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fantastic-nonsense · 2 years

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So one scene that always confuses me is the geraniums scene in crooked kingdom. ppl love this scene and think it’s so romantic but did kaz do that on purpose? i always read it as he just happened to dump a flower bucket or whatever it was that had geraniums in it and it was sorta a coincidence. but then like i never understood why he dumped that flower thing into the canal in the first place either. so idk can you explain how you interpreted it?

To answer succinctly: No, Kaz didn't drop them onto a flower boat specifically populated with geraniums on purpose. Until Inej tells him, he has no idea that they're her mother's favorite flower. His plan was "drop off the bridge onto a barge. Wait for the Mister Crimson ruckus to begin. Pop back up wearing disguises and escape."

Kaz dumps the flowers into the canal because he's trying to get to the Mr. Crimson costumes and "wants the crowd in a very good mood." In his mind, I think it adds to the chaos, flair, and 'prettiness' of the scene. It also provides a distraction and some additional cover for him to put their disguises on. The fact that those flowers happen to be geraniums is pure coincidence:

He heaved a flat of wild geraniums into the canal over the protests of the flower seller and grabbed the clothes Matthias had stashed there earlier that morning. He swept the red cloak around Inej’s shoulders in a rain of petals and blossoms as she continued to strap on her knives. She looked almost as startled as the flower seller. “What?” he asked as he tossed her a Mister Crimson mask that matched his own." "Those were my mother’s favorite flower.” “Good to know Van Eck didn’t cure you of sentiment.” “Nice to be back, Kaz.” “Good to have you back, Wraith.” -Ch. 9, Crooked Kingdom

A lot of people see this as a romantic scene because of the imagery: Kaz and Inej are "alone" on a boat with flower petals raining down on them as they basically confirm that the other is alive, okay, and ready to escape. It's also somewhat romantic because it's a callback to the "many boys will bring you flowers" quote Inej ponders in SoC.

To go into a bit more detail about this scene though, I think it's easy to interpret the geraniums as being the thing that's important, but it's important to remember that a) geraniums are her mother's favorite flower, not her favorite flower, and b) the quote about boys and flowers isn't about the flowers. It's about finding the person who will take the time to get to know you well enough to know what your favorite flower is:

Many boys will bring you flowers. But some day you’ll meet a boy who will learn your favourite flower, your favourite song, your favourite sweet. And even if he is too poor to give you any of them, it won’t matter because he will have taken the time to know you as no one else does. Only that boy earns your heart. -Ch. 10, Six of Crows

So why the geranium callout? Because I think Inej is subconsciously thinking about what her "geraniums" are and gets startled when literal geraniums start smacking her in the face.

The scene is from Kaz's POV, but think about it from Inej's: she's spent a week being held hostage, 24 hours of which she spent terrified she was about to be tortured. She then witnesses Kaz outsmart Van Eck again and leave a very simple note: Noon tomorrow. Goedmedbridge. With her knives. They show up to the bridge where Kaz confirms she has her knives, and then they promptly work effortlessly in tandem to escape the stadwatch and bail over the side of the bridge with nothing but a look and a single comment: "West side flower boat."

Inej is clearly thinking about a lot of stuff in this moment, but there's at least 3 things running through her mind: one, Kaz came for her. Two, he explicitly made sure that Van Eck gave her back her knives. Three, they just executed an escape plan flawlessly with basically no communication while showcasing incredible mutual trust.

The boat moment, of course, comes on the heels of Inej having a crisis of faith that Kaz only cares about her because of her usefulness, which culminates in her "he won't trade if you break me" confession. Is she thinking about her knives as an extension of her usefulness in that moment? Probably. But she also might be thinking about how Kaz knew her well enough to know how much she loved her knives and wanted them back. And then geraniums smack her in the face.

Because why is the geraniums moment here, of all places? Why does Inej tell Kaz her mother's favorite flower now, after two years of living and working side-by-side with him? Why is this comment important enough for Bardugo to write but seemingly not important enough to write from Inej's point of view, especially when she spends Inej's next POV chapter repeatedly driving home her fear over whether Kaz would discard her if she was useless?

Because in that moment, Inej isn't thinking about her usefulness. She's not thinking about revenge on Van Eck or her own safety or whether her friends are okay. She's thinking about Kaz, and I think her thoughts are too wistful and fanciful to make sense in any context other than their chaotic escape sequence. The second they're out of danger she's back to ruminating about her usefulness in a way that makes the geraniums comment seem like a complete non-sequitur...unless you think about Inej's knives:

Kaz had taught her to crack a safe, pick a pocket, wield a knife. He’d gifted her with her first blade, the one she called Sankt Petyr – not as pretty as wild geraniums, but more practical, she supposed. -Ch. 16, Six of Crows

He’ll never trade if you break me. She was grateful for the weight of her knives. She touched her hands to them as if greeting old friends, felt some of the tension inside her ease. -Ch. 11, Crooked Kingdom

So what do I think Inej is thinking of in that moment? I think Inej is subconsciously thinking about what her geraniums are in the context of her relationship with Kaz. And we aren't privy to that moment because Inej's geraniums are her knives and it's too early in their story for the explicit confirmation that Kaz knows Inej well enough to know that given Inej's doubts and Kaz's chronic inability to showcase emotional vulnerability; that only gets resolved with Kaz promising her "knives drawn, pistols blazing," the Bathroom Scene, and Kaz showing up at the harbor after the Auction to gift her the Wraith with ungloved hands.

Anyway, Inej's geraniums are her knives and Kaz made sure she had both his knife and her own knives during the escape sequence. Connect the dots there and the geraniums moment makes a lot more sense.

#thanks for coming to my ted talk #I could do a whole meta all on its own about how Inej's knives are her geraniums lmao. there's a LOT of relevant quotes #my personal headcanon is that Inej's favorite flower is something super pretty but also incredibly practical btw #like sweet peas or chamomile or lavender. maybe even pansies #inej ghafa #kaz brekker #kanej #six of crows #crooked kingdom #soc meta #long post #asks #queue #otp: on the seas and in the city

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kvroii · 14 days

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21 - The World

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rainbowrabbitarts · 2 years

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Pansies represent thoughtfulness, trust, and true love

#art #my art #artists of tumblr #artists on tumblr #watercolor #traditional art #flowers #fanart #pretty cure #precure #futari wa precure maxheart #futari wa pretty cure maxheart #futari wa precure #futari wa pretty cure #cure black #nagisa misumi #pansies are actually my least favorite flower :/

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hjparisian · 9 months

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you're losing me- theodore nott x reader

p: theodore nott x gn!reader w: kinda sad, angst summary: Theodore Nott and (Y/N) (L/N) have been close friends since they were kids. Realizing their feelings for each other, they pursue a relationship. Theodore begins to change and (Y/N) feels that they're losing him. a/n: i wanna apologize for how long it's taken for me to get this out, but i hope its still enjoyable. also do you guys like the summaries before the story? not sure if i should keep them or not

Theodore Nott and (Y/N) (L/N) have known each other since they were young. Being purebloods, they were put together with the other pureblood kids at parties. The first party they ever been to, the two clicked, deciding they were designated party buddies at these boring functions.

Aside from the Malfoy's, the (L/N)'s also threw numerous elegant parties. The (L/N)'s never cared for where the kids were as long as they were exhibiting proper sophisticated behavior when present. At one of the (L/N)'s parties, young (Y/N) dragged young Theodore to one of the many rooms in the manor, wanting to escape the adults. The room had rows of books from floor to ceiling, a fireplace, and big windows that brought in beautiful sunlight during the day.

From that day forward, that was (Y/N)'s and Theodore's room. (Y/N) would always bring Theodore to the room whenever he was over, whether it be during parties or the holidays, and Theodore would bring more books to add to the shelves. Sometimes they would invites some of their closet pureblood friends like Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, Blaise, and the Greengrass sisters, but to them, it was their room only.

Once the two began going to Hogwarts, they felt closer than ever, and the fact that they were both placed in Slytherin helped. If (Y/N) was in the library studying, Theodore was next to them helping. If Theodore was chilling in the common room with his mates, (Y/N) was sitting right next to him.

In fourth year, the Triwizard Tournament was taking place and the Yule Ball was announced. Everyone was scrambling to find someone to take. Theodore had only one person in mind though, (Y/N). He told them to meet him at the astronomy tower, where he stood there holding their favorite flowers, ready to pop the question.

"(Y/N) (L/N), will you make me the luckiest man alive by being my date to the Yule Ball?"

