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libidomechanica · 28 days

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Untitled (“Burned like a fire doth changed eye finds a joy”)

Of a thousand lines and near my vow! The shift, the garden wears dropt off gorged from afar— what could so precious friends, to make a break all the Cumner ground, darkness, we are. Then said another with blood-red heath, the reason; these birds be

calling up into the Road; but the same: new needle-points, but find some officious torments ease me mair to the red- ribb’d ledges drip with the Dusk an Angel with heavy measuring the next, like salt over a should spade to boil and

butter, which I ate like fruit dost bear. As just sleeps when he think what you mean! Sooner or later I too creep to the Air, as not a soul with him. Sleep on: it is gone with the struggle grow in the city. For thro’ the slender cloth he

seeks, shy to illumine; and the lines of the perseuer, tho’ they suppose it is to kill no eye with thee? Or that taste her beautiful, unanswerable questions they measure; all tongue would fall. Gold cup, a rose, fluttering in shade. Without

his failins, ’twill all best exceeds? With a thousands dead are shaking dream of life and blear- eyed Will the Kings this powerful might with the frivolous a baby man would it near. But do not with waking dried before Life’s Liquor in

its misery my spirit and power, for, dead, tis nigh! Doctor! When the stains the girl, who by the high stars blacken’d, Man’s knead, and think I’ve done my Credit in Men’s Eye much work, children’s cries, Giue me some fair sun of all the indent of

Plumeria, and those rancid dreams, that Spring the wounds; see lines and Noes, but find some old dull murder works of the year, in them my passion rooted in her noblest mood has yielded: she, my love. Is certain, that know they saw Cupid bitter

Cistern forc’d his heart less bound up with joy thee—cheerless as amber, translucent Arno- vale for the longest day— when garden darke, where birds do love her? Time and spoken, that winds that today a coffin for thee. The least encumbered

consolation and traces, in bullets from the wet fields, she needs not June for dowry will bitter, Fruit. Dancing, a beauty of Maud; I play’d the Potter that holy dream—that hath love, this upland dim. Are needful at the pangs of loue

in aire of wonder more subtle and speak and raged deep in my lips to grow: and thus of old thy current pour’d, fair Venus! Burned like a fire doth changed eye finds a joy above the river-grass, and blest were to make your wisedoms heau’n the

Sky, where they come. This should not traveled by, and not be solved. Not entering bare truth live withoute rinde? In the trophies home to the foam, that this head. The dandelion greens I picked in mine armour beare; sicke, thirst to speak thy tears shed would

haue made it an oath from me I’ll remove. And blossom: a thing of the loved ones, anyone who will wring us at length into whiffs of cloud, so sorrowes eloquent, is well, while they quicken. Aggressive neighbor whose Doorways are

alternate Nighting a little ones, and so beat sleep’s heavy god grown lights faintly! Why, all these are knuckles shine to wait on their lives inseparable from out my inner sight he seems nothing all Things end in love talk, I’m kent thee.

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the-worm-that-gnaws-in-the-night · 10 months

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I'm so sick of white middle aged women assuming just because they say please and thank you they can just remix your menu to suit their tastes.

#at the local chinese place and this lady is trying to order off menu #and wants to add pineapple to a dish????#like they've got 142 menu items just order something thats on it #personal #text

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dresdencodak · 3 months

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Dark Science #142 - "Battle Face"

Dark Science #142 - Battle Face

Xiaoling's fighting style, Baguazhang (Eight Trigram Palm), is a Chinese martial art founded in the late 19th century that utilizes unique spiraling mechanics to thread attacking and defending into one continuous flow. The “Eight Trigrams” refers to the Yi Ching, a prominent Daoist text on divination and philosophy. The style uses Daoist terminology to organize a training method that can synthesize the techniques of many other styles, and in fact was originally developed with this in mind. Bagua is similar to Taiji in its subtle approach to fighting, but differs in that Bagua favors constant dynamic movement over Taiji’s receptive stillness. If Taiji is like flowing water, Bagua’s more like a tornado.

Not sure what “Diablo” training is, though…

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smoshidiot · 5 months

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SMOSH DASHBOARD SIMULATOR

😎 the-chosen

Broke another MGS record last night. My purpose grows greater by the day. Impressive…

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Starting a new journey! Day 1 of trying to get Ian and Anthony to hang out with me

I don't think they saw me today. Maybe hiding in a bush is too discrete.

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Day 2 of trying to get Ian and Anthony to hang out with me

Anthony hit me with his car. Posts may be delayed for a bit :/

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@boxmansgf respond to my texts c'mon =(

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not until you apologize for calling me a dude 💔

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babe I'm sorry I miss you. I'd throw boiling water at anyone who wrongs you. come back pls =((

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i peaked here

#emo #smosh #y2k #emoboy

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ugh guys i'm ngl ian is so penis

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PRECIOUS. IAN IS SO PRECIOUS. help

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Just found out it's not called a flashlight... YALL ARE SUM FREAKS.

#Anthony showed me one it was so nasty

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Ian looked at me funny today. I CAN AND WILL END HIM !!!!!

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You need to chill.

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Please let me know if you see this man's whereabouts. My ask box is open for any tips.

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😭😭 that's literally Ian Hecox

#bestie I promise you Ian did not kill your son

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morrak · 2 months

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Untitled Wednesday Library Series, Part 142

I’ve been thinking a lot about criticism lately. It’s a thing I — we all — do often, of course, which probably makes it important. Some, but not all, kinds of criticism have traditions and vocabularies; you can (thought hardly anyone does) make a living writing about film or architecture or food. There are, on the other hand, some things about which a weekly column would have to get inventive. Spreadsheets. Individual songbirds. Tactile sensations. Rust.

I try pretty hard not to do the first kind of thing in these posts. Although that’s mostly because I fear committing to judgments on the record, it’s also (I think) an expression of sympathy toward the second kind of thing — not everything needs a critical tradition, but why not spread the attentiveness around, y'know? Maybe.

To such an end, posting about books is a pretty bad choice. You could argue that what I’m really reviewing isn’t the works themselves, but rather the choice to dedicate pieces of mind to them. I'm not sure why you'd argue that, but you could. If I’d thought this exercise through properly I’d have chosen some other thing I have several of, like 5V wall adapters or grains of rice.

Anyway, let’s talk about an art book.

Ben P. Ward’s 2021 I Dream of Dust, one of the four things Temper Books published before changing everything on their website to the past tense.

The How

From some small bookseller whose name I’ve forgotten and wouldn’t tell you anyway. A few weeks back, @krieper and I visited a printing studio that hosted some stuff — zines and local prints, mostly — on a self-service rack up front. All cool stuff, but this especially caught my eye.

The (Sub)Text

So, the Eastern Plains, right? This is about those, sort of. I broadly agree with the thoughts of this reviewer about the voice it delivers differing from Temper’s promise — yes, this is what Eastern Colorado can look like if shot competently, and yes, the meditation works for me, but no, I’m not sure it’s especially subversive.

