the ai’s voice at the beginning of chapter 56 of this inevitable ruin fuuuuuck

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the ai’s voice at the beginning of chapter 56 of this inevitable ruin fuuuuuck
listening to tir on the train and carl just melt milk so i am crying all over myself on the train
The loumand failmarriage only gets more insane with every reveal I'm actually obsessed with it. Like basically Louis was a kind of shitty boyfriend to Armand (wouldn't commit to being his companion, was still hung up on his ex who he killed and who he was hallucinating the whole time they were dating) and Armand responded to this proportionally by colluding with his coven to have him and his daughter and his daughter's girlfriend publicly executed, and he spent ages making all the fun little projector animations for it and probably had a whole mock trial aesthetic moodboard and everything. And then Louis' ex who ISN'T dead teams up with his ex to get revenge on his other ex who tried to kill him, but he changes his mind halfway through the trial and makes sure Louis survives, and both him and Louis get turbo trauma by seeing their daughter killed horribly in front of them. Then Louis is mad at BOTH of them, because he thinks Lestat is why Claudia got killed, and because he thinks Armand just stood by and let the trial happen, but he can't just be single because he's got turbo grief and also the best revenge on Lestat is fucking Lestat's ex, so they get married and IMMEDIATELY fucking hate each other. Louis never loved Armand as much as he loved Lestat and was mostly only with him out of spite and grief. Armand is trapped in this insane lie that could fall apart at any moment; he chose his coven over Louis but then Louis fucking killed them all so he's stuck with Louis. And of course they're both miserable, and so Louis immediately starts fucking (and killing) other men - nearly 200 by the time he meets Daniel Molloy. And Armand initially takes out his repressed anger about this on Louis' new toy but then it turns out, huh, maybe this toy is actually kind of compelling? So whenever Louis cheats on him he goes and stalks Daniel Molloy for enrichment, and now they're BOTH in love with someone else while still pretending they're in love. And then that beaten up chew toy that keeps fucking up his life and fucking dubious twinks in cars is old and about to die so Louis invites him over to tell him his life's story/kill him finally/turn him?/sabotage his marriage for him, and Armand does sexy servant roleplay, and Louis offers to turn Daniel/have sex with him right in front of Armand who is deeply in love with him, and Armand tries to gaslight him back and puts the Steins in with his photographs. And then it turns out that shitty old man is actually a decent journalist and the marriage unravels and they're both FREE but this is very much not actually good for either of them or for society at large!
Oh and during ALL OF THIS they were fucking like crazy doing extremely not sane and safe BDSM.
"kung pow penis," a phrase commonly used in reblogs to indicate utter disdain for OP, has twelve letters, each of which (traditionally) must be supplied by a different user. the unanimity of disdain indicated by these twelve unrelated users has strong parallels to the requirement of unanimity for a jury—also traditionally of twelve—to arrive at a verdict. in this essay i will
"I'm not posting S and you can't make me!"
so cool how advanced the algorithm has become, it literally only takes like a decade or more of spying on all my internet activity and then it can expertly curate a selection of 15-20 youtube videos that i don't really want to watch, and then keep showing me those videos over and over again for a week so i can scroll past them again. the future is now
Hinchcliffe: (...) He did that Max thing that we've come to know him capable of doing. By getting in front of the Ferraris by keeping them behind him which was incredible when he lost out to Lewis in the pit cycle with the undercut to actually get that move done on track and then keep him behind again. That was a remarkable drive and you could tell it took a lot out of him. That was not an easy day.
Clarkson: What did you make of that move on Hamilton?
Hinchcliffe: (...) it was just so beautifully done. It was completely controlled. No lock up. I mean, it was incredible. And that's against Hamilton who had been dominant on the brakes, the big brake zones here this weekend in turn 1 and turn 12. That's where he was making up a majority of his lap time. So against the strongest guy on the brakes this weekend, he pulled off that move in a car that you can't argue was in the same league as the Ferrari.
Clarkson: Tell me more about the Max factor, right? Is it just consistency or is there more to it than that? Is it an ability to read the race better than the people around you on the racetrack?
Hinchcliffe: It's an ability to read the race. It's a situational awareness. It's an ability to adapt to the car. He came on the radio on lap 5 or something and said, "I think the damping's gone. Like I think the dampers are broken." And he just drives through it. Like whatever was wrong with the car, he finds a way to drive around it. It's a very difficult skill for a driver. You know, it's one that people talk about, oh yeah, this so and so driver is very good at, if it's got a bit of understeer, they can still drive it. A bit of oversteer, they can still drive it. You know, we know Max hates understeer, but when there's even just a more fundamental flaw with the car, he's still going to get everything and then some out of the package. And it's not something that you see. I think the consistency is in how he can do that, when the car is, especially when it's below average, how he's still able consistently to put it up further up the grid than it should be and finishing further in the races than it should.
Clarkson: And GP, his race engineer was glowing in his praise over the radio on the slowdown lap. And he's not like that after every podium, is he?
Hinchcliffe: It's like I said, I mean, when Max came to parc fermé, he was like legitimately happy to be there, which he never is unless he's winning. So, I think the whole team there, the– we've had a horrible weekend, right? both drivers spun in qualifying. Max has been complaining, like we said, upshifts, downshifts, areo balance, whatever. So, they were kind of just in a survival mode, it felt like, and then all of a sudden, they're in the fight for a podium spot.
