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[wovensoft]

#𝑤𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡  is  an  independent,  private,  and  selective  𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍  𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆  of  herbalist  and  overall  sunshine  flower  𝒛𝒆𝒉𝒓𝒂  𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒄𝒊  cherished  by  𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖊  multiship  &  multiverse  friendly.  21 +

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lyricbound. + gobagx. featuring:  becomelions  /  razorfst.  eatsraw.

NOTE:  zehra  falls  in  love  very  easily,  and  with  almost  anyone.  if  you  are  nice  to  her?  she  will  have  a  crush  on  you.  it's  just  who  she  is  !!!  but  please  do  not  take  this  as  an  auto  ship  /  force  shipping  deal.  just  because  there  is  a  stronger  possibility  of  her  getting  feelings  for  your  muse  does  not  mean  they  have  to  be  reciprocated!!!

[xanaxfarts]

bouquets behind foggy glass is a photo style i will never get tired of

[wovensoft]

zehra has a folder in her camera app of hearts that she finds. its mostly things that unintentionally look like hearts: rocks, leaves, clouds, etc. but if shes walking a trail and someone put sticks in the shape of a heart, she cant not document that!

[wovensoft]

valentine's day is zehra's favorite - she loves love! her shop always runs specials during this time of the year, flowers and herb bundles and various items practically given away for free. she gives away flowers to people she sees on the street, bakes every single kind of sweet known to man, and showers her friends and family with every piece of adoration she could possibly muster. even if you arent in a relationship with her, you are getting flowers and love and gifts. all, of course, personalized to what the other loves and would find romantic in their own language.

[petitworld]

by Pallas Athena

[gobagx]

❝  more?  ❞  jack  laughs  in  a  delighted  disbelief,  his  smile  spreading  from  dimple  to  wrinkle  as  he  glances  at  the  beautiful  creature  rested  on  his  widespread  lap.  he  holds  zehra's  hand  and  with  his  other,  her  thigh.  jack  rubs  the  delicate  skin  he  finds  there.  ❝  we'll  have  to  call  a  few  more  people  to  eat  all  this  food,  rosebud.  ❞  the  good  doctor  maneuvers  her,  pecks  her  pretty  lips  and,  when  he  pulls  away,  has  some  of  her  lipgloss  stained  to  his  own  mouth.  ❝  you  spoil  me.  ❞ 

[wovensoft]

𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬  𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝  𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦  𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠.  zehra’s  thumb  brushed  gently  over  his  lip,  wiping  away  the  faint  trace  of  her  makeup  that  had  transferred  there.  ❝  you  work  so  hard,  canım.  you  do  so  much  for  me.  for  us.  ❞  her  gaze  held  his,  steady  and  sincere.  ❝  i  want  to  make  sure  you’re  taken  care  of,  too.  ❞  in  her  family,  food  had  always  been  a  love  language.  you  cooked  to  say  thank  you,  to  offer  comfort,  to  sit  with  grief.  it  was  how  her  mother  had  cared  for  them  all  those  years,  and  it  was  how  zehra  had  learned  to  care  for  the  people  she  loved.  her  eyes  suddenly  lit  up.  ❝  oh!  i  made  you  something  new.  wait  right  here.  ❞  she  didn’t  wait  for  a  response  before  she  flew  into  the  kitchen,  floral  dress  trailing  behind  her.

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 / 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  i can't stop thinking about you even when i try.  ❜ ❛  every time i see you, it's like my heart skips a beat.  ❜ ❛  i never realized how much i needed you until you weren't there.  ❜ ❛  do you ever feel like there's something missing ... like a piece of your heart is somewhere else?  ❜ ❛  i wish i had the courage to tell you how i feel.  ❜ ❛  if only you knew how much you truly mean to me.  ❜ ❛  do you ever wonder what it would be like if things were different between us?  ❜ ❛  sometimes i wonder if you ever think about me the way i think about you.  ❜ ❛  i had a lot of dreams about you recently.  ❜ ❛  somehow, you're always on my mind.  ❜ ❛  i think i've been in love with you since the day we met - scratch that, i know i've been in love with you since the day we met.  ❜ ❛  my biggest wish is to hold you close and never let you go.  ❜ ❛  all my life i've felt like a part of me was missing, but with you i've finally found it.  ❜ ❛  you deserve better than who i am right now, but i'm gonna keep trying to become someone you do deserve.  ❜ ❛  every time you smile at me, i get this flutter in my chest.  ❜ ❛  do you think i'll ever be worthy of your love?  ❜ ❛  i want to be the person to make you happy. the one person you can always come to with whatever you need.  ❜ ❛  will we ever get another chance together?  ❜ ❛  you were the best thing that's ever happened to me.  ❜ ❛  my biggest regret is ever letting you go.  ❜ ❛  i'm still in love with you ... and i honestly never stopped.  ❜ ❛  when i wake up in the morning, you're the first person i want to see.  ❜ ❛  every time i wake up, i check if you wrote me another message.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could be as important to you as you are to me.  ❜ ❛  it hurts when you don't talk to me like you used to.  ❜ ❛  i miss everything about you, your touch, your laugh, your smile. i wish i could have that back.  ❜ ❛  i want to fall asleep wrapped in your arms.  ❜ ❛  hold me closer; i always feel safer when you're with me.  ❜ ❛  there's so much i wish i was able to tell you.  ❜ ❛  i know things aren't easy right now, but i want to remain a fixture in your life. after all, you're one in mine.  ❜ ❛  i miss the way you always made me smile.  ❜ ❛  you're the reason i keep holding on.  ❜ ❛  maybe we're supposed so to remain a case of 'right person, wrong time' forever.  ❜ ❛  if only you knew how i feel about you.  ❜ ❛  i'm yearning to hold your hand in mine.  ❜ ❛  i think you are the one for me, and i hope one day i'll be the one for you, too.  ❜ ❛  do you think i'll ever become more than a friend to you?  ❜ ❛  my heart belongs to you, always and forever.  ❜ ❛  my first instinct is to protect you, no matter the cost.  ❜ ❛  i've been thinking about us a lot lately.  ❜

