I think she crunched him twice, pounded him into a wall, THROUGH a wall, AND he’s well aware that she doesn’t seem to have an upper bound on how destructive she can get, nor an upper bound on how much control she has over said power. Any one of those would have most men running for the hills three continents away.
(You can admire her flowers, but for the love of your life do not mention them to her (or anyone who might tell her (which is just about everyone) so keep quiet) for now. Odds are you will know the moment when you might survive telling her how beautiful her flowers are…)
I didn’t know where I was to go but my feet kept me walking and I find myself, here, nuzzling your neck- awash in your sent and intoxicated by your aromas…
Opps; sorry, got too far advanced for the principals of note…
Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
He’s the one
Who like all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don’t know what it means
Don’t know what it means
And I say
He’s the one
Who like all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don’t know what it means
Don’t know what it means
And I say yeah
I wonder if it is about time for Castela to suffer a gender change? This might make her want to go punch a particular wall that has a (temporary) curse on it? I wonder if that could help her deal with Reginald/Hiroshi with less drama for a while? (I have just been waiting around for a particularly untimely run-in with that wall…)
Aah-ha-ha-ha-haaa! I love it when she ‘blushes’!
A better term might be ‘blooms’
Well, she IS at that age when it’s common to have growth spurts…
Could this be considered a strain of Hanahaki Disease?
Run away! Run away SCREAMING!
…And trailing flower petals as she does so…
It’s simultaneously more and less innocuous than the ‘ear boners’ and feeling ‘horny’.
I was wondering if/when he’d show up again.
Oh, Castela, he’s the boyfriend you wanted. He survived a crunching in your hand, and you freed him from a Fae curse. Don’t run away!
Oh, and Hiroshi, don’t just stand there. Put her at ease.
Yeah, standing around won’t help. She’ll have to start running to catch up first.
Ooops. Sorry. Got gender mixup.
I think she crunched him twice, pounded him into a wall, THROUGH a wall, AND he’s well aware that she doesn’t seem to have an upper bound on how destructive she can get, nor an upper bound on how much control she has over said power. Any one of those would have most men running for the hills three continents away.
Why do I hope Hiroshi’s mother is Loraine Fosglove?
Er, Lorraine Foshlove.
Er, Foxglove.
It’s tired, and I’m late…
Lorraine and Calista are both short and dark, for what it’s worth.
Hiroshi could take after his father.
Well if Lorraine Foxglove is his mom then he and Cricket are cousins. Great way to get the great Fae destroyer in the royal family.
Sudden onset reproductive organs on your head must be embarrassing.
Isn’t puberty wonderful?
I’ve been reading ‘Girling Up’ by M. Bialik (of ‘Blossom’, ‘the Big Bang Theory’, & her own PhD fame.) Its a trip…
The child Castela is blossoming into womanhood…
Her lips say no, but her flowers say yes. (But listen to the lips, Hiroshi.)
(You can admire her flowers, but for the love of your life do not mention them to her (or anyone who might tell her (which is just about everyone) so keep quiet) for now. Odds are you will know the moment when you might survive telling her how beautiful her flowers are…)
I didn’t know where I was to go but my feet kept me walking and I find myself, here, nuzzling your neck- awash in your sent and intoxicated by your aromas…
Opps; sorry, got too far advanced for the principals of note…
So he does go to Gryphon High…
All the cool para kids go to Gryphon!
Did Monica and Shelly go to Gryphon High?
Likely not, since they didn’t discover they were paras until they were grown up.
Monica used to be nothing more than a bog-standard human with an unusually hands-on connection to her inner demons.
If you’re going to San Francisco…
Nice reference for us older readers! 8 points for you.
Always thought that was one of the most beautiful tunes.
That makes a nice melody, taken down in tempo and done instrumental…
Got to wondering what color the roses are in Castela’s hair (if they are roses).
Well, if they are blue I’m sure someone will accuse her of dying them…
They are White, white with slightly Pink edges. While an invigorating & heady Citrus abounds, the Earth tones and true Herbals have yet to present.
Give her time… Time abides.
It’s always great to see love, in bloom.
“Can it be the trees that fills the breeze with rare and magic perfume? Oh, no, it isn’t the breeze, it’s love in bloom.”
Yes sir, Mr. Benny!
That last panel is just wonderful.
Did anybody else notice that ‘stela is blushing in the second panel. 😊😍
At least it’s less embarrassing than having your wings pop out!
And that’s Daylla blushing.
Or maybe I’m wrong.
Daylla has the flower pin in her hair.
It’s a real flower, from Stela
Geez Hiroshi, at least give a warning.
Bloomin’ ‘ell!
I’d click a ‘like’ button, but there ain’t one…
“flower child”
huh. what would their children be like?
Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
He’s the one
Who like all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don’t know what it means
Don’t know what it means
And I say
He’s the one
Who like all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don’t know what it means
Don’t know what it means
And I say yeah
cite please…
“In Bloom,” Nirvana.
Flower hair, worse than an unwanted boner
Got any other shit you want hurled into this six-bladed industrial fan?
I wonder if it is about time for Castela to suffer a gender change? This might make her want to go punch a particular wall that has a (temporary) curse on it? I wonder if that could help her deal with Reginald/Hiroshi with less drama for a while? (I have just been waiting around for a particularly untimely run-in with that wall…)
Shaddup youze, and in this case; ” Shadduuuup…”
We already are getting lots from her punching walls all ready, no need to go gender-a-flipp’n to further the character…
Dude is CUTE.
Some people with low bloodpressure faint and “iz ded” on the spot other bloom/blush and run screaming. O the puberty.