#finally scheduled a 3 month old draft

[eulalized]

“would you watch ghibli films with me?”

a simple question, maybe a bit silly, but you’d like it if kazuha can answer it. you like that he answers your questions (or at least tries to), you know he has the patience. you think that with a scarred heart, kazuha couldn’t answer this burden of a question—yet he’s always proved that thought wrong.

“i would love to watch ghibli films with you.”

and you think now, time and time again: kazuha always knows what to say. you, aghast—or is it more of an awe?—are left with the replaying of memories for what you have done to deserve him: still, you see none. he is not just flowery words; he’s given you the reality you always wanted, because he knows that you are something more (and you deserve that much).

“you would?”

“always.” 

if it was not prominent before, i should hope it is now, kazuha thinks. he wants to stay, with you and all that you are. he wants you to know that, through and through, he would never grow tired of you or the things he’d do for you. he would sing the melodies of deities, he would recite the words endlessly in his mind and out, he would paint for you all gems of the world—and of course, it would start with you.

“and if we finish them all, we can watch them again and again, as long you like.”

you ask, “are you sure?”

(you aren’t sure of the question. is it more of the intention of are you sure? are you sure you love me this way, that you would forever? because maybe forever isn’t a long time, maybe kazuha couldn’t keep up with forever.)

“of course. i would watch anything with you,” he reassures—he always does.

kazuha says, “if you want to watch another movie, we can watch it. if you want to watch the stars instead, then we can gaze upon them.”

if his love was not yet prominent enough, what could he do? kazuha would love you better, he’d write it in the skies—he’d align all clouds to reflect the meaning of you. he’d chant of your soul and beauty, in poems and in songs, to adorn all thorns of withered petals so that you may know how much he loves you.

(he’ll keep up with you. he’ll do it for you.)

[seafoamwaffle]

These New Dreams

I finally got around to polishing up the first chapter of my Stardew Valley Ranchers, which you can now find on ao3! I'm slightly embarrassed it took me this long, but at least it's up now.

Rating: General Audiences Word count: 3k Tags: Alternative Universe - Stardew Valley, Jimmy-centric, Jimmy, Grian and Pearl are cousins, Pearl and Grian are siblings, New start, Hurt/Comfort, Social Anxiety, Anxiety Disorder, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Additional Tags to Be Added

They stopped once they reached another big clearing and oh—he’d thought Pearl had been exaggerating about how overgrown the property had become. But wild weeds and debris stretched as far as the eye could see. Fields of wheat and corn had given way to sturdy maples and pine trees. And the house… Well, it looked as though no one had set foot in or around it for more than a decade. “Told you it was bad,” Pearl half-snickered. “You’re exaggerating! With enough time this can all be fixed up easily.” “Says the carpenter. The house looks like it’s being held together with duct tape and Gramps’ old stubbornness! Are you sure this is even safe to stay in?” Grian waved a hand in dismissal. “I went to check it over a few days back. It’s not a luxury resort or anything, it’s covered in about an inch layer of dust and I’m pretty sure a lot of the wiring and plumbing needs to be redone, but it’s not going to collapse at a moment's notice.” “Reassuring,” Jimmy mumbled under his breath

After a rough couple of months, Jimmy realizes he needs a change. Solution? Moving back to his childhood home in Pelican Town

I already have a second draft written, though I have no clue when I'll be able to post it because I am still very busy with school (yay late graduation!) so I have no clue what my posting schedule will look like.

Thank you so much for reading through and have a lovely day <3

[xaharadesert]

Kidnapped MC Turned Bandit Leader - Headcanon Pt 1

Julian Devorak x MC

TW: like 1 swear

A/N: this is another year old, pretty specific anon request that I’m only now getting to. The essential premise that was requested was for MC to be kidnapped, only to show up a few months later totally fine and leading a group of bandits— the initial request asked for Julian, Portia, and Asra, but since there’s a lot of content to cover, I’ll be splitting this into 3 parts :) also, special shout out to the two anons who both sent me some version of “hydrate or die” within moments of each other— also also everyone say thank you to the anon who said they bet I couldn’t finish this draft even though I’ve been staring at it for ten minutes, you’re the real MVP here

❤️Julian❤️

When you initially went missing, this man obviously went into no-sleep panic mode

He immediately swore to search every corner of the Earth until you were found

Nadia convinced him to stay put for at least a few days, since it was unlikely that you could be taken far in a short period of time, and her guards were more likely to find you than he was alone

Shockingly, this was one of the exceedingly rare instances in which Nadia was wrong

Her guards did not find you, and this only increased Julian’s ungodly level of panic

He hadn’t slept since you were taken, save for the 16 hours he was passed out after smacking his head into a low doorway while pacing

Honestly, he wasn’t even borderline delirious, this man had passed clearly into hysteria territory

So needless to say, he began his travels to find you

However, with no clear direction, and no clues to go off of, the nonexistent trail quickly grew cold

The countless letters from his friends in Vesuvia were what brought him back, and even then, it was mostly Nadia’s point that if you were to ever escape of your own accord, you would likely make your way home

When he returned, his mental health only continued to decline

He felt useless— he couldn’t do anything to help you; all he did was sit and wait, and it was driving him insane

The only times he could be dragged out of his home were when Portia or Mazelinka made him

For a usually sociable man with a tendency to hide his self hatred behind humour and charisma, this was a terrifying change

He made absolutely no attempt to move on with his life, and insisted that everyone should leave him to wallow

Of course, they did not

It was on one of the rare occasions that Portia managed to pull him out to the Rowdy Raven that you finally returned

Honestly, he thought he was hallucinating until Portia confirmed his hopes by asking “Holy shit, is that them?!”

You looked completely fine; in fact, you looked like you were having fun

Julian still couldn’t quite believe his eyes, and stared, open-mouthed, as he tried to process that, yes, this was really you

(Portia gave him a little shove to get him started)

When your eyes locked with his, he felt all the excitement and anxiety of new love all over again. It was like all the emotions that he had felt over the months that you were gone came crashing back into him all at once

So needless to say, it was a tearful reunion, especially on his part

You didn’t stay at the tavern much longer than that; Julian really wasn’t in the right headspace for drinking or chatting with friends

The two of you went him, with him clinging to you like a koala

Obviously you were in for a long night of explaining yourself

He listened to every detail, never interrupting

Once your story was finished, he felt his heart settle in a way that it hadn’t since you left

And of course, with that sense of calm came all the exhaustion of having the world’s worst sleep schedule

He wanted to pass out immediately, preferably in bed beside you, but first, he had a few choice things to say to you

One, how dare you have such an amazing adventure without him?

Two, how dare you risk your life with bandits for months?

Three, how dare you do all of the above without contacting him?

