#savageorchids

[hirearanseian]

@savageorchids​ on god we gonna get you some sleep bro

When Ruolan needs a break of any kind from building Chrysalia back up, enter the sex gang. Shōhei falls on his old standby of “distract with sex”. His seduction - if it can still be called such - has none of the finesse of his days at the burlesque club. He’s after results, and the bulk of his propositions can be traced out in steps 1) not outright imply sex but pretty clearly imply sex, 2) if step one doesn’t work show tits.

If Shōhei isn’t persuasive enough or is otherwise occupied, enter Aiko. All of Aiko’s fucks burned up in the fire along with most of her flesh. When she senses a threat to Ruolan’s R&R time or well-being, she insults the interloper to their face for maximum damage. She’ll go after their looks, their personality, their family, their morals, in any order.

Should neither of them get results? They’ve got teenage girls Kana and Yumi in the wings. As anyone will tell you, teenage girls are the meanest most vindictive people on the planet. Last line of defense? The gremlin Hiina.

[oleasters]

@savageorchids​: "...A binder full of the same cute guy? I can't say if you're depressed or not, but you've got good taste."

She nods, expression still intense. “They’re all signed as well...”

As if to demonstrate, she carefully removes one of the cards and offers it out to Ruolan. Indeed, the image (of not just the aforementioned cute guy, but also Oleana herself) bears the name ROSE in blocky letters.

[wingsmashed]

@savageorchids

“So, this is Chrysalia?” Graham mumbled to himself, glancing around at the so-called nation of bug types. His own Masquerain was buzzing around him curiously, keeping an eye out for any delicious flowers to get sweet nector from. Unfortunately, it would have to wait as Graham had an appointment to make.

The man met with those who would guide him to meet with the warlord, a Miss Diao Ruolan. He’d heard much about her from gossip in Dragnor, but he had no idea how much of it was salacious and how much of it was true. Either way, he’d be sure to keep any judgements to himself.

Upon entering the meeting room, Graham bowed to her before going to take his seat. His Masquerain slowly lowered to rest on the ground next to him, wings lowering in its own semblence of a bow.

“Thank you for having me. I’ve come on behalf of Unova to discuss trade deals. The silk made here is impressive and has the potential to be valuable. I cannot make any deals on my own, but once the Unovan traders arrive here, I will be glad to translate for you.”

[sleepy-strategist]

@savageorchids

Hanbei was on the cusp of slumber when the faint sound of rustling papers permeated his sleepy brain. His brows furrowed in annoyance at the disturbance, but it was only when the rustling started again that he realised that someone uninvited was in his quarters.

He froze where he lay beneath the sheets, keeping his eyes shut as naturally as he could. Whoever it was, they were pretty skilled- moving papers around without making any noise was near impossible. The rustling was so minimal it was a miracle he’d even heard it in the first place. He concentrated on the source for a few moments; it sounded like they were looking for something amongst his strategic documents that were strewn across his writing desk.

This was certainly not a run-of-the-mill thief. They were looking for something of tactical value, not monetary.

Either way, Hanbei had no intention of simply lying there and letting his work get stolen. That’d mean writing it out all over again, and he was absolutely not in the mood for that.

He suddenly sat bolt upright in his bed, his eyes fixed on the intruder.

“You know, if you wanted to admire my genius so badly, you could’ve at least asked first.” He called out casually, a smirk spreading on his lips.

[poisonacecharlotte]

@savageorchids​ liked this post for a starter

“That’s a super Pretty Scolipede! is he ok being pet?”

[mononezu]

@savageorchids​

New faces weren’t much of a common sight in Spikemuth-- people seemed to either forget it exists or passed by entirely-- something Piers was setting out to fix, but... It sure didn’t seem like he was picking up much traction. Awful. But that’s how life was sometimes. He just needed to put his head in his music a little more. But this was besides the point.

