#tag: Peony/fern...

[sixtymillionoverdueideas]

choose three otps for the meme

well!! 

we’ll go with our three main ships (because we know-them best!! :)) )

Which one is more fond of scary movies: Ferd in Ferd/Bruno and also probably in Ferd/Shouta,,. -- for the slight thrill and knowing that either he has someone who can “protect” him (Shouta) or can protect someone else (Bruno). Nori would like them just to laugh at their plots and check out their special effects in peonyfern,,. Which one gets the most excited about Halloween: Ferd in Ferd/Shouta and Ferd/Bruno, Nori in peonyfern -- both parties because the dress-up’s the most fun part of it :))) Which one would be more likely to survive the apocalypse: Shouta in Ferd/Shouta, Ferd in Ferd/Bruno, and Nori in peonyfern,,. sorry near,, (((: Which one would literally kill for the other: hmm it’s actually a toss-up for Ferd/Shouta?? We feel that they’re both moralistic but desperate enough to kill for each other when pushed to the edge -- @dadzxwa correct us on that if you’d like!! Nori would absolutely kill for Near, though that might be less or reversed in other ‘verses. Ferd would kill for Bruno because he’s rather resolved when it comes to threats to his partners -- (”Let me do this for you. Let me help you, protect you, bolster you in this way. Love?”). Which one likes to scare or startle the other: probably Shouta in Ferd/Shouta because he’s inherently spookier and Ferd wouldn’t mind it much at all -- Ferd would only do it very sparingly and for like... more of a “surprise!! a Gift!! :DD” in Ferd/Bruno. Nori because... near you’re too cute (according to her) to be spooky. she thinks his jumping would be v funny;;; Which one is more likely to need comforting when they get spooked: Ferd in Ferd/Shouta, Bruno in Ferd/Bruno, and Near... we suppose in peonyfern;;;. Which one always puts on a brave face: a toss-up depending on circumstance-!! Ferd would do his best to hold it together if Shouta seemed vulnerable but also is “softer”,, not unlikely to turn to his partner so-- ¯\_(ツ)_/¯;; Nori absolutely but this also rings true with Near so both?? Definitely Ferd in Ferd/Bruno;;. Which one would be more dangerous if they suddenly became violent: Shouta -- Ferd just can’t quite compete with his honed form and years of experience :)) ; Ferd is more of a threat than Bruno with his cantrips sorry Bruno~,,. Nori, for much of the same, but just from physical prowess alone though her magic or such traits are also quite the hefty-boost;;;.  Which one would be more likely to commit a crime: Nori for peonyfern,;;, (though we feel near would be surprisingly probable for this;;;) Ferd in Ferd/Shouta and also in Ferd/Bruno because Bruno’s generally too soft to Be Gay Do Crimes :))) Which one believes in ghosts: Ferd, for Ferd/Shouta -- not sure but probably Ferd in Ferd/Bruno as-well??? Nori would be harder to convince outside of LSTFell but inside is clearly a believer because... duh ghost monsters???  Which one likes to watch spooky shows on television: neither really though we feel like Shouta would offer. but also he’s too tired and weary to do that. Maybe Ferd would??? Ferd since Bruno is a) underexposed to television and b) not-likely,,,. either really but possibly Nori (she’d try to rope near into it too;;;). Which one would propose the idea of holding a séance: Ferd, for both Shouta and Bruno,, and either-way but probably Near in peonyfern!!! Which one has nightmares more often: Shouta in Ferd/Shouta, Bruno in Ferd/Bruno, and Near in peonyfern -- are our Folks more well-adjusted than their partners??? what a surprise!!! Which one would want to explore a real haunted house: Ferd in both Ferd/Bruno and Ferd/Shouta, and Nori in peonyfern;;;.

@dadzxwa, @multi-musemenagerie, @nearriver

#misc. #//a-daisy-reply #char: ferd brownson #partner: dadzxwa - aizawa shouta | eraser-head #partner: multi-musemenagerie - bruno madrigal #partner: nearriver - Near #tag: Peony/fern...

[clovercrafted]

🌺🌿 the flowering azalea tavern 🌿🌺

In terms of interior there is no interior. But the exterior is pretty and it came out exactly how I wanted it too! Was not expecting to use dark prismarine for this, the original plan was gonna be green concrete but then I thought it’d be too similar to my last build, ah well!

Tag list ☘️ (ask to be +/-): @gronglegrowth @flyingfish1234 @absintheaftershock @pumpkinicing @adairctedgibbgirl @tend-rmeat @lesbianpercyblofis @yourfriendphoenix @entomolodee @grymmdark @polnareffsbrows @podcasts-on-the-brain @sculkgrowths @berieecraft @asynchronouscommunication

blocks used below v

Walls: granite, polished granite, bricks, terracotta, dark prismarine

Roof: oxidised copper, oxidised cut copper stairs, oxidised cut copper slab, prismarine stairs, prismarine slab, light blue concrete powder, warped wart block, warped planks, warped plank slab, warped plank stairs, prismarine bricks, prismarine brick slab, prismarine brick stairs, dark prismarine, dark prismarine stairs, dark prismarine slab Frame and Windows: oak log, oak planks, oak slab, oak stairs, oak trapdoors, white stained glass panes, light blue stained glass panes

Extra Decor: flowering azalea, flowering azalea leaves, azalea leaves, plantpot, jungle trapdoor, spruce trapdoor, moss, hanging roots, allium, peony, vines, glow lichen, grass, long grass, barrels, jungle fence, jungle gates, brick wall, granite wall, lanterns, glow berries, brick slab, granite slab, polished granite slab Path: moss, green wool, moss carpet, mossy cobblestone, stone button, ferns

#minecraft #mineblr #minecraft build #minecraft aesthetic #minecraft inspo #my builds #world: creative test world

[flowers-of-april]

april showers bring may flowers: prompt list

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

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

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

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

#writing prompt #writing prompts #flower prompts #writing challenge #fic prompt #story prompts #flower meanings #prompt list #april #challenge #flowersofapril2024 #flowers of april #fanfic #fandom

[elliemarchetti]

the alphabet of flowers prompt list

Maybe one day I'll write down all the great ideas behind this list, but for now I'll leave it here, at the mercy of Tumblr users. Feel free to request any flower, combo or bouquet for all the characters, ships and fandoms you find in the tags and of course let me know if something sparks your imagination!

Edit: adding a link to every prompt I complete as we speak

a.      Agapanthus – Love Letter

b.      Basil – Hate

c.      Cactus – Passionate Love [blackinnon]

d.      Daphne - I Wouldn't Want You Any Other Way

e.      Echinacea – Strength and Health

f.       Fern – Sincerity

g.      Gardenia – Sophistication

h.      Hibiscus – Delicate Beauty

i.       Iberid – Indifference

j.      Jasmine – Amiability [elucien]

k.     Kalanchoe – Persistence and Eternal Love

l.      Lantana – Strictness

m.    Magnolia – Dignity [elriel]

n.     Narcissus – New Beginnings

o.     Orchid – Refined Beauty

p.     Peony – Anger

q.     Quince – Perseverance During Adversity

r.      Rose – Love

s.     Sage – Good Health and Long Life

t.     Trillium – Modest Beauty

u.     Ursinia – Trickery

v.      Vervain – Pray For Me

w.     Waterlily – Birth and Resurrection

x.      Xeranthemum – Eternity and Immortality

y.      Yellow Bell – Rebirth

z.      Zinnia – Lasting Affection

#prompt list #ask game if you will #requests are always open #by now you should know it #acotar #lotr #the hobbit #harry potter #red queen #i write original stories too if someone is interested #elucien #neris #feylin #fremione #krumione #dramione #blackinnon #azriel shadowsinger #open to elriel too #like i could give it a try with canon feysand #and canon nessian #lucien vanserra #band of exiles #(i want to explore jassa's dynamics too) #cassian #eris vanserra #rhysand #tamlin #oh shit i forgot gwynriel! #and the possibility of OCxCharacter and ReaderxCharacter

[k-vanity]

Idols Over Flowers: A K-V Event

Welcome to our flower shop! Here we have floral arrangements for any and every occasion. 

What’s that?

Of course, we do! So many combinations of your heart's desires. Look over our menu list and see what you’d like.

💐 Main flowers (Genre):

Roses x Romance, Lavender x Crime and Mystery, Orchid x Science Fiction, Sunflower x Comedy, Lily x Fantasy, Forget me nots x Historical, Tulips x Adventure, Daisy x Horror, Peony x Thriller, Carnations x Action, Violets x Angst, Marigold x Hurt Comfort, Fresia x open for own idea

🌷 Supporting flowers (AUs):

Elderflower x Fake Dating, Snapdragon x Hospital, Amaranthus x Marriage & Co, Bellflower x Coffee Shop, Waxflower x Tattoo Parlour, Queen Anne’s lace x Royalty, Baby’s breath x parents, Skeleton flower x character death, Thistle x own AU

🌱 Greenery (Tropes):

Lily grass x s2l, monstera leave x amnesia, olive branch x childhood darlings, fern x pining, ivy x f2l, cordyline x e2l, silver dollar eucalyptus x only one bed, myrtle x soulmate, berries x own trope

🎀 Ribbons (Prompts):

White x bicycle ride, gray x dancing in the rain, black x picnic date, blue x a day by the lake, red x flying a kite at the park, yellow x picking flowers at flower field, orange x meet cute, green x gardening new backyard with flowers, purple x painting outside, pink x walking under cherry blossoms, brown x spring cleaning, band of cord x magical creatures, band of satin x weddings

Rules:

You must be a member of the network to participate in the event

Make your ideal bouquet from the various genres, aus, tropes, and prompts. There is no right or wrong way. Create what you like!

For writers, the content must be at least 500 words.

For visual artists, the prompt must be included in your work (where it's in the caption or in the gif/gfx/edit itself).

Use the tag #kidolflowers along with the net tag #kvanity when posting your work.

Regular rules and regulations from the net apply to this event

Event Timeline:

Posting Period: March 1st-May 31st

Masterlist will be posted June 3rd

If you have any questions please reach out to the K-Vanity team!

