#I don't have the energy right now to edit
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How about JJK Men touching your weak spot, like on ur back or something in public and it makes you jump and them laugh.
IDK what ever you want to write but something like that.
TEHEHE YESSSS
Not edited btw :(
Weak spot
Including: Yuji and Yuta
Yuji
You were standing at the door to Yuji's dorm. He told you earlier that he would be 5 minutes late and that you could just head inside.
Was he sure, could you really just freely walk in? I mean what if he left stuff out that your not meant to see...or if he left his things out and forgot about it.
You reached out to turn the door knob before pushing the door open slowly. Everything was...normal. Clean, neat, nothing out of the ordinary actually. You walked in quietly, this place was to quiet to clean...there's got to be something he's hiding.
Well he is Yuji, he wouldn't hid anything...would he?
First you looked under the couch.
Then his desk draws.
And then in the book shelfs.
Nothing. Maybe you were just to caught up in trying to find anything interesting, in reality you knew there probably wasn't even anything there.
Finally you opened his bed room door and were about to peek under the bed when you felt something gently run down your spine making you jump slightly.
You heard Yuji's laugh "Your spine really is your weak spot"
You stood up and grabbed the pillow off of his bed and whacked him with it.
"YUJI YOU SCARED ME!"
"HEY! CALM DOWN" He said wrapping his arms around you, pushing you on his bed, his body on top.
"What were you looking for?" He asked
"Mmm nothing Yuji, I was just looking around. I guess I was right, you don't seem like a guy who hides things"
"I don't need to hide anything from you babe, I have nothing to hide" He said smiling while kicking his old Jenifer Lawrence poster under his bed.
(He forgot to throw it out before you got there)
Yuta
You were sent on a mission with your boyfriend, last one of the day. You were practically on edge after the past few nights with little to no sleep. Worked to the bone and tiered.
You and Yuta had pretty much finished the mission, but there were still traces of cursed energy so you both spilt up.
Man this sucks.
You swore as soon as this was over you were going to collapse into Yuta's arms and sleep all the way back home. But in the mean time you just had to hurry and finish this mission.
Walking down the hall way you heard something inside of a room, that was it, it was the last curse. It would be an easy kill, if only you could find the damn thing first.
You swung open the door and was hit with a wave of exhaustion hit you making your eye lids get heavier. Your vision blurred and your limbs became heavier.
"Not now" You mumbled to yourself seeing the curse move away in the corner of your sight.
You stumbled into the middle of the room and swung your arm aimlessly, managing to punch right through the curses body.
A sigh escaped your lips. Finally. Or so you thought until you felt overwhelming cursed energy behind you. Before you could turn around and react you felt a small poke on the small of your back making you jump and your knees go weak, body falling slowly backwards into something...you close your eyes to just accept your fate at this point only to be met with the sound of a light hearted chuckle.
"Y-Yuta, you rat. You know that's my weak spot" You mumbled looking up at him, seeing his smile.
"Sorry, sorry I couldn't help it." He lifted your body up bridal style and carried you out the building.
"Where's Ichi when you need him" Yuta said looking down to see you peacefully sleeping.
THANK YOU FOR READING ♡
AUTHOURS NOTE: So random but i'm dying with out requests, I only have two more to write and I've nearly finished them. PLEASE.
#jjk x you#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen x you#jjk#jjk fluff#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen megumi#yuji x reader#itadori x reader#okkotsu yuta#yuta x reader#jjk yuta#yuta fluff#yuji itadori x reader
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curtbuckbucky nightclub au .* :☆ﾟ. ☽
open for drabble/more pics! <3
alright, i've never done a proper 'intro' post for a fic/au i have in mind, but this one has been rotting in my brain for ages and i know there's no way i'm not gonna write something for it eventually so here goes, bear with me <3 made a lil edit (took me fucking hours to collect enough stock footage lmfao) to go along with it too >:)
a modern au where college student curt is a regular at a new–ish queer nightclub, showing up every friday night without fail to dance his heart out, his way of de–stressing at the end of every week and getting his pent up energy out. he's the prettiest little thing, dresses up so fun– some nights he throws on dresses or crop tops with skirts or short shorts when he's feeling it, other nights he goes for more of a relaxed baggy pants and flowy linen button up type of vibe– always with the same pair of scuffed up sneakers on for ease of dancing.
