#oc gardener

[transgender-scout]

Don’t know if this is late or early but happy birthday!! Here’s a doodle for u :333

AAAAAHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! THATS SO SWEET OF YOU HE LOOKS ADORABLE!!!!!!!!! <3333 THANK YOUUUU <3333333

[bumblesteak]

She'll be escorting you shortly...

[solsarts]

Led through the mist By the milk-light of Moon All that was lost, is revealed

Our long bygone burdens, mere echoes of the spring But where have we come, and where shall we end?

If dreams can't come true, then why not pretend?

Oh, how the gentle wind Beckons through the leaves As autumn colors fall

Dancing in a swirl Of golden memories The loveliest lies of all 🍂♪

[bigfatbreak]

while im at it, lore for my painted pegasus because life is a lucid dream

later in life garden/SS will have big problems in the royal guard bc a captain there has beef with his dad, but itll be fine eventually

[perisceris]

DARK ENTRIES

[huevember-9]

[pickled-flowers]

Fare, The Garden

[lydiacreative]

Cat's Oasis °｡⋆

This place would heal me frfr

[cosmic-nopedog]

Ghast lady!

[Patreon jan 30 2023]

[viveliaaah]

Hello, this is my first post on Tumblr

Her name is Bnee and she is a Botanist, Explorer/Ex-Mercernary for hire, she likes bunnies, although it isn't clear if she is a bunny girl herself or not, LOl

[ghouljams]

I can just imagine the first time König meets his darling goes a little like; he steps on one of her flowers and out of nowhere this woman appears and starts giving him the dressing down of his life for being "such a clumsy, unobservant oaf," but the whole time he's just starting at her with heart eyes.

She could also keep the name Bee, because she's buzzing about the flowers all day. Though, perhaps she's a bit more like a hornet with that fiery personality she has.

Yeah that's pretty much how it happens.

König has never cared much for plants, he walks through the garden with advisors in tow, grumbling and growling until he finally rounds on them to leave him the hell alone for two goddamn minutes. Christ he didn't become king so he could deal with all this mundanity, he became king because his father was weak and the kingdom was going to shit. Corruption was a hydra, each head he chopped off just sprouted three more. He needed people he could trust, not power hungry nobles that only sought to elevate their own status by joining his cabinet. He may have to look outside the kingdom for that.

König stops at the edge of a wide flower bed, well tended, but in his way. The garden is full of winding paths, ones meant to draw people in to the scenery and inspire admiration in whatever flora is blooming. As previously stated, König has never cared much for plants. He steps off the path and into the bed, not so carefully trampling over the blooms and delicate stems that live there. He's king, these are his gardens, he can destroy what he wishes. Actually it's sort of nice to destroy something after a long day of signing laws and reviewing tax nonsense. He steps more purposefully onto a rose bush, eyes wide and pleased at the way the thorns drag against his clothes and attempt to prick him. Good, he hopes they draw a little blood for the trouble it's causing to walk through them. He even hears them yelp.

Oh no, that was a human. He stops grinding his boot into the woody stems and glances back at you. You look horrified. You look mad. Oh you look mad. He feels the emotion sink down his spin like warm honey, your eyes are furious as you pick your way through the trampled flowers. Actually you stop and gasp in horror at one of the bushes he'd destroyed crouching to fret over the stems and cup the delicate petals. König takes that as his sign to continue his walk. He doesn't expect you to stand in front of him or push your hands against his chest to yell at him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" You ask him, fury edging your voice, his eyes dart between yours enjoying the fire in them, "Do you have any idea the work I've had to put in to make the hydrangeas that color? The soil has to be exactly right or they won't be red enough and look at what you're doing to my roses!" You push at him again, he tips his head to properly stare down at you.

"Move." He commands, and you push him again. Something shakes in his eyes, makes the world feel like it's trembling on the edge of insanity.

"You are supposed to stay on the path," You insist, "You move!"

"I am your king," König threatens, "Move or I will move you."

It hardly seems to make you do more than glare. He'd think you were stupid if he hadn't decided you were crazy. You point at the path he's made for himself. "This is my garden, and my flowers, and you-" You jab a finger against his chest, "-are going to apologize for ruining it."

König grabs your wrist and drags you, kicking, the rest of the way across the flower bed. You do your best, but he's sure to make you trample some of your precious flowers same as him. He tosses you onto the path and, though you stumble, you manage to keep yourself upright, glaring as he steps over the stone edging and back onto the path. You clench your hands into fists, and he hopes maybe you'll cry. He likes when that happens, it's fun seeing the waterworks. Instead you slap him, and all his anger and annoyance fall into the pit of his stomach as the chainmail mask stings both his cheek and your hand.

You seem to realize you've just struck the king almost as quickly as König realizes it. Though your reaction and his are miles apart. You freeze and he, decidedly doesn't. König grabs your arms and squeezes you, leaning in close to look you in the eye. You can smell the metal of his mask, see the almost reddish color of his irises. The mad dog that killed his father rather than wait for a throne that was already his. He's going to kill me, you think to yourself, watching the heave of his shoulders as he breathes.

"Do it again," He squeezes you tighter and your fear flips to confusion, "mein Herz, mein liebe, do it again Liebling."

Who are you to deny an order from your king?

[leafie-draws]

leafie dragon 🍃

[bugblast]

portraits of my kitty cats...

[saturncodedstarlette]

Y/N, looks at König :

König, covered with blood & high adrenaline : ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა

Y/N, wants to back out but can’t :

Y/N, takes a deep breath :

Y/N : Alright, we’re going to improve our relationship in this team by telling each other——

König, high on adrenaline :

König, starts waving his knife like a madman : I would kill for you! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡🔪

König, giggles : (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)

[fairycloth]

Flower Field Lesbians 🪻💐🌷

[melveres]

letters from his Spellbinder

[muzzleroars]

the miracle of st. michael (in full bloom)