#sweet-brier

[drhoz]

The Great ACT-NSW-NZ Trip, 2023-2024 - North Island Volcanic Plateau

Strictly speaking the Taupō caldera complex is just one part of the volcanic plateau covering much of central North Island, which also includes ash deserts, crater lakes, lava plateaus, the Ōkataina caldera complex, and the Tongariro Volcanic Centre. It's very active - Mount Ngauruhoe for example, is a beautifully cone-shaped stratovolcano 2,291 m tall, and less than 2500 years old. In fact the plateau is currently the most frequently active and productive area of silicic volcanism on Earth.

You might also recognise it as Mt Doom from the LOTR films.

In 1974 a champion skier (and presumed lunatic) by the name of Jean-Claude Killy skied down the side of Ngauruhoe you can see here, as part of a promotional campaign for Moët & Chandon. He hit well over 100kph. And he was doing this while the volcano was erupting.

Mount Ruapehu, south of Ngauruhoe, is also active, but is also the site of the North Island's only glaciers and major ski resorts. The eruptions have certainly been deadly, but most of the fatalities occured on Christmas Eve 1953 when the tephra dam constraining the crater lake collapsed and sent a landslide of mud, rock and water down the Whangaehu River minutes before an express train came through.

In 2007 two climbers nearly drowned on top of the mountain, when they took shelter in an alpine hut 600m from the crater, and an underwater eruption in the crater lake drove a surge 2km from the crater. Luckily for them the floor gave way and the water drained into the seismometer vault beneath the hut. One of the mountaineers still had a leg crushed by boulders in the debris.

East of the volcanoes is Te Onetapu, also known as the Rangipo Desert. It gets a decent amount of rain and occasionally heavy snow, but doesn't hold onto any of it because the entire area is thickly buried in unconsolidated ash and other volcanic debris and it immeadiately drains away.

It also doesn't have any trees to speak of, because the supervolcano eruptions at Lake Taupo 26,000 years ago carbonised every living thing in the area, including the seeds, and the ecosystem is still recovering. Forests on the western side of Ruapehu were partly shielded by the height of the volcano, and survived.

While @purrdence spent a few hours at the military museum south of the desert, I drove back up the road and went looking for insects. Some were abundant, like the Tiger Beetles, but they amazingly frustrating to photograph, taking off and being whisked away by the wind the moment I came near. Or being chased off, sometimes in flight, by the aforementioned ravenous beetles. At least the plants stayed in one spot, and the bumblebee was enthralled by the blue paintjob of the car.

[thebotanicalarcade]

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[1st-worldsaver]

Question to the world: is it time to panic when you see unpollinated springflowers when all the other ones are starting to fruit

[milolovesbmc]

This might be the first ever gruesome playground injuries fanart…

Close ups under the cut!

Flower meanings (from top to bottom)

St John’s wort: Superstition

Astragalus: “Your presence softens my pain”

Sweet brier: A wound to heal

Anemone: Sickness

[fragrantblossoms]

Edwin Hale Lincoln (1848 - 1938). Wild Flowers of New England Photographed from Nature. Top- Rosa Rubiginosa, Sweet Brier, Eglantine / Middle - Rosa Carolina (Swamp Rose) / Bottom -Rosa Humilis (Pasture Rose)

[adventuresofalgy]

As Algy flitted about his assistants' garden inspecting the trees and bushes for damage from the recent storm, he suddenly noticed a burst of dazzling colour among all the faded greens, golds and browns of the autumn foliage. Flying excitedly into the dense growth beneath a wind-worn Japanese maple, he perched rather too enthusiastically on the strong but very spiny branch of the rambling rose, and gazed in wonder at the glowing flowers, so much transported by the sight that for the moment he forgot the unpleasantly sharp pain in his tail feathers…

In late October in the wild west Highlands of Scotland, this was treasure indeed, and Algy would like to offer these precious flowers to all his kind friends and followers, wherever you may be, because owing to the wonderful magic of the tumblrverse he is able to give them to each and every one of you, without ever reducing their number or removing them from their parent plant 😉

He hopes that they will brighten your day with their glowing heart 💗

The lily has a smooth stalk, Will never hurt your hand; But the rose upon her brier Is lady of the land. There’s sweetness in an apple tree, And profit in the corn; But lady of all beauty Is a rose upon a thorn. When with moss and honey She tips her bending brier, And half unfolds her glowing heart, She sets the world on fire.

[Algy is quoting the poem The Rose by the 19th century English poet Christina Rossetti.]

[esotheria-sims]

Adam had been studying his spellbooks all morning. He'd been livid when he learned of Beatrice's run-in with the neighbour yesterday and vowed to put the insolent woman back in her place. Bea, sweet thing that she is, seemed to think that the neighbour had a point, but Adam was of a different mind. Nobody tells him what to do in his own home! And more importantly, nobody messes with his daughters!

For a Mellifera Attackum spell to work, he needed a Viper's Essence and two Eyes of the Newt. The reagents had to be crafted in a cauldron, but the instructions didn't seem too different from following a recipe. Adam was positive he could manage it.

Some hours later, Holly Brier was sitting at his table with a coffee and a sandwich, completely unaware of what was about to befall her. She thanked him for his hospitality and got up; as she turned to leave, Adam took his chance.

The spell hit the unsuspecting woman squarely in the back; a swarm of angry bees erupted out of thin air and immediately began circling a terrified Holly. Adam watched with amusement as she screamed and ran laps around his apartment, only to bolt through the door, bees still at her heel. Good! That should teach her.

Next time, she'll think twice before deciding to threaten his girls in his absence.

[k-vanity]

A Midsummer Night's Dream

Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire; I do wander everywhere, Swifter than the moon’s sphere.

Fairy from Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream Act 2, scene 1, lines 2-7

Welcome, strangers, though I hope we can call each other friends by night's end. As you find your course through the fantastical veil, be cautious. What lurks may be either friend or foe. Safe travels.

Choose any prompt(s) and create a tale or graphic to celebrate the summer.

Prompts

Themes:

Reincarnation 

Mistaken identities

Transformations

Fae

Strangers to Lovers

Hybrids

Summer solstice

Love Affairs

Weddings

Royalty

Scenarios:

A stranger gives you a love potion, but it affects everyone you come in contact with, either making them fall madly in love or despise you.

