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27helena-solaris · 7 months ago

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The Blizzard: Chapter 6

[Author's note: So, warning!~ There's death and violence, as well as Pokemon and Sonic the Hedgehog references. Furthermore, Dasher and Glimmer are not my original characters, nor is the event canon to the author's story. Please check out the story here to get the gist of what the characters are (although their segments are scattered) (Use google please I can't get the link to work!) https://archiveofourown.org/works/46657225/chapters/117504355]

My stuffed animals' POV

"Mooooooooooooooom!" Maleficent the Dragon shouted. "Great-Grandma sent us a story!"

"YAAAY! She's finally letting us read her stories!" Fennekin the Fox yelped.

"What? Let me see that." Charlotte the Tiger snatched the pages. "It's only one chapter!"

"No fair!" Jenny the Dog shouted.

"What's that note?" Conrad the Dragon pointed to the slip of paper.

T the Tiger swiped it before Drow could burn it. Spooky looked confused. "What's going on?" Spooky asked.

T read the note. "Dear children, you have been granted a late St. Patrick's Day present. Remember to be good and no leprechauns will pinch you! Love, A.M."

"What does - WAAIIT a minute. Are we supposed to read this?" Matcha guessed.

"If we are supposed to read it, then let's read the story!" Charlotte cheered.

"YAY!!!" Maleficent shouts. T sighed.

"Then let's get to it."

December 12

Emerald's POV

Emerald hissed through her teeth, the numbing her current anger at her friend. It was her birthday, for the love of Arceus! How did that unicorn possibly forget that today was his friend's birthday?! The argument he had wasn't even an argument at all! It was his excuse to go off and use his ill-used royal power to gain more magical and achieve immortality.

Emerald felt herself changing, but she didn't care. Ice shimmered in the air, practically BEGGING to be used as a weapon.

She grabbed those shards as the maid came in.

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"I'm sorry, EMERALD'S EVOLVING?" Mango asked as her sister dragged her into the security room/office.

"Yeah, and she's making ice." Kiui said.

"Well, I'm glad I'm a Mercat." Mango muttered.

Hikari burst into the room, saying, "I'm sorry, I just got the text and ran as fast as I could to see -"

"It's fiiiine. You're just in time to see our cousin's final form!" Kiui said, pulling up camera footage. Pft, kittens.

"What is she doing?" Mango wondered.

"Take a look, but don't look at the maid." Kiui warned.

"Why not?" Mango asked. Hikari took a look at the feed and gasped.

"She froze the maid!"

"What the - HOLY SALMON!"

Panic ensues as Kiui sighed, shaking her head in annoyance.

"Will you two stop panicking for five minutes? If Emerald's evolving like this, then she's becoming one of those Frosters." Sylvia barked on her end of the call. A glare was directed at the screen. "Okay, fine, one of the ice-type Pokemon. Happy?"

Mango mumbled an apology, while Hikari hissed, "How are you so calm about this? Emerald j-just - I don't know, encased a maid in ice!"

"I'm scared too, but I wanna see where this is going," Sylvia replied. "And your apology is accepted, Mango."

"If you ask me, I think little Emerald here is going to execute the rulers of that empire." Scylla piped up.

Merlina asked, "Why would you think that?"

"Because I did that, too."

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Emerald looked deeply into her ice statue's eyes, muttering, "Interesting." She strode into the hallway. "Now where's Dasher?" Her heels clicked as she stepped through room after room in the castle, even freezing the palace staff as she passed by.

At this point, no one would recognize Emerald as who she was before. Her eyes and hair were colored in different shades of icy blue, unlike the brown hair and eyes she had only several moments before. It was only a short period of time before almost a third of the castle was covered in ice, the temperatures were dropping every five seconds, and a huge blizzard was covering the city outside in ice and snow.

"Halt! Who are you, and what business do you have with the AAA -" A guard was frozen near the dining room.

Emerald stepped into the room. "That was too easy. The fools are definitely planning something." She hissed angrily. Emerald was seething with rage, ready to go outside and worsen the snowstorm outside. For one, yī would not mess with an angry woman such as Emerald, but another wouldn't care.

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"What did you mean by you did it too, Scylla?" Mango asked cautiously.

"Yeah, did you pull that off?" Kiui demanded, her cat ears pointing upwards in excitement.

"Kiui Banana Mochisolar, are you actually asking if our former clan leader pulled off whatever stunt Emerald is doing?" Hikari sternly asked.

"Well, yeah! I wanna see if Cousin Emerald has a fighting chance!"

"What a town." Sylvia said sarcastically.

"Oh my - WHAT IN THE NAME OF ARCEUS IS -"

"While Merlina starts to rant, NO, I did not really pull it off, someone else did it for me." Scylla eventually replied as Merlina stared rambling about grounding her daughter for the next month.

Hikari gave a warning look to Kiui as she looked at the video. "Good news - or bad, I don't know - Emerald just froze half of the castle staff and the guards."

"Well, that explains why Merlina wants to ground her daughter." Sylvia remarked.

"I'm sooo going to tell everyone we meet how Emerald froze the castle." Kiui said in a smart-alec tone.

"Same, but it's going to be behind her -"

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" Both children shouted, watching as Emerald chained the two rulers to the wall.

"They're dead...They're gonna be dead..." Mango stared at what was happening.

Kiui asked, "Can someone call an ambulance for those mother fluffers?"

"On it!"

"Don't encourage them, Scylla."

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Finally. She found them. Now they are going to pay.

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"AAAAMAAARIIIS!" Hikari shouted. "Your granddaughter is about to execute some royalty!"

"Suddenly, I miss going on a mission." Amaris yawned. Heh, werewolves. "What is this about someone -" She stopped as she saw the footage, dropping her cup of hot chocolate. "What in the name of Dark Gaia -"

"What's happening up there?" Helena shouted from downstairs.

"Nothing, hun. Just don't come up here." Amaris replied.

"Too late." Helena appeared in her spider form. "You know me better than that, dear. Now - HOLY GARCIA, HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?!"

"Evolution and anger, right here." Kiui said, donning sunglasses from out of nowhere.

"And ignore Aunt Merlina, she's mad at Cousin Emerald -"

"Demetria, actually. You missed the part where she changed her name."

"DANG IT!"

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"Let us go! We'll give you whatever you want, just please don't hurt us!" Glimmer and Dasher continuously begged.

Emerald - no, Demetria - had held icicles against the skin of the unicorns' chins. Demetria smirked. "Do you know why we're at a standstill right now?"

"Obviously not, so I'll explain. You may have known me by the name Emerald, but I go by Demetria now. You have wronged me in many ways -"

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Mango and Kiui were eating popcorn as they watched intently, muttering to each other.

"What punishment do you think Demetria will give Dasher and Glimmer?" Kiui asked Mango.

Mango replied, "Well, knowing Demetria and how she's been using her powers, she could be planning a brutal and ice-cold death."

Kiui paled. "Then I'm glad that I'm not those two and I'm over here, otherwise I'd be screwed for life."

(P.S.: Spoiler Alert: Oh, Kiui, you were very, very, VERY wrong to be glad that you weren't there, because after this incident, Demetria does accidentally freeze people.)

Amaris finished processing what was going on as she finally muttered, "Holy crap, she's a powerful cyrokinetic."

Helena nudged Amaris, chuckling as she said, "Of course, dear. It just means Demetria is more powerful than others."

Merlina muttered, "That's not a good thing, especially for right now."

Sylvia said, "Well, that sucks for me, because I CAN FEEL MY NIECE'S ANGER FROM HERE!"

"OOOF, THAT SUCKS!" Kiui shouted, owning up to her title as the Annoying sister, earning herself a light slap from Hikari and a glare from Mango.

