#putting the puzzle pieces back together

[lightning-chicken]

Putting the Puzzle Pieces Back Together - Part 2

PART 2: Black Sheep

and finally, after two months… here it is!! this is part 2 of my amnesiac jay fic (which is now officially an au), featuring jay’s experiences in the secret agency the administration!

thanks to the amazing @inspectorghoul for beta reading, and especially for all the latin :D

now for the people who asked to be tagged (if you also want to be tagged next chapter, tell me!): @giftofjay @ninjagokata

excerpt below cut:

As he studied his reflection, Jay noticed again the pinkish-white scars on his hands, branching out like miniature trees. The sight of them tugged something in his brain—these weren’t new scars; they were old scars. From before. Carefully, he reached out to trace them, pushing up his jacket sleeve. His skin tingled at the contact. The scars ran up his arms in streaking patterns and faded at his shoulders.

And there were other scars, too: nicks and scrapes and scratches and burns scattered all over. Not to mention the notch in his eyebrow.

It was scars like these, and reports of falling mechs, that made Jay question what exactly his past self had been doing with his life. And what his past self would think of him now: joining an agency he knew next to nothing about, all because of the chance to do something good and the possibility of remembering who he once was.

“I’m sorry,” Jay confessed quietly to his past self, voice barely above a low whisper. “I won’t forget you anymore than I already have. I’ll find out who you—who we were. I promise.”

[linoyes]

im exploding him with my mind if u were wondering

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

At one point Wally kept getting 'nightmares' of crazy potential futures. They were seriously freaking him out because most of them were bleak and apocalyptic.

He was especially freaked out by how detailed and real they felt. But he wrote them off as stress dreams because they were just too crazy to be true.

I mean, come on. Barry Allen actually being alive in the speedforce and returning to be the Flash? Clearly, that wasn't happening.

... Yeah.

At one point Wally dreamt of an alien creature before he had actually encountered it in real life and he used the knowledge he had gained in his 'dream' to understand the alien in the present.

And you know what this storyline should have ended with? Wally realizing that he was seeing various potential futures. You know what didn't happen? That.

The storyline ended with Wally chalking it up to stress and deciding to take more time off with his family.

Because he's a dumbass. A lovable dumbass but a dumbass nonetheless.

[waywardsalt]

Returned to Starbound for a bit recently, and decided to make more homes in the rest of the major planet types!

Used a lot of generated structures again, but had to hand make some stuff for the arctic and lava planets (neither of those biomes have generated structures) and couldn't find anything particularly good on the savannah planet.

Original post with the other planet types here

[autumnrory]

woooo my niece took 5 of my 13 lego sets, one of which was one of the three larger ones, so that's one huge box out of the way and i'm just glad she wanted them because like they ARE twenty years old and they look fine ofc but sometimes kids aren't gonna want stuff that isn't new and shiny ya know, but she did seem to want everything which would've been fine with me but i knew there was no way they would take all that with them, and at least i still have stuff of my own to sell, plus should get at least a cut of my brother's stuff for doing the inventory and putting together that stuff that wasn't already done

[triglycercule]

dust has definitely killed killer before fighting over papyrus's scarf. killer and dust both have opposing views on papyrus's scarf. killer doesnt like seeing others wear it and (SHUT UP I KNOW ITS NOT CANON!!!!) dust wears it in papyrus's honor and probably for self comfort. killer even ripping a thread on the scarf warrants dust to break his hand (because killer has his silly little backstory where he did the genos and everything hes wayyy more violent towards him than horror bc horror didn't kill everyone (HYPOCRITE!!! HYPOCRITE!!!!)) anyways when killer touches dust's scarf is one of probably the few times he can't win a fight against him

perchance i think dust should get to tear apart killer's soul right infront of his eyes while he screams in pain and dust gives him the coldest look ever to exist (and horror was watching with popcorn :3)

[flash-from-the-past]

Are You Ready for the Hardest Jigsaw Puzzle in the World?

