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Boys Like Flowers Too

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"When you're black and white there's no use hiding in a field of colours," his umber eyes so solemn, "Anthony T. Hincks."

             But when Cillian looked at Oliver, he couldn't help but disagree, because to Cillian, Oliver was all the colours of the spectrum merged into one and then at screaming splendour and refulgence, "You're the brightest thing in this whole darn shop."

             At that, Oliver's eyes literally bloomed, the colour of earth freshly kissed by spring rains, a hue that promised to stir the life from dormant seeds, like all the fluorescent verdure around him actually lived within. And it took Cillian's breath away. And in that moment Cillian realised, he did have a favourite flower after all. 




[in which a guy visits a flower shop more often than he should]
2018


("a bouquet of dahlias & discovery" ©levittdawn)All Rights Reserved

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For You [Completed] by daffy_duck

For those who are afraid of letting things go to embrace the changes... I've been there too. + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + "Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving." - Terry Pratchett + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + Summer doesn't last forever. I knew in the deepening ache of my heart, the welling tears in my eyes, and the unending ticks of the clock. It was a matter of letting my future go and enjoying the present. Flowers bloom, just like our relationship did. Time passes and next thing you know, we have to move on with our separate lives. This is the story written by me... for you. + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + Special thanks to @crisostomoxibarra for making this wonderful cover!

The One Who Gave Her Flowers || Remus Lupin x OC✓ by breadgarlic_exe

Remus Lupin seemed like the type to read books and hang around libraries, but he didn't seem like the type to learn flower language just because he found someone stunning. Will his efforts really be fruitfull when one is too doubtful, and the other is too focused on someone else? Keep reading to find out. •••• "New flowers?" He questioned, eyes lingering on the bouquet of small purple heathers. "Is that a note with it?" "Yeah.. it says "Hint: I'm in 5th year and I like chocolate." "That's strange, everyone likes chocolate." ••• This follows cannons from the book but it ends very differently cause I'm sure no marauder fan would want to read their faves die all over again (I sure wouldn't) This has a bit of vulgar language. English isn't my first language and I wrote this somewhere between 1-5 am so don't expect too much pls.

The King of Roses ✔️ by unconsentingsoul

"You're annoying. You're a nuisance. How could I ever be obsessed with you?" I asked. Philip's hand began to run up my thigh. "It seems like you're hiding your true feelings, your highness." He whispered in my ear. "Fuck off, you peasant!" I should have pushed his hand away. But I was frozen in shock. That, or could I possibly actually like what he was doing. "Come on, your highness. You're a ball of stress that needs to be relieved. I know some ways I can help." He said. His tongue licked my neck, making me shiver upon his touch. Fuck me. ****** King Alaric, the new ruling monarch of his kingdom who rules with an iron fist. Philip Bellerose, a florist who lives a normal life. King Alaric instates a new controversial law, banning all roses in the kingdom. Philip, who specializes in all things flowers, including roses, takes it upon himself to try and fix the law. Can their hatred for one another turn into something deeper?

Hereafter, Yours by aniejoshy

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THOUGHTLESS │✔️ by JH_Foliage

The words The petals On a flower that Thrives by appearance Is only Will merely Be a flimsy Taste of what's inside Why price By the eyes The symmetry Of flawed beauty As though As most Are weighed by Thoughtless ideals For those Four arrows A small compass Drifting among lost stars There is Much more Than the words Sprinkled on the outside. ~ [Highest ranking: #18 out of 1.4K in 'view' as of 27-08-2019.] © 2018 JadeFoliage, All Rights Reserved All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in whole or part, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission and proof of the publisher. Permission is only granted, and work may only be reproduced in any way, including, but not limited to the above, if person first has permission of this work's publisher. (Except for the cover & pictures shown. All respected rights go to its owner(s).) If you are reading this on any platform other than Wattpad, you may be at risk of a malware attack. To read these poems in their original and safe form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/story/156755219-thoughtless.

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