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cryptidclaw · 1 year

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Cryptidclaw's WC Prefixes List!

Yall said you were interested in seeing it so here it is!

This is a collection of mostly Flora, Fauna, Rocks, and other such things that can be found in Britain since that’s where the books take place!

I also have other Prefixes that have to do with pelt colors and patterns as well!

Here’s a link to the doc if you dont want to expand a 650 word list on your Tumblr feed lol! the doc is also in my drive linked in my pined post!

below is the actual list! If there are any names you think I should add plz tell me!

EDIT: I will update the doc with new names as I come up with them or have them suggested to me, but I wont update the list on this post! Plz visit my doc for a more updated version!

Animals

Mammal

Badger

Bat

Bear

Beaver

Bison

Boar

Buck

Calf

Cow

Deer

Elk

Fawn

Ferret

Fox

Goat

Hare

Horse

Lamb

Lynx

Marten

Mole

Mouse

Otter

Rabbit

Rat

Seal

Sheep

Shrew

Squirrel

Stoat

Vole

Weasel

Wolf

Wolverine

Amphibians

Frog

Newt

Toad

Reptiles

Scale

Adder

Lizard

Snake

Turtle

Shell

Birds

Bird

Down

Feather

Albatross

Bittern

Buzzard

Chaffinch

Chick

Chicken

Coot

Cormorant

Corvid

Crane

Crow

Curlew

Dove

Duck

Dunlin

Eagle

Egret

Falcon

Finch

Gannet

Goose

Grouse

Gull

Hawk

Hen

Heron

Ibis

Jackdaw

Jay

Kestrel

Kite

Lark

Magpie

Mallard

Merlin

Mockingbird

Murrelet

Nightingale

Osprey

Owl

Partridge

Pelican

Peregrine

Petrel

Pheasant

Pigeon

Plover

Puffin

Quail

Raven

Robin

Rook

Rooster

Ruff

Shrike

Snipe

Sparrow

Starling

Stork

Swallow

Swan

Swift

Tern

Thrasher

Thrush

Vulture

Warbler

Whimbrel

Wren

Freshwater Fish

Fish

Bass

Bream

Carp

Dace

Eel

Lamprey

Loach

Minnow

Perch

Pike

Rudd

Salmon

Sterlet

Tench

Trout

Roach

Saltwater fish and other Sea creatures (would cats be able to find some of these? Probably not, I don't care tho)

Alge

Barnacle

Bass (Saltwater version)

Bream (Saltwater version)

Brill

Clam

Cod

Crab

Dolphin

Eel (Saltwater version)

Flounder

Garfish

Halibut

Kelp

Lobster

Mackerel

Mollusk

Orca

Prawn

Ray

Seal

Shark

Shrimp

Starfish

Sting

Urchin

Whale

Insects and Arachnids

Honey

Insect

Web

Ant

Bee

Beetle

Bug

Butterfly

Caterpillar

Cricket

Damselfly

Dragonfly

Fly

Grasshopper

Grub

Hornet

Maggot

Moth

Spider

Wasp

Worm

Trees

Acorn

Bark

Branch

Forest

Hollow

Log

Root

Stump

Timber

Tree

Twig

Wood

Alder

Apple

Ash

Aspen

Beech

Birch

Cedar

Cherry

Chestnut

Cypress

Elm

Fir

Hawthorn

Hazel

Hemlock

Linden

Maple

Oak

Pear

Poplar

Rowan

Redwood

Spruce

Willow

Yew

Flowers, Shrubs and Other plants

Berry

Blossom

Briar

Field

Flower

Leaf

Meadow

Needle

Petal

Shrub

Stem

Thicket

Thorn

Vine

Anemone

Apricot

Barley

Bellflower

Bluebell

Borage

Bracken

Bramble

Briar

Burnet

Buttercup

Campion

Chamomile

Chanterelle

Chicory

Clover

Cornflower

Daffodil

Daisy

Dandelion

Dogwood

Fallow

Fennel

Fern

Flax

Foxglove

Furze

Garlic

Ginger

Gorse

Grass

Hay

Heather

Holly

Honeysuckle

Hop

Hyacinth

Iris

Ivy

Juniper

Lavender

Lichen

Lilac

Lilly

Mallow

Marigold

Mint

Mistletoe

Moss

Mushroom

Nettle

Nightshade

Oat

Olive

Orchid

Parsley

Periwinkle

Pine

Poppy

Primrose

Privet

Raspberry

Reed

Reedmace

Rose

Rush

Rye

Saffron

Sage

Sedge

Seed

Snowdrop

Spindle

Strawberry

Tangerine

Tansy

Teasel

Thistle

Thrift

Thyme

Violet

Weed

Wheat

Woodruff

Yarrow

Rocks and earth

Agate

Amber

Amethyst

Arch

Basalt

Bounder

Cave

Chalk

Coal

Copper

Dirt

Dust

Flint

Garnet

Gold

Granite

Hill

Iron

Jagged

Jet

Mountain

Mud

Peak

Pebble

Pinnacle

Pit

Quartz

Ridge

Rock

Rubble

Ruby

Rust(y)

Sand

Sapphire

Sediment

Silt

Silver

Slate

Soil

Spire

Stone

Trench

Zircon

Water Formations

Bay

Cove

Creek

Delta

Lake

Marsh

Ocean

Pool

Puddle

River

Sea

Water

Weather and such

Autumn

Avalanche

Balmy

Blaze

Blizzard

Breeze

Burnt

Chill

Cinder

Cloud

Cold

Dew

Drift

Drizzle

Drought

Dry

Ember

Fall

Fire

Flame

Flood

Fog

Freeze

Frost

Frozen

Gale

Gust

Hail

Ice

Icicle

Lightening

Mist

Muggy

Rain

Scorch

Singe

Sky

Sleet

Sloe

Smoke

Snow

Snowflake

Soot

Sorrel

Spark

Spring

Steam

Storm

Summer

Sun

Thunder

Water

Wave

Wet

Wind

Winter

Celestial??

Comet

Dawn

Dusk

Evening

Midnight

Moon

Morning

Night

Noon

Twilight

Cat Features, Traits, and Misc.

Azure

Beige

Big

Black

Blonde

Blotch(ed)

Blue

Bounce

Bright

Brindle

Broken

Bronze

Brown

Bumble

Burgundy

Call

Carmine

Claw

Cobalt

Cream

Crimson

Cry

Curl(y)

Dapple

Dark

Dot(ted)

Dusky

Ebony

Echo

Fallen

Fleck(ed)

Fluffy

Freckle

Ginger

Golden

Gray

Green

Heavy

Kink

Knot(ted)

Light

Little

Lost

Loud

Marbled

Mew

Milk

Mottle

Mumble

Ochre

Odd

One

Orange

Pale

Patch(ed)

Pounce

Prickle

Ragged

Red

Ripple

Rough

Rugged

Russet

Scarlet

Shade

Shaggy

Sharp

Shimmer

Shining

Small

Smudge

Soft

Song

Speckle

Spike

Splash

Spot(ted)

Streak

Stripe(d)

Strong

Stump(y)

Sweet

Tall

Talon

Tangle

Tatter(ed)

Tawny

Tiny

Tough

Tumble

Twist

Violet

Whisker

Whisper

White

Wild

Wooly

Yellow

#cryptidclaw's warriors au #?#Im tempted to use these in the au #some characters deserve some more fun names hehe #rise of change #warrior cats #warrior cats design #warriors #warriors names #warriors naming #warriors prefixes

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haosweater · 8 months

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cocktails at midnight

content: seventeen x reader, fluff, angst, smut. consumption of alcohol in all fics. more warnings in each respective fics.

summary: thirteen boys, thirteen drinks. which one will you sip on tonight? pick your poison.

