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Yellow Roses: Friendship, Welcome Back, New beginnings, Joy, and Delight

They hated him, all of them did. It wasn’t like he blamed them, after all he did horrible things to them and had been planning to do even worse things in the future. They could force themselves to tolerate him and be polite all they wanted, but he could feel the hate radiating off of them and for that reason Anti chose to stay in his room. His ceiling was littered with small holes where he’d thrown his knife, seeing how deep he could get it and then how long it took for it to fall, at one point he’d gotten it into a stud he guessed because he had to get up and pull the stupid thing out! He wasn’t sure how long he’d been in there for the day, he typically waited till the others were out, asleep, or otherwise preoccupied before leaving his room but today it was almost as if time didn’t exist until a knocking on his door disturbed him.

 “What do you want?” He called, his first thought being that it was Jack, there to force him out and try to make friends.

 “I’ve got something for you.” The glitch perked up at the sound of [Y/N], a friend of the Spetics that came over fairly often… He remembered planning to try and use them against the others at one point. He thought about it for a moment before slowly getting up and unlocking his door, opening it just enough to peak out to see what it was that they had, disappointed to find that they were hiding it behind their back. “Thought you might try to peak, will you let me in?” There was a long pause.

 “Are you sure you want to?” They seemed to be alone, the others always made sure they weren’t alone with him. They didn’t trust him, they thought he’d turn on them any second, that he would just up and attack them…

 “Yes, I would like to give you what I got you, but if you prefer, I could just hand it to you through the door like this?” They offered, shifting slightly, trying to find a more comfortable way to hold the item behind their back.

 Anti glanced behind them and sighed before he opened the door enough to let them in, a familiar snap back hat disappearing behind a corner not escaping his sight before he closed the door again, once [Y/N] slipped in. The others would probably never trust him, his shoulders slumped as he stared at the closed door for a moment, was this just his life now? Being stuck in this room, the only visitors being Jack and apparently [Y/N]?

 “There. I think they look good there.” [Y/N]’s voice broke Anti’s inner dialogue, he’d almost forgotten they were there honestly… Perhaps he was alone too often. He looked at them for only a second though as his eyes were drawn to the bright flowers in a vase that had been set on his bed side table.

 “These are for me?” He asked, walking over to the table and carefully reaching up to touch the soft petals. He hadn’t gotten a gift before, not that it should come as a surprise after all who would give the villain a gift?

 “No, they’re for Robbie.” Their voice held a light sarcasm as they shook their head. “Of course, they’re for you. Jack said you’d been staying in your room all day and well…” They took a quick look around. “Seeing as you haven’t really decorated, I thought you might want something to uh to brighten it up a bit. I’m sure you get tired looking at the plain walls and… Ceiling…” Okay, they weren’t about to address the holes they just saw. That was an easy fix hopefully, last thing they needed was Henrik getting mad about the “house being destroyed”.

 “I…” Anti choked on his words… No, he wasn’t about to cry in front of them. He wasn’t about to let them see him be weak like that. After all the isolation, after all the names they called him and all the distrust he hadn’t let any of the others see his hurt. He wasn’t about to break down because of some damn yellow roses.

 “You want to know what they stand for? The flowers I mean?” [Y/N] asked, no response. “Yellow roses stand for new beginnings and friendship. You may not have been the best person in the past and maybe you still come off as harsh and rude but… You’re trying. I’m sure in time the others will warm up to you, but for now, for what it’s worth.” They sighed before smiling over to Anti even though his eyes remained glued onto the flowers. “I trust that you’ve changed, and I’d like to be your friend.”

 His shoulders began to shake, no… He didn’t want to break… He wasn’t going to start crying because of this. A sniffle escaped him, and he cursed himself. They didn’t say anything, but he could feel them get closer, he spun around to face them. This had to be some sort of cruel joke, soon the others would burst in and laugh at him for crying and for believing that someone actually wanted to be his friend. But as his glassy eyes searched [Y/N]’s face and eyes he saw nothing but genuine concern, there wasn’t a single trace of a lie. Damn it. He gulped, trying to get a handle on himself as he slowly, carefully reached over and put his hand on their shoulder. As if he was questioning if they were really there, that this wasn’t some sort of illusion or dream. But once he felt they were solid he quickly pulled them into him, wrapping his arms around them tightly and burying his face in the crook of their neck, letting small sobs escape finally.

 “Anti? Hey, it’s okay. I’m sorry, did I do something wrong?” [Y/N] asked, wrapping their arms around him as well.

“N-no, you didn… you didn’t do anything wrong its just tha- that. This is the nicest… nicest thing anyone’s every done for me and… Thank you, [Y/N]. For being here for being my friend.” It all began to spill from him as he tried to pull them as close to him as possible without hurting them.

 “You’re welcome, Anti.” They couldn’t help but smile as they held the crying glitch demon, knowing that his tears were ones of happiness. It took him a few moments but Anti eventually calmed down, pulling away from [Y/N] and wiping the tears off his cheeks.

 “I um… Sorry for getting your shirt wet.” He said, a genuine smile forming on his face and they returned it.

 “Eh, it’ll dry. What do you say we just chill for a little while and maybe later we can go shopping for some more decorations for your room? You seriously need some posters, my friend.” They said, looking around the room again with a light laugh.

 “Maybe, I think I’m fine with the one for now.”

