#this is an anti red vine blog

[vandaliatraveler]

A few photos above from an early morning hike at the Friendship Hill National Historic Site near Pt. Marion, Pennsylvania. If you want to learn more about the history of this sprawling estate, you can go to this link or search for prior posts from the main search page of my Tumblr blog. In addition to the historic homestead of Albert Gallatin, the park features ten miles of hiking trails through verdant oak-hickory and riparian forests. This time of year, the Central Appalachian forest is rich with fungi, legumes, berries, and the loveliest orb-weavers imaginable.

From top: wingstem (Verbesina alternifolia), also known as yellow ironweed, a late summer aster so named because the petioles of its leaves run down the plant's stem; northern spicebush (Lindera benzoin), a gorgeous native shrub whose bright red berries in late summer are followed by the most extraordinary gold foliage in the fall; orange mycena (Mycena leaiana), a lovely, gregarious fungi of deciduous logs whose pigment has shown antibacterial and anti-cancer properties; the ripened but dangerously toxic berries of pokeweed (Phytolacca americana), whose young leaves are used by mountain folk to make poke sallet (but only after repeated cleansings to remove the toxins); American hog-peanut (Amphicarpaea bracteata), a lovely twining vine whose roots and ground nut are edible; cutleaf coneflower (Rudbeckia laciniata), also known as green-headed coneflower and wild goldenglow, a close relative of black-eyed Susan with gorgeous, pinnately-dissected leaves (the leaf photo also shows the characteristic tri-foliate leaf pattern of hog-peanut); zig-zag goldenrod (Solidago flexicaulis), one of two adorable woodland goldenrods that grow in this area (the other being blue-stemmed goldenrod), both of which produce clusters of brilliant yellow flowers in both their leaf axils and at the ends of their stems; steeplebush (Spiraea tomentosa), also known as hardhack, which produces delicate plumes of pink flowers in late summer; a spined micrathena (Micrathena gracilis), which has ensnared a fly in her web; and an arrowhead orb weaver (Verrucosa arenata), also known as a triangle orb-weaver, a sparkling gem of an arachnid that reels in its prey like a fisherman dragging in a net.

#appalachia #vandalia #wildflowers #flora #summer #arachnid #pennsylvania #friendship hill national historic site #fungi #orange mycena #wingstem #yellow ironweed #northern spicebush #pokeweed #american hog-peanut #cutleaf coneflower #green-headed coneflower #wild goldenglow #zig-zag goldenrod #steeplebush #hardhack #orb-weaver #spider #spined micrathena #arrowhead orb-weaver #triangle orb-weaver

[reveseke]

Nomu ! Katsuki AU ; AFTERMATH

Simple continuation of nomu!katsuki origin which you can find here ( linklinklink ) . How does everybody feel about Katsuki' s supposed death ? Also the handlers not good with grief so brief discussion on it nothing more lol .

Have a lil sneak peak of a fic I'm writing as a continuation as the headcanons are short lol .

Genre — [ Angst ]

Characters — [ Katsuki Bakugo mention | Reader + Class 1A mention | Ms. & Mr. Bakugo mention | UA staff ]

Additional — [ Slight all might hate | Katsuki x reader fic | male he him Reader ]

CW — [ None | Angsty ? ]

DNI - Fudanashis/fujodashis, women & fem-aligned, profic/proship, anti - LGBTQ+ folk & exclusionists, anti-antis, Necro- Zoo- Pedophiles + (NO)Maps(and other terms), basic DNI criteria, kink/nude/nsfw/sh/vent/pro-ana/ed/18+ blogs

So it came as a surprise to Japan that Bakugo died during the Kamino incident. it was broadcasted for it being a major incident in the first place.

All might felt like he failed to rescue his own student, hitting him in the head harder with quilt bc he had hit the boy accidently. Sending Kat into a wall and rendering him unconscious while he bled out with a rather obnoxiously large piece of wood stuck to his stomach.

When he had realised having hit the boy he had rushed to check on him. It was supposed to be a quick mission so no medics were on the scene. He felt the boy weaken in his arms quite literally.

Every one of his classmates mourned on the topic, leaving their condolences on the boy's desk. Few it may have hit even harder than others were Izuku and few Bakusquad members including R.

Grown close knitted Izuku mourned a childhood friend. R, Eijiro and few others mourned a good friend on the side instead.

Katsuki's family was not vining with the news of losing their only child. Mitsuki going off hella mad and upset and not even her husband trying to calm her bc he's just shook on the news, but not Mitsuki scared to cuss All might out on not saving his little boy and senting the teachers out in a quarter of a second.

The death of Bakugo Katsuki' was ruled as the villains fault

Which it partly was. But was it disclosed to be the raid teams fault as well? To the public, to anybody outside that team? No. No it was not. It was left out for the pride of the heroes.

Therefore nobody excepted it to come undone, by the claws of the survivor.

Ring-a-ding the desk bell rang in the dead of the night. Waking up the half-a-sleep boy from his slumber, a trail of drool down his chin wiped off as he pushed himself off of the desk he had so graciously nodded off.

Wandering out of the staff backrooms with annoyed groan as R took a look at the shop side. Ready to warn the comer that hey the shops actually closed he stopped in his tracks before getting a peep out of him.

Shifting rather uncomfortably in its wake a tall easily a little too big dragonic creature with a wild mane of cherry red and blond stood behind the staff desk. Nuzzling the desk bell like it's life depended on it, while pushing it down too much so it didn't continue to ring, stopping in it's tracks as R came to view.

The two looked at each other.

One of dumbfound and still sleep hazed and the second with pure need of assistance and curiousity, one could say.

#bnha #bnha x male reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #x male reader #nb reader #gn reader #bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo #non binary reader #gender neutral reader #mha #bnha x reader #bnha x gn reader #mha x reader #mha x male reader #mha x gn reader #nomu au #( 📚 ) everlasting tales #( 🫀🦷 ) to a beast : bnha #Fandom : BNHA

[bayfieldsweeklyspecials]

Why Shiraz wines are popular? Are they good?

Wirra wirra Shiraz is one of the most popular Shiraz wines in the world. It is a fruity and zesty wine that is perfect for enjoying with food. Wirra wirra Shiraz is made from a blend of 50% Shiraz and 50% Cabernet Sauvignon.

In this blog, we will discuss more about Shiraz wines and know more interesting facts about wines and liquors!

 Here’s what we will learn in this blog:

·         7 things to know about Shiraz wines

·         Are Shiraz wines have any health benefits?

·         The final line

 To start with,

7 things to know about Shiraz wines

1.      Sirah originated in Iran and was named after the city of Shiraz (now spelled Shiraz) where it was first grown.

 2.      The grape is a hybrid between two native vines—Citrus x paradisi and Vitis vinifera.

  3.      The name “Shiraz” comes from the Persian word “shir-e zarizi”, meaning “red wine of paradise”.

 4.      The grape is known for its deep color, rich flavor, and high alcohol content.

  5.      The world’s best known Shiraz varietal is called Syrah.

 6.      In 2012, Australia became the largest producer of grapes in the world, producing almost 10 million tons.

  7.      A typical bottle of Shiraz costs around $10-$20.

As Shiraz wines are one of the most popular red wines, let’s find out if they are healthful!

 Are Shiraz wines have any health benefits?

  Few people have claimed that Shiraz has certain health benefits. In this blog, it will be covering  the health benefits of Shiraz wines and will also discuss the health benefits of other wine types.

 1. Health benefits of Shiraz wines

·         Shiraz wines have been known to have many health benefits, such as reducing the risk of heart disease and cancer. ·         Shiraz wines are rich in resveratrol, which is an antioxidant that supports cardiovascular health and helps protect the body from cancer. ·         Shiraz wines have also been shown to have anti-inflammatory properties, which can help to reduce the severity of asthma, arthritis, and other chronic conditions. In addition, Shiraz wines are also rich in tannins, which are a class of polyphenols that are believed to have anticarcinogenic properties. ·         Shiraz wines also contain phenols, which can help to reduce blood pressure, cholesterol, and triglycerides. For wine drinkers, Shiraz wines are the most popular type of wine. Shiraz wines are red wines that are made from the wine grape, Syrah. There is a wide variety of Shiraz wines, but they are typically full-bodied and have a strong flavor. Shiraz wines are typically consumed as a mid-day or after-dinner drink. The health benefits of Shiraz wines are not well known, but they are said to have a similar effect on the body to red wine. Many people like Shiraz wines because they have a more complex flavor and are less acidic than white wines. There are a few health benefits that Shiraz wines are said to have. They are said to have anti-inflammatory properties and they may also help you to lower your risk of developing type 2 diabetes. 3.Some experts believe that Shiraz wines have a lot of health benefits. They say that these wines can help to lower blood pressure and cholesterol levels, and also help to prevent cancer. If you are interested in these health benefits, it may be worth trying a Shiraz wine.

The final line

The health benefits of Shiraz wines are abundant, but the most important is that they are a great source of antioxidants. Shiraz wines provide a rich and complex taste, and they are perfect for pairing with many different types of food. Wirra wirra RSW Shiraz wines are a great way to have an enjoyable and healthy night.

