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Hi! Can you explain what really the power of foresight was with Faramir? I read the books earlier this year and I don't really quite understand it. He could predict the future? Like he would see it in his dreams? But how did he found out from Gollum that he was taking frodo and sam to cirith ungol and that he had committed murder before?
No problem, it's one of my favorite topics!
The concise explanation: I think Faramir's foresight/aftersight in terms of visions is a largely separate "power" from his ability to bring his strength of mind and will to bear on other people and animals, and to resist outside influence. The visions seem more a matter of broad sensitivity, something Faramir doesn't appear to have much if any control over. The second power is (in our terms) essentially a form of direct telepathy, limited in some ways but still very powerful, and I think this second ability is what Faramir is using with Gollum.
The really long version:
In my opinion, Faramir (or Denethor, Aragorn, etc) doesn't necessarily read thoughts like a book, particularly not with a mind as resistant as Gollum's. Faramir describes Gollum's mind in particular as dark and closed, it seems unusually so—
"There are locked doors and closed windows in your mind, and dark rooms behind them," said Faramir.
Still, Gollum is unable to entirely block Faramir's abilities. In LOTR, it does not seem that Gollum can fully block powerful mental abilities such as Faramir's, though his toughness and hostility does limit what Faramir can see. (Unfinished Tales, incidentally, suggests iirc that Denethor's combination of "great mental powers" and his right to use the Anor-stone allowed him to telepathically get the better of Saruman through their palantíri, a similar but greater feat.) I imagine that this is roughly similar to, but scaled down from, Galadriel's telepathic inquiries of even someone as reluctant to have her in his mind as Boromir, given that Faramir is able to still see some things in Gollum's mind, if with more difficulty than usual.
(WRT Boromir ... ngl, if I was the human buffer between Denethor and Faramir, I would also not be thrilled about sudden telepathic intrusions from basically anyone, much less someone I had little reason to trust.)
Disclaimer: a few years after LOTR's publication, Tolkien tried to systematize how this vague mystical telepathy stuff really works. One idea he had among many, iirc, was that no unwilling person's mind could be "read" the ways that Gollum's is throughout LOTR. IMO that can't really be reconciled w/ numerous significant interactions in LOTR where resistance to mental intrusion or domination is clearly variable between individuals and affected by personal qualities like strength of will, basic resilience, the effort put into opposition, supernatural powers, etc. And these attempts at resistance are unsuccessful or only partially successful on many occasions in LOTR (the Mouth of Sauron, for one example, is a Númenórean sorcerer in the book who can't really contend with Aragorn on a telepathic level). So I, personally, tend to avoid using the terminology and rationales from that later systematized explanation when discussing LOTR. And in general, I think Tolkien's later attempts to convert the mystical, mysterious wonder of Middle-earth into something more "hard magic" or even scientific was a failed idea on a par with Teleporno. Others differ!
In any case, when Gollum "unwillingly" looks at Faramir while being questioned, the creepy light drains from his eyes and he shrinks back while Faramir concludes he's being honest on that specific occasion. Gollum experiences physical pain when he does try to lie to Faramir—
"It is called Cirith Ungol." Gollum hissed sharply and began muttering to himself. "Is not that its name?" said Faramir turning to him. "No!" said Gollum, and then he squealed, as if something had stabbed him.
I don't think this is a deliberate punishment from Faramir—that wouldn't be like him at all—and I don't think it's the Ring, but simply a natural consequence of what Faramir is. Later, Gandalf says of Faramir's father:
"He can perceive, if he bends his will thither, much of what is passing in the minds of men ... It is difficult to deceive him, and dangerous to try."
So, IMO, Faramir's quick realization that Gollum is a murderer doesn't come from any vision of the future or past involving Gollum—that is, it's not a deduction from some event he's seen. Faramir does not literally foresee Gollum's trick at Cirith Ungol. His warning would be more specific in that case, I think. What he sees seems to be less detailed but more direct and, well, mystical. Faramir likely doesn't know who exactly Gollum murdered or why or what any of the circumstances were. Rather, Gollum's murderousness and malice are visible conditions of his soul to Faramir's sight. Faramir doesn't foresee the particulars of Gollum's betrayal—but he can see in Gollum's mind that he is keeping something back. Faramir says of Gollum:
"I do not think you are holden to go to Cirith Ungol, of which he has told you less than he knows. That much I perceived clearly in his mind."
Meanwhile, in a letter written shortly before the publication of LOTR, Tolkien said of Faramir's ancestors:
They became thus in appearance, and even in powers of mind, hardly distinguishable from the Elves
So these abilities aren't that strange in that context. Faramir by chance (or "chance") is, like his father, almost purely an ancient Númenórean type despite living millennia after the destruction of Númenor (that destruction is the main reason "Númenóreanness" is fading throughout the age Faramir lives in). Even less ultra-Númenórean members of Denethor's family are still consistently inheriting characteristics from their distant ancestor Elros, Elrond's brother, while Faramir and Denethor independently strike Sam and Pippin as peculiarly akin to Gandalf, a literal Maia like their ancestress Melian:
“Ah well, sir,” said Sam, “you [Faramir] said my master had an elvish air; and that was good and true. But I can say this: you have an air too, sir, that reminds me of, of—well, Gandalf, of wizards.”
