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flcurishing-blog · 7 years ago

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⌜adelaide kane, cisfemale (she/her) , 27, & demeter ⌟ · ˚ . did you just see ALYSSA BLAIR go by? SHE can definitely be pretty RESENTFUL whenever they’re in a rush; then again, when i ran into HER last week, SHE was actually quite CARING. they must be late - working as a BOTANIST isn’t easy around here. the ZEALOUS has a tendency to blast WEEDS by MARINA AND THE DIAMONDS from their place in the NECTAR district of town.

hello children, it me, vivi (she/her) and i’m old and as it is late in here, so i’m probably in bed right now (i work full time in the weekdays and have class all day tomorrow so bear with me). i’ll be playing demeter’s reincarnation, local plant ho, petty pretty binch and mom friend, alyssa. you can find a small profile for her in here, and i’ll also be talking about her under the cut. i’d appreciate immensely if you could like this post so i can rush to your inbox for some luv.

alyssa was born in scotland, to parents whose small plough field provided for their family for allegedly generations. her father was a hard, roughened man & her mum was a softie who made the best out of her conditions; all of the blair worked on the field in their own way, with a young alyssa running to bring her da bread and lunch or spending her afternoons riding with him in his tractor

when she was about ten, her mother got terribly ill, and eventually ended up passing away. that, plus the horrible harvests the blair have had (partially due to craig’s inability to keep up with technology and need to remain with his own old beliefs and traditions), caused the father and daughter to get all the remaining funds they had and move to america – a small town named edendale. there was no large agriculture fields in there, but they had enough money to open a small flower shop, which was the closest shit to what they knew to do

things were, the least to say, rough. her father was stubborn and harsh, and wasn’t the most present nor caring father, although he never left his daughter hungry and, to his late wife’s advice (the only one he had ever heard), kept a college fund for alyssa even in the most difficult moments. she chose botany for her major then, which only seemed fit – not only because of her family’s inclinations and her own heritage, but alyssa did always adore the nature

almost done with her studies, she found herself pregnant. the dude and her were not in good terms, and she was rather young, with a whole life ahead of her, but alyssa wanted to keep it. with all her might and will, she wanted that baby and she loved it from the moment she found its existence to (today) the moment of its demise, not three months in the term. it was hard on her – while her body healed, her mind did not, and she wallowed in a deep depression that had her pulling out of school and taking a year off

when her little sabbatical finally ended, she returned to school and finished her courses, got a job and a flat. something in her head changed, though, or maybe the less soften bits of her had just been in the dark for too long – the sweet girl was not always sweet now, and now she had sharper edges, an inclination not to bend to others as easily, to allow herself to feel: anger, sadness, happiness, whatever it was.

to this day she suffers from a severe case of seasonal depression, so it’s not completely weird if the girl is at one moment quieter, another snapping, another blabbing about a new acquisition by the town’s botanical garden. that’s where she works, close with the plants and with people as well, rarely missing an opportunity to showcase her passion for the flora and teach ways to protect and care for it (and scold you if you do not)

on the weekends, she works on her father’s old flower shop, that is still open and is managed by someone (an open plot??) she trusts. it is in a much better place financially too, and it is known even in the wealthiest parts of town as somewhere that can provide for all your nature needs

there are also plants in her apartment, and she is always surrounded by them – her poor roommate (brianna/athena) suffers greatly from all the green babies on the floors, on the walls, on the counters; she also grows her own herbs and mixes for “miraculous” teas. you can always find something in her bag too: she carries organic fruits daily, and does not fail on offering them to whoever it is.

the mom friend tbh??? cares about everyone and anyone, and often tries to make sure even random people are fine, eating healthy enough. it’s just an instinct, one she had long before even getting pregnant. you young? she mums you. you old? she mums you. you same age? SHE MUMS YOU. YOU GET IT. ironically, she’s not that great with romantic relationships, and doesn’t know if she will ever be an actual mother again.

does not forget anything too??? she remembers everything people have done to her, good or bad, and she does not let it go, and it influences greatly on how she treats the person (@hades looking at u boi)

overall, she’s a little broken, a little moody but has a lot of love, environmental advice, bread and oranges to give so hit her up!!!

#edens:intro #tw parental death #tw miscarriage #tw depression #many;;;; things but better to make sure #n. — 〔 agelasta 〕#iii. — 〔 rigg and furrow 〕#this is lq garbage but i was excited anyways?? yikes

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flcurishing-blog · 7 years ago

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antony, circe

Shakespearean Character Ask Meme: open!

ANTONY: What bad habits do you need to break?

MISMATCHED EYES STARING INTO HERS are the first thing that come to mind at the question, and the brunette tastes gal as she tries to shake the image off. she was in control of that, she has been telling herself for years now. “spending hours doing my nails and almost the same amount of time complaining when they’re ruined by dirt.” it’s what the replies, not completely lying. “forgetting where i put my keys, and (or) trying to make my bedroom a full greenhouse. it’s getting a little too crowded these days, and i just don’t have enough windows.”

CIRCE: Would you rather be loved or feared?

“ARE BOTH JUST NOT POSSIBLE?” certainly there was a way not to be a complete push over and have some will on them – no one is just calm nor just furious, she knows it first hand. “sometimes feared, sometimes loved….just the right amount, on the right time. sounds good to me.” the brunette shrugs.

#ii. — 〔 HYMNS 〕#iii. — 〔 RIGG AND FURROW 〕#moonstrvcks #tysm for this bb!!!!!#ft. aleksander thorn

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