ohmygodohmygod you already have a title for the next chapter!!!! cant wait!!!
see it as me being too excited to finally be able to write properly and trying to compensate for the lack of content in the past two months.
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THE FIRST DRAFT IS DONE!!!!!!!!!!
I'm crying, at this point...
The first draft of the Prof!AU Love in Verses is officially done!!! All 44 chapters are complete!!!
The posting schedule will be posted next week!!!
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I rise from the ashes because we got shadowgast content and this is super rough but is part of a longer thing I'm working on
In familiar practised motions, Essek draws his hands together and then apart, drawing energy between them ready to catch his words.
“Caleb, I have activated the Tower. Your company would be welcome, we should talk. I have information both expected and not,” says Essek, voice soft in the room. There are no watchers, he confirmed that earlier, but years of habit are hard to break. He’s aware there are but a few words left of his allowance and can feel the thrum of it still waiting. And then, he adds, “You are missed, Liebling.”
He releases the magic and feels it hover for a moment, and then it’s gone, snaking its way across the miles to the intended recipient. At least this time he is sure it will arrive, with the communications being restored and working again. He still feels lingering unease at all those weeks when messages fizzled out, when scrying failed to find its target, when he could only be sure of what was in front of him and what he could find with his own two feed.
While he waits for the response—staying for now, on this plane (there is no need to test the stability of sending right now)—he pulls silver thread from his component pouch and dutifully threads it around the room. He doubts the Hells will disturb him, but he would still like to be warned about it. As he ties it off and sets the ward, he feels the swirl of dunamis a moment before it hits the back of his throat and Caleb’s voice enters his mind.
I am relieved to hear from you. I… may take a little while until I can get away but I will be there. Don’t wait up.
Essek chuckles at the last words and can imagine the look on Caleb’s face as he says them. It’s an old refrain between them, one born of habit and familiarity across many late nights and moments where one waits for the other, despite the fact Essek does not sleep and Caleb sleeps too much at tables and on couches.
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BAM. KISSING BOOTH. HE’S PAN. DON’T ASK. I WANT GAY SHIT. (sorry I’m downright bad-)
IM SORRYYYYY HE DOESNT HAVE A FULL BODY REF BUT SOMEDAY I WILL MAKE ONE JUST YOU WAIT 😭😭😭😭
BAM. KISSED BOOTH. HE'S GAY. ONLY ASKING ONE QUESTION: DID I HIT THE GAY QUOTA FOR HAVE I LET THE GAYS DOWN? (AND ON PRIDE MONTH, OF ALL MONTHS?!)
NO SORRIES WE MAKE IT WORK, WE MAKE IT WORK!!
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