Hey friend! Everything is going well here. My meds have been working, which is a bloody miracle in and of itself. I've been keeping busy learning new things and enjoying the real world rather than rotting in the void inside my head.

I haven't forgotten about Count, or writing for that matter. I still have Part 9 partially completed. I just haven't been glued to my phone like I was when my head wasn't screwed on straight.

I will come back with updates eventually. I just don't know when exactly that will be. Life is short, happiness is fleeting, and the sunshine just feels too good to step out of right now.

Love you guys ❤️

Sorry for being absent as of late. I've been living my best life and enjoying the metaphorical sunshine while I can since my crazy brain has actually been cooperating lately. Because of that, I haven't been writing much and have been instead acting out some of my most lecherous work in real life 🙃. It's only giving me more ideas for Count.

Chan is still alive! Life, as usual, has been bananas, but I've finally gotten my head screwed on straight and survived the shittiest part of winter without melting into a puddle of depressed goo.

That said! I have not abandoned my writing projects. Plot is still knocking around and causing chaos in my head. I just need to rip off the bandaid and start writing again.

I have admittedly gotten a little mushy in my real and fantasy life -- opting for some more fluff and collars than the outright whips-and-chains-masochism I've become known for, so I might lean on that first to see if I can get the writing juices going.

This may be sliiiiiightly oversharing, but I've had the amazing privilege of indulging my crazy kinks to the point that reality is better than fantasy, so I haven't been as inclined to write about them. Seriously, have open conversations with your partner(s) about the things that make you flustered and squeaky. I finally ripped off the bandaid and admitted out loud what happens in my daydreams... and hoooooboy. What a difference that made.

On top of that, I've been feeling more human on this new cocktail of meds, so I actually leave the house now without being dragged. I got my motorcycle endorsement and have been thoroughly enjoying 40mph feeling crazy fast. Your whole perception of speed changes so much when there's no metal box between you and the outside world. It's awesome.

Hey anon -- while I love all things dog, requests are closed. I'm still on hiatus and not taking any new requests right now. My inbox is overflowing, and I've honestly been too busy smelling the proverbial roses to write for the last month.

I am, however, going to use this as a little status update.

Chan is doing well and actually smiling again. The sun has come out. I can finally fucking breathe.

"Wanna make this fun?" He growled with a wolfish grin.

"Aren't we having fun already?" You breathed giddily.

Hidan's voice hummed lowly against your temple as his grip on your hair tightened and that wicked smile widened. "Remember that little game of cat and mouse we played in the woods way back when?"

You swallowed hard. Of course you remembered.

There is no point, to anything, my dear.