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anulithots · 8 months

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The Rose. Episode 1- "Thorns"

(I had to take a screenshot, sorry)

A tumblr houseplant story from @briarborealisart

The info post is here

Note - this is still a first draft, any feedback would be much appreciated. Especially for this one, this is a super interesting concept to explore, but my brain found it so difficult, and comments on if I got to the core of this would be appreciated. <3

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Rose thought of faerself as quite interesting and quite successful.

It wasn't much of a leap. Not to Rose. Fae grew large & imposing, faer plant growing up the pole with large, flush leaves and a single spectacular bloom.

And it wasn't that Rose was better than anyone else, certainly not.

Rose valued faer life.

The others did not.

They talked and talked & played... before talking more. It annoyed Rose. How could they be so ignorant? Did they not see how much better they could grow if they employed Rose's methods?

Fae fluffed the bloom in fair tail. Rose was quite proud of it, for it had taken lots of methodical resourcing - knowing which bodily functions to enact & which nutrients to absorb, when to drink & when not to. But it was worth it. Fae had an actual, physical, & oh so pretty, manifestation of faer efforts. Fae liked to twirl it around in tail dances, showcasing its beauty for all to see.

They would regret saying that faer hugs were not appreciated.

What did they want faer to do?

Cover up faer thorns?

Faer thorns - and faer ingenuity - were how fae got here. They would reach the same heights as Rose if they weren't so bothered by inconsequential, infinitesimal pokes. Case in point. the Money tree.

"Well, perhaps if you didn't spend so much time wallowing in self-pity you wouldn't be prone to this sort of thing."

Money tree recoiled. leaves flaring.

Rose glanced to the canopy and flicked faer claws against each other. "Focus on your growth. You lost one tree already. right?"

Money tree faltered. "That's a- that's a sensitive subject ."

"All the more reason to fix this" Rose leapt to the base of the tree. sniffing & pawing at the dead one in the braid.

It was quite the simple fix actually. Rose twirled fair tail, satisfied. Money tree would see the merit in faer words and be oh-so-grateful that Rose told faer what needs to be told.

"You're too opportunistic & attention, seeking."

"You're one to talk"

Rose flicked an ear. "Pardon?"

Money tree flared four wings. "You did all this for attention right? You acted like you CARED. Well, I won't be taken advantage of by pollywiggins like you-"

Rose growled. "I'm afraid your mistaken. One of your trees is no longer here because you wanted the immediate pleasure of watering. Perhaps an extra few leaves to show off? Explain to me how I should be held responsible for your negligence, I am trying to help you-"

Money tree hissed. "This. This isn't help."

"If you can't handle -"

"No. Rose, I can't. You need to leave."

Rose growled, barring faer teeth. Fae was just being honest. Didn't Money Tree ask? If fae asked Rose, then fae should expect the honest truth, none of this watered-down wishy washy from the others. If fae wanted actual results, then fae should expect Rose to give actual answers.

"Now"

Fae huffed and slinked back to faer plant.

No one handles pokes.

Fae climbed to the tallest knot of stems. Rose specifically grew it to be a comfortable spot, away from the peculiarity of the others. Fae cuddled into it, letting the thorns and leaves blanket faer.

Well, Rose didn't know how to be any other way.

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Hope you like Rose <3 Fae was an interesting character to write.

if you don't mind the little self-promo: reblog this with one kind statement to "water" rose, let's spread some wonder to this convoluted place <3

And spread the word to anyone else who would like to add their houseplant to the garden, perhaps we can fill tumblr with houseplants.

[next episode - "Maidoe"]

#Rose the pollywiggin #the land of the fallen fairies #the tumblr houseplant series rose #the tumblr houseplant series #writer #writeblr

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allmycrushesaredead · 3 years

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So me and a group of friends made mechsonas and I wanted to share mine!

Btw, these are picrews i found, not my own work

Name: 火花影 (Hibana Kage)

Nicknames: Sparky

Gender: FUCK

Pronouns: Fae/faer

Age at mechanization: around 26

Tol or Smol: Around average height? I'm gonna say about 5'5 ish

Looks: Pale skin. Glowing eyes that change color depending on faer mood, bright blue, curly hair that's cut short in a bob cut. Faer mechanism is the neck, and there are glowing bloodstains below the area. Fae generally wears all black, close fitting clothes that are easy to move around in.

Personality: Fae may be on the smaller side, but fae will fight you if you're a threat to faer friends or faerself. Very quiet due to past trauma, doesn’t trust easily.

Backstory: Hibana is from the planet 星の花 (Hoshi no hana), or Flower of the Stars. It abounds in vibrant colors and neon lights. Hibana was a doctor before the cyborgs decided to wreak havoc on faer city. All of faer family was killed and fae was left alone. Still fae continued to work in the streets, trying to help anyone who needed it. This meant that fae helped both sides. Although fae held resentment towards the cyborg gangs, fae wouldn't let that get in the way of faer work. Everything was going relatively well until a gang decided to snatch Hibana and take faer to their headquarters to try and fix up a very hurt leader of the gang. When fae told them fae wouldn't be able to fix the damage done, they slit faer neck, leaving faer for dead.

