#idv florist

[magknightidv]

The Knight and The Florist.

Masterlist.

Warnings: Nothing you wouldn't expect from an Idv fic. (Fairly short)

Richard Sterling x fem! Reader

---

The Florist. Y/n L/n. Recently dragged into the claws of Oletus Manor by a mysterious letter supposedly telling her of clues of the location of her missing brother. A boy so young when he was stolen from their mothers arms, the girl had barely understood the severity of the situation until she watched her family succumb to an illness that she was immune to.

How will her first meeting with the equally as new "Knight" go?

---

Matches. Games. Decode. Run. Hunters. Survivors. All key words I must remember. I must. One wrong move could cost me and the other survivors our winning matches, the more we win the more we get in return. Or so I've been told by Lily. She's a sweet girl who means well, energetic, maybe a little peculiar.

What if I fail my match. Who will come rescue me. I've been teamed with the other newest survivors, they likely will not be as experienced as the players who have been stuck here for years. No, they simply won't be as experienced. I cannot be fully sure I won't fumble and lose us a match. I do not even know how to play these games, decoding seems simple enough but what do I do if the hunter finds me? I can supposedly contain the hunter but I do not even know how to, I can even support people in some equally as unkown way. Oh how I wish they'd put me in a practise match where there would be no rewards, no consequences. Just a bit of practise.

My breathing becomes heavier and my room suddenly feels a lot smaller. I can't take it. Out.

Get out.

Leave.

Run.

Hide.

A ring of black takes the edges of my vision as I sprint towards the garden area of the manor. The flora and fauna will comfort me, surely. They wither quickly, like my family did. I'm safe with them. In my rush, I fail to notice the taller figure of a man in front of me as I enter the greenhouse.

My head smacks straight into the figure's shoulder, he grunts and turns with arms outstretched as though to catch me should I fall. I don't fall but I do stumble back in my panicked shock and take in his appearance. Long, dark hair, heterochromic eyes of blue and brown, a lean build. He's incredibly handsome, and the beauty mark just below the left (my side) side of his mouth adds to his looks.

"I-" My words fail me as I stare at the man in complete awe. He's the even newer "Knight" I suppose. A moment of stunned silence overtakes us. The greenhouse calms as though even the plants were riled up by the outburst before calming with my own heartrate. "I'm so sorry." I finally blurt out.

The man doesn't seem to particularly care, almost apathetic even before realising I'm apologising. "Oh. It is no issue, I suppose I was the one blocking the doorway." He bows slightly before returning to his towering height.

"My name is Richard Sterling. I have been dubbed, The "Knight", of these games. If it is not too much to ask, would you be able to tell me what this entails?" His tone is sincere and face although fairly flat, there is a slight upturn to his lips. The sense of dread fills me once more as I realise he's asking for advice. Advice I cannot offer.

"I'm very sorry Mr Sterling. I, myself have not been present for any matches yet. I am able to show you the schedule however if you would like? I saw that our first match would be together I believe, so we can learn together." I try to pull a kind smile onto my lips and it works as he smiles in return.

"Yes, I would like that miss..?" He holds his arm out for me to take, I wrap my arm around his and begin to lead him.

"Y/n L/n, The Florist."

What did I come to the greenhouse for again? I strain my memory to try and remember but all I see is the embarrassing but enjoyable first meeting with Richard.

---fin.

Something short and sweet, I have more ideas for these two that I wanna get to working on. REQUESTS ARE OPEN BTW PEOPLE START SENDING THEM IN PLEASSEEE I BEG.

[deduction-substitute]

Idv modern au and everyone is happy and safe and living their best lives in a little town and slowly getting attached to the guy who everyone calls "Lucky" and always seems to have every job possible?

Emma met him at the florist shop. Alice works with him since he takes pictures for her but for some reason she still doesn't know his real name. Naib visited for the coffee and stayed for the cute barista. Robbie accidentally got Lucky's number after looking through a phonebook to ask people if they want to share stories because his sister's always away at school. Lucky literally babysits Memory for Orpheus.

He's really just...everywhere.

But everytime they try to get close to him, he immediately puts a wall up and starts drifting away. They stopped out of fear that he would disappear completely from their lives.

And then a stranger visits the town of Oletus.

No one pays him mind. No one but Lucky. Who seems to...know him? He's there when he arrives. He's there when they walk down the street, oblivious to the many stares cast their way. He's there when he lets the stranger enter his own home. He accompanies the stranger everywhere he goes.

Another stranger appears.

A woman who "reeks of death," both the gravekeeper and embalmer of Oletus claim. Lucky doesn't seem to mind however. He welcomes her, and consequently the ghosts the follow her too. He lets her enter his home too.

Another one. But someone that looks like they've actually lives in Oletus.

Most avoid him. He's not very tidy with his appearance. But Lucky, with all his fuss about cleanliness and order, only hugs him when he sees him at the front door. The man just huffs and ruffles Lucky's hair.

They see less and less of Lucky after these strangers invade their town.

They try to pretend it doesn't bother them. (It does)

[ask-idv-prodigy]

Another child? And on our side this time...You poor dear, are you alright, mon amie? @ask-idv-florist

Eins moved his hands to make a 'X' after showing off the drawing he made.

