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Noticing the absence of something is hard, but I don’t usually post fundraisers. I think I’ve done it once, and I basically only do it when close friends are organizing them.

finally! welcome to my comic sans powerpoint presentation for The Black & Blues! you can read all of Part I and I am currently posting Part II!

read it here for free on ao3!

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𝕊𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝔽𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝔹𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘

ɢ ʀ ʏ ꜰ ꜰ ᴏ ɴ

Beautiful creatures, untouchable, rare. With the body, tail, and back legs of a lion, and the head and wings of an eagle with its talons on the front legs, the gryffon has been desirable creatures especially for the elite class

in which Meara finally begins to settle into all of the sudden changes in his life and starts to get comfortable in his skin

“I want to cover a Pansy Division song.” Danny looks over at you from his side of the room. Since you’re getting paid so much more and working so many more hours now, you’ve been able to save up for a mattress pretty quickly. It’s just a single, but it’s way better than the floor. You also insisted on helping Danny get one so he doesn’t screw up his back, especially since he’s on his feet all day at work. He pauses and says, “Are you sure?” You don’t look over at him. Instead, you’re updating The Black & Blues myspace blog to let everyone following know you’ll have new music up soon, and that merch is incoming. You still don’t have desks, but you found some cheap TV trays you can put the monitors on. Then you open myspace, to see if you have any new messages. It’s all grifters who insist they can make your band the next big thing, but you know better. Talent and marketing matter, yeah. But it’s mostly luck and being in the right place at the right time. “Yeah.” Your eyes don’t leave your computer screen. Danny stands to peer over your shoulder. “What’re you doing over here?” You’re in your myspace page preferences. You’ve clicked on the ‘Interested In’ drop down menu, and your cursor hovers over ‘men,’ but you don’t click on it. Not yet. Danny sits down beside you and says, “Hey, you don’t owe anyone anything, okay? If you’re not ready–” “No,” you say firmly. “I think I finally am.” And you click, and you save your preferences, and when it loads your home screen again, there it is on the bottom of the page. ‘Interested in: Men. Relationship status: In a Relationship.”

read it free on Ao3 here!

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i figured i'd keep it simple and let the protagonists answer, so that's laszlo (rockdove), ven (insincere.), faye (on kingston alley), and the heart (tales from a dying heart) (who is not really a protagonist but they're silly so who cares)

q1. "why did you leave home?"

laszlo

“I go wherever my father goes for international affairs. It’s quite interesting, actually. I sit in with the kings and queens of our vast countries, and I get to see my friends from other noble houses. Never across the sea though. We only travel through landlocked territories, especially since the Wave Raiser has been aggravated lately…”

ven

“If I had a reason, I wouldn’t have left – I’d still be in bed, thinking about why I wasn’t doing what I wanted. One foot after the other, I guess…”

faye

“Couldn’t if I wanted to. Mum really likes it in Kingston Alley, so I don’t think we’ll be leaving anytime soon. I was born and raised here, but I wanna see the world, y'know?”

the heart

“Home is wherever we dwell. In the folds of us, all are welcome, and none are lost. Happiness lies in the home. Our home. Why don’t you free yourself from mortal pain and join us?”

q2. "what is your ideal job?"

laszlo

“Well, I’m the king of Miyokav by birthright, so that is my ideal job. What else would there be for me?”

ven

“What… a job? Is that something I’m supposed to have? Ah, I don’t know what that is. Do other people have jobs?”

faye

“Journalist! At a big, flashy newstation, where I get all the good stories. But if I had to be less picky, anywhere I’d get all the information. And attention, too, equally important. Anything but a lawyer.”

the heart

“Protecting the fragile human soul as it shuffles through the listless endeavour of life.”

q3. "what will life look like when you complete your goal?"

laszlo

“Simply put, free. No more renewals, no more temples, no more fear. Every nation has lost centuries of safety to forces outside of our control, but no longer. It’s what everybody needs, and honestly? I can do it.”

ven

“Oh, a goal… yeah, okay. I’d need a goal before I can think about what would happen when it succeeds – if it ever does. I can get one of those – staying awake, maybe? I feel awake, but nobody seems to agree. As for what’d happen when I really ‘wake up,’ I don’t know…”

faye

“A whole lot better, that’s for sure! I’ll be a hero! And nobody will give me weird looks anymore! I won’t have to rely on anyone – I’ll be in charge of myself!”

the heart

“Better than it ever has been since life severed itself from us. Human love is fickle and rife with misery, and when we welcome all back into our wholeness, there will be none of that needless pain. For it is only humanity that gives what hurts them such a sweet name. ‘Love.’”

here are your questions:

who are you closest to? how do you feel about them?

2. what kind of music do you like most?

