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sluttywoozi · 2 months

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Nothing But Love | jww x f!reader

Wonwoo's never had a girlfriend for Valentine's Day before, or a girlfriend period, so this day needs to be perfect.

Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~4.5k | Genre: romance, fluff | Pairing: wonwoo x f!reader

Warnings: food, alcohol, let's pretend it’s the weekend, wonu is loaded (he’s a streamer but i don’t really get into it), wonu’s first relationship aww, wonwoo follows the boyfriend handbook, kissing, some suggestive thoughts, u send him a nude and he malfunctions, no smut in this but i may do a second part if there’s enough interest xoxo

Reader Notes: shorter than wonu (sorry to my tall friends i luv u), wears a dress and heels, has breasts and a vagina

Wonwoo wakes the morning of February 14th with his stomach full of both fluttering butterflies and hefty sandbags. He’s been anticipating this for weeks now and finally, it’s here. Valentine’s Day.

His first Valentine’s Day.

Well, sure, he’s been alive for all the others, but this is the first one he’ll spend with someone, and he’s spending it with you, his girlfriend, his first girlfriend. He begged you to let him take care of everything, made all sorts of preparations, and today, it’ll all come to fruition (hopefully). There’s always the chance things could go wrong, and that’s what has Wonwoo’s mind feeling heavy even as his heart feels light.

He rolls out of bed and scrubs a hand over his hair, not bothering to put on his glasses before he stumbles to the shower, knowing he would forget to take them off and they’d get all fogged up and wet. As he meticulously scrubs down his body, he goes through the plan in his mind.

First, flowers.

He placed an order for a bouquet three weeks ago, one with flowers that were carefully chosen to precisely convey his feelings for you. Red tulips for romance and passion, pink dahlias for eternal love and commitment, honeysuckles for devotion and affection, and baby’s breath spread throughout to symbolize everlasting love. He’s so excited to see how it turned out; you love flowers and have many of the meanings memorized by heart, so he knows you’ll know what they mean as soon as you see them.

Next, he’ll pick up the strawberries.

You adore strawberries in all forms - fresh, shortcake, compote, jam, jelly. Things with strawberries on them are an almost instant buy for you, meaning half the things you own are covered in them. You’ve even got Wonwoo buying strawberry themed items just because they remind him of you, evidenced by the red seeded mug in his cupboard and the patterned apron hanging in his kitchen, used only by you. So for Valentine’s Day, he went with chocolate covered strawberries, specially ordered for you with piped white chocolate hearts and edible glitter.

Then, he only has to wait a few hours before he can pick you up and take you to your favorite fancy restaurant. He made the reservations two months ago, expecting it to fill up as the holiday grew closer and closer, and he’s glad he did considering he checked last night and there’s not a single spot left. He’s sure that’s the case for most of the city, and he almost feels sorry for the people who didn’t plan like he did. Almost.

He closes his eyes as he rinses the conditioner you bought for him out of his hair, running his fingers through the wet strands until they no longer feel slippery and slick before shutting the water off and attempting to shake the excess droplets out. He reaches blindly for the towel and swipes it over his head and along his body until he’s sufficiently dry, stepping up to the bathroom counter and finding his toothbrush. He loads it up with toothpaste and starts brushing, leaning against the counter and huffing out a laugh when he remembers one of the jokes you made last night.

You’re so funny, and so smart, and so cool and pretty and beautiful and cute and everything Wonwoo could ever want. He’s so fucking lucky to have you. These are thoughts he has all the time, and he supposes he really should tell you them more often.

It’s hard to be so open when he still feels so shy around you, though. He’s comfortable with you, of course, but being affectionate or initiating things makes him feel bashful and timid. It’s almost like he’s being granted privileges he doesn’t deserve, and he’s reluctant to take full advantage of them because he doesn’t want to take advantage of you.

He spits and rinses quickly, his phone starting to buzz in his room. He races back, not knowing who’s calling but knowing it could be you. Even with blurry vision, he recognizes your contact picture and swipes to accept, bringing the phone up to his ear and plopping down on his bed clothed in nothing but a grin.

“Hi, baby,” he says, the smile evident in his voice and surely picked up by you. He still gets a little thrill from calling you that.

“Hi, Wonwoo,” you respond happily. “I just wanted to check in and see if I could do anything to help today.”

“I’ve got it all covered,” he assures you with pride, feeling his spine straighten and his chest puff out when you tell him, “Of course you do, you’re such a good planner.”

The conversation easily flows from one topic to the next, with you jokingly trying to uncover his plans the whole time. He can tell you don’t really want to spoil the surprise so he doesn’t give in, redirecting you with every attempt until he’s laying flat on his bed an hour later, his hair dry and his heart full.

“Baby, I wish I could stay, but I have to go,” he reluctantly says, checking his watch and seeing a notification from the florist that your bouquet is ready for pickup.

You say goodbye with a pout in your voice, but he knows it’s more playful than real so he doesn’t worry about leaving you too much. He still, of course, thinks about you the whole way to the flower shop, your voice and your laugh and your beauty on his mind as he coasts through traffic on his motorbike.

The parking lot is full when he arrives, bar the motorcycle spots, and he wonders how many people are here for pre orders and how many are here last minute. They’re all in the same line so it doesn’t really matter, and with a small sigh, he joins at the back.

He wastes time by scrolling through your shared album, the one you made in the early days for memes that swiftly became a repository for pictures of each other. He mostly cares about the ones of you, but it’s nice to see pictures of himself too, to see the way his smile reaches his eyes, to see the love he has for you in them. It’s his turn in what feels like no time, and he gives his name to the clerk, glancing around the shop placidly so they don’t feel like he’s rushing them.

“I’ll be right back with your bouquet,” they say with a smile, turning and disappearing into a back room before emerging with an arrangement of reds and whites. “Does it look like you imagined?”

He beams as he accepts the flowers, inspecting them and naming every single one in his head before turning back to the clerk and thanking them, “They’re perfect, thank you so much.”

He paid when he pre ordered so that’s all there is to it. The queue is even longer when he leaves, and he tries to hide the sympathetic grimace as he passes the long line of waiting people. He hits a bit of a snag when he realizes he doesn’t know the best way to get the bouquet home, deciding in the end to just put it in his backpack and hope for the best.

It’s not a long ride back to his apartment, and thankfully the flowers are only a little squashed when he pulls them out of his bag. They perk up when he puts them in water and the vase he bought for you, green milkglass with little painted strawberries dotted all over, and he smiles proudly, knowing you’ll love both the flowers and the vase.