#kvn event #kidolsoverflowers

[soobnny]

☆.｡.:* jungwon’s just every bit in love with the student council president who keeps visiting his flowershop OR in which you find solace in a flowershop, and its owner’s grandson finds solace in you.

pairing: jungwon x f!reader

tags: strangers to lovers, fluff

warnings: i’m not funny :/ mentions of overworking and skipping meals (will add more soon)

status: COMPLETED

taglist: closed

featuring: enhypen, itzy, txt

inspired by: choibinn3’s get it together jungwon smau ! just reading it made me want to make my own smau so just giving credit where it is due (also we kind of talk the same 😟)

INTRODUCTIONS: profile 1 / profiles 2

01 - peonies (bashfulness)

02 - alstroemeria (strong bonds)

03 - amaryllis (beauty) 0.9k words

04 - chrysanthemum (rest)

05 - poppy (worry)

06 - hyacinth (jealousy)

07 - tulips (care)

08 - clematis (chaos)

09 - ivy (nervous)

10 - delphinium (goofing around)

11 — alyssum (insane)

12 — columbine (trembling)

13 — hydrangea (gratitude)

14 — geranium (stupidity)

15 — lily of valley (sweetness) 1.4k words

16 — gardenia (secret admiration)

17 — pine (embarrassment) 1.8k words

18 — iris (your friendship means so much to me)

19 — rose (you may hope)

20 — southernwood (jest)

21 — honeysuckle (bonding)

22 — rhododendron (danger)

23 — marjoram (happiness) 1.6k words

24 — thyme (courage)

25 — goldenrod (encouragement)

26 — hyacinth (play)

27 — myrtle (good luck) 1.2k words

28 — sweet pea (thanks for a lovely time) 0.7k words

29 — coriander (merit)

30 — arborvitae (unchanging friendship)

31 — hydrangea (gratitude for being understood)

32 — acanthus (hardwork)

33 — lotus (relief)

34 — yellow hyacinth (jealousy)

35 — baby’s breath (purity of heart)

36 — lady’s mantle (comfort)

37 — yellow tulips (sunshine in your smile) 1.3k words

38 — willow (sadness)

39 — red carnation (alas for my poor heart) 1.1k words

40 — basil (good wishes) 0.4k words

41 — pink camellia (longing for you)

42 — bay tree (glory)

43 — nasturtium (victory in battle)

44 — fern (bonds of love)

45 — sunflower (adoration)

46 — spearmint (warmth of sentiment) 1k words

47 — blue salvia (i think of you)

48 — lotus flower (enlightenment)

49 — lily-of-the-valley (sweetness)

50 — red tulips (declaration of love) 0.9k words

51 — tarragon (lasting interest)

52 — red roses (i love you) 1.1k words

special chapter — what if it had been beomgyu 1.3k words

#jungwon x reader #jungwon smau #jungwon x y/n #jungwon x you #jungwon x reader smau #enhypen smau #jungwon fanfic #yang jungwon x reader #fluff #angst #smau #social media au #social media #enhypen social media au #enhypen x reader #enhypen

[alive-out-of-spite]

Litha

Activities

Make a flower ring around specific places and items to protect them.

Make herbal candle rings🕯

Watch the sunrise or sunset☀

Dress in warm colors

Connect with the sun/Element of fire🔥

Have a BBQ

Nature walk

Make a god’s eye

Decorate your altar

Sun symbols 

Painted rocks

Bells🔔

Berries🍓

Green, yellow, gold, and red candles🕯

Summer flowers💐

Leave offerings to the sun or a sun deity

Opt for orange, yellow, and gold ribbons or altar cloths

Cloud divination (be careful not to look at the sun)☁

Fire divination🔥

Look for wildflowers (consider documenting them) or collect dandelions 

Make flower infused oils🪔

Make jam, jelly, honey, etc. 🍯

Spells that take a lot of energy

Leave offerings to nature spirits

Leave offerings to the Fae

Notice the Earth’s changes🌎

Make lemonade

Renew tools

Colors

green💚

yellow💛

gold🥇

pink

blue💙

red❤

Animals

butterfly🦋

bear🐻

seahorse

eagle🦅

Crystals

calcite

peridot

citrine

pearl

tiger’s eye

jade

emerad

agate

fluorite

amber

sunstone

moonstone

yellow tourmaline

yellow topaz

Herbs and Flowers

pine🌲

sunflower🌻

mint

rosemary

rose🌹

oak

basil

carnation

lavender

alchemilla

peony

lily

myrrh

poppy

fern

paprika

chamomile

sage

mudwart

yarrow

honeysuckle

hydrangeas

Foods

spicy foods

strawberries🍓

spiced punch

apricots

blackberries

peaches🍑

blueberries

melons🍉

whipped cream

honey cake🍯

bread with herbs (my favorite)🍞

anything lemony🍋

potato salad🥔

if you can, try to eat home-grown or locally produced foods

curries

spice cakes

lemonade (feel free to add things!)

cheese🧀

Anything with honey or something similar (here’s a recipe I like for lemon syrup)

grilled foods

warm-colored vegetables🥕

shaved ice🍧

ice cream🍦

Deities

Freya

Flora

Venus

Hathor

Bast

Apollo

Aphrodite

Gaia

Horus

Aten

Luhg/Lug

Aditi

Vesta

Spells

Stack rocks and stones into towers near your door or porch for luck and blessings.

Clean and cleanse your home. 

Write people or things you want to do away with on a paper and burn it in a Litha fire. 🔥

Preform spells at midnight 🕛

Just meditate and connect with the energies if you don’t have much free time. 🧘‍♂️

Rededicate to your path

Self-love magick or spells

Faerie magick

Protection

Personal growth

Healing

Other Names

Summer Solstice

Feast of Saint John

Jāņi

Midsommar

Midsummer

Juhannus

Mittumaari

Alban Hefin

Gŵyl Ganol yr Haf

Jaanipäev

Keskikesä

Incense/EOs

lavender

pine

rose

cirtus

summer flowers

There are a few things in here that you don’t hear about much (like a god’s eye) so let me know if you want me to make or tag you in a post on how to make one! Blessed be.

#litha #litha tips #litha things #Wheel of the Year #pagan #paganism #wicca #wiccan #holiday #summer solstice #solstice #summer #witch #witchcraft #witchy things #just witchy things #witch tips #holiday preparation #holiday prep #broom closet #closet witch #witchy stuff #witch stuff #witchy #sun magick #fire maick #sunrise #sunset #sun symbol #sun

[playstationmademe]

15 OC Associations

Tagged by @slothssassin thankyouu!! 💜💜

Tagging @simonxriley, @teamhawkeye, @nightwingshero, @chuckhansen, @florbelles and anyone else who wants to! 💜

Sterling "Bell" Davies

ANIMAL: Red deer

COLOR(S): Black, chocolate, gold

MONTH: April

SONG(S): "Wicked Game" - Ursine Vulpine

NUMBER: 2

DAY OR NIGHT: Night

PLANT(S): Fern leaf peony, creeping vines, black roses

SMELL(S): Old books, cigarettes, ink, rain

GEMSTONE: Fluorite

SEASON: Winter

PLACE(S): London, Lake Baikal

FOOD(S): Sweet fruits, roast dinners, hard lollies

ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: Taurus

ELEMENT(S): Earth

DRINK(S): Whiskey, black coffee, gin

#Thanks for the tag! #Sterling 'Bell' Davies #Call of Duty #Black Ops Cold War #My OC

[ellierenae]

[ Manuscript Search Tag. ]

Thank you for that tag, @andinbetweenwegarden! These words were very fun to search for.

Moon

For a single day, at the dawn of the human race, she braced herself to wake and never sleep, to see with blinding clarity. Her matted hair off her shoulders and tented around her face, she leaned over the edge of a lake with no name, the only lake she ever knew. She watched her skin blacken and her eyes brighten, like two moons in the night sky. She watched her hair curl like coiled ferns. She watched light and life enter eyes as deep a brown as the shadows of chamomile flowers.

(Excerpt from my unpublished work.)

Pattern

Lynn poured the soy sauce in a zig-zag pattern across her bowl, then sprinkled pepper on top. Unmentioned were the smaller bowls, scattered around the coffee table. “What are these?”

“Tongcay, fried soybean, prawn crackers…” she said, pointing to each bowl. “You’ll like them.”

“Have you been seeing anything scary?”

“Enough talking,” Farah said, waving her hand, “just enjoy.”

(Excerpt from my unpublished work.)

Stole

Universes in which my father lives till Christmas are few and far between. I have consumed most of them; taken a holiday in a world where the old man had a stronger heart, went running in the mornings, or perhaps never ate steak.

My other self is always happy to step aside, handing me the familial responsibilities of winter break. He wants to spend the occasion with his boyfriend. He wants to stay up, he wants to sleep in, and I desperately want to want so little.

It may be selfish, but I never tell him what he has, nor what I lack. I simply steal away his Christmases.

(Excerpt from my unpublished work.)

Flush

She awoke from her trance, her knuckles against Wynonna’s door.

Recoiling, she examined her hand. The knuckles were pinkish. Was she was flushed from liquor? She often grew warm and red from a drink but, touching her face, she found it as cold as the crisp air. She did knock.

Her head jerked upward as the door swung open.

“Baobei,” the succubus purred. “Baby.”

(Excerpt from my unpublished work.)

Petal (Used "Flowers")

Flowers bloom in my mouth. The wind sways the vines I use as arms. I cannot see through the peonies in my eye sockets.

(Excerpt from my unpublished work.)

Tagging: @suchitasenthilkumar, @alannaofroses, @vilemoths, @rogueofshadows, @audelialee, @melodywritesatmidnight, @utopianmusings, @helathorloki, @missionofgettingxaway

Your words: Television, black, white, and static.

#writeblr #booklr #excerpts #writers on tumblr #writing on tumblr

[sixtymillionoverdueideas]

👶 + choose 3 sets of intended parents

//...could've either been interpreted as "one child with three sets of potential parents" but that woulda been hella confusing and tricky given how different our range of muses are;;;,, and also how most of them don't have relationships that are probable to bear in their own universes,,,;;.....

Peony/fern Name: Iris Gender: They/he/zem (agender demi-bi;;;). Appearance: Long, silvery hair touched with faint hints of lilac reminiscent of their human parent,, that slips into yellow much like the end of a petal or feather. It curls up at the edges,, a little like a long feather from a peacock's train,,,.... Their eyes are a bright soft moon-gray,, and the slight subtle scaling around their eyes makes it appear that they already have some glittery gray-lilac eyeshadowing,,,. Their scales are armour-esque,, curling out from their shoulders and plating their tail like a pangolin,,. (Their scales are marble, moon-like, edged with an arrow of gold.) Iris has scales and a tail and two sets of canines and black nails,,,. Personality: Observant, logical, tinkerer, reserved;;; -- Iris inherited indeed a high level of intelligence from their parents but doesn't think too much about it,,,. What do they like? Sweet foods, (hoarding) pretty things like pearls and marbles and scraps of silk,,, genuine praise,,. What do they dislike? Attending other people's live amateur performances on stage,,, off-pitch/key singing,, scratchy textures,,,. Who are the godparents? Slugger and Char because truly the Underground does not good monsters make,,,; Anything special about them? Iris has embroidery and sewing as a hobby,,,. They smell strongly of ice/snow/morning frost and thunderstorms,, all the electric static and rain to the point it's even noticeable to the human nose,,. What are their talents? Iris would fall under the 'aerial silks' niche for the Underground and would take formal ballet training if they were on the Surface,,,. Who do they resemble of their parents ( appearance) ? As a mostly humanoid child Iris resembles Near as a whole more,,, though the monstrous attributes they've taken from Nori can't be passed as easily passed as simply "oddities";;;. Who do they resemble of their parents ( personality ) ? Iris takes more after Near in personality,, but that's probably because of how Nori's life-experienced has been warped and adapted from the Underground;;;. A headcanon: Iris would be a very quiet baby who would eat mostly lotus seed and bamboo mash,,,. Adored pocky when they were younger though,,. Their future: Nori would feel like they needed to be instructed even if they were below the human legal age,, but would refrain from letting them actually practice with anyone so all their knowledge would be hypothetical;;;. On the Surface Iris would stay close to Near's side and not actively participate in the detectivery;; though they may choose to attend a school for the arts to actually become a performer of some kind -- ice-skater??? Faceclaim: 

