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PASSED MY DRIVING THEORY TEST BITCH!!!! I'M GONNA DRIVE!!!!!!!
#PEDESTRIANS WATCH OUT#Y'ALL BETTER BE WORRIED!!! DANGER ON THE ROAD!!!!!! FKKFKFKFK no no I'm jk I'm gonna be such a responsible driver#I'm a super careful person and I don't wanna put anyone else in danger#but I'm so excioited hehe driving looks like so much fun#and I'll be able to be alone in the car with full control over the radio so yk what that means#blasting 80s music at a sensible volume while driving to get groceries 😌#you people cannot HANDLE my POWER#sleep.txt#I'm only starting my actual lessons by the end of september tho#but I've convinced my mom to teach me the basics before then sooo I'm probably gonna be driving soon anyway :3#hehehehe
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little nervous making this post and not expecting much interaction but!!
the Friday Snz Ask Games look really fun, (credit to @poiub55,hope it's okay to tag! <3) so if anyone would like any of those little wavs, would be happy to give it a try, inbox is open!
#waterfallasks#feel free to send some in!!#and if not then don't even worry at all hahaha~#i won't be expecting anything!~ <3#just wanna offer incase anyone wants#since i'd love to get a little more confident with wav things#and they all look like so much fun~#snzkink#snz#snzblr
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lil vent- tw mentions of hypothetical animal death, animal illness, stuff like that
so my cat azzy went to the vet a while back and they said he has a heart murmur. he's lost 2/3rds of his weight in the past couple years. (he's also had a cone for a while (got it off recently) bc of a bad reaction to a flea bite, but that's unrelated)
his fur's not as soft as it used to be and he's not acting the same. he's always been very dramatic, meowing when you walk past him to make you think you hurt him so you feel bad. lately, he's not been doing that, and hasn't even been meowing when you actually step on him (i accidentially stepped on his tail, and all he did was let out this sad little cry when i went to pet him and apologize). the weight loss and heart murmur are signs of hyperthyroidism, which isn't good.
i'm just really worried about him. i feel so bad, and i'm just really scared that he's going to die soon. he's my first pet (alongside my dog, who i'll also miss a ton, but he's very healthy. same with chloe, my other cat) and i'm not anywhere near ready to let go. i know it's probably nothing to worry about, but we haven't gotten another appointment to confirm what it is, and i'm just so worried about him. i'm not ready for him to die. i love him so much, and this is my first experience with this, and i'm so fucking scared. i don't want him to die. he's my perfect little crybaby and i love him and he's old and sick and i'm not ready for him to die. i don't want him to die. i love him so much. i can't put it into words how much i love him, and how much i already miss him, because he's not acting himself.
he's not being dramatic and he's losing weight and his fur isn't as soft as it was just a month ago. i'm so fucking sad and scared because i don't want him to die. i love him. i love my cat azzy. i love you azzy. please don't die on me please i'm not ready i don't want you to die i need you to stay with me you can't be sick you have to be okay i'm not ready to say goodbye
i love you azzy. please don't go. you're so important to me and i can't handle this. i love you.
#i'm not gonna do anything drastic if anything happens to him don't worry!! /gen#i just really needed to talk abt this#tw animal death#tw mentioned death#animal death#mentioned animal death#mentioned death#cw animal death#cw mentioned animal death#cw mention of death#yellow yaps#not skeletons#not art#not dragons#idk i love him so much and i really need him to be okay#i know he's not going to live forever but this is my first experience with this and i hate it#idk he's still alive but there are signs and i hate it#not gonna talk too much abt it in tags bc it's heavy and i don't wanna make anyone else feel like this
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Maybe the fog’s here because I want it here.
Is that why I opened the windows?
