OrangeArmadillo

@rae

Marcel

Marcel’s voice was so quiet, it could have belonged on a tape. “Maybe you should try… thinking about something else?”

Before Chase could retort, the young Guardian raised his hands defensively. “Look. Watch.”

He honestly couldn’t remember the last time he had talked so much about himself, or someone else. His face was flushed from…[Read more]

@mineralizedwritings

Aw, that’s so cute!! XD

I love how you give it a hanger ending, and implied stuff like that in their world is normal XD

And I was concerned Oliver was actually drowned, so… *phew* No, he’s fine and everybody’s fine.

@mineralizedwritings

Okay! XD I’ll have to finish it first. And yeah, it was luck for me too, I clicked on your topics page on accident and saw this.

Hey, I know this was a long time ago, but I actually started a short story for the same picture prompt! If you want, and since nothing is posted on the official website so far, we could compare them for fun.

@rae

Marcel

Chase trembled slightly, eyes blood red.

Marcel didn’t even blink. He fingered a bead bracelet on his arm, thoughtful. “You think about that… a lot.”

It was a statement, not a question.

@loopylin

Babs

Babs swallowed the last of her burger, and brushed the crumbs off her skirt. “…Thanks. Um, I’ll join PE with you. If I don’t fin…[Read more]

@calyhuge

I posted it FIRST 😝

@rae

Marcel

“I wouldn’t say that.” Marcel stopped smiling.

*Ahem* I’m here

@rae

Marcel

“No parents,” Marc said quietly. A lopsided smile. “One of the angelic trademarks.”

@rae

Lol 🤪 You’re lucky, I almost never dream about any of my own characters.

Marcel

“I won’t.” This world, whatever it consisted of, was safe. Marcel was sure of that, but if Chase was afraid, it wasn’t right to dismiss his fear. “I get attacked by demons occasionally. So I get it.”

*Subscribes*

@rae

Also, remembering your dream about Marcel – it’s so weird… multiple people have dreamt about him 🤣 And I never do. Annoyingly. 😝

Marcel

“Nice.” Marcel beamed. He held the empty soda bottle over his own eye, painting it instantly with turquoise and pink. “Maybe you could magnify it. Like a projector.”

Here is a new poem, before I reVeAL *swishy cape* la Marcel poem…

So this one, um, I wrote it while I was asleep.

Telling the absolute truth here, I was sound asleep, and I dreamed I was in an online poetry competition, furiously counting out the syllables in the last line before submitting it. I didn’t submit in time 😞

But here it is, as wel…[Read more]

ACK, I completely forgot about this!!

@lydibug @loopylin @euodia-vision @esther-c You girls are so sweet – I love your comments and I appreciate them a lot 🥰 *hugs*

@beth-torres

I really would meet up with your charries (those two are so fun together!!) but I’m writing three POVs right now and I don’t want to fill up all the social circles, if that makes any sense 😅

@loopylin

🤣 I’m dying that was great

🤣😎 I don’t usually say this bc everyone says it lolz, but Seb controls his POV more than any other charrie…[Read more]

@acancello

That’s really funny! Good job on 2000 words though XD

@rae

Nice! Is this a new draft? It feels different from the version I’ve already read.

It is so fun juggling these POVs 🤣🤣 I need to update my other charries, but I have a feeling they’ll throw me off.

@rae

Marcel

Marcel glanced up. “Huh.”

“What?”

“No one here has asked me before.” Somehow it struck him as both funny and obvious. He paused, unsure of how to start, then held up a hand for Chase to wait.

Chase watched with…[Read more]

@rae

Marcel

For some reason, Marcel felt a little hurt.

Yes, Chase was a sunless introvert. He didn’t mean anything by it – but then, had he really found anything valuable in their little conversation?

…Not that it was actually valuable.

Probably wasn’t.

So Marcel did the only thing he knew how. He shrugged and stared out the window. His f…[Read more]

@rae

Marcel

“I know one of them. The tiny blond one, on the inside.” Marcel lifted his chin, trying to get a better look. “He… wow.”

Sebastian didn’t look too happy. Without the kooky enthusiasm he had shown at the cafeteria yesterday, he hunched over his ice cream with soulless, shifting eyes.

“What – What about the others?” Chase asked.

“…[Read more]

@rae

I’m sorry, it was supposed to be Marcel not Sip, i just was… idk. I have no idea what I was doing (obviously).

I knew what you meant XD

Marcel

“My friends say it’s weird. I look like a giant cricket…”

Chase was only half listening; he also watched the group of boys nearby.

Marcel stifled what he had been about to say. “Do you want to…[Read more]