i’m basically “pro-do whatever you want as long as you’re enjoying yourself and not hurting other people”
yep, this.
i occasionally give writing advice that’s like “don’t do this thing please it’s awful” but awful is relative. these writing don’ts are awful like turning your eyelids inside out while i’m eating, not like kicking a kitten. like, it makes me do the excalibur face but it’s actually kind of funny too. frankly, if it really spins your pinwheel, go ahead and faceroll the most halfassed fic in the world; i’m honestly just glad you’re having fun.
seconded, but now i want to know what the excalibur face is
it’s the face everyone in soul eater makes when they think of excalibur, who has nothing to say but never shuts up
do you ever look at Successful™ people your age and feel like you’re just floating your way thru life like a very bewildered and directionless bumblebee
someone: haha you just want to know when you’re off the hook
me: hah
me: (actually i just need to allocate the right expectations and backlog of energy and make sure the rest of my day falls in good accordance with it so that i don’t feel time-crunched and propel myself into a hysteria because if i don’t know how long this thing lasts or when it ends i can’t possibly know when literally anything else starts and my entire life becomes an unraveled realm of anarchy with no rhyme or reason and how is that not terrifying to you)
me: hey how long will this take
someone: oh like twenty minutes
me: ok
*an hour later*
me: *clinging to every learned social skill i can think of with the desperate hope my distress and exhaustion doesn’t show*
someone: hey we’re almost done don’t be so crabby
me: *smiling* *internally screaming at this SENSELESS CHAOS*
just moving along like everyone else 