leaves falling from the trees

Katsugeki Touken Ranbu OP

For people who don’t know anything about japanese history like me. 
I really know nothing so hopefully everything’s in check. 

This is Watatsumi Shrine. This is a shrine located in Kochi, which is Sakamoto Ryoma’s birthplace (Mutsunokami’s owner). Ryoma is seen has the hero of Kochi and is admired and respected by its people, which led to the construction of a bronze statue of Ryoma in 1928. It currently resides near the shrine.
Also the maple tree’s leaves can mean “precious memories” in flower language! The leaves can turn red from October to December, and Ryoma died in December.

This is the battle of Aizu. A remnant of The Shinsengumi fought in this battle in favor of the Tokugawa government. Kane-san’s and Horikawa’s owner, Hijikata Toshizou, participated in this battle. Although in the end the faction he was part of lost.

This is from the battle of Hakodate, which takes place after the battle of Aizu. Here Hijikata joins the battle too and fought long and hard, but was killed in the end. Also Hijikata was killed by a gunshot wound, maybe the hole in the Shinsengumi flag was made by a bullet?

This is the Honnouji incident. This is where Yagen’s owner, Oda Nobunaga, died by committing suicide after being surrounded by the opponent’s troops. The fire consumed the Honnouji and Yagen vanished during it, supposedly lost to the fire. (he’s prolly watching over Oda as the fire consumes him too ;_;)

This is the Ootaki castle. Tonbokiri’s owner, Honda Tadakatsu, founded and partially ruled this castle. He died during fall, and you can see it’s fall during this scene. Also these leaves are from a Ginkgo tree, in flower language they can mean “repose of souls”.

This is the Shimotsuki incident, which took place in December. One of Tsurumaru’s owners was a young boy called Sadayasu from the Adachi clan. During the incident, the Adachi clan ended up being exterminated thanks to the Hojo clan, and Sadayasu was killed. Tsurumaru was buried together with Sadayasu, but then came in Hojo Sadatoki who wanted to own Tsurumaru, so he exhumed Sadayasu’s grave and took him away. (there’s some discrepancy between the real life events and game events about this just fyi)

This is from Sakamoto Ryoma’s assassination. When Ryoma was attacked he reached for his sword, Mutsunokami, and used it to block the opponent’s attack. In the process of doing this, the sword’s scabbard broke and the opponent’s blade reached him. In the end he lost the fight and died. 

So basically this OP is pretty sad. 

SNK Character Song Series 06: Levi (Image song & monologue translations)

Heeeyyy, Tumblr! Long time, no see :’) Did y'all enjoy SNK Season 2?

Levi and Erwin’s image song CDs were just released and I enjoyed listening to them a lot! ♡ So, I decided to pop back in for a bit and take on a new translation endeavor, something I haven’t really done in a while.

First up, this post is Levi’s image song and monologue! For the song, I included the original Japanese as well as romaji for karaoke purposes, if you’re so inclined ;) I also made a transcript of the monologue in the original Japanese, which you can read here (feel free to use it to translate into other languages.)

This should be obvious but keep in mind these are spoilers for the song & monologue, in case you wanted to experience them for yourself first. I definitely encourage supporting the official release & ordering the CDs if you haven’t already ♡

I’m also nearly finished with my translation of Erwin’s song and monologue as well, I’ll update this post with a link once it’s done ♡ ETA: Here is the translation of Erwin’s song and monologue!

SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN CHARACTER SONG SERIES 06: Levi

“Dark Side Of The Moon” (Vocals by Hiroshi Kamiya)

Side note: the melody for Levi’s song is based on the previously released SNK single, Reluctant Heroes.

Japanese Version

こんな世界を今
逆さにして振ってみても
確かなことひとつ
出てきやしねぇ¹だろう?

壁の外は地獄
中は欺瞞溢れてる
それも併せ呑んで
任務を果たすだけ

感情流され死神喰われるか
足りない頭を回してみるか

※光当たらぬ月の裏
突き進むためには
もっと速く時には
躊躇なき非情さを
間違いじゃないやりたきゃやれ
ここに答えなんてない
ただ後悔残さぬ
自らの決断を

ここで生き抜くなら
言葉でする教育より
痛みの記憶説く
教訓が必要だろう?