Your dreams start to come true.

A fae Prince is looking for his soulmate, he stumbles upon your home, injured and desperate to make you remember who he is.

They knew hearing music in the woods was a bad sign, but why was it so pretty?

A late night walk along the beach with a stranger that’s actually your soulmate?

Dialogue: 

“I’ve been alive for seven hundred years, and you’re the most annoying person I’ve ever met.”

“I’m not asking for your good graces. I’m asking for your throne.”

“You have everyone else in this family fooled, but not me.”

“I know it’s impossible to believe, but I think I might actually have feelings for you.”

“I don’t want you to go.”

“This has been a wonderful date, but I think we should never, under any circumstances, ever see each other again.”

“If I told you, you’d hate me forever.”

“Why? Are you falling for me?”

“Oh, you sweet, sweet fool… If only you had seen what had already been right in front of you.”

“How did you not realize you were getting tricked by her/him?!”

“I think you should go outside for a bit. Take a walk, maybe hug a tree…”

“For someone who got raised by fae, you are exceptionally bad at recognizing when one wants to murder you.” 

Rules

Must be a member of the net

Writers - must be at least 500 words

Visual artists - can be moodboards, gfx, gifs, icons, etc.

Include prompt(s) in some part of your work

Tag #kdream and #kvanity

Net rules and regulations apply to the event

Event Timeline

June 20th-August 31st

M.list posted September 7th

[imaginedreamwrite]

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CrNdEfMo9Kn/?igshid=MmJiY2I4NDBkZg==

Please would you write something on mod steve falling for the reader at first sight based on this reel

Please Please please ❤️

Arrangement of roses, picked up for a photoshoot by PA — Sarah

Steve’s expectations of what to come had been nearly undone by the small trail of petals left behind on the counter of his and his mom’s flower shop. The note left behind while she darted across the city to deliver a tray of bouquets for a wedding had given him little insight into who and what PA would be coming but apparently they had already come.

“Left a few.” Steve gathered the unbound roses in his arms and departed the shop for the street, following the petals until he had found the woman he was looking for.

Though a break and entering had been a mild concern to the client, Steve had to find amusement in the woman walking down the street trying to contain the bundle of roses in her arms. With as much mirth as he could anticipate, Steve had followed after her with long strides in order to keep up, bound and determined to catch her before she got out of view.

“Excuse me!” Steve called out and watched the woman stop and take pause, eyes wide and lips parted slightly. “Sweet-Brier-”

“Excuse me?” He caught up to you and welcomed your surprise even before he had felt the shift in the air, tension and a sudden pulse radiating between the two before it felt like puzzle pieces clicking into place.

“You forgot some of your roses.” His smile was on the cusp of awkward, he figured, and your confusion grew before mild embarrassment settled over you. “If you would’ve waited for a few more moments-”

“I’m late. My boss is a hard ass. I have to go-”

You cut each other off with further retorts, and then Steve lifted his head and looked passed you. The street was getting busier and he knew that if you hadn’t gotten some help your roses would be broken and damaged by the time you reached the location.

“Let me help you. Save you time from picking up the rest of the roses.” Steve’s offer hung in the air and there was a pause before a sigh fell from your lips.

You weren’t irritated rather you seemed rushed.

“Steve Rogers,” he spoke before you could, hearing your hesitation and I don’t trust strangers echo in his head, “I’m not a stranger now.”

“So that’s it? We hear each others thoughts?” You frowned, brows furrowed. “Fine. I don’t have any other options.”

“Do I get to know your name, Sweet-Brier?”

You scoffed, still a little distrustful.

“Suit yourself, Briar Rose.”

“I’m a princess who got locked away until my 16th birthday and cursed an entire kingdom. How do you know the princess?”

“Im a huge Disney nerd.” His smile grew and his eyes were softer than he anticipated.

“I don’t exactly look like Aurora.” You started walking and he was quick to follow you, carting himself off in the same direction after offering to carry some of the roses for you.

“She’s a a cartoon character, there’s no limit to what she looks like.” Steve added, slightly nudging his hip against yours. “Anyone can be Aurora.”

“You’re kind of odd, Steve Rogers.”

“We’re soulmates. You’re stuck with me.”

[elfboyeros]

Elfboyeros Masterlist

Every Original Work I have ever written is housed here, please enjoy!

Updated: October 19th, 2024

Content Key: Smut 💋 Angst🩸 Fluff🧸 Informational🗄️Mature Themes and LanuageⓂ️ Multiple Parts 📚 Slow Burn 🐌 Short (Less then 1,000 words) 🍰 Long post 🪜 Complete Series 🏁 Pictures 📷 Suggestive or Trigger Content (Warnings are also on the posts!)⚠️

Bridgehid

Bridgehid Secrets Ao3 and Wattpad | Bridgehidien Forest Ao3 and Wattpad | Brier's Three Ao3 and Wattpad

Bridgehid Secrets {Side A}🩸Ⓜ️📚🐌🏁

On their sixteenth birthday, orphan, Rowan King, is finally but in the care of their foster parents, Indigo, and Calvin Bookstone-Corals. While deciding to enroll at Bridgehid College for Magic and Alchemy Rowan, they discover that they there lost memories of childhood maybe connect to the hallowed institution.

Welcome Home | Returning | Class Morganite | Semester One | The Bridgehidien Ball | Rainy Days | Blackout | Family Dinner | Sneaking Around | The Gladiolus Festival | Healing Pools | Echoes | Down Tower | Until the Marigolds Bloom

Bridgehidien Forest {Side B} 🩸Ⓜ️📚🐌🧸

Now enjoying summer break with their friends, Rowan meets Estelle Venus a young girl their age that seems to be holding something against them. However, Rowan had no idea who Estelle is or what they done to her if they had done anything at all.

Summer June |

Brier's Three {Side C} 🩸Ⓜ️📚🐌🧸

On Marquis Island, there is something afoot causing many of Bridgehid College's healthiest students fall drained of any ability to perform magic or alchemy. The Bookstone-Corals children, Aurora, Alexandria, and Finnegan, take it upon themselves to figure out what is going on.