??? walking-by! Name: Izanami Uchiha,, ward of the Hyuuga Clan,,,. Gender: Female (while her mother is aromantic Izanami is thoroughly bi,,, though it's a rather very very oblivious-to-emotions one she makes,,,) Appearance: Choppy dark hair in a spiky triple-rose-up-do,, stabbed through with senbon,, pens,, or chopsticks depending on the day,,,... Dark eyes like both of her mother's parents though they are a dark shade of brown;;;. Personality: Bold, analytical,, fight-happy,,, What do they like? Weapons-building,, seals and ink-script (Sai was glad to take yet another apprentice for his ninja-art;;;),,, melons,, unadon bento is her favourite;;;;. What do they dislike? Mildly dislikes red-bean and restrictions in libraries;;;. Who are the godparents? Izunagi's brother,, Kanega,, Hironori as the technical bio/donor sire,,, honestly the entirety of the Peace Generation lmao;;;. Anything special about them? Izanami absolutely cannot make tea. Always burns it,,,. It's actually kind of baffling,, especially to Hironori (very skilled at tea-ceremony;;;),,,. What are their talents? While Izanagi prefers to wear temporary seals on her skin for her weapons instead of using scrolls Izanami uses them just like her grandmother Tenten;;;. Who do they resemble of their parents ( appearance) ? Izanami resembles her mother in the strong Uchiha-ism that presents in her features;;;. Who do they resemble of their parents ( personality ) ? Izanami also takes rather after her maternal line with Tenten and Izanagi's interest in weaponry,,,. A headcanon: Izanami likes going outside during thunderstorms and identifying plants through tasting them (which is a very bad idea). Their future: Izanami is probably going to join her mother Izunagi as the inheritors of Tenten's family weapon-shop instead of staying as a full shinobi;;;. Faceclaim: 

Thauma/Eraser Name: Kimio (紀美生, 喜美生 , or 貴美雄) or Masayoshi (匡美) Aizawa Gender: Male (pan man :))) ) Appearance: Messy, natural-bedhead dark hair just like actually both of his parents down to his shoulder-blades,,, typically barely tied back into a sloppy waterfall. Kimio has dark eyes that are actually a deep shade of indigo,,,. He definitely takes face-shape and body-structure from Shouta;;. Personality: Mellow, calculative, handy -- messes around with things that use his hands like painting models and coding,,,. Likes wordplay,, enjoys a good pun,,,. Slightly manipulative;;;. What do they like? The smell of freshly fallen rain,, reading,, horseback riding (serious hobby;;;),, taking long walks actually we're not joking--. What do they dislike? Being forced to deviate from his routine,, being woken up forcefully/unnaturally,, people who abuse living things plants, humans, and animals,,. Who are the godparents? Hizashi and Nemuri to exactly no surprise,,,. Anything special about them? Kimio has a silverpoint maine coon tom that he has on campus that technically he shouldn't have reason to have,, but he claimed him to be the "class spirit animal" and got the rest of 1-c to beg Aizawa to keep,,,. What are their talents? Quirk: Can use someone else's quirk after establishing eye-to-eye (actually have to meet eyes,,) contact for up to an hour after first glance;;;. Can hold multiple quirks in this way,,, (limit at the time is four but expands to five from training,,,). His hair doesn't fly up as much as his father's would but that's mostly due to the weight of the hair itself,, his eyes do flash a peacock blue when he uses one of his stored quirks but will not constantly glow,,,. Once he starts using a stored quirk he has about eight minutes before it dissipates from his grasp,,,. Who do they resemble of their parents ( appearance) ? Kimio resembles Shouta more,, definitely,,,. Who do they resemble of their parents ( personality ) ? Kimio doesn't particularly match either of his parents strongly in personality but he does have the honesty and kindness levels of his parents,, and Shouta's "can and will drop anywhere for a nap",,,. A headcanon: Kimio constantly wears an array of mismatched hair-ties around his wrist and will give them off to anyone who asks,,,. Also his favoured breakfast is oatmeal and one of his tics is tying knots,,,;;;;. He does this absently with like the wrappers for straws or with scraps of paper or string constantly,,,. Their future: Will come to UA as a technical "Legacy" student,, but goes to gen. ed at first due to not wanting to take the Heroics exam--;;; but partway through the year gains a motivation for becoming a Hero and goes into the Sports-Festival to win;;; :))) Faceclaim: 

come judge us lmao @nearriver and @dadzxwa,,,;;;

#misc! #non-people-item #char: Nori - LSTF Alphys #char: ferd brownson #tag: Peony/fern... #walking-by! content #ic: 'to float is to sink in reverse' - the blossom that opens best in the dark of thunder;;; #ic: 'bang smash a dachi crash' -- 'oh kami not another weaponized uchiha wasn't one enough???';; #ic: 'the light is messing with my ability to sleep' - 'yet still not my father' #nebulous char: Iris (LSTF!) #temp char: izanagi uchiha-hyuuga #nebulous char: kimio aizawa;; #//a-daisy-reply #//spent a lot more effort than strictly necessary for this lmao;;; #//concept that class letter switches around year-to-year so aizawa's not /always/ teaching the 1-A class;;;

[shibasparklez]

fern, orchid, peony 🌸

AAAAAH THANK YOU!!! I love talking about weddings!!! Like I mentioned before, since I love my husband I have two different weddings planned for us in different AUs.

Fern: What flavor do you have for your wedding cake?

For our original wedding, it’s sort of a fancier version of funfetti! Since the theme is rainbows. For our other wedding, it’s a vanilla chocolate swirl topped with chocolate strawberries. Since the theme is a romantic white, red, and pink.

Orchid: Where do you and your F/O plan to go for your honeymoon?

The beach! Either in California or Florida. Both places have a lot of fun stuff to do and I have a lot of nostalgia surrounding them. Thor likes to listen to me be all mushy and talk about my childhood. Plus we both don’t get to go to the beach as much as we want to. I have a tag on here with honeymoon themed aesthetic pics! Of course I also made a moodboard!

Peony: Who proposed? How did the proposal go?

Thor did! It was pretty spur of the moment, he didn’t have a ring yet but that doesn’t matter to me. We were watching the sunset together and he poured his heart out to me. Talking about how much he loved me and how he never wanted us to be apart. When he asked me to marry him I was a complete mess, but I said yes of course!

#ask #thundersnow #boo-bewwy #thank youuuu!!!!

[ncityislove]

In Bloom

➳Pairing: Playboy!Jaemin x Florist!reader

➳Genre: Fluff and angst, angst and fluff

➳Word Count: 9K

Requested? yep

A/N: I hate myself so much for posting this so late but I sold my laptop thinking I would be able to buy a new and guess what? LOL I still don’t have one :) I’m using this old broken one my dad has and hopefully it wont die on me while I’m writing this. Good news is while I’ve been saving for a new laptop I’ve been writing on my phone so I have some other goodies ready and qeued to go!

"Oh, please," Xiaojun said, shuffling around on the other line.

You winced at the loud bang blaring from the speaker, throwing your arm out so that the phone was a safe distance from your ear. Xiaojun was doing laundry which was a rare activity to find him doing.

Normally you washed all the clothes to prevent any...mishaps. Xiaojun had a bit of a rough time when it came to simple house chores, as his mom always took care of that for him. You tried to teach him on several occasions but somehow the loads always mysteriously came out shrunken or pink when they hadn't gone in that way.

You pressed the phone back to your ear at the same moment he turned on the dryer, a beeping noise nearly causing you to go deaf. He cursed, apologizing.

"You've got to have more confidence than that....be a man!"

You frowned at this, slowing your pace when you realized you were nearing your destination, a feeling of unease washing over you. "I can't help it," you whined. "It's my first day."

Xiaojun sighed. "You already made it through the interview, y/n. You got the job...so what is there to be nervous about?"

Your stomach gurgled as the most embarrassing scenarios run through your mind. Shaking the owner's hand with sweaty palms, smiling at the customers with food stuck in your teeth, giving people the wrong change, trying to push the door open when it was the pulling kind. You clenched the bottom of your tee, wrinkling your freshly ironed shirt.

"Ugh, I think I'm gonna sick," you grumbled.

"Hey, shouldn't you be there by now?" you could tell by the tone of his voice his cheeks were lifted in that teasing smile.

You pressed your lips together, letting out a breath before finally ending the call. You could do this, right? This wasn't your first job--what was there to be nervous about? You trekked down the littered sidewalk taking deep breaths to calm your nerves. It didn't work.

The green neon sign hanging above the door signified your arrival and you gulped.

N BLOOM

You let out a shaky breath as you craned your neck up at the sign, reaching for the door handle. A chime went off as you pulled the door open and you stepped in, glancing around, relieved no one was in sight. You checked your teeth in the camera of your phone before maneuvering through the narrow path full of greenery. The entrance was full of all the typical houseplants: jade plants, sword ferns, spider plants, rubber figs, etc. After passing through there, the path widened, exposing the coffee-colored tiles. Your eyes analyzed the brightly colored flowers in your passing, noting the Peonies needed to be watered as the soil looked just as shriveled up as the plant itself.

You waited at the register, unsure if you should go into the back room. Of course, you'd been there for the interview but it still seemed a bit impolite. You could hear a voice nearing you, talking to someone—on the phone maybe?—whoever it was they were coming out and your stomach began to flip again.

The owner, Taeil, emerged with an ancient-looking house phone. His hair was messy as if he had run his hand through it several times and his lips were turned downwards in a frown. His dark eyes met yours briefly, a smile flickering across his face, waving for you to follow him behind the counter.

"I know they aren't in season yet, but I'm just letting you know what I want ahead of time so that...no...no. Yes, I'm aware—I'm not an idiot." Taeil handed you an apron, trapping his phone in between his shoulder and cheek as he helped you put it on.

"I'm just asking for the seeds it's not like I'm asking you to plant them for me," Taeil said, his voice sounding bitter. He gently tied the strings behind your back and lifted his hand towards the hall mirror.

"Take a look," he said before turning and murmuring something you didn't catch into the phone. You took the short walk to the hallway to see an out-of-place floor length mirror. This wasn't so bad, right? Taeil seemed nice—when you weren't pissing him off, that is—and the apron was actually kind of cute. It was striped and crossed at the back, resting just above your knees. It wasn't anything like the filthy, plain black one Taeil was sporting.

When you returned, Taeil had ended his phone call and was digging through a drawer. You stood idly behind him as he pulled out a name tag and handed it to you.

"Y/n!!" he exclaimed, making you jump. "Sorry I didn't get to welcome you properly but I'd be glad to give you a tour of the place."

You nodded eagerly and followed Taeil around the small shop as he explained where everything was and the functions of the tools. Thankfully, it was pretty easy to grasp since you had experience with gardening.

Both of your parents were botanists and their love of plants was passed down to you. Although they were retired now, they continued to study through their own garden in their backyard. You had memories of being in that garden since you could crawl and you often found yourself spending most of your time there. It was something about the fresh air and the serene and pure beauty of the plants that made you feel at peace.

After the short tour, you sat at the counter and filled out the last of your paperwork to finalize your new position. It was a relief none of the crazy things you imagined actually happened although there was a slim chance it would to begin with.

Taeil took the papers when you were done, beaming at you. "So what do you think so far? Do you think you can handle working here?"

"Mmm...I think so. I've always liked gardening so it feels like I'm just doing a hobby."

Taeil stacked the papers against the countertop. "Glad to hear it."

