#they have changed my brain chemistry fundamentally

[kylieneko]

Happy birthday and Hogswatch to this post. It's not the most reblogged Discworld quote I've posted, but its had some of the best comments/tags. And I swear it's been reblogged at least once a month since posting, making it the first time the pretentious "let's have this Christmas thing last all year" has actually happened, to my knowledge.

I could post a new quote, but I just feel like these reactions are worth more. You want more Hogfather quotes, read the book -- it's basically quotable from start to finish. Or there's a two-part TV movie adaptation. It's alright, and has this scene, but there's so much that got cut due to simply being unfilmably unadaptable.

@justafterjericho added: #there's no better present than a future #love him love him so much #the best anthropomorphic personification

@lancrewizzard simply #sits and cries a little

@memorijemand wrote: #I barely remember my reading order #but I think hogfather was one of the first discworld books I read in the original english #I do know for certain that “there's no better present than a future” fundamentally changed me as a person

@purgknight said: #Death has legitimately changed my brain chemistry for the better #“THERE'S NO BETTER PRESENT THAN A FUTURE”

@bad-choices-and-femslash has the feels with the rest of us: #this part always makes me cry

@emmalily, who is an abomination unto Nuggan by the way, has an impassioned (and correct) opinion: #this scene is like me getting revenge on the bitch teacher who made us watch the Little Match Girl in 2nd grade #& then tried to tell me ''things like that [unhoused people freezing to death on the street] don't happen anymore!'' #but I knew the truth #there's nothing more infuriating than a grown up condescending a child over something that really matters & is actually true

@anthropomorphique can still find a chuckle nonetheless: #matchstick girl was probably the saddest story I've heard #thank you terry for fixing it #poorer than a disabled banana though😂😂

@milk-powrit joined us for Hogswatch in Grune by adding: #I’m glad death did this #always hated that story #what kind of Christmas story #has someone die at then end? #in no way is that a happy ending #there's no better present than a future

@krbgirl comes in swinging right before the 1 year mark with: #this really is amazing #heaven is not a happy ending #not when it's a literal fucking child

There was a moment of horrible silence as they both stared at the lifetimer. "You're for life, not just for Hogswatch," prompted Albert. "Life goes on, master. In a manner of speaking." BUT THIS IS HOGSWATCHNIGHT. Very traditional time for this sort of thing, I understand," said Albert. I THOUGHT IT WAS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY, said Death. "Ah, well, yes, you see, one of the things that makes folks even more jolly is knowing there're people who ain't," said Albert, in a matter-of-fact voice. "That's how it goes, master, Master?" NO. Death stood up. THIS IS HOW IT SHOULDN'T GO. . . . "You know you're not supposed to do this sort of thing, master. You know what happened last time." THE HOGFATHER CAN DO IT, THOUGH. "But . . . little match girls dying in the snow is part of what Hogswatch spirit is all about, master," said Albert, desperately. "I mean, people hear about it and say, 'We may be poorer than a disabled banana and only have mud and old boots to eat, but at least we're better off than the poor little match girl,' master. It makes them feel happy and grateful for what they got, see." I KNOW WHAT THE SPIRIT OF HOGSWATCH IS, ALBERT. "Sorry, master. But, look, it's all right, anyway, because she wakes up and it's all bright and shining and tinkling music and there's angels, master." Death stopped. AH. THEY TURN UP AT THE LAST MINUTE WITH WARM CLOTHES AND A HOT DRINK? Oh dear, thought Albert. The master's really in one of his funny moods now. "Er. No. Not exactly at the last minute, master, Not as such." WELL? "More sort of just after the last minute." Albert coughed nervously. YOU MEAN AFTER SHE'S-- "Yes. That's how the story goes, master, 's not my fault." WHY NOT TURN UP BEFORE? AN ANGEL HAS QUITE A LOT OF CARRYING CAPACITY. "Couldn't say, master. I suppose people think it's more . . . satisfying the other way . . ." Albert hesitated, and then frowned. "You know, now that I come to tell someone . . ." Death looked down at the shape under the falling snow. Then he set the lifetimer on the air and touched it with a finger. A spark flashed across. "You ain't really allowed to do that," said Albert, feeling wretched. THE HOGFATHER CAN. THE HOGFATHER GIVES PRESENTS. THERE'S NO BETTER PRESENT THAN A FUTURE.

