pollen scatter

Play a botanist wizard and flavor all your spells as plant magic. Longstrider? Vines wrap around your legs like an exoskeleton, making you faster. Shield? A flower bud on your person blooms suddenly, deflecting a blow. Lightning Bolt? Generated by static in spontaneous cotton fluff that makes you look like a death-dispensing sheep. Illusions? Caused by floating pollen, scattering light to create something unreal. Need some undead minions? Check out the Myconids and their Spore Servants, or maybe the Yellow Musk Creeper from 3.5


Neville Cina (N. Cina, from the word encina/encinal, which relates to oak trees).

Neville is a botanist who specializes in mutating and weaponizing plants (especially those that are inherently carnivorous), which he then affectionately refers to as his ‘darlings’ or ‘little ones’.

The deformity of his body is a result of inhaling toxic spores and fumes from an experiment he was working on at the time. He was tasked with finding a means to cure an unknown fungus that was destroying a forest, and he worked with oak genes as they seemed to be more resilient. From this, he created something volatile.

The fungus that resides in and on him is parasitic, and as a result he is essentially turning into a tree. To combat this, he constantly supplies himself with a prototype antidote from a pump implanted into his wrist, but all it does is slow its progress. The fungus and tree bark on him are potentially contagious to all living things, but the antidote suppresses this as well by rendering the scattered pollen and spores dormant.

As the fungus has spread through his brain, he has grown increasingly more eccentric. He has taken an unnatural interest in carnivorous plants and began experimenting on them, mutating them with the same serum that changed him. His favourite specimens are venus fly traps.

Both the parasite and the serum are taxing, and in turn he is sluggish and tires quickly. He is craven and has no qualms making his cowardice known by throwing others in harms way if it means his safety. Despite this, he is (normally) friendly, warm, and extremely social. He can be overly affectionate, and has little consideration for personal space.

He needs a lot of sunlight and gravitates to warmth, and the leaves on his head and face change according to the seasons.

(I am still working on a colour scheme for him ( ´~`))

anonymous asked:

How do treefolk reproduce?

Probably the same way trees reproduce, which is mostly by scattering pollen into the wind or through symbiotic relationships with pollen-carrying animals. Some trees are sexed, some are hermaphroditic, some vary the gametes they produce depending on the environment. Some trees can self-replicate, others require cross-pollination.

Treefolk would not bang like most animals.


Roserade - Alola Form

Roserade in the Alola region thrive under the stars and moonlight, leading them to bloom beautifully in the morning. Their petals twinkle like the morning stars, and are a pleasant view to wake up to on the islands of Alola. Marvelous sight as this is, however, Alolan Roserade have been classified as an invasive species in habitats situated in other regions. As such, it’s illegal to remove the Alolan Roserade from the Alola region without a licensed Pokédex and Trainer’s Card. However, Alolan Roserade are fiercely loyal, and to defend their Trainers, they will lash out with vines twisted taut into a lance-like form to pierce offenders!

Astral Blade is an Ability that causes the Pokémon’s Physical attacks to calculate off of its Special Attack stat.

Budew - Alola Form

Alolan Budew are actually nocturnal; they developed this way to get an edge over other Grass-type Pokémon who thrive in Alola’s abundant sunlight. The Alolan Budew is happiest in dry areas where there is lots of open space for the moon and stars to shine down upon it. When the bud on its head blossoms, that means it’s close to evolution! If disturbed, it will scatter pollen that causes intense sneezing, and, in some cases, hallucinations.

One Wish

Summery: Amidst the pain and suffering caused by the war Lucy had only one wish.

Prompt: Flower


A/N: Hi everyone, this an entry for Nalu Fluff Week. I filled it with all the mushy good stuff that I can see happening between Natsu and Lucy. I hope you all enjoy it, it made me feel fuzzy inside writing it haha. Please take a moment to listen to the song I chose to accompany this fic, it really does add to the feeling (link). I will edit later if I spot any mistakes. I pictured this fic as occurring further down the timeline from my last fic ‘Your Hands Are Warm’ (link).


It was amazing what change a year could bring to a life. Lucy Heartfilia’s specifically. One moment she was in Crocus, the next she was once fighting next to her dragon slayer. The war was devastating for Fairy Tail as it had been for the entirety of Fior. Lucy especially didn’t like the memories of how much Natsu was made to suffer. Zeref had made it his mission to make Natsu howl in despair, which he achieved. Lucy and Natsu never brought it up, never shared what happened with the rest of the guild. It was still too fresh, too painful, too intimate. 

Zeref delivered her bloody body to his feet, having figured out Natsu’s biggest trigger, the chink in his armor. Lucy opened her eyes to see Natsu in a terrifying merge of draconic and demonic power. The pure force of his magic power sent shivers up her spine despite the inferno heating the room. No one could mistake the unadulterated rage on his face as he clutched her to his chest, flames dancing around them. Natsu’s heat warmed her soul in that moment, giving her strength to fight the bitter chill Zeref’s death magic had left on her. It was like something clicked between them, the bond they shared bloomed into an incredible amalgamation of magic.

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