Chapter 12: This is How a Heart Breaks
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Chapter 12: This is How a Heart Breaks
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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WIP Wednesday
Today I have something different. It's a part of the third chapter for this Tom Ryder/Ryland Grace Coltland twin AU fic I've been writing. I haven't gotten very far into this chapter yet so nothing too exciting
"He's been so crabby all day. I wonder what crawled up his ass and died all of a sudden," Colt wondered. Grace rolled his eyes at the crass language. He knew Tom could be difficult sometimes and that Colt dealt with a good chunk of the actor's drama. But he did hate Tom a lot more than was necessarily warranted in Grace's opinion."Sorry this has taken so long. Ryder has been in such a mood today," Colt said. Grace nodded, finally swallowing the bite of food. "It's okay. I haven't been waiting that long." They were going to go hang out once Colt was free. The weather was beautiful and the location they were filming on was perfect. The nearby beaches were calling to them to hang out either basking in the sun or swimming in the water. Afterward, they planned to grab dinner together. Ryland was looking forward to it. It reminded him of the summer vacations of their youth. "He's been so crabby all day. I wonder what crawled up his ass and died all of a sudden," Colt wondered. Grace rolled his eyes at the crass language. He knew Tom could be difficult sometimes and that Colt dealt with a good chunk of the actor's drama. But he did hate Tom a lot more than was necessarily warranted in Grace's opinion.
Do we have a franz kafka diary entry for july 1st, i want to know what he thinks!!!
happy too tired July everyone
WIP Wednesday!
And Happy Canuck Day to all who celebrate 🍁
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“We’re gonna be here all afternoon while he shops the bloody closet,” Izzy grumbled as he clomped his way over to a nice-looking chair. He plopped down in it with a groan, closing his eyes. “Wee John’s found a good mattress he thinks he can what the second one in the bunk out with. Split the cover; sew it back up so there’s no seam.” Ed stared at him, wondering not for the first time how Izzy could be so fucking relaxed after a raid or attack or whatever. “Out with it, Eddie,” he said eventually, not even opening his eyes. Stede paused his rummaging and looked over at him. Ed glanced between the pair of them and shrugged. “Just trying to wrap my head around how you’re fine just…” He mimed stabbing a guy, then choking a guy, then slitting someone’s throat just in case they didn’t get the picture. Or, well, in case Stede didn’t get the picture, Izzy was still sitting with his eyes closed. “They attacked us,” Stede reminded him. “Yeah, but you know you coulda just…” “Ed,” Stede said gently, abandoning the shirts in his hand over the back of a sofa as he crossed the room. He took Ed’s hands, making sure to catch his eye before he spoke. “It’s crueler to let them starve. We’ve taken everything, it’s what we do. Especially knowing there’s a heavier price on my head. We can’t risk going to a port where we don’t know if we’re going to be hunted or not. It would be far, far crueler to let them suffer a slow death than deal with them outright.” “Know what it’s like trying to survive when all you got is fucking water and rum. Wouldn’t wish that on anyone,” Izzy said without opening his eyes, but Ed felt the guilt all the same.
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pride month!!!
Is that a miette?
Pride for you! Pride for a thousand years!!
you COME OUT to miette? you come out to her as queer? oh! oh! pride for mother! pride for mother for One Thousand Years!!!!
This is a nerdy household where I excitedly tell my spouse about the little glowbutts flying around in the yard, and he thinks I'm excited about some sort of Firefly update news.
katniss: everyone’s so focused on protecting peeta because they too know how pure hearted he is and believe that he—a boy they’ve never even met before—deserves to survive over them and their friends of literal decades
finnick, to literally everyone else: okay if peeta dies she’s gonna kill all of us and then herself, so hands in, protect bread boy on three-
seven sentence sunday
thank u for the tags @elodiah @loki-is-my-kink-awakening @megglesthegeek and @mobiusismycomfortcharacter ! 💖 i actually wrote some sentences for the mermau this morning!
