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#|| ✦ || Where flowers bloom so does hope || OOC
perditus-a · 1 year
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|| Hi friends, I’ve been through a lot these past few months hence my absence. School and work has just been a lot, but I think I’ll be returning soon. I’m going to keep a smaller muse list as well, just so I have a small pace of things so it’s not too overwhelming. I’ve missed writing a bunch ! ||
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wisteriaorchids · 1 year
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updated tags, please ignore.
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icarus-has-falllen · 2 years
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Hello! It's me again. 👋😁
Would it be okay If I requested a fic with Billy Hargrove x Male reader where Billy accidentally finds reader's sketchbook, he opens it out of the curiosity and it's full of portraits of Billy and when he goes further and further he finds sketches of him with his bruises (from Neil) colored like a rainbow or galaxy, maybe flowers growing out of them? And maybe Billy starts to get emotional because he was ashamed of his bruises, that his dad abused him but now he knows that reader isn't disgusted by any of it and just loves him so much that even after years of suffering and being an asshole he wants to see Billy bloom with grace and be okay and happy? Please really fluffy ending~
Sorry if it's too long, for mistakes and if it doesn't make sense at all. I hope it does tho! 😆😆
You can ignore this if it's stupid or nothing you're inspired to write. 😚
Thank you~! 💕
A/N ok ok this actually got me super inspired I actually love this so much
Pronouns: they/them
Trigger warnings: mentions of abuse probably ooc Slight angst
Billy Hargrove x GN!reader
The art of loving
Billy Hargrove wasn't one to get emotional except for right now. Billy climbed through your window again for the fifth time that week he just needed to get away from his father he couldn't stand to be there for another minute. So when he stumbled into your room and realised you weren't there he started to wander curiousity taking over him. He wandered around until he found your sketchbook laying open on your bed he looked on the open page. He stared at it, it was a picture of him bruised just like he was that night. He stared as he started to tear up the bruises instead of an ugly mix of purple, brown, and blue was beautiful galaxies that swirled with blues and purples with littles stars on others there were beautiful lilacs he started to cry. You weren't disgusted at him or saw him as weak you saw him as beautiful. He looked up to see you leaning on the door frame "hi" you whispered "you drew this" he asked quietly whipping his eyes. You walked over to him and sat across from him. "yeah I did I was going to show you the next time you came over" you smiled at him. He was speechless for the first time in a while he lunged forward and gave you a gigantic hug and kissed you all over your face thank you I love it. You giggled and hugged him back
A/N that you so much for requesting this I had alot of fun writing it
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floraheart · 2 years
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               ❝ wait are we fighting or railing, i’m a little lost... either way, i’ll beat you at both! ❞
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sogeki · 3 years
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|| the commission is hot garbage anyways new icons <3 ||
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hxwk-eyes · 4 years
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|| Like for a one-liner. No limit ||
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vermiculofortis · 4 years
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                                                      || Rules ||  About || Muse ||
                       Indie. Kirishima Eijirou - Semi Selective - OC/Crossover Friendly 
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mon-art-de-reve · 4 years
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🌼🌼🌼
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afrith0t · 4 years
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Sometimes you just have to be alone so the real you can come out and bloom. Establish those roots babe and flourish.🌻
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floshortus-a · 4 years
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|| new starter call - no cap. will likely be one-liners again ||
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perditus-a · 2 years
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|| sorry I’m super sick atm hence the quiet. Hoping to feel better soon 🙏 ||
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jeremiasloida · 4 years
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Just like a flower, we bloom. Not always, but at least even once in a while. May we always enjoy our season. 🌻
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sogeki-aa · 3 years
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|| Like to plot. I’ll be limiting to 3 for now since I’m technically on semi-hiatus at the moment so I want to keep it fairly slow outside of quick fun interactions.. You can check out my verses here as well! ||
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kunikinnie · 2 years
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pairing: Ozaki Kouyou x GN!Reader
a/n: idk what this is HAHA was just listening to Losing My Mind by Sondheim and thought of Kouyou so yeah lol it's my first time writing for her like this but I hope it's not too ooc? I wanted to try mostly in hopes of getting rid of my writer's block HAHA
A flower born in the dark can only survive in the dark; the slightest sliver of light could burn its delicate petals. But that does not mean it does not long for it like any other flower would.
It was a mistake and yet…
“I should have brought you more of that,” you chuckled heartily.
It was annoying how much you laughed at anything she did. You knew these were her favorite, yet you keep mocking her like this. Were you really trying to get on her bad side?
“Don’t look at me like that. It just makes me happy to see you eat well.”
She knew you could never land on her bad side no matter how aggravating your presence was. Your smile was too bright - it was almost blinding - but she couldn’t take her eyes off even if she wanted to.
You shouldn’t have lingered. She shouldn’t have let you. Now that you’ve finally gone away, the memory of you will stick around forever. It’s so troublesome. So deeply troublesome.
The empty space on the mat she brought made that all too clear. As other people walked around or gazed at the falling cherry blossoms, Kouyou’s loneliness had only been rubbed cruelly into her tear-stained face. Her eyes then fell onto the untouched treats now invaded by faint pink petals. Ah. If only she could bury her feelings so easily as well. Even the finest sweets couldn’t distract her from her thoughts.
“I’m so glad I met you.”
She had vowed to never love again. But the echoes of your maliciously kind words still haunt her - every little moment and encounter where she could have said or done something other than pushing you away continue to eat her alive.
If she had, perhaps these feelings bloomed from ambiguity and uncertainty would have fallen and been carried away by the wind by now.
“I like you, Kouyou.”
Did you? Did you really? If you truly loved her, you would have never said such evil things.If you had any ounce of mercy in your tender heart, you would have left long ago. No. If you truly meant what you said, then you would never have left.
But there’s no point. The only version of you she can beg to is the one that refuses to leave. Like the cherry blossoms that come back faithfully as the seasons come and go, so did her yearning wax and wane. The only option left was to kill the tree from its roots.
A flower born in the dark can grow toward the direction of the light. But try as it might, it can never be strong enough to be able to finally touch it.
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sogeki · 3 years
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|| Going to grab my drafts from the old account and then I might write some stuff regarding the leaks! I wasn’t here yesterday due to a neck injury but it’s manageable today so I’ll be here and @perditus​ ||
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