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 Posted: Wed Oct 09, 2024 8:59 pm
And when I need to just sit down
Sometimes I act like I know
But I'm really just a kid
With two corks in his eyes
And a bully in his head  Slʮtɦeɾiƞ Fσuɾtɦ Yeɑɾ 🌻 Iɗeɑlist 🌻 🍀☯🌷☮Lyric was happy to be back to the Herbology club since he actually had a project he wanted to work on this year with grafted plants. Plus he could finally give Tàmhas and Seb the stars he had worked so hard on over the summer. He'd tried to just carry the jars with him on the chance that he could give it to his friend during one of their classes but he'd gotten busy and kept forgetting. It wasn't even their OWL year and yet the professors were giving out homework and pre-tests like it was right around the corner! He just sighed loudly from his thoughts though smiled as his vervain petals brushed across his cheeks tickling him slightly. He'd gotten an idea after helping Eula in the club this past summer to potentially cross germinate the vervain plant with the squill potentially making a very potent healing paste. One of the dancers mentioned how it was getting expensive to purchase their usual heel paste made with the plant because some crops had been lost due to a harsh winter and late spring. He knew that at fourteen he wasn't about to revolutionize medicine as the world knew it but he was at least hoping that neither plants withered and died at his first attempts at grafting.
Lyric waved, or at least tried as his hands were full with two potted plants, towards those he was familiar with before finding a luckily empty bench to deposit his work onto. He didn't bother to wipe off any dirt or soil that fell onto him since, yknow why bother, as he walked over to Tàmhas to fill out the usual form but also deliver his goods (sotospeak). "Hey Tàmhas, I really like your crown. Really matches, well, everything really." he chuckled taking in all the complimentary colors. "Also, I've been meaning to give you this but I haven't had the time, plus you're like, really really busy so I knew I'd at least see you here." Lyric tried, probably failing, to explain as he slid off his backpack to reach inside and pull out his (honestly by now) customary container of paper stars. "I figured yknow, putting in a star shaped jar would like, double the luckiness." he grinned a bit shy as he passed it to the older boy.
I wanna make
A colour that no one else has seen before
I wanna be so much more
I hope that she
Looks at me and thinks, "s**t, he is so pretty"
Something I can't believe
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2025 3:30 am
 ✵ Nic ✵ Nicholas Hue Hayward-Ye ✵----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- xxxxxxxxx(Gryffindor Seventh Year Prefect) (Half-blood-part-nymph) (Herbology Club and Namaste Club Captian) (Quidditch Captain and Beater)(Part time Quidditch Announcer)
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2025 11:48 am
xx❀ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Greenhouses
xxx❀ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Nic
xxxx❀ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Herbology club
xxxxx❀ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Oooh!!!! Plants!
Of all the clubs she'd heard about at school, Herbology was the one she was most looking forward to. Clover absolutely loved plants, and not just because she was a half-nymph. Back home in the grove, she had formed a special bond with all the plants and she was looking forward to forging bonds with all the new magical plants at the school. Humming happily, she'd been waiting in the greenhouses for the club to start and as soon as she saw the older student, Clover drifted over to the greenhouse where the club met. "Goodest of afternoons to you. My name is Clover. It's the greatest pleasure to meet you!" Clover smiled happily and offered her hand to shake before pushing her hair back behind her ears. The pointed tips of her ears were clearly visible now, but she didn't care. Clover had already learned that humans were surprisingly more tolerant than the nymphs of her grove. In fact, the nice Herbology professor who acted as a go-between for the governess and the grove was a common sight amongst the humans and no one judged her harshly. So it was perfectly fine for Clover to expose her half-human nature.
I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ! Sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ sʜᴀʀᴘ, sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ
Iᴛ's ɴᴏᴛ sʏᴍᴍᴇᴛʀɪᴄᴀʟ ᴏʀ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ, ᴜᴛ ɪᴛ's ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ's ᴍɪɴᴇ
I ɢʀᴏᴡ ʀᴏᴡs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴏᴡs ᴏғ ʀᴏsᴇs, ғʟᴏʀ ᴅᴇ ᴍᴀʏᴏ, ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʟᴇ
I ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ, ᴘʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ᴘᴏsᴇs, sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʜɪᴅᴇs ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴍʏ sᴍɪʟᴇ
Wʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ I ᴅᴏ ɪғ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ I ᴡᴀs ғᴇᴇʟɪɴ' ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ?
Wʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ I ᴅᴏ ɪғ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ?
Iᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ? Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇ?
A ʜᴜʀʀɪᴄᴀɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴊᴀᴄᴀʀᴀɴᴅᴀs, sᴛʀᴀɴɢʟɪɴɢ ғɪɢs, ʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ᴠɪɴᴇs
Pᴀʟᴍᴀ ᴅᴇ ᴄᴇʀᴀ ғɪʟʟs ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ ᴀs I ᴄʟɪᴍʙ ᴀɴᴅ I ᴘᴜsʜ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ!
Wʜᴀᴛ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴄᴀɴ I ᴅᴏ?
Cᴀɴ I ᴅᴇʟɪᴠᴇʀ ᴜs ᴀ ʀɪᴠᴇʀ ᴏғ sᴜɴᴅᴇᴡ? Cᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ, ɪᴛ's ᴄᴀʀɴɪᴠᴏʀᴏᴜs!
A ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴏ! I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sʜɪᴠᴇʀ ᴏғ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ
I'ᴍ sᴏ sɪᴄᴋ ᴏғ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ, I ᴡᴀɴᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴜᴇ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ?
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2025 12:27 pm
I felt what the pain from true sadness is like
I really need your embrace
I'm like a moth to a flame
But when my feelings with you, I am longer confused
I am teary-eyed, but with you, they start to dry  Slʮtɦeɾiƞ Seνeƞtɦ Yeɑɾ 🌻 Heɾɓσlσɠʯ Clʋɓ Cɑptɑiɳ 🌻 Iɗeɑlist 🌻 🍀☯🌷☮Lyric had some bittersweet feelings as he began to get the greenhouse ready for the first club meeting of the year. His last first club meeting. Goodness, time went by way too quickly. He remembered his actual first ever meeting when he'd been barely taller than the welcome table he was levitating against the wall. He wondered if this was how Nic and Tam had felt their last year, it certainly put a few things in perspective. As he began setting out the forms, pencils, he grinned lightly as he also put out the small flower bracelets he'd made (he figured for at least the first day, the bracelets would be easier to grab and distribute), a water filled beverage dispenser with some cups he borrowed from the student kitchen (he'd bring it back before Alice even noticed it gone) and lil grab and go backs of homemade trail mix. Thanks to some of the ladies at the club, Eula, and even Su over the summer, when they weren't busy, have been helping him with his lack of culinary skils. Lyric wouldn't say he was a great cook now-not even close-but he could confidently say he hadn't been worried about a fire extinguisher at least the last two times he cooked. Plus trail mix was easy peasy; just mix stuff that tasted good and then, voila! He made two separate ones and made sure to mark which was which for anyone who had a nut allergy since he really didn't want to be the first club leader to kill someone. That was not a legacy he felt like leaving. Once the table was all set up, he moved on to clearing up the work spaces and making sure things were safe and available. He was refilling a nearby planter when he heard footsteps and turned to see three familiar faces.
"Adlai, Bryn, and Chabbit! It's awesome seeing you guys, welcome in!" Lyric cheerfully grinned and waved at the two boys. Adlai returned the grin and wave before heading to his usual station while Bryn gave him a smaller smile (a win was a win!) but hesitated over at the table near the snacks.
"Feel free to grab whichever one you want, just know one doesn't have any nuts in it. Also, is your brother around? I have some stuff i want to talk with him about. Not bad stuff!" He threw in quickly not wanting to the younger boy to think otherwise. Thankfully, Bryn gave a soft huff while tucking away a snack bag into his pocket "He's coming, just talking." Was all the second year told him, much to Lyric's amusement, before he too went over to a bench and began pull out his stuff to work with his bunny friend sitting comfortably beside him. He hoped Bryn had told Mea he was coming ahead of him this time.
And when I fall apart
And when my head is in pieces
You pull me out the dark
Always you and me, you and me, you're my dynamite
You're my guiding star
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2025 1:34 pm
xxꕥ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Greenhouse No. 5
xxxꕥ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Bryn & Chabbit, Lyric, Adlai
xxxxꕥ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Herbology Club
xxxxxꕥ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I hope Lyric likes these cookies! So far, this year had been great. Everything sounded so crisp, which was fantastic. But now it was time for clubs to open and he was in a fair few of them. Secretly, his favorite was Herbology club, led by Lyric. He'd even spent time in the kitchen to make a special treat for his friend's final year. It was crazy to think Lyric was about to graduate! He sighed softly as he ran a hand through his hair, still a bit grumpy that he had a pretty sharp undercut from the summer. But at least hair was starting to grow back in, plus the shaggy top part hid some of it. Walking in, he saw his little brother had already beaten him there with Chabbit. "Hey Bryn and Chabbit! Hi Lyric! Hi Adlai! I brought in a treat, 'specially for you." He grinned brightly, setting down the carrying tray. He snapped the lid off, revealing some shortbread jam cookies designed to look like flowers. "They're not the prettiest, but I helped my Nana make jam this summer, so all that's homemade, right from her garden!" Food was supposed to be tasty, not necessarily pretty, but he had been hoping for a bit of both. Either way, he was happy to bring them.