It was a quiet moment for once, team Yell was off, out and about on the streets, his own form sitting on his stage, papers spread out, his Toxtricity lifting his head slowly when approached. For a new face, he couldn’t help but find her almost familiar. But where had he seen this stranger? Maybe it was at the bar last night? He remembers it vaguely, a few other musicians had gathered there for a small show. Maybe that was it.

“Oi. If ya lookin’ for a battle, s’not th’best time. New gym leader’s out an’ about today.” He’d cover for his sister like he always did, but... He’d rather not. “She’s busy an’ all that.”

[streetsteel]

Jay smells like Old Spice and sweat. But like, clean workout kind of sweat, not funky BO sweat. Also, cat dander.

DOES IS JAY STIMKY — ACCEPTING

YEP THATS ALSO HITTING THE NAIL ON THE HEAD we can hear the aerosol can going pshhhhhhh but also clean sweat after a workout and just before a shower is kind of underrated like. Just a good musky before turning on that hot water. 

Also cat dander is making me LAUGH because at this point, with the cat squad... If you're allergic to cats, chances are you're also allergic to Jay.

[lvsamine]

She smells like citrus, jasmine, and the sting ray petting tank at an aquarium.

sniff sniff // accepting

I love how specific this is. String ray petting tank is so specific but I’ll be DAMNED if I don’t know exactly what you mean and I want you to know that you’re right.

[odatodeath]

[quixoticnexus]

@savageorchids​ answered your ask “[Adrian] ( HAND ) u3u”

   A year of being a warlord wasn’t much experience at all, and Ruolan was still getting used to being treated with reverence. Being referred to with a proper title still flustered her, being bowed to even more so, but this-

   “O-oh, hey. Thank…you?” Her ears reddened as her hand was taken, the man sweeping down to press his lips to the back of it. It didn’t hurt that he was good-looking, but her hand shook a little in his grasp, her other hand lifting to shield her face.

   “Nice to meet you too…?”

Adrian smirked and gave yet another bow. “Do excuse me if that was improper, milady. I’m still trying to understand the customs here. For you see, I am a traveler hailing from the West, come to see Ransei’s many wonders personally. When I heard stories of the fabled treasure of Chrysalia, I wasn’t aware that it was a beautiful, powerful woman instead of a jewel.~”

[goromaddogmajima]

@savageorchids​

“The fuck’d ya say about my Jigglypuff?”

[oleasters]

@savageorchids​: the way you write unapologetically toxic women makes my heart so, so happy and i hope you know that.

idk if i would say “unapologetically” because self-hatred is still a big theme on Oleana’s blog and my Lusamine blog was characterized mostly by these probably repetitive and embarrassingly long, angsty soliloquies about the nature of abuse and grief and longing and regret......they do kinda feel bad about it even though they continue to act this way...? my...apologetically toxic women?? 😔

but i thank you for your ongoing support. you love to see a true feminist

[beguilingfury]

 @savageorchids​   ♡’d   for   a   small   thing   !

 she’s   too   preoccupied   with   attempting   to   WEAVE   HER   WAY   through   the   bustling   streets   of   valora   to   really   pay   that   much   attention   to   the   immediate   surroundings   ,   lord   ieyasu’s   arceus   proving   to   be   far   quicker   than   she’d   initially   anticipated   ,   a   flurry   of   white   &&   gold   amongst   the   crowd   of   townspeople.   her   limbs   ache   with   fatigue   ,   &&   the   nearby   bench   looks   particularly   appealing   ,   yet   her   lord’s   disappointment   would   surely   be   far   more   disheartening   —   a   sentiment   that   distracts   her   temporarily   ,   but   long   enough   to   sprint   directly   into   an   unfortunate   passerby.   TODAY   REALLY   ISN’T   HER   DAY.   ❛   ah   ,   i’m   sorry   !   i’m   so   sorry   !   ❜

[trickandmxgic]

Regrets?

@savageorchids​ & @serenegraces​ (pushed these asks together since the subject matter was close ENOUGH SDFJHGSDFHJGS)

“My my, regret is on everyone’s mind today.”

