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som many thigns to do but so sleepy
#📜.qi texts#compiling the things here so I can look at it when I wake up later:#I need to do my project slides#I need to play hsr#and finish the jordan fic#and do 2 more sets of nails#there's something else I was supposed to do what was it#hey speaking of unfinished fics I still have that zhongli angst one from wayyyy back. huh.#anyways I'll see you guys on saturday or something <- busy socialising all the way until friday#hope u guys r all doing well 👍👍#OH I REMEMBER NOW the thing I was supposed to do#should I study spanish french german or korean#I'm leaning to spanish but I have to research more about their exchange programmes#argh ok sleepy gn everyone#omg look at the wall of tags I heart yapping
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"In our Garden of Eden"
"I belong with you, not the earth and not the sky"
lyrics from Lips
#rare leonor jance post#i need to finish that fic#joker out#jance#joker out jan#joker out nace#jan peteh#nace jordan
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listening to Like Him by Tyler the Creator while thinking abt Hal Jordan, screaming, crying, throwing up, millions dead-
#mama i’m chasing a ghost 😭😭😭😭😭😭#i’m everything i strived to be but do i look like him 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#i don’t look like him 😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔#this is abt hal jordan and the abusive version of martin jordan and hal who wants to be like him despite everything#hal jordan#dc#green lantern#might actually inspire me to finish this fic idea i had. no not that one the other one. no the other other one.#simu’s two cents
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Rant post but like, Jordan Li is such an interesting character. They love Marie, confirmed by Derek and London, but they hardly know her. The entire show spans maybe a month at most, half of which they spent glaring at Marie, refusing to acknowledge their feelings. Because if they acknowledged them, really felt them, then they would be fucked. Truly and completely royally fucked. Because they don't know how to love, not really. They know how they want to be loved, but not how to love someone. And that's terrible for them because for them it is all consuming. They are desperate to be held and reassured at all times, and when they find someone that they think will give them that, they pour their entire heart out, no reservations.
And Marie, Marie is different than their past relationships she loves them entirely and so they give her everything they can. But Marie- she doesn't know what to do with their feelings, she hasn't been loved, felt loved, in years. Jordan is overwhelming, all consuming, everything that she should want and should be able to accept with ease, but she can't, not so soon. Jordan is too much, too fast and Marie is hesitant, wary of giving in, of getting hurt again.
Neither of them are wrong, not really. Just two, children desperate for a feeling that was stolen from them too young. And when they finally get it, get the chance to have the thing they have their hearts have ached over for years, they are inept. Unsure and over confident. Stubborn and uncompromising, fucked over by a cheap cash grab by their parent's when they weren't even old enough to identify shapes in their vision, too young to know what to do to better things.
They are doomed. Doomed. Doomed. Doomed.
#gen v#limoreau#mariejordan#jordan li#marie moreau#they both need therapy#like#desperately#fanfic tease#instead of actually finishing this fic#I made this little synopis to share with y'all#just to hold you over until it is done#Kinda self insert?#I fear I am Jordan and Marie#and that I have another two years of therapy ahead of me before I can actually be in anything healthy#lol#hope yall like this
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cutely sprinkling romance tropes into this Limoreau fic before these mf’s have the chance to find even ground with each other
Marie needing something else to wear: Guess I’ll just have to cope.
Jordan, begrudgingly handing over their sweatshirt: SIGH.. Here. 🙄
#In every universe they LOVE each other I don’t make the rules#I think they’re genuinely classified as enemies to lovers in this fic vs Rivals to lovers#I planned to only make it like 3 long chapters but I think I’m foiling my own plans atp bc I’m not even finished with chap 2 and there’s#Still so much to flesh out between the two of them while also considering the logistics of the verse they’re in#limoreau#marie x jordan#marie moreau#jordan li#mariejordan#gen v#gen v fanfiction#Jordan definitely is not at all as bothered with Marie wearing their clothes as they thought they’d be
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Cooking rn (working on a Jance fic)
#joker out#nace jordan#jan peteh#when I finish my secret Santa gift and my stalker Tommy fic and my whump prompts and my homework#It's over for y'all#Jance#Hotcat rambles
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tumblr user slasherscream!! that hanahaki qimir fic sounds like it will be a devastating blow and i can’t fucking wait. your fics and you keeping jordan li hive alive is keeping my head above water okay love you bye
i love the start of this ask... hello??? god??