Raining Academics | Photogenic

Indigo and Calvin: Faithed EncountersⓂ️| Never🧸 | Cold Comfort 🩸🧸| Bloody Knuckles 🍰🧸| Black Satin, Purple Lipstick, & 8-o-Clock Dinner 💋🧸 | Their Northern Lights 🩸🍰| White Chocolate & Nutmeg🧸| Almost Caught 🍰Ⓜ️🧸 | Early Morning 🍰🧸| A Husband's Concern 🩸🍰 | Christmas Morning 🎄🧸🍰 | Hair and Statues 🧸🍰 | Sweet Spring 🍰🧸 | Keen Eye Ⓜ️🩸🧸🍰 | Bits of Patience 💋🧸 | Silence 🩸| Poisoned Coffee 🍰🧸

Others: Office Talk 🍰🩸 | Pride 🩸| Ceirse, Miel, and Trickster Ⓜ️🧸 | Gloves 🩸🧸🍰 | Embrasser les mains 🧸🍰

Information

Character Sheets📷🗄️| | Bridgehid Memes by @jj-pines 📷| Character Moodboards 📷

Hallows

Hallows Academy: Read on Wattpad and AO3

Hallow Academy Ⓜ️⚠️🩸📚🧸🐌

After a violent incident at a summer party, Amora Seawright is sent to Hallows Academy, a known school for troubled teens, by her mother. In a series of strange events, Amora acquires psychic abilities to commune with the deceased and unearth a rabbit hole incidents that she never wanted to become a part of.

Orientation | Favorite Subjects ⚠️ | The Dead Man | A Scholar's Rotunda | Overcast Coastline | The Chase | Snooze

| Before Senior Year⚠️🩸Ⓜ️|

Information

| Character Aesthetics📷 | Character Designs 📷 | Character Sheets 📷🗄️|

Purus Sanguis

Masterlist

The Necromancer's Wife

Read Collection on AO3

A Collection of oneshots about an old necromancer and his rich painter Wife

Written Works

Neat Whisky 🧸Ⓜ️ | Party Games 🧸Ⓜ️ | Proposal 🧸Ⓜ️

Information

| Character Sheets 📷🗄️ |

[mybookof-you]

“…Mrs. Todd was an ardent lover of herbs, both wild and tame, and the sea-breezes blew into the low end-window of the house laden with not only sweet-brier and sweet-mary, but balm and sage and borage and mint, wormwood and southernwood. If Mrs. Todd had occasion to step into the far corner of her herb plot, she trod heavily upon thyme, and made its fragrant presence known with all the rest. Being a very large person, her full skirts brushed and bent almost every slender stalk that her feet missed. You could always tell when she was stepping about there, even when you were half awake in the morning, and learned to know, in the course of a few weeks' experience, in exactly which corner of the garden she might be.”

Sarah Orne Jewett, The Country of the Pointed Firs (1896)

[jazzystudios82]

His Lovely Rose - Chapter 8: The Confrontation

Previous. . . . Next Chapter . . . .

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Location: Planet Earth. . . .

As it turned out, one of the children had something called a "tablet" with them in case they got bored and was trying to watch a movie, but it played an ad for an upcoming action flick in the process, and that was where the gunshot sound was coming from. After reassuring the guests that everything was alright, Bulma had decided to announce the bingo tournament she planned in the hopes that it would calm everyone down.

Far from the stage, Brier sat with her husband and friend at their table, playing with a fork that was on her right side. While she was curious to see what the bingo tournament would bring, Brier still couldn't get that weird crow's eyes out of her mind. 

"-r? Brier, are you listening to me?" 

The white skinned goddess stopped playing with her fork and looked at her husband. "I'm sorry, what was that?" "I just wanted to know if that crow-thing was still bothering you." 

All Brier did was nod her head to answer him. "I see. Well whatever that thing is, it's gone, so don't worry about it anymore, ok?" Beerus told her. "You make it sound easy." Brier said. "But there was just something about it that seemed. . .not right. I honestly don't know how else to put it." 

"Do you wish for us to talk about something else?" Whis asked. Brier nodded. "Alright then." Beerus said, not wanting to see his wife frown anymore. "Now, about that Super Saiyan God, I haven't sensed even a pinch of divine energy since we've been here. I was very much looking forward to meeting him." 

"From doing what humans call 'mingling', I've learned that the only pure-blooded Saiyans are Vegeta and Goku." Whis revealed as he took a bite of spicy chicken from his plate. "The rest are only half-breeds and children at that."

"Really? In that case, why don't we just go to my fathers' home and ask for help." Brier suggested, slowly forgetting about the bird from earlier. "I'm sure that neither of them would mind."

"Really? Even Arum?" Beerus asked.

"Well, I'm going to head to the ladies' room." Brier said, practically avoiding the question. "Let me know when you boys are ready to go." 

While Beerus didn't like that she ignored his question, he decided to drop it. “While we wait for Lady Brier to finish with her business, why don’t we go and take some food with us?” Whis suggested. “There’s this dessert they have called pudding." 

"Huh? 'Pudding'?" Brier muttered softly. What an odd name for a dessert. 

"I tried one myself, and I must say it’s most delicious. It has a subtle sweetness and a rich velvety texture that is absolutely to die for.” Whis added. This captured Beerus’ attention. “Really? Show me where they’re keeping this 'pudding' delicacy then.”

"At once."

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After Brier finished using the bathroom, she was approached by Vegeta. “My lady, do you know where Lord Beerus and Whis are at?” Vegeta asked her. “No, I'm afraid not.” Brier answered. "You can probably find them where they give out desserts, seeing as they all had savory food up until this point." “I see. Thank you!” he said as he went to go find them. This allowed Brier to continue with her goal of finding Bulma so that she could say goodbye to her. 

‘Now where is she?’ the goddess wondered silently. Brier’s gaze then landed on the blue haired woman, who seemed to be having a conversation with her friend, a black haired woman wearing a maroon colored dress.

‘There she is!’ Brier thought happily as she walked towards the two earth women. “Hello Ms Bulma!” she greeted as soon as the two finished speaking with one another. “Oh hi Brier! You seem awfully jolly.” Bulma said, amused. She was glad to see that she had gotten over the creepy bird from earlier.

“Huh? What do you mean?” Brier asked, confused. “Oh nothing. Anyway, this is my friend Chi-Chi.” Bulma said, introducing the two of them to each other.

