#floretes

[elfinaldelcamino]

Mirant a Sant Climent de Taüll

Aquella mañana nos levantamos tarde. Él tenía migraña. Yo aún el miedo en el cuerpo. La proximidad física con mi exmarido del día anterior me había dejado noqueado. Mi organismo estaba en colapso.

Quizás por ese motivo y no por otro no me acerqué a la iglesia de Sant Climent de Taüll. Esbelta y majestuosa pero también tradicional y atávica. Igual que él. Me refiero aquí al él de antes, que no al de ahora.

El él de ahora rehúye las tradiciones sin hacer ruido. El él de antes persigue las tradiciones con bombo y platillo. Yo persigo y rehuyo a todos ellos a un mismo tiempo. Esa parece ser mi esencia...

Durante los cuatro días que permanecimos bajo el techo de un apartamento frente a la famosa y románica iglesia no sentí el impulso de penetrar en sus muros. Aún hoy me pregunto por qué...

[rhoselacksthorns]

tumblr spirits are telling me to look into "human domestication guide"

I'ma trust them because doing so is normally funny

[todayontumblr]

Tuesday, February 6.

No ifs, no buts.

It is what it is: an effervescent floret, a Quality Post™.

[pupgrl-off-leash]

My love for HDG has finally breached into the physical realm my girlfriend had a kandi making party and I made a good floret bracelet!

[puppyfyke]

[givesmeyourteeths]

i most certainly do not purposefully spread affini propaganda in my discord chat, no no no

i would never :3

i'm a very "free", "independant" terran and very, extremely very, very trustworthy

[meirimerens]

[The Herb Brides] are no one’s. They’re… the Earth’s. [...] And each other’s, sometimes.

Shörmös and Yyrghene 🌸🌾

[feyhunter78]

The Floret Flower

Description: Cregan has fallen for the flower maiden who smiles so sweetly at him, if only his honor would allow him to act. Also, PSA I'm not gonna be using the gifs of the HOTD casted character, he just kinda looks really young to me and it icks me out. We are fancast Cregan only girlies on this blog (no hate to the actor!!! Just my personal preference)

“Go on, taste the sun.” The words echo in his mind, spoken to him by an old washerwoman as he traveled South. Her words had an air of mysticism and promise about them, one he found much easier to believe every time you crossed his path in the Godswood, ducking your head shyly, a bashful smile on your face.

A radiant, radiant being you are, with the grace and beauty of a flower maiden, brimming with life in a way he knows can only be brought to fruition in the South.

“Lord Cregan, good morn.” You say sweetly, flowers woven in your hair, a gown of light blue adorning your figure. It has been many mornings of you greeting him. Of you hanging upon his every word, fussing over him when exhaustion shone on his face, and the pleas, and arguments of noblemen echoing within his skull. The smell of death and ashes is thick in the air everywhere but the Godswood, everywhere but where he saw you.

It would not be difficult, throw you over his shoulder, get to his horse and ride for the North. It would be a long ride, and you would surely fret and cry, but there would be enough time on the road for him to reassure you. To soothe you and assure you that he had done what was best. It would not be safe for you, not a delicate flower such as you. Ever since he has taken control of King’s Landing, its men were like beasts, prowling for any unattended maiden to take as a bride. His own men could barely find the time to wrangle their southern brothers into a more honorable way of going about satisfying their needs.

“Lady y/n, are you alone? Where are your guards?” He asks, glancing around for the very men who were supposed to be watching over you.

You scrunch your eyebrows and look around as if you had not even noticed they were missing, keeping your voice light as you approach him. “Oh…well, I am sure they are around here somewhere.”

He bites back a heavy sigh of frustration. These King’s Landing guards were utterly useless, he would need to assign some of his own men to you. “They should be near you at all times, it is not safe for a lady to wander the Keep unaccompanied.”

You cross the remaining space between you and him, and look up at him, smiling brightly, standing far, far too close. “Well, I am not unaccompanied now, am I? Not since you are here to protect me.”

Gods damn him, he cannot resist your smile. “You are right, My Lady, but still—”

“Your guards must be near you, to protect you.” You say, pitching your voice down in an attempt to imitate him. “It is unsafe for a maiden of your virtue to walk amongst these war-fed beasts.” Cregan stifles a laugh, but you hear it and your expression changes, a victorious light in your eyes. “I knew it, I knew I could make you laugh!”

His chest warms at your words, had you really been attempting to find ways to make him laugh? Him? The man who stormed into your home and seized control with bloodied hands, whose allegiance was to the very side you were against, not only due to family ties but personal ideals as well? “I am honored that you would dedicate even a moment of your time to my amusement.”

You cast your eyes downwards, and he cannot tell if it is a demure act or a bashful one. “You have been so kind to me, it is the least I can do.”

“You are easy to be kind to, My Lady.” He says truthfully, delighting in the way you take his proffered arm without delay.

“As are you, My Lord.” You look up at him and the sun hits you perfectly, a halo around your head, your skin glistening, your lips stained a tantalizing reddish color from the berries he knew you had eaten earlier. He knows all that you eat, drink, your movements throughout the Keep, who you speak with, who you did not speak with, it is all known to him. Obsessive his sister Sara would say, she would tease him mercilessly for his over interest in you, but he cares not.

