#gentle blooms

[herbalnature]

Gentle blueberry blossoms cascade against a backdrop of rustic wooden fencing, a serene blend of nature's simplicity and garden charm. It's like a little sneak peek at the sweet bounty that's to come.

[speakofshinee]

231216 Metamorph Black Rose Fancam

[vaguely-concerned]

having seen at least the rough outlines of all the romances now I have to say that I think emmrich's is probably objectively the best in terms of coherence and completeness of story arc (with the understanding that ultimately the 'best' romance is whichever one makes YOUR heart sing anyway so objectivity is a silly thing to claim that way, it just felt like it's the arc with the most well-paced focused content and the least dangling threads)... but lucanis' is my favourite haha. just. the whole kneeling before your beloved full of reverence but without any of the distance that usually implies??? his complete undramatic certainty and calm in every scene with rook after this, having spent the whole game caught between fear and longing???? mr. lives in a pantry but it says nothing about my psyche don't worry about it it's purely for tactical reasons that I keep myself contained in a small dark room not entirely unlike a cell, love among the parsnips -- finally coming to rook in their room and it's so comfortable and comforting???? after all the times rook supports and comforts him through the game he's finally able to return the same to them when they need it while being so calm and steady and it's so fucking sweet and feels so effortless and with no price attached?????? he basically assigns himself the role of your bodyguard and he WILL stab a god over it??????????????? the turn to protector (which was in his heart all along longing to get out and find a place) of it all????? he sounds like he's found himself unexpectedly stumbling into such a soul-lightening state of revelatory existential relief, full on 'you only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves' mary oliver style, and he goes and he shares that with rook and protectively envelops them in it when they're hurting??????????????????????????? hello for the maker's sake hello can anyone hear me?????

[guzekna]

THIS.....CREATURE????????

[ilycove]

A pair of arms wraps around your ribs and holds you tight. Xyx buries his head in your collarbones and takes a deep breath, breathing in your scent and your familiarity.

The rain's been coming down for a while, you assume, because his hair is wet and making you laugh softly as it glides up and down your neck. A hand reaches up to mess his hair up and he stops breathing entirely, for a moment at best, like your touch scared him to the core. You frowned at the thought and turned (to the best of your abilities) towards him. "Hi, love. Is everything alright?"

He doesn't reply and that's more of an answer than anything to you.

"Ah," you chuckle a bit and keep note of how his attention is purely focused on breathing in your scent and you wordlessly persuade him off of you, becoming face to face with him. "Rough day?"

Xyx sighs and runs a hand through his hair then proceeds to wipe his hand on his suits blazer. "Sorry, but I'd really rather not talking about it."

"That's alright too." You hum and grab his dryer hand, wiping your thumb over his knuckles and you barely see how his eyes go from mildly annoyed to something soft; relief or maybe a watered down version of joy. "Would... you like to join me in the bathroom?"

He stares at you for a second before processing a response, a voice that's barely there. As quiet as a willow tree and wavering ever so slightly, shaky almost. "Please."

His grip on you is almost bone crushing, like you'll leave him at any given moment, while yours is certain he'll stay. You guide him to the bathroom and close the door as he begins undressing. You help him with the little things, undoing his tie and unbuttoning the ends of his shirt. When he's bare in front of you, you press a kiss in the center on his tattoo and he just shivers.

He watches as you light a candle and make sure the water in the bathtub is a suitable temperature for him, and he furrows his eyebrows in confusion when he sees you only roll up your sleeves. "Are you not joining me?"

"No," You smile at him and gently help place him into the bathtub, kissing his cheeks and brushing hair out of his eyes. "I just wanted to help you relax, that's all."

"Oh."

Xyx sighs in contentment as you cup water into his water and massage shampoo on his scalp, and if you see tears in his eyes you don't comment on it and he doesn't recognize them. His heart beat feels like it's going insane, like he can't breathe properly with it pounding pounding pounding on his ribs. He's certain you can hear it.

Xyx once felt he was falling, someone unable to save like Icarus, and you caught him. He once believed he would never find someone who loved him again, he once believed he would spend the rest of life atoning for sins he does not remember committing and he found you instead. You bless him with your presence and for that, he's forever grateful.