The chocolate covered strawberries should be ready soon, and he wonders if he should uber to pick them up. Usually, he loves just having a motorcycle, but at times like these, he wishes he had a car too.

If it were any other day, for anything else, he’d ask you to take him. Unfortunately, he can’t ruin the surprise, so you’re out of question. Who else can he ask?

Wonwoo | mingyu will u take me to whole foods

Mingyu | Uhhh, sure, why?

Wonwoo doesn’t reply.

With the strawberries secured, all Wonwoo has to do is wait four hours. He’s picking you up at 6:15 for your 6:30 reservation, and he thanks everyone he can think of - God, Mingyu, Mingyu’s partner - for the fact that they're staying in and Mingyu is letting him borrow his car.

He knows you love the bike, but you’ll probably wear a dress tonight (fuck, he loves you in dresses) and he thinks a car might be better. He can always take you out on a late night ride after you change if you want.

He passes the time first by tidying his apartment and picking out his outfit, and then by doing his streaming for the day, an alarm set to remind him to get ready and go pick you up around six.

It goes off without him realizing it’s been hours, not minutes, since he started, the games blurring together until they felt like one continuous match. He stands on creaky knees and stretches, his face scrunching with the feeling of the ache in his back releasing, before shuffling to his bedroom and changing into the clothes he laid out on his bed.

After brushing his teeth, he messes with his hair, combing through it with his fingers and attempting to get it to lay right. It’s getting longer and he doesn’t really know what to do with it, but you love the length and that’s all that matters to him. He slaps on some moisturizer then sprays some cologne, the one he’s found to be your favorite, before jogging to the door and slipping into his shoes.

The strawberries and flowers are for when you come over after dinner so all he needs are the keys, and still, he almost forgets them. He dashes to the kitchen to grab them, swiping them off the counter and racing back through the door to the garage, telling Siri to text you that he’s on the way as he runs.

Mingyu’s car is nice, a champagne colored Audi sedan, and it hums to life when he presses the remote start. He feels very debonair with his fancy car and tailored slacks, and as he climbs into the driver’s seat, he hopes you’ll be at least a little impressed.

Mainly he wants you to feel special and loved, but he has to admit, he wants to prove himself too, prove that he can be a good boyfriend, a great boyfriend, for you. A boyfriend who thinks ahead and plans and provides, who knows your taste and what matters to you. A boyfriend who’s learned how to make you happy and strives to do so.

It’s not that he thinks you doubt him, it’s just that he feels a little out of his depth with you. This is his first real relationship so he doesn’t have a lot of experience, and while he knows that you’re patient and kind and forgiving, he doesn’t ever want you to feel like he’s falling short.

He tries to remind himself you’ve given no indication you think that as he pulls up to your apartment, sliding into one of the fifteen minute spaces before putting the car in park and getting out. Checking his watch as he walks, he notes the time and smiles. He should arrive exactly when he said he would.

If the fucking elevator would come, that is.

He taps his foot, reaching out and pressing the button again, then tapping it incessantly when it still doesn’t light up.

“It’s broken,” he hears your voice off to the side and whips his head over, his eyes widening when he catches sight of you standing in front of the door leading to the stairs. His hand falls limply to his side, his breath stalling in his lungs as you start to walk closer. You’re holding a purse and your heels, your feet protected by your outside slides and your overnight bag slung over your shoulder, and like he thought you would be, you’re wearing a dress.

It’s strappy, sleek, and you glow in it, the reds and pinks flattering your complexion and the fit flattering your curves, the watercolor silk gliding over your body like he wishes his hands could. A devious voice in the back of his mind whispers that you may not be wearing a bra but he disregards it, focusing instead on how beautiful you look and how few words he has in his brain.

Closer and closer you get and still, Wonwoo is speechless.

He can’t summon his voice, can barely summon thoughts, and when you set your bag down and reach out to feel his sweater, he knows there’s no way he’ll survive a whole night of you looking like this.

“Landlord’s out of town or there would be a sign,” you whisper, letting your hand smooth up his chest and wrap around the back of his neck, your nails lightly scratching his sensitive skin.

As if he were in a trance, he leans down, his eyes slipping closed and his lips parting as he presses them softly to yours. He takes his time relearning the shape of your mouth, rediscovering the different ways it can fit with his as he kisses you, his heart pounding in his chest at the way you kiss him back.

He’s about to swipe his tongue over your bottom lip, about to drop his hands to your waist and deepen the kiss, when the entry door bursts open and voices fill the lobby. He gasps, breaking the kiss and stepping back from you before taking your hand, throwing your bag over his shoulder, and nodding over to the door, “We should probably go. Don’t want to be late.”

Breathless, you blink at him and nod, following when he starts to tug you to the exit. He doesn’t let go of your hand as he leads you to the car, carefully looking both ways before pulling you across the street. Unlocking the car and turning it on with his other hand, he brings you around to the passenger side and opens your door, waiting for you to get in and closing it once you set your purse down.

He jogs around to the driver’s side and slides into the car, checking his mirrors before pulling out onto the road and heading toward the restaurant. He was already listening to your shared mix on the way here, so it’s no surprise when your favorite song comes on. You gasp and aww at him like he planned it and he just laughs and takes your hand again, resting your combined grasp on your soft thigh.

You tell him about your day as he drives, detailing your time at the nail salon and showing him your new set at a stoplight before extolling the virtues of afternoon naps and getting ready slowly over three hours instead of getting ready quickly in one.

Not everything makes sense to him, like how gel can be nail polish and how one can spend three hours getting ready, but he’s happy to listen and happier to feel you squeeze his hand in excitement at different points in your stories. You pull away only to put your heels on, leaning down to buckle the sides and returning your hand to his.

For once, Wonwoo can do valet, so he pulls into the loop in front of the restaurant and hands the keys over, glaring at the other valet when he goes to open your door. The man backs away, holding his hands up and heading to the next car as Wonwoo jogs around to your side. He lives for opening your doors (and paying for your nails and sending you money for food and planning your dates and and and), so you know to wait for him to get it for you.

You told him he didn’t need to do all that in the beginning, but he gently begged you to let him. He’s never been a boyfriend before, he wants to do well, and he’s slightly embarrassed to admit he models his behavior after Mingyu’s. Mingyu and his partner are so happy, so in love, it’s almost displeasing to encounter, and Wonwoo can’t help but want the same for you and him.

Hopefully with less public displays of affection, though the kiss in the lobby earlier doesn’t bode well.

