Hello friends, I come to you in the aftermath of birthweekend to tell you that I have survived and that I finally finished watching Legend of Korra season three. That was my real birthday gift to myself… on top of all of the other birthday gifts I got for myself because 2021 has been rough.
So here’s quick run down of what birthday looked like:
Usually, I save the SotS
statements for the end of the year.
But this year, I have been kind
of overcome by how fucking much happened between my last birthday and
this one and I kind of need to talk about how much I’ve done and gone through.
Friends, I am always somewhat
surprised to make it another full rotation around the sun. For various reasons –
physical health issues, my fear of accidents, one or more bad flights – I always
wake up on the morning of my birthday like “huh, I made it”.
There’s a werewolf in Granny’s kitchen and Red doesn’t know where to start asking questions. But this surprise visitor might just wind up being the best thing in Red’s life.
Note: I started (hand) writing this story near the end of last year. It’s been in the works for way longer than that. I wanted to write the werewolf story that I wasn’t seeing in the world: a story where a cute and tiny Black werewolf gets the (big and buff) girl and then – They get another girlfriend. This is one of the most self indulgent thing that y’all will see from me this year, especially if you dodged listening to the A/B/O post on Patreon. Thank you for coming along on my journey for yet another year. I love y’all like my little bossy werewolf loves baking. ❤
Red isn’t expecting the wolf that she finds in her
grandmother’s sunny kitchen. It’s not like she’s never seen a werewolf before,
this part of the country is lousy with them. However, Red has never seen a
werewolf in her grandmother’s house
before. Not with how… complicated the relationships are between her grandmother
and the local packs.
Hell, Red has even worked with a few werewolves at the zoos
she’s been working at across the years. They’re the best people to have at your
side when dealing with the natural wolves that many zoos have, and they can
handle the heavier predators.
The werewolf bending down in front of the oven doesn’t look
like any of the werewolves that Red has worked with before. For one thing, Red
thinks to herself as she watches the werewolf straighten up to a not-so
intimidating height, this is the shortest werewolf Red has ever seen. She
barely comes up to Red’s shoulders and she seems like such a tiny little thing.
Gold eyes meet green ones.
At some point during Red’s distracted observation, the
werewolf has turned to face her. Oh, and what a face. Deep brown skin, high
cheekbones and an upturned nose.
Okay so obviously, it’s October and that means it’s birthmonth!
I’ll be 26 on the 24th and that’s AWESOME!
As usual, if you feel like dropping money on me (but again, you absolutely don’t have to), I have an Amazon wishlist with books I want to read that’s basically the only thing I’m super into right now as I live up to life as a Lit major.
I don’t have that much planned for Birthmonth because it neatly coincides with everything I have to do being due (I’m talking three papers, the form for my thesis (sort of), multiple reviews, and 5000 words of fiction), but I’m hopeful that with the help of my dear friend Vi, my short story “Breaking and Entering” will be up and illustrated by then.
No promises of course, because life can get busy in the worst of ways, but I’m super hopeful that y’all will finally get to see the story that I’ve been working on for over a year.
I love birthdays but there’s something special about this one. It’s weird because essentially, I’m kind of stuck in life. I don’t have a job and I’m worried that my grad school goals are unobtainable. I’m not in the best place (or even the place that I wanted to be in) and I have every right to be upset about that.
But I woke up yesterday morning and I was happy. I’m talking ridiculously and obnoxiously happy. Even more-so than I usually am about birthdays. There’s something about turning twenty-five that makes me want to cling to hope and happiness. I’m trying to tell myself that I’m going to do my best with the next twelve months and make something of myself – or at least learn to drive because this is ridiculous.
And a part of that comes from the people around me. This birthday, I was reminded that I am loved. Not just because several of my friends bought me gifts or because my former coworkers took me out to lunch, but because so many people popped by my inbox with birthday wishes or left me comments telling me that they cared. It always sounds a bit overdramatic when I say that I don’t know where I’d be without my friends, but that doesn’t make it any less true.
So thank you friends on the internet and otherwise for making this birthday an extra special one. If you commented, messaged/tweeted me, or just looked at my screen name and went “Oh hey, I hope this nub’s having a good birthday”, thank you. You’re awesome!
Now – On to some specific thanks under the cut because some people really kind of knocked my socks off with how amazing they were and I need to share that. Read More »
Title: A thousand masks Fandom: Batman (Comics) Pairing/Characters: Harvey Dent/Bruce Wayne, Gilda Chen, Silver St. Cloud Rating: Mature/Low R Length: 7600 words Summary:
After eight years abroad, Bruce Wayne comes back into Gotham just in time to celebrate the new year.
Apparently, being Gotham City’s hard-partying prodigal son is hard work, and Bruce seems to have no time for a lowly ADA. Even if said ADA is probably the only real friend that Bruce even has left in this godforsaken city.
Four weeks to the day after his arrival back in Gotham, Bruce waltzes into Harvey’s office on the third floor of the District Attorney’s office as though it hasn’t been a month of Harvey playing phone tag and dealing out assorted excuses. Contains: Unhealthy relationship, mild sexual content, angst
Beta Credit: My friends Meeya and Fleet who are amazing, patient, and insightful beta readers. Without them, I couldn’t have gotten this story to its full potential.
Notes: Originally written and posted for Birthmonth 2014, this is probably the one piece of fiction that I’m eternally proud of and super pissed over how fandom never quite registered my talents or the ship’s strength. Since it’s Birthmonth 2015 now, I decided to put it up here on my blog so that other people could read it because I think it’s just fabulous!
This story draws a bit heavily from Frank Miller’s Batman: Year One and is technically canon compliant. It also makes subtle nods to numerous parts of canon aside from B:YO including a few bits I got from the Batman Files.
There’s also a bit of lowkey racebending going on. As always, my Harvey Dent is biracial and in this incarnation, is played by a young Mark Taylor. On top of that, I decided to play a bit with my Gilda headcanons since she’s so underused by canon and slipped some of that into the story as well. In my head, she’s played by Guo Xue Fu (thanks in part to a recent marathon session of one of her dramas).