#and it was DEFINITELY a quince

[semianonymity]

Shout out to the redditor on r/whatsthisplant who commented to let me know I'd been right a few weeks later when the blooms opened.

VINDICATION!

[0celesteisthebest0]

Agent whiskey thoughts are plaguing my brain but I definitely think you can summon that MFER by playing Payaso de rodeo by caballo dorado

[elainemorisi]

due to Circumstances, I now have a persimmon seedling and a quince tree, and I am pretty enthused about this

[cetology]

this is my evidence for the collector being mexican. bcuz i say so.

[mopcleaner]

Mordecai and quince

[starkwlkr]

baby leclerc having her quinceanera hc’s?

baby leclerc quinceañera headcanons💝🎀

Oh anon I LOVE YOU FOR THISSSS

Charles can’t accept that his little baby girl is growing up but he’s so excited to plan her party!!

He starts making calls to get her the best venue, decorators, BEST EVERYTHING

definitely gets emotional when Ruby goes to try on dresses

“Maman she’s not allowed to grow up!”

Even when he’s away, he still FaceTimes y/n or ruby to make sure everything is going ok with the party

Ruby asks him to pick a song for the father daughter dance and he gets EMOTIONAL THINKING ABOUT IT

But of course he’s not going to pick just any song. . . He’s going to make her one

So he spends months secretly at the studio making the perfect song for his baby girl that isn’t a baby anymore :((

Ok the day of the party comes and he can’t stop taking pictures of her even though there’s a photographer taking pics like this man wants every angle!!

FATHER DAUGHTER DANCE TIME

So they start dancing and he tells her that the song that they’re dancing to is a song he made just for her and ruby starts sobbing because that’s the cutest shit ever 🥺

Bonus: Lorenzo and Arthur dance with her too and they all end up crying because Ruby’s a woman now 😭

Of course max gets ruby a fucking car for her birthday gift 🙄

“Max she doesn’t have her license yet”

“Does it look like I care? Let me spoil her!!”

The whole grid trying to dance to payaso de rodeo and the only one who dances it all the way through without breaking a sweat is el viejo sabroso 🇲🇽

Another bonus: Mathéo and ruby dancing together and he won’t admit it but he did tear up 🥺🥺

Ok so there was this girl in Mexico that had her quince and her name was also ruby and her parents made a video inviting everyone to her party and it went viral and a lot of people showed up like it was a fucking concert 😭 basically that would be ruby’s quince too lol

Ok this was so fun to make <3

ANOTHER BONUS: pato o’ward shows up drunk as hell <3 we love pato in this household

DRUNK TIOS!!

DRUNK TIAS!!

Ok bye that’s all for now cause i have to go to sleep 😍

[buried-in-stardust]

OP is following an incense recipe "Goose Pear Curtain Incense". It is named as such because in ancient times the bed is generally separated from the rest of the room with a bed curtain, and the incense is meant to be used behind the curtain at night.

Notes:

Some say the modern equivalent of "goose pears" (鹅梨) are quinces. Others say the closest equivalents are Chinese white pears, etc.

OP is likely using the modern definitions of liang/qian, but the amounts these measurements refer to have changed over time, referring to more and more. In general it's just a 10:1 ratio and however many number of pears you wish. (The recipe states 10 pears for 1 liang agarwood and 1 qian sandalwood.)

People interpret the steaming instruction differently. Some say the recipe says to steam three times, others say to steam until just after it boils.

The "dryness" mentioned in the video is a concept in traditional Chinese medicine. It is one of the six factors in nature and an excess of it hurts the lungs etc.

[eng by me]

[juneberrie]

☆ quinceañera with them ?!

leo valdez, percy jackson, jason grace

author's note: i'm literally planning my quince rn (hopefully my parents actually let me have one, lolzies)!! latina!reader. gringas begone, respectfully.

