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j-k-i-ng · 2 years
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“Azalea’s Bloom” by | Hiro Goto
Azalea Festival, Nezu Shrine, Tokyo, Japan
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fleur-aesthetic · 11 months
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Azelea
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rossthren · 3 months
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Inflorescence Chapter 1 - page 45
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0witchy-bitch3 · 2 years
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Summer blooms in my grandmothers garden. Stunning orange azalea and blue ceanothus 💛🧡💙
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amor-immortalem · 1 year
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Goodbyes are Forever
A/N: this has been rotating and marinating in my mind since I posted Max’s birthday card back in November. I just haven’t had the time to write it. I hope by writing smaller chapters and not worrying about word count that I’ll kick this lack of motivation to write
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Goodbyes are forever. That’s just the way life goes. Special people come into your life, stay for a bit, and then they have to leave. Max knows this. She knows she should never have let herself get so close to Azalea and her family. Not when she knows the reason she was sent down here. Nothing in life happens by chance.
It was no coincidence that Max would meet Solomon while she was supposedly living on the street- no coincidence that he would be able to sense the raw magical potential residing within her and take her under his wing as his newest apprentice. No, all of that had been meticulously planned.
The story Max has always told everyone from day one is that her parents had disowned her and kicked her out because she refused to join the cult they were a part of. It was just that- a story. A story bathed in deceit. Not only had her parents not disowned her, she was indeed a member of the Anti-Harmony Movement. Although Max can proudly say she doesn’t exactly share their feelings against Demon-Human relationships, she did share their feelings that the human realm should stay separate from the likes of the Devildom and the Celestial realm. Humans were never meant to mingle with the supernatural on the level Diavolo and Michael were pushing for...
And that was the Anti-Harmony Movement’s goal: to keep the human realm free of the divine and the depraved. And to accomplish that goal, Max allowed herself to be used and to use others in turn. Four years... for four years, the human played her role flawlessly. She’d played them, gotten close enough to know the inner workings of Diavolo’s plan for harmony, and now it was time to leave.
In a way Max does feel remorse- as small as it may be- for how she had tricked her ‘girlfriend’ into believing that she ever loved her. She knows Azalea would be crushed to find out that truth, but the human isn’t interested in keeping up a façade any more. She has people waiting on her in the human world- a partner, a family. Max can’t wait any longer. She has what she needs.
Still, the human can’t help but leave a note for the half-demon to find when morning breaks. The note is brief but concise. It’s only a line long, reading: I lied. About everything. I’m leaving. Max slips it under Azalea’s door, knowing at this ungodly hour not even the overly-studious half-demon would be a wake to receive it until Max was long gone. The black-haired human leaves immediately after that.
When morning does arrive all too soon, Azalea finds the note. She doesn’t read it right away, her mind too foggy with the pull of sleep to realize what exactly is in her hand at first. It isn’t until her twin brother asks about it that the half-demon even bothers to unfold the parchment. The air is quiet between them as Azalea just stares and stares at the words.
Once the words actually process, she’s crumpling the paper in her fist before taking off for what used to be Max’s room. The freckled half-demon kicks open the door ready to scream at the top of her lungs about how if this was a joke or a prank, it wasn’t funny, but the room is barren except for the furniture that it came with.
It’s then that the full gravity of the situation hits Azalea.
“Aurelius, call the entire family ‘n wake ‘em up. We got a big problem on our hands...”
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To be continued...
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arsonwizard · 2 years
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character exploration for Azelea, antagonist and narrative foil for Lyslani. She has kind of a plant motif to contrast against the necromancy thing Lyslani has going on
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popsorlidia · 2 years
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🏵️Contest prize🏵️
(part 1)
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Woooo yes finally finishing an artwork and posting it on my main acc :’D
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1st place of this contact goes to @a.jel_gallery !!! Thank you so so much for participating and doing such a masterpiece!! 🌟🌼🌸💛
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I can't say how much fun I had with this artwork and every time I worked on it it made me feel so happy and have springtime themed!!🌼🌟
This is the second time but in a way the first time actually drawing Azelea! She's an amazing character and even her design is really pretty!! AND HAHAHAHAHAHA YESSSSS AJEL NOW YOU SEE YOUR BEBE AS SEMI-REALISTIC >:D👌🏼💕
Even the flowers I think really represent her and I hope it looks pretty for others too cuz I'm very happy with the outcome!