Hikari scolded, "Kiui Banana Mochisolar, you know better than that!"

The young Mercat grumbled, "I'm sorryyy."

"Your apology is accepted." Sylvia replied.

Scylla said, "Sorry to interrupt, but Demetria is done with her evil villain speech."

"HOLY -"

"ARCEUS, GIVE ME STRENGTH -"

"WOOHOO! -"

"LET'S GOO!"

"HECK YOU, SCYLLA -"

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"And now, you shall be punished." Demetria finished, an evil glint in her eyes. Glimmer was the first to break the chains, creating a shield around the two unicorns.

"Save your energy, PESTS," Demetria growled. "You're only going to exhaust yourself." She used a large boost of energy to speed into and breaking the shield.

Hence causing her to pass out and create her downfall.

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"NOOOOOOOOO!" Merlina, Mango, and Kiui shouted.

"Demetria, you HAD TO DO THAT -"

"To be fair, she just manifested -"

"I've got her." Scylla said, cutting off her connection to the call.

"Oooh boy. They're gonna be in a lot of trouble when they get back." Sylvia muttered as chaos ensues.

"That's it?" Maleficent shouted as her father checked for the other pages.

"Yeah, that seems to be it," Charlotte confirmed. "Now, where's Grandma?"

"Did you all enjoy the story? I worked vey hard on it." Creator said, leaning against the bedroom door.

"Yeah, and we want more! Where's the next chapter?" T said, raising a metaphorical eyebrow at her mother.

Creator broke into a nervous sweat. "Well, uh, you see -"

"Where is it, Creator?" Drow growled.

"IDON'THAVETHENEXTCHAPTERIT'SBEINGWRITTENBYYYYYYE!!!"

#original chapter

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burn-the-white-flag · 9 months ago

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Feb '24 Taiwan

I spent most of February in Taiwan and this is my attempt to write a write-up for it. It is all over the place, which I feel like is only appropriate for this trip.

I got on a plane at JFK on the evening of Friday January 26 and landed in Taipei on the morning of Sunday January 28. This lengthy journey was in part because of the flight being around 15 hours long and the time zone in Taiwan being 13 hours ahead of EST. On the train ride into Taipei I finished knitting the beanie that I was planning on gifting to my grandfather on my dad's side.

The subway handholds were short enough for me to grab them without reaching too hard because most people's bodies are like mine.

I felt very alone for the first couple of weeks that I was in Taipei. People enter relationships and then suddenly it's like they're not individual people anymore. They come packaged together with some other person that I don't really know that well. I hate walking with a group and then having no one to talk to because everyone else is just talking to their partner. I hate how people assume that entering a relationship is an essential and inevitable progression in life.

The Chiang Kai Shek Memorial Hall is a great place to cry. And by cry I mean full out bent over sobbing for three hours. There was a buy one get one free sale on tissue packs at a nearby 7-11. I found out because as I approached the cashier clutching one pack of tissues, bleary eyed with tears and snot all over my face, they told me "you can get another one for free". I don't know how long that deal's going to be around, but you're going to need both if you want to cry for that many hours. There was a nice little garden with a bunch of stone walking paths snaking through it where you can listen to the wind blowing through the leaves and owls hooting into the night sky and the gentle murmuring of couples holding hands as they turn down a different path in order to avoid walking too close to that hysterical person on a bench.

The second place I cried was not a very good place to cry. It was at a Michelin star restaurant right as they were bringing out the Peking duck course.

The most unpleasant place I stayed at in Taiwan was my parents' apartment on the outskirts of Taipei. My parents say they fixed it up from its original state they had purchased it in. I argue that they fixed it in the "up" direction.

The most pleasant place I stayed at in Taiwan was a hotel near Ningxia Night Market. The hotel was clean and comfortable and had a working shower which at that point was all I could ask for. The feeling of being hungry at midnight and being able to walk ten minutes to a famous night market was unparalleled.

Food… Oyster omelettes. Egg + scallion pancake + tuna + cheese. Salty soy milk with fried cruller. Fried stinky tofu with pickled cabbage. Papaya milk. Gallons and gallons of milk tea. Lao pi tofu at a Hakka restaurant. Fresh dragon fruit at a night market. Guava at a fruit stand. Jujube at a flower market. Big chunks of tender beef in beef noodle soup. Really fatty Peking duck. Cod liver salad. Red prawn soup at a McDonalds. Hakka stir fry pizza from Dominoes. XLB at DTF. Every flavor of warm pineapple cakes from a bakery. Matcha latte. Warm pineapple bun with a big chunk of cold butter. Buddha jumps over the wall from a 7-11 when I had Covid.

Oh yeah I got Covid over Lunar New Years. It sucked. I finished the most complicated knitting project I've ever done while sick -- a pair of zig-zag patterned socks using the yarn that I spent a week untangling last September. As the clock approached midnight, I trudged towards 7-11 because it was the only store open. A stream of laughing young people came out of the store as fireworks went off in the warm night sky. A grandmother sat eating food by herself, alone. She advised me not to buy cleaning supplies at 7-11 because it is too pricey and then we wished each other happy new year.

It took me three weeks before I threw out trash for the first time in New Taipei City. Every 2-3 days a garbage truck drives through the neighborhood at a consistent time of day in order for the residents to throw out their trash. There's no way to know when other than asking the people who already live there. Furthermore you can't just put your garbage can on the side of the road. You have to look the garbage person in the eyes as you throw your specially labeled garbage bags into the trash chompers as dozens of octogenarian neighbors swarm around you. You develop a Pavlovian reaction to the Fur Elise blaring from the garbage truck speakers as it relentlessly approaches your neighborhood such that when the strains of Beethoven creep over the hills your legs start to itch to sprint down the stairs…

I think my favorite part of living in Taiwan (living in NYC, living…. period…) is random unexpected interactions. I should just walk around wearing a shirt that says "ASK ME FOR HELP ON RANDOM THINGS". I was sitting on a bench at a subway stop when this old lady came up to me and asked in a very timid voice if I could help her turn the brightness on her screen. I did so and she thanked me and walked away. After a minute, she came back and asked me if I could show her how I did that. At some point my uncle also had computer issues and posted in the family Line chat about it. My mom replied saying that the IT person was in Taiwan… I did end up helping him with his computer issue…

My mom told me to check out fresh jujubes because they're hard to find outside of winter-time Taiwan. I was at a flower market when someone at a fruit stall gave me a sample to try. I vaguely recognized it as jujube but asked to be sure. She looked very offended and said "Of course it's jujube! Can't you tell?" Later on I relayed the story to my mom and she laughed for a very long time. Finally she said, imagine you go to a grocery store in the US and you ask "is this a banana?" It's funny because I spent so much of my time unconsciously trying to "pass" in Taiwan by looking the part and speaking the part… but that doesn't make me the part.

There are a lot of Southeast Asian women in relatively wealthy Asian cities/countries such as Hong Kong, Taiwan and Singapore doing housework and taking care of the elderly. My grandparents had hired a woman from Indonesia to take care of them practically 24/7 and I was able to meet her. We called her Yani which is a shorthand for her full name Handayani. She said that she gets 3-year contracts and gets 2-3 months in between contracts to return to Indonesia to spend time with her husband and children. This is her third contract and she has lived in Taiwan for the last seven years.

On the Sunday that M, J and I were in Hong Kong, we saw a huge number of Southeast Asian women "helpers" hanging out around a couple public spaces because they get Sundays off. One of these spaces was a large overpass that we walked through in order to cross a very busy road. Inside of the overpass, hundreds and hundreds of women were sitting on blankets splayed over the bare concrete chatting and sharing food and playing cards. Some of them were also selling things. We came across a similar community at the open air ground floor of the HSBC tower in central Hong Kong.