note: working at a bubble tea store makes you go mad. my version of going mad is making a list of seventeen members as alcohol drinks we serve. i hope you guys enjoy this series! please let me know if you want to be added to the taglist :)

seungcheol: coffee martini [smut]

— in which playboy seungcheol convinces the barista he’s been pining after to go out with him, but gets more than he bargains for.

jeonghan: tipsy iced tea [fluff, smut]

— in which you’re tasked to bring a very tipsy jeonghan home after he’s had one too many iced teas.

joshua: baileys coffee latte [fluff, smut]

— in which college student joshua realised that his crush, a barista at his favourite cafe, was also a bartender at his favourite bar.

junhui: vsop chocolate [smut]

— in which frat boy jun accidentally spills his dark chocolate ice cream into someone else’s cup of brandy.

soonyoung: aperol blackcurrant fizz [fluff, smut]

— in which dancer soonyoung charms his rival group’s leader with his crazy ingredient pairings in his own home bar.

wonwoo: whiskey chocolate [smut]

— in which ceo wonwoo enjoys a cup of whiskey while his rival sits next to him, enjoying a cup of chocolate ice cream on a friday night.

jihoon: vsop ruby [angst, smut]

— in which the superstar jihoon has an encounter with a bartender that inspires and changes his life forever.

seokmin: mango passion punch [smut]

— in which singer seokmin steps into a bar that makes drinks based off their customer’s aura and meets the owner.

mingyu: mojito green [fluff, smut]

— in which model mingyu realises his manager knows him a bit too well (why is his heart fluttering?)

minghao: baileys earl grey [angst]

— in which fashion designer minghao sips on a cup of milk tea while reminiscing that one autumn love he had years before.

seungkwan: rum and raisin [angst, fuff]

— in which college student seungkwan realises pairing the right ingredients helps create the best drinks (this is not about drinks).

vernon: aperol sloe fizz [smut]

— in which vernon learns that he doesn’t like grapefruit, but the lingering aftertaste makes him want more

chan: lychee gin fizz [fluff, smut]

— in which you have to teach your first hire, chan, how to make drinks based on someone’s aura. so you make one based on his.

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dcbbw · 11 months

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Cocktail

This is just a thought that was in my brain, and I finally decided to write it out. It’s not even a full fic; at under 700 words, drabble is the only way to describe it. Not sure if it’s part of an existing AU or something new; for now, it just is.

If you read this, THANK YOU. Your likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated more than you realize. Please excuse any and all typos, missing/extraneous words, and/or grammatical errors. MS Editor rates this 100% error-free.

Contains my version of PB characters

Song Inspo: 4am, soft siren/CASHFORGOLD/Sidewalks and Skeletons

Word Count: 635

Riley Brooks poured herself a cocktail. It was 6:30 am, far too early for alcohol but she justified her actions by telling herself that the orange juice made it breakfast. Besides, day drinking was a thing now. As she mixed her ingredients together, she reflected on how every major milestone of her Cordonian adventure had been punctuated by a drink.

The night of the Coronation, when she returned to Ramsford with her mind and soul filled with confusion and hurt, Maxwell had brought her a whiskey sour filled with cherries and garnished with wedges of lemon and lime. A boozy fruit salad. The sweetness of the cherries blended with the tartness of the citrus to soothe the burn of the sour mash and numb her heart.

The night in France during the Engagement Tour when Drake took her to the billiards hall. He suggested drinks and that she have a mojito: a blend of sweet and minty muddled to allow each ingredient to assault her tastebuds with every swallow. But Riley neither needed nor wanted muddled. Her emotions were enough of a mess. Liam’s words were a complete contradiction to his actions. No, Riley Brooks needed straightforward and blunt. She chose a whiskey neat. And felt the need for another one after Drake leaned her over the pool table, his hardness pressing invitingly through the denim of his jeans and into her ass cleavage.

Sitting along the darkened banks of the Siene River, enjoying rustic bread and aged cheeses with Liam as he waxed poetically about their future, even though the chances of finding Tariq were growing slimmer with each moment that passed. Riley drank deeply of the French red wine, letting it warm her insides and wrap her in a hazy comfort. Perhaps she and Liam weren’t meant for open daylight; maybe he wasn’t protecting his father for the most fucked-up fuckery she had ever been subjected to. Just maybe, Liam was protecting her and their love, keeping them tucked under the cover of night and away from prying eyes and wagging tongues.

The sloe gin fizz the night of the wedding party had tasted of bittersweet victory. Her name had finally been cleared to Cordonia’s satisfaction, but the disingenuity and boot licking towards her by the nobility and elite merely because their King had ordered it, made the victory a hollow one. They were only sorry to be wrong in their assumptions and gossip, which made them dislike and mistrust her even further.

There was no liquor at the Statue of Liberty the night of the proposal; Riley chose to make her coffee Irish at breakfast the following morning. She knew her answer would hurt people; the announcement before the meal was served confirmed it. While her intended grinned broadly and gushed eagerly over her, Riley sipped the strong beverage, avoiding gazes and offering a wan smile when she did catch someone’s eye.

On her wedding night, tepid champagne sat in a bucket filled with melted ice. The bubbles that had fizzed and hissed in their flutes when she and her husband toasted each other were now flat. Their bodies were slick with sweat, their breathing labored as the bride and groom lay in each other’s arms, whispering promises and sweet nothings to each other.

The sparkling cider when she told her husband they were pregnant; with a loud yell of happiness, he had picked her up and swung her around, prompting her to throw up all over his shirt and the carpet.

And now this morning, vodka and orange juice. A screwdriver. She needed the sharpness of the vodka to strengthen her resolve and solidify her courage. The orange juice would make her tears not as bitter and her words sweeter. Not that it would make a difference.

Because five years, two children, and a trail of lies, failures, and broken promises later, today Riley Brooks was going to ask her husband for a divorce and sole custody of their children.

Tagging: @jared2612 @ao719 @marietrinmimi @queenjilian @indiacater @kingliam2019 @bebepac @liamxs-world @mom2000aggie @liamrhysstalker2020 @twinkleallnight @umccall71 @superharriet @busywoman @gabesmommie1130 @tessa-liam @beezm @gardeningourmet @lovingchoices14 @mainstreetreader @angelasscribbles @lady-calypso @emkay512 @princessleac1 @charlotteg234 @queenrileyrose @alj4890 @yourfavaquarius111 @motorcitymademadame @queenmiarys @walkerdrakewalker

#dcbbw writes #a drabble #Riley Brooks x ??#trh fanfiction #writeblr #writer on tumblr

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idabbleincrazy · 6 months

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A lil peek at some Clark POV from Never a Wish Better Than This (a Clex fic):

As my mind wanders, I look over at my friends. Pete showed up this afternoon, a surprise. Said he couldn't miss the only birthday party I've ever thrown. He'll probably have to leave soon if he wants to make it back to Wichita before curfew. Chloe, with her bright, bubblegum smile and knowing eyes, doing her best to keep Lois from annoying me too much. Lana, demure smile in place, eyes flitting over to me every so often. My heart twinges with a good dose of guilt every time she does.

I still hold a place for her in my heart, but it's not the same. Hasn't been since he moved in, really. Lana was the girl next door, the one I thought I would always see as the love of my life. But, since that day on the bridge, slowly, but surely, things have changed.

Saving Lex was the catalyst for so much change. That not-really-a-kiss threw a wrench into everything I thought I knew about myself. It was only CPR, but from the first press of my lips against Lex's, it was like the whole world had shifted. And not just mentally. It was as if bringing Lex back to life had been a jumpstart on a molecular level. Before, I'd always been strong and fast and practically indestructible, but within a few weeks of meeting Lex, up popped the x-ray vision. God, that was an embarrassing couple of weeks while I got it under control. The vague dreams I'd been having got slightly more focused after I caught a flash of Lex in his boxers before I could close my eyes. It wasn't the first time I'd woken up sticky, but before that, it had always been Lana haunting my erotic dreams, like when I'd first started waking up floating above my bed.

