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Anyway more writing delays this month because guess who is having car issues. It's me! So now I have to bus it for two weeks, so maybe I can get some writing done on my bus journeys, but god it seems there is no peace ever

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/59157994/chapters/169987312

Chapter Six is finally finished and up to read! Know it took a month longer than usual but you know how life is.

Snippet under the cut!

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Wow guys it's my birthday this is so crazy anyway should ideally have the next chapter up sometime next week (fingers crossed hoping and praying for some kind of intervention into my brain)

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/59157994/chapters/150842449

Realised I should probably offer up chapter 1 of When A Crow Meets A Cat so here it is for anyone interested in a GhostMyers fic about a Michael who inserts himself into Danny's life and refuses to fucking leave despite all the problems that ends up causing down the line!

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Hate to say it but there will probably not be a chapter for WaCMaC up this month, sorry to everyone who was looking forward to it

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/59157994/chapters/164691142

Chapter Five of When a Crow Meets A Cat is done and uploaded!! Hope you guys enjoy : ))

Snippet under the cut!!

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Anyway I watched Severancein the span of four (4) days and it's having insane effects upon my mind. Incredible show. This will either ruin my writing flow or give me the boost to write for a million years. Remains to be seen. Should have chapter 5 out soon though

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Writing has been crazy slow going but we should still get a chapter at the end of this month! Hopefully you guys enjoy it, just had a lot going on personally but I'm still going!!

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Finally have a whole ass day off today (<- has been working so much lately for that overtime pay) so hopefully I can get a whole lot written today. Been doing my 250 words a day still but now I have a day off I wanna just burn through a big chunk if I can. Maybe you guys can have a fun snippet tonight when I'm done for the day

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Heyyyy so like a year or two ago I started on a post-Sburb story concept I had half-brewed up with my partner and I wrote the intro but never went anywhere with it. I uhhh I get heavy inspired by a prequel to a fic by Laurasauras on AO3 (https://archiveofourown.org/works/48949636#main) and both me and my partner got hella attached to the cute ass nicknames Bro and Alpha Dave gave each other, which is why they are present in this opener!!

Point is, would anyone be interested in seeing me actually doing more with this? I won't spoil what I have planned for it but...it should be very cool. I love post-sburb AUs.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/59157994/chapters/162424303

Chapter 4 of my GhostMyers fic, When A Crow Meets A Cat, is uploaded and ready to be read!! Hope you guys enjoy it : ))

Snippet down below

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I've decided I want to actually promote my writing and shit for real because I'm like actually proud of it and other people have liked it so now you guys can check it out too. I'll be posting snippets in screenshot form here of upcoming works and projects and whatnot so if anything I write seems interesting, you can check out the rest of what I've got. As of writing this (18th Feb 2025) I have only a few fics up, one of which is ongoing and which is currently my longest project ever written. Anyway, just wanted to post something because I have been NEGLECTING this. God damn

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It has been about a million years since I even Thought about this account but I just want it to be clear that I AM STILL WRITING. I still write semi-consistantly in my free time, I just don't post it because I have stupid standards for myself and I also never finish anything. But it's something I'm working on. Believe it or not half the stuff I write nowadays is DBD and slasher-focused or horror themed in some way with romance added in, but if anyone would like snippets of stuff I can drop something! I have....a lot of wips going on and even more plots to write up, but my longest wip currently is a GhostMyers one that I'm really enjoying. I also dabble in TMA and OC stuff right now. I can't promise to properly post anything, again it has been a long time since I attempted a long-term project on this blog, but I haven't stopped writing at all. I'm just mentally ill and working two jobs and trying to get through life while juggling several hobbies and interests at once!

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Can you feel it? The fermenting of your body. The decay of your insides, rotting and dissolving. Do you feel yourself dying? Can you sense the ruination of your being, the deep sense of wrong that curls in your gut and reaches out it's twisting, grinding fingers into your kidneys and your liver and your lungs. Into your brain. Can you feel your organs collapse, late at night, when you're lying awake and so aware of how your body breaks down and aches that you're too scared to move? It is eating itself alive. You are consuming yourself with every swallow of bitter liquid, every deep drag that burns your throat and tickles your lungs. You are dying. Do you sense it, as you go about your day? You are dying. Do you really understand how you would look if we opened you up, guts a pulsing, pulpy lump, black and half eaten by the poison you ingest without break? You are dying. Your lungs have failed and your kidneys are screaming for mercy, but do you even care? You are dying.

Can you feel it? The addicting clench of need in your gut, the craving, the want for more. Do you know what it means? What's being done to you? Do you know how you poison yourself day in and day out, every singing call of hell entwined into your very being, knotting itself into your veins and burrowing into your bones to hide itself deep. Have you any understanding of how you doom yourself every time you indulge? Do you care? Surely it must hurt. Surely it must scare you, to be controlled on puppet strings of addiction and want by those so much higher than you, so much stronger than you could inagine. You are hurting. You are taking placebo after placebo of death and decay and rot and you are sinking into a hole you cannot escape. There is a siren song in your brain you cannot block out. You are dying. There is a plea for more and a plea for less battling inside of you that never ends. You are dying. There is a wailing cry as your body craves what kills it every second you exist. You are dying.

Can you feel it? With every inhale of smoke inflaming your lungs, turning them to ash, your life grows shorter. Can you feel it? With every splash of liquid into your belly, slipping into your liver and rotting it slowly, your life grows shorter. Can you feel it? You cough and vomit and crave, fingers twitching and eyes twitching and your mouth so dry it feels like sandpaper. Can you feel it? You are dying. You are dying. You are dying. You do not care. You cannot save yourself. You are doomed.

Can you feel it?