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Hello everyone! Here’s my first story that I’m posting on here, on my own blog at least. I’ll post some more like this later, with different colored roses and different egos! I meant for this one to be shorter, but it just kinda became super long... Oops! I always love feed back if you have any, other than that I hope you enjoy reading what I write! :3 

White Roses: Purity, Innocence, silence, secrecy, Heavenly

 It was a nice quiet afternoon, the sun was shining and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky as Robbie sat behind the “Septic house”. He liked the feeling of the sun on his skin, it made him actually feel some warmth even though he didn’t produce his own body heat, he turned his face to the sun and closed his eyes. He probably would’ve fallen asleep had he not felt something small and soft rubbing on his hand. Slowly, his eyes opened, and he looked down to see a small brown and white bunny sniffing at him.

“He… Hello… Friend.” He spoke, carefully moving his hand so the bunny could sniff him better which it seemed to do happily. “How’d… You get… Here?” He questioned, tilting his head to the side as it quickly hopped away from him, had he done something wrong?

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare your friend there.” [Y/N]’s voice came from behind the zombie and he turned his body to look at them before turning back to the bunny.

“It’s… Okay. [Y/N] is… A friend.” He told the bunny, which hopped closer to him and began to sniff again as [Y/N] sat down next to him.

“Seriously dude, are you like an animal whisperer or something? The only way a small bun like that could even think of approaching me would be if I was asleep or something.” They said, watching him with a smile, it was always so cute to watch how he interacted with animals. No matter what it was, any animal would just instantly warm up to the zombie.

“I… Dunno.” He said with a shrug, moving to run his fingers over the bunny’s soft fur and it didn’t seem to mind.

“I brought you something.” [Y/N] spoke after the two had a moment of silence, that brought the zombie’s white eyes over to them, finally taking notice of the small bundle of white roses that they were holding.

“Those are… For me?” He questioned, watching them nod and hand them to him. The bunny tried to hop even closer to Robbie, seeming mad that he wasn’t paying attention to it anymore as he began to sniff the flowers. “They’re… Pretty and… Smell nice.” He spoke with a smile, offering them for the bunny to sniff as well. [Y/N] couldn’t help but laugh as the bunny took a nibble from one of the roses, watching Robbie rip them away from the small creature and startling it. “No!... Not… For food!” He tried to scold it, frowning till he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“It’s okay Robbie.” They spoke softly to calm him down. “Bunnies love eating flowers and it’s still a young one. It doesn’t know any better yet that it shouldn’t eat special ones, the fact that they tried to eat one probably means that they liked them just as much as you!”

“Oh… Sorry Bun…” Robbie said, though holding the roses closer to his chest now to keep it away from the bunny. “Thank you… [Y/N]… For these…” He spoke, smiling as he looked down at them.

“The color made me think of your eyes.” They said, earning a small laugh from the zombie. “But they also symbolize innocence and being heavenly.” They explained as he began to inspect the flowers more.

“I’m… Heavenly?” He questioned looking over at them with wide eyes, he’d heard himself be called innocent by his brothers many times, not to mention the community often called him that as well. But heavenly was a new one, and if he had the ability to blush, he probably would be at the moment.

“Yeah, of course you are!” [Y/N] said happily, as Robbie once again looked at the roses and this time smiled to himself. “I think the bunny agrees with me.” They laughed as the small bunny put its front paws on his leg and twitched its nose.

“Yeah… You’re… More important… Though.” As he spoke he kept his eyes on the bunny, once again he felt that if he could blush he would be. “I’m… Happy that… You think… That.”

After that there was silence, the two just enjoying each other’s presence as Robbie tried to keep the bunny away from the flowers and [Y/N] leaned their head on his shoulder. This was nice, he liked spending time like this, especially when it was with [Y/N]. They were always so nice to him, being around them almost made him feel like he was a normal person and not a zombie. But… He was a zombie and having sat in the same place for too long his legs were starting to grow stiff.

“[Y/N]…”

“Yeah?”

“Could we… Go inside…? Maybe put… Flowers… In water?” He asked as they lifted their head and looked back to the house.

“Yeah, we can go back in.” They said before standing up and brushing their pants off, stopping themselves as they noticed that Robbie hadn’t gotten up yet. “Need some help?” They asked and he nodded, feeling slightly embarrassed about it. So much for feeling normal. The offered him their hand and he happily took it and let them pull him up, careful not to rip the stitches that were keeping the arm on, Henrik would have their head if they did. “There ya go! Your legs aren’t hurting you too bad, are they?”

“No… I’m okay… Thank you…” Robbie said, keeping the flowers close to him still.  “For… These too…” He added, motioning to the roses.

“Anytime Robbie. If you want, I can show you how to preserve them a little later.” They offered and he nodded, he just wanted to keep them alive for now.

“You’re… The best.” He smiled as they began walking back to the house, having said goodbye to his new bunny friend.

“As are you.” They said, moving quick to plant a small kiss on his cheek… Maybe he should be glad that he didn’t have the ability to blush, he’d probably be as red as Jackieboyman’s suit if he did.

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Some love for the zomboi! Of course there were obvious reasons for picking white roses for the reader to give to Robbie, but I also liked the idea of someone telling him that they thought he was “heavenly”. I had fun writing this one and hope you all enjoyed reading it! I accept any and all feed back. Thank you for reading! 

Red and yellow roses: Given together they mean happiness and excitement

Beige, beige and more beige, Jack knew the wall behind him was blue but that didn’t do him any good, turning that way meant pulling all the stuff that was stuck in his arm and that didn’t feel any good. His only solace was the big vase that sat next to his bed, filled with yellow and red roses. It certainly brought more life into the room, he wished that he’d been awake when his friend had brought it. Chase had already been to visit him to catch him up on what he’d missed while in his coma, he was so happy to know that his community had grown so much, and was so proud to hear about all the charity that took place in his absence, he just wished he’d been awake to see it all happen himself.

