Summary: Selling preserves at the local farmers’ market has its distractions when your vendor booth is placed next to the one belonging to the young strawberry farmer who’s been sweet on you for years.
Pairing: Taehyung x Reader
Genre: Smut, Fluff
Word Count: 9,643
Warning: StrawberryFarmer!Taehyung, foodplay, sexual themes, profanity
The Bullet Farmer giving a young Furiosa shooting lessons! I don’t know how this lines up with any official timeline but I imagine this taking place not long after she lost her arm and would have to re-learn how to balance a rifle.
Hi~ me again haha! Thanks for last time :) I had fun reading that AU! This time can I request different occupation AUs? Like the Florist and Wedding planner one. Thank you very very much! <33
Thanks for this request! I absolutely adore this AU! It’s so cute!
Florist and Wedding Planner AU series by ingthing, Gen, 26k (WIP) An Alternate Universe in which Victor Nikiforov is a renown wedding planner, and Yuuri Katsuki is a florist running his family’s little flower shop. THIS IS SO CUTE OMG
Botanical Gardens and Deathbeds by heinoukola, Not Rated, 4.9k The short story where Yuuri’s family alternatively owns a flower shop with a small botanical garden instead of an onsen, set in a world of soulmates; and oh God, how romantic is it to meet your destined partner by sneezing into the bouquet he ordered and choking over every word that isn’t a prayer begging for help from above?
For I’m Seeking Romance and You by KUROKOSEXUAL, Explicit, 8k “Do you have a flower that means ‘You’re sexy and beautiful, but you also look pure and cute? You’re absolutely adorable and I love the big gap, so I want to ask you out on a date tonight’?” LOVE!
Can You Hear My Heartbeat?by W84U, Mature, 6.8k (WIP) Yuuri Katsuki is a florist in Japan, he’s never heard a voice before. Viktor Nikiforov is a famous skater with a prodigy little brother. Yuri is Viktors adoptive little brother he’s never been in love. Minami Kenjiro is Yuuri’s best friend with a heart of gold. What happens when they all meet?
Hard to Say, but Clearly Felt by Elise_the_Writing_Desk, Gen, 30k A slow-paced growing romance between a lonely florist and a young farmer who are trying to find fulfillment in life. It’s a sweet story that will make you feel good, and despite the slowly growing romance, I hope it will bring a smile to your face! Such a sweet fic with farmer!Yuuri and florist!Victor! Must read!
Inosculation by lazrbrain, Teen, 4.2k (WIP) Viktor is motionless, life consisting of his shop and his dog. Yuuri is running, trapped by mistakes he cannot change. Both of them are desperate for more. They find it in each other. I NEED MORE THIS IS SO GOOD
pretty in pink by wbtrashking (fan_nerd), Explicit, 901 words Yuuri enters the bedroom with a dry cough. “What is this, exactly?” Victor props himself on one elbow with a dazzling smile. “I had it custom made. Do you like it?” There is a magenta flower resting on Victor’s backside and honestly, Yuuri is getting a little concerned about the wedding planner’s sanity. OMG HAHAHA I LOVE THIS FIC! Inspired by @ingthing’s florist/wedding planner AU!
After a trip to the garden center, the boys’ garden is now stocked up with peppers, leeks, sweet potato, cucumber, pineapple sage and lime mint (all chosen by them). He is rather pleased with himself. I am too.
I met this guy today who was like 20 and unironically said “aw shucks” he brought the whole house Klondike bars because my grandpa likes them and he offered to go out and warm my car for me when I was leaving my grandparent’s house and he handed me my shoes and opened the door for me and was just so sweet??? To everyone??? Angels are real and he’s a young adult dairy farmer in rural Michigan
Hello !! I really love your art. I keep scrolling all your blog almost everyday ♡♡♡. I saw your drawings of the au with young Gabriel and Jack farmer. Do you have tips for using the grey maker ? I got several ones but I feel like I'm more coloring the character with several nuance of grey instead of doing like you do with just a light grey that lighten up and make the drawing nice. Thank you ♡ I hope to see more art of you ♡♡
thank you for your kind message anon. >/////< I’m happy to know you like my art this much to check it daily am truly honored <3
about your question. I apply grey areas only to give the picture more depth, instead of leaving it plainly Black and White. it’s not really coloring. the closest example ( and actually where i learn and still learning this ) is toning in manga.
here’s a small example (it is digital not in markers, but this is how i use grays in both mediums anyway)
line art: it’s plain, characters and BG are all equal. you can’t really separate them.
the toned picture: now you can visually separate the background from the characters and you can tell that one of them has different skin color.and the clothes they’re wearing is dark shade of something (green in this) you don’t need to add more shading to the grey areas, yes it’ll make the picture look much better. but in comics you don’t have the time to color each panel in grey scale so you basically take the basic values (grays) to separate the objects you have. you need one or two hues to do the work.
you can try this using your markers and before adding grey try to balance the black and white areas.
I am not really good in explaining things XD but I hope this answered your question. ^^
Have you ever heard of weed dating? It is a fantastic concept that is gaining popularity all around North America for sure. I’m sure it’s all over the world - good ideas travel fast these days.
Anyway, you get to meet up with like-minded, farmer types, make friends and help out a fellow farmer at the same time. It is a great way to have fun, make friends, find farming partners/co-workers, or maybe even that special someone.
So for all of you fellow weirdos that LOVE weeding (as I do) - know that you are not alone. :)
(A/N: This was requested by @aidenwinchester67, I was so happy to get this, I hope it’s what you wanted! If anyone else wants to request something feel free to.)