the bartenders and other regulars adore their bubbly little club bunny, always looking out for him, doting on him with free drinks and food. and even if some of them eye curt like he's dinner when he's out on the floor swaying his hips, eyes closed to fully lose himself in the music, the glitter on his eyelids and cheekbones catching the lights just right, curt's not there for any of that. he dances with people occasionally, he's confident and carefree and likes the attention and it makes him giggle when he catches newcomers staring, doesn't mind a wandering hand here and there, but he never goes home with anyone. the same routine, every friday, dancing until his dark waves are curling damp with sweat against his temples and his black eyeshadow is smudged and he leaves to make the walk back to the flat he shares with a few roomies.
enter john and gale, longterm boyfriends who sometimes like to go out clubbing and find someone pretty to bring home for a fun time, only an open relationship in that sense– they have no interest in actually dating other people, both adamant that it's no strings attached, too head over heels for each other to have eyes for anyone else anyway.
they decide to check out a club they haven't been to yet, usually sticking to the tried and true ones, but a couple of their friends recommend it, so they give it a go one friday night. they've barely sat down at the bar with their drinks when they see a boy who, john comments to gale, looks like the 'energizer bunny' (gets a snort out of curt when he tells him so in the future.) even once they're buzzed enough to head out onto the dance floor together, neither of them can take their eyes off of the bundle of energy, mesmerized.
they both know the other is equally enamoured with the boy, drinking up all the glitter and bouncy curls and blissed out smiles, already knowing they just have to have him– the prettiest thing they've ever seen. curt's confused when they approach him, because he's noticed them too, has been admiring from afar, but he's also noticed their hands and lips all over each other, dancing much too close and comfortably to not be a couple. but john purrs out "we just like to have a little fun every now and then sweetheart, don't you?"
and no, not really, he doesn't. usually a night of exhausting himself dancing is his idea of fun, not ever looking for anything else, not finding most guys worth his time. but john and gale sweet talk him just right, spend time actually getting to know him when he agrees to let them buy him a drink at the bar, and fuck, they're both the hottest things he's seen walk into the club in a long time, and they're giving him all their attention? he decides that maybe he'll be brave and flirt back. despite his confidence and lack of caring what other people think about him, he's so shy and easily flustered when someone he's actually into makes the moves on him, doesn't even know what to do with himself when he realizes he's blushing at their compliments and the combination of their heavy gazes on him.
obviously they all get each other worked up as the night goes on, and curt goes home with them and gets his world rocked, spoiled and pillow princess–ed and showered in praise, not at all what he expects hook–ups to be like after having only been with people he's been dating. he expects to walk back home after since they all live in the same vicinity of downtown, tries to ignore his wobbly legs when he finally crawls out of bed, gets dragged back down by gale for one last messy breathless makeout while john gets him an uber before curt can protest or offer to pay.
normally john and gale don't get the numbers of their one night stands, but they want to make sure he gets home safe, and they can both gauge how the other is feeling and they know they'll want to see him again if they're lucky enough for curt to say yes, so john puts his number into curt's phone and tells him "text when you're home safe, yeah? or, y'know, text whenever you want." and curt isn't sure if this is john saying they both want to see him again, because he's dense and shy and they made it clear beforehand that they're in a closed relationship, but next friday he texts to let them know he'll be at the club again, and john and gale tell him they'll be there, the three of them going home together for a second time that night, and they fall into a routine from then on.
curt gets giddy every friday, dolling himself up extra pretty for the two men, flushed at their attention every time and so thrilled to dress up for someone other than himself for once. he can already feel himself going all heart–eyes for them after the second or third time they hook up, but he knows where he stands, and he's having fun experimenting for the first time and having two experienced, sweet guys show him a good time every week, so he doesn't want to jeopardize that by getting his feelings involved.