You nodded your head awkwardly, unsure of what to say next. Taeil maneuvered around you to squat down and put the papers in a filing cabinet. "So," he said grunting as he stood back up. "Let me brief you on the customers while no one's here yet."

"Okay," you agreed, sitting in the nearby wooden chair when Taeil sat on the stool next to you.

"The store isn't ever crowded really, but we do have some regulars who I think it's really important to know of. Like Ms. Lee, for example," he clasped his hands together. "Ms. Lee has been coming here for years, twice a month for fresh flowers. Mostly daisies but sometimes she'll pick up a fern from time to time."

You nodded, encouraging him to go on.

"Oh! How could I forget? My best customer! He used to come every two weeks or so but now he visits almost twice a week."

Your eyebrows raised on their own accord and you couldn't hide the shock on your face even if you wanted to. Twice a week? What would a person do with THAT many flowers? Did he work for a funeral home or something?

Taeil chuckled at your expression. "Pretty crazy, right? His name's Jaemin. Pretty nice guy, cute as a button but I wouldn't trust the guy with my life."

You cocked your head to one side. "What do you mean by that?"

"Ah," he said, suddenly serious. "He's a pretty sneaky guy, I'd say. If I were you, I wouldn't get too close to Jaemin. He's flirted with all my past female employees."

Your face contorted into a look of displeasure. "I don't think you have anything to worry about. I can't stand men like that."

Taeil looked content with your response but still unsure.

"Trust me," you assured him. "I don't fall for those type of guys."

"Well, you haven't met Jaemin," Taeil said just as his pocket pinged. He slid his phone out, glancing at the screen before scowling. He gave you an apologetic smile before excusing himself to the back to make a phone call.

You got to your feet, using the spare time to check out the cash register. Taeil hadn't taught you how to use it yet and you didn't want to look like a complete idiot when he decided to. It wasn't long before the bell above the door jingled, alerting you of a new customer. Your heart dropped when you realized Taeil hadn't returned and you still didn't know how to do anything.

"Yeah, about that," said the customer. "How about you skip the party to hang out with me?" You could see the customer walk further into the store but the leaves of the ferns blocked everything but the top of his head.

"I've got a gift for you," he said pausing at the roses. You caught a glimpse of his face through the thick of the orchids but couldn't quite make out his features.

"Great. I'll text you, okay?" he said, ending the call. "Yo, Taeil!" he called out peering around the flowers.

You ducked behind the counter praying he didn't see you. Your heart thudded in your chest as you wondered why the hell you were hiding from a customer in the first place.

"Taeil, 're you there?" he asked wondering towards the front. You decided it would be better to show yourself now before he makes it to the register and finds you curled up behind the stool. You sprung up just as he reached the counter.

"Can I help you?" you said giving him a practiced smile.

The man seemed taken aback by your sudden presence before he responded. "Oh," he scratched his head. "I thought no one was here. I was calling..."

"Sorry, I didn't notice before, I was....tying my shoe," you said mumbling the last bit. Your face started to heat up at how dumb you sounded. It was your first customer and you were already screwing it up.

"I didn't know Taeil hired a new employee. I'm Jaemin, by the way," he said holding his hand out.

You shook it, retracting yours quickly when he held on a little too long.

So this was Jaemin. You didn't think you'd meet him so soon. Taeil wasn't wrong when he said he was handsome. In fact, he was a little too handsome. His hair was a pretty golden brown—almost blond—and his thick eyelashes kissed the tops of his cheeks when he looked down. It was almost unfair how sculpted his face was. You shook your head when you realized you were checking him out; you couldn't let yourself get carried away, remembering Taeil's warning.

"Nice to meet you," you said walking around the counter. "Did you want to purchase some flowers?"

"Ah, yes. Six black roses, please."

You nodded, grabbing a pair of scissors lying around and followed Jaemin to the roses. It was when you actually reached them that you realized you didn't know how to cut them. You had your own way of cutting flowers but what if Taeil liked to cut them a specific way? Maybe there was a proper way of cutting them you didn't know about?

"Is there something wrong?" Jaemin asked from behind you.

You opened your mouth to respond before the sound of a door opening and closing interrupted you.

"Back again so soon?"Taeil's voice boomed across the room.

Jaemin leaned against the table supporting the flowers and it wobbled, nearly giving you a heart attack.

"I got worried you'd miss me too much so I stopped by."

Taeil scoffed as he made his way over to you and Jaemin. "As if. You seem to be quite the fan of black roses lately. Who're they for this time?"

Jaemin's eyes looked panicked as he looked at you then back to the roses. "For me, of course."

Taeil squinted at him before he hummed, motioning for you to hand him the scissors.

"Six please," Jaemin chirped.

Taeil nodded, explaining to you what he was doing as he snipped the stems diagonally with attentiveness. The three of you walked to the register and Jaemin knelt over the marble counter to watch Taeil wrap the plastic and tie it around the stems.

"This is my favorite part," he said smiling at you.

You let out a small "oh" and moved to the opposite of Taeil to put some distance between the two of you. You listened carefully as he explained how to work the register and watched as you sold Jaemin the roses.

"Wow, you picked that up quickly. Much faster than my past employees," Taeil said patting your shoulder.

You blushed at his compliment, thanking him. You wondered how he'd react if you told him you secretly got a head start while he was gone.

Taeil's phone began to ring and he rolled his eyes, stepping a few feet back to answer the call.

"What?" he hissed through his teeth, waving Jaemin goodbye.

Jaemin waved back, exposing a smile that was so perfect, you began to doubt if he was human. Surely no one could be that pretty. He was definitely a robot.

"I never got your name?"

You pointed to your name tag. "Y/n."

Jaemin's eyes followed your fingers. "Miss Y/N, how would you like to go out to dinner with me tonight? We can go to my favorite restaurant down the street."

You fought the urge to roll your eyes.

"I thought you had plans though?" you said folding your arms across your chest. "Don't you have a gift to deliver to a certain someone?"

Jaemin merely smiled at you, his eyes holding a playful glint. "Not if you don't want me to, I don't."

"Have a great day, sir," you said, pushing past him to tend to the Peonies. "I hope she enjoys the roses!"

"I hope so too," he said gathering his wallet and the bouquet. "See ya, Taeil."

Taeil glowered at him as he pressed glowing red 'end call' button. Jaemin exited the store with a skip in his walk and Taeil gave you a knowing look.

"That boy sure is something."

"He sure is," you agreed.

The sloshing sounds of water filled the room as you tipped the watering can. "What on Earth does he do with all those flowers?"

"He buys them for all his flings," Taeil said, patting down the soil of a few plants.

Your lips curved downwards. It was guys like him that you made you want to stay single forever.

The door chimed again as another customer walked in.

"Welcome!" Taeil cheerfully exclaimed, greeting the customer.

--

The next time you saw Jaemin it was a week later and you were in the middle of planting more roses. (Apparently, there was always a shortage of those. Go figure...) The moment Jaemin came in, he set is path straight for you and you inwardly groaned.

"Hey, y/n. Wonderful day today, isn't it?" he said, shoving his hands in the front of his baggy hoody.

"Not really. My allergies are kicking my butt," you said, sniffing.

"Doesn't help much to be working in here, huh?" he asked.

"I guess not but I need the money. Speaking of money, how can I help you today?" The transition wasn't as smooth as you hoped but you wanted to get him out of the store as soon as possible.

The longer you were around him the more you could feel yourself slowly getting sucked into his escapade.  When he wasn't being a flirty douche bag, he wasn't all that awful from what you could tell but the problem was that he was almost always being a flirty douche bag. A jerk who uses the same cheap tactics to get any girl dumb enough to bend over backwards for him at the snap of his fingers.

"Maybe you can help me," Jaemin mused. "What's your favorite flower?"

"Going on another date, huh? I'm guessing she liked the black roses."

"Maybe," Jaemin smirked.

You paused, taking off your gloves. "Well, if I had to choose just one, I'd probably pick Middlemist's Reds. Although they're very rare so they're pretty hard to get a hold of."

"Never heard of them," Jaemin said, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Of course you haven't."

Jaemin froze, opening his mouth to say something but must've changed his mind. "Well, anyhow, I'll just take some roses." Jaemin pointed his thumb in the direction behind him. "The pink ones."

You sold Jaemin the roses and he left waving a hand at you with that perfect smile plastered on his face. Maybe he was an alien.

You let out a sigh of relief just as Taeil waltzed out of his office with the brightest smile you've seen since you've met him.

"What's going on?" You asked, his smile contagious as a small one spread across your own lips.

"You know the ramen place across the street?"

You nodded. You ate there once before when you first moved into your apartment but hadn't been back since.

"I've finally eaten there enough times to get five free meals!"

"Oh, wow, five free meals," you teased.

"Laugh all you want, y/n, but you didn't win a free meal, did you?"

You rolled your eyes playfully. "No, I did not."

"Exactly," he said, looking smug. "Let's walk over there after your shift for lunch. My treat."

"That's really nice of you, Taeil, but I promised my roommate I'd have lunch with him."

"Perfect! He can come along too."

"Really? I don't want you to waste your coupons," you replied, sitting on the small stool.

"Yeah, we can just get the king size bowl as one meal. It takes three people to finish those anyway," Taeil said waving a hand passively.

"Okay then! I'll text him right now," you grinned, pulling your phone out of your back pocket.

--

When you and Taeil arrived, Xiaojun was already sitting in a booth with an oversized menu up to his nose.

"Oh, no, Jun, when'd you get here?" you asked plopping down on the plush cushions.

"About a minute ago. I just wanted it to look like I'd been waiting a long time," he said placing the menu flat on the table.

You made a face, scooting down to give Taeil enough room to sit.

"You must be Taeil," he said, reaching out for his hand and shaking it.

"Nice to finally meet you. I've heard a lot about your laundry issues," he teased.

Xiaojun laughed, kicking your shin under the table. You hissed, snatching the menu from him.

A silence fell over the three of you as you each examined the menu. The waiter came by with a pen and a notepad, jotting down your desired drinks and sauntered off to the kitchen. After your drinks arrived you all decided to just order spicy beef flavored ramen.

"Ah," Xiaojun hummed, running a hand through his dark hair. "Free food is the best food."

"This is true," Taeil said pointing his chopsticks at him.

"How many times did you have to eat here to get the coupon anyways?" you asked, taking a sip from your drink.

"Forty-two."

Xiaojun's hand flew to his mouth as a shocked laugh came out.

"Unbelievable," you gasped.

"What? I like a challenge."

You and Xiaojun exchanged looks before bursting into laughter.

"Isn't that a little extreme?" Xiaojun laughed.

Taeil grinned. "Maybe. They probably thought no one would bother to do it but I never give up the opportunity to eat free food."

"Good to know," you chortled as your food arrived.

Another silence fell over you as you ate and you were the first one to speak.

"So, what's Jaemin's deal?"

"Who's that?" Xiaojun asked.

Taeil shook his head. "A customer of mine who buys flowers twice a week for girls."

"So he's a player?"

Taeil nodded grimly, his cheeks bulging with a mouthful of noodles. "He started coming around when school started up and hasn't stopped coming since."

"What a tool," you scowled.

"Don't get me wrong, he's not all that bad. Pretty sweet kid, if you ask me but I would never introduce him to my daughter."

"You have a daughter?" you and Xiaojun asked in unison.