#Wirra wirra RSW Shiraz

[cherrytwizzler]

twizzlers>red vines

and that’s on life

#this is an anti red vine blog #red vine enthusiasts dni #me

[dragynkeep]

I did notice that colors were slowly being drained from Rwby. A show where Ozpin gave a speech about colors and individuality and a whole ass war of colors. Like. It looked like they were tying up fairy tale characters and expression as the maim theme at first but went off the rails and stuff. A uniting humanity is good, but its just. What's the main message? Whats being conveyed? Why are you failing at fun character designs? I only like oscars because when he first appeared it makes him stand out. Which he should if he's gonna be Ozcar eventually. Like I just think it can fit. But they added more and more dull tones. There was also still much up in the air at first about the Ozmosis. Like will Oscars hair turn white? So on. Im bad at conveying what I want to say because RWBY just makes me feel a level of frustration. It use to be so much fun but now I'm like. Disappointed. The character designs use to be fun and fights use to be fun. It wasnt the best writing but thing is writing is suppose to improve with time and practice and more experienced writers joining. It just... Got worse. They couldn't even handle writing Ozpins battered housewife syndrome right or maybe its just the fandom being stubborn.(I still stand by that Ozpin was abused by Salem. But some fans still go he was bad??? Like no??? He was running away and got killed for it???)

Its just too much wasted time and opportunity they let go to waste. So in short words shut up Crwby and hire me and Ironpines team and others. Ive seen better takes completely on this blog than the Crwby.

no i totally get what you mean. really nothing showed just how bad they’re handling the colour aspect than not only with rwbyjnr’s latest outfits, but also the secondary characters introduced. the ace ops are all in the same colours & the colours assigned to them in the show opening make no goddamn sense.

clover’s is the only one that makes a lick of sense, with maybe elm if you take the green of a tree, but realistically brown would be the more appropriate colour. but like,

why is vine yellow, anti asian racist joke aside lmao? vines are green.

why is harriet red when nothing about her allusion or her colours from her names even allude to red; which harriet bringing to mind brown due to hare & bree also bringing brown or yellow if you think of the cheese.

why is marrow a turqoise-y blue when nothing about him reads blue except his eye colour; red would’ve made more sense for him considering his name & bone marrow being a maroon-y red colour.

but the ace ops weren’t even the only victim of this, just look at the goddamn happy huntresses.

none of these colours are interesting, they’re all stuck in the same muddy, muted ugly colours that don’t even represent them well.

may is supposed to be like a marigold which is bright gold yellow & orange. why are we stuck with this weird blue grey alongside a shit yellow that’s almost brown & a muted orange?

robyn is supposed to be robin hood, aka in a lot of green but you wouldn’t be able to tell that considering her hood is a fucking light shit yellow green & she has five different colours on her.

again joanna is supposed to be green but it seems only relegated to her hair & the weird stripe across her nose while the red of her is stuck in a muted, muddy purple red.

fiona is the only one i think works well in colour alone considering thyme is a green herb & it works well with the white from her sheep faunus nature but being stuck in the same overcomplicated, boring outfit as the red of the happy huntresses just drags her down.

these two absolutely aren’t the only ones to suffer from bad colour application, much like rwbyjnr, but they’re definitely some of the worst contenders for it. it really feels like that part of rwby doesn’t even matter anymore, considering you either have to make some serious reaches for the colour naming rule in recent characters or their last name is literally just the colour. the books just have a character called green. fucking green. it’s pure laziness at this point.

much like you, i’ve seen not only a ton of fans have some really fantastic redesigns, but that have implemented the colour well & known how to use it without making disgusting eye sores.

i definitely don’t know what to expect for the outfit redesigns in v9 / v10, but i doubt they’re going to be much better than what we got considering it feels like mkek, ein lee & erin winn are devoted to picking the worst outfits & sucking all of the colour out of a show defined by colour. it’s sad.

#zombi-vomit #rwby #rwde #ace ops #clover ebi #elm ederne #vine zeki #marrow amin #harriet bree #happy huntresses #robyn hill #may marigold #joanna greenleaf #fiona thyme #jnr #owl.txt #answered #q

[fluffyskies]

This was inspired by the newest art piece made by the talented @fluffymary ! You can check the art out on their blog, I wasn't sure if I could link it because I didn't know if it was ok 😅. And some birdie told me that someone wanted a story to go with this lovely art, so here it is :D.

"Well well well...what do we have here~?"

Lee Virgil! Ler Roman!

Roman had been looking for Virgil for a while and didn't know where he went. So he thought he might as well give the imagination a shot and look for him there. When he stepped inside it was peaceful and calm with all sorts of wildlife there, ones that not even scientists can comprehend. While walking for a bit he heard something in the distance. He started to run closer to the sound, not sure what it could be. But when he was a couple of feet away the noise was clear and it sounded like hysterical laughter and a bunch of curse words.

Roman took a deep breath and walked closer moving the vines and leaves to make out a clear view. After that he stood there surprised at what he was seeing, it was Virgil. He'd finally found him but he was tied up but the vines and leaves and getting tickled silly. His face bright red, tears flowing down his cheeks and his body squirming helplessly against the sensations. One thing he did not notice was that Virgil was indeed blindfolded by one of the large vines, that was odd the creative side thought.

Then he grinned. Roman knew that there were only a few reasons him and the sides came into the imagination. And that was to relax, to explore and to get tickled silly by all the magical plants.

"Well well well what do we have here~?" Roman said as he crossed his arms. Virgil even though he was a laughing mess he could still recognize the voice talking to him it was Roman. It made him blush even more knowing that he found him and that he was watching him cure his own lee mood. Virgil whined through his laughter clearly embarrassed.

The prince just laughed. "Awwe~ is poor Virge embarrassed~?"

"Nahahahahahah!!!" squeaked the emo side

"But your blushing so much and your cute lee mood got so unbearable that you had to come to the imagination it's self to help you~" Roman teased.

"S-shuhuhut uhuhuhuhupp!!!!" Virgil shouted

"Hey that isn't very nice, here why don't I help you" Roman grinned. Virgil didn't know what he meant by help until he was hit with incredibly unbearable teases.

"Whoes the cutest little lee~?" Roman cooed

"Whohohohohohoho????"

"Well that should be easy he's right in front of me laughing himself silly!"

"Ihihihim nahahahahahat cuhuhuuuute!!!!" Virgil squealed

"Ah ok, then do I have to prove it to you by making the tickles worse? Hmm~?"

"Sceheheheheheruhuhuhw YOHOHOHU!!" His laughter increased in volume the vines seemed to mainly focus on his belly, Roman probably had something to do with that. It's not like he was necessarily complaining anyway. He knew that Roman will help him clear his lee mood to the fullest and that made him excited.

"Do you wanna up the anty?" Roman asked. Virgil nodded. Something told Roman they'd be here for a while longer because someone hasn't received their full of tickles.

Hey this is the end! I believe @cupcake-spice13 wanted this to be a fic so here ya go! X3 sorry it's short TwT

#Sanders sides #Tickling #Lee Virgil! #Ticklish Virgil #Ler Roman! #Inspired fic #Inspired buy fluffymary's new art #I got the idea to write a fic from cupcake-spice13 #Hope you like! #Skye writes #Skye posts

[madamlaydebug]

Bentonite Clay:

One great natural remedy for eye strain is Bentonite clay. Made from volcanic ash, Bentonite clay has dozens of trace minerals and a negative ionic charge. When made into a poultice, this special ingredient helps to remove toxins from the eye which can help to heal eye infections.

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Fennel Seeds:

The eyes are very sensitive to allergens in the air and infections. A simple head cold can cause your eyes to be puffy, red, and irritated. To soothe your eyes holistically, try a fennel seed eye rinse. Fennel is an anti-inflammatory herb that also relieves pain and sensitivity.

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Passionflower Extract:

Extract from Passiflora incarnata (commonly known as maypop, purple passionflower, true passionflower, wild apricot, and wild passion vine) is a great herb for eye strain. This herb helps to prevent irritation and also works as a nerve relaxer.

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Bilberry:

Bilberry is one of the most beneficial herbs for eyesight. It’s commonly used for treating cataracts and conditions in the retina. But, its uses extend far past the eyes. Bilberry is used to treat people with diabetes, osteoarthritis, kidney disease, and more. Plus, this herb can enhance your normal vision as well as your night vision, so if you struggle with seeing the dark, this herb is for you!

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Ginkgo Biloba:

Finally, Ginkgo Biloba is an older remedy that is used to improve circulation, especially around the back of the eye. The eyes need plenty of antioxidants to function, and Ginkgo Biloba is a strong antioxidant with many benefits. This herb ensures an adequate blood supply is flowing into the eye. It can also be used in treatments for glaucoma and macular degeneration, helping to improve both of these conditions.

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Herbs for the Immune System: The herb Asphalatus is great for this because it has a high antioxidant content. Grapeseed extract is another immune-boosting herbal solution that can improve your vision because it improves circulation. Improved circulation means less chance of cataracts!

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For information on how to take the herbs read here

https://www.rebuildyourvision.com/blog/food-for-your-eyes/best-herbs-for-eyesight/

#sunpeople1

#healthyeyes

#eyehealth

#herbsforeyesight

[winefmblog]

WINE AND CHOCOLATE PAIRING

Wine and chocolate are quite similar to each other, which is part of the reason why they pair so well together. However, it can be difficult to find the perfect pairing.

Polyphenols come from plant-based foods and are full of antioxidants, anti-inflammatories, and other health benefits. Flavonoids are the most prominent polyphenol in chocolate, while tannin is the polyphenol in wine—both of these compounds are what lead to the bitter taste in these items.

Tannin is also one of the things that can make wine taste dry—the grape skins in red wine are not only bitter but astringent. What all of this scientific talk means is that the drier the wine and the more bitter the chocolate, the less happy your taste buds will be. Too much bitter (too many polyphenols) makes for bad chocolate and wine pairing. That said, the time it takes to find the right pairing makes the mouthwatering sensation of a perfect pairing even more satisfying.

What-to-Know When Pairing Chocolate & Wine

As mentioned above, one of the most important things to remember about wine and chocolate pairing is to not double up on polyphenols. If you pair your favorite piece of dark chocolate with a big glass of a dry cabernet sauvignon, your taste buds will not be dancing with joy. Here are a few things you need to know about pairing the two delicacies.

