#<- yea thats their ship name. i came up with it in middle school and haven’t thought of anything better since so thats what were using

[izel-scribbles]

whoaaaa oc art ?!?! closeups + lore under cut

This is Prince Kari Winnseer!!! (He/him)

He was third in line to the throne when his father sent him away to become a knight amidst murmurs of dissent among the court and a vicious new queen. The new queen, Jadia, gradually poisons the king so she can rule alone. She orders the murders of Kari and his siblings, but is overthrown by a resistance force that has been building up over the past decade or so of her rule. The resistance still wants to get rid of the royal family, and they succeed for the most part. Kari is placed under a sleeping spell for 100 years by the retired general who was training him but couldn’t bring herself to kill him. A century later, Ezra stumbles upon the clearing where Kari has laid and accidentally breaks the spell.

the flowers and their meanings here are:

fern - magic

garlic flower - courage and strength

magnolia - nobility

marigold - grief

petunia - resentment

poppy - sleep or oblivion

gladiolus - fighting spirit

and this is Ezra Flannagán! (He/they)

Fox shapeshifter and pickpocket extraordinaire. Growing up, Ezra never lived in the same place for very long, as his mother (Lorne) kept the two of them moving around to avoid Ezra’s bloodthirsty father. When Ezra is 10, his father catches up to them, forcing Ezra to flee while Lorne tries to fight him off. Lorne manages to kill Ezra’s father, though she dies of her injuries soon after. The last thing she told Ezra was to go to the capital city and find Lorne’s old friend/situationship Alia, who ends up basically adopting Ezra. these flowers and meaning are:

snapdragon - deception

daisy - innocence

hellebore - anxiety

purple hyacinth - sorrow

mock orange - deceit

daylily - mother

rhododendron- danger

If this post does well i might elaborate more on their lore! This is just the important bits. I want to give Alia their own post as well :>

[han-and-kai]

For You

genre: fluff and angst  ship: jeonsung jisung x jeongin 

eyo this fic is special, ya know why

ITS AN AU

OOF AND THATS NOT ALL ITS A COLLAB :O

yea me and @insertstraykidspunhere  (aka incorrect-straykids) wrote this together my version is in the perspective of jisung, and hers is in 3rd  person if you wanna read the other version here you go!!

enjoy~

I really don’t know how this happened...well actually, I do.

There’s one name that caused it all, one beautiful, fantastic, amazing boy, that I don’t mind is hurting me.

I said it before and I meant it, I’d die for him, I didn’t expect it to happen, but here we are.

Well uh, you must be a bit confused, well let me explain.

Let me tell you how I met the love of my life, Yang Jeongin.

It was the start of the new semester, I was a 2nd year, walking towards the door to enter the familiar school, waving at familiar faces, until something unfamiliar happened.

A person had bumped into me from behind, I turned around to help them up, and I swear I saw an angel.

I knew everyone in this school, every student, every teacher, even the janitors, but I never saw him before.

He was cute, but at the same time, insanely attractive. His eyes were sharp and angular, but held and innocent gaze, his cheekbones were prominent and his lips were a pretty pink, seriously, this boy was an angel.

I held my hand out to help him up, and that’s when I heard his voice, a melodic voice, so sweet and smooth, like chocolate. All he said was thank you, and I was head over heels.

“In a rush are you?” “Uh, yea, I don’t want to be late on the first day.” “I haven’t seen you around before.” “Maybe because I haven’t been here before, I’m a 1st year.”

Wow good job Jisung, you met an angel and now he thinks you’re an idiot.

“Oh yea, well, welcome to the school I guess!”

He smiled, and I died a bit on the inside, it was hard to breathe, what was happening, he was so breathtakingly beautiful.

“If you ever need anything, you can find me.”

“Ok hyung!”

“Call me Jisung, Han Jisung.” “Oh okay, I’m Yang Jeongin.”

And so began our friendship.

Jeongin apparently already had a friend in the school, Kim Seungmin.

We turned into one big group because of the two.

Chan, Woojin, and Minho, the 3rd years, Changbin, Felix, Hyunjin, and I are 2nd years, And that leaves our 1st years, Seungmin and Jeonginie

We went everywhere together, and I couldn’t get enough of spending time with them, especially Jeonginie.

He was a joy, and I could say I love him, I knew I did, and I could tell him, but I always am at a loss of breath whenever I try.

But one day, it was the two of us, we were walking home, passing through the park. The autumn leaves blowing through the wind, the clear blue sky shining brightly, and somehow I finally had the courage to speak up

“Jeonginie, can I tell you something?”

“Sure hyungie.”

There it was, the heaviness in my chest, but I had to spit it out.

“I like you.”

