#Mexican cigar flower

[jillraggett]

Plant of the Day

Saturday 30 November 2024

A tender spreading evergreen sub-shrub Cuphea ignea (cigar flower, firecracker plant, Mexican cigar flower, red-white-and-blue flower) is ideal as an unusual addition to summer containers.

Jill Raggett

[flowerishness]

Cuphea hybrida (Mexican cigar plant var: Cubano Cristo')

It's been foggy in Vancouver for the last couple of days and when it dips below freezing overnight, these are perfect conditions for creating frost. I woke up this morning to a Mexican cigar plant showing the after-effects.

I put this Cuphea out in early June to benefit our local Annas hummingbird, Arnie. It worked like a charm and I last saw Arnie about ten days ago. I've heard that you can bring a Cuphea indoors during the winter and treat it like a houseplant. I'm going to give it a try. I've put it in a sunny window that should make a Mexican cigar plant very happy.

[conjuremanj]

Fet Gede/Day Of The Dead Celebration.

La Source Ancienne Ounfo – is one of the New Orleans based Vodou society – that celebrats the Day of the Dead/Fet Gede with an annual Vodou ceremony to invoke the Gede so we can come together in community to honor the dead (family) or not.

In Mexico's Days of the Dead are the days when the veil separating the Living and the Dead is most diffuse and the Dead come back to visit the living – children visit on Oct 31st, the familial adults on November 1st, and the unremembered Dead on November 3rd. The Haitian Day of the Dead, Fet Gede – the festival of the Sacred Dead, coincides with the Mexican Days of the Dead. The entire month of November.

November 1st. & 2nd. In Haiti & New Orleans this holiday can be a vibrant as Mardi Gras and as sacred as St John’s Eve.

During Fete Gede we “feed” the ancestors with offerings of food or foods that their dearly departed by laying it at their gravesite and wear black white and purple clothing throughout the event.

On this day we actually dance with the spirits. The particular death Lwa that we pay our respects to on this day is (Papa Gede) Baron Samedi, Maman Brigette and the family of Gede.

Even if you are not able to make it to Haiti or New Orleans for Fet Gede festivities here is an outline on how you can still pay tribute to the dead in the New Orleans tradition on a smaller scale.

If you have your own spiritual practice review your practice’s guidelines, incorporate aspects that pay respect Below is a suggestion for honoring the core Gede of the Cemetery on this special occasion.

Preparation: Before you even walk into the cemetery you should be prepared with the following:

Offerings: Pennies and/or rice: I use pennies) To pay the dead before entering the cemetery and at gravesites.

Food: Homestyle food that your loved ones would enjoyed.

Flowers: White, purple or red & flowers that your ancestors liked.

Rum. (you can purchase the shot bottle size) or Coffee (strong/dark) A small pack of cigars or cigarettes (unfiltered)

Wear: black, purple or white.

Visit: On the day of your visit take a shower or bath before getting dressed. As you dress align your thoughts and intentions. Collect your offerings. When you arrive at the cemetery gate: You should ask permission from spirit to enter. Leave a few pennies or rice at the gate. if you get a yes or no answer. If your intuition tells you that you should not enter thank the spirits go away and come back another day, try another cemetery. It's not a bad thing try another cemetery and ask again. Once inside visit the Gede family. The first plot to visit is Papa Gede /Baron Samedi: Aka the Baron (Lord). In catholic and Haitian graveyards, this marker is usually very prominent as the Cross of Baron.

Offering Day: Rum & Cigars. Also acceptable: Coffee, roasted peanuts, sunglasses with one lens, small raunchy toys or souvenirs.

Greeting: (Taken from Voodu Visions: By Sally Ann Glassman)“For the Bawon, in her society– they say these words.

Say: Come to the crossroads, dance, joke, you who are the sentence of death. Accept our offerings. Enter into our hearts, our arms, our legs. Enter and dance with us.”or“Father of all the dead help is us in our (our named persons) grief, let us welcome the dead to the Mysterious Abyss. Make us ever potent and my our offspring be safe in your care”(Place your offering)

Place your offering by pouring some of the rum and puffing a cigar or placing some tobacco. Do not inhale the smoke.

Once you have greeted Papa Gede next visit Maman Brigit Maman Brigit (Gran/Brijit/Brigette) is honored. She is the wife of Baron Samedi and the Goddess of Death. In Celtic traditions she is Brigit. In Yoruba she is Oya. Maman Brijit is a very powerful Lwa and the queen of banda dancing and the market place.

Offerings to her: Coffee or Pepper rum, Purple flowers (violets, lavender, iris, or fuchsia). Puff smoke from the tobacco.

Greeting Maman Brijit: A song that Haitians sing to Maman Brijit goes as follows as translated from Haitian Creole.

“Gentlemen of the cross (ancestors) advance for her to see them! Maman Brigitte is sick, she lies down on her back, A lot of “talk” won’t raise the dead, Tie up your head, tie up your belly, tie up your kidneys, (imitate tying a belt around your waist) They will see how they will get down on their knees.” (get down on your knees) “Maman Brijit, awake it is Fet Gede today”!or“I am calling you Maman Brijit, can you see? I bring food/ smoke and drink to honor you. Please accept this offering. This food and drink and smoke are for you Maman, please bless me with (Healing/ Prosperity/ Favor with … through your grace Maman Brijit.” (Give your offering) Place your offering by pouring some of the rum and puffing a cigar or placing some tobacco. Do not inhale the smoke.

If you are visiting relatives: Pay your respects at their grave, leaving flowers, food or wine. Talk to them.

Make sure to clean up any trash and consider cleaning off their grave. If you don’t have any relatives see if you can find a gravestone with your family’s last name, a noteworthy ancestor of a similar background as you who lived in the town or someone who resonates with you.

Leaving the Cemetery. Before you leave the cemetery Give thanks, collect your personal belongings, clean up if needed and leave immediately. Do NOT look back (Even if you hear someone call out to you…). There is a belief that looking back will invite ghosts to follow you home… When you arrive at your next location wash your hands with the bottle of water before you enter your home over some earth. Then shake the remaining water out on the earth. This helps to prevent any negative energy from ‘sticking’ to you, wipes away mourning and loss, and returns it to the earth.

[jacobmybeloved]

Things I've learned so far from the Far Cry 6 artbook:

-Anton was a momma's boy

-General Sanchez was Anton's father's general originally and I interpreted some of the other bits mentioned that he was like a father to Anton

-Sanchez also was tortured by the heroes of 67 and I think they might have amputated his leg

-everyone hated Gabriel Castillo because he was turning Yara into a tourist hotspot with casinos and shit and was backed by the American mafia

Update 1:

-Anton's ancestry (I think on his dad's side) is linked to the conquistadors that took over Yara.

Update 2:

-Bicho is an expatriate and comes from a wealthy Mexican family.

-Anton keeps a sunrise mariposa flower by his cigar cutter as a reminder of his mother.

-related to above, Maria wears a sunrise mariposa motif as well.

-Lucky Mama is a mirror of Yelena figuratively

-Jonron was kicked off Yara's national baseball team because of her political views.

[a-typical]

Mexico

A skeleton, wearing a black bowler hat and smoking a cigar, swooped down Avenida Juárez, his long bony arms waving madly. At fifteen feet tall, he towered above the teeming crowds. Trailing behind him, men and women cavorted and danced dressed as Calavera Catrina, the iconic dapper skeleton. A cloud of glitter shot out of a cannon as a phalanx of Aztec warriors twirled by on rollerblades. The crowd, tens of thousands strong, cheered and chanted.

