#Sometimes I just have these thoughts
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Weird Snippety Thing I don't know how to finish or what to do with
As they stumbled past the sign, Jillson struggling to support the much taller, lankier form of Jackson, he looked up for a moment.
"Are we seriously back in Stonetown?" He muttered, dropping his head after his fever-glazed eyes skimmed over the words.
"Yes," Jillson sighed, taking a moment to catch her breath, "We are."
It had only been luck that allowed the pair to get out of Italy before the government agents who were now swarming the compound had noticed them. And though Jillson had rifled through Dr. Curtain's desk drawers and taken any money she could find, they were hard-pressed to make it last long enough for them to escape Europe entirely.
After that, it had been one long stretch of wandering from place to place, hitchhiking for a couple hours on a good day, and sleeping under whatever cover they could find. Jillson wasn't even sure where they were going, and anytime she and Jackson discussed it, they both came up with the somewhat vague answer of "somewhere safe".
That was, until the torrential rainstorm they had been caught in the week before. Jillson was never sure why, but Jackson had the worst immune system of anyone she had ever met. And also a severe lack of self preservation skills. Thus, when he had woken her up in the middle of the night with his uncontrollable shivering, assuring her that everything was completely fine and he felt perfectly alright, she had decided it was better to head for a place that they at least somewhat knew how to navigate.
The map she had stolen from a newspaper stand told her that they were very near Stonetown anyway, but she had kept their new destination quiet because she knew that as soon as Jackson figured it out he'd dig his heels in and refuse.
"Why are we here, Jilly?" He moaned quietly. "We're just going to get arrested. I thought we were trying to get somewhere safe."
Jillson huffed, slinging his arm over her shoulders and continuing towards the centre of town. "Because, we aren't going to make any progress living in the woods for the next two weeks, especially with you being sick. It's your own fault, anyway. If you hadn't managed to get yourself absolutely drenched then I wouldn't be having to make these decisions on my own." She spoke tersely, trying to shove down the worry that came with the reappearance of her childhood nickname.
She counted up the money they had leftover in her head as they walked, even though she knew it would come out to the exact same amount as it had every time previously: not enough.
There was no way, even if they somehow managed to to avoid being recognized and taken into custody, that she would be able to pay a doctor's fees.
At least, now that they were actually in a town instead of skirting the edge of it, she might be able to find something generically useful at a drugstore. She only hoped it would be okay.
They hadn't had health classes at the Institute, and while some things like scraped knees and black eyes you just learn to deal with as you grow up, she had no clue how to take care of someone who was actually ill. She didn't even know how serious this was. But she pushed that thought away. It wouldn't do any good to worry about that right now.
Right now, she needed to keep going. It was already late, and though she wasn't sure of the exact time, she knew it was dark enough out that shops would be closing soon.
She stumbled slightly, wavering as she forced herself to stand up straight. She could do this. She had to do this. All their life they had only had each other, but they had also had the resources Dr. Curtain left available to them. Now, they were well and truly alone, and she needed to be strong enough for both of them.
However, she only made it a few more steps before her feet betrayed her once again, and she sank to her knees, one arm still wrapped around Jackson.
He was dead weight in her arms, breathing shallowly, but she couldn't bring herself to stand again just yet. She braced her one free hand against the cold ground, sucking in desperate lungfuls of chilly evening air. She had to keep going. She just needed the world to stop spinning beneath her first.
A sudden light was thrown on the pair, as the front door of the house they had stopped in front of opened, flooding the street with a warm, yellow glow.
"Oh dear." A voice murmured, and Jillson glanced up to find a familiarly disheveled man looking down at them, wringing his hands.
"You really do look so much like him," She gasped, thoughts clouding, before the whole world rang out into silence.
#Sometimes I just have these thoughts#And they don't leave!!#I don't know if I'll ever finish this though#This bit was EXTREMELY clear and potent in my head#No idea what comes after it though#the mysterious benedict society#mbs#jackson and jillson#jackson mbs#jillson mbs
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You have a good heart
#is just something i felt about thinking ...do i have a good heart#do i need to change or should i still be like this#people tell me i am kind but what if i am actually selfish and never did stuff out of kindness#what if all i thought i did because i thought was right it was wrong#but peopel still say#“you have a good heart ”#i think Mob would think about it sometimes#nothingbizzare art#mp100#artist on tumblr#mob psycho 100#mp100 fanart#mob psycho fanart#shigeo kageyama#kageyama shigeo
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the question of fic comments is very straightforward actually. readers do not owe writers comments. writers do not owe readers fic. there is no bargain, no transaction, no debt.
fic is a gift. comments are a gift. gifts are exchanged between friends, out of love, not out of obligation.