Taeil looked at the two of you in confusion. "Of course not, it's just an expression."

"No, it's not..." you said fighting back a smile.

"Really? I could've sworn it was," Taeil said, a hand lifting to stroke his chin. "The point is, he'd almost be half-decent if he at least bought different gifts for them. It's always roses."

You began to get ticked off the more you discussed the boy. Jaemin was playing with other girls hearts like it was a game and you couldn't stand it. You knew the pain of falling for a guy who didn't actually like you back all too well. Too many times to count, you were confined to the walls of your room, crying your high school days away after some immature kid broke your heart.

"I don't understand how he gets away with it. I mean, just how many girls has he done that to?"

Taeil paused to think. "Dear god...who knows? And the worst part is, it's not even a sex thing with him. He makes them fall in love with him then dumps them for the next girl waiting for their heart to be broken."

"Sounds like a grade A ass hole," Xiaojun scowled at his bowl. "How does he live with himself knowing how many girls he's broken—probably torn them to shreds single-handedly. That kind of heartache lingers for months."

You and Taeil agreed solemnly before changing the subject to lighter topics. You and Xiaojun ended up playing a game of "who can drink their water through a straw the fastest" and of course you won, as you did every time. It wasn't that you were particularly good at it, it was that Xiaojun lost every game he played. Taeil, amused by your game, challenged you and beat you by a landslide. Xiaojun was happy about this, slapping his knee in an over-the-top fake laugh.

"Ha! You lost, you loser!" he said, high-fiving Taeil.

You just shook your head, chewing on a piece of ice.

"Look at her. She's such a sore loser," Xiaojun whispered loud enough for you to hear.

Taeil snickered and you rolled your eyes.

"Do you wanna go again then? Because I remember winning against you so who's really the loser here?"

Xiaojun clutched onto Taeil. "Help, she's attacking me."

You gawked at him as the two of them began to snicker again.

The rest of your meal was filled with laughter and jokes thrown at Jaemin here and there. You and  Xiaojun thanked Taeil for the meal and he invited Xiaojun out to a bar he goes to every Saturday with his friend, Lucas—some kind of guys night they have or something like that. Taeil was becoming more of a friend to you than he was your boss and you were grateful to be working for someone so friendly and caring. You also were glad your best friend and your manager got along so well because Xiaojun needed to get of the house more than he did.

You bid each other your farewells and headed home, Taeil returning to the shop to open it back up, as he closed it temporarily to go eat with you. You and Xiaojun played a few board games in the dining area before you each retired to your rooms to wash up. You dozed off as soon as your face met your pillow, tired from waking up so early from your morning classes, the world around you fading to blackness. --

The radio softly played an indie song of some no-name band as you typed up your thesis. Summer was coming soon and that meant the end of the semester was approaching. That also meant finals were near, so you started to bring your laptop to work to finish everything. You even had Taeil proofread your work and give you feedback just to have another set of eyes look over it after you did a jillion times.

You were in the midst of wrapping up the conclusion when the telltale jingle of the door sounded.

"Welco—oh it's just you."

You looked up from your laptop to see Jaemin (surprise, surprise) approaching you with a sideways grin and an unhappy Taeil.

"Good afternoon, Miss y/n," he said, propping his elbows on the counter.

"Wow, it's only been three days and your back already?"

"Unfortunately," Taeil muttered underneath his breath.

Jaemin threw daggers at Taeil with his eyes. "I just," he said, looking back at you. "really, really like flowers."

You rolled your eyes, beginning to type again. "Okay."

Jaemin frowned. "What's that look for?"

"Hmm? What look?"

"Your eyes. You rolled them at me," he said.

You looked briefly at him before your eyes flickered back to the screen. "Did I?"

"Yes, you did. And what are you typing anyway?" he said hauling his body over the countertop to peek at the screen.

You slapped the laptop shut, placing your hands on your hips. "Did you come here to buy something or just to annoy me?"

"Jeez, 'you in a mood or something?" he said standing up properly.

"I have an essay due tomorrow and you're preventing me from finishing it."

"Essay?" he said giggling. "How long ago was it assigned? Sounds like you waited last minute to start if it's due tomorrow."

"That's none of your business," you glowered.

"I'm a customer, you know. You shouldn't talk to me that way," Jaemin said.

"I'm the one who gave her the permission to," Taeil said, wiping the dirt off of his hands on his apron.

"Taeil," you whined. "C'mon, why aren't you wearing your gloves? Your apron looks disgusting."

"I tried but it doesn't feel right with them on," he lifted his shoulders then dropped them.

You sighed, reopening your laptop.

"So, what the topic on?" Jaemin said, his chin in the palm of his hand.

You exhaled out of your nostrils when you realized he was still standing there. He was starting to really bug you now.

"Me. I have to write about the obstacles I've faced and how I accomplished my goals despite them."

Jaemin pursed his lips. "Huh."

You raised an eyebrow but didn't look up from the screen.

"Do you go to the community college on 3rd Street by chance?"

This caught your attention. "Yeah...how'd you know?"

My dorm mate has the same assignment." He said, his eyes narrowing at you. "He finished it like a month ago."

"Y/n!!" Taeil scolded, shaking his head.

Jaemin let out a boisterous laugh, bending over, a hand clutching his stomach. Taeil began to join in as you stood there with your mouth open.

"I-I had stuff to do—"

"HA! Like what?" Jaemin said slapping the counter.

"Okay fine, I waited until the last minute, okay?" You said, the corners of your lips turning downwards.

"Aw, don't get upset, I'm sorry," he chuckled.

You furrowed your eyebrows. "You're still laughing."

"Sorry, sorry!" he said, straightening his face. You could still hear Taeil snickering faintly.

"Wait a sec, are you saying we go to the same school?"

"Oh, god no. I just live there."

Your jaw dropped. "You what?"

"I know how it sounds but I wanted to move out of my parents' place and I'm not ready for another four years of school yet," he waved his hands around. "so I live on campus with my friend."

"Does the school know?" You said, your eyes nearly popping out of your head.

"Nope."

You gaped at him, Jaemin obviously loving your reaction as he smirked. He explained how he got into the situation, him being well known at college parties before he even graduated high school which led to him being a party promoter. He posted the location and time on his Instagram;  people showed up and he got paid. When you told him you didn't like parties, he insisted you go to one that night with him and you declined immediately.

After a lot of begging, he finally dropped it but looked disappointed afterwards. You noticed how long you were talking and urged Jaemin to buy his usual roses and leave.

It was the next day that you realized it was a mistake to indulge in his shenanigans because there he was, waltzing into the store for more roses—although he seemed to be more interested in you than the flowers. Then he came the next day, and the day after that for three weeks straight, suddenly in need of more and more roses.

"What girl has you so whipped that you have to buy her roses every day?" You asked when Jaemin came in the third day that week.

"They're actually for my mom this time," Jaemin said, cheesing at you. "It's her birthday today."

You weren't sure if you believed him or not but told him to send her your birthday wishes regardless.

Whether you liked it or not, you were beginning to get used to his presence. He finally stopped trying to get you to date him all the time and treated you like an actual person. Taeil was the most surprised at his sudden change of behavior towards you, making overly dramatic shocked faces whenever Jaemin turned his back.

He asked you things no one ever cared to ask you before like questions about your family and your childhood out of genuine curiosity and the more you got to know him, the more your feelings towards him started to change. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all.

Eventually, Jaemin stopped buying roses altogether, only stopping by to chat with you and Taeil for a while then leave to go off someplace else. You were curious as to why he stopped buying flowers but didn't say anything, not wanting to pry. Maybe he finally decided to be in a serious relationship for once. Maybe he met the one girl who's heart he didn't want to break. Could he possibly be in love? You highly doubted that but it would explain his change in behavior. You decided not to give much thought to it considering he wasn't someone you wanted to waste time thinking about but he kept sneaking into your mind when you were least expecting him to. Like when you first woke up in the morning or when you were eating dinner, wondering if he was eating at the moment too.

--

Summer finally came and you managed to pass all your finals with flying colors thanks to the help Taeil and Xiaojun. With the semester finally over and done with, you felt as if the world was lifted off of your shoulders like you were finally able to breathe.

Although you weren't too happy about the weather. You had your hair tied in a sloppy ponytail to keep your hair from sticking to the back of your sweaty neck and of course, there was no air conditioning because you worked in a greenhouse. Taeil plugged up an old fan behind the counter for you but it hardly made a difference, nonetheless, that's where you stayed the majority of the day unless you absolutely had to move.

It was nearing the time Jaemin usually visited and you were beginning to wonder where he was. As if he knew you were thinking about him, your phone lit up with his name flashing across the screen.

Jaemin :3 [2:40] : @ starbucks Jaemin :3 [2:41] : want something?

You smiled at your phone, trying to remember all the cold drinks on the menu. You weren't really a coffee drinker so you normally only ever ordered hot chocolate but it was definitely too hot outside for that.

You [2:42]: any cold drink will do

You clicked your phone off, standing to stretch your legs. A blonde lady wearing an ugly pug t-shirt approached you, asking for a bouquet to pick up tomorrow. You wrote down all her information and got to work. You hardly ever arranged bouquets unless they were for the display outside, so you worked cautiously, mulling over where each flower would look best. Taeil would come back from his break soon and you wanted to show him how well you did.

A few minutes later, Jaemin arrived with your drink and a few cheese danishes. He was wearing a thin white button up with sleeves rolled up and a few buttons were undone, exposing his chest a little with a pair of ripped jeans. He looked good—not that you cared or anything.

"Hey," he said, his nose scrunching as he smiled.

"Hello there," you said, removing your gloves. Your eyes zeroed in on the drinks he was carrying. One was pitch black, the one next to it vibrant purple, and the last two were white with whipped cream.

"This one's yours," he said handing you the purple one.

"What is it?" you asked, examining it.

"Try it," Jaemin replied, sticking a straw in the black drink.

You sucked from the straw, bracing yourself for the strong coffee flavor to come but it never did. Instead, your taste buds were met with a deliciously sweet fruity flavor. You looked at the drink again to see chunks of a mysterious purple fruit sloshing around inside it.

"Do you like it?" Jaemin asked as he'd been watching your reaction the whole time.

"Yeah, actually.  I'm surprised. What's the purple stuff?"

"It's dragonfruit. I know you don't care much for coffee and I didn't want to buy you something you wouldn't like so I got you a Mango Dragonfruit Refresher."

Your hands felt jittery all of sudden. You don't remember mentioning coffee to Jaemin and although he seemed to not only remember it but pick something out that he thought you liked. You looked down at your shoes to hide the pink tint in your cheeks.

"What'd you get then?" you asked.

"Americano. And the other two are for Taeil. He has a thing for Frappuccinos." he said, his mouth stuffed with his cheese danish.

"I'll never understand what the difference is between those drinks. Americano, Espresso, Frappuccino. They all sound the same to me," you said, shifting on your feet.

"Wanna try it then?" Jaemin reached his arm out, offering the beverage to you.

Your face flushed, knowing that you were about to use the same straw Jaemin did but pushed yourself forward to wrap your hands around the larger one holding the cup, taking a large gulp of it.

You swallowed the liquid with a shiver down your spine, gagging a little. "Jaemin, what the hell?? That tasted like ass!" you yelled, coughing.