— wc: 368 || riordanrverse masterlist

leo valdez

first of all. this boy can DANCE. if he's not glued to your side the whole night, he's on the dance floor. he'll drag anyone and everyone he can get his hands on to dance with him. if you have younger cousins/siblings/relatives, he'll teach them how to dance! def spends half the night with his arms around your waist, whispering the cutest things in your ear — calling you a princess, telling you how much he loves you, how he thinks you're the most beautiful girl he's every seen, literally just being the sweetest. he also probably makes really stupid, dirty jokes at the most random times. type of bf to give you his shoes if your feet hurt from your heels. despite literally owning the dance floor you could say "i'm kinda thirsty" and he's sprinting to get you a drink.

percy jackson

i firmly believe he knows how to dance. his mom taught him, he definitely danced with a bunch of people at her and paul's wedding, he could probably go on dancing with the stars and win. he'd try to downplay it though, he'd be standing on the edge of the dance floor, sipping his drink and bopping along to the music until you pull him on the dance floor and then?? boom he's turned into a professional dancer. he vaguely knows things about the traditions but not enough to like knowwwwww about them yk? he'll definetly cry just because he's so happy you wanted to include him in this moment (and also because he thinks you're the prettiest, which you are)

jason grace

go white boy go!! he's completely clueless about all the traditions and stuff but is he having the time of his life? absolutely! he def just kinda stood there at first watching you dance but then you pull him onto the dance floor and who is he to say no? it's your birthday and you're wearing the most stunning dress. i'm just imagining him halfway through the party, tie tucked into his suit jacket pocket which is neatly folded over his chair, shirt unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, hair messy. he'd be so happy if you asked him to waltz with you, or just dance at all.

[wisteriaphobia]

Alright time to come out, not out of the closet, but I am Nat (Or Lilnatx) . I wanted to come here and share my story or fairy tales if you don't like me. I was a part of “clique 1”

Not to use my age like a pokemon card but I am 15, and I don't care what you have to say to me personally but I'm sick and tired of my name being dragged through the mud and being used as a scapegoat. But I have lots of pent up anger that I didn't have the privilege of saying.

April 3rd was the day I was banned from nevermore, with no proof. Like at all, I'm still bamboozled and scratching my head like a monkey on what was actually on me and my friends. We were accused of “shit talking” and I have yet to see the shit that we have allegedly talked about.

And honestly? Even if I did shit talk people, why… in a conversation about a predator … does that matter? I'm exhausted with how Red always fights with teenagers (like me) and other friends of mine. It's so despicable that the minions might just leave Gru for her instead. I was in gym class when I got banned and honestly? I would rather get banned 10 more times than do another plank for 2 minutes while seeing my P.E teacher's bald head.

My crimes that I did publicly (in the screenshot that red posted) is me being.. not fucking involved? Right before I got banned I was staying away from people that I previously did not enjoy and in fact I tried my best to not interact with them directly. At one point I had many members blocked on my discord because I was tired of being the villain.

Yet here I am in the year of our lord July of 2024 and people are still referring to my friends as “nats clique” like I said earlier im 15, quince. I have little power over my friends' actions , especially if they're an adult. I can barely get Laci to join me on Minecraft let alone make her collaborate on some high tech scheme, what is this shit? Oceans 11?

I find it petty that red refers to my friends as a “clique” we're a friend group, and the definition of a clique requires a group that's hard to get into. The server (until now) was open, you could pull up to Jinx's profile like a McDonald's drive through and get an invite. Our friend group was constantly expanding and if you personally felt like you were scared to talk to us, I'm sorry that you never experienced the poop closet jokes.

Red being paranoid about what a bunch of teenagers were maybe saying behind her back to deflect about crimson is quite irresponsible I do say so myself. So please Red! With a cherry on top! Show me what I did to you. What sin have I committed on your ego that should banish me to hell. Because I sure as hell don't know what I've done, (and you can quote this) you probably don't know what I've done either, because you made it all up.

Unfortunately I have no screenshots to give, because my phone storage is ass. But you can hit up any of the members of my clique for proof regarding my innocence. I promise I'm not an evil bitch who wants to ban you (not evil not evil no I'm the least evil person I know)

I'm sorry if this response upsets you, but if a 15 year old girl who ships who chicks bothers you so much. Imagine how I feel, imagine now so many people who once looked up to you feel. Everyone in your post looked up to you once as a role model, and have had panic attacks and stress because (allegedly) you harmed them with your cruel words. You can think it's your fault or not that's not my problem.. but for someone who wants evidence and proof 24/7 you sure like to not give out proof of anyone else.