“Greetings Ms Chi-Chi.” Brier said, offering her hand to shake, to which she did. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I hope that we can get along in the future.” Brier added with a pretty smile. “O-Oh, the pleasure’s all mine!” Chi-Chi said, sounding flustered. How could someone so polite and beautiful exist?

“Ms Chi-Chi are you alright?” Brier asked, concerned. “Your face seems to be getting a little red.” “Huh? Oh! I-It’s nothing serious!” Chi-Chi exclaimed, embarrassed. “Are you sure Chi-Chi?” Bulma questioned. “Yes, it’s fine! I'm probably just-” Brier’s attention went from Bulma and Chi-Chi to the two boys, Trunks and Goten. They had walked up to the two women and were about to speak, that is until they noticed the goddess’ presence and froze. 

Brier got down to their level and said, “Hello there you two. How are-” “W-We’re so sorry miss!” Trunks interrupted, not only shocking Brier, but Bulma and Chi-Chi as well. “We didn’t mean to do that to you! We were just playing!” “Y-Yeah! Please don’t be mad!” they said at the same time, but Brier was able to hear them perfectly fine. “It’s alright. I know that it was an accident.” Brier told them reassuringly.

“You’re. . .you’re not mad?” Goten asked. “No. Why would I be?” Brier asked, but their attention went to Bulma and Chi-Chi when the both of them asked, “Wait, what are you two talking about?” “Yeah, Goten, what’s going on? What happened?”

“!” This caused the two boys to get nervous. So nervous that they both looked to the ground, avoiding their mothers’ gaze. This led Brier to come to their defense. “It’s nothing serious really. There was this little incident of sorts, and-” Suddenly, a loud crash interrupted her, causing everyone to look behind themselves to see what was the cause of it. 

Much to Brier's shock, Beerus was being repeatedly punched by the chubby pink creature known as Majin Buu. “Oh my god! What happened?!” Chi-Chi exclaimed, her hands covering her mouth in shock. “I-I don’t know. . .!!” Bulma said, too stunned to move. “Brier, I'm so sorry about this! I swear that Buu’s usually much better behaved than this!” Bulma added, looking at the goddess. “I’ll tell the others to stop him before Beerus gets hurt!”

“Well I appreciate your concern Ms Bulma, it’s not my husband’s safety that we should be worried about!” Brier told her. Before Bulma or Chi-Chi could ask what she meant, Beerus threw Buu overboard, causing him to crash in the sea. 

'I don't understand, he was in such a good mood earlier!' Brier thought to herself. 'What in Zeno's name made him. . .?' 

Brier saw Whis near a sushi stand, so she quickly walked towards him and asked, “Whis, what happened?!” “The stall that was giving out pudding cups ran out, and the one known as ‘Majin Buu’ had several pudding cups that he was eating from. So Lord Beerus and I asked if he could share some with us, but he refused and Lord Beerus lost his temper, which resulted in the fight.” Whis said calmly.

“Of course that’s what happened. . .” Brier mumbled with a grimace on her face. Why? Why did that have to be the thing that set him off?!

In the blink of an eye, Majin Buu emerged from the ocean and flew towards Beerus, attempting to attack him once more. But just like last time, Beerus grabbed Buu by the arm and threw the pink being into a nearby food stall that was on the ship. “Well, we might as well go ahead and take some food with us. This planet appears to be doomed.” Whis said, nonchalant.

“What? Don’t you think that we should at least try to calm him down before we call it quits?” Brier questioned. “Honestly, I don’t think that there’s much I can do. But perhaps you’ll have a better chance than I.” Whis said as he walked to a nearby food stand.

“Good luck, my lady.” 

‘Thanks for the help, Whis. . .’ Brier thought silently. Now while she knew that it wasn't a good idea to get attached to the residents of planets she and Beerus visit for obvious reasons, it was clear that these mortals were good people and didn't deserve to have their world destroyed over something so trivial. Now she had to think of a way to get him to calm down. 

‘Now, how should I approach this? Maybe I should-’ Brier snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Beerus shout out, "Brier! Whis! Let's wrap this up! I'm gonna wreck this world and get on with the rest of my day!" Now while Brier herself didn't respond, Whis said, "Just a few minutes, my lord! I'm right in the middle of an order!" "Excuse me?! I'm not waiting! So you either get up here now or explode with the rest of this planet!" 

"!" Brier had attempted to speak up, but was stopped when she saw a bright flash of white light. After the light dissipated, she saw a brand new individual, who seemed to be a fusion of the two half-Saiyans Trunks and Goten. 

"Did someone order a superhero? 'Cause Gotenks is here to answer the call!" he announced, his voice a mixture of the two young Earthlings. As this "Gotenks" flew up to where Beerus was, Brier could hear Vegeta telling them to stay away and "defuse", whatever that was supposed to mean. 

"Bad news, kitty cat. You shouldn't poop on a party when I'm on the guest list!" Gotenks exclaimed. "Now you've got about five seconds to start behaving, or the great Gotenks is taking you to school!" "Very funny kid, now move." Beerus said as a response. "Well, I warned you. But looks like school it will be!" Gotenks said, and then proceeded to say the name of an attack that Brier couldn't really keep up with. But it resulted in Gotenks punching Beerus directly in the chest, and just like Brier predicted, it did nothing. 

Though this seemed to be a great surprise for Gotenks. "What?! No way!" ". . .Just curious, but was that supposed to hurt?" Beerus asked. Gritting his teeth, Gotenks began to launch multiple punches on the Destroyer with the hope that it would be effective, but it was just like before. But this didn't deter them anyway. 

"I know the real reason why you're here, but it won't work! 'Cause I'll do whatever it takes to keep the Dragon Balls away from you!" Now this had piqued Beerus's interest, causing him to stop Gotenks's attacks by using his ring and middle finger to catch the Saiyan fusion's fist. "Dragon Balls, you say? Sounds like quite the delicacy." he said. "LET GO OF ME, YOU BULLY!" Gotenks shouted as he attempted to free himself of Beerus's grip. "ARE YOUR HANDS MADE OF STEEL?!" But Beerus ignored him and decided to ask about the so called Dragon Balls. "Now tell me, is it a type of pastry or is it a dish made of actual dragon parts?" 