Stay Sweet

One of the simpler ways to go about wine and chocolate pairing is staying sweet across the board. Since wine and chocolate are similar and intense in their own right, one needs to bow to the other in some way. At first, let the wine be the sweeter of the two. Port, Madeira, Sherry, or even Banyuls (a wine made from Grenache grapes in southern France) are all great “sweeter” options that will mesh well with most chocolate.

Match Intensity

A more complicated part of the chocolate and wine pairing process is the idea of matching intensities. This initiative will work in your favor if you’re not the biggest fan of sweet wines. Essentially, matching intensities means you pair light with light and strong with full. An example of this is pairing a nice milk chocolate truffle with a light-bodied wine such as a Pinot Noir or a Merlot.

When it comes to dark chocolate that contains quite a bit of cacao, pair that with a full-bodied wine such as Zinfandel or a Syrah. If you don’t mind a more bitter taste, you could try to pair a Cabernet Sauvignon with a dark chocolate treat. After all, tastes vary—what is cringy to one may be euphoric for another.

Think of Ingredients

If your chocolate has additional yummy ingredients such as nuts, toffee, caramel, fruit, etc., you’ll want to match those ingredients with the different notes in the wine. If you’re eating a nice nut-filled piece of milk chocolate, pair it with a nutty Sherry or a Tawny Port. If you have some scrumptious chocolate covered strawberries, these pair deliciously with a sweet sparkling red such as a Lambrusco or a Brachetto D’Acqui. Most wine bottles have a description outlining the different notes you’ll find within the wine; look this over to ensure that you pair it with the right chocolate.

Taste on a Spectrum

Similar to a formal wine tasting, you’ll want to taste from either light to dark chocolate, or light-bodied to full-bodied. Starting with white chocolate and a light-bodied wine will keep you from over-working your palate. White chocolate is going to be less nuanced than a bitter dark chocolate, so this way you won’t miss out on sweet subtleties.

Wine Recommendations for White Chocolate

Although technically not “true chocolate” since there is no cacao, the delicacy and sweetness of this type of chocolate pairs well with light-bodied wines and dry reds.

Rosé Port

Moscato D’Asti

Ice Wine (This is a type of dessert wine made in cold climates. Left to freeze on the vines, you can find these grapes in late-harvest Rieslings and Vidal Blanc)

Sauternes

Chardonnay

Wine Recommendations for Milk Chocolate

Milk chocolate should be comprised of a half cacao, half cream blend. Milk chocolate is going to be one of the easiest to pair with wine because of this balance.

Brachetto D’Acqui

Pinot Noir

Merlot

Syrah or Sirah

Muscat

Wine Recommendations for Dark Chocolate

When there is a high cacao content in the chocolate, your wine should be fuller-bodied. The robust aromas and intense flavors of these full-bodied wines will complement the bitter taste of the chocolate.

Zinfandel

Tawny Port

Sherry

Banyuls

Chianti

No matter what chocolate you choose—white, milk, or dark—there is a myriad of wine choices to choose from to make your taste buds tingle. It may take a few tries, but once you achieve the perfect mesh, you’ll have created a match made in heaven.

Source: https://www.kj.com/blog/wine-chocolate-pairing-tasting-party

#wine #chocolate #sweet #pair #winepairing #sommelier #sommellier #sommworld #winefm #redwine #whitewine #vino #wineblog #degustacion #tasting #winetasting

[capttain-emo]

Concept: Red Hood on tik tok

The rest is underneath the cut because this turned out a lot longer than I thought it would

It all started as a joke, he just posted a video of him laughing quietly behind the camera as Arsenal in mask and everything belting Happy Together as he drove. At the end he turned the camera around for everyone to see him, mask and everything, laughing. Little did he know that would be the beginning of something...interesting. Immediately everyone was sceptical, assuming it was just some teenage boys who wanted attention and so were dressing up as two well known vigilantes/anti-heros. People were tearing the video to shreds attempting to prove that it wasn’t really them. Videos that were claiming to ‘expose’ the new tic tok phenomenon that was Gotham’s Ghost seemed to come out of nowhere but were flooding everyones for you page. But then he posted again.

This time it was a video of Red Hood standing on top of a building as a very frustrated Nightwing yells at him from across the street about self care. This time it was Arsenal who was laughing from behind the camera as Nightwing attempted to step forward but was seemingly pushed from behind. Almost falling off the building before a shape who people suspect to have been Spoiler helped him up. 

Suspicion waned after video apon video kept being posted. From drawing on a sleeping Red Robin’s face to quoting vines across the rooftops more and more people seems to think that this was real. But this the skeptics held firm. After all there is no way that the same people who seemed to care so much about secrecy and secret identities would be behind this. Most people believed and the ones who didn’t where just looking for some undeniable proof. And then they got it.

Late a night a video was posted of Red Hood renegading in front of a wearhouse, the Lexcorp logo clear in the background. The only audio is Arsenal who was protesting off to the side, no one knew who filmed it. Finally after a solid ten seconds Arsenal said, “Come on Hood! It’s going to go soon!” To which Red Hood responded by cussing and running at the camera, the video cut off. The next morning it was released that a Lexcorp wearhouse had been blown up. Authorities found suspicious material inside that was quickly handed over to the JLA. 

To say that the internet lost its shit would be an understatement. Everyone from random blogs to CNN was covering the Gothams Ghost tik tok account. No one even knew what to think. Some argued it was just a publicity stunt while others countered that if it was a publicity stunt they were doing a bad job. But needless to say they gained over 20 million followers in a day

#Jason Todd #roy harper #dick grayson #Tim Drake #tik tok #red hood and the outlaws

[hk1417]

Very Berry Strawberry!!!

It’s been almost a year since we haven’t updated you all of our Jia!

Serious apologies, let’s do a “shubharambh” with “kuch meetha”

(Disclaimer - no added sugar :P purely organic! )

Our P mum with her ‘Jia’ (referring to heart, meaning with her whole and soul) is blissfully involved in gardening at ‘Jia’ (referring to our place where we reside). Her joyous effort is giving us joy too! From the month of March till now we are enjoying her love fruit ;) in the form of shakes, syrup, with ice-cream or just popping like that from the garden.

So, how it all started? The first garden strawberries were bred in Brittany, France in 1750’s via a cross of a wild strawberry and a beach strawberry brought from Chile.

Oh ho! But how it started at Jia? Let’s ask her only:

1.  K- What made you think of growing strawberries at Jia?

P Mum – I spotted wild strawberries which made me inquisitive and I searched online! Leaves of those plants were similar to strawberry. Then I started searching for strawberry plants in this region and found them in Neva Nursery in 2013. Next year they multiplied and the first fruit of strawberry appeared.

So, she spotted Fragaria Indica also known as ‘Mock Strawberry’ which was the beginning of growing Fragaria Ananassa widely known as ‘Garden strawberry’.  According to this link:

http://thetravellertrails.in/wild-flowers-of-himachal-pradesh/

These wild strawberries are found at an altitude of 5905-9842 ft (1800-3000mts).  Jia is at an altitude of 4114 ft, but our residing camp is around 1000 ft more from the Jia milestone. Thus, we are blessed to encounter this fruit.

2.  K - What were your experiments from sowing to harvesting?

P Mum - Initially, I was not able to keep pace with the sowing cycle. I decided to grow in pots and started getting good flowers, but the fruit appeared later was deformed. Slowly I learnt it was due to poor pollination because of lack of bees.

Next year, we had lot of vegetation in the campus. Our 5 year old peach tree gave a bumper crop of about 80kgs of peach fruit last year (This year it is affected by some disease). This resulted in enough bees to pollinate our flowers.

Then I started shifting these plants to a ‘kyari’ (flower bed) to grow my increased population of strawberry plants. Each plant gives 5-8 new plants every year. So we had good flowers, good fruit.

3.  K - What were the challenges faced in tendering this tiny little yummy fruit?

P Mum – The first challenge was soil itself. Quality of soil at Jia is not fertile enough, so it needed nourishment. For that manure (cow dung) was required which was another challenge as it is not easily available because it is used by the villagers in their own farms for growing rice, wheat, potato etc.

Second was the attracted predator! Red and Juicy strawberries were eaten away whenever we decided to pluck them. Again, I went online to search about the ‘keeda’ (worm/ insect). One day I spotted a small, black, snail like insect which is called a SLUG. But, how to control it from attacking my strawberries? My colony of plants had increased to hundreds and needed a rescue. The internet ‘baba’ gave a solution to use Beer. Yes you read it right! Beer was poured into half cut plastic bottles and kept between plants, poor slug is attracted to the smell of the beer and falls into the liquid instead of getting attracted to strawberry fruit.

 Lol! It’s like luring someone with alcohol and getting drunk! So, this worked out and the fruit is safe :)

4.  K- Any idea why it’s called strawberry?

P Mum – Jia is a heavy prone area. It can start raining without warning. The soil gets mushy and the ripe tender fruit in contact with the soil begins to rot. The solution is laying a bed of straw between the plant and the soil. This protects the berry above the straw. Hence Strawberry!

Superb logic behind the name. Hats off to her!

Her effort is not only limited to growing the fruit but she has very meticulously recycled plastic curd ‘matkis’ (round shaped jars) as a cosy home for the fruit. These matkis are delightful gifts for people who looooveee gardening.

