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@blueberries87
I am not taking a risk
Not risking it pals
U know what I want potato of luck
Damn right Iâm reblogging. See previous post re wrath of whatever from high atop the thing.
Tomorrow is election day. I'm reblogging
I donât normally like these superstition posts, but considering what day it is, Iâll take anything I can get.
November 4, 2024. Do it, chaps.
Reblog if youâre 30 or older
This is an experiment to see if there really are as few of us as people think.You can also use this to freak out your followers who think youâre 25 or something. Yay!
Oddly specific. Got a deposit for 6,837 today
fuck it, i never ever do those âreblog for X, this one really works!â posts, but this one doesnât have any of that BS, this is just straight up wishing us good things; and then the comment doesnât even say any of that either. Zero claims on this post, all positive vibes
May you end this week feeling ever more certain of a future youâll love
May you end this week feeling ever more certain of a future youâll love
Hell yeah I'd love a future with more money
Fuck it, I'm finding out if I was approved for disability income finally, probably this week. Fuck it.
N. C. Wyeth, So the change was made, and they went forward as briskly as they durst on the uneven causeway (Crossing the Fens), 1916
Wheat fields are more mystical than fields of other crops. You are 7,000 times more likely to meet an old god or see a portent of doom in a wheat field than in a field of like⌠soybeans.
For your consideration: cornfields
Cornfields are less mystical than wheat fields but more mystical than soybean fields. Two-bit monsters congregate in corn fields to eat people, but their power is nothing compared to the things that manifest in wheat fields.Â
Have been in both wheat and cornfields; can confirm. Cornfields host monsters who eat people. Wheat fields attract old gods.Â
I have a theory that this is because the notions most of us have of âold godsâ are pretty intrinsically European, and wheat was (and is) the staple crop of European life. It is quite literally tied to the ancestral rituals and beliefs of most white people. Odin, the Morrigan, and even Zeus are actually linked to a set of peoples who cultivated wheat.
Meanwhile, corn (maize) is a crop native to the Americas. It features in the white cultural imagination in a very different way. Corn is a motif seen not in our ancestral myths, but in a much newer genre: the American Gothic. With its focus on the tensions between man and nature andâperhaps more importantlyâthe United Statesâs history of genocide against its indigenous population and trade in enslaved Africans, the American Gothic is VERY preoccupied with agriculture. Our monsters come out of corn fields because corn is a symbol for not only what we did to the Native Americans (who were the first to grow the crop), but of what we are doing to the very land itself. Corn is a monument to our cultural sins.
Meanwhile, I suspect that corn features very differently in the imaginations of people of color. If you asked a Native American person or a Latinx person what sort of mysticism they associate with corn fields, I imagine their answer would be very different than ours.
TLDR: White people associate wheat with our ancestorsâ gods because our ancestors grew wheat. We associate corn with terrible monsters because it is a literal sign of our own monstrosity.
Native American here, can confirm that small plots of corn feel safe and homey; ideally they should be interplanted with other crops. You find turkeys and possums and raccoons in the corn. It might tell you important knowledge.
However.
Giant monocultures of corn, where the corn grows unbroken for miles and miles, not near human habitation, devoid of local wildlife, just corn on corn in the soft wind? Corn mega monocultures? Those sound like screaming.
âmonocultures attract people-eating monstersâ is not the take I expected to see today but Iâm glad I saw it
The anthropological analysis and discussion on folklore is spot on. 10/10
Corn lore
I would say you missed the obvious portmanteau "clorne", but that sounds a whole lot like a portmanteau for "corn porn."
Evan was diagnosed with Lukemia and we simply want to help with the medical bills and give him money to⌠Vikki Lafond needs your support for
I know this is a long shot but if anyone of my followers could share this? Or even possibly donate even 5 dollars it would mean a lot. My boyfriends step brother was recently diagnosed with Lukemia. Heâs 16 and I just want to support and help him and his family in any way I can. Thank you in advance if you do share & donate!! â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
You have been visited by Falkor the Luck Dragon. Reblog and he shall grant you the gift of good luck.
May the 10 of Pentacles bless your account with more money than you can spend. đľâ¨
10 of Pentz came thruuu
Omg this actually works!!! Thank you 10 of Pentacles!!!
I could seriously use this money right nowâŚ.
Please give me my refund of 400$ soonâŚ
I feel obligated to reblog this every time it shows up in my dash
No bragging, just 100% floored and grateful. Work hard, maintain a positive attitude, and believe that anything can happen.
So I reblogged this exactly a week ago because I thought it was funny and uh lo and behold, a family friend wrote me a big olâ check just to help me out of a tough financial spot AND my bank refunded me $32 for fees theyâd originally taken out. SO UH YEAH. Reblogging this again in hopes that it brings equally good fortune to my followers.
Sure why not? Jobs bring in money and prosperityâŚ
I NEED TO FIX MY CAR DOOR
It fucking WORKED.
give me money
i canât afford to breathe
i need to fix my whole life please
Please give me money⌠and maybe the chances for a job
Job, money, anything
Eh, fuck it why not.
