A POST A DAY

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A POST A DAY

So Noxx is doing a Drawing a Day goal for the year, and she inspired me to do the same!

Except I want to try and write more and sharpen my skills, so I'm challenging myself to do either a post or a drabble/fic a day!

Now I am technically starting a day late since I didn't decide to do it until today...but I posted twice tonight to make up for it! 8D I will update this thread every day and link to the posts I've made, or the drabbles/fics I've written!

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JANUARY

JAN 01. [Hadn't started yet! xD Posted x2 on Jan 2nd].
JAN 02. Devin, Of Hide and Seek & Adelina, The Long Road Ahead
JAN 03. Devin, Of Hide and Seek
JAN 04. Ira, On the Mend
JAN 05. Ethan, Boy You Fine! Let's Drink Some Moonshine!
JAN 06. Digg, My Poison is Your Remedy
JAN 07. Sascha, Home Sweet Home..?
JAN 08. Ethan, Boy You Fine! Let's Drink Some Moonshine!
JAN 09. Domino, Never Cry
JAN 10. Sascha, Home Sweet Home..?
JAN 11. Ethan, Boy, You Fine! Let's Drink Some Moonshine!

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{JAN 12. GIs and Butterflies (Short Fic)}

“You really like this girl, huh?”

Hector glanced up at Redd but didn’t meet his eyes, a knot forming in his throat as he thought about admitting the truth. He swallowed it and nodded rapidly, eyes darting back to his notebook. He tried not to grow desperate at the sight of the blank pages staring back at him.
It was a terrifying thing, having this emotional connection he had never experienced before with a woman. He couldn’t quite describe the way she made him feel, though he’d tried about a hundred times; 95 to be exact. She made him feel light-headed, a bit queasy—but it was a different kind of queasy, a good kind. Redd had said it was good when it felt like butterflies where flappin’ around in your stomach. Hector didn’t exactly enjoy the thought of insects spawning in his GI tract, but he supposed he could see the strange sentiment in the phrase.

Mikurei was different. She had been from the first time they’d met. She was shy in the beginning, and from what he’d observed slightly awkward around her fellow ring-mates. Not as awkward as he understood himself to be of course, but he rather liked the idea that there was someone else who had difficulties navigating the social strata of the Fulsi.

Hector glanced back at Redd when he noticed his brother staring at him impatiently, waiting for an answer. Hector cleared his throat and focused on a spot on Redd’s forehead, just above his eyes and tried to work out his request. It was progress at least.

“I wanna do somethin’ for her. Somethin’ different. I seen movies where the men sweep women off they feet with they grand roman’ic gestures. But every time I try to do somethin’ like that for her it jus’ come out wrong,” he said, grimacing at the thought of his last attempt. Perhaps performing an exploratory post-mortem on a bird in front of her hadn’t been the best idea. But he’d wanted to share something with her, something that he enjoyed…not that he necessarily enjoyed carving into dead bodies, but the thrill of the hunt for cause of death, the fire he used to get as a surgical intern, he’d hoped that she would see the beauty in it and find him interesting.

“Yeah…I don’t think the stink of a dead animal really fans the flames ‘a passion, Heck.” Redd said with a grin. “I got some tips for ya though.” Redd paused, shaking his head. “You should probably take notes.”

Mikurei: SEIJA-CHAN Redd: Noxx

JAN 13. -
JAN 14. Sascha, Home Sweet Home..?
JAN 15. oops
JAN 16. ooops
JAN 17. oooops
JAN 18. ooooops
JAN 19. oooooops
JAN 20. ooooooops
JAN 21. oooooooops
JAN 22. Sascha, Home Sweet Home..?, Yahweh, Warily We Roll Along