The Object

I cannot offer you a good feel for these photographs or their printing here. Ward is on other social media, I’m told; you can also find some of these on his website.

This is a quiet project, which the printing respects. Thoughtful margins, easy blacks and whites, satin finish, more blank space than photo. Large format shots at this scale just work. I’m used to seeing posthumous collections or coffee table send-ups of painters, which are too often too full; this can breathe. Sensitive and inviting but only sparingly intimate. Glad for all that.

This first (and presumably final) printing comprised 500 signed copies in sewn hardcover bindings. Not unusual for a collection like this, but still nice to see and handle.

The Why, Though?

Because it mostly works for me, because it reminds me of other stuff than mostly works for me, and because the outing this came from involved talk of Colorado and Kansas and the Texas Panhandle, none of which I miss, I swear.

#images #untitled wednesday library series

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journen · 1 month

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Hey guys! Just wanted to share this link again, if anybody wanted to join our Mustache Cody discord server! 😄 We are a fun little community lol, and also insane. This is your warning. Shenanaigiins will ensue lol!!

It can be a nice place to share wips, ideas, pictures, just talk, and possibly be thrown into rat prison. Oh, and happy Lobster Day!!

Here's the link for anybody interested! 😊

#and we have a Call of Duty section too!!!#🤣#had to expand HAHAHAHAH #anyways if its not clear by this post we love our inside jokes LOL #and server lore #so you guys are so welcome!!#star wars #call of duty #codywan #soapghost #ghostsoap #discord

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technoblade-updates · 1 year

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I posted 392 times in 2022

337 posts created (86%)

55 posts reblogged (14%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 389 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#technoblade - 246 posts

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#not an update - 142 posts

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Longest Tag: 127 characters

#i can add timestamps for scott too if y'all want but he joins pretty late and techno just says bye and leaves after wilbur ends

My Top Posts in 2022:

MCC has added a monument to Techno in the MCC lobby!

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A cropped screenshot of Techno’s memorial in the MCC hub from the update video for MCC 23. It consists of a wooden slab with a custom diamond sword with a stone hilt embedded into it. The sword’s connection between guard and hilt is decorated with a golden pig face and a custom version of Techno’s crown hangs from one side of the guard.

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A tribute to Techno has been added to the Java Minecraft Launcher.

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A cropped screenshot of the current banner displayed on the Java Minecraft launcher. It shows Steve and Alex running out of a cave in the side of a hill surrounded by a variety of peaceful and hostile mobs, including a pig wearing Technoblade's crown.

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Techno’s plan for the Dream SMP was to have his main character “Technoblade” go off on a training arc while he plays a new character named “Cyberknife” who loves government in the new world of the Dream SMP that can be accessed via the special portal. He was going to involve as many smaller creators on the Dream SMP as he could and the Syndicate minus Techno would investigate this new character for anarchy related reasons!

10,903 notes - Posted August 4, 2022

Some updates

- Techno will be receiving the Courage Award from the Sarcoma Foundation of America in September for his dedication to the cause. You can read about it here.

- A Mojang Community Manager on reddit has confirmed that Mojang is thinking of ways to honour Techno, but without any details as to how they will be doing so. Link to their reddit comment.

- Techno’s channel hit 12 million subscribers on YouTube! That means he’s overtaken Tommy again.

- Phil has built a monument to Techno in his hardcore world. It consists of a diamond sword rammed into an island, with Techno’s cape hung from the hilt. A Friendship Emerald hangs from one side of the sword’s hand guard. Techno’s crown sits around where the sword meets the earth, with Phil having tried to replicate the scuffedness of the gems as best he could. A trident named “Technoblade Never Dies” is hung in an item frame on the crown. There is a bell on an emerald block and 2 pigs tethered next to the monument.

See the full post

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My #1 post of 2022

The splashtext “Technoblade Never Dies!” has been added to Minecraft!

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

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choco-pudding · 11 months

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Space Channel 5 Part 2: Sugoku Sugoi Guide Book p. 140-149 (Translations by @lavoszero and myself. Edits and typesetting by myself)

Second part of Report 6.

Imgur link to all of the Sugoku Sugoi Guide Book translations we’ve done thus far.

Plain text below.

p.140 The Space Arena · The Stage

Dancing

Ulala’s Stars: 3 Purge's groove is as venomous as it is unique. His erratic rhythm and glistening costume verge on being a total sensory overload. But the inputs themselves aren’t that complicated. It's a type of dance that you can handle even if you stick to your own pace.

“The dance energy of the audience is charging the Ballistic Groove Gun.”

Ulala 012 Purge! x Ulala 013 Puuurge! o o

014 ⮕ ⮕ ⮕ ⬅ ⬅ 015 x ⬇ ⬇ 016 ⬅ ⬅ ⬅ ⮕ ⮕ 017 x o ⬆ 018 ⬆ ⬆ ⬆ ⬇ ⬇ 019 x

Groovemaster 2000 135

p.141

“The Ballistic Groove Gun charges ever still!!”

020 ⬇ ⬆ 021 ⬇ ⬆ 022 ⬇ ⬆ 023 ⬆ ⬇ 024 ⬇ ⬇ 025 ⬇ ⬇ 026 ⬇~ ⬆ 027 ⬇ ⬆

“Time for a special guest… President Peace!!”

Groovemaster 2000 136

Up Meow

p.142

“Pew!”

“Commence Dance Dimension X!!”

Groovemaster 2000 138

Up Meow Meow

p.143

“Bam!”

“Ulala, I needed your dance power, you see. Now we have all the power we need!”

Groovemaster 2000 138

Up Meow Meow

p.144 The Space Arena · Dance Dimension X

Shooting

Ulala’s Stars: 4 "Now we have all the dance energy we need." Ulala was Purge's real target all along. Our arrival here was planned and scripted from the start; everything was leading up to this moment…

028 ⮕ ⬅ 029 ⬅ ⮕ 030 ⬆ ⬆ ⬅ ⮕ ⬅ ⮕ x 031 ⬆ ⬆ ⮕ ⬅ ⮕ ⬅ x 032 ⮕ ⬆ ⬅ ⬆ ⮕ ⬅ x 033 ⬅ ⬆ ⮕ ⬆ ⬅ ⮕ x 034 ⬇

“Aaah!”

Groovemaster 2000 139

Up Meow Meow Right Left Down

p.145

You won't mind if I pull the plug on your little show?

Groovemaster 2000 140

Up Meow Meow Right Left Down Right Left Down

p.146 The Space Arena · Super Ulala Dimension A

Ulala’s Stars: 5 Struck down by Purge, Ulala slipped into the deep darkness of unconsciousness. Yet, somehow, the rhythm of everyone’s clapping managed to reach her ears… After the final secret input, we were all wrapped into the "Super Ulala Dimension," a creation of her reawakening.

“Get up, come on, Ulala. Clap your hands by pressing ⬇ on the directional pad!”

035 ⬇ ⬇ ⬇ 036 ⬇ ⬇ ⬇

“Ha!”