Besides being called the ‘fruit of love’, strawberry has many health benefits too. It helps in keeping skin soft and preventing from sunburn. It is rich in antioxidants and has anti-inflammatory properties which help in fighting asthma, osteoarthritis. Prevents cancer, and improve health of our eyes. Also, being rich in vitamin C it helps in maintaining low blood pressure and ensuring a healthy immune system. Following are the meaningful links to read more about the fruit:

http://theindianvegan.blogspot.com/2013/03/all-about-strawberry-in-india.html

http://dietamediterranea.biz/strawberry-the-fruit-of-love/

https://dev.hort.purdue.edu/newcrop/parmar/11.html

My growing interest in origami also made me to try out making strawberry in paper :P

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HZ3hvAnLFOs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1pwBWcY2N1M&t=2s

On this note…I would like to share these lovely lines by Robert Graves found in the following link:

http://www.azquotes.com/quotes/topics/strawberries.html

These lines perfectly summarizes our Tale of Strawberry at ‘Jia’:

"Strawberries that in gardens grow

Are plump and juicy fine,

But sweeter far as wise men know

Spring from the woodland vine.

No need for bowl or silver spoon,

Sugar or spice or cream,

Has the wild berry plucked in June

Beside the trickling stream.

One such to melt at the tongue's root,

Confounding taste with scent,

Beats a full peck of garden fruit:

Which points my argument."

End Note: The Photographs included in the blog is solely H’s skill & talent, the growing of strawberries is solely P Mum’s and her helper gardener’s effort and the writing content is developed, interviewed and researched by K.

#lovefruit #strawberry #gardening #hk #talesfromjia #origami #upcycle

[absolutelaw-blog]

ANOTHER MUNDAY PROMPT. *  remember to repost, not reblog!

name:   billie.

preferred pronouns:  they / them ! 

selectivity:  i stick to mutuals, but i do tend to follow back most people who follow me  ;  generally, i’m good with writing with people as long as they’re nice to me. be as mean to kris as you want (   he deserves it   ) , but if you’re mean to me ooc i’m gonna drop you. also, this is only kinda related but it’s something i’ve been meaning to say  :  i do my fancy formatting and stuff because i like it, but i promise i don’t judge anyone who doesn’t bother with that shit. i always worry that people will think i’m judging them for not being Fancy and it’s like, nah, just bc i’m a slave to aesthetics doesn’t mean you gotta be. be free 

favorite animal:  i love every dog in the world so fucking much. do you understand me. every dog. all of them. every single dog. there is not a dog in existence that i do not love with all of my heart 

favorite muse you’ve had so far ever: kristoph is up there, tbh. he’s the worst, but he’s so much fucking fun to write. other than him . . . i wrote the eleventh doctor for a long time, i know doctor whomstsoever is ‘ cringey ’ or whatever now but i’ve still got a huge soft spot for the show. i also wrote par/ty poi/son bc i’m a dumb emo and always will be. i’m thinking of bringing him back for 2019 tbh. but i’d have to make a theme and that’s work. 

muse you kinda wanna pick up: [ stares at my dear sweet simon blackquill wistfully from a distance ] you are so valid 

most identifiable fictional character:  what do you mean by identifiable ?  like i identify with them or i recognize them quickly or what ?  i really do not understand this question

what color your aura is/think it is: bright red babey 

personality stuff you agree with (astrology, mbti, hogwarts house, etc. be as specific as you want): aqua sun leo moon virgo rising, intp, switches between ravenclaw and slytherin depending on my mood 

do you think you’re a good driver:  i’m almost 21 and i still don’t have my license because i’m too anxious. what do YOU fucking THINK 

favorite minor discourse:  what does this mean. does it mean small stupid discourse. we’re going with milk vs. anti-milk. every anti-milk post fuels my milk drinking ways and my bones are stronger than yours good night 

favorite vine and/or meme: my favorite vine will always and forever be judas no. u cannot change this

why did you choose this muse:  fun fact, i went into aa : aj fully expecting to come out of it musing klavier. all i knew about the game before playing it was 1) that it had a new protag who wasn’t nick, and 2) that the prosecutor was a rock star. and ‘ edgy rocker ’ is actually one of my muse tropes ?  so i was like. ah, i’ll probably pick up this guy. then i actually played the game and HE HAD A BROTHER ?  [me voice] TWO OF THEM ???  and said brother happened to be a combination of several of my muse tropes, including ‘ pretentious nerd  ’ and ‘ ambitious villain, ’ and i was like. well. this dumb idiot is mine now because i have bad taste disease i guess. nothing we can do about it. so here i am 

favorite rp memory:  oh gosh i have. too many. i don’t rly have a specific one but tbh just ?  all the amazing friends i’ve met on this blog, and through rp in general. i’m seriously really grateful for the people i’ve met bc i picked up this hobby, i’ve made some truly incredible friends and i’m so so glad for it 

give a shoutout to someone: @justicedefended / @truthserenade immediately popped their head up when i did and that’s tru fuckin friendship right there. i would die for lex at any time and i need all of u to know that 

tagged by:  @burstbombbitch (   who i also love with all my heart ?  wow ??   ) 

tagging: whomstsoever wants to do this tbh. i am very tired and too lazy to think of people so please just steal it from me 

#[ am i doing tag things to avoid replies bc im sleepy? PERHAPS ] #╳▐▓▒░ « ♠ ꜱᴄʜᴇᴍᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ.┆ooc. »

[archive-idium]

rules: answer 20 questions then tag 20 (give or take) followers you wanna get to know better! tagged by: SNATCHED

name: Eve nickname: Ben; Red; VORE MAN height: 5′6 Feet; 169 cm   nationality: PURE BREED LITHUANIAN favorite fruit: pear or pineapple favorite season: fall / autumn & spring favorite smell: recently - made candy apple & baked chestnuts; favorite color(s): pastel green; neon red; neon blue favorite animals: wolves and foxes ;)) tea, coffee, hot cocoa: hot cocoa; but mostly sipp white coffee average hours of sleep: 6 on work days; 10 in the weekend; dogs or cats: I like both; but I’m all for my gato dream trip: Japan with my close pals;; when my blog was created: September 13th; 2018!! # of followers: 51 random fact: i have an “ x ” shaped scar on my left cheek; after being almost mauled by a small doggo as a toddler RIP favorite food: šaltibarščiai - cold red beet soup favorite t.v. show: don’t remember - from the past, It would be Courage the cowardly dog favorite movie: Watchmen  favorite vine: road work ahead? YEAH, I sure HOPE it dOES sexuality: bisexual  gender: female favorite book series: i don’t think I have one? Like; few books from Haruki Murakami and Dazai Osamu; but the books aren’t really a series;; favorite video game(s): Overwatch; Legend of Zelda (played ocarina of time & majora’s mask so far); mortal kombat; favorite subject: English; Arts; Ethics favorite fandoms: Boyfriend to death; OFF (game);  favorite superhero: anti-hero Rorschach  from Watchmen;; guys or girls: Any1 who can handle my jokes celebrity crush: don’t have one last time i cried: yesterday, RIP hair color: light brown eye color: hazel / brown; what I should be doing: Focusing myself on RP; threads; writing bios on OCs; but am I doing that? No. What am I doing? Shit posting and replying to muse memes. OTL

tagging 20 people: @abhlesh ; @ignite-the-fires-far; @the-silver-rose-kunoichi; @musesinthedark; @bearer-of-embers; @mirroredfear; @lrper; @ludicinm; @skirtsandbooks;  @odharnaiit; @rufxmord; @morteem; @darknessinmystars; @littlesilver-platinum; @jessicalunerp;  not an obligated thing ;)) some of you probably did something like this; but i’d be cool if you showed me it ;))))))) some of you guys are new on my blog and just wanted to know about the person like this ;))

#mun games #other #ooc #mod #r:mod #tagging: others #about #winky face

[ainitsuite-agape]

20 Questions!

Tagged by @theinsanefox thanks my dear! <3

Rules: Answer 20 questions then tag 20 followers you wanna get to know better!

Name: Lucia

Nickname: Agape, Lutz, Lù

Height: 1,70m 

Nationality: Italian

Favorite Fruit: cherry

Favorite Season: Summer and Autumn

Favorite Smell: the smell of the woods after the rain (I second this!!)

Favorite Color: black

Favorite Animal: fox

Tea, Coffee, Hot Cocoa: Coffee in the morning to function. Tea or hot cocoa as an afternoon pleasure

Average hours of sleep: 8

Dogs or Cats: cats

Dream Trip: Kazakhstan & Saint Petersburg with @yakoucchu & @urielsgate <3 but I would love to go back to Japan during spring time and for a longer period than 2 weeks. And I’d love to visit Montreal and Toronto again, I’ve been there in 2012, so long ago!

When my blog was created: Shortly after YOI finished airing 

# of followers: 2,526 

Random Fact: I went to a friend’s birthday party last week and I found out one of the other friends that where there was from Kazakhstan! I tried to stay cool but somehow I ended up speaking about YOI, telling her that there’s a character inspired by Denis Ten in it, and we agreed on how surreal and so so wrong was the way Denis died....two months are passed and I’m still not over it. I don’t think I’ll ever will be.

Favorite Food: Probably sushi and pizza 

Favorite TV Show: (non-anime) Black Sails, Game of Thrones, Stranger Things, Sherlock (but just the first series, don’t speak to me about the last one)

(Anime) Yuri on Ice, Voltron, Sailor Moon (old series) and may others

Favorite Movie: The Lord of the Rings trilogy, Constantine, Aladdin

Favorite Vine: I used to have a profile on Vine ages ago but I never had a fav Vine

Sexuality: Bi

Gender: female

Favorite Book Series: His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman, The Lord of the Rings by JRR Tolkien, Harry Potter by JK Rowling

Favorite Video Games: I never had the chance to play video games consistently so I don’t have a fav :/

Favorite Subject: Italian, history and art history

Favorite Fandoms: YOI fandom. Is the one I engaged the most with, and it gave me so much love and allowed me to meet really good friends. I have always been very lucky to avoid dramas and antis. They never really bothered me much. 

