#okay i like flowershop aus

[valentine-cafe]

(Alessio 781 vampire au.) gn reader who wanted to become a hunter, to go along and hunt with him, you know what danger can come from it. but...it's hard, when you're struck with debilitating head pain, brain fog, fragile skin and random dislocations for no other reason than "you moved wrong". Alessio was right, like he always told you: it'd be even more dangerous than you'd like to admit, you'd be nothing more than a hinderance. it was hard, waiting days, weeks, months for him to come back home from his hunt. but when you heard that scream, that... blood curdling scream, you saw red. throwing on shoes, grabbing an axe, gold dust...you ran. ran and ran towards where you thought the sound came from, even though you tripped a few times and your lungs hurt from panting, you kept running. the adrenaline kept you from feeling the pain in your legs, your muscles. you knew nothing good was to come from this, and you were ready to risk your life just to know he was safe...he had to be safe. the sight you came upon made you want to vomit, there was so much blood, so much...the ground was wet from it. your feet and ankles were nothing short of covered. you threw your gold at the first thing that moved (you missed, unfortunately), and with the red glint in their eye you knew exactly what you were looking at. except.... where was Alessio, you asked? none of the bodies had clothes like what he had on when he left, and none had his face. "oh, fuck..." it was hard to even stomach what you think happened... he had been turned, and his eyes were set on you. you couldn't even leave even if you tried, with the quickly collapsing state of your body. fuck.

(I hope these kinds of rq's are okay it just seems so fun to have him turn into the thing he hates the most 😭)

˖⁺. ﹙ the flirtatious returned vampire hunter  x gn reader. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . don't look at me. i'm hideous !! 🍒 :  vampire hunter  ˖ vampire hunter turned vampire ˖ cw: angst﹙ vampire au 781 alessio. ﹚

scarred and lost, you watch your friend leave you in disgust of himself

accepting the inevitable death as it is.

is one thing.

refusing to look it into the eyes, out of dread and nausea.

is another.

the blood that covers the ground soaks at your feet and legs, your hands. all the blood of your comrades, spilt by the man that you have laughed and loved with for years now.

naîve, he would call you at times. telling you to stay a baker or find a flowershop to work in. you were too good to be a hunter, and yet not once did you listen to him.

stubborn he’d call you.

perhaps he was right, you never anticipated anything would lead up to this moment. the once hunter turned into what he hates the most. resents. he must have killed in the fit of rage that bubbled inside of him.

no amount of snowflakes could cleanse the ground of the crimson that covered it, nor could it purify the screams that the wind now carries with it. stories to tell ears nobody will ever hear or know of, but you, and the hunter’s moon.

how very ironic. full and thick, glowing its orange hue in the dark and clouded night. the stars far from sight. weeping as witnesses of death and hiding the silver shine.

the silent night blankets the field tenfold with the aftermath, until feet stalk towards the other breathing, warm body across the field. you.

“why will you not look at me.” it sounded like a statement, more than a question. and you all but hitch your breath.

your chest stirs with an even worse nausea and ache than before. barely do you even notice that, mindlessly, you had started shaking your head in response to the situation. no part of you knew how to react to this.

running was something to wish for at this very moment.

you could not.

“do you just, need a moment?” his voice is so surprisingly soothing, it sends chills across your spine and settles inside of your gut. planting the seed that grows its stalk and forces the vomit out of you.

it cracks, it is not something to register either in the moment of fear. your body hunching over instinctively. the mix of your food from earlier blending together with the corpses of your dead friends and companions almost pulls another slew of vomit out of you, had it not been for the hand that drags your head back up by your hair.

“look at me.” alessio murmurs softly, slowly hunching down to look into your eyes. there’s still an emerald glow to them. but his sclera. it’s red. all of it.

“you will live if you look at me.” he hisses once more once there is no response from you, yanking you away from your own bodily fluids along with that of others.

he drags you across the white canvas that covers the rest of the field. a trail of blood following your body. befor he lays you down in a less bloodied area of the snow and forces you to look at him.

tears rush down your face at the sight. you cannot help but part your lips at the disturbing but oddly ethereal visage. the silence booms again.

every part of your body wants to shut down and sink into the snow, below the earth. lay there for a thousand years and more. rest, forget all that you have seen tonight. in the past— just, forget.

but you can’t faint. you, yourself, will not allow it. that would lead you straight into death.

“alessio.” you muster to whisper softly.

“but it’s not me. is it, querido.” he responds. the moon shining down at the canines that he has grown. it must have been so painful.

the transition from hunter to vampire. that is a painful feat indeed.

alterations of the brain, of the body itself. new senses overwhelming every part the psyche. . . why had you not rebelled and gone after him before he left?

“you are alessio to m-”

with a shove that interrupts your speech, his hands find themselves clenching and curling tightly at your neck. he doesn’t want your words, he doesn’t want your condolasences.

but even so. . . once he realises what he is doing to you, hurting you — he lets go of you and hurls himself back, crawling across the snow in a frantic attempt to run away.

he doesn’t want you to see him, he doesn’t want to be seen with you.

more importantly, you seen with him.

“alessio!” you scream and get up, rushing after him. trying to run as best as you can, despite the evident ache in your legs. pants and wheezes force out of your lungs, so out of control. you are gonna make yourself faint sooner or later if you don’t stop and go back, find somewhere to take a break.

“alessio please don’t leave me— don’t leave!” cries seem to almost follow you behind as you push past bushes and foliage, as you try to get to him.

so what if you got pricked by thorns, or hurt by sharp stone.

“please, we will find a way- a cure!”

“THERE IS NO CURE!” he screams. the sound of it paralysed you. forced all parts of your body to freeze.

“TURN AWAY FROM ME AND LEAVE OR I’LL KILL AND FEED ON YOU.” the once hunter screeches, ferally glaring you down as he turns to deny you.

with no words of response from you, he takes his chance and continues rushing into the forests of the nocturne kingdom.

and you?

you need to get home. before you meet the same fate as him.

[bisexualbard-writes]

I’ll send you one of my fave tropes and one of my least fave tropes for variety 😂. You can pick which one you wanna talk about

Fave trope: childhood friends-to-lovers

Least fave trope: whatever you call the flower shop owner X tattoo shop owner thing (i don’t like this trope because it usually very boring. Like there’s usually little to no plot besides the flower shop owner character going “oooo the neighbor has tattoos 😳” and a cringey overuse of flower language and I just don’t understand the appeal)

OKAY, so I already have an outline for childhood friends-to-lovers kimchay which I'll dig up later, so lets talk about flower shop x tattoo shop owner aus. My original thought was: Chay is the sunshine that runs the flowershop, Kim is the moody one who runs the tattoo parlor, Chay is all ohh ahh the neighbor has tattoos 😳, Kim is like ooh ahh the neighbor is very cute let me find an excuse to keep going over there and buy flowers. This would be a cute fic! But WHAT IF we flip the script and INSTEAD: Kim runs the flower shop. It's a front for money laundering because people are often paying in cash and flowers wilt unpredictably, so it's easy to mismanage the books. It's also a front for Kim, family assassin, to import and process poisonous flowers for the family. Chay runs the tattoo parlor next door - he specializes in whimsical tattoos. Most of his designs are puns: bees on your knees, cartoons of potted plants saying "leaf me alone". The kinds of things your parents would miserably ask you why you would get it if it doesn't even have meaning. Kim has a tattoo of a vine he's been adding to since he was a teenager. It started at his ankle, and has been working its way up his leg, thigh, and back. Each time he kills someone he adds a flower onto the vine, either representing the poison he used to kill them or something in flower language about why they deserved to die. His normal artist moved, died or otherwise became unavailable, so he goes to Chay's place. At first he decides it's not the right place for him to get this super meaningful tattoo, but Chay's art is beautiful and he proves he can do serious material as well.

