#L&T Moss

[spring-lxcked]

@muutos asked: ❝ i don't want to ruin our friendship. that's the main issue i have. ok but what if college willry ❞ ( best friends who don't realize they're in love )

William was no romantic—or, well, that was what he preferred to believe about himself. His frequent trysts had been sparser, what with his fresh focus on wooing his closest friend. It was something he had initially framed as strictly sexual, all while taking Henry on pseudo-dates and savoring his mere presence. Even now he was sitting shoulder to shoulder with Henry against the headboard of his dorm room bed, finger lightly tracing over the palm of Henry's hand. ( Perhaps he was infatuated. )

The words made his stomach sink, the skin between his brows pinching for a moment. "Right." His head tipped forward, cheek resting against Henry's shoulder. He had no real argument to make—what proof did he have to the contrary? William Afton who cut out anyone at the first sign of romantic interest, who had no real experience with romance? At least Henry wasn't denying that their attraction was mutual—that was enough to keep William bold. "What do you want, then? For me to pretend I don't want you?" He highly doubted he could have managed that, even if the question hadn't been so clearly insincere. "Will you even be able to play pretend?"

[mossfriendly]

moving out is giving me the checking my clothesrails' weight limit type stress !!!!! : )

[alightinthelantern]

Movies on Youtube:

Brief Encounter (1945, David Lean)

Opening Night (1977, John Cassavetes)

Close Up (1990, Abbas Kiarostami)

Taste of Cherry (1997, Abbas Kiarostami)

The Song of Sparrows (2008,  Majid Majidi)

Russian Ark (2002, Alexander Sokurov)

Dreams (1990, Akira Kurosawa)

Dersu Uzala (1975, Akira Kurosawa)

The Idiot (1951, Akira Kurosawa)

Drunken Angel (1948, Akira Kurosawa)

Tokyo Story (1953, Yasujirō Ozu)

Early Summer (1951, Yasujirō Ozu)

Late Spring (1949, Yasujirō Ozu)

The Flavor of Green Tea over Rice (1952, Yasujirō Ozu)

Good Morning (1959, Yasujirō Ozu)

An Autumn Afternoon (1962, Yasujirō Ozu)

Sword for Hire (1952, Inagaki Hiroshi)

Rebecca (1940, Alfred Hitchcock)

Thunderbolt (1929, Josef von Sternberg)

Larceny (1948, George Sherman)

Among the Living (1941, Stuart Heisler)

Andrei Rublev (1966, Andrei Tarkovsky)

Mirror (1975, Andrei Tarkovsky)

Solaris (1972, Andrei Tarkovsky)

Ivan’s Childhood (1962, Andrei Tarkovsky)

Aguirre, the Wrath of God (1972, Werner Herzog)

Fitzcarraldo (1982, Werner Herzog)

Medea (1969, Pier Paolo Pasolini)

Medea (filmed stageplay)

Is It Easy To Be Young? (1986, Juris Podnieks)

We'll Live Till Monday (1968, Stanislav Rostotsky)

Ordinary Fascism (aka Triumph Over Violence) (1965, Mikhail Romm)

Battleship Potemkin (1925, Sergei Eisenstein)

The Third Man (1949, Carol Reed)

Johnny Come Lately (1943, William K. Howard)

Mister 880 (1950, Edmund Goulding)

Beethoven’s Eroica (2003, Simon Cellan Jones)

Katyn (2007, Andrzej Wajda)

Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events (2004, Brad Silberling)

Mean Girls (2004, Mark Waters)

The Neverending Story (1984, Wolfgang Petersen)

The NeverEnding Story II: The Next Chapter (1990, George T. Miller)

The Thief and the Cobbler (Richard Williams)

Osmosis Jones (2001, myriad directors)

Megamind (2010, Tom McGrath)

Ghost in the Shell (1995, Mamoru Oshii)

Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence (2004, Mamoru Oshii)

Steamboy (2004, Katsuhiro Otomo)

Badlands (1973), Terrence Malick

Wargames (1983, John Badham)

By the White Sea (2022, Aleksandr Zachinyayev)

White Moss (2014, Vladimir Tumayev)

The Theme (1979, Gleb Panfilov)

The Duchess (2008, Saul Dibb)

Bed and Sofa (1927, Abram Room)

Fate of a Man (1959, Sergei Bondarchuk)

Ballad of a Soldier (1959, Grigory Chukhray)

Uncle Vanya (1970, Andrey Konchalovskiy)

An Unfinished Piece for Mechanical Piano (1977, Nikita Mikhalkov)

Family Relations (1981, Nikita Mikhalkov)

The Seagull (1970, Yuli Karasik)

My Tender and Affectionate Beast (1978, Emil Loteanu)

Dreams (1993, Karen Shakhnazarov & Alexander Borodyansky)

The Vanished Empire (2008, Karen Shakhnazarov)

Winter Evening in Gagra (1985, Karen Shakhnazarov)

Day of the Full Moon (1998, Karen Shakhnazarov)

Zero Town (1989, Karen Shakhnazarov)

The Girls (1961, Boris Bednyj)

The Diamond Arm (1969, Leonid Gaidai)

Operation Y and Shurik's Other Adventures (1965, Leonid Gaidai)

Ivan Vasilievich Changes Profession (1973, Leonid Gaidai)

Unbelievable Adventures of Italians in Russia (1974, Eldar Ryazanov & Franco Prosperi)

Office Romance (1977, Eldar Ryazanov)

Carnival Night (1956, Eldar Ryazanov)

Hussar Ballad (1962, Eldar Ryazanov)

Kin-dza-dza! (1986, Georgiy Daneliya)

The Most Charming and Attractive (1985, Gerald Bezhanov)

Autumn (1974, Andrei Smirnov)

War and Peace: Part 1 (1966, Sergei Bondarchuk)

War and Peace: Part 2 (1966, Sergei Bondarchuk)

War and Peace: Part 3 (1967, Sergei Bondarchuk)

War and Peace: Part 4 (1967, Sergei Bondarchuk)

The Red Tent (first half) (1969, Mikhail Kalatozov)

The Red Tent (second half) (1969, Mikhail Kalatozov)

Sherlock Holmes: The Hound of the Baskervilles (1939, Sidney Lanfield)

The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes (1939, Alfred L. Werker)

Sherlock Holmes and the Voice of Terror (1942, John Rawlins)

Sherlock Holmes and the Secret Weapon (1943, Roy William Neill)

Sherlock Holmes in Washington (1943, Roy William Neill)

Sherlock Holmes Faces Death (1943, Roy William Neill)

Sherlock Holmes: The Spider Woman (1944, Roy William Neill)

Sherlock Holmes: The Scarlet Claw (1944, Roy William Neill)

Sherlock Holmes: The Pearl of Death (1944, Roy William Neill)

Sherlock Holmes: The House of Fear (1945, Roy William Neill)

Sherlock Holmes: The Woman in Green (1945, Roy William Neill)

Sherlock Holmes: Pursuit to Algiers (1945, Roy William Neill)

Sherlock Holmes: Terror by Night (1946, Roy William Neill)

Sherlock Holmes: Dressed to Kill (1946, Roy William Neill)

If any of the links don’t work, try looking up the film in this playlist: link

[juaneloriginal]

The Narrys :3

@bookshopsandtea The nar! i like him, kinda reminds me of my own nar

@owlfromthemeadow He looks so cool- i love that its inspired by the beginner's guide too aka: my favourite game of all time

@lilydoesdrawsometimes MOSS MOSS MOSS MOSS MOSS MOSS MOSS MOSS MOSS MOSS MOSS *crying emoji*

@thechaotichorselord B A S T A R D, here you go pookie :3 made him look extra annoyed just for u

@galacticatzzart i LOVED her design, its just so nice, i had fun drawing her :3

@finnleywiththesillys G U Y, gosh i missed drawing him so much, he so silly

@rick-ety ghuhg, your guy- omg, i love him/p he was SO FUN to draw jsjjsjsjs

@employee052 OLD MAN, he so iconic i love his design a ton tehehe

@ihazmunchies91 THIS GUY -S E R I O U S L Y- DOES NEED MORE ATTENTION 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ I LOVE HIM/p SO MUCH, OMG

@marionette-j2x I LOVE YOU GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUYYYYYYYYYYY, i struggled doodling him a lil, i will probably draw him again, teeheheh

@altyem b i r d, he is so handsome! tried to draw his design as best as i could!

