#secretly a plant

[eggwhiteswithspinach]

There is healing in this sunlight.

lucy dan // secretly a plant

[uncanny-tranny]

I truly hope that the younger generation isn't being told that when they are being teased or bullied it's because their tormenter secretly likes them.

Somebody liking you doesn't mean they should smack you, pull your hair, tease you, berate you, call you names, make fun of your appearance, make fun of your cultural background or immigration status, or anything else. When you talk about these things, you deserve to be taken seriously. Being written off is a dangerous thing, especially if you are being bullied.

Bullying is not love or admiration.

[timegays]

I like you. *hexsides your choir*

Ocean-abomination, penny- beast keeping, Ricky-illusion, Mischa-bard, Noel-potions, Constance-plant

Karnak is oracle obviously 

[gorpoblorp]

Daniel is literally the plant you buy at a beginning of a relationship you buy to prove you're responsible.

[notbecauseofvictories]

man, nothing like the little thrill you get at work, when you bring up a topic no one has considered and everyone looks at you like....how did you know that???

[money-and-dandellions]

It is post-ToA, and roe deer, foxes, crows mice (and snakes) follow Meg everywhere.

[ladylaratybur]

My Lara posts have been lacking so here is some cosplay! of Funkos sort of unvibes it, but it's more me 😂

[ruvviks]

"The outer reaches of space remain unexplored by humankind to this day, but its greed is relentless. We grasp and yearn and hunger for knowledge— answers to questions we cry out into the endless void expecting to understand, expecting the stars to respond. The stars will not, but one day something else will— and we will not like what it has to say." — Rome Solomon, Beyond the Exosphere (1965)

taglist (opt in/out): @shellibisshe, @florbelles, @ncytiri, @hibernationsuit, @stars-of-the-heart, @vvanessaives, @katsigian, @radioactiveshitstorm, @estevnys, @adelaidedrubman, @celticwoman, @rindemption, @carlosoliveiraa, @noirapocalypto, @dickytwister, @killerspinal, @euryalex, @ri-a-rose, @velocitic, @thedeadthree

[coline7373]

The saga of the dead cacti...

For @bitwhizzle, for her pursuit of Rex & Cody taking selfie.

[coquelicoq]

actually natori has some kind of tracking talisman on matoba at all times. that's how he knew where to abduct matoba from for Operation: Kitty Cat City. matoba fully knows about it; it's why he wasn't at all surprised to find a paper doll in natsume's hair after the mask youkai debacle (matoba internally as he watched it fly away: classic mother hen shuuichi-san momence 🥰). because this is matoba "boundaries? what are those? can you eat them?" seiji we're talking about, he's not bothered by this "violation" of his "privacy"; rather, he finds it fittingly clingy (it is, after all, only right that natori should be keeping tabs on him obsessively). sometimes the talisman gets confused and sticks to yesterday's outfit, so he always checks to make sure he has it on the way out the door (his pocket patdown is "keys, lighter, wallet, exorcism supplies, shuuichi-san's cute lil tracker he thinks i don't know about <3"). i wouldn't be surprised if he's figured out how to uno reverse it and now uses it to track natori's location as well. this may not technically be canon but it is probably all 100% true in an important way that transcends canon, we just never hear about it because it isn't relevant to natsume's journey 😌

[hellsingmongrel]

Man, so I'm not normally the biggest fan of Modern AUs, nor am I overly fond of fiction focused on kids, but...last night, my sleeping brain decided to concoct this Trigun (Stampede-flavored) Modern AU that now is living rent free in my damn brain! I want to get it out of my head and into the ether. I don't know if I'm going to do anything long-form with it, and I'm having to translate dream weirdness into more coherent storytelling, but here we go.

So it's modern day Earth, like 2024 or some shit, right? And that's when this version of Earth had just begun fucking around with Plant cloning. It's early enough that the SEEDS project hasn't even left the planet, the scientists haven't yet figured out how to put Plants in bulbs and use them for fuel, none of that! But they've already had Tessla happen, and the boys have already been born. Since they're not in space, even though they had to have found out about their sister, Nai hasn't had a chance to literally nuke humanity from orbit, and I guess Rem has had a chance to try and curtail some of his trauma, so he's...more stable? Ish? Stable enough where he's not actively trying to murder everyone. And the boys are "older," like we see in the flashbacks for the time Vash encountered Nai during the Last Run, so probably around 6 years old but looking 16 or so.