If you have seen the 2016 James Bond film Spectre, you will recognize this spectacle of flowers, skeletons, devils, and floats as Mexico City’s annual Días de los Muertos, or Days of the Dead, parade. In the opening scene of the film, Bond glides through the mêlée in a skeleton mask and tux and slips into a hotel with a masked woman.

Except, here’s the trick. The Días de los Muertos parade did not inspire the James Bond film. The James Bond film inspired the parade. The Mexican government, afraid that people around the world would see the film and expect that the parade exists when it did not, recruited 1,200 volunteers and spent a year re-creating the four-hour pageant.

To some, the parade was a crass commercialization of the very private, family-centered festival that is Días de los Muertos—the two days at the beginning of November when the dead are said to return to indulge in the pleasures of the living. To others, it was Días de los Muertos’s natural progression to a more secular, nationalistic holiday, boldly celebrating Mexico’s history in front of a worldwide audience.

— From Here to Eternity: Traveling the World to Find the Good Death, Caitlin Doughty

[jimbell]

Ready for an Autumn cut back is the Cigar plant, cigar flower, firecracker plant, or Mexican cigar (cuphea ignea) native to the West Indies and Mexico. Ours has been flowering continuously since last winter and shows no signs of slowing down. I got this as a cutting a few years ago. It strikes really easily in water or damp soil. Always pretty and quite hardy. I’m just about to cut it back again or we won’t be able to walk down our front footpath. #mexicancigar #cigarplant #firecrackerplant #cupheaignea #flower #mexico #westindies #abcmygarden #longflowering #repeatflowering #perennial #bush #easygrow #red #cutting #cigarflower (at Belmont, New South Wales, Australia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CrnOdOzvNki/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[anipgarden]

Some of the vibes in my garden right now!

[theoi-crow]

Happy Day of the Dead everyone!

Since this is a special day for my heritage, I thought I'd share a little bit about how I celebrate it.

Day of the Dead comes with different traditions celebrated by different families because Mexico is huge and there are regional differences. Depending on the family's tradition, it can be anywhere from one to three days long. My family celebrates it for 3 days starting on Oct 31st to November 2nd.

The first day (Oct. 31st):

This day is for the souls of infants and children. This is the day when we put toys, candy, and sweets on the "ofrenda" (the home altar used to put food and items for the Dead: (LINK)). Anything that will make a child happy goes on the ofrenda. This is a day where we play games, tell funny stories and avoid anything scary or spooky to not scare my child ancestors and little spirits.

Trust me, you do not want to scare ghost children... My sister did this once and, well, I'll talk about it in the "my family rules for Day of the Dead" section. Even thought this day is on the same day as Halloween and people will sometimes watch scary movies on this day. I personally avoid anything that has to do with horror and only give out candy so I can still be with my little relatives while celebrating two holidays that make children and toddlers happy.

The Second Day (Nov 1st):

This is the day for the elderly. Anyone who died within this age group is honored with things that comfort elderly people like cigars, cigarettes, rum, alcohol, sewing, knitting, or embroidery, the warm beverage "atole" (a Mexican beverage: (LINK) similar to hot chocolate but with hot corn and masa), hot soup, tamales and we generally avoid food that's hard on teeth like rough steak or caramel apples as examples since the elderly often eat softer chewing food that's easier on the teeth. This is the day when we play black and white Mexican soap operas, old movies, old songs, very traditional things, and tell stories about our grandparents.

For example: One of the stories that I tell is when my grandmother died. On this day, I felt her spirit the second she died, even though she was all the way in Mexico and I was living the US. I called my dad (it was his mom) ASAP and he started crying because even though he would not get the official news until a couple of hours later, he knew it was true because he could hear her on the other side of the line calling his name and saying, "I'm sorry my son (mijo), my dear little boy."

The 3rd Day (Nov 2nd):

This is the day for everyone else. Because children and the elderly require special conditions like avoiding scary things or avoiding food that's tough on the teeth, they are generally celebrated separately. The last day is for everyone else and the spirits come in droves which is why it's also the day with the biggest celebration and the most spiritually active day.

On this day we give out all the traditional things you see on ofrendas, especially Mexican hominy soup called pozole (LINK) which I'm planning to get for them later today. This is also the most active day because when your ancestors come, my goodness do they let you know they have arrived!

I have these women in my family who fought in the Mexican revolution who wear bandolier (bullet belts) and traditional Mexican clothes and I always know they showed up because I can smell the gunpowder on them. They are the reason why the women in my family tend to run the household. My mom definitely wears the pants 😂

I also have a grandpa who always smells like cologne, cigarettes and flowers. Whenever he shows up, I can't help but giggle because when I was little, he'd always tickle me and then ruffle my hair so it's always fun to have him over!

This day is also special to another deity I work with that I don't usually talk about. La Santa Muerte who has been in my family for a really, really, long time! (Pre-colonization long)

I recently broke a VERY big Ancestral Curse and the second I spoke to her, she was congratulating me on doing something so big for my lineage. She's incredibly kind but very active and because she comes from a very superstitious country, she'll make the place feel haunted to people who are not used to Mexican traditions which is why I never talk about her on my page since I don't want people asking me about her because she's very intense for those who aren't expecting it.

My family has rules for the Day of the Dead. These rules can be broken but they're there for the comfort of the living (so our ancestors don't accidently scare us too much because they're really excited and this celebration can sometimes be a little too much for the ones that are still breathing).

1. We cannot under any circumstances call anyone on the phone. The spirits are VERY active during this time of the year for us and they can and will intercept your calls. This rule started when the phone was invented since the celebration is apart of my heritage. When I was growing up, everytime an adult talked about having any spooky phone calls, it usually went:

"I called my mom and we were talking when all of a sudden there was a lot of white noise and suddenly I heard my father, who has been dead for 2 years, on the other line!"

"Did you call on Dia de Los Muertos?"

"Oh yeah! I forgot!"

"Well, your dad didn't!"

2. No matter how loud, the Dead get, let them celebrate and don't worry about the noise. Do not go to the ofrenda thinking you'll see the living making noise because the dead are coming and they can be LOUD. My roommate broke this rule because she heard laughter and general merriment at 3am one night even though I told her to ignore it cus it always happens on Nov. 2nd. She heard a lot of people and when she went to the kitchen (where the ofrenda was) she was terrified to find no one was there. When she left, the loud noise started again and to this day, she insists it was the scariest thing she had ever experienced.

3. Fun stories only! Mexican people love to laugh and our ancestors are no different. They can and will get annoyed if someone is bringing down the mood! Although some might think day of the Dead is a sad day because of the Dead, it's actually a very happy festive day. One time I was feeling a bit down on the dumps and went to make a milkshake for a cousin who likes them and somehow the lid came off and next thing you know, it went on my face. I could feel them telling me to relax so I just started laughing at the idea of these dead relatives telling me to stop being so somber.

4. Do not expose the little souls to scary movies or they will prank you. Do you remember when I said my sister forgot this rule? Well, she was REALLY excited about seeing a scary movie that came out that day and watched it on her television, by the ofrenda! She started freaking out cus the little souls though it'd be a fun idea to prank her by grabbing her feet from under the bed. Yeah.... I avoid anything scary and if I have to see it, I do it as far away from the ofrenda as possible.