little does he know that john and gale are falling head over heels too for this sweet energetic boy, loving how much he spices up their lives, both in the bedroom and out, realizing their flat feels so quiet now on the nights where they don't take curt home with them. so that leads to some serious conversations to see if they're on the same page about getting to know curt better, both of them learning how to navigate this new territory because neither of them expected to want to bring someone else into their world like this. they agree they'd like to take curt out on a cute date, during the daytime for once, to properly test the waters and see how curt feels– of course he slots into their lives perfectly, as if he's been there all along. <3
but along the way: lots of slow burn, miscommunication, endless filthy smut, curt trying to balance college and work and friends with his newfound feelings for john and gale, john and gale getting dragged to raves and festivals by their always adventurous bf, city night–life juxtaposed by early morning domesticity, etc etc.
this has been floating around in my head for a couple weeks since i got this vision of 2012–stalker–era barry with eyeshadow and glitter stuck in my brain and thus a whole universe/plot spawned from it. honestly would mostly be pwp, but would love to write a proper fic for it anyway eventually, each chapter littered with filth, obviously LOL. i have so many thoughts and so many little scenarios planned out in my head already... these three have me in a chokehold.
i need to make proper intro/drabble posts like these for my other aus too aghhh it just takes so longggg because i get carried away with the drabble and then i have to find the perfect clips for edits and the perfect pics to tie it all together and suddenly i've spent half a day on one post but. someday <3 leaving!bikeriders au next surely! thx for reading hope u enjoy this version of the boys and hopefully i'll have time to write it soon!
all posts about this au will be under #curtbuckbucky nightclub au :-)
#curtbuckbucky nightclub au#johnslittlespoon aus#i'm going fr insane over this actually tweaking#i hope my vision is seen. will happily elaborate (too much)#is this essentially femboy!curt? perhaps. can you blame me tho have u seen 2012 barry how can we *not* want him in pretty skirts and makeup#not my strongest drabble ik but it's more of an au info dump :)#where my girlboy!barry enjoyers at bc this ones for us fr#the edit song is an unreleased one by artemas btw </3#and i lit rally could not find any good club–esque clips from any callum movies to use so just pretend he's not in his pilot uniform LOL#curtbuckbucky#curtgalejohn#johnslittlespoon brainrot#johnslittlespoon edits
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Apparently, I accidentally gave the reader of my vampire fic a gendered pronoun, since people had already reblogged it those mistakes would have continued on those reblogs even if I had corrected it.
The kind person who pointed out my mistake did not point out where I made the mistake and I haven't been able to find it so I need to get a pair of fresh eyes on it before I post it again.
Then I have to retag, re-write all CWs, rewrite the author's note.
Maybe in a few days I just don't have the energy to keep wasting on this one piece of writing right now. I hope those of you who read it enjoyed it.
I am so so terribly sorry if I made anyone feel dysphoric with my mistake, my anxiety over this whole ordeal is so immense.
EDIT: I found the offending pronoun! I still want someone else to read it for me before I repost it though. Just to be sure.
EXTRA EDIT: Decided to go through with a fine tooth comb and use the word search tool to inspect every pronoun. Will post shortly because if I don't now I probably never will.
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i'll probably add on more details to these edits later, but here's how mjverse florian ( florian russel cavallari ) & juliana ( juliana sigal cavallari ) would look at the start of their journey!
— free to use & edit w/ credit!
#the additional edits are gonna be giving florian the autumn uniform & juliana having the winter jacket wrapped around her waist#but i don't have the energy to do that right now so i'll just share this for the time being#really need to infodump them already i'm keeping myself from doing it in these tags rn...#pokemon#pokemon scarlet and violet#pkmn scarvio#pokemon florian#trainer florian#pokemon juliana#trainer juliana#chara : florian russel cavallari#chara : juliana sigal cavallari#my edits.png#mj.txt
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The "Rev Up! Power up!" meme would be perfect for Zuko and Catra....
#sibling coded#avatar the last airbender#she ra and the princesses of power#atla#spop#atla zuko#spop catra#zuko#catra#considering making a edit... 🤔#i don't have enough energy right now though
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Yearly Round Up!
I finished a lot this year, so this is just the finished projects of the year, in collage form. These should all have their own posts on my blog, so look for those for details!
I'm really proud of all I accomplished this year, and I'm glad I could share this journey with you all!
#knitting#crafts#knitblr#crochet#crochetblr#needle felting#sewing#undescribed#im gonna be honest i have covid right now so i don't have the energy to put descriptions in alt#may edit that later to add them in though once im feeling better#anyways may next year be just as productive regarding crafting
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Pay-what-you-want commissions!
