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mmeqkoi · 2 years
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morallyinept · 3 months
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I mentioned on a previous Ask that I used to be a florist, (man, do I miss that job...) and lovely @doughmonkey suggested I should match the Pedro Boys with flowers... so, here you are! 🪻🌷🌻
Enjoy! 🖤
Jett's Pedro Boy Rambles Masterlist
Flora & Fauna Masterlist
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The sunniest flower for our sunniest Pedro Boy, Javi. Sunflowers often represent the sun and Javi just beams like it, doesn't he? Sunflowers also bring good fortune, and represent a long life and lasting happiness. It is often seen as a symbol of faith and devotion, radiating positivity and hope. In some Eastern religions, such as Buddhism, sunflowers are considered sacred and represent spiritual enlightenment. Or, divine inspiration, as Javi would say...
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Sweet Peas represent goodbyes and yearning. In Victorian England, for example, sweet peas were often given as a sign of departure or goodbye to a loved one. Considering Joel has lost Sarah, I'd say a Sweet Pea would be a good representation of a flower for Joel. Sweet Peas also can mean blissful pleasure, friendship and gratitude. They come in all sorts of colours too, such as shades of white, pink, coral, red, violet and blue, and some combining two colours.
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More subtle than the bold traditional red rose, pink roses typically symbolise admiration, happiness, and love. Pink roses also symbolise sweetness, femininity, appreciation, and admiration - all traits that this handsome agent showers in abundance towards his love interest. I think receiving a bunch of beautiful pink, velvety roses from Marcus Pike would totally sweep you off your feet and totally convince you to go to Washington DC with him.
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Red poppies are worn as a symbol of support for the Armed Forces community, and to remember our fallen military personnel. The poppy is a common symbol that has been used to represent everything from peace to death, and even simply sleep. Seeing as Frankie worked in the forces, he would probably tuck a red poppy flower behind your ear then kiss you sweetly, as he walks hand-in-hand with you through the local Veteran Day Parade.
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In the language of flowers, wild heliotrope symbolises devotion and an everlasting love, which when you think about Whiskey losing his sweetheart and baby boy, this flower couldn't be more perfect for him. It has a delicious scent and the flowers follow the sun as it tracks across a winters day, hence the name "Heliotrope" which is derived from the Greek Helios meaning sun and tropos meaning 'turn' or 'direction'. Everlasting love is a journey that you rarely falter from the path, so I imagine Whiskey would choose this flower to place on the grave of his sweetheart and baby boy.
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Passion flowers, not only look a little alien in their bloom, they also have healing properties, which Ezra could do with in abundance, right? Roman Catholic priests of the late 1500's named it for the Passion (suffering and death) of Jesus Christ. And Kevva, has this prospector suffered... Passion Flower can incite love and passion and help you attract companionship. A perfect flower to represent my main man Ezra, I think...
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Colourful, fun and a little kooky looking, gerbera daisies are just flowers that make me smile in abundance. And so does Dieter Bravo. Yellow gerbera daisies tend to symbolize cheerfulness and celebration. Orange gerberas convey that the person you present it to is the sunshine of your life. Red gerberas represent an unconscious love or to be fully immersed in love. White gerberas symbolise innocence and purity. Pink gerberas are a symbol of admiration, adoration, or high esteem for someone. I imagine Dieter would love these because he would be attracted to the variety of colours and they would make him smile, even when high...
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Black dahlias aren't truly black, but rather a very deep shade of crimson that appear black. They symbolise betrayal and sadness, so shouldn't be gifted lightly. It also represents inner strength, likely due to the plant's ability to tolerate such harsh conditions. Although a stunning flower to behold, the symbolism doesn't come without it's notoriety; they're associated with the infamous murder of Elizabeth Short (The Black Dahlia Murder) in 1947 in Los Angeles. Black dahlias and Dave York? Nuff' said.
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A flower with a bite, just like Max. A carnivorous plant, this flower eats insects. They have simple nodding flowers and leaves modified as hollow pitchers, which function to passively trap insects, luring them with nectar, then digesting them or drowning them with fluids, later to be absorbed by the plant. So, although it looks pretty and alluring on the outside, beware whats hidden underneath - just like our feisty vampire, Max. Nom.
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Anemones are my most favourite flower. It was believed that the flower sprang from the blood of the slain Adonis, who was a lover of the goddess Aphrodite. As such, anemones are often seen as a symbol of love and passion. And there's no-one more passionate a lover than Javi P, right? Anemone flowers are available in many colors with each symbolizing a different meaning. White anemone flowers symbolize sincerity due to their delicate appearance. Red and pink anemone flowers symbolize death or forsaken love. Purple anemone flowers symbolize protection from evil. I think Javi would be a purple anemone, due to the job he has... he'd definitely protect you.
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With their vibrant orange, yellow and red petals, naturally marigolds are symbols of positive emotions, like joy and excitement. Marigolds also represent energy, good luck, warmth, creativity, prosperity and passion. Oberyn exudes passion in abundance so this flower would be prefect for him. Their vibrant colors and strong fragrance make them an essential part of various traditions, festivals, and rituals worldwide, such as Día de Los Muertos. A perfect flower to represent Oberyn, in both life and death.
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The Ghost Orchid earned its name due to its ghostly white petals and the illusion of floating in mid-air when attached to trees, with no visible roots or leaves. The Ghost Orchid is considered one of the most elusive orchids in existence. Its scarcity and remote habitat have contributed to its mythical status among plant enthusiasts. Due to its unique growth habits and specific environmental requirements, sightings of the Ghost Orchid in the wild are extremely rare. A little like our Mandalorian here in the sense you never see his face, he, like the flower, is elusive and a rare specimen indeed. And when you do get an eventual glimpse of it, it is absolutely breathtaking...
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Holding on to their shape and color long after being cut, strawflowers are said to symbolize immortality and are commonly known as 'Everlasting' flowers. Their endurance and strength is notable and we can compare this to our resident hero of the Pedro Boys, Marcus Moreno. Everlasting flowers symbolize eternal love, hope, and remembrance. They are often used in wedding bouquets, funeral arrangements, and other special occasions to express enduring sentiments and commemorate cherished memories. Considering Marcus is also a widower, this flower is a great choice to represent him.
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The bird of paradise flower symbolizes joyfulness, freedom, anticipation, and excitement. Furthermore, it represents faithfulness, love and thoughtfulness while being the official flower of the ninth wedding anniversary. As someone who is often bogged down in the the dark gloom of investigations, a colourful, peppy flower such as this would brighten Tim's mood instantly after coming home from a long day of work.
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Tiger lilies represent courage, strength, and confidence. The main red tiger lily meaning is passion. White tiger lily meaning can be described as purity. Pero would be of the red variety, considering he wields such strength, courage and confidence on the battlefield. Tiger lilies also have healing properties and the lance leaf tiger lily is native to China. Apt considering Pero fights there...
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Giving someone one of these small blossoms is a pledge that you will never forget them and that you will think of them often. For this reason, they're also considered a symbol of fidelity and faithfulness. Forget-me-nots represent true love and giving someone this flower means you truly love and respect this person. Similarly to making a wish, if Max gifts you with these flowers, he's not likely to forget you in a hurry.
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The most classic of them all, a red rose is a perfect choice for a significant other. This stunning shade most popularly stands for passion and communicates love. It's the rose of romance and deep feelings, but can also relay desire, beauty, victory, harmony, joy, luck, pride and martyrdom. Which if you're familiar with Silva and his traits, this flower is the perfect choice for him.
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A flower that is not very common, Petunias display feelings of deep resentment and anger. Despite their amazingly striking appearance, they take people by surprise because of their shocking underlying meanings. And if you know a thing or two about Veracruz, you know he's just like a Petunia - beautiful on the outside, but sinister and resentful on the inside...
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souppiemousse · 2 years
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Lively Bouquets 🌼
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Flower meanings!!!
