#she lives!

[jodeeeart]

of course.

[willowgirl713]

Proof of Life!

🌞 good morning! 😘

[quietplace26]

Imagine THIS

But with Focalors!MC... Yes the Hydro Throne is still destroyed. Focalors!MC wasn't expecting it. Canon!Furina is bawling like a baby seeing her alive.

How do you think Neuvillette would react?

Focalors!MC had long accepted her fate, cause what could she do... she was trapped-

But when the blade fell, suddenly, she felt like she was falling... and next thing she knew she was outside the Oratrice and on top of Canon Furina.

Cut to Canon Furina staring at her before breaking down and clinging to her-

Cause despite Focalors!MC looking like her original self- something she hadn't noticed yet- Canon Furina recognizes her through feeling alone.

"M-M-Mirror Meeeeee!!!!!! 😭"

And Neuvillette... oh, imagine if he had no clue until after he declared Fontaine innocent, and comes back to the Opera House to see Canon Furina!MC crying and clinging to... Focalors?!

I think then his brain kinda stalls... before he's legit crying too-

Though, he is somewhat confused by her appearance changed- like Canon Furina, he can still feel the lingering divinity within Focalors!MC, thus also recognizing her from the short talk they had in the Oratrice.

Tagging: @platinumrosetail, @arn9tails, @bloodytea, @esthelily, @uniquecutie-puffs

[saladgl0ve]

thank jesus

[theranilord]

• OH FUCKING CALLED THAT! ABIGAIL LIVES!!

• I... can't bring myself to be concerned for Alana when Will is about to meet his daughter again...

• Oh my GOD. Kiss him. For the love of all things sacred and profane, Will... kiss him, marry him and raise your daughter together in happiness.

[joostpauze]

Patiently waiting...........

[heygerald]

Hello my dearest friends, bonjour, nuonasera, and all the other greetings too!

It's been... well, a while.

And seeing as it has been a while (translation a freakishly long, unbearably awful, crazy time that cannot be understated) I feel that I owe it to everyone to answer a few questions:

Let's get the biggest and the best done with first: am I dead, and if so is this tumblr post being written by my restless ghost, unable to escape the purgatory of the tumblr graveyard where all absent writers are forced to go?

No! I am alive and—very shockingly given my absence—well. Was I always well? Wellllll..... no. There has been a lot of ongoings in my life in the last year that led to my absence. Sure I've been lurking around, but I haven't really been here, and for that, I'm sorry. It's been... a time and it would probably be best for us all if I just leave it at that.

But then again if my life were a tv show, there would have to be a recap, so here are the non-depressing highlights:

I got promoted (yay!) and then willingly took on a second position on an adjacent team to build my career and improve my resume (less yay), which led to a moment of self reflection as I considered my career goals and how I was going to get there, which then led to self-reflection of my personal goals and how I was going to get there, which then led me to realize that quite a bit of both needed to be adjusted. And knowing that nothing changed if nothing changed, I stopped fucking around and made some changes. I lost thirty pounds (yay again!) and then immediately reignited a knee injury I've had for a decade that got myself placed back into my tenth round of physical therapy (way less yay. Carl, if you're reading this, I hate you). I moved, paid off some loans, went on a lot of bad first dates, got back into yoga, realized I sucked at yoga, attended two funerals, helped a friend through a 6-year break-up, got into baking, etc. etc. etc.

And while a lot of it sucked, I can finally say that I got through it. I am very happy now, the healthiest I've been in a decade (minus a knee I now have a prescription arthritic cream for), and fairly confident that I've finally learned how to my balance work life with my social one with my debilitating need to travel.

Blah blah blah—when is she gonna get to the good stuff?

I know, apologies for the long-winded monologue when there is a much more important question in the air: what is happening with Falling Without A Harness?

Nothing!

Everything!

All the things!

I am not stopping this story, going on hiatus, or quitting. I promise. I'm not—and I'm not just saying that either—I'm foaming at the bit to start working on it now. The only obstacle is that I lost my voice a bit during my time off the internet, and while I've been wanting to get back into the story for a while, it's been a painstakingly slow process of trying to find media to inspire my inner voice again. There have been a lot of movies you guys, and after so much trial and error and disappointment—finally—I feel ready to get working again (all thanks to the Thunderbolts, Bob specifically, ie the most pathetic little man ever that just so happens to be the love of my life). Marvel definitely isn't as good as it used to be, but that movie reminded what it was like to have a muse, and so I've started some rough drafts on any idea that comes to me just to get practicing again.

I will be posting the next chapter of FWAH soon. I'm going to practice a little more on my writing style, before I plan on hopping back into the rough draft.

My posting schedule will be nowhere close to what it used to be but I think that's probably a good thing (for my life personally, I understand as a reader that this unofficial hiatus is probably the most frustrating bullshit ever, I have been there). That being said, I still have a very clear vision of where this story is going to go that I think you guys will like!

So, in short: sorry for the delay, I'm back and working on it, and thank you all so much for your patience and love! Every message I've gotten over the last few months meant the world to me, and I hope to start working on my replies soon.

XOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO — Gerald