#fast writing

[endless-whump]

I’m having a hard time working on my WIP’s rn, so I’m gonna be trying to write some micro fiction/speed writing! Feel free to send in some prompts for any of my OC’s or some fandoms!  Need to get some creativity out

[ulqueleleh]

"Not all of us are talented at, well, whatever you were just mocking me for. I wasn't really listening"

James squinted, the rage building up inside him because of his bored tone and waving hand, his eyes looking as much as uninterested as his face.

"Excuse me?" he spitted incensed.

“You heard me” Lance said crossing his arms and smiling at him smugly, as if his reaction was the one he wanted from him, “Oh, are you angry?”

He stepped back, his fist tightening by his sides in an attempt to not punch that stupid smile out of his face.

He felt the eyes of all his MFE teammates over him, and every single little smile from the Voltron team at him. He felt ridiculous. Since when McClain went from a presumptuous bastard to a presumptuous asshole?

“You were the one who messed up the coordination” he attacked not even worrying in show some of his rage in his voice, “You are the reason we had to stop the training!”

Lance’s blue eyes rolled back, exasperated, and he looked down for a bit.

“I didn’t messed up anything, Griffin” he explained, “You’re just trying to make me look incompetent in your strategic formations”

James frowned. What?

“You’ve been an asshole since we started working together, and you only focus your comments and nagging to me” he pointed out, tilting his head while staring at him, “You don’t even know that it was Pidge who flew in the opposite direction just to see if you would scold her or scold me.”

James glanced at Holt, looking her smile at him openly.

“What?” he voiced out without thinking, and Lance’s smile went away, leaving an annoyed expression.

“What do you have against me, Griffin?”

He didn’t know. Or that’s what he thought. Because he briefly glanced over to Keith, standing apart from the discussion. He wans’t smiling, nor looking angry. He was staring at them surprised, just a brush of pink lighting up his cheeks.

Shit.

He didn’t answer to that, not even managing to wonder what was wrong. 

But everything clicked into place that evening, when he accidentally walked into Keith and Lance talking in the emptiness of the lockers, and actually dared to look just when they shared a kiss, Lance’s blue eyes finding him in the door and smiling at him smugly, hiding his face in Keith’s dark hair while he hugged his thinner body.

“I didn’t thought you were right...” he heard Keith mutter, a shy tone in his voice that he never thought he would hear, “Griffin... James is...”

“He’s jealous, baby” Lance interrupted hugging his waist without looking away from James in the doorway, “He’s jealous of me because I have you.”

Keith’s laugh sounded breathy, and he snuggled closer to Lance, still smiling at James.

“He can’t have you, and that angers him”.

He, indeed, was angry.

But also heartbroken.

[whyrsm]

H-17: Ternyata Tidak Cukup Penting

Kita akan mempersiapkan sesuatu hanya untuk apa yang menurut kita penting.

Kita menilai suatu hal penting, karena kita memiliki informasi tentang keuntungan dari hal tersebut, apapun bentuknya.

Contoh 1: Ujian Masuk Kampus Ternama

Otak kita merekam informasi bahwa, kuliah di kampus ternama membuat kita memiliki keuntungan yang besar: dapat guru yang keren, sistem pendidikan yang bagus, lingkungan yang kondusif, alumninya cenderung mudah mendapatkan pekerjaan, dll.

Otak kita lalu membayangkan, seandainya kita mendapatkan keuntungan tersebut. Semuanya indah tanpa cacat. Walaupun kebenarannya masih perlu dipertanyakan, dan belum tentu juga kita bisa kuliah di kampus tersebut.

2 bulan lagi adalah jadwal ujian masuk kampus ternama itu. 

Sebagai manusia normal, maka kita akan berusaha mati-matian, belajar habis-habisan untuk mempersiapkan ujian masuk. Dengan harapan, bisa lolos dan membuktikan apa yang selama ini sudah dibayangkan dalam benak.

Kita mempersiapkannya dengan baik dan antusias. Semuanya harus sempurna!

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Contoh 2: Berlibur ke Lombok

Otak kita merekam informasi, bahwa jalan-jalan ke Lombok itu asik banget. Pemandangan pantainya bagus. Cocok lah untuk hunting foto. Banyak lokasi keren yang bisa dipakai untuk menghabiskan waktu bersama orang-orang terdekat. 

