#Treatises

[beroebluejeans]

Whenever I am thinking very hard about The Locked Tomb, I find it important to remind myself Tamsyn Muir did compare the series to the KFC Double Down.

https://clarkesworldmagazine.com/muir_interview/

[dandelionsarenotfruit]

Man, people in the past would just drink coffee at any hour of the night. Coffee and tea at 9 PM, at 2 in the morning, whenever, and to do what?? "Chug that Red Bull, Horace, and light some more candles. We're reading treatises ALL night in this bitch."

[mellounir]

it's all over now, baby blue

[cliamhteoir]

Double leg takedown from the Bauman Fechtbuch or Codex Wallerstein, Author unknown

They seem like good friends.

[vgreysoncellars]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Evan "Buck" Buckley/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) Additional Tags: Jealousy, Mutual Pining, the one (1) braincell between them Summary:

"I think we should go clubbing again," Buck announces in between Forza races. "We have a Friday in the middle of our 96, it would be perfect."

"You guys planning something?" Hen asks, coming over from the kitchen with a bowl of trail mix.

"I'm trying to get Eddie to come pick up guys with me," Buck says.

Hen's eyebrows arch high above her glasses. "Really," Hen says.

"It's more of a wingman situation," Eddie tries to explain.

"Yeah, Eddie picks the guys so I don't make stupid decisions," Buck says, flicking through menus to pick a new racetrack.

The combination of Hen munching peanuts and looking back and forth between them makes Eddie feel like he's a zoo exhibit. Best Friends, captured in the wild, still feral, exhibiting behaviors heretofore unknown to science.

"Well, good luck with - all that," Hen says pointedly to Eddie. She is definitely not talking about the videogame.

[eddiegotout]

yes, YOU should draft a thinkpiece! YOU 🫵🏻 RIGHT THERE 🫵🏻 we need 250 word thinkpieces from tumblr users who have half a graduate degree in a humanities field NOW! TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!! from YOU!!!!

[starcurtain]

Rereading your alien nonsense post and now all I can imagine is Aventurine snacking on some poisonous cactus fruits and Ratio's staring in horror and Aventurine is just like "???" like it's nothing. What do you mean most people get sick eating these? But they taste so good?

They get stuck on some random forest planet during a mission and Aventurine's just like "Well, hey, at least we won't starve! These taste pretty good!"

"Gambler, spit out the death cap mushroom immediately!"

(And this is how Ratio experiences his first truly unsolvable scientific quandary: "Are all Avgins naturally immune to poisons like these, or is it just you and the mathematical absurdity you call your luck?"

"You know, I actually couldn't tell you, doc."

"This is going to bother me for the rest of my life."

"Would the mushroom help?")

[laurapetrie]

The wedding, when it came, had a fairy-tale quality, in this very remote church, with no electricity, and it happened after dark. It felt quite otherworldly, very dreamlike. - John Perry Barlow

Carolyn was stunning and very stark — as if the few lights were just for her, with the rest of us in darkness and her betrothed's face leaning into her halo. When John fumbled with the ring, Carolyn gently put her hand on his shoulder and laughed. The moment that she put her hand on his shoulder to reassure him that everything was okay, that was quite a loving subtlety. But that was her. - Billy Noonan

It was an incredibly magical moment. I saw it as it was unfolding, almost in silhouette. It was virtually dark outside. John reached for the hand of Carolyn; she was caught off guard. I'm walking backwards in the light rain at dusk, and John does this amazing gesture, taking her hand and bringing it to his lips. It was lovely, the spontaneity of that gesture. - Denis Reggie

[mering]

there's a gap in between there's a gap where we meet where i end and you begin

[philosophybits]

Grief and disappointment give rise to anger, anger to envy, envy to malice, and malice to grief again, till the whole circle be completed.

David Hume, A Treatise of Human Nature

[poisongardenz]

no context Unauthorized Fan Treatise spoilers

[beguilingcorpse]

btw i finished an unauthorized fan treatise in literally a day and it FUCKS. it's got everything. unreliable narrator. kin drama. flame wars. rpf fix-it fic. livejournal call-out posts. doxxing. murder. the epilogue had me GAGGED. if you haven't read it it is free and absolutely worth it

[cliamhteoir]

"If you want to be happy in your fighting, be lively, do not maintain the plays for long. In addition, laugh in a pretty way! And be serious [about serious things]. Trust in the sword, Which Talhoffer teaches."

Excerpt from the Opening of Hans Talhoffer's Personal Manuscript (1459)

[cuties-in-codices]

the kiss of shame: osculum infame

satan-worshippers approach the devil in the form of a goat to kiss his anus. in the background, demons and witches flying on brooms.

illustration for a copy of "sermo contra sectam vaudensium" by johannes tinctoris (a treatise against waldensian witchcraft), bruges, c. 1470-80

source: Paris, BnF, Français 961, fol. 1r

[july-19th-club]

i brought him over with me, you know. we sailed together under avery when we was kids. he was my first bunkmate. and for years, he went on how he'd got this huge stash, hidden away. and i should live to survive him, because one day, i will be a rich man. but as you know...we lost him on the pembroke. so i open his locker and what do i find? twelve pesos. a busted pocket watch. and a letter with instructions to deliver it to his sister in new york. lying sack of shit! was mister craig. so: i bought the boys a round with the pesos, traded the pocket watch for a bit of tail, and spent two weeks that winter in new york trying to deliver that fucking letter to his sister. looked high and low. never found her. so on the way home, i waited until we were in open water and i could see no land in any direction. and i dropped it over the side. returned to the sea...there are no legacies in this life, are there? no monuments. no...history. just the water. it pays us, and then it claims us. swallows us whole. if you EVEN care

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

The blue book here in the S2 Opening Title is Modern Magic: A Practical Treatise on the Art of Conjuring by Professor Hoffmann from 1876 and can be read online under the Project Guttenberg :).

From wiki: Modern Magic by Professor Hoffmann (real name Angelo Lewis) is a treatise in book form, first published in 1876, detailing the apparatus, methods and tricks used by the magicians and conjurors of that era. Hoffmann was considered to be one of the greatest authorities on the theory and practice of magic, despite his own limited professional experience as a magician.

The first edition of Modern Magic "sold out within weeks and subsequent printings continued to fly off the shelves." Its popularity was due in part to the scarcity of teaching materials available to would-be magicians in the late 19th century. Modern Magic was the first book in the English language to really explain how to perform magical feats The publication of Modern Magic was controversial, however, as some magicians were outraged that their secrets were now published On the other hand, it appears that Hoffmann only published secrets with their creators' permission.

Modern Magic, and Hoffmann's writings in general, influenced several well-known magicians including Howard Thurston, Chung Ling Soo, Alexander, and Harry Houdini. David Copperfield's private museum is home to Hoffmann's personal copy of Modern Magic. Copperfield believes that "the book eventually played an essential role in elevating the art of conjuring and may have acted as a catalyst for the entire golden age of magic".