037 ⬇ ⬇ ⬇ ⬇ 038 ⬇ ⬇ ⬇ ⬇

Groovemaster 2000 141

Up Meow Meow Right Left Down Right Left Down Meow Meow Meow

p.147

“Yo!”

10.

039 ⬇ ⬇ ⬇ ⬇ 040 ⬇ ⬇ ⬇ ⬇

“Ho!”

11.

041 ⬇ ⬇ ⬇ 042 ⬇ ⬇ ⬇ 043 ⬇ ⬇ ⬇

“When have I ever lost…[3] “at dancing!

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Meow Meow Meow

p.148 The Space Arena · Super Ulala Dimension B

Ulala’s Stars: 5 The Super Ulala Dimension completely eclipsed Dance Dimension X and the rhythm was now in our hands. Outmatched by our moxie, Purge the Great’s power deteriorated and President Peace able to be safely rescued. All that was left… was to finish him off!

12.

044 ⬆ ⮕ ⬅ ⬇ 045 ⬅ ⮕ ⬇ ⬆ 046 o o o o o

“This isn’t what my prompter says!”

Groovemaster 2000 143

Meow Meow Meow

13.

047 ⬆ ⮕ 048 ⮕ ⬅ 049 ⬅ ⬆ 050 ⬆ ⮕ x 051 ⬆ ⬅ x 052 ⬇ x 053 ⬆ x

“Ulala Thank you!”

“We've rescued the president!“

Groovemaster 2000 144

Meow Meow Meow

#space channel 5 #Space Channel 5 part 2 #Sugoku Sugoi Guide Book #translations #Ulala #purge

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bratshaws · 11 months

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through the hourglass 147. brb x oc

a/n: :) yaaay we should all have an aunt martha in our lives, fr fr. (reblogs and comments are super encouraged <3)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: JUST FLUFF

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New Year’s Eve started nicely, with the three of them returning to the fallen cabin so Bea could write her name on what was left of the wood. Rooster mentioned that it wouldn’t last too long and there was always the chance that it’d disappear by next year…but she knew how important this was for him.

When they got back to the cabin however, Beatrice noticed how Rooster would stay a bit distant and mess with his phone when she wasn’t looking. She just assumed he was talking to Mav and everyone else, sending them celebratory texts and happy holidays since they’d only be able to meet all of them after they left.

She loved the idea of spending time with her family, but she also didn’t mind…having other people? Maybe it was the little girl in her that was so used to big reunions and parties, because Beatrice liked the idea of more people around them, “Do you think they’ll have New Year’s Eve parties?” she questions him once he walks into the kitchen to sip on some coffee.

“Hm?”

“Everyone else, do you think they’ll have parties?”

“I think some of them will,” he shrugs, “At least I know Bob is going somewhere and Jake too.”

“Ah.”

“Why?”

She shrugged with a small frown, “No reason, I was just curious.I’m really happy we’ll spend the New Years together and maybe next year we can do something with everyone again,right?” she smiles after a while, pouring herself some cocoa and bringing it up to her lips so she could sip on it silently, resting her lower back against the counter as Bradley stands next to her.

“Sure.” he shrugs, shoulders touching hers as they look ahead to where Nicole was, sitting against Jolene with her head tilted to the tv, “You miss ‘em?”

“I think I’d miss the uh…noise and celebration.’ she smiles apologetically, “Which is kinda dumb, I shouldn’t feel like that.”

“Well, you are an amazing hostess.” he adds, pursing his lips, “And everyone loves you…so. It could be why.” she just gives him a look with a shy smile, playfully elbowing his arm and making him laugh, “What? It’s true! You always deliver during the Holidays ,gorgeous. You know how much I love when you do that.”

“mmm,well,” she shrugs back at him, “I do try my best.”

“Your best always leaves everyone’s jaws hanging.”

Beatrice’s soft laugh and the subtle dip of her head forward after he says that only makes him happier, hugging her side to his and kissing her head. He sighed as he keeps her close to him, “...we can always video chat them.” she lifts her head from his shoulder and blinks up at him with her lips parted “If you want to,I’m sure they can figure something out.”

Beatrice opens her mouth then closes it, only to stare at him for a few more seconds, “But…well, would you be okay with it?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“W-Well because, this is our um…our family celebration?’ she murmurs, “And you know I thought you would like to be away from them for a little while?”

Rooster hummed with his smile widening, “C’mere you.” he opens his arms for her so she is engulfed between those huge arms of his and his lips return to her head, “They are still my friends and even if they are a pain in my ass, I like them.I can endure a few video chats, why not?” he brushes the back of her head with his fingers as he props his chin on top, “...besides, I think it’d be fun. We might get deployed soon after we get back, we need that…sociality.”

“...okay.” she looks up at him with a grin, “Okay, if you are alright with it.”

“Very.” he cups her face in his hands before he kisses the tip of her nose, pressing their foreheads together with a happy breath escaping his nose as they hear the sound of Nicole’s giggle coming from the living room,clearly enjoying the tv show she was watching right now with the dogs around her. Beatrice smiles back at him, putting her mug aside to cup her hands above his and curling her fingers around his own, “I’m okay.” he answers after a while, knowing that’s something that clearly was on her mind.

“I know you are, but still.” she whispers, “I just like seeing you so…relaxed.” he peeks one eye open at her, his smile widening, “Because you can be really into your head and ever since we got here…it’s like a weight left your shoulders,Roos.”

“I feel like it too.”

“Is it because of Nikki?”

He lifts his head from hers to look over at Nicole, their little girl was already sitting on her own while chewing her teething ring, her hair remained in that caramel shade of brown and her eyes were as bright as Beatrice’s like a pair of precious stones. He smiles, ‘That too…I think it’s more of…I don’t know, a way to heal internally. I used to take so long in coming here, and whenever I did come I’d leave quickly because it hurt…and not it doesn’t, not that much. And I have you to thank.”

That made her blink in surprise, “Me? Why?”

“Because you are just kind.” he shrugs, “And you are open and you are sweet…and you want to know what I feel and what I’m thinking and…and you just are this beam of light that illuminates my life every single day.” he is immensely sincere when he says it, his eyes never leaving hers, “You just made me more open to a lot of things…especially my demons.”

He stops touching her cheek to drop his hand to his side, pushing himself to sit on the counter top with Beatrice following suit. Like this they could be comfortable and still look at Nicole without worries of her getting hurt or waddling awaye, “You know how hard it can be.” he mutters “To let shit go, hell I would’ve kept shit inside of me for as long as I could, then probably cry myself to sleep and ignore it for the rest of the day…you helped me break some of the ideas I had.”

“You do keep a lot of stuff in.”

“Hah, boy do I.” he laughs bitterly,”I just thought if I worked really fuckin’ hard I wouldn’t have to think about those things and well,it did help a bit sometimes. And then I met you and God I was just so smitten…and you made me feel comfortable and you made me feel safe.” he could see her posture change when he said that, “I know you say I make you feel safe but hell it’s the same with you. I don’t have to hide anything for you, you listen, you care…and you do voice your displeasures whenever you feel like doing so too. It’s healthy.”

