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kenthoescore · 5 months

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💮 Blush Ice – Geto Suguru.

synopsis. Geto Suguru never thought that the smell of mentholated lychee vapes would get his cock hard and throbbing that is until the soft chime of his vape shop doors opened. part 2 here.

tags. geto as a vape shop owner, fem!reader, age gap (suguru is 28, reader is 21), mutual pinning, pervert!suguru, substance abuse, heavy mentions of smoking, vapes, and nicotine, explicit content. word count: 1.8k

note. not proofread, for the life of mine I cannot edit right now. part 2 will be posted soon. credits to: cafekitsune for the mdni banner.

You were going crazy.

It has been a full week since you promised to yourself to quit vaping. You were getting out of your mind, full bags of lollipops were sprawled across the table as you stared at them in hopes of fighting back your nicotine withdrawals.

Fuck my life.

The events of your life were not helping either, your grades getting below the average, the amount of stress the last year of college was slowly getting to you just as you decided to quit, and more importantly the fucking rent was due and you were not paid yet from your part-time job.

Your hands desperately inches to a cola flavored lollipop, and popping them into your gloss covered lips. Licking the sweetness and sucking it in hopes that it will satisfy you.

Unfortunately, it didn’t.

You’ve reached your breaking point. The dull thud of the lollipop hitting the end of the bin as it was rendered useless as you threw it out. Fast steps echoed in the empty apartment as you rushed to your room, feeling the soft fabric of the carpet as you knelt down and pulled at the small hidden box under your wardrobe.

Your eyes twinkle as you finally spot the magenta colored pod, bringing it to your mouth as you take your first hit of the week, breaking the one-week long streak. Mentholated sweetness dragging down your throat as you inhaled, you closed your eyes and fell back into the floor.

“That’s the shit.”

You muttered to yourself, exhaling the white smoke out of your lungs and mouth. The room slowly being filled by fumes and lychee scented nicotine. You took another hit, then another, and another.

Until you notice the bitterness slowly creeping into your taste buds. With your head mildly spinning and your body growing heavier under unseen weight being pushed to you, you exhale.

“This is not the shit.”

Out of all the fucking time it could’ve burned. It chose this day. You threw the pod to the side, clutching your head as the world began to spin rapidly and your body heavier than a thousand rocks. You had to make a trip to the vape shop. Unfortunately for you, the shop which was just a few blocks down your street closed almost a week ago.

Which was, to be honest, the reason you swore to quit. But you had no extra money left to buy a new one.

“Fuck.”

Suguru exhaled, smirking to himself as he placed multiple new boxes on the glass cabinet. Restocking the supplies of nicotine to his shop. Thick smoke flying freely in the air as he took a hit of his own, intoxicating sweetness from the multiple nicotine products seeping outside the box of freshly purchased vapes.

Eccentric and detailed tattoos decorated his hands up to his forearm, his hair neatly pulled back into a bun, and a few strands spilling out in front. He continued to refill his store, pulling boxes and boxes of vapes out of one large container, muscles flexing and veins popping through his tank top.

His eyes peeked up as he bent down, the soft chime of the door grabbing his attention. A small gentle smile creeping its way up to his lips.

“How may I help you, sweetheart?”

Suguru hums, his words like satin, smooth and gentle as he stands up straight. Meeting the eyes of the new customer, which was you. He tilts his head ever so slightly taking in your appearance, memorizing your eyes and the way your eyes searched and looked around his shop. His observant eyes grazed curiously at you.

“You looking for somethin’?”

He added. Walking towards the counter where it separates you and him, leaning over the glass. The black piercing in his ear shining under the light. There was one thing that rang through your mind, he was fucking gorgeous.

Maybe the trip half way through town was worth it.

“Just a new disposable, please.”

Suguru nods, and smiles softly at you. Your breath catches up in your throat at how seemingly gentle this man was despite the littered tattoos on his arms. God, he was like a breath of fresh air.

“Any flavors in mind?”

Your eyes wander around the glass containers, black boxes with disposables as its cover. Blue, red, pink, yellow colored ones, almost every flavor you could imagine. You smile back at him, your eyes boring into his. His eyes were like an endless deep dark chasm.

“You have recommendations? Don’t say lychee ice or watermelon, please.”

He raised an eyebrow at you as he walked across the counter, pulling out a laminated card with all the flavors he had. Amusement carved into his pretty features, a smile crawled up to his lips. His curiosity about you intensified.

“You seem like the type to pick blush ice over and over again.” He joked, a smirk playing in his lips as he gave you the card. “You smell like lychee.” He added, shooting you a playful smile.

Your fingers brushed lightly against his as you accepted it. Suguru could not keep his eyes off of you. You gave him a smile, heart beginning to pound in your chest.

“Do I?” Suguru laughs at your reply, deep and raspy. He put one of his hands in his pockets, standing taller than you as he straightened up.

“Just a little bit, sweetheart.” He mused, averting his eyes to the card.

“D’you like fruity ones or pastry?” His fingers reached over the card, silver rings adorned his slender fingers as they slid from left to right.

“Fruity ones.” He nods, fingers pausing against the column of fruit flavored ones.

“Try mixed berries.” Pointing at a purple pod fading into white at the top. “Or grape soda.” he continues, his fingers dragging further down into the card, stopping at a purple pod darkening up at the bottom. His fingers merely a few inches away from your tits.

His fingers were distractingly pretty, your eyes following his every move.

“What do you think?” He asks, his fingers dropping to the counter, he leans back down. His dark hair astray from the clean bun brushing against the side of his temple.

Your eyes settled on the grape soda, a new flavor you haven’t tried.

Lowering the card on the counter, it landed with a soft thwack of the glass. Your mind swirled with thoughts. Was it really smart to spend your last money on some nic? Could it really be that bad to wait for a few days? You sighed. It was extremely careless to spend the last bucks for a disposable when you can get the roof on your head ripped away.

“Nevermind.” You gave him a polite smile, “I’ll have to wait a few days to get a new one.”

Suguru’s head tilted, he was all too familiar with situations like this. Normally, he would smile, nod and let the customer be on their way but he couldn’t do that. Not when he couldn’t take his eyes off you. It was inappropriate for him to fantasize about a customer, even worse, with someone he didn’t even know the name of.

But, God, you were fucking hot.

He cannot walk let you walk out of the store, no. He needed to make sure you would walk back in his shop.

“Say what, sweetheart. I’ll give you this one and you can just give me your old one. Safer for the environment than to just throw it out.”

Suguru was spitting things out now, despite the screams in his thoughts. He could potentially lose money, not that he didn’t have plenty. You could run away with it and never show your face again but he was willing to take a gamble. He was positive he was beginning to look like a creep in your eyes.

You were not. It was like the heavens gave you a fucking blessing as he offered it.

“Are you serious?” Your voice is laced with excitement and disbelief.

He nods, his hands opening the glass counter and pulling out a black box. It was the disposable he suggested. He had noticed the way your eyes landed on the grape soda a while ago, his eyes never missing a detail.

“As serious as you want me to.” He played it cool, taking a step back at his advances. The gentle smile showed up again in his features.