So he goes in regularly to get murder tattoo added to, and slowly over the course of their sessions Kim begins to relax and fall in love with the way Chay laughs. Kim opens up about how he wanted to do something other than his current career. He once wanted to spend his life adding beauty to the world. He stops making poisons, he stops working assassination jobs. He starts singing again as he makes the bouquets in his shop. He still goes to see Chay, but he doesn't add any flowers to his tattoo. Instead he lets Chay doodle whatever comes to mind. Kim gets a cat on his ankle and stars on his neck, and lots of other things that are meaningless and silly and dumb, but really they're beautiful and they make him smile, so they're the most meaningful.

(send me a trope, maybe one you hate, and I'll tell you how I'll kimchay it)

[33max]

Thank you to everyone that participated, we managed to bring twenty two wonderful pieces of fic/art into the world!

Please show the authors/artists some love for all of their efforts, comments and kudos make everyone’s day ♥️

All you need is love and some cats by Astron03

“I think Teddy is finally getting used to the flat.”

One sentences was enough to completely break Daniel's world.

A story of misunderstandings and some olympic level jumping to conclusions.

Comfortable in chaos by winhighmaintenancemachines

Max and Lewis know the terms that they both deal in, the choices they make every day. Their whole world is walking on a spider’s thread.

Or, the NICU doctor/nurse au.

De Sebly (Part 2) by @miesgaga

Most people only meet one soulmate goose with a connection to them. Soulmates were sometimes romantic and sometimes platonic. Family bonds happen too, but those were rare.

Max met his goose, fell in love and felt like his life couldn't get better.

This is not that story.

Max meets his second goose, this is that story.

GBB Server Exchange by anangelwillfly

Headspins by @albertparks

“I do have feelings for someone else though.” Max’s comment breaks Daniel from his thoughts. “I broke up with her because of it.”

Daniel’s gobsmacked at first, before saying, “Who is she, Maxy?”

It’s a poor attempt at a joke, but now it’s his turn to be nosey, to put his beak in business that isn’t his. Max has never been single for long, he can’t imagine now would be any different.

Except Max says, “It’s a man. And it doesn’t matter.”

I don’t get much sleep most nights (I’m seeing you in every dream) by @enjoythebutterflies

In the real world, Max is well-versed in breaking more than just records.

The one where Max and Daniel dream.

in paper rings by @thewindowatkirkland

"Maxy I would fly to Vegas with you tomorrow and pay some guy dressed as Elvis to marry us. I don't care about any of this crap, I don’t care about anything other than you being happy and us being married. I thought you wanted all this, but if you don’t, then fuck it all."

And Max just has to kiss him, hard and fast and certain before he says "okay, let's fucking do it. Let's go, tomorrow. just me and you and a fake Elvis."

OR: after a ten year engagement and with an extravagant wedding all planned out, they decide to elope to vegas instead.

It was written in the stars, but you erased it by @formula-maxiel

Max was twelve when his father had his soul mark removed. He had no idea how much anguish it would cause him.

Let me guide you by @waddlingpenguin

Max learns something about himself.

Daniel is more than happy to indulge.

listen to the slow parts by winhighmaintenancemachines

Neither Max or Daniel are the one to find the baby. That honor belongs to Christian, and Christian alone.

lock it up by @33max

Max is in their bed frantically humping a pillow that he’s folded in half. He’s shoved his little dick into the crease of it and he’s rabbiting his hips, he’s not got the equipment to properly thrust – if he pulled his hips back too far his cock would slip out of the fold.

the meaning of a flower by @meecamille

silly cute fluffy stuff led me to flowershop and hopeless romantic boys.

of angels and demons by @shitferraristrategy

Daniel loves to corrupt his little angel~ <3

platinum trophy by togenkyo

Fame, fortune, fortitude: For the man who has everything, what's left?

postcards from the past by @thatsapodium

I’ll send you another postcard soon. Miss you, love Max

A selection of postcards from the time Max backpacks across Australia.

Punch it! by @stardust-speedway6

An animatic of Lando and Max.

Max admonishes a punching bag.

Static by @chaoticzoomies

Walking into the Red Bull garage that Friday something felt off but Max couldn't put his finger on it. It wasn't necessarily a bad feeling but just slightly off kilter, like someone had shifted things a few centimetres to the left. As he rounded the corner to the operations desk it clicked.

stay in for the summer (it's quiet, i'm trying) by @33and3

Take me to the Water by @fricative-pharyngiale

Still, he yearned for more, for everything Daniel could give him and then the rest too, his greediness all-consuming until it was all he could feel. He wanted to be the muse of every song Daniel wrote, so that they would be immortalised together. He wanted to take his poet to the river and drown him in his waters, keeping him close forever. He wanted to let his body liquefy so Daniel could drink him entirely, not a single drop left behind. He wanted to drain him of his blood and replace it with water from his river so they’d be the same, always.

A series of vignettes about nymph Max and his poet

The Tale of Max Verstappen by @danielfuckingricciardo

During the summer break, Max and Daniel take a trip to the Lake District to spend some time together alone.

When Max suggests they visit the Beatrix Potter museum, Daniel is only happy to take him on a date and treat him to a gift.

until I hear it from you by @fourmula1

DeuxMoi (also stylized Deuxmoi or @/deuxmoi) is a pseudonymous Instagram account which publishes celebrity gossip.

with the right amount of sugar by flyingkageyama

Max only wanted to find solace in one of the coffee shops he knew was a few miles away from campus, he didn’t expect one of the employees with a crappy drawing of a honey badger on his name tag to come try and get him to talk about his problems.

[indecisive-dizzy]

Hiii pookie

I’m currently hyperfixating on Jjk so I don’t have a lot of ideas for Welcome Home lmao

I’m scrounging up the few ideas I have rn just so I can round them up before I forget them 😭

That one au I made with Holly and Wallace helping Eddie with his mailman job while he has depression is perpetually stuck in my head I love them

Daisey pops up in the au and they are a HATER

Legit, they’re only there to keep Eddie on a positive streak because he’s their bestie

Eddie needs glasses but he doesn’t wear them cause he keeps dropping and breaking them. He’s just blind walking around the neighborhood

He’s memorized every part of the post office so he’s fine walking around in there blind

Daisey is pretty much the same in this au but they aren’t big fans of the other neighbors besides maybe Julie and Frank. Everyone else can suck it /j

FlowerShop doesn’t happen in this au me thinks

Daisey cares too much for Eddie and too little for Howdy for them to work out in this au

Holly and Wallace cuss a lot. Everyone just looks at them as if they’ve never heard cussing before, Eddie laughs since he finds it amusing

Eddie cusses a little too, everyone gasps

Me thinking Daisey and Eddie having a sleepover and Daisey tells Eddie that they love him :)

He replies, I love you too Frank,” and completely destroys the mood :(

Matching sibling outfits are a NEED

They get matching pajamas for a sleepover and Holly refuses to admit she likes them

Holly hates on Eddie a lot less in this au I think, she just pities him more than hates him

Wallace feels the same as he usually does about Eddie, they get along okay

My brain is consumed by Suguru Geto right now, I love my depressed little guy

I don't what that is but Good For You! /genuine

Depressed Eddie hc ouagh I eat that shit Up. It should be stuck in your head gah what a concept

Daisey the Hater era heck yeah! We love to see them only care about One person and slowly grow to like his (cough- only) two friends!