"Get in the car," she snapped at the boys and they scrambled to comply. Then, Mobius found his personal space invaded by all of his ex-wife's six-foot height and he very resolutely did not shrink before her.
"Look here," she hissed, green eyes flashing as they snapped to Loki and swept him up and down, her livid expression never changing. "I don't give a fuck what you do in your free time, Don-"
"Don't call me that, he interrupted hotly. She rolled her eyes with a huff, then jabbed a finger toward his chest.
"I got a phone call from the FBI today, Mobius."
i'll probably change it later, cuz i decided i want this scene to be from Loki's pov but ! words are words 👏 and im quite happy with them
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Seven Sentence Sunday
More of the tapes Grace sent from Project Hail Mary
The video shifted into watching the two of them work together. Rocky needed space on the ship, so he and Grace built it. The way they bickered while setting it up reminded Stratt of building Ikea furniture. Rocky was a little bossy at times but he was often right. "Grumpy. Angry. Stupid. How long since last sleep?" Rocky asked. At least someone was making sure he slept. Grace was notorious for going days with little sleep back on the Vat. The rest of the scientists knew to avoid him as much as they could on those days. Stratt had done her best to make sure he slept by making him work on the couch in her office. Eventually, the quiet of the office and the softness of the couch would work their magic and Grace would doze off. She only ever admitted to Carl that the couch was purchased specifically for Grace to nap on. Rocky's methods for getting Grace to sleep were a little more direct than hers but still effective.

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Stats Sunday
Thanks for the tag @loki-is-my-kink-awakening.
June 2026
41.7k Words Written
28 Writing days (I don't know about sessions, my writing software gave me days)
Approx 56 hours writing and editing
1 Project worked on
7 Chapters posted
Progress towards 2026 goals
I have, indeed, made progress. Goal was to do FTH and possibly 3 monthly challenges. This is the first of my 3 FTH fics, and I did a challenge in January.
Tagging @elodiah, @lokisleftbranch, @mobiusismycomfortcharacter
Seven Sentence Paragraph Sunday
tagged for this bit by @elodiah and @mobiusismycomfortcharacter
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“Three fucking days,” Izzy said against his lips.
“I know,” Stede agreed.
“Three. Fucking. Days.”
“And as much as I hate that, I do have to wonder if this is the appropriate time, given we just-“
“Life-affirming,” Izzy said as he pulled Stede’s shirt from his trousers. As he pulled it over Stede’s head, he said, “Life on a pirate ship is uncertain. Death makes people wanna feel alive. Know how the fuck we can feel alive.”
“After three days,” Stede mused as Izzy made quick work of his waistcoat.
“Three fucking days,” He said as he all but ripped the garment off his body.
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No pressure tags for @westwardly, and @lokisleftbranch
Stats Sunday
June 2026
1.3k words written
10 writing sessions
40 hours spent writing and editing
10 projects worked on
7 drabbles posted for Lokius week
1 fic edited and ready to publish
Progress towards 2026 goals
None, again 😭
Seven Sentence Sunday
For the first time in what feels like forever, I have something to share, such as it is. Just tonight I’ve finished a ficlet draft for Fluffy July, another part for my series Taking Root.
Mobius climbed onto the bed and settled beside him, leaning his elbows on the windowsill and peering up at the startlingly clear sky.
Loki watched him for a moment, although he couldn’t make out much more than the pale shape of his face, and a hint of the moon above reflecting in his eyes.
“Why are you up?” he pried curiously.
Mobius glanced over at him.
“Oh… I, uh, I actually don’t know,” he admitted, sounding almost sheepish. “I guess I just woke up too, and because it was kinda weird, I felt like I should come check on you.”
The admission was oddly touching, Loki’s gaze dropping for a second as he savoured the warmth that fleetly stole over him, and Mobius went back to staring at the star-scattered velvet of the firmament, perhaps hoping to catch sight of his own remnant of the fire realm.
Of course this one turns a little angsty, because I’m me. 😆
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i hate it when people mistake "etymology" with "entomology." like, i know where they coming from but it still bugs me

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