"IT'S NOT FOOD AT ALL, YOU DUMBASS! LET ME GO!" 

Ignoring the "dumbass" comment, Beerus rolled his eyes and released his grip. "You don't play very nice, you know!" "I'm not your playmate, little one, and I don't have time for your childish games." As Gotenks was attempting to soothe the pain in his wrist, he exclaimed, "You're calling me 'childish'?! Look in the mirror, pal! You're the one who's throwing a silly fit because you didn't get to have some lousy pudding!" 

"What. . .? Downplaying my dessert tragedy?" Beerus muttered. 

Brier shook her head and covered her face with her hands. She knew where this was going and she didn't like it. 

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After Gotenks's de-fusion (and Piccolo, #18, and Tien tried to fight against Beerus), the Z-Fighters were all promptly taken out by the deity in a matter of seconds.

While they were being healed by the young Namekian known as "Dende", Brier had decided to once again think of a way to get Beerus to change his mind. Which wasn't easy once he decided on doing something. She attempted to get Whis to help her, but he was too focused on a dish called "sushi" to pay any mind to the situation. But she still tried anyway. 

"Whis, can you please just-" "Like I said earlier, my lady, the only person Lord Beerus will listen to in these kinds of situations is you. I'm afraid that there isn't much that I can do." Whis told her. "But-" "And what is this called, good sir?" Whis interrupted, now speaking to the chef preparing his meal. "I-It's called 'sashimi', sir." "And this one?" "It's called-" 

Brier didn't hear the rest of the conversation as her ears were filled with Vegeta’s warrior cry. He had attempted to attack Beerus, but he was unsuccessful in doing so. Instead he was forced onto his knees by the Destroyer when he put his foot on the back of his head. “Vegeta!!” Bulma cried out, having witnessed the whole thing.

“My my, is that your idea of power?” Beerus questioned with a sinister smirk. “Absolutely pathetic. And you Saiyans had the gall to call yourselves a “warrior race”. That’s what disgusts me about Saiyans. Too much bravado but you always let me down.” 

“You know, your father used to buckle under my foot like this. Despite all that muscle flexing and fist waving, he couldn’t even scratch my heel. You and your father are exactly the same.” he sneered. “Weaklings who pretend to rule over an imaginary throne.” And what he added next nearly made Vegeta stop and freeze. 

"Imagine how your mother would feel if she saw you like this. How disappointed do you think she'd be?" 

“Beerus, that’s enough!” Brier shouted, her voice loud and clear. The destroyer stopped what he was doing, and walked back towards his wife. Brier attempted to speak again, but a sudden slap to her husband’s face prevented her from doing so. 

'Who. . .? Who did that?' Brier wondered, panicking. Her ruby eyes looked from her husband's equally shocked face to see Bulma right next to him. 

'Oh no! Ms Bulma, what have you done?!' 

Bulma looked away from the cat-like deity, turned to Brier and began to shout. “Are you serious?! Now is the time you decided to stop him?!” Brier flinched at the sudden shouting. She was never really good with with people yelling loudly at her. 

Brier took a deep breath and attempted to calm Bulma down. “Ms Bulma, I’m truly sorry for all of this, but I-” “But what?! You had every opportunity to stop your hot-headed husband from ruining the party, but you chose to do nothing! My family and guests got hurt because of him, so I want the two of you to get off this boat right now!” 

"Ms Bulma, please listen to me!" "I don't want to hear any of your excuses!"

The party goers watched as Bulma continued to shout at Brier, who was hiding her clenched fists behind her back. However everyone, especially Vegeta, froze when they saw Beerus staring at Bulma, with an infuriated expression on his face. “B-Bulma, no!” Vegeta muttered. Bulma had finally noticed Beerus glaring at her. “If you have something to say, say it!”

Instead of uttering a single word, Beerus raised the back of his hand towards her. Both Brier and Vegeta immediately knew what he was about to do. “N-No Beerus! Please have mercy!” Vegeta pleaded. “Whatever you plan on doing to her, please do to me instead!!”

“Beerus! Please calm down!” Brier exclaimed. “Don’t do something that you’ll regret-” Beerus slapped Bulma’s face, causing the human woman to fly backwards due to the sudden force of it. Trunks and Goten immediately caught Bulma before she could land on anything and get hurt even more. “MOM!! Are you ok, say something!” Trunks exclaimed, worried.

Brier quickly walked towards the boys to check on Bulma. “I'm so sorry about all of this! Is there anything that I can do to help?” Brier asked the two. “You did magic earlier, right? Is there some kind of spell that you can use to help her?” Goten asked her. Brier nodded and looked at Bulma’s right cheek. Luckily Beerus didn’t use enough force to kill her, all he did was leave a red mark on her cheek. Brier raised her hand and muttered an incantation of sorts. In seconds, the red marking disappeared.

“She’ll be fine, but please be gentle with her. Take her somewhere safe for now. I'll make sure that my husband apologizes greatly for this.” she told them. Trunks and Goten nodded their heads and took Bulma away to a nearby chair to put her in.

Brier looked at her husband with a frustrated expression. Beerus froze immediately. He knew where this was going. "Now dear-" “Beerus! When this poor woman wakes up, you will-" ''What have you done?. . .” Brier and the others turned back to see Vegeta getting back on his feet. "Your Highness. . . .?" 

“How could you?. . .What did you do. . .TO MY BULMA?!” he screamed at the top of his lungs, and subsequently transformed into his first Super Saiyan form.

This stunned everyone in the area, including Beerus. “Mark my words, Beerus! Mark them well! You’re going to suffer for what you’ve done!” Vegeta swore. He quickly flew towards Beerus and began to throw several punches in his way. Beerus was able to block them with just one hand, and punched him in the face when Vegeta attempted to kick him.

Vegeta returned the favor, which caused Beerus to fly away from the ship and towards the ocean, which is where they continued their battle. Their fight was creating violent waves in the sea, which was rocking the cruise ship and nearly threatened the safety of the passengers. 

Brier then muttered a spell under her breath, one that would keep the boat steady. She looked back up in the sky and shouted, "Will you two knock it off and discuss this like the grown adults that you're supposed to be?!" "No!" they both shouted back, not taking their eyes off each other. 

