Thursday, 1 August 2024

spindizzy: I feel like I spent the whole day fighting guys in rubber suits! D: (I feel like I've fought fake aliens)
Managed to dodge it for four years! Masked up the entire fucking time! Was convinced that work was where Covid was going to get me, what with the whole "We can get like 6000 people through the doors in a day" thing!

No. Two of Lex's coworkers tested positive after a work event, and here we are.

I'm mainly mad because I did everything right and STILL got the damn plague, but also because I got the damn plague while I'm off work anyway so I'm not even getting time off for it! I just wasted my holiday from work being asleep! Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Like, I mainly felt like I had the gnarliest cold there has ever been? Sore throat, trying desperately not to cough because it made my brain throb, bouncing between sleeping ALL OF THE TIME and not being able to sleep at all, because it was also shark week. In case there wasn't enough injury for this insult. e_____________________________e

I'm okay now, Lex is okay now, but UGH. Covid is bullshit and I hate it.
spindizzy: Sypha resting her head on Trevor's shoulder (*naps*)
In something completely different, I have been sitting on this fic draft since April 2021 and finally finished it because my sleep cycle is a mess and apparently 3am is the perfect time for finally editing a fic I've been putting off. Title from I Miss You by Blink 182; shout out to AO3's tag system seeing me type "Blink" (for "Blink and you miss it OT3 agenda") and immediately going "No, wait, I know EXACTLY where you're going with this." Truly, it saved me when I realised I had ABSOLUTELY no idea what to title this.

Castlevania | I cannot dream tonight
G | 1121 words | Alucard, Trevor, and Sypha (hence blink and you miss it OT3 agenda) | No warnings | Set post season 2, ignores everything after that because I still haven't seen it.

Alucard woke up as his door crashed open, sword flying out of its sheath before he fully opened his eyes. It arced across the room in a flash of silver, and Alucard managed to stay its motion just before it skewered Belmont in the doorway. Not that Belmont seemed to care at all; he batted the sword out of the way like he might have done a cobweb.


Alucard is just trying to sleep. Everyone keeps piling into his bed.

Read more... )