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hiddleyheh · 2 years

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“When you see that poor, sweet Sanbi girl’s blood dripping between your fingers day after day, night after night, does it ever become less vivid? Can you smell the iron and gore as fresh as the day you did it?” The hand that had since been content to rest against his chest begins to press down. Don’t... “And that poor boy’s father …” She trails off, and at this, Kakashi tries to twist away. He doesn’t want to hear what comes next. He doesn’t need to listen to what he already knows is the truth. “… you know, it was your cursed touch that marked that man for death. It is your fault the child never had a family.” “You venerate a dead man, elevating him to the level of near worship. A man who will never, ever love you back. Not in this world, or the one of the living.” Stop it ... “He only asked you to do one thing,” his head lolls to the side from the nudge of a leathery nose against his temple, nuzzling against his hair to whisper in a crackling wheeze, “and you still couldn't do it.”

Chapter 18 "Curse" - Love Will Find You (This Is a Threat) by @sthene

Some close ups because compression my beloathed and also the canvas I used was huge sjbd

Bonus:

I couldn't choose which color overlay I preferred cause I wanted both a fantastical feel but also a cold atmosphere, so here's the more "fantastical" variation of the piece :p

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#heh is drawing #love will find you (this is a threat)#naruto #cw blood #cw gore #character death #urraca #kakashi hatake #team minato #oh yea the flowers i used:#yellow tulips and chrysanthemums #black roses black tulips petunias aconite white chrysanthemums #and of course #red spider lilies sjdjjsjd #I cannot put into words how much of a blast I had shading #it was really fun #ALSO STHENE I SAW THAT CHAPTER TITLE FOR CHAPTER 19 IN A POST LIKE A COUPLE WEEKS BACK #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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tsunael · 1 month

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If there's anyone out there that cares about flower language and symbolism like I do, I made an informal write-up some time ago about the in-game flowers (that you can put in your house) and the different symbolism that they can mean.

I included the symbolism for the in-game colors as well when they were available.

Also as a disclaimer these could be incorrect, have contrasting meanings, or have different meanings in different real-world cultures. White chrysanthemums (kiku) are usually a funeral flower in Japan for instance. (My Japanese professor once said they were a faux pas for her to receive in a bouquet!) So your mileage may vary!

This was simply a fun personal project I made for myself that I thought other people might enjoy as well! So here's a question to answer in the tags:

What flowers would your WoL have in their residence?

Arums (calla lily) 🔷magnificent beauty, feminine modesty

Brightlilies (easter lily) 🔷purity, refined beauty 🔷White: virginity, purity, majesty 🔷Pink: wealth and prosperity 🔷Red: warmth, desire 🔷Yellow: gaiety, falsehood, "I’m walking on air" 🔷Orange: hatred

Campanulas (bellflower) 🔷humility, constancy

Chrysanthemum 🔷cheerfulness, "You’re a wonderful friend" 🔷Red: I love you 🔷White: truth 🔷Yellow: slighted love

Cosmos 🔷harmony, peace, modesty, "the joys that love and life can bring", beautiful

Dahlias 🔷dignity, elegance

Daisies 🔷innocence, beauty

Lilies of the Valley 🔷return of happiness, sweetness, humility, purity

Oldrose 🔷Red: I love you, love, beauty, passion, romance 🔷Blue: mystery, attaining the impossible, love at first sight 🔷White: innocence and purity, "I am worthy of you", reverence 🔷Yellow: decrease of love, jealousy, friendship

Shroud Cherries (cherry blossom) 🔷spiritual beauty, a good education

Tulips 🔷perfect lover, fame 🔷Red: declaration of love, true love, eternal love, romantic love, "believe me" 🔷Yellow: hopeless love, unrequited love, brightness, sunshine 🔷White: ask for forgiveness, purity 🔷Purple: royalty

Hyacinths 🔷sports, games, rashness 🔷Purple: I am sorry, sorrow, "please forgive me" 🔷Red: play 🔷White: loveliness, "I’ll pray for you" 🔷Blue: constancy, sincerity 🔷Yellow: jealousy

Hydrangeas 🔷heartlessness, boastfulness, "You are cold"

Morning Glories 🔷love in vain, affection

Violas (violets) 🔷modesty, faithfulness 🔷Purple: daydreaming, "You occupy my thoughts" 🔷Blue: watchfulness, love 🔷White: candor, innocence 🔷Yellow: rural happiness

Byregotia (begonia?) 🔷Beware

Carnation 🔷fascination, love, distinction 🔷Red: "My heart aches for you", deep love, admiration 🔷White: sweet and lovely, innocence, pure love 🔷Yellow: "You have disappointed me", rejection, disdain 🔷Purple: capriciousness, changeable

Moth Orchid 🔷love, beauty, refinement, beautiful lady

Sweet Pea 🔷departure, good-bye, delicate pleasure, tender memory, blissful pleasure

Triteleia 🔷 They're a North American wildflower also called 'triplet lilies' or 'Ithuriel's spear' which is a reference to John Milton's epic English poem, Paradise Lost. It's about an angel sent by Gabriel to find Satan in the Garden of Eden. Satan, in the form of a toad, is introducing evil suggestions into the ear of Eve when Ithuriel pokes him with a spear. Satan then returns to his true form, "for no falsehood can endure Touch of Celestial temper, but returns Of force to its own likeness." It is to an unknown but imaginative scholar of English letters that we owe the common name of this plant.

Long story short, I can't find any symbolism for this one. Would make a possibly good Halone/Ishgard reference if you wanted to read into it, though!

#queue time #mine #ffxiv #tsuna has white brightlillies white daisies and red carnations in her house 🥺#with some white chrysanthemum and shroud cherries growing #and a yellow oldrose bouquet...#I should update them tbh

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justaweirdonothingtoseehere · 2 months

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OKAYOKAYOKAYOKAY

THE FUCKIGN YELLOW TULIP.

I’m obsessed with the meaning of flowers. It started when a loved one died and I had to pick out flowers for her bouquet every time I visited her grabs (random oversharing).

anyway. My point.

yellow tulips represent hope and happiness.

but in Ye Olden Times, yellow flowers represented hopeless love and jealousy. Some yellow flowers still have negative connotations - such as the yellow carnation, which represents rejection and disappointment, or the yellow chrysanthemum that represents neglected love and sorrow.

so… take that as you will.

#good omens #ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #final 15 #that yellow tulip kills me #neil gaiman #:( why #don’t mind my rambling #or my tendency to share way too much about myself sometimes

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project-sekai-facts · 9 months

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any chance you happen to have a list of flowers in everyones 1st year birthday cards?

i just got these off the wiki so apologies if any of this is wrong

Virtual Singer

Miku: sunflowers, gentians, hibiscus, chinese milk-vetch (on her dress)

Rin & Len: pansies, lady slipper orchid (on blazer)

Luka: grape hyacinth, sagebrush buttercups, society garlic flowers

MEIKO: egyptian star cluster, moss roses

KAITO: hyacinths, snowflake flowers

Leo/need

Ichika: geraniums, creeping zinnias (also some small flowers I couldn't identify)

Saki: dogwood flowers, white clovers

Honami: gerberas, chocolate cosmos, multiflora rose

Shiho: magnolias, violets (on her accessories)

MORE MORE JUMP!

Minori: daisy fleabanes, scotch broom, blue milkweed

Haruka: yellow cosmos, spider flowers

Airi: star jasmines

Shizuku: strawberry begonias, blossoms (the wiki said this was firethorn but imo it looks closer to some sort of blossom. the leaves aren't the right shape)

Vivid BAD SQUAD

Kohane: persian buttercup/ranunculus, iceland poppies

An: larkspur, tickseed

Akito: elatior begonias, lemon flowers

Toya: persian buttercup/ranunculus, yuzu flower (on blazer), pansies, wisteria (in the background)

WonderlandsxShowtime

Tsukasa: yellow tulips, persian violets, peonies

Emu: sea asters, skunkvine, chrysanthemum (ogiku style)

Nene: bougainvilleas/paperflowers, sunflowers, prairie gentians

Rui: common vervains/verbena, astrantia/great masterwort, hypericum erectum (a type of St John's Wort native to Japan, China and Korea. It doesn't have a common name)

25-ji, Nightcord de.

Kanade: crocuses, winter daphne

Mafuyu: cape marguerite, japanese rowan flowers, and i believe plumeria rubra

Ena: mountain laurels, baby blue eyes

Mizuki: bottle gourd flower, st john's wort, garden balsams. i'm not sure what the flower in their hair is, possibly some sort of lily?

the flowers are mostly the same on the second set of cards, though some are changed (notably Len who now has different flowers to Rin), and a few others gain or lose a flower or two. Tsukasa has fuchsias, An has paperflowers, airi i think has blossom and ena i think has yellow lupins now and that's as far as my flower knowledge goes.

