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Wow, you draw Mia from Ace Attorney so well!! Thank you for sharing! 😭
im glad u like her my bestie have one more mia on the house
I actually said to my bestie last night, "if Capcom was smart they'd port Ghost Trick to the Switch", AND THEN TODAY HAPPENED WOOOOOO WELCOME BACK GHOST TRICK!!!
hey cf/antinatalism folks, Stop Having Kids is trying to help a university student do a study on childfree couples! I don’t meet the study’s criteria (queer and aro lol), but someone else might?? spread this post to help get some respectful scientific study attention for our subculture!
Every time I'm around mosquitoes I start thinking about how people made the entirely correct connection between places with a lot of temperate stagnant water and the spread of malaria, but didn't quite connect all the dots - this place has stagnant water, this place has people getting sick with this same illness. Clearly it's the stinky water causing this, maybe it smells bad and the bad air is causing this. It's unhealthy to breathe the outdoor air at night, people who are out at night or don't shutter their windows tightly when the sun goes down are more likely to get sick because the bad air gets in.
The missing middle part was mosquitoes. Mosquitoes breed in standing water, and mosquitoes spread malaria.
I think this kind of thing would make a fun worldbuilding exercise. Have something in your world that does function the way people think it does, but they're completely wrong about why that happens. Or they've gotten the right connection, but backwards.
Holy rites that ward off evil but the Pure Substance is actually just antibacterial. Birds whose call is an omen of an approaching dragon, but these birds actually just have some symbiotic relationship with them. Half-elves that seem predestined to turn to dabbling with dark and lethal magic, but actually they just have a stronger tolerance of The Thing That Kills You due to hybrid vigour. Everyone knows that tigers never attack holy women because of a pact between their gods, but actually it's because a tiger is an ambush predator and the priestesses' headwear vaguely resembles a human face from the back, and the tigers can't quite tell whether she's facing away or towards them.
Mia went to college and Immediately started struggling. Because while the Fey's had educated her a great deal they were happy to neglect anything that didn't fit there bubble of a world. She asked what world war two was and got Screamed at for being a ww2 denier, because who Hasn't heard of it?
She spends Hours on top of her already overwhelming schoolwork studying all the 'basics' they never taught. (Or blatantly taught wrong) she goes to a party with lots of alcohol and a room thick with weed smoke and one guy puffing out rings like he's motherfucking Gandalf (a reference she does not yet understand) says "you were in a cult man."
She was in a cult.
Mia gifts Maya some accurate history and science books. Maya, who wants her sisters approval and attention SO bad devouring them and relaying everything she's learned. It makes her feel so nice that Mia calls her every week and pays such close attention- asks questions and clarifications and everything! - despite how busy she is.
Meanwhile Mia's taking desperate notes to Maya's impromptu lectures because she will NOT be seen as a uninformed hick again. She's Mia fucking Fey goddamn it.
When it feels like writing is impossible but you really really want to write anyway, just skip the bits that don't inspire. Write 15 openings of scenes and nothing else. Write that one emotional conversation with only the dialogue like a script. Write that one emotional conversation with none of the dialogue.
Be so self-indulgent you almost feel over-indulged by the end.
Sometimes you're torn between wanting to write but not having the spoons to actually do writing proper. So don't do it properly.
The only thing I can say about writing right now is that you don’t need to polish or even finish everything you write. Unfinished works hold value just as intrinsically as finished ones; if finishing a project holds no appeal, move on. Maybe one day you’ll return to it, find an idea to nurture and raise. Maybe you’ll never look at it again, but the words were still written. The sentences were crafted. This unfinished thing is a sketch, then, forgotten in the depths of your sketchbook; why should we hold writers to different standards than other artists? Play around and have fun. Finish projects if you want to; move on if you don’t. Don’t guilt yourself over something with no moral bearing. Just write.