犠牲も危険も避けては
成果など
得られぬものだと
腹を括れよ

隠されている月の裏
いつか暴くために
乱されるな喚くな
状況を見極めろ
結果がなきゃ正解もない
だから最後だけは
ただ後悔残さぬ
自らの生き方を

背後で散った勇敢な兵士たちが
遺した想い力を与える
必ずいつの日にか目障りな
壁も壊し
自由になる為この命捧ぐ

※ Repeat

Romaji Version

Konna sekai wo ima
Sakasa ni shite futte mitemo
Tashika na koto hitotsu
Detekiyashinē¹ darō?

Kabe no soto wa jigoku
Naka wa giman afureteru
Sore mo awase nonde
Ninmu wo hatasu dake

Kanjō nagasare shinigami kuwareru ka
Tarinai atama wo mawashite miru ka

※Hikari ataranu tsuki no ura
Tsukisusumu tame ni wa
Motto hayaku toki ni wa
Chūcho naki hijōsa wo
Machigai ja nai yaritakya yare
Koko ni kotae nante nai
Tada kōkai nokosanu
Mizukara no ketsudan wo

Koko de ikinuku nara
Kotoba de suru kyōiku yori
Itami no kioku toku
Kyōkun ga hitsuyō darō?

Gisei mo kiken mo sakete wa
Seika nado
Erarenu mono da to
Hara wo kukure yo

Kakusarete iru tsuki no ura
Itsuka abaku tame ni
Midasareru na wameku na
Jōkyō wo mikiwamero
Kekka ga nakya seikai mo nai
Dakara saigo dake wa
Tada kōkai nokosanu
Mizukara no ikikata wo

Haigo de chitta yūkan na heishi tachi ga
Nokoshita omoi chikara wo ataeru
Kanarazu itsu no hi ni ka mezawari na
Kabe mo kowashi
Jiyū ni naru tame kono inochi sasagu

※ Repeat

English Translation

This kind of world now
Even if we try shaking it upside down
There isn’t one thing that comes out
Which is certain, is there?

Outside the walls, it is hell
Inside, it is brimming with deceit
What’s more, we have to swallow it down
We can only fulfill our duty

Will we lose control of emotion and be consumed by a god of death?
Or will we try to use our dim-witted heads?

The dark side of the moon, untouched by light
For the sake of pushing forward
We have to be faster and at times
Be heartless without hesitation
It’s not a mistake if it’s what you want to do, so do it
There are no right answers here
Just being without regrets
Is my own decision

If were to I survive here
Rather than education with words
Isn’t persuasion by memories of pain
An essential lesson?

To avert sacrifice as well as danger
Things like results
Cannot be obtained
Steel yourself for it

The dark side of the moon is concealed
For the sake of someday being revealed
Do not get agitated, do not scream
Be certain of the circumstances
Without results, there are no right answers
Therefore only in the end
Just being without regrets
Is my way of living

Brave soldiers who died noble deaths² before us
The hopes they left behind give us power
Without fail, one of these days
We will demolish the obstructive walls as well
For the sake of freedom, we devote this life

Translation notes:

¹ It appears that Levi’s gruff style of speaking is present even in the lyrics of his song. The standard form of the verb here would be detekiyashinai (出てきやしない).
² The verb in the original Japanese, chiru/散る (or in this case, the past tense form chitta/散った) in the literal sense means “to fall” (in the context of leaves or blossoms from a tree). However, it also has the figurative meaning of “to die a noble death”. Even though we also say “fallen soldiers” in English, I worried that translating the lyric as, “fallen before us” or “fallen behind us” could both be misinterpreted, I decided to go with the more figurative meaning;;

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Levi Monologue English Translation

Seriously now, I’ve had enough of this. This world is perpetual shit, and humanity is still toothless prey.

Those ugly titans are always going to take a bite out of us, and so we die a meaningless death.

Humanity is powerless.

When we won against the titans for the first time, the time when we sealed the wall in Trost district with a boulder, we could do it because of Eren’s power– a titan’s power.

The weak ones die quickly. How much power they use up doesn’t matter.

Eventually all of humanity, every single person will end up in the stinking maw of a titan, and while we experience the worst feeling there is, perhaps our miserable lives will end.

I realized it a few years ago. The stench of the gutters fills the inside of these walls. It’s been like this for over 100 years. It’s the way things are now.

Because I’ve had to breathe in this foul air ever since I was born, because I had no choice but to live crawling around in piles of trash, I thought that it was normal.

But when I went outside the walls for the first time, I realized how much I didn’t know about anything. It hit home for me, how much I had hated it.

The world outside the walls was like hell with titans wandering around, but the air I breathed there was completely different from the one inside the walls.

I realized, out there is what freedom is.

