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Anyone ever have to deal with those robot babies in parenting class in high school like I did?

Anyone ever wonder how Stede, Izzy, and Ed might deal with one if one of their kids, say, Alma, should leave them to look after such a doll?

Well, I did, and I actually managed to publish a fic about it:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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Random Jack Jr Modern AU things that could turn into a full fic but have refused to so far No. 10000000000000:

Over the course of Jack Jr's babyhood, he pulls out an alarming number of earrings, nose rings, and even a lip ring because among the adults looking after him they're all so incredibly stubborn about wearing whatever jewelry they want, even around a baby.

They accept that it's their fault; there's no bad blood between them and the literal baby, but Anne does insist on saving every single piece of jewelry (with the owner's consent and after helping them find a new piece) and putting them in this cool antique box she found at an estate sale (per the person running it, said box may or may not be haunted, which she absolutely loves.)

Which would be whatever, but everyone agrees it would be funny to give those to Jack Jr once he's older (he also gets a box with his baby teeth, a detail I would be adding into this fic because yes my own mum has tried to give me all the baby teeth of mine that she collected. No I do not know why she thinks I need them lol) and poor Jack Jr just. Has no fucking clue what to do with them.

He's eighteen and heading off to college and he puts them in a cardboard box of sentimental stuff from home that lives under his bed, then it follows him up the coast with his girlfriend to Maine, where it gets hidden on the top shelf of a closet and he almost forgets about it.

At least until Anne or Mary or Ed or Izzy call to check in on him, knowing he likely won't ever listen to their voicemails (he's told them he won't, but he absolutely does) or call them back. Then he pulls the box down in the hour or so before his girlfriend-now-wife gets home from work, and lets himself break down and cry over how much they care for and have cared for him from Day One. At the same time, he's struggling to forgive them for not having done more to try and get him out of the custody of his grandmother, so it feels so unfair. They care, they cared, but none of that caring feels like enough.

The thought of how they wanted to mark every little thing he did, even something like tearing out an earring to the point the ear nearly needs sewing up (Izzy's never held it against him but has said it hurt far worse than he had thought it would), is beautiful and painful, and when his wife gets home and asks if he's been crying, is he okay, because of course she can tell he's been going through 'that damned box of bad memories', he lies and says it's his allergies, but...could they maybe go wander around downtown to some of the jewelry shops this weekend, so he can buy himself some new earrings? (he only got his ears pierced because he wanted to look like his parents/guardians, to be as cool as they were to him then)

And he won't tell her, but she'll quietly notice, how the earrings are always a style that he does like, but that also look like something Anne or Mary or Ed or Izzy, or even Jack, would pick out for themselves.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/86895836/chapters/230046081

Fic: Lotta True Crime

Chapter: 1/6

Fandom: Ace Attorney

Ships: Preslash Wrightworth if you want but not the focus not even a little

Summary:

A true crime podcaster with middling journalistic integrity decides to do a series on the famous Fey family.

This brings up some baggage.

(A story about when someone forces the past into the present, told via text messages and emails)

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Can't quite seem to get myself to write a thing so fumbling with an idea or two re: the modern au below the cut

First idea is so simple I think I'm overthinking how to write it: Jack Jr says his first phrase! Everyone is excited because his first word was 'fuck', so surely his first phrase won't be something like 'what the fuck are you doing?!' In Jack Jr's defense, he's heard that A Lot ever since he gained the ability to roll over and away from whichever adult is looking after him, and has heard it said to his dad almost as often lmao

Second is on the other end of the spectrum, I think I need so much more plot to add onto this or it needs to be a really short one shot/flash fiction even thing. Izzy has been living with Ed and Stede for a good few years now, but spending plenty of time staying over with Roach. Finally Roach reaches a point where he thinks that maybe it would be nice to take Stede's offer to move in with all of them: he would get to be with Izzy every day, would have access to not one or two but THREE kitchens (they only use the main one but that means the other two would be free for cooking experiments for him), and as he discovers when he comes over to choose his rooms and get moved in-

He's also helping fill up a much too big house, that has been sitting with Stede inside of it begging to have the rooms filled up with friends and family, and that's just as important as the first two points.

Stede didn't build the house this big; it's been in the family for years and is from an age where there would have been servants and extended family taking up the many rooms. But he's been left with the emptiness of it, probably worse whenever he didn't have custody of the kids, so Ed and Izzy moving in must have been like finally seeing the sun after years of living in this giant, dark cage of a mansion.

Stede tells him that he gets a room to himself, plus should choose a room for himself and Izzy (who in the process technically now has 3 rooms: his own room, the main bedroom he often shares with Ed and Stede, and now this one to share with Roach.) He winds up choosing an extra one nearby as a study, a space where he can keep his library's worth of cookbooks and other knick knacks. Naturally, Stede is absolutely delighted because finally, he's starting to feel like the house is really being used, and reveals that he's been begging Izzy to ask Roach to move in even longer than Roach knew about. Where does the fic go after this revelation? I have no fucking clue lmao, but it needs to end with Roach deciding if he's going to leave the pastel blue and yellow buttery wallpaper, or if he's going to leave up all the Stede-coded decor for now (he's going to leave it for now bc he told Stede how much he genuinely liked the antique wallpaper and Stede nearly cried)

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/82793481

Fic: Executor

Fandom: Project Hail Mary

Ships: Gen

Summary:

8 months after Grace and Rocky arrive on Erid, Adrian and Grace have an important talk. Without Rocky.

That’s on purpose.

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Probably the last fic I'm posting for today, and the heaviest, so please mind the tags! My fill for day 7's prompt 'but I don't regret anything'

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Finally another Jack Jr modern AU fic, and my fill for day 6's prompt: 'beach!'

Also finally a fic where I give Jack a bit of time with his son, to reflect on his attempts at being a dad (he's doing his best. His best might not always be enough, but it's what he has to give.)

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Day 5!! of Multiamory March, this time a short saints row fic that may or may not get a sequel containing the implied future smut in this (I have to get caught up on posting before March ends before I think about adding onto anything lol)