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if i look back, i am lost
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Iâm thinking about children unwittingly adopting the mannerisms of those who bring them up/surround them at a young age and I justâŠ
Imagine Elrond unconsciously gesturing with his left hand while he talks to people in Imladris because Maedhros did that
Imagine Elrond unconsciously tapping out a rhythm on the table with restless fingers because Maglor did that
(Glorfindel notices, but he doesnât say anything about it)
I like to think Elrond got that famous raised eyebrow in the movies from Maedhros. That the kids would get in trouble and then suddenly Maedhros would be standing there with âthe eyebrow of doomâ. Right before making them muck out the stables. Elrond learned to behave but Elros was on permanent stable duty.
Maedhros & Maglor
March 2018 /Dalandel
Other, More Considerate People: I like to keep my story as close to canon and ship-free as possible so everyone can enjoy it. :)
My Self-Indulgent Ass:Â âSup, assholes, hereâre all my implausible OTPs, their future children, a bunch of OCs that play prominent roles, and all my sexuality headcanons are in effect.
âTo understand this fic youâll need to refer to page 15, side A of my Extensive headcanon timeline of the entire history of this character and everyone he ever met, the contents of which are helpfully provided absolutely nowhere.â
âbehold as I construct the precarious scaffolding of this story from discarded tumblr shitposts, my id, a dream I had once, poorly concealed psychological projection, the abstract concept of the way it feels to look out at the sea, and a bunch of dumb jokes I couldnât stop cackling to myself about. oh, but itâs fanfiction.â
Nerdanel the Wise - noldorin elf, wife of Fëanor
While still in his early youth he wedded Nerdanel, the daughter of a great smith named Mahtan, among those of the Noldor most dear to Aulë; and of Mahtan he learned much of the making of things in metal and in stone. Nerdanel also was firm of will, but more patient than Fëanor, desiring to understand minds rather than to master them, and at first she restrained him when the fire of his heart grew too hot; but his later deeds grieved her, and they became estranged. Seven sons she bore to Fëanor; her mood she bequeathed in part to some of them, but not to all.

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CSD Termine 2018 in Deutschland đłïžâđ
Und in unserer Nachbarschaft gibt es sogar vier CSDs đđœđđœđđœ
16.06: Oldenburg 23.06: Cloppenburg 18.08: Aurich 25.08: Bremen
Maglor: Sarcastic bard and future wine mom
When I finished this I realized her expression reminded me of something but couldnât place itâŠ
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I grew up on the lower east side. My father sold fruit. My mother sewed shirt-waists for a factory. Let me tell you, you donât get to climb the American ladder without picking up some bad habits on the way. Thereâs a ceiling for certain types of people, based on how much money your parents have, your social class, your religion, your sex.
This scene in Agent Carter took my fairly placid interest in MCU Howard Stark and it was like pouring petrol on a flame. I donât know if it was intentional, but we have just been given practically canonical Jewish Howard Stark. Iâve been doing some reading up on the history of the Jewish population of New York, and Iâm pretty much sure these choices were deliberate.
First off, the lower east side - this was a hugely popular migrant area. In the early 1900s, it was predominantly Irish Catholics, but with the influx of Jewish people from Eastern Europe, fleeing the pogroms and persecution, by the time Howard was a kid, it would have been a predominantly Jewish area, with a Jewish population of up to 400,000 people. It was also one of the most densely inhabited parts of the city, with families crammed in tight into tenement blocks.
Then we have the jobs his parents have - because of restrictions placed on Jewish people, whether by their own religion or by anti-semitic rules of society, the majority of Jewish people were limited to working in trade, ie. selling produce. His mother âsewed shirtwaistsâ. Basically, this means she was working in the New York version of a sweat shop, infamously filled with migrants, to mass produce clothes. There was a tragic fire in a shirt-waist factory in NYC in the early 1900s, where dozens of women were killed because they had no way out. The majority of the women were Jewish. Of course, any ethnicity and/or class of people could work, but given their location and the jobs they have, it seems pretty clean-cut.
And then he says âthe American Ladderâ. These three little words distance him from his identity as a card-carrying white American. Heâs talking about what heâs had to do to climb âtheirâ ladder. Not 'ourâ ladder. This confirms that not only is he of migrant descent (see his place of residence), but is of an ethnicity not entirely welcomed in the country and that he may only be a first- or second- generation migrant.
I find this especially interesting given some of the comments in earlier episodes. He called Peggy and Jarvis âmy two favourite foreignersâ, which is intriguing given that heâs now pretty much raised a flag saying âI am not entirely as American as people thinkâ.
