#Personal updates

[em-writes-stuff-sometimes]

Am alive, been fandom-ing silently lately! Haven’t been on Tumblr because the community has just been perpetually exhausting to peer in on and I just want to enjoy Uncle Daddy goddammit

I’ve been crocheting lil GoT/HoTD characters lately! That’s what I’ve been doing with my time lol. No updates on latest chapter yet, but I have been writing a sort of AU one-shot of Daemon’s hallucinations featuring Babey/niece!Reader that I’ll probs post soon. I want to include some REEEEEAL fuckery there, not sure how terrible I want to make it. There’s definitely violence and gore, but not sure how to make it as psychologically fucky as him shtupping his mummy.

(Got some ideas re: he bangs Babey in his hallucination and it turns into noncon/ he starts IDK choking her out and the scene turns into her bleeding out everywhere like she’s just given birth and it went wrong and the scene is supposed to sorta call in some latent guilt about knocking her up all the time a la “you killed me, Daemon”. OR a variation of this where it starts a little seksy (fully clothed) but then there’s a struggle and Babey gets up and starts bleeding, but then she shrinks into her younger self and she’s bleeding out and she asks him if she’s going to die and he tries to tell her she won’t but she tells him “I will, though. I’m too young.” And he protests only for her to say in a creepy blend of child and adult Babey: “I was always too young, kepus. You just refused to see it” etc.)

Anyway, I have seen all the inbox messages! I shall get to them when I can. Will take Tumblring slow so as not to piss myself off again, lol.

Hope y’all are well!

[dr-spectre]

Hey gamers, so I've decided to come back earlier than I originally planned because 1. I missed you. 2. I'm okay now.

I mainly had a sort of minor mental crisis but after speaking with friends and clearing my head I'm fine now.

Some stuff set me off, and it made me spiral into an overthinking mess. It was mainly about a certain character and their evil arc. (Look at my blog for more than 5 seconds, and you'll see what I'm talking about)

Anyhow, enough personal shit, I wanna share some pics!!! I did participate in Splatoween but surprisingly I didn't take a crap ton of Callie pics!!! THE SPLATOON BRAINROT IS LEAVING MY BODY!!! (it's going into remission) enjoy some Squid Sisters pictures!!!

[whilereadingandwalking]

If life was fair, I’d get paid to read books…so life is a little fairer today, as I join Booklist, the American Library Association’s magazine, as a contract editor. Still in the job hunt for part-time work, but this is one beautiful foundation.

[indignantlemur]

Quick personal update: hit by the bomb cyclone storm/winter hurricane that affected BC on the 19th.

Probably one of the worst storms we've had in a while. Power cable was ripped off the anchor box on the side of the house by means of falling tree, and we had the dubious delight of finding branches as big as I am stuck in the lawn like javelins the next morning.

No serious damage otherwise, but having a live cable strewn all over the place was decidedly uncomfortable until the local firefighters came and disconnected it. We still don't have wifi back at the moment, but our landlord was very diligent in following up with BC Hydro - repeatedly - until they came and reconnected us to the grid so we could have running water at least. (We're on a well, so no power means no water, for the unfamiliar.)

So, in the interest of not burning huge amounts of my cell data, I'm not gonna be answering asks/replies/etc for a little bit! Feel free to ask, tag, mention, comment, or what-have-you - I'll just be a bit slow in getting back to you!

[usergreenpixel]

Guys, I think I’m going to bite the bullet and do some beta/sensitivity reading, 😂

(I know sensitivity reading is controversial, btw. I don’t want to harp on new creators, just contribute my prospective on issues and groups that I relate to, especially since some of these groups are more niche…)

Wish me luck, because I’ve never done freelance gigs before and I’m nervous af…

@amypihcs @theravenclawrevolutionary @idieonthishill @josefavomjaaga @maggiec70 @chickenmadam @saintjustitude @jefflion @18thcenturythirsttrap @michel-feuilly @pobodleru @on-holidays-by-mistake

[iamamythologicalcreature]

Snow-kitty is in the hospital.

