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#flower symbolism
novlr · 8 months
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The symbolism of flowers
Flowers have a long history of symbolism that you can incorporate into your writing to give subtext.
Symbolism varies between cultures and customs, and these particular examples come from Victorian Era Britain. You'll find examples of this symbolism in many well-known novels of the era!
Amaryllis: Pride
Black-eyed Susan: Justice
Bluebell: Humility
Calla Lily: Beauty
Pink Camellia: Longing
Carnations: Female love
Yellow Carnation: Rejection
Clematis: Mental beauty
Columbine: Foolishness
Cyclamen: Resignation
Daffodil: Unrivalled love
Daisy: Innocence, loyalty
Forget-me-not: True love
Gardenia: Secret love
Geranium: Folly, stupidity
Gladiolus: Integrity, strength
Hibiscus: Delicate beauty
Honeysuckle: Bonds of love
Blue Hyacinth: Constancy
Hydrangea: Frigid, heartless
Iris: Faith, trust, wisdom
White Jasmine: Amiability
Lavender: Distrust
Lilac: Joy of youth
White Lily: Purity
Orange Lily: Hatred
Tiger Lily: Wealth, pride
Lily-of-the-valley: Sweetness, humility
Lotus: Enlightenment, rebirth
Magnolia: Nobility
Marigold: Grief, jealousy
Morning Glory: Affection
Nasturtium: Patriotism, conquest
Pansy: Thoughtfulness
Peony: Bashfulness, shame
Poppy: Consolation
Red Rose: Love
Yellow Rose: Jealously, infidelity
Snapdragon: Deception, grace
Sunflower: Adoration
Sweet Willian: Gallantry
Red Tulip: Passion
Violet: Watchfulness, modesty
Yarrow: Everlasting love
Zinnia: Absent, affection
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holmes-ja · 7 months
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The birth flowers of August are Gladiolus and Poppy, symbolising... well, depends who you ask. I'll pick perseverence and imagination.
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cautiouscrab · 7 days
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Alright so after having looked through hypnos’ new design I have something to say. The poppies.
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So I’ve already seen someone post about this ( @blamethecows-draws ) and yes!! Poppies do symbolize his son, but they are also closely related to Hypnos himself. Now I’m not sure how they were in terms of Ancient Greece (unfortunately my Ancient Greece knowledge is shaky at best), but I am aware of this particular painting from 1874: Sleep and his Half-Brother Death
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In this painting, Hypnos (depicted closest to the audience) holds a few poppies in his hand. Poppies, to my knowledge, were flowers that symbolized not only him as a god, but also death (hence why Thanatos is there too)
What’s interesting, though, is that poppies also symbolize a hope for a more peaceful/calm future. I think that this potentially could tie into the whole PLOT of the game, which is trying to take down the calamity that Kronos has caused
So tldr: poppies symbolize death, the God Hypnos, and hope for a calm future, which is kinda the whole plot of Hades II
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iidiotcat · 3 months
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the lure 🍂
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spookysspoons · 4 months
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I love you dog symbolism. I love you fruit symbolism. I love you insect symbolism. I love you flower symbolism. I love you motifs. I love you poetry.
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omgnoabsolutelynot · 3 months
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"I lost my way, but I've been stronger for the journey."
"My body is a prison no longer."
Visas is such a lovely character. She's been through so much pain and still comes out of it full of trust (assuming you're light side, of course). I gave her a lotus flower, which symbolizes growing through dark times and into the light.
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okulki · 3 months
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Concept
(The fowers are not random~)
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forsapphics · 3 months
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💜
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faetima · 5 days
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𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐚 . .
. . judging by how many times you fell for him, you probably had amnesia.