He [Denethor] turned his dark eyes on Gandalf, and now Pippin saw a likeness between the two, and he felt the strain between them, almost as if he saw a line of smouldering fire drawn from eye to eye, that might suddenly burst into flame.
Meanwhile, Faramir's mother's family is believed to be part Elvish, a belief immediately confirmed when Legolas meets Faramir's maternal uncle:
At length they came to the Prince Imrahil, and Legolas looked at him and bowed low; for he saw that here indeed was one who had elven-blood in his veins. "Hail, lord!" he [Legolas] said. "It is long since the people of Nimrodel left the woodlands of Lórien, and yet still one may see that not all sailed from Amroth’s haven west over water."
In addition to that, Faramir's men believe he's under some specific personal blessing or charm as well as the Númenórean/Elvish/Maia throwback qualities. It's also mentioned by different groups of soldiers that Faramir can exercise some power of command over animals as well as people. Beregond describes Faramir getting his horse to run towards five Nazgûl in real time:
"They will make the Gate. No! the horses are running mad. Look! the men are thrown; they are running on foot. No, one is still up, but he rides back to the others. That will be the Captain [Faramir]: he can master both beasts and men."
Then, during the later retreat of Faramir's men across the Pelennor:
At last, less than a mile from the City, a more ordered mass of men came into view, marching not running, still holding together. The watchers held their breath. "Faramir must be there," they said. "He can govern man and beast."
Tolkien said of the ancient Númenóreans:
But nearly all women could ride horses, treating them honourably, and housing them more nobly than any other of their domestic animals. The stables of a great man were often as large and as fair to look upon as his own house. Both men and women rode horses for pleasure … and in ceremony of state both men and women of rank, even queens, would ride, on horseback amid their escorts or retinues … The Númenóreans trained their horses to hear and understand calls (by voice or whistling) from great distances; and also, where there was great love between men or women and their favorite steeds, they could (or so it is said in ancient tales) summon them at need by their thought alone. So it was also with their dogs.
Likely the same Númenórean abilities were used for evil by Queen Berúthiel against her cats. In an interview with Daphne Castell, Tolkien said:
She [Berúthiel] was one of these people who loathe cats, but cats will jump on them and follow them about—you know how sometimes they pursue people who hate them? I have a friend like that. I’m afraid she took to torturing them for amusement, but she kept some and used them—trained them to go on evil errands by night, to spy on her enemies or terrify them.
The more formal version of the Berúthiel lore recurs in Unfinished Tales:
She had nine black cats and one white, her slaves, with whom she conversed, or read their memories, setting them to discover all the dark secrets of Gondor, so that she knew those things "that men wish most to keep hidden," setting the white cat to spy upon the black, and tormenting them.
Faramir, by contrast, has a strong aversion to harming/killing animals for any reason other than genuine need, but apparently quite similar basic abilities. He typically uses these abilities to try to compassionately understand other people or gather necessary information, rather than for domination or provoking fear. Even so, Faramir does seem to use his mental powers pretty much all the time with no attempt to conceal what he's doing—he says some pretty outlandish things to Frodo and Sam as if they're very ordinary, but it doesn't seem that most people he knows can do all these things. This stuff is ordinary to him because it flows out of his fundamental being, not because it's common.
It's not clear how much fine control he has, interestingly. This is more headcanon perhaps, but I don't feel like it's completely under his control, even while it's much more controlled than things like Faramir's vision of Boromir's funeral boat, his frequent, repeated dreams of Númenor's destruction, the Ring riddle dream he received multiple times, or even his suspiciously specific "guess" of what passed between Galadriel and Boromir in Lothlórien. Yet his more everyday mental powers do seem to involve some measure of deliberate effort in a lot of the instances we see, given the differing degrees of difficulty and strain we see with the powers he and Denethor exhibit more frequently and consistently.
This is is also interesting wrt Éowyn, because Tolkien describes Faramir's perception of her as "clear sight" (which I suspect is just Tolkien's preferred parlance for "clairvoyance"). Faramir perceives a lot more of what's going on with Éowyn than I think he had materially observable evidence for—but does not see everything that's going on with her by any means. He seems to understand basically everything about her feelings for Aragorn, more than Éowyn herself does, but does not know if she loves him [Faramir].
I'm guessing that it's more difficult to "see" this way when it's directly personal (one of the tragedies of his and Denethor's relationship is that their shared mental powers do not enable either to realize how much they love each other). But it also doesn't seem like he's trying to overcome Éowyn's mental resistance the way he was with Gollum, and possibly Frodo and Sam—he does handle it a bit differently when it's not a matter of critical military urgency. With Éowyn, he sees what his abilities make clear to him, is interested enough to seek out Merry (and also perceive more than Merry says, because Faramir has never been a normal person one day in his life) but doesn't seem to really push either of them.
