#nymphaea's whispers
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winternymphaea · 1 month ago
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by edmund dulac (october 22, 1882 – may 25, 1953)
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brittle-doughie · 7 hours ago
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2nd attempt in sending this ask.
Integrity anon finally back, this has been sitting on my phone for months, mainly from procrastination and not being able to think of anything, took me listening to secret garden on loop to figure out how this would go but it's here now.
Y/n had been travelling for a few weeks after their departure from the village, they seem to be lucky cause it seems the next god is a little more closer to them than the Autonomy god. doesn't mean it's not far tho.
During Y/n's short stops in their journey, they realise that the flourishing plants grow much more faster and seem healthier than the average greenery back home, there also seems to be more animals than it should normally be, Y/n takes this as a sign that they're getting closer to their designation and so they continue their journey.
It's midnight now and the forest is still as lively as it was in the day, countless moths being attracted to Y/n's lantern(Y/n doesn't mind the moths, they find them beautiful), fireflies seen glowing in their peripheral vision, crickets are heard in the background, centipedes crawling on the forest floor, and bats flying in the night sky using echolocation to navigate their surroundings. They hear whispers after a few hours, and so they trek on.
The whispers quickly grow louder and a second later, they find a flourishing garden filled with nocturnal flowers with countless Nymphaeas floating on the water as a small water fall is seen at the back. In the middle of all the gorgeous plant life lies a statue of the Creation god, They walk towards the statue while being mindful of their steps as to not destroy any of the flowers, sits infront of the statue and falls asleep.
Y/n opens their eyes and is immediately greeted by the Creation god.
"Hello mortal cookie, I suppose your here from seeking me out with the guidance of a fellow god?"
Y/n, speechless by the beauty of the surroundings, simply nods. Before they could say their reason behind their visit, the Creation god interrupts them.
"*chuckles* Through your interactions with Truth and Autonomy, I already know your reason for being here little cookie, for your encounters with my fellow gods have strengthen our bond enough to be able to talk to each other once more, and this will be strengthen even more from interactions with two more gods."
The Creation god continues.
"Now then, walk towards me mortal cookie, I shall place my own emblem symbol over the mark of that beast cookie."
Y/n does so and an emblem symbol is placed over burning spice cookie's mark, removing it in the process. The emblem symbol is larger than the 2 previous emblem symbols, it appears on the entire front of the torso, it is an open egg with a fully grown tree sprouting out of it, with a seed in the middle of the tree trunk. It speeds up plant growth like trees or vegetables and ensures that the plants lives healthily.
"I wish you the best in your journey, mortal cookie."
Before the Creation god sends Y/n on their way, they speak once more.
"And I appreaciate you taking great care on where you step when walking in my garden, I have been nourishing both it and the forest with my abilities for more than a millennia. I'd appreciate it if you visit this place once in a while, farewell, mortal cookie."
And Y/n wakes up with an egg right next to them. The egg has a carved outline of a tree with a carved outline of a seed on the back, it can be cracked open and it will start to rapidly grow a fruit tree of one's choice, the tree's roots will also rapidly grow nearby plant life and will grow beautiful flowers of the respective area. Once the fruit is now fully grown, it can replenish strength when eaten, the fruit will not rot away so you are able to store the rest of the fruits for future use. When all fruits are picked off the tree, it will retreat back into the egg and the egg closes, ready to be cracked open again.
Y/n stands up as the compass points to a new direction, they watch where they step once more and begin their journey.
fun fact 1: This isn't too related to the story but basically I forgot about the soul jams. When I remembered them, searched them up and saw pure vanilla's I went "oh 👁️👄👁️" So now I went with pv's soul jam coming full circle with the Integrity of truth cuz why not.
fun fact 2: When the five integrity gods first learn about the beast marks they will at some point in their interaction with y/n, will inhale and do a long exasperated sigh like a parent dissapointed in their child.
