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TWO MOOTS ASKED FOR SOGGY DUO(/dead wife polycule) AU YAY MORNING GUYS (ranting under cut cause idk if itll be long LMAO)
ok so i THINK this takes place like in between s1 and s2, not just a s2 rewrite ^_^ EUGH im tired this is gonna be in dot points i fear
after s1 parrot spends a good amount of time at their snow house, bc its the last thing they have of him, except it feels wrong to be in a warm house without wifies there so a LOT of this time is spent just sitting at wifies' grave lost-dog style
ken and wato are the only other people who come to wifies grave (or you can add other people to the dead wife polycule if u want idk), the first few times are just ken, she tries to ignore parrot as MUCH as possible cause this aint about them (kenrrot still constantly get pulled together by the wifies string of fate but. for now ken is trying to not acknowledge that pull as much as possible. they have their doom later maybe)
^ parrot does try to talk to her a few times, but they get shut down immediately (ken also tries to visit a few times when parrot isn't there bc she cant talk to wifies grave properly with someone else there)
after maybe like. a week? idk, wato visits by herself !! (idk what kenwato is doing atm but it feels like theyre in a breakup in s2 and its KILLING ME- wato also self isolated after wifies' death so idk)
soggy duo interactions r a lot less rage fueled - wato says she can leave if they need (she has not talked to anyone since wifies atp) parrot makes a very poor attempt at pretending theyre not desperate for her to stay
their conversation is the first thing that makes parrot feel like wifies is there, wato is the only person whos talked about wifies without it being laced with "you did this to him, this is what YOU and everyone else lost" (wato and parrot both denial/nostalgia-stage maxxing)
wato leaves, it feels empty again, so parrot finds her the next day and tries to convince wato to let them stay in the least soggy way possible (its soggy duo though you KNOW they failed) ((wato lets them stay though))
parrot starts asking them about farming civ, pre-uu etc. in a poorly-veiled attempt to ask about wifies that wato sees right through and gets pissed at them for it like "youre not the only one mourning him" (this is the scene i tried writing dialogue for and failed LMAO) and parrot fairly quickly folds, apologises, and they sit in very tense silence for a little bit
then, wato does end up talking about wifies (in farland civ) , except its just about how much he defended and worried about parrot, how much parrot hurt him, how sometimes it felt like wato was hurting from it more than wifies bc of how much he tried to hide it
parrot talks ab how they meant to apologise but they thought they had more time, wato understands but they dont give them absolution or anything
they DO help each other get through the grief a little i think. parrot stops wato from isolating herself, wato lets parrot be able to talk about their grief while also being able to tell them off for doing Parrot Things, they are slightly SLIGHTLY healthy trust!!!
they get doomed with it though (maybe qpr-ful who knows) and eventually seperate again ILL FIGURE OUT HOW ok those r all my thoughts i think (except this kinda goes with the watfies au for wato's experience in this but watfies au is. so long im not posting it again) SORRY THIS IS SO LONG
@pancake-x2 @mangocurist HAI MOOTS :DD
#connie rants#uu#soggy duo#hallucination trio#<- i still find this one funny so im gonna keep using it LMAO
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stuck, send help
#ą· tori's thoughts#sometimes i wonder why do i have a creativity peak#and then im not able to write for the next weeks#current wip
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if i ever say that i dont like digitaltime . thatz not me ā a skinwalker haz violently murdered me and stolen my identity ā immediately seek shelter
#that last image iz basically tony in a nutshell#/j#i showed a couple of friendz my first drawing [which iz based on another one i made a while ago but i digress]#n one of them politely asked me to put christmas hatz on them#nd i did#maybe ill upload it separately ? whoz to say ā dependz on whether or not i deem it tumblr worthy#az it standz . i just have some silly gay people that i wanted to show off cuz i miss them#ive kinda come to termz with the fact that the project ive been stressing about so much izn't going to be finished in time for the 25th#i guess itz just gonna have to wait until next year ... if ill even be around until then .... or . rather . if ao3 will ....#im rlly disappointed though ā i managed to write 26k wordz in the span of a week in the past#but now i wazn't even able to squeeze out more than 5k in the span of like . 2 monthz#pathetic . no ?#sighhh#better luck next time ...#dhmis#dhmis art#dhmis ship#dhmis au#high voltage au#dhmis tony#tony the talking clock#dhmis hv tony#dhmis colin#colin the computer#dhmis hv colin#dhmis digital time#digitaltime#whatever . at least i managed to make thiz . right ?#thatz progress . yeah ?#yeah ...
