Juniper Rose Blower

She’d returned to visit Matin before her next deployment to Nazjatar. The boy had been staying with the Sun Priests in order to hone his newly discovered prowess with Light, though his sister visited often. So pure, the interior of their establishment outside of Ramkahen was, that she could not even step inside. It quelled her, to know he was safe from their kin here.

In truth, she’d been avoiding June for some time. Prolonging the inevitable. As soon as she spotted her, however, she knew it was time. 

She released Matin from a hug, and motioned for him to scamper inside, turning to face her old flame. Her people believed in an endless cycle of life, and death…Eternal rebirth. This too, was an endless cycle, the way she loved. One that always ended with her work, with her restlessness.

“June.” She spoke softly, in response. “If I do not go, someone else will in my stead. Someone who does not know the land. Someone who will die.” 

Finally, she turned to look at her. The truth dropped rather brash off her lips. 

“I cannot ever give to you everything you want…Or deserve. You deserve someone with you. You deserve to give your gifts to the world. I can’t possibly chain you here, Juniper. I won’t.” She paused, wetting her lips.

“I’m freeing you of me.”

“Just do your damnedest not to get killed, if you must go back for another deployment,” she requested. “And don’t you worry about me. For once, I’m where I want to be - settled with my skills put to use here in Ramkahen, with someone to look after - your brother, and you.”

She stepped forward to place the tiniest kiss on her cheek, “I’m not going anywhere, Adinah. So put that silliness out of your mind. Besides,” she added, giving Ky a wink and a smile, “How else will Matin learn about every herb in Azeroth and boyond?”

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She glanced away, eyes lidding, jaw clenched. “…This has happened before. While we were off with the group, my fiancée was here, waiting and waiting for the day that I might come home for good. I never did. Now I know that I cannot give my heart to my work and a lover at the same time.”

She sighs, forcibly. “I hurt her unimaginably. I’m trying to save you from that.”

“Ky,” she said in a soft but firm tone, “you need to stop worrying about me.” She framed the woman’s face in her hands, looking at her seriously, “I am not the marrying kind... though it’s flattering that you think I’m only here for you.” She continued to smile, leaning forward to press her forehead against Ky’s.

Despite the Tanari woman’s silence, June persisted in it, welcoming the moment with an open heart.

“I. Am where. I belong.” Jade eyes shifted up to meet emerald ones, “Period, Adinah. Do not mistake my happiness here for a pining bride-to-be waiting on her knight in shining armor --- that’s not you, and that’s not me.” She motioned toward the Temple where Matin had run inside, “That little light in our lives... the ability to help the people here without fear of imminent danger every day... and every moment I am blessed to spend with you... is enough.”

“Adinah... 'ana 'ahabik kathirana...” June’s intonation was far from perfect, but the effort she put into saying the words brought an embarrassed blush across the Gilnean’s tanned cheeks, “... just the way you are, and no other way.”

She’d returned to visit Matin before her next deployment to Nazjatar. The boy had been staying with the Sun Priests in order to hone his newly discovered prowess with Light, though his sister visited often. So pure, the interior of their establishment outside of Ramkahen was, that she could not even step inside. It quelled her, to know he was safe from their kin here.

In truth, she’d been avoiding June for some time. Prolonging the inevitable. As soon as she spotted her, however, she knew it was time. 

She released Matin from a hug, and motioned for him to scamper inside, turning to face her old flame. Her people believed in an endless cycle of life, and death...Eternal rebirth. This too, was an endless cycle, the way she loved. One that always ended with her work, with her restlessness.

“June.” She spoke softly, in response. “If I do not go, someone else will in my stead. Someone who does not know the land. Someone who will die.” 

Finally, she turned to look at her. The truth dropped rather brash off her lips. 

“I cannot ever give to you everything you want...Or deserve. You deserve someone with you. You deserve to give your gifts to the world. I can’t possibly chain you here, Juniper. I won’t.” She paused, wetting her lips.

“I’m freeing you of me.”

“Just do your damnedest not to get killed, if you must go back for another deployment,” she requested. “And don’t you worry about me. For once, I’m where I want to be - settled with my skills put to use here in Ramkahen, with someone to look after - your brother, and you.”

She stepped forward to place the tiniest kiss on her cheek, “I’m not going anywhere, Adinah. So put that silliness out of your mind. Besides,” she added, giving Ky a wink and a smile, “How else will Matin learn about every herb in Azeroth and boyond?”

