#bsc diaries

[staceymcgillicuddy]

All the lovely feedback on Finders Keepers put me in a writing mood so I opened up Perception Check and wrote one of the dirtiest Eddie POV sex scenes I've done in a minute.

Needs loads of edits and such, but hey. Progress. Dirty birdies!

[staceymcgillicuddy]

💋 Kiss Tag 💋

Rules: From your Story/WIP, share a kiss. It can be any kiss—from familial pecks on the cheek, forehead kisses, platonic smooches, to full-blown makeouts. Spread the love! ❤️

Thanks to @pipergirl17 for the tag! Now that I'm writing again, I might actually have something to share. Let's see...this one is from my as-yet-unfinished next chapter of crimson and clover pulling overtime which I have not posted on in uh... over a year. Yikes. This has not been edited or rewritten or existed as anything other than first draft blechiness so... enjoy?

Eddie laughs, too. A startled bark of a thing, followed by a grinning chuckle when he reaches for her. Pulls her against him with her shirt still around her shoulders and asks if she hurt herself.  “Just a bump,” she says, and then he kisses the spot she’d smacked and it’s probably the most romantic thing that’s ever happened to her, ever. She goes warm all over as she finishes fixing her shirt and Eddie tucks himself back into his shorts and they don’t stop laughing until they do, and she’s left leaning against him without the pressure and the worry and the looming threat of a penis she doesn’t want anywhere near her mouth.  “I really thought it was gonna jump on my dick,” he says around a sigh.  “I know. You said.” 

(As for what "it" is? Guess people will find out when/if I ever post the chapter!)

I don't know who's active and writing currently, as I've been MIA, so anyone who has a kiss to share, please share it?

[staceymcgillicuddy]

hope you're doing better!

Thanks, Nonnie! I got a puppy, so yes, doing better. Even if I'd forgotten what having a puppy is like, and am now trapped in an endless cycle of "where puppy, why puppy, outside puppy!"

I keep telling myself that in 4-6 months I'll have a well-trained buddy instead of this little t-rex who tries to eat my fingers, but... patience is in short supply sometimes.

[staceymcgillicuddy]

ctrl+f game

I was tagged by @pipergirl17 to share snippets containing the words desperate, sleep, or night. I'm sure I've got at least one of those floating around in a WIP document!

from the as-yet-untitled femslash Hellcheer that I will finish and post one day:

Eddie smirks. Cocks her head and says, “watch yourself, Pony,” before walking away. Chrissy’s desperate to know what that means, but can't bring herself to ask.

i couldn't find "sleep" so I cheated and found "asleep" since it's close enough. this is from crimson and clover working overtime's next chapter, which is done, i just haven't edited it:

He idles the truck with the headlights on as she walks away, illuminating the asphalt until she turns the corner. Getting back in her open window is more trouble than getting out, but she manages. Once inside, she puts on a nightgown and climbs into bed, where she touches herself while stuffing her fist in her mouth before falling asleep on the verge of something major.

from the next chapter of perception check which is also mostly written. ugh i gotta get back on the horse! (also, Chrissy definitely shows up later wearing jeans and a shirt so enjoy that mental image, bud)

Eddie’s lived in Indiana his whole life, so knows red is the color to wear to an IU game. Only it’s not red like the red of his flannels and t-shirts, meaning that nothing he owns is gonna look right in the stands of the dumb game that he doesn’t even want to go to. Normally that would drive him into the embrace of his loudest Slayer shirt, but he’s got this vision of Chrissy meeting him in a pleated maroon skirt and a white sweater that’s cut low and shows off a little cleavage, hair pulled back in some bouncy-flouncy ponytail tied with a matching maroon ribbon. He can't not fuck her, looking like that, ergo he can’t show up dressed like an asshole. This necessitates a phone call to Gareth, who shows up for their gig on Thursday night with a couple of his dad’s old IU sweatshirts.

I'm sure almost everyone has been tagged and I'm not on Tumblr enough right now to know who is active, so if you want to do it and you haven't been tagged, consider this an open invitation!

[staceymcgillicuddy]

Witness me, I wrote today for the first time since uh... well, the screenshot speaks for itself. I don't think that was the last time I wrote anything, but it's certainly not far off when I last made an effort.

No guarantees, but if I can manage to bang out a few more of these, I might get a new chapter of something up before I perish at the ripe old age of 89.

(Wow, though, getting back into character voices after 7 months away is um. A journey. I foresee a lot of rewrites.)

[staceymcgillicuddy]

Dropping in to say that I'm watching the holiday movie where Lacey Chabert falls in love with a come-to-life snowman played by Ted from Schitt's Creek and honestly, custom made for me.

[staceymcgillicuddy]

hi, hope you're okay. *kisses forehead*

hi friend! i am... well, okay is relative. i know i have been m.i.a. for months here and in fandom discord and there are a lot of reasons for that. general summation would be that my dog died, i had to get surgery, i have been sick in other ways, and the depression/anxiety spiral resulting from all of that has basically sucked me dry and turned me into a desiccated husk of a person who lies on the couch and cries 99.9% of the time.

it has also vacuumed any and all creative mojo out of me so that i am even struggling to get done the story for the upcoming hellcheer zine that i'm a part of, so 50% more fun there, too. i'm managing to keep up with rl work (in a high stress position) and that's about it, which i think is also not helping the situation but like, money. money is good to have, as is health insurance.

this feels like such a bummer response but it's more like i'm in this limbo of feeling shitty, but not shitty enough to tip the scales one way or the other, if that makes sense?

anyway, all that to say, i hope YOU are good and that fandom is good and that one day my motivation and will to engage with other human beings returns from the war.

[staceymcgillicuddy]

it's my birthday and i got on to check some happy birthday messages and this is the most i've been on tumblr in months. hope everyone is keeping well! i have a cake and dinner plans and my adhd is like "that's too much birthday" ala kendall roy so we'll see if i have a meltdown and if my father offers me a billion dollar buyout to leave the company.

succession jokes. timely stuff.