Tumgik
thevictoriousone · 21 hours
Text
Tumblr media
tumblr are you telling me something
32K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 21 hours
Text
"haunting the narrative" is one of those phrases i wanna put up on a shelf. not all characters that are dead haunt the narrative. not all characters that are dead haunt the narrative. not all characters that haunt the narrative are dead.
37K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 21 hours
Text
did I ever tell yall I used to think charlie chaplin was a drag king. for like three years straight
90K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 21 hours
Text
i love finding out the meaning of slangs for “attractive woman” in various languages
chick (english) - baby chicken Schnecke (german) - snail/slug sild (danish) - herring fıstık (turkish) - pistachio тёлочка (russian) - heifer ծիտ (armenian) - sparrow
70K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 21 hours
Text
Tumblr media
29K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 21 hours
Text
Tumblr media
marty scorsese cosmic guilt tuesday everyone give it up for marty scorsese cosmic guilt tuesday
14K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 21 hours
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Edgin + being completely normal in his reactions to Xenk
38K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 22 hours
Text
Tumblr media
20K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 22 hours
Text
Tumblr media
Tragically disappointed that the capsule in Stardew Valley doesn't hatch a blue space cow.
863 notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 22 hours
Text
I see a lot of people clowning on the people of Pelican Town for not repairing the community center themselves or clowning on Lewis for embezzling and. like. Those criticisms aren't entirely unfair. But I think instead of coming at it from a perspective of "why can't the townspeople do this" we should be asking "why and how can the farmer do this?"
Like. Think about it. The farmer arrives in Stardew Valley on the first day of spring. By the first day they're obviously different. By day five the spirits of the forest who haven't been seen by the townsfolk in years or generations are speaking to them. By the second week they've developed a rapport with the wizard that lives outside town.
In the spring they go foraging and find more than even Linus, who's spent so many years learning the ways of the valley. Maybe he knows, when he sees them walking back home. Maybe he looks at them and understands that they're different, chosen somehow.
In the summer they fish in the lakes and the ocean for hours on end, catching fish that even Willy's only ever heard of, fish that he thought were the stuff of legend. They pull up giants from the deep and mutated monstrosities from the sewers.
In the fall, their crops grow incredibly immense; pumpkins twice as tall as a person, big enough that someone could live inside. The farmer cuts it down with an axe without even batting an eye. Does Lewis wonder, when he checks the collection bin that night and finds it full to the brim with pumpkin flesh? What does he think? Does he even leave the money? Does he have the funds to pay the farmer millions of dollars for the massive amounts of wine they sell? Or is it someone--something--else entirely?
In the winter, the farmer delves into the mines. No one in Pelican Town has been down there in decades. No one in living memory has been to the bottom. The farmer gets there within the season. They return to the surface with stories of dwarven ruins and shadow people, stories they only tell to Vincent and Jas, whose retellings will be dismissed by the adults as flights of fancy. People walking by the entrance to the mines sometimes hear the farmer in there, speaking in a language no one can understand. Something speaks back.
The farmer speaks to the the wizard. They speak to the spirit of a bear inside a centuries-old stone. They speak to the shadow people and the dwarves, ancient enemies, and they try to mend the rift. They speak to the Junimos, ancient spirits of the forest and the river and the mountain. They taste the nectar of the stardrops and speak to the valley itself. They change Pelican Town, and they change the valley. Things are waking up.
And what does Evelyn think? She's the oldest person in the valley; she was here when the farmer's grandfather was young. (How old *is* she, anyway? She never seems to age. She doesn't remember the year she was born.) Does she see the farmer and think of their grandfather? Does she try to remember if he was like this too, strange and wild and given the gifts of the forest?
And does their grandfather haunt the valley? He haunts the farm, still there even after his death; his body died somewhere else, but his spirit could never stay away for long. Does Abigail, using her ouija board on a stormy night, almost drop the planchette when she realizes it's moving on its own? Does Shane, walking to work long before anyone else leaves their house, catch glimpses of a wispy figure floating through the town? Does the farmer know their grandfather came back to the place they both love so much?
Mr. Qi takes interest in the farmer. He's different, too; in a different way, maybe, but the principles are the same. They're both exceptional, and no matter what Qi says about it being hard work and dedication, they both know the truth: the world bends around the both of them, changing to fit their needs. Most people aren't visited by fairies or witches. Most people don't have meteorites crash in their yard. Most people couldn't chop down trees all day without a break or speak to bears and mice and frogs.
The farmer is different. The rules of the world don't work for them the way they work for everyone else. The farmer goes fishing and finds the stuff of fairy tales. The farmer goes mining and fights shadow beasts and flying snakes. The farmer looks at paths the townspeople walk every day and finds buried in the dirt relics of lost civilizations.
The farmer is a violent, irrepressible miracle, chosen by the valley and destined to return to it someday. Even if they'd never received the letter, they would've come home.
They always come home eventually.
1K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 22 hours
Text
Missed the poll. I can casually swear in front of my parents, but it’s generally not acceptable at work. Though also we all do it sometimes (I’ve heard my boss swear a couple times) so it’s not some fireable offense if it slips out, just considered unprofessional to swear a lot at work.
I do swear with my friend colleague, and my bosses at the bookstore (my part time passion job) are some of the people who *taught me* to swear, so we swear in front of and to each other all the time.
I really HATE the censorship on social media because it's now getting in everyday language. I talked about it in another post but in French, you swear all the time and notably to show people you're close and surely we can't be the only ones. I really feel like it's an americanism not to allow people to casually swear so let's check this out.
Feel free to add your 1st language I'm really curious
293 notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 22 hours
Text
Tumblr media
127K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 22 hours
Text
I love how Stardew Valley stops you from giving you from giving people more than two gifts a week, because I like to think that it's the Farmer's weird sense of social etiquette talking.
Wanna give Jodi a single small egg then walk away without saying a word? Go head. Feel like reaching into your pocket, pulling out a fistful of tree sap, and slapping it in Lewis's hands? Be my guest. Entering without knocking? That's a must. But giving them more than two gifts a week? Hold your horses, buckaroo, do you want people to think you're some kind of weirdo? Wait until it's their birthday or you're married before you start engaging in freakish behavior like that.
5K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 2 days
Text
Things heating up at my camera feeder.
0 notes
thevictoriousone · 2 days
Text
The argument that Moash was the only one in Bridge Four that didn't see Kaladin as some kind of deity or hero really falls apart once you get to the Bridge Four POV chapters in Oathbringer. They're like "yeah, Kaladin is great, but sometimes he can be an idiot, you know" and things of the sort.
Meanwhile, in Oathbringer and Rhythm of War Moash's POVs actually show that he paints Kaladin as this perfect man and soldier.
383 notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 2 days
Text
Tumblr media
My latest New Scientist cartoon.
4K notes · View notes
thevictoriousone · 2 days
Text
The most fucked up shit in Dracula is when the time stamp tells more about the story than the story itself. Like when Van Helsing calls for Dr. Seward to watch over Lucy urgently, and there is a little note that says the message got delivered 22 hours later than intended. You just know something bad is about to happen.
43 notes · View notes