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thoughts on maxiel teens au? been thinking abt them a little too much lately with everything that's been happening and im just wondering how it would've been if they'd met as kids back in Australia,,, like
just two seventeen year old kids trying to get thru life at this age,,,
#is it weird?#im too invested in this au#maybe this is all ill be able to think about for the next few weeks#daniel ricciardo#max verstappen#maxiel#maxiel fic#writing prompt#teen!maxiel
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alright lestappen nation give me prompts i need inspo
#disclaimer : chances of me writing romance are LOW#like low low#i like celebrating other sorts of proximity#also i love love angst#so gimme somehting#it silly to say that as i have exams to study and womt be able to write for the next weeks but!! im always more inspires durong these times#formula 1#charles leclerc#max verstappen#lestappen#f1 rpf#f1 rpf fic#fanfiction#writeblr
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to that anon who always reminds me of diakko week, bless you and thank you so much. i wouldve really loved to participate but ive really been busy the past years, was hectic yall. just wanna shout out that person, whoo, ill try and drop something before i disappear again for the final(!) semester. heres a chilling capybara i sculpted tho!

#mine#okay so summary of what happened lmaooo#got out of a toxic friendship last year (yay!) and basically it went from okay to really bad real quicl in a spam of months#so i dont have the motional capacity to even be creative by drawing#i did write and oh boy if it wasnt a life saver#then after that i was drained physically and mentally and emotionally#and also full of rage lol#plus school#so i was being my own therqpist for the past year#well technically for the past 5 years lol#and i got a huge creative block on drawing and writing during that#the drawing was stagnant for longer than the writing#thats why the last drawing i posted wasnt on par as my older ones#writing came back for a few months then disappeared complete the past few months#took up sculpting tho so i might sculpt something from lwa#and yeah#rn its busy due to internship but its the last push!#i might be able tk do diakko week next year#cause im done school on half the year#yassssss#so sorry for the anon that kept on reminding me#i wasnt ignoring you i was just busyyyy#and i wasnt on here most of the time#im here now tho cause wicked is my current hyperfixation lmao#thank you!
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These idiots can't driveā¤ļø is funny but true and motorcycles require alot of weaving dabi is sick 30 seconds in. Boy won't survive the motorcycle.
Even if they could drive.
But anyways why do you give me a stroke everytime I read a little drabble?. Like dabi coming back and misbehaving getting punished then having to behave to be noticed this poor boy....
You're so right about the motion sickness!
Lol I'm not trying to give anyone psychic damage, I'm trying to mend my exhausted brain with some saucy little tidbits :3
#tanco speaks#ask#asks#i have not had the mental bandwith to work on anything big the way i normally do#ive just been playing my little writing game on my lunch break or for an hour aftee my shift before i get ready for bed#but next week im going to my parents for the holiday and my birthday so I'll be able to write again for longer times
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What if I randomly came back from the dead and posted part 2 of that bi-han arranged marriage fic Wouldnt that be so crazy guys? Ahahaha
#mortal kombat#anway#school has been ass im so sorry thay ive been gone#i have finals next week and have 4 due on the same day so im a little out of it#buy hey! in the brightside#winter break starts soon so ill be able to write more I hope#bi han sub zero#bi han x reader#mk bi han#bi han
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update on that btw instead of going to shabbat i accidentally took a nap for two hours
#a little sad about it bc i think next week is Child Shabbat so i cant go even if i have time bc i feel too weird about attending#/i think im not supposed to? on Child Shabbat?#but. i was outrageously tired#box opener#evening is looking up though rn i am eating delicious box mac and cheese with vegetable after that i am going to write more fan fiction#im making myself miserable by reading people's cat fostering accounts but it's also reminding me that i dont drive and will not b#able to take anyone to the vet. and will not enjoy trying.#anyway. enough of that. macaroni cheese and fanfiction about outrageously stupid fantasy geopolitics
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HELLOOOO i finally finished the follow-up to my last fic! so here it is š¤ something i very very much enjoyed writing, and i hope you enjoy reading!!