They walk backwards into the post office, glaring at Howdy. Only reason they don't flip him off is bc Eddie will get upset if he sees. He's too sweet.

I feel most of Eddie's swears are those nonsense countrisms no one understands. So when he drops a nice clean Fuck! everyone is shocked.

NNOOOOO Don't Do That To Me!! Oh There Are So Many Reasons He Could Have Said That. Ok well I got 2 but Still.

1. His issue with names got him mixed up and landed him on the Worst option. He genuinely meant to say Daisey (platonic or not up to you bestie) (He sometimes signs letters with other people's names iirc. my poor boy isn't great in the name department)

2. Eddie Was Sleepy And Was Not Paying Attention. Boy's halfway to Dreamland and was thinking about the puppet of his dreams. (sorry Daisey sobs 😭)

Both options still kill the mood and that is now a very awkward sleepover. I'm ruined, you've ruined me /j /pos

Oh good some wholesome food. Matching PJs are literally the cutest thing every. Holly for the love of beans admit you like the pjs lol

I feel like pitying Eddie is almost worse? But I don't think Eddie would notice it right away so eeeh. I see Eddie as someone who really doesn't like being pitied tbh

[chupenguin]

Okay okay you know how there's always a Howl's Moving Castle au for almsot any ship, obviusly icluding skk But you know what I haven't see yet?? The superior au: Soukoku as Book! Howl and Sophie Like come on, I don't really like the film but the book is EVERYTHING to me

I need pathetic wet cat Dazai who owns a guitar he doesn't know how to play, catches a forever cold durig the whole adventure, gifts his heart to a random demon and runs away from a crazy ex girlfriend

I need tired Chuuya who uses his curse as an excuse for finally get a rest and get away from all the work expected from him, I need Chuuya being ANGRY about falling for Dazai in the first place (maybe a twist about being a youngest son condemed to failure)

"I'm going to bed, where I may die" 1'00% dazai vibes when he's sick or being anoying looks like an asshole but then he's a nice guy who offers cheaper prices for mor humble people and taxes higher prices to the rich Dazai and his human family at the other side of the black door that would be Odasaku and the orphans, who are just worried about what is Dazai making with his life out there (Oda would be less cruel than Howl sister but whatever) the kids would LOVE weird uncle Dazai

"I may like you so I'm going to make a dog bite you and throw a bucket into your head and almost posion you" 100% Chuuya, youngest of 3 and, instead of finding his fortune like the youngest should do, he's trapped into his own overworking role, Chuuya who is lonely and protective of his family and of course would rescue Dazai while he curses at him No war, no bird bullshit, no your hair is like starlight or whatever and NO TIME LOOPS I hate that plot

Just two pinning idiots falling in love while anoying the shit out of each otehr as everyone in the castle suffers a lot, I just want them to fall for each other without a find me in the future plot, no Dazai flirtst with Chuuya's once before curse an Chuuya steps on his shoe and runs away Dazai calls Chuuya's hair ugly and then regrets it and he calls him a force of nature and is a pinning idiot

Atsushi would be Michael, Lucy would be Martha (she's not Chuuya's sister here, but a friend of the family) The prince and sulivan i don't care, make him 2 random people like not even the book cares about them

And Lettie can be Kouyou who is away becoming the biggest witch off her time while Verlaine fortune is finding love and moving into a qiet place with his husbanf to be happy while Chuuya refuse to leave the familly shop becuase someone needs to keep it working

Dazai buying a WHOLE FLOWERSHOP AND MOVING THE CASTLE INTO A FLOWER FIELD FOR CHUUYA is far more romantic and charming than the starlight hair thing he's such a simp

LIKE PLEASE

Dazai being dramatic:

OH AND NOT REDEMPTION FOR THE WITCH THEY KILL THE WITCH (Fyodor I gues) TOGHETER AS A COUPLE POWER MOVE

[hidendumbassvillage]

Gaalee flower shop au?

Thank you !

Okay so what I imagine here is a super energetic Lee owning a flower shop and Gaara coming in once because he wants another cactus. At first he is frightened by Lee's over enthusiastic attitude and energy, so once he has the cactus he swear he'll never come back. Except he does, and actually he just keep coming back to buy cacti until Temari comes to Gaara's appartement and is like "Gaara we need to talk about your cactus addiction, I can't move around here without being stung by a cactus". So yeah she discovers that Gaara is reaaaaally into the flower shop guy and she convince him to actually make a move instead of buying cacti. It takes a while but eventually Gaara asks Lee out and they start dating each other.

I've never written a flowershop AU but Gaalee is fun !

[merlinbingo]

So let's pretend, for peach's peace of mind, that we're still in the first half of September, okay?

In August, we got 67 fills created by 22 wonderful people! Of the 55 where people chose to give us this info, 45 were fics, five are artworks, three were podfic and two were actual physical crafty things! (side note: definitely doing this bonus badge theme again next year, because I love love love the physical crafty things)

In terms of ships, we got the same increase in variety we get each year when kinkalot rolls around (pretty sure this has something to do with the larger-than-average number of fills we got this month too). The usual suspects are top of the list, with Merlin/Arthur at 18 and gen at 15. Merlin/Gwaine and the astonishingly prolific crossover rarepair Merlin/Percy Jackson both got four fills, while Arthur/Leon got three and Leon/Morgana got two. Nine other ships all got one fill each, which is really too many for me to list them all here, but you'll find them all under the cut!

As always, fills are sorted by ship and then by rating, and we encourage you to 1) check the tags and warnings before clicking on those links and 2) leave a whole lot of love for these glorious creators!

No ships/gen

The Seneschal of the King ~ Chapter 3: The Round Table by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary: Merlin's first formal meeting as the King's Seneschal.

“What do you have there?” by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary: Merlin adopts a pet and Morgana is not okay with that

Guilt and Redemption ~ Chapter 3: We aren't our fathers by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary:

Letters from a friend ~ Chapter 2: Second letter by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary:

[Podfic] Oblivious and Long Suffering by Flowerparrish Rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Immortal Leon, Podfic Summary: The aftermath of The Last Dragonlord and Sir Leon's extremely close brush with death...

Plush Aithusa by garden-variety-jumo Rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Summary:

Merlin in the Underground by LikeAPaperPlane Rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Summary:

Why would I lie when I can tell you the truth? ~ Chapter 3: Merlin needs some comfort after Edwin by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary:

Merlin of The Dead by Wasp Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Zombies Summary: Needle-felted zombie Merlin

This is my favourite cute little cat ~ okay, it's a bastet by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary: Merlin finds a cute little kitten. Very very huge, with wings. Okay, maybe it isn't a kitten, but Merlin likes it.

(Podfic) Liar, Liar, Noble, Sire by Wander Rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Podfic, Role reversal, friendship, humor, Gwaine knows about Merlin's magic Summary: Instead of Lancelot, Gwaine shows up and kills the griffin.

flowers lie in these woods by Nivelle Rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: flowershop au, dragoon the great, assassination attempt Summary: Dragoon the Great runs a flower shop when Merlin needs a break from his normal jobs. It’s a mostly a relaxing hobby that allows him to tell annoying customers exactly what he thinks of them, until Morgana comes in looking for a very specific flower. Then it just becomes another complicated mess Merlin has to deal with somehow, preferably before anyone gets hurt.

