malyce19

[malyce19]

Congrats on the big life changes! Very excited to see your new fic!

And I’m beyond impressed you are making time for creative outlet with a small offspring, it took me several years to remember to find time for things that make me feel human. Parenting feels like a wild adventure that is both exactly what you expect and something completely unexpected that there’s literally no way to prepare yourself for.

LOL 100%. Constant emotional rollercoaster but then he takes his chunky little hands and holds my face and gives me the drooliest kiss and everything is right in the world, lol. He’s the coolest person ever.

As far as finding time, it took me about a month to work through 600 words, because my brain was just so tired lol. But I’m getting there!

[malyce19]

Hi.

I’m working on coming back to the world of fic writing after a very long hiatus. TLDR I got sober and had a baby and my perspective on the whole world changed, as it does. So if you’ve liked my fics in the past, I’m sorry I’ve been MIA for so long. Here’s a teaser of what I’m working on right now. It’s called State Lines.

“there’s no such thing as a clean break when your heart starts bleeding out.” - chance peña

Day 1

She sold her penthouse and bought the car. A gray sedan, plenty of room for all of the belongings she cared enough to travel with. Nothing flashy, something reliable and low maintenance that wouldn’t call too much attention to her presence as she made her escape. All that mattered to her was that the car’s suspension wasn’t impacted by all of the emotional weight she was bringing with her on this journey to nowhere. She should have said something, she knows that. But what do you say when you’re leaving everything and everyone behind?

She didn’t know where she was going, not that it really mattered. She’d been driving for two days, only stopping for gas and compulsory restroom and food breaks. The more distance she could place between herself and blonde haired blue eyed loves of her life, the better. So she drove, vaguely eastbound with stinging eyes and an aching heart.

Miles passed and the road lines started to feel like metaphors, lines in the proverbial sand. Endless expanses of pavement and exit signs beckoned her forward, the promise of anonymity and rebirth lingering somewhere on the horizon as she drove. As her old life burned to cinders behind her, she felt less like a phoenix and more like a nondescript speck of ash, floating aimlessly on the wind. And maybe that’s all she was now, without her.

Day 3

By day three, Lena had to stop to sleep. She’d pushed herself as far as she could, coffee and disgustingly sweet energy drinks sustaining her only to the point of blurred vision and shaking hands. So she found a slightly innocuous looking hotel a few miles off the highway in northern Texas, pulling her borrowed (now stolen) NCU baseball cap down as far as it would go to obscure her features as she checked in. It helped, she supposed, that the kid behind the counter couldn’t drag his eyes away from the football game he was watching long enough to look her in the eye, so being recognized wasn’t an issue. She paid for the room in cash, as she had with everything else on this trip, and she tipped the boy an extra $100 bill to ensure housekeeping left the room alone until she’d checked out. Leaving a paper trail would defeat the purpose of a clean break, and she couldn’t risk being recognized by a well-meaning staffer trying to offer more towels.

In the safety of a locked hotel room, Lena took her hair down and tossed the duffle bag on the bed. It was getting dark out, and she closed the heavy curtains to keep her eyes from searching the clear sky for familiar streaks of red and blue. It was only a matter of time, she knew, before her absence would become obvious. She’d left LCorp on sabbatical, leaving Sam at the helm for the time being, vaguely committing to take the reins again sometime in the future. Her new phone was blissfully quiet, Sam and Jess the only two she trusted with the number. News alerts about superheroes and aliens and secret government agencies were disabled, and all that graced her lock screen was a stock photo of some rainy trees.

As she sat down on the bed, exhaustion starting to settle into every nerve, she couldn’t help but wonder how the hell she got here. Not physically, that was obvious. She bought a car and drove for three straight days until she realized she was endangering the other drivers (though there’d been very few) by continuing on like this. She just didn’t trust herself to keep going without rest, so here she was, in a Hilton hotel in fucking Lubbock, of all places. Trust. That’s what this all boiled down to, wasn’t it? Misplaced trust, betrayal of trust, lack of trust where it was dutifully earned with literal blood, sweat and tears. Trust, broken and shattered and disintegrated in one fell swoop with her former favorite person’s too-little-too-late confession.

#supercorp #fan fiction is my comfort object #supercorp fic #lena luthor #supergirl #kara danvers

[malyce19]

YOU hate JK Rowling!

#fuck terfs #terf free zone

[malyce19]

almost.

[malyce19]

Kara Danvers/ Kara Zor El + freckles (anon request)

[malyce19]

[malyce19]

#i’m in this post and i don’t like it

[malyce19]

thnks for supercorp #11 i really love it. can i request #3 for supercorp?😇

/3 drunk kiss

CEO of L-corp and Supergirl making out outside of a National City bar, a scandal in the making?

[malyce19]

saw this tweet and didn’t even need to think. i knew exactly which scene had this

#supercorp #lena luthor #kara danvers #supergirl #katie mcgrath

[malyce19]

Life with E.

#my kid will be a sneakerhead like their mama #mama bear #baby bear #elliot #my boy #spring

[malyce19]

im sorry for not updating any of my fics (specifically my lv one). i have no motivation lol.

#i’m in this picture and i don’t like it

[malyce19]

Do you ever like physically feel yourself pass your mental breaking point and then all you can think is “oh these next few days are going to be interesting”

[malyce19]

Reblog if you write fanfic and would be totally down with your followers coming into you askbox and talking to you about your fic

#I will write again soon

[malyce19]

Reblog to give the person you reblogged from the ability to finish their WIPs

[malyce19]

you poor thing (derogatory) (sexual)

[malyce19]

Hey. Hi. Hello.

If you happen to be one of the kind souls that reads my random thoughts on Ao3, it’s possible you’ll notice I’ve done a mass exodus.

A few months ago I quit drinking, and in attempting to get back into writing I realized the negative associations I had to a lot of my projects. I’m going to continue writing, but who I am now isn’t who I was before. My lens is different.

So I hope y’all will still come along for the ride when I start this new project I’m working on.

Peace ✌🏼

#personal #ao3 works #fan fiction is my comfort object #work in progress

[malyce19]

#mood today