#acacia💜

[lyranova]

Hi Lyra! I’m so glad you think my heart game is fun! Thanks for the reblog & for playing too 🥰

💖 please? Thank you dear!! 🌻

Hiya Acacia dear, I hope you’re doing well 🥰! Your heart game looks very, very fun, and I’m so glad you sent one in so I could play it 😁!

First up; Black Clover’s Lady Finesse!

Your sweet personality, love of flowers and the Space bro’s, instantly made me think of her! You’re both quiet and a bit shy, but you also care deeply and you’re not afraid to let people know what you think 🥰!

The second character I think of for you is Aerith Gainsborough from Final Fantasy VII!

You’re kind, sweet, and spunky! You like to tease and have fun with your friends, you’re very supportive, and you always encourage them to do their best and to live their lives to the fullest! You can be a bit shy and unsure, but with a little help from your friends, you become a very confident person 😁💕!

[lyranova]

My heart 😭, oh my heart is very full reading this 🥺!! I’m gonna talk about YuNeva first and then Zerilliam!

I totally get not shipping Yuno with anyone, in canon I believe he is too focused on becoming the Wizard King to actually even entertain romance 😆, which is why Neva was shipped with Klaus originally! But then during her development I noticed I liked her interactions with Yuno more, and her personality seemed to compliment his, so i began to “test the waters” and now I can’t really imagine one without the other 😅! I’m really glad you love their friendship though! I remember when I was developing Neva i spent a lot of time on her and Yuno’s friendship since she was going to be in the squad and dating a squad member, i felt that the two should at least be friendly with one another, and because I spent a lot of time on developing it…that’s probably what ended up convincing me to try them in a more “romantic” setting tbh 😆.

Now for Zerilliam…aaaahhhh my heart 🥺!! I remember you telling me how much you love them, and it just always warms my heart and surprises me to hear/see just how much you love them! And you even talked about them with your sister 🥹?? Aaaahhhh my hearts going to combust 😭! I’m so glad you love them, and that Zera feels so real to you! Honestly I have to thank my mutuals for this, because originally she only had a “vague” shadow of a personality, i mean she was always going to be William’s opposite in personality, and was always going to be blunt and a bit of a teasing joker, but after kind of playing around with her with @thoughtfullyrainynightmare @loosesodamarble and @koneko-pi her personality just grew bigger and bigger, and now she’s just larger then life, is chaotic, but is also the biggest imp you’ve ever seen 😆! And William loves her for all of that, just as she loves him for his reserved personality!

Honestly this really made my day Acacia, and thank you so much for answering my ask 🥺💜!

Hiya Acacia, I hope you’re doing well 🥰! Since you’re in a bit of a romantic mood, I thought I might ask for your thoughts on YuNeva and Zerilliam 👀? And for Platonic relationships how about Asta & Yuno and Fuegoleon & Nozel?

Sending you all the hugs and positive vibes in the world 🥰💜!

Aww Lyra! You're such a sweetheart! Thank you so much, dear! Sending you lots of love as well. 💕 I'd be thrilled to give you some ramblings. (Apologies in advance if they're too incoherent).

Zerilliam

I hope by now that you already know, but just in case you didn't, I absolutely adore this pairing! When I first started reading "Dandelion Wishes," I actually made my poor sister listen to me rant about how much I love this ship (and she hadn't even read the fic so she had no clue what I was talking about), and honestly I had more to say about them than most canon x canon Black Clover pairings, so needless to say, it is definitely canon in my mind.

William is such a sweetheart, and I can really imagine him as someone who has domestic dreams of finding love, settling down, and having a family so it warms my heart to see that he did get to have this (even if it ended in tragedy--which I will never get over. They deserved their happy ending! 😭 Even if I'll admit the angst is delicious, and their boy, Alistair, is just so precious to me).

Also, your backstory for how the two of them ended up together is just delightful. Honestly, "Dandelion Wishes" is one of my favorite fanfictions I've ever read in my life, and I have been so invested in it and in William and Zera's relationship from day one. They are so perfect for each other in my opinion, just absolutely made-for-each-other soulmates. I love how they share common interests but have a lot of balance in personality with Zera a little more headstrong and William a little more reserved. They really are in awe of each other's strengths too and have so much respect and admiration for their differences which I just adore.

Zera as a character is so vibrant and so real to me, as well. She just commands attention every time she appears, and every time she does pretty much anything, I can just vividly imagine William staring lovingly awestruck at her and zest for life with hearts in his eyes or floating around his head like in an old cartoon. (He's so in love! I'm going to cry!) Also, her quirks and the adorable way she names her plants is super endearing, and the fact that she is a florist only makes me love her more (but my family actually runs a flower shop (A/N: But I don't work there), so I think I'm very biased in this regard 😅).

I honestly don't get this intense about ships all that often, but I cannot describe to you in words how much I think about this pairing and how desperately I need them to kiss. And I mean desperately. To be perfectly honest with you, at this point, I am so invested in it that it's really hard for me to imagine William with anyone else...which concerns the more neutral, multi-shipper part of me, if I'm being honest, but this ship is just that good. Reading about them has made me laugh and cry and squeal just like (and in many cases more than) reading about any ship between canon characters, and I'm honestly just in awe of how compelling this ship and their story is. I really can't thank you enough for creating Zera, Zerilliam, and the masterpiece that is "Dandelion Wishes"! 💖

YuNeva

Aww they're cute. 😊 To be honest with you though (and I am very sorry to have to say this) in general ships with Yuno in them aren't really my cup of tea personally since I tend to see Yuno as someone who isn't all that interested in romance and (possibly) would just never really want that kind of relationship. That said, according to the Assorted Question Brigade in Vol. 31 he does have a “type” of person he likes...so who knows? Maybe someday he'll want to find love. If he did, I would definitely be supportive of that, and I'm not against the idea of shipping him. It's just not something I personally have ever given much thought to, and, for that reason, I feel pretty neutral towards Yuno ships in general and don't have many thoughts or opinions (Again, I'm sorry about that).

All of that said, if I was to imagine Yuno falling in love, YuNeva is a very sweet pairing, and they make me smile in your stories and posts about them. I really enjoyed them in COTF too! ^^ Going back to that Assorted Question Brigade I mentioned, Yuno himself described his "type" as "someone who's relaxing to be around," and that's something that really sticks out to me about his relationship with Neva. It's very comfortable and almost cozy. They just work so well together, and it feels effortless--like they just naturally gravitate towards each other and genuinely enjoy each other's company. I love that a lot, and I also love how their bond is built on mutual respect and admiration. They really support each other and the moments they can share their vulnerabilities are always very compelling to me. I also think Neva is just a great character on her own (especially her platonic bond with William. So wholesome!). I like her dynamic with Yuno a lot too and how they complement each other. I think I'm a little more invested in their friendship (because I'm weird like that), but I could definitely see them very happy together romantically and I definitely want good things for both of them, so I'd support them falling in love and think you’ve done a great job crafting their love story. 💕

Platonic Relationship Ramblings! Yay! Thank you so much for this, dear!

