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Some Volo practice because certain aspects of the back of his hair vex me and I need to figure it out.

Also face practice in general from an angle!

#FlowerSeller art #FlowerSeller: Volo #Volo #PLA Volo #Pokemon Legends Arceus #Fuck this man and his funky little hairsac #Still figuring it out or at least how to simplify it #I have learned how to...ear sort of #Salem FlowerSeller

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A collab between me and Noodle of our blorbos!

I (Salem) did the base sketch and color, Noodle did the lines and shading/highlights. This was really fun and we'll definitely be doing more 👀

#Flowerseller: Volo #Volo #PLA Volo #Flowerseller: Euphorbia #Flowerseller art #Noodle Flowerseller #Salem Flowerseller #This was very fun wah wah wah!!!! #Pokemon Legends Arceus

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fucking GET you

#FlowerSeller: Volo #Volo #PLA Volo #Pokemon Legends Arceus #FlowerSeller: Chamerion #I feel like every image of Cham is just her tormenting Volo #It's a fun dynamic though 😔 #Salem FlowerSeller #FlowerSeller art

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When the dream controls my attitude

Tells me what to say and to do

Spare or never see the same sun twice

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Oh this took me So Long and is part of a set of three images inspired by lyrics from Low Roar's "Breathe In". They're a bit out of order, but I finished this first because I wanted to mess with swirly fire 👀

This was a really good bit of hand and torso practice for me and I'm pretty happy with the result, even if it took a shit ton of work aaaa!

#FlowerSeller: Volo #Volo #PLA Volo #Pokemon Legends Arceus #FlowerSeller art #Hehehee...claws #Oh no he's hot #HA I'm funny #Salem FlowerSeller

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Hi. Salem here making sure that the censored nakey version breached containment too so everyone could get a closer look at future FS!Volo's longer hair and also some more scar detail and his very nice tits!

Man tiddies and heavy scarring warning!

This man fills out in Ransei! Active on the battlefields with lavish meals fit for a king afterward and all. Beanpole be gone, get some curves on this mf STAT

#Flowerseller: Volo #Volo #PLA Volo #Pokemon Legends Arceus #Flowerseller art #Noodle Flowerseller #Salem Flowerseller #Noodle did not have to make this man so succulent and yet

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First official post on this blog and it's a meme of Miss Chamerion, the angriest cyndaquil in all of Hisui, being gently held by her human's dear merchant friend!

Goofy lil draw over of this tweet

#Pokemon legends arceus #Volo #FlowerSeller: Chamerion #FlowerSeller: Volo #She's just a lil spicy #Look at the love in those eyes #We don't talk about that hand I did my best #FlowerSeller art #Salem FlowerSeller

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In Regard to Scars

Salem Flowerseller here! For funsies I decided to post a few streamlined segments of writing that give just a smidgen more context to FS!Volo's facial scar and also mostly show off some of Noodle's fantastic writing as Volo from our RPs! 👀

This one was a very fun one and these bits are taken from the very emotional tail end of it.

It can be found below the readmore and I'm stating a warning for referenced past harm to Volo as a child.

"Flattery can only get you so far, Golden Boy," Euphorbia tutted, her own face warming from his blurted compliment. "I do think so, though. When the light hits you right, your hair shines like a second sun. You're going to have to tell me your secret to that sheen!" A slender finger waved his way as she spoke, the woman's eyes sparkling with something warm. 

There was a pause, then she continued in a softer, cautious voice. "May I…touch it?"

……

She looked like she was serious. 

She was serious. In what world would she have jokingly asked such a thing? 

His hair practically puffed as he buried his face deeper into his hands for another few seconds. Then, he dropped them entirely. His eye was screwed shut as he tried to speak, failing at first, but on the second pass he managed an actual sound. 

“Yyyy—” He held the note, hesitating. No one had really touched his hair outside of his family. And well, that was to say it had been a long time. He kept his hair in such a way not just for the sake of style, though over time he had come to like it the way he usually had it. The shagginess he’d fallen into was a result of lacking care. Subconsciously, his body shied away from hers, suddenly very self conscious. 