J signed us up for a calligraphy lesson while we were in Taipei. I spent most of the two hour lesson practicing the five steps of writing "1"… I loved that the teacher was chatty and that there were other people there just practicing their strokes. The ambient music was great. There was some Rachmaninoff and Schubert. I was flabbergasted to hear a recording of Ravel's Jeux d'eau. I first heard this piece last time I was in Taiwan 6 years ago and I was so moved by it at the time that I made a video superimposing it with High Speed Rail footage that I took: https://www.tumblr.com/burn-the-white-flag/180059957896/a-video-i-made-while-taking-a-train?source=share. I have not heard that piece in the wild anywhere else!

States of people on this trip: lonely, sad, sick, bed-bound, depressed, unlucky, burdened with responsibility, pining for something they can't have, lost, hungry, weary, impoverished, confused, annoyed, reluctant to learn, homesick, trapped.

States of people on this trip: excited, thoughtful, touched, chatty, entertained, amused, victorious, stuffed, healthy, thankful, loving, kind, connected, gracious, attentive, lucky, generous, eager to teach, eager to learn, free.

Thank you.

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joanshan · 1 year ago

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The Art of Brewing: A Guide to Making the Perfect Cup of Tea with Tea Bags

When it comes to a hot cup of comfort, nothing quite compares to the soothing embrace of a perfectly brewed tea. New Zealanders have a particular affinity for tea, the soothing aroma of a freshly brewed cup of tea is enough to brighten even the dreariest of days. And in the modern world, where convenience often takes precedence, tea bags have become the go-to choice for many tea lovers. But why choose tea bags over loose leaf teas? In this blog post we’ll discuss the tea bag universe, and the best tea bags to try from three of New Zealand’s most renowned loose leaf and tea bag brands - T Leaf T, Harney & Sons, and Tea Total. So, steep yourself in knowledge as we embark on this tea-rrific journey into the world of tea bags.

The Tale of Tea Bags

1. The Rise of Tea Bags

Tea bags have an interesting history. Many people think they were invented in the early 20th century in the United States but there is evidence that as early as the 8th Century, during the Tang dynasty in China, folded and hand sewn square paper bags were being used to conserve teas. Today, tea bags are popular because of their convenience. They come in various shapes, sizes, and materials to cater to different tastes and preferences. They act as a simplified infuser, often on a string for easy removal.

2. Types of Tea Bags

a. Empty Tea Bags for Loose Tea: For the Creative Tea Enthusiast

If you're a purist who loves loose tea leaves but you crave the convenience of tea bags, you can always make your own. Fill empty tea bags with your favourite loose tea leaves, and voilà! You have the best of both worlds. Empty tea bags are a blessing for those who love to experiment with loose tea leaves. They allow you to create your unique blends and control the strength of your brew.

b. Best Tea Bags: T Leaf T, Harney & Sons, and Tea Total

Let's talk about the best tea bags available in New Zealand, starting with three renowned brands

c. T Leaf T

T Leaf T use pyramid tea bags, which include a tag and string. They are made from polylactic acid (PLA). The PLA material used by T Leaf T is derived from corn starch and does not contain any polypropylene. The tea bags are sealed using a transducer which applies pressure at an exact temperature - this cuts and seals each bag without the addition of any other materials. While compostable, PLA products generally take a number of months to degrade in a commercial composting facility. It is not known if the heat required can be achieved in home composting set-ups. Some of T Leaf T’s best teas are available in tea bags. Our picks for the top three best tea bags from T Leaf T are Jasmine Dragon Pearls, New Zealand Breakfast, and Honeyed Chamomile with New Zealand Kawakawa.

d. Harney & Sons

This US-based brand has made its mark worldwide, and its tea bags are no exception. They recently released a statement about their progress in transitioning away from nylon based tea bags. As at 14 June 2023 91.3% of their tea bags (Harney & Sons call them “sachets”) are now using a sugarcane based material. The list of teas that are not using the sugarcane material are:

1. Hot Cinnamon Spice, Decaf Hot Cinnamon Spice, Green Hot Cinnamon Spice, Herbal Hot Cinnamon Spice

2. Hot Apple Spice

3. Chamomile

4. Yellow & Blue

5. Peppermint

6. Organic Green w/ Citrus and Ginkgo

7. Organic Turmeric & Ginger

8. White Peach Matcha, Very Berry Matcha, Roasted Buckwheat Matcha

They have plans to convert the remaining products, but adaptation of machinery is required. The plant-based material Harney & Sons use comes from sugarcane grown in Thailand. The sugarcane is fermented and bacteria eats the fermented sugar making lactic acid which is converted into a fiber that creates the mesh that holds in the tea but allows the liquid tea to flow to you. So all sugar is converted and none remains in your sachets material, making it safe for diabetics and those concerned with sugar intake.

Our top picks for Harney & Sons products available in Tea Bags are English Breakfast Tea,Japanese Sencha, and Paris Tea

e. Tea Total

Tea Total, is truly a Kiwi tea brand. Based in Auckland, is a haven for tea lovers. Their tea bags come in various flavours, and their commitment to organic teas is commendable. Explore their offerings to enjoy the pure, unadulterated taste of tea. Tea Total’s tea bags are made of NON-GMO sugarcane bioplastic which is biodegradable and industrially compostable. They are safe for brewing and sealed using heat, not glue.

Tea Total uses pyramid shaped tea bags because this allows them to provide the same quality of tea they use for their loose-leaf teas (unlike many tea bags that use a lesser grade as it’s easy to disguise in tea bags).

3. Organic Tea Bags: Sip with a Clear Conscience

Organic tea bags are gaining popularity due to their eco-friendly and health-conscious appeal. Brands like T Leaf T and Tea Total offer organic options that are free from harmful pesticides and chemicals. By choosing organic tea bags, you're not only benefiting your health but also supporting sustainable farming practices.

4. Plastic vs. Paper: The Tea Bag Material Dilemma

The material of your tea bag matters. While traditional paper tea bags are biodegradable, some tea bags contain plastic elements that may not break down as easily. Brands like Harney & Sons are moving towards plastic-free tea bags to reduce their environmental footprint, while Tea Total and T Leaf T are arguably already there.

5. Tea Bag Packaging: Aesthetics and Functionality

Tea bag packaging not only keeps your tea fresh but also adds to the overall experience. Many brands, including Harney & Sons, invest in elegant and practical packaging that enhances the pleasure of tea drinking. Tea Total say they use pyramid shaped tea bags so they don’t have to skimp on the quality of their teas just because they are provided in a tea bag.

6. Bulk Tea Bags: For the Avid Tea Drinker

If you're a frequent tea drinker, buying in bulk can save you money and reduce packaging waste. Look out for bulk options from Tea Total and other brands to keep your tea stash well-stocked.

7. Metal Tea Bags: A Reusable Alternative

For those who want to avoid disposable tea bags altogether, metal tea bags are a sustainable option. They are designed for multiple uses and allow you to enjoy loose tea without the waste.

8. Best Tea Bag Brands: The Final Sip

In the world of tea bags, quality matters. Each of the brands mentioned - T Leaf T, Harney & Sons, and Tea Total - has carved a niche for itself by delivering exceptional tea experiences. Choose your favourite and let your taste buds embark on a delightful journey.

9. Used Tea Bags: Beyond the Brew

Don't discard your used tea bags just yet. They have some surprising uses beyond brewing a second cup of tea. From natural skincare to cleaning solutions, used tea bags are versatile household allies.

10. Large Tea Bags: Brewing for a Crowd

Sometimes, a regular-sized tea bag just won't cut it. Large tea bags are perfect for brewing a pot of tea to share with friends or enjoy on your own when you need a little extra comfort.