Asta & Yuno

Aww I adore them, and their brotherly bond. Their dynamic and rivalry which is built on a such a strong foundation of familial love and mutual respect was what initially hooked me in Black Clover, and it has been such a delight getting to watch their individual journeys and how they have supported each other through the series. I'm getting a little emotional just thinking about it, honestly. 🥹

One of my favorite things about them is just how wildly different they are as people. Asta has such a big personality, and Yuno is so reserved, but their differences are always respected and really help inspire each other. In that way, I love that their relationship is kind of a twist on the usual rivals dynamic because it isn't just Asta trying to live up to the (quite frankly very OP) Yuno but Yuno also views Asta as his rival as well because he has so much admiration for his passion, resilience, and determination. I was not expecting that when I first watched the anime and thought it was such a refreshing reveal. I love how Yuno's genuine admiration for Asta has been such a driving force for his character throughout the series.

Fuegoleon & Nozel

Yes! I love this dynamic! Nozel being tsundere about his friendship feelings is just so entertaining, and I love to see the trope used in a platonic way instead of just an explicitly romantic one. The love between friends is really important too and can also be difficult to express sometimes, so it was really great to see Nozel kind of struggle with that and struggle with how much Fuegoleon means to him and how much he admires and respects him even if he lacks the words to say it. And yes, it was kind of played for laughs sometimes, (and my sister and I made so many "tsundere besties" jokes about them while binging the anime), but even so, there is something really genuine and really wholesome about their friendship. Getting to see how Nozel reacted to Fuegoleon's injury and subsequent coma and how motivated he was by his respect and admiration for him was just really compelling, and I found the scene in the elf arc in which Nozel is thinking of their rivalry and how much Fuegoleon inspires him to be really moving. Definitely a solid BROTP!

[dragonsdelightstudio]

It’s been a long stressful day, let’s have a photo of Acacia’s sweet little face. You can see her little mark too. 💜

[optiwashere]

dame aylin/isobel, acacia. :)

Well, this is an interesting one... I gotta go with my gut on this one. Thank you for requesting this! 💜

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Acacia: a hidden relationship

She rests on a balcony overlooking a lake, somewhere high no mortal can reach. Their careful plan must remain secret; they concoct it far from her father’s servants. Not even Squire listens to their hushed scheming in the shadows of winged, marble statues.

Isobel doesn’t fear her father, but she worries about what she will do should the worst happen. His denial may spark a fire to burn down all of Reithwin. Or a sorrow that she might wear for centuries eternal.

All Isobel can do is watch the cloudless sky, moon bright, and wait for wings in the light.

[jorjafrozen]

all my current trolls OCs!

Rhea - Pop Rock troll - I made her as a girlfriend for JD and I have made her in the sims 4 so I'm thinking of posting all the OCs I've made on there on here. She is Pop Village's dance teacher and her and JD meet after Poppy organises her to choreograph the small tour BroZone do a couple months after they get back together! Her voice claim is the one and only Kristen Bell 💜

Delilah - JD and Rhea's oldest daughter so she is (I think 😅) 3/4 Pop and 1/4 Rock however she has an interest in Musical Theatre so she converts to that! Her middle name is Poppy because I feel like they'd be very grateful that she introduced them to each other. Her voice claim is Joy Woods 🩵

Chance-Ivy and Acacia-Rose (after Grandma Rosiepuff!) - JD and Rhea's youngest daughters and they are twins! And like Delilah they are 3/4 Pop and 1/4 Rock. Chance's voice claim is SZA (I know she's already been apart of the trolls world(?) because she collaborated with JT on 'The Other Side' for TWT but I love her voice and want her as a voice for one of my OCs lmfao) and she's more into Pop and R&B. Acacia is voiced by Billie Eilish and she is very into Dark/Indie Pop and she is very into astronomy! 🩷🖤

Jade - she's apart of my Daughter Dory au where JD has a kid with a troll from apart of another Pop Tribe that was split after the escape. Jade follows in her Dad's footsteps and starts her own music career. And her favourite uncle is Bruce! - her voice claim is Jasmine Cephas Jones 💚

Dove - Jade's mum, cheerleader turned author! She is a very quiet and reserved troll after the escape but JD brought out her wild side when they were together! - I need to develop her more but her voice claim is Evan Rachel Wood 🩵

Nash - Pop Troll and John Dory's childhood best friend but they had a huge falling out not long before BroZone broke up due to similar reasons why the brothers all fell out. But ultimately, after JD moves back to Pop Village they meet again and become best friends again after apologies are made from both sides. John Dory for being caught up in constantly being perfect and Nash for not realising how much pressure JD was under himself - he's voiced by Josh Gad 💛

and then I have my BroZone parents, Olive, their mum, and Forest, their dad. I haven't got voice claims for them yet but will update this when I do!

[chaosprincess404]

You all make me feel so special….

I’m so obsessed with the attention you all give me!

You’re all just the cutest!!! Time to jump in bed and reply to DMs 💞 wearing nothing but my new dying wish t-shirt! I saw them live on Friday with The acacia strain! It was so fun!!! I just wish someone was behind me in the crowed making a mess of me…… maybe next concert 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

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[cherrygummycandy]

Fragile Porcelain Person

Fandom: Jack and the Cuckoo Clock Heart.

Yandere!Joe x Porcelain!Reader, Platonic!Jack and Acacia x Porcelain!Reader

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(AN: So, for those who don't know, Jack and The Cuckoo Clock Heart is a film about a (14?) something french boy born with a frozen heart, so it is replaced by his adoptive mother with a clock. He isn't allowed to fall in love, as it will be too much for his heart, but he does anyway, and loves a singer. There's another plot with this rival for the singer's love, but that is the jist. It's spoilers from here on out in this AN, so go watch it on Bibibli if you haven't seen it. For the sake of this fic, I have changed Joe and Acacia's relationship to one of a brother and sister relationship, in which he wanted to protect her from mingling to closely with anyone due to her parents migrant status, and his fear of her getting deported. As for Jack and Madeline, I'm writing them as living at the end of the film, where this fic takes place. Sorry for the long explanation, just wanted to clarify some things!)

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Tick-tock, Tick-tock, Brrr-ing Brrr-ing! The lively ticks and rings of gears, clocks, bells and chimes sound out across the workshop of the notably eclectic Mademoiselle Madeline, who is currently busying herself at her work station. She hums to herself, placing a small gear against a winding mechanism, and stepping back to watch a small wooden bird pop out of the top window of a clock, perfectly tweeting in rhythm with the now-turning gear. A sound not entirely foreign to her makes her turn round, the sound of a soft groan comes from a fragile form laid atop her operating table, as she had taken to calling it. Placing down her tools, she approaches her guest.

