Lydibug

@loopylin

Lucille

“I like roses but they’re better without the sharp parts.” Lucy pulled a loose rose off the wall and pinched off all the thorns she could find. She handed it to Mel. “We have hydrangeas and chocolate lace in our courtyard.”

She muttered the name chocolate lace to herself. It reminded her of a time she found dried chocola…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Melissa

Mel considered this. “Hm… no. She was just kinda weird.”

She skipped ahead, twirling in circles as she admired the roses and plants around her. “It’s so pretty here, isn’t it? A good place to get lost.”

The path continued in a straight line, seemingly endlessly. As they walked, it gradually got narrower and narrower, and…[Read more]

Aw it didn’t work:(  It’s supposed to be squiggly.

Anyways, you guys should try the website wiggly paint. It’s so much fun.

I wanna see if this will actually post correctly

@keilah-h

You have several hours remaining. If you don’t write something, you will be cursed for all eternity. *Severe glare*

XD If you’re still tired from your trip then take as much time as you need

@savannah_grace2009
It was such a sensitive read for me because I could tell how important it was to you. I found myself getting upset from reading it so I had to take a break, but I’m glad I read it.

I hope you’ve come to peace with a lot of these things. And if not, it’s good you wrote about them. My mom has talked about how important it is to…[Read more]

@loopylin

Also, I’ll share some snippets when I finish things.

And I will inevitably fangirl when you do

@keilah-h

Stuffiiiiieeesss!

Whalekeeper goes after me right?

Yeah, but I’m in a predicament. XD My dad likes my latest drawing so much, he asked me not to post it anywhere on the internet. “AI is not allowed to swallow it.” His form of a serious compliment.

I’m humoring his request. I’m still working on this piece so y’all are gonna have to wait until I draw something l…[Read more]

@whalekeeper Yayy thank you <3 I really need pestering.

I don’t have any word count goals. I just need to write 30min a day. Except maybe Sunday. I’ll keep Sunday optional. And writing for role plays doesn’t count. Also, I’ll share some snippets when I finish things. Probably not so much of Paper Stars, but definitely some Inky scenes. :]

As someone who is very invested in your projects, you don’t have to ask twice. I would love to pester you about Inky world and Paper Stars. I need them to exist. I mean, technically they don’t have to exist, but I would be excited if they did.

@koshka @ellette-giselle

Dante

“Huh.” Dante scooted closer on the couch, and listened curiously as they continued.

I probably won’t rp much, so feel free to skip my turns

@hyrbridlore @everyone

Thanks for checking in! <3 I was gonna post an update a couple days ago but forgot 😝

Ok so, she had an appointment/meeting with the doctors on Thursday, and there they decided that the next course of action is surgery. I don’t think this is removal of the tumor, it’s just to check her lymph nodes and make sure the can…[Read more]

@loopylin

Lucille

Lucy slowly let go of the vine and walked a few paces, studying the way forward.

Ahead of them was a narrow path with arches over it – an overgrown arbor. Yellow roses and leaves grew so thick that the wood beams were almost completely hidden, like furniture draped in a golden blanket. The leaves fluttered in the breeze,…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle @koshka

Dante

Dante understood about the first five words of the conversation, before getting completely lost. He didn’t know what they were talking about, or why they suddenly decided to read a book together. The scene of the two together, hunched over the book, reminded Dante of when he was first taught to read. The memory…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Mel

“Taken?” Mel half slid, half climbed down the vine, her feet landing in a puddle at the bottom. “Taken by who?”

@keilah-h

Yep. See near bottom of page 52

@loopylin

Lucille

“Speaking of, I’m starved.”

The wall ended. Lucy found one of the vines tangled on the top, a thick silver tendril, and hacked at it with her hatchet. One end of it fell to the ground, and she slid down it like a drainpipe.

She looked up at Mel, holding the vine steady. “So you didn’t get taken?”