#bee talks#stored up slasher honey#we are BOTH treading water trying to survive the jordan li drought#need season two to hit so ppl will come back from the war#this was sweet to say thank you nonny!!!#when i finish typing up this qimir fic it will be so over so for me personally because i am gonna pour#every ounce of longing in my body into that fic but longing is the only thing keeping my body moving so it WILL kill me instantly
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erm excuse me ma'am there's plot in my choking fic
#“is choking even there?” you may ask#and i'll say that you'll know this in a lickety-split#it's not even _close_ to being finished#and we keep adding things to it#and also getting distracted by an insane amount of side quests and screaming and flirting#it now has an ABSOLUTELY AMAZING side fic#by the time it's finished everyone will have moved on for sure#nace jordan#jan peteh#jance#janace#joker out#choker out#(it's the name of the word file btw)#deranged delusional sweeties
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justify your answer 👁️
#i know he likes baseball but i dont like baseball 😭#and the wnba is better than the mnba#this is why it takes me so long to finish a fic btw#hal jordan
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A fanfic idea I've always had for HalBarry that I've BEEN WANTINGGG to write is a mission dealing with the Music Meister but the whole thing turns into confessing to each other about how they feel infront of everyone but through a musical style. Music Meister's power is being able to sing and control people to sing AND dance. I also want to mix the ability of CW Music Meister, his powers contain the ability of creating this figment that is like a sorta daydream sequence. (That's so silly and cool I love it and he's also my favorite villain in general but there's barely anything on him)
I'm still debating what songs they would sing but it would be based on how they feel INTERNALLY and through complex topics like what they are worried about. For example, from gaining the feeling that they'd lose the other if confessing was the way or being afraid of saying the truth directly to someone OR entering a relationship at all. ("What would they say? How would they react? What do I look like to them??" etc. etc.)
Give the other JL members little song sequences and singing. 'If Only He Can Love Me' duet between Dinah and Ollie in Brave and The Bold... OR BRUCE BEING ABLE TO SING. ARTHUR TOO, he's so silly in that episode.
I'm also including Music Meister HEAVILY from 'Mayhem of The Music Meister!' from Batman: The Brave And The Bold S1 E25. Having Neil Patrick Harris be Music Meister for that...I'm amazing. ANDDD AND, the fact that Neil also played Barry Allen in DC: The New Frontier film
#I have a lot but it's 2 am rn (help)#I finished my work so I'm literally writing everything on my mind and this got brought up again because of the brave and bold soundtrack#halbarry#speedster ramble#brave and the bold is everything to me#song fic#my beloved#i actually really enjoy song fics or fanfics with playlists#i hold it very special to my heart#barry allen#hal jordan#hi hi hi i would love to ramble about my ideas that my docs on google are so much#I COULD TALK ABOUT THIS IDEA FOR SOOO SOOO LONG#HEAR ME OUT ON THIS!!!#music meister...#i love his outfits whenever he's shown#my favorites are always the designs involving looks carried into his outfit from the phantom of the opera#im always a fan of animated shows or shows that randomly always have scenario of 'omg we are stuck in this singing action?? help!'#and then throughout the whole thing it's just songs#or shows that have songs occasionally#dc
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i never did make the cTom amv (and maybe one day in the future I will) but what if. what if
what if fic. What if a little ficlet oneshot. its outlined. i could write it. based on the whole narrative i keep coming back to where in my designs, Tom's hair is indicative of the points of his character arc 👀
#i keep starting fics and never finishing it but. i had a vision while eating curry today#stares in the VH jordan one I'll finish it. I swear#verdigris musings#sequel to the first backstory one but a little more spread out in terms of time
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I wish I could just beam the fic from my brain onto my screen...
#📜.qi texts#finally finished brainstorming the gist of the jordan fic#also finished writing the first scene#argh but I hate linking to the next scene that has to happen especially when there's a timeskip#going to bust out the good ol “~le time skip~” and call it a day#I think I should sleep LOL it's 5am... orz......#curse you jordan why are you plaguing my mind!!!!!#what's with liking the holy/angelic characters huh#look at sydney and simeon and jordan and sunday#weird...#<- oh my god my wall of tags ok byebye good night no more rambling
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300 more words until chapter 1 of next to normal is done!
#ill be trying to finish chapter 2 before i post chapter 1 so i have time to edit#this is part of my tricksy way to force myself to try harder#next to normal#but thats another like 3500 words so#might not#jordan li#gen v fic
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United Artists
Mary / Jordan all fiction totally made up, this is kind of all over the place.
