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Little pixies in a garden~ 🪴🪻🌷🌼
#Queen Rouge#Jaune#glitter#Bleue#Rose#flowers#daffodils#tulips#fae#pixie#pixies#fairies#fairy#faeries#garden
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Can I get a Jaune's found family in Bioshock meeting his friends or actual family. Like the big and little sisters meeting his actual family or his friends.
This is in reference from the bioshock post that started with Jaune able to tell Ilia is a lesbian because she reminded him of his sister.
A Staticy tear in the fabric of Reality opens, spitting out Jaune, 8 Big Sisters, and Subject Delta onto the Vacuan Sand.
Ruby: JAUNE?!!?
Jaune: (Spits out Water) RUBES!
Jaune Runs and Hugs her
Jaune: How long has it Been! I've been away, for like, Nine months! Where did you End up after Falling?
Ruby: Me and the rest RWBY Fell into the Ever after- Where The Girl That Fell through the World took place?
Jaune: Really- Wow! Where's everyone- Y'know what! We need to See doctors, and fast! All of their Genetics and physiology are fucked up, and I should get looked over anyway! I have and insane Story to tell!
Ruby: Who are these People?
Jaune: They're- (Whistles) HEY! EVERYONE ALRIGHT? Good! Get up Please!
Jaune: The big Guy is Subject Delta, he looks like an absolute mess, That one is Eleanor!
Eleanor: Hello! You must be Ruby, Jaune has spoken a great deal about you and his Friends!
Jaune: The rest of them are Evelyn, Cassandra, Tulip, Lily, Katherine, Julie, and the last wasn't named when we met so i called her ... Juniper. Just to have my team around even if I ... wasn't.
Jaune: But I'm home now! We're all here! It's so good to see you Ruby!
Ruby: What happened to you? You're covered in scars Jaune! What happened to Crocea Mors!
Jaune: That's ... that's a long Rubes. I'd rather tell it once with everyone. For now we should see a doctor. Can you take us there?
Ruby: Yeah, I can.
So I know this isn't all you asked fore, but I couldn't just WRITE without some kind of foundation first.
#rwby#jaune arc#ruby rose#rwby shitpost#crossover#bioshock#Eleanor Lamb#asks and answers#setsu-kos-arashi
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Bernard Buffet (French, 1928–1999)
Les tulipes jaunes, 1976
Oil on canvas
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Yang: Do you like flowers? (Presents bouquet) Because I'd like to press our "tulips" together~.
Jaune: ...Those are roses.
Yang: ...I'll be right back. (Runs off)
Jaune: (Holding bouquet) The roses are beautiful, though!
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Maybe I missed something but doesn't JNPR overreact to the Arc family. Compared to team rwby who were basically insulting Jaune the Arc ladies just seemed happy to have another sister/member?
Also how Jeanne react to the Arc family?
True, but to Jaune, and the rest of his team it feels like they are forgetting about him, and that they are replacing him for her.
Sure they didn’t let them explain why they said those things. But, the few words they spoke did all the damage it needed to do.
As for the second part…
The Repercussions of Your Actions
(SMASH!)
Acheius: Oww…
Jeanne: Why?! Why did you just punch him in the face!
Acheius: Some random guy came out of your room, and said, “Hi, dad! Why are you freaking out, its me your son?” How else did you expect me to react?!
Jeanne: Not by punching him through the wall! TWICE!
Acheius: Look I understand that I messed up, you know I’m just worried about my precious baby girl.
Jeanne: I am not your, ‘precious baby girl’ anymore! I am a, Huntress! I am can stand up for myself! And, I am sick, and tired of everyone beating up, Jaune just for showing up!
Acheius: It was an accident…?
Juniper: Honey, you punched him through a wall, twice. Landed on him, and continued to wail on him even after his aura broke. On top of that, your fight tore up my lawn, and ruined my tulips. Do you honestly think you are in a good place to argue against her, or me for that matter that it was… ‘Just an accident?!’
