#Is lychee hard to grow?

[farmerstrend]

Litchi (Lychee) Farming

Litchi (Litchi chinensis) is a delicious juicy fruit of excellent quality. Botanically it belongs to Sapindaceae family. Litchi fruit is famous for its attractive red colour, excellent quality characteristics and pleasant flavor. Specific climatic conditions are required for litchi growing but the tree is not very fussy about soils. It is also little susceptible to viral diseases. Soil and…

[lohotine]

Could you please write a post sharing what traits you think would make the dragons in CROB fall in love with us? Thank you!

Inspired by these two asks:

https://www.tumblr.com/shmolish/750988905085632512/httpswwwtumblrcomshmolish750251834196852736

https://www.tumblr.com/shmolish/750251834196852736/so-not-sure-on-the-limit-for-characters-but-feel

CROB dragons x Reader (separate)

Warning: May be OOC, mild spoilers for the dragon story ig

``You're pulling at my heartstrings!``

Featuring: Longan, Lychee, Lotus, Ananas, Pitaya

Longan Dragon

`°♡ Longan is pretty pessimistic, I'd think. And even if you disagree with that, it's safe to say they aren't very open to new ideals.

`°♡ Therefore, I propose a sort of sun/moon relationship

`°♡ In which reader is very optimistic and open minded. Not only that, but determined as well

`°♡ Afterall, there is 0 chance of changing Longan's ideals just like that

`°♡ It will take a lot of time and effort

`°♡ Hence why it will definitely be a slow burn relationship

`°♡ Your open mindedness will cause Longan to think a lot more, and the more they think about you, the more they grow fond of you

`°♡ Now whether this fondness is just some odd curiosity or actually love is up for debate-

`°♡ Of course they don't admit this (especially if you're an ordinary cookie and not a dragon)

`°♡ But when push comes to shove, you are one of the few that can change Longan's view of the world

`°♡ Now...

`°♡ We can go the total opposite direction and probably make it work as well

`°♡ That is to say, hyper focusing on restoring the world to the way of old (or whatever Longan be yapping about) and finding yourself falling in love with them

`°♡ It's different from the normal you fell first but they fell harder, since now you're falling both first and harder

`°♡ I can almost see this being some sort of yandere relationship

`°♡ Where you're kinda obsessing over them and they find your loyalty(?) endearing and so they decide take pity on you

`°♡ I won't go into too much detail bc I'd just end up yapping forever and the whole idea is kinda messed up

`°♡ A very unhappy and unhealthy relationship where they use your devotion for their own gain

`°♡ But if you bent it and twisted it in some weird ways ig it could count

`°♡ But if you want more of that just request something and I'll get to it

Lychee Dragon

`°♡ Now where do I even begin...

`°♡ Lychee is an odd one for sure

`°♡ Always insisting that you're in love with them and will bow before them and what-not.

`°♡ Of course, they do with everyone though so it doesn't really mean anything

`°♡ Lychee wants a lot of power and stuff, and most of the time, they can get just that

`°♡ To put it in its most basic terms, I think your ability to resist their charm will catch their eye

`°♡ But of course they won't just hypnotize you

`°♡ That would be much too boring

`°♡ They want you to fall for them naturally!

`°♡ It's like a greed for what they can't have

`°♡ But now, since they can't have you, it only makes them want you even more

`°♡ They start giving you more and more of their attention in hopes of making you finnaly fall for them, and it just ends up snowballing from there

`°♡ Traits outside of... your defiance I suppose, would be your ability to be entertaining

`°♡ Although, I can also see a relationship where you act very poised or calm and Lychee enjoys annoying you

`°♡ Lychee seems to get bored quite a lot, and if you're too boring they probably won't end up working so hard for your acknowledgement in the first place

`°♡ Though, I think they'd appreciate someone else who can match their level of chaoticness a bit more

