I Don't Know Much But I Know I Want To Give Jaheira More Kids

Speed running act 1 so I can see her sooner

I had to drive to Baltimore (Maryland) and back today. It was a 10-hour drive round trip. I did not have a fun time. However, I did see this monstrosity:

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The European stereotype of American ice cube consumption is sadly accurate as I’ve just realized I have at least 28 ice cubes in my water cup. The Europeans would kick me out if I ever tried to cross the pond, I fear.

How do fanfic writers feel knowing that people might have been masturbating to their work?

I need nine fingers to call me a good girl and eat me out on her desk. I think that would fix me.

I decided to hop on tumblr because of @thecubspeaks

I read all of their Jaheira x Nine-Fingers fics (every single one like they were ambrosia and I was a starving goddess) and was immediately consumed by the ship. It landed me here. The creatures on tumblr (said affectionately) are far nicer than the humans I have to deal with in real life.

About a year ago, I started talking to one of the best RP partners I've ever had. It all began thanks to one of my longfics. They told me that, during the couple of months it took me to finish it, receiving the notification that I posted was to them like a sign that it'd be a good day.

A couple of months ago, one of my readers invited me to a Discord server about writing they created. I haven't interacted much with other people on the server, but we've been chatting pretty much everyday. They've gifted me some really cool stuff and, even more important than that, they've told me my stories have kept them company now that they feel disconnected from most of their writing buddies.

This morning I woke up to a message by another reader. They're going through pretty serious health issues and thanked me for writing my fluffy series because it's become their comfort through these terrifying times.

What am I trying to say with all of this? WRITE. Just keep writing. Write your silly, self-indulgent stories. Pour your heart and soul in every single one of them. Even if you don't think they're good enough. Even if you believe no-one else is interested in reading them. Do it. You have no idea how many days you may be improving, how many smiles you may be causing.

And no, the fact that it's only fanfic doesn't mean them any less worthy or "not real writing." It's still art. Your art.

Oh, and if you're on the other side, if you're one of those who have been touched by a story, let us know. Tell your authors how they made you laugh or how you felt less lonely because of them. This is exactly why we write.

I need Nine-Fingers to fuck me senseless

bbc.com

Face of 75,000-year-old Neanderthal woman revealed

Scientists build a 3D model of one of our evolutionary cousins from the pieces of a shattered skull.

What would it be like to meet one of our closest human relatives from 75,000 years ago in the flesh? Scientists have produced a remarkable reconstruction of what a Neanderthal woman would have looked like when she was alive. It is based on the flattened, shattered remains of a skull whose bones were so soft when excavated they had the consistency of "a well-dunked biscuit". Researchers first had to strengthen the fragments before reassembling them. Expert palaeoartists then created the 3D model. The representation appears in a new BBC Studios documentary for Netflix called Secrets of the Neanderthals, which examines what we know about our long-lost evolutionary cousins, who became extinct about 40,000 years ago.

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