[softfuzzyships]

I know cc would never tell Lelouch she's 90% sure I was whatshername 500 years ago or whatever. But he's observant and he knows she's being weird abt me lol. Like she doesn't rly like being near me but is also kind of fond (and weirdly defensive) of me. He has no idea why tho

[matoitech]

my senior dog has been acting up so much since our family dog died since she was raised w her since she was a puppy and now i think shes really lonely, whenever i look up solutions ppl r like 'get another dog!' but im hoping to move out soon and i cant with 2 dogs lol (and its just a bad time for me to get a puppy, even if i want one <3). trying to give her more attention isnt really helping especially bcuz my dog is very standoffish and independent and doesnt WANT the attention a lot lol. she loves extra training time but i can only give her so much food. idk what to do

[princekirijo]

I hate when you have like pieces of a character and you're trying to put it together but just. nothing. Mind blank. Head empty

[lightning-chicken]

my english teachers could only dream of getting me to read 17k words in a day yet here we are (i caught up on PtPPBT and have transcended) -zaptrap

(the zaptrap, in my lockbox? mindblowing)

agagsgsgsg i’m so happy you love ptppbt!! i told myself it wasn’t going to be that long but chapter 2 took it up to 32k and here we are, with no sign of stopping. chapter 3 is going to be… (glances at outline) something, that’s for sure!

[green-cargaytions]

there’s So Much happening my brain feels like maybe a washing machine full of puzzle pieces

[aku-zone]

Humans really popped off when they made puzzles

[l0v3c0r3e]

i think i love stranger things so much because it's like one big puzzle

[ifacotarwasgood]

CHAPTER 2 - page 13/?

original word count: 3940

revised word count: 2145

click for ch 2's full comparison document.

original:

I set down the fork and watched the flames of our meager fire dance along the remaining logs, stretching out my aching legs beneath the table. I turned to my sisters. As usual, Nesta was complaining about the villagers—they had no manners, they had no social graces, they had no idea just how shoddy the fabric of their clothes was, even though they pretended that it was as fine as silk or chiffon. Since we had lost our fortune, their former friends dutifully ignored them, so my sisters paraded about as though the young peasants of the town made up a second-rate social circle. I took a sip from my cup of hot water—we couldn’t even afford tea these days—as Nesta continued her story to Elain. “Well, I said to him, ‘If you think you can just ask me so nonchalantly, sir, I’m going to decline!’ And you know what Tomas said?” Arms braced on the table and eyes wide, Elain shook her head. “Tomas Mandray?” I interrupted. “The woodcutter’s second son?” Nesta’s blue-gray eyes narrowed. “Yes,” she said, and shifted to address Elain again. “What does he want?” I glanced at my father. No reaction—no hint of alarm or sign that he was even listening. Lost to whatever fog of memory had crept over

revised:

I set down the fork and took a sip of hot water. We couldn’t even afford tea anymore. Nesta continued telling her story to Elain. “Well, I said to him, ‘If you think you can just ask me so nonchalantly, sir, I’m going to decline!’ And you know what Tomas said?” Arms braced on the table, Elain said, “What?” “Tomas Mandray?” I interrupted. “The woodcutter’s second son?” Nesta’s eyes narrowed. “Yes.” “What does he want?” I glanced at my father. No reaction—no hint that he was even listening. “He wants to marry her,” Elain said dreamily. Nesta cocked her head. “Problem, Feyre?” I sometimes wondered if her unrelenting steel would’ve helped us survive better if she hadn’t been so preoccupied with what we’d lost. I barely kept from rolling my eyes. “You can’t chop wood for us, but you want to marry a woodcutter’s son?” “I thought you’d be happy,” she sneered. “Don’t you dream of a day when Elain and I are out of the house?” “When you want to marry someone worthy, I’ll be the first one marching to his door and handing you over. But the Mandrays are barely better off than us.”

[megatraven]

rewatched my favorite hilda episode again (the house in the woods) and oh boy does it make me yearn as much as it makes me feel content