{{Wearing :: Everyday}}
I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sʜɪɴᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴜᴘ
Rᴜɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏғᴛᴏᴘs 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʏ
I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴄʟɪᴍʙ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ
Sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴀʟʟ ᴡʜᴇɴ I'ᴍ ʜᴏᴡʟɪɴɢ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʏ
I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴀʏ ʟᴏᴡ, ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs
Sᴏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴅᴀʏs, I ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ
I'ᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʀʏɴᴀ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ
I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴀʏ ʟᴏᴡ, ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs
Sᴏ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ, I ɢᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ʙᴇᴅ, sᴛᴀʏ ᴜᴘ
Sᴛᴀʏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜs
Aɴᴅ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴏsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ɴᴏ
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2025 2:50 pm
 Natalya 'Talya' Stepanovich Patrovna
Hufflepuff | Second Year | Twelve Years Old | Single
Of the clubs and classes, she was a part of at Hogwarts, Talya’s favourite subject by a mile was Herbology. At home, she had her own section of the greenhouse where she grew her own plants, including some water plants with magical properties. Her activities in the greenhouse were monitored to be sure she wasn’t working with anything too dangerous, and she was known to ride out on horseback to conduct Herbological expeditions of her own. It was the result of one such journey that brought her to Hogwarts. Talya was determined to make the best of her situation. Her only gripe was having to wait until Third Year to be a Club Mentor.
That Sunday afternoon, she walked down to the greenhouses, wearing jeans, trainers, and a sweatshirt that she wasn’t concerned about getting dirty. Tucked under her arm was her bag containing her Herbology tools and the book she started compiling when she began working in the garden, containing diagrams and her notes on various plants and their medicinal and potion uses. Most of the plants were from around home; however, she added new plants to her notes since starting school in England.
Arriving at the greenhouse, Talya had a bright smile and she said excitedly, “Hi, everybody. Um, I brought a treat for the first meeting.” Looking around, she was glad she thought to make treats, as she would have felt bad for not bringing something, seeing she wasn’t the only one. Out of her bag was a sizeable Tupperware tub, which she filled with soft-baked sugar cookies, which she decorated with various colourful icings to look like the many plants they worked on in the greenhouses.
Looking around, Talya sat down next to Bryn and Chabbit, and she said in a cheerful tone, “Hi, Bryn. Hi, Chabbit.” She then leaned in and said in a conspiratorial tone, so only Bryn and Chabbit could hear, “Hey, guys, heard what happened last year. Anybody give you two trouble, just let me know, and I’ll deal with it.” As she saw it, she was accustomed to saddling, riding, and controlling half-ton creatures with hooves and an attitude; she was sure she set somebody straight if she needed to.
 "This is the way to the freedom I've only dreamed of
These are the wings I was never allowed to try
Come closer and hear me, there's a world out there to see
I say this day belongs to me
This is the door I have waited so long to open
This is the day when I'm given my room to breathe
One chance in a lifetime, and my name is on the key
I say this day belongs to me. I believe it
If the stars are in my corner I'll have love and laughter
This day belongs to me"
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2025 6:41 pm
I felt what the pain from true sadness is like
I really need your embrace
I'm like a moth to a flame
But when my feelings with you, I am longer confused
I am teary-eyed, but with you, they start to dry Slʮtɦeɾiƞ Seνeƞtɦ Yeɑɾ 🌻 Heɾɓσlσɠʯ Clʋɓ Cɑptɑiɳ 🌻 Iɗeɑlist 🌻
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2025 7:32 pm
xx❀ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Greenhouse 4
xxx❀ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Lyric, Bryn, Adlai, Meallan, Talya
xxxx❀ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Herbology club!!!
xxxxx❀ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Yay!!!
Clover was always excited whenever it was time for Herbology club because she absolutely loved working with plants. Not to mention that the greenhouses were always so warm and it made her feel nice and cozy. The tips of her nymph ears were poking through her hair as she walked into the greenhouse, shirking her jacket by the door and placing it out of the way. "Beautiful day everyone!" she practically sang out as she looked around at all her friends. While some people liked to wear gloves while gardening, Clover didn't mind a little dirt getting on her hands. In fact, if she didn't get dirt on her hands, could she really call herself a half-nymph? There was a little station set up where she was growing a bunch of different flowers that she thought were beautiful. She planned to give them to her friends as a gift of her love. After greeting her friends, she headed over to the plants and began to prune and water them, singing quietly to her plants as she worked. When she began to sing, her eyes started to sparkle with the brightest green, her nymphic magic affecting the area around her.