Jaemin threw his head back in laughter, falling to the ground during your coughing fit.

"Who drinks black coffee?? Shouldn't you be a middle-aged YA writer or a college professor or something?" you shouted.

Jaemin laughed harder at this, holding on to your legs for support. You kicked him off of you, angrily shoving a danish in your mouth to rid your tongue of the nasty flavor.

"Unbelievable," you grumbled.

"I thought you knew!" he teetered.

"How?! How could I have known?" you perplexed, pieces of the danish flying out of your mouth.

He chuckled, getting to his feet. "Doesn't everyone know what black coffee looks like?"

"I guess not me," you pouted.

Jaemin made a sour face before his expression changed as a thought passed through his mind.

"Hang on, I forgot something in the car," he said, jogging out of the store.

You blinked, watching him run down the sidewalk until he was out of view. You put the cold drink to your forehead as Jaemin walked back inside a little out of breath with his hands behind his back.

"Sorry about that. Anyways, how's your day going so far?" he asked, his teeth showing from the big smile plastered on his face.

"It's a thousand degrees in here so it's been hell," you said eyeing him suspiciously. "Why are you smiling at me like that; you're scaring me."

Jaemin's grin dropped before it reappeared. "I don't know what you mean. I always smile like this," he said biting his lip in attempt to stop smiling. "Anywho, you got any big plans tonight?"

"Ha! I don't go out—you know that," you said, shoving his shoulder playfully. "The only plans I have is with Netflix and my bed."

Jaemin 'ah'ed, nodding in understanding before his sneaky smile returned. "I don't want to ruin your plans with Netflix but," Jaemin pulled a small bouquet of red poppies from behind his back. "I've got two tickets to a basketball game at seven and I'd be really happy if you came with me. What do 'ya say?"

"Absolutely not!" you declined, taken aback.

Jaemin lowered the flowers, crestfallen. "What? Why not?"

"Wh-why not??" you sputtered. "You really are as bad as everyone says! What?—was this your plan the whole time? To get close to me? To butter me up so I can fall in love with you so you can dump me like everyone else?"

Jaemin's eyebrows scrunched together. "No, no, God, no—that's not it at all. Why would you think that?"

You shook your head in disbelief. "I know everything, Jaemin. The games you play with girls. Getting them to fall for you just to break their hearts."

Jaemin's lips parted in realization. "No, it's not like that. You don't understand—"

"Save it Jaemin," you interrupted. "Taeil said you'd be like this but I didn't listen. I stood up for you! And now I know I was wrong..."

"Y/n, please...I thought...I thought you liked me."

Tears welled up in your eyes because you did. You did like him—no matter how hard you tried not to. No matter how much you tried to push him out of your head he ended up moving into your heart instead. You enjoyed his daily visits and you secretly liked it when he'd stay to watch you work, even if you didn't talk. You fell in love with his smile and the sound of his laughter over the months and when you realized it, it was too late.

"God, this is so fucked up," you whispered to yourself. "It's not that I don't like you, Jaemin—that's not the problem here. It's the fact that you knew I liked you but decided to ask me out the same way you asked out all those other girls! Well, sorry to break it to you, but I'm not like those girls. You can't woo me with the same tricks you've used on every other tramp in this shithole!"

Jaemin reached out to you and you jerked your body away from him.

"Please, if you'd let me explain—"

"I don't wanna hear whatever lame excuses you have, Jaemin! I thought you were different. I thought you changed," you said turning away from him. "Just...leave, Jaemin."

Jaemin stood there numbly for a moment, trying to wrap his head around what you just said. "Y/n.." he started, unsure of what to say.

"Please," you begged, your voice sounding strangled.

"I know you're not like those other girls, y/n and that's why I like you, okay? This isn't just a game to me—I'm serious about this—about you! You have to believe me."

You said nothing, as you kept your back turned, a silent tear escaping your eyes.

"Fine," Jaemin said, dropping the flowers to the ground as he stormed out of the store. You flinched when the door slammed behind him.

Your shaky hands gripped onto the counter as you broke down into tears, letting out a painful sob. Taeil ran out from his office when he heard your cry, rushing to console you.

--

It had been two weeks since the fight and you hadn't heard from Jaemin. No text, no call, nothing. It was hard to believe your friendship would end just like that. It was ridiculous, even, that he's ignored you for so long—as if friends didn't fight. But you couldn't be too mad at it him about it, considering you hadn't attempted to make the first move either. A part of you wished everything could go back to the way it was—back when Jaemin would come to the store and tell you lame jokes or poke fun at your expense but there was another part of you that wished you never met him at all because either way—whether he liked you or someone else—it would've ended the same, with your heart aching.

Although you weren't quite sure what it was your heart was aching for. You liked him a lot but you didn't necessarily want to date him. You were never to keen on the idea of being in a relationship—especially with someone like him and that was selfish and you knew it. You hated that you felt that way but you did. You wanted to trust him but how could you? With his reputation, would you ever be able to?

You were sitting at the ramen restaurant across the street with Lucas, Xiaojun, and Taeil, watching the noodles slide off your chopsticks as you picked it back up again. They were all indulged in an argument about something small and insignificant and you began to question why you even let Taeil drag you here. You could tell he felt bad about what happened between you and Jaemin but it's not like your entire world came crashing down. You only knew him for a few months; how attached could you have become? Yeah, that's right, you weren't attached. Only a careless idiot would become attached so quickly.

"He's the one who got attached!" you blurted out.

Everyone's eyes snapped towards you.

Xiaojun scrunched his nose. "Huh?"

"I know why you guys invited me out—and I really appreciate it—but I'm okay. Jaemin is the one you should be trying to cheer up," you explained.

Lucas leaned forward, furrowing his eyebrows. "Why would we do that? We hate him."

"I didn't mean literally....I'm just saying," you shrugged.

"And what is it exactly that you're saying?" Taeil asked, a small smile curving on his lips.

"I mean, he's the one who can't handle rejection. He basically threw a tantrum when I said no."

"He threw a tantrum?" Lucas questioned, looking between the three of you. "No one told me that part."

"Okay, I may have exaggerated a bit but my point still stands. He needs to get over that big ego of his. He needs to realize he can't have every girl he wants because frankly, he's not all that cute either," you finished, dusting the invisible dirt off of your tank.

Xiaojun and Taeil exchanged looks leaving you and Lucas confused.

"What? What is it?" you frowned.

"Well.." Taeil trailed off.

"Are you sure," Xiaojun started, "he can't get any girl he wants?"

"I'm positive," you said holding a hand up.

"You sure about being sure?" Taeil giggled.

"You seem pretty smitten to me," Xiaojun said, slurping the noodles from his bowl.

You face flushed red as you stuttered to defend yourself. "W-What?"

Lucas seemed to have finally connected the dots as he laughed wholeheartedly, clapping his hands. "Ohhh, you like him but you're pretending you don't!"

Your eyes nearly popped out of your head. "That's ridiculous! Of course not—"

"AHAHAHA!!" Lucas chuckled as he stood, chair scraping loudly against the floor.

Taeil and Xiaojun laughed at Lucas as you ducked your head in embarrassment. People looked over at your table in search of the loud commotion and you wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out.

"Yukhei, sit down!" Taeil laughed, fanning his hand at the chair.

"Yes! I love it! I love this!!" he exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air as he sat back down. "And you," he said pointing at you, "love Jaemin."

You patted your cheeks with your hands to calm the warmth underneath them as you began to question yourself. Who were you kidding? If you couldn't fool them then how could you fool yourself? You were in love with Jaemin.

--

The heaters Taeil brought in from the back room hummed blending into the radio. Your gloves gave your fingers a shield from the biting cold and you were grateful your job required you to wear them. You were arranging a bouquet of red poppies with Taeil for a wedding. The bride wanted 21 bouquets—1 for each table—which left you and Taeil very busy. Although you couldn't help but think about a certain someone while looking at them.

Four months. Four months had passed and you still thought of Jaemin every time you look at flowers and considering the store you worked at, that meant nearly every day. Roses especially were hard to look at and unfortunately for you, they were the most popular flower sold. To you though, they were overrated—lost its meaning of romance a long time ago.

Taeil finished his bouquet, wrapping it in plastic and a rubber band and you did the same.

Taeil glanced up at you. "You're quiet today. Are you alright? It's not too cold in here is it?"

"The temperature's fine. I'm just thinking, that's all."

He hummed setting the bouquet aside and hopping on the counter. "Listen, I have to leave early today so I need you to close the store by yourself tonight."

"By myself?" you repeated, wide-eyed. You never opened or closed the store on your own before.

"By yourself," Taeil said, chuckling.

"Is it that guy you're always angry with on the phone?" you asked, approaching him.

"You mean Lucas? No, I've got more important things to take care of."

"Lucas is the one who blows up your phone all the time??" you guffawed.

"Yep. He thinks he needs my advice on everything so he calls a billion times a day."

"Aw, that's sweet," you cooed.

"Isn't it?" he retorted, sarcastically. "Let me show you how to close the register and I'll be on my way. As for everything else, you've done it a million times—you know the drill."

You nodded walking to the register and Taeil explained what to do, pulling out a wrinkled paper of instructions. It was a little complicated but you could manage. Taeil left shortly afterward and you pulled out your textbook, deciding to study for your midterms before rush hour came.

Before you knew it was almost time to close. The evening sky made the lighting inside the store dim and the temperature dropped twenty degrees causing you to go fetch your coat. It was strange being there alone at night. You always had Taeil cracking jokes to keep you from dying of boredom but tonight your only company was yourself.

You locked the door, flipping the 'open' sign around. You sighed, ready to go home and lie down already. You opened the register, counting the money, then following the instructions on the paper. You patted yourself on the back when you finished it without error and was heading to the back to turn off the lights when the bell chimed at the door.

"We're closed!" you yelled, rushing back to the front. You could've sworn you locked the door.

"Sorry, we're clo—" you started but didn't finish when you saw who it was.

Jaemin swallowed, waving Taeil's keys with his right hand. "Hey. It's been a while."

You turned your back, grabbing your purse. "We're closed."

Jaemin stepped closer to you, only for you to brush past him, busying yourself by closing the blinds. "Y/n, I'm sorry."

You said nothing as you walked to the next window, twisting the handle.

"Okay.." he said more to himself than you. "I understand why you wouldn't want to talk to me. I wouldn't want to talk to me either. It's been four months and I know I should've apologized sooner than this but..." he trailed off.

"Anyways, I just wanted to apologize and I hope it's not too late."

You stalked past him, picking up your book bag and throwing it over your shoulder.

"I'm about to turn the lights off so you might wanna get going," you said.

"Wait!" Jaemin exclaimed grabbing your shoulder. Sparks jolted under your skin where his hand touched you, causing you to jump.

"Uh, wait. Please?" He begged, retracting his hand. You turned around, folding your arms across your chest in an attempt to hide your trembling hands.

"I-I got these for you," Jaemin said holding out three middlemist's reds.

You gasped, slowly reaching out to take the flowers.

"I know getting you flowers was the problem in the first place but...I know how much you like these with your weird obsession with plants and all," he chuckled.

You frowned at him, pausing to smell the scent of the flowers. Middlemist's Reds were your favorite but you never seen them in real life, let alone held them in your hands.

"It's a good weird. I like it," he added, his words rushed. Jaemin stuffed his hands in his pockets awkwardly.