5. Do not have sex during this time. The dead are alive... sort of. On the day of the Dead, it is traditional to treat the Dead as if they were alive because you are celebrating with them so just as you wouldn't have sex in front of your grandparents, children and extended family, don't have sex on this day because it's very disrespectful to the Dead who have been waiting all year long for this time of the year!

There are a lot more stories and rules I can share but I have things to do for this big day so I'll probably share more later!

Feliz Dia De Los Muertos

from my very happy ancestors to yours!

[leebird-simmer]

All About: Cannabis

History

- Cannabis probably originated in China. Medical and religious use can be traced to ancient China, India, Egypt and the Middle East.

- At the beginning of the 19th century, Napoleon’s soldiers brought cannabis to France from Egypt in the form of hashish.

- It became very popular with French writers and artists, who established Le Club des Hachichins (The Hashish-Eaters’ Club) in Paris.

Members included Theophile Gautier, Charles Baudelaire, Victor Hugo, Honore de Balzac, and Alexandre Dumas

- Hemp was grown in colonial America, but marijuana smoking probably came to the US with Mexican & Caribbean immigrants in the early 1900s.

- Cannabis (hemp) plant:

High THC content ---> Marijuana, recreational use

Low THC content (less than 0.3%) = industrial hemp

- In 1937, the Marijuana Tax Act instituted a national registration and taxation system aimed at discouraging all use of cannabis. It was overturned in 1969.

- Largely destroyed the hemp industry {note: this benefited paper manufacturers and thus indirectly benefited logging companies}

- United States Department of Agriculture lifted the tax on hemp cultivation during WWII

Legal Status

- In 1970, marijuana and THC became Schedule I illegal drugs.

2014 Farm Bill: permits cultivation of industrial hemp for research purposes

2018 Farm Bill: made industrial hemp legal, allowed CBD oil production

Preparation

- Marijuana is produced from flowering hemp (Cannabis sativa).

- Marijuana is a mixture of dried and crumbled leaves, small stems, and flowering tops.

- Hemp seeds have been used for oil and bird food.

- It can be consumed orally, as in cookies or brownies, but is usually smoked in rolled cigarettes known as “joints,” various kinds of pipes, or in hollowed-out cigars called “blunts.”

- Hashish is a cannabis derivative that can be smoked or eaten.

- It can refer to a relatively pure resin preparation with very high cannabinoid content, or a solvent extract of leaves or resin.

- Hash oil is an alcohol extract. A drop is placed on a tobacco or marijuana cigarette.

Ingredients

- Hemp contains 70 unique compounds known as cannabinoids, plus more than 400 other identified compounds.

- The psychoactive compound /_\9-tetrahydrocannabinol (THC) accounts for the use of cannabis as a drug. {note: that’s supposed to be a triangle; sorry}

- Marijuana potency (in terms of THC content) varies widely, depending on the genetic strain of the plant and growing conditions.

- Potency can be increased by preventing pollination and seed production by the female plants. This marijuana is called sinsemilla (”without seeds”).

- THC was identified as the major active ingredient in 1964.

- Burning marijuana causes the THC to vaporize and enter the smoker’s lungs in small particles.

- Effective dose and latency to onset of effects are influenced by the amount and potency of the plant used, and patterns of smoking (e.g. duration of held breath).

Administration & Absorption

Smoking

- Smoking marijuana is the quickest way to absorb THC, with blood levels peaking between 9-10 minutes into a smoke session.

- THC is easily absorbed by the lungs, and blood plasma levels rise quickly.

Edibles

- Thought to yield peak THC blood levels within 1-5 hours post-ingestion

- Poor absorption results in low and variable plasma levels, probably due to degradation in the stomach, first-pass metabolism.

Elimination

- Blood THC levels decline rapidly after smoking marijuana, but complete elimination from the body is much slower because of persistence in fat tissues.

- Half-life varies from a few hours to 3-4 days

- The gradual movement of THC metabolites back out of fat stores means that urine screening tests can detect them more than 2 weeks after a single incident of marijuana use.

Acute Behavioral Effects

- Effects of cannabinoid use vary depending on dose, frequency of use, characteristics of the user, and the setting in which use occurs.

- Subjective & behavioral effects of marijuana use can be separated into four stages: the “buzz,” the “high,” the stage of being “stoned,” and the “come-down.”

The “high” is associated with feelings of euphoria & exhilaration, and a sense of disinhibition.

Relaxation is the most commonly reported effect of being “stoned.”

- Smoking marijuana can sometimes produce transient psychotic symptoms such as depersonalization, derealization, agitation, and paranoia.

- Expectation also plays a role in what effects the drug will produce, as shown by placebo studies.

- Marijuana negatively affects cognitive functions.

Decreased performance for a variety of verbal, spatial, time estimation, and reaction time tasks has been noted.

Cannabinoids appear to interfere with all aspects of memory processing.

- Marijuana can affect psychomotor functioning under demanding task conditions, such as driving.

- Use of cannabis with or without alcohol is a risk factor in automobile accidents.

Acute Physiological Effects

- increased blood flow to the skin and flushing

- increased heart rate

- increased hunger

Chronic Behavioral Effects

- In young people amount of cannabis use is inversely related to educational performance.

- Some research supports the hypothesis that heavy cannabis use leads to persistent cognitive defects, impairing school performance.

- Alternatively, poor school performance and rejection of mainstream values (such as educational achievement) may increase cannabis use.

- Chronic cannabis use can also result in aimlessness, decreased motivation, lack of planning, and decreased productivity (amotivational syndrome).

{note: Amotivational syndrome can also be caused by SSRIs, and since there is a high rate of comorbidity between depression + anxiety, and between cannabis use + depression and/or anxiety, it can be difficult to determine whether SSRIs or cannabis are causing amotivational syndrome in patients who use both substances.}

- Heavy cannabis use over a long period may lead to impaired executive functioning for at least 2-3 weeks following cessation of use.

- Some data suggest that heavy, long-time users may continue to show impairment in decision-making, planning, and concept formation. It may negatively affect the prefrontal cortex.

- Imaging studies suggest that chronic marijuana use is associated with several kinds of abnormalities in the brain.

- Several studies have found a significant relationship between early heavy marijuana smoking and increased risk for later development of psychotic disorders such as schizophrenia.

Mechanisms of Action

- A cannabinoid receptor in the CNS was identified in 1988.

- Receptors occur in many brain areas.

- Localization of cannabinoid receptors in these areas is consistent with the behavioral effects of these compounds on locomotor activity, coordination, and memory.

- Endogenous neurotransmitter-like substances that act on the receptors = endocannabinoids.

- Two main endocannabinoids have been found: anandamide and 2-AG.

- They are retrograde messengers; they carry information in the opposite direction from normal (i.e. postsynaptic to presynaptic).

- THC similar to endocannabinoids binds to cannabinoid receptors located presynaptically on the nerve terminal. They are metabotropic: they work via G-proteins to inhibit presynaptic voltage-sensitive Ca2+ channels, and open K+ channels.

- As a result, cannabinoids decrease neurotransmitter release from the terminal.

Reinforcement

- In one study, regular marijuana users could discriminate THC-containing marijuana cigarettes from placebos with no THC, and all subjects preferred the marijuana with THC when given a choice.

- Animal studies have also demonstrated reinforcing properties.

Lever pressing by squirrel monkeys for THC stopped when placebos were used.

- Mechanisms for reinforcement:

Activation of the mesolimbic dopamine system: VTA --> NAcc

Interactions between the cannabinoid and opioid systems may play a role in cannabinoid reward and reinforcement; opioid agonists enhance cannabinoid self-administration, and opioid antagonists have the opposite effect.