@felonius-glitch he so pretty like- he is just to pretty, had a ton of fun drawing him

@thestanleyparablenctks m a n- i tried my best- again with his design, im not sure if i pulled it off but like- i like it! and i like him too :3

@asksleepymclean CLAWS, im a big fan of big nails, bro looks so smugy i love it

@thenamesmobu GUY GUY GUY GUY GUY IVE SEEN YOUR GUY MULTIPLE TIMES, I SRS LOVE HIS DESIGN IS SO COOL, I WILL COLOUR HIM NEXT TIME ME PROMISES, HE DESERVES A FULLY MADE DRAWING

@bucketfullofstrawberries webo Egar Edgar silly guy jsjsjsjjs i love his design so much, i struggled with his hair a ton, seen him multiple times bfore too, i like his design a ton

@tspstuff ESCORPION NO WAY, i struggled a lil with him too, it was really fun drawing tho!

aaand thats it!

me knows i left some Narrys, i will draw them tomorrow, now im eppy

nighty!

[southernmermaidsgrotto]

Herbalism book reccomendations 📚🌿

General herbalism:

The Herbal Medicine-Maker's Handbook by Green J. (2011)

20,000 Secrets of Tea: The Most Effective Ways to Benefit from Nature's Healing Herbs by Zak V. (1999)

The Modern Herbal Dispensatory: A Medicine-Making Guid by Easly T. (2016)

A-Z Guide to Drug-Herb-Vitamin Interactions by Gaby A.R.

American Herbal Products Association's Botanical Safety Handbook (2013) 

Medical Herbalism: The Science and Practice of Herbal Medicine by Hoffman D. (2003)

Herbal Medicine for Beginners: Your Guide to Healing Common Ailments with 35 Medicinal Herbs by Swift K & Midura R (2018)

Today's Herbal Health: The Essential Reference Guide by Tenney L. (1983)

Today's Herbal Health for Women: The Modern Woman's Natural Health Guide by Tenney L (1996)

Today's Herbal Health for Children: A Comprehensive Guide to Understanding Nutrition and Herbal Medicine for Children by Tenney L. (1996)

For my black folks!!!

African Medicine: A Complete Guide to Yoruba Healing Science and African Herbal Remedies by Sawandi T.M. (2017)

Handbook of African Medicinal Plants by Iwu M.M. (1993)

Working The Roots: Over 400 Years of Traditional African American Healing by Lee M.E. (2017)

Hoodoo Medicine: Gullah Herbal Remedies by Mitchell F. (2011)

African American Slave Medicine: Herbal and non-Herbal Treatments by Covey H.C. (2008)

The Art & Practice of Spiritual Herbalism: Transform, Heal, and Remember with the Power of Plants and Ancestral Medicine by Rose K.M. (2022)

Indigenous authors & perspectives!!

Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge and the Teachings of Plants by Kimmerer R.W. (2015)

Gathering moss by Kimmerer R.W. (2003)

The Plants Have So Much To Give All We Have To Do Is Ask by Siisip Geniusz M. (2005)

Our Knowledge Is Not Primitive: Decolonizing Botanical Anishinaabe Teachings by Djinn Geniusz W. (2009)

Ancient Pathways, Ancestral Knowledge: ethnobotany and ecological wisdom of indigenous peoples of northwestern North America by Turner N. (2014)

A Taste of Heritage: Crow Indian Recipes and Herbal Medicines by Hogan Snell A. (2006)

Medicines to Help Us by Belcourt C. (2007)

After the First Full Moon in April: A Sourcebook of Herbal Medicine from a California Indian Elder by Grant Peters J. (2010)

Latin american herbalism works!!

Earth Medicines: Ancestral Wisdom, Healing Recipes, and Wellness Rituals from a Curandera by Cocotzin Ruiz F. (2021)

Hierbas y plantas curativas by Chiti J.F. (2015)

Del cuerpo a las raíces by San Martín P.P., Cheuquelaf I. & Cerpa C. (2011)

Manual introductorio a la Ginecología Natural by San Martín P.P.

🌿This is what I have for now but I’ll update the post as I find and read new works, so keep coming if you wanna check for updates. Thank you for reading 🌿

[stinkig0blin]

H E Y !!!! Y A L L L OO K AT WH A T I FO U N D !!!!

a mossy bone !!!! FUCKING MOSS BONE !!!!

A M O S S Y F U C K I N G B O N E !!!!

im very excited :D

[beartitled]

Can you do some more comics with Francis mosses

I can, but the problem is

That I’m pretty much out of ideas and I’m progressively getting tired of tnmn fandom

Ppl who look at my tags probably noticed that 😓

More of my thoughts under read more for curious ppl

(short answer maybe I will do more, but I desperately need a break from tnmn)

! Just a general warning: this came out kinda long + sort of venty

Originally I planned to do 1 comic drop and move on, but got stuck bc ppl liked tnmn comics and kept asking for more (and still do-)

Generally I don’t mind doing more if the ideas are there, but I want to address this: I’m tired

I know blowing up is usually a good thing and I appreciate people enjoying my stuff

But it’s exhausting to see that tnmn is the only type of content which is relevant, to the point that my own projects or stuff I enjoy are just kinda.. ignored

It’s fair – again my blog is heavily fandom based

(+Tsp were and still is kinda the focus)

But with tnmn fandom it’s a bit… different

Maybe I’m biased and it’s just my negative experience with tiktok comments

Remember this art?

cleaning up transphobic comments was.. um tough

Again, I get that you can’t be in that neat bubble completely sheltered from negativity

Humans are just assholes by nature really/j

So I was expecting the backlash, but not that much

I think maybe tsp fandom spoiled me a bit (in a good way), bc I got a feeling that everyone in tsp was positive of any lgbt+ headcanons and just generally more supportive

(don’t get me wrong, there ARE problems in tsp community too, taking narrators design controversy into account as one of the examples)

Obviously every fandom always has it’s own issues, show me at least one fandom that didn’t have some sort of meaningless controversy or some sort of problematic people in it

It happens

But it leaves a bad taste in your mouth sometimes

And for me personally it only added to not so pleasant experience

The thing I also noticed, when I interacted with other fandoms

Ppl wrote positive stuff first and foremost, not really asking for anything

Here it’s just “hey more. I want more. Do more. Do this character. Do this. Do more.”

The only reason I kept doing more, because likes, reblogs, views – these comics get a ton of attention

there is a audience to please alright

But this thing comes with a pressure tho

and it shows

so let me illustrate

This bookcase

Is my shame

Because I was so rushing, I just copied and colour corrected this bookcase from my diploma comic and pasted it here in hopes for the best

💥IT LOOKS HORRIBLE OKAY💥

Usually it’s normal to take materials used in other projects

the not so normal part is

to leave it like that because your stress reducing tea doesn’t work and you don’t really have time to redraw it

my m en ta l s t a t e i s f i n e ah ah h ah ah

Ok but jokes aside: it’s really tempting, to just abandon everything and produce content like some sort of content farm

But I don’t want to, I’m forcing myself and it makes my art worse

Yes it’s subtle, new people won’t even see this

But I’m not improving

And I don’t enjoy just anxiously popping out comics because everyone keeps asking

I can give it my all to something when I’m passionate, but just “hey I’m getting attention” is not the best motivator

Attention like that does get to my head, I know that I will probably give in again and do more, bc I will compare my posts engagement

But what’s the point of recognition, when you feel.. so numb about it…

Sorry for a mountain of text and thank you for ppl who actually took their time to read it

It’s been building up for a while and I feel like people need to know the reason why I’m not so enthusiastic about making “more”

I’m not necessarily completely abandoning this fandom

I still plan to do ask/suggestions event for STP (I’m just making sure I can dedicate my time to it, that’s why it’s taking so long) and I can add tnmn to the mix

Like STP+tnmn kind of deal

But for now – I need a break

At least for a little bit

[jurassic-park-inthe-world]

Protect Me? (Zach Mitchell)

Summary: Zach Mitchell and the reader, Y/N, have been best friends since childhood. When Zach takes her to Jurassic World, it's a game of survival.

