#corpus call

[dianaraven]

hey friends help a girl build her corpus

i’m doing a final project in university on detective fiction--specifically detective fiction NOT like Sherlock Holmes or Murder at the Rue Morgue. The point of this project is to analyze stories where the READER is given enough information to figure out who did it. They don’t have to be murder mysteries, no overarching plots please. 

I’m trying to build a corpus, so books with hard copies are fine, but I would prefer ones that are also available online for free or online in a .txt format for easier conversion into my tagging software. Specifically non-child-lit is preferred since I already have the whole selection of Nancy Drew, Hardy Boys, and Encyclopedia Brown, and I find that child-lit are much easier to find on internet archive.

I will have a budget for this project, but that’s all coming out of my own pocket, so it’s really a budget. Books that are in public domain/free are very much preferred. 

Story recs of minority authors welcome! 

rbs appreciated!

#detective fiction #specfic #speculative fic #speculative fiction #nancy drew #sherlock holmes #hardy boys #encyclopedia brown #pg wodehouse #arthur conan doyle #book recs #Book Recommendations #corpus call #diana's final project #studyblr #studyspo #university #college #tagging a lot for free blaze /s #scooby doo #if only i could use scooby doo as a source but my project is on lit not tv rip #maybe for my post-uni work ill be able to use it

[bigfatbreak]

redesigned Sarigue to be a little easier on the eyes and to have a more cohesive build. Now she gets hair as feral as she feels.

bonus:

#my art #feralnette!au #marinette dupain cheng #sarigue #tikki #corpus #blasphemous box #kwami oc #I also rebuilt her with a reference in mind #fuckin KUDOS to anyone who calls it bc its a very specific thing I'm referencing

[alteredsilicone]

My headcanon is that Corpus was a coded, artificially created language in the Orokin era, meant for Corpus-to-Corpus communication only. Learning it was basically a rite of passage in on itself.

Which means that Viri has to teach it to Loid in the current era, much to his frustration.

"Tenno, how can you differentiate between yuyy and yuyy?"

"In writing, of course. Corpus is not really meant for conversation."

"Ugh."

"In Corpus we say uyyyyy."

And Loid is not sure whether Viri is pulling his leg or it really is like that.

#viriverse #when albrecht comes back he puts viri through hell by forcing her to explain every minutae detail of the corpus language #all while calling parvos all manners of names #and viri is just PLEASE LET ME GOOOOOOO

[thatlittleegyptologist]

Remembering fondly the time I cock-blocked a friend while in the British Museum at the Book of the Dead exhibit. He was showing off to a fellow classmate, who'd only joined us during our MA so had known him all of a month at this point, by informing her he was a 'total Middle Egyptian expert', and telling her what all the hieroglyphs on the fake columns said. Another friend and I were nearby, and had been listening to him peacock on this trip for 48 hours non stop to any new female classmates who'd listen to him. So when he read one of the columns as 'Day of Tomb' I leaned over and whispered 'qrs means 'burial', Mr Middle Egyptian Expert. It reads 'day of burial' not day of tomb'. Classmate laughed and left, and he was pissed with me for a week.

#qrs is one of the basic words you learn #when your corpus is made up of a lot of funerary texts it's a word you come across more often than you'd care for #we were doing MA at the time #J you had 4 years of Middle Egyptian under your belt and you forgot the word for burial #of course I'm gonna make you look like a right moose in front of girls you like if you're claiming to be an expert #'day of tomb' sir are you aware that most people call the day of burial 'day of burial'? #'E can't read hieroglyphs so how would she know' at this point J I wasn't sure you could either

[ratgirlcopia]

if anybody knows a guy who knows a guy who can get me all the raw footage from the kia forum. i could do beautiful things with it.

