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I feel like some people need to relearn Genre Expectations... "Man, this tragedy sucks!!! Why didn't they just do XYZ, then everything could have ended happily!!" well, then it wouldn't be a tragedy, would it. "Man, this lighthearted teen romcom is terrible, it's so sappy and unrealistic!!" Well, yeah. If it had been gritty and dark, it wouldn't have been a lighthearted romcom, would it. Is the writing actually bad or are you just trying to order a milkshake from a Home Depot
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“Is the writing bad or are you just trying to order a milkshake from a Home Depot”
I feel like that should be the canned response to anyone who complains in your fic’s AO3 comments about the [thing] when the [thing] is clearly tagged.
Intersex Paul Atreides is like. Ok. So he was supposed to be born a girl but his mother refused to force him to develop that way in utero. He's raised as a boy because the duke needs an heir but he is born with masculine and feminine traits, the latter growing more obvious as he matures into a very androgynous social role as both conqueror and psychic space witch. He can tap into both male & female ancestral powers. He's presumably really genetically quirky from being the culmination of the space eugenicist breeding thing. & this is just the plot of dune
The thing about reading Paul as intersex is that he just is. In the text. Kind of allegorical about it cause psychic space witch powers aren't real but in-universe these are sex based. He's like really heavily coded
And in the book he's also described as being "small for his age," which could mean nothing
Got this super cute deer garland, but I wasn't crazy about the unsightly hole left behind by the molding process! Luckily I was able to cover it with these equally cute stickers that don't look like anything else or make it look weird at all. :)
Postcards, ca. 1908
see her fabulous
[My father’s] funeral showed me that [he] meant many things to many people, and we were all grieving for different versions of him, when he felt most ours. For my mother, it was their early years together when they were semi self-sufficient, grew their own vegetables and had goats in the front garden and chickens in the back. For his manager Rob, it was sitting side by side, helping him keep the words flowing and making him the odd ‘glug’–a coffee with a tot of brandy. Or, on harder days, a brandy with a tot of coffee. For me, the dad I grieved most for, and still do, is the one I remember as a kid.
We didn’t have much money, but I hardly noticed when there were woods and fields to run around in, trees to climb, and animals to play with. Dad and I often walked around the countryside while he taught me which wild plants were edible and showed me hidden caves and pools in the middle of the forest. He used to whistle loudly. I could never get the hang of it, so instead he taught me the words to The Rhubarb Tart Song and Whose Pigs Are These? We would sing them loudly, joyfully, the wildlife fleeing before us.
Dad was someone who committed to the narrative of a situation rather more than the practicality. So he would wrap me up and take me out of bed in the middle of the night to show me the glow-worms in the hedge or Halley’s Comet blazing across a star-filled sky. For him, his daughter seeing these marvels of nature was much more important than sleeping, which I could do any time. He didn’t teach me magic, he showed me it.
–Rhianna Pratchett (taken from “Terry Pratchett: His World”)
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 4/6 Fandom: Persuasion - Jane Austen, The Thing (1982) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Anne Elliot/Frederick Wentworth Characters: Anne Elliot, Frederick Wentworth, Mary Musgrove (Persuasion), Charles Musgrove, Lady Russell (Persuasion), Louisa Musgrove, Henrietta Musgrove Additional Tags: The Thing AU Summary:
Dr. Anne Elliot was hoping for a fresh start by taking a job as the doctor for US Outpost 31 in Antarctica. Unfortunately the base’s only helicopter pilot is her ex-fiancé Captain Frederick Wentworth.
Even more unfortunately, there’s a shape-shifting alien taking over the whole crew and plotting world domination.
(The Thing AU, based off a joke tumblr post and some comments from doraemons.)
a little post-Thanksgiving horror for you all!
it will pass but like can i at least get an eta
my friend and i were waiting for the bus and some guy walked up to us, pointed sort of halfheartedly, and said "dykes." in a monotone voice with no particular identifiable facial expression then walked away. most half-assed hate speech i've ever been subject to
When you point out to people who are against animal testing that there are potentially lifesaving medications that need to be tested on mammals before going to trials that could potentially harm human lives, they’ll say shit like “We should test on prisoners instead.” Bitch. Why are you working for PETA? The WW2-era Imperial Japanese Army needs you. There is suchhhhhhh a strong thread of fascism laced through the current animal rights movement and in so many animal rights spaces and they’re extremely transparent about it.
no amount of budgeting will make up for the fact that we simply do not make enough money
no amount of therapy will make up for the fact that we simply do not make enough money
no amount of working will make up for the fact that we simply do not make enough money
Something I think ppl who aren't used to it struggle with when it comes to ancient history is that frequently 'we do not and cannot know this' is the only truthful response a historian can give. People severely overestimate how much we actually know about Ancient Rome.
I remember talking to someone at a party once about the debate over Septimius Severus's ethnicity (whole other can of worms) and they asked if genetic testing of his remains was not a way to settle it and I was like oh. Oh okay you are under the impression we have the physical remains of Roman emperors from the second century AD alright then. (We. Do not.)
Can't stress how much of high level study of Ancient History is devoted to trying to make sense of what actually factually happened. When I was at university (10+ years ago now) the discipline was embroiled in the lengthy and ongoing process of trying to unpack not just the biases in ancient sources but the centuries & centuries of biases within the field itself. I don't imagine this process is ever going to Stop. It's not uncommon for historical accounts to be so garbled & contradictory that it's not possible to reconstruct the real events behind them.
Once in an introductory lecture one of my professors was talking about this problem and articulated it very simply as 'we know real things happened between real people, but we aren't sure what they were'. Sums it up really!!
i am massively overdue for a very very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy
reblog to give prev a very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy
Merfolk seeing a world map and being like "ok, but where are all the countries in the ocean"
@probablybadrpgideas idk maybe someone else who's better at marine geography and oceanic biomes and worldbuilding could make a better map but idk it was just a funny idea
i thought all weens were hollow in some sense?