#asks #cards #project sekai #you can probably be really delusional about the flower language in some of the cards. shippers have fun with that.#does it even count as delusional if it's something they put in the game? idk you guys have fun though

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amongsuss2 · 5 months

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Flower meanings in the novel cover

On the hgsn novel cover, there are several flowers that surround 'Hikaru'.

I wrote the some meanings of the flowers in the bottom. I don't know a lot about flowers, so please tell me if I missed anything or got anything wrong! I will try to fix it as soon as possible.

White chrysanthemum: grief, mourning, death

*I also think the fluffy looking flowers with green centers are also crystanthemums. Its just that they haven't fully bloomed yet.

Yellow chrysanthemum: happiness, sun, immortality, neglected love, sorrow

White lily: purity, rebirth

Blue tulip: tranquility, sleep, calm

note - blue tulips are not natural. Blue tulips are created from white tulips that were dyed blue.

Yellow daisy: friendship, joy, cheerfulness, and well wishes

*I'm not really sure what this flower actually is. I just called it a daisy because it looks like one.

Pink daisy: platonic love, romance, gentleness

*I'm also not really sure what this flower actually is. I just called it a daisy because it looks like one.

#the summer hikaru died #hgsn

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justsomerandomfanfic · 1 year

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Strawberries And Cigarettes - Eddie Munson X Female Reader

Title: Strawberries And Cigarettes

Eddie Munson X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Reader's mother and father (Mentioned), and Uncle Wayne

WC: 7,110

Warnings: Reader has a mother and father, Modern AU, needles mentioned, bullying mentioned, nervousness, anxiety, embarrassment, teasing, taunting, flirting, misunderstandings, nicknames, sickness mentioned, blood mentioned, slight angst, and fluff

In the small town of Hawkins, there were two family-owned businesses, side by side. One was bright and colorful, the windowsills were covered in vivid flowers of all different kinds. Inside, rows and rows of bouquets sat on display in neat lines. Roses, daisies, daffodils, tulips, snapdragons, chrysanthemums, pinks, yellows, oranges, and blues were arranged according to color order, and each color was displayed with pride and joy. The shop smelled like fresh flowers and green tea, and the radio station played classical music that could soothe anyone. It also had a beautiful window seat where customers could sit if they just needed a break from shopping at other locations or whatnot, where they could read books from the small shelf in the corner; ranging from romance to comedy, to horror. Overall, the flower shop had a calming and caring atmosphere. The name of the shop was 'Aroma Therapy.'

The shop next door was dark, neon red lights lined the window frames, and the word, 'Tattoo,' was on the large front window. Inside, the walls were filled with art, samples, and designs of different options for tattoos. There were various designs of butterflies, dragons, wolves, and other creatures on the walls, as well as objects and items if animals weren't their forte. There was also an assortment of piercings, such as earrings, nose piercings, eyebrow piercings, lip piercings, and any piercing anyone could ask for. The tattoo parlor smelled like mahogany and leather, and the radio was always playing Metallica, Bruce Dickinson, and songs alike. Almost every day the parlor was filled with the sound of tattoo guns buzzing and people chatting. The parlor was 'Ink Envy.'

You worked at the flower shop, which was owned by your parents; you took care of the shop when they needed a break. You loved working there, loved being with the flowers. It was calming, taking care of the flowers, and watering them. You even loved to learn more about the flowers in your parent's store, it was a sort of fascination to you; flowers and their meanings.

Eddie Munson worked at the tattoo parlor next door, the shop was owned by Eddie’s uncle Wayne, who noticed his nephew’s talent for the arts. And Eddie did have talent, he was the top dog of tattoos in that joint. He was the number one artist and the people who went to get tattoos knew it. Eddie loved working at his uncle’s parlor, it was fun as it was comforting for him. He loved creating new and crazy tattoos for people, Eddie loved working on those designs because he was able to express himself with them; and it helped him keep a clear head when things got intense. He enjoyed creating art that he loved, something he could be proud of.

You knew of Eddie, having gone to school with him, graduating as Eddie stayed another two years. Eddie worked right next door to you, and you had seen his work before. He was good, really good. Some people would come in for flowers, adorned with tattoos of various sizes and patterns, all of which were carefully crafted and beautifully colored. Though he was popular in the tattoo community, some people didn't like Eddie. Eddie wore leather and had an edgy style, and it seemed, even in 2023, some people didn't seem to like that. Sometimes you would hear people talking about him when you went to the grocery store, bad-mouthing him or even calling him a 'punk kid.' That wasn't anything new for Eddie though, he'd heard those things plenty of times before. People always said rude things to him, and he learned to tune it out after a while.

You liked Eddie though, a lot. You thought he was cute, whenever you saw him walk past your shop. It was like a sixth sense, you always knew when he was going to pass by your shop windows. Well, it was easy to know, the chain on his ripped black jeans would jingle and rattle loudly with every step he took. You couldn't help but stare every time, mesmerized by his 80s-like hair, which was getting back into style. You loved the silver rings that adorned his knuckles, the way he ran his hand through his hair every once in a while, how overzealous he acted; so over-the-top; talking so animatedly, and how he would get really passionate about whatever he was doing.

Caught up in your thoughts of Eddie, you looked up from the counter, hearing the bell above the door jingle. Your eyes widened slightly as you watched Eddie himself walk into the shop. The young man himself looked around the shop, glancing at the flowers, the book nook corner, and finally, you. Giving you a grin, he walked over, placing his ring-clad hands on the counter.

You couldn't help but stare a little, taking in his cute face and edgy attire, loving the small 'Megadeth' patch on his jean vest. "Hey, I've never seen you around. Are you new?" He asked and you looked at him with a small smile, kind of shocked, and slightly hurt, by his answer.

"I'm Y/N. I was born and raised here. My, uh, parents own the shop." At that, Eddie's grin dropped slightly before he spoke.

"Oh, I'm sorry-" But you only waved off his apology, shaking your head with a smile.

"It's fine," You clicked the purple pen in your hand open, "So, what can I get you, Eddie?"

Eddie groaned softly, running a hand through his hair as he let out an awkward chuckle, "And you know me? That makes me feel terrible! How come I've never seen you?" He asked and you shrugged, glancing around the shop.

"Well, if I'm not here, I'm home or running errands. And, this is your first time in the shop." You didn't want to tell him that you went to high school at the same time as him, that would make this interaction worse.

Eddie nodded, "That's true... I just don't get it." Eddie muttered and you tilted your head to the side slightly, confused and curious.

"Don't get what?" You asked and Eddie grinned slightly, looking back at you.

"How I’ve missed a beautiful girl like you," Eddie replied smoothly, your heart jumping at the statement as you ducked your head shyly, smiling. You never thought when you'd finally meet Eddie that he'd be so... Charming.

"Thanks..." You mumbled and Eddie chuckled, leaning against the counter, resting his arms along it. He looked at you thoughtfully, before you cleared your throat.

"So, uh, what can I help you with?" You asked, twirling your pen around with your fingers, "I doubt you came here to just smell the flowers." You tried to joke, feeling slightly embarrassed.

Eddie nodded, clearing his own throat as he stood straight, "Uh, yeah, my uncle wanted me to get some flowers."

You got your notepad ready, looking up at Eddie expectantly, "Alright, what type of flowers did he want?"

Eddie's face dropped, panic filling his eyes, "Uh, I don't remember what he wanted." He said, staring at the ground briefly before snapping his fingers, looking up at you with a smile, "But it started with 'c'."

You pursed your lips, thinking, "C? Alright, let me name some off and you can tell me which one it might be... Cape Primrose? Uh, Celosia? Clarkia? Clematis? Coneflower? Cyclamen?" You named off the top of your head, glancing to the buckets on the side wall, filled with flowers, "Uh, what about Cosmos?" To that, Eddie shook his head, and you continued, "Uh, Chrysanthemums? Carnations?"

Eddie's eyes winded and he nodded, "Yes, that one! Carnations. He wanted white and red ones, I think."

"White Carnations and red Carnations? Or the white Carnations with the red tips?" You asked, writing down 'Carnation' on the small notepad.

Eddie's eyes widened slightly, surprised, "Wait, they come in different colors?"

You looked up and nodded, "Yeah, practically all flowers come in every color of the rainbow. Either by nature, breeding, or dye."

“Wicked.” Eddie muttered as you clicked your pen closed, walking around the counter to lead Eddie to the side wall of buckets and buckets of flowers.

"These here are the typical roses. They mean romance, passion, and whatnot," You pointed to the first bucket, as Eddie looked at you, seemingly invested and listening to your every word. "They normally come in red, but these three are the other colors we offer. Light pink means adoration, grace, joy, and so on. Lavender, which means love at first sight or enchantment. And last but not least, white, means innocence, purity, that sort of thing. Red roses are our top seller, which is pretty typical since it is the most popular flower to give to someone." You turned to look at Eddie, "Let me show you the Carnations." You led him to the opposite wall.

