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[rosesofpyrrhic]

A place where which I can’t follow

tw: bombing, injury (I tried not to be graphic!), character death

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The golden rays of sunbeam are cast through the window, but the day is far from vibrant. Smokes came out of the ruins of what was once an establishment, and piles of bodies can be seen thoroughly. Sounds of explosions are blasting through the air, mixed with gunshots and sounds of people's hushed despair. 

"Blair, darling, you have to go," an anguished voice whispered, almost afraid to make a sound. She wants to take her daughter away from this place, tell her she's safe and it'll be over. But she knows that all she can do is drive her away and hope that she can leave unscathed.

"No, mom! No! I'll only go if you come with me!" dread and sorrow can be heard through her voice, but there is also conviction. Seeing her mother bloody, missing some limb shook her through the core. But she doesn't want to abandon her there where it isn't safe. She needs to save her, her family, her anchor. 

Her mother smiled bitterly. "Darling, I can't go with you." She gasped for breath then cupped her daughter's chin with her remaining hand, forcing Blair to look at her in the eyes. "I can't move my legs anymore, I am dying. Save yourself and leave me be. Go far, far away from this horrible place. Find someone to help you, somewhere to hide, and live." Her daughter wept, knowing that she’s right.

"I'm sorry, darling," she continued, voice shaking with despair. "I'm sorry that I won't see you grow old, I'm sorry I can't accompany you to your next birthdays, holidays, the day of your graduation, your- your wedding day. And I'm so, so, so sorry that you get to see me like this. I'm sorry that this is the last memory that I'll leave you. We- I never expected this to happen, anyways. No one did."

Blair continued to wail and watched her mom as she took off her necklace and put it on Blair's hand. Her mom also rummaged her pockets, finding a broken mobile phone, some random trinkets,  money, then handed it to her. "These may help, even though I don't think it will." 

She grasped her hand tightly, knowing that this is the last time that she can hold her daughter. "Stay quiet, lay low, when you hear the sirens go inside the remaining buildings, if there's a basement then go there. If you think you can go out already, look for food and water. Wait for the rescuers, okay? But don't go out if you're not sure who it is. It's better to be safe. Listen to me, darling. Remember these, okay? Mom loves you, I really really do." 

With tears brimming in Blair's eyes, she nodded her head repeatedly, her heart already mourning. Why did this happen? Why them? Just... why?

They were just walking around a while ago, joking about how outrageous the passerby's outfit is, and then they heard the sirens- but it was too late. The building next to them was stricken already, debris falling off. She was the one who was supposed to get hit, but her mom- her mom...

My mom- mom pushed me off. I should be the one in her situation. I should be the one whose body is crushed by the debris, I should be the one who lost a limb, I should be paralyzed, I should be the one-

"Go." A single word shattered her self-deprecating words. "Go away already. There- there might be a next attack, go-" her mom wheezed "-go to a safe place. To a place where I can't follow."

She heaved, a taste of bitterness erupting in her mouth, but she still mustered a sentence. "You can't follow me pretty much anywhere anymore, Mom." She laughed forcibly, trying to look at ease. But how can she look at ease? Instead, she looked more pitiful, like a child that has lost her favorite toy.

Her mom laughed, which turned into a groan. "Right," she responded. "Right, how forgetful of me." The feeling of numbness turned into a tiring lullaby, seemingly trying to take her out away from that place. She knows that her end is near, but she doesn't want her daughter to see her dead. She doesn't want her last memory she'll leave her child to be like that.

"I love you," Blair said quietly, restraining her emotions that are threatening to come out. She knows that her mom would end up dead, but she can't weep for now. She wants to, but she can't. There are things that she needed to do to survive. Her mom wishes for her to survive, and she will. She will.

"I love you too." Her mom murmured, trying to stay awake, but still managed to softly smile. "Go."

Blair crouched, kissing her mom's cheek for the last time, and painstakingly crawled away from her. Her body doesn't want to move, her mind blurry, but still did what her mom said. 

I will survive, and I will live for the life that had been sacrificed for me. I will always, always remember you, Mom. And someday, when it's my time, I will go where you're there. But for now, we're both going to different places, both where which we can't follow.

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[rosesofpyrrhic]

Masterpost: How to write a story?

Compilation of writing advice for some aspects of the writing process.

