#progress will be made

[lady-wimsey]

we are hitting 3k words today i promise it

[dethbug]

today i dedicate to trying to get back in the groove of drawing ...... yall ever hit a slump so bad you feel like u gotta mess with your art style at its core to fix it..... hrmm

[askcorrinofnohr]

As an apology for keeping you all waiting! Here is a sneak peek for the next update!  MY biggest weaknesses in one post. Men, Perspective, and Fighting. Thank god for the power of reference. It is always rescuing me.

[my-one-love-is-music]

Jason got Tim settled on one of the emergency cots in a jet that Tim didn’t recognize. He assumed that they’d commissioned it from someone nearby or had borrowed it without asking. Either way he wasn’t complaining, more than happy to let the padding consume him now that he was leaving his uncomfortable cell behind.

“Nightwing get moving. I’ll assess Red Robin for injuries.”

“Copy,” Dick said from somewhere further in the ship.

Tim looked up as Jason pulled off his helmet. Concerned blue-green eyes took in his face and Tim did his best to smile. He was sure that it was small and tired, but he didn’t care.

“Looks like you found me,” he murmured.

Jason’s hands cradled his face for a minute, before moving south to check his ribs and chest.

“Are you in any pain? Any injuries? I know you put up a fight before you disappeared. Did they treat you?” he asked.

“Dunno,” he muttered. “They left me in that cell. The pain just sort of disappeared after the first day I think? The only think I’ve started to feel is tired. Never got hungry and never had to use the bathroom.”

The concern in Jason’s eyes grew. “I don’t feel and breaks, but that doesn’t mean there’s not an injury somewhere. We’ll get a proper doctor to look over you soon. Can you handle swallowing a drink?”

“I can try.”

Jason sighed. “That’s better than nothing.” He pulled a cup filled with blue liquid from a shelf and shook it quickly to mix the contents. He ripped off the paper lid and helped Tim sit up before easing the cups to his lips.

Tim drank slowly, both from exhaustion and from not knowing how his body would react. He took not immediately throwing up as a good sign and was able to finish the drink.

“There,” Jason said, easing him back down on the cot. “That should hold you over for a little while.” He tossed the cup in favor of wrapping a thick blanket around his slender frame.

Tim sighed and let his eyes slide shut, finally feeling a bit of the chill ebb away. “Thanks, Jay.”

“You’re welcome, Tim. Get some sleep and we’ll get you checked over by a doctor soon.”

“Okay...” he said, sleep already tugging at him as a hand settled in his hair and brushed a couple of strands back.

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[isolated-frequencies]

My mind: Man, I need to draw more..

Me: Haha, yea... like that comic! ( ^_^) My mind: Haha, oh yea! 😃😊☺😐😫 My mind: OH SHIIIIII-

[skyward-floored]

*pokes you (as requested)*

<3

- hero-of-the-wolf

Ah yes thank you 👍 appreciate the poke :)

[gottaenjoythelittlethingzz]

March Review

Another monthly review, though it may be a few days late.

This month was about as productive as February which is to say I could have done more. And yet, there’s plenty of months left in 2019!

During the month I was able to read a new book, watch 4 TV series, and 17 new movies!

As far as any progress made on my WIP, though I have felt discouraged lately, I should remember that as of this month TROD has crossed the line over 45k words!! Along with this, I’ve posted the first few chapters to my fic accounts and have received nothing but positivity and encouragement. I think I’ll continue!

Classes will begin wrapping up this month ending with finals the first week of May. My interactions my continue to be sporadic as will my writing, but I’m not going anywhere! I’m ready to take on the next 4 weeks and get to summer vacation!!

Until next time, this has been another update!

~ Nevada