#voilaaaa

[m0ther-of-p3arl]

who i was before

(robert aeor high au p11)

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i love how i say you might not get more writing for a long time and then just dump this on you the same day lmao

If he loses him… Jimmy doesn’t know what he’ll do, he doesn’t know what he’d say, he doesn’t know if he could go on living. Because these past seven months that he’s known Scott have been some of the best of his life, no, scratch that, the best months of his life. Jim grits his teeth, taking a couple seconds to lean against the wall and steady his breathing again. Why is this so hard? 

or, finally things get a lil figured out (took them long enough)

tw: all the usual thingies

(3306 w)

The beat is steady, one after another after another after another, predictable. It doesn’t change as he breathes in and out and in and out, trying to calm his flooded nerves, everything too bright or too cold or too loud or too rough. He can’t handle it, so he focuses on his heart, the same steady rhythm pumping out again and again and again, his breath ragged and cutting into his lungs.

Jimmy is shaking again. He can’t stop shivering, pulling his blankets over himself and staring out at the star-flooded sky. He was so close. Scott had been there, just… there, inches away from his own face, so close it had made Jimmy’s heart ache, beating much faster than the slow, laboring tread that pumps in his chest now. 

But honestly: what had he been thinking? Scott’s made it very clear, abundantly clear, that he doesn’t like Jimmy- he always pushes away after extended physical contact, always keeps an extra six inches of space between him and Jimmy at all times, and altogether is just… he’s so obvious about the level to which he is not interested in Jimmy, and yet Jim just keeps trying, and oh god, he’d almost kissed  Scott down there-

Jimmy shudders harder, no longer accustomed over these six months to sleeping alone. He’s used to Scott, right on the other side, breathing shallowly and purposefully, the gentle, repetitive noise having lulled Jimmy to sleep many a night. But now he’s not here, he’s probably decided that he can’t stand the sight of Jimmy, he’s probably so disgusted by what the avian’s just done that he can’t even think to live in the same house as him.

Jimmy’s ruined everything, he’s made a mistake, a terrible mistake, and now everything is horrible and he’s hated and despised by the only person he’s ever thought to love-

The tears he’s been holding back begin to drip through his eyes, and he curls into the fetal position, wings pulled around him on all sides, the familiar texture of his feathers blanketing his shivering arms. He doesn’t even know what Bek had wanted when she’d called him upstairs, but once he left, he knew he couldn’t go back, Scott probably would’ve just gotten more embarrassed.

After all, Scott’s genuinely the strongest, funniest, and most sensitive person Jimmy’s ever known. What could he ever see in the likes of the sniveling avian who can’t do anything right? And now he knows Jimmy’s past- he had just felt so comfortable standing there in the kitchen with his head leaning on Scott’s shoulder, it had felt like how everything was supposed to be.

It was so comfortable that he absolutely just trauma-dumped on Scott. And not just a small trauma dump either; he’s literally just spilled his entire life story to the person he has to live with. The person who came to him for help when he was in need. These past six months have been torture enough, and Jimmy doesn’t need even more reason for Scott to be repulsed by him. He thought he was making progress with the gorgon, and now he finds he just… well, he’s kind of ruined everything, hasn’t he?

Plus, what he’s been through is dwarfed when compared to Scott’s struggles, the pain he’s probably gone through every day of his life. What does Jimmy have in comparison? A woman who took him from family he didn’t even know. The worst thing to happen to him in the past year is just the occasional breakdown, which really, just ridiculous when he remembers the fact that Scott got kicked out of his fucking house.

Jimmy needs to apologize. He needs to go downstairs and apologize right now, regardless of how awkward and embarrassing it might be, he doesn’t think he can live with himself if he doesn’t. He doesn’t know if Scott can live with him if he doesn’t, and though his stomach is a mess of worms gnawing at him from the inside out, it’s something that needs to be done. So he gathers himself up from the shaking mess he’s become, taking a couple deep breaths and smoothing out his nightgown.

The descent down the stairs is slow and quivering, each step an opportunity to go back, he hasn’t gone too far into this yet, if he wants he can just ignore it and never think of it again. But Jimmy’s ignored too many of his problems for too long, he ignored how wrong Patty was until the only viable option was to run away, he ignored his homelessness for the better part of three months, because surely anything was better than Patty, right? And worst of all, he’s completely ignored all the problems that he and Scott need to iron out if they want to have a healthy friendship.

