#bonus news: since the beginning bit is pretty Roy introspection heavy when I need a break

[jamiesfootball]

Fic updates for the post-season 3 fic

I’ve somehow stumbled over the 50k words mark 🎉🎉🎉

Dani, who was previously Sir-Not-Appearing-in-This-Fic, somehow wormed his way in and is now appearing in this fic. And somehow this didn’t even dent my outline - he slotted right in like magic. Dani Rojas is life, but he is also magic

I just think it’s criminal that him and Jamie never got to cuddle so I will be fixing that thanks

Why is Nigerian food so hard to research?

Roy is doing both awful and great at therapy, which is definitely not a race

Isaac, Isaac, Isaac. You are a pillar a rock a man of great talents and mystery and I am just loving peeling your layers.

Colin Hughes really is just some guy, huh? (Crying about it)

No really, why is Nigerian food so hard to research

My toxic trait is that I cannot resist putting Jamie Tartt in little outfits. Yes he is depressed and in a self destructive spiral. But also *waves hands* outfits.

Sam Obisanya has a nemesis; former bully surprised and outraged to learn about it, thought he was the only one who was that big of a dick

Me @ Nigerian food blogs - please show me the forbidden spice blends and quit making my browser cry in JavaScript

Jamie’s outfits are plot relevant, actually

On a related note- Fuck James Tartt

Keeley Jones please stop stealing every scene challenge. you are cute as a button and you are going through some stuff but we have an outline to stick to and every time you show up the word count explodes

Except the one scene????? I need you to talk a lot for????? Girl istg

I know y’all like dog metaphors, but do you like them in a non-sexy way? Because i got a lot of that (this is shameless abuse of the making the team mascot into a metaphor ngl. Also that ‘How to be a dog’ poem really fucked me up)

Do I need to spend so much time looking up recipes? No. Am i going to? Yes. I find it very fun, and this entire fic is a shameless exercise of self-indulgence and gooey feelings and found family (and depression and self esteem issues and abuse and finally talking shit out) and I hope it’ll be worth it in the end