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The Fontaine update is making my brain go burrrr.
Can you imagine a fic (Lyney x reader or any of the siblings, really) based off ‘Tightrope’ from The Greatest Showman?
The potential angst, the fluff? My heart can’t take it!
#wild flower writing#genshin impact#Genshin Impact x Reader#Writing Prompt#AhHhhHhH#Just said character getting more absorbed in their work and forgetting about the reader#*chefs kiss*#Please whoever this does make this.#MAKE IT HURT#I WISH FOR PAIN ANF FLUFF#Ahh#Any who. I hope you enjoy this ramble <3
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#cradily#ohhh i had some good angles for this one. but this one got all the votes but two#long#never thought i'd be givin that title to anything but snakes but here i am givin' it to fish and this thing#which is NOT a flower. i was told. last time 'round#though someone said “heartless lookin' ass” which i wholeheartedly agree with#i still need to finish like. all of kingdom hearts#my hope is to play through Every single kingdom hearts game. all of them. in order#so far i've done kingdom hearts and chain of memories. next up on my list is 358/2 days#i'm rather passionate about the concept of doing this but. just haven't gotten around to it. i've been playing other games#like i finished nier automata at the beginning of this year. liked that and decided to check out nier replicant#liked that game even more. and then went. wow. i want to play more nier games#found out the only other nier game‚ nier reincarnation#is a fucking. mobile game?? i guess?? and i was like ok what the fuck ever#and now i'm done with nier and i've moved onto red dead redemption 2. which is another one of those like#super duper popular games i've managed to learn nothing about#back here two weeks ago when i'm writing these tags i've only put like. two hours into it. i just barely got up to the new camp place#horseshoe whatever. i unlocked shaving. that bit#weird game for sure. especially coming right off the back of fucking. nier replicant#which is a game with talking books and magic spells and anime boys and air combos#to. red dead redemption 2. a video game about. a very slow-moving white guy who has to do a 5-second animation to loot a corpse#interesting switch but i'm here for it so far. i can definitely tell rdr2 is gonna be a sloooooow burn#problem is if i don't finish it by the time monster hunter wilds comes out#it's getting absolutely dropped#which. is probably gonna happen. sorry rdr2#this is not about pokémon. check it out??? cradily???
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Linktober day 27: plants
I think zelda would be the type to keep sketches and research notes in her journals along with the more personal notes we see in totk/botw :) (also yes i did write several paragraphs entirely in the hylian alphabet and no i dont remember what the hell they say. good luck figuring it out)
#linktober#linktober 2023#botw#totk#tears of the kingdom#breath of the wild#loz#legend of zelda#skribbles#idk which was harder. drawing a semi-accurate botanical illustration of a made up video game flower#or writing several real paragraphs in a made up video game language. either way im crazy <3
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Do you ever come up with a character for one story, then you get really into the background and past of this character, giving them some really interesting lore and trauma, then you're staring at your notes and you have to tell yourself
"Do not write a short story on this character's past. Don't do it. You're never gonna finish it. Don't start it. Don't-"
And you've already created a new doc for it.
#writing#writeblr#writer#writers on tumblr#writing stuff#creative writing#writing struggles#TO BE FAIR#SHE'S GOT SOME REALLY INTRESTING VEIWS ON HERSELF THAT I WANT TO EXPLORE#AND SHE NAMED HERSELF AFTER THE BLACK DAHLIA#(WHICH MEANS BETRAYAL BTW)#BECASE SHE GOT A JOB TO KILL THIS FLOWER SHOP OWNER (assassin) WHO SHE DENTIFLY FELL IN LOVE WITH#BUT SHE STILL KILLED HER#AND IT'S THE ONLY ASSASSINATION SHE'S EVER REGRETTED#AND MY IMAGINATION HAS GONE WILD
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Feeling a little better today, better than yesterday.
#inspiration#nature aesthetic#nature#naturecore#landscape#nature photography#flower photography#flower aesthetic#wild flowers#field of wildflowers#field of flowers#meadow#grass#colors#colorful#composition#nature moodboard#writing exercise#writing community#writing inspiration#creative writing
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Wild daisies down the side of the street... this may need to happy all around our house 🌱💚
#daisies#wild flowers#uk#spring#summer#peace#calm#life#planta#flowers#books#writer#bookworm#bookstagram#author#bookdragon#reading#writing#amreading#amwriting
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Febuwhump day 6
Forced to stay awake
Snooze Button (AO3)
Word count: 1697
Wild doesn't need sleep- until he does. After a month and a half of being awake, rushing around to find everyone the compass points to, he finally starts to run out of energy.
TW: violence, impaling
Link crept silently through the undergrowth, eyes narrowed, flicking around and taking in the late afternoon forest. There was a monster camp ahead… he needed to clean it out before their group could move through.
Off to his right, Captain was stalking along, as quiet as he could manage with his armor. He’d insisted that Link take companions to fight, to which Link had hesitantly agreed.
To the left, the massive, dark wolf that was Twilight seemed to blend into the undergrowth, only patches of fur showing through the leaves as he padded ahead.
Link blinked, flinching slightly as a line of script appeared across his vision. He grimaced slightly, reading through the Shiekah script.
Energy is critically low. Sleep immediately.
He dismissed the message, then darted ahead through the trees. It was the third day he’d ignored the message. He didn’t have time to sleep. They had to find where the last three arrows were leading them. There was no time to waste, and he wasn’t going to waste a full day by sleeping.
Up ahead, the monster camp appeared out of the trees. It was a large camp, with five bokoblins, a boss bokoblin, and two moblins. He knew how to handle these. He glanced around, motioning for Twilight and Captain to both hang back.
He summoned a bow, putting an arrow to the string and fusing a muddlebud to the point. He held his breath against the dizzyingly sweet pollen, drawing back the string, and launching the arrow right into the middle of the camp. It hit the boss boko and two of the little bokos, and chaos began to spread through the camp.
Link darted closer, ducking behind a tree as a stone whistled by his head. He scrambled up the trunk, perching on a branch and drawing back, aiming a fire arrow into the camp. Bokoblins screamed as flames erupted around them.
The two that had been muddled were dead, and the boss boko was shaking itself, its eyes clearing from the confusion. Link huffed slightly at that. Monsters were annoyingly good at recovering quickly from the muddlebuds.
He took a deep breath, whistling loudly, and Twilight exploded out of the undergrowth, howling and barreling into the monster camp. He crashed into one of the moblins, tearing into it with claw and fang.
Captain appeared as well, his sword drawn as he danced through the confused monsters, leaving behind a trail of thin slashes and dark blood.
Link watched for a moment, then leaped off of the branch, slowing time as he drew back his bow. He landed four shots to the face of the boss boko, sending it sprawling before he landed, switching out his bow for the master sword.
Energy is critically low. Sleep immediately.
The message flashed across his eyes and he dismissed it. He was in the middle of a fight, this absolutely wasn’t the time or place to fall asleep-
He skidded to a stop next to the boss boko, hacking into its tough skin with his sword. He landed another few hits before it recovered, rolling to its feet with a roar. It was silver, making it much more resilient than the others in the camp.
Link dodged the first strike, retaliating with a strike to the boss boko’s wrist. It had a royal claymore, he’d have to be careful not to get hit. He landed another few strikes up the arm of the boss boko, causing it to stagger back, wailing and tossing its great head.
It swung wildly, the blade whistling through the air, and Link leaped back, slowing time down and sliding easily into the flurry rush. He got eight hits in, thick droplets of blood spraying around him as time returned to normal. The boss boko howled, slumping forwards in an attempt to shield its torn gut.
Link slipped forward, staying low and moving fast. He stabbed his sword into the knee of the boss boko, causing it to topple backwards with a scream. He skittered around the failing limbs, dodging the claymore one last time, before driving the Master Sword deep into the neck of the boss boko. It gurgled, blood splattering across the ground as its flailing slowed, then stopped.
Link stepped away, shaking his head slightly to clear the faint dizziness. He’d need to collect all the bits he could before heading back to camp… he…
There was a rushing sound in his ears, and the dizziness got worse. He… this was bad. His vision started darkening in the corners, and he thought he heard someone shouting for him… he glanced up, wavering slightly.
Twilight was sprinting towards him, shouting and waving. He looked panicked… Link shook his head again, and for a moment, the rushing sound faded.
“WILD- WILD LOOK OUT-”
Link blinked, then whirled just in time to get a thick, wooden spear to the gut. He grunted, eyes going wide as the tip of the spear pushed through his armor and into his stomach. The moblin standing over him snarled, shoving the spear deeper into him, pushing him off balance. He fell back, landing against the body of the boss boko. Sharp pain started throbbing through the numb coldness his body felt, racing out from the spear tip and up through his gut. The pain pulsed in time with his heart, spreading further through his body with each beat.
He wasn’t… functioning. He couldn’t fight. Everything was shutting down- he’d been shutting down before he’d been impaled.
A dull roar reached his ears, and he glanced up in time to see Twilight crash into the moblin, knocking it back. The spear was yanked from his gut, and Link slowly flopped onto his side, wheezing slightly as he watched blood begin to pool on the ground in front of him. He had to… had to heal… had to heal now…
He tried to open his inventory, but couldn’t. Only a faint message blinking across his sight.
Energy is spent. Entering sleep. Will wake in: 20 hours.
No… no that was too long… he had to… heal…
Darkness.
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Link fell to his knees next to Wild, his mind already racing. Why hadn’t he gotten out of the way? He was healing himself, right?
He looked dead- he wasn’t moving, his eyes half-closed, his breath coming in slow, stuttering bursts. He was bleeding- there was a hole in his gut. The ground in front of him had gotten a blue-red sheen from the steady stream of blood. Link bit his lip, trying to think. This was bad. Wild wasn’t healing, and he was bleeding out. Maybe he’d been knocked unconscious?
He quickly unclipped his scarf, bundling it up and pressing it to Wild’s gut. He needed to stop the blood flow, he knew enough to do that.
“Twilight-” he called, looking over his shoulder. Twilight had just finished killing the last moblin, and he hurried over, his eyes wide with worry.
“Is he ok?” he asked, his deep voice louder than normal.
“He’s unconscious,” Link said, turning back to Wild and putting more pressure on the wound. It was already starting to bleed through his scarf.
“I need you to go get the others. Flower, Sky and Sun, they’re more equipped to deal with injuries. I’ll stay with Wild and keep him stable,”
“Alright, hang tight,” Twilight said, turning and darting away. Link grimaced slightly, shifting closer to Wild so he could have better leverage. He needed to keep pressure on the wound, he knew that much.
Goddesses he didn’t like this. He’d never seen Wild like this, usually he healed himself quickly. It was unsettling to see him this vulnerable.
He tried to steady his breathing. It wouldn’t do anyone any good if he panicked. He started quietly reciting a prayer in his mind. Prayer to Nayru for the healing of the wounded. It was one he could recite in his sleep. He slowly calmed, familiar words flowing smoothly from his tongue. He could almost ignore the warm wetness slowly soaking into his gloves. Wild would be alright. The others would know what to do.
He didn’t know how much time had passed before he heard the sounds of the others returning. He glanced up right as Flower skidded to a stop next to him.
“Captain- what happened? Is he alright?” she asked frantically, pulling out her slate.
“We were fighting. I didn’t see what happened, but he was stabbed by a moblin. He hasn’t moved since he fell, but he’s still breathing.” Link said, leaning back slightly so she could see. Her face twisted slightly, and she leaned over Wild, her focused gaze scouring his face.
“Of course- I told him he was pushing himself too hard-” she muttered.
“What do you mean?” Link asked, moving out of the way and letting Sun take his place. Her hands were already glowing with healing power.
“He’s asleep,” Flower said, her tone a mix of worry and exasperation.
“Asleep?” Twilight asked.
“Yes. He doesn’t need sleep as often as most people. The longest he’s gone without sleep is fifty-two days. When he starts running low on energy, he gets warnings. He can choose to ignore them, forcing himself to stay awake, but eventually he just shuts down, his body forcing sleep on him for an unknown amount of time. He can’t be woken, and he won’t react to anything. My guess is, he’s been getting warnings for the last few days, but ignoring it because we’re in such a rush.” Flower explained, grimacing.
Link winced, glancing at Wild again. That would explain why he’d collapsed… though the ability to ignore sleep for so long was certainly useful. It would explain why he’d never seen Wild sleep until now. But still…
“Twilight, once Wild is healed, can you carry him back to the others? We’ll make camp until he wakes up.” he said. He’d have to talk to Wild once he was awake… he could understand why Wild would want to push himself this hard, but… collapsing like he had would slow them down more than just taking a few hours to rest. He’d make sure this didn’t happen again.
#l3o writes#febuwhump 2025#recalled#recalled wild#recalled captain#recalled twilight#recalled flower#tw violence#tw impaling
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“You know I don't like gossip, baby." She flinched at that plastic chipper tone. The kind he used to scare off Kooks when he’s drunk... “All this yapping you and Hollis have been doing....” he mimicked talking with his hands...and her eyes shot to him. Fury in her veins. He smirked happily at his small victory of getting her attention...“Say it to my face. Go on. Tell me what you did.” (ao3)
#rafia#rafe x sofia#sofia x rafe#rafe cameron#obx#obx fic#outer banks fic#i finally did it#it was fun and sad#tw blood#cw blood#A WILD BARRY APPEARS#outer banks#sofia obx#fiona palomo#i won't put this in the drew tag but fiona deserves her flowers#barry obx#mine#writing#my dying town
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A Summer's Dance
Swaying to a zephyr's merry tune—bold color embracing the warm sunbeams rhythm—wildflowers perform a recital before summer's midday light...
Granville, Ohio. July 5, 2024.
By @aviationgeek71
#wildflowers#wild flowers#summer#july#spilled ink#my photography#my photo#my writing#original writing#original photography
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have you ever had something so significant and impactful happen to you but it’s in a really niche area that you can’t really tell anyone in your general life about, so you’re just left imploding and silently screaming???? it’s hell 😭😭
very long story made semi-short; my found family and i have attended and contributed to a live action role play camp twice a year for almost a decade now that’s based on hogwarts/the hp universe and really fucking well made by a skilled team. and you get really fucking attached to these characters because for a few weeks every year you live as them and make friends as them and it’s REAL even though it’s not. my last character was so fucking devastating and important to me, and she had this epic tragic love story with my best friend’s character. we haven’t played them since we finished their storyline in 2023. AND MY BEST FRIEND WAS JUST ASKED TO RETURN AS THAT CHARACTER FOR THIS YEAR’S CAMP????? that’s HUGE, the game masters never make requests like that and it’s super secret but he told me (because it would be cruel not to with our characters’ backstories) and i’m just reeling with shock and excitement and fear. like i’m left REELING at the fact that i get to see him again (him being my bsf’s old character) (bc when you finish playing someone you never get to “see” them again uknow? it’s a whole thing) and also at what this means and all the wounds from the two of them are opening up again and we’re just DYING. we have no idea why he was asked back or what will happen it’s INSANE YOU DONT UNDERSTAND. to deal with it all i’m knitting and crocheting him a bunch of different things that my character has made for his (they live together on her family farm and she uses crafts and art to cope</33) and we’re just literally crying. i love them, they’re sunshine x sunshine and literal soulmates — i made that character based on the concept of what would happen if a sensitive, creative child had the most gentle and accepting parents who cultivated kindness. and then there was a war and her parents were fucking killed offfffff and it was such a huge thing. she lost her leg, her boyfriend lost his eye. it was a whole thing. i’m jittery with emotion and handcrafting at god’s speed because this camp is in three weeks and i’m just. dying. and screaming. my poor wife. (dw she attends the camp too and is screaming with me)
#anyway#sorry for that lore dump#this will be consuming me for the next forseeable future#of all the characters i’ve played at this camp or others she changed me the most#just the sweetest little girl#and he’s the sweetest little boy#and he went through hell but found peace in her and she had her peace but was then dragged through hell with him#star crossed lovers tortured side by side it was INSANE#i want to underline that this is and was so much fun#but these characters were finished in 2023 so to have it be rehashed now is such an intense experience#especially when only my best friend and i (and our partners) know#like. i will never write a story more satisfying to me than my characters’ arcs at these camps#and that one specifically was SO straight out of a movie#like with role play you never know what you get but it was PERFECT#i could write the scenes into fan fiction and it would have been platinum content i swear#we’re talking she was being singled out for torture bc she was seen as so pure and sweet that to break her would send the biggest message#and he transfigured her a flower into a ring that she could spin and begged her to just spin the petals and focus on that#and held her as she sobbed thinking it was her fault#AND CONFESSED HIS LOVE IN THAT MOMENT BUT THEN THEY ERASED HER MEMORY#them being the bad guys#it was wild i wish i could ever communicate it to someone who don’t attend that camp#it’s very much a you had to be there thing#but lord do i wish i could play my memories like a movie for everyone to see#A NYWAY#carina needs to get her shit together
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recent things and such~
#photo diary#image 1 - kind of interesting lacy looking clouds. Image 2 - pinky purple sunset stuff#image 3 - These REALLY cool flowers I saw in a field ? growing wild so like.. weeds I guess. but I like the color of them and how the#petals are small and layered. Image 4 & 5 - More recent hair growth progress. I still think it will never get much longer because#it's been basically the same lenght for multiple years now BUT I do feel like maybe it's getting like... just the tiniest bit longer?? Just#not as obvious of progress as the first few years. Like now if I take it out of the braids and actually hold it so it goes straight down th#very tips of the hair on one side goes down to the tip of my pointer finger. and on the other side goes a little past my thumb. and I#remember maybe last year or two years ago it was only to my knuckles or like midway down my thumb. so.. perhaps it's not reached a#maximum genetic possible length just YET as I'd thought it had maybe lol.. perhaps I could slowly gain a cenitmeter or two#here and there gjbjh.. Unfortunately incredibly doubtful it will ever be down to my knees though as I had wished. oh well.#image 6 - writing again... as always... Slowly chipping away... And looking for ways to make it go faster lol. The original premise was 8#main characters with 6 quests for each. Then it was 5 with 6 quests. Now it's 4 with 4 quests each. And even that I'm like hmm... what#about having only 3... so it could be done faster... lol.. I think mostly just because I have no gaurantee of investment. So it's like#I could spend years and years doing 500.000+ words of writing and then have about 3 people total actually play the game and nobody cares#and nothing ever comes of it. You know? So I have to balance that somehow. And rather that put out the 100% complete version#be putting out like 'here's ENOUGH of it for you to see what the concept is and what it's like. and IF theres any investment then I#can put in the effort to finish the few bits that I left in more of a preview form'' type of thing. And then it's like.. well if I'm#limiting the initial scope anyway - how much is enough to cut away? and how much would be TOO much? etc. etc. I'm pretty sure I#already have it down to a balanced minimum but some days when I'm very stressed over my ability to actually finish anything I'm like..#ehhhh..maybe I could make another main character into a side character.. as a treat lol..#image 7 - cabbage noodle beef stir fry sort of thing. As usual I kind of cook the beef too long because I'm afraid of getting sick if it's#underdone despite preferring medium rare steak lol.. Funnily because usually making something at home has the advantage of you#being able to do it Exactly The Way You Like It whereas me cooking meat is often like.. ah yes.. the worse way that I dont even like. love#to make a tough chewy anxiously overcooked protein puck for myself. :3 Images 8 - 10 -- various plants from the deck. though#some of these pictures are old and they're no longer alive lol.. Most of my plants actually do live through the winter because I#painstakingly move them inside and outside and inside and outside depending on the temperatures. But sometimes.. one cannot#help but be lost. Especially the temperature change sometimes can make them more prone to mold and stuff. and humidity is#hard to control indoors. There's always one or two that deteriorate despite my best efforts. But that's better than every single one of the#dying because they alll freeze when it gets to 20F one night and I left them outside or something lol#ANYWAY.. hrm.. still working on friend quiz thing... and sculptures.. and videos maybe?? costumes... rghhhghhrrr.. (< to do list angst)
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Eclipse of the Valley Chapter 3:
Bleeding Hearts
You are coming to terms with your new roommate the best you can. Your roommate is coming to terms with you not knowing you have TWO roommates the best he can.
#it’s finally here! I’m so happy with this chapter - bleeding heart flowers my beloved#now I go to finish TSaB chapter 9 I am so sorry you had to be neglected for a while shit got wild baby I’m sorry#Eclipse of the Valley#EotV#EotV au#my writing#sun/moon x reader#sun/moon x y/n#fanfic#fan fiction#dca#dca fandom#fnaf dca#daycare attendant#fnaf sun and moon#fnaf sun#fnaf moon#dca sun#dca moon#dca au#sundrop fnaf#moondrop fnaf#dca fanfic#the daycare attendant#fnaf eclipse#dca eclipse#eclipse x reader#eclipse x y/n#crossover fic#crossover au
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i need to write vdm
#phase weeps#i need to write them beating the shit out of eachother and then fucking#young vdm were absolutely insane and i stand by that#yes they have their tender moments but i feel. atleast in how i perceive them that they never ever had they true acceptance of feelings#they were never lovers or husbands but they were partners and i think that they were in love in the way that people like them could be in#love. but i think theres a lot more potential to tem then the cut and clean “they are husbands” narrative#i want vdm to be as ugly and rife as every other relationship in game#and i especially want to put emphasis on their inability to let go of the past and living in this “free and wild” world#and i think this dream of dutchs deeply affects how he views relationships#as just another gust of wind. just another sunset#just another desert flower#his romaticazition of being on the run. painting the blood on his hands as holy#the rough and tumblr hospitality of the american dream#is so deeply packed into who he is as a person that he cannot see beyond his own viewpoint#and dutch is a self centered man#his viewpoint is his world. because dutch is the sun. and everything revolves around him. and everything that gets drawn in burns up#eventually#and i think hoseas trick is that you never get that close#there is a longing to vandermatthews that speaks of a chasm between them. on the cusp of deep understanding yet skirting around it#they are life partners#and they hold each others hands through the darkest parts of their self made hell#but their is nothing romantic or holy about it#they are a visage of the american man and twisted american kindness. and they are people soldered parts of themselves together but the deep#parts are left to be seen and not touched. i just. theirs so much potential for tragedy in vandermatthews i dont think we're touching
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Merry Christmas everyone x
#christmas eve#christmas time#christmas#christmas books#illustration#the last stardog#fantasy art#books & libraries#my words#spilled ink#spilled thoughts#spilled poetry#spilled writing#words words words#poetry#medieval#history#medieval art#medieval fantasy#flowers#butterfly#butterflies#snowdrop#birds#wild birds
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"But flowers die—"
Okay.. and ?
Hold your breath while I immortalise those bloom along with that exact moment in history.
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Watch as I press them between the pages of my books to immortalise their beauty for as long as I exist.
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#pressed flowers have all my heart 🫶🏻#I'm a preserver of memories so i will forever keep your flowers preserved#main itni badi romantic hun par mujhe to kabhi फूल mile hi nahi 🥲#par i will not loose hope 🤞🏻#sardiyon me I'll go and pick wild flowers and press them 😌🫴🏻🌺#desi#being desi#just desi things#desi shit posting#desiblr#romantic academia#dark romanticism#dark romance#romantic#romance#desi dark academia#desi light academia#desi problems#desi academia#desi aesthetic#writers on tumblr#artists on tumblr#spilled thoughts#spilled ink#spilled words#spilled poetry#spilled writing#writeblr#writers and poets#pyaari naari ki pyaari baatein
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Flower child au omggg
I am gonna write that one day 👀 I have so many notes for it. I have to finish these wips before starting but I'm too in love with it, I have to. She's so pretty in that picture and I just know when Apple Cider Vinegar hits the visual material will be 🤌🏻 for inspiration
#anon#flower child au#it's the soft baby wild at heart but demure in carriage Lexa I've always wanted to write#hopelessly romantic in everything she does but mysterious to the point Clarke can never quite figure her out#also half nuts she's just a lik cooky god bless
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