#wiltedroses

[amesrosez]

ART COLLAB W MY BESTIE RAHHHH!1! WILTEDROSES ship name the amy oc belongs to my friend and the sonic is mine

[ysryo]

Chapter 4: Evangeline, Shadow of the Past

The gallery, once a haven of quiet desperation and whispered vows, seemed to shudder as Evangeline stepped from the shadows. Her presence was a specter of forgotten dreams, a tempest that carried the scent of old, wilted roses and the bitterness of memories that refused to fade. Raven's breath caught in his throat, the past rising like a ghost to haunt the fragile present.

"Evangeline," he whispered, his voice barely audible, a tremor in the still air. Her name was a prayer, a curse, a question that hung heavily between them. "What are you doing here?"

Evangeline’s eyes, dark pools that once held promises of forever, now reflected only the void of forgotten tomorrows. She stepped forward, her silhouette framed by the dim light that barely reached the edges of the gallery’s gloom. Her presence was both an intrusion and a reminder—a tether to a past that Raven had struggled to leave behind.

"I’ve come to warn you," Evangeline said, her voice a symphony of sorrow and defiance, each note resonating with unspoken anguish. "Lyra is your curse, as I once was."

Her words fell like autumn leaves, each syllable a reminder of the decay that love could bring. Raven’s heart clenched, the old wounds Evangeline’s presence reopened bleeding into the present. He remembered the fire in her eyes, the passion that had consumed them both, leaving only ashes and shadows in its wake.

"You don’t understand," Raven murmured, his gaze darting to Lyra, who stood silent but strong, a beacon of the present amid the gathering storm of the past. "Lyra is different. What we have... it’s real."

Evangeline’s lips curled into a smile that did not reach her eyes, a bitter twist of fate reflected in the lines of her face. "Real, like what we had? Raven, love has always been your curse. You think you can save her, but you will only destroy each other."

Lyra, her presence a quiet storm, stepped forward. Her voice, though soft, carried the weight of a thousand unshed tears. "I am not afraid of curses," she said, each word a defiance against the shadows that sought to consume them. "I have lived with them all my life. What I fear is losing him."

Evangeline’s gaze shifted to Lyra, a flicker of something unspoken passing between them—recognition, perhaps, or the shared burden of loving a man who seemed forever marked by tragedy. "Then you understand the price," Evangeline said, her voice softer now, tinged with a reluctant respect. "Love for us is always paid with blood and tears. Are you ready for that, Lyra?"

Raven moved to stand between them, his hands reaching for Lyra’s, grounding her in his touch, anchoring them both in the present. "We know the cost," he said, his voice steady despite the storm brewing in his chest, "and we’re willing to pay it. Together."

Evangeline’s eyes softened, a fleeting glimpse of the woman she had once been before the world had hardened her. "Then may fate be kinder to you than it was to us," she whispered, a benediction wrapped in sorrow, before turning to leave, her figure swallowed by the shadows from which she had emerged.

As the gallery doors closed behind her, the weight of her departure settled over Raven and Lyra. The silence that followed was heavy with the echoes of what had been and the uncertainty of what lay ahead. Raven tightened his grip on Lyra’s hand, his eyes meeting hers, filled with a resolve that burned brighter than the encroaching darkness.

"She’s wrong," Lyra whispered, her voice steady but soft, a balm against the wounds Evangeline’s words had inflicted. "We are not cursed. We are just two souls finding our way in the dark."

Raven nodded, the storm within him calming at her words, their love a fragile yet unbreakable thread woven through the tapestry of shadows that surrounded them. "Together," he whispered, the word a vow, a promise, a rebellion against the fate that sought to tear them apart.

In the quiet aftermath of Evangeline’s departure, the gallery once more became their sanctuary. The shadows that lingered were no longer oppressive but a testament to the battles they had fought and the love that had emerged stronger from the ruins of the past. And as they stood together, the darkness around them seemed a little less daunting, their love a light that refused to be extinguished.

