#so formally written

[ribbononline]

frye fits i might as well share since i doubt ill do anything w em

[trans-cuchulainn]

i only recently learned that americans actually say "refrigerator" as standard. like, i saw it in books and stuff, but it always seemed formal and kind of old fashioned so i assumed it was just Book Language and didn't register it as an americanism. only recently found out youse are just... calling them that all the time. wild

[ariadne-mouse]

the usual

Shadowgast, Rated G, 573 words, prompt: late night takeout

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"We should perhaps take a break."

"We are getting somewhere, though." Caleb stood and cracked his back. A topographic map of papers, open books, and component jars was laid out on the floor before them.

"We are," Essek agreed. "But if we keep going, it will be several more hours before we pause a second time, and I may begin chewing on parchment to sustain myself."

As if on cue, Caleb's stomach gave a loud gurgle. He ruefully put his hands on his middle. "Ach, you've woken the beast. Well. I suppose you are right. Do you have food here, or should we go out?"

Essek straightened his robes and neatened his hair with an effortless wave of Prestidigitation. "The night is warm. Let us walk. I know a place." He twisted a ring on his finger and his image shimmered, though to Caleb - who wore a second, matching ring - he still looked like himself.

("You know it is an Empire tradition to marry with an exchange of rings," Caleb had teased him, accepting the plain copper band. Only a Detect Magic would reveal it as enchanted. Essek had looked a little embarrassed, but shrugged it away. "I only wish for you to see me as I am. You don't have to take it." And Caleb, warmed, had put the ring directly on his finger and it had been there ever since.)

Caleb followed Essek through the streets of Nicodranas, which were not vacant even at this late hour, but peaceful and welcoming by the presence of others strolling by to enjoy the balmy air and the stars.

After twenty minutes of walking in companionable silence, they came to a storefront whose cheerful interior made it appear as a lantern in the dark. Steam and smoke fled the chimneys on the roof, and the clank of pots and pans and the murmur of people's voices from within broke the spell of nocturnal calm that wrapped around the rest of the city.

"The usual, please," Essek said to an attendant who opened a side window, releasing a billow of air fragrant with herbs and spices. "And... your special for today."

Twenty minutes more, and they were sat on a wooden bench nearby with cheap clay pots in hand, heavy with broth, vegetables, fresh seafood, and translucent rice noodles.

"Your usual," Caleb teased.

Essek raised his eyebrows and did not reply, as he was busy transferring a cascade of noodles into his mouth with chopsticks. They finally vanished with a less-than-dignified slurp. He patted his mouth with a handkerchief. "You have cilantro in your beard. And a bit of oil."

"Oh. Would you?" Caleb tilted his chin forward. Prestidigitation washed over him a moment later. The tingle of it continued down the back of his neck and to his collarbones. Caleb laughed. "I did not have soup all the way down to there, did I?"

Essek sniffed primly and busied himself with his next bite, humor tugging the corner of his mouth.

When they were done, the clay pots set aside to return to the bin at the back of the restaurant, they simply sat there for a long time, watching the passers-by on the street. The warm air wrapped around them, every so often carrying a hint of the sea. The stars glimmered above.

"This was a good idea," Caleb said, Essek's hand in his. He lifted it to brush his lips against the back of it.

Essek smiled. "I know."

[amorisastrum]

Queer subtext in dead poets society

Formality sucks I'm never writing anything this formal for you lot again /nm. I had more points and then I got stressed out and upset and I didn't want this to become worse than I already think it is. There is no conclusion! Sorry! I will bring up my future points in future posts with a more rambly style because I am clearly not made to write stuff like this. I have tried my very best to do this as well as I can considering my current circumstances so I hope you all enjoy it!

The 1989 film “Dead Poets Society,” directed by Peter Weir and written by Tom Schulman, is a coming-of-age film that follows the stories of a group of boys at an American all-boys school in 1959. It explores themes of individualism, conformity, the pursuit of passion, and living a good life. Many fans believe “Dead Poets Society” has strong queer undertones and queer subtext, particularly following the two main characters (Todd Anderson and Neil Perry). I believe that the thought of queer subtext adds to the depth of the narrative and adds to the beauty of the story it is telling. In this essay I aim to dissect the queer undertones present throughout the story.

Narrative themes:

As previously stated, the themes explored within the film are individuality, conformity, the pursuit of passion and living a good life - Or rather “seizing the day” - but how do these themes link in with the idea of being queer?

The themes of individuality and conformity pose a significant contrast to one another. We see this juxtaposition several times throughout the film. Individuality is shown through the rebellion of the boys and Mr. Keating’s unorthodox ways of teaching, while the theme of conformity is shown through the presentation of the school and how the other teachers, as well as the parents, act. At the beginning of the film, we see the school’s four values, one of these being tradition. Some may argue that tradition is a confining value, preventing these boys from expressing themselves authentically. Mr Keating, on the other hand, is pushing them to have some degree of freedom and to accept who they really are. This could symbolise the conflict between heteronormativity and homosexuality.

Mr Keating is a key part in the breakdown of traditional values for his students. He is encouraging them to pursue their own interests. In Neil’s case, this is theatre. Mr Keating wants these boys to be individuals and to explore their own identity, ignoring the rules that are put in place for them. This is what queer people have been doing through history.