Grian:
Yellow Rose: Jealousy (at least in victorian times)
Black Dahlia: Betrayal/Sadness
Striped carnation: Regret/Refusal
Red Dahlia: Betrayal/ Dishonesty
Purple Hyacinth: Sorrow, I'm sorry
Scar:
Lavender: Devotion, silence, calmness
Daisy: Purity, innocence
Buttercups: Joy, happiness
Red Chrysanthemums: Love and passion
White chrysanthemums: Loyalty and honesty
Pink Camilla: longing for someone
Pls reblog, it helps the artist!! :))
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kit27x · 8 months
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"The flowers don't lie"
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In betrayal and loss. The wind does not have a thought. Remembrance of regrets and warnings that are near. Cautious and dishonest words that were never truly here. Leave me to drown in the petals While my body settles. The flowers don’t lie. Unlike how you had all this time while I die. Sorrow runs through my core. The wind left the gore. Nostalgia leaves us wondering. Could anything else have left you shuddering? My grave is here in this desolate wasteland. Where you may stand. Lost to the moon's shadow. Did everything to you feel shallow? A mystery to me that will haunt your dreams. Would you have all but seen this as some scheme? Would the sky miss the wind? The sun was blind. Fire and smoke. Words and promises revoke. The flowers don’t lie. Here is where the moon had to die.
Different versions below and flower meanings!
Red dahlia-betrayal and dishonestly Black dahlias-betrayal and sadness Alcea rosea -Please remember me, epiphany, remembrance, nostalgia Asphodel-my regrets follow you to the grave Butterfly weed- 'leave me' or 'you've been warned.' Aconite-‘hatred’ and ‘be cautious.’ Begonia flowers-warning or caution. Moon flower- Mystery and dreaminess
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minghaoyoudoin · 2 years
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Deal - Part II
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pairing: mafia boss!hyunjin x mafia boss!fem!reader
genre: angst, smut (minors, SCRAM!!), mafia au, enemies to lovers
words: 6k
warnings: dom!hyunjin, sub!reader, mentions of seasickness, mentions of alcohol, one of the characters is a misogynistic asshole, mentions of violence and hypothetical violence, hyunjin is a bit possessive hehe, jealousy, tension, making out, light marking, orgasm denial, rough sex (sorta?), body worship (also sorta), fingering, oral sex (f. receiving), begging, use of the color system, unprotected sex (🤨), multiple positions, a teaspoon of degradation, cuddling, cockwarming if you stare at it with your eyes crossed, some tense fluff at the end, and I'm sure I missed a few but oh well lol
a/n: BACK AT IT AGAIN Y'ALL!! please be aware that this is part TWO, I highly recommend reading part one first. thank you so much for your kind responses to the first part, I am endlessly thankful and, most importantly, am a simp for hyunjin (!!!) there are mature themes dealt with in this fic, readers please beware!
- also featuring jihyo of twice, everyone say hi jihyo!
- read part one here
- read part three here
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You started the game. Hyunjin intends to finish it.
It was a general rule among people in your line of work that you didn’t send gifts unless you had an ulterior motive. A bribe, a threat, or an encoded message—sometimes a mix of the three. Those were the categories your late father had forced you to memorize in your youth.
The painting propped in front of you was no different.
It had been delivered three hours ago in an unmarked package. Now, it was in the center of your grand foyer, propped against a sculpture on the center table.
“What does it mean?” Jihyo asked from your left.
You examined the painted bouquet with a forced neutral expression, your head lightly inclined towards one shoulder, and you crossed your arms over your chest.
“The flower on the bottom left is my birth flower. Next to it, a red poppy for blood spilled in war.” You swallowed thickly and continued to the one on its other side, “That one is a daffodil, it’s… his birth flower. And the one on the right is a red dahlia for betrayal.”
Jihyo shuddered, obviously unnerved by the painting. “What’s the big one in the middle?”
You inhaled deeply, staring at the one you hadn’t explained. It was bigger than the previous four, positioned above the others in the center of the bouquet.
“I have no clue. Looks like jasmine, but I don’t know what it means. Maybe he ran out of ideas.” You rolled your shoulders as you spoke, attempting to dissolve some of the tension there. Jihyo glanced at you with a strange expression on her face, but mercifully said nothing. That was partly why she was still employed for you after all these years—she knew when to stop asking questions.
You changed the subject, attempting to force your voice into its usual cool command. “Is my dress ready?”
Jihyo nodded. “It’s upstairs. The gown is beautiful, you’ll look stunning.”
You hoped so. You needed every weapon in your arsenal at its best tonight, and your beauty was one of them.
Unfortunately, insufferable old men were more willing to empty their pockets if your tits looked great.
Jihyo’s phone rang. She offered you a quick, apologetic smile and strode further into the house, her heels clicking on the marble tile. Aside from being your friend, you were grateful for her as an employee. She handled much of the business since you’d assumed control of the Family, allowing you to focus on the part you liked. The dirtier bits.
You gazed at the jasmine painted above the four smaller flowers. It had been crafted with far more care than the others, more detail. You could almost picture Hyunjin in your mind’s eye, painting this for you in the late hours of the night.
You had lied to Jihyo. You knew exactly what the jasmine symbolized, but to voice it aloud would have been an unnecessary risk.
Passion. Sex. Desire.
Leave it to Hyunjin to spill the beans about your… altercation two weeks ago while simultaneously declaring war.
You supposed it was understandable. After all, you had stolen one hundred million dollars’ worth of forged documents from his bedroom after fucking him senseless.
You hadn’t seen him since. Hadn’t even heard anything about him until this painting was delivered. Though it was unsigned and delivered without the official seal of his Family, it wasn’t hard to deduce the artwork’s origin.
Unable to stomach looking at the thing anymore, you placed it face-down on the table and stepped away. There were more important things to worry about tonight than Hwang Hyunjin’s hurt feelings.
The gift certainly sent the message he’d intended it to. To normal people, it would probably just look like a tasteful rendition of a bouquet; to those in this business, it was an obvious threat from one rival to another. But to you, one of the few people in this world who knew Hyunjin behind the mask, it was more.
You and Hyunjin had always preferred the language of flowers. And after two weeks of silence, the flowers were speaking.
See you soon.
“If you vomit, I’m going to push you overboard.”
You shot a dubious glare in Jihyo’s direction, your forearms braced on the metal railing. It was a mistake—the second you looked away from the small green light you’d been using as a stationary object across the bay, a wave of nausea rose in your stomach.
“You do that—” you cut yourself off, momentarily closing your eyes while you mastered your need to hurl. After a moment, you began again, “If you do that, I’m seriously gonna—” Your sentence was interrupted by a hiccup.
Okay, maybe talking wasn’t your best option right now.
Jihyo giggled. “Now would you let me put a seasickness patch on you? I said you would need one before we even got on this yacht, but nooo—”
“What’s that boat?” You abruptly asked. Jihyo followed your line of sight to the small yacht that was pulling up alongside the one you stood on. It was probably a quarter of the size, meant for speed rather than luxury entertainment.
“I heard someone talking about selling their share of the papers after they bought them from us.” Jihyo peered at the smaller boat as it drifted closer to the boarding deck. “Probably the buyer.”
Your eyes narrowed. “Figure out who it is. I don’t want to be surprised.”
Jihyo nodded wordlessly and gestured for one of your guards to do as you’d asked. They stepped away, phone pressed to their ear.
When another hiccup nearly brought your outrageously expensive dinner with it, you hastily beckoned for Jihyo to put the damn seasickness patch on you. Thankfully, she did so without commentary.
You touched the small patch behind your ear, more than a little skeptical. You had no idea how this thing was supposed to work, but you didn’t feel like biting the hand that fed you. Anything that would help you get through the next twelve hours on this godforsaken boat was good enough for you.
“Do you think it’s late enough for me to hide in my suite without raising suspicions?” You asked, not bothering to hide the edge of desperation in your voice.
Jihyo offered a pitying smile. No, then.
“Ugh, why?” You let your forehead fall against the metal railing, appreciating its cool temperature. “We already sold the papers, we’re a hundred million dollars richer—what more do they want from me?”
You were already upset enough that you had to spend the night on this yacht. The buyers you’d found for the tax documents were a reclusive CEO of some tech company and his board of trustees, whose one condition for setting up the deal had been that it be on their turf. In your impatience to sell, you’d hastily agreed.
Now you were seasick on a boat at one in the morning while the exclusive party went on inside.
“I think Mr. Chae wants to sleep with you. He was looking for you after dinner.”
You laughed humorlessly. “That’s great. How disappointingly stereotypical of him.”
Jihyo knew without you explicitly saying. You would not have sex with the man in his fifties tonight. Not only was the age difference not your thing, but he wasn’t—
Nope.
You halted your thoughts with an iron grip. You would not go down that road tonight.
