Cappuccino

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Cappuccino

Fleetfoot used to love Cappuccinos.

She also used to enjoy living.

Now it's up to Soarin to carry on the memory.

A gift for my dear friend, Regidar, hope you enjoyed friendo.

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Bruno

Bruno #1 · Aug 10th, 2021 · 2 · ·

Not the type of thing I usually read, what with the tags, but it’s very well written.

FanOfMostEverything

FanOfMostEverything #2 · Aug 10th, 2021 · 5 · ·

Quietly devastating and deeply touching tale of loss and recovery. Brilliant blend of vulgarity and sincerity. Thank you for it, and for returning.

Olden Bronie

Olden Bronie #3 · Aug 11th, 2021 · 3 · ·

This story really hit me hard. Yesterday was seven months that my little sister and dearest friend Rarity EQM passed away suddenly from a heart attack. To say it devastated me doesn’t even reach the depth of the hurt and loneliness I’ve felt.
Like Soarin, it’s taken a while for me to talk about it and come to terms with her missing from my life. But like Fleetfoot, she will always be with me, and she would want me to carry on. And she got me to try tea, which along with thoughts of her, always keeps me warm.

Thank you for a beautiful, thoughtful and moving story. It really is great.

garatheauthor

garatheauthor #4 · Aug 11th, 2021 · 2 · ·

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i'm really glad it could help you reflect like that, it's been really nice hearing about all these peeps finding some catharsis in this story.

i remember hearing the news a few months ago and i'm really sorry for your loss.

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It's nice to be back.

Olden Bronie

Olden Bronie #5 · Aug 11th, 2021 · · ·

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Thank you.

Scampy

Scampy #6 · Aug 25th, 2021 · 1 · ·

One was simple; black, no cream, no milk, no frills. This one was utilitarian, his drink of choice.
The other was a little more delicate, filled with foam and done up like a piece of art. This other one, a cappuccino, was not meant for him but somepony else.

I know it's simple writing stuff, but I always love it when little details like this so perfectly inform the characters. Like even I, having no idea who Fleetfoot is cuz I have a bad memory and/or never watched the last few seasons of MLP, know all there is to know about her compared to Soarin just by the kind of coffee she liked. Good start \o/

“I’m mad at you,” he began, letting out a cruel snort. “You know that right?

This... this one gets at me. Anger is a feeling I never know what to do with--it always feels so useless and miserable and I just want to drop it and move on, but guilt? Guilt is even worse. Guilt is like an anger I can't let go, no matter what. Both these feelings are things I'm familiar with and struggle with, so opening the story with Soarin feeling guilty about being angry is just such a smack in my stupid scampy face.

I'm admittedly very privileged in that I've never really lost anyone close to me before. I've heard a lot of stories from people about being mad at the ones they've lost for being gone though, and it sounds like the most awful kind of pain.

These burned a little, but he hardly cared because they gave him something else to be hurt about.

~~We in the business call this a "heat yeet."~~

“But one day you’ll have to let me make you a cappuccino? Deal?”

Ow, my heart :c

Fleetfoot giggled. “Is that your fetish.”
“You’re my fetish,” Soarin rebutted.

Damn that's actually smooth as hell.

I'm really liking the cadence of this story. The paragraphs--lines, really--are short and sharp and never have enough time to get settled and breathe before they're cut off to lead into the next one. I always love stories that use narrative structure to convey a tone just as much as any prose or dialogue, it's good stuff 🙏

Fleetfoot laid in a heap. Her expression was contorted into two juxtapositions. One was a panicked expression of utter fear that dominated one half of her face, the other was a slack numbness that took up the other.
A stroke.

Well fuck. I thought she was gonna slip in the shower. That it's not just a freak accident makes it both more and less painful, idk.

This got me curious and I found this study about a young athlete who suffered a stroke as a result of minor head trauma, which had a latent period of a few days due to causing a minor lesion in an artery that expanded over time and suddenly caused a stroke. I wonder how common this kind of thing is, and if that's what you were basing this story on? It's something I'd never heard of until now.

“It’s just…” Soarin drew in a breath. “It’s hard.”

I love that this story doesn't end with a long soliloquy about loss and grief or whatever. You definitely have a handle on not needing big words to create big feelings.

I'm really, really glad I read this. I love stories about layered, complex emotions and damn did this one deliver in spades. There's so much more than just grief going on here, and more importantly, we get to see tangible progress. Soarin isn't okay, and he might not be okay for a long time. And, that's okay too. He's moving in the right direction, and that's what matters. Excellent work, thank you for sharing this story 🙏🙏🙏🙏

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