#copiaposting #look. i don't know what they were working with for tampa moac. i'll admit that. maybe they did the best they could. #the crowd shots are great. many of the ghoul shots are also great. #but i would have done the rest of it differently. that's all i'm saying. that's all i'm saying. #would've done different color grading too. #onstage moac has HEAVY pinkypurple lighting. they desaturated and thus misrepresented her. #and if that happens to the dance macabre rainbow lights. well i will have to become the joker. #go watch tampa. give it a go. but then go watch the september 21 são paulo fan recording and you'll see what i mean. #it doesn't have to be são paulo. let's say you're a purist and you want the same outfit for the closest point of comparison. fine. #corpus christi 2022 will do you just fine. take two and call me in the morning.

[pacificgasandelectric]

so there's a new campaign going round hoping to Make Fandom Less Racist by... pushing for moderation on ao3. no way this could Possibly go wrong :)

#mine #first of all i'm glad ao3 is committed to its stances bc like. 'we need a moderation team that decides which works are Too Racist' #gang what the Fuck are you talking about. who the FUCK do you trust to make that call. #obvs ao3 Isn't gonna do that bc they are An Archive but it's genuinely insane to me to see people Missing The Point So Bad #'ao3 should be able to administratively hide works that don't violate the TOS' first of all No #'and should plan to regularly use this ability to hide works that are Too Harmful by x definition' HELL no. #i do agree that there may be a need for better anti-harassment rules and stuff but like. #'moderate ao3' no. make your own archive. hope this helps <3 #also like. jesus christ do you KNOW how many fanworks are on there? #'just hide the racist ones' bestie WHO do u think is gonna read thru the entire corpus of work posted on ao3 so far #in order to root out the ones which are Too Racist. #'well we're gonna make it a community reporting model—' let me stop you right there. #kind of embarrassing to be talking abt racism and specifically harassment in fandom spaces and fail to acknowledge the MASSIVE tendency #of community-based reporting for content moderation being used to harass people. #that's gonna be a pass from me gang.

[corpus-incorporated]

people hate mainstream using words like punk because they use a very declawed version of what punk even means, and couldn’t, nor are they interested in being whatever they claim to be with any more teeth than they are. anything else would be ugly and repulsive and if you are mainstream you have to and maybe even enthusiastically want to conform to standards of normalcy set by broader culture. it keeps you marketable but it laughs at the face of the deliberate counter culture of the things being invoked

#corpus hot take of the day #look i’m just saying words because people keep posting about taylor swift #i think she’s authentic about the things she’s inauthentic about #she doesn’t understand what these things even mean #i don’t call myself a punk but i believe in the spirit of it #my counter culture existence gives me more claim to punkness than t-swift #imo #like and i do occasionally listen to music that is punk post-punk or punk inspired #but it’s not my identity #i listen to more hip hop and indie-folk and i could go on

[trollbreak]

*shaking myself by the shoulders* not ALL of your characters can be men women both and neither!! Someone’s gotta have a typical gender around here!!! This one was supposed to be cis even!!!!

#this is all in jest btw #not like untrue more like. I think it’s amusing #HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A CIS MAN #WHYS HE VIBING WITH LIKE. LADY AS A TERM #HES LIKE yeah I’m a lady ;P but am I a pretty lady ;3 #BILL CALLS HIM PRETTYBOY AND HE GOES ehe do u meeean it? #this dude is. I love him he’s so dumb he said hm gender? uh that’s not my problem #I said ‘hey man ur cis’ and he said ‘huh’ and then stopped listening #love that for him #rip me trying to gnc characters. I’m too nonbinary it’s like 1% of them that don’t end up nonbinary by association lmao #like idek if I’ve got any cis bitches anymore beyond corpus lol #…..insert joke here about token cis man #I was gonna say straight cis but um. that man’s greyro and greyace. and um. pan when he does get attractions? they’re rare but still #good lorf is that really it lmao #um. as a silly lil birthday present u should name one of my guys that u think is cis bc I’m curious and also don’t have the patience to go #through them one by one rn lol

[wholemonsternut]

oh have you met Copper before?