A lantern's light disturbs you from a deep slumber. As you awaken, you notice your body feels freer than it has in quite some time. Or at least, you remember not exactly feeling top-shelf, in the before. But, you suppose then this isn't the before, but rather the now.

"Awakened from our beauty-sleep, I see..." A pale-skinned woman, sporting a dress covered in oil stains and minor cuts stands to your left, observing you with a calm curiosity. You try and sit up to get a better look at your host and surroundings, and though you're a little dizzy, you can gather that you seem to be in some sort of workshop, laid on an operating table. "And How are you feeling, mon petit ami?" She asks. You remain silent, but wiggle your arm, legs, and other joints. Everything seems to be in working order, though a few pieces of your ball-joints seem to be needing some sort of grease or oil. "I- Well, I think I'm quite alright, but..." You look at the woman. "How did I get here, and who are you?"

"I," The woman bows her head slightly in greeting, "am Mademoiselle Madeline, and you, mon ami, are in my workshop." She gestures to the cluttered workspace behind her. "Now, as for how you got here, only you can answer a part of that mystery." Madeline steps back to her desk, and rifles through a series of tools and parts while she continues her tale. "I found you while I was out on a stroll in the historic district, the demolished old Kimbrough house to be exact. You were quite the sight, y'know. Pieces of you were all over the place. Took me quite a bit to find all of you and transport you back here. I haven't ever worked with your material before." She says, turning to back to face you for a moment. "Porcelain, are you?" You nod. "Hmm, I thought as much." She picks up a small cloth, and a jar filled with a thick, white paste. "If you don't mind holding still, I'd like to patch up a few minor chips." You hesitate, but allow her to continue. Using a small trowel, Mademoiselle Madeline spreads the paste onto a few small cracks surrounding your ball-joints, specifically the ones that let your knees function. Once the paste is applied, she pulls out a small pouch, and produces from it a few chips of porcelain. She places the back into the damaged areas with an artisans precision.

"There, just be sure to let that set for a while, no sudden, rough leg movements, alright?" She says, returning the materials to her desk. "Now, here's where I'd like to ask you to help me. Who are you?" She asks. You open your mouth to respond, but find no words come from your mouth, and no thoughts come to your mind. "I don't know, I can't seem to remember. It feels... It feels like a piece of me may be missing." You explain, brows furrowed in frustration. Mademoiselle Madeline pushes you no further, and only nods in pity. "I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case. When I found you in that demolished property, it looked as if that old house had practically toppled down onto you. It's a miracle I found all your outer pieces. It's entirely possible that a few important inner elements may be missing." She says, looking you over for a few moments, as if taking you in. "You're an incredible piece of art, I must admit. I wasn't one-hundred percent sure you'd actually work, even with my tampering, much less be capable of thought. Then again, stranger things have happened." Her brief mentioning of how odd you are gives you pause.

"Miss?" You ask, and she hums in acknowledgement. "I'm not normal, am I?" She chuckles softly. "Well, to most, probably not, but to me?" She laughs. "You're just another patient." You tilt your head. "Patient?" You ask. "So you've treated people like me before?" You ask. She shakes her hand in a so-so manner. "Yes, with prosthetics and such, though I admit I've never dealt with someone entirely mechanical." You nod, looking at your now-repaired knees. "Sorry to cause you so much trouble." You apologize, but she quickly shakes her head. "Not at all. Most of your mechanisms only needed minor repair, I'd actually say the hardest part was working with those porcelain fingers of yours." She grabs your wrist and holds it up before her face, manipulating your fingers with hers. "I might have accidentally swapped the fingers into the wrong spots a few times, but I think I've sorted it out. Let me know if they give you any trouble." She muses, letting your hand fall back onto your lap. "Am I alive, truly?" You ask. She shrugs. "I don't know, I think it depends on your definition of 'alive'. Your whole body runs on gears and pulleys, but you seem to think and feel like any other person." Madeline picks up a picture, surrounded in a frame of copper. "You know, you actually remind me a bit of my son, Jack." She presents you with the photo.

A boy, around your age is sat in front of Mademoiselle Madeline, with pale skin and oddly-styled brown hair. Your eyes travel downwards, and you notice a peculiar feature of the boy, a clock lays prominent on his chest. "A time-piece?" You ask. "A cuckoo-clock, actually. Jack was born with a frozen heart, and I needed something to keep him ticking, for turn of phrase. Let me ask you something." You look at her. "Without his clock heart, Jack would die. His hands of time keep him ticking and tocking all the day long. Now let me ask you, does that make this human boy any less alive." You furrow your brows in thought, biting your frigid lip. You shake your head no, and she smiles. "Then I think you have the answer to your question."

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The rest of the afternoon, Mademoiselle Madeline treats you to tea (though you quickly find out that it tea is't the best idea when your stomach mechanics rust). In an attempt to clean the rust, you both stumbled upon a hatch in your chest and stomach, allowing for an easier clean up. It also gave Mademoiselle Madeline a better way to poke around in your inner-workings. You're grateful she always remained gentle. Eventually, you find yourself sitting in her kitchen, warming your cold porcelain over the flame of a candle. Madeline toils with a watch over at her desk. As you sit quietly, you hear footsteps approaching from outside.

The wooden door of the home swings open, and a flurry of snow and cold air sweeps into the home, prompting you to pull the candle closer to your chest. "I'm telling you, they look fine!" "You know I don't like them though, besides, I'm not afraid of bumping into things." A boy and a girl enter, clearly engaged in a debate. In the girls hand there is a pair of white-and-red dotted glasses. "Jack, while I would prefer Acacia to wear her glasses, she isn't as fragile as you." Madeline says, turning to face the boy. He sighs in defeat, prompting the girl to grin and shove her glasses back into his hands with a "Hmph!" of satisfaction. "No kiss?" Madeline asks, and Jack shakes his head and places a kiss on his mothers cheek. "Hello, Madeline." He greets. She nods in sanctification and exchanges a greeting with Jack's young love, Acacia. You watch the encounter from your place in the kitchen.

"Jack, I made an interesting new friend today..." She says, turning to face the boy. As the pair of teens remove their shoes, Jack nods to his mother. "Really? Someone in need of work?" He asks, tilting his head up to look at her out of the corner of his eye. "Mhmm, sort of." His face falls to confusion, and he turns to face Acacia, only to be met with a shrug. Madeline speaks no further, only motioning to the kitchen with a hand while returning to her work. Jack and Acacia follow her hand, a gasp leaving the boy as he sees you. The girl seems to have no reaction to your appearance, but you quickly realize she may not be able to see you. . Your eyes dart from them back down to the candle in front of you, unsure how to introduce yourself. Acacia is the first to approach you, while Jack simply stays back, examining you from a distance.

