UP HERE IN THIS GARDEN IT WON'T MATTER WHO YOUR PARENTS WERE; I'LL MAKE YOU WORK UNTIL YOU SWEAT BLOOD AND PLEAD FOR MERCY. I'LL TRASH YOU UNTIL YOU INVENT NEW GODS TO PRAY TO. THE ONLY THING THIS GARDEN RESPECTS IS CONCENTRATION.
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Floriana floating around in my mind frivolous indulgence for me only Friday…
(Floriana playlist: For when you’re sleeping and dreaming about that small conversation you had with a friend, and wondering if you could’ve worded things better, or could’ve said more-> https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6QDWo5l0ZQqHeXDRxbApFg?si=OOBP2_bPTnie-XOiHW7LxA )

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This is kind of the thesis statement of this game- "we build on what came before and forget the past"- and I'm loving how they're mixing the psychological and historical sides of it together here!
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forgot to say that drinking the Serpent is absolutely miserable even if it doesn't kill you. that's exactly what corporate life is like. to me
caught up with Scott Lynch's excellent The Bottled Serpent short story. the plot is , there's an alchemical liquor that is functionally a poison in the fact that drinking it will kill you, but since it's alchemy no one is sure if it kills you after one cup, or three, or whatever. it is theoretically possible to survive drinking the whole bottle. thus people bet on it
every day I show up at work and pledge to drink a whole bottle of the Serpent (engage in some office fuckery) hoping that it kills me (dismissal) and yet I live on. the Serpent does not want me. my wagers grow. my team cheers me on. the fucking liquor will never release me
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caught up with Scott Lynch's excellent The Bottled Serpent short story. the plot is , there's an alchemical liquor that is functionally a poison in the fact that drinking it will kill you, but since it's alchemy no one is sure if it kills you after one cup, or three, or whatever. it is theoretically possible to survive drinking the whole bottle. thus people bet on it
every day I show up at work and pledge to drink a whole bottle of the Serpent (engage in some office fuckery) hoping that it kills me (dismissal) and yet I live on. the Serpent does not want me. my wagers grow. my team cheers me on. the fucking liquor will never release me
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You should get an AO3 account
With the rise of AI and the well known epidemic of AI companies scraping Ao3 for training data most authors on Ao3 have locked down their fics to logged in users only. This is unfortunate for authors and readers. As an author I've noticed a steep drop in readership on fics restricted to logged in users and when recommending fics to my friends I've noticed that the folks without an account can't find the fics. The logged in users only toggle, not only keeps people without an account from reading a fic, but also from seeing its listing at all. More than 50% of fics I come across have this setting turned on. So, you should get an AO3 account. I know this seems daunting and unfair because it's an invite only system but, you can invite yourself through the homepage if you don't already have one, and in the past few years I've never heard of someone who requested an invitation through this method, not getting one. And for those of you who are hesitant because you don't write, that's okay. It's not weird at all to click on a commenter username and find that they have 0 works and 10,000 bookmarks. It might take a week for the invitation to actually show up, but I can almost guarantee you will get one, just keep an eye on your email. It's free to join and donations are optional. You'll have more to read if you have an account and maybe give your favorite author the chance to protect their work from AI without a loss of readership and feedback.
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And in these next 50 years you will eat so many delicious meals, laugh so many times with so many people you love, shout and scream and sing and cry and smile so hard your face hurts. And you will see such beautiful sunsets and feel fresh cold air on your face and feel warm and safe wrapped up in your favourite winter coat.
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Reverse Mulan about a young man who disguises himself as a noblewoman and has to learn how to do passive-agressive politicking at dinner parties.
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it's a well-known secret among time travelers that you can just do whatever you want to genghis khan and it won't affect history at all. just last week i visited late 12th century mongolia to do a Hot Ones-style interview with him and someone had already given him a PBR baseball cap and a steam deck- the butterfly effect has that name for a reason but temüjin's destiny is just so firmly rooted that no amount of interference could possibly change it. dude absolutely kills it at Crypt of the Necrodancer
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I need several hours of Quiet Time each day or i become the worst person alive
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overhearing my neighbor rant on the phone top of his lungs and his friend is saying something in calm voice and he goes NO. NO NUANCE. STOP SAYING NUANCE. MY BOSS NEEDS TO DIE
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do some actual journalist work you’re no better than a knave
i got your journalism right here ass hole
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There’s always something on Reddit
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