`°♡ I imaging you two flirt often to try and make the other fall more in love

`°♡ I mean, it works but none of you actually say anything

`°♡ The final nail in the coffin would probably be you suddenly confessing your love in a more serious way

`°♡ It's different from the cheap flirts and sarcastic 'I love yous`, because this confession is actually real

`°♡ Real because you didn't fall for their charms, but just because of them as a whole

`°♡ It's catches them off guard since people are rarely ever this open with them

`°♡ Especially people that they are somewhat close to

`°♡ The fact that you are so vulnerable with them makes them fall even more in love

`°♡ They blushed throughout your entire confession but when asked about it later they insisted it was just thier natural pink hues

Lotus Dragon

`°♡ Creating ideas with them seemed a lot easier in my head-

`°♡ Um, a very simple one is music and dance

`°♡ Afterall, they have a dialouge line about it being their only enjoyable pastime

`°♡ So I'd like to assume that if you create music or dance they automatically like you more

`°♡ Though, you have to be at least somewhat creative for this

`°♡ Lotus also talks about wish granting a lot and how they want an 'interesting wish'

`°♡ I don't exactly know what they mean by it, but if you have an interesting wish you'll probably catch their attention

`°♡ I just get the feeling that they are very curious

`°♡ Though I doubt you'd know much more than them, if you did know things that they didn't, they would enjoy listening to you talk about it

`°♡ Just don't be so rowdy

`°♡ They wouldn't mind it, seeing as their relations with Purple Yam and Mala Sauce are friendly, I just think they'd be more happy with someone calm

`°♡ On another random note; I don't have much to back this up, but they seem like the type of person to enjoy poetry

`°♡ So bonus points there as well

`°♡ They probably drop subtle hints that they like you here and there

`°♡ Asks you to meet them somewhere reclusive yet quaint so they can finnaly confess

Pitaya Dragon

`°♡ Certainly a handful, this one

`°♡ It's would take a lot to make Pitaya actually realize that they like you

`°♡ But once they do realize, they admit it loud and proud.

`°♡ Well, to anyone but you-

`°♡ It's kind of sad, actually

`°♡ Anyway, I can see two different ideas on the type of person they fall for

`°♡ A person who also loves to fight and is kind of just a copy of them (except you actually kick ass)

`°♡ OR a person who is more nurturing and takes care of Pitaya after all of his fights

`°♡ For the first idea, they very obviously want to spar with you a lot

`°♡ Actively seek you out just for the opertunity to fight

`°♡ And of course you happily agree

`°♡ The second idea I can imagine much easier

`°♡ Where you're always scolding them for being so reckless while patching them up

`°♡ And they can't help but cherish each of your little touches

`°♡ Might even get hurt on purpose just for the excuse of being in your presence

`°♡ Though when you tell them how much it worries you they become more careful

`°♡ I think a person like that is really important to Pitaya

`°♡ Especially since we have seen them trying to tough out their wounds instead of properly taking care of themselves (cough cough after the battle with Longan cough cough)

`°♡ A person to help ground their more... outlandish personality

`°♡ You're like their anchor

`°♡ When they finnaly stop being so stubborn and confess they make the whole thing a very big deal

`°♡ Just wants to impress you

`°♡ And of course it works

Ananas Dragon

`°♡ How do I put this...

`°♡ I feel like Ananas would like someone to protect

`°♡ Someone that they deem more important than their treasures

`°♡ So probably someone innocent I guess

`°♡ Since they care for their island so much, I think if you were a more caring and nurturing person, they'd grow a liking for you

`°♡ Would 100% spoil you

`°♡ You want something?

`°♡ Give it a day and it's yours

`°♡ I just get the feeling that Ananas is very touch starved

`°♡ Most of the dragons probably are, but Ananas especially

`°♡ So they practically fold at the most miniscule of touches

`°♡ They hate how you make them crumble

`°♡ But oh

`°♡ They can't help but love it.