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The day he met her, he fell in love. That's how Zach says he and Y/N met, but when Y/N herself is around, he says they met in the seventh grade, when she moved to Michigan from Alaska. She was used to the cold, it didn't bother her, and neither did the kids whispering how weird she was for still being obsessed with dinosaurs. She got along great with Gray, because they both knew things about Sauropods and long-necks and T-Rexes and Triceratops and this and that kind of dinosaur.

Over time, Zach started falling for her. At the time, he was still with Ashley, his now-ex, and he hated thinking that he was leading her on, even though he thought--no, knew--that he had no chance with Y/N. So, as friends, he invited her along to Jurassic World, their aunt's dinosaur theme park.

Time Skip

Zach, Gray, and Y/N got off of the boat docked at Isla Nublar. The hills and mountains spread around them like a green maze, and the wooden dock was warm from the sun. Y/N grinned, taking it in. She loved nature, it was her happy place. She liked to often sit near rivers or streams and draw them in motion, or listen to the rain and sleep, even if she got cold and a little wet. "It's so pretty here," She said, and Zach grinned, shaking his head. "You and nature, I swear." She giggled, and Zach blushed.

"Who's that?" Gray asked, pointing at a woman with black hair and dark shades covering her eyes. She was dressed in a power suit, a pale gray color that covered a white shirt. She had pale gold shoes on. In her slim hands, she held a sign: ZACH AND GRAY MITCHELL, Y/N L/N. "Let's find out," Y/N said softly.

Time Skip

"What the hell just happened?" Y/N choked on water as she swam to shore. Zach and her pulled Gray onto the mud, and Zach said, "We were almost eaten." He blew water from his nose in a short huff, and Gray said, "That's why Aunt Claire wanted us to come back. We should've gone back." He whimpered, and Y/N gently helped him up, shaking water from her hair. "Well, let's just get back to the park, okay?"

They wandered around for a long time and found a set of doors covered in vines and moss. "The old park!" Y/N cried happily, running up the steps slick with moss. "Careful, careful." Zach scolded as she ran inside. It was a disaster, but it was beautiful, like an old castle left in ruins. She could see the beauty where everything must've been. "They built over it," Gray frowned, touching a wall with painted Velociraptors on it. "Makes sense, they didn't exactly tell anyone this happened." Zach muttered, picking up a banner. He turned to Gray. "Still got those matches?" Gray opened his "dork pouch" and took them out, handing them to Zach, who lit the banner like a torch. "Come on." He said, and they followed.

They had just entered the old Visitor's Center when a large, scaly foot slammed down and crushed a leaf-covered statue. "Run!" Zach yelled, and they bolted. Y/N tried keeping up but didn't see a large vine and root entangled together on the floor and tripped, flying forwards. "Ow!" She yelped, and the dinosaur, the one that tried to eat them on the waterfall, snarled and started leaning down. She froze, but knew that this thing didn't see like the T-Rex; it went off thermal radiation, not sight. Suddenly, the thing howled, and she saw Gray jamming a huge stick in the dinosaur's leg, making it scream and roar in pain. "Come on!" Zach was yanking her to her feet, and as they passed, they grabbed Gray. Making it into a garage, they saw a gasoline Jeep. Pausing, they waited to hear the dinosaur's loud steps. After a moment, they heard them, stomping away. "He's leaving," Gray whispered. Zach adn Y/N weren't listening. He was holding her close, breathing deeply to calm himself. "Are you okay?" He asked, face inches from hers. She nodded, breathless. "Yes." For a moment, they stared at each other. "Jesus, just kiss her." Gray snapped, moving to the Jeep.

Zach grinned, kissing Y/N, and she kissed back, feeling safe. "I...I love you," She whispered, and he blushed, a small smile on his face. "I love you more."

[anouchard]

Malevolent Liveblog: Episode 15.

Spoilers beneath the cu(l)t:

Beautiful piano.

OH CHRIST I FORGOT IT'S THIS BIT

NONONONO

How did I forget this happens here. This opening was TRAUMATIC.

Phenomenal acting from Harlan though.

Note to John: Arthur is very much not OK.

Asking some VERY interesting questions here, buddy.

Still wanna know if Anna links in more.

A Web, you say?

Oooooh, Vanguard lore.

"I'm not doing it for you ... but you're welcome." The audacity of this man.

Mountains of Madness? Mountains of Madness tonite, King??

"Like the base of a mountain" yooooooo

Arthur Lester has the purest (and rarest) laugh.

Hey Alexa, play Darude: Sandstorm

uh oh

May prove ultimately fatal? Damn.

Who's to say it will hold our weight? Hmmmm

"long and limbless" serpent? Serpent? Giant draconic serpent? Yesssssss

ELECTRICAL giant draconic serpent!

Playing with lightning here, boys.

Lads don't kill, just leave.

I can't believe they used a metal pole to try and kill an electrical beastie. Besties why.

"That was not a well-thought-out plan". Well, it is you, Artie (/hj).

NEVER just call it dead.

But also noooo

"Thank you"

I'm guessing that one is for John, huh?

"... the front of the boat"

"The bow."

"Right."

... cute.

Shaving kit! Arthur is about to be ✨️dapper✨️.

Why *IS* there a boat in the Dreamlands?

You don't know what a bow is but you can identify the Captain's Quarters, buddy?

Ohhh. Was the King here? Leading people, leaving traces? That would make sense.

Frank's (?) notes are like my funky shorthand.

Never realised how like a TTRPG this is written. John sounds like such a GM. Love it.

OH, of COURSE John would be feeling the sand in the eye. Poor kid.

I like this being almost a reverse sea adventure.

Boat? Check

Cliffs? Check

Storm? Check.

"So we're at sea?"

"Nah, desert."

"... what."

Hilarious.

Poor creature :(

"It's already so hot" MOOD, BUDDY.

"You can make me whole agaiiiii-" no, wait, we don't want that.

Well, that escalated quickly.

OH, so if Artie dies, John takes over?

I mean ... huh.

METAPHORICALLY SPEAKING

Harlan Guthrie your phrasing is so eloquent. Superb. Great job.

Arthur getting his steps in. 🚶‍♂️

To the right, trace the wall now y'all.

Well this sounds lovely.

Arthur thinks the same.

It is genuinely cool though.

MOSS MOSS MOSS MOSS

THE MOSS SPEAKS

SENTIENT, WHISPERING MOSS

Maybe not the time to interrogate the meaning of fear, but eh.

What is it with arboreal and botanical entities this season, folks?

The moss continues to speak. This is VERY cool.

Oooooooh ...

Aaaaaaaand SCENE.

[garfunklefield]

Carnation of the valley

18+ viewer discretion is advised

trans!sub!omega!Sanji/dom!alpha!Zoro Roronoa Warnings: Omega verse, dom/sub undertones, bratty Sanji, induced rut, oviposition, ovipositor Zoro, please google that, making out, intense breeding, poorly timed love confession, balls deep L bomb, implied Mpreg, knotting, abrupt ending, goodluck Word count: 3611 DESC: Zoro was never sexually active until he was much older. Some could call him a late bloomer but he preferred to say he had interest in other areas than women. For the longest time, he had assumed he was asexual or something, because how could beautiful women not tempt him? When he would see a woman or a sword, he’d go for the sword. Being gay or anything of that nature never crossed his mind until his friend Sanji was over.