So I tend to imagine that with someone like Faramir, Denethor, Aragorn etc, we're usually seeing a relatively passive, natural form of low-grade telepathy that simply derives from their fundamental nature and personalities (as we see in Faramir with Éowyn, possibly Faramir with Aragorn). That can be kicked up to more powerful, forceful telepathy via active exertion of the will (as described by Gandalf wrt Denethor's ability to "bend[] his will thither" to see what passes in others' minds, and seen with Faramir vs Gollum, Aragorn vs the Mouth of Sauron, more subtly Faramir vs Denethor). At a high point of strain this can be done very aggressively or defensively (Denethor vs Gandalf, Denethor vs Saruman, Denethor vs Sauron seriously is there a Maia that man won't fight, Faramir vs the Black Breath given his completely unique symptoms that Aragorn attributes to his "staunch will", possibly Aragorn vs the Black Breath in a healing capacity...).
Anyway, I hope these massive walls of text are helpful or interesting! Thanks for the ask :)
#honestly hilarious that first age men straight-up lie to the fëanorians and nobody has any idea#gollum says a one-word falsehood to faramir and starts screaming. some people are just made different i guess#(more seriously i think these abilities are so different between lotr and the silm because of narrative structure and functions#faramir and denethor aren't insignificant but are placed in such a way that their abilities support lotr's structural integrity#rather than breaking the logic of the story the way really-good-at-telepathy fëanorians would#...hence the awkwardness of finding something for galadriel and celeborn to be doing lmao. the real problem children of tolkien lore!#aragorn /is/ central enough to cause problems but his abilities are less specifically focused on telepathy so it works#i bet random citizens of pelargir felt that berúthiel's very faramir-ish abilities were absolutely OP though#...justice for gondorian cats honestly. i know tolkien was weird about feline life but i choose to believe faramir is a friend to cats)#anghraine babbles#legendarium blogging#legendarium fanwank#anon replies#respuestas#faramir#jewel of the seashore#húrinionath#denethor#sméagol#lord of the rings#jrr tolkien#anghraine's meta#long post#the letters of jrr tolkien#nature of middle earth#berúthiel#anghraine's headcanons#éowyn
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Joong talking about the moodboard tweets when a fan asked in his Twitter Space on August 3rd, 2024:
TRANSCRIPT (as far as I can make out the words)
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Fan: Your tweet last night. (giggles continuously) Joong: Yep. Ah, it's about... [unintelligible] something? Buddy, did you see that? Buddy, did you see; did you see that? Dunk: I did. Joong: Super funny. Fan: You searched it from... Joong: Yeah. Fan: You searched it from Pinterest? (laughs) Or... well. Joong: It's actually, it comes from so many places like Pinterest, Canva, and my gallery already. I have [unintelligible]. Fan: (laughs) And Dunk, what do you think about that? Of what Joong tweeted. Dunk: Is it though? (everyone laughs) Fan: Or maybe another reaction? Or... yes, it... Yes.. it... Dunk: (pause) Could be for now. Could be, could be. (Joong and the fan giggle) Fan: Okay. Okay. Maybe... maybe yes, it's for me. 'Cause I'm still shaking right now, I can't imagine anything... anything else. Thank you so much. Joong: Thank you so much. Dunk: Thank you. Joong: Thank you.
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#the heart killers#thk#thk moodboards#thk sm#joong archen#joong moodboards#joong twitter#dunk natachai#dunk twitter#adrm#i wanted the whole saga in one structured post on my blog lmao#i'm sooooo glad the fan asked that question bc i'd been wondering myself#also!! what i'm NOW wondering about is which one(s) of these pics he already had in his gallery 👀#maybe the ''play dirty'' and/or the ''i see red'' one?#maybe the hands on the glass?#the tied up hands?#so many questions#i'd be surprised if the ones with the gay embracing come from his gallery bc why would he just have that ready on his phone#what would he have saved that for
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There's something special about Moon being the only side of the DCA who has canonically (gameverse) voiced his counterpart's name ("No more Sun", which yes it's not him directly saying Sun's name since it's a figure of speech, but still) whereas Sun - the chatterbox - only refers to Moon via "he" or "other me". Moon, the quiet one who mostly laughs vs Sun who mostly uses words. Sun, who is scared of Moon, never utters his name whereas Moon clearly has no problem with it. Both of them using "we☀️/us🌙" prior to Eclipse. Moon, whose only opinion of Sun we can infer is "the other me trapped me in light so now I trap him in shadow", vs Sun's whole thing which is profoundly more fleshed out.
I don't know man, the "no more Sun" line always did things to me. I remember playing Ruin for the first time and getting this... jarring emotion when I heard Moon saying that. It's such a small line but good god did I latch onto it.
#dca#daycare attendant#villain.text#fnaf#I have an entire post on my fandom side blog hidden in my drafts#about the way sun and moon refer to themselves and each other#and it's really fun#sun refers to himself as an I more often than moon does btw#which is probably because of the way moon structures is sentences#moon rarely puts himself as a subject to he barely talks about himself#example: bad children must be found vs I will find you#it's implicit he'll find you but he doesn't say it#you must be punished vs I'll punish uou#you*#he only really says I in the deleted voiceline of 'im putting you in time out'#sun is the one who structures his sentences more 'normally' and tends to speak of himself and has mo qualms with being the subject of his#own sentences#I'm rambling#maybe I'll post that one day#I'm a bit shy#sorry for the typos in the tags I can't correct it on mobile#also moon speaks in a much more childish manner. which I guess can be creepy#but I always found horror things like that cute rather than scary lmao#I am once again so sad they didn't use the dca to prop up vanny/vanessa. how fun would it be to get a line like that from vanny.#telling gregory there is no more night guard woman only rabbit lady. and then he saves her.
