Luminosity, or: So I've been writing Blaseball fanfiction.

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Probably you've already either heard of Blaseball or are sick of hearing about Blaseball - you know, this thing - and there are already numerous explainers of it on the Internet. (Everyone seems to like this video by People Make Games.) I, uh. In about a month I churned out something like 22k words. About a random number generator. (Well. The fandom surrounding a random number generator, technically, but Details.) Here's the entire series of the fic I've written about it.

But I want to draw particular attention to the one I just finished writing today:

Luminosity

"I think," Alex says, "I'm interested in you because I feel like I am also an awful person, so you feel within reach in a way that other people don't. It's a terrible decision, but. Here I am."

Alexandria Rosales is extremely self-aware that they have serious issues. They've worked on them for years. But no amount of self-awareness can stop them from falling for Jaylen Hotdogfingers anyway.

(15k words of disaster lesbians. major content warnings: unhealthy relationship, PTSD, suicide)

Nobody seems to be stopping me from writing about the Houston Spies - they're not a particularly large team, they don't have as much established fanon as a lot of the more active ones - so I've gone pretty wild with these sets of numbers and the vague wiki-lore-pages people have written about them. I have zoomed way off into my own worldbuilding and, for whatever reason, people are following me. At some point I might go into more detail about that worldbuilding?