#theme: spring

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— spring cottagecore

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Grass and Flowers

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Blossoming Nobility // Outfit Catalogue

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━ Apparel List (7 pieces)

Sepia Rose Thorn Crown

Flowering Gladeboughs

Springtime Raiments

Twilight Sylvan Lattice

Sepia Rose Thorn Gloves

Sepia Rose Thorn Tail Tangle

Hazel Harvest Sandals

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April Midnight

by Arthur Symons

Side by side through the streets at midnight, Roaming together, Through the tumultuous night of London, In the miraculous April weather.

Roaming together under the gaslight, Day’s work over, How the Spring calls to us, here in the city, Calls to the heart from the heart of a lover!

Cool the wind blows, fresh in our faces, Cleansing, entrancing, After the heat and the fumes and the footlights, Where you dance and I watch your dancing.

Good it is to be here together, Good to be roaming, Even in London, even at midnight, Lover-like in a lover’s gloaming.

You the dancer and I the dreamer, Children together, Wandering lost in the night of London, In the miraculous April weather.

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Finny!

Character: Finland

Theme: Blue; Tea Party; Flowers; Spring

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Let Me Call You Mine (Just For Tonight) by daisymondays Pairing: Harry/Draco Rating: E Word Count: 6k When Pansy suggests they sneak out of the castle to experience the commoners' festivities, Draco thinks it's the worst idea she has ever had. That is until he meets Harry and he's forced to reconsider everything he ever believed. Draco has always known it's easy to be the person you want to be when you're wearing a mask, but he's never been prepared for what happens when the masks come off.

[seasunandstar]

The Wild Iris

At the end of my suffering there was a door. Hear me out: that which you call death I remember. Overhead, noises, branches of the pine shifting. Then nothing. The weak sun flickered over the dry surface. It is terrible to survive as consciousness buried in the dark earth. Then it was over: that which you fear, being a soul and unable to speak, ending abruptly, the stiff earth bending a little. And what I took to be birds darting in low shrubs. You who do not remember passage from the other world I tell you I could speak again: whatever returns from oblivion returns to find a voice: from the center of my life came a great fountain, deep blue shadows on azure seawater.

-- Louise Glück

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lirika matoshi collection ✿ by acnh.skdesigns on ig