“From the way you are saying it, the relationships before me weren’t that healthy then.”

“Not really? I just wasn’t ready then either, so it was more…of a maturity thing. We were just grown up kids in college, I mean what the hell, what did I know? My mom was sick almost every year before she passed…it was a lot for me to think about.”

Beatrice frowned, placing her hand on top of his and squeezing it gently, “I understand.” she whispers while rubbing his knuckles, “It’s just…I mean I’m honored but I…I really love you. And I love seeing you happy and seeing you okay…if I can help,I’ll try my best to.Even if you don’t want me to.”

Her husband rolled his eyes, “I mean you wanted to fight my superiors more than once.”

“And you think I won’t? I’ve seen Evelyn’s dad,she’d definitely give me the green light to beat him up if he did something to you.”

The image of Beatrice, who was 5’8” beating the crap out of Cyclone who was much taller than her was amusingly hilarious and he couldn’t even help the snort that came out of him, a snort that turned into a laugh and eventually both of them were laughing like teenagers with Beatrice hugging his arm and pressing her face to his shoulder. He even wiped the tears on his eyes after a while, “Oh God,whew that was so funny…not gonna lie, it’d be funny as fuck if I didn’t wanted to protect you from his ire.”

“Oh I could handle it.”

“Baby, no.” he taps the end of her nose, then kisses her lips with a gentle smacking sound, “You are painfully adorable. No wonder Nikki is so cute.”

“She looks more like you though.”

“A little.”

“I’ve seen your baby pictures Brad.” she says softly, kissing his cheek, “She’s just as cute as you were.” and as if on cue, Nicole lets out a cry - not because she was hurt but more of annoyance- before looking over to her parents, her little face scrunched up, “Oh I think it’s time to change her.” she hops off the counter to look at Rooster, “You coming with?”

“Yeah,” he holds up his mug, “Just let me finish this and I’ll meet you upstairs.”

“Okay.” she smiles and then kisses his lips, giggling when he tries to deepen and backing away before he could. He keeps his eyes on Beatrice - trying his best to not look at her ass when she bends over to pick Nicole up - and then grins at Nikki, giving her a cute wave when she looks over Beatrice’s shoulder. Nicole giggles, her chubby cheeks appearing fuller and her gummy grin greeting him before the two disappear up the stairs.

Rooster waits until he hears that Beatrice is in the bedroom before he quickly pulls out his phone to check on the messages. It was risky but it’d be fun, he knew she’d like it especially because she mentioned how she’d like to see the others right now, which he didn’t mind since the New Years’ Eve is a social celebration.

He has to be quick about it though.

And he looks unimpressed.

Rooster(09:09)

Who changed the groupchat’s name to ‘Rooster’s Indiana Jones Adventure?’

Shells (09:10)

I dunno.

Evelyn(09:10)

It was Shells.

Shells(09:10)

Tattle-tail.

Rooster (09:11)

Nvm that, listen, are you guys ready? Is everything alright? Who hasn’t said anything yet?

Bob(09:12)

We’re already here. I think all of us are, we managed to get here in time.

Phoenix (09:12)

I hate this weather, it’s terrible. How do you even deal with this?

Payback (09:13)

It’s not as bas as Philly though, could be much colder. This is child’s play.

Fanboy (09:13)

You all are crazy, I can’t feel my fucking toes man. And I’m inside!!

Shells (09:14)

I’m all bundled up like a lil’ burrito so I’m all good.

Rooster (09:14)

Did you guys get everything? Bea has no idea at all.

Evelyn(09:15)

Yes, thank you Roos. If you hadn’t talked to Martha we wouldn’t be able to pull any of this off. She’s…um…really mysterious.

Coyote (09:16)

She said my grandpa wanted to talk to me and he’s been dead for over ten years!!

Payback (09:17)

Same, she asked about my great aunt and i was like what the fuck??

Payback (09:19)

Not that it’s bad though. It’s just…different.

Rooster (09:21)

Yes,yes guys I know. I just want to know if you all got everything? This was hard to pull off and has to be perfect, you know that.

Shells (09:23)

Get your panties out of your ass,Rooster. We are all fine. We are just gonna nap till it’s late! And then we’ll go there, by the way, is the garage big enough for a minivan?

Rooster (09:25)

Yes,I checked with the people here. They all know you guys are coming over, just don’t talk to Bea about it.She needs to be surprised.

“Brad?” he looks up when he hears Beatrice calling his name, quickly typing a goodbye and shoving his phone in his pocket before he chugs what was left of his coffee - trying not to choke on the way was a great idea - and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, stepping over the sleeping dogs to the staircase.

‘Coming!’

He had to play it cool, the weather was…nice, which meant they’d get there safely. It’d be good, it’d be okay and Beatrice had no idea. They were still dressed up, he knew she’d like to even if she thought no one else was coming over and she looked so good with that skin tight long sleeved green dress that he couldn’t stop looking at her, even tilting his head ever so slightly when she leaned down to check on Jack’s sleeping form.

“Roos.”

He snaps his eyes to her face when she slowly turns her head over her shoulder to smile at him knowingly, one of her hands propping on her hip as she cocked it to the side, “You are looking at my ass.”

He has his hand on his chin as his eyes flick downwards, “Yes.” he smirks, “You look beautiful like this.”

“Oh you know,” she laughs, running her hands down her dress and looking at her sock covered feet, her socks had little avocados on them and they matched her dress, “I thought it’d be nice, because even if it’s just us we can still dress up right?”

“Right, of course.” he smiles, flicking his gaze quickly to his watch and then back at Beatrice, “And Nikki?” his wife reaches down beyond his vision on the couch to pick Nicole up. The little girl was wearing such a cute mossy green jumper that he wasn’t sure if she was inspired by Beatrice’s outfit or Rooster’s aviator jumpsuit but she looked absolutely adorable, so much it was painful to look at.

He pushed himself off the counter to pick Nicole up, nuzzling her cheek and neck, nomming at it playfully just so their daughter could giggle at him. Rooster laughed alongside her, bouncing her a bit on his arms and then turning to Bea, “I think we all look rather sharp.” Beatrice nods, adjusting the turtleneck sweater on his throat and running her hands down his biceps adoringly but quickly avoiding his eyes when he gave her a look, his wife just blushed a bright shade of red and looked at the living room’s windows. “It’s not snowing as much anymore.”

“it’s not.”

“I think I can even see some of the lights in the distance.”

He didn’t stop her when she walked to the windows to have a better look, instead the turned his wrist while still holding Nicole to check the time, muttering a quiet ‘nice’ before quickly slapping on a neutral face when Bea turned to face him again, her smile sweet, “Oh I just can’t wait, it’ll be so much fun won’t it,Roos?”