I had managed to push aside the confusing feelings that were blooming since meeting Lex, mostly, until the start of my sophomore year and the height of the heat wave. How many fires did I almost start, thinking of Lex? Those were the worst few months. Especially while Desiree was around. Talk about confusing. Didn't help that Chloe had to chime in with her observation that Desiree looked like a female version of me. Suddenly all I could think of was Lex giving me the sultry, sloe-eyed stares he'd been giving her.

After that, my imaginings decided they were no longer happy secluding themselves to my sleeping hours. The first time I touched myself to thoughts of Lex happened shortly after Desiree's spell over him was broken. None of my jerk-off sessions had ever led to that powerful an orgasm. Thank God my parents weren't home; I don't think I'd have had the higher brain function required to explain the scream that accompanied my explosive release.

@leatafandom

#wip wednesday

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vacantgodling · 1 year

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ren reads: the phantom of the opera (pt. 1) — prologue & chapter 1

as an aside: feel free to block ren reads if you don’t want to see or hear about my musings as i read books lol

INTRO: we’re starting with my beloved phantom of the opera — which i have never read LMAO. i’ve had the book for ages on my shelf but never got around to reading it. i love the musical so so much but i haven’t been in a reading mood for YEARS. so. ye :p

i think what immediately strikes me about reading this book is that gaston leroux seems to make himself an active character (to an extent) in the story. the prologue essentially explains how gaston leroux (the character, yet, himself) has gathered all the information about the mysterious phantom of the opera from a variety of different sources in an attempt to corroborate that the phantom existed at all but also to dispel the idea that it was simply a rivalry between two brothers that caused the disappearance of christine.

“… the mysterious and dramatic conditions that attended the kidnapping of Christine Daaé, the disappearance of the Viscomte de Chagny, and the death of his elder brother, Count Philippe, whose body was found on the bank of the lake that exists in the lower cellars of the Opera… […] But none of those witnesses had until that day thought that there was any reason for connecting the more or less legendary figure of the Phantom of the Opera with that terrible story.”

so the entire premise of the book is leading up to the chagny case—where a count was murdered, the younger brother has disappeared, and christine has Also vanished, all of which happened 30-ish years prior to when gaston (the character) is writing this long story and explanation. this puts things into a different perspective to me personally in comparison to the play—and when i say play i’m usually referring to the phantom of the opera 25th royal albert hall performance because it’s the best one. but i assume this is true for all versions of the play. but there’s the beginning bit where there’s an auction going on for special or unique items from the opera house bc it’s being shut down (or has been for some time). so it makes everything feel more like a flashback, which to me is different than a retelling from a third party’s perspective after the event in question has already happened. you get the same type of dichotomy when you watch any frankenstein adaption vs mary shelley’s actual book: we start with a third party account removed from the event in question to establish the set up and to tell you the end goal of the novel (as in: where we’re ending up by the end of this). flashbacks are more in the present moment to me; retellings allow for the narrator (as in the case with gaston—the character) to take on a role in shaping our expectations of characters and events. they’re not impartial and that’s very important to consider.

as a small example, one of the things that i’ve been enjoying about gaston (the character’s) narration is the way certain characters are described physically. like it makes me laugh lmao. as an example, take a character you probably know from the play: meg giry

“[…]—the girl with eyes black as sloes [wild plums], hair black as ink, a swarthy complexion and a poor little skin stretched over poor little bones[…]”

and then he goes on again to describe her as a dried plum and i’m—

i’m sorry it’s objectively hilarious to me. but to my point, there’s a bias there with gaston’s (the character—i’m just gonna put TC next to his name if and when i am referring to him as a character jfc) that i wasn’t aware of. it creates a different experience.

this also ties into the fact that the play’s ending (as far as i can tell from chapter one and the prologue) is a much happier twist than what actually occurs in book and what we’re talking about. the play ends with christine and raoul being together with the phantom slinking off into the shadows never to be seen again (which, happier for christine and raoul i suppose) meanwhile the book is saying that christine, the phantom and raoul have all vanished and raoul’s elder brother is dead. literally the entire plot line with raoul’s brother is nonexistent in the play—which adds another layer of depth which is blindsiding me a little bit. i think for the sake of time and for the songs, the play mainly focuses on the “love triangle” between raoul, the phantom, and christine, and aside from being christine’s love interest and protector, raoul doesn’t really have his Own storyline going on. i’m very curious to see where the story will go with this added plot thread and what his brother is like in the first place. they’re described (raoul and his brother) to be adoring of one another, so the fact that people assume that raoul did it is fascinating; so i want to see if i can understand why gaston TC is saying that’s the public opinion.

the last little bit i want to touch on here bc this is getting EXTREMELY long is that everyone is supremely superstitious and i find it interesting that this is notated in the book bc it’s a real showcase of the times and what’s considered “normality.” when you think of france in this time (late 1800s-early 1900s) and really much of western europe, you assume there’s a heavy emphasis on christianity as we know religious conservatives to be today. but it’s more complicated than that. but i counted about 8 instances alone in chapter 1 where people are explicitly said to be superstitious (like la sorelli one of the principal dancers & gabriel the chorus master) and several instances of people crossing themselves, using horseshoes and iron/metal and touching rings/making gestures with their hands to ward off back luck or evil. which, given our modern viewpoint of this time we would assume they’d all be praying to god etc etc. it just strikes me that in the presence of the supernatural, people are more likely to act on “tried and true” superstitions than relying on something that doesn’t involve them doing something to stop the evil from hurting you.

it’s very fascinating!

i’m really enjoying everything so far and i’m gonna keep going on to chapter 2 :)

#ren reads #the phantom of the opera

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lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar · 3 years

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#bruce dickinson #interview #mtv #american tv #1987 #ALRIGHT #LOOKING THROUGH THIS LATER #WHY DID I NOT MAKR A SLOW VERSION OF THAT SMILE #EITH HIS HANDS THERE #I WANT A SLOE VERSION OF IT AND I #I ALREADY FINISHED THE VIDEO #AND ITS LATE AND IM IN BED AND CANT MAKE IT AND I JUST #ITS ALREADY DONE #EHY DIDNT I #ITS SO CUTE I NEED IT

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asweetprologue · 3 years

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Food of the Continent

Alright kids this is a little different from my normal stuff and entirely self indulgent! I recently worked on a fic that involved mention of quite a bit of food, and me being myself, I put a decent amount of research into it. I decided to compile that for those who, like me, get to a scene where the boys are eating and find themselves at a loss. What would a medieval witcher and bard eat on an average day? I’ve based my findings on medieval Poland, which isn’t, obviously, the Continent. If you want to add potatoes to your fantasy world, go ahead! The Witcher 3 certainly did. But if you’re looking for accuracy, please see an extensive list of medieval appropriate foods below the cut!

Medieval Polish Cuisine

Meat

Pork

Beef

Poultry

Fish

Royalty/Nobility only: Venison

Most common: Pork, Beef

Breads

Rye bread - Used mostly commonly for trenchers

Common white bread - Often used for harvest feasts

Rusks or binavice - A hard tack-like bread used for soldiers' rations

Manchet breads - Essentially wheat rolls

Boiled breads (bagels, ring pretzels) - Also called circuli or bracellus if you don’t want to say that Geralt is eating a bagel, but he could have! They were a very common street food.