Tolerance & Dependence

- Animals exposed to THC or other CB1 agonists develop tolerance to the behavioral and physiological effects of these compounds.

- It appears to involve a combination of desensitization and down-regulation of CB1 receptors.

Adverse Health Effects

- There are no reports of death from overdose.

- Smoking marijuana can damage lungs: smoke contains tar, other carcinogens, carbon monoxide, etc.

- Possible adverse cardiac effects?

- Immune system suppression

- THC may affect reproductive functions:

In AFAB people, it can affect ovulation.

In AMAB people, regular smoking has been shown to decrease testosterone levels and sperm counts.

Animal research has demonstrated pregnancy failure, delayed embryonic development, and even fetal death with THC administration.

Smoking marijuana during pregnancy results in cognitive deficits, poor school achievement, and increased risk for tobacco and/or marijuana use later in life.

DSM-5: Cannabis Use Disorder

- Marijuana use typically begins in adolescence and peaks during young adulthood.

- If an individual has not yet tried marijuana by their mid-twenties, they are unlikely to begin at a later age.

- Cannabis use varies based on demographics.

- Research shows college students and young adults most commonly use cannabis...

To socially conform (~40%)

To experiment (~30%)

For enjoyment (~20%)

To manage stress or relax (~10%)

- Risk of dependence is related to drug use patterns. People who progress to daily use have a 10-20% probability of becoming dependent.

- Dependence manifests as a difficulty in stopping one’s use, a craving for marijuana, and (in heavy users) unpleasant withdrawal symptoms:

irritability

increased anxiety

depressed mood

sleep disturbances

heightened aggression

decreased appetite

- These are similar to the symptoms of nicotine withdrawal.

Treatment

- Most cannabis users do not seek treatment.

- Treatment in outpatient programs involves cognitive-behavioral therapy, relapse prevention training, and/or motivational enhancement therapy, but patients are very vulnerable to relapse.

- Some research on medications to relieve withdrawal symptoms has been done.

Therapeutic Uses of Cannabinoids

- AKA “medical marijuana”

- Many states now permit legal use, but clinical studies of its efficacy have produced mixed results.

- Smoked marijuana has the highest potential for adverse health effects and abuse; most researchers favor development of cannabinoid-based drugs instead.

- Information from the National Institute of Health

- The FDA has not approved the cannabis plant for any medical use. However, the FDA has approved several drugs that contain individual cannabinoids:

Epidiolex, which contains a purified form of CBD derived from cannabis, was approved for the treatment of seizures associated with Lennox-Gastaut syndrome or Dravet syndrome, two rare and severe forms of epilepsy.

Marinol and Syndros, which contain dronabinol (synthetic THC) to treat nausea and vomiting caused by chemotherapy. Dronabinol is also used to treat loss of appetite and weight loss in people with HIV/AIDS.

- Endocannabinoids enhance the incentive motivational properties of food and food-mediated reward.

- CB1 receptor antagonists reduce food consumption in animals and human subjects.

- In animal studies, marijuana was shown to relieve anxiety and depression.

- There’s some evidence that marijuana might reduce addiction and/or overdoses caused by other drugs.

- Pain perception: transgenic mice that lack CB1 and CB2 receptors demonstrate hyperalgesia (increased pain sensitivity).

- Clinical evidence for cannabinoids as analgesics has not been convincing.

- Nabiximols (Sativex) is a cannabis extract.

was approved in the UK in 2010 to treat pain and spasticity in multiple sclerosis patients (not yet approved in the US)

- A number of years ago, Jamaican researchers prepared eye drops from cannabis extracts (trade name Canasol) for the purpose of reducing ocular pressure in glaucoma patients.

However, the research is inconclusive and Canasol was never licensed by the FDA for legal marketing in the United States.

[mr-cactisold]

Back to Life

Hello darlings! Well, this is my first fanfic on this fandom and it is a project that I have been wanting to do for some time. I don't speak english, so I used the google translator. Yes, I know that the translation is not 100% accurate, but it is what we have hahah.

This fic will be posted on Ao3 and Tumblr.

Some warnings:

 -This fanfic has a great chance of being 'canceled' for several reasons.

 -May have continuity errors (I am not experienced in creating a story: p) 

-This story will be translated by Google, since it was originally written in Portuguese and the author does not know English haha -This fanfic will have a Sherlock Holmes style. 

-Strong inspiration in Zeragii fanfic's (Link at the end of the notes)

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Visit this fanfic on Ao3!   https://archiveofourown.org/works/28382928/chapters/69543276#main

At first it was hard to believe, but it was there, right in front of him, he was not dead as they thought .... Well, as Panchito  had thought.

It was him, Francisco knew. He knew very well those extravagant green feathers, in addition to his bright red and blue tail, that same smug look, and of course, his damn cigar that he carried around with him (he broke his promise, right?). And besides, he knew the bird beside him in the photo, Nestor Rodrigues de Amaral, a young and very kind vulture he met when he first visited Vila Xurupita, not only him, but also Pedro Silvia dos Santos, Afonso Celso Garcia Reis and the beautiful girl Maria Vaz, although these last three are not in the photo (were they involved in this?)

Now his mind was full of doubts to the top, but they could be summed up in a single word: HOW?

He remembered, he was there, in the mahogany coffin, very expensive by the way (courtesy of Rocha Vaz, perhaps the only thing he was proud to buy for the parrot). He owes flowers, songs, cries and speeches. He saw José Henrique Oliveira Lima inside the coffin, in his yellow suit and Panama hat. That was 10 years ago, it was when the THREE CABALLEROS separated, for paths so different that it would be difficult to convince them that they were like brothers, of different mothers, of different fathers and of different countries (and many other differences)

At that time, Donald had gained nephews (Della Duck, why did you leave?) And took care of them alone for many years, but a year ago he had reconciled with his uncle, Scrooge McDuck and managed a small part of the richest duck companies in the world. world. Her nephews Huey, Dewey and Louie had grown up strong, healthy and were very intelligent, not counting little Webby, a little girl of many talents.

Panchito himself had gone his way, took a high position at the USM Border Secret Service after a lot of effort (despite having a lot of skills, being the son of Miguel and Maria ended up helping a little, but he doesn't like to think about it), it is now, it had a good patent on both the Mexican and the American side of the border. Yes, he was happy, his brother was going to get married a month away and everything looked so good, so perfect!

Until that morning ...

The moment he was summoned to Colonel Hawkin's office, everything seemed to sense something bad, but Francisco stood firm, entered through the dark wooden door, removed his huge umbrella and looked at Beagle behind the huge mahogany table.

-Mr Colonel? Antonio said he wanted to talk to me, did something happen? Do any cities along the border need help? Seizure of a drug or fugitive? Does the American government need help? Again? -And before he knew it, he was chattering and didn't even notice the arrival of another person in the room.

-Am I disturbing something? - The rooster stopped talking and turned so that he could see the owner of the voice: Paola, Colonel's daughter.

-Paola! My daughter, did something happen? - Panchito noticed that he was a little hoarse.

-No, no! I just came to see if you were all right. - The girl looked at the sombrero, her eye half closed - Hello, Panchie! ~

The rooster smiled, but maybe it came out more like a grimace, because the Mexican soon turned to her father:

-Back later, you guys look busy. Watch your throat, my father! Avoid talking so much- She turned, her light yellow dress patting Panchito's leg. - See you, boys! - And with a wink directed at Rooster, she slammed the door, making the pictures on the walls shudder.

