#Orchids and calla lillies for me!

[honest-jellyfish]

Flower Language

Alstroemeria- Friendship, devotion, sentiment, love, strength

Apple Blossom- I prefer you over all

Amaryllis- Splendid Beauty

Anemone- Anticipation

Anthurium- Hospitality

Aster- Patience, September birth flower, love, daintiness

Bird of Paradise- joyfulness,

Bouvardia- Enthusiasm

Carnations- Pride and Beauty, January birth flower,

Cushion Chrysanthemum- fidelity, November birth flower

Corn Flower- be gentle with me

Calla Lily- beauty

Daisy- fidelity, April birth flower, loyal love, innocence, I love you truly

Standard Chrysanthemum- fidelity, November birth flower

Daffodil- chivalry, March birth flower,

Delphinium- Heavenly, July birth flower

Freesia- Innocence

Gladiolus- strength of character, August birth flower

Gerbera Daisy- innocence, joy, cheerfulness

Gelid- love,beauty, refinement, beautiful lady (ha! Ironic isnt it?)

Heather- admiration

Hyacinth- constancy, your loveliness cheers me, tragedy, love

Hydrangea- Heartfelt

Honeysuckle- devoted affection

Iris- my compliments, February birth flower, “I send a message”

Larkspur- levity

Lily- May birth flower, humility, devotion, restored innocence after death, “my love is pure”

Lilac- youthful innonce

Lillies of the valley- return of happiness

Marigold- October birth flower,

Mimosas- sensitivity

Magnolia- perseverance

Maidenhair- discretion

Narcissus- December birth flower, confidence, beauty, dedication

Orange Blossom- purity, virginity

Orchid- A belle

Peony- bashful

Primrose- ��Can’t live without you,”

Peach blossom- captive

Poppy- I am not free, sleep

Rosemary- remembrance

Rose- June flower, love, passion, respect, courage

Sunflower- adoration, loyalty, longevity, pure thoughts

Snowdrop- hope

Sweet pea- delicate pleasure

Tulip- love, declaration of love, friendship, gratitude

Tiger lily- wealth, pride

Veronica- fidelity

Violet- faithfulness

Wild rose- pleasure, and pain

[mysterycharacterflowers]

Welcome, the tournament starts!

The polls will start being posted today, July 9, at 3 pm BRT, they will be posted every 15 minutes, they will finish being posted at July 10 at 6:45 am!

• All matches were randomized, this gave some interesting matches (insert the illusion of free choice meme here)

• All polls have the the tag #round 1

• I can't check if all things people said about all the 129 characters are true, so if someone lied on their submission that's on them

• If you see any mistakes (wrong pictures, misspelling, etc) please tell me ^-^

• I tried my best to short long descriptions, key word tried

• If you see sentences in first person in the posts, remember it's not me (the mod of this blog), it's the submitter talking!

• All submissions (except one) made it to the tournament, I didn't take a submission away if the content/media was problematic, I just put almost all the submissions in the tournament

• Some posts don't use the characters canonical pronouns, some of them use they/them for extra mystery

• You can guess who the characters are, but if you are 100% certain please don't tell. I wanna maintain the mystery ^-^;

• I won't reblog any propaganda (but like try to do propaganda only if you are really sure of the character, or you might give a wrong propaganda to a character ^-^;)

• The [...] means that this part of the description was shortened!

• Also there's OCs here!

• When a character loses, the reveal will be tagged as #reveals and there will be a #[insert media name here] spoilers

• If you want to talk more about the character after they lose, you can talk in the reblog of the reveal, and I will reblof it with the tag #flowers for the fallen (because I wanted to it be related to flowers but I didn't know how)

• If you want me to tag post as something, to like put a tw, please tell me ^-^

• I will reblog the polls 4 hours before they end!

• If a tie happens, a tie breaker polls will happen. If they also tie in the tie breaker, a polls with 3 characters (the 2 that are tied + the one the winner would fight) will happen

The matches are under the cut!

