#dancing in the wind as roses born again. there you'll find me.

[riderofspades]

Dancing in the wind, as roses born again, there you'll find me.

(Another scribble, in reference to the first TsukaSen fic I wrote, which can be found here. Please mind the tags.)

[daniismusicobsessed]

Dancing in the wind as roses born again

There you'll find me, before the dawn of man

In castles made of sand, there you'll find me writing in the caves

°°°°

This album is definitely an experience and a great story to tell. I love it so much already. They never cease to fail to make a great record.

June 4th, 2023

[caeloservare]

🎶🎶🎶

Send 🎶 for a song for your muse, but I torment you with Polish music | selectively accepting

//I have like one for Roman and one for Ozpin. That's best I could do :c

Chodź ze mną (Come with me) - Power of Trinity (for Roman)

Nim wstanie dzień (Before the day rises) - Edmund Fetting (for Ozpin)

Hatered still rings like a false tune Push a different button and you'll fix the mistake Become a conductor and rule with the baton, oh! Suddenly someone will appear, someone who Has the same gift as you do A similar gaze and gleam in their eyes

[chorus] Come with me, Before I see, I shall hear the beaty I'll never tell you "enough" I'll never tell you "enough" Come with me, They won't run as fast We'll do it a bit out of spite We'll do it a bit out of spite

You forgot the password to a few hearts and a few accounts Dig up that friendship and try to connect it into a trail Quit the small talk, start acting, and no Don't close the door, no Don't burn the brigdes or the fuse I will cut off with contempt and toss it aside

[chorus]

You're afraid that you'll be alone Let me give you an advice You just have to learn to like humanity a bit And you girl too, come out of that corner You're not in danger of loneliness these days

Find the dance floor and rarely talk Swirl wildly like we do Dance madly, I'm giving you a hint on that Dance brother, dance sister

[second verse] [chorus] Come with me, I'll show you the secret wisdom The knowledge of old arcanes The knowledge of old arcanes

----------------------Ozpin's:

From the four sides of the world From the rowan roads Where the burnt forest, weary wind, night and frontline Where the unharvested crops Where the blackened hawthorns The day is rising

The sun will embrace us to it's hand and look, the soil that is heavy from the blood Will bear a field of grains again, Golden dust

Women will accept us under their roofs and look, they'll laugh through the tears Someone will play music to dance to again Maybe soon

[chorus] In a day, or a two After a night, or a three Though not today After a night, after a day, You'll finally see The dawn will come

The breads will bake in the ovens for us and look, where was only smoke The flowers will cover the scars from the war Tinged with roses

New children will be born to us and look they will laugh that we Keep remembering this vile time again Time of storms

[chorus]

[freebirdsworldburritos]

It's so stupid that this album from Avenged Sevenfold, of all bands, absolutely fucks me up in the best way. This song is phenomenal.

"Dancing in the wind

as roses born again

There you'll find me

Before the dawn of man

in castles made of sand

There you'll find me"

[darlinglove]

Dancing in the wind as roses born again, There you'll find me

[wanderlust-and-moonlight]

dancing in the wind, as roses born again, there you'll find me.

[randomsevans]

a long , long time

Weekly challenge

@donutloverxo

@captain-rogers-beard 

hasn't been read through so please ignore  the mistakes please 

this is sorta a continued  of  ROSE  , but can be read by its self 

How ? 

How can you do this ? How are you going to keep going ? Why did he do this ? Why leave you ? Why leave his daughter ? why her , why is it always her ? 

you dont know how your going to do this ,you dont know how your gonna cop being a single parent , you dont know how you are going to do it alone ,. More importantly how are you going to get over him ?

How are you ever going to get over Steve Rogers ?

one thing is for sure , you have to for the sake of your daughter . Even though you will never love another , because Steve no matter what will always be your first and only love and that why it hurts so much .But you need to at  least be strong for your daughter , she just lost her father.

Time , time is all you need .

===================================

it was a random Sunday , at a random park where Steve sat , He knows that he has just when back to ever one , but he hasn't showed his face yet.  He looked around the park as the tree rustle against the wind as the odd person or two passes by . At this moment he feels peace .He had lived a beautiful life , with the women he truly loves and he wouldn't change .A life with Peggy , a life in his time was everything Steve wanted and got . 

But for him the last 8 years or so haven't been easy , with old age playing effect on him ,the snap  and the death of his love he was mostly been by himself . leaving him more time to think about them , her , you , his daughter . wonder what it would be like if he stay , how you are , did you meet some one else ? the thought sickens steve your his wife ... wait was his wife and what about his daughter he doesn't want another man raiser her .But what thats what it like now he made his choice and no matter what life he picked , it would always be filled with what ifs / and questions , theory on how he life would of went .