I write for myself. I post it for others, as a gift, because their joy brings me joy. I read for myself. I comment for the author, as a gift, because their joy brings me joy. perhaps we were not friends before, but we are now, however fleetingly, because we have given each other gifts out of love.
#fandom#finx rambles#the corollary to this being of course that if no one ever says thank you for your gifts you will eventually lose the will to hand them out#which is not an ultimatum or a ransom but just a fact of human nature#I don't have the energy to comment on all the fics I read but I do it when I do have the energy#as a thank you for the gift#and I answer every comment on my fics eventually even if it takes me ages sometimes#there are authors who don't have the energy to answer every comment but do answer the more thoughtful ones#either way it's a way of saying thank you for the gift#a recognition of love and an answering in kind
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thinking about being a new lieutenant working with laswell and getting to meet her a-team, tf141, and immediately clashing with your equivalent. that other lieutenant that wears a fucking costume and glares whenever he sees you, simon fucking riley. (kinda dark, 18+)
you hate him. you hate how good he does in the field. it sickens you when you see how every knife he throws hits its target with disgustingly perfect accuracy. you sneer when he aims his rifle, each bullet going exactly where he wants it to go because he's that fucking good, look at him, big man with a big fucking head and a big--
god, it's so frustrating to be out here for so long. on a cot, so far away from everything, reporting back to laswell and then spending time with a task force who is so intelligent on the field but shares one fucking brain cell off of it.
and it's so lonely. it's so lonely, and you feel so far away, and when you show up in front of ghost's room that evening, you don't even exchange words as he steps aside, letting you slink into the dark of it. you don't speak as he crowds you against the door, as he pushes you up against it, when he reveals the lower half of his face so he can kiss you and taste you in every way he's wanted to since he met you. you're so fucking annoying, you crawl under his skin, and when he tastes you, he sucks, his tongue tracing the inside of your mouth as he tugs his cargo pants just under his cock and hoists you up around his waist.
it's just stress relief, you tell yourself as he fucks you against the rattling door. i just need a little relief, is what you say to yourself as he mumbles against yours lips, gripping the fat of your hips in his big hands and putting his cock to good use. he's not gentle, but you don't want him to be. he's too good at what he does, you were hoping he would have fault in one fucking area of his life, but even like this, he shows you just how well he fucks and just how big he really is, everywhere.
please, please, please--! you beg. he snickers, and it's mean, and he's sucking a warm bruise into your neck when he mutters, "tha'sit, swee'eart. we both know who's really in charge, eh? yeah--yeah, good girl--y'r such a good girl--"
and you are. cum soaked thighs, your mouth still on his when he finally comes, grunting as he fills you so full, it's dripping onto your thighs, onto his, dampening the clothes neither of you bothered to take off. and when you leave, you tell yourself this will never happen again, that ghost will keep this a secret because he hates you just as much, that ghost is discreet and quiet and values his privacy, and if you don't speak of this again, neither will he. it suddenly comforts you how closed off he is.
so it does surprise you when the next morning comes, and you go to sit with your team to eat, that ghost snarls when you try and take a seat beside him. you expect this to be a rude gesture, but you squeak when he grips you around the waist and forces you into his lap. you stiffen, but his sergeants barely bat an eye. the braid of your hair is yanked backwards, and you gasp when you feel his breath against your ear, even through the mask.
"the casual shaggin' sort of deal? not m'thing, luvvie. now eat y'r breckie, swee'eart, 'm fuckin' hungry, and 'm not very patient."
he used to think having one of his sergeant's underneath him was the kind of power-play that got him right off.
wrong.
nothing like fucking a pretty little lieutenant good enough she can't fucking remember how to speak.
#i wrote twice today lmao#idk where this came from i just#get thoughts sometimes and i have to write them#sigh#simon ghost riley#simon riley#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley x reader#simon riley x you#ghost mw2#ghost cod#ghost call of duty#ghost mwii#ghost x reader#cod#call of duty#simon riley smut#simon ghost riley smut#dark!simon#simon thoughts
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How much longer 'til your luck runs out?