And finally four, he loves you so so so much, please never scare him like that again, and obviously he doesn’t blame you for being kidnapped because that’s not your fault so please don’t blame yourself, but also please come home faster and don’t get involved with bandits, because believe him, he’s been down that road and it can get really messy really quick, and while he knows you can take care of yourself he really doesn’t want you to get hurt without him even knowing

He got a bit ramble-y at the end, but he was so tired that he really couldn’t process his own grammar

He asked you to come to bed, which the promise that you would talk more thoroughly in the morning when he could think properly again

And by morning, he meant like 24 hours later, because this man was practically in a coma

Later on, he would ask to meet the members of your bandit crew

He phrased it as wanting to “meet your friends”, but really he was heavily judging them to decide whether or not you were safe with them

Julian isn’t really known for being on the right side of the law, so he wouldn’t dare lecture you for your legal choices, but he does need to know that you’re being relatively safe

If this is the life you want to lead, then obviously he’s coming with you

Seeing you happy, and being with you, was more than enough for him

[manonamora-if]

March Check-In

Lol. We definitely were not back on track here. We tried and SUPER FAILED at going back to the schedule.

Will March be better? Let's find out together...

Onto the usual index:

Recap of last month’s progress

IF Events in the Next Month

Plan for the next month

Still long post under the break. If you want a mini version, head over to itch.io!

February Progress

Welp... there wasn't much of a list in the January Check-in, since it was the retrospective, which included the yearly plan. Still, I did make a mini one on itch. Put together we'd get:

Play more IF and maybe review. ✅

Finish the coding of Harcourt Ch5 ❌ and editing of Ch6 ❌

Fix one of the semi-completed games: ❌

Complete the Vamp/Smoochie jam entry✅

Heyyyy 50/50. Passable grade!

I've passed the very funny number of 420 reviews on the IFDB recently, mainly working my way through the French games (since there are very few reviews and French IF peeps are neat people). There are 300+ games left on that side, it will take me a while to get there but I'm making progress (almost done with 2023!). If my pace continues... I might be able to reach 2nd place in the ranking before my 1 year anniversary of reviewing games (mid-may). Also somewhat related, I've been trying to rate more games on itch too :)

I said I would finish the coding of Harcourt... and then didn't. But MelS was more productive than me, and he finished the first draft of Chapter 6 earlier than planned... which I haven't finished commenting on either... So :/

I also didn't fix any semi-completed games. So there.

But I managed to make it for the Queer Vampire Jam and the Smoochie Jam with Teatime with a Vampire ! A 20k-long trippy game with a hot vampire and a weird show...

AND AND I finally fixed my website and my itch.io profile. It has a cool feature on the front page. And we did a little AMA a few weeks ago!

Honestly, I thought I would have been done with Teatime two weeks before it actually was completed. So that threw a wrench in the rest. And probably having to moderate a few events at once...

And the extra day clearly didn't help.

EDIT: I TOTES FORGOT, but I updated DOL-OS for an extra QOL screen at the start.

What’s happening in March?

There's always something happening in the IF world. I don't think I ever find all that happens anyway... but. Here's the ones I know!

Today is the last day to submit a Spring Thing intent! (ranked)

he Queer Vampire Game Jam ends in about three weeks. Got a vampire/human story with a LGBT+ cast? Then this is the event for you! (unranked) Also they are doing a fundraising/matching donation with submissions!

The SeedComp! (Sprouting) extended the deadline for a few more days! See @seedcomp-if for more info ;) (ranked)

Concours de Fiction Interactive Francophone 2024 se termine Lundi! Viendez faire des histoires en français!! <3 (ranked, duh)

The next @neointeractives mini-jam will all be about bringing back old jams... Check out the Revival Jam !

The Text Adventure Literacy Jam 2024 just started! It will be looking for "parser for beginners" entries until May!

Note: @neointeractives will have jams all year long. One a month/or so. And the next Planting Round of @seedcomp-if will start as soon as the results are dropped.

The PLANtm for March

Busy plan once again. Here are the thing I'm hoping to do or finish this month:

Complete my French Comp entry. The deadline is in 3 days. Will I make it? Probably. Will it be good? Probably be not because I've been writing it only in the past two weeks. You can expect some "love" letters though...

Complete my SpringThing entry. It will be all about fixing typos and potential bug. The code will be ready next week anyway. Maybe slap some cool-er animations.

Play more games! Consider this done. There's the Smoochie Jam, the SeedComp! and the FrenchComp right there...

Finish the Code Ch5 of Harcourt and edit Ch6. At least one round of edits would be good. So I can put MelS to work again.

Finish fixing The Roads Not Taken. I'm so sorry babe. I'm not avoiding you I swear. I actually haven't bee on the computer with your files this month...

LET'S DO THIS! WE CAN DO IT!

~

The 2024 To-Do List:

I have done nothing here. So here's the list again for nothing.

The hopefully maybe easy to handle To-Do:

fix the bugs in EDOC + overall the French version to match

fix the bugs of TRNT + find a way to add the missing pieces (giving up on the translation)

fixing the interface of LPM and the popups + check animal interactions

figure out the One-Button JavaScrip/jQuery issue...

edit the loading screens of the completed tiny games to include the program/format logo at least.

The 'Need a Bunch of Content to update but it's planned!' To-Do:

Update my website (bunch new title - also I don't think the logo clicky thing work...) + redo my itch page

Finish TTATEH (MelS dependent - this year should be it - for real)

Finish Exquisite Cadaver (half-way mark by this summer - manif)

Finish P-Rix - Space Trucker (main path at least)

Update CRWL (it's been almost two years... I'm getting ashamed)

The Unlikely But it Would be Dope To-Do

Finish The Dinner as it was planned (and translate)

Finish In the Blink of an Eye as it was planned (and retranslate)

Finish The Rye in the Dark City

Fixing TTTT (at least fixing, maybe try adding some storylets)

And finally The 'It's impossible, but one can wish' TO-DO:

Remaster SPS IH (if I managed to start this after completing the rest... I'm going to eat a whole sheet cake).

Start the IFComp project (2025? Might end up being a ST?)

[ettawritesnstudies]

Thank You

If you’ll permit me a minute to be cliche: this photo would not have been possible without you. When I started university in August 2019, the sum of all my author-y potential measured up to:

No finished manuscripts

A pipe dream of ever publishing my work

A scatterbrained outline of The Laoche Chronicles

Forty-four phone notes full of half-witted ideas

A grand total of 3 followers on my brand-new tumblr account

At the time, I had no grand plans of marketing my work, though I knew it would be necessary if I ever wanted an audience. I chose a degree in chemical engineering because I knew my baby platform and half finished stories weren’t going to cut it as a career in their current state as an 18-year-old, and I needed to have a day job if I wanted to pursue my end dream of self publishing. I was just hoping to survive my first year of engineering school, pass my weed-out classes, and hopefully make some new friends. That fall semester passed with sporadic progress on my book, and halfhearted attempts at breaking into the writeblr community, until I decided to try my hand at Inktober and made my first few acquaintances: @siarven and @abalonetea, who have both featured on this blog since then. It was also at this point, sometime during a Calculus III lecture, that I invented my pen name:

All was going well, and I was pleased with my incremental progress until the world ended.