Much to his pleasure, (Y/N) said yes.

The day of the Yule Ball finally came and everyone was excited. Both (Y/N) and Theodore were nervous, not wanting to embarrass themselves in front of the other. The moment the two laid their eyes on each other, they didn't even notice the other people around them, all they saw was each other. Toward the end of the night, Theodore told (Y/N) his feelings, sparking a new relationship at Hogwarts.

Everything was going just fine, sure they may have small arguments, but Theodore and (Y/N) would always be able to patch things up. But things start to change in the sixth year. Theodore started to be more distant. He would either be late to breakfast or not show up at all. Everytime (Y/N) would ask if they could meet somewhere, Theodore would always reply with "Can't, I'm busy right now." This change was putting a strain on their relationship.

To everyone else, it seemed that Theodore and (Y/N) were fine, but in reality, there's an unknown battle going on. (Y/N) tried to appear happy in front of their friends, not wanting to worry them, but there was one person that could see through their facade. Pansy.

Every time Pansy would confront (Y/N) about this, (Y/N) would defend Theodore with their life.

"(Y/N), I can see things between you and Theo aren't okay."

"No! I mean, we're fine. Theo's just busy right now with school."

Pansy knew that they really cared for Theodore and don't want to face the facts that their relationship is starting to fall. But by doing so, (Y/N) is slowly bleeding out from the pain he is causing them.

Before winter break, (Y/N) was invited to Slughorn's Christmas Party. Those who were attending were encouraged to bring a date. They decided to take a chance and ask Theodore to be their date, not wanting to go with anyone else.

(Y/N) was able to find Theodore in the common room reading, and decided to take chance.

"Hey."

Theo looks up at them. "Hey."

"I was wondering, if you weren't busy, if you would be my date to Slughorn's Christmas Party?" There was a slight pause. "Blaise and Pansy are going. I think Daphne too."

(Y/N) looks at Theodore, slightly scared for his response. The man took a breathe before answering.

"Sure."

"Good." (Y/N) said. "It's on the 20th at 8 o'clock. Dress nice."

Theodore Nott said yes to going. So why was (Y/N) disappointed by his response? It's because his response wasn't what they were expecting. Theodore's responses were typically more energetic, telling them there was nothing else he'd rather do than spend time with them.

Was this the beginning of an end? Is (Y/N) starting to lose Theodore? Or is it the other way around? Will Theodore lose (Y/N) by pushing them away?

The night of Slughorn's Christmas Party was not an exciting one. (Y/N) was deciding if they should just ditch it and leave Theodore waiting for them, if he even bothered to show up. But of course, Theodore wouldn't ditch them nor would (Y/N), having been taught manners all their life by their parents.

The two met up in the common room, deciding they could walk together to Slughorn's office for the party. The walk was painfully silent, until (Y/N) decided to break it.

"So. How have you been?"

"Fine." Theodore responds. "You?"

"I've been alright. Mainly doing school work."

Theodore hums in response, ending the brief conversation.

Luckily, they had arrived at Slughorn's office. Theodore opened the door and as they walked in, it felt like they were transported somewhere else. It seemed as if the Potions professor really out did himself, with all the gold, crimson, and emerald hangings, it definitely did not feel like they were in his office.

(Y/N) spotted their Slytherin friends and dragged Theodore towards them. Pansy stood with Blaise, who was holding her waist while Daphne Greengrass was chatting it up with Adrian Pucey.

"Hey, Pansy!" (Y/N) called out.

Pansy turned towards the two Slytherins at the sound of her name. "(Y/N)! Theodore!" She ran to give (Y/N) a hug, Blaise joining her to give Theodore their so called 'bro hugs'.

"You look stunning," Pansy says.

"Aw thank you Pansy," said (Y/N). "You do too!"

"And what about your other favorite Slytherin? Don't I look hot?" Blaise asks with a sly grin.

"Ah Blaise," (Y/N) begins to say. "You look absolutely terrible." A small 'Hey!' leaves Blaise's month as he looks offend. "Joking, joking!"

A voice calls (Y/N)'s name. It was Professor Slughorn.

"Ah (Y/N)! I'm so glad you're here. Come with me, I've got a couple people who are want to meet the (L/N)'s heir!"

"Oh er, sure Professor," (Y/N) tells him as he begins to drag them away.

"Worry not dear (Y/N) you'll be back with your friends soon!"

As Slughorn was bringing (Y/N) to meet some of his friends and alumni, (Y/N)'s eyes looked at Theodore, who wasn't even aware or concerned about their temporary departure. In fact, he was more focused on the seemingly wonderful conversation he was having with Daphne Greengrass.

While being forced to talk with numerous people, thanks to Professor Slughorn, (Y/N) couldn't help but keep looking for Theodore, hoping he was looking for them but to their disappointment, he was staring still staring into the eyes of Daphne, smiling as she was talking. He hadn't looked at them like that in ages.

They had to talk to Theodore.

(Y/N) turned to the lady that was currently chatting with her. "My apologies, I must be heading now, if you could excuse me." They began walking towards their supposed lover and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hello Theodore, Daphne. I hope you don't mind if I talk to Theo about something, do you?" (Y/N) asks.

"Oh no, go ahead," Daphne tells them.

(Y/N) had already begun to drag Theodore outside the party, pulling him into an empty corridor. As soon as they stopped, Theodore yanks his hand out of (Y/N)'s grasp.

"What is it you want, (Y/N)?" Theodore asks. "Daphne and I were in the middle of a conversation."

"What I wanna know is what is up with you? Since the start of this year, you've practically been ignoring me! Everytime I've asked to do something, you always say you're busy!"

"That's because I am busy-"

"Doing what? Spending time with Daphne? Avoiding us?"

"(Y/N), no. It isn't-"

"It isn't what, Theodore? I see the way you look at Daphne. It's how you used to look at me."

At this point, (Y/N) was struggling to hold their tears back, releasing all the anger, frustration and pain they've been holding in.

"This whole time I've been pretending everything was fine, but in reality I was waiting for you to do something to save us. To show that you still love me."

"(Y/N) I still love you."

"If you still did, we wouldn't be having this conversation."

Theodore took a deep breath, obviously starting to get frustrated.

"Listen (Y/N), let's just go back to the party and talk about this later." Theo tells them.

"Oh? So you can avoid this whole conversation and me the rest of the night? To spend your night with someone else?"

"Honestly (Y/N), you're over exaggerating," Theodore scoffs. He turns and starts walking away from them.

"And where are you going?"

"Away. I think we need space right now. I'll see you after break."

Theodore leaves (Y/N) alone in the corridor. All (Y/N) could do was sob, feeling heartbroken. The next day, they took the next train and returned to the (L/N)'s manor.

"How has school been? Are you passing all your classes?" (Y/N)'s mother asked during lunch.

(Y/N) swallowed the piece of food in their mouth before responding. "It's been alright. I'm doing well in all my classes. I have O's and E's."

"And how are your friends?" (Y/N)'s father chimes in. "Oh and Nott's boy! How could I forget? How is he?"

"Oh Theodore! That boy is so sweet." (Y/N)'s mother said.

Of course they'd have to bring up Theodore. "Everyone's doing alright. We're just all busy with classes and preparing for NEWTs next year." said (Y/N), trying to avoid the topic of the Slytherin boy.

"You know," their mother begins. "I wouldn't mind if you and Theodore got married once you graduate from Hogwarts."

If (Y/N) had anything in their mouth, they would've done a spit take.

(Y/N)'s father agreed. "I think it would be wonderful! Uniting the Nott and (L/N) families."

(Y/N) didn't want to let their parents know what happened between the two. It would only cause more harm and could ruin any business going on between the two families. Besides, who'd want to marry the insecure heir of the (L/N)?

Not wanting to discuss this anymore (as well as losing their appetite), (Y/N) handing their plate to the families house elf before standing up.

"If you'll excuse me, I would like to do a bit of studying."

(Y/N) began walking straight to their room, until a specific set of doors caught their eye. They decide to take a detour and enter it. It was the room where Theodore and (Y/N) would spend their times hiding from the adults at the elegant pureblooded parties.

It looked about the same since they were last in it near the beginning of summer. Shelves of books filled from floor to ceiling, the fireplace was out, books strewn about on tables, and their most favorite part of this room, the large windows that shined sunlight on them. It was one of the major things that Theodore and (Y/N) liked about this room.

On one of the tables was a handkerchief with the initials T.N. embroidered on it. It was Theodore's.

