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Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
marquis yan doesn't show up that often in nirvana in fire but pretty much all the bits he takes part in are just so good:
1) decides to guy fawkes the emperor on new years with absolutely no follow through plan or end goal other than killing him in the most dramatic way possible. just fuck this guy in particular yolo. and he was right to say so
2) when he shows up to rescue yujin from The Birthday Party Of Despair the marquis of ning is like you can't come in i have a handwritten plaque from the emperor that says no one is allowed to be mean to me :) and marquis yan just turns and looks at it in silent contempt and is like 'okay...anyway...' and keeps walking up the stairs while two small armies cower around him
3) the scene where mcs is like wanna join my big plot to put my bf on the throne and he's like this has zero personal benefit for me and will ruin my comfortable retirement but i really fucking hate the emperor so sign me up lol
4) when he stalls xia jiang during the prison break thing he waits until enough time has passed and then just gets up and is like fuck this fuck you i'm out and walks off immediately. the pure contempt rolling off him is inspiring. then he gets a heartwarming father&son moment to watch xia jiang run through the woods on foot because yujin stole the horses
5) in the running to be the only good dad in the show, which like, yes, he did neglect his son for 20+ years but he's trying now and the bar is really THAT low
6) in the hunting lodge siege when everyone is freaking out he's the one who takes control and is like listen bitches if the enemy comes through the door we are going to stab the shit out of them so everyone had better grow a pair real fast... this is mostly aimed at the emperor and also 100% gets things back under control
7) was the backup for reading the letter at the end which, okay i wouldn't change how it actually went down for anything, but man he would have enjoyed that so much. i bet they didn't even have to get halfway through asking him to be the backup before he was like fuck yes i want to ruin that man's birthday party so hard
10/10 i hope to one day give as few fucks as this man
it’s december 1 where’s the christmas tail kitten bring him to me
i have to do EVERYTHING around here
a guy shoots at me with a sniper rifle and I catch the bullet in my teeth and eat it, but he saw that coming and put poison in the bullet, but I saw that coming and drank an antidote ahead of time, but all those weird chemicals still give me a really bad kidney stone a few days later and I pass out from pain and crash my car into, by pure coincidence, the sniper
"You snooze you lose" anti nap propaganda, changing it to "you snooze yaaaaayyyyyy yippeeeee"
the fact that we only have “herculean task” and “sisyphean task” feels so limiting. so here’s a few more tasks for your repertoire
icarian task: when you have a task you know you’re going to fail at anyways, so why not have some fun with it before it all comes crashing down
cassandrean task: when you have to deal with people you KNOW won’t listen to you, despite having accurate information, and having to watch them fumble about when you told them the solution from the start (most often witnessed in customer service)
feel free to chime in i ran out of ideas much faster than i anticipated
Promethean task: opposite of a Cassandraean task. You have the right information, and SOMEONE has to share it. But it's all in the delivery and if you're the person to identify the problem you WILL be hated forever.
Oedipal Task: (1) Attempting to avoid an unspeakably awful outcome and in doing so creating the circumstances that will bring it about. (2) Trying to solve an problem and discovering that you are in fact the problem you are trying to solve.
Odyssean task: you’ll complete it but it’ll take 20 times longer than it should and involve multiple side quests and mini-adventures
Medean Task: Doing this is going to destroy you and what you love just as much as the person you're trying to destroy. Everyone is telling you this, and you already know this. But your "fuck that guy and what he thinks he can do to me" instinct is just that strong. Also admittedly you get an extremely badass exit when all's said and done.
when u look at 2017 and think “oh that’s only like 3 years ago” and it’s actually 12,000 years ago and everything is gone and everyone you know has been reduced to ash and the world is completely different
bowser reacting to mario’s tux vs bowser reacting to mario’s dress
Bowser respects gender non-conforming Mario even if he WASN’T INVITED
Dolphins doing cartwheels with an aquarium guest.
(via Ant.Giovanni)
I'm loving this new trend of people going to zoos and participating in animal enrichment. We use to observe large exotic animals for our entertainment, but the fact is that we are now trying to make ourselves equally as entertaining for them. It's interactive, completely parpicipatory and I would argue that eventually someone's gonna come up with something new enough that it expland ethologists understanding about how some animals think, problem solve, communicate and feel and I think its fantastic.
Human: play?