He buried the memory of you and his daughter for so long , Peggy never knew he had a  daughter or a wife . His other children never know that there have a sister who is the same age as their grandchildren . He never thought about you , not untill it came to the years where he knew some place in the world right now , you and his younger self where together , meeting , working , dating , married , a child all together . And now your by your self .

on the days like when he asked you to marry him , got married  he thought about you all day , was so so temper to go and see you and him self , but it was to risky . he remember everything , every detail to your hair , dress , your shocked face when he got on his knee . the small tear that rolled down your cheek where saying your “i dos “ . He would sit there on those days buying a single rose and drawing you. 

even on the day you were born you never left his mind , he find it quiet funny and sad on that day , thinking this is the day his wife was born , but also all the pain that was to come your way , that he couldnt do anyhing about

But htere were days like the 7th of January 2020 were he couldn't just sit there by himself with his thoughts . He made his way to a random hospital in Brooklyn . He sat outside on a bench for hours , people would pass by ask if was okay an odd nurse or too  would come up and ask if he was a patience . unknowingly to them his daughter , his eldest , yet youngest chronologically was being born . He sat there for hours thinking and remembering , the first time he holded her , her first steps , the annoyed look  on your face when her first word was “pa “ , he remember how happy he was , he swears he never smiled so wide so happy , spinning his daughter around promising her the world because she said dad first . He chucked at the memory . He left sortly after not getting a glance at you or his daughter since he could risk seeing his self .

that was roughly three years ago and on that day every year he would celebrate in one why . he would also send her a gift which he knows he should but he couldn't stop him self  .

Now he sits here on this bench, knowing soon he will have to see everyone well at least Bruce and Bucky to tell them not his okay an nothing went wrong . He was so lost in his thoughts he didnt notice the little girl run passed and trip over a rock right in frount of him

the girl had pushed her hands ifrount of her to try and save her self and let out a little cry . Steve got up the fastest her could , he reach of her hand and helped her up , while looking around to see if there was anyone running after her , not yet anyway .

the little girl was now up on her feet , with small sniffles . Her hair was long and blonde covering her face in all different direction . Her little hands trying to push her hair out of her face . Steve kneeled down to help her . 

“ are you ok....”

he stop , his old heart began to beat face , his eyes wide 

“ Sarah ?”

the sight of his daughter broke him , he didnt realise how much he  missed her , his first child , the one he promise to always be around .

“ hmm “ was the onlt thing that came out of her . she glanced up to meet steves eyes . Blue meet blue , the same blue

Hers widen , in shook  , she looked like she was about to cry .

“ h ... how do yo. you know ..my ..n..name “ she coked on every word , taking her time .

Steve was silent  he didn't know what to say , the fact that his daughter that he left behind was right infrount of him. 

her mouth only widen as she brought her tiny hand up towards steve face and pointed at his teary eyes .

“ y.. you ... you stole my daddy's eyes “ her little face scrunched up angerly  

he slighlt chuckled shaking his head “ n..no i didnt blue “

her hand quickly wet to her side at the name 

“wh... onli  daddy cowlds me t..hat “

“ i..  i know “ his tears now fully streaming downs his eyes .

“how?” she asked quickly 

“be..because ..” he truly didnt know what to say

“ your my daddy ?” 

he forget how smart she was , she may only be three but even Tony said shell grew up to be a genius and has the smartest around about an 8 year old the least time there checked 

he nodded his head in relief , the little girl only seem to grow anger as she place her hand on his cheek .

“liar .. my daddy is young .... my daddy will hurt you .... my daddy is c.cap .. amwerica  he .. does good ..and doesn't liek liars “ but then she paused for a moment her eyes grew red and her lip trembled “b...but his a li..liar ... he l...my daddy ..left me “ 

and with that she fell to the ground with aloud sob , and Steve went with her , both crying on the floor

“ h..”

“mm im sorry blue ...but i am your .. daddy ?” he knows he shouldn't but he couldn't help it his little girl right there crying over him , his heart is breaking and dying 

“how could i ever leave her ? “but he did 

“ho.. how ?” you looked up 

he stay silent how do you tell you daughter you left her and her mother to grow old with some one else.

“ how do i know your .. not lying ?”he glared at him . the same expression she shares with you , he let out a small chuckled , his daughter asking all the right question , she she so much like you . 

“ i call .. you blue be..because  we both .. have blue eyes “ a small smile placed on his lips , at the memory of finding the perfect  nickname of his daughter   . 

she just nodded in agreement staring him down . he smile shiftig on his bony knees . 