You're humming and it's a song he knows you like, a song he's come to like because of you. He hums along with you and your humming becomes less of a modern tune and more of a hymn of laughter he finds himself addicted to.

You pour conditioner on his scalp and he relishes in the attention your fingers give him again, the sour look that was once previously on your face replaced with a smile.

You wash off the soap on once of your hands and hold one of his, the hand washing his hair becoming increasingly slower as time moved on. You two in the moment just felt timeless.

Xyx squeezes your hand and you squeeze back instantly, in sync. He kisses your knuckles and you kiss his, in sync. He leans over to kiss your head and you do the same, only wiping your mouth off afterwards. "I think I just got soap in my mouth."

He laughs and it's something beautiful and you smile because of him, and vice versa. He's only Xyx when he's with you.

You dry off his hair and brush it out for him, and you guide him to your shared bed and he follows you like a blind mouse. You say him down and kissed him softly, a tender moment that lingered for a second. He pouts and looks at you with doe eyes. "Doll, that was awful, you barely even kissed me. I think you need to try again."

A laughter escapes out of you and your fingers find his face once more that evening, pulling him closer to you. You kiss him again and again, like a broken record and he comes back, again and again. "You're so greedy. That's a deadly sin, you know."

Xyx smiles against your lips, finding the nape of your neck. You half-expected him to be looking at you with something devilish in his eyes, but you found nothing short of an angel sitting in front of you. "I'm well aware," He pulls your hand up to his lips again, kissing each knuckle separately. "And I would spend the rest of my afterlife in Hell if it means I got to be with you for as long as I can breathe."

[parlerenfleurs]

Cat purring on me!! Cat purring on me!!!!!!

[soulinkpoetry]

I know what a fierce thunderstorm you can be, yet you pour your water gently over me because you want to see my flowers bloom and not destroyed.

-Soulinkpoetry

When they’re fierce but they choose to be gentle with you.

[bl0omss]

Gentle Reminder

��Tired child and weary soul, you forget sometimes. That though the responsibilities of life may make you feel as if even just moving is too impossible, then my love, just breathe. If breathing is too difficult, then precious one, just blink. If even blinking is too much work, then little one, just stare. It is enough to just be, sometimes.”

-N <3

[daisies-on-a-cup]

see like what will likes/wants is softness, tenderness, and human connection. this is what alana can offer to will and what she wanted to offer will, were it not for the danger of being the only one will perceived being able to give him that stability

on the flip side, what will understands is violence, and through that violence will sees the opportunities for what he wants, which slowly evolves into what he needs. this is what hannibal offers and what he is more than willing to give to will if will would only accept it

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||Honkai: Star Rail muse list||

Blade (Honkai: star rail)

Asta (Honkai: star rail)

Dr. Veritas Ratio (Honkai: star rail)

Yukong (Honkai: star rail)

Sampo Koski (Honkai: star rail)

Sunday (Honkai: star rail)

Caelus (Honkai: Star rail)

Dan Heng (Honkai: star rail)

[beanmaster-pika]

*shakes my brain until a thought falls out like a nickel* As a nocturnal fae Lilia isn’t fond of sunlight and probably prefers the light of the moon, and his son who’s twisted from Aurora notably has silver hair rather than gold

[euesworld]

"She has the gentle hands of a gardener, tending to the stars in my heart, my heart beats softly.. she smiles and it beats a bit harder. I am a flower in her soft hands, blooming with grace. I sway with the breeze, my heart swelling like the sea.. oh these seas in me that need her everything. I am the flower, she is the gardener.. my heart beats softly, and then it beats harder."

She is so soft and gentle, tending to the roses in my soul - eUë

[untilyouremember]

The Fragrant Flower Blooms With Dignity

Available digitally on kmanga

Available in print

[zenogram]

In a wash of soft pastels, history blooms, Whispers of laughter dance through ancient rooms. Time drips like watercolor, vibrant and free, Joy spills from the pages, a bright tapestry. Where stories entwine in a sweet, gentle sway, The colors of yesterday paint bright on today.

[donclairenf]

[someweirdoreblogger]

Death is often greeted or associated with flowers, incorporating that with Hades' personality makes me flutter, I'm a sucker for floral symbolism and character influence upon their canon world.