Just submitted a piece to a publication for the first time ever 😍 can't wait to get my first rejection 😍

Not my group member sending me a “oh yeah by the way” text to let me know he forgot to tell me he has a driving test at the exact same time as the presentation and that he won’t be able to attend the presentation but he wishes me and the one other member who just popped up last week after multiple emails since November showed up, “all the best on the presentation” and that I should let him know how it went…

driving tests are booked weeks in advance in London so you knew the whole time you weren’t going to present…

Giovanni Potage (Epithet Erased): "In a world where 1/5 of people have superpowers based on a single word, his superpower is soup."

Clippy (Microsoft Office XP Advertisement (Microsoft)): https://youtu.be/kWpR3VYmNDY

Really love the new icon guys, very cute :D

Why thank you! ^^

YOU. YOU?!?!?!?!?!??!!??! HOLY SHITI;DF G NGJGNGNG NG GG  FERNFJRNUFJNB THIS LINEWORK IS SO SMOOTH? INCREDIBLE. OH MY GOD. YOU CAPTURED KALLIAS’ ENERGY SO PERFECTLY I WILL CRY HE LOOKS SO GOOD HERE this is so insane to me what is happening THANK YOU SO MUCJ FOR SUBMITTING THIS AND DRAWING KALLIAS. RESPECTFULLY BLOWS YOU ALL THE KISSES THANK YOU I’M HONOURED

update

Hello, unfortunately due to unforeseen circumstances this blog will be on a hiatus indefinitely.

. anyway after writing the tags 4 this post i told my research partner i will no longer follow his dreams lmao. still helping w it but i need to engage in research that i find satisfying

i think it would be really fun (for me) (sorry) to do like. some sort of holiday fic giveaway of a chapter/oneshot of one of my fics/aus set during the holiday season?

(i know i know it's the first day of autumn in america time, but look these things take time ok)

but like a giveaway where people vote on which of my fics/aus they want to see a holiday installment for (like KUWSK, PBATMB, sugar daddy anakin, crossed the stars to be lovers au, smithsonian au, king obi-wan au, regency au, use my body to break your fall, t&t au, etc etc etc)

but like what would be the best way to even vote. tumblr ask??? google form (this is my work brain)?? tumblr reply?? smoke signals??? thoughts and prayers?? ehhheuuahhheuhh??

"hey boss i know this past clown week (highlight redux) has made it seem like im truly insane for clowns and that’s because i AM i LOVE those jingly lil joyboys so COMPLETELY deadass seriously 100% and boss i hope ur followers like clowns a lil more too bc they’re FUN ! also here’s a video of me getting very genuinely bigtime upset that one of my fav clowny blorbos lost out in the tumblr clown poll. i talked about this incident for three full days "

I’ve followed you forever because of your reblogs and takes but every so often you’ll post your art and I’m like in awe. Like this tumblr freak I followed for some faggot Judas take is going to be in museums someday

Do you mean it…

I have enough characters now to run the bracket!

submission link will stay open until 9 pm as planned. more submissions will help me in deciding which characters to include, but it isn't the only factor I'm taking into account

Okay I am actually in LOVE with your oasis au and the way you write. I can't wait for your next fic! Keep up the AMAZING work! 💜

Ok, but seriously!

I thank you, as well as everyone for showing their support. I appreciate your likes, comments and giggle at your tags when you reblog. I want to show my appreciation.

They are true gems to me.

I'm happy to know that I made someone smile with my stories - you are very gracious to accept my (occasionally) substandard English! As soon as things calm down here, I'll write more.

We'll ride through this new hyper-fixation together!

Until we meet again.

okay so,

i was being a little unrealistic, i think, with how much playtime i was going to get before going back to work. truth is, i'm probably not going to be able to play the first introductions until next weekend: and until then, submissions are still open! very loosely: i want to have all my sims and lots ready to go by friday!

i'm sorry i've been so up and down and all around with this! i have very little playtime to myself when i get home from work and my adhd makes me feel frustrated when i don’t feel satisfied w my gameplay. i wanted to at least do the bc over my vacation but i didn’t plan my time out right 🙄

if you would still like to submit a sim for my bachelor challenge, please reply to this post and let me know! i have sent every applicant their confirmation already and am trying to collect the rest of my downloads. again, for the sake of my playtime and everything, i would like to have all sims downloaded and ready to go by this friday.

thank you all for your patience and your excitement!! i'm so ready to see this all go down!

