I literally gasped outloud when I realized Maomao's long con with the red manicures.
I can't wait for next week. GET HIS ASS, MAOMAO
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"But my rose, all on her own, is more important than all of you together, since she's the one I've watered. [...] Since she's the one I listened to when she complained, or when she boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing at all. Since she's my rose.
The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
For @/omegawangji on X, who recently had a bit of a hard time, and who planted the idea of Lan Wangji with blue roses braided in his hair into my brain in the first place.
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"some days I wake up and I choose violence #fluffy"
by Dr3adlady (twitter/artstation). Future scenes from her fanfic "Wolfswood". Posted to tumblr with the permission of the artist.
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✧ oh paradise kiss … you’ll live in me forever ✩
thank u ai yazawa ♡︎
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Lavender Menace
Watercolor On Birch Board
2022, 16"x 12"
Blue Roses
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Portrait of Francesca
By Jeff Stanford, 2024
Buy prints at:
https://jeff-stanford.pixels.com/
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A blue flower grew from a chink in a wall of ice, and filled the air with sweetness...- Daenerys Targaryen
"Do you ever find anyone in your dream?" Sam asked. Jon shook his head. "No one. The castle is always empty." He had never told anyone of the dream, and he did not understand why he was telling Sam now, yet somehow it felt good to talk of it. "Even the ravens are gone from the rookery, and the stables are full of bones. That always scares me. I start to run then, throwing open doors, climbing the tower three steps at a time, screaming for someone, for anyone. And then I find myself in front of the door to the crypts. It's black inside, and I can see the steps spiraling down. Somehow I know I have to go down there, but I don't want to. I'm afraid of what might be waiting for me. The old Kings of Winter are down there, sitting on their thrones with stone wolves at their feet and iron swords across their laps, but it's not them I'm afraid of. I scream that I'm not a Stark, that this isn't my place, but it's no good, I have to go anyway, so I start down, feeling the walls as I descend, with no torch to light the way. It gets darker and darker, until I want to scream." He stopped, frowning, embarrassed. "That's when I always wake." - Jon Snow
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8 марта))
full sea of spray chrysanthemums + blue and black roses
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Commission for dismaltoast34 on deviantart.
They're characters from a D&D campaign.
The DL; DR version is that Delphi's a Divine soul Warlock Hexblade. Her patron, Anton, is a very powerful vampire lord. He has a curse on him placed by another powerful vampire lord that they're trying to break. She usually wears armor but they're currently in the courtyard. They're also lovers.
I have a longer description of the main plot on deviantart but with tumblr's layout it's taking a lot more space than the picture itself.
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