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[incognitopolls]

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[starmocha]

ok so I know we're all taken in by colonel caleb and his complexity and i'm enjoying all the smut (🙏🏻💕) but i'm looking at him and thinking about how he'd react if mc got pregnant 'cause in ny head he'd react like I think sylus would as in he'd shower her in kisses while crying but imagine him being scared of holding the baby because of his arm, terrified of hurting that tiny being but the second he holds them the fear goes away and he's planting kisses on the top of the baby's head 🥹😭

CRYING. SOBBING. YEARNING. Anon, if you've been around my blog long enough, I have mentioned numerous times how my 3-part Caleb breeding kink (and pregnancy) series will happen. With the recent revelation about his arm, I was reflecting on how to tackle this series with regards to Caleb's character. I hope his future memories will also deal with this more, so we can get a better understanding of the changes and his own mental state regarding it.

omg ok we all probably know by now I am weak to the Caleb thoughts, so...so...just a little snippet. Just a tiny short snippet...

Sweet Little You

She was safe. They were safe.

Caleb watched with relief as you slept peacefully, exhausted after the grueling 34 hours of labor. He had dedicated his whole life to keeping you safe, protect you from dangers and prevent you from ever feeling pain, but in those long, slow hours, he had felt so utterly helpless as he watched you braved through the tribulations of motherhood.

He knew you were strong, knew that you were more than capable, but it did not deter his innate desire to shelter you.

It had only been a few hours since the baby was born, he realized, as his large hand rested on your head, gently smoothing your hair. He could still see your tears, heard you crying as you poured all of your strength into delivering his baby. You had gripped his hand so tightly, and though that right hand of his could no longer feel anything, his heart still did, torn apart at every scream, every sob that passed your lips. He did his best to encourage you, reassured you that everything was going well, that soon you both would meet your little one.

He wasn’t sure if what he had said helped or not, but you had still held his hand, holding tight to him just like long ago when you two were little. Maybe you still needed him, still wanting to lean on him like you used to.

He bent down and placed a soft kiss on your temple. “Thank you, my darling.”

Caleb’s ears perked up, hearing the sudden quiet fussing of his newborn. He looked to the hospital bassinet placed close to your bed. The baby was starting to stir, waking up from a peaceful slumber.

He quickly moved closer, his paternal instinct kicking in. He bent down lower, his voice softer than normal. “Hey, hey there, little one,” he said, about to reach down for the baby, but he paused, worried.

The baby’s face scrunched up, its cries still soft, but steadily growing just a bit louder. Panic briefly passed Caleb’s features, suddenly unsure of his own ability as a father. He could hear you stirring behind him, but he didn’t want you to wake yet, knowing you still needed more rest. He pushed down his own feeling of anxiety, and he bent down again, gently scooping the baby up.

The baby was so small, he couldn’t help but think, being able to hold the baby within his two hands. He readjusted his hold, cradling the baby within his arms, and his heart felt like it was slowing in time, his breathing almost stilling entirely as it finally seemed to clicked in his mind that he was holding his baby. This little baby, conceived from the love between you and him, was now here, in his arms, and he could barely stifle the sob that almost wanted to escape, his heart suddenly overwhelmed with so many different emotions ranging from disbelief to amazement and finally profound, unconditional love.

The baby’s cries ceased, replaced by soft cooing, and Caleb let out a breathless laughter, his earlier anxiety slowly receding. He still wondered about his capability, but more than that, he wondered how it was possible to love someone you had just met. When his eyes drifted up, settling over your sleeping form, he almost laughed again, realizing he had never found the answer to that question, having always been a willing victim of “love at first sight.”

He shifted his gaze back down to the tiny baby in his arms, his lips resting over the infant’s forehead, the sweet scent of the newborn filling his nostrils, and a warmth unlike anything he had ever felt before filled his chest.

“Welcome to the world, my little one,” he whispered, “We’ve been waiting for you.”

