The 3am Text Confessions Meme

[pantheraliam]

There’s Something I Need You to Know
Please don’t cancel me

Everyone has their secrets. Some are bigger than others, but it may be any number of things that are weighing down on your conscience. One night, whether it induced by lack of sleep, alcohol consumption, or some supernatural force, you decide to come out with it once and for all. It’s time to confess.

Directions:
1. Post a TL with your character name and canon in the subject line. You can either leave your TL blank for others to come confess, or you can put a confession in your top level. Your character’s confession can be anything from “I killed someone” to “I’m in love with my best friend” to “I’ve never eaten chocolate and vanilla swirl ice cream”. Any and all confessions are welcome - in fact, feel free to put a few different ones in your TL if you want people to pick and choose!
2. Respond to other people’s TLs with either your character’s own confession, or with a response to their’s.
3. Be respectful, follow basic dwrp meme rules, etc.!

Open to all fandom characters, OCs, AUs, CRAUs, etc.. Tagging around is highly encouraged!

Comments

Barrington Whelk | The Raven Cycle | OTA

[cadereagratia]

1 - lightest option
I hate my job and every single one of my students.

2 - slightly heavier option
I hear voices. I see things. It keeps me up at night.

3 - heaviest option
I betrayed the only person I’ve ever truly cared about.

4 - text him

2

[the_phobophage]

everybody's got weird shit

Everybody I know anyway

[cadereagratia]

That doesn’t make it any less unpleasant. I feel like I’m losing my mind.

[the_phobophage]

I'm not saying it does, I'm just saying

So let it go.

[cadereagratia]

Let what go? My mind?

What does that even mean?

[the_phobophage]

Just...be. if your mind wants to get lost, let it. It'll come back.

[cadereagratia]

I can’t do that.

[the_phobophage]

sure you can. Relax. Take a breath

[cadereagratia]

I don’t want to, Martin.

[Bad shit happens when he “lets loose”.]

3

[versigny]

What made you do it?

o/

[cadereagratia]

[Well, that answer is simple enough.]

Greed.

Stupidity.

o/!!

[versigny]

Did they ever find out?

[cadereagratia]

Did who ever find out?

[Czerny’s family? The police? Only God, as far as Whelk knows. Hopefully it stays that way.]

[versigny]

The person you betrayed.

[cadereagratia]

[Ah.]

Yes.

He did.

[versigny]

How did he react?

[cadereagratia]

[“He died,” Whelk feels like saying. Because he’s drunk, and he’s already given away more than he ever intended to, and most of all, because it is quite difficult to hold in a secret of this nature for as long as he has. There’s not a single soul in the world other than he who knows what really happened to Noah Czerny. That shouldn’t change now. He should end the conversation, say it’s none of her business despite him initiating it, and try to go to bed.

[But he doesn’t. As all-too-familiar whispers fill his ears and his pulse quickens, as the edges of his consciousness become fuzzy and far away, as images of Czerny’s legs pedaling in the grass beside the red Mustang fill his mind, he continues typing. The phone in his hand feels like the only anchor he has to the present.]

He was shocked. Frightened.

Sad, I think. I’m not sure.

[Pathetic, he tries to think. He tries, and tries, and tries, but instead the word transforms into deceived over and over and over again.]

1.

[lightning_fists]

did you have a bad day, again?

[cadereagratia]

Use context clues to find your answer.

[lightning_fists]

[ The fact that he sounds a bit snippy is answer enough. And that he might take it out on her if she's not careful. ]

i could. but id rather you tell me than assume.

[cadereagratia]

[Honestly, when doesn’t he sound a bit snippy?]

I think my first message should speak pretty clearly for itself.

Yes, I had a bad day. Again. And I’m going to have a bad day tomorrow, and the day after that. And then I’m going to spend the weekend thinking about what a bad day I’ll have on Monday.

Need I go on?

[lightning_fists]

if itll get it out of your system, sure.

[cadereagratia]

It won’t.

[But it is. Sort of. So he continues even so.]

You know, I’m actually very good at my job. I yield high results. My students do well, and when they don’t, I make sure that changes.

I know my topic, I’m thorough, I construct meaningful quizzes and assignments that adequately reflect where we are in the curriculum.

And I hate it. I hate every minute of it. I wake up in the mornings and think I’d rather be dead than go back to that goddamn school. And it doesn’t matter, because I have to, so I do, and then the cycle starts over.

It’s absolute fucking hell.

[lightning_fists]

[ Listening and supporting are kinda the two things she does best. Most of the time she knows what she's doing. ]

why stay if you don't like it?

[cadereagratia]

That’s a stupid question.