You straightened, smoothing your silk gown onto your sides. Your friend had been right—it looked beautiful. The smooth fabric was a shimmering gold, excess silk pooling at your breasts but skintight around your waist and hips. The skirt swished around your legs as you stepped back from the railing and sighed.
“I won’t entertain these bastards. We got what we came for.” Jihyo nodded tightly as you spoke. You were certain that the energy indoors was as uncomfortable for her as it was for you. “We’ll make small talk as we walk, but I intend to be in bed in the next ten minutes.”
You strode to the glass doors with your chin held high, piecing back together your aura of casual dominance. It helped that the five trained bodyguards you’d brought with you tonight immediately fanned into a diamond formation around you as you walked.
People in various levels of finery milled around inside, chatting amongst themselves. You offered fake gentle smiles to anyone who dared make eye-contact with you. That was your favorite game to play—let them guess why the young, pretty girl was called the Viper Queen.
“There you are!”
You stopped in your tracks and mentally groaned at the booming voice that spoke from behind you. You took a moment to stitch a friendly smile onto your face before you turned.
“Mr. Chae, how are you?” You greeted pleasantly.
The man approached with the grace of an elephant, very obviously drunk. A sheen of sweat sparkled on his forehead, the gray in his hair yellowed by the artificial light. Your guards looked at you when the man shoved between them and you made a hand signal against your hip. Allow it but be ready.
“I was wondering where you went, little bird.” His eyes shone with intent and you fought the urge to vomit again, though not from seasickness. “You had me thinking you just came here for my money.”
“Perhaps I did.”
Though you meant what you said, Mr. Chae laughed. If you wouldn’t have been immediately shot for it, you would have kicked him in the shin.
“Are you enjoying my boat?”
A wave rocked the floor beneath you and your stomach twisted. “It’s lovely. How’s your wife?”
His expression sobered a bit at your pointed mention of the wife he’d conveniently forgotten about. He spoke, but his response was lost on you when Jihyo suddenly gripped your elbow.
You glanced at her, then did a double-take at the alarm on her face.
“What is it?” You whispered.
“I found out who was on the other boat, it’s—”
Your eyes lifted over her shoulder and the entire world fell from beneath your feet.
Shit.
Hyunjin’s hair was slicked back, the blond wonderfully offsetting his black ensemble as he stepped into the main room. He was so tall that he had to stoop to get through the doorframe, and under different circumstances you might have laughed at the tell-tale annoyance that bracketed his mouth. The blood drained from your face at the seven other bodies that followed his. He’d brought his entire Family.
Hyunjin’s dark eyes immediately found yours.
He smiled.
You couldn’t convince your feet to move as Hyunjin crossed the room with predatory grace, the throng of people parting to let him pass. The others followed close on his heels and you fought the desire to look at your old friends’ faces.
Your guards immediately lined up shoulder to shoulder, a human shield between where you stood and Hyunjin made to approach further.
His smirk made your heart clench as he looked down at you between your guards’ heads.
“Hello, thief.”
“Hi, bastard.”
Your attention was drawn away from Hyunjin’s savage smile by Mr. Chae’s voice, buzzing in your ear like an annoying fly.
“Mr. Hwang, what an unexpected pleasure. Come to join the festivities?”
Hyunjin didn’t look away from you as he responded, “Unfortunately not. I’ve come to collect something which belongs to me.”
“Oh?”
Jihyo’s hand clasped your elbow again, subtly urging you to run. You were inclined to listen. Hyunjin was about to reveal your deceit, you could tell by the glimmer in his eyes and the slight quirk to his full lips.
Whatever response you might have expected, the one-word answer he gave was the furthest thing from it.
“Her.”
All the oxygen left the room as you sucked in a shallow gasp. Mr. Chae barked an incredulous laugh.
“Her?” His beady eyes darted from Hyunjin to you, then back again. “She is a guest on my boat tonight, we just closed a deal not two hours ago—”
“A deal that was only possible because of me.” Hyunjin interrupted, his eyes at last shifting to the older man looming behind your shoulder. He looked down at him, his eyes narrowed with distaste, like he could see exactly why Mr. Chae wanted to keep you from leaving so soon.
You waited for Hyunjin to continue with bated breath. The moment he revealed that the tax documents had been stolen, it was anyone’s game. An exchange of money didn’t matter where guns were involved—whoever was left standing at the end would walk away with everything.
And Hyunjin’s Family always won.
To your surprise, he didn’t elaborate on his so-called involvement in the deal. “She and I have business to attend to. I trust you understand my urgency.”
Mr. Chae blubbered for a moment, unable to find a good enough reason to keep you by his side. You almost wished he would. The second Hyunjin got you alone, he was going to kill you for stealing from him.
At last, you mastered yourself enough to speak. “Mr. Chae, I believe it’s time for me to take my leave.” You ignored Hyunjin completely as you looked at the older man, frustrated color rising in his cheeks. “Thank you for your hospitality, it’s been a pleasure. My men and I can find my suite on our own.”
Hopefully your addition of my men would keep him from following you to your room.
Mr. Chae seemed to deflate, obviously disappointed. “Sleep comfortably, little bird.”
Nausea rose within you again at his ridiculous pet name for you. Hyunjin visibly tensed in your periphery.
You nodded, hoping your intentions didn’t show on your face. You certainly would not sleep comfortably tonight. The second you got to your room, you intended to climb out the window and flee before Hyunjin could find you.
Mercifully, he didn’t move to stop you as you walked around him. A wave of his cologne passed over you, so familiar that it made your knees weak.
You tried and failed not to look at Hyunjin’s friends. Some wouldn’t look at you, but Changbin was grinning like he had half a mind to bash you over the head again. In your effort to look away, you accidentally made eye-contact with Felix.
He’d been your best friend, once upon a time—now he was looking at you with poorly concealed sadness and hurt in his eyes. Like he truly missed you.
You forced yourself to keep walking, Jihyo pressed close to your side.
“Where the hell is the fastest exit in this place?” You hissed the moment you were out of sight. Your men fanned out to secure a perimeter, attempting to keep others away while you made your escape.
“I don’t know. I already sent an SOS to our guys on land, they’re coming as fast as they can.” Jihyo was breathless, whether from fear or walking so fast, you didn’t know. “I think we’ll have to stay in your suite until they get here, but it could be a while.”
“Why?”
“We don’t own a speedboat.”
You wanted to kick the wall. How was it possible that you didn’t own a speedboat?
You shoved your panic down. “Fine, but you can’t stay in my room with me. If he gets in, he’ll kill anyone in the way.”
“I can’t just leave you—”
“You can.” You tugged Jihyo to a stop for a moment, glancing around. By some stroke of luck, the hallway was empty except for the two of you.
You hastily pulled a stack of checks out of your gown. Each was attached to a different bank—separate accounts which had simultaneously paid you ten million dollars each.
You pressed the checks into Jihyo’s hand. “Take these, find my guards and stay out of sight. If I’m not with you when the boat gets here, get on it and leave, do you understand me?”
There were tears in Jihyo’s eyes, but thankfully she nodded her understanding.
“Is he going to kill you?”
In truth, you didn’t know. You weren’t inclined to find out.
You gave her a smile that felt more confident than you actually were.
“He can try.”
When you opened the door to your suite, Hyunjin was laying on your bed.
You stared at each other for a moment without speaking.
“I should have known you’d be in here.” You said at last. You stepped into the room and closed the door softly behind you. “Where are your friends?”
“Socializing.”
Chills ran up your spine at the low sound of his voice. He was angry, that much was obvious, but you couldn’t figure out why he was just lying there. His gun should have gone off already.
“How did you find me?”
“Felix has a lot of friends.” Hyunjin interlaced his fingers over his stomach and sighed. “Did you really think I wouldn’t come for you?”
You scoffed under your breath. “You already came for me, Jin.”
Hyunjin’s face hardened. He stood slowly and you lifted your chin, making no move to run as he approached. If he was going to kill you, you would die with your dignity intact.
He stopped when there was less than a breath between you.
“You stole from me.”
“And?”
Goosebumps followed his hand as his fingers trailed up your arm, his touch so light you could barely feel it.
“Were you going to let him fuck you?” He breathed.
Shock broke through your indifferent expression. “Who?”
“Mr. Chae.”
Ah, that’s what this is about. Hwang Hyunjin, leader of one of the most feared organizations in the world and a harbinger of death, was jealous.