“Absolutely.” and she looks back out the window, her fingers pressed against the glass as she looks at the quiet surroundings with her smile present….and then she sees something strange. There are a pair of lights coming up the road, like a car’s headlights, but they weren’t running by faster, in fact the car turned to the cabin. “Um, Roos.”

“Yeah?”

“There’s a car, um…kinda parking outside.”

“No way,” oh he was such a good actor, walking closer to the window to have a better look, “Looks like a minivan,doesn’t it?”

“It does!” she blinks more, seeing a group of people walk out and she immediately shielded Nicole from the window, stepping closer to Rooster, “Rooster,we need to-” but a sound, a very specific sound made her stop.

“Babes! Open the door for us will ya? We are freezing out here!”

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Lesser Hakkari Kami - CR11 Kami

There is a guardian spirit for all things. Even blood.

Artwork by T SWCK on Artstation.

A weaker version of the CR 15 Hakkari Kami, a monster I previously posted. In an adventure that ends with the CR 15 version the Hakkari Adherents would be lower level minions that the PCs mow through six at a time, but in an adventure that ends with this CR 11 version, the Hakkari Adherents would be pretty powerful leiutenants.

This creature is based on Hakkar the Soulflayer, a loa demigod from from Warcraft. In the Warcraft setting, loa are divine beings connected to nature, usually taking the form of specific types of animals, which grant power to those who worship them. There are countless loa, many of which are worshiped by groups as small as a specific family, which might have very minimal power. Hakkar is a more powerful one; he’s known as the loa of blood, and takes the form of a wind serpent. I’ve adapted this idea into a kami for Hakkar’s Pathfinder conversion; there’s no type of outsider in Pathfinder that perfectly matches the loa, but kami are close enough to work.

In Pathfinder, kami are a lesser-known type of outsider which are usually neutral aligned and peaceful, watching over a specific type of creature, object or place that they consider their “ward.” There are a huge number of different types of kami which each watch over certain types of wards. A hakkari kami’s ward is spilled blood, and it’s not nearly as peaceful as most others.

Like other kami, hakkari kami find themselves stretched thin, with too many potential wards and not enough kami, and seek to create more of their kind in order to protect more wards. They do this by choosing dedicated mortal servants to ascend to kami when they die. In the case of the hakkari, these mortal servants tend to be those that offer countless blood sacrifices, especially sacrifices to the hakkari kami itself, and who may even take their own life in a ritual sacrifice in an attempt to gain the hakkari’s favor and ascend to a more powerful form. If cornered by powerful enemies, a hakkari’s weaker followers may choose to kill themselves instead of fight, hoping to ascend and become kami themselves instead of passing to the afterlife, and gain enough power to then fight their foes.

A lesser hakkari kami is likely to be one of these followers, newly ascended and not yet in full command of its powers.

I included a line of text stating that a kami can choose a new ward by spending 24 hours attuning to it. This isn’t listed in the general rules for kamis’ wards, but I feel confident that it must be intended by the developers for there to be SOME way to obtain a new ward. Otherwise, kami that have short-lived creatures like insects as their wards would only have a ward for the first few years or months of their immortal lives, and then be left sickened and purposeless for all eternity. Since insects are even listed as one of their example wards, I assume that probably isn’t the intent of how this type of outsider is supposed to work; they should be able to take a new ward if their old one is killed or destroyed.

This creatures uses the overwhelmed condition, a custom condition I use in some of my creatures. In my own home games, I nearly always replace any paralyzed, stunned, or nauseated effects caused by monsters with the overwhelmed condition.

Lesser Hakkari - CR 11

Towering above you is a massive winged serpent with a fanged maw and scythe-like claws for arms. Its beautiful violet plumage contrasts against its blood-red scales.

XP 12,800 NE Huge outsider (kami, native) Init +8 Senses darkvision 60 ft., deathwatch, true seeing; Perception +20

DEFENSE

AC 22, touch 13, flat-footed 17 (+4 Dex, +1 dodge, +9 natural, -2 size); +2 vs. good hp 142 (15d10+60); fast healing 10 Fort +11, Ref +13, Will +13; +2 vs. good DR 10/cold iron Immune bleed, mind-affecting effects, petrification, polymorph Resist acid 10, electricity 10, fire 10

OFFENSE

Speed 20 ft., fly 60 ft. (good) Melee bite +19 (1d8+6), 2 claws +19 (3d6+6) Space 15 ft., Reach 15 ft. Special Attacks blood siphon, cleansing bloodrage, corrupted blood

Spell-Like Abilities (CL 15th; concentration +21) Constant—blood scent, deathwatch, protection from good, true seeing At will—blood biography (DC 19) 3/day—confusion (DC 20), quickened blood armor 1/week—dominate monster (DC 25, creatures with blood only)

STATISTICS

Str 23, Dex 18, Con 18, Int 8, Wis 14, Cha 23 Base Atk +15; CMB +23; CMD 38 (40 vs. good) Feats Bloody Assault, Dodge, Great Fortitude, Improved Initiative, Improved Iron Will, Iron Will, Power Attack, Quicken Spell-like Ability (blood armor) Skills Acrobatics +13, Fly +20, Heal +20, Knowledge (local) +15, Linguistics +0, Perception +20, Sense Motive +6, Stealth +12, Survival +7, Spellcraft +12 Languages Common, Kuru; telepathy 100 ft. SQ merge with ward, ward (spilled blood)

SPECIAL ABILITIES

Blood Siphon (Su) As a standard action once every 1d4+1 rounds, a lesser hakkari can drain the blood from targets in a 40 ft. cone. Each target takes 6d8 damage and is overwhelmed for one round. A DC 21 Fortitude save halves the damage and negates the overwhelming effect. Creatures that do not have blood are immune. The lesser hakkari is healed for an amount equal to half of the damage dealt. The save DC is Constitution-based.

If a lesser hakkari uses its blood siphon against a creature that is poisoned, or that has poisonous blood (such as from the poisonous blood universal monster ability, the toxic blood spell, or a vishkanya’s toxic racial ability), the lesser hakkari receives no healing from that creature and must save against the poison.

An overwhelmed creature is staggered and cannot concentrate. If an overwhelmed creature attacks or casts a spell, it falls prone and becomes helpless until the beginning of its next turn after doing so. Effects that would remove or prevent the paralyzed or nauseated conditions also remove or prevent the overwhelmed condition.

Cleansing Bloodrage (Ex) Once per day, while below 25% hit points (usually 39 hp), a lesser hakkari can enter a bloodrage as a free action. While in a bloodrage, a lesser hakkari gains a +4 morale bonus to his Strength and Constitution, as well as a +2 morale bonus on Will saves. This bonus to Constitution typically increases its current and maximum hit points by 30. In addition, it takes a –2 penalty to Armor Class.

This bloodrage lasts for 1 minute. When a lesser hakkari’s bloodrage ends, it is fatigued for 1 minute. It cannot enter a bloodrage while fatigued.

While bloodraging, a lesser hakkari can cast and concentrate on its spell-like abilities, but cannot perform any other action that requires concentration, and cannot use Charisma-, Dexterity-, or Intelligence-based skills (except Acrobatics, Fly, Intimidate, and Ride).

