I Love When My Mutual Who Delete Their Blogs Come Back And Find Me. That Shit Means Alot Fr .. Like Damn

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Mushy May Day 10: Love Notes

Pairing: Cumulus/Cirrus

Characters: Cumulus, Cirrus

Tags: Fluff, Love Latters

Word count: 289

Summary: Mushy May Day 10

Cirrus gets a letter from Cumulus while on tour.

Fic below the cut or in ao3

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Cirrus was in her bunk, resting as she wondered if she should call Cumulus - even if it was currently nighttime for the other ghoulette and she knew that there was no way that her mate would be awake - when Perpetua walked up to her, “There’s mail for you.” Said the human as he left a letter on her bunk and walked away.

Cirrus immediately cheered up as she picked up the carefully sealed letter, it had a wax seal with the air symbol on it and a piece of lavented attached to it. She immediately knew that it was from her lovely mate. She opened the letter, careful to not break the paper and seal too much.

“Hello my cloud,

It’s been busy here in the ministry these weeks you’ve been away, yet I still think about you every minute of my days and nights. I miss you like never before,  but I don’t wish to pull you away from the tour. I know that you enjoy it, and that’s more than enough for me. I hope the new Papa is treating you well.

I can’t wait to see you again, I’m planning to take you out to the lake once you get back, we can stargaze together surrounded by the flowers and catch up. I hope you’re having fun out there.

Forever yours,

Cumulus <3”

Cirrus couldn’t wait for that to happen, she walked to the front of the bus and found Perpetua. “Hey, papa? Do you mind if I send a letter back to the ministry?” She asked. “No, you can go ahead and write it, I’ll make sure it gets there.”

Cirrus smiled, found a pen and some paper around the bus and got to writing.

with tumblr often glitching and unfollowing people on accident, reblog this if it is okay for (former) mutuals to message you if they notice you suddenly unfollowed them out of nowhere, asking if it was a mistake — granted if it wasn't, the person remains respectful of your decision and leaves it at that once they get an answer.

everyone can reblog this, but i figure this is especially good for those of us who use the (soft) blocking feature if we decide to unfollow someone instead of just unfollowing. this way, we can be alerted if tumblr has unfollowed a friend of ours without us noticing, as well as the other mutual not having to have anxiety about you suddenly hating them or worrying that you'll get upset for them asking if it was a mistake or not.

this, of course, does not mean that you are okay with people pushing to continue conversations with you if you say you unfollowed them. let's all be adults here.

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let’s settle this shit but do NOT reblog if you’re gonna be modest about it like a little BITCH. anyway privilege check tell me which ones apply to you: hot, funny, can dance, can do math, can spell, can drive, can cook

writing fanfiction is just. i’m being so creative and original. i’m plagiarizing everyone by accident. i’m a genius. i’m cringe. i’m too angsty. i’m too cheesy. this is not in character. it doesn’t matter that it’s not in character because these are my characters now. i love my hobby. this is the worst possible use of my time. i’m seeking validation. i’m projecting my own personal problems onto this story and i’m barely hiding it. i know so many words and i’m using all of them wrong. im on tumblr posting about it instead of writing it.

I'm just going to drop this homemade beauty here

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