Freedom is something that absolutely cannot be obtained within the walls.

So I made a choice. I will continue to kill all of the titans.

If you want to confront the titans, information is never enough. So in order to survive, I learned how to live.

Quick action and callous decisions by assuming the worst is a necessary endeavor.

A moment’s hesitation, surrendering yourself to emotions, and you will be nothing but Titan bait.

If you don’t want to die, you have to always continue to keep this in mind.

And small choices will accumulate.

That is the way of living I have learned.

Risking no danger, making no sacrifices– there is no such easy discussion.

Even if there was, it’s all make-believe.

So far, I have lost numerous subordinates.

Whether my choice was correct at those times, I do not know. It’s always been like that.

Even if I believe in my own power, even if I believe in my comrades whom I fully trust, none of us will know the outcome.

Afterward, all that’s left is reality.

In that case, What can I do except make a desperate effort?

What can I do except doggedly press on?

If I have time to think about the bygone past, like if I were to have made a different choice back then, I will kill as many titans as possible within my power.

In that time, in that moment, a sudden, ridiculously strong power boils up from inside my body, and then I know what to do.

When that moment comes, I can no longer go back to my old self.

With these blood-stained hands, I accept my new self, I steel myself, and I only do what I must.

Was I correct? Or did I make a mistake? That’s the sort of thing no one knows, so it’s not worth worrying about.

All you can do is keep your mouth shut and make a choice without regrets.

Not understanding things about this world is true for everyone.

So I choose the guy whom I want to put my faith in.

Erwin is like that, too. No one knows what he is really thinking deep down.

But I trust his judgement.

He may be inviting the worst outcome, but he’s not afraid of that, he is able to choose something. That’s the kind of guy he is.

That’s why I chose to follow him. And I chose to fight.

In order to fight against this shit world, with this hand I’ll grab hold of the freedom of going beyond the walls for the first time.

I have chosen for myself.

Even if I am led into hell, I have no regrets.

Not one bit.

me, 55 years into the future, the walking dead is but a distant memory now, even dedicated fans have stowed away their merchandise in old boxes in storage units. i am seated on my screened-in porch, sipping lemon tea as i enjoy the cool breeze. i see leaves fall from a tree in the distance, rustling about in the cool fall weather and suddenly, i am reminded: i miss glenn

what makes the signs happy
  • Aries: making other people laugh, burritos, feeling the sun's warmth on their skin, photos of dogs, taking pictures, gaming, long drives
  • Taurus: good food, hanging out with friends, food, sports, lunch, going outside, dinner, stepping into a hot shower after a hard workout, eating
  • Gemini: taking walks in the fall and watching the multicolored leaves float away from the trees, chocolate flavored everything, being introduced to new music, doodling, napping, holding someone they love, exchanging secrets
  • Cancer: a Lot of Money, soft hair, shopping, self-deprecating memes, their mom, going on vacations, taking really good pictures of their pet
  • Leo: memes, dogs, sugar daddies, making successful tumblr posts, mint flavored gum, joining cults, buying athletic clothes and not using them for athletic purposes
  • Virgo: the word of god, the beatles, fucking her right in the pussy, jesus the christ, costco muffins, literally dying, watching the sun set
  • Libra: taking snapchat selfies, exercising, getting a fresh haircut, gaining followers on tumblr, parties, Leaving This Dark Earth™, and a good, hearty pun
  • Scorpio: when they're sitting next to their fireplace with a warm blanket around them and they can hear the strong winds whirling outside but they can't see it because the downfall of snow is so thick that when they try to look outside all they can see is white and their cat snuggles up to them and everything seems so nice and warm in the moment that you actually think life is enjoyable especially after strangling your physics teacher when he didn't give you an a in the class even though you completed every assignment and aced every test he still gave you a B because you didn't give him his weekly allotment of cocaine like you were supposed to and you didn't mean to kill him but he started threatening you for his drugs and he wouldn't raise your grade to an A for ten grams of coke which wasn't your fault and you did nothing wrong no matter what the cops say.
  • Sagittarius: nothing, dying, suffering, waiting for the end of the world, getting anons, ice water, listening to music
  • Capricorn: watching netflix, cuddling, being in love, sleeping in, going on hikes, tattoos, cute vines of puppies
  • Aquarius: ice cream cake, watching disney movies, discussing and analyzing old spongebob episodes in depth, pranking other people, feeling their legs after they shave, fruit smoothies, getting into a good book
  • Pisces: not being sad
You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.
—  Ernest Hemingway
We are created to transition with the seasons
You cannot cling to summer as leaves fall from the tree
You can only hold a leaf for so long before it becomes dry and brittle
Broken and delicate, similar to the process of rebirth
One must experience pain before meeting with happiness
One must tremble and fall
To regain composure
One must know bitter to recognize sweet
The tree will loose it’s leaves but it will remain grounded
In My White Tee

Pairing: Y/N/College!Ex-Boyfriend!Luke

Rating: PG-All

Request: No

Words: 2.000+

Summary: Luke and Y/N have broken up which means it’s been days since Luke has moved out from their shared dorm. College is not always fun and especially not with your ex-boyfriend showing up at your door but one last nap can cure everything.