Silence was all there was. It felt like I stood there forever, Jeongin had stopped walking, his head down.

“I have to get home hyung.”

And with that, he ran away.

It was so hard to breathe, I get I was sad, but, pain was building in my chest. I let out a soft sniff, which eventually turned into a loud wail, but with that wail, came something else. I coughed, and coughed, tears brimming in my eyes blurred my vision, but when  I wiped them away I saw petals. Baby pink cherry blossom petals, in the middle of fall. I coughed again, and there were more.

I went home and researched. Hanahaki disease.

Wow, first I’m rejected and now I’m going to die because of it, big whoop.

I didn’t want to die, but I also didn’t want to hurt Jeonginie. It was my fault, if I kept my mouth shut this wouldn’t have happened. Truly the worst hyung he could ask for.

Can’t let him know.

Who knows what would happen if he did, I need to ride out the rest of my time have a good time with him, being a good friend, a good hyung, helping him through high school for as long as I can.  I need to see him smile until my last moment

But as time passed, it became more unbearable. At this point most of the others already knew, everyone except the first years. I had kept wearing masks, I tried medicines and such, nothing worked.

It came to a point that the petals started coming out more and more, I could hardly breathe.

Chan had pulled me into a classroom after school.

“Jisung you have to tell him, look at yourself!”

“I can’t! He’d be heartbroken!” “JISUNG YOU’RE GOING TO DIE SO EITHER TELL HIM OR GO TO THE HOSPITAL!”

“I can’t afford to go to a hospital, and I can’t tell him, I don’t want my last moments to be seeing him break down, I want to see him smile before I die, because what is my life if he isn’t smiling.”

Little did I know, that Jeongin had heard them. He burst through the door, running towards me.

Chan had stepped to the side, and soon leaving the room.

Jeongin stood there, his brows furrowed, his fists clenched.

What have I done

“Jeongin what’s wro-”

“HOW CAN I SMILE IF YOU’RE DYING?”

I stood there in shock. He heard us, oh gosh. In this long line of agony filled events, this one was by far the worst. “Jeongin-”

He pulled me into a hug. My breathing was staggered, I couldn’t help but to cough, petals falling onto his shoulder and back. However, the inability to breathe didn’t hurt as much as seeing the pained expression on Jeongin’s face

“Hyung I’m so sorry, you told me so suddenly, and I was so confused, I never knew what these feelings were, I was scared, I didn’t want to hurt you, but you were hurting all along, I’m so sorry.”

Jeongin was in tears. This is what I dread, seeing my lovely angel crying because of me. At this point my tears began to flow, and so did the petals.

He slightly pulled away from the hug, wiping my tears, I wanted to apologize, but I couldn’t, the only thing that came out were those dreaded petals. They say beauty is pain, but in a literal sense, it hurts alot more than the saying.

We were in that position for a bit, I couldn’t look him in the eye, the only sounds were my coughing and the sound of petals hitting the floor.

It was then that Jeongin lifted my head up by my chin, I met his gaze, his eyes puffy and watery, but a soft smile painted across his pretty lips.

Even in times of agony, he is still so beautiful. Thinking about him more and more made my chest burn, my short breaths feeling like fire.

Jeongin cupped my cheeks, and what happened next was unexpected. He pulled me in for a gentle kiss. It was soft and sweet, and it felt light, like I was floating. His lips moved gently against mine, and I began to kiss back, our lips dancing together, the subtle taste of tears, it was poor bliss

He pulled away, slightly gasping because of the previous lack of air, looked me in the eyes, caressing my cheek ever so gently

“Han Jisung, I love you.”

Those words repeated through my head several times, I could hardly process it. I still couldn’t say anything, even though in my mind, I wanted to tell him how grateful I was for his existence, for him being a part of my life.

He wiped the stray tears off my face.

“Don’t cry hyungie, I’m here for you now, I’ll protect you.”

It was at that moment I realized, the pain and heaviness, it was gone. The burning sensation that filled my lungs with prickling agony had faded into a warm fuzziness. Yang Jeongin, a one of a kind boy, who literally can make or break my life.

“Jeonginie, thank you for saving me” “Anything for the person I love.”

We shared another kiss, not one that was full of tears, not one full of sudden need, but just pure happiness.

His lips were soft and sweet, unlike the brackish taste of tears from our first kiss, this one was much nicer. He pulled away once more, leaning his head on my shoulder, his arms around my waist.

“I love you hyungie, please never leave me.”

Yang Jeongin is not just an angel, he’s a guardian angel, my guardian angel.