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#jiang cheng#wei wuxian#Aaargh...I have so many thoughts about this scene.#This is a hard goodbye. I'm not your burden to bear. Not anymore.#This is the culmination of years of miscommunication. There was so much love there. They trusted each other with everything once.#I think it is easy to hear the anger in JC's voice and consider him the aggressor in this but listen to the words not the tone.#It is anger yes - but it is an anger born out of love.#Jiang Cheng wanted him to live - damn the rest of the world to hell if that's what it took. And Wei Wuxian chose strangers over him.#Sometimes two people who once flourished together become each other's worst wounds.#A goodbye to someone you once would have done anything for is a wound you don't easily recover from.#Jiang Cheng could have stood at Wei Wuxian's side and joined him. Consider though; as a sect leader his life is not his own anymore.#JC cannot just abandon the fledgling New Yunmeng Jiang without also dooming people.#And that is the lynch pin of it all. Both of them are trapped by duty. And the older they got the more tangled the web became.#The song I linked (Hi Epic fans) is such a good JC and WWX song that doesn't fit this scene exactly#But it does fit *them*. The words of warning that go dismissed. The Tactical Genius who continues to press on.#The seeds of doubt that grow louder until they creep towards mutiny. Ultimatly this *is* a mutiny! It *is* betrayal!#'You rely on wit and people die by it'. Is that not Wei Wuxian?#Just smashing my brainworms together over here. Don't mind me.
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been replaying the Portal series I think this is where its heading
#i haven't drawn in like. half a month. which listen i know i don't post much here but i do draw a lot#i have another blog. but also sometimes i just don't post things. i draw for myself#just got burnt out from working on an animation final 😔#so anyway. eased myself back in with a silly comic about portal#my irl saw my shitty sketch and thought glados was painting chell which is very funny to me.#chelldos#but like. unrequited. glados is obsessed with chell. chell is not having a good time#portal#chell#GlaDOS#GlaD0S#my art#og post#1k#5k#10k#20k#30k#yuri#shipping#edit: i made this post almost a year ago and it haunts me. theres a typo. chell is out of character.#because i couldn't come up with a good reason for her to be there in the first place#and this was a shitty ms paint replicating drawing that i did just to get back into drawing#i didn't think it would gain much attention#i was Wrong#anyway someone in the comments said this is what happens when you speedrun thats an infintely better setup for the punchline#EDIT 2: ok i fixed it fuck you
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Man is it just me or are a lot of TV shows nowadays are written to have big emotional episodes in scenes with very little build up.
#txt#i have some thoughts on a certain show.... maybe i'll talk about it lol#like you would think with shortened seasons these writers would try to limit the cast so that big scenes feel more earned... but they dont?#they want these big massive expansive casts with big emotional moments by episode 2 and then every episode needs that Big Scene#i noticed this especially with a lot of indie animated shows#pacing and build up is sacrificed so we can have big emotional scenes with characters we know very little#even indie shows i enjoy im just kind of like “wouldnt this feel more earned if i actually knew this character”#and sometimes it works. pluto made me cry in the first episode! but it also spent so much time with these characters because#they're an hour long each
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CW DEATH, DEAD BODY, STRANGULATION, BLOOD, IMPLIED SELF-HARM (in case my tags aren't enough!!!! stay safe)
(Above you, you hear Loop trying to take a breath.)
#isat spoilers#act 6 secret encounter spoilers#cw death#cw dead body#cw strangulation#cw blood#cw self harm#wow thats a lot ok. better to be safe imo!#threw this down in about 2-3 hours bc i have to get the thoughts on paper SOMETIMES i GUESS and if that means rough sketches then thats tha#anyway have i mentioned im normal about loop?#just bc siffrin can't loop anymore doesn't mean loop can't#in stars and time spoilers#isat#in stars and time#isat loop#isat siffrin#my art#my comics#oh agony. posted and found out my top warnings dont push dead sif down far enough. I HOPE Y'ALL BLOCKED YOUR TAGS!!!!#edit2: i changed the caption bc i got a better idea lol. now there are two verisons circulating. that'll be fun.
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we were sitting on the floor and i was cutting out tiny pictures to make a collage for a friend's birthday. you were on your phone and you laughed about something, and i was still in love with you then, so i asked what had you giggling.
