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@darling-velocipede group

“I think I’m in love with you,” Zephyr whispered. The words were dry on his tongue, with such reverence he said them. In his mind he built a chapel in this still, nighttime room, the heat of their unseen bodies playing prayers; the ache of unknowing offerings.
“And here I thought you were the clever one,” Sebastian said into the dark. He didn’t so much as lower his voice. Around him, Zephyr’s temple crumbled. There were no holy things here.

(just awful sebastian being awful ya know)

@HighPockets group

“I think I’m in love with you,” Zephyr whispered. The words were dry on his tongue, with such reverence he said them. In his mind he built a chapel in this still, nighttime room, the heat of their unseen bodies playing prayers; the ache of unknowing offerings.
“And here I thought you were the clever one,” Sebastian said into the dark. He didn’t so much as lower his voice. Around him, Zephyr’s temple crumbled. There were no holy things here.

(just awful sebastian being awful ya know)

(That has big "oh Anna. if only there was someone who loved you" energy and I sort of love it)

@SpookyScarySnoteleks group

“I think I’m in love with you,” Zephyr whispered. The words were dry on his tongue, with such reverence he said them. In his mind he built a chapel in this still, nighttime room, the heat of their unseen bodies playing prayers; the ache of unknowing offerings.
“And here I thought you were the clever one,” Sebastian said into the dark. He didn’t so much as lower his voice. Around him, Zephyr’s temple crumbled. There were no holy things here.

(just awful sebastian being awful ya know)

(That has big "oh Anna. if only there was someone who loved you" energy and I sort of love it)

(wait it does)

@darling-velocipede group

“I think I’m in love with you,” Zephyr whispered. The words were dry on his tongue, with such reverence he said them. In his mind he built a chapel in this still, nighttime room, the heat of their unseen bodies playing prayers; the ache of unknowing offerings.
“And here I thought you were the clever one,” Sebastian said into the dark. He didn’t so much as lower his voice. Around him, Zephyr’s temple crumbled. There were no holy things here.

(just awful sebastian being awful ya know)

(That has big "oh Anna. if only there was someone who loved you" energy and I sort of love it)

(wait it does)

(<3 thanks you guys! it'll be fun because this scene comes in a flash back after all we've heard from zephyr about sebastian is good stuff, because he really romanticized him after he died, so hopefully it'll be a bit surprising!)

@croccin-champagne

tw: allusion to rape, violence, past sexual assault of a minor

@croccin-champagne

Sage that is so well written, I low-key wanna know more of the story

i mean, that's an excerpt from a drabble in google docs, somewhat detailing one of the many shitty things that happened to this poor girl

fret not anyone worried about her sanity, she ends up with a smart rich girlfriend and a bunch of friends willing to do anything to keep her safe. and she gets a pet chicken

and also thank you fdfhgdfh

@ccb group

first draft, but

@HighPockets group

also @DoctorOfTheDead i'm uhhhh crying :') you really did give us heart-wrenching :'))

D: I'm sorry I made you cry but I'm glad my writing was good!

@ccb group

@The-Althalosian-The_EccentrLc_VampLre nice!!! idk what it is, silas is just a healer name. you get me lol

@ccb group

@The-Althalosian-The_EccentrLc_VampLre ah yeah see my silas is much different in that regard, he's a complete doormat who needs a day to recuperate every time he makes a phone call.

@WriteOutofTime

He did the only thing he could think to do, the only sane thought that popped into his head: he stole his father’s car and jetted off into the distance, driving down the road as fast as he could. Moonlight lit his way as the streetlights were dim in most places and broken in the rest. The town itself seemed asleep, the peaks and hills of the road rising and falling like the steady breath of a chest in deep slumber. Beach houses, surfing shops, condominiums, and tacky seafood restaurants rose all around him. He sped to the edge of the town, where the interstate in its full glory kissed the edge of the main road, and swerved off, bringing the car to a shrieking halt. He slammed his palms against the wheel, frustration building. He didn’t want to be in a town that slept through the night, like someone on the brink of death or in the depths of illness, he wanted to be somewhere that moved, somewhere that breathed each breath like it was precious, somewhere that embraced him and enveloped him in life. He wanted to run through this last summer, wanted to hurry towards the future, not crawl.

He left the car on the side of the road and dismounted, bare feet hitting sand and gravel as he stumbled from the road onto the beach. White sand stretching across the expanse, untamed with weeds shooting up throughout, leading to the still, dark ocean. The water was impossible to see into, due to the darkness and to the natural murkiness of the water. It wasn’t like a pristine Florida coastline or a bright blue California wave; it lacked the vibrancy. Or perhaps Kai was biased. He wasn’t going to try to see past his own point of view.

His feet met the water. It was warmer than the air. The realization led to him to sit down, letting the waves crash over him and drench his clothes and hair. He wished for something, something strong, but since he was in short supply he lit a cigarette instead. He leaned back to keep his head out of the water and placed the cigarette in his mouth, eyes towards the stars. This is better, he thought, much better than the crisscross beams and the stale attic.

Foamy, thick waves pushed against him in gentle rhythm, steady breath, held him close. It almost felt like an embrace, the water being so warm in contrast to the wet, cool night air. He looked off to his side and saw something move in the water. Likely a fish, he told himself, but he imagined it was another person, lost as he was, looking for something in the ocean. He offered that person his cigarette, but he let his hand dip too low and the waves took it instead. Sand inched into his clothes and he felt like he was lying in a bed of wet crumbs. Suddenly the Romantic beach scene was pathetic, he was suddenly waterlogged and gross and drunk, and the swirling police lights reflected off of the dark water instead of the stars. He was pulled roughly from the warm embrace and yanked to his feet.

@kittycalyx group

tw: abuse, thoughts of suicide

@stolenbrocoli group

I don't have it written out yet, but i have the basis :/

There's a scene where my main group gets kinda ambushed. They all get a little bit separated, but Garret (my MC) is closest to Dominick, who garret decided he hated, and Dom get shot and dragged away by the ambushers and he's screaming to Garret for help, saying "Please, please, they're gonna kill me! I know it! They'll kill me!" and Garret chooses to ignore him. And further away, Dani (Garret's love interest and Dom's sister) doesn't see what's going on until the people who ambushed drove away with her brother. She started having a breakdown and stuff and garret tries to play it off like he didn't notice until it was too late as well. He comforts her and since he's there for her, she kind of starts to catch feelings for him, but later on she finds out that Garret let her brother get captured, and she thinks he's dead.

Maybe once i actually write this out, i'll revisit this thread and post it cos this ^ doesn't to the scene justice :(