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There's some rainbow in the sky. Just not on my side of the hemisphere.
It's been a long time. I'm absolutely worn down and out. Work is the same as always, but I'm feeling the pinch of inflation just like everyone else. There's no way out of poverty, except death.
God I hate this shithole so much.
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ISDOR SPRINTED THERE I- *WHEEZE*
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I still have a Tumblr???
Well, there goes the neighborhood.
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How do you get back onto your feet?
I have been thinking lately that maybe I do, in fact, need to take my mom's advice and go get some bloodwork done. I have been so tired lately no matter how long I sleep, and after about an hour or two of activity I could nap twice as long.
I just hate needles so fucking much... >_<
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So, you're telling me... Jon got a cute antagonist that's a little bit like Selina Kyle??? Ok, sign me up.
"Could I write Jon a homme fatale, I wondered?"
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Gen Z, with a gun in my face: Put the Gray down.
Me, a Millennial with crippling depression: No :c
I can't take a bunch of loud colors in my living space, gray is calming, gray is cool, gray is my aura. Ya'll didn't grow up in a dookie brown house plastered in babyshit green wallpaper and only the Roseanne couch to rest your tushy on and it shows. :\
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If I buy books...
maybe, just maybe, my interest in reading will magically reappear. (hahanopeI'lljustclutterupbookshelfspaceandmykindle)
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I've hit the age where cheese and crackers is a perfectly acceptable meal
I'm in my 'tired bitch' stage of life. It's the one right before you hit the 'I'm close to death' stage, I think.
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I'M BACK.
I am extremely exhausted and feel like the walking dead. 2022 has been a fucking ride. I AIN'T GOT THE SPOONS, YA'LL.
On a positive note, I'm writing again. ✍️
Also, Twitter shat itself. Did not have that on my BINGO card.
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What are your thoughts on the Batman pussygate scandal?
My dude I almost *missed* pussygate, and can I just say I am not in the least surprised?
Masturbation does not exist in DC canon, mind you. So ofc, Bruce not going down would make total sense to the fucktards in charge of DC. The level of *repressed* has got me stressed I tell you.
Also, fuck DC. I stopped buying their comics for a reason, they can take their slut shaming elsewhere.
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Hey... how is the talk fic coming along (100% don’t mean to stress you out about it but I was rereading the other day)
I am sorry for the long hiatus, but fear not! I will get back to it soon enough. I stepped away for so long that I need to re-read the story and sort my notes. I had two versions of the next chapter and I'm torn on which one to go with! (Also, they need to be completed first, but I'm trying to possibly merge them... or at least salvage the spicy bits!)
Thank you for your messages, I appreciate it! <3
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You’ve been inactive for a little while, are you doing ok?
Apologies for the radio silence, but I pinched a nerve in my arm (ulnar) and the doctor told me to lay off repetitive motions and curb any habits that might aggravate it further. It's happened before and it took a while then to heal too. (It's really painful and I didn't want to need surgery for it, so I took their warning seriously... esp since it's apparently a chronic issue.)
At the same time this happened, I also got hit with a depressive episode. I stepped away from social media a bit and became a sad sack of potatoes.
I'm feeling much better now though! So I finally logged back in.
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This reminds me of a published Pride and Predjudice fiction I read ages ago. The bumbling Mr.Collins died from being stung to death by his bees that he kept. His widow didn't bat an eyelash, she already had a son as their heir, and was quite *content*.
ALSO, Wickham had his willy shot off in a bloody glorious bout of karma. I should dig it out and read it again.
Writing period dramas in the discord, lads
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🥺💖 This is soft!!! Sweet, soft, I love it!
@batsaboutbats requested:
Jason finds out he has a new talent
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“What kind of person takes a child hostage?” Jason sneers down at the unconscious man in a ski mask. He wishes he hadn’t fallen unconscious so easily, Jason would have been more than glad to hit him a few more times.
“Someone desperate,” Tim replies. He’s untying the mess of rope around the hostage’s hand. He’s young, maybe three or four, and is making small noises as if he’s trying very hard not to cry.
“Or just an asshole.”
“That too.” Tim smirks. He finishes untying the boy and moves to crouch in front of him. “Hey kid, let’s get you back to your mom. I’m sure she’s worried to death. Kid?”
The kid stares up at Tim with wide eyes, his lower lip wobbling. He sniffs and makes a high sound as tears begin to spill over and down his cheeks.
“Oh no,” Tim says and looks more scared in the face of a crying child than Jason has ever seen him.
Jason sighs. “Watch this guy. I’ll get the kid.”
“Oh cool. Good, I’ve got the- yeah.” Tim scrambles away from the boy and over toward the failed bank robber.
The boy has worked himself up into sobs by the time Jason reaches him. He crouches where Tim was with a little distance between them but opens his arms in offering. He’s surprised at how quickly the kid runs into his arms but doesn’t let it stop him from clutching the child to him and rubbing his back as he lets it all out.
He looks over the boy’s shoulder and almost laughs at the sympathetic look Tim is giving him. Instead he returns his focus to the boy and tries to comfort him as his cries begin to quieten. He doesn’t even complain when the boy very obviously wipes his nose on the sleeve of Jason’s jacket.
“What’s your name?” Jason asks when his cries finally die down.
“Izzy.” Izzy yawns after. Today must have taken a toll on him.
“And your mom?”
“Lyra.”
“Was she in the bank with you?”
“Mhm.”
“Wanna help me find her?”
Izzy nods eagerly.
Later, once Izzy is back with his mom and Tim is safe from the threat of tears, Tim thanks him. “You’re good with kids,” he says.
Jason’s flattered and feels himself grow warm. “I’m okay with kids. You’re terrible with them.”
Tim shrugs. “I know where my talents lie.”
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I'm debt free!
I paid off everything and I've been resting ever since. (Also healing from a pinched nerve)
Writing has been on the back burner, but I'll come back to it soon. I just need to drum up some energy. ❤
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Sorry for the radio silence, I'm recuperating from a pinched nerve in my arm. I'll be back eventually, as I'm on the mend. Doctor said to avoid typing/stressing my arm.
:/ figures, bc I really want write!
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