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the floriography meme

the floriography meme

Flowers, in the Victorian Era (1837-1901), were often used as means of communication when people could not openly say things that we do these days. Think about someone who is naturally repressed; now imagine a whole society focusing on being repressed. You can see why lovers needed some sort of secret code. Poor things.

No longer used much, there are some remaining, well-known meanings—roses inspiring passion and love are a classic example. So, grab a bouquet and give it to someone special. Beware of what certain flowers could say, though. Not all flowers were used happily.

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p r o m p t s

oo1. begonia ❀ beware

A hidden message is always appreciated. You need to keep an eye out, because your best friend might be banging your girl, or your girl is trying to off you!

oo2. chrysanthemum ❀ you’re a wonderful friend

Commonly used for funerals, this flower can also be used to send a gentle message. Someone is interested in you, but you only see them as a friend. Sorry.

oo3. clover ❀ promise

Promises, promises. Sometimes you mean them, sometimes you break them. Today, you promised your lover the best day ever. But does it work out?

oo4. daffodil ❀ unrequited love

There is an old tale of how a youth fell in love with his reflection and drowned. This is the ultimate rejection: no sparing of feelings, no kind words. Crush their souls.

oo5. forget-me-not ❀ memories, don’t forget me

This well-known flower is often given to loved ones as parting gifts. Who knows how long you’ll be gone? Maybe for only a day, or forever and a lifetime.

oo6. hazel ❀ reconciliation

You and a former love have parted ways for one reason or another. Time has cooled your head, but not your heart, so maybe it’s time to rekindle that fire.

oo7. hyacinth ❀ sorrow, forgive me

This holiday does not bring happiness to everyone. Yes, you’re sad and alone this year—but what are you going to do about it? Hopefully not mope with ice cream.

oo8. marigold ❀ cruelty

Love doesn’t mean a thing to you. The people around you are all puppets, and you love playing with them in the meanest way possible. Have fun, you psychopath.

oo9. mistletoe ❀ kiss me

Pure and simple: give someone a kiss! Your lover, your little sister, a stranger from across the room, or go wild and give the whole town some love!

o10. orange blossoms ❀ wedding, marriage bliss

Oh yes, you’re doing it: having a wedding on one of the cheesiest days of the year! Bring your rice and gifts, a priest is waiting to unite two people in love.

o11. plum blossom ❀ beauty, longevity

It’s a long shot, but you gotta try it. Flattery and buttering people up is one of the best ways to get what you want… romance, a date, money, sex…

o12. poppy ❀ oblivion

It is never good to be oblivious, and it’s awful to not see that someone is in love with you. But sadly, you are. Or is the other person the clueless one?

o13. primrose ❀ can’t live without you

You need them. More than lust or financial stability, you cannot imagine a world where you are not with this other person. Who said anything about a healthy relationship?

o14. rose (dark red) ❀ mourning

You never broke up with them, you never forgot about them. This is true love separated—they’re dead and gone. But have you moved on?

o15. rose (red) ❀ i love you, confession

Today is the day to express love, and nothing is better than expressing a love not expressed before! So go on, confess those beautiful feelings!

o16. rose (white) ❀ secrecy and silence

Sometimes you have to keep secrets. Sometimes that secret is someone else. So, enjoy a midnight rendezvous or run away for a passionate day somewhere.

o17. rose (yellow) ❀ infidelity

You couldn’t help it, this other person was just too… something to resist. That’s right! You’re cheating on your public lover today, but do you care or not?

o18. saffron ❀ abuse

Not all love is happy. Sometimes the problems are worse than money or cheating. It’s not limited to physical abuse either: there’s emotional, verbal, psychological…

o19. sweet pea ❀ good-bye

This day can really suck sometimes. Not as bad as being dumped on Christmas, but all the same. Your special someone obviously doesn’t feel the same anymore.

o20. violets ❀ let’s take a chance

Go for it! Love is exciting, and you don’t have to stay in a rut. Date someone new, elope, or do something creative. In the end, be different from the norm this year!

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[Seeing Durbe approach him, Nasch is surprised he doesn't just cut to the chase. But that's okay. He can simply tease him. Smirking, Nasch leans against is locker and sniffs his rose.]

Apparently I have a secret admirer. A very romantic one. Giving me a red rose and also a violet. The note was simple, but to the point. They told me to wait after class so here I am. [Nasch makes it a point to sound casual, just sniffing his rose until he looks at Durbe.] The note was typed. Probably so I wouldn't be able to guess their handwriting, I suppose. Almost as if I'd know whose it was. [He meets Durbe's eyes then, smile growing into a smirk.] Or so I'm guessing anyway.

[ With the way that Nasch looks just... leaning against his locker, Durbe can't help but wonder if he does it on purpose, or if there's just some sort of natural thing that draws Durbe to him, making him want to just lean against him or take his hand. He shakes the thought from his mind though, and clutches his books a little closer to his chest. If Durbe looks like some lovesick schoolgirl, he certainly feels the part, and it's embarrassing to say the least, but... well.

