#GOD IBBY IM SO SAD....

[waybrights]

OH BESTIE FOR PROMPTS!!! How about some platonic “I love you more than all the stars in the sky” becuz i can’t write rn but I really love this :)))

yknow, I debated this a Lot more than I thought I would for such a simple prompt, but here is the final accumulation of my thoughts on the topic of Stars! (also quick tw for mentions of blood and death, since this is part of my ghost hunters au!)

the night sky had always looked the same to sasha, every night she would stare up into the ever expanding universe and wonder what it was that marcy had been able to see. "see, sash! he's right there!" she would giggle, waving her arms around a certain point, connecting stars like dots, but sasha had never seen it.

maybe that's what happens when your dead. you stop seeing things properly.

"y'know what? i don't think i'm cut out for stargazing," sasha has replied one night. it hadn't been long since they'd died, maybe a few days since she'd woken up in that forest, surrounded by a numbing coldness and the stench of blood seeping into every avaliable crevice.

marcy and her had left anne a few hours before. she didn't know they were dead, they didn't want her to know, so they'd said they were going home, but circled back to the park.

"don't be silly, anyone can stargaze," marcy had said gently, turning to look at sasha with that soft smile that would probably send her heart racing had she been alive.

"what? even ghosts?" she asked with a roll of her eyes.

"well, we can see, right?"

"yeah, yeah I guess we can," sasha nodded, tilting her had back to look at the sky again.

"there you go! that's really all you need," marcy sighed happily, taking sasha's cold hand in her own. swinging their arms in-between them as they stood under the night sky.

"when i was alive, i had been saving up for a telescope," marcy said after a while, her voice carrying a sadness sasha hated.

"really?" sasha asked, pulling her eyes away from one of the stars to look at marcy.

with a nod, marcy faced sasha, her eyes welling with silver tears, though they would never fall, ghosts can't cry. "yeah. i'd asked my parents for one last year, but they forgot my birthday, so anne and i decided to start saving up for one." there was a wistful smile on her face as she spoke, one that made sasha's non-existent heart twist.

"i'm sorry, marmar," sasha whispered, unsure of what else to say.

"it's alright, not your fault i died," she chuckled, wiping her eyes with her free hand.

"still, you deserved to see the stars up close."

"maybe, but then i wouldn't have met you," marcy mumbled after a few minutes. "and i'm so glad i met you, sash."

"we're dead, marce," sasha replied, her voice cracking.

"i know, and its the worst, but at least we're together, right?" when sasha looked over, marcy's pale eyes were wide and the smile on her face wobbled, but she was trying. "god, to think i met one of my best friends after i died," she cried, taking in a sharp breath to stop the sob in the back of her throat.

"well, at least you had anne" sasha swallowed the lump rising in her chest. marcy tilted her head to the side in confusion, and sasha let out a weak laugh. "i think you were my first friend, like proper friend." and god, how pathetic did that sound, sasha waybright, once the most popular girl in school, admitting that marcy was her first friend. though, it wasn't like there was anyone else to hear it, so with that knowledge, she didn't mind saying it out loud. "so, i only met my best friends after i died," she ended with a choked laugh, turning to face marcy fully and grabbing her other hand.

"its weird how the universe works, huh?" marcy giggled, her eyes shooting up to the sky. "there are so many stars out tonight, sash."

"you know i love you, marcy," sasha had said gently, not looking away from marcy's face. "more than all the stars in the sky."