#Poppy & Willow Flowers

[tealgoat]

Ghosts ocs from my "Most of Ghost" universe

#original character #my ocs #oc #my art #most of ghost #oh boy time for a lot of tags #seam #willow #auntie flowers #kipp #arthur #damien #8 #talia #otis #mordre #milton #lloyd #toast #poppy #shredder

[wherekizzialives]

The Small Things Spreading Joy: May 2024

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#bugle flowers #cardinal beetle #Chinese dogwood flowers #cowslips #ducklings #ducklings swimming #garlic mustard plant #great tit #hedge garlic #laburnum flowers #lilacs #may blossom #merganser ducks #moorhen chicks #moorhen chicks swimming #my photographs #rabbit kits #raven calls #ravens #red catchfly #rhododendrons #roses #spreading joy #The Small Things #tulips #water forget-me-not #Wear the Lilac #welsh poppies #white beam blossom #willow catkins

[thecupidwitch]

Elements And Their Correspondences

Earth

Direction: North

Time: Midnight

Season: Winter

Color: Green, brown

Zodiac: Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn

Ruling planets: Venus and Saturn

Tarot Cards: Pentacles, Coins

Tools: Pentacle, salt, stones, dirt, crystals, wood, flowers

Cystals: Emerald, Jet, tourmaline, quartz, onyx, azurite, amethyst, jasper, peridot, granite.

Animals: gopher, bear, wolf, ant, horse, stag, deer, dog, cow, bull, bison, snake, worms, moles, voles, grubs

Herbs: Oak, cedar, cypress, honeysuckle, ivy, primrose, sage, grains, patchouli, nuts, magnolia, comfrey, vetivert, moss, lilac, lichen, roots, barley, alfalfa, corn, rice.

Rules: Grounding, strength, healing, success, stability, sturdiness, steadfastness, foundations, empathy, fertility, death, rebirth, wisdom, nature, animals, plants, money, prosperity.

Water

Direction: West

Time: Dusk

Season: Fall

Color: Blue, Indigo, Sliver

Zodiac: Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces

Ruling planets: Moon, Neptune, Pluto

Tarot Cards: Cups

Tools: Ocean, sea glass, cup, bowl, seaweed, hag stones, cauldron

Cystals: Moonstone, pearl, silver, aquamarine, amethyst, blue tourmaline, lapis lazuli, fluorite, coral, blue topaz, beryl, opal, coral

Animals: fish, snake, frog, crab, lobster, eel, shark, dragonfly, seahorse, dolphin, sea otter, seal, whale, alligator, crocodile, beaver, octopus, penguin, salamander, turtle, starfish, koi, coral, barnacle, manta ray, manatee, jellyfish, nautilus, heron, duck, geese, crane, swan, water birds, ammonite, dragons, serpents

Herbs: seaweed, aloe, fern, water lily, lotus, moss, willow, gardenia, apple, catnip, chamomile, cattail, lettuce, kelp, birch, cabbage, coconut, cucumber, comfrey, eucalyptus, gourd, geranium, grape, licorice, lilac, pear, strawberry, tomato

Rules: emotion, intuition, psychic abilities, love, unconscious mind, fertility, self-healing, reflection, lunar energy, deep feelings, curses, death

Fire

Direction: South

Time: Noon

Season: Summer

Color: Red, Orange

Zodiac: Aries, Leo, Sagittarius

Ruling planets: Sun, Mars

Tarot Cards: Wands or Swords (depends on belief system)

Tools: Athame, candles, swords, wands, dagger, lamp, flame

Cystals: Carnelian, red jasper, bloodstone, garnet, ruby, agate, rhodochrosite, gold, pyrite, brass, fire opal, lavastone, tiger's eye

Animals: Lion, snake, coyote, fox, ladybug, bee, shark, scorpion, horse, mantis, tiger

Herbs: Cinnamon, cloves, ginger, allspice, basil, cacti, marigold, chilis, garlic, mustard, nettle, onion, heliotrope, hibiscus, juniper, lime, orange, red pepper, poppies, thistle, coffee, jalapenos, lemon, cumin, saffron, coriander

Rules: Energy, will, destruction, strength, courage, power, passion, lust, sexuality, anger, war, new beginnings, protection, loyalty, transformation, action, movement, achievement, creativity, desire, willpower

Air

Direction: East

Time: Down

Season: Spring

Color: Yellow, gold, white, light blue, pastels

Zodiac: Gemini, Libra, Aquarius

Ruling planets: Mercury, Jupiter, Uranus

Tarot Cards: Wands

Tools: Feather, wand, staff, incense, broom, bell, sword, pen

Cystals: Amber, topaz, citrine, jasper, agate, pumice, alexandrite, amethyst, fluorite, mica, clear quartz

Animals: Birds, flying insects, spiders, bats

Herbs: Bergamot, lavender, marjoram, peppermint, sage, dandelion, bluebell, clover, frankincense, primrose, lemongrass, pine, aspen, yarrow, violets, vervain, myrrh, dill, anise, aspen

Rules: Intelligence, wisdom, knowledge, logic, thought, communication, truth, inspiration, intuition, memory, creativity

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[ariadne-mouse]

Blue Perennem

Common names: taintflower, gooch poppy, grundlebundle, taint-patiens, pussy willow, butt-ercup, nether-lily, panty-petunia, chrysanthebum, down-low daisy (1)

Appearance: Leaves and stems are greyish or black, and similar in shape to those of a rose bush. Flowers are a vivid blue, each with six petals, and each petal bearing distinct variegation that resembles a screaming face.

Etymology: Most scholars agree Blue Perennem takes its name from Archaic Common word perennis, meaning "everlasting", possibly in reference to its survival in harsh environments or its use in healing medicines. However, folklore points to its origin in the Modern Common word perineum, which informs many all of its common names. The association of perineum with the flower itself is unclear. It may be that in some phenotypes, the center of the flower markedly resembles an anus, and thus the petals would be analogous to the aforementioned perineum.

Distribution: Blue Perennem is an uncommon flower native to the Grey Valley, a region of the Cliffkeep Mountains north of the Umbra Hills in Tal'Dorei. It can be found growing in areas rich with demonic energy, cursed magic, death, loss, or other sites where significant conflict has occurred.

Uses and cultivation: Blue Perennem is used in powerful restorative medicines, in particular those reversing damage caused by poisons. Cultivation is largely unsuccessful. Despite Blue Perennem's hardiness against the hazards of its native environment, it poorly tolerates transplanting. Advocates of the perineum-origin etymology point to this as an example countering the flower's association with "everlasting".

(1) the author received many unsolicited contributions for this entry from amateur arcano-botanists, especially for common names of the Blue Perennem. Most have been reluctantly included for the fulfillment of linguistic descriptivism, though this author doubts the validity of several of them, especially those from parties who made many submissions and were giggling as they handed over their papers.

#please note this is a comedy post and not a Lore post #though I have used some Lore of course #yes I spent about two hours doing this #it was well spent #please stay tuned for regularly scheduled liveblog activity #cr spoilers #ariadne draws CR #(what at thing to put in that tag) #c3e67 #c3 #critical role #op #fanart

[sallymareeq]

Under the Willow Tree

⚠️18+ [Minors DNI]⚠️

Summary:

"He moved a hand to your face, caressing your smooth cheek, and in that moment the world disappeared." A picnic under the willow tree with your "best friend" Todd. sappy lovey romantic poetic smut ok this will def become a series

Notes:

reader can be any race and weight as long as they are not bald :) comments are highly appreciated

It had been a year since the Welton Henley Hall merge and you had been living on the new west wing of the ‘strictly girls’ boarding houses for a while. Through classes you had finally made friends with boys you found respectable. You had your little group, Neil, Knox, Poppy, Charlie, Meeks and Pitts, Cameron, you and Todd.

You and Poppy had been the first to join Mr Keatings english class and she, being the extrovert she is, immediately connected with the horniest boy in the room, Dalton. Through being dragged along on awkward dates you did get to know Charlie and thankfully also his wingman Neil. Through Neil and Charlie you were introduced to the rest of the poets.