Extras: Fae is a polyamorous asexual lesbian :)

I also really pieced together faer story and I’ll post it below the cut! Warning tho, its kinda graphic and traumatizing, but I’m proud of it and wanted to show it off!!

Hibana hates technology.

When fae was seven, the Dākusutā killed faer mom and dad. The Dākusutā was a notorious gang on Hoshi no hana, with connections in the government and nearly every aspect of society. They mainly worked with cyber threats, but kept up a very intimidating physical presence and weren’t afraid of resorting to violence to get things done.

Hibana’s parents worked as moles, ratting out the most influential people who worked with the gangs. The few respectable government officials left in power would make sure that they got that person removed from power somehow.

However, as more and more people connected to the Dākusutā kept getting removed from office, the Dākusutā started to get suspicious. When they started targeting the people responsible for removing officials from power, and more and more officials wound up dead, Hibana’s family started to get worried. They went into hiding, moving from place to place when the Dākusutā got too close. And it worked, at least for a while. But they got complacent. The had eluded discovery for a year and a half, and it started to feel like they never would be found. It had been three months since the last move, and the family had fallen into the happy pattern of a simple life.

By the time they finally caught wind of the Dākusutā’s plans, it was already too late. They were already surrounded. With the Dākusutā banging down the door, they hid Hibana, warning faer not to make a sound and to stay hidden until it was safe to come out. So, fae did. Fae cowered in that cold, dark place, sobbing silently. Fae was forced to listen as faer parents begged the Dākusutā to let them live… Fae listened to them die screaming. And the Dākusutā weren’t merciful. They dragged out every last second, executing Hibana’s parents with sadistic pleasure. It went on for hours. Hours went by as Hibana tried to block out the agonizing screams of faer parents. Fae wasn’t naive either. Fae was young, but had seen enough in faer seven short years to know exactly what was happening to faer parents, and fae knew there was nothing fae could do about it.

Fae felt so utterly helpless. But, fae did what fae knew fae had some control over. Fae stayed hidden and stayed quiet. After faer parents finally went silent, fae didn’t dare move. Fae knew someone could be staying behind to make sure no one came out of hiding when they thought no one was there. Sure enough, another hour went by before fae heard a pair of footsteps shuffle out the door, leaving the house silent. Still, fae didn’t dare move. Another hour went by before fae dared to leave the safe space, heart pounding and tears streaming silently down faer face.

No one was waiting for faer when fae walked into the main room. At least, no one alive. Hibana’s parents were in the living room. What was left of them, rather. Fae stared in shock, shaking violently. But fae couldn’t stay and grieve. It wasn’t safe. Fae just ran, a pair of child-sized bloody footprints trailing behind faer.

Hibana went to the only place fae could think to go: the library. Libraries were practically unheard of on Hoshi no hana, and the few that did remain were viewed as so archaic that no one ever went. But in the few months fae had been in the area, that had become faer sanctuary. Hidden away in the dusty books, fae could escape for hours, lost in distant lands. Fae could be anything, do anything, know anything. All the information fae could ever want was right at faer fingertips.

So, it wasn’t a huge surprise when fae found faerself at the steps to the library. Hands shaking, fae pushed the doors open, closing it quietly behind faer.

Silent footsteps padding through the aisles, fae made faer way to the nest of sorts fae had made for faerself. There were a couple of blankets, pillows, and a battered old stuffed toy that fae had brought faerself, but the majority of it was from the librarian, a middle-aged woman named Karui Kibō who looked much older than she was. She was a kindly, sweet tempered lady who always made sure Hibana had enough things for faer nest and food for when fae stayed there for extended periods of time. But she knew not to disturb faer sanctuary and understood it at a personal level. For several weeks, she merely gave a soft smile that crinkled around her eyes, nodding lightly as Hibana walked in. After a few weeks, she would make some small talk, and after two full months, they would end up talking for hours about their favorite books, favorite places, and dreams for the future. Fae even confided in Karui, revealing that fae wanted to become a doctor. It was practically unheard of that someone would study to become a doctor. They had technology that could do that now, AI that could do the job better than anyone could have before. But Hibana was determined. And so, Karui made sure fae could learn to be a doctor. She started to bring books about medicine that fae could understand, making a stack next to faer nest.

