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 Personally, I don’t think there is anything illegal about this. How is what they did on reddi

Personally, I don’t think there is anything illegal about this. How is what they did on reddit any different than someone on CNBC making recommendations to the people to invest in a certain stock? Taking stock advice for any motive isn’t illegal, and neither should be giving greedy hedge funds a taste of their own medicine. 

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This blonde is absolute perfection

This blonde is absolute perfection


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Steven SpielbergPresents

Poltergeist (1982, dir. Tobe Hooper)

Release Date:October 2022

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spaceshipsandpurpledrank:

oh, humans. humans being human. i love you.

rnnlmb:

This is art.

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LOVE MADE HIM GROWSe’ref Fveran ✚ 56 years old and appears 35 ✚ OPEN“I still count myself lucky.”✚ O
LOVE MADE HIM GROW

Se’ref Fveran  56 years old and appears 35  OPEN

“I still count myself lucky.”

✚ Occupation: Leader in HagaFosiel
✚ Specification: Lord
✚ Magical form: -
✚ Race: Demon

❖ Se’ref is brilliant, loyal, and impulsive.

Biography -

Yartihn, and especially the Lord of Demons Varamadras, have been kind to a few unlucky souls like Se’ref since the war began–and they are given a chance to prove themselves worthy of tasks that were deemed above their standards and capabilities. Orphans like Tarac and misfits like Marius Thesus have been given the chance to become more than normal soldiers. Se’ref, a fallen soldier, was given a similar chance by Varamadras after he had been wounded during in battlefield outside of HagaFosiel. Se’ref was born in a small family, his older brother had died during the war, and he was to die as well. At twenty-four, though, he managed to get himself badly hit by a Fire Magician who burned off the skin on his right leg. He was saved by Loriente Seasel, whose group was sent to decide the fight.

He was brought back to Yartihn, badly wounded and on the brink of slipping off into the next world. Varamadras started to show an interest in the boy, sending his healers to take care of him, hoping that their abilities would be enough to save him. Se’ref lived, and during his period of rehabilitation, he was introduced to Misha Itaul, Varamadras’ only living sibling. The two started a romantic relationship, around the same time that the Demonlord came to the decision to make Se’ref the next Lord of HagaFosiel. The previous lord had vanished in a battle near the city, and the fallen soldier would forever be unable to fight, his leg had been hurt too badly to fully recover. To the Mancers and lords, his appointment led to general mistrust of the Demonlord, given Se'ref’s involvement with his sister. They will never mention their distrust to Varamadras, but their gazes are clear enough for Se’ref.

His fast rise to power had not gone unnoticed. He proved his instincts and brilliance in his early years as part of the government ever since Varamadras, together with Tarac, had named him adviser of the council during his rehabilitation. As Lord of HagaFosiel, he continued being useful, and defending the city and its neighboring towns and villages is his most impressive achievement to date. He’s called Varamadras’ little treasure.

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Se’ref was never very fond of the war, but his loyalty to Lord Varamadras is unquestionable, since there is so much he should be thankful for. As he took the chance to prove himself, other Mancers began to see their leader had not made the boy a lord without good reason. He has no magical ability, but his friendliness, and his ability to understand one’s pains when it comes to physical wounds, gave the Mancers reason to accept him. They are not very used to non-Magicians around, yet Tarac and Se’ref are exceptions. He takes the freedom from the fighting granted to him by his injury as a reason to do better around HagaFosiel, and make sure every defense is in order if the enemy should attack. He never asked to become the next Lord of HagaFosiel, but now that he is, he will do anything to keep it.

He loves Misha Itaul with all his heart. She’s the one person that tries to see everyone as the people they are, and not the way they behave as Mancers. According to him, Misha is the one reason Varamadras’ rebellion worked out. He’s good friends with Tarac, and through his work knows many of the Mancers around Yartihn. HagaFosiel is his home, and he is a good host to the Mancers that come around, talking to them at breakfast and making sure everything is to their wishes. He’s known to be very impulsive, which sometimes seems perfectly out of character because of his calm nature. Sometimes he has plans that he’ll insist have to be put in order immediately, which can be a bit confusing for others. 

Fate -

Survives the battle of Faum. 

