welcome sleepies, to our very first meme saturday! every month a little mod-hosted meme will go up for us to play around with admist the chaos, and this theme was chosen by popular demand! we've all heard about texts from last night, but have you heard of......
MURMURS FROM LAST NIGHT
strange things happen in the night. maybe you drink, or dream, or get high as a kite, and it's hard to hide it! especially when we're all collectively connected in a way! the rules are quite simple! you may even know them by now.
π post a top level for your character and include a few text starters, like the ones provided.
π interact.
π thrive.
π if you wish for your threads to be game canon, the sky is the limit (just make sure your thread partner is okay with it!).
π We might have some special guests later.
[ she, in the interim of his silence and consideration, is having her own series of realizations.
the very first of which is:
would she ever have said such a thing even to Ed?
though she'd not wanted it to be, though he'd risked his safety and even life for her without expectation of recompense, though she'd made her romantic interest in him awkwardly clearβ
βwould she ever have really admitted she liked him just for him? without keeping up some cutesy veneer of appreciating his utility to her?
the second realization is:
was that a confession?????
he's not ... reacting like it is, so maybe if she just curls around her own racing pulse and pretend saying all that isn't affecting her in any way whatsoever they can get through this without catastrophe!
the weird swooping feeling in her gut tells her she's probably in a lot of trouble anyway. ]
[ By which he means he is going to try not to go spiraling down into the darkness of his own shitty mental health and necessitate her to yank him back up to the surface again.
Although he...did like hearing it. Would like to hear it again.
Maybe without the preceding moments of self-loathing, next time. ]
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That...means a lot to me, Lortel.
[ Despite what an absolute dumbass he is at reacting to it. ]
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the very first of which is:
would she ever have said such a thing even to Ed?
though she'd not wanted it to be, though he'd risked his safety and even life for her without expectation of recompense, though she'd made her romantic interest in him awkwardly clearβ
βwould she ever have really admitted she liked him just for him? without keeping up some cutesy veneer of appreciating his utility to her?
the second realization is:
was that a confession?????
he's not ... reacting like it is, so maybe if she just curls around her own racing pulse and pretend saying all that isn't affecting her in any way whatsoever they can get through this without catastrophe!
the weird swooping feeling in her gut tells her she's probably in a lot of trouble anyway. ]
... good. I wasn't going to say it twice.
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[ By which he means he is going to try not to go spiraling down into the darkness of his own shitty mental health and necessitate her to yank him back up to the surface again.
Although he...did like hearing it. Would like to hear it again.
Maybe without the preceding moments of self-loathing, next time. ]
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[ pardon her, she's gonna... go... blush her face off in peace. (can he feel through the Murmur how flustered she is??
god no absolutely not BYE) ]