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I haven't written as much this week but I do have a little snippet from the Stratt Tapes fic

Once the two of them had enough words to understand each other, they moved on to the task at hand. Kind of. Their next step was to figure out why Tau Ceti wasn't dimming if it had a Petrova Line and that required getting closer to take samples. In the meantime of waiting to get to their destination, Grace taught Rocky how to knit. Surprisingly, Rocky picked it up almost immediately. Stratt was rather impressed at the alien's handiwork. He had no eyes but his creations were beautiful. The same could not be said for Grace's attempts to learn how to shape things with xenonite.

Lokius Fatal Frame AU. More rope marks as they enter the pitch-black underground passageway heading towards the Rope Altar.

Loki's hand sweeps up his arm but stops at his shoulder. They can't bring themself to actually touch his neck, to feel if the marks have spread there, too. Instead, they slide their hand back down, then stop again because they don't want to touch the indentations on his wrist again either. Their heart pounds, but determination swells. "There's only one way to stop this."

"What if there's no way?"

Loki wants to offer the same comfort Mobius offers them. They really do. Mobius gives it unconditionally, without care if it's returned, and Loki has learned to show comfort because of him. But this is like being back to when free will was an illusion and destiny pulled the strings. And they don't currently have the answer, but they do have the will to continue, to press on, to figure this whole thing out, to save him. "I didn't let He Who Remains dictate our future. I'll be damned if I let it happen now."

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i literally just finished and posted this one so here's seven more sentences from that 💖 below a cut cuz its a lil bit spicy ?!?🫣🤭

Thanks for the tags @kcscribbler and @thosegayoldmen!

I've finally made a start on my second MTH fic, which is a big shift from the angsty/fluffy/hc/pre-slashy vibes I've been writing a lot of lately, to something rather silly... kind of in the vein of my ridiculous What Doesn't Kill You trio of fics, from back when I was a baby writer a couple of years ago.

“What are you doing?” he asked warily, and Loki’s brow furrowed at his suspicious tone.  “I’m going to heal it for you,” he replied, as though it were obvious… which it really should have been. But to his surprise, Mobius immediately flinched, eyes widening in horror as he instinctively attempted to tug his hand away. “No, no, it’s okay,” he blurted in a rush. “It’s totally fine. It’s tiny, Loki… please don’t waste your seiðr on something so insignifi–” That was as far as he got, however, the rest of his words ceasing with a pained yelp as a heavy trickle of blood began flowing with worrying rapidity from what had been an innocuous paper cut… but after a burst of Loki’s well-meaning ‘healing’ magic, was now a deep gash. Weary exasperation met heavy remorse as their gazes locked, and Loki swallowed against the sudden dryness in his throat. Faen.

in 2019 the FDA approved a drug called trikafta (which is really three drugs in one) for cystic fibrosis treatment. what it essentially does is patch up the malfunctioning proteins that cause the extra sticky mucus. trikafta is effective on about 90% of cystic fibrosis patients.

people who had spent their entire lives in and out of hospitals, on and off of ventilators, suffering from pneumonia and sometimes treated through painful procedures like intubation took this drug, got out of bed, coughed up an entire lifetimes worth of mucus out of their lungs over the course of a few hours, breathed clearly for perhaps the first time in their lives, and now go on to live well into their seventies.

My ward is the respiratory ward - CF is one of the things we specialize in.

Since this med came out we haven't had a SINGLE CF admission to the ward

There used to always be a CF patient spending a couple of months with us at a time

There's a man who is 23 years old who I was sure would not survive his next admission (aim saturations 85% is end stage lung disease)

There's a set of the local frequent flyers that we all know so well

Except

No we don't

On the CF specialist ward (with reasonable staff turnover)

Half the staff have probably never even seen a CF patient

Additionally, it should be noted that metrics like life expectancy are in no way a guarantee of... Anything. There are significant outlier CF patients who are at an advanced age now despite the odds due to a variety of different factors, having lived the majority of their lives before the development of modulators.

That is per month with the most common coupon people are likely to use.

But don't worry, there's grants and patient assistance programs you can apply for. 🤞🫠 Most people in high income countries like the USA can get it "covered" through insurance for fewer thousands of dollars. Or even less if your insurance is good or the manufacturer likes how poor and/or on Medicaid you are! A good social worker will help you with the process, and make sure your yearly reapplications and PAs are done a little early so they have time to think about it before you run out. Jesus Christ.

Lokius Fatal Frame AU. Emotions are running high.

"–orry." The word is muffled into the scratchy yet safe and warm shoulder of Mobius' jacket.

"It's okay. It's all going to be okay."

"–t's not."

"We've made it through worse."

Loki shakes their head. There is nothing worse than the thought of losing him. Mobius is the one with those damned red marks. One on each limb. They don't want to consider what happens next.

More from my Starstruck AU

Tom shrugged and stuffed the handful of candy into his mouth. "Why would they stop me? I'm Tom Ryder." Grace shook his head. He should have expected as much. Tom always did do exactly as he pleased, at least according to Colt. He was always being let into any building he wanted, usually a club, and talking to anyone he wanted, usually some other big name celebrity. Grace held his hand out with a sigh. "Alright." "You want one, you have to come get it," Tom teased. He placed a skittle between his teeth, holding it delicately. He leaned in towards Grace, egging him on.

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i literally just wrote this

Loki knew power.

It had been exerted over him - wielded against him. He had seen lightning caught in the palm of one hand; seen whole worlds destroyed with the snap of a finger.

He himself had housed enough energy coursing through his own body to sustain the whole multiverse for all of time.

But the gentle strength of the arms around his shoulders was something he had never felt before. The careful fingers digging into his back and scalp, wishing to stake claim but so afraid of causing harm.

Power, without pain.

start of a new lokius drabble 👏

Tom Ryder x Ryland Grace. Coltland twins AU. Somehow Tom got Ryland back to his trailer

Tom sat down sideways on the couch beside him. Tom's elbow was leaned against the back of the couch and he watched Grace take the first few sips. It was like he was waiting for something. "Do I make you nervous?" Tom asked. There was a playful tone to his voice. "A little I guess," Grace admitted. Tom had a reputation of being unpredictable. "Because I'm pretty?" Grace didn't know how to answer. Of course Tom was pretty. He was Tom Ryder. And he didn't have his shirt on. And he was currently sitting close enough that their legs were touching. Grace didn't know where exactly to look. Tom's eyes seemed the safest option. "You're pretty too, though," Tom said.

Lokius fatal frame AU. An encounter with pre-ritual Kirie in the Moon Well.

The blinding light dims and Loki blinks as the man they love is replaced by a young woman. She tilts her head upwards, though her eyes remain hidden by hair.

"I loved him," she whispers. The words echo around the small dark space like a curse. "I loved him and they took him from me."

Then, she steps forward, moving through Loki like they're the incorporeal one. They choke as every cell in their body seizes and that same chill burns down their spine.