Eddie followed, before standing by your side at another set of buckets, "That's a lot of Carnations." He noted, as you nodded, laughing lightly, as Eddie looked at the five options. "I think my uncle wanted the type with the white and red-tipped petals."

"Ah, okay, that's called the Bi-Colored." You gestured to the B-Colored Carnations.

Eddie looked at you with a smile, "What are the other ones called?"

"Well, we have Solex," You pointed to the bucket of orange Carnations, "And we have Moonlights, they are pretty dope." You pointed to the white ones. "And then we have Babylons and Don Pedros." You answered, pointing to the cream-colored Carnation and Carnation respectively. You smiled softly, reaching out to gently touch the soft petals of the Don Pedro. "Don Pedros are one of my favorites." You pulled away, gesturing to the shop, "But, really I have a lot of favorites."

"You really know a lot about flowers," Eddie spoke up and you nodded, shrugging a shoulder.

You looked back over at him, "Yeah, I mean, I have to. I work in a flower shop." You laughed out, looking at Eddie with a small smile, Eddie gazing down at you, his brown eyes sparkling. He stared at you for several seconds before he realized what he was doing and he immediately snapped out of his trance and smiled nervously. You also snapped out of it, looking down at the ground as you placed your fist against your lips, clearing your throat. "Uh, so how many Carnations can I put you down for?"

Eddie stuffed his hands back into his pockets, his fingers fiddling with the cash his uncle gave him in his pocket, "Uh, how many do people usually get?"

"Twelve. But most people also get ten or thirteen." You responded and Eddie hummed in understanding.

"So, I guess I'll get twelve?"

You smiled teasingly, "You don't sound too sure." You chuckled, gesturing over at the counter with your thumb, "I'll make the flowers, and I'll ring you up at the front." Eddie nodded with a thankful smile, heading over to the counter. Leaning against it on his elbow, Eddie watched as you picked twelve Bi-Colored Carnations, pulling them into a bouquet. Walking over, you went to the wall of paper, before turning to Eddie. He stumbled slightly, getting caught staring, as you pointed to the array of colored paper. "What paper would you like?"

Eddie was confused, but answered, "Uh,- What do you suggest I choose?"

You tapped your chin with your finger, staring at the flowers before looking up at the paper, "Hmm, a nice French Blue. Brings out the red and white.” You say, before placing the flowers on the paper, grabbing the blue wrapping paper and beginning to pull it forward, turning the flowers, wrapping the stems in the paper perfectly before cutting the paper with scissors. Setting the scissors back on the hook, you grabbed the tape and tapped the end of the paper closed, before tucking the corner in and turning to Eddie. You handed him the bouquet before writing down Eddie's order on the notepad. "Alright," You then transferred the information to the tablet, instantly totaling the price. "That'll be thirty-six fifty." You finished, looking up at Eddie as he pulled out the cash from his pocket. "Is that going to be card or cash?"

"Cash," Eddie said, handing you a fifty-dollar bill, and you opened the cash register, grabbing a ten, four ones, and fifty cents. You began to hand him the change but Eddie shook his head, grabbing the flowers. "You can keep the change."

You shook your head, "I can't take all this as a tip, please take it." You tried but Eddie gave you a grin, shaking his head.

"I insist, please, you helped me with the flowers." He then tried but you shook your own head.

"That's my job, Eddie." You tried to hand him the cash again.

Eddie just continued to smile, "And you're great at it. Keep it."

You huffed, before taking the four dollars and fifty cents out of your hand, placing it on the counter; trying to hand Eddie the ten-dollar bill. "How about this, I'll take the four dollars and fifty cents, and you take the ten." You offered, but Eddie didn't budge.

"Y/N-"

"Please," You whispered softly, staring at him, your eyes pleading, "Take it."

Eddie sighed, but gave you a teasing grin nonetheless, taking the ten from you. "Fine, I'll take it. But only because you said ‘please’."

You sputtered a laugh, rolling your eyes, "You're impossible, Eddie." You then put the tip in the till.

"Well," Eddie smirked, walking backward with his bouquet, "I've been called worse."

Before you could say anything else, he was out of the store, the bell ringing softly, echoing through the store; leaving you alone again.

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Entering the store, Eddie's uncle Wayne looked up from the counter, smiling slightly at the sight of the bouquet. "Eddie, son, thank you. I would've done it myself but I had an important meeting I needed to be at." He spoke, and Eddie shrugged, smiling.

"It's fine, uncle. So worth it." He spoke, drawing out the fourth word as Uncle Wayne looked at Eddie, raising an eyebrow.

"What do you mean, kiddo?" He asked, confused, "I didn't think you'd be too excited to go flower shopping."

Eddie shook his head, placing his hands on the counter as he did back in your store, glancing off to the side, "It wasn't the flowers, it was the person selling the flowers."

Uncle Wayne hummed, taking the flowers from his nephew, and observing them, "A cute girl, I suppose?"

Eddie could only nod, almost shyly, before the door opened, a customer entering. "Welp, got a customer." Eddie turned to talk to them, but paused, turning back to his uncle. "Who are the flowers for anyway?"

"None of your business, boy. Time for work." He answered, turning around and heading to his office. Eddie stared at him as he left before he shrugged and turned to the customer.

~~~

The days passed by, Monday slowly turned into Friday, and night into day, until Eddie's visit was a distant memory. Actually, you have thought about Eddie every day since. Now he was just stuck in your head. You could say that he was living in your head rent-free. You hadn't really seen Eddie since he came for the Carnations, but you did hear him, playing on Saturday nights. You just stay up, staring up at your ceiling as he played whatever song he was playing. One night, your curiosity practically killing you, you instantly downloaded Shazam on your phone, going up to the wall to try and see if your microphone could pick it up. And it did, the song, upbeat and pretty rock and roll, was Master Of Puppets by Metallica. You never heard of the song before, only through Eddie playing his electric guitar, so you headed to YouTube, finding the song and listening to it. Surprisingly, for the next three hours, you listened to most of Metallica's songs. You sort of understood why Eddie liked the band.

The next morning, you were a bit tired but got up anyway. You had a job to do. Getting dressed, you made sure to eat breakfast, drink some coffee, and greet your parents before heading down to the store. Making sure to restock anything that needed to be restocked, you made sure everything was ready before flipping the 'closed' sign to 'open'. For the next couple of hours, customers came in and bought their flowers; Roses for the young man proposing to his girlfriend of three years, Lilies for the grieving widow of a husband, and even Marigolds for a mother for her daughter's dance recital.

By two p.m., you were bored, on your phone. Scrolling on Tik Tok, watching cute animal videos and old Vines that resurfaced. You were about to go on break when you heard the bell jingle, looking up, you couldn't help but smile. Eddie walked in, heading up to the counter. He tapped his fingers against it, the metal of his rings clacking against the counter rhythmically.

He matched your smile before speaking, "Hello, Y/N."

"Hello, Eddie." You slide your notepad out, "What can I do ya for?"

Eddie looked around the room briefly before turning back to you, "I'd like ten Calla Lilies if you have them."

Your eyes lit up, "Calla Lilies? I love those. They have the meaning of life, and sometimes death. I think we have some." You asked, writing down 'Calla Lily' on the notepad.

"Life and death? I read that they meant magnificent beauty." Eddie spoke and you let out a small chuckle.

You nodded, running a hand through your hair, "That is technically true, during Ancient Greece." Eddie couldn't help but laugh a little, feeling a bit embarrassed. You glanced back down at your notepad, “So... Those Calla Lilies... Do you have a specific color in mind?"

"Mmm, well, what do you think I should choose?" He asked and you raised your head, tilting it to the side slightly.

"What's the occasion?" You asked as Eddie stuffed his hands in his jeans pockets.

"Well, there's this girl, and I thought she might like them," Eddie confessed softly, and you felt your heart stop, your breath hitched. The words he said hit your ears like a truck, hitting you harder than any hammer you ever swung. You felt yourself grow hot, flushing lightly before turning away, and clearing your throat.

"Okay." You replied quickly, still keeping your gaze lowered. You couldn't look at him right now. "Well," You swallowed, "We have these beautiful Midnight Red Calla Lilies. Do you think she'll like them?" You asked, your voice coming out higher pitched than usual, and you heard Eddie sigh.

"...Yeah, I think so," He responded softly. Silence hung between you for several seconds as you wrote his order on the pad, before sliding around the counter to collect the ten Calla Lilies.

Eddie watched as you worked, snipping the stems, wrapping the ten flowers together with white wrapping paper, tapping it off with a red bow before going back to the other side of the counter. Placing the bouquet on the counter you run Eddie up. "Alright," You sighed, "That'll be twenty-five dollars." You spoke and Eddie nodded, handing you exactly a twenty-dollar bill and a five. You put it in the till before printing out the receipt and handing Eddie the flowers.

Holding the flowers, Eddie looked up at you with a smile, "Thank you again, Y/N. I guess I'll go give them to that girl." He spoke, before turning around and leaving the store.

Once he was gone, you let your smile drop, the bell above the door jingling and ringing throughout your mind; Eddie’s words haunting you. You pushed off the counter with your hands, going to head to the back room for a break before you hear the door jingle again. Closing your eyes, you let out a sigh, turning back around. "Hello, welcome to Aroma Therapy, what can I do for... You..?" Looking up, your sentence trailed off as Eddie walked back into the store. You stared at him, your eyebrows furrowed as he walked right up to you, flowers in hand. He smiled, gazing over at you as you looked at him confused. "Eddie? Uh, is there something wrong with the flowers?" You asked, but Eddie shook his head.

"These," He began, before gesturing to the flowers he had just bought moments before, "Are for you." He held them out towards you, and you hesitantly took them into your hands carefully.

"For me?" You repeated. Eddie nodded, giving you another soft smile, and you blushed slightly, looking down at the flowers before looking back at him.

"Yeah, for you." He affirmed, as your eyebrows furrowed.

You brushed your fingertips against the soft dark red petals, looking up at Eddie confused. "I'm confused."

"Well, you didn't take the tip... So, I thought I'd buy you some flowers instead." Eddie explained.

Finally, it all clicked, "Oh, wow." You breathed out, shaking your head and laughing a little. "Thank you, Eddie. That's so sweet of you."

Eddie gave you a grin, "My pleasure," Eddie replied before turning and heading toward the front.

Your eyes then widened, "Wait, Eddie!" You called, making him pause and turn back around, "Calla Lilies with their Greek meaning of magnificent beauty stems back to the old tale of Hercules when he was a baby." You told him, and Eddie gave you an amused look.

"Really?" He asked, and you nodded.

"Yeah," You grinned, before shaking your head, waving your hand, dismissing your conversation, "Sorry, you probably have to go."

Eddie sighed, nodding, "I do, work and all. I have a customer coming in at three."

You gave him a small smile, slightly embarrassed, "Yeah, yeah, I don't want to hold you from that."

"Well," Eddie spoke, walking back towards the door, keeping eye contact as he grinned, "I'll see you later, my lady." He declared before bowing deeply, making you chuckle, and heading out the door.

You let out a sigh, your soft laughter coming to an end as you watched Eddie walk down the sidewalk through the window. Once he was out of view, you looked down at the flowers, smiling softly. Eddie gave you the flowers. Eddie gave you flowers. But, more importantly, Eddie gave you flowers, thinking their meaning was ‘magnificent beauty’. You couldn’t stop smiling for the rest of the day.