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me with. wilson
#talking#uhh#not ieytd#yeah i can make that a tag#putting this hear because i Want too#i think phoenix would enjoy wendy#but plays willow more often then not you get it#prism kinda makes me think of wonda (it’s the clock and gears) but i think she would enjoy winona And maybe wilson who knows#i structure my blogs weird i just don’t Use my main blog anymore(for now#so yayyy dst post#i would make a more comprehensive post about who they would play but i need to understand all of the Guys first so not yet
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Tryouts
Bully Masterlist
Summary: Lucas and Max have a conversation without having one; end of summer signups begin.
Word Count: 1.7K
Warnings: None
A/N: I was gonna be corny here and talk about the long lead up but like, no one else has been anticipating me posting this the way I have. I’ve been on the edge of my own seat waiting and the muse finally came back from the corner store, surprisingly with the cigarettes she promised. This is a prelude of sorts, a small snippet of life outside of the main story. Expect more of these as it progresses, everyone is up to something.
No Explicit Content but 18+ No Minors
“Wait so you’re gonna actually try out for soccer?” Lucas stops walking out of shock while Max just keeps across the parking lot towards the arcade.
“It isn’t so much a ‘try out’ as it is ‘show up and be interested’.” She stops to wait for a car and shoots her boyfriend a look over her shoulder. “So don’t get too excited, they’ll take literally anyone.”
“Hey! I’ll be excited anyways!” He catches up to her at the door, shooting his arm around her to cut her off from grabbing it for herself. Lucas sees the eye roll and chooses to ignore it. “We can be like, an athlete couple.”
“Oh my god.”
“We could trade Lettermans.”
She tries to hide it but he can see her grin that she pulls off to the side of her face. “Sick. You’re sick Sinclair.”
“Oh come on, you know you want to.”
Max stops at the token machine to dig out her wad of dollar bills. “I don’t even know if I want to play! I’m just…looking for something to get me out of the house.”
Lucas leans on the top of the machine to singsong at her. “There’s always a seat at the table.” He wiggles his eyebrows and she hates that she laughs.
“In Wheeler’s fart infested basement? I don’t think so.” She scoops the tokens out to hand them to Lucas, her own personal coin purse while she keeps her high score for the afternoon. “He doesn’t make El do it so why should I be forced to play?”
“He doesn’t force her and plus, they aren’t talking right now.”
“What?” She whips her head to look at him. “She didn’t tell me anything!”
Lucas gives her a side eye before walking away towards the Dig Dug machine and Max follows him close, hands pulling at his shoulders to get him to stop moving, and when he doesn’t, fingers dig into his side to try and tickle it out of him.
“Tell me! What happened!” If this was anyone else she might consider this bullying with the way she pulls at the hem of his shirt and shakes his whole body when all he gives her for an answer is a laugh at her pretend annoyance. It isn’t until she manages to get a leg up off the stool and onto his back that he threatens to drop her tokens.
“If I get off you, you’ll tell me?” She asks him directly in his ear so he winces away with a chuckle.
“If you get off me I won’t drop your coins.”
Lucas hands her two tokens when she puts both feet on the ground and nods his head at the arcade. A silent standoff for a moment before Max gives up with a heavy sigh, sitting down when the tune jingles behind the screen.
“Okay, this morning Mike called to hang out and I told him we were gonna be busy but he could tag along if he wanted to.”
“Why do you do that?”
Lucas ignores her. “But he said he didn’t want to be around you because you were probably gonna make fun of him all day and if he wanted that, he’d just go over to El’s.”
“So they had another fight?”
“I guess? It sounds like she was teasing him about being in the basement all summer with his Nintendo and he blew up.”
Max frowns at the screen. “Did he say that? I don’t think I’ve ever heard him own up to a damn thing.”
“Surprisingly, yeah. He said that Hopper came in and told him to get the hell out if he was gonna yell like that.”
“He got yelled at by dad? No thank you.” She shakes her head a little to stop the memory of last night from resurfacing and of course Lucas catches it. Try as she might to keep her family stuff firmly behind the front door of their home, it’s been sneaking out lately and waving at anyone who pays attention, Lucas in particular.
“You okay?”
Her eyebrows knit before she can stop it but she’s focused on the game, fingers tapping on the thick buttons. If she doesn’t respond then maybe Lucas will shrug it off and keep telling her about Mike having a tantrum. Maybe he’ll tell her about the Fighter he built for her and try for the hundredth time this summer to get her to play the dumb dice game. Or maybe he’ll double down and bring up her brother’s black eye.
“I saw Billy peeling out earlier.”
There it is, she thinks to herself and holds back the eye roll. “So did half the neighbors. He likes the attention.”
“He stopped long enough to flip me the bird.” He laughs like it’s normal.
“Yeah?” The game means nothing now. Her fingers slap at the cabinet and Lucas just keeps looking at her with pity. “Well don’t feel bad for him, he should know when to shut up.” She acknowledges it but won’t name it, especially when she was there for its christening. Voices that raised over her headphones, the splintering of a mistreated door being kicked in for the twentieth time and a loud smack of knuckles before it’d gone silent. “He pushes Neil for fun.”