Aquatic creature from an entirely different branch of the animal tree: play!
my senior year lit teacher was a sick and twisted woman for making her entire class of gifted kids analyze this poem but it still bangs (my heart) (into a thousand tiny pieces) (ow)
—And we are the gifts Life leaves behind for Death to ponder over, converse with, or to pocket along the way. So, when the abyss stares at you. Smile back. :)
Anyways. That’s all for my own Halloween breadcrumbs for you to follow. 👻
Happy Haunting.
The thing about Aral and Cordelia is that their love is built first and foremost on respect. On admiration for who the other is as a person. They both got into this relationship thinking 'holy shit I am so lucky to be able to spend the rest of my life with someone this incredible' and that's what they did!!! They fought their way to each other through an invasion and a civil war and found ways to keep their love alive through the nightmare that is Barrayaran politics and the ideological conflicts of Betan and Barrayaran cultural differences and the struggle of raising two children that a good percentage of their friends/family/general population want dead (yes I'm counting Gregor he damn well counts, even if in a very different way from Miles). They have literally survived hell together. They did that. And they did it because they respect each other, and because they respect each other they trust each other. It's about love and adoration yes, but mostly it's about duty and dedication and that is almost the only place where Betan and Barrayaran ideals overlap and somehow they found that place and made a home in it.
In Barrayar when Cordelia wants to go save baby Miles and Aral says absolutely not and she looks him in the eye and says, "Is that 'Dear Captain' just a pet name for a pet, or did you mean it?" That moment is branded into my mind. Because Aral can't say anything to that, because he did mean it. Because Cordelia is everything he respects in a soldier, everything he himself wishes he could be, and the only thing he can tell her is that she is not expendable. She is not something he can lose because her existence is the only thing keeping him sane and it's not even because she's his wife and he loves her it's because the fact that she exists is a hope and a challenge and a promise for him. Cordelia exists. People like Cordelia exist. And so there is hope for people like Aral, who are so broken they don't know who they are anymore outside of the responsibilities of their name and station.
“The prince just fell in love with Cinderella because of her looks!”
Wrong. Okay, picture this–
So there’s the prince, okay? He’s like, smack dab in the center of the ballroom, and he is like, horrifically aware that this whole ball thing is a result of his dad falling into a panic about the royal lineage or whatever and he’s stuck listening to highborn girl after highborn girl, all lined up, introducing themselves like, “Oh yeah my family’s been a longtime supporter of the crown, and I think you’re cute, *cough* I’ve been told I have child-bearing hips *cough* Who said that? Anyway–” and Princey boy is just smiling through it, he has been the center of attention for entirely too long, he misses his emotional support horse, and is just internally like “Someone please kill me now.” And then… he sees her–This isn’t a love at first sight thing, this is a ‘what the hell is going on over there’ thing, because this girl has not gotten into the Debutante line for a solid 45 minutes.
She’s just at the hors d’oeuvres table going HAM on the prosciutto-wrapped asparagus, and like, she’s polite about it, she’s happy to move aside for other people grabbing punch and canapes (and she’s really so sweet with the wait staff, it’s kind of cute because they’re like… definitely not used to being acknowledged) but it’s like, “Damn girl, did you not eat today?” and then the prince is kind of stuck with the uncomfortable thought of ‘how many girls starved themselves to fit into a corset for this.’ And then the Prince realizes he’s missed the past 4 Debutante introductions because he’s watching Mystery girl hork down crab rangoons. So he’s like, “Excuse me” and manages to break free from the never-ending parade of girls who will hop on his dick for status.
And as he’s approaching Mystery Girl, it’s kind of hitting him that something’s not quite natural about her. Not fake, but not quite real. But at the same time this whole evening’s been just a whole circus of people acting fake as hell, so like, someone seeming a little off doesn’t seem bad, necessarily. And he sidles up to her like, “Hi,” and she’s like, “Oh–hey, have you tried the tapenade?” and she points to one of the plates, and at this point, he could hit her with the “You don’t know who I am, do you?” deal or the “Very funny, I see your play” deal, but at this point it occurs to him that, no, he hasn’t had anything to eat throughout this whole damn ball, partially because of being stuck in the debutante parade, partially because of nerves, and there’s something so disarming about the question that he grabs a crostini and she still seems so food-focused that it doesn’t seem possible that this is a play. So they both grab little plates and ditch the party.
She pretty much clears her plate in under two minutes and then has half of his plate, he’s cool with it, mostly he’s just absolutely fascinated listening to her.