He can control himself though, he must, because being physical in public makes you shy and he doesn’t want you to feel uncomfortable, no matter how fucking cute you are when you get shy. You are okay with holding hands though, and he’s thankful for that as he takes yours to help you out of the car.

He experiences the moment almost in slow motion, his heart stuttering before picking up as you smile up at him and rise, stepping up onto the curb so the valet can take the car. This brings you into his space and his brain goes foggy at the smell of your perfume, his free hand coming up to your waist as if on instinct.

It doesn’t stay for long as you step past him, pulling him to the gilded glass doors of the restaurant. You’ve only come here once as it’s rather expensive, but the food is incredible and apparently the cocktails are too. Wonwoo isn’t much of a drinker but he may indulge in a glass of red wine tonight, especially as he’s planning on steak.

He tugs the heavy door open, following you in and stopping at the host’s desk.

“We have a reservation for 6:30, Jeon Wonwoo,” he waits as the host looks up his name, holding his breath until the host smiles and swipes two menus and sets of silverware from the desk.

“Right this way,” they smile and turn to lead them through a sea of tables. Wonwoo lets you go first, still holding tightly to your hand as your heels click on the marble in front of him.

The table is in a nice spot, a corner booth that's actually quite secluded, and you beam excitedly at him as you slide into your side.

Discussion of what to order begins, with you debating between steak, pasta, and just ordering four appetizers. Wonwoo already knows what he wants so he can devote his focus to helping you choose, though he wants to tell you to just get everything. You’d probably be scandalized by that, especially because this is the kind of restaurant where the menu doesn’t have prices.

In the end, you order pasta and he convinces you to get two appetizers as well, tacking onto his order the other two you wanted. You glower at him half heartedly but squeeze his hand in thanks, already perusing the drink menu.

Wonwoo and you are both lightweights, so it’s likely you’ll only get one and he’s sure you want to choose the best. He already ordered his glass of wine, asking the server for a recommendation that would pair well with the steak and that had a relatively low alcohol percentage.

Wonwoo used to fear you’d run out of things to talk about considering how much time you spend together, but there’s always something to discuss. Some work gossip or scandal in the streaming world to share, plans for the future to draw out, nonsense debates to pass the time that almost never have a winner or a loser.

He’s generally a quiet person unless you get him going or activate the small part of him that’s a little maniacal, but he hasn’t been quiet with you since the beginning, since you asked if you were annoying him with all your ‘chatter’. He made an effort to engage and respond after, and now, it doesn’t even take any thought. Now, talking to you is as easy as breathing is (when you’re not around, at least).

The appetizers arrive, you order your cocktail, and before he knows it, mains are being delivered. His steak is perfectly cooked, tender and pink and flavorful, and the sound you make when you take a bite of your pasta is absolutely sinful. It has him thinking thoughts that do not need to be thought in public, has him remembering things that are not conducive to him looking at you and keeping his free hand to himself.

It’s relatively quiet while you eat, just sprinkles of conversation between bites, you holding out a forkful of your pasta for him to try and him reciprocating with a small piece of steak. You hum in delight and so does he, grinning at the way your shoulders wiggle when you get a particularly tasty bite.

You’re both too full for dessert and he’s got some waiting for you at home anyway, so when you both finish eating, all the server brings is the bill. He’s sure you’re both itching to peek at the total and distressed at the thought of finding out so he keeps it close to his chest, freeing his hand from yours to get his wallet out of his pocket. He slips his black card into the folder and places it on his side of the table, nodding when you rise and tell him you’re going to freshen up.

You’ve only been gone a minute when his phone pings, so he figures he has enough time to answer it before you get back. He smooths his face out, letting the phone read it and unlock before going to his messages.

Oddly enough, it’s from you.

And it’s a picture?

Unsuspectingly, he opens it, gasping at what he finds and slamming his phone face down on the table before anyone else can see the screen.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” he mutters under his breath, forcing a smile when the server picks up the bill and rearranging the napkin on his lap as his dick stirs. Even with his eyes open, he can still see the picture.

Can see you, the straps of your dress down by your elbows and one arm hugging your waist under your breasts, pushing them up for him. Your skin was radiant, the necklace he got you for your three month anniversary resting gently on your collarbones, and your nipples were pebbled, hard (was it cold or did you touch them? fuck, he hopes you touched them).

The server arrives with his credit card and you still haven't returned, so he wills his cock to stop thickening and stands, checking over the table to be sure you haven’t left anything before walking to the front of the restaurant.

Wonwoo | u are evil evil evil

Wonwoo | need them in my mouth

Wonwoo | im by the front btw

He hears heels clicking on the marble behind him and doesn’t need to turn to know it’s you, doesn’t even jump when your arm weaves around his, though he does briefly let his eyes flutter shut when he feels the warm press of your breast against his arm. God and now he knows you’re not wearing a bra…

It takes all of his strength just to take a step forward, and another after that, until somehow he makes it to the valet stand, reaching into his wallet for the ticket before handing it to the waiting employee. You shiver, stepping closer to him when a cool breeze sweeps through, and Wonwoo kicks himself for not bringing a coat.

He’s a bit chilly too so he can barely offer you any warmth but he frees his arm and wraps you up against his side anyway, Mingyu’s car pulling up after just a minute or two. The valet leaves the driver’s side door open and jogs around, accepting the cash Wonwoo slips him as a tip before dropping the keys in his open hand and giving him a nod.

Wonwoo opens your door with his free hand, gently shutting it after you’ve climbed in and gotten settled. He takes large steps around the car, sinking into his side and shifting into drive before slowly pulling away from the restaurant.

He heads towards his apartment instead of yours - you like sleeping over at his place more because he has a nicer bed - and rather than holding your hand, he holds your thigh, your flesh warm through the thin silk of your dress.

The drive is tense, quiet, his fingers tightening on the wheel as your thigh flexes under his hand, your legs pressing together, trapping it. He’s not bold enough to work it higher and he needs to focus on driving anyway, but that doesn’t mean his mind isn’t full of thoughts of sliding it up, finding you wet and wanting, bringing you to the edge and then pulling away, over and over until he turns into his parking spot.

Which happens before he expects it to, his brain so preoccupied that he didn’t even notice the time passing. He shifts into park and exits the car, his hand feeling cold where it used to be touching you, before running to get your door and help you out of the car. He takes a second to grab your overnight bag from the back before accepting the hand you hold out and letting you tug him to the door.

