[id: a layered papercraft showing mai and ty lee seconds before sharing a kiss. ty lee cradles mai’s jaw in her hand as she leans in, and mai has one arm wrapped around her waist to pull her in close. her other arm rests over ty lee’s shoulder, and in her hand is a small bunch of yellow, orange, and white flowers. behind them is a circle of red torch ginger lilies and pink siam tulips, all outlined in black to resemble stained glass art. over the entire photo are soft streaks of sunshine.]
for@maileeweek2022(belated) day 2: flowers // featuring stained glass artist!mai & flower shop owner!ty lee
“Are those dandelions?” Mai asks, and it’s a wonder that there’s barely a tremor in her voice with how hard her heart is stuttering, how obvious her hands are shaking as she accepts the dandelions and clover flowers thrust at her the minute Ty Lee rushes back into the workshop.
“You caught me by surprise!” shecries back, all sunshine and watery giggling as she uses her now-free hands to wipe at her eyes. “If I had known you were doing this then I would’ve come prepared! I’ve been planning for weeks—I have so many specially curated flowers back at the shop just for it!”
Mai looks down at the flowers in her hands. They’re hastily picked, a far cry from the striking bouquets back at the flower shop with the bruised petals and uneven stems and a clearly hurried attempt at creating even a passable presentation, and yet—
They’rebeautiful.Mai has never pressed flowers into glass before, she’s never had the desire to. But already she knows stained glass won’t be enough, none of the vast array of colors in her workshop could ever come close to recreating the sheer radiance of such a declaration like these few flowers themselves do.
“Well—” finally, the tremor presents itself, overwhelmed exhilaration flowing out to match her racing heartbeat as she asks, “do dandelions and clovers mean anything?”
“They do!” and Ty Lee is beautiful. Full of delighted laughter, her eyes endlessly darting from the stained glass piece resting on the table behind them to Mai and then back again. Her cheeks are a light pink, a stark contrast to the shining reds of the glass and her own top, the most stunning color Mai has likely ever seen in her life.
Ty Lee sways forward then, closing the gap between them as she slips her hands up the length of Mai’s arms, up to cradle her jaw, before tucking her grin into the corner of Mai’s gasping mouth.
You know what? I’m tired of having all my Jovier shit gather dust in a junk folder. Here ya go, three people checking the tags. Just don’t repost and we’re cool.
(Last pic was a collab with kawaiibooker‘s fic Through Fields of Green on AO3)
Surprise! It’s not a Mandalorian drawing for once. It was so fun doing something different and dealing with different textures. I think I lost about 8 years of my life drawing the details on the suit but I love it so much.
