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When people mention a trope that they really love, I would really love if they'd give examples! Where did you see/read this?! I want to share your experience! I don't care if it's books, movies, tv series, fanfic, blogs.... just give me your favourite examples!
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i had a dream that there was like a revival of the man vs bear debate but instead it was "would you rather be alone in a woman's bathroom with a random trans woman or jk rowling?" and everyone picked the trans woman and jkr crashed out on twitter because of it
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Beckett Fowl you are everything to me
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pro-tip: don't ever use the sentence "thousands of years" in your worldbuilding unless you really know what a thousand years is like
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Thanks for putting me second, my firstborn. I love you too.
It’s Mother’s Day in the US and I wanted to send out a special Happy Mother’s Day to the fandom moms.
The moms who hide away in the bathroom for an extra minute or two to finish the latest chapter of the fic they’re reading while their kids shout for them from another room.
The moms who spend way too much time on a website where the median age is far younger than they are.
The moms who think before adding emojis to their posts lest they show their age or, god forbid, be considered cringe.
The moms who stay up late creating fanart/fan fiction/metas/gifs/memes/reblogs etc.
The moms who bring character traits of their kids into their OCs because it’s impossible not to.
And to the childless moms who have breathed life into characters who have basically become their children, because that’s as valid as any other type of birth.
Here’s to all us fandom moms, holding onto something that brings us joy when so much of life (partners, careers, children) pulls us away from it. Because it’s hard to keep your identity when you’re in the throes of raising humans. So cheers to you. May you find a quiet moment today to do something you love.
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Esmerelda Weatherwax is literature's greatest Witch. And it is not even a little close.
What other Witch could so shrewdly bend the very story she was in to her will? To take the tropes and clichés and to weaponize them against those who were wrong in defense of those who could not defend themselves?
What other Witch, when faced with the Good Fairy Godmother, would rip the story from her very fingers and set things to right?
What other Witch, under vampiric assault, could turn the famous bite around and, instead of becoming a vampire herself, through force of sheer will Weatherwax the vampire? What does that even mean?
What other Witch could give a child a gift so powerful it would override narrative convention and let the long lost prince refuse to take his rightful crown in favor of pursuing his dreams?
Indeed, what other Witch would resist the crown when it fell into her lap?
There have been untold millions of Witches in literature, but not a one of them could sit demurely at a social gathering, doing absolutely nothing, and drive everyone around her to near insanity through sheer nervousness?
No one else could be so proficient at both Magic and People that she would barely need or want to use the former because of how effective and predictable the latter could be.
And all of this, ALL of this, while going against her own narrative nature as 'The Bad Witch'. To resist your own role in the story so completely that you transcend expectations and settle into legend as one of the ultimate forces of righteousness on the Disc? That requires more power, more cunning, and more skill than any, every other Witch. Combined.
And she did it by knowing people. By watching them and knowing things and by understanding, better than their own mothers, how to talk to everyone and precisely pass along knowledge. How to command respect, even if they don't like you very much. How to be indispensable, while dispensing with the pleasantries.
She didn't do it alone, but she wouldn't admit that within earshot of Gytha or any of her numerous brood (So, she would never admit it). She benefitted by her associations with Nanny Ogg, with Magrat, with Agnes, with Tiffany, with Ridcully (allegedly), and even with Death.
Who else would earn time for her candle to flicker in the wind, and a warning by the Grim Reaper himself, for the right she had done in the world.
Right. Not good. Not nice. Right.
She was the vessel Pratchett poured his every indignant thought at the inherent injustice in the world into, and she brandished those white hot notions against every part of the stories that tried to make her into something she did not want to be.
Esmerelda Weatherwax is literature's greatest Witch. What more could possibly be said?
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Ah yes but where do the strings actually connect to? Worms be on the string, but string goes where?
Where do the strings go? They lead to where a worm will go, that's where!
The stringless ones see where they go, but no true answers will be had.
AU Masterpost
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I hate the sound of babies crying, but I can't hate a baby. They've been here for like five minutes and approach this situation with an unhesitant attitude of "my needs are unmet and I am going to make it everybody's problem", and I respect that.
