#my sweet alyssum

[lib-scribs]

I’ve been super obsessed with flower fairies atm so I wanted to try make my own! Say hello to sweet alyssum <3

[samirafee]

#LOBULARIA MARITIMA - SWEET ALYSSUM - STRAND-SILBERKRAUT

@samirafee

[los-plantalones]

sweet alyssum

[wyrm-in-the-apple]

Birthday gift for @the-kk-crow! It’s their versions of little Dream and Nightmare, back when they were kids playing with flower crowns.

(Night’s is made of buttercups and poison ivy; thankfully neither twin has issues with the latter, since skeletons have no skin! ^_^)

[archaalen]

[lamiafaae]

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Experimental sweet alyssum vertical planter

[majeoeje]

In the afternoon of this garden

Teru Minamoto x reader

Your touch that should have lingered far longer disappeared and left me to grow cold

"Teru...do tell me. Would you exorcist me if i was an apparition?"

You say in a tone that was unfamilliar to him, a soft, frigid tone, with a tinge of timid and nervousness that laces your voice.

.

"In a heartbeat"

●●●

That day flashes Teru's mind seconds as he hesitated to draw his blade, the lightning that usually emitted from it dims down to small stings of electric waves

Today isn't as different as that day teru said to his mind. Nothing changed. He convinced himself

Though the pouring rain may beg to differ

"Ahhh- my alyssum is dying!!" You moped, hovering an umbrella over it, in an attempt to save it even just a little bit knowing well that the recent pouring rain of japan would kill this plant of yours

You failed to notice right behind you he stood. Teru's heart thump in a suffocating way

Thump

.

Thump

.

Thump.

.

Each and every heartbeat felt like it's going to rip his chest open

Lightning struck from from faraway, though when the light flashed your figure his eyes widened.

He shook his head, it's only an illussion, he must be imagining things...nothing's changed. He looks up after noticing your form no longer holds a shadow

There's no way you're...

The gurgling sound of thunder followed

You didn't flinch. You were used to lightning after all

"Maybe i should build a hut for my plants" you joked, looking back to him. Raising an eyebrow at his stiffness, he stood there unmoving, contemplating on his next move.

"And here i thought i was devastated! Ahahaha!" you joked once again, trying to lift up the mood, despite him staying silent. Your laugh only sounding like a distant voice outside of his dome of thoughts that he locked himself into

You went up to him, still frozen, now lifting the umbrella to him, worried he might get sick by how damped his uniform was getting, letting the rain hit you

Though you failed to notice for how much you stood in the rain, your uniform stayed ever so dry

"Teru are you okay?" Your hand went to his cheek

You remain unfazed while Teru stood there still frozen from how he couldn't feel anything from the contact

the proof was right on his face yet he seeks more excuses .

He denied it. How you complained about how your friends ignored you, how you always feel cold these days, how you're never hungry or thirsty, how you would smile and say your body never hurts anymore. Each and every change that you present to him he ignored. He ignored every sign.

Perhaps he wanted to keep you longer than you should've lingered.

But with this simple gesture, it feels like reality is forcing him to wake up out of his stupid dream and just end your suffering.

Funny how he never once thought there would be a future where he is not by your side, yet now maybe it felt like a distant dream.

He tried to remember that day again, closing his eyes, not wanting you to see how reddened his eyes are now

●●●

"In a heartbeat." he said

A cruel answer to give to the one you cherish in this very lovely garden. He never really payed the gardening club a frequent visit. But now he wishes he did seeing you tending your garden with such care, it brings a smile to his face. Distracting him from the nonsensical question you had just asked

Though you gave him a meaningful look, a look he didn't understand at that moment, it confused him at that moment, yet he payed no mind to it

"I know"

You had always confused him. But he wouldn't mind being confused the rest of his life, if that means you'd stay with him till the end

●●●

"Oh Teru..don't cry"

you said, awakening him from his sweet daydream of a memory of you, as he now opened his eyes to the harsh bitter reality

He wondered how you could've noticed his tears in this heavy pour

"I can't-.. i can't..." his voice cracked, he only wished the rain could covers his plead to the gods wishing that this was just a long dreadful dream

"How could i even possibly-... you.."

