Ogni colore delle rose ha un suo particolare e specifico significato. La rosa rossa simboleggia la passione e l’amore. La rosa bianca rappresenta l’amore puro e spirituale. La rosa rosa indica indica tenerezza, gratitudine, amicizia. La rosa gialla accesa è il simbolo della gelosia. La rosa blu rappresenta il mistero e la saggezza. La rosa nera è simbolo di morte e di amore negato.🌹

22/50 Two Miserable People Meeting at a Wedding AU KiriDeku
  • kacchako wedding. 
  • Izuku is officiating cause he knows them both
  • They got tsuyu (Uraraka’s sorority sister) and kirishima (bakuou’s long term roommate that he met during a workshop about pyro spotting) to be maid of honor and best man. 
    • Izuku is a paramedic
    • Kirishima is a firefighter
    • Bakugou is also a firefighter, but is on his way to becoming chief
    • Uraraka is an architect
  • Baku was groomzilla. 
    • Kirishima is tired. 
    • Izuku is tired, but happy. 
  • They bond during various wedding scenes. 
    • Kirishima and Izuku helping Bakugou pick out his tux. Bakugou ends up banning them from picking out their own because they have awful taste.
      • “Do you think this is a fucking Christmas party? You’re not going to my goddamn wedding like that.” (they tried to choose full green and red suits/tuxes like in the promo pics and bakugou was not having it.)
        • Totally clashed with the color scheme (white and rose gold) that Bakugou had in mind.
    • Kirishima having been told to pick up the stationary from a store like 2 hours away, but he doesn’t have a car, and the wonderful Izuku offers to take him since he has to go pick up napkin and plate samples in that town anyway.
        • bonding over Bakugou and then comic heroes they both found out they like
        • stopping to get lunch at what looked like a great place to eat, but accidentally was a date setting (dim lights with red and dark wood interior, corner booth where they sat next to each other while trying to eat not sexy sandwiches)
          • Izuku is all apologetic when they leave because he had chosen the place, but didn’t know it would be like that. 
          • Kirishima just laughs it off and says it was one of the better dates he’s had in a while.
          • BLUSH
    • Izuku kept crying through the rehearsal of the ceremony and the vows. Kirishima was all smiles and offered him his handkerchief.
    • Izuku holds himself better at the actual ceremony, and smiles when he has to hand a handkerchief to Kirishima who is bawling during the kiss
      • cause they danced a few times during the night
  • Inko is a loud and giggly kind of tipsy and she and Mitsuki Bakugou (mama) talk about their kids. 
    • Kirishima overhears that Izuku still lives with his mom cause he can’t find a place close enough to work in a reasonable price range. 
    • Offers Izuku the “recently vacated space” in his apartment. 
      • Insert cute joke. 
      • Blushing acceptance. 
  • Cue roommate shenanigans and falling in love.
    • Kirishima being impressed with Izuku’s comic and merch collection then showing off his own.
    • One of them forgetting something and asking the other to bring drop it off at work for them.
    • Having meals together when they can since they both are used to having meals with someone.
    • Movie nights when they both have the night off, but never getting past more than one movie because they keep talking about it and what might happen and what they want to happen till it’s too late to watch something else.
    • Izuku is good at cooking, but Kirishima is fantastic? 
      • went with bakugou to a bunch of cooking classes that he took in order to surprise uraraka
        • she works a lot and he wanted to be able to do something nice for her, not that he’ll ever admit it
    • Izuku is scary good at shopping. the few times kirishima went with him, he saw the feared coupon clipping case and somehow walks out with $100 worth of groceries and only paid $36
  • They don’t admit their feelings because they’re both shy boys who don’t wanna ruin the great friendship they have
    • Bakugou and Uraraka both know what’s going on and are both tired of their shit. 
      • Bakugou wants to tell them so all the pining can be over. Uraraka doesn’t let him, saying they need to work things out for themselves.
  • That changes when one day they both get called to the same place while working. 
    • Huge fire that’s engulfing an apartment complex. Some trapped, some injured.
    • Bakugou being inside when the exit collapses and Kirishima axes his way in to get the other out. 
    • Kirishima brings Bakugou to Izuku who is kind of frantic, but holds it together enough to do his job.
    • They both get sent home after the fire is out and all the injured are taken cared of.
    • Uraraka comes to pick up Baku from the site. He’s fine, but no one will let him go.
  • Izuku is still shaken by the ordeal and it shows more now that they’re at home.
  • Kirishima tries to comfort him and Izuku lets it slip that he thought Kirishima was the one who was trapped.
  • Feelings start overflowing as Izuku keeps talking about how he had just heard that a firefighter was trapped and he knew that Kirishima’s station was called in and he didn’t even think that it might have been Bakugou and he feels awful that he forgot his own friend, but he really can’t stand the idea of losing either of them and
  • Kirishima cuts him off and says that everyone is okay, it’s all okay, he’s not leaving Izuku anytime soon.
  • Izuku says he doesn’t want Kirishima to ever leave. That he’s had feelings like this for a long time, but didn’t want to ruin their friendship, but today had scared him and he couldn’t keep quiet any longer.
  • Kirishima is shocked and hold Izuku closer and admits that he feels the same.
  • Peek into their Happily Ever After

One of my detailed outlines that I want to make into a fic, but can’t seem to get it beyond this stage. There is so much trope cheese. Someone please write this for me. It’s so cute in my head and my eyes and soul need it to happen.


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The Night Parade

When the moon and stars stray the sun from the sky,
she slips off her day clothes and into something more familiar.
Worn out.
And thus,
the night parade begins.