"Hello..." She greets softly, eyes squinting as she attempts to look at you. Jack smiles and sighs, before walking up behind the girl, reaching over her head and placing her glasses on her nose. She grumbles as she adjusts, blinking a few times as you come into focus. "Oh!" She lets out a surprised gasp, a smile spreading across her face as she looks back and forth between you and her lover. "Jack, they're mechanical, just like you!" She exclaims. You can't help but feel your nervousness fade away at how enthused the two seem. Jack quickly extends a hand to you, and you accept. He holds on, turning your hand over a few times to get a look at your delicate fingers.

"You're made of porcelain?" He asks. "So I've been told." You joke. "So, you're not human at all are you?" You wince at these words, and Jack feels a familiar ache in his clock-work heart when he sees your face fall. "I didn't mean... Well, I meant human in a 'flesh-and-bones' sense, not a 'feelings-and-senses' sense." "I sense your saying 'sense' a bit too much Jack, ease off." Acacia whispers. He blushes, embarrassed. You sigh, and say "No, I understand what you mean. And no, I don't have any skin. I'm all cogs and gears." You laugh. "Can't say I have much of a mind either, I can't really remember anything before now..." You muse, eyes trailing down absentmindedly. You feel a hand on your shoulder, and look up to see Jack has pulled the fabric of his coat to the side, revealing the cuckoo-clock from the photo. "Well, as it were, I understand what it's like being made out of 'gears and cogs'." He assures you. It feels nice.

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"Will you be staying with us?" Jack asks. It's later into the evening now, and the hissing of meat against a pan comes from behind, as Madeline cooks a meal for herself and the pair of teens in front of you, intent on learning all about you. You freeze, unsure how to respond. You would hate to over-step and ask to stay here, but you're not sure where else you could go. You're not even sure you know how to maintain your fragile mechanical form beyond basics like avoiding rain. Before you can respond, Mademoiselle Madeline responds, having somehow sensed your anxiety. "They will be, I'm sure you and Acacia will be more than accommodating." She shoots Jack a playful warning look, and he nods. "Of course, but I hope you don't mind if I ask to see some of your inner-workings. I don't even fully know how my heart functions, much less your whole body." Acacia nods in agreement. "I don't see why not, just don't break anything please. I'd rather like to keep my limbs in working condition. The three of you laugh, and Mademoiselle Madeline begins to set the table. A meal of cooked pork and bean stew sits in a bowl before you, the steam rising from it. You feel an ache in your heart, though you wish the ache was that of hunger instead. How you wish you could eat or drink.

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That night, Jack and Acacia tuck into their separate beds (at Mademoiselle Madeline's insistence). A small resting place has been set up for you on the nearby love-seat, and as you lay down you can't help but wonder if you need sleep, or are even capable of it. You shrug the thought off, supposing you will find out. Soft sighing sounds come from the leftmost bed, Acacia is asleep. A quiet ticking is present in the room, prompting Jack to cough awkwardly. "Apologies, I can't really control the sound." He says, and you sit up to look at him. "No, it's fine. I'm not bothered at all." He nods in response, and sits up to meet your gaze. "How come you don't make any ticking sounds?" He asks. You pause, pondering this. "Maybe my porcelain keeps the sounds inside? I don't actually know." You shift your position, pressing your knees up under your chin as Jack asks another question.

"You never mentioned your name?" He pushes. Once again, he feels awkward when your face falls. "I don't have one. Not one that I can remember, at least." You admit. Jack lets out a hum of understanding, and furrows his brows if in thought. "Well, maybe I could help you pick one?" He suggests. Jack reaches under his mattress and feels around, before pulling back and producing a journal. "These are some old scripts and notes from a friend. I've got a friend, he's a film maker actually." "What's a film?" "Long story. But he's also an excellent storyteller. Maybe we can find a name that suits you in here. For the next few hours, you and Jack traverse the pages of his old friends journal, with Jack explaining various inside jokes and references written within the pages. After some time, Jack points to a name mentioned briefly in the first stanza of a scribbled out poem. "Y/N? What about that? I think it suits you." You nod. "Y/N sounds nice. I'd like to be Y/N." Jack nods, and stuffs the journal back under his mattress. "Hmm. This is actually rather nice, Y/N. I've never had a sibling before." You tilt your head in confusion. "A sibling?" "Like a brother or sister. I mean. if you want to be siblings, that is. Don't feel obligated to agree." He trails off awkwardly. You relish for a moment in the feeling of having a family. "I would like that, Jack." He smiles.

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The next morning, Mademoiselle Madeline sends you, Jack, and Acacia off to school after reviewing Jack's rules three, (though after some minor adjustments to his heart there are only a two rules now.) "Remember Jack, if you need me to go down to the school and speak to the headmaster about-" "No thank you, Madeline. I can handle him myself, I promise. I'll be sure to keep my temper under control." You had overheard this conversation between Jack and his mother this morning as you put on the new uniform Madeline had given you. It felt quite odd, though the woolen school outfit did well to keep your porcelain warm. Now, as you trudged a few feet behind Jack and Acacia, you couldn't help but want to ask about this mysterious tormentor. Your questions do not go unanswered, as you soon find out.

You arrive at the school, staying close to Jack as he assists Acacia through the school gates, holding her hand to guide her up the stairs leading into the courtyard. "Ever the gentleman, Jack." She coos, and he grins. "Isn't that why you fell in love with me?" He teases. She pretends to think for a moment. "Hmm, can't say I did, on account of I couldn't really see you!" The pair laugh, and you can't help but grin at your new brother and his girlfriend. This sweet scene is cut short however, as a boy yells from across the playground. "Oi! Clock-boy, didn't we teach you enough of a lesson yesterday?" A scruffy looking red-headed boy approaches with a cruel grin. Jack's face falls, and Acacia's grows angry. She steps in-between Jack and the blurry form of the boy. "Leave him alone, he hasn't done anything to you!" She yells, stomping her foot down. The boy rolls his eyes. "This isn't your fight Acacia, move." The boy growls. Acacia's stance only grows more firm, and a feeling of worry settles inside you, where on a normal person would be a stomach.

"Please, Acacia, let me handle this." "But Jack-" Jack ignores her insistent remarks, and steps in front of her, bravely facing the boy. As of late, Jack had stopped hiding his heart within the confines of his school jacket, altering the uniform to display his abnormality. He figured that everyone at school had known about it, why should he hide what makes him proud simply to cater to the discomfort of the few who already hate him. Unfortunately, this did make him significantly more vulnerable, as the hands of his heart were now much easier to pull and pluck, and gears could be easily manipulated or removed. Jack and Acacia had initially believed that the bullying may have lessened due to the incident in which a boy lost his eye to the cuckoo-bird living in the clock, but this was not true. If nothing, this only increased feelings of anger and fear surrounding the eclectic boy and his already unpopular mother. "Just let us be, please. You've no reason to harass us." Jack looks the boy dead in the eyes with a firm stare, and for a moment, the cocky facade of the bully falters, fear replacing the jest in his eyes. As the children surrounding you and the group watch the boy with bated breath, he feels unable to back down, and escalates. Clenching his hand, he lets out a cold laugh as he launches a first towards Jack's heart, clearly with intent to harm the boy. You gasp in terror, and can practically feel the world slow around you. You've only known Jack a short while, but his mother made you well aware of how fragile his heart is. In a moment of adrenaline and stupidity, you thrust yourself forward.