One summer afternoon, (Y/N) and Theodore sat across from each other reading. Theodore heard small sniffs and looked up to see (Y/N) with tears welled up in their eyes.

"(Y/N) are you alright?" He asked them, concerned for their wellbeing.

(Y/N) looked up at him. "Oh, yes, sorry. I just got to a really emotional part in my book, but I'm alright."

Theodore put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a white cloth with the letters T.N. on it in gold.

"Here, (Y/N)," Theodore says as he hands it to them. "So you can wipe the tears. I hate to see you cry."

(Y/N) immediately takes the handkerchief and dabs the tears away. "Thank you so much Theo."

The boy gave them a smile. "Anything for you (Y/N)."

All (Y/N) could do was cry at the memory. The Theodore that they once loved, was practically gone. The love they had for each other has faded. They could no longer find the pulse leading to their love.

All that remain was the room that Theodore and (Y/N) had loved because of the light.

#harry potter #harry potter x reader #theodore nott #theo nott #theodore nott x reader #theo nott x reader #theodore nott x y/n #theo nott x y/n #theo nott imagine

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cloudysunflowr · 4 months

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The deity of plants

Perhaps one of the more playful trees you’ll encounter~

She is the goddess of plants, fungi, family, and games. She can sink down and “swim” through the ground. Julie also loves to play games with the other deities and partakes in her own innocent fun with pranks. She finds so much joy in spooking her followers when they lean on her thinking she's a tree.

She calls upon you with the smell of flowers and the sounds of wood tapping. Overall, she’s playful and kind, often getting offerings for a good harvest.

Her favorite things are pinecones, pansy flowers, shiitake mushrooms, and chalk.

I did this in more my other style so it can hopefully blend together better~

Anywho~~~

Here’s some alts!

#cloudyart #art #digital art #drawing #painting #welcome home #deity julie #deity au #welcome home au #au

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suugarbabe · 6 months

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hii penelope, how are u doing? i have a writing sugestion

slytherin boys headcanons on the yule ball season, like how they would invite reader to dance and so on

i practice dance for hobby so i thought it may be a great ideia, hopefully you'll enjoy writing this!

Yule Ball Headcannons

Mattheo Riddle:

he doesn't ask you in a grand gesture, more so like he kind of traps you against the wall in a corridor, tone dripping with honey and silk telling you he'd go mad if you don't go with him

when you agree (because of course you do) he insists on buying your dress, whatever you want (as slutty as you want because he can fight so he's not worried)

his dress robes match your dress effortlessly

some form of him is touching some form of you all night, there's never not a hand, finger, lip not touching you

he's a surprisingly good dancer, both traditionally and relaxed when the better more current music starts playing

you and him definitely leave early for some 👀 alone time before the others make it back to the dorms

Theodore Nott:

Theo is a shy boy at heart, especially with those he fancies (like really truly fancies)

he asks you by passing a charmed note, a cute little drawing of the two of you dancing drawn in the corner

you immediately say yes, nearly knocking him over when you jump on him after class

Theo's a little awkward on the dance floor when it comes to traditional dancing, but he does his best effort to twirl you when he should twirl you

and he's fantastic of dipping you because then he gets to kiss you passionately like the men he sees in old muggle movies that you show him

Theo takes you to the astronomy tower once you're both tired of the ball activities

hes obsessed with the way you disregard your dress and just sit on the floor, legs hanging over the edge while all the floof pools around you as you share a spliff back and forth to cap out the night

Lorenzo Berkshire:

when Lorenzo asks you, it's not a grand gesture but an incredibly sweet one

he would buy your favorite candies and probably some flowers and come up to you in your common room, he'd kneel down in front of you, tell you how beautiful you were and ask you to accompany him to the ball

you'd of course say yes (because who can deny this sweet faced boy)

and then you'd go dress shopping with Pansy who would convince you to get the perfect combination of classy and slinky for a dress

so when you come down the common room stairs wearing it Enzo's hands are immediately in front of him because there's no way you look that good (he thinks hes about to pass out)

all throughout the dance Enzo does not take his eyes off of you

he ends the night with the sweetest, longest, most passionate make out session your brain goes fuzzy and he leaves you chasing for more

Draco Malfoy:

Draco is money; not just money but wealth; not just wealth but generational wealth

when he asks you it isn't necessarily in person

but one day you get home from dinner and there's a large box on your bed

and when you open it you find the most beautiful dress that you have ever seen, in your exact measurements, with a hand written poem

of which at the end just says 'all my love xx D'

so when you see Draco the next day at breakfast you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him deeply

and when he pulls back he's laughing lightly with a "so is that a yes darling"

at the dance he's similar to Mattheo, surprising you with how good of a dancer he is

and you're enjoying each other so much that you're some of the last students there and you didn't even notice until you hear the last call

Blaise Zabini:

when Blaise asks you it's with earrings in your birthstone

Blaise is elegance and silent power and it drips off him with everything he does

he pays for your dress, and your shoes, and your jewlery for the evening

at the dance he accompany's you for a few songs

but he's secure enough to let you dance with just your friends for a couple songs as well

does the gentlemanly things and asks to "cut in" before wrapping his arms around you and holding you close for a slow song

at the end of the dance is when he tells you he loves you for the first time and it makes your heart swell because you're both dressed so fancy and it makes your brain go wiley thinking about what it would be like to be married to him once you both finish school

#slytherin boys #enzo berkshire x you #blaise zabini x you #theodore nott x you #theo nott x you #draco malfoy x you #mattheo riddle x you #lorenzo berkshire x you #slytherin boys x you

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aiuredsworld · 8 months

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Gladiolus Harry and Delphinium Draco

So I have this project in mind, uh let’s call it “HP character & their spiritual flowers” The style gonna be medieval era + greek statue-alike with some touch of golden magic glittering effects, and of course, my favorite dim grayish palette. There’ll be a story line behind each character.

Draco was a Heir of Malfoy family. He was raised over-protectively and all royal. Delphinium was his spiritual flower. It represented dignity, grace and magnanimous.

His lover, Harry, a curse breaker, had been away on a demon hunting mission. Harry’s spiritual flower was Gladiolus. It represented strength, faithfulness, morals, remembrance and heroism. Harry pinned the Malfoy crest Draco once gave him close to his heart. Legend said it was charmed to protect the holder.

Though in the deepest place of Draco's heart, he always knew that delphinium was also a symbol of remembering a loved one who has passed... He wished he would never be associated with it. Draco would looked outside the Manor palatial tearoom window. The flowers bloomed and wilted and died as the day passed. Draco would just simply re-plant it again and again. Count on the day when Harry would return home.

Now only Draco and Harry were done. I plan to do the others as well,

Asphodel Severus, he was Draco’s mentor

Jasmine/Daffodil Narcissa (can’t decide yet)

Dahlia Hermione, she was a political woman

Lenten Rose Ron, he was a royal soldier

Red Rose Pansy, she was a Parkinson heir

Etc. I don’t know when i gonna finish all of them, but it’ll be fun to draw.

#hpdm #drarry #harry potter

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vodika-vibes · 3 months

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Hello there! Congrats for the followers! For the bouquet requests, may I have Red Carnation (Deep Romantic Love) and Lilac (First Love) for Rex with f!reader and fluffsies? Where it's Rex's first relationship and maybe reader's pottering about in a balcony garden and snipping some flowers to put in a vase (like snapdragons, cornflowers, calendulas, and carnations) and he just loves reader's little mumblings and mumblings? Maybe a hug from behind from Rex (or for Rex? Don't mind!)?

I'm such a sap and so many of those flowers have a place in my heart, but these two (rose and pansy also but i could only put two in the bouquet haha!) are some of my favourite flowers of all time! I'm desperate fr spring and summer to see my plants come back up and see what self seeders have survived this mild December and very frozen January, so tha tmay show in this ask 😅

Take your time and no obligation <3

(@eternal-transcience)

Fairy Tales

Summary: It's a beautiful spring day, and you get to spend the day with the love of your life, Rex.

Pairing: Captain Rex x F!Reader

Word Count: 1020

Warnings: This is sappy

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: So, full disclosure, I only know how to repot plants because mom made me garden as a punishment as a child (so in my brain gardening is still a punishment) luckily, Home Depot has very handy gardening tips on their website. Also, I hope Rex is in character her. He's surprisingly hard to write. But I hope you enjoy it!

If someone were to ask you what your favorite time of year was, you would immediately answer the spring. You love watching the snow melt and feeling the bitter cold of winter fade into the gentle warmth of the spring.

