#mockingjay songs

[rosefyrefyre]

Time for a six sentence Sunday!

Because yes, we’ve been working on Let Me Fly.  :D

“You know, I always sort of thought that after everything was done and over, that we’d come back here.”

“To Twelve?”

“Yeah.  But now that I’m here, I find that this isn’t the place that I’m missing.”

Katniss turns in my arms and slips a hand up to cup my cheek.  “I know what you mean.  This isn’t home.  Our cave, our river, our creek.  That’s home.  But more than that--” she turns again and rests her head against my chest, “--you, me, Peeta, our kids, our family.  Wherever they are, wherever we are, that’s home.”

My arms tighten slightly around my wife so as not to disturb our son and I nod.  She’s got the right of it.  Home isn’t a place.  It’s a people.  My people.  It’s worth fighting to protect.

[rosefyrefyre]

That moment when you’re plotting and you realize two of your characters are going to have a super fast marriage and Thirteen has, you know, fertility drugs and likes to use them.  And then you start randomizing.  And then you keep randomizing.  And let me tell you, FanficAllergy’s randomizer likes to roll high.

...This is going to be interesting.

[rosefyrefyre]

I love Let Me Fly!!! It is my favorite of your fics. The relationship you have created between the three of them is beautiful and believable. They make choices, have discussions, and genuinely love each other. Their marriage seems to be entering a new phase and I can't wait to read about it!!

Thank you so much!  Let Me Fly is my favorite too!  Though FanficAllergy and I are busy with our original fiction (you gotta do what makes you money), neither of us has any intention of abandoning our fic entirely.  I’m so glad you enjoy it too.  :)

[rosefyrefyre]

So apparently we have a thing for killing off characters named after presidents.  Or at least injuring them severely.

Huh.

[rosefyrefyre]

Six Sentence Sunday time - and this time you get Let Me Fly!

“Gale, you can put me down now.”

I grunt.

“Gale, we should stop and wait for Katniss,” Peeta reasons.

I grunt again.  The words really don’t have any meaning for me.  

“No really, Gale, people are starting to look at us weird.”

“I don’t care.”  I’m furious.  We reach the end of the corridor, and I punch the button summoning the elevator angrily.  The sooner we get back to our quarters, the sooner things will start to go back to normal.

[rosefyrefyre]

So we’re back with the second chapter of Lovers in a Dangerous Time, the fiftieth (!) chapter of Let Me Fly!

Have an excerpt!

Peeta moans and all thoughts of revenge fly from my mind.  

Reaching out, I trail my fingers along his forehead.  They shaved his head.  He looks so different without his ash blond hair.  He’s always been so proud of his full head of hair.  He’s going to be so pissed when he wakes up.  “Hey, Peet.  You awake?  You gotta look in the mirror.”

He doesn’t respond.

I hate this.  I hate being helpless.  Every time Peeta or Katniss gets injured, I feel like a piece of myself is ripped away.  I can’t lose them.  Either of them.  I need them.  I love them.

My heart wrenches and a memory surfaces: Peeta’s hurt expression when I dropped his hand.  Immediately after that image fades, hundreds of others rise up to take its place.  Each one showcases Peeta’s internalized pain.  How much each rejection hurt him.  How his smiles became more brittle with each show of affection I gave to Katniss but not to him.

It’s more than I can bear.

You can read the chapter here:

Archive of Our Own

Fanfiction.net

We hope you enjoy!

[rosefyrefyre]

Six Sentence Sunday - yes, we are working on Let Me Fly, albeit slowly.  Enjoy this sneak peek!

The hospital tent reeks of bleach, with the unmistakable undercurrent of blood and death.  The air hums with the cries and moans of damaged and dying people and the whirs and beeps of life-saving machinery.  

The cubicle walls block the sight of the dead and the dying, but they don’t block anything else.

I wish I could leave.  I won’t.

No one really knows what happened before the explosion.  Everyone’s got a theory.  But the full story is a mystery.  The only thing anyone knows for certain is General Glenn and everyone in his tent are dead.  It’s a long list of names.  Samson.  Leibowitz.  Trudeau.  Homes.  Nicholson.  The list goes on and on.

[rosefyrefyre]

I was so happy to see the update for DBU. And came looking for an update on Let Me Fly. I've been struggling and haven't been on here much lately. I wanted to thank you and @fanficallergy for making the month of my lost son's birthday a little better. I was devastated to see that drama has driven away one of my favorite authors. Please share this message with her. She is one of the fandoms real pearls and I will miss her greatly. I hope she will return one day. That anon is despicable I'm livid.

Thanks so much!  We haven’t been as inspired on LMF recently as we might wish - we hit a bit of a roadblock on one scene/chapter and ended up splitting the chapter, which will hopefully help.  We’d like to write more, but it’s tough.  DBU has a bit more built up, so we’ve been editing that instead and getting it out there - might as well do what we can, right?

*hugs* about your son, and I’m glad we could help.

Yeah, fandom drama is…yeah.  There are lines you don’t crossed, and some of those lines were crossed.  It wasn’t a good situation for anyone.

We’re still writing, but at the moment we’re focused more on original than on fic, which isn’t such a bad thing - we’d both like to actually make more money, and there simply isn’t a chance of that with fic.  FanficAllergy is unlikely to actively return to tumblr, at least the fandom side of things, but she’s still reading/writing fic, so she hasn’t left entirely.  I’ll make sure she sees this, though.