P.S if you were anyone who gave red evidence of my wrong doings, can I see them? Cause I don't know what I have done.

P.P.S I'm not a man, and I write fanfiction of lesbian vampires.

P.P.P.S this is so not sigma that I gotta make this response

[bunniandhoney]

pls I need jacob w a Latina reader🫶🏻 can be smutty or fluffy🤭

I’m feeling a wee bit of fluff for this.

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imagine you all had been dating for a while, like you are spending so much time together that your family is definitely trying to figure out what’s going on. Your mom, bless her, already knows that this is about a boy and she’s been waiting on this moment your whole life. She gives a slight smirk every time you leave for a date or if flowers are sent to the house.

your dad on the other hand is pretending not to notice, but he’s horrified because you’re clearly no longer his little girl.

your little cousin is finally getting confirmed this weekend at her church and your parents, as her padrinos, are giving her a party after. your mom has suggested that this is a good time to bring your “friend” around. and boy was that an idea lol!

Jacob is slightly nervous when he pulls up to your house that weekend, vigorously running his hands through his curls. He pulls out three flower arrangements from his backseat and heads to your front door. When he rings the door bell no one answers, but he knows people are there because of the music. Just as he is about to ring the doorbell again he see you coming from the side of the house.

“Hey baby, you made it!” you say greeting him with a kiss on the cheek.

“Yeah, I rang the doorbell, but nobody answered! Oh and these are for you.” he replies handing you a bouquet of red roses.

“Come meet the family!”

As soon as you all make it into the back yard, Jacob is welcomed with open arms. You lead him around, introducing you to your tios and tias. Your tios are definitely strong arming those handshakes, but Jacob is taking it all in stride. Your tias on the other hand are pulling him in with a kiss on the cheek, like they’d known him forever.

Your mom just might like him more than you after she receives her flowers from him. “Why don’t you ever buy me flowers?” She says hitting your dad on the shoulders. He walks away grumbling under his breath about Jacob showing off. She is playing the perfect hostess as she shows him around the house. When she stops in front of the mantle Jacob’s eyes stop on a doll that scarily looks just like you. When your mom sees where his eyes are locked she pulls down the doll

“Te recuerdas mija? mi muñequita” recalling the memory of her baby girl.

You know what’s about to come next, and suddenly your cheeks are heating up as your mom reaches to replace the doll with the baby pink and white laced photo album. Jacob is still confused, until the first page is open and a picture of 15 year old you is on the page.

“Mama, él no quiero ver esas fotos”

“Y, ¿porqué no? estabas una princesa !” she says tearing up.

You’re shaking your head in embarrassment as your mom shows Jacob the pictures. You never thought you’d regret matching the rubber band to your braces with the bright pink ball gown or the amount of curls you claimed you needed because big hair was essential back then. She shows your dad gifting you the doll and switching your shoes. But when she turns to the picture of you dancing with your chambelan de honor Jacob turns to face you. “Who was that?” he says squinting at you.

“Oh that was my ummm—“

“tu primero novio, no te recuerdas mija?” your mom interrupts, clearly confused about your lack of memory of your quince.

While Jacob’s Spanish is minimal he definitely knows the word for boyfriend. “So you keep pictures of your old boyfriends huh?”

“what? no!”

He raises an eyebrow in skepticism

“Don’t worry, I’ll be up there in our wedding photos!” He says with a big grin.

You and your mom turn to him shocked. But he just turns back to the book wanting to see more of your quince pictures.

Your mom looks up at you, laughing “guapo y romántico, que bueno mija!”

Watching him laugh with your mom you know you’ve picked your forever. 🤍

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hope you liked this one was sugarplum! 🤍🧚‍♀️

this was so fun, but was having flashbacks of all the times i’ve been one of the damas😭 and my mom has been a madrina like 4-5 times, so stressful!

please send in more requests, i’m having a ball over here!

