La Mode illustrée, no. 32, 8 août 1875, Paris. Jaquette en molleton rayé. Modèle de chez Mme Goutte, rue Gaillon, 16. Ville de Paris / Bibliothèque Forney
i think when we used to point out that a story didn’t need a sex scene what we meant was “this story reduces its women to mere sex objects and gives them no interiority so the sex scenes are gratuitous and geared towards the male gaze” it wasn’t the sex that bothered us per se it was the objectification of female characters while givig them little to no consequence to the overall story but nowadays people mean “sex is icky and gross and has no merit to ever be portrayed in our arts which should be good and pure and never ever make ME feel discomfort” and it’s like. i bet a bowl of unfrosted flakes looks real good to you rn
“characters in fic are too good at identifying scents” is officially an “his eyes did not literally darken” level of complaint to me now like it’s about the drama it’s about the romance it’s about atmosphere it’s about taking you to a heightened version of reality!!! please suspend your disbelief at least enough for vibes-based sensory descriptions it will be So Worth It i promise
Tags stolen from prev (sydmarch) but like taking literally TWO seconds of thought and a kindergarteners knowledge of how scent works would have made that line make sense!!! Our olifactory memory is so good that yes, someone who has been in a midnight forest might actually recognize the scent of a midnight forest. When we smell things, the memory of when it was last smelt comes before the recollection of the scent! You might smell a room and think “this smells like a middle school slumber party” before you think “this smells like the exact lotion my best friend used growing up and someone made popcorn recently.”
So like, yes, someone can smell wet pine needles and moss because dew forms at the coldest point in the night, plus all the nearby flowers are closed so there’s less of a floral scent, and the smells of plants baking in the sun are absent. But no one fucking thinks that, they think “I experience this smell in a midnight forest.”
But tbh that shouldn’t even matter, the purpose of the sentence is to a) build the mood b) let you know the mindset the narrator is entering the situation in and c) establish the narrator is someone so familiar with forests at midnight they can recognize it by scent
hey kinda messed up that 1st degree burn is the mildest burn but 1st degree murder is the worst murder. they should have collaborated more on that one.
I was ready to accept there was some medical vs legal reason why my example was the way it is but this is truly befuddling. maybe the joker was onto something.
welcome to the Murdersex zine, a zine celebrating all things sex and murder. but um. we don’t want to romanticize it or anything so don’t make your submissions too murdersexy. we will do extensive background checks on all applicants and if we decide a past work of yours has too much sexy murder we’ll have to remove you, sorry. we have limits, you know, we want a tasteful gory spread you could put on your coffee table, and having the Wrong people in it would kill the vibe (and we condemn all killing! wholeheartedly!)
i love how this post picks up whenever something like this happens again
Was loudly talking about Buffy The Vampire Slayer with the bartender (as one does) and a woman sitting at the bar with her daughter jumped in with the absolutely delightful story about how when the show was originally airing, after each episode her and her friend would sneak into a nearby cemetery to practice their vampire-stsking technique and form.
there’s been plenty of pushback against youtube’s plan to age-check users by using an AI to analyze everyone’s watching habits, but amidst that, i spotted this playlist circulating among some teens:
(picture is a reconstruction to protect the kids identity)
interesting! they’re trying to trick the AI by watching videos that have a primarily adult viewer demographic? well im a curious fella so naturally i have to take a look-see, and
im simultaneously amused at the perception of what kids think adults watch, fascinated that they’re thinking to take these measures, and saddened that theyre forced to live in a stupid digital panopticon
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