#lily

[honeyluvsw]

would you mind doing one with different coloured lilies ? love your aesthetic sense and blog curation btw ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

lily pngs ! credit not necessary for pngs! like or reblog to use, don't repost as your own please.

[sipsnettletea]

sugar, spice, and everything nice is lily

salt, vinegar, and everything sinister is barty

As an alternative to 'sugar, spice, and everything nice'

I present: 'salt, vinegar, and everything sinister'

[catnoli]

blue shark & blue lilies! 🐛🫐🍡 this was the silly mail postcard for april. if you joined in march, youll get it in april :]

[littlealienproducts]

Lily & Bead Necklace by LolaTapiocapearls

[kuridelblack]

Lily 🌻☀️ The sweet fairy with one of the most beautiful gardens! She really loves taking care of plants!

Her book had a very cute ending!!

[pickle-juice-enjoyer]

My version of grown Lily

I Gideonfied her a bit much

Not my oc, its @crowliphale

I adore Lily and really wanted to draw her

[beebeedibapbeediboop]

where would mathéo take lily to shop for new clothes? online for safety? or a nearby little thrift store? (and how would lily respond to the loss of custom clothing and downgrade of materials)

Mostly online but also thrift stores! Matheo also brings her to antique stores so she can look for stuff from the 20s :)

Lily doesn't like that the material is so cheap and thin nowadays...She also often asks why Matheo wears clothes too big for him sometimes

[softly-sirius]

This is the bi-sexual dream right here

hi lovely! could i please request poly jily and lipstick and a split lip! love you and your writing ❤️❤️

Thanks angel!

cw: brief mention of blood

poly!Jily x fem!reader ♡ 837 words

You’re all three bundled in your coats as you walk home, the nights still cold despite the warming days and the fair bit of alcohol in each of you. James is teasing Lily for her decision to wear a skirt in between offerings of his coat. 

“Mine works just as well as yours,” she insists, shivering. 

“No, but mine’s longer is the point. You’ve got those poor lovely legs completely exposed to the elements.” 

Lily gives him a wry (loving) look. Her legs are somewhat shorter than James’, but somehow she manages to walk so doggedly you’re both hurrying to keep up. “You really want me to stop so we can switch coats. That’s what you think I should do.” 

“I’d never tell you what to do,” James says automatically. You grin; your boyfriend is a smart man. “I’m only saying that while you look beautiful, you also look cold, and perhaps my longer coat could help with that.” 

“We’re almost home,” you point out. Your partners have managed to bicker entertainingly most of the way back from Marlene’s party. You’re within a couple blocks of your flat now. 

It’s a relief. The evening has been fun, but you don’t know a one of James’ friends that doesn’t make big to-do out of their birthday; between the getting dressed up, the dinner, and then the party itself at Marlene’s place, you’re very eager to get back to your own home, where your face wash and lip balm and your very warm comforter live. 

James takes you in. Your quick strides, head lowered against the wind, both arms crossed over your (unfortunately rather thin) coat. You and Lily have been luckless companions in your underestimation of the weather. 

“You look cold,” observes James. 

“I bet you say that to all your girlfriends.” 

He laughs. “Here, angel, take my coat.” 

“I don’t want your coat.” You swerve out of his reach, though he’s already taking it off. “Really, James, we’re nearly there.” 

“Yours is awful!”

“Why do you want to be rid of your coat so badly?” Lily asks, fishing out the key to your flat as you near the steps. 

“I’m trying to be chivalrous! Why will nobody have my coat?” 

“Chauvinist,” you quip. 

“All I’m offering is a decent coat, and of course I get cruelty in return.” 

“You think your coat must be so much better than either of ours, hm?” 

“It is! Yours is too short and yours is too thin.” Lily smiles as she unlocks the door, clearly enjoying watching you rile James. He throws up his hands. “I won’t be gaslit.” 

“You really think it’s your coat, or is it just that your oh-so-superior man body is keeping you warm?” 

James pushes you through the door to your flat as soon as it’s open, playfully rough. It’s unusual enough to startle a giggle out of you as you back away from him. “I’ll show you what my man body is good for,” he promises. 

You nearly trip over your own feet, laughing while James backs you down the hall until your thighs hit the edge of your bed. You hear Lily bolt the door. Her footsteps follow at an easier pace, but James is already ravaging you. 

“It’s not—chivalrous—” you manage between kisses, “if you’re only offering to—to—” 

“No, go on, finish.” James links his fingers through yours, kissing repeatedly at your top lip as you fight to contain your smile. “I wanna hear your thoughts on how sexist I am for—oh. Ouch.” 

For a moment you think you’ve hurt him somehow. You let your head fall back against the mattress, looking him over worriedly. It doesn’t occur to you that the ouch was in sympathy. 

“Sorry, lovie.” James sets his thumb to your lower lip. You recall why you’d been so desperate for chapstick a few minutes ago.  

“What did you do?” asks Lily, half weary and half fond. She’s well accustomed to the outcomes of you and James’ play fights. When she leans around him to see, her pretty features pull into a frown. “Oh,” she coos. 

It’s altogether too much concern for a split lip. “It’s fine.” You touch the origin of the sting, finding only a bit of blood on your fingertip. “Don’t be sorry.”

“This is what happens when I make you smile too hard,” James says mournfully. 

It makes you smile again. Both your partners tut at you for it. 

“Let’s keep the damage to a minimum,” Lily chides him, though she’s smiling too. She cups your cheek as you sit up, inspecting your lip. “It’s sort of hard to tell with your lipstick,” she says. “You look so lovely, sweetheart, but maybe it’s time to switch it out for some lip balm?” 

“Yeah,” you agree. Lily follows you into the bathroom. 

“Oh, is it time for the face washes?” James asks eagerly, getting up too.

“You’re not allowed to help anymore,” Lily reminds him. “You waste too much product.” 

“I know, just let me watch, yeah?” 

[irinajabenko]

[victoriadallonfan]

- Heavens 12.6

This was all a plot by Big Foil to steal Victoria’s spikes

[pigturtle]

SAINT lily

[technicallydelightfulpenguin]

I thought i am only who thinks that.

Charlie and Vaggie in the Making Fiends art style!

Charlie and Vaggie sounds a lot like Charlotte and Vendetta. I’m sensing a pattern here…

[mollybeenoel]

[apofiss]

Lily of the valley (=｀ω´=)☘️ You can grab wallpaper HERE!

[nopizzaaftermidnight]