Rem has managed to fudge their paperwork so they've started going to school with human kids, to try and give them a normal childhood. Nai isn't as eager to play ball with the whole "being human" thing as much as Vash is, but Vash has got so many friends, Meryl and Milly and Lina are there and they're like the cutest, most stupidly adorable group of friends, just a bunch of little goofballs, like kids that age are. And the school has a field trip to a theme park (it was Disneyworld in my dream because my school actually did this, but ours was a band trip) and Vash manages to convince Rem to let him go. Vash and Nai and Rem are still paranoid about humans figuring out who they are, so you know, he's told to be extra careful and take care of himself, and Nai gives him one of his blades or something for self defense, just in case something happens. Even though Vash would never, that boy has trauma around knives and trying to defend himself, if you've read Trimax, iykyk. But he takes it anyway, and somehow, he manages to sneak it into the park. Maybe the metal doesn't register on metal detectors or something, who knows.

But he's a kid, and kids are dumb. Especially when they're 16. Especially if those 16 year olds aren't actually 16 and don't have the actual lived experience to know better. So he starts playing with the knife in front of the girls, showing off and just being a silly little guy. And then the knife slips. Bad. We're talking "this is how he probably lost his arm in this AU" bad. Blood everywhere, the girls are panicking and take him to the school chaperones and it's like "HOLY SHIT WTF DUDE, We're taking you to the ER, someone call his mom!"

And he hears that, pictures the doctors finding out he's not human, remembers what happened to Tessla, and panics. Boy does a runner like only Vash can do, and he manages to get away from them, out of the park, and escapes from security. And when parents get involved in trying to find him, the authorities start looking into the incident, and someone in the government overseeing the Plant research is able to recognize the elemental make up of the blade he dropped, and they start having suspicions. So the feds get involved, and it just goes from bad to worse, right?

Meanwhile, loopy from blood loss and panicking and a little sobbing mess because he feels dumb about slipping up and he's afraid he'll never get to go home to his mom and his brother again and is spiraling the way kids do when they panic, he gets lost in the city and ends up stumbling over teenage Wolfwood, who lives on the streets and has a few street kids that he looks after on his own with Livio. They never got to live at the orphanage, but that also means that the Eye (in whatever form it takes in this AU) never got ahold of them, so yeah, shits fucked for them, but it's actually a whole lot better for them than it might have been. And it's Wolfwood without all of the EoM trauma, so you can just imagine what he does when this delirious, bloody, terrified, severely injured kid runs him over in the street, sobbing about being caught by the adults and taken away.

Big Brother Nico do what Big Brother Nico do.

At that point, I ended up waking up, but damn if my brain didn't give me enough details to come up with a dumb AU idea that I kind of love and want to do something with, but I don't know if I have the time or spoons to do so.

Ideas I'd had following this beginning to flesh itself out in my head; Luida and Brad are Plant researchers brought onto the project to help the feds figure out wtf is going on with this whole situation, and when Luida is told to talk to Rem, because she's not giving them anything they can use, the two of them reach a secret accord to bring Vash home safe and sound and cover everything back up nice and squeaky clean the way it should have stayed.

Vash's arm is bad enough that he can't really heal it very well on his own without medical care, Plant healing or no. He's doing better than most kids would, but it still begins to go septic, and it forces Nico and Livio to make the really hard decision to find adults they can trust to bring him to so he can get the care he needs. He still ends up losing his arm, though.

At the end of everything, Melanie ends up taking Nico and Livio and the other kids in, so they still get to have their momma figure, even if she comes in later. Maybe she's the one that they find to help them. Is she maybe someone they've known was mostly safe but was never able to get them to stick around long enough to take care of them? Either way, the boys get Vash to her, and it starts the process of getting him home and the kids finally staying at the orphanage.

Meryl, Milly, and Lina all end up sneaking away when they realize that Vash is in more trouble than the adults are letting on, trying to go find him, since they know him better than anyone other than Rem and Nai. Eventually, they meet up with Nico and Livio while everyone is trying to avoid federal agents.

Obviously it's lovey-dovey Vashwood and Insurance Girlfriends and Polygun-flavored, but in the "these kids are too oblivious to think about sexy things, yet" sort of way, because I really do headcanon that at least Vash is ace, Wolfwood is probably demi, and also I am not writing children getting intimate like that. >8/ But kids having little crushes on each other is adorable and I can't not have Vashwood and Insurance Girlfriends be the eventual outcome, once those idiots all grow up and get their heads screwed on straight.

