SlavsSolyanka

"My mix" on youtube playign Small hands- Keaton Henson right after "The world caves in" is another level of pain

SlavsSolyanka

Hello, unfortunately I’ve lost interest in countryhumans, and don’t plan on writing anything about them anymore.
          I will delete all my ch stories, so feel free to unfollow me if you’d like.
          Thank you for this awesome experience, have a nice day :)

SlavsSolyanka

Thank you!
            I’m sorry for making you feel sad, I hope you have a nice day
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Fnaduppet

@SlavsSolyanka Aw ):>
            Well that makes me real sad but I respect your decision
            I hope you’re happy with whatever you get into next
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SlavsSolyanka

How does one write fluff? What is the formula to create two happy characters that hug each other often, and make it seem legitamet?

PoorthingIam

@SlavsSolyanka  It also includes snuggling and anything else anyone would consider cute..
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SlavsSolyanka

Tomorrow I shall spawn into existence and become a 14 year old

PoorthingIam

@SlavsSolyanka Oh dear gods... Why is that so relatable....?
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SlavsSolyanka

@PoorthingIam a level closer t the end of the game, yea!! >:D
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PoorthingIam

@SlavsSolyanka Level up, niiiiiice!!!
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SlavsSolyanka

Deos everyone have that one fanfic that they always write, and are really passionate about, but never publish it for absolutley no reason or am I the only one like that?

bikutuFanta

@ SlavsSolyanka  you're not the only one. I have like 5 books that I write but I just don't publish it ıdk why ;-;
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SlavsSolyanka

my life now consists of listening to sad russian rap\rock while writting angsty fanfics and taking breaks by reading ATLA fan theories

SlavsSolyanka

@PoorthingIam Thats extremely simple.
            too simple in fact.
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PoorthingIam

@SlavsSolyanka Anyone who wants to join and help others!!
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SlavsSolyanka

@PoorthingIam Oh, that sounds nice
            Who shall we invite?
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SlavsSolyanka

I have a vivd image in my head. It consists of Britian, standing firmly on a sidewalk, that streches far and wide. The rain is pouring, as if it was it's last time, and the tea lover has no umbrella. The British lad's mind is filled with thoughts. Moslty thoughts asking where the bloody hell he is, and how he got there. Seemingly out of nowhere a phrase like no other rings throught his head. "Hinky-dinky Parlez-voice?" the thought asked.
          What the hell did I just come up with?

PoorthingIam

@SlavsSolyanka I'm confused.... Is that good?
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