[canisalbus]

My sibling couldn't remember Machete's name and kept calling him Hatchet, so then we started imagining Machete's distant cousin from the countryside. Hatchet does not understand politics nor does he have an opinion on religion, all Hatchet knows is potatoes and chickens. And dirt.

Hatchet sounds like a stand up guy.

[dunmeshistash]

do you have translated pages of stuff about plant monsters?

[boytumms]

Lets say fig ate some whole seeds like watermelon seeds or something smaller even.. would they grow to plants in his stomach?

Normally he wouldn’t eat the seeds because they’re so big for him, probably about the size of his fist, but maybe he’d try if someone dared/tricked him into it… with his weaker digestive system, his stomach wouldn’t be able to break it down and his mana would actually help it sprout! Letting it grow too much would be dangerous for him and he’d need the help of another fairy to get the seedling out of his belly before it gets too big

[askvenomswapthaniyel]

Since you two live in a jungle. How….often does Brad get messy?

"I remember... I often had to tidy him up after many tumbles in the rainforest."

"Even back then, he was so stubborn and independent... but he humored this worried old man. Stood still as I picked leaves and sticks from his hair and cleaned up his scrapes..."

"...Those were simpler times. I sometimes wish we could go back..."

"...But time only ever moves forward."

[arttsuka]

Can you draw Audrey 2 beating the shit out of Loki Laufeyson?

I think they'd be frenemies-with-benefits not beat each other up

[ekingston]

Would you rather have you art or your fic go viral?

gosh golly anon going viral doesn't carry the best of connotations, but as much fun as creating art might be my heart will always be more invested in the things i write. so allow me to ply my wares here for a shameless moment:

Multi-chapters

You & Me & Holiday Wine (M)

The Shape of Soup (M)

One-shots

Be Still My Beating Heart (E)

Penne for your Thoughts (G)

By Way of Wit (M)

Oh Oh Oh (I’m on Fire) (T)

Liar Liar Plants on Fire (G)

Tickled Ink (T)

[tmos-time]

your sollux look like Unyun

thanks anon, lol

[redux-iterum]

If a molly shows interest in becoming a matriarch apprentice, does she need to have finished her warrior apprenticeship? Or can she just switch?

I am not shitting you, there is a genus of plant (Anronychia) whose flowers are described as "bisexual".

The rest of the information was just too god damn good and funny not to share. The implications.

[esotheria-sims]

Wow, these pictures of Aruena are stunning! Love the background! But may I ask where you got the big planter with the orchids from please?

Hey, nonners! Aww, thanks a bunch! ^^ [post in question]

The planter actually consists of two meshes that I put together for the picture! 🌸

Planter urn from Phoenix_phaerie's Manor House Garden set

Felixandre Gatsby Orchid Vase. It's a 4t2 conversion, but I don't know who the converter is or where I got it from... so here's a reupload. Note that it's a bundled file (mesh + recolors), so you shouldn't try to delete the recolors from within the game!

[incognitopolls]

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[brian-in-finance]

Cait big birthday donor strikes again. 🎁🎂❤️

$10,479 - Anonymous donated

"Wishing you Caitríona a fabulous birthday and many many happy returns🎂🍾🎉🎁 May all your wishes come true!!! Kudos to Project CaiTREEna and OTP!"

Thanks for the message, Anon. 😃 That’s fantastic! I’ve been waiting since Friday for the final 2024 total before posting “you.”

Twitter

Donation Page

Once more a very generous person/group anonymously donated to Project CaiTREEna, commemorating Caitríona’s birthdate. 🥳

Considering the donor paid in U.S. dollars, it makes sense the donor is American or U.S.-based, right? Just for fun, imagine if the donor was a Scot, for example.

First, the donation template automatically sets the currency to match one’s IP address, so a Scot would donate in British pounds:

Wow! 😳 That’s more than 1.3 times the original donation.

Second, they would write Caitríona’s birthdate as Day Month Year — 4 10 79:

Wow! 🤯 That’s more than five times the original donation.

