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The Flower Shop Boy
Part 1
The light that flitted through the window showed the tiny particles that were floating through the air, but those tiny particles remained invisible to all except the one person who happened to be paying close attention. Jasmine was admiring it for her it was currently her source of entertainment as she was hunched over the counter, head resting on her right palm, her elbow steady on the material she had yet to identify that made up her solid counter space. Though her surroundings were beautiful and filled with flowers on display, her work made this a daily view that she had essentially numbed herself to. But it was a grand sight for it brought in many types of customers. But instead of seeing what others saw, her mind was trying to make sense of what was floating in the air and why she had never noticed these tiny details before.
Jasmine enjoyed her job enough – working at this mom and pop type of flower shop – and with her other job being part-time a couple of times during the week, she was able to make ends meet. But it did not stop her mind from wondering if she was ever going to be able to go to college like she had always thought she would. Her grand “life plan.”
Life had other ideas; it essentially had a huge hiccup that caused her to go straight to work after high school instead of going to college like most of the people she knew. And she was okay with that. She didn’t regret the choices she made, but it did come with some ‘what ifs.’ She was at the age where most people were at least a couple years into their degrees, so their experiences were vastly different. They had different issues, different thoughts, different… everything. Sometimes she felt disconnected but at the same time, she was more content than most people.
The only way anything ever lacked was her interactions with others. She had plenty of customer service type of situations and opportunities to have some decent conversations if she truly pursued it, but it was the more honest personal level that she seemed to miss. Especially when it came to possible romantic-type of interactions.
She had told herself time and again that she was okay with that. Jasmine didn’t really have time to put that much effort into something so consuming. She needed to have a more steady foothold in the world – a more dependable income could be good – before truly wanting to devote herself to such a turmoil of emotions.
Jasmine could not help but smile a little bit knowing how she refers to the madness that is supposedly love. It seemed like a lot of work and upkeep and it just wasn’t-
A ding from the bell that resided above the door made her snap out of her thoughts and stand straight as she wiped the front of her apron to smooth away crinkles that weren’t even there. A smile graced her face as she went into her ‘attentive representative’ mode.
It was a couple of young girls whose eyes wandered around the store in awe followed by a young man. Jasmine’s attention went first to the girls who immediately squealed as they came in and rushed to a section of flowers on display that stated: “An Amazing Sale You Cannot Pass Up.” Their attention was fully focused as the young man tended to have a much slower and laid-back pace, almost making her think that he was possibly talked into coming in – or at least that was what Jasmine thought. He didn’t seem to quite follow them but she assumed he was with them. A young man his age didn’t just stroll around by himself in the flower shop anymore.
She quickly went to the girls to see if they had any questions or if there was anything they needed help with as they figured out what exactly they wanted. These young girls did not disappoint. They immediately asked questions about what they would need to do if they wanted flowers or other general inquiries that normally came from young women who don’t come in often. Situations like these made Jasmine smile genuinely. They were nice to work with and had actual intentions of purchasing something. She didn’t mind those who came to just look and admire their handiwork around the store, but she felt like she was much more useful if there was an actual transaction that came from it.
“The gentleman that came with you, do you want him here to hear this as well,” Jasmine asked, realizing he was still just wandering around and not paying attention.
The two girls brought their heads together and giggled, glancing towards him every few moments. “Oh, he isn’t with us. Just a coincidence.”
Jasmine’s eyes grew wide with surprise for a moment as she quickly turned to him, an apology on her lips. But it died off as she finally fully looked at him. His face seemed mature, a very handsome look that was softened by the smirk that graced his appearance as he was absorbed by the flowers he was observing. Some of his hair fell in front of his eyes, but it didn’t seem to bother him much as he absentmindedly brushed it away, his full attention elsewhere.
He was beautiful.
She had to blink a few times before realizing she was just starring and embarrassment took over for a brief second. Jasmine realized no one caught her error so she was able to catch herself again and finished her original intent. She cleared her throat, catching his attention. “I am so sorry. I’ll be with you in a moment if you have any questions.”