You couldn’t stop the small smile that spread across your face as Hyunjin leaned in until his face was inches from your throat. Your heartbeat picked up when his warm breath fanned across your neck.
“So what if I was?” You said quietly.
Hyunjin tensed and his hand stopped its slow exploration of your arm at your shoulder. He leaned away to look at you, his eyes glittering.
“Were you?”
You tilted your head back. Your lips were close enough that if you moved at all, they would brush.
“I think you know me better than that.” You allowed your hands to rest softly on his waist, bunching his coat in your fists as he exhaled shakily. “Jealousy is below you.”
His fingers ghosted over your jaw. “I don’t respond well to others taking the things I want.”
“And if I did want to fuck the old man?” Your hand drifted across the front of Hyunjin’s dress pants. Vicious delight drew your lips into a small smile when you discovered he was already half-hard.
You were playing with fire. No, not playing—you were dancing in the middle of a blaze, daring the flames to burn you.
A shallow gasp passed Hyunjin’s lips when you ran a fingernail over the clothed length of him.
“I would get violent.”
“Prove it.”
Your dare hadn’t even finished sounding when his mouth crushed against yours. He kissed you feverishly, like he meant to consume you alive, and you met him stroke for stroke. Hyunjin’s tongue entered your parted lips immediately, exploring and marking like he wanted the taste of him in your mouth forever.
Your fingernails raked across his back, through his hair, drawing short groans from his throat. You savored them all—the sounds Hyunjin made were among your favorite in the world.
Hyunjin grasped your bare leg through the slit in your dress and you gasped at the cold temperature of his hand. His fingers dug into your thigh as he yanked your leg up around his waist, forcing your hips to press flush against his.
You ground against his length immediately. You were already soaking, your lace panties sticking to your core. You had been since you’d seen him in your bed, if you were being honest.
Hyunjin shuddered as you rocked your hips against him again.
“You always run from me,” he said into your mouth. He effortlessly picked you up off the ground and you froze, but he immediately turned and dropped you onto the bed. “Why do you always run? Is it for this?”
Hyunjin removed your heels from each of your feet and kissed your left ankle, trailing his lips up your calf to your knee. He bit down softly on your thigh and you moaned breathily.
You might have burst into flames at the dark lust in his eyes as he murmured against your hip, “Is it because you want to be punished?”
You squirmed while he kissed one of your hipbones, then the other. Hyunjin hooked his long fingers into your panties and dragged them down your legs.
“I kept these last time, you know.” He placed your panties on the foot of the bed and dragged his lips up your leg again, his fingernails scraping lightly behind his mouth. “I thought about sending them with the painting.”
“The painting was lovely.” You gasped out. You were so desperate for him to touch you that you wanted to scream.
“Was it?” At last, Hyunjin pressed two of his fingers to your soaking entrance. “I wanted to kill you while I did it.”
You couldn’t bring yourself to be upset by his words when his fingers roughly pushed into you. You exhaled a shaky groan and Hyunjin pressed an open-mouthed kiss to your stomach, gently sucking your skin where your dress had hitched up.
You could feel his eyes on you, watching your every reaction while you writhed beneath his touch. You massaged your breasts through your gown and half-wished he would just rip the damn thing off you.
Your only warning before Hyunjin’s mouth closed around your clit was the feeling of his warm breath on you. You arched your back involuntarily at the dual sensations of his fingers and lips, the former now curling inside you to brush your g-spot on every thrust.
Hyunjin groaned and murmured something into you about your taste. He splayed the fingers on his free hand across your stomach, holding your hips against the mattress. The vibrations of his voice drew another moan from your chest and you reached down blindly to grasp whatever part of him you could reach.
Your hand found his. Hyunjin stilled momentarily when your fingers hastily threaded through his, but he quickly mastered his surprise and gripped yours with equal strength.
You couldn’t dwell on the intimacy of that action. Your rapidly approaching orgasm clouded your mind—if you didn’t cum soon you would go insane.
“God, Hyunjin—ah—pleasepleaseplease—”
You babbled nonsensically, arching your back as his fingers continued mercilessly pumping inside you. Your walls spasmed around him and he moaned again at his realization that you were already close.
The wave inside of you was just beginning to break when Hyunjin withdrew his fingers from you completely.
Your eyes snapped open. Your vision was a little blurry, your head clouded with the orgasm that had just been ripped out from under you.
“What—why, no—”
“You don’t get to cum, baby. Not yet.”
Your fury was short-lived. Hyunjin’s fingertips dug into your thighs as he jerked them onto each of his shoulders, his hands cupping your ass while he dove in again.
You released a vulgar moan when his tongue replaced his fingers. The tensed muscle thrusted into your entrance, eagerly consuming your arousal as you climbed higher again.
You were so sensitive. You straddled the line between pleasure and pain, your legs violently shaking around Hyunjin’s head while his tongue moved to circle your clit.
That sinful mouth closed around you and sucked hard, yanking you to the edge of your orgasm so fast you saw stars.
You threaded your fingers into Hyunjin’s hair, tugging at the soft strands with newfound urgency. Your hips rolled against his mouth while you chased your high, close, so close—
Hyunjin removed his lips from you again with a lewd pop.
You couldn’t even raise your head to look at him this time. Your chest rose and fell in heavy breaths, and you fought the urge to scream a frustrated cry.
“Color?” Hyunjin’s voice rang with smug command.
“Green, you asshole.”
He climbed up your body slowly, stopping briefly to kiss your hip, your ribcage, each of your breasts, before his face hovered above yours.
Hyunjin softly kissed your neck while you dragged your fingernails along his shoulder blades, aiming more to tell him to hurry up than hurt him. He froze when his lips touched below your ear.
“Is this a seasickness patch?” He whispered incredulously, his shoulders shaking with silent laughter.
You smacked him gently, your cheeks flushing with unwelcome embarrassment.
“Shut up, Jin. I can still hurt you in this position.”
He chuckled again and moved down so he could suck a hickey onto the column of your throat. You moaned softly, instantly reminded of the incessant ache for him between your legs.
“How do you feel?” He whispered against your mouth. You caught his lips in a fervent kiss, painfully turned on by the taste of yourself lingering on him while you tugged on his bottom lip with your teeth.
“Like I’m dying,” you breathed.
Hyunjin’s arm slid beneath you and flipped you onto your front. You arched your back, pressing your ass into his hips while his long fingers deftly pulled down the zipper of your gown. It fell down your shoulders and you adjusted to help him slide it out from beneath you.
He planted rough kisses along your spine, working his way up until his lips closed around the rapid pulse in your neck.
“That’s how I feel every time I look at you.” Hyunjin’s words were accompanied by the sounds of his clothes falling to the floor. You squirmed in anticipation, more than ready to be full. There was nothing like being filled by Hyunjin—no matter what feelings there were outside of this, it was like his body had been perfectly crafted for yours.
He bent over you, his bare chest warm as it pressed against your back. His breath fanned across your ear while he dragged the head of his cock between your folds, coating it with your slick.
“Every time I see you, it breaks my heart.” Your heartbeat pounded between your legs while Hyunjin spoke, impossibly hot and aching. “And for some reason, I keep coming back.”
At last, he pushed in. And in, and in. You both released simultaneous sighs of relief and your head fell against your forearm braced below you.
“I can’t stay away from you.”
He worked his way in slowly until his hips were pressed flush against your ass. You felt him so deep, the feeling was intoxicating. He thrusted, just barely, and your walls clenched around him at the stimulation to your g-spot.
Without warning, Hyunjin pulled out to the tip and slammed back in. You cried out when he did it again, the pleasure so overwhelming that you felt it in your toes.
He set a brutal pace, his forehead falling between your shoulders while his hands braced your ribcage. Your fists twisted the sheets on either side of you so hard your knuckles paled under the strain.
“Whose pussy is this?” He demanded, breathless.
Your brain could barely function long enough to respond. “Yours.”
His hips snapped against yours, the loud sounds of your bodies joining creating a symphony with your panting breaths. One of Hyunjin’s hands found yours, his fingers threading between your own in a desperate attempt to ground himself.
“Who’s the only one who can make you feel this good?”
“You—ah, god—You, Hyunjin.”
You were rising and rising without an end in sight. Your walls were clenching furiously around his cock—if you continued like this, neither of you would last a minute.
