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hannigramislife · 8 months
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I wonder if Lan Xichen ever thinks of Nie Mingjue. I wonder if he remembers the warnings Nie Mingjue had given him, if he remembers the words he'd said about A-Yao that he had brushed off and the fights he had stopped. I wonder if he doubts himself– was it right to step in, then? Was it wrong? Does it matter, when the ending itself was what it was? I wonder if Lan Xichen thinks about how he was the one to teach Meng Yao the song of Clarity. I wonder if he thinks about the jade token he gave Meng Yao.
I wonder what he thinks when he looks at Huaisang.
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seductiveandcynical · 8 months
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I used to plead with God to end my sufferings, then he sent me you. I thanked God for putting you in my life, then he took you away.
I don’t talk to God anymore.
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sadghostgirl14 · 3 months
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ohsoinvisible · 1 year
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barbiecarlo · 11 months
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theflowersinyourromm · 10 months
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ami-v-dragnire · 8 months
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i have art wips from before s2
idk if i can finish them
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doctor-fancy-pants · 9 months
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Wednesday Words
Messages
He sends her a message, and two miles away, her mobile chimes.
He wants to talk. He knows she’s busy. He’s worried, is all. When she’s got time.
She’s looking through the telescope, and ignoring her phone. Not because of him. She lost a friend, recently. She doesn’t know why. She asked, several times.
No answer.
No message. That, in itself, is a message, but it hurts, and it’s frightening. Now every delay from every message could be the beginning of a new message, a message of absence and silence.
She watches the stars. She thinks about radio signals, travelling through space.
It would take so long to get a message out there.
You wouldn’t know when to stop hoping, she thinks. People used to write letters, before the internet, the telephones, the telegrams. Letters, carried by ships at sea, or tiny reports on bloody homing pigeons.
What news from the front? she thinks, focused on a distant star. Who knows? Keep an eye out for pigeons. Or the postman. Or radio waves.
Now, you don’t know when to expect it, or when to stop expecting it.
You don’t know when the silence is safe.
She has her headphones on. The music helps. Songs have messages, have meaning. You can consider those at your own pace. They only go one way, and you aren't expected to answer, or know the right thing to say.
The music fills her head. She doesn’t hear her phone chime, another friend, sending another message, to let her know that he’s thinking of her, and he hopes she’s okay.
She is okay, in this moment. She doesn’t expect messages from the stars. Their silence has no weight.
They just burn. That is all they have to do.
I have a Wednesday night writing group. We do prompts, and drabbles, and it’s a good time. Everyone comes out with something so different! They’re short snippets – the drabbles are only supposed to be 100 words, a warm-up for the later prompt. I'm trying to remember to post my favourites as I go. This particular drabble prompt - Messages - hit something hard in my heart, and I didn't try to keep it to 100 words.
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giffypudding · 1 year
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Someone took my Big Wheel for a joy ride but there was no joy
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bi-squirrel · 2 months
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hey. hey. alpha centauri is the closest star system to earth. when crowley was wanting to run away he still picked the closest star system available.
even when earth was so dangerous for him he didnt want to leave it behind.
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doodlboy · 1 year
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[crumbles into a pile of dust]
goodnight
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seductiveandcynical · 8 months
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I would do just about anything to get you back, but I would not survive losing you a second time.
I’m begging you to stay gone.
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timetotalkbeauty · 3 months
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It hurts with you gone.
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transsexual-heart · 5 months
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being distracted worked very well but my emotions are catching up to me and im crying again
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lividn3rdpolice · 6 months
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Wish things were different. Is this what jealous feels like. I just want the best for her.
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