Side A

Gladiolus 3 VS Blue rose 3

Yellow Rose VS A bouquet of black-eyed susan, orange lily, amaryllis, canna, black petunia and purple hyacinth

Marigold VS Hibiscus

Rose 1 VS A bouquet of lily and sunflower

A bouquet of aloe, fern, blue iris and sage VS Blue Rose 2

Roses 4 VS Nasturtiums

Violet 1 VS Sunflower 4

Amorphophallus titanum VS Ceropegia Adrianae

Spider Lily VS Himalayan blue poppies

A bouquet of bittersweet and rhododendron VS Wisterias

Fire Poppy VS Butterfly weed

A bouquet of forget-me-nots, dill, purple hyacinth, hyssop, thyme, lotus flower and marjoram VS Lily of the valley

Sunflower 2 VS Lotus 1

Daffodil 1 VS White Lily

Baby's breath VS Clematis 2

Acanthum VS Red Geranium

Side B

Daffodil 2 VS Lavender VS A bouquet of coral bells, caladium and carnations

Bluebonnet VS A bouquet with love-lies-bleeding, forget-me-nots and sunflowers

Gum cistus VS A bouquet of white orchids and purple hyacinths

A bouquet of yellow foxglove and snapdragon VS A bouquet of gladiolus flowers and lilies, with spiky knautia, shield, dogwood, iris, lotus, lily of the valley, foxglove, rock rose, water lily, daffodil, green and black roses, sunflower, poppy, crystanthenum, wolfsbane, liatris, buttercup, and bleeding heart flowers. There's a sole kadupul flower in the middle of it.

Blue rose 1 VS Snapdragons 2

[A bouquet of azalea, red calla lily, thistle and amaranthus (love-lies-bleeding) VS Tartarian Aster](https://www.tumblr.com/mysterycharacterflowers/722410802542428160/a-bouquet-of-azalea-red-calla-lily-thistle-and?source=share(

A bouquet of coreopsis and columbine VS A bouquet of columbine and geranium

A pair of two desert petunias VS Black rose

Amaranth VS A bouquet of 3 lupins

A bouquet of red spider lillies, forget-me-nots, purple hyacinth, deadly nightshades and white lillies VS Ornithogalum

Clematis 3 VS Lilac

Orange blossom VS Red spider lilies

Forget-me-not 2 VS Black Dahlia

A bouquet of purple hyacinths, a oleander, a few rhododendron, some belladonna and a hollyhock VS Plastic/fake strawberry flowers

A bouquet of black dahlia and red spider lily VS Violet 2

Forget-me-nots 3 VS White Egret Orchid

Side C

A bouquet of yellow rose, plantain lily, amaranth, heather and sunflower VS Sunflower 3

Daisy 2 VS Red daylily

Yellow carnations VS Iris florentina

A bouquet of rue, tansy, monkhood, milkweed and dame's rocket VS A bouquet of blue roses, edelweisses and yellow azaleas

A bouquet of lotuses, dandelions, sunflower, gerberas, forget me nots, nemophilas, narcissus, lilies, purple and light blue hydrangeas, leaved corepsis, yellow cosmos, roses, peonies, periwinkles, bellflowers, white paper daisies, christmas rose, dahlias and carnations VS Buttercups

Thistle VS A bouquet of dandelions, buttercups, roses, both black and yellow and sunflowers

Gladiolus 2 VS Crimson rose

A bouquet of ginger torch lilies and blue carnations VS Vanilla Orchid

A bouquet of fern and forget me nots VS A bouquet of daffodil, yellow roses, sycamore, purple hyacinths, irises and poppy

A bouquet of sunflowers, dandelions, ferns, foxglove, hollyhock, lotus, balsamine, green carnation, fennel, black eyed susan and queen of night VS Forget-me-not 4

A bouquet of poppies and opium flowers VS Chrysanthemum

A bouquet with blue morning glories and saxifrage/rockfoils VS Gloriosa Genus

Rose 2 VS Love-lies-bleeding

Begonias VS A bouquet of red balsam, cockscomb amaranth, scarlet auricula, wheat stalks and dead leaves