#Kazmi gave it that name the same day they met & allowed him to call it that (: #just realized i never showed it's “face”/screen before & only the back lol #Copper #idc doodles #corpus

[trollbreaknsfw]

i must ask. is aurrel taken taken. does he have any quads open. is he poly. i have ideas

So! He’s poly and has 2 spades atm but is happy for more quads, so long as everyone else is okay with it :3

#one spade is dex from syrin and the other is corpus from me. aurrel calls him smelly (he’s right)

[6ebe]

has everyone listened to their daily rachmaninoff?

#my bestie fr concerto 2 & 3 ? divine intervention in the secular world #I feel like a ghost wandering in a world grown alien.” guy was crazy #also his relation with contemporary jazz and early us pop music ? like for a guy frequently called an anachronism his music and #interests had such interesting trajectories #also he once quit a job bc they fired someone for being Jewish which isn’t revolutionary but #given the politics of other romantic composers 💀 #I need to listen to his symphonies and work through his whole corpus I’ve only managed the concertos so far #also he mourned Tchaikovsky like crazy and couldn’t write for years he’s just like me fr

[alpineshepherdbadboy]

i’m really curious about where everyone thinks mike dumped howard’s car. the way i see it, there are three obvious choices: the pacific (probably around los angeles, about an 11.5 hour drive), the gulf of mexico (probably around corpus christi, about a 14 hour drive), or the gulf of california (idk where bc i don’t anything about sonora/baja california, about a 10 hour drive).

#please respond i’m very curious #even though it’s the farthest my vote is for corpus #bc i want mike to plant a trail of evidence that heavily implies #that howard’s coke bender took him straight to the selena museum #bcs s6 #bcs spoilers #howard hamlin #better call saul

[alteredsilicone]

Nef never beat the virginity allegations, good to know

also

>soon to be reworked

We are closer to devstream 200 than we are to a Nef Anyo boss fight

#nefposting #imagine the alternate timeline where we have Corpus power family Nef and Derf Anyo #instead we got Parvos Granum the gigachad and his cringe fail cryptobro son Nef #we stan #also make Chipper Nef's cousin or some shit #Nef tried to kill him and Chipper is all takes more than that ya cheeky (slur) #Chipper WOULD call Nef a fruit #i just know it #wf wiki diving

[space-ninja-fashion-show]

I switch around what progenitor elements I use in case of ephemera, bc if I like a weapon, I won't mind hunting down a second copy of it to up the percentage and toxin-ify it

Today the game decided to laugh in my face about that

#i wanted a toxin grattler to be the corpus-focused complement to the mausie #oh well i guess im getting an electric one instead #i am NOT hunting down a second one of this for that 2% and a different element sxndndcdxnhd #kata's chatter #warframe #I CONTINUE ENJOYING LICH HUNTING THO #converted my most recent one today and immediately unleashed this one #i need to pause and do evil cabbages again tho i no longer have a copy of each requiem mod on hand #maam pls stop calling me meat

[gothdaddyissues]

Sooo... should we be talking about this, or...?

(found here - new shirt design)

#ghost #the band ghost #ghost art #ghost merch #papa V? #it's called 'CORPUS' #this worries me... #especially after the “last supper” photo from the other day #shitghosting #or is it?

[poetskings]

@jegulus-microfic | April 18: sock | 1.6k

James is sexiled and decides to spend time with Regulus.

There’s a sock on the door knob.

It’s been a long day and James is tired and there’s a fucking sock on the door knob and if he listens close enough he can hear soft grunts.

He’s happy for Sirius and Remus, really, he is, he just wishes that they’d fuck at Remus’ every now and then, and at least keep it to the bedroom.

Sirius and James share a college flat with Peter, Marlene and Lily, so there aren’t many options when they’re all out. Today,  James knows that Peter and Lily have chess club, and Marlene’s training for the women’s boat race, so it’s only him who’d be around.