Lucas stares at her like everyone else has that’s ever seen her stepdad go off on his kid.
Max feels the lump crawling fast up her throat so she swallows to keep it tucked below her ribs where it can settle until later. “Lucas…” His name comes out soft on the end of a heavy sigh. She doesn’t really have anything to say, nothing she wants to admit to him right now, at least not while the sun is shining.
To his credit he looks uncomfortable in the face of her minor slip but it’s gone as soon as she notices it. “You’d tell me, wouldn’t you?”
Talking without talking. It’s like their special ability, their mutant powers, not quite mind reading but close. He asks her the obvious question without using the words so she isn’t embarrassed. So others don’t overhear.
She really thinks about it. Tries to remember a time that Neil had ever directed that temper at her and comes up with a blank. It’s always anger by association, always behind Billy when the blame rolls in no matter how loud she’d get about her part in the issue. That had only happened once and her mother had swiftly pulled her out of the room and into the car and they’d gone to the mall for most of the day. Max thinks about all the times she’s come home to a new bruise on Billy or another broken dish in the trash. She thinks about how Lucas has never seen the inside of her house but she’s been all over his, every nook and even through the attic, even through Mrs. Sinclair’s garden.
“Yeah.”
The game jingles at her in a mocking defeat but the wasted tokens don’t matter. She stares at Lucas who does his best to wait for her, his hands shoved far into his shorts pockets until she makes the slightest move for him and he wraps her in a hug, tight and lighting quick. Thankfully it’s lunch time and thankfully the attendant today has wandered off and thankfully it’s just them in the arcade with all its trills and beeps. Cabinet screens flash around them and all that matters is the hug and the quietly whispered “I’m sorry” that Lucas presses into the top of her head.
Lucas agreed to meet Max at the field ten minuets after her drop off time to avoid anymore general jackassery from Billy, but when he’d folded himself out of the backseat of Steve’s car he’d had to brace himself. The Camaro sat idling on the far side of the field with its owner leaning on the hood, a brunette vying for his attention next to him, but no redhead in sight.
“You okay?” Steve asks while pointedly staring at Billy across the field.
“Yeah I’m…he won’t do anything here.”
There’s the trill of whistles and Robin is shooting out of the passenger seat, cursing and slamming her foot into a cleat. “I told you we were gonna be late!” She screeches at Steve as she barrels down the small slope with her bag swinging wildly from her shoulder. She waves both hands at the coach and yells something about traffic and that’s when Dustin gets out of the car finally, his finger pointed to the middle of the group of girls.
“There she is.”
Red hair shines bright in the early morning sun and Lucas can’t help the smile that grows wide. Beside him Dustin nudges him, says something about googly eyes and makes his horrible whip sound but Lucas tunes him out. Max is tucked into herself until Robin pushes her way over and a smile appears, a laugh too when she points up to the three of them on the hill and she grabs Max’s hand to flop it at them in a crude wave.
Dustin waves back with the folded up signup sheet and he elbows Lucas again. “See man? Nothing to worry about.”
“I know. I just—“
“Worry?”
“Shut up.” It’s good natured. Dustin laughs and asks him again if he filled out the papers, if he brought his character sheet and it isn’t until Steve whistles at them and points to the school parking lot that Dustin finally cuts it out. A van has rumbled in and before it can park, a shaggy head pops out and looks around before throwing his hands up and yelling.
“Henderson!”
Dustin takes off, calling Lucas with him over his shoulder to follow, but Lucas hangs back for a minute. He watches Max whispering with Robin, can see her easing up. The smile hasn’t left her face, just faded into the conversation as she nods her head along to something said to her. Beside him Steve sighs when the horn on the van goes off three times in quick succession and Lucas looks over to see Dustin giving him a pointed, annoyed look.
“I’d go over there before he pisses Munson off.” Steve seems to be watching Lucas struggle to leave and he taps him on the arm to assure him. “I’ll keep an eye on her, okay? I promise I won’t let anything happen.”
“Thanks man.”
#My Work#My Fic#I hesitate to tag this Lumax because the big overarching story is not about them#but I want to put this in the tags so people can see that I am not trying to deceive you!#It’s for my blog structure#Lucas x Max#Bully Fic
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hello! i was wondering, what pronouns do you use? i was just thinking about your blog today and realized i didn't know how to refer to you!
mostly I answer to "yes... and?"
#they she he and sometimes phi#seriously tho I don't care#in fact I'm mildly amused seeing what people decide I am based on this blog#I mean is a snarky blog about bl gendered?#does sentence structure in english indicate gender in some amorphous way only tumblr can decide?#these are the questions that (do not) keep me up at night
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Konoha's three-headed beast.
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I realized recently that this blog had its 5th birthday back in August. So this is sort of a celebratory redraw of maybe the first drawing I posted, aptly titled: Naruto's harem. It exists in an alternative universe in my brain where Neji is alive and thriving and is being an awesome uncle to Naruto and Hinata's kids; Shikamaru/Temari are nomadic diplomats neither of which have to give up their homeland nor their day jobs for the other; and Sasuke is still a wandering deep-state agent, presumably (can you tell I haven't read the sequel?); and they all help run the village behind the scene.