Maybe I asked the fog to come…
-MAG170: Recollection
#furry art#anthro art#fursona#ink markings#vent art#avoiding tagging the show the lines are from bc the art has nothing to do with the podcast lmao#the rest of these tags are rambling you can stop reading now no worries !#it’s just getting gross outta my head and onto paper#I’m so bad at conversations and I know it’s my own fault but it feels isolating#I gotta get better at talking but I’m just afraid to reach out to people#no idea how to talk that isn’t infodumping#I just wanna talk about my OCs or my fandoms or just…. anything but feel like no one wants to hear that shit lmao#sometimes I feel like the people in my life would rather interact with anyone other than me lmao#I feel way better after drawing this out tho#bless the arts#i know i know i need to be the one to reach out more#and i know my anxiety stems from my parents hardcore ridiculing me whenever i talked to much#and my exes ignoring me at the drop of a hat for whatever new thing piqued them#but its hard to know that logically and get my brain to cooperate#and not think that I'm automatically annoying every person i speak to#although maybe it's also better because anyone who gets stuck in a room irl with me knows i don't shut up lmao#maybe its for the best i can never manage to do it in text
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i drew (and headcanoned some of) people's courtneys. too out of it to tag the specific ppl these courtlets come from so if you see your courtlet say hi i guess? wanted to post this since i love this piece so much and i love seeing how people interpret concepts.
and a bonus featuring my own courtlet. thank you.
#pkmn#rse#oras#magma admin courtney#team magma#hiii here's the silly commentary part lol so. uh. lately ive been so out of everything lately and ive been between amazing and a mess#as i figure out my own courtney's character i've given up on a thing ive been at with for several months. ive met some good friends too.#but even as i give up that thing im still cooking up new things like me FINALLY coming up with my continuity's events and stuff YAY!!!#i really really wanna share some stuff but 1) i don't have a lot and it's hard to really discuss stuff with the way i think#2) it's been hard to draw lately. idk why. 3) im worried ppl will go after me because this story is kind of edgy to an extent and#we are far past the edgy emo dark story stuff and I'm worried ppl will chock it up to “look into my sick and twisted mind” and not#like. something i am happy with and love and like. want to do so much with!!! idk!!!! i wanna make a narrative that is so crazy. that is al#if anyone wants me to talk about my continuity and ESPECIALLY about my courtney please send asks i am realizing that#the loneliness and my disconnect from reality is starting to get to me and i need to think about other stuff. i just like talking to people#and bouncing off ideas and stuff. it would be fun. you guys have no idea how good of a writing exercise making your own pkmn continuity is#ANYWAYS. tldr. please please talk to me about these things. i love talking about headcanons and silly stuff. thank you.#too tired to tag with my tag. goodbye.
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Bad news: I can tell my default state is shifting into Bad as a baseline instead of visiting it every so often.
Good news: at least I'm aware of it?
Bad news: do not know what to do with said awareness
#my mind is an odd place#i just... at least I can still care about things but my worry and paranoia are on full blast#and it's like I have friends! and people who care about me!#but my brain is like but what if they hate you or you're hurting them somehow?#and I know it's my brain causing problems but it still feels bad!#and I don't wanna complain because I do too much of that already#and I'm the only one to blame for the thoughts in my head and it's not right to put that weight on anyone else#and my interest in things right now is like touching a hot stove when you're freezing#I don't know if that makes any sense but it's like i want to engage and doing so would be for the best but I also can't#anyway I need to try and sleep. have been trying for a while but maybe I'm finally tired enough for it to work
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okay this means nothing to anyone but every time i see an anti bucktommy girlie have a horrible take i have to take a step back and realize how genuinely small they feel. like imagine throwing a fit, drawing pictures of a person as a lizard, creating blogs and posts about how much you want to kill him all over a fictional relationship that may not even last the entire duration of a show about firefighters. like permanently altering relationships and rejecting friendships over things like this. like they have such a cesspit inside themselves, they are deeply unhappy with being online in these spaces, they are tormenting themselves over something that doesn't matter and i remember how much i can't let myself fall into that like oh my god please never let me be that kind of person