I’d love to interact with the Voltron fandom, but the kind of drama and toxic fans that are in there are making me wary. I don’t need their negativity. 

Favorite Superhero: Probably Dr Strange

Guys or Girls: *insert Tullio and Miguel gif here*

Celebrity Crush: Benedict Cumberbatch, Sanurzhan Suleimen, Manu Rios

Last Time I Cried: I honestly don’t remember? Which is good I guess. 

Hair Color: Naturally light brown/blondish, but I dye them red since more than 10 years, so I consider myself a redhead at heart XD

Eye Color: bland hazelnut that goes to oliveish green if I cry

What should I be doing: cleaning a bit and make sure the flat ready. I’ll have RPG session at my place tonight, well, in almost 1h so I should be really moving my ass XD I better go now!

Tagging @urielsgate @fukiko @spelon-berry @severeminx and whoever wants to do it really, feel free to tag me, I’d love to read your answers <3

[asexual-society]

Aspec & Arospec YouTube List Part 2!

Apparently there are a lot more ace youtubers that I missed on the last list…

The descriptions for each channel are pretty much just copied and pasted from their channel descriptions. Unless they didn’t have a description, in which case I just wrote ‘vlogger’.

Please note: All the content of the channels below may or may not reflect the views or opinions of this blog or it’s moderators. Nor is all of it safe for work or free of problematic elements. Please use your own discretion. 

Note 2: If your favorite youtuber is not on this list, feel free to add on! 

Enjoy!

Aaron Ansuini: A trans ace vlogger who talks about both asexuality, being trans, video games, art, and motivation; Twitter

Abbie Wells: Aspec singer, actress, and vlogger; Twitter, Tumblr, Instagram 

Aced It!: We are just a handful of Ace/Aro YouTubers who wanted to make a community to chat! Hang out let’s talk! ; instagram

Ace Ideas: We are a diverse group of asexuals here to share our knowledge, experiences, passions, hobbies, and stories surrounding our asexuality.; Facebook, tumblr, twitter 

Aceland Alexander Kent: Transgender-Male, Homoromantic, Aceflux-Asexual musician and vlogger. He used to run the queer information channel, Questions and Queeries ; Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr, BandCamp

Ahsante the Artist: Artist, Storyteller, Harvard 2015. A place for educated discussion, spirited lifestyle, cultural critique, creative reflection, and the silly goings on in the life and mind of Ahsante; website, Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, Portfolio website, Patreon

Androigynous: Hey guys! Andie here. Your resident cat girl. You’ll find gameplay, art, unboxings and feline vlogs! There’s something for everyone. ✨; instagram, facebook

Antastesia: A French asexual feminism/lifestyle/travel/vegan vlogger; Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, professional website

Anthony Pero: Posting funny videos and skits with the purpose of making people laugh. I like to focus on anything from serious topics like depression to goofier subjects like my Facebook newsfeed. My channel also consists of parodies of people I know, things I see, or random events that I think need to be spoofed; Twitter, Facebook, Instagram

ArtByFlan: Sometimes I draw things. Sometimes I record myself drawing things. Sometimes I post videos of myself drawing things here!; tumblr, deviantart, facebook, twitter

Asexualise My Asexual Life:  Asexualise Your Asexual Life: Empower And Enhance Your Asexual Life. Giving Asexuals a voice in the world. It is my mission to give asexuals a voice in the world; to empower other asexuals to be comfortable and confident with their asexuality; and to give insight into my colourful asexual life, to enable others to better understand their own and to know they are not alone. I want to educate others about asexuality, so that in the future, all asexuals can live in society happily.; twitter, facebook 

Autistic Asexual fangirl Adventures: just a vlog page, random ramblings and adventures of a autistic asexual and geek who wants to try and make the word a better place.; twitter

BaptismOnFire: My name is Jack, I love horror and all things creepy. Here you’ll find videos about nightmares, monsters, creepypasta and generally spooky things! Remember to watch the skies, stay paranoid and trust no one…; Twitter, Tumblr, DeviantArt

Blue Phoenix Ace: American ace education vlogger. My goal is to educate people about Aromanticism and Asexuality, because maybe it will help someone learn the truth about themselves before they hit the age of 37!; music channel, Website, Soundcloud, Facebook

BreakfastAlexis: An asexual artist who creates animatics; tumblr, twitter, redbubble

Brian Langevin: Occasional videos discussing asexuality and life in general! This channel also hosts an archive of Everything’s A-Okay - a project Brian Langevin started alongside the project’s writer, Amy Liang, to bring greater visibility to asexuality; Twitter

Channel for Positivity l Understanding l Justice: Demisexual Korean-American motivational vlogger. Stay woke. See BOTH Sides. Social Justice. Bite-Sized Politics. Build more POSITIVITY :D Pragmatic Utopian. Diversity. Understand Humans & Relationships. Embrace Progress.; twitter, tumblr

Christi Kerr: This channel is a mix of whatever I like to do, which mainly includes vlogging but could include any number of things; Twitter, Tumblr, Facebook, SnapChat, Instagram

Christine Sydelko: The youtube channel of vine-star/popular internet comedian and her boyfriend; Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat

Clara Unleashed: Denmark based asexual/biromanic vlogger. They also run the aspec focused youtube channel, My Ace Experience ; Instagram, Twitter, Tumblr

Cultlleader: Asexual Vlogger; Instagram, twitter

curlybobofelia: UK based asexuality Awareness, LGBTQ, Mental Health Awareness, Disability Rights, Child Rights & Anti-bullying Advocate vlogger; Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram

Dylan Tyler: I’m Dylan, and I suck at writing the intro things, so let’s just eat a lot of popcorn together and do an unhealthy amount of binge watching. Subscribing makes it easier to find me when you’re up for binging :) ; instagram, twitter

ElectraSnow: Demisexual artist, makeup artist, and special effects makeup expert: Twitter, Etsy, Tumblr, Facebook

Elisa Hansen/Maven of the Eventide: Voraciously vivacious Vampire Reviews. The Maven peers into the realms of the creatures of the night for a humorous analysis of vampires in media and pop culture; Twitter, Facebook

Embly: 18 years old, also the cutest small potato in the neighbourhood, wine mum, also very salty and nostalgic over a jam sandwich she lost over 2 years ago; Twitter, Instagram

Estelle Z: Music, vlogs, scrapbooks, and whatever else I happen to fancy; Tumblr, Twitter, Soundcloud, Facebook, Patreon, Gumroad

happy fish: Autistic, mentally ill, queer, nonbinary person vlogging about my life and trying to pretend I know how to function as an adult.; etsy, tumblr

Heroic Pages: Canadian, lover of books, films and imagination…and also a huge nerd!! Critter! Very much an unapologetic introvert (INTJ) ACE hermit cat lady den mother!; twitter, instagram, goodreads

JakeMale TV: I do Comedy sketch videos but also Vlogs! I share my life experiences with you so you can laugh at my mistakes. I have funny moments in my life, come and join me living my life. Click on ‘SUBSCRIBE’ to be told when I upload a new video! I advice it, MY LIFE IS WEIRD! I also do a University Advice series!; twitter, facebook, vimeo

Jeff Miller: Demiromantic/demisexual transmasculine musician, actor, and all around content creator; Patreon, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Tumblr

janeil darnell: An aroace vlogger; twitter

jennaclarek: Heteroromantic asexual. I just graduated college with a BS degree (get it) in Audio/Video Production. I’m also obsessed with Taylor Swift, strawberry cake, and musicals. I mostly make videos about books, but I also make videos about my life, my faith, and the other things I enjoy!; goodreads, twitter, tumblr, instagram, bandcamp

Jourdann: A channel that’s all about ships (the tv kind), college life, and artsy videos; Twitter, Tumblr, Instagram

kaihugstrees: Non-binary asexual. I make videos every week about my life, from travel vlogs and challenges to videos about mental health, disability, and queer topics; Twitter, Tumblr

Kelly McCraw: Akoiromantic Asexual vlogger

Marshall John Blount: Just an Ace guy trying to make it through life…This vlog will be about my everyday life and Asexual awareness…..I hope y'all will tag along on this interesting journey with me 💜💜

marsisnotcreative: Brazilian vlogger. Does covers of songs, videos chatting about stuff i enjoy, giving opinions, rants about some things that bother me, pseudo-artsy videos; twitter, tumblr, instagram

megathornberryy: Aspec book reviewer and vlogger; Goodreads, Twitter, Instagram

Milo Stewart: My name is Milo and my pronouns are they/them. Gender confused college kid named “YouTube’s most controversial trans vlogger” by The Daily Dot; Twitter, Instagram

Mikey Neumann (of Chainsawsuit Original): Ace president of Chainsaw Original and film critic ; Twitter, Website

moonchild: My channel covers a large variety of topics and genres, some of which include asexuality, body modifications, mental health, with the occasional story time or rant video thrown in; Tumblr

Overlysarcasticproductions: Sarcastic, yet informative, summaries of classic and not-so-classic literature and mythology, as well as major historical events! (Red has stated that she is asexual); threadless, cafepress, twitter

Peach The College Girl’s Vlog: Asexual Biromantic gaming channel ;twitter, twitch, snapchat

Phoebe Saturn : i make youtube videos as a hobby and hopefully have a positive impact on your day :] ; twitter

ppusherr: Gender, Sexuality, and Social Issues solved with Positivity and Education; Tumblr

punkygirlontherock: Asexual Canadian vlogger

Ricky Dillon: American YouTube personality and singer-songwriter; Book website, Twitter, Tumblr, Instagram, Spotify