You began forming a connection with all of them, helping Neil rehearse for his plays because you loved to watch him act, working on a radio with Meeks and Pitts, going on walks with Knox to pick flowers, and getting study tips from Cameron.

But the time you cherished the most was the time you spent reading and writing and talking with Todd. Todd, like you, had a shy exterior, you had to be introduced by friends and at first your conversations were awkward and stilted, punctuated by furtive glances and blushed cheeks but eventually you just clicked. Todd soon became your best friend and you each saw a side of each other no one else had.

Late afternoons you would read Whitman under a willow tree in a hidden patch of the forest, sometimes Todd would get up and start dancing and laughing as he read, grabbing you by the hands to spin you around until you both tumbled over. One of Todd's favorite activities though was listening to you sing. Once he found out you could, he spent a week begging you to sing him something, even a little, until you finally agreed, under the condition that you got to play with his smooth, dirty blonde hair.

You had always wondered what it felt like, it always looked so soft and clean. So one warm Saturday afternoon, sitting on a blanket under the willow, Todd slowly lay his head in your skirt as you began to sing. An old gospel song you had learnt in sunday school, years ago,

As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good old way And who shall wear the robe and crown Good Lord, show me the way.

Todds eyelashes fluttered shut as you ran your fingers back through his hair, reveling in its softness,

O brothers let's go down Let's go down, come on down Come on brothers let's go down Down in the river to pray

A soft smile crossed his rosy lips and you began to notice the light dusting of freckles against his alabaster skin.

As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good old way And who shall wear the starry crown Good Lord, show me the way.

You stopped singing as Todd sat up, twisting so you faces were inches apart, his hair was messy, his lips slightly parted and his blue eyes were clouded with love. His hands were either side of you against the tree in an almost protective position and in a slow, dream-like trance you raised your hand to feel his cheek with your thumb. His skin was soft and warm and connecting to it like this stirred something inside you. He continued to breathe, staring longingly into your eyes as you moved your fingers across to his lips, so soft and inviting, his warm breath brushing your fingers. He moved a hand to your face, caressing your smooth cheek, and in that moment the world disappeared. You saw, as if from a bird's-eye view, two young lovers under a willow tree, body’s so close they shared the same air. A boy with his blue sweater, unbuttoned collar peeking out the top and khaki pants. A girl, her hair tied with a bow, wearing the boy's oversized cable knit sweater and a small skirt. You watched for a moment, admiring how perfect they looked together until you heard, or rather felt your name whispered against your lips.

‘Y/N’ the poet breathed ‘can i’ he glanced down at your rosy lips ‘may i kiss you?’

Your lips met fully as you fell into his warmth, he tasted like sunset and home. You lifted your chin as he pulled you in, gently placing a hand on the small of your back, pressing you as close as possible. You arched into him as you deepened the kiss longing to feel more of him, your hands moving from his warm chest to his soft hair. It felt like flying, kissing Todd Anderson, so gentle and yet so firm, so sweet and so lustful, a dance in perfect time. You broke the kiss, only to catch your breath and Todd rested his forehead against yours breathing, his now glossy lips revealing a row of perfect white teeth.

‘Wow’ he sighed

‘Wow’ you looked into his adoring eyes.

And as Todd opened his mouth to speak again a sudden need rushed through your body and you kissed him passionately. He was taken aback for a moment but quickly tightened his grip on your waist, holding your body's flush, together you rose to your knees as you leaned back into his hands. Todd kissed you hungrily, in a way you couldn't expect from him, and as your tongues met you felt yourself grow increasingly aroused at the closeness.

Todd slowly began kissing down your jaw to your neck eliciting soft moans as you began to tug at the hem of his sweater. He leaned back and removed it with a cat-like grin that you had never seen before but that made you want him more than possible. You lifted your arms as he removed your (well his) sweater and began feverishly unbuttoning your tight, white tshirt. His long fingers made quick work of your shirt as he pushed it down your shoulders, still kissing you hotly. He leaned back, hands on your waist, to admire your flawless skin. He ran a light hand over your collar bone as you melted to his touch, his hand traveled down your side, carefully avoiding your breast, to your stomach where he rubbed his thumb over the skin. He looked up at you through his long lashes then down at your low cut, blue floral bra, and more importantly your soft round breasts.

He glanced up again questioningly,

‘Please Todd’ you whispered ‘Touch me’

That confirmation was all he needed to cup his large hand around one of your breasts, kneading it softly and groaning at the feeling. He moved his head down toward them and glanced up a final time before his wet mouth connected with the skin covering your sternum. Slowly he traveled down your cleavage before moving to your left breast leaving small love bites in his wake. You hummed in pleasure as he pulled away the fabric, his hot breath hitting your exposed nipple. He sucked it into his mouth, tongue circling the sensitive skin causing you to whine breathily. Once he was satisfied with the left he moved on to the right still groping the left as he did. Once he had you leaning back on your arms, squirming and moaning his name he pulled away, you whined at the loss of connection until you saw him begin to unbutton his white shirt. You sat up staring longingly as more of his pale, lightly freckled chest was revealed, his muscles were taught and clearly visible, he looked as if he was carved from stone and as he shrugged off his shirt you felt your mouth begin to water. You sat up fully, holding him by the shoulders, cheeks touching as you breathed in his scent, distinctly masculine, like freshly washed sheets or a newly opened book, it filled your chest and stomach and back as you shut your eyes and basked in it. You moved together, not kissing, but breathing, feeling the pull of each other's energy.

You ran your hands down his freckled shoulders observing the rise and fall of his muscles, down his forearms covered in light blonde hairs, to his hands, silky and veined. You brought his hand to your mouth kissing the pads of his fingers and slowly inviting his pointer and middle into your mouth, you licked and sucked sensuously as he stared at the lustful sight. Drawing back, you licked saliva from your lips and continued your exploration. As you began kissing down his chest, feeling his warm skin you caught a glimpse of his bulge, straining against the front of his pants. He lowered himself onto his elbows as you savoured the feeling of his abs on your lips, you felt his hand brush through your hair to your cheek as he lifted your face and looked lovingly into your eyes.

‘hey, you know you don't have to do anything you don't want to right?’ Todd said earnestly

“Little you know” you began to quote as you sensually crawled up his body, ‘the subtle electric fire for your sake playing within me.’ you finished with a soft kiss to his lips.

‘Whitman’ He smiled

‘i fear i am in love’ you mused

‘And i quite the same’ he whispered hot against your lips ‘O to draw you to me, O to be yielded to you, coming naked to me at night,'

'And you to be yielded to me, in defiance of the world’ he spoke as if kissing, moving and breathing and teasing.

‘Your body to me is sweet, clean, loving, strong,’ you spoke kissing his jaw

‘Your eyes are more to me than poems,’ you began traveling back down his neck

‘Your lips do better than play music,’ down his hot chest

‘The lines of your cheeks, the lashes of your eyes, are eloquent to me,’ over the hills and valleys of his toned abdomen

‘This face is flavor’d fruit ready for eating.’ you unbuttoned his trousers

‘You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh,’ unzipping them slowly

‘You take of my hair, breast, hands, in return,’ kissing his hip bones

‘Our flesh, and even a part of our flesh,’you lock eyes with the sandy haired poet, light eyes now dark with lust,

‘seems more than senses and life.’ he finishes for you as you remove his trousers and boxers in one fluid motion, freeing his throbbing member.

Todd sucked in a breath, cock twitching at the sudden cold as it sprung from his boxers. You stared in awe at his glistening member, already dripping with precum, it was large, more than 6 inches, and erect. You looked up at him unsure.

‘I have never done this before’

‘Its ok’ Todd assured ‘I'll tell you what feels good and what doesn't’

And you trusted him to do so.

You leaned forward, taking the tip into your mouth as you tasted him, warm and slightly salty, but knowing it was Todds made it taste like lust. You lowered, taking as much into your mouth as you could, Todd hummed with pleasure and let out a low moan when you felt the tip hit the back of your throat.