Clarkson: 3 podiums in the last four races. So, when you look at on paper, you'd think, oh, Red Bull are making progress, but then you actually look at the gaps and you look at where they are relative to McLaren this weekend and then it doesn't tell the full story, does it?
Hinchcliffe: It's the fourth fastest car today and they finished second. Granted, Oscar had a problem, but he was still going to be on the podium. He was still going to be third. Wild, wilder thing with the fourth fastest car. They just outraced them.
saw an ad outside a local restaurant that said "have a star-crossed dinner this valentine's day"
do...do people not know being star-crossed is bad?
"come here and have a dinner that's cursed by fate"
everone in the replies going "no it isnt" and "ive never heard it used that way before" take a look around at what and who you are surrounding yourself with. ignorance is contagious, never just assume you know the actual literal meaning of anything, look it up
'A popular fanfic author stopped updating her fic because she said that the stress of being constantly falsely accused of using AI was a witch hunt and it was destroying her mental health to the extent that she needed to take a break from writing, leading to multiple online discussions defending her and debates about AI accusations and how You Can't Really Tell So Leave Her Alone, and then someone realised that there were Claude coding artefacts in her fics and that it was a super pervasive problem in that particular fandom, proven definitively by looking at the source coding of each work on AO3, and she denied it for a bit but then ultimately admitted that oopsie, she had been using genAI all along, and then she deleted all of her fics off AO3 and people got mad because they were being denied access to their favourite fics, even though they now knew definitively that they were genAI slop, and then it turned out that she'd actually stopped updating the fic on AO3 in the first place because she'd been shopping it around to agents and editors as an original work with the serial numbers filed off, and she'd been in conversations with a publisher which ultimately got dropped because she'd lied to them about her AI use' oh cool, so we're in Hell, then
Let me be clear: if you use AI to write fanfic, paticularly if you do so in the hopes of snapping up a tradpub deal off the basis of the popularity of your worthless slop, then you are an absolute grade A ding-dong, and may the vengeful spirits of our beloved Spirk Elders haunt you via the medium of perpetual papercuts forevermore.
I am unaware of who this is referring to and feel like a small fishing boat that just saw the dorsal fin of Leviathan off the starboard bow
That is so extremely valid, and truly I wish that I had not myself plunged into the depths and seen the truth of the Leviathan (a gigantic plastic fish effigy that's broken off a derelict Fish & Chip shop and washed into the Atlantic: a harbinger of doom in its own synthetic tongue)
So many lessons in fandom and life boil down to make your own works for love of the game, don't go looking for ways to be an asshole to people, don't lie when people ask you something that challenges you to be better, and don't fucking cheat.
media literacy includes understanding why a media product was made, to whom it's being sold, and the assumed preferences of its marketing demographic. narrative is not produced or sold in a vacuum.
you might be totally correct that your ship would be narratively satisfying. I don't know, I'm not watching your show. Whether your ship is likely to happen on the show is a whole different question to whether it's satisfying, because the show is being sold to Netflix or Amazon or the BBC, and they are purchasing a show they think they can market to a particular demographic and that demographic isn't you, the nightmarishly online tumblr user. The show is being made for marketability to a constructed average viewer. It is being funded with that audience in mind. This art is being made to commission, and commissioned art is art, but at some point you have to stop expecting the Church to commission a statue of Lucifer fucking St Michael. It might be narratively satisfying, but that's just not what they're paying for.
everyone who is not currently in the process of moving please pause and take a moment to be grateful that you're not currently in the process of moving
nah they've got to be trolling at this point 😠| via
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i think we should start openly mocking male creatives who can't figure out how to write women. like actually i think it's embarrassing that it took elliot page transitioning for christopher nolan to give him a good role. why did it take like ten years to get the first female lead in a marvel movie? why is it a Known Fact that stephen king can't write women? why is 50% of the population omitted from large ensemble works? i asked my friend to name a movie directed by a man with a majority female cast and he said ghostbusters 2016. ghostbusters. ghostbusters. g
Sometimes I read a fic and realize I never ever could've written anything like this. And I'm okay with that. I'm just absolutely amazed by what the author did. With nothing but words. In their free time.
i do in hindsight really love the concept of complaining about adaptational changes in a 3000 year old oral tradition of which there isn’t really a definitive version so much as a surviving one that is also the most adapted story of all time. my chud forebears in Roman Britain throwing rocks at a bard going nah nah nah the last one said some different other shit at that part you gotta do it again is a comforting image to me
Almost one thousand years ago a woman with my exact face and probably better bangs in rural Morgannwyg was defending to the whole village the latest iteration of the marchog gwyrdd where Gwalchmei ap Gwyar is called Gawain and gets a little gay with it even though it’s different than the tale we have earlier heard from a previous bard so that I can fight the same battle on letterboxd today. God bless complaining the worlds oldest activity
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Everyone loves a cycle aware Orpheus but what about a cycle aware Eurydice? Eurydice who tries her hardest to resist the hunger and the cold. Tries to convince Orpheus to just LOOK UP time and time again to no avail. Eurydice who KNOWS and still fails. She knows he’s gonna turn around. She knows they’re not gonna make it out of hell together. But she hopes. Every time she hopes that he loves her a little bit less than the last time. Hopes he won’t look back. But of course, Orpheus is still Orpheus. And he loves her more than anything.