Acheius: Uhhh… W-Why am in trouble for messing up the lawn! Nora punted me over the house, and I tore up you rose bushes on landing!
Juniper: My precious little girl was defending her friend from you! And, unlike you, she offered to help me me fix it for some wonderful mother bounding time~!
Jeanne: Uhh… Since when was, Nora my sister?
Juniper: Five minutes after I found out she was an orphan!
Jeanne: Okay…? Are you okay with this, Nora?
Nora: I’m loving it, oneesan~!
Jeanne: …
Jeanne: This is the greatest day of my life…
Juniper: Also, I’ve adopted, Rin as well.
Jeanne: R-Rin?!
Rin: I… I’m also happy with this as well, onee… san…
Jeanne: Grk?! Oh gods… This is too much to bare!
Acheius: I have two new daughters?! Oh this is a wonderful day! I would have preferred to have been informed about this before you adopted me, but I’m happy nonetheless! Come on girls, how about a hug for your new father!
Nora: No!
Rin: I’ll have to pass.
Acheius: Eh?
Nora: We like, Jaune! And, we’re tired of everyone beating him up!
Rin: We understand why you attacked him, but couldn’t you have shown more restraint before you decided to attack him?
Juniper: So, as punishment for hurting, Jaune, you get no father-daughter bonding until you’ve learned your lesson!
Acheius: Juniper, I’m…?!
Juniper: And, don’t bother apologizing until after you fix my tulip garden! Come along now girls, lets go have some mother daughter bounding~!
Nora: Oh, oh! Can I see, Jeanne’s baby photos!
Rin: Oh, I would love to see those!
Jeanne: W-What?! No you don’t need to see those!
Acheius: …
Acheius: Haa… I did screw up this one…
Theo: Yeah, you just snapped, and beat the hell out of that guy. You’re usually more level headed than that dad.
Philip: Yeah, honestly I was looking forward to meeting this guy, Jeanne made him sound like an interesting person.
Alex: Meh, I can understand why dad punched him, we’d probably do the same thing if he had hurt our precious sister. But, I doubt any of us would have gone that far.
Acheius: Haa… I did screw up… I going to be thinking about how badly I screwed up while I fix all of this… Well, best get to it; Would one of you mind fetching some of the gardening tools for me?
Richard: Yeah, no. Go, get them yourself.
Acheius: Eh? Why?!
Galahad: Because you’re just gonna rope us in into helping you. Besides we have more important things to do.
Acheius: Oh yeah, what better things?
Theo: Like fixing the holes in the walls you put through my room!
Acheius: Ahck?!
Richard: We best start on repairing the new ‘window.’
Alex: Agreed, it may take longer to fix, but I rather not deal with the cold breeze it will flood the house with.
Philip: Or, how mad mom will be when the house starts to get cold.
Arc Brothers: AHHAHAHAhahaha!
Acheius: …
Acheius: Haa… I may have screwed up big this time, but at least they’re all happy, well at least most of them. Well, best get to work then.
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I was just going to answer the first part. Then this came out. Do enjoy~!
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US Vogue January 15, 1962
Anne De Zogheb (Madame Paul Anka), wears a banana yellow silk blouse, dotted with trapunto tulips, and a banana yellow wool tweed skirt.
Beauty note: Michel's makeup, tinted with sun to wear with yellows, Baco foundation n° 2: eye shadow is Verona Brown; and the lipstick, a golden rose, Fiesta.
Anne De Zogheb (Madame Paul Anka), porte un chemisier en soie jaune banane, parsemé de tulipes trapunto, et une jupe en tweed de laine jaune banane.
Note beauté : Le maquillage de Michel, teinté de soleil à porter avec des jaunes, le fond de teint Baco n° 2 : le fard à paupières est Verona Brown ; et le rouge à lèvres, un rose doré, Fiesta.
