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[approximateknowledge]

tensei pandemic is a bit of a dumpster fire but this specific scene hits way too close to home

[bagog]

Coming to the Riverlands

It cost extra--a lot extra--to be brought out of cryo before the ship reached destination. Marisol had paid it willingly, being a settler was already expensive, and with the Colonial Arts Council granting her a stipend, she had some credits to spare. After her re-animation and centering period, she made her way to an observation lounge at the front of the ship.

It had all been worth it. The Pacific, the colony ship, was massive, and even if all wakened, the full colony could live on the ship for some time.

But the sphere ahead of them was bigger still. Unimaginably enormous--'Dyson spheres' such structures had been called in old times. To the settlers aboard the Pacific, and to those who would hear Marisol's songs, it was known as Wellspring.

Marisol strummed her guitar softly, she was alone in the obs lounge--she felt alone on the ship, though that was clearly impossible. She'd had to wake up early, she had to see the approach. The way the sphere grew ahead of them into a giant, dark wall. Features slowly became visible on the surface of the sphere, kilometer wide greebles and ancient alien circuits barely interrupted the smooth darkness. A door Marisol hadn't noticed suddenly opened in the side of the sphere and sunlight poured out--a ray to guide the Pacific right into the sphere, the narrow door offering only a few thousand meters of clearance on all sides of the hulking colony ship.

"Dark as the night / lost in the stars Found the Wellspring / And bid goodbye" "To all other light / All other stars Lacking nothing / Still I'm tongue-tied."

Marisol frowned, tested a few different rhymes before giving up on the song and beginning a new one on her guitar. The view through the sphere's entry port was spectacular: a quilted spread of green and blue, like the surface of a planet but replicated in jumbo. Rivers hundreds of kilometers wide and just as deep. Seas in which Old Earth's moon could bathe. Trees wide as mountains, and even taller. A paradise for giants.

It was another two hours before the ship drew close enough to its destination. Marisol watched the shadow of the titanic ship projected against the sea to their port so that it was merely a pinprick on the colossal waves. There, in the haze of atmosphere, she could make out the Riverlands, a delta of converging river systems on the 'Western' hemisphere of the Wellspring.

"Marisol, Bard of the Riverlands," she whispered to herself as the haze cleared and the features on the surface became visible. "Marisol, Minstrel of Riverlands. Marisol, THE Marisol."

The delta loomed larger and larger until the Pacific's pencil dot of a shadow was cast onto the greenery below, slowly growing larger until Marisol could make out the shape of the ship in its shadow again. The ship came to a stop.

Marisol gave one last strum to her guitar and stood to leave. She was buzzing with excitement. A new life, new music.

She left to greet the waking sleepers with a song.

[aidenwaites]

I think in the same way there's a 90/10 rule with horror and comedy (horror works best when it's 90% horror and 10% comedy and vice versa) there's a 90/10 rule for some relationships in fiction that's like. Wholesome and fucked up. A good friendship is at its most compelling when it's also 10% a bit fucked up. Fucked up relationship is at its most compelling when there's at least 10% of something actually sweet and substantive within. Do you get me

[noodles-and-tea]

Our hextech dream….

[michameinmicha]

Stumbled upon this random ship (in a fandom im not active in myself) that has like 150 works on ao3 which are all from just two people gifting each other fics about this pairing back and forth and theyve been doing it for 3 years... i think thats true love probably

[lotrmusical]

never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱

[glitter-stained]

Random goon: Hey boss, were you the one to pick that name as an alias? And why this one?

Red Hood : I used to have another name, before... A long time ago. But that person is dead now. I get to choose for myself now, they can't take that from me. I won't let them.

Goon: Huh.

***

Random Goon: Say boss, why do you never take off your shirt in front of us?

Red Hood: Well uh, I actually have that really fucked scar on my chest and I'm not comfortable with...

Random Goon: Don't worry boss, we get it, you don't have to explain yourself to us.

***

Red Hood, high on some toxin: God, I wish my family...

