and evenings steep'd in honeyed indolence

Everytime I watch someone play dishonored I'm reminded of the fact that not everyone has the levels maps and guard patrol routes imprinted in their mind

in 2026, remember how GOOD writing feels. remember how satsfying it is to get your characters to the point you have been dying to get to, where they will experience the love, fear, relief or whatever the feeling you want to bring to life may be. let this year be the year of writing, prgress and of satisfactory endings.

Betrayed and backstabbed by your scheming evil advisor? Psch. Skill issue. Absolute amateur problem. Just hire two of them and reward them for snitching on each other. Just make sure that neither of them is gay or they'll just end up hate-fucking each other and fucking you over all the same.

"hire two evil advisors but make sure neither of them is gay" are you hearing yourself right now. be serious

I think we aren't taking enough about how Raphael and Harvey have said that Emily Drexel Lela Kaldwin I was originally meant to be Daud's daughter, whom he raised as an assassin and to impersonate the real daughter of Jessamine, whom she had in secret out of wedlock and had to give up. So Emily would show up ten years later pretending to be that child