“Jack?” His attention snapped over to the door, a smile spreading across his face at the sight of [Y/N], his good friend.

“You came back! The nurse said you came with the flowers and left to let me sleep more.” He said as they entered the room.

“I didn’t want to wake you up, you need your rest after all.”

“I’ve been asleep for months! The last thing I need is more rest! Now come over here and give me a hug damn it.” He demanded, making his friend laugh. They walked closer, setting something down on the bedside table before leaning over to hug him, being careful of the wires and tubes they still had attached to him just in case. He felt thinner, his hug not as strong as it used to be, but it was a strong as he could muster at the moment. “I want to go home.” He sighed as they pulled away.

“You need your therapy Jack. Being in a coma for as long as you has some serious effects on the body! Your muscles are all deteriorated from lack of use, the doctors just want you to be healthy and here they can make sure you get the attention and care you need.” They told him, moving some of his hair out of his face.

“Well could they at least give me a hair cut or something? I’m looking like Marv’ over here.” He grumbled, making them laugh again.

“True, though if you asked Marv he’d say that wasn’t a bad thing.”

“Yeah well he’s not here.” He continued to grumble, crossing his arms before he looked over at the device [Y/N] had brought. “So… What’d you bring?”

“Huh? Oh right! I brought my Switch! I figured we could play MarioKart and then some Smash Bros if you wanted to.” They said, picking up the hand held and taking the joy cons off, before pulling the table attached his bed in front of him and setting the screen on it. “Okay, just lemme….” Their voice trailed off as they walked to the other side of the room to grab a chair and set it next to his bed. “There we go, now we can play.”

The console was turned on and they began playing MarioKart, the two jokingly smack talking each other and feeling more normal than they had in a while.

“Did you just blue shell me?!”  Jack exclaimed, his voice going up an octave as [Y/N] cackled.

“Hell yeah I did! Ya got a problem with that?!”

“Oh! It is ON!” He shouted, starting to lean with the movements of his character on the screen, because that totally makes it work better… It does!

The two played for what seemed like minutes, but soon they were aware that an hour had passed when a nurse came by to tell them to keep it down. Apparently, their loud gaming had been bothering a few of the other patients. The two, embarrassed, apologized and promised to try and keep the volume down before switching to play Smash.

“By the way, [Y/N]… I forgot to say thanks for the roses. They really brighten it up in here.” He said as they changed out the game.

“You’re welcome, Jack.” They said with a smile. “Ya know, I picked those colors for a reason.”

“Oh really? And why’s that?” He asked as the game started up and [Y/N] got them to the stage select screen, setting it to random so they could just choose their characters.

“When red and yellow roses are given together, they mean happiness and excitement. Which is exactly what I felt when I heard that you were awake, I missed you man… We all did.” They said as they picked their character and Jack picked his.

“I’m sorry. But hey I’m back now right?” He asked as they played together. “Wait… Do you have all items on?”

“Yes.” They said with a grin, laughing as he cursed under his breath and they continued to play, the two forgetting about having to keep quiet as they got more into it.

“No! Nooo!”

“I just want to show you my hammer Jack! It’s a nice hammer!”

“Get away from me! Get aw-Nooo!” Jack shouted as his character flew off the screen just as the time went out and [Y/N] cheered.

“Excuse me…”

The two froze at the sound of the extremely annoyed nurse.

“Uhh… Yes?” [Y/N] laughed nervously.

“If you don’t keep it down, I’m going have to ask you to leave.” The nurse said and the two quickly nodded.

“We’ll keep it down, I promise.” Jack spoke this time, the nurse simply huffing and walking out.

“Maybe, we should save the game for a less late time yeah?” [Y/N] asked and Jack nodded, handing the joy con back to them so they could put the Switch back together and turn it off. “Sorry, I got you in trouble with the nurse.”

“Eh, nothing can quiet me down. I’m a loud boy no matter what, someone should’ve warned them about that.” He said with a shrug.

After that the two sat in an awkward silence, through the yelling and playful jabs the two had already said just about what they wanted to say, it wasn’t like there was too much to talk about. Chase had caught him up on everything that had happened while he was in his coma. So, while they did touch the subject there wasn’t too much they could go on about.

“Hey, [Y/N]?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for coming to visit me… And for the flowers. I won’t lie, I get kinda lonely in here. Plus, even if my body is all fucked up that doesn’t stop me from having a serious amount of energy so it’s good to get it out with games, even if we do get in trouble.”

“Anytime Jack, anytime… By the way, did Chase tell you he lost your flamingo shorts?”

“He did what?!”

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And that’s the end of the series! Man, I had fun writing it haha! Feels nice to write something that’s not academic. The moment I started this series I knew exactly what I wanted to do for Jack, I just also thought it would be a good way to end the series. I’m amazed that everyone has liked them so much, even the ones that I thought were subpar everyone seemed to like! It’s been a great boost in my self esteem as a writer, so thanks to all of you for that. Now, I just have to figure out what the heck I’m gonna do now... Eh, I’ll figure out. Anyway! As always, I accept any and all feed back, thank you for reading! 

Peach Roses: Appreciation, Closing the deal, Get Together, Sincerity

A low groan left the Irish toy maker as he sat up from where he’d passed out at his desk, how long had he been there? What time was it? He put his hand on his lower back, putting pressure on it as he leaned back till he felt a pop, that was better. He looked up to the clock to see that it was actually early the next morning, then he saw it out of the corner of his eye, there was a vase on his desk filled with peach colored rose… Or at least that’s what he thought they were, he could’ve been wrong. When’d that get there? It most certainly hadn’t been there before he fell asleep.