Hyunjin pulled out and turned you onto your back again, his cock buried inside you before you had the chance to mourn its absence. He placed your ankles on either side of his head and braced his hands on the backs of your thighs.
“Oh god, oh god—Hyunjin, I’m—ah—”
“Yes, yes—come for me.” He panted, sweat beading on his forehead as he pounded into you. He looked beautiful. Maybe it was the pleasure talking, but surely there was no boy more beautiful in the world than this one. “Come on, baby, I need to see it. Want to see how you’re a slut for me. Need to feel you—”
Hyunjin’s fingers found your clit, rubbing expert figure-eights onto it while he watched you beneath pinched brows.
You fell off the edge. Plummeted off of it.
Perhaps it was because it had been denied so many times, but your orgasm felt like fireworks in your veins. You scrunched your eyes closed, unable to make a sound as a wave of euphoria crashed into you.
Your body locked. The only muscles able to move were those inside you, clamping down so hard around Hyunjin’s cock that he released a guttural moan.
“That’s it, that’s it—just like that…” Hyunjin coaxed you through it, gasping between words. Your legs shook on his shoulders, twitching in tandem with the pulses of your orgasm.
Hyunjin released a shuddering breath as he came inside you, pushed to his own release by the never-ending tightening of your walls around him. Your bodies responded to every twitch and throb, drawing out each of your orgasms so long that you began to shake with overstimulation.
After what felt like an eternity, Hyunjin gingerly removed your legs from his shoulders and settled down at your side, his softening cock still nestled inside you. His long arms wound around your waist, tugging you against him firmly enough that you knew he had no intention of releasing you.
You were too fucked out to care, really. Cuddling after sex like that was probably a terrible idea, but this was… Hyunjin.
Tears pricked behind your eyes at the thought.
It was Hyunjin buried inside you. Every time you saw him, you either wanted to kill someone or fuck him within an inch of his life. Sometimes both.
You had wanted to spend the rest of your life with him, once. Before each of your fathers had died, before you started blaming one another for things that were completely out of your control—you had loved him.
Maybe you still did.
“That’s twice now you’ve fucked instead of killed me.” You didn’t mind that your voice was shaky. Hyunjin had seen you in far worse states than this. Perhaps he’d think it was because of how mind-blowing the sex had been.
He leaned back and you winced at the overstimulation when his cock moved inside you. Hyunjin gazed down at your face, the look in his eyes far different than before, and his head slanted towards his shoulder.
“I didn’t come here to kill you.”
Your brows furrowed, confused. “Then why?”
Hyunjin didn’t answer right away, and you started to hope he wouldn’t. There was a very fragile bubble of peace surrounding you at the moment, ready to pop at the first sign of danger.
He considered his words carefully, his eyes drifting over each part of your face like he was searching for an answer there.
“I came to ask you to marry me.”
Pop.
“You… what?” Your lips parted, the shock so powerful that your brain short-circuited. “But you hate me. I’m supposed to hate you. I stole a hundred million dollars from you.”
You surprise intensified when Hyunjin’s smile grew. He pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead that you didn’t process in time to deflect.
“Ah, there are the key words. Supposed to. You don’t hate me at all, do you?”
You were too dumbfounded to respond. At last, you disentangled yourself from him, momentarily mourning the sensation of being full when his cock slid out of you.
“Hyunjin, what you’re saying is impossible.”
“We’re two of the most powerful people in the world. Anything is possible.”
Your throat worked as you thought of what to say. Less than an hour ago you’d been convinced Hyunjin would murder you for your theft.
“But I stole from you.”
“Did you?” Hyunjin raised an eyebrow.
“What?”
“Did you steal from me, or did I let you take the papers?”
You scoffed. No way. He had to be bluffing.
“Why would you let me take a hundred million dollars out from under you?”
Hyunjin sat up, his toned body near-glowing in the moonlight filtering in through the window.
“I knew the moment I saw you again that my feelings hadn’t changed,” he began. “Even when I still thought you murdered my dad, I knew I wanted to marry you. And I hated you for that—I hated myself even more. I thought you killed my father as revenge, but somehow you still made me love you.”
You listened in silence, hardly daring to breathe as he continued, “When I found you in my club, when you leaned into the barrel of my gun like a maniac, when we… you know, afterwards.” Hyunjin cleared his throat, color dusting his cheeks. “It was the only thing on my mind. I would find a way to convince you to marry me without the world imploding.”
You sat, thunderstruck, for several breaths, hardly able to believe the words you were hearing. Marry him? Once, you would have leapt at the chance, but now… things were complicated. The world you lived in was stacked against you.
“You don’t have to answer right now.” Hyunjin said, no doubt because of the expression on your face. “Take time to think on it, if you need. But aside from the fact that I’m hopelessly in love with you, consider how much we stand to gain by uniting our empires. We’d be far more powerful together than apart. That is why I was so willing to let you take the documents. Let’s call it an investment.”
The part about merging your Families… was true, you supposed. At the moment, at least, you couldn’t find a good enough rebuttal.
Your phone buzzed inside your gown, rumpled on the floor by the bed. Some of the tension was broken by the sound and you reached for it, finally managing to locate it inside one of the hidden pockets.
It was a text from Jihyo:
Boat is here. We’re not leaving without you.
A second later, another text came through:
Please don't be dead.
You sighed and stood, slowly shimmying back into your gown. Hyunjin helped you zip up the back, pressing a gentle kiss to your shoulder before releasing you.
You watched while he tugged on his pants, feeling a little lost as to what you were supposed to do now. What were you going to tell Jihyo? If you decided to turn down the proposal, were you expected to go back to your normal life and pretend he never happened?
You weren’t sure you could do that.
Apparently attuned to your spiral of thoughts, Hyunjin bent slightly at the waist to look you in the eye. “Think on it.”
It was all you could do to nod.
When you opened the door, Changbin stood on its other side. He grinned at whatever Felix had said a moment ago, and he only had time to glance down at you for a moment before you advanced.
Your fist collided against his cheek with a resounding thwack. Silence fell, broken only when Hyunjin released a startled laugh in the doorway behind you.
“That’s for two weeks ago, you prick.”
You strode away without waiting for his response, your chin held high as you shook the pain out of your hand.
Changbin’s laugh followed you down the hall and he called after you, “Good to have you back, Viper Queen.”
You didn’t miss the sarcastic tone that accompanied your so-called “title”, but it didn’t sound like he was trying to hurt your feelings. It was… the way a friend would tease another friend. It felt like old times.
God, you really should have just gone to Fiji.
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would you like a side with your simp sandwich? I know I need one lol. would a part three be okay? anywayyyy, I hope this lives up to your expectations for part two! thank you so much for reading!! please like/reblog if you enjoyed it, bye loves! - j
part three here!masterlist here :)
© minghaoyoudoin 2022 - all rights reserved. reposts/translations not allowed. I do not assume to know the personal lives of the idol(s) depicted in this fic, this is for entertainment purposes only!
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strawberry-soot · 7 months
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✧・゚: *✧・゚:* 🌹RIDDLE BIRTHDAY SSR FLOWER ANALYSIS* 🌹*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
Unsurprisingly, Riddle has roses. The red roses in his bouquet symbolize commitment, devotion, and elegance, as well as passion. Pink roses stand for gratitude, admiration, sweetness, and elegance as well. Other than the red and pink roses in full bloom, he also has green rosebuds. Rosebuds in general are symbols of beauty and courage, while green roses represent cheerfulness and rejuvenation. However, they can also stand for jealousy and envy.
In the Victorian Language of Flowers dianthus is a symbol of passion, affection, and gratitude. They have a spicy scent, and it’s thought that letting its smell be blown away by the wind after picking and smelling it, your troubles will be carried off as well.
Cockscomb is associated with wealth and prosperity, or courage and bravery, though in literature it often symbolizes arrogance or pride. In the Victorian era, it signified passion and deep emotional bonds. Nowadays, cockscomb is often used in political campaigns and protests as a symbol of resistance and fighting oppression.
The big red flowers in his bouquet are either gaillardias or gerberas. Gaillardias, in the Language of Flowers, are used to represent joy, optimism and happiness, as well as modesty, aristocracy, and abundance. Gerberas on the other hand typically stand for beauty, innocence, purity, and loyalty.
Gypsophila, or baby’s breath, is a symbol of young love, everlasting love, and new beginnings, as well as innocence, and is usually gifted to mothers.