-Well ... Senhor Francisco- Yes, she kept calling him by name

-Panchito is already good, Colonel.- He offers, with a bright smile.

-I like to keep the formalities. -He sighs and points to one of the two leather chairs in front of him. - You can sit down.

-Thank you, but I like to stand, I don't want to be sedentary- Hawkins was going to object, but he gave up.- What did you want to talk to me about?

-Well ... About that, yesterday a letter came from McDuck domains ...- The Mexican's eyes lit up, but before he could say anything, the Colonel continued- Ricardo said it was urgent.

Then he took a letter, closed by a bright red seal, and also a small yellow folder and handed it to the reddish brown cock, which he took in a hurry.

-Oh? A letter from Donald? Strange, I could have sent a quick message.- he asked, as he quickly opened the envelope, his eyes landed on the cursive letters.

At all times, he tried to stay positive. Yes Yes! He was Mr. Think Positive, right? But now, at the end of the letter, his head was turbulent.

He quickly took the yellow envelope, tearing the hem and taking the contents: A photo

If the letter itself had made him turbulent, the photo itself, oh heavens, only God knew how the great Panchito Pistoles, who had already participated in so many secret missions, in matters of life and death, which was still going on despite everything , but that now ....

He didn't realize how quickly the Colonel came to his side to trim him ...

Now, there he was, sitting in the leather chair he had refused to sit on.

-Paco? Paco! Look, how many fingers do you have here? ”It was Paola, waving her hand in front of her. She cast a look at Hawkins- Dad! I'll leave you for 5 minutes, and look what happens! -Now with a fan, she was shaking the cock.

-What did you see, Francisco? Is Donald in trouble? ”The beagle ignored his daughter, bending down to pick up the photo that Panchito had dropped. - What is it ..? - He looked at the photo

-H-He .... He's alive ...- babbled

-Who? Who's alive? -Paola shouted

-José ..... José Carioca is alive!

[thegreenfairy13]

@sunlitroom tagged me in this lovely game. Thx!

Name: greenfairy13

Nickname: I don't have one. Feel free to make a suggestion ;)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bi

Height: larger than life.

Languages: English, German, French, Hungarian, Latin

Nationality: we have kangaroos... In the zoo!

Current Time: late

Favourite Season: autumn! It's cold, dark, wet, Halloween is coming, Christmas is lurking in the shadows. It's the time of the year!

Favourite Flowers: lilac. I love the scent!

Favorite scents: so, lilac, coffee, cigars, grass after rain, Penhaligon's Luna, and Widian's Hili.

Favorite animal: my doggo. I'd fight everyone for her without hesitation. But I love all animals.

Favorite fictional character: probably Oswald from Gotham. His ruthlessness and vulnerability are in such a beautiful, delicate balance.

Average hours of sleep: 4 to 5. And on the weekend you should better not wake me before noon.

Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate? All three but then I drink about five cups of coffee per day. So coffee.

Number of blankets you sleep with: first of all... Who wants to know that?! Secondly, yes. Blankets. Cozy. I love. Very much.

Tagging: @justsimplymeagain @tiny-dickie @pamdizzle @mexican-texican @inkfowl @nygmobblepotty and everyone who wants to play!

[flowerishness]

Cuphea hybrida (Mexican cigar plant, var: ‘Fuente’ and ‘Cristo’)

Every year we buy a Mexican cigar plant for our resident Anna’s hummingbird “Arnie”. It is said that hummingbirds like the color red, so last year we bought a white and a red plant to test this hypothesis. Sure enough, Arnie ignored the white Cuphea and preferred the red one. 

This year we bought a red Cuphea and a purple one. We’ve put both plants side by side and Arnie still seems to go for the red one. I’ve only seen Arnie twice this year and as any statistician will tell you, you need a minimum of three points of data to establish a trend line. It’s too early to say which plant will win the race but if the purple one is a no-hitter, I’ll buy two red Cupheas next summer.

[babysprouseisart]

...When you're lost your eyes show you how

I should like to know I'm a part

When your eyes shine I'll know you're mine

For all of the time...

Let's look at this photo for a second. I think we all underestimated it a little... At first glance, that has nothing special, but if you look closely, what do you see? We can see how beautiful this place is, aesthetically pleasing, easily illuminated by daylight, how neat and precise the contours of the room are, these elegant but at the same time dark, full of strength columns, flowers, swaying with a light breeze, flower beds, greenery only complement and add freshness and richness to all comfort, but all this is not in the center, a bit blurry, because the emphasis is not at all on the landscape, but on one, the most dear person for the photographer. You see a male figure involuntarily sitting on a quaint chair, his hand hanging carelessly from it, accidentally keeping a thin cigarette between his handsome long fingers, he is simply dressed, lightly, his shirt is half-open, saying that he is quite comfortable and does not feel awkward, a handkerchief is casually tied around the neck, as if complementing this Mexican image, this hat that hides thick resinous hair, but without damaging it, allowing them to breathe, without causing pain to the head. He is in front of her, it is clear how literally seconds or minutes before the photo was taken he grabbed his pack of Marlboro and somewhat lit the cigarette, still sitting towards her half-sided and looking away into the distance, lost in thought... But his silence was about to break by her thin voice, barely audible, whispering his name with affection and warmth, when suddenly a stream of thoughts leaves him and he smoothly but at the same time clearly searches for where the sound is coming from. He looks at her, tenderly, but at the same time with desire shifting his gaze from her eyes, to her lips, to the camera, realizing that she took a picture of him, while he still calmly blows a thin stream of smoke. He freezes from how beautiful she looks, her shoulders, her neck, a little exposed, her hair loose and flowing in small waves, her sparkling green-emerald eyes, he looks at her for a couple more minutes while she watches him with delight, smiling, barely suppressing a slight giggle, until she breaks the silence again, saying that he looks so funny in this thatchy hat and that it doesn’t matter, because she could spend hours looking at with what elegance and sexuality he bears it and it no longer gets weird. And so they will sit for some time, looking at each other with a sneak, then he will put out the cigar, they will talk about everything in the world, because they are practically alone here, laughing, drinking and eating delicious dishes, he will move closer, slowly reach for her hand, they'll hold hands, rubbing their fingers together, soothing and caressing, and of course it will already begin to get dark and this seemingly ordinary Mexican day will flow into a fabulous and full of hope, a special evening and then into a hot and stuffy evening, where they alone will explore each other's bodies.

[szopenhauer]

What shirt you’re wearing now? my old Mickey tee  Last video you watched on yt?

