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#the white butterfly: blanca
scarabiaa · 2 years
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Headcanon That Is Now Canon #7
Gale and Blanca listen to "Come On Baby America" all the time. This is all Colette's fault.
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asarajaa · 20 days
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Me encanta los colores de tu blog!!
Do you have any head canons for Bachira?
How he would react to falling in love with someone? :)
I hope you are doing well!
Omg mil gracias! Me pasé como 2 días buscando el aesthetic correcto, en un principio iba a ser coquette pero cambie de idea en último momento jajsjsja
Said and done, my love! Hope you like it <3!
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Warnings: fem!reader, spanish lyrics, bllk fem!manager Words: 565 Disclaimer: English isn't my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings!
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Bachira falling in love hcs
₊˚ෆ We have to be realistic, this man wouldn't notice.
₊˚ෆ I believe Bachira hasn't any experience with the female genre except his mom, so he think of you as just a friend.
₊˚ෆ At first he didn't know how to 'name' you, because it felt different being your friend compared to being Isagis, but he thought it was because you were girl.
₊˚ෆ It isn't until Chigiri pointed out your treatment to each other. How you always give him first water or anything he needs, how his eyes look for your presence when he enters any room and so on.
₊˚ෆ Then is when he started to notice.
₊˚ෆ Bachira is confused af, so before making any move (or making another one, apparently) he waited until break and ask advice from his mama.
₊˚ෆ How can you blame him? You were such a really nice friend (?) and he didn't wanna mess things up.
₊˚ෆ When his mama tells him about the feeling in his stomach (know he knows they're called butterflies), the heart beating faster and more signs, he agreed with the idea of being in love with you.
₊˚ෆ "How to make my crush like me back".
₊˚ෆ MY POOR BOY DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO 😭😭😭
₊˚ෆ After some advice (from his mama ofc), he decided let the things flow. Again, I believe Bachira is very cautious with this thing and doesn't wanna mess thing up (plus i'll be awkard if he does bc you guys will see eachother everyday for a long time, he doesn't want that).
₊˚ෆ His mamas advice help him, but he's still confused. Like, does he really fall in love? He doesn't know the answer to that.
₊˚ෆ You, on the other hand, were 100% sure you were in love with him.
₊˚ෆ Until on day, the day. It was during the break, you were hanging out with the boys when all of a sudden it started raining.
You were alone with Bachira, in the middle of the way back to the arcade. All of you were hungry and since the arcades food wasn't cheap, you guys decided to go to a convenient store.
All of you put your names on a roulette you find on the internet to decide the 2 persons who had to went, and omg- Bachira and you? How unexpected.
However, it started raining and you were with Bachira. Bachira, as the gentleman he is, offered to carry all of the bags ( because mama didn't raise no ungentleman boy ✋🏽).
And your first thought wasn't to put on the hood you had, or going to a covered place- no.
Your first thought was to touch your fingertips making a little house and cover Bachiras head.
Of course, it barely worked.
But the effort.
The effort. Because you were shorter than him, you have to tiptoe so his face was pretty close to yours.
The effort. Because you were getting your hair wet, which made it stick to your cheeks while his face was almost all dry.
The effort. Because you put his needings before yours (and he'll be damned if he didn't do the same).
At that moment, with your face millimeters away from him, he could only had one thing in his mind:
Mama will like her.
₊˚ෆ "Ya encontré, la que será mi futura esposa" was his only though at that moment apart from the fact that his mother would like you AND U CAN'T CHANGE MY MIND 😻✋🏽
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₊˚ෆ For those who not know spanish, that is a line from a very popular song here in Spain. It's called "Mi Estrella Blanca", the line appears in the 1:45 minute. It means "I have already found the one who will be my future wife" and the song means "My White Star", it's a very beautiful song, go listen to it!!!
I LOVED how this turned on, I think I'll be making content inpired by lyrics from now on, tell me your opn!!
idk if you guys understant what y/n was doing with her hands?? here's a picture:
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WHJBDJHD SRRY IT'S THE ONLY ONE THAT MATCHES. Imagine it like that but the thumbs are w/ the rest of the fingers.
