#feeling strange and peculiar

[aquarines]

losing "it" but have i ever truly had "it"

[anghraine]

I love Austen's novels, obviously, but I do find the kind of worshipful, defensive takes from the fandom and some academia really frustrating. Yes, there are some really obnoxious Austen anti-fans and there are some bad faith or short-sighted or just extremely flawed criticisms. But.

There's quite a bit in Austen that I find bizarre and unexpected, even accounting for the differences of time and culture. It's uncomfortable in a way that I mostly find interesting. And I think some parts of fandom are in such a rush to defend her honor or stature that the fascinating oddities in her work—especially her work outside of P&P—get sanded down in the discourse around her.

Sometimes it's just like ... #keepaustenweird, you know? It's okay for the canon pairing or random asides or whatever to be genuinely strange.

[peridyke]

I think this did something to me

[sweetdreamstilsunbeamsfindyou]

y’all ever read a fanfic so weird you have to pause and take a minute to question every choice you’ve ever made in your life that brought you to this moment

[feline-evil]

Dethvanity is really funny to me conceptually as an episode because you can see how little they had to make the characters insecure about for the bit. They swing for obvious lowblow choices with Pickle' baldness and Nathan's weight and even those require some suspension of disbelief because ok. Sure. Nathan '(said extremely proudly) never skipped a meal in my life!' Explosion is insecure about being a big man now. Nathan *guy who everyone thinks is smoking hot 99% of the time* Explosion is a tiny bit larger than usual and is insecure about it now. Lol. Lmao even.

But anyway then we hit Skwisgaar and Toki and there's like NOTHING to swing for, you can see them going uhhh ok Skwis doesn't sleep he probably drinks a lot of coffee, and Toki? Shit, what does Toki have to be insecure about with his looks. He's perfect, he's adorable, he's ripped. Um. FUCK IT, HE'S DOING NOTHING BUT EATING LEMONS. WE GOT NOTHING, WE GOT NOTHING, JUST GIVE THE BOY CITRUS FRUITS.

WOE 🍋 BE UPON YE

I'm sure i could make some smarter points about the attempts at applying vanity in this ep and how outside of this and a few other moments i do actually like that the show rarely takes pot shots at things like Nathan's weight, but you see Nathan has shirtless scenes in this one and so my intelligence is impeded when all the blood rushes out of my head and into my-

[cocrante]

Today I stopped to reflect about Nico's origins, on the fact that regardless of how you look at it, he's an immigrant in America. He was born in Italy like his sister, but they later moved.

This got me thinking about a rather weighty theme, wondering if others have ever thought about or written anything on it – namely, how Nico, once he discovered his identity, began to perceive things, and perhaps how people outside of the C.H.B., where - among many exceptions - it's a safe place, perceived him.

This intrigues and piques my curiosity a bit ~~ but I'm not sure if I'll really have time to dedicate to it. At the moment it's a nice idea, and if someone has already written something, I'd love to read it ♡

[heich0e]

i always get a tummy ache after i post a fic but the moment someone reblogs it with commentary in the tags i'm cured haha isn't that weird

[for-the-sake-of-color]

Goodbye from the 398th Ordinance Corps Sprig! [x]

Welcome to the 218th Urban Crisis Response Sprig! [x]

It turns out being in a Diffuser squad on loan to the 'Experts in everything that goes Boom' Corps may not be quite the best fit for Specialist 'Greatest fear is being Vaporized' Sprig, so on the request of his new Captain, Jet, he transfers out of the 398th Ordinance Corps (Helix and the 398th belong to @fives-girlfriend) to 218th Urban Crisis Response, or 'Glorified Port Security' uhh which generally encounters explosives closer to dynamite than proton bombs.

Captain Helix could probably agree there are worse ways to lose a soldier than a unit transfer; Although when he see's where Sprigs going.... well he wont be able to say it's worse than most alternatives but he can certainly question the Specialist's judgement, because Crisis Company certainly know how to make first impressions. Sprig's just happy to get the hell out of there, no offense, Sir.

