#equalityforflowers

[kalgalen]

Sorry, my skin’s a bit boring, and I feel a little bad. I’m also not sure what you mean by ‘eventual details’? But here it is, if you want to draw it.

Shhh ur skin is adorable. Here you go, hope you like it~

[natusdestellarum-blog]

Nature and Space | Equalityforflowers

@equalityforflowers

   The Yogcave was completely destroyed. Fire was everywhere, holes blown in walls and sand and snow and just over all a gigantic mess. He couldn’t bare to look at it. He and Honeydew had put so much work into it, and it had become the first real home he could remember, and it was just.. gone. And not just the Yogcave, but the nearby beach, and the forest were ruined. Whoever did this was very thorough...

   Shaking his head, the young spaceman moved closer to the forest, searching through the wreckage of the Celaeno for remainder of their supplies while Honeydew and Lysander helped Peculiar into the ruins of his home. He couldn’t afford to get distracted by his thoughts now. Looking into the burning forest for a moment, he stopped in his tracks as he swore he spotted a light blue blur in the trees. He had almost convinced himself he had hallucinated it before he saw it again, this time the figure stood still. It was a.. a blue man. Xephos had not been on this planet long, but he was pretty sure blue people were not common.

   Abandoning his search for supplies, he moved forwards towards the forest, curious as to who this person was, and what they were doing running around in a burning forest.

[sharkprncess]

equalityforflowers replied to your post: i dont even understand why things like...

i know this might have not been a serious question but it’s probably to do with closeness and intimacy? probably also depends on whether the artist ships it. /i/ wouldn’t tag it as that because i don’t, but i’d tag something similar eg. nanomadia

it wasnt totally serious but thank u anyway friend

and yeah i get that but its just like. take giving someone a ride on ur shoulders/giving them a piggyback specifically for example, like that’s not even...u can’t even misconstrue that as being romantic? like if it was handholding, yeah, that can be taken as either romantic or platonic! it’s just the actions that are basically never assumed to be romantic, being tagged with ship tags, that confuses me

but then i’d probably tag art of my otps just standing together with their ship tag so i should probably shush

[guitarvis]

Call My Name And Save Me From The Dark [1/1]

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 For several moments Parv thought he had moved on to another part of the dream. Sparkles had mentioned that Strippin was a train guy, was that sound supposed to be like the hammering of railway spikes? He was still partially convinced that he was experiencing some sort of Christmas Carol and being visited by ghosts. Then again, with the power his own Sparkles had, it wasn’t beyond possibility that another Sparkles would have met with a similar situation, and it was also possible for Martyn to have become one with nature in the literal sense.

But, no, this wasn’t that metallic-sounding. Railway spikes were a pretty old way of doing things. But, old, hmm, that reminded him of what it did sound like. What was it called again? Morris’ something? Some archaic means of communicating long distance, he vaguely remembered a kid in high school messing with it while remixing a song... Morse code!

…Not like he knew what any of the sounds even meant. The most he could recall was “dotdotdot dashdashdash dotdotdot” meaning “SOS” to signal for help. This was way more complex, and the more he tried to memorize the patterns of sound, the more they started to fade, like a car stereo in a vehicle moving away from him…

Then Parv blinked a few times and saw the plain old fabric canopy above his bed. He turned his head slightly to inspect the nearest corner of the room. He blinked again, realized he was finally actually awake, then bolted up and ran to the window to look outside. There was no bubble encircling the castle. He leaned out but from that particular spot in the central tower he couldn’t see the other side of the outer curtain wall; he was trying to check for the witchery altar that would launch the seal.

With a frantic pace he tore through the castle, going from room to room looking for any trace of a manifestation of Kerosene or… hidden dining rooms. He found neither and stopped to catch his breath after all the running. He clasped a handful of his fringe as he tried to gather his thoughts.  Then he slowly lowered his hand. Well, there was one other thing to check. Taking a deep breath, he pointed his fingers at his chest and began to push inward, through his shirt as if it wasn’t there, into his skin, eventually closing his hand around his heart…

He let it go and withdrew his hand. He wasn’t going to fully remove his… Strife’s heart. So, that was still a thing, then. Parv let out a long breath and promptly sat down on the floor cross-legged. He planted his elbows on his knees and put his head in his hands as he began to think. If he went outside and the witchery altar wasn’t there at all, did that mean he had dreamed the conversation with Lom, as well? He knew he had chosen to go to her for a neutral party who didn’t about Kerosene, and he felt that at the very least he must have talked out the incident involving Lalnable with her and asked about a way to contain both himself and Kerosene if he failed to keep control over the malevolent entity. He remembered making sure he did not mention Strife as part of the equation.

But had that incident even happened? Parv got up and ran to find the nearest mirror. He pulled his shirt up as he reached one in the sitting room off the main foyer. He ran a hand over his chest. No scars that he could see or feel. He checked his wrists. None there, either. He hesitated, but just to be sure, he stuck his tongue out as far as he could.

Shit.

There was the line of glittery green flesh Kerosene had used to reattach his tongue. Parv clapped his hand over his mouth and staggered back a step. With nothing to do but accept the reality he lowered his hand. As much as he would have preferred that to have all been a nightmare, it had happened. Yet it also meant the glowy spiraling energy he had used to heal the other areas was also really a thing.

He decided that he needed to speak to Lom again and find out just how much he had told her. Maybe, if this healing thing he could do was some sort of innate magic, she might have an idea of what it was and how he was doing it. He probably should have been excited at the prospect that he was some kind of awesome magical being. Yet the thought didn’t sit right. There was something more to it, but he felt like he was missing a piece that would explain it.

[teapotowl-blog]

Who would be on your zombie survival team?

“People on my zombie survival team? Well Nilsey for sure, cuz there’s no way I’m leaving him behind. He can bring whoever he wants with him, but if they turn out to be useless, I’ll use them as live bait until they prove themselves useful or die.“ She shrugged, “And that’s it, unless forest guy is up for tagging along and not trying to kill me. He’d be pretty handy.”

[projectbot13]

I'd ask you what you want to be called, but that'd be pointless, with the way you respond to things. Association and repeating the correct answers. But still, what do you want to be called?

Ask your author first game bad words world before or do you are so beautiful wish me making me love anyone you were able catch them youll have some you can do once good to put words called japan you growing called japan called japan wake me wake me haunt me wake me kiss me fall asleep like a christmas you as my best want cause like to pet put you more being bother you should work want to read like to work like to work doing anything show me.

[kaeyisdreaming]

Thoughts on Martyn

Martyn?

He’s nice. I don’t know him too personally, at least not yet, but he’s pretty fun to hang out with and has a good sense of humor.

I wouldn’t mind getting to know him better.