`°♡ Confesses to you in the most extravagant of ways

`°♡ And their proposal is even better

[mtchee]

"Mm! A little taste of heaven!" "Do you have any preferences for the ice? We've got..."

"...Awakening Apple!" - Izuku Midoriya

menu coming soon~

"...Invigorating Orange & Peach!" - Katsuki Bakugo

Silence is Silver, Your Voice is Gold [SOULMATE SERIES] - GN Deemed as an 'extra' in his straight laced life, you've resigned yourself to covering your soul words and sealing your lips, becoming U.A's first year general course prodigy, the silent designer. It's unfortunate that despite your title, the angry pompom won't take a goddamn hint from your silence. When you even go out of your way to avoid him, you start to think that he knows you a little too well despite never having uttered a word.

"...Mesmerising Lychee & Mint!" - Shouto Todoroki

Silence is Silver, Your Voice is Gold [SOULMATE SERIES] - GN The piercing first words spoken by your soulmate leave you shattered, and your passion driven brother, Inasa, doesn't take kindly to it either. You thought you could get over your soulmate's rejection, accepting it wholeheartedly. So, why is he being so nice all of a sudden?

"...Motivating Plum & Sugarcane!" - Tenya Iida

Silence is Silver, Your Voice is Gold [SOULMATE SERIES] - GN Your spitfire attitude is a stark contrast to your sister Ochaco, but that doesn't stop you two from having each other's backs. That's why it baffles her when you become dead silent after you're scolded by class 1A's class president, Iida, for an outburst in class. When usually you'd scoff at him, you'd reeled back and sat in your seat. But now... you won't talk at all.

"...Balancing Blackberry & Lime!" - Hitoshi Shinou

menu coming soon~

"...Strengthening Strawberry!" - Eijirou Kirishima

menu coming soon~

"...Persistent Peach!" - Mirio Togata

Silence is Silver, Your Voice is Gold [SOULMATE SERIES] - GN As a late transfer, you feel uninclined to intrude on the connections your classmates have already forged, and feel even more so guilty to tie Mirio to you. Who are you to come in and claim one of U.A's best as yours? Though despite it all--through your silence, and avoidance--he seems to have had his eyes on you all along.

"...Buzzing Lychee & Butterfly Pea!" - Tamaki Amajiki

Silence is Silver, Your Voice is Gold [SOULMATE SERIES] - GN LOUD AND PROUD! That's who you are! So when you're paired with none other than one of U.A's Big Three, Tamaki Amajiki, your heart shatters when he flinches away from you before you can even utter a word. Your own soulmate is terrified of you without even knowing you. So perhaps, it's for the best that you pipe down and let him find someone else to better suit his needs.

"...Burnt Caramel & Plum!" - Dabi/Touya Todoroki

FALLEN GEMINI - GN You'd been tasked to infiltrate and investigate the League of Villains long before the group was even officially formed--namely your assigned target, their rogue, Dabi. Through your hard work, you've become closely aquainted Dabi, to a point where your true loyalties start to waver...

"Snow Tea Specials!" - Several OneShot/Drabble/Story Series

Silence is Silver, Your Voice is Gold | SOULMATE AU Mirio Togata | Shouto Todoroki | Tenya Iida | Katsuki Bakugo | Tamaki Amajiki | more coming soon~ After hearing the voice of your soulmate for the first time--knowing they were out of your league and deserved (and probably would want) better, you keep silent. However, fate determines you to be together nonetheless, where despite your silence, they either grow fond of you or curious, wherein eventually, you can be silent no more.

[kenthoescore]

💮 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.”

“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.

[mysticlongan]

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!

[abybweisse]

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....

[featherwurm]

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.)

[elisemochi]

the original fic concept I had for my exchange fic before realizing i was biting off more then i could chew was one where

Wayne was being meddlesome and decided to start a penpal service between the towns specifically with the intention of getting Lisette with Ludus

because he joined his wife in a Beverage Bash group including them and something happens to cause Wayne to go all

now wait a darn minute.

