#packs poppy blossom

[jade-green-butterfly]

Just watched Trolls Band Together...ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!!😍😍😍(SPOILERS AHEAD, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!)

Oooh, my Harmonia...just got back from watching Trolls Band Together and my GOODNESS!!🤩✨🤩✨🤩Words cannot describe how amazed and engrossed I was into the whole movie!!💖💖💖Was it worth the seven month wait?😗TOTALLY!!😍😍😍It was absolutely fantastic, and I LOVED and enjoyed every single moment of it!!🥰

I was really getting into scenes, got quite a few laughs out of some scenes and was touched the wholesome ones~💕Branch's brothers were just as enjoyable on screen - John Dory still being my fave as he grew throughout the movie (LOVE Rhonda too!😁) Spruce/Bruce is such a lovable family man, Clay was (serious)ly awesome in his scenes and the tender moments between Floyd and Branch really got me...especially with the flashbacks...🥲 It was so great to see Grandma Rosiepuff again, though I do wish there was more feeling shown when her death was mentioned, hopefully the brothers will come to terms with it more in time...and Branch's bunker plan for them all, d'awww...~🥺So he DID build the bunker for all his family...😭 Viva was such an amazing character as well as she adorably bonded with Poppy (ooh, dear King Peppy, I know you were heartbroken at the time but c'mon...😅) and finally braved out of her comfort zone, and Tiny Diamond going through his big boy phase was real cute and funny😂Bridget and King Gristle were great too, it was lovely seeing them again along with the Bergens!😊 I had a feeling Velvet and Veneer were luring BroZone to them, they were such good villains with their goals and personalities but I am glad Floyd got through to Veneer in the end, and he saw the wrong he and his sister were doing, and came clean to everyone. And Crimp was a cutie and deserves better🫂(glad she got a hug from Poppy and stood up to Velvet and Veneer in the end😌) And it was also great to see some of the Snack Pack again too, including Prince D and especially my darling Cooper too, eeeee~!😍💗💗💗He looked so dapper!💝🥰 Speaking of Poppy, she was just as darling as ever~!😚I seriously LOVED her relationship and her undying love for Branch blossom so much here whilst supporting and fangirling for him all the way as they interacted, bless her~😊And that sweet BROPPY KISS!!🤭...🤩I was going 'YES!! FINALLY!!' under my breath, grinning from ear to ear in that moment~💙💖And that moment when I thought he was gonna pop the question during the performance during the end...hehe, maybe another time~😉But I certainly didn't expect *NSYNC to show up in their trollsonas near the end...what a twist!😮

The chase scene and perfect family harmony scene were truly epic and it really shows, it doesn't have to be perfect as long as we're altogether~💞💓All the locations of the brothers were stunning to look at, with Vacay Island and Spruce/Bruce's family, the creepy abandoned Bergen golf course with the Putt-Putt Trolls, and finally Mount Rageous - a whole lot of wonder to take in!💖Walt Dohrn, Gina Shay and the DreamWorks Animation Crew did such an fantastic job on everything!✨🌟✨And that huge BroZone hug...again, d'aaaaww~!😭

As for the songs...I'll be downloading the rest of the album now because they were all wonderful to listen to!🎧🎶Real boyband and 90's nostalgia~✨I know they're gonna be stick in my head for a long time, hehe!😆I have so many faves, especially all versions of 'Better Place'~😚

A greatly HUGE thank-you in a million to everyone Trolls for such a fantastic movie, which I wonderfully enjoyed all the way through, from start to finish!🌟👏👏👏🌟AAAHH!!💓💗💓I JUST LOVED IT ALL!! 😍🤩😍I give it a solid 9.5 out of 10!!😊👍✨Totally made my weekend~!🫶🥰

[hogwartslegacyreactions2]

Hi there! First, I wanna say I absolutely love your works; they are all great, and I enjoy reading every one of their reactions!

Can I request to see HLC (including professors) react to MC sniffing them (out for many reasons, but mainly they want to remember their smell)? Just genuinely curious about what they would usually smell like :) Thank you! And wish to see more works of yours!

A/N: laughing so hard the whole time writing this 🤣

HLC REACT TO MC SNIFFING THEM

SEBASTIAN SALLOW: Old books and smoke. He smells like a stack of forgotten tomes that were set on fire. He raises an eyebrow and laughs. "You're not going to lick me next, are you?"

OMINIS GAUNT: Clean linens and a touch of mint. "...did you just sniff me?" One would think he'd be used to MC's weird behavior by now. Alas, he is not.

ANNE SALLOW: Wild flowers. She smells like she's been laying out in a meadow in spring. She smells her own robes. "What? Do I smell bad?"

IMELDA REYES: Broom polish and various wood scents. She gives MC a strong side-eye glare. "What are you doing?"

NATSAI ONAI: Incense and fresh cut grass. She gives MC an unsure look but smiles anyway. "You're acting strange. Even by your standards."

GARRETH WEASLEY: He smells like an apothecary shop threw up on him, that also exploded. "What? Do I still smell like burnt rat hair? I thought I got that out."

LEANDER PREWETT: Cheap cologne that screams "try hard", but at the same time isn't overly offensive. He side steps away from MC. "Please, stop that."

AMIT THAKKAR: Parchment and spilled ink. He startles when MC sniffs him and he jumps away like a startled cat. "What was that about?"

EVERETT CLOPTON: Depends on the day. There is no consistency with him. Some days he smells like a pack of dung bombs, others he smells like a summer breeze. He sweats nervously, hoping that MC doesn't smell dung bombs.

POPPY SWEETING: Ever smelled a horse with feathers? That's her. She watches MC curiously. "What are you sniffing around like a niffler for?"

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ELEAZAR FIG: A well kept library. Old leather and parchment. He sniffs MC back. "I'd say we're both due for a wash after all the running around we've been doing."

MATILDA WEASLEY: Orchids, her favorite floral scent. She gives MC an unsure glance. "You could just ask what perfume I use."

CHIYO KOGAWA: Leather and sweat. Even with quidditch canceled, she's always out and about the grounds. "Don't sniff. That's rather rude."

AESOP SHARP: The wizard equivalent of Old Spice and a hint of fire whiskey. He just rolls his eyes. He doesn't get paid enough for this.

ABRAHAM RONEN: Sugar and cinnamon. Always smells like he just came back from Honeydukes. "Oh my, do I smell bad?" He's genuinely concerned and smells his own robes.

MIRABEL GARLICK: A garden. Flowers, soil, pottery; the whole shabang. "I was repotting mandrakes with the third years today. Sorry if I smell a bit ripe." She laughs.

MUDIWA ONAI: Incense and palm oil. She offers MC some incense. "Would you like to burn some for your dorm? You smell like you could use it."

BAI HOWIN: She works in beast pens all day. Enough said. MC doesn't even need to get close to smell her on some days.

DINAH HECAT: Amazingly. Nothing. Her time as an unspeakable has taught her to be undetectable, even by smell. Old habits die hard.

CUTHBERT BINNS: He doesn't so much give off a scent, as he does a cold chill if MC gets too close.

SATYAVATI SHAH: VERY faint smell of cherry blossom. She's very guarded of her personal space, so MC will have a hard time catching it.

PHINEAS NIGELLUS BLACK: Expensive cologne and hair tonic. He steps away from MC. Ew. Students.

[pupsmailbox]

MOTH︰BUTTERFLY ID PACK

NAMES ⌇　acantha.　adela.　adley.　aetheria.　aiden.　ainsley.　alis.　allison.　amos.　angle.　ankova.　antler.　apollo.　apple.　arches.　arden.　argent.　ari.　aruna.　ashworth.　aspen.　asteria.　astralyn.　atlas.　barberry.　bay.　bee.　belina.　bellamy.　belle.　blair.　blake.　blossom.　bright.　brighton.　bryn.　butter.　butterfleigh.　butterfly.　cadi.　cai.　calesia.　cali.　canary.　carson.　cayana.　chai.　cherry.　chouko.　cinnabar.　cistus.　clancy.　clifden.　cloud.　clover.　cosmia.　crimson.　daisy.　dakota.　december.　dewick.　dorian.　dot.　dusk.　dust.　eclipse.　eilira.　eilliot.　ellison.　elnora.　emerald.　ermina.　ermine.　esmerelda.　esther.　evelyn.　evern.　falena.　fern.　finley.　fisher.　flora.　fly.　flynn.　forest.　fox.　foxglove.　galatea.　galium.　garnet.　ghost.　ginny.　greta.　grey.　haden.　haven.　hawk.　haworth.　hayden.　heath.　herald.　hesperia.　holli.　hollis.　isabella.　ismeria.　isola.　jael.　jayden.　jersey.　july.　june.　juniper.　juno.　kahli.　kai.　karran.　karson.　kentish.　kimko.　kit.　kori.　lace.　lackey.　langmaid.　lepida.　light.　luca.　lucy.　luna.　lunar.　malam.　maple.　march.　mariposa.　marlow.　marrow.　mars.　may.　micah.　mirza.　mocha.　molie.　monroe.　moth.　mothra.　mothy.　nettle.　november.　oak.　ocaria.　oleander.　opal.　palmyra.　paru.　parvaneh.　peach.　pearl.　pepper.　pine.　pinion.　plume.　poppy.　psyche.　quinn.　reed.　reid.　rekoa.　remi.　riband.　ricki.　robin.　rose.　rosy.　rowan.　ruby.　rufous.　sable.　saffron.　saga.　saige.　scarlet.　scotch.　sibylla.　silver.　skyler.　sula.　swift.　tara.　tate.　tatum.　tawny.　tera.　thora.　tiger.　una.　vanessa.　violet.　virginia.　weaver.　winter.　wren.　yara.　zephyr.　zephyra.　zion.　zoumi.

