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They're so bad at this.

For context, the creators of a self published queer children's book have on multiple occasions put out stories about an unnamed retailer making a big order and then canceling it, then trying to sell the books on TikTok. And now they're supposedly trying to publish other people's work.

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Goldfish in Hong Kong on 35mm

@kevintadge

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I understand that when folks criticise the self-labelled "cozy" genre as an effort to produce "games about nothing", they're talking about trying to opt out of having opinions by producing a game with a perfectly politically neutral premise (which is impossible), but whenever I see the phrase that gremlin voice in the back of my mind is like:

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the insane experience of missing a fictional character . like you can always go back and reread the book , replay the game , rewatch the show or movie , you can always go back & see them , but you can never experience them & their story for the first time again . its absurd to miss them because they'll always be there , but you'll miss when there were still new things for them to say .

for a small time they were real & growing and changing and you hung onto every new word, but now all they can do is repeat the same story forever&ever & they're not real anymore because you know everything they're going to do. & you miss them. its fucked man...

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I saw this post on tiktok and as soon as I opened the comments I started sobbing

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Coastal Cuties, interlocking filet crochet (patterns out very soon to Cherished Subscribers).

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they should invent joints that don’t hurt

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I'd seen lots of people describe Night in the Woods as being heavily rooted in the experience of growing up in a dying small town in the American Rust Belt, but somehow nobody told my West Virginian ass that it's so Appalachian that I probably live closer to where Mae's house would be than to the nearest IKEA.

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Orphan's Lament (gouache) It rained on our little smoke tree. I named this painting for the Robbie Basho song!

This will be my postcard print for June. Join my postcard club on Patreon if you'd like this mini print in the mail - link in my pinned post!!

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he was so real for this. i really must

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That specific sickly, weird, mottled green color that appears when two mirrors are reflecting each other into infinity is so fucking beautiful… I love you weird nasty green of the aether….

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Tel Aviv Pride

Photo by Dave Schwartz

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Derailing my GM when they try to do a gazebo bit by having my character pipe up "actually, I think that's a rotunda".

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That said if anyone was into the Batman fandom circa 1998-2002 and remembers a drama/mystery/angst fic where Tim Drake as Robin found out that his dad was infertile and he was conceived via IVF using donor sperm, began to suspect that he was Bruce's biological son (at the same time wondering if he himself could be the father of Stephanie's baby), and later discovered that his bio-father was actually the JOKER, Bruce had known the entire goddamn time, AND Bruce had been the one to arrange for the sperm donor samples to be swapped in the first place in a fucked up "nature vs nurture" experiment...

Please please please PLEASE pass along any links or other details you recall because I am desperate to read it again.

Writer's pen name may have been Jack something? They had a very direct, Hemmingway-esque writing style that was all simple sentences, that blew baby me away. Didn't use quotation marks for dialogue, and included all these small but grimly practical details that really sold the Gothic realism of the story, like Stephanie wearing a dental bridge because she's had some teeth knocked out in a fight.

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"I have a great idea. Let's re-skin our pin-pulling game, give it a theme for the girlies. What kind of shit do they like?"

"Knitting, my girlfriend's super into it. Every week she and her friends have a little knitting convention in the living room."

"Perfect! We'll make it a knitting game."

"Cool, do you want me to ask her about how it works?"

"Nah, c'mon. That's little old granny stuff. How hard can it be?"