As the boy's fist collides with your hard cheek, he yelps in pain, recoiling as you go tumbling onto the ground. You feel odd, and as the boy cradles his bruised fist, you feel as though your head is unbalanced. You quickly realize that your cheek is missing a large chunk of porcelain, which now lays chipped on the ground in front of you. As you grab the shard quickly and hold it to your chest, you look up, causing the crowd to gasp. "What is it?" "Some sort of doll?" "It's terrifying!" "Can it hear us?" "I bet Clock-boys witch mother made it."

You tremble before the crowd of onlookers, their words harming you more than the punch to your face. Acacia quickly kneels beside you, shielding your face from the crowd as he examines the damage. "Does it hurt?" She asks. You shake your head. "No, It doesn't really feel like anything." As Jack begins to yell in retaliation at the injured boy, Acacia attempts to fit the piece of porcelain back into your cheek. "It looks like a very small shard is missing." Acacia says, having matched up most of the shard to your face. As the crowd switches between jeering at you and taunting Jack in his anger, a shadow stretches across the playground, causing a hush to fall over the crowd.

Acacia and Jack freeze, as a tall figure emerges from behind where she is kneeled on the pavement. The courtyard is completely silent, save for the ticking of Jack's heart, which has become more erratic due to the stress of the current situation. Clicking heels approach, and Acacia moves up a little, shielding you and your face from the approaching stranger. "Acacia?" The odd male voice questions. She stands promptly, shuffling in front of you as she faces the boy. Though you can't see much, you can tell the figure towers over Acacia, maybe even Jack. The boy has dark hair, and what appears to be an eye-patch covering his right eye. "Joe, hello." Acacia greets, bowing slightly. Jack looks at her, and she only widens her eyes for a moment, telling him to just remain quiet. "What is the meaning of this disruption?" Joe spits, turning to the cowering red-haired boy. The boy points a finger quickly at Jack. "That freak started it!" "He did not!" Acacia yells, but Joe simply puts his hand up, silencing them both. "And is the freak the reason you're bleeding?" He asks, grabbing the boy's wrist and making him grunt in pain. "N-no. I tried to knock that stupid time-piece out of his chest, but I hit that thing instead!" Joe's visible eye flares with anger, and he raises his free hand. "You dare to hit Miss Acacia?" He exclaims, clearly about to face the boy with his full fury. "W-what! No! I didn't hit her, I hit that other freak. Please, Joe, believe me!" Joe's open palm stops mere inches from the boy's face. "'The other freak'?" Joe questions, a brow raised. The boy uses his uninjured hand to point behind Acacia, and Joe steps to the side to peer around her. He sees not much more than a crumpled female form, so he drops the boy's wrist and steps closer. A huff of air leaves his nose in surprise as he moves closer, seeing your chipped face.

"What is it?" He sneers, looking past Acacia and glancing at Jack. "Surely you must know, Clock-boy." Jack sneers back at him. "There not an 'it', it's my sibling." He exclaims, stepping forward to stand beside Acacia. "Their name is Y/N." Acacia says. Joe seems to respect the girl's opinion more, and he calms himself a bit, taking a deep breath. "And it's your friend?" He asks. "THEY are." She corrects him. He goes silent, glancing down at you from your spot on the ground with a cold look. Suddenly, he reaches down and grips your wrist harshly, pulling you quickly to your feet. You stumble a bit, and Acacia places her hand on the small of your back to steady you. "Be careful, they're fragile!" Joe scoffs. "Clearly, look at them. What's wrong with their face?" His free hand roughly grazes around the edge of your cracked facial porcelain. "He was going to hurt Jack, they got in the middle." Joe glances back at the bully from earlier, who seems to be once more in shock.

"Ugh! I think some of it's face is stuck in me!" He yells, panicked. Sure enough, the missing scrap of porcelain that Acacia said was missing is lodged into the boys wrist, having drawn a light pool of blood around it. Joe drops your wrist and returns to look at the injury. "See, look what it did to me- AH!" Joe quickly yanks the shard out of the boys wrist, and drops of scarlet blood begin to drip from the piece. "What was that for?" The boy cries. Joe rolls his eyes and scoffs at the boy's pathetic nature. "It's no more than a paper cut. Besides, the weak of body are weaker of mind." He begins to return to you and Acacia. "Toughen up." He calls over his shoulder. With a glance to the side and a wave of his hand, Joe disperses the crowd of students, who scatter at his command. Joe roughly grabs your chin, placing the small piece against your cheek. He hums in satisfaction when he sees where it fits in, and turns to hand it to Acacia. "I believe this will help out your friend." He says, bowing as he begins to take his leave. He knocks Jack's shoulder as he walks by, and pauses. "See, Jack? I'm capable of doing no harm. Maybe you should learn from me." He coos, before continuing his walk back into the school as the bell rings. As kids file into the school, the three of you hang back to recover.

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"Do you need to go home? I'm sure I can take you..." Acacia offers, gently rubbing your shoulder. You shake your head, attempting to swallow down your fear. "N-no, I'm fine. Really." She nods. "Alright, Jack are you okay?" He brushes off his shirt, and after adjusting his hair and flicking his clock, he's ready to go. Acacia heads off to her first class, but you grab your brother's sleeve for a moment to ask him to stop. "Jack?" "Hmm?" You bite your lip, wondering if you should ask what you're wondering. Before you can decide, Jack sighs and senses what you want to know. "The boy in black? That was Joe." He looks away. "He's been, tormenting me ever since' I set foot in this school." You feel a wave of pity wash over you, as Jack seems absolutely manic as he recounts the things Joe has done to him. "He's hit me, cut me, and he let his goons rip open my heart!" He yells. He pauses when he sees the fear in your eyes, and tries to calm himself. "I'm sorry, I... I'd just ask you to avoid him. Please." He urges, and you nod. "It doesn't seem like he harbors any resentment towards Acacia. Do you know why?" You ask. He nods. "Yes. Joe latched onto Acacia when she first moved here. His family is single-handedly funding Acacias stay in Edinborough. She's not a citizen, and he seems to think he owns her because of that." He chuckles. "I suppose they're a bit like us. Siblings, I mean. He's very protective of her." Jack explains. You nod, following your brother into the school. As the click of your heels and the ticking of Jack's heart echo through the room, one more question comes to mind. "Why did Joe say you could learn from him?" You ask. Jack looks confused, then clicks his tongue as he realizes what you're referring to. "I'll tell you, but... promise that you won't be scared, okay?" Your expression turns to one of worry.

