Ena | ENTJ | 20+ | MDNI |«No artist tolerates reality»
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for when love is written in the stars but lost in the alignment.
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I’m currently at my cousin’s house and him & my sister in law are the cutest munchkins ever they’ve prepared a literal travel medicine kit for me with any medicine necessary, marking which one used for which ailment and arranged them in a cutesy ziplock. They also took me to this authentic Italian sourdough pizza place & the pizza was chef’s kiss! And then to Vietnamese iced coffee 🥹💞 I am having so much fun before my flight y’all. Fingers crossed 🤞
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Childe abused
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Ouuuu do you play Genshin? Wow!!! Who do you main? :O
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my hobbies? uhh.. peeling back the layers…. uncovering metaphors.. mirroring…..connecting dots…..stuff like that
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caleb - floating floraletter
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boomshakalaka yes gawd
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he actually gets no game those are actually from mosquito bites, ness being an actual dog and their pet cat
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nobody ever talk to me again kaiser spoke
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MEMEMEMWMWMWMWMWMWMWMEEEE
writing is so funny because i could write nonstop for 9hrs and then hit a block where im like "how do i transition between this moment and the next?" and then i just dont touch it for 6 months
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About to reach affinity 70 with Caleb he better behave in the gravity trials hmph 😤
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“You’re gonna dance around me? You know I’m not a bonfire right?” Rafayel please king 😭
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headcanon that farspace colonel!caleb gradually stops dropping the g’s from his words. in his new role, he’s forced to wear an unwavering mask of perfection, of accuracy and infallibility—there’s no place for his playful, informal cadence in the fleet’s operations.
and so, as the months go by, he exchanges his signature what are you thinkin’s and where are you’re goin’s for their grammatically correct yet vapid counterparts.
when you reunite with him, it’s one of the many things about his transformation that make your heart ache, but you’ll never bring it up. you won’t risk crumpling his already fragile selfhood over such a trivial perception.
but the more time you spend together after you reconcile, the more his natural speech pattern peeks through.
you’re in the midst of a pillow fight, landing blow after blow on his back, when you hear it: “you think you’re gettin’ the best of me? i don’t think so.”
and you’re so overjoyed by his casual tone—his transient return to the caleb you once knew—that you briefly forget what you’re doing, having no time to react before his apple throw pillow smacks you in the face
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