he couldn't bring himself to finish that very sentence, the very person that he loved with all his heart became a being that he swore to erase

You've seen a lot of side of him, even a side which he cried and stuttered. Yet each and everytime you witness it always breaks your heart

You looked into his eyes, maybe for the last time. He could tell by the look in your eyes that you knew all along. It hurts him even more

All the signs...it wasn't just signs, it was sirens of clues that you lit for him to see. Yet he chose to close his eyes

With each and every thump on his chest, he can't bring himself to do it, he fell to the ground clutching his chest, his katana made a loud clunk when it collided to a stone, making it ring through the garden in an eerie way

You kneeled in front of him embracing him in what he feels like a gush of wind

"I know"

.

.

.

(I srsly forgot most of things in tbhk but i do remember being obsessed to this guy)

[thatpikmin]

There are so many amazing artist, so let’s spread love with some flower love language

These flower meanings are based on the book “flowers and their meanings” by Karen azouley. So the meaning will be different!!!

Bathbomb

—————————— Flowers ———————————

Blue violet - faithfulness

sycamore - curiosity

Purple pansy - you occupy my thoughts

Carnation - strong and pure love

ranunculus - I am dazzled by your charms

Sweet William - gallantry

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Cherrybomb

—————————— Flowers ———————————

Cranberry blossom - cure for heartache

Ivy - marriage

Olive branch - peace

Milkvetch - your presence softens my pain

locust flower - affection beyond the grave

Red and white roses (together) - unity

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Reversal

—————————— Flowers ———————————

Pink - boldness

Four leaf clover - be mine

Greater celandine - first sigh of love

White fraxinella - passion

Mugwort - happiness

lilac primrose - confidence

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Fishsticks

—————————— Flowers ———————————

Wisteria - welcome, Fair stranger

Lilac - First emotion of love

Morning glory - affection

Stephanotis - will you accompany me to the east?

Iris - message

White camillia - perfect loveliness

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Godmode

—————————— Flowers ———————————

Yellow tulip - hopeless love

Buttercup - childishness

Hembane - imperfection

Jonquil daffodil - I desire a return of affection

Lesser celandine - joys to come

Shooting star - you are my divinity

Honeysuckle - bonds of love

(Why is there so many yellow flowers)

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Campfire

—————————— Flowers ———————————

Chervil - sincerity

Kennedia - mental beauty

Alyssum - tranquility

Clematis - Mental Beauty

Bridal rose - happy love

Flax - I feel your kindness

White bellflower - gratitude

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Pufferfish

—————————— Flowers ———————————

Knotgrass - restoration

Chestnut trees - do me justice

Crepis - protection

Almond blossom - hope

A bunch of dahlia - my graditude exceeds your care

Sedum - tranquility

——————————���———————————————————

Nightlight

—————————— Flowers ———————————

Plum blossoms - keep your promises

Pear blossom - comfort

Daisy - innocence

Lily of the valley - return of happiness

Sweet alyssum - worth beyond beauty

Corepsis - Always cheerful

Strawberry blossom - perfect goodness

(All white)

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I want to say that this was ment to represent the ships as a whole (since the creators of the slugcat designs are known as the CEO of said ship, with the exception of FishSticks, I don’t know who the CEO of FishSticks is and if it is pansear I wanted to use different designs to make them all unique) and not the aus the creators made, if any other these ships are inaccurate, I’m sorry.

If the creator does not wish to have their designs displayed or shown off, their designs will be removed and replaced with someone elses

Credits to the character designs

@pansear-doodles

@draagu

@pookapufferfish

@beansmakinbooks

@sugarr-moon

@twocakesinacup

@scrufflesksunnide

Yall are amazing artists, keep on inspiring others ❤️

This was supposed to come out on on Valentine’s Day

[vi-visected]

merlin & arthur flower arrangements

arthur - gladiolus/sword lily, courage. yellow rose, friendship*. mulberry, “i will not survive you”.

merlin - blue daisy, long-term loyalty and trust. sweet alyssum, immortal love. zephyr lily/magic lily/rainflower, “i must atone for my sins, i will never forget you”.