The only thing I've written in the past 48 hours has been Zosan I'M GETTING TO YOUR REQUESTTTS

NOTES: I had this idea last night about ovipositor alpha Zoro and I had to make it happen! If you don't know ovipositor means an insect or fish that has an organ that deposits eggs, but it's also a fetish where you use a sex toy to shoot eggs inside ya - or at least I believe that's the name of the fetish. I've been dreaming about Sanji as an omega for so long you don't understand!! I've read so much omega Sanji I NEEDED to come up with my own thing! I might also play around with this ovipositor alpha thing and write more about it, maybe not this universe but something else regarding it. Also I love how its kind of just universal: Sanji IS AN OMEGA!!!!!!!!

Zoro was never sexually active until he was much older. Some could call him a late bloomer but he preferred to say he had interest in other areas than women. Besides, when it came down to it, women did not satisfy him in ways that a nice cold sip of beer could. No matter how many times they complimented him, or rode him till the cows came home, he never finished. It wasn’t their fault, his mind was always busy. Busy with life or busy with anything other than the naked women in front of him. 

For the longest time, he had assumed he was asexual or something, because how could beautiful women not tempt him? When he would see a woman or a sword, he’d go for the sword. Mainly because, in this day and age having an extensive sword collection was a bit of a flex. He enjoyed keeping his swords all around the walls of his house, in glass casing, and showing off every blade with a different story behind each one. Their craftsmanship was stunning, way more interesting than breasts. They were just … plumper pectorals. He enjoyed seeing men with bigger pecs anyway, it meant they had gained something he was working to achieve. 

Although the moss head did have to admit he stared a bit too long at the Calvin Klien billboards when he would walk past, or shirtless men on their runs in his neighborhood. To him though, he chalked it down to admiring their physique and aspiring to be like them, even if they were on the scrawnier side. Being gay or anything of that nature never crossed his mind until his friend Sanji was over. 

It was a day like any other, he was having girl troubles and coming over as an excuse to lay it all on his friend with no consequence. The other man didn’t mind, he had nothing better to do. Besides, what’s funnier than hearing the omega womanizer having issues with his alpha girlfriends? Why was it he so attracted to alphas in particular? No matter who it was it was always brought up that she was an alpha. 

Zoro sat himself down beside his friend on his couch, leaning back as he listened to him ramble, “And she doesn’t even call me back, but then she wants me to call her back! I just can’t with women sometimes.” He scoffed, although they both knew he’d be calling her back later that night. He was so obvious when it came to women, and women were just complex. They weren’t like swords or men, men were more interesting to read. Men never liked to open up right away, making him want to dig deeper to find the jewels beneath the surface. Men made him feel funny when they stared too long or touched his muscles. But truthfully, the man never liked it when anyone would touch his arms without asking. So he ruled it out as purely that, nothing more. As for the staring? He had no way to rationalize it.

“What if you just… I dunno, dated men?” He asked, looking up at his ceiling. It was never something he considered for himself, but for Curly, sure! He could see it for him 100%. It would fix all his issues, aside from being obvious. No, men like Zoro [not that he considered himself a candidate for Sanji] took a lot more effort to uncover. But that was the best part. Just like finding a sword on EBAY, the elusive reward was very profitable.

Sanji sputtered a bit, the few words he was going to say dying on his tongue. To say he looked horrified was an understatement. Had he said something wrong? He didn’t know his chef friend was an omega and homophobic. The blonde's cheeks raised with red burns of embarrassment and his eyes glared holes into his friend's skin. Was it wrong to say he should try men if women were so damn hard for him? If he found them to be difficult, go to something that would be easier on the brain. A more soothing puzzle. Zoro found men hard to figure out in a way that was mentally stimulating not outright annoying. 

“What are you implying … Moss?” Was all he managed to say, trying to hide behind a mask of horror when something else lurked deeper. And he knew there was something else behind those blue eyes. 

“I mean, go for a better chase than something confusing,” he clarified, again, not thinking much about it at all. 

“And what do you consider a better chase?” There was something different in his tone that made Roronoa stop and slowly blink a few times, before focussing his eyes on his friend's face. Well if he wasn’t gay he was definitely questioning it now. He had to admit, there were times when his mind would wander during … self-pleasuring activities [especially in his rut], and he would find himself imagining Sanji bent over and begging for mercy. But, that had to be normal in some way. Everyone had thoughts about their friends every now and then. 

Yet, this voice Sanji was putting on, was doing something to him. Not to mention that stare. It was something unsure, but it said ‘If you’re down, I’m down’. Down for what exactly? Exploring each other? Pleasuring each other in ways he knew he could? Even if he never finished with women he always intended that they would. Putting people's pleasure above his own was something Zoro did even in his personal life. He couldn’t help but serve others as a way to make himself feel good. There was a word for it but he could never remember it.

“Well…” His voice was low, trying to be seductive. But the moss wasn’t very good at being flirty, especially in this new territory. I mean, were men just like women when it came to flirting? Did he just have to use the same lines but switch ‘nice tits’ to ‘nice bulge’? “…A man is a better chase, I feel.” He ended up spitting out, pressing his lips together. 

Vinsmoke was looking at him, waiting for him to make a move it was obvious. God, he was submissive too, wasn’t he? Was that why he wanted all alpha women? So they could toss him around and let him be their little sex slut? He didn’t want to admit it, but thinking about that was doing a number on his breathing. It was labored and border lining on mere pants between breaths than actual, well, breaths. All he could see was his friend before him, staring at him with a level of thirst he had never seen before. All by a simple misworded error. And yet he was willing to risk their friendship on that for some fun? Hell, if he was down, Zoro was down. 

It wasn’t until then, that he had decided his next move that the pheromones hit him. Slowly, they began to fill his nose and pretty much soon his whole house would be bulging with that scent. It was citrus and honey- no sweeter than that. It was something he’d find in a bakery, of course with the chef everything came back down to baking or cooking. It was easy on the senses. Almost like an instant relaxer.

“Curls-” He went to speak but was interrupted by an impatient, “Oh my god, do I have to ask?” Roronoa blinked at the man before him and he let the other continue, “Do you want me to hold your hand while I ask you to fuck me or are you gonna grow some balls and do it?” 

Oh right, he was an annoying pain in his ass. 

He was wondering now, even through all his thoughts and fantasies, what was the most satisfying part? What was it that made the image of his friend being pounded into oblivion, hot? The fact that he wasn’t just an omega or a sub, but the fact he was a submissive bratty omega. Something about how he ground the moss’s gears was getting him off in more ways than he could count, probably eliciting a wave of pheromones from his body. He knew his scent well, something musky and warm rather than that sweet shit Sanji was practically oozing. And he knew just a bit of an Alpha’s smell was enough to cause an animalistic urge to grow in an Omega, even if he didn’t want there to be. 

Zoro felt his body lean forward, almost on its own before he spoke, trying to have that air of dominance he knew women liked so much, “Oh you want me to fuck you now, huh?” Then he smirked, just a small pull at the corner of his lips. Just enough that it looked effortless, rather than a calculated move he had practiced in front of the mirror before a date. It was something women liked, and Sanji liked women, so he would probably like that too. 

Sanji swallowed, another fierce blush rushing up his cheeks and down the bridge of his nose. He hadn’t expected that, had he? He was all bark and no bite. All those words, all that taunting, and all that bullshit was just that, bullshit. The Omega was a brat but more importantly, he was a sub, and what did subs always do? Submit. 

The green-haired man continued to lean, before he knew it pressing his weight into his hands to hover. Hover just enough to get into the cook's space and just enough he was able to get the rest of his body onto the couch. So, like a predator to prey, he began to inch forward, a hungry look in his eyes. This was arousal. This was something he hadn’t experienced with someone else to such ferocity. With women, sure, he’d get horny. But he wasn’t itching with lust, or oozing with pheromones that it was stifling. The air was thick and they hadn’t even touched each other. Were words really just that powerful? 

“M-Moss…” Vinsmoke trailed off, leaning backward, evading his touch just for the thrill of it. When Zoro finally did touch him, it was fire. His hand brushed against the other’s side and he couldn’t help it, leaning down to brush their noses together. It was more intimate than he intended, this whole thing was way more intimate than he ever meant for it to be. If this was supposed to be a hookup, it felt more intense. There was a flame that had been ignited, a flame that had been dormant for so long. Something that had always lingered, waiting to be struck. 