The less said about the pandemic, the better. Writeblr truly kept me sane through working full-time jobs and taking 18 credit hours during the semester. When I was truly close to dropping out of school, I kept going, knowing I had these online friends to cheer me up after brutal exams and long nights of studying. The tag games and community filled the dearth of interaction left by quarantine and an insane schedule. During my summer internship in 2020, I finally had the time to finish the first draft of Storge and the confidence in myself to start a website. Rereading my first post is a surreal experience, in part because I still see myself as a little kid as hiding under the blankets with a flashlight, notebook, and pen, thinking “I wanna write a book!”

I woke up the next day crying to the sheer volume of kind messages congratulating me on meeting this milestone. Instead of feeling burnt out after reaching such a lofty goal, this gave me all the more energy to keep working. Since then, I’ve been so blessed to grow this community and this website. It’s incredible to see how far I’ve come, now being able to claim:

A finished manuscript of Storge

A 3rd draft of Runaways after going through 2 rounds of Beta Readers

8 short stories and an audio drama

An active mailing list

Over 1000 followers on tumblr, but more importantly, a thriving community of writers who support each other’s releases through ARCs, leaving reviews, enthusiastic questions, and a welcoming space for new writers to share their craft.

140 posts on my website and regular readers who care about my ramblings ❤

Now I’m on my way to my new job – I’ll be doing research and development in my chosen field with a team I really like, and the freedom to listen to books while I’m in the lab. This next month will still be a hiatus for blog posts and new writing as I pack up my life for a cross-states move, but I’m beyond excited to enter change. My hope is that I can start saving for editing costs and devote more time to my craft thanks to a 9-5 schedule and NO!!! HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!! Really, I cannot say enough how thrilled I am to never have to take another exam ever again, thank GOD. With a bit of luck and no small amount of grace, I hope I can publish and share my stories with you sooner rather than later.

Thank you for all the support and camaraderie these past years. In a way, I owe this diploma to you as much as to my classmates and professors. The night before graduation, I said to my friends, “I’ve been waiting for tomorrow for eight years.” Now I’m living in the future, and I can’t wait to write the next chapter.

[byanyan]

finally in the process of queuing all these drafts. i'm scheduling four to post per day, over the next... however many days. might bump it to five per day, i'm gonna see how long the queue is.

some of these are 2-3 months old so if you get something from march or w/e that you don't want to continue, please don't feel any obligation to reply!! no hard feelings at all, i know i lose steam on a lot of older stuff even when i get a reply months later. ♡

[theofficersacademy]

E.Y.   ███   Day   ███  of   ████████

              Today marks the day I have been dreading.                              I now walk alone.

                                               .     .        .              .                        .

Preliminary sign-ups for the upcoming anniversary event are now live! This will run until 11:59PM EST on December 31st. After the event begins, sign-ups will temporarily reopen for new and late-joining muses.

Event Sign-up Instructions:

As of January 2022, we have been and will continue to implement restrictions on how many muses a mun can sign up for lore events.

For new muns who have never participated in a lore event before, you will be allowed to sign up with one muse. This is to ensure that our new folks are not overwhelmed by the intensity and commitment that our lore events require.

For older muns, the mod team has already determined limits based on past lore event activity. We will not be making this list public and will allow you to sign up with the number of muses you think you can handle; however, the mod team will contact you if this number exceeds the limit we have decided. Of course, you’re more than welcome to ask one of the mods to tell you how many muses you will be allowed to sign up beforehand.

This time around, the submission form will not be including inventory submissions immediately. Rather, you will have a brief amount of time to speak with your teammates in order to discuss your choices as a group.

After you have read the above information, please use this form to sign up! Be sure to fill out a separate form for each muse.

Frequently Asked Questions:

We’d like to give you the fullest picture of the event that we can without giving away the surprise, so that you know what you’re signing up for. Here are some questions we have anticipated.

What will the schedule look like for the month of January?

January 2nd - 3rd : Introduction January 5th by 11:59am EST : Inventory submissions are due. January 4th - 10th : Week 1 January 11th - 17th : Week 2 January 18th - 24th : Week 3 January 25th - 29th : Week 4 January 30th - February 2nd : Finale

Please note: This lore event is meant to be more member-driven than previous events (for the oldies of this group, think Arcadia and collect your senior citizen card!). Please keep this in mind when deciding how many muses you’d like to sign up, as teams will need to be communicative and work together.

If I sign up and decide that I can’t commit, can I drop? Likewise, if I don’t sign up now but decide that I have time in January, can I join?

Yes and yes. We will try to make your muse’s exclusion/inclusion as smooth as possible in the story. Rolling admissions will be open until January 10th.

Do I have to be in the Discord server for the event?

We highly recommend that you join the server for the duration of the event so that you can coordinate with your teammates in your team channel. We will also be requiring all rolls to be made with Dice Maiden.

If I don’t sign up, what will my muse(s) do?

The month of January will be a free period. There will be no new mission board, so you will be left more or less to your own devices. It’s a good time to catch up on old drafts.

So my muse limit isn’t based off my recent activity/activity in other events?

No. Your muse limit for Lore Events is decided strictly based on past Lore Event participation. We look at the ideas you’ve contributed to your group, the timeliness of replies, communication with your teammates (including communicating potential absences), and last but not least quantity of posts.

We hope to see many of you there!

- The House Leaders

[starillusion13]

Hay gurlll!!! How is life?!?!

For me it's kinda better than a few months now 😭

Yest we had family movie night (unplanned) and ate lots of snacks and cakes at like 2 Am T T haha but no regrets

Also someone recieved a forehead kiss from dad 👉👈

And my exams are finally done!!!!!

I feel so so good. I didn't do so great but it's over atleast 😭

-🥂/🍷(ahaha I don't remember which one I chose :')

Well since a few days i AM feeling a fomo on Tumblr but meh no big deal -_- i hav u atleast right?

And DO tell me how u are doing

MY LIFE is killing me like the temperature and the extreme hot weather. AHHHH I'm feeling like dying over here..

That's so good that you are having better days. Aww quality family times and getting love from parents is the best experience of life. I hope you receive this more. You deserve happiness and lots of love.

My Exams are upcoming and I'm crying rn. there would be no updates of my fics for next three weeks. I wouldn't be online coz of my exams. Hey! think about the results later, atleast it's over and be happy. I cheer up my little sis like this (not my own, she actually stays with me since 3 yrs old so basically I consider her my own).

YES YES...you have me. You can ask me anything, don't feel you are missing out things. Just come to me but I dont think, you would get me in next 3 weeks. I am often checking my drafts for the fics that needs to be published but then remembering my exams and getting stressed over it. this is my daily schedule for these days.