*in some cases, yellow rose may also symbolize extreme betrayal

[petaltexturedskies]

Firefly lights open and vanish high as the tip buds of the golden glow low as the sweet alyssum flowers at my feet. Moon-shimmer on leaves and trellises, moon-spikes shafting through the snow ball bush.

Amy Lowell, from "The Garden by Moonlight" in Pictures of the floating world: poems; originally published September 1919

[i984]

Finally Hers

|Pairing|: Wednesday Addams x gender neutral reader.

|Genre|: Fluff 💞

|Warnings|: Stalking, mentions of gore, Wednesday being mean, mouth-on-mouth kissing, ooc Wednesday Addams.

|Summary|: You're caught in the act (in a library no less), now what?

|Word count|: 1.2k words

|A/n|: This was kinda rushed but I hope you enjoy!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Masterlist

Shit.

How could this happen?

The following two weeks since your last encounter with Wednesday Addams had been peaceful--or suspiciously uneventful--you thought to yourself. You had feared for your life, half-expecting for the raven-haired girl to confront you after the last time she caught you approaching her with a creepy stare in your eyes.

But nope, the weeks passed, and you continued with your unusual schedule, mostly consisting of you stalking the girl of your nightmares from afar. At least, that was the case until today--you've settled yourself in one of the hexagonal tables in the school's library with stacks of books around the table to hide your figure--when Wednesday took a seat across the table. Your table.

Wednesday always seats at the same table--the one in the dark corner of the room, every week at the same hour; a piece of information you've successfully gathered after extensive "research" on the girl. And you use this information to admire her every week at this very hour from a safe distance, only to find her seating at your table directly across from you today.

You had observed her movement when she entered the room--with a book in hand, her stride full of confidence, no trace of hesitation to be found.

...and then she walked straight in your direction, and you swear to god you've never ducked your head so fast in your entire life.

When you dared to peer through the gaps of your heavily stacked books, the girl in front of you already had her nose stuck in her book, her lips pursed in concentration. With Wednesday sitting closer than ever to you--suddenly blessed with the breathtaking sight of her figure--you can't help but notice her features; the ones you never get to see because you've always been watching her from afar.

Strays of light hit her face, sharpening her features in all the right places. Her eyes dart over the pages, and you can't help but admire the brown in them. Her lashes are full, eyebags adorning her face giving her a deliciously daunting look. Her lips are a dark color--a beguiling burgundy. She has freckles softly scattered across her nose and cheeks, and soft strains of her hair fall to the sides--framing her face perfectly. 

Your eyes trailed down to her sharp jaws, then to her slender arms, and to the fingers that are gripping the edges of her book firmly. Your heart skips a few beats at the sight--everything about her is so mesmerizing. And as you take a deep slow breath, you could smell a hint of sweet alyssum--the flower vaguely resembling the pattern on her coat.

As your line of sight trailed back up to her face and her eyes, you yelped back in your seat--her gaze piercing holes right into your own--your books falling off the table at the impact of your motion.

You quickly scrambled to your feet, ready to bolt at the entrance.

You've been caught, you thought to yourself.

And if you don't get out of the room right now, who knows what kind of torture Wednesday would inflict upon you? Though torment coming from her does seem like something you'd gladly take, for now, you are set on fleeing this place and never returning.

And as your legs move, ready to sprint, suddenly you feel a strong tug at the hem of your shirt--your body suddenly lurching her way, while Wednesday stepped back releasing her grip--and you find yourself stumbling forward, barely managing to catch yourself from face-planting to the ground.

"I know what you've been doing," Wednesday stated while stepping forward, "You've been following me. Why would you do that? Did somebody send you to spy on me? Monitor my schedules and activities?" 

Her voice was cold and harsh, and you feel yourself cowering before her, unable to answer her pointed questions. 

"You're quite good at your job, I'll give it to you. For a while now I've felt like someone was trailing me, watching my every move. And I couldn't figure out who until Christmas. But when I look at your face, I knew it was you."

You stepped back, and she took two steps forward, cornering you into one of the bookshelves. You look behind Wednesday and you see a couple of students have turned their heads at the commotion, and you can hear them murmuring.

"What was your intention, approaching me and my friends that day? Were you trying to hurt them?" At this, you blurted out a response from your short-circuiting brain.