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Send one for your muse to…

★ - drag my muse by the arm ⁂ - grab my muse by the front of their shirt, possibly shoving them back ✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way ➜ - smack my muse upside the head ⌧ - grip my muse by the back of the neck © - put a hand on my muse’s back to steer them somewhere ✂ - point sternly at a chair and tell my muse to sit down ✉ - push my muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation) ☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up ♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up ♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch ♦ - grab my muse’s hair and yank ♤ - slam a door shut before my muse can leave the room ♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them ♭ - grip my muse’s jaw to make them look yours in the eye ♨ - rub my muse down with a sponge/wet cloth  ☀ - pin my muse with their arms behind their back ☠ - slam my muse into a wall ☾ - wrestle/pin my muse to the ground

“This must be a joke, yes…?”

tagged by: @eydenwyndham <3

tagging: whoever feels like taking,,,a waifu test

June snorted through her failed attempt at stifling her laughter, “Oh come now... I think you have more good qualities than that.”

I could write for hours and tag over 100 people. There are so many interesting and wonderful people out there that share their characters here on tumblr. There are thieves, doctors, maids, shop owners, scoundrels, spies, warriors, book binders, reporters, archers, guards, herbalists, spooky types and more that make Azeroth feel alive.

I wish I could tag all the people that I follow and that follow me. The thing that makes me like them, is the depth and love that goes into making the character more than the words upon the page. They each carve out a piece of the world and make their mark upon it.

So, instead I shall pick a few people and if you’re not following them you should be.

Alisons: Sexuality? 

Amaranth: Pronouns/Gender? 

Amaryllis: Birthday? 

Anemone: Favorite flower? 

Angelonia: Favorite t.v. show? 

Arum-Lily: What’s the farthest you’d go for a stranger? 

Aster: What’s one of your favorite quotes? 

Aubrieta: Favorite drink? 

Baby’s Breath: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? 

Balsam Fir: Have you ever been in love? 

Baneberries: Favorite song? 

Basket of Gold: Describe your family. 

Beebalm: Do you have a best friend? Who is it? 

Begonia: Favorite color? 

Bellflower: Favorite animal? 

Bergenia: Are you a morning or night person? 

Black-Eyed Susan: If you could be any animal for a day, what would it be?

Bloodroots: When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? 

Bluemink: What are your thoughts on children? 

Blazing Stars: What are you afraid of? Is there a reason why? 

Borage: Give a random fact about your childhood. 

Bugleherb: How would you spend your last day on Earth?  

Buttercup: Relationship Status? 

Camelia: If you could visit anywhere, where would you want to go? 

Candytufts: When do you feel most loved? 

Canna: Do you have any tattoos?  

Canterbury Bells: Do you have any piercings?  

California Poppy: Height?  

Cardinal Flower: Do you believe in ghosts? 

Carnation: What are you currently wearing?  

Catnip: Have you ever slept with a nightlight? 

Chives: Who was the last person you hugged?  

Chrysanthemum: Who’s the last person you kissed?

Cock’s Comb: Favorite font? 

Columbine: Are you tired? 

Common Boneset: What are you looking forward to? 

Coneflower: Dream job? 

Crane’s-Bill: Introvert or extrovert? 

Crocus: Have you ever been in love? 

Crown Imperial: What’s the farthest you would go for someone you care about? 

Cyclamen: Did you have a favorite stuffed animal as a child? What was it? 

Daffodil: What’s your zodiac sign? 

Dahlia: Have you done anything worth remembering? 

Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment? 

Daylily: What would you do if your parents didn’t like your partner(s)?  

Dendrobium: Who is the last person that you said “I love you” to?

False Goat’s Beard: What is something you are good at? 

Foxgloves: What’s something you’re bad at? 

Freesia: What are three good things that have happened in the past month? 

Garden Cosmos: How was your day today? 

Gardenia: Are you happy with where you’re at in your life? 

Gladiolus: What is something you hope to do in the next year or two? 

Glory-of-the-Snow: What are ten things that make you happy/you’re grateful to have in your life? 

Heliotropium: What helps you calm down when you feel stressed?  

Hellebore: How do you show affection? 

Hoary Stock: What are you proudest of? 

Hollyhock: Describe your ideal day. 

Hyacinth: What do you like to do in your free time?  

Hydrangea: How long have you known your best friend? How did you meet them?

Irises: Who can you talk to about (almost) everything?

Laceleaf: How many friends do you have?