“I can’t possibly, what if I don’t show up again?”

Suguru chuckles, pushing the box to you, stopping a few inches to your hands.

“Then too bad, I can’t see your pretty face ‘round here no more.”

You grabbed the box, it had a little weight to it. Your eyes shifted from his then back to the box. Guilt settling in your stomach as the man offered it. Suguru leans it closer, you could smell the menthol coming out of his breaths, a pleasant scent you could get intoxicated in.

“Trust me, baby. You can take it.” He whispered.

His hands slithering to hold yours. Eyes piercing into you as his eyes dropped to your lips.

You could feel the tension, the building heat in your core as he inches closer. The thick nicotine in the air makes you feel dizzy as you look into his eyes, he lets out a short deep chuckle as if he was taunting you. His eyes snap back into yours hazed with lust.

“T-thanks.”

Your voice shakes, sucking in a deep inhale. You had to fight every urge in your body to not smash your lips against his and sink to your knees to give the man a blowjob as thanks, lips closing around on his cock as your hands pump the parts you can’t fit in your tiny mouth.

He backs up, the smile still on his lips. He cleared his throat and took a hit of his vape.

If he would dare, he would kiss your lips right now and wrap a hand around your pretty throat decorating it with his own marks. Fuck you right there in the shop where the tinted windows would do a decent job of hiding the both of you, bend you over the counter while his hands would take a hold of your hips and keep you in your place.

Maybe he would slip a finger or two in your mouth as he whispers filthy words into your ears.

But not today.

“No problem, sweetheart.” His voice was sweet.

He then turns around quickly, hiding the print of his dick through his pants as it gets tighter and tighter the more you stand near his presence. He clears his throat, his face doing a good job of covering the dirty thoughts he had of you.

“See you ‘round.”

With a shuddering breath, you step out of the shop. The newly purchased, or should you say given? Vape in your hand. You were certainly going back in there.

Maybe get in cashless, and offer your pussy that was making a mess in your underwear for a smoke.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk geto #jjk suguru #jjk geto suguru #geto suguru #getou suguru x reader #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru × you #geto suguru as a vapeshop owner #anime #aliwrites #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #inksbyali

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stormcacao · 3 months

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SHADOW MILK COOKIE X LYCHEE DRAGON COOKIE FANKID DROPPED 🚨��🚨🚨🚨

[He/Him for Shadow Milk, They/Them for Lychee, and She/Her for Shadow Milkshake]

Say hello to Shadow Milkshake Cookie! Made with milk and lychee syrup! She's half dragon and Doesn't get to fly, but she has a 5th grade Dragontongue vocabulary! That's not that bad! The bow on her staff is much harder (and sharper) than it looks, functioning as an axe! Longan Dragon Cookie and the rest of the dragons don't know she exists, but I don't think Shadow Milkshake or her mother is very eager to inform them! I don't think Lychee wants to tell their siblings about Shadow Milkshake's father either, but hey, secret families never... uh, hurt anybody. I think. Oh, but anyway, you should've seen the joy on her parents' faces when she brainwashed her first cookie! They grow up so fast!

More fun facts I just made up! -

- She believes herself to be a bad liar because her parents always see through her (unknowing that it's just because they're close. Her parents can see through their spouse's lies as well)

- This has made her dislike theater and prefer circuses as she also thinks she's a bad actress.

- Very good with hostile animals but very bad with usually passive ones. Her solution is to brainwash every animal into being hostile which is fine for her mother but Not Very Optimal for her father who is baaaad with most animals (clearly good with dragons, though). Thankfully, he thought nearly getting his face eaten by a killer rabbit he pulled from his hat was funny.

- As a child, she used to constantly steal her mom's hat. So much so, that Lychee gave her her own!

- The syrup she's made of and has on her clothes is infused with dark magic (as Lychee is the dragon of darkness).

- Her axe is more of a commodity for smaller tasks. If she really needs to attack, the syrup over her hat will function like a second set of hands. She could also use it like wings but she's decided it looks really stupid.

- She has a good relationship with the other 4 beasts, who are basically her aunts and uncles!

She may have younger siblings and cousins who I'll draw eventually! I tried very hard with her design to give her some originality while also making sure you could probably tell who her parents are! She'll probably get a redesign eventually, but for now, I'm happy with this! I hope I come up with some better lore soon!

#shadowlychee #shadow milk cookie #lychee dragon cookie #shadow milk cookie x lychee dragon cookie #lychee dragon cookie x shadow milk cookie #cookie run oc #im so nervous #shadow milkshake cookie

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abybweisse · 10 months

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A trip to my local Central Market today yielded some lovely finds. Besides figs, burgundy cherry tomatoes, and blueberries, I also got yellow dragonfruit (a favorite), starfruit, red currants, golden berries... and mangosteen! Grelle's fruit! 😆

Here's some info on golden berry: "Golden berries are also known as Inca berry, Peruvian groundcherry, poha berry, goldenberry, husk cherry and cape gooseberry." -- Wikipedia

They are in the nightshade family and taste like a cross between a sweet pepper, mango, and pineapple. Their seeds look like the groundcherry husk tomatoes that I tried to raise this spring but failed. Just like tomatillos, these fruits grow in little husks that are not edible.

I'd never had fresh red currants before, and they are very tangy. Yellow dragonfruit is sweeter and generally has more flavor than the red-skinned variety with white flesh, though the yellow ones also have white flesh. And I love starfruit, though it has an odd flavor; it's a bit hard to describe.

I'd never had mangosteen before, so this is exciting. However, I can see for myself that they really do not ship very well, despite their really thick skins. Taste wise, it's a bit like lychee or rambutan -- sweet and kind of floral.

I'll be trying to germinate seeds from some of these fruits....

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featherwurm · 4 months

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Because you're going to be stuck seeing dozens more sketches of her, here's my PC for BG3:

Zatavia “Tav” Felix, Zariel Teifling, Monk of the Open Hand, She/Her, 45

Tav talks about herself (at level 1 at the beginning of the game – spoken with strong ‘just some guy’ energy):

“My name is Tav. I am a wandering monk, seeking little more than knowledge and skill, making my way through the kindness and generosity of others. As a child, my anger, difficulty, and defiance lead to my entering of a monastic enclave in Baulder’s Gate. I flourished under routine and discipline, growing with my fellow acolytes, working, learning, and training. At twenty, I was deemed worthy enough to set out on my own path. I spent the next couple decades of my life traveling Faerûn, occasionally returning to Baulder’s Gate. I have found and lost love, luck, pain, and trial on the road, but as I am now, I walk by myself.”

