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Reading The Last Sun by K.D Edwards

And

I’m really liking the idea of an enemies soul mate. Like a hate so strong it bonds your souls together. And then that bond can be used as a force of some kind like how much would they hate that.

And then think of a story where you think it’ll be enemies to lovers but it doesn’t even or just barely comes up to enemies to friends. More like enemies to slightly civil. All because they had so much hate they slapped each other and bonded.

That’s be so great! Haha

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*exhausted, walking a trail for girl scouts*

*we three faarrr behind the group*

Niece(5): I see the group! They’re there!

My mom: really? How do you know that’s our group?

N5: I’m sure it’s them

Mom: she says she sees them! We’re catching up

Me: she also lies a lot

N5: …. Well I can’t see their faces so it I don’t know for sure sure. We’re so far behind because you two are so slow! So their faces are too tiny to see!

Mom: we lost energy for the way back

N5: you had a snack! You should have more energy!

Me: YOU had the snack

Mom: yea why aren’t you running

N5: I HAVE A HURT LEG! *points to small scratch on leg*

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Husband: whatcha doin in here?

Me: *organizing beads by color* I was on TikTok and they made a bead flower for a bracelet and I was like “I can do that AND I have tons of beads I have no idea what to do with. Win win right?” *still organizing* though it wasn’t because they weren’t right for the flowers and so I was looking at all these wrong beads and how I have a ton of wrong beads and then I put some colors together and then… *still sorting* this is where I am

Husband: sorting wrong beads into an organizer bin

Me: yup… I hope they know how disappointed I am in them

Husband: well at least they’re organized

Me: yea actually I’m pretty proud of my progress so at least there’s that. *stops* I’m done now.

Husband: oh good. Food?

Me: yes please.

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Update: I just made this and just for the one shirt and I IMMEDIATELY forgot the password and got locked out… and I can’t find the reset password email…. I… ok sure

I’m selling a shirt. I have no idea what I’m doing but my nephew told me it was a great idea and I thought it was hilarious. So there… it exists.

But it may not exist forever. I dunno. Sometimes I’m not as funny as I think I am and my nephew has the same humor as me so he’s not anything to go on.

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I’m selling a shirt. I have no idea what I’m doing but my nephew told me it was a great idea and I thought it was hilarious. So there… it exists.

But it may not exist forever. I dunno. Sometimes I’m not as funny as I think I am and my nephew has the same humor as me so he’s not anything to go on.

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You look at the cross in your hand. You had spent so much money on the pretty silver one that was blessed by that really religious guy that all those people like to go see. It was probably a scam item anyways. It smelled like nickel. You were going to die because you couldn’t be bothered to authenticate your purchases. Well, actually, if the leech was telling the truth, you were going to die because you had never fully believed in God. Faith? What was faith? What did you truly believe in anymore? How were you supposed to believe in a giant invisible bearded dude in the sky? The only thing you truly believed in was…

You paused your pity party. Would it really work? You motioned a pause to the leech who stopped his advancing, dumbfounded by your quick scrabble for your bag. His brows knit together as you found what you were looking for. You turned quickly, running to him, howling like the loon you’d become. He opened his arms to trap you but as soon as your fist met his chest he sailed back with a hiss.

He slammed against the wall, reflexively scooting up it as he continued to hiss at you. You smiled triumphantly, “I may not believe in much but I have full faith in this!” You brandished your latest paystub from your day job at him. His hissing face fell to confusion but you weren’t done. You began flicking small paper darts at him, each one making contact and burning his skin. You laughed “dance for me bay-BEE!” You had been so ticked when you were called to hunt on the night you were supposed to go to your coworker’s bachelorette party. You had sat on the subway, sulking and spinning all your ones into little darts for the toothpick launching crossbow your brother had given you as a gag gift. You vowed you were going to shoot him with them for getting sick and leaving you with the hunt. And, here you were, watching the rolled up bills bury into the leech’s skin till it writhed on the floor, melting away in anguish. Oh how fate loved to twist and turn.

Later you loaded the shriveling head into a plastic market bag, double bagging it and tying the handles tight. You really hopped it didn’t spring a leak again. You were really tired of being the weird horror movie maker chick on the subway, explaining away how to make believable blood and body parts. You eyed the bag for a moment then went to triple bag it. Your phone rang. You looked at your bloody gloved hands, sighed, then jerked your head multiple times as if in a seizure, knocking the small ear piece in your ear against your shoulder till it answered the call. You heard the click of the answer, “Busy.” You stated flatly. You struggled to open the plastic container you’d taken from your bag earlier.

Your brother sneezed in your ear before croaking “you missed check in”

“Because I was busy.” You rolled your eyes at the black heart with a small stake sticking out of it. “You could have told me” you move to snap the lid onto the container but the stick blocks you. You sigh again.