[heybaetae]

how do you decide which set sits in the drafts for a while before getting posted and which sets gets posted immediately? if you make a set but by the time you finish you're not "in the mood" for it anymore (for lack of a better term), do you just save it in the drafts for later? or what's your thought process? :D

yeah, i’ve been utilizing my drafts a lot the last couple months for various reasons! a lot of my recent gifs of *older* content that i’ve been publishing are sets i had sitting in my drafts for days/weeks before i finally posted them. posting a set immediately just depends on when i made it, if it’s new content, or if i am really eager to show it off. i tend to gif old stuff when there’s a dip in new content, put them in my drafts, and publish those sets on days when new content isn’t expected/scheduled to be released. that way it doesn’t get buried in the tags and i can avoid posting multiple sets in a day and i’m still providing gifs on off days. for example, while the bts monuments docu series was airing over the past month, i held off on publishing any of my drafted sets in case i wanted to gif anything from the doc first. i also held off on those drafts after i received my ptd on stage dvd code and prioritized that footage for a while.

right now i have a couple comp sets in my drafts that are finished, but i just haven’t found the right gap of time to post them. i have some sets dating back to november just kinda collecting dust waiting for their time to shine. i stagger them so i always have something to post even during times when i don’t feel like giffing at all. i also try to alternate which members i publish a drafted set of so i’m not just posting consecutive sets of the same member back to back if can help it. otherwise not a ton of thought goes into it, i just decide to post a draft when i feel like it, usually every 3-4 days.

[horizon-forbidden-sheesh]

Writing Process: Drafting

Sooooo, I started drafting Part 2 almost immediately after Part 1 concluded—and by now I've abandoned my Scrivener file entirely and am doing everything in Google Docs. (I talk about my switch from Scrivener to Google, here. ⚙️)

This time, I didn't have all the journal entries to work from, either. I was starting entirely from a blank slate. So at first, I just let myself WRITE. All the scenes I was most excited about, in no particular order, just to squeeze all the juice out.

I did that for like a month. And then, when I had about 15-20k words of random bits and bobs, I started to put them in order, and develop a through-line. That's where the draft docs & trackers came in.

✏️ Away from Scrivener, I needed some extra organizational tools to house my more general notes, research, & scraps. So, I built this li'l cutie with easy links to all my Google draft files, and included a brief summary that helped me greatly when plotting out the next set 10 chapters for Part 2:

*The chapter titles were updated as my outline changed, but the summaries did not! The descriptor for Chapter 20 is now, like, Chapter 23.

Keeping the descriptors short really helps me stay on task. If I have so much I need to cover in a chapter that it drops my formatting to the next line, I know I probably won't be able to cover everything in ~3,000-5,000 words.

✏️ Now, that's just the first page of the "Table of Contents." As of today, it's 13 pages long, and it also houses a TON of notes and working drafts and snippets of dialogue that I am saving for future, as-yet-unspecified chapters.

It's really messy—and sometimes when I'm out & about and my service is shit, I whip open my old Notes app, just to get a thought down. Here, have a taste of what's been rattling around in my brain...

Dialogue often starts as just the dialogue. I layer in tags & descriptors later, during the editing process. Most of the conversations I've written started with me talking to myself alone in the car, in the shower, or while washing dishes. (This works for copywriting too. My best ideas almost NEVER come to me while I'm sitting-down-looking-at-a-screen. Of course.)

For instance, that same conversation made it from the Notes app into a Google Doc and has since evolved to:

A li'l somethin-somethin from the upcoming Scorcher Season's Chapter 24 🔥

✏️ Once I've got all the major plot points written, I'll go back and write the "boring" stuff in chronological order. Okay, it's not really boring. It's just the filler information that helps a reader get from point A to point B, and I edit as I go. This ends up being like half of the total word count for the full 10 Chapters.

I'm currently hitting this point in Part 3—and you can see below that just writing my favorite parts here and there gets me pretty far on its own. Over the last 3 weeks, I've nearly exhausted my imagination developing the general story arc. Next up, I'll go back and start fleshing out each chapters one by one.

Wanna know something CRAZY?? Over the last ~year, I've noticed that I tend to write nonstop during Mercury Retrogrades. Like, I don't want to do anything else. I'm learning not to schedule any major projects for these ~3 week periods, so I don't blow my deadlines on account of being too obsessed with my fanfic to bother. 😅

After my decision to expand to 4 Parts total, my original ToC Doc got a bit... top heavy. (Also, I got really tired of manually calculating all the word counts.) So, instead of continuing in Docs, I added a tab to my spreadsheet:

*Hiding my chapter summaries so as not to spoil!! 😈

As you can see, I fill in the links as I create the draft docs... and I've already had to split a chapter in half due to scale, so the untitled <Scorcher 7> dropped to Part 4. I'm hopeful I won't have to split any more, so I can end strong on 'Ten Days.'

I don't usually start the finale until the very end, because I've learned that the wonderful comments I receive will sometimes give me extra ideas that I want to ensure make it into the fic!

✏️ Around the time I've fully completed the first 5 chapters, I'll give myself the green light to start posting. That leaves me just enough runway to finish out the rest of the season, and posting on a timeline helps keeps me motivated & accountable!

This is getting kinda long, so I'll write about Trackers & Timelines I've developed along the way in another post.

Thanks for being here! 🖤

xo, Sheesh.

[amtrak12]

Deeply disappointed to report that my brain once again is not compatible with writing every day.

[theje0ngs]

JJH | from J, with love.

PAIRING/CHARACTERS • jaehyun x fem!reader

GENRE • fluff, dad!jaehyun, idol!au, marriage!au

WORD COUNT • 2k

CONTENT WARNINGS • just two curse words

GELA SAYS • this was in my drafts for a very long time and this is highly inspired by my personal life; my parents worked a lot when i was a kid, especially my dad who worked abroad, so he writes letters to me, my sibling and my mom whenever he’s away for work hehe <3 this is for anon who got their heart broken after reading divorce papers eahsahahah, i hope this makes it up to u! 🫶 also pls lmk if the link at the end doesn’t work and i’ll send u a new one hehe

HAPPY READING!

Jaehyun left the country heartbroken. It’s been two years since physical concerts stopped and now that it’s happening again, he had no choice but to leave the comfort of his home and his family for work. Something he couldn’t explain to his 3-year-old daughter. The last time they went on tour, Jieun was just a few months old and had no idea that her father had left to work abroad for a while.

“I will send you something every now and then, call me if you need anything and I will literally fly my ass back to Korea in case of emergency.” He told you as he rummaged through his bag, looking for his earphones. “Mom and dad said they’ll visit whenever they can, they’re just driving distance from where we live so you can drop Jieun there if you need to run errands on the days she’s not in daycare.”

You chuckle at your husband, “Babe, I know the basics. Your parents have contacted me as well, we’re heading there after this.” You replied, “Please, please, please be safe and avoid anything that will lead you to injury. It’s already hard seeing you go, and it’ll be much harder to know if you’re injured while you’re thousands of miles away from us.”

“Alright, thank you.” He sighed, finally found his earphones before facing you. “I’m definitely going to miss you two.”

The rest of the members were on their way here, Jaehyun personally asked his manager and the company if it was okay to head off to the airport with you and your daughter. Jieun was clueless — for now. She was amazed by how huge airports were and somehow, a miracle occurred, the three of you managed to enter this without any of paparazzies knowing. 

“Aww, look at you, a dad working abroad.” You tease, “We’ll miss you too, Jae. We’ll be fine, I promise.”

