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[motherloving]

WHAT in person for maximum wish power
WHERE by the lake or anywhere
WHEN night of day 140
NOTES it's a tanabata post!

[ Bamboo trees line the shore of the lake tonight, trailing papers from their branches. Each one is inscribed with a wish mysteriously left by...someone. Some of them are generic, like "world peace," and others are kind of weird and random, like, "fishes with candy scales."

But if you touch one, the text on it might turn into one of your wishes. Maybe it's something innocuous, but maybe it's one of your deepest secrets.

Well, maybe you don't go to the lake tonight. In any case, the stars are luminously bright overhead, and looking at them instills you with a strange sense of nostalgia... ]

Comments

[ribblerouser]

It's an annual Nipponese tradition. I believe people write their wishes down and tie them to branches as one way to celebrate.

[divasterous]

Oh . . . so that's what those are.

[ribblerouser]

If I'm right, anyway. I wasn't ever there on the right day.

[divasterous]

Wishes, huh. I don't know if I want to think about that.

[ribblerouser]

Can't be because you don't have any.

[divasterous]

No, I'm not lacking.

[ribblerouser]

Too much risk of disappointment?

[divasterous]

I just . . . I don't know what to hope for.

[ribblerouser]

No grand impossible plot-twists of dreams?

[divasterous]

[he laughs shakily]

Oh, um, I have those, but that's terrifying. Like I'd make a wish like that and then everything would go terribly wrong.

[ribblerouser]

That's the anxiety, huh.

[divasterous]

Anxiety? I don't know what you're talking about. I've never been anxious in my life.

[ribblerouser]

[kisses his nose]

You don't have to make a wish if you don't want to.

Conversely, it might be helpful to make a wish and see it not all go terrible.

[divasterous]

Mm. I just don't know . . . ah, sorry, I'm being silly!

[ribblerouser]

Sorry, did you just call your feelings silly? Because I'm going to disagree.

[divasterous]

I said I'm being silly.

[ribblerouser]

I want to hear what you have to say, beloved.

[divasterous]

[oof. he rocks back a little physically, going pink, then casting Mikk a flustered and slightly betrayed look]

. . .

I—. . . haaaaaaaah . . .

[ribblerouser]

Your thoughts and feelings matter to me, and your anxiety is a real thing you deal with.

[divasterous]

. . . I know. Let's—go sit by the water?

[ribblerouser]

I'd love to.

[slides an arm around him]

[divasterous]

[. . . leans his head on Mikk's shoulder as they walk]

[ribblerouser]

[leans his cheek against Vasily's head, his eyes lightening, happy]

[divasterous]

[sighs]

You cheated.

[ribblerouser]

I just needed to cut to the heart of the truth.