#waterblossoms

[kchlan]

@waterblossoms

         “hey, lovely.” kahlan smiles, welcoming the other woman upon her arrival to the cafe. a little spot they’d agreed on, one kahlan had enjoyed for a long time and was happy to introduce giula to. “i have something for you, take a seat with me and i’ll show you.”  the redhead beckoned her friend, hoping to surprise her with the gift she’d spontaneously procured for her . happy to put a smile on the other’s face, kahlan felt a kinship with the younger girl, and hoped to ensure she felt as welcome as possible into her life. after all, a close friend of mona’s naturally became family. “got your fav. think i remembered from last time.” kahlan pointed toward the drink sitting opposite her own, as she’d already ordered in advance.

[carasim]

∞

∞ for a half asleep text

cara 💌 giulia, 4:02am: omf i just had a dream and you were in itcara 💌 giulia, 4:02am: we were swimming in a pool  of cootton candy but like...it was the consistency of watercara 💌 giulia, 4:02am: but like really cozy

[sawyerphoenix]

ღ

sawyer, 1:45pm: giulia you know i’m here if you ever need me :) you’re a truly great friend and i’m so lucky to have you in my life.

[nvnchalants]

💋 ( to all three )

charlie

first impression? i mean i was enamored with you. but like not like that. i was a big fan. whatever.truth is? i really wish you didn’t kiss me like that.have you ever made me laugh? yeah.have you ever made me mad? can i look in the camera like i’m in the office?best feature? your voice and your passion. i guess.you’re my? who knows anymore!name in my phone? it used to be queen g but it’s just giulia now.should you put this on your status so I can like it? eh.

piper

first impression? now here’s a strong voice i’d like to get to know better!truth is? you’re absolutely lovely, and i’d love to get to know you better.have you ever made me laugh? yup!have you ever made me mad? not at all.best feature? oooh, i think your hair is incredible and i love how genuine you are.you’re my? soon-to-be friend!name in my phone? dj giulia c.should you put this on your status so I can like it? of course!

augustus

first impression? slightly nosy, but you meant well.truth is? i’m sure you’re a good person, but i don’t know you that well.have you ever made me laugh? i feel as though i’ve laughed at myself in your presence.have you ever made me mad? no.best feature? your seemingly genuine kindness.you’re my? acquaintance.name in my phone? giulia caputo.should you put this on your status so I can like it? if you’d like.

[hopelesssxromantic-blog]

💋

1. First impression? You look a lot like Ariana Grande, holy shit I need her number.  2. Truth is? I love you, and you are a great friend. I don’t know what I’d do without you. 3. Have you ever made me laugh? Yeah. All the time. 4. Have you ever made me mad? Yeah, but stupid stuff. Like dissing my taste in pasta. 5. Best feature? Your heart. You have the biggest heart, for such a small body. 6. You’re my? Best Friend. 7. Name in my phone? Caputo 🌈 8. Should you put this on your status so I can like it? Do ittttttttt. 

[grceoh]

💋

first impression? She talks too much.

truth is? You do talk a lot, but it’s all right.

have you ever made me laugh? Yeah, at the Underground.

have you ever made me mad? No.

best feature? You seem very lively.

you’re my? Acquaintance.

name in my phone? Giulia Caputo

should you put this on your status so i can like it? Sure.

[solmatua]

💋

first impression? Is that Benjamin Button?

truth is? I love hanging out with you. I still think you’re Benjamin Button.

have you ever made me laugh? I hate to admit it, but a handful of times. Don’t let it go to your head, Caputo.

have you ever made me mad? More than you’ve made me laugh, that’s for damn sure!

best feature? Your sense of humor.

you’re my? Insufferable Breadstick.

name in my phone? Julia Goolia.

should you put this on your status so i can like it? Yeet

[heyroslan]

@waterblossoms || Block Harbor was still bustling with the leftover tourists from the New Year, and for once Roslan didn’t mind the noise. Anything was better than the unbearable silence of the house, even if it was cawing gulls and dozen overlapping conversations of where’s the trolley museum or oh take my picture here! or do you think we’ll see the mayor? at once, and he needed the fresh air.