Filming and writing decisions:

We know that in this film everything is of importance. This is shown through the consistent foreshadowing (such as the shot of Neil as Mr Keating is explaining that everyone will die). So, if everything is of importance, why would a shot of Neil Perry staring at Todd in such awe be included? This film constantly shows through foreshadowing that everything is important, so to include such a shot for no reason would seem unusual. With the closeness and the longing looks shown between both Todd and Neil, it would seem there is something more than just a friendship between the two of them.

As well as this, the extremity of Todd’s reaction after Neil’s death is quite peculiar. Todd had the most intense reaction out of all the poets towards Neil’s death, despite having only known him for a couple months. This suggests that there was something much deeper in the boy's relationship than just friendship.

Cultural references:

Throughout this story, Walt Whitman is mentioned consistently, posing a significant purpose towards the story. Out of all the poets mentioned and referred to, he is the most often brought up. Whitman himself is notoriously known for writing homoerotic poetry. This could symbolise the queerness of characters within the film with lines such as “I’m being chased by Walt Whitman!” spoken by Neil, in direct reference to Todd.

I apologise greatly for not being able to do an amazing essay. There's lots going on for me at the minute so the stress and upset that it started to put me through was simply not worth it. I will continue to share my thoughts and ideas but good lord they will not be formal. This took a lot of my energy and I'd rather write in a more talkative tone, as I would normally! I hope you guys understand.

[the-way-astray]

பொத்தான்களை அழுத்துவதை நிறுத்திவிட்டேன் என்று சொன்னால் என்ன செய்வாய்?

[b4kuch1n]

took a mock ielts test today

[subject-044]

AH New Au!!

You know I couldn't resist thinking about a new Au. Story? Plot??? I actually don't know if this can be considered an AU..

For now we'll call it uhhhhh 'The Shift Au' until I think of a good name/write the story

CW for descriptions of child abuse

SO! The premise of this AU is that, the day after The Nerdy Prudes kill Max- he turns up.

But it's not the Max they know- he's nice?

He trots up to them, pulling Pete into a headlocks and asking them loudly how their mornings went. He's confused and hurt when their (very appropriate) reaction is

'OH MY GOD MAX JÄGERMAN AAAHH wait aren't you dead?'

Plot happens and The Nerds go about their day- with a newly acquired 6'2 jock/literal golden retriever trailing after them. On one hand- it's sweet. Max is helpful, and funny, and not the sharpest tool in the shed, basically a himbo. On the other, what the fuck?

They part ways and head home, confused- maybe Max falling had all been some group hallucination? There must have been some gas leak in the Old Waylon Place.

Max comes in the next day, shoulders hunched, Jacket pulled tight around himself, shaking. A huge, nasty bruise takes up most of the left side of his face and his lip is split. He looks to the Nerds- they were his friends, but they had seemed so uncomfortable yesterday.

Something something ghost Max something something plot happens

Yeah I don't have a lot of the story/lore planned out yet other than the general gist of 'Alternate Max gets pulled in to replace the Literal Monster after his death' but I will make more when I get home!!

[darubyprincx]

pix if you're reading this or scrolling the tag or whatever, hi loved the finale you've really outdone yourself this season! worldbuilding and anthropology is a huge interest of mine as well, and it's been amazing watching you and the other emperors craft a pretty damn hefty and amazing sequel to empires s1. despite all the lore and the Copper King crumbs though my favorite part of the series has to have been Winchester the dodo. thank you for the he. also we are all looking at you like this

- Sincerely,

Me and Probably Most Of The Rest of the Fandom

[darcyolsson]

my desire to have the infernal devices turned into a tv show so i can experience the same story in a different way vs the knowledge that the second any tv exec gets their hands on that story they will simplify the love triangle in a way that will make it utterly unbearable to watch

[compacflt]

took my two week break from opening any top gun-related word document. Was very relaxing. now starting to edit & repost chapters, in anticipation of printing out my final copy

every year-old typo i encounter makes me want to end it all i swear to GODDDD

[natasha-in-space]

One thing I noticed is just how... formal Jumin and V are with each other during the casual/deep story when compared to their interactions in another story. There's a sense of awkwardness that never really gets addressed by either of them, but that's what makes it realistic to me. Have you ever grown apart from your close friend over the years? Yeah, it looks just like this. They still care about one another, deeply and sincerely, but so many things are getting left unsaid, and they just keep piling up. It's easier to just not address them at all. Besides... you don't want to make your friend feel uncomfortable. Jumin respects Jihyun's privacy, almost to a fault. It's a shame his deep trust is not appreciated.

[starpros-sunshine]

Thinking about the wataei exchange diary again....

[the-casbah-way]

WHY is emailing potential supervisors so intimidating. like hey esteemed academic in the field i aspire to become qualified in do you want to put up with my stupid fucking research project. do you want me to plague you with emails for the next year. do you want me to ruin your fucking life you poor innocent soul ensnared by your duties to inarticulate sleep deprived classics students. god

[boxwinebaddie]

okay don’t hold me to it but i think i might try actually writing stuff again bc that was so fun for me

[calamitys-child]

I should be able to put "Come watch me" on my cv I just managed to turn two very angry customers who were fizzing about venue staff into happy friendly customers with their show tickets a gin and tonic and a well organised spreadsheet in hand and the information about who made a mistake how it happened and who to contact about it (coincidentally a different company entirely) and who became immediately convinced to be loyal returning customers in under five minutes. I'm not even a supervisor. This is why you should promote me. Don't make me interview my application should be allowed to simply be "check this shit out"