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clevermanka) wrote2021-02-10 09:49 am
clevermanka) wrote2021-02-10 09:49 am
Wednesday
My commitment to daily reading continues, and as a result, I have a fic rec! This was full of gorgeous language, soft feels, and sweet sexy times. There is a bit of hair-braiding and hair care in this, too, even though it's not tagged as such.
a token of devotion (13629 words) by Cross_d_a
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan
Characters: Zhao Yunlan, Shěn Wēi, Dà Qìng
Additional Tags: Ye Olde Haixing Era, Misunderstandings, Oblivious Zhao Yunlan, Courtship, Gift Giving, Getting Together, Possessive Behavior, Pining, Smut, First Time, Day 1 Prompt: Gifts/Memories/Past, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff, just a bit of Angst
Summary:Ten thousand years in the distant past, Zhao Yunlan unknowingly begins to court a young Shen Wei.
I've been doing well with my checklists. Had to skip one of yesterday's activities, though. I included "art" as a Before 5 task, hoping it would motivate me to finish the art cards, but I didn't have the energy to haul out my materials. I'd put all my papercraft stuff away to have a clear workspace for the Monday afternoon fiberart class I'm taking online and getting everything back out was too daunting. I thought about getting things set up today so I could work on them tomorrow, but I'm still really tired. Not knowing what's causing this current wave of fatigue is frustrating. Waking up tired for multiple days (weeks, months, years) in a row is demoralizing.
Had a bit of an emotional blow after Monday's class when I realized these new techniques I'm using will never be used to make myself a dance costume. Not because they're not applicable, but because I'm never going to make another costume that I'll perform in. That was a difficult and unpleasant reminder and I'm still dealing with it. So that might be part of it (another tire on the depression garbage fire), but it certainly isn't the only thing. It's even hard to think about it. Not just in a sad/don't wanna way, but rather my mind just sorta... slips off and away from any sort of intense focus.
If nothing else, I would at least like my brain back. It took me nearly three days just to type an email toundeadrobins, asking for plot help with one of my WIPs. I'm diligently taking notes from my tarot study book, but none of it's sticking so it feels like a bit of a pointless exercise. I soldier on, though, hoping that when my brain does come back, it'll have miraculously held onto some of the few things I've shoved in there.
Thank dogsthe_lucky_nun (BLESS YOU BB) came by yesterday to shovel my driveway. If I'd had to deal with that I would've been flat-out in bed probably for the rest of the week. At least I'm sitting upright on the couch with the capability to dress and feed myself. Small victories, friends. Small victories and big favors are currently getting me through this existence.
a token of devotion (13629 words) by Cross_d_a
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan
Characters: Zhao Yunlan, Shěn Wēi, Dà Qìng
Additional Tags: Ye Olde Haixing Era, Misunderstandings, Oblivious Zhao Yunlan, Courtship, Gift Giving, Getting Together, Possessive Behavior, Pining, Smut, First Time, Day 1 Prompt: Gifts/Memories/Past, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff, just a bit of Angst
Summary:Ten thousand years in the distant past, Zhao Yunlan unknowingly begins to court a young Shen Wei.
I've been doing well with my checklists. Had to skip one of yesterday's activities, though. I included "art" as a Before 5 task, hoping it would motivate me to finish the art cards, but I didn't have the energy to haul out my materials. I'd put all my papercraft stuff away to have a clear workspace for the Monday afternoon fiberart class I'm taking online and getting everything back out was too daunting. I thought about getting things set up today so I could work on them tomorrow, but I'm still really tired. Not knowing what's causing this current wave of fatigue is frustrating. Waking up tired for multiple days (weeks, months, years) in a row is demoralizing.
Had a bit of an emotional blow after Monday's class when I realized these new techniques I'm using will never be used to make myself a dance costume. Not because they're not applicable, but because I'm never going to make another costume that I'll perform in. That was a difficult and unpleasant reminder and I'm still dealing with it. So that might be part of it (another tire on the depression garbage fire), but it certainly isn't the only thing. It's even hard to think about it. Not just in a sad/don't wanna way, but rather my mind just sorta... slips off and away from any sort of intense focus.
If nothing else, I would at least like my brain back. It took me nearly three days just to type an email to
undeadrobins, asking for plot help with one of my WIPs. I'm diligently taking notes from my tarot study book, but none of it's sticking so it feels like a bit of a pointless exercise. I soldier on, though, hoping that when my brain does come back, it'll have miraculously held onto some of the few things I've shoved in there.Thank dogs
the_lucky_nun (BLESS YOU BB) came by yesterday to shovel my driveway. If I'd had to deal with that I would've been flat-out in bed probably for the rest of the week. At least I'm sitting upright on the couch with the capability to dress and feed myself. Small victories, friends. Small victories and big favors are currently getting me through this existence.
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and thanks for the fic rec! I recognize the author's name from some Lost Tomb stuff, will check out.
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