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I honestly don’t know how anyone is getting anything done while the world is crumbling around us. I just want to curl into a corner and cry. Everyday is a constant screaming into the void begging for someone to do something because our government has seemingly forgotten how to, I dunno… GOVERN.

I’m so lost.

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As someone who loves history and hyperfocused on WW2 in highschool, I understood why. What I can’t seem to wrap my head around is why we’re letting this happen again. We know what happened and how to prevent it… why are we ignoring the warning signs? Why isnt anyone doing anything to stop it???

I’m so incredibly frustrated and upset, but I refuse to let go of hope. Good people still exist. Not all of us wanted this.

As a kid learning about the holocaust, I never understood how people could let Nazis rise to power. But now I’m watching it happen in real time.

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UPDATE: I got writing done, but it was not for the fic I needed to work on 😵‍💫 damned brain worms

Tomorrow, after nearly a decade of the most insignificant winters, we’re ‘supposed’ to get our shit rocked and possibly see up to 6+ inches of snow. It’ll be chaos AND I COULDN’T BE MORE EXCITED.

I’m gonna get so much writing/reading done this weekend.

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We’ve been out of school for a week because of ice with no end in sight. I wanna go back to work 😭

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I need this to be a fic like I need air, oh my god xD

You know what i need so bad?

A ff where the Hazbin Crew is in big fucking trouble and they're like aw shit we're so fucked the odds are 10 to 1 against us and then Alastor just pulls a pack of coke outta the nether, takes one big line and fucking obliberates the threat. Bonus points if he does so without any of his demon powers.

I want that man high as balls with a torn suit, a hunting knife and a shotgun.

Full of blood. But that's a given.

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Tomorrow, after nearly a decade of the most insignificant winters, we’re ‘supposed’ to get our shit rocked and possibly see up to 6+ inches of snow. It’ll be chaos AND I COULDN’T BE MORE EXCITED.

I’m gonna get so much writing/reading done this weekend.

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On one hand, I need to put work in on my current fic.

On the other… I just finished the main questline for Hogwarts Legacy and Sebastian’s side quests. I’m ITCHING to write the little worm that’s wiggled its way into my brain because there’s no way it just ends here.

UPDATE: I have no self control. I created a whole ass plot line in 30 minutes.

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And then dive into the new obsession that replaced it

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It would be really cool if people could stop using the Alastor x OC tag on x reader fics.

x reader and x OC are not the same. One is an empty, flat mirror and the other is a fully developed character with a backstory, a distinct appearance, opinions, and depth. I don't need to be an 18th century English governess to step into Jane Eyre's shoes. I don't need to be a young black man living in The House to empathize with and step inside Piranesi. I don't need to be an immortal unicorn to understand and feel Amalthea's regret and sorrow. That's what imagination and empathy are for--I don't need to be in love in order to powerfully feel someone else's.

I'm ace. I do not imagine myself railing Alastor until he cries, that's what my OC is for. I do NOT want to be involved in any fictional sex, let alone someone else's sex fantasies that the writing structure tells me I personally am involved in. It's a big squick for me.

I fully believe in ship and let ship, don't like don't read, etc, which is why I've struggled silently against this endless tide of x reader fics for a year, watching my own work and the work of friends get buried. But people are making 'don't like don't read' really hard when this is what the "top" section of the Alastor x OC tag looks like (and it goes on for a very long time before even one x OC piece comes up):

This fandom already has a very low engagement rate for authors and artists, and Alastor x reader has its own tag--please use it! The way things are right now makes it very hard to find fellow x OC shippers.

If you like both x reader and x OC, follow both tags! It's as simple as that.

Let the few of us making our lovingly crafted Barbies kiss our favorite blorbos in the sandbox have a little room to do so, please.

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Men in reality

Men in fiction ✅

maybe i was born to read fanfic and obsess over fictional men idk

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And then they write the most beautiful fic that alters my entire soul 😭

“english isn’t my first langua—“ say no more.

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IT’S WEDNESDAY, LOVELIES

And I fuckin’ updated today, so we got some content 😎

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So tonight I've discovered that my daughter has been hiding cans of tuna fish in her bed.

Happy New Year, I guess?

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I can’t help but laugh when people say Lucien feels “entitled” to Elain or is “being pushy” because WHAT LOL

“Hey Rhys, what’d you do when you found out Feyre was your mate?”

Rhys: Ah, yes. Well naturally I didn’t tell her, forced her into a bargain that ensured she would be stuck with me for a week each month and then stole her from her wedding and made her train for her own good!

“And Cassian? What did you do?”

Cassian: Um, I … didn’t tell her, got really mad when she started spinning out and then forced her to be stuck with me and to train for her own good!

“Cool. And Lucien?”

Lucien: I betrayed my oldest friend and travelled with her sister across enemy territory, risking my own life just to be able to SEE my mate. Spoke to her once and made the only suggestion that helped her feel better. Then I went off on another life threatening mission and found her father, tipping the scales of this war and then I left Prythian entirely, giving her space. I come to the city where she lives with presents once or twice a year just to check in.

Lucien is objectively the best male in this series lol. He isn’t even my favorite (because I have bad taste in men oops), but I can admit that he is objectively the best one. Like PLEASE!! It’s fine to ship whatever you want to but let’s not defame my boy for no good reason.

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Posting on AO3 is like, I'm doing this for myself, but also immediately refreshing the page every 5 seconds to see if you get any hits comments or kudos. But totally only writing for me.

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Update, Update, UPDATE

Three for three this week, bitches. I'm on a roll.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56646082/chapters/157868296

AND ON TOP OF THAT, I ADDED AN ALASTOR POV TO THE BEGINNING (CH. 4)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56646082/chapters/157868827

"Well," the Baron began, his voice sounding impatient as it sliced through his thoughts. "Answer me, boy, I ain't got all night. Places to be, people to see." Alastor dared to glare at him, annoyed by the audacious demand coming from the loa that ruled over his life. Of course, Samedi only chuckled, amused by his blatant irritation. "Why bother asking when you lurk over my shoulder like a damned parrot?" he grumbled, debating on stealing the bottle of rum from the Baron's hand. Baron Samedi roared with laughter this time, the sound of it rattling through the house. "Don't tell me a harmless young woman's got your knickers all twisted." He slapped his knee, releasing another round of booming guffaws. "Lawd, Brigitte is gon' get a kick outta this!" "Harmless!" Alastor scoffed, staring at the Baron with disbelief. His cigarette threatened to fall from his lips as he gestured with incredulity. "You've tied my soul to one of the most irritating, foul-mouthed creatures in existence! She's a monster!" The Baron sucked air through his teeth in a scolding, yet teasing manner. "I think you oughta go look in a mirror, my boy. That girl ain't the one terrorizin' a whole city with her bloodbath tomfoolery."