#Lily 🌼

[brummiereader]

Ohhh, my heart ❤️😩! This was absolutely beautiful Lee, I'm speechless.

The way you captured Tommy and Lily's grief is so accurate to any parent having lost a child (although for me not the same degree of loss as Tommy and Lily's, I have personally had pregnancy losses). It's raw, unforgiving and soul destroying. This was so powerful to read. Tommy delving in to his own grief is not something we usually see men do, especially not men from his generation, and you wrote it so well, you can feel his torment and desperation to have his wife come back to him. I know this sounds weird to say but hearing about Tommy's pain was almost a relief, it took the pressure off hearing about Lily's, hers pulls you down into a feeling of dread and despair with no light at the end on tunnel, where Tommy's grief has hope and the want for calmer times. I honestly can't praise your writing enough, you have an exceptional way of writing characters feelings, there's so much empathy and care written in your words. It's like you are looking out for them, holding their hand as you guide them through your story ❤️.

“Yes, sir. Only open when the wind blows. Or as my mum used to tell us —fairy folk hid in the petals and closed them up when it threatened to rain,” Please...i want this to be true because that made me smile so much ❤️. It's just wonderful 🌼.

Honestly this story has really touched me, and you have given anyone that has gone through something similar hope that even through the darkest moments the Windflowers will reopen and peace will soon arrive, beautiful Lee absolutely beautiful, thank you ❤️❤️.

Windflowers

Tommy Shelby x Lily Shelby (OC, Tommy's wife)

Summary: A continuation of my fic, Lily, where we revisit Tommy and his wife a year after the death of their daughter. As Lily wakes from a nightmare Tommy is there to comfort her and they have a break thru in her recovery.

Author's Note: Requested by @jomarch-wannabe who wanted to read a fic about Tommy comforting someone after a nightmare. I decided to use my OC. I hope that's ok!

Warnings: drinking, PTSD, mention of child death

“You’ve brought her those every day for months. Why?” Tommy gestured wearily toward the white and black flowers, thinking how much they reminded him of funeral flowers. They were nothing like the cheerful pink tulips and red roses his wife had kept in the house before their daughter was taken from them. Why must the color be stolen from every corner of their lives, Tommy wondered. 

“Where streams his blood there blushing springs a rose and where a tear has dropped, a wind-flower blows,” Ada mused softly as she arranged the blossoms carefully in a vase. Turning to face her brother she explained. "These flowers only close at night and open in the morning. Like an anticipation of something soon to arrive.”

“What are you on about, eh?” Tommy asked, stamping out his cigarette in frustration. His head throbbed with a fresh headache, the first whisky of the day not doing enough to quell his growing fears about his wife’s condition.

"I thought Lily should have something to remind her of her strength," she said, holding Tommy’s gaze for a moment before reaching forward to give his hand a reassuring squeeze. 

As his sister’s hand slipped from his calloused fingertips, Tommy called out, “Ada, what if…”

But she interrupted, knowing all too well what trepidation he held close to his heart. “She’ll come back to you, Tom. Give her time,” she said quietly.

“She will,” Tommy agreed quickly. He paced toward his desk, stomping the thought out like burning embers of weakness he didn’t dare let catch fire.

There wasn’t anything anyone could do except wait for Lily to reemerge from the dense forest of her mind. She seemed to wander aimlessly about Arrow House as though in a dream, but when she slept she seemed to be fully conscious elsewhere, her facial expressions changing in her sleep. 

While she lay in repose, Tommy kept careful watch over her, noticing these small shifts of movement, wanting nothing more than to reach for her and stroke her cheek. He wondered in those moments if she might awaken and speak to him as she used to, looking up through heavy eyelids and smile when she realized how adoringly he gazed upon her. Would she blush and giggle as she did when they were first married, hearing him compliment her natural beauty?

That night as Tommy watched Frances gather his wife’s nightgown and slippers, he stared at the flowers on the bedside table. 

“The windflowers are lovely aren’t they, Mr. Shelby?,” she asked, making pleasant conversation. 

“Windflowers? Is that what they’re called?” he responded. 

“Yes, sir. Only open when the wind blows. Or as my mum used to tell us —fairy folk hid in the petals and closed them up when it threatened to rain,” she added with a chuckle, heading toward the bathroom to help Mrs. Shelby dress for bed.

Tommy smiled at the children’s tale, having heard similar stories in his youth of fairies and their world of twilight. For a moment he thought of sharing it with his daughter, a funny little bedtime story, and then he remembered her empty room at the end of the silent corridor. It was moments like those that made him lose breath, the unbearable ache taking him from joy to grief so suddenly he felt nauseous. Sitting forward on the bed, he placed his head in his hands to keep the room from swaying, waiting for his balance to return before descending the stairs in a panic.

It wasn’t until hours later, he returned to bed, properly numbed by the alcohol and stacks of paperwork. Lily slept, though he couldn’t quite tell if it was a peaceful slumber. She often moved about the mattress at night and currently she was laying across it so there was little room for Tommy. He didn’t mind, taking up a place in the armchair across from her to keep watch. He had only just sunk into the deep cushions when her lips parted in a shallow cry and Tommy lurched forward in fear, worried tonight might be a rare occasion for the doctor. 

