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I saw some TikTok art thing, so I wrote this.
A caterpillar hatched from an egg. Alone, cold and afraid. His mother didn't bother to stick around long enough to teach him how he's meant to live, or at least survive.
The two things that he came with was instinct and hope. Instinct told him what and how to eat, which was something that he did a lot of. Hope paved a path in his mind that headed steadily toward a brighter future.
Nobody had to teach him that someday he'd become a butterfly for him to know it to be true.
There was nothing he wanted more than that future for himself. People would find him beautiful and view him as a spectacle instead of some ugly, slimy creature.
So he kept surviving, following his hope, but never quite living.
After so much time that his hope was starting to fade away, he knew that his time was coming. He'd seen the others transform: first concealing themselves into pods, then emerging with eye-catching, colourful wings.
All he had to do was find a safe space. Easier said than done, really.
Crows often swarmed the area like they were doing that day. He understood why. They just wanted to feed their children. A noble reason as any.
Stupidly, he finds himself wondering whether his own mother would've attempted to feed him when he was small. He liked to think that she wanted to be with him, but just couldn't. The thought that she willingly abandoned him was too much to bear.
As he was about to relax, one swooped scarily low, almost reaching him.
Another followed, and he was roughly taken into its mouth. A cruel fate for someone that never reached their true potential. One they had always dreamt of.
He never had a name, but the one thing he wanted people to call him was beautiful.
#writers on tumblr#writing#writeblr#original story#extended metaphor#in a way#caterpillar#butterflies#crows#sad stories
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Kidnapper: We have your child. Charles: I don’t have a child? Kidnapper: Then who just started to complain about someone called Lando. Charles: Oh god, you have Oscar. Charles: Good luck with that, I’ll have Max pick him up in 2 - 3 working day. Kidnapper: Wait. Tomorrow’s Saturday. Charles: Have fun listening to him pine over Lando.
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Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.
This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.
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Lando smelling Oscar in the press conference. Omegaverse landoscar we are so back
#never beating the allegations#omegaverse#spain gp 2025#lando norris#oscar piastri#ln4#op81#814#landoscar
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contractually obligated padel because they insist on gatekeeping otherwise 😁
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Check out this board I made on Pinterest!
Check out this board I made on Pinterest! https://pin.it/JgczMHENL
For my ao3 fic People Watching ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/65451346 )
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Playlist for my fic People Watching on ao3 ( https://archiveofourown.org/works/65451346 )
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Oscar: Go fuck yourself. Lando, smugly: Sure, but only if you watch
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this angle of the hug is. yeah.
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George: How DARE you call Alex IMPULSIVE he's the most DECISIVE AND LOGICAL PERSON on this PLANET and ANYONE who thinks otherwise can TAKE IT UP WITH ME
Alex, driving a truck with a brand new alpaca in the back: Yeah, you tell 'em George!
George:
George: Did you just buy a-
Alex: Truck? Yeah, Gerald wouldn't fit in the car
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"Again, this guy touched me, like in Bahrain"
Let your freak flag fly! 🏳🌈🏳🌈🏳🌈🏳🌈
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hopes for imola:
Max and Oscar make it out of t1 unscathed
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