Some more info and a full body ref below the cut:

favorite weapon: Hands but she carries the Gold Wyrmling staff to keep a firebolt cantrip on hand (particularly nice with her now-explosive blood)

style of combat: Off-tank utilizing ki resonating punch for crowd control and furry of blows/other disabling attacks for larger enemies

most prized possession: She isn’t material, and would walk away from physical things in a heartbeat but she does seem to keep her earrings on at most times though, some sentimentality there (a gift from an old friend)

deepest desire: A cold pint after a long day of hard work or travel, a bath, some banging sex, and a good nights rest before doing it all again

guilty pleasure: Fancy little cakes/sweets, the occasional cigarette (used to be something all the acolytes did – contraband at the monastery makes it interesting)

best-kept secret: Her full name (she is fine with her first name but thinks her last name is embarrassing – some forefather’s invention to try to make the lot of them ‘lucky’)

greatest strength: Bull-headed resolution and kindness

fatal flaw: Stubbornness and empathy (doesn't always listen well once she has an opinion)

favorite smell: Salt Spray, petrichor, campfire, pine, sandlewood

favorite spell or cantrip: Firebolt, Tasha’s hideous laughter

pet peeve: Too much background noise, multiple people trying to talk to her at the same time

bad habit: No eye-contact, not paying attention, picking violence first

hidden talent: Actually plays the lyre and sings fairly well if given the chance

leisure activity: Sleeping, fucking, exercise, meditation – not necessarily in that order

favorite drink: Dark beer, orange juice, black coffee

comfort food: Mushroom soup, lychees, rice pudding

favorite person: Karlach (in Tav’s mind this is in pink font with little hearts and glitter n shit – she’s smitten – it’s gross. She loves all her friends though very much.)

favored display of affection (platonic and/or romantic): Hugging, kissing, touching, hand-holding, tail-holding, overall despite the sort of stoic and serious bearing she’s terribly touchy and cuddly. Also a big gift-giver if she can manage it (she doesn't have much money and doesn't keep it when she does) – if she finds it it’s yours if you need it/want it.

fondest childhood memory: After a few months in the monastery getting used to the routine and work, waking up one nondescript day and just finding herself calm and ready to be awake and alive (she spent much of her childhood angry and frustrated, and at 12 after some discussion of secondary school, apprenticeship, or other options, she and her family agreed that monastic training would be the best thing for now – and it actually suited her very well.)

#Bg3 #baulders gate 3 #Tav #OC #Zatavia

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kthlnco · 24 days

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Unveiling the Clouds

Allure of the Clouds

Vaping, I was introduced to vaping during 6th grade, that one classmate acting cool and boastful in front of us showing off smoke that would make me cough. At that time I just thought it was absolutely dumb and ridiculous, growing up surrounded by chainsmokers I vowed to myself to not even think of touching anything smoking related.

Years come by and I'm on my senior years, vaping became more popular, students walking around with their disposables hanging around their necks. Peer pressure that's what it was on my first drag, new school, new classmates, you just want to fit in. There's this invisible rulebook on what's cool and what's not, and vaping seems to be right up there on the "cool" list.

On that first take I didn't see the purpose, "why do they enjoy this?", "what's the point?", questions running through my mind. I mean yeah it did make me feel that I belonged, it felt cool i guess? Being surrounded by people that constantly use them made me feel the urge to keep on using it and see what was the hype. A friend of mine lended me one and let's say I kept it.

There came the time of my first purchase, "mango ice" was the flavor, I mean come on it's crazy how disposable vape companies target most teens. From the colorful packaging, catchy ads, interesting builds - it's designed to reel us in. Plus the flavors? Who can resist something tasting like "strawberry lychee", "strawberry watermelon", heck a "Cola" flavor? The flavors got to me, that was what I enjoyed, during these times I have yet to hit my disposables, what I'd do is what some would call "hipak-buga". Then there came the time that I stopped.

During my lowest time, I needed something to calm my nerves, relieve my anxiety, lessen my stress, and that was when I bought a dispo once again. Once I learned to hit and actually take it in, I felt it. I felt the calmness, the relief, I felt relaxed. That's when I realized what it was for, not just for cool vapors and tricks, it helps lessen your stress much like a cigarette would, but with tasty flavors.

Not gonna lie but up to this date I still use vape, it became my escape. Vaping offers a brief moment of relief, a chance to forget about everything else and just focus on those swirling clouds. I often think about the chemicals I've been inhaling and the damage it could be doing to my body. But even knowing that, it's hard to shake the habit once you're hooked.

It started out of sheer curiosity, wanting to see what all the hype is about. And before I know it I'm hooked. Don't get me wrong I'm not writing to hype you guys to get hooked into this vice, it's more of an insight on why someone would use it (me).

#vaping #blog #student blog #disposable vape

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angelicalchaoticabyss · 1 year

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Forbidden Glances (Commission)

(This is a commission for my friend @mumble-jumble-gallery

Another short stare towards their right-hand servant before gazing back at their work on the throne, they struggled to admit their feelings towards the future traitor. The thumping in their chest starting to get annoying as they tried to hold these feelings down, feelings towards their snake. It angered them, it amused them, it brought them joy as much as it brought them shame. They shouldn’t be feeling such for a servant let alone one that planned to betray them yet here they are. So deeply in love with Snake fruit Cookie, so intrigued by it. And yet they continue to harm it.

Yet in turn Snake fruit harms them too, physically and emotionally. There were times where it had the audacity to bite or swipe at them. When that mask of theirs falls.

They want it so desperately but they can’t! They are a dragon and it’s nothing more than a sniveling snake, they could never be with such a lesser creature. They can’t love them; they don’t love that snake! That snake they continue to stare at day In and day out. Slight bubbles of jealousy when they interact with the other servants. They felt possessiveness grow in their body with each passing day.

“Oh massster, you know I would NEVER betray your trussst in me~.” They’d say with that sly infuriatingly cute tone of theirs.

Could they call Snake fruit their favorite servant? One would expect a master’s right-hand to be their favorite, correct? Diligent, hard-working, loyal, obedient, and follows everything told with the upmost speed and timing. But what if that “favorite” wants to betray you? Stab you in the back like claws into prey… Such an interesting yet meaningless question, the snake will fall to their power easily. They cannot be bested by their own servant, that impossible and utterly shameful upon a dragon’s pride.

But at the same time, the thought of that snake topping them at their own game was amusing and…no! No! No! No! Stop thinking like that!

“Massster, you’ve been ssstaring at me an awful lot lately~.” They mentioned.

“Think nothing of it snake, I am merely making sure you’re doing your job.” They replied with cold indifference.

How badly they wanted to make them shut up, forcefully, not with words, however. They’d stalk Snake fruit through the halls and watch them ever so closely. Lychee Dragon would joke about their “obvious affections.” That little sibling of theirs, perhaps they enabled them too much.

One thing that passed their all-seeing eyes was how their servant looked at them too, how Snake fruit viewed them. The snake HATES their master with a burning passion yet loves them with the same amount of burning brightness. They didn’t understand why, but every time they tried to bite, they loved how their master would punish them for such insolence. It was such a thing so close their heart, hatred and love circling each other for the one they wanted to back stab more than ever before. For the one they wanted to hurt back, for the one they wanted to prove superiority over.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

Their heart beating fast against their chest as they prepared dinner for the master, tempted to slip in poison but that didn’t work last time. They walked down the hallway to the master’s chambers, on their way however they were suddenly pulled behind one of the golden curtains.

“Wha-?!” They yelped, prepared to bite only to be shushed by their master. The plate clattered to the floor.

“Hush snake.” They hissed, that cold look gaining a strange aura.