PODER BESAARLA, CADA MAÑAANA. MIRAR PAL LADO Y VERLA TUMBADA EN MI CAAMA. SERÁ MI NOOCHE, SERÁ MI DÍAAAAAA. MI ESTRELA BLANCAAA
btw I finished 4 today, my abdomen hurts a little bit from sitting for a long time, lovya'll 💗💗💗
3 post in a day wow
26/04/24
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© asarajaa — Please, do not copy, translate or reuse my work without my permission.
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namesforyourenjoyment · 2 months
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feminine spanish word names
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abril [spanish] “april”
aleta [spanish] “fin”
alondra [spanish] “lark”
amapola [spanish] “poppy”
amor [spanish] “love”
angeles [spanish] “angels”
aurora [spanish] “dawn”
avellana [spanish] “hazelnut”
blanca [spanish] “white”
bonita [spanish] “pretty”
buena [spanish] “good”
cala [spanish] “creek”
candela [spanish] “candle”
caricia [spanish] “caress”
celeste [spanish] “heavenly”
chiquita [spanish] “little girl”
clara [spanish] “clear”
colina [spanish] “hill”
corazòn [spanish] “heart”
cortesía [spanish] “courtesy”
delfina [spanish] “dolphin”
día [spanish] “day”
dulce [spanish] “sweet”
esmeralda [spanish] “emerald”
esperanza [spanish] “hope”
estrella [spanish] “star”
fortuna [spanish] “fortune”
galaxia [spanish] “galaxy”
gana [spanish] “win”
gema [spanish] “gem”
gracia [spanish] “grace”
isla [spanish] “island”
jazmín [spanish] “jasmine”
joya [spanish] “jewel”
leona [spanish] “lioness”
libertad [spanish] “freedom”
llora [spanish] “cries”
luminosa [spanish] “luminous”
luna [spanish] “moon”
luz [spanish] “light”
margarita [spanish] “daisy”
mariposa [spanish] “butterfly”
nieves [spanish] “snow”
pacífica [spanish] “peaceful”
pascua [spanish] “easter”
perla [spanish] “pearl”
preciosa [spanish] “lovely”
reina [spanish] “queen”
rocío [spanish] “dew”
rosa [spanish] “pink”
rubi [spanish] “ruby”
sierra [spanish] “mountain range”
sirena [spanish] “siren”
tierra [spanish] “land”
tigre [spanish] “tiger”
vela [spanish] “candle”
ventura [spanish] “fortune”
victoria [spanish] “victory”
vida [spanish] “life”
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ministar100 · 9 months
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VIDEO INSPIRATION || ORIGINAL MEME
Me: Why are heavenly deities afraid of cute white butterflies?
*sees a close up of the butterfly*
Me: Oh… I see… It's like the butterfly which destroyed Bikini Bottom XD
I think they are afraid of Hua Cheng's butterflies because they look so scary XD
PS: I did a Photoshop work on the butterfly XD
──── ∗ ⋅✧⋅ ∗ ──── Yo: ¿Por qué deidades celestiales le tendrían miedo a unas lindas mariposas blancas?
*ve un acercamiento de la mariposa*
Yo: Oh… Ya veo… Es como la mariposa que destruyó Fondo de Bikini XD
Creo que le tienen miedo a las mariposas de Hua Cheng porque se ven aterradoras XD
PD: Hice un trabajo de Photoshop en la mariposa XD
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lexapenndari · 10 months
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Planted
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by the birds and the bees,
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and quite possibly the squirrels
🐦 🐝 🐿️ ,
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but not by me 🌱
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Here is today's selection of backyard pansies - doin’ their butterfly attractin’ thang 🦋
#Nature #Flowers #Viola #Flora #Colours #Couleurs #Color #Colores #Purple #Yellow #White #Blanche #Blanc #Blanca #Blanco #Colours #Couleurs #Colors #Colores
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Some more of my pussdeath fankids! These are the triplets!