Sally Le Page: Grey-ace UK vlogger. Aims to bring science further into popular culture by making science videos that make you laugh, make you feel and make you think; Website, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Flickr

sara elizabeth: Demisexual American make-up vlogger. i’m sara and i’m sorta obsessed with makeup and musicals; twitter, instagram

Sebastian Columbine: A horror and surrealist, filmmaker and artist in Los Angeles, California. This youtube channel surrounds Sebastian’s unique style, both in terms of fashion and beauty, as well as their lifestyle and artistic endeavors; Professional blog/website, Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, Patreon

skellydun: life is an experience. here are some of mine; Tumblr

SixFootNerd: British, six foot and a total nerd! Just someone talking about Movie/Tv News, Events, Reviews and Discussions; Twitter, Tumblr

Sophie Foster: Demisexual/biromantic fashion, makeup, and lifestyle vlogger from the UK; Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram

SoulOfEbony: I wanna scribble cartoons for a living and make people smile.; tumblr, twitter

Taye Nic: I’m just an 20 year old college student who is trying to live for the first time:) Lol, I just got into makeup! I also love making things, broadway, Disney, my boho chic style lol and NYC more than anything else! I also love to make friends so stop by; twitter, instagram, pinterest

The Asexual Goddess: Ace and in your face. I’m actually an introvert so i don’t know how that works

TheGothicAlice: Asexual Aromantic artist, Manic Panic dyehard, horror junkie, cynic, and part time model; facebook, Etsy, Tumblr

TheMysteriousMrEnter: Asexual/Aromantic animation reviewer; DeviantArt, Tumblr, Twitter, TvTropes, Facebook,

Vivi Addams: Feel free to hang around for a while, watch some Lego animations, hopefully subscribe… Enjoy!; Tumblr, Twitter

#asexual #masterpost #aaw2017 #asexual awareness week #youtube #ace representation #aspec #arospec #list #grey asexual #aromantic #demisexual #youtubers #video #mod britt #long post

[malefeferi]

Tagged by @imstuckathome12

Nickname: Feferi, Fef, Feffer, or Matt if you want me out of Kin!

Star sign: Saggitarius surprisingly!

Gender: Male but I accept they/them pronouns too!

MBTI type: ENFJ

Time: 12 AM

Birthday: December 4th

Favorite bands: Panic! At the Disco I guess?

Favorite solo artist: WEIRD AL

Song stuck in my head: Unwritten because of that damn vine

Last show I watched: Unsolved Mysteries!

Other blogs: @matthew-the-meme it’s my main and the one I’m neglecting cause Kin memes

When I created my blog: 1/16/18

What I post about: Homestuck Kin memes and anti-TERF stuff uwu

Last thing I googled: Meulin Sprite!

Following: 166

Followers: 61

Favorite color: Red, but pink is a close second!

Average hours of sleep: OOF LIKE 5

Lucky number: 5 or 7!

Instruments: I used to be the first cello, but I had to sell my cello 38(

What I’m wearing: A Steven Universe shirt and blue shorts

How many blankets I sleep with: 2

Dream jobs: HISTORY TEACHER!!!!!

Dream trip: I wanna go to Greece!

Favorite food: Alfredo Cheese Pizza (Specifically from Cici’s!)

Nationality: SUPER HECKIN UHHH.... WHITE (my brother embraces our native american heritage more than I do)

I tag uhhhh: @4241-4241 and uhhhh @smelly-fish-man

#about me!

[determination-and-familiars]

Flowey’s First Christmas on the Surface

Months after moving to the surface and gaining emotions again after so long, Flowey experiences how humans celebrate the end of the year.

People who know my writing (or my previous rp blog) from before I started writing for Frisk and Flowey will recognize a few characters who I’ve made “Frisk’s Cousins”

It’s under a read more because it’s over 5,000 words

     “How many people?!”

     The small flower glared up at the human. He was pissed she’d waited till now to spring this on him. Frisk held up a hand as she forced a weak grin.

     “It’s not going to be that many! Just … ten at the most!” Flowey growled. “They aren’t going to all stay here!” Frisk paused for a minute. “Well, Aunt Maxine and her kids will – but that’s it! And they’ll be in the guest room!” Frisk waved her still raised hand. “You’ll like them though, you’re actually older than them!” Frisk hoped that might win him over: the blossom hated being the youngest in any group.

     The flower’s growling finally stopped, though he was still glaring daggers at the human. “Why’re they staying?”

     Frisk shrugged. “The kids don’t like staying in bed and breakfasts or hotels. Freaks them out for some reason.” When Flowey didn’t respond, she added, “You don’t have to be around everyone at all times you know. They’ll only come upstairs to sleep so you can come up here if you need to get away.”

     “Won’t that be ‘anti-social’?” Flowey even raised two roots to make little air quotes.

     Frisk shook her head. “Not if you really need time to yourself. I’ll make sure the others know sometimes you do – it won’t be seen as being rude.” Frisk offered a smile at that point.

     Flowey turned away while he thought this over. He hated the idea of more humans being around but he did like that he could leave at any time. “Fine. Just make sure none of them call me a weed.”

     “Promise!”

     Frisk’s phone chose that moment to ding with a new text message. Pulling her phone from her pocket, she checked it. Her eyes widened as a grin spread over her face. “Hey Flowey, out of red, green, gold, white, silver and orange, what’s your favorite color?”

     Flowey didn’t trust that at all. “Why?”

     Frisk glanced back down at her phone, before looking at her floral friend. “Ok, now first. This was an idea from mom – this means she was thinking of you while shopping which means she might finally be warming up to you! Ok…” She held the phone out for him to take.

     Wrapping a vine around it, Flowey brought it closer to peer at the screen. He instantly grimaced at the sight of multiple bright colors and the sign above them that read ‘Christmas Bows!’ Under the image was a text from Luna: ‘Flowey would probably look really cute in family pictures with one of these.’

     Flowey’s small black eyes flicked to Frisk as he cringed with pure disgust.

     “You can say no, you know.”

     Flowey turned back to the screen as he looked the image over. After months of living here, this was the first time Luna talked about him in such a way.

     With a greatly exaggerated sigh, Flowey pushed the phone back into Frisk’s hands. “Tell her the red one with the gold trim.”

       As the month went on, Frisk’s house joined the others in the neighborhood to be covered with various brightly colored lights. Flowey, still getting used to his new emotions, didn’t fully see the point, but it did remind him of Snowdin.

      A tree was put up in the living room. A fake tree. Something Flowey was actually glad about. Being a plant himself, having a dead one right in the middle of the living-room, covered in brightly colored, breakable garbage would be… weird.

     While decorating the artificial tree, Frisk held Flowey up so he could hang ornaments on it himself. Frisk would hold him up with one hand while passing decorations to him with the other. At first, Flowey just held the item, wrapped up in his vines, and stared at it.

     “Flowey? Are you alright?” Frisk asked after a moment.

     Flowey blinked out of his thoughts. “Yeah, it’s just… It’s been a long time.” He finally started placing things handed up to him on the tree.

     Once the star topper was brought out, Flowey actually volunteered to climb up and put it on, himself.

     The tree itself was rather fun to climb, and his small roots only sometimes became stuck, needing help to be untangled.

       Frisk’s father Dante also started coming around more often. Flowey actually didn’t mind him. He reminded the flower of Sans, with how chill he was with everything, just minus the awful puns.

     “You two aren’t too cold, right?” Dante asked, while the three worked on building a snowman. Truthfully, it was only Frisk and her father doing the building. Flowey was shivering on Frisk’s shoulder and pulling more of her scarf around himself.

     “I’m fine,” Frisk started, before glancing at her shoulder.

     “I-I’m f-f-fine!” the obviously frozen flower insisted. Before Frisk even asked, Flowey added, “I’m s-sure I don’t want to go inside!”

     Dante walked over, pulling off one of his gloves. “It won’t be a perfect fit, actually it might be a bit snug, but can you fit into this?” The glove was held open for him to slip his roots into.

     The glove was thick, which made it good for blocking out the cold, and even had fleece inside. Flowey was already climbing out from under the scarf and starting to climb into the glove when his (in his own opinion), stupid, new emotions made him ask, “What about your hand?”

     Dante only smiled. Flowey began to see where Frisk gets her normal cheerful smile. “My small friend, I have body heat. You need this far more at the moment.”

     Slipping his roots into the fingers of the glove, Flowey folded them over in order to fit. Then, he managed to wiggle his bulb into the hand part. Once he was in, Frisk took her scarf off and wrapped it around and around, and up and down, Flowey’s stem.

     He felt a bit like a mummy, but he couldn’t help but sigh, finally feeling warmer.

     “Better?” Dante asked.

     Flowey nodded. “Yes. Thank you.”

     He stayed on his perch on Frisk’s shoulder, but now he was actually enjoying it a bit more. Frisk even held him while he pushed the carrot-nose into the face.

       As it continued to grow closer to Christmas, Flowey noticed there were a lot more shoppers running around spending money on everything: from cheap knickknacks to joke gifts and even large TVs.  Other than the expensive purchases, it reminded Flowey of Gyftmas underground, only far more … obsessive. Ever since becoming a flower he's not cared too much for physical items, and in fact owns very little himself. Other than his large tub of dirt, which he actually needs to survive, his belongings fit in a single set of drawers and he prefers it that way. But Humans seemed obsessed with getting gifts for each other.

     Well, most humans, except Frisk’s family. They put up decorations and had more outings, but Flowey couldn’t find any hint that they were just as obsessed with giving each other things.

     The little flower wanted to believe he lucked out and was adopted into the only family of humans who weren’t fixated with giving each other useless dust catchers. Or, if not purchasing crap, who delayed, until a random, specific date, to give someone something they needed: just to have things to unwrap on a single day.

