Your content is a blessing! I was wondering if I could interest you in the concept of aroace Jiang Cheng who witnesses all the chaos his peers get up to and decides that actually THEY'RE the weird ones and he's the only one who's normal. He just had to be unlucky enough to end up in a cluster of crazy people. Oh well, that sounds like the kind of luck he would have. Now if you'll excuse him, he has decided to have a crush on Wen Qing and will now go and relish in how normal about it he is.
Aw hi anon, I’m glad you like my stuff! And honestly, if I’m thinking aroace Jiang Cheng thoughts then I practically take this mindset as canon.
Teenage Jiang Cheng in the Cloud Recesses voice: What do you MEAN you can’t help running around being horny and falling in love??? What if you just Chose Not To Do That??? I picked someone to have a crush on who is properly respectable (as shown by this table of attributes I made) and just unattainable enough that I will never have a real need to act on said crush. Why do you all have to make things so messy and difficult for yourselves
#ahahahaha oh boy i feel extremely Perceived by. all of this. #most relatable aspect of jiang cheng tbh: ace and full of disdain #anyway love this headcanon 100% on board with it at all times #but also please cease and desist with the Perceiving!!!!!!! #the untamed
refusing to look at the first draft of a fic until the irritation with not having it posted and done with already outweighs the perfectionist fear of posting something less than perfect counts as editing, right?
#because we are very quickly approaching that point #there are like. a few parts that i still cannot bring myself to post unedited #but maybe if i wait a few more days #(alternatively i could. you know. edit it.) #sighhhhhhhhhhhhh
the remit of my current project is almost literally “aren’t you tired of being nice best practice? don’t you just wanna go apeshit?” and this is probably the most fun i have ever had at my job
#i am breaking ALL the rules #i am going off the rails i am going absolutely feral #i have been given free rein to be a complete gremlin and i am running with that for all it's worth #babygirl i can make graphs that would make statisticians weep #(it's me i'm statisticians) #some people... draw spurious correlations... to cope... #a day in the life of Lia #random workblogging
Since compromise is the art of satisfying no one, I think we should switch to a date format that makes everyone mad, namely DD\YYYY~MM.
#truly the kind of content i love to see tagged as 'lia this makes me think of you' #extremely cursed. will implement immediately. #...the temptation to do this as an office prank #if i mask the pr with like... a whole bunch of innocuous changes... #and get someone who hates regex to review it bc they'll just skim over it... #pros: it would be fucking hilarious #cons: i would definitely get fired
cursed thought: modern au wei wuxian absolutely invented the blockchain. no i will not be taking constructive criticism at this time.
#he Has His Reasons #idk what they are but neither does jiang cheng so it's fine #maybe hacks the Wen system and diverts all their computational resources to mining as a form of sabotage #everyone: 'the energy consumption alone-- it's unsustainable it'll ruin you--' #wwx: 'shut up i have it under control' #wwx: does not have it under control #several years later #tech companies are all using 'we use the latest blockchain technology!!!' as a recruiting gimmick #the untamed
How to accomplish work tasks depending on what kind of bad they are:
#3 guesses which one i'm in today #taking a break to make this dumb venn diagram #and cook dinner #and then back to work :)))) #love that for me :)))) #a day in the life of Lia #random workblogging #image description in alt text
#*incoherent screaming* #look i am just Not Immune to the way jun wu talks to xie lian #it's just SO much #and the s2 trailer really just went all in on that!! #jun wu: 'xianle.' not pictured: me; losing my goddamn mind #anyway love the contrast in the composition here #the brightness of the image against the darkness of the words #how perfect is that??? #and of course the stain of red connecting them #tgcf#art tag
The first thing you discover when using the philosophers stone is that since Pb weighs 202 g/mol and Au 197 g/mol, every mole transmuted causes a 107 kiloton TNT explosion. You will not make a second discovery, for obvious reasons.
#am i doing this right #lymond chronicles #neuxue reads lymond #i am like. 30% through disorderly knights. and EVERYTHING GABRIEL SAYS #is just SO BEAUTIFULLY UNHINGED #like WHAT is going ON????? #image descriptions in alt text btw #please tell me tumblr at least obeys those html norms #seems fine when i view the draft post in dev tools but like. who knows with this site.
Hi! I was wondering if you watched the Wot trailer? I know you said you didn't intend to watch the show but I would be lying if I said I didn't still hope you might change your mind so we might share the hype with you. ❤️ The best to you!