How to motivate myself to write more

How to get rid of writer’s block

Basic Overview: How to write a story

How to come up with plot

How to create a character

How to make a character unique

How to write conversation

How to write the last line

How to create a villain

Introducing a group of characters

Large cast of characters interacting in one scene

Redemption arc

Plot twists

How to write a summary

How to write a book description

How to write romance

How to write emotional scenes

How to write yelling

How to title fanfiction

How to use songs in a fanfiction

Fatal Character Flaws

Good traits gone bad

More specific scenarios

Slow burn

How to create quick chemistry

How to write a bilingual character

How to write a character with glasses

How to write a polyamorous relationship

How to write found family

How to create and write a cult

Criminal past comes to light

Reasons for breaking up while still loving each other

Forbidden love

Date gone wrong

Causes for the apocalypse

How to create a coffee shop atmosphere

How to write enemies to lovers

How to write lovers to enemies to lovers

Arranged matrimony for royalty

Paramilitary Forces/ Militia

Honeymoon

Academic Rivals to Lovers

Love Language - Showing, not telling

How to write amnesia

AU ideas

Favourite tropes

Inconvenient things a ghost could do

Milestones in a relationship

How to write age difference

Platonic activities for friends

Introducing partner(s) to family

Writing a stratocracy

Reasons a couple would divorce on good terms

Love Language - Showing you care

How to write the mafia

A Queen’s Assassination Plot

Crime Story - Detective’s POV

Giving the reader butterflies with your characters

Evil organization of assassins

Last day on earth

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Romance Masterpost

How to write it

How to write romance

Love Language - Showing, not telling love

Love Language - Showing you care

Honeymoon

Slow burn

Forbidden Romance (+ prompts)

Reasons for a break-up while still loving each other

How to create quick chemistry

How to write enemies to lovers (+ prompts)

How to write lovers to enemies to lovers

Arranged matrimony for royalty (+ prompts)

Date gone wrong

Academic rivals to lovers

Romantic Fall Date Ideas

How to write a polyamorous relationship

Milestones in a relationship

How to write age difference

Fluffy Kiss Scene

Reasons a couple would divorce on good terms

Prompt Lists

Romance Prompt List Part I + Part II + Part III + Part IV

Bad ones, unrequited, break-up Part I + Part II

Flirting - Successful and unsuccessful Part I + Part II

Two smart and also stupid people in love

Push and pull romantic prompts

Co-workers - Hate to love

Lovers to enemies

Love to hate relationship

Romantic One-Liners Part I

Smutty One-Liners Part I + Part II + Part III

Physical One-Liners Part I +  Part II

Jealousy + Things said during sex prompts

Moving in together

OTP Christmas Prompts

Prompts about kissing

Romance Sentence Starters

Romantic Question Prompts

Fake Dating/Marriage/Engagement Prompts

Domestic Fluff Prompts

Fluff Prompts

Romantic, non-sexual intimacy prompts

OT3 Prompts

OT3 ideas

Royalty Prompts - Loyal companion x Princess Romance

Royalty Prompts - Prince/ss x Commoner - Revealing royal heritage

Royalty Prompts - Knight x Princess

Fake Dating Royalty Prompts

Hurt/Comfort Dialogue Prompts

Hurt/Comfort Prompts

Roommates to lovers - Spending time together

Introducing partner(s) to family

Flirting Prompts - Oblivious and flirty

Teasing Prompts

Unrequited Love Prompts

Dramatic/Break-up Dialogue Prompts

Romance Dialogue Prompts – Uncomfortable with affection

Matchmaking Prompts

Valentine’s Day Prompts

Fake Dating Dialogue Prompts

Fake Dating AUs

Fake Dating Prompts

Cute Date Ideas

Hand-holding

Kisses

Hugs

Touching

Physical Reactions

Love confession - Screaming at each other

Ways to say ‘I love you’

Love Triangle Ideas

Soulmates AUs

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[rosesofpyrrhic]

So I can't believe that I've been here for so long and I didn't realize that I have not introduced myself yet. So there it is:

Hello to all of you, you can call me Amara, Mara for short and I write just for fun! I mostly write poems, but I think I will occasionally try to write drabbles and short stories. (Please don't have any expectations as I am not a native English speaker and I am new to writing! or posting what I write!)

So I mostly write base on my emotions and the ideas I have, so it's mostly venting lmao. However, I will try new things later on if I don't get lazy or busy.

Also, remember that it's all fiction! Although the emotions are real, don't worry, the story isn't. Just for clarification.