A bouquet of star magnolia, lavender, dark crimson rose, white carnations, sweet pea and forget me nots VS Lotus 2

Snapdragon 1 VS A bouquet of belladonna, cyclamen and iris

Side D

Rose 3 VS Gladiolus 1

A bouquet of purple hyacinth, purple columbine and hellebore VS Bittersweet nightshade

Forget-me-not 1 VS A bouquet with begonia, carnations, anemones and snowdrops

Tamarisk VS White crocuses

Sunflower 1 VS Clematis 1

White Alyssum VS A bouquet of sunflowers, geraniums and hollyhock

Catnip VS Valerian

A bouquet of lavender, gardenias and limelight hydrangeas VS Sakura

A bouquet of purple hyacinth, hydrangea, acanthus and purple columbine VS Carnations

Blue roses 4 VS Sage

A bouquet of buttercups, yellow hyacinths and cyclamens VS A bouquet of cockscomb, white poppy, white acacia and pink chrysanthemum

Firecracker plant VS Red Rose

Oleander/Nerium/Dogsbane VS Geranium

Rainflower/Rain lily VS Mountain Laurel

Pistachio Flower VS Daisies 3

Cherry Blossom VS Daisy 1

[bee-snail]

WIP Ask Game!

I'm curious about Calla Lillies and Foxgloves. :)

Oh man. "Calla Lillies" is my compilation of unfinished spicy scenes of my main Moonrise pairing (you know who they are hahehe), and "Foxgloves" is about my Fernanda Pizazzo's backstory!

I wanna add a few snippets... obviously won't put anything too explicit in here because. Yeah. But if you'd like to read it you could always just ask me in DMs haheh.

Moonrise Spoilers 2023 !!! Again !!!

Snippet time:

"Calla Lillies"

[...] Flowers bloomed in numbers on the vines that covered most of the ceiling and walls, and Hector noticed the sheer abundance of calla lilies, white orchids, roses, jasmines and are those forget-me-nots?

"You made us a new garden," he chuckles, giving her a soft kiss under her chin. "What's it mean?"

The flowery scent mirrored her good mood, as she laughed while he kissed her neck and it tickled.

She hums, grinning. "Red roses often mean love and passion," she tells him, as his kisses begin to descend onto her collarbones. "Jasmines are similar: they mean love and desire," she can feel his hands venture underneath her dress, revealing her skin, "Orchids can mean... seduction," she throws her head back with a soft moan when he pinched one of her nipples, still delivering kisses down to her chest. One particular flower blooms right in front of her eyes. "And calla lilly, flower of lust."

[...]

"Foxgloves"

Everyone knew that miss Fernanda Lopez slept with the professor.

Though that was land of nobles and scholars, even the lowest of servants could figure it out. [...]

[austerulous]

◈   @warpaiint said:   ❛ Evie's love language through flowers to Soma? Very likely as she loves secret messages with flowers sooo Acacia Blossom– Concealed Love Gardenia– Secret Love Lilly Calla– Beauty Mistletoe– Kiss Me, Affection Orchid– Exotic Beauty, Proud and Glorious Femininity Tulip Red– Declaration of Love ❜  //  floral expressions.

What could not be spoken aloud was instead uttered in stamens and sepals, in a language understood only by those fluent in floriography.  Which was why, when Evie presented her with the bouquet, Soma understood the sentiment immediately.

Flour clung powdery and pale to her apron, marked her cheek in a streak – painted there by a thumb, as she carelessly swept tendrils of dark hair out of her eyes.  The kitchen was baked in the sugary scent of shortbread, brimming with late afternoon light.  Jagged shadows, cast by a windowsill that was crowded with herbs and cuttings, cut across the cherrywood table.

Together the women stood in the beating heart of the home, the distant laughter of the children drifting through the propped-open window.  Somewhere out of sight, the little ones cartwheeled on the lawn, chattering like so many rowdy starlings.  They weaved daisy chains, collected fistfuls of buttercups and dandelions, bluebells and speedwells.  This was something much more exotic than those childish posies, and far more intimate.  Evie might as well have presented her excised heart in a velvet-lined box. 