He’d never actually looked closely at the shops here. Most of them were obviously geared towards tourists looking to buy souvenirs, but Roslan still found something fascinating about the kitschy straw dolls and shell necklaces. He had just reached for a snow globe of Hazel Point when his wrist bumped into someone else’s, and he looked up with a “sorry” immediately loaded, but he held back when he saw who it was. “It’s G... Giulia, right?” Roslan hedged, managing a smile at the familiar brunette. His eyes dropped back to the snow globe. “Oh. You can have it if you wanted it, I was just looking.”

[queenfeathermoth]

This is my Oc thunderclan Allegiance from my Dark Prophecy,

Families:

Sandstar + Seedwing = (first Litter) Clawchacer & Stormpelt / (Second Litter) Flamepaw & Hawkpaw

Huntstalker + Blossomleaf (Deceased) = (First Litter) Waterblossom, Amberleaf & Squirrelpool / (Second litter) Hazeltail

Running-Jay + Diamond-dust = Violetshine (adopted) / Sparkpaw & Moonpaw

Wildwing + Nightshift = Ravenpaw & Redpaw

Fireheart = Heartlight + Stormpelt = Expecting

Squirrelpool + Scarface = Nectorkit & Beekit

Mentors:

Brightmoon mentor to Ravenpaw

Wildwing mentor to Redpaw

Running-Jay mentor to Sparkpaw

Violetshine mentor to Moonpaw

Scarface mentor to Flamepaw

Hazeltail mentor to Hawkpaw

[terraria-sprite-edits]

fireblossom but water, or daybloom but night!

Nightbloom and waterblossom + bonus dayglow and fireleaf

[redxink]

| the fallen waterblossom  .  part one

         Thunder rolled overhead as Mihren packed up the very last remnants of the camp from the night before. One of Yakul’s ears twitched at the noise, and he lifted his head from the clump of grass he’d been nosing to look up at the canopy of trees stretching out above them. The wind picked up and threaded cold fingers through the leaves with a singular demand, for that was all the wind knew.          Mihren’s neck craned back, gaze studying the tossing of the leaves as if it were a pattern to decipher, but of course no answer was there to find other than the oncoming storm. It was riding fast on the tails of the wind and would be upon them swiftly.          A quick tamping of ash from the fire with a boot into the ground completed the camp’s cleanup, and Mihren vaulted nimbly into the saddle on Yakul’s back. The red elk sprang forward on light hooves, moving through the rocky terrain of the forest with ease.          They made good time, and managed to stay ahead of the storm for at least a little while. But, eventually, the rain caught up with them, making true on the promise that the constant thunder threatened. Mihren untied a wide-brimmed bamboo hat from one of the packs and fastened it on, effectively keeping off the rain. Fortunately, the cloak wrapped around shoulders and draping back over Yakul’s haunches was coated in thick layers of wax and linseed oil to waterproof it.          The rain didn’t stop their progress, just added the drumming patter against the bamboo hat and against the leaves as they went. Yakul’s fur soon darkened beneath the water, but he did not seem to pay it much mind. Even against the slicked rocks, his stride was sure.          For the remainder of the morning, the rainstorm did not abate; for a good handful of candlemarks it grew to a downpour, though never enough for Mihren to consider stopping. The summer air was warm, and the rain a welcome coolness as they followed deer and hart trails through the trees. When the afternoon began to wane, only then did the gentle shift of knees and tug on Yakul’s reigns signal the elk to slacken his pace.          Even then, they continued on at a walk for some time. As if taking some cue from them, the rain lessened until it was just more than a mist. Before them, down the swell of a hill and across a wide stream, arced a stone bridge. They’d left the forest behind just over an hour ago, and in the distance beyond the bridge lie farmland and the faint glow of a village or town. If they kept going at a steady pace, they could reach it just after nightfall, Mihren judged.          Taking the moment of rest, Yakul shook himself free of a layer of water, sending droplets flying in all directions and rattling the contents of his saddle bags. Mihren was only able to shield away the last of the spray, though it brought a crooked smile rather than any sort of irritation. A gust of wind picked up the heavy cloak off Yakul’s haunches and tried to dance with it despite the weight, and Mihren looked up at the sky, watching the speed of the clouds moving eastward.          “Come on.” The words were gentle and accompanied by a nudge of knees, and Yakul set off again, though at a more moderate pace than the loping canter he’d maintained earlier through the forest.          By the time they descended the slope, the wind had dragged the clouds above them into a much more sparse skyscape than before. The rain was no more than a mist, and the sky cleared enough to give the sun admittance once more. In its downward path to their right, the sun cast golden across the bridge and fields. Yakul paused of his own accord just before the bridge, the grasses waving around his legs, and Mihren drew in a breath, enjoying the taste of the damp air down the back of the throat.          The fields beyond the bridge were tall grains--Mihren recognized barley and wheat--all bowing to one another in the wind. It was a moment of serenity, the grasses and water mingling in a susurrus beneath the gradually setting sun. The stones of the bridge were painted in ever-warming hues, and reflections of the light danced upon the bottom of the arch like fireflies. It was enough to make Mihren forget, if only briefly, just how far away home was to this place.          And that was the word that broke such a fragile image, suspended before rider and mount as if a portal to a picturesque world, with regret and the pangs of loss rushing through Mihren’s stomach like tangible things.          A cloud passed back over the sun, plunging the light from the stream back beneath cool shadows, and Mihren lifted a more somber gaze to the village lights hovering and strengthening in the waning day beyond the fields. Yet another night would soon be upon them, still without bringing with it any surety if they were closer to their goal or simply further from the past.          A shadow fell across Mihren’s voice to match the cloud and lengthening evening.          “Come on.”