Random Goon (on boss-sitting duty): why not try reaching out to them?

Red Hood: They would never accept me as I am now... They wouldn't agree with my so-called "life choices". Besides, they don't miss me, they miss the person they think I used to be... I wasn't even a man when I last saw them.

Random Goon: Damn boss, that sucks.

***

And then the goons throw the Red Hood a party on trans visibility day and Jason is so confused he straight up cries.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

License to Kitty.

[sadmages]

Having ocs is fucked up they make you wake up and think stuff like what if i learn to code in renpy and make this into a visual novel. Who said that

[ajaxgb]

Okay no I need to talk about the book version of Howl's Moving Castle. I love the movie but the book has such a different vibe and you, yes you, should read it.

Movie Howl is a soulful and quiet. Book Howl is a drama queen and Causing Problems and has a long string of jilted exes and couldn't shut up if you paid him.

Sophie and Howl drive each other up the wall at the beginning and it's really funny. Sophie and Howl are (despite themselves) very much in love by the end and they still drive each other up the wall and it's even funnier.

In the movie, Howl has been ordered by the king to participate in The War, and Howl is avoiding it because he is a brave conscientious objector. In the book, Howl has been ordered by the king to rescue his lost brother from the Witch of the Wastes, and Howl is avoiding it by any means necessary because he is a cowardly weasel who wants to stay as far from the Witch as possible.

In the movie, the Witch cursed Sophie because she was jealous about Howl speaking to Sophie for five minutes. In the book, the Witch cursed Sophie because Sophie had been doing surprisingly powerful magic for years without knowing it and it was actually starting to cut into the Witch's plans. (Sophie does not discover any of this until nearly the end of the book, but the reader can start to pick it up much earlier and the way Sophie's magic works is pretty darn cool.)

In the movie, there's a rumor that Howl eats the hearts of maidens, but this is implied to be nothing but nasty fearmongering. In the book, there's a rumor that Howl eats the hearts of maidens because Howl started the rumor so people would stop asking him to do wizard junk all the time.

The book lightly parodies a couple of tropes from Western fairy tales. In particular Sophie has internalized that, as the eldest of three sisters, her "destiny" is to fail so that her younger sisters will look cooler when they succeed, which is why she's so resigned to the hat shop at the beginning. (Sidebar: Sophie's sisters come up much more in the book and they're great.) There's also a really funny bit where Sophie attempts to operate a pair of seven-league boots.

In the movie, the fourth and final location that the magic door connects to is some sort of black void / mindscape / time portal dealy. In the book the fourth location is Wales, in the UK, on Earth, so that Howl can visit his family, because from Howl's perspective this is an isekai story.

[hamletthedane]

The movie Wicked is proof that any source material can be vastly improved by simply making the intense female friendship much gayer + the mutual male love interest both wildly bisexual and lowkey down to just be their third

[burntblueberrywaffles]

[I.D. an edited version of the "is this a pigeon" meme. A man with glasses, captioned "my overstimulated ass" points at a butterfly, captioned "someone making an annoying noise". At the bottom of the image, a dialogue caption reads "is this a crime deserving the death sentence?" end I.D.]

[panakina]

I think it’d be funny if Dick and Jason, due to wearing bright yellow capes on the job for years, are capable of stealth to a frankly unhinged degree. They barely have to try anymore it’s so second nature. Dick can just completely disappear while in the loudest neon clothes imaginable. Jason is constantly startling people who don’t understand how they missed a guy the size of a fridge standing right there. Bruce is extremely grateful for his unbreakable poker face because they have both startled him by accident and would never ever let him live it down if they knew.

[ato-dato]

Piss off!!! Thanks!!!!!!!!!! :)))))

[egophiliac]

gargoyle Mal is everything I've ever dreamed of and more. his little raincoat! his umbrella! I hope he really does have big ol' stompy rainboots to splash around in puddles in. I hope they have little faces on them.

(Twst please give me Malleus having a rainy day adventure, this is everything I need right now)