‘Mm yes, perfect’

His praise swallowed you whole as you began acting on instinct, taking what couldn’t fit into your mouth in hand, you began to bob your head up and down, slowly hitting the back of your throat every time. Your mouth filled with saliva and precum, dripping out onto your chin. Todd lovingly used his free arm to hold back your hair as you worked. His head fell back as he continued to groan and whisper your name like a prayer. You felt him guide your head faster and you swirled your tongue slightly causing his hips to buck. This involuntary show of desire caused you to moan around his cock, sending vibration through his body, his lips came together to stifle a moan and he whispered breathlessly.

‘Fuck Y/N im getting close, should i-’

But his words were cut off by a long, drawn out ‘fuck-’ as you took his entire length into your hot, wet mouth. He gripped your hair tightly and you felt his cock twitch as hot salty liquid shot down your throat, you swallowed as much as you could, longing to be filled with his love, and as you pulled back, come and spit dripping from your chin to your breasts, he stared, open mouthed.

‘If I am to have so much, let me have more, Drunken and crazy with love, swing in its plummetless sea.’ he recited

You bashfully wiped your mouth as you sat back on your heels.

‘Oh my- that was perfect’ Todd spoke

His eyes scanned your body

‘i have never bared witness to something so breathtakingly beautiful’ he started, holding you with a loving gentleness, ‘so sweet, so lovely’ he smiled as he began to lay you down,’so kind and fulfilling’ he removed your skirt exposing your matching floral panties, now soaked, ‘and sensual’ he mouthed at your navel, ‘something i want’ he breathed pressing a kiss to your hip bone, ‘something i need’ kissing the other, he moved to face your hot core, leaving wet kisses up your thighs ‘bid away matters of the mind, and think only with your heart’ Your head falls back, mouth open wide as you arch into the feeling of Todd's wet tongue running over your panties, but before you can moan out his name he captures your lips in a wet, sensuous kiss, the friction of his tongue being replaced by his long, capable fingers. He hooks his fingers under the waist of the garment and looks to you for permission before slowly pulling them down.

‘I have never done this before either’ Todd admitted as he leaned forward to kiss you

‘I trust you Todd’ you felt him grow harder at your words.

With newfound confidence he tentatively swiped two fingers through your folds, stopping when he felt you shudder at contact with your sensitive bundle of nerves. He quickly glanced back up at you,

‘Good or bad?’ he questioned,

‘Good… really good’ you breathed as he began to circle your clit.

You stared lovingly into his face as he slowly widened his circles until he stopped at your entrance,

‘Todd’ you said softly,

‘Hm?’ he looked up at you in that Todd way, mouth slightly open, blue eyes innocently questioning, dirty blond hair parted to one side.

‘Im a virgin’ you breathed against his lips,

The thought had never crossed your mind since you came to Welton, Poppy had always talked about sex and how great Charlie was in bed but you had never met anyone you thought you could trust with your body, so open and vulnerable, until you met Todd. With him everything just felt so right, a perfect boy, a handsome man, a lover.

‘I want you to be the one’ you whispered,

He kissed you softly, much slower than before but something felt different, like he had transferred part of his soul with that kiss and just as slowly and with as much care, he pressed his warm finger into you. You both shut your eyes, enjoying the sensation, he groaned at the feeling of you clenching around his long nimble finger, growing almost unbearably hard. You moaned loudly as he curled his finger hitting a spot that sent a rush through you.

‘Please Todd- Please’ you whined biting your lip

‘Please what petal, please what?’ Todd urged, eager to please

‘Faster’ you panted.

Todd was a fast learner as he soon found a pace that had you heaving for breath and begging for more all at once, he slowed slightly but before you could complain he added a second finger, pumping them into your throbbing core.

You bit your lip as a mix of pain and pleasure rocked through your body

‘Is that o-’ you swallowed Todd's question in a kiss that neither of you could ever forget, hot and wet and sweet, your tongues working in harmony, both of you making obscene noises as you felt the knot in your stomach grow tighter.

‘Todd i need you’

‘Im here, i'm here whatever you need’ he breathed still pumping in and out of you

‘I need all of you please’ you whined needily.

‘Ok’ he removed his fingers from your warmth and smoothed your lust onto his already hardened cock.

Kneeling in front of you he teased your entrance with his tip as you gazed dreamily up at his figure, the gold afternoon sun peaking through the branches left his pale skin gleaming with sweat. He looked down at you, laying sprawled on the blanket, had it been only this morning you considered each other friends, no, you had been much more from the moment your eyes met. Love. love was the only word to describe how you felt as Todd leaned his forehead against yours and slowly, slowly pressed his way inside of you. The world disappeared inch by inch as his length filled you up, you felt no pain this time, only an all-encompassing sense of wholeness. Your thoughts, feelings, memories became one as he slowly began thrusting into you, nuzzling into your soft hair and breathing heavily. It was just the two of you, breathing and moaning as you moved closer toward a shared bliss. You sucked at his neck, nibbling on a spot behind his ear that made him let out an almost whimper. He raised the hand that wasn't supporting him to your neck, not to choke but to feel your pulse. The feeling of his strong, smooth hand at your neck sent you reeling as you whispered his name frantically.

‘yes, Todd, Please, I love you, i love you, fuck, fuck’

With every thrust he lightly kissed your face, your cheeks, nose, eyelids, running his fingers through your hair. This moment was nothing like how Poppy had described it, not hot and dirty and rough and loud and forbidden, it was warm and sweet and kind and lovely and true. A moment of connection between two fated souls, under the shade of a willow tree.

The feeling was beyond words, beyond feeling, it was poetic. The passion in his movements pushed you to the edge of what you knew to be true, staring into his deep blue eyes, you knew you were close, you both knew. His movements slowed, becoming more sloppy as you both teetered on the edge of release. Your lips connected as you felt a wave of pleasure crash over you both, the feeling so great you moaned into each other's mouths. You rode out your orgasms, panting between kisses, Todds face buried in your neck. He rolled onto his back and you snuggled into his warm chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“I would quote whitman but right now i can only think of you” he sighed

You giggled as you passed him his pants.

He redressed clumsily as you gathered your clothes and jumpers.

You sat together talking quietly as he buttoned your shirt and you fixed up his hair.

“You're so good to me Todd” you smiled as he fixed your collar.

‘Well i just love you’ he said so casually he even took himself by surprise,

‘Where ever did I find you’ you shook your head smiling contently.

You lay with your head in his lap this time, reading Whitman while he picked the surrounding wildflowers, as you put the book down Todd blushed, he had made you a flower crown. You sat up and turned so he could place it on your head.

He smiled ‘you look like a woodland nymph’

You picked a small white flower- a spring beauty- and stuck it in his still slightly messy hair.

‘You're so very pretty Todd’

As the sun grew orange in the sky you began making your way back to the courtyard, probably looking like a pair of strays, hair full of flowers and clothes a mess, holding hands and smiling blissfully.