Awestruck, Soma clutched the bunched stems in a fist, traced the edges of blooms with a fingertip, drinking in their scent.  Petaled faces peered up at her expectantly.  Acacia blossoms: intricate and honey scented.  Gardenia: waxy, white flowers contrasting beautifully against glossy, dark green leaves.  Calla lilies: striking with their smooth, trumpet-shaped spathes.  Orchids: freckle-cheeked and exotic.  Tulips: deep crimson in colour, shaped like velvety cups.  All spoke of secret love, of unabashed femininity.

“These are beautiful.”

Mistletoe was the last to demand the lady’s attention.  Leathery, evergreen leaves crowded tiny flowers, so easily overlooked next to the plump clusters of cream-coloured berries.  Kiss me, it stated plainly.  Soma breathed a dreamy sigh, her nose filled with the scent of flowers. 

“You are beautiful.”

A grateful kiss was pressed to Evie’s cheek.  Another, less chaste, less hesitant, saw the corners of their mouths catch.  A third brought their lips together in earnest.

[aheartbrokenpoet]

The love of flowers

I dream

Quite a lot

Of a love that’ll bloom

And never wilt

One made of Heliotropes

For my eternal love

Roses won’t suffice

For the one who steals my heart

For once stolen

I never take it back

I give you my all

For I dream of a love

That is forever eternal

One that is mine

From now until the end of time

I would give 100 Hyssops and wish for nothing in return

Just your own Heliotropes

Your Roses

Your Lavender

Your Magnolia

So long as you treat me like an Orchid

For you’re my Sweet Pea

The one I give my Sunflowers

My Peony’s

My Larkspur

My Amaryllis

And treat you like Clematis

For you’ll be my Heliotropes

And I hope I’m yours

I would give all the flowers in the world to you

And more

All I ask for is to be your Heliotropes

And that we’ll be each other’s Lilac

Gardenia

Camellia

Calla Lilly

Zinnia

And all I ask

Is to be your Heliotropes

[thetwstwildcard]

Amaryllis,Camellia General,Camellia White,Gloxinia,Iris Yellow,Lilly Calla,Mistletoe,Orchid,Rose Orange,Rose Red,Sunflower,Tulip Variegated,Tulip Red,Viscaria

To Catherine from Damián 💐❤

Amaryllis: Splendid Beauty

Camellia General: Admiration

Camellia White: You're Adorable

Gloxinia: Love at First Sight

Iris Yellow: Passion

Lilly Calla: Beauty

Mistletoe: Kiss me, Affection

Orchid: Exotic Beauty, Proud and Glorious Femininity

Rose Orange: Fascination

Rose Red: Love, Respect

Sunflower: Pure Thoughts, Adoration, Warmth

Tulip Variegated: Beautiful Eyes

Tulip Red: Declaration of Love

Viscaria: Will You Dance With Me?

"Oh flowers?" Catherine tilted her head as she looked at them all before she remembered 'wait a tick, isn't there a language behind flowers?' She racked her brain and as she started to remember the meanings her face grew more and more flushed. Her ears pinned against her head as she hid her face in the bouquet "N-no fair...!" The cat mumbled, the flowers covering her flustered face and faint smile crossing her lips. As she thought of the meaning of the last flower she mumbled her answer aloud "I will..." 'Just please give my heart a moment' she thought to herself.

[jayvikbrainrot]

Can we have more Arcane Characters Flower Matching? UwU

oooh okay let me see let me see....

This is gonna be a loooong post lol

Silco Black Calla Lillies

Jinx Blue Beard Dahlia

Also.... Radiation Daisies... >>

Vi Foxglove

Or Choral Bells ^ Caitlyn I was thinking water lilies?

but I'm not entirely sold Maybe Cornflower

Mel Cattleya Orchid

Vander Echeveria Black Prince Succulent

Ekko Angel's Trumpet

I also based these purely on Vibes™️ and like if I were to draw them what would look best if they were holding or surrounded by these plants. I don’t super often look into flower meanings, and I very much didn’t for these options.

