Susan Kare, The Artist Who Designed Many Of The Fonts, Icons, And Images For Apple, NeXT, Microsoft,

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MISSION: Be Normal About That Thing

STATUS: [FAILED]

i gotta remember this

then saying “ok, this is not your grave, get out of this hole”

“You’ve got DOOMS,” Daud whispers to Thomas, just to take his mind off their impending death. Thomas glances at him. He presses his lips together. Then he nods. “I can sense them.” “Can you see?” He shakes his head. “I just feel the cold. They echo.” Daud keeps moving. His body hums with adrenaline, but ironically he feels a bit better. With Thomas able to sense the BTs, their chances of survival have just gone up by a generous estimate. They’ve almost made it to the more level ground when the odradek chitters, low and urgent. Before either of them can react, it starts spinning.

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Aka the Dishonored/Death Stranding crossover no one asked for. If you haven't played Death Stranding, here's a good exposition video about the world.

Title is from Anne Boyer's poem What Resembles The Grave But Isn't.

Beta by @exalok

“La Couleuvre Alchimiste”, an imaginary, anomalous, vaguely new-age shop

masks and helmets that hides someone's face in such a way that they become the face themselves my beloved

these are all creatures to me

Tell me when you get bored. A story about doses. [x]

I posted this on twitter and had a variety of aggressive ableism thrown my way.

This is a story about changing what I can in spite of what I cannot for the comfort of my loved ones. The thing that others find to be hurtful about me is that I like to spend time in silent solitude. People who love me often feel hurt that I tend to solve my own problems instead of leaning on them.

When we spend too much time together, people find my neutrality to be concerning, and it becomes too much for people to be unable to read me.

To show the people I love that I enjoy their company in ways they can understand, I pool my energy together to be high-energy, peppy, and social. Since this is not my natural state of being, it takes effort, which can only be expended in small doses. I amplify the things people like in me while filtering out everything they dislike about me when I am in their company.

I change my behaviors for those I love, but at the end of the day, I cannot change my neutral state of being, which is the thing that they want most out of me.

This is a story about me accommodating people in the best way I know how, not the other way around. I would truly appreciate it if people don't misconstrue this anecdote as me asking for dismissal of hurtful behavior when in reality, people find hurt in the fact that I simply exist, and I must change for them.