#i don't wanna sound too on my high horse but i mean this so sincerely please step away from the tumblr lol#these things don't matter that much and using extreme language and isolating yourself isnt good for you or your real life#like imagine your boss finds your twitter post about how much you want to kill a fictional character#or your friends who i hope to god arent that online for your own sake just to ground you back to reality see you act like that on instagram#or your coworkers or your family or anyone in your life who's life isn't dedicated to “fandom” and shit like that#like my mental health is always in flux if im honest with myself im up and down and up and down and i always have been#literally anything can send me into a suicidal spiral and sometimes i'm actually worried about the way other people go about online space#being online is something that i can only let myself have id im feeling good and its a struggle to keep a balance#if you feel small and fragile and constantly on edge#like you're constantly fighting with something you have no control over and it makes you feel helpless
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I'll stop posting wips eventually but it's been five days since I've said anything and I don't want anyone to think I'm dead/dying/stuck in a ditch and withering away, so here's 10% of the reason I disappeared (the duck is stuck in rendering hell) (and my little baby laptop is screaming at me every time I open up this file)
I might still be mostly lurking for a little bit so please be patient with me in the meantime 🙏🙏
#seriously though I'm sorry for just up and disappearing like that#wanna talk to people and interact with them so bad lately but I just can't bring myself to do it#so the best i can manage is blabbing in the tags like always#i don't know wtf is going on but over the past few days I've just felt like i don't deserve to talk to anyone#tried to reblog posts from mutuals several times but something in my head keeps saying;#'yeah they don't actually care for your input at all and you're being a bother for even trying etc etc'#and i know deep down that's probably not true (i hope) but i can't reason it away you know#and i know the best solution to this is to just talk to someone#let it be known that i *did* make an attempt to#i tried texting someone (and succeeded) but i couldn't keep doing it and I'm back at square one (and now feel worse lmao)#i'm not really putting this here for anybody to see it as much as i am for myself#but i know that (hypothetically) this could be seen by a real human so it still kinda feels like I'm reaching out in a way which feels nice#makes me feel less like I'm shriveling up in my own self imposed solitude#so uh hello person who might be reading the tags (there's six of you guys here now which is crazy cause i post nothing but junk here lol)#((but thanks anyway for following and even more thanks for reading this if you did))#i'll make my way around all the posts i missed soon enough don't worry#i'm sorry i'm really not meaning to ignore anybody#i have drafted quite a few posts from moots that i couldn't finish leaving comments on but i have seen them#everyone here is super cool and talented as always <3 whether that be through art or writing or just finding neat posts to share#this wall of text is long enough and i'm very eeby so thank you again for reading this#tldr; not dead and i'll be okay eventually :)#not rb#hey look i didn't post a picture of my dog this time (a crime)#i'll make sure to share one the next time i get a good one
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learned helplessness, & sweeping up internal/external hurricanes
i'd say one thing we don't discuss enough with mental health is the sheer terror of having something going on that you can't really describe, or that you don't comprehend well enough to be able to explain. so as a result, you end up dealing with some of the worst mental health symptoms you've ever had simply because you cannot describe them. a therapist, no matter how good, can seldom help if they don't know it's going on; and you can't tell other people that you're distressed, because if you don't get the wording right, they'll suspect you of something else, and then you'll have worried them without even getting help for the original distress.
when i first started having intrusive thoughts, i couldn't tell they were intrusive thoughts: i had an egosyntonic disorder at the time, meaning i couldn't really tell my own will apart from this other thing that was splitting my mind into little pieces. as such, i couldn't say 'i'm having violent intrusive thoughts', since i was scared that a part of me was genuinely turning violent. the result? i could only really articulate that i felt very afraid and unsafe, but not that 'i actually have this terrible feeling that i'm not in control of my body or mind'. trying to articulate 'i know it's irrational but every time i hear this song i wrote, i think i'm going to die, so i had to delete it from my computer and wipe the backup drives'?. couldn't do it, for it was something that could have made no more sense to anyone else than it did to me.
how do you articulate that your internal monologue doesn't feel like your own? you don't. it's not something that makes sense to you, so it'll certainly sound insane to anyone else. so you push it down and desperately hope it resolves. and it does, but the experience of not being able to talk about it, of not knowing what's going on and others never being able to understand when you try to explain – it's isolating, so isolating. so you learn to cling to any morsel of emotion, of validation, that you can get, and hence you learn to be disappointed, because you have an unspeakable conundrum. you hide each bit of yourself and then resent the fact that people complied when you instructed them not to go looking, and resent those who went looking and still never quite pieced you back together. nobody hurt you and nobody pushed you away and everyone was kind, but your experience is now fragmented, and if only someone could see that, could fix that.