I'm gonna finally reveal my fetish
Itâs love
You sick fuck.
Will ran his fingers along the undercarriage of the sphere. The low, deep rumble of the growth beneath his fingers echoing subtly. "Hey, honey. Enjoying your day off?..."
âI did.â She smiled at him. âAlthough I did get a little bored. You really shouldâve been back sooner.â
With a grunt, Will rolls the titanic blueberry lower, closer to eye level, and comes back to her beautiful face. One plump cheek cupped, he runs his fingers through her hair with the other hand and kisses her dark, black lips in that dark, blue face. âI wanted to get out of the office, I just got hung up. Who wouldnât want to come home to this?â
blueberries87:
He bowed and took off his purple tophat (somehow not looking ridiculous on him in the presence of a queen).
âYour Highness! Â The pleasure is all mine. Â My travels have taken me all over the Americas and Europe but only here in Arendelle have I found anyone as sweet as Iâve been told my confections are!â Â He hoped he wasnât laying it on too thick, but his cheeks were mighty red even for how cold it was. Â He was in awe at the regality of the young woman before him. Â Cordial, graceful, and absolutely beautiful. Â He would have to treat her to only the best of his stock.
She did reward him with a small laugh.Â
âWhy thank you, Mr. Wonka. But I assure you. The chocolate is much better. I hope our business discussions go well. Please do come in.â
She gestured for the castle and fell in step beside her guest while her assembly stepped behind and to the of them to make the entry into the castle more official. Greeting official guests were never very private affairs so it made making friends a bit stilted and awkward but she hoped they got a little more alone time later, which they would once they got to discussing things that didnât have to do with business. Elsa had asked him about some candy for the children of Arendelle in the upcoming Christmas season.
Inside she led them to the dining hall first though so they could rest.Â
âI trusted you might be hungry. So I had a meal prepared for you and your party. I hope that is to your liking.â
âYour Highness, what a splendid idea. Â Iâm sure your chefs are famous all across the northern countryside. Â However, might I offer you something of mine for your own dinner? Â Chocolate isnât the only thing I invent and sell. Â I have experimented in more savory delights. Â I look forward to your fantastic dinner you have planned but... can I offer you a meal in return?â
The gum had been finished only weeks before he left on his trip. Â Three full courses, with no upset stomachs or expanding waistlines. Â There were hiccups along the way of course, but they had been smoothed out many iterations ago. Now was his time to show her what he was made of.
[[ { @blueberries87 } liked for a Starter with Pre-Snow Queen Elsa ]]
Well, he is eccentric.
The Queen could not help but examine the chocolate maker at a glance when the famed Mr. Wonka arrived in Arendelle. She had heard about him and of course as a chocolate-enthusiast herself she had tried some of his chocolate. So when the chance to meet him arrived she was more than happy to meet Mr. Wonka. But the warning that he would be âdifferentâ from other people had not done it justice. He was certainly more colorful than she had imagined.
She met him inside the castle and cleared her throat.
âAhem. Good afternoon, Mr. Wonka. It is nice to meet you at last. Welcome to the Kingdom of Arendelle. I hope your trip wasnât too troublingâŚ?â
He bowed and took off his purple tophat (somehow not looking ridiculous on him in the presence of a queen).
âYour Highness! Â The pleasure is all mine. Â My travels have taken me all over the Americas and Europe but only here in Arendelle have I found anyone as sweet as Iâve been told my confections are!â Â He hoped he wasnât laying it on too thick, but his cheeks were mighty red even for how cold it was. Â He was in awe at the regality of the young woman before him. Â Cordial, graceful, and absolutely beautiful. Â He would have to treat her to only the best of his stock.
Eat me up! ;) (Certainly has possibilities, no?)
Eat me up: Foodplay! Whipcream, chocolate syrup, squeezing the juice out of strawberries⌠our muses decide to âplay with their foodâ in a more pleasing way.
Felicia smiled grinned as she looked over the spread. There were so many sweets and fruits. âIt all looks good, Willie. I hope you donât mind sharing.â
âOh you know me, I never mind sharing my fruits, dear.â
He pushed a bowl of berries of all sorts over to Felicia. Â Along with a can of whipped cream.
âGood. I like sharing.â Felicia grinned as she took a strawberry and dipped it in some whipped cream. Instead of eating it, she placed it between her teeth as she smirked.
Watching the ripe red fruit glisten between her lips was enough to make Will blush. Â Having already conquered the blueberry, Felicia was clearly on her way to sexualizing all fruit and showed no signs of stopping.
She chuckled at his blush. It looked good with the purple. The berry disappeared into her mouth a she moved closer. âProblem, Willie?â
Will inched closer to her while she did the same, and he took her warm cheek in his hand, leaning in.
âNo problem. Â Never a problem with you.â Â He took an especially ripe blueberry from the bowl and with his other hand he ran it across her plush lips.
âGood.â Felicia closed her eyes as the small fruit traced along her mouth. She sucked in a breath, loving the feeling.Â
âMmmmm. Our favorite.â
Will leaned in and gave her a kiss on her mouth, sustaining it for a moment before pulling back and putting the blueberry on her tongue, closing her mouth gently.