Tommy placed a hand on the duvet to be closer to her, though he didn’t  dare touch her directly. In the early days that had sent Lily into a panic, setting off screaming and thrashing that could only be calmed by sedatives. Now Tommy was more cautious in his approach. However, tonight would be different. To his surprise, Lily’s demeanor was calm and contented as she seemed to be having a  pleasant dream. Her hand reached for something in the darkness and Tommy observed with awe, enchanted by her beautiful smile.

Then suddenly she recoiled and her body began to shake uncontrollably. Tommy froze, unsure what to do. Should he wake her or allow the dream to continue? Uncertain what she was seeing, he debated for a fraction of a second. When Lily began to toss and whimper painfully, he could not restrain himself any longer. He hadn’t been there when the Changrettas tortured his wife and daughter, but he was here now and he could comfort her. He had to try.

Sliding into bed beside his wife, he took her in his arms, smoothing back her hair as he hushed her. “Lily, darling, it’s me. You’re home. You’re safe,” he whispered to her as he rocked her. To his surprise she clung to him, fingers gripping him with brutal strength he didn’t know she possessed. Then her eyes opened, wild and frightened at first. 

Suddenly, she focused on him, seeing him for the first time in months. Eyes glistening with tears, her lip trembled. “T-tommy?” 

“Yes, yes,” Tommy replied, overwhelmed by the sound of his name on her lips once again. 

“I’m here. You’re safe with me,” he repeated as he kissed the top her head. “I love you, Lily,” he said, feeling tears stinging his eyes. Feeling her in his arms was a revelation, the solace he had been seeking all that time without knowing it. Had she really said his name or did he imagine it?

As they sat huddled together, the sun began to rise in the distance. For the first time Tommy noticed what Ada and Frances had told him. The flowers were opening slightly and leaning toward the light. As Lily stroked a hand down his chest, he felt hopeful. She had let him comfort her and she had said his name. He was sure of it now more than ever, she would return to him.

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[chuunibyouboy]

shes so pretty 😭😭😭

[vasilisahappy]

I would like to start by saying that I really love nature and everything related to it. I would like to share some of my works, even if they are a little old. Over time, there will be new jobs. 😌

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Hiya! I’m Elise and I’m pretty new to the nhl/hockey scene since I’m Scottish and don’t live in America. I originally started this blog since my original blog (now @digitalhughes-jpg) wasn’t motivating me to write but now it’s my blog for my hockey AU’s which will probably eventually end up over on my main and this blog will be left to rot (sad but incredibly true 😔)

bio is from letter to my thirteen year old self by Laufey <3

My aus currently !

Victoria Benoit !

Dating Luke Hughes, track runner, studying to be a physiotherapist, met at umich but this is set after Luke has moved to New Jersey

Lily Palmer !

Dating Jack Hughes, media girl for the devils, met in his rookie year

[bambisnc]

#lovergirls

UES

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Ever heard a train play piano? No?

Would you like to???

[hazykris]

[peachrtistic]

lily sketches 🌼

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my favorite flower's part 1 | sims 4 cc finds🌼

01. here/here/here 02. here/here/here 03. here/here/here

04. here/here/here 05. here/here/here/here 06. here/here/here

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the flowers are left to right! ◡̈ (could not find lily vase but I linked a similar vase, sorry!)

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[xinganhao]

🌼 boyfriend!jihoon x reader.

jihoon loves you and you love him. it sounds plain and simple, but the saying rings true: what is done with love is done well. ୨ৎ happy woozi day! ♡

↻ ◁ || ▷ ↺ lily of the valley by daniel. bad by wave to earth. for lovers who hesitate by jannabi. pretty boy by the neighbourhood. tell me, will we survive? by pryvt, hanuel, hnta. green by 12bh. l-o-v-e by rocco. when it snows by 1415. when you love someone by day6.

240526 #woozi 🌟 if i were to have a small greed, it’s that i will be able to see everyone for a long time. thank you for being with me. thank you for walking with us. you did well today.

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🌼Today's Miku figure is:🌼

FuRyu Lily noodle stopper ver. (2024)

[callikari]

──────── 🌼 LILY OF THE VALLEY

。 my love is a flower in your hands

... 沈在允 x fem!reader 👥 fluff friends to lovers 、 1870 wc (◡ ‿ ◡ .) slow nostalgic quiet longing the kind of love that feels like spring

【 more like this 👝 】

vivi's note :: spent a while on this ! i hope you guys enjoy it > <

“you always smelled like spring—like wet soil and something waiting to bloom.”

you met jake during your second semester.

it was in introduction to modern philosophy, the kind of class you signed up for at the last minute because all the practical electives were full. he sat two rows over and one seat behind, always early, always with a notebook open and headphones around his neck.

you didn’t speak at first. just exchanged glances whenever the professor said something confusing or frustrating — a shared look of mutual suffering. still, he felt like a constant. one of those quiet presences you don’t notice until you start to look for it.

it wasn’t until your laptop died mid-lecture that he spoke to you.

