huge fan of when characters love each other and are closely bonded in an explicitly nonromantic way. however ☝️ i am very much not a huge fan of what happens when characters like this are introduced to fandom
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huge fan of when characters love each other and are closely bonded in an explicitly nonromantic way. however ☝️ i am very much not a huge fan of what happens when characters like this are introduced to fandom
thinking of fallen london and light and queerness and its. agh.
like, light is law. both in game with the correspondence and in that seeing, labelling is an exercise of power— limiting the person percieved, taking some level of control away from them.
And to be seen, then, is to be controlled, to have the labels and rules and expectations of others imposed on you (on the surface, being labelled a man or a woman and all that entails, and in a more cosmic sense, having a place on the great chain) and to be limited to that, with deviation strictly punished (e.g. being literally vaporised by thesunthesunthesun or the social censure and legal punishments of surface victorian england)
idk i just love that. the idea of darkness as freedom from light and labels, freedom to just be. how the rules of what's acceptable have shifted so much after the fall. the whole concept of yearning, burning— the dream of acceptance by a higher power that would destroy you simply for existing wrong
Dear Wormwood (the song) is so an allegory about starting to heal from mental illness
And I know that it might have not been intended that way but holy shit it hits so hard through that lense
Like... realising that voice inside your head is not actually your concious thoughts ('I know who you are now')
Realising you dont want to listen to it anymore ('And I will not be part of your design')
And deciding that you're not going to let it control your life anymore (I want to be more than, this devil inside of me)
Come onnnn!!!!
I love the Oh Hellos so much!!
I was perusing the wiki guides attempting to understand how the bone market works and what do you mean the game lets you do this. i'm scared.
It’s the neon future. I search up “correspondence sigil to attract more tumblr mutuals tutorial”. Immediately get blocked from using the internet by the ministry of public decency for 5 minutes. I install a free vpn and open the dark web. Search up “correspondence sigil to attract more tumblr mutuals tutorial”. I find a video titled “<3333 SIGIL STEP BY STEP GUIDE PLATONIC VERSION” with 6 views and no likes. Close enough. It’s a shitty 240p slideshow presentation that displays each individual stroke of the sigil for 5 seconds along with some text about how it connects to the previous stroke?? I guess even here they can’t show the finished sigil. I follow the tutorial and read it. Black out. When I come to, im standing in the middle of my room. There’s amber all over the walls and I’ve gained 2 levels of shapeling anatomy. I check my computer. 783 notifications. Most recent one was from the ministry of public decency, just over an hour ago: “Your livestream has been forcibly ended due to major conduct violations.” I think I hear sirens outside. Fuck.
"a transformation that preordains union," sometimes interpreted as "the trajectory of newly aligned domains" or "a commingling of lesser choirs" - shown partially redacted for the sake of public wellbeing and decency
Seeking Doorman
Interviewer: So, how are your core competencies?
Candidate: Bad. I have at least once slipped up.
The interviewer's eyebrows raise, and he marks something down on his clipboard.
Interviewer: Are you aware that this job requires being on your feet for several hours a day?
Candidate: No.
Interviewer: Please state the weight of clothing that you would be unable to wear, for the duration of a 12 hour shift.
Candidate: I couldn't handle 50 pounds.
Interviewer: Oh no, no, I can set your mind at ease. We're well funded. The helmets are a little bulky, but the shirt is chain. The whole ensemble is maybe, oh, 15 pounds. Nobody ever attacks, anyway.
Candidate: That's a shame.
The interviewer gives the candidate a strange look. Then he lets out a brief aspiration, nods quietly, and returns to the clipboard.
Interviewer: Work well on a team of two?
Candidate: I have fewer than ten years of experience of doing so.
Interviewer: And what were you doing before this?
Candidate: I wasn't one of two henchmen for a warlord, one of whom was tall and skinny and the other short and fat, that's for sure.
The interviewer studies the candidate's physique for a moment, trying to determine from a seated position whether this neither-skinny-nor-fat guy is tall.
Candidate: I was the fat one.
Interviewer: You understand that you'd have to rein in the repartee for this role, yes?
Candidate: I refuse to do this.
Interviewer: Can you be a little clearer?
Candidate: I will speak out of turn.
Interviewer: Perfect. Really all I needed. Well, seems like the serum is working great, no signs of allergy, so as far as I'm concerned, you can start today. Any questions for me?
The candidate shifts in his seat, and clears his throat.
Candidate: What if they ask me if there's a God?
