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Golden, guns, and greedy glorification. *** "We both needed to weather the bad in order to grow; Kind of like a sunflower" he says quietly under his breath, looking over in my direction. I smile at his example, while we both stop and stare at the little sunflower which is being drawn to the sun behind us. That's when I realized I had been the sunflower. Feeling hopeless and broken trying to survive an endless amount of pouring rain. Trying to grow on my own until one day I wiped away my tears, and was finally able to see the sunshine that had unexpectedly creeped in, and helped me grow into who I am right here right now at this moment in time. The sun, which was always there hidden behind the dark gloomy rain clouds, finally broke through, causing the sunflower to follow wherever the sun had went. Although I never knew Harry was there, hiding behind the clouds, when he finally walked into my life, causing the sunshine to creep in, I had finally realized he was there to take me back to the light. When I had thought to myself the only person who could ever bring me back to that light had been taken from my life forever. "Yeah, kind of like sunflowers" *** Story started May 2020 - December 2020

Y/n was just like any other adult. She had the job of her dreams and lived in a small house in the city. Every day she walked to work and she would walk past a flower shop that was on the corner. Inside was a man who loved flowers. When his eyes landed on you for the first time he got curious. When he started talking to you he got obsessed.

Sunflowers bloom and are usually cut once fully grown. They're marvelous flowers. Bright and magical, plus they smell absolutely wonderful. The catch is that once they're cut they might never come back, but if they do they'll never be quite as beautiful as they were when they first blossomed. My Sunflower loves came in all forms; a boy named Michael, a girl who adored bugs, and a picture taken by a guy I knew as Liam. But Theodore Cade Montgomery was determined to make sure he wasn't a Sunflower. I am way out of my league when I stand beside him, but he never seems to want to let go of my hand. ❁ ~-- I wish they told me how hard it would be to navigate through dating if you never experienced a relationship in high school. I wish I was informed about the difficulty of approaching and being approached. I wish that it was easier and that somehow I wasn't destined to screw it up. "Why do you keep calling me Benji?" "Because anyone can call you Winnie," Theo leans his forehead against mine, his eyes piercing mine as our breath flirts between us. "I can't stand thinking that I'm just anyone to you." --❁-- 73k+ words~

Once a happy person turned timid and reclusive, a 27 year old Tyler Benington tried to live a normal life after his marriage crumbled with the death of his husband, by his own hands. Although, he had a solid reason for it which was to save his own life. When he thought he was getting better, the four walls of his heart struck by a green eyed man, Kyle Parker, and his deep ocean eyed daughter, Maya Parker. Kyle Parker, a 29 year old widower who lost his wife from the complications of childbirth five years ago, lives his normal life with his daughter, Maya. An all time landscaper, but also a flower seller in the farmer's market on Sunday. One fateful day, a middle aged woman bought a bouquet of marigolds and also hired him for a landscaping job. Little did he know he would stumbled into an unexpected twist of fate after accepting the job offer. The journey of discovering new things and new feelings wasn't all beautiful, but both of them persevered. When things finally seemed perfect and in places, another storm came, testing both of them once again. Can both of them get past this problem like how they used to? Or will the pillars crack and finally crumble down into dust? One of them battling with despair while the other with grief. Brought together by the power of courage to move on when the time came. "A marigold for you." - Kyle

Evan always tried to hide his flowers. It was pointless, almost everyone had them, but their flowers were bright yellows and pinks that made them look like walking flower bouquets. His were dark colors - blacks, reds, browns, and purples - that made him look morbid and intimidating. And his flowers stood for the worst things too. While Jared was covered in bright pink flowers that meant heartbreak, Evan had a huge, red, zinnia on the back of his neck that meant depression, dark purple irises on his arms, legs, and face that meant bruises, and black flowers lining his wrists meaning self harm. There were almost 47 black flowers. He hated it, being marked as the kid who was supposed to fall in love with a depressed psychopath. It didn't help that his anxiety would spike at the worst possible times, causing him to trip and stutter at the worst times. • Connor didn't choose to be born with depression, a feeling that started at the back of his neck and just seemed to grow. He didn't choose to be covered in burns and bruises from his abusive father, and he didn't choose to have a bright blue flower on the palm of his hand that symbolized anxiety. He wanted to end it all - the pain, the humiliation, the fucking flower that would grow at the worst possible times. He hated how everything that happened to him would affect his soulmate. Only he deserved to feel that pain.

