Chapter Summary: Suzie is trying to help an abandoned muse get back together with its artist, but the artist has strong reasons for not wanting to draw any more. Torn between doing what’s right for the ex artist or helping the muse, Suzie is going to need some advice in order to make the best decision.
My Magic Grandpa is a paranormal fantasy adventure that takes place in the 90s, go check it out!
Can’t post physical link or tumblr will hide these posts from searches.
1) a very simple and genuine “i like your shoelaces”, which tells me that you are either a lesbian or a very cool ally
2) “i like your shoelaces” followed by the pronounced grimace of one recalling their past sins, which tells me that you were a 2012 tumblr user. i now hold the power in this conversation and you are at my mercy.
if you know about 2012 tumblr how do you hold any power in any conversation
well, stucky fanfic url, the trick is to not let them know that you are also cringe
This isn’t related to anything really but after I got top surgery the whole left side of my chest has been kind of numb. Not like so numb I can’t feel anything at all, but more like how it feels to touch your leg after its fallen asleep. I can feel it but it’s very mild, so if I get an itch there it’s actually super hard for me to pinpoint exactly where it is to take care of it. This is just one of those things that might happen, so there’s not really anything that can be done about it now. It’s not causing any problems or anything, it just feels weird.
feeling on my right side of my chest has been dulled since they did surgery to fix my collapsed lung 8 years ago
one of the attorneys at work just walked into another one’s office and I faintly heard him go “is that a SKELETON?”
They have named her Rose
Two of the other attorneys have now dressed her up in clothing
I came in this morning and someone had positioned her right outside my cubicle…
ominous
hilarious update: it turns out that the attorney was on an important zoom call all morning, so she put the skeleton under the proximity sensor that controls the lights for this section of the office so they wouldn’t turn off mid-call
attorney: [places a six foot tall plastic skeleton under the proximity sensor]
