so if keith’s internal pining deals with music and sountracks dealing with jb, camp rock, all the way to linkin park and rise against etc etc. then is lance’s internal pining like a movie? maybe it’s a really dramatic opera/musical songs about someone not loving you back? does he picture that they’re in the middle of the low point of a romantic comedy with the cinematography montages and all? when he remembers certain peak pining moments, does he remember them in black and white like an old french film? does he act out how he wants to talk to keith in movie format???
apparently rough-sketching scenes from disney aus is my ~thing now, so here’s a snapshot of cinderella, based on the 2015 movie. maybe this will become a series, who knows!
(with proper capitalization for reading ease bc this got wayyy longer than i meant for it to, whoops)
The first time Isak meets the prince, he doesn’t know he’s meeting the prince.
This is probably for the better, seeing as he doesn’t so much meet the prince as nearly run the prince down with his horse. Which is mostly Isak’s fault, since he isn’t watching where he is riding as well as he should be, but there are—reasons, if he were pressed to give them. The morning had been crueler than usual and the ride to the market had been an all-too-appealing promise of escape, even just temporarily. And so Isak had left the breakfast dishes still dripping dry and bolted as fast as he was able, gratefully giving his thoughts and tears to the wind and trusting the horse to guide them both clear.
Maybe not the safest plan, but it has worked fairly well, up until he almost runs into another rider. It happens so quickly—a startled shout, the high cry of another horse, a blur of color suddenly veering to his left—that Isak has little time to do anything but shout “Sorry!” over his shoulder and hope the wind carries it back. He thinks that will be it, until he registers a voice calling behind him, and then a second rhythm of hoofbeats pounding into the forest floor and catching him up.
is spending the 30 diamonds worth it if you’re NOT hooking up w/becca tho? i want my single mc to be w/zig and i don’t rlly wanna fuck it up by hooking up w/becca and i’m not sure i wanna cheat on chris even tho i’m annoyed with him right now. :(
*Warning complaining ahead* This week hasn’t been the best. My anxiety is awful which makes sleep hard to come by, which makes my anxiety worse. Awesome sauce. I try to play some Overwatch, ya know, for fun (it’s a game it’s supposed to be fun people) I’m doing pretty well, gold medals and cards all around. So I think, Eh, one more game before my wrist starts to hurt (I am old) I don’t play great, but not exactly horrible either. We don’t win and then these two bitches (they were probably guys, but I’m sticking by my juvenile name) specifically call me out and blame me for the loss and then are real condescending dicks about it like they were playing great and I’m some infant mashing the keyboard with my fists. No one was playing great for the record. So yeah, thanks a-holes being publicly called out is great for my sleep deprived anxiety. I love it. Can’t get enough. I bet it made you feel like a big man. I hope you spill a glass of soda onto your keyboards and then step on some Legos.
02/12/16; i started the day with an unplanned visit at the hospital, therefore i got to the library a bit later than i originally wanted to. despite that i managed to get everything i’ve planned for today done. i also got hang of all of the books for intro to scandinavian lit i’m going to have to read in the next half of the semester. first i need to get through the mid-term though - that’s where all the mindmaps are for. i’m quite pleased with how each of them turned out. in the pictures also: my bullet journal spread containing daily lists on the left and all the uni stuff i need to get done by next week on the right, and also a window selfie where you can’t see my swollen eye (aka the reason i went to the hospital in the morning). also black coffee has become my new best friend.