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kermit-coded · 2 months

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once you've fucked the fire, all that's left to do is burn, baby

#my art tag #i based rose on her titans actress bc i like that look for her #kid devil #red devil #rose wilson #ravager #eddierose #roseeddie #rose x eddie #ravagerdevil #teen titans #teen titans 2003 #wilsons #dc #dc comics #dc fanart #titans #eddie bloomberg #redrose

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kadir01sblog · 4 months

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Alt tarafı bir canım var. Ama senden başkasına yanmayan.

Bir kalbim var, senden başkasını taşımayan.

Bir kara gözüm, senden başkasını görmeyen.❤

UMUT..

#rose #redrose #love #lovers #l love you #cute couple #togather #romantic

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kasan-art · 5 months

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Ruby Rose: Baywatch outfit / swimsuit

#rwby #redrose #red rose #ruby rose #rwby ice queendom #rwby icequeendom #rwby ruby #RWBY FANART #rwby art #anime art #artist #artist on tumblr

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the-racer · 4 months

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lily and evans but they're a couple.

like what if they dated and kissed and were super awesome. lily helps him bleach his hair in his dorm and he always walks her to class. she teaches him all about muggle music and takes him to concerts. he lifts her onto his shoulders at the concerts. she always paints half of her face in slytherin colors for quidditch matches. he always (begrudgingly) goes to slug club things with her.

and they're so cute and very romantic and they love each other. and their ship name is redrose because lily is a redhead and his name is rosier.

evan & lily, my new obsession <33

#new ship that im pretending is real.#i really like them <3 #evan is a very loving bf but he hates going to slughorn's stuff #hp marauders #hp fandom #marauders era #marauders #the marauders #lily evans #lily evans headcanons #evan rosier #evan rosier headcanon #redrose

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charlotteinengland · 1 year

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Happy Halloween 🌹🖤 Copyright © 2022, Charlotte in England, www.charlotteinengland.com, @charlotte.in.england This is my official account. Any other account is an impersonation of me. RESPECT COPYRIGHT. #CharlotteinEngland #happyhalloween #gothic #halloweencostume #pearls #romantic #redrose #vintagestyle #vintagefashion #glamour #glamorous #blackvelvet #halloween #halloweencostumes #oldmoney #vintagestyle #classy #oldschool #vintage #vintageclothing #pinupgirl #vamp #halloween2022 #pinup #pinupgram #classywomen #luxury #luxurylifestyle #brunettegirl (at England) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkYIJm6NYkg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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sappy-witch · 9 months

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Flower Symbolism Series: Roses 🌹✨

Hello darlings 🥰

Welcome to my new weekly series exploring the captivating world of flower meanings and symbolism! In each Friday post, I'll unravel the magical secrets of a different flower. Today, let's begin with the timeless beauty of the rose.

🌹 The Rose: A Symbol of Love and Passion 🌹

The rose has long been celebrated for its enchanting beauty and captivating fragrance. As one of the most beloved flowers, it carries deep symbolism and holds a special place in our hearts. Here are some key meanings associated with the rose:

💕 Love and Romance: The rose is a quintessential symbol of love, passion, and romance. Its velvety petals and alluring scent evoke feelings of deep affection and desire. From ancient mythology to modern-day expressions of love, the rose has been used to convey the language of the heart.

🌹 Beauty and Elegance: With its graceful form and exquisite colors, the rose represents beauty, grace, and elegance. It reminds us to appreciate the aesthetic pleasures of life and find joy in the delicate details that surround us.

🌿 Spirituality and Devotion: Beyond its earthly charm, the rose has spiritual significance in various traditions. It is associated with the divine, representing higher spiritual realms, purity, and devotion. In some mystical paths, the rose is seen as a sacred symbol of enlightenment and spiritual awakening.

🌸 Different Rose Colors and Their Meanings 🌸

Each color of the rose carries its own unique symbolism, adding layers of meaning to this enchanting flower:

🌹 Red Rose: The red rose is the ultimate symbol of passionate love and deep desire. It embodies intense emotions and is often exchanged as a declaration of love or used to convey heartfelt affection.

🌷 Pink Rose: Pink roses symbolize love, gratitude, and admiration. They are often associated with gentle affection, joy, and appreciation. Pink roses can be gifted to friends, family, or cherished ones to express love and gratitude.

🌼 White Rose: The white rose represents purity, innocence, and spirituality. It embodies a sense of divine love and inner peace. White roses are often used in weddings, symbolizing new beginnings and a pure, untainted love.

