I am a little confused by the sheer volume of names/titles/political aspects. I think this book uses You/yours as formal and thee/thine for informal like English used to.
Maia seems really sweet though. Would stab for him.
A demon/monster hunting show that's just 90% about smartass rules lawyering. Can only be killed by a silver bullet? How about a bullet train, does a bullet train count as a bullet? How much of that thing has to be silver for it to count as a silve bullet? "Cannot be killed by any force on this Earth" well get fucking space launched, idiot. It all boils down to seeing what does and does not count. Far, far less "first few seasons of Supernatural" and a lot more Mythbusters. Or hell, perhaps with some "will it blend?" also thrown in.
At one point they manage to kill a monster that "cannot be killed by a weapon forged by man" by running it over with a Honda Civic. There's someone on the scene to play Watson for us, asking the details of how did they manage that. Was it because a car doesn't count as a weapon? No, it does count as one if you intend to use it as one. Is it because a car has obviously not been forged by a blacksmith like a sword would be? Nah, that actually doesn't count.
Why, then, was it the "man/human" thing? Did they somehow find a Honda Civic built in a factory that is entirely operated by an all-female crew? Nah, not that either. But they did find a lesbian auto shop that could take the original car apart, and replace all the parts with different ones. They wanted to see if they can ship of theseus this whole thing and if it still counts as the same car, and turns out that it doesn't.
The most frustrating part about giving my own characters sexualities and labels is that i always feel like it gives the impression that these characters are aware of this information and would actively use these labels for themselves when that is rarely ever the case
They do not know what aro or ace means, that dude would never describe himself as trans, that other guy is nonbinary but they got a job so they don't care about that right now, she's bisexual but if you ask her she'll just tell you everyone has a beautiful soul and move on, they use multiple pronouns but not out of choice people just keep on guessing and she doesn't mind and honestly kinda enjoys it but he's not telling you that
Ooc They're gay or bi or aroace or bigender or whatever the fuck but in-universe they're looking you in the eyes and telling you that every man on earth secretly wants to kiss other men and that's just a desire you gotta live with and that it's completely normal and they will not for a second question what this implies about themselves
Character concept: A vampire who disguises as human by being that mf who is always cold. No longer affected by temperature, they'd have no problem wearing booty shorts and nothing else in the middle of the winter, but instead using this power to wear improbably thick layers of sweaters and wool cardigans in the summer and double that in the winter, always carrying a cup of tea or coffee to warm their hands just in case they need to shake hands or something and need their hands to only be cold-human-hands -cold instead of What The Fuck That's Icy kind of cold.
Recreationally fighting upper management about not being allowed to wear a winter jacket inside in the office and getting nagged at by sweet middle-aged office ladies about how the reason why they're always so cold and pale and everything is becuase they've never seen this mf eat anything. Nobody notices that they've never seen them actually drink their hot beverages, either.
It doesn't occur to anyone to suspect that not only is this mf completely invulnerable to ice and snow and any heat short of being set on fire, in their free time they're perfectly capable of grabbing a grown man by the ankle and beating a motherfucker with another motherfucker.
I have absolutely zero respect for a vampire with an office job. (Unless they're like a brand new baby vamp) Learn how to rob billionaires you knuckle heads. Tf are you doing a 9-5 for when you could be tormenting your enemies?
why does this have 32k notes? it’s just a picture of a knife in a ranch bottle, is there some unspoken joke that 32 thousand people share? what is going on here, i dont get it. it’s just a fucking picture of a knife in a ranch bottle. is there some spiritual connection people have to this picture? is there some ominous and mystical reasoning that this has 32 thousand notes? do people reblog this because it makes them look like some indie blogger? or is there just something funny to this? someone please explain
What's Every Bird Must Learn To Fly? It's not viewable to non-account-havers.
Get an account, then, they're free and require even less social interaction than sending an ask on tumblr. For a reader account, which is all you need for every bird, you don't need the full-account secret, you can just leave that field blank.
...also, how do you know every bird exists without being able to view it or knowing anything else about it? As far as I know, the only publicly-viewable place I've talked about it is my author profile, in which I...answer your question of what it is...?