#Smut #Fluff #Fluff and Smut #pining #friends to lovers #todd anderson #dead poets society #dead poets fanfic #todd anderson x reader #dead poets society x reader #todd x reader

[flowers-of-april]

april showers bring may flowers: prompt list

I wanted to make a flower-based April writing prompt challenge, so I did. Flower meanings are sourced from this book on flower meanings

PROMPT LIST 1: Daisy: Innocence 2: Lilac: First Love/Reminiscence 3: Violet: Modesty 4: Anemone: Forsaken Love 5: Oleander: Caution 6: Honeysuckle: Devotion 7: Poppy: Eternal Sleep 8: Laurel: Glory/Victory/Success 9: Orchid: Elegance/Beauty 10: Petunia: Anger/Resentment 11: Iris: Valour 12: Heather: Luck/Protection 13: Fern: Magic/Secrecy 14: Oak: Bravery 15: Tulip: Love Declaration 16: Magnolia: Dignity 17: Pansy: You Occupy My Thoughts 18: Lavender: Distrust 19: Mistletoe: Surmounting Difficulties 20: Queen Anne's Lace: Sanctuary 21: Protea: Transformation 22: Myrtle: Love 23: Hyacinth: Please Forgive Me 24: Nettle: Cruelty 25: Hemlock: Death 26: Dandelion: Divination/Fortune-Telling 27: Mint: Consolation 28: Jasmine: Amiability/Cheerfulness 29: Rue: Regret 30: Lily of the Valley: Return of Happiness

ALTERNATIVE PROMPTS Bouquet 1: Apology Hyacinth: Forgiveness Bluebell: Humility Peony: Bashfulness Olive Branch: Asking for Peace Bouquet 2: Courting Blush Roses: Blossoming Romance Cornflower: Hope in Love Sweet William: Gallantry Honeysuckle: Devoted Affection Bouquet 3: Marriage Roses: True Love Ivy: Fidelity Myrtle: Hope/Love Dahlia: Commitment/Eternal Love Bouquet 4: Bitter Ends Datura: Deceitful Charms Tansy: Hostility Thistle: Misanthropy Wormwood: Bitterness Bouquet 5: Regret & Sorrow Asphodel: Regrets to the Grave Azalea: Fragility Snowdrop: Consolation/Hope Rue: Regret Willow: Mourning

The only 'rule' is to please have fun. You may tag "flowersofapril2024," if you'd like, and I'll reblog anything I see. If you feel like filling these prompts on AO3 then "Flowers of April" or "Flowers of April 2024" would be a suitable tag. You may also submit to the FlowersofApril2024 collection on AO3

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[ilyasorokinn]

thank the donkey , ross macdonald

note, okay, originally, there was going to be a big halloween series, but i couldn't think of anything that really spoke to me and i wasn't inspired, but i was inspired to write for ross. so, this is my contribution to the holiday. this is my new personality trait, get used to it. also, lmk if you like this little family because i do and would like to write more if you'd want to see it :) another note, i tried to find photos of the costumes but couldn't so please just use your imagination :) last note, dedicating this to vee (@abiiors)! i was inspired by your dad!ross, so in my world, ross is also a girl dad and names his daughters after flowers lol love ya <3 pair, ross macdonald x reader summary, poppy macdonald is upset her dad is working on halloween. her dad is even more upset he has to work. so, he does the best he can to make the night special for her. warnings, kids/children word count, 1240 words (a little short, i know. but i promise it's sweet!)

(gif not mine)

Halloween, no matter how old you were, was your favorite holiday. When you were growing up, most of the other kid's favorite holiday was Christmas, not you. Maybe it was that your parents went all out, or maybe it was that they let you eat all the candy you wanted, but it left a lasting mark on you.

So, when you had your first daughter, her second Halloween (the first you really celebrated with her), you went all out. You and Ross dressed up as poppies and Poppy was a gardener. She had no idea what was going on but she found it hilarious that her parents were wearing weird big flower things on their heads.

Now, Poppy was four, and her little sister, Willow, was 10 months old. Poppy had inherited your love for Halloween and by August had her Halloween costume planned. She wanted to match with you and Ross which made you a little sad, knowing that Ross would have to work on Halloween.

When you did tell her he was working, she was sad but her mood brightened a little when you told her she could still dress up for the show.

She was very adamant about being Donkey from Shrek, so you did your best to make that happen. The band loved the idea of Shrek, so they each decided to follow in your daughter's footsteps and dress up as a different character and assigned themself different characters.

Poppy was Donkey, Willow would be Puss in Boots, Gabbriette would be the Fiona to your Shrek, Matty would be Lord Farquaad while George, Adam, and Ross would be the Three Blind Mice. John would be the Dragon, Jamie would be Pinocchio, Polly would be the Big Bad Wolf and Gabrielle would be the Fairy Godmother.

Poppy was completely oblivious to everyone's costumes and was just excited to get to dress up and eat candy all night.

On the day, you walked around Detroit and got her some candy from a couple of stores that were handing it out before you headed over to the arena for soundcheck, one of Poppy's favorite parts of the concerts. She got to go on stage and dance around with her uncle and dad.

Before the show, after Ross helped you dress the girls, and after he'd left to get himself ready, Gabbriette came in and watched the girls briefly while you got ready, and took pictures of you and the girls before Willow started to cry. You soothed her then slipped headphones onto both her and Poppy. Poppy's headphones had a pair of donkey ears glued on and Willow's had a pair of cat ears.

You heard the intro to the opening song and held Poppy's hand as you walked to the side of the stage where you watched the show. Willow sat in the baby Bjorn comfortably and watched from the stage with wide eyes.

"Mommy." Poppy gasped when she saw the band dressed up as the characters from her favorite movie.

"I know." You gasped with the same enthusiasm as you bent down to her level, "Look at Uncle Matty." You giggled with her when she saw what he was wearing.

Ross looked over to the side of the stage and waved at Poppy, who giggled and waved back shyly. Poppy couldn't stop smiling as she looked at the band's costumes.

Somewhere in the middle of the set, Matty finally addressed the crowd and addressed their crazy costumes, "Now, I know we look a little crazy right because we're missing our main characters, but I'll have you know this idea was formed because of my little goddaughter. She loves Shrek, and I mean, who doesn't?" The crowd cheered at that.

"So, the littlest MacDonald is Donkey and her mom is Shrek. Strange, I don't know how we got there, but here we are." He shrugged, keeping everything about your daughter vague because he knew you and Ross didn't want people knowing too much about Poppy or Willow, "So, anyways, everyone thank Donkey for this genius idea." Matty and Ross looked over to the side of the stage where Poppy was beaming at the sound of the cheers.

The rest of the show went on as normal and right before Ross turned off the lights, Poppy ran onto the stage and over to her dad, which sent the crowd into a frenzy because Little MacDonald, Donkey herself, was on stage. The lights were strobing so there wasn't a clear image of her face which was why she was on the stage in the first place.

Ross picked her up and carried her over to the giant light switch that would turn off the lights on the stage. He waited a few seconds before he gave her a nod and she pulled the lever, shutting the lights off on the stage.

He carried her offstage and once she was in the safety wings, she was off and running to greet her uncles and godfather. Ross removed Willow from the Bjorn, surprised that she was still awake because it was way past her bedtime.

Now baby-free, you gladly accepted the drink Gabbriette was handing you, "She's gonna be up a while, isn't she?" Ross asked.

"I'm hoping for a sugar crash," You smiled, watching George pick up Poppy and run around with her like an airplane, "You did amazing tonight, by the way." You nudged him.

"Yeah, I had a donkey and an ogre to impress." He teased.

"I'm gonna save the smack in the head for later because you're holding my baby." You narrowed your eyes at him.

"I love you, too." He wrapped an arm around your shoulder as you followed everyone else into whichever room would be used as the afterparty room.

You rolled your eyes, "I love you, too, even if you're mean to me sometimes." In response, he placed a kiss on your head.

When you made it to the room, Matty was standing outside with Poppy, who was pouting, "Why can't I go in?" She whined.

"It'll ruin the surprise, Pop." He explained, tapping her on the head, "You like surprises, don't you?" She nodded her head enthusiastically, "Then just wait a second." Poppy turned to you and frowned.

"Listen to your uncle, flower," Ross told her. She frowned and crossed her arms, "Just wait a second." He laughed.

A few seconds later, Matty opened the door and nodded over to Poppy, "Cmere." She skipped over to him, gasping when she saw what was in the room.

The best part of Halloween, in any kid's eyes, was trick-or-treating, and everyone knew that Poppy was a little upset she was missing it, so in the biggest room in the arena, everyone spread out with little bags of candy, creating a makeshift version trick-or-treating.

"Here's your bag." Matty handed her a big bag before tapping her on the head once more. She didn't need to be told twice before she was running into the room from person to person, gathering candy.

You looked over at Ross, who was smiling with pride, "You planned this, didn't you?"

"Halloween's her favorite." He shrugged, before producing your favorite candy bar from his pocket, "Like her mother's." He kissed your head again, smiling as Poppy giggled.

"You're amazing, Ross MacDonald, you know that?" You smiled up at him.