i had a bad year last year—my memory gave out, and i lost a sense of joy. i saw static when i closed my eyes. at the time, this was called work-related stress. and sure, i was stressed; but 12 months later, i had a moment of sheer clarity in an elevator, where i finally could describe what'd happened. not just 'i was sad'. i had felt like i hadn't existed. my entire identity had ruptured and i was trying to pilot a body that didn't recognise itself. and that was the exact summation of it all, but had i been able to see that, let alone say that, at the time? no, and as a result, i learnt to be disheartened and afraid, and what was probably depression-adjacent at least and actual depression at most got brushed off as stress. which is fair, because overpathologising isn't necessarily helpful, but when you are lonesome, and you know there could have been an answer, a consolation————
that's the problem with mental health – you can't help someone who doesn't know what's happening to them, who thus can't communicate what's happening to them, unless you can somehow guide them to work out what's going on. and that's not something most people have time to achieve. the result is that we grow isolated and resentful because we didn't get the help that never could have been (but oh, if it could have been). and you stop trusting that people will hear you. given how many mental health symptoms are marked by that sense of not knowing what's going on – intrusive thoughts, dissociation, panic, demoralisation, anxiety, psychosis, trauma, detachment, despair – then it still is quite easy in today's world to feel a sense of becoming helpless to your own unspeakable terror.
#venting but also trying to make a point that hopefully someone else will feel heard out for#basically this is my way of complaining about mental health treatment as a whole rather than merely screaming my experience into the wind#(though i'm also screaming into the wind)#for the record i am much better now so please don't worry about me#tw ocd#(kinda? i never formally had ocd but there's enough adjacent content here that i don't wanna risk triggering anyone)#tw suicide#(i wasn't suicidal but again there's enough adjacent stuff that this could be triggering: hence the cw)#tw intrusive thoughts#intrusive thoughts#learned helplessness
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I wish i could be an adult in the mid-2000s instead of being born there
#and it's only 90% to buy all the games and toys that are so expensive now#like as a time-travel thing not a being born in the early 90s thing#like i wanna go back to 2007 as i am now#(after i was born so i can't accidentally butterfly effect myself out of existence)#and as long as i don't talk to anyone i know now I should be okay#course. then there's the economic crash of 2008 to worry about but uh. i'm sure it'll work out#i wonder how much i would butterfly effect into or out of existence#stch
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#it's just upsetting for several non man reasons that i cant meet anyone and don't know when I'll be able to#this illness CAN get better i just worry that it WON'T and im waiting every day for a treatment that idk if it's on its way#and i wanna hug people and be silly and talk about stuff and this is still ENTIRELY NON MAN RELATED!!!!!!!!!!#there's still time and I'm not running out quite yet!!!#and i hate this so much and I'll hate it next year and the next man or no man!!!!!!#booo
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#alright these tags are super embarrassing but i needed to rant publicly so uh. you can read this but please don't perceive me too much#it is so fucking exhausting having nobody to share my life with#i have literally zero friends at this point bc ever since my grandpa died i've pretty much stopped trying to keep in touch with my hometown#friends and i cut off my 'friend' group that were racist assholes who treated me like a doormat back in october and haven't really made any#close friends at college since. and i just fucking hate that this is the same way i've felt for so many fucking years like you'd think it#would be bearable at this point and i'd be used to being alone and for a while i honestly was but it just hit me tonight how fucking lonely#i am and how tomorrow i have to keep on just doing the shit i have to do in life without anyone to talk to and share it with#other than my mom who's been pissing me off lately so i've been pushing her away too!#it's so tiring to have to go out and do things and have responsibilities everyday and not being able to share that with anyone idk it makes#it feel almost like i'm carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders which is SO dramatic i know#like today i wanted to talk about the stupid false alarm gas leak thing with my sort of friends in this club i'm in but i didn't get to talk#to anyone at the meeting bc everyone was just talking amongst themselves in their little groups of best friends and it just reminded me that#i don't have that and i've never fucking had that i've only ever pretended i had that#it's like all these years i've been pretending to be a person that has friends and knows how to live life normally but i never have#more than anything i just miss my friends from home bc they're