#wisteria blooms

[wishyougoodnight]

in WYGN , butterflies represent death . Your Soul emerge from your body as Soulflies .

Sun is grasping at both idea of death and identity . Idea that she might outlive all her friends and fauna she loves . But that is a might . But still a possibility

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This is a 6 year remake of our favorite animatic we did . original was made when we were around 14

song and animation holds very special place in our heart , and is happy to do a remake

happy anniversary Wish You Goodnight

[petitworld]

Broadway, Costwolds, England by Bob Radlinski

[huariqueje]

Blooming Wisteria - Edward Okuń , 1911.

Polish, 1872-1945

Oil on canvas, 44.5 x 34 cm.   

[cocommunitymoon]

Oh I am enthralled with this 😍😍😍 yall may make a bill weasley girly of me yet. Absolutely juicy drama to go around here and Bill is soooo smooth

Blurbsday Thursday!

Thank you @magicbystarlight for the tag and @cocommunitymoon for initiating this tag/challenge. This makes Thursday a whole lot better and is highly motivating.

For January 23, 2025:

A rough blurb from ‘Empty Bars’… a Bill Weasley one-shot that is sitting in the drafts.

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From the reflection on the tall, rain-splattered window, you saw a flash of ginger hair moving towards you. Your heart stuttered, went arrhythmic for a few seconds, and you felt your blood being shunted away from where it was needed. Your numb and cold hands clenched your glass, praying you had seen incorrectly. There was only one seat left at the bar and if he wanted to sit, then he’d be right beside you.

Your eyes flitted back to the window. The tall figure had now disappeared. Good, maybe he had gone to one of the side tables. If for some godforsaken reason it was Fred, then you were relieved.

The older man beside you continued: “If you’d like to join me next summer, I would very much prefer the company of a fair lady…”

“Good evening.”

You turned around. The realization that it wasn’t Fred or his voice sunk in like a bad drug.

“Hello,” your words caught as your mind finally caught up with who was in front of you, “William.”

“Might I steal this lovely lady from you?” Bill asked the man beside you.

The other gentleman politely retracted his conversation, likely mistaking Bill Weasley as your boyfriend. You were happy to play along with that. You looked at Bill. He was tall, the tallest of his family. He was dressed in a navy suit, his brown loafers beautifully polished. You weren’t used to seeing him in formal wear, but some years in the field changed him for the better. Had it been Fred here tonight, he would’ve just come in jeans and a t-shirt and made a right fool of himself and you.

“And Bill will do just fine,” he whispered as he slid into the barstool beside you.

“Bill,” you responded quietly, letting the dulcet notes of the pianist hide the shy tone of your voice. “It’s been a while. I can’t believe you still remember me.”

“How could I forget you, (Y/N)?” he remarked. “One whiskey,” he said to the bartender. He glanced at your drink. “Make that two, please. On the rocks.

“What are you doing here?”

“What are you doing here?”

You both questioned at the same time.

“I fancy spending my Friday evenings here,” you answered. “It’s just as the name says, it’s a very dream-like place and I much prefer it to reality right now. And you?”

“I just got back from Egypt. A day earlier than anticipated. Figured I’d book a hotel instead of springing up on my family. I don’t want mum to make a huge fuss of my coming home. I thought I’d grab a drink, but stumbled on a familiar face.”

“That’s thoughtful of you.” Fred would never have considered Molly’s schedule. He would’ve barged straight in the Burrow and lazed around waiting for dinner. You’d know. You asked him to be more considerate. He never listened.

You looked into Bill’s eyes. They were blue. Unlike Fred’s but more like Percy’s. Percy Weasley. He was your best friend at work. Some in the office may have even teased you and called him your work ‘husband’. But you shot it down, thinking it was disrespectful to Fred, your actual boyfriend at the time. If only Fred had the same consideration for your feelings. He must’ve toed the line with Angelina at some point, dancing over the bygone shadow of your face.

Percy wasn’t like what others, like some of your more judgemental colleagues and his family members thought he was. You hated that Fred hated him. Percy was kind, considerate, and always there to lend an ear and you the same for him. He was good at communicating; he was also surprisingly empathetic, like the time he was too hesitant to tell you that he’d seen Fred making out with Angelina two weeks after you’d ended things.

“Canoodling,” Percy whispered in your shared office, his face red and burrowed in a report.

“Just canoodling?” you asked, pretending not to care too much.

“Smooching.”

“Just smooching?” you questioned with a raise of the eyebrow. You kept your tone light but you were dying inside, like a desperate, dying hand using your bruised heart as a lifeline.

“Fine,” he conceded. “Making out.” His face contorted, like that the most vulgar of words in the English language.