PRONOUNS ⌇　admir/admiral.　ant/antenna.　anten/antenna.　antler/antler.　apple/apple.　blood/blood.　blue/blue.　bu/butterfly.　bug/bug.　butter/butterfly.　carpet/carpet.　chalk/chalk.　cherry/cherrie.　chrysalis/chrysali.　clear/clearwing.　cloud/cloud.　cocoo/cocoon.　cocoon/cocoon.　dagger/dagger.　dark/dark.　dew/dew.　dot/dot.　dusk/dusk.　dust/dust.　erm/ermine.　eye/eye.　flame/flame.　flap/flap.　flow/flower.　flu/fluttflutter.　fluff/fluff.　fluff/luff.　flutter/flutter.　fly/fly.　forest/forest.　fri/fritillary.　frit/fritillery.　goat/goat.　gold/gold.　hair/hairstreak.　hawk/hawk.　hawk/hawkmoth.　heart/heart.　hide/hide.　hook/hook.　in/insect.　insect/insect.　lace/lace.　lamp/lamp.　leaf/leaf.　lepidoptera/lepidoptera.　light/light.　lu/luna.　luna/luna.　lunar/lunar.　maple/maple.　mo/monarch.　mo/moth.　mocha/mocha.　moon/moon.　mor/morpho.　moth/moth.　nec/nectar.　night/night.　night/night.　nocturnal/nocturnal.　noct/nocturnal.　oak/oak.　plume/plume.　reed/reed.　riph/ripheu.　rose/rose.　sallow/sallow.　shark/shark.　sil/silk.　silk/silk.　small/small.　snout/snout.　squeak/squeak.　squeak/squeaker.　stripe/stripe.　sul/sulphur.　swa/swallow.　swa/tail.　swall/swallowtail.　swift/swift.　tiny/tiny.　tuss/tussock.　wax/waxe.　wing/wing.　☁️ . ⭐️ . 🌕 . 💡 . 🦋 .

[chichirid]

꒰ა airi and minori id pack ໒꒱

(names, pronouns, titles)

minori names: alice, alicia, alyssa, april, blossom, bluebell, celia, chloe, clair, clover, daisy, ellie, evie, faith, felicity, fiona, gaia, hana, hazel, holly, hope, ivy, lily, lucy, mai, maple, may, midori, naomi, poppy, sakura, sophia, tulip, willow

airi names: aiko, aimi, amber, amy, ari, avery, cherie, cordelia, emi, freya, hibiscus, isabelle, jacqueline, jasmine, juliet, lovelynn, mari, mia, natalie, nicole, reina, riko, rosanna, rose, ruby, scarlett, stephanie, valentina, valerie, venus, wendy, yasmin

pronouns: kyu/kyutes, macaron/macarons, clove/clover, petal/petals, shi/shine, lace/laces, fri/frill, float/floats, star/stars, melo/melody, spark/sparkles, sing/song, heart/hearts, smile/smiles, flower/flowers, angel/angels

titles: (prn) with a transforming dream, (prn) with a tsundere streak, (prn)’s happy everyday life as an idol, (prn) whose fanchants echo through sunlight, (prn) who stands on a bubbly stage, (prn) whose frills float through the sky, (prn) with a fluttering dress, the singer with a dress made from dreams, the singer with an unwavering smile, the ever-blooming idol, the positive flower, the soaring idol, the idol who won’t back down

song titles: (prn) standing on the place of dreams, (prn)’s sparkling colour, the idol made from the material of love, the singer adorned in the colour of drops, the angel’s clover, the newly edged idol, the idol on a sparkling stage

[saturniasxenos]

Nature / Flora ID Pack

Inside this pack, you will find: Pronouns, Titles, Names, and Genders that relate to Nature, Flora, Flowers, Trees, and anything alike!

This is my 3rd NPT pack! 💜 I hope you find what you are looking for. I try to add as MUCH content as possible, so even if you don't find it, you can have an idea! (I'm still not the best at titles...)

🍀 Pronouns:

Flo/Florae/Flora/Floras/Floraself

Flo/Flora/Floral/Florals/Floralself

Flo/Flow/Flower/Flowers/Flowerself

Le/Lea/Leaf/Leafs/Leafself

Tre/Tree/Trees/Trees/Treeself

Wo/Woo/Wood/Woods/Woodself

For/Fores/Forest/Forests/Forestself

Na/Natu/Nature/Natures/Natureself

Clo/Clove/Clover/Clovers/Cloverself

Pla/Plan/Plant/Plants/Plantself

Bi/Bio/Bios/Bios/Bioself

Mo/Moss/Mossy/Mosses/Mossself

Gra/Grass/Grassy/Grasses/Grassself

Ec/Eco/Ecos/Ecos/Ecoself

Fun/Fung/Fungi/Fungus/Fungiself

Mush/Mushro/Mushroom/Mushrooms/Mushroomself

Al/Alga/Algae/Algaes/Algaeself

Ea/Ear/Earth/Earths/Earthself

Ju/Jung/Jungle/Jungles/Jungleself

Pi/Pin/Pine/Pines/Pineself

Ta/Tai/Taiga/Taigas/Taigaself

So/Soi/Soil/Soils/Soilself

Gre/Gree/Green/Greens/Greenself

Dru/Drui/Druid/Druids/Druidself

Fai/Fair/Fairy/Fairys/Fairyself

Ge/Geo/Geos/Geos/Geoself

Ro/Rock/Rocks/Rocks/Rockself

Spri/Sprin/Spring/Springs/Springself

Su/Sum/Summer/Summers/Summerself

Tro/Trop/Tropical/Tropics/Tropicalself

Wi/Wil/Wild/Wilds/Wildself

Wil/Wilde/Wilderness/Wilderness/Wildernessself

Gar/Gard/Garden/Gardens/Gardenself

Bir/Birc/Birch/Birchs/Birchself

Oa/Oak/Oaks/Oaks/Oakself

Spru/Spruc/Spruce/Spruces/Spruceself

Oa/Oas/Oasis/Oasis/Oasisself

Ri/Riv/River/Rivers/Riverself

La/Lak/Lake/Lakes/Lakeself

Ra/Rai/Rain/Rains/Rainself

Wi/Wint/Winter/Winters/Winterself

Fro/Fros/Frost/Frosts/Frostself

Fa/Fall/Falls/Falls/Fallself

Au/Autu/Autumn/Autumns/Autumnself

🌲/🌲's

🍀/🍀's

🌸/🌸's

🌿/🌿's

🌱/🌱's

🌳/🌳's

🌵/🌵's

🍃/🍃's

🌻/🌻's

🌹/🌹's

🌧/🌧's

☀/☀'s

❄/❄'s

💨/💨's

💧/💧's

🌸 Titles:

Preserver of The Forest

(X) Who Nurtures

Born From The Forest

Guardian of The Forest

Dancer of The Desert

(X) Who Guards The Oasis

Child of The Trees

Floral Founder

Seeker of The Leaves

(X) Who Dances With The Petals

Druid of The Land

Wings of The Forest

Nurturing The Land

Nurturer of The Forest

Nature's Guardian

Child of Mother Nature

Guardian of Mother Nature

Raindrop on The Leaf

Dancing in The Wind

Guardian of The Crops

Child of The Nymph

The Water Dancer

The River Traveler

🍃 Names:

Fem: Azalea, Aurora, Aster, Bellatrix, Belladonna, Blossom, Coral, Calla, Camellia, Dahlia, Daisy, Dawn, Dove, Dandelion, Ember, Flora, Floria, Giselle, Heather, Holly, Ivy, Jade, Juliet, Jasmine, Luna, Lunar, Lotus, Lily, Lilac, Lavender, Magnolia, Marigold, Meadow, Moon, Maple, Nova, Opal, Petunia, Poppy, Plum, Primrose, Paisley, Rosamund, Rose, Rosa, Rainy, Raine, Stella, Summer, Thea, Violet, Verna, Vine, Willow, Zinna,

Masc: Acacius, August, Arthur, Acorn, Arno, Aire, Beckett, Bear, Birch, Cedar, Cliff, Clay, Corvus, Clayton, Cove, Canyon, Callum, Caspian, Dune, Dylan, Elwood, Finn, Fielder, Falcon, Fox, Forest, Florian, Flint, Griffin, Hunter, Jasper, Jonah, Kai, Leo, Luan, Lennox, Micah, Oliver, Quill, Oscar, Orson, Roscoe, Rainier, Rhodes, Reed, Ronan, Rowan, Spruce, Sol, Thorne, Thorn, Wilder, Winter, Weston,

Neu: Arbor, Ashton, Ash, Agate, Autumn, Aspen, Bay, Berry, Barley, Brae, Bryony, Basil, Brooks, Bourne, Cereus, Clover, Crow, Cypress, Chamomile, Everest, Eden, Fawn, Farley, Finley, Frost, Fern, Foxley, Hazel, Harper, Hyacinth, Iris, Juniper, Jay, Jett, Koa, Krow, Lake, Leaf, Lynx, Oakley, Nightshade, Onyx, Orion, Olive, Pike, Pepper, Prairie, Phoenix, Robin, River, Raven, Rye, Scout, Sage, Stone, Sable, Snowden, Storm, Thistle, Wolf, Wolfe, Wulfwynn, Wren, Zen, Zev, Zephyr,

🌲 Genders:

Natureserenic - a gender related to spending your days in the middle of nowhere inside your cottage overgrown with nature, cats, dogs, and peacefulness.