He was tempted to remove his facemask, wanting to kiss you on the lips, but it was too risky, and someone might notice and make a scene out of it. Instead, he wrapped his arm around your waist and kissed your temple even if there was a mask in between. After that, he sank down, turning his daughter’s attention from the chairs to him. 

“Jieun, daddy will be back in no time. Promise me you’ll be a good girl for mommy?” He said to the 3-year-old, extending his pinky out and waited for the toddler to wrap her small pinky to her dad’s. “Alright, once daddy comes back, I promise to take you to Everland and to the zoo. As long as you’re good to mommy and to your grandparents.”

“Are you coming back tomorrow, daddy?”

Ouch. That sentence made Jaehyun’s heart crack at some point. Jieun was a pandemic baby; she’s basically used to Jaehyun being around most of the time — even if he comes home late in the night after schedules or early in the morning. But this tour would be longer than Jieun expects; this tour covers at least 7 months abroad as they have scheduled 30 shows in different countries and cities which means they would either go back and forth to Korea or continue the tour for straight 7 months. “Um, well…”

“Daddy will be back before you know it baby,” You chimed in, realizing that he was having a hard time explaining his job to the toddler. “Right, daddy?”

Jaehyun nods his head in agreement, “I’ll be back in no time.” He lowered his mask, planting a kiss on his daughter’s cheek and stood up to plant a kiss on your temple. Fuck the paparazzi, I’m not going to see my girls for at least seven months. He thought. He bends down again and carries his daughter before taking you to his free arm. “Ah, I don’t think I can go through with this.”

“Jae baby, you’ve been dreaming about this day. You’ve always told me that you missed performing in concerts and here you are now… the two of us will be fine, I promise. We have your parents and mine,” You comfort, “We’ll Facetime you every night before she sleeps or whenever you’re available.”

He had no choice but to nod his head.

The first week has passed since Jaehyun left for Japan— their first stop of the world tour and 29 more weeks to go. Jieun cried throughout the weekend, in constant need to see her father. Since two countries share the same time zone, he, along with his 8 uncles, were able to facetime her every time they got the chance to. One time during dinner after the concert, Jieun insisted on calling her father to let him know that she was being a good girl and that she'd spent the day with her grandparents. Jieun’s energy was emptied that day, she didn’t even notice that she fell asleep in the middle of telling her father a story. The following day after that, you received a letter addressed from Japan. When you texted Jaehyun what it was about, he told you that he just wanted to try writing you two letters as it feels much personal to him. Jieun, despite her reading abilities, was excited to open her letter. It has become a personal thing and every time the group heads off to another country, he will send you two letters along with other memorabilia that he is reminded of you two. It was like that until the very end of the 7-month mark of their tour.

Jieun was fast asleep in her grandparents’ bedroom, taking her afternoon nap after playing with her grandfather. It felt like it was a perfect timing to share with your in-laws about the letters that your husband has been sending the past few months.

“I’ve told him he could also email me these things because imagine how much he’s already spent on shipping,” you told his mother, “But it’s cute, it’s romantic and Jieun looks forward to it every time we open the mailbox in the lobby of our apartment, she gets disappointed if it’s the bills - I, too, get disappointed.”

“Oh dear, Jaehyun loves writing. I think it started when he made one during kindergarten,”

“In Connecticut?”

Your mother-in-law nodded her head, setting down her cup of tea and stood up. “Wait here and I’ll grab some of the things he’s written to me and his father.”

Not even five minutes later, she returns to the dining area with a clear medium box filled with photographs, letters and memorabilia. She pulls out an album containing photographs of their stay in America, their travels when he was younger, basically everything that happened in Jaehyun taken in photographs. It was so cute that you were already thinking of doing the same with Jieun, recalling the Google drive you made where you store every photo of your daughter and have made a decision to print all those photos and create a box like this one. 

Jaehyun’s mom pulls out a frame, the first thing you notice were the two small handprints of color green and yellow. The piece was titled: My Handprints dated August 15, 2001. He was four years old and in kindergarten. You look at your mother-in-law, she was smiling yet feeling really emotional.

“I’m sorry, it’s just… he was four when he did this in school and I just can’t believe that time has gone by so fast.” She said, wiping a tear that escaped her eye. “You know, Y/N, I was really happy the day Jieun was born. She looked so small and looked like your husband. She’s almost the same age as Jaehyun when he wrote this poem.”

You comfort her, rubbing your hand on her back as you read the poem:

You’ll wonder how I grew so quick

When and where and why?

That hang here on your wall,

And memories will come back of me,

When I was very small…

Love,

Jay

After that visit to your in-laws, the following day, you and Jieun head off to the closest stationery store and grab the things you need such as paper, pen, frame as well as paint and stickers. You thought of surprising Jaehyun as he will be arriving tomorrow with something like the poem he made when he was young. When you told Jieun about it, she was thrilled and wanted to go home straight after your small date (you promised her ice cream, but she was too distracted about your plan that she didn’t ask to stop at the parlour).

“Mommy, what do I say to daddy?” She asked, holding a pencil, and started writing broken letters as best as she could.

“Hmm, you can write about how much you missed him. Can mommy guide you with writing?”

“Yes, please!”

You chuckle, carrying your daughter to the kitchen table and sat her on your lap before holding her small hand that held a pencil. So far, so good that her small hand was cooperating as you write on the paper. After writing, you’ve asked her if she wanted anything else to put on it, she decided to put stickers on them instead of paint because according to her, paint is very messy (based on her daycare experience). It was hard putting her to sleep, knowing that her dad will arrive in a few hours. When you did, successfully put her to bed, you wrapped your gift and hid it in Jieun’s bedroom next to her bed.

You woke up feeling someone plant kisses on your cheek, at first you thought it was Jieun because lately, she enjoys doing that. But you smelled the familiar scent of Jaehyun’s cologne, your eyes opened, and you jolted up in bed. You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you, inhaling his scent and even pinched yourself to check if he really was home.

“Are- are you really home? Am I not dreaming? But you said you’ll arrive at 4 o’clock in the afternoon! I haven’t cleaned the house- well, it’s no longer important, you’re back!”

Jaehyun laughs, “I am home, wifey. I wanted to surprise you and Jieun, Johnny and his wife dropped me off.” He explained, the tip of his fingers playing with your skin, “It’s only 7 o’ clock, do you want to... you know-”

Jaehyun was immediately cut off when the bedroom door opens and spits out your daughter holding her favorite stuffed toy. Her hair was messy, and she was rubbing sleepiness out of her eyes. “Mommy, I’m hungry- DADDY!” She squeals, dropping the toy and ran to her father.

“Hello princess. Good morning,” Jaehyun greets, tucking a few hair strands behind her ear and kissed her cheeks. “Have you been good?”

“I have!”

As Jieun babbles about her experience for the past seven months, the three of you head to the kitchen. You prepare breakfast, chocolate chip pancakes as your daughter requested.

“Sweetie, don’t you want to show daddy your gift to him?” You asked, and the moment you put the plate in front of her, she runs off to her bedroom.

“Gift? What gift?”

“Oh, it’s just something to thank you for all those letters and words of affirmation you’ve been sending us the past seven months.”