Now have I improved? The more I draw the more I realize how limited my abilities are, but it's fun nonetheless to create and share the worms in my head <3 Thank you all for looking at my stuff and liking/reblogging and yelling about them in the tags/comments and decided that I'm worth following; I do see them all and appreciate all of them so much. I'm just not good with words <33333
For comparison:
#naruto#naruto shippuden#uchiha sasuke#nara shikamaru#hyuga neji#<3 happy 5th birthday to this blog#set in the nebulous years before any of the next gen kids were born#tbf i did see the immediate sequel one shot and i loved shikadai#but i have no knowledge of what's going on over there#afaik neji is around and being the third parental figure in those kids lives#and the hyuga clan structure is massively improved#sorry for ranting about naruto endgames in the tags#art du chat
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frickin shite that was the worst small group I've ever been to in my life
#the eisegesis made me want to rattle out of my bones in frustration#got corrected for trying to cross-reference because ''we only stick to our one passage'' and nearly fucking cried about it#I PHYSICALLY CANNOT NOT CROSS-REFERENCE SCRIPTURE#not only is it a shitty hermeneutical process but it's also just Not How My Brain Works!!#y'all have seen me crossreference on this blog it isn't just the Bible! I can't Not crossreference things to save my life#and I basically got (admittedly she was trying to be kind about it) corrected in front of the entire group of 20somethings#and the couple that leads it are so PARTICULAR and nitpicky and it has to be done their way or you're gonna get corrected#my first introduction to her was her coming up to me while I was working the sound booth and telling me about something#wrong with my production setup that I KNEW ABOUT and WAS AND STILL AM NOT ABLE TO CHANGE#(our camera for livestreams doesn't have a high enough mount and I don't have space to extend it higher so we catch the tops#of people's heads in the camera shot)#and the girl I went bc I want to get to know her better WASNT EVEN THERE#I spent the entire time trying not to cry or look at anyone#I need to find a different small group... sorry all the kids my age were nice but I can't handle the structure or leaders#Lu rambles#adulthood woes
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me, stupidly and weirdly resistant to listening to audio books vs reading a physical book for no real reason: man i wish there was a way to like, read a book while i crochet like i do with tv shows and movies and podcasts
#toy txt post#my reasons are irrational you dont need to try to talk me into it. i KNOW#its very silly of me#imagine how much reading i could get done. but alas. Feels Bad#even listening to a more. uh. Story type podcast or fiction like nightvale was a bit difficult to start for me. i like nightvale now i#listened. but i worry that is clocking in my brain as an Exception 😔 maybe it would be easier if i tried some nonfiction books? scary#i also struggle with single host podcasts apparently even tho im also ehhhh on the kind where the structure is the host Interviewing a#different person everytime? maybe it would be okay with a nonfiction audiobook tho cos it would be getting read by a narrator and not sound#so much like a guy ranting into a mic which makes me feel a little insane. altho propaganda doesnt necessarily always sound like a guy#ranting into a mic so idk. i could probably make it through if i can find a nice book about like. parasitic worms. i could tolerate#feeling like im falling into sigma male affirmations videos for worms i think. wormffirmations are allowed#*to clarify i dont listen to those but listening to better offline makes me feel like im morphing into the kinda guy who does and i hate it#which feels unfair cos he is RIGHT and the podcast is good but i need there to be like a cohost there to break the tension of the Ranting#sometimes he has guests on? but its not quite the same#i think the format i like best is either like 2 or 3 regular cohosts discussing things within a specific topic#OR. 1 host whos like infodumping to the other host who knows nothing about the subject. OR. 2 hosts info dumping to each other about#different aspects of the subject. OR. 1 host who brings on fun guests to infodump to them about a subject. and then obviously the subject#needs to intrigue me. ex. sawbones well theres your problem (I HATE THAT THIS ONE IS BEST EXPERIENCED ON YOUTUBE😭 I WANT THEM TO JUST DUMP#ALL THE SLIDES INTO A BIG BLOG POST SOMEWHERE AND I CAN CHECK IN AND FOLLOW ALONG THAT WAY WITHOUT HAVING TO HAVE MY PHONE SCREEN ON THE#WHOLE TIME!!!!!!!!! but. im listening for free so its unreasonable to demand more of them BUT ALSO I FEEL LIKE JUST COPYPASTING ALL OF THE#SLIDES INTO A BIG BLOG POST ISNT THAT MUCH MORE EFFORT THAN EDITING A WHOLE YOUTUBE VIDEO? WAAAAAH. THEY DONT NEED TO BE TIMESTAMPED OR#ANYTHING JUST THROW EM IN ILL FIGURE IT OUTTTTTT#anyway. also more than 3 hosts is really pushing my ability to keep track of voices.#anyway: sawbones wtyp tpwky behind the bastards scam goddess#(which is true crime adjacent but focuses mainly on scams and isnt copaganda and laci is funny and cool)#common descent pod completely arbortrary maintenance phase if books could kill#deep sea podcast has more bringing ppl in to interview them about shit than i personally enjoy but i put up with it cos i do like the hosts#and the subject
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only seen s1 of the TV show but my iwtv friends have dubbed me Claudia Understander for my revolutionary thoughts on transfem claudia. anyway! not the point. agere related thoughts. if they suck then blame the fact that I've only seen s1 so far
i get the feeling that claudia both adores and hates the idea of regression. even though in hindsight she sees that louis and lestat didn't really see her as a person of her own at that point, those years of playing house together were at the time so uncomplicatedly joyful that there's part of her that yearns for that easy happiness. but then, she's so infantilised against her will, both by everyone around her and her unchanging body. she'd hate feeling like a child, acting like a child. even for the joy it gives her
that would only get worse with anyone else around, too. if she did regress, it would be alone.
anyway this isn't even a request im just rambling. i love her. she's basically gang with abigail hobbs to me (<- guy who has been spoiled on Claudia's eventual fate)
- @sleepy-lil-kit-kat (rare me signing things moment)
YES I have many thoughts about Claudia and regression; most of them are about book Claudia because FIVE YEARS OLD is so very different from fourteen -- but I do completely understand and respect the need to age her up for the tv show.