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oop also translations:

Te recuerdas mija? mi muñequita: do you remember my daughter, my little doll.

Mama, él no quiero ver esas fotos”: Mom he doesn’t want to see these pictures!

Y, ¿porqué no? estabas una princesa !: And why not, you were a princess!

tu primero novio, no te recuerdas mija: Your first boyfriend, you don’t remember

guapo y romántico, que bueno mija!” : handsome and romantic, how good!

[raisedbyheathens]

So I know in various places there has been discourse about Gordon Porlock not surviving the Hypersleep process. And the "he's a bag of quince jelly on ice" people are incredibly wrong and should feel bad.

Gordon not waking up is a narrative dead end. Gordon dies and then... what? Tell me. Other than the initial gut punch of losing an MC what purpose does it serve? Gordon is gone, and Warren most likely either shuts down entirely or runs. Where to? He knows nothing in this new world. Runs or lashes out and who's he going to lash out at? Aubrey? Clive? The system? How. Tell me how any of this works or is compelling.

Gordon survives and comes out of the pod having lost his memories of Warren. HERE'S a rich vein to tap. Especially if the pod leans into a romantic interpretation of Warren and Gordon's relationship. Does Warren tell Gordon everything that happened, does Warren tell Gordon about his crime? Does Warren push too hard to try and get his friend/beloved back? Then you end up with an Arthur/Yellow situation where that may simply drive Gordon away. It's a more interesting narrative seam, that opens possible plot lines about memory and the past and who we are and what we choose to carry with us and who we are if those things are removed. It asks the question of Warren and more broadly of us- if someone you loved had forgotten the worst thing about you, would you tell them about it? Would they ever really know you if you didn't? Does anyone ever really know anyone else. All of that is interesting to think about and would still be starkly lit by the unflinching spotlight on corporate greed and unfettered, immoral science

Gordon survives completely intact. Another interesting set of paths to explore Now you have narrative possibilities of Warren and Gordon trying to learn how to be human again together. In an whole new world, new context trying to heal but largely adrift in a future they cannot possibly understand. What do THEY do? Does Warren run, like he has always done? Does Gordon follow him? Just walk away together and go be friends or romantic or other and leave cryonics and the fighting behind? Is that a happy ending? Maybe? But it also asks whether we ever really escape our patterns. That even if we are cut off from the circumstances and world that has shaped us, once we are molded there is no hope for change or growth. Maybe they stay and fight, and is it fair to ask these two men who shouldered so much of the initial emotional and physical burden of creating cryotech to shoulder more pain to help fix mistakes they themselves were deeply injured by? It asks does fair matter?

Anyway, Gordon is definitely going to wake up and all the people on twitter gleefully hoping he's goo in a pod are mean spirited sure, but mostly just wrong

now what happens WHEN Gordon wakes up is mostly likely going to murder me, but he almost certainly will wake up

[kordbot]

Meet THE HACKER

The Hacker is a support class mercenary, able to take over enemy buildings, mess with the opposing team's equipment, stun enemy players, take over control points and push the payload cart quicker and more efficiently and temporarily boost friendly buildings. He also has a special ability to perform an EMP which destroys all nearby buildings, stuns all nearby enemies and uncloaks all nearby enemy spies. His melee weapon is a huge chunky laptop [which probably weighs more than he does] which has broken into as many databases as it caused concussions. It indeed IS slowly falling apart!

The man behind the class name, the RED Hacker [the BLU Hacker is a separate character that I will post separately some other day for my own sanity] - Quincy Wysocki [friends call him Quince!]. A nervous wreck, failed swing performer and a former data thief, Quincy relies more on dumb luck than any amount of actual skill. If you knew anything at all about technology and talked to him for like 5 minutes, you'd quickly find out that he has no idea what he's talking about. He's all bark, but no bite. He himself claims he's a genius of extraordinary intellect, but he also thinks that electricity is invisible magic.

Then how did he get the job, you ask? He was hired because of some top secret data he got his hands on that the Administrator doesn't want getting out [that he lost a week later]. How is he doing his job at all? Mashing random keys and hoping for the best seems to work most of the time! How did he build his [definitely not war crime material] equipment? With extraordinary difficulty!

