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serfmortimer · 2 months ago
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verily, this be most scandalous! oh, mine own god! i doth wish this were i
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victusinveritas · 2 months ago
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the-siphonophore · 1 year ago
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I'm moving in with some friends soon, and I've been fucking BEGGING them to let me do medival serf activities xD
I'm asking if I can have a little garden so I can grow potatoes and garlic, and I wanna collect dogbane so I can thrash and spin it, and I wanna buy a metal vat so I can dye it, and I want a loom so I can weave it into fabric
I already have my sewing machine so the rest of the process is set up
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serfmortimer · 2 months ago
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What doth this mean
Perfect idea: a fleshlight that kills you when you cum in it. Distributing this to men en masse!
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shuckmaster1365 · 5 months ago
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just sent a parchment þat decreeþ mine humors art unbalanced to forgo tilyng þe felds to-day. tell nat milord!
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#PostPunk2K
Courting, Black Midi, Bambara, Vundabar, Squid, Viagra Boys, Fontaines DC, Black Country New Road, Goat Girl, Warpaint, TV Priest, Theeosees, the drums, Egyptian Blue, Preoccupations, Protomartyr, Have a Nice Life, Automatic, Soviet Soviet, Human Tetris, Iceage, Film School, Ought, The Murder Capital, White Lies, Interpol, Editors, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Fufanu, The Serfs, No Age, Hologramsl
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serfmortimer · 2 months ago
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this be truly mine own self!
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goatsmell · 4 months ago
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From the Kids Menu
“That bald bastard Charlie Brown Has alopecia, don’t you know?” I tell the spider plant nodding At the dark past the window
I feel delicate lately My usual hide is thin In too many places My patience is short With darn near everything Sharpening up on shit That don’t work right
I eat very little I tire quickly My back hurts My thumbs hurt When I type, so I’ve taken up moaning But I need more consonants Than vowels these days
Brother, could You spare some change?
I should’ve had something Other than corn chips for dinner With salsa and sour cream Dipped in honey at the end But that’s the way we likes it That’s how we finish the dance
I’ll see you again in bright morn In a crap roughly the size of Kentucky Launching into life after an espresso Coaxes out my brown baby baguette A nuclear submarine easing into Police action into the Baltic Sea
This is Our maiden voyage, my friends We will Make our nations proud
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lavenderfaggot3141 · 1 year ago
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I just had sex with my partner and they gave me a loaf of bread, i think this means im officially a medieval sex worker
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serfmortimer · 2 months ago
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hath any soul found either mine steed Beuregard or the lost humunculus?
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tallgreenlady · 2 months ago
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Ooooh people are cherry picking facts about (free) peasants and ignoring the difference between classes of peasantry as to make an idealization of the past while criticizing the present again.
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ulyuxe · 6 months ago
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In the past fifty years, fantasy’s greatest sin might be its creation of a bland, invariant, faux-Medieval European backdrop. The problem isn’t that every fantasy novel is set in the same place: pick a given book, and it probably deviates somehow. The problem is that the texture of this place gets everywhere.
What’s texture, specifically? Exactly what Elliot says: material culture. Social space. The textiles people use, the jobs they perform, the crops they harvest, the seasons they expect, even the way they construct their names. Fantasy writing doesn’t usually care much about these details, because it doesn’t usually care much about the little people – laborers, full-time mothers, sharecroppers, so on. (The last two books of Earthsea represent LeGuin’s remarkable attack on this tendency in her own writing.) So the fantasy writer defaults – fills in the tough details with the easiest available solution, and moves back to the world-saving, vengeance-seeking, intrigue-knotting narrative. Availability heuristics kick in, and we get another world of feudal serfs hunting deer and eating grains, of Western name constructions and Western social assumptions. (Husband and wife is not the universal historical norm for family structure, for instance.)
Defaulting is the root of a great many evils. Defaulting happens when we don’t think too much about something we write – a character description, a gender dynamic, a textile on display, the weave of the rug. Absent much thought, automaticity, the brain’s subsconscious autopilot, invokes the easiest available prototype – in the case of a gender dynamic, dad will read the paper, and mom will cut the protagonist’s hair. Or, in the case of worldbuilding, we default to the bland fantasy backdrop we know, and thereby reinforce it. It’s not done out of malice, but it’s still done.
The only way to fight this is by thinking about the little stuff. So: I was quite wrong. You do need to worldbuild pretty hard. Worldbuild against the grain, and worldbuild to challenge. Think about the little stuff. You don’t need to position every rain shadow and align every tectonic plate before you start your short story. But you do need to build a base of historical information that disrupts and overturns your implicit assumptions about how societies ‘ordinarily’ work, what they ‘ordinarily’ eat, who they ‘ordinarily’ sleep with. Remember that your slice of life experience is deeply atypical and selective, filtered through a particular culture with particular norms. If you stick to your easy automatic tendencies, you’ll produce sexist, racist writing – because our culture still has sexist, racist tendencies, tendencies we internalize, tendencies we can now even measure and quantify in a laboratory. And you’ll produce narrow writing, writing that generalizes a particular historical moment, its flavors and tongues, to a fantasy world that should be much broader and more varied. Don’t assume that the world you see around you, its structures and systems, is inevitable.
We... need worldbuilding by Seth Dickinson
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serfmortimer · 2 months ago
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mine lord doth wound me each passing day. he dost strike me with hammers, frequently
don't be afraid to hurt them. Don't be afraid to hurt them. Don't be afraid to hurt them.
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voluptuarian · 9 months ago
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its so weird to me how people will freak out if they visit a historical site which may have had any connection at all to trans-atlantic slavery, meanwhile every day thousands of people go visit the giant stadiums built with slave labor where ancient romans used to watch enslaved people kill each other, criminals get eaten alive, and animal cruelty be performed on a massive scale for fun and entertainment and nobody bats an eye
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writer-nigel-hare · 9 months ago
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Impact of British Politics on the Working Class
A lack of choice makes this serf angry. During debates they try and remember the name of the questioner while they think of which answer they had rehearsed for this line of question. They promise much but the promises only sound real when they are empty of substance. Do they listen? If my workplace is anything to go by, the politicians listen to us about as much as we listen to them. In a…
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norrkatt · 2 years ago
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this shit right here!!!!!! this shit GOOD SHIT RIGHT HERE!!!!!!!
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