[bomberqueen17]

who let me out

Most of the time I spend on Tumblr has been taken up in writing these Aubreyad book recaps so I haven't been talking about my own life but there's not a lot to say.

However!

I am making a voyage to England next week which is extremely exciting, and yes I'm going to see the museum exhibit about that archaeology dig I was so excited about. I have been so stressed lately that I have barely thought about this and in fact last night I finally was like "do i need like. socks n underwear for this trip. idek." and i haven't even looked at weather reports so I don't know what clothes I need. But I did live in the UK for a while once so I'm fairly confident that my good raincoat and new waterproof boots will be a good start towards an autumn wardrobe.

So I hope to talk about that more, coming up.

Meanwhile, rambling about personal life stuff

The last stint at the farm was so fucking stressful. I had to work the market sometimes, which means a full day of work on Saturday. We had so much work to get through, and several people who help us weren't available, so we had to do it all ourselves, and that meant some ten-hour days, meant some exhausting slogs. At the end I was like "do you know what I'm not going to do while I'm on vacation?" "no, what" "ever touch raw chicken." I singlehandedly had to package like 1000 pounds of raw chicken in two days, after having packaged 200 whole chickens the day before. I was just so tired of the way raw cold chicken feels in my hands. Ugh ugh ugh.

I got so stressed I just wasn't sleeping, which sucked. Oh, I'd get into bed, and I'd fall asleep at my normal time-- usually around 10pm-- and then I'd wake up at 2am and that was it, I was up for the day. I tried various things-- went to bed at 9, woke up at 1-- lay there pretending to sleep-- got up and wrote-- got up and walked around-- one night I watched the entirety of the Master & Commander movie from 2003 on YouTube. Why not! I did remember some of it from 20 years ago, how funny.

(My dad liked that movie. His favorite thing to do during movies was to quibble about historical inaccuracies. But this movie had so much fanservice for reenactors in it that he was quietly delighted. His quibble was that the violin and cello duets were too good, they should've recorded amateurs. He had a point.)

Anyway. I was researching various methods of helping one sleep-- the only one at my disposal was weed gummies and I spent one very miserable night just lying there high and bored and not sleeping and wasn't totally sober when morning came and that fucking sucked. I commute on foot or I never would have risked it, but being very slightly still high and exhausted and trying to do repetitive physical work was really, really dispiriting.

but we got everything done. In the end. And I left. And once I got home I went to sleep and I have not had really any appreciable trouble sleeping since. I can even nap, sometimes!

Heck.

One of the things I'd meant to take care of while I was at the farm was that of course on my birthday, my fucking driver's license expired. On the one hand, thank you DMV, it used to be that everyone's license expired on the same day, so you'd have to go wait in massive lines to get it dealt with. Now it's... not evenly distributed exactly, because people's birthdays are a random distribution, but it's a perfectly logical and reasonable way to organize expiration dates. But it meant that in the midst of this exhausting miserable stint of work when I didn't have time to do anything really fun for my birthday (don't cry for me, my mom made me a cake and my BIL bought me ice cream treats) I also was consumed with angst about needing to renew my license. i was so sure they'd yell at me because I hadn't renewed before it expired-- but they wanted me to do an eye test, and I could not, could not coordinate that, I'm overdue for an optometrist appointment by several years and I just could not fucking make it happen.

So I went to the DMV yesterday and was like "i both want to renew this license and upgrade it to the enhanced version since that will be required for planes soon" and they were like "we need both your passport and your social security card and two proofs of residency." and i was like you need the social security card and proof of residency to get the passport. and they were like yeah but we need all four things too. so I went back home with the form and found the various necessary proofs, but then I was able to make an appointment to go back. Great!

(They say, "make an appointment online!" but if you look up the DMV website there's nowhere to do it, and if you go to the website of that branch of the DMV there's nowhere to do it. Want to know why? Because it's not through the DMV it is through the county clerk's office. Now U Know: Go to the county clerk's office and navigate to their section on the DMV. It's separate! Who fuckin knew! Now you do! [In my case this was erie.gov because that is my county, but it may vary for you and if you are not in new york state i have no advice for you.]

