Why are flys always rubbing their hands together like is malicious or is like mmm this is a good meal WHICH IS IT????
So here’s a fun story about me. I’ve stopped going to school and I really should be in school. For context I was in the psych ward until a few weeks ago and then my mandatory therapy decided I should not be in school because it was having an impact on my health and my parents agreed
Fair enough but now I’m a bit stuck bc it is now a very real possibility that I walk out of year 11 with no exams and that’s actually terrifying so today I started drawing and I didn’t stop until I was done. And that’s why this piece exists.
[Bucky in the kitchen making cereal at 2 am]
Bucky: yEAAAAAAAH I WANNA DANCE WITH SOMEBODYYY
Steve: *walks in sleepily*
Bucky: I WANNA FEEL THE ʰᵉᵃᵗ WITH SOMEBODYYY
Steve: Bucky?
Bucky: ...shit.
The urge to bother my mutuals
Just finished a piece for someone I know on a minecraft realm, had a bit of an artists block before that so this gave me a great prompt to work off,
Okay, but like—imagine with me here:
It’s Mabel and Dipper’s 21st birthday, and as a celebration Stan and Ford take them to a interdiemensional bar that just ABOSOLUTELY HUGE and it’s a bar that exists inbetween universes, so in the bar that night of Dipper’s birthday—
There’s a ton fuck of Dippers there.
Turns out, they rented the entire place out.
There’s a bunch of them from different AUs—Monster Falls, Transcendence AU, Fight Falls, Reverse Falls, Zero Gravity, even a few of the Dipper’s from the fanfics the fandom makes. Some of them are monster hunters, leaders of the criminal underworld, interdiemensional backpackers, professors—and they’re all just drinking.
To the surprise, shock, confusion and horror of the Canon Pines, they’re all talking about Bill and complaining about their Pines families.
Like—
“But why is Bill so hot though?”
“I dunno man, ask Mr. I-Was-A-Triangle.”
“But why was he a triangle in your universe?”
“Beggars can’t be choosers y’know.”
“Maybe it’s the freedom and chaotic appeal. Beats our families.”
“Oh yeah, they’re pieces of shit. Like all the times Ford looked down on me—“
“When Stan used me for a money schemes—“
“And all the times Mabel just left us for fucking dead.”
“Yeah, what were we thinking? That asshole literally almost threw the entire Multiverse into chaos, just for another day of summer, that little—“
“I, for one, enjoy the chaos.”
“Yeah, yeah, we get it, you insane maniacal bitch. You like Weirdmageddon. Stop with the torture stories dude. I’m trying to drink my problems away here, not gain more.”
“Let’s just be glad we all left those losers for Bill!”
“And Wirt!”
“And whoever the fuck Wirt is! Here’s to fucking our families over!”
“And pulling our heads out of our asses!”
“Cheer—“
“What in the actual fuck?”
All the Dippers just turn to see the Canons and they’re all like—
“Well if isn’t the straight, bitchy loser of the group!”
“Ugh, and he’s still hanging with them.”
“LETS ALL POINT AND LAUGH AT HIM!” (And yes, that was probably Alcor).
The Canon Pines get called out for their bullshit, Dipper gets explained the messy batshit the fandom calls Billdip (and Pinescone/Cipher Pinescone) and meanwhile, in another room of the bar—
There’s just the Bills and Wirts from the Dippers’ universes.
Most of the Wirts are having civil conversations and making small talk and comparing universes.
The Bills, on the other hand, are literally congratulating and patting themselves on the back for being so hot and amazing and getting Pine Tree (and Music Note/Pilgrim, in some cases). Like—
“Ah yes, we’re so amazing.”
“And hot.”
“And we have great personalities.”
“And Pine Tree is ours.”
“And Music Note.”
“Ah, we’re so great.”
“Here’s to our beautiful, legendary asses.”
“Cheers!”
When writing speculative fiction, one of the writer’s most important jobs is to establish the new rules for their world. In many branches of speculative fiction, especially fantasy and even horror, this is magic, though it can also be technology and alternate scientific rules for science fiction. Whatever alternate fact(s) or reality you utilize to make your fictional world possible, that qualifies as a “magic system.” Your magic system is most often defined by what it can’t do rather than by what it can.
When writing speculative fiction, it’s usually assumed that something about your world is different than ours. That can be a small tweak or it can be a complete dismantle-and-reassembly of physics as we understand it. Whatever system you choose to implement, it needs to have internally consistent rules. If, throughout the course of your book, magics begin to contradict each other, then it will disturb your readers suspension of disbelief. You don’t want your awesome magic to yank your readers from the believability of the story. But…most important of all…you have to establish some sort of rules and limits in order to prevent yourself from pulling a deus ex machina. No one likes a poorly executed deus ex machina. Few people like a well executed one (is there such a thing?). If you have rules, limits, cost, built into the magic or technology of your world, then you establish something that is not only nuanced and interesting, but believable.
Why write speculative fiction if I have to create and follow all of these tedious rules?! The real world has rules enough.
It’s true. But following your own rules and following real worlds aren’t the same thing. Lots of you have probably heard the little saying, “Give your world a Flux Capacitor.” If you think about it, Back to the Future’s Flux Capacitor doesn’t make a lot of sense. It’s not explained. But we accept it because it’s magic. And when Doc says, “Here’s this thing. It makes time travel possible.” We accept it because it’s a simple alteration. He doesn’t try to use it to do more than what is initially established. It never breaks that rule. It’s not used to get Marty out of an impossible situation, defying any previous understanding of the technology. That’s why it works.
First, you need to probably choose what type of magic you will use. Will be elements based? Or energy based? Spirit? Physical? Time and Space? What things is your magic summoning/manipulating/drawing from?
Now you’ll want to focus on the parts that make your magic yours. Sure, elemental magic has been used half a zillion times, but it can still be interesting if you do something new with it. The best way to do something new is to alter its limits, change the cost, give it a new spin that makes your regular ol’ fire magic something intriguing.
You can do a little bit of research into ancient forms of magic, into other literary uses of magic. See what those before you have done and use it as an inspiration.
If you’re having trouble knowing where to start, I’m here to provide you some thoughts concerning the skeletal-assembly of your magic system! Use these prompts as you see fit!
What does magic use/alter/manipulate?
visible energies
gravity
laws of physics
light
thought
water, only, in all of its forms
fabric of space
elementary particles
items of specific color or texture
perception
plant life
the dead
blood
magnetic forces
demons
vibrations
earth
emotions
Who possesses magic?
scholars
children
random lucky people
anyone
everyone
the elderly
anyone who’s ever petted a dog
specific animals
deities
How is it acquired?
at birth
intense study and training
gifted
through random action
through a ritual
as one ages
stolen
From where is power drawn?
internal mana
heat energy
alignment of the stars
physical contact with _____ (the earth, another life force, a drawing or rune)
kinetic or potential energy
the moon(s)
other realms
movement of tectonic plates
spiritual energy of those nearby
consumption of specific foods/drinks/elements
Check out the rest of the Brainstorming Series! Magic Systems, Part Two New Species New Worlds Cultures Civilizations Map Making Politics and Government Belief Systems & Religion Guilds, Factions, & Groups War & Conflict Science & Technology Wildlife & Ecosystems History & Lore
Bucky: What do men have that women don't?
Steve: Beards?
Bucky: Lower.
Steve, in a lower voice: Beards?
At the end of my rope and it keeps getting longer like some sort of clown handkerchief bit?
FUCK. honestly just FUCK. We missed a very important day yesterday.
Realised we don't have an all inclusive "be gay do crime" or "be trans throw hands" so I suggest "be queer strike fear"