“The hell?” He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes before spotting a card with his name on it sticking out of the arrangement, he took it out and moved to hold it closer under his lamp to read it in the dark room.

Dear Shawn,

You’ve been working yourself very hard recently and I want you to know that I appreciate the hard work that you do, and you don’t need to do so just so you can buy me something, I promise that I don’t need anything. Besides, I would take one of your plushes over some store-bought thing any day. ;3

Love,

[Y/N]

Shawn could feel his face heat up as he read the note over and over again. He knew he should have never told Chase his plan to buy a gift for [Y/N] to say thanks for helping him set up and run an online shop to sell his plushes. He should’ve known the man was easy to break, all you needed to do was offer him baked goods after all. He looked at the roses and then back to the note, rereading it once more. Well, now he needed to go thank them. With a sigh he set the note onto his desk and got up, feeling just about every one of his joints popping as he got up.

It wasn’t exactly hard to find [Y/N] that time of day, they were in the kitchen making a pot of coffee for when the others finally rolled out of their respective beds.

“Oh hey! You’re up earlier than I’d thought you’d be.” They spoke with a smile once they spotted him.

“Uh… Yeah.” He rubbed the back of his neck and looked away from them. “I uh… Wanted to say thank ya for the flowers. Though, if I’m ta be honest I think I should be the one buying you flowers.” He sighed.

“You don’t need to buy me anything, Shawn.” They shook their head, leaning on the counter and crossing their arms.

“But ya’ve done so much for me! You helped me make that store and you’ve been helping me understand how to work the orders and ship them and… I wouldn’t have been able ta do any of this without ya. So, I thought saving up and using the money I’m making through this to buy you a gift would be the best way to say thanks.” He said, walking over to them, why did they not understand that? He thought it was pretty sound logic.

“I did all that for you, because I wanted to help. You were making them anyway, and you said you missed knowing that there were kids out there hugging your toys and playing with them. I don’t want you to work yourself to death for me. But I do appreciate the sentiment. Thus, why I got you the roses.” They explained, letting out a small laugh as he only seemed to look more frustrated.

“Yeah about that! You gettin me things only makes the situation worse! Here I am trying to thank you for helping me and you go buyin me a thing to say thank you for something I haven’t even done yet! Makin me feel like I got to do two things now!”

“But you don’t! That’s not how this works!” [Y/N] laughed as Shawn huffed.

“Oh? It’s not now is it? Then tell me, how is this supposed ta work?” He questioned, crossing his arms and looking them up and down.

“You accept the roses I gave you to show you my appreciation for your kind thought, as well as the fact that I don’t believe that you need to return the favor.” They said, placing a hand on his shoulder which was soon covered by his own.

“No.” He told them with a smile, he wasn’t about to let it end with them doing two nice things for him and him having done nothing in return! That is not how this was about to work.

“Shawn no.”

“Shawn yes. Now, if ya don’t mind, I believe I’ll take some of the coffee you’ve made and I’ll be goin back ta work so I can get you something.” He moved their hand off his shoulder and let it go so their arm would drop to their side.

“Shawn!”

“You’re not winnin this one, my friend. Just face it, you’ve done two nice things for me. Now I have ta do three.” He explained, while grabbing a mug and pouring himself some coffee.

“Wait, no. That’s not how this works.”

“It’s how it’s gonna work.” He said simply, setting the pot back and sipping from his mug before walking out of the kitchen. “See ya around, [Y/N]. Oh, and thanks for the flowers.” He made sure to say before he was out of sight.

“Yeah yeah…”

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The second to the last one! This one kind of had me giggling to be honest hehe! I also really like the idea of someone helping Shawn make an online store so he can sell his toys again, after all he’s a dang workaholic. Also, sorry about the wait, I really wasn’t sure what to do for Shawn and I wanted to save Jack for last. Anyway! As always I accept any and all feed back, thank you guys for reading!

Yellow Roses with red tips: Friendship and Falling in love

 Jameson smiled to himself as he set down the pristine white plate on to the checkered blanket, it finally looked perfect. He had made plans with his friend [Y/N] to meet and have a picnic today and he was so excited to spend some time away from his rowdy brothers, though he did love them they could just be… Much. He did one more quick look over of the set up before the sound of foot steps made him look up. The dapper man smiled at the sight of his friend, waving his hand in a greeting as they sat down in front of him.

“Hey JJ! Sorry I was a bit late, I thought our picnic could use some flowers, so I went and picked these out!” They said, setting down a small plastic vase with yellow roses that had red tips. At the sight of them his cheeks began to heat up just ever so slightly, surely [Y/N] didn’t know the meaning behind such roses and simply picked them because they liked the coloring. Yes, that was it. It had to be.

“It’s quite alright, my good friend! I had been having a bit of trouble setting the blanket with the wind earlier and am quite glad that you were not here to see that.” He signed, choosing to ignore the flowers for now. Just because he had met them in a floral shop and they had an affinity for flowers, didn’t mean that they knew the meaning behind the ones that they had brought and set before him… He was here to spend time with his friend and he would ignore the butterflies in his stomach, for now at least.

“So! How have things been JJ?” [Y/N] asked as he began taking sandwiches and other snacks out of the small basket he’d brought. Since his hands were preoccupied, he could really only communicate with his expressions and while they’d gotten fairly good at reading him, all they were able to tell was that he was probably about to start complaining about something that happened, not that they weren’t prepared for it once he was done taking everything out.

