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stone-cold-groove · 1 year
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Botany 500 fashions for men.
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oldshowbiz · 3 months
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Botany 500
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lisamarie-vee · 12 days
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defconprime · 1 year
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The SS Botany Bay
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sunlvr · 2 years
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good morning besties 😼
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globalrebrand · 1 year
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Living with Them
Warnings: Post-grad, married boys, fluff, slight not sfw.
Vil
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My personal headcanon is that Vil buys a beautiful estate with massive amounts of land. It's 500 acres and something absurd like 12 bedrooms 15 bathrooms, including the expansive guest house(s).
It's outside the city to offer you both more privacy. Likely when you were dating, Vil lived in a gorgeous penthouse in the city that he moved you into but as a married man he wants to keep you far away from any would be prying eyes. Especially after paparazzi in a helicopter caught him fucking you on the balcony.
It sits right on a beautiful lake with ample grounds and historical features. It even has a orangery filled with poisonous varieties of plants and a little pond!
It has all the amenities he could want in house. Pool, massage room, sauna, home gym (you have side by side treadmills for when it gets too cold to run outside on the beautifully landscaped trail that runs around the property) A massive kitchen with every appliance hidden conveniently away.
Your home is certainly excessive, but incredibly stylish and environmentally sustainable! It's featured in several architectural magazines across TW. The style is eclectic modernist rococo. Which sounds crazy in theory but works sooooo well. Vil (with your input) mixed a bunch of high quality old and new piece that seemingly wouldn't go together but actually look amazing in the space.
Vil looks forward to picnicking in the private gardens with you. Vil loves coming home to you preparing him lunches midday.
The neighborhood is full of other celebrities from the Shaftlands and for whatever fucking reason Neige lives two manors over which would piss him off immensely if you weren't there to kiss and coo over him after every time Neige stopped by for an extended chat.
Jack
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A nice modern house in the burbs.
He's busting out of his button downs for his upstanding job in a magical ministry. Likely one pertaining to botany or the environment.
He wouldn't be one for the hustle and bustle of the city all the time, so you likely live in a posh city suburb. Ironically near Vil even thought your house is considerably more modest.
It's likely you both work to achieve a nice life style, but Jack reminds you all the time that you can quit and he'd just take care of you. He likes being a provider for his spouse.
The house winds up being a nice blend of your personal style if not masculine leaning. Jack would be the partner who you'd expect to let you do what you want with decor but then all of a sudden he’s putting his foot down about the velvet yellow sofa you chose for some long sharp looking leather sofa.
Jack makes sure the house has room for you to grow. It’s likely not your forever home. But there are 3-4 bedrooms that Jack sees as potential offices/guest rooms or nurseries.
Jack is on the neighborhood committee regarding landscaping. Takes his duties very seriously. Is the right hand of Sylvia the committee chair and resident 95 year old woman on the block.
In the summers he can frequently be seen out front watering the plants in your lawn shirtless while the stay at home spouses in the neighborhood ogle him from their windows.
Ruggie
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A nice apartment in a neighborhood that Ruggie swears is gentrifying. He loves to tell you that once the neighborhood turns the corner your property will skyrocket in value. But you're convinced that change is at least a good ten if not twenty years away.
Ruggie packs your lunch for work with a canister of pepper spray. Doesn't let you leave home with out it, but also won't agree to move neighborhoods until your home can turn a substantial profit on the market. Especially considering that the apartment was a fixer upper and needed way too much work to be livable. You almost divorced him multiple times through the renovation process.
But if you're being honest, you're pretty happy with how it turned out. Ruggie has great taste. It's a spacious apartment with ample bedrooms and multiple living areas. It gets great light and even has a balcony, even has a nice rooftop. You and Ruggie are in agreement that in any other part of this city the unit would have gone for several hundred thousand thurmarks over what you paid for it.
...But the sounds of blastcycle racing, random spells going off, swearing and the realization that you're contributing to the gentrification of the area makes you remember why it's kind of terrible.
Chances are he invited some of his family members to live in the guest bedrooms so it's an intergenerational household. His grandma lives there, his siblings who are still in school crash at your place during the holidays. Since back home isn’t as nice.
So whenever you and Ruggie have the house truly to yourselves you both walk around naked and get frisky on the couch since its such a rarity.
Cater
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A house so chic and trendy! Likely a modern townhouse But...it's a little impractical for the sake of aesthetics. His parent's helped with the down payment so you get to live in a house way above your paygrades.