[claire-de-lune-poetry]

Greenhouse of the underworld-

A black glass cathedral covered in onyx ivy

Noone believes a garden here could be lively

Just because its not rich in colors of spring

Means a tarnished love for me it brings

Yet here i prove in the garden of hell

You can breathe life into the coldest of realm

Stroll through this terrace, the conservatory

Read every flowers symbol, their story

Black tulips for the queen of night

Black dahlia for betrayl of might

Black pansy for broken love

Black roses for morning the past above

Hellebore is poisonous but means tranquility

See no two flowers are of the same versatility

Purple calla lilly though not ebony

Still has beautiful meaning of longevity

Chocolate cosmos for communicative thoughts

Dark iris for the hope & courage all for naught

Bat orchid has the power to cure

A battle of cancer ive already conqured

So which will you pick in this bouquet of death

Still even knowing it wilts will it take away my breath

For in this gothic garden ive kept

The plants alive even in hells darkest depths.

[heli0s-writes]

“let me walk you home.”

for @that-damn-girl​, with Bucky. It got longer than expected-- and a little bit steamier than expected. 1.7k words. Smitten, pining, shy Bucky.

[28 WAYS Masterlist // Prompts]

When Bucky finally returns to Wakanda, it seems like nothing has changed. 

Five years of oblivion, one year of grieving, and he finally pulls himself together enough to visit the country that made him whole.

The fields are lush. The city, animated. The people, kind. The royal family is expecting him, still full of easy care for this broken boy. T’Challa sends his best to accommodate The White Wolf even though Bucky had refused to be treated with so much attention.

In response, and with some cheek, the king assures him his new accommodations are even more luxurious than before and Bucky thinks it must be Shuri’s doing.

No, Bucky smiles to himself, nothing has changed. It makes him feel steady and safe again, like both his feet are on solid ground and not slipping off another train.

Until he disembarks and steps down from the ramp where the sun catches in his eye a little, makes him blink out the afterimage of its bright glare. When he’s finally able to see the figure at the edge of the landing pad, the Earth rocks with a tremendous lurch.

You stand comfortably at the end of the ramp, fingers linked in a loose weave, eyebrow quirked at him.

Six years but you’re just as he remembers. Lopsided mouth a little lifted at one corner, forever affixed in a state of watchful amusement. Your deep amethyst gown is free-flowing and beautifully patterned, arabesque lines curving against the arch of your thighs when you turn from the jet. It dips low in the back, and he can see the glisten of shea rubbed over the grooves of your skin.

“Sergeant Barnes,” you greet over your shoulder, “Welcome back to Wakanda. Let me walk you home.”

Undoubtedly Shuri’s doing.

-

The Golden City is resplendent. Against the backdrop of sky-spiraling towers and illuminated technology, you are a singular beauty to behold. Bucky feels cracked open in all the ways he used to be: unstitched, untethered, barely holding on in a light breeze.

“Remember this, Sergeant?” You ask, leading him forward, pointing down a pathway, “Didn’t the children corner you once?”  

“Yes,” he remembers.

“And the mandazi cart? Didn’t you prefer the cinnamon sugar topping best?”

“Yes,” Bucky replies quietly, “Just a little. Not too sweet.”

“I remember you didn’t like anything too sweet.”

And the shudder that follows sends his blood straight to his head.

Bucky’s knees feel like they could give out as he coughs with a stammer, shoving his hands in his pockets, staring at his shoes scuffed up with dirt. Anything to distract himself from the memory of a mid-morning bruise growing on his collar and the subsequent teasing from Shuri.

A bite. A scratch. The way your face looked with the hot white streak of sun falling in your open mouth. Bodies still encased in free-flowing cotton, but it was enough to sear his entire being. That pretty, perfect, picture of you on his thigh.

Jesus fucking Christ.

He coughs again.

  You keep on coolly, stepping side to side and avoiding the crowd with ease as if your comment didn’t mean a thing. As if it didn’t trip him up almost physically through the street.