Molly(brown one with orange eyes)-The firstborn of the three,molly is hyperactive and highly energetic. She's also very clumsy,often knocking things over or tripping over things. Molly spends her days painting and often making quite a mess.
Along with a love for painting,molly has a large amount of love for butterflies more specifically morpho butterflies!
Sunny(the one with flowers on her dress and head)-Sunny is a sweet yet sincere little girl. With a love for flowers and rabbits,sunny spends her time admiring the beauty of nature and the beauty of the world.
However,sunny is also very sensitive and cheerful,looking at the positive qualities of the world yet is easily hurt by anything negative directed towards her.
She's a sweet little girl who many can't help but adore her,due to the kindness and sincerity in her heart. Sunny is also known as the resident flower girl in both far far away and the village that isn't too far away from her village.
Blanca(the white one with the scarf)- Blanca doesn't speak. At all. Even though she doesn't speak at all,blanca communicates by writing on a piece of paper or she communicates via sign language.
Blanca,despite having trouble showing her emotions,it's through certain things that people learn that Blanca is a very compassionate and empathetic child.
However,don't be fooled by her compassion and empathy! Blanca is a bit of a trickster and when looking closer,has a hint of mischief in her blues.
Blanca has a deep love of bears,often carrying around a bear plushie and wearing a gray shirt with a bear on it. Blanca has a deep attachment to her bear plushie and gets upset when she can't find it.
So those are the triplets! I'm trying to come up with personalities and designs for the other kids(and trying to redesign artemis a bit),so it might be a while before I can show those.
Hope you like it!
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nbcamino2022 · 2 years
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May 22, 2022
Sluggish start.
A friend in need.
Miles of straight roads with
Crops of wheat and sunflowers.
Listening to the breeze,
The frogs in the gullies.
Watching butterflies alight,
And birds guiding our path.
Admiring irrigation schemes
And benches opportunely placed.
Smelling roses, wild and cultivated—
Red, pink, white, yellow.
Snipping one as a boutonnière.
Surprised by yellow iris.
Might they be our Camino reminder?
Nice to be in Hospital de Órbigo.
22 de mayo, 2022
Un comienzo lento.
Una amiga menesterosa.
Millas de caminos rectos con
Cultivos de trigo y girasoles.
Escuchando a la brisa,
Las ranas en las hondonadas.
Mirando mariposas cuando se bajan,
Y las pájaros guían nuestro camino.
Admirando a las estrategias de irrigación
Y los bancos situados oportunamente.
Oliendo las rosas, silvestres y cultivadas—
Rojas, rosadas, blancas, amarillas.
Cortando una como un boutonnière.
Sorprendidos de un iris amarillo.
¿Pueden ser nuestro recuerdo del Camino?
Agradable estar en Hospital de Órbigo.
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jacks-tracks · 3 months
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Blog Blah
Nothing exciting to report which is actually good. Dengue recovery complete, mind returned from dopey ville, and getting back to walking,shopping, eating. See/ Blah... So.. odds and ends.
Butterflys: Most of them here a re small, pale colours and very fast flitters. Erratic flight patterns foil predators. What eats butterflys? Did have a medium sized(4 inch wing span) mottled brown land on my cabina thatch. Had i not seen it land I,d never have found it, the four shades of brown overlaying each other in a camo pattern that perfectly blended with the old tan coloured palm thatch.. Was it a monarch that cruised the bouganvillea? Vivid yellow background with sharp black markings, about 6 inches across. Oddest one was an all black, huge (8 inch) flapper that very lazily hopped from flower to flower in the red blossom bush over my outdoor bathroom.
What I was calling the pea tree had the same creamy white frilly blossoms as the roadside tree, but in fact grew long pods like a pole bean. Old pods, new forming pods and flowers all at once. Very popular with the hummingbirds,both jet blacks and grey shaded zippers. Growing on a steep slope below the lookout(Ok it,s the sewer transfer box, but the town built a shaded set of benches, and it has the best view of the beach and sea horizon), so the flowers are at eye height, right next to an acacia(long reddish brown seed pods that make rattles).
