Dec. 20th, 2020

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Happy Sunday! I’m finally on winter break, and I took a few days off from writing. I hope that I’m able to finish the year strong, but if I end up hibernating, I’m proud that I wrote so much this year and that I met my GYWO goal.

I think work + troll nonsense + looming holidays are taking a bigger toll than anticipated, but I’m just going to push through because time goes on and things will get better.

And in that vein, here is a little bit of the totally angsty fic from my modern witch/magic AU that I keep rewriting in my head. Hopefully soon, I will be able to make all of you sad as well. ^_^

“He’s in a really good mood right now,” Wen Qing says. “There are a couple of kids from the university here, psychology students, and they brought therapy dogs. Mingjue has been playing with the sweetest, dopiest Saint Bernard you ever saw.”

“Yeah? And they’re still here?”


“In the courtyard. Shall we go see them?”


It’s been weeks since Huaisang has seen his da-ge really smile. “Please.”

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