“Have any plans while you’re here?” You ask innocently, stopping at a booth of flowers and browsing through orchids. Daisies and irises peer back at you, beckoning your touch. Bucky reaches into his pocket, buys a violet that matches your dress with the intention of – he doesn’t know, tucking it behind your ear? Six years later and he still doesn’t know what to do with you.

But, of course, it’s been six years for you, and only one for him.

His stomach drops at the thought of a separation only oblivion can create between two people so damn close to a beginning. An irreconcilable distance of time that will never align and how could he be so naïve to think nothing has changed?

“No,” he replies a little dumbly as your hand jingles with change. “No plans. Just…” A melancholy look at the way you turn from him.

“Missed it?”

“Yeah.”

 The stroll continues. One violet in his hand, two Calla Lillies in yours. You turn them round and round, pressing your nose to the spathes, letting their soft points flick over your lips. He feels forgotten altogether until he hears your tepid voice, shaded with the slightest of sorrows.

“They’re a symbol of rebirth and resurrection. I thought it was fitting; you do look reborn, after all.”

Bucky runs his hand instinctively through his hair—cut short now, and he’s still trying to get used to it. His throat constricts. He suddenly aches all over.

“Thank you,” he says finally, after a long while. “For, uh, walking me.”

“We’re not there yet.”

“I just meant—”

“I’m teasing, Sergeant.”

Up the iron stairs you ascend, looking back at him every few steps with a grin. At the door, you pause, both hands coming together to grasp onto the waxy stalks of the flowers, turning them again. “Hope my teasing didn’t offend you?”

“No,” Bucky replies, watching the way you unlock the door deftly, reaching inside to turn the light on for him. “… I remember you liked to tease.”

The smack of the blooms against his chest is abrupt and it takes him by surprise when you laugh sharply.

“Oh! Is that right? What else do you remember?”

He stutters, a little eager, a little hesitant. “I remember—” a thick swallow and you trace the motion of his throat with gentle eyes, walking backwards, hanging your hopes on the bobbing of his Adam’s apple. Bucky presses his lips together.

“I remember us.”

“Yeah?” You take the violet and cross into the kitchen, grabbing a tall glass from the counter and placing the flowers inside, going quiet. “Remember us doing what?”

He’s no good at this— this game. This cat and mouse tension of your provocation. The heady atmosphere of growing closer together but somehow drifting further apart. Every question is a challenge, a play for something from him—an admission? An apology? A funeral?

You call him Sergeant. You hardly look at him. But then you stand, hip jutting, palms flat on the counter, chin on your shoulder and just the sweet shock of your profile is enough to cut him clean through.

“Lots of things.” Bucky steps on the eggshells because he might as well crush them now. 

Reaches the small of your back with his hand, palming the straight column of your exposed spine and counts all the goosebumps that break across your skin. Flesh on flesh, his lips on your shoulder and then neck. He remembers this. Remembers the way you sigh and lean into him. Remembers the heat. Remembers his heart, stitched back together by your loving fingers.

His right hand slips through the open space of your dress. All five warm fingers splay out, gripping your side and curling over your lower ribs. And god, he’s trembling head to toe, feet so unbalanced now he might fall completely.

Your head leans back onto his shoulder, weight of it holding him down, “You’re shaking.”

With a slow turn, you face him, fingertip trailing up his neck and along the curve of his throat to his chin. Tilting him up to the ceiling, you press a blazing kiss onto his neck, “Am I making it better or worse?”

He doesn’t mean to do it—or maybe he does, but the speed of it surprises even Bucky when he lifts you by the thighs and places you on the sink counter. He cuts off your sharp gasp and turns it into an exhilarated moan, presses your chest to his with frantic hands, nudges your legs open to nestle himself in between.

And hell, the way you feel in his arms—delicate but full of fight, softly pulsing with the strength he’s always admired about you—it feels safe. Steady. The kind of stable that’s always been taken from him too soon.