3. what do you think your future will be like?

tagging @introchasingstars, @idreamonpaper, @honeybewrites, @inadequatecowboy, @laylathewordwitch

It isn’t until you get on the expressway that Frankie asks, “What do you guys want to listen to?” “Um.” You pause, unsure. She asked, but does she actually want you to answer, or just Josselin? Josselin looks over his shoulder and back at you as best he can. “Meara?” They are asking you. “Something upbeat?” It comes out an awkward question. Frankie grins at your reflection in the rearview mirror. “How about some good ol’ fashioned ska?” Your shoulders perk and your face brightens. “I’d love that!” You haven’t listened to it much since high school, but it used to be one of your favorite genres. There were a lot of things you used to do, you used to like, you used to be. Maybe now, without Drake around telling you what you can and can’t do, you can rediscover some of them again. She attaches her phone via bluetooth and soon the music starts blaring through the car. Josselin flinches and tugs at his ponytail a little, and Frankie turns it down immediately. “Shit, sorry. I was listening to KMFDM and you know how I like I loud.” Josselin’s shoulders relax when the music goes down to background volume. He stops pulling, but he still runs his fingers through the hair hanging over his shoulder. She takes one hand off the wheel to squeeze his knee, just for a moment, before moving back to her original position.

-from The Most Beautiful Puzzle (Ao3, Wattpad)

tom law - never met you // chousand - sun hats // julia nunes - then ok // william beckett - oh, love! // hot chelle rae feat. meajor - radio // barns courtney - golden dandelions // bug hunter - sweet nothin' // emma stevens - sunflower // børns - electric love // jr jr -in my mind (summertime) // noah and the whale - five years time // american authors - i'm born to run // rivvrs - i will follow you // never shout never - i love you more than you will ever know

listen here

sheraton academy tag

Frankie tag

Josselin tag

Cafe Latte: ao3 wattpad

The Most Beautiful Puzzle: ao3 wattpad

The Black & Blues: ao3

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I somehow missed this one until now but. tagged by @oh-no-another-idea to share nine lines and tag nine people!

from The Black & Blues, as always

You try to curl into the smallest ball you can manage, to cover yourself, but you can’t move and your clothes are gone and there are legs skittering over your skin and your neck is burning and it’s so hot and you thrash in your sheets and when you open your eyes your hands are scrabbling at your face and something is around your wrists and— “Meara!” You know that voice, it’s— “Meara, stop! You’re hurting yourself! Meara, please—“ It takes a second to place yourself when you open your eyes. Your skin burns a little, like the spiders have started biting, but there are no spiders, there’s just the dim room and tangled sheets and Josselin next to you, gently pulling your hands away from your face. “Meara.” His voice sounds so scared and broken. You clear your throat. Blink a few times. “What happened?” Clear your throat again. “I. Um. Just a bad dream.” You can’t hide the shaking in your voice. “It’s dumb, it’s—“ “It’s not dumb,” Josselin interrupts. “You were trying to rip your skin off.”

a couple more than nine lines but otherwise it wouldn't make sense :p

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@abalonetea @urbiggestfan-01 @athenswrites

It wasn’t often Josselin spent the night at Frankie’s, especially with his recent workload. Maybe a few nights a month. And he didn’t want Meara to think he was trying to get away from him when Josselin saw him so little, too. But Josselin had had the past three days off, finally, and while he’d spent the first two with Meara, his husband had noticed him looking at his phone more frequently, checking his email, his Twitter, and texting more often. Finally, Meara pulled Josselin to the side, kissed him, and said, “Go. I know you miss her. The kids and I will be okay for a night.”

(in the far future in the canon, Josselin and Meara get married! and they have a little family <333)

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“Josselin?”

Josselin looked up from his book when Frankie called him from the bathroom. Just her head was peeking out, the doorframe blocking everything below her chin. Was she just out of the shower? She was particular about being seen then. But her hair was dry.

“Yeah?”

Frankie stepped out from behind the doorframe, turning around as she did so. She was in a small, yellow and blue striped bikini, her hand balled at the back of her neck in the straps to the top. Josselin swallowed, marked his page, and put his book down beside him on the couch.

“Could you check the straps here for me? I want the bow to be even. It keeps coming undone.”

this story is from the original canon from a long time ago! here, Meara and Josselin met and started dating in high school, and Dona and Josselin were also together (in high school) for a while. after they all graduated, Dona moved, so he and Josselin broke up, but stayed friends and video called often (about a year later Dona meets Pascal!). Josselin and Meara had actually been together about 5-6 years when Josselin and Frankie meet! I just flipped it around in all of my AUs because I wanted Frankie there but I also wanted to write stories about Meara and Josselin meeting and falling in love in ten thousand different ways, lol

if anyone is interested I can write out a vague timeline of who knew each other when and what everyone’s relationships were! but you don’t need to know any of it for any of my more recent stuff about them to make sense :)

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