// I’ve already made a Halloween banner for my blog, but now I’m thinking of making the whole blog Halloween-themed.
// Don’t ever be afraid to tell my Muse to piss off. To have your Muse turn their back on her and walk away. To bitchslap her across the face and ask her who the fuck she thinks she is.
Things like that happen in normal too sometimes.
Not everybody’s going to be friends. Sometimes it just doesn’t work. It happens.
// I’m still hella proud of the floorplans I made for Lill’s house.
30 Days of Character Development
Where (and when) did they grow up? How did they view it as a child, and did that change as they matured? How do they feel about the place now?
Lill grew up in Boston, not far from the Irish neighborhoods in the city, but far enough to - as a little girl - not realize they’re there. The house she lived in was pretty bed, having five bedrooms and two bathrooms, but as a little girl, it seemed big enough to be a palace.
Now that she’s older, it’s a normal house, nothing special. The house she’s living in right now is even bigger than her parents’ house.
Most of her bad childhood memories happened in that house, so she doesn’t ever want to go back there.
Feeling at Home || Lill & Peter || Main
”O-okay.. That’s not really.. what I meant..” he said with a face that increasingly turned more and more red. ”I love making friends! Really, I’m one of the most friendly people I know. B-but..” he cleared his throat, laughing nervously at her question. ”Scared? Maybe a little.. I’m not used to accidentally going into strip clubs and being perved on by a stripper…”
"Perved?" She repeated, arching an eyebrow. "I don’t think perving was in the job-description when I applied for a job here.” She withdrew her hand, placing it palm-down on her own knee. “So you think I’m perving, lover?” She asked, slightly amused. “Might I remind you that you walked into a strip-joint and led one of the strippers buy you a drink?”