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to @elicedraws, inspired by your AMAZING Day/Night AU. Art by my fabulous partner-in-crime @soluscheese

Dean was not the biggest fan of autumn. It was better than winter, of course, but autumn was when he started to get sleepier. He’d have to leave the sky earlier and earlier with each passing night and tended to sleep a little bit longer every morning, which meant Castiel was left with more time in the sky.

Ages ago, this would have bothered Dean. (Back when he saw Castiel as a threat to his popularity and not a very cute God of Night) Now, he just felt a little bad for giving Castiel more to do. After all, night was boring. During the daylight, Dean was able to watch as people woke up and went about their days. He saw humans laughing and fighting and singing and crying; the whole spectacle was glorious and odd and wonderful. Castiel swore night was full of equal beauty, but as far as Dean could tell, most humans just slept during the night.

A cold breeze swept through the sky and Dean shivered as he shone down on the world. He stifled a yawn as he watched the first of the red and orange leaves fall from their trees and float through the sky. Going to bed was unfortunate, but at least he had sunset to look forwards to. Sunsets meant Castiel.

It never took long before he missed Castiel.

When the edges of the sky began to grow a dusky purple, Dean knew Castiel was near. He took off at a run, heart singing, unwilling to be parted from Castiel even a moment longer. Dean opened his arms wide, ready to scoop Castiel up into a tight hug…when the sight of Castiel sent him screeching to a halt.

Castiel was…well, Castiel was orange.

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The Losers Club Ship Aesthetics

Kaspbrough: Cinnamon candles, The crackle of a fire, Bundling up with a soft & cozy blanket during August, The warmth of your s/o next to you, The crackle and crunch of leaves that fall from the trees

Stenbrough: The soft rush of a stream, The wind lightly blowing through the trees, The sun’s rays in the morning, The chatter of birds on a calm day, Holding hands, The gentle tap of rain on a window, simply enjoying the presence of an s/o

Stozier: The flutter of wings, The exhilaration of chasing after a friend, Singing and laughing with one another, The feeling of wind on your face, The soft inhale and exhale of someone in a deep sleep

Reddie: The childish excitement of winning a game, The smell of carnival food, The exhilaration of riding a rollercoaster, Playful giggles, Jokingly insulting someone, Ice-cream melting onto your hands

Steddie: Leaning against one another, birds chattering in the forest, The warmth of a blanket, Combing your fingers through your s/o’s hair, bundling up together on a rainy day, The smell of rain

Stike: Freshly cut grass, The smell of the country, The sounds of the woods, Walking through the woods while holding your s/o’s hand, Horseback riding, The sound of hay underneath your feet, The sounds of animals in their pastures, The smell of a summer morning

Billverly: Reading a book in the morning, The anxiety before a play, Children’s laughter, Looking deep into someone’s eyes, Soft blankets, Play-fighting, The deep trust you feel for someone

Benverly: The feeling of your face going red, Writing letters to a crush, Receiving a carnation on Valentines Day, Reading poetry, Feeling giddy every time you think about someone, The excitement, yet nervousness, of a first date

(Feel free to message me if I forgot any!)

Neighbor

Summary: Raking the leaves with your new, next-door neighbor.

Prompt: “I wanted to really embrace the fall spirit so i raked my leaves into a big pile and have been jumping around in it for ages and your moving truck just pulled up beside my house, so hi i’m your new not-weird neighbour.” AU

Word Count: 809.

A/N: Would any of you believe me if I said that I wrote all of this in about 30 minutes? Well I did, and its probably pretty crappy but you know me, I’m a slut for fall. 

Originally posted by heartsnmagic

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Let Me Protect You

Archie Andrews x reader

Prompt: reader catches Ms. Grundy and Archie together and tries to confront him

Warnings: mentions of rape (just once), Boo Boo the Fool (Ms.Grundy)

Author’s Note: I didn’t have time to spell check, so I apologize if there are any mistakes!