Jimmy is not a brave canary. But he’s willing to do whatever it takes to keep Scott, even if it’s just as friends. Because Jimmy is in love and that knowledge is like a fire burning in the pit of his stomach, propelling him onwards until he’s stood in front of the basement door, taking in the flaking jade green paint, his hand hovering, shakingly and indecisively, above the golden knob.

Is he really going to do this? Is this really the best move? He realizes how easily it could all backfire, blowing up in his face like a ticking time bomb. Scott could be so angry, or sad, or just- Jimmy catches himself, breathing in and out, in and out, trying to calm his anxiety. It’s fine. Scott’s not like that. That’s not going to happen. All he wants is his friend back, he reminds himself, all he wants is a friend. That’s it. That’s all.

(it’s not but he has to pretend or it’s too much it’s too much too much too much-)

And he lowers his hand to the doorknob, turning it slowly, almost excruciatingly so, and pushing the door open. More stairs open beneath him, like a maw trying to swallow him up, but there’s no going back now. Scott’s almost certainly heard the door open, and if Jimmy chickens out, it’ll just make more confusion and problems that spiral onward and never get fixed. 

Jimmy’s always been a curious little bird.  

Step by step by step, Jimmy walks slowly down to the basement, his heart going off like a rabbit cage in his chest. He is so unspeakably nervous, there are no words, no metaphors, that one could use to describe it other than the simple fact that he is terrified. It needs to be done, he keeps reminding himself, he needs to apologize for the better of all of them, it needs to be done. And he’s almost crying now, shaking harder than ever, because he loves Scott, he loves him more than he’s ever loved anyone before.

If he loses him… Jimmy doesn’t know what he’ll do, he doesn’t know what he’d say, he doesn’t know if he could go on living. Because these past seven months that he’s known Scott have been some of the best of his life, no, scratch that, the best months of his life. Jim grits his teeth, taking a couple seconds to lean against the wall and steady his breathing again. Why is this so hard? 

The realization hits him before he realizes what it is, a sudden dread spilling over him like uncooked egg white before he can figure out what it means.

If he really wants there to be no deception, no falsehoods and confusion between them, he’s going to have to tell Scott he likes him. And that could just make everything worse, but maybe it could make everything better, Jimmy doesn’t know, he doesn’t know, he just doesn’t know-

It’ll be worth it, he reminds himself, it’ll be worth it in the end. He has to get this over with. It’s not even an option anymore, it’s a necessity. He can’t back out now, no more skittish avian, Jimmy’s going to be strong and brave and worthy of Scott. He peels himself back from the wall and continues down the stairs, a steady rhythm of steps that he doesn’t break. Step, down, pause, step, down, pause.

Until he turns the corner and there’s Scott, sat stony-faced on the couch, staring straight ahead at nothing. Most people wouldn’t be able to see it, but Jimmy’s eyes catch on the slight glimmer in Scott’s, and he pushes forwards to join the gorgon on the sofa.

Neither of them say anything for a long time, the feet between them feeling like miles and the air in the basement almost bitingly cold.

“I’m sorry,” Jimmy blurts out when the silence gets too excruciating and it’s clear Scott isn’t going to say anything. “I’m sorry I got spooked and ran off and- I’ve been such a terrible friend, I’m so dishonest- I’m so damn sorry about everything, Scott.”

“Jimmy-” The gorgon’s voice breaks, and he turns his head down towards his lap, pulling his knees up to his chest. “You’re so… you’re fucking perfect, you know that?”

“Wha- no!? Look, I’m trying to apologize here, I’m not fishing for compliments,” Jimmy rebuffs, completely taken aback. He can feel the heat snaking through him and resting decidedly on his cheeks, where he’s sure the red must be spreading rapidly.

“You think-” Scott laughs tiredly, leaning his head on his knees to look towards Jim, “You think you’ve messed up somehow? How is that even possible? You’ve been through so much, and you’re still thinking of others before yourself. You probably haven’t ever said a negative word about anyone in your life, and I just- you’re so strong. So strong. And you’re pretty, and smart, and funny and just- how on earth are you friends with me? The stupid, traumatized gorgon who can’t do anything right?” How can Scott think of himself like that?

