#rmrb

Thank you for reading! I do still take my swings at that story every now and then, in my free time when I’m not being crushed by Life.

Attached, out of context evidence:

You smiled at him. You’d practiced.

You’d die before admitting it, but you’d practiced smiling for him since he'd left. People often commented on your smile—at best, they’d say that it was mischievous; at worst, evil. That’s not how you wanted to smile at him once he came back, but you’d never learned any other way.

You wanted to give him a smile that said: Welcome home.

It was the smile you’d practiced daily in front of the fresher mirror. It was the warm, timid smile you brandished right now. You hoped he could see it in the low light. You hoped it made him feel warm, like sinking into a hot bath or eating a freshly cooked meal. Like—well. Like coming home. That’s what this was all about. Making him feel at home.

He sighed and stepped off the stool. “Sorry. Could I…?” He looked around your cramped loft. It was funny, how he could seem so lost in such a small space. “I’m exhausted. Could I lay down somewhere?”

“Oh, I—of course. Sorry, I should’ve realized. Of course.” You grabbed his hand and guided him the staggering three steps toward your bed. Your new bed. You’d splurged on the largest, fluffiest mattress you’d been able to afford. It took up half the space of your apartment and those piece of shit Jawas had priced it like Senator Amidala herself had perished upon that thread count, but it was worth it.

For him, it was worth it.

He lay down. You lay next, facing him. He didn’t take off the helmet, and you wondered how dark it would have to get before he felt safe enough to do it. You ached to kiss him. Instead, he kept toying with something between his fingers, rolling it. You reached for his hand and found that metal ball the kid used to play with. You grabbed it and dropped it on the nightstand next to the bed.

“I can’t believe you’re back,” you whispered. “I can’t believe we can finally… begin.”

“Begin what?” he murmured.

You laughed. “Well. Our lives.”

He didn’t reply for a long moment. You assumed he’d fallen asleep. But, just in case he hadn’t, just in case he was still staring at you, you held the smile you’d practiced for him.

I'M FINALLY DONE!!

It felt really nice to draw my boys again, and I've also had a nice Christmas! It's so good to be home with family.

I hope the holidays have been just as good to you, and thank you everyone for your kind words!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!!

Uhhhhhhhhhh i don’t really have anything that’s polished enough. But maybe I could interest you in this writing exercise I did a couple of weeks ago. It’s only an exercise so it won’t be in the final version (which won’t be written in first person) but it’s a tinny tiny glimpse into the plot of the sequel:

I was met by a sight of unchecked crime and a fervent contempt towards all things morality. I knew I was in the right place.

Mayfeld I met first, at the craps table. His sleight of hand could use some work, but the technique was downright visionary. I bought him a drink and he got me a job of questionable legality. We hit it off pretty quick.

Xi’an didn’t like me, and I didn’t like her, but neither of us was looking for a book club buddy and she had no reservations about my illicitly deviant ways, while I was willing to turn a blind eye to the blood on her boots. I suppose we were friends.

Heyy, thanks for asking! Let me just use your ask for a bit of an overdue psa:

So if anybody’s still around this blog anymore, you might have noticed that I haven’t been as active lately. Everything’s ok, life is good, etc etc, but something big happened a couple of months ago, so I’ve been focusing on that for a while.

I will probably be back and more active in January, but yeah I’ve kinda been taking an unofficial break these past months.

Hey guys, so just as a heads up, if all goes as planned the last chapter for RMRB will be up next week (either Thursday or Friday).

It’s not coming out as long as I originally expected, but I recommend doing a quick skim of previous chapters to have some stuff from the story fresh in your minds (the prologue isn’t necessary). If you can’t find the time to do it though, it’s not super important.

here’s my taglist so far, if I missed anyone please tell me before Thursday 💕: