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wip wednesday

Thank you @nirikeehan and @theluckywizard for the tags last week!! I am tagging you back and also @junkbabelna and @rowanisawriter if you have anything you want to share :))

I'm playing Fields of Mistria and have suddenly been seized with Celine and Balor ideas, so:

He extends his palm; in it lies an ornate key that’s carved of wood.

“It reminded me of you,” he says.

“How much?” she asks, and he laughs.

“Can’t fool the shopkeeper’s daughter,” he murmurs. “How much would you pay for a key that doesn’t lead anywhere?”

Functionally useless, she thinks. She wishes she could stop thinking for once. It’s a beautiful night out. Balor looks beautiful, too, in the soft light coming from her parlor. His palm dips a little, and she moves to take the key. His smile grows.

“Good night, Celine,” he says, before he turns and takes the steps down. The wood barely creaks under his light tread. Her dad offered to fix it, but she likes knowing if something's coming. She doesn't want to think what. Except Balor, who barely makes a sound, free to come and go as much as he’d like. She watches his cloaked back disappear up the trail, all of her slack and leaned up against the heavy wood of her door. She closes her eyes and lets the breeze ruffle her hair, her clothes. 

She slips into her bed and tries not to think about his little caravan, parked across the road, nor about Balor himself in his own room, maybe sitting on the bed, peeling off his stockings and his cloak. She likes this image, him in his bare feet, all alone. Familiar, and therefore safe. 

i hate this weird trend in fandom where subtext is seen as a Bad Thing and is only done if the creators are too cowardly to commit to showing something. i hate to break it to you but nuance and layers are what make stories interesting, if you have no subtext then you have a very flat story

Precious man (not in black!) sighted ❤ (x,x)

Neil Gaiman: Hi, I'm Neil Gaiman. I'm wearing the first red T-shirt I've worn since 1987. Because I'm a member of the WGA. I'm on strike. I care so much for the things that I've written but I'm out here right now not working and here until we get a good contract because I care about the future of the WGA, the future of young writers. I want a world in which no AI writes scripts or attempts to. I want a world in which young writers get to learn how to make television. And I want a world in which we are fairly compensated for the things that we put up on streaming.

at my wedding yes i will have a maid of honour but why stop there. ill give all my maids titles. we will have a maid of hope. a maid of horror. a maid of horticulture. a maid of harm. a maid of healing. and of course. a maid of hogs

Can you imagine suing Boeing and coming home to find Boeing's faulty plane parts washed up in your backyard?

the original got flagged with no way to appeal it when every contributor is deactivated but I will never let this post die. it's monday and we are getting on it cunts

Yes. Have YOU considered that sometimes working on hard things is both necessary and worthwhile?

AI disturbance overlays for those who don't have Ibis paint premium. found them on tiktok

"I'M BAGGIN' THIS WITCH!"