Truthfully, he knew well that he was good looking. He had many a customer tell him as much. He wouldn’t lie, he occasionally laid on the charm to get what he wanted. A bat of lashes here, a coy smile there, but always out of reach. But that was because he hid the damaged parts that such a tactic worked. Hell, Euphorbia was taken aback by the sheer amount of scars that littered his tattered body. He didn’t want to think about what anyone other than her would truly think. 

He wished his scars stopped at his shoulders. 

“—eee—“ He was physically fighting the word, his mouth stuck in a grimace as he suddenly spiraled. What if she thought he was ugly? What if she thought he was ugly? 

He began to sweat. His breath hitched, caught in his tightening throat. He was pretty! He was handsome! Right?

Right?

And suddenly he felt like he was going to vomit and die on the spot. 

He didn’t even realize tears started streaming down his face until he had to wipe them away. She was going to think he was ugly, and his entire facade was going to shatter. He already began to crumble before she even had a chance to cast her judgment. There was that tiny, rational voice rattling in his head that knew she wouldn’t reject him, and certainly not after all he had already said and done, and yet—

He pressed his forehead to her shoulder, trying to keep the world from spinning. 

He cursed himself inwardly for losing it like he was over something so... Asinine. He swallowed hard, his brows pinching together tightly as he tried to focus. 

She was going to touch his hair. She was going to see. 

“—es.” 

“Yes.”

He nodded against her, afraid his voice was far too quiet to hear, the sound so far from his ears he couldn’t tell. 

He wanted this. He wanted this so badly it hurt. He wanted to feel kind hands upon him, upon his hair, upon his face. He starved for it, that closeness. He was so very desperate, melting in the woman’s arms as he was. 

He grasped her once extended hand and pulled it to his face, pressing into the warmth of her much smaller and softer palm. Hot tears trailed between her fingers as he, in his own mind, ripped the bandage off himself. 

There were scars there too. 

“Please. Please…,” He pleaded. For what? He didn’t know entirely.

“Y-you can… You can touch my hair, yeah?” He practically panted against the panicked thumping of his anxious heart. 

……

It was like Volo was fighting with himself over her request, cringing away yet pressing forward all at once. Fear radiated off of him in waves like heat from stone.

She wanted to be so careful with him and treat her friend like a fragile porcelain doll, or maybe a small, scared animal. But was that what he really needed? 

Brushing the tip of her nose against Volo's ear as he leaned into her, she didn't think so. He needed tenderness, undoubtedly, a soft touch. Euphorbia would instead forgo hesitance.

"Let me know if you need me to stop." There was a second where she resisted his hold as she spoke, making sure he heard her, and then she laid her hand upon the blond's cheek and cupped it.

Euphorbia studied her dear companion through lashes of ice, smiling as she ran her free hand along his scalp, trailing fingers that followed the shining gold flow from root to pale tip with a look of intrigue. She'd thought it was a trick of the light before, but Volo's hair did indeed lighten near the ends. It wasn't in scattered early greying streaks, the paleness crept up from the ends in a soft gradient before stopping entirely.

"No wonder it's so shiny. It has a texture like silk," she hummed, sinking her fingers in further to carefully thread them through a section. "And it goes to this soft cream color at the tips. I don't think I ever noticed that before."

The hand on his cheek shifted, her thumb gently swiping some of his tears away before she continued her exploration.

Both hands worked now, grown confident from the lack of complaint as they mapped out the curves of Volo's skull beneath his mane of sunlight. Until finally, her fingers flitted along the curtain of bangs at his right side that had always hidden half of his face from her.

They did not pull the curtain back so much as caress it out of the way, a soft smile creasing Euphorbia’s lips as she picked a few stray strands out of the way of the final reveal.

……

He held his breath. Bracing.

She carefully pried away strand by strand until. 

Until he had to face her completely.

He slowly opened his eyes, both of them. His face burned in embarrassment, in shame. Between his right eye and eyebrow nestled a deep burn. Different from the ones that marred his body. This one held shape. 

