I just checked the ASOIAF timeline and it was approximately 2 months between the bread riots and when Sansa finally thanked Sandor for saving her life. OMG YIKES! So much worse than I initially thought.
Two fuckin’ months elapsed. They both could have died that day. Then two months later – and she doesn’t even seek him out mind you. She bumps into him by accident – she gives him a super formal wall of courtesy “thank you” as if he just watered her plants while she was on vacation. Fuck, even watering plants is worth an Applebee’s giftcard. The Hound didn’t even get that much.
HOLY SHIT SANSA! No wonder the Hound was SALTY AF. Guuuuurrl, we need to talk.
That moment when you get to talk to your love for 10 minutes because they’ve only got a small window of wifi time and it feels like not enough but soon you’ll get to talk to them for hours because you’re gonna go visit them.
I’ve been having pain in my shoulder for close to two months, and found out today it’s because I’ve partially dislocated my rib somehow. Until everything relaxes enough for the rib to slip back into place, I’m going to be really slow posting potentially. I’m still here if anyone needs anything, but posts may stop showing up for a small bit.
the next time you feel like youve run out of time to do something you want/have to do, just know that ive written an entire 3 page essay + presented it an hour before it was due during band by pretending to be too sick to play (we were given a month to finish it), and made two separate fully coloured pieces for an art contest the day before the deadline.
HALLELUJAH HALLELUJAH LET THERE BE REJOICING FOR ON THIS DAY JUNE 2 I HAVE FINISHED WRITING CHAPTER 4 OF THE BANG FIC
it still needs to be edited because I’ve been working on it since before the last chapter was posted and haven’t read the whole thing through since but IT IS DONE. Should be up by the end of the weekend, Tuesday at the absolute latest. It kicked my butt and it’s full of matchmaking shenanigans and space politics and I’m so excited to put it out there
Fareeha was as undercover as she allowed herself to be. Helix needed someone to keep an eye on a suspect— someone they might believe to be part of Talon. Not having any deployments or missions made Fareeha bored out of her mind, so anything that would get her out of her stuffy office would be good. And so, the luck that would follow of finding her in a bar, sitting two seats away from her, was quite convenient. ❝Come here often?❞