as a huge unreliable narrator enjoyer i love the fact that the raven tower is narrated by someone who cannot lie. so the narration is not unreliable, and any kind of uncertainty is always couched in "here is a story i have heard" or "i imagine", but it scratches the same itch as unreliable narration because the evidentiality of the narration is still so central, just in the opposite way. stories that don't care about where the narrator is getting their information or what biases are present in the way that information is shared with us are on one end of a spectrum, and stories that do care about those things are on the other end, and the raven tower is firmly situated alongside the unreliably narrated stories even though the whole point is that the narrator is as motivated as it is possible to be to never say something that is untrue. and it's fascinating to see how ann leckie manages to build suspense and subvert expectations without really at any point deliberately misleading the reader. every time i reread one of her books, the bouncing of the dvd screensaver in my brain gets a little more frenetic. how does she do what she does. ann leckie what is your secret.
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Les Amis family mentions:
Enjolras and Prouvaire: only son (or only child?) and "rich/wealthy" , with no exact mention of what means
Combeferre: ....well he has a mother, since he forgets her at the barricade? no other solid info
Feuilly: an orphan, with no mother or father , and apparently no knowledge of any extended family
Courfeyrac: his family name is de Courfeyrac and he drops the particle, so perhaps some tension with his family? however we know nothing else about them...
Bahorel- son of peasants, who "respect" him; it seems to be mutual
Bossuet: amazing amount of family info really?? his dad was a postmaster, but has died; one of his ancestors was a servant in the palace, who minded the royal dogs; but we still don't know if he's got any surviving family
Joly: somehow we know nothing?? at all????
Grantaire : well he has a dad, anyway, who's disappointed in his failure to do Maths well...if you believe Grantaire's interpretation, which you probably never should
Conclusion: Joly is a Being of Mystery
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Fun fact!
The game Unboxing the Cryptic Killer was a gift to Zedaph from Tango!
He talks about it at the start of the stream… But then he cut the entire intro out of the VOD. So.
Please believe me.
(source: PLEASE TRUST ME - 🐑)
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the more loved i am and the more i love people on purpose, the more comfortable i get with who i am. i think this is a natural product of getting older as well, you kinda settle into your skin and figure out what you want and how to go after it. the funny part about doing this for me is that like.... i don't feel things like other people do. i just don't. i have a pathological need for attention and i don't form attachments the same way that others do and i break connections very easily and i don't feel guilty about stuff. i do recognize when i'm WRONG and i change my behavior and/or my viewpoints when they're harmful and i actively work to combat my most maladaptive bullshit, so sometimes it's like.
i dunno. the whole stereotype of the self-aggrandizing sociopath who thinks they're above everything is boring, but sometimes it feels like there's something to it. like i'll see sensationalized explanations of 'narcissism' and 'sociopathy' that are like "these people can just choose not to care about stuff," and i'm like....
....yeah??
So The Fuck Can You.
in fact, you do. CONSTANTLY. by telling yourself that the real life living breathing human being asking for change on the street is a scammer, or a predator, or unpleasant, or too sick, or too strung-out, or otherwise too Other and inhuman to help. you only reserve your so-called "intrinsic empathy" for people that you relate to, and you turn it off when it gets uncomfortable.
i know exactly where i'm spending my emotional energy and who i'm spending it on. when i don't spend my emotional energy on someone, it's not because they're an unperson to me. it's because i simply don't wanna put my emotional energy there.
you guys could learn a thing or two about doing this. like. i know why i am how i am. what the fuck is YOUR excuse????
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what if... what if when alex comes home from tour he goes to miles' place to meet max, but he's exhausted from the flight and jetlag and whatnot, and tries his best to keep his eyes open while the three of them are snuggled up on the couch watching a film. eventually he lies down, his head on miles' lap and max curled up at his stomach. after a while miles opens his phone to take a picture of them, and sees through the camera that both of them fell asleep, alex holding max's little paw. miles takes a couple of photos, then resumes stroking alex's hair, smiling to himself as he lowers the tv's volume. he's got everything he loves most in the world, right at his fingertips. he's happier than he's been in a while.
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At Ramshackle dorm
Yuu: Sigh, I wanna date Silver!
Grim: Sleepyhead?
Yuu: I prefer Sleeping Beauty, but yes. He’s so man-pretty--
Ghost 1: You mean handsome?
Yuu: Yes, but man-pretty’s more fun to say. Anyway, point is I wanna date him. How do I make that happen?
Grim: Hrm~! Well, I don’t get why you’re interested, but why don’t you just walk up and ask him—MWAAH! *Gets shoved aside by three eager ghosts!*
Ghost 3: No, you can’t do that!
Yuu: I can’t?
Ghost 1: Of course not! Everyone knows you never tell a person you like them! It’s just insanity! And completely boring.
Yuu: But if I can’t tell him I like him and wanna to date, how do I get a said date?
Ghost 2: Simple! You gotta play the bad boy.
Yuu: Bad boy?
Ghost 2: Yeah! You’ve heard the saying nice guys finish last, after all, right? Girls love a bad boy!
Yuu: But Silver’s a boy.
Ghost 2: Look, it’s one Y chromosome, there’s not that big a difference.
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