Snake fruit remained silent as told, Longan looked them up and down, taking in their features. These features that crave so much.

“You really are something else, making me question myself and what I want. Daring to poison and bite me, how foolishly brave of you.” They commented, hand moving to hold their cheek.

Snake fruit’s cheeks flushed a bit as they did that, letting out a nervous hiss.

“Y-You’re ssstaring at me again massster.”

“You believe me to care about that? No, I do not.” Their thumb rubbed their cheek.

Snake fruit couldn’t believe it as a smile crossed Longan’s face, a scary smile indeed but one that made their heart pump faster and faster. The master couldn’t seem to hold themselves back anymore as Longan pressed a kiss against Snake fruit’s lips.

“Mmm! Mm! Mmm…mm.” They were surprised at first but quickly eased into the kiss.

Longan slightly kneeled to pull Snake fruit closer while their servant onto them, Longan using their tail to hold the curtain as a shield around the two. It’s just the two of them in this moment and both of them loved it, pressing deeper against each other. They briefly separated to breathe before kissing each other again. Snake fruit bent backwards slightly from the force their master was putting in, they would’ve fallen to the ground had they not maintained balance.

Longan had to restrain from digging their claws into the Snake and pulled back, panting. Snake fruit too was catching their breath.

“I…massster?” They tried to speak, flustered.

“Oh look at that…you dropped my dinner, go…make it again snake.” They said, trying to keep an indifferent tone. Trying.

“Yesss, of courssse, right away.” Snake fruit replied, wandering back to the kitchen.

Longan turned and started the trek back to their chambers; they couldn’t believe they lost themselves in their emotions so easily. They just kissed the snake and so passionately too. They were disgusted with themselves! And now there’s a mess on the floor!

But even still with all those thoughts, Longan licked their lips.

The dragon lord sat on their throne in the new world, alone. Snake fruit betrayed them as they knew they would do, but…why did it hurt? It didn’t hurt them before, but what seemed to hurt worse was that Snake fruit is now working for Lotus. They knew they said they never wanted to see Snake fruit again but…it was a lie. A foul lie they now regret. Longan grit their teeth tight as tears welled up, jealousy towards their sibling and anger at themselves. The dragon lord gripped their arm rests so tightly that it cracked.

Longan could only roar in anguish.

#cr #crob #cookie run #cookie run ovenbreak #longan dragon cookie #snake fruit cookie #longan dragon cookie x snake fruit cookie #commission #oh the pining

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definitelynotshouting · 5 months

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Do not apologise at all for responding late!! Holiday burnout is so real, theres sm to organise so I understand completely 😅. I hope youre getting some rest between xmas and the new year, or that at least whatever you have planned isnt too hard on you :)

I am 100% willing to believe you blessed my flight lmao, hopefully it works on the way back as well :D

Is it weird to say i dont think ive ever had a blackberry before?? Idk i might have had one when i was a kid but when you mentioned the blackberry jam I completely blanked. So um. Hope it was good?

Oh no your cat!! D: Hope he's all better now

YES I WOULD LOVE TO TELL YOU ABOUT MALAYSIAN FOOD!! I would show u pics but um 🧍->🏃‍♂️💨. Ur gonna have to google it king LOL. The first day back my dad and I went out to a mamak stall (basically just a restaurant for malay-chinese-indian food), and I had roti canai (a type of flatbread with curry) and teh tarik, which I have missed dearly. I dont typically like normal english breakfast tea so getting to have authentic teh tarik was SO GOOD. Teh tarik (translating to "pulled tea") is made with condensed milk and gets its name from how after the drink is mixed it gets continuously poured over and over from one container to another until it gets super frothy.

I've also been getting reacquainted with my favourite fruits 🥰 that you cant get in Australia like mangosteen and jambu air (ai-yer). Mangos and dragon fruit you can get in australia but. um. Theyre bad. They just taste like sweet water. Also unfortunately for me rambutan i havent been able to find rambutan 😔😔. Those look similar to lychee but they taste pretty different, less tangy and sweeter.

Ive gone out with a friend to have cendol (c promounced as a "ch") which is a cold desert with coconut milk and rice jelly, along with other toppings should you choose it. Im also in the process of convincing my bff to do a 3h road trip with me specifically for food in a city called Ipoh 😭 wish me luck.

AND, im getting one of my relatives to teach me how to make rendang and char kway teow. The rendang specifically because the one she makes i prefer over what's usually made in restuarants. I think it's a state difference in recipes or smtg? So the ones you'll find in restuarants are KL/Selangor rendang and she makes from Kedah. Thats just a theory tho im not actually sure.

🧍 i realise this ask has become like 70% about food so i apologise. But. In my defense you asked >:) /j

ANYWAY. I hope youve gotten a break from the holiday work or at least have one coming up <33 Take care of yourself; indulge in your cheeses :D

-☀️

SUN ANON HELLOOOOOO im so excited to hear you got those desserts, those sound AMAZING...... also i looked up all the foods you mentioned and MAN THESE LOOK GOOD.... im a shrimp lover im gazing so hard at the char kway teow...... 👀👀👀👀👀 also holy shit these fruits look so cool???? Thats WILD ive literally never heard of these before and im having a lot of fun looking them up online and reading about their flavours and stuff!!!! Incredibly curious about mangosteen, i was not expecting it to be white inside when i looked it up and just like, the contrast of the purplish rind vs the white insides is SO neat to look at, like that feels really good on my eyeballs if that makes sense JSDBEKDNMDD also also teh tarik sounds and looks amazing i want to try that SO bad now omg

Its so funny you say that about blackberries bc where i live we have them literally growing everywhere on the side of the road AKDNWKDNKWDN in the summer when they start putting out fruit one of my roommates will sometimes go out and just pick a bunch for the whole household, and they always taste SOOOOO much better than the store-bought ones. Im genuinely not sure how to describe the taste of blackberry other than like. Its very sweet but also very tart (i go for the slightly less ripe ones tbh bc i prefer tart things to super sweet) at the same time, and sorta pops in your mouth a little bit when you chew it. Honestly its one of my favorite fruits i would highly recommend them if you can find em anywhere!!!!

My resolution this year is a bit silly but i wanted to go for a very fun easy one, so its to use every sticker i own this year :] ive already started by putting a few on the creeper minifridge that my roomie got me for xmas 😂😂😂😂😂😂 and i have some scrapbook ideas as well to use my fancier ones that my friends have gotten me!!!! Also you are so valid about the writing-- tbh if you wrote more than expected then it sounds like you succeeded instead of failed, so thats awesome!!! :DDD

I hope you're doing well on your travels, sun anon!! And when the time comes may your flight back to Australia be as peaceful and pleasant as the one you experienced when you left it :]

#shouting speaks #asks #long post #THIS RULES I LOVE LEARNING ABOUT STUFF #i wish i could share more in return!!! at least there's blackberries 😂😂😂😂#txt

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aggressivelyaverage21 · 1 year

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Baby Bea and the OCS Chapter 1

8 Years Earlier: One week following Beatrice's 17th Birthday

Stepping off the train in Antequera, Beatrice can’t help but feel like a cliche. Here she is. A school girl in a strange country, again. All her belongings were in a duffel bag slung over her shoulder as she looked wide-eyed at the beautiful architecture of the Spanish town. It rolled and moved with the hills. The buildings looked like they belonged there just as much as the mountains did like they might have been there just as long.