I haven’t seen the trailer, no.
As For The Show.
Okay. So. I will not be watching it tomorrow. But. I will be watching it at some point. I’m… not sure quite when that will be, and there’s a part of me that still wants to finish reading the books first, but uh. We’ll see.
Anyway, while I will not immediately be joining in the show hype, there may be some WoT content back on this blog in the next few days, maybe, you didn’t hear it from me, I don’t know anything.
#tbh the most likely outcome re the show #is that i'll wait until the first season airs in full #and then bug a friend or two about it in general terms to see if i want to watch it before or after finishing the books #anyway now off to make extra sure all my filters and blacklist tags are working properly #tomorrow slightly terrifies me #(also now off to try not to let it Get To Me that i didn't finish this damn series YEARS ago when i COULD HAVE--) #asks#lamelinam #regarding the liveblog #like... not really but it's WoT admin so it gets that tag
The new Eye of the World audiobook narrated by Rosamund Pike has a slightly different…voice of Elan Morin and Lees Therin and for some reason I feel like you would really enjoy this prologue narration.
How To Accidentally* Infiltrate Fort St. Angelo (Birgu, Malta) An Entirely Foolproof Guide by Lia Neuxue *or at least with some small degree of plausible deniability
Step 1: Turn up when your extensive research (i.e. typing it into google maps, seeing what it says under ‘hours’) says it opens, to avoid crowds. The total lack of other people is therefore not immediately concerning. Most people aren’t morning people, right?
Step 2: Overhear a couple coming down the steps from the main entrance saying something about it being closed. But you’re keeping a 2m+ distance and they’re speaking Italian (which is maybe not your worst language, but it definitely isn’t your best) so you could have misheard.
Step 3: The door and gate leading to the main entrance are open (open, ajar, unguarded… same thing), so that’s a good sign.
Step 4: Okay, so the ticket office is unmanned and the lights are off. But the door near the turnstiles to the outer wall is open! And there’s a woman in an administrative building facing a window where she absolutely could see you if she looked up! So it’s probably just that the main/inner part is closed but you’re free to walk around the outer wall and enjoy the view? That’s definitely the situation? Hey, it’s easier to ask forgiveness than permission. Besides, this is the ultimately socially-distanced way to see a place, right?
Step 5: Circle the entire outer wall, enjoy the views, read the plaques about the history of the fort and the Order of St John, try not to die of sunstroke (it may only be 9:30am but you were born to live in the Arctic), and see absolutely no one.
Step 6: Notice that pretty much all the staircases and doors leading further inwards and upwards are closed… except one. By now you are more or less certain you’re not actually meant to be here, and even more certain you’re not supposed to venture further in, but by now you’re also committed.
Step 7: Go through the one open door, up a staircase into a garden, and then into the entire interior of the fortress. Marvel at the fact that you can just walk around, take photos, enjoy unobstructed views, have the gardens to yourself, and pretend you’re actually infiltrating the place.
Step 8: Encounter a gardener who gives you a very strange look before telling you, hesitantly, that the entire fortress is closed, how did you get here, that gate was just open for workers… Apologise profusely and leave via the…scenic route.
Step 9: Having seen the entirety of the fort, for free and with no one else around, finally descend back to the main gate, rather desperate at this point for a swim, because it’s creeping close to noon and 40 degrees, and once again you were born to live in the Arctic.
Step 10: On your way out, hear the woman from that administrative building open her window and call out to you ‘can you close the gate as you leave? We’re closed today!’
tl;dr: if your fort is closed to visitors, you should probably shut the doors and maybe put up a sign.
#neuxue reads lymond #yes i'm resurrecting a year-old post for this #because it's funny. to me. in hindsight.
#the! mask! shattering! #i was going to have coherent thoughts really i was but that's. #that's all i've got! #the way the mask shatters because it's both what he presents to and how he filters input from the world #and so much of his story is this... #trying to both make his experience and despair and failed idealism into a universal truth #and also trying to prove it to himself #by moulding xie lian into that same shape that same path and thus proving the path inevitable #(it's easier to accept that way. if there was never another way. because if there IS then what does that mean for him???) #but then that mask that carefully built image is shattered #and he has to both see and be seen without that shield! #(but also it means that for once he just looks so very /human/) #(maybe his fate wasn't inevitable but also maybe he was just a person trying his best; not a faceless idol) #(maybe it all fell apart in his hands like the mask falls apart now but. he was just a person; that's all he can be) #anyway sorry OP i'm just having feelings about bwx #because this is beautiful #tgcf#art tag
I would like to extend to you my gratitude, anon; with this ask you have allowed me to experience what I believe to be the emotion of confusion in one of its purest forms, unadulterated by its frequent comorbidities of frustration, annoyance, or stress.
