As An Optimist I Dream Of A Beautiful World Where People Are Fucking Normal About Aromanticism

All my writing has felt so rough recently, and I don't know if it's like I'm just getting harsher in judging it, or the way I write has changed and I don't like it as much, or I'm just straight-up getting worse.

I mean, I'm gonna keep going, because I've got a story to tell and I wanna tell it, and I'm not just going to stop part way- and chances are, even if I don't get any better, there's still gonna be some parts in there that I'm really proud of writing, but, still. Feels bad, man :(

May I offer you some Gale memes in this trying time.

people are so weird about lae’zel srsly. this woman is so Good i truly do not understand the majority of takes

like shadowheart mentions she’s half-elf once and lae’zel is like ok noted for the next time and doesnt get it wrong again

gale mentions how he’s impressed by her fighting and she immediately offers to teach him

she also answers any and all questions about the celestial realm and mindflayers that EVERYONE in the party asks her

she is the ONLY one with any experience and hands on knowledge about what the party is going thru but will still defer to the leader and help. for all she knows, they will literally be cured immediately if they find the creche but she still sticks around these fucking weirdoes because they ask her to

never speak bad about lae’zel in my presence EVER

He folded his arms so funny that I wanted to think of something to go with it

tinnitus is so stupid. what u mean eeeEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeEeeee!!!!!!!!! like girl shut up.

beastly thing

🧶 BTW, Durgey is not very good at choosing colors.

Friend made a joke that needed to be drawn out.

i love counterspell. "i cast fireball!" no you dont

"came back wrong" what about Came Back Afraid. You used to be brave. Too brave maybe, defying the odds at every turn, a fighter, cocky, playing with fire, first to throw yourself at the enemy. Until one day it all caught up to you. You came back, somehow, but now you know all too intimately how it feels to lose, to die, to be destroyed. Now you flinch and freeze and cower at the slightest provocation. Who even are you now if you can't be brave? The grave may have let you go, but the mortal fear still grips you tighter than ever.