It’s been six years—or one—or whatever, and his entire being is vibrating with the magnitude of a catastrophic earthquake, but Bucky can’t be bothered to care about any of that now. Your mouth is open, tongue sweeping over his, teeth playfully nipping at his bottom lip, and it dashes away all his good sense.

When he breaks away, he’s overly aware of his erratic heartbeat and swollen mouth. Kissed tender, and it takes what’s left of his breath to see that you match him just as well. You lean forward again, and he meets you for another two, three, five kisses. He loses count after a few more, eager and fumbling and dizzy as he peppers them over your cheek, down to your collar.

“Don’t even think about it,” you warn, hand tugging him away by his hair, “Bite me and I’ll kick you out.”

Bucky pauses and snaps upright, confused at the statement and the way your eyes sparkle with amusement. Knowingly, you nod to the space behind him, “I live here, Bucky.”

“What?” He mutters. It takes him a minute, but he finally looks around and notices the simple decorations. The well-cared for plants, the soft blanket over the couch, the mug of coffee with a stirring spoon stuck inside. The small plate of—his heart skips a beat—half-eaten mandazi with cinnamon sugar on top.

“Oh, god.”

Bucky presses the heel of his palm to his eyes, doesn’t know if he might laugh or sob. Maybe both.

Still in the hold of his one hand, you twist halfway, moving the glass further in case either one of you might knock it over. The spathes of the lilies turn idly to look at him, draped over the tufts of violet petals. Two stalks in perfect symmetry. Symbols of resurrection for both him and you.

Smoothing the shorn chestnut strands gone a little awry from your grip, your eyes search his face, memorizing his lines. All things of his old and new.

“Welcome back to Wakanda, Sergeant.” Your mischievous mouth finds his again, holding him steady with familiar sweetness, “I missed you.”

-

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[jynzandtonic]

I'm not 100% sure if I've sent this before but here it is again.

But I hate roses what are some other flowers the boys would bring me?

Clyde Logan: West Virginia Larkspur

Flip Zimmerman: Sunflowers

Phillip Altman: Daisies

Charlie Barber: Peonies

Ronnie Peterson: A live orchid, probably bright purple

Adam Sackler: A tiny little cactus

Dan Jones: Gardenias

Toby Grisoni: Calla Lillies

Rick Smolan: Tulips

[deathvsthemaiden]

top five flowers 🌺🌻🌹🌼🌷

Omg so more or less in order but 1) roses (especially red ones I’m basic but also.. they are timeless and classic for a reason and it’s because they literally never get old! 🥺🌹), 2) bleeding hearts 💕 theyre such a fun shape and WHAT a name!! And that magenta color is soooo 💕💕💕 3) orchids, specifically cattleya orchids! They’re stunning 💖💜, 4) Jasmine! Like roses and orchids they smell lovely and like bleeding hearts and Roses they make me nostalgic <33 🤍, 5) Calla lillies. I’m a sucker for interesting/odd shaped flowers apparently whdjsjwhksj 🤭💚💚💚 also I think callas are very fun to draw! ✍🏽

[cullxtheherd]

15 associations

tagged by: @vaassassins and maybe some others?? idk tags broke tumblr on fire probably skjdfkdjfd - thank you for the tag lovely, warm bagel. dash games are fun 🖤🌸 and ya’ll i’m just gonna answer this one myself instead of a random character skjfdndkvg i need more coffee before i can function on that kind of level

ANIMALS: cats and elephants

COLOURS: tbh i’m boring i like black/and combinations so?? black and red, black and teal-ish (i’m not good with color names ksjdksj), black and purple, black and grey, etc

MONTH: tbh i like october, fall is the tits but i do also like snow ksdjnkdfn??