"N-NO! Of course not! I would never do that to you- I mean to your friends and you. I was just..." you trailed off, your eyes not daring to meet her gaze.

"You were what? Answer me." Her stance seems to relax a bit, but her voice is still as stern as ever.

You stumbled on your words but quickly took a deep breath after seeing the look on her face.

"It's just that ...I have a crush on you," Wednesday pulls back a bit at your sudden confession, her brows raised in puzzle. 

Your heart drops at her reaction, but you willed yourself to continue. "And I know it doesn't excuse all the following and the stalking, and I know it's creepy, and now you probably hate me and feel disgusted, and I'm terribly sorry," you sobbed out, tears falling down your cheek.

"But I would never hurt you or any of your friends, I swear on my life," you continued. "The thing is, I would die for you Wednesday, kill for you if you ask me to. I will go to Tartarus and come back with Cronus' heart if you wish for it. You can rip my heart out and you'll find it beating for you," your breathing quickens as you speak, "All things impossible I can do for you, but I would never. Hurt. You."

Wednesday stared at you wide-eyed, her mouth gaping ever so slightly. Never in her life had she seen someone so blindly devoted to her, and the heartfelt speech you delivered has suddenly made you her one coveted dream. 

You watch as Wednesday straighten herself up, her feet taking a half-step closer to you. You can feel your heart pounding against your chest, your head spinning as breathing isn't your brain's priority. 

Her brows relaxed and her jaw opens as she speaks, 

"And if I carve your chest and break your ribs, pull your lungs out, and stick a straw in it, would you drink the red for me?" she muttered the last sentence underneath her breath, dark-brown eyes looking straight into your own--daring you to answer her question.

"Gladly, until the very last drop of it," you breathed out. 

And at that, Wednesday grabs the collar of your shirt, and you feel her soft lips press against yours. Your head bumps against the bookshelves behind you; her sweet-flowery smell invaded your scent--overwhelming you--and the surging tide of warmth washes over you, leaving you limp. 

And before you know it, you were kissing her back, and at that moment you realize;

You were finally hers.

[bangtanhoneys]

Namjoon & Bora: Sweet Alyssum

It had become a tradition ever since Bora was born that Namjoon would buy her a book and a plant every birthday. The book collection had outgrown the plant collection but there was always one plant that kept coming back stronger each time - Sweet Alyssum.

Namjoon had planted it in a large pot on his balcony which then had been transferred to Grace & Jin’s place, where it continued to grow with his care. But now it was time to teach the little one to care for the plant that had been bought, cared for and grown in her name. 

He helped Bora pull on her kid-size gardening gloves and made sure her clothes were well protected, her hair pulled into pigtails that suited her six-year-old face. Hazel eyes curiously looked over the tools that Namjoon had brought along - adult size and kid size. 

“So, Bora, we’re going to take a look at your plant since it needs a bit of pruning and sorting out,” he said as he plonked Bora on his lap with the large plant pot in front of him. “You hold this,” he added as handed her a pair of kid-size garden scissors.

Little fingers held on tightly but she was paying attention, watching as he pointed out a branch of the plant that had obviously wilted in the Seoul heat. “We’re going to cut that off and then another branch will take its place next year,” Namjoon explained and watched as Bora carefully cut the branch off. “Perfect.”

They began to deadhead some of the flowers, those ones that look wilted and dead, brown and crispy rather than the purple that they should be. Bora carefully followed every instruction her Uncle Joon gave her, learning how the plant started from a seed then grew to this large plant, just like she would do soon as she was only six but within four years she would be ten and then it wouldn’t be long till she was a teenager.

That was a horrible thought to Namjoon as he watched the little girl that Bangtan had fallen in love with the moment they knew about her existence. Of course, most of them had gone to start their own families but she was the original and the first Bangtan baby. So she held a close place in all their hearts.

“You okay, Uncle Joon?” she asked, taking the glove off that was covered in soil and pressing a hand to his cheek where he realised he had been crying. 

“I’m fine Bora, just thinking about you growing up and how you’ll be too old to do this with your uncle.”

She gave a smile, one little dimple popped up on the left side of her mouth. She looked like Jungkook when she did that but that dimple looked like Namjoon. She was the complete embodiment of BTS in one little body. 