The two-colored flower at the edge of his bouquet could be red-white cosmos or checkers dahlia. Cosmos flowers represent order and harmony, balance, innocence, modestly, joy, and beauty. Dahlias are symbols of elegance, inner strength, change, and dignity. However, they also have some more negative meanings, such as instability, betrayal, and dishonestly.
Butterfly weed symbolizes personal transformation and growth, such as letting go of grief, as well as human resilience, and the happiness and positivity that comes from change.
Finally, he has a little prince protea in its still closed state. Proteas symbolize boldness, transformation, and change, diversity, strength, and adaptability. It relies on fire to sprout its seeds so the meanings of reliance, and the power to survive practically anything are especially prominent and common.
Naturally, these are only my un-educated guesses considering I’m by no means a flower specialist so take everything with a grain of salt, and feel free to let me know if I got anything wrong/what flowers I might’ve missed.
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vanillaxoshi · 9 months
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Red-dahlia's, because of its red color, it gives off perseverance, inner-strength, elegance, dignity, creativity and change
But it could also mean betrayal, dishonesty and instability
"Lies overflow from your heart"
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hanafubukki · 2 years
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Ace Trappola’s Flower Bouquet Meaning
aka Hana rambles about flowers lolol
Twst Bdays Flower Language Masterlist
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HE HAS ROSES in his bouquets!!! YESSSSS 🙌🙌🌺🌺💕💕💕
so so so I am loving all shades of pinks and purples and I just adore it.
if you think about it, shades of pink plays a role in Heartslabyul. Heartslabyul rules has students painting white flowers red. Now, if you mix those colors, it becomes pink.
In a way, this shows a blend of Ace. He respects the queen of hearts only for those expectations to be shattered because of Riddle, but then he grows and he gains that respect back after seeing how hard his dorm leader works. 
Plus if you think about all those theories about Ace becoming dorm head? it’s likely will be a mix of how Ace will uphold there queen’s law but at the same time maybe he’ll add his own twist to it?
his sun, moon, and wave side changed opposite from jamil’s....I wonder if that's just design choice of has some astrology meaning. Ace also has a mage hat too which we couldn't see before because it was blocked.
Ace doesn’t really show his emotions...well, well he does, but we all know how much of a little shit he can be. 
but, boy do his flowers give a bit of insight 
as always, flowers have different meanings in different countries and regions and it depends on colors too. I’m just going to list some flowers that I think they are, but I could be wrong lolol
Pink Roses: (different shades of pink all have different meanings) 
Dark Pink: thank you, I am grateful, gratitude, appreciation, I agree with you, I want to be with you.
Pale Pink: I am sorry, get well, healing, grace
Pink: Friendship, Chaste Love
Purple Rose: Achievement, success, high honor 
Number of roses is can contribute to meaning too:  [giving meaning of 10-15 since I counted at least 10]
10 Roses: You are perfection, you are pretty 
11 Roses: you are my treasured one, to assure someone they are truly loved, 
12 Roses: be my steady, asking them to be yours, love and admiration 
13 Roses: forever friends, eternal friends, secret admirer (ace you little shit lol 😂)
14 Roses: I’m proud of you.
15 Roses: I’m really sorry, asking for forgiveness, wish for forgiveness (ace betrayal theory anyone??) 
Carnation: Gratitude, never forgetting someone, you are unforgettable, thank you,
Dahlia: strength, perseverance to overcome, encouragement, You can do this, (dark colored dahlias also mean betrayal, sadness, insecurity...so betrayal theo- *ducks*)
Aster: loyalty, wisdom, faith, valor 
Gerbera: cheerfulness, celebration,  protected heart, emotional strength 
Azalea: abundance, hope for good things to come their way, love and passion, stay true (in some countries they even mean beauty and death -cough-)
Hypericum Berries: symbol of peace, protection, rebirth 
Zinnias: Absence, missing you, lasting affection, friendship. 
Chrysanthemums: friendship, happiness, well-being
Awww Ace you’re so cute! 🌺🌻💕 He shows gratitude, strength, and so much more in his bouquet, essentially expressing himself in way we would never get to see usually.  
Please please let all the Heartslabyul boys have roses too. And maybe, just maybe, Riddle can have one from each of his friends? That would be so cute!!
Random Facts:  Flowers can be assigned to days too. So since the 23rd is on a Friday, the flowers are: Forget-me-nots (Meaning: speak up, I will not forget you, don’t forget me, true love), Carnations, Love-in-a-Mist (such pretty flowers, meaning: Kiss me, you puzzle me, opens to love), and Pink Rose. Given what's in his bouquet, I think they probably considered the day too 👏💕
Anniversaries could also be considered, since its the 3rd bdays for all the boys, their flower will be Sunflower: strength  be well, strength, happiness, male healing, confidence, self-esteem, assertiveness.
Credit: Thank you to Lala (@/mobagehellocal) and Chris (@/jaberwockk) for talking flowers with me 🌺💚💕 Please, go talk flowers with them too. They are such nice people. 💚💜💕
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Twisted Wonderland Characters' Birthday Stones, Stars, And Flower Meanings
It's back by the demand
Heartslabyul
Riddle Rosehearts: 8/24
Stone: Lava- "Lovers" Flowers: Diatom- "Elegance/Fashion", Cypress vine- "Delicate love", Montbretia- "Lovely memories" Star: Lambda Hydrae- "Logics based on tradition"
Trey Clover: 10/25 Stone: Red spinel- "curiosity" Flowers: Maple- "refraining and precious memories", Sieboldii- "special someone", Celestial Chrysanthemums- "cooperation" Star: Phi Centauri- "Mostest yet honest"
Cater Diamond: 2/4 Stone: Bi-color amethyst: "Awakening" Flowers: Camellia- "perfect, whole love", Red primrose- "unflawed/natural beauty", Quince- "precocious" Star: Nu Aquarii- "Ideas and self-reliance"
Ace Trappola: 9/23 Stone: Ametrine- "light and dark" Flowers: Spider lilies- "Lonely/passion/giving up", Dahlia- "beauty/betrayal", Purslane- "a hidden love" Star: Pi Virginis - “A conscious mysterious charm”
Deuce Spade: 6/3 Stone: Pink diamond- "A soft beauty and elegance" Flowers: Hydrangea- "High pride/high endurance", Honeysuckle- "Flexible love", Garden phlox- "Agreement" Star: Mu Eridani- “a talented independence”
Savannaclaw
Leona Kingscholar: 7/27 Stone: Melee diamond- "A start from a supporting character" Flowers: Pelargonium- "Well raised", Thunberg lily- "Falseness", Geranium- "Unchanging trust" Star: Beta Volantis- "Brave and independence oriented"
Ruggie Bucchi: 4/18 Stone: Dolomite- "Courage to the whole body" Flowers: Lily daffodil- "Exotic", Statice-"Unchanging heart", Love-in-a-Mist -"Love in a dream" Star: Tau Ceti- "Coexistence of strength and kindness"
Jack Howel: 10/11 Stone: Rhodolite Garnet- "Active love" Flowers: Coleus- "Unfulfilled love", Lythrum Ancesps- "Good family custom", Peacock Plant- "Love at first sight" Star: Xi 2 Centauri- "Bright with a charming way of talking"
Octavinelle
Azul Ashengrotto: 2/24 Stone: White Pearl - "Modesty, sincerity" Flowers: Amaryllis- "Vanity", Crocus- "Believe me", Coptis- "Transformation" Star: Pi Aquarii- "Intuition and sensibility"
Jade/Floyd Leech: 11/5 Stone: Nephrite Cat's Eye - "The charm of the eyes"/ "The charm of maturity" Flowers: Pentas- "Your hope will come true", Dancing Lady Orchid- "Dance with me", Moss Rose/Sun Rose/Mexican Rose (however you may call it)- "Innocence" Star: Alpha Lupi- "Richness without profit and loss"
Scarabia
Kalim Al-Asim:2/25 Stone: Malachite- "Dangerous love Flowers: Bindweed- "Bonds, Friendship's sake", Montbretia- "Cheerful", Drumstick Flower- "Knocking on the door to the heart Star: Kappa Cassiopeiae- "Kindness that dislikes loneliness"
Jamil Viper: 9/12 Stone: Peridot- "The bond of fate" Flowers: Diascia- "Forgive me", Indigo- "It all depends on you", Clematis- "Stratigest/Creativity"/"Bondage Star: Delta Crateris- "Strong companionship"
Pomefiore
Vil Schoenheit: 4/9 Stone: Cerasite (Cherry Blossom Stone)- "Mental beauty/Purity" Flowers: Cherry blossom- "Mental beauty", Acacia- "Grace/secret love", Wallflower- "Long-lasting love" Star: Theta Cassiopeiae- "Effort to get through on their own"