SONGS: currently jamming to Agnes by Glass Animals [x] but I have really been digging this lately: [x]

NUMBER: god idk i always have been obsessed with the number three and 32 and every time i look at the clock in the morning/night hours it seems to be 9:09 which is my great grandmother’s old house number

DAY OR NIGHT: sunset to be honest with you?? back when i was heavily into psychedelics i would drop so that it would begin at sunset and end around sunrise and kdjkjfd honestly life goals

PLANTS: my favorite are phalaeonopsis orchids, basil, rosemary, morning glories and calla lillies

SMELLS: lemon and basil, coffee/cinnamon/wintery scents just not pine or anything super cologne-ey 

GEMSTONE: almost any form of opal

SEASON: winter mostly and then fall

PLACES: home. after a particularly good meal: warm, nodding off beside my love, unsolved mysteries in the background as we doze - it’s snowing.

FOODS: asian cuisine as a whole but as far as comfort goes?? italian. i grew up sicilian and irish so it’s?? lots of pasta, potatoes and casseroles from the 50s

ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: i am a Sagittarius - which loosely translates to ?? righteous asshole with a bow. and??? when i did my star chart it kept telling me about how satisfying i must be in bed...,,,,,,,, i mean yeAH I gueSS BUT KJNBFJKDSVG????? do not come for me like this, star charts.

ELEMENTS: ?????????????? do u mean like the periodic fucken? table?? i’m confused by this one skjndkf ???

DRINKS: mostly tea and water but lately we been drinkin tf out some koolaid. the grape and the lemonade if u mix that shit its so good. also been making a gallon of tea and adding a kool aiod lemonade packet and its ??? so good?

tagging: idk how many of u have been tagged and did this already so sdjfhbjdhfnd @YOU if you’d like to!

[the--social--anarchist]

I don't think I showed you guys the absolutely GORGEOUS orchid I picked up for $3.99 on clearance at the local grocer last week. And today I could NOT pass up this Calla Lilly for $6.99!!! Fun fact, Calla Lillys are my favorite flowers, as we're they my Nannys. We think my Nannys also had undiagnosed EDS! 🧐 . My African daisies have sprouted, as have my Serrano Chili Peppers AND my bell peppers!! I moved all my indoor plants onto a plant stand because I caught some-puppy drooling in them 😒 (also my knees were killing me bending down so much..) 🌶️ . AND! The romance lettuce FINALLY sprouted roots! I think it's finally time to move him and his green onion friend into some soil! 🥬 . I cannot tell you guys how much enjoyment I am getting from gardening. It's definitely WAY more exciting than sports! 😂😜

[africthestrong]

Forget-Me-Not– Memories, Remember Me Always Gardenia– Secret Love Gladiolus– Strength of Character, Honor Gloxinia– Love at First Sight Grass– Submission Iris Yellow– Passion Iris Blue– Faith, Hope Jonquil– Love Me, Desire for Affection Returned Lilly Calla– Beauty Lilly-Of-The-Valley– Sweetness, Return to Happiness, You’ve Made My Life Complete Mistletoe– Kiss Me, Affection Morning Glory Red– Attachment Orchid– Exotic Beauty, Proud and Glorious Femininity (2/3 Ash)

“ Oh wow! That’s a lot of flowers”

[cumberblocked]

55, 66 and 93 for the asks :-)

You saucy minx...

55. favorite fairy tale?

I answered this on another one as Rumpelstiltskin, and that holds true here. Pick another one?

66. favorite flowers

Chrysanthemums, Calla Lillies, Lady Slippers, orchids, god there are so many, I love flowers

93. nicknames?

Tee, Antonetta, Antoine, Tones, Angel, Popcorn, a local journalists once memorably called me a Little Pistol but that was when I was like 9.

[nelson-riddle-me-this]

4, 13 and 66

Hi-lo, Lucie! I hope you’re keeping fresh amidst all this staying home :) 

4: how do you take your coffee/tea?

Orally :)

(I don’t mean to be cheeky, I’ve just been waiting to use that line for AGES ) 

Tea with honey - coffee with milk/cream and sugar :)

13: what’s something that made you smile today?

The sun came out for the first time in like a week! It’s been hiding intermitently, but it’s been out for about half-an-hour straight now and it looks like it might stay out.

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?

Ooh, jasmine for the scent, also hibiscus and maybe some calla lillies and orchids!

Send me more “actually hella fucking cute y’all” asks!