Bonus:
I completely forgot to give a function to Autonomy's emblem symbol so here's a basic summary of it-
Autonomy's emblem symbol gives great amounts of physical energy, determination and perseverance when needed. This allows Y/n to surpass the strength limit of their body without consequences and be able to achieve what is deemed impossible.
Y/n was already op with the Truth god's emblem symbol, now with Autonomy's and Creation's emblem symbols? Yeah there's no way of defeating them, then again the emblem symbols are derived from powers of gods so it's reasonable on why having one already makes Y/n op.
-Integrity anon
I mean what can they do, really. Beasts like to mark what’s theirs with their own ways of doing so, Spice is just a bit blunt on that regard.
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stardust-in-my-mind-blog · 8 months ago
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sterling animus
I share my psyche with Odysseus
and he loves me as his Penelope
in this modern age of peace
he often sees the world as a lotus-eater
though I know he doesn't miss war
I laugh at his melancholy
grind nymphaea caerulea into cannabis and dried rose petals
light my sweet incense
tell him to breathe in the offering
together we become the wild oracle
when I am alone he embraces me
like a phantom of the opera he tells me
what awaits me when life is done with me
where we will go and what we will do
sometimes I think he's impatient for me
but I tell him I have far too much
still yet to do before leaving this body
least alone show the world the poetry
he whispers in my mind to write
besides you he is my favorite muse
he says I am his favorite holy ghost
and gives me the wisdom of Carl Jung
when my mind has me in a chokehold
and I'm convinced my spiritual calibration
and eccentric habits are a liability
he's a jealous sort
but often warms to the worthy
his presence makes those that seek to hurt me uncomfortable
for my wit becomes his sword
his dark wings rise from my shoulders
the wind of them tossing my scarlet hair
his fire lights the steel blue of my eyes
his energy warms my blood and flesh
and gives my intellect a sudden and sharp
violent sort of curiosity
my protector is not keen to war
but he does relish it
aren't I lucky to hold such a shadow?
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heartofspells · 2 years ago
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Snippet Sunday
(shhh, it's Sunday somewhere. could be here. how would you know?)
Thanks for the tag, @fonkeloog (also i will be diving into that doc every time you add something new to it after that snippet because my god, my heart)
We've been working on some (non-romantic, please don't get excited) Prongsfoot as a gift, yes we have. It's currently finished but I have no idea when it's coming because it's a companion to something else. Until then, have this!
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Sirius stops in front of him suddenly, his features morphing into something wrathful. "Say something!" he snaps viciously.
"Oh fuck," mumbles James, his eyes lifting slowly. Sirius deflates with it, understanding coursing through him, shoulders drooping as he drops to the bed beside James. "Fuck. You're bipolar."
Sirius shakes his head in denial, but James turns to face him, reaching out, hands gripping firmly around his upper arms, and Sirius goes still.
"You're bipolar, Sirius," he utters, recognition still dawning like a new day. "All the crashes, the addiction, the running off nothing for days and days, bolting away from us, always seeking more…fucking hell, you're bipolar."
"No," denies Sirius, but his voice is a whisper, resignation in his tone, heavy and thick. He falls forward, face pressing into his palms. "Fuck," he moans.
James reaches for him automatically, pulling Sirius into his arms with ease and grace, Sirius not resisting as he collapses into his embrace.
"It's fine," says James a bit robotically as everything settles into perfect place, his tone steadily shifting as he adjusts, seeing it for what it is, all that it means. "It's okay, Pads. You're okay. We can do this, you and me. Always you and me."
Tagging: @spikybanana @greenvlvetcouch @nymphaea-auri @soloorganaas @mooncat457writing @sweetpeasandlilies
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isleofmisfitmuses · 5 years ago
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Instead of singing to my muse, pls write a cute thing of Nymphaea singing to lil Kieran maybe? ^^
    Nymphaea looked down at the small toddler with his head in her lap, a content smile on her face as she ran a hand through his color shifting hair. There was so much she wished she could give to this precious gift that the man who had claimed her as his own had given her. Yet they were both fated to stay here, his toys until he tired of them and broke them at the first moment he could find an excuse. She would settle instead for giving him as much of herself as she could in the time they had to ensure that he didn’t get broken in this cruel court. For if they could not have a lifetime she wanted him to be happy with what they did have. 
