(Please excuse the random pm before, my brain apparently wasn't functioning.) Hello! I hope you are doing okay! I'm a bit desperate but I seem to remember a fic where Loubbie kidnap a child for a job in an estate that belonged to a relative of Debbie's. Debbie thought she was not good with kids but apparently she was. It was a bit angsty but also so soft. I think the fic has three parts? And I can't find it anywhere, but figure that you might hace written it or have some clue. Thank you and I love your works so much!!!!
This isn’t my prompt and it’s not ringing a bell. Can any of you detectives help?👀
Not a request but can we take a moment to appreciate how when Therese started falling for Carol she was like, "Okay this is what we are doing now." And didn't question anything. Even going to a stranger's house after one lunch date.
I mean, Therese Belivet is the definition of gay panic and I think we can all appreciate that entirely ✨
I miss your writing! I hope you’re doing well, and if not I hope things will get better:)
Aw thank you❤️ I miss writing for y’all. I have two fiction manuscripts in the works I’m preparing for a round of beta reads with the hopes that I can start querying one or both in the fall, so that’s partially why I’ve disappeared, though when I tell you I am itching to get back to prompts and have had several fic ideas…
My health is stable thankfully, but we are now going on year 3 of diagnostic tests and a lack of answers that sucks up so much free time 😭 grateful to have eliminated a lot of scary possibilities but it’s been endlessly frustrating (and expensive and time consuming!) to figure out what’s what. Hopefully, one day soon we’ll have an answer!
Sending you all the good vibes for your health and hoping whatever it is gets fixed soon. And I would be honored to be a beta reader for your literal grocery list so please do keep me posted on that regard ☺️
Thank you so much, friend!❤️❤️
Yes! I will definitely let you and anyone else interested know. Hoping later this spring/early summer! My goal is to start querying this fall👀☺️I know y’all will help hold me accountable.
Can’t wait for everyone to meet Charlie and their mystery lady//Sloane and Willow👀👀👀🤐🤐🤐
You’ve been gone so long, we’re getting worried, u okay?
It’s a long story, but yes, I’m okay. Trying to prioritize my health and chase a diagnosis that has yet to appear for over two years now and I’ve been spending some time on writing some original fiction so stay tuned if you have any interest in being a beta reader or future reader. I’ll need a lot of help getting some new characters into the world.
Appreciate the concern and outreach more than you know❤️❤️
We all miss you. Are you coming back to writing soon ✍️.
Awww hi @mrsmillerocean I miss you and everyone too🥹 a long explanatory post to come at some point once I know what’s going on. In all honesty, I’m going through some major health mystery investigating which has me running to specialists, getting tests done, and spending all my spare time and money in medical offices which is part of it and the other is that I sort of fell off the face of the fic writing earth when I focused on writing my manuscript for nanowrimo in November.
I’ve been neglecting Lou and Deb for some mysterious other characters 👀 as I try to wrap up two manuscripts and try to push them out into the world. Sooooo if you or any readers here would like to be beta readers, most definitely stay tuned.
I still love writing prompts and am hoping life will settle a bit so I can get back to updating her and on ao3 more consistently but still don’t have a plan or official update!❤️
I’m going to get roasted for disappearing and then posting this as my only post in six months but I cannot get over this being a future published novel that is literally compared to O8 and is literally the name of one of my AO3 fics. Need to get my literary shit together 😭
(Yes, I am alive. I have just seriously neglected tumblr and writing fic/prompts and my health is a hot mess but I needed to share this in a world that understands)
I saw you like well-developed, researched, authentic sapphic historical fiction (such as Carol) and I've just gotta ask you: have you heard of Burn the House Down by Kenna Jenkins? It's an alternate history novel abt the 1st woman president in 1945 and her secret interracial sapphic relationship and her bearded marriage with her mlm best friend/biggest foil. It also has a subplot about arson at the White House, ft. an entirely queer main cast and really fleshed out characters, and has a really satisfying ending!
I haven’t! But I am going to add it to my TBR immediately. Definitely sounds up my alley, so thank you friend!
Please continue the Student/Teacher AU🥺
Part 38 is here:
Part 39 below:
“He knows,” Amita whispered.
Lou didn’t have to ask who he was.
“Well,” a deep voice laughed on the line. “It’s not a date night so this isn’t about the best spot for a whiskey and you refuse to take my advice on women so what do I owe the pleasure?”
Lou raised an eyebrow, but she was grinning. The brunette swatted her, but Lou had already caught sight of her blushing cheeks.