“I thought you liked dogs.” Your brother coughed while trying to laugh.

You pause your assault of the plastic lid with your knife, “it was a leech not a dog”

“Shit!” Your brother sounds suddenly alarmed “are you ok? Were you bit? Do you have your UV kit? We have NOT gotten you fully trained on those.”

You nodded fervently, forcing the lid closed, the stick piercing through the hole you made for it. “Yes. No. The what? Yea I’m aware.” You triple bag the heart and shove everything into your large not-at-all-inconvenient OR suspicious to haul around in a subway black tote bag. You growl, struggling with the zipper as you listen to your brother throw around papers and check his mission book. He curses and you hear something crash then both of you are still, both heavy breathing and irritated. You wait one more moment then say, “pity pick-up or don’t-tell-dad designated driver night ENDING at Poles & Dills.”

Your brother sighs but it’s cut off with a sneeze and a hacking cough. He clears his throat “I’m still sick”

You grin as you shoulder your bag and begin your hike to the bus stop, “And I have a lot of bloody ones.”

"You have misunderstood the lore, hunter. It is neither crucifix, nor rosary, nor holy water, nor any other trapping of faith, but faith ITSELF that is anathema to my kind. And yours has proven to be. . . insufficient."

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Reading Gang of Gouls by Eva Chase

And, the guys are just perfect… if not a lil homicidal. I love the quirky dedication they al have for each other.

It’s a perfect world with the harsh issues that are somewhat easily handled by love and truth. But seriously… I’d be down for that relationship if I had guys like that. Supportive, dedicated, loyal and fierce. With the torrent of compliments 😭 it’d be awkward till I got used to it but it’d be so nice.

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Had an Aunt day with my second youngest niece (5).

Conversations went… fight worthy

Me: *deciding we have sat too long amicably watching Gabby’s Dollhouse. I must interact* so your favorite is Kitty Fairy? That’s why you dressed up like her for Halloween

N(5): I didn’t dress like her for Halloween. Halloween hasn’t happened.

Me: no but when we go to event stuff you’ve worn your gabby ears and dressed like a fairy. So you’re trying to dress like kitty fairy

N(5): no I’m not kitty fairy. She has fluffy yellow ears

Me: oh her ears are yellow and the ones you have are white

N(5): no her ears aren’t yellow! they’re fluffy

Me: fluffy isn’t a color. What color are the ears?

N(5): they’re white on the top then green on the bottom.

Me: ok so you need ears with the tip white and the bottom green then you’d be kitty fairy

N(5): no you’re not listening!

Me: I’m trying. Then what color are they?

N(5): just watch the show and you’ll see!

Me: do… do you not remember what color they are? That why you can’t tell me?

N(5): I am! Watch the show! *gestures to tv and makes a quiet motion with hand*

——

*watching episode where kitty mermaid got a potion dropped on her and lost her color*

Me: *as they make face masks* mmm that sounds delicious

N(5): you can’t eat that! It’s for your face

Me: yea but it’s made out of food stuff so you can eat it too

N(5): fine then let’s make it and eat it

Me: I only have one of the three ingredients so we can’t.

N(5): *sigh*

Me: so the mask worked on cleaning her face so why didn’t she use it on her body too? She had more left over.

N(5): because it’s for her face

Me: we just agreed that you can also eat the mask so it can be used for other things, why not her body if it works?

N(5): because she didn’t want to!

-same episode-

*mermaid kitty mixes blue and yellow to make green*

N(5): hey! Those are the same colors of my school

Me: (effort to be funny & give child logic) so your school is green?

N(5): no it’s blue and yellow

Me: but those colors make green so why isn’t it green?

N(5): because they painted it blue THEN yellow

Me: so if the school was torn down and all the painted pieces were all mixed together, would it be green then?

N(5): no

Me: why not?

N(5): because when the construction guys built it again they’d paint it whatever they wanted to

-same episode-

Me: so she just used the soap on her body and her color came back and she used the mask in her face and when she washed it off her face was fixed so…. She just needed a bath to wipe off the potion and didn’t need to go through all this. She could have just wiped it off

N(5): it’s too sticky! She can’t just get it off with water!