Rogale or crescent rolls

Most common: Trenchers, white wheat rolls

Vegetables

Field peas

Cabbage

Onions

Fava beans (used for animal fodder, peasant food, and flour)

Mushrooms

Leeks

Beats

Kale

Lentil (lower class food, often stewed)

Parsnips

Cucumbers (treated as a fruit, a type of melon)

Skirrets

Rutabagas

Turnips

Radishes

Lettuce

Alexanders

Carrots (VERY rarely)

Most common: Peas, cabbage, onion; parsnips and skirrets in the winter

Notes: Pickling and dry storage were extraordinarily important for surviving the winter months. Peas could be saved dry and reconstituted by soaking them in water, and cabbage was turned into sauerkraut. Also note the lack of potatoes! Anytime you think of potatoes in a meal, substitute them for turnips.

Fruits and Nuts

Apples

Pears

Plums

Cherries

Hazelnuts

Strawberries

Blueberries

Raspberries, sloes, cranberries, and rowans (all used to make juice or in fermented beverages)

Raisins

Almonds (expensive)

Figs (expensive)

Most common: Apples, pears

Notes: Serves always after the main meal, fresh or cooked. Apples were often dried and eaten year round, or made into a butter and jarred. While not part of the Polish diet, I posit that more exotic fruits like oranges (used for cooking, not eating), peaches, lemons, and dates could probably be brought north from Nilfgaard, but they would be more rare and expensive the further north you went!

Herbs

Parsley (helps kill the onion smell)

Dill

Garlic

Mustard

Fennel

Most common: Parsley and dill

Oil

Lard

Butter

Poppy and hemp oil

Notes: Butter and lard were extremely important. Medieval people burned a lot of calories, so fats were a critical part of their diet. Almost every meal would have been smothered in some kind of animal fat, unless it was a Friday.

Drinks

Honey water/milk

Hydromel (similar to mead, less alcohol)

Mead

Ale

Wine

Desserts

Placki, flat cakes

Tortae, high quality desserts made only with high grade bolted flour. Could have been a type of strudel with rich cheese based filling. Also could refer to small, flat cakes. Also could have been similar to cheesecake.

Marzipan (expensive)

Notes: In a contradictory fashion, when you read sweetmeats, that means desserts. It usually refers to a highly sugary confection, such as candied fruits or nuts. Sweetbread on the other had, does refer to meat, and is made from offal. I know.

Common Dishes Gruel of mixed grains - Side dish, served with meat and a wheat bread Courtier's Pottage - One pot dinner made with millet, peas, bacon, onion, vinegar and parsley. Would have been quite thick due to the millet. Extremely common. Parsnip, Leek, and Alexander Stew - Common in early spring, typical one pot meal for a noble family. Served with cheese dumplings. Pears stewed with Cucumbers and Figs Chicken baked with Prunes - Common in noble establishments. Either cooked in a covered pot, or wrapped in dough to form a kind of giant turnover on festive occasions. Ham stewed with Cucumbers - A rich dish made with butter, onion, beer, and cucumber, raisins, and cranberries. Sour cream was added to the stew to thicken it. Lentils and Skirrets with Bacon - Stew Beer Soup - A classic stew made with leeks, cabbage, flour, beer, eggs, and cheese Fish Aspic - A kind of savory gelatin, usually used as an ornamental component of a larger banquet display Game stewed with Sauerkraut - Bigos, served at royal banquets. Peasants probably had their own versions using pork or beef instead of venison. Crepes - Probably served not as a dessert but during dinner, with beer soup and cheese or fish aspic. Krepel - Flat cake of layered cheese and bread, fried and served with strawberries or fruit Praskury - Wafers Apple flat cake - Essentially like an apple pizza Honey cakes - Kind of flat cake saturated with honey.

If your characters are eating Breakfast, they're probably eating millet porridge, eggs, or bacon. If they are eating Lunch, they are probably eating trencher bread with lard or cheese or soaked in beer, or stew. If they are eating Dinner, they are probably eating some kind of meat, usually pork or beef, with vegetables like cabbage, peas, onions or parsnips, either in some kind of one pot stew or plain. Desserts are almost always sweetened with honey, and include fried breads and wafers.

Roadside meals would probably consist of fresh meat from hunts (mostly poultry and rabbit), either roasted or put in a stew; rusks, eaten plain or soaked in water or ale; wild berries or apples; reconstituted peas; sauerkraut; and root vegetables like parsnips, turnips, radishes and onions that would save well over several days. Wild parsnips could probably be found easily in the Northern Realms.

I hope this was helpful to someone! This is meant to help you generate ideas, not to be used as a strict guide for what to include in your fics. This is fantasy, so you can absolutely do whatever you want, and besides that it will always be hard for us to be accurate about what exactly went on in the medieval kitchen. However I hope this helps give you an idea about what the average tavern might be serving, and you can worry a little less about what to include in those pesky meal scenes.

Source: Food and Drink of Medieval Poland by Maria Dembinska, English translation by William Woys Weaver

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"Yellowfinger, you have been mischievous enough to reach Allfather Lloyd's naughty list this year..."

Gwynfor, wearing an ill-fitting beard and wooly hat, crosses his arms in mock disapproval. He looks to his companion and the stormdrake seems to solemnly nod, but not too much should the fake antlers shake off.

"Under normal circumstances, I would challenge you for your presents. However, it has been quite a year so... you get your gift. One small salt statue of Fluffles! Try not to drop him into the swamp, though..."

He then presents an adorable figurine of a titanite lizard.

(fulgurantfirstborn)

@fulgurantfirstborn

Comically excessive horror dawns on her expression; her mouth hangs ajar. Her eyes are enormous. Her posture is the one of a woman who’s just received divine judgment by sword execution- which isn’t all that far off, considered who’s consigning her to the ignominy of belonging to the naughty list, who absolutely is not Gwynfor. Heysel’s face almost says, what do you mean, naughty list? I didn’t do anything! I just cut so many tongues, all those who desperately did not want to part with them squirming under my blade! I cracked some skulls with my pick! I broke some bones! I took some lives! I played some pranks on Leonhard! But aside from that I didn’t do anything!

Thankfully, the very real Allfather Lloyd is merciful enough to grant her gift still. It’s a little sculpture of the one and only Fluffle, who, scuttling next to the Finger's feet as the item exchanges hands and Heysel gasps and laughs, aghast dismay instantly replaced by bright joy in the blink of an eye, looks intently at the miniature version of itself. In its little sloe black eyes, cogitation: is it a false idol to be destroyed and the enormous man that brought it punished through ankle-biting, or an offering to its grandiose self? Should it rain fire and terror on everything before itself, yes, especially on the antlered monster, what is that abomination even, or benignly concede this attempt at bribing its mercy?

The latter option of both considerations wins, if the single sort-of-approving hiss it offers as Heysel lets it sniff the statue says anything.

“Thank you! See? Fluffle loves it!” Heysel continues, giddy. “Hope you have a good day, Allfather Lloyd! I'll put it in a special place of my house!”

#fulgurantfirstborn #// fluffle is pacified... for now #thanks! and sorry for the late answer :')

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Epithets; the Pros and Pitfalls

Ok gang, so recently the topic of epithets in fanfic has come up and this is a topic I have been thinking about a LOT for A LONG TIME so I figured maybe now is the time to share my thoughts on phrases like ‘the braided baka’ and ‘the ebony-eyed Chinese pilot’ and what some of the pitfalls are in using epithets to enrich your writing.

NOTE: I am not slamming the use of epithets! I am not coming into your fic from 25 years ago saying ‘shame!’. I am only maintaining that these are tricky to get right, and to raise awareness of how epithets can be a really useful, powerful tool of description but also a double-edged blade.

What is an Epithet Anyway?

An epithet is a word or phrase applied to a person or thing to describe an actual or attributed quality, in addition to or instead of their name, and which are used to identify.