James is James Trafford as in won the Uber 21’s euros and saved a penalty. He is not in this! The basic idea is the two of them being dragged off to sky sports to do goalie challenges. Look I’m sorry I just needed a way of getting them to a hotel room.
NSFW
I steal a Sarah Millican joke “I asked my social media the best way to get rid of a headache. And it was ‘two panadol and a wank’ Thanks at boots the chemist. “
“Last interview. Thank fuck, I have a headache and no way of getting rid of it.”
Mary shrugs even though the person she is talking to on the phone can’t see her. “The normal way. Two pain killers and a wank.” She laughs. “You should try it. Never fails. I’ll talk to you later.”
Mary is still laughing when she turns around - right into Jordan’s smirk. She won’t blush. Puts her chin up because she’s faced down worse things than the embarrassment making her ears feel hot.
“You right pet?” He says with a broad grin. “Good news. The last bit is postponed. They want James here as well, you get the rest of the day off.”
Jordan is leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed in front of him. Mary doesn’t look at his forearms, much, but she stores the image when she gets back to the hotel.
She puts it next to the way his biceps look flexed in the ‘to be examined later’.
“Thank god.” The heat of embarrassment isn’t doing much for the migraine that’s been brewing for the last couple of hours. “In that case I’m going back to my hotel.”
“I bet you are.” Jordan isn’t trying to hide his amusement. Mary unties her ponytail. Having her hair pulled back is probably not helping the headache, and runs her hands through her hair. Hiding a little behind it is incidental.
“You know,” Jordan’s voice drops husky and intent, “I could help you with that?”
“Getting back to the hotel?”
“That. And your headache cure.”
Jordan pushes off from the door frame he’s leaning against and walks over to Mary, “I don’t have any plans either, since we were set free early.”
Mary lifts an eyebrow at his smirk and thinks about how his ass looked earlier, leaning over to get the ball out of the net. “Wanking is a one person job. Were you offering to stop by Boots on the way?”
“Nope” Jordan drags out the word popping the p when he gets to it. “I think we can work out a two person option.”
Mary grins, shoving her hair back, headache already receding. “You’re not bad I guess. You can drive.”
“Not bad.” Jordan repeats, sliding a warm hand around to rest on the small of her back and nudging her to go ahead. “And I was going to gush about you in the World Cup as well.”
“Stroking my ego is almost as good a way of getting rid of my headache.” Mary tells him, smiling as she walks past Jordan’s huffed out laugh.
They talk about football on the drive back to the hotel. Making fun of how squirrelly forwards are, the prissy little weirdos. Nothing too heavy, just a snark session that makes the little fissure of anticipation in Mary’s stomach bubble up a bit. She hasn’t done this for ages, too focused on the World Cup and the season to just pick someone up for fun.
She drops her keycard on the table by the door and Jordan steps right up behind her, pressed to her back, mouth going under her ear.
His hands settle warm and sure on her hips. “Got any preferences love?” He nuzzles into her neck, warm breath tickling her skin.
“A lot of kissing and get me off at least twice.” Mary says, fuck it. Jordan likes a challenge, making her come can be in service to the FA or something. The bonus they never paid out. Frankly, one will do at this point. Her headache is still unfortunately nagging the corners of her eyes.
Jordan turns her around at the hips and gives her a delighted grin. “I do like a woman who knows what she wants.”
Mary twists her fingers in Jordan’s hair, pressing up into a kiss. Letting him sweep his tongue into her mouth, messing up his hair where it is all slicked back.
He slides his hands under her shirt running over the warm skin of her back.
He kisses up the side of her neck very gently, closing her ear between his teeth without really biting and whispering “I did like watching you work, I could happily watch you wank yourself.”
Mary feels a little tug in her stomach at the thought but puts it aside “I thought I said twice? If I’m doing all the work you can bugger off and watch porn.”
Jordan laughs, rough sounding right against her ear.
“What the lady wants.” He says. Tongue snaking out to lick at the skin under her chin. Moving over to drop open mouthed kisses over the hinge of her jaw and neck.
Mary hums in pleasure, Tilting her head back to give him more access.
“Whatever she wants?” Mary knows her own voice is affected, little shivers around her chest, goosebumps threatening under her skin.
She puts her hands down on his sharp hips and starts to determinedly shove him backwards. He runs his teeth lightly over her neck and lets himself be pushed back, angling them slightly to the side so he ends up sitting on the bed with Mary standing over him.
