#🌸 petals

[tingyunz]

unforseen parting

pairing: alhaitham x reader

contents: character death, angst, no comfort, mentions of blood, there's some talk about wound but nothing too graphic

synopsis: it wasn't supposed to end this way. but none of you were able to change this outcome.

additional notes: written for @versadies farewell, love collab, prompt 10 “don’t die on me... please”; alhaitham might be a bit ooc; also i'm so sorry if this ends up being bad, i haven't written angst in a long while and i also wrote this being half-asleep; reblogs are appreciated!

genshin masterlist: [here]

breathe in.

it's no secret that the life of a scholar can be a dangerous one, with research sometimes leading into places crawling with monsters. yet you always managed to come out of it with small injures and that was only in the worst scenarios, be it by yourself or with help that seemed to always show up at the right time.

breathe out.

and yet, you had a feeling that this time you might not make it. you could feel the blood seeping through your fingers, as you tried to stop the bleeding from the wound your stomach, and the adrenaline wearing off in favor of the fatigue catching up to you.

don't panic.

a small part of you hoped that someone miraculously would show up to help you, even though you knew it wasn't possible. after all, you'd made sure of it by getting into the worst fight with your boyfriend that morning. what's started as a simple question if you could go out another day, as he wasn't able to accompany you, somehow turned out into a full blown argument with you angrily accusing him of underestimating your abilities.

it's gonna be alright.

but it wasn't, was it? turns out you were the one, who underestimated the situation, getting yourself injured at the worst possible place and time. that ruin drake was a nasty surprise, yet could you really be surprised after choosing to conduct you research near an old ruin golem?

you thought you could reach a breakthrough, if you came here, but right now that research was the last thing on your mind. you needed urgent medical attention, but the closest settlement was further than you could hope to get and you started to feel as if all the exhaustion in the world was suddenly dumped on you.

i'm scared.

then came the pain, pulsing in your stomach as the adrenaline wore of completely. it dispelled the tiredness for a short moment, but it was enough for you to hear someone calling your name.

"[name]!"

then there was a sound of rushing footsteps and suddenly someone dropped in front of you and brought your body closer to theirs, applying some more pressure to your wound.

"it's okay, i've got you." they whispered, but there was some sort of shakiness in their voice. "you're gonna be okay."

when you lifted your head to look at your saviour, your half-closed eyes were met with a sight that you never thought you'd see.

it was alhaitham who was desperately trying to stop your bleeding, yet one look at his face made it obvious that the normally composed scribe was barely holding himself together, probably trying to look calm for your sake.

"you're here..." you murmured, somehow finding the energy to speak.

"of course i am. and i'm sorry that i didn't come sooner. but... i'll make it up to you really good, so... don't die on me... please."

maybe if you were more careful. maybe if you listened to him and didn't go on this expedition. maybe the two of you wouldn't be in this situation, instead sharing some drinks at puspa cafe or just simply reading some books together, finding comfort in each other's presence.

but you didn't listen, nor were you careful enough. so when the sun set on this almost completely normal day, instead of comforting silence or happy smile, there was only a small "i'm sorry" you breathed with your last breath and the final drop of your eyelids.

and only then alhaitham allowed himself to cry, letting tears fall from his eyes as silent tears wrecked his body.

because this time you left too quickly and to a place he couldn't follow you yet. and the silence that fell after your departure was the furthest thing from comforting.

"i'm sorry... i wasn't able to protect you..."

© tingyunz 2022, please refrain from copying and reposting my works!

[chikaras-garden]

I think Demonhead Damian would absolutely love to take care of his lover when she’s sick, even going as far as to do the cooking himself instead of relying on his servants (just in case someone tries to take advantage of your weakened state and poison you).

This one goes out to all the babes who apparently got sick over the holidays (I'm babes).

Something is wrong with your powers. Not in the sense that you’re a danger to those around you, no—but they are draining you more than usual, leaving you hopelessly fatigued and, well, sick.