It was a brand. 

The purposeful mark permanently forced his right eye into a harsh squint. He knew he could never open it any further due to the stiffened and damaged flesh. The eye itself was a notable few shades lighter than his other, cloudy and hazed over the years. 

The mark looked to be that of some sort of flower held within a simple circle; small but effective. 

His hand reached up to hide his face again, but he forced it back down. This was it, this was him in all his broken glory. He’d have laughed if he was so utterly mortified. 

His eyes darted about Euphorbia’s face, immediately searching for that tinge of disgust or unwanting he feared so deeply. He couldn’t convince himself she wouldn’t recoil. 

They had ruined his face for life. Marked him as their property. He wasn’t theirs, no, not anymore. But that would never change the fact that he once was.

……

The soft smile that curved Euphorbia’s lips remained unchanged as she unveiled what had made Volo so terrified to be seen, truly seen, by her. Though in the shadow of her lashes, those hollow rings making up the woman's pupils contracted smaller. The warmth that filled her dimmed, shrinking back into the core of her chest while she swept a finger across his cheek.

She had a good idea where such a clearly man-made mark might come from, given his story. One that didn't match the crest that she'd seen in his mother’s book nor the half desecrated iterations around the property.

Euphorbia sighed softly, bringing her face closer to Volo's.

Carefully, deliberately, the woman brushed her lips across the upper edge of the cauterized scar when he didn't flee away. 

Was it a kiss, or just a tender motion so like it? That didn't matter as much as what that little brush truly meant.

Acceptance.

"You know," she murmured once she drew back, head tilting. "When I offered to relay you information about the Himura before, a different thought occurred to me. But I thought I was being needlessly grim."

Idly, Euphorbia adjusted the blond's bangs, tidying them to either side to keep his full face in view as she spoke with a calm that crackled with dire weight. "My first instinct was offering to bring you their heads for confirmation should I find any. Sounds silly, mm? But I…didn't want to rob you of something more personal than that."

Oh, but she would if he asked her to.

"I think I stand by that decision more than ever."

Who would do this to a child? He said he was thirteen at the time, still wet behind the ears. 

People could be truly foul.

……

He had inwardly prepared for the worst as a contingency, knowing well he would have taken even the slightest draw back from him as a sign he would need to leave immediately. 

Only so many people knew of the mark, and he’d always been met with shock or pity or worse and he couldn’t handle that from Euph too. He’d have been too embarrassed to stay. He knew if he just slid through a particular pocket of the floor behind Euphorbia, he could have disappeared into the walls. 

Not that he made a habit of lurking in the walls or anything. Definitely not that. 

But she didn’t do either of those things, at least if she had he thankfully peered through veiled and failing vision anyway. Crisis averted! He practically deflated against her caress, realizing she wasn’t one to recoil. They’d both had their scars, and perhaps that was something of a bond between the two of them. 

Broken. 

They were broken.

But that could be ok. It would have to be ok. 

Volo’s good eye kept focus on hers, his other eye trying to follow suit as his gaze flicked to and fro. Then she leaned in. He inhaled sharply through his nose but remained still as she closed the space and… 

And, and, and—!

His face burned anew as her lips brushed past his scar. She’d… She’d…! Her words gripped him and pulled him out of whatever spinning his brain was starting up again. He pulled back when she did, though admittedly a bit faster than intended. Still he found that her hands remained upon him, and for that his nerves tamped down again. He idly wondered how he even was still breathing, but he carried on doing just that. One breath at a time, he kept his focus on her and only her. 

He feared he’d fly away on the breeze if he didn’t.

She drew him in with the beginning of her self revelation, and he watched her closely. Watching her mouth form her words carefully, the sun beside them bathing her in golden light and highlighting just how… Pretty she really was. 

Even saying such things as willfully beheading people she personally never knew on his behalf. 

His breath shuddered in his throat. 

His mouth went dry. He licked his lip. 

He stared at her, wide eyed and frozen in time. 

She was… The most beautifully tangible thing he’d had the pleasure of laying eyes upon. 

