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Hiya, Bee!!! 🐝 💛🖤 We wanna pass by with some positivity saying that all of your muses are so wonderfully portrayed and developed! The dedication and passion you have for each muse is so incredible and breathtaking while we can see you put so much care and effort in all of your writings and headcanons with them. We love getting to learn more about them with their sources very much. You have such a bright presence and fun sense of humour, also! Always do we have the most delight in seeing you on our notifications and dash. You’re awesome! Much love and light! 💖✨💖✨💖✨
okay i first saw the notification for this when i was heading out the door to go and pick some stuff up and when i tell you i got the biggest smile on my face :"] sososo happy to hear you enjoy what i try 'n bring to the dash, and it takes one to know one !! your writing is absolutely stellar and so inspiring, seeing how much love you have for the story you've built here is always just such a treat and can't wait to see more of it. 'love you guys and the starwake system both, i hope the rest of your day is great !

she's sat across from them, a little drop of yellow with her legs criss - crossed in the dirt, thin fingers fluttering between sifting through the soil below and lightly tugging at the hem of her coat ; an idle habit, one carried over from fidgeting with her old jumper's loose strings. it's one of those few things in her world that makes any sense, having something to do with her hands. “ um─ it's not my story, a . . . boy told it to me. ” she never learned his name, only that he wore orange and had frizzy dark hair. but that was the grim norm of her world, most children didn't have names to give. all the more reason her nose wrinkles up in the slightest amusement at the nickname. it's strange, but not . . . bad. at least, she hoped not. “ but he─ here, let me . . . ”
small hand snatches up a stick, pressing it's pointed end into the dirt to slowly, slooowly draw an anchor's shape, tongue pinched between her sharp teeth in concentration. “ he said that, where─ where he comes from, they have charms shaped like this. they're s'pposed to be for um . . . for good luck. to keep you safe from a monster in the wind. it─ i-it didn't work. ”

she turns to face them, stormy gray eyes hidden under poorly cut bangs. she doesn't know what to call micah, where to slot them in her understanding of the world. six only knew that they're not a monster, but that raises the question of if you're not a monster, what are you ? “ do . . . do you believe in that ? good luck charms ? that, a . . . a something could keep you safe ? ”


I TILT MY HEAD OUT OF SOFT WONDER when you ask me this one night : “ haven’t you heard the stories ? ” a shake is given in response, although curiosity is bright across the heterochromic eyes. you are a child of strange and wonderful things, feral sunshine. i may not know much of your world, but i am content to learn more about both of its beauty and horrors if i must. “ you're asking a storyteller, six stars, ” i say with a warm smile, giggling at your nickname that'll always tickle me, “ but i don't think i'm familiar with them . . . care to tell me a tale or two ? i'd love to hear them ! ” i do hope what @devouraes can share to me won't be too terrifying . . .