For Claudia, I'm super interested in the idea of involuntary regression, because... how frustrating would it be to be stuck in this infantalized state, and now your own brain is "teaming up" with the world to deny you your adult mind? Making you younger than your body, even? The resulting endless simmering resentment: partially for Louis and Lestat, partially for herself.
And yes, keeping it hidden from both of her 'father figures' because she fights so hard for either of them to take her seriously, and she would be so scared that it would undo all of her work. It's almost worse for her to think that Louis might enjoy it, as the rift between them widens: that he would appreciate the chance to have his daughter back, no matter how fleeting. That daughter that's too young to resent him, too young to have her own thoughts and opinions. Once again, regression and resentment just tangled up in each other. She wants Louis to take care of her, but she doesn't want him to want to take care of her. How can she let herself feel those contradicting emotions without guilt?
I also have season 2 opinions about Claudia as a caregiver so let me know when you watch it for sure >:)
#i might start ramble posting as a recurring thing on this blog#it's fun way to get through the less structured headcanons#and it allows for a lot more of my emotions about the headcanons#this post would be very different as a sterilized bullet-point list#sooo let's come up with a tag#headcanon rambles#fandom agere#iwtv agere#asks#iwtv#ask to tag#it's not exactly fluffy but also#perhaps block the iwtv tag if you want fluff only: i fear it's not a fluffy group of characters#horror agere
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Speaking of the sidelining of Elizabeth's arc in pop culture/fandom takes on P&P, I do have a more uncharitable than usual speculation about it:
I don't think Elizabeth is written as an audience stand-in in a general sense. But the novel does give audiences a carefully-constructed space to fuck up in the same ways that Elizabeth does.
The audience participating in Elizabeth's flawed patterns of thinking and reacting and engaging with other people is not equivalent to Elizabeth doing it in-story. But I think the novel is more broadly concerned with these kinds of patterns in ways of thinking and approaching the world and especially approaching people in the world than with it as a purely in-story thing.
The novel's exact central turning point is Elizabeth's horrified epiphany about her faults following Darcy's letter. That moment is integral to Elizabeth's characterization, but much of what she says of herself and how she's been approaching the world could be fairly turned on much of the audience because of how the book is constructed. This construction is very clearly deliberate.
It's easy to feel like Elizabeth's flaws and mistakes are not really a big deal when it's stuff we ourselves do all the time and when the person doing them is as generally admirable and engaging as Elizabeth. But while she overstates things in the horror of the moment, the novel still insists that the flaws in her approach are a big deal, ethically. They are morally wrong. Elizabeth has to struggle to grow past those patterns and flaws, however imperfectly, and I think there's an implicit challenge in that: so should we.
tbh I suspect that challenge is really uncomfortable for some people to think about too hard, and that's part of the reason there's so much flailing to make the book centrally about anything else.
#anghraine babbles#long post#austen blogging#austen fanwank#elizabeth bennet critical#i almost made this unrebloggable but... honestly i really do feel that certain takes#arise at least partly out of some people's discomfort with the book's scrutiny and criticism of faults they themselves possess#which they reveal in how they read the book itself! because it's structured and designed to expose exactly those kinds of faults!#but no. it must be about anything else
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Wretched that I have to be a student and an alive person when in fact I mostly want to be sort of a desiccated hermit scribbling about their little stories. find me in the Little Guys From My Brain Hermitage.
#news from the cupola#if I were not so attached to the clifton's blog title. then little guys from my brain hermitage it would be.#currently... thiunking about the fact that 5deer needs People To Have Dynamics with.#but also. with him in particular every action I take towards storytelling leads to me wriggling about on the floor not doing anything#also if I want to keep thinking of him as a tem oc I should actually read crucible of gold and get a better sense of the potentialities#BUT ALSO. from what I have heard about crucible of gold I am a little afraid that it will give me History Complaint Disease#[pressure already building regarding whether or not novik has grievously misunderstood the structure and functions of the ayllu as a social#institution and also whether or not maintaining the role of the sapay inca into the 19th century is an althistory that Intrigues or if it#Doesn't... and also thinking about the fact that I just learned the aymara word for dried meat...]#anyway 5deer yeah. wish he was not quite so much a 'same tilma every day of his life' guy because I want to put him in outfits Badly.
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The way my disabilities affect my day-to-day life varies.
Some days, physically I'll feel fine (or as close to fine as I can get right now), and other days I cannot sit up unsupported due to pain and fatigue.