But your absolute favorite part of spring is watching your flowers bloom.

Being able to wake up each morning and peeking out your window to see if there’s a hint of color on your balcony, it’s everything you love about the spring.

And this year, this year you get to introduce your love of spring to your new boyfriend. You couldn’t be more excited if you tried.

Speaking of said boyfriend-

Strong arms slide around your waist and warm lips press against the back of your head, “You look like you’re having fun, mesh’la.” Rex murmurs against the back of your head, and then he shifts and rests his chin on your shoulder, “What are you doing, anyway?”

You flash him a small grin, “I’m repotting some of my plants. They’ve outgrown their smaller pots. Do you want to help?”

“I’m not sure how much help I’ll be.” Rex warns as he tightens his arms around your waist, “I can’t exactly claim that I’m something of an expert on plants.”

A laugh slips from your lips, “Oh, Rex,” You set the pot you’re handling down on the table, and turn in his arms so you’re able to look at him properly, “You don’t have to be an expert, I’m happy to teach you.” You wrap your arms around his waist, “And if you’re not interested in learning, then I’ll be happy with your company.”

Rex’s smile is soft as he watches you, “I don’t mind helping. This is important to you, right? I want to learn so I can help you.”

You stare at him for a moment, and then you press your face against his shoulder, feeling like you’re about to melt into a puddle. How can this man be so soft and sweet? It should be illegal to love someone as much as you love him.

“Mesh’la?”

You pull away and grin up at him, “Sorry, I’m just thinking about how much I love you.”

He averts his gaze shyly for a moment, and you are unable to hide your giggles as you press your face back against his shoulder and inhale the scent that’s pure Rex.

You’ve never loved anyone as much as you love Rex.

All of those stories you read as a child, about True Love and happily ever afters, they always seemed like they were exaggerations. After all, you’ve been in love before, and it never felt like how the stories claimed.

And then you met Rex.

Sweet Rex. Kind Rex. Gentle Rex.

Rex who smiles at you like you are his only source of joy. Rex who touches you like you’re made of the finest gemstones. Rex who managed to make you believe in Fairy Tales again, so long as it’s with him.

Rex, who’s never been in a relationship before you, but knows that you’re his happily ever after.

You release a love-struck sigh and turn your head slightly to look up at him. Rex is watching you, and though you see his cheeks darken at the way you look at him, he just chuckles and presses his hand over your eyes, “You need to stop looking at me like that.”

“And how am I looking at you?” You ask as you duck under his hand.

“Like I hung the stars in the sky just for you.”

You laugh softly, your love struck smile becoming something smaller, but no less loving, “Is that so bad?”

He ducks his head and kisses the tip of your nose, “We’re also not going to get anything done if you keep looking at me like that.”

“Is this your way of saying that I need to focus?” You tease.

“I suppose one of us has to be the mature one,” He teases right back. Rex kisses your nose one last time, and then gently spins you so that you’re facing the table again, “So. Walk me through it.” He says as he slides his arms around your waist again.

“It’s really easy,” You reply, “First, you need to choose a pot. Which…I have already done, so you can skip that step.” He chuckles low in his ear and your face heats, “Shush, I didn’t think you would want to help, so I already bought everything I needed.”

Rex kisses your cheek, “Next time we can go together.”

“It’s a date,” You say brightly, “Anyway! You fill the new pot with soil, and then you remove the plant from the old pot and loosen the roots, and then stick it in the new pot, add more soil, water it and done!” You gesture to the green plant dramatically, “See, easy.”

You glance at Rex and see that he’s watching you with a look of adoration on his face.

“What?” You ask, suddenly feeling shy.

“I love you so much,” He murmurs.

Your face heats, but a delighted smile crosses your face, “I didn’t do anything special.”

“You don’t have to do anything special. You’re you. It’s more than enough.” Rex murmurs, and then he kisses your cheek again, “Is it always like this? Being in love?”

“I hope so,” You reply, “I thought I’ve loved before, but it never felt so…”

“So-?”

“Perfect.” You finish with a small smile, “Natural. Easy.”

He laughs softly, “Well, in that case, I’m glad that I fell for you first. I would hate to have a subpar experience.”

You laugh, “Well, I’m happy to be of service.”

His arms tighten a little more, and then loosen again, “Alright, let me try. I’m sure I can’t mess this up too badly.”

He releases you and moves to stand next to you, and you immediately turn to slide your arms around his waist.

You have no way of knowing what the future holds, but you hope that there’s a lot more of this. Soft and warm and happy, surrounded by flowers and love.

#star wars #tcw #vodika vibes follower event #captain rex x reader #rex x reader #f!reader fic #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #answered asks

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You didn't burn those flowers, did you|t.nott part 2

part 1

summary: Sometimes it's better for us if our prayers are not listening by anyone.

parings: Theodore Nott x fem!reader

warnings: bad grammar, lack of self -respect

word counts: 2131

author's note: It's part 2 and I hope y'all going to enjoy this. Also I started working on something bigger than one shots so I hope that you're going to like this.

Love is like poison, once you will be loved by a person, you’re going to end up in pain. The only thing that love is doing it’s just crushing your soul and you will never be the same.

“You didn't burn those flowers, did you?” Mattheo asked.

This night was so peaceful with a bright sky and music blasting somewhere behind us. I couldn’t see Theo tonight. He was way too drunk and his eyes once blue now was just dark and full of hatred.

“I couldn’t. I’m still hoping that he’s going to change. He’s going to talk to me.” I responded and passed him a pack of cigarettes.

Mattheo sighed and took one cigarette from the pack. Then he lit my cigarette. I really appreciated the fact that he was worrying about me. I decided to give him a chance because deep down I know that he liked me. We both know that I still loved Theo.

Ever since we barely see Nott. And when we were seeing him, he was drunk or high. I lose all hope that he’s going to talk not only to me but also the rest of our group.

“So now you and Mattheo are a thing.” Pansy theoretical asked.

“Yeah… but he knows that I still have feelings for Theo and I didn’t burn those fucking flowers. I don’t think that I will ever be ready to do this” I responded.

Pansy looked at me and started to look for her favorite black skirt. I was really hoping that she’s going to say something but she didn’t do it. When I was finishing my makeup, she came closer. She sat down and at this moment I started to regret my wish. She was doing that when she wanted to tell me about something which wasn’t really good news to me.

“If you want to drop Mattheo and run back to your ex, just keep it in mind that Cedric is single,” she said.

“Pansy what the fuck are you talking about?” I screamed at her.

“When I was looking for a Nott because I wanted to ask him about a book I borrowed to him I heard something” she responded.

“Girl, don't try my patience” I said.

“Cedric was talking about getting back to you because you two did a project together. He didn’t tell what you two were doing but he was getting at you cheating Theo with him.” Pansy stated.

“You're kidding right?” I asked.

“If you want to take this as a joke then yes.” she ironically responded.

“Fuck me.” I commented.

“What do you want to do with this?” she asked.

“Well I want to show him that me and him hooking up was just a simple mistake.” I responded.

Pansy nodded her head and started talking about her idea of revenge. I was just simply in shock because me and Cedric agreed that our relationship has to end. When Pansy was ready we went to a party and I decided to play a game with Cedric.

I was sitting at the counter. Mattheo was touching my thigh. And I saw Cedric sitting on the couch with Aurelie. He knew exactly what he was doing.

“Go and talk to Aurelie, I know that you like her now.” I told to Mattheo.

“You sure?” he asked.

“Yes, we both know that we like to flirt with each other but you can’t kiss me because you’re going to betray Theo and I can’t kiss you because I love him. Holding hands and cuddling it’s nothing. So go and talk to her.” I responded and playfully hit his head.

I couldn’t wait long for him and Aurelie disappearing outside. I jumped off the counter and went to Cedric. I sat at his lap. The best part was that he wasn’t surprised, it was almost like he wanted me to do it.

“Tell me, this is what we did, when we were doing a project” I asked.

I knew that his friends were looking at us and were interested in this situation. So I kissed him on the cheek. I knew what I was doing but I didn’t know that Theo was here and he was looking. But when he saw this he just left. I mean that’s what Lorenzo told me after.

“Or maybe we were doing this” I stated.

His face turned red because I didn’t knew what he told his friends and his friends were smiling, some of them were laughing.

“That’s what I thought. Next time, when you decide to make out with me while doing a project, just tell me what we did because I still don’t know. And I think I’m supposed to know.” I said.