Haunted by a fantasy world where "adventurer" is handled in the same way as "assassin" in John Wick. An ifykyk secondary economy running on gold coins where everyone knows each other but no one acknowledges the elephant in the room because we have manners about our weird-ass line of deadly desperate dangerous work.
Rolling into town, looking immaculate. Checking into the Inn. Not an inn, or the coaching house, or the traveler's hostel. The Inn. The one that takes my ridiculous oversized coin and says that my room is ready, and will I need to visit the Smith today? Perhaps a meeting with the Vintner? Shall I send up the Gourmand?
"Good afternoon, Master Whicke," the Smith says, putting aside the barrel scraper he's been working on to flip a switch beside the forge. Racks of tenpenny nails and trowels and hammers fold back to reveal the glittering points and edges of a score of swords and axes and spearpoints lit with the flicker of finely-tuned enchantments. "Shall we tour what's new?"
"What sort of occasion are we hosting, Master Whicke?" The Vintner asks, pocketing the coin with a sigh. "A funeral," you say.
"Ah, well perhaps something light to start, then," she says selecting a straight-walled flask that glitters with contained starlight, proof against the touch of the undead. " And something for remembrance," she plucks a small crock of something evil-smelling and phosphorescent. "And then something to really bring down the house." She gingerly selects a double ampoule of energetic looking jellies.
The Gourmand carefully runs his knife through the salted flank of a cockatrice with a pursing of the lips. "So many neglect trail rations, Master Whicke, and it is their shame. Paired with goldenwheat pancakes and carrion honey, a mouthful of cockatrice--properly seasoned of course--will keep the mummy rot at bay, even post-exposure. I have been given to indicate by the Management that your current escapade may make such information useful to you. I will of course wrap your purchases exceedingly carefully. Rot will be your constant companion in the Black Pyramid."
Happy #makeaterriblecomicday2025! Please make a comic! It’s mandatory that you create some piece of sequential art — what it is and how you make it is up to you! Have fun! You might as well!
If you make a comic (again, it’s mandatory) and you want to share it, post it on the tag #makeaterriblecomicday2025! Or don’t, I’m not a cop.
Remember, the goal is to make something terrible! So if you can’t draw or have never made a comic, or if it’s been ages since you made something just for fun — that’s perfect! You’re all set! If you fuck up and make something that’s NOT terrible… well, some might say there’s joy in that too.
knight who is constantly searching for a good and noble king to serve but cannot fucking find one for the life of him so he has to become the good and noble king himself.
and now all these other knights are coming around like "please let me serve you" and like obviously hes going to let them serve him thats the point of being a good and noble king but its also. very annoying. one of you become the good and noble king for once lets trade
One trope that always tickles my brain in just the right places is a setting where the Horrors have been around for so long that society has shifted to account for them, and not in a bloodborne "we shaped our entire society around the worship of the blood of a dead god" way, I mean society goes on as usual and has so thoroughly planned around these things that the average person has passing knowledge of how to deal with them and they're treated more like bears: dangerous but ultimately mundane
You open a children's French textbook and see a chapter on how to speak basic French wards against francophone spectres
The local worker owned coffee coop made a land dedication to the ancient sleepers whose strontium bones were buried under the space they rent before the sky had a name
Checking for slumbering Old Ones is standard procedure when doing land and ocean surveys
Australia is exactly the same
There are archeologists who specialise in handling cursed artifacts and neutralising corpses that aren't as dead as they should be
There's an XKCD comic mapping shipping lanes over maps of known Deep One colonies which then concludes that boats, not the people manning them, the actual boats themselves, are naturally scared of sunken cities
The Vatican has the largest known population of bound demons on earth, which are mainly used in the training of exorcists
Scientific American is publishing papers on the buildup of plastic waste in the Backrooms
The price of selling your soul is considered taxable income, has a sales tax, and is subject to inflation
Overly Sarcastic Productions has a Classics Summarised video on the Hanged King's Tragedy
The city council mapped out the exact dimensions of a local ghost's haunting ground and that space is now the unused sub-basement of a shiny new Walmart
Zombie outbreaks are treated as a rare and usually seasonal occurance that is quickly dealt with by the WHO
At what age do you think that you, personally, could have become a legal adult? Put another way: in a world of people exactly like you, what would the correct age of majority?
