Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto)

Oh, did you want me to write updates for your other 6 fics? I mean, I have NOTHING else to do!!

(((((((((ducking)))))))))))))

You’d lose all your readers.

Anyway, you can’t tell the rest of us here what your trip is?

You know, you could absolutely go back to the old days of your blog and run the first fics again. I’d LOVE that since I missed everything before April 2017 (or even later – that’s when I found you on ao3, and probably more weeks passed before I learned about your blog – because – you know – YOU DON’T LINK TO YOUR BLOG ON YOUR STORIES!!! *hint hint. I mean AGAIN *hint hint).

But seriously, that’s a real idea. I always go back and read your ao3 stories anyway and never get tired of them. I bet your readers here who HAVE read your first flashes would enjoy revisiting them.

See – that’s a real consideration to take off some of the panic stress for those last 6 november flashes. It doesn’t matter that they’re not necessarily about jealousy. The guys are ALWAYS jealous of each other. We just know that’s a part of every spirk we read, right?

Seriously- your mental health/peace is more important than those 6 final Nov flashes.

After all, we’re all panicking/stressing you for the December/Christmas stuff!!!!

Oh – did you see that meme I posted on FB that was a sign outside an optometrist office that said “Now featuring pumpkin spice eye exams”? LOL I, obviously, of course, immediately thought of you.

I know it has to have crossed your mind why I seldom tag you on my tumblr posts. It’s because you somehow seem to almost always see them anyway. But Rach has literally thousands of people who she follows and who follow her and she literally NEVER sees anything I post unless I tag her. Same for @peridotsareforever. So that’s why. I’m not leaving you out. I just know you’ll most likely see it anyway. And then wish you’ll wish you hadn’t! LOL

BTW – i msg’ed you on tumblr. But it’s boring so …. if you don’t read it, though I’d be forever scarred and crushed in spirit, it’s ok. Really. Don’t even think about it.

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