This Is Kinda Nice.

This is the best for when a neurodivergent character in a book infodumps in front of a friend or something

Plot twist: the housewife is the bloodthirsty one

You don’t have an Angel or a Devil on your shoulder. You have an Angry Viking and 50’s House Wife.

Nice. Thanks for the go-ahead, @raccooninthedaytime

Let’s talk about mimosa pudica, otherwise known as makahiya to all my Filipino friends.

The story of makahiya is actually one of my faves, mainly because I miss the good ol’ days where the stories actually had some karmic justice done.

So we start off on the forest floor something-hundred years ago like always. Right now, makahiya is a well-beloved yet vain plant. They had flowers and a nice smell.

Sugar cane, tubo, was just cane, they didn’t have any sweetness and was just kind of there. Just existing.

Firefly, alitaptap, had no light. They were just existing too.

Ant, langam, was still a hard worker with no regard for their own safety.

And the diwata, divine arbiter spirits, were still amongst us.

Gotta love how the Filipino myth-makers really multitasked with this story. Like, 3 origin stories crammed together? Dang. J.K Rowling could never.

So it’s raining and our friend ant is dragging home his rice that he found. And since he has no sense of self-preservation, he gets caught up in the flood and is literally drowning for a grain of rice.

They pass by makahiya. Ant asks makahiya to help them, or at least let them cling to their stems until the water went down. Makahiya basically told ant to get fucked and shook them off back into the storm.

This is the modern equivalent of someone going to their friend’s for help, getting shot in the kneecaps, then dumped in a burning ditch on the side of the road.

...

Ok, I retract what I said earlier. Makahiya was kind of a dick.

Anyways.

While this happens, firefly passes by and sees the exchange. Firefly feels bad, and runs to their friend sugar cane for help. Sugar cane lends firefly a leaf, which firefly then drags to the drowning ant, saving their life.

Little did everyone in this story thus far know that the forest god, the diwata Maria-Clara, was watching. As she usually is.

She goes to reward sugar cane and firefly, giving sugar cane sweetness so that people loved them and firefly her lantern so they could help more people. And then she went after makahiya.

If you’ve read stories involving Maria-Clara before, you know she don’t mess around. She don’t play. She goes straight for your damn eyes.

Basically, she gave makahiya social anxiety, no reason to live, and pretty much eternal damnation of a sort.

So that’s why when you touch the mimosa pudica, it folds in half like a lawn chair.

-fin-

Someone please tell me about something you really love. i want to be infodumped on and i crave knowledge

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Of course I’d half-ass having my damn personality.

how evil are you

had to be done

Ok.

Reblog if you're not homophobic

Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad. 

To whoever said Wei Wuxian: you beat me by 1 second

“He was a good man once, my grandfather. He took to necromancy, now he haunts my Castle. Excellent babysitter though!”

I once considered him the center of my life, the sun in my galaxy

closeups:

This is-I’m pretty sure this is a threat. Also, does Gaud actually have kneecaps? I thought they were a nebulous pink sentient gloop with a penchant for terrorizing humans on Tumblr, therefore having no kneecaps-

♪♬♩ when your knees don’t work like they used to before ♪♬♩

Random flora facts and origin myths, anyone? Like, about specific flora?? For no reason whatsoever???

Someone please tell me about something you really love. i want to be infodumped on and i crave knowledge