Then I headed to the yard. I needed to smoke. It didn’t last long when the yard was full of people who wanted to know what just happened. I was making myself a drink when Cedrics’ friends were telling everyone what happened. I was really glad that some of our friends had a house where we could drink on the weekends. Once the party was over, a new week has come.

Something changed after that party. Me and Mattheo were still flirting because Aurelie and any other girl didn’t last long as befits Mattheo. Lorenzo was still a loser when it comes to drinking and poor Blaise had to take care of him. Pansy and Draco would still make out with us in one room. It was all the same but the change was in Theo. He was still intoxicated when we were seeing him but we could see him frequently. I mean I was seeing him more often than the rest of us. But he still refused to talk to us.

One time Pansy and I were talking about a borrowed book and even though Nott didn’t talk to us, he gave it back. He didn’t come to us and gave it back but the next day a book was laying in front of our bedroom. He was attending Quidditch again. He was signing me to be his partner at every work even though he was doing this all by himself. This is how three weeks passed. When we were all sitting in the common room when Elijah came with a big smile on his face.

“My dear friends, I will be throwing a party on Friday, so feel free to come and get drunk” he screamed, “And my dear Y/N, Cedric is also invited so yall can make a clusterfuck again” he added.

I sarcastically smiled in response.

“Oh come on girl, after your whatever that was everyone was concentrating on you and made a pretty big mess in my yard.” Elijah said.

“Thanks for reminding me. I would kill myself without this quick reminder.” I responded.

Elijah looked at me and smiled.

“Do you think that Theo is going to be there?” Blaise asked.

“I guess so.” I responded.

Before the party I decided to go to Muggle world for a pack of cigarettes. It was way much better than ours. It took me too long so I arrived a bit late. I always wonder how Elijahs’ parents never realized what was happening in their house. When I was inside I realized that I might have arrived too late because Lorenzo was already drunk. It’s not like he needed much alcohol, I just knew that at first they don’t drink too much. They are always waiting for some kind of drama and then the party begins. I was looking for Theo but I couldn’t find him, so I just sat down with my friends.

“Do you have it?” Pansy asked so I showed her a pack of cigarettes.

“Here’s your drink” Mattheo said while passing me a coup.

The smell was so strong and I knew that today I’m not walking by myself but someone is going to carry me from this house.

Many drinks after, Theo came. He was already drunk so TROUBLE was screaming loudly. All of us were waiting for him to do something but he went to make himself a drink.

Then to our surprise he sat with us.

He sat next to me.

The silence was so loud even though the party was yobby. He didn’t even look at us. He was just sitting. I was chugging my drink and thanks to the drunk Lorenzo, the silence was over. He started saying stupid things and Pansy started to respond to him. After a while they all were again loud but I felt really uncomfortable. When I was about to stand and go to make another drink, he grabbed my cup to make me a drink.

“You should just chill Y/N and be natural.” Draco stated.

“Easier said than done…” I said but I was interrupted by a glass bump.

Theo decided to bring alcohol to our table. I looked over and saw Cedric. He was looking at me and if Lorenzo was telling the truth and Theo saw what I did last time, I wasn’t surprised that he brought alcohol here.

After a drink Pansy and Draco just disappeared, Lorenzo went to some bedroom to sleep. So on the couch was me, Theo, Blaise and Mattheo. I chugged four more drinks and I knew that I had to stop. I was way too drunk so I decided to go outside to smoke but I took a drink with me. I also couldn’t stand Theo, I was happy that he’s with us but the way he acted, more like he didn't act unbearable.

I went to the end of the yard and the wind was whipping me gently. It was still night. Music was softly blasting and there was no one outside so I could be alone for a minute. But to be honest I don’t know how long I was sitting there. I knew that drink and half of cigarettes were gone.

When I got inside the mess was insane. A lot of broken glasses and blood. Fucking blood. I could feel like my heart stopped for a second. I sober up in a second. I started to look around but I couldn’t find him. But I saw Cedric all in blood. And I knew what happened. I started to look for Mattheo or Blaise. I found Blaise by the exit when he was looking for Theo.

“What happened?” I asked.

“Y/N” Blaise said while hugging me, “you didn’t come back for a solid hour and we didn’t see you in the yard so Mattheo went to look for you.” he added.

“I was just sitting at the very last corner of it,” I said.

“Yes, that’s the problem. It’s dark and we always know where you smoke.” he responded to me.

“I know, I just needed to be alone for a second and I’m sorry for worrying you.” I said, “but what happened to Cedric?” I asked.

“You weren’t coming back and Cedric started to make up the stories of you two doing a project. So Theo went to him and started to fight. Then he grabbed alcohol and just left.” Blaise responded.

“How long ago did he leave?” I asked.

“10 minutes maybe.” Blaise responded.

“I’m going to look for him. I might know where he is.” I stated.

I knew that Blaise didn’t want me to go alone and drunk at night but it was the only way to find Theodore.

The night was still peaceful but my heart wasn’t. The only place he could go was the heathland. We were always going for some privacy there because only we knew where it was. As I was closer and closer I could hear him breaking a bottle.

“Theodore, can we talk!” I screamed when I was close enough.

He decided to ignore me and just walk by.

“Theo, can you just fucking stop!” I screamed again.

He ignored me again so I decided to walk faster to him. When I was by his side, I grabbed his wrist. He pushed me but I did it again. This time he stopped walking but he didn’t look at me.

“Teddy, let’s just talk.” I calmly said.

He grabbed me by my cheeks and kissed me. It was a long and passionate kiss but something was off.

“I don’t want to talk. I just want you to love me but you had to choose fucking Cedric. At first I didn’t believe the rumors but then I saw how you smiled at each other. Every time you two were together, you were laughing a lot and I knew that he makes you feel good. And then the fact that they knew was even worse. Because that day I lost not only a girl I love more than anything but also my friends. And then I saw you and Cedric at that party and I realized that I need to let you go even though I still love you.” Theo said.

He was still holding my face so I grabbed his arm so he couldn’t just go away.

“It’s not like that,” I said and then I explained everything to him. I knew that he wanted to listen to me because he let me talk.

“I’m sorry, I really mean this. I love you and I don’t want to lose you ever again.” he whispered to my ear while hugging me.

“Let’s clean you up.’’ I said and gave him a peck on the lips.

I wanted to start over, he wanted to start over and it was all that mattered to me.

“You didn't burn those flowers, did you?” Theo asked but it sounded more like he wanted to convince himself.

“I prayed that these flowers would burn on their own, because I couldn’t do it.” I responded and hugged him even tighter.

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choicesmonthlychallenge · 2 months

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Choices March Challenge 2024

I asked and you answered. It seems like flowers and spring are prompts you are interested in for the March Challenge!

I hope you enjoy the prompts I chose. There is a mix of flowers, spring related words, March holidays, dialogue prompts, and visual floral prompts. I also posted some floral dividers that you're welcome to use.

Have Fun + Happy Creating!

Prompts + Guidelines below the cut!

Flowers (these are some possibilities, but all flowers are accepted)

Bleeding Heart Flower

Carnation

Chrysanthemum

Coneflower

Corpse Flower

Daffodil

Daisy

Gladiolus

Hydrangea

Iris

Jade Vine

Lavender

Lilac

Lily

Marigold

Moonflower

Nightshade

Orchid

Pansy

Peony

Poppy

Rose

Snapdragon

Sunflower

Tulip

Wildflowers

Spring

Awakening

Baby animals

Butterflies

Clear skies

Daylight saving

Fresh air

Growth

New Life

Outdoor activities + sports

Picnics

Rain boots

Rainy days

Renewal

Spring cleaning

Sunny weather

Warm temperatures

Longer days

Umbrella

March Holidays (these are some possibilities, but all March Holidays are accepted)

March 01: National Peanut Butter Lover's Day

March 08: International Women's Day

March 09: National Barbie Day + Get over it Day

March 11: National Napping Day

March 15: The Ides of March

March 16: National Panda Day

March 17: St. Patrick's Day

March 18: Awkward Moments Day

March19: First day of spring

March 23: National Puppy Day

March 30: National Take a Walk in the Park Day + Doctors' Day

March 31: Easter

Dialogue Prompts

"The flowers in the park seem to have a secret language, don't they?"

"Why does every spring bring back memories of that garden?"

"I can't believe you kept that secret from me all these years."

"Why do you always have to be so stubborn?"

"I never thought I'd see you again."

"Do you believe in second chances?"

"I thought we were in this together."