“Well, first I couldn’t find my favorite film anywhere and I know that I always put it in the same place. So I went around and starting asking my brothers if they’d seen it. Of course, I would never immediately suspect them, after all they would never do anything as rude as taking my favorite film and hiding it from me. So anyway, I kept looking and looking and still I couldn’t find it!” As he signed his movements and expressions became more exaggerated, [Y/N] couldn’t help but smile as they paid attention to the story. “I eventually found it though! Turns out I left the blasted thing in the projector the whole time! Golly, the only way I could imagine doing that was if I fell asleep watching the film, but I don’t remember even doing that!”

“Maybe one of your brothers watched it without telling you?” They suggested, but JJ shook his head.

“They all know I would happily share my films with them. They only need ask.” He signed, quickly asking them how they’d been before he began eating.

“I’ve been doing alright.” They began, also starting to eat, after all it would be a waste to not eat the meal JJ had put together for them! “I’ve been doing some research recently about certain things.” They said, their eyes traveling to the roses that sat slightly slanted on the uneven ground. [Y/N] set down their food and moved the vase to a more stable spot, closer to Jameson.

He looked down at the flowers as they did so, his face once again heating up as he remembered the meaning of those roses. Had they been doing research on flower meanings and were the roses a subtle way to tell him… Something? No, he shouldn’t get his hopes up like that.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about… Certain things.” Their eyes going from the flowers to the dapper man as they spoke. “Have you ever looked into Floriography? I’ve actually come to find it to be very interesting.” The more the spoke the more JJ began to feel a lump in his throat. So, did they know what the roses meant? Were they trying to say something through the flowers? No, surely, they knew they could do better than him.

“I’ve read a thing or two in my spare time, why do you ask?” He signed, worried that he was in fact getting his hopes up, maybe they only knew about the first part of the meaning and they meant the gift as a sign of friendship? Yes, that had to be it. There was no way someone as great as [Y/N] could feel that way about silly old him.

“I read somewhere that yellow roses with red tips mean friendship,” Of course he was right, still even though he knew not to get his hopes up it still- “Then I thought, no that’s not right. Just plain yellow roses is friendship and wouldn’t that be confusing to have two colored roses mean the same thing? Granted, they are mostly yellow I could see friendship being part of it. But after looking at a few more websites I found that they actually mean friendship and falling in love. Which can mean a couple of things.”

 “H how s so?” JJ could feel his hands shaking as he signed, he wasn’t expecting this.

 “Well, it’s either that they could be used to symbolize one or the other or…” They began to fidget themselves, seeing JJ’s pink cheeks and how he was starting to fiddle with whatever he could get his hands on. “Or it could mean both and that I’m falling in love with someone who has already given me their friendship.”

He didn’t know what to say, he was wrong, they were in fact using the flowers to try and tell him something. He quickly reached up, taking his hat off of his head and using it to cover his now red face. If he was a cartoon, he’d have steam coming out of his ears. But this was real life and the longer he took to calm himself and come up with a proper response the more [Y/N] became unsure if their confession was the right thing to do.

“JJ? Sorry, was that too forward?” They questioned with a small frown watching as the dapper man slowly lowered his hat, placing it in his lap before signing to them.

“Are you sure? I’m just a silly old man that can’t speak.”

“You know, you’re not that old. Even if you dress like you should be and I don’t think you’re silly.” They moved their food to the side and moved them self a little closer to him. “And I don’t care that you can’t speak, you should know that by now. Your lack of a voice doesn’t make you any less of an amazing person.”

There was a brief silence, JJ thinking about his next move, his eyes moving to the roses once more and the idea hit him. He reached over and took a rose from the vase, looking it over carefully before offering it to [Y/N].

“I… Take it that means the feeling’s mutual?” They asked, carefully taking the flower from him and grinning as they saw him nod. “So that means the next time we ‘hang out’ it’ll be more of a date?”

 JJ’s shoulders bounced in a silent laugh as he nodded again, he was excited now. He never thought that [Y/N] would actually be interested in him and had honestly contented himself with only ever being their friend, yet here he was, and they were asking him out. What were the odds?

 “I’ll look forward to that then.” [Y/N] said, leaning forward and kissing his cheek. Immediately, JJ’s face was red once again and he quickly grabbed his hat to hide it. “Sorry hun.” They laughed, the pet name only making the blush worse and reach to his ears.

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Hello again everyone! Sorry for being gone yesterday! Work had been insane and by the time I got home all I wanted to do was eat dinner and go to bed. But! Here is JJ and the reader being cute while on a picnic! I hope you enjoy it and as always I accept any and all feed back. Thanks for reading! 

Red roses: Love, Passion, beauty, Courage, Respect

 [Y/N] stood at the door of Henrik’s office, bundle of roses in one hand and the door handle in the other. The German doctor had been over doing it recently, only coming out of his office to get more coffee and he only seemed to eat when JJ or Chase forced him to. They’d gotten him the roses in hopes to lift his spirits and take his mind off things but considering the color they were a little nervous that he might take it the wrong way and might find it more of an awkward situation which would probably only make him distance himself from them more. No, they needed to do this for their friend, they could explain themselves easily enough.

With a deep breath they turned the knob and tried to enter, only to find the door locked. Of course, he’d figured to finally start locking the door after his brothers tried to drag him out of the room several times. [Y/N] let go of the knob, shaking their head and tapping rhythmically on the door. There was a pause and soon the door opened to reveal a very tired looking Henrik.

“Oh! [Y/N], vat can I do for you?” He questioned, opening his door more and seeming more relaxed at the sight of them rather than one of his brothers.

“The other’s said you’ve been… Off recently, so I brought you something.” They said, showing him the roses with a smile.

