finally asking the real questions!! (also i guess it’s good like no one watches this so i can post the day it airs and no one cares but me!!!!!)

mmhhh that experience of dropping into a new fandom with a fic be like the first day at a new school in a new town. sorry but nikki alexander and jack hodgson have me by the throat as of late and i need to write these feels thanks for your time. ✌️

I just need more of my friends to watch silent witness so im not alone on my island with all of these fic ideas but no one to share with. 🙃

back on my silent witness train because britbox finally has enough episodes of the newest series to do a mini binge and yeah i do unfortunately love middle aged idiots in love.

never let anyone tell you online friends aren’t true friends. the loss of a lovely, kind soul you’ve only befriended online hurts just as much as one you’ve met in “offline” life. 💔

a’peppa and henry are at it again! see what adventures they’re up to now in part two of the series. archiveofourown.org/works/66580543

I’m here to let you know that I created a free-for-all ted/rebecca open prompts AO3 collection. You can participate by submitting prompts AND/OR by claiming prompts since I know there are plenty of lovely writers in need of some good prompts to sink their teeth into. www.tumblr.com/harrietspect...

it’s hilarious that public service, teachers, and nurses can’t have their own recognition weeks. most selfless career choices and we all have to celebrate the same week. definitely not reading into the fact these careers are often dominated by females over males…

babies abound in honour of b’s birthday. first, little love universe update (archiveofourown.org/works/506749...) and then a friendly neighbour seeking spicy food fic (archiveofourown.org/works/64751500) Enjoy! 🥳 🍰 🍓

happy mum’s day to fictional character rebecca welton! the little (big) zoo is back! we can love each other for free (23k) archiveofourown.org/works/64276642

higgins was in charge of the gala’s seating arrangements this year. “you’d think as gala boss lady, you’d get a better seat than the rejects corner,” ted chuckles as they listen to intros. “this is probably why we’re in the corner, love,” rebecca tips her head to his unconscious movement. “whoops.”

just in case you’re wondering how writing is going, i just googled “stripes that are horizontal but at an angle” to find to word “diagonal” this evening.

are we [me and my brain] going to break into 20k territory for this last little love annual update? tune in on sunday, i suppose. to be clear, i will still write chunks of time for the zoo, i just will not be doing anymore year in the life of updates considering this one has taken a year to write.

to all it may concern: i offer up the end of ‘once upon a stadium-side, underneath the lights’ as an idea generator. (this is a joke; i know they don’t read fic)

in the ‘a wind-dried puffin’ episode of taskmaster, sally phillips had the greatest water cooler moment. i’ve attempted to write the second best water cooler moment in ‘a wind-dried puffin’. happy reading my friends! thank you for not supporting AI fic. 💜 archiveofourown.org/works/63489850

popping on here for a minute to say that if you are reading dino1329’s fics, they are using AI and no one should support AI written fics. they are spamming the ted tag with AI content and although allowed on AO3 now, this belittles all the work we put into crafting stories.

🏉❤️call it american football chic💛🏉 nfl au part five: in which rebecca gets to spend christmas rivalry week with ted and learn new football facts. archiveofourown.org/works/62911858

so dedicated to the craft of authentic descriptions that i just tried fish fingers and barbecue sauce. (disgusting, by the way.)

listening to isimo on repeat to feel something. makes me want to write ted and rebecca angst with a happy ending alas i have too much real life work to do so putting a pin in it to come back later.

if he could, henry would spend his entire tuesday at the library. he sometimes listens to reason (bribes) and lets ted take him home. as she walks into the house, she finds her two favourite boys in a new blanket fort, reading while dinner bakes in the oven. henry grins and wiggles as ted winks.

the discord is on a conclave kick and you need to be about five levels into five conversations to understand one of these but someone said it reminded them of @uncorseted.bsky.social’s priest au. so, you know… one day I’ll have to read! but for now have [cardinals] ted and rebecca.

ted and rebecca in my mind.

i mostly cried with relief because i started hating that universe, you guys. it’s not perfect but it’s done. and now i can go back to my little loves and play with them for a bit. 💜

we did it, fam. the writer’s block cleared and librarian rebecca and professor ted (the a’peppa au) is now complete. archiveofourown.org/works/460054...

not that long ago, she used to roll her eyes with disdain at those in matching clothing strolling about the city or in the christmas cards that went into the bin after opening them. now, though, she rolls her eyes with a fond gleam as he kisses her cheek, claiming it’ll be the best christmas yet.

@mytwodaves.bsky.social don’t mind me catching up from my self-imposed isolation to make myself finish my secret santa fic that’s due tomorrow. thank you for your service in the barbie adventures. it’s what I was looking forward to catching up on as I returned. (also happy belated birthday)

it had been too quiet as she took advantage of ted on ‘homework help time’ to stretch out on the couch with her new book. she hears his footsteps and looks up as he rounds the couch. ‘we’re a pair-o-cuties’ he tries with a grin forming. she chuckles. she’ll let him know those are budgies later.

it’s all rebecca welton’s fault.

the storefront was some sort of revolving pop-up. the others hadn’t drawn his eye. this time, the big smiling face on the little jumper stopped him. he looked down at claire, her tiny grin visible as he held her on his hip as they walked to the pub for some daddy-daughter time. ‘it’s perfect.’

her first thanksgiving was a start of new traditions. henry delighted in introducing her to the various sides he’s enjoyed during past thanksgivings. as much as he adored her help in the kitchen, his favourite moment is the post-dinner pre-dessert walk. she hums, thankful for him as he echoes her.

he had surprised her after a little schedule switch-a-roo thanks to fall weather in the tropics and a delayed game. so, he flew in to attend the spurs match. ‘aww, man. why are y’all so crazy about peas?’ he pouts and she takes his container of chips and pie to start their tradition all over again.

the six week break always started in the midwest to snap up henry for their family vacation. the one thing henry always made sure they’d do is spend one day at the local wildlife conservatory in KC. it was a favorite place for him and he liked hearing his sister’s giggle when she fed the animals.

ted eagerly tracks her flight. he parks in the short term lot and waits outside the no re-entry doors, a small bouquet in hand. she doesn’t mind when he slips his hand over hers to steal her wheelie luggage as he kisses her. after all, it means she gets to hold his free hand as they walk to the car.

ted claims it’s their first gala even though they’ve been to five of these now. when she raises her brow to question him, he holds up his hand and wiggles his ring finger and she playfully rolls her eyes. on the carpet, she takes his arm, pointedly curling her left hand around him before grinning.