*please hold playing in the background*
just watched Grian's video from yesterday where he ends it by saying that Cleo is gonna return any second now, but also Cleo just tweeted that they're still a hundred thousand blocks away, which results in the hilarious mental image of permit office!Grian standing in front of a nether portal for fourteen hours, occasionally looking at his watch and saying "aaany second now", entirely unmoving.
Hua Cheng holds Xie Lian's head closer to her because his breathing and heartbeat lull Hua to sleep very quickly.💤
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
*touches ground* something happened here
everyone trying to shoehorn in another celestial body theme for this season's winner but i think we're missing the obvious. guy with the car won the traffic series.
Chuuya: I think I’m coming down with something, I’ve been feeling nauseous lately Dazai: Maybe you’re pregnant Chuuya: Dazai: Chuuya: I don’t know who’s the bigger idiot right now, you because you suggested it, or me, because I just had a heart attack
ITS THIS THING TUESDAY
Two types of gods with believers:
Jun Wu: This is Mei Nianqing, my beloved vassal. He can see the future, paint and loose at cards. I can name his ancestors six generations back.
Xie Lian: This is Hong-er, my most devoted believer. I found him in a ditch one day. He has every disease, and if anything happens to him I will destroy the world and then myself.
There are two types of writers:
1. 'It's fiction, it doesn't need to make sense!'
2. 'I didn't account for the rotation of the planet and how that affects the constalations while my characters stargazed at different times of year, I have failed as a writer, and this entire thing is trash'