#me at least

[metiredlr]

Dgm fans when the canon angst keeps getting worse while giving out more theory material

[literaphobe]

just started forcing @isabugs to play gamepigeon with me now no one’s productive 😍

[anulithots]

Life is short, they said, so live it to the fullest, enjoy every moment, never regret a thing, and end it full of happy memories.

How could it be that simple?

My life cycled, all that happiness, meant to be spread out over the course of my life, concentrated itself into short bursts. It was wonderous, to love something and everything so much that it hurt. Surely, this was that sort of magic I felt in fiction, or in those rare moments where I actually see - usually outside and when there's trees around.

It left. Happiness so strong and I gripped it as tight as I could, clung to it as it thinned and stretched and strained, before it was too much, and I let go.

My hands were raw, throbbing, (clutching happiness really does a number on your internal world), yet that pain didn't compare to the void. The nothingness, churning at the base of neck, sparking, sending ripples down my spine.

Before the numbness, the nothing that weighed so heavy on my head, which didn't work so well anymore.

It didn't make any sense, all the wonders were still there, everything I should be enjoying is still there, where's the happiness?

(Wasting time, wasting life, I'll never get this back again, what a waste, I should be doing something, I should be happy, happy, happy and life only goes downhill because when you're adult you have too many responsibilities to be happy so I needed to be happy now and I wasn't and that was so strange because children were supposed to be happy, happy, happy.)

And thus begins the journey to try and fix myself - because nothing with the outside world was wrong - and maybe if I'm right, if I'm like the happy ones, then it'll be like the stories, I'll give myself a happy ending.

Weird, it appears that other's happy endings involves being scheduled and productive and having achievements and waking up early and there's nothing about what to do when your brain isn't doing simple, simple things.

Weird, I wanted to play outside more, I wanted to bring my siblings and play forest games like we used to, I wanted to make fairy gardens and paint watercolor leaves and learn biology and write fanficition about it and watch anime and stay up very very late to watch the moon and find patchworks of mosses and clovers and take pictures of them, perhaps put captions along them, I wanted to make stickers and make a thousand pom-poms with googly eyes and give them to strangers and write poetry and be a witch and write an epic story and stare at the clouds for hours, doing absolutely nothing. THAT'S what I had trouble doing, that's what you're supposed to show me how to do, to make me happy all the time so I can do the things I love and never feel off ever again.

But I feel off and wrong, for so so long and it's... weird.

Because there's a weird world in my head, and a weird way it makes me see the world, especially since I've stopped trying to give myself a happy ending.

I've let myself, wander, not clinging to that happiness, and it's... quite freeing, actually, when I don't need to be happy to live my life.

[thefuturewithoutus]

i think a perfect ending for my own personal vision of reani three would be another takeout death scene except it's both herbert and dan faking their own deaths while we the viewer know they made a break for it and are back on their bullshit somewhere else

[bitchfitch]

writing advice for characters with a missing eye: dear God does losing an eyes function fuck up your neck. Ever since mine crapped out I've been slowly and unconsciously shifting towards holding my head at an angle to put the good eye closer to the center. and human necks. are not meant to accommodate that sorta thing.

[reasonsforhope]

By the way, you can improve your executive function. You can literally build it like a muscle.

Yes, even if you're neurodivergent. I don't have ADHD, but it is allegedly a thing with ADHD as well. And I am autistic, and after a bunch of nerve damage (severe enough that I was basically housebound for 6 months), I had to completely rebuild my ability to get my brain to Do Things from what felt like nearly scratch.

This is specifically from ADDitude magazine, so written specifically for ADHD (and while focused in large part on kids, also definitely includes adults and adult activities):

Here's a link on this for autism (though as an editor wow did that title need an editor lol):

Resources on this aren't great because they're mainly aimed at neurotypical therapists or parents of neurdivergent children. There's worksheets you can do that help a lot too or thought work you can do to sort of build the neuro-infrastructure for tasks.

But a lot of the stuff is just like. fun. Pulling from both the first article and my own experience:

Play games or video games where you have to make a lot of decisions. Literally go make a ton of picrews or do online dress-up dolls if you like. It helped me.

Art, especially forms of art that require patience, planning ahead, or in contrast improvisation

Listening to longform storytelling without visuals, e.g. just listening regularly to audiobooks or narrative podcasts, etc.

Meditation

Martial arts

Sports in general

Board games like chess or Catan (I actually found a big list of what board games are good for building what executive functioning skills here)

Woodworking

Cooking

If you're bad at time management play games or video games with a bunch of timers

Things can be easier. You might always have a disability around this (I certainly always will), but it can be easier. You do not have to be this stuck forever.

[kochei0]

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

[thelaurenshippen]

watching bridgerton and obviously there were a lot of things wrong with the way socializing has worked in the past, but honestly the idea of a "calling hour" is so appealing. office hours for friendship. you can show up unannounced at my home between 1 and 3pm. you must leave by 3pm. I may give you a pastry. lets bring that back

[bamsara]

"youve already written that trope" yesss. i like it a lots. i will be writing it again. 1000 stories of the same trope over and over again for ten million years

[taffy-glitch]

it should be illegal to put ads in apps or sites for solitaire or picross or sudoku tbh. playing classic puzzle games uninterrupted needs to be a HUMAN RIGHT

[hinamie]

trick or treat!

[inbabylontheywept]

I was walking out of the Walmart today, and a car passed me, and I got this incredibly vivid impression. It wasn't really in words, but if I had to put it into words, the two key points would be

a). I needed to watch that car and

b). That I needed to be careful, because the driver of the car was a massive bitch.

It kind of took me by surprise, because I really had no reason to be beefing with that car, and I also hadn't really had an impression like that since I was religious, which was in my teen years. Right? It'd been a decade since I had a little voice whisper in my ear, and I'd basically written it off as nonsense.

Anyway, I watched the car, because The Spirits or whatever were very insistent that I did. Car drove fine, went into the parking spot, inched forward, and right when it should've just stopped, the driver gunned it for some reason and it ran into the curb and cracked its bumper.

So, the driver got out, and she went to the front of the car to check that yes, she had cracked her bumper, and then she turned to look at me. The parking lot wasn't empty, but we were the only two people standing in that row, and I'd probably been staring at her for tenish seconds now.

She demanded very angrily to know why I hadn't warned her of the curb. And I could have said I didn't know you were about to gun it or is it my job to help every stranger park, or even could you have even heard me, inside your car?

And all of those would have been fine, but I was really, really busy digesting that I had somehow communed with Mormon Jesus again for the first time in fifteen years, and that the communion had mostly been there to let me watch someone park badly (?), so what I responded with was:

"Because it was foretold."

And I can't tell which would be funnier, if she went silent because there's not much to be said to that, or if she went silent because in Utah, she might actually believe me, but we parted ways without more words.

I'm still kind of digesting this myself, actually.

[eastgaysian]

[crowkip]

yeehaw, baby!

[willowparkfanclub]

zeus is so bold commenting on poseidon having a forbidden kid as if he doesn't have TWO: one who is currently a tree and the other who's being raised by wolves. be serious

[nelsaqift]

i hope they explode