Thank you, haha! I talked about it a bit in another ask, but I spend a lot of time thinking about it. A lot of it. Kinda like how I also spend a lot of time thinking about space, which is multiple times a day, and always with amazement and fear.
That’s another reason why I wanted to try to write this fic. If I can take a thing that terrifies me and break it down into words that are easy to comprehend, then maybe that makes it a little less frightening, you know?
I also thought it would be fun to try to write, because space is… well, it’s forever. It’s just this vast, endless thing that we really can’t completely grasp, because the idea of something that just never ends is one humans can’t really understand. I think the idea of being immortal would also be like that, too, in addition to everything else from the other ask. Just realizing you have all of this time. I don’t know if that’s something that would be easy to comprehend, and I wanted to try to write about it :D
seriously have been thinking about this all night long. call me autistic but the fact that 90% of workplaces the point is not to get your work done and then be done doing it but to instead perform an elaborate social dance in which you find something to do even when you're done doing everything you need to do in order to show your fellow workers that you, too, are Working . because you are at Work . disgusting why cant we all agree that if there is no work immediately to be done. we just dont do anything
I’ve been trying to read the ace novel to practice reading Japanese and I find it really funny how deuce describes ace like he’s the heartthrob surfer dude male lead in some 2010s Disney film
Anyways here’s an ace since I was thinking about him
A hall of old bones and fresh wounds, abandonment and rot. The music plays but all that can be heard is static, a soundtrack for sickening implications.