“I’ll never be too old for my uncles, especially you Uncle Joon. After all, who is going to help with my homework?”

[kumabeom]

this love - kang taehyun

letter 17 ; long live all the magic we made

synopsis: what happens when soccer player!kang taehyun, who isn’t focused on school but is smart enough to pass, sees yn walk in the hallways nearly everyday after homecoming. taehyun’s new hallway crush begins to grow into something bigger, but what happens when he has to make a choice between yn or continuing to fail school ? will taehyun be able to focus on sports, classes, and trying to win yn over ?

pink rose petals fell around you, a few landing on the top of your head. small giggles erupting behind you as you turned your head only to see taehyun, spotting the culprit of the petals that landed around and even on top of you. your giddy boyfriend was smiling from ear to ear, pulling you into his grasp. the sun was setting adding an ethereal effect on taehyun, his smile shining like the sunshine that laid upon the two of you.

“tyun !!” you cheerfully greeted, feeling engulfed in his warmth and comfort. pure joy rising in your eyes, wrapping your arms around his waist and putting, you pressed a kiss onto his cheek. the two of you pulled away from each other’s hold, staring lovingly into each others eye’s intoxicating one another with love. receiving a weakness in your knees from just how much adoration taehyun was gifting you with.

“follow me !” he grabbed your hand, gently dragging you over to a nearby park bench, pink azalea flowers laying on top of the wooden table. sweet alyssum’s lingering around on top of the table. a small paper resting in the bouquet of pink azalea’s with taehyun’s handwriting spelling ‘prom ?’ you picked up the piece of paper, smile unknowingly overtaking your face. “will you ? will you do me the honor and allow me to take you to prom ?” taehyun asked, holding onto your hands, inches apart from your face, face to face. eye contact being held as you somehow grew a smile even wider than the one that was previously on your face.

“of course !! oh my gosh taehyun!” your eyes full of love and pure happiness. it was as if your eyes were truly shining, taehyun wished this moment could last forever. he wished that he could always have his hands in yours, he wanted to spend his entire life making you happy. he wanted to continue sending these secret messages through floral communication. something about the way that it would make you so excited, he wanted to always see you smile with the biggest smile that you could ever have.

“taehyun.” yeonjun called out, pulling taehyun back into reality. taehyun blinked a few times, finding himself in his bed, all cozied up with a soft pillow underneath his cheek. he quickly sat up though, not remembering ending the night this way. in fact, he had stayed up until the crack of dawn, at least that’s was the last thing he remembered. his eyes felt like they had such a heavy weight on top of them, he had just won the season and yet it didn’t feel like a moment of celebration. although he had achieved such a huge milestone, he had lost the one thing that had even allowed himself to achieve his goal. not only had you ensured his spot in the team, but you kept him going in general. he wanted to win for you ! he didn’t even care as much about winning for himself anymore, he just wanted to make you proud that he was your boyfriend. was as in past tense, taehyun still couldn’t wrap his mind around that, he didn’t want to. he didn’t want to come to terms with the fact that the two of you were no longer together, he didn’t want to even think about the shit he told you, he didn’t want to think about how you were even doing, because he was afraid that it would just break him down again. he didn’t even deserve to think about you, not after everything he told you.

��you good ?” yeonjun once again attempted to get the words out of taehyun. yeonjun’s heart ached for the boy as he saw his tears well up, he had never seen taehyun in such a state. the two of them had been the closest of friends since middle school, which was why taehyun felt particularly hurt when yeonjun was upset with him after the entire nari situation. yeonjun pulled taehyun’s fragile figure into his arms.

“i miss yn so much,” taehyun mumbled, feeling the tears slowly drip down his cheek before being absorbed into yeonjun’s shirt. “d-didn’t wanna hurt them..”