[ryanthel0ser]

A full set for anyone who is in brainrot over the boys

[snapscube]

been wanting to make this edit for like a year

[oliveden]

tempted to make the general keith au a keitor fic. keitor is just such an interesting ship dynamic.

in this au especially they're both struggling with their mixed heritage in ways that the other generals don't as much (i.e. alteans and humans playing such a prevalent part in the war).

and while i could go the classic route of having them not speak to anyone about their problems, i could also make them help each other.

there's already plenty of angst and romance is angsty in of itself too.

[chiye21]

rules: make a poll with five of your all time favorite characters and then tag five people to do the same. see which character is everyone's favorite!

tagged by @skadren!! thank you :] i will not be sticking with ff7 characters because . well. orv fundamentally changed my brain chemistry

tagging: @foxtsumus, @dq9, @desfraisespartout, @birdmenmanga, @investigatorsuzuya

[burningcomputerpersona]

We wiped out all the Buffalo Around the turn of the last century, And so it's factories and sawgrass, Wheat fields and asphalt laid in front of me. The Midwest feels like a hollow place That we filled with love and industry. And we're staring at the frozen ground in Goodwill suits, Silent as the pastor reads the eulogy. Well I wanted to see just a little bit of everything. Let me be. Two blackbirds on a highway sign Are laughing at me at four in the morning. They played the war drum out of time So I'm not sure where I've been marching. I wanna be strong, but it's not easy anymore. I'm hoping I'm wrong. It's sixteen hours straight to home From the heart of North Missouri, And so I searched through my great-grandpop's memoirs For the devil in my bloodstream. Depression grabbed his throat And choked the life out of him slowly. I've got the same blood coursing through my veins And it'll come for me eventually. I bet I'd be a fucking coward. I bet I'd never have the guts for war, 'Cause I can't spend another month away from here. These frantic rest stop phone calls don't get answered anymore. But I, I wanted to know if I could please come home. So let me know. Two blackbirds on a highway sign Are laughing at me at four in the morning. They played the war drum out of time So I'm not sure where I've been marching. I wanna be strong, but it's not easy anymore. I'm hoping I'm wrong. I'm hoping I'm wrong. I know how it feels to be At war with a world That never loved me. Two blackbirds on a highway sign Are laughing at me at four in the morning They played the war drum out of time So I'm not sure where I've been marching. I wanna be strong. I wanna be strong, but it's not easy anymore.

[msfeatherfreckles]

Some days i just think of the Spanish-speaking and LatAm GA (and fans not in fandom), and how they are blissfully unaware of the discourse, and how they live in a different world.

One where Destiel is canon.

Full stop. No plausible deniability. Just facts.

Oh, to live in that world.

[blackjackkent]

(Last one, I think! Saved Karlach for last, which based on this dialogue the game definitely did not expect me to do, because she's acting like we just arrived. Oh well. XD )

"Oh, shit!" she cries excitedly, bouncing her weight from foot to foot, her arms spread and waving in excitement, as if to reach out and touch the open, brimstone-less air around them. "Oh my gods! He wasn't kidding."

She rolls her head back and bellows a victory cry at the sky. "Withers, you mad bastard, you brought us back!"

Across the camp, Hector can see Withers watching them with an utterly dispassionate expression, and he finds himself grinning too. Karlach's joy is always infectious, always brings him joy too just to see it. And months in the hells have not dampered her ability to find it in everything around her.

"Commander Zhula won't know where the fuck we went," she goes on with a sudden burst of giggling laughter. She swings an arm around his shoulders, hugging him against her side, pressing a kiss against his temple. He'd be tempted to wonder if she'd already been at the wine in excess, except that he knows her like he knows his own soul, and he knows that this joy comes from the depths of her, irrepressible and pure.

"Man, I can't wait to say hi to everyone," she says eagerly, looking around. "Look at 'em, the beauts!"

She pokes him gently in the chest. "Rest up, soldier. My tin can'll be all right for the night." She presses her forehead against his, grinning from ear to ear. "And you and me will get to sleep with both eyes shut for the first time in..." She considers, and her eyes widen comically. "Six months?" She laughs, squeezes him against her, then releases him again to stand next to her. "Then again," she adds with a suggestive wink, "maybe we won't sleep at all."

He hums low in his throat and gives her a slow smile in return. "I like the sound of that," he murmurs.

Her grin softens and she reaches out to brush a stray bit of hair off his forehead. He knows she feels the same as he does in this moment - they have no shortage of time together in the hells, and plenty of it private, intimate, but there is something very different about being back here, in the open air, and knowing that they are both still safe and together and have survived this first round of struggle and can take the time to rest.

