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Update on my MHA fic Blood Born:

Will you continue the Blood Born fic? (Sorry to write this here, but I don't know if you read the comment on AO3)

No no! I don’t mind! Probably good to give an update anyway

Blood Born is in this really annoying place for me at the moment where I’m way too excited about writing it, but keep running into the same wall. That plus the joys of entering adulthood and starting uni have made it difficult to find the time to sit down and adequately write for a few years now, but god I haven’t stopped trying to write it. It’s one of those ideas I’m still really excited about, especially since I put so much work into planning it, so to answer your question I 100% plan to continue the story… it just might be a bit before I finally manage to slay the monster that is writing block.

For now I’ve been oscillating between trying to make this next chapter work (Dw it’s a long one) and trying to beat this thing by confronting some of the stuff I find harder to write or feel like I could have done better in Blood Born through one shots and my personal whump challenge, because sometimes the only thing that helps is to try something different until you feel better about stepping back in to the fray. It’s getting there, slower than I’d like, but progress is progress no matter how small.

But for the time being please just know I am sorry you’ve all had to wait this long already, thank you so much for your patience <3

"Don't you think I know that?!" Lance shouted, angry tears welling thick in his eyes, "Do you really think, that after all this time I'd be so thick as to think they actually care about me?!"

"Because, I just can't." He growled, it made him startle for a moment, the sheer malice in his voice almost animalistic, "Believe me if I could come back I would, but right now I just can't, and you need to leave before I do something I'll regret."

“No Jon, I’m sure you needn’t worry about that,” Jon blinked back fog as his silent reply, down at the papers and employee records and things he shouldn’t have being pushed aside and sorted through on his boss’s desk: a birth certificate; school records and accompanying information; medical forms he would have forgotten about if he didn’t recognize his name and relevant professional diagnoses and disability grants, “I was actually considering a transfer for you.”

hmmm... can you tell i'm an angst writer? ψ'(._. )'>

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He chokes out something about needing to talk, manages to get in that it involves both Sam and the thing that killed Mom, and hangs up so forcefully he nearly tosses the phone to the ground

At the very least, it had to be more fae- fae that wouldn’t be so kind to him as the Archivist.

Gertrude may think that she alone bore the burden of doing what must be done, but Jonah had shouldered that responsibility long before she was born, much as his Archivist may like to forget it.