“well then, let’s fix all of this before it’s too late..” yeonjun smiled softly at taehyun, pulling him away for a second so taehyun could see the comforting grin that yeonjun put on just for him, even if it was fake, it instilled some kind of comfort into taehyun as he simply just nodded his head. two other people barged into taehyun’s room, soobin and huening kai innocently entered the room. falling witness to taehyun’s small outburst, eyes already completely puffed up.

you weren’t in a much better state either. laying in your bed, staring at the ceiling, playing all different kinds of break up music as tears filled up your eyes. blurry view of the ceiling as you attempted to make out any kind of interesting thing of the flat and uninteresting ceiling. for some reason, you felt bed ridden, you felt as if your body was a heavy. you couldn’t get up from your bed no matter the amount of inspiring videos that you watched. you heard footsteps of your brother coming towards your room, immediately wiping off the tears and sitting up, grabbing your phone and pretending to be looking at something important.

however, once the door opened, it revealed sunghoon’s silhouette. he entered your room, seeing traces of ning ning’s presence before he arrived. you had spent 14 minutes alone before sunghoon’s arrival and within that time you managed to listen to all too well by taylor swift, as it brought out all the emotions you were feeling. in fact, you could just about put yourself in the song. the silly butterflies that taehyun gave you which only led you to feel such despair. you didn’t share the same exact experience as whatever taylor was going through when she was young, however, you were feeling the same range of emotions. from happiness and thinking that you were the most joyful person in the entire world to fire fueled anger and a tearful feeling. you were so sure that taehyun was going to be the person to love you the best way that you could ever imagine, but now.. well now you knew it was all just a dirty little lie, at least that’s what taehyun had told you. but why destroy you, he didn’t need to love you the way that he did, he could’ve easily just befriended you and leave. but he didn’t, he made you believe that he had passionate feelings for you even when he didn’t. was it your fault ? or was it actually just an entire lie ?

“ynie ?” sunghoon spoke, cutting the silence in half with his words. you blinked up at him sharing a tiny grin before realizing that your music was still on. ‘and you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest.’ you hadn’t realized that the song was on loop, ‘i’m a crumpled up piece of paper lying here.’ and well it was too late to stop it now, because now the tears were returning, you happy facade was so easily torn apart by the idea of taehyun. not even 24 hours ago, the two of you were so happily entangled in each other’s warmth. giving each other the most loving and gentle stares ever. sunghoon sat the end of your bed, spreading out his arms, inviting you into a warm embrace, which you gladly accepted, not being able to decline the slightest bit of affection. “cmon ! let’s do something productive, how about we clean your room, how does that sound ?”

you instinctively nodded your head. wiping your tears for the nth time this morning, your snot designated towel was of no use as it was completely used up. you got up from your bed with a bit of help from sunghoon as your stubborn body was refusing to get up, however, sunghoon somehow helped you get up. between the two of you, cleaning your room was such an easy task which was ironic because you really thought that you wouldn’t be able to. however the two of you settled back into your now made bed. throwing a small christmas designed blanket on top of the two of you. turning on the tv and putting on a random disney movie. the thought of taehyun couldn’t leave your mind, nor could it leave sunghoon’s as he felt a tendency to tell you everything that taehyun told him. he truly wanted to tell you everything because he trusted taehyun’s word, he only trusted him because he knew the kind of person that heeseung was. and he just couldn’t watch you fall victim to his so hurtful and cruel actions.

“yn.” sunghoon spoke up, getting the tissue box ready in case you were going to breakdown due to his talk about taehyun..

“yeah, hoon.”

“about taehyun… i think- i think it was all heeseung. remember that night, he said it was heeseung’s doing.. and i believe him, unlike ning ning and beomgyu. i believe him because i’ve seen how heeseung is.”

you simply just blinked at the boy, not responding..

©️kumabeom

azalea : associated with care for loved ones, love, and passion.

sweet alyssums : “worth beyond beauty” or “sweetness of soul”

this love taglist : @run2seob @soobadooba @soobnuuy @pockychuwu @crazynyctophilia @rencarnationofangel @esther-kpopstan @mrsyawnzzn @matcha-binz @michinri @hanstarrs @ariam-96 @pinkheadflowers @kittyhyuka @run4gyu @txnwvc

[archaalen]

Progress

[writingjourney]

Appreciation Post for @leezlelatch ♡

Happy Birthday, my love. You're not only my favorite writer but also one of my favorite people and I am so glad I have you in my life ♡

I can't imagine you've been in this fandom and haven't read anything by my beautifully talented friend but here is her masterlist if you want to binge which I highly suggest. In the following bit I will introduce you to some of my favorite fics of hers as well :)

Copia x Reader

How You Came to Co-Parent a Rat

This is a beautiful series consisting of six parts that is the fluffiest thing you will ever read. Copia is perfect in this and you will fall in love with Portobello as well. This is the fic that we bonded over and I will forever cherish it ♡

Sniffles and Snuggles

A super sweet sick fic that she wrote for me and that made me feel better immensly.