I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ! Sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ sʜᴀʀᴘ, sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ
Iᴛ's ɴᴏᴛ sʏᴍᴍᴇᴛʀɪᴄᴀʟ ᴏʀ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ's ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ's ᴍɪɴᴇ
I ɢʀᴏᴡ ʀᴏᴡs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴏᴡs ᴏғ ʀᴏsᴇs, ғʟᴏʀ ᴅᴇ ᴍᴀʏᴏ, ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʟᴇ
I ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ, ᴘʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ᴘᴏsᴇs, sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʜɪᴅᴇs ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴍʏ sᴍɪʟᴇ
Wʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ I ᴅᴏ ɪғ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ I ᴡᴀs ғᴇᴇʟɪɴ' ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ?
Wʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ I ᴅᴏ ɪғ I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ?
Iᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ? Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇ?
A ʜᴜʀʀɪᴄᴀɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴊᴀᴄᴀʀᴀɴᴅᴀs, sᴛʀᴀɴɢʟɪɴɢ ғɪɢs, ʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ᴠɪɴᴇs
Pᴀʟᴍᴀ ᴅᴇ ᴄᴇʀᴀ ғɪʟʟs ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ ᴀs I ᴄʟɪᴍʙ ᴀɴᴅ I ᴘᴜsʜ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ!
Wʜᴀᴛ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴄᴀɴ I ᴅᴏ?
Cᴀɴ I ᴅᴇʟɪᴠᴇʀ ᴜs ᴀ ʀɪᴠᴇʀ ᴏғ sᴜɴᴅᴇᴡ? Cᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ, ɪᴛ's ᴄᴀʀɴɪᴠᴏʀᴏᴜs!
A ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴏ! I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ sʜɪᴠᴇʀ ᴏғ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ
I'ᴍ sᴏ sɪᴄᴋ ᴏғ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ, I ᴡᴀɴᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴜᴇ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ?
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2025 11:03 pm
xxꕥ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Greenhouse No. 5
xxxꕥ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Bryn & Chabbit, Lyric, Adlai, Talya, Clover
xxxxꕥ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Herbology Club
xxxxxꕥ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I hope Lyric likes these cookies!
Meallan was pretty excited to be at Herbology club. He really, really loved this one, and really any excuse to spend time in the greenhouse. He was extra happy when Lyric said his cookies looked great. He couldn't help but grin at the comments. "I'm really happy! My Nana taught me to make them when I was recovering from surgery." He was really happy to share, and also glad that Nana Nora had taught him. He liked learning new recipes, after all, especially if they were ones he could share with his friends.
After getting direction, Mea set the tray on the table beside the fancy trail mix. Talya hurried in next, also with a bunch of cookies. Meallan glanced over at her when she mentioned Bryn's issues last year, even though she was being quiet. Thankfully, the remote and secondary sound receiver for his new ears was on the table. He had hoped the issues with Bryn would be mostly relaxed by now, because he wasn't sure his baby brother could handle another fight with Rian. It'd just about broken his heart last year!
When Lyric asked if they could talk for a bit, even promising it was nothing bad. "Oh, sure! I'd love to talk." He walked over to his friend, a smile still on his face. Clover then appeared in the Greenhouse, singing a happy tune to the plants. Man, Mea had missed all these sounds last year!
{{Wearing :: Everyday}}
I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sʜɪɴᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴜᴘ
Rᴜɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏғᴛᴏᴘs 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʏ
I ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴄʟɪᴍʙ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ
Sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴀʟʟ ᴡʜᴇɴ I'ᴍ ʜᴏᴡʟɪɴɢ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʏ
I ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴀʏ ʟᴏᴡ, ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs
Sᴏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴅᴀʏs, I ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ
I'ᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛʀʏɴᴀ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ
I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴀʏ ʟᴏᴡ, ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs
Sᴏ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ, I ɢᴇᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ʙᴇᴅ, sᴛᴀʏ ᴜᴘ
Sᴛᴀʏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜs
Aɴᴅ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴏsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ɴᴏ
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Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2025 10:46 am
I felt what the pain from true sadness is like
I really need your embrace
I'm like a moth to a flame
But when my feelings with you, I am longer confused
I am teary-eyed, but with you, they start to dry Slʮtɦeɾiƞ Seνeƞtɦ Yeɑɾ 🌻 Heɾɓσlσɠʯ Clʋɓ Cɑptɑiɳ 🌻 Iɗeɑlist 🌻
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