Rook Hunt: 12/2 Stone: Black Coral- "A calm wit" Flowers: Cineraria- "Always comfortable", Heliconia- "A weird person", Carnation- "Increasing feelings Star: Tau Scorpii- "Not restrained by common sense"
Epel Felmier: 5/6 Stone: Lemon Quartz: "Bear fruit/harvest" Flowers: Chinese redbud: "Modest/simplicity", Butterfly flower: "Rebellious", Gardenia: "Carrying happiness" Star: Tau Persei- "A sense of responsibility that does not despair"
Ignihyde
Idia Shroud: 12/18 Stone: Fire-Opal -"One who is falling in love" Flowers: Pomegranate- "Beauty of maturity", Leopard plant- "Humility, Restraint", Kumaszasa: "Lonely" Star: Beta Ophiuchi (Cebalrai)- "authoritarianism with strong courtesy”
Ortho Shroud: 8/14 Stone: Inca Rose Stone: "Welcoming new love and romance" Flowers: Globe Amaranth- "Immortal", Cheeses flower: "Gentle heart", Oleander: "Danger" Star: Ursae Majoris (Chalawan)- "Lonley and honest"
Diasomnia
Malleus Draconia: 1/18 Stone: Roselite- "The bliss of reaching goals" Flowers: Hepatica- "Trust", Primula- "I can't live without you" Star: Gamma Sagittae- "A self-reflective maturing person"
Lilia Vanrouge: 1/1 Stone: Jade- "Long life and prosperity" Flowers: Pine- "Immortality, and longevity", Snowdrops- "Hope", Adonis Ramosa- "Permanent happiness" Star: Vega- "an optimistic person with a peaceful heart"
Silver: 5/15 Stone: Red Jadeite- "Judgement" Flowers: Houttuynia Cordata- "Wild", Campanula- "Moderation/Sincerity", Western Azalea- "Dignity" Star: Xi Tauri-"The charm of being lonely and unreliable"
Sebek Zigvolt: 3/17 Stone: Emerald- "Mental stability" Flowers: Lupine- "You are my peace", Ixia (African corn lilies)- "Unity" Star: Tau Cassiopeiae- "A focus that doesn't fail twice"
I know ppl are going to say, this looks familiar...
Yeah, you are right, idk if anyone's reposted this tbh but ppl liked this when I posted this
It helped me see characters better ngl
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yaesnovels · 1 year
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𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐒. || CURRENTLY CLOSED.
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first off all, i want to thank you guys for making me even reach this milestone of five hundred followers ✨
i geniuenly enjoy writing, it brings m a lot of joy to write for these characters as well as receive feedback from time to time - they always make me feel very happy.
with this, i want to announce a little event, it is similar to a promptlist, but i want to make it spring themed - considering we're slowly reaching that time of the year.
without much ado, let's get into it !
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𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐓.
please read through the different meanings of the flowers or plants and request a bouquet of maximum three flowers / plants for a character. the meanings were adapted from the following wikipedia article. with those keywords, i will write you a fic.
i only write for the following characters: alhaitham - childe - diluc - kazuha - kaeya - ayato - kaveh - scaramouche - heizou - thoma - xiao - zhongli - ei - miko - arlecchino - marius - artem
the flowers ;
aloe - grief
alyssum maritimum - immortal love (soulmates)
angrec - royalty
aspen - fear
red carnation - deep 'n romantic love, passion
yellow carnation - rejection, disappointment
coriander - lust
black dahlia - betrayal, dishonesty
blue daisy - long-term loyalty and trust
foxglow - insecurity
lamprocapnos - rejected love
purple lilac - first love
moonflower - dreaming of love
nemophila - you are my one and only
lavender rose - love at first sight
black rose - death
yellow rose - a broken heart
additions ;
- wrapping papers ;
red - smut
pink - fluff
blue - angst
- bindings ;
beige - strangers to lovers
yellow - best friends to lovers
red - enemies to lovers
blue - fake dating
!! example ; i want to order a bouquet with a lavender rose and red carnation with a pink wrapping paper and a beige binding
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I am really building on the Volturi History book/guidebook of sorts, I am obsessed with it.
Does anyone else remember those Ology books? They were illustrated guides with interactive elements inside, my older sister had a ton of them (I owned two of my own, the Princess and Mermaid book, I still have them). I'm imagining something like that, but for adults??
@venusofvolterra has this amazing headcanon for how Demetri's ability works, focusing on star navigation, and for him I'm imagining a paper constellation map that spins.
Felix has a drawing of a gladiator statue (that was based off of him), it lifts up to reveal a more current photograph of him, Demetri, and Heidi, a little message encoded on it.
Oh!
In the front cover, there's a hidden envelope with a code inside, you can decode messages throughout the book.
When the rest of Didyme's story is ripped out, there's two full pages of painted flowers, some of which can be lifted up to reveal a hidden love poem, the last one Marcus wrote for her. But on the back of one flower is a message, an apology from a murderer...if you look at the flowers, you'll see that they all mean something.
Common hollyhock, please remember me; anemone, undying love and eternal peace; black dahlia, betrayal and dishonesty (the flower upon which the murder's message is written); red and white roses, true love and innocence; crocus, youthful joy and love.
There's a chessboard where certain squares open up to reveal a portrait or a message. A painting of the castle, with certain areas opening to reveal rooms of the castle, as well as a little maze map of the garden.
In the front cover, there's a hidden envelope with a code inside, you can decode messages throughout the book.
When the rest of Didyme's story is ripped out, there's two full pages of painted flowers, some of which can be lifted up to reveal a hidden love poem, the last one Marcus wrote for her. But on the back of one flower is a message, an apology from a murderer...if you look at the flowers, you'll see that they all mean something.
Common hollyhock, please remember me; anemone, undying love and eternal peace; black dahlia, betrayal and dishonesty (the flower upon which the murder's message is written); red and white roses, true love and innocence; crocus, youthful joy and love.
Along with a Volturi pendant, you receive another random gift.
Jane and Alec: a ragdoll, either the brother or sister. The sister is bloodstained and the boy is burned.
Caius: a "werewolf's claw" from one of his hunts.
Aro: the king of a chess set, red and gold.
Marcus: a paper rose that can be unfolded to reveal a love letter.
Felix: a tiny book of sonnets.
Demetri: a small constellation globe.
Heidi: a little snow globe with a dancing girl inside, all silver and glittery.
Didyme: A golden portrait of her and Marcus, Didyme's figure half-burned away...
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randomly-why · 1 year
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I want to preference this by saying I am not sure how coherent this will sound, as I am typing this out a bit delirious.
I think we should rename wyler.
Don’t get me wrong wyler isn’t a terrible name but I miss the days when ship names were story related/intricate. No matter what way you put it wyler is not intricate, it quite literally is 80% of Tyler’s name and the first letter of Wednesday’s name.
Now you might be wondering, what else should we replace wyler with? My thoughts,
Black Dahlia,
HERE ME OUT!
1. In episode 1 Wednesday says her favorite flower is the Black Dahlia as it is named after the murder case.
2. In (I believe) episode 7 when Tyler takes Wednesday on a date he gives her a flower, black dalhia to be specific.
3. (According to a couple google searches) dalhia’s symbolize "devotion, love, and beauty”The devotion and love Wednesday and Tyler feel for each other. The way they both found beauty in the unconventional parts of each other. ADDITIONALLY, black dahlia’s symbolize "betrayal and sadness". Tell me that isn’t a parallel to their relationship. The betrayal of Tyler being the Hyde. The sadness that Wednesday felt in finding out Tyler was the killer. The sadness Tyler felt knowing he was deceiving Wednesday/hurting her. (I mean do I even need to mention the police station scene where he had tears in his eyes after telling Wednesday that he was the Hyde).
