Writing A Story Is So Much Harder Than Drawing It Honestly I Don’t Know How Authors Do It

this is how i cope

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Happy Trans Day of Visibility 2021! This year, we celebrate Trans Week of Action and work against dangerous transphobic legislation progressing all over the U.S.

C. : "we haven’t finished the book.."

A. : "what book?"

C. : "the one u read at the park last month.."

A. : "aww do you want to go out and continue reading it?"

C. : "…yeh.."

Bonus

Bill Nye for most of his career: Imma do science for kids. Science without politics. Nice, tame science for the kiddos.

Bill Nye now:

Random, but a really handy way to make things seem creepy or wrong in horror is to make them incongruously neat or clean:

In the middle of a horrific battlefield, you find one corpse laid aside neatly, straightened and arranged, its arms crossed neatly across its chest

As you walk through the garden, you gradually realise that the oddness you’ve been noticing about the trees is that they are all perfectly symmetrical

As you move through the abandoned house, you realise that suddenly that there’s no dust in this room, no dirt or cobwebs

You hear hideous noises coming from behind a locked door, screams and pleas, and visceral sounds of violence. When you manage to break down the door, there is no one there, and the room is perfectly spotless

In the middle of a horrific battlefield, a hollow full of churned mud and blood, you find five corpses cleanly dismembered, each set of limbs or parts neatly laid out in their own little row

You witness a murder, a brutal, grisly killing that carpets the area in blood. When you return in a blind panic with the authorities, the scene is completely clean, and no amount of examination can find even a drop of blood

You run through the night and the woods with a comrade, pulling each other through leaves and twigs and mud as you scramble desperately towards freedom. When you finally emerge from the forest, in the grey light of dawn, you turn to your companion in relief, and notice that their clothes are somehow perfectly clean

You hand a glass of water to your suspect, talking casually the whole while, and watch with satisfaction as they take it in their bare hand and take a drink. There’ll be a decent set of prints to run from that later. Except there isn’t. There are no prints at all. As if nothing ever touched the glass

You browse idly through your host’s catalogue, and stop, and pay much more attention, when you realise that several items on a dry list of acquisitions are ones you’ve seen before, and it slowly dawns on you that each neat little object and number in this neat little book are things that belong (belonged?) to people you know

Neatness, particularly incongruous neatness, neatness where you expect violence or imperfection or abandonment, or neatness that you belatedly realise was hiding violence, or neatness that is imposed over violence, is incredibly scary. Because neatness is not a natural thing. Neatness requires some active force to have come through and made it so. Neatness implies that the world around you is being arranged, maybe to hide things, to disguise things, to make you doubt your senses, or else simply according to something else’s desires. Neatness is active and artificial. Neatness puts things, maybe even people, into neat little boxes according to something else’s ideals, and that’s terrifying as well. Being objectified. Being asked to fit categories that you’re not sure you can fit, and wondering what will happen to the bits of you that don’t.

Neatness, essentially, says that something else is here. Neatness where there should be chaos says that either something came and changed things, or that what you’re seeing now or what you saw then is not real. Neatness alongside violence says that something came through here for whom violence did not mean the same thing as it does to you.

Neatness, in the right context, in the right place, can be very, very scary

And fun

I spend 5 hours on the train last day.  Great sunny day outside and very old golden retriever in the luggage area ♥

😇💘👿

things that never fail to bring me unbridled joy: when characters in su spontaneously do a goofy ass walk cycle

Hobie def babysits her and dresses her in punk clothes lol

sometimes you just gotta forget what society says and push away the haters and do what you love no matter what!

As a trans man, I’ve grown up pretty much controlled by my dysphoria. I wouldn’t touch anything that made me seem less “manly”. I forced myself to give up hobbies and interests and all sorts of things… but after a couple years it got really exhausting… I didn’t want to force myself to act like a cis man x100 just to be treated like a normal person. If a cis guy can like feminine or non-traditionally-masculine things, why can I? Ever since I started thinking that, I started being way more comfortable with myself. I still do things to pass as a guy though, and I still dress very masculine since that is how i am most comfortable. But I won’t let my dysphoria control me so much anymore, and I think that’s an important lesson a lot of trans guys need to hear. Do what makes you happy!! Be proud of who you are!!!

anyway, I made this comic/doodle compilation bc I headcanon a lot of characters as trans like lemmy and roy. it’s mostly a lot of self projecting but…… yeah. I tried to show the Trans Experience with this comic. Ngl, dysphoria got me down a lot when i was younger… the only thing that kept me going was support from my family, and I can imagine the koopalings doing the same. Being trans isn’t just a miserable experience though, I have felt so happy finding who I am and finding people who support me. It’s so amazing and I’m so proud of every trans person out there!

dont tag as ship. also please remember this is just all headcanons