More trees seen. African tulip(orange trumpets against a lush deep green foliage), red bouganvillea covering a big tree and flooding across a steep valley, a tall slim tree covered in what look just like cherry blossoms, a shrub with upright candelabras of mixed orange, red and cream, unscented, and a stunning cream coloured, pink edged frangipani that had 10 times the scent of the usual reds, quite overcoming to sniff.
And a new bird,,shaped like a skinny upright sparrow but with tangerine breast and tail feathers and black chest , throat, and back. Perky, silent,alert. of course there are the usual pelican fleets, line astern over the waves, gliding on ground effect until the wave breaks,then soaring sharply on uplift, only to dipdown and scud along the wave face. They hardly ever flap, and seem to be going somewhere. this is not feeding formation, where they break column and dive perpendicularly into the ocean with a mighty splash, emerging beak first to gulp down the captured fish. There seem to be 2 kinds of buzzards here,the familiar turkey vultures we see at home, and the all black buzzards(zopilotes). The turkey vultures a re better fliers, rarely moving a wing,soaring on imperceptible updrafts, tilting with the gusts and manoevering around buildings and upright unfinished rebar. the zopilotes are less steady, lighter, tilting with any change of breeze, but like wise rarely flapping. Cormorants seem to travel in flocks. There are also gulls, medium size , black marked, on a white colour so bright it looks almost blue, who like the pelicans plunge suddenly into the sea and emerge fluttering to shake off the water, often with small fish in their beaks. They gather in flocks(packs?) on the foreshore, just a t the edge of the surf surge, and all face the sea breeze ready to launch when disturbed.
Many of these things were seen during a road trip to roca blanca beach with 2 friends. 1 hour by rocket ride van up coastthan a 1 hour stroll through a tiny village(people are friendly here), then a flat walk passed cow pastures , across a crocodile swamp, and out to an very long gold sand beach which runs for miles undeveloped towards Puerto. The beach terminates a t a rocky point, forming a small curved bay suitable for swimming, and backed by an iguanerium(sp?), brick walled with internal fences where iguanas are fed and protected. While there are 8 palapa restaurants, only 2 were open and we went to Lulu and jose Galivans, where the ebullant and very friendly Lulu cooks the fresh fish that Jose skindives for.. Large palm frond thatched palapa right on the sand crest above the beach, endless view, Roca Blanca rock white with bird poop, and warm water surf. the usual plastic chairs which are surprisingly comfortable and a few hammocks for post prandial lounging. After some swimming and reading we ate a fine lunch. the girls had shrimp, i had Lulus reccomendation, a long snouted fish, deep fried(but not too much) with garlic and rice. tender white mild flavoured flesh, easy to peel off the few bones. Yum! Hammocks, books, swim, loaf, perhaps snore, this was the way i remember Mexico from the 90,s. So nice that e lingered all day, only walking out when the sun was low and the heat abated. Dirt road, kids on bikes , roadside houses, pretty pleasant.
The return van had a big TV screen facing the passengers blaring the adventures of Scoobie Doo which was intrusive. what was scary was that the dangerous driver tailgated everything in order to pass on blind curves and jam up behind the next pickup, all the while watching the movie on his dash mounted phone. Sheesh!
My friends from St Albert Alberta a re staying near the beach. Sadly Jim has dengue(not from me!) and is very sick . They will go home early. At casa Dan one guest left early to go to his sick wife, and 3 people just left to go tend a sick husband. We are all aging out, and illness really cramps ours styles. I never considered going home early, having lots of ongoing plans, and really the medical care here is excellent, neighbours solicitous, and the treatment is rest and fluids best done in a comfortable place with tropical climate. Always an option to bail, and next year I may just take evacuation insurance rather than the increasingly expensive comprehensive medical plan. Medicine is cheap here, and if I,m really sick i want the plan that flys me home in a Lear jet direct to nanaimo hospital.
Blah, blah, blah blog. Finis!