Rotgrowth - A gender that has a deep connection to the idea of new plant life growing out of dead, rotting, decaying bodies such as animals and humans.

Vancouldian - a gender related to tall evergreen trees blowing in the wind against a cloudy sky

Regenderation - A gender connected to all things related to regeneration and growth. Medicine, nature, the life aspect, shades of pinks and greens, etc.

Mouanipre - a gender connected to baby animals, daisies, wildflowers, flower crowns, soft grass, meadows, fawns, bunnies, lambs, soft fur, sleepy baby animals, pastel colors, and cute baby animals resting in soft meadows.

Heliangender - a gender related to, affected by, or connected to sunflowers.

Convolvulaceaeic - A gender that has a deep connection to the Convolvulaceae Family of flowers.

Naturegender - Gender relating to nature/plants

Asteraceaeica - gender that has a deep connection to the Asteraceae Family of flowers.

[sundewhasaudhd]

Sketchbook art dump :]

c!Eret sketch (lined)

c!Sam (lined and partly colored)

Tiny c!Sapnap sketches

Text 1: Sapnap: I’M GONNA LIGHT AN ANTHILL ON FIRE!

Bad: SAPNAP NO!

Text 2: Sapnap: You will be dead within the hour

Box with an arrow pointing to what he’s holding: Pet hamster or smth

Text 3: Bad: Are you okay?! Do you need bandages? Should I call Ponk?!

Sapnap: Dad, I’m FINE!

Tiny c!Dream sketches

Text 1: Dream: MAMA! Hannah won’t let me use her toys!

Text 2: Dream: MAMA! MAMA! LOOK WHAT MADE!

Text 3: Dream: I’m Mama’s favorite

Foolish: No you’re not. Papa doesn’t have favorites

Hannah: And if she did, it most definitely wouldn’t be you

Tiny c!George sketches

Text 1: George: I heard that Quackity likes Wilbur

Text 2: *Watchin bugs n stuff*

Text 3: George: Quackity why did you just swallow an ice pack?

Tiny c!Karl sketches

Text: Karl: And then, Glory became Queen after she yap yap yap yap

Tiny c!Quackity sketches

Text 1: *Dances in there’s a 76% change you’re not neurotypical*

Text 2: Quackity: (It’s supposed to be “onward my noble steed! in Spanish, I used Google translate so it’s not accurate. Can someone who speaks Spanish please tell me how to say that?)

Text 3: Quackity: George, you bitch, give that back!

George: Why?

Quackity: Wilbur gave it to me

George: Oooh! Imma tell Lemon Dad (Ponk) >:3

Quackity: NO!

Random 12:00am doodles (Danny Gonzalez as ice cream [iykyk], pic man Miku eating Rin fruits, Mikey McGill being all 💅, Peridot and Lapis Lapuzi’s gems being QPR goals, random positive words that spell out faggot my c!Dream mask as his face, the comedy and tragedy masks reversed, and @lilacquintet ‘s selfsona being a sneet snart)

More random doodles (Melanie Martinez, Orel Puppington, q!Jaiden, and Cricket Green)

My friend group being queer and autistic

Redraw and redesign of my old OC (her names Ariel)

c!Wilbur taste being… something (c!Dream doodles

DND one shot OC

Fursona I made for funzies

Spinel and Button Blossom (Ragatha x Pomni)

All my Trolls ships (Hickory x John Dory x Delta Dawn, Brandy x Bruce, Riff x Floyd x Boom, Branch x Poppy, Viva x Barb, and Clay x books)

Sodikken’s Hansel & Gretel as c!Clingy duo

c!Happy duo as Mesmerizer (I might’ve already posted this)

Nonbinary Starboy (based on the concept art)

c!Sundew being a silly

Button Blossom ft. some face and eyes doodles

DSMP doodles (c!Bad, c!Schlatt, c!Mexican Dream, c!Aimsey watching MLP)

More DSMP doodle ft. some of my friends little messages (c!George, c!Skeppy, and c!Fundy)

DSMP kids (c!Tommy, c!Tubbo, c!Ranboo, c!Purpled, c!Eryn, and c!Drista)

Trans Brozone ft. trans ally’s Branch and John Dory

And, I got tried of taking pictures of my sketchbook, so that’s all for today :D

[playername-player-of-games]

oli and 🌸

🌸: draw a character with flowers that match their personality (did i pick good ones let's find out together)

hiii so do you remember in empires s2 when all of the empires all had to bring some artifact/item important to their empire to pix's museum? this is that except instead Pix goes on a road trip with the Historian’s Guild to gather all of them in person and Oli tags along per Gem's request and the real adventure was the queerplatonic relationship we made along the way. have some olipix <3

//

Oli wipes his hands on his pants. "We've got nothin' to do today, yeah?"

Pix nods, "everyone's spending the day in town, and once they're back we'll have to do a headcount and pack up so we can leave first thing tomorrow."

"Okay but like, we're not doing anything 'til they get back, yeah?"

"Er- yes? Oli, what do you have planned?"

//

They end up in a flower field just outside of camp- still accessible, for anyone who needs the leader of the guild, but tucked away behind two caravans in a way that makes it feel as though they're alone.

Oli circles around one caravan with a fist full of flowers and a cream patchwork picnic blanket draped over one arm. Pix scoops up the two books Oli allowed him to bring, and helps spread out the blanket.

"I picked some daisies for you," Oli says as they settle- Pix stacking his books, and Oli spreading out rows of tiny blossoms, "I hope that's alright."

"That's fine."

Pix watches him sort them- length, number of petals, general shape- he smiles to himself and picks up a book and quill.

Oli looks up, "Oi, what are you doing, fella?"

"Sorting out assignments," he scratches jobs beside names, wishing he'd brought a pencil instead when ink drips onto his fingers. "Everyone will need a job when they get back to camp."

"What? No no," Oli reaches for his quill- Pix tilts the book out of his reach, looking up to see Oli's frown. "You're meant to be relaxing. Put that away, sir!"

Pix releases his quill. Oli snatches it by the feather and sets it aside, the black ink leaving stains on the blanket.

"I'll need to do it later," Pix says as Oli takes his book. He blows on the open page to dry the ink a bit faster, then closes it and sets that aside as well, placing the quill on top.

"Yes, later." Oli brushes loose petals off his pants and smiles at him, "now go find some flowers for me! I want an elegant crown, Pixlriffs. Utterly stunning in every way, and I will settle for nothing less than perfection."

Pix chuckles, getting to his feet. His other book sits on the blanket- Oli snatches that too and starts stacking daisies on it. So much for reading on the way. Oli waves him off.

"Go! Flowers don't pick themselves, Pix."

"I'm going, I'm going," he steps carefully off the blanket, already scanning the treeline for patches of flowers. He spots some in the nearby field and starts that way. Azure bluets maybe? Or some poppies?

"Oh, Pix?"

"Hm?"

"Will you get my ribbon box, please, when you come back? I left it in our room."

//

Pixl returns to the blanket with an armful of sunflowers, cornflowers, and a box of decorative ribbons. Oli's tugging the box out of his hand before he's even settled on the blanket, and he scrambles to keep a hold on all the flowers he's gathered.

"Thank you for this," Oli says. He isn't looking at him when he says it, already digging through the bright colored ribbons, pulling out orange, gold, red, pink, setting them all aside. There's a half finished daisy chain laid out over one of his thighs, and a small pile of discarded daisies next to the quill.

"You're welcome," Pix answers, setting out his flowers between them on the blanket. He sorts them simpler than Oli did, sunflowers here, cornflowers there, and soon Oli is putting ribbons in his hands-

"I'd like these ones."

Blue and white, with light lacy trim on the sides. Barely noticeable, but a nice, subtle touch.

"Pretty please," Oli says.

Pix smiles, "I'll do my best."

//

Their meandering conversation cuts off as Oli lifts himself onto his knees and shuffles across the blanket.

He holds out his daisy chain crown, "hold still."

Pix pauses his weaving and bows his head just so, making it easier for Oli to reach. A light weight settles, then pulls away. Oli fluffs up his hair a bit, then the light weight is back, and he's shuffling back.

"There we are!" Oli beams, bright as the sun, as pride and fondness overwhelm his tone. "Beautiful."

Pix laughs, "thank you."

"Anytime." Oli looks down at the mess he's made of the flowers. Pix resumes his weaving as he makes two piles of the flowers- sunflowers here, cornflowers there, this time at the edge of the blanket. Still within reach, but clear enough now for Oli to fully lay down with his head in Pixl's lap.

"Is this alright?" he asks.

Pix brushes his nose with a cornflower as if it's a paintbrush, chuckling at the side eye he gives before swatting the flower away.

"You're fine," Pix tells him.

"Good. I'm going to nap."

Pix picks up another sunflower and starts fitting it onto the crown. "Goodnight."