~~~

For the next couple of weeks, Eddie visited occasionally, usually during your break or his lunch. He'd sit on your stool behind the counter as you sat on the said counter, your sandwich in your hands. You both talked a lot, about your hobbies, jobs, books, movies, and music. Even though it seemed like the two of you were pretty different, you both did have a few things in common. Eddie was fun to talk to, he was funny, smart, and charming. It took you by surprise every time he gave you a compliment, saying how he enjoyed talking to you, and that you were one of his favorite people. You couldn't help but smile, feeling your face flush.

You also enjoyed whenever Eddie would enter your shop, calling you a new nickname every time. You loved it, every nickname or endearment you received made you feel all giddy inside.

"Hey, sugar plum! How are you today?"

"Hey, babe! Love what you did with your hair!"

"Y/N, sweetheart, when was the last time you had a break?"

You never knew someone could make you feel this way. This feeling of butterflies in your stomach, makes your heart beat faster. Every single time he'd come in, it was like you were drowning and he'd pull you to shore.

Even when you got sick, the flu had been going around. Eddie sent you a little postcard. You couldn’t help but sigh at his kindness and selflessness. The postcard brought you such joy, and you re-read it almost every single day. It hangs from your corkboard proudly.

Thinking back to that card, you felt a smile slowly slip on your lips. Eddie was so sweet…

"Y/N? Babe? Are you in there?" You heard Eddie call out to you, making you snap out of your memories and daydream to look over at him.

"Oh, um, sorry. Yes, I'm here." You apologized, going back to your food as Eddie stared at you, his eyes narrowed slightly as his eyebrows slowly furrowed.

He then tilted his head, pursing his lips before speaking, "Are you alright? You kind of left me there for a moment." He asked and you sighed, shaking your head with a smile.

'I could never leave you.' You thought, before actually speaking, "I'm fine, just lost in thought."

Eddie's worried frown turned into a small teasing grin, as he took a bite of his lunch, "What were you thinking about?"

'You.' You shook your head again, waving your hand dismissively, "Nothing cool, don't worry." You took a bite of one of your strawberries, feeling your cheeks warm up a bit. "Anyway, sorry, what- what were you saying?"

Eddie stared at you briefly, the gears in his mind turning before brushing the odd feeling off and speaking, "Just wondering where you got that cute shirt from." He admitted quietly before taking another bite of his lunch. Your flush grew more intense and you nervously chuckled a bit.

'Cute shirt...' You thought. "Hot Topic. I got it there." You answered simply and Eddie nodded. Silence filled the space between you as Eddie continued to eat, and you continued to eat, and after about five minutes, you were done eating, and you tossed your garbage in the trash bin beside you on the floor. Clasping your hands together in your lap, "Could- Could I ask you something?" You asked hesitantly, not looking at him directly.

Eddie stopped chewing his food for a second, swallowing it before answering, "Of course, anything." He reassured you.

You ran your hand through your hair, "How long have you been playing guitar?" The question had been playing throughout your mind for days now, and you hoped to god you didn't sound weird.

Eddie's eyes widened slightly, shifting in his seat on the stool. "Oh. I assume you've heard me play?" He asked, glancing over at you, and you nodded shyly. "Well, I've been playing for a few years." Eddie couldn't help but smirk at you "Like what you hear?" He added, wiggling his eyebrows as you nodded.

"Yeah, you're pretty good." You confirmed, "I can hear you playing from my room."

Eddie's smile dropped slightly, "Oh, am I bothering you? I could sto-"

"No! no..." You exclaimed, cutting him off, "It's fine. I'm not complaining, really." You assured him, making Eddie laugh lightly.

"Alright, well, I'm glad." He replied, before looking pretty shy himself, "It's great, actually."

It was silent once more, as you fiddled with your fingers, "Uh, I have another question." You muttered as Eddie looked up at you from his own hands, giving you a smile.

"You’re full of questions today.” He spoke, teasingly, “Shoot."

You fiddled with the string from your own ripped jeans, pulling at a loose one. "I think I want a tattoo..." You trailed off, cringing inwardly at how off and unsure you sounded.

Eddie's eyes immediately lit up, "What? Really?" You nodded, as Eddie grinned, "That's awesome... But you don't sound so sure." Eddie noted, causing you to give him a sheepish smile.

"Not completely sure..." You confessed, "But I do think I want one."

"Well, do you have any idea of what you want?" Eddie questioned, and you shrugged one shoulder.

"Flowers, for sure." You blurted out, "But, I want something along with it, you know? I just don't know what."

Eddie pursed his lips in thought, nodding as he glanced at the floor. "Well, would you like to come by the shop tomorrow, maybe we can plan something out for you? And if you think of something, I can rearrange my schedule."

You nodded, feeling more sure of yourself, "Yeah, that sounds great. Thank you." A nervous smile grows on your face.

"Great, uh, cool, yeah... Cool. It's a date then." Eddie fumbled slightly as you took a deep breath at his comment. Was this going to be a date? Was Eddie asking you out on a date? Eddie noticed your reaction and laughed softly. "Is that okay? Is that too soon? Shit, this isn't my strong suit. I guess I should have planned better than that." He mumbled to himself out loud as he looked away from you a bit panicked.

You hadn't seen him so nervous before, he was usually pretty confident. His stuttering and fumbling answered all your questions as you felt your heartbeat begin to speed up, and butterflies erupt and flutter in your stomach. His whole demeanor changes from playful and joking to nervous and embarrassed.

"Eds, chill out. I'm totally cool with this." You stated, swinging your legs slightly from your spot up on the counter "It would technically be called an appointment, but I think it sounds great actually... A date." You smiled timidly, chuckling lightly, causing his entire body to relax almost instantly. Eddie let out a breath, nodding his head slowly, a faint smile forming across his face as he glanced over at you, his gaze lingering a little longer on you. "So..." You trailed off, "It's a date?"

Eddie nodded, "It's a date." He grinned widely, making you laugh lightly, and his heart began to race as his eyes met yours. 'Why does she affect me this way?'