“here,” he said, sliding over his notes. “you can copy mine.”

you blinked. he didn’t even look at you when he said it, eyes still on the board, pen in hand like he wasn’t offering you the only thing tethering him to his GPA.

“…thanks,” you muttered, already scanning the neat, delicate handwriting. between the lines of notes and underlined phrases, you found a small, pressed leaf — pale green and carefully preserved.

you didn’t ask about it.

you didn’t return it, either.

you sat next to him the following week.

he didn’t comment on it. just looked over, saw you, and gave the smallest smile. not a greeting — more like an acknowledgement. a quiet oh. you’re here again.

by midterms, you were walking to class together, meeting up at the convenience store near campus, and studying in the quiet corners of the library that nobody used after sunset.

“do you think anyone actually understands what this guy’s talking about?” you asked once, flipping through a copy of sartre’s nausea.

jake gave you a look. “no. but i think some people are just really good at pretending.”

“so what are we doing here?”

he smiled. “pretending better.”

you started hanging out outside of class after that. at first, it was casual. study sessions, quick meals after lectures, weekend café runs when neither of you wanted to face your dorm. but something shifted one night when you found yourselves walking home after a long group project meeting. it was late. the kind of late where the air smelled like cold grass and the streets were too quiet.

“you’re not from seoul, right?” he asked, hands in his pockets.

“daegu,” you said. “moved here for uni.”

he nodded, thoughtful. “must’ve been a big change.”

“yeah. it still feels temporary sometimes.”

you glanced over. “you?”

“australia,” he said. “moved here after high school.”

you turned to look at him, surprised. “so korean isn’t your first language?”

“english, actually.” he laughed a little. “guess that’s why i always sound a little awkward.”

“you don’t,” you said without thinking.

he looked at you — really looked at you — and something passed between you. unspoken, but real.

you grew close slowly. the kind of closeness that didn’t announce itself. jake would show up to class with an extra drink, always your favorite, even if you never asked. you started remembering the little things about him — how he only tied his hoodie strings when he was anxious, how he always underlined quotes in books with a ruler, how he hummed when he was focused.

you weren’t sure what it was at first. it didn’t feel like a crush — not in the usual way. it was something softer, something that unfolded over time. a quiet pull. a wanting that didn’t feel urgent, but constant.

and jake?

jake looked at you like he wanted to tell you something every time you laughed.

one night, you ended up outside his dorm after a long day. you were cold, tired, and frustrated from a group presentation gone wrong. jake opened the door with sleepy eyes and messy hair.

“bad day?” he asked.

you just nodded.

he let you in without another word.

you sat on his floor, back against his bed frame, while he made you ramen in his tiny dorm kitchen. the only light came from his desk lamp. your bag was thrown near the door, your shoes still loosely tied.

you glanced around and noticed something on his desk — the leaf. the same one from his notes months ago. now framed, pressed flat against white paper.

you walked over.

“you kept it?”

he turned, startled. then smiled. “i figured you’d come back for it eventually.”

you looked at him. his hair was slightly damp from a quick shower. his sweatshirt looked soft. and his eyes — god, his eyes — they held so much in them. too much.

“why a lily of the valley?” you asked, voice barely above a whisper.

“because it reminds me of you,” he said. “quiet. delicate. something you don’t notice right away, but once you do, you can’t stop seeing it everywhere.”

your heart stopped.

“jake—”

“i like you,” he said, suddenly, like he couldn’t hold it in anymore. “i’ve liked you since the second week of class. maybe even before that.”

you were silent. not because you didn’t feel the same, but because suddenly every moment — every shared look, every night walk, every drink he remembered — made sense.

you stepped closer.

“then why didn’t you say anything?”

he smiled, a little sad. “because i didn’t want to ruin what we had.”

you reached for his hand. he looked down, startled, as your fingers laced with his.

“you didn’t ruin anything,” you said softly. “i like you too.”

his breath caught.

“you do?”

you nodded. “i think i’ve been falling for you this whole time.”

his expression broke into something quiet and overwhelmed — a soft, open kind of joy — and then he leaned forward, brushing your hair back with careful fingers before pressing his lips to yours.

the kiss was warm and tentative at first — like both of you were still afraid to break the spell — but it lingered, deepened, turned gentle and grounding. like a long exhale. like soil and spring and everything that had been blooming between you since the very beginning.

you smiled against his mouth.

and when you pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, breath mixing in the silence between you.

you whispered, “you smell like laundry and mint gum.” he laughed, quietly.

you stayed there like that, wrapped in each other, while the ramen went cold on the counter.

“i think i loved you before i even knew it. i just needed time to understand what it meant.”

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Lily Gladstone, in a film by Erica Tremblay FANCY DANCE (2023)

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🌷🌼 ACNH Flowers Set 🌼🌷

Sims 4, base game compatible. 26 items. I hope you enjoy! This set was brought to you by the lovely patron who requested it 💗

Set contains the original trios, and edited single versions of each besides the lily, since it is only one stalk. I have added some extra swatches to the mums because they are a hearty Autumn flower and should have some Autumn swatches.

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