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halloween-sweets · 25 days
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flowercrowngods · 11 months
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you said soft things so have this little thing very loosely based on how my first birthday after I moved away from home to live hours away from my family my brother got me a flower delivery thing each month for half a year. So for six months I had the same guy deliver flowers to me, it wasn’t anything but like… it could be, I can make it steddie (it’s 3:30 am and I wrote this in my notes so sorry for any mistakes)
So, Steve who moved kind of far away for college and is living in a shitty student apartment and hasn’t decorated it a lot and Robin thinks he needs something nice to look at every day and something to remind him he has people that loves him when he convinces himself that they’ve forgotten about him now that he’s away. So she gets him a flower delivery once a month with notes saying encouraging messages or bad jokes, sometimes a tiny update. It helps him, he’s not doing badly or anything and actually enjoys studying but he misses his friends.
Then we have Eddie who’s the flower delivery guy, it’s his side job, or it’s his main job and then he also gets payed to play some gigs sometimes. Either way, he delivers flowers. Mostly it’s to old people from their grandchildren, for birthdays, and from someone’s partner, often a partner that has fucked up (he also hand writes the messages that come in with the order and he’s had to write some very pleading apology ones in his time)
He has a monthly order to the same guy, the same gorgeous guy who last time opened the door looking so soft with glasses sliding down his nose and hair all messy and holding a cup of half drunk coffee and gave him such a warm smile he almost proposed to this stranger on the spot.
Every month he’s both so excited to deliver his flowers and also dreads it because he’s 99% sure this guys girlfriend sends them, that they’re long distance and she gets him flowers every month with little notes that he has to write, this month it was ‘I scraped up my whole leg climbing up the tree outside my window sneaking back into my room, I don’t know how you used to do that all the time.’ So like, obviously high school sweethearts if he used to sneak into her room.
So, it’s great because he gets to see this guy who’s stupidly pretty and always gets this wondrous look on his face like he’s still in awe about the flowers months in and that’s honestly the highlight of Eddie’s day. But, it’s awful because he also has to hand him flowers from someone else knowing he’s just some insignificant middle man.
Steve at this point gets more excited about the guy who delivers the flowers than the flowers, he loves them and all but this guy who comes every month and with a dimpled smile hands them over is taking over his brain. He doesn’t want to make him uncomfortable by asking him out though, like he’s doing his job and it feels inappropriate.
He complains to Robin who time after time tells him to just ask the guy out, if he says no it may be a little awkward but it’s a tiny interaction once a month it’s fine. Steve knows she’s right but still doesn’t, is afraid to break the spell of their monthly exchange. Robin grows tired of his pining though and the next time she places an order she makes the note ‘the guy who gets the flowers wants to ask the delivery guy out but keeps chickening out so I’m doing it for him: Delivery guy with bangs and ‘the prettiest brown eyes’ will you go out with Steve?’
Eddie reads that message of the order, has to write that message out with wide confused eyes and hope rising in his chest. When Steve opens his door he shoves the flowers at him and blurts out “I thought you were dating Robin”
Steve gives him a confused look, which yeah of course he does, so Eddie takes a breath and tells him to read the note. The confusion on Steve’s face slowly fades and is replaces with red cheeks and a sheepish smile.
He clears his throat and glances up at Eddie. “She’s my best friend,” he tells him, “may or may not get to keep that title depending on how this goes.”
Eddie is feeling too many things to say more than a breathy, “yes.” At Steve’s raised eyebrow though he clarifies.
“Yes I’ll go out with you.” Then a sudden horrifying thought hits him, “if you actually want that and your friend isn’t joking or got it wrong or-“
“Does 8 o’clock tonight work for you?”
Eddie nods and Steve’s smile gets wider with each frantic jerk of his chin.
“It’s a date then.”
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and then on their first date, eddie gets flowers for the first time. doesn’t have to deliver them, doesn’t have to give them away, no, these ones are his to keep, and he allows himself to take a deep breath for the first time, getting to enjoy the way they smell, the way he always watched people do. never once taking his eyes off steve, who watches with a smile. 🥹
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mymelodyisme · 1 year
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Okay farmer friends! I’ve been meaning to ask but if your farmer was an actual character in the game what would they do and who would they be to everyone else? Do they offer any gameplay benefits? Could a player romance them?
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mjtheartist04 · 23 days
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You know, I've discovered that making characters into cowboys/cowgirls increases their hotness factor
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Maybe you should draw genya as a cowboy :)
-titano
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TANO…*GRABS YOU BY THE SHOULDERS* YOU BEAUTIFUL HUMAN BEING
HOW COME I NEVER THOUGHT OF THIS???😮‍💨
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rizzkisworld · 2 months
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Not to be sentimental or anything, but all my moots/online friends are the most amazing people I've ever met and I love them sm
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yuezhong · 1 year
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A kiss, hidden from view
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a/n: I have way too much fun making these haha. This transpired in honour of my beloved scribe husband who came home despite me losing the 50/50 on the first day -w-. Again, this is very very self-indulgent because self indulgence = self-care.
