sat down to continue ch5 of post S5 fic and found that my brain is entirely mush. its literally melted bubblegum. there's 0 coherent thoughts in there so I'm writing a dumb bingo prompt oneshot instead to try and wake it up (this to say, next update will b slightly delayed again until my brain comes back online)

tried to reign in ch4 of my post S5 longfic because every chapter seems to grow in length and in turn it has, of course, grown into a near 17k wc beast. why