"Says you." He nudged you, smiling equally as big and squeezing your shoulder.

-

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[cryptidclaw]

Cryptidclaw's WC Prefixes List!

Yall said you were interested in seeing it so here it is! 

This is a collection of mostly Flora, Fauna, Rocks, and other such things that can be found in Britain since that’s where the books take place! 

I also have other Prefixes that have to do with pelt colors and patterns as well!

Here’s a link to the doc if you dont want to expand a 650 word list on your Tumblr feed lol! the doc is also in my drive linked in my pined post!

below is the actual list! If there are any names you think I should add plz tell me!

EDIT: I will update the doc with new names as I come up with them or have them suggested to me, but I wont update the list on this post! Plz visit my doc for a more updated version!

Animals

Mammal

Badger

Bat

Bear

Beaver

Bison

Boar

Buck

Calf

Cow

Deer

Elk

Fawn

Ferret

Fox

Goat

Hare

Horse

Lamb

Lynx

Marten

Mole

Mouse

Otter

Rabbit

Rat

Seal

Sheep

Shrew

Squirrel

Stoat

Vole

Weasel

Wolf

Wolverine

Amphibians

Frog

Newt

Toad

Reptiles

Scale

Adder

Lizard

Snake

Turtle

Shell

Birds

Bird

Down

Feather

Albatross

Bittern

Buzzard

Chaffinch

Chick

Chicken

Coot

Cormorant

Corvid

Crane

Crow

Curlew

Dove

Duck

Dunlin

Eagle

Egret

Falcon

Finch

Gannet

Goose

Grouse

Gull

Hawk

Hen

Heron

Ibis

Jackdaw

Jay

Kestrel

Kite

Lark

Magpie

Mallard

Merlin

Mockingbird

Murrelet

Nightingale

Osprey

Owl

Partridge

Pelican

Peregrine

Petrel

Pheasant

Pigeon

Plover

Puffin

Quail

Raven

Robin

Rook

Rooster

Ruff

Shrike

Snipe

Sparrow

Starling

Stork

Swallow

Swan

Swift

Tern

Thrasher

Thrush

Vulture

Warbler

Whimbrel

Wren

Freshwater Fish 

Fish

Bass

Bream 

Carp

Dace

Eel

Lamprey

Loach

Minnow

Perch

Pike

Rudd

Salmon

Sterlet

Tench

Trout

Roach

Saltwater fish and other Sea creatures (would cats be able to find some of these? Probably not, I don't care tho)

Alge

Barnacle

Bass (Saltwater version)

Bream (Saltwater version)

Brill

Clam

Cod

Crab

Dolphin

Eel (Saltwater version)

Flounder

Garfish

Halibut

Kelp

Lobster

Mackerel

Mollusk

Orca

Prawn

Ray

Seal

Shark

Shrimp

Starfish

Sting

Urchin

Whale

Insects and Arachnids

Honey

Insect

Web

Ant

Bee

Beetle

Bug

Butterfly

Caterpillar

Cricket

Damselfly

Dragonfly

Fly

Grasshopper

Grub

Hornet

Maggot

Moth

Spider

Wasp

Worm

Trees

Acorn

Bark

Branch

Forest

Hollow

Log

Root

Stump

Timber

Tree

Twig

Wood

Alder

Apple

Ash

Aspen

Beech

Birch

Cedar

Cherry

Chestnut

Cypress

Elm

Fir

Hawthorn

Hazel

Hemlock

Linden

Maple

Oak

Pear

Poplar

Rowan

Redwood

Spruce

Willow

Yew

Flowers, Shrubs and Other plants

Berry

Blossom

Briar

Field

Flower

Leaf

Meadow

Needle

Petal

Shrub

Stem

Thicket

Thorn

Vine

Anemone 

Apricot

Barley 

Bellflower

Bluebell

Borage

Bracken

Bramble

Briar

Burnet

Buttercup

Campion

Chamomile

Chanterelle

Chicory

Clover

Cornflower

Daffodil

Daisy

Dandelion

Dogwood

Fallow

Fennel

Fern

Flax

Foxglove

Furze

Garlic

Ginger

Gorse

Grass

Hay

Heather

Holly

Honeysuckle

Hop

Hyacinth

Iris

Ivy

Juniper

Lavender

Lichen

Lilac

Lilly

Mallow

Marigold

Mint

Mistletoe

Moss

Moss

Mushroom

Nettle

Nightshade

Oat

Olive

Orchid

Parsley

Periwinkle

Pine

Poppy

Primrose

Privet

Raspberry

Reed

Reedmace

Rose

Rush

Rye

Saffron

Sage

Sedge

Seed

Snowdrop

Spindle

Strawberry

Tangerine

Tansy

Teasel

Thistle

Thrift

Thyme

Violet

Weed

Wheat

Woodruff

Yarrow

Rocks and earth

Agate

Amber

Amethyst

Arch

Basalt

Bounder

Cave

Chalk

Coal

Copper

Dirt

Dust

Flint

Garnet

Gold

Granite

Hill

Iron

Jagged

Jet

Mountain

Mud

Peak

Pebble

Pinnacle

Pit

Quartz

Ridge

Rock

Rubble

Ruby

Rust(y)

Sand

Sapphire

Sediment

Silt

Silver

Slate

Soil

Spire

Stone

Trench

Zircon

Water Formations

Bay

Cove

Creek

Delta

Lake

Marsh

Ocean

Pool

Puddle

River

Sea

Water

Weather and such

Autumn

Avalanche

Balmy

Blaze

Blizzard

Breeze

Burnt

Chill

Cinder

Cloud

Cold

Dew

Drift

Drizzle

Drought

Dry

Ember

Fall

Fire

Flame

Flood

Fog

Freeze

Frost

Frozen

Gale

Gust

Hail

Ice

Icicle

Lightening

Mist

Muggy

Rain 

Scorch

Singe

Sky

Sleet

Sloe

Smoke

Snow

Snowflake

Soot

Sorrel

Spark

Spring

Steam

Storm

Summer

Sun

Thunder

Water

Wave

Wet

Wind

Winter

Celestial??

Comet

Dawn

Dusk

Evening 

Midnight

Moon

Morning

Night

Noon

Twilight

Cat Features, Traits, and Misc. 

Azure

Beige

Big

Black

Blonde

Blotch(ed)

Blue

Bounce

Bright 

Brindle

Broken

Bronze

Brown

Bumble

Burgundy

Call

Carmine

Claw

Cobalt

Cream

Crimson

Cry

Curl(y)

Dapple

Dark

Dot(ted)

Dusky

Ebony

Echo

Fallen

Fleck(ed)

Fluffy

Freckle

Ginger

Golden

Gray

Green

Heavy

Kink

Knot(ted)

Light

Little

Lost

Loud

Marbled

Mew

Milk

Mottle

Mumble

Ochre

Odd

One

Orange

Pale

Patch(ed)

Pounce 

Prickle

Ragged

Red

Ripple

Rough

Rugged

Russet

Scarlet

Shade

Shaggy

Sharp

Shimmer

Shining

Small

Smudge

Soft

Song

Speckle

Spike

Splash

Spot(ted)

Streak

Stripe(d)

Strong

Stump(y)

Sweet

Tall

Talon

Tangle

Tatter(ed)

Tawny

Tiny

Tough

Tumble

Twist

Violet

Whisker

Whisper

White

Wild

Wooly

Yellow

#cryptidclaw's warriors au #? #Im tempted to use these in the au #some characters deserve some more fun names hehe #rise of change #warrior cats #warrior cats design #warriors #warriors names #warriors naming #warriors prefixes

[bimoonphases]

@wolfstarmicrofic March 24 – prompt 24: Ferula – word count 499

Ferula - A healing charm that conjures wraps and bandages for wounds

It had been a bad full moon. As soon as the wolf shifted and finally let Remus come back, screaming on the floor of the shack, Sirius transformed back from Padfoot and fell on his knees by his boyfriend’s side, quickly taking in the damage. Moony had a broken arm, a broken lip and a bleeding gash from his right hip almost to his ankle.

