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Plant/Flower Symbolism Asks (Part I)

Based on the list on this wiki page

Acacia - When your muse develops an attraction to someone, do they pursue them or tend to bury and hide their feelings?

Acanthus - Is your muse artistically inclined? What sort of mediums do they prefer to work in?

Aconite - What are your muses thoughts on their own species in general? Do they believe in inherent goodness of them? Generally self-serving? Etc?

Agrimony - What events/people in your muse’s life are they most thankful for?

Aloe - Does your muse miss someone that they’ve lost, whether through death or a different loss of their relationship?

Almond - How seriously does your muse take their promises? How inclined are they to make them?

Amaranth - If offered immortality, would your muse take it? For what reasons would or wouldn’t they, and under what conditions would it take to change whatever their answer is?

Amaryllis - How proud is your muse, and what do they think of others with the same level of pride as theirs?

Ambrosia - Has your muse ever had someone they considered their true love, whether in their current relationship or a past one?

Anemone - What was the worst rejection that your muse has experienced?

Angrec - Describe a royalty au with your muse. What position would your muse be in? How would they feel about their station?

Anthurium - Was your muse’s childhood characterized by abundance or scarcity (in needs, affection, friends, etc)? How does it play into your muse’s present behavior?

Apple Blossom - Apples or oranges? Pineapple pizza or no? Pronounced gif or gif? What sort of silly preferences does your muse feel the strongest about?

Arborvitae - Does your muse have a friend that they’d stay beside to the gritty end for, and their friend for them? Did they ever have one that they thought they would but in the end they didn’t?

Arbutus - How does your muse feel about polyamory for their own relationships? For others?

Arum - Has your muse ever been religious? Are they now? Can they be swayed into a faith?

Asphodel - Does your muse have regrets that they wish they can fix, but never can?

Aster - How quick is your muse to trust in a relationship? What conditions have to be satisfied in order for them to trust their partner? What is the quickest way to break that trust?

Azalea - Does your muse take care of others, voluntarily or not? Do they enjoy it? Do they resent it?

Baby’s Breath - Do they pick up on sexual innuendos easily? What is their reaction to them? How often do they make innuendos themself?

Bachelor Button - How does your muse feel about sex before marriage in their own relationships? And do they judge others based on their choices?

Balm - How easily does your muse socialize with others? How good are they at their social interactions?

Balsam - When your muse falls in love, how hard do they fall? Do they outwardly express their passion?

Balsamine - What is their level of patience, and how hard does one have to push to make your muse snap?

Since it seems like a lot of people are taking breaks from their blogs for a while, I figured this will be an appropriate time to announce my own indefinite hiatus.

It’s pretty obvious that I’ve been pretty distracted after my move last year and haven’t felt as invested in my blogs since. I have a lot of other obligations coming up as well - from a vacation to wanting to gain employment to the possibility of taking classes - so I feel like it’d be best to step back from my blogs for the time being.

I may be around to post some drabbles, art, send some memes, etc, but any threads will be done on Discord. So if anyone would like to continue writing together, feel free to reach out to me and I’ll pass you my handle. If not, you’ll probably see me popping in from time to time on the dash and in your inboxes.

Thanks for reading!

motorcycle-noises-and-rocks‌:

Cole panicked briefly. Was he supped to know that it was a comedian? Was that someone everyone knew? Choking back the anxiety, he gave a nod, swallowing quietly before he spoke.

“Yeah, I like listening,” he said, turning the player over in his hands. “I haven’t been around… bars a lot. But… maybe I can find out when one will be in Diamond City.” He looked at Elfie. “Have you been to listen to one?”

“I have,” Elfie replied cheerfully, clearly none the wiser to the fact she had managed to spike his anxiety. “I don’t always like goin' to bars, but I go lookin' for work in some, so that’s how I found out about’em. I ain’t ever seen a full show done, but I like what I’ve heard.”

With another shift of her backpack, she decided to just take the damn thing off, seeing as she might be talking to Cole for awhile yet and could use a short break. Shrugging the large bag away from her arms, she dropped it down between the front of her feet with a loud ‘thump’ and a relieved sigh.

“I’ll be in DC for a few days-- Well, near it-- So if you ever wanna go through town and find those flyers, I’d be happy to come with ya.”