“I have messed up, Scott!” Jimmy needs him to see it, he needs someone to agree with him, because what he’s done is wrong, it’s wrong, it’s wrong. “I’m not strong and I’m not perfect and I really haven’t been through all that much to be honest with you, all that’s happened is a stupid person took me from family I never even got the chance to know. Let me apologize! I’m sorry for everything and if you want to move out, you are absolutely welcome to. Please don’t feel like you’re obliged to stay here because that was the choice you made when you weren’t feeling right in the head.”

Scott’s face goes bright red, his mouth hanging slightly open like he hasn’t quite formulated what he wants to say yet, glaring at Jimmy with tears in his eyes. “You think I could ever leave you?! How could anyone ever leave you, even if they wanted to- I’m genuinely hurt that you think I could do that. I lo- I really value you, Jim.”

“THEN WHY DO YOU PUSH AWAY WHENEVER I GET EVEN A LITTLE BIT CLOSE?!” Jimmy yells, all his other feelings being swiftly replaced with confused anger. He takes a deep breath and continues, his words measured but still not without a slight sting that he can’t quite keep out.

“If you value me so much- and like hell that’s the word you were going to use- then why don’t you show it? Why do you leave me just- if I’m so important to you, then why don’t you ever talk to me? Why do you keep this distance between us? It fucking hurts, Scott, especially considering you’ve lived in my house for six months now. If I’m really so perfect and strong and- and desirable as a friend, then what is your reasoning for staying so… I would say cold, but that’s a bit punny, isn’t it.” He laughs mirthlessly, fists clenched tight to his crossed legs, tension defining his body.

“Because I already almost ruined things. Twice. And I’m trying not to do that again.” He’s infuriatingly calm, the only emotion displayed on his face is a sweet, broken sadness.

“That’s all you have to say?! You haven’t ruined things, Scott, you’re literally the reason I haven’t killed myself yet. Yes, you,” he adds at Scott’s shocked expression. “What on earth do you mean you ‘almost ruined everything’?! You. Are. The. Reason. I’m. Still. Here.” Jimmy crawls forward, punctuating each word with a sharp jab of his finger to Scott’s chest.

“I kissed you, Jim.” The anguish in Scott’s face is almost enough to make Jimmy break, the sadness and lost possibilities expounding in his face. “I kissed you and then I kept- I keep almost doing it again. That’s why I’m keeping my distance.”

“You think I care, you idiot?” Jimmy growls, tossing his hands up into the air exasperatedly. “You think that changes anything?”

“Jimmy, you don’t understand!” Scott’s waxing patronizing now, and Jimmy can see how hard he’s trying to get his point across.

“What don’t I understand? Try me, I bet you’d be surprised.” He crosses his arms challengingly, almost smirking at Scott’s blush. He’s way past the point of being scared now, and honestly can’t remember why he was even worried in the first place.

“I- I kept wanting to kiss you. I still want to kiss you almost every time you look at me.” The truth written on the edges of Scott’s voice hits Jimmy more than he’d thought it would, and he has to fight hard to stop from shivering.

“Then do it.” Scott likes him.

“What-” Jimmy knows it’s true.

“You heard me. Go ahead then, I’ve given you my consent,” Jimmy says, heart beating out of control, too fast for him to even consider trying to slow down.

“A-are you sure?” Scott asks, fidgeting nervously with the hem of his shirt.

Jimmy almost cries after he laughs, months of worry and distance about to be resolved. “Scott. You know me. Would I be asking if I wasn’t?”

Scott doesn’t answer, looking sadly off to the side, but his silence speaks a thousand words.

“So kiss me, you absolute fool. I’m ready for it.”

And Scott does, lips pressing into Jimmy’s, moving gently, softly, frozen.

Almost immediately, Jimmy is drowning. He is deep beneath the ocean and he is flying through the stars and he was absolutely not ready for this, why did he ever say he was, Scott’s lips are so cold- Jimmy’s hands are shaking in his lap, and he wants more than anything to pull them up to frame Scott’s face, he wants to touch every inch of the gorgon’s frozen skin, warm it up with his own hands. 

But before he can, Scott’s frozen hands are gripping his, his mouth pushing forward into Jimmy’s, opening slightly, and his teeth are so sharp- Jimmy shudders at the feeling of them against his lips, and he wants nothing more than to push back, pull forward and wrap his arms around Scott’s neck, but he can’t, he can’t and he doesn’t know why-

“Was that okay?” Scott asks, pulling away, his cheeks flushed and eyes darting this way and that. 