“Padfoot, we have to go,” James’s voice came from the corner of the room where Prongs had been standing a couple of seconds before.

Sirius ignored him, reaching out to pass his hand in Remus’s hair, cradling the back of his head like he knew it soothed him. The screams slowly stopped, changing into muffled sobs.

“It’s alright,” Sirius whispered helplessly. “It’s over now.”

“Padfoot, the sun’s coming up, Pomfrey will be here soon,” James insisted.

Sirius knew he was right, but of all the things that happened during a Full, this was what he hated the most. Having to leave Remus hurt, shivering and crying on the floor, even if he knew the nurse would be there the minute she was sure she would find a human and not a Werewolf anymore. It had gotten worse after they had started dating. Leaving him there had been hard before, now it was almost impossible. He took his wand out of his pocket.

“Ferula,” he whispered, and bandages appeared on Remus’s leg, covering the gash.

“Padfoot!” Peter hissed from behind him. “You’re not supposed to do that, what will Pomfrey think?”

“I don’t give a fuck, Wormtail,” Sirius growled. “Get started, I’ll follow you in a second.”

“Pads?”

“I promise, Prongs,” Sirius rolled his eyes. “Now get going.”

With a sigh, James took Peter by the shoulder and they got out of the room. Sirius got a blanket off the battered couch and wrapped it tightly around Remus, being careful not to move his broken arm.

“You should really go,” Remus’s voice was barely more than an exhausted whisper.

“I know,” he sighed, passing his hand again in Remus’s hair.

“I’ll see you soon in the Hospital Wing.”

“I love you.” Sirius blurted out.

He hadn’t planned to say it like that. He had hoped in a more romantic setting, in flowers or a sunset or even just a quiet moment cuddling by the fireplace. He looked up at Remus’s face anxiously, only to see him smile.

“I love you too, Sirius,” he murmured. “Now go before Poppy finds you here.”

Sirius nodded, carefully brushing his lips on Remus’s before finally getting up.

Some minutes later, while she carefully approached the Whomping Willow, her wand at the ready and her bag of emergency potions in the other hand, Poppy Pomfrey stopped as she saw a big black dog happily jump in the distance. She smiled as she froze the aggressive tree and made her way to the tunnel. At least she would have a cute story to tell Remus while she healed him that morning.

#unplanned I love yous are my weakness #definitely something Sirius would do in every universe #also Poppy Pomfrey telling Remus stories while she looks after him #mum goals honestly #wolfstar #wolfstar microfic #sirius black #remus lupin #sirius x remus #remus x sirius #marauders #marauders era #james potter #peter pettigrew #poppy pomfrey #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #the marauders #the marauders era #just writing (like i'm supposed to live)

[mousetoe-wc]

I Got bored one time awhile ago and made a list of every prefix plus some into organised sections so I thought I might as well share.

All the ones that aren’t cannon to warriors, yet at lest are bold

Describing names

Colours: red, russet, copper, golden, amber, yellow, green, blue, violet, pink, white, gray, black, ebony, dark, pale, silver, brown, tawny, fallow

Pattern, Texture + Size: spot/ted, dapple, speckle, freckle, brindle, patch, mottle, ragged, tangle, kink, bristle, fuzzy, curl/y, wooly, soft, sleek, little, tiny, small, slight, short, tall, long, big, heavy, crooked, broken, half, stumpy, shred, torn, jagged

Actions + Character: flip, pounce, bounce, jump, hop, crouch, down, low, drift, flail, strike, running, fidget, mumble, whistle, snap, sneeze, shiver/ing, shining, flutter, fallen, lost, rush, fleet, quick, shy, sweet, brave, loud, quiet, wild, hope, wish,

Other: claw, whisker, dead, odd, one, spike, fringe, echo, song, hallow, haven

Elements

Time + Weather: day, night, dusk, dawn, morning, sky, sun/ny, moon, storm, lightning, thunder, cloud/y, mist/y, fog, snow, blizzard, ice, frost, dew, drizzle, rain, clear, wind, breeze, gale, shadow, shade, bright, light,

Earth/Water/Fire names: stone, rock, boulder, slate, flint, pebble, gravel, sand/y, dust, mud/dy, meadow, hill, rubble, river, ripple, whorl, float, rapid, shimmer, lake, swamp, marsh, wave, wet, bubbling, splash, puddle, pool, creek, fire, flame, flicker, flash, blaze, scorch, ember, spark, ash, soot, cinder, smoke

Plants

Trees: alder, aspen, birch, beech, cedar, cypress, pine, elm, willow, oak, larch, maple, bay, rowan, timber, bark, log, wood, twig, acorn, cone, seed, spire

Berry/Nut/Fruit/Herb: juniper, elder, sloe, holly, yew, mistle, bramble, hickory, hazel, chestnut, nut, apple, cherry, cranberry, olive, pear, plum, peach, chive, mint, fennel, sage, basil, mallow, parsley

Flowers: aster, poppy, primrose, rose, bluebell, marigold, tansy, pansy, briar, cherry, daisy, dandelion, daffodil, tulip, violet, lily, myrtle, thrift, yarrow, heather, lavender, blossom, bloom, flower, petal

Other: leaf, frond, fern, bracken, sorrel, hay, rye, oat, wheat, cotton, reed, pod, cinnamon, milkweed, grass, clover, weed, stem, sedge, gorse, furze, flax, nettle, thistle, ivy, moss, lichen, bush, vine, root, thorn, prickle, nectar

Animals

Mammals: mouse, rat, mole, vole, shrew, squirrel, hedgehog, bat, rabbit, hare, ferret, weasel, stoat, mink, marten, otter, hog, wolf, hound, fox, vixen, badger, deer, doe, stag, fawn, sheep, cow, pig, lion, tiger, leopard, lynx, milk

Birds: robin, jay, cardinal, thrush, sparrow, swallow, shrike, starling, rook, swift, dove, pigeon, crow, raven, duck, goose, heron, wren, finch, swan, stork, quail, gull, lark, owl, eagle, hawk, kestrel, buzzard, kite, hoot, feather, bird, egg, talon

Fish, Reptiles + Amphibians: pike, perch, pollack, trout, tench, cod, carp, bass, bream, eel, minnow, fin, snake, adder, lizard, turtle, frog, toad, newt

Bug type Names: bug, lady or ladybug, moth, spider, ant, snail, slug, beetle, bee, wasp, dragon or dragonfly, bumble, worm, maggot, cricket, fly, midge, web, honey

Skyclan + Warriorclan: Bella, Billy, Big, Harry, Harvey, Snook, Ebony, Monkey

#warrior cats #wc

[fieldofdaisiies]

𝑫𝒂𝒚 𝟓: 𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚

a nice family outing for @lucienweekofficial🧡 and dedicating this to @separatist-apologist for her brithday (yesterday)🧡

• ──────────────────── •

"What's on your mind?" Elain rests her head on her mate's shoulder, looking into the same direction as him. Their four daughters are seated together in the grass, playing with stems and small daisies. Dalia, the eldest, is enthusiastically narrating a story to her younger sisters, using gestures to emphasise her points.

"How lucky I am to have the five of you in my life." Lucien says, turning his head to gently kiss Elain's forehead.

Elain's face lights up with a joyful smile. "Soon the six of us," she adds, her smile turning into a grin as she places her hand on her rounded belly, Lucien’s warm hand finding its place on top of hers.

"Indeed, soon the six of you," Lucien muses playfully, "Perhaps this time the Mother will bless us with a son." He tilts his head back and lets out a hearty laugh, soon joined by his father's deeper chuckle.

In a gentle voice, his mother, the former lady of the Autumn Court and now the High Lady of Day, chimes in, "Or maybe it's the other way around than it was with me, and you'll end up with seven daughters." She grins at her youngest son, sitting on a blanket a little way behind Elain and Lucien, next to Helion their hands intertwined.

Lucien bursts into genuine laughter, giving Elain's hand a light squeeze. "Well, I suppose I'd be an incredibly lucky father in that case."