The interview frowns at his clipboard. He hasn't been interviewing for this role for very long, and his predecessor didn't leave very good notes. He clears his throat.
Candidate: What if they ask me what the other guy wouldn't say, if they asked him the meaning of life? Or if they ask me if they should get married to each other, if it's a couple?
The interviewer interjects, still rifling through his notes.
Interviewer: We almost never get couples.
Candidate: What if they ask me whether good or evil is greater on balance, or whether there is greater beauty in the sunset or sunrise, or how best to live?
Interviewer: Oh come on. That last one's easy. Just tell them to drink cyanide every morning, or to burn down their own house every night.
Candidate: The gap between is and ought is so easily crossed.
Interviewer: Oh, I don't know. Just tell them you know the answer.
As he says this, the interviewer finds the place in his notes that says that this role must not demur in such a way.
Interviewer: Scratch that. Come on, man. They won't ask any of that. They'll ask about the doors. They know you're not, like, an oracle.
Candidate: I didn't go to oracle school.
The interviewer and candidate exchange a look, as if to say to each other, well of course you're here, then, applying for this might as well be minimum wage role in the middle of nowhere, because both know the job prospects for a typical graduate of oracle school.
Interviewer: Oh, actually, it's right here. The first time a question is off topic, you're supposed to be silent. The second time a booming voice will warn them to stay on topic. The third time you still aren't supposed to answer, but it counts as their question and they have to guess with no information.
Candidate: Great. Sorry for the trouble.
Interviewer: Oh come on, don't be like that. Do you want the job or not?
Candidate: No.
They shake hands, and the candidate reports to his post that very day. A band of adventurers arrives not long after.
"One of these guards always tells the truth," a voice booms out to greet them, "and the other..."
A fan-recorded video of a brand new TAD song!! The song is called Gold.
My favourite quotes from Joey Batey and Madeleine Hyland tonight:
[Joey, on the act of creating] "It doesn't matter if it's good, it matters that it happened"
[Madeleine, on which minor deities they said they would be when they first started discussing the Solkats] "I said I was the goddess of muddy hems on long dresses. I think you said you'd be the god of... the moment ice clinks-" [Joey] "-at the bottom of a whisky glass"
[Joey, on finding the will to return to a hometown that didn't treat him well] "I'm different now, what have you got for me?"
[Joey, this one is better without context tbh] "I'm getting the heebie-jeebies, and I like my jeebies invariably un-heebied."
stop. analyse that text through the lens of its author's intentions and original historical context. okay now take the author out back and kill them dead and analyse that text as though it were published by your mutual yesterday and is in direct conversation with the contemporary discourse that's most relevant to your life. okay now pick your favorite angle of interpretation and come up with the strongest possible argument against it. now imagine that the text is your best friend and that it means you well and that you naturally give it every benefit of the doubt because you're on its side and you want the best for it. now imagine that the text wants you dead and it'll eat you if you don't eat it first. now pretend that you found this text locked away in a cave with no evidence of when or where it came from and you have to divine its meaning solely through its internal coherence and nothing else. okay now address the elephant in the room aspect of the text you've been ignoring because you find it boring or confusing or uncomfortable and become the number one expert on it. now spend forty minutes assigning all the characters dnd classes with at least three sentences of reasoning each. okay now do the cha cha slide.
I'm struggling to put it into words but lately I've been thinking a lot about scifi books fundamentally about empathy between humans and people who could not be more different from humans. Aliens who are above all else alien, in every possible way, and how they connect with each other. This deeply hopeful idea that it is the nature of sentient civilization to care about each other, no matter how different they are. Project Hail Mary's deep friendship between two people who can't even share the same atmosphere, much less the same biosphere. Children of Time resolving the core conflict between humans and giant alien space spiders with an empathy virus. It's sequels establishing an interstellar civilization whose main goal is to explore the universe and find others, because that's all there really is. The Wayfarers series being all about connections between characters from cultures and planets that could not be more different. Kitty Cat Kill Sat sums it up really well with the Last Oath:
"At the end of all things, all of us, together, against the darkness."
A limerick. Based on a true story.
oh my god new hush house art just dropped
unnnnnnnggg the tree is so biggg ohhh this is like seeing my favorite precious dollhouse in 3/4s view
Pan Shots From Laputa Castle In The Sky - Dir Hayao Miyazaki (1986)
cmyk test pages r like angels to me
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went to a real library archive and every five minutes i was like oh wow film reels just like in book of hours oh boxes of uncatalogued material just like in book of hours oh portrait busts on the windowsill just like in--