#colour grading

I had prayed for your gentle gaze and an embrace, like the rain hugs the land.

But your hand tightened around my throat, and I thanked you for I'd weep when you're gone,

I prayed for you to sit beside my corpse, yet you left me for I was just a pawn.

It's like an interrogation....

Ah....the power of colour grading. I had an idea for this a while back but like I REAALLLLY like contextualizing characters in fantasy/historical fiction through the lens of modern fashion and I was like whatever I'll take it a step further: noir detective and wife in the most Gen Z way possible.

I think it's also helpful to the narrative I have of them which I rarely write about outside of some circles, but the whole "lets get married young!! oh my god my wife died" lore happened when they were 19-24. The instability of two neurodiverse young adults trying to make it on their own can be put into perspective overlayed what they'd look like in 2026 rather than 1899 cuz I don't think they're any different really, and it kinda hurts more in a way.

Also fuck it, Mortimer t-boy mullet, you know he would.

Highly performative post on insta cus people don't know ball there :((

P.s. holy colour grading (more like holy colour transition)

I posted them to the audio: do i clench my fists?

I love this song sm it reminds me of them whenever I listen to it.