And he saved Anna. So heâd known Jarvis? So they always got along. Yes. And? Itâs one man. Howard knows lots of people. What possible reason could Howard Stark have for saving a Jewish woman and the man who tried to save her? Itâs not just because he knew Jarvis. Oh no. Yes, that helped. Yes, he liked Jarvis. But Howard grew up surrounded by Eastern European Jewish families. He knew how bad it could get for them, and I would almost bet money on him knowing first-hand as well. And this man he knew risked his life to save a Jewish woman. Thatâs why Howard stepped in.
Now, I hear comments that the name Stark isnât Jewish. I beg to differ, my friends! There are still Jewish Starks in New York to this day. And even if Stark didnât originally start out as a Jewish name, unfortunately for a lot of Jewish families, it was easier to assimilate into the culture by hiding their Jewish origins, and the easiest way to do this was by changing their names. Often, it was done by changing it to something that sounded similar or something that sounded especially not-Jewish. And given that Stark is a German name that means Strong, hmm, I wonder why that might have been picked.
And as a gracenote, the final bit of Howardâs speech, I donât think itâs a coincidence that he talks first about money, religion, and social class. He came from the dumping ground for migrants. He lived where they were pretty much forced, by poverty and the need for cheap accommodation.
In summary: He was not from a wealthy family. He was not from a socially-accepted religion. He was not from a good social class. And every one of those things, he learned to hide, and he did it by lying. âThe only way to break through that ceiling is to lie. So thatâs my natural instinct: to lieâ.
He hid behind his acquired name. He hid behind his hand-built reputation. He hid behind the wealth he garnered. He made himself the embodiment of the American dream, and given that everyone idolises him, they clearly donât know where he came from, and he makes damn sure they donât find out, because he doesnât want to slip back down the American ladder.
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Give me the eldritch bodice ripper already!
Please I need more.
I started Hebrew, which is why Iâve been dead on this blog, but I donât think I can ever properly convey to you guys the sheer cultural whiplash of spending years learning Japanese from Japanese teachers and then trying to learn Hebrew from an Israeli
Japanese: you walk into class already apologizing for being alive Hebrew: you walk into class, the teacher insults you and you are expected to insult her back
Japanese: conjugates every single verb based on degree of intended politeness, nevermind keigo and honorifics Hebrew: Someone asked my teacher how to say âexcuse meâ and she laughed for several seconds before saying we shouldnât worry about remembering that since weâll never need to say it
Japanese: if you get one stroke wrong the entire kanji is incomprehensible Hebrew: cursive? script? fuck it do whatever you want, you donât even have to write the vowels out unless you feel like it
Japanese: the closest thing there is to âbastardâ is an excessively direct âyouâ pronoun Hebrew: âbitchâ translates directly
Fun fact: Israel has possibly the lowest power-distance metric of any culture in the world, while Japan has one of the highest. I didnât realize that the CTO of my company was the CTO until somebody else told me, because everybody called him by his first name and engaged in mutual shit-talking/playful insults with him.
In Japan, even calling your boss by the wrong honorific is liable to get you in trouble.
And apparently thereâs some sciencey cooperative venture going on between Israel and Japan in an official diplomatic capacity. I want to be a fly on the wall when Japanese and Israeli scientists work together.

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What if Lapras could fly^^ When I was a child, the episode with lonely Lapras made me sad. But if that Lapras will be able to fly, no one would be able even to touch it :) Inspired by butterfly koi mostly, awesome fish đ
Playing anything after playing assassinâs creed for a month: why the fUCK canât I climb this
assassinâs creed was the first video game I ever played, and I finished the first game in a weekend more or less without pause. then I went to work on Monday and, being totally unfamiliar with the Tetris effect, was extremely taken aback by the immediate impulse to reach my teller station by vaulting over the counter. I mean, I didnât even question it at first. I made it maybe two long purposeful steps forward before my brain caught up and I spent the rest of the day doubting my own actions.
One time I played so much Bioshock at the weekend that on my walk to uni the next day I saw a vaguely rectangular bit of trash out the corner of my eye and automatically thought âbetter pick up that first aid kitâ
When fallout 4 came out, I played so much of it that when I saw a pile of wood near my house, I tried to scrap it and was perplexed as to why it wasnât selectable.
after playing the sims i mistakenly thought i was alive and had feelings
Do you know Abhorsen saga?? Iâm reading it and is awesome. So I decided to make a little fanart :)
The face is based on the friend who recommend me the saga as a present
Death of the Author - We donât care what the author says he wanted the work to mean. We let the work speak for itself.
Weekend at Bernieâs of the Author - We donât care what the author said. The authorial intent must be whatever we found in the work. (h/t @raggedjackscarlet)
Cryonic Stasis of the Author - The author is actually dead for a long time. Nobody gets all the references any more, but my literature teacher told me I have to take the context at the time into account, so I got a book that explains the work, instead of letting it speak for itself.
Frankensteinâs Monster of the Author - We let the work sort of speak for itself. We ignore what the author said about the intent behind the work. Instead we will use the authorâs tweets on unrelated issues in order to ascribe intent and meaning to the work.