The sun's warm strays fall upon them, Elain and Lucien's eyes still on their daughters. But suddenly, one after the other rises from the ground, Dalia being the first, a bunch of flowers in her hands. Poppy and Willow follow after their big sister, big grins and happiness on their faces, as they try to hold the whole bunch of little petals and tiny daisies they collected in their small hands. "Mamma! Mamma!" Poppy expresses happily. 

Dalia already tumbles onto her father who catches his oldest in his arms and cuddles her tightly. "Pappa!" she happily says and curls her arms –hands still full of flowers– around Lucien's neck. Dalia has always been a Pappa's girl, just like Ivy. Poppy and Willow are definitely Mamma's girls, both hurdling to Elain.

Last is Ivy, climbing to her little legs. Her brows lie in furrows when she sees that all her sisters have already arrived at their parents, and so tries to quickly set out as well. On wobbly steps she walks over to the rest of her family, both Lucien and Elain already expecting their youngest with bright grins on their faces. Little Ivy is just too adorable, placing her feet so far apart in order to hold her balance. Once having arrived, she joins the family cuddles, also climbing onto Lucien's lap, now wedged between her father's and her sister's chest. 

Dalia tips her head back, grins and veils her face in the most innocent facade possible. Her eyes are aglow as she searches Lucien's gaze and says, "Can we put flowers in your hair, Pappa?" 

"Yes, flowers, Mamma!" Willow claps her hands, bouncing up and down on Elain's lap. 

The parents can only say yes, how could they ever deny their sweet girls a single wish. 

"Do you worst then," Lucien chuckles, giving his daughters free reign to do with his hair whatever they want. 

Helion and his High Lady are lying down, watching the beautiful scenery from a little distance. It fills their hearts with nothing but happiness, joy, warmth and love.

Their son is beaming, his face bright with joy that mirrors the emotion in his heart. This is what happiness looks like, and what greater gift is there for parents than seeing their child happy. 

Ivy is standing on Lucien’s thighs, or rather bouncing and dancing on his thighs, her tiny hands holding onto Lucien’s thumbs as she is babbling some song her sister have taught her. She is giggling while Dalia threads daisies into Lucien’s hair, meticulously working each flower into a strand of hair. 

Poppy is occupied with Elain’s hair, carefully but thoroughly placing each delicate flower into her mother’s hair. Willow is cuddled to her mother’s side, her hand resting on Elain’s round belly. "You look beautiful, Mamma," Poppy hums and leans forward to kiss her mother's cheek.

Elain reaches her hand back, so she can squeeze her daughter's small hand, her gesture conveying more love than words could speak. 

Elain leans back a little, stretches out her legs, her heels touching the soft but cool grass. She hums, her hands also placed beside the blanket, in the grass. She turns to look at Lucien, his happiness mirroring hers. The sky above them is blue with big fluffy clouds, and the bright sun in its centre. 

Ivy is still dancing and bouncing around on Lucien's thigh when Dalia suddenly says, "I got an idea, we need more." She lets go off her father's hair, turning to her one year younger sister, Willow, and grabbing her hand to pull her along with her. 

Poppy tips her head back, glancing past her mother's shoulder and then up at Elain. "Where going?"

"I don't know, sweetie, but we will soon see." Elain's smiles and when she lifts her gaze, Lucien's attention is already on her. He lets his gaze run over her, momentarily stopping at her round belly before moving his gaze back to her eyes. "You look stunning, my lovely mate," he hums, their gazes still locked. "You do too, my lord." Elain grins from one ear to the other, her hand still on top of Poppy's which rests on her round belly. 

Collecting more flowers, Dalia and Willow move through the large flower fields, laughing. They come back with bunches of wildflowers, which they gently weave together and soon their goal becomes clear — they are making flower crowns for their parents, but also for their grandparents. 

Joy and laughter fills the meadow when flower crowns are placed on top of each head, Lucien and Elain also having made four little crowns for their girls in the time Poppy and Dalia worked on theirs. 

As the sun begins to dip behind the mountains in the distance, casting a warm golden glow over the meadow, the family moves closer together. Willow is not sitting between her grandparents, one hand placed on her grandmother's thigh, the other holding Helion's broad hand.

Lucien wraps his arm around Elain, drawing her close, while Poppy, Dalia, and Ivy nestle in around them.

"We are so blessed," Elain murmurs, her eyes glistening as she gazes at her family and then turns to look at Lucien. His own eyes are glassy, his lips pursed. "These moments, these memories, they are what truly matters in life. This is happiness, Lucien." Elain's voice trembles a little and she can also feel Lucien shudder slightly. She is feeling his emotions rich and stark through the bond. 

Her mate nods, his heart warming with gratitude and love. "Indeed, my lovely mate. Not everything was always easy, but these moments remind me that everything happens for a reason and that everything is worth it."