Jieun returns to the dining area with a box and a huge grin on her face. She hands it to her dad and climbs to his lap to watch her father’s hands as he rips the wrapping paper, revealing the letter that you two wrote and framed last night. Jaehyun’s smile grows big as he reads the content, his heart softens and looks at you: “Babe, this is amazing.”

“We went to your parents’ house the other day and your mom showed me the poem and letters you wrote to them when you were young. I thought I’d do the same thing for Jieun.”

Jaehyun puts the frame down on the table and carried Jieun before walking up to you and kisses your lips. “You two are the best.”

“Welcome home, daddy singer.”

(Jieun’s gift to Jaehyun)

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[athemarina]

writeblr intro!! finally!!

hello lovely people of the tumblr writing community <3 i'm marina (she/her) and i've had this blog for about a month now but so far Life and all its Obligations prevented me from making a proper intro post - here it finally is now, for everyone who'd like to get to know me and my projects a bit!

me as a person

i'm marina but you can also call me any nick name version of that and also any and all terms of endearment (can you tell i'm a libra). i'm 27, from austria, and speak german and english (pretty well), french (badly) and know how to order bread in korean (essential skill)

my interests include: philosophy, linguistics, horses, music, musicals, the city of paris, and also formula 1. yes i know this is random what can i say

i'm a full-time student and part-time capitalism worker-bee so depending on my schedule i might disappear for a bit, but i intend to always come back here to get inspired and get some work done! which leads me to...

me as a writer

i love coming up with new ideas and projects!! getting started is so much fun!! finishing things on the other hand!! is so hard!! send help!!

my fave genres (to read and to write): fantasy, sci-fi, works and words inspired by folklore and mythology - but really i like anything with compelling characters!

random things i love in writing: vampires (one day i'll write the Great Big Austrian Vampire Novella. alas, not today), characters that haunt the narrative, guilt and grief and healing from both, characters that make all the wrong choices, couples that have fun with each other, cryptic prophecies, sibling relationships, symbolic flowers

PLEASE COME TALK TO ME ABOUT WRITING!! i would really like to become part of a community here, so always feel free to come talk to me about your wips, my wips, the blorbo that lives in your head rent-free, the latest book you've read and loved... whatever you want to share i'd love to hear <3 you can also always tag me in games and challenges, but it might take me a bit to get to it, depending on how much real life hates me atm

my children: works in (never-ending) progress

i'm gonna make proper intro posts for all these projects soon, but to give you some idea of what i get up to, here are some short descriptions! some of these wips have been with me for a couple years, others are more recent, but they all haunt my every waking moment <;3

The Price of Wishing (first draft complete): good old sci-fi dystopian flair; a society that got rid of poverty by creating so called Houses of Service - institutions that will sell out their workers to the highest bidder for anything that people are willing to pay for. but it's not quite as simple as that: politics, organised crime, and a revenge plot years in the making all intersect at Isra's House of Service, and its inhabitants must learn to navigate these worlds - or they'll go down trying.

Forget Me (Not) (first draft about half-way done): wouldn't it be great to purge some of the mistakes we made from memory, not just our own but that of everyone? in a world in which the Chip implanted in everyone's neck records everything seen and experienced, this - collective forgetting - is the price celebrity contestants get to compete for in a reality tv show. each contestant has something they need the world to forget, but who can convince the viewers the most? the central theme of this story is grief, and when to hold on, and when to let go.

Attempts at Life (still in the outline stage): finn day and her brother felix know how their lives will play out: they were born in the lowest class society has to offer, and there they will stay. which is an unusual position for people like them to be in: both their souls were reborn for the fifth (and last) time; for them to have been assigned to this shitty life, they must have done something heinous in their previous one. finn is resigned to accept this punishment for a crime she can't even remember, but that's before the government offers her a position - she finds out things that change her view of society and herself forever, and she'll have to decide which one to save.

Untitled Fantasy (literally only thought of this last week): something something a necromancer brings back the hero of the ancient world to stop Something Bad from happening. only problem is - the hero does not remember ever being a hero. or anything at all, really. the rest of the world remembers, though. i'd love for this story to include some traditional austrian folklore elements! those are fun

so that's it! last but not least: if you've read this far, thank you so much omg you're my personal hero. i'm following a bunch of people already since i've been lurking for a couple weeks, but i'm always looking for new writers to get to know and support so pls interact with this post or shoot me a message and i'll check you out and follow you! and if you have any questions, or answers, or just wanna talk i'm very excited to get to know you all <3

[keepingitformyself]

call my bluff, call you babe

A/N: i’m going to be honest, i had taylor swift playing on repeat and the next thing i knew i opened up my drafts and pulled this out of my ass. hope you enjoy this for my first ever story :) sorry for any mistakes, this was spawned out of spontaneity.

synopsis: Natasha recalls her relationship with you in this very straightforward little story <3

pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

genre: fluff. very minor angst.

warnings: very minor sex mention.

please do not repost my work anywhere for any reason at all. if you do see this happen to any of my stories, please let me know. thank you x.

i used to believe that my life wasn’t ever meant to turn out like this, that i was never supposed to speak those three delicate words to you.

and maybe there was a moment where i thought it was possibility. there was.

it was when you were only two months new to the team, we’d had up to at least five conversations by then. it was winter and we were on an extract mission in Croatia and when you noticed one of my gloves was missing, you offered me one of yours with a small smile.

I never got cold, everyone knew that. but I took it anyway. you were surprised when i did.

maybe you didn’t know it back then, but my silence and hostility towards you was only to help me cope with how nervous you made me feel. i had liked you before i even knew it myself.

and you probably hadn’t even given it a second thought when you gave me your glove, but i thought about you and the glove for the rest of the day.

three weeks later, when i had finally worked up the courage to visit your room and return your glove, you gave me an easy smile, one that looked almost teasing yet reassuring. you’d been waiting for me. in some some way, i’d been waiting for you too.

you invited me to hang out with you for a while. you had said, ‘i made tony get all the harry potter movies on blue-ray, wanna watch them with me?’ i laughed because i had thought about how easily it could’ve been to watch them from a streaming service and that rarely anyone used blue-rays anymore.

i’d always loved how you had an old soul within you, you weren’t afraid to show it either.

it was two in the morning when we finished. there was a heavy feeling in the room after. it wasn’t a bad heaviness but we both had felt it. we didn’t want the night to end.

you offered a game of ‘20 questions’ to end the night. for each question you had asked, i told the truth. it was nice to have a friend.

three more weeks passed and we hung out more, my favorite part of the day became the moments when i was with you. the silent looks we shared in a crowded room and the jokes i’d whisper in your ear whenever we were alone.

one night when the team had scheduled a movie night, you had sat next to me. James Bond was playing, a favorite of mine, but i wasn’t interested in what was playing in front of us, instead i watched you.

halfway through the movie, something had given you the nerve to touch my hand. i froze in place and my lack of reaction almost made you pull away but i reached for your hand and squeezed it in reassurance. you looked at me in surprise and squeezed back. we smiled. i knew then, even if you didn’t, that you’d become one of the best parts about me.

i finally asked you out to dinner a month later, i took you out to a dive bar for beer and fries. it was quaint and no one bothered us. we ended the night with a walk in ‘Shakespeare garden’. you had told me once about your love for the english countryside and this was the closest we’d be to it in new york city.

you told me how this had been one of your favorite dates by far. you loved how i didn’t try to woo you with a fancy dinner reservation, despite having the money to do so.

you loved even more how thoughtful it all was at the same time.