"Well, now I am a little scared!" You joke, trying to laugh off the nerves. Jack moves his hand to his chest, and he pokes at the little door atop his cuckoo-clock, from which the bird emerges every hour. He taps it, and the little metal bird pops out, squawking thrice before retreating into its home once more. "One day, Joe was tormenting me, as usual. But, I didn't notice the time, and the more he hit me, the closer he got to my heart. He leaned in to grab it out, and well..." He pauses. Shock grips you coldly as you realize that Jack's little Cuckoo bird is the reason for Joe's eye-patch. Jack nods as he recognizes you have understood his words. "I hope you do not think lesser of me..." He says. You shake your head quickly, wanting to remove any thoughts of doubt from his mind. "No. I couldn't think lesser of you. If it had been intentional, I would say it was self-defense, but you didn't even want to harm Joe. You reacted better than most would have, brother." you place your hand on his shoulder comfortingly. He smiles back at you. As the two of you leave the main hall and enter the classroom, you feel a chill run down your spine, but ignore it. What you don't see is the dark, one-eyed figure looming just around the corner.

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From where Joe watches, he finds the sneer he wore when looking at your brother falling, as gazes lands on you. Jack holds the door open for you, and as peers from around the corner of the man hall as he hears your melodic voice thanking him. His fist clenches. In his heart, 'a real heart', as he so often mentioned to Jack, a battle of emotions rages. His hatred of Jack and his mother's freakish nature, his annoyance at Acacia's newfound love for the boy, and newest of all, a foreign feeling. A warm pulsing feeling spreads in his heart, strange to the icy boy who's lived his whole life in an even colder town. He feels anger at his inability to understand this feeling, but more anger at the desires this feeling brings. He wants your attention, though he doesn't understand why. He wants your strange, 'freakish', face turned towards him at all times, rather than your bastard clockwork brother. He wants your melodic voice to call out for him, rather than in fear of the boy who smashed in your face in the school courtyard. In this moment, he comes to a decision. His tormenting of your brother will continue, possibly even worsen. In this way, your attention will be on him. He can show you that he is in charge of this school. You will see the fear that he is regarded with, and surely your brother and Miss Acacia will tell you tales of his reputation. Surely, your brother is in no position to defend you, he has more enemies at this school than he has friends in the whole village. You'll no doubt face hardship, given your closeness to that freak and your odd features. You'll need someone to protect you, and Acacia won't always be there. Once you are well aware of his power, surely you will turn to him in your time of need, beg him to help you and to stop hurting your brother. He will, of course, for a price. Just like Acacia, he will have you under his thumb, under his protection. His fist clenches as he begins his walk into the classroom, mumbling to himself.

"A precious piece of porcelain needs a caretaker, no?"

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Erika dear SAGE (in a good way) but also burgundy saffron periwinkle mauve and maroon 💜💜

🤭 I’m so very glad I got sage from you~! The tragic love is my muse after all. Thank you, Acacia. 💖

And I’m glad you love the things that I come up with. 🥺👉👈 I love your thoughts too~! Sharing the love!

I share many of the same feelings so yay~!

[hero-deserves-to-be-happy]

Hello, fellow Hero enjoyers, and welcome to "Hero Deserves To Be Happy" our side blog for Hero Appreciation! We wanted a proper home for all our Hero love and devotion so here we are. 🥰

We mods are a fic-writer (Mod Acacia) and a fan-artist (Mod Sprinkles), are both adults, and are the co-conspirators, co-owners & co-creators of the "When Sun Shines Again" series.

This blog is all Hero content and appreciation all the time--both created by us and lovingly reblogged from other Hero enthusiasts. We will have some HeroMari here too, of course! 💙💜 It is also the home of "When Sun Shines Again": our series focused on Hero's Life After Mari (post-good ending).

This blog is not spoiler-free, but we will try our best to properly mark all spoilers with the "Omori Spoilers" tag.

Feel free to drop by the ask box any time to talk about the best, the kindest, and the most delightful of all OMORI big brothers! 💙 (We'd say out of all the OMORI characters, but the rest of them are pretty cool too 😊).

This blog is and always will be 100% safe for work! Thanks for visiting!

A couple of blog considerations:

All Safe for Work (SFW) Hero content is acceptable here including art, fanfiction, headcanons, and character analysis posts. There will never be any NSFW content here and any of our content containing any heavier themes as seen in the OMORI canon (i.e. grief/mourning, mental health issues, ect.) will include proper warnings.

All major OMORI spoilers in our content will be tagged as "omori spoilers," and we will try to tag spoilers in reblogged content as well.

All platonic Hero friendships will be celebrated on this blog, and the main romantic ship here will be HeroMari (Hero x Mari). 💙💜 There will occasionally be some Hero/OC (in the "When Sun Shines Again" Universe) and maybe some Hero/Brandi (though we tend to write them as platonic friends). Please note: This blog will only entertain Hero x Canon Character romantic pairings in which the other character is confirmed in the canon to be Hero's age since he is canonically an adult [i.e. Mari (who is canonically the same age as Hero) or Brandi (who is confirmed to attend university with him) would be acceptable, but we are personally not comfortable with anything explicitly romantic between Hero and any character of an ambiguous age. Platonic content for such relationships is okay. Please see this post for more information if needed.]. All Hero relationships both platonic and romantic will be properly tagged.

To make this blog super inclusive for all Hero appreciators regardless of their ship preferences for the other OMORI characters, no content that involves undeniably, explicitly, and/or intentionally romantic ships for Sunny, Kel, Aubrey, or Basil will be posted here as a general rule.

Constructive critiques and thoughtful discussion are allowed and even encouraged; however, there will be no meanspirited slander of Hero or any other OMORI characters or relationships on this blog. We recognize that there are many possible interpretations of Hero, the other OMORI characters, and their interpersonal relationships with each other, and we want to state upfront that we personally tend to have positive interpretations, especially as far as Hero's family in concerned. Though they are not perfect and they do make mistakes, we really believe that they are ultimately a loving family, and this blog will reflect that viewpoint and interpretation.

Thank you for being mindful and respectful of our blog rules & considerations!