[Podfic] Born from blood by flowerparrish Rating: Teen Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: God Merlin, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Merlin's Magic Loves Arthur, Emotional Hurt Comfort, Past Character Death Summary: Emrys is both a warrior and a healer, a result of all those that died in the purge. He is talked with kindness and vengeance, to protect those that can only survive a magicless Camelot when Magic himself is there for them, to take the life of those who do nothing but kill. He cries.

There's always a way ~ Chapter 1: Demon Deal by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: Teen Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary: Merlin is desperate to see his friends again. He cannot die, so he can only bring them back. Enters Crowley.

Destiny Quickens by s0mmerspr0ssen Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence Major tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Prince Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Thief Merlin (Merlin), Angst, Hurt/Comfort Summary: After a plague ravages Albion, an orphaned Merlin arrives in Camelot, where he falls in the hands of the criminal Kanen. Too afraid to use his magic, Merlin has no other choice but to join Kanen’s gang of child thieves and steal to survive. Ten months later, Prince Arthur returns from a mission to a crime-infested city and disarrayed court, with King Uther paralysed by grief over Morgana’s death. Determined to restore order, Arthur tackles the task of cleaning up the Lower Town, where he meets Merlin—only to learn that the problems in Camelot run far deeper than he had first thought…

Gwen/Morgana

mermaid au III by kairennart Rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: digital art, mermaid au, pirate au Summary:

Elena/Mithian

Red silk for a happy birthday by Ace_Teagirl Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Established relationship, Cunnilingus, Shibari Summary: Elena had a terrible day. Thankfully Mithian is there to make it all better

Arthur/Gwen

In Another Lifetime by MyFairKatie Rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Coffee Shop AU, Reincarnation AU, First Date Summary: There were two people Arthur Pendragon saw every Tuesday at 4:30 PM at Leah Jane’s Cafe: the attractive barista who usually worked that shift and the old man who was always sipping coffee in the corner at that time. Arthur attempts every day to guess her name, with the promise that if he ever gets it right, she'll pay for his coffee. But he's never able to guess her true name... until a part of him remembers.

Leon/Morgana

Share This Dance by Wander Rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: First meeting, pre-relationship, banter Summary: A first meeting and a dance between Leon and Morgana.

Carnage by Viviriki Rating: Mature Warnings: Major character death, Graphic depictions of violence Major tags: Revenge, Fix-It, Character Death, Magic Revealed, Hurt/Comfort. Summary: Leon survives an ambush and is saved by a group of druids using the cup of life. When he returns to Camelot he tells this to the first person he sees, Morgana. After convincing him to keep this their little secret she constructs a plan to take over Camelot.

Merlin/Arthur/Gwen

Triad by SauraUnderscore Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Polyamory; Established Relationship; Vaginal Sex; Anal Sex; Bottom Arthur Summary: Gwen nurtured a kingdom blessed by Merlin’s magic, and Arthur’s rule had never been more faithful or stronger. That doesn’t mean it isn’t stressful.

Leon/Arthur/Gwen

A Few Minutes More by Wander Rating: Teen Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Canon divergence, Worried Arthur, Supportive Gwen, Competent Leon, Holding Hands, Frantic kisses Summary: Leon’s patrol was late returning. Gwen worried but she did not panic. Arthur was a different story.

Merlin/Gwaine/Leon

Trust Exercise by Wander Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Sensory deprivation, Hand jobs, praise kink, Merlin is a little shit, Caring Leon Summary: Somehow, Merlin talks Gwaine into a rather unique "trust exercise".

Merlin/Lancelot

the rest of my life by kairennart Rating: General audiences Warnings: Major character death Major tags: digital art, negative space Summary:

Arthur/Mordred

Diligence (Mordred in a Skirt) by ravenwilds Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: smut, boys in skirts, lingerie, sugar-daddy!Arthur, age difference Summary: Arthur likes to try to distract Mordred from his studies, and Mordred likes to pretend he’s above being distracted …

Arthur/Lancelot

Sunlight by kairennart Rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: microfic, betrayal Summary: There are things about the King that Lancelot tells his Lady. There are things he doesn't.

Arthur/Leon

Just For Them by Wander Rating: Teen Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Secret Relationship, Hand kisses, Traditions, Teasing Summary: Leon and Arthur have a tradition of helping one another prepare for tournaments.

Le Petit Morte D'Arthur by BeBraveDearHeart Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Fisting, dom/sub, spanking, sub!Arthur, Dom!Leon Summary: "Please!" Arthur’s voice was wheedling, the single syllable drawn out. "You know I can't abide whining, Arthur," Leon tutted. "Sorry. I'm sorry." "I know you are. But this is a lesson you must learn: not to disobey me."

All He Had To Do by Wander Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Secret relationship, Submissive Arthur, Dominant Leon, Multiple Orgasms, Praise Kink Summary: All Arthur had to do, here in the safety of their hideaway, was trust in Leon.

Merlin/Percy Jackson

If you agree with me that Percy is everyone's type, choose the role by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Chaos, Humor, Crack, , Pining Merlin (Merlin, Merlin Is In Love (Merlin) Summary: Percival enters the chat!

Merlin/Percy Jackson

Did you send the head where? by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary:

Merlin/Percy Jackson

Funny. I wasn't aware of that. by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary:

Merlin/Percy Jackson

It takes a lot more than that to impress me by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary: Merlin finally meets reborn Gwaine. Percy is amused, Leo is amused, Merlin is amused. Leon is not amused.

Merlin/Gwaine

I will always protect Merlin by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary: Gwaine decides to reveal his heritage to Uther

This isn't the proper purpose! by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: Teen Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Queen Gwen (Merlin), Protective Merlin (Merlin), Merlin is So Done (Merlin), Gwaine Being Gwaine (Merlin) Summary: Gwaine manages to transform the purpose of one method of communication into another. Which is absolutely not the correct one. Merlin begins to doubt his own choices (as well as Gwen's)

A Million Pages For Just Three Words by Mogsby Rating: Teen Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Love letters, 5+1, pining, confessions, getting together Summary: A series of love letters Gwaine has drafted but never sent, verses when Merlin finally gets to read them

Sky High by ravenwilds Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: airplane sex, Grindr hook up, smut, Mile High Club Summary: Merlin gets a Grindr notification as he’s waiting to board yet another tedious flight, and decides it’s time to discover the joy of sex in small spaces

Merlin/Arthur

Fatal Unions ~ Chapter 3: Merlin by HadrianPeverellBlack Rating: General audiences Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: Summary:

In dreams you return by Nivelle Rating: General audiences Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: kissing, dreams Summary: Merlin and Arthur having a private moment in a forest.

Together by TrebleMaker07 Rating: Teen Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: POV Arthur Pendragon, Teeth-Rotting Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship, Birthday Dinner Summary: It’s Merlin’s birthday. What better way to celebrate than with a home-cooked meal?? However, things don’t quite go according to plan…

Resurrecting Magic by Sage_Owl Rating: Teen Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Minor character death, ghosts, pining, prophecy, minor injuries Summary: Thirty years ago, magic disappeared. Now, a whole generation- including best friends Merlin and Arthur- have grown up without it, only hearing the occasional rumor. Merlin decides to put his film degree to good use by starting a ghost-hunting show with Arthur, but things quickly go awry. An attempt on Arthur's life leads to Merlin reading a spell that slows down time...but magic is gone, isn't it?

The Princess And The Frog by Viviriki Rating: Teen Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Reading together, fluff, surprise kissing, teasing, bathing/washing Summary: Arthur teases Merlin for his girly choice in books and after Merlin misspeaks Arthur decides to kiss him. or Arthur gets compared to a damn frog and Merlin is his wifey.

