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(did i wholesale forget this account existed? yes. see you in eleven months.)

blood / moon

The only thing I care about right now are my avocado babies.

Look, I HATE being ill but if I have to be, this is the kind of day for it.

Cursed by wizards (a rhinovirus) on the long weekend, absolutely outrageous.

A landscape oriented image: a patch of reflected sunlight on a blue wall. The light is very pale cream, bordered by dark blue-grey shadows. Lighter glacial blue tones surround it, fading out into the background of the photo.

A portrait oriented image: a patch of reflected sunlight on a blue wall. The light is a pinky cream, with grey toned smudges beneath it, becoming very murky in the bottom right corner. A soft grey blue fills the top third of the photo.

Equinox sunset making abstract art on my walls (i may paint this one day)

Yeahhh, fully support this approach!

I turned them off because seeing them there also triggered my inbuilt need to win at everything, and it was giving me heart palpitations 🤣

LRT the only art I’m gonna share these days is by people who don’t try and tell you what to do with your shipping business 😌 (Romantic, bless you, OP.)

Drawing in digital ink of Palamedes Sextus and Camilla Hect, from The Locked Tomb books. Palamedes is walking to the front, his eyes not visible behind his round glasses. He's holding a book on one arm and the other on his free hand. He wears a dark t-shirt that says "SLUTS" and with smaller letters "sexy librarian under tremendous stress". Camilla is walking at his side. And she looks surprised and alarmed at Palamedes t-shirt. She wears a formal short sleeved shirt under a vest.

Cam is flabbergasted 💥

Thank you tumblr for your silly ideas.
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Tags and stuff:
#tlt #thelockedtomb #palamedes #palamedessextus #camillahect #campal (platonic or romantic is up to you) #thesixthhouse

Well have a nap. Zen fire ze missiles!

Once a week I remember to update this, because once a week I go to pilates where I can forget about all the stupid problems for an hour. (Your scholar is so tired. So incredibly tired.)

I’m finished work, I did SO much pilates, and I have such wonderful people in my life/phone. Feeling very beloved on this Friday afternoon. 😌

I want to come over for gothic tea if you do

You wouldn’t finish a task

High on lovey-dovey cavalier shit*

(*finishing a draft and sending it to the bestie for beta)

A bouquet of native Australian flowers wrapped in brown paper: three pink and yellow banksias surrounding several stems of lilac kangaroo paw.

Farmer’s market fun.

Ahh Friday. This week has been rough but I’m grateful for it ending, and for the friends who think of me and get me out of my shell, even when I forget to think of them. (Also pilates. I remain so grateful for pilates.)

I simply can’t take “jazzles” seriously 😂

I do think. That I’ve found my ultimate Cam/Pal song. For the record.

Currently healing: a simultaneous love-song to one of my favourite poems/poets and one of my favourite fandom creations. I carry all of your hearts with me. 🩷

If we were on the same continent, I would be there with bells on!!

I hit that button today for a few hours 😌 Best choice.

🫂🫂

I need every family member and colleague who is currently messaging me to sit down and cease for approximately two hours, I am on the EDGE here guys. Leave me alone.

Outrageous that I have to go to the office again tomorrow, I’m sure we JUST HAD a Monday, but it has been a wonderful and productive weekend. Did some mending, read a whole ass book, finished a scene that has been tormenting me for 6 weeks (and officially hit 30k on this ever-growing fic)

Living with Greeks has taught me that gyros are whatever your heart wants at the time, in a handy carb wrapper. These definitely count.

A person who wouldn’t want to disappoint Cam by skipping a week of pilates due to public holiday, that’s who.

Pilates on a Tuesday, who am I?!