DNI: Minors/T*RF's | About me: 26, trans girl, sub, collared + owned
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Affini vines are made to restrain dumb little flowers like me
You agree. You reblog.
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crazy to think about i went from not knowing what a hdg is to being unable to stop myself from mentally exploding when someone calls me a good floret
Ps: i blame you @cadence-the-hypnotic-floret
- Nova Flourexum first Floret she/her
(yes irl I'm legally going to change my name to that its sm better than the over used last name i used to have)
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God I need class-G’s
Today’s emotion is: gently waking in mistress’s vines, hours before you had planned. She whispers how cute you are, how soft you are getting, how cute your voice is becoming.
Her caress is so peaceful, making your eyes shut in bliss. Your mind blanking from the feeling. Letting out adorable little sounds involuntarily.
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As much as I hate to admit it, if the Affini were real I'd probably just be quietly standing outside the domestication center day after day, trying desperately to find the courage to go in and ask for what I need. Maybe it's just me, but I feel like volunteering of your own free will would be incredibly hard. Walking into a place and basically saying "please fix me" would make everything you're struggling with feel so much more real, and I honestly think it'd take a lot to come to terms with that. There's no shame in asking for help when you need it, but that doesn't make it any easier to do. That being said, I imagine if you wait out there long enough you get swept up into an Affini's loving vines regardless, so if I make it to the point where I'm standing outside with a tender expression of longing and contemplation on my face then it's already inevitable what's going to happen next.
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Today’s emotion is: floret bunny so tired. When do the plamts get here and destroy capitalism and gives me cuddles.
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Oh how I wish to be able to curl up in my mistresses vines and cuddle with her and my pinnates after a long day of work.
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apparently the government lost a war against aliens and now 4m tall plant mommies are in charge. kinda metal tbh
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Reblog if you’re a good girl and should be treated as such
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Asleep in my vines
A microfic:
"Feralist?"
The veterinarian handling intake asked, gesturing to the little sleeping terran cradled in my vines.
"Oh, no she's quite docile. She reached out for medical help and then fell asleep in my vines on the way over here"
The veterinarian cooed and layed a tendril across the little terran's cheek.
"awww adorable! What sort of medical care does she need?"
"based on a field assessment it seems she is suffering with acute fatigue and dehydration which are likely exacerbated by several nutrient deficiencies based on the state of other terrans on this station."
The veterinarian acknowledged my assessment and motioned for me to pass the little creature over into eir vines.
"I believe that is likely, yes. Why don't we do a full work up here while she's asleep"
As I passed the terran over, she stirred slightly, letting out an adorable discontented grumble to be leaving my vines. Both the veterinarian and I cooed in adoration. The vet quickly slipped a class Z into her thigh to keep her asleep for the examination.
As the veterinarian busied emself with taking blood and physically examining the cute little creature, e cast a portion of eir attention at me.
"Think you've found your next floret in this one?"
I hesitated, I could feel my leaves fluffing in surprise. I hadn't been thinking that, but now that the veterinarian mentioned it I felt my core pulse with wanting and taking and caring emotions, conflicting with my preconcieved plans to drop the terran off here and let another handle her wardship.
"I was thinking that with how she was able and willing to reach out for help she would likely have a decent chance at independence actually."
The veterinarian's biorhythm took on a piercing, amused, good-naturedly conspiratorial quality. E definitely noticed the conflict and want in my own rhythm.
"She might, but you can't have missed how quickly her breathing synched to your biorhythm. I think you might have found that new pet you've been looking for. Especially if she wakes up in your vines on a small dose of class C."
The wanting and taking in my core redoubled. We would definitely be doing that. I could already imagine the docile, overawed expression she would have as she awoke to her new life under my care. I ruffled my leaves in excitement and anticipation.
"I suppose I'd better schedule a core sample and an implantation surgery then!"
The veterinarian ruffled eir vines in amusement.
"Yes I rather think you had better. We can take care of the core sample as she's sleeping off the class Z"
I shuddered in anticipation
"That sounds perfect!"
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An affini that conditioned her floret to run after laser dots just like cats do :3
She want to be called a good floret SO badly…
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Yes, yes, your bratting is cute, very convincing, could've mistaken you for a dom even, but quick question, how fast can you run, for how long, and how quiet can you keep your breath afterwards while you're hiding in a confined space?