[carasim]

💋

first impression? Is she all right? She’s all right. And really sweet.

truth is? I don’t know about that anymore.

have you ever made me laugh? Probably. A long time ago.

have you ever made me mad? Hmm.

best feature? You’re a good radio host.

you’re my? Old friend. But things change. People change.

name in my phone? Giulia.

should you put this on your status so i can like it? Whatever you want, I guess.

[antiquatcd]

@waterblossoms //

everything finn did was dependent on his stupid broken arm, and he hated being held back. he was lucky that it wasn’t his dominant arm, but he hadn’t realized how often he used his left until it’s use was hindered. he couldn’t even shower normally without sticking his cast out of the water and trying to wash himself with one hand. it was a living hell.

now, he was in sips, trying to type up some new emails regarding artifacts. the task of typing with two hands was already slow for finn, but everything went much slower when he only had the mobility of his one hand. and, with his big cast raised in the air, he knocked coffee all over his keyboard. “shit, fuck, damn!” he cursed, reaching for napkins to dab at the spot. “can someone help me clean this up?” he cried, watching his computer screen short out as the coffee seeped in too fast for him to clean.

[nvnchalants]

[ closed starter; @waterblossoms ] charlie whistled to himself, rounding the corner to make his way to work. he walked straight into people waiting in a line. after apologizing, he walked up the line to see what all of the fuss was about, only to see giulia at the front. it looked like some sort of meet and greet for the radio station stars, which charlie would have known about if he continued to follow giulia. after everything that happened between them, he did his best to block her out, but fate loved to see him squirm. “fuck,” he breathed out when the two of them made eye contact. charlie should have just run, but he was frozen. “fuck.”

[kchlan]

wisteria

wisteria; whom do you admire and why? 

solomon matua, for his ability to make a joke even in the worst of times @solmatua

giulia, for her spunk and energy, and her unconditional love for me @waterblossoms

jace, for his talent and fun-loving side @jacekhouri

sawyer, for his bravery and how he is unapologetically himself @rvetheday

augustus, for his intelligence and kindness @nvnchalants

indy, ...for how she loves me, for how she puts her whole self into her art, for how much she cares & her passion. @violentparties

theo, for putting up with me at work and for making me smile @thecdorebabineaux

jasper, for him always being there for me even if it was 3am @hopelesssxromantic

alex, for caring for me always and loving me when i needed it the most @alexandria-davis

my sister mona, for still loving me even after seeing my absolute worst side come out at home @themonacordova

[grceoh]

✫

✯ for an early morning text

grace 📩 giulia, 6:15am: i might have heard a little something about those artifacts...grace 📩 giulia, 6:15am: oh, sorry, i didn’t realize how early it is!