Hi! Money is tight, so once again I'm opening PWYW commissions ♥
☛ Starting price is $5 with which you can have a portrait sketch of your character.
☛ If you give more, you can either get a cleaner lineart, or a sketch page with several pics of your OC, or a singular pic with colors and more details, so on and so forth to my discretion and of course in accordance to your price!
Remember to read the >TOS< at the bottom of this post first and then DM me!
I am struggling financially so anything helps - including reblogs! Thank you so much ♥
Here are some examples:
And some from past PWYW commissions:
#commissions#edited my old PWYW comm sheet with new examples#anything helps even the most basic $5 you can spare#even just a reblog#i know i have a couple of people on waitlist for animated icons#but as of right now i don't have the energy for such high effort comms again#maybe in a little bit
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do you know what percentage of references to breasts in wot are specifically references to arms being crossed under them
I'll have you know I had to brave WoT reddit for this because I knew someone else had done the analysis already
RJ was on something writing KoD, as is tradition
#wot#wot book spoilers#technically#I do think there's something that could be inferred about editing and publication timelines as they relate to RJ's health#while he was writing KoD#but I don't really have the time energy or desire to dig into that right now#ask#cozcat#something something br*ndon something something writing style something something [redacted]#wheel of time
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You know i had to do it
#doesn't particularly reflect her reaction but i didn't know what other moment to put it on#but i HAD to do it. literally the first thing i thought when she said she'd be live reacting#anyways#Pearlescentmoon#LDShadowLady#her too. technically#is this poorly edited? yes. i just needed to get a point across#i don't have the energy to draw it right now
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i wanted to draw a group pic of the gang and i also made it into a ref bc i keep tweaking their designs 👍 i was feelin lazy with the clothes can you tell lol. i am in pain
#art#drawing#furry art#character design#idk i hate tagging. sorry.#im still not rly sure abt any of their last names tbh but i guess it also doesnt really matter that much#i just figure Some of them could have names from the actual vague conlangs i made rather than just. english. lol#since they're just vague i usually try to base the names on actual en/pl words btw lol. but for now out of these guys that's just kavri#i just remembered i was also gonna change val's last name to be somehow based on some hawk moth but aughhh i don't have the energy rn#and also i am definitely not editing this image right now anyway. i've had ENOUGH of that. whatever#anyway i hate this whole post but whatever GODDDD. if i dont post this now ill forget so
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oookay exams are done- terribly sick right now but ill try to continue where I left off with the comms :3 yay!
#will try to catch up with everyone's art when I'm free ^^#sorry if i don't reply to everyone right now - i dont have the energy to talk as much so ill just close the inbox for now ^^#no its not a little sick - i cant even taste my food or smell anything gehayehsah#had to edit ahahshajds
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Forged Divinity Chapter 24: Enjolras and Leannan Chat
1035 words
CW: institutionalized slavery, religious themes
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The reason Enjolras had gone to wake Jeanette and Leannan was that they had reached the river settlement on the outskirts of Donda Island’s holdings. The fifteen refugees had already disembarked.
Jeanette needed to make a decision.
As soon as Leannan realized Enjolras was gently encouraging Jeanette to leave, he was against it.
“Can’t she stay with us? Oh, please, Enjolras!” He clasped his hands and batted his eyes.
Enjolras found his blatant attempt at manipulation a little unsettling, but she had to admit it worked. If Leannan truly wanted Jeanette to stay, they could make room for one more.
They were in the saloon, Jeanette having been carried up and deposited on the couch. She looked much more put-together now, in clean clothes and her thin hair combed. Enjolras hemmed and hawed until Jeanette, who had been silent, finally spoke up.
“If you could find it in your heart – and in your resources – to care for me,” she said, with surprising humility, “I would be forever grateful.” She looked out the window at the little settlement. “I have no real connection with anyone there, even if I was supposedly on a council overseeing them. They have no reason to care for me, and care for me, someone has to.” She directed her icy stare back to Enjolras. “I would be a burden upon you and your faction. But if you take care of me, I will try to make it up to you however I can.”
Enjolras was slightly taken aback. But she nodded thoughtfully.
“La Libera doesn’t believe anyone is a burden.”
Jeanette audibly suppressed a scoff, which made Enjolras laugh.