Summary: ‘Okay. I saw your ubbe thing and I loved it. Angst is my favorite. So. I was wondering if you could write a Ragnar/reader fic where the reader is promised to one of his children (namely Bjorn since he is the oldest) but she’s in love with Ragnar? There aren’t enough ragnar reader fiction.’
Characters: Ragnar Lothbrok x Reader, Bjorn Lothbrok x Reader (acquaintances)
Meanings: (Y/N)= Your name
(Y/L/N)= Your last name
Warnings: Only if you count cheating as one
“We are risking this Lothbrok.” I giggled.
“I am king here, you do not need to worry.” He smirked back before capturing me in a kiss yet again.
We were stood by the edge of the forest having escaped the watchful eyes of our peers. This was wrong. We weren’t meant to be together, we were hiding all of this. I was betrothed to his son, Bjorn, we were supposed to unite our kingdoms. However soon as I set eyes on king Ragnar I knew that it could not happen.
I had heard many stories about him and his great triumphs. All knew the name of Lothbrok, how he built himself from a young, boy farmer to a ruler. He had achieved great things, was smart, had wit, wisdom….the list was endless. How be was not married by now was a mystery to me.
Yes there was a bit of an age gap between us, hence why I was supposed to be marrying Bjorn. I did feel bad on his part, Bjorn had agreed to this without any arguments whereas I…well let’s just say I wasn’t afraid to speak my mind to my parents.
“Ragnar,” I caught his attention as I pulled away,“what are we going to do?”
He leaned against the large tree behind him, tightening his embrace around me. We were holding each other whilst laying on the ground. His hand rain through my hair, my braids long gone now.
“I already promised your father that you would marry my son. It may look bad if I take my son’s bride away from him, like I cannot keep my promises; what kind of king would I be?”
I sighed.“Why couldn’t it be you?”
We sneaked back into Kattegat not long after that. No one had noticed our absence. It was always hard to part from each other. We would see each other at meals, wedding planning and general passing by. It wasn’t enough for me. It was like I was addicted; not to his power, not to his name, not to his money, just Ragnar.
“You are quiet again, (Y/N).” Bjorn commented as we sat together in the Great Hall.
“Sorry. Just thinking.”
“Thinking about my father?” he said it so casually.
I stuttered, shocked that he had a feeling I was betraying him.“I-I….what are you talking about, Bjorn?”
“You do not need to lie to me. I know that you two have grown close.”
There was no point in lying anymore.“I’m sorry, Bjorn. It was not my intention to fall in love with your father.”
He smiled at me.“I am not angry with you for I too am in love with someone else.”
I sighed in relief.“That is good. What is she like?”
I could see him start to blush slightly, making me giggle.
“She is a beautiful, strong shieldmaiden. Her name is Thorunn, and I don’t think I have ever felt this way before.”
“It must be love. I hope she makes you happy.”
“And I hope my father makes you happy. Though it shall be a bit strange.”
I laughed.“I guess it will. Do not worry, you don’t have to call me mother.”
Night had fallen, Ragnar and I were together once again. We were hiding in a cabin just outside of Kattegat, naked under the furs as we held each other. I wrapped myself around him tightly as did he with me. Both of us were silent, still trying to catch our breath from the previous activity.
“I spoke with Bjorn.” I suddenly said.
Ragnar kissed my temple.“About what?”
He sat up slightly.“What? You told him?!”
“Shh, relax,” I kissed his lips,“he already knew. Your son is smart.”
Ragnar hovered over me.“And? What did he day?”
My hand stroked his cheek tenderly.“He is happy for us. It seemed that he was having his own love affair.”
Ragnar’s worried face burst into a smile. He showered me with kisses, tickling me with his beard. He held onto me so tight I thought I would stop breathing. As he pulled away, he turned serious.
“This means I can marry you. No longer will I have to hide my love for you. Everyone will know it, they’ll strive to have a marriage such as ours. We will be married as soon as possible. You will be my queen, rule by my side, give birth to our children who we shall love dearly. The gods will smile down on us too, and when we grow old and die we shall enter the Valhalla happy.”
Tears were forming in my eyes. He was too much. I pulled his face down on mine harshly, kissing him deeply.
“I love you Ragnar Lothbrok. If you are to live up to your words then you have provided me with the most worthiest life anyone could have asked for.”
S is for Selkie: Selkies (also spelled silkies, selchies; Irish/Scottish Gaelic: selchidh, Scots: selkie fowk) are mythological creatures found in Scottish, Irish, and Faroese folklore. Similar creatures are described in the Icelandic traditions. The word derives from earlier Scots selich, (from Old English seolh meaning seal). Selkies are said to live as seals in the sea but shed their skin to become human on land. The legend is apparently most common in Orkney and Shetland and is very similar to those of swan maidens.
Male selkies are described as being very handsome in their human form, and having great seductive powers over human women. They typically seek those who are dissatisfied with their life, such as married women waiting for their fishermen husbands. If a woman wishes to make contact with a selkie male, she must shed seven tears into the sea. If a man steals a female selkie’s skin she is in his power and is forced to become his wife. Female selkies are said to make excellent wives, but because their true home is the sea, they will often be seen gazing longingly at the ocean. If she finds her skin she will immediately return to her true home, and sometimes to her selkie husband, in the sea. Sometimes, a selkie maiden is taken as a wife by a human man and she has several children by him. In these stories, it is one of her children who discovers her sealskin (often unwitting of its significance) and she soon returns to the sea. The selkie woman usually avoids seeing her human husband again but is sometimes shown visiting her children and playing with them in the waves.