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amorganva · 5 months
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I really had to animate this piece from the OST cover they released. This needs to be a full wallpaper asap. I set the rhythm to Quixotic because I feel like that's THE song for this image. Quixotic, Feel and Divine Service are my top 3, but honestly Someday is a sleeper, it makes me think of Romeo a lot for some reason. They're all so good. For someone who never played a souls-like before ever this was the best first experience. I sincerely hope Neowiz/Nough/Round8 wins something at GOTY - nominated for best art direction and best RPG, but we all know there's gonna be a BG3 sweep. Tough matchup 😭
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goblinmatriarch · 6 months
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Prompt: quixotic
After the war, Draco had flung himself headfirst into reformation as though it were the latest fad. In actuality, it was the latest fad, and the entire Slytherin set was determined to outdo each other.
Pansy threw glittering gala after gala, with proceeds going to war orphans funds, regeneration funds, bereavement funds. Blaise donated generously, always managing to discreetly slip a luxurious envelope from the breast pocket of his impeccably-tailored robes just as a photographer was passing by. Theo founded a charity of his own, which purported to identify and redirect radicalisation of youth.
Pansy had a field day planning that inaugural gala. She managed to get Draco photographed exchanging uncomfortable pleasantries with Potter, which of course stirred up the coverage around the various Slytherin paths to redemption.
Draco didn't attend to that very much, though, because there was still so much to do. He'd burned through what was left of the Malfoy inheritance following the war reparations - and there had been several full vaults remaining, even after that - giving to every cause that had so much as glanced his way. Pansy had tutted and suggested his charitable efforts, while noble, could stand to be photographed. Blaise had pulled him aside and explained that people remembered donations over a long period more than all at once.
Draco had quietly finished turning out his pockets, then applied to Hermione Granger's new intern programme. She'd looked at him, exasperated, over the cluttered desk on the day of his interview and asked what on earth he thought he was playing at.
Draco shrugged and quietly said that she'd always seemed to know what to do with Weasley and Potter, and they were even more stubborn and significantly less skilled than he was.
Harry, who was also on the interview panel, squawked in offence, but Hermione tilted her head thoughtfully to one side, and three days later, Draco received a bland notice that his application had been accepted.
"I hope you won't be an utter tit anymore, Malfoy," had been the surprisingly cheerful welcome Harry had offered on Draco's first day, and Draco had said he couldn't make any promises, given that the entire endeavour was objectively ridiculous. Harry had bristled at that, and Draco corrected himself.
"Optimistic," he'd suggested. "Nobly intended but perhaps not so practically...oh! Quixotic!"
Harry's brow unfurrowed, but his arms remained crossed and his eyes stormy, so Draco hastened to explain further.
"The whole thing's a bit earnest, really, isn't it? I don't see how anyone fails to make a tit of themselves tilting at windmills?"
Harry's shoulders relaxed, and now he threw his head back and laughed. Four years later, he would torture the metaphor so thoroughly in front of a windmill outside of Amsterdam that Draco wouldn't understand he was proposing until Harry finally dropped to one knee, thrust a ring under Draco's nose, and snapped, "I'm asking you to marry me, you pedantic wanker."
But today, Draco only unclenched slightly at Harry's laughter. They have a long road to walk, lined with windmills, before they get there.
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sugusoneandonly · 5 days
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Guys i have NOTT quit quixotic mb for the lack of updates schools a bitch and i feel crappy next chapter might be on monday😍😍
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Nobody can hurt me for being a freak if I don't make it a secret that I'm freaky and weird to begin with. Right?
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raredye · 4 months
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drarrymicrofic · 6 months
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Happy Egg Day! 🥚
Today’s prompt, on this Friday the 13th, is the word “quixotic” sent to us by the amazing @justthingsfromsarah! Thank you so much lovely :))
According to the Cambridge Dictionary, quixotic means: having intentions or ideas that are admirable but not practical
Happy writing! The Microfic Mods ✨📜
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punk-rock-quagsire · 10 months
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One community I am going to miss from Reddit is r/bookscirclejerk
They were assholes to a one, but some of the most high quality shit posts ever made.
Dump of some of the top of all time below.
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aetherhollowarchive · 2 years
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Steam Powered Giraffe
So, I want to headcanon that the SPG band exists in this universe, damn the logistics :))
Steam Powered Giraffe - Automatonic Electronic Harmonics
I am not an unimaginable thing  My thoughts are tangible though they're full of springs I don't have the heart to send you untruthful words  My skin is cold to the touch and made from the earth   They say Oh, oh it's so down, but baby its sound makes your worries cease to pound And oh, maybe it's alright, 'cause baby it fights for some time just to be held tight   And oh, maybe it's not wrong, 'cause it sings a lovely song one that drifts on for so long   And oh, baby let's not lie, its eyes are alive and pointed up shining light to the sky
Some other songs:
Steam Powered Giraffe - Honeybee - beware the flash in the beginning , but this is GOLD Steam Powered Giraffe - Me and My Baby (Saturday Night) ♡ Steam Powered Giraffe - Electricity is in My Soul
Rihanna - Diamonds (Cover by Steam Powered Giraffe) - this one’s a guilty pleasure of mine
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Perfection.