The wind blew hard as I walked through the secluded road. Leaves started to gracefully fall from the trees as autumn had begun. The tree lined road was bursting with green and orange. The scenery was truly breathtaking. I looked around and admired the area. One of the calmest places in the small town of Riverdale. A few dandelions were sprouting from the grass as squirrels scurried around. The clouds started to move fast as the sky turned into a slight orange. I started to pick up my pace as I noticed that I was supposed to be home soon.

I was coming back from the library. School was starting soon, and me, being the overachiever that I am, tried to get a head start. I hummed as I continued to walk through the tree-lined path. In an instant, the air around me had become oddly quiet. The atmosphere had become eerie as leaves started to harshly ruffle through the air.  I looked back up at the sky that had now turned perceptibly grey. I pulled up the hoodie on my jacket as I felt rain start to fall. Soon enough I would let out a groan as the rain started to pelt against me. The sky was dark now.

I continued my walk home and detected a car up ahead near Sweetwater River, the headlights quickly became one of the only sources of light in the twilight sky. I continued to walk in silence as my feet crunched the fallen leaves beneath me. The road was unsettling now, something from a horror movie, the lone car was still up ahead. I spotted movement in the car as I continued to walk down the pathway. Just as I got lost in thought, a loud horn pulled me out of my trance. I squealed as I dropped my binder on the ground, it nearly missed a puddle. The settled rain had splashed up on my jeans, soaking them. My eyes were wide and my heart was beating rapidly. The sound blared drastically. I turned towards the source of the earsplitting sound and verified it was the car I had spotted earlier. The fogged windows started to clear up as I tried to recognize my perpetrator. I looked through the car window and dropped my binder again.

“Archie?” I questioned in shock as Archie sat blankly -and shirtless- in the car. I saw movement behind him as another face became visible through the car window.

“Ms. Grundy?” my voice cracked. Coincidentally after I spoke Ms.Grundy’s name, lightning struck nearby. If anyone else had been watching, they would have thought of this moment as something from a soap opera.

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period cramps

like every woman gets at that moment where their period cramps are so overwhelming and you just cry and move around on ur bed like a snail

the thought that these cramps we get every month are a blessing is kinda beauts

Abu Hurairah also reports that Allah’s Messenger, peace be upon him, said: “For every misfortune, illness, anxiety, grief, or hurt that afflicts a Muslim -even the hurt caused by the pricking of a thorn - Allah removes some of his sins.” Ibn Mas'ud said: “I visited the Messenger of Allah, peace be upon him, while he had a fever. I exclaimed: ‘O Messenger of Allah! You have a high fever! ’ He said: 'My fever is as much as two among you [might have]. ’ I asked: 'Is it because you have a double reward?’ He replied: 'Yes, that is right. No Muslim is afflicted with any hurt, even if it is no more than the pricking of a thorn, but Allah wipes off his sins because of it and his sins fall away from him as leaves fall from a tree’." 

so yeah, may that awfull pain be the reason why your sins fall away ladys

equinox

release me from the things that no longer serve me

let them die like the leaves falling from the trees

remember that the light will always return

a note to anyone who gives a damn:

sometimes there is no poetic way to say you’re falling apart; other times you can compare the pieces of your heart to the swift way leaves fall from the trees in autumn—however today is not the later. today i cannot put the words together to explain the emptiness that has resided in my chest these past few weeks. i cannot come up with a poetic way to say i don’t feel anything for the boy I’ve been seeing. i don’t know how to mention i cried when i got home because he took me to our spot—and bought me a cherry-less chocolate shake-my go to order these days. i guess what im getting at is there’s nothing poetic about perpetual sadness, there is nothing romantic about the way my heart still bleeds 6 months later. there is nothing quirky in the way i skip meals. my point is there’s nothing poetic about being a shell of the girl you loved

—  it would’ve been 16 days //07.08.17 (a.j.)

anonymous asked:

autumn morning with Tom?

