“So, you weren’t going to say anything?” I hiss. “About there being sword-wielding cupcakes?”
Like a molten snake uncoiling itself from a tight knot, the thing slithered out from its resting place.
Again the silence. I force myself to… breathe…but it feels like I’m just drinking the tears running down my face - little rivers of quiet fire burning like melted suns in the lamplight.
https://tapas.io/episode/3125229
"But the man argued that the people needed their witness. Not a mere bystander or observer, no. They need a witness who heard and lived the people’s stories firsthand, a witness who knows where to look because they’ve seen for themselves how horrible and miraculous things get."
me to mc: i need my witness too!
give it a read:
What's up, chicken butt? XD
Addai choked on his breakfast, his face flushed while Mine patted his back and fanned his face in desperation as his jelly-minded speech more nonsense like, "I can wear women's clothing! I'm good with makeup and disguises!"
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It must be 10:00 P.M. but that means little to my body. I lay awake staring at the darkness hovering over me like a compassionate ghost, watching me sleep.
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"... Because legends don't lie." He finally answered.
“No kissy kiss, remember?” Mine chuckled. “What? Aren’t we friends? Friends don’t kiss,” he carelessly said, wandering away from Addai.
(this line made my day while I was writing it 🤭🤭)
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And it’s not the first time I’m glad the house is empty! Glad everyone who cares about me is millions of miles away! That I have no one close enough to hold me after the nightmares and I’m completely and entirely alone! So I can scream like a demoniac until the howling on the inside of my head calms to that mellow, roaring melancholy I’m so used to that it’s almost comforting - almost mothering - and I can lay down on the bare mattress, weeping like a raving maniac with anger and agony-!
“Hm… loving someone is risky…” the gentleman gave Mine a napkin, “… but isn’t he worth it?”
He offers just the meekest smile, more like a twitch of his lips, or a nervous tick, than a smile at all. It’s all just a force of habit. Smile. Even if nothing in him could possibly be amused by anything.
Even his panic is pristine.
--He followed his instincts, admiring his surroundings despite the fact that they were dull and repetitive. Even a cave was something to be admired when he had spent his whole life locked away in prisons.
And the freedom of running where he wanted when he wanted made him so buoyant that he thought he had escaped gravity itself and was flying away. --
As a member of Gen z with millennial siblings, I diss millennials and gen x quite a bit but this exchange from my most recent chapter is one of my favorites
"His eyebrows bounced just like mine had earlier, and we both giggled uncontrollably, leaning in together like it was a secret."Chapter 20 of "Every Day is Beautiful With You". The main couple, Yuki and Tatara, are sitting at a restaurant table outside and hot guy watching when they discover that they also have a very hot waiter.
His lips pressed together in a thin line of self-anger as his other boot sank into the mud.
I gingerly scratch a bead of fever dew from my lashline studying the pale face on my cracked screen - a jagged line of glass dribbling toward the plain gray case like a trail of tears.
Antioch, with his graceful and fluid movements, danced through the chaos, his dagger leaving a blood trail behind.
or start from the beginning.