“ yo.. your first word was pa ... your birthday is 7th of January , you cant go to sleep with out  piggy .. yo..you favoit food is cookie .. double double chocolate chips that antie nat makes .... you love that silly little show that .. “ 

“the song “ she cut him off 

“what ?” he titled his head 

“ if you are really my daddy .. you know the song “ her eyes soften almost coming to terms that he is her father 

he paused for a mintes , cold tears falling from his eyes , every memory , everytime he song her to sleep with the song , the song that was your and his first dance together as husband and wife   

“it ... its” he could trust his own words , his voice he was so emotional he was sure hes old fragil body would give  away .

“ its .. its been a . long .. long time “ he closer his eyes in  a temper to clear his vision as he sung the melody 

“never thought that you would be standing here so close to me ,

theres so much i feel that i should say 

but words can wait untill some other day 

kiss me once the kiss me twist 

then kiss me one again 

its been a long long time 

haven't felt like this my dear 

since cant remember when 

you'll never know how many dreams 

iv dreamed about you 

or just how empty there seem with out you 

so kiss me once then kiss me twist 

then kiss me once again “ 

he paushed on ever word , every line , a thousand memory and emotions , him meaning every word as he looked into the yes of his daughter , that he had missed so much , the same blue eys he shared . The ones that have grown to accept that he is her father , her papa , her daddy .

with both teary eyes ,cold stinging cheeks against the hash wind on he ground of a random park , on a random Sunday , there finish the song together meaning very word , as father and daughter 

“its been a long , long time “

[nelly-boo]

Flower Shop AU

Rocky x female reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: None

It has finally came - a few days off of school / work. There has been a lot of responsibilities, stress and headaches going on in your life, so it was nice for a change not having to worry about those things. It was a nice day of already late spring. The sky had its clear blue color, with a little clouds here and there. A quiet noon where all you could heard was a birdsong, melodical and relaxing. So you decided to take a little walk around the town, with consideration that all you have been doing for the past couple of weeks was your school / work thing, sleeping and eating. You put your shoes on, locked the door and exited out of the building, while heading to an unknown direction.

You liked spring. Yes, it does have its negative sides such as pollen, allergies, all kinds of insects, etc. But it still has its pretties. You looked around while taking in all of your surroundings. The biggest part of nature has already been born. Threes, flowers, grass, leaves.. Everything has got its pretty colors, shapes, smells.. You had earphones in your ears while listening to melodies that you like. But you couldn't resist to hear the melodies that mother nature was making. So you took off your earphones while letting the relaxing sounds to caress your ears. You were now walking past the river. The yellow rays of Sun melted onto your skin, giving it a shine color. The wind lazily was dancing between the locks of your hair, messing it a little. The sounds of river were so relaxing and nice that you couldn't help yourself, but to sit by it and to observe its pretties and uniqueness.

The recently scytheed grass looked like it called you to lay on it and to just relax. You lied down and all of a sudden all spring smells hitted your nostrils, that you couldn't help but to smile to yourself. You stayed there for about a half an hour, and when you felt yourself falling asleep, you right away got up and start moving. The sky now was changing its colors, which meant that it was time for you to go home. You looked at your phone to check the time, and it confirmed that it indeed had passed quiet some time since you left from your home.

You put back your earphones and headed to already known direction. At your way there, you came across one cute little flower shop. Maybe I should buy something nice to myself such as a flower or two, just for a change, you thought to yourself. You opened the shop door and as you stepped into, a bell above your head made it known that someone walked into the shop, and that someone now being you. The flowers were everywhere. On the floor, shelves, walls, ceilling...

"Hello, how can I help you today?" You followed the way the sound came from, and you were greeted by a cute, smiley boy, who expected your answer.

"Um, hi.", you shyly smiled back. "I came for a flower?", you weren't sure how you should answer him what you wanted. "Well yes, apparently we have a lot of those here as you can see.", he tried to joke a little. "Which one would you like?

You weren't sure, so you looked around a little and your eyes fell onto one beautiful flower at the back of the shop. "I think I like that one." You pointed your finger at the flower with a little smile.

He looked toward the direction you were pointing and nodes his head. "Hibiscus", he smiled. "Do you know what those mean?", he asked expecting that you don't know the answer so he can give it to you. "I don't actually. What meaning does it holds?" You were curious. "Do you want only one flower or more?", he asked without answering your question. "One will do", you smiled. He gave you the flower and smiled "The meaning of this flower is rare and delicate beauty. I can see why you choose those." He said with a wink. Did he just indirectly say that you are beautiful? You weren't sure. But you for sure could feel the blush creeping on your cheeks.