     There was further proof this might be the case when the next time Frisk’s father came over, he had modified an extra-large glove to be a perfect fit for Flowey’s roots and bulb. He’d even made a little hat to go over his petals, and ‘Christmas’ was still a few weeks away.

       As the days passed and it grew close to the time the rest of the family was due to show up, Luna took Frisk to help her pick out groceries. Flowey was invited along and he actually agreed.

     Flowey’s flowerpot sat in the front basket of the shopping cart that Frisk pushed down the aisle. For what seemed like the fifth time in a row, Jingle Bells began to play over the speakers. Flowey snarled up at one of them. “If they play that one more time I’m going to stab someone and use their organs to choke whoever keeps playing it!”

     A gasp came from behind the two and Frisk turned to see a little old lady hurrying out of the aisle.

     “Flowey… you really can’t say things like that, no matter how much you don’t like something.”

     “I’m not really gunna act on it!”

     “I know, but just… try not to, ok?”

     Flowey only grumbled in response, sinking in his pot.

     At one point he raised a vine, pointing at something excitedly. Frisk followed the vine and sighed. It was bacon. “If you keep eating that you’ll eventually get sick of it.” Flowey only grinned and shook his head. She turned to her mother. “Flowey wants more bacon.”

     Luna glanced down at the small plant who was sticking out his lower lip in a childish begging pout. His petals sagged down, wilting to seem all the more pathetic. “How about this, I’ll make a deal with you. I will get you one full package all for yourself – you don’t have to share it with anyone.” Flowey’s petals perked up and he opened his mouth to agree. “And tonight at dinner you will at least try your veggies rather than hiding them around the house.” The flower froze and sank down in his pot with a whine. “All you have to do is try them. If you truly don’t like them, you don’t have to finish. And you won’t have to try those same ones ever again.”

     After another few mumbled complaints, and which didn’t convince Luna to drop her end of the deal, Flowey finally sat up in his pot a little. “Fiiiiine…”

     “Good boy.” Luna gave the flower a soft headpat and grabbed a package of bacon, setting it in the cart.

     Flowey took note that it was a large package.

       That night when they all sat down for dinner, Flowey grimaced at the vegetables on his plate. Ones that this time, he wasn’t allowed to hide, and claim he ate. Grumbling, Flowey sniffed them first. They didn’t smell too bad.

     “Only a bite. If you truly don’t like them, you don’t have to finish,” Luna reminded him.

     Coiling a vine around a fork, Flowey stabbed at a brussel sprout like he was trying to kill it. He sniffed it again and checked it over like he was looking for something. Finally he shut his eyes and bit into it.

     It didn’t taste terrible. In fact it actually tasted pretty good. They weren’t just plainly boiled in water: Luna cooked them with all kinds of spices. Soon Flowey finished that sprout and stabbed another.

     Luna had a knowing smile. “Well? Not as awful as you thought?”

     Flowey nodded. “Yeah Mom, they’re good.” He froze, petals lowering and cheeks going pink with embarrassment. “I-I mean Ms. Garcia!”

     Luna regarded the flower with a thoughtful expression, but didn’t draw attention to what he’d called her. He was still trying to hide his face behind his petals as it was.

        Finally the other people Frisk had warned about starting appearing. The one Flowey guessed was ‘Aunt Maxine’ was the first to arrive. She showed up with two identical kids who were both younger than Flowey and couldn’t have been older than six. While Frisk’s aunt greeted Frisk with hugs, her children instantly took a liking to the flower, one of them rushing over and scooping the flower up into a hug.  Flowey squirmed, but as these were the youngest humans he’d ever met, he didn’t bring out his thorns to aid in his escape.

     That being said, if they continued hugging him like he was some sort of stuffed toy,  the thorns were going to pop out anyway: completely out of his control, in self-defense.

     Frisk took note of this and rushed over, carefully easing the flower free. “Guys, guys, careful! You can play but please be careful. Flowey’s a flower after all. Play gentle.” Flowey climbed up Frisk’s arm and onto her shoulder in an attempt to be out of their reach. However after glancing back and forth from Frisk and the two kids, he started snickering.

     “It’s kinda funny how six year olds are almost as tall as you.”

     Frisk sighed in frustration before lifting Flowey from her shoulder and placing him back on the floor, much to his dismay.

     “Sally, May, this is Flowey. He’s my best friend so please be gentle with him. Don’t pull his roots, or petals either. That would hurt him.”

     As the two girls nodded in unison, Flowey looked up at Frisk in disbelief and horror. “You’re leaving me with the gremlins?!”

     Frisk bent down, patting him on the top two petals and head, an action he’s grown to accept. “You’ll be fine, they aren’t gremlins. Plus, you’re older than them. Technically if you play your cards right, you’ve got a pair of minions!” The tone Frisk used was light and humorous, showing she was just joking. However when she went back to greet Marco and his twin siblings Martin and Darcie, cousins who had just arrived, Flowey grinned up at the two human children.

     “You heard her! I’m older than you, so that makes me your boss and you gotta obey my every order!”

     The two little girls looked at each other and then back down at the smug looking flower. “Ok Mister Flower.” May said? Sally? Flowey couldn’t tell the twins apart.

     And….’mister’? Flowey blinked in confusion before shaking his head. At least that was easier than he thought –

     “– But only if we can hug you and you’ll play tea parties with us!”

     Flowey deadpanned. Oh, these girls were good, he was starting to see how these brats were related to Frisk. Grumbling, Flowey’s top two petals flattened like an annoyed cat. “Fine. But don’t hug me so tight and be – careful!”

     On Flowey’s last word one of the girls scooped him up again. Although instead of grabbing his stem, she had actually picked him up gently, holding him much like a baby, supporting his bulb and roots, rather than just letting them hang. The flower grumbled more as the other girl patted his head, ruffling his petals a little.

     A click that sounded suspiciously like a camera phone came from the direction of Frisk and her other family members.

     “Is that better, Mister Flower?”

     “Drop the ‘Mister’!” Flowey demanded, making an irked sneer. “And it’s Flowey, not Flower!”

     Eventually the irritated plant had to use tape to label the girls with either an S or an M in order to tell them apart.  

       That night everyone went out for a meal. They all dressed up fancily: Frisk put on a glittery red bow and a green dress, and even Luna was wearing a dress as opposed to her usual suits.

     While Frisk helped Maxine get Sally and May into their own dresses, Luna walked over to Flowey with the ribbon she’d texted Frisk about a few weeks earlier. “Would you prefer it on you, or around your pot?”

     Flowey looked at it for a moment before lifting his head high enough to allow her to tie it around his stem. Once she had finished, Flowey attempted to peer down over his lower petals to see how it looked. He couldn’t see much more than the tips of the bow: his petals were too large to see over.

     Luna stepped away to get a mirror, then held it up for the flower. “Adorable, see?”

      Flowey’s face dusted with a light pink at the comment while he inspected himself in the mirror.

     When the family left, Flowey left his flowerpot behind. He decided it was easier and more enjoyable to ride to dinner on his favorite perch: Frisk’s shoulder.

     At the restaurant there was a mix of human and monster customers, as well as staff.

     “Franziska, dear, are you the one who has brought everyone together like this?” one of her grandmothers asked, after the group was seated at a large table.

     Frisk winced at being called her full name, but instead just nodded. “Yes, Grandma Anita.” Frisk tilted her head to the quiet flower on her shoulder. “Flowey’s done a lot of help too!” He sank a little on her shoulder at being brought into the conversation. “He’s a big help in meetings.”

     “What is the flower?” asked one of her grandfathers. “Is it your pet now or something?”

     Flowey glared at the old man while his petals lowered. Before he could say anything, Frisk beat him to it. “He. And no, he’s not my pet, he’s my best friend – actually at this point he’s like my brother now, actually.”

     That seemed to only confuse the old man further. Luna turned to him.

     “We’ve taken him in, sort of like an adoption, though nothing official.” She paused, turning to look at the small flower who now was listening to one of the cousins, Darcie. They seemed to be saying something about his petals, from the way they pointed to them. Flowey once again developed an embarrassed blush but nodded in thanks. Luna turned back to her father. “Yet anyway. It’s something I still need to talk to the little guy about.”  

     During the dinner, Frisk had to order Flowey some hot chocolate to help keep him awake. Despite this, he still ended up falling asleep, curled up in the girl’s lap.

     “Is he ok?” Frisk’s Aunt Maxine asked. “He’s not been out of dirt too long, has he?”

     Frisk shook her head. “He’s ok. Shortly after bringing him to the surface he synced up with the sun so he tends to get tired soon after it sets.”

     “What does he do in the morning when waiting for everyone to get up?”

     Frisk turned to little Sally at her question, before glancing down at the small flower in her lap, petals closed over his face, and then sighed, looking back up. “He, uh, he plays the role of a rather interesting alarm clock.” Frisk forced a weak grin. Interesting alright. If you could call being yanked out of bed by vines or flicked with rubber bands ‘interesting.’

     “What’s that mean?” May asked.

     “It’s like what you two do for me on your birthdays and most weekends,” Aunt Maxine intervened, helping Frisk out a little. Frisk nodded.

     “Oh! Ok!”

     After dinner, everyone either returned to wherever they were staying, or went back to Frisk’s house. Upon getting home, Frisk planted Flowey in his large dirt tub, being careful not to wake him up. After removing the ribbon she tucked his sweater around him as a blanket and pillow.

       As days went on, Flowey still didn’t see all of these family members doing any shopping. They went to a lot of places: plays, movies, playgrounds and even sledding – Flowey actually liked the sledding until he fell off it and face-planted in the snow. But no one was doing any shopping. It would make it easier if they didn’t care for presents: there were far too many family members now. But everyone else in town seemed obsessed with buying things. Maybe they’d secretly gotten things already and they’d be annoyed with him for not taking part in Christmas, and buying gifts too.