11. Tagless Tea Bags: Simplicity in Brewing

Tagless tea bags are designed for those who prefer a fuss-free tea experience. No tags, no strings, just pure tea enjoyment.

Sip Your Way to Tea Bag Bliss

In the world of tea, the convenience and variety offered by tea bags are hard to beat. Whether you're exploring the rich, traditional flavours of T Leaf T, the global offerings of Harney & Sons, or the organic delights of Tea Total, there's a tea bag for every tea lover in New Zealand.

Remember to choose eco-friendly options when possible, and consider trying empty tea bags for a more personalised tea experience. Explore the diverse range of tea bags available at floweringherb.com to elevate your tea-drinking ritual.

So, go ahead, brew a cup of your favourite tea, and let the comforting warmth of your chosen blend embrace your senses. Cheers to the world of tea bags and the endless possibilities they bring to your tea journey.

Disclaimer: The information provided by The Flowering Herb is intended as general information for entertainment purposes only. We are not healthcare providers and we do not hold any healthcare qualification.

The content contained on this site is in no way intended as medical advice or as a substitute for medical treatment and we are not making any recommendations for your personal situation. We therefore strongly recommend and encourage you to consult with your primary health practitioner prior to making any changes to your diet/consumption habits or purchasing any of our products with the intent of manage any health condition.

Source: Perfect Cup of Tea with Tea Bags

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minusgangtime · 2 years ago

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G/T RP

Marz:Oh looks like someone is excited to try

Marzi made 5 Ramen bowls with each color

Gf ramen:A pastel red and pink bowl with roses and cherry blossoms

Pico ramen: A dark green matcha color with bamboo and a Dino

Beta & Blue:They’re ramen bowl was both a blue and neon yin Yang with 2 Wolfs

MB: His Ramen was a Dark blue bowl with colorful dragons

"Thank you!"

#fnf ask #ask

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athenahowards · 2 years ago

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BASICS.

Full name: Athena Howards

Nicknames: ‘thena

Age: 33

DOB / Zodiac: December 21st, Sagittarius

Occupation: Marine Paleontologist

Gender identity & pronouns: Nonbinary & They/She

Orientation: Queer / Sapphic

Faceclaim: Nathalie Emmanuel

PERSONAL.

Relationship status: Single

Place of birth: Cambridge, MA

Spoken languages: English, Latin, French

Accent: Boston/New England

PERSONALITY.

Positive traits: Precise, Sociable, Persistent

Negative traits: Reserved, Fussy, Cynical

Moral alignment (x): Lawful Good

Temperament (x): Choleric (followed closely by Sanguine

Phlegmatic which are tied)

Tree Type (x): Ash Tree (Ambition)

PHYSICAL.

Hair colour & style: Black, Curly & Shoulder Length

Facial hair: N/A

Eye colour: Deep Brown

Complexion: Medium Brown

Ethnicity: English, Saint Lucian, Dominican

Height: 5′10′’

Physique: Slim, Athletic

Movement: Most of her movements when in a lab are graceful but outside of the lab she can be quite clumsy and trips over her own feet often.

Tattoos: Constellation of Draco the Dragon on her left thigh

Piercings: Just ear lobes

Scars & birthmarks: Small scar on her right wrist from the oven when she was a child

Clothing & style: Business casual for everyday wear but if home alone she likes jeans and a loose t-shirt or a casual sundress

ASSOCIATIONS.

Colors: Pale Pink, Gold, Lilac, and Plum

Words: Knowledge, Ambition, Friends

Scent: leather, lavender, freesia, black tea, old books, and the faint scent of disinfectant

Taste: Lemon, matcha ice cream, hot chocolate, and red wine

Touch: Silk against naked skin, rubber gloves,

Sound: Thunder-storms hard enough to rattle windows, running water from a brook, the gentle scraping of tools against dirt and bone

Weather: Rainy days pattering on the window softly lulling you to sleep, those breezy summer days by the water, the quiet snowy nights in cambridge

Feelings: the way your heart fills when you are around a dinner table with friends, loneliness when you move across a country alone, accomplishment from getting her PHD

Memories: the first time you successfully plate something for a test, the first time she kissed another girl, getting her first grant to study what she wanted to study

FOR FUN.

Drink order at a bar: whiskey on the rocks

Karaoke song: lovefool - lara stevens

Books: Cheesy romance novels

Movies: Cryptozoological documentaries she can pick apart for not being real

Music: Doo-wop Swing, classical, one hit wonders

How they take their tea/coffee: Tea - Black, one sugar

Go-to breakfast: An orange or a bowl of oatmeal

Sleeping position: Spooning a pillow

#subject.history #subject.journal

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tarot-tea-cafe · 2 years ago

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4 kinds of teas

Im currently reading the book "Herbal Tea Magic for the Modern Witch. A Practical Guide to Healing Herbs, Tea Leaf Reading and Botanical Spells" by Elsie Wild.

I thought i would share what Wild wrote on tea, spices & herbs, their magical and medical benefits and their warnings.

these entries in this post are from Chapter 2, pages 15-18. i'll make a seperate post or few for more entries!

Teas

While there are hundreds of different kinds of tea in the world, there are four main types of tea: black, green, oolong and white.

Black tea

One of the most versatile teas, black tea is a more oxidised version of green tea, with a stronger flavour and more caffeine (though much less than a cup of coffee). Because of its full flavour, black tea acts as a great base for most tea blends and potions. Black tea originated in China in the seventeenth century when the Chinese started fermenting tea leaves to extend their storage life. Black tea came to Europe in the eighteenth century, charming the British aristocracy and eventually all of England. Black tea is the main ingredient in classic tea blends such as English breakfast tea and Earl Grey tea.

Magical Properties: Strength, stability, endings, finished business, expelling negative energy, energy boost, courage, mental clarity, grounding, cleansing. Associated with the earth element and winter.

Health Properties: Boosts metabolism, boosts immunity, relieves stress, improves bone health, eases asthma, kills bacteria, lowers cholesterol, lowers risk of diabetes, increases energy, decreases digestive activity.

Medical Warnings: Pregnant people should not drink more than two cups of black tea a day

Different Types: English breakfast, Earl Grey, Chai, Assam, Darjeeling.

Brewing tip: For the best taste, brew black tea in about 180-210f (thats 82.2-98.8c) water and let it steep for four to eight minutes, depending on the blend.

Green Tea

A staple for any tea lover, green tea is made from the unoxidized leaves of the camellia sinensis plant. It's called green tea because the leaves are harvested when they are slightly withered and immediately cooked before they can oxidize, thus keeping their green colouring. Camellia sinensis leaves for green tea are harvested three times a year to get the highest quality. Green tea was initially used for medical purposes to treat a range of illnesses. For many decades, green tea was a symbol of status and wealth due to its cost and lengthy preparation time. But today green tea can be enjoyed by anyone. Matcha, green tea's popular cousin, is made from the ground powder of shade-grown green tea leaves, which is whisked together with hot water in a ceramic bowl. Macha was originally used in traditional japanese tea ceremonies but is now popular everywhere.

Magical Properties: Healing, love, mindfulness, passion, cleansing, regulating energy, wealth. Associated with the fire element and spring.

Health Properties: Boosts metabolism, improves brain function, supports sexual health, supports heart health, rich in antioxidants. Could also increase longevity.

Medical Warnings: None.

Different Types: Chunmee green tea, gunpowder green tea, jasmine green tea and matcha.

Brewing Tip: Green tea tastes best when brewed at a mild water temperature (about 180f (which is 82.2c)) and steeped for about three minutes. Water that is too hot could make the tea bitter.