*mermaid kitty jumps into tub of water soaking in her colored fin scale and comes out clean*

Me: …. She just washed it off. She just needed a bath

N(5): *wont make eye contact with me*

~~~

Apparently that episode was the last straw for her because she stated we should do something else and then suggested I watch my own show while she played with the toys in the toy box I have for her.

Previous to the final episode we had a pretty conversational discussion about how real gabby’s dolls are before she enters the dollhouse

N(5) held that the dolls didn’t come alive till gabby was in the house, hence any kind of movement of items previous to her entrance was actually done by gabby who then pretended the dolls did it themselves

I held that the dolls had a sense of life where they could speak to each other while gabby is away hence the ability to plan parties or put together mailed item ideas that they then do when gabby arrives

We agreed that all action is done off screen when gabby is in another room.

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Reading An Instruction in Shadow by Benedict Jacka

And, I’d be dead.

When the guy is like “this sh*tty man in history did this sh*tty thing” my first comeback thought was “and that’s who aspire to be?”

And then continued with “when he decided that was it because his son had brought dishonor to his family? Then I would think you’d be pleased I’ve come to see you. Because if I do what I intend to do for general life things you know like paying common bills, not threatening people and strong holding an entire family for position and power, things I’m sure you’re not familiar with then I think you’d be interested in making sure into least don’t step into murky water. You know just preempting that cover up habit you have.”

So yea… dead. But, like the cat, completely satisfied.

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Reading An Instruction in Shadow by Benedict Jacka

And I was laughing so hard because I imagine Stephen slowly managing to climb the fence and just quietly sliding down oh so awkwardly and uncomfortably while invisible as the guy stands there going “so you think you’re all big sh**?”

😹 just the most uncool escaping of sliding along the floor and rolling away in shadow while people are just yelling to the darkness “you think you know everything” and just silent Stephen being there on the ground back adhered to the wall thinking “could they possibly just explain everything to the darkness please because I’m just full blind right now”

Everyone is like “YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID!” And he’s like… “uh..” thinks about day of walking around with his cat eating a lump of bread and slice of cheese … “could you tell me?”

Alex Verus would call him an idiot for sure.

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Top-Tier Villain Motivations

They will be safe. It doesn't matter who else or what else burns as long as They will be safe.

I will be safe. The hunger and the cold will never touch me again.

Fuck any bitch who's prettier(/cooler/better-liked/better at making dumplings) than me.

Yes, Master

Love me. Love me. Love me. Love me. LOVE ME!

I know the terrible things these so-called "heroes" will do if I don't stop them (<- is absolutely wrong)

I don't want a better future, I want a better past!

No other way to get performance art funded these days

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Just gonna save this here to remind older me of the time younger me freaked out present me

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Rereading the Alex Verus series

And

I know it’s not what they do but I keep imagining the characters being so much closer with each other than they are. Like whenever Alex and Anne talk (in my mind) they are touching just lightly fingers on arm or hands together or leg over leg, just a natural touch of comfort.

When Alex is speaking with Arachne he’s got a hand patting her leg or she’s hovering over him

Veri is always leaning close to Luna, she’s always pointed toward him even when looking at Alex.

Alex and Veri touch shoulders when affirming safety and health. They hold upper arms to support the other when saying they will be there for each other or to take care.

Alex is a lot more flirtatious in the way he speaks with Caldera and she grabs him more like a possessive sort of touch. They’re almost chest to chest when they argue.

Re-read Alex is semi flirty with all powerful women in my mind now… I dunno. Just seems he drifts toward powerful women and leans on tough guys.

I know it’s not written in the story. I KNOW! But I guess it’s just my want for him to have a touch support. Possibly that’s my love language or something in the working but anyways that’s my read-and thought.

PS

Could the start of Alex’s bad luck be caused by Luna? He was successfully out of mage sight for years but after spending 3 months with Luna, just caught in her presence for that long there appeared that two mages from both sides of the spectrum thought of him and went to him for help.

Additionally Luna was close-ish friends with Ann and suddenly Jag decided to let Ann go. Not Vari who didn’t spend as much time with Luna, just Ann.

Hmm???

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I was leaving my sisters house and I was walking around the kitchen with one free hand just palm up slowly clenching and unclenching

My mom asks “did you forget something”

And it just sounded so sad when I was looking around going “it was supposed to go in this hand. It was over here. I put it down and I left here and got my bags and it was here. Why would I have something in the kitchen? I didn’t bring food, so why was I in the kitchen?”

Turns out I put my crochet bag down in the living room which has a door on one side to enter the kitchen and there’s a door on the other side of the kitchen to reach the dining room where all my other stuff was.

But it took a bit just being my own detective and mom and husband staying quiet so I didn’t get distracted and forget I was even looking for something, which has happened before as well.

The most terrifying part of having memory issues is when you can feel something from 5 seconds ago be thrown out the window and there's an empty hole where it once was. You remember that you forgot something.

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Things I’ve said

I can’t be the only one who understands this - edition

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Rereading Fated by Benedict Jacka

And I got a really good misquote

*Alex and Sonder standing in front of Relic*

Alex: tell me what’s in here and I WILL NOT be angry

Sonder: Abby something

-later-

Luna: Alex… there’s something different about you? What’s got into you?

Alex: Abby Normal