“Oh?” He questioned, his eyebrow arching as he took the flowers and inspected them for a moment. “Red roses? Vhy [Y/N], I never knew you felt zat vay…”

“Wh-I-No! That wasn’t what I was trying to convey with those!” They tripped over their words, heat rising to their face quickly as the doctor laughed.

“Is zat so? But don’t red roses symbolize love?” He asked with a grin, enjoying the nice blush that had settled in [Y/N]’s face. “Come in, zis is no discussion to be having in a hallway.” He spoke, ushering them into the room and closing the door behind them.

“That… That’s really not what I was trying to convey with those.” They said, looking anywhere but him, their eyes landing on his messy desk that was covered in paper work and empty cups and coffee mugs. “How long have you been working on that stuff?” They questioned, making their way over to the desk but were cut off by a quick moving Henrik.

“Zere is no need to vorry about my vork, Shatz. Tell me more about zees flowers you bought me and how you’re ‘not’ using zem to confess your secret love for me. I vouldn’t blame you for doing so you know~.” He winked and [Y/N] quickly avoided his gaze once more, maybe this was a bad idea after all.

“Red roses don’t only symbolize love you know…” They muttered, soon very aware of just how close he was to them as he spoke again.

“I’m sorry, vat vas zat Shatz? You’ll need to speak up.”

“I said, the roses don’t only mean love.” They made sure to speak clearly this time, finally making eye contact with him… Those stupid blue eyes of his were twinkling with amusement, he enjoyed embarrassing them far too much. “They’re also a sign of courage and respect.”

The amused look quickly fell from Henrik’s face after they said those words, his shoulders slumping as he looked back to the roses and then back over to [Y/N].

“Courage and respect, you say? Tell me, Shatz, vat is it zat silly old Schneeple has done to make you sink he has courage and deserves respect?” He asked, his eyes slowly going to the ground, a far-off look coming to his face. They knew what he was thinking about, the fact that he’d “failed” Jack had been haunting him nonstop, even with his long vacation he still wasn’t doing well with it.

“All sorts of things. Hell, you being here now is one thing.” They began, stopping as he scoffed but continued to speak before he could say anything. “Look at you, still doing everything you can, reading everything you can and following every hint of a lead to something that could help Jack.” His grip tightened on the rose stems at the mention of his friend.

“I vouldn’t need to be if I’d just been-“

“No, don’t you start on that again. You did everything you could, its not your fault. None of this is your fault and you fought your hardest against Anti…” The doctor flinched that time and [Y/N] bit their tongue. “It took a lot of courage to keep fighting to try and save Jack, it takes courage to keep looking for a way to fight back even now and help Jack wake up from his coma. You are by far the bravest, most courageous man I know Henrik, and of course I respect you.” They said, gently placing their hand on his cheek and carefully moving his head so he could see their face, so he could see they meant every word. His eyes were glassy, a sniffle escaping him as he stepped back and wiped his nose with his sleeve, muttering something in German that they didn’t understand. “I’m sorry?”

“I… Zat is…” He gulped, tears wanted to escape but he wouldn’t let them, not right now. He’d already shed enough tears on the subject. “Zat is zee kindest sing someone has said to me and I am not sure zat I deserve it.”

“Well of course you do, Henrik. You deserve every bit of praise… And you also deserve a break.” [Y/N] spoke, glancing back to the messy desk. “I know you want to get Jack awake as quickly as possible, but please don’t run yourself ragged in the process. You know this house would fall apart without you, it’s a miracle that the house is still even standing after you were gone for nine months!” They said, smiling as they earned a small laugh from the German.

“Ja, I vas surprised to find most everysing intact.” A smile found its way to his face as [Y/N] approached him, putting a hand on his shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze.

“C’mon, let’s take a short break yeah? Eat a snack, maybe take a short nap then I promise I’ll let you get back to work.” They spoke softly, he looked over to his desk and his smile dropped before he looked down at the roses and then back over to [Y/N].

“Alright, I vill let you vin zis time. Besides vee should get zis into a vase no?” He lifted the flowers to bring attention to them and smiled softly.

“Yeah, we can get those in some water and then get some food in you. I don’t know when the last time you ate was, but I’m only seeing cups over there and that’s not a good sign.”

“Right right…” He nodded, running his fingers through his hair, now that he thought about it, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d eaten either. “But you’re sure you have no secret love for zee good doctor?” A hint of teasing finding its way back to his voice.

“For Pete’s sake Henrik, we were having a moment! Jus-… Just come on.” They rolled their eyes and turned to leave the room, hoping that he didn’t see the blush that had once again rose to their face.

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Zee good Doctah makes his appearance! I was up till almost midnight last night writing this one purely because I was trying to get the accent right haha! There were at least nine steps in the guide I found, but stuck to only using some because after trying to apply all of them I found Schneep’s dialogue too confusing to read, for me at least. Anyway, once again I didn’t want to go the obvious route with the roses I chose and besides I feel zee good doctah needed to hear those words more than anything. As always, I accept any and all feed back and thank you for reading and I hope you liked it!

Dark Pink Roses: Appreciation and Gratitude.

 They weren’t a stalker, really they weren’t! It was just hard to give a gift to someone with a secret identity and no known address. So, [Y/N] took to the streets and the internet with one mission in mind, find Jackieboyman and thank him for saving their life.