You smelled the pretty flower while trying to hide your flustered face. And suddenly the atmosphere in the room started to change. Everything started to get blurry, you felt dizzy, you suddenly couldn't breath properly, the room started to rotate and those are the last things that you remember before you passed out.

Half an hour later

You started to get conscious. You slowly opened your eyes and you felt a pain at the back of your head. You weren't feeling very well. As your vision got better the first thing you saw was a worried face of the flower boy beside you. "Oh my God you're awake! I got so worried I didn't know what to do-", the poor boy started to speak in panic but you were more interested in other thing, so you had to ask. "Am I in heaven? Are you an angel?", you blurted out. The sign of relieve that you're fine broke onto his face, not late after that following the most beautiful cheeky smile you have ever seen. His big dark brown eyes bored into yours. "No, I am not. But I'm relieved that you're fine.", he laughed. "You're not?", you asked, now already disappointed with that fact.

"But you saved me and you're so pretty, and your smile too, that you cannot be just an average human being, but an angel." It was extremely stupid of you, but it had to be said. He couldn't help but laugh out loud. His laugh was so beautiful like the rest of him. "Why, thank you", he cheekily said. You tried to get up slowly,but got a little dizzy so he helped you. "Whoa, whoa, easy there. Slowly, I'll help you." He leaned to wrap his arm around your shoulder and with the other the took your left hand to help you up. As you were now sitting, you observed your surroundings. "Are we still in the shop? What happened?", you weakly asked. "Yes, we are. We're in the room at the back of the shop where staff come here to have a drink or take a rest. I got so panicked I didn't know what to do and forgot to call 911 or someone else for help, so I just sat beside you and prayed to God for you to wake up."

“And to answer your other question, I think you had allergic attack. I think you're allergic to hibiscus, that why you passed out as soon as you felt the smell of it.", he explained. "Does you head hurts?", he asked concerned, slowly stroking your hair. "It does actually."

"I hope it's not too bad. It's because of the fall and I wasn't prepared for it so I couldn't make it on time to catch you before you fell. Wait here, I'll bring you some pain killers." With that he got up and headed to the other part of the room. He opened one of the shelves at the nearest.. something like night stand?? With a glass of water.

"Here.", he handed you the glass and tablets. "Thank you...?", you wanted to thank him but you realised that you don't even know his name. He seemed to understand what you meant so he introduced himself. "Oh my God I'm so sorry. How inappropriate of me." He shakes your hand. "Moonbyul. Park Minhyuk." He smiled brightly. "But my friends call me Rocky."

"Minhyuk.", you said, likening the way his name sounded from your mouth. "Well, thank you Minhyuk. My name's Y/N." You drank your medicine and tried to slowly get up. "Where are you going?", confused Rocky asked. "Home?" It was more like a question than an answer. "But isn't it better if you stay here for a while? You still haven't recovered. That fall was kinda bad.", he pointed out. "I think I'll survive.", you giggled. "I had to be home long ago, anyway." He noded his head in understandment. "Well, let me at least get you a taxi, so I don't have to be worried if you get home safe.

"Your taxi was waiting outside the flower shop, so you made your way to the exit door slightly leaning onto Rocky for a support. You sat into the taxi seat and he told you to stay right there. You apologised to the driver, asking him for a little patience while you guys were waiting. Not a few minutes after that Rocky came out to the taxi with a beautiful smile and shiny eyes and a bouquet with a mixture of flowers. "Here.", he handed you flowers. "Thank you.", you smiled shyly. "But what for?" "No reason. I just wanted to give a beautiful flowers to a beautiful girl. And no more hibiscus for you!" He pointed his index finger at you with the other hand on his hips. Now he gave you a compliment directly and you didn't know how to react. He handed the cash to a driver and spoke to you avoiding your eyes a little. "Um, I hope I'll see you around. Bye." With that he left.

The driver started to drive at the direction of your building, and you couldn't help but smile at the memorise of that day and because of the beautiful smells that filled the car. You lowered your head to smell the flowers and your eyes caught a little card between the flowers. You took it between your fingers and read what had been written.

"Hibiscus has meaning of rare and delicate beauty, but I couldn't have give you that again. So I decided to give you a mixture of flowers with different meanings. I know you don't understand the language of flowers, but I hope you'll understand the meaning of thornless roses and variegated tulipses."