Addendum: give me a kiss with a book acting as our cover to block our smooch from view haitham <3
warnings: none
notes:© all rights belong to yuezhong. Al-Haitham belongs to Mihoyo/ Hoyoverse. Please do not plagiarize or copy any of my works and upload them anywhere. Reblog if you enjoyed! It helps a lot <3. Taglist is still closed as of now, but I will be re-opening it soon! ♡
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delopsia · 2 months
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have i told you yet that your mobile header is absolutely stunning? again, happy early birthday 💓💐 can i send an entire lilac tree by dogsled mail—a magic one that blooms longer than two damn minutes—to inquire about how the little flowers in november family are doing?
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I'm glad you like it! 🥰 It felt so fitting for the theme. Writing this made me realize that Flowers In November is a year old? 🥴 where did all the time go
One of these days, he's going to realize that you've been pretending to be asleep. 
It's not necessarily your fault; the ghost of his fingertips across your skin tickles just enough to rouse you. Tangled in the tendrils of sleep and consciousness, laying placid against him, eyes never once daring to open, enchanted by the softness of his touch. 
It always follows the same pattern, starting at the edge of your hip and crawling upward, traipsing across an invisible line. Across your waist and ribs, all the way up to your collar, then down your right arm. 
His end goal is always the same, no matter which side of your body his journey begins on. Calloused thumb tracing across those old scars, a distant relic of barbed wire that once wrapped around you, like some cruel attempt at keeping you in a world that you did not belong in. The promise of them vanishing was only half true; though they've faded, they're still there—like some kind of souvenir.
His finger drifts down to your wrist, chasing the stray marking that has very nearly faded from existence entirely. A part of you wonders if he and his soft touches are the reason behind its disappearance, gently loving away the wounds of your past.
Outside, Nyx whinies. A strangled noise that is more akin to a whistle than anything else. You're beginning to think she'll never get the hang of this 'real horse' thing. Despite four and a half years of practice, she hasn't improved all that much. 
"I know you're awake," Rhett chuckles, his lips brushing against your forehead. 
Before you can stop it, the corner of your mouth lifts with a lazy grin. "No, I'm not." Might as well commit to it; you're already in this far. 
But he's already got you figured out, big arm curling around your waist and pulling you into his naked chest. Close enough to let you nuzzle into the crook of his neck, warm and clinging to the remnants of your body wash that he keeps 'accidentally' using.  
"Whatever y' say, buttercup." Pressing a kiss against the side of your head, his unshaven jaw bumping, scratching the skin there. 
The horses and cattle need feeding, but your eyes are already growing heavy again, unable to stay awake when you're snuggled up against a big, warm cowboy. "How'd you know I was awake?" 
"Secret superpower," even though you can't see it, you can hear the smile in his groggy tone. 
You really, really shouldn't go back to sleep. You've got an errand to run in town at a shop that closes early, and you promised Cecelia that you and Rhett would be over for a movie night, but it's just so tempting. Rhett and his rhythmic heartbeat, so close that you can feel it thumping against your cheek. 
"I know what you're thinkin'," he murmurs, so quiet that you nearly miss it, "we can sleep a lil longer."
Your eyes are closed before he can give you that second kiss. And this time, you're not pretending to be asleep. 
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faerenjun · 8 months
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kitwasnothere · 4 months
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volume warning
@1dont-really-know
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halloween-sweets · 1 year
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sammi-xox · 22 days
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🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻 Send this flower to 10 (or more 🤗) mutuals to let them know you love them 🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
T ^ T luv u too bby!!!!💕💕
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fear-is-truth · 2 months
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You are lowkey my dream person you’re so cool and talented 😭
anon i- i don’t know how to reply to this.. words fail me
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mjtheartist04 · 4 months
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Hi, I hope you don't mind, I made a little doodle for you (〃ノωノ)
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OMGGGG
IM CRYING HALP
CROISSANTI, YOU SWEET BEAUTIFUL HUMAN BEING!
I LITERALLY SCREAMED-
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THANK YOUUU!😭💕💗💖
I LOVE IT SO MUCH!🥺 JEBWLSBEKSNSJSJS
MY HEART! AUGHHH!!😭 ITS SO PRECIOUS! LOOK AT THEM!!! THEY LOOK SO COZY🥺💜🩵💜🩵💜🩵
ILOVEITILOVEITILOVEITILOVEITILOVEIT
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rumade · 6 months
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Sometimes you just wanna get flowers (did 2 hours Japanese study without crying)
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grandmaster-anne · 1 year
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13 March 2023 The Princess Royal attends the annual Commonwealth Day Service at Westminster Abbey in London.