{PERMANENT HIATUS} - Updating storyline and reattempting for 2022 NaNoWriMo- The flowers aren't what they seem and neither is the magic. --- NaNoWriMo 2021 Project --- The shade of a tree on lazy afternoons can welcome more than a good nap. A bare hand can beckon death closer than a sword if it is the right hand. A catalyst to the prince sounds like a wonderful position, especially to be his princess... doesn't it?

He came into Logan's flower shop with obvious tears dried against his cheeks. He had been crying. Logan knew better to pry. The flower arrangement he wanted told him all that he needed to know: "White Lillies, White Carnations, Hydrangea, Larkspur, And Zinnia." Someone in this man's life has passed away and he wanted a bouquet either to place on their face or to give to someone else who is grieving. But he kept coming back. Week after week to the flower shop. Every Sunday became tradition. At promptly one thirty in the afternoon the man would walk in and he would ask for a white carnations. It was only logical to strike up a conversation with such a regular customer. Logan never once contemplated such an outcome as falling in Love.

<A wildflower is a flower that grows naturally, not as a result of purposeful planting or seeding. Wildflower: A representation of strength and the pursuit of happiness.> *** Alexandra, a girl who knows too well what it's like to be alone, she knows the taste of loneliness, too. Myles, the dude with a lighter, who happens to be at the right place at the right time. He also, is a little sad. *** The story of Alexandra Ledger and Myles Darden, set place in a small beach town called Waverly. They have this summer together, just two young people finding each other. It's the start of the summer, two teenagers meeting, finding their mutual love for sunsets at beach. They come upon people who are aware of their struggles and of how difficult it is to feel isolated. Finding a friend, finding solace in one another, and proving to one another that they aren't alone and that they have someone ----- If you're looking for {dual POV, strangers-to-friends-to lovers, a summer romance} then WILDFLOWERS might be for you.

You are the Ultimate Botanist and you are enrolled in the Ultimate Academy for Gifted Juveniles. How exciting right? Well not really as you are thrown into a killing game with 16 other ultimates and you want to make it out alive not trusting a single person. That is until a thorn named Kokichi got under your skin. You didn't know why he did and you didn't know what was so special about him but you also can't deny that you have a feeling towards him. How will your story unfold each day? Will you make it out alive? Or will you ultimately be betrayed by those who you find trustworthy? Hold onto your gardening hats and be tangled in this story of blooming red roses!

"𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘁𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘂𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽" Flowers die when they're not poured with water. In this game, she was the flower and he the water. ꧁ 𝓉𝓌： 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒻𝒾𝒸𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈 － 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝓈𝓉 － 𝒾𝓃𝒿𝓊𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 － 𝓈𝓊𝒾𝒸𝒾𝒹𝒶𝓁 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈 － 𝒷𝓁ℴℴ𝒹 － ℴ𝓃ℯ－𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ𝒹 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ ꧂ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ⁻ ᵗʳᵃⁿˢˡᵃᵗᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ʷⁱᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵐʸ ᵖᵉʳᵐⁱˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ⁻ ᵘˢᵉ ᵐʸ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ ⁻ ˢᵗᵉᵃˡ ᵐʸ ᵒʳ ᵃⁿʸᵒⁿᵉ ᵉˡˢᵉ'ˢ ʷᵒʳᵏˢ ___________ 2024/11/05