Nasch couldn't know it was him, could he? ]

Is that so? [ He tries to sound indifferent about it, as if he couldn't care less if Nasch had some admirer. Though, it's hard, especially when he sees the smirk and runs the words over in his mind - both what Nasch has said and what Durbe wants to say - and he takes a step back and breathes in deeply. ] Well, I imagine they must be nervous, telling someone like you how they feel. You have quite a few admirers; what if you were to turn this person down because of that alone?

[ He shakes his head and closes his eyes so he doesn't feel as if he's wearing his heart on his sleeve (like always). ]

Being in love isn't very easy.

No, it isn't. You always wonder when the right time to say it is or if the other person feels the same. You think they do and then they do something else and you wonder if you just imagined them ever feeling the same. [Nasch keeps his gaze on Durbe for a moment longer before looking away, sniffing at his rose.] Or so I gather.

[It's unfair how he's treating Durbe at this point, teasing him. Durbe's nervous enough as it is, but Durbe's easy to fluster. Still he should just tell him outright and not keep this going. So with a sigh and a shake of his head, he laughs.]

Durbe, I know it was you that left the note and I've known how you felt for a while now. I feel the same way. I'm not turning you down. [He'll let that sink in.]

[ Honestly, all Durbe can do in response to Nasch's words is nod, lost in the way he feels and not quite realizing what Nasch is doing until he pauses and adds that little bit. His face heats up and he tries to look at Nasch, he really does, but that gaze of his is something makes him feel breathless, like Nasch could do anything he wanted to Durbe and so long as their eyes remain locked like that, Durbe would let him.

Then again, Durbe would let him regardless.

But then Nasch is laughing and he wonders briefly, if Nasch is laughing at him like he feared. And it's still a silly thing to fear, but the heart is a delicate thing and it took a lot to work up the courage he'd have any other time to even put the flowers and note in Nasch's locker. And to be talking to him after that? And about love at that...

Though, when Nasch speaks again, all he registers is Nasch saying that he knows Durbe left the note, and immediately, Durbe starts up even while Nasch is still talking. ]

I know, it was a rather witless idea, giving you something like that and I will understand if you never-- [ There's a pause as he cuts himself off and looks at Nasch, running the words he had spoken over in his head and taking in his expression. It takes a moment for the gravity of Nasch's words to sink in, but once they do, he drops his books in an attempt to take one of Nasch's hands in his own - he catches about half of them them and just uses one hand to reach out. ] ... You aren't?

[ Durbe swallows, and immediately crouches down, letting go of Nasch's hand to pick up his books and notes to study, murmuring under his breath; ]

I can't believe this, you actually...

[It's adorable how clumsy Durbe can be and he doesn't even flinch when Durbe drops everything he's holding. Though Nasch is quick to bend down and help him pick everything back up.] You're my best friend and we get along. Is it really that hard to believe?

[Nasch doesn't see how it would be. From his point of view, Durbe is perfect. Of course he has his flaws, just like any other person, but they only help to make Durbe special to Nasch. Everything that's Durbe is all Nasch wants and he smiles, eyes soft.] You're smart, friendly, and loyal. What's there not to like?

[ 'Best friend' is something Durbe had been a little worried to hear, honestly. His hands brush against Nasch's as he tries to be quick about picking up his books, not wanting Nasch to do all of the work, and he chews on the inside of his cheek a little as he considers that. ]

Don't most have an aversion to dating their best friend? There's... a risk in ruining that kind of relationship, or so I've heard.

[ But then he's actually looking up at Nasch and with the look on his face, Durbe's face starts to turn a bit redder, but even so, he can't bring himself to look away. The compliments that follow have him wanting to just stuff himself in Nasch's locker to hide away, but that's no use. Besides, he's better than this. He can face this without being worried about crippling embarrassment. This is Nasch - his teasing never goes too far.

(Though Durbe almost finds it funny - it's so easy to turn down other people, but hearing an acceptance from Nasch is enough to make his heart nearly implode on itself.)

Once he has his things gathered up, he takes what Nasch had picked up and adds it to his pile before standing up and offering Nasch a small, if not still slightly embarrassed smile. ]

Perhaps the fact that I am blind without my glasses or that I'm clumsy would be things not to like.

[ He's... teasing himself at least, not really meaning anything by it - nothing out of the usual, and he leans back against Nasch's locker to attempt to stuff a few more of his books into his bag. The less to carry, the easier it'll be to ... maybe hold Nasch's hand while they walk, or have less in the way so they can ki--

No, it's too soon for that, isn't it? ]

[Nasch shakes his head as he stands. Durbe's worrying too much.]

For the person that confessed to me and went about it in such a romantic manner, it's a little funny that you're the one trying to tell me how this may be a bad idea. Unfortunately for you, I can't be swayed. You know me, Durbe. Once my mind's on something then it can't budge. You're stuck with me wanting to try. [He takes a step closer, until he's much too into Durbe's personal space.] Unless you trip over nothing and end up killing me. [He's teasing, really. The smile on his face should be evident of that. Durbe is clumsy, so clumsy there are times Nasch worries for him, but it's adorable in Nasch's eye. An adorable part of him that Nasch can't imagine being there.