All having an appointment means is that you are in a separate queue to be seen, which is likely faster than the general pool but may not be. Still, I thought it was a good idea.

And then it was early for my appointment and I was getting my shit together and I had my social security card and an old W-2 with my address and social security number and my old license with my address on it and for some reason I thought I could use my checkbook but that's not what they mean by a cancelled check but whatever. I had just a random pile of shit. And

where was my passport

where is my passport?

i'd had it in my pocket but i was sure i'd removed it from the pocket and put it into my purse. but it wasn't in my purse. "did you see it inside the house," asks dude patiently, who also is prone to losing shit and who knows me very well. "I don't know," I have to answer. "I remember putting it in my purse and it isn't there." I search the place I put my purse a thousand times, I go through the desk where I was sitting to collect the other proofs but i knew, I knew I had not brought it in there. Time is slipping away, I will miss my appointment. God time is slipping away and I can't find the thing. I ransack the house. I finally run out to the car, did I leave it on the seat in the car? It is not in the car.

In desperation, as it is fully time to leave the house and I will be late if I don't, I gather up all my other papers and go out to the car. "I will just go," I say, "and ask them, did they find it, because that is the last place I am absolutely sure I had it." Because the woman had looked at it to see if I had my social security card between the pages. And she'd handed it back to me. But my memory is such that the rest of what I did is not certain; I remember taking it, I remember putting it into my pocket, but this might be a story I am telling myself. This is the way in which I am a very good liar, because I do not remember things very well, and my well-honed abilities as a storyteller mean I am very, very good at instantly constructing what it would make the most sense to have done, and telling that story even to myself. But. here's the horrible truth: i don't know if it really happened that way. Many things I have witnessed, important things, I remember the story of but I'm not entirely certain they happened that way. Any story I tell may be fictionalized, and I usually dont' know it.

So anyway.

Got out to my car and there on the ground in the road (I am parked in the street) there is my passport lying next to the driver's side door of the car. When I had checked the car earlier, I had only gone to the near side, the passenger side, and looked in the window. It had never occurred to me that my memory of putting it into my purse might have been me just setting it on my purse and it not going in, which is clearly one hundred percent what happened.

So that was. A fucking wild ride, and I did not cry but only because I was too overwhelmed. I made it to the appointment and I could not hear the very nice clerk very well so I kept nodding at her in blank incomprehension and then not doing what she'd asked me to do. But this is the thing-- if you think of the most brutally competent people on the entire face of the planet Earth you might be tempted to imagine like, IDK, Marines or something, but that would be wrong, it is the clerks at the DMV. They will Get It Done, whatever the fuck it is, and they will NOT put up with your shit, but they will also not be mean to you. They will not usually waste time in smiles or gratuitous displays of humanity, but they are never cruel, they are implacable and pitiless but they are fair and they will help you and they will not smile about it but they will tell you which option to tick off on the form so that you don't have to pay a bunch of extra money, and they will be understatedly kind if you are frightened, and they will calmly and impassively repeat their instructions until they penetrate your uncomprehending skull, and you will get what you need to get because this is deadly serious and they are the kind of bureaucrat that actually make the world go round. It is not sunshine and rainbows but it will absolutely get done even if it takes months and years.

Anyway there's some kind of divinity in low-level bureaucrats who actually have to talk to frightened people, I tell you what.

The only time my clerk smiled at me was when I didn't hear her and she had to repeat that the screen was asking me if I wanted to register to vote, which is an automatic part of all their transactions. "Oh, no," I said, "I'm already registered," and she said "then press no," and I said "I do really appreciate the reminder though," and she smiled at that.