He buried the hands that framed his face into his own and embraced them. The way his own eclipsed her’s so completely was far from lost upon him. He squeezed them both tenderly, sighing as he did.

#Salem Flowerseller #Noodle Flowerseller #FlowerSeller: Euphorbia #FlowerSeller: Volo #Volo #Pokemon Legends Arceus #Also horrifically fluffy in its own way #They love each other your honor #I put them both in a blender and sip them like a smoothie and IMMEDIATELY get tooth rot #Flowerseller writing

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It takes two to tango, babey

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You're Jjust a Little Hater

And?

#Flowerseller art #Flowerseller: Euphorbia #Flowerseller: Volo #Volo #PLA Volo #Pokemon Legends Arceus #Sketchy meme drawover to get my fingers moving again #I want to put them both in the taffy pulling machine #Salem Flowerseller

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Oooohoohoo that cats analogy is very cute, like when two cats walk next to each other and bonk heads/curl tails (and ur not sure if its adoration or frustration lol)

That was really cool! And I'll throw some more at ya, all optional and no rush of puzzling anything out 💕

What does love mean to them? (ie gentle, fiery, enduring, painful?)

Love languages?

Favorite places, ways to be touched? (ie scratched, scalp massage, biting)

Monogamy or polyamory?

What is their moral code, and what circumstances could lead them to break it?

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Hi this one is…so, so late and I apologize for that BUT it is here it is for what it is worth! OTL 

Thanks for your patience, Praz!

What does love mean to them?

🌸 Euphorbia: 

Solidity and warmth, someone to lean on. Safety....even if she (past an, ahem, certain mountain-esque point) doesn't always get that feeling from him, she still loves him. It's all of it to her; gentle, fiery, enduring, painful, sweet and bitter and just...everything.

Basically, even if he's hurt and betrayed her, this fucked up little man is still her everything and while she isn't going to take his bullshit laying down she still cares deeply enough about him to try and wrangle him and understand what is wrong. Like, god, I bet at times out of nowhere during that 10 year gap they're apart she wonders if he ate that day.

✨️ Volo:

 For Volo... Love would be for someone to accept him as he is, not what he appears to be, but to acknowledge his flaws and mistakes, his scars, and still find something worth value. He's a very guarded person and for someone to be able to break away the facade he's built upon for his entire life; that is love. 

It's simple and a bit self indulgent on his part, but that's what we enjoy about him

Love Languages?

🌸 Euphorbia: 

Hmm… hers is probably gifts to a lesser extent than Volo. Even if she can't remember her past where her situation was similar, she is living where her means are not Great so to give something without it being an exchange is a big deal. No one gave you shit for free in water country so to her it's another little show of undiluted affection. i.e. candies and homemade preserves she gives him and the gold nugget she reverse mugs him with. Also, words of affirmation are a close second.

✨️ Volo: 

Volo's love language is gifts naturally. Further adds to the folklore/yokai vibes he's got now too in addition to his occupation, it's just too good not to be his exact love language. Another one though is definitely teasing, friendly jabs here and there for the people close enough to him to know he only jokes. Sometimes.

Favorite places/ways to be touched?

🌸 Euphorbia: Touch is a bit weird for Euph, since you've definitely got to be on the tier of friend or higher for her to willingly allow it. Though if she is in the village and someone taps her shoulder to get her attention or something she isn't going to lash out, since she is trying to play nice to avoid being tossed to the wilds with amnesia in an unfamiliar land.

As far as more intimate touch. We kind of touched on (heh) preferred places and ways to be touched with a kink meme. (Not posted but maybe… someday? It's not visually explicit, just a checklist.) But I imagine anyone else but Volo making her aware of how small she is would be met with grrrhisss, but definitely is not opposed to feeling his entire hand wrap around a wrist or shoulder or whatnot. Very much a case of "I am showing you my neck because I feel secure, please don't break it"

✨️ Volo: 

Volo is touch starved. And while there are spots that he is self conscious about, namely scars, this dude will absolutely melt at the slightest touch truthfully. He’s really big on… Hand holding. In both normal and sexual settings, He wants to twine his fingers together to show that he’s still there and that he loves her, always. Also pretty into his chest being played with and ass grabs oop— 

He’s got a nice ass and he knows it. 

