how did we end up in this world?

× nikki sideblog for @plushiesinwonderland × she/they × started playing January 2019 × V8 oops × my ID is 111868238, feel free to send a friend request! × basically runs on a queue × real life fashion girlie ×

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On pleasant starlit nights, the maiden dreams over her balcony. Her gaze, full of hope, never wavers from constellations guiding her closer to a happy ending.

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The black cat's magic glitters against midnight darkness and boils hot as a golden star. This familiar will become a witch of her own merit.

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Burning bright as a comet and twice as cute, your idol is here to perform her stellar symphony! With all the milky way as her stage, she promises to be every solar system's guiding light of hope.

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the girl's dreamland is sparkling stars and good memories made with friends. to her, even the sun grows dim in the light of their smiles.

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Oh, the woes of a princess are many! A garden full of the shiniest sunflowers, radiant roses, and gorgeous greenery, but no prince charming to share it with? Unimaginable!

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Haunting the silent midnight hours, the ghost of an angel sings her lament. With a voice gone icy and sonorous as wind, her spirit wavers alongside dying stars.

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The sea witch's grotto glitters with moonbeams and magic. Rumors whisper that she is as timeless as the waters she wades in.

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Frost dusts her once fire-red roses. No amount of love can will this winter away, yet she still chooses to tend her flowerbeds.

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Mirroring a bubble, dreams are brief and delicate things. Silly it may be, she finds the greatest beauty in the ephemeral.

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Golden light cradles sleeping roses and feeds them breakfast in bed. Her heaven smells of fresh dirt, the kind the clovers that kiss her ankles call home.

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Her wanderlust heart guides her on a journey to discover wonder, spreading tales of her sights to any who care to listen. Without her planting these little seeds of hope in passersby, the world would be that more empty.

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completed wfsm at like 3am on impulse, oops. this was my first hell event (I'm old) and I've had these two suits specifically at like 3 pieces away from completion for like 5 years or something now... very glad to have them completed :D even if they're quite dated by now I'm still very enamored by them <3

except to see these pieces in upcoming stylings for sure !!!

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its the little things that make an outfit, and that's why she's known as the angel of accessories! sparkly ribbons, shiny bottles, whatever trinket your heart desires she's sure to have on hand <3

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Delicate as daisies and gentle as sunlight that meets wooden floors, she makes sure to greet every morning bird with a smile. Days are best lived one at a time <3

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Her flowers bloom in every shade of the midnight sky. Fed by moonbeams and watered with crystal streams, the evening fae have no greater treasure than this garden.

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Warm moonbeams and soft sunflowers, opposite they may be, still share the same golden hue. Magic exists between imagination and reality, in the space between the witch's fingertips and the spells inscribed between old pages.