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So I made a thing a while back. Check out this mood (black)board for Mirror, Mirror. ❤️❤️
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So I made a thing a while back. Check out this mood (black)board for Mirror, Mirror. ❤️❤️
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I'm about to put together a Street Team for "Mirror, Mirror"! If you're interested just shoot me a message! I'd be very grateful for even the tiniest bit of help launching this contemporary teacher romance with a cat attaché. ARCs will of course be provided. Just shoot me a DM if you're interested!
After a life-shattering clash with his father and the end of a toxic relationship, musical actor Arrick Filan has no more fight to give. Running to the other end of the world and returning to his roots as a small-town teacher seems like a good idea. A temporary solution. At least until his new boss’s enticing smiles threaten to draw him out of the comfort of his shell.
Evan Miller’s a vice principal, adores teaching, and his focus is on his friends, his dog and his job. Setting eyes on the new music teacher at Ashland High has Evan greeting a quest for love with open arms. His relentless attempts at friendship and romance force Arrick to examine his past. Could starting something new with Evan be worth the potential pain? Arrick has kept his heart and history close to his chest, but glimpses at his passion for music and teaching make it impossible for Evan to turn away. art: @itssteffnow design: @mayonaka.designs
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Mirror, Mirror - Gingerpilot
Link to AO3
Armitage Hux starts a new job at a new school. It's taken him years to get out of his father's grasp and this is the only choice he has left now.
You Were My Hero
Just a little something I wrote for my original work of historical fiction. It’s called “The Darkest Dawn” and deals with the events leading up to the death of the philosopher Hypatia in 412 AD.
This is contribution no. 4 to the February Ficlet Challenge 2020.
Read it here
Too much?
Sheldon practices his proposal, and Penny doesn’t like it.
If she lays her head on the table, he’s going to get angry. If she closes his eyes, he’ll notice. Really, there’s no way to win this.
“There are-” Sheldon breaks off and stops pacing up and down. He pauses, pulls the flash card from out of his pocket and looks at it.
They’re in his old room, the one which she and Leonard still haven’t transformed into anything new. They’d thought about what to do with it, they’d discussed it at length, and somehow never gotten around to doing anything with it. Leonard had joked about making it a nursery, since their oldest child had already left. Penny still hadn’t laughed about it.
“Will you pay attention, please, this is important!”
Penny nods and folds her arms over her chest. “Go on.”
“Alright,” Sheldon nods, whether in approval or annoyance she can’t quite gather. He puts the flashcard back in his pocket. “There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well.” He nods again, stands more straight and looks directly at Penny. She should focus. She really should. After all, he went through all this trouble memorizing these ridiculous lines. The worst part is that they sound exactly like something Sheldon Cooper would say to a friend on a drizzly Monday morning after they spilled his tea. “The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.” He takes a deep breath.
“It sucks,” she declares, getting to her feet and the expression of outrage and hurt on his face immediately makes her regret she said it, “I mean, it’s nice that you learned the lines from her favourite book and all, but it’s not very personal-“
“But it is, I find everybody but her hard to live with. The world makes no sense without her.”
“Fine,” Penny says. “Then tell her that. Don’t do this crap. I mean, she loves you, you love her, that should be enough. And don’t plan it all out. She’ll say yes no matter what.”
“Don’t plan it all out. Do you hear yourself, woman?!” Sheldon snorts derisively, picks the box with the ring up again and puts it back into his pocket and struds over to the door. “Do you really think she’s going to say yes?”
“I really do,” Penny answers, smiling despite herself. “When are you going to ask her?”
“You just said I should stop planning!”
Penny sighs and gestures for him to open the door. “I know.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22511131
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
And we’re on chapter 19! (FF.net)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Still working on it, still writing, still wishing for the process of writing this never to end! Ha!
Here’s chapter 15 by the way. It’s a long one and still only half a chapter really. Oh, well. More to come!
And here’s the ff.net Link.