You smelled the flowers once more entranced by its sweet fragrance. "How did you get these? They only grow in two known places on Earth—and that's thousands of miles from here..."

Jaemin smiled. "Taeil has a cousin who lives about six-hundred miles out who grows exotic plants. Apparently, the soil out there is perfect for Middlemist's Reds.

Your frown deepened. "Taeil?"

Why would Taeil, the main person against your friendship in the first place, help Jaemin?

"Yeah," he said nervously laughing. "Anyway, I drove out and got them for you. Sorry, there's only three but who knew Middlemist's Reds were so expensive?"

You knew but you didn't say anything as you continued to examine the flowers. He drove six-hundred miles to buy your favorite flowers? He must've been driving for days. No one had ever done anything like that for you before, not even your parents would go out of their way to do that. Your heart pounded in your chest as you chewed your lip.

"Again, I apologize for that day. I royally fucked up and I know this doesn't make up for everything but this is just the beginning. I swear to you, y/n, you're the most amazing girl I've ever met. Everything you said about me was right. I played with girls' feelings just for the hell of it. I didn't care about anything or anyone but that all changed when I met you."

How cliche was that? Yet, you blinked, tears welling up in your eyes. There was no way this was actually happening. You'd seen this before. Heard those words coming from his lips in your dreams—it had to be a hallucination.

Jaemin took your cold hand, pressing his lips to the skin of your knuckles.

"Ever since I walked out the door that day, I've been miserable. I tried to forget you and I tried to stay away because I know I'm not deserving of you. I don't deserve to be your friend, your boyfriend—I don't even deserve to be in this room with you right now, asking for your forgiveness but I'm too selfish to keep myself away from you...I swear that guy you saw the first time we met is long gone. I can do a real relationship—at least I want to try...with you," he finished, his hand shaking as it held tightly onto yours.

"Okay," you whispered, closing your eyes.

"Okay?" he repeated, the biggest smile stretching across his face. "I'm forgiven?"

If you were smart you would say no and run as far away as you could. You should've kicked him out the moment he came in. Who gave him the right to come waltzing in as if the past four months didn't exist? It shouldn't have been so easy to wear you down but it was. Just seeing his face again made your heart jump and you had to suppress the urge to pull into a hug and beg him to never go away so long again. If Taeil saw something in him worth redeeming then it wouldn't hurt to try.

Tears spilled down your cheeks as you nodded your head. "Yes, now stop asking before I change my mind!"

Jaemin's eyes looked glossy as he threw himself into your arms, picking you up and spinning you around. You squealed in surprise, giggling.

"I missed you," you admitted, clutching tightly onto his jean jacket.

Jaemin pulled away, holding a warm hand to your cheek. "I'm sorry I was gone so long. Those four months was hell."

"It's okay...you came back right?" you said, leaning to his touch.

Jaemin shook his head. "I don't deserve you."

"Jaemin, I think...I think I love you," you stuttered.

Jaemin let out a shaky breath before he smashed his lips onto yours, almost knocking you over. His hands wrapped around your waist, balancing you, as you kissed him back. The hairs on your arms raised as the skin under his hands began to tingle again, your heart thundering in your chest.

Jaemin pulled away, his ears red.

"Sorry," he mumbled, looking at the ground. "I just—I think I love you too."

You placed your hands on his neck, pulling him down to meet you halfway, your lips touching his. He tasted like bliss and coffee. When you pulled away you were both breathless and rosy-cheeked.

Jaemin grinned. "Can we finally go on that date now? I told you this was just the beginning."

You pecked his lips, a smile spreading feverishly. "What did you have planned this time?"

Jaemin mimed zipping his lips shut as he gestured towards the door. You turned out the lights and excitedly hopped into his car, cheesing ridiculously hard at each other, heading downtown to begin the start of the time of your life.

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― Your muse’s name: Terra (no last name due to being Sylvari)

― A favorite picture/face claim of your muse:

(Current fave as I replay through Season 3, back in her older armor style)

― Two headcanons you have for your muse:

As a young Elementalist, Terra bonded with a Fern Hound pup that she raised and brought along with her - she named her ‘Fern’ for simplicity’s sake. As things grew more dangerous and her powers grew stronger, Terra chose to leave Fern at home in the Grove with her friend Peony Belle (who belongs to @ariannadi​ ), and visits when she can. Sometimes during Season 4, Fern will have a litter of pups, which Terra will get to visit after all the Kralk shenanigans ♥

Shortly after Aurene hatches and their bond begins to strengthen, Terra’s hair begins to change and small crystals start to form on her shoulder blades - eventually turning into wings that she, for a time, pretends are a glider.

― Three things that your muse likes doing in their free time:

Cooking, though she hasn’t had the chance to do much lately

Sitting out under the sun - maybe it’s part of being a Sylvari, but she loves being under the warm sun, especially cozied up with her mounts around her

Flying - on her griffon, her skyscale, or with her own wings, once she’s comfortable with them. There’s just something freeing about soaring through the sky.

― Seven people your muse loves/likes:

Braham: Soulmate, the person she loves most in this world... though right now she’s fairly certain he hates her. She hasn’t seen him since finding the scroll in the Bitterfrost, but she’s been practicing her apologies ever since. He was there for her during everything with Mordremoth, and she feels terrible for not being able to do the same.

Trahearne: Her brother and one of her best friends. She’s still not - and probably never will be - over his death.

Tybalt - Tybalt helped form who Terra is now - or at least, the sort of Whispers Agent she is. She misses him dearly.

Aurene: It’s hard to describe her relationship with the Dragon - Aurene is almost like a daughter, and she would certainly do anything in her power to protect her.

Taimi: Ridiculous as the Asura occasionally is, Terra is incredibly fond of her - Taimi’s like a little sister, even if she is technically older.

Peony Belle - a younger Sylvari and fellow Pact Member, a friend Terra made during her down time. Someone she can seek out to talk to at the worst of times.

Canach: as frustrating as the older Sylvari was initially, he’s become one of Terra’s closest friends and companions. He was there in the final fight against Mordremoth, and he’s been there to help since.

― A phobia your muse has:

Monophobia (the Fear of being Alone) - Terra has seen so many friends die over the course of her short life - Tybalt, Trahearne, Eir, Demmi, among countless other’s in the fights against the Dragons - that she is constantly on edge, terrified of being left alone. She would rather sacrifice herself then be left the last one standing, no matter the situation.

This was fun! Ty for the tag! ♥ I’ll tag.... uhhhh @ariannadi​ @wafflesrock16​ @squigglysquidd​ and anyone who’d like to do this!

#ask game #commander terra #gw2 #sylvari #my oc #guild wars 2 #tangled paths canon stuff #shiverpeakstraveler

[vampirefreakism]

The Scientist (Chapter 25)

Summary: In the events following Asgard’s destruction, Loki finds himself on Earth seeking refuge to await the inevitable. Much to his surprise, it comes from a source he would never have expected.

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The Soundtrack So Far

Warnings: a little arguing, not bad, all fun

Word count: 2.5k

A/N:  Next part already?? In less than three weeks?? Wow, who is this author with amazing time management? Lmao hey folks here ya go. This is a bit of a filler one. Short, sweet, a set up for future events. Hope y'all like it. I sure do. Also, isn't it nice I got some more songs in here? I miss that. More of that

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Luna held the same position she had been in for the last hour: hunched over, glasses off, and staring through the eyepiece of her microscope. She looked away every now and then to take meticulous notes about her observations of Sammy, but she stayed put. An impasse had been met, and she wasn't one to quickly back down.

She leaned back and rubbed her eye with the back of her wrist.

“Why aren’t you dead already?” She moaned out. The life cycle of C. elegans lasted around four days, and it had been over two weeks since he hatched.

Sammy was on his third Petri dish of nutrient bacteria, and he kept making little trails of ice. So long as he had food, nothing could stop him. Luna was tempted to poke him and see how fast he healed, but he was much too small. She would need a larger specimen for such an experiment. An event for a future time.

With a final glare at the dish, Luna picked it up and took it into the fridge. Unlike the other worms she had grown, Sammy tolerated the cold. He shouldn’t have been able to live in conditions below 60°F, but he was able to do so and keep up all normal behavior.

Luna let Sammy sit for 30 minutes in the cold, contrasting the hour he had previously spent at room temperature. He adjusted well and quickly to each temperature change. For an extraordinary organism, he acted as per usual.

The little scientist rubbed the top of her head with her forearm. She was at a loss. Could her endeavors lead to a dead end? No, it was too early to assume. There was no end in sight, but she had endless possibilities. For the time being, however, a mental and physical break was called for.

Luna turned the microscope off and put Sammy’s dish in its designated place on the counter. Snapping the rubber gloves off, she tossed them in the trash bin and hung up her lab coat. Rubbing her hands and stretching her arms out, she made the long trek to the greenhouse.

The entire compound was a tad colder than usual, but the greenhouse was always warm. It was large, holding a wide variety of plants used for the kitchen and Tony’s personal garden. A view of the river and surrounding forest could be seen from any of its windows. If Luna weren't a biologist specialized in genetic science, she would have gone for a job here instead.

She spared a few passing ‘hello’s to the employees working there on her way to Tony’s private section. To avoid any outside tampering of her plant, he opened up a small space in his collection for her. She needed but one pot, a watering can, and the occasional spot of fertilizer. He had more than enough of everything to spare.

Wrapping her arms around herself, Luna crouched down and stared intently at the soil, still undisturbed by signs of life. She poured a bit of water and watched it seep into the warm dirt, hopefully giving life to the minuscule prize buried beneath. Again, it was too early to tell. Such things require time and patience of the caregiver. For the sake of the little seeds, she had both to give.

With a gentle finger, she stroked the rim of the pot. She hoped it would work and the flowers would bloom before Loki was forced to leave her. It was disheartening to dwell on. She would be happy to keep watch over the roses if he never got the opportunity to lay eyes on them, but the initial purpose for their existence would be taken away. They would serve henceforth as a grim reminder of the space she had made for him in her little corner of the universe.

The cold and the promise of snowfall soon further dampened her spirits. The plants should be fostering serenity and happiness in her heart, but a touch of sorrow took its place. Satisfied with the care of her roses, Luna moved about the room, touching the leaves of ferns and tomato plants and the petals of peonies and chrysanthemums. Tony had an entire row dedicated for Pepper to come and tend them at her leisure. Luna wondered if he grew them for their wedding, whenever and wherever it would happen. Tabloids tossed out hundreds of ‘confirmed’ theories, but no one had a clue.

A cool mist erupted from the irrigation system, covering the majority of the area with a layer of fresh water. Luna’s pullover did little to protect her from the slight chill racing beneath her skin. Shuddering, she wrapped her arms around her torso and moseyed back to her lab, stopping once to grab a free cup of iced tea.

Finishing her refreshment, Luna rounded the corner and spotted a figure peeking through the window of the door to the lab. As she neared, she recognized the short brunette hair and called out to them.

“Peter, hey. What’re you doing here?”

Peter whipped his head to look in her direction and smiled. “Hey, doc. I was just looking for you. Is this a bad time?”

“No, no, it’s as good a time as any. I just came back from taking a short break.” Luna tapped the door. “Did you need anything here?”

“No, I just stopped by to see you, actually.” He set his backpack down and opened it.