Night of the Living Dead Authors - Teeeeeeeeeeeeexts
Vampirism of the Author - The author reads a clever but far-fetched interpretation of his work and decides that it will become canon.
Near Death Experience of the Author - The author wants the work to speak for itself, but after a long period of restraint and silence, says that while the work still stands for itself, some interpretations of it are just plain wrong.
Faked Death of the Author - Author adopts pseudonym, explains intent as a series of YouTube fan theory videos.
Schroedingerâs Cat of the Author - The author publicly confirms that the ending was meant to be ambiguous all along.
Attempted Suicide of the Author - The author tells you that he wants the work to speak for itself; also heâs a huge Roland Barthes fanboy.
Suicide of the Author - The author admits that the story was not meant to be that deep and all meaning is accidental.
Necromancy of the Author - If author is dead, finding some similar literary figure and seeing what they reckon about the workâs authorial intent
Necrophilia of the Author - Slashfic - not all of it, just when it concerns a cartoonishly obvious sexual relationship that was for some reason not explicit and canonical in the original work
Induced Coma of the Author - The author stays quiet to see if we can work it out, as a test
Suicide-by-cop of the Author - The work concerns, or seems to concern, a hot-button issue. Some vast cultural institution decides what the real meaning of the work is, regardless of anything the author says or any basis in the text itself. This interpretation becomes the best-known and most widely accepted reading (cf. that comic about English class that ends âThe curtains were fucking blueâ)
@petermorwood you are fancy pants author what are your thoughts
Looks down. Not fancy pants, just bog-standard blue denim jeans.
Appendectomy of the Author - the author gets a chance to revise the work and remove material that seemed like a good idea at the time but which has become a real pain.
Cosmetic surgery of the Author - while doing that necessary cutting, the author also carries out a few nips and tucks to make things look better.
@deadcatwithaflamethrower
Hiding on a Tropical Island of the Author - the author barricades themself away from everyone because they missed a deadline
My piece for @aoaanthology
Ingwe, Elwe and Finwe meeting the Valar. Iâve never worked on such a large piece digitally. It was a lot of trial and error. But Iâm happy with how it turned out.Â
The book is still for sale!Â

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Deflecting âHow are you?â via Griceâs maxims
A friend whoâs going through rough times lamented to me that, when acquaintances ask her how sheâs been, she doesnât feel like itâs honest to say âfineâ, and the acquaintances donât actually want to hear the full story. I told her what I do in analogous situations: say any (at least mildly interesting) fact about something you experienced in the last few days. For example, âMy cat got stuck in a cereal box todayâ or âI found a new brunch spot last weekendâ.
This works because of the unspoken principles of conversation called Griceâs maxims, particularly the maxim of relevance: whatever you say in response to a question will be interpreted as an answer to that question, at least in spirit. And random facts can be interpreted as âhereâs something thatâs on my mindâ, which people will take as a valid answer to âhow are youâ.
Push this too far and it breaks down; responding with âI cut my toenails this morningâ will be read as a non sequitur and possibly rude. But anything that could plausibly be a story you would tell a friend will work for this. Plus, any followup questions will be on a non-painful topic!
I do a similar thing when replying to the eternal linguist question, âhow many languages do you know?âÂ
I used to let that lead me into a list of languages with my precise level of fluency, which would make the other person say âwowâ but not have much else to reply with, or a mini-lecture of how not all linguists speak a whole bunch of languages, which got tedious to keep delivering and other people didnât particularly enjoy it either. Â
These days, I mention just two or three languages, but I switch up which ones I mention depending on what I think the other person would be interested in talking about and what Iâm in the mood for (French often leads into a discussion of Canadian politics, some people just give off a certain vibe that theyâd be really excited about Latin, and so on.) When Iâve gauged it really well, I can get away with just mentioning a single language. Sample dialogues:Â
âHow many languages do you speak?â âWell, itâs really interesting living in Montreal because of course thereâs so much FrenchâŠâ *conversation now becomes about French in Montreal* âHow many languages do you speak?â âFrench of course, and it was really interesting studying Latin in high school becauseâŠâ *conversation now becomes about Latin and/or language study methodologies* Â
The Gricean part is that, like with âhow are you?â, people never seem to notice or mind that theyâre not getting a number in reply. âHow many languages?â is a conversational gambit of âyou seem like a person whoâd be open to having small talk about languagesâ or âtell me more about your linguistic experiencesâ (the same way that âhow many pets/children do you have?â is a common small talk question). I recently had a conversation on twitter about doing this for âhow many instruments do you play?â when the number gets too big and difficult to quantify, and it seems like it would work there too, although I personally wonât be in the circumstances to test it.
palette challenge: Revan in Young Blood as requested by @numinousbones !
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