"That's great." You smiled, "I'm excited."

~~~

You were ecstatic. Tonight was the night of your tattoo date with Eddie. You had to finish up your shift at four, which meant you had approximately twenty minutes until you could leave and head over next door. So you helped any remaining customers as you impatiently stared at the clock on the wall. You zipped around the room when grabbing flowers and tapped your foot when behind the counter. You felt a bit nervous, oh, but who were you kidding? You were beyond nervous. You had been dreaming about this for a while, the tattoo and a date with Eddie. Finally, you let out a sigh of relief as the last customer left. Checking the clock on the wall, and then down at your watch, you continued to tap your foot.

You had talked to your parents about the idea of the tattoo, having spent most of the rest of the afternoon thinking more about it. They were alright with it, just as long as you were the one paying for it. You had saved up your share of the money from working with your parents for years, never really having anything to buy besides basic needs and necessities. So this was a big purchase for you, and you were excited about it. This was art, something that would be on your skin for the rest of your life.

You began to clean up the store as you tried not to get too distracted by thoughts of Eddie, put up your apron, and grabbed your jacket and bag. Waving goodbye to your mom as she took over the counter, you left the building, practically speed-walking to the store next door, which didn’t take long. Taking a breath, you spotted Eddie on the other side of the glass. He was at the counter, helping a customer, so after a deep breath, you entered the parlor. Eddie's head turned to the sound of the door, his polite smile widening ever-so-slightly as he saw you walk over.

You waited a bit of a distance away, looking around the parlor at all the art and tattoo designs that were framed and hung along the walls. It was a lot darker than your little flower shop, so many different colors and designs were painted here, all combining and merging into each other as they mixed together into an amazing array of colors and patterns. There were so many different kinds and shapes, some animals, some flowers, some stars, and some even just shapes that resembled human figures.

The customer left shortly afterward, leaving Eddie alone again with you. Eddie leaned against the counter, his palms resting against it. "Hey, honey, you ready for a tattoo?" He asked you curiously, his smile turning into a smirk.

Your cheeks flushed slightly, nodding as Eddie walked around the counter. "Yeah, I'm ready," You let out a small shaky sigh, making the young tattooist tilt his head to the side.

"Are you sure?" He asked, giving you a reassuring smile, "You don't have to if you don't want to."

You shook your head, sure of yourself, "No, I'm sure, I'm just a bit... Nervous." You admitted, biting your lip nervously.

Eddie chuckled lightly, shaking his head as he moved some stray hairs away from your face, tucking them behind your ear, "Don't worry, I'll be right there with you every step of the way, okay?" Eddie reassured you, smiling warmly at you, and you returned the expression, nodding your head, feeling your cheeks flush as your heart skipped a beat. Walking you over to the chair, you took a seat as Eddie got his tools ready. You watched as he collected the tattoo gun, inks, and whatever else, before turning to you. "So, what did you have in mind? I know you said flowers..." He trailed off, allowing you to answer.

"I thought I'd let you choose." You answered, and Eddie looked kind of taken aback.

"What? Why?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow, clearly confused.

You shrugged a little, "Well, I want you to choose the animal I get. I've seen your work before, I know how talented you are. And I trust you." You explained, making Eddie raise an eyebrow.

"Really? You're alright with me doing that?" He asked a bit skeptically, and you nodded nonetheless.

"Yeah, I trust you, Eddie."

A soft blush appeared on his cheek as he gave you a grin, "Thanks." He responded softly, "But, I'd feel bad if I chose an animal and you hated it."

You shook your head, "Unlikely, I like to live dangerously, but if it'll make you feel better, we can use an animal generator." You offered, pulling out your phone from your bag on your lap.

"That's pretty random." Eddie chuckled, watching as you looked up a random animal generator, before clicking the 'generate' button. Instantly, after clicking, 'bat' popped up, making you smile. Looking up at Eddie, you showed him your phone.

"Flowers and bats." You confirmed as Eddie ran a hand through his hair, looking at your phone and then up at you.

"That's a funny coincidence," He spoke, before pulling up the sleeve of his leather jacket, revealing the many bats tattooed on his arm.

You gazed upon the bat tattooed on Eddie's arm, and your mouth fell open slightly. You reached out and gently stroked the pattern on the flying bats on his arm. "Did that hurt? When you got it?" You asked softly, bringing your hand back into your lap after realizing that you were just petting Eddie's arm for way too long.

Eddie's blush grew, and he nodded, "Uh, yeah... Kinda." He mumbled quietly, looking away quickly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to... Um..." Your voice trailed off as you scratched the back of your neck sheepishly, only for Eddie to look at you, shaking his head as he shrugged off his leather jacket and jean vest, leaving him in his D&D shirt.

"No, it's fine. You can touch me whenever you want." He answered nonchalantly, and with that confession, Eddie froze briefly, as did you, before he cleared his throat, "Uh, what colors were you thinking?"

~~~

It hurt a lot. After a bit of debation, you and Eddie chose your forearm. You were already in hour one, shutting your eyes as you tried to control your breath while taking a few peaks at the tattoo as Eddie was scratching it in. Eddie came up with the design, and you loved it. It was a cute bat, its wings wrapped around itself with different flowers surrounding it. The bat was in between realistic and cartoon, and it was perfect. Unknowingly, the tattoo, besides holding meaning towards your job and your love for flowers, also reminded you of Eddie; which honestly was a nice bonus.

After a little while, you began to get used to the pain, opening your eyes to watch as Eddie began adding the colors you wanted. It was sort of hypnotizing, seeing him work. How he had such a skill, and how effortlessly he was able to make every stroke and line perfect. His movements were fluid, smooth, powerful, and yet, gentle. It made your heart flutter every time Eddie glanced over at you, making sure you were alright. You felt a slight tugging sensation in your chest whenever he looked at you, a small smile playing on his lips. You found yourself getting lost in him, noticing how he'd stick out the tip of his tongue when concentrating, his eyes squinting slightly, even randomly softly singing along to whatever song was on the radio. It was cute. Really cute.

Eddie finished putting in the color for the flowers and then started filling out the rest of the details and shading, his hands moving swiftly. You smiled at him and admired his skills. The tattoo looks incredible on your arm, and it was a great start to a new chapter in your life. You glanced over at the clock on the wall across from you; almost three hours had passed, your butt was sore from sitting for so long, and some of your joints hurt; you both did take a break, but it was so worth it.

Wiping away the extra color and blood, Eddie turned off the gun, before looking down at his work proudly. "I think this is the best work I've done in a while." He remarked, letting out a soft chuckle, "And I've been working here for a couple of years now."

"Yeah, it looks really awesome," You commented, smiling brightly at him as he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. "Thank you, Eds." You added on, and Eddie blushed lightly, clearing his throat awkwardly.

"Anytime, Y/N." He told you with a smile, "I'd love to give you more tattoos if you ever want more." He spoke, before beginning to clean the tattoo and wrapping it with a clear covering.

"I'd love that." You muttered before Eddie then began to teach you how to take care of the tattoo, and you learned quickly. Eddie was patient with you and made sure you knew exactly what you needed to do and what not to do, which was something you appreciated greatly.

After paying, you and Eddie stepped out of the parlor, Eddie standing in front of you. You felt a small breeze flow by you, brushing your hair in your face, as Eddie tried to fix his bangs. He then stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking at you with a small smile as you rocked on the balls of your feet, glancing around at the stores and shops around you. He didn’t know why you were nervous or anxious, but he could see you bite your bottom lip and fidget with your fingers a little bit, so he figured it had something to do with something. He, himself, was a bit nervous too, after all, he still hadn't gotten the courage to ask you out on a date. A real one.

"Do you want to go on a date with me?"

"Are you free Saturday?"

You both said at the same time, both surprising each other and making one another laugh. You smiled sheepishly, feeling yourself growing more nervous by the second, but Eddie just laughed a little.

"Jinx?" You shrugged one shoulder, as Eddie smirked.

Taking a chance, he took a step closer, "Sheesh… Is it really a jinx if we didn't really say the same thing?" He asked, watching as you let out a breathy laugh.

"You still owe me a soda." You lightly argued, as Eddie playfully rolled his eyes.

"Fine," He sighed, "If you insist." He took another step closer, you could smell his cologne, the weed he smoked during the break you and him had, and his mint shampoo, "I'll pick you up Saturday, next week. Maybe I’ll even treat you to a Starbucks cake pop." He suggested teasingly, "How does that sound?" He leaned forward slightly, and you nodded a little, biting your lip.

He stepped forward again, giving you an innocent look, and then kissed you gently on the cheek, making your cheeks instantly flush, and then pulling away from you. Before you could recover completely, he was walking backward, a soft smirk on his face, blush on his cheeks, heading back into the store. You stared at him through the glass window, stunned. Then you shook your head, trying to get your brain into gear and get back to work. You couldn't help but replay that kiss in your head.

Walking back to the flower shop, you rushed inside, before running up the spiral staircase and heading inside your home on the second floor. Sprinting past your confused parents eating a late lunch, you ran into your room, shutting your door. Leaning up against it, you let out a shaky breath, your chest going up and down as your heart pounded against your ribcage. You slowly slid down the door, a giddy smile creeping on your face as you raised your hands to cover your warm cheeks. You giggled a little before sliding completely onto the floor. Your knees curled up to your chest as you pulled them close to your body, hugging your legs close to your chest. You stayed there for a moment until your breathing returned to normal and the butterflies in your stomach calmed down, allowing you to breathe normally once more.