It was different from Porrentyry. The home of the ever-prestigious St. Charles College et Lychee, god, even thinking of the name, made Beatrice want to roll her eyes. It was greener there. But not really in a good way. It made the buildings look stuck there. Like they didn’t belong.

Though young, Beatrice wasn’t blind to the fact that all these observations about belonging were likely just her projecting. At least this time, she knew more phrases in the local language than “Hello” and “Where’s the bathroom?” when she walked through the streets of a new place. Alone, and a least less afraid than the first time she’d done it. Maybe this could be it. Maybe this would be a place she could fit.

As she walked the streets, she stopped at a little corner bakery. The smell pulled her in more than anything else. It was delightful. She’d been training since the Nun visiting Maison du Cœur Eucharistique mistook her for a novitiate and started the recruitment process for the OCS, but the Roscos Fritos smelled so good she couldn’t resist.

One treat, one final indulgence, before she entered a life of service couldn’t hurt. Right?

The man behind the counter she orders smiles at Beatrice, warm and easy, as he passes the bag to her. However, when she reaches to dig through her pockets, he holds a hand, stopping her. “¿Eres del Convento?”

“No.” Beatrice shakes her head, looking down at herself. She didn’t think she was dressed as a nun. Loose-fitting black pants and shirt. Her hair was pulled back in a neat bun. Little did she know she’d be sitting at a bus stop in an outfit not dissimilar to this one going the opposite direction. However, for now, that wasn’t her.

Not yet, at least. If they let her stay, it wasn’t exactly a done deal. She still had to convince Mother Superion to let her stay. That she was worth it. An endeavor that may prove impossible, seeing as she was still trying to convince herself too.

She didn’t know much. She’d tried her best to research the order and talk to the sister who’d recruited her, but the OCS was secret at best and very good at keeping that secret. She was told to come in good physical shape and be ready to train hard. Beatrice was no stranger to training, to discipline and pushing herself to her limits, but this was an unknown world.

Beatrice wasn’t afraid of hard things. Her whole life was hard. A sentiment she often found herself refuting. Her life was privileged. She knew that much. She should be thankful for all she was provided with growing up, and she was. However, that didn’t mean it wasn’t also hard. Fitting into boxes she didn’t belong in. Pretending to be things she wasn’t, being good at things so that she had any value at all. It was hard, and it was exhausting.

She didn’t think joining the church would solve that problem. She wasn’t that delusional, but she figured if she was going to have to pretend, to hide parts of herself away, and be miserable, she might as well make something of it. Be of service. Help.

It didn’t hurt that here she would have the opportunity to prove to a god she longed to be loved by that she was doing everything she could to make up for the sins of her heart. She’d slipped one time, and that was it. It hadn’t even been anything at all. It had been innocent childhood friends misconstrued into something perverse, but perception was reality, and that time had long passed.

She’d never felt a dread like this. Thinking about all the ways she could fail. What might happen if she did. She knew this was going to test her in all the ways she could be: physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually. Likely socially as well. There were going to be late nights and early mornings. Training. Prayer. Studying. Beatrice wouldn’t say she was scared. That felt like admitting something she wasn’t going to be able to overcome.

In the darkest parts of her mind, even if Mother Superion allowed her to stay, Beatrice wasn’t sure she’d overcome any of it. Those nagging ‘what ifs’ played like a broken record in her mind. What if they found out? What if she wasn’t good enough? What if they rejected her? What if she didn’t have what it took? What if she was terrible at it?

Quitting doesn’t count if it is before you even started, right? No. The humiliation of quitting would be less than the humiliation of failing, right? You are doing this. Failure isn’t an option.

Then and there, in this quaint bakery in this small Spanish town, while a baker looked at the strange young woman before him, Beatrice made herself a promise: You will convince Mother Superion to let you stay. And you will stay. They will have to drag your body from this order before you will ever quit.

All that was too much to dump on a stranger, a man she would likely see around the small town if she did get to stay. In a language, she still needed to be more confident in her pronunciation or vocabulary to get across any of that accurately. So, instead, she settles on disclosing “Soy nueva.”

“Las hermanas no pagan.” He smiled like it was the hundredth time he’d reminded one of the women from the Convent that their money was no good in his bakery.

Beatrice figured it likely was. It was a kindness she felt she hadn’t yet earned. So instead of listening to the man, she took a few euros from her pocket and held them up to the man before placing them in the tip jar. She smiles as he shakes his head at the unnecessary gesture, flipping the towel back over his shoulder casually as he does. “¡Buenos días!”

Beatrice is halfway out the door when she realizes, for all her confidence getting off the bus, she had no idea where she was going. Pausing in the middle of the frame, she turns back around, bell smacking against the glass, stopping the baker from returning to the kitchen.

“ ¿Hermana? ”

Beatrice cringes a bit as the words tumble out of her mouth. Her lack of situational awareness was truly embarrassing. “ Um, ¿Donde esta-” But before she can even finish the question, he’s smiling at her knowingly as he points to his left as if to say, ‘That way. Can’t miss it.’ His smile only widens, making his eyes glimmer in amusement when the bells ring loudly, presumably just up the street.

“Gracias.” Beatrice turns to look down the street, shaking her head when she sees what could only be the gates of a colossal convent. She really could have found it on her own. Yet here she was, not thinking things through. The closer the time gets to when she’s supposed to step through those gates, the more she can feel her heart beating frantically and her chest tightening with each passing minute.

“Con mucho gusto. ¡Mucha mierda, Hermana! ” It was a little puzzling at first, but she vaguely remembered that it was a version of ‘break a leg.’ Beatrice feels her cheeks heat up as he winks knowingly at her like he didn’t just say the Spanish equivalent of “shit” to a young woman hopeful of becoming a nun. To him, the young woman looked much too young to be getting into the kinds of things those nuns got into. Yet still here she was.

And though she took the time to enjoy the treat, there she was. She was standing in front of those grand black gates to the convent. Through the bars, she could see women in various combinations of gear. Sisters were walking around in navy habits, chatting idly. Women in black workout gear were returning from a run. A few more were in what looked to be Gi’s sparing.

This was it.

This was what she’d worked so hard to graduate early for. She worked so hard to skip her final year of school for an opportunity to serve the church like this. A chance to make up for what she was. To maybe finally do something worthwhile with her life.

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So I was dreaming this morning when I should have been doing literally anything else but I was tired.

In the dream I think I was in a place that was supposed to be Grandam’s House.

It was not like my grandparents’ house. Their house is always tidy. It was a hoarded house.

I spent some time yelling out the window trying to stop my younger aunt and her boyfriend from doing something stupid outside that would result in destroying the vacuum. I did eventually get them to take the shop vac instead of the house vac.

Then I was in the kitchen and pantry area. There was an old man that I don’t know who I think was a guest of my grandparents. He was an accomplished chef when he was young, and was trying to cook something but needed help finding the right pans and things because everything was a disaster.

