Reference Post
Call me Sixwing or Six. adult on the internet.
blog made mostly of fandoms.
starry pattern I did a while back. :o)
[ID: a painting of a starry night sky with many connected constellations. The stars are gold on a deep navy blue watercolor sky. End ID]
What they don’t tell you about storytelling is that it becomes an instinct over time. You learn how to kind of … intuitively chain events together over time. That doesn’t mean it’s a cakewalk, or that you never get stuck on plotbeats, but you have a better time walking yourself out of corners that you as a less experienced writer would have been tempted to abandon your story over. Because you’ve been stuck in similar corners before; you know how you get out now.
I know its frustrating to keep hitting dead ends, but you got this. You’ll learn a little from every roadblock you hit.
家主は今日もキモノなのです
オレはまったくキニシナイのです
My landlady is wearing kimono also today but I don't care at all
Happy Pride, everyone!
Nothing like a little Chosen Undead/Solaire to celebrate~! 🥰 Stay safe and have fun this month!
I saw an otter briefly hop on top of a babirusa at the zoo and when the stranger standing next to me heard my camera shutter click he turned to me with this look of immense relief, put his hand to his chest, and said in a dead serious tone “oh thank christ someone caught that on film”
Not the best photo but here it is for posterity
Are you kidding? That is literally the best photo I have seen today.
[Image ID: Tweet from Arkady (@/ ArkadyKosha) reading: Cats are so good. There's just a little guy in my house! We hug! We don't speak the same language! We're best friends! He bites me! I make up little song about him! He doesn't know my name! We fall asleep next to each other! /End ID]
Canon is nothing but the sandbox I strike with lightning to forge the glass that is my world.
Progress photos for the applique quilt im working on. Im almost positive I've chosen the second worst assembly strategy possible. Right now the whole thing is just incredibly pointy and takes up my entire floor. Technique is -3 out of 10, dont recommended if you enjoy having floor space and not worrying about getting pins in the bottom of your foot
tragic and heartbreaking, guy who wants to have conversations can't think of conversation topics
The Xeno Tarot, a Xeno series collaborative tarot project, is up for pre-order! You can purchase the deck itself or a special edition that comes with a custom drawstring bag, 18 postcards, and a Zohar core crystal coin! Pre-orders are open from 6/1 to 7/5!
Since she has now flown off I am obligated to post the order of potato fairy extra large that I looked after for several days. Aka a gloriously chumby Polyphemus moth— the second one I’ve seen alive in over a decade— that decided to hang around our porch for most of its adult life. I saw the first live one on the same day, but he flew away when I tried to get close. But still, that’s a great sign that their population in my area is finally starting to recover! Anyways, here’s the wonderful big little creacher where I found her, which should probably make it clear as to why I moved her. Ants don’t mess around and I wasn’t gonna just leave her inches away from danger.
I was pretty glad I did, as even after her wings were fully dried and extended and everything she couldn’t actually take off. See: her first “flight”.
Big fan of the loud impact PLAP sound, really added to the already very good demonstration of gravity. Worry not, she was totally fine afterwards. Here she is that night and the day after! Very cute and fuzzy, 1000/10.
The next day I thought she had flown off, but then the day after that she was back on the porch! I could tell she was the same one because of her damaged antenna. She started laying eggs on the house and I realized that wasn’t going to be good for the caterpillars that might hatch, since it was a relatively long distance to any host plants even without including the vertical climb to reach branches of leaves. Since she clearly felt safe where she was, and I was also worried about ants and birds and possible insecticides, I ended up making a little “baby box” for her out of a thoroughly rinsed plastic container that initially held salted honey-roasted peanuts. I gave her a stick to hold on to which also gave her a route to climb out of the box if she wished, and provided various fresh oak leaves to lay her eggs on. Figured it would be a good setup because I could easily move it to a safe place once she was done, and keep an eye on the eggs until they hatched. I might even try to raise a few caterpillars if the eggs are fertile. However, during the process of me setting that whole deal up, she decided I looked like a good egg laying spot.
You can see the “glue” that sticks the eggs to surfaces! It was cool to see up close: she’d lay an egg, wait for it to dry, and then lay the next right by it. She ended up sticking four on me before I was able to gently nudge her to the egg laying box. The stick was eventually deemed an acceptable substitute, and over night she… made an egg stalactite of sorts on it? Very weird, I think, I dunno; most of what I read online said their eggs would be laid in spread out clusters of two to three on suitable host plants. I know it wasn’t because she couldn’t get out, as when I went to check on her she had already made her way to the top of the stick and was hanging off of it outside the box. I didn’t think to take a picture of that as I needed to drive to college, but source: dude trust me. Here’s a picture of the egg sculpture I took when I got home.
When I was done with that I went to move her off the porch where she had been staying safe for the last 5 or so days to the more wooded area of the yard, but she ended up flying off to the treetops on her own after I brought her into the open. I guess laying a bunch of eggs made her finally light enough to fly. Maybe she was feeling upset at me for not being able to pay child support and making her lay her eggs on a stick instead? Or she was just doing normal moth things or whatever. It was bittersweet to watch her go, but I’m glad she had the chance to soar the skies at least once before her time was up.
Wow she sure is a potato fairy extra large! She's thick and beautiful. I've seen smaller structures made of eggs but that one is impressive! Maybe she went to school for engineering or architecture.
I feel so sad whenever I see people talk about being late to make fanart..
This isnt school + fanart doesn't have a due date + fandom doesn't expire + your art will have its place in the world + i love you
existenceisanillusion
Oh this one is also good, happy pride
The good thing about passively watching media analysis videos at work while I have a long form writing project going is that every do often I'll have a "a-ha!" moment and figure out how to fix that plot point.
The bad thing about it is that I repeatedly have to remind myself that my future readers are going to ask themselves questions like "is this fun to read?" and "are the characters engaging?" NOT "how closely does this match Campbell's hero's journey?"
👉 👈 can be both!