His keycard grants him access, the door unlocking with a click as he wraps his free hand around the handle, pulling it open and following you inside. It’s hard not to stare at you as you walk, at the slope of your nearly bare shoulder, the curve of your waist, the bounce of your ass, and there’s no reason not to, which is just one of the many privileges of being your boyfriend.

Another comes after he’s gotten you into his apartment, your heels slipped off and your arms wrapped around his neck as you kiss him for all he’s worth.

AN: Happy Valentine's Day!!! lowkey for my bestie @sluttywonwoo ily you're the only valentine i need 💖sorry for the fade to black, i do plan on continuing this! i just had to scrap my other idea and i wrote most of this today so my brain is tired, i hope u understand 🫶

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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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crimsonbubble · 10 months

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cw. fluff, flower shop au, gn!reader *not proofread, just pure brainrot

[big tired man gets pampered and spoiled by his favs <33] it's fathers day and I thought this was too cute of an idea to pass up :(( all of my knowledge of flowers came from the internet so don't mind that

Miguel deserves to be spoiled

he works so hard to provide and care for his family

so when fathers day rolls around

you and Gabi finally get a chance to take care of him

forcing him the night before to take the day off tomorrow

he knows you're planning something but he doesn't press

he wakes up to you gently shaking him

he can hear faint giggling which brings a soft smile to his face

giving him a quick kiss before telling him to "jump in the shower. Gabi and I are waiting downstairs."

he'll roll over in bed and watch as you quickly leave the room and down the stairs

he'll stare at the clock on the wall, trying to Wil himself to leave the safe warmth of the bed

he eventually just throws himself off the bed and goes to the bathroom

as soon as he enters the bathroom, he can see a pre-picked outfit for him

he'll close the door and find a jacket hanging on the rack with a note that reads 'to match ours ♡'

I couldn't find a kid version but you can imagine it :D

after his shower, he comes down in his new outfit and jacket

his eyes going wide and then softening when he sees that their matching outfits and jackets

Gabi comes running in with a big bouquet of flowers, holding it up to him

Miguel takes it as he examines the colorful arrangement

his eyes are warm as he reads the note sitting among the flowers 'happy fathers day ♡'

words seemed to elude him as he carefully set the bouquet down on the table

you quickly hand him another bouquet, from you

he looks at his fondly before also setting it aside

he swiftly picks up Gabriella, giving her a tight hug as he wraps an arm around you too

"you didn't have to do all this, my loves."

you and gabi tsk, shaking your heads with a smile

"you work so hard to take care of us. let us take care of you this time."

you and gabi both give him a kiss on the cheek

a quick flash goes off as the polaroid camera spits out the picture

you give the picture to Gabriella who waves it around, letting it develop

the picture slowly formed to view miguel with a big grin on his face as he received kisses

you carefully placed the picture to lean against the vase of the bouquet

"okay, let's leave now. before it gets too crowded."

you usher them out the door as you grab your bag on your way out

you make sure the blinds are closed, lights are off and doors are closed as a final check before stopping to gaze at the two bouquets on the table

you'll tell him the meaning of the flowers someday

but for now, you check for the little black box containing matching rings

a honk startles you as you shove the box back into your bag and run out the door

miguel is leaning against the car as Gabriella got out of the driver's seat

clearly she was having fun with honking the horn at you to hurry up

you glance at the flowers in the neighbor's yard, admiring the beautiful roses as you got in the car

aster, symbol of love, daintiness

baby's breath, everlasting love

bittersweet, truth

calla lily, beauty

red chrysanthemum, I love you

fern, secret bonds of love

forget-me-not, true love memories

heliotrope, eternal love, and devotion

white jasmine, sweet love

iris, faith and truth

red salvia, forever mine

red tulip, passion and declaration of love

#bubbly flower shop au #bubbly writes <3 #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara imagines #miguel o'hara imagine #miguel o'hara headcanons #spiderverse x you #spiderverse x reader #miguel x reader #atsv miguel

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peacesmith · 1 year

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gif not by me!

ao3 | masterlist

title - he's got a heart of gold

pairing - peter parker (andrew garfield vr.) x male reader

rating - fluff

word count - 966 words

summary - you're a florist, peter is a college student and your number one buyer. you think he has a girlfriend with the amount of flowers he's bought. oh how wrong you were.

notes - i love peter parker, i love andrew garfield, he's my baby girl and i love him <3. also an excuse for me to ramble about flowers cause i love them.

The small, but loud, chime of the doorbell rings out throughout the compact store. The smell of different arrays of flowers fills the store. It's a smell Peter was always excited to experience.

Peter looks around the arrangement of flowers plastered around the shop. He always wondered where you got such pretty flowers. They were always so fresh whenever he came in.

You don't notice him at first until you saw the male come towards you, you send him a smile and he sends one back.

"Hey Pete! You want to buy some more flowers? The usual?" He shakes his head no before asking,

"I actually wanted to try something different, and maybe add a note to it?" You nod and smile again at him. He's so sweet, trying something different for his girlfriend. Although he never said anything you kind of assumed.

Normally guys don't get flowers for their boyfriends, if they do, they play it off as their girlfriend. At least that's they tell you.

You do wonder if Peter likes men.

Peter follows you towards a bunch of flowers. You put on some gloves, grab some craft paper and start talking about the flowers.

"So, what's the occasion? It would kind of help when making an arrangement." You look at Peter, he thinks for a minute before responding.

"Well, I'm kind of trying to ask them out on a date. I don't really know how to though other than with flowers." He puts his hands in his front pockets and sway back and forth a bit, his brown orbs fall onto your figure. He gives a small smile.

You tilt your head a bit before picking up a white flower.

"This right here is a Camellia, it symbolizes love, adoration and longing. If you give it to someone, you're practically saying that you've been admiring from afar. Or something like that..." Looking away, you calmly pick a few more and place them gently in the paper. You feel Peter's eyes on you for a moment longer, making your face heat up.

You pick up another white flower, this time a slightly different shape.

"This is a Gardenia; it symbolizes purity and gentleness. But it could also mean secret love. Interpret as you will." While putting some flowers in the arrangement Peter interrupts your train of thought.

"Do you have anything that says, 'I love you'?" Peter starts to blush a bit before looking away. He's so adorable, you think.

"Uh well yeah I could do the classic Rose, but it's a bit overused don't you think? So how about this one?" You hold up a red Tulip, sniffing it before giving it Peter. "It stands for passion and a declaration of love."

You pick up some and start arranging it with the other flowers you picked up. Even though it's not a huge arrangement, it's still very pretty.

