#status reports

[augustinewrites]

it’s been…a while since you and satoru have gone on an assignment together.

having two young children at home made it difficult to take off on short notice and be away for days at a time. they needed stability and routine, so the two of you had decided that one person would stay home while the other was working.

for a while, that’d worked fine. but now that megumi and tsumiki were older, self-sufficient teens who loved nothing more than being left alone, satoru had seen this as an opportunity.

you’d still been a little hesitant, but it was a simple surveillance mission. easy, right?

“water. you need to stay hydrated.” you instruct when he gets back into the car. he takes the water bottle you’re holding out, unscrewing the cap and taking a swig.

“gakuganji isn’t even home yet,” he reports with a sigh. you hum, distracted as you check your phone. gojo reaches across your knees to pull open the glovebox, rifling through colourful snack wrappers.

“tsumiki hasn’t texted me back,” you mutter. “should i ask nanami to check in on them?”

“nah, i’m sure they’re just super busy trashing the apartment and racking up charges on the emergency credit card. ah– found it!” he pulls out a black silk sleep mask, slipping it on so it rests on his forehead.

“really?” you ask, unimpressed as he holds a second one out to you. “you’re taking a nap?”

“yeah, it’ll be easier to sneak around when it’s dark, why stay awake till then?”

“is that a good idea?” you ask, though you know there’s really no point in trying to argue with his logic.

“your fault for keeping me awake all night. late night laundry folding is no joke.”

“if you’d put it in the dryer when i’d asked—”

“can’t hear you,” he sing-songs, pulling the mask over his eyes. “you can take a nap too, you know. that old fart couldn’t get past us even while asleep.”

“i’ll pass on the nap. need to wait for tsumiki to text.”

he grumbles something incoherent that you’re sure is meant to be argumentative as he reclines his seat a little and lays back, getting comfortable and quiet.

…for about 45 seconds.

you watch out of the corner of your eye as he pulls the mask up a half inch, just enough for his right eye to observe you.

“what do you want now?” you ask.

then, with casualty akin to asking what you want for lunch, he clears his throat and asks, “do you want to have sex?”

“do i want to have what?” you ask, turning to stare at him incredulously, but your face is hot and for a split second, you’d considered agreeing.

“sex,” he repeats, patting his lap with a shit-eating grin. “we’re going to be here for a while, anyways. these seats recline way back—”

“i am not having sex in this car with you, satoru!”

he groans over-dramatically (as he tends to do). “will you at least cuddle with me then? i’m desperate and touch-starved and hopelessly in love with you!”

you make a note to figure out what cheesy rom com he stole that line from, but lean across the console to trail kisses up his shoulder, his neck. satoru does nothing to protect himself from your overly affectionate onslaught, he’s quick to catch your jaw, pulling you in for a proper kiss.

“wait. no, no, no!” he protests when you pull back, eyes suddenly trained on the house you’re meant to be watching. “you can’t just leave me high and dry—”

“he’s home!” you whisper, pressing a hand over his mouth (though he continues with muffled complaints). “pull the car a little further back before we get out.”

you’ve already summoned your shikigami as satoru maneuvers the car into the dense forestry, about to send them off when your phone vibrates in your lap.

“oh! megumi texted me,” you inform him. “he said…‘already made dinner. tsumiki is out on a date—’”

the car grinds to a halt and abruptly turns, the momentum causing your to slam into the side of the car as it peels out onto the dirt road. you curse loudly as your fiancé, devoid of all his playfulness from earlier, speeds through the forest.

“what the— satoru!”

[rose-of-the-martyr]

status report: Commitment to Change

report made 3/12/23; next report due by 3/20/23.

Commitment to Change. Assassin’s Creed. Ongoing series, 1 work (complete) and more upcoming. Based on the best ending of Odyssey.

Series Description: Deimos!Alexios and the road to recovery (+ the adventures he gets into with his newfound family).

Average Rating: Not Rated.

Relationships: Deimos!Alexios & Kassandra, Deimos!Alexios & Everyone

Installments: Gasping for a Breath (3/3 posted)

Current WC: 11,612

[anachronistic-falsehood]

i miss qcellbit

[goldensunset]

all i really need from khml is for player2 to return to ephemer’s statue once in a while and just sit quietly by the fountain and reflect. both before and after they inevitably get their memories back- i want them to be drawn back to this spot again and again, just something tugging at their heartstrings, feeling comfortable there…

[dduane]

OK, brief posting hiatus...

Going off to get autumn/winter COVID booster & flu shot. :) Then probably lunch.

ETA: Back in late afternoon. Shots got, shopping done. A bit weary, but no other significant side effects. One of @petermorwood's biceps is a bit hot, but that's it.

