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The Seal and the Ravens
Chapter One: Daiyu Daiyu travels home after another winter in Iarannor.
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“What are you smiling about?”
Daiyu turned to see Orion standing by the railing, slouching back as the captain called anchors aweigh. He was dressed in his usual tunic in forest green, his dark, tight curls neatly trimmed. Daiyu often thought he looked much older than her, given his tall frame and muscular build. But other times he looked younger, too. His eyes were a dark brown like hers, wide and open, his deep skin smooth and his smile broad. Sometimes he seemed almost childlike to her, even after all the years she had known him.
“Nothing, Orion,” she said, a slight stagger in her step as the wind picked up in the sails. “Just thinking. Looking forward to getting home?”
“Of course. I love Iarannor, I love the bustle of it, but home is different. It feels different.”
As they sailed from the harbours of Port Vara and out into the open sea, Daiyu understood exactly what he meant. The shift from the sounds of town to simply the gush of waves, the whisper of wind and the cries of gulls – there was nothing like it. She stood on the starboard side of the deck, as she always did, and peered out into the water.
“What are you looking for?” Orion asked, leaning with her, elbows resting on the railing.
“I’m looking for my seal,” Daiyu said, eyes trained on the water. They were a bit early, perhaps, possibly not far out enough. But it wasn’t always the same spot, not exactly the same. Just always on the starboard side.
“Your seal?” Orion quirked a brow, before his expression shifted and he smiled, rolling his eyes. “Ah, yes. Of course. How do you know it’s the same seal? They’re all over these waters.”
“Oh, well, I suppose I don’t know for certain. It’s just a feeling. But I think it is the same one. She always comes by to say hello.”
“And how do you know it’s a female? They all look the same.”
“Again, just a feeling.” That, Daiyu couldn't quote explain. It made enough sense that it might be the same seal, fascinated by the same boat. Animals had pattern to their behaviour, of course, just like people did. But she didn’t know what it was about their ship that captured the creature’s interest.
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About ten, fifteen years ago I wrote a story about a guy living in a Capitalist dystopia. His walls, furniture, and tableware are all covered in smart displays. Basically animated wallpaper. It's sold as being able to turn your room or objects into anything - A nice forest view, outer space, a fantasy realm... but the companies that run this stuff keep sneaking ads in.
It gets so bad he's always being woken up by adverts that offer insomnia cures and better bedding that play when he tries to sleep.
So he buys the ad-free tier, and it's great... for a few months. And then he starts getting adverts from 'premium partners'. So he goes up a level... and the same thing happens.
So he jailbreaks his wallpaper and sends all the ad servers to 0.0.0.0 and voila... he can sleep.
Until this SWAT team blows his door off and drag him off to jail. The Ad companies are suing him for loss of revenue for the products he' notionally have bought if he'd watched their adverts, based on some weird 'The average consumer buys X products with an average value of Y' calculation.
The judge is like 'well I dun wanna annoy the sponsors' so he RICO's this guy's house and possessions and sends him to jail.
... which is a nice relaxed non-volent offender jail for the corporately disenfranchised. But because these people have no money... there's no ads and now he's happy because the only place he's free... is in prison.
Which at the time was a bit much and now it's like: Called it.
Elon's suing companies for not advertising because he's losing revenue. He's also cranking the price of Ad Free Twitter. Disney and Amazon play adverts on their paid service when services used to be free because of the adverts... and now you have to pay to watch the adverts or go up a couple of tiers.
And google's going around freaking out about ad-blockers.
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occasionally I am struck dumb by the sublime beauty of the world in the small moments, you know?
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male gaze is not 'when person look sexy' or 'when misogynist make film'
death of the author is not 'miku wrote this'
I don't think you have to read either essay to grasp the basic concepts
death of the author means that once a work is complete, what the author believes it to mean is irrelevant to critical analysis of what's in the text. it means when analysing the meaning of a text you prioritise reader interpretation above author intention, and that an interpretation can hold valid meaning even if it's utterly unintentional on the part of the person who created the thing. it doesn't mean 'i can ignore that the person who made this is a bigot' - it may in fact often mean 'this piece of art holds a lot of bigoted meanings that the author probably wasn't intentionally trying to convey but did anyway, and it's worth addressing that on its own terms regardless of whether the author recognises it's there.' it's important to understand because most artists are not consciously and vocally aware of all the possible meanings of their art, and because art is communal and interpretive. and because what somebody thinks they mean, what you think somebody means, and what a text is saying to you are three entirely different things and it's important to be able to tell the difference.
male gaze is a cinematographic theory on how films construct subjectivity (ie who you identify with and who you look at). it argues that film language assumes that the watcher is a (cis straight white hegemonically normative) man, and treats men as relatable subjects and women as unknowable objects - men as people with interior lives and women as things to be looked at or interacted with but not related to. this includes sexual objectification and voyeurism, but it doesn't mean 'finding a lady sexy' or 'looking with a sexual lens', it means the ways in which visual languages strip women of interiority and encourage us to understand only men as relatable people. it's important to understand this because not all related gaze theories are sexual in nature and if you can't get a grip on male gaze beyond 'sexual imagery', you're really going to struggle with concepts of white or abled or cis subjectivities.
