#flower meme

[sleepy-bebby]

Scientist want purple petunias to be more purple. Purple petunias said “lol nah I’m gonna become white petunia and also help with aids research”. Like a boss.

Source: here.

[securityunit-ese]

🧠🌷🌻🍄🥊🍁

🧠- i love hearing you talk. you should ramble to me more often

🌷- i wanna shittalk people with you and just be haters together. it would be fun

🌻- im proud of you

🍄- you didn't deserve what happened to you

🥊- id beat someone up with you

🍁- im so glad you're my friend

AWWWWWWW thankyou for the lovely garden!!!

[paraliveimaginesblog]

gardenia for shion❤️

Shion Kaida:

Gardenia - the love of a friend who doesn’t want to just be friends.

Shion is holding himself back, or at least he thinks he is.

You might think he was simply being his flirty self, holding strands of your hair delicately between two fingers and bringing it to his lips in greeting. He stood close to you at all times, hands and shoulders brushing constantly, contact established whenever an opportunity presented itself. You took this as Shion being comfortable with you, enough to let his hair down, but it was much more to him.

Shion struggled with his feelings.

Did he deserve a person untouched by darkness, who would cry for him if they knew how unfair his life had been? He had intended to stay friendly, thinking you weren’t the one night stand type. It’s as easy as breathing for him to invite someone to bed, to bat his pretty eyes and have his partner for the night forget the world around them. What would he say to get across his true intent to you when you already knew who he was? You had talked more than once about his proclivities, to which you had worriedly told him to practice safety, causing a fit of laughter that Shion couldn’t silence.

He really loved that kind side of you, the one that still saw redemption in a man filled with bitterness. If he asked you on a proper date he could only assume you’d turn him down, thinking his mind was on one thing when it was actually in a completely different realm.

Shion had dug himself into this hole, and now he had to find his way out of it.

[sanguinesorcery]

acanthus,goldenrod,magnolia!

The Flora of the Private Garden || Accepting

Acanthus: Is your muse deceptive, or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means? Why or why not?

The political climate of the south tropics does not allow for much wiggle room. A wrong expression, a wayward word and the whole of the tropical band is at your throat.

These are things that Fariah breathes. Taught from a young age onward, everything she learned was specifically controlled to properly condition the Crown Princess into a vicious politician herself. She recalls being able to read expressions, how to hear certain vocal tics, see the way someone moved as something to their character.

The common man wears himself on his sleeves. The successful politician does not.

Being politically charged requires the need to be deceptive. A wrong tic of the face or voice are weakness to an opponent ready to drive the knife into your ribs, metaphorically or literally. And so everything she is and does is controlled in instances she is uncertain of. For her job, and for general social events.

She is described as intense, but everything she shows is so minutely controlled to the finest detail. She does not speak higher than a flat drone, she does not move parts of her face she does not want to use. Emotion is tamped, expression can be used.

Fariah is not so much a deceiver in the ways you would recognize. She is the snake in the grass, capable of uttering a lie in the same breath of a truth to make you think it's a lie. She can smile on command, to ease you into a sense of security or give you the goosebumps of knowing your own grievous mistakes. She stares intently to make you wonder if you have committed any grievous mistakes.

She may not change her face with a noticeable mask, she may continue to be recognizable to all who meet her. But the honeyed words are poisoned with cyanide, and there are teeth behind painted frowning lips. She is a deceiver, a liar, by instinct. Tall, intimidating, powerful. But if it keeps the wolves and vultures that would pick apart her charge and command at polearm's reach?

So be it.

Goldenrod: Does your muse believe in luck or fortune? Why or why not? Where do they believe these things come from?

Fariah is practical in her beliefs.

Although she may make the wayward comment about how lucky things have changed, she is also well aware that such things do not exist the same way society as a whole has warped them. If she has learned anything in her formative years, it is that nothing is gained without hard work.

Fortune and wealth is no different, luck is a little thing people use to make themselves feel better about a situation otherwise out of their control. After all, everyone wants some semblance of control over their own environment, it is easy to figure that the tides of the universe are on your side for a brief moment.

'My, how lucky we are to find this' is hardly more of an utterance to make anyone near her feel like they have an illusion of control, and that she has given them that control. She knows it's not luck.

It's just careful planning.

Magnolia: Describe your muse’s relationship with nature & the natural world.

Though she does not get to experience it as often as she would like, Fariah is still deeply rooted in the more natural uncut parts of the Three and Ten. Despite the population growing more and more day by day, they try to uphold a little of their natural brilliance.

Sparks of color weaving its way among bright greens and earthy spires are a common sight, the thought of being able to witness such raw feral aspect is a source of pride. After all, it is not just the people that make the Three and Ten, but the islands themselves, as the islands came first, and it is the Imperial's job to maintain that balance as well.

However, it does come with a double-edged sword.

It is easy to get lost in a park or scruffle through the wild underbrush like the Antique Sidhe may have done in their time. But such places hold the presence of the other aspect of natural life.

A dark and terrible thing, albeit as necessary as the air they breathe. Faerie-kin have a tendency to manifest where nature is most prevalent. While walls may keep out animals and more mortal invaders, they barely give the nature spirits pause for thought. They lurk in shadows, creep over city walls. You are likely to meet a changeling in the streets asking for your name as you are to see a kelpie staring back from the water of the open rice paddies of the Ring.

A tenuous balance with the natural world, but one that is nonetheless still necessary.

@phantomrune

[townofcadence]

💐 for a lil birdy? :3c

Send 💐to receive a bouquet

Artair hands him a bouquet with strikingly oppositional colors. In small florets are a bright red collections of scarlet geranium, offset by slightly taller, dark purple-blue flowers clustering up a stem, with larger superior petals splashed with whit near the center. Dark compared to the two is the last flower, which shows up sparsely with the others as dark star shaped flowers with a green center. They stand out surrounded by more saturated colors, and are used to tie the bouquet together.

[vozchik]

[meme-formats]

Do you have the meme of the flower from Cuphead? Where it has the one image where the flower is screaming or something and the other is the flower all "I'm just innocent bean UwU"

Hi! Here you go:

And the reverse:

Have a great day! 🥰

[punsandfuturekingsmen]

🌺 ((For Sunflower's favorite cousins))

Send 🌺 for my muse to name a flower that reminds them of your muse me to pick a plant that would remind my muse of yours :'p

Arthur:

Citrus x tangerina - Tangerine

These flowers are symbolic of Life, New Beginnings, and Wishes for Good Fortune. They are said to bring Prosperity to those who have them.

Lucan:

Symphytum officinale- Assear or Bruisewort

These flowers are symbolic of protection, restoration and safety. They were said to ensure safety during travel, and having healing properties, especially for broken bones. One worn tucked into a pocket was believed to bring safe travels.