"sorry. i was just..." you took a moment and went back to texting. "i was telling someone about how you're afraid of the dark."
i'm afraid of the dark because something bad happened. "oh." i felt a little slinky of shame crawl down my throat.
you glanced up, and maybe it showed on my face, because you rolled your eyes and held the phone to the side casually so i could see the group chat. "what? was it a secret?"
i looked down to the scissors in my hand. "i just..." no, it's not a secret. it just felt like something private, something serious. saying why would you tell someone that just feels like an accusation. it's unfair. i honestly am not even ashamed of it, it's just a fact about my person that i don't usually share.
what a strange experience. is this a human thing or a generational thing? for our grandparents: did they need to worry about how quickly someone can just... share your personal information? again, i didn't even really have a true objection. what could i say? i want any person in my life to feel they can be honest with their friends. it's not like i said don't tell anyone this.
i cut out another letter to complete the rainbow happy birthday, started hunting for the exclamation mark. i heard you sigh dramatically.
"don't make a big deal about this," you said.
this entire conversation was a pattern for us, and this was when we got to my least favorite part of the pattern. i would get my feelings hurt in some oblique not-technically-terrible way, and then it would be making a big deal about something. you'd get frustrated for me for being soft, but i was born soft. you knew i was soft when you pierced me. it's one of the things that made controlling me so easy.
"i'm not," i felt my voice crack. the question came without my wanting. "why are you guys talking about me?" and why are you saying that thing? why not like - i'm telling them how you're generous and kind and pretty.
you let out this low, tragic groan. "oh my god." you tossed the phone away from your body. "there, see? i just won't talk to them if you don't like it."
the rest of the hour went the way it always went, between us: i said i don't actually mind if you talk to your friends but -, you found a way to call my minor expression of discomfort "being dramatic." you got upset that i had been offended. i ended up apologizing, even though i hadn't actually done anything.
afterwards, you picked up the phone again. after texting for a little bit, you snorted. "okay," you said, "but it is kind of funny you're afraid of the dark. i mean, when you think about it."
#spilled ink#writeblr#i'm trying to write about this really specific and wierd new experience#that i think is specific to the internet generation#where people you trust can just... say whatever??? and while most people are trustworthy#sometimes they'll just like... put ur shit out there????#and the thing is that sometimes it's GOOD - i want you to tell ppl if ur partner is being cruel!!!!!#i want u to be like ''hey is it normal if xyz happens'' ... but stuff like ''she's afraid of the dark''#PARTICULARLY when it's CLEARLY making fun of me....#what is the point of that.#this is huge and complicated and happens outside of romantic relationships too btw#like someone u thought of as a friend will be like . oh did u know she's scared of heights and it's like.#girl why are u fuckin doing that tho?#it's not a SECRET i just ...???????????????????????#and i think that gross feeling of like -- ''i can't REALLY be upset bc there's not a TRUE RULE about this....''#it's just not something talked about. bc it's so specific and yet so complex#bc how could i say like '' this is a violation of trust'' when it... technically I GUESS isn't????????????#idk maybe im just like super sensitive but please tell me in the comments/tags/etc if this is#something u have experienced (a trusted person like spreading ur shit) and if u were cool with it
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corvidae
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk fanart#jujutsu kaisen fanart#yuji itadori#itadori yuuji#blood/#yuuji#im not tagging this as spoilers idc sue me . iykyk but i dont think it's obvious enough at all 2 warrant the tag#idrk what this is sorry ive been having a hard time drawing n feeling inspired lately :'>>> so it goes#i find i tend to default to drawing birds when that happens ???#did it with gojo did it with shiro and now it's yuuji's turn ig#sometimes it's helpful to just . mess around with a whole bunch of brushes until something looks ok#and birds and feathers lean soooo well 2 playing around w brushes theyre very forgiving#flowers also kind of so i threw in some camellias bc i figured why not add More Red#i think they mean something that's probably relevant but i was more looking fr the shape of the petals#th rounded tops blend rly seamlessly with the way i rendered th feathers so i am like!!!! nice#just checked also apparently red camellias just mean love and devotion lmao should have guessed#'perishing with grace' also hm hm hm that's kind of wild with th crows#anyway i didn't put too much thought in2 this one so i won't talk fr ages about the symbolism it's all pretty much right there#anyway ty fr being patient with me im sorry draws have been slow :<#ill come out of it ill bounce back!