     It didn’t help that all of this togetherness, on trips out, or with everyone all staying in, was hard on Flowey. It was difficult for the little flower to really enjoy a lot of the activities, being too confused. Instead he spent more and more time hiding upstairs in his and Frisk’s room.

     Dante took notice of this. Heading upstairs, the man knocked on the open door-frame. “Hey mi hijo, are you ok?”

     Flowey looked up at the man, with a slight head-tilt, not sure what he was just called, before finally shaking his head.

     “Is it something you’d like to talk about?”

     Flowey hesitated for a moment. “Um, yeah – but I don’t want the others to hear.”

     Entering the room and closing the door, Dante crossed the floor and sat down next to the little flower. “What’s wrong?”

     Flowey’s petals wilted. “I don’t wanna make everyone mad at me. I mean, I don’t think they would be, but everywhere else I look, everyone’s always buying everything! Normally I wouldn’t care about these kinds of things but - but with these emotions and feelings I do care! And I like this family I’ve been allowed to join so I don’t wanna be a disappointment! But there’s so many people and there’s no way -”

     Flowey hadn’t even been aware he had started having a word-vomit until Dante patted him softly.

     “Hey, hey, it’s ok. No one will be angry or upset with you.” The man smiled warmly. “It can be a little confusing with how everyone pushes “the right way” to celebrate Christmas, but we do things a little differently than what’s marketed. While there are some decorations, we don't actually do the whole gift thing. A long time ago we all decided that getting the family all together and spending money on doing memory-building events rather than buying gifts is far better than just giving items someone will lose interest in a week later.”

     Flowey’s petals perked up a bit. “Really?”

     Dante nodded, “Si, mi hijo. If there’s something we know for a fact someone wants, and they don’t need it right away, sure. But there’s no focus on it.” At the flower’s relieved sigh, Dante smiled. “Feeling better?”

     “Yeah. Thanks.” The flower paused before adding, “Um, what do you keep calling me?”

     Dante chuckled. “Mi hijo, it’s Spanish for ‘my son.’” Flowey’s petals lowered again, though he didn’t look upset, the opposite really. “Frisk’s mi hija, my daughter, and she thinks of you as her brother, so it only makes sense, no?”

     Instead of responding, Flowey raised his vines, silently asking to be lifted up. Once he was up, he curled his vines as best he could around Dante’s shoulders in a hug. When he pulled his vines back, he asked to go back downstairs to join the others.

     Dante carried Flowey downstairs, and as soon as they saw him, Sally and May ran up. It took Flowey a moment, but he noticed they were wearing the tape initials he’d made for them.

     “Flowey! There you are!” May cried.

     “We were worried!” Sally exclaimed.

     “What were you doing up there for so long?” they asked at the same time.

     Flowey blinked at them before climbing down from Dante and onto May’s head, which made the little girl giggle. “I was, uh … planning a game! You two are my minions, right? I was planning a new game to play!” Flowey pointed a vine forward. “Onward!” The two girls giggled and rushed off.

     The game soon had the other family members laughing because of how little sense it made. Every few seconds Flowey would make up a new rule, sometimes contradicting earlier rules. At one point, the game required only touching furniture, and another rule involved hopping on one leg.

     This game went one for a while and only ended when the three of them were worn out. Both girls crashed out on the couch, with Flowey napping snuggled between the two. So he wouldn’t get sick, Frisk carefully placed the two vines that weren’t wrapped around the little girls’ wrists in one of his flowerpots so he was at least somewhat in some dirt.

       At one point there was an ‘ugly sweater’ contest. Flowey started giggling as soon as he saw Frisk’s: A bright red sweater with white lettering saying ‘I’m not short, I’m a tall elf!’ That was until one of her cousins, Martin, shoved a small sweater on the little plant. It was green with what looked like a Christmas tree design. The top of the tree reached the neck hole, making his golden petal-framed face the ‘star topper’. The others were also pretty bad, covered with reindeer and snowmen, but Flowey declared Cousin Darcie had to be the winner by having taped a mirror to the front of their sweater.

       For the remainder of the family holiday reunion, Flowey started to finally enjoy himself.  Not only did he join in more often, but he even suggested things. One was for everyone to have a sledding race where he served as the referee. For the grandparents he let them interview him for plant facts only a sentient flower could give them.

      The actual Christmas Day was surprisingly calm. Everyone stayed home watching movies and playing games. Flowey suggested a game of hide and seek and used his small size to his advantage.

     Two of the grandparents taught Flowey, Sally and May a few board games, something Flowey thought would have been boring. Soon he was really into the games, especially the one with dice inside a plastic dome, asking to play again right after someone won. And he didn’t care who that was. He just wanted another game.

      As New Year’s rolled around, Frisk darted out for a few hours and when she returned she held what looked like a collar of some kind up to Flowey. He looked at her like she was holding up a dog turd. “No, listen. Alphys made this. She said it should be able to help keep you awake after dark.”

     The grimace didn’t leave his face.

     “It can be hidden under a scarf or something,” she added.

     “Why?”

     “Fireworks!” Frisk grinned.

     Flowey only blinked. “Firewhats?”

     “You’ll love ’em, but they’re only done at midnight – after dark.”

     Flowey rolled his eyes and huffed. “Fiiiine. But it has to be hidden. I don’t wanna be seen wearing a collar. This is why people think I’m your pet!”

     Frisk clipped it high on his stem so it would also be hidden by his petals. “Alphys first suggested adrenaline injections. Would you have preferred that?”

     Flowey nearly squeaked. “The collar’s fine!” He paused, then added, “How will it keep me awake though?”

     “She said it leaks adrenaline and when held to you like this, should soak in through your plant cell walls – kinda like when people wear patches to quit smoking where a little bit soaks in. She said it also might make you smell vaguely like oranges.”

     Flowey groaned but allowed it to stay on.

      That night after the sun set Flowey actually did have more energy. Being awake after dark, Flowey insisted on being wrapped up in as much warm clothing as he could be, practically becoming a ball of cloth, and going out to look up at the stars. One of the grandfathers, André, Luna’s father, soon joined the flower outside.

     “You like stars huh?”

     Flowey only nodded, still looking up at the sky.

     André carefully sat down on the porch steps next to the flower. “You know much about constellations?”

     Flowey shook his head. “Not really. What’re those?”

     “Patterns and pictures made up of stars. Sailors use them to have something familiar to help lead them back home.”

     Flowey finally pulled his attention from the sky to look at André. “Really?”

     The elder nodded. “Of course. When all you can see is ocean and you have no idea where land is, it’s important to have a beacon to focus on or you could end up just going around in circles and be lost at sea.” The man turned his gaze up, searching for a moment. He finally raised his hand and pointed up. “Do you see those four bright ones and the few going off to the side?”

     Flowey looked back up trying to find the stars being pointed out. Finally he did. “Yeah?”

     “That’s the big dipper. When I was about your age. …” He paused, looking down at the flower. “What is your age?”

     Flowey grumbled before answering. “Ten.”

     André nodded. “When I was about your age, I was hiking with a friend of mine and we got lost. I remembered it wasn’t right above us but to the right when we entered the woods and we used it to finally lead us back home.”

     “Wow…” Flowey breathed.

     The old man watched the flower staring up at the sky for a moment before adding, “I have a few books on constellations back home. When I get back I’ll send you one.”

     Flowey’s focus shot to André. “Really? Thank you!”

     Andre’ responded by reaching over and patting the flower on the head. “You’re a good kid.”

      As it grew closer to midnight, the family filed into a few cars and drove to what looked like a large open field. A bunch of other people were there already and Flowey asked Frisk to hold him: with so many scarves wrapped around him, he was far too round to sit on her shoulder.

     “Where’s this fire going to be?”

     Frisk giggled. “You’ll see.”

     And see he did. At some point a few people started counting down. Shortly after the crowed reached ‘1’, something from the field streaked up into the sky, tracing a grey line in the dark.

     It exploded into a flower of color in the air. Flowey actually gasped. As more shot up and exploded into colors, Flowey’s attention was glued to the sky, staring up with wide eyes.

     “Happy New Year, little brother,” Frisk said, giving the flower a quick kiss on one of his petals. He was more focused on the bright rainbows of color in the sky.

      The fireworks, however, marked the end of the family get-together.

     The next day, he was actually sad when it was time for everyone to leave. Especially Sally and May.

     Sally and May tried to both hug the flower at the same time, and Flowey tried to do the same with the two girls.

     “I’m gunna miss you Flowey!”

     “Me too, Flowey!”

     His petals lowered and he just kept trying to hug the two.

     Maxine piped up with, “We’re only a few towns over, girls, it’s not like you’ll never see him again.”

     Flowey perked up at that. “Really?” He giggled. “Maybe I’ll visit you two next!”

     The girls nodded.

     “Yeah!” May exclaimed.

     “We can show you around our house and play more games!” Sally added.

     Flowey nodded. “Sounds fun!”

     The two girls each gave the flower a petal kiss before leaving with their mother.

      Once everyone had left, Flowey climbed up on Frisk’s head.

     “You enjoy your first Christmas on the surface?” she asked, trying to look up at the plant.

     “Yeah, but it’s kinda nice having the house quiet again.”

     Frisk’s giggled, reaching up to give him a soft pat and petal ruffle. “Most family reunions are like that. Fun while they’re going, but…” she sighed. “Nice when they’re over.”

     They sat in silence a few minutes. “Frisk?”

     “Yeah?”

     “Can we do that again next year?”

     Frisk laughed, and patted him again. “Sure.”  

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