Whumptober: Days Twenty-Nine through Thirty-One

Day Twenty-Nine: Defiance, “Better me than you," Leverage, another (teeny) installment in the werewolf!Eliot 'verse. Hardison catches a bullet meant for Eliot.

Day Thirty: Hair Grabbing, “Please don’t touch me," MCU, Thor's hair encounters some very sticky mad science, and he gets help detangling it from an unexpected quarter.

Day Thirty-One: Comfort, MCU, Endgame, as performed by child!Avengers versus bully!Thanos.

Holy fishsticks! I did it! Thirty-one days! And, according to the AO3 count, 70,477 words posted! I don't remember my record for total word count back when I did NaNoWriMo. But this certainly has to be up there for most words I've written in a month. That nearly doubled my total word count for my whole AO3 account and added five new fandoms to my written works.

Did I exhaust myself, sacrifice both life necessities and hobbies alike to make room for this, and generally stress myself out? Absolutely. Do I have any regrets? No. Will I revisit some of these fragments to turn them into full stories? ...Possibly. ✪ ω ✪

Food Fest - fills completed

Playing catch-up on fills again.

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Fall Festival

Posting late, but here's my mixed topic card for Fall Festival.

Invisible Man	Ghost	Anatomically Impossible	Spare Parts	We Named It Dave
Razor Blades	Goblins	Leaves	Spooky	Summoning
Raisins	Don't Turn on the Light	FREE SPACE	Skeleton	The Monster’s Zipper is Showing
Party	The Call is Coming From Inside the House	I Got The Instructions off eHow/Pinterest	Double feature	Kitsune
Severed Limbs/Body Parts	Body Paint	Chocolate	Frankenstein’s Monster	It Started with a Freak Accident

Lake Lewisia #891

He peeled out of his clothing, stepped out of his skin, and shrugged off the layers of muscle and fat and the tight bands of connective tissue. At last, he stood in his bones only, locked away behind flesh for so long that they no longer shone with the sun-bleached paleness they once had. Freed again, he began to dance, and if his movements still carried too much muscle memory, well, he would remember how to be bare bones soon enough.

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LL#891