Looks like Torch's 'I'm a little silly little guy, you wouldn't hit a silly little guy?' routine did not quite pan out this time

[mango-mya]

I need to study his behavior like a lab rat. Why does he do that (affectionate)

[invinciblerodent]

Oh, this Guardian introduction scene is a lot more impactful and confusing if they look like someone your character has very strong ties to, but never wants to see again, than if it's a random hot buff tiefling lady.

So... for this run I made them look like Herric, Iona's "ex"-husband. (I mean, technically they're still married, kind of. I suppose if you mutually try to kill one another with fire and an axe respectively, and then flee into the wilderness not knowing if he's dead or alive but at the same time not even caring and just starting to use your maiden name without a secodn thought, that oughta count as something of a divorce.)

This person, he wears the scar she gave him that last time, that shining burn that stretches and twists across his face... the last image that she ever saw of him as she fled into the woods. That fury, and pain, and murderous intent had etched itself into her memory, to the point that on the rare occasions she is forced to recall his face, this is what she sees: bubbled, gnarled flesh, either raw and gleaming as if it had been polished, or healed over with new skin to take its place, as it would be by now, and a once-handsome face, now distorted in contempt.

This person... they're his spitting image, but they are a stranger nonetheless. She had known Herric practically her whole life, lived with him, shared his bed for over half of it, and their voice, their movements... they're all wrong. They (he?) wear Herric's face, but they seem to have none of his ignorance, his temper, his virulent hatred of all that is magical, arcane... indeed, they chuckle at her immediate hostility, offer her kindness, don't look at her with disgust, desire, or dread, and they command great magics that leave her equal parts awed and terrified.

She doesn't trust a single word out of this creature's mouth. She doesn't want, or doesn't want to need his help. She doesn't want to think about his words, or how he may or may not be the reason she's not a monster yet.

... And talking to Astarion in the morning about these things, it also leaves her with mixed feelings. Sure, to be called an "utter drip" who "hates good news" and to be asked if she has some sort of condition forcing her to "spoil his fun" does make it all feel a bit less daunting and more ridiculous, it kind of clears her head, and his theatrical bristling that makes him seem almost like he's a big, wet bird puffing his feathers makes it difficult not to smile, but... she can't tell him why exactly this has her so shaken. They're not at that level yet, if they're ever going to be.

At this point, they're not exactly "please console me and let me feel safe when my past unearths itself from its grave like some sort of grotesque zombie and comes back to haunt me" type of a thing, they're more of a "let's fuck in the woods and tell each other heavily abbreviated stories about ourselves that more or less omit all the parts that would paint us in less favorable lights" thing.

Honestly, she kind of hates that in this fragile state, she finds herself wanting not only his touch, or a cordial conversation, but his comfort, too.

(In due time, that.)

[mirrorofliterature]

okay, brief theft lesson:

robbery = theft + assault

burglary = trespass + intent to steal (amongst other intents).

if something has been stolen from your house when you were gone, you have been burgled, not robbed.

this distinction is going to bother me for the rest of my life

[alebrijediscordico]

*thinks abt wings* *thinks abt wings* *thinks abt wings* *thinks abt wings* *thinks abt wings* *thinks abt wings* *thinks abt wings* *thinks abt wings* *thinks abt wings* *thinks abt wi-

[timehascomeagain]

working 9 hours on sunday. Death and pain and destruction actually

[readymades2002]

i am very cagey about my interests and feel foolish when talking about things i care about but i do try to pay attention to what other people are into and i don't know if its a mixture of other people knowing how to like things normally or my shyness but i do sometimes wish people would make an effort to get to know what i care about. though of course that would also end in tragedy as soon as they ask and i go well let me explain to you in agonizing details my thoughts on postmodernism in pro wrestling, the strange influence of hyperpop on kpop and why it doesn't work that well, the clone hero community, and the entirety of the super show and how the soundtrack's use of motifs from bats albums is genuinely very affecting and smart from time to time. and things of that manner

[sheyearns]

Tag dump.

[faeiapalette]

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