Oolong Tea

While black, green and white tea are easily recognisable to most people, oolong tends to throw people off. Sure, you've heard of it, but what is it? Oolong is a semi-oxidized tea made from the leaves of the camellia sinensis plant. The amount of time the tea is oxidised varies, which makes each oolong flavour unique. Oolong tea gets its name from two Chinese words meaning "black dragon", a reference to the way the leaves are rolled into curly shapes resembling dragons.

Magical Properties: Wisdom, beaty, emotional balance and connection, romance, friendship, serenity, divination, reflection. Associated with the water element and autumn.

Health Properties: Lowers blood pressure, improves sleep, improves gut health, increases bone density, prevents tooth decay. Increases alertness and improves your mood.

Medical Warnings: None.

Brewing Tip: Oolong tastes best when its brewed at a water temp of 185-206f (85-96.9c) and steeped for around four minutes. Oolong tea actually tastes better the more you re-steep it.

White Tea

A highly delicate tea made from the unopened buds of the camellia sinensis plant, white tea is produced with minimal processing during a short harvesting season, creating its unique floral flavour and its expensive price tag. White tea, which originated in the Fujian Province of China during the sixteenth century, has become popular for its taste, health benefits and magical properties.

Magical Properties: Purification, protection, clarity, realization, meditation, cleansing, psychic abilities, youth, blessings, new beginnings, happiness, wisdom. Associated with the air element summer and moon magic.

Health Properties: reduces risk of heart disease, lowers insulin resistance, protects against osteoporosis, helps skin damage, reduces risk of cancer, rich in antioxidants.

Medical Warnings: None.

Different types: Silver Needle (BaiHao YinZhen), White Peony (Bai Mu Dan), Tribute Eyebrow (Gong Mei), Long Life Eyebrow (Shou Mei).

Brewing Tip: Because of its delicate nature, white tea should be made with 175-85f (79.4-85c) water and steeped for one to three minutes maximum or it will turn bitter.

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zktop10 · 4 years ago

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Author Feature: lettersfromnowhere

You might remember this next author from such list as Top 10 New in July 2020 and Zutara Week 2020: lettersfromnowhere ! (aka @thereisnocabbageinbasingse )

Go check out her other TWENTY-EIGHT Zutara fics and stay for her multi-fandom stories!

Title: The Waiting Game Rated: T Summary: Newly-crowned Fire Lord Zuko and Katara of the Southern Water Tribe can't deny that there's something between them, but the timing is all wrong. Zuko's got Fire Lord things to do and a missing mother to find, after all, and Katara's needed at home and wondering if she even knows what 'home' means anymore. There's nothing to be done: they're going to have to choose duty over love.

But that doesn't mean that spark has faded over the years, and when their paths cross again several years later, Zuko and Katara must decide if the feelings they've buried for so many years are worth fighting for.

Series Part 1 of The Waiting Game Score: 8.8 / 10 Rated T Complete: 6.8 / 10 Tags: Series, Alternate Universe, Canon Divergence, Post War, Slow Burn, Aged Up

Title: Tethered Rated: G Summary: Katara thinks about soulmates often. Her Gran-Gran told her the story, once: how soulmates are tethered (she likes that word, tethered – stronger than connected, softer than chained), how young some of them are when they hear the first evidence of that Tether. How soulmates hear each others’ thoughts sometimes, even before they know they’re soulmates, even before they meet. She loves the idea that a little part of her is in someone else’s mind even now.

Katara and Zuko through the years, sharing thoughts and finding each other. Score: 8.6 / 10 Rated G One Shots: 9.9 / 10 Tags: One Shot, Zutara Week, Soulmates

Title: go to the ends of the earth for you (to make you feel my love) Rated: G Summary: In which Katara is the last person who should ever be put on bed rest, and Zuko is the last person who's ever going to stop trying to assuage her bed rest-induced misery.

(Or: Zuko attempts to make Katara's last month of pregnancy a little more bearable.)

Series Part 1 of grow as we go Score: 8.2 / 10 Rated G One Shots: 9.8 / 10 Tags: Series, One Shot, Pregnancy, Fluff

Title: the most beautiful thing (that I have never seen) Rated: G Summary: This should be no sweat. After all, Katara's had the entire duration of Zuko's trip to the Earth Kingdom to work herself up to task of giving him news that'll rock his world.

That doesn't make said news any easier to get out, though. Score: 8.1 / 10 Rated G Complete: 9.8 / 10 Tags: Zutara Week, One Shot, Pregnancy, Fluff

Title: Introductions Rated: G Summary: It's never too early to start networking when one's going to inherit the Fire Nation throne one day.

(Or: the Gaang meets Zuko and Katara's first child.)

Series Part 2 of grow as we go Score: 7.7 / 10 Rated G One Shots: 9.7 / 10 Tags: Series, One Shot, Fluff, Steambab(y/ies)

Title: Tongue-Tied Rated: G Summary: Unfortunately, words aren't exactly Fire Lord Zuko's greatest strength; that makes things a touch more difficult than necessary when he realizes that he's got something to say to the girl who saved his life.

(Awkward, repeatedly-thwarted love confession fic for Zutara Week Day 5: Hesitancy.) Score: 7.0 / 10 Rated G One Shots: 9.5 / 10 Tags: One Shot, Zutara Week, Confessions

Title: Lean On Rated: G Summary: Katara isn't about to let Zuko neglect his well-being. Zuko isn't about to accept help. This is fine...right? Score: 6.9 / 10 Rated G One Shots: 9.4 / 10 Tags: One Shot, Angst with a Happy Ending

Title: four days and three nights Rated: T Summary: Zuko discovers firsthand that nothing is more fleeting than happiness, or more enduring than memory. Score: 6.8 / 10 Rated T One Shot: 6.8 / 10 Tags: One Shot, Alternate Universe, Canon Divergence, Angst, Character Death

Title: Tales of Caldera Rated: G Summary: Five years after the Hundred Year War comes to a close, the gang is reunited at a swanky diplomatic affair in the Fire Nation capital, and only one thing is certain: this is going to be a night for the books. The memorable night unfolds in six vignettes:

Sokka's attempts to ask for Suki's hand are hilariously thwarted over and over. Katara, still feeling out a new relationship, must face the reality of her position in the Fire Nation when she runs across a group of her opponents. A conversation with an emissary forces Aang to face the daunting task before him. A bored Toph challenges Aang to a rousing game of truth-or-dare. Zuko seeks Uncle Iroh's advice. And Suki does her best to balance her own hopes and expectations with her desire to be there for a friend in need.

Some humorous, some bittersweet, and some romantic, these are the Tales of Caldera.

(Or: it's Tales of Ba Sing Se episode but futurefic and it's at a party.) Score: 6.7 / 10 Rated G One Shot: 9.3 / 10 Tags: One Shot, Vignettes, Future Fic

Title: before you go Rated: G Summary: The Summer before college is supposed to be the time of their lives: the time to try things, have adventures, go out with a bang. So, armed with an epic pre-college bucket list, six friends set out to make that happen.

But this was also supposed to be the Summer that Zuko and Katara finally got it together and admitted they've wanted nothing more than each other for all of two years, but that doesn't look likely - not after what happened at Mai's graduation party. So, with the clock ticking, they have three months to work things out or lose their last chance.

All they know for sure? Before the Summer is out, nothing will be the same. Score: 6.7 / 10 Rated T One Shot: 9.3 / 10 Tags: Alternate Universe, Modern Setting, One Shot

DISQUALIFIED: Stay Frosty, Royal Milk Tea Rated: G Summary: *CO-AUTHORED WITH @sofileall*

With Gran-Gran getting too old to work full-time and college looming, Katara needs a job. Enter Jasmine Dragon Tea & Treats.

Zuko has enough on his plate just trying to keep his uncle’s struggling boba shop from going under, to say nothing of his sociopath kid sister or disastrous love life. So training a new employee - an annoyingly perky, irritatingly competent, infuriatingly beautiful new employee who thinks nothing of getting in his sister’s face - is the last thing he needs to be worrying about right now.