Also, because Nai hasn't had a chance to murder everyone, Rem's managed to work with him enough that he's very slowly overcoming his trauma and regaining his ability to trust that he's not in permanent danger. He'll probably grow up to be a Plants Rights activist or something, lbh. Or a politician. But he's not going to murder people, so either way, it's a win/win!

Because Nico's been living on the streets with him, Razlo either hasn't had to manifest as strongly for Livio, or hasn't manifested at all. Livio is still the sweet, shy, crybaby teddy bear we see, and maybe Razlo only comes out when the feds start getting closer and almost managing to grab the kids, and because he's been able to bond with Nico and the other kids so well this time, Livio is close enough to them that the thought of them getting hurt or taken away is enough to make him want to protect their little group instead of just Livio.

Wolfwood absolutely grumbles about how alike Vash and Livio are. Both a couple'a crybabies, geez, what the Hell you two??? But he also is very much a teddy bear who gives the best hugs when one of his little band of gremlins is upset, so he probably spends more time in a cuddle pile than anything else, now that there's two of them to lose their shit at the drop of a hat.

Vash was totally the one very sweet boy in a clique of girls that everyone who'd known him realized, when they were adults looking back, that he was very much the sweet gay kid hanging out with the girls because it was safer to be himself around them than it was to be around the other boys. (This isn't meant as a stereotype of gay kids, this is based on actual kids I grew up with. My friend group honest to God adopted them because we were all a bunch of momma bears.)

Vash is also...not trans? Because he's a Plant and Plants don't work the same way humans do, but he's also not what humans would think of as a cis boy. He expresses a masc presentation, but probably the closest equivalent would be an intersexed kid. Nai, too, tbh, though he's probably more of the "I don't give a fuck" opinion when it comes to his own gender identity. He uses he/him because that's what humans think when they see him, but he doesn't care any deeper than that.

[streetkid-named-desire]

Okay @ghostoffuturespast and @merge-conflict tagged me to share 6 lines and I haven't worked on the main fic's next chapter but I've had this origin fic idea bouncing around in my head that's inspired by The Devil's Arithmetic, a book I loved as a child. V sleeps off some wine after Passover seder at the camp and gets transported back to the 1800s (I think I can't remember the exact dates I decided on in my research lmaoooo) where he's the husband of some great great great aunt and they just landed in Mexico and are going to join his great great great whatever grandma on his maternal side at their budding tequila still and farm (his dad took his mother's family name)

Rules: Share the last six lines of any of your WIPs.

I tag uuuhhhhhhhhh @olath124 and @wounded--machine and @ouroboros-hideout

V spoke, not his own words. His voice was deeper with a harsher gravel. He felt a mustache tickle his lips too. "Julie is excellent at math and will handle the books. If anyone will be a maid, it will be me! I will also work the agave fields. This is not charity." "See, mamá? We got it all figured out," Julissa wrapped her arm around V's and they walked to the carriage with Valeria.

I'm gonna post the whole WIP under the cut because it's fun :3

V looked up and down the long picnic table. Three nearly empty plates of brisket were placed between every 10 people, five on either side. Bea was tearing into her fourth helping of the real beef brisket she'd made for their table. "I think this is the first Passover seder I attended in 20 years," V said and placed his hand on her thigh.

Bea swallowed without chewing, daintily dabbed at her mouth and took a sip of wine before speaking. "That would make you…" she trailed off trying to do the math in her head.

"Twelve, yeah. Last one before my parents died," V gulped down the last of his wine. The glowing sunset dazzled through the bottom of the glass and he suddenly felt very woozy. He set the glass down and placed two hands flat on the table to steady himself. "I'm feeling a little iffy. Gonna go lay down in the tent."

Bea started to get up but he placed a hand on her shoulder. "I'll be fine. I think not having real live beef in a while plus all that wine is making my stomach riot."

Bea furrowed her brow in concern but nodded, "Holler if you need me." He kissed her on her cheek before standing and walking to their tent, only a few feet away.

V kicked off his shoes and untucked his dress shirt. It wasn't a suit dress shirt, it was a long sleeve black cowboy shirt with gold accents that Bea embroidered herself. He rolled up the sleeves and unbuttoned the top three buttons before falling into the cot. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, willing his stomach to relax.

"¡Oye! Vincente, levantarse," a woman's voice hissed in his ear.