He threw her an understanding smile and a nod, acknowledging her before his attention was back in front of him as he reached up to softly touch a petal.
The action seemed so… delicate. Jasmine bit her lip trying to not let another smile pass by that would give her away as she turned back to the girls. She could not help but notice that as she was taking their order and jotting down their information, they kept glancing in his direction. It was confirmed; she was not the only one that found him attractive.
I am so happy ya liked it! I showed this to a friend before I sent the ask and they said It felt like hearing a bard tell a story by a camp fire and I was like ‘Fuck yeah!’ cause that is exactly what I was going for!
And now, some Aurora Dragon abilities!
Hair Color: While Aurora Dragons are known for their dazzling scales, their hair, when present, is naturally pure white, like freshly fallen snow. However, they possess the ability to change it to any color they desire, often matching their surroundings or mood. This ability allows them to blend in or stand out as they see fit.
Environment: As creatures of the cold, Aurora Dragons are built to live nicely in frigid climates. Their bodies are adapted to withstand icy winds and freezing temperatures. They can handle the heat just as well but thrive more in cold weather.
Dangerous Blood: The blood of an Aurora Dragon is a potent, magical substance, and while it may create rare, luminous crystals when it touches the ground, it is lethal to mortals. When their blood makes contact with mortal flesh, it burns through it like acid, leaving glowing scars that never heal, or make crystals grow and potentially the human losing their limb when it becomes unresponsive. Some say this is a curse placed upon the dragons to prevent their power from being misused by mortals.
Soundless Roar: When an Aurora Dragon roars, instead of the traditional deafening sound, a strange, haunting silence spreads through the air. The roar creates an intense pressure that causes the surrounding environment to tremble, as though the fabric of reality itself were bending to their will.
Breath of Illusions: While their colorful and fiery breath can blind and burn their opponents, Aurora Dragons also have the ability to use a smoke that creates vivid illusions. Those caught within it may see mirages of distant lands, loved ones, or terrifying visions, disorienting and confusing them.
• The Four Flames: Aurora Dragons possess the ability to wield up to four special flames: pink, purple, green, and blue. Each flame varies in strength, with pink being the weakest and blue the most potent. Though these dragons can master all the flames, the green flame remains the most elusive. Despite not being the strongest, green is deeply entwined with ancient magic, making it the most challenging to control. This connection to magic adds to the mystique and power of the Aurora Dragons, reflecting their celestial origins and enigmatic nature.
And das what I have so far! I will expand it soon! Enjoy!☺️
The Legend of the Aurora Dragons
In the coldest regions of the world, amidst towering mountains and endless snowfields, there exists a creature of breathtaking beauty—the Aurora Dragons. Known far and wide for their shimmering, iridescent scales, these majestic beings shift in color as light touches them, dancing between hues of pink, blue, and purple like the very auroras that grace the night sky.
It is whispered among the northern tribes that when the Aurora Borealis illuminates the heavens, it is not just celestial light but the dragons themselves, gliding gracefully across the sky. Their forms blend with the light, their wings outstretched as they soar through the frozen night. Only those who look close enough, and with eyes unclouded by doubt, may glimpse their radiant forms.
Legends tell that where the blood of an Aurora Dragon touches the earth, a miraculous ore grows—one imbued with the light of the auroras. Whether it be grass, stone, or barren ice, these glowing crystals rise from the ground, pulsing with the colors of the heavens. It is said that those who find and hold such a crystal are blessed with untold power, yet few are brave or lucky enough to witness such an event.
The origins of these enigmatic dragons are shrouded in mystery. Some believe they once lived among the stars, radiant guardians of the skies. In ancient times, they were thought to be dying stars, whose light had not yet faded, casting themselves down from the heavens before their time. Upon their fall, they took the form of dragons, their celestial essence preserved in the ever-shifting light of their scales.