[st4rl0rd]

that feeling of normalcy must be bouncing off the half-human only to become stronger. there’s often immediate dismissal towards him   &   his team. a lack of trust that comes from the simple fact that he’s spent his life in the unknown. people dismiss what they don’t understand. then there are likes of Zehra who seem to embrace it—him. not having to ‘pretend’ does wonders for the Star-Lord.   ❝  really  ?   how come  ?   i mean, you only live on one planet. imagine trying to keep up with what’s going on with multiple civilizations like i do.  ❞

[wovensoft]

𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬  𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝  𝐚𝐭  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭.  the  chaos  of  her  forest  (  chaos  of  her  own  making  )  was,  on  some  days,  more  than  she  could  bear.  tangled  roots,  forgotten  paths,  the  constant  hum  of  life  pressing  in  on  her  thoughts.  it  was  enough  to  leave  her  breathless.  but  multiple  worlds?  entire  universes.  planets  and  cultures  .  .  .  the  idea  unfurled  in  her  mind  like  a  map  with  no  edges.  she  leaned  forward,  resting  her  chin  in  her  hand,  her  gaze  brightening.  ❝  what  is  the  most  amazing  planet  you’ve  been  to?  ❞

[wovensoft]

zehra has always worn her hair in braids. sometimes it’s one thick braid that falls down her back. other days it’s smaller braids woven together. the style changes, but the ritual never does. when she feels anxious, her hands move before she consciously decides to. if her hair is down, she begins separating it into sections, fingers smoothing, crossing, pulling. over, under, over, under. the motion steadies her breathing. the tension in the braid mirrors the tension in her chest.

[simoneashley]

Kanthony and their baby Bridgerton Season 4 Part Two Trailer

[eatsrawa2]

mina had been transfixed on her search, wading through the swamp waters until she'd been crouched down, lifting a piece of driftwood up to peek underneath at what she'd thought had been the remains of some sort of animal, instead, it appeared to be some miscoloured tubing that had likely drifted it's way through the delta. ( ain't anyone care about the wildlife anymore? ) she'd thought to herself until zehra's voice called to her. mina stood up, looking over her way and wading through the water to her, soon met with zehra's defeat over finding a stick.

" a couple small things. " mina said softly, lifting the bag that hung at her side, visibly carrying more weight than it had been earlier before allowing it to hang back with a drop. " thought i found bones, just garbage. what about you? "

[wovensoft]

𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝  and  let  herself  fall  back  into  the  wet  grass,  the  blades  bending  beneath  her  weight  and  soaking  through  the  back  of  her  shirt.  cold  seeped  in,  but  she  didn’t  flinch.  dirt  already  streaked  her  hands  and  knees,  ground  into  her  skin  from  hours  of  searching,  and  she’d  long  since  stopped  caring  about  staying  clean.  ❝  nothing.  ❞

her  bag  slid  against  her  shoulder  as  she  moved,  light  enough  to  feel  almost  insulting.  she  reached  inside  anyway,  fingers  brushing  glass.  empty  jars  knocked  softly  together.  they  were  meant  for  treasures  —  smooth  stones,  pressed  leaves,  bits  of  bone  or  feather.  today,  they  held  only  air.  she  turned  her  head  to  look  at  the  sky,  clouds  stretched  thin.  ❝  i  guess  she  doesn’t  have  anything  to  share  with  us  today.  ❞

[iamokayvallabakxv]

[stagborne]

Her fear was not entirely shameful; it was a product of survival. There was a reason their sensorium existed to warn off all impending dangers. There existed plenty of physical harms, but not much was put into consideration for those that attacked the mind. Her vigilance would serve her well in that manner. It was easy to be overcome by it, finding oneself consumed, unable to react when it mattered the most.

Of course, Will had fears – he just wasn’t controlled by them; it had become something he could swallow down when required.

Mind over matter, or something weird and a little strange. It didn’t matter. He had learned to harness such fears rather than become reactive. So, he bequeaths a little empathy to her. It must be a tragedy to victim of one’s body, unable to change the way it responds to unpleasant stimuli, a victim of her own trembling neural system.