perfume (a sequel to this, featuring kink!i/nej & a very allergic k/az)
Inej watches the rise and fall of Kazās chest as he slumps back in his chair, winded. His hair falls over his face now, the dark strands gorgeously out of place, his eyes are half-lidded and glassy, and his nose is flushed a deep pink - but sheās not done with him just yet. She knows she can unravel him even further than she already has, and what excites her more is that all it will take is a spritz of perfume to practically destroy him.Ā
āYou know what? Iāll be right back,ā she says to him with a mischievous quirk of her lips. A note of confused panic seeps into Kazās watery gaze. āDonāt look so scared, Kaz,ā she laughs, āItās nothing you havenāt dealt with before.ā
She winks and leaves for her room once again. Inej knows exactly what sheās looking for - a delicate glass bottle of a strongly floral-scented perfume - so dainty yet so, so powerful. Sheās only witnessed its effects on Kaz once before: sheād tried some on one evening, despite perfumes not really being her thing, and even with her having never been in close proximity to him, Kaz had repeatedly dissolved into seemingly neverending fits of uncontrollably harsh sneezes. Torture for him, but quite the opposite for her. A burst of adrenaline rushes through Inej as her hand closes around the bottle, and she has to suppress a giddy peal of laughter as she thinks of Kaz crumbling by her hand. Itās not often you get to see the Bastard of the Barrelās dignity fall away into smithereens before your very eyes.Ā
Inej returns to Kazās office, practically bouncing with every step, and holds up the perfume bottle. Heās knuckling harshly at his nose again, exactly as heād done before, eyes pressed shut, brows knitted together, and the bridge of his nose wrinkled in a manner not dissimilar to that of a rabbit. She clears her throat softly to catch his attention, and the dark-haired man looks up blearily. His face falls when he sees the bottle Inej is holding. Inejās excitement spikes - this is sure to be fun, she thinks.
Kaz sighs. āHavenāt you tortured me enough?ā
āNot at all,ā replies Inej, giving him a smirk. āBut, of course, if it gets too much or if you get uncomfortable, or anything, just let me know and weāll stop, okay?ā she adds.
āIām sure Iāll be alright,ā he says, āThereās only so many times a person can sneeze.ā
Weāll see about that, Inej thinks, smug. She approaches him and returns to her position seated atop his desk. Kaz drags a gloved finger underneath his nose, back and forth, for a moment, almost as though to brace himself for whatās coming. The way it moves beneath his touch is mesmerising to Inej; the crinkles that appear, the to and fro push of the soft appendage, the nearly imperceptible twitch of his pink nostrils. She almost canāt take her eyes away, however Kazās voice pulls her from her trance.
ā...Inej?ā he says, lifting an eyebrow.Ā
āAh. Sorry.ā She meets his eyes and takes this opportunity to uncap the perfume. Something between pride and power rises in her as Kazās expression changes quickly from sceptical to rather wary. This tells Inej that they are both well aware how this is going to end.