  • okay but imagine waking up to the sound of rain on your window and Tom snoring softly as he’s snuggled up into your side
  • you’d slip out of bed and you’d pull on one of Toms massive tshirts and slip on some slippers as you made your way down stairs
  • you’d start making yourself a cup of coffee and you’d be looking out your kitchen window staring at the leaves falling from the trees and you’d feel so at ease
  • you wouldn’t even notice Tom coming down the stairs till his bare chest was on your back and his arms were snaked around your waist 
  • he’d have such a raspy morning voice
  • ‘‘you should wear my shirts more often y/n’‘
  • he’d still be half asleep and he’d cuddle into your neck and kiss your jaw as you giggled 
  • you’d both just enjoy the moment,holding each other,listening to the gentle patter of the rain and looking out the window at the leaves 
  • Tom would probably get cold and he’d sluggishly walk up the stairs rubbing sleep out of his eyes to get a shirt
  • he’d come down in a big grey sweater with Tess at his heels and honestly he’d look so cozy and adorable with his hair sticking up all over the place 
  • you would have made him a coffee so you’d both go sit on the couch with Tessa sprawled out on top of you 
  • you’d sip your coffee in silence,both slowly waking up
  • he’d probably reach over and hold your hand and just rub little circles on your knuckles while he scrolled through his phone 
  • honestly I just want cozy sleepy Tom on an autumn morning 

Inktober - Day 7: Shy

Pairing: Kirishima Eijirou/Bakugou Katsuki
Rating: T (for language)
Other tags: Copious amounts of blushing, Bakugou Katsuki Sweats A Lot, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings

If you want a little bit more context, you can find Part 1 here! Or you can read both parts over on AO3!

Art by Kumi. Words by Red.
Please, do not repost anywhere.


Katsuki could feel the blush rising on his cheeks. He felt too warm under his own skin.

He was dressed for the cold outside and, thinking they would just stay at the café for a little while, he hadn’t bothered to take off his winter jacket after they sat down with their drinks, which Kirishima had insisted on paying for without giving much explanation. But that didn’t matter right now.

Truth was, when Kirishima had all but dragged him out of his room - on a Sunday morning no less - because he was craving some hot cocoa, this was certainly not how he had envisioned the outing to go. At all.

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Zach x Reader: Flowers and Lovers (One Shot)

(A/N: Another one shot to make up for my lack of content. So sorry for that by the way, I will officially be coming back the moment Riverdale or Thirteen Reasons Why starts because I need more inspiration and ideas to create more stories that all of us can enjoy! Thank you x

Plot: The one where the flowers knew better than anyone else on the world of how much you love each other.


Tulips


Zach failed the first time.


“Okay fine, I’ll give you a chance Zach.”


You said that with your eyebrows furrowed and voice laced with exasperation, a careful hand on your hips. Any guy would’ve felt bad or guilty or ashamed but Zach was waaaay past that. He had been chasing after you since you were both freshmen, marked you the moment his eyes landed on yours. From the amount of time he spent pursuing you he actually got to know you better, better than you would’ve liked. 


He knew you and in that moment he saw the glint in your eyes that meant you were not annoyed and this wasn’t just a petty chance, this was a challenge.


He was right.


“Bring me a dozen of my favorite flowers and we’ll go on that date.”


He had miscalculated; he saw you brushing the petals of some red tulips on the garden of the campus and immediately jumped to conclusions.  


“Justin! You gotta walk home, pal.” Zach said, walking past Justin who, by his second nature, immediately followed Zach. “I got something I need to go.”

“Wha—Hey! Where?”

“A flower shop!” Zach screamed, already jogging up to the ‘secret exit’ that they use when they need (want) to cut classes.  Which was literally just a shitty wire fence that they made a hole in big enough for them to pass through.
Justin’s face broke into a smile just as he broke into a run to catch up with Zach.


“You figured it out?!” Zach only smiled in his best friend’s direction and Justin shook his head on disbelief. “Then there’s no way in hell I’m staying here, man. You wouldn’t know the difference between a lily and a rose to save your life”


Zach could only laugh, too hyped to shot back another witty remark, as he and his best friend ran towards the parking lot and drove off to the nearest store to find the perfect red tulips that would be worthy of someone like you.


“Sorry, Zach.” Your face was full of humor and despite his disappointment Zach’s eyes couldn’t help but look down at your lips that you bit to hide your smile. “You can try again.”


“Wha—“he went back down to Earth when you started walking away. “You’re not kidding?”

“Nope.” You popped the ‘p’ before giving him a smirk. But as you glanced at him you can see the disappointment in his eyes and started to feel bad.

It wasn’t that you didn’t  like Zach because you do, God knows you do, well, Jessica does. Aside from his ‘built-like-a-demigod’ physique and smile that makes you want to rip off his face with a kiss, he was sweet, charming, smart (if he wants to be), funny, and just so different, (not too shabby in the face department too).

