hold fast, we must be brave (
tomakeanoffer) wrote2019-12-27 02:47 pm
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Okay, so let's do a thing.
Give me two members, one between 1 and 15 and another between 1 and 30. These correlate to prompts that I will write a tiny fic based around.
- It will probably be original unless struck deeply by a fandom urge.
- Tell me if you have any things you're not really in the right mood to read about right now.
- The first fifteen prompts are from the other prompt request post I made, so if you have something from there, you'll hopefully get a tiny fic to see you into the new year.
Give me two members, one between 1 and 15 and another between 1 and 30. These correlate to prompts that I will write a tiny fic based around.
- It will probably be original unless struck deeply by a fandom urge.
- Tell me if you have any things you're not really in the right mood to read about right now.
- The first fifteen prompts are from the other prompt request post I made, so if you have something from there, you'll hopefully get a tiny fic to see you into the new year.
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Love and Death meet at the edge of the lake, Death arriving first, and love coming in after.
"Hi," Love says, their bright eyes catching the moonlight and looking that much more magical for it.
Death smiles, pushing back their hair, so they can see Love a bit better. They cherished looking at their sibling at night, the way Love commanded anywhere they went, even out here in the darkness.
"I'm sorry," Death says, peering at their own hands. "I have to do something that--That you won't--"
"Shhh," Love says, putting their finger to Death's lips. "It's all right, you're doing what you have to do. You're still one of my favorites."
Later, when the world is falling, when Death is the only one left, at least for a while, they cherish the feeling of Love's fingers on their lips, the kindness they offered, even at the very end of things..
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