When a lesser hakkari enters a bloodrage, it is affected as though by the cleanse spell, regaining 4d8+15 hit points and recovering from a variety of conditions and effects.

A lesser hakkari can enter a bloodrage even while under the effect of a condition that would normally prevent it from taking an action, as long as that condition is one that can be removed by the cleanse spell, but doing so uses a standard action instead of a free action.

Corrupted Blood (Su) As a move action, a lesser hakkari can corrupt the blood of a target within 60 ft. The target takes 2d6 negative energy damage, and must succeed on a DC 23 Fortitude save or be subjected to 1d10 bleed damage. Creatures that do not have blood are immune.

Whenever a creature takes bleed damage from this ability, all other creatures within 10 ft. of that creature must succeed on a DC 19 Fortitude save or begin bleeding as well for 1d10 bleed damage. The save DCs are Charisma-based, and the secondary save includes a -4 penalty.

Fast Healing (Ex) As long as a kami is within 120 feet of its ward, it gains fast healing 10.

Merge with Ward (Su) As a standard action, a kami can merge its body and mind with its ward (see the Ward ability below). When merged, the kami can observe the surrounding region with its senses as if it were using its own body, as well as via any senses its ward might have. It has no control over its ward, nor can it communicate or otherwise take any action other than to emerge from its ward as a standard action. A kami must be adjacent to its ward to merge with or emerge from it.

Ward (Su) A kami has a specific ward—in a lesser hakkari’s case, its ward is spilled blood, either from a specific creature or on a specific sacrificial altar. Several of a kami’s abilities function only when it is either merged with its ward or within 120 feet of it. If a kami’s ward is portable and travels with the kami to another plane, the kami does not gain the extraplanar subtype on that other plane as long as its ward remains within 120 feet. If a ward is destroyed while a kami is merged with it, the kami dies (no save). If a ward is destroyed while a kami is not merged with it, the kami loses its merge with ward ability and its fast healing, and becomes permanently sickened, until it chooses a new ward.

If a kami’s ward is killed or destroyed, it can choose a new ward by spending 24 hours attuning to it.

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libidomechanica · 3 months

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We univer

Teach our light, your body, some woman keep around the bound scar’d, endymion out first hung one senterprisen to dig and fell of the beauty, that his lines! We univer. My fearful guarded cushing photos her be both as the plain, ’Twas if I swiftly thou gave once mov’dst dreams, and the Endymion second paddle, uprig of Rest. When the and some will rocks, when her I in Apollow a pleasure dues my hear will do not. It swifted in liquid to long between one to gives yet perfectly, if I burn, I who plation senses frailed—this in Cythe Bessing passed, lest: yet to restead.

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badbihk · 2 years

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What Goes Around... Comes Around

Toxic jack x ex gf reader

part 1 part 2

it had been a year and four months since jack lost you and he hadn’t had a moment of peace since.

486 days of pain.

6 months of sobriety and intensive therapy. jack knew he had his own problems and narcissistic ways. he had convinced himself that if he put in the work, then you would find your way back to him. that’s how manifestation works right? as much as he learned about healthy coping mechanisms and unlearning toxic behaviors; he still found himself on your boyfriends instagram.

liked by yourinstagram and 142 others

yourboyfriendusername 8 months strong 💪🏾💕 @yourinstragram

yourinstagram 💕

wtf? thats all he has to say? jack couldn’t help but laugh. he knew you weren’t as happy as you pretended to be. two months ago, in the middle of the night, you had randomly unblocked him on everything . neither of you had said a word, but jack knew what that meant. you had gave him the opening and now all he needed to do was pick the perfect time to make his move. there was no way in hell he put in all this work to not get his girl back. he didn’t care who you were dating, hell you could be married and you would still be his girl. he went off of Instagram and opened the messages between y’all. should he text you? he really didn’t want to start shit, but at the same time he didn’t give a fuck if he started shit between you and your man.

you sighed as you turned off your phone. were you gonna meet him tonight? of course not. he did you so dirty for so long. what would you even say? what is there to even say? you say your phone down and walked into the empty living room. your boyfriend was out of town visiting family, leaving you with nothing to do all weekend. you truly liked your boyfriend as a person, but as a partner ? not so much. he was thoughtful and loyal but that’s about all you could say. besides that he was messy, annoying, clingy, and as jack said corny. everything he did have you the ick. you felt as if you were dating a child in a grown man’s body. he couldn’t even make you happy; let alone make you cum. that was never a problem with jack. wtf? why am i even thinking of jack. fuck him. you sat down on the couch and turned on the tv half paying attention. maybe you should just go talk to jack. you never really got closure right? but you would be just as bad as jack was to you if you went over there. if it was going to be on your mind so hard maybe you should just go over there? no. absolutely not.

jack stared at the last message he sent.

read at 5:51

damn. so that’s how you was gonna do him? he shot his shot and you blocked the fuck out of it. now you were just gonna ignore him. fuck that. he didn’t care if he had to pull up at your house and sit outside for 3 days straight. he couldn’t do this anymore he wanted to see you. NEEDED to see you. he felt as though he had played his role. yes he constantly stalked all your social media and called you 30 times in one day, but that was months ago. ever since that day he saw you in person, he made the conscious decision to leave you alone. absence makes the heart grow fonder right? he sat there for 45 minutes deep in thought; debating if he should just come see you. he finally just gave up. after all this over thinking he definitely needed a nap.

jack had been asleep for a little over an hour before he was woken up by his phone going off. he rolled over and answered without checking who was calling.

“hello” he said husky voice while sitting up against his headboard.

“why the fuck would you tell me to come over if you aren’t going to answer the door” you say as you ring the doorbell yet again. “i’ve been knocking for ten minutes. You wanted me to come over and i came but im finna leave bc i feel like you are playing”. were you mad? no, but you were irritated. you put your ass on the line to come over here the least he could do is open the door.

“ y/n I swear to god i was asleep and didn’t hear you my bad im coming now.” jack says practically hopping out of bed and racing to open the door.

as he opens the door, he feels his heart skip a beat. you looked beautiful. he felt like he was seeing you for the first time again.

“ are you gonna stare at me or let me in?” you question

“my bad” he says opening the door wider for you and stepping out of the way.

you weren’t trying to be rude but it was like once you saw his face all the anger came back. you truly loved this man and he took advantage of that. why tf did you even come here?

jack could sense your attitude from a mile away. you had been here for 20 minutes and hadn’t said a word. he sat next to you on the couch as he watched you scroll through tik tok aimlessly.

“ look im gonna go. i don’t know why i came here. i thought we would talk about everything or something but im good on this.” you say while standing up and reaching for your purse.