Nail Art Inspired by Chapter 4: "Evangeline, Shadow of the Past"

This nail art design captures the haunting and emotional tension of Chapter 4, where the past confronts the present in the shadowy gallery. The intricate details and symbolic elements reflect the love, sorrow, and resilience that define Raven, Lyra, and Evangeline’s intertwined fates.

Color Palette: The design uses a rich combination of deep crimson, velvety black, and smoky gray, with subtle accents of silver and ashen rose. These colors evoke the atmosphere of the gallery, the crimson moon, and the lingering presence of past love.

Design Elements:

Shadowed Silhouettes: One nail features a delicate silhouette of a woman, representing Evangeline, emerging from the shadows. The outline is subtle and ghostly, emphasizing her role as a specter of the past. This is set against a gradient of deep black fading into smoky gray.

Crimson Moon Glow: Another nail showcases a faint crimson moon, symbolizing the night of revelations and the looming curse. The moon is encircled by soft, dark clouds, adding a mysterious and foreboding touch.

Wilted Roses: A few nails are adorned with tiny, intricate depictions of wilted roses, their petals tinged with ashen hues. These roses symbolize the faded love and lingering bitterness of Evangeline’s warning, blending beauty with melancholy.

Intertwined Vines: The design includes black vines, twisted and knotted, representing the entangled past and present. These vines weave through the nails, accented with subtle silver details to suggest the resilience of Raven and Lyra’s love.

Broken Chains: One nail features a broken chain design, symbolizing the breaking free from the curses and burdens of the past. The chains are painted in metallic silver, with fractured links highlighting the struggle and eventual liberation.

Finishes: The combination of matte and gloss finishes adds depth and texture to the design. Matte backgrounds create a muted, somber effect, while glossy accents bring a subtle shimmer, echoing the fleeting hope and beauty amidst the darkness.

This nail art transforms the emotional narrative of Chapter 4 into a wearable canvas, telling a story of love, loss, and the fight against destiny through every intricate detail.

[kiwianacats]

Felt like drawing some simple full bodies, so took the chance to sort out some designs for the Dawnclan healers! Really happy with these guys, although I’m a little concerned that Tumblepaw looks more like Pinepelt’s son than Wrenwing.

[cerpiscool]

wiltedrose above all others

heelloooo wiltedroseshippers (zesty is @cerpiscool's oc TOTALLY DIDNT FORGET TO PUT THIS THE FIRST TIME)

[ghostbiter]

Hypokits!! Eek!! Think you could do Rosepetal x Blossomfall kits? Floral dark forest girlfriends, very special....

Wiltedrose :)))

[cryptidclaw]

I like the idea of a kit receiving a ‘cute’ prefix and then growing up to be super tough and getting an overcompensating suffix so one of my ocs is called Kiwitalon.

My other name favourites are Summerstorm, Figheart, Sweetnectar, Wiltedrose and Tumblepaw, because I love the tumble prefix.

I'm sorry to Kiwitalon but their name is still adorable hehehe

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Dark Forest Resident: Crowfang

Aliases / Nicknames: Crow, Soot (by Stoneshine and Mintnettle)

Gender: tom

Sexuality: very bisexual

Family: Stoneshine (mother), Sumacstar (father), Vinetangle, Mintnettle, Scarletsplash (sisters), Dewfrost, Beechdrift, Robinfeather, Blizzardsky (brothers), Thrushkit (half-brother), Featherwing, Jaspershade (adopted brothers), Maplesap (mate), Wiltedrose (daughter with Belladonnashade), Ravenshine/star (daughter with Maplesap), Magpieflight, Shrikewing, Jayswoop, Walnutshell (sons with Maplesap), Belladonnashade, Brokencry (ex-mates), Lightblaze/star (ex-fling),

Other Relations: Rosethistle (mentor), Darkrose (Dark Forest mentor), Charmshade, Nightbreeze (apprentices)

Clan: Darkclan

Rank: senior warrior

Characteristics: quiet, calm in the face of battle

Number of Victims: 3+

Number of Murders: 3+

Murder Method: bashing heads against rocks, slitting open chests

Known Victims: Beetleshell, Belladonnashade, Freckleshade

Victim Profile: sister's abuser, ex-mate, mate's brother / ghost of his ex-mate

Cause Of Death: suicide of death berries

Cautionary Tale: N/A

Story:

Based around these song lyrics:

Joan was quizzical, studied pataphysical Science in the home Late nights all alone with a test-tube, ohh uh oh oh Maxwell Edison majoring in medicine Calls her on the phone "Can I take you out to the pictures, Joan?"