the closest i've ever felt to having friends that are like family but. i#don't know how to talk to them anymore. i didn't tell any of them when my grandpa died and i think they just assumed that i've moved on so#they've probably moved on and i already know that they have their own lives and friends at their schools that are a lot more full than mine#wanna know the worst part about all of this? i just had therapy and basically told her everything's fine#and i won't meet with her again until 3 weeks from now so literally the only person i can talk to about this right now is my mom#which i am absolutely not gonna do bc she's gonna get so scared and worried for me and i can't have that rn#anyways yeah. this isn't even that big of a deal like i haven't had friends for at least the past 6 months it's not like anything's changed#i just feel extra sad about it right now. i need a distraction stat gonna go watch watch some tv goodnight#shut up hanna
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-->And then it was time for everyone to converge on the greenhouse and help out Victor – specifically, by doing some targeted harvesting while he finished up his tending! I had Alice return to normal and rush in there to pick the coconuts, the pineapples, the soy and black beans (and evolve a couple of plants while she was at it), while Smiler picked a bunch of their herbalism stuff (with a focus on stuff like the noxious elderberries and poison fireleaf I didn’t have before). Smiler then dusted Victor’s bees with mite treatment, fertilized their noxious elderberries so they could evolve them up to nice level, and headed upstairs to have a nice bath –
-->And Alice got sent to the kitchen to make some more food for the food stand, using her new appliances! :D Because if we���re going to have a food sale, we need to have food to sell! She’d already made a garden pizza last playsession while at the store, which was already in the stand – I thus had her make a fresh batch of dough in the stand mixer, then bake up some banana split waffles, a loaf of artful focaccia, some minty mocha cupcakes (in the oven! :D), and a pineapple pizza! Yes, I was thinking a bit about food that Smiler would probably like, as they were the one who was going to be running the stand – sometimes I regret that they’re a vampire who can’t eat regular food in this save, as I know any human Smilers would be all over banana split waffles and pineapple pizza. In another save, Smiler, I promise! I’ll fudge things a bit in my potential future Valicer In The Dark save! XD
-->While Alice was getting her cooking on, Victor and Smiler were keeping busy with the last of the farm chores (while the chickens were keeping busy with a fox – I gotta get some more livestock upgrade parts). Victor FINALLY finished the tending (and deactivated poor Elmer to stop the bot from constantly trying to weed a glitched plant) and got the initial batch of super-selling done, then left Smiler to finish off selling everything while he cleared out the cow shed (and once again dropped the results on the ground next to said cow shed – I just had him put the trash in his inventory for later recycling). Smiler got Gardening skill 9 from all the super-selling (and harvesting the lemon tree in the corner that had gotten skipped in all the super-sell batching), which pleased me greatly –
And then I realized “wait a minute. Isn’t it supposed to be New Skill Day? Where’s the holiday thing?” Concerned, I checked the calendar, and confirmed that it was indeed a holiday – but that I didn’t have the overlay for it in the corner of my screen. Uh-oh. That DEFINITELY seemed like a sign the save file was on its way out. I decided not to worry TOO much about it at the moment, as New Skill Day is just a pop-up holiday, and not a particularly important one, and instead Alice box up the final pizza, slapped all the food in the foot stand, and had Smiler grab said food stand and gather everyone up to bring them to the Brindleton Bay Pawspital –
#sims 4#the lazy save#victor van dort#alice liddell#smiler always#that greenhouse takes up so much of the day I swear#I mean sometimes you get lucky and none of the plants need tending#or only one or two#but if a lot of them need weeding and watering and spraying#well then it's all hands on deck#at least they all got it done eventually!#and it was rather fun to get Alice to make all that food#it's good to be able to have waffles and pizza and suchlike on the go#and to be able to make cupcakes in the damn oven#I mean it renders the cupcake machine kinda useless#but I don't think anyone really minds? :p#the machine is probably best used for aesthetic purposes in a shop or something#and it DID form the basis for Simsonian Library's bulk food processor mod#which I use a fair bit just to make flour and sugar for the gang to cook with#so yeah appreciate it's existence just for that XD#and yeah don't know what was going on with the holiday thing#as you'll see it pops up once the gang travels#but it's a worrying sign isn't it?#I have ideas for new save files but#still kinda wanna play this one for a while more?#don't let me down Sims 4#well not more than you have already#queued
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– WIP DAY.
TAGGED BY: @adelaidedrubman, thank you so much!!