He was different and that’s why he makes you wary. You were not used to different. You were used to boy being assholes and you were used to the fear you feel every time any of them shows interest because that means another game to play and you were so sick of it already.


You know Zach was different, but you didn’t know how different.


And it scares the living lights out of you.


You stopped walking away, returning back to Zach’s direction. He seemed confused but you just broke off a tulip and about an inch of its stem before placing it behind his ears.  “The tulips are beautiful.” You looked at his eyes as he gave you a smile. “Thank you.” You leaned up to your tiptoes and gave his cheeks a peck, catching him off guard and making his face turn as red as the flower in his ear.


“But do try again.”


Daisies


It was daisies.

Zach, finally concluded one beautiful Sunday morning after failing three more times with white roses, sunflowers, and dandelions.  Zach was preparing for your parents arrival since your family and his were close friends and his father just returned from New York which, in their book, was enough for a small gathering. Your family has always been close since his mom met your mom in uni long before they settled and got married and by default you had to be friends too.


“(Y/N)!” 


Zach’s head nearly snapped to the front door when his sister disregarded their chess match to come running in your direction.


“Hey there, princess.” You laughed as you scooped up Zach’s sister in your arms for a giant hug. “Your brother still bullying you?” You smirked in his direction, making him roll his eyes.


“He is the worst chess teacher ever.” His sister mumbled making you laugh, which naturally made Zach’s heart beat twice as fast.


“Hey! Not going easy on rookies is a sign of being a good teacher.” He tried to defend himself. You situated yourself on the other side of the small coffee table as his sister sat beside him.


“Well then, teach.” You chuckled, placing the pieces back to their original place, “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?”


There was a long tense silence before he smirked. “Well, to be honest you’re kinda small—“

“You are such a – “

“(Y/N),” your mom called for you from the kitchen, Zach immediately stood up and gave your mom a kiss on the cheeks making her fall in love with Zach even more than she already is, silently giving you the look that says ‘you-better-snatch-this-boy-or-you’re-grounded-for-life’. You rolled your eyes. Typical Zach, making everyone love him and shit. “Sweetie, can you pick up some wine from our house? Your father has foolishly forgotten to bring it with us.”


You sighed, pulling yourself back up. “Sure, mom.” It was not that long of a walk.


“I can drive.” Zach offered, making you stop in your tracks. “It’ll be faster. And safer.”


There was dead silence as everyone tried to process what Zach just offered. Your house was literally a 10 minute walk from Zach’s and it was eight in the morning. Your mom gave you the same look, almost squealing in her place, Zach’s sister was just staring at Zach and smiling mischievously (obviously enjoying this all too much), and Zach looked like he was almost ready to get hit by a lightning or eaten whole by the ground just to get himself out of this awkward situation.


“Oh Dempsey, you and your cars,” you tried to lighten the mood as you grabbed his arm. “Let’s just walk, I could use the exercise and you can protect me from – whatever it is that could harm me like the sun or something.”


“Y-Yeah, the sun,” he laughed nervously, but his arm never faltered from your hold. His eyes were silently thanking you for saving the day. 


“Have fun, darling!”
Your mom screamed at you as Zach opened the door. You spared her a glance just to roll her eyes and send her a wink. 


You wrapped your arms with Zach’s as he tightened his hold on yours. It was a beautiful time to have a walk with spring at its peak and the weather cooperating with the mood with its clouds and winds. You watched Zach as he leisurely looked around your neighborhood, so calm and relaxed, so different from the guarded superstar at school. He suddenly stopped and slowly removed your hands from his arms before he sprinted and then suddenly jumped, grabbing something from a nearby tree, making some of its leaves fall all around you. You closed your eyes, afraid of any residue getting in it. When you opened it Zach was already handing you some random flower with a sheepish smile on his face.


“Nice try, Dempsey.” You giggled as he jokingly snapped his hands and muttered a ‘dammit’.


The rest of the walk consisted of Zach trying to steal as many random flowers from the gardens of your neighbors making you laugh. Watching a giant like him try to be sneaky was something you could watch forever.


“Nope.”
“Nice try, Zachy.”
“What the fuck is that?”


Zach groaned when you finally reached your house, you had an armful of flowers on your right arm and you even decorated your right ear and both of Zach’s ears with colorful small flowers. Oh, if Justin saw this he’d have a field day.


Zach took another flower from your hand and started plucking the petals one by one as the pout on his face got deeper.


“You’ll get it right soon, Zachy. I promis—oh watch your step!”