âThat one looks like itâs almost as sweet as you, hon. Â Almost as juicy. Â Almost as delicious.â
His hands found their way down her sides, to her hips, down her thighs, before slowly making their way back up her toned belly and to to the round breasts that fit perfectly in his big hands.
Felicia moaned into the kiss, savoring his lingering taste behind the berryâs. She shifted closer to it in his lap. âMaybe more like a snozzleberry?â
She rolled her hips against his touches. It was so comfortable, and nice. He always touched in just the way to make her melt instantly. She always loved every moment of it.
Will squeezed her breasts gently, kneading her through her cotton button down. Â A nice texture, easy for him to lightly put her hardening nubs between his fingers for pinching. Â Every moan of hers made him harder and he took her into his lap.
âYou know... Even when youâre not a totally different shape... I still think I must be the luckiest man on the planet.â
He smiled wryly and kissed her neck, moving his way down until he was kissing at the intersection of her collar bones. Â His chin was rested against her cleavage and he could feel them swell against him with every breath. Â His mouth moved further south and burst the topmost button, his hands pressing into her back as he held her closer.
Eat me up! ;) (Certainly has possibilities, no?)
Eat me up: Foodplay! Whipcream, chocolate syrup, squeezing the juice out of strawberries⌠our muses decide to âplay with their foodâ in a more pleasing way.
Felicia smiled grinned as she looked over the spread. There were so many sweets and fruits. âIt all looks good, Willie. I hope you donât mind sharing.â
âOh you know me, I never mind sharing my fruits, dear.â
He pushed a bowl of berries of all sorts over to Felicia. Â Along with a can of whipped cream.
âGood. I like sharing.â Felicia grinned as she took a strawberry and dipped it in some whipped cream. Instead of eating it, she placed it between her teeth as she smirked.
Watching the ripe red fruit glisten between her lips was enough to make Will blush. Â Having already conquered the blueberry, Felicia was clearly on her way to sexualizing all fruit and showed no signs of stopping.
She chuckled at his blush. It looked good with the purple. The berry disappeared into her mouth a she moved closer. âProblem, Willie?â
Will inched closer to her while she did the same, and he took her warm cheek in his hand, leaning in.
âNo problem. Â Never a problem with you.â Â He took an especially ripe blueberry from the bowl and with his other hand he ran it across her plush lips.
âGood.â Felicia closed her eyes as the small fruit traced along her mouth. She sucked in a breath, loving the feeling.Â
âMmmmm. Our favorite.â
Will leaned in and gave her a kiss on her mouth, sustaining it for a moment before pulling back and putting the blueberry on her tongue, closing her mouth gently.
âThat one looks like itâs almost as sweet as you, hon. Â Almost as juicy. Â Almost as delicious.â
His hands found their way down her sides, to her hips, down her thighs, before slowly making their way back up her toned belly and to to the round breasts that fit perfectly in his big hands.
Eat me up! ;) (Certainly has possibilities, no?)
Eat me up: Foodplay! Whipcream, chocolate syrup, squeezing the juice out of strawberries⌠our muses decide to âplay with their foodâ in a more pleasing way.
Felicia smiled grinned as she looked over the spread. There were so many sweets and fruits. âIt all looks good, Willie. I hope you donât mind sharing.â
âOh you know me, I never mind sharing my fruits, dear.â
He pushed a bowl of berries of all sorts over to Felicia. Â Along with a can of whipped cream.
âGood. I like sharing.â Felicia grinned as she took a strawberry and dipped it in some whipped cream. Instead of eating it, she placed it between her teeth as she smirked.
Watching the ripe red fruit glisten between her lips was enough to make Will blush. Â Having already conquered the blueberry, Felicia was clearly on her way to sexualizing all fruit and showed no signs of stopping.
She chuckled at his blush. It looked good with the purple. The berry disappeared into her mouth a she moved closer. âProblem, Willie?â
Will inched closer to her while she did the same, and he took her warm cheek in his hand, leaning in.
âNo problem. Â Never a problem with you.â Â He took an especially ripe blueberry from the bowl and with his other hand he ran it across her plush lips.
Eat me up! ;) (Certainly has possibilities, no?)
Eat me up: Foodplay! Whipcream, chocolate syrup, squeezing the juice out of strawberries⌠our muses decide to âplay with their foodâ in a more pleasing way.
Felicia smiled grinned as she looked over the spread. There were so many sweets and fruits. âIt all looks good, Willie. I hope you donât mind sharing.â
âOh you know me, I never mind sharing my fruits, dear.â
He pushed a bowl of berries of all sorts over to Felicia. Â Along with a can of whipped cream.
âGood. I like sharing.â Felicia grinned as she took a strawberry and dipped it in some whipped cream. Instead of eating it, she placed it between her teeth as she smirked.
Watching the ripe red fruit glisten between her lips was enough to make Will blush. Â Having already conquered the blueberry, Felicia was clearly on her way to sexualizing all fruit and showed no signs of stopping.