Unthinkable by tansyuduri Rating: Mature Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Whump, Hurt/Confort, Hurt Arthur, Worried Merlin Summary: Newly-made Court Wizard Merlin is a bit worried about the constant assassination attempts on himself - But only because his rooms are closer to the king he loves now. None of the assassins so far have actually stood a chance against him. Merlin's magic is powerful afterall. But it turns out his efficiency in getting rid of assassins is exactly what causes the unthinkable to happen.

Make It Flow (Everything In the Afterglow) by thesongistheriver Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: sex, feelings, falling in love, soulmates Summary: Merlin finds out more about Arthur's father as the boys navigate the doubters.

Playing With Fire by cynthia1314 Rating: Explicit Warnings: Choose not to use archive warnings Major tags: PWP, Extremely Dubious Consent, Frottage, Possessive Arthur, Semi-Public Sex Summary: Merlin knew it was a bad idea not to tell Arthur he was coming back to London. Why did he agree to show Gwaine his college anyway? And what is Arthur doing here?

We are bruised yet whole together by tansyuduri Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: merthur, Arthur returns, Arthur self doubt, Banter, Pining Summary: The second chapter of an arthur returns fic featuring arthur exploring the modern world and questioning himself

Between You and Me by SauraUnderscore Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Self-Cest; Magically Cloned Merlin; Explicit Sexual Content; Summary: Everything had been Arthur’s fault, really. He shouldn’t have left Merlin alone in his rooms with such a hard-on.

Just Can't Get Enough by ravenwilds Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Mob/mafia AU, Hate Sex, enemies to fucking, Merthur Summary: There’s only one person who might put the heir of the Pendragon mob empire on his knees, so of course that’s the person Arthur Pendragon can’t seem to stay away from

Take Your Fears and Let Them Go (Yeah We're Just Getting Started) by thesongistheriver Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: angst with a happy ending, mutual pining, merlin's magic revealed, canon-divergent, eventual smut Summary: Everyone Arthur has ever trusted has let him down. Except Merlin. Until Merlin does, too. ~*~*~ It turns out destiny works in mysterious ways.

bad little girl by ravenwilds Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: smut, fandom references, celebrity crush, boys in skirts, merlin & gwen share arthur Summary: Best friends Merlin and Gwen spot Merlin's biggest crush and subject of his fanfic, celebrity Arthur Pendragon, in a bar. Gwen dares Merlin to talk to him...

Let Me Please You by Viviriki Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Drunk Merlin, Master/Servant, Fluff, Smut, Aftercare Summary: After finding Merlin in the Tavern with Gwaine, Arthur is forced to explain Courtesan's to the servant.

Those Who Win (Bronze Medals) by SauraUnderscore Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Homophobia in Sports; Angst with a Happy Ending; Olympic Games 2024; Football AU; Explicit Sexual Content; Summary: It was a very difficult road to be part of Great Britain’s Olympic football team. Arthur wouldn’t wish it on his worst enemy. But for the sake of the “liberté, equalité, fraternité” slogan in the games with more women and queer representation than ever, Arthur was invited to play. Or: the Olympic Games Football game Arthur Pendragon never thought he would play.

Arms Around Me (Let ‘em Drown Me) by SauraUnderscore Rating: Explicit Warnings: No archive warnings apply Major tags: Established Relationship; Cursed Merlin; Breathplay; Clothed Sex; Praise Kink; Summary: As soon as Arthur saw Merlin’s eyes—shining red instead of golden—he knew something was wrong. More than the hands tightening on his throat, more than the angry face and the “I’m going to kill you.” Merlin commanded his magic to pin him down while he choked Arthur to death as if he didn’t know who Arthur was, but his magic was revealed against the command.

[kaz3313]

and i have some questions for you! 💖

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to?

26. Would you rather write a fic that had no dialogue or one that was only dialogue?

23: Ooooo okay so I’m including my wips into this one so even though I haven’t posted timeloops or western aus I’ve worked on some (and wish to finish). A concept I’ve wanted to write but haven’t gotten to is that “tatoo shop/flowershop” AU. I know it’s kinda silly because that like a “basic” fanfic trope but I’ve never written anything for it!

26: Okay so I actually challenged myself once with a fic w/ primarily no dialogue- it ended up having two lines of it. It was really fun so I’d say no dialogue— at the same time making a fic with only dialogue and differentiating characters just based on what they say (especially if it’s more then two) would be reallly fun.

[melancholic-hues]

watch the flowers bloom, like my love for you.

posted on AO3

kafblade week 2024: prompt - alternate universe

fandom - honkai: star rail

rating - general audiences

warning - no warnings apply

category - f/m

pairings - blade/kafka

tags - kafblade week 2024 ; first meetings ; alternate universe ; flowershop au

word count - 624 words

-

Yingxing is rearranging the in-season flowers when someone walks in.

He hears the bells jingling, signaling someone had walked in. He pauses, leaning out of the circle of pots placed on the ground to be moved onto the shelves to glance at the customer.

He almost drops the pot of purple-and-yellow pansies he is holding.

The woman is beautiful. She has magenta hair tied back into a low rose bun and eyes a similar, alluring color. He cannot explain what he feels, but he is immediately entranced by her.

“Hi,” the woman greets, voice honey and smooth and hypnotizing.

It takes him a moment to respond. When he does, his voice wavers. “Hello,” he stammers, then stands up and wipes his hands on his gardening apron. “What can I help you with today?”

She looks around the place, and Yingxing is acutely aware of the clutter. Flower petals over the floor, water spills on the ground and surfaces, an overabundance of vines and leaves that’ll need to be trimmed.

“I am looking for display flowers. Ones you can just stick in a vase on a table during important meetings,” she says, eyes meeting his.

Yingxing blinks and swallows the nervousness. He has a job to do, and getting nervous around a pretty woman is not professional.

He stands up and steps out of the circle. “Roses, then,” he mutters. He leads her over to the shop’s rose section, careful not to stumble over any stray bouquets on the floor, the area in full bloom with pinks and reds and oranges and yellows of different rose species. “The hybrid tea roses are in bloom. There are also the orchids in the front.”

The woman smiles at him, and he almost drops to his knees. “Thank you.”

“If you call me, I’ll…” His cheeks and neck flushes with red, almost matching some of the roses on display. “I meant, call me if you need help.”

The woman looks amused. He wants to kick himself for messing up in front of her. “I will.”

He nods and, after a moment’s pause, turns and walks back to continue organizing the flowers. He kneels on the ground for the lower shelves.

He stares at the sedums he’s holding. Looks up at the shelf they’re supposed to go on. Sedums mean peace and tranquility, in total contrast with how rapidly his heart is beating and how red he is.

This is abnormal for him. He is usually very collected and calm, and to turn an atrocious shade of red for a stranger — a customer, for Aeons sake — he doesn’t even know is ridiculous and foolish. It makes him feel like a schoolgirl crushing on a celebrity, young and naïve.

He finishes clipping the thorns off some of the flowers as the woman walks up to him holding a bouquet of common flowers. Pretty, like her, and ostentatious but not unique. Yeah, those will go well on a wide oval table in a tall glass vase during a two-hour-long meeting.

“Hi again,” she says, her voice slow and mesmerizing. “I’d like this, please.” She moves to grab her purse, but Yingxing shakes his head.

“It’s on the house. They’re quite pretty, like you.” He stands, fighting down the blush and miserably failing.