Peter sniffs the Tulip, it's probably one of his favorites now.

You and Peter go up to the register to get him settled.

"How much do I owe you?" Peter asks.

"Well normally I would charge you the regular price but since this is about your hundredth time, I'll give you a discount." You tell him the price of the flowers and put other pieces paper in the bouquet for decoration. You pull out a piece of paper and fold it in half before grabbing a pen.

"So, you what do you want it to say?" You get ready to write whatever he needs to say.

He looks up at you before giving an awkward smile, "Something simple like 'Would you like to have dinner with me?' or something like that." He shrugs, his shyness showing through a bit. God you just want to give him a big hug.

He's so adorable, you just wish he was interested in men. I mean he's obviously straight. It's a bit sad if you think about it.

You write on the paper before stapling it on the bouquet and handing it to Peter.

"Thanks man, I hope they like them" He smells them before smiling and heading out. Leaving this small lingering of his presence in the shop.

You nod before getting ready to close the shop.

You turn the key and put your hands in your pocket, turning around as you start walking to your apartment. Luckily it wasn't so far from shop, at least ten minutes at the most.

"Hey!" You turn your head at the sound of the noise and see Peter jogging towards you with the flowers he got earlier and a box in his hand of some sort.

"Hey Pete, what's up?" He slightly cuts you off by shoving the flowers and box, which you can now see it's clearly some pastry of some sort, into your hands.

Peter smiles at you with a red face, he's flustered.

"Do you remember what you wrote on the letter?" You nod.

"So, what do you say?" Peter replies.

It stuns you for a moment before you realize what he's asking. You look down at the items in your hand while your face heats up.

Stuttering, you manage to give a reply, "Yeah... Yeah! I would love to go out with you Pete!" You nod excessively before letting out a couple of giggles.

He starts to laugh a bit too before telling you to look at the paper on the bouquet. You do as your told.

His number is on the bottom! He gave you, his number!

"Call me and I'll come get you, alright?" You nod again before calming down on your giggling.

"See you later alright?"

"Yeah, see you." You finally manage to speak.

He walks off as you look at the flowers. You definitely have a place in your home to put these.

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journalofanoldsoul · 1 year

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Flower Power (Moon Edition)

In connection with my previous post on the language of flowers, I decided to offer you a list of associations between Moon signs and houses with flowers and plants:

Moon in Aries or 1st House: Red roses and cactus - Aries is a sign of courage, energy, and action, and red roses represent passion and courage, while cactus symbolizes resilience and survival. The 1st House is associated with the self and personal identity, and these flowers and plants reflect the strong and independent nature of Aries.

Moon in Taurus or 2nd House: Tulips and apple trees - Taurus is a sign of sensuality, luxury, and stability, and tulips represent abundance and beauty, while apple trees symbolize growth and prosperity. The 2nd House is associated with money, possessions, and values, and these flowers and plants reflect the material and aesthetic pleasures that Taurus enjoys.

Moon in Gemini or 3rd House: Lavender and ferns - Gemini is a sign of communication, curiosity, and versatility, and lavender represents clarity and adaptability, while ferns symbolize flexibility and growth. The 3rd House is associated with communication, learning, and siblings, and these flowers and plants reflect the intellectual and social nature of Gemini.

Moon in Cancer or 4th House: White lilies and willows - Cancer is a sign of emotions, empathy, and nurturing, and white lilies represent purity and motherhood, while willows symbolize sensitivity and intuition. The 4th House is associated with home, family, and roots, and these flowers and plants reflect the emotional and nurturing qualities of Cancer.

Moon in Leo or 5th House: Sunflowers and citrus trees - Leo is a sign of creativity, playfulness, and self-expression, and sunflowers represent vitality and self-confidence, while citrus trees symbolize joy and abundance. The 5th House is associated with creativity, children, and pleasure, and these flowers and plants reflect the fun-loving and expressive nature of Leo.

Moon in Virgo or 6th House: Daisies and herbs - Virgo is a sign of practicality, precision, and service, and daisies represent simplicity and purity, while herbs symbolize healing and nourishment. The 6th House is associated with work, health, and routines, and these flowers and plants reflect the practical and health-oriented nature of Virgo.

Moon in Libra or 7th House: Roses and ivy - Libra is a sign of harmony, beauty, and partnership, and roses represent love and beauty, while ivy symbolizes balance and stability. The 7th House is associated with relationships, balance, and justice, and these flowers and plants reflect the diplomatic and aesthetic nature of Libra.

Moon in Scorpio or 8th House: Black roses and blackthorn - Scorpio is a sign of intensity, passion, and transformation, and black roses represent mystery and hidden emotions, while blackthorn symbolizes protection and defense. The 8th House is associated with death, sex, and other people's money, and these flowers and plants reflect the deep and complex nature of Scorpio.

Moon in Sagittarius or 9th House: Daffodils and oak trees - Sagittarius is a sign of adventure, freedom, and optimism, and daffodils represent new beginnings and inspiration, while oak trees symbolize strength and endurance. The 9th House is associated with travel, education, and beliefs, and these flowers and plants reflect the adventurous and expansive nature of Sagittarius.

Moon in Capricorn or 10th House: Pansies and evergreens - Capricorn is a sign of ambition, discipline, and responsibility, and pansies represent loyalty and determination, while evergreens symbolize perseverance and resilience. The 10th House is associated with career, public image, and authority, and these flowers and plants reflect the disciplined and hard-working nature of Capricorn.

Moon in Aquarius or 11th House: Orchids and bamboo - Aquarius is a sign of innovation, independence, and idealism, and orchids represent uniqueness and individuality, while bamboo symbolizes adaptability and strength. The 11th House is associated with friendships, social networks, and aspirations, and these flowers and plants reflect the unconventional and visionary nature of Aquarius.

Moon in Pisces or 12th House: Lotus flowers and seaweed - Pisces is a sign of compassion, creativity, and spirituality, and lotus flowers represent purity and enlightenment, while seaweed symbolizes intuition and fluidity. The 12th House is associated with the unconscious, dreams, and spirituality, and these flowers and plants reflect the imaginative and intuitive nature of Pisces.

It's important to note that these are just some possible associations and that there are many other flowers and plants that could be associated with each Moon sign and house based on personal preferences and cultural associations. Additionally, some Moon sign and house combinations may resonate more with certain flowers and plants than others, so it's always good to follow your intuition and choose what feels right for you.