Maybe she almost falls and Ludus catches her without a second thought? or something like that

A very right place at the right time sort of thing.

Wayne just sees something there and is very oh i need to do something about this about it because he's so happy with Holly and wants his friends to be happy too

So he decides to make a fake penpal service that very quickly becomes a real one because this man's a people pleaser and when people who are not the targets want to join he cant say no without looking suspicious (and feeling bad)

and then it would just be them sending letters back and forth and falling for each other and stuff

Im going to post the prologue that I didn't end up using in my rework here just so it doesn't rot in the doc but dont judge to hard Its not edited

Despite it being Fall already, the weather wasn't being too friendly. The sun seemed bound and determined to beat down on the two of them as they made their way towards the festival grounds. Seeing as it was Lulukoko’s turn to host the Beverage Bash maybe it was fitting.

“I can count on you to pick the other two out, yeah?” Wayne asks as he rolls the Lychee in his palm.

Holly smiles brightly at him as she responds, “Of course! I’ll make sure we have a winning combination!” 

She’s so beautiful.

Wayne stops walking to lean down and pepper a couple of kisses on her cheek before continuing on. He can hear her giggling even before she catches back up to him.

“I still can’t believe you originally wanted to bring an egg of all things.” Holly says, lightly.

“Hey– I told you, I read somewhere that you can make some really fun drinks with eggs.” Wayne says.

As they fall back into comfortable silence Wayne cant help but think again about just how lucky he is to have found someone like Holly.

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When the Beverage Bash begins Wayne hangs back and lets Holly go hunting through the other participants for fruit that would compliment their Cherry and Lychee respectively. She’s not gone for very long before she’s coming back pulling one person on each arm.

“Alright! So we have Lychee, Cherry, Banana, and Peach!” Holly says excitedly as she unhands Ludus and Lisette.

“Good choice, Holly.” Wayne says quickly, pecking her cheek once more. He doesn’t think he’ll ever grow tired of being able to do that whenever he feels like it. Even if that happened to be a hundred times a day. Holly didn’t seem to mind it though.

In the end they do end up getting first place, as expected with Holly at the helm. The fruit juice they made together was really nice. Not like he ever doubted her.

It’s as they’re helping clean up that he sees something– Lisette and Ludus talking quietly as they work and wasn't that a sight. They look really nice together in his opinion. 

Different, sure, but from what he knew of them they’re both stubborn, hard working people who practically live to be helpful. Last he had heard, back before he married Holly, Ludus didn’t really know Westown’s resident sweetheart very well and Wayne’s already more than aware of Lisette's tendency to not leave the town unless she has to. 

Still though, seeing her giggle at something he said, and the way Ludus’ eyes snap back to her with that small smile when she does was making him wonder. He’s sure they’re just making small talk but for a moment he feels like he should try to get them to interact more. 

That maybe one day he could help all his friends get hitched. That, maybe it’s time to push for another wedding. Or at the least a few dates. He’s sure they’ll appreciate it. It will be good practice when he and Brad eventually try to find someone for Ford.

Well– as long as he stays smart about it. While he’s sure he could get Lisette to play along if he just told her his plans outright, Ludus– not so much. Plus, word travels fast even between towns so it be best to tell everyone the same thing from the get go.

Once they make it home, he’ll be runnin’ his plans by Holly.

[honoratacarnage]

top 5 favorite fruits?

hm...

🍈 Melon (both the pure fruit and melon products, i particularly love melon hard candy)

🍑 Peaches (peach season is a holy time for me!)

🍒 Cherries (not that big of a fan of the pure fruit, but i ADORE Maraschino and Amarena cherries, plus cherry candies)

Jabuticaba ( a rather rare little fruit, as it only exists in the Atlantic Rainforest, its a little, tarty fruit that weirdly grows directly from the treeback. it's taste and scent is so unique, it's really unforgettable!) [fruits and the flowers bellow!]

