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rainbowfic2019-05-31 08:47 pm
bookblather) wrote in rainbowfic2019-05-31 08:47 pm
Lapis Lazuli 16: Bouquet
Author: Kat
Title: Bouquet
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Lapis lazuli 16 (beguile)
Supplies and Materials: Miniature collection, frame (the last three), modeling clay (speak), graffiti (single bloom and bouquet, actually), novelty beads (raspberry blossom).
Word Count: 400
Rating: G
Summary: Summer and flowers.
Warnings: none.
Notes:
Daisies
Papa liked flowers, so he bought them for every little occasion. Violets for Mama, just because, and camellias for Aaron, for his birthday, and carnations for Ivy, for her graduation. He sat Summer on his lap and showed her snapdragons, how they opened and shut with their little mouths. She was enchanted.
Then she grew up and Papa started bringing flowers for her too. Cornflowers when she got her first summer job and hollyhocks when she got into college and honeysuckle when she moved down to DC.
Her favorites were the daisies that she got every year on her birthday.
Orchids
A boyfriend in medical school got Summer an orchid, and though they broke up not long afterward she ended up keeping it on her study desk in her apartment. It was quite pretty, pink flowers clouded above a graceful, dark green stem. It needed lots of water and sometimes that made her living room almost unbearably humid, but the petals were soft and velvety, and she liked looking up from her textbooks to see something so lovely bobbing in the window.
The orchid lived for nine years, long after she'd forgotten that boyfriend's name. Funny how things worked out sometimes.
Roses
Someone had heard 'romantic getaway' and interpreted it as 'roses everywhere.' Summer supposed that was all right, only they really were everywhere, crowding the dresser, petals sprinkled over the bed. She decided she was tired enough to ignore them and flopped down over the covers.
When she woke up, her boys were back, one on each side of her, just how she liked it best, and they were...
They were putting petals on her. Her shirt had rucked up and they were laying the petals on her stomach. It felt like a heart.
Summer smiled, and drifted back to sleep.
Bouquet
When Summer got married, she chose her bouquet carefully.
No roses; she didn't like thorns and they didn't smell of anything. Daisies, because Papa gave them to her when she was little. Baby's breath made her sneeze, so she put in sweet pea instead, and pale pink peonies with their layers and ruffles of petals. It looked a little odd, since she'd put it together herself, but the stems were smooth in her hands and she loved the flowers, and really everything about her marriage was going to be odd.
What did it matter, as long as she was happy?
Title: Bouquet
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Lapis lazuli 16 (beguile)
Supplies and Materials: Miniature collection, frame (the last three), modeling clay (speak), graffiti (single bloom and bouquet, actually), novelty beads (raspberry blossom).
Word Count: 400
Rating: G
Summary: Summer and flowers.
Warnings: none.
Notes:
Daisies
Papa liked flowers, so he bought them for every little occasion. Violets for Mama, just because, and camellias for Aaron, for his birthday, and carnations for Ivy, for her graduation. He sat Summer on his lap and showed her snapdragons, how they opened and shut with their little mouths. She was enchanted.
Then she grew up and Papa started bringing flowers for her too. Cornflowers when she got her first summer job and hollyhocks when she got into college and honeysuckle when she moved down to DC.
Her favorites were the daisies that she got every year on her birthday.
Orchids
A boyfriend in medical school got Summer an orchid, and though they broke up not long afterward she ended up keeping it on her study desk in her apartment. It was quite pretty, pink flowers clouded above a graceful, dark green stem. It needed lots of water and sometimes that made her living room almost unbearably humid, but the petals were soft and velvety, and she liked looking up from her textbooks to see something so lovely bobbing in the window.
The orchid lived for nine years, long after she'd forgotten that boyfriend's name. Funny how things worked out sometimes.
Roses
Someone had heard 'romantic getaway' and interpreted it as 'roses everywhere.' Summer supposed that was all right, only they really were everywhere, crowding the dresser, petals sprinkled over the bed. She decided she was tired enough to ignore them and flopped down over the covers.
When she woke up, her boys were back, one on each side of her, just how she liked it best, and they were...
They were putting petals on her. Her shirt had rucked up and they were laying the petals on her stomach. It felt like a heart.
Summer smiled, and drifted back to sleep.
Bouquet
When Summer got married, she chose her bouquet carefully.
No roses; she didn't like thorns and they didn't smell of anything. Daisies, because Papa gave them to her when she was little. Baby's breath made her sneeze, so she put in sweet pea instead, and pale pink peonies with their layers and ruffles of petals. It looked a little odd, since she'd put it together herself, but the stems were smooth in her hands and she loved the flowers, and really everything about her marriage was going to be odd.
What did it matter, as long as she was happy?