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dahliaes · 2 hours
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hi everyone ⋆。˚🌺🐚˚。⋆
hi!!!! i dont wanna be cringe on here but today is the anniversary of when i published banana malt—the first installment of lily valley. the community this story has given me is absolutely unreal.
i cant say thank you enough to everyone who has supported me through writing lily valley, throughout the hate ive gotten, and in the transition to shepnicolo to dahliaes. tiff, mochi, zee, katie, and kamilla, among so many others, i adore each and every one of you. sincerely, thank you so much <3
but the girl i owe the most gratitude for— who will forever remain an amazing friend and inspiration—is @theragethatisdesire. shes the best. thats all i can really say. one day me and her will go to the beach together and thats all that really matters
ive never met anyone like her and i hope i never do because no one could ever imitate her, nor could they ever write beautiful stories like hers. she is lovely
ive gotten more love than i can handle thank you so much <3
- dahlia
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dahliaes · 6 hours
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HIIII i hope it's okay if i bother you with the moodboard thingy; your moodboards are so pretty and i can't help but send a request <3
anyways !! my self-ship is with armin. i primarily imagine the ship to exist in a modern au; i'm a grad student in a biology-adjacent major and i always imagined armin to be much of the same. i'd imagine we meet in university, and become quick friends, sharing mutual interests of science, learning, books, and little creature comforts like video games and spotify playlists. this is how i imagine our aesthetic to be; a soft relationship with gentle touches and held hands, shared poems and letters, braiding hair and reading together, bound by the hip each day, smiles shared in earnest, even if a little shy from time to time. it's a gentle love, a quiet one, but we would know each other intimately well; well enough to feel happy, and safe, and content.
my aesthetic is very sun-like; sunrays and sunsets, little glares of sunlight passing through the tree leaves. in addition, it's books and letters, formulas and science graphs; pens and lit candles and scratches of sentences on lost papers, all owing to me being a scientist and a writer in one. honestly, i'd imagine armin to be the same way :>
i hope that is enough information !! thank you so so much for the opportunity, and i am very excited !! 💗🌷💗🌷💗
HAII :33 i love when i get armin selfships because god!!! i love him hes so sweet!!! and i LOVE you and armin you guys are so cute <3
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i mayve went too flowery with this but how could i not!!! i think you two would study flowers together and read books <3 thank you sm for participating!!!!
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dahliaes · 7 hours
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is she annoying or is she just prettier than you
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dahliaes · 8 hours
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sculptor worldwide “keepsake” bag
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Anne Sexton, from The Black Art
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dahliaes · 18 hours
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Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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Anton Checkhov, Short Stories
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The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923
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dahliaes · 18 hours
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My body needs it—the hot baths, the care, the soft water, the perfume, the warmth. I take on the colors of the flowers, the bloom, the delicacy. It becomes me.
Anaïs Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diaries of Anaïs Nin 1939-1947
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dahliaes · 18 hours
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Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
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Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems
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dahliaes · 20 hours
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Emily Dickinson, in a letter to Susan Gilbert Dickinson, dated 28 February 1855
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dahliaes · 21 hours
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burying your face in his neck while you ride him on the couch. feeling his head turn and his lips glide a wet path over your jaw before he nips at it, breathing something about how good you’re making him feel — or maybe something with more of a teasing edge. getting tired? need me to do it for you? his hands cupping under your ass, getting a good handful before moving up to grip and guide your movements. maybe a light smack for encouragement. there you go, don’t stop now. ride that dick. you do it so well, baby. so well that i don’t think i can pull out.
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dahliaes · 1 day
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there’s nothing like tumblr….you can get hateful terms used against you in your inbox and then immediately smile bc the moots are being vivacious on the dash…..there will never be another place like this i love u guys lmao
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dahliaes · 1 day
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yeah im good with what i have (about to explode with yearning)
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