#lemonisinplay

[deviltownresident]

LGBTQ+, simp, casually talks about murder, shitposter

Heavy on the simp

you got me there

[veradragonjedi]

Wip Wednesday with no rules, huh??

The next chapter of BBB is being slowly written, but I thought I'd share a piece of chapter 23 instead ;)

Feel like disappearing...

Luke gritted his teeth as he pulled his hand from the bin, rereading the writing several times before pulling it back toward him.

The station was empty now and the lights were dimming slowly. Hovercabs were taking the last few stragglers to their respective destinations, and the conductors were stepping off, greeting their night shift replacements with waves and jokes.

Lifting his veil just over his nose, in one swift motion, Luke brought the ticket upward and tore the number with his teeth before tucking it into the folds of his right glove and throwing the other half into the bin.

Now that the station was empty, and the only sound was the hissing of gas escaping the joints of the drifting carriages, Luke finally felt alone. The buzz of the electric lights fizzed and cracked before powering on, preparing for evening to fall.

That loneliness began feeling like isolation; the stench of societal expectations exuded from the train and ground, and two of the few remaining hovercabs lifted from their lots.

Luke sighed inward, coughing slightly at the steam and smoke, before he made it to the last.

He knocked on the window, and the door opened.

"Where you headed?"

The driver, a Rodian with green skin and eyes the colour of twilight skies, splattered with stars, started the engine of the vehicle, and Luke slid thirty credits to him from behind.

"Cantham House."

"Ohh, luxurious." The Rodian slipped the credits into his pocket and Luke leant back into the worn seat in order to gaze into the empty, grey sky.

"Where are the stars?" Luke sighed, and the Rodian didn't act as though he'd heard him.

Where are the stars?

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[deviltownresident]

@the-lemonisinplay Debbie.

This is what an evil boop looks like.

[deviltownresident]

picrew chain!!

found this^^ cute picrew and decided to make a chain

please tag friends so I can spread @elena-illustration's cool art

I'm tagging @veradragonjedi @the-lemonisinplay @distinguished-coffee-grounds @thekittyburger @terrydoestransitions @felipe-kuso and anyone else I missed!

[deviltownresident]

I don’t know you but tell me more

ohohohohoho you have no idea how long i have wanted to rant about duolingo. where to start... probably texts i once sent about it to @the-lemonisinplay

"my dad knows duolingo doesn't help but he still uses it, he's obsessed with the leagues, my mother doesn't care but she thinks it helps her skills, it does not. i want to start a chatroom of people who hate duolingo bc I can't be the only one. you know what I hate? duolingo. more specifically, other people doing duolingo. and practically shouting into their phones in a language I don't understand. and the phrase 'I have to do duolingo'. no. it's not true, you don't have to do it. you picked it up for fun and now you're getting brainwashed into doing useless activities each day instead of what? instead of people actually enjoying being in your presence. get a life. every single day. do you want to do X thing? no. you have a fucking fictional owl cartoon to spend time with. you know what else you have to spend time with? other people. my dad does duolingo twice a day, sessions of about 20 minutes? they're trying to learn Dutch atm, and it's not even helping. they're not learning anything new. they're just obsessed with staying in the right league. but the thing is they know duolingo isn't helpful and they hate it most of the time but they're still obsessed. let the world feel my wrath at the scary owl app."

i think that pretty much sums it up. i know a lot of that is about my parents but i feel like this must have happened to lots of people- it's a real problem how companies try to sell their product by giving people a false sense of accomplishment by endorsing it. and yeah, maybe i have a vendetta specifically against this stupid app, but i'm not the only one who critiques its ability to actually teach languages - anyone who's been on it for more than five minutes will know that most of the vocabulary it teaches you is bogus - ie, sentences like one my mum had, "my snail can't eat salt" - and that it's completely ineffective for teaching grammatical rules. you need a proper teacher, or at least a human fucking being to teach you that, not a corporation out there purely to scam you for your time (don't get me started on duolingo plus)

anyway. sorry this is literal months late it's been in my drafts for forever. if you made it this far... well done and i'm slightly in love with you.

