I think after the evnts of CK Jesper does send money (like a lott) to Colm and Colm does eventually gets a nicer house but still insists on working in the field.
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I think after the evnts of CK Jesper does send money (like a lott) to Colm and Colm does eventually gets a nicer house but still insists on working in the field.
Day Forty-Seven
By Marchling @dreaming-marchling
On Archive of Our Own (account required)
Status: Complete; 17,514 words
Summary: “Stop it with the heartbeat thing, Matt. Seriously, it’s creepy. And invasive. And disrespectful.” He wasn’t ever trying to be creepy about it. It wasn’t something he even paid much attention to anymore. He was always hyper-aware of Foggy’s heartbeat. He used it to ground himself, to block out the rest of the input he got and keep himself from being overwhelmed. Finding ways to filter out all the input his senses bombarded him with was vital to his sanity, to his ability to function and to any chance of sleep he had. It helped, Foggy helped, even when he didn’t know it. But now he did know and he didn’t like it. He wanted Matt to stop, so that was what he would try to do. Things were so tenuous between them, Matt knew from the way Foggy’s voice sounded when he said it that if Matt didn’t stop it would drive the rift between them impossibly and maybe even irrevocably deeper. He loved Foggy too much to let that happen – he loved Foggy too much in general.
My thoughts: Oh this is mildly heartbreaking guys I ain't gonna lie. Matt is s u f f e r i n g like the catholic he is. Post senses reveal suffering is so juicy ngl.
Similar Works:
Creepy Bingo by truet (on AO3; complete; oneshot; 1,387 words): Matt goes off about Foggy calling his senses creepy as he very well should. It's great.
From a Whisper to a Scream by Marv_with_a_v (on AO3; complete; oneshot; 1,644 words; account required): Matt has difficulties after Foggy stops helping him out and its just so mmmggghhh. He's BLIND! He really is!
Getting so tired of the fact I can't watch my favorite fanfics as TV shows. I wanna see that shit in real life
About 20-25k to go. Breaking it into chapters as we speak which is my "getting over the final hump" treat. If all goes well we should be up and running before Christmas at the latest :)
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I’m so excited YOU ARE WRITING THIS SO QUICKLY! This will make my winter a lot more enjoyable. I can’t wait!!
Locking Down My AO3
Hi all!
The AI spam comments have officially found me :(
I’ve been trying to hold off on it but I finally got my inaugural AI spam comments and it only feeds into the concerns about AI and fanfiction that I’ve been having alongside everyone else for months now. Just for the record I am *deeply* against AI in the arts world in literally every way.
I decided to lock my stories to registered users only.
This is, I hope, a temporary measure as AO3 gets their act together on this issue. I’d be happy to open back up to non-registered users eventually but for now this feels safer.
If you are someone who reads AO3 without an account, feel free to hit me up for an invite!
Slowly, Magnus’ show started to grate on him. His voice was as soothing as ever and the sight of him was familiar and comfortable but he wasn’t his Magnus. He was just another bit of not quite right to itch at Alec’s skin. Not his New York, not his time, not his Magnus.
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Or: Alec travels back to 19th century New York after a trying mystery. It’s engaging, well-written and incredibly entertaining: Across the Lonely Decades by @dreaming-marchling.
I've hit plot. Just wanted to tell you :)
GASP!
Houston, we have lift off!
Thank you for keeping me in the loop, I need crumbs to help me survive
I’m starting the cake now