🌻 Yellow Rose: Yellow roses symbolize friendship, joy, and happiness. They convey feelings of warmth and positivity, making them perfect for celebrating friendships and spreading cheer.

🌹 Now, It's Your Turn! 🌹

Take a moment to reflect on the symbolism and meaning of the rose. What does it evoke in your heart and soul? Share your thoughts and experiences with the community. Let's embark on this magical journey of flower meanings together!

Stay tuned for next Friday’s post as we explore the symbolism of another beautiful flower. May the enchantment of the rose inspire you to see the beauty and love that surrounds you.

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izhunny · 1 year

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look, tv shows need to start using less common words/phrases as titles cause I can't find stuff here and i need to find stuff

if i get invested in something i need to be able to find my people

#fandom problems #red rose 2022 Netflix #red rose 2022 #tumblr search is unhelpful #I'm only on ep 5 and i am INVESTED okay #is fandom gonna do the no spaces thing to separate itself from the common item???#will they reliably add the year of release? will it be in parentheses or not?#will they add bbc3 or netflix after the title?#gah #horror thriller series #so far it's very engaging #redrose #redrose 2022 #red rose bbc3 #🤬

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rachelfennec · 5 months

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In case it's not obvious: this piece is a COMPOSITE of official Sailor Moon art and my own lines. I spliced elements of four different pictures from Naoko Takeuchi's art books and added the dress and arms recreate the little doodle/concept of Usagi and Chibiusa I edited earlier. Further iterations are still in the works.

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meowtifullycute · 9 months

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Blooming Romance!

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kermit-coded · 2 months

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It's Kinda Sad, If This Is You At Your Best (1465 words) by kermit_coded Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Titans (Comics), DCU (Comics), Deathstroke the Terminator (Comics), Blue Devil (DCU Comics) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Eddie Bloomberg/Rose Wilson Characters: Rose Wilson, Eddie Bloomberg Additional Tags: POV Eddie Bloomberg, Hypersexuality, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Chinese Rose Wilson, Rose Wilson needs a hug, Eddie Bloomberg Needs A Hug, Making Out, Consent Issues, Hurt/Comfort, Canonical Child Abuse, Underage Drug Use, Abandonment Issues, Slade Wilson's A+ Parenting, Past Sexual Abuse, They make me very very sad, eddie is a sweetheart, Trauma, Developing Relationship, Teen Titans 2003 Era, Mental Health Issues, Marijuana, Underage Smoking, Literal Sleeping Together, Bittersweet Ending Summary: Eddie and Rose making out, smoking weed, and the things they don't say out loud.

#my writing tag #eddierose #roseeddie #redrose #eddie bloomberg #rose wilson #titans #teen titans #tt03 #teen titans 2003 #kid devil #red devil #dc #dc comics #dc fanfic #wilsons

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aryaraju · 1 year

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#सुप्रभात #GoodMorning #RedRose #Rose

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wargmon · 3 months

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The state of my mind 🙂❗️❗️❗️

#my sona #redrose

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adamnagaitisnews · 1 year

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we are all here for a good adnags hands moment

#adam nagaitis #Redrose #redrosebbc #handporn #red rose bbc #red rose

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the-racer · 3 months

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lily snorts and shakes her head, grabbing her headphones from evan. "okay, okay. shut up, i can't handle you insulting my abba."

"sorry, evans, i just don't like girl groups singing pop music." lily gasps and flips him off.

"alright, shut up." she rolls her eyes and switches the tape in her walkman to bohemian rhapsody. "this is inarguably one of the best songs in the world."

"i really highly doubt that." she waves him off and presses play. "wait! oh, lils, i know this one." he mumbles nonsense in a vague tune before- "mama ooooh!"

"you sound like a dying cat!" lily shouts at him as she starts laughing. he grabs her shoulders and starts to shout.

"didn't mean to make you cry-"

"oh my god! evan, go away!"

"if i'm not back again this time tomorrow-"

lily grins as she takes evan's face in her hands and starts to sing with him, "carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters!"

"see? i love this one!"

"okay, hold on, now you gotta sing it all with me!"

"oh fuck, really?" she laughs and jumps up onto her feet. "oh my god, this is gonna be bad, evans." lily opens her mouth but doesn't get a chance to sing before there's a bang on the door.

"lily, shut up!" petunia yells through the door.