He wraps the ribbon and other stems around to keep it in place. Oli's eyes are closed. He's frowning. He opens one eye to glare up at Pix.

"What, no sweet wishes? No goodnight kiss?"

Pix pulls off a loose petal and places it in the center of Oli's forehead.

"I'm working on your crown, Oli," he brushes the petal off, runs his fingers through Oli's hair. "Nothing less than perfection, remember?"

Oli pouts, closing his eyes again. "Fine."

Pix chuckles, "sweet dreams."

"Thank you."

//

Oli doesn't end up napping.

He doesn't exactly talk, either- at least not with his usual gusto. He's calm, quiet, handing Pixl whatever flowers he can't reach and complimenting the daisy crown, and correcting any little mistakes Pixl's made with his crown. Guild members come and go, some joining in conversations, others requesting help- when Oli isn't needed he turns to hide his face until Pix can talk to him again. They dance between topics that are easy to pick up and drop off as needed- favorite pattern of horse, how to decorate the caravan, what they'll do with the dragon when it hatches.

Pix requests a final cornflower. Oli passes it over.

"Do you really like me?" Oli asks, soft as petals.

Pix ties off the last ribbon and meets his eye with a smile. "I do."

Oli smiles, blinking sleepily. Pix lifts the crown.

"You ready for your crown?"

Oli brightens. Slowly pushes himself up and turns around so that he's facing Pix- Pix turns the crown around so that the ribbons will trail down his back. Oli bows his head. Pix fluffs up his hair and gently places it atop his head- adjusting until it fits nicely.

When Oli looks up, he's got a crown of sunflowers and cornflowers, with white and blue ribbons peeking through the gaps. The sun and the sky, the brightest days captured in his smile.

Pix reaches out, pulling the ribbons off of Oli's shoulders so that they hang freely down his back. Oli watches the movement, catches Pix's hand as he pulls away.

"Thank you for this," Oli says, holding Pix's hand in both of his. He traces lines between his freckles, as if they're constellations. "I know work is important, but rest is important too, and I thought a break would be nice."

Pix cups Oli's cheek in his hand, gently cutting him off. He kisses his forehead and tucks him into a hug.

"Thank you for this," Pix answers, carefully running a hand up and down his back. Oli holds on tight. "This was nice."

[bhaal-battle-beer-bard]

Perfume for Devana 💜.

Race: Human. Class: Wizard ~ Divination School. Favorite colors: white and red. Favorite flower: papaver rhoeas. Favorite daytime: afternoon. Favorite food: bigos and pierogi with meat. Favorite season: summer, she loves when the sun warms her skin. Favorite animal: European bison, she loves how strong and majestic these animals are.

Devana is very shy and loves studying magic. She is very helpful and tries not to start arguments - she is very peaceful and patient. Because she grew up in a settlement among forests and fields, she loves nature and hates cities. Devana likes silence, peace and a good book. She dreams of becoming one of the strongest wizards on the world, so she's still studying magic very hard.

💜

🌞🌻🍎🌼🍊🌻🍑🌸🍎🌻🌞

Devana smells like the warm summer sun.

The blue sky above.

Freshly mown fields and meadows. 🌾🌲🌾

Her scent is like a warm summer breeze, which carries the scent of the sea and the forest with its trees and green grass. The slightest breath of blooming wildflowers, surrounding you gently.

Cornflowers, daffodils, carnations, violets, hyacinths, hay flowers, daisis.

When you are near her, her scent reminds you of a field of sunflowers and somewhere in the distance, freshly baked bread and apple pie. Fresh baked bread, packed for a picnic in the fields. While feeling the warm rays of sunshine on your skin.

Light and warm. Like summer and the sun, itself. Like the blue sky above you.

And what ingredients do you use to create such a fragrance?

🍏🍯🍃🍎🥧🍎🍃🍯🍏

head notes: sunflower, beeswax, orange blossom, wildflowers, honey blossom, apple blossom, wheat barley heart notes: fresh wildflower hay, warm apple pie, red poppy, wild roses, pear, apricot, orange base notes: honey, amber, calendula, lavender, oak, roasted chestnuts, tonka, cardamom, hornbeam, birch, hazelnut, osmanthus

🍏🍯🍃🍎🥧🍎🍃🍯🍏

Some will stay my bardic secret 😉🤫

What would you like to name it? Let me know!

May I suggest:

Summer Sun Wildflower Honey Blossom Flower Valley Midday Bride Summer Solstice Noc Kupały Lady Midday

Or let me hear your name ideas.

🌞🌻🍎🌼🍊🌻🍑🌸🍎🌻🌞

[acronym-chaos]

Puyo Puyo Inspired ID Pack

[PT: Puyo Puyo Inspired ID Pack].

[ID: A purple thin line diivder shaded at the bottom. End ID].

Names

[PT: Names].

Amber, Arcana, Aurora, Blaze, Blossom, Breeze, Briar, Celeste, Chroma, Clover, Comet, Cosmos, Crystal, Dahlia, Dandelion, Dawn, Ember, Enigma, Fable, Flicker, Flint, Flora, Frost, Fuchsia, Galaxy, Gem, Gemma, Glimmer, Glisten, Harmony, Indigo, Iris, Julep, Juno, Lark, Lavender, Lilac, Marigold, Melody, Mist, Moonstone, Nova, Orchid, Pebble, Phoenix, Poppy, Prism, Quasar, Radiance, Ripple, Rose, Seraph, Serene, Shimmer, Sol, Solstice, Sparkle, Stardust, Thistle, Twilight, Verdant, Vesper, Vortex, Wisteria, Zeal, Zenith

Pronouns

[PT: Pronouns].

Blo / Blob / Blobs; Bu / Bubble / Bubbles; Bur / Burst / Bursts; Cast / Cast / Casts; Chai / Chain / Chains; Charm / Charm / Charms; Col / Color / Colors; Com / Combo / Combos; Dazz / Dazzle / Dazzles; Dro / Drop / Drops; Link / Link / Links; Mag / Magic / Magics; Match / Match / Matches; Mi / Mix / Mixes; Or / Orb / Orbs; Po / Pop / Pops; Puzz / Puzzle / Puzzles; Spe / Spell / Spells; Star / Star / Stars; Tile / Tile / Tiles; Trick / Trick / Tricks; Twis / Twist / Twists; Win / Win / Wins

Titles

[PT: Titles].

A Colorful Combo Master, A Puzzle Prodigy, An Arcane Puzzler, Bubble Bursting Expert, The Chain Master, The Color Conjurer, The Drop Specialist, The Magic Matchmaker, The Orb Handler, The Puzzle Solver, The Spellcaster, The Star Shuffler, The Tile Trickster, The Winning Wizard, [Pronoun] Who Bursts Bubbles, [Pronoun] Who Chains Colors, [Pronoun] Who Conjures Matches, [Pronoun] Who Drops Orbs, [Pronoun] Who Masters Puzzles

[ID: A purple thin line divider shaded at the bottom. End ID].

Made for @rwuffles' 700 followers event!

Day 3: an old-school game ( i.e. tetris, pac-man, galaga, etc. )

(Puyo Puyo is only 3 years younger than Tetris so I think it counts)

Also tagging @pronoun-arc @id-pack-archive

[sarilolla]

*looks at my three main Trolls aus (and the other not posted ones)*

Damn this creatures going through the horrors

Anyway, I’m bored and made the mistake of listening to SCP readings before bed (again), so feel free to send me asks about my aus! Different Beat, Experiment Pop, and Hanahaki Branch plus the ones I haven’t posted about or have only mentioned, I'm hopeful for questions about any of them :)

Other asks and headcanon asks are open too! Don’t need to be about an au, I just have a need to ramble rn

Just a warning, some of these are dark and slightly (or very) gruesome and few or none are completely happy (I'm so sorry Trolls, I love you)

I’m sorry, these creatures have infected my brain and the only way to get them out is angst, misery and pain

Small descriptions of each au:

Different Beat: Featuring my main oc Juniper, Poppy’s older cousin, this is an au where the Pop Trolls distance themselves from Troll Kingdom after escaping the tree. King Peppy is dead, Viva is gone, so Poppy is queen at age 5 as Juniper is String Keeper (the position is separate to ensure survival of their tribe and their music under the Bergens). Current point in timeline: 10 years after the escape, the royal cousins plus Branch, Cooper, and a new friend Jackie (oc) is on their way to Vibe City

Experiment Pop (Warning: Will become darker after a while): Tired of the flavors of the Trolls, the Bergens experimented on them. The Pop Trolls became twisted and odd, gaining new powers in the process. Being grey makes Branch’s powers go haywire, and Poppy is keeping a secret about hers. Current point in timeline: Just after the failed 20th anniversary of freedom party, Chef captured no Trolls (ORIGINAL STORY IDEA THAT HAS BEEN POSTED NO LONGER FULLY APPLIES! Big changes have been made to add more angst and also incorporate some new headcanons and the Trolls 3 characters)

Hanahaki Branch (Warning: Will involve death and other semi-dark topics, as explored in my ficlets): Despite being left behind by his brothers, Branch still loves them. They were his everything in the beginning, and that love manifested in flowers blossoming inside his lungs. He gets a support system in Poppy, the Snack Pack and Kismet, but will he survive when his brothers are nowhere to be found? Current point in timeline: Start of the first movie, Poppy and Branch agreeing to go together to Bergen Town

