#the victorian language of flowers

[thestarsloth]

Cool stuff to learn when you are bored that is actually really interesting and might come in handy:

how to recognise the stars and constellations and the myths behind them (if you go stargazing)

the victorian language of flowers (to send secret messages to your friends)

morse code (same as above, plus it could save your life)

how to survive in the wild (speaks for itself)

biology/animal/human anatomy (its just. so interesting)

differerent types of seashells (again really interesting)

poisonous plants and their uses (DO NOT POISON ANYONE THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEAN. but you can recognise if one plant is poisonous and. you know. save smb)

learn about other cultures (food, clothes, myths etc. always be respectful tho <3)

read philosophy

read the illiad or the odyssey (the real ones. its so interesting)

honestly anything you are interested in is so cool learning about!

[viriv]

[Treebark week 1 prompt: Flowers]

"Chrysanthemums. A heart left to desolation"

[toa-greatmind-nothingislittle]

Have you ever wondered what flower from Victorian flower language you are? I have! I have a quiz about it! (my credentials are that I have a spreadsheet of over 600 flower meanings)

[moog-enthusiast]

basil’s love- my piece for the flower language zine 💚

[lemonade-cars]

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plus some progress stuff :p

+ the og sketch

[kaitokitty19]

More APTX!Saguru shenanigan 😅😅😅

Aristocrat of Evil (3/3)

[ryuusea]

Ａ 🥀👑🩸

[jessicaroux]

Floriography in my spring garden 🌷 My book is published by Andrews McMeel, and you can find it wherever you like to get your books!

[aroacearchangel]

furiously googling “flowers with no romance meaning” because a. I love flower language and b. I love being aro and found exactly what I was looking for!!

image description under the cut

[id: A screenshot of a flower website stating: “Alstroemeria. Also called Peruvian lily, alstroemeria symbolizes the strong bond between two people that transcends romantic love. Send this elegant flower to a special friend to celebrate the strength and devotion of your friendship. Alstroemerias are tuberous perennials native to the cold, mountainous regions of South America. They are popular as cut flowers and also in the garden. Their delicate flowers come in many colors, and they bloom every summer and fall.” Above the text is a circular photo of the aforementioned orange and yellow flowers. Half of the petals on the flowers are speckled with dark brown lines. The flowers’ dark green leaves are long and thin.]

[ominousvibez]

random dp x dc writing

i suddenly had an idea for a new dp x dc crossover fic, here's a piece of it!

🦇

“So much for movie night.” Tucker complains.

Sam groans, stretching her legs as Danny gets up, and transforms. The rings come easily to him now, unlike they had just a little more than two years ago. Their ghost-hunting tech had merely been discarded to the side after their patrol before they settled for the movie night.

“You guys can stay here.” Danny says, pushing himself into the air. “I told Skulker and Technus to pass along the message to the other usuals, but maybe somebody else didn’t get the memo.” The Box Ghost surely hadn’t; but, then again, the Box Ghost doesn’t usually get any news from the Ghost Zone. Or maybe he does, and he doesn’t care. Either way, the cardboard-loving menace was stuck in thermosland right now, and Danny wasn’t going to let him out until after they found out if Amelia would survive INVASION OF THE KILLER TEACHERS III: SCHOOL’S OUT or if she would become another zombie student.

“You sure?”

“Yeah. I’ll make it quick.” Danny allows himself to turn invisible and intangible, and slingshots himself through the roof of Sam’s house and into the sky. The clouds that had been moving in during their patrol clouded Amity Park in a dreary autumn rain. Leaves that had begun to turn were blown off the trees by the wind, and a distant rumble of thunder echoes in the distance.

Once upon a time, the storm would’ve terrified Danny. It would bring too many bad memories, of electricity burning through his skin, killing him and bringing him to life at the same time. But now, as a flash of lightning hit the sky, he can’t deny the surge of energy and delight in his core.

Stupid electric core.

“Ah! Sir Phantom!”

It isn’t one of his usual rogues for once. Instead, it’s a familiar face, and an ally. He calms down a bit at the sight of Lady Dorothea. He’s still a little annoyed that his movie night is being interrupted, but at least it’s by another friend.