‘the fries and beer? bringing the english countryside to new york city? you really know the way to my heart.’ you had joked.

you kissed me when i dropped you off back at your room and by the end of the night i had scored a second date. I walked back to my room with the dopiest smile on my face.

from then on things became easy and light. i had let you into my world, even the scary parts, and you had let me into yours.

i had met your parents five months into us being together. i loved meeting them because i had finally learned where some of my favorite parts about you had come from. your eyes and lips from your mom, and your nose and smile from your dad.

when we had left them at the end of the night your father pulled me into a hug and said ‘i hope you stick around for a long time, Natasha.’ i told him that i plan on staying for as long as you’d let me.

shortly after, i had you meet Yelena. she teased me about how i managed pull someone like you. in the mood to play along and be cheesy i laughed and looked at you as i said ‘fate led me to her’. you blushed and hid your face in my neck.

‘god that was cute but please never do it again.’ Yelena had said exaggeratedly as she got up from her seat to walk away. 

you got along so well with her that by the end of the night the both of you had planned a girls night together. 

ten months into our relationship we decided to move in together. the team was a little surprised when we announced it to them, but they knew we were serious and very committed by this point. it felt like the perfect time for us to do this.

tony had suggested to build a separate floor for us in the compound to ensure the privacy we had wanted, but also the safety.

we declined despite him constantly suggesting it. even stating that we wouldn’t have to pay rent, an amazing deal to get living in new york city. but we wanted our relationship to be as normal and domestic as possible. so we chose the route that best fit us.

looking for a place was stressful, especially in new york. but i loved doing it because i got to do it with you.

we finally found somewhere we liked, a nice two bedroom brownstone in the east village. it had exposed brick walls, a fireplace, hardwood floors and a rooftop deck. everything we both wanted in our new home.

we made the boys do all the heavy lifting once we moved in. Wanda had gifted us an air-fryer as a house warming gift. ‘I hope you can have me and Vis over soon for dinner. I'm gonna miss having you guys around.’ Wanda pouted as she and the guys got ready to leave. ‘I promise, we’ll let you know as soon as we get fully settled in’ you told her as you gave her a tight hug.

once they left and we took in our new space, you grabbed my hand and squeezed three times. ‘i love you.’ i squeezed back. even if we still had pieces of furniture missing, it had already started to feel like home.

later that night, we ordered take out for dinner and made love on our new mattress on the floor. it was our first night there of many.

this small chunk of the city was now ours to share and i had never felt so happy about starting this new chapter in my life with you.

the first time we had a big fight was hard for me. it was big, bigger than any other argument we’ve had. one that had led to screaming and slamming doors. it scared me when you threatened to leave me.

i thought you were only joking until you stormed out and i chased you down the street until you reached the end of the block.

it broke my heart when i saw your tear stained cheeks. ‘i never want to be the reason you cry.’ i whispered into your ear as i held you.

i showed you my hand and led you back home. we sat and talked on the roof. that night i confessed to you that i never wanted to see you walk away.

on our two year anniversary we decided to take a few days off and head to a lakeside cabin in upstate new york. you were cooking us dinner as you told me about a dream you had the night before, you would throw your head back in laughter and would move your hands animatedly when trying to recreate the scene you were telling. i knew then that i wanted to give the rest of my life to you.

i called Tony after the trip and arranged for him to set me up with a jeweler who could make me something custom.

before i could even tell him, he had already figured out why. ‘holy shit you’re going to propose! oh my god, pepper! Nat is going to lock it down with Y/N!’ through the phone i could hear something of what sounded like a mug crashing on the floor and a loud ‘what?!’

after they had settled down, Tony had finally scheduled me an appointment with the best jeweler in the city.

everything about the ring was perfect. your birthstone with tiny diamonds surrounding it. inside of the band was engraved with ‘yours and nobody else’s’. a nice detail I was happy to have thought of. 

the night you said ‘yes’ and agreed to give me your hand would be one that i’d never forget. I had already planned for how I was going to propose. I was supposed to take you out to dinner, beer and fries. then I'd walk you through ‘Shakespeare Garden’, just like how our first date had gone. 

except this time the team would help set up a beautiful walkway of roses that would lead me to pouring out my heart to you and getting on one knee. 

I couldn't wait, that night was two weeks away and I was already impatient. so instead, I asked you in the middle of the battlefield. 

we were in Belarus. we had just finished taking down a group of traffickers that had been using innocent civilians as their guinea pigs for their experiments.

i was limping, smelled of sweat and had a scrape on my cheek. you had a cut above your left eyebrow and soot across your face, but you have never looked more beautiful. I couldn't stop myself from the next words that left my mouth. 

‘marry me’ I breathed out like I've been deprived of saying those words my whole life.  

‘what?’ you stopped what you were doing to look at me. 

‘what-’

‘hold on-’

‘huh?’

‘um Nat I think we’re two weeks ahead of schedule-’

‘marry me.’ i spoke again, cutting everyone off.

‘you’re bluffing right?’ you looked at me as if i’d lost my head.

‘i’m not bluffing, babe. i swear it. i had a whole plan for how this would go, but i didn’t have it in me to wait any longer.’ i reached for your hand and held it up to my chest.

‘i would really like it if you said yes now.’ i smiled lovingly, anticipating your next words.

‘of course i- oh my god! of course! yes!’ you pulled me in and kissed me. our tears were mixed into the kiss, we were sticky and smelled like wet dog, but it was enough.

you were with me and i was with you, and that was enough.

‘look this is nice and all but we have literal traffickers in our custody that need to be transferred to prison.’ Tony interrupted.

i pulled away from you and rolled my eyes at Tony, i turned to look back at you, your hand was in mine as i swung them back in forth and you smiled at me with teary eyes. nothing could ruin this moment.

on the way home the team had properly congratulated us. Steve and Bucky had cried a little, you were like their little sister. Wanda was excited as ever to start going dress shopping with you, and Tony had already started to make arrangements for an engagement party.

you were sat next to me in the jet, your head rested on my shoulder and one hand was grasped in mine. ‘i cant believe you just proposed to me in the middle of a mission.’ you let out a laugh.

‘at least i had the decency to wait until we were finished.’

‘i guess that’s true.’

i pulled you into me once more, rubbed my nose on your cheek and kissed the top of your eyebrow. ‘thank you for never walking away.’

