“You’re So Quiet, What’s Wrong?” I’m Creating My Own Fantasy World To Escape From Reality So

the feminine urge to wander the forest in a flowing white nightgown under the moonlight

Sit And Watch The Leaves Turn. x

Fae husbands are the superior husbands. I said what I said, and no you can’t make me change my mind

when one character brokenly says “i have nothing to offer you” and the other character looks at them with fond exasperation, because there’s nothing else they could want except the gift of their love. that shit gets me.

Physically I am here but mentally I am gently but firmly hugging Lucien Vanserra and telling him how great he is, how much he’s loved, and how I’d literally go to the ends of the world for him. 🦊♥️

I just think that messy low bun Lucien—

Among the delights of Summer were picnics to the woods.

What can you show me

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The hopeless romantic urge to look at the moon and stars, forever.

to be around exquisite flowers.♡