V opened his eyes and searched for the source of the voice. He wasn't in a tent. He was in the hold of a ship with twenty other people. It was musty and smelled like human waste and damp carcasses. The woman nudged his shoulder and whispered again, "Come on, this is our stop." She stood up and handed a canvas satchel to him. The woman looked like his mother, but younger, much younger. She was 20, at most.

V found himself nodding and standing up. He took her hand and they quietly and carefully stepped over the other sleeping—and dead—bodies to the hatch to the deck. When they climbed out, the cool night air was fresh and sweet. He inhaled deeply, clearing his sinuses of the hold.

A sailor nodded in greeting at them and helped them find the plank down to the shore. "Where are we?" V asked.

"Tampico," the woman said.

"¡Julissa!" a voice cried out. The woman next to him dropped her things and ran.

"¡Mamá! ¡Mamá!" Julissa sobbed. V picked up what she dropped and followed.

When their embrace ended, Julissa wiped the tears off her face. She straightened her skirt and stood tall. "Mamá, este es mi marido," she said and gestured towards V. "Vincente, este es mi mamá, Valeria."

On autopilot, V took the woman's hand and bowed. He kissed the thin, aged skin on top of her hand and Valeria cooed while Julissa giggled. "Señora Guerra, mucho gusto usted."

V's mind whirled. This wasn't a BD. This was a dream. But it felt so real and was so consistent. And where was Johnny? He usually popped up in his dreams.

"Come, it's a six hour ride to the hacienda. Then, tomorrow, we will discuss your…plans," Valeria.

"Mamá, I talked about this in my letter. León says the tequila business is taking off! He's still using the recipe your grandfather created when he was a vintner," Julissa said.

Then it clicked for V. The Guerras. The Guerra tequila.

"It's just risky. It was already risky being with child and on that boat! Now you want to travel to the opposite side of the country? And for what? To be a maid?" Valeria clucked in disapproval.

V spoke, not his own words. His voice was deeper with a harsher gravel. He felt a mustache tickle his lips too. "Julie is excellent at math and will handle the books. If anyone will be a maid, it will be me! I will also work the agave fields. This is not charity."

"See, mamá? We got it all figured out," Julissa wrapped her arm around V's and they walked to the carriage with Valeria.

[icewindandboringhorror]

boy who likes to look very innocent and pretend that he simply wants to smell something but then will try to bite it out of your hands as soon as you've let your guard down

[entering--hyperspace]

Cannot imagine whatever is going on through Mr Leonard Echowatcher's head. You spend your life yearning for a world where you lived differently, where the day wasnt soaked in war, blood, and battle. Where you could envision a future where you have a partner and a family with friends to live gracefully with. But then you are given such opportunities only to find you were never taught to be gentle, you have a gentle, empathetic nature and yet the physicality of it is a stranger to you. You are expected to raise a child with gentle hands so that she saves the world, What does that even mean? How can you accept your growing love for your friend when you were never taught how to love, that intimate love is a luxury best left forgotten, there are no need for such things in war. He has to learn to become the things he wanted bc he grew too old to develop it naturally. He becomes a father to taimi fumbling his way into learning how to care and parent, he is defensive of Aurene bc he is from a culture where they arent expected to raise their own young and yet has to do so with a dragon. It feels like a test, He has to prove both to others and to himself he is capable of being a father, of nuturing, that calloused, stained hands can still be gentle. He has to accept that love is a terrifying leap of faith in vulnerability in order to gain a partnership that is considered a rarity. I love the idea that he spent 30 years yearning for things he thought he would never have and when he is actually given those opportunities (albeit admittedly through unusual circumstances) he has to learn how to actually live in them, becuase they were always just Concepts until now. Ohhhh my god Mr. Leo you are my everything

[eccentrichumanbeing69]

Jesper would definitely want to be a plant dad but kill every single plant he ever gets

[canichangemyblogname]

Here’s a fun one:

“No one actually opposes nationalism and colonialism, the anti-Zionists on campuses and online are actually all Soviet plants conducting a sophisticated psyop.”

Never mind the fact this is a conspiracy theory to avoid reordering your worldview to consider the fact that large swaths of the public don’t support the bombing of Gaza. And never mind that this is a thought-stopping attempt to avoid confronting the fact that an ideology you support is reproduced through genocide and ethnic cleansing. Also never mind the fact the USSR hasn’t existed in decades.