7+8=15~~~mystical Magic Of Abstract Thought~~~ 75

This SCREAMS Wei Wuxian, I dunno bout y'all

“He was a good man once, my grandfather. He took to necromancy, now he haunts my Castle. Excellent babysitter though!”

He Kissed Her Once

He kissed her once. It was by the sea, the smell of brine and watery decay thick in the air. The sun was high, its light made the water glitter prettily, its heat baked the seaweed and fish washed ashore. He thought, almost bitterly, that the beauty and repugnance of the moment was fitting. He wondered which one she would consider more.

She considered nothing at all. She was entirely startled by the manner of his embrace. It hurt in the way soft, sweet, and perfect things hurt; heartbreaking in its gentleness and care. She pulled away quickly, overwhelmed by the power she had so suddenly over her supposedly enigmatic, closed off friend.

He stumbled back, as if struck. His face burned and his hands shook. She stared hard at the ground and said nothing with a face flushed with embarrassment or heat or discomfort, neither of them could tell. Silence clung to them, heavy and chafing, until he walked away and disappeared somewhere among the ships.

She kept her gaze fixed on her hastily polished shoes where they were planted over both sand and grassed soil for a little while longer. Before too long, she walked away herself, without looking back or noticing the sharp, dark eyes tracking her.

For all they laughed, talked, and ran about, they never spoke again after that day by the sea.

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Y'all ever read something and it dont make sense and so you read it again and again and again and then suddenly you have to turn away and scream into the void cuz you're not understanding anything anymore and can actually feel your brain deteriorating.

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Anybody else have no idea how their personality is perceived by others? Like am I nice? Am I mean? I have no idea.

aftg hc of the day: whenever neil has to leave for a game (before he and andrew are on the same pro team), andrew will sneak behind him and take shirts and toiletries and anything he can get his hands on out of neils bag. neil has his deodorant sticking out of a side pocket? nope, now it's on the kitchen counter. pants on the bed next to his bag? not anymore, they're on the top of the cat tower (sir appreciated that one, they were still warm out of the dryer). neil lowkey thinks he's going crazy until he sees andrew neatly rehanging his shirts in the exact order they were in before he folded every single one of them.

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