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Reading over SEVERAL things I have in my wips and published works for once in my damn life and realized several errors. Not exclusive to but including whole sentences, paragraphs, and chapters filled with placeholders and gender neutral terms or pronouns. It would be fine (and is for they/them characters) if half the characters in these didn't already have established gender identities and pronouns already. Why must I do this to myself 😒 I really gotta beta read my own shit more often. The published works are (mostly) normal, which is probably why it never got pointed out to me by readers? Or ppl just didn't think to say anything. Augh.

#Writing gender neutrally is a habit I developed when I was still in school #Something about focusing on narrative and worrying about characters later #Yada Yada so on #Dunno where exactly my teacher learned it herself but it was no biggie #Specially since I got almost straight As in that class #She had us doing all kinds of prompts and challenges too #Good times... #Gotta remember to fuckin proofread my shit better #Tired of reading over a work I did ages ago and realize I left entire paragraphs with neutral pronouns #Or no damn names at all. Though that's thankfully more rare. #Gdi #At least the paranoia this will cause me means ill be more diligent for a while

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Sonic... monky

#Playing starbound on my first day of not having a gazillion things to do #Making a character for each species of alien 👽 #Starbound #Actually slept well last night

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Ugh i haven't slept well in weeks 😩. I still have a few days until I can get back to my normal sleep schedule but even then it'll take another week or two to readjust.

#Been so damn busy #Shits been taking up so much time that I haven't been able to sleep more than 1 to 3 hours at any given time #Shocked that I haven't keeled over yet

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I never made a post abt this but im taking requests now for writing things abt the arcana, if any yall want

#Going to bed but yeah #If you want me to write smthin lmk #If its something I don't feel comfortable writing I will let you know #And possibly suggest something else if appropriate

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Been anxious and depressed and well, stressed as hell lately and it got me thinking abt the M6 with an apprentice that has debilitating depression and anxiety.

#I can't stop stressing myself out #And its frustrating as hell #So I sit and think about characters I love being soft with an apprentice dealing w/ the same shit #Probably sounds sad but w/e it makes me feel a little better

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Hello, I'm Auryn, and I'm a Jewish trans man living in Washington state with my wife, a disabled Jewish trans woman. I've made several donation posts about this situation over the last couple months so I will keep it brief, but my wife is a diabetic and takes insulin three times a day, her doctor has been refusing to refill her medication until she comes in for an appointment, but she is booked up until September. Until then we are paying for her insulin out of pocket. Her insurance wasn't covering it and now her doctor is being unreasonable.

The pens she uses are 60-70 dollars per pen and we need money to help pay for this. Our families are either unable or unwilling to help, and without this medication my wife will die.

If you can help in anyway, either with a reblog or a donation I would be forever grateful.

My Paypal/cashapp (ignore my deadname)

Paypal.me/hanafarmer

$aurynb

My wife's cashapp

$stephwowz

Thank you for reading

Edit: If anybody could reblog or consider donating I would be forever grateful, my wife still needs her meds and reblogs have slowed considerably.

Edit: My wife is out of her meds and we really need help so please if you can consider donating, without her insulin my wife could die.

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why did it take me forever to realize I put the wrong age on my blog.

#then again I've also been confused for the past six months and thought I was 23. #my memory and general sense of awareness is. not very strong. #Like I have lost. WEEKS. of memory because I just zoned the fuck out. #oh my god

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Something Borrowed

Here's a link to the AO3 page, and below that will be the chapter if you prefer to read through tumblr!

Chapter 1: Deception

Summary: When the bonds of love breaks and you're willing to do anything to bring back your better half from the shadows of death, sometimes you do things that come back to bite you in the ass. Now the body of a dead man is possessed by the Devil's pawn, and making plans for a not-so-fun future. How long will it take for the people around him to realize the truth? And how long before it's too late to save the real Verek and stop Lucio's plot?

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In the mind of someone, who, has lost their dearest love in a most horrible fashion- I must ask, what lengths would you go to in order to bring them back from the dead? What would you risk, and who would you hurt? Desperate times call for desperate measures, as some would say. But people die, that is the way.

Unless you intervene, that is.

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Silence fell over the City, in all places but two; the Rowdy Raven, and the most dubious party with a fair few equally dubious attendees. The latter takes place in the palace- a grand place, riddled with gilded gates and grand windows of stained glass. Gold and silver and shining stone. The hour was late now, and the party in full swing. A masquerade in honor of the beloved Count Lucio. His birthday certainly being a time to celebrate, well and truly.

