#this is so sweet you'll be ok i prommy

[voidselfshipp]

Howdy Jerico!!! *Dumps all these at your feet*

Prologue thoughts

Ngl I've always loved the thought of dating the concept of Death. Maybe it's the Mexican in me 😂

I love the premise here, with a grim reaper acting as a guardian- it's very good! When I read "you'll be joining the art division of Oceanshore Academy" I legit started making an s/i to be like, an observer to the story :3c

I loved the sunflower color scheme Jerico wears in the beginning!!!!!! I also like the name 'Mortem'- I personally have always been super fond of "Mortimer"!

Artists Corpse Society IS a metal name actually, Ashiqa is right???

Thank the stars the academy has genderless bathrooms 👏🏽😤

Helios is such a lovely nickname I'm very fond of it ✨☀️!

Chapter 1 thoughts

*It was a cloudy and foggy day, the light barely made it through the large windows of the dining hall, threatening rain and thunder. It added to the feeling of cozying up in bed and not leaving it under any circumstance.* <- I really liked this line!! It's very descriptive, well done!

JERICO BEING ALL "guess again my guy" WHEN THE NEWBIE SAID HE DOUBTED THERE WAS ANYONE DUMB ENOUGH TO POKE INTO THINGS THEY SHOULDN'T MADE ME LAUGH

Chapter 2 thoughts

Death: don't tell anyone

Jerico, lying through her teeth: ok i won't i prommy

Did you come up with those poems or did you find them online somewhere :o? They were really nice!

Chapter 3 thoughts

I think it's sweet that Mortem smiles when he hears Jerico laugh although poor kiddo getting attached IS scary :')

Chapter 4 thoughts

I must say it's!!!! so refreshing!!!!! to read something with a cast of characters that are racially and ethnically diverse!!!

The awkward flirting on Mortem's end is so endearing!!

Chapter 5 thoughts

Mortem frustratedly screaming into his pillow because he caught feelings is so so relatable 😂

Chapter 6

Good on Jerico for realizing her friends' desire to stay safe is valid!!!

Ofc Mortem drinks black coffee/LH it's fitting!

The whole brushing hands -> hooking pinkies -> holding hands was SO soft 😭

Chapter 7 thoughts

HAHAHA WHAT NOSE love u Connor

I liked the ending, that everyone is safe from that adventure in the basement 😭!

Epilogue thoughts

THAT POEM MORTEM WROTE FOR JERICO WAS SO LOVELY AHHHHHHHH

I'm so proud of you for writing this!!!

Moxie @tex-treasures

Oh my suns!!! This is so sweet!.

Thank you so much for the kind words, I put so much work into that series! Its been going on since april I think!.

The poems were all written by me :D. I had fun.

I am personally fond of the moment where Connor and Ophelia called Mortem "Rattle me bones".

Thank you so much my friend, hearing your Kind words made my day, and It makes me so happy seeing my hard work rewarded. Thank you moxxie youre the best!

#fic: the girl who saw death #💀🖤comfort for the grim reaper🖤💀 #tex tag #ask

[the-hot-zone]

haha i am sending this on anon so no one sees me admit this but. part of the reason your poem resonated with me so deeply is because recently i have found myself becoming more and more attached to my internet friends and sometimes they say things or do things that make me want nothing more than to be able to sit near them and just look at them, to hear their voice in person, to see their smile directed at me or even to reach out and touch them. and then im like...do they feel the same way about me? do they love me just as much as i love them? and i feel a little ridiculous because i dont truly know them, we only know each other in the limited way the internet provides us and for all i know, im barely a passing thought to them. so the line i define you by all the things you have not told me is very relevant to my current crisis about this. and also just that desire to know what the really think of me and know who they really are but not being able to ask those questions because of fear which is another thing you fit seamlessly into your poem. ANYWAYS sorry for this mess, i just wanted to tell you that ive been having a really hard time with this in my life lately, and you put what i was feeling into words so perfectly with your writing. so thank you <3

anon, i am grabbing you through the screen right now. listen to me because i am not afraid to admit this. firstly, this is not a mess. thank you for putting this in my inbox; i am a little in love with you for it. secondly, you’re welcome. thirdly:

there are no check boxes for love. by this i mean there is no set time you must know someone for. there is no set amount of intimate reveals. there are no set first-meeting places. and sure it does depend on how much someone wants to be known but like dude. we’re in a pandemic. there are irl friends i haven’t seen in over a year whom i still love very much, whom i talk to every day over text. there are also internet friends i’ve known for less than a year whom i text every day, whom i love very much. the love i have for them is the same kind of love, and it grows so much stronger every day.

so it’s okay. it’s okay. it’s not a bad thing to become more attached to your friends, especially your internet ones. and yes it’s very painful to not know if they feel the same way. i mean the lines “if you were here right now it would be insufferably awkward. and i would just want to look. and i would just want to touch. not in any sort of charged way” were specifically written for some of my internet friends because this poem is me hiding in plain sight. these are the things i am too scared to say directly. and yes by god it’s painful to become more attached when you don’t know if the other feels the same way. the title of the poem says it all: i am going to jump in front of a train. because the entire poem is i love you not i love you, too. 

so yes, i understand how ridiculous it can feel and how scary it can be, but--this is a trade. it’s not impossible for your friends to feel the same way, for them to also want to reach out and touch. perhaps they are feeling ridiculous too. you can’t possibly know that. keep being there for your friends dude. i think you are loved. you’re alright. 

someone said this in the tags of my poem, so let me say this to you: what a privilege it is to be loved by you. come talk to me off anon if you want, i mean it. be well.

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