[deviltownresident]

i feel like i'm bring treated like a child. people say they're going leave me alone for a few minutes, i get upset, they console me with red dwarf merch so i have something to do while they're gone, and it shouldn't work but it DOES. five minutes later they come back and i'm still fully absorbed. this is embarrassing.

@the-lemonisinplay screw you <3

[deviltownresident]

@the-lemonisinplay

[deviltownresident]

Is your boyfriend the best person ever uwu 🥺

@the-lemonisinplay be quiet <3

[trensu]

@lemonisinplay continues to bless me with her BRILLIANT thoughts on Jon's Creeping Terror Fun Fact Corner! if i'd known this was gonna become a Thing, i'd have given it a shorter name lololol. She cheerfully pointed out that these kids shows sometimes have an activity section where you can make arts and crafts right in your own home! And who better to lead an arts and crafts segment than the woman who made an accurate map of the distortion?

--

[Scene opens to a dim room. at the center of the shot, a large table covered in files, books, and scattered sheets of paper. An old woman sits in a chair that should dwarf her but seems instead too small to fit her stern expression and perfect posture. Jon stands next to her, eyes flickering from one messily shuffled file to another. His hands are fidgeting, as if he's restraining himself from righting the nearest precarious pile of books. The corner of his mouth flinches down into a scowl before forcing a very false grin]

Jon: It's time for everyone's favorite segment, Get Crafty with Gertrude! Pay close attention, children, so you can tell me what you learned from Gertrude later!

[He stomps off set, muttering something about organization and the value of a clean work space, and for god's sake isn't there a sensible reference system she could be using?? Gertrude's expression does not change but there is a vague air of amusement for a split second before her stern gaze turns back to the camera.]

Gertrude: welcome once again children. do you ever feel like you're being watched? Perhaps you are playing with your toys and you notice out of the corner of your eye the character on the cover of your favorite story book are staring straight at you? Or perhaps you're in your living room with all the family photos on the wall and the eyes of the people you love seem to follow you around the room no matter where you go? But of course, you say to yourself, it's just a book, a photo; it's a coincidence, a trick of the light, that makes you think that

[a quiet ominous pause. the lighting seems to change, throwing her features in stark contrast.]

Gertrude, voice low: This is untrue. Do not lie to yourself. Lies can get you killed. Remember, they are always watching.

[another pause, heavy and thick. then the lighting brightens somewhat. gertrude's features no longer carry the threatening aura displayed moments ago.]

Gertrude: But we can fix that! for today's activity, you'll need a cutting mat, an x-acto knife, and very steady hands [she chuckles]. Pick out a book or picture that has eyes on it. We are going to learn how to remove them so they won't see what you do when you think no one is watching.

[Gertrude pulls out a photo to demonstrate. It features a man with a patronizing smile and eyes that don't quite mesh with the rest of his face. The camera zooms in to focus on her hands as she positions the photo on the cutting mat]

Gertrude, whipping out a knife: Now, you must be sure your knife is as sharp as possible so that--

[an interruption off scene. it sounds like martin but the insistent whispers are hard to make out. Gertrude seems to hear them fine and frowns.]

Gertrude: That's not practical. Adults are not always around and getting rid of all-seeing eyes is significantly more urgent.

[the insistent whispers continue. Gertrude's frown turns into a scowl to rival Jon's.]

Gertrude: If the children can't handle an x-acto knife on their own, they will likely not survive one of the entities and this segment won't matter.

[the whispers get sharp and rise in pitch. Gertrude glares for a moment before heaving a very put-upon sigh.]

Gertrude: For legal reasons, I must ask that you only do this when you have a parent or trusted adult nearby to supervise. I suppose as long as you're within hearing distance, it's fine. if you cut off a finger, they'll be able to hear you scream and come to your aid. although I hardly think losing a pinky is cause for that much concern so long as you staunch the bleeding.

[A muffled shout of frustration is heard. "You completely invalidated the statement!! Safety is important, why does no one understand that safety is important??" It is definitely Martin.]