On one side of tradition, they are poetic. Homer, writer of the Odyssey, was a big fan of these. ‘The wine dark sea’, ‘rosy fingered Dawn’, and ‘Nausicaa of the long white arms’ are some of his most famous, never mind ‘Apollo, destroyer of mice!’. In his works they were generally descriptive, or talked directly to the schemata (the perceptions and understanding) of his audience.

Everyone knows Achaeans are super hairy, right? You know that.

On another side of tradition, they are identifiers. If you have a populace named virtually nothing but John, Richard and Henry and you’re not used to using family names, then calling this John ‘Long John’ and that John ‘Little John’ helps direct attention to the right person. Or to acknowledge their good or bad deeds/attributes (Peter the Brave vs Stinky Pete, for example) or their lineage (Aragorn son of Arathorn/ John of Gaunt). They can be used for comedic purposes as a device to make purposefully similar characters more amusing (Wee Jock, Big Jock and Smaller-than-Big-Jock-but-Bigger-than-Wee-Jock Jock all agreed to steal the sheep. The Pirate with the Peg Leg and the Pirate with the Clothes Peg boarded the ship.)

But notice that many of these epithets still use people’s names or are direct substitutions for when a name isn’t known. And they are largely subjective - epithets carry not only description but opinion - the opinion of society at large or the opinion of the individual speaker - and pinpoint value - what it IS about this person we should pay attention to.

And that means epithets can be used to praise, (Richard the Lionheart), to criticise (Bad King John), and to stereotype (those hairy Achaeans).

Oh and these are just epithets used for people. Epithets come in other forms, for example:

“The earth is crying-sweet, And scattering-bright the air, Eddying, dizzying, closing round, With soft and drunken laughter…”

The highlighted parts of Beauty and Beauty by Rupert Brooke are also epithets. But i’m going to focus on those used to describe people in this discussion.

In short, epithets always carry meaning in two ways - they focus on what the user feels is perceptively important about the subject of the epithet, and as a result, when we look through the lens of an epithet, our view of a character narrows.

Why are they Great?

Because they’re poetic by nature; they add interest and often eloquence. And because they tell us so much about the point of view of the user. They can add new facets to characters and give writers a secondary means of identifying characters to reduce name fatigue, or differentiate between otherwise similar characters. They can be comedic or evocative. They can show the changeability of characters as they develop or when circumstances change. Clever Odysseus, Lord of Men can become Pitiable Odysseus, hated by the sea.

But because they are poetic, because they carry opinion and because they are inherently narrow in their focus, there’s a whole bunch of pitfalls to be aware of when using epithets. Getting this wrong, well, maybe you just make your story harder to follow. Get it very wrong, and at worst you could genuinely offend someone.

What’s the Problem with Poetry?

The first basic issue you may encounter is that your epithets are too vague or are being overused.

‘My better half’ is an epithet. But if he (she? they?) has not been introduced in any capacity and you also alternate referring to him (her? them?) as ‘the hardened police officer’ and ‘the sloe-eyed beauty’ I might be forgiven for losing track of how many people are in the scene, how they’re related and how I should be thinking of them. Especially early in a story where i’m still getting up to speed with the setting. Here your epithets are muddying the story and it’s a situation where you should be using names. Even for fanfic where we’re assuming that the characters are familiar to everyone, you should be clearly introducing your version of the characters, because generally readers like to know they’re on the same page from the start rather than get thrown for a loop later on. And also you can’t be sure what your reader is thinking, so tell them.

Don’t forget that a NAME captures the whole of a person. Epithets only capture a slice.

You may also make your epithets too purple. ‘The azure-orbed golden-haired CEO’ is a mouthful, and may be adding detail that is irrelevant to the scene; imaging encountering that in a scene where Quatre is busy slashing through Leos in a desert battle. Who is stopping to think about that? Why does it deserve a spotlight right here, right now?

The other type of overuse is to pick one epithet that is your favourite and use it for every other mention of that character. Because epithets carry more meaning than names this is a little like shouting that character’s name through a bullhorn. It’s great the first couple of times - Wow! Exciting! Memorable! - but it fatigues faster than using their name would have. The epithet can then become annoying (’I know he’s got long hair, stop saying it!’) or at very very worst it can become othering. You will alienate your reader from the character, and at the absolute worst, this may mean your reader either comes out with expressions of an attitude to that character that you had no intention of courting or encouraging, or they think YOU have those attitudes and go away from your story thinking ‘wow, that was a well-written story but OOF. that guy’s got some uncomfortable feelings about stuff’.

Whose Line is it Anyway?

Epithets can be factual. They can be based on things you know, I know, and (most importantly) everyone in the story knows. For example, ‘The Wing Gundam Pilot’ is a factual epithet for Heero and is based on knowledge accessible and agreed by 99% of people.

It would still not work if the narrative POV is a character who doesn’t know Heero or doesn’t recognise him as a Gundam Pilot at all. E.G. He’s in disguise and questioning Abdul, who has never met him before.

And this is because epithets are still directional. They convey an understanding or a focus from the user to the reader, regardless of if the user is a character within the story, or the voice of the author themselves. And that’s where it can get weird.

Let’s say I’m writing a story from Rashid’s POV. As a person, he is unlikely to be fussed about the colour of Heero’s eyes, or the fact that Trowa is tall because Rashid is too pragmatic to give a hoot if your eyes are blue or not, and literally everyone is a shrimp compared to Rashid. So in that story, epithets like ‘The azure-eyed pilot’ or ‘the tall pilot’ would be strange if not meaningless coming from that character, and in fact would break the 4th wall by forcing the author’s voice into the foreground.

Effective epithets are either universal and readily accepted (and therefore often neutral/factual, even if they are poetic - rosey-fingered Dawn) or they are naturally biased towards the perspective of the user. Which means characterisation of an epithet used by a person in a story to describe another person in the story goes both ways: When a story in Heero’s POV describes Duo as a ‘violet-eyed beauty’ I may think ‘Duo, purple eyes, pretty boy, yes. check!’ but I will probably also think, ‘wow, Heero’s a massive closet romantic and he has some serious pants-feels for Duo’.

Or if that doesn’t match my view of Heero as a character, I may well think that this author has missed the point of Heero Yuy: Perfect Soldier and it’s THEM who has the serious pants-feels for Duo. If it’s the middle of a gritty battle scene, I may also think ‘Wow, is this really the time, author? Put it back in your pants’.

Or maybe in the above example, it’s a 1x2 but this is jumping the gun. Heero isn’t aware of his own feelings yet so this kind of epithet is premature in Chapter 1. Bring it in down the line when Heero’s acknowledging to himself that Duo makes him go all weird and sweaty.

So use epithets knowing that they will describe the target but also the user, and if those things don’t accord, can jar your reader quickly out of the headspace you were trying to achieve or shout your own voice over that of your characters.

Distilling or Reducing?

If I take a mint plant and distill it, I will end up with a bottle of menthol oil which I could shove under your nose and declare ‘this is perfume!’ and you, eyes streaming, would have to stand there and generally agree.

But if i take a mint plant, rip off a leaf and push it in your face and declare ‘this is perfume!’ you’re less likely to agree with me. Because in this case, I am not distilling, i am reducing.

Epithets can work the same way. At their best, they take everything you want to convey about a character and their situation/personality and condense it into one potent phrase that socks your reader in the face.

But all too often, they are used reductively and then you actually lose a great deal of what’s important about a character for the sake of showmanship and/or lazy writer’s short-hand.