Together as a family they watch the sun set on the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink. 

~~~~~~~~

tags: @rippahwrites@shadowhunter2003@my-inner-crisis@ladyelain@acourtofthought@itwasalwaysaboutthetea@multifictional@moonlightazriel@aayo-whatt@brekkershadowsinger @sunshinebingo @gracie-rosee @a-frog-with-a-laptop

#elucien #elain x lucien #lucien vanserra #lucienweek #lucienweek2023 #acotar #acosf #helion #lady of the autumn court #helion x loa

[tamlinweek]

Tamlin Week Master List: Day 6

Fanfiction

Spring Beast and Silver Queen (Tamlin/Nesta) by @shi-daisy

The Golden Lord in the tower (Tamlin/Lucien) by @umthisistheonlyusernamenottaken

The Sorcery of Slumbering Secrets: His Mortal Mate (Tamlin/Briar) by @booksnwriting (AO3 link)

Last Flowers (Gen Tamlin) by @songofthesibyl (AO3 link)

Colors in a Dead Garden (Tamlin/Rhysand) by @fourteentrout (AO3 link)

How Nesta Archeron Learned to Trap a Beast: Would You Miss Me In the End? If I Run Out Of Oxygen? (Tamlin/Nesta) by @achaotichuman (AO3 link)

Cinder...Tamlin? (Tamlin/Rhysand) by @duaghterofstories (AO3 link)

aged grey willows deceiving thy sight (Tamlin/Feyre) by @praetorqueenreyna (AO3 link)

How Easy It Is To Worship You (Tamlin/Lucien) by @achaotichuman (AO3 link)

Fanart

ACOLAR Dreams scene (Tamlin/Rhysand) by @copypastus

A Dream of Roses fanart (Tamlin/Briar) by @vivictory-draws

Sapphic dreams (Tamlin/Rhysand) by @taymartiart

Castles Crumbling (Gen Tamlin) by @climbthemountain2020

Twilight AU (Tamlin/Nyx) by @copypastus

Tangled AU (Tamlin/Rhysand) by @balladoffeylin

A Court of Poppies and Dreams (Tamlin/Feyre) by @arson-09

Miscellaneous

The tragic life story of Tamlin (Gen Tamlin) by @szalonykasztan00

In poppy's petals (Gen Tamlin) by @sonics-atelier

Fairy Tale AU through memes (Tamlin/Feyre) by @mathiwrites

Beauty and the Beast in reverse (Gen Tamlin) by @justatouristhere

Tamlin dreams of gardens lush and green (Gen Tamlin) by @sonics-atelier

Tamlin in Love Nikki (Gen Tamlin) by @rin-u-pos

Tamlin Sleeping Beauty AU (Tamlin/Feyre) by @lorcandidlucienwill

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #tamlin #pro tamlin #tamcien #tamsand #feylin #brilin #lucien vanserra #rhysand #feyrer archeron #neslin #nesta archeron #tamlin week #tamlinweek #tamlin week 2024 #tamlinweek2024 #day 6 #master list #masterlist #day 6 masterlist #day 6 master list

[mitsies]

✺ mitsies 5k drabble event .

⤷ welcome to my flower shop!

❊ so, how does it work?

pick 1-2 flowers off the list below the cut.

each flower corresponds to a prompt based off its meaning!

send me an ask with the flower(s) and a character, and you'll get a drabble back!

.. remember, my rules still apply.

❊ send a request! ❊ event masterlist ❊ prompts below! ❊

❊ bouquets available:

amaryllis ; pride

anemone ; forsaken

arborvitae ; unchanging friendship

begonia ; beware

belladonna ; silence

black-eyed susan ; justice

butterfly weed ; let me go

camellia, pink ; longing for you

carnation, pink ; i'll never forget you

columbine ; foolishness

cyclamen ; resignation/goodbye

daisy ; innocence

fern ; secret bonds of love

forget-me-not ; memories of true love

hyacinth, purple ; sorrow

hyacinth, yellow ; jealousy

hydrangea ; frigidity and heartlessness

hyssop ; sacrifice, cleanliness

jasmine ; sweet love, amiability

lavender ; distrust

lemon balm ; sympathy

lilac ; joy of youth

lily, orange ; hatred

lotus flower ; enlightenment, rebirth

magnolia ; nobility, love of nature

marigold ; grief, jealousy

myrtle ; good luck, marital love

oak ; strength

parsley ; festivity

peony ; bashful, happy life or shame

poppy ; consolation

rose, red ; i love you

rose, dark red ; mourning

rose, pink ; happiness

rose, white ; innocence, worth

rose, yellow ; jealousy, infidelity, decrease of love

rosemary ; remembrance

snapdragon ; deception, graciousness

sorrel ; affection

southernwood ; constancy, jest

sweet pea ; blissful pleasure, goodbye, thank you for a lovely time

sunflower, small ; adoration

sunflower, tall ; haughtiness

tansy ; hostile thoughts, declaring war

tarragon ; lasting interest

tulip, red ; declaration of love

violet ; watchfulness

willow ; sadness

yarrow ; everlasting love

zinnia ; thoughts of absent friends, lasting affection

❊ send a request! ❊ event masterlist ❊ request rules ❊

#mitsies 5k #jujutsu kaisen x reader #blue lock x reader #chainsaw man x reader #honkai star rail x reader #genshin impact x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #hsr x reader #csm x reader #jjk x reader #prompts inspired by @evelynwrites on tumblr

[akarii-memes]

The Language Of Flowers

Send Some Flowers To My Muse And They will respond! -Pink Camellia: Longing for you

-Red Camellia: You’re a flame in my heart

-White Camellia: You’re adorable

– Pink carnation: I'll never forget you

-White Clover: Think of me

-Fennel: flattery

-Hibiscus: Delicate beauty

-Honeysuckle: Bonds of love

– Yellow Hyacinth: Jealousy

-Orange Lily: Hatred

-Tansy: Hostility

-Morning Glory: Affection

-Poppy: Consolation

-Red Rose: I Love You

-Pink Rose: Happiness

-White Rose: I'm Worthy Of You

-Blue Salvia: I think Of You

-Red Salvia: Forever Mine

-Savory: Spicey interest~

-Tall Sunflower: Haughtiness

-Tarragon: Lasting interest

-Yellow Tulip: Sunshine in your smile

-Willow: Sadness

-Yarrow: Everlasting Love

-Heliotrope: Devotion

-Geranium: Stupidity

#inbox meme #Flower Language

[dearlymrme]

I fully support the common headcanon that Primo, our Papa Emeritus the I, is a gardener and a hobbyist plant enthusiast.

But I like this take on it even more. Let’s add on to that headcanon with my own flare.

The Abbey has two gardens.

The outside surrounding garden is open to the public and very wonderful. A nice place to have a picnic and frolic amongst the flowers. It was planted and designed by Primo and the Sister’s who are interested in helping maintain the garden are hired in and specifically tasked to take care of it. The garden is one of the Abbey’s shining attractions and many a newly indicted Sister’s genuinely interested quickly ask for a transfer to be moved to tend to the garden. Not a lot of them know just how much work it is to keep these flowers watered all day, every day, especially in the heat. It doesn’t surprise Primo when most of them give up a few weeks in, complaining about being too hot in the summer.

The private garden is for Primo and Primo only. This garden is cut off from the rest of the Abbey via locked greenhouse and only Primo has the key. Only he and a very select few ghouls are allowed within the greenhouse. Why? Because ghouls are very tenacious little bastards and are pretty hard to kill. Because Primo knows on an intimate level how to care and tend to these plants while avoiding hazards. Oh, also because every plant inside that garden is poisonous. Imagine if you would The Alnwick Garden but a bit more on a minor scale.  Foxgloves, Devil’s Trumpets, Belladonna, Mandrake, etc.

Why the fixation on poisonous plants? Well, first off: I think that’s metal as hell. Secondly: It’s to feed his second hobby. 

Poison crafting. 

Primo is fascinated with poison and what they do to the body. He always studying and trying to come up with some new confound way to silently kill or maybe even torture someone with just a drop of the vicarious liquids he keeps in his storeroom. He has books upon guides of chemical compounds that make up true poisons made to kill, as well as those less lethal plants in small doses that could be used for LSD trips. Opium from the Poppy’s. Aspirin from the small willow tree he has growing. It’s also where the Cannabis is, of course. Not all can be harmful in small doses. Most are but not all of them. 

Unfortunately for him and his two other brother’s one of the poison he’s crafted may have just been the one used to kill them.

#dee writes #ghost the band #the band ghost #ghost band #papa emeritus #papa emeritus i #primo #my personal heacanons #ghost headcanons

[vulcan-bourbon]

day 4 - Poppy and lilac

@desert-duo-week

— If you have problems sleeping, then I can recommend you one wonderful artifact that I recently appeared on the shelves of my modest but wonderful magic shop. — Scar smiles warmly, turning his back to Grian and rising on tiptoes to take out a small cardboard box from a high shelf and sharply turn to the buyer, giving him a mysterious look and the same warm smile. — This, my friend, is a special amulet that I created thinking about you.

— What? — Grian embarrassedly fluffed his wings behind his shoulders. Such information makes Xelqua nervous, but he tries to control himself, only nodding weakly, as if agreeing for Goodtimes to open the box that he placed on the table between them.

Scar smiles knowingly and opens the box slightly to take out a dream catcher woven from willow branches, in the center of which was woven a poppy box, which was pasted over with soft purple lilac flowers. Below were hanging willow leaves, which, thanks to the elf’s magic, maintained their life and did not dry out, weakly swaying even with the slightest breath of wind. All this splendor was suspended on a green satin ribbon, which involuntarily reminded Grian of the color of the elf’s eyes. Xelqua wanted to say something, but Scar began to speak before him.

— This is an elven dream catcher. An empty box of poppy seeds helps get rid of nightmares and insomnia. True, at the same time I would suggest, at the same time, a drink consisting of crushed poppy seeds with lilac honey. I will give it to you as a gift, otherwise judging by your bruises under your eyes, you will soon be hiding diamonds under them. – the elf laughs warmly. - Lilac... there is a belief that lilac helps you see a prophetic dream. Not that I think you need something like this, but still, it won’t be superfluous. Suddenly you dream that you and I went on a date. – the elf winks with his eyes the color of spring foliage, making Grian nervous again from such pleasant attention. – All the lilac flowers on the poppy box are exclusively five-leaved, which are amulets for good luck. I think it will look great in your nest, even though you rarely spend the night at your base.

— I don’t remember paying you to flirt with me all day, — Grian tries to defend himself with a barb, picking up a box with his newfound purchase and a bottle of sleepy drink, and pressing them to his chest, in return throwing off a couple of diamonds for the purchase.

— Just don’t look at the language of these flowers, otherwise you’ll go completely crazy with embarrassment. – Scar laughs at his back, picking up the diamonds and sitting down at the counter of his store. Grian, leaving the store, decides not to tell the elf that he already knows the language of these flowers very well. First, he needs to get some sleep, and then he himself can attack him with compliments and flirtations in response.

#desert duo week 2023 #grian #gtwscar #gtws #scarian #desert duo #hermitshipping #trafficshipping #lukaniel writes