See here’s the thing about Cinderella:
1. She doesn’t know he’s the prince. Like yeah, he’s been at the center of the room, but she’s kind of spent half the party eagerly looking around everywhere she’s allowed to go (”Have you seen rose garden? Have you seen the solarium??” further confirmation that she doesn’t know who she’s talking to) and the other half stuffing her face with food.
2. She assumes she’s never going to see anyone here tonight again, and no one recognizes her, so she has no filter.
So she’s just talking about whatever with this guy. He seems cool. She talks about her friends, who are rats. She makes little outfits for them. Sometimes they bring her little gifts. She is already the coolest person the prince has ever met because of this. She pretty much offhandedly talks about whatever is fucked up about the kingdom that would take his advisors two hours of hemming and hawing and watering down to address. She just says it like it’s nothing, just funky little things she’s observed, and again, she’s not aware that he’s the prince, but it’s still pretty damn bold to bring up at a literal royal ball.
She… seems to have the majority of graces that lots of girls from Respectable Families™ have, but there’s something strange about it, something simultaneously broken and hardened, like the way you can see where ice has thawed and re-frozen. Also the way she talks about her family, and the way she avoids talking about her family– is raising several red flags, not in the “Oh this is another person trying to take advantage of me” sense, but in the “Oh fuck, something’s gone really wrong and you need help” sense and also lowkey a ‘damn is she even getting fed?’ sense. But he can’t say, ‘Hey, that’s not fucking normal for people to say that to you or treat you that way. We need to get you out of there,’ without sounding crazy himself, so for now, he’s just going to chill, make sure she’s comfortable, and keep enjoying the evening. She’s somehow befriended like 4 of the waitstaff so they’re willing to cover for them while they disappear for a little bit, and they get plenty of time to talk, but eventually it hits her that she hasn’t danced yet and she’s like “Come on! I bet we can make the prince jealous!” and he just bursts out laughing at that like “hell yeah, let’s make the prince jealous. He’s a real asshole.” Like clearly she’s having a good time, so who is he to make it weird? So they head back to the ballroom and they dance. And our girl, Mystery Girl, Cinderella, while they’re dancing, becomes acutely aware that everyone is staring. That doesn’t seem quite right. Like, yeah she’s hot, she knows she’s hot, but at least a good third of the party should still be focused on the prince, right? Where is that guy, anyway?
Oh.
Oh wait.
Oh shit.
And Princey Boy actually picks up on her realization and they whisper argue for like 3 minutes. “Why didn’t you tell me?! Now I feel like a goddamn idiot!” “I dunno it was nice being treated like a normal person” “Well me treating you like a normal person makes me a goddamn felon or something did you consider that?!” “Hey–Hey–it’s cool–you’re cool–I think you’re amazing, and if anyone says shit about you, I can shut it down.” “Well I don’t like that! That’s fucked up!” “I agree. It is fucked up, but I believe in you, and I think you should have a chance, and I’m here to back you up. I know power is fucked up right now. I know. But are you cool with working with me to change that?” And our girl Cindy pauses on that for a couple seconds, because.. she’s just spent hours with this guy and like.. she knows he’s a good guy, she knows he means well, so she’s like, “I don’t know how long I can actually work with you.” and the prince is like “Look, I know your home situation is complicated right now, but I really think we can–”
And then the bell starts ringing.
It’s midnight.
And then she takes off in a panic, and our prince just met the coolest person ever, and like, he’s pretty sure whatever situation they’re headed back to is fucked up, and all he’s got going to find her is a shoe. A shoe.
Astrology is very popular — both Gallup and YouGov report that about 25% of Americans believe that the position of the stars and planets can
Astrology doesn't seem to work.
Some highlights:
Astrologers helped design the study
No one did better than random chance, even though they only included people in the study who are experienced with astrology and stated that they expect themselves to do better than random chance
They gave every astrologer a set of 50 things about a person and 5 birth charts to choose from. They weren’t even coming up with the chart themselves!
After taking the test, most thought they nailed it. Zero out of 152 did better than 5 out of 12. None nailed it
Astrologers who rated themselves highly experienced (“world class experts”) did the same or worse as those who said they have limited experience. Both performed the same as random chance
This is hilarious
That's got to be the funniest graph ever published in a paper
I think I’m stumbling into a queer platonic relationship with a straight guy? But I don't think he’s got the vocabulary or framework for it. 😅