#motorcyclenoisesandrocks

@withstarandmoon [x]

Public spaces always made her so nervous. While attempting to side-step various passerby's had she somehow managed to shove her shoulder into someone that was just out of line of sight behind her.

Leaping forward, Elfie turned in time to see the victim of her clumsiness, apparently very startled, as she pressed herself into a nearby wall and blurted out an apology. Looking absolutely alarmed as much as embarrassed, especially since the stranger also dropped everything she was holding, Elfie scrambled downwards to help pick up the mess she caused.

“N-no, no! That’s my fault, I’m sorry-- I wasn’t lookin where I was goin and--” she insisted, hands hastily groping at the items on the ground. “A-are ya hurt any?”

#withstarandmoon

“The Mediator” (INFP-T)

Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, Prospecting, Turbulent.

Few personality types are as poetic and kindhearted as Mediators. Their altruism and vivid imagination allow Mediators to overcome many challenging obstacles, more often than not brightening the lives of those around them. Mediators’ creativity is invaluable in many areas, including their own personal growth.

Yet Mediators can be easily tripped up in areas where their idealism and passion are more of a liability than an asset. Whether it is navigating interpersonal conflicts, confronting unpleasant facts, pursuing self-realization, or finding a career path that aligns well with your inner core, you may face numerous challenges that at times can even make you question who you really are.

Strengths

Idealistic

Seek and Value Harmony

Open-Minded and Flexible

Very Creative

Passionate and Energetic

Weaknesses

Too Idealistic

Too Altruistic

Impractical

Dislike Dealing With Data

Take Things Personally

Difficult to Get to Know

#headcanons #misc info

Some Elfie Updates

I figured Elfie doesn’t really have enough funds, smarts, and available resources to upkeep three bots on her own or through a vendor, so, for now, will only have one eyebot assisting her in the field. (At least until @tetsuo-and-red finishes building an experimental robot to help with defenses and shuttle supplies around, then it’ll be an occasional two bots.)

Outside of scavenging, she can sometimes be found in settlements playing music for extra money, namely with her refurbished Lap Steel Guitar (sometimes with the amp if permitted to use an electricity source) and her Cigar Box Guitar.

While not being a great with robotic-type electronics or engineer, she was raised by musicians and luthiers and has a knack for building and repairing various instruments. These services can now be bought from her.

After finding a litter of stray kittens with @saltyspitfire, she owns a mutant kitten named Shivers. Sadly, the cat is partially blind and has some slight paralysis in her two back legs, so Elfie tends to keep Shivers with her out of fear that she might get hurt on her own.

#ooc #headcanons #updates

Relationships

(Coming Soon)

#relationships #(wip)

Navigation

General

Mod & Rules

Mod’s Art

Other Blogs

Elfie Piskie

Character Bio

Relationships

Drabbles

Headcanons

Visual Ref

Misc. Info

Inspo. Blog

#navigation

Character Strengths

Bold the ones that apply to your character. Italic is conditional in who it’s expressed towards or for.

#misc info

Elfie's guide to making friends:

Step 1. Maybe don't shoot a potential candidate.

Step 2. If you do, try not to cry even though you want to, because you're not the one with a bullet in you.

Step 3. Apologize at least one hundred times within a single breath.

Step 4. Profit?

#sorry cole #she's clearly not recovering well #ooc

Potshot Problem

@motorcycle-noises-and-rocks

Cole was just beginning to speak when the report of the pistol reached his ears. His eyes widened as he looked down. It was funny, the sound and the seeming shove had happened near-simultaneously, but he could have sworn he heard one well before he felt the other. Now, though, he stared at the hole in his side, beginning to pour a stain of red out int his clothes. His hand clutched at the fresh wound as his mind raced. This was supposed to hurt, right? A lot. This was supposed to hurt a lot. His expression twisted into a mix of pain and surprise, aided by the sunglasses masking his darting and confused eyes. Should he fall down? No, that was too much. If she decided to fire again, he needed to be able to escape. But it hadn’t seemed all that intentional, so perhaps he could play it off. A compromise. The Courser dropped to a knee and a hand. Tensing as he looked up at the woman, letting go of the wound to raise a bloody hand defensively.

“Don’t– don’t–” Cole stammered, getting ready to run if she took aim again.

It was supposed to have been a warning shot.

