homesickness
ANTI-CAPITALIST AFFIRMATIONS
i am allowed to spend my time creating things, even if they are not beautiful.
there is no such thing as a "real job." all forms of work are real and valid.
there is nothing that i need to accomplish to be worthy. i am already worthy.
doing nothing is good for my soul.
i am not defined by what i produce.
my worth cannot be measured by my paycheck, my job title, or a list of professional or academic achievements.
i do not need to monetize my hobbies, it is enough to spend time doing something i love.
i will not let society decide what success looks like. i can define what successful life looks like for me.
Me: damn this situation I'm in sure isn't ideal, what am I gonna do about this
Suicidal Ideation Man who lives in my brain: perhaps I have a suggestion ☝️🤓
"Darling!"
"...darling?"
Just uncovered this recording from early access that Scratch desperately wanted to be a part of.
Me as a fanfic writer
The current mood
Now, planning my own post-game narrative without the structure of the game as a guide may be tricky to make complete and satisfying but, honestly, I am just so glad to be out of realm of writing Act 3 that I barely even feel it.
Act 3 is definitely my least favourite in a lot of ways, especially when it comes to trying to make a narrative out of it. There's so much going on that it just feels impossible to cover it all, so I had to resort to time skips and just covering the bits that'll be relevant later for my own sanity, but then it felt like I was glossing over things and worrying that would make everything feel all disjointed and, ugh.
And act 3 is so loud as well, I got so overstimulated all the time, there's all these people endlessly milling about everywhere and everyone's talking constantly - and those bloody magicians outside Sorcerous Sundries, oh my god, don't even get me started. That's probably why I like Act 2 so much, come to think of it. It's nice and dark and quiet out there, there's no one around but you and your friends unless you intentionally go to a population centre like Last Light. I find it very soothing for an area that was definitely intended to be horrific.
So, yeah, glad to be out of there.
Anyway, back to planning.
lunara probably told her this... nobody say ANYTHING.
(clean version under cut)
I write BG3 fanfic about having a bad time and learning to carry on anyway! It's good fun! And also devastating!
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