Let’s go back to the Odyssey. Odysseus has just washed up after being shipwrecked; he’s naked, salt encrusted, beardy and beasty and savage. Whilst stumbling around on the shore he is met by a princess, Nausicaa. Nausicaa of the long, white arms. That’s her epithet. From a modern feminist perspective, it seems a little reductive, but in the context of the story, it’s a distillation. She plays an opposite to Odysseus in this scene as he struggles to come back to civilisation after his hardships. She is washing rich clothes; he’s dressed in rags. She’s feminine and cultured and graceful; he’s acting like a wild lion. She represents civilisation and ideals with her fragility and her skin that’s been protected from the sun. He’s burnt and has forgotten how to act like a man.

So whilst the epithet is focussed it tells me a lot of what i need to know and expect of Nausicaa in terms of her role in the story, and the fact that she will compel Odysseus to come back to himself as King of Ithaca.

However, epithets are commonly based on appearance, status or origin, and can very easily fall into stereotype and tropes. Remember Homer’s hairy Achaeans? Was that a flattering description? Would Achaeans bang their chest and cheer proudly to be described as hairy, or would they be put out? If Achaeans are hairy, then what are Trojans?

Let’s bring this to a modern context. If I use ‘the American pilot’ as short hand to convey that Duo is brash and loud and reckless...can I guarantee that my reader will agree with that assumption? Personally I know a lot of Americans, many of whom are not brash or loud or reckless. And if Americans in my fic are de facto brash and loud and reckless... what are Chinese people like? Humourless and ill-tempered? Or is that just Wufei? As a British person, I can find it more than tiresome to see myself represented as old-fashioned and endlessly polite; particularly when it gets obvious that the writer hasn’t the first clue about the UK or British culture. I can only imagine what it’s like for minority groups.

If you start short-handing in this way, it’s the top of a potentially slippery slope into unintentional racial or cultural profiling. This is where epithets can start to raise eyebrows or make readers reach for the back-button. You need to ask yourself - is this lazy description or is this meaningful? Is this from a ‘generic’ POV (IE, mine as the author) or is it quantified by the POV of a character in the story who may carry those biases? Should those biases be acknowledged or explored by the story? Should those biases be carried in character speech only, then, or is it ok to put them into the prose?

Is there a way I can characterise that without short-handing with a basic epithet? If I’m already saying that Duo flipped the table and threw his hands up in impatience, does tagging on this epithet strengthen the meaning of those actions, or are his actions defining the epithet?

Did you know that the alternative meaning of ‘epithet’ is ‘a disparaging or abusive word or phrase’? This is loaded description.

And finally, sometimes the epithet is just plain boring. If the epithet is a universal fact, then it is also a static snapshot of the character we’ve seen before; and it’s often not even individual. Heero has blue eyes... but so does Quatre, and so do Relena, Zechs, Mariemaia, Treize, Sally Po, Sylvia Noventa and that guy over there. It tells me nothing about Heero as a person and even if we argue ‘but it’s a specific shade of blue!’ Well...sure. It’s still not that unique and you shouldn’t have to dig that deep into the epithet to make the trait stand out. It’s the literary version of a newspaper headline yelling ‘WOMAN WEARS CLOTHES’.

For example, compare:

‘The blue-eyed Vice Foreign Minister entered the meeting room’

Cool beans. So what? Relena’s arrived but my attention is already distracted away from her looking for something more plot-related. Especially if this is chapter 3 and her appearance has already been described to me 6 or 7 times.

‘The false queen, Relena Peacecraft entered the meeting room’.

J u i c y! Sounds like tea is going to be spilled. Who’s still holding this grudge against her? Is she the villain here? I’m gonna keep reading.

TL;DR

In summary, epithets carry a lot of personal perspective and can be powerful devices in writing. Used well, they will lift up your writing and make it memorable, vivid and engaging. Used thoughtlessly, you can stumble into a number of pitfalls, some which will make your writing harder to read or unintentionally comedic, and others that could make you look like an asshole.

#fanfic writing #writing advice #epithets #YMMV

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Jess Glynne and Ed Sheeran performing an acoustic version of “Thursday”. __________________________ Thursday Songwriters: Steve Mac, Ed Sheeran and Jessica Hannah Glynne

I won't wear makeup on Thursday I'm sick of covering up I'm tired of feeling so broken I'm tired of falling in love Sometimes I'm shy and I'm anxious Sometimes I'm down on my knees Sometimes I try to embrace All my insecurities So I won't wear makeup on Thursday 'Cause who I am is enough And there are many things that I could change so slightly But why would I succumb to something so unlike me I was always taught to just be myself Don't change for anyone I wanna laugh, I wanna cry Don't want these tears inside my eyes, yeah Don't wanna wake up and feel insecure I wanna sing, I wanna dance I wanna feel love inside my hands again I just wanna feel beautiful Oh-oh-oh, oh ah Oh-oh-oh, oh ah Oh-oh-oh, I just wanna feel beautiful I wear my sweat pants on Thursday And I'll drink sloe gin from a can I'll build my own independence I don't always need a man You know sometimes I feel lonely Could do with the company Oh, I get high when I'm down But you know that's alright with me So I will do nothing on Thursday Sit alone and be And there are many things that I could change so slightly But why would I succumb to something so unlike me I was always taught to just be myself Don't change for anyone I wanna laugh, I wanna cry Don't want these tears inside my eyes, yeah Don't wanna wake up and feel insecure I wanna sing, I wanna dance I wanna feel love inside my hands again I just wanna feel beautiful Oh-oh-oh, oh ah Oh-oh-oh, oh ah Oh-oh-oh, I just wanna feel beautiful Oh-oh-oh, oh ah Oh-oh-oh, oh ah Oh-oh-oh, I just wanna feel beautiful I won't wear makeup on Thursday 'Cause who I am is enough I wanna laugh, I wanna cry Don't want these tears inside my eyes, yeah Don't wanna wake up and feel insecure I wanna sing, I wanna dance I wanna feel love inside my hands again I just wanna feel beautiful Oh-oh-oh, oh ah Oh-oh-oh, oh ah Oh-oh-oh, I just wanna feel beautiful Oh-oh-oh, oh ah Oh-oh-oh, oh ah Oh-oh-oh, I just wanna feel beautiful

#ed sheeran #steve mac #jess glynne

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Oliver Stone’s ‘Natural Born Killers’ Is, More than Ever, the Spectacle of Our Time

Yet it has never gained true respectability.

Variety

Owen Gleiberman

“ Works of art that were once radical tend to find their cozy place in the cultural ecosystem. It’s almost funny to think that an audience ever booed “The Rite of Spring,” or that the Sex Pistols shocked people to their souls, or that museum patrons once stood in front of Jackson Pollock’s splatter paintings or Warhol’s soup cans and said, “But is it art?” In 1971, “A Clockwork Orange” was a scandal, but it quickly came to be thought of as a Kubrick classic.

Yet “Natural Born Killers,” a brazenly radical movie when it was first released, on August 26, 1994, has never lost its sting of audacity. It’s still dangerous, crazy-sick, luridly hypnotic, ripped from the id, and visionary. I loved the movie from the moment I saw it. It haunted me for weeks afterward, and over the next few years I saw it over and over again (probably 40 times), obsessed with the experience of it, the terrible lurching beauty of it, the spellbinding truth of it. It’s a film that has never left my system.

I’ve met a number of people who feel the way I do about “Natural Born Killers,” but I’ve also run across a great many people who don’t. The reaction has always been split between those I would call “Natural Born Killers” believers (they included, at the time, such influential critics as Roger Ebert and Stanley Kauffmann) and those who thumb their noses at what they consider to be an over-the-top spectacle of Oliver Stone “indulgence.” At the time of its release, it was said that the film was bombastic, gonzo for its own sake, pretentious as hell, and — of course — too violent. Too flippantly violent. In a way, “Natural Born Killers” was the “Moulin Rouge!” of shotgun-lovers-on-the-lam thrillers. Either you got onto its stylized high wire, its deliberate pornography of operatic overkill, or you thought it was trash.

