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You should see how many paper cranes I’ve folded for about 8 months. 😁
Me: I should really do some work instead of watching everything on tik tok.
My Brain: yeah you should, okay I will allow you. I want to write the next chapter of Masquerade.
My common sense: *coming out of the shadows covered in sticky notes* Y-You are going back to work?! Just a warning the sequel to Sunday Tea with The King is now on the, "it may never see the light of day" list.
Me: okay, you need a vacation. Me and brain will rough draft it, and call you back when it's done to edit it.
My Common Sense: O-okay, just in case here are is your schedule and notes.
My Brain: *being smushed by all the folders and sticky notes* huh, we are packed in notes aren't we. Also I'm move the posting schedule onto our calendar, cause that should free some space for me to summon more ideas.
I feel the need to share this or else I'll explode /hj
In my AU, Shamura was the one who cut The Lamb's head. And I mean not every single one Lambs' heads, I mean the last one, the one that became a vessel, the one we have now