Photo Karen Radkai
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#us vogue#january 1962#fashion 60s#1962#spring/summer#printemps/été#anne de zogheb#paul anka#karen radkai
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Le Pho - Les tulipes rouges et jaunes (Red and Yellow Tulips)
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Écoutez le murmure des arbres, sentez l'odeur des tulipes, jacinthes, roses, m'enivrer dans ce champs de fleurs, admirer les couleurs verdoyantes : rouges, jaunes, orangées, violettes. Me perdre dans cette immensité, avec intensité, dans ce coin de paradis.
Divaguer et écouter le crépitement des feuilles, le chant des rouge-gorges, des piverts, des hirondelles, et dans ce court instant, dans ce silence naturel, danser jusqu'à oublier ma propre lumière.
Danser au gré de musiques que tant d'hommes ont écoutées, réaliser des mouvements fluides, avec grâce, pour remercier la nature de m'accueillir parmis elle.
Terre mère, Reine mère, qu'importe, elle force le respect et l'admiration. Elle, qui reprend toujours ses droits même devant des humains avides de pouvoir, oubliant son existence. Prêtez attention à celle qui nous a toujours guidés. Et dire qu'autrefois, cueillir une pâquerette nous esquissait un sourire et nous rendait heureux.
Apprenez à écouter la beauté mais aussi le désespoir lorsque l'orage gronde, que les torrents sortent de leurs nids, que la pluie ruisselle sans arrêt. Apprenez qu'elle est toujours reine quoi qu'il advienne.
J'adore entendre cette valse aussi vertigineuse et mélancolique soit elle.
Et malgré tout, ce murmure du soleil levant, ne fait que réchauffer de cœur de tous ses partisans. Un brin de vent, peut nous rappeler au combien nous sommes uns sur cette planète.
Et, n'oubliez pas, ce concerto que vous donne chaque jour la Terre et la Mer.
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#tulipe#tulipes#tulipes jaunes#tulips#yellow tulips#tulipani#tulipanes#tulpen#fleurs#flowers#nature#vero emilie
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Altered Destiny
= Eight =
(So through the poll, which can be found on the Chapter Page, my readers would like to see this Jaune in a more of a Healer/Cleric style role, over that of a Tank/Paladin one. So Chapter 4 has been revised to suit. Thank you to everyone who participated. I will be using powers and feats from D&D Neverwinter as I don't have access to any significant materials from D&D 3.0/4.0/5.0)
Glynda sat quietly watch the worst student of her class, tossing and turning in a restless sleep. Occasionally she would mumble something, though it was too low and Glynda was too far away to catch what she was saying. Not that Glynda was paying attention. She was more focused on what to do with Jaune.
From the short amount of contact with her, Glynda knew there were going to be several issues, the main one being Jaune's own acceptance of her situation. Talking with a professional would help, but Glynda doubted it would be fully successful.
Her mind then wandered. She took in Jaune's new body. Her body was slim, lithe even, but it was complicated by her now new proportions. Her hips were fairly wide, plus her bust was quite substantial. Jaune was going to have issues with her balance, probably even walking was going to require a process of practice.
Glynda thought back to the stumbling dash to the bathroom. Jaune had barely remained on her feet. The previous Jaune had been improving, Glynda saw it. His confidence was growing daily, and his ability to actually spar, to counter and fight was blossoming, but now. Glynda was afraid these changes were going to shatter Jaune.
As Glynda was watching her sleeping form, Jaune found her self in a strange place. She was standing in a flower filled meadow. All about her waits tall tulips and daisies. The sky was a myriad collection of reds and purples, like one would see at dusk. Seeing no one, Jaune started to walk. The tall grasses and flowers gently brushing against her hospital gown, clade form.
Above the light faded, and stars began to fill the indigo sky, and still she walked. Slowly, as the light faded and the field of flowers took on a more dream-like quality, she saw a pair of figures seated yet floating in the air, almost as if they were seated upon the very tops of the flowers.
Figure One: Ah, there you are, Jaune. Welcome. You must have many questions, ask them, as I have the answers you seek.
Figure Two: So this is the mortal for whom you rewove the threads for. Interesting...