Please also DO NOT PLAGIARIZE. Thank you.

If you got to this part, thank you for reading and I hope you'll have a very blessed day.

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[rosesofpyrrhic]

What keeps you up at night?

“What keeps you up at night?”

He muttered as we’re both standing under the soft light of the moon, hair dancing with the wind. His radiant appearance took my breath away, but I know that he’s not as enamored as I am to him. Hearing his question, I snapped out of my daze.

“Things- things that could’ve happened if I changed my reaction, things left unsaid, things that will never change-”

Too many grievances. Too many what-ifs. Too many-

Too many things about you. 

If I screamed those words out of my chest, would you listen? Would you take it by heart? Would you remember? Would your soul ache too?

However, I didn’t say those things out loud. I simply didn't have the courage to. I don't want to ruin what we have now. Maybe it's better this way. Scratch that. It's better this way.

The things that I remember- they're all from the past. Something that we can never go back to, but I wish we can, but I also wish we can't. 

The thoughts I have are messy, but I keep my carefree appearance. For you. This is all for you.

"-like how I wish I said to Mister Gilbert that his paper sucks so that I didn't need to review it. Or how I wish I didn't get angry at Marie when she tried to tell me off about how the food I made looks like poison. My cooking skills would've been better if I listened to her."

I giggled, hiding my thoughts. You don't need to know about those anyway. It's better to not know about it. Not know about me. It's better this way. It's better this way. It's better this-

"Well, what I think about are kind of weird, you know? Like I have this mad fantasy about having past lives, and that I was only in love with this one person. But how can that happen, right? You can't just love a single person throughout those lives. I think I might write a book or something about it. Maybe it'll be popular."

As you chuckled, my breath hitched. Is this it? Did you recall what we had? What did we feel? How we're tangled from one lifetime to another?

"Yeah, right. As if you can write about it. You suck at describing things."

"Hey! That's rude you know? Can't you just support me or something?"

"Nah, you should know what your limits are."

As we banter, my heart skipped a beat. Maybe I should ask more about it? I asked myself, so I did.

"So, do you think the person in your dreams exists in real life, huh? Maybe they're someone you know? Or someone you like, if you have one of course."

Please don't answer the last question. Please, please, please-

"Oh I do have someone that I like, but I don't think it's them."

Of course. Of course, it would be this way. I am the only one who will remember what we shared, what we endured, what we were. I will always be the one who'll remember what our love was, as I witness how you easily find that love in someone else, and how you have mistaken them for me. 

It felt unfair, but what can I do? It was just a fleeting moment for you. I'm an on-looker, a passerby that can only be engaged with once or twice, and then never. Maybe I should move on, but how can I when every lifetime we're connected by this one red thin line?

"Oh, who is it? Are they from our class? Do I know them? Why didn't you tell me about it?!"

"Hmmm... maybe I can introduce you sometime? You'll like her. She's kinda like you, you know? Maybe it's a girl thing."

Hah. I want to mockingly laugh, tell you it's me, me, me that you're looking for. But I did that before. I tried to, but it pushed you away from me more. I don't want that, and it's better this way. I can talk to you, be happy with you, be with you- this way I won't miss out on what's happening in your life. Even if I'm not the one on your side anymore.

"Sure, just tell me the details later. But can I bring another friend? I don't wanna be the third wheel, you know?"

"What about a double date? So you won't feel left out. Maybe I can set you up?"

"Nah, I'll just meet your "the one" then be there for the food. I'll just bring Johann to split the bills."

"Pffttt- I knew you would bring him just for that."

"I'm a glutton, what can I do?"

These thoughts, these feelings, these memories- I'll bury them underneath my soul. I'll pretend I didn't know anything, that I can't see the lines that connect us. But for now, I'll keep you within my sight, silently pine. I'll indulge my heart with pleasure and misery that you cause, and then, after this life, I'll really let you go. And maybe, just maybe, I can find someone new. Someone that's not you.

Maybe by then, the thoughts of you and us won't plague me at night.

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[rosesofpyrrhic]

She was happy.

A toddler oblivious to the world; pure, happy, and kind. But the child soon learned that all nice things has a price. The "perfect" life she seemed to have is nothing but a lie.

Everything she did that was wrong, her mother would hit her. She tried to call for help but people said that's just like everyone's mother. She was convinced that those bruises are out of her mother's love. She didn't think it was bad but a gift from above.