Everything once bright,
has now turned dull.
All the passion has leaked from the brightly colored roses and she has driven them into the shadows.
No one,
no thing,
is safe from her soul sucking fingertips.

The curves of her silhouette draw in the attention of many men.
From afar, the havoc to come cannot be seen,
they allowed themselves to be lured into the abyss that lies between her thighs.
Her fingertips trace their skin leaving trails of pleasure soon followed by a heart wrenching ache that brings even the strongest of men to their knees.
Her work is done.
She has drawn the strength needed to feed her hungry soul,
and like the moon,
she descends, shying away from the sun.


(Written and submitted by @itsjustni)

anonymous asked:

top 10 stationery items on your wish list?

finetec watercolors, zebra sarasa dry, copper + platinum + rose quartz embossing powder, washi tape, lavender black uniball-signo, tombow fudenosuke hard tip, kuretake zig clean color (tea rose + a few other shades that i don’t remember the name of), refills for my uniball signo um-151 0.5, pale cherry + peacock blue tombows, those cute gold hollow binder clip things, pentel energel (i feel like my dad has one tho… hmm….)

I’m a provocative artist
with the disguise undercover
smooth spits in a spiritual bliss
the humbling harmony of
my thoughtless tranquility.

Artist of provocative hearts
I provoke the mystique with uniqueness
Strike a provocative pose the color of the red rose
I’m the blood on the rose.

With smooth flows that’s the beauty
of a colored rose
I’m the abstract lover of a provocative pose
I paint the picture of provocative
the only way to perceive my abstract colors
there’s no wait or way to disguise
the way two eyes appetize
the perception to perceive
the way to believe it’s not what you see.

I’m an abstract lover
She’s the Mona Lisa of my heart
a masterpiece of my whispering heart
the love from a divine heart.

She’s a Mona Lisa
a master piece of my heart
The whispers of her beauty
paints love’s modern design
She’s the featured art.

World renowned beauty the International fluence
Queen’s personality
she’s the beauty of art
the featured piece of an artist at heart
the masterpiece of my heart
the abstract design.

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Pen’s Broadcasting Brilliance
21st century’s Poet

—  @t2lman

All it took was that rose colored look

You’ve finally captured me in your trap and now what?

To pull me along this painful ride for years and years on end

What did you expect from this?

Everytime I saw you,

I saw red

Red for anger.

Red for love.

Red for frustration,

Since I could never get rid of you.

You ran around,

Ran away from me.

But you saved those rose colored looks,

Reserved for me.

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Rules: answer the 20 questions and tag 20 followers you would like to get to know better.

Name: Alyssa

Nickname: Lyss, Lysso, Lyssa, Alys, Smover, etc.; I have a lot now and I’m grateful for all of them and the people who gave them

Zodiac Sign: Taurus

Height: 5’2″

Orientation: straight

Ethnicity: …apparently this doesn’t mean what I thought it did, so I’m just gonna; so, Irish, Scottish, British, German, French, Native American, Swedish, 

Favorite Fruit: strawberries

Favorite Season: fall, I guess

Favorite Book Series: yes

Favorite Flower: roses

Favorite Color: yes; I like all of them except yellow, white, and orange

Coffee, Tea, or Cocoa: tea AND cocoa, just not at the same time

Average Sleep Hours: y e s

Cat or dog person: dogs

Favorite Fictional Characters: Batman, Kylo Ren, Darth Vader, Loki, Thor, Jason Todd, dfhasfdv fricking all of them I’ve ever talked about (hint: too many (far, far too many))

Number of Blankets I Sleep With: 1-2

Dream Trip: Scotland

Blog Created: which one lol

Number of Followers: 317 

I tag: anyone who wants to do it


I could hear
all those things
you ran from
with every song
you released
living your dream

you didn’t need
to play your
albums in
reverse to hear
the taunting
of your demons

I grew up
I cradled your
songs close to
my chest
I knew I wasn’t
the only one

that felt numb
that watched the sun set
that wanted something
rather than nothing
to matter

I wish we could’ve found
a new palette of colors
that just weren’t a collection
of shit grey so maybe the world
wouldn’t need rose colored glasses
just so it can make another rotation
just so the fingers of the sun
could tighten it’s grip out of love
rather than anger

I hope you slipped calmly
beneath the waves when
you decided to let go
of the edge you so
desperately clung

I’m sorry that your armor broke
I’m sorry that you were the only
one who could repair it
I’m sorry that your symphony
played it’s final notes in
the middle of battle

you may have already felt
like a ghost in your final
hours but we never lost
sight of the spirit you let
spill from your eyes with
your honest lyrics
your highest notes

you felt the weight of
a thousand worlds for
so long that anyone
could understand
why you would
it to insanity

you don’t need to apologize
I understand that these plans
we make can be written in blood
washed away with the mud
of uncut clouds
leaving us with more questions
of subjects we thought to be
experts on

I hope you didn’t scream at yourself
I hope you finally felt like you won
I hope you can walk to what you
always wanted when you wake up
on whatever road you travel next

I fucking care that your flickering
light went out amongst a sea
of dimmer specks,
even though
you might feel you didn’t shine
as brightly as you did
so many
used you to guide us
shining brighter
than Polaris did in
a world without the pollution
of smog traced neons

I’m sorry that you lost books
of stories when you lost track
of your scars
those consequential sharp
edges are wounds some of us
share as we trudge
this unmapped path

so we all continue forward
under this blanket of scars
we still listen to your words
hydrohelioizing your perfect

polarisized star