[atiellefilletmignon]

Hard to Explain

Mann Idk what it is but honestly the past few nights I’ve been feeling like I need to let things out. I’m not sure what it is, it has to be something. Don’t get me wrong, I am not sad or depressed or whatsoever. I just feel I need to write. So it’s almost 2am right now and I’m about to write a recap of my life so far.

1996: I was born in the Manila, Philippines. Tondo to be exact. June 4, my mom gave birth to me. Never met my dad, but my mama raised me well. Pretty damn great. 2000: My mom moved to California. The cliche filipinos moving to America to make better money and provide for their family back home. Hey I’m not hating, she had to do what she had to do. 2003: Hmm not sure but I’m guessing this was the year I started 1st grade at Manila Cathedral School. But yes if it was, man I met a lot of people through this school. The system is designed for us to be close to our classmates because we stay with the same 30+ people the whole year. And along with that, there are other batches with the same amount of students. I stayed in this school till 4th grade. In that four years I went through a few good memories. I made friends, and a few of them I considered bestfriends. I can still name a few that I remember, only because I have them as friends on facebook. But hey there’s always this one person from that school that I’ll never forget. My “puppy crush”, thats what they call it I guess. She was my first crush, her name is Abby. I remember getting teased about it almost everyday but I was an innocent little kid so nothing really happened. One reason why I’ll never forget about her is because my mom has our picture framed and its chillin in my living room. Im guessing she shipped us. But thinking about it now maybe catching up with her would be a pretty cool idea. Well we’ll see since I’m going back to the PI this June. So for now, that story is to be continued. 2006: Growing up in the Philippines was fun, no doubt. Since my mom left for LA, I was mainly raised by my lola. I called her mama too. I’ll be honest I was closer to my lola than I was to my own mother but I’m pretty sure everyone understood why. She raised me, protected me, disciplined me, showed me God, and taught me to be respectful. Everyone, pretty much took care of me. I was the favorite nephew, not to be cocky. Until December 2nd of 2006, when My lolo, my lola, and I flew to LA to reunite and live with my mom. A lot of things changed, and it changed really quick. It was almost shocking. 2007: I moved to the US for good, which meant new school, new friends, new culture, and well new everything. My mom sent me to go to St. Martha’s to continue my 4th grade year. She didn’t want to send me to a public school because she didn’t think I was ready. But knowing what I know now, I’m thankful she sent me to go to St. Martha’s because I had some of the best memories there. This is where I met my closest friends specially my best friend. I’m so thankful because they were patient with me, being fob and all they didn’t abandon me. They took me in and treated me as one of them. 2008-2010: School was tough, but I slowly adopted to it. 4th grade, I was very quiet. Didn’t know a lot of english yet. 5th grade, I was still quiet and just went school and home. But came 6th grade I became more comfortable. I started being active, joining sports and other school activities. I was mainly focused on flag football and basketball. But hey it was something. I started talking a lot and making more friends. 2010: This year impacted my life in such a huge and different way. This was the year full of challenges to my family. In the middle of the year my Lola was diagnosed with brain cancer. At that age, I didn’t know what it was or how bad it was until I saw the struggle and the emotions my mom and my other family are showing. My lola fought, and I’m proud of her. But November 3, 2010 my family and I gained an angel. An angel that I’m sure is watching every step of the way. Still supporting us, caring for us, and loving us like she’s always done. Mama I miss you, and I will always always love you. Thank you for everything. 2011: Losing my lola wasn’t easy for me, but we had to keep living. This was my 8th grade year. My prime. I joined almost every school events, activities. I was close with my teacher and I was well known. I was pretty much the clown of the class. This was the beginning of the Atielle you all know now. Hypey. June 4th, I graduated from St. Martha’s. I know, same day as my bday but oh well, wait till you find out what day my HS graduation was. Anyway, this was also the year that I started high school. Freshman year. Man oh man, crazy. I went to Bishop Amat, it was way different than St. Martha’s. I went from being the alpha dog to starting all over at the bottom again. New people, new culture, and new environment. But hey I did the best I could. I joined a club, made friends that I’m still good friends with till this day, and I did well in my classes. 