I have a plan for the end of the summer, it needs some tweaks and details figured out but I know where I'm headed. As at this point I don't think a job is going to swoop in before my lease runs out, I'll move back to Delaware. Most of my stuff will end up in storage as I live with my parents again, volunteer as much as possible at the Lewes library and keep looking for work. I have a mentor at that library and I'm going to visit friends and connect and reach out as much as possible.
July will be full of packing, getting rid of stuff and plotting but I can do this. Now I don't think I'll have another night of not being able to sleep due to the terror of what happens next. I hope this won't be a long term measure, but it's what I need to do next. I've done what I came to do in Michigan and now I go and grow elsewhere.
Tomorrow I'm going to be working for four hours as the Ann Arbor Book Festival swirls around the Diag.
This Friday Fic was nice and not quite as busy as others but here's what I've written this week.
For @BjornWylde
Demeter/Mars, no, you don't.
"Nothing will grow here. You've destroyed the land." "It will regrow. War must happen." "No, life must happen. Get out, brother."
Charles/Hank, are you there?
He looked out at the faces of Congress and felt alone, he knew he wasn't but so many faces. "Hank, you can do this. Speak for us."
William/Thalia; dust
She didn't know how he put up with the dust, it got into everything. She kept calling the rain to hide the great expanse of sky.
For @Chanter1944
Sariel, Will and Scurlock, under the stars.
The Milliways' stars weren't any of their skies but somehow had become them. Behind them the bonfire snapped as they all sang.
For @miz_missy
Tumnus, Quiet
The quiet of the forest was home, the trees whispering to each other, the Beavers working and the crackle of his fire as he baked.
For @zellyb
Sameth: consequence
He was a man of consequence, he'd always been one, but she made sure he knew. Kait knew how to make sure others knew what they were.
Tom/Jane: postcards
She kept watch for his name in the Gazette, smiling for a day whenever he won a great case. He found her words and smiled at A Lady.
Tiwa/James: didn't see it coming.
"I love you, James." "What?" The wind whipped her words away from him as she laughed and a gust knocked them sideways, "Love you too."
Charles: his call to arms
All the minds he heard in Cerebro pushed him forward, the pain of not fitting, not being the same, they were why he did all he could.
For @afullmargin
Any characters: Need
Charles had always been good at pushing down his needs, his pain and fears were smaller than mutantkinds, yet he ached for Erik.
For @tauntingdragons
Charles-Eric - Bottom of the barrel.
"He's drunk and smells." "He's a mutant, who could be powerful." "Charles, no, we're leaving now. We're not here for saving."
Sameth - What scares him.
The swirling deep currents of Death that forever try to pull you down, not caring who or what you are, only where you are.
William-Thalia - Meeting Jason
Jason looked like what he expected demigods to be, almost shining, and he kept looking at Thalia. Meeting the family, hell.
For @thisisyourfault
I want to see a potential romance between any of yours and any of mine.-Red and Tiwa who would work.
She tasted like wind, which didn't make a damn bit of sense but neither did she. Kissing her made him feel he'd won it all.
Charles & Raven - bonds that tie
She'd held him when the world overwhelmed him, he'd told her how beautiful and amazing she was. They were never truly alone.
For @babyduckie484
the pirate king on glee: I had no idea how to make this work so its Glee doing Pirates
Kurt wasn't the biggest fan of G&S, the music was glorious and challenging but not Broadway. Blaine did look good as a pirate.
For @minkhollow42
Charles gets pulled into a Warehouse case.
Phyllis gives him a look as he holds his head, yes, he stopped the gun by calming the spirit, but he should have asked first.
For @yakalskovich
Moist -- thunderstorm
Whenever he hears thunder, he looks up where a brooding castle should be. Storms mean mad scientists with Igors making trouble.
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