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13 or younger
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23 or older
I find this too difficult to generate an answer to. just show results
see, I think this is a more complicated question than you think it is, because we have way too much bound up in the concept of "legal adult"
here are some things that, broadly speaking, adults can legally do and children can't (your country may vary, void where prohibited, not valid in the State of Utah, etc):
vote
get married
get a tattoo
sign a contract
give or deny consent for medical treatment
have gender-affirming surgery
consent to sex
join the military
bonus: in many places that aren't the USA, the age at which you can buy alcohol also coincides with the age of legal adulthood
now, not all of those things necessarily should happen at the same age—and, as I just mentioned, not all of them always do. we've just settled on having them all happen at once as a kind of schelling point, for simplicity and convenience!
but it makes it really difficult to answer the question as posed, because if we're asking the question "what is the correct age FOR YOU to become an adult?" then we have to revisit all of those individual things, and ask whether they should all stay tied to the same bar if the bar itself moves.
personally? no. no they shouldn't, and I don't think they should in real life either.
more elaboration on where I would put some of those bars under the cut, because this unlocked a rant I had building about child suffrage
first of all, lowering the voting age, or even getting rid of the minimum voting age entirely, deserves to be the next suffrage movement.
in the UK (because that's where I'm from and where I know the most about) it used to be that only wealthy, white, male, landowners over 21 could vote. it took a long time for women to get the vote - even longer for black women - and even then...it started with older women. and it took a long-ass time for the voting age to go down from 21 to 18. there's nothing magic about the number 18, it's just where the most recent successful bid to lower the voting age stopped. because, again, schelling point.
here's the thing: every time in history that a disenfranchised group has campaigned for expanded suffrage, they've been morally right.
because "government by the people, for the people" IS flawed if it's not all the people,
because by the nature of democracy any class of people without voting rights IS an oppressed underclass,
...and why should children be any different? no, really, why?
any argument you can make - "oh, they don't know enough about politics", "they don't care about politics", "some of them can't even fill out a ballot without help" - I can point to thousands of registered adult voters who that also describes. it doesn't disqualify them.
because, with adults, we as a society are starting to reach the understanding that if you let people decide who is and isn't allowed to vote, if you let some people be disenfranchised, or set bars they have to jump over, then you don't have a democracy anymore. you've opened the gate to fascism. because if you, for example, take voting rights away from criminals? oh no, guess everyone who opposes the glorious leader is a criminal now.
...but we digress. i was talking about children.
everyone who is at all capable of communicating what they want to vote for should be allowed to vote. that is the only morally defensible position. everyone. because once you start drawing lines, saying here are the people who can vote, and here are the people who can't, who are property? that's slavery. you've reinvented slavery.
and it's self-perpetuating, because why would the slaveowners vote to give rights to the slaves?
SPEAKING OF rights children should have: medical consent!
that's right, in the UK and (I believe) most places in the USA, parents or guardians have to consent to medical treatment on their child's behalf. the child's consent does not matter, legally speaking. (there are exceptions for emergency life-saving situations where medical professionals don't have time to obtain parental consent, iirc)
this means that:
if parents don't want their teenager to have a certain medical treatment, e.g. because it's against their religious beliefs, doctors can't legally treat them even if the teen themself wants it
parents can legally force their teenage child to undergo medical procedures they don't want to have
now, my impression is that this mostly happens to smaller children, not teenagers. to be clear, it is also a problem when this happens to babies! but making it about teenagers makes it more obviously ludicrous. teenagers ought to be getting practice making decisions about their own bodies—with parental help and guidance, maybe, and/or with help and guidance from their doctor or consultant, etc. because otherwise you get adults who don't HAVE that practice, who don't know HOW to make their own medical decisions and advocate for themselves, who don't have robust boundaries around what people can do to their bodies.
because they've spent their entire childhood not being allowed to HAVE boundaries
...ok, it's getting late and this is getting long, y'all can have the rest of this rant another time if you're interested