“Have I grown some balls yet, bitch?” He smiled, almost tauntingly as the man pulled back. It was a teasing move but he couldn’t help it. In some way, the moss liked to see his friend pout and get all worked up. It was kind of … cute. Yeah, cute. 

Sanji let out a huff, just as expected, lifting his hand to gently smack his friend's cheek. He went to speak, but his hand lingered for too long and it was sending the Alpha into shock. Had he always been this soft? This warm? And not to mention the Omega’s hair too, it was so radiant. Full of life, color, and texture, even in this position. 

Zoro pressed his nose into his friend's cheek, just inhaling before he spoke, “That’s what I thought.” All bark no bite, just the way he liked it. Then, like a bottle to his lips, their mouths connected. Sparks, practically, flew from his mind as they melted together. It was slow, but it was making something build deep inside him. Just the action alone, of skin on skin and lips on lips was sending shockwaves down his spine. Then he heard the blonde begin to whimper into the kiss, opening his mouth for more leverage and bucking his hips up just enough for some kind of stimulation. But when the other man moved his knee in between the Omega’s legs, he didn’t feel a bulging press to his thigh, but instead a warm wetness. The swords collector pulled back from the kiss, blinking a few times. Oh. 

“Something to tell me love cook?” He raised his eyebrows knowingly, although they were far from being all judgy. In all fairness, he couldn’t care less about genitals or what anyone had going on down there. Whether it was balls or a clit, if it was a guy he’d fuck it. Oh … so then he was gay. 

It dawned on the man; It was just women that he wasn’t into. 

“Surprise, Marimo. What? I thought you’ve had sex before. Is this too strange?” Sanji teased, voice dripping with want and desire. They both knew they were far too horny to care about each other's parts. Instead, he focused on that tone, god, that tone. It was gravaly, just low enough to be a murmur. It was driving the moss absolutely insane how wrapped around his finger he was. 

As an answer, their lips met again, pulling and molding into one. He was on fire, in a way he had never been. Worse than a rut or … Was this what a true rut felt like? To be so fucking horny you could barely think? To only want the Omega beneath you who was causing it? All the while they kissed, that sub was grinding his clothed wetness against Zoro’s mid-thigh. It was clear, it was involuntary. And, god, that made it hotter. He wanted to fuck him so bad, he wanted to be inside his cunt and pump him deep with eggs, thousands of eggs. Get him so pregnant and full that he couldn’t even move. God, that would be nice, right? Making Sanji such a perfect father and making sure he’d never have to move a finger.

He could just imagine a life with him, a life with … Sanji. 

“Sanji,” he forced out, straining against his pants and pulling back from the kiss. Their faces were pressed together, sweat mixing and breathing heavy, “I think… I like you.” Then they kissed again, teeth on teeth and tongues on tongues before he pulled back again, “I mean it… I think I really want to impregnate you.”

“Mm Marimo… I like you to- what.” The cook put two hands on his friend's shoulders and pushed him back so they could make eye contact. His blue eyes were staring back into the man’s dark and brooding ones, trying his hardest to search them. Roronoa was being genuine. I mean, he hadn’t thought about it until that very moment, but he really cared about the blonde. He cared so much for him, and they had practically known each other forever. He couldn’t remember a day going by without seeing him, or even texting him. 

“You want to… impregnate me?” Vinsmoke finally whispered, looking with intensity in his eyes. I mean, when was the last time they were reckless? If they both loved each other, why didn’t they start a family? It almost felt right at that point to be with him, it always had. He was right. He was always right. 

“I think.. Yeah, yeah I do.” He nodded slowly. It was silent, no noise but their breathing as they watched each other. Was this the wrong thing to say? Did Sanji not feel the same? Was this just going to scare him away instead of inviting him in? 

Sanji swallowed and let his eyes flutter closed, “Do it.” 

“What.”

“Impregnate me!” He opened his eyes and frowned at the moss, “Do it before I change my mind, idiot.” Well, he didn’t have to be told twice. That was it, on an impulse decision and an impromptu rut, they were starting a family. Their lips met feverishly, pecking a few times before Zoro took the Omega deep in his mouth and groaned at the sensation. He was doing something with his tongue that was utterly making him leak in his jeans. He needed to get them off and put himself deep in the other’s wetness or there’d be trouble. 

They kissed, slobbering all over each other as his hands wandered. Big and burly, they fumbled a bit with Sanji’s jean buttons before the smaller one slapped him away to do it himself. If he wasn’t about to explode, he would have cared. Instead, the green-haired one focused on his own pants. They slid down to his knees and off came his underwear. The air was cold on his cock, as it sprung from its confinements. Already, it was leaking a bit of precum with soggy eggs floating from his tip. Each time they passed his urethra he struggled to breathe out, hitching in his throat and moaning gutterally. 

“God, Zoro… You’re so hot…” Sanji smiled, pulling from the kiss to wipe his mouth. His hips lifted ever so slightly to pull both his jeans and underwear down. If the Alpha got sight of that pretty pussy he knew he’d have the hardest time pulling himself away, forcing his mouth onto his swollen clit. Just the thought made him groan. He needed to be inside him it started to hurt. Not just in his dick but in his skin, in his face, everywhere. If he didn’t have that blonde cook he was going to lose his damn mind. 

“I need…” Zoro pressed his face down into his friend's shoulder, letting his hand trail to his dick to align it with the other man's entrance, “To.. to be inside you.. Bad.” And once his tip touched that warm wetness he nearly came. God, it was so warm and plush, expanding to fit him as he thrust forward. 

“A-ah~” Sanji gasped at the sensation, feeling his Alpha’s cock stretch out his cunt. He wasn’t hung by any means, but safe to say his dick wasn’t small. The smaller one’s arms wrapped around the moss’s head, pulling him in and gripping bits of green hair. “D-da.. ah.. Damn, Marimo.. You mm.. F- fuck!” 

And Roronoa pulled himself out, just to slowly sink back inside him. Slow, that’s the pace he wanted to take. He was going to savor this and press their bodies together, feel skin upon skin as he fucked him. Every inch of his penis was inside his friend- no lover's pussy, squelching slightly. That’s how it was, as much self-control as he mustered, he made his strokes painfully slow. It was perfect for the blonde, making him squirm with pleasure. Every moment, every touch of his tip was pleasuring the Omega’s G-spot. His cockhead was kissing it slowly and gently, brushing against it in a way that he never wanted to end, making him cry out in ecstasy. But when his lover started to pick up the pace, it wasn’t long before he’d spill all over the Alpha’s throbbing cock. 

Zoro couldn’t stomach going slow anymore. He had to cum, he had to get Sanji pregnant. It was basically embedded in his DNA, every moment of his life was leading up to this orgasm. Every second he breathed was another second he was balls deep inside his lover. Someone he really cared about. When he heard the cook whimper, it was sending shivers down his spine. As long as the other one was pleased, he’d get off. And that’s what started to push him over the edge into a prolonged orgasm, something that was starting to swell at the base of his dick [literally]. 

The Alpha pushed himself back, so he could be face to face with Sanji, who at this point was a snivling mess. He was crying out in pleasure at every second he could, every stroke and every thrust. When Zoro started to spill, splattering bout after bout of white eggs into Sanji’s womb, was when he let out a cry, “I.. I love you.. A-ah f-f.. Fuck!! I.. a- ahah.. Mmm.. S-..shit!” He thrust forward, letting the sensitivity of his urethra overtake him in pure bliss. Every time an egg [and these were very small, so like 50 at a time pass through each splatter] would pass through his slit he was closer to losing his mind and closer to passing out. 

I haven’t even gotten to Sanji. 

He was sobbing, tears rolling down his eyes as he came to his bliss. When his lover started to breed him, fully knotting him deep with his cum, he was done for. He climaxed almost instantly as he was filled, thrusting his hips forward to ride out his waves of pleasure as best as he could. 