He didn't feel okay at all.

(@ask-idv-florist)

[ask-idv-comedian]

Calla-- He must not be here...Oh! I did not know he had a pet. Aren't you the cutest petit lapin~ I'm going to leave these lilies here for Calla, please do not eat them, d'accord? @ask-idv-florist

He seemed to understand you, yet cooperation might be hard to achieve.One thing is sure,he knows those flowers are his.@ask-idv-florist

[ask-idv-stageperformer]

Asktheidvflorist?

“I’d love to get to know her better! I wonder if she’d help me learn the language of flowers?”

@asktheidvflorist

[ask-idv-flowerbabes]

"Ah, hello Miss Ayers", Charles give the hunter a small smile, "I have a bit of a favor if you don't mind, there some people that I would like to give flowers to, but I don't know what kind of flowers I should get them", he tilt his head to the side, "Do you mind helping me?". (ask-idv-conartist)

"For example, this Tulip given to anyone could be a message to tell them to be more confident." She held it close before placing it on Charles's ear.

[adaitia]

THE FLORIST - mignionette acker

idv oc :) a florist who sends bouquets and floral teas of monkshood for a high price

[idv-ask-azrael]

*coughs*

[ask-victor-grantzcampbell]

B3 please and thank you I'll die @ask-idv-florist

@ask-idv-florist

[the-otleus-parlor-archived]

🚪 " Oh, I never knew a door could hide such a peculiar morsel. What is a tiny tot like you doing on your lonesome, dearie?~ " - Spring Demon anon

Amy tilted her head, too mesmerized by the bright red hat covered in an assortment of flowers and plant life. She paused for a moment, as if taking in what all was being said to her. “This door wasn’t really hiding anything, Miss! It has my name in nice, big and pretty colorful letters that everyone can see! And it has the pretty flowers and fabric my big brother helped me put up on the door too!” Amy pointed frantically at the door. “And! And I’m not a little tot! I’m a big girl!” She put her hands on her hips, as if trying to empathize a point. “But… I am lonely. I haven’t seen my mama or papa or big brother in a while, and beyond my door is just a… a hallway of many many other doors with names of people I don’t know. Like, Angel. Or Fujin. Or Egg. Who names their child Egg! So weird. At least he’s nice. Sometimes plays piano for me! But not often, haven’t seen them in 3 months, wahhh…”

*You realize… she may be referring to Edgar Valden, and not an actual Egg.

[stitchedstatic]

🎁 @ask-idv-florist

A: Happy Holidays, Rene...! I’ll admit, I had Emma help me a bit with this one... I guess you can consider it from both of us, heh...

A: It’s a poinsettia...! I heard they’re popular during this time of the year and I thought you’d like it...

[ask-idv-flowerbabes]

{My heart can not take this beautiful piece. Lemme marry it}

"What a beautiful girl you are. Thank you, I suppose the reminder will be my petaled hair?"

🐤 @asktheidvflorist? >^

@asktheidvflorist “My what a pretty eye you have there miss hunter! Waaa you look just like a flower that my mom grew~”

[idv-ask-the-showman]

{Meeting At The Garden}

It was a day like any other day at the manor, yet...there was something different this time, Rere had notched it, there was a whole new garden at the other side of the manor, Rere is sure there is only one garden and he was also here yesterday and he didn't see a garden on this side of the manor, it is like it appeared from nowhere.

When he entered the garden he couldn't believe his eyes, there was a lot of flowers of many kind and some even looks like it came out from a fictional books, he wanted to smell one of them, but when he touch one of the flowers, his hand went through it...now it looks like a fog for a bit before it come back to normal in matter of seconds.

Rere didn't know what just happened but then he heard a voice "My My~ what do we have here? hmmm...I didn't remember creating a fake survivor here!" The voice seem to be behind him, he was afraid to see who was it but turned to see anyway, there was a lot of blue fogs coming from who knows where, and before he know it a tall guy with a gray pale skin and a big scary smile drawing all over his face appeared from the fog and made his way to stand in front the short survivor looking down at him.

"Don't you know entertaining others people's property is a crime my dear lil flower?"

Rp with The Florist-Rere [the oc of  @ask-idv-florist ]

[ask-idv-crybaby]

Happy Easter Robbie, I've brought you some candy. - ask-idv-florist (hewwo this is my main)

Though Robbie was hiding in the survivor’s garden, he honestly.. Hadn’t expected to see anyone today. He’d remembered faintly that it was some holiday- a holiday for candy!- but couldn’t quite recall which, as it had been several years since he’d looked at a calendar. Not to mention, calendars didn’t really work in this place.

When he heard the Florist’s voice, he looked up from the small twig he was toying with, then gasped in excitement and scrambled to his feet after stowing the twig under his cape. Candy was always a cause for excitement, after all!

“Candy! What kind? Can we share?”

[idv-ask-carpenter]

He offers Charlie a bouquet of white poppies. - ask-idv-florist

Awww thank you so much Rene! I didn't know how lovely white poppies actually are.

[ask-idv-flowerbabes]

Draw her siblings?

Poppy:

"My brother, Dandelion was always so kind. He was the eldest of us, mind you. However he didn't deserve what happened...."

????:

"I long for them. I long for the blissful memories we had."