"you shut up!" evan shouts as he throws himself on the carpet by lily's feet. there's another bang on the door and receding footsteps. "i see a little silhouetto of a man!"

"scaramouche scaramouche!"

#lily teaches evan about muggle music but theyre in the 80s instead #they really love queen #no i am not projecting #i just think theyre cute #redrose #evans & evan #hp marauders #hp fandom #marauders era #marauders #the marauders #evan x lily #lily x evan #lily evans #evan rosier #mars' writing!!

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itlurkswithin · 7 months

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The End of the Line

An Alexis Porter Short

The room unfolds before Alexis’ eyes. A ballroom, its rich reds and golds embedding their warmth into all who set foot. Masked goers make way as Alexis is led by some gentle force, guiding through the crowd and to the centre. Each one nodding and bowing in her direction as she passes.

Alexis feels full once again, strong — no longer are her clothes hanging from her thinning body, her hair fragile and static, her posture bent over as she takes a few steps. In this ballroom Alexis takes deliberate strides, chin lifted, shoulders square. Her blonde locks curl and gleam in the chandelier light.

In the centre the crowd opens up. Bathed in the light of the room stands a long passed friend. His soft eyes regard her warmly as a hand reaches out.

“May I have this dance, Alexis?”

The entire room melts away as Alexis places her hand in his, his warmth encapsulating her once again. Naturally she finds his chest to rest on as he leads her around the floor. Even without watching his face, she could feel his contentment in the sureness of his arms.

How long had it been? In this moment Alexis couldn’t say. It was as if time did not exist, the past and the future melded into one.

It was time. Her heart began to flutter.

Alexis lifts her head, bringing a hand to his cheek as if to test that it was really him.

“I’ve missed you, Ambrose.”

Closing his eyes, Ambrose places a kiss on the top of her head as they embrace once more. His smell had never changed; the faint sea salt that lingered on his skin stung her nostrils. Alexis inhales it deeply, her cheek pressing close to his chest once more.

When Alexis finally opens her eyes there is another familiar face beside her. The woman’s hand rests gently on Alexis’ forearm, the corners of the woman’s mouth rising upwards along with her brows.

Without missing a beat Alexis envelopes herself around the woman. Squeezing her tightly in her arms, as if she might fade away at any moment. Her heart in her throat, tears begin to sting at her eyes. Pulling back, Alexis studies the face of her friend — her unexpected friend, born out of the most unimaginable situation. The woman who quickly became her family. The woman who once gone, Alexis vowed to care for her children as if they were her own — as far as she was concerned, they were her own.

“Ruby…” Alexis’ lip quivers.

Ruby took Alexis’ face gently in her hands, placing a kiss on her tear streaked cheek.

Both Ruby and Ambrose look to each other for a moment, blissful smiles playing on their lips. Ambrose’s free arm holds Ruby close to him, their hands intertwining on her waist.

Ruby tilts her head slightly, looking at Ambrose expectantly.

Ambrose nods in return.

“There’s someone who would like to see you.” His low voice was unmistakably smooth, like any rough edges had been softened out before they could reach the air.

The pair take Alexis in hand, leading her through the empty ballroom to the garden door. She lingers in the door way, turning to them both. Her eyes searching theirs frantically.

“Don’t worry,” Ruby says, her hand slipping from Alexis’ grip, “We will always be here.”

“We’ll never leave you, Alexis.” Says Ambrose.

Alexis squeezes Ambrose’s hand one last time before finally letting him free.

She was ready for this. Her time had come.

Air slips through her nose, filling her lungs to the brim. She closes her eyes, silently nodding before turning from her dearest friends and taking one step into the garden.

The midday sun illuminates the garden. The grass is wild, much like her cottage’s garden back home. Wildflowers spring high from the ground, their lilacs and yellows beckoning the bee’s to buzz around their petals.

If Alexis had turned back, she’d have noticed that the illustrious ballroom she had just set foot out of was now no more. A small conservatory stood in its place.

But she didn’t turn back.

There was a man in amongst the flowers, sitting on a set of quaint garden chairs with a table to match. Partially shaded by a large oak tree.

A strong breeze blew at Alexis, whisking her hair across her face. Yet, her gaze never fell from the gentleman.

Alexis began on her front foot, stopping for a moment before stumbling forward.

The man was watching the world go by; the birds singing their songs in the tree, swishing down to dance around the grassy floor. The wind lifts the white grey hairs from his crown every so often, fighting with his bushy moustache to do the same.