But as the pair of them - and Katara's ever-present friends - grow closer, they run into trouble when they learn that the shop is struggling, and if they want to keep the home they've built for themselves, they're going to have to work for it. And so a plot is hatched: save Jasmine Dragon Tea & Treats or die trying.

Fueled by milk tea and matcha macarons, this year - featuring every type and variety of sibling rivalry, many botched promposals, first love, shop-saving schemes, unfortunate timing, Sokka as a dancing pineapple mascot, and one ill-fated open mic night - is one the Jasmine Dragon family is never going to forget. Score: 9.1 / 10 Rated G WIP: 9.6 / 10 Tags: Alternate Universe, Modern Setting, High School Setting, WIP

Would have been number 1 but it’s co-authored so I couldn’t solely attribute to lettersfromnowhere!

#zutara #fanfiction #rec list #top 10 #lettersfromnowhere #author feature

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tsundere-model · 5 years ago

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TAG TWENTY - ONE PEOPLE YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER.

SOME QUESTIONS MAY BE ‘ ??? ‘ INSTEAD OF ANSWERED.

01. NICKNAME: Kitkat and Izuzu.

02. REAL NAME: ???

03. ZODIAC: Aquarius

04. HEIGHT: 177 cm

05. WHAT TIME IS IT?: 15:49

06. FAVORITE MUSICIANS/GROUPS: GOATBED, VERTEUEX, Nothing’s craved into stone, Raise A Suilen

07. FAVORITE SPORTS TEAM: Chunichi Dragons!!!! Long life baseball! And from basketball the San Antonio Spurs

08. OTHER BLOGS: bitch i have so many idek, i guess the ones i use the most are @dokuhebi-tactician @mismatcheddoll and @heart2theocean

09. DO I GET ASKS?: Sometimes

10. HOW MANY BLOGS DO I FOLLOW?: close to 100 i think

11. ANY TUMBLR CRUSHES: hmmn idk lol i feel probs @mathlovershugarl @vampyrit @friendlyneighbourhoodscientist and @fangsofeve bc they all write so nice.

12. LUCKY NUMBER: 2

13. WHAT AM I WEARING RIGHT NOW: t-shirt and sweatpants, is sunday and im a tired bicc

14. DREAM VACATION: Hokkaido onseeeeen

15. DREAM CAR: i have one thing for a red alpha romeo but i doubt i’d ever actually get one lmao

16. FAVORITE FOOD: caesar salad, pasta bolognesa

17. DRINK OF CHOICE: Matcha

18. LANGUAGES: Spanish, English, Japanese ( i can understand some french i guess?)

19. INSTRUMENTS: i can’t even sing to save my life don’t make things harder on me jfc

20. CELEBRITY CRUSHES: ??? (i lit just can’t think of anyone that isn’t fictional lmao, i guess i have a crush on Narita Ken’s voice maybe)

21. RANDOM FACT: I play far too many otomes

Tagged: @alexandraxsuoh

Tagging: i think everyone already did it since im so late for this lol so not tagging anyone uwu

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ventrue-rosary · 5 years ago

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A Flower of a Different Colour

A re-upload of this post since its broken on tumblr mobile

Autumn is mine, Kevir belongs to @theravensprince

Ko-Fi

Beepbebebeep! Beepbebebeep!

Autumn flings her arm ungracefully out to the alarm obnoxiously intruding upon her morning. Her fingers scrabble for the off-button, leaving her in blessed silence.

She rolls over with a sigh, her eyes peeking open. The digital clock reads 6:30.

Autumn stretches her sleep-heavy arms and sits up, rubbing at her swollen eyes. As always, she crosses her bedroom to her windowsill, watering her cacti, succulents and pot of creeping ivy climbing up the wall next to her window. She smiles as she gently traces the leaves with her hands. Satisfied with her work, she readies herself for the day. By 7:30 she is out of her apartment, and making her way to work. Though young, she is the proud owner and worker of her own florist shop: A Rose Without Thorns. She opens shop as the sleepy neighbourhood rouses, workers sleepily stumbling to their workplace and parents sheparding their children to school.

As with most weekdays with no major holidays on the horizon, the morning crawls by, only a few of her regulars coming by for a single flower or pot or just for a chat. As usual, her mother stops by late morning for a bouquet of roses and to drop off some of her favourite snacks. By lunch time, work crawls by to a complete stop, but it does give her time to perfect the arrangements of the flowers outside, then slowly work her way through the inside of the shop.

The bell above the door rings. Autumn looks up from her work to see someone a far cry from her usual clientèle.

A purple winged tiefling steps into her establishment; black jeans, black leather jacket and black combat boots that stomp heavily across the wooden floor. Tousled hair perfect frames his angular face, and impossibly dark eyes sweep across the room until they find Autumn.

She then realises she is still knelt on the floor, openly staring.

‘Oh--’ She averts her gaze and jumps to her feet, smoothing down the frills of here mini-apron as she hurries behind the counter.

‘Welcome! Let me know if I can help you with anything.’

‘I’m looking to buy flowers for a pretty girl,’ he says, his voice pleasant and accented.

‘Oh? How lovely! Do you know what kind of flowers she likes?’ Her shoulder unclench as some of the anxiety drains from her body. If he came to make trouble he likely already would have done so.

‘Not yet. What would you recommend?’

‘Roses are always a safe bet. Red roses, if it's a romantic gesture. You see, different colour roses have different meaning behind them. Pink for friendship, orange for familial bonds, white for purity and spirituality--’ She tapers off with a blush as she beholds his amused smile. ‘Sorry, I’m rambling.’

‘That's alright. I was enjoying listening to you.’

Autumn feel her blush deepen.

He picks up a large red bouquet. ‘May I ask your name?’ he asks as he hands her the money.

‘Huh? I-oh. My names Autumn.’

‘Autumn? Fitting. I’m Kevir. Keep the change.’

‘O-ok, thank you.’

He grins at her one last time before he leaves her shop, leaving a very flustered Autumn.

As 5pm rolls around, Autumn begins to close shop, still thinking about her encounter with Kevir. She doesn't like to think of herself as judgemental, but she had thought of him as trouble when he first walked in. How wrong she had been.

She finds herself wondering about the girl he mentioned. She hopes she appreciated his gift.

Autumn double checks the doors are locked and turns around--right into Kevir. She squeals in shock, nearly falling right to the ground.

‘S--sorry!’

‘I didn't mean to scare you. I did call your name a few times, didn't you hear me?’

She notices Kevir still holds the bouquet of flowers in his hands.

‘Oh, did you want to return them? I’m sorry, you’ll have to return tomorrow--I just closed up.’

‘No, I didn't want to return them--I wanted to give them to you.’ He holds out the flowers to her

‘I’m sorry?’

‘I bought them for you. Take them.’

‘T-thank you?’

He gives her a wink and walks away, eventually heading into the tattoo parlour further down the road.

When Autumn examines the bouquet in her hands she spots writing on the card:

07113246589

Call me! ; )

-Kevir

Autumn makes a noise of disbelief. He couldn't be serious. He isn’t. Is he? She shoves the card in her bag before making her way home.

The TV drones on in the background, going unnoticed by Autumn who stares at the roses that have found a home in the vase on her coffee table. She glances at her bag across the sofa.

She abruptly drags her eyes away, trying to focus on the drama playing on the screen. Trying and failing.

Autumn snatches her bag and drags it over to her, pushing aside her purse, makeup and the snacks her mother had given her until she finds the small, crumpled card.

She smoothes it over her thigh as she holds her phone in her other hand. Her finger hesitates over the digits on her screen as doubt begins to cloud her judgement.