    She started humming to him almost without thinking of it. Music was something most faeries were fond of and nixies were far from an exception to that. 
    “Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay                                                                              Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay.”
    “Lay down your head and I’ll sing you a lullaby                                            Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay                                                                            And I’ll sing you to sleep and I’ll sing you tomorrow                                        Bless you with love for the road that you go.” 
    “May you sail far to the far fields of fortuneWith diamonds and pearls at your head and your feetAnd may you need never to banish misfortuneMay you find kindness in all that you meet.”
    “May there always be angels to watch over youTo guide you each step of the wayTo guard you and keep you safe from all harmLoo-li, loo-li, lai-lay.”
    “May you bring love and may you bring happinessBe loved in return to the end of your daysNow fall off to sleep, I’m not meaning to keep youI’ll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay.”
    “May there always be angels to watch over youTo guide you each step of the wayTo guard you and keep you safe from all harmLoo-li, loo-li, lai-lay, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay.”
    “Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-layLoo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-layLoo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-layLoo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-layLoo-li, lai-lay.”
    She sighed happily, the rhythmic breathing of her son giving away that the song had in fact done what it was intended to do. “You are so very precious my little dark one,” she whispered, staying still so as to not disturb the young nixie.
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traitorwhoyoulove · 7 years ago
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A friend of mine is new to The 100 and asked me to recommend some fics that I’ve enjoyed. As per usual for me, I ended up with a much longer list than expected and I decided to share here. This is nowhere near all of the fics that I’ve fallen in love with, but I would definitely recommend checking out some of these awesome stories. I didn’t tag authors in this solely because I’m lazy and didn’t have time to look everyone up, but all credit goes completely to them and they are amazing.
Drabble Collections
Arkadia – HawthorneWhisperer
The Thirteenth Bunker – HawthorneWhisperer
Good Times Gonna Come – caramelle
One-Shots
Canonverse
The Stars up Above, Directionless and Drifting – simonetta
Turning Puddles into Oceans – mauraders_groupie
Watercolors – rashaka
in the silence between worlds (that’s where I’ll find you) – viansian
You’re Just Another Recovering Heart – prosciutto
A Blush of Love – marmvg
Upward Over the Mountain – storyskein
Hearts Like Ours – verbaepulchellae
Going Courtin’ – Frea_O (this whole series is really good)
Hands All Over – winterwaters
darkest of marks – importantmetaphors
just the beating of our hearts – twilightstargazer
Strong Like an Ox – LaughingSenselessly
Soap – verbaepulchellae
First and Last of Your Kind – verbaepulchellae
The Mating Habits of the Earthbound Sky Person – Chash
Inconceivable – jaegermighty
tell our stories on these walls – glowing horizons
Eight Minutes Against a Tree – crystalkei
Just Come Find Me – saem
coastal waters - saem
AU
the clockmaker (fixer of hearts) – MercuryM
subscriptions – ofhobbitsandwomen (litvirg)
In the Skylines up Ahead – prosciutto
Focal Point – grumpybell
We Are Undone by Each Other – tacosandflowers
I’ve Been Dreaming of You from the Other Side (I Know You So Well) – Chash
Then Why Am I On Your Mind? – serendipityinwords
What if we ruin it all – dropshipheroes
Facing Tempests of Dust – grumpybell
If You Don’t Believe You Better Get Superstitious – LayALioness
after the beep (i’ll tell you i love you) – emullz
filling your empty heart – alltheworldisinmyhead
Can’t Buy Me Love – kay_emm_gee
I Know That Fortune is Waiting to Be Kind – Chash
The Buddy System – Kacka
To My Favorite Scar (To All of the Stars) – prosciutto
don't go where I can’t follow – nymphaea
Under (the) Covers – HawthorneWhisperer
i will follow you into the dark – ladyfriday
Lift My Heart Up to Your Ear (you can probably hear the ocean) – LayALioness
Only the Sound of Our Breath Soaks In – LayALioness
