come storm now the heavens my rot, and fevered things tear the gods from their gospel and set the angels free

one fishing trawler, three aeroplanes, and two busses later and I’m finally snuggled up safely at home again time for a warm shower, a facemask, and a glass of wine

been exploring Rakiura island the last few nights, one of the last bulwarks at the end of the world before Antartica

asked a small crush out to a show that’s happening in a couple months, and she said yes ☺️💖✨

was wandering through the woods last night, miles away from any human civilisation and something with red eyes glared down at me from a branch, and screamed the most blood-curdling scream imaginable before vanishing into the dark

who happens to be in Wellington around May 9th, and is open to adopting a small game designer and taking them around to small coffee shops and galleries and things? ☺️

currently snuggled up in a small cafe on Rakiura, a small fishing settlement somewhere on the edge of the known world

met Toroa from the hit video game Toroa: Skycall

received some really lovely (secret) news earlier so I’m simply brimming with joy 🥰💖✨

simply adore how smoothly this coming along

spending my morning snuggled up at the computer making small billboard flowers

my heart is going simply feral, I love space so much

heaven is empty, and all the angels are here

living all on my own for a couple months for the first time in close to a decade, without flatmates or partners, and I simply can’t wait to rediscover the parts of myself that have been buried

so unbelievably proud of us all, this may be our best year in games yet 🍓🥝✨

I'm having so much unbelievable fun with this

there’s a small storm passing through, and I’m merely snuggled up in the early hours of the morning listening to a single cricket battle it out against the wind and the rain in a couple hours I’m getting up to make video games, and I simply can’t wait

simply adore how different talents flow into one another dance and poetry have made me a better chess player, cooking has made me a game designer, and game design makes me a better dancer

my heart goes out to all of you affected by the layoffs I'm so sorry for what has been done to you, and merely hope you all get a small chance to rest and find your footing 🩷

designing a small city-builder without money, menus, or tile-based snapping

I asked the moon and the stars, the sweet tempers of my heart, and the embrace of the sea and they answered me

games are so much work but every time I play my game I suddenly realise I've made something simply brimming with all my favourite things, and it brings me so much unbelievable joy

a small infinitely looping world

my world is so small and warm and blissful and surrounded by so many loving friends at the moment 🥰

spent the night getting dumplings with close friends and then snuggling up for poetry on a rooftop while the sun softly set behind us ☺️

going back to basics and re-designing my interface from scratch my focus at the moment is to make it as simple and readable for young children as possible, before playing around with form and colour

beep beep! my friend @amilanuh.bsky.social is making a small board game about catching the bus, and it's been so lovely watching them document their journey it's really making me consider how the act of making things is, within itself, intrinsically beautiful and worth exhibiting

finally snuggled up to watch the Independent Games Festival Awards and it was so unbelievably heartwarming and charming the award ceremony always manages to bring me to tears one way or another

please consider submitting your game this is such a lovely opportunity, and I promise your game is beautiful and it absolutely deserves to be exhibited and played!

a small poem about autumn sunlight, freckles, kissing, and evading train fares idlemurmurs.notion.site/fall-321aa77...

had the cutest poetry night last night, everyone was so confessional and sweet and I’ve never felt more inspired to write

so come now we burning embered (trembling) things us asphalt angels of the last days of the anthropocene let our haloes not dim now to ruin the way all things holy do

an old flame I haven't spoken to in close to a decade in coming along to my poetry night and my poor heart is brimming with so many undisclosed feelings

had the cutest game of chess with a stranger tonight, we had the cutest chemistry and I’m still glowing about it

ideas for more sprites: warriors which specifically reference two historical illustrations, a gravedigger with a shovel, mandragoras, a version of the devil with the face in its stomach which i'm finally happy with, a bird person, a person with a birdcage, several large demons.

This is #WhatAGameDevLooksLike! I’m Demi! I'm a queer nonbinary game designer, and the lead of a small games company that designs online surveys for children with a focus on accessibility and play‑based interaction! I'm into cooking, chess & spoken-word poetry 💕✨

in the evenings I will wander, I will get a mochaccino and chase the fading sun through the back alleys to my barber, I will admire their calloused hands, I will have noodles with a friend, and make memories so tender they’ll remain with me so long after they’re gone

softly snuggled up in bed while my friend is making us all breakfast a couple rooms over, and I think this is what bliss sounds like

woke to a beloved friend sending me their game they made, and now my entire weekend is set 🥰

each of these games endlessly inspire and take my breath away, no matter how many times I play them

Cekes

even as the internet falls to capitalism, it’s so lovely to remember it’s never been easier or more affordable to make our own spaces; and there are still endless pockets of community, gardens, and handcrafted websites to be found

on wednesday nights I catch the eastern line through the ocean mangroves, snuggle up in a sake bar for plum wine and karaage chicken, and then spend the rest of my evening losing hopelessly at chess at the local chess night

I’m so scared for the world at the moment but even though my reach is small, I’m going to make my part of the world the kindest and warmest it can possibly be

the first wisp of autumn has appeared and I simply can’t wait to wake up, brew coffee, and warm up in the morning sun

wandered by hobbiton the other morning

it’s so cute how happy I’ve been in photos lately

so it goes this small world of old our garden of the cosmos burning up once more