But the man himself lay dying in his bed, ill and weeping blood. It oozes from his red sclera and stains both skin and bed covers, his face gaunt and pale. Lucio sweats from his clammy brow and groans. He grows ever weaker in these last days. Long has he been kept alive- longer than most who contract the dreaded plague. But now the hour draws near, and weakened he is by this loathed illness. Tonight is his last chance, his cure. More will die should he live, and the part of him that still has coherence knows this.

But the Count fears nothing more than death itself, and the demonic clutches he so futilely flees from. Those that now sit in his court and taunt him so. But now is the time, and with little strength left in his body he takes part in that which he believes will save him.

And then Lucio finds himself betrayed.

Fire engulfs all that he sees, the room which he escapes from remaining so ominously pristine. His chambers which he enters burns with him, and he in his bed as he falls, screaming. The Count wakes later, ghostly in form and not quite as dead as he'd thought he was. And the Devil moves his latest pawn across the board. To the other side.

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Verek sits in a chair hidden from view of the shop proper. The day is warm and the sun is bright. He sews, because that is something he enjoys. Yes. Master is leisure among a spot of pillows on the ground, reading and lounging with his familiar sitting pretty around the Magician's head. All is well, yes. And Verek sews.

His nerves get the better of him and Master notices, worry evident in his kind amethyst eyes. “Verek, are you okay?” They ask, tone careful and concerned. “You look pale.”

“Yes, Master,” And the Magician looks uncomfortable then, but Verek doesn't point it out. “I-I'm alright, just a bit hot I think.” And he is, the light prickling of sweat at his temples. “Maybe a nap, and some cooled sheets to lay under will help.”

And it does, eyes drifting closed as he burrows into the cold sheets. Chilled by Master's magic and a lesson on how to do it himself thrown in. A year it has been since he woke, without memory, in his Master's arms. Verek still has no memories, and his headaches sometimes grow worse. Master is despondent on those days, tending to him with sorrow in his gaze. Verek doesn't ask, though he wishes he did. Something tells him it isn't the time.

He falls asleep thinking on it.

His dreams shift and change in a way that he can't quite grasp onto any one concept, like his mind is trying to take him somewhere it can't reach. The same thing every time he sleeps.

Verek walks through the shifting landscape, following a feeling he can't describe. He grows uneasy as he moves, but his feet keep dragging him forward. Silver eyes are the only thing he can make out ahead, alongside a peculiar, familiar? Necklace.

He tries to stop himself from getting closer, something foreboding wriggling in his chest. Something is wrong- this isn't a dream anymore. He knows those eyes but- where? Who? The young man takes too long thinking on it, now inches from the violent gaze. Those eyes stare into his very soul and fear grips at Verek's heart. Why, why?

“Goodnight” A voice says, and suddenly all is black. Then a blink, and red architecture fills his vision.

Someone else wakes in his body.

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A fever is caught as he rests and he sleeps for days, tended to by a frantic Asra and a reluctant Muriel. The large man still can't quite accept that this is really, truly the Verek he and the magician knew for years. A ghost, he must be. A figment of both their desperate imaginations. He wanted to believe. He did. But..

Cool water is replaced into the near-empty bowl that Asra hands him, and is handed back in turn. The white-haired magician dips a warming rag into the water and rings it with shaking hands. Amethyst eyes are rimmed with sleepless bags and reddened skin. His crying lasts for hours each day as they tend to the fallen Verek. The stranger with Verek's face. Muriel just... but he says nothing, that small bit of hope inside him just strong enough to quiet him. Maybe, just maybe he's wrong. He hopes he is. He otherwise pretends that he isn't. "Is his fever getting any better, Asra?" Muriel asks his friend, getting a small nod. Their eyes are still red and brow still creased, but his gaze betrays the relief he feels at Verek's slight improvement.

"Yes. Yes but only barely, and I-" Dark shoulders hunch, and the smaller body shakes. "-I just need to focus. Whatever is causing the fever- I'm here this time." A shaky sigh, and they regain his composure. "I'm here this time."

Muriel, having grown quite anxious in the small space that is the upper level of the shop over the past few days, sits carefully in a corner where Inanna has taken refuge today. She yawns and stretches, dark fur mussed up by her heavy napping. Muriel smiles at the sight, and she only wuffles at him in return. The man takes the moment to look Asra's direction, directing Inanna to follow his gaze. She can sense the turmoil rolling off the magician in waves almost immediately and turns her attentions onto him. Rubbing against them and digging her head under his one dry, warm free hand. Asra accepts the comfort for what it is and pets her absentmindedly, though all his real focus is on keeping the fever down.