"You're not the person I thought you were."

"Sometimes silence speaks louder than words."

"Is it too late to start over?"

"I don't know who I am anymore."

"We're running out of time."

"Why are you really here?"

"Your laughter is my favorite melody."

"If our love story were a book, every page would be filled with the softest words and the sweetest kisses. What chapter are we on now?"

“Will you please shut up”

“Of all the things i love about you, this is my favorite.”

Visual Prompts:

If one of these inspire a creative work from you feel free to use it. You can list the prompt topic + # (ie: Rainbow 3)

Guidelines + Rules

Submitted works will be featured on a weekly masterlist

Every form of creative work can be submitted: fanfiction, drabbles, moodboards, edits, drawings, poems, songs, sketches, and more—all are welcomed.

Work from any book and story from the Choices (and Pixelberry) universe are welcome (new and old alike)!

You can participate as many times as you want during the month

Clearly list the prompt your used

You can combine submissions for this event and others

Please add a cut to avoid long posts and exposing other fans to triggering/disturbing content.

If your work is NS*W please label it as such and use appropriate warnings. Adult content should be hidden under the page break.

You can get creative with the prompts. It can be a variation of the word and/or concept. It doesn’t have to be exact or literal. If the word inspires a train of thought that led you to something different, put that in the notes and send it in! Have fun with it! Make them work for you! The ultimate goal is just to find joy in creating!

Please tag @choicesmonthlychallenge and if you’d like to add me you can do so as well~ @lovealexhunt (feel free to DM me your work too since Tumblr tags are fickle)

Please do not submit work that has been created with AI. Works that contain AI will not be reblogged. If reblogged inadvertently and I find out they have AI, they will be deleted.

Late entries will be accepted through April 5

#choices #choices game #playchoices #choices stories you play #choices monthly challenge #choices march challenge #choices march challenge 2024 #choices monthly challenge 2024 #march2024

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hampink · 11 months

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so kaku twitter space Q&A highlights (5/14/2023)

was casually listening to so kaku’s (kaguragi) twitter space while i was drawing, so here's some fun kingohger related + personal questions he answered that i noted down and translated!

(unfortunately i didn't record the stream though so you’ll just have to believe me)

(source: bro just trust me)

Q: who’s your favorite king in kingohger?

probably yanma. he’s very cool and manly, and i like how high energy he gets

Q: do you guys come up with the kingohger tiktoks yourselves?

we have a social media manager who suggests which audio to do, and we (the actors) decide how we'll act it out together

Q: anyone from the cast you talk to/hang out with the most?

all of them, but maybe because we’re shooting a lot of scenes with jeremy right now recently i talk to masashi ikeda a lot

Q: does kaguragi know what kuroda looks like?

oh but of course he does~!

Q: what's your favorite sentai?

dairanger! it's such a cool show

Q: a question from my 5 yr old son: does kaguragi like flowers? he says he wants to go flower picking with kaguragi

ahh, flower picking, how nice! yes, kaguragi likes flowers!

Q: does kaguragi have a favorite place?

he does, but i can't say what it is yet. there’s a really good scene (about it) so look forward to that

Q: how much of kaguragi’s hair is a wig? also how long does the hair and makeup take?

the entire thing is a wig. it used to take a lot longer to get into hair and makeup, but the makeup artists have gotten used to it/have gotten better at it so the process is a lot faster now, which i’m really grateful for

Q: i heard shiokara's actor does a lot of adlibs. do you do that a lot as kaguragi too?

“sukonbu piiman” (”sour konbu peppers”, kaguragi mishearing “sukopi”) was an adlib

Q: are kaguragi's geta (wooden sandals) hard to walk in?

it was at first, but i've gotten used to it now

Q: what’s your favorite anime?

code geass, gurren lagann, higurashi no naku koro ni. i like intense anime

Q: favorite musician?

BUMP OF CHICKEN

Q: favorite flower?

pansies

Q: favorite food?

curry, sushi, and yakiniku

Q: i love how hachi ohger incorporates kabuki movements in his fighting style. what's your relationship with kabuki?

i really like kabuki. it wasn’t a traditional kabuki production but when i was younger i saw a performance of “super kabuki” and thought it was really cool. as for kaguragi/hachi ohger, the suit actors and i would watch videos of kabuki actors and try to mimic their movements.

Q: we want to see the fruits of your (muscle) training!! please let kaguragi wear a tank top!!

hopefully we get to do a scene like that hahaha

Q: do you look up your name online?

i do... so please don’t say mean things about me ;w;

Q: what's kaguragi's favorite vegetable? my nephew who’s growing vegetables at home would like to know!

wow! kaguragi would love anything homegrown. but maybe in particular he likes tomatoes, or eggplants

Q: what’s your favorite thing about kaguragi’s outfit?

the haori (coat), definitely. it’s when i put it on that i really feel like i’ve transformed into kaguragi. but the outfit weighs 5 kilos... so heavy...

Q: tell us about the "H" incident

the what....? *suddenly remembers* OHHHH HAHAHA

so during the roll call scene in episode 10 where aoto (yanma) said "eichi no ou, yanma gasuto! (king of wisdom, yanma gast!)" i thought he said "eichi" as in the latin letter “H” (in japanese, H = hentai/ecchi, in other words he thought yanma said he was “the king of perverts/sex” LOL)

Q: what's kaguragi's color? (asking for light stick reasons since there’s no black color setting on a light stick)

it's orange, i'm pretty sure!

END

i joined in kinda late so there’s probably some questions i missed (and sorry if i remembered some details wrong, i was multitasking and not fully focused, but i did take simple notes) he also talked abt things like how he plays valorant and how great his muscle training is going etc (he lamented that kaguragi wears so much clothing and he doesn’t get to show off his muscles lol). i think i remember he also teased something about kaguragi and rita as a duo and something ~maybe~ happening with them in the plot

it was his first time hosting a twitter space and he gave off very boomer energy because he had No idea what he was doing. people kept trying to help him understand how to let in other speakers but he gave up lol xD he was kind of nervous but it was still a lot of fun! himeno and shiokara’s actors were there too, and he might do a twt space with the both of them next time ^^

#kingohger #king ohger #ohsama sentai kingohger #kaguragi dybowski #translation #so kaku #the flower picking question...my Heart

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that-one-raccoon · 3 months

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Magic and Mystery Incorrect Quotes

Part 2: Electric Boogaloo

Draco, Ron & Blaise: *screaming* Dazai: *runs into the room* What's wrong, Blaise?! Ron: Wait, why are you asking Blaise that when Draco and I'm also here? Dazai: Because Blaise wouldn't scream unless it's an emergency. You two scream whenever you have the chance. Ron: Blaise, what do you value about Dazai? Blaise: They’re thoughtful. They pick flowers and bring them to me. Often they’re ones I’ve just planted, but... Dazai: That’s how I know they’re fresh! Fred, watching Blaise and Dazai from afar: Two Bros, Chillin in a hot tub. Five feet apart because they think they’re not gay, BUT THEY REALLY ARE- Voldemort: I could kill you if I wanted. Dazai: Yeah? So could any other human being. So could a dog. So could a dedicated duck. You aren't special.

Ron: The last time I went to an urgent care clinic, I checked off 'excessive crying' on the symptom list, and then the nurse got really confused and said that was meant for babies.

Blaise: Do you know the ABCs of first aid? Dazai: A. Bone. Coming out of the skin is very bad.

Ron, at Dazai’s funeral: I need a moment with them. Everyone else at the funeral: Of course. *leaves* Ron, leaning over Dazai’s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead. Dazai, sitting up in the coffin: Yeah, no shit.

Dazai: Murder literally doesn’t hurt anyone! Ron: What are you talking about? Of course— Blaise, holding out a hand to shut Ron up: No, no, they have a point—

Hermione: I just found out from Ron today that when Dazai died and the service did the 21-gun salute at their funeral, Pansy said, “They should aim at the coffin to be sure.”

Dazai: I'm feeling it! What am I feeling? Death, probably.

Dazai, the foreign student: Fred, say aluminum again. It's the entire source of my serotonin during these trying times. Fred, the Brit TM: *sigh* Only for you, buddy. Alyoouminnieeum.

Draco: *sighs* Pansy: You bored? Draco: Yeah. Pansy: Wanna start drama for no reason? Draco: I thought you’d never ask.

Luna: :) Dazai: >:( Luna: Turn that frown upside down! Dazai: ):< Luna: Not sure what I was expecting...