P.S. "My number's at the back of the card, I hope you'll call me ;)"

*Thornless roses - Love at first sight

*Variegated tulips - Beautiful eyes

P.S. Because I couldn’t find a flower that represents having a crush on someone, I used ‘love at first sight”. I know that it’s lame and shit, but deal with it lol. Xoxo

[vantaert]

Let go

- Are you afraid of falling in love

-No I'm afraid of letting go

Another unknown season has passed by my locked doors . The four of them ran out of magic trying to sneak some glitter into my black and white life . Yet I block them out . What's the best of the winter if he's not my umbrella under the rainstorms . What's the purpose of the fallen if he's gone like a golden Leaf dancing within the fierce wind .

The fate made us make blank vows . Vows were meant to tear us apart , to split our souls and to break our hearts .He promised he would never throw one last glance at our story . He confessed if he did he would jump over the high tide to hold me and never let go .I promised I would never hold him back .Yet my selfishness got the best of me . Thus I turned around just to meet your back walking away . Leaving the utopia .Then you disappeared just like snowflakes within the rain .

After you've gone the fog spread all over the corners. The emptiness found it's way to rut inside my broken soul . My heart is barely beating. As its lost as well . As its roots are being shattered by the sudden change of weather. Yesterday it was sunny and warm . Today it's gloomy and cold . Tomorrow will be dark and freezing . The sharp pain is wandering inside my chest burning every single bone against my ribcage.

We both flashed the thunderstorm over our story . We both created this tragic disaster. Yet I was the victim . I thought I could be able to turn the page for the next chapter.  I thought I could be able to wander the next story .I thought I could be able to watch you shine like a silver star in the sky without me drowning into an endless waterfalls till no tears left to cry . I thought I could be able to give up on you and dress my naked soul another season free of pain and wounds . But no matter how deep the wound is I couldn't love you less . I couldn't care about the countless non healed scars you've scratched because at the end still they remind me of you . I do want to remember you even it means opening the old wounds by a sharp blade bleeding memories, moments, promises, we've shared upon once a time.

It's been

days

Weeks

Months

Years

Inking thousand lines

Between every word I ink  I would shed burning tears . Every time I blink trying to cage them back I fail . Each droplet leaves my soul it cracks a piece of my heart . Regardless it cracks million times per day yet ridiculously can't seem to forget about you . How comes not only my soul have fallen for you but also the brain which is supposed to be the rationale alarm and my fragile body . Successfully you've possessed me .

Those inked letters hold the past ,the present outing the future . I have no future to look for while you've gone . Future is so unclear since you've vanished . It's like I'm staring at the fascinating moon yet I'm too far to define its breathtakingly beauty because you're not here to admire it with me . Remember how fond I was with the sunset until I've watched the sunrise with you . You made it possible also to erase my desire for the rain until I've witnessed the first snow with you . My life was simply impossible until you've stepped in sprinkling only few glimpses of your charms to make it perfectly possible. Sadly now how badly I pray for the impossible to storm again . I'm tired of everything. I want to let go .

This is going to be the last words you're going to hear from me . I'm not sure if you've read my previous chapters though my guts are ringing a bell you did . Maybe you miss me the way I miss you . Maybe you want me as much as I want you . Maybe you cry as hard as I do . Nevertheless it kills us alive causing only forgotten corpses yet we live in a world where miracles never born and destinies never play fairly.

We chose different paths . You picked a shining star . I picked a stigma .

Our paths would never cross just like the day and the night . You'll be the sun I'll be the moon . You live under the spotlight .I hide beneath the moonlight.

This is the second hardest thing I've ever done in my entire existence. The first was letting go of your hand . This doesn't mean I'm letting go of this love either. I'm just gonna ink the ending . One of us had to . Since you hadn't enough courage to cut the rose . I'll sacrifice like I've always did . I'm going to cut it . I'm well aware of the consequences which it's going to bleed to death . The garden will hold a funeral but the owner of the rose wouldn't be there for its fairway. He would be crying alone in his castle calling its name more than once hoping for its shadow to appear but it won't come . It won't be part of this universe by that time .

I had you once to love you for a lifetime . Promise me this time you won't get trapped by the same mistake I've done . Free yourself of this broken love . Find yourself a new euphoria . Create yourself a utopia . Don't blame yourself . I chose to engulf this broken love as a utopian euphoria . I know we've held Blank vows . They were like empty cups . Thus at least this time make a valid promise by closing the book and throw it somewhere in the deep ocean . I'll find it and hide it where you'll never reach .

It's time I think . This is the end . Im giving up on you . But love is not over . Love is a maze where we sin . Where we wound and we heal . Where we break and we cure . Where we cry and we laugh . Where everything is against sealing a happy ending. 

Next time don't break down singing . The untold truth is that I don't want you anymore. Don't let old emotions blind you from seeing the truth . Because no matter how much you still want me . The fate won't light on us .

Gift yourself the happiness I couldn't write neither for you nor for myself.