Jimmy is speechless.

How can Scott be saying that? It wasn’t okay, absolutely not, it was everything and more, it was a whole lifetime, a thousand novels full of words, packed into a single, intimate touch. Jimmy hasn’t properly known anything until this moment, and he’ll look back later and categorize his life into two parts: before the kiss, and after.

He already can’t stand the distance, pushing in on him from all sides, if he doesn’t get close to Scott he’ll pull away, and then Jimmy will be alone again, left in the basement by himself the same way he’d left Scott. But he can’t respond, he can’t speak, he can’t- he can’t do anything-

“Jimmy?” Scott’s lips form his name so perfectly, and it’s all he wants to hear, he never wants to listen to anything other than his name from Scott’s mouth ever again. “Are you- was it too much?”

No. “I- I can’t really- can’t really talk right now, sorry,” Jim mutters, swallowing quickly. “Um. Can I- can we do it again?”

“O-oh,” Scott looks surprised, and honestly, he’s so ridiculous, isn’t it the most obvious thing in the universe how much Jimmy loves him? “Yeah, sure, I’d- I think I’d like tha-”

Jimmy doesn’t wait for him to finish his sentence before he leans forward, pulling his arms around Scott’s neck and stealing another, strong and ferocious where the first was soft and safe, because he’s been missing out on this for so long, too long, are you kidding him? Scott’s hands reach up to ghost along Jimmy’s wings before landing in his hair, and Jim can feel him smiling gently against his lips and all his air is gone.

He is falling he’s falling he’s falling and falling and falling.

Jimmy shivers and he needs to be closer, he wants to feel all of Scott against him- he pulls back for a second to catch his breath and Scott grins, more confident and alive than Jimmy’s ever seen him. “You are such an idiot,” the gorgon whispers affectionately, leaning forward until their foreheads are touching and sparks are flying between them, the knowledge that this is what Jimmy’s been missing out on the past many months almost destroying him.

“So I’m the idiot now?”

Scott rolls his eyes and leans forward, kissing gently, insistently, over and over again against Jimmy’s mouth, fireworks going off between their lips as he pushes forward, all shivers and soft cold skin and full of life. Scott’s eyes are bright and hopeful, and the need for closeness is so overpowering that Jimmy just can’t help it anymore, climbing atop Scott’s lap before the gorgon can protest.

Jimmy moves his hands from Scott’s neck to his chin, cradling the angular point as he kisses over and over, gently removing Scott’s shades and setting them down beside them as he pushes forward, his lips moving from Scott’s mouth to his cheek to his nose to his forehead and all around again, tracing circles around the familiar face.

Scott’s shaking, little noises sprouting from the back of his throat, and his hands move to touch Jimmy’s waist, gently at first, then squeezing harder and harder as Jimmy’s kisses grow more intense, wishes finally given physical form. Jim’s arguably shuddering even harder than Scott, little noises perking up in the back of his throat as Scott’s hands press ever tighter into his midriff. Jimmy pulls away, and Scott takes his opportunity in earnest, pulling one of Jim’s hands away from his chin and kissing each of the fingers softly, gently, cold lips against Jimmy’s knuckles.

Their eyes meet each other’s and they’re both crying and laughing and-

“I’m sorry,” Jimmy says, wiping the tears from Scott’s eyes. 

“You really apologize too much,” Scott laughs, pulling Jimmy close to him. He wants to melt away forever, he wants to fall into Scott and never leave.

“We’re both so stupid,” Jimmy laughs against Scott’s chest, strong arms cradling him so gently he’s going to break.

“I think that one might be on me, petal.” The affection in Scott’s voice is so genuine, so overflowing and real, that Jimmy breaks down into a fresh onslaught of tears, relief and anguish and months and months of yearning packed into a single shaking moment, together in each other’s arms, tears and laughter and finally, finally a solid understanding between the two of them as Scott gently presses his lips to the crown of Jimmy’s head.

“Do you want to finish the rest of the episode?” Scott asks. Jimmy nods against him, sniffling quietly away at his tears.

“Yeah.”