[cdelphiki]

I'm very curious to know whether the present Batfamily noticed that Jason has gone missing? I just fonished your time travelling fic the Time Before and I have so many questions! Is that something you'd even want to focus on? Mayby little Jay should stay in the past? Third time is the charm right???? But worried Bruce is soo juicy! Maybe the past and present Bruce can have an adoption war? I cant decide how I'd like this story to go haha

Ahhhhh I really need to finish that story. I actually know the answer to everything, since I had the whole thingy planned out before I started (or at least I knew the end game and had the final scene already drafted out)

I am going to happily answer everything, but I"ll put it under a break because its SPOILERS FOR THE TIME BEFORE!!!!! for chapters that will come out I have no idea how long from now. I hope soon, but I don't see any real time on my schedule for at least the next month. 😭

Seriously, this is major Spoilers don't look if you hate spoilers.

So Jason staying in the past would be super interesting just in him getting to have a second go at it and this time not die, etc, but I feel like I'd have to have him slowly lose his memory, idk. I just feel it would be weird and difficult for a self-sufficient adult (even if hes only 19 and is a certified Baby because of that, he does support himself and is completely on his own) to have to redo childhood, and be so dependent. At least he’s 9 and not like 2, but yeah. That would be hard. But the angst potential there 🥺 BUT alas, that is not the plan.

Jason is going to end up back in his 19-year-old body. The time travel body switcher device only throws a consciousness back in time for a set amount of time, and they'll know here soon the exact amount of time it is. Hal or whoever it was Bruce asked for advice is gonna be like 'oh yeah i just dealt with that stupid thing a couple months ago' and tell them it's harmless and Jason's consciousness (and Black Mask's) will go back to their original time and bodies in like 3 days or something. Or maybe I'll pick some really random number, like 62.43 hours, because "well it was programmed on [some random planet] and is going off how they measure time!"

I MENTIONED SPOILERS RIGHT, because I'm legit just gonna tell yall everything here.

So there will be a bit of angst because Hal will say something like 'well as long as their future selves are still alive they'll pop back no problem. The catch is, the future self is basically uninhabited (meaning very vulnerable). There's not baby jason suddenly up in the future. Since Jason got shot at the start of the fic, it makes Jason just think he's either gonna pop back to nothing and be dead or just never return, and he's quite upset about it but trying to hide it. He doesn't let himself go back to sleep again the whole time he's in the past.

BUT, back up in the future, a certain Batman gets a weird reading on his computer coming from Black Mask's place, and goes to investigate and finds Red Hood bleeding out and an unconscious Black Mask. He quickly takes Red Hood to the cave for treatment and gets GCPD to pick up Black Mask. He probably did something wrong. They'll find something to charge him with, even if its just shooting Red hood.

So Bruce and Alfred have Jason's body and they take good care of it and get him on the mend, but hes nOT WAKING UP!!! It's very concerning. Bruce is haggard. Idk if he finds the device black mask had or not, and if he does, he gets the same info from Hal past bruce got, too. So maybe he knows Jason is coming back, maybe he doesn't. But he keeps vigil at Jason's bedside, because despite what Jason thinks, Bruce loves him dearly. Unless im specifically writing an abusive!bruce AU, my Bruce always loves Jason dearly. It's just Jason who might not believe or understand that.

Anyway. Theres lots of tears in the past the closer to Jason's return gets, won't go into detail, but then he pops back up into the future. It just felt like he fell asleep, so he wakes up kinda groggy and feels the pain in his stomach and is like oh. so im just gonna die now. but NOPE. HE ISN'T Because Bruce is sitting right there at his bedside and they have a heart to heart 🥺 Jason is kinda forced into the conversation because obviously being a teenager he wants to jump right back to his angry i-hate-you-dad attitude but Past Bruce is still so fresh in his mind and all the good warm feelings he had he breaks pretty fast.

Then I'll bounce back to the past for like an epilogue or something and show little Jason waking back up in himself and he's being carried to bed by Bruce or something and FREAKS OUT. Absolutely goes mental. But future Jason had already told Bruce how to win Jason over by getting him books and food and talking about going to Gotham Academy so he gets won over very fast. (I think they're just gonna act like he got there and he had amnesia but social services dropped him off and does he not remember that? but he remembers everything else now??? and go from there. BbJason will see his bear and his picture and everything in his bedroom and kind of relax and think maybe they're truthful. He can at least give this home a try. They haven't hit him yet.)

And thats basically it. Everyone lives happily ever after. Baby Jason grows up to not die at 15, and big Jason moves back in with Bruce and, like, goes to college or something. Thank you Black Mask for trying to kill him, he saved everyone. 

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Grateful Day 11.26.22

Super late posting but I’ve been dealing with one life event after the other. My sister ended up hosting on Thursday which meant I could relax and take my time cooking Friday/Saturday instead of rushing around like a crazy person. It went well but also started some family drama being that none of the usual guests were invited. For our sanity’s sake, of course. I thought it would be dropped and we could all move on but we can’t. Yeah family. So anyway I finally had the spare time to get on here and just blog how I’ve been wanting to. And let me tell y’all.

I’ve Got Some News.

First, I want to start of by thanking everyone who supports me here. Especially those of you who have been here from the beginning. It means a lot to me that my blog has been an inspiration or even a safe place for some of you on your parenting journey. I know it’s got more personal and less *advice-y/* over the years but I’m leaning towards that direction, with a little twist. 

  I know I’ve made a lot promises over the past few months, regarding consistency, and while I feel awful about it I also realize I set myself up for failure. I don’t thrive off of hard schedules and so I’ve opened myself up to simply offering one post a week at any time during the week. Do you know how many times I’ve gotten on here to post but realized it wasn’t Sunday so I put off preparing a post and then it stayed in my drafts? A lot. I want to be able to share authentically and take breaks as needed without the pressure of only being able to post on my one day a week. 

  Additionally, I’ll make one post purely for advice and questions I’ve gotten over the past several months. You all have sent me 100s of questions/calls for advice that have gone unanswered so I want to take the time and support those who have been supporting me. That particular post will be released on a consistent date because the questions have already piled up. You can look forward to my advice column on Fridays at 3pm. 

With all of that out of the way...

I’ve been super busy prepping for baby#4 these past few weeks. Not so much with actual baby stuff, but with spending a lot of time with me “big” babies in preparation for being secluded with a newborn for, at least, 3 months. The amount of stares and unsolicited “You should be resting” I’ve gotten has increased since I’m the size of a whale at this point, but I truly live for my little outings with my little ones. As I approach my due date, I realize I have an unwavering fear about developing PPD so I think I’m forcing myself to be happy and busy so I don’t think about it. Ah well, as is life. 

The kiddos are doing well and rushing this baby out. Thalia is homeschooling well with me and we’ve decided to take that route for as long as it’s comfortable for us all. It’s definitely been experience and I’m a former teacher! Solomon and Zoe like to join in but often end up convincing me that Thalia needs a break and will rescu- I mean kidnap her from me and run outside. We’ve been taking it day by day and they’re all growing so fast as I’m sure you can see in the photo. They’ve been praying for the baby every night and have asked me multiple times if I could “grab baby out” which has been fun to explain to a two toddlers and a 5 year old. 

Our little family is growing and thriving as best as it can and I hope yours is too. This year has been hard enough with all the nonsense going on in this world so I hope you’re taking the time to care for yourself.

Until next time,