Cater was wayyy too fixated on getting every inch of the apartment to have good lighting. But to his credit every inch of the home has lush and warm light that is very magicamable.
Likes cooking with you! He’s ok at the actual cooking but he really thrives on plating. And if we're being honest you both order out most nights.
Uses his clones to do household chores.
Your home is definitely cozy, but slightly edgy. Wanted to make sure every surface was comfy enough for him to rail you against. Bright and bold colors fill every corner, but the interior designer his mom hired for you made sure that everything still looks nice and cohesive.
He probably skateboards to his high paying office job.
You probably live in the Shaftlands since staying close to Cater's parents was the only way they'd pay for your sweet pad. Which means they visit often. On multiple occasions you and Cater have had to turn the lights off and duck behind the sofa when his mom and sisters make impromptu visits.
But that means when the old boys from school come for a visit they crash at your place.
Cater loves hosting parties, every other weekend your home is hosting some type of event with your mutual friends.
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primojade · 1 year
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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 | you were a simple insomniac college student who could see ghosts and dead souls after a certain incident in your past. just as you were already sick of the souls haunting you every night, you decided to establish the paranormal club in teyvat university together with your four best friends where you were tasked to help the ghosts fulfill their last wishes so you could finally find your most awaited sleep.
...though that was easier said than done. especially when your said friends mostly operates based logic...and already so full of your bullshit and shenanigans since childhood.
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 | gn!reader, albedo, cyno, tighnari and scaramouche. But almost all of the genshin characters will appear, too!
𝐂𝐖 / 𝐓𝐖 | genshin social media au with a lot of written fics; college au with a dash of childhood friends au; cursing; possible graphic depiction of violence and death/murder (but not the characters); possible murder and ghost cases solving; reverse harem-esque(?); no proofread so expect grammar mistakes; inspired by the k-drama master's sun!
𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 | supernatural, romantic comedy, friendship, mystery/thriller, a bit horror, found family.
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 | on going
𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.
paranormal enthusiasts (profile below!)
teyvat university's student council.
teyvat university's news publication.
𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈 : 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐄.
scene 01 : we need a new member.
scene 02 : who is our new target, now?
scene 03 : the plan to make him ours.
scene 04 : the dumb, the dumber, the dumbest and the very dumbest.
scene 05 : the paranormal club.
𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈 : 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓.
scene 06 : our first mission, commence!
scene 07 : ... --- ...
scene 08 : -
tba...
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁.
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[NAME] : a college student who likes keeping their course a secret even to their friends just for the fun of it. After a certain incident in their childhood that allows them to see the souls of the dead, they become insomniac and paranoid—most of the time. With the help of their childhood best friends in solving and helping souls to fulfill their last wishes, will they finally felt at peace once more?
CYNO : a second year political science student, and one of your childhood best friend. He was probably the only one among your circle of friends that have shown a slightest bit of interest in the paranormal club. Perhaps its his way of allevating his past...guilt?
TIGHNARI : a second year botany student and the one of your childhood best friends along with Cyno. Although he always appears so exhausted and exasperated dealing with your bullshit, he will always be the first one who offers his help when you can't sleep. But why does he seem so adamant at keeping you away from the past?
ALBEDO : a second year majoring in chemistry with a minor in fine arts. Unlike Cyno and Tighnari who had been with you since you were in diapers, you met Albedo during your high school years. Quickly drawn to his calm and reliable persona, you've been friends since then, and was the person who you constantly ask for help in regards to academics. Though he seems to know a lot than he lets on...?
SCARAMOUCHE : A new friend added to your circle of friends and club—or rather, was forced to. He was a transfer student from another country, a second year student majoring in business management. Mysterious and rude to a degree, that didn't stop you from recruiting him into your club! But would it be really that easy in dealing with him? Especially when he was hiding a deep, dark secret?
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𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.
This is my first smau and I'm very excited to share this will you all!! ^^ since I've posted this on my birthday, consider this a gift from me and my thank you for the 500 followers we have ueueue. This, along with the Fallacies of Love series, will have sporadic update Aas usual though I swear to my love albedo that I will update this soon!
Also, if you wanted to be added to the taglist, feel free to dm or send me an ask! Thank you for reading and have a nice day!! (I will edit this later hahaha).
