#i'm almost there

[allramnostorage]

uuuugh I'm now remembering why i switched from knitting to crochet this is so slowwwww

[kwangyaro]

experimenting in cas...

[partystoragechest]

A story of romance, drama, and politics which neither Trevelyan nor Cullen wish to be in.

Canon divergent fic in which Josephine solves the matter of post-Wicked Hearts attention by inviting four noblewomen to compete for Cullen's affections. A small teaser for what's to come in the next chapter.

(Masterpost. Words: 175. Rating: all audiences. Note: this snippet is a WIP and may change before chapter release.)

CHAPTER 47 TEASER

“You must come visit, when you may," said the Baroness. "I am certain Thallia would benefit from meeting a mage so accomplished as you.”

Trevelyan laughed. “From what you have told me, I believe it is I who would benefit from speaking to her.”

“All the more reason for it, then. And, of course, should the Commander ever vex you… you know where you may turn.”

“And allow him to finally have rid of us all? Never! I shall not give him the satisfaction.”

The Baroness quirked an eyebrow. “Shall you not?”

Trevelyan gave an exasperated sigh, as if she did not thoroughly enjoy the Baroness’ teasing. As if she did not wish to keep it.

“I shall not give you the satisfaction, either,” she mock-chastised. “Besides, I do not think he shall wish to be rid of me anytime soon. In fact, I rather got the impression he’d like me to stay.”

“Oh, certainly—if the size of the soldiers he was willing to set loose upon your parents is anything to go by.”

[psychedelicvanillabean]

told myself I was wasting my life away

but I'm not...

I'm just wasting deadlines away

I'm actually spending my time in a pretty pleasurable way

[kanerallels]

AT LAST

[zanda-rl]

ᛟᚾᛖ ᛚᛖᚠᛏ..................................

[bumble-bruh]

LIT REVIEW DUE submits literature review BAM ESSAY DUE submits essay BAM NOTHER LIT REVIEW submits lit review BAM ESSAY DUE (in SPANISH) submits essay BAM NOTHER ESSAY submits essay BAM ESSAY FEEDBACK revises essay BAM NOTHER ESSAY FEEDBACK revises essay BAM MORE PEER REVIEW submits peer review BAM NOTHER ESSAY FEEDBACK revises essay BAM PRESENTATION-

[pardon-my-scifi]

Only 66 more episodes and I'm caught up!

[alolomololomola]

Girlbossing my way into S rank by avoiding clam blitz at all costs

[isindismay]

Plans that either come to naught

Or half a million words on ao3

[detentiontrack]

I once again left a paper for the last minute. I estimate it to be about 1500 words and it's due today. I'll be using tumblr to either document my progress, or live blog me dropping out of school

It is 1:23pm

[anditendshowyoudexpect]

"Just you think about it," said Crowley relentlessly. "You know what eternity is? You know what eternity is? I mean, d'you know what eternity is? There's this big mountain, see, a mile high, at the end of the universe, and once every thousand years there's this little bird‑"

"What little bird?" said Aziraphale suspiciously.

"This little bird I'm talking about. And every thousand years‑"

"The same bird every thousand years?"

Crowley hesitated. "Yeah," he said.

"Bloody ancient bird, then."

"Okay. And every thousand years this bird flies‑"

"‑limps‑"

"flies all the way to this mountain and sharpens its beak‑"

"Hold on. You can't do that. Between here and the end of the universe there's loads of‑" The angel waved a hand expansively, if a little unsteadily. "Loads of buggerall, dear boy."

"But it gets there anyway," Crowley persevered.

"How?"

"It doesn't matter!"

"It could use a space ship," said the angel.

Crowley subsided a bit. "Yeah," he said. "If you like. Anyway, this bird‑"

"Only it is the end of the universe we're talking about," said Aziraphale. "So it'd have to be one of those space ships where your descendants are the ones who get out at the other end. You have to tell your descendants, you say, When you get to the Mountain, you've got to‑" He hesitated. "What have they got to do?"

"Sharpen its beak on the mountain," said Crowley. "And then it flies back‑"

"‑in the space ship‑"

"And after a thousand years it goes and does it all again," said Crowley quickly.

There was a moment of drunken silence,

"Seems a lot of effort just to sharpen a beak," mused Aziraphale.

"Listen," said Crowley urgently, "the point is that when the bird has worn the mountain down to nothing, right, then‑"

Aziraphale opened his mouth. Crowley just knew he was going to make some point about the relative hardness of birds' beaks and granite mountains, and plunged on quickly.

"‑then you still won't have finished watching The Sound of Music."

Aziraphale froze.

"And you'll enjoy it," Crowley said relentlessly. "You really will."

[thespookiestprincessofthemall]

1 Day Left Till My Birthday Guys

[gacha-every]

Did ya know The Princess And The Frog is my most favorite Disney Princess Movie? :D

[youneedtostudyives]

I... passed.

I'm getting my associates degree. I can transfer and work toward my bachelor's. ;u;

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Hm now that I’ve got a working theory for Mimic and how all of that works, I can start building on that for the Ruin fic. I have a few more problems I need to work out but they’re way more centred on the fic given it would include adding areas to the game. That’s the easier part of all this I think