Some days, I can go out and talk to people, go to events, classes, meetings, and be totally unphased, and other day's, sometimes someone asking me a casual question is more than enough to trigger a meltdown.
A lot of people tend to think that however I am one day is The Only Way I could ever be, and when they see me on a different day, they assume I'm faking, or developed something new, or that I was just being dramatic.
This is super common with dynamic disabilities and ambulatory mobility aids (in my own experience)
I have had people be completely shocked when I briefly walked across a room without my cane, because they hadn't seen me without it before.
I've also had people be completely shocked the first time they see me using it (usually family), because most of our interactions had been in someone's house, or I'd been sitting down with it tucked out of the way.
None of my conditions are 100% the same 100% of the time. Sometimes I lose vision due to migraines, sometimes I can't walk due to nerve pain, sometimes I have trouble speaking or processing information due to autism. None of that is true for me all of the time.
I find it to be one of the most irritating things to try to explain because it's constantly coming up.
Yes, I still have mobility issues even though I could walk to that garbage can. Yes, I still have processing issues even though I listen to music (this particular one happens a lot and it's very funny to me). Some days are worse than others. Some are better. I have literally no control over any of that.
Anyway, point is that dynamic disability is a thing that exists and health & support needs can fluctuate and abled people can shut the fuck up when they see a wheelchair user stand up for 5 seconds.
~ And I'm sure people with static disabilities have an entire set of similar issues from people's misconceptions (though I can't say much on that personally)
#hello everyone enjoy more thoughts i had#disability#chronic pain#fibromyalgia#autism#mobility aid#actually autistic#cane user#autistic#actuallyautistic#i realize now that i can schedule posts#despite me having done that on multiple other blogs it never occurred i could do that here too#and maybe eventually i will start planning these out and making actual structured posts about stuff#idk im used to just posting pictures
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You ever feel slightly too weird for weird spaces
#girl help I ranted too much about titanic I think#sometimes it's just me and my discord groupies against the world#And me losing my mind on the tumblr blog#You guys think I'm a cool loser with my themes and motifs right. You guys are into that#We all like story structure here#If I ranted about how James Cameron personified this tragedy and loss as a love story you'd rant with me#You'd cry over ''make it count'' with me right#We'd be excited together#Okay thanks#imp tag
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you know what? no. No, i will not stop being mad about the minecraft movie. because minecraft is not a fucking meme. there's a reason it got popular in the first place and there's a reason it's stayed popular, and it's not because funny haha creepers or cgi llama abominations or anything. it's because minecraft is a world with endless potential and history. you are alone, there is no one like you in the universe, and yet there are old buildings and strange not-quite-yous and every implication that there was someone like you once. and you build, and you craft, and you explore, but the world is massive and there will always be more to see, to do, to explore. the people who came before you knew that too, and they did their best, and you can feel their history in your bones, as you sneak through ancient cities, as you avoid traps in jungle and desert temples, as you wander through villages and outposts and old, abandoned shipwrecks. there is a past here, old and huge and all-encompassing, but there is also you, and with you there is a future. whether you spend all your days idly farming and mining and crafting or you go to the End of the universe and slay the dragon there, it doesn't matter. because with you is the future, and the past. and the past will not define you and the future will not swallow you. you are there, and the universe was made for you.
do you think the executives at fucking warner brothers understood this? do you think they spent half a second playing this fascinating game? do you think they read the end poem, or wandered through a ruin, or built a really nice house that they could be proud of? do you think they ever built anything in their lives? or did they look at a few memes and decide "okay, let's put a meme that has been dead for longer than our target audience has been alive in there and call it a day. yeah, let's whitewash steve too. bare minimum effort, collect the paycheck. because it's just a silly haha meme game. who cares about it, right?" those soulless corporate fucks don't give a damn about minecraft. they just want money, and i'm not going to give it to them. nobody should. don't go see this hell movie.
and the universe said I love you and the universe said you have played the game well and the universe said everything you need is within you and the universe said you are stronger than you know and the universe said you are the daylight and the universe said you are the night and the universe said the darkness you fight is within you and the universe said the light you seek is within you and the universe said you are not alone and the universe said you are not separate from every other thing and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code and the universe said I love you because you are love. And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream. And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again, dreamed better. And the player was the universe. And the player was love. You are the player. Wake up. unless you're a warner brothers executive in which case you're ruining art and can die in your sleep and i'll piss on your grave. rest in hell. goodbye.
#also it should've been animated.#i don't talk about minecraft much on this blog but it was my absolute favorite growing up#i like playing creative and building cool structures and exploring#games that let you explore a cool area are awesome#queue queue#minecraft
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okay hang on. we gotta inject some levity back here, otherwise I might lose my mind a little bit. persona crepe comic incoming
#i only like doing life updates when things are like. not so much overwhelming but definitely Consuming Everything And Especially Time#and usually things are a little bit dire. altho wrt to insurance that's just going to be a three month ordeal trying to get it re-billed#and that is. SO. time consuming. everything about this country was structured to remove your ability to Have Time#and it's mostly for people who send me work emails/commissioners etc altho i do view this blog partially#like a room i hang out in and as the person in charge of the room i like to let people know where things are at sometimes#but MY GOD would i love to not have to make another update like that unless its to say that im like. visiting my sister in a different city#or something
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