āReady?ā she asks once more. Kaz nods without a word. His shoulders are tense and his eyes follow the bottle of perfume as if heās scared itāll attack him - itās almost laughable. Inej spritzes the perfume, once, twice, thrice, about Kaz and watches his gaze follow the mist of droplets as they descend slowly. She wonders how long it will be for him toā
āhhāhehHhā!ā
Ah. Almost instantly, Kaz hitches sharply, the back of his hand raised up to his face.Ā
āSo soon?ā Inej teases. āI thought youād last longer than that.ā Sheās sure that under any other circumstance he would have given her the infamous Dirtyhands murder-glare, but judging by his welled-up eyes and quickly reddening nose, heās a little too preoccupied for that. His breath hitches again, a sharp inhale that flares his nostrils and tells Inej that heās got no chance of holding back the sneezes that are on the brink of eruption. And, sure enough, Kazās eyes slide shut and he tilts his head back, drawing in an immense breathāĀ
āh-haAHhtā!ā
ābefore pitching forward with a fit of rather explosive sneezes, muffled haphazardly into his hastily lifted tie.Ā
ā-ehāsSZZHHāhuh! heHāKXSHHhiew! ākzZSHHhuh! haAHāKSCHH-kKXSHhuh! Oh, fuck, fuckā I cah-cahhnātstopāhhHāKZZSCHHhuuh! ehhāhehHādtSCHHhiew! ah'haAHh-haahH'sZZHHh'ih! hh'hiht'sSHHUHh! Sai-hih-ntsā"
Inej stares at him, transfixed, her deep brown eyes wide and mouth very slightly agape. A soft warmth rises in her cheeks as Kaz emerges from his tie and she notices the darker patch on the fabric. It's obvious he's nowhere near done, but also evident that he won't justify dissolving into another harsh fit quite yet, judging by the way his gloved fist is pressed firmly to the underside of his nose. His breathing is unsteady; it comes in heady gasps, each threatening more sneezes. Inej wonders just how much longer he'll fight it. Every time they meet like this, she feels like she gets more and more fascinated with Kaz's expert holdbacks - it's awe-inducing, the way he pushes a determined knuckle up against his nose, the way his breaths deepen and quicken and become desperate, vocal hitches, the way his eyes nearly roll back in his head as he tries everything within his power not toā
"haAH'ZZSSCHHhiew! Shi-hht!-KXZHHhuh! hh-heHt'zZSHHh'hue!"
The first of the fit erupts from him too fast to be covered, so it leaves a fine mist hanging upon the air in front of his face. Inej's cheeks grow warmer. He swears, or, tries to, between his desperate hitching breaths, before cupping his hands over his face to catch the next onslaught of vicious sneezes.
"hhahH'iihHKSHHhiew! 'ehHSZZHhāuh! hhāhehHāKISSHHhiew! hehākKXZZHHh!ā He lifts his head, features still twitching with need, from his hands with a grimace. Inej sees the palms of his gloves, shining slick with moisture. His ever-flaring red-rimmed nostrils and upper lip glisten slightly with the same slickness, too.
āSai-saints, ihhtās all-all-hhaahāallovermyglovesSHHh! ādtSCHHh-sSHHhuh! HehhāhhaAHhā! hahHākKSZZHHhuuh! āhiihHTSCHHHh!ā Kaz tries to get a sentence in before giving in to his nose, but his breathy words end up stumbling over one another until the final syllable rises into a desperate sneezeā¦ and after that, he simply doesnāt have the strength to keep the following explosions at bay. The perfume really seems to be doing its job - in fact, Inej had no idea its effect on Kaz would be so immense - as she watches him sneeze relentlessly against the back of his wrist. It appears he is running out of ways to catch the unending fits, especially considering how wet theyāre becoming. A part of her craves the idea of him simply sneezing over his lap, as he often did when wracked with one of his terrible hay-fever fits, snapping forward with each vicious outburst until every last drop of that perfumeās scent is out of his system ā but she knows he wonāt do anything too humiliating. However, Inej might have hit a stroke of luck. Kazās fit pauses, and he tilts his head back, the want, the need for release written all over his face. As he does so, the arm he was previously sneezing against drops weakly to his lap, and heās left hitching in utter desperation with nothing to cover his face. His heavily lidded eyes glisten with tears that cling to his dark lashes and threaten to roll down his face, and his mouth falls slightly agape as his hitching breaths rise in intensity. Rather selfishly, Inej decides heās taking much too long, and so decides to spray the perfume again, just once, in front of his face. Sheās fascinated by the instantaneous rounding of his nostrils as the perfumeās potent aroma enters Kazās airways, so much so that a shudder of electric excitement courses up her spine. His chest expands greatly, and with a heaving gasp, heās finally, finally pushed forward by a set of tearing sneezes, each one stronger than the last.