Because, and I say this with nothing but fond bewilderment, I have no idea what you want from me. This is so utterly devoid of context, but unlike so much on this site it carries no demand or accusation. There’s the question mark at the end but it does not make any demands. It’s just there, innocently inquiring and infinitely patient, waiting, perhaps for Godot, or perhaps for an answer that does not exist to a question that has not been asked.
Is this a recommendation? Is it a request? Is it looking for an opinion or an explanation? Where did it come from? How did it get here? What are any of us doing here, really?
I have no answers, anon. I’m not sure I even have any questions. Thank you.
#i did look this up and discover that it is a song #and i listened to the song #and i still have no idea what i'm supposed to say or do in response #sometimes i really do love this website #asks#anon
i love characters who base their entire presentation and behaviour on the absolute conviction that the only thing worse than being perceived inaccurately is being Perceived (accurately)
#hi yes i would like a protagonist with a devil-may-care reputation and a side of deathly allergy to vulnerability please #let's play a little game called which character is this post about #the answer is yes #if you think i am projecting i would ask you not to perceive me in this trying time
Today on quiet, understated TGCF moments that nevertheless wreck me every single time:
As [Qi Rong] spoke he leaned back into that ornate chair, lifted his feet and rested his boots on the shoulders of that stone statue, treating it as a footstool.
Xie Lian was still holding Hua Cheng’s arm, and, feeling him take a slight step forwards, pulled him back. But he felt pulling him wasn’t enough, and so on the palm of his hand again traced a single word: “thank you”.
The quiet, gentle gratitude here, the understanding, just undoes me. Xie Lian pulls him back but doesn’t trace out ‘wait’ or ‘stop’ or ‘careful’. Nor does he trace out any version or abbreviation of his usual ‘it’s okay’ or ‘it’s not that bad’ or ‘it really doesn’t matter’.
Instead, he says thank you. And in that word is not just the thanks itself but the acknowledgement of what Hua Cheng is doing. It’s Xie Lian–who didn’t understand Hua Cheng’s fury at the scorpion-tailed snake that bit him, or at himself for wounding him–conveying in a word that he knows why Hua Cheng is stepping forward, why Hua Cheng is angry.
And for once he doesn’t dismiss it. He brushes off so many things with a smile and an it’s okay, it’s not that bad, but here? Here, he says thank you. And in doing so, implicitly allows that there is something to thank Hua Cheng for, and thus that there is something here that, on some level, hurts. And that even if he is holding Hua Cheng back from truly avenging or protecting him, he is accepting the gesture.
It’s thank you for stepping forward to defend rather than all the times people have stepped forward towards Xie Lian to attack. It’s thank you for seeing this as an offence rather than joining in the ridicule. It’s thank you for… feeling, on Xie Lian’s behalf, things Xie Lian doesn’t allow himself to feel, and thus letting him have that moment of something like catharsis, that moment of seeing someone else’s horror or anger at what has been done to him, rather than hiding it all behind a gentle smile.
It’s thank you for a gesture that feels like Hua Cheng’s defence of General Hua in the cave. It’s thank you for a gesture that feels like a bamboo hat in the rain.
And all of this is leaving aside the fact that he’s technically also, with that word, tracing out half of his own name onto Hua Cheng’s palm.
Just then, it suddenly seemed to him as if the distant horizon faintly brightened with a warm light. On the ground, the dark, indistinct path also seemed to be lit by that light, made clearer and brighter. He lifted his head to look, and realised he wasn’t mistaken. There really was light on the horizon.
It was the light of those three thousand ever-burning lanterns.
The floating lanterns drifted in the midnight air, many and vast, surpassing the radiance of the moon and stars. Xie Lian watched as if in a daze for a moment, then in a quiet voice sighed, “…thank you.”
(This just after Xie Lian has returned from the Mid-Autumn banquet in the heavenly capital to the mortal realm, telling the others to be careful on this path in the dark and thinking about the number of times he had fallen on it before)
Anyway don’t mind me, just continually obsessed with these moments where we pause on Xie Lian taking in something Hua Cheng has done for him that he could not have imagined anyone ever doing–whether that means stepping forward to defend against the disrespect of Qi Rong using his statue as a footstool or sending three thousand lanterns into the skies in his name–and quietly, oh so quietly but oh so sincerely, with this kind of awed and deeply touched gentleness, saying ‘thank you’.