Lantanas: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received? 

Larkspur: What do you think of yourself? 

Lavender: What’s your favorite thing about yourself? 

Leather Flower: What’s your least favorite thing about yourself?  

Lilac: What’s something you liked to do as a child? 

Lily: Who was your best friend when you were a kid? 

Lily of the Incas: What is something you still feel guilty for? 

Lily of the Nile: What is something you feel guilty for that you shouldn’t feel guilty about?  

Lupine: What does your name mean? Why is that your name? 

Marigold: Where did you grow up? Tell us about it. 

Morning Glory: What was your bedroom like growing up? 

Mugworts: What was it like for you as a teenager? Did you enjoy your teenage years?  

Norwegian Angelica: Tell us about your mom.

Onions: Tell about your dad.  

Orchid: Tell about your grandparents. 

Pansy: What was your most memorable birthday? What made it be so memorable? 

Peony: What was your first job? 

Petunia: If you’re in a relationship, how did you meet your partner(s)? If you’re not in a relationship, how did you meet your crush/how do you hope to meet your future partner(s), if you want any? 

Pincushion: How do you deal with pain? 

Pink: Where is home? 

Plantain Lilies: If you could go back in time, what is one thing you would stop/change? 

Prairie Gentian: Who is someone you look up to? Describe them. 

Primrose: Describe your ideal life. 

Rhodendron: What is something you used to believe in as a child? 

Ricinus: Who’s the most important in your life? 

Rose: What’s your favorite sound? 

Rosemallows: What’s your favorite memory? 

Sage: What’s your least favorite memory? 

Snapdragon: At this moment, what do you want?  

St. John’s Wort: Is it easy or difficult for you to express how you feel about things? 

Sunflower: What is something you don’t want to imagine life without? 

Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night? 

Tickseed: What’s your main reason to get up every morning? 

Touch-Me-Not: How do you feel about your current job? 

Transvaal Daisy: What’s your favorite item of clothing? 

Tropical White Morning Glory: Describe your aesthetic.  

Tulip: What would be the best present to get you? 

Vervain: What’s stressing you out most right now? 

Wisteria: How many books have you read in the past few months? What were they called? 

Wolf’s Bane: Where do you want to be in life this time next year?

Yarrow: Do you know what vore is?

Send me “✤” for a memory that brings them happiness

Send me “✵” for a memory that brings them sadness

Send me “☾” for a memory they can’t remember

Send me “☼” for a memory they can’t forget

Send me “❧” for a memory that brings them anger

 Send me “◥” for a memory of someone they love

Send me “⋫” for a memory of someone they hate

Send me “◑” for a memory of someone they miss

Send me “⊛” for a memory of a place they love

Send me “◘” for a memory of a place they hate

About a week ago…

The date had passed again, on one of the few chilly days that her homeland ever bore, as usual. If not for June recalling her birthday from last year, Kyara honestly wasn’t sure it would have crossed her mind. Not with everything else that had recently transpired.

If asked a few years ago where she’d picture herself once nearing in on her thirties, she reasoned it would entail her and Cherry in a home they’d built, perhaps with a family by now. Though the thought made her lips twitch, as she watched Sif and Matin hunched over the makings of a gift very secretive, she supposed at least one part of that vision had survived.

Her brother had grown an inch or two over the winter, his hair cropped short after the shaggy mop had gotten a bit too unruly and difficult for her to comb. Perched on the counter behind them was what had become his treasured pet, Ham, the scarab which had grown just as much — if not more — and now required a full basilisk steak at least once a day. At least the hunt provided them with some time to train with his blade. 

The rogue’s scarred visage downturned to a medallion held in her palm, emblazoned with the shiny insignia of the Alliance, her fingertips tracing over it’s slick surface. She and June had received matching ones after their service in Arathi, which felt a bit macabre now, considering the fact that the area they had fought for now routinely switched ownership between the factions, regardless of the lives that were being expended there. It had been an easy decision for them to take a break from it all and return home. 

An unintended consequence was that her name had spread. The morning before, Sif had handed her a missive from their old commander, beckoning for her to fully enlist and land in Zandalar. She hadn’t told anyone else yet — and as of right now, she didn’t intend to anytime soon.

She was jarred from the thought as June slid behind her from where she sat on the edge of her bed, directing her attention to Matin proudly delivering a tray of baklava that he and Sif had slaved over, one of the rogue’s favorite desserts. She supposed, she could be allowed to enjoy this day.