He was very soft spoken and was visibly flustered with the pan situation.

I was helping him find pans.

Then a bunch of people including myself were all standing around on the side of a highway. I was trying to go home (for some reason I had BDUs on) but a train had stopped on the tracks and cars were backing up, so we were just standing around waiting for that to clear up. There were no cars for us, so I don’t know what dream-brain was doing there.

There were plants about 4 feet tall along the grassy shoulder of the highway with fruits on them, and I was looking at them.

The old man waddled over and said they’re peperin, that they’re edible, and that they’re not a special flavor really, but lightly sweet and kind of nice, and he suggested I try one.

They kind of looked like dragon fruit, except dark almost-black brown.

They weren’t an individual fruit with a skin, they were little clusters of fruits growing together. The spikes weren’t hard or pokey at all, they were soft and spongey.

There were also individual fruits growing from the lower stems.

So I took one of the individual fruits and it had a skin kind of like a dragon fruit skin or a thin banana peel, where it feels a little leathery. When I dug my thumbnail into the skin to remove it, an unreasonably large volume of black juice spilled out.

The man said that juice doesn’t taste good though you could drink it if you wanted, so generally it is spilled out.

Inside the skin was a fruit that was white and transparet-milky looking like lychee or rambutan fruit, though it wasn’t egg-shaped. When viewed from above it was an oval.

I took a bite and it had the texture of lychee or rambutan (hard jelly kind of) and tasted about the same though only lightly sweet and there was no large seed in the middle. Either it was deep in the fruit by the green stem, or my brain didn’t feel like figuring that part out.

The man was like “Oh, but you must taste the flower” so my second bite was half of the green part, too.

My alarm went off while I was harvesting and eating fruit, spilling black juice on the ground.

#dreams

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indigobackfire · 2 years

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Fankid: Indigo × Barnaby

Sawyer Sinclair Silverwood-Lee

RAVENCLAW | SEPTEMBER, 2002 | ENTP

Born: Isle of Mull, Scotland;

Looks: Relatively tall with tawny skin and chocolate brown hair that's quite wavy, big green eyes with thick eyelashes and eyebrows, dimples to her smile and soft cheekbones;

Patronus: Spider monkey;

Pets: Lychee, the white-bellied Caique parrot that she carries everywhere like a pirate, and Chuffy, a scrawny turned fat domestic longhair;

Fav Subjects: Maths, Arithmancy, Magical Theory, History of Magic, Potions, Alchemy, Wizarding Literature;

Least Fav: Herbology, Charms (one bc she doesn't like dealing with the mess and the smells/and the other bc she already masters the subject and finds it boring);

Extracurriculars: Flying, Ancient Studies, Physics Applied to Magic, Magical Sea Creatures, Wand Mechanics, Mathmagicians (class/club), Law and Political History of the Wizarding World, Magic Applied to Culinary Arts, Debate club, Music; (listen she's a chew more than you can swallow type of girl)

Boggart: Losing her family / The shadow boy she sees since childhood;

Hobbies: Reading fantasy, sci-fi, and biographies on inventors (and on her weaker days, a romance or two), playing the piano, putting apart both muggle and magical devices, training pets to do tricks, swimming, doing all types of puzzles, training her technical drawing, and karaoke with Vesper.

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After many losses, Sawyer is the baby that comes into their lives unannounced yet wholeheartedly welcomed. A perfect mix between the two yet with big green eyes that leave no doubt about her genealogy, she's the apple of their eyes and would've grown quite spoiled if they were different people. Growing up with a legilimens for a mom certainly shapes her into a blunt and sincere girl, edges deeply softened by her father.

Though her looks never lie, the early signs of her prodigy leave both parents questioning where she could've gotten her intelligence from, which she first demonstrates with her interest in math and art, and her ease of learning writing multiple languages, all despite being homeschooled by Indigo most of her childhood. They later invest in tutors (given how early her magic began acting up sending her to a muggle school would be unwise).

In the subject of magic, her access to the family's libraries allows her plenty of knowledge on basic magic many years before she sets foot on Hogwarts which makes her a restless and uninterested student in her first years until she finds herself capable of invading more advanced classes in secret instead of attending her own. Unfortunately, the imbalance in understanding easily alienates her from her year mates, driving her to befriend much older Ravenclaws with similar interests.

But it's in her youngest cousin, Vesper, she finds her very best friend who despite the difference in age and sorting remains as such since their childhood, throughout the years they share in Hogwarts, and beyond. While Sawyer represents control, Vesper, spontaneity, and together they make quite the unstoppable duo especially with both being eager learners and fearless explorers.

While not a legillimens like her mom nor a seer like her father, Sawyer does have a strange connection with dreams, hers and others, (which I'm still in the process of discovering) that makes her nights restless and reality occasionally deceiving. She also has a more druid-like connection to the dead thanks to her Celtic origins, but something she discovers much later in life.

With her looks and sympathetic personality, she earns several admires, but getting to know her truly is a tough task with her ability to illusion openness, talking a lot not saying anything. She has a hard time being vulnerable and understanding romance, which is why despite all the flirting she's known as a hard-to-please girl. She's often drawn to extroverted and messy types despite considering herself quite cool and collected.

For the time Maxwell's in Hogwarts, she's part of his band playing the keyboard, and joins in after that whenever their official pianist gets sick or busy with personal life. Beyond the piano, she can also play the guitar and a little violin.

Her biggest obsessions in life are integrating technology and magic, not leaving any rock unturned, and understanding time and its complexities, including time travel. Needless to say, her curiosity more often than not lands her in great trouble.

#sawyer silverwood lee #barnago #aesthetic #hphm fankids #oc profile #decided to make one in this format for saw #you DONT know how many times I've remade this moodboard #the more you know a character...#I really wanna understand her character more cause I'd love to write her story one day #Well at least part of it #Anyway understanding her won't be complete until I understand Vesper so she'll be next

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abundanceoflol · 2 years

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So which legendary dragon you guys think it has the toughest armor/scales ?

I think it would be ananas considering that pineapple fruits are really though to get through and stuff , but i think pitaya would also be a close second just cause pitaya fruits are also kinda hard to peel and they also love to fight so that would probably make their scales thougher too

Also how tall/big are the other legendary dragons ?

I like to think that lotus is the tallest one but doesnt actually portray or take advantage of that most of the time , prefering to sit or lay down somewhere when talking , cause they prefer to use the ( im the tallest one card ) when they situation really calls for it , like when a threat is entering lotus paradise or when they want to stop an argument that had gone too far ( without even being entertaining)

Also i have this funny idea , that lychee is a little taler then buttercream ( both in half dragon form and full dragon form ) and lychee loves this fact since it means they arent the shortest one around anymore

But then time passes and buttercream has a growth-spurt that leaves him significantly taller then lychee and the trickster dragon just loses it

Well you're right on the button about about Ananas having the toughest scales but also because they're an earth dragon, earth is hard ;P Yeah Lychee feels pretty grand about being taller than Knight but the thing is that the other dragons are all 7 feet and taller, Knight's still growing and getting stronger, he's already 6'5! He's gonna get BIG - Q

#abundance of lol au #knight cookie #dragon knight cookie

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abookishdreamer · 2 years

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Character Intro: Amphitrite (Kingdom of Ichor)

Nicknames- Tris by her close friends and family

Age- 18

Location- Atlantis, Underwater Kingdom

Personality- Tris is a very studious girl. She's fiercely passionate and dedicated about things that are important to her- like family. She marches to the beat of her own drum & is not afraid of opening her mind/worldview to new things. She's got a sharp tongue and has a hard time keeping her opinions to herself sometimes. She's single.