Then there’s the little mentioned or not posted ones

Viva has the Pop String: Escaping Bergen Town came with a huge loss, not just with the Trolls left behind, but the potential of their entire genre disappearing. Peppy still has to build up a village and raise his daughter, but the loss of the oldest and their music (arguably their most powerful weapon), weighs heavy on him. When the World Tour rock-and-rolls around, how will things work out? Potential WIP, might be worked on after one or more fics have been finished

Product Pop (Warning: Dark stuff. Trolls are seen as livestock/slaves. This au is NOT kind to them, and I don’t see a happy ending for it. (Made after the second movie came out)): The Pop Trolls escape but they’re few, and things aren’t stable for a long time. Branch and Cooper leave after 10 years, longing for a place where they will fit in better (Cooper in Funk, and Branch in Rock (his mother is a Rock Troll in most of my aus)). King Peppy is sick, and dies, leaving Poppy to rule at just age twelve. Not a year later and they’re found by a species called Elves, specifically by a woman named Lilith Silvertongue. Just as awful as the Bergens but greedier, she takes the entire village and finds a way to extract their essence without killing them, turning them into livestock for her candy she sells to other giant species. She keeps Poppy as a pet and the mascot of her brand, her little songbird, and takes the Pop String too. When she discovers there’s more Trolls out there with potentially different flavors, well, she will find them, even if she has to force Poppy to become a traitor to her species. Technically a WIP, but it needs polish before I will post anything “official”

Pop World Tour: (After the second movie, other genres taking over became a popular trope, so I’m piggybacking on that but with Trolls 3 characters too) The first movie didn’t end on a happy note, and around half of Pop Village was lost. Poppy has the Pop String, and searches old records about its history. That’s also when she finds out she has a sister and potentially more people out there. Obviously, she needs to reunite them. She needs to reunite them all! With her fiance Branch there’s nothing they can’t do! Viva is skeptical of her baby sister’s plan, instead wanting to offer sanctuary to the surviving Pop Trolls. Poppy is not happy about that, and uses the Pop String to hypnotize the Putt Putt Trolls to help them take over. Clay escapes after a tense confrontation with his baby brother, and has to find the rest of his brothers to see if the Perfect Family Harmony can snap his people out of their current state. With Pop and Putt Putt Village combined, Poppy sets off with her love and her sister to reunite all of Trollkind in a place out of range of any and all giant species who might harm them (having heard rumors of Mount Rageous). Will Poppy succeed in her plan? Will Cooper accept finding his biological family (Poppy promised him they wouldn’t be hurt)? Will Branch come to his senses and help his brothers? Will Brozone manage to unite, perhaps with new friends, against their own tribe? Potential WIP

[kittyball23]

First Proposal (a Trolls fanfic)

Summary: With love confessions out of the way and a strong friendship, Branch decides to propose an idea to Poppy

A/N: Still waiting for trailer 2, but in the meantime have a sorta Christmas in July Broppy fic, taking place post Holiday in Harmony 😜

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A balloon ride over the Troll Kingdom was a pleasant experience. But there were certain things that made that said experience an even better one. A ride at night during the holidays, for one, enhanced the atmosphere, as the rider would be able to see all the unique, beautiful lights and displays of each musical tribe. Another thing that added a touch of extra excitement was the ability to ride with Queen Poppy, the optimistic pink Pop Troll who's ever-jovial attitude allowed her to be a friend to many.

And, to some, more than a friend.

But that was only a special advantage that one particular Troll had the privilege of having. And that Troll happened to be having the full pleasant experience. That Troll, being Branch.

It went without saying that Branch held a special place within the pink Pop queen’s heart. Those who knew them from Pop Village (namely, Poppy’s closest friends referred to as the Snack Pack) had seen the pair since the start of their friendship and how it had blossomed. Those who had come to know them more recently, such as members from the Troll Kingdom, saw how the pair interacted and knew without much doubt how much of a close bond they shared. Why, even Queen Barb of the Hard Rockers - who very well knew Branch's name - simply liked to refer to him as 'Poppy's boyfriend' when speaking with others, despite the two not officially being an item.

Well, not yet at least. But that was something that the teal Troll was intent on resolving soon. And by soon, he meant…

“A-hem.”

Branch cleared his throat, attempting to be inconspicuous but also wanting to make sure that he got the attention of his companion. He felt a moment like this, staring out at the beauty of the lands below should perhaps not be interrupted. However, Branch did not see a better moment to ensure that they were alone, so that he could express a certain thought that had been on his mind for quite some time.

Poppy immediately turned to him, a content expression on her face. "Yeah?"

Branch didn't say anything right away. Instead, he took a few fleeting seconds to behold her beauty, far more radiant than anything they'd seen on the balloon ride thus far. He loved the perfect pink hues of her skin and hair, the way her stunning fuchsia eyes sparkled with life, and the way her sweet, pink lips upturned when she smiled softly at him. The same pink lips from which the physical memory still lingered of when she'd pressed them lovingly against his cheek in a quick but incredible peck. Branch had to resist bringing a hand up to his cheek to rub that spot in fondness, and prevented himself from the goofy, giddy laughter that wanted to bubble up again. Boy, that had felt good! He blinked, clearing his head, pressing on with confidence and poise. “I, umm… have something I want to tell you.”

The pink Pop Queen nodded, her eyebrows drawn together slightly in worry. “What is it? Is everything okay?”

Branch nodded, unable to keep the smile off his face. "There's actually, uh, a second part to your gift from today..."

Poppy blushed. “Braaanch,” she groaned playfully, though she couldn't hide the pleased glow from her cheeks, "you shouldn't have. Here I am, having gotten you nothing, and here you are with not one but two gifts for me!" She sighed. “Not the best impression on the Gift Master, huh?”

Branch chuckled, reaching over to take her hand in his and speaking softly. “Poppy… I know you’ve got a lot on your mind, being the queen and all, but you remember what we said. Gifts might be a nice part of the holidays, but the best gift is just being here… with each other .”

Poppy gratefully squeezed Branch's hand. She knew that, of course. But the queen still wished that there was something she could do to make up for the huge gift box with nothing inside. Luckily, Branch presented that opportunity in that next second.

"But I guess, if you still feel like you want to make it up to me - which, is not necessary, by the way - you, um, could agree with what I'm about to ask you. Which, you know, you're not obliged to agree, it's totally okay if you don't because it's your decision and as a friend I respect whatever your decisions might be -”

“Branch," Poppy cut into his rambling with a laugh. He was so cute when he got flustered. "Just ask me. What is it?"

"Well..." He took a deep breath, gathering his courage. His fingers curled a little tighter around Poppy's hand. “Poppy… we’ve been friends for a while now.”

“Correction: really good friends,” Poppy said, with a grin. “Best friends.”

Branch nodded, blushing slightly. “Right. Best friends. And… well. We’re pretty close.”

“Yep!” Poppy agreed, giggling. They had a special connection, and every time they hugged or high-fived they could feel it.

"And... you know that I, um, l-love you," he continued, starting to get a little nervous.

"I love you, too, Branch," Poppy reassured him, feeling that wonderful warm glow she always got whenever she said it out loud. It was such an honest thing to say, because it was the truth.

"And..." Branch continued, "I was wondering if we could take our friendship a bit further. Make it not exactly a friendship, per say, but more of a... a relationship?"

The pink Pop Queen gasped, realizing where this was headed.

Branch 's face further darkened with a blush when he spoke again. "Poppy... would you be my girlfriend?"

Poppy felt her heart leap at the words. A swarm of butterflies felt as though they'd taken flight inside her stomach, leaving nothing but joy and excitement in their wake. She could hardly say how happy she suddenly felt. She really did love Branch so much, and he made her feel so special. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was dying for things to be more official between them. Why, she had even considered proposing the idea to him!

“Look, I… I know that things were not so great between us before the whole Bergen-Town rescue thing, and I know that you’ll probably never forgive me for leaving you to get captured by Barb when she was doing her World Tour. And like I said before, you don’t have to feel obliged to agree, I mean, I’ll be fine with whatever you decide because it’s what you want, and I’ll be happy with whatever makes you happy so - “

“ Shh ,” Poppy hushed him, placing her index finger on Branch’s mouth. She couldn't help giggle at the startled expression on his face. She wished she could snap a picture of how flustered he got again. "Branch, I've already forgiven you like a thousand times over for that stuff - no, more like an infinity -times over! You don't have to keep apologizing... unless, you don't think I'm a merciful queen..."

Branch's eyes bulged. "What?! No, NO! Poppy, of course you're a great queen, I would never - "

"Branch, I'm joking," Poppy reassured him, snickering. 

He relaxed a little, though he still looked somewhat embarrassed. "Sorry. Um, you're right..." He looked down at his feet, avoiding her gaze.

But it wasn't for long. Poppy's free hand  found its way to his cheek, lifting his head so that he faced her. "And my answer, is yes." She smiled brightly, her fuchsia eyes sparkling. "I would LOVE to be your girlfriend. And I'd love for you to be my boyfriend!"

Branch made a sound of surprise and gaped at her. “Yes? Really? ” He looked utterly ecstatic, as though she were giving him the entire world for the first time. And, in a way, she was, because Poppy was his world.

Poppy laughed again, nodding vigorously. “Uh, yeah! Definitely! I mean, all of Troll Kingdom pretty much thinks we're together anyway!"