Jaune: What is going on? Why?
Figure One: We have brought to this space between realities to answer your queries. To ease your mind, my child.
Figure Two: As for why my sister's actions... you have potentially great fates ahead of you, niece. One that was not to end with your... foolhardy choices that day.
Jaune: I don't understand.
Figure One: That is to be expected, daughter. Much has changed for you, and more is to change. Your metamorphosis is yet to be complete.
Jaune: Huh? What does that mean?!?
Figure Two: Perhaps we should introduce ourselves to your child, sister.
Figure One: Yes, that would be prudent. Daughter I am Selune, Goddess of the Moon.
Figure Two: And I am her twin, Shar Mistress of the Night.
Jaune: What is going on? There are no such names on Remnant. There is just the Brother...
Selune: Yes, the brother Gods... petulant children, unworthy of their place as this world's patrons. When they left this world to its own devices, they left a void in the astral plane.
Shar: One that is drawing the attention of other entities and beings like us. Entities both benevolent and malevolent.
Jaune: I... what did you do to me?
Selune: Your choices that day ripped the tapestry of your life, you shredded your possible futures... futures that depend on your survival, so I rewove your fabric, and spliced your frayed life thread back together
Jaune: I... I... I don't understand? Tapestry? Life Thread?
Shar: Perhaps it would be better, niece, if you asked the true question you seek answers to.
Jaune: ... why am I now a girl? If you did whatever it is you did... why have I changed?
Selune: Your life thread was frayed and was not strong enough to hold the weave... so I pulled from the ether a thread of possibility.
Jaune: Huh?
Selune: Threads of Possibility are those you have no choice about, no control over, unlike threads of Fate. They are chances such as your gender at conception. If you were a multiple birth, and similar such requirement for life.
Shar: Your thread that determined you as male was weakened to the point it broke. My sister had to grab another thread to save you...
Jaune: And this thread...
Selune: Would have been your life thread if you had been born a female. Your life as a male had ended that day at the bottom of the chasm. Your male body broken beyond repair... to save you and your potential...
Shar: You had to be refashioned as female.
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hey hey hey !! found out about you through a promo post, well done! i need to grow my hoard . . . names, pronouns / titles related to the color yellow n the sun ?? No worries if you don’t have time or ideas !! ^^
I would be delighted to! Yellow is such a happy colour~ ✨ I've already peeped your blog, so hopefully I'm not suggesting any that you already use!
Some of these are more "on the nose," some are names that I found on my favourite colour-finding websites (encycolorpedia, chir.ag's "name that colour" app, etc.), and others just feel like yellow to me, if that makes sense! (Also added a few star-related ones, since the sun is a star, hope that's okay! Also, "Sunny Starjuice" is one of THE most kick-awesome names I've ever heard!)
Names // Sola, Daffodil, Jonquil, Jaun/Jaune, Marigold, Goldie, Sunshine, Sunglow, Sundance, Sunbeam, Sunflower, Lemon/Lemony, Zest/Zesty, Dandelion (Dandy for short! 💛), Banana, Bana, Nanners, Citrine, Citron, Topaz, Canary, Amber, Tulip, Brandy, Bright, Butterscotch, Meringue, Honey, Custard, Bergamot, Dijon, Linden, Maize, Quince, Begonia, Butternut, Nectar, Saffron, Primrose, Summer, Zinnia, Rue, Firefly, Bee, Shandy, Dodie, Tacha, Salomé, Toddy…
Pronouns //
shi, shine, shines, shines, shineself
sun, sun/sunny, suns, suns, sunself/sunnyself
hon, honey, hons, honeys, honeyself
joy, joy, joys, joys, joyself
bea, beam, beams, beams, beamself
or any of these emojis! 🐝🌼🌻💫⭐️✨☀️🍋🍌💛
Titles // the golden one, the golden sun, our golden boy/girl (or whatever noun you prefer!), the ray of sunlight/sunshine, the sunbeam, the sunflower, the shining star, the gold star of happiness/joy, he who shimmers/twinkles in the sunlight, she who dances with the sun, he who plays among the stars (I actually use this one myself, but I'm cool with sharing as long as you are!) …
That's all I could think of! Hope you enjoy!