Sebagai manusia normal, maka kita akan menabung, mencari waktu yang tepat untuk berlibur kesana, melihat dengan teliti dimana letak tanggal merah, ada tanggal yang kejepit atau enggak, cuti tanggal berapa ya biar bisa dapat berlibur yang lama? Cari-cari tiket pesawat paling murah, cari-cari hotel paling terjangkau tapi tetap nyaman, dan sebagainya.

Kita mempersiapkannya dengan baik dan antusias. Semuanya harus sempurna!

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Contoh 3: Ramadhan

Otak kita merekam informasi bahwa Ramadhan sebentar lagi. Ramadhan adalah bulan penuh berkah. Bulan penuh ampunan. Ketika kita mengerjakan kebaikan di bulan ini, maka Allah akan melipat gandakannya menjadi super banyak kali lipat. Yang paling canggih, di dalamnya ada sebuah malam, yang ekivalen dengan 1000 bulan. Malam paling hits dari masa lampau, kini hingga kiamat nanti. Malam Laylatur Qadr namanya.

Banyak sekali informasi yang sudah kita tahu tentang keutamaan bulan Ramadhan. Kita juga sudah sangat paham apa saja benefit yang akan kita dapatkan jika kita bisa berjumpa dengan bulan itu.

Sebagai manusia normal, ..........

Kita mempersiapkannya dengan........

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Ah, ternyata sudah H-17 Ramadhan, kita belum mempersiapkannya yang optimal, untuk memastikan “Semuanya harus sempurna”.

Jangan-jangan benar, bahwa Ramadhan tidak begitu penting untuk kita. Sehingga sampai hari ini, kita masih melalui hari dengan biasa-biasa saja. Tidak ada bedanya dengan hari-hari lain.

Mungkin benar, bahwa Ramadhan tidak cukup membuat otak kita tertarik. Sehingga, tidak ada persiapan-persiapan berarti untuk menyambutnya.

Ramadhan tidak cukup membuat diri kita bersemangat, layaknya pergi berlibur, mempersiapkan beasiswa, mempersiapkan ujian masuk kampus ternama.

H-17, kita belum menabung yang cukup untuk memberikan infaq terbaik, seperti layaknya kita menabung untuk membeli Tiket berlibur.

H-17, kita belum berlatih yang cukup: kuantitas dan kualitas tilawah kita masih sedikit, shaum sunnah-nya masih jarang, olahraga masih jarang-jarang, hafalan kita masih begini-begini saja, ilmu kita tentang ramadhan tidak beda dengan ramadhan tahun lalu, berbeda ketika kita berlatih mengerjakan soal-soal untuk mempersiapkan ujian masuk kampus. 

*istighfar*

Ramadhan adalah bulan yang super penting. Hanya saja, mungkin ada yang salah dengan diri dan hati kita.

H-17, masih ada waktu. Bergegas, bergerak, berlatih.

Ramadhan sebentar lagi. InsyaAllah bertemu.

Wallahua’lam.

[underneathkato]

Darling, she is art. She hangs up under that spotlight on the wall of the museum. A few visitors passing by without a glance, others studying her layers of all the coats of paint on top of each other. You are one of them. Mesmerised by your first glance of the light gentle strokes, and the bright complexion. You just see the painting as the form it comes, however the longer you look, the deeper you seek. You notice the cracks in the strokes of dried paint, with the undercoat seeking through. You notice that the story is deeper than the combination of the few colors and forms together. Your head starts to spin, your head starts to hurt, you notice the time you've wasted and give up to understand the mystery of art. You leave, without another glance. Darling, she is art.

Art is not a waste of time, it’s a way to understand something so much deeper, complex. And if you do, you do it with passion and purity. She is art, yet you never like arts class. K.E.

[restlessmuseum]

there is a vestibule to everything foyer leading into a larger

the most anterior can't start until it is enclosed by cartilages of landscape

meanings upon your relay poetry hold you back, then gradually involve inside

yet we speak of other things the animal kingdom and animals windows, weeping willows economics & management, human resources

complete dentures

what is foundation? to never get behind

[restlessmuseum]

plenty of later-no-now the self under attack

waves swept across the plain shower during the survival (second-hand Derrida or Bear Grylls? – the same...)  

strange matter in the eye socket (light, bone, wall) mostly like an alleged what

there were runners all about and burnt-out overground canyon rims and throats

to sublimate or escape as vapor

worse still, the rumble of mine now kept in mind, and maybe later

[restlessmuseum]

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[restlessmuseum]

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