two more scenes and I'll be finished with the me2 portions of this fic! and then move onto me3 and post!me3 it's already on page 30 now. I...i miscalculated how long this was gonna be. like. i GRAVELY miscalculated. and the thing is, i keep going 'oh and THIS thing too. that needs to go in there' so it just...keeps getting longer. i thought this was gonna be a one shot. it's not gonna be a one shot.
I'm on page 42 we've not even been to the consensus yet (though that's up next) I thought i might clock this thing in at 70 pages but... i might not....
oh god i started this on may 4th i've been at this for ten days and 4fucking2 pages WHY IS MY BRAIN LIKE THAT NO WONDER MY WRIST IS LIKE 'YO SLOW DOWN WOMAN'
no consistent writing speed, we get carpal tunnel's LIKE MEN and then don't produce anything new for at least 2 years because why not
Legion: returned Admirals: threatened TIME FOR THE CITADEL PARTY. And porn. Ohhh boy will there be porn. I'm gonna find out how far i can stretch this concept and ENJOY doing it It is kink indulgence time and god itself could not stop or shame me
Did i write this entire thing because i wanted to write a very specific sex scene? Maybe so. But you can't prove it.
I thought i was gonna write the Party tomorrow but nope, writing it now. My brain is so obsessing about this entire thing???
Shrapnel, baby I wanted to do some sewing tiday but my pinkie still hurts and i don't need it to type on the phone, so...typing it is...
Other friend has read yesterday's sadness Cursed me and called me a fiend. I think i got this one down right
added yesterday's everything to the doc, plus some additional. robot threesome: ACHIEVED page:63. Still not even through me3. I... how does this keep getting longer???
I have straaaaaaaawberries the supermarket had them on sale for 3 bucks/500g so I'm gonna just sit here and devour a freaking pond of strawberries