But as she's getting ready to go A knock comes on the door

Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer Came down upon her head Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer Made sure that she was dead

Back in school again Maxwell plays the fool again

Teacher gets annoyed

Wishing to avoid an unpleasant scene She tells Max to stay when the class has gone away So he waits behind Writing fifty times I must not be so, uh oh oh

But when she turns her back on the boy He creeps up from behind

Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer Came down upon her head (do-do, do-do do) Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer Made sure that she was dead

PC 31 said, "We caught a dirty one" Maxwell stands alone Painting testimonial pictures, ohh uh oh oh Rose and Valerie screaming from the gallery Say he must go free (Maxwell must go free) The judge does not agree and he tells them so, uh oh oh

But as the words are leaving his lips A noise comes from behind

Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer Came down upon his head (do-do, do-do do) Clang, clang, Maxwell's silver hammer Made sure that he was dead

Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh (Do-do, do-do do)

Silver Hammer Max

Additional Information:

--Sumbission by @jackisbored​

--Song link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJag19WoAe0

[serial-designation-vee]

Upon hearing her words, V filled in the blanks with an ugly sobbing wail. Nobody was around to see her cry, not anymore, so what did it matter? She cried hard, leaning down to press her forehead to J's wincing at the red lettering. "I should have gone first.." They say with a shudder. They pull away, breath hitching with a sob. "I love you too J... More than anything else. I've always loved you... I should have said it sooner... This is my fault, I'm so sorry.." V held J's hand still, putting it to their cheek with a tremble.

"You were the best drone I ever met. I hope you rest eternally well, for me, alright.. love..?" The last word came out with a choked sob and she leaned down to press her forehead to J's.

"I love you more than you could have ever known.."

V wanted to spend time with J.

Well, that's normal, she always wants to, the two are lovers after all.

What was different this time is that V had the idea to explore to find a place for the two to dance and be romantic hang out away from their daughters. The current place they were exploring was a tall building that seemed to be falling apart and crumbling. Not that V cared, almost every building on Copper-9 was like that.

The shorter drone was walking directly next to J, hands clasped together. "So, what do you think of this place so far, love?"

(@serial-desigation-vee)

“I think its actually really nice~”

-she squeezed V’s hand for a moment, turning to face them.-

“You’re really cheesy you know that?”

-she teased V lightheartedly as they kept going further into the building.-

[cinderthefallenmaiden]

Corrupted Summer Rose AU Part I

Disclaimer: This AU is pretty dark and likely won't be for everyone

- Summer was captured and experimented on by Salem in order to create a Grimm hybrid in Salem's own image.

- Summer's black hair was bleached pure white during the experiments and her skin turned a deathly parlor with red veins.

-her once silver eyes now dulled in color becoming grey and the whites of her Sclera turned black.

-Salem had turned her into a hideous monster only a remnant of her former self the captured huntress told herself.

-Her captor wanted to know everything about Summer's former life and in return Salem would tell her captive everything Ozma had lied to her about.

-As the days turned into weeks Summer longed for the outside world that was taken from her but above all she longed to see Raven her love.

-Salem took it upon herself to feed her prisoner as if she pitied her and Summer began to notice that her sense of taste had began to fade.

[rainbowsidesofacat]

They both gasp and moan loudly

Alex and Alastair find Royce and Damien tied up and naked. They were tied together so their cocks press against each other while they each have a different dildo buried in their asses.

Alex wraps an arm around Alastair’s head over his eyes. “So how did you two end up like this~?” He chuckles as Alastair is trying so hard to fight his way out of Alex’s grip so he can see.