"O-Oh... right."

Poppy saw his expression falter a little, and she smiled sweetly at him. "Branch, I'm not saying yes because everyone else thinks we should be together. I'm saying yes because I really want to be with you. You're so sweet, and funny, and kind, and cute... you're just who I want as a boyfriend!"

Branch grinned broadly. "Yeah?"

"Yes!" Poppy said again. "What, you, the guy who's super overprepared for everything, didn't prepare for me to say yes?" She feigned shock.

"Well... there's a first for everything," he laughed.

She joined in his laughter, the two holding each other's hands and grinning. She loved the way he looked at her... like he couldn't believe someone like her existed. And Branch loved how she treated him, like he meant absolutely everything to her. Like he was precious, unique, irreplaceable. He felt like the luckiest Troll in the world. The most important person in the universe. And he loved it. She was perfect for him, in every conceivable way. And he wanted to show her - his girlfriend -  just how special he thought she was.

Branch leaned closer towards her, tilting his head, letting his eyes slip closed. He figured the action would not be a stretch, since she herself had pecked him on the cheek. And there's a first for everything , he reminded himself.

Poppy leaned in, too, a little scared and a little anticipatory for what was coming next. She closed her eyes, her boyfriend's breath caressing her lips just a few centimeters away, and...

KABOOM!

A fizzing sound followed by a loud explosion and burst of light filled the air, causing the two Trolls to jump back from one another in surprise. They looked out into the sky. The balloon had returned back to Pop Village, and fireworks were being shot out around them as part of the holiday celebration. Some Trolls below clapped for the pretty display, some clapped for the couple’s return… most clapped for both!

Poppy and Branch awkwardly cleared their throats, neither knowing quite what to say. They were obviously surprised that their moment had ended abruptly. But it was taken in stride, the mood not completely killed. Instead, Branch extended one of his arms out, wrapping it around Poppy's shoulder and allowing the pink Queen to snuggle up next to him, one of her arms on his chest and the other holding his free hand.

They stood there like that, watching the fireworks go off around them, listening to the cheers of the crowd, and loving the feeling of having each other in their arms, safe, loved and alive in their bubble of happiness. There would be more opportunities to kiss - it was something that came with being boyfriend-and-girlfriend, they knew that.

But for now, this was enough.

[sacrifesse]

┣▇▇▇═─ FLOWER iD PACK 〰️

🌹 ︵︵ REQUESTED BY ANON ᶻ 𝗓

🌹 ︵︵ TAGGiNG @id-pack-archive ᶻ 𝗓

✙ ︵︵ SYSTEM NAMES : the flower system/collective/etc. , the blossom system/collective/etc. , the bloom system/collective/etc. , the petal system/collective/etc. , the garden system/collective/etc. , the nature system/collective/etc. , the stem system , the wildflower system/collective/etc. , the leaf system/collective/etc. , the florists , the gardeners

✙ ︵︵ NAMES : rose , lily , daisy , jasmine , poppy , marigold , dahlia , petunia , fern , clover , flora , iris , camellia , azalea , violet , holly , ivy , lavender , briar , daphne , rosemary , rhodes , rosalia , buttercup , fleur , heather , lilac , magnolia , petal , rosie , rue , susan , tigerlily , wisteria

✙ ︵︵ PRONOUNS : flower flowers , blossom blossoms , bloom blooms , petal petals , garden gardens , nature natures , stem stems , leaf leafs , rose roses , daisy daisys , fern ferns , floral florals , tulip tulips , 💐 💐s , 🌷 🌷s , 🌹 🌹s , 🥀 🥀s , 🪻 🪻s , 🪷 🪷s , 🌺 🌺s , 🌸 🌸s , 🌼 🌼s , 🌻 🌻s

✙ ︵︵ USERNAMES : fl-ra , bloodyflorist , bloodygardener , fl-ral , gardenofcorpses , frillyflorist , gentlegardener , flowerluvr , gardenluvr

✙ ︵︵ TiTLES : the florist , the gardener , the frilly florist , the gentle gardener , prn who blooms during prns darkest hour , the one of great beauty

✙ ︵︵ GENDER SYSTEMS : genderflower

✙ ︵︵ GENDERS : flowergender , flowergender , floraic , anglifleuric , invililyvalleyfleuric , lumiblueflowic , driedfloweric , doloflorcrescien , bluesunflowergender , exhausfloric , floretconic , honeybloomgender , orchidgender , flowerbitch , flowerpondmulviboard , mouanipre , bloomthing , flowieeamic , lotusflowic , florengender , lavenderiae , fleurcute , flowerthing , pickedwildfleuri , goreyfleur

[PT: flower id pack. requested by anon. tagging id-pack-archive. system names. names. pronouns. usernames. titles. gender systems. genders. /END PT]

[yeahcurrahhe-e]

𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐘

〚 𝐄. 𝐑𝐎𝐄 〛

𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 -> 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙏HREE

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ➛ language, mentions of death/blood

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 ➛ anonymous: Can I request happy prompt sixteen with Eugene Roe please? — prompt used: “you’re not alone, you never were”

𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 -> 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙏HREE -> hurt/comfort fic; @hbowardaily

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐎 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.

There would be the shop windows, their meticulous displays of dresses with colors of a blossomed garden. The only poppy red would be on the sewn fabric, not smeared roughly across her palms. The cobblestone streets would be none the wiser to a counterpart that had been upheaved by foreign artillery. The air would be clear, an orchestra of organic noises, children’s laughter, and radios arching over intact buildings.

Years ago, with a stroke of a pen on an enlistment form and an assignment to Georgia, that childhood fantasy of manicured dresses and serenity was replaced by an existence of M-1’s and discord.

She was in France now, sure, but it was a pit of meaningless suffering and a wasteland of humanity’s worst actions.

There was a patchwork of the previous civilians belongings among the cracked motor shells and bullet casings; splayed open Bibles, cast-over bicycles, watches with clock faces eternally frozen, children’s toys, tarnished jewelry. That morning, she had stepped over a fractured family portrait partially obscured by a spent machine gun magazine, their broad smiles nearly foreign to her eye; when had been the last time she had seen a genuine smile?

And as she does inventory for Easy’s measly accumulation of medical supplies, the pulse of evening wind stirring the white flaps of the medic tent and her grimy hair, she peered through the candlelight at her fellow medic.

The one with soulful-eyes and grim mumbles, Eugene Roe. He always had a meticulous stare set on his handsome face from the balmy day at Toccoa when an introduction was composed by their superior, Richard Winters. The Cajun boy had a personality of a fortress; aloof and barricaded on his facade and rarely exhibited what resided beneath the obstacles. He was strict to his obligations as a medic and training requirements; if their captain ever told the poor boy to jump, he’d ask ‘how high?’. He’d mind the inventory ten times over if it secured a silence between the pair of them in the newborn evening hours. There had been enough awkward one-sided conversations to embarrass her into a grave.

It was the night of the rescheduled jump into Normandy that he relented to holding a conversation with her, for once dismissing the guards of his mind. Their discussions that night drifted into murmurs of youth, who they were beyond their OD’s and medic bands. After that, it was an exceptional circumstance to see one without the other.

Now, she wondered amidst a rummage through gauze: when was the last time I saw you smile?

“We’re short a couple sulfa packs,” she divulged to snip away at the thread of silence that had weaved between them. She propped her elbows onto the wooden rim of the cargo box, anticipating one of his distinctive responses, which could gamble between a hushed grunt or an exhaled ‘hm’.

“We short on everythin’,” the brusque response had her brow bowing, peering at him in the candle’s arc of gold with incredulity, “Don’t need anyone tellin’ me the obvious.”

Y/N shifted to face him more, almost amused at his words to, regarding how his knuckles were pulsed white as he clenched his clipboard and its accompanying pen.

“Part of inventory is stating the obvious; that’s how you re-supply,” she attempted to not wade into his tides of frustration that pooled through the grass between them, forcing a composed tone.

“Any re-supply takes months since we gotta rely on some alcoholic superior in Washington to get off his ass and give a fuck about us,” Eugene decided to douse himself through and through with the tides, his fingernails drawing grooves into the flimsy clipboard, “We ain’t even reach a week after resupply and we already scrounging for supplies.”

Y/N casts a fleeting glance down to her own clipboard, to the dashes of ‘X’ down her scribbled checklist, crimson indications of everything they were either low on or entirely dry of. There were too many.

“I’ll talk to Winters—” she commenced stiffly, fingers a perturbed song against the battered wood of the box beneath her forearms, the song a byproduct of the symphony of tension that crescendoed between them. She knew they couldn’t be getting so cynical — too many lives depended on them.

“It ain’t enough,” he furiously halted her approach towards a rushed resolution. He cast the clipboard to the table, a raucous display of something that has smoldered since D-Day, “And you know it ain’t ever will be.”

Y/N resigned herself to the palpable silence beneath the fabric arch of the tent, head bowed and fingers in a haphazard diversion with the frayed splinters of wood; any words she could have supplied would only poke at his frustration.

As medics, a portion of their basic training had been a borderline lecture on how to be the Earth-equivalent of a saint. Smile always, reassure always, cure always — the mantra of their CO was sewn into her brain, the threads dangling down to her fingers as they’d apply a bandage, rip open a sulfa pack, plug a shredded artery, then they’d dangle to the corners of her mouth, draw away the tremble and weave out a smile. That was all before the realization that Washington left them high and dry the moment their boots hit French soil. They were alone to fight a war for men who gave more of a shit about what was for dinner than if the boys they sent off could be saved.