Stay tune for more astro posts…

xoxo

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witch-undercover-agency · 7 months

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Origin: Greek Mythology

Symbol: The Ram

Quality: Cardinal

Element: Fire

Colour: Red, Blood Red, Midnight Black, Armor Silver

Metal: Iron, Steel, Bronze, Brass, Copper, Silver, Gold, Lead, Mercury

Crystal: Bloodstone, Red Jasper, Carnelian, Red Agate, Hematite, Black Obsidian, Pyrite, Garnet, Ruby, Red Tiger's Eye, Red Calcite, Mahogany Obsidian, Red Aventurine, Fire Agate

Fruits: Cherries, pomegranates, strawberries, raspberries, red apples, watermelon, passionfruit, dragonfruit, cranberries, guava, tomato, fig, plum, apricot, red currants, currants

Vegetables: Red bell peppers, chili peppers, beets, radishes, tomatoes, carrots, red cabbage, red onions, red potatoes, red kale, red Swiss chard, red lettuce, red spinach, red mustard greens, red beans

Flower: Tulip, poppy, red rose, hollyhock, anemone, amaryllis, geranium, carnation, sweet pea, marigold, hibiscus, dahlia, daisy, gladiolus, ranunculus, red camellia

Herb: Basil, cayenne pepper, ginger, garlic, nettle, thistle, coriander, lemongrass, mustard, pink peppercorn, wormwood, vervain, calendula, rue, dragon's blood resin

Animal: Ram, wolf, hawk, eagle, shark, badger, lynx, vulture, crocodile, warthog, scorpion, bull, cobra, panther, hyena

Number: 1

Day: Tuesday

Season: Spring

Time of day: Sunrise

Anatomy: Head, face, eyes, muscles

Key word: Courage

Key phrase: "I am a warrior of the spirit."

Moon phase: Full Moon

Musical note: D

Tarot: The Emperor

Tool: Spear

Spell type: Protection

Offerings:Red wine or blood-red wine to symbolize vitality and bravery.

Freshly sharpened weapons or replicas as a symbol of warfare.

Spicy foods, as Ares was associated with the heat of battle.

Olive oil, a symbol of peace and victory.

Red roses or other red flowers to represent passion and strength.

Frankincense incense to purify and honor the deity.

Ares figurines or statues for his representation.

Honey, as it was believed to be an offering to appease the gods.

Pomegranates, a symbol of fertility and life force.

Bay leaves, which were associated with victory in ancient Greece.

Offerings of meat, such as lamb or goat, to represent strength.

Myrrh resin, often used in ancient rituals and associated with deities.

Red candles to invoke the fiery aspect of Ares.

A spearhead or other warrior-related artifacts.

A prayer or poem expressing your admiration and respect for Ares.

Signs:A sudden surge of courage or confidence when facing challenges.

Dreams or visions of battle or warlike scenes.

Finding or receiving gifts related to warfare, such as a weapon or armor.

Seeing red objects or colors more frequently, as red is often associated with Ares.

Feeling a strong connection to historical or mythological warriors and heroes.

Increased interest in martial arts, combat sports, or military history.

Hearing or encountering stories, songs, or poems related to war and valor.

A feeling of inner strength and determination during tough times.

Noticing signs of conflict resolution or justice happening around you.

Repeated encounters with symbols of Ares, such as his name or imagery.

Birds of prey, like hawks or eagles, appearing more frequently in your vicinity.

Feeling a call to stand up for a just cause or protect those in need.

A strong desire to learn about ancient Greek culture and mythology.

A sense of honor and duty becoming more prominent in your life.

Meeting individuals who share a similar interest in Ares or warrior-like qualities.

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sunshinecherryblossom · 22 days

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Happy Birthday Sakura Haruno 🌸

Happy birthday to our beautiful cherry blossom. Sakura's popularity is now out of the ordinary, various posts and billboards have been made about her, many fans have gathered to show how great her popularity is, some of them have even praised and recognized her deep bond with Naruto so much so that they too had their moment on the big screen (I swear I wasn't expecting this, this is news that made me extremely happy). Being a fan of Sakura doesn't just mean relying on couples but loving her character and the importance she had throughout the story. Furthermore, on the occasion of his birthday, strangely the SP has decided to publish a rather unusual scenario I dare say 😅 and which is creating enough havoc within the NH fandom which feels left aside; shall we say that he enjoys double shipments? ahahaha. In the scene we see Ino and Sakura gossiping and while she blushes thinking about her two companions above we see Sasuke and Naruto giving her flowers but as we well know the meaning of the flower says a lot about a person; now, I did some research about it and the Sasuke flower represents royalty, admiration and good wishes for those who are about to get married (in general it is true that the tulip is the symbol of pure love but this only applies to the colored one red or orange; each color has its importance) while Naruto gives her a bouquet of red roses (symbol of romantic love par excellence, passionate and ardent love). Even various details such as saying that Sakura was happily married to her "first love" raise a lot of doubts. We all know that Sasuke is and will always be her first love but that doesn't mean he is the "only one". Let's say that there are various hypotheses at the moment about double shipments and the popularity of both ships. Is this the time that NS returns to the limelight? Is SP trying to hide something from us or does it want to deceive fans again with false advertising? Is this just a way to increase Sakura's popularity and consequently the SS? Who knows, we can only speculate...let's enjoy these NS moments and at the moment just share the love for Sakura Haruno 🌸💕💕

#narusaku #naruto uzumaki #sakura haruno #naruto x sakura #pro narusaku #sakura #naruto #pro sakura haruno

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ginxparker · 1 year

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flowers - ghostsoap

Soap who loves flowers and has the knowledge of the meaning of each one of them.

Ghost who is madly in love with Soap and doesn't know how to confess.

Soap who, despite appreciating a good and big bouquet of roses, has already been caught saying he thought the idea was a bit cliché.

Ghost who knows how much Soap cares about details despite not looking like it and who wants to feel heard and loved.

Soap that in every mission gives a mini-lesson of some different flower that they find along the way.

Ghost who finally takes courage and makes the least harmonious and beautiful bouquet ever seen in history, but which contains all the flowers with different meanings that symbolize the explosion of feelings that Simon has for Johnny.

Jhonny who feels his eyes fill with tears because Simon was paying attention to him, always. And who chose the flowers with the best meanings.

Red roses in the center representing enduring passion, a single yellow rose within the bunch of red roses, representing their friendship, which was the core of what they began to cultivate for each other and red tulips on the right symbolizing true love, white camellias on the left representing the adoration that Ghost felt;

Dahlias in contact with all the flowers being the lasting bond, white carnations around the entire bouquet that said their love was pure in its entirety.