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some thoughts on Claude
alt title: diversity win! this Butch Nun is crafting bombs in an unventilated room in her convent while actively courting Mother Superior! Do Not Give Them Access To Unlimited Power No Matter How Nice They Are
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#reminder that Claude is one of the only other housemaidens present in Start Again: A Prologue! Think about this for me <3#isat spoilers#isat fanart#in stars and time#isat#in stars and time fanart#isat claude#isat loop#isat siffrin#isat odile#isat mirabelle#start again: a prologue#lucabyteart#some of these punchlines have been sat around in my files for almost a year at this point LMAOOO.. they were good enough to persist.#anyway yes i know claudes spectacles are small on her sprite but i like doing the dot eye in glasses thing so thats what ur getting !!#also swearing forever yay yay yay. sorry to fake swear lovers but sometimes i need it for the comedy to hit. sorry#... i might post that sasasap kick in the teeth on its own later just because i do like it a lot.#but yeah i have a decent amount of thoughts on claude. mostly informed by that i read both her and & euphrasie as rlly obvious signifiers#that like. mirabelles house is more than a little bit disorganised and way too lax on certain ethical ... concerns....#girls and guys youre in a place that lacks need for even a police force.... why were you workshopping rock traps and pungee pits...?#who signed off on that... are you guys like. you guys seem nice but are you alright. should i be worried#gotta respect the hustle of trying to fuck the head priest of your organisation though. genuinely love that for her#but WHAT a workplace ethics nightmare!! I thought it was bad enough reading it as unrequited. YOURE TELLING ME SHE ACTUALLY MANAGED TO HIT?#INSANE. I DONT WANT TO BE IN THE BUILDING FOR THAT BREAKUP. GET ME ON A PILGRIMAGE *STAT*
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There is something I absolutely loathe about fashion content on the whole.
"What is your color season? Buy a whole new wardrobe." - I assure you that I am not throwing out perfectly good things I already have.
"Find your aesthetic and build a whole wardrobe around it" - again, this involves getting rid of things and buying new ones.
"Instead of buying this sweater, buy one that is pure wool." - I have news for you about how affordable pure wool is.
"Just go thrifting!" - Thrifting is not the gold mine that people seem to think it is. A lot of influencers are getting lucky because they live in cities where there is a relatively high turnover of stock at the thrift store. My average thrift store visit ends with me buying one or two things that 1. I like. 2. Are reasonably priced for the condition they're in. 3. Are actually my size.
If I had to sum up my irritation with this, it's that a lot of fashion content (and interior design from what I've seen) is that it is built on the idea that your life should have a unified aesthetic. But I would wager that most people have pieces and parts of different aesthetics cobbled together across different periods of their life. And there's nothing wrong with that. You don't have to start over every time your "aesthetic" shifts a bit.
#probably not something anyone wants my take on#I just have thoughts#that's not even getting into the experience of thinking I like an “aesthetic” and then trying something on and being like “no”#sometimes liking something on paper and not on you is a very real thing
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saw a post recently about the sun and moon fandom and how non-selfship content is rare, and how that's frustrating, and it struck me, like... how rare that is. genuinely in all my 20ish years in online spaces, i've never seen a fandom that not only welcomed selfship but actively encourages it, when usually the rule of thumb is that it's tolerated at best and despised at worst
so why is this fandom so selfship centric?
the answer is a combination of factors, of course, but I think it was mostly just a perfect storm of the right character with the right traits at the right time. many people between about 23 and 33 were and still are experiencing intense childhood nostalgia that's being perpetuated by online culture and various media, often through a distorted or slightly unsettled lense. the daycare attendant is fun! they're childish, but decidedly not children. they're not human, unattainable in reality, but plausible enough in the age of ai that they make you ponder. they make you long to nap and play and color and do all the whimsical things you wish you could take a week off from your dull job and do! but there's something... off about them. an element of danger that's intriguing. they're dangerous, but what if they aren't to you specifically? or, if they are, what if they overcame that, just for you? what if you were worth it?
people our age are lonely, and if not, often working through issues they didn't have time to contemplate in their teens and early 20s because they were still living throigh the issues. younger people too, of course, but it's especially rampant in the aforementioned age group. past college and college friends, too caught up in work to make new ones. if the dca really clicked with you as a character, it's kind of fun to imagine what it would be like to hang out with them. what if they were your friend? what if they were more?