He's awful. He's a complete loser. He has never felt the touch of a woman [or man] in his life [an affectionate one, at least]. He has no idea what he's doing 100% of the time. He's Quincy!

If anyone has any questions for and/or about him my ask box is wide open! I will try to do drawn responses to as many asks as I can [: [oc interactions highly welcome!!]

[stardustloserdoll]

hi!! can you please please do a fic of Tom Kaulitz being reader's main chambelan for her quince? it could be platonic or romantic, it doesn't matter :) i really liked your ‘Tom with a latina/o s/o' story but it got me thinking, what if Tom was friends/and or dating a hispanic girl and he was a main chambelan in her quince. i feel like he would actually be really good at being a chambelan. like showing up to practices, fittings, and just genuinely being good at taking care of reader on the day. As a hispanic, seeing any Tom Kaulitz X hispanic reader makes me really happy!

ahh i’m glad!! im sorry if anything is wrong 😭

chambelan tom

when you asked him if he could be your chambelan he was like “chambe what?”

when you explained to him what it was and what a quince was he was so down, like good food and he’s able to dance? hell yeah

he would be the best chambelan like he would be practicing every day to perfect the moves

hes actually a really good dancer

he was in shock when he saw how big the dress was but he thought you looked so pretty in it

he never missed a day of rehearsal, he was ALWAYS there

he knew it was a very important thing and he wanted to make it the best for you, so he practiced a lot

when the day finally came he was so excited for you

he’d definitely take so many pictures of you and him together

everything went super well and tom literally did so good

when he was listening to you giving your speech he definitely bawled his eyes out😭

he helped you get out of your heels and brought you some comfortable shoes

after the ceremony he got himself some food for you and him and you both ate together talking

he complimented you the whole night and told you how pretty you looked😭

hed be talking to your entire family and making them laugh a lot

you two were on the dance floor dancing it up

he got you a cute necklace or bracelet as a gift

[sketchy-angel]

My first AG doll! 🌼

A little while ago I posted this ⬇️

Here's an update for anyone who's interested. I finally got the doll! Shipping from the US to my country was almost 50 dollars but it was definitely worth it.

I believe she's the JLY 22 and she was in fairly good condition. Her lip color had faded a bit and her hair is kinda dry and a bit damaged but I don't mind for the price od 25 bucks plus shipping.

I fixed her up with a magic eraser and a steamer, and repainted her lips.

I gave her the name Višnja, pronounced veeshnya. It's the name of a fruit, in English you'd call it sour cherry, but here in Croatia it's also a feminine name. We also have names such as Dunja(quince) and Jagoda(strawberry)

Here she is in her outfits I made from scratch

🍒

The black & white outfit is my favorite. I made the shirt using the same fabric from one of my favorite shirts I shortened for myself.

A few of the pieces didn't fit quite right because I made these using measurements I found online without ever seeing an AG doll irl. The last outfit will have to be adjusted, but I'm happy overall.

For now she will be in this outfit

🌸

[jayietheriverwarrior]

Well. Here's a piece that I meant to have done during Pride Month, that I finished at the end of July, and then didn't actually post online until August. Oops. XD Ah well. Anyway, here's some of my pride headcanons for Warriors, with each cat holding/wearing something with the colors of their relevant Pride flag.

Up first are the aroace queens, Drizzle of RiverClan and Mousefur! Drizzle's from Riverstar's Home if you don't remember her, she got super cranky/uncomfortable about Riverstar's relationship with Finch Song. A lot of it was probably just her being young and not wanting to see her old leader and his wife kissing in front of her, and her overall annoyance at how Riverstar's love for Finch Song kept them from going home on time, but to me she just gave off so much "ew allo romance is gross, I'm too aroace to deal with this" vibes, I love it. :D We need more ace queens in this world. Mousefur I won't get into as much, as I think viewing her as aroace is pretty standard. As a RiverClan warrior, Drizzle's of course carrying a fish she caught, while Mousefur caught a bird.