"Also, what's the big deal Brier?! Aren't you supposed to take your husband's side when something like this happens?!" Brier heard Beerus shout as he evaded Vegeta's punches. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" Brier yelled, scaring everyone around her (except for Whis). "YOU TWO WILL GET DOWN RIGHT NOW OR ELSE I'M GOING UP THERE AND-" Brier stopped speaking when she felt herself getting a painful headache. It felt as if there were a thousand tiny hammers slamming against her skull.

'My head! It hurts!'  Brier thought as she placed her right hand on the side of her head. 'I don't understand what's going on. Why is this. . .wait, do I need to feed already?!' Brier wondered. She began to think back to the last time she last had something to drink. 'Let's see. . .it was during our travel here when I-' Brier was brought out of her thoughts when she felt someone roughly put their hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, can't you get your husband to stop fighting Vegeta?!" a Namekian asked. From what Brier remembered, his name was Piccolo.

Brier's eyes then wandered to the veins in Piccolo's neck, and almost licked her lips. Realizing what she was doing, Brier attempted to control herself. She didn't want to launch herself at him and rip his flesh apart. "S-Sir Piccolo, was it? Like I said earlier, I'll get my husband to apologize to everyone and then we'll leave this planet. I just need a moment to-"

"Whatever it is that you need can wait!" Piccolo interrupted. "Everyone on this ship is has families that are getting scared and-" 

Piccolo stopped speaking when Brier placed her hand on his and took it off of her shoulder, her grip was rather and her black colored nails were almost digging into his green flesh.

Before he could ask what she was doing, Brier looked directly into his eyes said in a menacing tone, "Do NOT interrupt me when I'm speaking. Like I was trying to say earlier, I'll get Beerus to stop as soon as I take care of something else. Do you understand?"

It took a lot for Piccolo to be scared of someone. And all this dainty woman had to do was turn her eyes completely red and speak down to him in a murderous voice. And what made it worse was that she had an unnerving smile while doing so. But he knew that if he didn't get her to stop Beerus, he could put the others in serious danger. 

"Look, I don't want to start any trouble with you miss, but-" 

"Stop. Talking."

"I-" "Lady Brier, there you are!" Whis interrupted, getting in between the two. The angel was quick to remove Brier's tightening grip on Piccolo and move her away from him. "Whis? What are you-" "There's something over here that I want to show you! I'm sure that you'll love it!" he told her with a smile. Although Brier could tell that it was not his usual smile. This one he had right now seemed rather forced.

Whis had Brier follow him behind a food stand and whispered, "My lady, I can see that you have a bit of a troubling situation at the moment. Is that right?" 

All Brier could do was slowly nod her head, causing Whis to sigh. "I see. . .and Lord Beerus can't help you with your problem. That is quite concerning. If we don't do something now, who knows what you'll do to the mortals around you." The angelic attendant then did something that Brier didn't expect. He put his staff away and raised the sleeve on his left arm, bringing it close to her. 

"Whis! Are. . .are you sure?" Brier asked. "You don't have to do this, you know."

"I know that I don't have to. But I want to. After all, Lord Beerus is a bit preoccupied at the moment to do this himself." Whis told her. "Now take as much as you need, Brier. I promise you that I'll be fine, so don't worry about me."

". . ."

Brier looked at the soft skin that Whis possessed, and swallowed the saliva in her mouth before she took hold of his arm and brought it close to her lips. "I'll be gentle. . ." Brier said to Whis with a sorry look in her eyes. She then opened her mouth to reveal sharp fangs, and softly bit into Whis' wrist. The angel slightly flinched at the feeling, but he quickly got used to it.

It didn't hurt at all, it was like getting a shot at the doctor. So it felt like a little pinch. 

The goddess has tasted all sorts of blood in her long life. And to this day, there were only two beings in the entire 7th universe who had the sweetest and most satisfying to her. Beerus and Whis. But before she could take any more, another loud crash was heard. 

"?!" Brier, even though was nowhere near done, stopped drinking blood from Whis, wiping the angel's purple colored blood from her lips and used a bit of magic to quickly heal the puncture wounds on his wrist. "Lady Brier! You still need to-" "I'm fine!" Brier told him as she went to see what was going on.

Whis sighed as he readjusted his sleeve and grabbed his staff. He then went back to the food stand he was at earlier. He should go see what chef had prepared for him. 

Brier returned to see Vegeta on deck, his hair and eyes back to their original color.“Dammit, that was all that I had!” he exclaimed, slamming his fist on the ground. 'All he had? What did he. . .?' Brier looked up to see a big puff of smoke in the air. Did he shoot Beerus with energy? 

The smoke cleared, revealing that Beerus was alive and well, with barely a scratch on him. “Was that really it? That certainly wasn’t the power of a Super Saiyan God. It was child’s play.” Beerus said. “With a blast that weak, it’s clear. You’re no rival of mine.” “What happened!? Dad was winning!” Brier heard Trunks exclaim.

Brier turned to look at the boy and saw Bulma had awakened. "Ms Bulma, are you alright?" Brier asked. "Yeah, I'm fine." Bulma replied, not quite looking Brier in the eyes. 'She must still be upset.' Brier thought to herself. "I'm glad to see that. Now I'll go and-" "Trunks and Goten told me about what you did to help me. And that you were going to tell Beerus off for what he did." Bulma told her, surprising the goddess. 

"They did?"

"Yeah. So. . .I'm sorry. You know, for yelling at you earlier." Bulma said, truly sounding apologetic. But Brier didn't have a chance to respond, since Beerus made an announcement. "It has been many eons, you know, since I was even able to use ten percent of my power. Take solace that you were at least more entertaining than that Saiyan on King Kai’s planet.The time has come! I will reduce this planet to rubble!"

"!" Brier and the Z Fighters watched him carefully, waiting to see what he'd do. However, no one had expected what he'd say now.

“On second thought, maybe I won’t.” Beerus said, scratching the right side of his head in thought. ‘He won’t? But he was so determined a minute ago.’ Brier thought. What made him. . .wait, was it because of the food he had earlier? 