which leads to my last point--cringe is dead and we stomped on its corpse
maybe it started with a few people drawing a y/n with the dca, and wow the art is cute! who's the cute jester character? ... is that a self-insert? huh. and then more people join in. is that allowed? yes! and the crowd cheers for it too! the right people drawing the right character dynamics at the right moment, drawing others like a moths to a strange robotic flame
ultimately, the fandom attracts so much selfship because that's the bedrock, the foundation the rest of the fandom built its home on. almost all of the common tropes and characterization have roots in selfship fic and art. the dca's popularity very much kicked off from that, and seeing other people using them as an outlet for their loneliness, friendship, romantic or sexual desires, or even just for creative character and plot setups that are only tangentially related to canon actively encouraged others to join in, in a way that could only happen while riding the funerary coattails of cringe culture
it's very much a lightning in a bottle fandom, the likes of which i doubt we'll see again for a while
#i have more thoughts but I'll leave it at that#it's genuinely been fascinating being at ground zero if this fandom explosion#seeing a dynamic that's usually frowned upon be so loved genuinely has been a wild ride#and to the people who don't like it... i get it i truly do. ive been in a tiny minority in large fandoms more times than i can count#but sometimes you truly just have to accept that youre a small fish in a big pond and make peace with that. it sucks#but that's the way of it. either make the content you want to see or find like-minded fish. i prommy they're out there. there's less if them#but you'll find your people#fnaf sb#fnaf daycare attendant
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horrible truth bomb dropped on my head 20 min ago
#I DIDNT KNOW I DIDNT KNOWWWWW#when i say damn thats crazy its bc i DO think its crazy i think a lot of things are crazy. like how birds have cloacas#or the way ppl draw a five pointed star in different ways and everyone assumes their way of doing it is how everyone does it#my brother is not letting me live this down btw he literally shouted at me like HOW DID YOU LIVE THIS LONG AND NOT PICK UP ON THAT#IDK!!! IDK I THOUGHT SOMETIMES IT COULD BE USED TO EXPRESS GENUINE SHOCK??????#he says its my delivery that makes it sound insincere bc i say it in a monotonous voice which when i think abt it YEAH....#THAT DOES MAKE IT LOOK KINDA BAD IN HINDSIGHT.....#and then i told him i keep a list of phrases that tickle my brain so i can remember to use them in conversation and apparently#most ppl dont do that bc he was like ???? stop doing that??? just let the conversation flow naturally it sounds fake>????#idk man i feel like if i did that and blurted out 'i forgot people find stuff like underwear arousing for some reason' instead of#smth like 'i wonder what kind of ppl find this kind of stuff the bees knees' like i normally do. it would. not go so well.#ALSO THE FLOW CHARTS ARENT NORMAL? i make flow charts before i call the bank or smth so i know what to say#its not just to blend in its also so i dont waste ppls time going uhhhhh as i think of how i put smth into words#its called stalling for time and i dont care if i have to say smth like thats just how the cookie crumbles if it gives me#5 more seconds to process whatever the fuck someone said without letting them think im not paying attention#doodles#diary#sona#puppysona#comics
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“who’s the evil alter” about to be me if you don’t shut yo ass up
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#/silly btw this isn’t about anyone/anything specific it’s just a thought i have sometimes lol#rift.jax#rift.txt#plural things#plural#plural memes#actually plural#plural stuff#plural system#plurality#pluralgang#pluralpunk#system memes#system things#system stuff#sysblr#system#endo safe#endogenic safe#pro endo#pro endogenic#endo friendly#endogenic friendly
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A whole new meaning to Gay Chicken.
(For: Anonymous raffle winner!)
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#This prompt was super cute! Thank you for donating to the raffle!#And thank you to everyone who also donated!#Okay full disclosure I am on very little sleep right now so these next thoughts may be incomprehensible.#(That hasn't stopped me before. Sometimes the voices of the hat man give me good ideas.)#I have been vibrating with excitement for when we finally get to the chicken scene.#Because I really want to draw chickens! I love chickens! They are so optimally shaped for maximal cuteness.#That's a creature that was designed to be fluffy and sit on things. What is there to *not* love!#I know there is more significance to the whole exchange but really...I think Lan Wangji deep down just wants to hold cute creatures.#His hands are big and gentle and not meant for swords! They are made to be filling rabbit hutches with fresh hay and petting chickens.#This is to say; Lan Wangji's problems could all have been avoided if he was a farmboy.#He can still be a farmer. The two of them could run off into the country and start something new.#"True love is possible only - in the next world - for new people” Is a disco elysium quote I think about for wangxian all the time.#Ah but that's a different tangent. Look forwards to more art tomorrow!
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