And what if the generous donor was more detail oriented? The birthdate would be 4 10 1979:

Wow! 😵 That’s more than 513 times the original donation.

Imagination aside, $10,479 U.S. is a lot of money, and everyone’s donation, regardless of its size, makes a difference. 🌲🌲🌲

Remember… when I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness. I would almost say that they save me, and daily. — Mary Oliver, When I Am Among The Trees, Thirst, 2006

[canisalbus]

Sometimes I still think about Hatchet, safe me non-canon eccentric potato farmer cousin safe me

Sillies aside, I love side-characters like "yaas characters that mostly interact with each other talk with that other guy". All the different sides of a character that you can only explore with the presence of a third person and the ways stabilized dynamics can chance under different presences its *chefs kiss*

Also as an end note, Machete deserves more people that try to connect with him and make him feel appreciated. Even if its his weird cousin that is probably a communist and doesn't know what a tumblr is (he's barely in his 30's)

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[pancakeke]

hey just wnated to give a tip dont use tap water for the marimos, leave it out for 24 hrs, if possible use pond water or something with natural bacteria 🫡

I understand that you had good intentions by trying to give advice, but please understand that if I wanted advice I would have requested it.

and I'm really really not trying to be mean to you here, but this is a good example of how not knowing the context of someone's situation and then giving unsolicited advice can spread misinformation.

using pond/creek/river water for anything other than a pond jar is a bad idea. the contaminants this may introduce to an aquatic system far outweighs the benefits good bacteria may provide. potential water quality issues should be assessed by testing first. changes should be made based on test results, and only by means of safe chemical or bacterial additives.

good bacteria is most useful for eating up detritus and fish waste before its decay can create chemical imbalances in a tank. but I don't have any critters that poop and my marimo have never appeared to shed dead parts. if anything they generate more living tufts of algae that then start looking for a place to anchor themselves, which is a whole different problem.

again, sorry if this comes off rude but I see sooo much misinfo spread around the houseplant subreddits I follow as well as on instagram. a lot of it comes in the form of unsolicited advice that doesn't directly address anything at hand.

the (serious) fish/aquarium hobbyists are way more likely to be straight shooters, though I guess that comes with the territory when the hobby has a higher barrier for entry and it's easy to do tests that can back up your claims lol

my marimo have been cute and doing fine for the 6 years I've owned them. the only reason I killed one recently was because I neglected them all completely for months. I'm going a little more extreme with their setup now (like adding pumps and stuff) because this would either extend the time they can be left alone OR I'll want play with their habitat more, which means I'll check them more. also once I started looking at the types of aquariums equipment out there it all seemed fun and I wanted to get silly with things.

[boytumms]

A boy eats at an exotic restaurant and orders raw mushrooms from some very hidden island, it’s super expensive and delicious, however due to improper cooking, it takes root in inside him and rapidly spreads.

In just a few days, spores dispersed and more shrooms grow inside his stomach. He’s looking bloated to the point his tummy is red. He’s hopes it’ll pass, and some of it does travel into his lower intestine only to start spreading itself there as well.

He’s growing fast and out of control, plugged from his backside and unable to throw it up either. It spreads so much his mouth becomes full until he’s unable to speak, throat stretched out and only creating more.

He has shrooms growing out either side, the fungus exposed and reaching for another place to grow. Just one spore reaches his cunt and it’s over. His womb bulges with more mushrooms. He’s stuffed full from all ends to the point the shroom caps are bulging out his holes.

He tries to contact the restaurant for help, hoping they might know how to stop the growth, and they tell him they'll help if he comes back after hours. He manages to stumble his way there with his engorged belly, still swelling with mushrooms, but when he arrives, they knock him out and he finds himself tied up and locked in the cellar instead. Now the restaurant has their own personal mushroom farm, they just let his belly swell and keep him full to the brim with mushrooms spores so they keep on growing forever