The sensitivity didn’t subside for either of them, as Zoro’s cockhead’s leakage slowly began to turn to a dribble, rather than an open faucet. Of course, now that he was knotted, they were stuck for a bit. He let out a breath of air as he came down, a relaxing buzz filtering through his mind. So that was what sex was like. No wonder his blonde was such a pervert, sex was amazing! It felt as though he was one with Sanji without even trying. He molded their souls together in a way that could never be undone, never be touched again. The bigger man rested his head against his Omega’s neck, trying to steady his breathing. Vinsmoke’s eyes were closed as he was inhaling, almost purring through his breaths. It was relaxing as the two rested against each other, trying to come down from that high. 

“Zoro,” he heard a faint voice whisper, “I think I love you too.”

[littlemoriflower]

Mori Book Recommendations, by littlemoriflower

Hello, dear-friends!

It's been a while since I have done one of these "longer" posts. I have been very absent, not only from this blog, but from the internet at large. School has been killing me lately, and I let the tiredness get the best of me more often than not.

However, I'd like to state that I continue to love AND wear mori everyday. not that anyone was accusing me of not doing it lmao I've simply been lacking the motivation to make more posts, but I hope that that's about to change! I won't be posting every day, but I'll try to come by and be more active in the community where I found so much happiness and lovely people in!

On another note, I have noticed more people joining the community! ^^ That is so exciting!!! I welcome all of you to our humble corner of the internet, and I hope you find peace and happiness in mori kei, as much as we mori folk do! (✿◡‿◡)

Now, to the post!

The Secret Garden, by Frances Hodgson Burnett

Synopsis:

Mary Lennox, a spoiled, ill-tempered, and unhealthy child, comes to live with her reclusive uncle in Misselthwaite Manor on England’s Yorkshire moors after the death of her parents. There she meets a hearty housekeeper and her spirited brother, a dour gardener, a cheerful robin, and her wilful, hysterical, and sickly cousin, Master Colin, whose wails she hears echoing through the house at night.

With the help of the robin, Mary finds the door to a secret garden, neglected and hidden for years. When she decides to restore the garden in secret, the story becomes a charming journey into the places of the heart, where faith restores health, flowers refresh the spirit, and the magic of the garden, coming to life anew, brings health to Colin and happiness to Mary.

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Anne Of Green Gables, by L. M. Montgomery

Synopsis:

This heartwarming story has beckoned generations of readers into the special world of Green Gables, an old-fashioned farm outside a town called Avonlea. Anne Shirley, an eleven-year-old orphan, has arrived in this verdant corner of Prince Edward Island only to discover that the Cuthberts—elderly Matthew and his stern sister, Marilla—want to adopt a boy, not a feisty redheaded girl. But before they can send her back, Anne—who simply must have more scope for her imagination and a real home—wins them over completely. A much-loved classic that explores all the vulnerability, expectations, and dreams of a child growing up, Anne of Green Gables is also a wonderful portrait of a time, a place, a family… and, most of all, love.

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Howl's Moving Castle, by Diana Wynne Jones

Synopsis:

Sophie has the great misfortune of being the eldest of three daughters, destined to fail miserably should she ever leave home to seek her fate. But when she unwittingly attracts the ire of the Witch of the Waste, Sophie finds herself under a horrid spell that transforms her into an old lady. Her only chance at breaking it lies in the ever-moving castle in the hills: the Wizard Howl's castle. To untangle the enchantment, Sophie must handle the heartless Howl, strike a bargain with a fire demon, and meet the Witch of the Waste head-on. Along the way, she discovers that there's far more to Howl—and herself—than first meets the eye.

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Inkheart, by Cornelia Funke

Synopsis:

One cruel night, Meggie's father reads aloud from a book called INKHEART-- and an evil ruler escapes the boundaries of fiction and lands in their living room. Suddenly, Meggie is smack in the middle of the kind of adventure she has only read about in books. Meggie must learn to harness the magic that has conjured this nightmare. For only she can change the course of the story that has changed her life forever.

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By Ash, Oak And Thorn, by Melissa Harrison

Synopsis:

Three tiny, ancient beings - Moss, Burnet and Cumulus, once revered as Guardians of the Wild World - wake from winter hibernation in their beloved ash tree home. When it is destroyed, they set off on an adventure to find more of their kind, a journey that takes them first into the deep countryside and then the heart of a city. Helped along the way by birds and animals, the trio search for a way to survive and thrive in a precious yet disappearing world...

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Alice In Wonderland, by Lewis Carrol

Synopsis:

When Alice sees a white rabbit take a watch out of its waistcoat pocket she decides to follow it, and a sequence of most unusual events is set in motion.

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[jessysapphireblue]

Sleepy you Luffy x Oc

You know the drill. As always nicknames, female and a magician. This contains fluff and freaking out. Have fun

"Je! JEEEEE!", Luffy shouted across the whole sunny, on the search for you. Hands on his hips, looking pouty. He knew you never ignore his calls for your name, as he also checked each room, even earning some beatings from Nami since he just walked into the bathroom.

"Je, pls come here. I´m bored and-", he began to whine but stopped when he saw your sleeping form under the tree next to the swing, a book in your lap. Walking to you, he kneeled down and began to wave his hand in front of your face, earning no reaction.

"Je?", Luffy whispered and tapped your nose, as you were out like a light. Laughter slipped pass his lips, while looking at you. Standing up, he sat next to you, and pulled your head onto his shoulder, making you smile a little in your sleep.

"Shishishi! Sleep more", he kissed your head before looking at the book in your lap. Taking it, he looked through it, seeing a loose paper. Taking it, his eyes widen in happiness. On it were ideas he requested you should try to figure out with your magic, such as, making Devil Fruit user swim. Looking down at your book, he saw a potion brewing you figured out due to his request.

He swore, in that moment, he was so happy and touched, doing stuff not only for him but also the crew!

"Ah, that was great, thanks Sanji!", Chopper beamed at their chef who made him a dessert. "Sure, Chopper. Glad you liked it", grinned Sanji as "AHHHHHHH!!!", Usopp screamed, making Chopper flinch. "Oi, shut it Usopp", Sanji growled at him. "B-B-But T-T-the L-L-Lu- APOCALYPSE!", the sniper stuttered before screaming out, pointing outside.

"Hm?", Sanji walked to the door, looking outside, which made his eyes widen, and he accidentally inhaled his cigarette, making him cough. "AH! SANJI!", Usopp and Chopper screamed before turning into his heavy point and doing a heimlich maneuver on his friend, which caused Sanji to spit his cigarette out before coughing.

"Usopp, you´re right", Sanji chocked out while the Sniper nodded. The doctor himself now being curious, looking outside.

Luffy has deciaded to move you two to the other side of the deck, resting against a wall, his strawhat on your head, while he looked at your book, smiling. "AH! THE WORLD IS ENDING!", Chopper shrunk himself. "Chopper, no worries! I get the Anti- Ghost system!" "Yes! Pls do! Luffy is posessed!", Chopper began to cry.

"One way to try out", said Sanji and took a plate with desserts outside, making both boys watching before Franky and Brook entered. "What are you doing?", asked Franky. "SHHHHH!", they shushed him

Sanji came back pale as a ghost. "He said no" "Who said no?" "Luffy said no to food" "A DEMON IS INSIDE HIM!!!" "DEMON?! NOOOOOO!!!!", Brook screamed. "What is now wrong?" "Zoro!", Usopp and Chopper flung at his legs, crying. "You have to help us" "ha? No thanks", he simply said. "Moss head, our captain is possessed" "Luffy? As if", the swordman rolled his eye. "He said no to his food and is reading a book, with real words in it", admitted Sanji and the room went quiet.

"We throw him in the water", Zoro walked straight out of the door. "OI! LU-" "SHHHH!", he shushed Zoro. "You knock him out, I cut his head off" "Oi! Don´t kill him", said Franky. "Chopper can sew his head back on", he simply said.

