"just write the story you want to read!" they said. well, guess what, now i have 14 unfinished drafts because apparently, i want to read 14 different stories at once.

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.

other things I'm bitching about but which could still be useful as writing advice for 1 eyed characters:

2. they're going to favor their sighted side, obviously, but it doesn't always manifest in the way you think. when I walk down a hall I walk much closer to the wall on my sighted side than on my blind side. which is the opposite of how it might seem logical to do that bc it means the world at large is on your bad side, but the reason is I can't fucking See the wall if it's right next to me in the blind side and I end up knocking into it.

3. door frames and poles are my enemy. If your character is smart this will not be a problem but for me it is. I am King of walking into shit I could absolutely see but couldn't tell how far away from me it was. on this note, their blind side hand is getting bashed into every jutting out thing in a 5 mile radius.

4. having 0 depth perception is less of a big deal than you'd think it is. Especially with driving. I've become a Much safer and more wary driver because I can't tell how far the other cars are from me. however I fucking suck at parking now. because I can't tell how far the lines are from me either.

5. you know how people who lose limbs get phantom pains? that happens with eyes too but like. phantom sights. for me it's like. a lot of bugs. like every so often my brain will just put something suddenly skittering beside me there. hate that.

6. it is completely possible to "get stuck" somewhere because your ability to tell how wide a space is is just Gone. shopping isles especially where bumping something or Someone is matter of embarrassment or potentially breaking something. it can be legitimately paralyzing and also irritate everyone around you because they can tell there is Plenty of space for you to get your cart through even if you can't.

7. if the eye is still in their skull it can still be the normal kind of painful. Glares off of shiny surfaces causing weird sharp pains you can't figure out the cause of are genuinely one of gods greatest tests of my patience.

*in a Situation* okay which blorbo can I use to get through this

in our dragon age D&D campaign my warden cian has adopted a kid in the process of turning into a darkspawn shriek. the kid is pretty adamant we go and see his (brood)mother, and he's becoming increasingly difficult to wrangle.

the rest of the party is strongly advocating for a mercy kill. unfortunately that's the thing cian is sensitive about 😬

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love the type of male character that is just a losing dog

The Seeker's Prayer

Here is my story for the @inklings-challenge 2024! This story is from a universe that I've been thinking about for a long time, but haven't had a chance to write in yet!

Team: Lewis Genre: Space Travel Themes: Instruct the ignorant/Pray for living and dead Word Count: 3,229 [PART 1] | 3,839 [PART 2]

PART 1

Zavion stared listlessly at the datapad in his hand as the Reva class shuttle bumped and shuddered its way down through the atmosphere to the planet below. Shoulders hunched, he did not make eye contact with the shuttle’s only other occupant. Instead, he fingered the star-shaped pendant that hung on a heavy silver chain around his neck. Members of the Order of the Emissary were supposed to be ever welcoming, ready to usher all cultures and species into the embrace of the Empire. Today, Zavion could not even muster a smile of greeting for his fellow emissary, probably another newly ordained with the same bad luck as himself. Who could possibly want their first assignment to be to a backwater planet of archivists?

having brain rot about your own TTRPG character is so embarrassing. yes i love her and i think about her all day and i’ll take any excuse to talk about her. no, there’s no book or anything for you to read. she’s my emotional support rogue. she’s my fidget toy. i wish you could meet her. i made her up inside my head.

I don’t care how contrived it is. I will always enjoy two characters who don’t like each other somehow getting trapped in the same place, and having to work together to escape, while at the same time growing closer and learning that maybe, the other person isn’t so bad after all.

The Swing, 1767 by Jean-Honoré Fragonard / "I Hate it Here" by Taylor Swift

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woah this character is so cool i wish they were covered in blood their whole body trembling with a look of absolute horror on their face as theyre struggling to breathe in panic