Alexis froze beside the chair, the rising and falling of her chest quickening. She has no words that will come out — the wind seems to whisk them from her mouth.

But the man knows she is there. He twists his body towards her from his seat, his moustache obscuring a closed-lip smile that appears from the sight of her. Though his brows naturally pull downwards, his eyes soften and glint in the sunlight. With both hands pressing down upon his thighs, the man rises from his seat.

“My beautiful baby girl,” His voice is course, even faltering in parts. He immediately holds his daughter in his arms.

Alexis stands stunned, disbelief holding her in a trance. She can’t even begin to hug him back. His frame was even frailer than Alexis remembered, his hair, that pressed against her skin, wirer. It had been decades since she last saw her father. Decades since he held her in his arms.

Victor pulls back, tears pooling in his eyes as he looks over her. “You’re so beautiful…you’re—“ his voice catches in the back of his throat, “You’re all grown up now. My little girl.”

“I’ll always be your little girl.” The words barely make it out between sobs.

Alexis’ tears drip from her chin to her father’s shirt as she collapses into his arms, her cries only softened by the cotton.

“I waited my whole life to hold you in my arms again…I’m so proud of who you became, sweetheart.” He sniffs.

“I thought you hated me, Mother said…” Alexis trails off. She doesn’t want to speak about her Mother, not now. They have all the time in the world to discuss the past.

Her Father only held her tighter.

Alexis’ sobs got quieter the longer she stayed in his arms until finally all that was left were small sniffs.

Finally, after a while, the world returns to the whistling of the birds and the wind.

“Come, Let’s have some tea.” Victor pulls back, wiping her tears away with his thumbs.

From what was once the ballroom, Ruby and Ambrose stand arm in arm and watch on as the Father and his little girl have a tea party, just as they had done many years ago.

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In a quiet room the air is still. The world has stopped. Not even the usual sound from the outside can seep through the brick walls. The four present are silent, listening to the hushing of Alexis’ laboured breaths. Ethan slumps at his mother’s bedside, forehead against her frail hands. Muffled cried escaping him every so often.

The sound of a long drawn exhale fills the room, and with that a stillness comes.

Poppy’s pacing ceases.

The tears welling up in Noah’s eyes stop right at the brink.

Sam’s clasped hands drop an inch from where they rest against his mouth.

They all wait. For how long, it is hard to say.

Ethan looks up at his Mother as she lies in her bed. He didn’t have to look to confirm what he knew — he had felt her life slip from his hands — but for once he didn’t want to believe in his abilities.

#Alexis #Alexis afterlife #redrose #Ethan #the triplets #short #ruby #ambrose #Victor Porter #Victor #music insp:#slow dancing in a burning room #lean on me #yellow Ledbetter #sparks #time after time #notsolittleruby #no gifs are mine #(( I could have written and described every inch of this but I wanted to actually keep a short SHORT))

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organicgardendreams · 2 years

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One of my concerns was that the roses would not be blooming anymore in England when we would time our vacation in the first two weeks of July (usually we always go in June). Luckily I was wrong! Some of them are beyond their prime, others seem to be at their peak or a little beyond, and some are gone over, but there are still many to see and enjoy. I wonder if they had a very cold spring in England this year and that is the reason the roses are still blooming relatively profusely? Or do some re-bloom already? Maybe my British followers can enlighten me? Whatever the reasons are I am beyond happy that the roses are still blooming here. After all, an English garden/cottage garden without a flowering rose just doesn’t seem right. And who doesn’t want to see a climbing rose conquering an old cottage? I am sharing in this post my favorite rose that I saw today. Its dark burgundy red color was so deep and velvety in reality, but unfortunately my camera wasn’t fully able to capture it properly. The rose still looks amazing, doesn’t it? I guess, it is a David Austin rose, maybe Munstead Wood? Would you rose lovers out there agree? Or do you have any other suggestions what variety this could be? Wishing you all a lovely rest of the Monday and my American followers a wonderful and safe 4th of July celebration. #organicgardendreams #rose #roses #redrose #redroses #cottagegarden #cottagegardenstyle #rosephotography #flowerphotography #rosesofinstagram #roselover #rosegarden #englishgardens #englishgardens #cottagecore #darkredrose #darkredroses #fortheloveofroses #cottagegardens #rosegarden #england #cotswolds #cotswoldslife #englishrose #englishroses #davidaustinroses #davidaustinrose #cottageflowers #bloom #flower (at Castle Combe) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfmeeOwq96R/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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