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scarabiaa · 2 years
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you're really laughing like a mad scientist in the tags 😭😭 okay, so can i get a 💚 and 💖 for blanca? 👀
NYAHAHAHAHA gotta laugh like a mad scientist everyday its my life motto now ANYWAYS LET’S GO
💚 ; Reasons not to date - BLANCA !
Overprotective. It’s not in the endearing way, it can be slightly scary sometimes. Her instincts can go berserk when it comes to someone, and she’s super protective of you to the point where she won’t let you hang out with anyone else, unless she can’t feel malice off of them. She could fix that, but last time she let someone go, her heart was broken and the last thing she wants is for your heart to be broken. Might as well protect you while she can, right?
Angry when not listened to. She gets extra furious when someone she cares about does not listen to her. She just wants to give advice but if you keep telling her, “I guess...”, she gets so pissed off that she no longer gives you any advice. She hates being the person to go to for advice and then not being listened to. She seems patient, but she is not. 
Closes up when emotional. It is going to be hard to get anything out of her when you can tell she’s feeling down. She just doesn’t want to tell you her problems and feels like she’d be a burden if she tells anyone what’s wrong.
💖 ; Reasons to date - BLANCA !
Best dates planned out according to what you like. She knows what you like, everything you say is stashed away in her mind so that when the time comes, she can bring out all her knowledge about you. You like the stars? Okay, you’re going to the mountains to see the stars after a dinner date at the restaurant you’ve always wanted to go to.
Excited about every accomplishment, no matter how big or small. It doesn’t matter if it’s something simple, Blanca is cheering you on and telling you how proud she is of you. Your biggest cheerleader for sure, in her eyes, everything you do is worthy of doing backflips for.
Dependable. She’s down for anything. You would never have to worry about being all alone for any event, because the second you give the word, she’s dropping all her things to join you. She’s also the person that knows a lot about stuff, so if you need to depend on someone, there she is. You could tell her, “Hey, can you bring a shovel bigger than you?” She’s on her way with a shovel twice her height. She doesn’t know what she’s going to do, but she’s not going to ask if you’re the one that asked her to arrive.
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persimmononroll · 2 years
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II: These Dreams
Blanca is just a little thing -all big eyes and oversized ears that she might never grow into and a fluffy white tail that she definitely won’t- and the outside is a vast, incomprehensible thing she’s rarely encountered so far in her young life. The ground is made of plants. There are creatures making sounds in the trees. The air is moving. Why is the air moving? It ruffles her hair and she immediately curls up into a little ball, tail shielding her face.
Nope. Scary. Bad. People are being mean to her on purpose by making her be out here instead of inside where the ground is made of tiles and carpet and there aren’t creatures and the air acts like it’s supposed to. Blanca doesn’t take to change very well, part of which may be attributed to the isolated environment she’s been raised in but most of which has entirely to do with the fact that she’s a very small child.
“Aw, c’mon,” Stefano says. “It’s not so bad out here.”
Her tail shifts out of place just enough to glare at him.
“No,” she says and then covers her face again.
Awful. Terrible. She wants to go back inside and play alchemist, which mostly consists of pouring different shampoos into her uncle’s cooking pots. He’s not really her uncle because her father pays him a lot of money to stay around (money, she knows, can be used to buy crayons) but that all seems really complicated and she doesn’t understand how you can have an uncle who isn’t an uncle or how boss-employee relationships work, so as far as she’s concerned, he’s her uncle.
“Inside. Now.”
Stefano does not take her inside. This is why her favorite uncle is Jaegeun. He’s boring and old (all uncles are old, just like all parents are old) and he sleeps all day but he has not made her look at grass and trees before.
Through the fluff on her tail, she sees a sudden flurry of color. Nope, this is tricks to make her touch plants and she’s too smart to fall for tricks...but then she thinks that maybe she’s tired of fluff in her face, so she uncurls, but only because fur is itchy on your nose, not because she wants to see his Papilio tricks.