(They also ask you to enroll as an organ donor. NYS is an opt-in state, and many people just don't opt in; opt-out states have much higher enrollment for obvious reasons. Please opt in unless your religion or beliefs proscribe it! There are never enough organs and your grieving family will almost never remember to opt you in at the moment of extremity. You could save so many lives, and improve so many others. This PSA brought to you by someone who spent the pandemic lockdown in the home of a member of the local hospital's liver transplant team, who was so busy because all the New York hospitals had shut down their transplant facilities in order to turn the ventilators over to Covid patients, so everyone in New York who was getting a liver was getting it in Rochester. From my guy's team. So it was a stressful time. But I am successully re-enrolled as an organ donor. I am quite sure I already was one but the only two options were Yes or No so I checked Yes.)

Anyway I have so much to do and am so burned-out that I'm repeatedly getting stuck staring at things in odd rooms, so. We'll see how this goes. I have five days left to get ready for this trip wish me luck.

[caninesfangs]

Hey y'all, so, small personal update!

I figured out I'm a black wolf Therian/otherkin! Please be nice to me lol. I'm new to this and if I get harassed for it you will be blocked and reported :]

[word-wytch]

hello beautiful friends!

I know it's been a hot minute since I've posted updates on DSSCTM 17 progress. Our forbidden lovebirds are smashing faces atm, but I am still in the phase where I am ironing out the prose and do not have any snippets to share at this time that I feel are ready to be shared. Sometimes we writers just need some time to throw spaghetti at the wall and make a big mess before we can make a meal out of it.

On a personal note, it has been necessary for my overall wellbeing to give myself some space from the project as well and focus on cultivating joy in other ways that will sustain me in the long run. The last few months have been a difficult time for me mentally, and so in order to be able to make art, I must first take care of the artist.

I cannot put a timeline on this chapter, but I care very deeply about my vision for it and will see it through. But please know that it will take time and patience in order for that to happen. I promise to share snippets along the way as soon as they are ready. It's shaping up to be a nice and long one. 💕

[underdark-dreams]

Hi!!

I'm really sorry I've been so quiet recently! Work exploded this month & sadly will suck up most of my time for the rest of July at least. I really really miss being on here talking to folks and going off over Rolan with y'all 😭 gods willing, I will be back in the thick of things soon 🖤

[toomanywatchers]

this is a personal update, but i am finally starting

[thelovelycircusau]

// Not dead.

Just feeling really unwell. Trying to take it easy. Not my healthiest rn…

[stickynotelovers-art]

Hey everyone!

It's been, 4? 5? months since I last posted any art or really anything. In all honesty, I just lost any motivation or desire to draw as a whole and just wanted off the internet for the most part. I was still hovering around here and there, but I pretty much just got off social media altogether. I was also trying to work on portfolio art and that was grueling trying to figure out.

Now, art.

I got nothing at the moment.

I'm trying to channel my inner Vergil and find my motivation again. It's slowly surfacing.

Here's a list of what I'm hoping to accomplish soon:

Finish color palette challenges in my asks (about 80% done with 1 that's been kicking my ass since I started it)

Answer other asks

Get Eventually Chapter 3 done and up

LMK comic ideas

Misc.

I'm hoping to get something posted every few days, be it WIPs that have been fermenting forever or new things, I just want to draw again.

Thanks for sticking around and welcome to the new fans! ❤❤❤

[self-indulgent-paw-patrol]

Update on my father - he's been admitted to the hospital today early morning. They're preparing him and my Mom's there with him. The surgery is confirmed for tomorrow morning.

I'm still busy cleaning the house and organizing stuff, but I'm taking a lot of small breaks because I'm getting so tired I'm sleeping all morning, and by all morning I mean from midnight up to midday - NO KIDDING.

I'm using some of these breaks to play Paleo Pines (it's pretty relaxing and I love all the cute dinosaurs) and working with my pups on the answers for their sideblog. We'll start publishing some of those this evening but I'll keep their askbox closed for now to keep the semi-hiatus status of the blog, I can't promise we'll be entirely back just yet.

