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young artist posting your work online, heed my warning. im holding your face so gently in my hands, you have to stop caring about numbers right now and start caring about making the weirdest and most self-indulgent art you possibly can

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#kid me used to vibe w/ Mr. Mint but now I know Lord Licorice is where its at #Plumpy radicalized me into accepting failiure at a young age

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April is “Autism Awareness Month”, so here are a few reminders for you to keep in mind:

Autism Speaks is a hate group.

The reasoning behind “Light It Up Blue” (that there are more autistic boys than girls) stems from a tendency in doctors to base their autism diagnoses on stereotypes and sometimes refuse to diagnose girls.

Most autistic people don’t want a “cure” for autism and don’t support Autism Speaks.

Autism Speaks has given abusive/ableist parents legitimacy by portraying autism as a terrifying, life-ruining affliction and sympathising with parents who have contemplated killing their children, or actually killed them.

The views of autistic people are more important in this topic than the views of our allistic family members and peers.

Autism is not a disease.

Very little (about 4%) of Autism Speaks’ proceeds go toward supporting autistic people. More of it goes toward catering.

Autism is not a tragedy.

What autistic people need is acceptance, not awareness. 

#To add on to this! #Autism Speaks uses the puzzle piece as their main logo/symbol #if you're trying to get diagnosed or seek resources from an “autism help” center and they have a puzzle piece as part of their brand #RUN #RUN FAST AND FAR

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eventually you realize you don’t want to die. you just don’t want to live the life you’re living. and slowly you try to create a life you want to live. just gotta start there.

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Something like this would be so colossally helpful. I'm sick and tired of trying to research specific clothing from any given culture and being met with either racist stereotypical costumes worn by yt people or ai generated garbage nonsense, and trying to be hyper specific with searches yields fuck all. Like I generally just cannot trust the legitimacy of most search results at this point. It's extremely frustrating. If there are good resources for this then they're buried deep under all the other bullshit, and idk where to start looking.

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I had the opportunity to put my BG3 Wild Magic Sorcerer Tav, Basil, in a DnD campaign, and I'm obsessed with how it's turning out so far.

It's a coming of age campaign set in my DM's homebrew world, so for story-telling purposes I made an AU of Basil who was born and raised in the central kingdom and regressed his age from 25-26 to 18. He still has Wild Magic however and much of his backstory is still the same, the only difference being that he hasn't gone through the character growth in BG3's world of course.

At the start of the campaign, Basil is still getting the hang of his Wild Magic. His mentor has taught him well so he maintains some control over his magic, but he's still prone to random surges. Alot of his inner turmoil stems from how, by nature, his magic is very difficult to control, and as a result it's caused the biggest grievances of his life. He's spent most of his life trying to prove himself and atone for what he considers to be his greatest mistake (he believes his Wild Magic surges come from a lack of self control so it's his own fault his life is in shambles.)

So imagine: You're a Wild Magic Sorcerer. You live in a kingdom where the Goddess of Chaos and all followers of her faith are banned, as decreed by the King himself. Your family disowned you after your brother fell victim to one of your Wild Magic surges. All your life you've been called a monster, a wrecker of havoc, accused to be a product of Chaos itself. You even start to believe it after a while.

However, once you turn 18, you go through the Kingdom's ritual of ascending to adulthood and are given the opportunity to prove yourself. You turn your back on your past, your mistakes, and you vow to look forward to the future. To change yourself for the better. To be seen as a hero. You're sent off to the equivalent of magic college with a few of the students of your mentor's friends, who you've gotten along with fine enough and hey, your mentor encouraged you to stick together so you might as well make friends with them. You can almost believe you're normal, for once.

Then you and your party get thrown into an initiation trial, forced to scavenge in the jungles of Pandora with nothing but your wits, your allies, and your survival skills. You run into a team of other students, and during the ensuing fight, you attempt to cast Magic Missle...

And a Wild Magic surge kicks in, resulting in a 5th level Fireball being cast on yourself, exploding you and everyone in the surrounding vicinity. Out of the five students you were fighting, four of them are caught in the explosion and die. You and one of your teammates barely survive. Were it not for the efforts of your other two party members, who were far enough away from the explosion to not be affected, you would have burned to death.