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seiya-starsniper · 4 months
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Headcanuary Day 2 - Weather
Following up on Day 1’s headcanon, @ml-nolan and I came up with a rivals-to-lovers Gaulcienne murder mystery botany AU. Lucienne breeds rare iris flowers and enters them into contests. Gault is one of her fierce rivals, she breeds magnolias. Gault thinks Lucienne is just some rich brat trying to show off (she’s not, Morpheus is just rich and funds their shared hobby) and Lucienne thinks Gault’s just mean. The Corinthian is an avid cactus breeder. The Constantines’ pride and joy are their 500 year old roses. Cain gets mad at his brother Abel and murders him with his own belladonnas, but tries to frame the Corinthian for it.
Obviously this all takes place in the middle of the summer in the great outdoors (can you tell I'm missing the warm weather???)
tagging my beloved @tryan-a-bex for gaulcienne content this time around!
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thebeesareback · 10 months
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Aight besties, i think i can do almost a whole post dedicated to a single Sherlock story
- A man smokes 500 cigarettes per week
- he is supposed to be in his 50s, but tbh with this habit I suspect he is 23
- A different man runs up the stairs, is breathing really heavily, Sherlock realises he's asthmatic, then offers him a cigarette
- Sherlock figures out what a woman looks like based on her pince-nez (sort of like eyeglasses). Apparently, she's not v hot. When Watson sees her, he thinks she's even less attractive because she has a big chin. This is one of the few times Watson doesn't want to fuck a woman he encounters. Also, is Watson attractive? He has 1-3 wives, and Sherlock seems pretty enamoured. I always assumes he looks like the guy from the bbc adaptation, who is the most normal bloke you've ever seen
- the woman with the pince-nez is the murderer (although it's more of an accidental killing). She has been in prison in Siberia for years, so i don't know when she had the time to go to the opticians
- she's in the UK to break into her husband's house, steal his papers, and use the information to free her boyfriend, who is still jailed in Siberia. They were betrayed by the aforementioned husband. She hates him. He still speaks fondly of/to her
- when Sherlock and Watson first move in together, Watson tries to figure out what Sherlock's job is. He writes a list of everything Sherlock seems to know, including "astrology-nil", "botany-variable. Well up on belladonna, opium and poisons generally. Knows nothing of practical gardening" (they live in a flat?), "anatomy-accurate, but unsystematic" and "is an expert singlestick player, boxer and swordsman".
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poinsciuri · 6 months
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this is the most bullshit thing in all of genshin impact actually you're trying to tell me your 500+ year old mixed-gender not-technically-a-prison where people restart their lives and frequently choose to stay even after their sentences are up. has never had two residents get *married??*
do you want to know how long the penal colony in botany bay, australia existed before two convicts were wed?? less than a month
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stone-cold-groove · 7 months
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Fashion Flare-up circa 1969.
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oldshowbiz · 17 days
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Tom Kennedy's Wardrobe Furnished by Botany 500
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pyjamacryptid · 8 months
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The Romance Section
A ficlet I wrote in one sitting to see if I could 😅
TW: Accidental voyeurism, but barely anything is seen. It’s all fluff. First kiss. Merthur.
The search for a singular book should not be as arduous a journey as the trek to Moria, Daegal thought to himself.
The maze of his university’s library was a magical place, sure, but in the sense that only witchcraft could cause every single person to find themselves lost in it, at least once. Remembering the time he’d found himself in the psychology section instead of the botany section, Daegal had asked one of the librarians for the specific location of his book. The librarian had been a young man but he’d sighed like an ancient one when he scrawled across the scrap of paper and slid it across the desk to Daegal. Feeling awkward, he’d scurried off and moments later he found himself lost.
What an odd phrase, Daegal thought idly. To find himself lost. But he was. Very very very lost.
Daegal could hear but it was so indistinct it only confused him further. Pages rustled, a pencil scratched paper, keyboards clacked, a person coughed, a slight whisper.
The shelves were made of oak and just as tall as an oak, it seemed. They towered over Daegal and their canopy shaded him from the fluorescent lights. They wore signs; the framed paper next to him read 130 PARAPSYCHOLOGY AND OCCULTISM. Psychology was on the other end of the library from where he started, and he’d started at 400! He had been trying to find 500! How on earth had he ended up here again?
He sighed long and deep, his head so slumped forward he looked like a cane made of jelly. Well, this was the 100 section - in terms of the DDC anyway - so it was only logical that he’d just follow the shelves numerically until he reached 580, right? Mind made up, Daegal walked back the way he had come.
Ten minutes later, Daegal had bravely discovered the Literature section (Class 800) and was seconds from shouting. This being the quiet section of the library was the point; it would summon a librarian in moments who’d carry him off to safety kick him out instantly. Daegal, unfortunately, was a polite and responsible young lad and kept his mouth shut.