[fire-but-ashes-too]

thank youuuuuu

last song: tired - beabadoobee

favorite color: maroon <333

last movie: uhmmm either the eras movie or call me by your name

sweet/savory/spicy: really depends, if i like it it doesnt matter

relationship: single duh (got like 5 platonic wives tho lmao)

last thing i googled: ...the difference between wait and await (so aspettare and attendere in italian it makes more sense)

current obsession: crying cause of the marauders and telling myself ill learn french even tho i never do ;-;

no pressure tags! @rainsleeper @dandelions-fly-in-summer-skies @leaskisses444 @anulithots @unmellowyellowfellow @roisinivy

Nine people I'd like to get to know better

Tagged by @meghawhopp <33

Last song: Down by the River by Borislav Slavov from the Baldur’s Gate 3 Soundtrack (or more specifically the cover of Down by the River by Nerissa Ravencroft)

Favorite color: Blue and purple!

Last movie/TV show: Seinfeld, I’m currently on season four!

Sweet/spicy/savory?: I have a huge sweet tooth, so sweet things

Relationship status: Single

Last thing I googled: I searched up the show “Arthur” because I was trying to find that one meme where Buster was like “You really think someone would do that, just go on the internet and spread lies?”

Current obsession: Fragaria memories and tears of themis mostly^^

Tag Nine People: @kyaruun @xinieeee @deadmansbistro @florapot @hunita812 @scuffle-with-spirals @rexonalapis @maxellera @manicpixiedoomedgirl

[softnasty]

avant j'pensais qu'à les ken / j'parle deux minutes j'ai la flemme les groupies sont toutes les mêmes / les baiser c'est baiser soi-même

[sweetysamaa]

Found an old Kakashi I did a while ago so voilaaaa

[ryupioupiou]

Adding my 2 cents worth of salt:

"Bite" in French also means "Penis".

Another one:

"Pet" means "fart".

[thegnomelord]

VOILAAAA

Tis but I! Bucket anon!

I am back!

-🪣 Anon

Hello bucket! Welcome back anonie

[rykiioudreams]

[PT.3] “If the heavens were capable of dreaming, they would dream of dragons.” 💙✨

And voilaaaa, I've finished my little series on clouds & dragons q(≧▽≦q)

I had a lot of fun making these and I'm thinking of making some new ones later :3

[demimoon]

@pigeonneaux here's for you si tu veux :)

voilaaaa (on peut noter mon talent pour prendre des photos svp)

[teawinx]

We've already learned a lot about the heroes of your reboot, which is amazing! You have however hardly shown anything about our favorite butterfly man and his more competent assistant.

So my question of the day is:

What role does hawkmoth and mayura play in your rewrite? Since tge first two seasons will focus more on lila and the band as antagonist, will the akumas play a lesser role? Will Natalie even step into action or will we immediately get shadowmoth? An do we get to see monarch later in the plot?

I know that these characters will probably get actually more important when the plot is already advanced more, so i understand if you are not really sure about the role they're going to play. I'm still hyped to see what you have in store for our main baddies!

I've been struggling with butterfly daddy's design. I want him to look intimidating but not outright scary, so that's why he hasn't been mentioned much I'm not well versed in designing villains, so I'm doing a lot of research lol

For their roles, there's very little change when it comes to Hawkmoth. He's going to be the "faceless evil" present for four seasons. So he'll still supply the canon-typical akuma of the day. But he's just not going to be the only baddie for the whole show, that can get really stale really fast.

Nathalie, pretty much like in canon, steps in as the Season 3 antagonist. She's still Gabe's assistant, knows he's Hawkmoth etc but there's some key differences. She's a lot younger than her canon version, and she's not in love with Gabe. She despises him, but works for him because he's got a looooot of blackmail he's using to keep her quiet and loyal. The Peacock Miraculous isn't damaged or broken, it's completely fine and Nat isn't dying from using it. But she uses Sentimonsters differently from canon.

Instead of random assistants for akumas, she makes personalized Sentimonsters for each hero based on their fears and insecurities. The amocs are hidden inside the weapons, so the monsters are only active when the hero is transformed. Like their shadows, chasing them until they are defeated by the power of character development!!! (And Natalie's heart clearly isn't in it. She'll make the sentimonsters, sure, but she won't reveal anyone's identities to him)

Basically S3 is about really delving into the protagonists' home lives, their flaws, their fears and insecurities etc Queen Bee: Sentimonster born from her mother's abandonment and father's neglect Carapace: Sentimonster born from his hatred of adults and authority figures Rena Rouge: Sentimonster born from her trauma from past bullies Chat Noir: Sentibug (pretty much like in canon, but this one is actually evil) Ladybug: Chat Blanc Sentimonster

As for Monarch? No, we won't be seeing him. Gabriel does use more than just the Butterfly (namely the Peacock, the Pig and the Turtle), but I'm basically ignoring canon post S3's finale.