Angry as he is.... Julian would be able to help if he were here. But no, they shake their head and purge the thought from their mind. He didn't need Julian. Not after last time. Asra can do this without him, better even! And as he says that a groan sounds through the quiet room, and the mood shifts immediately. Muriel nearly lurches from his position on the floor and, with one glance at the waking figure in the bed, exits the room with Inanna in tow. Asra doesn't blame him, really. His own mind remains wholly focused on Verek, watching as yellow eyes open and stare around the room.

The gaze doesn't meet him right away, and an odd smile passes his face before he notices the other in the room. There is a pause, then another smile. This one seems more like Verek, and Asra's relief gives way to joy. He grasps Verek's hand like it is his only lifeline, and Verek grasps back in return. Reassuring and warm. His gaze is groggy, as to be expected upon waking from a fevered deep sleep, but his eyes are gentle.

"Did I miss anything?"

#Body Snatcher AU #Possession AU #Possession #This will contain angst and fluff #Warnings will be added as needed or as requested #if my writing for a particular character seems off or ooc at any point do NOT be afraid to let me know! #I can make needed edits without making drastic changes plot wise #Won't be a bother for me at all I promise #The Arcana #The Arcana Fanfic

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So I named my granddaughter Asa. My house name is Kraka. So she is... Asa Kraka. I have made a grave error.

#I did mostly writing yesterday (it is almost 8 am girl help) #And I play CK 3 at night when I'm not writing or working around the house #This is what I get up to apparently #Making unfortunate errors in naming small children #Not the arcana #Shenanigans

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I did not realize i made him that tall oh my god

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fics I am working on thus far.

Something Borrowed - Fic with named male MC whose body is possessed by Lucio and the M5 have to figure out how to save the MC. Summary is:

"When the bonds of love breaks and you're willing to do anything to bring back your better half from the shadows of death, sometimes you do things that come back to bite you in the ass. Now the body of a dead man is possessed by the Devil's pawn, and making plans for a not-so-fun future. How long will it take for the people around him to realize the truth? And how long before it's too late to save the real Verek and stop Lucio's plot?"

Cracks in the Known - A worldbuilding fic for The Arcana involving mystery and a mix of angst and fluff, with established Julian/MC relationship, non-human races, cultural development for Vesuvia, etc. Mostly to warm up and get creative juices flowing for Something Borrowed. Summary is:

"As silence falls over Vesuvia and the light of day turns to sudden darkness, something beyond the known and deep within the realms stirs. The place of both chaos and balance in which the realms reside holds secrets ever-changing, known not even to the Arcana as they stare upon the mortal world. A blip in the backs of their eternal essence. A presence unseen and unfelt but barely. Not acknowledged. Timeless and finite, aware and not, both angry and fearful. Villain. Prophet. Loud. Voiceless.

What fate awaits those that stare through the cracks in the known?"

#note to self #the arcana game #need to keep track... tumblr posting the shortlist is easiest for that personally

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So I've been distracting myself when I can't sleep with a game of crusader kings 3 and.. girl help im being seduced by the riksgodi.

#I didn't realize it was my RIKSGODI #until this popped up on my screen #I thought it was just some guy but no! He's a member of my counsel! #The Riksgodi is classified as the realm priest for those unaware #Girl help #Ah #Sex mention #? #I mean its mostly implied but also #Kind of not at all subtle #This game is wild though #Im gay with nine kids #One grandkid #My lover is my neighboring ruler #My wife was called out as a heathen #My Riksgodi is labeled as a 'spineless atheist' in his character page #You know. The religious head within my realm. An atheist #He's called spineless bc he has the craven personality trait #not the arcana #He's also 50 so like.. old man trying to Get It #Go grandpa

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the funeral is next week but I don't think I'll be able to bring myself to go. The last funeral I attended resulted in me being practically catatonic from just pure sadness for a week. I don't think I could stand to see another loved one like that. I'm doing a little better. Not Great, but better. I'm trying to get back into writing what I'd been working on before I heard the bad news. And I did get an ao3 account set up tonight, whenever I get something posted there I'll of course link here on my blog. uh. yeah. I guess I'm back to my semi-activeness? Wasn't gone that long but I'm not surprised, I don't like being absent from most things for long periods of time when bad things happen, because it just makes me feel worse.