Featured Tags (Listed in Alphabetical Order):

"hero character analysis" for Character Analysis

"hero fanart" for Art

"hero fic" for Fanfiction

"hero headcanons" for Headcanons

"heromari 💙💜" for content including/featuring HeroMari

"hero and kel's brotherly bond" and/or "it's the brothers 💙🧡" for content including/featuring Hero and Kel's sibling relationship & brotherly friendship

"hero friendships" for content including/featuring any Hero platonic friendships with the other OMORI characters [A/N: There are also specific tags for each friendship with the following naming convention: "Hero and [Canon Character's Name] friendship"]

"hero plush's adventures" for posts featuring the official Hero plushie

"hero polls" for polls about or featuring Hero

"hero songs" for posts with or about songs that suit Hero

"omori spoilers" for content involving, including, or featuring major OMORI spoilers

"our content" for content created by Acacia and/or Sprinkles [both created for this blog and reblogged from our mains]

"When Sun Shines Again ⛅" for content related to the "When Sun Shines Again" universe

⛅WHEN SUN SHINES AGAIN [Hero's Life After Mari]

A Post-Good Ending series focusing on Hero finding healing and building a life for himself after the loss of Mari. Eventually includes him learning to love again after an extremely slow burn. Romantic Relationships: Main Ships: (Past) Hero/Mari and (Eventual) Hero/OC. Side Ships: Brandi/OC and a brief mention of Mikhael/Bebe are the only side ships involving canon characters. Platonic Relationships: Hero & Brandi Friendship, Hero & Original Characters Friendship. Some Hero & Kel Siblings Relationship & Brotherly Friendship, Hero & Aubrey Friendship, Hero & Basil Friendship, Hero & Sunny Friendship, and Hero & His Family.

Prequel: "Am I Ready For Love? Or Maybe Just A Best Friend" [Hero Centric Hurt/Comfort, Angst, & Slice of Life; Post-Good Ending. Special emphasis on Past Hero/Mari (Angst) and Hero's platonic friendships with his college friends (Brandi & OCs) in the present. Could be Hero/OC if you really wanted to see it, but this work focuses on their platonic friendship] (**intended to be read prior to "When Sun Shines Again"**) [A/N: originally posted on main]

⛅️"When Sun Shines Again" MASTERLIST ⛅️

Links to Some More Content Created By Us:

Hero Content:

Hero Character Analysis and Some "Post-Truth" Headcanons (feat. some songs that suit Hero) [reblogged from main]

"Hearts for Hero" Headcanon Request Event Masterlist

Hero Birthday Art

Hero Platonic Relationships Poll

What Hero's Attempts to Comfort Sunny on the Night of "Two Days Left" Tell Us About His Character [Analysis Post]

Hero-Centric Fics:

2 AM -- Hero, Kel, and Aubrey discover the aftermath of Sunny and Basil's fight...

300 Profiteroles -- Hero, Bowen, and Daphne Friendship Fluff & Slice of Life (Post-Good Ending)

Hero Character Analysis Posts Masterlist

HeroMari Content: 💙💜

HeroMari Headcanons and a Song [reblogged from main]

HeroMari Sketchdump [reblogged from main]

HeroMari Fics:

More Than Words (Pre-Canon HeroMari Fluff)

Some Things Are Meant To Be (HeroMari College AU)

Hero and Kel's Brotherly Bond Content: 💙🧡

Brothers Headcanons Request Event Masterlist

Brothers Centric Fic:

Tell Me Where It Hurts -- Hero and Kel Brotherly Hurt/Comfort and Angst Pre-Canon

Hero and Sunny's Friendship Content: 💙💛

Sunny and Hero's Friendship Headcanons (Mod Sprinkles' Birthday Event) Masterlist

💙CURRENT EVENT: Interview Questions Ask Game (the questions don't need to be about OCs. You can ask for canon characters too!)

Currently working on our remaining Hero Ficlet Requests. We are (unfortunately) very slow writers. Thank you for being patient!

(The banner of this post and this blog's pfp include official OMORI art and are edited by us)

[wild-penguin]

Photo or it didn't happen!

I couldn't get a good pic but here's a Google pic of it ⭐️

Acacia wood with black metal frame 💜

[lyranova]

Hi Lyra! Congratulations on your blog anniversary! 💖💖 Wishing you many more wonderful years of creating such amazing content!

For your anniversary asks can you please answer 16 18 & 19 for the lovely Zera and (if I may be the tiniest bit self indulgent) 8 & 14 for Langris? Thank you so much, dear! Sending you lots of love & well wishes. Cheers!! 🌻

Hiya Acacia! Thank you so much, hopefully I’ll be able to create things for many more years to come 😁! (Even if that means I’ll only be able to create every now and then 😆). Of course, and I hope you enjoy 🥰!

Zera:

16. What goal do they most want to accomplish in their lifetime?

The goal Zera most wants to acomplish…hm, I think in a way she already has acomplished that goal 🤔! The goal she wanted to achieve most in her life was to open her own flower shop, and she managed to do it. So maybe, if she were to have another goal, it would be to start a “franchise” and have many more ‘Cinnamon’s Flower Shops’ all over the world 😆!

18. What advice would they give to their younger self?

“ Be careful who you play pranks on! Because one day you might come across the wrong person and they take your joke sooo seriously that you find yourself in a situation that you can’t really get yourself out of! But at the same time…you may find that you don’t want to get out of it…oh! And you’re going to want to be even sneakier when you smuggle, because that’ll come back to bite you in the butt!”

19. What does a perfect world look like to them?

A perfect world to Zera is one where she still runs her Flower Shop, is happily married to William, and is surrounded by a group of their children. On the weekends the family goes to William’s childhood home, which is vacant after his mothers passing, where they get to relax and have peace and quiet. When they go back to Clover she gets to spend time with all of her friends and have “Wine Nights” where they laugh, giggle, and talk about many different things. She gets to watch her kids grow up, fall in love, get married, and maybe even have kids of their own.

That’s Zera’s perfect world!

Langris:

8. Is there a ship that makes the most sense for this character (can be romantic or platonic)?

Both platonically and romantically I feel like the ship that makes the most sense is Finesse. She helps keep him calm, and gives Langris a different perspective to look through (if that makes sense). She also knows just what life was like in House Vaude for him and Finral, so she understands him a bit differently then others. She also has no issue scolding him if he needs it (it isn’t a harsh scolding, but more of a “gentle” one). So whether it’s platonic or romantic I thinj Langris and Finesse make a good pair!

14. What trait do they find most admirable and how often do they find it?

I think Langris admires strength the most 🤔! As for how often he finds it…not very. I think Langris has such a high standard for strength that he rarely finds anyone that “meets it”. I think the two people he’s met that has met that standard are Yuno and William (eventually Finral joins that list)!

[acacia-may]

⭐️ for any of your stories 🥰!

Thank you so much for the ask, Lyra! I really appreciate it!

I wasn't sure which of my stories to choose to add some director's commentary to, so I chose one of my smaller Black Clover works "A World Without You" which is a one-shot about Vanessa and Finral's platonic friendship and a conversation they had about what happened in the Forest of Witches arc.

I was inspired to write this story after having a conversation with a friend irl about that arc and how much it probably affected them and their characters. Since the Forest of Witches arc was one of my favorite arcs in the entire series, I was really excited about the opportunity to get to explore that especially since I hadn't really seen the aftermath of that arc talked about before.

