Mar 22, 2021
Hi hello it is Moss Monday! Happy 420 hits! 🙏🏻 The only milestone I’ll be celebrating. 🍁
Without further ado, the link 😎
Chapter nine
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Hi hello it is Moss Monday! Happy 420 hits! 🙏🏻 The only milestone I’ll be celebrating. 🍁
Without further ado, the link 😎
Chapter nine
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29005746/chapters/73667571
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter 7 of Moss, Eternal is here!! Don’t miss out on the most chaotic villa you’ll ever experience !
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29005746/chapters/72401496
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Not me recycling moodboards for this week’s Moss adventure
“Oh, are we talking about the mountain man?” Priya asked, and Moss struggled to keep herself from rolling her eyes or making a snide remark.
“He’s gorgeous,” Lottie said, and Moss bristled slightly. Hope ran a calming hand down her arm, and she sighed.
“I’m well into him, he looks like a daydream I used to have,” Moss said, smiling slowly as she closed her eyes against the sun.
“His head could still be turned.” Lottie challenged, and Moss opened an eye at her.
“Best of luck to you.” She got up, grabbing her water bottle and heading to the kitchen. As she filled it, she heard a soft hissing behind her.
ah heck here we go again on another Monday (god is it really Monday? Ugh)
sorry i’m not all witty here, I saved it all for the author’s notes
Chapter 11
https://archiveofourown.org/works/29005746/chapters/72876573
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
A belated post, but here we go with chapter 5.
“When I find out which one of you cows voted for Henrik, it’s fucking over for you, do you hear me?” Moss shouted angrily, before grabbing the glitter coated Swede and practically dragging him all the way to the roof terrace, where they sat in silence for a long while.
“I don’t want you to go,” Moss finally said, sniffling. Henrik crushed her against him, folding her into a tight and reassuring hug. Glitter be damned.