āhhaAHāSCHHH! 'hhSSHHHhiew! aAH'kKZZSCHHh! ākhH'HIISSHHh'uh! hhxXSHHH'hue! 'HZZHHhiew! iihH'zZSHHhuuh! āhah'haAH-sSZZHHhuh! 'iHZZHhiew! F-fuhhckā"
Kaz can hardly get a breath in between violent sneezes, and with each comes a heavy mist of spray that hangs upon the air, almost perfectly mirroring the clouds of scented droplets from each spritz of perfume. Despite his eyes being pressed tightly shut as he's practically unable to force them open between sneezes, several irritated tears manage to sneak from them and slide down his pale cheeks. His nose stands out, a flushed, angry scarlet, from those pale cheeks, and evidently it's nowhere near finished sneezing.
"heh'ihKSSHHH! 'SSHHHhiew! haAH'SZZHHhuh! ahHkKSHHh'uhh! huh-hhuUh'hiihHSHHHhiew! 'kKZZHHh!"
Kaz manages to wrench open his eyes and shifts his watery gaze to Inej, fights back the next onslaught of sneezes to choke out, "S-saints, that's so- hhehā! st-strongGKSHHhiew! hh'haAHH'ISZZHH'hue!"
He pushes his fist firmly against his nose, not eager to continue this dreadfully uncontrollable fit, and hitches rapidly against the leather of his glove.
"Kaz, Ghezen, you're so," Inej says, her voice strained, breathless, "gorgeous." She wants nothing more than to reach out and cup his face with her hand, plant gentle kisses on his terribly sensitive nose, and watch in close-up as he explodes with fits of itchy sneezes - but she knows how vulnerable he's letting himself be, even with the distance between them. Maybe one day will he allow her to hold him as he's wracked with unrelenting bouts of allergies, but for now, she's perfectly happy watching him from afar. Him unravelling himself in this manner is more than enough.
Kaz's cheeks redden at Inej's breathless words, but he still manages to force out a snarky response between hitching breaths.
"N-not while I'm suhh-sneezihhngā!"
"Especially while you're sneezing," she corrects. "Now stop holding back. You needn't be embarrassed."Ā
He nods slowly, breath catching in desperate gasps, nostrils twitching and flaring in such a way that Inej could become addicted to the sight of it, and lifts one hand lazily in front of his face. Though, he seems wary about letting himself sneeze again, despite having done so countless times just moments prior.
"Go on," murmurs Inej encouragingly. It seems that's all the reassurance he needs, or possibly the tickle got too much for even him to contain, for he draws in a deep gasp and shuts his eyes, ducking forward once more.
"-ehh'szZHHhiew! h-huhh'kKTSHHhuh! hhxsSHHhue! Huuhhā¦ hhH'KSHHhuh! 'sSHHUuh! Oh, I think it-it'sā haH'isSHHhue! Huh.. think it's stoppingā¦ hhahā I hope- 'ihHtsHHhiew!"
His sneezes are beginning to slow down, and they start to sound rather exhausted. Inej takes this as an opportunity to dote on him a little.
"Poor nose getting tired, hmm?" she asks softly. He nods weakly. She internally decided against spraying the perfume again, feeling that he's been adequately tormented. "Do you have a handkerchief on you?"
"Yeah. In the drāheh'shHhiuh! ā¦sorry. The drawer."
Inej shifts across on the desk and slides open the drawer. Quickly she finds a neatly folded burgundy handkerchief and pulls it out. She gestures subtly toward Kaz's face.
"May I?"Ā
She watches as Kaz gently touches the side of his finger to the underside of his nose, and grimaces as what he sees when he pulls it away. "Saints," he says, repulsion tinting his voice, "Mm. Go ahead."
Inej begins to gently clean up the thin layer of slickness beneath Kaz's pink-hued nose and just above his upper lip with the handkerchief's soft fabric. She notices the almost imperceptible catch of his breath and pulls away just slightly.