He sighs and turns around, sending Regulus a text as he goes.

Been sexiled – your dorm free?

He’s walking before he’s received a response – he’s almost positive that the answer will be ‘yes’, and he hasn’t seen Regulus in a week, so they’re long overdue a catch up.

Their friendship was one of the more unexpected things to come out of Regulus bucking centuries of Black tradition and instead following in his brother’s footsteps, choosing Cambridge over Oxford. He settled in nicely to Corpus Christi, flying through his first few years as a history undergraduate while Sirius and James chose Trinity instead.

It took a while but slowly and tentatively Sirius and Regulus attempted to heal their relationship, strained by Regulus’ years at Harrow after Sirius packed up and left when he was sixteen, dropping out and enrolling at a local state school instead. They’re much better now; their barbs at each other aren’t quite as jagged. There’s love there, now, rather than just animosity.

As Regulus and Sirius attempted to mend their relationship, James and Remus had been called in early on to mediate, or sometimes it was Regulus’ friends, Evan and Barty, or even Pandora. From those early tentative meetings in neutral territory, new and interesting friendships bloomed, most of all between Regulus and James.

From early study sessions, it evolved into coffee dates and library outings, and when Remus and Sirius sorted their shit out it became even more frequent – the pair never make James feel like a third wheel, but nonetheless they deserve time to themselves, even if James would prefer for them not to fuck on every and any available surface in their dorm.

Regulus is a comforting presence for James; he doesn’t demand anything of him. James is naturally an extrovert; always the centre of a room, but sometimes he needs to recharge, and Regulus lets him do that. He reminds James of calm waters on a spring day, and whenever James needs to quiet his mind, he finds the youngest Black. He only hopes he offers Regulus some of the same comfort in return.

That, and maybe something more. Maybe he hopes that one day there’s a sock on his door knob, and that the reason is Regulus..

James is drawn out of his thoughts as his phone dings.

Sure – text me when you’re here, will come meet you

It’s a five-minute walk but James makes it there in two, calling Regulus to get him to buzz him in. He’s a familiar figure amongst the second years at Corpus, and he’s pretty sure a few of them will have also texted the youngest Black to alert him to James’ presence.

The college door opens and Regulus emerges, dressed in sweatpants and a Trinity rowing sweatshirt that James left last time he was over. He’s so lovely, James thinks, an impulse he doesn’t know how to control; isn’t sure he wants to control it.

“Sexiled, huh?” Regulus holds the door open as James steps through, falling into step with each other and walking up a flight of stairs to reach Regulus’ dorm. It’s empty, although that isn’t uncommon for Regulus. Barty and Evan hold unsociable hours, and Regulus, Pandora and Dorcas have a frankly insane amount of extracurriculars to attend, so they’re rarely together.

“There was a sock on the front door and I’m pretty sure I could hear noises so I didn’t want to risk it,” James says, settling himself in the kitchen, finding Regulus’ mug and a new one with a deer in glasses; a ‘congratulations’ for James’ performance in the inter-college boat races that’s become a permanent fixture in Regulus’ dorm.

He locates the teabags; Yorkshire for James, organic for Regulus, before turning back to the mugs.

“I don’t blame you – those two seem to spend more time fucking than not – it’s a minor miracle they get any work done,” Regulus chuckles, gently bumping James’ hip to get to the fridge, taking out his oat milk and James’ rice milk.

They settle into the routine like it’s second nature; they’re familiar with each other in a way that’s almost intimate. They stand together waiting for the kettle to boil, perhaps a bit too close for it to be entirely platonic, but James isn’t going to move away if Regulus doesn’t.

He always feels like they’re teetering on the edge of something more than what they are, something better, but for all of James’ bravery, he isn’t sure how to make the next move, and he doesn’t want to wreck this peace that Regulus and his brother have been working so hard on.

“So, how was your day?” Regulus asks, tilting his head to better look at James. He looks unbelievably soft in James’ jumper and James thinks that if he just moves his pinkie he can link it with Regulus’.

