#short update

I am currently going through the WORST art block / executive dysfunction I’ve had probably EVER (hence why the last update of NFIF comic was so short)

I don’t want to get too into it but the gist is I canNOT think of anything to draw and even when I DO have an idea, my hands start shaking and even simple shapes come out crooked. I need to take a break and recharge my brain and body (a difficult task when your full-time job is as an art teacher for EVERY GRADE haha 😅🥲) im cooked

I had forgotten to send the update here, but I vended a market all weekend and here's a few updates for the comic!

Fandom: WWE (Neighbor AU)

Character: Jey Uso 

Part 1 

@thekittysmeow @misskukinz 🏷️

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As time moved on, Jey couldn’t help thinking back.

Even while Jimmy and his wife Naomi planned gatherings, this man wondered if you might show up one day. Instead, you’d stay alone, remaining distant as your car waited in the driveway after work of course. 

Ringing the doorbell this afternoon, Jey held this delicious meal to share and wanted to make a difference himself. 

“Hi.” You opened the door, smiling. 

“Hey, Jimmy planned a cookout this weekend and I didn’t know if you had lunch yet, so we put together this plate.” Jey tried. 

“Oh, thank you.” Almost bashful, you took the gesture and stepped outside, standing by the curb. “I really appreciate it.” 

“Hey, Sis!” Jimmy called out, making you laugh. Charcoal began to smoke from all directions. “Enjoy your food.” 

‘Thanks, Jimmy.” You spoke up again and Jey almost turned back, yet looked over his shoulder when you closed that front door. 

Damn. Jey thought. His soul might rush forever. 

_______

With each passing moment, small chances lingered more and more, but Jey knew so much better. You were a stranger, this crush that quietly moved around dreams. Even your heart might cherish someone else to begin with. 

And yet, Jey learned the truth out of nowhere. 

Checking his mail, he found this random envelope: 

Jey, 

My heart skips too. 

-🫂

"What is wrong with you?" Medic snapped. Villain responded with a heavy sigh, resting their head on their hands. Not a moment after their office door closes and they're already being critiqued. At least they were keeping their voice down, though that was more for Henchman's benefit than Villain's.

"All is not well, I take it?" Right Hand asked, slipping through the door. The moment they took note of Medic's face, their expression morphed into a knowing smirk. Villain silenced them both with a glare.

"Is it truly so inconceivable to you that I'm merely relieved that my employee is safe? That I do not have to add another tally to the dead? And yes," Villain continued, "I was worried. Happy? I was worried about Henchman, who decided for some reason that they should take on Hero by themself, who was then abducted--"

They cut themselves off sharply and lowered their head once again. "I have asked many people to die for me. It has become routine enough, as morose as it was. I am accustomed to demanding loyalty. What I am unused to is Henchman's... zeal? Enthusiasm? What would you call it, anyway? Throwing yourself into danger for the sake of someone else without being asked, I mean."

Another of those damn knowing glances. Medic opens their mouth, seemingly confident in whatever response they were going to give before Right Hand silenced them with a quick motion. "If nothing else," they began slowly, "I would believe it to be faith. Devotion to... to a purpose, to a notion, to a movement. Trust that what you have given them, however scarce, is a true reflection of your intentions."

The slow cadence of Right Hand's words drew Villain's eyes away from the smooth wood of their desk and back at the two standing in front of them. Right Hand spoke again, "Would it not be time, perhaps, for you to trust them as well?"

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2025.29.4

I finished the first file, which was the pituitary gland and the effect of growth hormone, and I finished it quickly, but when I opened the questions, they were intellectual and needed time to translate them and then understand the requirement of the question and analyze the answers because it depends on inference, and this took a lot of time, and there are still 12 pages of this type, and I need to finish two files. I felt dizzy, so I decided to finish three of them and solve the questions at night because I do not understand the reason but I do not know how to study at night, so it will be a comprehensive review of what I read, and I know that I updated two hours ago, but I want company here, otherwise I will go crazy.

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: House of the Dragon (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Baela Targaryen/Jacaerys Velaryon Characters: Jacaerys Velaryon, Baela Targaryen, Aegon III Targaryen, Viserys II Targaryen, Rhaena Targaryen (Daughter of Daemon), Jaehaera Targaryen Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Fix-It, Jacaerys Velaryon Lives, Survivor Guilt, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, mix of book and show canon, teen parents of siblings Summary:

Baela Targaryen knows Jacaerys Velaryon down to his bones. Jacaerys I Targaryen saved from a watery grave via a stay as a hostage in Lys is proving somewhat more elusive.

Wipples the cat was named after an IRL cat. Unfortunately, irl Wipples came to an untimely end and the owner requested I change CGI Wpples's name to something else. Henceforth, Wipples the Cat is now Gazpacho the cat (Gus for short). I have decided that as a kitten, he climbed through an open kitchen window and fell face-first into a bowl of gazpacho that Pearl was going to have for lunch.

I’ve just been very busy with work, which I am very grateful for as I’ve been struggling to apply last year and got hired late September.

As for the comic, I had to start all over as it got corrupted and had no way of getting it back but it’s a good thing I have sketches on my notebook for the panels.