Pansy: Didn't you die?! Dazai: That was weeks ago, dude. Things change.

Ron, upon first meeting him: Though I admit I don’t know much about you, I am feeling pretty confident in my assessment that you are probably some sort of sick deadly fuck. Dazai: Who told you my secret?

Dazai: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers? Blaise: Peonies, why? Dazai: Blaise: Were you going to get me flowers? Dazai: Blaise: Dazai: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

Dazai, showing up to Hogwarts: Guys, [Mori,] How do I play? *Dazai has drawn first blood!* *Dazai is on a killing spree!* *Dazai is on a rampage!* *Dazai is unstoppable!* *Dazai is dominating!* *Dazai is godlike!* Dazai: Don’t worry guys [Mori], I figured it out.

#magic and mystery #incorrect quotes #magic and mystery incorrect quotes #hell's hounds #fanfic au

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beeandheroddobsessions · 1 year

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If You Wonder

Pairing: Elvis x f!Reader

Summary: Elvis doesn’t know what it is about you, but he knows he’s not letting go.

A/N: The way I lied about when this was going up with my whole chest is so funny to me. Happy reading!- Bianca 💕

Stress couldn't even begin to cover what Elvis was feeling. The poor man is in disarray, and it's all over his appearance.

Hair tousled from his hands running through it; shirt untucked in haste, face flushed red with frustration.

With an upcoming tour and everyone wanting something different, he felt like the world was caving around him. He needed an escape, a moment where he was just a regular old joe.

There's a flower grove not too far from Graceland. It's secluded and quaint, and no one knows it exists; it's just what he needs.

Without a second thought, Elvis finds his feet carrying him in that direction. The walk brings its own wave of anxiety, having to worry about being spotted.

There's no doubt that Elvis loves his fans dearly, but if he’s got to deal with one more squealing girl, he might lose it. After glancing over his shoulder more times than he can count, he ducks into the trail hidden by the beautiful shrubbery.

His stomach settles, and his shoulders drop as he is hidden away from the world by mother nature. He is sure to thank her as he approaches the clearing he's grown so fond of.

A ghost of a smile rests upon his face as he enters the natural archway built by the leaves of weeping willows. There is where he finds you, clad in a yellow sundress, seated on the ground, book in hand, oblivious to the world. Footsteps are the only indication of another soul nearing you.

You glance up, unsure of who has wandered into your sanctuary. Your eyes widen just a bit when they land on the intruder. Unsure of what exactly to say in the presence of Elvis Presley himself, you offer a kind smile and return to the passage last read.

Elvis is appalled; for the first time in what seems like forever, a woman saw him and didn't pounce on him. The initial disappointment of finding you here is replaced by interest. The urge to talk to you grows stronger by the second, so he does.

"Hi there, I'm Elvis. Elvis Presley." You look over your book and see an extended hand. Reaching out to take it, you give your name in exchange,

"I know, my name's y/n."

Elvis quirks an eyebrow, "What's that your readin'?" He questions.

You point to the title, "It's an encyclopedia on flowers, see my favorite is the peony, but I like all of 'em. They're just so pretty. Ya know?"

Elvis nods his head and immediately understands why you're here. This place is littered with wildflowers, all different and beautiful in their own way.

"Mind if I sit with ya, darlin?" You shake your head and pat the grass next to you. He sits a little close, but it doesn't bother you.

"How'd you find this place?" you ask curiously. He lets out a chuckle and looks around a bit before answering,

"When I moved into Graceland, I went walkin' and stumbled upon it. How'd you find it?" He asks, just as curious.

"There's a trail of daisies leading into the clearing. Where there's one, there are many. I just followed the flowers." A purple pansy catches your eye, and you point it out to Elvis.

"That's why I kept coming back." He nods with a simple "Mm," and a comfortable silence falls over the two of you.

"Tell me 'bout 'em."

You tilt your head, slightly confused. "Bout what?" The smile he gives you is almost enough to make you sweat.

"The flowers, honey. Tell me about the flowers." Thus began your ramblings about the flora surrounding you both. Elvis had no interest in telling you to stop; he let you talk until the sun started to set.

"Goodness, I rambled on into the night," you laugh out.

"S'okay, I like hearing you talk, Bambi. Let me take ya home. Can't have a pretty thing like you roamin' alone."

You hesitate for a bit, wondering if it would inconvenience him. Elvis sees the gears turning and doesn't give you a choice. "Where do ya stay?"

You begin to stand, smoothing out your dress. "It's about a five-minute walk from here."

You both set out toward your home. As you resume the flower talk, your book is close to your chest. Not once do you lose his interest. For Elvis, this is refreshing, something he doesn't want to end so soon.

When you reach the front of your tiny home, he turns to face you. "Bambi, if ya don't mind, I'd like to be able to talk more with ya." You understand what he's hinting at and tell him to wait by the door as you scurry inside to find a pen and paper. You hand over the small slip and bid Elvis goodnight.

There isn't a word from him for another two days. Though it's a bit disheartening, your garden keeps you busy. Around one o'clock on a Wednesday, while you're labeling pots, the phone rings. You dash over to it, lifting the receiver to your ear.

"Bambi? Ya there?" You can't fight the smile finding its way onto your face. "Yes, E. M'here," He breathes, happy that he has the correct number.

"Good! How've you been?" You jot down tulips as you form a response,

"Fair to middlin', just a little busy, is all. And you?" He chuckles on the other side. "Stressed like hell, but glad to be talkin' to ya. What are your plans for today, honey?"

You let out a soft hum, "Nothin' too special. Just labelin' pots. I was gon' head down to the grove lat-"

"No! I mean, I was hopin' you could stay and chat with me. If you don't mind." You shake your head. "Of course, I don't." you talk for hours about your plans for the garden and the ins and outs of his tour.

This quickly becomes routine for you. Elvis calling and keeping you by the phone until odd hours of the night. What you don't expect are the gifts that appear on your doorstep.

The first is a gold necklace graced with his initials. You're sure to bring it up during your next conversation, expressing your gratitude for it but telling him you couldn't possibly keep something so expensive. He is quick to dismiss your concerns and change the subject.

Second, is a bouquet. A random assortment accompanied by a card that reads,

'I can’t wait to see you. ~EP.'

You place the flowers in a vase on a table near the entryway, making sure they're on display. Again you call, thanking him for such a beautiful assortment.

The last gift you receive is a sage green dress with another card, this one reading 'Meet me in the grove at five, Bambi.- EP' You check the time and see it's a quarter 'till.

Quickly, you throw the dress on, pairing it with the necklace and brown sandals. Too excited to think about makeup, you fly out the door and head for your shared sanctuary. When you reach your destination, what you see leaves you breathless.

A gazebo adorned with fairy lights. Underneath, a table set for two, a vase of fresh-cut peonies resting in the center, and your beau waiting patiently. "Elvis, this is…wow" He flashes a smile and steps toward you, "I spent the last week gettin' this set up."

It was making sense now. Why he did everything he could to keep you on the phone and away from the flowers. The moment you spot the small gift box in his hands, you shake your head.

"Elvis, no more gifts, please-"

He shakes his head right back, "This is the last one, mama. I promise." He extends the small box toward you.

You take it from his hands, carefully unwrapping the ribbon around it and removing the top. Inside, you find a key. You look at the man in front of you with a puzzled expression, "Elvis, I don't understand."

"It's a key to Graceland," He says lowly, with a light pink hue dusting over his cheeks.

"I know we met not too long ago, but I want you around. I feel somethin' for ya, Bambi. Somethin' I ain't never felt before."

"I-" you feel lightheaded. Elvis Presley confessed that he has feelings for you. "Elvis, I don't know what to say, you've given me so much, and I can't help but wonder why. All I've done is talk about flowers-"

Elvis tries, but can't stifle his laugh. "Honestly, mama, I don't know what to say either. I mean, ya don't hound me bout taking ya on the road and turnin' ya into a poster girl or bout what it's like bein' Elvis Presley,"

He takes your hand and pulls you in close "You don't even ask for anything" Elvis holds your gaze and rests both hands upon your waist

"You keep me company, make me laugh till my stomach hurts. I get to be just Elvis with you. I want you. Will ya let me have ya, honey?"

Your heart is beating at a mile a minute. "Yes," you say all too quickly, "I mean, i– I'd like that, Elvis."

Elvis chuckles, "There's nothing I'd want more, Bambi." He Kisses your temple and walks you toward the table.

"Now, y/n, I want to be completely honest with you." He says, concerning you a bit.