TAGGING: @reaperkiller, @steelport, @arklay, @aartyom, @morvaris, @cultistbase, @faarkas, @swordcoasts, @liurnia, @girlbosselrond, @devilbrakers, @henbased, @shellibisshe, @dickytwister, @strafethesesinners, @druidgroves and YOU!
the broker fic is coming along nicely and i'm currently prepping chapter 13 so i can drop it next week, it's gonna be a fun one >:^)
‘Listen,’ the man said, once again pointing his finger in Vitali’s direction.
‘I’ma give you to the count of five, and if I don’t have my eddies back by then- all three thousand of ‘em- that dark red suit o’ yours is gonna be red for vastly different reasons.’ ‘Really now?’ Vitali asked, raising his eyebrow and slightly tilting his head, a smile taking shape on his face as he let his eyes trail the crowd; people were starting to get rowdy, starting to cheer. A rush of adrenaline was already soaring through his system, reminding him of the street fights he used to participate in- Sure, he was there for business now. But he could have a little bit of fun. ‘One!’ the guy yelled, his voice barely audible above the buzz of the club, the music suddenly a lot louder than before; though it could just be Vitali’s imagination, straightening his back and redistributing his weight to his left leg while grabbing his cane halfway down the shaft. ‘Two!’ ‘You sure you’re going to do this, jefe?’ Judy asked. ‘Viktor’s gonna kill you.’ ‘Only if I get hurt,’ Vitali replied, rolling back his neck as the man yelled out a loud three, dragging it out a little bit longer as if he was trying to give Vitali time to reconsider. Another day, another client turning against him. Far from the first time and far from the last; though usually Vitali dealt with these sorts of things with a bit more finesse than he was about to do. ‘Four!’ He did not care. His reputation preceded him; the bruising of his knuckles as dark as the rims underneath his eyes, everyone knew Vitali Dobrynin was a fighter first and a fixer second. All to protect, all out of love- but no one cared about that. They only ever saw what was on show. ‘FIVE!’
#tag games#nuclearwriting#so many fun bits in this chapter i'm very excited to post the rest >:^)#this is just some random guy also don't worry about it#that last part though. reputation preceded him. fighter first fixer second. all to protect. all out of love. but no one cared.#i'm fucking normal about him i wanna fucking smash my head through a window#this is EXACTLY what matvey wants. take away the context to make vitali look like the villain in all this#to take everything away from him. people only ever see what's on show. aha xoxo#never thought i'd have this much depth in the whole fic but here we are baybeey... themes... motifs... [dies]#also. once again. if anyone wants me to yell more about the fic my asks are open and i Love yelling about things so. teehee#if you have any quastions. >:^) let me know >:^) <3
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Nothing I could come up with will ever be as romantic as Her Sky, Her Sea 💔
#ramble#how to write romance when others have already written about love so much more beautifully than i ever could 😔#i wanted the title of my dailah/kina fic to be a direct reference to sey//loy since. well yeah!#both happen during the b/urning s/hores arc... and of course s/eyka and kina are sisters. and it makes sense to contrast aloy and dailah#but Her Sun Her Stars doesn't have the same ring to it does it? but it's the only thing that makes sense for them!#does anyone wanna cheer read this fic once it's done............... please...................#i think i just don't like how the fic is coming along in general :( my writing is so rusty i should just be drawing instead 💔#actually i should not be doing that either. i should not be avoiding my responsibilities by distracting myself with fan works 😐#eh no matter! i'll worry about it out later <3
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I think I'm done with the Jonny/Tim cannibalism fanfic? I'm still gonna like, read though it a few times and edit it, and I still wanna do some drawings for it before I share it, but overall I'm pretty satisfied with it. Big win for the me community
#im not confident enough about it to like. send it to anyone for them to check if its fine lmao#im just gonna trust myself and post it when i think its okay#besides i don't think anyone i know would want to read it kdndbdjxnxjs#maybe except my cousin and one friend but they're both also from Poland so they wont be much help when it comes to grammar and stuff#writing in english is hard sometimes lmao#but honestly even if it isnt perfect english i dont think anyone would really care#like. im not worried about the quality im worried about the contents#still not sure if i wanna share a link to it here once i put it on ao3. ill think about it#and you know its that thing when youre fine with showing weird stuff to strangers cause there's less consequences to that#but you wouldnt show the same thing to your frienda because youre worried it could change how they perceive you#and i do have friends here so. idk#anyway. its around 2100 words and nasty lmao#bee buzz
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