Simon who, despite his nervousness and desire to escape, manages to express what he feels at the very least.

And Jhonny, who couldn't wait to hear his confession, throws himself at him and kisses him with a touch of love that Simon has never experienced before.

It was time for their love to begin to blossom.

#ghostsoap #soapghost #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #call of duty mwii #i know nothing about flowers and they meaning #english is not my first language #i just thought how cute would be that simon tries to make a bouquet himself for soap #he definitely stab his fingers in thornes #kinda gives me hints of flowershop x tatto au but i would not dare #anyway hope you all liked #all knowledge of flowers came from the internet

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tamlinweek · 2 months

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The Language of Flowers

I didn’t care where I was going. After a while, I paused in the rose garden. The moonlight stained the red petals a deep purple and cast a silvery sheen on the white blooms. “My father had this garden planted for my mother,” Tamlin said from behind me. I didn’t bother to face him. I dug my nails into my palms as he stopped by my side. “It was a mating present.” ~ ACOTAR, ch. 19

To celebrate Tamlin Week, Day 3 (as outlined in depth here), one of our prompts is "Flower Language". The title of the book itself carries a double meaning. A Court of Thorns and Roses is not only a Beauty and the Beast retelling (as we know, he is the Beast, she is the Beauty, although they kind of share both roles), but she is also the Thorn to his Rose.

Roses are widely considered to be a symbol of love. Love was the answer to Amarantha's riddle, and why Feyre braved the Trials Under the Mountain, despite Tamlin trying to send her home for the same reason.

Roses are not the only flowers that mean love. Tulips and Forget-me-nots can mean love, too, but it can also depend on the color (as it does for roses.) The deeper the red of the rose, for example, the deeper the love is said to be, while white indicates innocence. (There is a link below for a list of rose colors and their meanings, if you're interested. In addition, there are links for herbs and other plants.)

While the number of plants and their meanings is too long to list here, here are a handful to inspire you:

AMARANTH: immortality, immortal love

ASH: strength, power, divine connection, authority, protection

BIRCH: adaptability, growth, renewal, death, returning from the grave, new beginnings

BLUEBELL: loyalty, constancy, humility, gratitude

DAFFODIL: uncertainty, chivalry, respect or unrequited love, return my affection, new beginnings

FERN: magic, enchantment, confidence, sincerity, shelter

FORGET-ME-NOT: true love, faithful love, memories

FOXGLOVE: insincerity, immortality, courage, adventures, bravery

HYACINTH: constancy, sorrow, playfulness, loveliness, jealousy

IRIS: eloquence, good news, faith, hope, wisdom, compliments, passion, purity

LAUREL: ambition, success, renown

MARIGOLD: pain, grief

MORNING GLORY: love in vain, affection

PEONY: shame, bashfulness, anger

ROSEMARY: remembrance

SNOWDROP: consolation, hope

TULIP: new start, rebirth, prosperity, indulgence, abundance

For more variety and more definitions, consider the following resources:

Floriography: Meaning and Symbolism

ProFlowers: The Complete Rose Color Meanings Guide

The Forest Fairy: Flowers for Your Fairy Garden

Grooving Trees: The Complete List of Tree Symbolism

Dave's Garden: Please Pass Me the Eye of Newt [Herb Names and Meanings]

Wikipedia: List of Plants with Symbolism

We look forward to seeing what you can create using the Language of Flowers and other plants!

#floriography #flower language #tamlin week prompts #tamlin week #tamlin week 2024 #tamlinweek #tamlinweek2024 #tamlin #pro tamlin

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owlish-owlhouse · 1 year

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Hanahaki Disease (花吐き病)

For those that don't know Hanahaki Disease is a fictional disease where a person spits up flower petals if they like somebody/ have found who they think is their soulmate. As time goes on the petals turn to full fledged flowers growing from the heart. If the love is one-sided then the person chokes to death on the flowers, the petals filling their lungs. If it's mutual the disease fades away.

Platonic soulmates spit up their partners/friends petals. They are non-dangerous but the petals can rot or wilt over time if the relationship fades. Romantic soulmates spit up petals and grow flowers from their lungs until the person confesses. Once the confessions been made petals will occasionally show with strong emotions.

Tagging you Dopp, @dopp-loves-yanderes

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Belos is Orange Lilies

Orange Lilies: Lilies are considered a beautiful, popular flower but the orange variations symbolize confidence, wealth, hatred, disdain, and pride

Hunters is Sunflowers

Sunflowers: Loyalty, Honesty, and Adoration. They can also symbolize a want for happiness or stronger commitments/connections as the flowers reach towards the sun.

Liliths is Jasmine

Jasmine: These flowers have many meanings. Purity, feminine powers, sensuality, modesty, hospitality, community, inspiration, and spiritual ascension being some of them.

Kikimoras is Red Tulips

Red Tulips: They Represent passionate and fiery love. Also often seen as obsessive deep or true love. They can be weeds as well.

Raine is Red Roses (R.I.P Eda)

Red Roses: Also seen as a flower that represents passionate love they can also be a sign of wanting deeper commitment. Often thrown onto stage after a performance they express love, gratitude and appreciation to performing artists.

EberWolfs is Orange Poppies

Orange Poppies: Wild and free, orange poppies represent health and regeneration.

Vitimirs is Marigold

Marigold: The change of the winter season they are seen as a sign of clear thinking, the future changing, inner strength, and positive emotions.

Terras are Snapdragons (of course)

Snapdragons: Typically associated with grace and strength due to how they look and the rocky areas they grow, these flowers can also represent deviousness and deception.

Adrain is Forget me Nots

Forget me Nots: They represent true love. Giving someone this flower means you truly love and respect this person. It is a testament to your relationship and promises the other person that you will never forget them in your thoughts. It can also be a flower of great sadness and loneliness.

Hetties are Morning Glorys

Morning Glorys: A flower used in many medications (LSD) it represents resilience and strength.

Osran is Wisteria

Wisteria: Representing love and devotion even past death, they are seen as having good luck, lasting success, and longevity in life.

Darius is Lilacs

Lilacs: The Joy of Youth. Connecting to the spiritual and sexual they often mean renewal and confidence. They can also bring happiness and tranquility to one's life the relationships in it.

Mason is Chocolate Dahlia

Chocolate Dahlias: New beginnings and fresh starts, steadfastness, beauty, commitment to what is good, and kindness these flowers have many meanings depending on the colors.

