This sentiment

I just cannot let go of this concept.

Still waiting for our girl's, Charlie, character Arc because sweet baby fawn she is just giving oblivious priviliged girl vibes and is not pretty. She doesn't seem like I adult, not even a young, just getting bearings of the world, adult. She sounds like a teen.

And Vaggie is the responsible adult whom parents her partner. She spends this season so "preocuppied" with the hotel, not caring about Angel or Alastor, for that matter. Just saying sorrying and enunciating worry doesn't translate is genuine empathy. Her daddy is a schmuck, ok, the story tell us that. What is she? The alternative leardership, even with not in a monarchy contest? How? Hazbin story is near its middle (season 2 of 5?) and the ways to show that she got it is just lacking - no, one song in Cannibal Town it's not enough if its pretty much that.

Look, I'm rating in broken english 'cause I really LIKE Charlie and the strength to be earnest and kind in HELL is such a good concept. And I don't know its gonna me well developed in the series at all?

i made a thing. Not quite good, but still.

Contrary to popular belief, winter roses are not the only representatives of northern flora.

Of course, they are by far the largest and most showy, with their almost violet center extending to indigo petals. But, what most foreigners don't understand is exactly the amount of work that must be done to get a flower like this.

They are sensitive, so much that they end up being more common in the warmer parts of the North, if not only inside glass gardens; their flowering time is unpredictable -  even without someone touching the soil - and one does not need to comment the announced disaster that is trying to share their beds with some vegetable or any other plant.

For something so beautiful, they are a real nightmare. Even more so when there is so much variety outside. 

Wild flowers, wee things, growing in clumps in the middle of trails, close to rotten tree trunks, among the stones of the houses and at the cemetery gates. White, mauve, yellow, orange, red. Some for tea, others for the fruit they will give soon after; without so much perfume, but with so much color in return. They are just there, without care or attention; giving your own way to survive.

I’m writing again. FINALLY. 

Chapters: 13/? Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jon Snow/Robb Stark, Robb Stark/Margaery Tyrell, Jon Snow/Margaery Tyrell, Jon Snow/Robb Stark/Margaery Tyrell Characters: Jon Snow, Robb Stark, Catelyn Tully Stark, Ned Stark, Bran Stark, Arya Stark, Rickon Stark, Tyrion Lannister, Margaery Tyrell Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Gender Changes, Slow Burn, The slowest, Female Jon Snow, Cousin Incest, Polyamory, Maybe - Freeform, i will try, Fem!Jon Snow, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Coming of Age, Many winterfell shenanigans, Marge will show up way ahead, bear with me, Explicit Language Series: Part 1 of A Song of Ice and Snow Summary:

Although more fortunate than others, Lyarra Snow is a bastard. Her place, however much she had the love of his brothers and his father, never seemed to be Winterfell. She fits, but narrowly. And for all her life, she thought it would always be this way.

Robb Stark is the eldest. He seeks to be an obedient son, a good son. He seeks to be like his father and to look after his siblings. But there is something shameful that he keeps locked inside, and for all his life, he thought he would never tell a soul about it.