I’d Still Stare at You – marauders_groupie
If I kiss you where it’s sore, will you feel better? – queenofchildren
like ships in the night (passing me by) – viansian
long day – crookedqueen
howl – crookedqueen
real people do – crookedqueen
It’s Called A Hustle, Sweetheart – prosciutto
neither lost nor found – gracianasi
and love, you taste like magic – MercuryM
Must Be Love (On the Brain)
Multi-Chapters
Canonverse
Love Will Come Through – monroeslittle
Meet Me In the Morning – monroeslittle
Stars in the Water, Blood On Our Hands – grumpybell
Caught in the Fire – banshee_in_the_dark
Signal Fire – CharmingPromise
Reach Out (Touch Me) – ParadiseAvenger
our starved hearts – twilightstargazer
Matched – banshee_in_the_dark
the squire – ofhobbitsandwomen (litvirg)
Newton’s Law of Universal Gravitation – Quentanilien
Survivor’s Guilt – LaughingSenselessly
bound by the secrets we share - troubledpancakes
AU
Griffin’s Anatomy – Hawthorne Whisperer
No Gods, No Masters – risingdin
Sugar, Let Me Be Your Passenger – verbaepulchellae
in this house on the corner – ofhobbitsandwomen (litvirg)
Letters From Home – CallMeHux
The Odds Are Good – tacosandflowers
I Don’t Want To Be Your Friend (i wanna kiss your neck) – LayALioness
Work Songs – crookedqueen
Something Always Survives – asroarke
Home – grumpybell
water, water, everywhere – troubledpancakes
Never Say Never – selflessbellamy
Picking Up What You’re Laying Down – verbaepelchullae
How You Stay Alive – Laughing Senselessly
Prequel: How You Save a Kingdom
the world was born in smoke and fire (and so were we) – forgivenessishardforus
Call it Patience, Call it Hope – queenofchildren
The Horizon Lies Ahead – fawna
Slight of Hand – prosciutto
Weave Me A Myrtle Crown - AJRedfern
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somnolentdesolation · 7 years ago
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"In the listless, tepid moments of waiting to do all the things I’d rather not do, all thoughts seem to be nothing but consolation - and whatever it is that levitates windlessly about each carefully drawn circle can only come from the slow frenetic thronging of black Nymphaeas.
Often I tried to lift myself, only to plunge the deeper.
In the meantime I go on and you go on and we wallow excitedly in the moss-ridden mire of so many delusions - all other efforts that we surely should have tried, all austerities, all devout, unceasing, and ernest appeals - they themselves become nothing more than secret admonitions.  We wished that our life would not be separate from a kind of prayer …
A luminescent Book of Black Hours blackly written with all the delicacies of whispers and murmurs, borne out of affectation and disaffection, delivered with all the hushed intonations on impersonality …
And after all this it seemed we were still left to twist and turn in the dark."
- Rasu-Yong Tugen, Baroness de Tristeombre, Songs from the Black Moon
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winternymphaea · 8 months ago
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custom chainmail bridal overdress by falconiereshop on instagram ♡
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winternymphaea · 2 years ago
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i love girls that are weird about the moon
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winternymphaea · 9 months ago
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from 'a midsummer night's dream' by shakespeare
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winternymphaea · 10 months ago
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butterfly leg chain by mammamiajwl
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winternymphaea · 1 year ago
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elven circlet, by sweetelvenchestnut on etsy.
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winternymphaea · 1 month ago
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the atelier bridal collection 2025
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winternymphaea · 1 year ago
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the royal ballet 'the waltz of the snowflakes' ♡
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winternymphaea · 10 months ago
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a midsummer night's dream (1999)
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winternymphaea · 1 year ago
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blugirl fall/winter 2004
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