“Stay there.” She says and Jordan grins and leans back on his hands. Long lean lines of his body looking appealing.
Mary yanks the ridiculous green shirt she was given over her head and chucks it to the side. She takes a minute to wish she wasn’t wearing the world's ugliest sports bra before reasoning Jordan’s hopefully going to get it off her quick enough.
She nudges Jordan’s legs a little apart and stands between them and pulls his shoulders forward a bit so he’s more upright. The bed is low enough she can put her hands over his shoulders, and his mouth is just above her breasts. Jordan pulls her forward and kisses the skin over the cup of her bra gently.
“Fuck yeah.” Mary breathes out, and grabs his hair, angling his head back and leans down to kiss him hard. She overbalanced a little, shoved hard against his mouth and Jordan steadies her with his hands on her waist, rubbing his thumbs in circles over her hips.
Jordan lets her pick the pace and opens his mouth when she opens her lips against his. Welcomes her tongue inside with a smooth slide. Mary slides her hand deeper in the hair in the back of his head, pulling back. She climbs on the bed, knees on either side of his thighs which means Jordan is at good height to mouth across her breasts, her nipples getting a little harder under his breath.
She keeps her hand in his hair as he pulls the cup of her bra down to get his mouth on more skin.
Mary starts rolling her hips into his, pulling Jordan’s head back with one hand again and putting the other under his jaw, jamming her tongue into his mouth, starting a grinding rhythm.
Jordan groans into her mouth as she pushes up higher on her knees, forcing his head back, her breasts pushed against his chest.
Jordan slides his hands across to her ass pulling her down to rock up against her again and again. He wants the friction and with the grip Mary has it’s also almost the only way he can move right now without her actually pulling his hair out.
He shoves his hands down the back of the track pants she’s wearing, under her knickers, sliding his thumbs down either side of the crack of her ass. Flexing his fingers in when she gasps a little into his mouth.
Mary pulls off his mouth and makes a satisfied sound, fingers curling hard into his hair and nails digging slightly into his jaw. “Fuck, squeeze a bit more,” Mary says, covering his mouth again. He obliges, fingers kneading into the skin off her ass, thumbs moving down her until he can just feel the opening of her pussy.
He slides one hand around sliding his finger against her opening, it’s hot, his wrist is going to ache trying to move in her knickers and he shifts his hands back, both groping her ass.
“Get these off then pet?” He says against her mouth moving around to kiss up under her jaw.
Mary nods, pushing back off his lap letting go of his hair, the area tingles blood rushing around. He runs his thumbs over her nipples over her bra as she shoves her pants down, growling when she realises and has to rest a hand on his shoulder to kick her shoes off.
Jordan laughs. “That went well,” Mary says, a little red flush on her cheeks.
“They’re off, I'm not complaining.” Jordan says, gives a teasing kiss just under the band of her bra and puts his left arm around her waist dropped down so it’s on her right ass check yanking her in. Pulling down the other cup of her bra to suck her nipple into his mouth.
Mary pushes her chest out, yanking him around to the other side with her hands on the side of his face. He slides both hands back down to her ass. “I plan on getting to both sides, don't worry.” Jordan says, mumbling around her breast in his mouth.
“You go left too often.” Mary says trying to but probably failing to sound stern.
Jordan laughs, resting his forehead against her collarbone. “Christ, okay, I can follow instructions, go right first next time.”
Marry giggles, “glad to hear it. Get on it then.”
“I’ll get on it alright. Get this bloody thing off.” Mumbling into her cleavage sucking a bit of skin into his mouth. Not hard enough to leave a mark but making her feel hot.
Mary lets him go and unclips her bra so she’s standing naked in front of him.
Jordan pulls back to eye her up. “What a fucking gorgeous sight you are.” He pulls her down onto his lap then twists around leaving her on her back on the bed.
“Gonna get yours off?” Mary asks. Jordan shrugs, “in a bit. Gotta get number one ticked off don’t we?”
Mary smiles, her headache feeling very much in the past. “Going tell me how you want your first love? Jordan asks, as he sweeps an admiring look down her.
Mary thinks the hell with being coy they both know what they came here for. She pulls her knee back and reaches out for him. “Come on then. Gonna back up that mouth?”
Jordan grins and crawls up her body, holding himself up on his elbows kissing her quickly then sliding down her, his knees on either side of her as he moves down.
He licks up the middle of her, parting her slightly with his tongue and teasing around her cunt.
