“Listen, there are forty-one books in this series that’s been going since the 80′s, so it’s going to be a little daunting! Luckily there are at least forty-one approaches to the reading order, so you’ve got options! Just…don’t start with The Color of Magic, for god’s sake. I mean, theoretically, yes, you could read them in order but hell, who would want to? Start with Guards! Guards!, he’s got the hang of the thing by then. Personally, I read them using this chart!”
At which point they’ll pull out this lovingly made infographic that probably has sodding footnotes to boot, they’re so goshdarn helpful about it, when honestly, none of us really care which order you read them in, as long as you read them somehow.
Just…don’t judge the series by The Light Fantastic, wait to read that one after you’ve finished Soul Music or something and feel brave enough to go back. Seriously, the first few books aren’t BAD or anything, but they’re like comparing a sketch in Leonardo’s notebook to The Last Supper.
Discworld fandom gatekeepers do gatekeeping about as well as Ankh-Morpork does. We just let you in, and before you’ve turned around twice you’ve spent all your money and live here, and for all intents and purposes you’re one of us.
dAY 36259458 and i’m still wondering how we got to the point in this fandom where yang is the smooth one and blake is the disaster like it’s Literally the opposite. i mean they’re both disasters and yang has the tendency to be disarmingly sincere and sweet when she’s not meaning to be, but if they’re both Trying then blake wins. every time. because yang is a dweeb. thanks for coming to my ted talk
I think one of the worst things about being a girl who likes girls is that men always assume you share their male gaze. When I see a pretty girl I’m imagining what it’d be like to hold her hand and kiss her, not hoping a gust of wind blows her skirt up. I don’t plan my outings based on which place has the hottest girls. I don’t find it appropriate to make lewd comments about women. Just because I like girls doesn’t mean I like to disrespect them or prey on them the way you do.
me, an aged monarch lounging on my fur-strewn throne, gesturing for my servant to bring me my monacle: Bring them here! Bring them here, I say. Let me look at them.
guards: *drag the unwitting blog before me*
me, peering intently at the new blog and poking them with my scepter: Is this a real person? Hmm? What have you to say for yourself? What are your fandoms? Your interests? Speak up, these old ears aren’t what they used to be.
guards, tentatively: they do seem to be a real person, sire. We found them in possession of several memes and a fandom rant.
me, subsiding back into my sumptuous furs and waving them away: most extraordinary. It has been an age since there was a real person, but just as well, the dungeons have been overflowing with those tacky pornbots. This newcomer may remain in my domain. Make them welcome. And fetch me a quill! I feel a ficlet coming on…
every time Ahsoka does something Extra™, I go “ah, there she is, the Princess of Extra™, Eldest Daughter of Anakin Skywalker, the King of Extra™ himself,”
I have decided that Darth Vader doesn’t actually rescue his son because he experiences a sudden powerful call to the Light
rather, overthrowing all his old allegiances at the absolute last moment and sacrificing his life to save his son by destroying his shrieking wizard master in a storm of lightning and blue flame is the most dramatic thing he could possibly do in that situation
and if there’s one thing truly left of Anakin Skywalker, it’s his instinctual drive to do the most dramatic thing possible at all times
little known fact, once you are older & no longer in school, time stops being real. did that thing happen one year ago? two? five? a few months ago? who knows.
Why are people in movies always falling in love via longing gazes and somber, serious interactions? You don’t seem to be having fun at all. I don’t think you will be happy together considering you look like you’re at a funeral the entire time you’re sharing screen time!
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