// tws ; blood !! slight swearing ; gn reader ; modern & high school au, hanahaki au 
a/n: amnesia by boynextdoor is so good i love it sm i want to inject it into my veins
he was so ethereal, whether he was happy, sad, or pissed as fuck.
even as his face curled up into an ugly scowl or fell in despair or suddenly brightened with a subtle and soft smile, you couldn’t but find him absolutely gorgeous.
maybe that was why you were laying here on the ground now, pitifully hacking up pungent and bitter blue hydrangeas.
it was almost funny how the color of them were almost the same as sunday’s hair, just a little more blue than it.
it was also almost amusing how accurately they symbolized his response if you were to tell him your feelings; rejection.
your feelings were concealed within the hydrangeas too — regret and despair.
you sobbed as you heaved up the stupid blue flowers. they flopped onto the once clean floor ungracefully, leaving a trail of blood and mucus, of heartbreak and hopelessness.
maybe it would’ve been better if you had never laid your eyes on sunday in the first place.
as you saw sunday in school the next day, you felt yourself toppling head over heels for him all over again.
at this point you might as well have amnesia with how many times you’ve felt yourself falling in love with him again.
every time you saw his stupidly perfect face, his pretty wings, his fluffy grey-blue hair, you dug your grave deeper than it already was.
why did sunday have to be so fucking perfect, so fucking pretty, and so, so sweet?
it was dumb falling for someone you had barley talked to.
maybe if you pushed your shyness and anxiety aside you could’ve talked to him.
maybe you could’ve been acquaintances.
friends.
maybe even lovers.
but, alas, that was never going to happen.
you hated yourself so much — why couldn’t you just fucking talk to him? what the hell was wrong with you?
you sobbed, coughing out more of those wretched blue hydrangeas.
you were going to get the surgery.
it was useless dying over someone who didn’t even know you.
you could live without knowing him.
now you would get amnesia for real.
you woke up blearily, blinded by the extremely bright fluorescent lights of the hospital.
you did it.
you finally got the surgery.
you couldn’t remember what you got it done for, though.
after recovering, your parents saw fit for you to go back to school again.
you sat in your english class, waiting for your peers to fill up the empty room.
you watched people file in, chatter filling the room, bouncing off the walls.
and then you saw a face.
an extremely pretty face, paired with almost piercing yellow eyes and hair that reminded you of blue hydrangeas.
suddenly you started coughing. you brought your elbow to your mouth, muffling your coughs.
pulling away your face, a single blue petal drifted down to the ground, a little bit in front of you.
and then it was crushed by none other than sunday.
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quail-in-red · 1 year
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I originally planned these as pendant portraits/a diptych of sorts but I got impatient & posted the Draco one early lol. It’s ok though, they’re together now 😌
Harry with calendulas and Draco with rhododendrons
can you tell I’ve spent a lot of time around gothic/14th century paintings
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There’s blood in my hair.
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iheartmangomonster · 3 months
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"No time for the past if you're speedin' by me, Breaker-breaker, you there? Keep me company" (drive me, crazy- orville peck)
did you know there is a type of forget-me-not flower called "bluebird"? Funny haha right..... right guys...?
oh jay...
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cherryzlem · 21 days
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(Reblogs help me out so so much btw 🙏🙏)
Arthur your whimpering is awfully distracting
…no, no i couldn’t find any better quote from this podcast, anyways: IVE FOUND MORE GAY PEOPLE TO OBSESS OVER YAPIII
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darkscorpiox · 3 days
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I saw this among Saya’s concept sketches and wondered if the flowers put in her hair were chosen for a specific reason.
After hours of searching online, the closest I could find which corresponds to said flowers was the Duranta erecta (common name(s): golden dewdrop, pigeon berry).
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In Japan, they mostly mean “I will watch over you (あなたを見守る)”, which is likely why these flowers were picked, knowing what happened to Saya in the game.
If the hand who put them in Saya’s hair was Masamune/Yashiki’s, then it can imply that he either promised to watch over her or regarded her as his guardian angel.
The bond those two share is such a beautiful, yet bittersweet thing. 🥲
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myovin · 7 months
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Flower symbolism:
Delphinium (Powder): the dreamer’s heart, openheartedness, ardent attachment
Forget-Me-Not (Jinx): remembrance, hope, power
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ellypse · 2 months
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red spider lily - death, separation, rebirth
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