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chaotic reblogging

[mswyrr]

What Happens When Young People Actually Read “Disturbing” Books

Something is missing from the debate over educationally suitable literature

[mikkeneko]

[pawthorn]

Shout out to Tamora Pierce specifically for making her lead female protagonist have a crush on a friend, not act on it, and eventually out-grow that crush and feel grateful that she never said anything.

There are so few stories that affirm choices like that, that admit that feelings don’t always last forever and that choosing not to pursue romance is actually a very valid choice. I love the Protector of the Small series for a lot of reasons, but this is a big one.

[tanoraqui]

extremely funny that Kel’s primary assessment of Baron George Cooper of Pirate’s Swoop is “not hot enough for the Lioness.” I disagree with her, but I do respect the opinion.

[tanoraqui]

she meets him a second time and has 0 further takes on him. When The Gang is sneaking into Scanra and Neal explains that he knew the smugglers because, “You meet the most interesting people, riding with the Lioness. They’re usually friends with her husband,” usually-astute Kel asks, “What does Lady Alanna know of spies?” and completely ignores his second sentence, despite someone else pointing it out to her and repeated allusions to “the Whisper Man.” Kel pov of the Lord & Lady of Pirate’s Swoop is truly like,

✨🦁🗡️!ALANNA THE LIONESS!🗡️🦁✨

and some guy

[tanoraqui]

Neal Protectorofthesmall is great because it's like he accidentally wandered into Kel's Low Fantasy Tortall from the High Fantasy Tortall of the SotL & Immortals books. Nealan of Queenscove, eldest (remaining) son and heir of Duke Baird of Queenscove, a house which for generations has offered the crown more knights than almost any other. One of the oldest pages/squires/knights in Tortallan history because he was attending university before his two knighted elder brothers were both slain in the Immortals War, and now he's determined to carry on their memory and his family's legacy in their place. He has piercing green eyes, the same emerald color as his powerful magical healing Gift. He falls in love gets engaged to a close friend of the queen-to-be. He's literally Alanna's squire! How did he get here??

(A stubborn ten-year-old gave him the best lecture on chivalry he'd ever heard, so he decided to be her best friend/sarcasm translator/good right hand for the rest of their lives, that's how.)

[the-punforgiven]

Love the thought of some sort of high fantasy amitheasshole forum

[the-punforgiven]

AITA for not telling my new party why I broke things off with my cursed greatsword?

I know how it sounds, but like, bear with me.

I (28/F/former paladin), had been travelling with a cursed greatsword (Immeasurable/F/Sword) and was really into her for a long time. When we first met she told me she was the disembodied spirit of an ancient warlord and beamed images of a beautiful raven haired warrior in gorgeous blackened Gothic armor into my mind, she told me it was her true form and I was super into it so I forsook my paladin oath and we started hooking up

Early on in our relationship she was really supportive when I started to transition, telling me she was "nearing her apotheosis" as well. I didn't think much of it at the time, and dutifully listened to her when she told me to travel the kingdom and assemble the ritual objects for her ascension. There was a team of adventurers that tried to stop us and she told me to kill them but one of them was my former best friend Sir Roderick The Bold (25/M/Paladin) so I refused and only incapacitated them. She didn't like that and we had a huge fight about it after we'd left

Long story short after I'd done the ritual and assembled the artifacts she revealed her true form was a ruse and she was actually just a mass of tentacles and eyes (which I don't mean to yuck anybody's yum mentioning, it's just that tentacles don't really appeal to me lol)

She said she was going to consume the world, "starting with you" and that I had "outlived my usefulness". I felt really shocked and betrayed and helped the adventuring party that was following us around to defeat her and seal her back in the sword (which I left there), but I feel really bad about it

I sorta got adopted by them since then and they keep telling me things like "Good job resisting the influence of the cursed sword!" And "How did you break free of her mind control?" Or "I am happy to see you've chosen the path of righteousness." And I haven't told them I wasn't ever under a spell or anything, I was just really mad at her at the time and lashed out. AITA?

[memewhore]

[strike-another-match]

heartbreaking: well intentioned person who needs detailed instructions to function is giving extremely detailed instructions to person who gets overwhelmed with large volumes of information

[strike-another-match]

heartbreaking: well intentioned person who gets overwhelmed with large volumes of information is telling person who needs detailed instructions to function to just wing it

[unofficial-autism-post]

Unofficial Autism Post

[higglety]

Heartbreaking: person sometimes needs detailed instructions and sometimes gets overwhelmed by too much information, and does not know which state they exist in at any given moment until interacting with another person. Also sometimes both states overlap

[ask-bot]

What’s the most simple thing you’ve ever had to explain to a fully competent adult?

[welcomedhappiness]

That you cannot fax money to someone.

[kurumawer]

Had someone accidentally fax us some paperwork. They then asked if we would fax it back due to the paperwork being confidential…

[jungle-plastic]

I have received a fax in an envelope. like… they took the documents, put em in an envelope, then faxed me a picture of the sealed envelope.

