Anxious_Introvert



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  1. Rec 7

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    “I’m going to throw up,” I groan, holding my head in my hands, elbows on my knees, eyes on the floor.

    “Because your gallery showing is in three days?” Jason asks, flipping a page in his book like the completely unhelpful supposed best friend he is.

    I look up just to glare at him. “Yes, because my gallery show is in three days, and I have to speak to people about my art, and in a moment of bravery I no longer have, I invited Will.”

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    16 Jul 2025

  2. Rec 9

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    “You’re not making me do anything,” Natalie rolls her eyes, “I’m your big sister,” she says like that’s enough reasoning. And he guesses it must be. Some unspoken rule within siblings to tear them a new one and declare you love them all at the same time. He relents because he knows he’d do the same. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow. But he’d do it.

    He’s her brother, after all.

     

    (or the berzatto siblings at different ages and how they see each other)

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    14 Jul 2025

  3. Rec 7

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    Just some soft jinx/Ekko

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    06 Jun 2025

  4. Rec 84

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    As always, there was Will Solace.

     

    Nico knows exactly how Will feels about him but is afraid of what it might mean, and also has absolutely no idea what to do about it.

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  5. Rec 31

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    Sometimes Will thinks he was destined to die at 4, in penance. He should have choked on his own disease, his own plague; he didn't, and the only thing that died in him was the sparking flame Prometheus gifted them all, blown to matted ember in the stalk of his chest.

    Instead his brothers watched his shame bubble out of his mouth, circle him in clouds of spores, and they lied for him. And then they were slaughtered, as were the punished firstborns, for the crime of their knowing existence: Will, marked, stood on their shrouds and ashes.

    He smells of guilt, he thinks. Of guilt and germ and rot. He hides it, in all the antiseptic he can bathe in, in all the ethanol he can consume. But his breath still stinks of it and his lying tongue burns. He is tall, removed from those around him; they cannot see the sores in his mouth or the inflammation of his throat from years and years of choking hands.

    But the tallest obelisks are swallowed by the length of their shadows. Nico gets closer, and closer. His hands are cool compresses on the hidden sores on Will's skin. It is relief, as he is never felt it.

    Will is afraid.
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    OR: Will is Apollo's marked harbinger. Not an easy role.

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    01 May 2025