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All throughout childhood, while my peers were socializing and making friends, I studied the blade read so many books that I am now almost legally blind, which left me with vast and deeply instinctual understanding of English grammar - and next to no ability to explain how it actually works. Friends will often ask me to proofread their writing and then get very mad when I say things like, "You need to completely reverse this sentence and cut this clause entirely; no, I'm sorry, i don't know why, I just know that the way it is now ITCHES 😭"

Now, what I want to see is a fantasy story where this plays out with MAGICAL grammar. Someone from a backwater town deeply steeped in folk magic arrives at Wizard Uni where all their fellow students are like "What do you mean, we should add another '𝞯∘⋇𝞿' to the incancation because it 'sounds better'? What do you mean, 'it could just be a regional thing'?? WHAT DO YOU MEAN, 'THIS SPELL JUST FEELS LIKE IT NEEDS A LIVE RAT'????"

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the central thesis of doppelgänger fear isn't "this thing that looks and acts like me is going to replace me" it's the terrible intimacy of being truly seen and understood without borders. being forced to confront that you are your own mother and father and god and yourself in all its totality. there is nowhere you can hide that a doppelgänger cannot find within itself. the fear of replacement is a response to that invasion. it isn't the spider-shaped tumor moving towards the center of the web where until recently you sat comfortably, unthreatened, but the tremors reverberating through the silken strands that its approaching footsteps cause.

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>be born

>try to be a "good person"

>morality is determined by social actors with their own motivations and access to power

>goodness is merely a shifting social approximation with no precise center or meaning

>still try to be a "good person"

>get punished anyways

>die

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Hey anybody going to talk about rescued sacrificial maidens. Like yes a guy with a fuck off sword turned up and so you're not getting fed to the dragon/water creature/mountain spirit/vague embodiment of all things scary and you get to go back home, but is that really home? Your mom hugs you and your dad says he's so happy you're alive and you know that when they said they'll do anything to keep you safe they didn't really mean it. They have a feast prepared and you get to taste what they cooked for your funeral, help wash the dishes after. And it's selfish to think that between the whole village with everyone in it and you they wouldn't pick the lesser evil but it still leaves an emptiness in your chest, knowing exactly how much your life is worth. And the neighbors smile at you awkwardly and the neighbors' kids yell "hey! I thought you died!" because they don't know not to do that yet and maybe you did. Maybe you did.

And the hero with the fuck-off sword rode off into the sunset the way they always do but you're still here and you herd the cows by the cliff where you were tied up in your cleanest clothes waiting to not be alive anymore and sometimes you think that would be easier and when you don't come back one day, you can imagine it's a relief for everyone involved. Maybe you'll be the new thing to haunt the mountain, or maybe you'll follow down the road and listen for cries that sound like yours did. Either way, there's little left to fear. You know exactly how much your life is worth.

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If im reading a 800 page book I should be freed of all other responsibilities in my life. Like sorry I can’t do that right now because im reading this long ass book. Yeah you know how it is

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Tragedy and melancholy in art is escapism. Lets you put time and energy into being sad for a bit without thinking about the things making you sad in real life.

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Obsessed with the characters who stay light hearted and joyous but who have stolen it from the darkness. There is blood under their fingernails — there is pain under their eyes — there is hurt in their timeline and they have felt every blow. But they have refused to let it take their joy, their sun, their kindness, their heart. This. This is mine. This is the thing no one gets to touch. The people who are unbeatable simply because they will always look up from the ground with blood on their lip and a light in their eyes. And nothing can ever cut out the light in their chest. Nothing can touch their rebellious, boundless belief that the universe has a sense of humor. I stay silly, I stay open, I stay alive and alive and I lived when the whole world said otherwise. the dandelion in the pavement. The vine on the wall. I lived and I loved the inherent brokenness of a once whole thing and it was me, I was the thing that is whole no longer. I gave flowers to the darkness. I gave my soul to the light. 

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Me: Oh my god why is my character not moving. Is my game broken? Is my keyboard broken? What is going on??

MMO Game:

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lightbulb bee brooch

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Plato was the first to address the issue of an ideal baseball. Such a ball, he reasoned, would be a perfect spheroid. If struck by a bat, the ball would travel outward in a smooth parabolic arc. An ideal baseball could not travel straight up. Although Plato was aware of empirical reports that pop flies occasionally went straight up, he held that if such behavior occurred it was due to manufacturing imperfections in the internal constitution of the ball. In an ideal game of baseball played with a perfect ball, Plato argued, there would be no pop flies and hence there would be no Infield Fly Rule. Therefore the Rule was merely an illusion, one of many fostered by watching too many cave movies.

Anthony D'Amato, The Contribution of the Infield Fly Rule to Western Civilization (and Vice Versa), 100 Nw. U. L. Rev. 189, 193 (2006)

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[sic] is my favorite editorial notation because of its inherent bitchiness.

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"No one wants to see art of ocs" If I dont see art of peoples ocs at least once a day I DIE. Do you want that to happen? Do you want me to DIE? Draw your ocs.

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Neither “the magic is going away” nor “the magic is just beginning” but “the magic has been around for fifty years and society has only partly adjusted”

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I think that it’s important, as consumers, to avoid letting the visual and mechanical shorthand language of video games color our reactions to real situations involving real people, as much of that shorthand can reflect and reinforce the destructive knee-jerk prejudice of the culture that produced it. As an example, let’s take Fallout. When you’re dungeoneering in Fallout and you come across a space where there are flayed, mutilated corpses strung up all over the place, that’s the developer using visual shorthand to frictionlessly inform you, without breaking the loop of play, that you have the moral high ground over whoever lives here, and thus moral license to kill them and take their things. But in real life, when you go over someone’s house and they’ve got flayed and mutilated corpses strung up all over the place? I mean, maybe that’s from the last tenant. Maybe they have a roommate. Maybe they were all just jerks. I mean you literally just got here, you don’t know, you gotta let this play out for a minute

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ffmpeg encoding format voted #1 in "sounds like a fetish abbreviation"

#everyone makes fun of me for it but i stand by it as one of the most useful tools at my disposal

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What are some chronic illnesses that can only occur in a fantasy setting?