“Exhausting. I had rowing first thing and a few readings to do for my supervision that I’d completely missed,” James sighs. He loves his degree but he’s never been as organised as Regulus, who seems to have work done almost before it’s set. “Also, I spent a solid ten minutes looking for that jumper.”

A light blush creeps up Regulus’ cheeks at that. “Sorry, you left it here after practice last week so I washed it but completely forgot to text you.”

A smile falls across James’ face. “You’re fine, Reg, and besides, it suits you. I guess I should get myself a Corpus one to match, huh?” He smirks as the red of Regulus’ cheeks becomes more pronounced.

The kettle whistles and Regulus turns away from James to fill their cups. “James Potter, behave yourself.” He hip checks James again, this time with a bit more force. Except he doesn’t move back. He stays there, leaning against James, and James feels like his entire body’s a livewire.

The tightrope they’re walking is getting more taut, and James finds himself eager for the fall.

“But Regulus, dearest, where’s the fun in that?” He leans forward, entirely too close for it to be platonic, and Regulus is turning, turning-

“Ow! Fuck!” James forgot about the fact that Regulus was holding a kettle of boiling water, and he’s paying for that now. Water splashes over the counter as Regulus rushes to put the kettle down, taking James’ hand and leading him over to the tap.

He turns the cold water tap on, letting it flow over their entwined hands. He is too still, too silent, and James wants to go back to where they were. He wants the tightrope back. He wants to fall.

He can be brave, he thinks, if it means he gets to have something with Regulus.

Regulus is staring intently at their entwined hands, like it’s the most fascinating thing in the universe, and James breaks the silence.

“Reg-”

“What are we doing, James? We’ve been tiptoeing around each other for weeks and it’s driving me insane and I want to be around you all the time and I think I’m already half in love with you so I’d love if you can clear up what this is,” he states, false bravado injected into his tone, but James can hear the tremors. He’s so nervous, but so brave. Regulus Black, the Lion Heart.

It takes a while for the words to register in James’ head.

Oh.

Oh.

James removes his hand from the running water, ignoring the slight sting and the inevitable burn that will be left. He cups Regulus’ cheek, forcing the younger boy to look at him. Regulus is terrified, but so hopeful.

“Reg, I- I want-” James runs his hand through his hair in frustration. He can’t get his words out.

“Jamie?” Regulus’ voice is so soft, as though he’s worried he’ll scare James off, and the only thing James can do is kiss him.

Regulus’ lips are rough, a bit chapped from where he nibbles on them when he’s nervous. He tastes of tea and cinnamon and James wants to devour him. There is nothing soft about it. James’ tongue darts out, soothing Regulus’ lips, and the younger boy lets out a moan that’s pure filth and ecstasy and James is falling, falling, fallen.

He wants to do this forever.

His hands find their way to Regulus’ waist, tracing the skin underneath the Trinity sweater that’s been driving James insane since he first saw Regulus wearing it. It’s his, it’s him.

They break apart to breathe and James attaches his lips to Regulus’ neck, marking, claiming. He can’t think beyond this moment, beyond the boy in front of him.

“Jamie, we should- we need to-” he cuts himself off, broken sighs escaping his lips as he tangles his hands in James’ hair.

James reluctantly removes himself from Regulus’ neck, taking the boy’s face in his hands. “Do you want this, Reg? Do you want me?”

Regulus’ eyes trace James’ face, and whatever he sees softens him.

“Always, Jamie.” And James is lost.

They’ll talk about it later, as the sunlight paints the walls of Regulus’ room, but this is enough for now. For ever.

And if Barty finds a sock on the door knob when he comes back from the library, well, that’s between him and Regulus.

#jegulus #regulus black #James potter #starchaser #marauders #marauders era #sunseeker #jegulus microfic #dead gay wizards #si writes #will I ever figure out how to write a microfic that's actually micro? doubtful.