“Fuck.” Mary curls her toes into the sheets. She’s already wet and Jordan holds a finger nearly into her murmurs “this good?”
“Yep.” Mary says, almost managing to pop the P at the end.
Jordan laughs and slips his finger in, gently pumping it in and out a couple of times and circles around her clit with his tongue.
Mary rocks up, letting her legs fall further open. It’s been far far too long. She twists her fingers in the bed, sighing happily.
“You can get your hands in me hair, sweetheart” Jordan slides a second finger in moving a bit faster. Mary looks down with fuzzy eyes, his mouth is a bit wet, lips a little puffy.
“You sure?”
“Now she asks.” Jordan grins. “Just in case I go too far left.”
“Asshole.” Mary puts her hand on the top of his head and pushes down. “Get on with it then. More of what you were doing before.”
Jordan kisses the inside of her legs, the left side first, until Mary just yanks him back to her clit. He starts licking in a quick flicking motion, then circling around. She’d like to drag it out, but not as much as she wants to come, squeezing probably too hard in his hair and grinding up into his face, she comes with a low groan. Probably swears.
Jordan slides his fingers out, a wet soft sound. He kisses the inside of her leg, then up her body, across her stomach nipping under her belly button laughing against her stomach when she swats at him saying “kissing. Not biting.”
“I don’t mind a bit of biting.” Jordan’s voice is husky. “Can go along with the hair pulling, just keep it under me shirt.”
Mary nods, still catching her breath. “No pressure pet.” Jordan says. “How’s the headache?”
Mary props up in her elbows, he’s hard under his sweats.
“What fucking headache” Mary says. “Get that kit off.”
His shirt is an even more vile shade of green than hers was. Jordan has the sense to have already kicked his shoes off.
Jordan takes a slow path back up, across her hips, hot breath blowing against the curve of her stomach and over her bellybutton. She twists when the scruff of his beard catches a ticklish spot on her side.
There’s a sharp hot nip across her breasts, pulling her nipple into his mouth to suck extravagantly again. Mary squirms up against him digging her fingers into his shoulders and sliding around his biceps. Probably leaving the kind of scratches she should be apologetic for, and he should be flattered by.
“Gotta tell me what you want, pet, or I’m gonna come on the bed like a kid.”
“Fuck me from behind.” In her mind Mary makes that an order but her voice is too breathy for her to even believe that herself.
“Christ.” Jordan takes a breath. “Happy to, your wish n all that.”
Mary turns over, gets to get on her hands and knees but Jordan puts his hand between her shoulder blades pushing her down. He takes a slow path with his mouth down her spine. Nibbling on little nerve endings and kissing whenever it makes her twitch.
He slides his mouth around the curve of her ear. “Bloody hair.” He grumps but is carefully not to pull it,
More careful than her when he smooths it over to kiss her other ear.
“You ready? “ murmured into her ear.
“Got a condom? Mary hopes so, they didn't stop at Boots for them.
Jordan pulls back to grab his tracksuit bottoms.
“Wait” Mary’s brain comes slightly back on line, she twists back to look at Jordan. “Where did you get that? When did you get that?”
“Sky. Men’s bathroom.”
“Is it branded?” Jordan holds it up lifting an eyebrow.
“Durex, that’s kind of disappointing.”
“It’s for your pleasure, says so right on the packet.”
Mary snickers and starts to lie down again before.“Wait why?”
“Should have been more subtle eyeing me up. Felt like a piece of meat I did.”
Mary laughs. “Did I save you having to think of a pick up line?”
Jordan slides the condom on and yanks he up against him, hands on the front of her thighs and spreading them next to his. “You had pretty good timing. And a pretty blush.” Slides into her with one thrust on the last words and Mary leans back against him.
The angle is not quite right, and Mary gets down on her hands and knees before sliding around to rub her clit.
“You can go harder.” She tells Jordan.
“Fuck’s sake woman.” Jordan chokes out. Speeding up and Mary gasps, he’s holding her hips tight and Mary enjoys the feeling and the sound of their skin slapping together.
She comes squeezing around him and hopes Jordan doesn’t think she is a selfish bitch because pretty much all she feels like doing is falling forward and letting him finish.
He keeps fucking her through it, she’s a bit over sensitive but in the best way. Jordan thrusts in a few more times, coming and squeezing her hips and sighing over her.
She stretches out, when Jordan slides out, not very interested in moving, not even enough to get the hair off her face.
“Wow.” She says. Hoping that appealing to Jordan’s ego will make up for letting him do most of the work. She can hear some moving around that is probably him getting rid of the condom.