Especially! Because the first time we see the three thousand lanterns, Xie Lian’s initial reaction is dumbfounded, speechless surprise. At first, he doesn’t even register that they’re for him, and then he doesn’t have any idea who it could be, and then when Hua Cheng’s name is brought up we don’t get much from him directly.
Winning the contest of the lanterns at the Mid-Autumn banquet means little to him, even if the lanterns themselves are beautiful. No, it’s here, on this dark forest path near his lonely shrine–this path on which he has fallen many times before when trying to walk it at night, and seems simply to accept that he will fall on many times again–that he stops and whispers his heartfelt thanks to the lanterns that light his way. The lanterns that mean you don’t have to fall, this time.
It is here, walking towards the place that has become a truer home to him now than the heavenly capital, walking towards his home on Mid-Autumn, that he whispers his thanks to the lanterns that say you are not alone. It is walking towards his home, that he whispers his thanks to the lanterns offered by the one who has become something like family.
#he literally thinks during the lantern contest when it's fx&mq's turn #why are all their devotees spending their mid-autumn doing this shouldn't they be HOME with their FAMILIES #and now! he is going home! to his family! the lanterns of hua cheng's devotion lighting his path!!! #anyway just. Xie Lian's devastatingly sincere quiet 'thank you's wreck me every time #tgcf #tgcf reread value off the charts #(don't mind the font change; i got bored of sans serif so sue me)
#oh this is STUNNING #i'm in love with the shadows around his eye #how that and e'ming are the only points of steel-blue #in an image otherwise washed in blood-red and shadow-black #the eye that is left to him; the sword made of the other; half his face in shadow #anyway well fuckin played on the colouring there just. okay. cool that's Fine. #also his posture! the way you can read this kind of #exhausted but determined and will absolutely wreck you if you try him #and the way it's all rendered in these heavy brushstrokes like he's still in the process of shaping himself #but again! will still fuck you up! #anyway love this very much well done op #also that caption. took me out at the knees. oh my god. #tgcf#art tag
a) In which moment or part that got you to fall in love with MDZS and TGCF?
b) Can I ask your top 3 favorite quotes from both of the novels?
Thanks. Sorry if you've answered the questions before....
Oh good questions! I’m actually going to take a rain check on favourite quotes because I’m still in the middle of a TGCF reread (and my first MDZS read) and if I try to pick favourite quotes now I’ll end up just letting this sit in my askbox for approximately the rest of eternity. So uh. Check back with me on that one?
Anyway! Moments that made me fall in love…
I think this one is less of a single defining moment and more a series of things:
1 )The prologue alone was a pretty strong sell, for the combination of a) Xie Lian’s blithe confidence in saying that he will not apologise for what he did not do wrong, and if the heavens disagree then it is the heavens who are wrong and b) the way we are given, right from the start, this idea of Xie Lian’s involvement in the fall of Xianle exacerbating the situation even as he tried to salvage it. I love watching a fall from grace, I love it more when the character plays an active role in that fall, and I love it most when the narrative plays with consequence without making it into blame. By which I mean, this isn’t a story about punishing a character for making the ‘wrong’ choices; it’s about exploring the choices that are made and why and the fact that the only thing you can ever do is find a way to live with the outcomes. ANYWAY. Before I end up writing that essay, basically the hints of that in the prologue hooked me in a big way.
2) A series of small things throughout the first few chapters of Book 1, where Xie Lian slips in these lightly-stated side comments or thoughts that, when you look a little more closely, have absolutely horrifying implications in terms of things he has experienced. The things he takes in stride, with a smile and a don’t-look-too-closely-or-it-will-hurt indifference towards his own wellbeing. The things that make you pause for a second and go 'what happened to you?’ and the way he conducts himself with regards to those things. It’s a character trope I love and it also, on my first read, meant that there was Good (read: Bad) Shit To Come.
3) The other gods’ absolute fear of Hua Cheng, and the story of how he destroyed 33 gods in a day. Need I Say More.
4) The General Hua story. Literally everything about it. An essay for another time, but like… the story itself, and the way it starts to fill in some of the detail around those horrifying hints about Xie Lian’s past, but also the questions it raises and deals with and that become themes in the whole novel: questions of 'right’ and 'wrong’ where there isn’t a single answer, questions of what it means to try even when all your efforts come to nothing, questions of intent vs perception, action vs consequence, and the way it is all remembered or forgotten, the way life becomes story and people become roles and– anyway. That.