 It had almost been a full year since the incident, they couldn’t really remember what had been the cause of the fire, perhaps someone left the oven on? That wasn’t the point, the fire had been quick to catch into the rest of the apartment building and they soon regretted the choice to live up higher in the building for the views. Trapped in their room and their vision starting to fade, the last thing they remembered was a man in a red suit and green hair saying something to them and picking them up. After that, all they remember is waking up in a hospital room with their mother at their bed side…

 “You’d think with all the media coverage the guy gets he’d be easy to find.” They grumbled, finding a site where people tried to track the hero down, some for questions they had, others to ask him out, and then there were the ones like them, that wanted to find him just to say thank you. They couldn’t help but smile at everything Jackieboyman had done for the city, from saving peoples lives to simply helping someone find a lost pet or walking people home when they didn’t feel safe.

 It took them a full three months of tracking on the internet and walks at the known times when he’d patrol, but they finally figured out how they could catch him. There was a small park area that he seemed to visit at least once a day around the same time, it was the best chance they had. After [Y/N] told a few people about their quest to find and thank the hero, several people helped them and even sent letters to give him in their thanks as well. The day finally came and the last stop they had to make was at the florist to get the present they wanted to give him.

 “Excuse me!” Jackieboyman’s attention snapped to his left as someone called over to him. They didn’t seem in danger, but they were holding something behind their back. As harmless as the person seemed he didn’t trust it, the hero squared his shoulders and waited for the person to approach him first. “I’m uh.. Sure you don’t remember me. But my name is [Y/N] and a year ago you saved me from an apartment fire-“ that made him relax, they were one of the people he’d saved, a smile quickly found it’s way to his face. “I’ve been meaning to thank you for it too…”

 “That won’t be necessary. Seeing you still alive and well is enough for me.” He said sincerely, he didn’t really like accepting too many gifts, exceptions being letters and children’s drawings that would sometimes be handed to him, but this person was making a visible effort to hide something behind their back.

 “But it’s… Not enough for me.” [Y/N] shook their head, they expected he would say something like that. “You see, when I woke up my mother started crying…” They looked down for a moment before taking a deep breath. “I don’t think, I’d ever seen her cry at all before that. She was just so relieved in that moment and I, I don’t want to even imagine how it would’ve been had you not been there to save me. That being said, I’m not here just to thank you for saving me, I came here to thank you on my mom’s behalf.  And on the behalf of everyone else you’ve helped around here.” They said, pulling the small bundle of six dark pink roses from behind their back as well as the small folder that held all the notes they had gathered while trying to find him. “You’ve done so much good in the time that you’ve been here, I just wanted you to know that we don’t take you for granted.”

 “I… Don’t know what to say…” He spoke, taking the gifts from [Y/N] with care, a small dusting of pink showed on his cheeks as he looked at the flowers. “You didn’t need to do this, really. Just knowing that I’m changing this place for the better is all I need.”

 “You better not try to give those back to me.” They tried to sound threatening, crossing their arms. “Several people and I worked really hard to make sure that got to you… The dark pink roses symbolize gratitude and appreciation, we wanted to thank you Jackieboyman. You can go back to not accepting things after this, but please keep these. Having a whole city depend on you has to have it’s tolls, if you hang the flowers upside down then it’ll preserve them and if things ever feel too much then you can remember that we all love and appreciate you.”

 Jackie looked back down at the flowers for a moment before looking at the folder that had “Thank You Notes for Jackieboyman” written on it with a few doodles of him on the cover. He wanted to claim that he never had times like that, he was the towns hero he wasn’t supposed to have down moments like that. He was always strong. He had to be…

 “You’re only human after all.  Or… At least I think you are. You’re not secretly Kryptonian or something are ya?” They asked, taking him from his thoughts, his laugh was loud enough to draw a few eyes.

 “I can’t answer that sadly, strictly confidential.” He tried to gather himself and sound serious, but the giggles escaped, damn why couldn’t he keep a straight face? “Secret identity and all that.” He coughed into his elbow. “But thank you, [Y/N] you said right? I think I remember you, that apartment fire on the top floor yeah? Man, I was so scared when I found you, I thought I was too late. Don’t tell anyone I said that though.” He quickly added the last part.

 “Your secret is safe with me Jackieboy.” They said, miming zipping their mouth shut.

 After that there was an awkward silence, [Y/N] didn’t know what to say now, they’d already said everything they’d planned on, but he was still standing there! Shouldn’t he have flown off by now? Or something? Why were they both still there?

 “I mean it though…Thank you.” He finally spoke again, stepping forward and bringing them into a strong hug. They stood stiff for a second, feeling a pop in their back, the sound of it causing the hero to quickly back away. “Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry! I didn’t hurt you, did I?! I could take you to a doctor or an emergency room, or would a chiropractor be better?” He began rambling, worried he’d hurt this nice person, the sound of them laughing stopped him.  

 “I’m fine. I’ve actually been meaning to pop my back for a while now, so you really just did me a huge favor. Saving me once again it would seem.” They said with a wink and once again a light pink dusted the hero’s cheeks. “Now, I’m sure there’s probably some criminal you need to stop, or some small child that’ll want your help with something. I won’t keep you any longer.” [Y/N] said, making a shooing motion with their hands.

 “Oh, right…” He totally hadn’t forgotten that he was supposed to be patrolling, no, that would be a rooky mistake. “Thank you again, [Y/N]. I hope we run into each other again, under good circumstances of course.”

 “Or course, I’ll see you later.” They said with a small wave as he flew off with gifts still in hand, he’d need to make a quick stop to put them somewhere safe.

 Once he was out of sight [Y/N] reached back and touched where they had felt the pop in their back. “Oooowww…” Next time, they hoped if hugs were involved, he’d be a more careful.