In retrospect, you should’ve maybe gone out with Percy Weasley. At least he would’ve invited you back home to meet his family. At least he would’ve taken your relationship seriously and made solid strides to what was important for you: a future. A fucking future.

“What are you thinking about?” Bill’s chuckle brought you back to reality. “You really do look like you're in a dream. This bar is truly befitting of you.”

You stammered, not wanting to admit to Bill that you’d been thinking about dating another one of his brothers. You wondered if he knew about your disastrous relationship with Fred.

“Work.”

“Just work?” His tone was teasing. “What’s been new with you since I came back?”

You stilled.

“You don’t have to talk about—that—,” Bill clarified, trying to navigate the first awkward hump on your conversation. “I don’t care about that. I’ve heard enough.”

(So this is more of a long excerpt but oh well). And everything comes back to Percy but it’s fine.

[chasingrainbowsforever]

~ Purple and White ~

[mahgnolias]

[aster-daydream404]

Sipping Tea Under the Wisteria Blooms

Materials:

(Homemade) Air dry clay

Needles

Carboard

A4 bond paper

White acrylic paint

Gold acrylic paint

Violet poster paint

Blue poster paint

Clear nail polish

Dollar store wisteria flowers

Lavender gina cloth

lilac colored paper

A lovely three seated teaset based on the Purple Bloom Teaset from days of bloom— most commonly known as the Wisteria Teaset. It is complete with a dainty set of three tea cups, a gilded sugar bowl and creamer jug, a lovely tea pot with wisteria petals painted on it, and a tower of golden tea cakes for skykids to enjoy! The white gilded chairs are toped with soft plush lavender pillows, and the table (of similar design is lined with a gilded lavander tablecloth whose design resembles the petals of a wisteria flowers. This tea set is perfect for skykids to relax and idly chat in while the wisterias bloom.

I made this entire teaset for the SoraSky discord server’s Art Prop-ject contest. And although I wasn’t able to join due to forgetting to put in my description and submitting late (EUGHH THE CENTERPIECE KEPT ON FALLING APART ON ME!!!) I am still incredibly proud of how this project turned out 🥹🥹🥹 I wanted to make the purple bloom tea-set because it was a prop that I’ve been wanting since I was still a moth on sky. It was a memorable time for me, especially when me and my friends would chat under the wisteria tree in Forest’s social space🪻✨ This tea-set was made of love, struggle, sleep deprivation, and lots of planning. It was via this project that i was also able to appreciate the little details and intricacies that sky’s purple bloom tea-set has, giving me a deeper appreciation for the item and the artists behind it 🥺 So despite feeling a bit salty of how it ended, i hope this piece brings happiness to those who see it, just like how we feel when anticipating spring ☺️ 😉 🏞️ 🌱🕊️��� [insert moomin reference ahsjshjahaha]

[mintjeru]

daffodil: unequaled love, hope, "the sun shines when i'm with you" wisteria: never-ending love, devotion that transcends death

✨ turning fanweek ✨

day 2 flowers | sickfic | soulmate au

open for better quality | no reposts

[wisteriabloomsekai]

“A group of rich classical musicians who get together to breach the limits of classical music with the help of the Hall Sekai. Their sekai is an overgrown orchestra hall within a huge castle, each of the vocaloids being musicians within the sekai who help care for the flowers and the hearts of the members.”

[danelloevee-sky]

I don't post about it but I think my funniest sky ship is Saluting Captain and Crab Whisperer because Salute is a soldier just doing their best and Crab Whisperer is a fucking menace

[wishyougoodnight]

been meaning post for while , but heres animation from 2022 ! it incomplete as lost file , but thats fine .

this one of our fav animations .

[rat-rosemary]

Nothing hones in the message of Sky like the days of bloom for me.

Death is inevitable, you can never escape Eden, it looms over almost every area in the game, sometimes subtle, but always present

The trees quickly grow to their full size in front of your eyes, but just as soon as they reach their full bloom, glowing beautifully, they start to decay

There's nothing you can do, its not your fault. Its just the say nature goes, all that blooms must wither

But still. There's this feeling of dread that never goes away, this feeling that time is rushing by way to quick, the end coming way to fast

[christopherhornadayphotography]

[mochacharmellia]

2nd anniversary artwork I did for my pjsk ocs!!! I love remembering to post art

[xxri]

artfight is now over so here are some of my favorite attacks i did this year!!! ^_^

munimomoi / @swagster69 / aya_mirei / moonjellybun / @miinoshiho / @heartorbit / chorelenne / ceriseton / @hiikohakiss / @mochacharmellia

[waveydrawsathing]

spring is here and so is he! 🌸