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yuezhong · 1 year
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Cottagecore
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a/n: can you believe this has been sitting in my drafts since last year. Anyway, without further ado I present to you my own take on the cottagecore aesthetic featuring Eula,Albedo,Kaeya,Zhongli and Kazuha!! 
Addendum: Dedicating Kaeya,Albedo and Kazuha's parts to my dearest friends <3. Starfell, my dear/p thank you so much for helping me manage my genshin account during my period of absence (due to finals). We have known each other for quite a while now and I have come to treasure our friendship a lot, thank you for everything you've done for me up until now. It's my turn to return the favour <3. 
Rei, I have come to know you for quite some time now as well, thank you for being a good friend and joining in on me and Starfell's shenanigans in our server haha.
Almond gege!! Though it's been a while since we last talked via dms it's still a lot of fun when I get to talk to you!! I adore your writing style and enjoy interacting with you in general :3 I genuinely cherish you as a friend and am hoping for the best for our friendship!! 
And now I'm done expressing my gratitude and platonic lovemail, happy reading!!
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notes:© all rights belong to yuezhong. Eula Lawrence, Albedo Kreideprinz, Kaeya Alberich, Zhongli and Kaedehara Kazuha belong to Hoyoverse. Please do not plagiarize or copy any of my works and upload them anywhere. Reblog if you enjoyed! It helps a lot <3. Taglist form is still closed as of now.
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☆ EULA LAWRENCE
Born into a life of wealth and luxury, EULA never had to worry about the woes of being in poverty nor fret over being unable to place food on her plate. 
Despite indulging in the multitudinal privileges of a silver spoon, she longs for freedom. She yearns to dance shoeless amongst large, open prairies beyond her comfortable, but stuffy abode. She yearns to run through the village streets, arms linked with friends while laughing heartily without a care in the world.
Because surely, she was meant for more than just practised smiles, business negotiations, and the inevitable arranged marriage with another influential industrial partner to expand her family’s power? 
Yearning leads to wanting, wanting leads to acting on one’s desires. Eula embodies this by her recent absences in her lessons; opting to go on introspective strolls in the nearby woodland to recollect her thoughts. 
When tutors came knocking on the door of Lord and Lady Lawrence to file yet another complaint of their eldest’s disappearance, the owners of the manor could only release twin huffs of exhausted exasperation; for they knew there was nothing they could do about their daughter’s one-track mind on her quests for freedom, though they were transient. 
The unpredictability of what life had to offer was daunting, yet oh-so wondrous at the same time. Chancing upon you was one of the latter. 
It was just one step of absent-mindedness, an innocent meeting of eyes.
Your congregation with her was fairytale-esque, whimsical with a touch of something reminiscent of a past love story. Perhaps you two were soulmates of a crueller past?; Bound once more by fate’s merciful hand. 
Whatever the circumstances that led to the two of you currently curling into the other’s embrace could not change one thing though: Her family would never approve of the blooming feelings between you two. This you know well. 
After all, why would they give their blessings entailing their daughter’s happiness to an outcast like you? Much less a witch. You are branded a sinner for your practices in sorcery, a cesspool of evil (or that was what most thought).
But in Eula’s eyes, she saw none of that sort. 
You are her safe haven, the fields of elysium where she can frolic blissfully all day long. And to secure the safety of it, she will brave every snowstorm, cut through biting frost thrown against both of you by the rest of the world. 
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☆ALBEDO KREIDEPRINZ
As the sole medical practitioner in his village, ALBEDO is exalted for his role.
He takes pride in his line of work; but never exudes hubris for his achievements. Ever the humble worker, he tends to all with kindness: welcoming them with open arms entwined with generosity. 
Other than his amicable presence, his intellect is another one of the driving forces that gravitates people towards him. 
Scholars and members of academia alike sing praises for his sincere manner of speech, his efficacy in carrying out tasks. Cordial words bring the gist of topics in his medical presentations to life; holding candle light to Minerva’s clever hand in weaving embroidered tales. Yet his diligence keeps him on the right path, never straying from his destination. Patients recount his gentleness in treating their ailments, not once uttering words of ill-intent about their pains or the lengthy periods of time needed to guide them to full-recovery. 
Not born a social butterfly, Albedo instead opts to sit in the shade of his veranda⎯⎯ a structure of respite within the large expanse of the garden surrounding his cottage. He’d sit cross-legged with a book in hand on one of the chairs⎯⎯wrought carefully of fine mahogany as he savoured his favourite blend of tea languidly. 
