#feels like i haven't been able to do that all week

[fatalled]

— WITHER & TIME WITCH // @swtnsourkisses WHERE: the grand opening of anderson laboratories. WHEN: towards the later evening. WHO: hadrian & ... an old acquaintance.

The evening grows hungry. & Hadrian grows tired of these masks. For all his false smiles and unnecessary pleasant tries, irritation blooms right there in the thick of his chest. It's one thing after another, one simple conversation after another. Hello's and how are you's and don't you recognize me's all start to blend together. He moves through the passing crowd, through the jumble of silks and taffeta and brocade towards the tables set up to supply food. He has made ... interesting connections this evening. ( there was something raw sitting in the mouths of all the agents he managed to identify. they didn't — like something. it bothered him that he didn't know what. ) He is going to have to look closer into it — start poking the beast and see what happens next.

He reaches up and pulls at the black ribbons that keeps his mask in place, taking it off. A few others have done the same — either not caring who saw their face or they truly had nothing to hide. What boring lives they must lead. He is taking a risk — there are people here who know him as one thing but not the other. & there are those who know more than that. A risk, however, makes it fun — and tells him who he needs to get rid of. The idea that Wither and Hadrian were one and the same would not survive the night — beyond those who already knew. Loose lips and all that, yes?

Besides, he's been dead for three years.

He steps through a small group, his thoughts not focusing. Their faces all blur with the masks they wear and their conversation cuts short. He nods politely. Masks and fake pleasantries would not remove his manners, he was raised better than that. ( well. he raised himself better than that. ) "Pardon, I didn't mean to interrupt. The invitation advertised free food and I'm curious to know what Anderson Laboratories lays out in a spread, hm?" One of the gentlemen in the group laughs and makes a remark about his alcohol. Hadrian gives a thin-lipped smile. About five-ten, unwieldy in the suit, more smoke blown up his ass than a chimney. The cadence tells him older, perhaps older than him. The snake motif of the mask giving away from than that he realized. Blue eyes with over-combed hair and a need to laugh. Hadrian knew that type. "Thank you."

He hadn't planned on signing someone's name on a dotted line but — well, the evening has grown hungry, hasn't it?

[godofidea]

I'm so normal about Him

[lucienarcheron]

Finally had a breakthrough on a chapter that I've been stuck on for AGES.

[m1dnight-blu3]

someone please free me from the shackles of my ableist job so I can read my books, draw and write my silly little fics in PEACE

[b-blushes]

unrelated to sandwich blogging i feel so rough rn. the migraine bro. get it out of my me

[izzy-b-hands]

You ever have a day where you feel like you're doing everything wrong, even when you're like. just doing things you normally do. And are alone, so like the only person i could in theory upset/piss off/etc right now is me myself, and Yet the feeling persists

Yeaaaaah. That's today's vibe for me apparently lmao

[so-called-quail]

'Trapped in the end!' said Sam bitterly, his anger rising again above weariness and despair. 'Gnats in a net. May the curse of Faramir bite that Gollum and bite him quick!' 'That would not help us now,' said Frodo.

Sword in hand Sam went after him. For the moment he had forgotten everything else but the red fury in his brain and the desire to kill Gollum. But before he could overtake him, Gollum was gone. Then as the dark hole stood before him and the stench came out to meet him, like a clap of thunder the thought of Frodo and the monster smote upon Sam's mind.

Now he tried to find strength to tear himself away and go on a lonely journey – for vengeance. If once he could go, his anger would bear him down all the roads of the world, pursuing, until he had him at last: Gollum. Then Gollum would die in a corner. But that was not what he had set out to do. It would not be worth while to leave his master for that. It would not bring him back. Nothing would.

Sam and vengeance in today's entry

[verdantglow]

Me two hours ago: I should go take a shower.

Also me: [rediscovers my smalletho playlist on Spotify & listens to it in its 1hr52min entirety while backreading the smalletho tag on tumblr for the first time in months & having So Many Feelings about these idiots instead]

Anyway. Time to go actually shower.

While listening to my smalletho mall au fic playlist, of course.

[deoidesign]

please take as much time as you need to rest and recover. burn out is so hard and takes so much to heal from. your art and your supporters will still be here when you get back :) take care <3

Thank you very much

Unfortunately, my situation doesn't really allow me to take the time I need. I've got a ~two month hiatus scheduled for my midseason, but much like my first hiatus I'll most likely be working double time during it...

It's unfortunate because I could really really use a bigger break!

Having the time and flexibility to work on other projects really fires me up and keeps me going, and being able to take a guilt free day off for family and friends is necessary to my mental health, and I've been having to turn people down lately...

This is a very kind message, and I'm sorry to vent in response! But I just feel transparency about the pressure I'm under is necessary and important. I'd love to take the time I really need, but due to deadlines and that pesky "needing money to live" I can't.

But, once the series is over I intend to take a pretty big break before I start whatever I'm doing next! I've got so many short stories and projects planned that I want so badly to get to, I can't wait to really get to truly dive in to them!

[indigodawns]

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[cookies-and-creamless]

Fucked up that the best solution to social anxiety is just to have positive and open communication with people. Why can't it be jerking off

[ilovelickingrocks]

being at work makes me so miserable

[bywandandsword]

One of the rudest things about lexapro withdrawals, at least in my case, is that even after you get the notification that your meds are ready to be picked up (finally, the angels are singing), you don't feel in a right state to even think about leaving the house, much less getting in your car and driving to the pharmacy and talking to the lady at the counter and drive all the way back home

[roaringroa]

they should make a life where you don't have appointments, work, school and scheduled events every single day for months on end

[non-un-topo]

Wish there was an elixir that wasn't alcohol that you could take that just makes you write/draw and not care about the quality of your work or about what your potential audience might think

[xxxemilyg1996]

It's been a good week. The first good week I've had in a while. I hope you all also have better days coming your way