Zach tumbled as he tried to stop his current movements in your request. When he looked back he saw tiny dandelions poking out from the ground of your front yard.  He was about to pick it up before you smacked his hands and gave him a glare.


“You wait here and stay put. I’ll get the wine.”


You knew you’re mistake. You couldn’t help it. You’ve been watering those dandelions since last week, it was a thing you’ve had ever since you were a kid. You loved those little flowers that were mere weeds for other people but for you something about its subtle and unappreciated beauty that just attracts you to them. You appreciated the simple things in life, even if they were just flowers.
You quickly ran to your kitchen where you saw three unopened wine bottles sitting on the counter. You quickly called for Zach but received silence as a response. You sighed, trying to cradle each bottle on your arm and went out, just to catch Zach’s running figure towards you.


“Where have you been?”
He was panting and smiling like crazy. “I was out,” He took a deep breath. “And you need to go with me.”


He took two of the three wine bottles in your arms and took your free hand with his before dragging you, in full sprint, towards a series of small paths until you realized you were going up some sort of hill.


“Zach! Wait!” He merely looked back at you, flashed you a smile and tightened his grip.


When you were at the top, you could swear you were almost dying from losing too much breath and overusing your lungs.


“You are …. fucking craz – holy shit.”

“You’re welcome.”


You couldn’t believe your eyes. There were daisies. Hundreds – no, maybe thousands, just scattered all over the hill overlooking the park. They looked like tiny white fairies from your view with the sun making each petal brighter in your eyes. The sweet breeze made everything more serene and when you recovered from the shock you looked back at Zach who was grinning at you.


“I know you only asked for a dozen but …”
You scoffed, sniffing. You didn’t even notice until a tear slipped from your eyes which you quickly wiped away. 


“I used to take my sister here, when I was young. We’d play all day and she’d place daisies all over my hair.”
He looked out into the view and breathed deeply. “Life was so easy then.”


You stared at him before placing your palm on his shoulder, and with a little force, you had him on eyes length as you leaned in for the kiss. He was quick, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in closer. All the failures and crazy shit he did just made this moment sweeter.


Zach could’ve lived in that moment forever.


You were a giggling mess when the two of you broke apart, Zach kissing every inch of your face that he could.


“You know,” he kissed your neck, beaming at the squeal that you emitted. “,we should probably start talking about that date.”
“Hmmm,”
you pretended to think just to antagonize him a bit. “Wine? Check. View? Check.”
Zach grinned starting to get on your program. “And a pretty hot boy in my arms too.”
“Well, well, well,” he let go of you just to remove his hoodie and place it on the ground. “Looks like I got my date already.”


Roses


Your eyes widened in surprise when you saw the state of the king-sized bed in the middle of the room of the small cabin Zach has rented out for the week. The white bed was littered with the petals of some poor red roses and a wine bottle with different assortment of fruits with a chocolate dip at the middle.


It was in the middle of summer and knowing how much you hated the heat Zach quickly found a solution to your problem and another reason as to why he should be named the best boyfriend ever.


You smirked, looking back at where he was smiling sheepishly with his hands on his pockets.


“Well aren’t you romantic,” you wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a couple of kisses all over his face as a sign of your gratitude and flattery. The way his hands gravitated towards your waist, pulling you closer, made your smile even wider.


“Or maybe I really just want to get laid.”


You burst out laughing at his remarks, slapping his chest to push him away.
Leave it to Zach to ruin a moment.


“You are insatiable.” 

“Oh come on!” he whined as you walked away from him. Trying your best to act mad. “Baby, I was joking.”


The moment he realized you were intent on keeping up your facade he gave a playful growl and made a dash towards your direction making you squeal filling the, otherwise, silent cabin of giggles and laughter.


Jasmins


The jasmins were the first thing you saw as you went out of your apartment complex but it was the boy holding it that made your eyes water in happy tears.
It had been three months since you saw your boyfriend of eight years considering his job consisted of a lot of traveling and unnecessarily long meetings.

Even after moving in with him last year you still couldn’t get enough of him and his month long absences were always frowned and dreaded upon no matter how much he reassures you and calls you to somehow make up for  it.


You jumped on his arms, making you appreciate his sheer strength as he caught you with one hand while securing the flowers on the other knowing you will get upset if you accidentally mush it because of your excitement.


He also sneakily angled his right hip away wanting the diamond ring to remain as a surprise just until after the surprise dinner he prepared.


“Please don’t leave me ever again,” you whispered in his ears, the small uncontrollable sniffles making his heart soar and break simultaneously.


He laughed silently.


Your wish has always been his command.