4. Black dahlia aren't really black, if you look close enough your would see they are a dark shade of red. Which could also be a symbolism for Wednesday and Tyler as individual characters. Wednesday character is so incredibly ridged and while she has a warped perspective on life her perspective is presented as very black and white. However, her character development in the show is her becoming more open to her emotions and developing a more gray area in how she operates. As the audience we see that she deeply cares about people however the way she treats people/how much she cares for people is something someone can only tell if they are close to her. (This relates to the black dahlia as you have to be close to it to see it’s true colors.) Meanwhile, Tyler appears to be the guy next door. Someone you would expect to be black and white, have a strong sense of right and wrong and wouldn’t cross that. Nonetheless, that isn’t really him. He has a lot of gray in his character and if someone were to get close to him they could see he has darkness and (red) blood on his hands.
TLDR: Wyler is a uncreative ship name and we should rename it to black dalhia as the name has connections to the plot, relationship and characters personality.
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gutsybone · 1 year
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I chose flowers for the cast of @cannibalsweetheart and I decided to put down what they mean, I hope y’all enjoy me being a nerd about flowers and the fanart lmao this was fun to do <3
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Begonias (pink ones with light pink petal edges) - Caution and consideration
Rhododendrons (purple-pink ones) Warning sign and or a death threat
Forget-me-nots (tiny blue ones) - True love and respect
Yarrow (yellow.) - Everlasting love
Heliotrope (purple star shaped ones) - Endless love
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Coral roses (orange ones) - Friendship, modesty and sympathy
Scotch blooms (small yellow ones) - Strength and abundance
Blue stars (white-ish star looking ones) - Strength, determination, and endurance
Blazing stars (funky purple-pink ones) - Joy, blissfulness, and happiness
Yellow tulips (other yellow ones) - Happiness
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Yellow roses (yellow) - Jealousy and infidelity
Black dahlias (VERY dark red ones) - Betrayal and sadness
Peonies (pink ones) - Anger if you’re going by the Victorian terms (which I am for this one)
Snapdragons (white) - Deception
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Begonias (light to dark pink ones) - Gratitude if given to a friend or family member
Balloon flowers (purple trumpet looking ones) - Someone you’ll never stop loving
Pink carnations (lightish pink ones) - I will never forget you
White clover (white puffy ones) - Others are always thinking of you
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amugoffandoms · 5 months
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I FINALLY FOUND IT
@ozymandias5854
"Flowers: thank you to Puga and Oto in the MILGRAM Stanclub for identifying these!
Bird of Paradise: Paradise, freedom, joy. It can also symbolise faithfulness in romantic relationships and optimism. Wilted in the MV, which could suggest the absence of freedom, joy, etc, as well as a lack of faithfulness.
Dahlia: Elegance, inner stength, change, creativity, dignity. Alternatively, it can represent betrayal, instability, and dishonesty. It's also notable that in the Victorian era they symbolised a lasting bond/lifelong commitment between two people. Also wilted, which could suggest a lack of inner strength and a failed long-term relationship/committment.
ORCHIDS: There's a lot of orchids so I'm going to put their general meanings in here. Orchids are typically used at weddings and funerals and represent love, luxury, beauty and strength, as well as virility in Ancient Greece. They are very much associated with love, and their usage at funerals is often to represent everlasting love for the deceased. They can also be thought to bring good luck and fortune in love.
Elleanthus (orchid): It's sort of a purple/pink so: Pink orchids are the 14th wedding anniversary flower and convey pure affection. Purple orchids symbolise respect, and are generally given as a gift to show affection.
Egret orchid: Typically white, so they would normally symbolise innocence and purity, as well as elegance and reverence. However, the ones in the video are red, and red orchids typically symbolise fire, romance, desire, and passion. They're very rare in the wild, which is notable as in the tradition of gifting exotic flowers to show love and affection, the rarer the flower, the deeper the affection. (two seperate omori fans in the replies add: "My thoughts will follow you into your dreams.")
Dendrobium: Popular for use in weddings, particularly as corsages or in bridal flower arrangements to show the beauty of the bride.
Butterfly orchid: The most famous orchid species, they symbolise elegance, femininity and unity.
Cymbidium: Commonly known as a boat orchid, it represents morality and virtue, and in Asia it is an honour/gesture of respect and friendship to give a cymbidium.
Wilted: could represent a loss of morality/virtue.
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Masterwort: Also known as astrantia. Can be a romantic flower, referred to in old folk tales as stars that have fallen to earth. Symbolic meaning is a strong, brave protector. Wilted, which could suggest that someone (probably Shidou) has failed in their role of protector.
Anthurium + Monstera: Anthurium signifies long lasting love and friendship, and it said to bring luck in your relationship. Known also as a flamingo lily, it's one of the most gifted plants on Valentine's Day due to it's heart shaped leaves and in Ancient Greece the flowers of anthurium were said to be Cupid's arrows. Monstera can represent suffocation, or long life and the honouring of elders.
King Protea: Named after the Greek god Poseidon's son Proteus, who would change his appearance to avoid detection. Generally thought to symbolise diversity, daring, transformation, and courage.
Calla lily: Symbolism varies by flower colour. However, they're generally used for occasions such as weddings and funerals due to their beauty and are also associated with purity, holiness, faithfulness. The 6th wedding anniversary flower. Dark red symbolises passion and intensity. Although calla lilies are not true lilies, lilies can symbolize that the soul of the departed has received restored innocence after death.
Roses: Love, romance, can also be linked to secrecy. Appears on four tarot cards: the fool, the magician, strength, and death. In Greek mythology, roses originated from Adonis.
Note: a lot of them have different features like not being fully bloomed, so keep that in mind. I'll update this later"
posted 2 years ago as of october 24th, 2023!
HELLO!! sorry i just remembered to respond to this but thank you!!
the meaning of the wilted cymbidium is so interesting woag…. loss of morality/virtue really hits with shidou to be honest
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avocado-frog · 5 months
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5 things I never get tired of writing (tag)
I got tagged by @365runesoftheamalgamations who seems VERY lovely. Hello thank u :)
(but it's 1:00 AM and brain does not think coherently)
Rules: share 5 things I never get tired of writing, be it a trope, theme, character, phrase, or any other aspect of storytelling I will forever find enjoyable
Horror Dahlia was SO fun and as soon as I'm done writing rosemary you bet the next project is going to be like that was. I just like putting my little guys through situations
Sibling characters The found family trope gets me. I could go on forever about this funny little guys in my head
Giving them animals sometimes I think that they deserve little animals. Ryan gets a cat in dahlia/rosemary, Jaxon gets a rat, Leo gets a cat by extension, Elliot gets a little family of bunnies, Dylan gets lizard, it's all fantastic
The number five If I have to make something a specific number, it will almost always end in a five. I have. a fixation on the number 5 This was really inconvenient when I made the character's birthdays AND when I make the chapter titles since they're all dates. I had to physically restrain myself from making EVERYONE 15 just because it's a Good number
Flower symbolism as obvious foreshadowing Call me what you will, a nerd, but I will DIE on my flower symbolism hill. There's one for every character, the stories are based on flowers, I sometime sprinkle in little flowers during important moments, it's good to have a theme going -Forget-me-nots symbolize true love + devotion, and also the whole memory thing lol -Dahlias symbolize commitment, black dahlias represent betrayal (which I'm choosing to associate both Jaxon Leo fights with) -Rosemaries symbolize remembrance. more memory stuff -The first Jaxon + Leo fight, Jaxon steps on a wolfsbane, which symbolizes danger apparently -Dreamworld Dylan is planting a red spider lily. Meaning is abandonment, death, and separation. This was going to be Dylan's flower (theirs is the iris now lol) this is symbolism for the rest of real Dylan's arc Logan- cymbidium Leo- rose Cass- sunflower Kai- peony Lily- gladiolus Jaxon- zinnia Marcy- hyacinth Dylan- iris Ryan- asphodel Sam- marigold Elliot- lily of the valley
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Tags: @fire-but-ashes-too @the-stray-storyteller @mynroli @toribookworm22 @kaiusvnoir
+open tag, no pressure, etc etc
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A bouquet of black dahlia and red spider lily
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Meaning: Black Dahlia - Betrayal Red Spider Lily- Death
Description:
Evil and bastardy dude who fucks with occult shit. Lies to his twin brother constantly. Willing to do whatever he needs to do to get what he wants. He's basically the perfect evolution of a villain.
(The pictures were taken from these sites: black dahlia and red spider lily!)
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