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What are you laughing at me for, Mom?!
Hashtag veilguard critical for those who care. Nothing interesting I'm just venting lol
Oh my god, it’s Wednesday. How the heck did that happen? Thanks for the tag this morning, @bookishbroadwayandblind! I’m excited to find out so many people are working on COC; I haven’t yet started any writing for it myself, but I’m thiiiiiiinking about it. That counts!
Since Sunday, I’ve mostly worked on the next chapter of All Too Familiar, so that’s what this WIP share is from. I hit a not-huge snag in one of my other WIPs and although the fix isn’t going to be that difficult, I lazed up and worked on what was going more smoothly. I’ll be back on track soon, and hopefully starting those Countdown fics as well. ✨Optimism✨
Snow gives me an idiotic grin as I rejoin him near a pastry booth. “Never thought of you as being good with kids,” he says.
I push Swithin’s probing fingers away from my nostrils. “I’m a master,” I deadpan. “Here, let’s get a couple of these mini pies; it’ll keep him busy.” I look at Snow from the side of my eye. “And you.”
“Ha ha.” Nevertheless, Snow crowds up nearer the case, and I catch a sudden glimpse of our reflections in the glass: me with a wriggling baby yanking on my hair, and him hiking the nappy bag strap up on his shoulder. We look…oh. Biting my lip, I glance over at Snow. He’s all but salivating as he contemplates stuffing his face. His very handsome, freckled face.
I wish I could pluck my soft heart from my chest and lock it in a box buried deep under the earth.
As always, Baz is keeping the yearning down to reasonable proportions XD. Have a great week, everyone! Tags and hellos to: @rimeswithpurple @c0nsumemy5oul @best--dress @beastmonstertitan @artsyunderstudy @asocialpessimist @aristocratic-otter @toc-the-scrambled @leithillustration @letraspal @larkral @raeny-day @cutestkilla @thewholelemon @bookish-bogwitch @iamamythologicalcreature @ivelovedhimthroughworse @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @youarenevertooold @orange-peony @monbons @confusedbiqueer @mooncello @nightimedreamersworld @1moon1spirit @bachusekart @colddeadqueer @valeffelees @sillyunicorn @shrekgogurt @sleepyphobzz @fiend-for-culture @probablily @facewithoutheart @alexalexinii @supercutedinosaurs @forabeatofadrum @nausikaaa @ic3-que3n @imagineacoolusername @prettygoododds @the-beard-of-edward-teach @ileadacharmedlife @stitchy-queerista @tiarrrita @carryonsimoncarryonbaz @cows4247
I just want to draw and write Yellowjackets stuff. I want to draw JackieNat on a date. I want to draw JackieShauna angst. I want to draw Marikilah fluff. I want to write my silly fics. Instead I am plagued with the mortal coils of capitalist greed and residential instability. The world is cruel and burdensome.
He looks like an upstanding citizen :]
I find it so icky when people say stuff like “I’m looking for an adult relationship” or like “I’m someone who really values intimacy” when they just mean sex
Like can we quit tiptoeing around it please? I’m literally asexual but the way some allo people use these kind of euphemisms and treat the work sex like it’s so taboo feels more prudish than me over here asdfghjkl
just
like
okay
i so desperately want to convey in words the same sensual tenderness of an artist's rendering of beautiful hands - the flex of tendons, the pinch of flesh beneath their tips - but i CAN'T and it's UNFAIR.
They’re always silencing my tdick