“Is a cuddle allowed?”Jordan is behind her but not touching
“Mandatory.” Mary says back, reaching behind her to pull his arm over her waist flailing around until he huffs and wraps an arm around her waist. Mary tries to blow her hair out of her face, all her limbs feeling heavy and relaxed She shifts onto her side and strokes her fingers down his forearm.
“Next time you’re in town,” she starts slowly, “about that biting…”
#fic#Jordan is kind of Mary’s sex toy#that’s the plot BTW#finished this at work!#only thing that satisfied at work today
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tryin’ to talk with a fist in ya mouth
The leader of Lower Manhattan sells his last paper. “I’m movin’ on,” he tells Jack one night, hand heavy on his shoulder, cigarette dangling from his lips. “Gettin’ too old for this kinda shit. You keep an eye on ‘em all, now.”
“Are you goin’ out west?” Jack asks eagerly, before the words register. “Wait, what’re you askin’ me for? I ain’t the oldest fella here.”
“You’ll be good at it,” is all the answer he receives. “You don’t leave anyone behind, no matter that your head’s always out west. You take care, Cowboy.”
“Specs is smarter,” Jack protests weakly. “Race is nicer, Crutchie’s good all the way though!”
Unfortunately, the job is easy enough and Jack takes to it like a duck to water. They end up with a bunch of tiny newsies—kids younger than five, which makes Jack want to hit things for multiple reasons—and they won’t fucking leave him alone.
“You’re the boss,” Jojo says, dumping another whimpering baby in Jack’s lap in the middle of the night. “Thanks Jack, you’re so good wi’ ‘em,” Buttons says, handing over another whimpering baby. Jack is going to be good at digging graves, at the rate it’s going.
Soon as they’re old enough to hold a couple of papers, Jack kicks them out the door. If they want a mother they’ve come to the wrong place.
“Why you always gotta turn people away?” Crutchie asks from the floor, not angrily, but confused.
“What would be the point of them stayin’?” Jack replies, a little angry himself. He’s late for Medda’s.
Read it on AO3
#newsies#jack kelly#javey#javid#sprace#my fics#hooray it's finally finished!! my homage to jeremy jordan's furious screaming#sad wet towel jack kelly#cassstuff#tttwafiym#pictures are not mine!
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SUPRISE!! ANOTHER EXCERPT BECAUSE ICE ACTUALLY BEEN WRITING!!!! WOOOOOOOOOO
James, having a normal one :)
"He was fine, and it would be fine. What’s the worst that could happen? The legal offices get so tired of his evasion they send out a mafia style hitman to break a few bones and then throw him into the Thames. Actually that might not be the worst, at least then everyone’s happy and the problem is resolved.
The water was too cold to use.
Decidedly ignoring the fact it was only 7pm, he decided maybe time for bed where hopefully the aforementioned hitman would break in and either murder him in his sleep or fall hopelessly in love on sight and vow to protect him, starting a new life together on the run.
He was fine."
oh james. he gets put in so many situations all the time huh.
this one takes us all the way back to the very first chapter! and the first thing you will one day read, probably years from now, when i finally have the time to work on this again. sob. ANYWAY.
"Vanessa doesn’t ask them to prove it. There really is no other explanation for the spontaneous disappearance and reappearance of her friends, and besides, if they were pulling a prank or trying for an alternate explanation she’s sure they’d come up with something far worse. Like trying to convince her that Dennis has an affliction that makes him occasionally invisible. Sort of plausible, but nonetheless not the truth. She takes her cardigan and goes home and sleeps on it and wakes up the next morning half convinced it was all an elaborate dream.
It is not an elaborate dream. It is, in fact, reality.
Cool and fine. Vanessa is not freaking out."
#vanessa <3#wip line game#vanessa is my GIRL in the ttau. she's everything to me#i swear to god i will finish this fic. school is almost done and i'll be able to breathe soon#and get back to time travel shenanigans#we're nearing the 1 year mark of me actually starting to write this too and that's a little scary to think about actually lol#i might even go back to the same summer job which is. Has Anything Really Changed if i'm still secretly writing time travel au#in the notes app of a [city]-issued work laptop in [building] as a [generic job description]#life is a circle!#anyway the character growth. chapter 1 has vanessa learning about time travel and stuff#and chapter 10 involves -many illegal activities -poor flirting attempts -a badass ferret -jordan and sybil from the ashopocalypses#and more!
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