The divide has never been resolved, and the movie has never gained true respectability. Which I think is a good thing. Some works of art need to remain outside the official system of canonical reverence. But if you go back and watch “Natural Born Killers” today, long after all the ’90s-version-of-film-Twitter chatter about it has faded, what you’ll see (or, at least, what I hope you’ll see) is that the movie summons a unique power that descends from the grandeur of its theme. Far more than, say, “The Matrix,” “Natural Born Killers” was the movie that glimpsed the looking glass we were passing through, the new psycho-metaphysical space we were living inside — the roller-coaster of images and advertisements, of entertainment and illusion, of demons that come up through fantasy and morph into daydreams, of vicarious violence that bleeds into real violence.

I’ve always found “Natural Born Killers” a nearly impossible movie to nail down in writing (it’s like trying to capture what music sounds like). Sure, it’s easy to summarize the tale of Mickey Knox (Woody Harrelson), a sloe-eyed drawling psycho in a blond ponytail, and his ragingly damaged bad-apple lover, Mallory (Juliette Lewis), the two of whom go on a killing spree that turns them into celebrities, like Bonnie and Clyde for the age of TMZ.

Yet it’s the moment-to-moment, shot-to-shot texture of the movie that transforms a two-dimensional story into a four-dimensional sensory X-ray. I took my best shot at writing about it in my 2016 memoir, “Movie Freak,” in which I said:

“The tingly audacity of ‘Natural Born Killers,’ and the addictive pleasure of watching it, begins with the perception that Mickey and Mallory experience not just their infamy but every moment of their lives as pop culture. Their lives are poured through the images they carry around in their heads. The two of them enact a heightened version of a world in which identity is increasingly becoming a murky, bundled fusion of true life and media fantasy. It works something like this: You are what you watch, which is what you want to be, which is what you think you are, which is what you really can be (yes, you can!), as long as you…believe.”

What form does this kind of belief take? It’s a word that applies, in equal measure, to the fan-geek hordes at Comic-Con; to the gun geeks who imagine themselves part of a larger “militia”; to the gamers and the dark-web conspiracy junkies; to the people who think that Donald Trump was qualified to be president because he pretended to be an imperious executive on TV. It applies to anyone who experiences the news as the world’s greatest reality show, or to the way that social media is called social media because it’s about people treating every facet of their lives as “media” — as a verité performance. Made just before the rise of the Internet, “Natural Born Killers” captured, and predicted, a society that turns reality itself into a nonstop channel surf, a simulacrum of the life we’re living. One of the film’s most brilliant sequences is a dystopian sitcom, with a vile fulminating Rodney Dangerfield, that depicts Mallory’s hellish home. It’s a dysfunctional nightmare reduced to TV, which is what allows Mallory to murder her way out of it.

“Natural Born Killers” took off from a script by Quentin Tarantino that got drastically rewritten (Tarantino received a story credit), though it provided the basic spine of the film’s evil-hipsters-on-the-run structure and kicky satirical ultraviolence. But there’s a reason that Tarantino didn’t like the finished film; it’s not, in the end, his sensibility. His vision is suffused with irony, whereas Oliver Stone directs “Natural Born Killers” as if he were making a documentary about a homicidal acid trip.

The patchwork of film stocks that Stone employs (black-and-white, glaring color, 8mm, grainy video) turns the movie into a volcanic multimedia dream-poem. And it’s no coincidence that those clashing visual textures are an elaboration of the style that Stone invented for “JFK,” a drama about political reality (the assassination of a president) that gets sucked into the vortex of media reality (the now-you-see-it-now-you-don’t mesmerization of the Zapruder film). “Natural Born Killers” pushes that dynamic several steps further, as Mickey and Mallory’s murder spree becomes a hall of mirrors that’s being televised inside their own heads. In 1967, the tagline for “Bonnie and Clyde” was “They’re young. They’re in love. And they kill people.” The tagline for “Natural Born Killers” should have been: “They kill people. So they’ll have something to watch.”

“Natural Born Killers” captures how our parasitical relationship to pop culture can magnify the cycle of violence. Yet that theme may be more dangerous now than it was in 1994. As a liberal who’s a staunch advocate of every gun-control measure conceivable, and would never think to “blame” a mass shooting on a piece of entertainment, I am nevertheless haunted by the possibility that half a century’s worth of insanely violent pop culture has had a collective numbing effect. In “Natural Born Killers,” a psychiatrist, played with diligent dryness by the comedian Steven Wright, gets interviewed on television about Mickey and Mallory, and his analysis is as follows: “Mickey and Mallory know the difference between right and wrong. They just don’t give a damn.”

That, to me, is one of the most resonant lines in all of movies, because what it’s describing now sounds chillingly close to too many of us. Sure, we all say that we care. But if you look at the actions, the judgments, the policies supported by millions of Americans, it seems increasingly clear that we’re turning into a society of people who know the difference between right and wrong, but just don’t give a damn.

Or maybe that’s too dark a thing to say. But the beauty, and brilliance, of “Natural Born Killers,” which draws on and radicalizes a tradition of movies (“Bonnie and Clyde,” “Badlands,” “Taxi Driver”) that deposit the audience directly into the souls of sociopaths, is that the film dares to ask us to ask ourselves what we’re made of. To ask whether we’ve removed life from reality by turning it into a spectacle of nonstop self-projection. To ask whether we’re now watching ourselves to death. “

-- I loved it when I saw it. I saw it once. It scared me. It was too real and too predictive, too foretelling. But brilliant. Scary brilliant. To see the parody of the sitcom is to live your present life, your past life, and realize a subtle and not so subtle horror coursing through our filtered vision every day.

#oliver stone #natural born killers

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back-and-totheleft · 5 years

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Our parasitical relationship to pop

-Owen Gleiberman, “Twenty-Five Years Later, Oliver Stone’s ‘Natural Born Killers’ Is, More than Ever, the Spectacle of Our Time,” Variety, Aug 25 2019 [x]

#oliver stone #Natural Born Killers #25th anniversary #Owen Gleiberman #variety

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silviopugi · 5 years

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My CHARLIE CHAPLIN 2.0:

This week we wanted to tweet a forgotten classic, and here is our version of "CharlieChaplin 2.0".

�� This cocktail differs greatly from the original, while maintaining the same solid foundations:

The original Charlie Chaplin was created in a luxurious New York hotel in 1931, obviously in honor of the legendary actor and director. This drink includes among its ingredients: Sloe Gin, Apricot Brandy and lime juice. Over time, of course, the variations have come in abundance ..

For example, I wanted to twist it a bit and I made myself a black cherry-infused gin, I added a brand new product that is the Martini Fiero, made with grape must, and lemon juice.

● The result is a drink with a sweet and sour taste that, of course, as I said before, is different from the original, but turns out to be very summery and well balanced!

● INGREDIENTS:

• Gin infused with black cherry (Homemade)

• Lemon juice

• Martini Fiero

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glassrain · 5 years

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Upon the hearth the fire is red,

Beneath the roof there is a bed;

But not yet weary are our feet,

Still round the corner we may meet

A sudden tree or standing stone

That none have seen but we alone.

Tree and flower and leaf and grass,

Let them pass! Let them pass!

Hill and water under sky,

Pass them by! Pass them by!

Still round the corner there may wait

A new road or a secret gate,

And though we pass them by today,

Tomorrow we may come this way

And take the hidden paths that run

Towards the moon or to the sun.

Apple, thorn, and nut and sloe,

Let them go! Let them go!

Sand and stone and pool and dell,

Fare you well! Fare you well!

Home is behind, the world ahead,

And there are many paths to tread

Through shadows to the edge of night,

Until the stars are are all alight.