He was starting to get too close to the tank, and she panicked, went for her pistol as a haze of hysteria surrounded her, filling her ears and telling her that they’d found her, that she was no long safe. She could barely remember snapping back the gun’s hammer, squeezing the trigger, and slamming a bullet through his side. She couldn’t even recall if she issued him any kind of warning, or if her fears had swallowed her whole beforehand.

For a moment, her mind was quiet, muted, until he was begging her not to shoot anymore. The world returned to focus, and she saw what she’d done. Her hands began to shake, gripping her pistol until her knuckles seemed to turn bone white. Had she just shot someone? Had she shot them and not just the air near them? Fingers snapping open, she dropped her weapon as she took in the sight of the stranger, bleeding, knelt on the ground, hand out in hopes of stopping her. God, how she had seen so many people like that before.

Guilt welled up inside her, threatening to come pouring out as tears, and even though he could’ve easily been someone out to do harm, the feeling of regret managed to dash away any sensibility she ought to have mustered in this situation. Scrambling to push her gun into her pocket, she ran towards him, only to stop a few feet away, mind scrambling for the right thing to do, but her senses felt so far from her now.

“Shit, shit, shit– I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean t– I wasn’t thinkin’– You’re bleedin’. I-I panicked.“ What should she even do, would he even want help after she unloaded a bullet into him out of nowhere? How did she know he wasn’t here to hurt her anyway? Shit. “I didn’t expect to see someone out here, I thought maybe you were a raider or somethin’, I get trouble with them sometimes–“

Stop running your mouth.

“Uh, I-I got a medbot I can bring, if ya don’t want me to touch ya. I don’t want to leave ya here bleedin’ out ‘cause of me. Please.”

#pixie remix #broadcasting

#(I jumped down a rabbit hole today looking up electric country stuff)#(I didn't come out disappointed)#pixie remix #broadcasting

What do you want your future to be like? What and/or who would you like to be in your future?

“Safe,” she began slowly, fingers entangling thoughtfully, "but I know the world ain’t always gonna be safe. I got a lot of things I’d like doin’, like if I can get enough recordin’s done, maybe I’ll be able to start a real radio show somewhere. Maybe in an actual town and not in the middle-a nowhere.”

A small pause for consideration. “Uh, I’d say ‘friends’ for that ‘who’ part, but I don’t know anyone too well. Just my cat’ll do, Shivers. I worry her legs ain’t too good, so I hope she makes it through the winter. I just want us to be in a better place one day.”

nonukesthanks:

“God, yeah, it’s always too late.” Aniya pushes her drink over a bit to clink lightly against Elfie’s. “And, and, you start to wonder…maybe it’s me. Maybe I just don’t get it.”

It felt a little silly tapping glasses together when she only had water, which didn’t make for much of a toast probably. She could always fix that, though. Cut loose a little, let herself have a beer for once. Besides, it would be nice to relax and talk to someone, and this stranger seemed in need of some companionship, same as her.

Ordering herself alcohol was probably going to be a terrible idea, seeing as she had little to no tolerance for the stuff, but-- No, no. She was going to try to have some fun, she didn’t need to talk herself out of it. Flagging down the barkeep, she ordered an ale.

“I feel that,” she admitted quietly, watching as her drink was popped open and placed onto the counter in front of her. “I.. uh, can’t say I’m great at knowin’ what people want, or expect, or if they’ve got bad intentions. There’s so many folks around willin’ to hurt you for a cap or less, nothin’ ever feels safe.”

This conversation was a bit sad, wasn’t it? Maybe she could turn that around. “My name’s Elfie, by the way. I don’t think I got to introducin’ myself last time I ran into ya?”

#( she's gonna get drunk and talk too much )#( the point of no return is now )

#pixie remix #broadcasting

nonukesthanks

“Occasionally… Occasionally I just want to meet more people, but, but, okay, um, don’t take this the wrong way, but…

"Well, people are really awful all the time. Oversimplified, but you– you know what I mean, right?”

pixiecruiser-archive-blog

There were reasons why she lived alone and what had just been said was one of the biggest ones. Smiling carefully over at Aniya, she nods.

"Yeah, I getcha. I've had my fair share of awful people too. Makes it hard to get to know anybody. Y'never can seem to tell how anyone is gonna be until it's too late or somethin' and they're makin' things a mess."

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