5) I was pretty solidly on board at this point, but the conversation between Xie Lian and Hua Cheng after the Banyue arc, when Xie Lian laughs a little bitterly at his past self for once telling a lost child to make him their reason for living, and Hua Cheng’s response… yeah. That whole scene wrecks me.
CQL (as I’m still only on ch13 of MDZS)
This one’s easy.
1) The first 3 minutes of the show in which we see Our Protagonist crying on a cliffside, devastated and broken and at last quietly falling. The way his soft but grief-stricken resignation and fall is overlaid by the story of a once-bright, wild youth whose legacy is notoriety. The way we are handed this tragedy from the beginning, as well as the whole Theme of… perception and consequence and what it takes to cast someone as the villain in the eyes of the world.
2) That moment in episode… oh, 3 or 4 maybe, when I realised with the force of a fucking lightning bolt that oh, this isn’t just a half-episode or 1-2 episode flashback of a sequence of moments catching us up quickly to that cliffside, no, we’re going to see the entire path from sunlight to darkness. I think I actually gasped aloud at that realisation and had to pause for a minute to let it sink in. It’s the kind of story I crave and so rarely get to see, and from that moment in I was sold.
#i simply Cannot narrow down favourite quotes to three #like for TGCF alone we've got to include every single word Bai Wuxiang says to Xie Lian #and that doesn't even begin to cover everything /else/! #you see my problem here #anyway this was a fun question #also i have a few of your other ones sitting in my askbox because #you ask great questions! and then i take forever to answer them! because they're good and i want to give them Adequate Thought! #anyway. we'll get there. #asks#elaine2895#tgcf#the untamed
so anyway fuck that last ask but if we’re playing a word-association game of ‘Chinese’ and ‘New York’, this is as good a time as any to point out for English speakers looking to learn/practise reading Chinese, the New York Times has a Chinese-language section, and most of the articles there have a ‘bilingual mode’ in which you can read side-by-side, paragraph-by-paragraph English and Chinese versions of the same article. Just click into any article and select the middle button in the bar across the top:
#it is unfortunately behind a paywall i think #but there are a few posts going around on ways to work around that #anyway learning languages is great #language
Well that's good news, about the English translations. I read an academic article saying that using Chinese is like living in New York, there's no good reason to, but people keep at it so they can brag about how hard it is.
No reason except oh I don’t know, that it’s the most common first language in the world, that it’s spoken by well over a billion people, and that it has a literary tradition that spans millennia? But obviously a child chooses their mother tongue based on the bragging rights it will give them in Anglophone society, and anyone studying a secondary language does so not to communicate with its speakers or engage with its culture but to show off at dinner parties.
I’d say I hope you’re misinterpreting that ‘academic article’ but that doesn’t make this ask any less racist, so instead I’ll just say I hope next time you can take a few seconds to think about what you’re saying, and consider that not everyone in the world is in a position to treat 'moving to New York’ or 'learning Chinese’ as a trivial choice (or a choice at all). And that those for whom it is a choice have any number of reasons, from the convenient to the curious to the deeply personal for making it.
sometimes adulthood is just realising that there is in fact nothing stopping you from acquiring an entire piano.
#by entire piano i actually mean a folding keyboard #but it has 88 keys so we're just going to go ahead and say it counts #anyway i have not played piano in. um. over 10 years! #but i spent the last hour dredging sonatas out of the deepest recesses of my memory #and it was! a delight! #turns out doing this for fun with no one but my headphones to hear #is nothing at all like doing this because i was Supposed To when i was younger #imagine that! #anyway i have a piano now and it makes me very happy #which is an improvement on the rest of this octnovemcember so far #a day in the life of Lia
"finished book 2" of Brandon Sanderon's Wheel of Time fan fiction trilogy and are ready to pass sentence?! Oh boy, oh boy..."in my tgcf reread and..." Fuck. Must learn Chinese.
There’ll be more WoT soon, promise! (Though if you’re waiting for, like, a denouncement of the Sanderson books I feel like you may be disappointed; obviously I can’t truly pass judgement until I’ve finished all of them, but as has been the case for TGS and what I’ve read of ToM so far, while obviously there are some things I haven’t loved, I’m generally just… more interested in enjoying them than I am in finding things to criticise).
