Tess's Trifles

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LIGHT of my LIFE!
 
Put the bat down, Wendy.

She seems legitimately scared beyond belief in that scene and it always really got to me. He also seems genuinely insane/intent on doing harm in that scene.

Maybe I should write a story about a partner that goes bananas.
 
So, my favorite class this semester is my sensation novel course. Lady Audley's Secret, The Woman in White, lots of scandalous Victorian plotlines. The professor is really into Sarah Waters, as well (although their favorite book by her is Fingersmith and I'm more zeroed in on Affinity) and it's been recalling me to some of my previously plotted ideas. A few were more vaguely formed - like my house of wax revamp, and I'm pretty sure most of the associated GIFs/photos that I hoarded away in this thread have long since disappeared. Most of my thoughts on this are pretty neo-Victorian but I'll be damned if I'm going to write a thread saying "limbs" instead of legs, although that's an interesting idea for a scene...

Anyway, my point is that I'll be fleshing out my idea post and just maybe committing to a few. If anyone's interest is piqued by the stuff I've rambled about here, or the completed ideas themselves, please let me know. If you don't know what the fuck I'm talking about, a good source to peek at would be the show Penny Dreadful or del Toro's Crimson Peak. They hit a lot of the notes that I'd be looking for. A supernatural element may be interesting, but it's certainly not required. I just really want to write about corrupting influences in a supposedly pristine society. :eek:
 
Confesses that Jack has never entirely left her, either.......and that she did actually finish her ghost story....finally.

Oh, beautiful, I want to read!!! That's great! When I've finished studying this weekend, that is first on my list. I'll poke you elsewhere too, just in case you don't see this.

As for Jack and Clancy, I think it'll come. I'm letting things circle. Slowly. Sigh.
 
So, my favorite class this semester is my sensation novel course. Lady Audley's Secret, The Woman in White, lots of scandalous Victorian plotlines. The professor is really into Sarah Waters, as well (although their favorite book by her is Fingersmith and I'm more zeroed in on Affinity) and it's been recalling me to some of my previously plotted ideas. A few were more vaguely formed - like my house of wax revamp, and I'm pretty sure most of the associated GIFs/photos that I hoarded away in this thread have long since disappeared. Most of my thoughts on this are pretty neo-Victorian but I'll be damned if I'm going to write a thread saying "limbs" instead of legs, although that's an interesting idea for a scene...

Anyway, my point is that I'll be fleshing out my idea post and just maybe committing to a few. If anyone's interest is piqued by the stuff I've rambled about here, or the completed ideas themselves, please let me know. If you don't know what the fuck I'm talking about, a good source to peek at would be the show Penny Dreadful or del Toro's Crimson Peak. They hit a lot of the notes that I'd be looking for. A supernatural element may be interesting, but it's certainly not required. I just really want to write about corrupting influences in a supposedly pristine society. :eek:


I just love everything about this....
 
Adore.

First Draft:

Lock the door behind me when I leave for work because I worry; lock the door behind me when I come home from work at night because I want to keep you safe; don’t answer any knocks when I’m gone because they could be anyone; cook rigatoni for dinner so I know that you care; when you’re out make sure that you answer the phone, or else I’ll worry; make the bed right away or else the sheets will wrinkle from all our love; do you know how much I adore you? make sure you’ve brushed your teeth before I kiss you because I like you clean; make sure you put on that shirt I bought you because I wanna see it on you; read the books I bought you last week, especially Plath; you need to accept the compliments I give you, baby; you need to listen when I’m speaking to you, baby; I just want what’s best for you, baby; tell me about your day; but wait, first listen to mine; I know you wanted to go out tonight, but I just want to spend time with you; I just want you to myself; don’t answer your phone, I’m trying to kiss you; hang up my shirts so I can spend more time with you in the morning; wake up when I wake up so we can spend more time together in the morning; turn off the light and come here; comb your hair because your bangs look silly and people should take you seriously; but I like my bangs this way; are you really gonna eat that for breakfast; fruit would be better; you only have what you have for so long; remember that I just want the best for you, baby; remember to lock the door because I need to keep you safe; remember to close the curtains so no one can creep around; don’t eat those pastries because I want them when I get home; remember that I’m working hard and just need a break; I need you to give me a break, baby; I need you to be more understanding; I need you to just listen to what I say and take it easy on the both of us; don’t you know how much I adore you? you cooked farfalle instead of rigatoni; you ate two of the pastries that I asked you to save; you didn’t make the bed and now the sheets are disgusting; you didn’t lock the goddamn door and it’s supposed to be for your own good; tell me where I went wrong for you to disappoint me like this; tell me I’m being unreasonable; tell me that you want to leave; if you don’t like it, you’re free to walk away; I’m always trying to make things better for you; don’t be so dramatic or else people will think that we’re fighting; it’s not fair that you’re crying; after all that I’ve done for you and this is how you repay me; turn off the fucking light and come here; don’t you know how much I adore you? I’m so sorry about last night, baby; I just get so crazy worrying about you, baby; I just want to keep you safe, baby; I just can’t stand myself, baby; I just need you so much, baby; if it’s not too much to ask, lock the door behind me when I go to work; make sure you answer the phone when I call because I worry so bad; eat all the pastries you want today; I made the bed and the sheets look amazing for you; I’ll take you out for dinner when I get home; I don’t care how your mouth tastes right now, I just need to feel it; remember to accept the compliments I give you; remember that how I feel will never change; remember I just want what’s best for you, baby; honey; sweetheart; babe; doll; lover; precious; darling; don’t you know how much I adore you? you didn’t lock the door and I just waltzed right in; you answered the door when Jess came by this afternoon and they stayed for three hours; you must think I’m some kind of idiot; you must think I’m harsh; you must think nothing of me, because it shows all over your fucking face; stop telling me that I’m always angry, you’ll know it when I’m angry; if you would just listen to what I’m saying, I wouldn’t have to raise my damn voice; I have reasons for everything that I want, and you said that you understood; I have reasons for all of the things I ask for, and you said that it wasn’t too much; I have a million reasons and if you can’t respect them, then you’re free to leave; don’t cry, or else the neighbors will call the cops; you need to stop fucking arguing with me; you need to stop disrespecting me; you need to stop fucking crying; you need to stop being stupid; crazy; condescending; unfair; ungrateful; ridiculous; overemotional; disloyal; I’m turning off the light because you don’t make any goddamn sense; don’t you know how much I fucking adore you? please stop packing, baby; please just listen to me, baby; please just put the phone down, baby; I can’t think about being without you, and I think my heart’s just cracking open; I know that I don’t deserve you; don’t forget your books on the shelf, especially Plath; after everything I’ve done, I can’t blame you for doing this to me; I know that I deserve this; I think that I might die without you, though; I think I really might die without you, though; I think by now you know how much I adore you, don’t you? it’s ok, baby; I’ll help you unpack, baby; I’ll get some ice in the blue towel; don’t take that off your lip, or else people will get the wrong idea; but it stings; you mean to say that after everything we’ve been through, you don’t think I’m trying to do what’s best for you?

Final:

