A cry echoes through the garden.
Its one of pain and hurt that makes Fernando drop the sharp gardening tool he had in his hands with a startled gasp, a shiver running across his spine much worse than the one caused by the windy weather today. He turns in the noise's direction to see a flock of birds comically fly from the canopy of trees, squawking loudly in a fright...
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
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got sent some British biscuits and here are my thoughts please let me know if im valid 🥹
Party Rings — these are so fun LOL i like how thin the icing is. it's honestly less sweet than i thought. i will be sharing with my niece and nephew they'll love it.
Bourbons — George's fave biscuit from this video. it tastes like a way less sweeter fudgeoo cookie and I dig that. it kinda just dissolves in your mouth.
Digestives — my favourite out of the bunch. I could finish this whole pack easily tbh. cookie to chocolate ratio is perfect.
Also got a family circle assorted box but I'm gonna save that for the holidays ✨
Thank you @chaoticnandovibes for the snack swap <3
I want to be transparent on the reason why I haven't been able to update any of my fics for such a long time.
I passed out twice at the beginning of the year. They were both logged as ‘unexplained transient loss of consciousness’. Because I had two they had to investigate me.
Convinced it was just PoTS at first (struggle to regulate heart rate, causing extreme increases when standing). Did some tests, diagnosed with Epilepsy AND PoTS.
They diagnosed the falls as seizures as they couldn't be 100% sure of which it was so they went with the worst of the two, but I wasn't very convinced.
Lost my license for a year. Still waiting for the day I can get behind a wheel again and praying nothing happens to delay that.
I started Lamotrigine (anti-epileptic). First regular med I've taken.
Felt OK to begin with- I'm on a small dosage, thr tablets were chewable and tasted fine. Actually kinda looked forward to having them.
Increased it by 25mg and everything fell apart.
Had a followup appointment with a different doctor, he's convinced the falls were PoTS, not seizures. We continue the Lamotrigine as a preventive (despite no history of seizures in childhood or my family). Made more sense, even though I don't understand how they can measure how effective medication if I've never even had a seizure. But for the career path I'm on, it's better for me to stay on it anyway even if I'm not actively having fits.
Took about a month to get even remotely used to this medication. Then they tried to increase it again and same thing, just declined, onslaught of symptoms.
Went back to previous dosage until things settled. Felt alright enough to write my first Landoscar fic and make some additions to Gardener AU, as a sort of comeback, to see if I could still write okay. I can lol. Thanks again Ruby.
Then tried to increase it again. The goal is 4 tablets a day, I'm on 2. Halfway there.
Managed to get the flu right as this happened and it was the shittiest I've ever felt in my life.
Recovered, and now I'm here, and I am genuinely so fucking sorry that I haven't been able to update any of my fics for so long.
It feels as though when I'm finally on track, when everything's in order and I feel like I'm finally making progress in my life and heading towards better days, something comes along and fucks it all up like it's nothing. It all just makes you wonder if it's even worth flying if you'll fall anyway. I'm trying and I don't know, I just don't fucking know.
But I am sorry, even if sorry isn't enough to cover the months I've been inactive for. I want to write, but I can't, and I can't describe the feeling but it hurts that, right now, it's so difficult to work on my fics like I did before, the fics I love and wrote with so many wonderful people - you all know who you are.
I'm not asking for forgiveness or pity or attention, I'm just asking for understanding. They will be written and chapters will be added again one day, but today will not be that day.
Thank you for reading this, I hope it sheds enough light on everything.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
My fic submission for @hypersoft-fest week one with this amazing book cover created by @rubywingsracing!! Enjoy 🧡
Fic summary below the break:
Shoved harshly to his knees before the King with his arms bound behind his back, Oscar keeps his head down low, his hair causing a short brown curtain to obscure his face from the man who now holds his fate in the palm of his hand...
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Freeze 🛑 You’re under arrest for being so lovely. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful 🌈💖✨
CELLIE THATS SO SWEET OF YOU 🥹 brb I'm gonna go spread some love x
thank you @pitconfirm for tagging me, here have some angst
the rules: if you're tagged, make a new post and share one or two sentences (or lines for artists) from your most recent unposted WIP with zero context.
from my soon to be finished fic "The devil in the mountains"
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“I'm not… Lance, I'm not .. I . I “ Fernando heaved into his neck.
“Shh ... shhhh it's ok. Everything's okay. You're not, I know you're not.”
No..
“You're safe, no one saw, no one will ever know.” Lance whispered in his ear. His lip split open with each syllable, making his lisp more pronounced than ever and gradually filling his mouth with blood.
and here is a landscape I have planned to paint in oil inspired by the fic. It looks super rough but I have a vision for it.
Tagging @chaoticnandovibes and @grumpiest-dood @superion-artworks of which neither of you have tagging enabled but I hope you see it.
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