All walked out, straight to their captain, who closed your book and tugged it away. "Shh, Je´s sleeping" "Luffy, this will be for your own safety" "Luffy-san, we promise we save you", bowed brook down before Sanji wanted to kick him, making Luffy evade. "WHOA! Guys", Luffy Shouted but quickly shut up, looking towards you before breathing out.

"Luffy, don´t worry, we will get this demon out of you!", Chopper said confident before a huge fight between the boys broke out, Luffy being busy evading every single attack.

"YOU ALL!!!!", Nami appeared with a deadly aura behind her, making them gulp.

Hearing some loud noises you yawned and stretched yourself, rubbing the sleep from your eyes only to saw the boys being stucked into the Sunny deck. "What the-" "What were you guys doing?!", Nami sneered at them

Soon, all boys said what they saw. "In conclusion" " THIS IS NOT LUFFY!", all shouted besides Luffy who looked confused. "I am Me" "No! You sat with her here against a wall, while you read a book!" "The potion book! There are so many cool things in there", Luffy beamed at them. "You declined dessert", stated Sanji, making all turn to him, including you.

"You guys always told be to be a...seniable boyfriend! So that´s what I did" "Seniable?" "You mean sensible, idiot", groaned Nami. "Yes! Je was so busy these last days and didn´t get to sleep and now she did and she deserved it" "Fufufu~ responsible boyfriend", admitted Robin. "Aww, Lu. Thank you so much. On the next island, food goes on me"

"JACKPOT!!!", he cheered. "Sanji food!!!", jumping up, Luffy dashed towards the kitchen, making everyone breath out.

"what a chaotic crew" "You mean captain"

[galacticnikki]

A Baby Witch's First Grimoire

Grimoire Entry 14 - Protection Herbs

A:

Acacia

African Violet

Agrimony

Ague Root

Aloe

Althea

Alyssum

Amaranth

Angelica

Anise

Arbutus

Asafetida

Ash

B:

Balm of Gilead

Bamboo

Barley

Basil

Bay

Bean

Betony, Wood

Birch

Bittersweet

Blackberry

Bladderwrack

Bloodroot

Bluebell

Bodhi

Boneset

Briony

Bromeliad

Broom

Buckthorn

Burdock

C:

Cactus

Calamus

Caraway

Carnation

Cascara Sagrada

Castor

Cedar

Celandine

Chrysanthemum

Cinchona

Cinnamon

Cinquefoil

Clove

Clover

Club Moss

Coconut

Cohosh, Black

Cotton

Cumin

Curry

Cyclamen

Cypress

D-G:

Datura

Devil's Bit

Devil's Shoestring

Dill

Dogwood

Dragon's Blood

Ebony

Elder

Elecenpane

Eucalyptus

Euphorbia

Fern

Figwort

Fleabane

Frankincense

Galangal

Garlic

Geranium

Ginseng

Gorse

Gourd

Grain

Grass

H-K:

Hazel

Heather

Holly

Honeysuckle

Horehound

Houseleek

Hyacinth

Hyssop

Irish Moss

Ivy

Juniper

Kava-Kava

L-M:

Lady's Slippers

Larch

Larkspur

Lavender

Lekk

Lettuce

Lilac

Lime

Linden

Loosestrife

Lotus

Lucky Hand

Mallow

Mandrake

Marigold

Masterwort

Meadow Rue

Mimosa

Mint

Mistletoe

Molluka

Mugwort

Mulberry

Mullein

Mustard

Myrrh

N-Q:

Nettle

Norfolk Island Pine

Oak

Olive

Onion

Orris

Papaya

Papyrus

Parsley

Pennyroyal

Peony

Pepper

Periwinkle

Pilot Weed

Pimpernel

Pine

Plantain

Plum Purslane

Quince

R-S:

Radish

Ragwort

Raspberry

Rattlesnake Root

Rhubarb

Rice

Roots

Rose

Rosemary

Rowan

Sage

St. John's Wort

Sandalwood

Sloe

Snapdragon

Southernwood

Spanish Moss

Squill

Sweetgum

T-Z:

Tamarisk

Thistle

Ti

Toadflax

Tomato

Tormentil

Tulip

Turnip

Valerian

Venus' Fly Trap

Vervain

Violet

Wax Plant

Willow

Wintergreen

Witch's Hazel

Wolf's Bane

Yerba Santa

Yucca

Feel free to check out my master post for more information!

[w-a-r-r-i-o-r-s]

The New Prophecy Quest Game & Consult StarClan Prefix/Suffix List

First letter of first name:

A = Hawk

B = Tangle

C = Wild

D = Swift

E = Rain

F = Thorn

G = Fuzzy

H = Mud

I = Loud

J = Bramble

K = Moss

L = Leopard

M = Stealth/Scar*

N = Bright

O = Running

P = Sand

Q = Dawn

R = Ice

S = Spotted

T = Rock

U = Red

V = Mouse

W = Tiger

X = Flower

Y = Claw

Z = Blue

First letter of hometown:

A = fire

B = claw

C = talon

D = eyes

E = fur

F = tail

G = mask

H = face

I = storm

J = foot

K = ears

L = pelt

M = nose

N = heart

O = belly

P = shadow

Q = flower

R = breath

S = path

T = legs

U = sky

V = pool

W = head

X = wish

Y = stalker

Z = sayer

*Stealth- in New Prophecy Quest Game, Scar- in Consult StarClan

[akanemnon]

Mosses are small, non-vascular flowerless plantsin the taxonomic division Bryophyta(/braɪˈɒfətə/,[3] /ˌbraɪ.əˈfaɪtə/) sensu stricto. Bryophyta (sensu lato, Schimp. 1879[4]) may also refer to the parent group bryophytes, which comprise liverworts, mosses, and hornworts.[5]Mosses typically form dense green clumps or mats, often in damp or shady locations. The individual plants are usually composed of simple leaves that are generally only one cell thick, attached to a stem that may be branched or unbranched and has only a limited role in conducting water and nutrients. Although some species have conducting tissues, these are generally poorly developed and structurally different from similar tissue found in vascular plants.[6] Mosses do not have seeds and after fertilisation develop sporophytes with unbranched stalks topped with single capsules containing spores. They are typically 0.2–10 cm (0.1–3.9 in) tall, though some species are much larger. Dawsonia, the tallest moss in the world, can grow to 50 cm (20 in) in height. There are approximately 12,000 species.[2]Moss

Temporal range: Carboniferous[1]–present  

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NClumps of moss on the ground and base of trees in the Allegheny National Forest, Pennsylvania, United StatesScientific classificationKingdom:PlantaeClade:EmbryophytesClade:SetaphytaDivision:Bryophyta Schimp. sensu strictoClasses[2]

Takakiopsida

Sphagnopsida

Andreaeopsida

Andreaeobryopsida

Oedipodiopsida

Polytrichopsida

Tetraphidopsida

Bryopsida

Synonyms

Musci L.

Muscineae Bisch.

Mosses are commonly confused with liverworts, hornworts and lichens.[7] Although often described as non-vascular plants, many mosses have advanced vascular systems.[8][9] Like liverworts and hornworts, the haploidgametophyte generation of mosses is the dominant phase of the life cycle. This contrasts with the pattern in all vascular plants (seed plantsand pteridophytes), where the diploid sporophyte generation is dominant. Lichens may superficially resemble mosses, and sometimes have common names that include the word "moss" (e.g., "reindeer moss" or "Iceland moss"), but they are fungal symbioses and not related to mosses.[7]: 3 

The main commercial significance of mosses is as the main constituent of peat (mostly the genus Sphagnum), although they are also used for decorative purposes, such as in gardens and in the florist trade. Traditional uses of mosses included as insulation and for the ability to absorb liquids up to 20 times their weight.