He’s being butterflies. Oh, that’s a pretty fun Papilio trick, actually. When your uncle is butterflies, that means you can chase him. It’s allowed. The swarm of kaleidoscopic butterflies swarm around her head for a minute and then flit over to a patch of flowers.
If she wants to chase, she has to experience being outside. If she wants to be inside, then she can’t chase him. Tricks, tricks, tricks.
The desire to chase and pretend she’s a cat hunting prey, just like her sister, wins out. Blanca must stalk and conquer. The butterflies dart around and the little Sibyl follows.
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“Had you failed the flower ceremony, you would have been taken from the tower and given to the Sisterhood to become a lay sister. This is no shameful thing. If you succeeded, you would be chosen for further training as a Harlan candidate. You would have no name but your title. This too is no shameful thing.”
Blanca kneels on a cushion before the low table while her father pours out hot apple cider she can’t quite taste. He keeps the bunker -the tower, he calls it, like he’s still in old Anachrom, still sequestered in his quarters at the top of sylphwood tower, not living underground, out of sight and out of mind of any regulators- as close as he can to the former glory of Vampiru but compromise is always necessary. Apples aren’t the same as saltdrops but sometimes you just have to compromise with close enough.
The Grand High Harlan never kneels on a cushion. Blanca doesn’t know how he does it because her knees and legs ache otherwise after a few minutes but her father kneels for hours at a time with his back rigid, unmoving except the motion of pouring tea or writing at his table. He’s old, very old. He has old man bones and old man knees. He’s going to die soon, probably. Blanca doesn’t like to think about that very much.
“Drink, child, and do not spill a drop.”
Her uncles and mother give her education on the world outside but her father trains her in old traditions long abandoned by most Egregor. There are proper ways to drink juices and blood and wine, proper postures, proper ways to put her cup down, proper expressions. It’s ceremony and Blanca likes ceremony.
She drinks and then waits for further instruction.
"Your education would begin in earnest. You would spend every waking hour in training. Many of your siblings and fellow candidates would be unable to keep up with the pace. Many would succumb to earthly temptations when they became older. This too is not shameful. A Harlan is the voice of Mother Herself to outsiders. Few are fit for such things. One must learn to give up oneself and become a weapon.”
He drinks and his cup is mixed with blood.
“You are the daughter of the Grand High Harlan but I speak for no one but a dead temple and myself, least of all Mother. You, Sibyl-born, would never be permitted in Anachrom. Your sister would have been allowed to exist, perhaps, but she would be no candidate. My marriages were for the sake of ceremony only and bore no affection. I have no other children and we have not taken in others to train. We have killed tradition but we will fashion something from her remains. I permit you to unwrap the parcel before you, child. Be careful.”
It’s wrapped with old, old cloth and a length of leather unlike anything on Earth, and inside...
“This is the heart-sword given to me upon my ascension to the next level of candidacy. My amaranthine sword give upon becoming Harlan is symbol of my office but this is the true weapon of a Harlan. I give this to you now. We begin your martial education tomorrow night.”
(Wow, he’s trusting her with a weapon? That’s probably a terrible idea.)
He does not say anything further, so she takes this as opening to speak.
“And this is the sword that you killed your father with?”
He does not nod because such overt gestures are considered uncouth for his station (of course, he’s no longer the stoic, silent Harlan of old but is instead a paranoid, acerbic man thoroughly corrupted by Neht that does a hell of a lot of things that would’ve ended in his head severed from his neck in the old days) but instead he gestures for her to hand him the sword. He unsheathes it, and as old as it might be, the treated bone of the blade is still just as sharp as the day it was crafted.
“Yes,” he says, “and my siblings who still remained as candidates. This was not a shameful thing. The final trial to become Harlan is to kill the one who came before with one blow through the heart and the first act upon ascension is funerary rites. I was not yet nineteen when it was done, younger than most. I sired no children in Anachrom because I did not wish to die. I did not want my children to live with death on their hands. I missed my siblings. This level of sentimentality was not permitted of my station. I give you this sword not out of tradition but out of secret rebellion. You will draw it on no one if you can help it.”