It was good he did because he heard indistinct quiet voices, much closer than any he’d heard in a while. Perhaps only an aisle or two away, even. This was good! If he found who belonged to the voices, they could hopefully direct him back to civilisation! (And not get him further lost).
Daegal crossed an aisle and then came upon a little nook. It was a small, square space bordered by two sets of shelves and two walls that joined into a corner. This must be one of the back walls of the library, Daegal surmised and, by the looks of the desks and armchairs, a desirable and cosy little place to read, too. If one could find their way out again, that is.
As he came upon the threshold of this small nook (the bordering shelves on either side of him), the voices - though still hushed - grew louder by proximity. It sounded like two people, unless someone wasn’t speaking of course. He looked about and there, to the left, was the back of a narrow head covered in dark, cropped hair and framed by overly large ears— Was that Professor Pryce? The head turned towards Daegal ever so slightly and— yes! It was! Red scarf and all!
Professor Merlin Pryce was his teacher for the history of plants in medicine this semester. It was Daegal’s favourite class, so far. Professor Pryce was a favourite of students, especially since he did all he could to make the subject interesting.
“I near developed atrophy when I took this class myself, it was so droll,” he’d told them. His guest lecturer, Dr Gaius Wynne-Jones, had smacked him round the head for that. Daegal had been shocked until the student beside him had informed him they were related or something.
Back in the library, Daegal opened his mouth to greet his professor like a shipwrecked man that had finally spotted a boat—
A second voice spoke, it’s owner just out of view, and Daegal suddenly remembered Professor Pryce wasn’t alone. Unable to escape his curse of politeness, Daegal peeked around the shelf he stood next to. It could be nothing, just idle conversation, but he didn’t want to interrupt or impose. Yes, this was technically public, but this was also a very quiet, almost private corner of the library.
The owner of the second voice turned out to be a second man, perhaps the same age as Professor Pryce. He had blond hair that swept over his forehead and wore something Daegal had heard people refer to as ‘business casual’. Ironed, black trousers, nice shoes and a peacoat, left unbuttoned over a dress shirt. He stood rather close to Professor Pryce and both of them seemed comfortable enough with it that Daegal assumed they must know each other either very well, for a very long time, or both. Daegal had never seen him around so it was unlikely he was a professor here, especially if he knew Professor Pryce. Professor Smith was always waiting outside his classroom to have lunch with Professor Pryce.
Professor Pryce and his friend appeared to be in deep conversation, based on how soft spoken they remained, their closeness and the— the way they were looking at one another? Daegal didn’t want to presume. It was hard not to though, when the blond man seemed to hesitate for a moment and then, as if he got a burst of courage, took Professor Pryce’s hand in his own. Then, as if naturally and without much thought, he cradled it, ‘til the back of Professor Pryce’s hand was against his heart.
“Merlin,” he murmured, louder than he had been since, as if it had been punched out of him. “You must know I…”
His voice faded away again.
Professor Pryce scrunched his brows at their intertwined hands, as if confused, and then blinked firmly, once, as if he thought he was seeing things. Nothing changed so he looked up, into his companion’s face. Professor Pryce must see what Daegal could unmistakably see, meters away and half behind a shelf, because he said “Oh, shut up.” and swooped in.
Daegal sprung back. He had been looking to make sure he wouldn’t impose! Not to actually impose! Panicked and praying to the library gods that he wouldn’t be heard and therefore actually interrupt, he scurried away again, as far away as he could.
He hoped he actually found the Psychology section again. Instead, he stumbled across Botany. Go figure.
A/N: I gave Merlin the surname Pryce in this little fic because Pryce means “son of Rhys” (as in, ap Rhys), and ‘rhys’ is in ‘Emrys’ so I thought that was fun and decided to try it out!
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saltygilmores · 1 month
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After seeing this post, @frazzledsoul and I have been busy pulling a Rory and making an exhaustive Chilton Vs SHH ProCon list. I'm surprised I could come up with so many Pro SHH points when I mock the school ever so relentlessly. As always feel free to chime in. CONS OF SHH School is located in Stars Hollow, Connecticut :( You have to go to school with Dean Forrester Shitty Principal & Guidance Counselor Lorelai Gilmore and Miss Patty are always hanging around the school looking for teenage boys to snack on Everyone in town knows your fucking business... except when they don't (like how Jess' classmates had no idea he wasn't going to school or that he supposedly pulled the fire alarm or stole 500 baseballs) and high school gossip has the potential to become Town Meeting material for a bunch of old retirees and other adult losers with no lives Your classmates talk about Rory Gilmore constantly.