Cook rigatoni for dinner because it’s fast and we’ll be hungry later; make the bed right away or else the sheets will wrinkle from all our love; make sure you’ve brushed your teeth before I kiss you because I like that toothpaste; make sure you put on that green shirt I brought home because I wanna see it on you; read the books I bought you last week, especially Plath; lock the door behind me when I leave for work because you need to concentrate; lock the door behind me when I come home from work at night because I want to read what you write; don’t answer any knocks when I’m gone because you’ve got work to do; do you know how much I adore you? you need to accept the compliments I give you, baby; you need to listen to these edits, baby; I just want what’s best for you, baby; tell me about your day; tell me about Ted Hughes and how he reacted to her work; but before I forget, here’s the short I wrote over lunch; I know you wanted to go out tonight, but I really just want to stay in; don’t answer your phone, I’m trying to kiss you; hang up my shirts so I can spend more time with you in the morning; wake up when I wake up so we can spend more time together in the morning; turn off the light and come here; comb your hair because your bangs look silly and people should take you seriously; but I like my bangs this way; are you really gonna eat that for breakfast; fruit would be better; you only have what you have for so long; remember that I just want the best for you, baby; remember to lock the door because you gotta concentrate; remember to close the curtains so no one can creep around; don’t eat those pastries because I want them when I get home and you know I love raspberry; remember that I’m working double shifts and just need a break; I need you to give me a break, baby; selling clothes fucking sucks, please remember; I need you to just listen and take it easy on the both of us; smile and remember that Hughes loved Plath’s work; don’t you know how much I adore you? you cooked farfalle instead of rigatoni; you ate two of the pastries that I asked you to save; you didn’t make the bed; you didn’t lock the goddamn door and it’s supposed to be for your own good; tell me you work harder than me, doll; tell me I’m being unreasonable; tell me that I’m being out of line when I’m doing all of the work; tell me that I’m not paying the bills; I’m always trying to make things better for you, sweetheart; please don’t be ungrateful; don’t be so dramatic or else people will think that we’re fighting; it’s not fair that you’re crying; after all that I’ve done for you and this is how you repay me; turn off the fucking light and come here; don’t you know how much I adore you? I’m so sorry about last night; I just get so crazy worrying, honey; I just want to keep us together so you can write and I can work; I just can’t stand myself, baby; I just need you so much; if it’s not too much to ask, lock the door behind me when I go to work; make sure you answer the phone when I call because I worry; eat all the pastries you want today, babe; I made the bed and the sheets look amazing; I’ll take you out for dinner when I get home; I don’t care how your mouth tastes right now, I just need to feel it; remember to accept the compliments I give you; please remember how much I love you; remember I just want what’s best for you, darling; don’t you know how much I adore you? you didn’t lock the door and I just waltzed right in; you must have answered the door because Jess came by this afternoon and they stayed for three hours; you must think I’m some kind of idiot; I saw the pictures of you two on Facebook; you’re supposed to be working; you need to stop being unfair; you’re supposed to be writing; you must think you don’t have to work for anything; you must think nothing of me, because it shows all over your face; stop telling me that I’m always angry, you’ll know it when I’m fucking angry; you need to stop being condescending; if you would just listen to what I’m saying, I wouldn’t have to raise my damn voice; I have reasons for everything that I want; you said that you understood; I have reasons for all of the things I ask for; you said that it wasn’t too much; I have a million reasons and you need to respect them; you need to stop acting crazy; you can walk out the door if I’m so fucking awful; you can take all of your no-talent scribbles with you; you can keep pretending that Hughes didn’t dump Plath’s worthless ass; remember all the times you took advantage of me; fuck you; don’t cry, or else the neighbors will call the cops; it’s not bleeding, don’t be ridiculous; you need to stop fucking arguing with me; you need to stop disrespecting me; you need to stop fucking crying; you need to stop being overemotional; I’m turning off the light because you don’t make any goddamn sense; don’t you know how much I fucking adore you? please just listen to me, baby; I know that you should walk away; I know you need to leave me; I can’t believe I did that to you; I think my heart’s just cracking open; I know that I don’t deserve you; after everything I’ve done, I can’t blame you for doing this; I know that I deserve this; I think that I might die without you, though; I think I really might die without you; you know how much I adore you, don’t you? it’s ok, baby; I’ll help you pick up your papers; I’ll get some ice in the blue towel; here’s Ariel; I’ll buy you a new copy in the morning; don’t take that off your lip; I would tell you how Hughes took care of her work to make you smile but I know it would hurt; but she died; you mean to say that you think he wasn’t trying to make up for his mistakes?
 
I've been watching Happy Valley and it's basically full of my worst nightmares. I'm finding it deeply disturbing and (as you do) am throwing around plot ideas.

Tommy Royce is utterly loathsome.

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How now, my lord, why do you keep alone,
Of sorriest fancies your companions making,
Using those thoughts which should indeed have died
With them they think on? Things without all remedy
Should be without regard: what's done, is done.
 
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