Jia lets out some smooth laughter,  “Regret is not something I deal with often, but I would be lying to everyone if I stood here and said I bore none whatsoever.” Jia wished he had no regrets to bare, but regrets he had indeed, and after reaching into his coat for a bottle of wine to sip from, he elaborates.

          “There are many things that have not gone my way, just like everyone else,” for all that Jia’s intelligence could account for, some things, some feelings, were simply unavoidable, ”and I do wish I could change some of those things; people I could have met, opportunities I could have taken, friendships I could have saved, hearts I could have avoided breaking, deaths I could have prevented...” Jia, sipping from that bottle of wine, closes his eyes, his smile becoming somewhat somber as he falls into silence for a few moments.

  Jia, opening his eyes and taking another sip of wine, breaks his silence soon enough however, saying, “Although, that is the crux of the problem is it not? The problem with ‘regret’-- could have. With regret, there is always the assumption that a situation would have been better with a change of direction, and that is all it can be, an assumption. I can run the scenarios through my mind thousands of times every day, and think of all the ways things could have been better, but at the end of the day, I can and never will know for sure.” That in and of itself could be torturous, forever fixating on what he will never know, and it was a torture Jia had so far avoided. “That is why I try not to dwell on my regrets; there is no use in being petrified by and chained to a past I cannot change.“ The keyword here was try, however, as Jia would go on to emphasize, “I am only human after all, and because of this, I will have moments of weakness where those could haves and would haves come around to visit,” Jia, quickly perking up, winks, and in a more confident tone, continues, “but nothing ever sticks~ The road ahead of me is far too bright to dwell on any heartache from yesteryear.”

          Jia finishes off his bottle of wine and then lays on his back, one foot crossed over the other without a care in the world as he lets out a relieved sigh, “Perhaps, when I am finally drawing my last breaths, my mind will find itself reaching for those could haves and would haves one final time, but even then, I am sure the spectacle that will have been my life shall eclipse those regrets tenfold~” Jia would make sure of that, too, that his life, no matter how short, would be a spectacle, and in many ways his life already was one, but there was always room to expand! That is why day by day, Jia would continue to live his life to it’s fullest, and not let anyone, or anything (regrets included) hold him back from doing so....

[tsushimanoonryo]

Could Kill You, but is Still a Cinnamon Roll

What type of cinnamon roll...

[poisonacecharlotte]

savageorchids said: ♥

Send me a ♥ and I’ll fill out

If we kissed? [] Quickie. [] Tongue. [ ♥ ] Softly bite your lip. [] We wouldn’t. [] Long and meaningful. [] Let’s hit up the bedroom. [] You remember last time? [] Awkward… [] Lol no.

Would I go out with you? [ ♥ ] Yes, definitely. [] No. [] I want to, but it wouldn’t work. [] Maybe. [] Nope, you’re like family. [] You’re cute, but probably not. [] Just simply not my type. [] If I knew you better. [] Already did. [] I don’t know.

If we took a picture together, we’d be… [ ♥ ] Hugging each other. [] Just chilling. [] Holding hands. [] Kissing. [ ♥ ] Acting dumb. [] Normal picture. [] You holding me from behind.

You are… [] Cute/Pretty. [] Good looking. [] Sexy. [ ♥ ] All of the above

You + me + room = … [ ♥ ] Movies. [ ♥ ] Cuddling. [ ♥ ] Hanging out. [] Kissing. [ ♥ ] Playing games. [ ♥ ] Everything. [] Wouldn’t let you in.

You should… [ ♥ ] Hit me up. [] Be mine. [ ♥ ] Marry me. [] Reblog this so I can send you a heart. [] be studying

If we got married, I’d… [] Divorce you. [ ♥ ] Make kids. [] Take your money and bounce. [] Smash every day. [] I would cheat on you. [ ♥ ] Be faithful. [] Kill you in your sleep [] We wouldn’t