WoT aside though, you don’t actually need to learn Chinese to join me in TGCF hell - the fan translation has been taken down, but this is because there are licensed English translations coming out soon! I wouldn’t quite go so far as to say ‘if you liked WoT you’ll like this’ because they are quite different stories / settings / styles, but there are definitely some thematic throughlines (if you enjoy protagonists the world demands too much of, and watching their journeys through the acquisition of power through to the brink of calamity and then back to finding who they are and what matters to them, you may find things to enjoy here!)
#anyway join me in cnovel hell it's great fun #asks#anon #regarding the liveblog #ish
finished book 2 in my tgcf reread and I can’t stop thinking about how the human face disease is so exquisitely crafted both in its cruelty, as well as in the way it embodies the cyclical nature of enmity and retribution: it is born of resentment and cured by murder. which thus breeds resentment, and so the curse is not lifted but merely shifted, and the cycle begins anew.
first a drought, a disaster, a tragedy of circumstance, a people looking in their grief for someone to blame. first a faraway city of plenty, shielded and ignorant and easy to blame.
and so the souls of the unblooded dead, made in their death into weapons of war. but these lost-souls-turned-weapons strike not on the battlefield, not at the soldiers, but at the civilians behind their enemy’s walls. they strike solely at those who did not strike at them; how better to inflict equal suffering than to destroy your enemy’s innocents, leaving the soldiers helpless, defending with blades what cannot be saved.
and finally the cure and the prevention is also the fuel. to save yourself you must wash your hands in blood, but that blood breeds new ghosts that themselves become weapons. that blood breeds resentment that forges those weapons. the dead are remembered not in reverence but in faces carved into unbloodstained enemy innocent skin; nothing is sacred but the cycle of hatred.
#like on first read it's great as horror and plot device and continued reveal #but with the full context it's such a beautifully elegant atrocity #the way it perpetuates the very thing it symbolises #the way it twists the very thing it tries to avenge #tgcf #tgcf reread value off the charts
Then that white-clothed person again laughed his strange laughter, and Xie Lian lifted his hand and threw his sword at him. The sword flew like lightning; the long blade pierced that person’s body, pinning him to the tree, and he collapsed without a sound…
#stabbing is a love language #tgcf #tgcf reread value off the charts #things! that hit different! the second time! #(a sword on the other hand hits pretty much the same)
I love MXTX’s author’s notes because it’s just like. Here’s some fun bonus information or context. Here’s a meme. Here’s the exchange rate for divine merits to RMB. Here’s a joke at my characters’ expense. Here’s a joke at my own expense. Here’s an admin update. The purpose of the story is to create a set of circumstances that force characters to make extreme choices, where no matter the choice someone will die, and all they can do is decide who and how many; there is no other path except passivity and apathy, in which case people still die, just not by their hands; everyone will have different opinions and experience because how can you agree on who should live and who should die? Here’s another meme.
#i love her she's hilarious #and then she goes and drops these essays on like. the nature of storytelling. #and the impossibility of simplifying things to 'right' and 'wrong'. and the choice between passivity and futility. #mxtx #tgcf reread value off the charts
#i remember the first mon-fri job i had #after having spent 18mo ignoring the concept of weekends #and 4-5mo ignoring the concept of any days off at all #two full weekend days every week felt like the most extraordinary thing ever after that #that honeymoon period lasted a good six months or so #and now years later i find myself sometimes thinking #maybe i should just do another 4-month stint of working every single day just so that when i stop i can feel the joy of weekends again #this is. obviously. not a recommended viable or healthy solution. #but boy is this sure a mood. #random workblogging
Queen’s Play, or, increasingly entertaining and decreasingly subtle references to menagerie as a metaphor for the French court until the story’s climax takes place on an elephant, in a chimpanzee cage, and face to face with a lion.
#it's delightful it's an absolute riot #but i love the way sometimes it's an elephant ride #sometimes it's hot-potato with a monkey #and sometimes it's just the fact that half the poetry quoted #is basically the medieval french versions of animal farm #neuxue reads lymond
Your sharks vs fish post reminded me of a meme of some altered Mr. Brightside lyrics about vertebrate evolution. "It started out with a fish / How did it end up like this? / It was only a fish / It was only a fish"
This is the quality content I keep anon switched on for, truly.
#i say that without a single trace of sarcasm #it was only a fish! but fish don't exist! the meme is collapsing! #asks#anon