2012: But that all comes to an end because I moved school just cause it got too expensive. So this is when my whole Nogales High School life begins. Same thing. New school, new people, new environment, and new culture. But I did have my bestfriend here, Ethan. Even though I had him at the same school it was still different. I was shocked, coming from Bishop it was hella different. Well to be exact, it was ghetto. The place was dirty, there were cholos, fights everywhere, and too many stereotypes. It took me the whole first semester to get used to it. But for 4 months all I did was school and then home. 2013: I started being more active at school. I met a new group of friends. I got lucky. I met some real good ones. This year I also got my license. And sophomore year just happened too fast. 2014: Junior year was the turning point of my HS days. This was when I became more social. I had a very close group, we called ourselves BcFam. I still do till this day, but of course it’s not the same as it was back when we were just in high school. Hmm I learned a few things this year. Tried a lot for the first time. I started to smoke hookah, I tried weed once this year, I probably had my first alcohol, I attempted to talk to a girl (i’ll tell you later what happened here), I guess you can say that this was the year my whole living in a perfect world, protected by a bubble ended. My bubble popped. I was exposed to real life. 2014: I have to tell you about that girl cause this was really the first time I tried getting at a girl and honestly I don’t know how it started. To keep it short, she and I were close friends, even called each other best friends until everyone noticed that we could be more than that so they shipped us. They started teasing us and I guess thats when I developed feelings for her. So spring break 2014, known to me as Waded. Cause this was the first time I got faded and it was at the beach. So beach day was when our friendship moved up to a different gear. You know, the talking gear. So it was established that I was trying, but after 2 weeks she told me she can’t do it. I was alright, I thought I was heart broken but later on in my life I find out the real definition of being heart broken. Anyway, a week later she decided she was wrong and we tried again. Same thing happened, she was confused. So I stopped trying and since then things got awkward between us. Keep in mind she was part of my close group of friends so it was really awkward and plus it was hs so we were all immature still. But yea! Junior year ended pretty dope. 2014 (summer): This has got to be the most interesting summer I’ve ever had. Around July, I joined the basketball team. New coach so he didnt have a favoritism, thats why I made the team. But yea varsity, I didn’t play much but i still did it. I lost a lot of weight in 3 months. I went from 210 to probably 170. I mean I was skinny. We were dying. I love my team, we went through hell and back together. 2014 (senior year): So 1st semester of my senior year. I’m back! Back to being an alpha dog, I never liked admitting it but I was popular around school. I was one of those asian dudes. I was in basketball, I joined renaissance to dance for my class, and I was in choir. Oh and keep in my i was about 170lbs, I was fire. Around September, I was nominated to be part of the homecoming court and to run as homecoming king. Honestly I still dont know how or why I was nominated but oh well. I was pretty much shipped with the only other asian of the court. Keep in mind, I’ve had a crush on this girl since junior year. Never really planned ok doing something about it until that whole homecoming event happened. I ended up asking her to be my date for homecoming, and things led to more things between us. She became my girlfriend. My first girlfriend. Man I turned into a simp ass dude. So it was pretty much, basketball, her, and my friends all senior year. Wasn’t all perfect mixing all of those together but somehow it happened. 2015: Class of 2015 woohoo! So basketball took over my senior year, and when season ended in February is when I actually started enjoying my senior year. I got to hang out more, with my friends and ofcourse my girlfriend at the time. It was cool! Dramas here and there but it was cool. I think 1st week of May was when my ex broke up with me. I didnt know what to feel about it. First time having a “heart break”. But nah I was alright, mainly because not a lot of things happened between us anyways. Not even a kiss. I was sad but it was alright. I spent the last month of senior year, having fun with my friends. Fixed all the drama that happened and just made sure we went out with a bang. Shit, well like I said June 4th, I graduated again. There goes my high school memories. 2015 (summer): The day after graduation I went to the beach with my group of friends. It was dope! Emotional. Just what we all needed. Around those times I also rekindled with my ex. Lets just say I wasnt the one to reach out. But yes one thing led to another. We got back together. This time it was different. We matured. Our relationship got deeper. First everything. Kiss and ALL that. Okay that’s it, I’m not gonna elaborate on that anymore. 2015 (college): I started an LVN program, 15 month program. This was the time where I mainly focused on school and my gf at the time. I distant myself from my other friends well maybe except for my best friend. But knowing what I know now, I wish I didn’t distant myself as much. I wish I knew how to balance already, but hey I was still learning. Oh First week of August, I moved in a new house too! Same house as I am in right now. 2016: School was going great, I learned to love nursing even more. I was exposed to the medical life. How it could be hard at times but worth it. Around April or May of this year however, we broke up again. But this time it was for good. It was her choice, I don’t know exactly why but I had to respect that. This is when the real heart break happened. I had my heart totally broken into pieces. Sounds dramatic but so was I around that time. It took me awhile to get over it, probably 6-7 months? I dont know, but awhile. I learned to let go and forgive. I went on with life, I finished my school on November. And I became close with my friends again. And this time, I know not to take them for granted. 2017: I went to Philippines for 2 weeks. A much needed vacation. It was short, but it’s alright because I’ll be back in a month. For my bday :) As of right now, I took a break from school and gonna wait till After I get back from philippines to take my NCLEX. So tumblr, for now thank you for listening. Brb, gonna continue life. Well gonna sleep first then continue life. Gnight its 3:20am.