She’s a nereid nymph. Her tail has teal & dark blue scales. Twice a week she rubs on a homemade recipe (her mom’s) of kelp and jellyfish to keep from flaking.

She's currently a freshman, staying on campus in a fabulous dorm attending Atlantis University. She hopes to get a degree in political science, with a minor in aquatic history. Tris is also a writer for her college's newspaper- The Atlantis Courier, writing for the politics section. She has a very good friend at school, a mermaid named Cascada (nicknamed Cassie). Lately, she's been flirting a bit with a merguy named Cyano who's in her Oceanic Histories class.

Tris grew up in a sprawling mansion (nicknamed The Silver Palace) in a very large family, probably the biggest family in all the seas. Her parents have fifty-one children in total! She has fifty other sisters & one brother named Nerites (nicknamed Neri). She also has quite the number of nieces and nephews from her eldest siblings.

Growing up she was classically trained to sing by her mother Doris who used to sing opera. Tris received many compliments on her voice. She also grew up taking lessons to play the piano, the flute, and the harp. Her and all of her other sisters took lessons on hula dancing & ballet. A fond memory of hers is when Tris and her mom would go to the opera, snacking on the coconut mini cakes they'd snuck in. It's been a while since they hung out together.

She remembers every instance of when someone remarked that she should sing professionally. Tris often fantasizes about being a "master vocalist/political bad-ass."

Even though she loves all her sisters, Tris is closer to Lala (Galatea), Sam (Psamathe), Maera, & Thetis- since they're close enough in age. They all would hang out often, "surfacing" up to Olympius- specifically the state of Naxos where they'd flirt with sailors, sunbathe, shop at the nearby flea markets, and drink countless fruit slushies. They'd all end up at a seaside hotel where they'd all hula dance & sing karaoke. Tris hasn't personally hung out with Thetis since she decided to live in Olympius full time for her modeling career- and also having a bit of a fallout after a “major disagreement.” Her brother Neri does stop by her dorm from time to time, annoying Tris, but mostly to flirt with Chloe.

Her go-to drink is an aqua pearl cocktail (a drink made with gin, pineapple juice, lemon juice, simple syrup, blue curacao, & angostura). She also likes electric lemonade (a drink made with blue curacao, lemonade, lemon-lime soda, and vodka), lychee bubble tea, and New Olympus Iced Teas.

Tris is a HUGE basketball fan! Her and her father once sat courtside at the Phykios Stadium where they watched the championship featuring their favorite team- the Atlantis Sea Snakes!

Her freshman survival pack includes dried guava gummies, saltwater taffy, salt & vinegar seaweed chips, lychee licorice twists, and saltwater infused cola.

Two of Tris' favorite animals are dolphins and sea turtles!

Her favorite breakfast is a stack of pineapple pancakes‐ drowned in coconut agave syrup and topped with whipped cream! Her dad makes the best.

Tris' fav musical artist to listen to is Eurydice. She's a major super fan- having all her albums & a HUGE poster of her on the wall in her dorm. Her & 20 of her sisters once went to see her perform at the Royal Pearl Concert Hall. Her favorite album of hers to listen to on a continuous loop, is her debut, Cinnamon.

For her long dark wavy hair, she loves using the Glory's Crown kelp & mint volumizing shampoo and conditioner as well as the sea salt texturizing spray.

Tris adores her father Nereus. She always wears the necklace given to her by him when she was born- a gold chain with a white seashell & pearl charm. She also loves the stories he used to tell her when she was younger, of epic oceanic legends.

As a piece offering, Thetis gave her a Diamond Ave. dolphin shaped jeweled clutch. Tris keeps it in the back of her closet at home.

Tris had her first kiss when she was 11. It was with a neighbor- a merboy named Kai who went to the same school as her. Her first real relationship was with a merguy named Wade. They were each other's first love, they dated all through high school, he was Tris' date to the prom, & they had sex for the first time with each other. They broke up mutually before starting university since they were going to different schools. They sometimes keep in touch through Fatestagram.

Her favorite meal is tako poke- diced octopus, kimchi, sesame seed oil, crushed chilis, and sea salt. Her mother usually brings it by for Tris when she's not in the mood to eat junk food. She can also make her "special" grilled cheese‐ made with sweet bread, grilled pineapple slices, provolone, & mozzarella cheese.

Tris' favorite frozen treat is a sundae made with coconut and blue moon ice cream topped with shaved coconut!

In her free time (when she’s not in school), Tris loves spending time with her family, singing, watching historical documentaries, solve crossword puzzles, embroidery, listening to music, & hanging out with friends.

"Much like the sea, I don't like to be restrained!"

#my oc #my oc character #my character #oc character #amphitrite #oc intro #character intro #oc introduction #character introduction #modern greek gods #modern greek mythology #greek myth retellings #greek goddess #greek goddesses #greek mythology #greek pantheon

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wasabioverdrive · 2 years

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tumblrless pmmm au anon again. SCREAMING clapping my hands throwing flowers on stage tears in my eyes ohhh I love this shit smmm. wish I saw it sooner sobs ANWAY YEAHHH FUCK YEAHH WHOO ive thought about white lily being in a pmmm au as well because like. come on it’s obvious. also I think her deisgn lends well to older magical girl outfit designs. SUCH a fan of lotus being the fuckhead behind all this. good for them. the idea of the attendents is so neat as well… fuck yes (1/?)

anyway this is a kind of canon ambiguous idea but like. what if lotus sort of acts like multiversal kind of figure? like they got so high off of anyones dreams and silly magical girl shenanigans they just sort of clipped out of reality or smth. and like they’re in a semi dragony witch form 24/7 (<thinking too hard). (2/?) that could probably explain how the attendants can be anywhere at anytime and that could probably concern the tbd (well maybe tk knows but isn’t telling anyone bevause ahah funny). broo whag if hydrangea is in witch form. im normal about lotus i swear - croissant catching onto string gummer doing all the timeline bullshit that once again surrounds her. peep into the horror once again (3/?)

would probably be interesting if wasabi catches into all this bs from mustard ans being like Oh Fuck and then contacting the tbd or smth. i have a mini mustard wasabi tbd au anyway I think theres potential for smth there. wasabi would just throw herself right into the horrors tho lmao. but ANYWAY I love this au i am getting thoughts for it as well now we are speaking telepathically thank you thank my crops are growing my skin is growing life is beautiful. (4/?) sorry if the formatting is weird or hard to read btw. I just copied pasted from a discord dm and am using the hell fuck that is mobile web browser tumblr. anyway have a nice day :]] (5/5)

UR SO RIGHTTT this is LITERALLY US RN:

lotus being a multiversal figure is SO COOL LOVE THAT...i need to draw a fucked up dragon-witch form for them omg...thats also kind of funny too like. pitaya, seeing lotus noclip through reality: huh

actually now this has me wondering how the other dragons would think of lotus becoming some kind of multiversal mf. ik lychee has tension w them from their ob relationship chart so maybe they could be like “hey what the hell” but i need to watch more dragon event cutscenes so i can formulate my thoughts better. & yeah tk probably wouldnt be helpful except for giving a hint or two LOL

omg witch form hydrangea YESSSSS...hmmm would that mean the other lotus attendants are under contract & could turn into witches too?