Plus, he’s sure Lady Dorothea, who’s working hard at modernizing her kingdom, probably wouldn’t understand what a movie night was, anyway.

“Hey, Dorothea!” Danny drops his shoulders. He keeps himself intangible, feeling the rain fall through him. Lady Dorothea is intangible as well. “Is everything okay? Does your brother need to get his ass kicked into next week again?”

“No, not quite.” Lady Dorothea sighs. “I do need your assistance, but it is not for kicking any asses this time. Something… else has happened.”

“Something else?”

Lady Dorothea nods. “Yes. A few cycles ago, a newly-formed ghost stumbled into the castle gardens. My head gardener, Montagu, had found him stumbling through the hedges, and our healers were able to stabilize him before he could have faded, but then…” She bites her thumbnail nervously. A roar of thunder echoes around them. “… Sir Phantom, I believe he may be a halfa.”

Danny blinks at her. “Sorry, what? Did you say there’s another halfa?”

“Yes, I did— Sir Phantom, as far as my kingdom has come with modernization, I do not believe we have the capabilities of assisting a halfa, let alone one so young. I, no, we need your help, as soon as you are able to.”

A new halfa. Danny’s brain feels like it’s melting and spinning at the same time. He’d never encountered this before. Was that what Danny had felt? The new Halfa, forming? Or, well, maybe transforming for the first time, or something. He felt like pop-rocks were bursting under his skin, and he could feel a few stray sparks shoot off from his hands.

A new halfa.

[bamfwizard]

heyyy!!!!!! so today I told my therapist that

[pigeon-tracks]

Flower Portraits

[alfieloveswriting]

Floriography: Resources for Writers

For centuries, flowers, herbs, and other plants have been used to convey meaning, both in life and in literature. Many of the greats, including Shakespeare, Austen, the Brontë sisters, and Steinbeck referred to floral symbolism to delicately weave into their intricate works. Flowers influenced art for generations before us, and with luck, they will continue to inspire artists for generations after us--long after we've become them.

Victorian Floral Code.pdf

Floriography: An Illustrated Guide to the Victorian Flower Language by Jessica Roux

Language of Flowers Wiki

Hanakotoba - Japanese Flower Language Wiki

Ikebana - Japanese Flower Arrangement Wiki

Kate Greenaway's Language of Flowers

Floral Emblem Guide

Plant Motifs In English, Russian, and Tatar (pdf)

Flower Language Myths

Language of Flowers.com

[wherewisteriaends]

Those are some of the flowers I could identify on Agatha's grave Dandelion - It can mean divination and fortune-telling. Chicory - It stands for perseverance and endless waiting. Statice - Remembrance or fond or memories. Echeveria Cante - Due to its plant condition, it can be seen as a source of water.

Lisanthius - Life-long bonds and gratitude. In purple, dignity.

Allium - Humility and patience among others. Spiked Speewell - Healing and protection and support. Lavender - Mistrust and distrust (I might have confounded it with spiked speewell the shot isn't very clear). White chrysanthemum - Condolences. In white, truth. White Dahlia - Eternal love and commitment. White for rebirth. Asparagus - A reflexion of a life's journey and growth. Deptford Pink - Passion and beauty. Soprano Purple - Innocence and purity. African Daisy - It carries messages of love and care. And @h-azzy I did this while listening to the bolero. Now all of you can go cry given the symbolic.

[lxvenderjewel]

my dear, my perfect darling my love, my one and only my yellow tulip. i have picked up a small case, watson.

what is it?

i’m buying you some diphylleia. something trivial, nothing to interest you. i’ll be going out to look at some flowers.

what for, holmes?

i hold you in my deepest mauve carnations. i believe i will find some clues there.

why haven’t i heard of this case?

it doesn’t exist i am lying i am making you a a mulberry i didn’t think it would interest you, watson.

hmm. well, you must tell me about it later.

i cannot you would hate me i cannot bear that a daffodil. of course.

what particularly about flowers?

shit shit shit shit a purple hyacinth. flower language.

hmm.

he knows he knows he cannot know how would he clovenlip toadflax. mm. i will see you.

don’t be late for dinner.

[jessicaroux]

Out today: the Floriography Coloring Book! Capture a whole garden of Victorian blooms based on my bestselling book.