I’ve felt like on drugs watching it <3

Who is the tallest person you know and how tall are they? my ex classmate Z.B. is but no idea how tall exactly, I’ve been “dating” him in pre-school which is even more funny when you know that me and N.A. were the shortest kids (and still are petite adults) What are you listening to? Natural by Imagine dragons

How do you get songs out of your head? listen smth else or wait for it to pass? Have you seen all the High School Musicals? I don’t think so, I know I’ve watched at least one because my sister forced me to but I hate musicals and Zac buffoon is no good Do you dress appropriately for your age? no What song reminds you of summer? many  Do you like your neighbors? nah Has a bird ever flown into your window? chimney, don’t worry, it survived Do you have nicknames that are longer than your actual name? sorta, could say so

What did you do today? visited gastrologist Do you like to sleep a lot? kinda, would say so Have you ever been in a class that you thought you were too smart for? oh well... Who was the last person you apologized to? my gf because I wasn’t able to write back as I wasn’t feeling well and was a little busy Would you ever get a pet tarantula? nope, I’m not scared of it but feeding spiders is gross and also my current partner has a phobia so no point of getting a pet like this Do you charge your cell phone every day? yeah Do you use tumblr? <I dislike ppl who say “what’s tumblr” as a response to questions like this because those surveys weren’t made in here so chill> Don’t you hate when people stare at you? ugh... Do you have a secret you’ve never told anyone? I do not Are you Jewish? I am not Does anyone copy the things you do? some ppl used to and yet been bullying me for what I was doing - stupid Is your dad still alive? luckily

Are you OCD about anything? you either have ocd or not, you can be obsessed about smth but then it’s not a disease, I might have this mental problem but it’s more likely just my BPD 

What breed of dog are you the most similar to? pug? Is anyone madly in love with you? hmm...

Are you over-protective of anyone? possibly ^^” Would you say cancer rates are on the rise? it seems  Do you have a good memory? it’s complicated How do you normally pose in photos? not... normally XD Are you looking forward to tomorrow? knowing that my sis won’t come? more than I did an hour before, sorry not sorry Will you hug anyone tomorrow? my parents obviously Could you name all 50 states off of the top of your head? no way When was the last time you were scared? always, more or less What’s your favorite song by Rihanna? Bitch better have my money - dunno why Do you have a pretty eye color? it’s fine in my opinion What’s your favorite Mel Gibson movie? despite him being an ass irl I was a huge fan of his old movies Do you ever put ketchup on your cereal? umm... what? hmm... Do you hate the person who last texted you? we’re in a relationship Do you ever wear plaid? at times Where are your parents at the moment? dad’s working and mom’s asleep Are you procrastinating as we speak? drying my hair, drinking water, responding to my father’s text and going to sleep Do people ever make you smile stupidly at the computer? yup Do you take painkillers? nope

Have you ever hugged someone you didn’t know? for example - there were those women in heart costumes on valentine’s day who were giving away lollipops and they hugged me  Do you think God actually exists? I believe so Who did you last give a piggyback ride to? to J.N. and P.N. brother D.N. Did you know that a banana is actually a herb? wtf Do you like little random facts like that? love Who was your favorite Beatle? Paul What’s the ugliest trend you’ve ever seen? can’t choose only one

Do you say ‘legit’? nah

Have you ever solved a Rubik’s Cube? tried, failed, gave up

Who do you think is the easiest to talk to? my dad and @jonasz-cat Would you ever date a friend’s ex? hell no Do you think Ke$ha is good or no? I don’t listen to her music Are you talking to anyone right now? online

Where did your last hug take place? home

What did your last text message say? jest akuratny :)

which of these prints did you last wear: animal print, striped, checkered, plaid, floral print, polka-dotted, argyle, or houndstooth? floral print (and plaid)

out of you and your friends, who is the pickiest eater? ME

is your room cleaner now than it was a week ago? mhm :3

who was the last person you picked up at the airport? -

What’s your favorite color of shoe? it doesn’t matter much

Do you post music on your facebook? yup What do you think about people who don’t have facebook? they should unless they’re old Would you rather go to school or have a job? job gives money so... Take pics with phone or actual camera? depends If you could paint your bedroom walls any color what would it be? I wanna a vintage wallpaper tho Chocolate or vanilla ice cream? vanilla Camping or going to the mall? mall Swimming or Hiking? hiking Do you collect stickers? I got ‘em as gifts for my scrapbook and didn’t use  Stuffed animal, flowers or chocolates? stuffed animal Pizza or pasta? pizza Italian or Mexican food? italian Do you walk around barefoot in your house? ewww, yuk Do you have a ring on your ring finger? not rn What band shirt would you wear? my fav bands of course What band shirt would you not wear? guess... What do you think about cigars? remind me of Aquarius from my book 

Pencils; Mechanical or Traditional? traditional

Does it weird you out when people much younger than you, hit on you? creepy Is there anyone you know is into you right now? :D Do you tend to want what you can’t have? I want health  What are you most confident about, physically? pfft What are you most self-conscious about, physically? my skin Have you ever felt trapped in a relationship? sigh...

Is it wicked hard for you to sleep when its hot in your room? it’s harder

Do you ever think people are just saying dramatic things to get attention? there are human beings who act this way 

Are you easily offended? I’m sensitive but not the worst?

Is most of your email spam? D: 99,99%

Do you laugh at the expense of others? when they “deserve” it

do you have any bruises? on my knee which is weird as I barely ever get any and I didn’t hurt myself lately would you consider yourself a drama queen? to some extent when you were little did your mom ever sing to you? from what I remember ever feel like you don’t belong? because that’s true does your printer need ink? black

[the--sad--hatter]

Name Changing (8)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU, X-MEN, DEADPOOL

PAIRING - BUCKY X READER (female reader, no physical descriptions)

WARNINGS - ALL OF THEM, SMUT, VIOLENCE ANGST

DESCRIPTION -  Sequel to Name Calling

After merging with your bloodthirsty alternate personality things start getting a little dicey. You’ve got two decades worth of anger to sort through, a feral mutation to figure out how to live with, a biological father who you hate trying to teach you control and if your wedding planner suggests teal for the bridesmaids again you might just eat her liver.

Luckily you have Bucky Barnes by your side, helping you figure things out. What Bucky doesn’t know is that you have found an outlet for the uncontrollable rage, one that absolutely nobody can know about. If your friends and family knew that you were out slaughtering people in the dead of night while they slept, they might be a little annoyed. Wade Wilson is happy to keep your secret though, so long as you keep bribing him with Mexican food.

For as long as you could remember, all you had wanted was to be good. Now you’re seeing the temptation in the darkness.

Chapter Eight - Doctor Doctor, I Think I’m a Killer!

The next week was a whirlwind of activity and you barely had time to breath. The next meeting with the wedding planner went a lot more smoothly for some reason and you eventually found out that while you were away, Darcy had taken Erlo to the planning appointments.

The Bridesmaids were wearing Stark Red like you had requested, The Grooms-men were wearing blue, the church (after a hefty donation from Tony) was booked, your dress was awaiting the final alterations, the caterers were booked, the flowers were ordered, the guest-list was finalised... Or so you thought...

“Kit Kat, last chance to invite him.” Tony prompted when he cornered you in the kitchen.

“Why? Why would I invite him?” You demanded.

“He’s your father.”

“No, You’re my father. He was a sperm doner.” You snarled.

“I thought you were getting along with him better?” Tony asked.

“Just because I can work with him, doesn’t mean I want him at my wedding.” You hissed.

“Alright kid, calm down and quit hissing at me like a feral cat. You’re inviting the rest of the X-Men, you can’t not invite him.” Tony admonished you.

“Why are you pushing this? You don’t like him either.” You grouched.

“Because he is your father, even if I’m much better at it. And one day, maybe, just maybe, you’ll realise that you don’t hate him and you’ll regret that he wasn’t there.”

It took all of your self control not to snarl at Tony again.

“I don’t want him there. End of story.” You said, slamming the coffee pot down so hard it shattered.

You and Tony froze and looked at it.

“I’ll clean that up.” You whispered.

“Uh yeah, you will. And fine, invite literally everyone at Xavier’s except your biological father... that won’t be awkward. Especially since Remy RSVP’d yes...” He said, rolling his eyes.

