Flowersymbolism Stories

Spring always comes quietly. The first flower blooms in an ordinary garden, the kind that people walk by without a second glance. But this one is different. It opens a door. As the seasons shift, secrets begin to unravel-rivals tied together by an ancient weapon that stubbornly refuses to stir unless they stand together, a dragon feared by all but hunted unfairly, a god forgotten for so long who has begun to interfere once more. Worlds collide. Legends come alive. Magic seeps into the ordinary. Spring is not merely a season in this world. It observes. It recalls. It decides. Some are drawn through doors hidden behind flower petals. Some fall in love with people who feel peculiarly, inexplicably familiar. Some are asked to safeguard that which the world insists must be destroyed. And some discover that destiny is not about strength-it's about who you'll stand beside when the world starts to bloom. 🌸❀ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 ✿❁ is a tale of boundaries and gentleness, rivalry and loyalty, the subtle power of beginnings, and the things that stir when the world turns a new page. For once Spring learns your name, it never forgets. "And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul." ~John Muir

Ranboo is dying, and in do so has to face morality, judgement, and fear on his own. Looking back on his life, he couldn't have been that bad, right? But the Harbinger thinks otherwise. However, it's not up to the Harbinger, it's up to God. Ranboo and Tubbo are both 20 in this fic. *THIS WAS WRITTEN BEFORE NEWS OF TECHNOBLADES DIAGNOSIS WAS RELEASED. THIS IS MERELY A COINCIDENCE, WRITTEN OVER A MONTH BEFORE THE VIDEO DROPPED.* New chapters will be released as we hit subgoals on my Twitch and/or YouTube. Sub goals: Twitch - new chapter every 10 subs. YouTube - new chapter every 100 subs. There are also stories for the other characters in this series, which can be released as subgoals if anybody is interested. Just let me know! Cover by @citreaa

A new story I'll forget about Wowie!

This is a guide to flower symbolism that I will use in my stories and illustrations. I will update this at random intervals because I usually research a handful of different flowers at a time. I have already researched a lot of flowers, but it will take me time to type and proof read.

I would love them till the very end. Even if it were to kill me... it did. *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* I died because I loved. I died because I wasn't loved. I died because of love. I died.

Shumby murders his best friend, Cobble. But, it's nice to give him at least a good time before so. Maybe FATE will give them a better chance in the next life.

"Uh hey, um you do custom bouquets here right?" He asked. Tommy nodded and he sighed in relief. "Great, well you know how flowers have symbolism, right?" Tommy snorted. "Well, I do work in a flower shop, Big man. A lot of these bouquets aren't just for looks." "Oh yeah, right. Well anyway, I need a bouquet that just says fuck you." Or, Sapnap and Quackity are idiots, Karl wants them both and Tommy's just here for the ride Or, or, Tommy's life of working at a flower shop ----- Also posted on Ao3 if you would prefer to read it there <3 THIS IS ABOUT CHARACTERS NOT CREATORS

Oneshots about the danganronpa characters. Some about platonic relationships, some about rarepairs, some of just a single character, some with prompts and some completely random. Probably OOC

"how did it go, "a rose by any other name"?" +bnha +quick read +hanta sero x fem! oc

Some PakTC since I like that. Warning, slightly heavily uses flower symbolism so I would watch out.

A solar physicist, whom is getting eloped in Italy during the months of his visit, goes out one lovely night to witness the picturesque sun rise only to find himself being accompanied by an artist who had chosen him as his next art masterpiece. A painter, who had sneaked out during the ungodly hour to paint the star-filled night, sees an undoubtedly breathtaking beauty sitting on his usual spot at the dock.

originally written july 4th, 2021 happy birthday c!tommy ~ fluff and no angst

A poem I made (I was going through something when i wrote this, im not sure what, but this is cringey, please forgive me)

A short story about the 'cursed' princess of Roujhen (it sounds really cliché, I know, but give it a try, it will improve and pick up slowly). This will be part of a series of short stories that will act as a prologue of sorts for my main story 'Fruits of Oblivion'. Flower symbolism will be very important in these stories, you don't need to know about flower symbolism, but it makes the story more enjoyable, I guess... For now I will post the prologue, I will post the first chapter in a few weeks or less. All illustrations and writing in this story is done by me, if you would like to borrow anything please notify me first.