“It’s true! We have many people who are disabled in some way, that we happily provide for. I think,” Enjolras realized the words as she said them, “I think you actually might be a good fit.”
So they cast off, continuing upriver, leaving the settlement behind.
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Leannan followed Enjolras around the yacht while being careful not to talk with anyone else too much, lest he ignite Enjolras’ possessive streak. He observed Enjolras’ interactions with the crew, and found her to be friendly and accommodating. He also learned she wasn’t actually in charge; she seemed to have jurisdiction over Jeanette and Leannan’s care, but there was a Captain who was the real head of the crew – including Enjolras. Enjolras was ordered to assist with a minor repair, tightening a mysterious valve in the engine room while Leannan hovered and watched.
Meals were simple things; they had plenty of jarred and dried fruits and vegetables, as well as freshly netted fish and – Leannan was blown away by this – a refrigerator, powered by the yacht engines. A cool compartment kept leftovers fresh, while a seemingly magical compartment kept thing frozen, and was full of bread.
There was surprisingly little work to be done on the yacht, which Enjolras informed Leannan was called Survivor; the crew lounged about in the saloon, on the fishing deck, or on the spacious upper deck. Leannan was left to sit with them for a short spell while Enjolras requested some privacy with the captain in the pilot house, and Leannan basked in the crew’s friendly banter. They tried to include him, and he kept his responses polite, but short; Enjolras wouldn’t want him talking with anyone else.
The only spell of tension was when they passed Kornval; the crew readied their crossbows and gathered on the decks, putting up a white flag. Enjolras hid with Leannan and Jeanette in the dining nook, informing them they had a tenuous deal for safe passage. Luckily the deal held, and they cruised on by without incident.
They reached Lake Ontario as the sun was setting. Enjolras went up to the bow with Leannan to marvel at the vast expanse of water. Leannan stared in wonder at where the lake met the horizon, seeming to go on forever, the sun sinking into it. He’d never seen the ocean, either, but the ocean couldn’t be much bigger than this.
“Leannan,” Enjolras’ voice broke into his reverie, “I need to talk to you.”
“Yes, Enjolras?” He looked at her attentively.
“I want you to be… prepared, for when we get home.”
“Yes, Enjolras.”
She pressed her lips together, looking at him. He couldn’t quite parse her expression.
“I’ve spent a lot of time with the Iowans back home. I knew of you before we met. And… Leannan, you…” Enjolras shifted uncomfortably on her feet, “You have two children.”
Leannan had been pointedly not thinking about that possibility. After all…
“They’re not really mine though, are they,” he said quickly, dismissing any need to engage with the idea, “They belong to La Libera.”
“They don’t, Leannan. Nobody belongs to anybody.”
“They’re Iowans, they have to belong to somebody.”
Enjolras opened her mouth as if to argue more, but stopped, looking back out over the water. For a moment, Leannan thought she might be angry that he had been disagreeing at all; but he’d had masters in the past who enjoyed lively discussion. Leannan appreciated it too. Maybe Enjolras liked discussing the way things worked.
Leannan decided to test to see if she enjoyed answering questions, too – hopefully sating his own curiosity in the process.
“Are the priests and nuns who took care of us in Iowa City there as well?” he asked.
“No,” Enjolras said neutrally, “They’re all gone.”
“Then who oversees the training?”
“There is no training.”
“We can’t serve our purpose without being trained to do it.”
Enjolras was quiet for a while.
“Leannan, what would you do if God told you your purpose had changed?” she finally asked.
“I would do whatever God told me to do.”
“But God doesn’t speak the way you and I speak to each other, does He? He shows you.”
“True.”
She looked at him.
“Can you please trust me when I tell you that God is going to show you that things are different now? That your purpose has changed?”
Leannan’s hand went to his talisman, anxiety brewing in his stomach.
“If my purpose isn’t to bring you pleasure, then what else could it be?” he asked.
Enjolras smiled softly.
“Maybe God will show you that, too.”