And while Durbe thinks a kiss may be too soon, Nasch doesn't. He just wants to wait for Durbe to finally put his things away and make certain nobody's coming their way. But he's going to kiss him.]

[ Durbe still has his head bowed, trying to neaten things up in his bag as he listens to Nasch and shakes his head. Romantic? Well... that was what he'd been going for, but for it to have actually worked, for Nasch to think of it like that... His heart practically leaps into his throat as he thinks about it.

They're together now. It's... official. And nothing could make him happier than to know that. He feels his cheeks heat up, but he quickly snaps his head up when he hears Nasch mention tripping over something and killing him, and he looks aghast at the thought, playing along with it all. ]

I like to think I can avoid doing something like that, Nasch.

[ Durbe's quick to duck his head again, trying to get as much as he can into his bag. Once there's nothing but a single book that can't fit inside, he closes it up and looks back up at Nasch properly. He starts to reach out for Nasch's hand, but stops halfway, simply taking the moment to smile at Nasch. He really couldn't be happier than he is right now. ]

Shall... we head home, then? I can walk you to yours first.

[The moment that Nasch has been looking for appears. When nobody's coming and when Durbe puts his things away, Nasch leans in to kiss him as soon as the last word leaves Durbe's lips and not a moment later. The kiss is a bit too abrasive at first because maybe Nasch is just a little too excited for this moment. Durbe's glasses are in the way so Nasch takes them off and tilts his head, trying to make the kiss somewhat decent. However you do that because he's never kissed before and all he knows is what he's seen on television. But that's television and that's never accurate.

But he's wanted to do this and he's wanted to simply be with Durbe for a while now. It was always just the matter of when was the best time or how it could be brought up. Now it's a reality and one that Nasch doesn't plan on letting slip by him. He pulls away with a smile, slipping Durbe's glasses back on carefully and brushes his hair affectionately.]

Let's head home, then. [And only then does he pull away, grabbing Durbe's hand to lead him to the exit of the school. Smile still in place on his face.]

[ The kiss surprises him - if he'd still been holding his books, he likely would have dropped them again, and right on Nasch's feet - and Durbe lifts his hands to hover in the air, a little unsure of what to do with them. Does he touch Nasch? Does he wrap his arms around his waist or his neck? Does he-- his glasses are gone and he squeezes his eyes shut, trying to not to focus on the fact that he wouldn't be able to see if they were open, and one of his hands finds its way to Nasch's chest. Durbe's fingers curl in the fabric of his shirt and he's just... unsure of what to do beyond that - is that even okay? It must be, he's seen it in all of those movies he's watched, he's dreamed it too.

And the feeling of Nasch's lips against his is something he's wanted to feel for a while, he's wanted to feel Nasch close to him in an intimate way, not just the way they would be as friends. Though this isn't the most romantic place for a first kiss, once Nasch pulls away and settles his glasses back on his face, Durbe thinks he wouldn't have it any other way. The fingers in his hair definitely are a nice touch too, something so affectionate being given to him.

When Nasch takes his hand, Durbe feels like he's ready to melt - hand-holding and a kiss, and so soon at that, but he'd never complain or turn it down - but he squeezes Nasch's hand and follows, trying to adjust his glasses and keep his bag from slipping off his shoulders all at once. And he's a little speechless, uncertain of the right words to say after something like that, but he tries all the same, and it isn't until they leave the school that he even manages to say it. ]

I'm glad we can finally be like this.

[Nasch takes the speechlessness from Durbe as a compliment meaning he must have liked the kiss or, at the least, it wasn't entirely awful. That had been his first and considering he hadn't had any idea what he was doing? He thought it had gone pretty well, all things considered.]

I had wanted to do something about it before, but well, I wanted to make sure you were ready first. I figured if you were going to be sending me a love letter than you were probably prepared. [He smirks at Durbe and squeezes his hand, just teasing him as he usually would. Durbe's easy to tease, perhaps too easy, but that's just part of the fun when it comes to Durbe and he knows the other boy doesn't mind.]

[ Oh of course Nasch is going to tease him - he knows perfectly well that it's one of Nasch's favorite things to do, but at least it's always harmless. Durbe knows Nasch would never hurt him, and that's admittedly one of the many things that draws Durbe to him, that makes Durbe never want to leave Nasch's side.

Feeling Nasch squeeze his hand, Durbe lets his smile grow and he ducks his head to try to hide it from Nasch's sight. ]

I suppose I've always been so transparent, haven't I?

[ But he doesn't sound upset by it - he's sort of accepted it by this point. He glances down at Nasch's hand and feels his face heat up for seemingly no reason at all other than what seems to be the typical 'he's touching me' reaction. Durbe really is almost like a giddy schoolgirl at this time. ]

... Would it be too soon to ah... ask for a date?

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the floriography meme

the very best.

like no one ever was.

this ain't pokemon.

yugioh, pokemon, same difference.

they're both just big cash cows so yeah i guess you're right.

so is to catch the barians your real test?

to defeat the astral world is my goal.

oh my god i'm so done goodbye.

no don'tbe because i finally came back

oh good let's humiliate ourselves (and durbe) some more

practically my day job.

i know the feel