Summer Break

The students have it easy, Walter mused to himself on the morning he’d half-thought he would not live to see. Once finals are completed and the school year wraps up, they can just pack up their belongings for the summer and don’t have to spare a thought for schoolwork for the next three months. They’ve no idea how much work goes into wrapping up the year when they’re done, or how much prep work goes into getting ready for the next.

Claws rapping idly against Barbara’s dining room table, against the opened letter sitting atop it informing her that Jim would need to complete summer school in order to move on to the next grade, he a long sip of coffee. He wondered if Jim was aware that the school had decided to hold him back, wondered if Uhl had brought it up in the days leading up to finals. If he had, Jim had not mentioned it, though he supposed that was to be expected. Passing the 10th grade paled in comparison to saving the world. Graduation was meaningless if Gunmar ate the faculty issuing your diploma.

And Jim had left without a second thought for his own scholastic future regardless (despite being concerned that Claire’s future was not put at risk). The battle was won, Jim’s work in Arcadia for now at least must have seemed done to him. Walter could not fault him for that, he supposed, despite Barbara being fairly upset that Jim was not at least going to rest and recover after the injuries he had incurred during the battle. Getting to the telltale “New Jersey Heartstone” would help expedite his recovery, even if the journey there would likely exacerbate his injuries until they reached it. Relocating the trolls from Trollmarket was a reasonable priority.

For the time being though, Jim had wrapped up his school year and the battle by heading out without a thought for the work that would arise in the aftermath of the battle. Probably for the best, Walter had to admit; Jim might have experience mitigating trollish quarrels and politics, but his time as the Trollhunter had not prepared him nearly well enough for human damage control. There would be negotiations and explanations to manage with local law enforcement and government, infrastructure repairs to deal with the massive amounts of damage that had resulted from the fighting, developing a plan for how to handle the gaggle of infants currently confined within the Cradlestone, and now he supposed there would be reconciling with Uhl to try and find a work around for a student who could not presently attend human high school.

Perhaps he could talk Karl into allowing Jim to attend virtually...if they could avoid the Austrian man screaming and running away this time.

The sun was just beginning to lighten the sky outside, hazy and clouded as though still shaking off Morgana’s spell from the day before. Barbara still slept, exhaustion having finally won out once her nerves drained her energy reserves dry. She needed the sleep after the past few days, would need the sleep for the days and weeks to come. He felt a bit like an intruder, having woken before her and now lingering around with the lady of the house asleep. He could not shake the feeling that his welcome was still tenuous and delicate, the bridge between them fragile and under repair, but Barbara had insisted that he take the couch and stay. And he was powerless to resist such a vulnerable request; she was already missing her son, and providing company and reassurance was such a small and easy ask to fill.

The sound of a series of notifications going off on his cellphone dragged Walter out of his introspection. A quick check revealed a request from their wayward Trollhunter that brought a soft smile to Walter’s lips:

made camp for the day, so far so good!

can you make sure my mom eats breakfast?

not just coffee

she’s bad about skipping meals if she’s in a hurry or the foods not there in front of her

didn’t have time to do grocery shopping this week, can’t remember if we have milk and cereal

It would appear Young Atlas had not put everything surrounding Arcadia Oaks out of mind when he left. Walter supposed that made sense – Jim putting his mother out of mind would be out of character after all, and no meddling from elixir-peddling wizards could change that part of him. He quickly sent the young man reassurance that he would ensure Barbara had a meal to start her day, and reminded Jim that, half-troll or not, he needed sleep to recover, bidding the boy to get some actual rest. A “thumbs up” emoji was all he got in response.

Work never stopped quite the same way it did for kids on summer vacation once they became adults (and it had never stopped when Waltolomew Strickler had been growing up in his familiar’s stead – really, modern kids had no idea how lucky they were). There was ample work to do ahead of them all – work on developing new routines, work on navigating the aftermath of the new world they lived in...work on repairing he and Barbara’s still tender relationship. But they were alive to complete that work, and that was more than Walter could have dreamt even a few months prior. It would be work he relished though, particularly if he was completing it by Barbara’s side. For once in a very long while, Walter was looking forward to working over summer break.

I’M QUITTING MY JOB WOOOOOOO 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