He also loooves his hair being touched, his hair being a bit of a symbol to his progress in life. Once super long and flowy (longer than even current Volo’s), it was once cut down to about ear length against his own will. So it being as long as it is once more, this man feels a lot of emotion about it. 

One big thing to note; He does not like the touch of strangers in any regard. Especially after certain points in his life, he really does not care for random people even brushing shoulders with him accidentally. It makes him nervous, and nervousness leads into his anger which… Don’t touch this man without permission, he may recoil, and if you’re lucky he’ll only grumble about it. Especially his hands if he doesn’t know you. With how self conscious he is about his claws… 

There is another like. Super sensitive spot on his dude, but I shan’t reveal that yet… 😏

Monogamy or polyamory?

🌸 Euphorbia:

Hmm… she is probably mostly monogamous, it would take a very special someone since she's pretty stuck on this guy. She's already prone to a little jealousy, so I think anything beyond like an unattached threesome or whatever would take some work and probably give her indescribable amounts of heartburn first 

✨️ Volo:

YEAH YEAH they handshake pretty much

I could see like a political alliance threesome or maybe a secret spying one but not anything legitimately more than business. Even then I know he wouldn’t ever go through with full blown sex with anyone other than Euph for a plethora of reasons (most of which I will not say just yet but), but yeah teasing and toying to get information out of someone before tossing them aside is not off the table. 

Moral code and breaking it?

🌸 Euphorbia:

Her morals, outwardly, are pretty good. And actually not horrendously bad either. She's definitely willing to do some sketchy shit and feel minimally bad about it depending on what it is. "Be nice to me/my friend or I'll punch your lights out" and "good thing the nearest village is so far away because you fucked up and I'm going to break your wrist now and don't want someone to come running" type shit

As for what would make her break a moral code... your standard desperation, that can make anyone act unwise. That desperation can definitely range in flavor though, instinctual or meditated on.

Euph is pretty stubborn as a previous kiri nin from ye old days where the village was basically self-cannibalizing itself politically and maybe even literally. So having resolve and the will to keep moving forward even if you have to become monstrous to do so is far from an unknown concept. But...she also has come to value softer and sweeter things. So it's a bit complicated.

I guess the answer is just fuck around and find out ALSKDH

✨️ Volo:

Volo is… We all know Volo. He's a bit of an enigma in that of himself. His moral code, mind you his moral code, is quite different from the black and white common views of the world. Most nothing to him is inherently good or evil, everything is chaos, nothing and everything matters all at once. As such, his code of conduct varies vastly from situation to situation, there's obviously the favorable things to do, the more socially acceptable things, but seeing himself as an outlier to the status quo, he's more flexible to make choices that more typical people would… Probably not do?? The key point in understanding his mindset is that he doesn't value life the way most do. 

That being said, breaking his own code would be not only incredibly difficult, but also quite the event. The most likely causes for him to act out of his typical would be one of two things; Wrath, or Envy. Seeing as he is a cocky and confident bastard, it isn't too terribly often that he loses his temper truly. But when he does, boy does he. Easily comparable to a raging fire, once he's mad mad, it's hard to get him to calm down and will act out of instinct. 

Jealousy, on the other hand, makes the man act unwise. Often does jealousy lead to his more… Questionable choices, leaning on the dumb side. Often these choices go against his instinct.

