#muscadelle

[wine-picks]

🇫🇷 🍷 Happy Monday! Enjoying this lovely Sauternes from Bordeaux tonight. It's mainly Semillon and arrived in LCBO VINTAGES last month. Full review: https://rebrand.ly/bbnixrn . 2015 La Chapelle de Lafaurie-Peyraguey Sauternes (92+ pts, $41)

[wanderingwhiimsy-blog]

Flowering Feelings || Marlin & Popuri

@muscadelle;

Popuri was very excited about seeing Marlin. In her arms was a large bouquet mainly consisting of pink peonies. However, in the center, their stems intertwined, were two red roses. Surrounding those two red roses were purple anemonies. With careful fingers, Popuri had placed them herself, intending them to represent something more than just flowers: two people together and protecting each other. 

Coming up on Marlin’s farm, Popuri slowed to look for him. Once she found him, she planned to sneak up on him and surprise him with the bouquet, maybe her face peaking around the flowers or....

Marlin was visible in the back as he worked away at something, his shirt off and muscles rolling along his back and arms as he worked. Popuri slowed to a halt, her mouth dropping as she stared, openly and blatantly, completely forgetting her plan to try and sneak up on him. 

[cobblerandcauldron-blog]

Flower Festival: Flowers for the Blue Horseshoe

@citruschase @ibukimura @brawling-bitch @sabri-nahh @muscadelle

Abigail slipped into the Blue Horseshoe a bit early, hoping to find a moment to herself before the little bar filled up with customers and coworkers alike. The bar was empty, quiet, calm. Still filled with, you know, character, but really very peaceful.

Not taking any chances with running into Marlin or any of his lackeys, Abigail bee-lined for the kitchen. She searched for a clean bar pitcher and made her way back to the front, cautiously pausing to peek into the empty bar before reentering.

The coast was still clear.

She pulled a little water into the pitcher and set it onto the bar counter. Opening the messenger bag slung across her shoulders, she brought out a package of assorted flowers wrapped in thick, brown paper, an old pair of scissors, and a bit of black ribbon. 

With a tenacity that might have made her coworkers and boss proud, Abigail set to work creating a humble arrangement of hefty, yellow sunflowers, tiny red alstroemeria, and beautiful purpley-blue lisianthuses. She finished her arrangement with a hastily tied bow of black ribbon around the outside of the pitcher and fixed it with a little note that read:

“Happy Flower Festival, ya goons. Don’t think I’ve gotten all mushy just because I brought you guys flowers. x Abigail”

Careful to clean up any loose leaves or stems, Abigail stealthily exited without a trace.

[wanderingwhiimsy-blog]

Heaven is Where You Are || Marlin & Popuri

@muscadelle;

As soon as Marlin’s battle was over, Popuri hurried from the stands and rushed to the medical tent. They didn’t let her in at first and when they asked for her relationship to him she could only gape wordlessly. “Well, we’re, we.... we’re seeing each other!” That was basically it, right? They hadn’t settled on anything but in the strictest sense of the term, they did see each other. Literally. She saw him. 

In the end, it was what let her in to see him as soon as they were finished and she sat by his bed in the tent and took his hand, intent on being there until he woke. Hopefully that was before her next match. 

[thetravellinggourmet]

A pleasing white with peach and cantaloupe flavours of 40% Sauvignon blanc, 20% Sauvignon gris, 20% Muscadelle and 20% Semillon. Very good with chicken and veal 😃#thetravellinggourmet #gourmetsansfrontieres #chateaudefontenille #muscadelle #sauvignongris #sauvignonblanc #semillon https://www.instagram.com/p/B9HDxN4ppLKGFVgxU_hBZF5h7fAQzxBHbReYNg0/?igshid=11d2o383edaj5

[mittydesques]

La muscadelle et ses tâches de rousseur... #cepage #muscadelle #vigne #vineyard #gaillac #france #vinovalie (à Fayssac, Midi-Pyrenees, France) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnjT-y3HNJF/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1cchwxmknwxhu

[wanderingwhiimsy-blog]

This was a different gift from last time. Marlin had already placed the order before he saw what was going to happen in the ring. He almost regretted it.

When Popuri comes to, she finds Marlin sitting attentively by her bedside, his brow drawn heavily as he holds her hand with a small, cutely wrapped box and a plastic fork sitting on the little table beside her.

“There you are,” he whispers, fervently kissing her knuckles, then leaning in to kiss her cheek. “Welcome back, beautiful.”

He moves to the edge of the cot, holding her hand still as the other reaches to trace her cheek. “…you fought hard.” Too hard. But they could talk about that later. “Tell me when you’re ready for your reward, hmm?” He carefully - and one-handedly - lifts the box and brings it to his lap, then opens it to show her the fresh, cool slice of strawberry pie inside. “You’ll tell me when you’re sick of strawberries right?” he manages in a teasing tone, even putting a soft smile with it.

After waking from her second match, Popuri found Marlin waiting for her with another gift of what she was sure was cake judging by that fork. She giggled weakly, still groggy, and leaned into his kiss with a smile. 

“It’s impossible to get tired of strawberries,” she told him with a smile. Her body felt drained but so did her head, it was weird. Maybe she had fought too hard? But she’d won so it was fine. Her next match... ahh she’d have to talk to Kai before their match. 

[neildownpeasant]

[ @muscadelle​ | @thepelagoislands ]

A fair fight that started out well, but then turned into a game of catch. Neil ended up winning and moving on to the next round. Marlin ended up winning... a trip to the healing tents.