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speculative fiction writers i am going to give you a really urgent piece of advice: don't say numbers. don't give your readers any numbers. how heavy is the sword? lots. how old is that city? plenty. how big is the fort? massive. how fast is the spaceship? not very, it's secondhand.

the minute you say a number your readers can check your math and you cannot do math better than your most autistic critic. i guarantee. don't let your readers do any math. when did something happen? awhile ago. how many bullets can that gun fire? trick question, it shoots lasers, and it shoots em HARD.

you are lying to people for fun. if you let them do math at you the lie collapses and it's no fun anymore.

Going from being an introverted lurker on reddit to trying to post my own stuff here is so wild. I keep typing out a post, deleting it, then retyping because I think it's not good enough but then I look at other posts and why am I so worried?

It's like I'm at a fancy Italian restaurant and keep glancing around the room to see which hand people use to pick up the forks. But then I realize that everyone is shoveling spaghetti into their mouths using their bare hands and I'm like ah okay so I'm clearly overthinking this

it does still make me insane specifically how many queer people lovingly embrace astrology. I went to a poetry workshop yesterday that was genuinely quite good but also included an option to disclose astrology designations during introductions and so many people broke out some variation of "I'm a [x] sum but I have a [y] placement and it SHOWS" girl no it doesn't. that's meaningless correlation you completely invented the causation

Guys is he gonna become the Grinch but for Easter? Will he don a robo-bunny suit and steal all the eggs, then shoot Jesus just for good measure?

Reblog to make him lose another 200 billion, like to make him lose 1 billion

Cameo week highlights, general info part 3

edwin misses the customs and the etiquette from his times

in early days edwin most likely kept interrupting charles and had to learn to listen, and charles was really messy and had to learn to keep the office tidy

charles would "be grossed out by edwin's first kiss since he now knows monty was a crow lol"

george said that charles would smell minty fresh and jayden said that edwin would smell like oak or wood or something nice and earthy if they had scents and could smell them

george says that the boys wouldn't get too festive around the holidays because they'd be too busy with work, but that edwin would get fascinated by the xmas lights

edwin's favorite food was roasted guinea fowl

in early days the boys went to the cinema a lot and watched detective movies, which was one of the things that sparked the idea of opening the agency together

the boys didn't really have that many big arguments over the years

edwin likes jazz and plays records in the office

in the musical ep there'd be a song called "what i did for love" sang by a drag queen (??)

the boys' wedding vows would include a "till the afterlife do us part" instead of "till death do us part"

if edwin found out charles kept checking up on his parents he would have been a little spooked by it and jealous but would definitely be able to get past it; charles kept it from him bc of what his family life was like and bc edwin has no family to check up on

s2 would have another animation (not a flashback this time)

george made up drag names for them - Charlie's Angel and Edwina Loose (not sure about the spelling but basically edWin orLose)

Hey. Why isn’t the moon landing a national holiday in the US. Isn’t that fucked up? Does anyone else think that’s absurd?

Instructions unclear, I am now drowning

any deep breathers online? any fans of a really good deep breath? how about a nice hearty yawn? breathing in a bunch of air feels so good

really good tiktok

THIS!

As an eight year old, I heard one song about how being an adult sucks, and had a full on crisis. For like.  Months. I was legit depressed abt only having a few more years to do all the cool kid stuff I wanted to do. (My eight year old brain deemed 13 as no longer a kid so the clock was TICKING)

It took me quite a while to realize I could still be cool after I grew up, and I would just have access to adult resources for my shenaniganary. How about we just don’t make children fear the passage of time. 

Hey btw please don't make jokes about being a "boring adult" or how adulthood is boring when you're around small kids. They'll believe you, and growing up with the idea that their final destination is as bleak as it is inevitable is not a healthy way to live. Even if they don't know it consciously, whenever they look at adults they are looking at their future. Like even if your life does suck, please don't frame it as just an inevitable part of being an adult.

If you know someone's kid whose interests and tastes are loud, shiny, sparkly and all over the place, and you're absolutely overwhelmed by being suddenly rapidly infodumped about a cartoon you had not heard of 30 seconds ago and about everything they've been getting into, and you're caught off-guard by them suddenly switching gears and askining you why you're still into the same things as you were a year ago, that aren't even that loud, sparkly and fun, please don't say something like

"Well when you're a boring adult you start to like boring things like that and then like those forever :)" Like don't fucking say that, they'll believe you. It doesn't make them feel fun and special to be told you think you're boring in comparison. They take their spark for granted and being told that they'll lose it one day is awful. And it's not even true!

It's far more truthful to tell them about how when you've been a grownup for long enough, you've had to the time to try all of the things and you know for sure which ones you like the most. And that's why it's so important that they also try everything, at least once, so that they'll know for sure whether they will or won't like it. Being a grownup isn't about giving up doing new fun things, it's about finding all the things you like so much that you never get bored of them.

Boldly claiming that you've done everything when you're not very worldly might seem dishonest, but a four-year-old can't tell the difference between a century and a decade. As far as they are concerned, their nearest neighbourhood is the whole universe, and you have been alive forever. Don't tell them the world is boring, and that being bored of it is inevitable.

OMG YES I HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS

Hell mates, if you will. Someone he shared a space with for long enough that they got to know each other. The way Edwin talks about hell in episode 5 very much implies he got to know other people there. I made an Oc of a potential hell mate, she’s basically a cowgirl/ Wild West outlaw. Might share more about her at some point, I have the outline of a fic in my head that I may or may not ever write down

I think it would be so interesting if Edwin had a "friend" in Hell. Not someone he was close to, but someone that he ran into regularly and had short frenzied conversations with. I think it would be intreguing if this man were also something absolutely terrible, like a serial killer. But he was another human, and he was in Hell, and he was someone to talk to. So Edwin cared for him, because they were both souls trapped somewhere unimaginable.