"S-sorry, I havetoātosneezeagainnhHSHHhiew! ah-haahh'szZHh'huh!" He leans back from Inej's outstretched hand to direct a pair of much softer, tired-sounding sneezes into the back of his wrist.
Inej smiles lovingly. "That's okay," she says softly. "Any more?"
He pauses for a second. "...no, yeah, I'm okay, you can- you can carry on."
She finishes up tending to his nose with the handkerchief and leans back with a deep sigh. Kaz looks up at her warily.
"Uhā¦ how- how was that?" he asks rather awkwardly, absently rubbing at one side of his nose with a gloved knuckle.
"Oh, Kaz, love," breathes Inej, "you were spectacular. More than anything I ever could ask for."
Kaz's cheeks turn red. "Love," he mumbles, turning the endearment over in his mind. Evidently he tries to hide his fondness for the pet name, but the corners of his mouth still lift despite his best efforts to suppress it.Ā
"Love," Inej repeats with a smile. She holds Kaz's gaze for a moment or two, before sighing a little and picking the perfume bottle back up from the desk beside her. Brief panic flickers in his eyes, and she laughs softly.
"Don't worry, I'm just putting it away," she says. He nods, but halfway through his eyes haze over and the need to sneeze once more. "Another?" Inej teases, watching his features slowly slacken.
"Y-yesā¦ last one, I hopeā hheh-! heh'tSHhhiew! -oh, shit-hhdtsSHH'huh! Huuhhā¦"
"Bless you," she says, tilting her head lovingly to one side. "Bless you at least, what? Fifty times?"
Kaz pulls a face. "Definitely not that many."
"Well, forgive me for being a little too preoccupied to count them," she replies with a playful eye-roll. He responds with a sardonic shake of his head (and a series of soft sniffles).
"Right, I've got paperwork to be getting to," Kaz says shortly. His words are ever so slightly noted with a hint of congestion.
Inej lifts her eyebrows at him. "Straight back to business, after all that?"
"Well clearly you've got otherā¦ matters to attend to," he replies, looking Inej up and down. She feels her face heat up.Ā
"Right," she says quickly, "then I'll leave you to it."
#ahhh okay here it us#*IS ew#hope you likey#sorry if its a bit repetitive or anything i didnt write this all in one go so it might be weird SRY#anyway hope u love more i/nej torturing allergic k/az#not sure how much writing ill be able to get done in the next few weeks since im majorly BUSY but ill definitely try š#s/hadow and b/one#snz#snzblr#snz kink#snz blog#snzario#sneeze kink#snzfic#sneezefic
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perhaps I need to step away from tumblr this week
#i got intense fomo last week about missing any posts about the episode#which was just. totally unnecessary#i got no writing done this week outside of it#then w the crit posts today (which were ABSOLUTELY warranted dont get me wrong)#but im getting *too* entrenched in everything which is starting to leech the fun out of it i think#so i think i might need to force myself to step back and focus on some writing the next week or so#we'll see how we'll im able to do that#lyss.txt#fuckin auto correct#anyway#im on mobile typos and wrong grammar are not getting fixed#goodnight
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thank you for deciding one day that you should write holiday really it was the best fandom experience ever š„ŗššāØ i mean the waiting for sundays the screaming at you here in your inbox bc i'm just too emotionally invested in these two fucking idiots the shivering with anticipation part of it all regarding the chapters themselves ofc but also all the snippets and spoilers omg ššš and ofc the writing itself??? fucking BRILLIANT loved every single bit of it and also a little embarrassed that certain parts literally had me reacting physically at what was happening in the chapter but uhm. lets not talk about this lmao anywayyyyyyyyys i love you have a great day/week/month/year i love youuuuu ššš
^ literally me reading this, my friend can confirm bc im having this reaction on the couch right next to them djcmnsmd
#im so sorryyyyyy i fucking suckkk at responding to you guys in a way that does these messages justice bc youre SO FUCKING SWEET AAAAAHHH#i wont lie my winter has been pretty fucking awful both mentally and with my health just kicking the bucket like#this amount of flare ups usually has me going lowkey catatonic for weeks but writing and interacting with you all has been so much fun and#i always looked forward to the weekends like i was sooooo excited to be able to upload the next chapter and and and idkkkk#its just been so much fun it really made me so happy the whole time you guys will live in my heart forever and ever š«¶š»ššššš#inbox#anonymous
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happy executive dysfunction friday everyone š„° remember to sit at your desk in a state of paralysis bc none of your work is intrinsically rewarding enough š„°
#cat's problems#i cant. i cant write communication profiles today. i need to do literally anything else#im alone in my office so i have no one to motivate me#i havent even been able to get up and pee im stuck here#hostage situation#my frontal lobe vs the world#next week will be better!!!
