Thank you for the tag @kcscribbler! Mine will be stats for all time instead of just this year, since I only started writing this year 🤭
Stats:
Words Written: 21,132
Fics Posted: 3 (Plus 4 drabbles, if you wanna include those haha)
Fandoms written for: Loki Series (TV)
Hello to all 11 of you who are waiting with baited breath for my next fics! (I'll try not to keep you waiting too long 😅)
Top 5 Fics by Comment Thread
Good Things Come In Threes (12 Threads)
Elevated Tensions (12 Threads)
Liquid Courage (8 Threads)
Through My Eyes (8 Threads)
Helpless (5 Threads)
Top 5 Fics by Kudos
Elevated Tensions (179 Kudos)
Good Things Come In Threes (96 Kudos)
Through My eyes (83 Kudos)
Liquid Courage (68 Kudos)
Press (25 Kudos)
Longest/Shortest Completed Fics:
Through My Eyes (11,423 words)
Press (100 Words)
Personal Favorites That Didn't Make the List:
All Made Up (300 Words)
Ruined Work (300 Words)
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Artists and gif makers, please also join in with any quantitative or qualitative stats or facts you want to share about your year.
LOTS of repeat fics there, since I have so few haha But ah well, I got all of them on the list in some way!
No pressure tags for yall! Apologies for any repeat tags, I just go down my tag list these days 😆
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Having a traumatic childhood means you cannot talk even objectively about your basic foundational experiences without it being "venting", even if you're not actually venting. You just straight up have a huge chunk of your life you can't talk about, full stop, without it being trauma dumping.
And it not being socially acceptable to talk about your own childhood is super alienating. Sometimes people want to know why, and any answer you can give them is going to be off putting.
It's to the point I get irritated when something I said is framed as venting when I'm literally just talking about my life experiences, doing my best to keep emotion out of it.
when I was in high school, I overheard two older students talking about a friend of theirs.
One of them said something like, "it doesn't bother me that [Friend] was in residential mental health treatment, I just wish they wouldn't talk about it ALL the time".
The other replied, "Well, that was all of last year for them. So when they say 'when I was in treatment,' it's like when you say 'last year'."
I try to remember that any time someone says something that sounds Shocking to me. sometimes one person's scary special crisis is another person's last year.
If you want to be accepting of mental illness, you need to accept the fact that some people's everyday lives are going to be terrifying to you. That doesn't mean they don't get to talk about it. Stop forcing hurt, isolated people to become even MORE hurt and isolated because you can't fathom toughening up a bit.
They’ve been rebuilding the Tower of Babel, but this time they have a team of linguists on site. Every time God smites the builders and invents a dozen new languages, the linguists have a dozen decently sized translations in about a month and work can start up again.
The linguists have been really into it. They say the new phonemes are fascinating. As for God, I assume that at this point he’s just curious to see how far this goes.
To keep us on out toes, God gives the next group of builders an extra place of articulation called the flongus between the pharynx and the glottis, creating an entire new column of the IPA chart with sounds between sounds that are literally physiologically impossible for non-flongled people to replicate.
Improved symbols for the flongal plosives ("gacks"), flongal trill ("hacks"), flongal fricatives ("groans"), and and the flongal lateral approximant ("moans")
Update: The builders have now simply switched to communicating entirely through a universal sign language like they should've done to start with. No sounds need be spoken, flongal or otherwise.
The Tower steadily rises. Be seeing you soon, God, you little bitch.
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no dude it's so cool how attached you are to that character who is singled out and ostracized due to the external monstrousness that clashes with their internal spark of humanity. and i love how drawn you are to themes of horror and love, nature versus nurture, otherness, isolation, and the abject. i bet you have normal feelings about your own personhood
This makes me so happy. A fat redesign AND representation of fat people exercising without the purpose of losing weight? It's so hard to find both of these, let alone together in one picture! Thank you!!!
one time a guy friend told me he was quitting league of legends and literally two weeks later she was on estrogen. these events are intrinsically connected in my mind.
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thank u for the tag @blackbirdofasgard and @lokisleftbranch 💖
got abt 5k words of this au now 💖 here's a lil from the very beginning 🤭 technically this bit is canon-compliant/post-canon
It was almost as if he was able to stand with them in those moments, and for a small bit of time, he did not feel alone.
Don playing with his children; Mobius, flying across the surface of the water; standing in the breeze beneath the tree in his front yard, speaking softly to the sky.
Sometimes, it hurt.
But sometimes he found, scattered throughout the timelines, a version of himself who had, against all odds, gotten a happy ending to their own story.
Many of those stories involved a variant of Mobius.
i feel like there’s a reversal of hyperactivity in some manifestations of adhd where instead of needing to move a lot, you forget to move. and you end up sitting in the same odd pretzel for way too long. this might not cause problems in childhood and in fact may garner praise (“they’re such a good kid, they can sit so still!”) but in adulthood it’s likely to cause musculoskeletal issues. this is just a theory. because not all adhd is actually hyperactive, we know this. but i feel like the hyperactivity and the inertia come from two sides of the same coin, of like needing your physical body to represent the speed of your mind which causes hyperactivity vs needing your physical body to be in stasis to make room for your brain
Or you use a plastic/silicon spatula?? Or a silicon whisk?? go to literally any dollar store they have shitty plastic/silicon kitchen utensils you can scramble eggs with without scratching up your pans
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I am alive and have written something finally. Its been a rough couple of weeks over here. Decided to work on the Stratt Tapes for once
The video cut out shortly after that. The end of file screen appeared once more. The room Stratt was in fell back into darkness. It was late and the sun had set hours ago. She would turn in and start the next video file in the morning. She looked out the window at the stars and wondered if one of them was Grace on his way home. He was probably on his way but the Beatle had beaten him home. She would see him again. There were things she had only dreamed she would say to him if she had the chance to see him again. She had no idea what she would say to him when she saw him.
I was tagged by @westwardly @lokimobius @blackbirdofasgard :)
(Definitely More Than) Seven Sentence Sunday ❤️⚡️💙
So many tags today, thank you so much, everyone!! @elodiah, @westwardly, @lokisleftbranch, @lokimobius, @themontess, @bayta-darell, and @calif0rnication: you're all lovely 🥰
Some suggestive Eddie/Volt/Reader today, featuring me being incapable of writing porn without feelings lol
Twisting around in your spot at the foot of the bed, you found Eddie laying down on his back, his hands behind his head propped up by the pillows, just watching you with a soft blush on his face. "Gonna keep me waiting?" he prompted, raising one brow in a way that somehow managed to look both teasing and uncertain in equal measure.
You couldn't have that. In record time, you scrambled across the bed to reach him. Your knees found a home on either side of his hips as you leaned down and fervently pressed your lips to his. With one hand, you kept yourself propped up against his chest, feeling the warm thrum of his components inside whirring into overdrive with his growing excitement, fingers idly toying with the sparse hairs to be found there. Your other hand was busy cupping his neck, stroking along his jaw with your thumb as your lips continued to meet his, over and over. Releasing a shaky sigh into his mouth, you barely parted your lips so you could speak. "You know I can't keep anything from you," you whispered, unable to keep from dropping yet another kiss to the corner of his lips, "I'm yours."