You ignored him and started sweeping up the broken glass, trying to breathe through the anger. Not only was wedding planning was getting to you, you were waking up every night from nightmares about falling and indescribable pain.

Bucky was almost as exhausted as you but he was holding the both of you together, taking over as much of the wedding stuff as he could so you could spend the days at the school, helping Ryan adjust.

The young boy was skittish and nervous, always looking around like he was waiting for the other shoe to drop and everything to go wrong. His mutation was powerful and amazing, he had to the power of manifestation, something that lay in the realm of telekinesis. Whatever he pictured, happened. On the plane he had been picturing escaping, freedom and had inadvertently blown the plane doors off.

Two nights this week so far he’d been too scared to be left alone and you’d stayed at the school so you could be close by, which when your nightmares came was awkward.

It was Logan’s face you saw when your eyes snapped open and he looked concerned. You looked away in shame that he had seen you so vulnerable and come to wake you up.

“You good?” Logan’s gruff voice asked you.

You took a deep breath and turned round to glare at him coldly. You bit your tongue, he had just woken you up from the nightmare and you didn’t want to start a fight in the middle of the night so you nodded at him. If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all. Your eyes flicked to the clock on the bedside. 4:37am. You were supposed to be up soon anyway, you had to stick with Ryan for his first day of classes. Logan saw you check the clock and deduced what you were thinking easily.

“I’ll put coffee on.” He grunted at you and left without waiting for a response, closing the door to the spare room and leaving you in solitude.

Your jaw clenched automatically as you violently tore the spare clothes Jean had given you out of the wardrobe and pulled them on before creeping downstairs as quietly as you could.

When you got to the kitchen you stopped dead with a almost comical look of confusion on your face.

“What the bloody hell are you doing?” You asked.

Logan looked up from the pan he was currently manning, trademark cigar hanging from his mouth and the ash from it precariously close to dropping into the pan.

“Making breakfast, .” He muttered, flicking the cigar ash into the sink and looking up at you.

“You Avengers eat that sort of thing right?” He asked sarcastically.

You rolled your eyes and shook your head in exasperation

Logan stayed silent, choosing to focus instead on pushing the bacon around the pan. The sounds of it sizzling were the only sounds in the kitchen as you sighed heavily and tried to think of something to say. You didn’t hate your father anymore exactly but you didn’t exactly know what to say around him either and the feeling was mutual.

You went to pour yourself a cup of coffee and paused, a cup was already poured for you. Your eyes flicked up to Logan who was watching you, a challenge on his face. You suddenly felt exhausted, what had it come to between you that a cup of damn coffee was such a big thing? Your shoulders tensed up as you clenched the mug in your fist and brought it to your lips. Logan’s eyes watched her carefully as you drank and you forced a friendly grin as you sat down.

“Thanks.” You said.

“You’re welcome.”

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“I don’t know how to act around him, I don’t know whether I hate him or I want his approval.” You admitted, throwing yourself dramatically onto the green sofa.

“It’s natural to seek approval from a father figure but understandable that you also feel anger at the father who abandoned you.” Doc Samson reasoned.

“He didn’t abandon me.” You responded.

“Logically you know that, do your emotions know that though?”

You didn’t grace him with an actual answer, just grumbled at him.

“Alright, let’s talk about something else. How have your murderous tendancies been?” He said, changing the topic to a no less pleasent one.

“I haven’t killed anyone since I chucked a dude out of a plane.” You said proudly, preening.

God, how were you proud of yourself for not killing someone in w whole week?

“And how has your mood been?” He pressed.

“Awful. I can feel the anger in me building and building, every little thing annoys me and I find myself justifying things in my mind that aren’t justifiable. Like killing the caterer would be totally fine so long as nobody knew it was me.”

“The longer you go without killing the more your morals loosen. Are you worried that if you keep shoving your darker impulses away that Vernichtung will be reborn?” He asked.

Well if that wasn’t hitting the nail on the head you didn’t know what was.

“It’s how she was born in the first place, now I’m merged with her all that darkness is my responsibility but I still have the good in me. The good seems further and further away every day.” You told him, grabbing a box of kleenex and tossing it in the air and catching it.

“Letting it out in controlled bursts, unleasing on criminals and villians... It seems like a win/win strategy so why are you resisting?” He asked you.

“Because it’s getting harder and harder to hide it. I can’t keep dissapearing, sooner or later someone’s going to figure out that the mysterious killer who accompanies Deadpool on the same nights I’m with him is me.” You said.

“Well it seems to me that all you need is a better cover story.” He suggested.

You narrowed your eyes at him.

“Are you really sanctioning murder and lying to my loved ones?” You asked him.

“Nobody can tie me back to you, that’s why we meet in this empty building and not my office. So I’m free to reccomend what is best for you, not what I’m supposed to reccomend. You are not normal, it would be stupid of me to treat you like you were. I’m sanctioning you letting out your darkness on those who deserve it before you hurt your loved ones, and lying is often just another word for protecting.”

“So you think I should find a better way to hide my bloody hobbies so I can go about my killing ways without arousing suspicion?” You clarified.

“I do.”

“Ok, I’ll work on it.”

“Now, your wedding is in a few days and you’ll be in Vegas for your hen party before that. Don’t you think you should see your friend Deadpool tonight?”

“Yeah, best go on a little murder spree before I end up Deathwaving half the wedding party...” You agreed.

“Excellent, well then I shall see you again after your honeymoon.” He said, standing up.

“You sure you can’t come to the wedding?” You asked his as you left.

“I’m afriad not, I have plans with my brother this weekend.” He said with a mischevios smirk.  

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You: I need to see you tonight.

Daddypool: GREAT! Cause I have a wedding present for you...

You: If it’s another tasteful nude, I don’t want it. (Though I do think the strateically placed daffodils were a nice touch.)

Deadpool: I told you, I meant to send it to Cap not you.

You: So that’s why he was screaming. What’s the present then?

Deadpool: Not a what, a who. A very naughty boy who needs punished and it’s not me.

“Hello Kitten.” Someone whispered in your ear and in a very unherolike display of bravery you shrieked and threw your phone in the air, twisting round to glare at a smirking Loki with your hand clasped to your heart.

“Stop doing that!” You yelled at him.

He chuckled at you as you picked up your phone off the ground.

“What do you want?” You snapped at him.

“I need a favour dear kitten, I have plans this evening that I would prefer remain unknown. I need you to say you are with me if anyone asks.” He told you.

You started to question him but stopped, this was perfect. You and Loki could be each other Alibi’s.

“Alright, I’ll do it. Try not to do anything too diabolical though.” You said.

He just smirked at you and you hoped you weren’t making a mistake. You ddin’t think whatever he was doing would be too bad though... It was Loki and he was a good person deep down, he’d never betray you.

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Aight, I'm just gonna say it... Loki is a great therapist.

SO BEGINS THE WEDDING SHENNANGINS! I'd love to hear your hopes, fears and theories for what's going to go down over the course of these chapters. We've got Vegas for the hen party, that'll go well right? Will the ceremony go off without a hitch? Will there be drama amongst the fluff at the reception? Where will they Honeymoon? Just how much smut can I write?