"Me too, my love. See you soon," she says, and a pleasant shiver rolls through him as she drinks him in with her eyes.

"Wyll seems to be having a good time," he comments, as conversationally as he can, resisting the urge to let her drag him off into a corner and have her way with him right then. "We should enjoy ourselves too, before your heart heats up and we need to head back."

She grins reassuringly. "She's got a night in her, I think," she says. "Any trouble and I'll toddle back off to hell, quick as you please."

He knows she would, but he's grateful for the reassurance anyway. And it's encouraging, too, to hear that a full night's visit is possible; it means this sort of thing might not be out of the question in the future either.

He pulls a pleading face at her, dramatically. "Can I have a kiss?" he asks innocently.

She snickers, reaches out to cup his face and pull him towards her. "C'mere, you goon."

Perhaps there are those who might find it ridiculous that after six months in close quarters fighting devils in the hells, under tremendous strain half the time and sweating to death the rest of it, that she would still be able to look at him like that and make him feel like his legs have gone to jelly, but... it's still true, anyway.

Gods, he loves her. He loves her amid the stink of brimstone and he loves her here in his goddess's moonlight, and he does not know how he ever thought he might learn to live without her.

[skele8rity]

i was going to largely keep december all Bird Time but i remember being insane at least briefly about ff9 and at LEAST kafka if not ff6 as a whole despite my memories about this being roughly as detailed as what you see in this post

[shiroselia]

Lmao no I don't have a new favourite magic what ever could you ever be talking about

Screw the buying plans I decided on yesterday! I'm getting the new magics as soon as they get released, the dartmoor can Wait (please don't be the halloween horses I don't wanna wait that long for them please)

[lollia-tea]

💖 anyways guess who just watched all the 358/2 days cutscenes and then dug out her old game and ds to rewatch them on there and then sobbed uncontrollably for half an hour because she loves the game and the characters so much 💖

[yharnamesque]

I think whatever game Fromsoft next makes they should put Jason Pitt in it again

[kaijutegu]

Today I was talking with my mom about why seeing an alligator is fundamental to my mental health. At first she laughed but I got her to listen and she gets it now. My psychiatrist and I call this the alligator litmus test, and it works really well for making decisions about my treatment. I bring this up because perhaps there is something in your life that you can use in a similar fashion.

I have severe major depressive disorder, and I treat this depression with medication. I've been on meds for about... seven years now, and sometimes we have to mess with them. But sometimes the emotional part of the depression is just super bad and there's something underneath that needs to be addressed. When we are figuring this out, my psychiatrist says to take one alligator and call her in the morning.

See, no matter how bad I'm feeling, seeing an alligator almost always cheers me up in the moment. (This works with other large crocodilians, too- they gotta be big, it doesn't work with caimans. I don't know why.) I can't look at their goofy toofers and beautiful eyes and bumpy hides and not be a little wowed by them. Millions of years of evolution have led to this amazing creature and they are completely unbothered by me. Almost all of the time, they make me feel happy. Or maybe I'll feel sad for some unspecified reason. Maybe I'll get worried about the ecosystem or something- but invariably, I will FEEL.

Unless, of course, it's my brain chemistry. If I can experience an alligator and not feel anything- not happy, not sad, just numb- there's something wrong and we should talk about adjusting my meds. Usually with a little tweaking I'm back to my very functional medicated baseline in quick order- instead of wasting time with coping skills and such alone when what I really need is brain chemicals, it's a much quicker way to communicate what's going on with me. At the same time, it also helps me know when the coping skills ARE likely to work without changing up my meds, or when there's something I need to work through with some help.

It's a pretty solid test. Might not work for anyone else on the planet, but it works great for me!

[demonstars]

[nobutseriouslywhat]

Yeah Twin Fantasy icon you'd have a thing about smoking and homoeroticism wouldn't you

mutuals to homoerotically share a cigarette with

[murasaki-cha]

The way this scene fundamentally changed me as a person, no joke it rewired my entire brain chemistry.

I have watched it so many times I stopped keeping count. I have watched it 5 times in the last 15 min. I'm gonna start reciting it by heart and if I watch it a bit more I might once again recite it by heart but in german.

Damian and Harriet had RENT DUE!! Damian and Harriet cooked so hard they burned the kitchen!! THE DIRECTOR SAID TAKE 5 BUT DAMIAN AND HARRIET HEARD CHANGE LIVES!!!