“You do not need to be ashamed of it.”

(Maybe, just maybe, he sees that softness is strong too. Even engulfed in its own flagellation.)

[wovensoft]

𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬  𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝  with  the  sudden  knowledge  that  he  had  seen  straight  through  her.  zehra  had  always  been  easy  to  read  —  cursed  with  wide,  unguarded  eyes  and  a  face  that  betrayed  her  thoughts  and  feelings.  they  always  rose  to  the  surface  of  her  too  quickly,  refusing  to  stay  hidden.

now  those  eyes  lingered  on  him,  open  and  searching,  as  though  she  were  trying  to  trace  the  shape  of  who  he  was  from  what  little  he  allowed  the  world  to  see.  there  was  something  almost  instinctive  in  the  way  she  studied  him.  ❝  you  don’t  seem  like  you’re  afraid  of  anything.  you  seem  so  brave.  ❞

[emptiness-statue]

[gobagx]

@wovensoft <3

[kaisources]

˙˖°‪‪❤︎‬ ༘ ⋆ : AT TOUCH OF LOVE, EVERYONE BECOMES A POET. ... a collection of romantic roleplay sentence starters for valentine &. such! genre: slice of life, romance, etc.

What were you doing… what were you thinking, there all alone?

I didn't want to appear superficial. It's a bit childish not to have bad memories, isn't it?

I don't know why I remember it like that.

I think memories were already beautiful but we only realize it after because we weren't paying attention.

Do you know that what you said struck me?

Even if it doesn't seem like it, that's very romantic.

Do you know what I like about you?

I don't have good memories because… nothing good enough has ever happened to me. So, let's make some.

Let's end it here, before the poetry becomes mush.

Over time, everything becomes "whatever". This way everything will remain a marvel.

The first time you told me, it was a single flower. The rest of the bouquet has grown over time.

It always starts like that, right?

It was in the past when you said it. The present doesn't exist.

The present doesn't exist, it's an illusion.

Doesn't this place remind you of anything?

We can also go dancing tonight, if we hurry!

Now you use your imagination.

Why do you always have to be an asshole?

This nostalgia thing… I never got it.

Will you tell me or not?

In fact, you know what? I admire you.

Anyway it's beautiful, I like it.

You mean… to live here, you and I?

One time you came up with something, and I got a kiss.

How many things have we experienced this kind of love before?

We're not even a thousand years old. It would take another lifetime to remember it all.

Maybe soon we won't die anymore, and we'll have plenty of time to remember.

Things are less beautiful because we worry that they will end.

Does it feel strange to be in this house?

It's stupid. I don't even want to tell you.

For me, it was one of our best memories.

Never mind, it's not serious, it happens.

So Bogart and Bergman stay together?

Do you think that in a Hollywood movie, she would leave with another man?

You're too romantic. You're becoming me.

Listen, in your opinion, is ours becoming a beautiful friendship too?

In a way… it's beautiful, particularly in love, it's normal for other things to take over.

It's normal for things to change, which is a beautiful thing, that it change.

I'll light the fireplace, we can eat.

Stay, there's this good smell of death that you like so much.

I can't, with [him/her/them]. I must always be cheerful. It's different with you.

Who knows what effect it has on someone to see oneself again.

You see? It just seems like everything can actually be bad.

I didn't imagine you writing poetry.

What was I doing to you?

How do you not like it anymore? We always have.

It's not sad, it's romantic. Maybe we can change the game.

Because the past is the past, right?

Let's talk a little then? About us?

Do you see how things are going?

It's not our fault. It started ending when it began.

Are you happy with me?

I was getting miserable, and so this morning I came looking for you..

You are… the least miserable thing I remember.

I have a poem of yours somewhere.

I was looking for… a little bit of poetry.

It was a different time, it was a… a good time.

Do you want to tell me the story?

In the beginning it was all a marvel, I didn't think I could live such a thing.

Call [him/her/them]. Maybe bring some flowers.

What are you thinking about? What's on your mind?

I'm thinking about how much fun I've been having since I've been with you.

You don't have to tell yourself that everything was perfect.

Something is already beautiful while it happens.

Hey. I love you.

You used to say I was deep.

What do we do with this nice rest of Sunday?

I like this a lot, it's what I use.

I wasn't expecting to see you here.

Come on, make the effort.

It's also a little thanks to you. I learned a few things.

To be well, to not have to look back, to not pretend too much.

If you hadn't called me, I wouldn't have…ever thought to invite you.

Listen, tell me what day it is, be there, okay?

It's Valentine's, please.

Maybe it won't be years again before we see each other.

Isn't it a bit early for the fireworks?

Surely…you could have chosen another place?

Are you at least a little happy?

When we no longer died, would you always be happy?

I realized that we're in the future now, and…well, it had to arrive now.

The future, after all that present.

[velvet-lover-deactivated2026012]

i’m such a girl who sits at ur feet with my head on ur thigh

[aslibekroglu]