The other thing I've been doing slooooowly for now is planning my birthday. I can't invite people over, as my father will be on heavy recovery post-surgery, only my best friend was allowed to come over... So it'll be pretty much only us, him, maybe his parents, maaaaaybe one aunt. I'll decorate anyway, I want a Paw Patrol themed party. I can take pics and share them with you all, make it an online party XD This is why I have asked for Rescue Wheels screenshots, but you'll see what exactly I'm planning to do with those only when the day comes XDD

For now, all you need to know is that I have a printer and I will make use of it alright 😂

[usergreenpixel]

Hey, everyone! I kinda disappeared from the platform in terms of reviews but this week a hurricane and flash floods hit Valencia so I really wasn’t in the headspace for posting those.

Before anyone asks, I’m fine, but I didn’t have classes this week and I’m still really scared… Perhaps even a bit traumatized? I know that people tend to throw this word around but I definitely feel very shaken up right now and still unsafe… my apartment is fine, luckily. I also have enough food and water at home and I’m stocked up on first aid and medication… So, could have been worse.

Anyway…

Just… try to stay safe out there, guys. Love you.

P. S. I am looking into donating blood in case anyone affected needs it. And donating anything else, like food, books, clothes and such.

[iamamythologicalcreature]

WIP Wednesday: Kitten Edition

Shush there's still fifteen minutes of Wednesday in my time zone...

Thank you to @whatevertheweather for the tag! (Can't wait to read more of your story!) And thank you to everyone who's continued to tag me in wipsday stuff even though my ability to reblog and such is somewhat limited right now. Means a lot to me. <3

Sooo as much as I'd like to share little art bits with you, this is going to be more of a life update. But with bonus kitten pics.

Here's what I'm up to these days:

In case you haven't heard, @carryonthroughtheages is happening! I'm very excited to be working on such a cool event. It's everything my snowbaz-lovin', history-nerd heart could wish for.

I am working on art! It's just that I can't post any snippets because it's concept art for @carryon-reverse-bang. So it's shhhh secret.

I'm moving. Like. Many thousands of miles away from my current location. It's going to keep me pretty busy for the next 2-3 months, but please keep tagging me in stuff if you have the room. When I can pop onto Tumblr, I love seeing what everyone is doing!

One other project that's very special to me.... KITTENS! (See below.)

All other projects are on hold for now, but not abandoned! (I'm very attached to them.)

The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter

*Yes, the gray one is totally laying on top of the orange one and pinning him down in that first pic. Orange dude seems okay with it.

I got some new foster kittens! They're about 9 weeks old or so, and have had a pretty rough time of it. They're still pretty afraid of people, including me, but I'm making progress. They needed to be dewormed, but now that that's done, I expect they'll become more and more themselves quickly.

More info under the cut, plus the whole naming conundrum:

Because they're still recovering from a traumatic few weeks of being separated from other sibs and being bounced around before finally landing here with me, it's hard to know their personalities yet. But here's what I've observed thus far:

Gray girl was the most afraid, hissing at me at first, but has taken to being petting with a little more willingness than orange boy. (She even purred today!) She's also very fond of the plastic pink spring toy I gave her, and I caught her climbing the side of the enclosure at one point.

Orange boy is still sleeping a lot, and is less open to being handled, though he takes it stoically when I reach in and give him a gentle stroke or two. I can't tell what part of that behavior is recovery, and what's shyness, or something else. He's pretty chill with his sister, though, and watched with great interest while she played with her spring, earlier. I'm pretty sure he's playing with the dangly-bell-toy when I'm not looking. Cause. Ding-ding.

I’d love to wait to name them until I know more about their personalities, but unfortunately, I can’t. I need to get them into the fostering database, and thus, names are required. I have a couple ideas, but if you have any thoughts or suggestions, please do let me know!

That's all! You're up to date! Cheers.

Tags for future wipsdays and/or hello's to: @drowninginships, @ic3-que3n, @prettygoododds, @monbons, @thewholelemon,

@roomwithanopenfire, @facewithoutheart, @noblecorgi, @mooncello, @rimeswithpurple,

@you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @hushed-chorus, @bookish-bogwitch, @artsyunderstudy, @best--dress,

@youarenevertooold, @supercutedinosaurs, @cutestkilla, @imagineacoolusername, @tender-ministrations,

@bazzybelle, @theimpossibledemon, @emeryhall, @blackberrysummerblog