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camcamw1uc3114 · 21 days

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name moodboard for “leon” for @luv-life-luv

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camcamw1uc3114 · 2 months

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so me coded tho

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camcamw1uc3114 · 2 months

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Ms. Campbell aesthetic ✨

#mood board #tooth fairy #tooth fairy r1999 #reverse 1999 #tooth fairy aesthetic

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camcamw1uc3114 · 3 months

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#mood board #aesthetic board #moodboard #chaotic academia #dark academia aesthetic #dark blue

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camcamw1uc3114 · 8 months

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“What do you want to do when you grow up?”

I want to be the librarian of a haunted library with ladders for bookshelves. Without ghost(s) is okay but I’d enjoy talking to a fellow booklover who adores books not only until but after their death.

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camcamw1uc3114 · 8 months

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I’ve spent too much time looking for red things on Pinterest

#mood board #aesthetic board #moodboard #red aesthetic #red #red moodboard

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camcamw1uc3114 · 8 months

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I want to go back to June.

#mood board #aesthetic board #moodboard #summer aesthetic #summer #retro moodboard #vsco girl

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camcamw1uc3114 · 8 months

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star gazing at the beach, enjoying the last days of summer as august is slipping away.

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“I’ve just ran pass a flower shop and look what I have!” Luc tilted up from his phone as Della ran on the white sand toward him, a bouquet of daffodil in her arms.

“Awwww, pretty flowers. Bright yellow, suit your hair. It will look better in the morning though.” He nodded. It was nearly 10 p.m on the beach. You can imagine how lack of lights it was.

“I bought it for you, actually.” She handed him the flowers. “You know, late-night jogging around the neighborhood, seeing some cute blossom by the street and immediately thought of that one person waiting for me at home.”

Della was grinning, innocently and absolutely adorably, as if melting him with a heart-warming little surprise is nothing. Luc wanted to hug her, but he couldn’t help noticing, “I love them, darling, really beautiful and the scent is so so so nice and all that. But by thinking of me, did you mean the Greek myth about it or…”

“You’re right. But aren’t they actually lovely despite the “you’re a narcissist” meaning?”

“Yeah, totally. I’d stay optimistic and remember that I was there in your mind while you were out.”

That statement earned him some soft chuckles from Del. She asked, “Since when have you not?” as she flopped down next to him on the mat. “I remember telling you that multiple times. Your ego doesn’t need to be bigger, but spoiling you is probably my duty, isn’t it?”

No, it was not. But Luc was not going to say that, because he was busy fiddling with his flowers, carefully not to ruin them. Luc would definitely brag about it to anyone in the household until those daffodils dried. For now, they were delicate, despite the darkness falling over them, shading the golden petals, he could imagine the twinkling sight of them in his room when he woke up the next morning.

Undeniably, Della had been stuffing him with gifts and kisses and hugs all the time. But then, throwing roaches and punching did balance the relationship between them, and Luc did not mind that anyway. Surprises were thrilling, no matter sweet or brutal. And who wouldn’t jumped in for the thrill head-first, fearless? Especially when Della was the one dragging you?

“Thank you.”

“For spoiling you? Unusual respond, weirdo.” She rolled her eyes, the coner of her lips twitched up into a smirk.

“For anything you’ve ever done to me and for me. I love you.”

“Who doesn’t?” She said, perhaps automatically, but then added in, “Just kidding, I love you too. But you don’t need to look at me like that, they’re just some plants, nothing much.”

“I adore them, that’s count. And I think you’re the best thing that’s ever been mine, that’s count too.” He was about to say something about wanting to keep her by his side forever, even though both of them might die anytime soon. And since when did Della want commitment? Yeah, so he had been asking that same question until they got together five years ago, and everything has changed, but something in her mind stayed unpredictable.

Even Luc could not tell exactly what did he want to do for the future, anyway, so who was he to complain? Though, life without Della was inconceivable, probably she was going to be there also.

If Del weren't around, who would drag him to the bookstore at least once a week? Who would sit on the counter and read while Luc cooked? Who would annoy him every single day and then kiss him tenderly? And, of course, who would run to the beach to bring him flowers at 10 in the evening? He doubt there was a convincing answer to those questions.

“Luc, would you mind if I call you princess?” Great, he was thinking about questions with no answers and she blurted out with an actual ridiculous one.

“You can call me whatever you want, but why?”

“Because it is super cringy? Because you look like the kind of dude says “fuck off bitch, I’m getting the crown” while support the princess to follow her heart?” She made a face at him, then turned her gaze to the ocean, “But if you are my princess, I will give you proper princess treatment.”

“Okay, first of all, people don’t throw roaches at princesses.”

“Make sense. Anyway, why are we out here?”

Oh, he hadn’t told her his actual reason for sitting on the beach this late at night yet.

In New York, it got really hard spotting the stars in the night. In a peaceful coastal town, it was significantly easier. No light pollution and no skyscrappers, much better.

“Look up, Del.” He said, and their shoulders brushed.

“Wow.” Della whispered. “So this is the Midnights aesthetic.”

“Yup, Bejeweled coded.” Luc sneaked a glance at her as he casually pulled her into his arms. She was even more glittering than starlights, and not technically, just the way her eyes gleaming and her hair tousled by the wind, imperfectly perfection. There are millions of glowing dots up there, illuminating the blondie leaning on him down here.

She said, still staring at the dome above, “The sky is so beautiful.”

And he replied, his eyes on her, “Yes, it is.”

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camcamw1uc3114 · 8 months

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So, this is a floral themed moodboard (which is not my usual content) because I have some idea to share.

I’ve just found out that about 88% men don’t receive flowers til their funeral, and that’s kinda sad tbh. Flowers are adorable, they smell sooooo good and they make other things pretty, right? Anyway, I love blossom and I just think most people, girls or guys, like them too.

And as a writer with OCs whom I see as my sons, I am having a special occasion in my own world, “giving your boys flowers” day (though in real life, this day is May 5th, and not too popular). Happy August 23rd to those who celebrates (me).

#aesthetic board #mood board #original character #moodboard #chaotic academia #flowers #flowers aesthetic #giving your boys flowers

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camcamw1uc3114 · 8 months

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