No matter the weight, no matter the weather
Yesterday I did not sleep and spent all of my functional hours working, and last night I slept, but then the evening turned into go mode and I have run out of anything else, so here is a picture of Autolycus sunlamping and Hestia obstructing the screen, taken on my phone.

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moon_custafer: "Ready for Love." I followed this fic from Tumblr to AO3; as the title suggests, it's for Singin' in the Rain (1952). Its original theme song is absolutely delightful.

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You're welcome! I am so glad it ran away with its writer.
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"We came, we saw, we lost our sleeping arrangements to a puppet."
It like the idea of them writing endless verses of “It Won’t Play In Peoria,” which can’t be recorded (at least not from another few decades) but will become a beloved staple at Hollywood parties.
At least a verse from it will be played in their universe's version of The Celluloid Closet.