Connections -

Misha Itaul ❖ Se’ref will never love another woman like he does Misha, or that’s what he’ll say. He loves her with his whole heart, and will try to spend every waking hour in her presence, though that hardly ever works out. He knows they both have important jobs, and he will go through hell to protect her. While always trying to be at her side, he will never openly discuss his love for her–he thinks the matters of the heart are private.

Varamadras Itaul ❖ Varamadras was the one who gave him his lordship and thus deserves his respect and loyalty. He does however have difficulty seeing Varamadras as his brother-in-law, even while he knows the bond between him and his fiancé is strong.

Tarac ❖ Tarac and Se’ref both like HagaFosiel best, they love their knowledge and high position. It is because of their duties that they are often in each other’s company, and while they mostly don’t agree on subjects, they have a kind love for one another.

Lukas Arcain ❖ Se’ref has been a friend to Lukas since he moved to HagaFosiel. They’ve known each other for a long time, and talk often outside of the Elite. They respect each other’s places among Varamadras’ best. Lukas himself is older than the Lord of HagaFosiel, but their relationship is much different, where Lukas as a medical advisor is often less aware of situations and acts younger in social matters, taking advise from the younger Demon where he can. 

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aqua-myosotis:

Prisoner

For the @drarrymicrofic song prompt ‘Prisoner.’
Finally managed it in 50 words too!

‘Harry, please.’ Draco choked, reaching out a pale hand. Paper thin skin threaded with blue.  Cold.

‘I’m sorry Draco.’ Harry whispered.

Draco closed his eyes and picked up his silver top hat as Harry read him his rights.

‘Go directly to jail.  Do not pass Go.  Do not collect £200.’

betweencrossedblades:

ok so after having read a few fics in the silmarillion fandom for the first time in literally years…. I remember now why I could only very rarely find fic I liked. it’s the language.

there’s always the danger when you’re writing fic for something where the author has such a distinctive voice: you can either try to emulate it - and potentially fail - or not bother, and potentially sound odd and anachronistic. I get it! it’s hard!

but. guys.

I mean this gently. but so much fic attempting to copy some hint of tolkien’s style fails so very miserably. so. so badly. you can use your own voice - that’s absolutely fine, and often indeed the wiser choice - but if you do choose to try and sound like tolkien….here is a post tailor made for you.

first of all, let’s look at the difference. why does this -

But Annatar paid heed most of all to their lord.

sound more tolkien-y than this -

To their lord the most ardent of his attentions were given.

?

(the second is a real sentence from a fic. the first is one I have ‘tolkienised’ myself.)

*deep breath*

tolkien was VERY aware of the provenance of certain words and has characters talking in VERY distinct registers at different times for specific purposes. and different styles of speech and word order and language (french/latinate vocabulary versus old English/germanic vocabulary). any unsuccessful attempt is thus extra jarring, because language isn’t only a signifier for specific social groups in-universe - he also uses it at the level of the text.

and yes maybe I’m extra salty about this because I’m a linguist and have Actually Studied the history of English as well as old English and an EXTENSIVE amount of comparative germanic languages…but here goes.

to highlight the difference in how tolkien uses different words from different sources, I’m going to compare the difference for example between the language used in the lament for the rohirrim vs the song of eärendil

Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?

VS

In panoply of ancient kings,
in chainéd rings he armoured him;
his shining shield was scored with runes
to ward all wounds and harm from him;
his bow was made of dragon-horn,
his arrows shorn of ebony;
of silver was his habergeon,
his scabbard of chalcedony;
his sword of steel was valiant,
of adamant his helmet tall,
an eagle-plume upon his crest,
upon his breast an emerald.

maybe not the best comparison because significant parts of the latter also exhibit a) very germanic vocabulary ‘to ward all wounds and harm from him’ and b) lots of fun alliteration / stress / metre / cool half-rhyme/assonance stuff and c) VERY germanic syntax ‘he armoured him’ where ‘him’ = ‘himself’ - but compare the words for talking about armour, for example.

panoply, habergeon, ebony, valiant, adamant, eagle-plume, chalcedony versushelm, haubert, horse, horn, hand…

when tolkien uses excessively germanic old-english-y things he does so deliberately. when he uses excessively middle english french chivalric language he does so deliberately.