“Oh, ok. Did I forget something at your house?”

He shook his head. “Uh-uh. I just, uh, I wanted to give you this,” he held up a small gift bag, “you know, before I forgot and I wasn’t able to. It’s for, uh, it’s for Loki.”

Luna carefully took it from him and admired it, a bright smile making its way onto her face.

“Peter, that is so nice of you.”

He chuckled and bent his head. “I hope he likes it. Just something I made in art class. It’s kinda fragile so be careful.” He pointed loosely into the bag. “The shirt I wrapped it in is for him too. I got that from a thrift store.”

Luna glanced inside at the mass of fabric rolled around a small object, hiding it from her view. “Oh, I’m sure he’ll love it. He’s a gift type of guy.”

Peter paused, a bit taken aback, but he recovered before Luna could comment.

“That’s good,” he laughed nervously. “Oh, and uh, I got this for you.” He handed Luna a smaller wrapped package. “That is not fragile at all, so you don’t have to worry.”

Luna beamed and received it carefully. “Thank you, Peter.” She reached and pulled him into a brief one-armed hug.

Letting go of her, Peter stooped down and closed his bag.

“Well, uh, that was all I came to do.” He slung his backpack over his right shoulder. “I’ll just say hi and check in with Mr. Stark and be on my way.”

“Alright. I’ll see you, Pete.” Luna bid him farewell, waving him off as he walked to the main elevator.

Alone with the new parcels, she strode into the lab and placed them beside her personal effects. Safe and sound, for now. She wondered how long she could keep Loki’s gift hidden from him and out of his snooping habit. A ‘don’t open till Christmas’ tag might deter him, but she still had no tree for it to nestle under. She made a mental note to propose the idea of getting one once she got home. With the subject of presents still sitting fresh in her mind, Luna snapped her fingers, remembering a different mental note from earlier in the week.

“FRIDAY,” she called out, “is Tony still busy with Peter?”

“Yes, they are still conversing in his office.”

“Ok, thank you.”

Luna put her fists on her hips and huffed. She didn't feel like working, and she couldn't return to the greenhouse. There was no reason to. It was too cold to walk comfortably outside and admire the scenery, so she opted to wander inside next to the windows.

In the time to herself, she listened to her music in peace, earbuds in and the world out. Peter could have the longest heart-to-heart with Tony as he liked. Luna was in her own space, admiring the forest from the warmer indoors and indulging in Corey Hart’s freshman album.

Touching the chilled glass and tapping it along to beat, Luna swayed to ‘It Ain’t Enough’ with a faint grin on her face. A sentimental, slow groove song coupled with lyrics of unequal love and devotion. An enjoyably sad song, but how many of its kind existed? How many would come to be in the future, near and far?

“I know that I'll never be afraid to say that I'm here by your side and I'm gonna stay.”

What a nice thought.

‘Does She Love You’ was more upbeat and moved Luna to rhythmically tap her feet as she walked. She kept an eye out for on-lookers who weren’t supposed to be seeing her out and about during afternoon work hours. She wouldn’t get reprimanded, but it would be embarrassing.

Conveniently, in the middle of the album, FRIDAY interrupted.

“Ms. Fields, Mr. Stark is available to speak with you now if you like.”

Luna clapped her hands together. “Fantastic. Thank you, FRIDAY.”

Bounding up the stairs, she finished the song and part of the next one prior to reaching Tony’s office. Lifting her hand off of the bio-scanner once the door unlocked, she discovered Tony supervising a spec-run on a set of new web-shooters.

“Hey, boss!” Luna called to him. “Talk about anything fun with Peter?”

“Ah, so he saw you too? Yeah, he wanted to say hi before I left.”

“Good, good. And did you show him that?” She pointed to the screen, still running numbers and simulations.

“Heh, oh no. This is a surprise for a later date. Remember the Iron Spider suit I tried giving him?”

“It’s too cool to forget.”

Tony waved a hand at the screen. “Think of this as version 2.0.” He nudged Luna’s side. “And you can thank your not-so-little friend for all the help when you get home.”

She smirked and side-eyed him. “Oh, I will. I’ll tell him all about how you gushed and you ‘couldn’t’ve done it without him.’”

Tony chuckled. “Don’t play it up that much. I could have easily done it alone. It just would’ve taken a little longer.”

Luna nodded and hummed. “Mhm, gotcha.”

“Careful, it’s the holiday season. Try not to sound so sarcastic.” They shared a brief laugh. “Speaking of which, why don’t you come to the office Christmas party this year? You missed the last two.”

Smirk still on her face, Luna glanced Tony’s way. “Oh, you mean the party that you won’t be attending again because you’ll be vacationing with Pepper in…where is it this year?”

“Paris. For a month. But it’s the thought that counts, right?”

Luna shook her head. “Pretty sure that doesn’t apply to parties.”

Tony faced her, the numbers on the virtual screen wholly forgotten. “Why don’t you show up anyway? I’ll even let you bring Loki if you think he’ll miss you too much. Just dress him up in one of those surgical masks and say he’s recovering from TB. No one will know it’s him.”

“Thank you, Tony, but I’ll have to pass again.” Luna needed a nonnegotiable lie and fast. “My mom is coming.”

“Great. You can bring her too.”

Luna grimaced a bit. “She's not keen on big parties, and I don't want to just leave her. Besides, with Loki in my home, I’ll have enough of a party going on to think about another one.” She chuckled nervously.

Tony eyed her. “Ok, sourpuss, you don’t have to go, but you do have to make up for it with a nice present when I get back.”

“Already working on it, boss.” Tension left her body. He believed her, for now. “And speaking of presents, I would very much like you to help me out with one in particular, please.”

“Well, since you said it so nicely, I really have to do it now. What’s the thing?”

Luna crossed her arms. “Uh, it’s a phone…for Loki.” Tony’s face dropped.

“Are you being serious right now?! Do you have any clue what he could do with one of those things?!”

“Yeah, but I still think it’s a good idea!” Luna exclaimed. Tony dragged his hands over his face.

“How could this be a good idea?! You do remember who he is, right?”

“Of course!” Luna threw her hands up. “That’s part of the reason why I think it’s a good idea.”

“And what’s the other part?” He groaned. “Oh, please don’t tell me you went and made him your boyfriend. You can’t be that lonely.”

“What?! No!” Luna screeched and took a deep breath. “It’s just that he’s in my house all alone during the day and I think it’d be good to be able to check on him whenever. You know, make sure he doesn't try to microwave tinfoil.”

“Come on, he’s not a puppy, although you may think he’s cute like one.”

“I know, but think about it. So please?” Luna laced her fingers together and held them in front of her face. “Will you help me out?”

Tony sighed and relaxed his shoulders. “Alright, fine.”

“Yay! I promise you won’t regret this.”

He pulled out his phone. “Uh-huh.” He typed a message out, eliciting a few clicking noises and a whoosh, and tucked the device back into his pocket. “Ok, it’ll be here by Monday. Everything in it is already set up so just activate it like always. Or I could give you one now since we’re here.”

“I like getting things in the mail. Tony, you know that.”

“Yeah, and it’s really weird.”

“You’re just mad about that one delivery guy calling you ‘Tony Stank.’” Luna couldn’t help giggling.

“Ugh, don’t remind me. Rhodey’s still teasing me about it.”

“Hey, it’s funny.” Her laugh grew, making Tony join in with a few chuckles of his own. It was a funny memory. “So when are you leaving?”

“Tomorrow. Just closing up some stuff here.” Tony gestured to the screen and table littered with tools and metal samples. “I promised Pepper that I’m not going to work over the holidays, so I’m not going to work. At all.”

“You’re lucky I’m more than willing to babysit the kid when you cant.”

“And this is why you’re great.” Tony slung an arm around Luna, pulling her into a side hug. “Hey. Consider this my gift to you.”

She shot him an incredulous look. “Really? Your Christmas gift to me is my Christmas gift to Loki? Wow, classic.”

Tony gently poked her shoulder. “Just don’t say I never did anything for you.”

“Nothing?” Luna wrapped both her arms around Tony’s torso. “Oh, boss, you’ve already done so much for me.”

Taglist:  @the-doctor-9-10 @pinkieperil @sherlockfan4life

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[thebumblingbee]

Rules: bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, and tag 9 people.

Tagged by @nereusbalgaire

AIR: I have small hands - I love the night sky - I watch small animals and birds when I pass them by - I drink herbal tea - I wake up at dawn - the smell of dust is comforting - I’m valued for being wise - I prefer books to music - I meditate - I find joy in learning new things from the world around me

FIRE: I don’t have straight hair - I like to wear ripped jeans - I play an organized sport - I love dogs - I am not scared of adventure - I love to talk to strangers - I always try new foods - I enjoy road trips - summer is my favorite season - my radio is always playing

WATER: I wear bracelets on my wrists - I love the bustle of the city - I have more than one set of piercings - I read poetry - I love the sound of a thunderstorm - I want to travel the world - I go to sleep past midnight most days - I love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs - I rewatch kids shows out of nostalgia - I see emotions in colors, not words

EARTH: I wear glasses - I enjoy doing the laundry - I’m vegetarian or vegan - I have an excellent sense of time - my humor is very cheerful - I’m a valued advisor to my friends - I believe in true love - I love the chill of the mountain air - I’m always listening to music - I’m highly trusted by the people in my life

AETHER: I go without makeup in my daily life - I make my own artwork - I keep track of my tasks and time - I always know true north - I see beauty in everything - I always smell flowers - I smile at everyone I pass by - I always fear history repeating itself - I have recovered from a mental illness - I can love unconditionally

I am tagging: @peonies-and-ferns @elluendifad @green-witchy-boy @devoted-to-my-goddess @littlewitchjupiter @esmevibes @earthy-rose @bandrui @willowwitchh

#of course you don't have to do this if you don't want #but it is fun!

[crown-and-stallion]

I was tagged by @clodiapulchra, thanks so much!

•What’s your favourite flower/plant/tree?

birches, red oak, sycamore, beech. I really love ferns, elephant ears and my favorite flowers are peonies!!

•Favourite colours?

moss green, bright turquoise, fire orange

•What do you always doodle?

......horses. I also do dragons, gryphons, and made-up mythical creatures and a lot

•How do you take your coffee/tea?

I love floral tea (especially rose) with a little honey in it

•Favourite candle scent?

floral scents, vanilla, that kind of stuff

•Sunrise or sunset?

sunset! i love evening

•What perfume do you wear?

i wear perfume very rarely, but when i do its often rose or orchid scented

•Favourite quote?

Be bold, but wary! Keep up your merry hearts, and ride to meet your fortune! -from Lord of the Rings, J.R.R Tolkien

•Favourite self care routine(s)?

watching a movie with a cup of tea, long hot shower, painting my nails

•Fuzzy socks or house slippers?

slippers

•What colour are your eyes?

blue-grey

•What’s your favourite eye colour on others?

green!

•Favourite season?

late summer, late spring

•Cheek, neck, or nose kisses?

neck

•Favourite breed of dog?

I love big dogs. not super into one particular breed, but I really like leonbergers, old english sheepdogs, and shepherd mixes

•Do you ever want to be married?

yes!

•Cursive or print?

print. i have really messy writing

•Favourite weather?

60 degrees, partially cloudy, really windy

don’t know who to tag, but thanks for tagging me!!

#the stag speaks