Sitting up, you crawled into bed, staring up at the ceiling as you thought over your day. So much had happened today. You'd gotten your first tattoo. Your first date... And technically not your first kiss, but Eddie kissed you nonetheless. With his soft lips pressed against your cheek. At that moment, you knew. This was it. You finally realized. You were head over heels in love with Eddie Munson. You were pretty sure.

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mysterycharacterflowers · 6 months

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Hello! I am sorry for the delay! The tournament will start at November 18 at 2 pm BRT, the polls will be posted every 10 minutes!

The matches were randomized!

Side A

A bouquet of purple daylily, green carnation, dead leaves, fern, opium flowers and coriander Vs Red Orchid

Violet Vs Red Spider Lily

Dandelions 1 Vs A bouquet of willows and chives

A bouquet of wisteria, black and red carnations and foxgloves Vs A bouquet of buttercup, daffodils, edelweiss and orange

A bouquet of amaryllis, milkweed, bluebells and strelitizia Vs A bouquet of blue and red hyacinths

A bouquet of white, red and black roses Vs A bouquet of white chrysanthemums, orchids and blue hydrangeas

A bouquet of white chrysanthemums, orchids and blue hydrangeas Vs Forget-me-nots

A bouquet of snapdragon, tansy and black eyed susan Vs White poppies

Daisies Vs A bouquet of white clover, chamomile and pine

A bouquet of pink peonies, purple hydrangea and a variety of cosmos Vs A bouquet of asphodel, sage, yellow chrysanthemum, green carnation, plum blossom, stinging nettle, anemone and acanthus

A bouquet of marigold, dandelions, goldenrods and amaryllis Vs A bouquet of sea holly, ageratum, globe thistle, orchid cactus, protea, bird of paradise, mimosa, dianthus, hydrangea and clematis

A bouquet of bleeding hearts and dandelions Vs A bouquet of plastic lemon balm, thyme, hyacinths and anemone flowers, with a single real orange rose in the middle, wrapped in light blue cellophane

A bouquet of snapdragon, yellow poppy and jonquil Vs Blue Rose

A bouquet of yellow orchids, rue, yew, bird’s-foot trefoil, yellow gladiolus, yellow peony, sunflower and yellow amaryllis Vs A bouquet of dandelion, asphodel, poppy, chamomile, red columbine, hydrangea, rhododendron, dark crimson rose and queen of the night

Snapdragons Vs A bouquet of lily, red spider lily, daffodils and milkweed

A bouquet of rainflower, green carnation, camelia, nightshade, mulberry and purple lilac Vs Red Anemone

Side B

Strelitzia Vs A bouquet of blue violets, trumpet creeper, lavender and green carnation

Hibiscus Syriacus Vs Dandelions 2

Desert Bluebell Vs A bouquet of yellow and purple carnations

A bouquet of poppies, daffodils, daisies, ivy, and purple hyacinths Vs A bouquet of gloriosa (flame lily), veronica, jasione, jacaranda, cyclamen, jasmine and freesia

A bouquet of dandelions and buttercups Vs A bouquet of marigold, yellow and white zinnia, phlox, bluebells, cornflower, gladiolus, rosemary, dark crimson rose and purple cyclamen

A bouquet of orange lilies, yellow roses, buttercups, aconite, sunflower, hollyhock and lotus Vs bouquet of jasmine, milkweed, dandelion, poppy and oenothera

A bouquet of oleander, refflesia (corpse flower), trigidia, hyacinth, hollyhock, Iberis (candytuft) and orange tulip Vs A bouquet of lily of the valley and amaryllis

A bouquet of marigolds, tuberose, and dandelions Vs A bouquet of daffodil and pansy

A bouquet of amaranth, orange brugmansia, delphinium, honeysuckle and white aster Vs A bouquet of plumeria, fawn lily, magnolia and star grass

A bouquet of gladiolus, snapdragon, canterbury bells, gloriosa (flame lily) and white chrysanthemum Vs A bouquet of fern, rex begonia leaves, black rose, lily, odessa calla lily and green hydrangea

A bouquet of daisies, butterfly weed, orchids, purple lotus and violets Vs A bouquet of striga, mistletoe, and monotropa uniflora

Thistle Vs A bouquet of chestnut flower, lotus, dandelion, fern, thyme, anemone, geranium, holly, magnolia and bluebell

A bouquet of poppy, zygopetalum, echeveria, dandelion, yucca, twinspur , lotus, tagetes, ursinia, purple hyacinth and hibiscus Vs A bouquet of amaryllis, dicentra, red spider lily and white roses

Oleander Vs A bouquet of blue and purple daisies, desert lilies and black tulips

A bouquet of black eyed Susan, geranium and a tall sunflower Vs A bouquet of forsythia, holly, yellow hyacinth, petunia, viscaria and orange lilys

A bouquet of arborvitae, gladiolus and begonia Vs Spiderwort

#mod talks

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meat-brick · 3 months

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Blooming Love, A valentines sticker set from Meat Brick. I’ll start by launching just one of the these designs so make sure to comment your favorite. I’ll be posting the print versions of these tonight as well.

Top Right - Blue Hydrangeas

Top Left - Purple Lilacs

Middle Right - Pink Orchids

Middle Left - White Easter Lilies

Bottom Right - Red Tulips

Bottom Left - Yellow Chrysanthemums

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seangelfish · 8 months

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COS PRO

Flower prompts

Eden

Hiyori Tomoe

peony: how do they get their s/o to blush? how does their s/o make them blush?

sunflower: how would they confess their feelings to their crush?

Ibara Saegusa

fennel: what are their kisses like? where do they like to be kissed the most?

peony: how do they get their s/o to blush? how does their s/o make them blush?

yellow tulips: if their s/o is sad, what would they do to make them smile again?

Jun Sazanami

forget-me-nots: what do they do to get their s/o’s attention?

morning glory: what is their favorite form of physical affection

fennel: what are their kisses like? where do they like to be kissed the most?

sweet pea: are they big on cuddling? what is their favorite position to cuddle their s/o in?

red rose: what turns them on the most?

2wink

Valkyrie

Shu Itsuki

daisy: what is their love language, both giving and receiving?

marigold: how jealous do they get? how do they react when they get jealous?

sunflower: how would they confess their feelings to their crush?

Crazy:B

Rinne Amagi

pink camellia: how do they react when their s/o is gone for a week? a month?

marigold: how jealous do they get? how do they react when they get jealous?

Niki Shiina

gardenia: would they be good at keeping a relationship secret, if needed?

sunflower: how would they confess their feelings to their crush?

HiMERU

marigold: how jealous do they get? how do they react when they get jealous?

honeysuckle: if their s/o was hurt, what would they do?

yellow tulips: if their s/o is sad, what would they do to make them smile again?

red chrysanthemums: how long does it take for them to say ‘i love you’?

peony: how do they get their s/o to blush? how does their s/o make them blush?

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territhium · 1 year

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"Where is the honor in marching blindly into our deaths?" - Fives

Flower meanings under cut

Poppy- I am not free-

White chrysanthemum- loyalty and truth-

Black dahlia- betrayal-

Pink carnation- I’ll never forget you-

Iris- faith, trust, wisdom, hope, valor-

Ivy- affection, friendship-

Blue salvia- I think of you-

Sweet woodruff- humility-

Yellow tulip- sunshine in your smile

Orange Lillies- arrogance and pride

Black-eyed Susan- justice

Spring crocus- cheerfulness, youthful gladness

#arc trooper fives #clone trooper fives #tcw fives #ct 5555 #ct 27 5555 #domino squad fives #domino squad #star wars clone wars #tcw #the clone wars #star wars

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warrior-names · 5 months

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Warrior Prefixes: Golden & Gold [Ginger] Cats

Words that aren’t derived from things found in North America or Europe aren’t included.

40+ prefixes under the cut!

Amber-

Barley-

Bee-

Bumble-

Canary-

Celandine-

Chrysanthemum-

Citrus-

Daffodil-

Dandelion-

Gold-

Golden-

Goldenrod-

Goldfinch-

Honey-

Honeysuckle-

Leopard-

Lion-

Marigold-

Nectar-

Pollen-

Primrose-

Ragwort-

Sorrel-

Sun-

Sunflower-

Tanager-

Tansy-

Trefoil-

Tulip-

Vireo-

Warbler-

Wasp-

Wheat-

Yarrow-

Yellow-

#warrior names #prefixes #/ Region:#North America #Europe #/ Clan:#all Clans #/ Colors:#golden #gold #ginger #/ Reach:#TumblrClan #warriors #warrior cats #warriors oc #warriors roleplay #oc inspiration #oc inspo

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carpenoctxrn · 1 year

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Doctor. Doctor. (Spencer Reid xFemReader)

Chapter 4: The Arrival (Part two)

Chapter 3 is here

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Warning: mentions of receiving fingering. Submissive Reader. Cussing. Porn Video. mentions of masturbation. Reader wanting to be stalked. Hand kink. Size kink.