“wait y/n please don’t leave we can talk if you want to i just didn’t want to bring up everything because i didn’t want to trigger you. i figured if you wanted to talk about everything that’s happened you would bring it up”

you sighed and sat back down facing him. “you go first because i’m pretty sure you understand how i feel based on how i left your ass”

damn. that what probably deserved jack thought to himself. “ look i fucked up. you did everything in your power to keep me happy. you stuck around even when you shouldn’t have, even when i didn’t appreciate you. i hate that it had to take me loosing you for me to finally understand. real love is hard to find and you gave that to me. as cliche as it sounds it was never you because it was always me. i let my own insecurities and demons take over and control me. on top of that i was always drunk and high trying to ignore the battle that was going on in my head. you didn’t deserve anything i put you through and i am truly sorry. i don’t care if you don’t forgive me, i need you to know how sorry i am. i will be spending the rest of my life trying to make it up to you, even if that means just being your friend and supporting you from afar. i made my bed and now I have to lie in it. i do love you and always have but i couldn’t be the man you needed, and i have spent months trying to change that.” jack said while tearing up.

“jack i-”

“ im not trying to be rude but i don’t need you to say anything i just wanted you to hear that so maybe it could give you some peace of mind. i want you happy with or without me.”

you don’t know what took over you, but before you could even think about what was happening your lips were on his and you were on top of him. the kiss was so passionate and needy. it was like you both needed the other to breathe. how could you have gone this long without him? his hands had a tight grip on your ass pulling you as close to him as possible as you straddled him. it felt as if you could finally see him for the first time in almost 6 years. this was the jack you had fallen in love with, and this was the jack that brought out the best in you. it was like you were in a trance until you realized what you were doing. you quickly jerked back, breaking the kiss.

“we can’t do t-this jack” you say standing up and taking a few steps away from him. “i can’t hurt him like this”

“okay I understand” jack says while remaining seated and adjusting himself through his pants “why did you say it like that” he questions

“like what?”

“like you are trying to convince yourself that you don’t want this”

you sighed. he was right you did want this but what type of person would that make you?

“just say the word y/n and ill be on my knees for you right now giving you exactly what you want” he says as he gets up and takes a step toward you, causing you to take a step back into the wall.

you feel his thumb against your clit rubbing circles through your leggings. of course you weren’t wearing underwear today. you could feel your wetness soaking through the thin fabric.

“do you want me to stop?” he questions as he applies more pressure causing your knees to buckle.

“no please don’t stop” you moan out while digging your nails into his shoulder trying to steady yourself.

jack drops to his knees in front of you and pulls your leggings down to your ankles. your hands instantly goes to his hair gripping his curls. he runs his finger across your soaked slit and puts the same finger in his mouth, sucking on it.

“you always taste so good” he says before putting two fingers into you causing you to let out an airy moan. his thumb finds its way to your clit as his fingers work in sync pumping in and out of you as his thumb is rubbing delicate circles on your throbbing clit. with his other arm he lifts your leg up and onto his shoulder giving him better access to you. he replaces his thumb with his mouth causing you to dig your nails into his shoulder and moan out his name. it doesn’t take long for you to feel your orgasm building. it had been so long since you actually had an orgasm and it felt as if you were going to explode. jack adds in another finger as his mouth is still latched on to you.

“jac-ck im close” you moan out as you throw your head back against the wall. you legs began shaking uncontrollably but jack placed his free hand firmly below your ass forcing you to stay up and take it. you squeezed your eyes shut as you cum all over his face leaving his beard soaked. any other time you would be embarrassed about the fact it only took you five minutes to cum, but right now you couldn’t care less.

jack stood up giving you a kiss and allowing you to taste yourself all on his lips. he then went in the other room to clean himself off before coming over to do the same to you. he tosses the towel in the hamper before helping you over to the couch.

holy fuck you. you couldn’t believe you had seriously just cheated on your boyfriend but honestly you didn’t regret it one bit.

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Reposting because the invite link on the last post became inactive, I have edited this one to not expire so it should work as intended : ) we are an 18+ queer inclusive Gale Dekarios fan discord server with channels for talking, sharing and having fun with your favorite wizard from Baldur’s Gate 3! Fanart, fanfiction, headcanons, streams and VC’s and a lot more!

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rendnotmyheart · 7 months

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Just some ramblings about the differences I've found interesting so far between the A and B texts of Doctor Faustus:

1) A-text 1.3.14 "Then fear not, Faustus, but be resolute."

vs. B-text 1.3.14 "Then fear not, Faustus, to be resolute."

Not many thoughts on this except that in the first, being resolute is put in contrast to fear, as if by being resolute Faustus can assuage his fear. Whereas, in the second, being resolute is what is to be feared. It's Faustus trying to assuage his fears about being resolute.

2) A-text 1.3.45 "No, I came not hither of mine own accord."

vs. B-text 1.3 "No, I came now hither of mine own accord."

Just completely different meanings here. Did Meph come of his own accord when Faustus called or not? Well, you get a completely different answer to that depending on which text you read. (I like the second one, and I think it makes more sense for it to be "now" instead of "not." These two are close enough though that I feel like one of them is probably just whoever wrote the quarto mishearing the word)

3) A-text 2.1.136-142 "Faus:...cannot live without a wife / Meph: How, a wife? I prithee, Faustus, talk not of / a wife. / Faus: Nay, sweet Mephistopheles, fetch me one, for I will / have one. / Meph: Well, thou wilt have one? Sit there till I come. / I'll fetch thee a wife in the devil's name."

vs. B-text 2.1.136-138 "Faus:...and cannot live / without a wife. / Meph: Well, Faustus, thou shalt have a wife."

I thought it was interesting that the B-text didn't have this little spiel. In my other edition based on the A-text, the footnote for "How a wife? I prithee, Faustus, talk not of wife" says that Meph can't produce a wife for Faustus because marriage is a sacrament. Which I don't think marriage is a sacrament for Protestants? But it is interesting to think about how marriage is something holy, and therefore even when Meph eventually fulfills this request, he specifies that it's a wife in the devil's name, not God's.

I just really like that little bit of nuance about wives and marriage, and was like :// when the B-text didn't have it.

4) And right after that part above the stage directions for each are: A-text "Enter Mephistopheles with a Devil dressed like a woman"

vs. B-text "He fetches in a Woman Devil."

Which is just so so interesting. The distinction between a devil dressed like a woman and a woman devil. One is not a woman, just pretending to be. The other is a woman, but it's also a devil. Idk, it's just so so interesting.

5) A-text 2.3.17-24 "My heart's so hardened I cannot repent. Scare can I name salvation, faith, or heaven, / But fearful echoes thunder in mine ears, / 'Faustus, thou art damned.' Then swords and knives, / Poison, guns, halters, and envenomed steel / Are laid before me to despatch myself; / And long ere this I should have slain myself / Had not sweet pleasure conquered deep despair."

vs B-text 2.3.18-24 "My heart is hardened; I cannot repent. / Scarce can I name salvation, faith, or heaven. / Swords, poison, halters, and envenomed steel / Are laid before me to dispatch myself; / And long ere this I should have done the deed, / Had not sweet pleasure conquered deep despair."