Then world behind and home ahead,

We’ll wander back to home and bed.

Mist and twilight, cloud and shade,

Away shall fade! Away shall fade!

Fire and lamp, and mead and bread,

And then to bed! And then to bed!

So this is one of Tolkien’s Hobbit songs, called simply “a walking-song.” It doesn’t even have a proper name. I love this song, personally. I read it and was positively enraptured. I think it’s this delightful, almost whimsical mix of both the restful comforts of home, and also a simple wonder towards discovery and adventure. Which is wonderful, because usually focus is on one or the other - on the safety of home, or the splendor of adventure - but this song really captures just how beautiful both are. One can’t stay safe and warm at home forever, because then they will learn and experience and live. Likewise, one can’t adventure forever, because they will ultimately find themselves alone, with no ties to anyone and nothing worthwhile to show for all their discoveries and knowledge. It celebrates the wonder of life, but takes comfort in the fact that all the excitement and questing will ultimately find rest in the comforts of home. Both are important, and this song delights in them both.

I also enjoy the fact that the more “adventurous” aspects of this song are ... so simple. It’s not about great battles or distant lands. The things that are discovered in this song are things like flowers, apples, pools and pathways. Not exactly the stuff of legends. But the songs stops on these everyday discoveries with wide-eyed wonder. Look! This little corner of the world, this grass and these stones, no one else but me has ever seen them before. That dirt road there to the left, where do you suppose it goes? To a clear, sparkling spring? To an open field? Perhaps to a thicket or a strawberry bush? Who knows? It’s a beautiful, twinkling mystery, made even more so for the waiting of discovery. It’s such a dazzling, child-like way of looking at the world. And if we’re honest, isn’t this the way we all want to see the world?

And I adore the pacing of this song! Like, the way it starts: the singer is on their way home, but is in no great rush, enjoying “the long way around” as it were. The song stops to take note of “Tree and flower and leaf and grass.” It’s bright and loose and carefree, and you can almost feel the sunlight on the back of the singer’s neck and the grass beneath their bare feet. The song continues on, and turns its focus on “A new road or a secret gate.” Winding roads behind hidden corners, new discoveries. Mysteries, curiosity, delightful secrets, wonder. (And this line, “And though we may pass them by today, tomorrow we may come this way,” just settles in my heart. It’s so ... I’m not quite sure. relaxed, maybe. At peace. Our world is so rushed, so intent on things like being successful or living in the moment. But this? It’s quiet. The singer derives their quiet delight from their journey home, but is also aware that more delights are yet to come. They don’t have to rush in and discover today, while things are still beautiful, because there is still tomorrow. The singer welcomes tomorrow and all its mysteries. The singer quietly walks past opportunities, because they have hope that, perhaps the two of them will meet again. I don’t know if I’m explaining it right - I don’t even know that I really understand it myself - but this line is so lovely to me.) The stanza in this verse focuses on foods, thorns, pools of water. Less commonplace than leaves and grass. There’s an excitement here, a sense of discovery. Now it almost feels like the singer is walking through a cheerful woods, with sunlight dappling in through the filter of the treetops. The first verse was loose and relaxed, while this one has a little more focus to it. The final verse is thoughtful, musing, taking everything in with a quiet serenity. This verse talks about “Mist and twilight, cloud and shade.” The sun has set, the stars are just beginning to appear in the pink-and-violet sky. The singer talks about how big and undiscovered the world yet is, and that’s okay and that’s wonderful. Because it’s not the job of the singer to discover every corner - merely to find joy in his own discoveries. And then the singer retires peacefully, gleefully to the warmth and comfort of home and bed, because life is vast and beautiful and so very, very full. And this song just makes me so happy.

As a closing note, fellow movie-watchers may recognize that last verse - isn’t that what Pippin sings to Denethor? Or course, this version is much happier than that found in the movie (it always rather amused me, Pippin insisting that he doesn’t know any serious songs, and then singing a piece that sounds like a requiem for the dead). Furthermore, this song is reportedly put to the tune of an old Hobbit folk-tune; whatever it is that Pippin is singing in Return of the King, I can 100% guarantee that that’s NO Hobbit folk-tune.

#lord of the rings #lotr #j.r.r. tolkien #lotr - commentary #tolkien #the fellowship of the ring #canon compliance aside though i DO love pippin's song #it's SO hauntingly beautiful #sorry for rambling so long on this song probably no one but me cares about #but it hit me hard and i needed to talk about it to someone #and my family hasn't read the books #and also probably isn't interested in hearing my long rave about one unimportant song #but i really love this song okay?

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There’s so much going on and I don’t have anyone to talk to about it.

Hello, I’ve created this tiny space as an outlet for me to be myself ---- to talk about anything I want, be whatever I want, post my bad art, and my good art, channel my thoughts and the list goes on. Kinda like a safe space I guess.

Anyways, this is my first post and I’m going to talk about how angry I’ve been this week. I have so much built up anger inside me from I don’t even know where. I guess I’ve been bottling up so much negative energy, it’s getting unhealthy for myself and I’m afraid it would affect the people around me as well. So I guess I’ll just rant here? It’s my safe space after all.

So here it is, my current list of things that has been bothering me lately:

1. I’m angry at how clueless I am about the direction and I’m heading for towards my future. My foundation year is coming to an end in about three months and I have no idea what I want to major in. I’m envious of people who have their goals and ‘purposes’ figured out while I’m still stuck here feeling lost as ever. I’ve always idealised at the thought of being an artist, curating art installations, have pieces in art exhibitions, open workshops to teach and interact with others who have common interests, do commissions, make people feel something, do murals and the sort. but hey!! I have doing science my whole life and it would be crazy to do a 360 turn amirite. Afterall, with a sibling sloe to my age who is good at numbers and the sort, I would definitely be looked down on if I do choose something in the artistic field. So, I thought of architechture and I just might pursue it but it sucks when your parents tell you that it’s more of an ’extroverted’ degree and unsuitable for someone like me who is more ‘introverted’!! I mean!! can we stop with the labels. I don’t think people can be just introverted or just extroverted, there are so many versions of a person depending on many different factors such as the surrounding people, enviornment, one’s moods and feelings and the sort! Ugh basically, I could talk about this topic forever but yes I am so very clueless about my future and it scares me a lot. a lot. alot.

2. My two close friends have been hanging out a lot together this past year ever since highschool ended particularly the later half of the year (after I entered my foundation course ugh) , and I’m always left out! And it makes me so angry and sad and salty. I want to be included and I hate not being included. I mean!! I don’t live that far and saying things like it was last minute planning is a bullshit excuse because why can’t they include me in their last minute planning then! I already feel lonely enough. I hate this.

3. I’m envious of people who have the right connections. I crave deep connections with people that I consider important in my life and on days where too much is going on, I hate feeling the need to talk to somebody only to find I have nobody of that sort really. On days like that, I’d rather be alone. I’m envious of people with best friends, with their so called squad or even soulmates. I’m envious because I’ve always wanted that but it’s so hard. I don’t know if there’s something wrong with me that maybe not many people want to confide in me or do I just not belong? Or maybe I suck at making friends. whatever it is, it’s hard and I wish it was easier for me to get comfortable around new people instead of being the stupid slow burner that I am. I hate myself.

4. I’m angry because I’m not where I want to be, I don’t know where I’m supposed to be, I don’t know why I’m here, what my purpose is and I hate it all! I feel like everyone around me is progressing and I’m stagnant . I want to talk to somebody and I’m in serious need of a good long hug as I cry because honestly I want to talk to an actual person but I don’t know who the fuck to talk to. I guess that’s all for now. I still have so much built in anger but I don’t know what it is. All the strings are tangled and I don’t know for sure! It’s driving me crazy :( I hate it all :(

I just want to go home, and cry alone

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