#Flowerseller: Volo #Flowerseller: Euphorbia #CW suggestive #Not terribly heavy with it but a heads up at parts nontheless #Volo #PLA Volo #We've been chipping away at the shared doc for this on and off and FINALLY it is here #Flowerseller answers #Salem Flowerseller #Noodle Flowerseller

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Artist's rendition of the first time Euphorbia called Volo her friend. It was visceral

#FlowerSeller: Volo #Volo #Merchant Volo #FlowerSeller: Euphorbia #FlowerSeller art #And then she bought his weepy ass some food at the Wallflower #Salem FlowerSeller

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Also love Euphorbia and reading Abt ur ocs. Euphorbia 🤝 Wander physically fighting back against a noble (euphorbia punched which is badass. Wander bit Lord Arcanine's face out of desperation when he was being mauled) love reading Abt her and Volo's relationship

Salem here to say waaaaaaAAAAH!!!! WAH WAH WAH 😭

I'm glad you enjoy reading about my gal and her terrible adventures with Volo! This is such a nice ask to receive out of nowhere, I had to take a moment to pace early when we got it ALSLDKDH

Sometimes you just gotta lash out at the giant fire dogbeast that wants you dead, ya know? We may have to post some excerpts from the FS!Verse Arcanine fight because it was crazy intense 👀

I've haven't been feeling very well these past couple months but this definitely makes me want to focus up and get back into my own creative groove beyond writing behind the scenes, so thank you doubly!

#Salem Flowerseller #Laying in the dirt sobbing clawing at the sky #I'm glad that Miss Euph is enjoyable she is my little fucked up meow meow #Exhaustion be damned I gotta cook

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Currently in an airbnb with the whole FlowerSeller crew and we're crying laughing while Noodle attempts to draw spicy Diamond Clan x Pearl Clan OC rival shenanigans

Their drawing hand has gone weak from laughter

This is what true friendship is 😔

#Salem FlowerSeller #FlowerSeller Talks #We've all lost the plot

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Haven't messed with putting full effort into lineart in a while but I really wanted to make this bust of Euph look good, so I ended up completely redoing the first attempt (that will never see the light of day) to really narrow down what I needed to fix on the anatomy.

Really happy with it, more so than anything I've done in a long time 😭

#FlowerSeller: Euphorbia #FlowerSeller art #Pokemon Legends Arceus #Pokemon OC #Salem FlowerSeller

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Omg the euphorbia bit, so hardcore w the ear chomp godDAMN the lil snippet with the Arcanine fight was v good, but also oof ouch, Euphorbia 🤝 Wander being stabbed before a major battle (Beni tried to kill him straight up, no pokemon battle at all)

Aaaaa, thank you! 😭

Love writing her going off the hook, she tries so hard to stay on it that she deserves to go a little feral as a treat.

And further 🤝 with Euph also fighting Beni with no pokemon battle, ninja to ninja. She truly goes for the old man's LIFE because his reveal gives her a huge brainblast of who she was before Hisui.

So glad we can all agree that with the way Beni was talking the only thing keeping him from trying to straight up assassinate the player was the fact that is was a pokemon game ALSKSNDHG

#Flowerseller answers #Should probably start keeping track of asks since we've gotten a small handful now oop #Thank you for the ask as well! Love hearing about blorbo misadventures #Salem Flowerseller

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Hewwo, Salem here sharing a few fun facts since it's been a little bit since I last did, also to bark out the window a little while I work on dual answering an ask with Noodle around their schedule

■ Euphorbia and Valtyr didn't immediately fall with direct communication to Arceus, that came later and neither one of them got phones but something more fitting to their original universes!

Euphorbia was bestowed a scroll with ink that can shift and move to form maps, messages, images, etc. Valtyr was given a spyglass that augments what he sees looking through it. I imagine kind of like when you crouch and can get a closer look at pokemon stats, mission markers and whatnot but Werge would be able to explain specifics more

■ Euphorbia and Volo are both Virgos by nature of RNG to decide birthdays, which explains a lot honestly. September and August respectively

■ Euphorbia punched one of the nobles during its fight, the warden was, of course, horrified

■ Despite the whole 6'3" vs 5'2" thing, she can and will carry Volo bridal style. Also the ol' leap and grab-the-front-of-your-shirt to pull him down to her level when he's being an ass about height differences

#Salem Flowerseller #Flowerseller: Euphorbia #Flowerseller: Volo #Flowerseller: Valtyr #I'm not a believer necessarily in starsign stuff but I just find it fun to think about #I am BARKING #Pokemon Legends Arceus #Volo