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Just had the worst Terrible Horrible No-Good Idea
Okay so let's say that jarthur fulfills their end of Kayne's deal and by some big fucking miracle he actually upholds his promise, with no catches, caveats, or extra "surprises". They don't get any sort of punishment from him, he gives them their reward of being sent back to their world, a body for John, AND Arthur gets Faroe back (maybe not technically *his* faroe but I don't think it would matter to him all that much, idk u get the point). All carrot, no stick.
Kayne has been satisfied, with this timeline at least.
He leaves them alone.
. . . the same cannot be said for Horig.
#had this thought at about 9:30 this morning while washing dishes for kitchen prep at work & had to go scream in the walk-in fridge for a bit#anyway enjoy the poisons of my sadistic mind :D#...AUGH NO BUT SEROIOSLY ok so like. idk where in the world arthur would be but i dont think it matters.#he would be back *in his world*.#in 1934.#(or '35 idk how far along the passage of time has gone i nthis scenario)#*with Faroe*.#and idk for sure whether john would be given a human body or not but the direction things are goingwith his character development in canon#it seems likely.#so. Arthur Lester in 1934. Disciple of The Plague with the 2 people who mean the most to him. yeah.#imma go scream into my pillow for the next halfhour bye#(if someone wants to write anything like this pls tag me to lmk pls pls pls pls plssssss)#malevolent podcast#malevolent spoilers#malevolent s5 spoilers#lucifanbabbles#zizistuff
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Oh to take an adhd pill right now to focus on writing. The risk tho is I won’t be able to sleep until much later than my current schedule, and I’ve gotta wake up EARLY tomorrow to get to work….or maybe not too early….i could uber there too….hmmmmm
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Things I will never do again:
Go and see a movie adaption of a famous musical WITH a musical theater actor and a classically trained musician and composer. The two of them argued the entire drive home and I - the silly little theater tech in the backseat- had to try and mediate (unsuccessfully I might add)
#musical theatre#acting#musicals#les mierables#les mis#mistakes were made#on my part#we actually sat in the parking lot for a halfhour while they were arguing before starting the drive#where they continued to argue#i cant even remember the full topic
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i am committing to one of my longer projects! "committing" as in i am WORKING on it with INTENT and i WANT to COMPLETE it. it is going to be very different to what i've published so far, but in a fun way! a fun MISERABLE way! it is growing expeditiously in planned length and plot, but i will NOT let it grow over my head and flatten me into the cold hard ground. it is going to hurt soooooo goooood all of it is gonna hurt you it is going to throw you around and punch you and kick you and hurt you. right now it (my own WIP) is dangling me by the neck and belly laughing at my pain. and it is awesome.
#ilml#relatedly i have not crafted an OC in AGES#and it is funnnnnnnnnnnn oooooh it is FUNNNNNN!!!!#fun in the way that i get distracted from my doc for halfhours at a time to name each of them properly#mwahahaha MWAHAHA!!!!!#and when i say this is 'longer' you and i will get to find out what exactly that means. together.#i must stay focused...off i go <3
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i do not have a phobia of bugs, infact i rather like them.; but ironically i Do have a phobia of Bugs in Places they Shouldn’t Be.; and you’ll never guess what but something Really Funny just happened to me,

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ALEX??????????? A SALUBRI?????? UR GIVING US THE HINT OF A SALUBRI????????????????
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I hate my brain
Mischief is asleep, dreaming. And meanwhile I'm OCD spiraling about her breathing rate.
#i gave her dinner after playtime without waiting the halfhour so my brain is flipping between bloat and heart issues#logically i know she's just dreaming#but also that's not how my brain works
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allowing myself another halfhour its about to be 2pm my stomach is going to kill itself. and also the turtles. if i dont get up
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our new place is nearer to a university and it's close enough to the clocktower that i can hear it go off every hour/halfhour in the living room so I now have an active reminder of how much time I am wasting every single day
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anyway i don't think it's a good idea broadly speaking to get married at 23 but i cannot deny it has worked out swimmingly for me. also please hold for yaoi in the next halfhour
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Whatever you say, Yellow..
And you do the same ya hear?.. Also. Thank you, for uh, checking on me I mean.
I think not!.
Oh gosh.. Hi. Why are ya talkin to me? Don't you have better things to do?
#comfort✿#drunken red boi#dale/red#also don't forget to sleep! <- just took sleepy gummies lmao#'' not used to.. this anymore so it's weird heeheh ''#mods good for around a halfhour-hour to talk so ye
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Whyyyy are leg spasms so excruciating???
Literally just spent a halfhour laid out on the ground at work completely unable to stand seizing from the waist down.... fml. 😞
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Grab a snack everyone, this is a halfhour film without a space bar.
⚠️ ROAD WORK AHEAD ⚠️
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________________ SPEEDING FINES DOUBLED WHEN WORKERS PRESENT —————————
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⚠️ ROAD WORK 500FT ⚠️
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⚠️ END ROAD WORK ⚠️
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I've spent the last halfhour on the Bruce Springsteen tag and I think he has the perfect face and attitude for R
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I was thinking about an old post, I cant remember if it was a text post or a short video like a vine or a tiktok, but the basic message of it was that there is no glory in the grind, and your reward for surviving a day in poverty is another day in poverty, and I realized something. Same fucking thing is true about living with Depression, or whatever it is the hell that is going on in my brain. All I got for getting up today was the reward of going to work, and my reward for that was a halfhour commute home in shitty weather, and my reward for that was to get to my parents house (where I have to live because lol at affording rent) where I have to exist on eggshells with my mom because my dad's in the hospital. And all I fucking get as a reward for surviving all of that? Is to get up and doing fucking again tomorrow, with the small respite of playing dnd with a group where I'm pretty sure one party member dislikes me, two others are completely checked out, and my dear friend who is the DM is 95% asleep by the time the session starts cause of his toddler. THAT is my personal fun time. And my reward for surviving Monday? Doing it again on Tuesday with the joy of swapping out mediocre dnd with fucking laundry.
And this is all there is.
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