“Destroying Earth would be quite tragic in a way. Your warriors here might be pitiful, but your cuisine is another matter. It’s simply among the tastiest things in the universe!” He declared. Bulma, having heard every word, was quick to come up with a distraction. “I-I totally agree, sir! It really is great, so it would be a shame to blow up the whole planet and not taste our other specialties!” she exclaimed. "There are others?" Brier mumbled to herself. To simply say, she was shocked to learn such a thing. 

“What?! You mean there’s more?!” He yelled in shock.“Oh yeah, there’s way more of the tiny fraction of food that we earthlings make! Can you maybe please hold off on destroying our planet while we prepare you something?” “An interesting offer. Alright, I’ll give this planet a second chance!” Beerus declared, which made many of Earth’s inhabitants sigh with relief.

“Great. . .and how’s that gonna work exactly?”

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AN: So, uh. . . .if I didn't make it clear before, then I guess I didn't do a good job at hinting at it. So I'll just explain it here: Brier (and her whole species) drinks blood, and it's a main part of her diet. While her species obviously takes some inspiration from the Titans from Greek Mythology, there are still some creative liberties I took while I was brainstorming this whole story.

[malrie]

generated random numbers out of 250 (referring to table of contents) to pick my lineup because knowing me I’ll only want to read the ones I’ve already read or know about so… forcing myself to try new ones!!! They definitely won’t all be spooky though lol. I might sub in or add too if it’s too short or annoying which occasionally they may to be.

211 - Bluebeard

79 - The Water Nixie

240 - Misfortune

82 - Gambling Hans

179 - The Goose Girl at Spring

17 - The White Snake

26 - Little Red Cap (it’s like winning the lottery!!!!!!!)

189 - The Peasant and the Devil

242 - The Robber and His Sons

55 - Rumpelstiltskin (we’re back in business)

Already did Bluebeard so it’s a freebie for future me ^_^ / The Pea Test

25 - The Seven Ravens

50 - Brier Rose (my gacha luck is killingggg)

239 - Saint Solicitous

230 - Fragments

178 - Master Pfriem

139 - The Maiden from Berkeley

114 - The Clever Little Tailor

222 - Okerlo

210 - The Hazel Branch

186 - The True Bride

167 - The Peasant in Heaven

105 - Tales About Toads

84 - Hans Gets Married

A bit of these I already have gone through thanks to Grimm Reading lol but I’m happy to take another swing at them. I think this is definitely a well rounded selection of ones I’ve read or heard before and other wholly complete mysteries….. If I forget or miss a day I’ll just read the missing days alongside the story of the day. If anyone sees this or even cares I love you sweet pea !!!!! *3*

[foxclcves]

𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒆 (𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 04)

Howls in the distance echoed low and overlapped, gaining in numbers and moving closer, but the woman continued her trek through the forest without looking over her shoulder. The hood of her cloak covered her face from view and the occasional, whispering breeze that would find her between the thick trunks of ancient trees.

The creatures had been stalking her since sundown, when she had long since adequately distanced herself from civilization and any road. They skittered in the undergrowth and their eyes flashed gold and orange, like candles being hastened down corridors, their carriers desperate to escape the engulfing blackness of night. She felt no desperation in being surrounded. They were becoming more daring. The sky might have cleared, but on this night there was a new moon, leaving all across the land at the mercy of the darkness. And let them hide; blockade their windows and doors from any sort of monsters that lurked under atmospheric cloak, and let the humans’ hearths remain fueled until dawn. Her determination had not left her since she had entered this nefarious wood. She flinched not at any snarl or snapping of twigs, too close. They were becoming brave, yes; strength in numbers and low visibility on their side. But they still kept their distance, kept their gnashing, salivating jaws at bay, for they knew her to be a monster, too. Her smile never left her face.

The sliest of glimpses over her shoulder, and she saw a few flee back into the brush, the trees parting enough to lead her into an aisle of gnarled brier. They were well adapted, certainly; their coats not fur but grass and moss, always in a human’s sights but only seen out of the corner of the eye. They were fast and magnificent beasts, and the only thing that would give them away was their gleaming eyes, only visible if you were to look straight into them, but by that time, it might be too late. They used the brier now, no longer as subtle as they were when they first began following her trail. They shifted, blended, soft green smothered by vicious coils of vines and thorns. They tugged free of the abrasive plant without harm, shaking it off as a dog would and feasting their eyes upon her venturing figure yet again. She looked ahead, her chin lifting in the slightest.

If they devoured her, she would not be angry. Not at ravenous dogs for their cravings of flesh and blood. How starved they were, ever since humans became wary of these woods and seldom wandered far into it these days. No, her wrath would consume them first because her starvation vastly outweighed theirs, and it could not be conquered. Once it sank its own fangs into any unfortunate soul, it would hold them; clutch them until they were lifeless. Blood drained and left to stain the floor; stain the carpet, the bed sheets, absorbing into wood and oozing through, seeping into the earth. Lifeless in her arms, and hers, hers, hers. She was sure the beasts sensed this within her, their desperate tenacity keeping them at her heels but their instincts made them wander at bay. Her pace did not quicken, did not slow. She continued to take her time, oh, so slowly, and she would not be deterred by monsters. She was far worse than any wolf, for she did not need to wait for the death of a day’s sun to torment anyone. But she waited for the right time; oh sweet, prolonged reveal. For tormenting death was exactly what she set out to do.

[recurringwriter]

FE OC Week Introductions:

Church Aligned/Nabatean:

Sweetpea Eisner My M!Byleth oc. They/Them. Very cryptic and mysterious, behaves in sometimes alarming ways but always cares about the safety of their students. Offers advice that seems useless on the surface but when given some thought is exactly what is needed. They love flowers and peace, and fight because they have to. Gentle and loves cats.

Brier/Spike Eisner Sweetpea's twin, my F!Byleth oc. She/They. Where Sweetpea is soft and sweet, Brier is edgy and tough. Takes no shit and encourages her friends not to, either. She's close with the other faculty members and will fight anyone for their students. Almost as difficult to read as their sibling.

Erennes The Nabatean who is the source of Anna's Crest of Ernest. Erennes tries to avoid combat wherever possible, but loves humanity and visiting busy markets. She's quiet and refined--easy to miss in a crowd. As a dragon, she is deerlike in shape with branching antlers.