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morlgbtqia · 1 year
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Teaching Vocabulary Through a Personal Journey: My Velleity, Finitude, and Quixotic Pursuit of Gender Transition
As someone who has experienced a velleity (a desire or inclination that is weak or not fully formed) to change my sex, I understand the deep longing to align my physical form with another self. But as we live in this 21st century, I have come to realize that the limitations of current technology make it difficult to achieve a full and accurate representation of the desired sex. The surgeries and hormone therapies available today are often considered as a mere approximation, and come with a host of unintended consequences.
In this introspective journey, I have struggled with a sense of metaphysical angst against the finitude (the state or quality of being finite, which means having limits and being subject to change and death) imposed on me, as I strive to reconcile my true self with the limitations of reality.
This journey may seem quixotic (foolishly impractical especially in the pursuit of ideals), but it is important to remember that the technology for sex change is not yet advanced enough to provide a full and accurate representation of the desired sex. In this journey, let us not forget the importance of being informed and realistic about the options available to us, and the potential risks and limitations that come with them.
As for myself and my trade-off calculus, I found the wait and see approach to be the best course of action for myself. Lowering my time preference and waiting for better gender transitioning technology to come out or aid in its pursuit. Gender transition surgeries, hormone therapies, and other medical interventions, while a viable option for some, can often be considered as a mere approximation of the desired sex. I have found that for my own situation, it's better to wait until the technology is more advanced and the outcomes are more predictable and reliable, rather than rushing into a decision that may not fully alleviate my distress or may come with unintended consequences. It's important to consult with a doctor who is willing to question your desire or dysphoria to see if it's really that and not some other underlying condition like borderline personality disorder. I believe it's crucial for individuals who are considering gender transition to thoroughly research and understand the available options, to be aware of the potential risks and limitations, and to work closely with healthcare professionals who are experienced in treating gender dysphoria and are able to provide individualized care and guidance.
In this sense, the journey towards understanding and accepting one's true self can be seen as a quixotic but wonderful pursuit. It may seem foolishly impractical, but it is a deeply personal and introspective journey that requires informed and realistic decision making. It is important to remember that this journey is not just about transitioning, but about understanding and accepting oneself for who one is, and finding peace and happiness in that understanding.
It is important to remember that every individual's journey is unique and that it's essential to have open and honest conversations with your doctor to make sure that your desire or dysphoria is not a symptom of an underlying condition. It's also important to be wary of tendentious nonthinking affirming doctors and to consider getting a second opinion. Ultimately, the decision to transition should be based on an individual's own feelings and desires, and should not be influenced by societal pressures or expectations.
As we continue to strive for progress, let us also remember to be patient with the limitations of our current technology and to lower our time preference in order to wait for better options to come out. And in the meantime, let's continue to support and aid in the development of better technology for gender transition.
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james-errand · 1 year
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Here's two playlists of mostly the same tracks (YT has 12 more somehow, will fix later). Idk what to name it yet so...
It's my favorite playlist of mostly sad stuff that I spent years building of 600+ songs and building.
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foundfamilynonsense · 5 months
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Had a dream where mini golf was added to the Olympics. And one of the Olympic mini golf athletes lost the gold because she hit the windmill.
And she tweets with a picture of the windmill and the caption “bout to go through my Don Quixote phase” and honestly I think that’s the funniest thing my brain has ever come up with.
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kid1988synthwave · 2 days
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Quixotic and Kiddo in a synthwave party.
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apricops · 3 months
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So, the thing about Don Quixote.
The thing about Don Quixote is that he tilts at windmills - tilts in the archaic sense of ‘charge at with a lance,’ because it’s the story of a guy who read so much chivalric romance that he lost his mind and started larping as a knight-errant. He was, if you’ll pardon the phrasing, chivalrybrained.
The thing about Don Quixote is, sometimes people take it as this story of whimsical and bravely misguided individualism or ‘being yourself’ or whatever, and they’re wrong. If it took place in the modern day, Don Quixote would absolutely be the story of a trust fund kid who blew his inheritance being a gacha whale until his internet got cut off so now he wanders around insisting that people refer to him as ‘Gudako.’
But the real thing about Don Quixote is that it was published in the early 1600s, and the thing about the 1600s is that Europe was one big tire fire. This is because 1600s Europe was still organized around feudalism (or ‘vassalage and manorialism’ if ya nasty), which assumed that land (and the peasants attached to it) were the only source of wealth. And that had worked just fine (well, ‘just fine,’ it was still feudalism) for a long time, because Europe had been a relative backwater with little in the way of urbanization or large-scale trade.
That was no longer true for Europe in the 1600s. The combination of urban development, technological advances, and brutal Spanish colonialism meant that land was no longer the sole source of wealth. Sudden there was a new class of business-savvy, investment-minded upwardly-mobile commoners, and another new class of downwardly-mobile gentry who simply couldn’t compete in this new fast-paced economy. Cervantes saw this process with his own eyes.
One of the symbols of this new age was the windmill, a complicated piece of engineering that was expensive to build but would then produce profits indefinitely - in other words, a windmill was capital.
The thing about Don Quixote is, when he tilts at windmills, he has correctly identified his nemesis.
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hawyermota · 7 months
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pee-tv · 6 months
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