What if I made an adaptation about Prosena fic as a Flower from 1970? All my dsmp fellows there'll understand me

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What if I made an adaptation about Prosena fic as a Flower from 1970? All my dsmp fellows there'll understand me
Hey gamers friendly reminder:
To all my peeps who’ve read Flowers from 1970:
Dream dies tonight at 9:59, September 8th
And then tomorrow Wilbur cuts the cord
You’re welcome :)
Got to do my first collab with my friend Studio.Gihee idk if she has tumblr LMAOO, i did the lineart for Ranboo and she coloured him for me 💕
She also drew a tiny techno for me lmao, ALSO SNEAK PEEK OF MY NEXT ART IF YOU WANT CONTEXT PLEASEEE READ FLOWERS FROM 1970 BY ASTRONOMIKA ON EITHER AO3 OR WATTPAD YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT!!! And theres my version of Ranboo!!
I am once again begging you to reblog instead of like OR FOLLOW!!!! thatd be great :D ill love you forever if you do, we can frolic in a field itll be nice, ill make you food too 💕💕💕💕💕💕
I try to explain how the ff1970 timeline works
i thought i was mentally prepared for flowers from 1970
oh the fool i was
I’m sobbing... why did I listen to tik tok
Don’t read “flowers from 1970” if you don’t want to be balling by the end.
It's the 8th September. I am not okay.
Take care of those flowers, wrong number.
PEOPLE
ANOTHER FLOWERS FROM 1970 POST REAL QUICK:
DO YALL REMEMBER THIS SCENE:
“Techno?” Dream repeated. “I have a close friend named Techno.”
George drank some of his tea, “That’s a cool coincidence, but I don’t know if your Techno is as outlandish as the Techno here.”
Dream laughed, “Oh yes he is.” He said, “Not lately, though. He’s had cancer for a while but he’s fighting.”
George frowned. “I’m sorry. I’m sure he’ll do okay.”
WHAT IS THIS
I LEGIT THREW MY PHONE ACROSS THE ROOM WHEN I REMEMBERED THIS SCENE
WHY