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I think it's really funny that reading the discworld witch books (at least the ones that are Weatherwax+Ogg+Magrat), Granny immediately seems like the scariest one by far. She seems like a terrifying force of nature accompanied by a jovial old grandma and an insecure young woman. But as the series progress, the times when Granny holds back and Nanny and Magrat jovially engage in brutal physical violence add up. Now I'm not saying you *shouldn't* be scared of Granny, I'm just saying that she has a rather strong conscience in her way, whereas Magrat and Nanny will both sucker punch you, kick you between the legs and happily step over your groaning body. Granny is to be feared, but Nanny doesn't fight fair and Magrat will kill a motherfucker. Terry Pratchett really knew how to write female characters.
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Microsoft Office, like many companies in recent months, has slyly turned on an “opt-out” feature that scrapes your Word and Excel documents to train its internal AI systems. This setting is turned on by default, and you have to manually uncheck a box in order to opt out.
If you are a writer who uses MS Word to write any proprietary content (blog posts, novels, or any work you intend to protect with copyright and/or sell), you’re going to want to turn this feature off immediately.How to Turn off Word’s AI Access To Your Content
I won’t beat around the bush. Microsoft Office doesn’t make it easy to opt out of this new AI privacy agreement, as the feature is hidden through a series of popup menus in your settings:On a Windows computer, follow these steps to turn off “Connected Experiences”:
File > Options > Trust Center > Trust Center Settings > Privacy Options > Privacy Settings > Optional Connected Experiences > Uncheck box: “Turn on optional connected experiences”
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Just wanted to tell you that I saw you blog name:
Terrible In Bed - Insomniac asexual
And it made me laugh XD
Have a great day <3
That's the idea! :)
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If you're reading this you need to tell me the name of your favorite black character NOW‼️
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Gaming Dice.
I learned a lot about edges and light and color relationships here.
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good omens characters I would trust with my car (if I had one)
Who I would let borrow my car:
Crowley. That demon would take care of my car - I'm talking pristine seats, clean glovebox, the shiniest it's ever been. He would claim that he wasn't doing it to be nice (he's not nice) and complain about how dirty it was before but we all know the truth. All my CD's would probably be mysteriously replaced with Queen (if he has to listen to it all time, so does everybody else.) There would be 17 parking tickets in 5 different languages on the dash. When you get the car back you realise that you gave it to him with a nearly empty tank but for some reason he didn't seem to refill it? And it worked perfectly fine???
Aziraphale. Look we both know when I get it back it'll be bright yellow and probably look like it's off a 60s sitcom but I mean look at his FACE is that the kind of face you could say no to? Yeah, I don't think so. He would be all "pretty please could I borrow your beautiful car" and the keys would be his. I don't blame Crowley for letting him drive the Bentley I would also forfeit all my mortal possessions to this angel.
Anathema. She wouldn't ask she'd just grab my keys and be like "I'll be back at 6:02" and who am I to question it? it would be 6:02 exactly and the car would turn up in my driveway covered in dirt. where did all the dirt come from??? I don't think I want to know. There would be a sticky note on the dashboard with a cryptic prophecy involving an elaborate generation-long ruse and today's wordle answer. would I let her borrow it again? probably.
Who I would not let borrow my car:
Newton Pulsifer. This man would remain my car words that haven't even been invented yet. He would've used my number plate to sign up for a Spanish inquisition fanclub. Heaven forbid that I have a Bluetooth speaker inside (it would turn into a green tooth speaker or something) It would end up in a ditch in the neighbour's cornfield. He would offer me toast as an apology.
Sergeant Shadwell. Let's just say he uses the buses for a reason.
Archangel Gabriel. My radio would exclusively play bible stations from now on. The car would glow pure white and float above the ground. He would get pulled over for going 3km on the motorway. His driver's license would say 'human Gabriel who's a completely normal human being. profession: definitely not archangel of heaven. (that'll fool 'em guys) age: human. He would sit and watch the windscreen wipers go back and forward for 5 hours like a cat.
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Driving at the speed limit, sober, in my insured and roadworthy car, on my way to a perfectly conventional job... rocking out to Judas Priest's Breaking The Law. Dying inside.
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this is insaaaane, our brains are so fucking weird
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