--

Bonus behind the scenes content

[Jon and Gertrude are arguing vehemently about how to best keep an archive neat. Gertrude maintains an aloof air while Jon steadily gets louder and more irate.

[One of the studio's alley cats roams in and both Gertrude and Jon stop their conversation to simultaneously attempt to pet the cat. Jon throws a surprised glance at Gertrude, who remains cool and collected even as she strokes the cat.]

Jon, shyly: ...you like cats? [his gaze is firmly on the gray tabby as he rubs his knuckles under the cat's chin]

Gertrude, matter of factly: Yes. I heard you Beheld some delinquents who were harassing the Commodore here.

Jon: I did. The Commodore and the others don't deserve that sort of treatment. They've done nothing wrong ever in their lives.

Gertrude: yes, i Know. That's why i love them. I can excuse killing archival assistants but I draw the line at hurting the cats.

Jon, enthused: Yes, cats really are amazing creatures and--wait. you can excuse killing archival assistants??

[the tension ratchets back up. the Commodore senses this and stalks out as jon and gertrude have a stare down, still crouched where they had been petting the cat. Glowing green eyes suddenly blink open to halo Jon's head. Gertrude's own eyes narrow, mouth a firm line.]

Jon, voice deep with power: Ceaseless Watcher, see this unworthy servant--

Gertrude, voice like granite: Young man, don't you dare--

[The compulsion in her words makes Jon stutter but does not stop him. The room starts to tremble beneath the pressure of the sudden power spike between the two avatars]

Stagehand 1: *expletive* not again. we just rebuilt the set!

Stagehand 2: Someone get Martin in here now. And bring Gerry's book!

Stagehand 1: And maybe one of the cats.

[Several members of the team scurry to carry out orders, panic clear on their faces. The last thing we see is Martin skidding into the scene, hurriedly reading from a tome and a ghostly outline starting to emanate from it. Scene cuts to black.]

[deviltownresident]

@the-lemonisinplay your mind, probably

No you don't get it, I'm a Good Person. You don't understand. I'm a Good Person which makes it okay for me to think violently about the Enemy, who is Bad Person. I'm commenting "you should be violently murdered" because I'm Good Person and you're Bad Person. You think saying that to someone is fucked up?? You should be violently murdered, you're probably Bad Person anyway

[eliseability]

Cabin Pressure bow! What do you think? Hat or no hat? #cabinpressure #lemonisinplay

[trensu]

Please excuse the horrible lighting. I took pics in two different places and the lighting still looked awful. Instead you should focus on these AMAZING COOKIES MY FRIEND MADE ME!!

See, @lemonisinplay TRICKED ME into listening to the Magnus Archives which proceeded to TRAUMATIZE me both MENTALLY and EMOTIONALLY. So i demanded compensation in the form of cookies bc she's the best cookie artist in the world!!!! Do cookie artists have a title?? Idk idk but she's amazing and definitely deserves a proper title

Anyway, yes, she made me Beholding cookies in the shape of my initial. Not only were they STUNNING to look at, they were DELICIOUS too! definitely made up for all the pain she made me endure (Mostly. As long as I don't dwell on canon too much lol)

[mycroftirl]

lemonisinplay replied to your post: HA HA HA. FINALLY. I DON'T HAVE CAPTCHA ON MY OMEGLE.

I had the same thing going on for a while. It made me do a captcha every time I tried to start a new conversation. I wrote an email in the little email place on the homepage, and it magically fixed itself.

...I've had it for nearly three weeks.

THEN BOOM INTERNETFAILURE

And now it's all good.

o-o

[caephuier]

lemonisinplay answered your question: guys i'm gonna do it

I’m lighting candles and praying for your sanity. Good luck.

oh my god my heart is already breaking. i can't tell whether to cry or laugh or both.

[deviltownresident]

@the-lemonisinplay

(flight intercom) this is the pilot speaking. yeah we expect todays flight to be normal. um if you look out your window you shouldnt see the skull

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