Whimsy and Fire

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@hellsite-hall-of-fame

Superhero team as a metaphor for online friendship

I've known you for years, but don't know your name. I trust you with my biggest fears, but you'll never even know how I look. I wish I could take you to my favourite coffee shop or park, but I'll never be able. If something were to happen to you I would never know. You are one of most important people in my life, I wish I could introduce you to others

I want to reblog this ten times a day for a year. I want to write a hundred thousands words exploring this concept in which I'd never come close to the hammerblow that is this moment. I understand this. I feel it.

someone could probably say something pretty about fossils, constellations, and stars in the sky

It genuinely upsets me that there are people who call this animation and voice acting bad, there’s so much heart and soul on display in just this clip alone

“WHO DARES TO INVOKE WXRTHLTL-JWLPKLZ?” “Where were you when the vowels were bein’ handed out, behind the door??”

do you ever start writing a comment on the internet and then think “oh what the fuck am i going on about” and delete it

I also enjoy writing an entire paragraph, thinking "you know, I don't actually need to be involved in this conversation," and deleting it

I must not explain the joke. Explaining the joke is the joke-killer. I will face my followers who did not get the joke. I will permit them to pass over me and through me

that last one is actually legit good. very evocative.

This has been sent to me four times today, so I'm condemning OP to be judged by the 42 and fall into Nuun.

Opera plot: Local Noble realizes that his affections for Pretty Village Girl have a rival in the form of Honest Laborer. Having read enough romances to know that a girl asked to choose between a rich man and a poor man will always pick the poor man, whereas in a love triangle between two rich men it's anyone's game, he decides that his chief object must be to elevate his rival's wealth and status as quickly as possible. What the Compte de Genre-Savie over here forgot to account for, however, was the overwhelming power of the Pygmalion Effect, and now he has to deal with watching two people he's in love with develop ever-stronger feelings for each other. Eventually all of this resolves via...I don't know.

#first of all: ''comte de genre-savie'' is PERFECT. just great. absolutely no notes.#I would love an opera with this exact plot. bonus points if the comte is genuinely genre savvy#he keeps bringing up opera tropes only for the other characters to look at him like he's insane.#the score is diagetic to him; when he points out reoccurring themes or transitions to minor keys#the other characters ask him what the hell he's talking about. the whole chorus gets together to sing about how#comte de genre-savie is going mad. the comte tries to sneak away and keeps getting pulled back in.#I wonder if you could even push it further - have it so that only the comte can speak or 'hear' spoken words;#all other characters communicate in recitativo secco or formally composed songs#then you can have scenes where the comte is speaking but the other character in the scene can't hear him.#this can be played for laughs (the comte tries to order something from a shopkeeper; the shopkeeper walks away as he's talking)#and for dramatic effect (the Honest Laborer is singing a heartfelt duet with the Pretty Village Girl#and neither of them can hear the comte saying 'I love you' in between their lines)#........I am into this actually. I had to convince myself that this wasn't just cyrano de bergerac but no. it isn't. I'm into it.#upon the stage (via @notbecauseofvictories)

I still occasionally get people liking the post I made about getting into Nature of Predators, and that makes me happy because it means other people are either getting into it, or are into it and looking weirdly deep into Tumblr to find other people talking about it, and I want to say I'm still writing stuff about it.

Adding to this that, over a year after the original post that I referenced with this, I'm actively doing a formatting pass for the first few chapters. As it turns out AO3 wants HTML formatting and I'm addicted to italics so I need to do another check of everything before I can hit send on it, but I finally have enough confidence that I'm actually going to share what I've been writing instead of quietly doing a fanfic on the side and constantly wishing I had reason to write more of it.

tumblr users love reading. you literally stopped for this post just because it has words in it

it was obviously named after Paris, the trojan prince.

I don’t know why anybody uses ChatGPT when they can log into Tumblr Dot Com and see *bespoke* obviously stupid lies, handcrafted by a real asshole for free.