“We’re alone,” they seemed to always be on the same wavelength, falling into pace with the other’s thoughts without having to saturate the air with the verbalizations of them; Eugene knew her thoughts were living at a mile a minute, the separation of cot between them no obstacle for sensing the grim realization she couldn’t speak into existence as it deviated in her eyes.

As months went by in their war parade through Europe, each day marked by a relentless carousel with Death and all his friends (implosions, crossfire, blood, screams, the monotonous clack of a typewriter as it typed something resembling a bullshit narrative of someone’s son dying a hero), Eugene Roe had decided two things: 1) there was never stepping off that carousel, Death’s corrupted and inky hands would always be there to snatch him back, hardwired to always seek out a soul as he could never regain his own, and he would just keep spinning around on once consecrated ground, and 2) being a medic was the loneliest job in the world.

Even if I have you, he thought, the stern thorn that darkened his eyes subtly loses its edge as he watched her dutifully resume her inventory of their mockery of medical supply stock. His previous thought halted with the ferocity of an abrupt record scratch, do I have you?

Their similarity with duty in the war effort is what had drawn them towards the other, plucking them from distinct solar systems and into the other’s orbit, but Eugene is certain that beyond the grassy knolls of France and the 506th — they would roam about planes of existence of different hues, never spilling into the other.

He had pictured her outside of timeworn OD’s, dirt-creased nails, hair curled with desiccated blood — imagined how she would be, untouched by war in her hue of gold. She’d still be a nurse, but her hands would never be marred by the trauma of having to pin spilling intestines back into an impossible space, her ears would never know the cries of desperate boys in pain.

His imagination had encountered her in a conscious-painted hospital ward, golden threads of morning sun winding around the agape shades, and it smells and looks entirely clean. She would be standing at the right side of a cot of a patient — a young man similarly pardoned by the wrath of Ares. It was a reassuring little scene from his mind’s ingenuity; she would be laughing, her smile not the thin one she’d bear on for the sake of dying men. Her hair would be the sun's muse, glistening in a thousand shades of y/h/c that manifested new masterpieces each moment in the warm summer air. Not a streak of crimson amidst its meticulously rolled ringlets. She’d be happy.

And he felt that his own fate was to be lonely and forgettable. Something of a wayfaring ghost that ambled through the monotony of life — drowning in his own hue of grey.

There’s a hand on his forearm now, and it relinquishes the picture back to being a sacrosanct happiness. The nurse who smiled with heartfelt pleasure faded into the one who now drew on a smile with a jaded soul.

She was fleetingly relieved when he didn’t turn away or attempt to scramble from her hold.

“You’re not alone, you never were, Eugene,” she then murmured sternly; have him know that it was not his lot in life to be so lonely.

The dedication of a steadfast belief in her murmur seemed not genuine in the war path towards solitude his mind was on, but some corner of an unconquered surface in his brain fruited some acceptance.

So, he flexed his wrist to clasp her own, and squeezed: thank you.

And perhaps one day he could imagine himself by her side in that sunny hospital ward, laughing….happy.

[pupsmailbox]

NATURE ID PACK

NAMES ⌇ abelia. acacius. aciano. aini. alder. alfie. almus. amaryllis. ame. antonio. archer. arthur. ashe. ashley. aspen. asper. aster. aveline. aviv. azalea. basil. belle. benedict. berry. bloom. blossom. bluebell. brook. calix. calla. carli. carline. carly. carolina. carrillo. cassia. cassiopeia. cedar. cherie. chun. cider. cira. cirrus. clover. coral. cordelia. crescent. cynthia. cypress. cyrus. dahlia. daisy. daphne. douglas. dune. echo. eilir. elara. elm. elowen. elyana. enon. erica. ester. everest. everett. evergreen. ewan. fauna. fern. finn. finnley. fleur. floor. flora. florian. florise. flower. flynn. forest. forrest. glen. gracie. gunner. haru. haruhime. haruki. hawthorne. heather. hemlock. honey. hyacinth. ianthe. indigo. ione. ipomea. iris. ivy. jaskier. jasmine. jasper. juniper. kalina. kallie. karolina. karoun. kath. kelda. ken. kingsley. lake. lavae. lavender. leilani. lennox. lente. lief. lilac. lily. linnea. lotus. lucinda. lucky. lucy. maayan. madeline. maggie. magnolia. maple. maren. mari. marian. marigold. mars. mary. maud. mauve. meadow. miles. momo. moss. mossie. mossy. moxie. muna. narcisow. nimbus. noi. oak. oasis. oleander. oybahor. pandora. pearl. pebble. pege. petal. plum. poppy. pınar. quanlian. quill. river. rosa. rosalie. rosalind. rose. roswell. rue. rune. saem. sage. sakura. san. sky. sol. star. story. strider. striker. summit. sunny. sylvia. sylvie. tasnim. terra. thistle. thorn. thorne. tree. udaberri. vasanta. verna. violet. waipuna. wells. westley. willow. wisteria. wisty. wren. yuki. zephyr. ziedonis. zinnia.

PRONOUNS ⌇ amaranth/amaranth. aster/aster. bee/bee. bee/bees. bless/blessed. bloom/bloom. bloss/bloss. bloss/blossomself. bud/bud. camell/camell. camellia/camellia. carnati/carnation. chirp/chirp. ci/cir. cloud/cloud. colum/columbine. columbine/columbine. comfort/comfort. dais/daisy. dawn/dusk. dew/dew. dog/dogwood. dog/wood. ey/em. fe/fer. fer/fern. fern/fern. field/field. fir/fir. fleur/fleur. flor/flor. flor/flora. floral/floral. flori/florid. flow/flower. flower/flower. freesi/freesia. fruit/fruit. fuch/fuchsia. garden/garden. grass/grass. green/green. grow/growth. hawth/hawthorn. hawth/thorn. hi/hits. hib/hibiscus. honey/honey. hy/hys. hya/hyacinth. hyacin/hyacinth. h✦/h✦m. ir/iris. jas/jasmine. jessa/jessamine. jour/ney. laven/lavender. le/leaf. leaf/leaf. leaf/leave. lil/lily. lotu/lotus. lu/luna. mag/magnolia. mar/mar. matcha/matcha. misel/mistletoe. mo/moth. morning/morning. moss/moss. mossy/mossy. narc/narcir. narcissus/narcissus. nature/nature. orch/orchid. pe/peony. peace/peace. peak/peak. per/peri. peri/periwinkle. petal/petal. pi/pix. picnic/picnic. plum/plum. pollen/pollen. pop/poppy. prick/prick. pur/purple. qu/quest. rain/rain. rhod/rhode. ros/rose. rose/rose. sa/sap. sage/sage. sakura/sakura. scent/scent. se/ser. shine/shine. shroom/shroom. sh✦/h✦r. si/strike. smile/smile. soft/soft. sol/solar. spikes/spike. spring/spring. sprout/sprout. star/star. stem/stem. sun/sun. sun/sunrise. sun/sunset. syr/syringa. tea/party. tea/tea. thist/thistle. thorn/thorn. th✦y/th✦m. tul/tulip. vi/vier. vi/viol. wi/wild. win/winkle. wind/wind. wister/wisteria. yucca/yucca. zinni/zinnia. ☀️ . 🌱 . 🌳 . 🌷 . 🌿 . 🍎 . 🍏 . 🍵 . 🐝 . 🐞 . 💐 . 💐.🌷 . 🕷️ . 🦋 . 🦟 .

[empressgeekt]

How does the Broppy/Groppy romance occur in the Runaway Bergen Branch au? What is the route their friendship to blossom into something special?

Unlike the rest of the snack pack who are creeped out by his lack of color, Poppy goes out of her way to befriend them. He grow to tolerate her at first, but after she has a breakdown over what happened, a real connection starts to build.

[saturniasxenos]

PINK N PRETTY ID PACK

Inside this pack, you will find: Pronouns, Titles, Names, and Genders that relate to Pink colors, Pink stuff, Cute things, Pretty things, and anything alike! (I put whatever I (personally) thought was cute, pink, and/or pretty.) + (Includes Masc titles & names)

No matter who you are, or what you look like, YOU ARE PRETTY. 🫶

"How many emoji pronouns do you want?"

"Yes."