[wiltedrosespod-blog]

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[firdousparray]

"The Garden that doesn't have a few wilted flowers, a few withered leaves, is not a Garden" . . . A Wilted Flower adds beauty to the Garden . #wiltedflowers #wildflowersofinstagram #wiltedroses #wilted #garden #gardenlover #flowerphotography #rosesofinstagram #world_bestflower #special_flower_collections #the_universal_photography #the_infinity_photography_ #ig_ard_flowers #worldwide_photography_hub #universe_photogram #myheartinshots @kashphotoclub @jktourismofficial @kashmiriculture.456 @kashmirphotograph @shining_kashmir @hayanaturals_official @beingkashmiri @35awards @35photo_ru @35wildlife @landscapephotomag @flowerpowerlondon @floral_shots @nature.pakistan @walsa__yapaer @__rsphotography @discoverkashmir1 @kashmiriculture.456  @shining_kashmir  @kashmir_is_calling @kashmirloversofficial @panunkashmeer @mooj_kasheer_ @kashur___page @wuchu_kashur @kashur_magzine (at Beauty of Flowers) https://www.instagram.com/p/CA2AJdgpHpA/?igshid=1pgpsz30u1kw5

[kiwianacats]

It's Dawnclan's time! This one's even longer than the last since I've thrown in some brief descriptions of each healer.

Locations:

-Healer's Pool: The pool is a shallow thermal pool that's situated near the main cave den. A dead hollow tree stretches over the pool that acts as a herb storage. Cats with contagious sicknesses or that are close to death will sleep in the shelter of the shrubs near the pool with a healer stationed to watch them.

-Moon Peak: The peak of Sleettop mountain has been Dawnclan's place of worship since they moved further into mountainous territory at the start of Magpiestar's leadership. Due to Dawnclan's belief system that all cats are equally connected to Starclan it's considered important that every cat visit the peak each season, bar kits and elders.

Healer: 

Due to Dawnclan believing every cat has an equal connection to Starclan, Dawnclan’s healers are not clerics and their role is solely based in healing through the knowledge of medicinal herbs. Dawnclan has multiple roles associated with the healer title and many more Healers than Duskclan as Dawnclan has a much more tumultuous/less sheltered territory resulting in more injuries and illnesses. 

-Primary: The primary healer is the most important role that looks after the more serious injuries, prescribes care and sometimes will delegate tasks to the other roles. They will also help oversee the training of healer apprentices. This is typically the healer with the most experience.

Current Primary: Ramwhisker, the third oldest cat and most experienced healer in the clans. Crass sense of humour but has gained patience and kindness with age.

-Secondarys: Secondary healers look after smaller injuries, assist the primary healer and check up on the health of elderly and sick cats and nursing queens. When the primary healer retires or dies they are succeeded by one of the secondary healers. There are typically 2-3 secondary healers.

Current Secondarys: Pinepelt is an older healer that taught Wrenwing and Wiltedrose and hopes to succeed Ramwhisker when he retires. A known source of gossip she hears from elders and queens. Wrenwing is Ramwhisker's niece although their relationship has been strained since her son died from illness under his care. Scarily efficient in her work.

-Gatherer: Gatherers, or gathering healers maintain the herb storage, gathering fresh herbs from the territory, organising and disposing of herbs when appropriate. There is typically one gathering healer.

Current Gatherer: Wiltedrose, a moody anti-social that spends most time away from camp on account of his role.

-Instructor: Instructing healers are secondary or gathering healers with the additional role of teaching warrior apprentices basic herb lore and other healing knowledge as well as the bulk of teaching the apprentice healer.

Current Instructor: Figheart, a natural teacher with a relaxed and friendly disposition that gets on well with everyone although they freeze and panic under intensely stressful circumstances.

-Apprentice: Apprentice healers are cats training to take one of the other roles. They receive a basic training in all roles before deciding which role they would like to fulfill. During their apprenticeships they spend most time assisting the other healers in various tasks.

Current Apprentice: Wrenwing's son Tumblepaw, a clumsy and irritable tom that often makes a mess out of simple tasks. Frustrated by his inabilities and his parents overbearing behaviour.

[raysplash]

Who doesn’t love a bit of illegal leadership relationships?

@fleursdelacoterp

[elizabetharzani]

White Roses (Several Days Later), 2017

[sign611]