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god I could be so wealthy if I had no ethics. that's so fucking frustrating. I'm living paycheck to paycheck because I'm not grifting vulnerable idiots on TikTok. I feel like I have the ability to very easily scam people. I could make a killing with AI. but god. I have morals and ethics and so I get to be poor as shit. I hate this fucking world
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The Seal and the Ravens
Chapter One: Daiyu Daiyu travels home after another winter in Iarannor.
Excerpt below the cut!
“What are you smiling about?”
Daiyu turned to see Orion standing by the railing, slouching back as the captain called anchors aweigh. He was dressed in his usual tunic in forest green, his dark, tight curls neatly trimmed. Daiyu often thought he looked much older than her, given his tall frame and muscular build. But other times he looked younger, too. His eyes were a dark brown like hers, wide and open, his deep skin smooth and his smile broad. Sometimes he seemed almost childlike to her, even after all the years she had known him.
“Nothing, Orion,” she said, a slight stagger in her step as the wind picked up in the sails. “Just thinking. Looking forward to getting home?”
“Of course. I love Iarannor, I love the bustle of it, but home is different. It feels different.”
As they sailed from the harbours of Port Vara and out into the open sea, Daiyu understood exactly what he meant. The shift from the sounds of town to simply the gush of waves, the whisper of wind and the cries of gulls – there was nothing like it. She stood on the starboard side of the deck, as she always did, and peered out into the water.
“What are you looking for?” Orion asked, leaning with her, elbows resting on the railing.
“I’m looking for my seal,” Daiyu said, eyes trained on the water. They were a bit early, perhaps, possibly not far out enough. But it wasn’t always the same spot, not exactly the same. Just always on the starboard side.
“Your seal?” Orion quirked a brow, before his expression shifted and he smiled, rolling his eyes. “Ah, yes. Of course. How do you know it’s the same seal? They’re all over these waters.”
“Oh, well, I suppose I don’t know for certain. It’s just a feeling. But I think it is the same one. She always comes by to say hello.”
“And how do you know it’s a female? They all look the same.”
“Again, just a feeling.” That, Daiyu couldn't quote explain. It made enough sense that it might be the same seal, fascinated by the same boat. Animals had pattern to their behaviour, of course, just like people did. But she didn’t know what it was about their ship that captured the creature’s interest.
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affirmation: nobody is going to shoot me for being awkward
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"I support women's rights and women's wrongs" except I'm talking about Klaus Mikaelson and Marcel Gerard
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Literally one letter off 😭😭😭
GAME IDEA REBLOG THIS AND TRY TYPING YOUR URL EYES CLOSED
VD&diydgbyt-buh
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The Seal and the Ravens
Chapter One: Daiyu Daiyu travels home after another winter in Iarannor.
Excerpt below the cut!
“What are you smiling about?”
Daiyu turned to see Orion standing by the railing, slouching back as the captain called anchors aweigh. He was dressed in his usual tunic in forest green, his dark, tight curls neatly trimmed. Daiyu often thought he looked much older than her, given his tall frame and muscular build. But other times he looked younger, too. His eyes were a dark brown like hers, wide and open, his deep skin smooth and his smile broad. Sometimes he seemed almost childlike to her, even after all the years she had known him.
“Nothing, Orion,” she said, a slight stagger in her step as the wind picked up in the sails. “Just thinking. Looking forward to getting home?”
“Of course. I love Iarannor, I love the bustle of it, but home is different. It feels different.”
As they sailed from the harbours of Port Vara and out into the open sea, Daiyu understood exactly what he meant. The shift from the sounds of town to simply the gush of waves, the whisper of wind and the cries of gulls – there was nothing like it. She stood on the starboard side of the deck, as she always did, and peered out into the water.
“What are you looking for?” Orion asked, leaning with her, elbows resting on the railing.
“I’m looking for my seal,” Daiyu said, eyes trained on the water. They were a bit early, perhaps, possibly not far out enough. But it wasn’t always the same spot, not exactly the same. Just always on the starboard side.
“Your seal?” Orion quirked a brow, before his expression shifted and he smiled, rolling his eyes. “Ah, yes. Of course. How do you know it’s the same seal? They’re all over these waters.”
“Oh, well, I suppose I don’t know for certain. It’s just a feeling. But I think it is the same one. She always comes by to say hello.”
“And how do you know it’s a female? They all look the same.”
“Again, just a feeling.” That, Daiyu couldn't quote explain. It made enough sense that it might be the same seal, fascinated by the same boat. Animals had pattern to their behaviour, of course, just like people did. But she didn’t know what it was about their ship that captured the creature’s interest.
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