P.O.V Y/N

My breath hitched in my throat. As I felt heat rising to my cheeks and my heart accelerating in excitement.

How could I forget? The survey.

A few months ago there was a survey link posted on Doctor’s website. He had just come out with a masturbation + dirty talk video and I had squirted so many times that in my sex haze mindset I filled it out.

In that form he didn’t ask for pictures, just basic questions such as what are your hobbies, favourite food, author, and an optional question. Your phone number.

“It's not that I don't trust you Gavin, I just know Y/N and her charms,” Phil commented as he sat down.

Snapping back to the present I looked at Phil and gave an eyeroll to him whilst a shy smile with a wave of my hand to Gavin. Phil pulled out the parking lot and began racing down the main street that eventually connected to the interstate freeway.

“We’ll be late by thirty minutes,” I said, stating the obvious.

“I know, I know. I’m planning on blaming it on the cakes,” Phil said jokingly.

“I don’t know if we can do that to those cakes, Gavin put in a lot of work into them. Especially since they are all made to order,” I teased back Phil.

If he were an anime you could see forehead shadow twitching on his head.

“Seriously Y/N do. Not. under. any . circumstance. fuck . the. One. dude. Who. I. Enjoy. Drinking. With,” He said, enunciating every word.

“I will not fuck him,” I said grabbing Phils bicep as he looked at me, “I solemnly swear to just flirt with him and that's it,”

“I am okay with that,” Phil said.

My phone vibrated a bit and I opened it up to see a text message from the unknown number aka Doctor.

So doctor, do I get an address in exchange for my introduction?

A blushing smile graced my face at his text and I quickly turned my face away from Phil’s line of sight. God Doctor just seemed to feel me with buzz. The thought of him texting me was exhilarating. Him texting me about a potential secret fuckfest between us whilst I’m in a car with someone else, that ignited a much darker invigorating feeling. I crossed my legs as the familiar pulse of my pussy spread through the bottom of my core. I could feel the potential arousal slicking every move I made.

Y/N: That depends doctor.

I teased him. God I didn’t even know if it was working or if this man is even a doctor or even a man. But the mystery was what captivated, the what if’s.

Doctor: On what?

Y/N: What can you offer me more than your name?

Doctor: I’ve given you my name yet you haven’t given anything. I believe this is unfair, Doctor.

Y/N: You introduced yourself to me, it was the polite thing to do.

Y/N: A societal norm for basic interactions.

Doctor: Point noted. What would you like instead?

Y/N: I want…….

Y/N: I want you to find me.

Doctor: Why?

Y/N: Because the idea of being stalked is more arousing than it should be, but being stalked by a masked man has a certain forbidden do or die feeling to it.

Doctor: I didn’t expect you to be so open to a stranger so quickly.

Y/N: Clearly we haven’t met in a bar.

Doctor: Clearly cause then I wouldn’t be stranger.

“We’re here,” Said Phil as he parked the car in the driveway of a beautiful villa like home.

The sky was a beautiful canvas of purple, pink, and blue. Smooth rigids of different clouds battled to reflect the golden hue emitted from the sunsetting.

Walking to the big mahogany door through a well watered garden drew a smile on my face. The roses, chrysanthemum, and tulips were in shades of white, yellow, and oranges. They looked so complimented.

“Ah Phil!” Said a very exquisite looking old man. His coat was all black suede, fitting him to a T.

“Agent Rossi, good to see you,” Said Phil shaking his hand as he held onto the two boxes of goodies.

“Agent is for when we are on the clock. Off the clock, I’m David,” he spoke with a calmness to his voice.

“David the Writer you mean,” Said a blonde woman who seemed to be in the late 50’s but appeared 40. She wore a white dress with floral imprints whilst her hair was tied beautifully, “Hi, I’m Krystall,” she introduced herself to Phil as she shook his hand.

“It’s nice to meet you Ms. Krystall, I’m Philips Brooks, and this my friend Dr. Y/N Monterey,” Phil said with kindness as he exchanged formalities.

“Oh my, don’t you look like belle,” Krystall said as she came towards me and hugged me, “Come in now, it's freezing outside,” she said as she guided me inside as she asked me, “So what type of a doctor are you?”

“Oh I am a Family Medicine doctor. I mostly work with patients of all ages who have chronic diseases and general complications,” I responded with a shy smile and felt my cheeks burning.

I prided myself in my work but the reaction I would get from most people made it seem like I was boasting.

“How lovely, you know my daughter wanted to be a doctor but she soon realised any sight of blood made her nauseous,” Krystall spoke lovingly as she guided me to the kitchen that was conveniently right next to the patio that showed a group of people enjoying a drink around the fire or dancing.

“Here you go,” Phil said as he handed me the two boxes of cupcakes. My mouth worded out a small meak thank you that was barely audible.

You see I realised my beautiful clothes, my astounding jewellery and my makeup is my comfort when meeting people I do not know. It's a facade I put together that allows them to like me better. And if they like me better I’ll be more comfortable being my horny, with a dark humour, funny self with them that cusses like a sailor when given the chance.

Feeling myself getting shy of all the new people around me I quickly took the opportunity with my cupcakes to make a conversation with Krystall.

“Where would you like these?” I say softly with a smile and wide eyes.

“Oooh I have the perfect cupcake stand for these!” Exclaimed Krystall as she raised on her tippy toes to grab something from the tall cabinet but failed to reach it.

“Here maybe I could get it?” I offered. Seeing as my 5 inch heel added a good height to me but alas it wasn't enough. However I did not stop. I still went on my tippy toes and kept trying to reach the box.

Taking a deep breath I stretched again. Another deep breath and I changed my approach to how I was reaching for the box. Finally taking another deep breath I could smell a musky scent of sandalwood with light notes of salt. With confused furrowed eyebrows, I turned around to find whose scent invaded my senses.

My eyes were met with a Dr. Who tied, tucked neatly in a black silk vest that matched the black shirt inside. I feared looking up, scared I would accidentally create a more awkward situation.

Instead I looked down a bit, the black fitted trousers that the men in front of me was wearing which paired perfectly with dark brown leather dressing shoes and belt. The mahogany tones of the shoes and belt made sure to compliment his entire outfit. He looked slick and so alluring.

The figure in front of me stepped away and spoke.

“Here’s the cupcake,” a familiar voice said.

“Thank you Spencer, I was scared that Dr. Y/N might fall with her going on the tips of her toes,” Krystall spoke as she opened the box, “Especially with those high heels,” her voice carried out and wavering a bit as she took the cupcake stand out of the box.

As she sat the cupcake in it's place in the centre of the appetisers presented on top of the beautiful marbled counter top I looked over to Dr. Spencer Reid.

Stepping in front of him to get his attention I made eye contact with him. A sudden rush of goosebumps tingled from the tip of my shoulders to the bottom of my spine. The invasion of sandalwood and salt brought forth a comfort that felt misplaced to be present. Smiling, I opened my mouth to speak.

“Thank you for helping me,” I said kindly. Genuinely appreciating his generous action.

“It was no problem really. I saw you struggling from across the room and decided to use my height for a much needed advantage.” He ended his sentence with his bottom lip in his mouth whilst forming a smile and an awkward head nod.

“Well I am happy you appeared before Phil did, if not instead of helping me he would have stood there and teased me for my height,” I said laughing a bit trying to show my appreciation towards but also to lighten the mood.

In an awkward situation if someone lacks more confidence than me I tend to feel confident enough to talk. Damn I am submissive.

“Like I said, it was no problem. I thought you would have reacted differently.” He said genuinely with the same look on his face with the same nod.

“How would I have reacted differently?” I asked genuinely confused at this claim.

“Well, I kind of stood so directly behind you that I thought you would have seen that as an inappropriate gesture.” Spencer said as he broke eye contact and his eyes darted to the ground. But not before I could observe his cheeks become painted in a light pink hue.

Is he blushing or his he embarrassed?

“Oh it wasn’t inappropriate at all. I promise. It just felt to me like you were helping me out and I am so grateful for that. If not I would have fallen on my face for sure. You stood behind me VERY professionally Dr. Reid,” I said whilst calming him down but also joking with him.

“Oh, that makes me feel less awkward then,” he said as he looked up again with an actual smile framing his face.

My eyebrows flinched a bit as I realised how attractive he looked. His long tousled hair was messy but it provided another layer of shadow on top of his stubble that framed his already chiselled cheek bones.

His all black attire resembled somewhat of a those fictionally men who are indespicablely hot and are maliciously good in bed. The men who are intoxicating by just their scent, their height, their hands, their presence, and just their being.