Your hopes, your ambitions, your opportunity to change... all of it comes crashing down. Because you had a Wild Magic surge. Because you allowed your Wild Magic to get out of control. Because you couldn't keep calm.

Now it's all the others know you for. You get accosted by the surviving rival student for killing the rest of her team. One of your own teammates calls you a "bomb waiting to go off." Your entire group keeps clear of you in battle, lest they get caught in another Wild Magic surge.

You were a fool to get your hopes up. But at least it's nothing you're not used to. You even manage to survive and start attending classes, like a normal student again.

During one of your class field trips to the deep wilderness, you and your party come across some goblins camping out in the crypt of an ancient King. Your professor tasks you with clearing the goblins out, with extra credit if you can get it done fast.

You suggest talking to the goblins first. You see yourself in them a little too much, a little too close for comfort. But your teammates shoot you down immediately. The only good goblin is a dead one. It discourages you, but you don't have much of a choice but to follow along.

You end up clearing out the goblins by killing them all. Even in the midst of battle, you're able to keep a hold of your powers. There's only a couple surges, but they help you and your party out rather than hinder them. You finally feel useful. You even help find a treasure trove in the King's crypt, with powerful magical items and artifacts that can aid you and your team.

Then one of your teammates gives you one of the treasures: a pair of Dimensional Shackles. He suggests you keep a hold of them, to prevent you from blipping off into the Astral Plane. He means it jokingly, you know, but you don't take it that way.

Because a similar pair has been put on you before. After that one Wild Magic surge that took your brother away all those years ago. The one that ruined your entire life.

A thought plants itself into your mind. A seed that starts to grow. A question:

When no matter what you do, everyone will always view you as a monster...

What's the point of trying to prove them otherwise?

Why do you continue to lie to yourself and deny your true nature?

You were always defined by your magic. Maybe you should show them all what your magic can really do.

Anyway, I adore my poor Basil boy and I'm absolutely looking forward to seeing how this campaign will shape him >:3c

#leo thunks #dnd #dungeons and dragons #dnd oc #bg3 tav #angst #i'm so excited to see where this goes you guys you have no idea

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at some point you have to realize that you actually have to read to understand the nuance of anything. we as a society are obsessed with summarization, likely as a result of the speed demanded by capital. from headlines to social media (twitter being especially egregious with the character limit), people take in fragments of knowledge and run with them, twisting their meaning into a kaleidoscope that dilutes the message into nothing. yes, brevity is good, but sometimes the message, even when communicated with utmost brevity, requires a 300 page book. sorry.

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[repeating to myself in the mirror] it is fine to write serviceable workaday sentences. not all of them have to be the God-King of Sentences, beautiful in structure, deft in word choice, gilded in metaphor, etc. sometimes a guy has to get from one side of a room to the other.

#GOD THIS IS ME #sometimes i'll struggle to jot down a specific part and then just cobble something simple together #it doesnt always have to be a masterpiece sometimes it just has to be a way to get to the REALLY good bits

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being a writer is so embarrassing sometimes like awww no my feelings got hurt guess i'll go make up 90,000 words about it. ugh

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if my kids were like “i cant draw. i’m just gonna make ai art” i would be like shut the fuck up and pick up the pencil u are gna draw some one eyed anime bitches with their hands behind their backs

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something they don’t tell you about being autistic is that every character you write WILL end up autistic/autistic-coded whether you like it or not

#every character i write now ends up being autistic aro/ace trans or all of the above #definitely queer in some way #i dont make the rules thats just how it works out

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you are personally and directly hit by a bus¹ and isekai-ed, via resurrection, into the body of the main character your most recent WIP

reblog and tell me: on a scale of 1–10, how screwed are you right now?

¹ this is, transparently, a plot device, so if you are about to tell me "joke's on you, I never leave my fifteenth floor apartment!" then you may rest assured it will have tremendous comedic value when the bus is launched into the sky and crashes through your apartment wall to flatten you anyway

#literally becoming my wild magic sorcerer Tav from BG3 #it would be so funny but I would die multiple times #good thing theres revivify in this world

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The ink bottle lying on your desk... begins to crawl away..???

#looooove this!! #snails made out of different substances is one of my fav things