Doodle dump before bed

A ddbb if you will

Lan Xichen giving advice : Do not pursue homoerotic friendships; He deceived everyone around him, killed my best friend, manipulated me, stole sect secrets, stole the stygian tiger seal, exploited it & basically unleashed chaos to the world.

The Lan disciples : zewu .. jun?

Lan Xichen, calm as ever, sips tea : Yes?

Hatsune Miku’s your VikingPilot

PART 4 OF MY “MINECRAFTERS AS HATSUNE MIKU” SERIES

are there any specific questions about the characters that you're waiting for someone to ask? i know whenever i make my stories i have some absolutely random facts that i can't wait to bring up lol

Honestly? None lmao. And it's because a lot of the things I wanna talk about for the cast is heavily intertwined with their story, has a substantial reason behind it, or pertaining to something I've already outlined in future scenes.

Of course I wanna gush about it-- but for the sake of not giving everything away I keep my lips shut. In fact, when someone asks something because they've been too perceptive in the demo or too curious from the asks, I start to sweat a little because I definitely can't talk about it ahdlawkdha it does make my day though to see someone asking about it even if I have to pretend I never saw the ask hahhhh

Once more of the story is released I'll probably start dropping not-s-subtle hints about things I definitely wanna gush about. But for now-- I've got nothing I want to immediately share lmao

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I received this exact same ask from a different user some weeks ago. Also your oldest post is 2 days old and so is your post asking for help. I'm not saying you're a scammer I'm just saying you sure as hell seem like one, and if you aren't, you better work on your delivery and on Actually Existing as a Blog beforehand.

I'm going through it

im gonna be a mime this halloween for one reason and one reason only.

do *you* think with your dick?

I think with my packer

oh shit rpg maker xp is completely free to own this week on steam??

i just think it's important to understand that love is not the antithesis of horror in fact it's often the catalyst

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

flying the original character artist flag with pride

talking to preschoolers is awesome bc they have not fully differentiated stories into 'true stories' and 'imaginary stories' yet so you will tell them about something that happened you once (coyote came out of a bush right in front of you and got startled) and they will tell you about how one time their house was full of coyotes in every room 'including five in the garage' and they're not even like, aware i think of the idea that they are technically 'lying'. they are simply telling stories about coyotes bc its time to tell stories about coyotes.