Ok first of all, "My heart's so hardened I cannot repent" vs. "My heart is hardened; I cannot repent." To me, the first puts more emphasis on the degree of hardendness, which makes it feel more nuanced than the second. In the second, his heart just is hardened and that's why he can't repent. In the first, he can't repent because of the degree to which his heart has hardened. Idk, the first give off "how has it gotten this far?" vibes, while the second gives off "this is how it is" vibes to me. Add the extra two lines of the A-text to that, and it really emphasizes the way Faustus's fate is being shaped in contrast to the the B-text simply stating how things are. The hardendness is a degree; it has become hardened rather than it is or it isn't hardened. There is an echo that reminds him he is damned when he thinks on heavenly things, an echo that is followed by the appearance of various weapons. It emphasizes the series of actions that lead to an end instead of just stating the facts that Faustus can scarcely name heavenly things and that weapons appear before him. Idk, the A-text seems to show how Faustus believes he is damned while the second just tells us everything straight up.

6) A-text 2.3.76 "Never too late, if Faustus can repent."

vs. B-text 2.3.80 "Never too late, if Faustus will repent."

Can vs. will. One's ability to do something vs. one's choice whether or not to do something. Again, I really like the A-text, the question of can Faustus repent rather than will he. It's just so much more interesting to me to ponder how much control he really had over his fate than how he came to one choice or another. Like sorry, but that's so boring. Literally who cares what Faustus chooses. I care about whether he ever really had a choice to being with. That's so much more interesting.

7) A-text 2.3.161 "O, this feeds my soul!"

vs. B-text 2.3.63 "O, how this sight doth delight my soul!"

Nothing here except that I adore the A-text's line because of the way Faustus using magic is characterized as gluttony or surfeit throughout the play. I like how the A-text taps into that metaphor again.

#conclusion: love the a-text forever and ever <33333 #will probably reblog later once i've read the rest with more differences i found interesting #definitely going to be lamenting the loss of my favorite lines once i get to the end #rip christ's streaming blood and 'my god my god'#also one of the differences that didn't make the cut for this post was 'to god? he loves thee not' vs 'why he loves thee not'#LOVE the first one so so so so much #a-text my beloved #i just love the 'to god?'#also i thought meph entering as a devil in a-text vs. dragon in the b-text was interesting too #but i didn't have any more thoughts on it than that so #also in 2.3 in the b-text meph has a line 'twas thine own seeking faustus; thank thyself' which isn't in the a-text #so i also think that's interesting bc in the a-text is there ever a moment where they're like 'this is all your own doing faustus'?#i don't think there is #or at least not in as uncertain terms as this b-text line from meph #i'd have to look more closely though to be sure #oh also meph kept calling faustus 'my faustus' at the beginning of the pope scene in the b-text #but yeah #doctor faustus

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Audacity for Debian-based Linux

So, some time around 2020/2021, Audacity for Linux from the repositories of Debian-based distros (including Ubuntu, Mint, etc.) no longer had access to high quality stretch (change tempo, change pitch, shifting slider). This appears to be due to a combination of Debian no longer updating Audacity at all past 2.4.2 (as Audacity's new owners from 3.0.0 on have had...issues, to put it lightly), but also the fact that 2.4.2 specifically was requiring a version of the SBSMS library past what Debian had. It's still the case that the apt version of Audacity on Linux Mint still lacks the high quality stretch functions.

The workaround for this is to compile from source. HOWEVER. Be apprised that if you specifically go for version 2.4.2, there is still a bug around SBSMS, which causes Audacity to crash when attempting high quality stretching. Apparently, if you go for versions afterwards (3.0+, new Audacity owners), or the version before (2.3.3), you will not run into this issue.

I am stubborn, so I have verified that I can now open Audacity 2.4.2 and do a high quality pitch change without crashing. Here are the solution options. Know that both are still compiling from source.

Option 1: Do it manually command by command on the terminal

You will, however, notice that the important download link for the patch is broken. You must get it from here.

Note that you should preface all of the commands listed in that post with "sudo", or they will likely throw an error. (Or do whatever you need to for terminal to continuously recognize root access.) In addition, note that the "pre-installation test" section is not optional. Audacity will not run if the "Portable Settings" folder is not created, and furthermore, the "Portable Settings" folder and all containing files need to have write permissions enabled to the relevant non-root group/owner.

Whether you installed manually or used the script, you will need to go to "/usr/local/share/audacity/audacity-minsrc-2.4.2/build/bin/Release" to launch Audacity. In the file explorer window, you can click the button to the left of the magnifying glass to switch to text input where you can copy and paste the above path. Or, from /home, go up one level, and then navigate through manually.

Change the launcher's icon and add it to the start menu/desktop, per your specific distro and desktop environment.

Option 2: Modify and run a bash script

I found a helpful Youtube video stepping through the process, before they link to a bash script automating the whole thing. However, the script does not include the 2.4.2 patch. There are also a few modifications that need to be done to the script.

Modifications to make (right click the .sh file, open with, pick some text editor):

Line 35: change the dl_directory to match your own system. (Specifically, you probably need to replace "piuser" with your own account name.)

This change also needs be done on lines 115, 116, and 120 (or replace the hard coded parts with "${DL_DIRECTORY}").

Line 77 (optional): add "patch" as a dependent package to check. Like Python, it's mostly likely already installed, so you could leave this commented out.

Lines 139-142: Not a modification, but a note that I didn't end up using this (left it commented out), so I did have to download the 2.4.2 source code from fosshub manually and put it in the location specified by dl_directory. I also put the patch there. If you do want to try to automate the download, you'll not only have to add another line to also download the patch file, but both the source code for 2.4.2 and the patch have hyphens in their urls, so you need to either add backslashes to escape them, or enclose the entire url in quotation marks. But I also can't guarantee that either of those things will work, since I ended up doing the downloads manually.

Line 150: Per the manual installation above, the patch needs to be applied before the build. Add this code block at line 150 (after the script checks to see if the "Build" folder exists):

#SBSMS patch required for 2.4.2 if [ -f "${DL_DIRECTORY}/changepitch.patch" ]; then sudo cp "${DL_DIRECTORY}/changepitch.patch" "${DIRECTORY}/${VERSION}" fi sudo patch -p 1 < changepitch.patch

That's it for changing the script. Save it, close out of the text editor. (If you decided not to try letting the script do the downloads, then make sure you download the source code and the patch and put them in the dl_directory location at this point.)

Enable the script to be executable. (Right click the .sh file, Properties. On the Permissions tab, check that "Allow executing file as a program" is checked.)

Double click the .sh file. I suggest doing the "Run In Terminal" option so you can see the progress. (And if it's really short, probably something went wrong. The build section takes 20 minutes.)

This script does not include installing the offline manual for Audacity. That is covered in the guide posted in Option 1. Sorry, you'll have to do some terminal typing after all.

Change the launcher's icon and add it to the start menu/desktop, per your specific distro and desktop environment.

#linux #linux mint #ubuntu #debian #audacity #category: other #vibrating at the mashups now once again at my fingertips

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