tranquility

that woman holds the stars in her veins.

[lavandul]

   𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦    𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦    𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭.      private selective cross-over friendly original character. penned by keias.

[lavandul]

AMBIANCE OF SPRING

     Vassalion was known amongst the primordial world as the goddess of the evening sky, goddess of healing and flowers, archeress of the stars, and the spirit of that natural good. Vassalion was depicted as a  woman standing amongst wildflowers holding her war bow in her left hand during a balancing scale in her right. It is said that under her guidance, the worshiper's insight into herbology, arts, and astrology would be significantly cultivated. Although her worshipers were of the smaller variety, their devotion to her was so grand that festivals would bring forth other gods' attention. Vassalion was known to have an intense adoration for rabbits, often depicted in artwork of a fluffle following her as she walks amongst the stars. 

     While she was known to be a ceremonial goddess, this all seemed to shatter when the Archon war began. Vassalion had no interest or need to engage in warfare, her territory being amongst the skies until another god purposely targeted her people. He demolished the one nation of neutrality in those ancient times, killing off hundreds of innocents to get her attention from the divine skies. Vassalion plunged the skies into darkness in the middle of the day for fifteen days, slaughtering the god that deserved her wrath as well as all of the nations that worshiped him. Vassalion did not win the war, eventually falling from the skies as she was struck down by another god, falling into the ocean. While alive, Vassalion was known to hold neutrality but an aura of kindness amongst the other gods and was particularly close with Guizhong.

     Vassalion's soul eventually reincarnated into a woman who was named Lavender, Dendro aligned. Lavender does not remember her divine origin as of now.

[rainie-is-seasonchange]

Wisteria season.

Yamanashi, Japan.

[lavandul]

What are you made of?

  “ this seems to be incorrect... “ does she carry off such an intense attitude? do people see her as an overly aggressive person? “ well, except for the sweetness part, that part is correct. “

[underwata]

flower girl

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Picture source: 🍀

[brightlightsloudnoises]

@bill_winchester

[anna-thebanana]

[mistfilled-mornings-deactivated]

the wind is rustling

the leaves of the trees

and the birds are singing along,

as i walk through the forest

listening to natures song.

- Christy Ann Martine

[lavandul]

dating service.   ✦

Date with Lavender. Date Fee: $5000 Customer Comments: "I want to do...more with Lavender... (Male in 60s)"

     “ Mm, no thanks! “ 

[meganflores]

sticking one of those lil stickers from fruit on someone is a love language

[crosstheaegeansea]

nature gifset

[cottageaesthetic]

[vanguarded-a-deactivated2021032]

✦ starter for @lavandul​​

the sun shined down so brightly, the rays of light felt so warm and pleasant. seeing an unknown sight at the corner of her high, the blonde turned with a joyful smile. there was not a better feeling for lia than letting the sun keep her warm.

❛ today is just beautiful, wouldn’t you agree ? ❜

[lavandul]

     it was a lovely day; the sun says hello, the birds warble, and lavender has her flower basket ready. it would not be surprising to meet other people taking a stroll through the day; thus, lavender makes it her purpose to give a bit more appreciation for the world --- the people that grace the ground are just as radiant as the sun in the sky. lavender meets the other woman’s gaze and breaks out into a smile herself, that joy infectious.

     ❝ indeed! the sun has graced us with her beauty, yes? we must take advantage of these days. ❞

[uyesurana]

celestial nails

[madammaddy]

🕯 𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒆𝒔𝒕 (𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞)

[vanguarded-a-deactivated2021032]

✦ starter for @lavandul​

❛ going alone at this time wouldn’t be so smart, ❜ who knows what mysterious creatures could be lurking at these hours of the night. the last thing semara needed was knowing someone he could have helped left and didn’t return.

[lavandul]

     ❝ oh? ❞ the most delicate tone leaves her cherry blossom lips. the woman has a basketful of various wildflowers, herbs, and tubers that were all skillfully woven in, one hand on the ornamental basket's handle, the other on her paper umbrella. she seems. . . out of place here; the robe she wears is an elegant sky blue, adorned with golden flowers amongst her sleeves. lavender turns to look at the man, honey-gold gaze meets him, and she smiles --- tender, soft, ethereal.

     ❝ would you be willing to walk with me then, kind sir? ❞ she doesn't need his supervision; a woman like herself knows full well how to defend. yet, if help is being offered, she will never turn it down --- lavender has been taught that such is bad manners.