Brightness at the Heart of My Love

A super sweet and hot equally smut fic about your first time with the Cardinal. I remember how she sent me excerpts as she wrote it and I completely lost my mind over it. It's just so good.

A Cardinal Truth

One of the most touching and emotional fics I've ever read about worshipping Copia's body, especially his belly. It's beautiful and hot and everything you could ever need.

Terzo x Reader

The World We Knew

One of my favorite Terzo fics ever. It is filled with interesting conversation and character exploration. If you aren't already you WILL fall in love with him reading this.

What I Was Made For

An incredible soft and loving Terzo comfort fic that gave me all the feels.

Secondo x Reader

Nave of Hearts

Also a fic that drove me nuts when I got previews for it, equally filled with interesting character explorations as well as soft love at first sight that will have you melting.

Bite and Aftercare

Beautiful and super hot Secondo smut, hands down my favorite I've read and re-read many times, as well as sweet aftercare that doesn't shy away from the fact that he isn't the youngest anymore.

Primo x Reader

Dahlias

"I need more Primo smut" – I said that and half an hour later you somehow managed to write one of my favorite spicy Primo fics ever.

Alyssum

Soft soft Primo fluff that makes my heart so happy. I'm so glad she shows him the appreciation and love he deserves in her fics. If you're not into Primo I highly suggest reading these stories because they will make you fall for him :)

This is a long post and I could have literally put all of her fics in here because they are all my favorites. Please check out all of those stories and support @leezlelatch because I know for a fact there will be many more amazing stories coming to you ♡

[technicallymaximumkitty]

Angel's tears

ok, bad fanfic i just slapped together, brain rot is eating me alive

(spoilers for Hazbin Hotel and Vulgar Language)

Charlie smiles to herself, straightening her bowtie. Looking into the mirror she smiled to herself, she had gone so far. It was several weeks after that fateful day and everything felt like it was falling into place, at least to her. They rebuilt the hotel, her dad was now a constant part of her life, and they had several new patrons! The wild Cherri bomb, the rebellious Crymini, and the inventor Baxter, all believing in her cause! Taking one more deep breath she straightened herself with a sparkle in her eye. Today was a new day!

She made her way down to the lobby where the air felt off. Everyone was peering over Vaggie’s shoulders, Vaggie herself holding something.

“What’s going on?” Charlie asked, her curiosity piped. Angel dust looked up, “looks like princess got a message from heaven.”

Charlie froze, a message from heaven? What do they want? Heaven hasn't reached out since the last extermination. Dread built up in her stomach as she made her way to the group.

Husk grumbled to himself before taking a swig of unlabeled liquor, “what would those fuckers want?” 

Vaggie handed Charlie the message. It was written on golden like paper with sky blue scrawl, and also smelled like Sweet Alyssum. At any other moment she would have been delighted to get such a sweet scented letter. Charlie unrolled the scroll to read the message:

Dear Charlotte Morningstar;

You are requested to meet with the Seraphim in heaven at 11:30 Am, Thursday. It would be of most delight if you agreed to our meeting.

Best Wishes

Charlie swallowed, the Seraphims? They Seraphims wanted to meet with her? Today? This could only spell disaster especially after their last disastrous meeting.

“Charlie?” Vaggie reached out gently, grabbing Charlie’s hand. Charlie took a deep breath, trying to straighten out her emotions.

“The Seraphims request my presence today.” The room fell quiet.

“You mean those people who you met with when we went to the bar?” Niffty piped up.

“Those assholes that spilled that Vaggie was an angel?” Angel dust tilted his head. 

Vaggie’s eyes widened as she grabbed Charlie. “You're not seriously thinking of going?” 

Charlie sighed, steeling her nerves, “what other choice do I have? Say no?”