There is one particular piece of dialogue I'd like to talk about:

“Finral, I…” Vanessa shook her head. Before she could stop it, a shaky, almost incredulous laugh escaped from her mouth. “You’re unbelievable, you know that?”

Finral looked up at her seemingly in spite of himself. “What?”

“You nearly died, and you’re worried about me…?” Vanessa shook her head again but smiled as she ruffled his hair. “We don’t deserve you...”

I'm a little nervous to admit this, but it was actually inspired by a conversation I had in real life. A dear friend of mine was once rushed to the hospital while I was thousands of miles away from home for school. Needless to say, I was kind of a wreck when I found out, but when his condition was finally stable and he called me to let me know he was doing okay, he was worried about me and rather than talk about himself, he immediately started asking if I was okay. It was sweet, but I was so surprised and basically said, "What in the world? You're in the hospital and you're worried about me? You're unbelievable."

That memory really came to mind when I was working on that story. I could just hear Vanessa and Finral having a similar conversation, especially in this context. Finral is so worried about Vanessa and everything that she went through and how he wasn't able to protect her in the Forest of Witches whereas Vanessa is just thinking "You almost died. Priorities, Finral." But I think that's the kind of person that Finral is. He thinks of his friends first and wants to make everyone happy. I liked getting to explore that side of him a little bit in that story, and, of course, the happy ending is getting to see him and Vanessa support each other as friends through what was a difficult time for them.

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Abebi

Abelia, 

Abellona, 

Abia, 

Abida, 

Abigail, 

Abijah, 

Abir, 

Abital, 

Abra, 

Acacia, 

Acadia, 

Accalia, 

Adah, 

Adalia, 

Adamina, 

Adara, 

Addala, 

Addula, 

Adelaide, 

Adele, 

Adelinda, 

Adelpha, 

Adeola, 

Adiba, 

Adiella, 

Adima, 

Adin, 

Adira, 

Adiva, 

Adlai, 

Admiranda, 

Adrienne, 

Agatha, 

Agnes, 

Aileen, 

Ailsa, 

Aimunda, 

Alba, 

Alberta, 

Aleta, 

Alethea, 

Alexandra, 

Alexis, 

Alison, 

Allegra, 

Alliana, 

Alma, 

Althea, 

Alva, 

Amabel, 

Amanda, 

Amaryllis, 

Amber, 

Amelia, 

Amy, 

Ana, 

Anastasia, 

Andrea, 

Angel, 

Angelica, 

Angharad, 

Anita, 

Ann, 

Anna, 

Annette, 

Anonna, 

Anthea, 

Antonia, 

April, 

Arabellabella, 

Araminta, 

Ardath, 

Aretha, 

Arethusa, 

Ariadne, 

Arietta, 

Arisol, 

Arlene, 

Arlette, 

Aspasia, 

Astrid, 

Aubrey, 

Aurelia, 

Auriol, 

Aurora, 

Ava, 

Averil, 

Avice, 

Avis, 

Avril, 

Azalea

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷

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Abebi

Abelia, 

Abellona, 

Abia, 

Abida, 

Abigail, 

Abijah, 

Abir, 

Abital, 

Abra, 

Acacia, 

Acadia, 

Accalia, 

Adah, 

Adalia, 

Adamina, 

Adara, 

Addala, 

Addula, 

Adelaide, 

Adele, 

Adelinda, 

Adelpha, 

Adeola, 

Adiba, 

Adiella, 

Adima, 

Adin, 

Adira, 

Adiva, 

Adlai, 

Admiranda, 

Adrienne, 

Agatha, 

Agnes, 

Aileen, 

Ailsa, 

Aimunda, 

Alba, 

Alberta, 

Aleta, 

Alethea, 

Alexandra, 

Alexis, 

Alison, 

Allegra, 

Alliana, 

Alma, 

Althea, 

Alva, 

Amabel, 

Amanda, 

Amaryllis, 

Amber, 

Amelia, 

Amy, 

Ana, 

Anastasia, 

Andrea, 

Angel, 

Angelica, 

Angharad, 

Anita, 

Ann, 

Anna, 

Annette, 

Anonna, 

Anthea, 

Antonia, 

April, 

Arabellabella, 

Araminta, 

Ardath, 

Aretha, 

Arethusa, 

Ariadne, 

Arietta, 

Arisol, 

Arlene, 

Arlette, 

Aspasia, 

Astrid, 

Aubrey, 

Aurelia, 

Auriol, 

Aurora, 

Ava, 

Averil, 

Avice, 

Avis, 

Avril, 

Azalea

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷

[t0210]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: EUC💜LIVE THE PROCESS💜SPORTS BRA(M) & SHORTS(S) in Lavender.

[zinnia-the-dreamer]

ǶƐ𝓛𝓛ට!! ǶƐ𝓛𝓛ට, ǶƐ𝓛𝓛ට!!

How did I get here?? Never mind that!! Welcome to-

…

MY BLOG!! I forgot what it was called lololol ANYWAYS, here’s an intro!

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• Name: Zinnia!! Do I have another name-? Probably not!

• Pronouns: She/her‼️

• Gender: 🩵Female🩵

• Age: numbers, numbers, numbers… 24!!!

• Favorite colors: ALL OF THEM, THEY’RE SO PRETTY I COULD STARE AT THEM FOR HOURS!!! I HAVE!!!🩷❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🖤🩶🤍🤎

• Interests: EYES! Eyes. I LOVE EYES. Mamá’s eyes are so beautiful 🩷🩷 Oh right, right, right! I also draw, collect (oh how I just LOVE collecting), plants, rocks/minerals, singing, music (I love the music playing in my head 🥰), and last but not least my BEST FRIEND WONTONNN!!! He’s been with me since before this silly little apocalypse! His full name is Wonton Megated Bartholomew II 🤩

AND THATS A WRAP, WRAP, WRAP!! Bye bye, nice to meet you!!

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Heyo, Welcome to my Zinnia/F! Erin blog! My names Acacia! Lemme set some ground rules:

No slurs

No hate of any kind

No bigotry or harassment of any kind

No NSFW

No TCEST

If you break any of these rules, you will be blocked.

I like to keep my main account and my rp account separate so just talk to me through my rp accounts if you wanna talk about the rp and stuff.

Tagging system:

#So very very very strange [og post]

#WOAH PEOPLE [character reblogs]

#alone with the thoughts 🩷 [stuff others can’t reblog]

#hello hello hello there :) [ooc posts/commentary]

#Can I see your eyes? [Anon asks]

#MORE MORE MORE PEOPLE!! [Asks]

Character tagging system:

#Mammon [Donnie]

#Lucifer [Leo]

Here’s my other rp blogs!!

P! Erin -> @erin-trees

Yarrow/another F! Erin -> @yarrow-remains

Some extras!

Zinnia Character design!

And that’s about it, have a wonderful day or night!!