‘Oh just do it,’ she hisses at herself

She dials before she changes her mind. Each enduring trill of the ringtone quickens her heartbeat. Then it stops with a click. She holds her breath.

‘Hello?’

Autumn hangs up with a scream. Her head falls into her palms with a groan. She has basically committed social suicide with this guy. A good-looking seemingly kind man interested in her and she screamed down the phone at him.

The ringing and vibrating of her phone draws her attention back to her coffee table, Kevir’s number displayed on the screen.

She watches it ring in silent panic until it stops. She breathes in relief. Then it rings again. She turns off her phone, ending the predicament altogether. She likely had already put him off, what further harm could she do by ghosting him?

Autumn hugs her knees to her chest, wishing she had the courage to hold a conversation with him. She let's herself fall limp on her side, still clutching her knees. Eventually, sleep finds her.

Autumn returns to work the following morning, business as usual minus her sullied mood. She is still mad at herself for being an awkward coward.

Around 2 hours after she opened, Kevir enters. A thousand emotions fly through her at once at their meeting, mostly abstract fear.

‘O-oh , mood gorn--good morning!’

‘Morning yourself.’ He leans his elbows on the counter, mere inches away from her. ‘Did you, uh, did you call me last night?’

‘H-huh?’ Her voice is a few octaves higher than usual. ‘No, of course not!’

‘Oh,’ Kevir deflates. ‘I see.’

‘I--I mean, I wanted to!! I, um, I dropped my phone yesterday. Screen-down, it shattered, totally unusable.’

Kevir doesn't look convinced. Of course he isn’t, she's a terrible liar.

‘I’m… I’m glad you came to see me today.’ Autumn’s changing of subject is likely very obvious, but at least she is speaking honestly now.

‘I’m glad to see you.’ His smile is disarming. ‘Say, wanna get lunch together?’

‘Y-yes I would like that.’ She smiles shyly, toying with her hair to avoid looking him in the eye.

‘Perfect. See you in a few hours.’

Autumn doesn't look up until she hears the bell jingle as he leaves, the smile still stuck on her face.

She looks up at the clock. Midday can’t come soon enough.

Kevir returns around 12, and Autumn feels her heart flutter as he enters.

‘Ready?’

‘One moment!’ She pulls on her apron strings, folding it onto the chair behind the counter. She fetches her shoulder bag from the back room and takes a moment to check her reflection. She shakes her bangs and uses her fingers to even them out over her brow, smoothes down her hair and applies just a bit of lip gloss. She only wishes she had worn something a bit more exciting than a white blouse and black mini-skirt.

‘OK, ready!’

‘Let's go. I know a little place.’

Kevir takes her to a cute cosy cafe a few blocks down, named The Pot and the Kettle. Not many patrons inside, but it means they can snag the cosiest chairs; two impossibly soft, large armchairs close to the fire with a large table between them. Being a rather tepid spring, there is no fire but there is still something comforting about it.

A cute elven waitress takes their orders. Kevir orders black coffee and a slice of chocolate cake. Autumn asks for a white chocolate mocha and matcha pound cake.

Kevir tilts his head at her order. ‘Sweet tooth?’

‘Very much so! I love sweets, chocolate and baked goods… Oh that must seem childish.’

‘Not at all! Food doesn’t have an age limit. I have a soft spot for them myself.’

The waitress returns with their orders. ‘Let me know if I can get you anything else,’ she says in a husky purr, talking exclusively to Kevir.

‘Thanks,’ Kevir answers, giving her only a cursory, polite look.

He takes off his leather jacket, revealing his tattoo sleeves. Autumn daintly gasps as she beholds the artwork displayed in his skin; twisting, connected pieces of dragons, weaponry like arrows, tortured faces, skulls and even some flowers interlocked and interwoven into one overarching gothic scene. The collar of his shirt is open enough to see the tip of a black feathered wing brushing just beneath his collarbone.

‘You have so many tattoos,’ she says in awe, reaching out for his skin before remembering herself. ‘Ah, I’m sorry!’

Her hands returns to her lap, where she tugs and fiddled with the rings on her fingers.

Kevir laughs in response, straightening his arms out on the table for her. ‘It’s alright. Touch me if you like.’

Autumn hesitantly reaches out with one hand, the other clutched into a fist over her chest. Her index fingers brushes against the smooth skin of his forearm. Where the tattoos are, the skin is slightly raised, but still just as soft. Her finger follows the design of the sleeve down to the back of his hand, impossibly smooth.

‘No one has hands this soft!’ The words slip out of her mouth before she can stop herself. ‘Oh God, that was a very weird thing to say...sorry. I just…’

Kevir rotates his hand on top of hers, smoothing his fingers over her skin. ‘Your hands are this soft.’

She glances up shyly, her flustered mind failing to come up with a response. She slides her hand out from under his, returning it to her lap, once more fidgeting with her rings. What is happening here?

‘Did it hurt?’ she asks after a short silence, still staring at his arms.

‘A little. Tattoos don’t hurt as much as everyone thinks they will. Would you like one?’

‘Eh!?’

‘I’ll give you one for free if you give me some flowers. How about it?’

‘...Could I choose what to get?’

‘Of course. And where you get it.’

‘O-ok...I guess I could get a little one somewhere...a flower maybe?’

‘Perfect! We’ll do it tomorrow.’

‘T-tomorrow? So soon?’

‘Would you rather wait?’

‘No, no tomorrow is fine.’ Her heart thunders in her chest as she says those words. Autumn has never had good experiences with needles. ‘What kind of flowers would you like?’

‘Hmm…’ Kevir drums his fingers as he considers. ‘Surprise me. Get me some flowers you think I’d like.’

He reclines in his chair with an easy smirk, Autumn’s mind already firing off numerous ideas for species and colours.

She smiles as an idea occurs to her. ‘I think you’ll like what I have planned.’

‘Am I that easy to read?’ He sounds amused.

‘I mean...when I first saw you I thought you were going to be some ruffian who would make some trouble for me or destroy my shop’

Kevir looks less amused now, quizzing her with a raised eyebrow.

‘I’m sorry! I was wrong to be so judgemental! I don’t usually get many young people in my shop, And you carried yourself with such confidence, almost cocky. Clearly I read you wrong. So no, not easy to read…’

‘And what do you think of me now?’

He’s enjoying this, she realises. She is so very obviously crushing on him.

‘Um…’ Her fingers clench into fists as they clutch the soft material of her skirt. ‘Well, I don’t know you very well, but obviously you are very kind, a-and…’

‘You’re right, you don’t know me, and I don’t know you. Swap stories?’

‘I’m not terribly interesting…’ she murmurs, her hnads clenching even tighter.

‘I’m sure I would disagree. Tell me about yourself.’

She takes a deep breath. ‘Well, you know my name is Autumn. My parents, half-elf and tiefling live on the outskirts of the city. My mother is a model, my father her bodyguard. I have a twin brother in university. I like cute animals, sweet food and flowers. See? Not interesting…’

‘You're so cute.’ Kevir smiles genuinely, his head tilted as he stares at her. ‘Your mother is a model?’

Autumn nods, blushing. ‘My mother is Amaranthe Darcelle. You might have heard of her.’

‘Your mother is Amaranthe Darcelle? That must be where you got your beauty.’

‘Beauty?’ Autumn sputters.

Kevir nods. Autumn takes a large swig of her coffee, trying to buy herself some time as she tries to think of some sort of response.

She places her cup back on its saucer. ‘I, um. I think you're very handsome.’

‘Thank you. It makes me happy you think that.’

‘So you never told me about yourself,’ she says, busying herself with her cake to avoid having to look him in the eye. At this rate she was going to explode.

‘You’re in luck. I love talking about myself to beautiful women.’ Kevir reclines in his chair with a smile.