HELPP string gummy starting the madoka timeloops after the events of this au’s version of save the future event is kind of hilarious the horrors never EVER end.

also HOLY SHIT u have a mustard and wasabi tbd mini au? i’m looking so hard rn. wasabi contacting the tbd/maybe working w them bc of the contract fuckassery....YESSSS

TYSM im glad u enjoy the AU :-] you’re enabling my AU insanity so much rn i have to go draw white lily/denchantress witch form and hydrangea witch form and lotus au design and and and and a [EXPLOSION]

#asks #cr meguca au

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cicadangel · 2 years

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soph my dear friend soph i want more fucked up movie or manga recs

oh yes oh yes okay ^_^

fucked up movies: - suicide club (2001): a detective investigates a string of mass suicides by students that seems to relate to a mysterious website... premise sounds basic but this movie is rly weird and asks an important question: are you connected to yourself? but this is rly fucked up - all about lily chou-chou (2001): the story of several lonely teenagers, their obsession with singer lily chou-chou, escapism in the internet, and growing up tragically... very much a japanese coming of age movie!! not so much fucked up rly but its probably my favorite movie of all time it's so good and made me cry so hard and cinematography and soundtrack is SO GOOD - forgotten (2017): a man's brother is kidnapped and returns after 19 days with no memory of his kidnapping. his brother soon realizes something is very wrong, and starts to question his brother's sudden appearence and amnesia. MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE with a wild plot twist... very much like higurashi in the way it slowly builds paranoia and unease. you will not see it coming. the ending was fucking wild.

fucked up manga: - fire punch: somehow the best and worst manga ever... it takes place in a dystopian world, and follows agni, a man blessed with regeneration powers who is caught in an eternal flame, as he seeks to avenge his sister's death. gut-wrenching, gorey, commentary on organized religion and humanity. fucked up is a good way to describe it it's so good but so questionable - helter skelter: a supermodel's descent into madness, quick but very good read - nijigahara holograph: told in achronological order, multiple re-reads are neccessary: about the murder of young girl named arie and the effects it leads to in the future. - lychee light club: a bunch of middle school boys build a robot that is powered by lychees. filled with insane activities major wtf

there's plenty more on my anilist :')

#mail

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foxfren · 2 months

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Books I’ve read in September

Literally how did I find the time 😭

Sorcery of Thorns by Margaret Rogerson | 4/5

She was the library’s will made flesh.

YOUR HONOR, SHES A BADDIE ‼️‼️‼️ This shit was so captivating omggg!! The world was incredibly immersive, the characters dynamics were really fun, and the plot was exhilarating. The only aspect that I found somewhat bothersome is the plot armor the characters had; after all of the build-up, it felt a bit disappointing the way the novel ended (the main cast should have faced more consequences??).

The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood | 1.5/5

“I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.”

Guys I’m gonna be honest, I was not expecting the main ship to be between a professor and a university student 😭 Like ik that she wasn’t his student but it made me feel ✨iffy✨ about the story. Also, the whole thing in the beginning with the mc randomly kissing Adam without his consent?? I found the way that the author felt with this situation in the book extremely uncomfortable, especially when it was joked about throughout the novel. Overall, the narration was insufferable, the miscommunication occurred too often (and was one of the only sources of tension ), and the entire book ridden with badly used cliches. Next!

Juniper & Thorn by Ava Reid | 4.5/5

But all I could think of was how I had fed our milking cow her favorite sugared plums before we slaughtered her for Papa’s supper and hoped that at least she could still taste the sweet on her tongue when we slit her throat.

I have literally no words to describe this [goes on to try anyways]. Spun of intricate scenery and complex characters, this is a story where very dark themes are handled marvellously. I thought that the style of writing complimented the story very well, and enjoyed how the characters developed throughout the novel.

The Salt Grows Heavy by Cassandra Khaw | 5/5

Man mistakes his own experiences as the canvas on which all truths are drawn.

I WANT TO GNAW ON THE WORDS OF THIS BOOK. ITS SO SCRUMPTIOUS. This concludes my book review.

10 Things I Can See From Here by Carrie Mac | 0/5

I made a fist and placed it where my heart would be. Where her heart had been.

There is literally nothing going for this book 😭 No idea how I finished this one lads, it was pure suffering 🫡 The graphic birth scene at the end actually killed me. This book is too repetitive, the dialogue was hard to connect to, none of the characters (that are meant to be sympathetic) are actually likeable, and all of the heavier themes were handled incredibly poorly. Hated this.

Café Con Lychee by Emery Lee | 3/5

Hatred isn’t just in the things a person says. It’s in the way they stay silent when someone else spews hate, the way they nod along or entertain the ideas at all.

A very cute story, and a nice palette cleanser. I thought the situation the characters found themselves in really fun to read about, and liked the way some of the heavier themes were handled. I wish the author went a little more into depth about the food (as it is one of the main conflicts/situations of the plot), but overall I’m glad to have read this!

Primal Animals by Julia Lynn Rubin | 2/5

“Don’t ever cry for a boy. Not even a dead one.”

I appreciate the grotesque-ness and horror of this book, and while I there were some highlights here and there, I didn’t like this book. I’m not particularly in favor of pointless violence, which is where I this book fell flat.

Feed Them Silence by Lee Mandelo | 2/5

But the non-disclosure couldn’t entirely silence her experience of the world she experienced through her wolf.

While this was an interesting psychological read, I feel it could’ve been better. None of what happened felt like there was any important impact, and it all felt a tad dull. Sure there was relationship drama between the MC and her wife, but I never got the opportunity to feel for any of the characters; all that we’re shown is that the MC is unhappy in her marriage, but never any good moments/flashbacks to show how they’ve changed.

Kiss & Tell by Adib Khorram | 0/5

There’s no other word for it. Euphoria.

There was not one thing in this book I enjoyed. I only finished it bc my hands were covered in paint at the time and I couldn’t turn the audiobook off.

Coming Back by Jessi Zabarsky | 4/5

“Go and come back to us.”

The illustrations were charming and I liked the ambiguity of the plot’s meaning. The world-building and magic system were really interesting, I just wish we got to see more of it lol.

Over My Dead Body: A Witchy Graphic Novel by Sweeney Boo | 3/5

“I can’t stop thinking about how all Karla wanted was to find out where she came from.”

Marvellous art, and a satisfactory story. Although the plot was somewhat cliche, this was an enjoyable read overall. It wasn’t spectacular and groundbreaking, but it was entertaining.

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