Curry Rodrigue's other spouse, Curry, who is a really cool dragon shape shifter! Rodrigue never mentions them because despite this being something that surely would be advantageous in a fight, Curry is a writer and doesn't like bloodshed. Even though that's the case, they would of course swoop in to save Rodrigue if the need arose.

[alder-saan]

The Path of Poisons .5

Sweet Brier

Larissa Weems x Gn! Oc

the Path of Poisons masterlist . [01] . [02] . [03] . [04] . [05] . [06] . [07] . [08] . [09]

words count: 1.2k

WARNING: I'm translating this from French to English. As it takes sooooo much time to do it myself, I use an automatic translator. BUT neutral doesn't exist in French so even if I proofread to change every "he/him/his" or "she/her/hers" in "they/them/their" I might miss some.

"Yeah, hello Thalia?"

*Rei ? Are you ok?*

"Yes, yes."

They switched the phone to her ear and jammed it with their shoulder so they could do their nails properly, sitting at the small table in their tiny greenhouse. At the other end of the receiver, they could hear Thalia tinkering.

"Say, I'm calling about your proposal to advise me to Mrs. Weems."

*Yeah? Have you thought about it?*

"Mostly I asked if the florist needed people and she said no, so well…"

*perfect, I'll plead your case*

"You don't tell her who I am, you just say I have degrees in botany, which is true. No mention of the book, no mention of ANYTHING that would allow him to identify me."

*okay boss!*

"So, how are things with Elizabeth?"

*Pretty good.*

"I'd like to meet her one day!"

*If you become a teacher, you'll meet her. Ouch, shit!*

"Are you okay?"

*Yeah, yeah, I pricked myself with a tooth from my saw.*

Rei chuckled and then made a face, they had a little overflow with their black varnish.

"What are you doing?"

*I'm making a birdhouse.*

"It's a little late, you know?"

*It will be useful for next year.*

"Especially for the wasps…"

*Well, it's gonna be a wasp house.*

"Be careful, 200 stings are deadly."

*who gets stung 200 times?*

"I don't know..."

*Well, I'll leave you to it, and submit it to your new crush right away.

"Stop calling her that."

*Don't act like she doesn't do anything to you. What did you say last time? "Why does she have to be so beautiful?"*

"Yeah, okay, I think she looks pretty good. But that doesn't mean she's my crush!"

*Yeah, for sure. Ciao.*

"Ciao"

And Thalia hung up. Rei tried to slide her phone along their arm. They couldn't touch it with their hands, because of the nail polish that wasn't dry. They waved their hands a little to dry it and then went back to their little house. They wanted to buy some flowers. They put on their jacket, their shoes, and then got on their bike. The city was not far from the land they had inherited, and from the little house that was on it.

After about 15 minutes of pedaling, they arrived in the city center. They hung their bike on a fence and walked through town to the florist. They stood for a while and looked at all the plants on all sides. The urge to buy everything on the spot was growing inside them. They looked for the flowers they liked best to put in a bouquet in ther house. Sweet brier. It's nice, it's pretty. They asked the florist for a big bouquet and she went to prepare it.

The door opened. It was Larissa, in her perfect updo, perfect dress and perfect make up. Rei tried not to stare.

"G… Good morning, Mrs. Weems."

"Oh, please, call me Larissa. May I call you Raine?"

"Of course you can."

Apparently, Thalia hadn't told her yet about the job. Good.

"Do you know anything about flowers, Raine?"

"Me?"

"Yes, you. There are so many choices, I could use some advice."

"Well it depends on the occasion, is it for someone? Is it just to look nice in your living room? If it's a gift, who do you want to give it to? A relative? A friend? A lover? And then if it's for you, it depends on where you want to put it, and what that place looks like."

Larissa thought for a while. She hadn't anticipated all these questions.

"Well… I'm not sure. It was to put in my office at Nevermore. I like a little color."

"So you can match your office colors, or your colors…. Red roses would go great with the color of your lip ink."

Larissa blushed. Was Raine flirting with her?

"Oh, I see… But red roses are really meaningful… Isn't there something a little more… Neutral? Understand, I don't want everyone to start speculating about a fictitious lover."

"You're single!"

That wasn't a question. It was an observation, and amazement. Maybe a little hope, too.

"Uh… yes. Is that a problem?"

"What? No! I just… I just thought that a woman like you couldn't be single."

"What's a woman like me?" Larissa laughed a little. "And why is that?"

"I thought all the most beautiful women were already in a relationship."

They smiled at her. Larissa looked away, trying to hide her pink cheeks. She coughed.

"So, what do you recommend?"

"In that case, I think primroses would be great. You can choose the color."

"Renewal, huh?"

"Absolutely."

She smiles at Rei.

"Can I buy you a coffee?"

"I'd really like to, but I'm busy, I have to go home. It wasn't sensible to come to this store, I could spend all day here."

They headed for the counter when the florist notified her that her bouquet was finished. Larissa's smile disappeared when she saw the bouquet of sweet briers.

"Nice to see you again, Larissa Weems."

"Yes, thank you again."

Rei left, and put the bouquet of flowers in the little basket they had on the back of their bike. They were a little embarrassed that Larissa had seen the flowers… She might wonder.

Sweet briers, huh? Did they mean to give them to someone? Maybe it was nothing? Or was she mistaken? She had to check the meaning of the rosehip. She pulled out her phone as Thalia's number came up. Larissa picked up immediately.

"Hello, Thalia?"

*Hello, Larissa. I'm calling because I have a new candidate for the botany teacher position.*

"Who is it?"

*Raine. They've studied botany extensively. They don't know much about teaching but I can teach them. To be honest, they're going to run out of money soon and are desperate for a job, so I told them I'd plead their case with you.*

"Uh… Yes, we'll think about it, tell them to make a form, you will bring it to our next meeting."

*no problem, thank you very much.*

Don't forget to tell them to apply for housing if they want to sleep on the academy. And if they want to live there with someone else, they should specify that.

*They has a house, I think it will not be useful*

"Have a nice day"

*You too*

Larissa hung up the phone, a little annoyed. She had tried to get information about Raine's potential relationship status, but it hadn't worked… But who buys a house to live alone? Oh well, too bad. If Raine wasn't single, she wasn't going to make a big deal of it either.