#arrowinthesky

[arrowinthesky]

Re your last post: I'd take an unfinished fic of yours over a finished fic of anyone else's any day

✨✨✨You are incredibly kind, thank you!!!!! ✨✨✨One of these days...you’ll see those notifications again from AO3.

[arrowinthesky]

I will soon be writing. I’ll fill you in on the why I’ve been so absent another day. This is just a little note to say I’ve been writing down thoughts and ideas in my space notebook....gearing up for when I have a bit more time. That will be April. I sell books on Instagram and have a lot of that going on right now....but April I plan not to do so much. I want to write every day. It’s an unfulfilled creative part of me. Always on my mind. I’ve had so much stuff to work through in regards to mental health, though, but am finally on a system of meds that seem to be very effective. Anyway. I care about each of you and care about those stories that are unfinished. Much love.

[sunfoxen]

arrowinthesky replied to your post “I was so ready to write this morning. I felt good. Then I went to work...”

I’m so sorry—and can definitely relate. Hugs. Hope you can write soon!

Thank you! I hope I can too. I’m going to give it a better shot tomorrow--I just kinda gave up on today >_>

[sparkly-angell]

@arrowinthesky asked #4 and #45 (since my ask is not working properly here it is)

4) What is your favourite genre to write for?

I love drama— with happy ending of course— so yeah, that’s my main genre. Tho I also enjoy writing fluffs day to day stuff and occasionally comedy (who am i kidding, everything i write ends up in this category)

45) What spurs you on during the writing process?

Oh man its mainly the act of writing o itself, you know? And if I can picture what I’m writing pretty well too, that helps. Tho, music also helps sometimes? When its not too distracting. (I do hope ‘spur you on’ means ‘motivate you’, bc my brasilian ass is too tired to go look for the real meaning so i just assumed)

[arrowinthesky]

Where the Ragged Ones Go, excerpt

That’s it,” Leonard tenderly praises him as the waves of ecstasy ebb. His fingers dance gracefully along his back as he admires him. “So good, Jim. So beautiful, Darlin’.”

Spent and contented, Jim goes slack in his arms. He could listen to him whisper those words forever. He wants to listen to them for days on end. But he’s also exhausted. He’s exhausted by work, by the strain he faces on a daily basis, worrying about Leonard’s safety, as well as Joanna’s. He exhales a rough breath, mind beginning to clear. At least when Leonard was here with Jim, like this, he’s safe.

As if sensing his need to rest, Leonard helps him lie on his back on the bed. His body sinks into the mattress. There are no more words spoken between them. But he catches the wild look in his lover’s eyes once more as he bends down to kiss him. Leonard wants this all over again. And soon. So does he. But, they’d simply run out of time.

Leonard pulls away. “I’ll be back,” he says softly, caressing Jim’s cheek.

He climbs off the bed and goes into Jim’s bathroom for a washcloth. He returns and cleans them up like he always does. After he slips back onto the bed, he reaches over to the nightstand and grabs another cigar.

He draws Jim into his arms. Jim traces a circle on Leonard’s bare chest.

“Will you agree to it, eventually?” Jim asks into the silence.

He hopes for Jo’s sake that he does agree. She’s fourteen. Fourteen going on sixteen. At times, she even looked like she could be sixteen. Maybe even seventeen.

Leonard is quiet, blowing out a steady stream of smoke. “If I say yes now, will it destroy your operation?”

“We’d find a way,” Jim says, skirting the real question, just like Leo had avoided his.

“You know that’s not how it works,” Leonard says, his low drawl thickening. “If I leave, she’ll know something’s up and hightail it outta here. You’ll have to work another decade to get this close to her again. You need me. As a floater, like your captain said I could be if I refuse Witness Protection.”

Jim is quiet. What he said was true. But he can’t say yes for fear it would influence his decision. He reaches up to curl his hand around the arm that’s like a fixture around his chest, holding him tightly against Leonard’s body.

They both watch the hands round the clock for the last moment they have together before Leonard has to leave. Wishing that time would just stop.

Leonard finally sighs. “Kid, you can’t get rid of me this easily.” He presses a kiss against the top of his head, like a blessing. “I stay.”

[easytide]

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