[menalez]

racists on radblr: brown & black men are a dangerous threat to women & girls. they’re more violent! white men arent as bad.

the supposedly safer white men to 8 & 10 year old black girls simply passing them by:

racists on radblr:

[buggyboyizhere]

RAHHHH MY BBGS!1!1!1 ( these are months old I just forgor to post em )

[kiir-i]

We were discussing what these two would look like as monchhichis and this is what I came up with 🫡

[wings-of-ink]

Hey everyone, I'm still here!

Just thought I'd say hello! I haven't been able to get to asks much lately, but I'll be going through them as I can in the next few days. I've been busy writing the last bits for Chapter 3, which I've redone like twice...and also most of Chapter 4! I also took some me-time to read for fun and to relax because I literally threw my back out by stretching... -_-

I have decided to, yet again, break up the chapter. This way, chapter 4 gets to you quicker, and each of the main ROs sort of gets their own chapter where they're introduced! There's a good chunk of chapter 4 that is just "stuff happening," so it ended up being pretty long (at least I feel it is). I'm about to a point where the path the MC takes can split slightly, and it makes for a good spot to leave off and begin chapter 5.

I think that's all for now! Hope you all are doing well! ^_^

[coolmagoloraskblog]

lor, would you be able to explain what’s going on? what happened to you, and also what happened to magolor?

[shit-people-probably-didnt-say]

Wylan: Morning all, I had trouble sleeping last night

Wylan: I’ll be sassy throughout the day and simmering into the evening. Prepare for a possible tantrum around 3pm… and it will be your fault

Wylan: So lockdown the hatches, be ready and stay alert

[thenightpost]

A list of excellent fiction podcasts that have no network (to my knowledge) and could use your support, all made by queer creators and featuring queer characters:

Care & Feeding of Werewolves (@careandfeedingofwerewolves) - the medical notes and adventures of a doctor for the paranormal community

Small Victories (@wgc-productions) - a slice of life dramedy about addition, recovery, and relationships

The Department of Variance of Somewhere, Ohio (@somewhereohio) - surreal/weird fiction following agents trapped in the building of their shady government bureau

Hello from the Hallowoods (@hellofromthehallowoods) - vignettes of a huge cast of characters interweave in a long-form narrative of queer survivors

Dragon Shanty (@dragonshantypod) - in the form of bedtime stories, two lighthouse keepers tell their history of magic and dragons

The Aberrant Report (@theaberrantreport) - a tape recorder-style murder investigation that delves into the supernatural

InCo (@itmeblog) - sci-fi micro-fiction following an information courier in the far future

Starfall (@starfallpod) - the fantasy adventures of a theater troupe that uses magic to create their performances

Neighbourly (@neighbourlypod) - weird/surreal fiction anthology about the secrets behind closed doors on a very strange street

The Night Post (that's us!) - a mystery/horror about queer survival and the realities of living with the natural and supernatural

[rose-of-the-martyr]

status report: Ready to Face Whatever Life Sends

report made 3/12/23; next report due by 3/20/23.

Ready to Face Whatever Life Sends. Dead by Daylight. Belongs to the “We’ll Be Okay” series. In progress, 2/4 chapters posted. Modern / Normal Life / No Entity AU. Not Rated. Gen. Last updated Jul 6 2022.

Summary: Once upon a time, Michael Myers lost his two sisters. After fifteen years spent completely alone following the destruction of his family, Michael gets one back.

It's been fifteen years since he last saw the outside world, fifteen years since he lost his way, fifteen years leading up to this moment: Laurie taking his hand in hers and leading him back to the light.

Relationships: Michael Myers & Laurie Strode

Current WC: 6,724

[thegrayascendancy-if]

Option one will take you on a ✨journey✨ (writing it was emotionally demanding but it is done)

[kny-fanclub]

[dduane]

Status report, Argh So Tired dep't

Holmes & Watson story turned in, yay!

Last few days have been a bit of a trial. Up late writing, and then when theoretically asleep, dreaming about edits.* As a result, on awakening, not rested at all. ...Nonetheless, work continued, with much ingestion of caffeine.** Helped a little. Enough? We shall see when the notes come back.

Meanwhile, going off to collapse now. Please gods let me not dream about more cutting. Anything else! But I've had enough of the scalpel for the next little while.

So, night night, all. Ebooks Direct store's having its summer reading sale (since it is now officially Northern Hemisphere Summer...), so if you feel inclined to attack the place and carry off piles of reading material on the cheap via the sale link, please do. Meanwhile, normal operations resume in AM. But for the moment, gonna go lie down and rewatch as much of The Untamed as possible before dropping off. (While laughing about the "Tortoise of Slaughter" again. That is the longest-necked damn tortoise I have ever seen...)

* Mostly cutting, as the story ran long; what a damn surprise. Reminder to self: inscribe on wall in letters of flame, NOVELS ARE EASY. SHORT FICTION IS HARD. Oh sweet Thoth so hard.

**That's the wrong blend up there. We drink the Gold one.