Blanca wonders if the spirits of the dead linger around. She sits a little straighter.
“Then I will not kill you,” she says.
“Good,” he says and he does not smile because he rarely does but she can tell that he’s pleased. “I would hate to be killed.”
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“Please, Blanca, we mustn’t do this.”
Jaegeun is really not as excited to be drawn into her dreamworld as he ought to be, which is really very rude of him because she’s put a lot of thought into the eternal war and he really ought to be grateful for the opportunity to join in on her now nightly conquests. Shouldn’t he be proud of her for figuring out this at such a young age? Why is everyone always telling her no when it comes to her powers? Why can’t they just be happy about things? She’s traveled out of her body to all sorts of cool places! Her dream is so detailed, so accurate, so good. She spends so much time every day practicicing this stuff and no one thinks it’s as cool as they should.
“I am God-Empress and my word is law,” she says imperiously. “You are my general and you will lead the troops to battle against the Dawnlord or else your blood shall spill against the ground at my feet. We march at dusk, general.”
In her dreams, she’s not a small, awkward teenager with too-big ears and unruly hair. In her dreams, she is stately, she is glorious, she is everything she could have been if she were born in another time and not here where she can’t do anything she wants because regulators might snatch her up for weird experiments again.
“I am very tired, Blanca,” he says. “I love you but please let me sleep in peace.”
Jaegeun’s voice is gentle because it always is with her. Blanca knows there’s another side of him but it’s hard to reconcile the brutal assassin with the withdrawn, perpetually tired man who does math worksheets with her and sneaks LPs he thinks she’ll like into her record box when he thinks she isn’t looking.
“The war will not win itself, general, and the enemy must be defeated before they take the city by force. They do not rest and we will not either,” she says.
Also, how can he possibly be tired? Uncle Jae sleeps more than anyone else she knows. He’s getting a good ten hours of sleep in every day at least.
"I’d prefer not to dream about death,” he says. “I’d prefer it if you didn’t either. It’s not a good thing.”
Oh. Right.
Blanca’s often inconsiderate but she has enough self-awareness not to poke at major wounds that won’t heal. His armor and weapons fade away to be replaced by his pajamas, her armies dissipate into nothing, and she’s thirteen again. She keeps the elaborate empress dress though. It is her dream, after all.
“My kingdom is not one entirely of war,” she says. “Would you like to see my spider garden before I send you back? I have every variety of arachnid that has ever existed.”
She’s very proud of the research that’s gone into this particular garden.
“Will they touch me with their awful legs?” he asks warily.
“Yes!”
“...What if we simply visit the palace kitchens instead?”
Blanca does not tell him that the main livestock around the Twilight-Soaked Bay is giant spiders but just this once, she’ll dream that they eat pasta instead of arachnids.
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"... a veces, cuando en alta noche tranquila, sobre las teclas vuela tu mano blanca, como una mariposa sobre una lila y al teclado sonoro notas arranca, cruzando del espacio la negra sombra filtran por la ventana rayos de luna, que trazan luces largas sobre la alfombra, y en alas de las notas a otros lugares, vuelan mis pensamientos, cruzan los mares... " José Asunción Silva (escritor y poeta colombiano, uno de los más importantes precursores del costumbrismo) Esto de ser un verdadero enamorado de la luna y de la poesía tiene sus serias consecuencias. ... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ "... sometimes, when in high quiet night, your white hand flies over the keys, like a butterfly on a lilac and to the sonorous keyboard notes start, crossing the black shadow of space moonbeams filter through the window, that draw long lights on the carpet, and on wings of notes to other places, my thoughts fly, they cross the seas... " José Asunción Silva (Colombian writer and poet, one of the most important forerunners of customs or "costumbrismo") This being a true lover of the moon and poetry has its serious consequences. ... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #luna #moon #noche #night #nit #vistanocturna #nigthview #findesemana #weekend #capdesetmana #ciudad #literatura #literature #poema #poesia #poem #versos #verses #joseasuncionsilva #literatura #literature #xioami #xioami11 #mi11 #barcelona #bcn #cataluña #catalunya #españa #spain (en Barcelona, Spain) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cd1c0y2KDtK/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Después de comerse las coles, la oruga se convirtió en mariposa blanca de la col (Pieris rapae) y ayuda a polinizar miles de flores.
