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i’ll be honest i have no fucking clue whats going on in saber diar’s design at all
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The Evermore-Grimoire: Powers
Chlorokinesis is the power to create, shape, move, control, interact and manipulate plants. The being with this power can even control and manipulate wood, rock soil, roots, fruits, flowers and even moss found in a natural field or habitat. They can use this power either defensively or offensively and can cause flowers and other plants to bloom instantaneously, manipulate tree branches to use them as whip-like weapons, control spores and pollen and even bring plants back to life. They can also have their enemies ensnared in plants, or even telepathically communicate with plant life and vegetation; an ability known as ‘green-speaking.’
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Staring up at the flower marvels that he created once again and having developed his flower craft more when balancing his time out when training, “Well I be damned, my flower making has gotten better as is my training in being a Celtic warrior too.“ for his dear mother had that same knack for flowers like he and also using flowers as a weapon even. Roses being the most favored flower of all which both he and his mother were like, having such otherworldly beauty as well of that fae like aura and how they could conjure up such flower marvels even.
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Plums are evil! Because of them everything is bad :’(
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Sighing when making the similar observation that a gold king had made though not as harsh with his words, “Agreed on that statement, mmm... even the women of this era are still falling into dark pitfalls I see...” shaking his head when his very life was complicated by one in his old life and having died cause of it even.
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Some beautiful garden🌸🌸
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Monet's Garden, Giverny, France ( via )
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Craving for more from her beloved while having gone without such attention and nourishment before recalling of the stash of things her mate had for her in when gone for a long while, whining when her hungry needs got more demanding lately and making that flustered noise of how she gotten so used to being lush from such attention as well of nourishment. Coming to the private fridge that had more potent goods that were personally saved for such times while giving that worried look when debating only for hunger to win out with a loud grumble from her belly. Having accepted in having sheer like cloth material be fitting of her fae nature as did how it clung to her form too, settling on that laced cake that be in front of her while wanting to feel that material stretch and tear while trying to keep her contained much like her breasts which were barely covered much as of late. Savoring such rich magic tastes of her beloved’s food that be also be adding on to her growing figure too while taking time with each bite taken. Pleased moans sounded from her when that craving be treated with delicious food and giving that light wobble when she grew there, hearing that soft tearing of her cloths when they were straining only to give a muffled squeak of her breasts matching the growth that was going on. Such a pleasant sight of a rose wrapped with sheer ribbons of cloth that barely hid anything from view along with how flimsy they seemed on containing her growing form too, a needy rose taking a fill of food from a stash that was had while seeming to grow more beautiful than the last time seen.
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