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#I really dislike this chapter. I almost considered just cutting it out but I'm not 100% rational right now#AND I don't have nearly enough energy for the editing that would require so. here. throwing this chapter at you#at least it's short#whump#whump fic#whump writing#forged divinity#cw religion#cw slavery
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I've completely lost momentum again with writing. Fantastic :/
#I'm at a really difficult point in the writing process#The last few rounds of edits were just making the story somewhat coherent but now I'm in the “making it good” part#Which requires a lot of energy and concentration which I don't have right now
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Colin descends the stairs to his basement, taking each step quickly and confidently, despite forgetting to flick the light switch at the top of the stairs. He doesn't need much like to see these days. At the bottom he steps towards the the copper summoning circle set directly into the concrete flooring at the back end of the room. All it takes is him pointing at it for the metal runes to flare to life.
He lets out a slow breath, his eyes going vacant as his consciousness stretches out beyond the veil, searching for something that will suit his purposes. It doesn't take him long to find what he's looking for. A hunter demon, simple, but relentless, perfect for tracking down targets, mortal or otherwise.
It responds to his call quickly, rushing to the gate his summoning has created for it. Back in the physical world, a black mist begins to fill the air above the circle. Colin's eyes snap back into focus and he raises a hand towards the summoning circle. The binding spell is quick, and the demon only resists for a few seconds before settling down, a shape finally resolving out of the Cloud.
The creature is huge, standing over 7 feet tall even with the hunched posture it assumes. Its body and limbs are slender, their shape hinting at chitinous plates, though a residual darkness cloaks its body, making it difficult to make out any details beyond its shape. Four segmented horns, or perhaps misplaced mandibles, rise above its head, twitching and adjusting their position as it surveys Colin with several bulbous white eyes scattered haphazardly across its face.
"You're an ugly one."
Colin stares up at the creature, meeting its gaze without a hint of fear or discomfort. If the demon understands him, it shows no sign.
"You should do just fine for what I have in mind though." He slips his hands into his pockets as he speaks, confident now that the binding will hold.
" I've got a job for you. I need you to find a vampire who's managed to get himself lost in the underworld. There shouldn't be many of them running around down there, at least not with bodies, but if you need to identify him, he's got this awful slicked back hair and he has a ghosts eye replacing one of his."
He taps next to one of his own eyes for emphasis.
"Now I need him alive, so you are not, under any circumstances, to harm him. Just find where he is and report back to me. Anything else you run into down there is fair game though, just don't get distracted. Got all that?"
The demon chitters softly, tilting its head to the side slightly as it observes him, then gives a small nod.
"Good. Do all that for me and I'll let you go. But if you try to disobey me or escape-" He grins unpleasantly, the glow in his eyes intensifying for a moment. "-I'll eat you."
After a moments pause he waves a hand at the circle, dismissing the spell holding the demon on the physical plane.
"Now get going. You have work to do."
#action post#//not 100% happy with how this turned out but I don't have the energy to edit right now#// so you get the rough draft
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okay so... I just realized it's five days until halloween and there's been no progress towards my gun devil aki fic... I'd say there's about a 95% chance it isn't gonna get done in time
to be honest, I'm still kind of tired out from my last long fic, and I've been enjoying making these short low energy drabbles
don't wanna disappoint so I think what I'll do is try to work on a short gun devil aki drabble, it won't be as good as my usual work and it's just gonna be pure horny no plot lol, but it'll be something to munch on his halloween
#I'm also uh... currently unemployed at the moment#and I'm not going to get a job until at least next week#so I'm gonna have a lot of free time these next few days#I'll be able to work on some things#the issue is that this fic is very difficult to write from a plot standpoint#and also the grueling editing process... not looking forward#I don't think I have the energy to edit a super long fic right now#baaaahhhh
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things i might like to/need to do today to reconnect with my heart: read, write (?), a jigsaw puzzle, laundry, watch a film (?), edit a few pages of a client's work
#woke up this morning and finished editing a chapter#thought about how much i hate tiktok#thought about one of my friends who i havent seen for over a month and who i miss a lot#sent some emails and then browsed phd programmes#toying with the idea of going back into academia very tentatively but something about it doesn't feel right#am really in my dropping off the face of the earth and not speaking to anyone era#i dont have the energy#christmas was nice but equally difficult and exhausting#i don't know where i am or what i want to do or be so trying to find time to linger in the small things for now#but im bored and in anticipation mode of all the things to come this year- the things that will shift and change my day to day life entirel#and i'm scared
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