It is only when he hears your voice does his ears perk up (figuratively). Carefully, he slots his bookmark between the pages to mark the passage he stopped on prior to your arrival. 
“Albedo!” 
He could feel the corners of his lips quirk up faintly at the sound of your voice as you jog towards him. Ah, what a lovely day to spend it outside.  
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☆ KAEYA ALBERICH
“The word trouble and KAEYA go hand in hand.” These are the whispers of superficial neighbours that often reach your ears.
As his playmate who has seen him through thick and thin since young, you dismiss their hollow words easily. There is certainly more depth to Kaeya than it meets the eye; the many layered undertones of his character and complex past are two of the few clandestine things he entrusts you with. 
As the son of your village’s chief, it is not uncommon to find him out and about. This could be the direct link to the so-called “trouble” he causes, which is in reality just people’s misinterpretations of his intentions; and on top of that he somehow always manages to find himself in the wrong place at the wrong time. 
His unintentional penchant for attracting misfortune has left even his close ones baffled. And so, you take it upon yourself to rectify or at least mitigate this inborn unfortunate trait of his. 
“Kaeya!” 
A few soft taps against the glass window of the wooden hut where he shares residence with his father snaps him out of the dazed trance he somehow managed to fall into. Kaeya shifts his gaze to the source of your suppressed cry, grey eye glinting with a fondness only reserved for you and you alone. 
Gingerly, he presses both palms onto the cool, flat surface of both panes. Then after he has made sure you backed away completely from the window, he exerts a little more pressure onto the panes. 
“Hi.” His familiar, half-crescent smile greets you. 
“Hi.” Reciprocating with a grin, you rummage through the burlap sack, sifting through the various items stored away inside which were not visible to Kaeya’s wandering eye. 
“It’s an amulet, to keep you out of trouble.” You smile, cupping the said object in your hand with practised caution before placing it into his. 
Cooing a flirtatious “thank you, darling~ I will be sure to return the favour.” directly into your ear, Kaeya leans forward to press a kiss onto your cheek. He only chuckled at your attempts to hide your flustered state as he slipped off into the sableness of the night, guided by Luna's mellow rays. 
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☆ZHONGLI
Toiling away at his crops diligently, ZHONGLI pauses to wipe the sweat away from his brows with the back of his hand. 
“Ah,hello.” He smiles warmly, tipping his straw hat in jest at you. Chuckling at the sound of your laugh at his little gesticulation, he beckons you into his cottage with a courteous hand.
 What awaits you inside are two earthen cups (moulded by his clever hand on his potter’s wheel) of lukewarm tea 𑁋 lavender, he informs. Ever the gentleman, Zhongli pulls your chair out for you as you set your things down by the door. 
An hour of idle chit-chat and degusting his wonderful tea later, he noticed your furrowed brows were directed at something outside one of the windows. Following your line of sight, he instantly knew why as soon as he set his eyes on a cluster of cumulonimbus clouds gathering in the sky.
“Would you like to stay over?” He proffered. 
A timid “yes please, apologies for the intrusion.” draws the smile you love so much from his lips. 
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☆ KAEDEHARA KAZUHA
As a wanderer, KAZUHA has acclimated to the various perks and quirks of life on the-go. Whether it be finding lodgings in peculiar places or the capricious storms Inazuma brings.
Occasionally though, he would take a break from his nomadic lifestyle and settle down in small villages or suburban towns bustling with life for as long as he feels like it. 
That was how he was going to spend the rest of his life 𑁋 as a drifter, free as the winds captured by the sails of his raft he always relied upon to take him to new places; or so he thought.
A fond smile replaces his once neutral countenance as Kazuha gazes at the band of his ring resting snugly around his fourth finger. It has been a year since he became wedded to you and settled down for good. Yet, it still feels like a dream to him.
Kazuha’s mind couldn’t help but navigate its way back to the day before his promise of devoting himself to you as his bandaged fingers traced over the ring’s cool surface. You and him met by mere happenstance, it was as if fate had woven this indeterminate path for him and you were the one who lifted the mist that veiled it. 
Your magnanimity is something he will be eternally grateful for. Had you not offered to share your cottage with him when it was peak tourist season, he would have been homeless. 
Ah, your profession of your feelings to him is another one of the memories he holds dear in his repertoire. 
“The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?” If you had been any softer, the words that slipped from your lips would have been whisked away by the tranquil night breeze.
His eyes fluttered shut in content. Kazuha nodded in assent.
“Indeed. I would be delighted to watch it together with you for as long as we shall live.”
You are half his soul, his north star and his inspiration for the poetry he waxes.
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