Up next we've got gay Tallstar and bi Jake. :D Tallstar gets a pretty gay butterfly (I drew the butterfly in this piece before the butterfly wings in the Hake drawing if you can't tell, this one looks a lot more awkward XD) on his head, and Jake as a kittypet gets a non-wild accessory, a bi bandana - a bidana, if you will. XD I don't think Jake was actually in love with either of his mates after Tallstar, I think that was more just friends who wanted kits together (though Quince was definitely more in love with Jake than she let on), but he's attracted to both toms and she-cats.

Then we've got best gay farm boys, Ravenpaw and Barley. :D For Barley I cheated a bit and let him have a non-wild accessory since he's a farm cat even though we never see him interact that closely with the twolegs, I figured a little kerchief thing worked well enough for a farm cat. I was pretty stumped what to do for Ravenpaw's accesory until I remembered, oh yeah, he's Ravenpaw - give him an adder! XD Reffed their pose from a really cute photo of two cats cuddling.

Up next is pan Sasha! Pan always seemed to fit her really well, there's so many cats of various genders she's shipped with. For once she actually looks happy. :D Just taking a moment to enjoy a bit of Pride in a pan-colored collar.

And now for all the various demisexual headcanons. :D Up first are two she-cats Sasha is shipped with a lot, demibisexual Leopardstar and demilesbian Russetfur. Leopardstar gets a damselfly as her accessory, they hang out near water and have shimmery wings that flash different colors in the light so I figure that works, and Russetfur has berries behind her ear as a nod to her one biggest moment that makes me dislike her character despite loving her portrayal in the Tigerstar and Sasha books - the scene where she watches Berrykit struggle in a fox trap and does nothing to save him. Still not sure how to reconcile that scene with her portrayal in the other books. Anyway, Leopard liked both Frog and I like to think Sasha as well, but only those two and doesn't tend to find anyone attractive until she forms that strong bond, and Russetfur only ever liked Sasha as far as I'm concerned and was too focused on her role as deputy to care much about romance besides that one time.

The last two are our demibi boys, Riverstar and Jayfeather! For Riverstar, he does feel attraction a bit more easily than the rest of our demi cats, he likes looking at a pretty face, but he doesn't really feel a deep attraction until those deeper feelings form, like with Flutter and Finch Song - but there was definitely something there for Gray Wing, even if it never fully developed into love. For Jayfeather, he hardly ever feels attraction, though he could for toms or she-cats equally - the only time anything developed far enough for that was Half Moon. Riverstar is wearing a flower crown 'cause he strikes me as a flower crown kind of guy, and Jayfeather is carrying herbs.

[hedgehog-moss]

Before / after (also one from uphill and one from downhill) pictures of the fruit tree path I was talking about in this post! I wanted to put this cleared area of the forest to good use, and back then the idea of lining this slope with fruit trees was a maybe-someday project but I’ve planted 3 trees last year and 3 this year, so we’ve got the beginning of a fruit tree alley :) I will continue little by little...

The trees are still so little you can barely see them, but the four arrows in the second pic indicate: a cherry tree, a quince tree, an apple tree and a mirabelle (plum) tree. The cherry and the apple tree are the pioneers from last year and they’re doing well; hopefully the newcomers will enjoy their new home too. The last two trees are by themselves at the other end of my land (near Pandolf’s mossy rock path) because they’re chestnut trees and they’re less hardy, so I planted them at the lowest available altitude. 

A procession of animals followed me up and downhill wanting to see what I was up to. Consequently it was impossible to dig a hole without someone going “It’s my hole. It was made for me.”

Mascarille was interested as well but Morille was there first and seniority matters a lot to cats.

Pandolf is the definition of “I don’t care who started it I’m here to finish it.”

Good luck, friend! You’ve got some quality llama manure under there to keep your roots warm. 

I really hope the chestnut trees thrive and grow big not just because I love chestnuts but also so I can look at them and think “I’ve carried you in my arms all the way here when you were a baby.”

Mascarille conducted one last general inspection before I mulched, was unimpressed, christened the tree “Uninteresting Stick in the Ground #6″, then returned to her more important cat business (staring contest with her sister to establish dominance.)