#tpmi

"Yeah, this might as well happen."

Chapter Four: Okay, But Is It Really Overprotection If He Needs It?

Chapter Three: It's Such A Shame, He Could Have Made "Banned Customer of the Month"

FUUUUUUUUCK HOW HAS IT BEEN ALMOST A YEAR SINCE I FIRST STARTED DRAFTING THIS FICCCCC

yeah i know i only started posting it in August that's not the point

Since my update schedule for the fic is so erratic, and since the fic itself is non-chronological, I'm gonna be setting up a timeline on all the scenes depicted in the fic for ease of reference, and because I also need a reference for where everything is [because my notes are all scrambled]. I'll update it as I post the chapters.

WHEN ALL THIS SHIT HAPPENED

Rules; You are given a word, and then you share from one of your WIPs an excerpt that begins with each letter in that word.

@artistredfox gave me SHINY!

S "So, wait- have you met vampires before?"

"I've yet to encounter one on my field studies, if that answers your question."

^^As-of-yet unfinished BSB thing; I haven't figured out where I want it to go yet but I do kick at it every so often, lol.

H His brother listed sideways, eyes foggy and distant, and collapsed where he stood. Ford was barely able to hold his brother up, straining to stay upright as the weight of a limp body in his arms dragged him slowly down to the floor, wrinkling his suit pants and turning the head of everyone in the synagogue.

^^Oh, lookit that, another BSB thing! I'm toying around with Stan's weaknesses here. May or not post this one when I'm finished.

I It didn't matter anymore. He'd done what he'd set out to do. He was square with himself, if noone else, and that would be enough. Taking another deep breath, Stan dragged his gaze up from his shoes and the road far below up to the sky.

"I did good," he mumbled. "Noone thought I'd make it, but I did."

^^This one for SURE is actually never getting posted because it's [SPOILERS] and there's no place for it in the main fic, narratively or stylistically. Tragic, really.

N “Not that I can remember, no.” Soos looked at the pan thoughtfully. “Do you think he likes chili, Mr. Pines?”

“You could put anything in front of him while he’s busy and he’d eat it. I once watched him eat the potpourri on the living room table when we were kids because he had his nose so deep in a book that he didn’t realize it was between him and the popcorn bowl.” Stan left, scratching his ass as he passed through the living room.

^^Excerpt from what I dearly hope is chapter four of TPMI. By all the minute power that exists within me, I will NOT subdivide this chapter again!!!

Y "You may be Stanley's tether to this world, but Stanley is mine. I need t' see him happy and loved, and if he can get that here, with his family like he wants, and with a beating heart like you and I want, then I'll be satisfied and our beef's sorted."

Stanford shifted uneasily, and straightened his shoulders. "That doesn't sound like a 'no'. Do you think you can threaten me? Threaten my brother? You may have supernatural powers, James, but a thug is a thug, and I won't stand by and let you-"

He was cut off by a hearty chuckle. "This ain't a threat, doc. Don't take it as one." Then Jimmy grew more solemn. "But know this: my offer to him is always open. Stanley owns my heart. He's one of my boys, whether you like that fact or not. And I always take care of my boys- whether that's in this life… or the next."

^^I'm never going to finish the ghost rider jimstan fic, sorry. Have a highlight.

Tagging... @ghost-of-spring-woods, @synthlet, @acelacerta, @otsalezu and @greentea-and-honey

Chapter Two: There’s No Need to Worry About It- He Said He Was Good

GUESS WHAT'S BEING POSTED SINCE AO3 RECOVERED FROM MAINTENANCE EARLY