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lumen-lotus · 7 days
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“You put up a good fight I tell ya. Haven’t had this much fun in years!”
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lumen-lotus · 21 days
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Oh to be called a sweet tarnished by malenia
I’m still sad about the malenia/miquella content we could have had, and possibly choosing their path. 
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Texas: I have only said 'I love you' to three people: Mexico, America, and California. And I regret one of them. Louisiana: California? Texas: YES. The Freeze of '21 didn't kill me and now I look like an idiot because now everyone knows my weakness is snow.
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7-7-7
The rules are as follows: Go to page 7 of your WIP, go to the seventh line, share seven sentences, and tag 7 more writer-bloggers to continue the challenge. 
tagged by @squirrelwrangler
From this fic, a little more than seven sentences, but I figured I’d go ahead and finish the second paragraph.
Wrapped in a soft undyed robe, clean and warm and dry, it was instinct to seek out the one to whom he was sworn.  He knelt down beside Ingwion’s feet and laid his head in his lord’s lap with a sigh of relief.  The shields about his thoughts slowly began to subside beneath the gentle touch, and he shivered at being so vulnerable though he had no desire to withdraw.  It was relief beyond measure to no longer be alone, constantly on guard and wary of every word and action.  In place of cold loneliness and fear there was a bright, gentle spirit beside him,  offering quiet warmth and kindness.
He sighed, leaning more heavily against Ingwion’s knees and the cot the elf sat on,  letting his parched soul drink up this peace.  Steady fingers combed through his hair, reaching out every now and then to dip into a bowl of oil to help work loose the snarls and matted locks made by long years untended, patiently working free each knot and tangle.  Sinking into the care and intimacy offered, he turned towards Ingwion, wrapping one arm around strong calves and resting his cheek against the soft linen of the light healer’s robe the prince wore.  Stillness filled him, not sleep but like to it, a timeless span of perfect peace.  
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California: *on fire. is fine* Texas: *PTSD flashbacks triggered by snow*
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why did i laugh
How did Sovime get his scar on his eye? I doubt that Soviet would somehow reassure its territories, even if he is very angry.
Soviet is actually the one that took out Sovime’s eye. They had gotten into another spat in the early days of America’s annexing and Soviet just snapped and clawed out Ame’s eye with a garden rake. But those hospital visits were kept very much under wraps
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Based on a true story
In cai
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Pls I’m addicted to drawing them help
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Russia lended Ame his ushanka and coat <333
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Soon
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don’t judge me
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you better watch out
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tall people be like:
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dead vines are gold
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