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Another one done! I was so happy and excited to see how much love my first one got, I hope this one lives up to it! Our hero boy needs some love too after all! As always, I accept all feed back and I hope you enjoy what I wrote! :3

Light pink roses: Admiration, sympathy, grace, joy, sweetness

 Chase sat down on his bed and stared blankly at the floor, it had only been a few hours since Stacy came and picked up the kids but to him it already felt like days. Time away from them always dragged so long, he missed them so much. With a heavy sigh he took off his hat, setting it on his bedside table as he ran the fingers of his free hand through his hair. He hated this, he felt empty and alone… Slowly his eyes moved over to the space between his bed and the table, one drink wouldn’t hurt. He leaned over and reached for the bottle of whiskey he kept hidden there, feeling confused as something soft brushed against his arm before he pulled the bottle out to find that the whiskey had been replaced with water and that there were now three light pink roses sticking out of it.

“What the-?”

“Sam and I did that while you and Grey were making breakfast.” His head snapped forward to see [Y/N] leaning on the door frame, he didn’t remember hearing the door open. “They were afraid that the roses would be dead by the time you found them… I had sort of hoped they would be honestly.” They spoke with a sad smile, their eyes resting on the bottle in his hand. “Wha- I- How did they know it was there?” He looked down at the flowers in the whiskey bottle, it was something he’d hoped they never found out about.

“Grey found it while playing hide and go seek on Saturday. I was the one that poured it out, Sam wanted to put the flowers in it and picked them too.” They spoke, pushing themselves off the door frame and walking into the room. “I think she picked well too, don’t you?”

“I… Yeah… They’re- They’re pretty… God, I can’t believe they found it and… And thought the flowers would die before I went for it…” His hands began to tremble, he felt that he’d failed them.

“Hey, don’t beat yourself up Chase.” He felt the bed sink him next to him as [Y/N] sat down.

“Why not? Look at me! My little angels found my whiskey stash and still think enough of me to think that I won’t go for it till the flowers were dead! Well they’re still fresh [Y/N]! I didn’t even last a damn day!” His voice rose as his eyes began to sting and he held the bottle tightly.

[Y/N] stayed quiet, reaching over and placing a hand on his shoulder and squeezing it, letting him know they were there for him. His breathing slowly became more even, his grip loosening on the bottle with tears starting to fall.

“You want to know why Sam picked those flowers? I mean, of course she thought they were pretty but when I told her what the roses meant she said it was a done deal.” They finally spoke, his eyes left the bottle and he looked over to them, shouldn’t they be mad that he yelled at them? He thought they should be… “They mean admiration, grace, joy, and sweetness.” They said, leaving out the sympathy part because they had done the same thing with Sam.

“And why would that make it a done deal?”

“Well! She said the grace part was a little off…” They said, that got the tiniest laugh, they’d take the small victory. “But, both Sam and Grey admire you-“

“What’s there to admire? I’m pathetic… I can’t face my problems head on, I have to be drunk just to get through the day…”

“You know that’s not true Chase. You’ve gotten so much better, and you are someone to admire.” They spoke softly, Chase turning his attention back to the bottle, his eyes moving up the stems and to the flowers. “I admire you. You’re stronger than you think, look at you still being here, still fighting this depression and even trying to stop drinking so much… And you bring your kids so much joy, I don’t think I have ever seen them frown when you’re around. What was that thing you were saying to Sam yesterday? Something about how if thunder bothered her, you’d find a way to fly up and fight the clouds?” They asked, earning another small laugh from him, a smile actually finding its way to his face at the memory.

“I was gonna punch that cloud in the face.”

“It doesn’t even have a face, Chase.”

“I’d find a way.”

“See! That’s my point! That right there, no matter what obstacles you have you’ll do what it takes, that’s why they admire you. Well, Grey might admire you because of that sweet shot you did last week, but he’s three so he doesn’t quite understand things that in depth yet, but he admires you none the less. That’s why there’s three flowers too, not just because it’s all that would fit, I swear I could’ve gotten at least one more in there… But, it’s one for each of us. Grey said this one is him.” [Y/N] pointed to the flower in the middle that was just slightly more open than the other two.

“Which one is Sam?” He asked, listening to them hum for a moment before pointing to the one on the right.

“That one I believe she said would be her.” They said and he nodded slowly as he continued to look at the roses.

“So, the left one is you then?”

“Yeah, that one is me.”

The two sat in silence, [Y/N] letting him take in everything and gather his thoughts, there was no rush. Finally, the silence was broken as Chase set the bottle on his bedside table, next to his hat and a sniffle escaped him.

“Chase?” They were almost knocked over with how quickly he spun around and hugged them, burying his face in their chest as he began crying again.

“Thank you… I don’t think I deserve you or them. But thank you.” He cried as [Y/N] wrapped one arm around his torso and began to run their fingers through his hair.

“Doesn’t matter that you don’t think you deserve us, you do, and you got us and we’re not going anywhere. You’ve even got us in flower form now.” They said.

“What about when they die?” He asked, his voice soft.

“Then we’ll just have to get you new ones and then again and again, we’ll keep getting as many roses as you need so that you’re never alone.” They told him, feeling his arms around them tighten.

“Thank you, [Y/N]… Can-Can we stay like this a little longer?”

“We can stay this way for as long as you need. I’m not going anywhere.”

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I won’t lie, I got slightly emotional writing this one for... Reasons. But! There ya go! Chase has his flowers and because he has those his kids are still with him, in flower form. I hadn’t been sure what to write for Chase, the first idea had been something similar to JJ’s but, I dunno this idea just kind of hit me ya know? Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed reading this and as always I accept any and all feedback. Thanks for reading!