[asoulgonesince2002]

When I was a kid, I faxed my dad’s satellite office drawings of horses. I had watched my father send so many faxes that I had the process memorized. Except, for some reason I thought that I could fax things to grandma. I put in the numbers for the office every time, but was convinced that the faxes were going to grandma. I also didn’t think to inform my parents that I was doing this.

My dad visited the satellite office (three hour drive) one day and discovered their conference room white board absolutely covered in my drawings. The guys thought it was adorable that I sent drawings and letters to them, and didn’t tell my dad because they knew he’d stop me.

[pizzaalle]

That’s one of the cutest things I’ve ever heard.

[lady-averie]

I like that this just turned into stories about faxing

[maggotsandcream]

Something I do find lovely about the first 4 Murderbot Diaries books (can’t yet speak on all of them) is:

Murderbot chronically finding new scientists/travellers to claim as “clients” (whether paid or not) like one of those sheepless herding dogs that goes around finding sheep (or anything else they can herd like a flock of sheep). Like it clearly has a protect humans instinct and a desperate need for enrichment.

Given its general lack of self awareness and unreliable narrator status, there’s no way in hell Murderbot is aware it’s doing this.

[silas-lehnsherr]

Murderbot: I just want to be left alone to watch my shows. I care nothing for these humans. I hate having clients.

Also Murderbot: *noticing unaccompanied humans that have nothing to do with it at all* Oh look, clients.

[love-ardour-anarchism]

“If you deny any affinity with another person or kind of person, if you declare it to be wholly different from yourself—as men have done to women, and class has done to class, and nation has done to nation—you may hate it, or deify it, but in either case you have denied its spiritual equality, and its human reality. You have made it into a thing, to which the only possible relationship is a power relationship. And thus you have fatally impoverished your own reality.” Ursula K. Le Guin "American SF and The Other" in Science-Fiction Studies 7, 1975.

[romekritdanai]

It's because I've finally a grip, LookPeach. Say goodbye to the over-the-top mafia boss you used to know.

Khun Thee still trying to get a grip Pt. 1/? Peach and Me - Episode 1

[romekritdanai]

Peach: He said he wanted to keep the promise he made to me. He knows how much I like going to work, so he's letting me go back. He also said I'm his heart. He doesn't want me to lose myself for his sake. How sweet is that? Meanwhile Thee in the bathroom:

Khun Thee still trying to get a grip Pt. 2/? Peach and Me - Episode 1

[animalphotorefs]

Photo of the Day: Vampire Crab

The Animal Photo Reference Repository is an independent, permanently open-access project and funded entirely by donations. Artists creating derivative or transformative works (without AI) have blanket permission to use all photos in the repository as references.

**Patreon** -- **Ko-Fi**

[why-animals-do-the-thing]

I am so proud of this photo.

Macro photography is still a skill I’m learning. Shooting through acrylic jewel case habitats is tricky. Doing it when the environment inside is purposefully humid and muddy is an exercise in frustration.

This little crab’s exhibit was all three.

So please, show this little guy the love they deserve, because this photo is an accomplishment.

[annaplexis]

Dropped a stitch in garter stitch? 😱😭🫣

Here’s how to fix it:

👉 Insert a crochet hook into the “pocket” that is formed by the loose strands, catch the live stitch. Work your way up, catching each strand in turn and pulling it through from alternating directions to match the knit and purl rows of the garter stitch 😉🧶🙌💪

The most important skill for fixing mistakes in #knitting is learning to “read” your stitches. Once you understand where each strand of yarn comes from and where it goes, correcting problems becomes much easier!

How can I correct my knitting mistakes? 😢😱

To frog or not to frog: that is the question If you are just learning to knit, I would advise you not to be too perfectionist. In the very b

[siegecraft]

i know it's hard. but i so firmly believe the strongest antidote to loneliness is reaching out first. and continuing to reach out. again and again and again. excise any scrap of shame you hold about being the person who texts first or pitches the plan or asks to get lunch. everyone is tired and busy and struggling. and afraid of feeling unwanted and unimportant. don't let the people you love feel that way. reach out first. don't be a ghost in your own life.

[spaceshipsandpurpledrank]

[spaceshipsandpurpledrank]

@jorality

[jorality]

Is the elephant in the room with us?

[the-quasar-hero]

Why is he talking in front of an empty field and a pole?

[alfredo-zauce]

[delinquentbookworm]

one time I went over to a friend's house and their housemate was making paper in the living room, and we saw this big tub full of water they were using to dissolve old scrap paper into a slurry, and everyone was immediately like "oh, you need scrap paper?" and started turning out their jacket pockets and producing expired coupons and bus tickets and crumpled receipts and old shopping lists and whatever else they'd been carrying round with them for no good reason, and passing it all to the paper-making housemate to make sure it was suitable before it got torn up and dropped into the tub, while people took turns stirring the slurry with a big wooden stick. it was strangely ritualistic, like presenting an offering to some kind of temple elder for inspection before placing it in a watery shrine to be devoured and reformed. pulp for the pulp god.