#imrrick

art I did for where does the good go

This week’s @ficwip word is secret.

I don’t have it in the next chapter of We Grew Up in the Heat, but I do have it in the secret project I was teasing before I started WGUINT.

This is a side plot that may or may not make the Final Cut but I love this scene…

- - - - - - - - -

I find Imogen still working to process the information, but her eyes snap to mine after Garrick’s exclamation. “You told Garrick first?!”

I shrug. “He’s my best friend.”

“He’s the biggest blabbermouth in the whole town!” she protests.

“Garrick can keep a secret when he needs to,” I object.

The two glare at each other in a standoff until Garrick finally breaks. “I was 13, Imogen,” Garrick says pleadingly. “I had just kissed the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Who, by the way, did not mention that she wanted that to be a secret. I wanted to shout it to the world. But I only managed to tell one person before it got me in trouble.”

Title: A Flight Risk with a Fear of Falling Fandom: The Empyrean (Fourth Wing) Ship: Imogen Cardulo/Garrick Tavis Rating: Explicit Tags: omegaverse, heat, heat suppressants, mated but they don't know it yet, unrequired love is not unrequired, idiots to lovers

Chapter link

Summary: Imogen Cardulo has always thought she had her life - albeit stressful and demanding - under control. She minds her own business, working hard for her degree in Universal Literature while juggling both being a librarian and a private tutor, all while living in a region where every Navarrian pack hates her guts for the mere fact that she's a Tyr. Messy mating bonds that are not even reciprocated don't fit in her plans at all - just like anything that has to do with werewolf instincts. Thankfully all that were non-sense is kept in check by her trusty suppressant in modern civilised society.

Only if one doesn't forget to take her monthly shot.

the epilogue

set three months after the last chapter. despite the many aversions Imogen has to her birthday, Garrick tries to make the day a good one.

From that moment on, Garrick Tavis remained a constant pebble in my shoe, one that I always knew was there, but unless it worked its way under my foot, I could generally ignore it. I have a sinking feeling I'm not going to be able to ignore him here in Italy.

Imogen (and Quinn) do bobsleigh and Garrick does skeleton and they both like each other but think the other person doesn't. In other words ... how our two favorite idiots in love finally find the love part.