Taste the sun. By the gods old and new, he wants to. He wants to taste you over and over again, wants to steal the sun and bring it back North with him.

“Is that so?” He cannot help but poke and prod, desperate to hear you sing his praises once more.

You roll your eyes playfully. “I see what you are doing, Lord Cregan, if you wish to hear your virtues tolled there are plenty of bards around that would do so.”

“You have caught me.” Cregan relents, smiling softly down at you before smoothing his expression once you both near the entryway back inside the Keep. He cannot be seen as showing you favoritism, not when there may still be cravens and traitors about. He will not have you marked as a weakness of his, a potential target.

“It seems you cannot escape my notice, in words or actions.” You say teasingly, your breasts pushed up tantalizingly as you press yourself against his arm, body turned towards him, your head tilted up to meet his gaze. “I am simply too astute.”

You do not make his mission easy, no, even though he is sure you have not a single impure thought in your mind, his is swimming with them as he feels his head dip down, his eyes flickering to your lips.

Before he can lose his grip on his honor and kiss you senseless, he is saved by a pair of passing noblemen, and he straightens up, putting distance between the two of you. “That you are, Lady Florent, it is honorable for a lady to possess a good sense of such things.”

You give him a quizzical look, followed by a slight pout, and unhook your arm, clasping your hands together before you instead, putting on an air of polite indifference. “I thank you for your kind words, Lord Stark.”

You walk in silence, footsteps echoing on the marble floor, until finally Cregan spots your familiar door. “My Lady, this is where I shall leave you.”

You nod and break away from him, your skirts sweeping across the floor with your quick movements. You reach for the door handle then pause, your back still to him. “Do you find me unpleasant, My Lord?”

“Unpleasant?” He echoes, unable to fathom how you would come to such a conclusion.

“Or is it that you find me shameful to be seen with?” You turn on your heels with your words, tears shining unshed in your eyes.

“Lady y/n I—do not understand, where have these thoughts sprung forth from?” He says, taking a step towards you, arms outstretched as if to collect you in his arms and hold you close to his chest.

“You turn from me, close yourself off from me whenever others appear. Have I shamed you? Am I hideous? Do you find myself, and my house that lowly, that you cannot stand to be seen in my presence?” Your words are harsh, but your tone is soft, your bottom lip trembling.

Cregan grabs your shoulders, pulling you into his embrace, his hand cradling the back of your head. “No, no, Lady y/n, it is nothing of the sort, please, banish such thoughts from your mind.”

You look up at him, tears collecting on your cheeks, a heartbroken expression that feels akin to a knife through his chest on your beautiful face. “Then what is it?  Because I cannot deny my feelings any longer, and I do not wish to be made a fool.”

Go on. The words echo in his mind, and he grips the chains around his will tighter, he cannot break, not now.

“Tell me the truth, tell me you do not desire me, and I shall abstain from your presence.” You say, gaining strength from anger as he stands silent.

Taste the sun.

“Speak, Cregan Stark, deny me or take what is being offered.” There is no room for argument in your tone, he must make a choice or watch you smile in the arms of another.

The chains slip from his grasp, and he cups your face, crashing his lips to yours.

I wanted to make this smutty so bad, but the inspo was simply not there today

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[tgirlrobot]

Mmhmm, okay sweetie. Yes. You're a "free terran", and yes you can "go home with your free will". Now come here and get your dose of class D's and A's, then put on this adorable dress! Mistress has a day out planned, and if you're good I might even let your feed yourself!

(Gosh you're so cute when drooling out of your mind with that wide-eyed floret stare as you play with the others)

[gb-patch]

Ihave an ask about floret bond because im hyperfixated on it rn!! So, 1. How would Gata react to having teasing nicknames? (Like bird boy, especially if stinky was infront of it), 2. Does the bird boy like head scratches? Does he purr like a cat when he gets them? 3. If Peony,Krishin and Gata were in a relationship, could they think of maybe having one more partner if they knew that person well?

Haha, well I never thought anyone would be, but cool!

Gata would assume you were serious and that he stunk, but he wouldn't care that much. It's probably true. He'd also accept just the bird boy term as a perfectly normal and literal thing to call him.

He does like his head to be caressed and scratched, though he doesn't purr. He might make a sound similar to that chirpy noise cats can do.

Three in the relationship would be the limit for them! Krishin can't carry a third person on his back. That's too much, haha. But in seriousness, they wouldn't want to split the focus.

And for those who don't know what Floret Bond is, it's a demo for an old game project that we had to cancel. So sadly it will always remain incomplete.

[scentedtrashwitch]

The Afiini arriving on terra.

[eastaltus]

[feralchaton]

Pacharee

[en-bitch]

Tummy Tuesday

Perhaps the best part of Tuesday, this time featuring more body writing, courtesy of reading HDG and sobbing because I want to be a floret

[kt100]

only a few days ago i became immensely obsessed with hdg so now im going to make it everyone elses problem :3

[puppyfyke]

🤝 yes PLEASE we could be the cutest little florets