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Why do I feel so 🥵🥵🥵 today? I ask myself.

*checks period tracker app*

Oh, I see.

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I've finally changed the majority of my works on AO3 to be visible to registered users only. (Better late than never, I guess.)

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WIP Wednesday

154 more words than it had before!

I'm really enjoying writing with Ellipsus (@ellipsus-writes). Some reasons why:

I can switch between my laptop and my phone (I have a link bookmarked on my home screen so I can open it from there, like I do for AO3).

It's really straightforward to use.

You can do "sprints" where you set a timer and it counts the words you write in that time.

They seem like a decent company in general and are opposed to the use of generative AI in making art.

THEY HAVE AN "EXPORT TO AO3" FUNCTION.

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Caught skiving on this WIP Wednesday.

If you're reading this...

go write three sentences on your current writing project.

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sometimes i go into an ao3 ship tag and im like genuinely devastated by how fluffy all of it is. like. heartbroken about it.

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WIP Wednesday Thursday

I wrote several hundred words of TD today, yay :) I don't feel like sharing any of it this time so instead here's a reference I drew a while ago of the state Glimmer is in by this stage in the story.

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WIP Wednesday

A conversation between Glimmer and Horde Prime from one of the final chapters of TD.

“Would you like to hear about the little fantasies she could barely admit to herself?” “No.” “She wanted so much for you to see her, as if that could make you l—” “Stop.” “You were no better, little queen. Both of you so desperate to feel like you mattered that you clung to each other, thinking it made you stronger when it was quite the opposite. You should have listened to yourself all that time ago when you vowed never again.” Glimmer groaned theatrically. “Enough! What are you doing with our magic?”

If you've heard one megalomaniac's love-makes-you-weak speech, you've heard them all 🙄

I ended up spending all my writing time this evening just reading through the unpublished TD chapters I've written so far. I'm quite happy with most of it until I get to this scene, which is really fighting me. Not sure if I'll keep this bit or even most of the scene. But that's next Wednesday's problem now!

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WIP Wednesday

(Hello! Just ignore the fact that the last time I posted one of these was like a year ago, I was still really unwell.)

“Hold on a second.” Glimmer looked up at her bed, suspended high in the air. “Casta showed me how to re-float it, so I should be able to…” She raised her hands and formed a sigil between them. The bed rapidly fell several metres, jolted to a halt, then proceeded downwards in fits and starts. Glimmer’s mouth twisted in concentration as she attempted to guide it, while Catra looked on with some confusion. “Uh, Sparkles… What are you—” “I’m trying to be romantic!” said Glimmer, through gritted teeth.

Have a snippet I wrote for the final chapter of TD today! I'm making Wednesday my Writing Evening since making weekly routines is the main way I've made progress towards becoming a mostly functional person again.

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I made a colour version of this in the end! Uncropped version is on Pillowfort (sexually explicit, 18+).

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See!

Catra is hotter when she has lines under her eyes.

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Catra is hotter when she has lines under her eyes.

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WIP Wednesday

Here's another bit from my WIP chapter 22 of Tactical Disadvantage, this time with an emphasis on the 'in progress' part of 'WIP'.

(This what my fics/chapters sometimes look like if I haven't fully figured out the emotional thread and I'm starting to get lost. This chapter has half a dozen pairs of red and blue text marking prompts and responses in significant emotional shifts to help me try to make sense of it. Plus blanks I haven't filled in and things I haven't decided yet.)

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She waited for Catra to take the bait, unsure if they were flirting. She gave a tiny smile for reassurance when Catra glanced sideways.

Catra’s expression clouded in response. She dropped Glimmer’s hand.

“Is everyone in position?” asked Catra, pointedly changing the subject as she fixed her gaze on the ship.

Glimmer stared at her. [Need an extra beat between dropping her hand and the next sentence, where her emotional state/thoughts stall before starting to rise.] She was torn between begging Catra to explain [demanding that Catra explain?] herself and shoving her with exasperation. “Uh, yeah,” she managed. “It shouldn’t be long now.”

[Catra says something professional-sounding.]

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How did I deal with the stress of this week today so I didn't explode?

Simple!

I wrote 6k worth of pure glitra filth, like a very normal person does! :)

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A wise choice! And I'm sure it's a perfectly normal one, as anyone around here will tell you.

How did I deal with the stress of this week today so I didn't explode?

Simple!

I wrote 6k worth of pure glitra filth, like a very normal person does! :)

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Requesting help for disabled trans friend

Hello internet, my friend Ash needs some help.

He doesn’t have a social media presence, so I am writing on his behalf. Two years ago, I helped Ash move out of an abusive home situation. Shortly after, he developed a chronic illness that required numerous medical visits for diagnosis and treatment. Because his insurance will no longer provide for co-pay and fund more rigorous tests, this has put him into thousands of dollars of medical debt, on top of the other debt it required for him to move here. We both live in an extremely rural area, necessitating weekly travel for more than 4 hours just to get groceries.

Because of his autoimmune disease, Ash is unable to get a second job to help him out of his debt. Nor can he focus on his hobbies, writing and crafting plush animals. His current job is already exacerbating his symptoms and he's sick daily. I am unable to support him financially, and he has no family who can help him either. His family is extremely abusive, so relying on them is not an option. Right now Ash is struggling to afford food and gas, and is unable to pay off his medical debt. I know that there is a lot of terrible crap going on in the world and that this call for aid is poorly timed, but anything helps. If you cannot donate, please consider at least sharing this post. He would very much appreciate it.

Here's his ko-fi link. Again, anything helps.

P.S. Here's Baby, Ash's very important support cat.

Thanks again!

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WIP Wednesday

I'm going to try posting snippets of my the fic I'm working on for WIP Wednesdays. I think "WIP Wednesday" might have suggested rules or something but I'm just going to post some small amount, and hopefully that'll encourage me to open the document to work on it.

The excerpt below is from Chapter 22 of Tactical Disadvantage, an E-rated canon universe Glitra fic. You can find chapters 1-21 here :)

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“Well, they’ve definitely got numbers on their side,” said Catra. She stood on a clifftop between Glimmer and Bow, who were dumbstruck as they stared into the canyon below. Melog crouched low next to the trio, their tail a deep amber with a slowly pulsing light as it swept back and forth across the ground.

Prime’s ship rose like a sinister spinning top from a wide chasm between sheer cliffs. Its narrow base was docked in a pit and attached to the ground by a series of metal arcs. Rows of bots and clones were arranged around it, spread in a defensive circle formation across the canyon floor. In the distance, Etheria’s forests and mountains were silhouetted beneath the midnight sky, while the green glow from hundreds of weapons turned the chasm into a lurid wound through the landscape.

The Whispering Woods were uncannily quiet, without whispers from wildlife or wind, and there was no sign of the other Rebellion fighters they expected to find mid-battle. The only sound was a low mechanical hum. Glimmer and Bow’s earlier bravado had abandoned them in the face of the daunting scene.

“Uh… But that’s never stopped you before, right?” Catra added hastily.

Glimmer pressed her hand over her mouth to hold back a frightened little sob. She turned her wide eyes to Catra.