Two things I did yesterday:

1. Wrote a story:

Promise Not to Tell (at AO3)
The Raven Cycle; Ronan, Adam, Blue, Noah; g; 1280 words
Ronan hadn't expected Adam and Blue to have any secrets together.

It's a small scene that will hopefully happen so that Ronan is not left out of that particular loop. As much as I normally hate gratuitous secret-keeping as a plot-driver, I don't mind so much them keeping the prophecy(?) of his death from Gansey, but Ronan needs to be on the same "use the favor to save Gansey" page that the others are, and I feel like Noah has recused himself from having it used for him, so. I need this to happen! Though Ronan will probably be a lot angrier about it in canon. I'm also already planning not to accept an actual lasting/final death for Gansey (or anyone but Noah), even if canon goes that way.

Of course, that was not the story I was supposed to be writing. So I am still at "have a title, have some notes" for my remix. *hands*

2. Read Check Please. Since I was already behind the curve on this, I waited until people had stopped talking about it, thinking that meant it was finished. Oh no. It's not finished. It's on hiatus. Sigh. It's very charming, though. If you're not aware of it, it's a(n ongoing) webcomic about a tiny gay hockey player who bakes! Why yes, I did maybe imagine the skinny!Steve/Bucky AU while I was reading. Also, I would like a companion book of Bitty's recipes. As I said to devildoll, my birthday is in a month*! If she wanted to write me fic, it needn't be shippy. it could just be about baking. (I mean, shippy would be fine too! But I always love stories about baking.)

*literally one month from today! Mark your calendars. I know some people think it's shameless attention-mongering to announce it like this, and I guess it is, but when I was a kid, having a summer birthday meant you missed out on a lot of stuff (though in high school we celebrated half-birthdays for summer birthdays), and also my brother's birthday is the day before, and I have always been very adamant about differentiating the two. Also, I'm turning 45 this year. How did that even happen?

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Ugh, I am drinking the gross coffee from downstairs because there was no ice this morning in the ice machine to make my iced tea. And I could feel the caffeine headache starting. The guy behind the counter was like, "I haven't seen you in a really long time! Like almost a year!" and I was like, "Well, I am not supposed to have the caffeine." Which is 100% true, despite me ignoring it completely. So I didn't feel like a total liar for no longer subjecting myself to his terrible, terrible coffee, except in direst emergencies.

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