The woman smiles. He notes how… sad it looks.

He frowns. “Is everything okay?”

“Oh, no, yes. Everything is alright. Thank you…” the woman hugs the bouquet of flowers closer to her.

“Yingxing,” he nods.

“Kafka. See you around town, Yingxing.” Kafka turns and heads for the door.

“Come again!” He calls after her.

“I will.” The door closes behind her, and the sound of bells jingling echo throughout the shop.

He accidentally snaps the stem of a flower.

[mccall-me-maurice]

I challenge you to do inventory on all your LoTF AU's.

Like, just the au titles in a list. I wanna see how many you got.

😨😨 UMMMMM

foxhole court au

canon au

post-canon au

canon divergent au (canon never happened and i’m delulu)

angel and devil au

superstar au

elemental/superhuman au <- this au has a tag. it’s macksstories :)

greek god au

immortal au

ever after high au

monster high au

virtual reality au

ralph has cystic fibrosis and he’s dying au

genderbent au

SHARK BOY AND LAVA GIRL AU LEAVE ME ALONE

dating game au (but everyone dies it’s okay it’s like omori)

clue au

actor au

hogwarts/magic au (mostly based on w101

pirate au

DAD AU???? um lord of the dads

flowerbeds and fishing lines au (sam is a forest wizard and maurice is a fisherman’s son and they fall in love basically)

librarian x supermodel au (it’s basically a hallmark movie)

tattoo artist x flowershop owner au (rogermon based WHOMP)

barista au

FURRY AU? idk i turned them into dogs and cats

royalty au

i have more i know i do but this is all i can think of at the moment so YUP……

[the-winters-prince]

Flowershop au Ishraq is more self-aware than Goldfish au Ishraq. Not to say one is smarter than the other but Flowershop Ishraq plays up the facade of a healthy family to appease Lleu while Goldfish Ishraq does it for himself and gets angry if anyone points out the dark underlayer(Like Jennette, I knew best girl would make another appearance🥰)

Ishraq: Papa, are you thinking of your brother when you are fucking Tele?

Lleu: Don't worry about it

Ishraq: okay 🧡 yay

[nezukoo-channn]

Me , minding my business:

My brain: hey remember that one flowershop / tattoo shop inosai modern day au where you have that one scene where they went to a flower field and Sai rested against a tree as Ino collected some flowers and she passes by him and she she pulls him out of the shade? To join her in the sun as they collect flowers and just have a nice flowery date?

Me: yeah???

My brain, again: okay and do you remember that choukauri fic set in a modern au where she works in a restaurant as a chef and that he always go there and would always love her cooking and give that he always complimented her work and those would be rely onto her and that somewhat also ties into the inosai fic?

Me: yes and why?

My brain, again: okay okay how about a Naruhina flower shop au? You already read everything on Ao3! And this is the plot. Naruto works as a florist or something like that and one time like, its needed for some fancy party and stuff and he was arranging flowers when he meets hinata, more of a meet-cute reunion thing since they haven’t seen each other since highschool and they chat up a bit and maybe a few weeks after that, she shows up to the shop and asks for some flowers and all that cutesy romance comfort can come along. 

Me to my brain: no. I havent touched my yumihisu oneshots and this happens? 

Brain; make yourself happy with them and you wanna be done with these ideas, remember? go write them , even if they’re bad. 

[warrenkoles]

also that post about fanfic reminds me of this time a little while ago i went with my sister to get her car washed and the place had a sign that said “no heavy duty vehicles, no uber, lyft, florists, etc.” and my sister was making fun of it like FLORISTS ???? 

so i was like “oh that makes sense, their vans must get really dirty delivering flowers and all that”

and she was like “florists deliver flowers ?????? what are you talking about ????? how do you know so much about florists ???????”

so i had to explain to her the concept of AU fanfic 

[farklelucas]

yo y'all cutting scott out of teen wolf aus is..... very transparent

[choisgirls]

Requests for Saeran you say? Hmmmm... What about some Fouran aka the amazing otp

a-mess-of-a-princess said:Uuhhh can i get some… fouran?? And a milkshake shanks :3

i love hate both of you and I full on wrote one

I used this prompt HERE

and yeah its a self-insert so if you guys are reading and don’t /like/ it, that’s a-okay, feel free to change the name and appearances to match your own ^^

Words: its uuuuuuuh 3,546 words

Pairing: Saeran x Four so viva la fouran

Masterlist~

The bell over the doorjingles.

I look over the counter- afairly tall figure started to approach fairly rapidly. As they got closer, Icould see full hips being hugged by black leather jeans and a long, silverwallet chain swiftly bouncing off of them. I felt my face get hot and ducked backdown to finish cleaning the previously spilled soil before they got closer. Anotherglanced revealed their leather coat, grey tank top and- God, Saeran, don’t lookat her chest, what is wrong with you! Now you have to look her in the eye,knowing you already looked at her chest. Wait- oh she’s really close now, Ishould probably stand up. She looks angry, is she alright?

Standing up, I open mymouth to welcome her to my shop before being cut off by her hand slamming a $20bill onto the counter. Looking through her long lashes, her electric blue eyespierced right through me- I couldn’t tell if I was infatuated, or genuinelyterrified. I was starting to feel sorry for whoever made her this angry.

“How do Ipassive-aggressively say ‘fuck you’ in flower?” a smooth voice passed byher lips.

“Good morning to youtoo, miss” I say, watching as she closed her eyes for a second whiletaking a deep breath.

“I’m sorry, I’mjust… so pissed off. You’re right, I was being rude. You deserve better thanthat, let me try again,” suddenly she crouched down on the other side ofthe counter, startling me when she popped back up with a bright smile now gracingher features. “Good morning, Mr. Shop keep!” she bowed with anexaggerated flourish, “How might one say, oh I don’t know, ‘Fuck you’ inflower, all mighty flower God?” She giggled at herself after, covering hermouth before continuing. “No, but really. Is there a way to do that? I’dreally like a bouquet like that.”

With a thoughtful smile ather enthusiasm, I lean against the counter with my chin in my palm. “Hmm,I think there’s a way to do that, yeah. Mind if I ask why?” I watched herfake smile turn down to a frown before moving her hand to move her bangs awayfrom her eye- I felt my own smile falter.

“Ah, just… some exboyfriend of mine. It’s- It’s a long story,” she stammered, looking at herfeet. Well shit- I didn’t mean to do that.

“H-hey look, no needto tell me, just trying to make conversation,” I said, standing straightand rubbing the back of my neck. I’m starting to get nervous and tense, butwhy? I looked at how distant her eyes seemed now, thinking back to her previousrelationship. 'Damn, I don’t want to see her like that,’ I thought to myself,looking away from her before she noticed me staring. With a soft sigh, Icleared my throat and glanced her way again. “I don’t normally let peopleback here, but…” I started, walking to the greenhouse door, “Youlook really determined to tell this dude to fuck off. Want to come back with meand watch?”

Her whole face lit up likethe sun- her eyes brightened up like the blue sky to match. There- I like thatlook a lot better than the last one. Wait, maybe I like it a little too much- Ican feel my face heating up again, dammit! I gestured for her to hurry up andget through the door before closing it behind us, using that time to take adeep breath. What was I doing? What’s happening? I never let anyone near myflowers- what is this stranger doing to me all of a sudden?

Behind me, I hear a soft'wow’ pass by her lips. Over my shoulder, I can see her profile as she looksaround the room at all of the flowers.

