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      the Taos hum

      by muse prompt: the Taos hum (a low humming noise, like a distant bell, or low rumbling thunder in the far distance) Post-canon MDZS; implied past xiyao. Xichen’s not doing too well in this. 3-sentence warm-up for @ficwip’s retreat weekend! Can be read as a prequel to an afternoon together in the rain. – There it is again—the rumbling, a hum deep in the ground that makes his hair stand on edge, the sound Wangji claims he cannot hear, but it keeps Xichen awake until dawn fishing apologies from the…
      MDZS • 3-sentence fic • xiyao
    • The Demon Tree Cover
      by muse A month in, Rose gave the tour to a new sales hire who took the desk two spots to her left. That was also the day the dreams started.
    • by muse prompt: a last-minute change in plans – “What a view!” his own voice echoed back at him as he snapped a picture of the gorge. Laughing, she pulled him back from the cliff and into her arms. It wouldn’t do to kill him yet, not until he’d changed the…
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      Bluebird

      Bluebird Cover
      by muse “Don’t talk to him,” the neighbors whispered. “That boy’s bad luck.”
    • by muse prompt: love to hate you SK8. tadaai, set toward the end of the first season. I’ve been wanting to write from this POV for a while and now I’ve done it! You asked once what happened during the years you were away. As if the change was due to someone else. As if the Pacific can baptize. As if belated regret means anything. You, my darling, are a burning piece of wood, a crying child. A betrayal. Dog is too good a title, but it offends you so I keep it. I let you touch me so I can…
      SK8 • drabble • fic • tadaai
    • The Edge of Light Cover
      by muse The ghost was throwing leaves again. Every morning around ten o’clock, it grabbed handfuls of them off of the shrub that grew alongside the parking lot. The ghost had no strength (new ones never did), and so the leaves did little more than scatter across the gravel drive. On a windy day, they might blow into the street as she walked by. Noa didn’t know the woman. She passed by the restaurant at the same time each morning, in pencil skirts or trousers, a leather handbag thrown over one shoulder.…
    • by muse prompt: it’s just us, everyone else is asleep no specific fandom/ship. this was inspired by a VN I just played (Pil/Slash's Paradise) but it can just be read as short horror. ⚠️ warning: this is a Bad Ending! ⚠️ He must’ve passed out after the fourth beer. The campfire was dead, island silent except for the waves. Clouds covered the moon, leaving him blind, but a heavy iron stench sent chills through him. He croaked a name but no one answered. Near his left…
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      Seaview

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      by muse These take place in the same universe, set in a fictional coastal town, so I’ve grouped them together. The Edge of Light The ghost was throwing leaves again. This story began life as a red leaf I picked up on my walk to work at a time of year when all of the other leaves were green. Every morning, more leaves would be scattered…
    • by muse prompt: sick of being safe harbor, I want to be the storm original, no warnings Look over your shoulder, look this way. A little farther. I’m the one behind her. But you know I’m here. That’s the worst part. You’ll find me later to talk about it, how she wouldn’t meet your eyes again, you’re not sure what you did wrong this time. With your head in my lap, you’ll gaze up and say I’m so glad I have you, no one gets me like you do! Maybe I won’t smile this time. I could…
      LGBTQ+ • drabble
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