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Did they ask about me?” Niffty raised her hands, bouncing around in excitement. 

“You don’t think this is about Adam do you?” Vaggie tightened her grip on Charlie.

“No, this is gonna be a nice and friendly meeting between chums!” Angel snarked with an eye roll.

“You're not helping.” Vaggie spat. 

“I don’t see any other reason they would ask for Charlotte.” a voice piped from the walls.

“Fuck!” groaned Charlie. Of course they had questions about the extermination, of course they would! 

“So what are you gonna do?” husk raised an eyebrow. 

“I have to go.” Charlie sighed, “it’s a diplomatic problem and as the princess of Hell, who caused all of this, I have to own up.” looking at the clock it read 11;29.

“And you think you're going alone?” Vaggie asked. Charlie took Vaggie’s hands with a soft smile.

“I won’t force you to come along-”

“I’ll stop you right now, I'm going.” 

“H-hey do you think we could tag along?” Angel asked with a shy smile. Niffty started to giggle, clapping her hands, jumping up and down.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, it could be taken as a threat if we all went, especially with how thin the ice is right now.” Vaggie said. Charlie nodded along.

“I agree. It’s best if we try to be as unhostile as possible.” 

Angel sighed a little, “worth a shot.”

A portal opened it was almost the same song and dance as before. Charlie took Vaggie’s hand, “we’ll be back soon, hopefully.”

“Hey stay safe kid.” said husk. He raised his bottle towards Charlie in condolences. Charlie returned with a nod.

* * *

The room was blue and silver, brightly lit and definitely not the pearly gates. Scratching the back of her head Charlie looked around.

“This is new.” Vaggie took a defensive stance, “and might be a trap.”

Charlie grimaced, “maybe but-”

The door to the room swung open and in a silver flash Charlie was tackled to the ground.

“Hey!” Vaggie growled about ready to jump on whatever ran over her girlfriend.

“Charlie! Vaggie! Hi! I'm so glad you decided to join!” 

“Emily?” Charlie asked. Indeed it was Emily, the only Seraphim that stood up with her and her ideas, “you were the one to invite me?”

Emily vigorously nodded her head, her smile widening. “Yes! Yes I am, I have important news for you!” Emily grabbed Charlie pulling her to her feet before dragging her, “you’ll never believe it, I almost didn't-”

Vaggie stood in the way between Emily and the door. “What do you think you're doing?” Vaggie growled, her eye squinting. 

“Hey Vaggie it’s ok I-”

“No! Charlie! She can’t just drag you off like that!” 

Emily cleared her throat, “I understand why you might be defensive but this is really, really, really, really important! And you need to see it!” 

Charlie smiled, “see Vaggie? It’s ok.”

Vaggie huffed “Fine.” Emily smiled quickly making it to the door.

“But,” Vaggie raised her finger to Emily’s face, “i'm coming with.” Emily smiled.

* * * 

After a too long hallway they were brought into a room the exact same to the one they arrived in. Emilt jumped up and down clapping her hands. She was giddy, so giddy.

“So what’s the important thing we needed to see?” Charlie smiled.

“Yes! Of course, um,um take a seat! I’ll be right back!” Emily quickly shot out of the room before another word could be spoken.

The two of them took a seat at the golden office table.

Vaggie sighed “Looks like this isn't about-” she was abruptly cut off by Charlie.

“Let’s not jinx it.” she gave a nervous smile, ringing her hands out. Charlie trusted Emily but that didn't stop her from worrying still.

“Hey it’s ok, I got you.” Vaggie gently put a hand on Charlie’s shoulder. Charlie softly smiled. 

“Thank’s Vaggie.”

The door was kicked open, the Seraphim flying in giggling. Charlie braised herself for what was next.

Charlie’s jaw dropped, it looked like, but it couldn't be, could it? 

“Charlie? Vaggie?” it was! Sir Pentious stood in front of them, in heaven.

“You? Sir Pentious!” Charlie ran over and hugged her friend, “you, we, we thought you died!” she smiled with tears in her eyes.

“Asss did I.” Sir Pentous nodded. Hugging Charlie back.

“It worked, you, you did it! You made it to heaven!”