#calalily

[lesboevils]

calalily screaming at 330 am

[dhampiricbastard]

let me go. i just want to go home. ( tas and cal. ) / MUTUALS MAY RB.

[dhampiricbastard]

" i mean, i guess i wouldn't be opposed now that i'm aware of what i'm in for. but the first time was very out of left field. " she looks at him with large red eyes, black sclera shining seeming to absorb the light around it. " i suppose we've move passed the formal calalily stage. you can just call me cal. "

"Didn't plan on it. I don't feel as strongly about fungi as some of my circle despite my appreciation and symbiotic relationship. Nor am I in the habit of drugging unsuspecting people. Not unless I intend to rob them blind or slit their throats." Tone all too casual before a pipe is brought to painted lips. "Is this a roundabout way to get your hands on more?"

[pebbleisgay]

doing a gen 5 playthrough with some friends so here are the current stars of my team jiblinskiified (gijinkas)

including "hotpot" my pignite, "callie" my petalil (like calalily, yknow?), piou piou my tranquill (who was named like what vaugardians say birds sound like, when she was a pidove and looked like vaugarde birds), an unnamed gothita who is really just my baby cause i love her line, a sandile we picked up to fight elesa, and some.. dipshit simisage... fuck that guy i mean really he's so ass

[littlebit-of-art]

also!

my mom got a bunch of purple and white mums and a calalily for our front yard! (With her bday money! My aunt is so very giving and it makes me happy for my mom)

And i got myself some spring onions and a planter box because growing something from scratch is on my list of "24 hard things to do in 2024"!!

[exoticnanovirus]

i feel like making a tropical arrangement with orchids, calalilies and anthurium but it’s so expensive

[lovingsweetslady]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Gorgeous Faux Floral arrangement..

[barovianlark]

calalily @ valentyna: " perhaps we could become friends. "

valentyna blinks. she's startled by the... offer? option? it reflects in her eyes, a look of surprise that pierces through the apathetic and aloof mask she faced the world with. she almost wants to ask if someone is setting calalily up for this, and if this was merely a joke at her expense, or a true offer. (both terrify valentyna equally.) "i think..." she begins. "i think that would be nice, but i need some time to think on it."

@dhampiricbastard

[apalestar]

now chanting. " puedo dad! "

@dhampiricbastard just gonna set you here.

His face scrunched up like he had swallowed a lemon. Astarion really should have seen that coming. Because Calalily was so bent on being an annoyance, he shoved an inventory stock book into their hands.

"Well since you have nothing better to do, dear, go procure these supplies." He made a motion with his hand for her to shoo. Since apparently they were taking in dhampir now too. "And try not to kill too many people on your way back."

[never-surrender]

Calalily looking at Aurelia with suspicion. " You're Psuedo-Dad's sister right? "

"Ps-psuedo dad..?" The confusion is clear in Aurelias expression. Brows furrowed with a frown on her features, she stares for a moment before speaking again. "Im... not certain who you speak of. I do apologize.."

[cookeybg]

It's 3am and this comment has been on my mind. Instead of sleeping I wrote this. Please excuse any typos and incorrect gardening. It might have ended up being a bit bitter sweet.

Name: White and Yellow

Characters: Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne

Jon's eyes roved over his flower garden, petunias, sunflowers, calalilies, lavender, all blooming beautifully under the bright sun. Bumble bees buzzed happily and lady bugs crawled on leaves. The most prominent flowers were the two rose bushes, one white and one yellow, both inherited from their fathers, both belonging to their respective grandparents who were long passed. Jon picked and plucked the nicest ones, their scents wafting in the air. He took the bundle of flowers into the kitchen and arranged them the way Alfred had taught him so long ago. The way Damian would never admit he cherished, but the small smile and thoughtful gaze would give him away when he thought Jon wasn't looking.

Jon's heart would swell, his feet would levetate from the ground and he would ride that deep yet light feeling until the flowers would wilt. So, Jon made it his mission to always have fresh flowers arranged in that perfect particular way he had been taught. The feeling renewed, over and over again, as true as the seasons and right as rain. Damian's small smile gave him the same energy as the sun.

Jon hummed arranging the bouquet. He left a yellow rose out, to be used separately. When done he took a step back, satisfied with his work. He picked up the lone rose and walked out of the cheery kitchen, smelling it's sweetness.

The sun was high up in the sky, the cicadas sang their song and the butterflies fluttered about. Jon followed the small dirt path, stopping at the base of the hill it led to and admired the giant tree at the top, it's shade casting a large shadow. To Jon it was not hard to notice Damian performing his daily tai chi exercises. Even though age had taken his ability to go out on patrol he still kept his physique in top form.

Jon lightly swept the rose on the top of his lip enjoying its scent, hiding the smile that inadvertently happened whenever he saw Damian. He doubted that age would ever dim the feeling he got, the warmth in his chest, the urge to hold. He floated up instead of walking and as Damian finished his last pose he slipped the yellow rose behind his ear, brushing his finger on salt and pepper hair, enjoying the surprise in those green eyes that he could stare at for hours, had been staring at for years.

"Tt, sentimental fool." But Damian did not remove the flower as he walked away to the bench to grab the towel he used to dry off.

Jon hummed, face turned up to absorb the dappled sunlight, aware of verdant eyes watching him. He opened his bright blues to lock onto Damian's softened green and felt that deep all consuming feeling swell.

The years had not been kind, but to Jon the good times overshadowed the bad and even though, due to his Kryptonian genes, he now looked more like a middle aged man nursing an old man in his retirement, he stayed. Jon was unable to see the age that Damian kept mentioning, unable to fathom ever leaving his side. All Jon could see was their long history, their successes, the fact that people in their line of work were still alive, thriving. That he was still here for him to hug, to kiss.

Love was too weak a word for Jon and age a hindrance only because it would one day take the other half of his soul away. Nonetheless, Jon smiled and took Damian's hand in his.

"I am not so old as to be unable to walk on my own"

"I think I sprained my ankle and need help getting down this hill."

"You're invulnerable."

"What should we make for lunch?"

"Tt."

For now, Jon will ingrave every last minute into memory and worry about what's to come on another day.

Damian and Jon are going to be disgustingly in love even when their old

i mean like yeah, their going to fight and argue and banter but that’s just *them* and you can see the puppy dog eyes as Damian walks away and the soft way Damian would talk about jon

idk I just really would like to believe in love and I think that yeah they’ll face *so* many ups and downs they’re still going to be together and their going to be just as in love as they were when they were younger maybe even more

[lesboevils]

calalily summerborn reference

[dhampiricbastard]

FASHION > calalily summerborn for the valentine's day ball.

[fleur-aesthetic]

instagram | farmgirlflowers

[gardengobbo]

It's crazy how much growth happens in just a couple of days.

May 23rd (left) and May 25th (right)

And we also have a new friend in the lavender! Just a small one, but that makes two sprouts!

I think today work with be q'd for tomrrow, since this posts already photo heavy. Plus, if my book arrives tomorrow as it should, I'll probably not be outside to garden lol.

Also got the wrong sized sanding disc's for the orbital sander, so that rocking chair task I planned on doing today kinda didn't happen. Will be exchanging the sanding disc's for the right sized ones tomorrow too! Busy busy.

Much love, stay zesty, all that good shit.

[keithbangkok]

Three Calalily Blossoms, oil on lamina, (metal plate), 11in. by 7.5in. by Keith Miller