#bloomlover

[galaeus]

starter for @bloomlover​ / 

“--------y’know, this is my first VACATION in over twenty years. Setting’s my style, but I wouldn’t know what to do with free time if it hit me in the face.”

[forgerying]

@bloomlover​ | because i can x

‘ i know i normally go for the roses. ’  she must know he’ll come today ; he is not normally a man of routine  ( in fact, he has learned to avoid routine as much as he can )  but this day marks an exception.  every week he’ll come if possible.  his smile is confident, self-assured, but his eyes are downcast, fingers twitching as he touches a soft, dark crimson petal. when he looks back up at patch  ( a silly nickname, but neal, of all people, can understand needing a name to hide behind )  that blue gaze is somewhat hardened, steeled over with burgeoning clarity.

‘ today i want black-eyed susans. ’  he’s sure she’ll pick up on it -- the shift from love and mourning in the dark red rose petals  ( kate always loved the classics )  to the bright yellow glare of justice.  he has a name.  someone to blame for the explosion that still wakes him up, ears ringing, in the middle of the night.  ‘ a lot of them. ’

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sc   \  accepting \   @bloomlover​​​

      ❛   𝐢   𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞   𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠   𝐟𝐨𝐫   𝐲𝐨𝐮,      but  you  have  to   close  your  eyes .   ❜

[espercr---archived]

✶ - @bloomlover 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 soft !

❝ you smell like flowers . . . i mean obviously it suits you , but . . . y’know , it’s nice . ❞ she’s nice , & hope’s beginning to feel incredibly warm - her cheeks flushing bright crimson . maybe she’s had too much wine . . . or maybe not quite enough ?

[rebuilts]

@bloomlover​  asked:  sets  the  pot  of  blooming  lavender  on  the  counter.

lavender  has  an  unmistakable  scent .  it’s  warm ,  comforting  and  clean .  soothes  the  weight  off  of  your  bones  and  stems  the  tide .  mikey  feels  their  shoulders  lose  some  of  their  tension  and  tiredly  sag .  it  builds  over  time .  twenty  four  hours  of  hard ,  backbreaking  work  is  always  followed  by  exhaustion .  the  uniform  has  to  be  pulled  off  eventually  and  set  aside .  and  life  has  to  go  on .  easier  said  than  done ,  but  made  less  of  a  chore  through  practice  and  experience .

ever  tender ,  mikey  reaches  out  to  stroke  calloused  pads  along  tiny  purple  petals  and  meets  striking  green  gaze  with  equally  intense  vigor .  not  enough  to  strike  fear ,  of  course ,  but  to  show  a  level  of  warm  composure  and  friendliness  meant  to  soften  the  domineering  strength  of  their  presence .  light  hazels  even  crinkle  at  their  corners . 

   “ this  is  perfect .  she’s  gonna  love  it ... “  large  hand  lowers  to  the  counter  and  presses  firm  as  the  other  slips  into  leather  jacket  pocket .  “ got  another ?  i  think  the  guys  will  appreciate  it . “

[a-velvetipped]

@bloomlover​ asked /  “I just — I’m breathless, okay? Whenever I’m with you, it happens.” // playboy verse aka have a patch freakout LOL

          “that’s a good thing - isn’t it?  please tell me that’s a good thing.”  confidence had always been a trait that anne could proudly say she owned - but with patch, she’s softened.  her whole approach to dating has changed and she feels somewhat vulnerable.  despite her wealth, despite her status, she feels like some school girl with a crush and it’s daunting.  it’s well and truly terrifying. “i hope you’re not saying that i’m giving you some sort of panic attack. i just want to make you happy.”  and she reaches out, taking the other woman’s hands within her own - stroking her thumb against her knuckles as she gazes at her.  cheeks are red,  eyes glimmering.  she’s in love - and she can’t ever deny that.  “i’m trying so hard, does - does that translate? i’m an idiot when it comes to relationships but i know that i want to be with you.  i love you, patch.” 

[shayla-abstractsoul-101-blog]

“And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood.” ― William Cullen Bryant

31st August, 2019

[ozwolff]

@bloomlover ||  ❤

OZ  OPENED  HIS  PHONE  TO  SEE  A  MESSAGE  FROM  PATCH  .  smiling  slightly  he  shook  his  head  &&  moved  to  the  back  of  the  shop  .  always  willing  to  help  her  out  in  some  way  .  searching  the  spines  of  the  books  ,  he  climbed  a  chair  &&  pulled  it  down  from  the  shelves  ,  PERCHING  it  on  the  table  .

[ msg : patch ] -  yeah  i  have  the  book  .  what  spell  are  you  needing  from  it  ? [ msg : patch ] -  do  you  want  me  to  give  you  a  call  ?  might  be  easier  .