So sick that you barely have the energy to lift your head when a pair of servants enter your room shadowed by Damian, who watches them like a hawk. 

When one of them sets a bowl on your nightstand, you eye it curiously. Blearily, you ask, “What is that?”

Damian gives you an incredulous look. “It is soup.”

The servants step back into the shadowy corners of the room, and it’s almost as if you’re alone with Damian when he sits on the edge of your bed, then pulls the bowl into his lap. 

“Red lentil soup. I made it myself,” he murmurs while presenting the spoon to your dry lips. You eagerly take what he feeds you, and it tastes so wonderful that you suddenly, painfully recall that it’s been too long since you ate anything.

“Why?” you husk, rubbing at your tired eyes for but a moment before Damian’s hand replaces yours, and he soothes your face with a warm cloth. 

And there’s that look again. “Because you are ill.”

“But we have servants—“

He silences you with a kiss on your forehead. “I trust no one around you when you are so weak, beloved. I barely trust myself.”

“Damian,” you whisper, suddenly breathless with something much more pleasant than your lingering cough. It isn’t that you doubted his ability to cook—you’re certain he can do anything he decides to do—but you’re surprised and touched that he would go to all that trouble, humbling himself in this way only for you.

“Hush,” he soothes. When he dips the spoon into the soup again, you catch the faintest hint of a shy smile on his lips. “Eat now, please. I need to ensure your strength returns.”

[lumineselfshippy]

OK maybe this ones a little self indulgent BUT!!! your f/o WANTS to call you!! they'd love to call with you!! to hear your voice and to talk with you, maybe even facetime with you if you wanna!

imagine sitting on your bed/couch, listening to them talk about their day. Or, maybe, instead, think about them listening to you talk about your day! You're rambling, and they interrupt with a chuckle. You ask why they laughed and they respond with, "It's because you're so cute."

Think about your f/o wanting to call with you!!! Wanting to willingly talk to you, for hours at a time if you want that!!!

[hyunpic]

[robo-milky]

“It depicts a …sleeping man?”

Whew— Rook’s demise is done! One more to go on the chopping block-

Gallery guests(s): @authoruio

[prettiestace]

[iwouldfuckdarkiplier]

Mayor Damien falling in love with the DA slowly over time, all their little quirks and odd habits, their smile and the light in their eyes.

And then Dark finding the DA again after they have esceped their void prison and though they don’t remember everything about their former life and they’re not quite their former self, everything that Damien loved about them is still their. And slowly, Dark finds himself falling in love with them like its the first time 🥰

I am just so soft for the idea of two people who are meant to love each other and will find each other no matter the circumstances

-🌸🌼 petal anon

[euphor1a]

🎧!

Hiiii hello :))) thank you for sending in! hehe ^^ ;; your blog mostly has reblogs of gifsets & fics (nothing wrong with it obviously kdjdjjd) so i tried to base the songs off your layout <3!

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send me a 🎧 and i’ll assign your blog a song i like, based on the vibes/aes! <3

[cupids-chamber]

i have arrived with a riddle brainrot~ this one was formed by his homescreen(?) line from his masterchef card o((*^▽^*))o

Riddle scratches his head while he stares at a page of the cooking book he was holding,

"What does it mean when it says to add an adequate amount?" he pouted as he indirectly was asking for your help.

You leaned over his shoulder looking at the page opened,

"Ah—" a small smile forming on your lips, you tore your gaze from the book to riddle's eyes.

"It means to add the amount of salt to your liking"

His eyebrows furrowed, trying to understand your words.

Giving a little giggle, you push yourself away gently from his body,

"you don't understand? it's the same thing as how you don't like junk food yet other people like it"

"But that's because—"

"Cooking is like art, Riddle. Let's say people are tasked to paint the same picture, and surprisingly, they all look the same but yet, when taking a closer look, you can see the difference clearly, do you know what that difference is?"

He ponders for a moment before giving you his answer

"The brush strokes?"