@nerdandproud-86 @harrison-shot-first @thejourneyneverendsx @thelostallycat @inquisitor-selvala @the-corruptor @iovher @kendrawr-kitkat @phoenix-whiskey-tears @the–real-wombat @buckitybarnes @fairislesheets @angieptt @meganjonezzzz @dugan365 @fluffeh-kitty @memanda17  @krystallynx @theonelittleone @piscesbarnes @free-as-fishes @tarastudiesalot @captainamericasbeard @dropthepizza346 @jaynnanadrews @likes-to-smell-books @drdorkus @life-wanderer @metalarmlover  @animegirlgeeky @jsmith509 @chipilerendi @nerdy-bookworm-1998 @ericasabe @gravedollie666 @madlykpopfan @l0kisbitch @mywinterwolf @sassysweetstories @life-wanderer @jessieray98 @littledeadrottinghood @myfandomlife-blog @spnrvt @dahkness @sexyvixen7 @dilaila95

[libraford]

ALL THE ROSE PROFILES (so far) 

Tag yourself at your own risk, there’s a lot of them. 

First photo: Coffee Break (brown, top) and Cherry Brandy (amber-pink, bottom)

Second photo:  Jade (green), Sonrisa (yellow on top), Pink Mondial (pink), Tara (yellow-green on right), Tibet (white), blueberry (purple), Neena (orange red)

Third photo:  Nina (light pink), Carpe Diem (peach)

Fourth photo: Iguana (coral, bottom left), Brighton (yellow), Ocean Song(lavendar), Black Magic (dark red), Atomic (red tipped yellow, bottom right.)

Fifth photo:  Tycoon (yellow orange) and Tiffany (peach) roses 

Sixth photo:  Shogun (purple) Brave (deep magenta) Amnesia (purple gray) and Tabasco (pink tip yellow)

Cherry Brandy is an ART MOM, even if they’re not a mom and even if they’re not related to you- if you call them ‘mom’ they will respond. Folk art, goes to craft shows and sells painted chairs. Buys way more art than they sell. Too many necklaces and rings, many layers of clothes. Stylish yet comfy. Coffee Break is Farmer’s Market Dad, despite being no one’s father and also bearing no relation to you. If there is a space in their home that has room for a bookshelf, there is a bookshelf there and by golly- there are books. The occasional cigar. It’s uncertain whether they were in the Navy, but the stories they tell certainly would imply it. Blazers and loafers.

Jade- Is all about the chill. Listens to vaporwave and trance music. Has been to at least one silent disco and would definitely go back if they could remember where it was. Manages to both never sleep and also sleep all the time. Can never find them when you need them. Sonrisa- Calls you ‘sweet pea’ and means it. Lemonade, jean shorts, and a toolbox. Knows how to carry a tune and give your truck a tune-up. Sneaks out at night even though they don’t have a curfew, no one knows where they go. Pink Mondial- is going to have the fairytale wedding that they imagined when they were six, despite not having a significant other yet. Still waiting for 'the one.’ Attempted online dating at one point but got a little freaked out by it. Prefers cake over ice cream. Tara- The party don’t start til they walk in! A real night-owl. Neon signs and headlights, cover charges and cutting in line. Always hungry, trying to fill a void. Doesn’t remember what daylight looks like. Sarcastic sense of humor to cover up low self-esteem. Tibet- T I R E D. So tired. Please just let them sleep. They are tired. Makes jokes that they don’t realize that are morbid until they tell it to the wrong person and then they feel bad about it for the next four years. Curious about death and dying, but not in a goth way- more in a science and philosophy way. But still… just… so… tired. Go to bed, Tibet. Blueberry- Will never graduate from their Emo Phase. If it’s black with a neon accent, they will buy it, wear it, and when the thing is worn into torn rags they will sew it into something else. Tries really hard to be edgy but comes off as… trying REALLY hard to be edgy. Resurrects memes from the early 2000’s as a coping mechanism. Striped socks. Invader Zim. Made you a cookie, but they eated it. Neena- The kind of artist that other artists HATE. Uses unconventional materials- melted crayons, tar paper, house paint, scrap metal. Has an entire shed dedicated to the accumulation of this stuff and even actually uses it. Knows how to weld. If you’ve got some junk you want gone, they’ll make something out of it and what’s worse? They’ll sell it for a dollar with a smug smile on their face. Youtube personality.

Nina- Shy. A popular person, but they have no idea why. Everyone wants them to become a model or actor but they get stage fright too easily and aren’t likely to change that about themselves. Prefers numbers to people, but can be coerced out to social places provided it isn’t too loud there. Carpe Diem- Just let them be a mermaid. It’s all they want. They wanted to be a marine biologist because they thought it meant they could swim with dolphins but it turns out you have to memorize a bunch of names. Hair goes down to their butt and proud of it. Flower crowns. Seashells in their jewelry. Saw Aquaman four times in theaters.

Iguana is a Crafter with a capital C. If there’s a Pinterest tutorial on it, they’ve tried to make it at least once (to the result of many failures.) Their business model is ‘nothing ventured, nothing gained.’ There is glitter. Everywhere. Their house is a mess and there’s nothing that can stop it from getting bigger. Fabric hoarder. Tends to say things like 'I’ll use it in /something/.’ Brighton used to play the flute in high school, but the competitive nature of music school has burned them out on instruments that aren’t fun. Now plays the ukelele on Youtube. Sundresses, short hair, winged eyeliner. Attempted unicycle. Has had many, many different jobs. None of them stuck. Emotional support extrovert. Ocean Song is The Sad Friend. Gets their hopes up easy and just as easily gets their feelings hurt. Just wants to stay at home and curl up in a blanket for the next century but /noooooo./ Listens to binaural beats and ASMR videos. Forgets to eat. Often. Needs someone to check on them. Black Magic is Old School Goth. Remembers when Hot Topic wasn’t a thing and is kind of glad it’s not 'the goth store’ anymore because it kind of wasn’t goth enough for them anyway (but they still shopped there. Has at least two keychains from The Old Days). Coffee. Unabashedly Bad Poetry. Despite all this? Probably the most genuinely optimistic people you’ve ever met. Atomic has spent more than one summer working for a traveling circus. Has tattoos they don’t remember getting but figures 'it’s all good.’ Rides a motorcycle and keeps a journal of their travels across the states- but it’s mostly a record of places where they’ve seen cool dogs. Tells excellent stories- who gives a crap if they’re true or not? Has been craving venison for like four years now.

Tycoon is TOTALLY RAD and knows all the best spots for surfing, snowboarding, and mountain biking. Drinks like four Monsters a day, but won’t touch alcohol after that one night they played Thumper and got too messed up over it and they swear they’re clean now. Misses Ska. Tiffany has a really, really, really strong urge to find a spot on the beach, set up an umbrella and blanket, and spend the rest of their life reading trashy romance novels there. Has at least one piece of art that says ‘live laugh love’ and it’s probably in their living room. Breakfast consists of coffee and biscotti.

Shogun is a hopeless romantic that handwrites all their letters. She loves wine a little too much, and sings ‘Total Eclipse if the Heart’ at karaoke. Brave is a woman working her way to the top of the corporate ladder and specifically asks for every Wednesday off- not because she has a prior engagement on that day but just to make herself seem like a desireable candidate by appearing to have other commitments. She spends this day at a Mexican restaurant eating bottomless tortilla chips and salsa. Amnesia has a finely-curated Instagram with a penchant for beautifully ugly things, such as graffiti or rusting structures. They carry a camera with them everywhere and think of themselves as an observer of humanity rather than a participant. Tabasco has driven the entire length of the US twice and would do it again in a heartbeat if someone told them there was a burger joint they just had to try. Unironically idolizes Guy Fieri.