It was now, as Hibana walked slowly over to faer nest that fae saw the growing mound of books. Normally, fae would have rushed to open one and dive straight into the wonderful information it contained. Instead, fae just curled into faer nest, faer shoes sticky with half-dried blood. Fae stared numbly at the bright clashing colors, their vibrant hues sickening. Fae suddenly wrenched them off, chucking them away from faer with a silent sob. Aside from the crash the shoes made colliding with something in the distance, fae didn’t make a sound. Even when Karui found faer, realized what had happened, and had cleaned faer up, fae didn’t make a sound. Fae changed faer clothes, donning the muted greys and browns of the clothing Karui had made for faer and sat silently, staring blankly into space. It was weeks before Hibana spoke again, and moths before fae could hold a conversation. Fae slowly opened up, falling into the pattern of reading, studying, and spending time with Karui.

Years went by, and the two only grew closer. It was twelve years later when Karui started to get sick, her age finally catching up with her. She knew her time was coming and she was ready. Unlike most on Hoshi no hana, she didn’t fear death. Rather than placing her life into the hands of technology, being programmed and gaining a sort of immortality through technology, she embraced the inevitability of death.

When her time finally did come, she went peacefully. Hibana grieved, of course, but fae knew Karui was at peace. It was then that Hibana vowed fae would never be immortalized as code, living on as programming. Fae would die one day and finally attain that peace. Until then, fae wanted to help people, to ease their suffering. Fae practiced as a doctor, treating those who couldn’t afford or didn’t trust the AI. Fae finally felt fae had a purpose in life. Fae helped anyone in need… even the very people who killed faer parents. And everything was fine… until it wasn’t.

A few years after Karui passed, Hibana was approached by a member of Dākusutā who demanded that fae come with them. Leading faer to a secluded area, they showed faer the leader of the Dākusutā, bleeding out and quickly losing a lot of blood. They demanded that fae heal him, pulling out a wickedly sharp knife to threaten faer with. Still, Hibana kept faer cool, hands steady as fae attempted to find the origin of the bleed to get it under control. But fae couldn’t find any wounds. The man bleeding out without a single wound fae could see on his body. Unsure of what to do, fae tried to compress the skin, stop the bleeding. It was impossible. The man’s skin simply oozed blood in any place fae wasn’t compressing, and bled through the bandages when she held them to the skin.

It was then that fae realized fae couldn’t save him. The other gang members must have realized as well, because the person with the knife now pressed the blade to Hibana’s neck, blood beading where the sharp metal pierced the skin. They demanded that fae heal him, or that they would kill faer. Fae tried to explain that there was nothing fae could do, but they just pressed the blade harder. Fae closed faer eyes, vowing fae would die silently. Fae wouldn’t beg for mercy, wouldn’t cry out. Fae was ready.

When the gang member let out a harsh cry and Hibana felt the blade slit open faer throat, fae felt a small smile pass over faer face. It was time. It felt like the cruelest joke the universe had ever played on anyone when fae was given faer mechanism. Fae never wanted to live, fae was ready to go, and yet was forced to live on, immortal, and trapped.

That’s why fae refused to trust faer shipmates. Fae occasionally found faerself caring for the others, only for some minor altercation to happen that shattered faer fragile trust. Fae still cared for the others, but fae sure as hell wasn’t going to suffer for it. So, most days fae hid up in faer quarters, packing the shelves with books and building faer nest, hiding away in comfortable solitude. Fae still helped the others when asked with the tech issues, as fae was probably the most knowledgeable in the area, but fae despised every second of it.

Fae also hid to not show faer weakness. The smallest things could trigger a panic response, leaving faer frozen in flashbacks, never sure what around faer was real. Simple words or phrases would leave faer grabbing at faer throat, clutching that blasted thing that forced fae to live, nails ripping at it in a pointless attempt to make it all stop.

But fae never told anyone, so it was easier to just hide in faer nest, safe behind this mask of an uncaring persona. Fae would do anything for faer shipmates, but fae never let faerself get close. It just wasn’t worth the risk.

For reference, the gang is ダークスター (Dākusutā) which roughly translates to dark star and the librarian is 軽い希望 (Karui kibō) that means light of hope,or light hope, but the idea of a light of hope sorta thing

If i remember right, Hibana’s name meant shimmer in darkness.

more info!!

just so yall know, hibana's natural hair and eye colors are blue, so its not that fae dyes it or somethin, fae doesnt have control over it. basically fae doesnt wear bright colors because it reminds faer of faer planet, but fae cant change the fact that faer hair and eyes are colorful, at least not without putting in tons of effort that fae doesnt want to put in to change it

also since faer veins are faer mechanism, faer blood (or ig what you could consider faer blood) actually shimmers and sorta glows like the mechanism on faer neck. so, theoretically, if fae were to blush, fae would basically glow like blues and purples. theoretically. also theoretically, if you were to look closely at faer in the dark, fae almost shimmers a little bit, but very faintly. the most noticable thing you see in the dark is the fact that faer eyes glow, but very coldly, and if fae makes eye contact with you, you probably wont be very calm, you'll probably start freaking the fuck out. its kinda creepy

#the mechanisms #mechs #mechsona #hibana kage

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