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Happiness hit her like a bullet in the head

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Alice, 31, she/they. Multifandom. Current main: Disco Elysium, Hades I/II, Trigun. (alikeadis, art archive)
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what's your favorite story cliche and least favorite story cliche ? i dunno if this necessarily counts as a cliche, but i Really love when characters get like an Evil/Dark™ version of themselves, mainly bc dark link was so influential on my mind's eye as a child lol. my least favorite is like...anything with romance being an Issue (like love triangles- esp in a story that is mainly focused on like adventure or action, i get a bit exasperated about it D:) i hope your day has been good !!!!!!!!!

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ooh this is a FANTASTIC question

it's hard to pick but i think my favorite story cliche/trope is most likely the "power of friendship" ending and similar approaches to that. i absolutely love when the abstract but immensely powerful idea of love and connection with others is able to overcome some of the most tangible and literal adversity. i'm always down for a fucking Friendship Beam taking out a giant monster or The Power of Love resurrecting an ally once thought lost.

as for least favorite, nothing frustrates me more than a plot that is 100% driven by a misunderstanding that could easily be rectified by a very obvious and easy conversation that the characters involved absolutely WOULD HAVE if the story was being written earnestly. misunderstandings and miscommunications are one thing and obviously happen a ton in real life, but they usually stem from a genuine gap in context that isn't as immediately obvious as just asking the first question that comes to mind. but man, when it's done poorly in a story it's one of the most infuriating and off-putting things to watch.

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man this is like the worst year for tech and websites

discord is forcing a username change that no one wants, twitch nearly banned sponsored streams, imgur is banning NSFW and removing old pics, reddit is restricting their API usage and killing off all mobile apps, apple introducing some shitty overpriced AR headset, the amount of fuckups twitter is doing i cant even count on my own two hands its all becoming too much i hate technology i hate you silicon valley

tumblr has been desperately pushing its merch and digital cosmetics with flashing gifs and popup ads. some of these products feature user-made jokes & content, repackaged without compensation or credit. tumblr live cannot be turned off for longer than a week, and might’ve inadvertently revealed underage users’ locations to strangers. flashy promotions (like the y2k thing) are getting more invasive and obnoxious, and might even trigger epilepsy in some cases. the mobile app remains barely functional, and plays loud ads unprompted half the time when i open it. pornbots remain rampant, and cleanup on your end now often involves scrolling past actual porn gifs in order to block them. one of the tumblr staff members is a die-hard potterhead. social media platforms are all corporate products. they’re all run by inept businessfolk who will go to bizarre and troubling lengths to try and squeeze a profit out of your favorite website. they’re not your friends. tumblr is no exception.

i gotta credit the rt subreddit for one thing, and that’s bringing whatever major thing has happened at the company to the top for longer than an hour or so

this post has been brought to you by me learning that gavin, barbara, and gus announcing that they’re leaving the rt podcast in the same episode earlier today

almost forgot to note that without the subreddit, the main way people found out gav and barb were leaving were a story from barb on instagram on the same day and from the rt twitter, which for some reason, was in the replies like a little footnote:

and now less than a week later, they announce that the podcast will be rt site-exclusive starting on the 19th, which is certainly... a choice........... 

The Least Intimidating bakery in the village has closed for good so now I’ve got to go to the Intimidating Bakery, it’s awful. If you don’t have a PhD in being French I don’t recommend going to that bakery, here’s the humiliating account of the 3 times I’ve visited it so far:

  • the first time I went in there I pointed at one of those extra-skinny baguettes and said “a flute, please” feeling pretty sure of myself, and the baker said “… that’s a ficelle” (you idiot) (was implied) “a flute is twice as large as a baguette.”
  • That’s insane, first of all, a flute is a skinny instrument. Call your fat baguette a bassoon, lady—I made some timid remark about how it would make more sense for a flute to be a skinny bread and the baker said, “In Paris it is. I thought you were from the South?”
  • oh, that hurt
  • I guess I’m from the part of the South that’s so close to Italy the bread’s waist size matters less than whether it’s got olives in it, but I left the bakery having an existential crisis over whether living in Paris had made me forget my roots
  • the Least Intimidating Bakery just had normal baguettes vs. seedy baguettes vs. horny baguettes (easy mode, some have seeds, some have horns), while the new bakery has breads that are only different on a molecular level—there’s a good old loaf and then another, identical loaf called a bastard? google told me a bastard is “halfway between a baguette and a bread” but denouncing them like “those are not regulation-sized bastards” would get me banned from the bakery for life
  • on my 2nd visit (while I stood in line discreetly googling baguette terminology) there was an English tourist who asked for a baguette while pointing at what was either a rustique or a sesame and I felt a bit worried for them, but the baker just clarified “this one?” to waive any responsibility if they found out later it wasn’t a classic baguette, then handed them the bread without educating them in a judgmental tone and I felt envious
  • I know it’s because she thinks the English are beyond saving but still it made me want to come back with a fake moustache and an English accent so I wouldn’t be expected to play bakery on expert mode just because I’m French. I asked for a pastry this time and the baker asked “no bread with that?” which felt cruel, like she wanted me to sprinkle myself with ashes and admit out loud that my level of bread proficiency isn’t as advanced as I once believed it was
  • The third time I went, I had lost all self-confidence and I hesitantly pointed at a bread and said “I’d like this, uh—what is it called?” and the baker looked at me in disbelief and said “That’s a baguette.”
  • God.
  • for the record, if that stupid bread had been flanked by a skinny bread (ficelle) and a fat one (flute) then yeah of course I would have known to call it a baguette, but in the absence of reference points I now felt lost and scared of being called a Parisian again
  • it’s hard to express the depth of my suffering so I’ll just let the facts speak for themselves: this morning a French person (me) stood in a French bakery in France surrounded by French people and pointed at a baguette and said “what is this called”