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Fandom is like

Your friends in 2013: Dean Winchester must be protected at all costs.

Your friends now: Actually I'm transitioning. It's me. I'm the Dean Winchester.

#tumblr culture

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Night’s Cavalry, possibly the coolest mobs in the game. The music, the nazgulness, and the fact that they are all overworld and pop out only at night ready to wreck some fresh noobs.

#night’s cavalry #elden ring

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Caelid / Elden Ring

#elden ring

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assorted Fukawas (beloved)

#that bottom pic? LOVE the character design #art

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TVTropes is such a weird website because the language (and I guess the 'culture') of the site was codified in an extremely specific era of internet use (mid to late aughties), and by members of an extremely specific and insular subgroup (nerds) that it codified all the tropes in what is effectively a dead language. No one talks like that anymore and yet because there's no renaming or updating, and in the 2000s we thought the future was forever babyyyy etc, it all continues to chug along as part of a world where self-respecting adults use words like "woobie". It's remarkable to me because its not a relic or preserved in amber (an online Pompeii like an abandoned geocities page), people are actively using it! Like finding an island where everyone speaks English in the style of Chaucer. I would be just as surprised if a man on the street greeted me "Hail and well met" as if someone in casual conversation deployed the phrase "crowning moment of awesome".

#internet culture

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hey have you seen my one hundred billion locusts anywhere

#where else am I gonna get posts like this #text only

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one fun thing about being a teacher in march 2023 is that chess is a literal epidemic among teens. we are starting to have meetings about how we can STOP teenagers from playing too much chess which is like if we were trying to figure out how to stop them from reading for fun. When i was in high school five years ago chess was nerd shit only but now it is transcending every social and language barrier and is absolutely rampant. kids aren’t on their phone texting in class anymore it’s ONLY chess.com. kids are playing chess on their phones while playing chess in real life. this is still better than tiktok because at least the kids are developing an attention span from this

#text only #interesting #fav

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So during my 2137th playthrough I've been observing things through monocular and I realized text in some gravestones in Hemwick Charner Lane have actually meaning!

For first sight it looks like just random keysmash but what else looks like a keysmash? Polish language!

I couldn't decipher whole text unfortunately. Parts with dots means that I can't see exactly what's there but I guessed by context.

So:

??? SWOJEJ CHWAŁY - "of your glory" (genitive case) - swojej could mean my/your/his/her as well - it depends on context

...YWAJĄCEJ TU - it's half of the word, so maybe "[SPOCZ]YWAJĄCEJ" ("here lies")? It makes sense but the same word is below, lol

Ś.P. - R.I.P

[SPO]CZYWAJĄCEJ TU - "here lies" (gen. case)

[NAJ]ZACNIEJSZEJ ŻONY - "the most worthy/precious wife" (gen. case)

????? ŻYCIA - "of life" (gen. case)

??? 30 W??? - The only letter I can see here is "w", but I don't think it was supposed to be "30 years" or something (because in Polish it would be "30 LAT")

[ZM]ARŁEJ - "dead/deceased/late/passed away" (depends on context)

I don't think it has any lore meaning, because the same text is in most gravestones in Hemwick... But this is really interesting curio, considering Yharnam is in fact based on slavic cities (especially Prague).

#i love this stuff #bloodborne

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Wake up bestie its lore time. So, i was wondering what about all those stones in marika’s chambers, taking a look around i could see there was also scripts in the ground, like if someone had been  writting/reading in there and just left them cause they were unimportant, after all its paper, unlike the other ones stored in the room.

i also took notice on how the writing is very clear, very runic-like, and i was curious if it was the common spoken language in the lands between, turns out, it is but only half way through it.   I visited the alexandria library of elden ring aka. the Carian Study Hall to check on the book pages, the writting is different, much more composed and the kind of pen used its different too, that only besides the wider parts of the paragraphs.

Next parade was Stormveil and the Raya Lucaria Academy, the writting was similar to the one found in Liurnia -Carian Study Hall-

Which made me think, maybe the language Marika was using, either for reading/writting, is different to other known languages, i checked the BlackKnife blade print, since Black Knife assasins are also Numen kind, and the runes inscripted in the blades are indeed, similar to Marika’s writting.

BUT, as soon as i got to check the notes the merchant nomades sell you, and the official monuments to commemorate certain events, are also written in the rune kind of alphabet.

This may indicate that after Marika’s conquest, she either learned the language of Leyndell, or she stablished her mother tongue as the ruling one, which is most likely cause the whole ER story is just religious colonialism.  SO NOW TO THE POINT, why does Marika has so many stones in her bedroom, i took a closer look at them and they are written in a different language, more refined on the edges as if they were more polished, like writting normally to then writte italics.

So since Marika and the Numen kind are clearly Roman/Old Greek oriented, i took a look at the ancient alphabets. This is how Greek “cancilleresco” (sorry i dont know the english word) looks like on paper.