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Pourquoi tu pourrais être une sorcière
par Théodora Goss
Parce que parfois vous rêvez de voler
comme avant.
Parce que le feu change toujours pour vous.
Parce que lorsque vous jetez les croûtes de votre sandwich
aux moineaux dans le parc public, ils sautent
de plus en plus près, jusqu'à ce qu'ils se perchent sur votre doigt
et vous regardent de côté.
Parce que lorsque vous marchez dans la rue,
le vent joue avec l'ourlet de votre jupe
pour qu'elle se balance de façon spectaculaire autour de vos chevilles.
Car tandis que vous marchez, déterminé et sensé,
votre ombre danse.
Parce que beaucoup de gens parlent aux chats
mais pour vous ils répondent.
Parce que les copalmiers le long du trottoir
adorent vous montrer leurs feuilles, parfois même
en les jetant devant vous, jaune veiné de rouge,
marron teinté de vert et de jaune,
~ comme des enfants exhibant des œuvres d'art.
Parce que quand tu lèves les yeux,
la lune sourit toujours.
Parce que parfois l'obscurité se referme autour de vous
et vous vous rappelez que tout va bien,
vous avez déjà porté cette cape.
Parce qu'en hiver, vous reconnaissez
que la neige est une couverture autant qu'un linceul,
et nous devons tous dormir parfois.
Parce qu'au printemps, vous pouvez entendre le tintement des cloches
que font les crocus et les gongs plus profonds des tulipes.
Parce que la rivière vous salue en passant,
et vous lui répondez.
Car même les brownstones de cette cité antique
vous regardent avec inquiétude : ils veulent s'assurer que vous allez bien.
Vous leur appartenez autant qu'eux à vous
Parce que les sorcières savent ce qu'elles sont
et si je demandais, tu t'en souviens ?
Vous devriez avouer que oui,
.... vous le faites.
-Lorie-
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TULIPE chamarree jaune pale et rouge-pourpre-Hacienda by Albert JACOB
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Neville Londubat
Neville est le pétrichor et la terre encore humide après une fine averse, le réconfort d'un thé chaud en attendant les prochains rayons du soleil. Neville est le tricot, des chaussettes à motifs remplissant une étagère entière, un pull-over immensément grand. Il est un mur recouvert de posters sur les insectes déchirés par endroits à force de les décrocher, une fenêtre en saillie au bord de laquelle on peut s'assoir et contempler le paysage. Neville est l'huile d'olive, le lierre grimpant aux murs, les pots de fleur entreposés dans une serre vitrée. Il est une virée en barque sur le lac au printemps, un sieste sur l'herbe fraîche. Neville est un bouquet de pissenlits, de tulipes jaunes, ou encore de fougères. Il est un sourire timide mais sincère, des mains crispées tapotant machinalement un bureau. Il est une étreinte gauche, cependant apaisante et amicale. Neville est un lever de soleil, l'aube révélant la brume qui séjournait sur les prés dans la nuit. Il est un arrosoir trônant dans un potager, un rideau n'occultant pas parfaitement, un lit couvert de plaids et patchworks bizarrement assortis. Neville est un terrarrium, un herbier, un pot-pourri ainsi qu'une collection de fossiles prenant la poussière. Il est la passion pour les amphibiens et l'amour pour les après-midi avec Hannah dans la serre n°3 de Poudlard. Neville est la douceur du silence, des livres d'herbologie annotés sur une table de chevet, le shampooing à la verveine.
j'ai plus dinspi là mais je sais que j'aurais pu faire mieux rip
#harry potter#harrypotter#harry potter headcanon#hogwarts#neville#nevillelondubat#nevillelongbottom#londubat#longbottom#neville londubat#neville longbottom
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