Blast from the Past: Parthenocissus vitacea, Vitaceae & Inosculation

For the second time ever, this year I won’t be spending Christmas with my family in Milan, so I’m feeling a bit nostalgic. For the occasion, this is the story of my late false Virginia creeper, which brings back fond memories of home. 

At some point in 2009 when I was still living there, thanks to avian seed dispersal (aka bird poop), a seedling sprouted in a pot filled with compost, but otherwise empty, laying on the balcony of my parents’ flat. I was very familiar with this highly invasive plant as it’s a terrible pest in Milan’s countryside, especially when it competes with ivy (Hedera helix) and Clematis vitalba, together they smother anything they encounter. Still, it is a beautiful climber to train and it’s interesting year-round as it keeps going through dramatic colour changes, plus, the tendrils this species produces lack the adhesive pads which make the closely related P. quinquefolia, the Virginia creeper, able to anchor itself to walls, potentially ruining them. So I decided to raise the seedling, and I trained it until I moved to Glasgow in 2014. Unfortunately I didn’t think of taking photos to record the progress at the time, so what you see is sort of the best of what I was left with. In five years the plant developed a short, thick (~2.5cm/~1in) main stem branching into a few thinner ones, which I trained onto a fishing line spider web I strung between the copper rain drain on the right and the window shade clasp on the left. 

As the stems kept growing longer -incredibly much longer each growing season, it is extremely vigorous- I continued weaving them to create sort of a net, or trellis pattern, to add even more winter interest when the leaves would have fallen leaving them bare. I also experimented a lot with inosculation, which is the natural version of grafting, when the tissue of related trees or parts of the same tree which come into contact end up fusing together. In the photos you can see some of the examples: a 90° angle union made by splitting a stem with the tip of a knife and threading through it another stem of similar age was probably the most ambitious, as polarity was totally disregarded, but not a single attempt failed and the Virginia creeper proved to be an excellent subject to experiment on. When it was about 2.5 years old it also started flowering profusely through summer, and producing clusters of blue berries, which are a beautiful accent highly contrasting against the fiery red coloration of the late summer and autumn leaves. Sadly, shortly after I moved the plant died of thirst while my parents were on holiday, but I still have its seeds so if they are still viable one day I will reproduce it again. 

Note: I took the photos of the inosculation details a while after the plant had died, my mum has kept it there…so that’s why the stems look so thin and wrinkly!
Morcilla - Weconqueratdawn - Hannibal (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

My fic for @hannibalcreative ‘s #itsstillbeautiful :D A standalone fic which fits into the Inosculation verse

Thanks to @wraithsonwingsposts for beta and @pangaeastarseed for illustrating so wonderfully :D

Rating: Explicit
Words: 4k
Tags: romantic cannibalism, not strictly cannibalism but in spirit very much so, no angry murder puppies were (seriously) harmed in the writing of this fic, difficult will is difficult, blood and feelings, blood drinking, hand porn, sexy cooking, domesticity, gratuitous cuban beach house, anal sex
Summary: Does Hannibal want to have his cake and eat it too? Will isn’t sure.A meditation on a subject I’ve been thinking about for some time - how exactly do you go about loving someone who also wants to eat you? This fandom, eh? The things it makes us do.

Will remembered Hannibal’s flushed skin under his palms, the heat of his body. “This afternoon, I thought about blood. I thought about flesh, your flesh. You felt so real. So human.”

Hannibal didn’t bother to keep his piqued curiosity hidden. He had no need to pretend anymore. “The body is a gift to one’s lover,” he said, after a beat of consideration. “A sacrifice to their pleasure, that yet receives pleasure in return.”

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You reached through the hole in your sleeve into the freezing air and took my hand, fused palms together like glass. We were in each others minds before we knew what that power looked like, before we knew that deep and safe intimacy of cradled heads and and the lethal toxicity of sighs. Your stretch marks were forged rivers that resembled the Martian surface, a kind of clay-like landscape that begged to be thumbed over. We were at each other’s lips like wolves sharing a meal, fiercely protecting and always giving, giving, giving. We splayed limbs like sun rays. We poured ourselves into each other until there was nothing left to give and everything left to explore. You were a planting girl, a girl of roots and inosculating limbs. And you left fingerprints on everything you loved. And honeysuckle. Always the smell of honeysuckle.
Chapter 1/6 - Inosculation - Weconqueratdawn - Hannibal (TV) | Archive of Our Own
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

lololol, this is the fic that wouldn’t be written - I swear, it missed its turn about three or four times, and even then it got interrupted by my Radiance submission :) thank you to @wraithsonwingsposts for beta <3

Sequel to Waiting for Winter and tags are for the entire fic

Second chapter will be posted on Sunday, and the rest every Sunday after that

Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Hannibal/Will
Tags: Post-fall, cabin fic, pining, eventual RST, withholding!Will, domestic, amnesia, angst and feels, declarations of love, first time, rough sex, outdoor sex
Summary: Now fully recovered, Hannibal and Will continue to hide out in Will’s cabin. As winter passes, they start to plan for their escape. But Hannibal is still waiting for Will to make his final choices, and is growing increasingly impatient.


