notes on the fridge

[madscenes]

NOTES ON THE FRIDGE
You're sharing a space: a home, an office, a Batcave, whatever. But you're busy and your schedules don't quite match up -- but you have plenty of note paper! Time to leave a note (or two)!

instructions:
- comment with your character name & canon in the subject line + if you just want one-on-one interactions (1:1) or you're open to anything (ota)
- in your top level leave a starter note - a shopping list, a reminder, just a comment, whatever you'd like
- others reply to this note!
- you can "edit" notes by copy/pasting them and striking out words, adding doodles, writing over/under, or just add another note!
- if the commenter is ota, jump in on other people's threads! maybe you're all sharing the space as a group or team! please don't jump into threads if they're marked 1:1!
- do you sign the note or leave it anonymous? do you recognise the handwriting?
- have fun!

Comments

[quietroom]

[ Normally, he tucks the post-it note into a folder or somewhere special, or leaves it up until he can return to write his own. That morning, when he sees the note, he tucks it into his shirt pocket, just above his heart, hidden beneath his jacket.

He writes his newest note later, once again selecting just a few lines from the poem to write out. ]

[...]again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lie down again and again
among the flowers, face to face with the sky.

[singlelogbridge]

[This one takes Wei Wuxian less time, having built up an arsenal of songs found to be unfitting for previous responses, he picks out one that he'd been eyeing earlier and seems to fit just right now.

The other post-its get lovingly placed into their scrapbook and he notes with some amusement that it won't be long until they've filled the book.]

We belong to the stars
Two eternal hearts
We belong to each other's arms

With heaven so close
Every light illuminates
But I will stay, I will stay

Falling closer to the sky
Write your name right next to mine
And we'll sleep with the satellites

[quietroom]

[ He draws a dozen stars on a post-it note, writing the calligraphy for their birth names beneath two of the stars that appear to be close together.

It is utterly whimsical and completely ridiculous. But his next selection is sweet, highlighting a point he loves about Wei Wuxian. ]

Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you

[singlelogbridge]

[The post-it note full of stars gets its own page in their book, right in the center. Later, Wei Wuxian will find stickers or perhaps a star dotted background sheet to complete the look. For now, he slides it behind the film of the scrapbook, takes a picture, and sets it as his new phone background.

He looks for something with laughter but stalls his search in favor of something else instead. It feels appropriate.]

Time stands still
Beauty in all he is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to this

I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

[quietroom]

[ He's the one to break, standing there staring at the post-it note for longer than necessary. He puts it in the scrapbook. His response is straightforward and direct, with no embellishment or poetic words. Just this: ]

I love you.

[singlelogbridge]

[For this, Wei Wuxian does not leave a note of his own. Instead, he goes to find his husband straight away, answering in action in ways that words can't match.

Later, much later, he will not place the last note in their new scrapbook. Instead, he'll let it remain on the fridge for weeks until the post-it's adhesion has all but faded, the note barely still dangling. Only then will he remove it and add it to the rest.]