me in planning stages of writing: this fucks. this is gonna be so fun.
me the minute i sit down to write: language is an unwieldy cudgel we use to beat the human experience to death in an attempt at ever communicating fully with another being. i wish intelligent life had never evolved. i want to go back to the cell stage like in spore
junmei is so funny from xie lian's perspective. imagine your former mentor that dipped 800 years ago finally showing up to court for a proper custody battle, proceeding to expose your #1 lifelong idol to be the insane lunatic that fucked up your life back when you were a teenager and then finding out said insane lunatic that fucked up your life also fucked said mentor 2000 years ago creating the three realms's most toxic doomed yaoi
This is how Shen yuan learned English for sure
D: Oh beautiful lady of my heart, will you-
D: *sees Chuuya* Excuse me *immediately stands up*
Woman: Wha-
D: *tilting his head with a charming smile* I'll be right back pretty lady. *kisses her hand*
Woman: But we are in a date-
D: *not listening and walking towards him* Chuuya hasn't grown an inch.
Mumbo, the chicken to be, consults with an expert in these matters
Love you, pizza
me: i hate cliches
fanfic: they were soulmates
me: OMIGOSH GUYS THEY WERE SOULMATES
exam today
Dear everyone who is currently working on a Thing, whatever that Thing may be,
Good luck with the Thing. You can do the Thing. You will do the Thing. You just have to do the Thing.
Best wishes,
Someone who is also doing a Thing