“There’s so manycolours in here. And you take care of them all? By yourself?” she asked. Iwalked up next to her and started to beam with pride.

“Yup! They’re like mybabies. Come on,” I lightly brush my fingertips against her hand before Iretract my hand. What did I just try to do? Hold her hand? Saeran, get a grip.I find my hand scratching behind my neck again, nervously trying to redeemmyself. “L-let’s go this way. The ones we want first are gonna be overhere.” I lead her to some bright red geranium’s, watching the corners ofher mouth curl upwards.

“Wow!” shecrouched down to get face to face with them. I noticed she got as close aspossible, but didn’t touch them. She seems to have high respect for theflowers, or maybe for me? I watch her smile face up at me- if she keeps thisup, my face will be as red as these flowers. Crouching down next to her, I pickthrough the geranium’s and cut them with long stems. “Hey, I never caughtyour name?” she said, as I stopped mid-cut. Shit, that’s right. I mentallyface-palmed myself.

“I-it’s Saeran.Nothing special,” my eyebrows drew together as she groaned indisappointment. “I’m… sorry?” I turned to look at her in confusion.I came face to face with this adorable pout and had to move back a little bitto slow my heart rate.

“Nah, it’s alright. Ijust thought maybe it was some sort of flower pun,” she started, glancingto the flowers before looking back at me. I immediately shot her a deadpanstare- she returned with a slight shrug and a smirk. “You neverknow!”

“Haha, reallyfunny,” I finished clipping the stems and stood up, watching as shefollowed. “So?” I raised an eyebrow, “What about you? What’syour name?” She tilted her head to the left- I watched as her longer,side-swept bangs fell across her face. What an idiot.

“My name’sFour,” she muttered, tucking her bangs behind her ear- the curls causedthem to bounce right back out.

“Four? Like thenumber?” I shook my head with a chuckle. Was that a slight blush on herface? “And you thought my name was going to be funny?”

“Hey! It’s anickname!” there was that pout again. She had naturally pouty lips, Ipreviously noticed, so her pouts seem very dramatic. I raised an eyebrow ather.

“A nickname, huh? Areyou sure it’s not your age-” another pout, “Alright then, Four, it’snice to meet you,” I threw a wink at her before turning my back to her,where she couldn’t see my face turn maroon and horror being painted across it.Where did that confidence come from, Saeran?! What is wrong with you? I couldn’thelp but wonder if she was blushing too. With a shake of my head to clear mythoughts, I started to lead her over to the foxgloves instead.

“Um, so..Saeran,” she mumbled, “You seem to know a lot about these flowers.How do these specific ones say 'fuck you’ to someone?” I chuckled- this isone of my favourite parts.

“Ah, each flower hasa different meaning!” I saw in the corner of my eye that she started towalk by my side. Her hair seemed to bounce with each step- the sun keptcatching both her eyes and her hair- both shining with different breathtakingshades of blue. Damn, they really were breathtaking- I forgot to finishanswering her question. Swallowing the newfound lump in my throat, I turn thecorner and finish. “Like the geraniums- they mean 'stupidity’. And thesefoxgloves,” gesturing to the bell-shaped, cream coloured flowers,“mean 'insincerity’. So we’ll just get a few other ones to, as you said,passive-aggressively say 'fuck you’ to your ex boyfriend!” I went aheadand picked a few stalks, handing them over to her to carry. She seemed to getreally interested in her surroundings all of a sudden- pointing to differentflowers and asking me their meanings.

“Wow, you really doknow all of their meanings,” she said as I stood up, throwing her an unblinkingstare.

“Did you think I wasbluffing?” she shook her head and smiled at me.

“No no, I justthought maybe you were making them up as you went, but you seem prettyconfident that they’re right,” she giggled at the unamused look I threw ather, “Okay! To be fair! There are a lot of them, I could never rememberthem all!”

“So you thought Imade them up?! That’s a little rude,” I said, jokingly.

“And you’re a littleshort!” her giggle grew uncontrollable at her own joke and I whipped myhead to furrow my eyebrows together and sneered.

“Okay, now THAT wasrude,” I shook my head and muttered a soft, but playful 'bitch’ under mybreath- her giggles started to get higher in pitch once she heard me, she triedto wave the laughter away so she could breathe. I rolled my eyes and turnedaway so I could hide my amusement from her.

We moved from thefoxgloves to the meadowsweets- her nose scrunched at the bunch of purplepetals.

“That just looks likecrumpled up petals glued together,” turning her head and squinting at theplant- it looked as if she was trying to imagine what shape it may have beenbefore.

“Hey, don’t judgethem by how they look. They’re still beautiful- and they mean 'uselessness’,which I figured you would appreciate.”

“I do appreciatetheir meaning, god that’s so accurate. But they still look weird,” shesaid with a coy smile. I scoffed to hide my laugh and side-eyed her.

“You look weird too,but I didn’t judge you by your looks,” why the hell did I say that? I turnmy attention back to the flowers in front of me, hiding my blush behind thebushy petals and bunches of the previous flowers.

“Hey! I don’t lookweird!” I could hear the pout in her voice. “Okay.. I may look alittle weird. And… intimidating, but that’s not the same!” I stood upand handed her the bundle of flowers in my hands, giving her a cheeky grin andan eyebrow raise.

“Yeah, whatever yousay. I don’t think you’re that intimidating.”

“That’s because youhaven’t seen my sick-ass ninja moves- HYA!” she cried, kicking high in theair as she started to topple over. I caught a hold of her wrist and got herbalanced, unable to hold back my laughter. I don’t think I remember the lasttime I laughed this hard.

“Wow, what greatninja moves,” I said still a little breathless, “I take it back. I ama little intimidated by you.” Her smile radiated pride as I kept hold ofher wrist, leading her to the yellow carnations. I let go at the very lastmoment, immediately missing the warmth of her skin in my hand- the stem of theflowers feeling colder than usual. I gave the yellow petals an absent look- Icould feel her crouch down next to me again, her presence surprisingly calming.“So… you said it was a long story- y-your ex-boyfriend. I’ve got thetime if you want to rant about it.” I heard a soft sigh pass her lipsbefore I turned to give her my full attention. My heart almost broke intopieces when I saw how sad her face had become- how dark and stormy her eyes hadturned.

“He.. well he washorrible. I didn’t see the signs beforehand when I should have- he was alwayschecking up on me and would get extremely upset when I didn’t answer him foreven 20 minutes because I was hanging out with a friend of mine. Very long storyshort- he told me his friend said he should break up with me. His FRIEND. Hecouldn’t even talk to me about it,” she seemed to bite the inside of hercheek- she also seemed to dig her fingernails into the palm of her hand. Myeyebrows drew together as my head tilted- why would anyone want to break upwith her? My questioning stare must have said it all since he decided tocontinue her explanation. “He broke up with me because he 'wasn’t attractedto my body’ and he’d 'stay if I would work on losing weight’, apparently. Nowhe’s invited me to this dinner with him and his mum, and told me last minutehis new girlfriend would be there- the previous friend he told me about.” Sheplaced the flowers on the floor to hug her knees, her cheek laying on top ofthem. The completely dejected look on her face completely pissed me off.

“Who the hell doesthis guy think he is? First of all, he has no say in your body, no control overwhat you do, and worst of all, he must be completely fucking blind becauseyou’re gorgeous,” I knew my face was growing hot but I was angry. Thisgirl didn’t deserve to go through something like this- and that dude definitelydidn’t deserve her. “I haven’t known you very long, but I can read youenough to know that this guy obviously doesn’t deserve you. Maybe he was upsetyou had better kung-fu moves than him,” her eyes shined as the sun hitthem, a faint smile gracing her lips once again- a soft laugh bubbling out.