Suddenly I felt all the confidence I had previously washed away from me as I realised that this man in front of me is attractive to me. A nervous lump of breath I swallowed hoping to gain some sort of traction back.

Cupcakes!

“Oh Krystall! Where would you….” I spoke suddenly trying to break the small seconds of silence that had formed. Turning around as I said those words I saw Krystall outside dancing and some of the cupcakes up on the cupcake stand and majority left.

“I think I am just going to help Krystall a bit and put those cupcakes away,” I stated as I excused myself and planted myself right by the cupcake stand and the cupcakes.

“Here I’ll help,” Spencer said as he stepped right next to me. His scent fueled every breath I took. His warmth radiated to my entire body and announced its presence to my very soul with his heat. My heart beated faster whilst my hands moved timidly whilst walking next to him.

The task at hand was simple, pick up a cupcake and put it on the stand carefully. My head knew that and so did my heart but my body felt weak doing such a simple task. It didn't help that the size difference between us was making me feel intimidated. And I LOVED feeling this way.

Feeling like a ragdoll that he can push against the counter and have his way with me.

Don't compare your hands.

DON'T COMPARE YOUR HANDS!!

The only reasonable thought that ran through my head. I knew the dark thoughts that would be roused at the sight of our hand size difference. I knew what I would be thinking for the next two hours. I knew that if I avoided putting my hand right next to him I’ll be fine.

“Hey can you put this last cupcake, I’ll just run the empty boxes down to the bin on the side of the house,” Spencer explained innocently.

OH. MY. SEX KARMA. HOW COULD YOU!

“Ofcourse,” I said, smiling.

Gulping in a ball of air my cold fingertips of my right hand grabbed the cupcake, only for it to be so damn weak from touching his fingertip that I dropped it.

Jerking forward I grabbed the bottom of the cupcake with both hands whilst Spencer’s hand came underneath both my hands. His hands were warm and massive. It took One and a Half of my hands to make One of his hands completely.

“Sorry” I whispered meekly as I turned away from him to begin my cursed thoughts of clumsiness and size kink.

Imagine being clumsy and he uses his huge hands to stabilise you. His hands provide warmth but as he inches closer, closer to the edge of your backless dress the warmth I felt is replaced with exciting goosebumps.

Where would his hand stop?

Would they leave big red imprints on my ass?

Would he bend me over and stand behind me? As one of his hands fingers my pussy and the other holds my hand above me?

I guess now at least I have something to keep my mind busy with so I’m not severely socially awkward.

Hopefully nothing gets in my mind during this time.

My mind spoke as a small comforting smile formed.

“I can’t believe you're crushing on a man you met ten minutes ago,” Phil exclaimed in a whispered tone.

“I can’t help it. He's just so…god I don’t know he flusters me,” I spoke trying to make sense of what is happening to me and what I was feeling towards the man known as Dr. Spencer Reid.

“Y/N don’t bring in your whoreness into this circle. These people matter to me,” He spoke sincerely.

“I promise I won’t do anything for you to be ashamed of me,” I said genuinely.

“Thank you, I love you, you know,” He said while hugging me.

“I know I love you too Phil,” I said, hugging him back.

Phil and I were close in the sense we shared our losses with each other and celebrated our victories together. I did it because I didn't have anyone. He did it because he didn't have anyone either.

Saying I love you was rare but common in our relationship, in a platonic sense it was always said and implied. We never had romantic feelings for each other that much we knew well enough.

Smiling, I stepped back to the sound of coughing from Phils hug.

“Phil, hey,” Spoke Spencer awkwardly

A/N: First of all yes this takes place after season 14 and has minor adjustment. No spoiler regarding Season 14 or 15.

Chapter 5 is here

Taglist: @hopelessromantichopefulthinking @lovemesickly @awesomeness1679

#Spencer reid x reader #spencer reid xreader #Dr. spencer reid x reader #Dr. spencer reid xreader #Spencer reid x y/n #Spencer reid x y/n smut #Spencer reid x female #Criminal Minds #Dr. spencer reid x reader smut #Spencer reid smut

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avaloriainfodumping · 3 months

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The flower language of the Sissinancuan gnomes is very complex, allowing for both simple messages like "I will love you forever," to "I heard your mother was arrested for murder last week, is that true?"

And if you're wondering how you do the latter message, it's blue tulip (mother), black tulip (the recipient's mother, not the sender's), two columbines (represents legal trouble, two means someone got arrested), red chrysanthemum (murder), yellow primrose (time in weeks), and black heart flower (a fictional flower that, when paired with primroses, means time in the past instead of the future), all wrapped in yellow ribbon (which basically means you're asking if something happened).

I love putting way too much thought into Avaloria.

#fantasy world #worldbuilding #writers on tumblr #avaloria #fictional culture #gnomes #fantasy gnomes #flower language

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indigo-o · 10 months

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40+ followers event!

if the there's one thing to know about me is that I love flowers! Any and all soooooo

The boutique flowers event has opened!

First the rules

No smut NSFW or anything like that and please respect that rule Im writing for bsd and any character from bsd

now that the rules here's the colors

Red: comfort

Orange: angst

Yellow: mystery

Green: fluff

Blue: Soulmate

Purple: dark (color)

Pink: yandere

Now that you've chosen the color of your flower now you must chose your flower Rose: I'll never leave you I promise Lily: you act like an all knowing God or some shit Allium: trust me when I'm here no one cam hurt you not even when I'm gone Azalea: I'm fine it's just some blood not poison Begonia:I hate you, you hate me let's team up and kill (agency of choice lmao) Caladium: this (article of clothing depending character)is so soft and warmmmm Calendula: if don't get in this house/apartment your going to get sick Chrysanthemums: your perfect just the way you are Coneflower: your hair is just so softtttt Daffodil: you will listen to me, I'm trying to save you Dead Nettle: you are mine all mine Hydrangea: London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down Lavender: good thing you can bake cause I sure can't Pansy: you fake bitch Lilac: your just so fragile Daisy: someone sure knows how to dance sunflower: *snaps picture* I think it's the golden hour tulip: your so interesting so Innocent Chamomile: your my reason, the reason I get up, the reason I check my phone to see if I have a message from you (That's for my wife, that's her favorite flower)

If you want multiple dialog prompts then aske for color flower flower: example: red roses and lillys

Or red and orange lillys

Make sure you say for who!

Have a great time

Love yall and thank you so so so much!!!!

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #edger allan poe x reader #bsd x you #fyodor x reader #poe x reader #fluff #nikolai gogol x reader #ranpo x reader #fukuzawa x reader #fyodor dostoevsky x reader #fyodor dostoyevsky bsd #bsd nikolai #bsd nikolai gogol #nikolai x reader #nikolai gogol #atsushi nakajima #atsushi x reader #kunikida x reader

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roselyn-writing · 10 months

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HC of Harumi Rose (Second one actually!)

“I’m fire itself! I dare you to touch me!”

_______Harumi Rose Hasashi.

Harumi Rose loves all types of roses and flowers, but she has some favourite rose names. She has a vast garden of her favourite flowers and roses.

Her favourite flowers/roses.

Sunflower 🌻

Tsubaki/Japonica camellia (Japanese Camellia).

Boule de neige rose.

Chrysanthemum

English Rose.

Sakura or cherry blossoms 🌸

Red Roses 🌹

Dahlia flower (any colour, but she loves the yellow colour especially)

Yellow peonies.

Water lily.

Lilies.

Perennial Geranium.

Calla Lily.

SnapDragon

Yellow and red tulips.

Daffodils flowers.

Camellia.

Favourite snack:

Taiyaki.

Mochi.

Daifuku.

Pets:

4 red foxes (Kitsu and Akiko female ones, and the two males Hisoka & Jiro).

Allen a Spiritual dragon guide made of her fire essence.

Hobbies:

Making Bjds (ball jointed dolls).

Art.

Shopping.

Taking care of the Fire gardens.

Abilities/Powers

🔥Pyrokinesis

🔥Flame control ( she can control and command the fire)

🔥Fire manipulation.

🔥Fire absorption, just like her father.

🔥Heat absorption

🔥Fire generation.

🔥Fire attacks

🔥Fire detection

🔥Fire immunity.

🔥Absolute burning.

🔥Energy fire manipulation.

🔥Mass-energy manipulation.

🔥Pyrokinetic constructs (she can make things out of fire and they come alive either to defend her or help her), Allen is an example of her fire Pyrokinetic constructs.

🔥Pyro-telekinesis.

Flight via magic. ✨

🔥Telekinesis via magic.

🔥 Oxygen manipulation (she learned it from older Aliyaa)

🔥Oxygen-independent fire generation.

🔥Primordial fire manipulation.

🔥Fire empowerment.

🔥Fire teleportation.

🔥Fire sealing.

🔥Firestorm creation.

🔥Flame-shield.

🔥Glowing eyes via magic.