Autumn let's out a gasp as she looks at the clock. ‘It’s already been two hours??’

Kevir follows her gaze to the clock, looking as shocked as she feels. ‘It really doesn't feel like its been that long.’

‘Uhm, bill, please!’ She calls to the waitress. ‘I should be getting back to my shop.’

‘As should I.’

The waitress puts down a small silver tray with their bill on top. Kevir shakes his head at her as she pulls out her purse.

‘Put that away. I’m paying.’

‘I should at least pay for myself…’

‘This was my idea. So it’ll be my treat.’

‘Ok, thank you.’

They hover for a moment outside the cafe, neither really wanting to go back to work.

‘Thanks for today. I had fun getting to know you,’ Autumn said.

‘And I you.’

Kevir leans down closer and presses a soft, chaste kiss on her cheek. Autumn let's out a small gasp as her entire body freezes. The heat crawls up her neck up to her face and even her ears.

Kevir clears his throat. ‘I’m sorry. I should have asked first. I’ll see you tomorrow?’

He stumbles off without awaiting her reply. Autumn slowly raises one hand to her cheek, caressing the space his lips had just touched.

‘See you soon,’ she whispers absently to empty air.

Autumn takes a bunch of white roses home with her, remembering her deal with Kevir. She sets up large glasses of dye; black, purple and blue, cuts open the stems and evenly divided the rose's between them. Curling up on the sofa, she stares at the roses, hoping he will like them, until the call of sleep is too strong to ignore.

The next day arrives, bringing with it sunshine and happy thoughts. Autumn hums a small tune to herself as she goes about her morning routine, all her thoughts focused on yesterday's...date? Was it a date? Is it too early or presumptuous to call it such?

Autumn ties the rose's together with a red ribbon, tying it into an attractive bow. Then she sets off for the day, making her way past her shop to the tattoo parlour several doors down, Devil’s Ink. The outside certainly has a gothic look, coffin-shaped windows the opening hours painted gold onto the glass. Pushing open the heavy door, she comes onto a wooden-floored room, dimly lit by two low-hanging chandeliers. Heavy metal music thumps through the speaker system.

A bored-looking human with bubblegum pink hair mans the dark wooden counter, fingers jabbing away at her phone screen.

‘Um, excuse me?’

She does a double take at Autumn. Dressed in pink frills and a petticoat she probably is a far cry from their usual clientele.

‘Yes, sweetie? How can I help?’

‘Is Kevir here?’

‘One sec.’

She picks up a phone, which Autumn assumes is part of an internal communication system.

‘Yeah, Kevir? Some girl is here to see you, too much pink, wings--hello?’ She hangs up with a sigh. ‘He’ll be down in a minute.’

Autumn watches the set of stairs, which is in fact a two flights that lead to the same balcony, nervously thumbing the petals of her dyed roses.

Kevir appears moments later, jogging down the stairs with glee.

‘Hello, Autumn. You're earlier than I thought you'd be.’

‘Oh, sorry. I guess I’m used to the life of an early bird now.’ She holds out the bouquet of flowers to him. ‘These are for you!’

‘Thank you! Are these...did you dye them?’

She nods with a touch of pride. ‘Yep. I thought you might like them.’

‘I do. Have you thought about a tattoo designs?’

‘I did. And I thought I’d pick one of your designs. I-if that's ok?’

‘Of course. I’m flattered. Follow me.’

He leads her up the stairs into a private room. A large leather reclining chair takes up most of the centre of the room, set up next to Kevir’s workstation. On the left-hand wall a black leather sofa is set up in front of a long, narrow coffee table, bare except for a heavy folder.

Peeking at the walls, she sees countless upon countless of designs, some black and white, other full colours. All of them more magnificent than the next.

Autumn looks about in awe, Kevir watching her with light amusement.

‘You see anything you like, let me know.’

She nods, her eyes still taking in her breathtaking surroundings. Eventually she settles down on the sofa, flicking through his partfolio. She finds each and every one wonderful in its own way but one above all others draws her in. An open pocketwatch swinging on its chain, wrapped around by roses and thorns stems, a few butterflies taking flight away. It is nothing short of perfection.

‘See something you like?’

She jumps, not realising Kevir is leaning on the back of the sofa to her side, peering down over her shoulder.

‘A nice choice. Also none of my other customers have chosen it, so it’ll be unique. Now, where would you like it?’

Autumn pats the upper half of her left arm. ‘Here…’ Then realisation dawns. Her chosen outfit, though lovely in appearance just had one problem--wherever she chose to have a tattoo, something had to be taken off.

‘Alright, I’ll get the ink and stencil ready. Just sit on the chair when you’re ready.’

‘R-right.’

Autumn walks over to the chair, hitching herself up on it, wondering if she should take her shirt off now or wait until prompted.Her heart thuds in her chest as she considers it. No one, not ever, has seen her in her underwear before.

She decides to do it as she waits, now Kevir’s back is turned to her. She pulls the bow around her collar loose, then undoes the buttons on by one, letting it slide off her shoulders and pool around her waist.

Kevir turns on the chair to face her. ‘Ok are you--’

His words stop as he looks at her, his eyes dropping from her face down to her torso. She feels suddenly very embarrassed and has to stop herself from wrapping her arms around herself. Kevir quickly regains his composure, pushing a cushioned stand for her to rest her arm on as he gets to work.

He presses the stencil to her arm, gets her to check the size and placement. After a few minor adjustments, he pulls out the needle, and her courage seems to fail her. Her breath becomes heavy and laboured, unable to take her eyes off the implement in his hand.

‘All those are going into my arm?’

‘Are you having second thoughts?’

‘N-no.’

‘Are you sure? Once I start I can’t stop unless you want an incomplete tattoo on your arm.’

‘No, it’s fine. Go ahead.’

Four hours and many shed tears later, Autumn now has a fresh and wrapped tattoo on her arm.

‘I’m sorry for crying. That was embarrassing.’

‘It’s alright. I know it’s a scary and painful thing. A lot of first timers cry.’ He gently wipes away her residual tears away, his fingers lingering on her skin. ‘I’ve had big, burly grown men cry harder than you.’

She laughs softly through her sniffles. ‘Thank you.’

‘Take it easy for the rest of the day, Autumn. Wash it in two hours time, then wash it and pat dry twice a day.’ He hands her a small, white tub. ‘Apply that after you’ve washed it.’

‘Ok, thank you.’ With some difficulty due to her sore and quite tightly wrapped arm she begins to pull her shirt back on.

‘Here, let me help you.’ Amusement tugs at the corner of his lips. He pulls the shirt up onto her shoulders, fingers tracing every so slightly across her collarbone as he fastens the top button.

‘Oh you don’t have to…’ she trails off when his fingers brush against her skin, stealing the breath from her lungs.

Then it is over all too quickly, Kevir cleaning his tattoo gun as though he hadn't fastened her shirt. She lingers awkwardly for a moment before she slides off the chair.

‘I’ll see you out.’

He takes both of her hands in his once they are outside, taking a moment to stare in her eyes before he leans in to kiss her cheek. Autumn frees one of her hands from his and places it on the side of his face, pulling him in for a kiss on the lips. They remain interlinked there, arms wrapping around each other as their lips lock together.

Once they part, they are breathless and she feels dizzy. Her eyes remain closed for a few seconds after, savouring the lingering feeling of his lips on hers.

When she opens her eyes, she meets Kevir’s, dark and alluring as a moonless night.

‘Your eyes are beautiful,’ she breathes.

‘Not as beautiful as yours. See you tomorrow?’ he asks hopefully.

She nods, beaming. ‘See you tomorrow.’

#Autumn Darcelle #Kevir Pride #tattoo/florist AU #my writing

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