This entire pack was inspired by an OC of mine called Lotus 🩷🪷

Pronouns:

Pi/Pin/Pink/Pinks/Pinkself

Ro/Ros/Rose/Roses/Roseself

Ro/Ros/Rosa/Rosas/Rosaself

Lo/Lov/Love/Loves/Loveself

Hea/Hear/Heart/Hearts/Heartself

Blo/Bloo/Bloom/Blooms/Bloomself

Fla/Flami/Flamingo/Flamingos/Flamingoself

Fu/Fuch/Fuchsia/Fuchsias/Fuchsiaself

Or/Orch/Orchid/Orchids/Orchidself

Wate/Waterme/Watermelon/Watermelons/Watermelonself

Lo/Lot/Lotus/Lotuses/Lotusself

Pe/Pet/Petal/Petals/Petalself

Che/Cherr/Cherry/Cherrys/Cherryself

Blo/Bloss/Blossom/Blossoms/Blossomself

Ce/Ceri/Cerise/Cerises/Ceriseself

Pea/Peae/Peach/Peachs/Peachself

Blu/Blus/Blush/Blushs/Blushself

Tu/Tuli/Tulip/Tulips/Tulipself

Cu/Cut/Cute/Cutes/Cuteself

Pre/Prett/Pretty/Prettys/Prettyself

Ma/Mage/Magenta/Magentas/Magentaself

Pa/Pas/Pastel/Pastels/Pastelself

Swe/Swae/Sweet/Sweets/Sweetself

Flo/Flow/Flower/Flowers/Flowerself

Flo/Flor/Flora/Floras/Floraself

Pre/Preci/Preciae/Precious/Preciousself

Ri/Ribb/Ribbon/Ribbons/Ribbonself

Fri/Frill/Frillae/Frills/Frillself

Do/Doll/Dolly/Dolls/Dollself

Co/Cor/Coral/Corals/Coralself

Da/Daw/Dawn/Dawns/Dawnself

Sun/Sunse/Sunset/Sunsets/Sunsetself

Hib/Hibis/Hibiscus/Hibiscuses/Hibiscusself

Dia/Diam/Diamond/Diamonds/Diamondself

Gem/Gemsto/Gemstone/Gemstones/Gemstoneself

Gor/Gorge/Gorgeous/Gorgeousness/Gorgeousself

La/Lac/Lace/Laces/Laceself

Pu/Puff/Puffy/Puffys/Puffyself

Flu/Fluff/Fluffy/Fluffys/Fluffyself

Pom/Pomp/Pompom/Pompoms/Pompomself

Po/Pop/Poppy/Poppys/Poppyself

Chrys/Chrysan/Chrysanthemum/Chrysanthemums/Chrysanthemumself

Ast/Aste/Aster/Asters/Asterself

Ga/Garn/Garnet/Garnets/Garnetself

Pe/Pear/Pearl/Pearls/Pearlself

Op/Opa/Opal/Opals/Opalself

Qua/Quart/Quartz/Quartzs/Quartzself

Bub/Bubble/Bubblegum/Bubblegums/Bubblegumself

Car/Carna/Carnation/Carnations/Carnationself

Stra/Straw/Strawberry/Strawberrys/Strawberryself

Ma/Mau/Mauve/Mauves/Mauveself

Sa/Sak/Sakura/Sakuras/Sakuraself

Li/Lil/Lily/Lilys/Lilyself

Emoji Pronouns: 💋/💋's, 💄/💄's, 💅/💅's, 🩷/🩷's, 🪷/🪷's, 🐷/🐷's, 🐖/🐖's, 🦑/🦑's, 🦩/🦩's, 🌸/🌸's, 🌺/🌺's, 🌷/🌷's, 🍑/🍑's, 🩰/🩰's, 🎀/🎀's, 🧸/🧸's, 🌹/🌹's, 👛/👛's, 💕/💕's, 💞/💞's, 💓/💓's, 💖/💖's, 💗/💗's, 💘/💘's, 💝/💝's, 💐/💐's, 🍥/🍥's, 🧁/🧁's, 🍧/🍧's, 💒/💒's, 🏩/🏩's, 🧼/🧼's, 💌/💌's, ❤/❤'s, 💔/💔's, ❣️/❣️'s, ❤️‍🩹/❤️‍🩹's, ❤️‍🔥/❤️‍🔥's, ♥/♥'s, ♦/♦'s, 🦄/🦄's, 🦢/🦢's

Titles:

Pretty In Pink

(X) Who's Pink

The Prettiest

Perfect Pink

The Pink One

Dancing With Pink Petals

(X) Who Loves Pink

(X) Who Feels Pretty

Sparkling

(X) Who Sparkles

Sparkling In Pink

(X) Who's Aura Is Pink

The Pink Spirit

The Cute Spirit

The Pink Creature

Dancing With Doves

The Pretty Dove

The Pretty Creature

The Pretty Pink Spirit

The Pretty Spirit

(X) Who Blooms

(X) Who Blossoms

The Blossoming Flower

The Pink Flower

The Pretty Flower

Deity of Pink

God of Pink

Goddess of Pink

Names:

Fem: Aphrodite, Ara, Azalea, Amora, Amaranth, Annabella, Annabelle, Amandine, Aimee, Aelia, Alani, Aviva, Briallen, Belle, Blossom, Bellerose, Begonia, Blush, Briar, Coral, Celia, Colette, Cerise, Clary, Camellia, Cherry, Carnation, Coralie, Coraline, Desiree, Dahlia, Dennise, Eglantine, Elodie, Elke, Esme, Fae, Fuchsia, Flamina, Flora, Fraise, Garnet, Hana, Huong, Heather, Isadora, Irisa, Jada, Jadah, Jalajaa, Keasha, Koral, Kamelia, Lien, Linnea, Lacey, Lyanne, Laelia, Leilani, Lotus, Mink, Mimose, Magenta, Mauve, Nerine, Odessa, Peony, Pearl, Petunia, Pinkie, Pink, Pinkus, Pinkney, Rosella, Rosanna, Rose, Rosie, Rosa, Rosalie, Rosaline, Rosalind, Rosabella, Rosita, Roseanna, Roseanne, Rydell, Rora, Rada, Rhoda, Sharyn, Sonnet, Scarlett, Sadie, Sandhya, Teuila, Varda, Venus, Xiloxoch, Yvete, Zelie,

Masc: Asmodeus, Amandus, Amadeus, Aziz, Amias, Altansarnai, Alroy, Astilbe, Akala, Amado, Amato, Connelly, Caleb, Cordovan, Carwyn, Corwin, Cordian, Dariel, Dante, Dilan, David, Darell, Eros, Fuchsio, Florian, Fenmore, Floyd, Geranium, Gul, Gulabi, Gulzar, Haneul, Hart, Jamil, Jared, Kiefer, Kevin, Kamal, Kunal, Lohan, Leif, Lennon, Milos, Manik, Manu, Magento, Mauverell, Mawar, Phlox, Roz, Rosario, Rosalio, Rosen, Razzmatazz, Rosamel, Roosevelt, Rouge, Rosewood, Rosewell, Rozovo, Roth, Thulian, Taffy, Vered, Zahri,

Neu: Amor, Aruna, Aphro, Adonis, Ambrose, Ceri, Callisto, Ceinwen, Carmine, Cassius, Corentin, Cupid, Dianthe, Erasmus, Erastus, Erato, Francis, Kamon, Kokoro, Koharu, Kirani, Kaipo, Lerato, Loxi, Martie, Maud, Mallow, Noa, Nasrin, Parvati, Obi, Pembe, Primrose, Paris, Rozene, Sakura, Sorrell, Salmon, Sashiro, Syd, Valentine, Valentino, Vaihere, Varuna, Xinyi, Zerah,

Genders:

Viosalimi - a gender connected to liminal spaces in the colors of pink & purple, whether it be the color combo or the two separately.

Ivsidirosen - a colorgender connected to the colors pink, black, and white

Pinkribbon - a gender under the genderribbon system which is related to the color pink & ribbons ; like ribbons being colored pink or being the color pink that loves ribbons , or any other combination of the two .

Pinkangeldigital / Pinkangelvirtual - a gender in which your gender is related to virtual / digital themes and pink angels, being a virtual/ digital pink angel, being a pink angel and loving virtual / digital themes, being a virtual /digital being who loves pink and angel themes, etc!

Pinkmagicalgirlic - a xenogender that relates to being a pink magical girl. it can also relate to the aesthetic of pink magical girls, the colour pink, or being a magical girl !! the gender often feels feminine or neutral .

Pinkdollic - A gender under the genderdollic system related to the color pink and being a doll

Pinkshirofoxic - a gender related to white foxes, pastel pink, and soft aesthetics.

Pinkadorded - a gender under genderadored related to being adorable ) adored and the color pink . may be related to being the color pink who is adored by all , the color pink who is adorable or being the color pink and adored.

Strawlovecatrum - a masculine- and neutral-in-nature xenogender that is best described by strawberries, lovecore, pink, and cats!

Pinkpresentic - A gender that presents itself in a pink way/as pink/in a way that involves a lot of pink. Can be used as a descriptor for other terms

Pinkrufflic - a xenogender relating to pink and ruffles, or pink in a ruffly way

Pinkabomination - a gender connected to being an abomination of pink , being an abomination in a pink way , etc.

Pinkcutecorian - a gender related to cutecore, pastel pink, and cutesy fashion

Pinkbratfem - a gender related to pink, being a stereotypical "bratty girl" and being transfem

Redpinkic - a gender connected to the colors red and pink, specifically when they're together

Pinkvampgender - A gender in which you are connected to vampires, softness, and the cuteness of pink, soft vampires.

Pinkgender - an aesthetigender under the colorgender umbrella connected to the color pink. One who is pinkgender might feel as though their gender is validated by the color pink, or as though their gender is best described as the color pink.

Pinkmetropolistic - A gender related to pink cities or cities that primarily have the color pink in them

[Link] Pixelovic - a gender related to pixel hearts, chiptune music, love, and the colors pink and red 🩷🩷 Loverwave - a gender connected to love, being a lover, and being a wave

Feinflambelle - a fein gender connected to pink, make-up, nail polish, perfume, flamboyant dressing, bright colours, dresses, and skirts.

Pinkautix — A subset of autigender related to the color pink