Fuck it. It’s Christmas in my office now.

Immaculate vibes this rainy Saturday night in L.A.

Forgot to indicate it was a multi chapter when I hit ‘post’ didn’t I 😑

She's here, she's beautiful, she's mine. 🥹 archiveofourown.org/works/74119031

Pssst guess what the fuck is arriving to an AO3 near you in like, 1 hour?

One thing about me is that I WILL make update promises that I WILL NOT keep, but the other thing about me is that I decided to end chapter 1 of this PLOTTED FIC, MIND YOU with smut because I want to let new readers know I’m not new to this* in true to this** *fanfic **horny fanfic

I don’t write to word count (in fact, I don’t keep the counter visible at all while writing because I think it’s a bad way to write 🤷‍♀️), but I do love watching the number drop as I make final edits, killing all my darlings that don’t serve the story but sure were fun to indulge in at the time.

We simply do not talk about reincarnation enough or how much easier life gets when you believe in it.

Me to me during chapter revisions.

Neighbors setting off fireworks for a baseball game I don’t fucking get it

Most popular costumes in my neighborhood were variations of “6-7” and Kpop demon hunters (?). I almost cried when I saw a kid dressed as a good ol’ classic pirate with a gray plastic sword. Creative candy receptacles include: an actual carved pumpkin, paint bucket, and an empty Halloween candy bag.

Old Inky would make a Canva cover for my upcoming Empyrean AO3 debut, tease it in the coming days, really go tits out, but I miss the fandom era of not giving a fuck about all that, so my newest story (in almost 3 years!)—The Scale—is coming to AO3 sometime this weekend.

My favorite part about returning to fanfic writing is when I go “ew dummy” while I am revising

Fourth Wing fanfic is so devastatingly thin that it’s taken ages to find a story I like—only to discover the author made it up to 7/? chapters before ghosting it 1.5 years ago 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Two important updates: I made chocolate cupcakes with peanut butter Swiss meringue buttercream for the office and I have a new set.

So glad AO3 surpassed their fundraising goal because the red carpet they need to get for my return next month ought to be a nice one.

Took me a minute to realize this is not what I thought it was.

I bought a new office chair with a built-in footrest and it’s the best goddamn thing ever. I am sitting crisscross applesauce with my shoes off like god intended when she decided I was to be a corporate bitch.

It’s bizarre how a fandom so staunchly opposed to AI is also so selectively silent around Taylor Swift’s use of it. The same fandom who once bemoaned the capitalist greed of fanfic binding now gagging over every quarter-ass variant of half-ass music. For this nacho bel grande album reheated 30 times

Wait I have more because everyone is giving live laugh love still advice, and you need to actually know shit. 401(k) is a savings account set up by your employer. Matching means your employer will contribute money to your savings account up to a certain %. 3% is an employer-standard match, so take

1. Identify the most expensive quarter of your year. For me, it’s October-December. I love all the holidays and become capitalism’s bitch for three months. Knowing that helps me to “budget” the rest of the year so I can do all the big spending (incl travel) during the months that matter most to me.

Was rent due on the jet????

Idk how else to explain it, but this album was written for Travis Kelce and I hate that for her but mostly I hate that for me because I hate this album

I don’t kink shame until I do :/

I hadn’t eaten today because I had back to back meetings, and right when I got to the point of hangry (3pm), I scrolled through UK’s eel and pie TikTok during a quick break, and I swear to god, it’s like my stomach didn’t exist for another 5 hours.

Let Emma Watson serve as an example that radical empathy is not the morally superior absolution it is framed to be. You cannot empathize with hate. You are allowed to have complicated feelings when reconciling who you thought someone was vs who they really are, but it is a choice to love them anyway

Ended up At a bar with a divorcee and maybe it’s the cocktails but we are soul sisters now her name is Brittany or Brittney idk I did not ask but she’s alright

Reading vibes at the quiet, near-empty wine bar absolutely murdered when they plugged in the speaker and started playing modern country music. 😭

It’s a Holocene-ass kind of day.

Reminiscing on when ppl on fandom twt would get mad at nsfw posted without tags because they didn’t want to get caught looking at porn at work and I was just like…….girl pls go do ur job and get off twt omg

Me to me trying to learn photoshop to make work ID badges

Trying to teach myself PHOTOSHOP for work and I feel like a DUMMY

A $30 breakfast burrito like what are we doing here

Feels incredibly important to remind everyone that autism is a spectrum that has in recent years become social media’s MPDG of affable disorders. But, like with any broad classification, we often forget the side of it that is not easily digestible and made cute for television.

One thing about me is that I’m going to be on time even when my friends are predictably consistently late

Making my coworker change the air filters in my car and check my tires 😃😃😃

Clinically, what is wrong with my coworker who reheats his tuna casserole in the communal microwave?

I have a very long workday, so I called for reinforcements from my favorite local Indian restaurant, and they gave me double rice on the house I love them so much this bag was so heavy 😭

I rarely read fic these days because I have a TBR bookCASE, not just a shelf or two, so when I do dedicate reading time to a fic, and I go to leave a comment as is good and proper in fandom, and I find a little fuckface commented some bitch ass backhanded slight, know that I will eviscerate them.

Have reached the age where a 9PM bedtime makes me giddy.

Girl dinner ✨

Doing my life’s work by introducing every 20-something burgeoning slut to The Kills’ “Baby Says.”

Close enough welcome back Scott and Tessa

Someone in the publishing industry pls buy my series about a necromancer perpetually annoyed that she’s caught in the holy war between heaven and hell over souls—and in fact, if they keep pissing her off, then she’ll start raising the dead and fucking them for sport. I will make you lots of money.

If you have been the victim of a chronic complainer and all-around miserable person whose life is nothing but a series of everything bad only happens to them all the time, then you might qualify for one (1) primordial scream into the abyss.

Do you want a beta reader or do you want a fan girl?

Hate whatever this design choice is

What started as a quick sketch reminder that I kept on my fridge for years is now permanently with me.

Romanticize 💕 your life ✨

Getting a tattoo in MY handwriting? Truly iconic of me.