Your eyes lit up,"Yes! That's the answer! even if the same picture is being painted, no two brush strokes would be similar as to the picture, some people paint the picture a little bit differently to adjust it to their liking"

"But how does that link to cooking?"

"It correlates each other because it means that people can have different tastes, thus the 'add an adequate amount'"

He stares at you with a dumfounded expression, before he starts to turn red.

The change in colour with his face made you a bit worried.

"Riddle? Are you alrigh—"

"—Yes, I'm perfectly fine letsgetonitwiththecooking—" He turns away albeit rather too quickly back to the stove carrying on with his task. You shrugged at his actions and continued on helping him.

What you didn't know was that he was thinking at somehow you looked more appealing towards him explaining something so trivial yet so patiently, not that he'd admit it to you to his grave.

｡ﾟ( ﾟஇ‸இﾟ+)ﾟ｡ RIddle. Love. Riddle. Riddle.

[tingyunz]

ubiquity

pairing: gepard landau x reader

synopsis: seven different worlds, seven different lives; with him being the only constant thing in all of them.

additional notes: this is me giving myself an excuse to write different tropes and aus while forcing my motivation to come back from the grave

started on: [tba]

finished on: [tba]

honkai star rail masterlist: [here]

Chapter 1: revolting heart

Chapter 2: in red ink

Chapter 3: latte with double syrup

Chapter 4: blooming heliotrope

Chapter 5: spilled wine

Chapter 6: wilting black-eyed susan

Epilogue: fleeting moments

© tingyunz 2023-2024, please refrain from copying and reposting my works!

[ladytsunadehime]

Mun Comforts

Repost do not reblog!

Comfort food(s): Pepperoni pizza, noodles, chocolate & peanut butter, cheese, and hummus with pretzels.

Comfort drink(s): Tea, milk, boba tea, wine, and amaretto sour.

Comfort movie(s): The Sound of Music, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, Zootopia, Big Hero 6, and more!

Comfort show(s): SVU, Loki (s1), NCIS, and Criminal Minds, Sailor Moon, and more!

Comfort clothing: Leggings and a big sweater.

Comfort song(s): It changes all the time.

Comfort book(s): MHA, Sailor Moon, The Book Thief, and more! I read a lot.

Comfort game(s): Any Pokémon game, animal crossing, Mario kart for the Nintendo.

Tagged by: Stolen from: @historias-multorum

Tagging: @avengernomore @super-kame-love @heavenlypaper @nobunaga-the-warlord @thetoaddaddy and you there!!

[saltyfilmmajor]

Dropping hints that I want a lego botanical set for my birthday

[thewingedmuse]

𝓪 𝓹𝓮𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼

Hello all, welcome to a petal for your words. This is the first ask game/event on my blog. You can request for a personal reading via ask. I'll be answering up to 10 people, but will answer more if I feel inclined to.

This is what each person will receive:

1. A card reading of your question.

2. A picture of a flower that represents your energy as it appears to me.

3. A brief description of your energy.

Please peruse the rules carefully:

1. Reblog this post.

2. Send in one ask:

Your question (one question per person; keep in mind I don't do health and celebrity readings)

Your initials and pronouns

A picture of a flower you like

Tell me why you like that flower :)

3. Give feedback after you received your reading. Tell me what resonates and what doesn't.

Please check whether this event is open under the cut. Thanks!

Closed!

[prettiestace]

roope - serving c*nt since ‘96

Married to the owner of the sin bin and engaged to the local book store lurker

hangouts: aceandspades24@gmail.com

[her-penetrating-soul]

"And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone."

~William Butler Yeats

[euphor1a]

Hope you've been well just dropping by to say HIIIIIIII plus give you some love 🤲🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷!!!!

HIIIIII LOVELY!!! Thank you for dropping by! It’s always a joy to see you popping up in my notifications 🤭

I’m same ol’ surviving life kshdbjdk 🤺 how about you!! Thank you for the love and junnie <333 I’m sending you a big parcel full of my love right back! 💕