#pastel rainbowcy

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Crystal asking valentine if he and plum want to move in with her.

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outfit idea!! wearing this to school on monday >:3 if you like this outfit follow me! I'll have more outfits posted soon

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So, I been playing a mix of the Not-So-Berry and the Pastel Rainbowcy challenges, and decided to start over when I realized that there were ‘Berry-fied’ Saves! Anyways, here’s my founder, Mint Tea Leafe, and her humble abode in the trailers of Starburst Shores :)

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1.1 Of Frosting and Fantasies (SDL)

Curses. Madeleine Behr-Munch arrived home at 6:43p.m. on a Monday night in mid-spring. Her heel promptly sunk into the sagging wooden steps, a telltale sign of its age.  Her parents warned her against moving halfway around the world purchasing a fixer-upper home. As she maneuvered her foot out of the stairs, she began to regret ignoring their advice. She didn’t know a soul, save her nosy, but well-intentioned neighbor and this evening’s truly disastrous date. All the more reason to impatiently hustle up onto her porch. It was bad enough that she dipped out before dessert, her favorite course. No need to add to her humiliation by reliving the shameful details over the fence separating her property from the next.

Her less-than-charming dinner companion offered to drive her back while picking some spinach salad from between his slightly uneven teeth. As if she would entertain the man any longer. He had bad conversational skills, even worse manners, and he admitted during the main course that he was trapped in a loveless, sexless marriage. He was like a parched person in the desert looking at a watering hole in the distance. And Madeleine would not be this man’s cool reprieve. She squirmed in her seat, muttered a half-hearted excuse, and walked to the corner to catch the southbound trolley. The whole ride, she  lamented her luck, or lack thereof, and wondered why she didn’t dump her glass of ice water in his lap. She deserved better than becoming “the other woman.”

>>>> My first chapter of my pastel rainbowcy challenge, Sweet Dreams Legacy, is out. The challenge itself is a WIP. Read more here.

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Hibiscus: I don't understand. Who..?

Jasmine: Hello Hibiscus. I am so happy to finally meet you properly.

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Primrose: For what it's worth, I tried to protect you from all of this for as long as I could... I'm sorry it wasn't enough.

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Primrose: I'm going to give you two some time. Come find me at the house tomorrow morning and we'll talk. I'm sure you'll have... questions.

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Hibiscus: Mom? What's going on? What is this place?

Primrose: ...

Jasmine: Ah you're up! I'm terribly sorry for the rough landing. Walking through dreams can be rather disorienting, especially when one does so involuntarily. I believe you have been here once before, though you startled yourself awake before I could introduce myself.

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Primrose: Just don't make me regret it.

Hibiscus: *mumbling* What the fuck...

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Jasmine: But-

Primrose: I mean it. If he ever has to, he'll hear it from me. You're here to help him manage his ability and curb the nightmares; that's it.

Jasmine: ...Very well, I understand. Thank you for trusting me with this.

*Hibiscus groans*

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Primrose: Ever since that night...

Jasmine: *softly* The arcana unfold... Could it be..?

Primrose: How would that even be possible? If he was supposed to be with her, to have-

Jasmine: If they were, she would be alive today. The prophecy would have extended to her- it should have. For Andromeda to disrupt fate like that, it would surely mean her own death. Unless...

Primrose: Unless what?

Jasmine: I... I have nothing but suspicions at the moment.

Primrose: And what would that mean for.. all of this?

Jasmine: Prophecy is unpredictable; cosmically rigid yet malleable. When a path forwards becomes unviable, it forages many potential new ones. Attempts to thwart it can often be what bring it to its conclusion, if it even comes to pass at all. But the coincidence is hard to ignore; your son's dreams, her death, my daughter's sudden disinterest with this family... I fear she has done something both impossible and cruel.

Primrose: If we're right, he can't know. It would destroy him. I want him to get better, not worse, do you understand? None of this matters as much as my son's safety and happiness.

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Topaz: And... It meant a lot to me, too.

Hibiscus: I'm glad you decided to respond to my message. I... I missed being your friend.

Topaz: Same here.