he’s making a point. do you think that people really spoke like that when he was writing the books? compare the language merry and pippin use to that in the oath of fëanor! he is aware of the effect different words have, and the power language holds. if he uses a word like puissance,it’s going to be used to deliberate effect, because the majority of the REALLY archaic vocabulary in his works is germanic, not latinate. (and I’m not talking first age, I’m talking…early stuff, things like the story of kullervo, which uses a different ridiculously archaic word for ‘fence’ or ‘glade’ every single fucking page and is written with syntax that hasn’t been used for hundreds of years). not latinate. it’s not french. it’s GERMANIC.

and this is difficult because it goes against everything most of us are used to in daily life. the majority of most ‘higher’ vocabulary came from the dual sources of the liturgical (latin) and the socially superior (norman french). to this day we can find many examples of ‘simple’ vocabulary like handortoothand more specialised, more formal vocabulary - like the equivalent manualordentist.and of course tolkien uses french and latinate words like the rest of us - it’s impossible not to. there are different levels of loanwords, and powerreads far more naturally than puissance.

but tolkien chooses often instead to use might.

we’re..less familiar with this. we are! there’s no question about it. every book or article we read is stuffed full of french and latinate stuff. so I think what people aim for is like…Vaguely Old-Worldly. but the problem is they don’t think about what that means. it doesn’t mean the same for tolkien as other writers. he isn’t chaucer. he isn’t shakespeare. he can and he does wield germanic vocabulary for incredibly specific, often archaic purposes. most fic writers will struggle with that.

similarly important and very related: one of the things that marks Tolkien’s writing as so spectacular is his use, at times, of INCREDIBLY SIMPLE narration. he can and does do otherwise, but SO much of his writing has this clarity to it. a simplicity. and this is deliberately stylistic too! look at this passage when théoden leads his armies into battle:

And darkness was removed and the hosts of Mordor wailed, and terror took them, and they fled, and died, and the hoofs of wrath rode over them

thisand, and, and…is a very common structure in old oral epic: a lot of epics would start every new line with and. it’s simple, but incredibly powerful: and terror took them, and they fled, and died. isn’t that enough? doesn’t that say everything? terror took them, and they fled, and died. what more is there?

another thing is sentence structure. you guys. my dudes. once again, much of tolkien’s sentence structure is far simpler than you think. I don’t mean all of it - think again of the oath of fëanor - but most of it really is quite simple. what makes it ‘hard’ and ‘confusing’ is similarly its germanic-ness: structures like yet naught was seen orto the mountains they had fled feel archaic to us, but all they are is ever so slightly more germanic than we are used to. which in turn is not the same thing as complex - as all readers of modern day German with its love of 12-comma sentences and paragraphs spanning more than one page know.

look at this description:

All about them were small woods of resinous trees, fir and cedar and cypress, and other kinds unknown in the Shire, with wide glades among them; and everywhere there was a wealth of sweet-smelling herbs and shrubs. The long journey from Rivendell had brought them far south of their own land, but not until now in this more sheltered region had the hobbits felt the change of clime. Here Spring was already busy about them: fronds pierced moss and mould, larches were green-fingered, small flowers opening in the turf, birds were singing. 

yes, it’s long. yes, there’s a lot going on. but look at the structure. if you simplify it it’s something like there were trees; and there were shrubs. the journey brought them south, but not until now had they felt the change of clime. here spring was busy; plants were X, and birds were Y.

this is literally just coordination - the most basic of structures. the not until now part is the sort of thing that throws people off, because it’s not a structure we’re so used to seeing. but this is nota complex sentence structure, it’s just ordered a bit different.

with all that in mind, I want to revisit quickly a few of the sentences to give a proper example of what I mean. here are some parts - just a few examples - of what bugs me about much fic

But where ordinarily such words would have stung, they would have seemed barbed and venomous and Celebrimbor would have replied with acrimony in kind, …

One subtle curl of puissance and he could have this elf lord on his knees.

To their lord the most ardent of his attentions were given, and often he could be found at Celebrimbor’s side if he was not otherwise occupied. Though at first they fenced about each other, their conversations thrust and parried as do all fledgling friendships forged in uneasy times, as the days rolled by a true sense of camaraderie began to unfurl between them.

I’m not talking about the quality of the writing, let others judge that - I’m talking SOLELY about the types of words used. notice anything about the words I’ve bolded? yeah. those are all latinate/french.

let me rewrite a few of these sentences. I’m Not Saying look I can write better but guys. if you are trying to write Like That then…take a few of the tips above, and it might just sound less anachronistic.