Her grandmother told her that she hates her and her mom; that because of her, her mom coveted her dad. That she wasn't suppose to be in this world as she's a mistake that drives her mad.

Nevertheless, the little girl always treats them right. She was always obedient 'cause she thinks people loves that sight.

She was lovely.

People around her always tells her things, praises and the likes. She didn't know she also garner something that is vile.

People would tell her things that has two sides. Her classmates always alienates her because she's "too nice". She tried talking to them but is always shut down. She never gave up, until she was hurt; her heart was almost drowned.

She tried to tell the adults, but they said her classmates will give up. "Focus on your studies," they said, and "you will forget it after sometime".

She was never taken seriously until she almost lost her dignity. She was locked on a room by her friend, while three other guys tried to touch her sexually. All the abuse, verbal and physical, hit her critically. She gained her teachers sympathy, but then they suddenly said: "Don't ever talk about it, or else you will be dead".

Turns out that one of people who locked her up is the daughter of the principal. The other one's the son of a teacher, and the other one's the son of the congressman. They said if she did tell, she will ruin their lives. She relented and complied, unable to be justified.

It is not that she didn't try to told her parents, but when she tried, they told her this: "Why are you only second on your class? I knew that you didn't take your classes well!"

Because of this funny reason, she finally change schools. But by then it was too late, as she was already driven crazy.

She was crazy.

She tried to open up again, trying to be normal. She hide all her problems, didn't try to be vocal. She became one of the weirdos; a student that almost didn't speak. But when she's at home she's loud 'cause she doesn't want to look weak.

Her parents change when she had her sibling but the damage has been done. They can never turn back time; they can never take it back.

But they started it again after sometime. The girl is the only one who's hitten as she's "the older one". They said she needs to take responsibility for her siblings' deeds; that she's the one who needs to get shunned. The difference is the girl knew that it's a lie, by then she wants to run.

She tried different things just to take out her shackles. However, the world is fair but the people in it are cruel.

She can never run as she was tied to them. What she wants is to forget; lose the voices in her head; be free and cease to exist.

She is dead, and the people watched her die.

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[rosesofpyrrhic]

What I Aspired to be

I raised my head high

As I look into the sky

Seeing a breathtaking sight

Oh, what a beautiful night

And then I saw the stars sparkle

Like the stones on a jewel

And I whispered to myself

Someday, I'll be high up there

And so I aspired to be a star

That is so beautiful and bright

That is set from a far

While it dances with the moonlight

When that dream was realized

Is the exact time that I knew

This ambition will cause my demise

And this time, I won't breakthrough

For being a star means being alone

Shining blindly in the darkness

Everything became unknown

As I slowly lack awareness

Indeed, my wish came true

But stars just shine in black and blue

And that being a star is having a curse

A curse that cannot be reversed

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When I lay awake and close my eyes

Hoping that my mind won't remember

My mind becomes numb and creates lies

That haunts me in my slumber

And when I said that I want to break free

From this world that I created

It is the truth, for everything that I see

Is nothing but hatred

I wish that I could finally rest

After being disturbed for a long while

This is probably the best

So that my heart won't be more vile

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[rosesofpyrrhic]

It's one of those sleepless nights

When our memories come visit.

Those nights that makes us remember

Worst things that happened in our lives

This time is when we ask ourselves

All kinds of questions in our minds

We also re-enact the scenes

Until our hearts are satisfied

But after this, I realized

Doing so won't turn back my time

Still, I imagine what might've been

If I had not mesed up my mind

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[rosesofpyrrhic]

Whenever I wake up

I always got disappointed

Questioning myself why

Why can't I sleep until I die

But even if I asked,

I have always known the answer

Still, I can't help myself

For this desire became a prayer

#mine #poetry #Ughh I don't think this is poetry but okay #my thoughts

[rosesofpyrrhic]

There is a particular thing

I accepted ages ago

Treated it as part of my destiny

Saying that this will help me grow

Believing that everything is in place

But suddenly everything is gone

As if I woke up from a dream

Or did I walk straight to a nightmare?

#mine #my thoughts #poetry #hmm...I dunno if this counts as one tho #But lemme tag it too

[rosesofpyrrhic]

Blood red.

Everything that I see is red.

The gleam in your eyes

Making me see through your soul.

Is this love? Passion? Hatred?

I am too scared to know.

But know only one thing,

Everything that happened,

Things that you cannot explain,

I take those as mine.

And those faults will always be mine.

Sinners

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