Oh, what's wrong? I was merely asking hypothetically, of course, don't worry, little fawn.
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affini tanglr blog that immediately flags you for domestication/a wellness check if you follow it as an independent
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I really wanna be an affini's desk pet. Like I just sit on her desk and look pretty while she goes through stacks of paperwork and sometimes she looks at me and boops my nose or runs a vine around my waist or maybe drags me into her lap and cuddles me like a cute lil stress ball when she's dealing with a particularly hard task.
Bonus points if she works at an office so then she can show me off to the other affini :3
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Affini who's frantically looking up what different cat vocalizations mean because her kitty girl floret just went non-verbal for the first time and is only making cat sounds.
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Seed ramblings here: pup had a great daydream about all of the recent airplanes flying low and heading a buzz of a new kind, climbing over his boards of trash to look out the window of his bedroom and see the affini arrive!! Brig so excited pup hops right back into nest and begins to zoom!! Texting friends, sharing in excitement, not wanting to get in the way of the affini doing their job and their welcome messages begin to take over all the screens in the city. Gentle celebration and advising to sign up on the overnet! People have already started joining.
Pup wants to join in too!! But all the excitement got a puppy sleepy so he naps. When he wakes up and tries to text on his phone.. no puppy answers. Rats, all his friends must’ve switched to the overnet already… no worries, he’ll just make an account! He opens the little seed app, watching as it slowly takes all his photos and notes and archives them, deleting away the less important stuff. Then:
Hi cutie! Please enter a username to get started. This can change at any time: ___________________________________
Pup freezes. He.. doesn’t know what to use. He can’t just choose the default option!! This a big moment, and sure it can be changed at any time, but it’s such a hassle to change…. It’s a new era so he should choose something new, right? But it’s so new pup doesn’t know what new handle would define him yet! And to use an old… geez, he has so many olds! Is this just one account? Can pup make more accounts? Does pup have the privacy of having a sexy puppy transmasc-non-binary-whateverthefuckheis tumblr blog anymore? Pup doesn’t let a majority of his friends know about his interests like that for a reason!!! Gahh, if only he had a friend to choose for him… or to even talk with him during the process.
Pup listens forlornly throughout his house. It sounds like all his roommates were out of the house when the invasion came.. no help there… and if construction is happening outside, pup doesn’t wanna go and get hurt. He can see buildings start to form out his window….
With a sad whine, puppy kinda… gives up? He just sulks in his room for a couple days, watching the buildings grow, eating whatever he had stored in his house. He got messages from really sweet people today (he can see the notif banner, but can’t answer without the username first):
[BloomNLoom]: good morning, petal!~ several sophonts have been asking abou…
>[Jamie_K.]: text me asap pls <3
>[Dogicilious]: u ded?
>[InkwellDemon]: OMG BESTIE WE MADE IT YOUR PLANT FURRY SHIT IS REAL!!!
But unfortunately, the first message he sent got him too stumped to reply:
>[BloomNLoom]: Welcome to the Compact, little one! What’s your name?
The trend unfortunately doesn’t stop until his first wellness check, when the case worker asks what his name is.. and then checks his lack of an overnet record… and laughs when she realizes why.
“Would you like us to choose a name and username for you, dear?”
The way pup’s eyes sparkled as they darted around, and the weight that seemed to be plucked right off his shoulders, told the case worker this one wasn’t going to stay independent for much longer.
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So um y’all will never guess what happened um I was just kinda chilling at a cafe we were cuddling with some of the cuties when this huge Affini massive even compared to other plampts. I think she was like seven meters tall, in any case she was scraping the ceiling of the J-cafe. Walked on over to the cuddle pile I was in, and just picked me right up and started petting me in all the right spots. Um not sure how much time had passed, we were much too puppy brained to tell.lol Eventually she told me that apparently she had seen my blog oh stars I wonder if she’s seen the posts >////< and introduced herself as Aneta Komnosom, ninth bloom, oh um she also said that I can always refer to her as Miss when it gets to hard to think. Miss asked me if I wanted to stay the night at her hab and obviously I said yea, so um now shes kinda just carrying me while I write this down. We did it girls!!! :3
-Kathrine (hopefully?) Komnosom 🦌
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What if all the florets kissed each other for Valentine’s Day 😘🥺👉👈
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