Voilaaaa

[yuieenastin]

And here at 12 a.m i was thinking, what if our lovely y/n is masachika younger sissy and we meet sanemi through him. I was thinking on that one fanart where masachika give sanemi a food, ohagi perhaps and it's look like masachika found him and bought our nemi home and voilaaaa the romance between us and sanemi begin¯⁠\⁠_���(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

I MEANNN JUST LOOK AT THIS ⬇️

[une-touille-en-vadrouille]

Aujourd'hui, c'était dernières courses avant le grand trek, et après midi dans les termes pour se détendre ... ça manquait juste d'un petit massage hihi

...passage notamment dans un sauna naturel creusé dans une grotte ! Très joli, mais je peux confirmer que vraiment, je n'aime pas le sauna, comment on est censés faire pour respirer là dedans !

Oh, et du coup, comme promis et un peu en vrac, voilà la beauté du paysage d'hier 🥰

La lagune Churup vue d'en haut

Sa copine la laguna churupita (littéralement le bébé Churup), parceque quand on aime, on ne compte pas ... Et on aime visiblement grimper !

Un petit coin de la laguna pour lequel j'ai complétement craqué, j'ai au moins 20 photos différentes de cet endroit !

Avec une petite mise à l'échelle nécessaire ...

Et même la montée était sympa, j'ai eu le droit à une petite grimpette suffisamment pentue pour qu'ils installent des chaînes en métal pour nous aider ...

Et je suis même tombée sur un bébé cascade ... Que demande le peuple?

Voilaaaa, plein plein plein de bizoux, et n'oubliez pas : je ne serai pas joignable les 8 prochains jours, c'est parfaitement normal, je fais le trek du Huayhuash !

Bizouuuuuux, je vous aime très fort !

[jackcoffins]

Le Voilaaaa... My first airbrushed hoodie. 🤘💀🤟🎨✏️🖤 FINISHED . . . . #art #artwork #painting #airbrush #airbrushart #rose #roses #colors #moon #lightning #goth #gothic #gothicstyle #gothfashion #hoodie #custommade #customdesign #czechart #czechartist #artist #jackcoffins #art2022 #tattoo #tattooart #drawing #illustration https://www.instagram.com/p/Cmwy10RLMlR/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[lebensmoode]

Setelah pernah mimpiin bang Jung Hae In dan Jo Jung Suk, tadi mimpiin oppa In Guk. Definisi beneran gak mau bangun bisa ga siiiihhh gpp terperangkap di dalem mimpi kalo di sana ada Seo In Guk. Mana ceritanya we did much physical touch like a couple do lagi, beneran kek mimpi WKWKWKW BANGUN LU SARINEM 🥹🥹🥹😭😭😭

Matanya beneran setajem itu plus tatapan gantengnya duh, minta apapun keknya hamba gabisa nolak 🫠

Mungkin ini karna gw ngikutin vlog beliau ya, beberapa kali gw nonton dia mukbang asmr, dari yg manis-manis, makanan yg dia pengen, trus terakhir bertema stroberi. Lucu banget ternyata doi di rl. I'm not that fans garis keras sih, cuma nikmatin konten doi aja dan drama2 beliau + ketamvanan yg masuk ke tipe gw. Trus voilaaaa doi mampir ke dalam mimpik hihihih syeneeeng 🥹✨

[zouille-loose]

tu peux redrop le lien discord stp le vieux est mort 💀 merchiiiiiii

Voilaaaa

[1997newdays]

2023.07.09

3:34 AM

Not everything could be saved

Tried to check my Slack so that I could salvage our convos but voilaaaa.

It's official, my CNX account with Slack has been deactivated.

Sense of urgency??? Hahahaha

[beeshares]

Blogmas Day 2 - Staying indoors

Blogmas Day 2 – Staying indoors

Yesterday, when I thought about how busy today will be, I was already mentally exhausted. I had a lot of social activities lined up and just said a short prayer as I mentally envisioned myself being utterly drained of any social energy left in me. Voilaaaa! I didn’t even leave my house today 🤭 Photo by Ketut Subiyanto Yes, I ended up slying a lot of people, but I’m happy for the sweet alone…