May 29, 2022
I live!
I havent been on in months [or updated my fic] but i might pop up every so often. Im working on my next chapter of “No Laughing Matter” so expect that soon ish!
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I live!
I havent been on in months [or updated my fic] but i might pop up every so often. Im working on my next chapter of “No Laughing Matter” so expect that soon ish!
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Me: Ah, i should work on the next part of my fanfic!!
My Brain: But wait I have this really cool idea we cant use for a lonnnng time
Me: Okay, but like, next chapter ideas first, alright? My Brain: But this SCENE
My house: Several people are busy so you’ll actually be alone for once Me: I should use this time to write! I have so many ideas! My Brain: hmmm, but what about your headache? Me: What headache? My Body: Oop, my bad, missed my cue, here ya go
Internal Screaming!! (The good kind tho!!)
So as some people know I have an AO3 account named Noir_Fox, and as of about 5 minutes ago I posted my first fanfic! Since getting into the Scarecrow fandom a few weeks [months?] ago I’ve fallen into a rut of wanting to make a fanfic but never having the time, then the pandemic happened. So now, with much more free time, I have made one of my goals a reality and posted a fanfic onto AO3 called “No Laughing Matter”. It’s a Jonathan Crane/OC fanfic and so far I’ve uploaded my shortest prepped chapter for just a small taste of my OC and her relationship with Jonathan. I’m hoping to upload more in the coming weeks, and am super open to any suggestions for chapters from anyone who reads it! Here’s the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24936439/chapters/60353980
Finals are next week and honestly im filled with a pit of dread, anxiety, and relief more powerful than other semesters. Usually I only feel these emotions so strongly because I have to deal with leaving my found-family at school and coming home to this one that doesn’t respect my boundaries, but I’ve already had to leave them, so why? I think its just a purely academic reason, I don’t have my professors friendly faces or words of affirmation to guide me through this next week. I feel as though these passed few weeks I have been stumbling through my classes, needing extra help that just isn’t there, so a final exam feels almost cruel to me. Im scared of failing, because my family will hold it against me. Im scared that school might not open up next semester, so this will all happen again. Im eager to get it over with so I can work on cosplays and other projects. But, most of all, I’m sad I can’t be with my friends and loved ones this next week as I was before I know that my situation could be worse, and I’m thankful everyday that I am still breathing, but my mind keeps wishing to wake up and have this all be some kind of weird dream.
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Being someone sensitive to loud noises stuck in a house with someone who only, exclusively, makes loud noises is making this quarantine thing so hard. Every five minutes my panic response flares up because they’re slamming their hand on a table or yelling at someone
I just cant wait until this is over and I can go somewhere quiet again
How did i get here?
You ever just zone out so hard that you forget what lead you do what you’re currently doing? Last thing i remember is having my bio textbook open, writing a chapter summary for class, you know, like a good student. Next thing i know im scrolling through this black-hole of a website with a spoonful of peanut butter in my mouth.Like....what happened?
This whole quarantine thing is really hard on me, since i normally have such a strong connection to nature. Like, every time i hear the birds outside I can feel my whole body just wanting to be out there
Then i remember i live in a city and only have like a tiny patch of grass to call a yard.