And this is ancient greek from athens looked like written rough 

Obviously is very different, but, why would the Queen make “drafts” of the writtings in common letters before turning them to italics on stone? WELL, HOLD UR PANTS DARLING, in ancient greece, at some point the laws were only chantered by voice, which greatly benefits the aristocracy ofc, however, this changed with the arrival of Draco, the very first lawgiver, known to have written the most brutal laws that the ancient greece ever got to see, he was the first one that firstly wrote his laws on wood, as “drafts” and then, he did on stones, the image above is a part of them. They were known as the “Draconian Laws” 

These laws where known for being specially cruel and ruthless, very extreme, some examples were that minor crimes like stealing bread, meant death, or -this part specially relevant in ER- if someone was in debt, they person they owned had the right to take them as slaves (heavy coughs albinaurics, trolls, bla bla bla you know you know). So, IN CONCLUSION, i wouldn’t be surprised that the table stones we found in Marika’s chambers are her laws, the equivalent of Draconian laws written in blood for how cruel they were. Its a really pretty comparison taking on point a good chunk of Marika’s character is old greek/roman oriented, the very architecture of Leyndell speaks by itself. That was today’s ted talk tyvm, Marika’s stones are the equivalent of “laws written in blood” Gn gamers.

#I love this stuff #elden ring

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#me

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#elden ring

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Peak aesthetic, TBH. I wanted Kat's room so bad when I was a kid. Does anyone know where you can still find those celestial tapestry blankets?

#Goncharov

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🐹<(Goncharov)

I can't in good conscience stand behind the resurgence of Goncharov (1973). The movie itself I have no qualms with, but what of the crunches placed on the cast and crew? It's obvious in later scenes, the prop knife clearly being hobbled together and sets in the middle (like the confrontation with Ice-Pick) not given the same care as the beginning and end.

We shouldn't forget those who suffered for this film.

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The more you learn about the production of this movie the wilder it gets.

#Goncharov

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Katya dies. Katya lives. Katya fakes her own death, which is a metaphor for dying, even if she survives. Note that we never see Katya after her fake death is reported to Goncharov, because the movie is not interested in Katya’s survival; it is interested in her loss. Note that it can be argued this lacuna is of no particular significance, given that we never see her before that, either, because the movie doesn’t exist. Note that Goncharov never sees her, really: note how often in their scenes his eyes are somewhere else, how rarely their conversations fall into the familiar visual rhythm of shot/reverse shot (compare with his exchanges with Andrey, particularly just before the scene on the bridge). Note how often this has been true, on screen and off it: that a husband never really sees his wife. Note how often the effect of cinema as an art form has been to document that men never really see women. They see their mothers, they see sex, they see their desires and their failures, their potential and their shame, their delusions of grandeur and their grubby biographies laid out side by side. They see the airbrushed ad campaign and the unsmooth reality of flesh laid out side by side and they look at the lie and say That one, I want that one, and then they win an Oscar for it. They see themselves. Narcissus at the pond. (There is a story from an ancient land, a story of a love more passionate and powerful than the human desire to survive: A girl loved a boy. A boy loved himself. He couldn’t understand that she was always trying to talk to him; she couldn’t understand that he would never try to speak to her. Their love killed them both.) Note that moment at the start of the bridge scene, before everything falls apart, where we see their reflections in the water, just long enough to note that his eyes are on his wavering image, and so are hers. Note that Goncharov doesn’t see her, because he doesn’t see women as people. Note that Goncharov doesn’t see her because he’s not in the movie because the movie doesn’t exist. Note that actually it’s Goncharov and Andrey on the bridge, because Katya by that point is dead.

did i lose it and write like two thousand words of uh idk some cross between an experimental prose poem and a deranged shitpost about tumblr's current favorite inside joke? well that's none of your business but if you are nosy then yes i did post it on ao3 because of my personal spiritual policy against censoring my own derangement

#Goncharov

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loving the Goncharov thing but the one thing that's wholly unrealistic re: making this a believable fandom? everyone is in agreement. have we cast the haters yet or do I need to get my clown wig on and start coming out with absolutely unhinged stretches disguised as cinema critque? ready to serve my country

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a lot of reddit threads mention Goncharov as proof of the multiverse theory, but don’t bother to brush up on their cinema history where it was common practice to go in and edit film reels in the 70s post-release. Yes, in some versions we remember the grandfather clock scene where it’s revealed Katya survived the boat having faked her own death only to be reborn as the same woman she wished to escape from in the first place. The ending is bittersweet and she appears miserable and alone with a lot of wide shots, she survived but only by using the same tactics as before, she’s stopped in time trying to save both herself and the ideal version of her that is worthy of adoration and love from others, but she can never have both.

In other versions, we stay in Goncharov’s POV and are left to believe Katya is really gone, we refocus on his guilt over choosing loyalty and pride instead of the escapism of a life Katya supposedly offered post-war. However, he knows at this point who he is and how there was no other outcome, not really. And now we, the audience, do too which is why he turns his face away from the camera during his own grandfather clock scene. This version is why some categorize the movie as “mangst, the erotizing,” but Scorsese makes an interesting choice by showing where Katya should be in his life– he lingers by her chair only for us to remember her burning cigarette holes in that same chair earlier; she could never be his home in the same way he would always choose his pride.

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