Hope you like it too Ajel!🏵️🌸💕
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Before anything pls go and support @a.jel_gallery she's such an amazing sweet artist and you won't regret following her because her artworks are impressive!
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joearf · 11 months
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2023.05.10: Helipad - Old Greenwich, CT
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wdpd41rvd · 1 year
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fleur-aesthetic · 2 years
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instagram | alajamie
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lyrasky · 2 years
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【Lyra Sky's Monologue】Favorites vol.4
Lyra Sky's Monologue - Favorites vol.3 クリックしてLyraのブログへ Click to Lyra's blog! #lyrasky #monologue #poem #diary #anitapallenberg #johnnydepp #mickjagger #manicstreetpreachers #skateboard #mariannefaiththful #penelopecruz #beautiful #pretty #saturday #love
Mornin’! For a nose to not stop runnin’. Comin’ pollinosis terror to me‼ no, it’s joking. my eyes & ears itche.I feel pain my throat. cold? I have to wear my sunglasses & a flu mask.Wow it looks like spy! #mariannefaithfull #hayfever #pollinosis #spy #leather April.1.2018. (more…)
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rossthren · 3 months
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Bat inprogress! Meet Azelea.
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Haven't been able to get in the zone to draw, but I had enough felt left to make her. She still needs wire for her wings and is covered in still drying white paint.
She a transfem vampire oc that I've tried like 10 times in the past 3 days to draw, but art block a bitch.
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cloudy-knot · 2 years
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2022/5/8(日) 山のつつじ
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novankenn · 5 months
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2am (Chp 13)
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“Jaune…” Reese reached up, cupping his face with her small hands and turned him so they were looking directly into each other's eyes, “I’m speaking this as a friend and your girlfriend… that skank is a disaster… she’s going to implode and I’ll be fucked sideways if I let her take you and Az with her.”
“But…”
“Jaune… I understand… she’s the mother of your child. She birthed that darling angel… but you NEED to remember who was there for you when you were struggling.” Reese rose up on her knees and leaned forward, pressing her forehead against his, “It was not her… it was NOT her.”
“I know… but Az is so happy at what she thinks is going to happen.” Jaune sighed, “How do I crush her like that. Tell her that mommy and daddy…”
“You need to be honest with her, yourself and Pyrrha.” Reese offered, “As much as I hate to admit it, but Pyrrha has a right to be in Az’s life… which means she’ll be a part of yours…”
“You’re also a part of that life.” Jaune commented, as he turned in his seat just enough to be able to place his hands on hips. “But it can’t be fair to…”
“It’s not… but it is how it is.” Reese cut him off. “I never pressured you and I accepted your decision to keep us on the down-low, especially with Azalea. Right now, I am content with being Daddy’s Special Friend that gets Nighttime Cuddles.”
Jaune snorted, remembering exactly that title was coined by his daughter, who was six at the time.
“Laugh it up… but I’m being honest here… Jaune I want to be more… but until you figure out what you want… who you want… and make that decision things will not work out for you no matter who you sweet talk into your bed.”
“I get what you’re saying… I do, but it’s hard. So hard.”
“Jaune?” Reese asked as she saw the tears starting to form in his deep blue eyes. “Jaune what’s wrong?”
“No… nothing.” he sniffled.
“Don’t give me that bullshit.”
“It’s back…”
“What’s back…” Reese’s eyes grew wide with concern. “Show me your arms!”
“It’s okay… I went to see Dr Primrose…”
“Arms!” Reese demanded as she released Jaune from her grip.
Jaune swallowed and then proceeded to roll up the sleeve of his hoodie, revealing the inflamed marks on the underside of his forearm. Reese grabbed him by the wrist, and twisted just enough to make the cuts clearly visible. Snapping her eyes upwards, they captured Jaune’s. His filled with regret, remorse, sadness and pain. She released her grip and grabbed him by the sides of his face, pulling him down and into a frenzied, fierce kiss, pushing every ounce of what she felt for him into the action.
“Jaune…” Reese whispered once again, leaning her forehead against his, “please don't hurt yourself… especially because of her. She’s not worth it.”
Reese titled her face, and gently caressed Jaune’s lips with her own. She could taste her tears along with his, upon their lips.
“She’s not worth it.”
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