GUYS I FOUND BERDLY

[beneathsakurashade]

ᴳᵒᵈ ⁱˢʰ ᵀʷˢᵗ ˣ ⁱᵐᵐᵒʳᵗᵃˡ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ CH: 1

“I’m dancing with a ‘ish’ wordbook, excuse me”

Y/N's current alias:

Hanakato L/N

Alias No. 917

Date: wait-

    You're bored of life, find it utterly dull.  So you had the brilliant idea of challenging a god, a god that slept within the ancient mountains outside of your tiny village.  Crossing the well worn trails that wove through the mountains with nothing but the clothes on your back and a bracelet from your father.  You were fully prepared to die, having handing the last funds that you had saved to your family as you approached the weathered temple buried deep within the mountains.  The forest had long since claimed the temple as it's own, the once glorious place was now spotted with large patches of moss.  What was once a mere sapling was now a large tree that supported the temple at it's left side, the branches poking in from the open windows.  The temple of a goddess that was said to be from another world, Rukka, was famous centuries ago, when the townspeople lived in the mountains.  But such a time was no longer, since the village moved from the great mountains to the humble plains of the valley, the temple had been left in a state of disarray.  Gazing offhandedly to the scrolls that were left neatly in their sections, some were left on the floor, open and you could see faint scribbles next to some worshipper's words of wisdom. Bracing yourself for your doom as the huge stone statue that loomed before you cracked and chipped as the god sealed within moved awake.  You were sure to pass on without regrets, as you noticed vines zip towards you.  Completely opposite to your plan however, Rukka, was considerably weak, and it was no challenge beating her.  She actually admitted that she had no idea that someone would actually challenge her.  Fate had blessed you with victory, and the goddess had blessed you with what every human desired…

Eternal life

Or so she believed that every human desired, she was perplexed at your negative reaction to such an honor.

    Since you were bestowed the gift, you wandered the world, adopting so many new identities that you could fill a book with just their names.  You kept a journal to keep track of your travels, forgetting to add dates after a single journal turned into a pile.  You kept that pile in a little cottage that you found and renovated, though you barely visited it, too occupied with your travels.  It was nice to have a place to return to after all that adventuring, it was rather far from the village that you grew up in.  You never did visit your family after the fight, you wanted your family to believe that you perished in the fight, perhaps then they'd finally acknowledge your existence.  Speaking of which, your family were humble farmers, you were the unwanted extra child that they couldn't afford.  Your brother was their eldest son, their pride and joy, he reveled in that growing up, but as he reached adulthood he realized that his efforts would be for naught.  Your family expected him to settle down and continue the family farm, he hated farming, he wanted to become a great scholar in the city.  To have people from all over the world attend his lectures, to be heralded as a genius.  What was his name again?...You practically all but forgot about him, he hated you and you hated him, the only way that you remembered him was from your journals.  The family that you once knew weren't even wrinkled and white-haired, they were buried in the village's cemetery, along with many other's that shared your last name that you didn't recognize.  You passed by them on a visit to your village, their gravestones marred by mud, the fields that your parents once toiled in were now overgrown with weeds.  

    You left the cemetery, leaving a few wildflowers for their ghosts.  The small village was now a sprawling city of cars and stores galore. Passing the home that you grew up in, you noticed an unfamiliar family now inhabiting it.  As you paused and stared through the open window, you saw two young ladies sitting in the kitchen, fawning over a baby.  The memories of you as a child playing in the kitchen with your brother flashed in your mind.  They seemed happy with their child though, so as long as the home was filled with happiness, you couldn't be bothered by who lived in it.  The former homes of your friends were now shiny department stores, and the well that you used to reenact plays with said friends was a large shopping center.  How many years had it been since you walked these paths? Even the paths were different, the once dirt roads were now paved over with asphalt.  Your brother...you ponder as you walked through the new village.  Your brother was older than you, and he was a student at Night Raven College, a prestigious school for magic users.  You never received an invitation to attend though, that was something else that your brother used to fuel his hatred of you.  He bragged to your parents about his amazing grades and potential that the teachers said he had.  Your father received an invitation, but couldn’t afford to attend, you remembered that you took his letter from his drawer out of spite.    Why not use it now? Use the excuse that you were his son who shared a name.  It wasn't like the principal would notice, your brother told you all about the good-for-nothing Headmage that ran the school during his time there.  Dire Crowley was his name, he called himself a model educator, but did nothing to earn that title, your brother observed.  He accepted frequent bribes from certain dorms, and conveniently forgot important information regarding certain students, as well as took vacations often.  You knew that you wouldn't like him, but that would make your admission all the easier...

      Gripping the letter in your hand, you placed it gently into your pant pocket, and tossed a few coins to your village's ferryman and followed the small group of people onto the ferry.  The ferry was one thing that never changed in your town, the family that ran the ferry made sure of that, they had been sailing for centuries, all sea-loving people.  Except for a girl that you grew up alongside with, she was truly terrified of the ocean.  Walking over to the railing by the side of the boat, you gaze out wistfully, staring at the small island that grew larger as you approached, Sage's Isle, the home of Night Raven College.  Taking in the familiar scent of the salt and sea, the noises of parents shushing their little children, and the sight of lovers holding each other near.  The closer you got to your destination the more you looked back on your home, even though it hadn't been your home since humans had yet to discovered electricity, nor had any notion of such a concept.  It was still jarring, to think about how different things were now, when you left it was a simple village of plain wooden houses, population was a mere hundred or so.  Now, it was a humongous city, the houses were made of materials that you never would've thought of...wait...how many years had passed again?  You had forgotten in your travels...

    Stepping off the boat and onto solid ground was relieving, you walk around the island till you approach a town, one that offers transportation to Night Raven.  You hand payment to the driver of the car and wait with bated breath as you're dropped off near a school that resembled a castle, guarded by ominous black gates.  It just as your brother described it, majestic and filled with wonder. 

    You walk near the gates and froze when they opened slowly.  Taking in a sharp breath, you enter the school's grounds.  Watching entertained as students rush about prepping for the Orientation later today, other student's bark orders at the one's laboring.  Some students are chatting with friends about the latest chapter of their favorite manga, while one of their friends is crying about the death of yet another favorite character, whose life was taken so bitterly by the author's choice.  Some are doing nothing at all, and sleeping peacefully. 

   Hours pass as you wait for the Orientation to start, having handed your father's letter of admission to the head of the school once you arrived at his office.  Crowley was just as your brother had described, as flippant as a crow fluttering about pieces of bread.  Your brother had an odd way of describing things, always inserting extravagant words that he learned from school in whatever sentence that he could.  Most of the time it didn't make much sense, but you didn't care enough to correct him, not like he would listen to you anyway, so you let him drawl on his stage.  Unaware that his audience was fast asleep with boredom.  Thankfully, Headmage accepted your letter of admission, albeit with some suspicion.  But a few hundred thaumarks shut him up.  While you waited you brought out your journal to take note of everything that had happened so far.  Writing in peace until you looked away from your journal pages and noticed someone passing glances to you from their spot on the ground, scrolling on their phone.  You study the student, tall-ish, pale skinned, ginger haired, with his bangs pulled away from his face and green eyes.  With a little red diamond painted on his right cheek.  Dressed in uniform, with a red and black band with a logo labeled Heartslabyul. 

    You write down a quick note in your journal, 'stranger staring at me, for some reason, praying that he murder me, but it'll probably never happen'.  The student puts away his phone and gets up, walking over to you.  "Hiya! I don't think that I've seen you around here before.  I'm Cater, Cater Diamond.  Heartslabyul junior".  You look up at him and nod "My name is Hanakato L/N.  I'm a new student, do you need something?" he smiles "Nope! Just wanted to say hi.  It's nice to meet you, if you ever need anything trendy you can come to me!".  You look back down to your journal, "Alright, it's nice to meet you Diamond".  He takes your silence after as a cue to leave.  Leaving you to yourself and your thoughts.

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Author's Thoughts

Cater Diamond - 'An annoyingly cheerful guy.  Don't like him'.

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A/N: i thought of this during school, and i scrambled to write my thoughts down. fun fact the chapter images align with the lyrics written down :>. i hope that u all have a wonderful week ^^ also Ado's cover of God-ish is 🔥.