“Maybe. I don’t thinkI helped my case when I picked him up over my shoulder when he got mad oneday,” I couldn’t help but laugh at the idea of this girl just tossing agrown man over her shoulder- but it felt good to see her bright smile return toher face. I thought for a moment before handing her the bunch of flowers,pulling her by the hand back to her feet.

“Hey, I’ve got theperfect flower to finish this bouquet off,” I used every ounce of myconfidence to place a hand on her lower back to lead her towards the orangelilies. She didn’t seem to mind, in fact, I thought I saw a faint blush acrossher face- then again, I couldn’t see clearly due to my own embarrassment. Asoft gasp escaped her when she saw the flowers, immediately leaving me and myhand behind to run up and crouch down in front of them.

“These are beautiful!Oh, they’re great! What do they mean?” she asked, looking up at me withchild-like curiosity. Handing her the scissors and taking the flowers inexchange, I gave her half of a smile.

“Hatred.”

“Oh… fitting!”she seemed so excited to add these to the bouquet and that was a relief- I wasworried she would think it was too harsh, I didn’t want to step over a line.Why didn’t I want to cross that line? What does it matter? I was zoning outuntil she lightly nudged me, asking, “Is this enough?”

“A-ah. Yeah, that’sgood. Hey, you aren’t so bad at this,” she actually picked really niceones that fit size-wise and a variety of lengths- not that I was surprised, shehad been watching me do that for quite a while. I helped her back up to herfeet and started to take her back to the front of the greenhouse, alreadystarting to feel lonely once again at the thought that she would be leavingsoon- but at least I can spend some more time with her as I wrap the flowers,right? Walking to the counter, she points out which ribbon she’d like and jumpsup to sit next to my work station.

“Hey, Saeran? Yousaid these flowers were like your babies, yeah? Why do you like them somuch?” she tilted her head to the side, her hair dangling away from herface and her feet swinging in unison. I bit my lip before thinking about myanswer- should I lie? Should I tell her the truth?

“I didn’t grow up inthe best conditions,” oh god, I’m going to tell her the truth. Why am Idoing that? “I-it’s a long story. But there was a garden where I was, andI got to plant and raise all of the flowers I wanted. They were the only oneswho would listen to me, without judgment. The only ones who I could trust, andconsider my friends. They’re beautiful and soft, with such deepermeanings,” I turned to glance at her- she had a raw, genuine emotionpainted on her face. “Look, I don’t like pity, so if you’re going to thenjust-”

“No no,” she cutme off, “I wasn’t thinking that. I was thinking that it’s actuallybeautiful to think that way. I’m glad you can find yourself happy amongst yourcolourful friends,” she closed her eyes and gave me a soft smile. A smilethat I wouldn’t hesitate to drop everything to see again. “I don’t knowwhat you’ve gone through, Saeran, but…” she opened her eyes, her starepiercing straight through my own, let alone my heart, “You kind of remindme of some flowers. You’ve got a few thorns, and some of your petals may not beperfect, but you’re colourful, beautiful, and full of a deeper meaning.”

I thought my heart hadjumped out of my chest.

I’ve never felt like thisbefore- I’ve never heard such sweet words from a person, let alone a stranger.What.. what was this? My face started to grow hot and I was shaking, but mybody started to move on its own. My hand found its way to her cheek, my lipsjust barely grazing her other one. It was only a moment that I was close to herface, but it felt like forever. Being this close, I could see every gleam inher eyes. I could feel her breath on my skin. I could count every freckledusting across her cheeks and nose like stars. I didn’t want to move away, butI knew that I had to- I couldn’t look her in the eyes anymore. My heart wasracing and I could feel my legs trying to give out when I pushed myself away,busying myself with tying her flowers together.

“Thank you..” myvoice came out soft, I could feel her gaze on me, but it was comforting.“I’ve.. never been talked about that way before. It’s.. nice to hearsomething positive about myself instead people focusing on the negative andassume they know me.”

“Now that’s justsad,” she said with a hint of playfulness in her voice. She was trying toease my embarrassment, and I appreciated it tremendously. I let out a smalllaugh, finishing her bouquet and handing it over. The minute the flowers leftmy hand, I was struck with agonizing loneliness. I knew she was still sittingright there, but now she had no reason to stay. All I could do was hope she’dcome back some time- I could ask her on a date- no no, can’t do that. I usedall my confidence to kiss her cheek, shit. She was going to leave and I wasgoing to be here all alone again. I watched silently as she jumped down fromthe counter, walking around to the other side and flashing me a bright smilethat I struggled to return with my own faint one.

“Well, I guess Ishould get going, gotta make that dinner. Maybe it’ll end with me smacking himwith some of my ninja moves!” her light giggle was like music to my ears,please don’t leave. “It was really nice to meet you, Saeran! Thank you somuch for your help, I had a great day. And uh, thank you… for making me feelbetter. It means a lot,” another bright smile. She’s trying to kill me.

After placing more moneyon top of her initial $20, she turned on her heel and started to walk out. Itfelt like my heart was on a leash and she was dragging it right out of the doorwith her. I couldn’t move- I just stood there behind the counter, looking downat my feet. Were those tears? They started out slow, picking up their pace likea faucet has been turned on. I didn’t even hear the bell above the door jingleagain, or the sounds of clunky boots running back up towards me. I felt softhands on my cheeks, brushing tears away by their thumbs. Before I could react,soft lips met my own for a moment before the warmth of her hands slid down tomy own and she pulled away. I came face to face with the sky and I couldn’tlook away. She gave a goofy half smile and tucked her bangs behind her earbefore turning to walk back out again, a slight bounce in her step.

In my hand was a crumpledup slip of paper with a string of numbers, the word 'Fuckface’ and a hastilydrawn doodle of not only herself winking, but of me blushing as well.

I couldn’t type thenumbers into my phone fast enough.

[zebrashavestripes]

Nandermo flowershop/tattoo artist AU speaks to me

Guillermo owns a flowershop and the new tattoo parlour next door blasts the music too loud and so he storms over there and yells at Nandor for 10 minutes before finding out that it was actually Nadja and Laszlo playing the music and “I just work here” 

Guillermo is super embarrassed for over-reacting and vows to just never talk to those people again but Nandor comes over to the shop, saying he wants some flowers for a girl he’s seeing 

And then the next day he comes in like “It’s didn’t work out 😢What do I do flower shop boy?” And they become friends. And Nandor keeps buying flowers for the girls he hits on, but it never works out, and then Guillermo realizes one day while Nandor’s softly stroking a rose with a wistful look on his face that, oh fuck, he might have a bit of a crush on him.

And then after another of Nandor’s romantic failings, Guillermo’s had enough and is just like “Stop this! You’re a catch! Why do you keep going after people who aren’t interested? Don’t you get how pretty you are? Like, dude, you’re amazing. Just believe in yourself”

And Nandor’s all: “...😊 You think I’m pretty???”

Guillermo: “Um.... only a little bit.”

Nandor: “Okay, thank you Guillermo! I’m feeling much better.”

And the next day Nandor comes and buys a bouqet of flowers again and Guillermo rolls his eyes but wraps it up anyway. And then Nandor leaves the store, only to come back in again.

Guillermo: “Did you forget something?”

Nandor: “Yes 😁These are for you....” And gives him the flowers.

I just think it would be cute, okie