#my primary usage of tumblr seems to be posting snippets and reblogging a net amount of five posts a month

[thousandstories]

Hi, I hope youve been well 💕💕 I hope life isn't still imploding for you! what happened to little nathaniel is one of my favorite fics and I hope you know how appreciated it is!! I rly rly hope this doesn't seems pushy or anything, i know authors hate when people ask about updates. But I was just wondering if you had any idea of when the next chapter will be out? I am willing to wait for years lol. I hope you're having a great new year!! 💕

anon i am so sorry it took me a couple (read: four) days to answer this, you're so sweet thank you SO much. i'm so glad you like the fic! life continues to implode unfortunately (i should have believed people when they said the second year of uni is miles worse than the first. (but also yay the joys of education! and debt!)).

i do have 4,000-ish words of the next chapter edited & finalised (and we are not even a third of the way through the chapter outline so that's probably going to increase significantly). i honestly have no definitive idea when the next chapter will be up other than that it will definitely be no more than a month at the very most so yay.

but i can offer a snippet instead:

Neil seems content to wait him out, eyebrow raised. That scar by his bottom lip is as infuriating as ever. “I don’t care about any of it,” Andrew finally answers.  “I don’t believe you,” Neil says, and that faux-cheerful edge to his voice is gone. Those blue eyes are keen and bright, even in the dimmed fluorescent lights of this god-awful bar. His mouth is a thin line, tugged downwards slightly by the intensity of his concentration. All of this focus on Andrew. Why? “I hate you,” Andrew says, as his gut twists and his blood curdles. The thrumming in his veins is similar enough to bottomless rage that it cannot be anything but.