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viviennevermillion · 1 year

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Giving him flowers

notes: some headcanons about what kind of bouquet would fit pantalone based on the flower's meaning and how he'd react to you giving them to him! might make more of these with other characters! ❤️

contains: pantalone x gn!reader

warnings: none

╰┈➤ red tulips — perfect and deep love

the most common symbolism of tulips is "perfect and deep love". red tulips in particular stand for passion and eternal love. they're perfect to convey your feelings of love to pantalone, signaling the wish for your relationship to last forever. your bond with pantalone is one filled with passion; constantly supporting each other to reach new heights of greatness. his business partners and wealthy aquaintances commonly regard you two as a power couple; passionate about what you do and capable of shaking heaven and earth if someone dare challenge you. pantalone is on a path to pursuing radical change; however your love is something both of you wish to remain as solid as stone. you may be a force to be reckoned with in public but when the two of you are together in private, one could practically feel the deep adoration you feel for one another. when he's alone with you, pantalone only has eyes for you and he wishes for nothing more in those moments than for these feelings to be returned in full. when he's with you it's like everything glows and your love has a strength that may outlast even the hardest times and disasters.

╰┈➤ alyssum — worth beyond beauty

alyssum as a flower means "worth beyond beauty" and "sweetness of soul". day by day pantalone moves in a world that is quite shallow and superficial; attending gatherings for the wealthy is a big part of his job and as such, he witnesses the full spectrum of vanity. aside from himself, you're the one reminding him of what truly makes him remarkable; the qualities hiding beneath the surface, always there and present in his schemes but truly visible only to those he trusts fully. you're privy to seeing into his heart, witnessing the full extent of his intelligence and also the sides of him no one but you gets to see. how he can actually be very sweet and how much he adores you whenever he has the time to. in private, pantalone is sweet. he prepares baths for you after a long, stressful day with only the most luxurious products; he has his moments of holding you close in his arms and telling you what's on his heart; all the unconditional love he feels for you and tries to put into words once in a while. he's mindful of you and your needs; he makes sure you feel valued and appreciated. he doesn't shy away from complimenting you and letting you know exactly what he loves about you. pantalone is so sweet to you and only you; he's sensitive but hardly fragile and he's so much more than a pretty face with worldly power. you make sure he never forgets that.

╰┈➤ california poppy — true gold is in the heart

you see through pantalone's shady business man facade and treasure him for who he is deep inside. similarly, the most precious gift he can give you is his love. he still hasn't quite gotten that yet. pantalone's love language is gift giving and he has a habit of taking that to the extremes with how wealthy he is. sometimes you don't even know what to do with all the gifts he gives you. but he feels like this is how he can show you how special you are to him. nothing is too expensive for this man when it comes to spoiling you but he does need a reminder once in a while that that's not what counts for you. that the affection he gives you and the love he feels for you is all you'd truly need and that you'd love him even if he was back to being dirt-poor and destitute. because it would still be him and that's all you need to be in love. what's in his heart is so much more valuable to you than anything he can provide to you with money. and even though he won't stop his lavish spending, he's grateful whenever you convey that to him. he treasures you so much; you who appreciates all sides and secrets of him and chose to love him not despite but because of it.

╰┈➤ peony — good fortune, wealth, love

peonies symbolize good luck, wealth, honor and love. they're perfect for so many occasions; especially anything containing well-wishes and congratulations. they can stand for everything you and pantalone have in your relationship and intend to keep. they're a celebration of where you are in your life; more than well-off financially and deeply in love. of course pantalone should have a flower symbolizing wealth in his bouquet, as that's the thing he worked so hard for; getting from the bottom to the top. he wants to share all of that with you. and he considers himself so lucky to have met and fallen in love with someone so honest and true; especially considering the type of people he's usually around. and so do you. you hope to retain all the happiness and the life you currently live with him. and you only want the best for him too; prioritizing his happiness and making sure he's as content as you are.

╰┈➤ ivory roses — luxury, thoughtfulness

roses are a symbol of love and ivory roses in particular stand for thoughtfulness and gracefulness; traits that pantalone embodies perfectly and just some of the many things you love about him. additionally, ivory roses also symbolize luxury and charm. they make you recall the memories of how you fell for each other; him taking you to balls and banquets out of custom only at first; then realizing you genuinely enjoy each other's company and could talk about pretty much anything. you think pantalone has a beautiful mind; for someone who pulls strings behind the scenes and doesn't show much of what is going on in his head usually, he has so many interesting thoughts you were ready to hear more about. you loved to talk to him; especially when it was just you and him cuddling in bed and discussing whatever came to mind. you also appreciate his elegance; the way he'd walk into every room in public dressed in the finest of clothes like he owned the place made you swoon and feel a sense of pride over being with him. it was also a facet of him and it was one of the ways he'd be unapologetically himself in public; that you couldn't help but love this side about him as well. his confidence, elegance and the way he'd flirt with you even after getting together with you; as a way of still conveying his love to you in public even when he couldn't be as affectionate as he was in private.

"Pantalone", you call out to him as you opened the door to your shared living space, "I got you something." You chuckle at how he instantly walks towards you, his curiosity getting the better of him. Even though he could get anything he wanted with the wealth he had, he still loved when you surprised him with a gift, especially when it had meaning or you put thought and effort into it.

"Now you're making me curious", he admits, giving you that warm smile that was reserved solely for you and that you loved that much.

You pull the bouquet of flowers out from behind your back, handing them to him in anticipation. His facial expression softens even more upon seeing them. "Thank you so much, my love", he wraps an arm around your shoulder and presses an appreciative kiss to your forehead. You can feel him smiling against your skin; obviously happy and feeling honored to receive affection from you in this way.

Pantalone puts the flowers in a vase and listens attentively as you explain their meanings to him. His smile gets wider as you continue on and whenever he feels particularly touched by the thoughts you had while picking out these flowers for him, he leans against you and nuzzles your neck happily.

"I know it's not even close to the expensive gifts you-", you can't finish your sentence as your lover is too busy pressing his lips against yours and kissing you sensually. You bury your fingers in his hair and smile into the kiss.

"They're perfect, love", he reassures you and squeezes your hand, "I can tell you put a lot of thought into this and I feel honored receiving such a gift from you. I love them." He presses another kiss to your lips sinking back onto the couch with you to cuddle. "I love you", he looks into your eyes and softly kisses your hand while holding you close.

author's note: i hope you guys liked this one. i'll probably do capitano next because giving the buff scary man pretty flowers and watching him feel loved is a big yes. 👀❤️

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