#moodywrites

[m00dyalien]

Heh...starting a Morro X OC fic based on my old one from 2017...

https://archiveofourown.org/works/85057701

[moodywritesmoody]

It had taken forever. An eternal dessert of creative drought, seemingly: now at an end.

Moody would begin to release any whisp of inspiration, no matter how small. The stories had created a backlog, wherever they lived inside their mind, and they were finally going to write them out - one after another. Disconnected as they were, random as they were, strange as they were, they would all henceforth find a place here.

Moody didn’t know much about Ayurveda or Chakras or energy, but they’d heard enough to know that this might clear up whatever energy sinuses had been blocked and kept them unable to exist comfortably.

So with a deep breath and a crack of the knuckles, they began to type.

The thoughts came very fast (backlogged as they were), and perhaps because of this Moody felt their pace to be frustratingly slow. Like trying to fill a glass one drop at a time.

“Where’s Moody? When will they unpack these boxes?”

“I dunno. In their room.”

Ugh. More would have to follow next time.