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i do believe i must make a verdugo for leon once he arrives and is built...
#oh hey im reading uh#i will not clarify (it was smut)#sooo that aside i keep religiously checking the tracking info and dying slowly#i should be able to build leon by next week#also chapter 4 for the doll au? have written something out but im scared of writing chris wrong#so im probs playing 1 tomorrow and brushing up on lore via 6#but... hnghh need to play 8 dont have it... fuck 5 i aint playing it#i have played it but fuck 5 i do not like it made me so mad lol#fuck the licker room
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FANTASTIC NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i finished & posted the ITNL 14 re-edits, WHICH MEANS!!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm officially done with my re-edits project!!!!!!!!!! :D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ive been thinking a lot today about my plans for ITNL 15, AND i have tomorrow off, so if all goes well i'll be able to start writing again. TOMORROW !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and if the chapter grips me like i expect it will then... hehehehehe
could be an update in as little as a few days, depending. i'll keep u guys updated
#speculation nation#itnl shit#im SO fucking ecstatic man ive been looking forward to this for a month and a half#that took SO much longer than i was expecting it to. but i guess editing 75k words while working full time is kind of a lot#it has been a journey. and it is now complete.#and now i can move on to the NEW THINGS!!!!!!!!! INCLUDING a chapter id been looking forward to for So Long#it's for the best that i went thru the whole fic again. itnl 14 was so hard to write bc i was just Not that mentally there with it#and also uh. The Everything.#i think 15 will be easier. MUCH easier. and im really looking forward to having proper writing motivation again.#AND......... IF ALL GOES WELL.............. i'll hopefully be able to ride that motivation train through the next few chapters#Which Means we could be seeing wolfwood in as little as a few weeks!!! maybe!!!!!!!!#i hope so !!!!!!!!!!! i wanna write him SO fucking bad#and like itnl IS a vw fic. it IS. i SWEAR. it's just mostly been grieving and pining from vash so far lksdjflsdjkfsdlkf#but it will have actual vw. eventually.#im like practically vibrating now but i need to go to sleep. so i can have the brain strength to write tomorrow hehehe#i took a melatonin to hopefully knock myself out soon. i GOTTA get some good rest tonight. for the Writing Brain.#and if i daydream about the start of next chapter.... hehehehe#more power to me then :]
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I think my glee obsession is returning in full force
#this is a nice feeling#i didnt have gleecast anywhere on my Spotify wrapped last year for the first time in... years!!!#but here i am listening to all the songs on repeat most of today#and reading glee fic#and looking at my currently abandoned fics#and having Thoughtsā¢ļø and headcanons and just...#special interest obsession shit#its calming and happy and sksgxkdk#also my reading brain is back which is SUCH a relief!#its been like 3 months of only being able to read a book in audiobook form#like my sister write this whol prophecy for our dnd campaign and i could not for the life of me understand it not matter how hard i tried#but last session i finally clicked#and im READING A PHYSICAL BOOK TOOOOOOOO#i just feel more settled because of it its nice#i think i really didnt like the weird weather the uk was having- it being HOT AS BALLS and then freezing like the next week#and then christmas and stress over bemefits happened#but now yhats mostly set... i think.. ish... its still confusing and scary#but ay least i have words i can read to escape it#katy liveblogs life#i am using tumblr like a diary rn ignore me š
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