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Drabbles & 3-sentence warm-up fills from retreats
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the Taos hum
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… -
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in another life
prompt: in another life MDZS modern AU, xiyao. References a canonical death. – The sword plunges through his chest and he wakes gasping. “What’s wrong?” Xichen mumbles from the adjacent pillow. Although Xichen’s skin is hot where he touches it, Meng Yao shivers. “Nightmare.” “No more horror before bed.” Xichen’s arms engulf him. Against Meng Yao’s ear, his heart beats. Beats. “I asked you to die with me,” he whispers. “It’s only a dream,… -
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drabble: crawl back to
First time I saw her, both of us twelve, I’d never seen such untamed eyes. Other kids said she wouldn’t survive the winter, but I approached anyway. “You can’t have my bunk,” she wheezed when I told her my name. She’d steal from me in our twenties — the ring my parents left me. I let her keep it. She’d sleep with me, feelings ending at skin. Every time should’ve been the last, yet I always crawled back. Now, decades later, her eyes are still cold, but she’s never turned them…-
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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…
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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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love to hate you
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… -
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a last-minute change in plans
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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a change in the weather
prompt: a change in the weather – As the sun stroked the last of a flower’s faded petals, it said “Don’t be afraid” and it said “Go to sleep; you’ll see me again after the winter.” From a nearby garden another flower whispered, “But isn’t that one an annual?” “Shh,” beamed the… -
He had read of love in novels, prying its meaning from aging paper—something from another time, like the green forests he could only imagine. He looked for it on faces he encountered, and while he felt for every one, it was not love. He didn't like the boy when they met, and after he'd sent him down the trail, never expected to think about him again. He would not kiss him until they were twenty-six. That kiss would overturn his world, but it would not stop the exquisite ache in his…
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366 • Ongoing
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