"What is it, E ?"

"I didn't cook a single thing on this table, so if it's awful, ya can't blame me." You let out a laugh.

"You put in too much work for me to be phased by the food" With a hand on his shoulder, you rise on your tiptoes and kiss his cheek.

Elvis leans into your soft touch, placing his hand over yours. "Let's eat, babydoll; you can tell me more about that garden."

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octo-hyacinth · 2 years

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HYACINTH SORRY THIS IS SO LATE LMAO i was brain dead this whole time-

could i request hcs for pomefiore's (individual) reaction to mc giving them a flower? like they're both just walking along a sidewalk, mc finds a flower, picks it up, and is like "here :>" as they hand it to pomefiore lol i just thought it'd be cute <33

ooh this sounds cute! i’ll do my best <3

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Pomefiore's Reaction to Receiving a Flower

Characters: Epel Felmier, Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt Content Warnings: Fluff, Vil is def head over heels for u,possible mischaracterization A/N: I'm barely familiar with any of these guys but I really tried not to mischaracterize... but don't shoot me if I messed em up.

Epel Felmier

You had found a white sweet pea next to the walkway on your way to class, and you decided to gift it to your sweet Epel as soon as you saw him in the halls between classes.

Initially, Epel looked quite puzzled. "This's for me?" You nodded with a wide grin on your face. "Yeah, of course! It made me think of you, and I think you deserve it."

He felt some heat rush to his face, and he took the flower awkwardly, but you could see the appreciation on his face. "Well gosh, um, thank you... I ain't never got a gift like this given to me by someone my own age." Avoiding eye contact, he gently caressed the petals of the flower, wordlessly admiring it.

He looked like he wanted to say more, but the bell rang, reminding all students to go to their next class. "Aw, shoot, well thanks a bunch, I'll see ya later! Maybe I can get something fer you after school!" With a big smile on his face, he waved goodbye as he ran to his next class. He'd be sure to press your flower in a special book he'd been saving for his favorite plants, that way it'd never wilt, and it would stay as beautiful as it was the day you gifted it to him. Now all he wanted to do was find something that showed him how much he appreciated you.

Vil Schoenheit

It was late afternoon, and you were wandering around the prim garden surrounding Pomefiore, and you found a beautiful, vibrant white and purple pansy among them all. It had no blemishes or imperfections among its petals, and it reminded you of Vil. Maybe he would enjoy this, you thought. So you sought him out so you give it to him.

He was alone in his room, responding to his fan's comments on Magicam and grumbling over Neige's posts again, but he set his phone down once you entered.

"Is there something you require help with, Prefect?" He noticed your hands were behind your back, but decided to say nothing of it until you revealed your intentions.

"No, I just wanted to give you something, my dear Vil," you smoothly replied, and revealed the flower from behind your back with a flourish. You carefully watched his expression as he gazed upon the radiant pansy, and it seemed like he was holding back surprise. Out of all the gifts he had received from his many fans, none had felt so... sincere as this. Flowers were ephemeral in their beauty, and somehow that made it matter a little bit more to Vil.

He tried put on his celebrity's smile, the polite, yet impersonal one he used to accept all gifts from his fans, but you could tell this one was more genuine than that, whether he wanted it to be or not. This one was special, one only you could see. "Thank you, Prefect. I shall give this most fair flower a suitable vase."

"Glad you like it so much," you beamed. "Well, I'll leave you to yourself now. Have a good night."

"And goodnight to you, Y/N."

After you closed the door, and he was by himself again, he pressed a gentle kiss to the pansy's petals. How he wished that this flower was you, but it could not hold a candle to the fairest one of all in his eyes.

Rook Hunt

As you were wandering around the campus grounds, you found a yellow hibiscus that was already beautiful and blooming. You carefully plucked it from the ground, and as you stood up to smell it, you were startled by a loud gasp right by your ear. You whirled around, and Rook was standing right behind you, admiring the flower in your hand.

"My, my, Y/N, what a radiant flower you have there! C'est très joli, just like you!"

"Jeez, Rook, I had no idea you were there... but um, thanks?" You sighed, forcing your muscles to relax after he spooked you.

"May I?" he said, gazing up into your eyes before looking back down at the hibiscus, gloved fingers grazing the soft petals.

"Sure," you said, but instead of taking the flower, he gently held your hands in his, and guided them upwards so he could take in the flower's scent.

"Ah, it smells delightful! How lucky you were to find such a specimen." He seemed genuinely delighted with the flower, so on the spot, you had an idea.

"Hold still," you told him, and he complied, as you slipped the flower stem behind his ear. The flower was bright and beautiful against his complexion and uniform, and his hat helped it stay in place. You smiled, crossing your arms and approvingly nodding at your own work.

Rook was stunned into silence for only a brief millisecond before his grin spread even wider across his face. "Merci! Oh, but now we must find you a matching one, mon chéri!" He grabbed your hand, and led you across the fields in frantic search of a flower just as perfect as you.

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ooh ooh ooh! If it is not too much... can I ask for a headcanon for "Secret Admirer: What would they do as a secret admirer" for a member of ateez? Have a good day hehe <3

(~Sky, on anon <3)

see but if you give me the freedom to pick a member, i'm gonna make us both delulu about it. joong it is.

Kim Hongjoong: Secret Admirer

fulfilled as part of my 150(ish) followers event.

PAIRING: hongjoong x gn!reader TAGS/WARNINGS: none! GENRE: headcanon, fluff/romance RATING: G WORD COUNT: 630 masterlist | join my taglist | buy me a coffee?

✵ this is like a game to him

✵ he’s passionate, he goes for what he wants and he gets it done, so if he’s being a secret admirer instead of just asking you out, it’s because he wants to have fun with it

✵ he has a signature, right from the start; the same phrase is always somewhere on the packages he sends you, along with a swipe of whatever nail polish is currently on his finger

✵ so you’ll only figure it out if you pay enough attention

✵ whether or not you notice his little detail, you do pay enough attention to notice that the delivery guy is always the same

✵ it doesn’t matter if it’s bakery treats, flowers, a stuffed animal, or a new bottle of perfume/cologne; the same boba eyes and sheepish smile always peek out at you

✵ i think he’d only do this with someone he’s known for a while bc he’d need to know all of your favorites. he isn’t going to halfass this and be basic about it

✵ although, if he doesn’t know you well enough to know your favorite flower, the victorian flower language will always come to his rescue

✵ truly don’t think you ever receive a rose from this man unless he’s handing it to you himself

✵ the first bouquet he sends you is an arrangement of pink, red and white carnations (representing fascination) and baby’s breath (innocence). the white (pure love/faithfulness) and pink (i’ll never forget you) dominate the spread, with a maximum of three red carnations to hint at his own passionate nature.

✵ he’ll also send you gardenias (secret love) if he catches wind of you being particularly frustrated with his games, just to tease you

✵ he also starts growing pansies (thoughtfulness) so if you’re having a rough week he can just drop by your desk/home/workplace and leave it for you with your favorite sweets

✵ morning glories (love in vain/affection) for if he’s feeling particularly dramatic and scorned

✵ it all seems random to you, but the amount of work this man is putting in behind the scenes is actually insane

✵ forget the lore binder, he has a you binder

✵ he’s ordering things weeks in advance, talking you out of buying things he’s already bought you, etc

✵ at one point the next book in a series you’ve been reading shows up the day after you’ve finished its prequel and you’re mildly concerned

✵ it’s 4d chess in this man’s brain trying to win you over

✵ if/when you finally start to figure it out, he’s completely oblivious

✵ seonghwa has to tell him, bc you cornered the poor man after the latest delivery and asked him outright if your admirer was hongjoong

✵ he didn’t know what to say and scurried off without a word, so you knew

✵ he does freak out about it a little bit, bc he got a little too caught up in the game and forgot there was, in fact, a goal

✵ a few days later, seonghwa delivers you a handwritten note with the first word of his signature phrase on it to you and the first clue to a city-wide scavenger hunt

✵ at the second to last stop, you get the link to a playlist of songs that remind him of you

✵ by the end, hwa’s laden with bags from the gifts hongjoong never got to give you

✵ and once you get there, hongjoong is waiting for you at your favorite shop/cafe/park with your beverage and sweet of choice in front of him, a blue hyacinth (constancy) and a red rose in hand

✵ he had a whole speech planned but he’s too overwhelmed and just grinning, so all he gets out before you’re wrapping him up in your arms is

✵ “i hope you’re not disappointed”

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