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Tomorrow...

Tomorrow is the day.

Tomorrow, I post the very last chapter of The Gift of Joy.

I honestly don’t know how I’m feeling right now. I think maybe a little bit excited, a little bit sad, and a little bit relieved. Actually, I feel incredibly relieved. Why? Because I DID IT. For the very first time in my life, I finished a story I started. I finished it and it’s almost 150,000 words long. That’s insane. I’m so relieved and so, so fucking proud of myself.

I came up for the idea for this story almost two years ago and it took over a year to convince myself to actually put anything down on paper. But by then, I had an intricate outline (even if it was only in my head) and an actual soundtrack that I listed to nonstop.

The Gift of Joy has been such a big part of my life for the past couple years as I’ve moved from thinking to writing to publishing. It was my first foray back into fanfiction writing since I was 14 (yikes) and I am happy to say that I am actually proud of it. Not only did it come out as I imagined, if not better, but you all actually read it and enjoyed it, and if that’s not validation, I don’t know what is. Being able to write, show said writing to people, and receive positive feedback has been one of the most self-esteem boosting things I could have done for myself.

So thank you, readers. Thank you if you’ve been following along. Thank you if you’ve been waiting until it’s complete. Thank you if it’s several years from now and you’re only now just stumbling upon my story. Thank you. I love all the people who followed, favorited, and reviewed on FFN and subscribed, bookmarked, and commented on AO3. I also love the lurkers. I love all of you.

So when the last chapter comes out tomorrow, just know that I’m going to be a big mess.

But never fear, I won’t be a COMPLETE MESS. Why? Because I’ve got some great things in the works:

- The Sequel! (coming soon)

-Buzz (E-rated 3-shot, coming very soon)

- A Muggle AU that is my new pride and joy (coming hopefully late summer)

So stay tuned, watch this tumblr for updates, and hope my laptop doesn’t catch fire from all the writing I’ll be doing.

Love to you all for helping me get to this big day.

xoxo

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“I think it’s time we take a small trip.” Jack suggests as he gently runs his fingers against Bitty’s back. It’s the night of when they first kissed publicly and the whole world is going crazy. Jack and Bitty’s phones are both turned off and far away from them as possible. They don’t want to be disturbed, they just want to be left alone together so they can think and plan for what is to come.

“Now of all times?” Bitty replies, words murmured and a little slurred from tiredness and his mouth pressed against Jack’s shoulder. “When everything’s so...unknown and all up in the air?” He’s not mad at the idea or even surprised by it. In fact, Bitty would love to get away from all the attention and simply just be with Jack. But things are never that easy.

“Just for a while,” Jack says quietly, his fingers trailing up Bitty’s back until they run through his blonde strands. “Just so we can figure stuff out and know what to stay when we have to face it.”

“We’ll have to face it soon though.” Bitty’s voice is barely a whisper but Jack hears it. He also hears the fear and the worry and the multiple what-ifs that hang behind those words. It causes Jack’s heart to ache because this was the last thing he wanted to place Bitty through. They had been so careful too, keeping it a secret from everyone but their friends and Jack’s family. But it wasn’t fair back then and it isn’t fair now.

Why can’t they just be free?

Why can’t they love on another and not fear what the next person has to say?

Aren’t they human?

Aren’t all humans deserving of love and expressing it?

Jack closes his eyes, fighting off the stinging sensation that want to form tears. He holds Bitty close, wanting him as close as possible because he refuses, he refuses to give him up. He won’t let the world take Bitty from him, not this.

“We can go away from a while,” Bitty suddenly says, tilting his head and showing Jack those beautiful brown eyes. They’re bloodshot from crying, and fresh tears threaten to slip. “As long as I’m with you, that’s okay.”

Jack struggles to breath as he pulls Bitty into an even tighter embrace, hiding his face and tears into his hair as his heart thunders in his chest. He’s scared, he’s terrified but he’s got Bitty.

As long as they’re together, it’ll be okay.