Lychees (OMG i had forgotten how bonkers i go for lychees!!!! just for the pure fruit however, i think that lychee products don't do it justice.)

^ it's supposed to be five here, not one ^

[kthlnco]

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).

[angelicalchaoticabyss]

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.

[definitelynotshouting]

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 :]

[aggressivelyaverage21]

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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[dollsonmain]

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.

[foxfren]

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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journaling as a tribute! #1

I don't really care who reads my entries or journalling honestly, what do you even gain? have some insight on my life. But I want to start blogging ? (hopefully that's the right term) about my life as I try to grow into a better person. This journal is a tribute to you! it'll be my outlet of how I would've talked to you about my day in our past. Today, I had an interview at the grocery store. I think it went well, I hope it went well LOL. God was it so crowded in there, I came early (about 5-10 mins before it was schedule) and my interviewer wasn't even there! What the fuck ! LOL. I was told to wait another 15 minutes for her to come and she did. It was so crowded, we had no where to sit. Do you know those stairs that lead to the botany? we literally sat behind it (sitting on boxes, she doodled my resume) as she spoke and questioned about me. I think it went well at least, I hope so! I'd like a little more money for the future at least. For my car, more specifically. I wish we were still together till I had my car, it would've been such a nice moment for me to be at that milestone with you. I would've loved that. I also thought about how much money I've spent on us in total! LOL it's so much, we burn through money like it's nothing. I don't regret it though, my memories are priceless. Otherwise, the 3 hours at Bath and Body Works a week is not cutting it (bruhhhh). The position I applied for was to be a fast-food counter attendant, you know the one who makes the banh mis(Viet sub)? I'm sure you had one at my place before, I'll become and expert at them. She asked if I wanted to work at the seafood if possible, I said NAH!!!! I'm literally allergic to crab. I think I would've died if I were to kill a crab. Otherwise, I think it went well; I'd get a call from them tomorrow around 4-5 if I got hired. I plan on doing my push workout today, calisthenics. I'll get started later on, my usual: 4x50 pushups superseded with 4x25 tricep pushups; 4x15 lateral raises superset with 4x12 shoulder press; 4x8 shoulder mobility work superset with 4x15-25 tricep extensions; then finally a superset with some other exercises I forgot to name. My older brother wants to work out with me again. although, I doubt we will, he doesn't have the interests in moving weights around. He's much more fitted for activity then a free weight regime. I saw a TikTok about a book called Heaven by Mieko Kawakami, I saw the ending part and it reminded me of you sadly. I think I want to read it no matter how heart shattering it may become for me LOL. I don't plan to code for the rest of the winter break, I can't urge the energy for it. I think I'll treat myself to a new backpack. I saw a sling bag ( I know you hated them ) but I want to get it. I think it'll look stylish with some outfits in my mind. It's called the S-ZONE Sling bag one strap on amazon. I plan to practice the guitar some more, I've learned D, A and E chords and who knows what'll learn next. I don't think I learn Brokeback mountain anytime soon. I can't bare my self too. I cried a few times last night (hard too! I haven't done that in a while. I'm glad you made me know I still have that in me) and a few times today. I told my mum we broke up and I had to walk away to tearfully pet lychee. My mum's not much of a help at all in this area bruh. She was like "okay! can't wait to see you bring an asian or white girl home" and I was like fuck no. I don't want to date anyone or see anyone anytime soon. I just wanted you. Although, it was a little funny. I know I've always told you that I was okay with ending things and I always braced/prepared myself for this. And I did. But god does it still hurt so fucking bad. I hope you're doing well, I miss you and love you still. I don't want to us to get back together (even though I selfishly really do) because I do not want you to have to decide or have issues with your self-identity. It's for the best for you and for me. I kept thinking of things we've done and places we've been to. It's crazy how much of an imprint you have on me.