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PROS OF SHH You get to go school with Jess (con: he's only there half the time) The cafeteria food presumably sucks, but you can nip right across the street to Luke's (even though you never actually see any high schoolers eating there except Rory and her crew) or to Doose's for snacks Lorelai Gilmore comes to give a presentation after school and you can humiliate her in front of the class Site of a famous homicide, get to hear your school's name on true crime podcasts for decades to come When Jess Mariano makes millions of dollars from his writing and is famous (after beating the murder charges) you can say you went to school with him When Shane Campbell becomes a famous homicide victim, you can say you went to school with her During gym class you can throw dodgeballs at Dean Forrester Little to no academic pressure so you can do whatever. A lot of substitutes because no decent teacher wants to teach there full time. Roll out the tv/vcr combo cart!
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CONS OF CHILTON English teacher is banging your mom DIet Logan (aka Tristan) (and even though he was expelled, you'll never truly get rid of him, because like cockroaches Tristans multiply fruitfully and he has dozens of clones at that school) Shitty Principal with a fake posh accent Shitty Guidance Counselor who doesn't impress upon you the important or existence of extra cirriculars and safety schools Can't be a lonely introvert in peace without the guidance counselor telling you you're a friendless loser Dorky uniforms Academic pressure out the ying yang, which may lead to Dropping Out Of Yale Everyone knows and spreads your fucking business here too and your high school gossip can become country club gossip for old ass high society people with nothing better to talk about
PROS OF CHILTON Madelyn and Louise hook you up with cute guys (and drugs, alcohol and parties, although that's happening at SHH as well, when you're living in The Hollow you have to numb the pain somehow) and provide you sexual wisdom and gossip Madelyn becomes famous multi millionaire after inventing the Amazon Alexa for the school business fair and you can say you went to school with her
School newspaper that nobody reads has many uses, like bird cage liner or spitball material Witnessing the burning hot homoerotic chemistry between Rory Gilmore and Paris Geller Every so often, you can manage to get away with shit (like skipping school to take a bus to new york city and nobody notices) (but don't you dare be late to an exam because you had a car accident) A variety of interesting after school clubs like botany, role playing, loom weaving, and hitting up all the rich kids who know where to find the best drugs
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Better lunches
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(Except when its White Bread Wednesday, Rory's favorite day):
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defconprime · 2 years
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Space Seed
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the-monkey-ruler · 1 year
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how long did swk study taoism and did he complete his training before he was kicked out?
Short answer: It took him about 10 years to find the place and another 10 years to learn. So he was gone for about 20 years.
Long answer:
When he left Flower Fruit Mountain it took him about 8 or 9 years (I would say 10 to make it safe) for him to find even a clue as to where an immortal would be. In that time it looked like he had learned and went from cities to towns and in the woods, learning about the human world on his own though there is little to say as he didn't seem to run into trouble or cause trouble in that time (besides stealing some poor sap's clothes).
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It was only when he found a Woodcutter that lived near the Master Puti did he finally have an idea of where to go.
He was able to join and from there trained for the first 7 years in the art of scholarly studies and botany. He was given general chores, etiquette, scriptures, writing, reading, and so on.
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It is only after 7 years that was he able to start training in a certain division from which there are about 360 different kinds. He was offered Method division, Schools division, Silence division, and Action division but denied each one but each one only asking for one that will give him immortality. From there of course he solved Master Puti's test and was able to get the oral formulas for immortality through the Dao.
He then studied ANOTHER 3 years on top of his 7 only to learn he would face three calamities for learning apparently the 'stolen' ways of immorality and this must protect himself from these calamities that being thunder sent from heaven after 500 years, fire to burn him alive after another 500 years and then a great wind to disintegrated him after about 500 years to make sure he is dead.
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Funny enough I don't think we see these things but either way, he was able to avoid them learning the 72 transformations under Puti. He wanted 72 over the normal 36 because that is more, and more is always better.
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It doesn't say how long it took Wukong to learn these transformations nor how long it took his supper sault cloud just that he practiced day and night. But considering that he started in his tenth year and left in his tenth year it must have been between those 12 months.
So if you wanna break it down.
9 years - looking for an Immortal
1 year - search near the Western Ocean
7 years - studied etiquette and scholarly pursuits
3 years - mastering his foundational studies
ending months - 72 transformations and somersault cloud
20 years altogether
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