#funeral mention #feeling a little mopey but that's to be expected I guess #I've always been a very emotionally sensitive person #doesn't take a lot to upset me

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He unfortunately just passed. Hopped up on morphine for his pain and. Barely coherent. I uh. I might be gone for a little longer than I originally anticipated. This is a lot.

Im not going to be active for a few days. We just got news from the hospital a loved one has been staying at that he has a few days at most before he passes. He broke his hip and was poorly cared for after surgery, resulting in a giant wound in his back. Hes been in hospice care for a week and we were called today to come and say our goodbyes. Im a little shaken up so. Yeah. A few days to a week.

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Im not going to be active for a few days. We just got news from the hospital a loved one has been staying at that he has a few days at most before he passes. He broke his hip and was poorly cared for after surgery, resulting in a giant wound in his back. Hes been in hospice care for a week and we were called today to come and say our goodbyes. Im a little shaken up so. Yeah. A few days to a week.

#Death mention #hospice

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Ohohohohoho the potential in this au is amazing 👏. And god, this au in particular i think works out especially well for Muriel's route? And like... what if the possession of the LI itself takes place as they're freeing mc? It would make the switch more convincing, and easier for a frustrated (and potentially enraged?) Lucio to keep up the act. 🤌 your idea of it happening during the masquerade is perfect too. Its been a little since I've played but doesn't the masquerade last a couple days/nights? I think it was mentioned once... maybe in Lucio's route since that's the first one I played through. If that's the case then having a possessed LI try to convince everyone to keep the masquerade going, in hopes that he can both party like he desires to so very much- and so he can fulfill his end of the bargain with the Devil and get himself out of the oopsie he got himself into.

So! Timeline of events thus far;

MC dies of plague, asra returns. Tries to bring them back via botched ritual for Lucio. Lucio either knows about the betrayal because of demons/devil telling him and scheming beforehand, or he doesn't know until after and schemes with devil over the course of a few days to a year max (leaning towards the latter). Lucio possesses MC's body and traps them in the realms (maybe a similar situation to asra's parents, maybe wandering the realms unable to escape?). Lucio keeps up the act well until people start catching onto the devil's plans, most likely only a short time before the masquerade occurs. (Since Lucio is technically among the living again in mc's body, I think it's possible for Morga to appear at some point. Which opens up a lot of possibilities on its own). Either he gets officially caught out before or during the masquerade due to hubris and mild panic throwing him off his act. If beforehand he hides but can't resist actually going to the masquerade (attempting to hide behind some ornate mask or other). If during he causes a scene and in both scenarios the proceeding devil shenanigans take them into the realms where they officially rescue the real mc, at which point Lucio possesses the main LI of mc as they're making their way too easy escape. Thereafter resulting in him trying to keep up a new act while frustrated and possibly very very angry.

still thinking about @that-boy-needs-therapy's body possession au and....... what if the plot was all the same (TLDR; lucio can mimic others while possessing their body and tricks the LI's into thinking they're the apprentice) except instead of possessing mc, he possesses the LI's midway through their route/at the masquerade

#A midway through scenario sounds interesting too... #Like #He slips up because of his hubris and pride #They all immediately know something is wrong #Chaos ensues as Lucio tries to cause as much trouble as possible to throw them off their game #He gets caught->they travel to the realms via asra's help->save mc and main LI gets possessed as they leave #Similar situation as the masquerade events but with more time for Lucio to set things in motion for the devil #And convincing everyone around him (especially mc) that everything is normal until his big reveal at the masquerade #Which is promptly followed by another rescue attempt this time for one of the LIs #And everyone trying to save the world from the devil's bullshit #Possession au #body snatcher au #This was supposed to be a short reply but my brain goes into hyperdrive over this au lmao #So many ideas...... I need to type out a plot summary so I can remember everything while I write.

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A teaser from the first chapter of the body snatcher/possession au fic (still no official name u_u)

""He tries to stop himself from getting closer, something foreboding wriggling in his chest. Something is wrong- this isn't a dream anymore. He knows those eyes but- where? Who? The young man takes too long thinking on it, now inches from the violent gaze. Those eyes stare into his very soul and fear grips at Verek's heart. Why, why?

“Goodnight” A voice says, and suddenly all is black. Then a blink, and red architecture fills his vision.

Someone else wakes in his body.""

#body snatcher au #possession au #Named apprentice #male apprentice #a bit verbose but hopefully that'll get fixed when i get to editing #the chapter so far is verbose but this snippet isn't so bad