Hannibal was looking forward to spring with an enthusiasm he had not experienced since childhood. The winter had been a harsh one, slowing the metabolic rate of his and Will’s existence into partial hibernation. Quiet survival was their focus - keeping warm and fed, preparing for a journey ahead which neither of them spoke of. Throughout the long dark evenings, the future beyond the cabin and the forest surrounding it had rarely been alluded to. But it waited for them, just over the horizon of winter’s passing.

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Tagging @thisismydesignhannibal @fragile-teacup @wrathofthestag :)

mimosavpudica  asked:

Hello! I was wondering if you could help me with an apple sapling I've been taking care of. It has four roughly equal and pliable branches right now, all starting at the soil line- I was thinking it would be nice to twist two and two together, or cut one branch now and braid the three. Would this deter growth? What would you recommend? Thank you! I really love your blog, I learn something new every day.

Any time you do something like braiding a tree, you create little pockets where fungi and bacteria can gather. This isn’t me saying “don’t do it,” but rather, I’m just warning you: there is a higher failure rate on growing trees this way.

Apple trees grown so close together will most likely inosculate (form a natural graft) over time, so instead of two interwoven trunks, you’ll likely have one strange trunk. If they don’t inosculate, they’ll choke each other.

I have a few braided trees, and so far, one of them has started to inosculate (the willow):

Both will end up being one trunk, instead of many.

For an apple, I’d recommend trying something that will give you more fruit. A braided apple will mess with production and risk rot/disease, but an espalier form – like a plamate shape or a fan – will allow you to spread those limbs out into a productive shape.

I think if you have four trunks, you could do something really awesome along those lines, and make a sculptural tree that is both productive and beautiful.

I have some material in my espalier archive, but you can also look for inspiration with a simple image search: there are so many ways to do it that it’s almost overwhelming!


A couple of oddities from an old magnolia tree: Maybe it’s hard to see, but in the top photo, a branch grows from one branch right into another! In the second, two branches part and then grow back together. 

It’s possible that these are natural (inosculation), or that someone grafted them. 

anonymous asked:

hey do you know of any fics being similar to inosculation by rianne? i just read it and loved it. Thanks a ton and please excuse my English as it's my second language :)

You mean this story:

Inosculation By: DragonAndPhoenixForNaNo - Rated: T - 19 Chapters (complete ) - When circumstances force Hermione to put her fate in the hands of Draco Malfoy, she doesn’t think any good will come of it. Only time will tell whether she’s right… HG/DM. EWE. 

According to the Author’s notes, it’s an arranged marriage between Dramione.

Our marriage law/arranged marriage fics can be found here.

Please let us know YOUR recs for this theme, folks! Would love to hear which marriage law/arranged marriage fics you liked/didn’t like and why (please be kind in any con-crit, remember).


Edit: I think rianne was the beta for this fic. Anon prob got a little confused, happens to the best of us :)

- Lisa


“I have a present for you,” Malfoy said.

“Oh,” Hermione said. “Should I have got you something as well?”

He shook his head. “Certainly not. Family tradition has ruled in your favour. On anniversaries, the husband provides the gift, and it’s always jewellery. I hope you don’t mind, because if you do, I’m afraid it’ll be rather a recurrent problem.”

She chuckled and shook her head. “I don’t mind.”

He produced a small box, green with a silver bow. “Always the green,” she pointed out, only to wonder if that had been too close to a Slytherin jab - that would be against the rules.

Malfoy didn’t seem to mind, though; he simply gestured toward the present. She removed the wrapping paper and opened the box. Inside was a silver chain, from which hung a blue crystal in the shape of a water droplet.

“It’s beautiful,” Hermione said. It really was - the colour was just to her liking, and the pendant was neither too large nor too small. For a moment she simply sat and admired it. Then she took off the necklace she was wearing and replaced it with the new one. When she looked back at her husband, she found him smiling, something she’d only seen a few times before. “Thank you,” she said earnestly.

“You’re welcome,” he said.

She got up, one hand still tracing the blue stone around her neck. “I’ll see you in the library,” she said. He nodded, and she took that as a sign that it was indeed time for her to leave. When she turned back in the doorway, he was no longer looking at her, but he was still smiling.

- Inosculation, Chapter 6, by DragonAndPhoenixForNaNo

A fic where Draco and Hermione decide to get married because of their circumstances and, eventually, find love.