“Danny,” she hissed, through gritted teeth. “I need your help.”
“So you’ve called the superior Ocean. I’m afraid I’ll need to hear you—“
“Cut the shit,” Debbie sighed, looking at Lou with eyes full of worry. “I need your help. I need my big brother.”
“I can be at your place in twenty.”
“I fucked up,” Debbie whispered, falling against the blonde as Lou cradled her, combing through her hair. “He can ruin my life, but I won’t let him ruin hers.”
Siblings were fascinating to Lou. Especially when you could observe them at once. And entertaining, when you only knew one of them and had to take that one’s word when they described the one who you didn’t know.
The only things that Lou knew about Danny Ocean included the fact that he was attached to the hip to someone she thought Debbie had called Rusty? But that couldn’t be correct for a grown ass man. She also knew that Debbie’s initial date with her, that allegedly hadn’t truly been a date at all, but a TA welcome dinner, and the drink recommendation had also come from the older sibling. And now as Debbie opened the front door to let him in, the older Ocean immediately scooping her into a bear hug, him shooting a wink over his sister’s head at Lou, she could see his hair and eyes matched Debbie’s.
She expected Debbie to push him off with an eye-roll and a mention of getting back to business, but she clung to her brother, savoring the embrace for a long time until he spoke over her head.
“She’s not usually much of a higher,” he smirked, but he kissed her forehead before he let her go, just in time for Debbie to smack his shoulder and call him an oaf. “So this is the famous Ms. Miller. Sorry Debs has you under her spell, kid.”
Lou wasn’t sure how to respond, but Debbie was closing the door and rushing to her side immediately as if she had to defend the blonde’s honor, her hand sliding into Lou’s.
“You can cut the big brother teasing shit. This is bad,” Debbie sighed. “And whatever cradle robbing, does she call you professor in bed shit you’re planning on spewing, you can just skip. I meant it. This is big. And Lou—Lou is—“
“I know, Strawdebby,” Danny smiled, ruffling her hair before he took a seat in Debbie’s arm chair, carefully moving the stack of graded papers that currently sat there in a heap and placing them on the coffee table.
Lou tucked the nickname away for later.
“And it really is a pleasure to meet you, Lou. Sorry you got dragged into all this Becker shit when you should be partying and having fun every night. Best years of your life, right?” Danny grinned.
Debbie was pulling Lou towards the couch, sorry evident on her face.
“You think Dr. Ocean lets her TA have fun every night?” Lou grinned. She immediately regretted calling her Dr. Ocean. It was just habit when it came to separating their professional and personal relationship. But Debbie had already hinted at the name/power dynamic jokes and she didn’t want Debbie to think she was giving Danny permission to crack jokes at either of their expenses.
Regardless, he didn’t take the bait. He knew the stakes were too high.
“Tell everything,” he said instead, his face sincere. Lou and Debbie went over their history over the past few months. From Lou’s first class to her interview to her welcome dinner and beyond. Thankfully, leaving out any details that a big brother would find unsavory and would absolutely make Lou turn purple.
Debbie was practically shaking by the time they were done, and wordlessly, Lou swept her closer, letting her rest her head on Lou’s shoulder as Lou traced circles with her finger on the brunette’s slacks.
“You love her,” Danny spoke softly. It wasn’t a tease. In fact, it looked like awe and pride.
“No shit, Sherlock,” Debbie rolled her eyes. But her guard was down. Especially with Lou cradling her for support.
“Hold onto this one, Deb,” Danny smiled, his eyes traveling over to Lou. She supposed he wasn’t used to seeing Debbie this vulnerable or soft. “She’s good for you.”
“That’s the plan, Danny,” she sighed. “That’s why I need you. All the Claude bullshit. I don’t give a fuck about tenure or career or my courseload—“
“Debs,” Lou protested softly, but she waved the thought away.
“This is about her. Protecting her future,” Debbie whispered. “I love her.”
“I love you,” Debbie spoke turning to the blonde. “I hope you know I do. But as much as I love you and I love us, nothing is worth jeopardizing your future.”
Lou wanted to say that Debbie was her future. Because she was. But she also knew that both of them wanted her to keep pursuing her dreams. She knew Debbie wanted the world for her.
“Don’t even get me started about this Becker prick,” Danny grumbled. “I knew he was trouble from the start.”
“Well, what’s done is done,” Debbie hissed. “I hate that he’s a part of my history and that there’s only so much I can control in the present. But I’ll be damned if he destroys Lou’s future.”