Such words from another would sting; but Celebrimbor’s answer would come swift and sharp.

But Annatar paid heed most of all to their lord. Often they walked together through the great forges of Eregion, and took delight in each other’s wit.

As the days passed the friendship between the two men grew.

once again. I’m not saying these are Better Writing. but they exhibit the principles I talked about.

which are:

1) utilise words that stand out to the modern reader, yes, but for specific purpose and effect. if you’re going to use puissance,recognise that it stands out and is oddly formal, and use it in an appropriate context. where you don’t want that effect, use something more neutral (powerormight)

2) archaic words are germanic more often than latinate/french. obscure latinate/french vocabulary, as above, is used for very specific purposes.

3) simple narration, simple sentence structure and simple vocabulary. write with clarity. write as if it’s meant to be read aloud. look at the landscape description above; it’s measured, and well-balanced. there’s no need for purple prose.

4) germanic sentence structure - yes! very complex sentence structure - no. look at the sentence you wish that I had gone in his stead orhe paid heed most of all to their lord. the separation of those two elements - and therefore greater flexibility - is more representative of an older stage of the language. more archaic canmean ‘sentence with twenty clauses’, but it usually doesn’t. not here.

5) pay attention to the conventions of epic and oral story-telling. you can start sentences with ‘and’ and ‘but’ more than your english teacher probably allowed.

6) where are your characters from? if you are trying to use regional language or slang - do your research. the hobbits use a lot of West Country Somerset / Wiltshire language, for example

….

thank you for coming to my ted talk.

septembersghost:

part of what’s so heartbreaking about all of this is, despite the scumminess and scheming and cutting corners and lies that jimmy has been responsible for or complicit in, throughout his erosion and shifting self, there’s only one thing he’s consistently wanted, and it’s a life with kim. it was an office. it was, you and me, is this happening, even if i choose not to take this cushy job you’ve helped arrange for me, and then, even after i tank this cushy job? it was taking the cigarette directly from her mouth being tantamount to a kiss even when things were too unclear to just kiss her. it was daydreaming about horses and getting a smoker. it was doodling WMs together like a giddy kid with a crush. it was taking her to a fancy open house and giggling when they turned on the shower, the suggestion that maybe someday they could have this. it was admiring her, telling her she deserved to be somewhere where she was valued, where they cared about her. it was letting her in on hurts and vulnerability and vindictive plans, and then trying to give her an out - you’ll never hear about things like this again, i know we went too far here - only for her to help, or go even further, or push him frantically against the wall, and him realizing she wanted this too, and all their jagged edges and pieces fit. it was screwing up and being terrified of losing her only for her to say, maybe we get married, and the marriage of convenience and disguise and legal arrangement being something real and true and tender. it’s the intimacy in their space, the only times we see them with all facade stripped away, curled together watching movies and eating take out on the couch. she’s not in the game, she’s not even game adjacent. the only thing that kept me going out there was you. if anything happens to her, i can’t do this. it was taking care of one another through injury and trauma - the car accident, chuck’s death, the mugging, the desert - through personal and professional setbacks, through jimmy, you are always down, through, i had an urge not to tell you, so i’m telling you. through am i bad for you and implying he should leave, and her defiantly reaching back to hold him tighter, as if she’d let him go after she thought she’d lost him.

they are intertwined in every sense. they have no one else. not family, not friends, not colleagues. no one knows them or cherishes them for themselves except one another. they come from damaged places but make each other’s worlds fuller, complete. so jimmy daydreams of them working together, then he daydreams of them having a home.

the sanctity of their home has been invaded and turned red, our color association with the criminal in their world. all that blue splashed crimson. but more than the law, more than simply being alive from one moment to the next, the very worst thing they could ever lose is the foundation of their love. that’s (the kind of heartbreak time could never mend…) their something unforgivable. how do you recover from losing the mirror and twin flame of your soul?

they desperately, damagingly cling to one another. when someone insults him, she takes it personally because it’s demeaning to the part of her that IS him. it’s not as simple as corruption, or one makes the other worse, because that implies they don’t already understand one another. it’s much more a revelation, of identity, or darknesses, of light. all this, messes and tragedies and comedies of error, all of it is their love story. i did it for kim. they love each other. that’s the beginning and end of everything. that’s what will be the most terrible to lose.

ulidiid:

get this hetero filth off my dash

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