Their eggs, too, are a marvel beyond compare, resembling glowing gems—crystalline orbs that emit soft, colorful light, reminiscent of the auroras themselves. It is said that when these eggs hatch, they do not simply crack open like those of lesser creatures. Instead, they burst into a radiant flash of light so blinding that no mortal can look upon it. In that moment of brilliance, the dragon emerges, fully formed, while the egg itself dissolves into nothing, leaving no trace of its existence.
Aurora Dragons are said to be beings of pure light, able to harness and manipulate it for their own purposes. Some believe that when all the colors of their flames unite, a portal to another realm may open—a realm where light reigns eternal and darkness has no hold. Yet, this remains a tale unproven, a rumor passed down through generations.
Though their true nature—whether kind or cruel—remains a mystery, the people of the northern lands revere these dragons. Each year, they hold grand festivals in their honor, believing that the sighting of an Aurora Dragon brings good fortune, health, and prosperity. Offerings are made, songs are sung, and fires are lit, all in the hope that these celestial creatures will look kindly upon them from the night sky.
(Aaaaand das what I got for now! I may reblog if you are to answer this and add the abilities this dragon species got! Hope ya have fun reading!)
OMG!! The writing!? IT WAS SO GOOD! It really felt like I was reading some old scroll or book or something!! Damn!
The dragons themselves sound really cool! And beautiful! Wow! The wording was wonderful, and it was an effective way to go into the dragon's lore!!
Meet Sunday The Clown! The oldest sibling of 7. He would be the personifocation of sunshines and rainbows and always has a smile on his face. They are a vegatarian as they can't handle the taste of meat in any way.
also to clarify they aren't gay as in a homosexual, he's gay in the jolly sense.
Tootsie Jalapeno , child of one of the greatest clown detectives, Allen Jalepeno. Tootsie was adopted as Allen wanted to give the rambuntious trouble maker a family full of love.
shit happens when you listen to Evanescence
The baybe is back and postin!! I’m gonna start postin art again so to kick it off I redrew my old icon!! Lookit the fluff on that baybe,,
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The Electric Parasite
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It’s no one’s favorite bastard
Chaos gremlin time
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Usual anxious Aitri & then,,,,,loving women on main Aitri
Oh god I survived
The end of the world is bright
I remember waking up....I remember the morning dove sing to me. I wish I had known then.
I was walking in the city. Ordinary people doing ordinary things, living ordinary lives. Some were sad, others frustrated. Me? I was in the sky seeing everything happen.
I don't remember the taste of food or the pleasure of a good conversation, but I remember the warmth of the sun and the feel of the grass.
I remember the birds fall and fire start. I didn't know it then, but I don't think I would've wanted to anyway. Some people need to be at the brink of death for them to finally live. Others may just go through a period of self destruction or maybe do nothing at all. It doesn't matter what you do nothing would've changed reality.
It was my second day waking up. Most of the world was silent for the majority of the day. People didn't want to risk getting hurt with all the commotion going on, I can't say I blame them.
My family gathered around and said our hellos. There was a known quiet around the room. Everyone knew but no one wanted to speak or acknowledge it in any way, shape or form. Some of us were saying things we would miss and where we'd hope we'd end up next. Some said in a planet made of gold others said a sci-fi planet, but I said "Somewhere beautiful, like Saturn"
In our last hours, I recollected my experience as a being. It was painful....hard...fun...scary....breathtaking. It was confusing...loving...made no sense....and made complete sense. It was an experience unlike any other. One that would never be experienced, recreated or done again.
I went to bed despite the daylight still there, I got in the covers and closed my eyes. I don't remember screaming, crying, pain, or agony. In fact, I don't really remember much about anything anymore, but I do remember the bright light that engulfed my every sense till I was part of the cosmos.
I don't know if my family made it here with me or if I'll be able to see them again. Hell I don't even know how I made it here!
All I know is that the end of the world was bright.
1 pic: beep boop kill fucking system failures 2 pic: HOW USELESS I AM (pattern phrase №108) 4 pic: We are an army of desperate motherfuckers; despair flows in our iron veins!! So no extraneous feelings can break us! We call ourselves... FUCKING TRASH