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A small friend ❤
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Night Blooming Flowers
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Chocolate Daisy
The chocolate flower, Berlandiera lyrata, blooms at night, releasing its heavenly chocolate scent until early in the morning.
Cape Jasmine
While this shrub's pretty white flowers give off their signature smell during the day, they're even more fragrant at night. Plant these along your walkway or in your yard, and their sweet and strong scent will begin wafting around your home at dusk.
Queen Of The Night
Queen of the night only blooms once every one or two years. But once it does, prepare for a show. The nocturnal cactus can open several large flowers at once on summer nights.
Japanese Wisteria
A woody vine, Wisteria floribunda is hardy to zone 5. This finicky plant can take several years before the white or lilac clusters emerge, so be sure to buy one that's already in bloom.
Datura
Datura wrightii is known by many names—datura, moonflower, jimsonweed, angel's trumpet— and has quite an interesting history. But what we like best about the moonflower are its silky white night-opening blooms that attract sphinx moths and other pollinators.
Night Phlox
Zaluzianskya capensis appeared in garden books as early as 1935. With small purple buds that open to white, the plant grows to about a foot, making it ideal for the front of a border.
'Red Flare' Water Lily
Nymphea 'Red Flare' is a tropical water lily with bold red blooms that float high over ponds and bogs through the night.
Night-Blooming Jasmine
Cestrum nocturnum's tubular flowers are tiny, but at night their perfume spreads 20 feet. The plant blooms from spring through fall, flourishes in containers, and is hardy to zone 8.
Dragonfuit Cactus
Beautiful, exotic dragonfruit comes from a night-blooming cactus. But be on the lookout: its flower only opens up for a single night before withering the next morning.
Evening Primrose
Pink evening primrose opens up showy pink and white blooms in late afternoon. Pinkladies are hardy, vigorous spreaders that also attract bees.
'Casa Blanca' Lily
This oriental hybrid is known for its intense fragrance and night-blooming flowers. Its large white flowers are a favorite for weddings and will brighten up a summer garden.
Gardenia Augusta
This Southern charmer releases its sweet scent on late summer evenings.
Four O'Clocks
As its name would suggest, four o'clocks (Mirabilis jalapa) open their bright blooms in the afternoon.
Easter Lily Cactus
Echinopsis, also known as the Easter lily cactus or night-blooming hedgehogs, produces striking white flowers on tall tubes. The fragrant blossoms open up for a night, then begin to whither the second day.
Rain Lilies
Known primarily for opening up its fragrant blooms after a summer rain, a particular rain lily variety—Zephyranthes drummondii—is also nocturnal.
Tuberose
This fragrant summer bulb is said to hail from Mexico. Polianthes tuberosa shows tall spikes of white flowers that open at night, increasing its sweet fragrance.
Angel's Trumpets
The highly fragrant Angel's Trumpet blooms in white, yellow, peach and pink and can be limbed to grow in a tree form.
Nicotiana
Commonly called "flowering tobacco" because of their high concentration of nicotine, these slender plants have trumpet-shaped florets in a wide variety of colors.
Yucca
Extremely drought tolerant, yuccas have creamy-white sweetly scented flower stalks that last much of the summer.
Lilacs
These old-fashioned Lilacs are deciduous shrubs and perennial favorites. One of the more fragrant cultivars, 'Miss Ellen Willmott,' has white blossoms that attract bees and butterflies.
Dianthus
Commonly known as Cottage Pinks, Dianthus is a ground cover that features pale pink flowers that offer a cloves-like scent.
Moon Flower Vine
No evening garden should be without this annual vine. Its hand-size bright white flowers are highly scented, and the vine is a prolific grower.
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