"I stumbled through his grey gardens, after,
Sore and smiling.
And the gardener said, “Little girl,
Little sunlit flower,
You belong in the world above.
Trust that they’ll come for you,
But while you wait
Don’t eat the food of the dead, for it will trap you here.”
And I said give me the fucking fruit.
But when I ate I could hear her howling,
See her spreading winter on the world.
My poor mother, who missed me after all;
My poor swineherd, starving.
Huddled up for warmth with the few he hadn’t eaten.
I spat out half the seeds."
"Cally has something she needs Danny to say."
"Sochi, 2014: There's nothing to say, really, other than what the fuck and why him and this has got to be a bad freaking dream because this sort of shit doesn't happen in real life but the facts are there and Evan's felt sicker in the last two days that he has his entire life, and apparently standing in a Russian men's room with Johnny freaking Weir makes him feel better." (seeming WIP, likely always unfinished)
"On any given day my need for something to be turned into an Ocean's 11 AU is pretty high, but the other day I said I wanted a movie version where Will Arnett was the Julia Roberts and everyone else was an awesome lady and honey_wheeler and I started talking about it and there was an icepocalpyse and I had a lot of time on my hands so I sort of ran with it and, well, here we are.
""I've been monitoring her vital signs; she's totally fine.
I love her so much... but I think I'm gonna draw a moustache on her face.""
"Out loud, Doumeki sticks to summarising. “It went the way I planned it.”
“It nearly didn’t,” says Watanuki, taking time out to check his messages for a change. “And what kind of stupid plan was that anyway?! Did you have a plan for what were you going to do if it didn’t work?’”
“Yes, I was going to stand there and let it chew on me while you ran for it,” says Doumeki, since the odds look to be about fifty-fifty that Watanuki will even hear him."
"Sidney groans, because this is ridiculous. “I think I’m having an allergic reaction,” he says."
" The "free speech" aspect of this is largely nonsense. Reddit is not a public utility or a public square; it's a privately owned space on the Internet. From a legal and (United States) constitutional point of view, people who post on Reddit have no "free speech" privileges; they have what speech privileges Reddit itself chooses to provide them, and to tolerate. Reddit chooses to tolerate creepiness and general obnoxiousness for reasons of its own, in other words, and not because there's a legal or constitutional reason for it."
In the case of Adrian Chen, the Gawker writer who revealed Violentacrez's real-life identity, I think he's perfectly justified in doing so. Whether certain denizens of Reddit like it or not, Chen was practicing journalism, and writing a story of a figure of note (and of notoriety) on one of the largest and most influential sites on the Internet. They may believe that Mr. Brutsch should have an expectation not to have his real life identity revealed on Gawker, but the question to ask here is "why?" Why should that be the expectation? How does an expectation of pseudonymity on a Web site logically extend to an expectation of pseudonymity in the real world? How does one who beats his chest for the right of free speech on a Web site (where in fact he has no free speech rights) and to have that right to free speech include the posting of pictures of women who did not consent to have their pictures taken or posted then turn around and criticize Gawker for pursuing an actually and legitimately constitutionally protected exercise of the free press, involving a man who has no legal or ethical presumption of anonymity or pseudonymity in the real world? (This. This. This. So perfectly sums up everything I feel about what the internet thinks "free speech" is. Including also: sure you have a right to say what you want, but you don't have a right do anything, post non-consensual sexualized pictures of women, bully teenagers and remain anonymous. You make poor decisions online, sometimes there are real world consequences.)
Choose your own adventure style :DD
"Last week, a guy named Richard Neill posted a long, funny comment on UK maxipad maker Bodyform's Facebook page about how the company had lied to him through their advertising campaigns over the years, leading him to believe that periods involved a lot of blue liquid, extreme sports, and fun music. It received nearly 85,000 likes. Instead of ignoring it, Bodyform responded with the video above, featuring CEO Caroline Williams (played by an actress) apologizing to Richard personally, explaining that the company needed to lie to protect men from "the blood coursing from our uteri like a crimson landslide." And then she drinks blue liquid and farts. Amazing."
"“Ladies and gentlemen,” Carson continues, undeterred. “May I present to you the most embarrassing article teenager Claude could possibly have owned, even more embarrassing than porn or angsty love poems, both of which we were looking for but sadly did not find.”"
"So me and [personal profile] friskaz wrote a couple thousand words of pure smut featuring Jeff/girl!Gabe in Juniors. Not to toot my own horn or anything but I can't believe no one's done this before because it is pretty damn hot."
""Tell me, is it enough that you are alive, or would you prefer to live?” (written for a prompt on the kinkmeme)"
"The baby's name is Hikaru, because Hikaru means light and hope and all that stuff that Shuji didn't really know about until he met Akira and Nobuta. But that didn't come until much, much later - the name and the baby formula and the worrying and parenting. Right then, right there, he was too busy freaking out and then keeping Akira from freaking out too, because Akira could get pretty crazy when he was angry/frightened/panicked. "
"Nobuta gives Shuji and Akira a baby. As expected, hilarity ensues."
"Given how much more Watanuki saw than anybody else, there was an awful lot he didn't notice. Sometimes Doumeki thought that it was some kind of equal value exchange he'd had to make at birth: supernatural sight, in exchange for social blindness."
"“Wait, Abed,” says Annie, because something has suddenly occurred to her. “How did you know that Annie Kim was the president of the Greendale BDSM club?”"