#Grape Planting Machine

[marrow-bone]

I cannot overstate the value of native 'weeds' and green manure practices. I've been having fantastic luck with my vegetable garden because I've let the native smartweed, goldenrod and falsenettle just go ahead and grow instead of picking every piece out, and then I just go in and lazily pluck out the pieces that are getting a bit too big for their britches every once in a while and let them fall where they stood; I even bring in clippings from around the yard to sprinkle in there, too. The result is my plants have protected roots, more water retention, more valuable mulch decomposing around them, and when I do need to clear a spot, there's only the easy-to-deal-with weeds in the way. Plus some of them make for great animal fodder! I don't have to remove everything I didn't plant, only pluck the tops by hand every now and again, and even if the weeds weren't giving back nutrition by decomposing, I have more nutrients than I know what to do with anyway because I have two compost areas and a worm bin inside (get a worm bin, seriously, they're great, and can fit under a sink)

I highly recommend checking your area for master gardener guilds, because they can be a wealth of information, plus a great resource for acquiring native species that are hard to find. Natives are better in literally every way; the only non-natives I have anymore are edible or larger pieces I keep for other utility or nostalgia.

Imagine if baking bread was a skill any person living independently in their own house needed to have at least a passing familiarity with, so there were endless books, blogs and websites about how to bake bread, but none of them seemed to contain the most basic facts about how bread actually works.

You would go online and find questions like "Help, I put my bread in the oven, and it GOT BIGGER!" and instead of saying anything about bread naturally rises when you put yeast in it, the results would be advertising some kind of $970 device that punches the bread while it's baking so it doesn't rise.

Even the most reliable, factually grounded sources available would have only the barest scraps of information on the particularities of ingredients, such as how different types of flour differ and produce different results, or how yeast affects the flavor profile of bread. Rice flour, barley flour, potato flour and amaranth flour would be just as common as wheat flour, but finding sources that didn't treat them as functionally identical would be near impossible. At the same time, websites and books would list specific brands of flour in bread recipes, often without specifying anything else.

An unreasonable amount of people would be hellbent on doing something like baking a full-sized loaf of bread in under 3 minutes, and would regularly bake bread to charred cinders at 700 degrees in an attempt to accomplish this, but instead of gently telling people that their goal is not realistic, books claiming to be general resources would be framed entirely around the goal of baking bread as fast as possible, with entire chapters devoted to making the charred bread taste like it isn't charred.

Anyway, this is what landscaping is like.

[oh-a-very-toxic-octopus]

Outdoor exhibits at the Norwegian Road Museum.

That tracked dozer was particularly cool to see as I'd just finished reading Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath when we visited. This machine would be about the same age and overall look as the new tractors that took over from the tenant farmers at the start of the book.

The second orange excavator caught our eye, too. Looking at it — animated not by hydraulics but steel cabling, its scoop set the wrong way around, all the tension pulling in the wrong directions — really makes you realise how refined modern machinery is. I wonder how much faster than the workers that old POS really was. Bet it broke constantly.

[mmwm]

INDEPENDENCE DAYS #62

[fatkish]

Hi there, hope you're well! I always love your hybrid stuff, so I wanted to request (BullHybrid!Tengen + CowHybrid!Wives) x CowHybrid!Reader please! HCs for the bunch of them being a proper little herd.

Tengen + Wives x Reader: Hybrid AU

Life had always been good on the Ubuyashiki Farms. Kagaya Ubuyashiki and his wife Amane were the owners of Ubuyashiki Farms, a hybrid farm

Ubuyashiki farms were mostly well known for their wine, jams, dairy and apple products

Many different hybrids lived here and helped the family out by providing them with things like wool, milk, eggs, etc

Many of the male hybrids helped out in the fields, planting and helping care for the grapes, and various berry plants, while the females helped in the apple orchards

Among the hybrids was the Uzui herd. This herd consisted of Tengen Uzui, the stud bull, and his three female cows, Suma, Makio and Hinatsuru

His wives spent a lot of time helping out in the orchards and helping with the production of wine and jams whilst he spent his time helping with the more heavy duty stuff like manual labor

The hybrids are treated well and highly respect the Ubuyashiki family, since they respect them and treat them so well

Tengen and his girls or wives as he call them, have their own little barn that they sleep in, as do all the hybrids

One day, Kagaya called Tengen over and told him that a new hybrid would be arriving at the farm and that he wanted Tengen to help them get settled in

Tengen agreed to help the newcomer get settled, but he was surprised to hear that the new arrival was a hybrid hybrid

To be specific, they were the offspring of a cow and sheep hybrid, meaning they’d produce wool and milk

Such hybrids were rare and Uzui was excited to see one, and he wasn’t disappointed

You arrived on the farm around midday and you were very skittish, and easily spooked

When Tengen went to greet you, you yelped and tried to hide behind the truck that brought you there

You peeked out at him and were extremely nervous but Kagaya came to the rescue

Kagaya introduced himself as well as his wife and welcomed you to the farm

You sheepishly accepted his welcome and you followed Tengen as he showed you around the farm

The previous farm you came from wasn’t able to properly provide care for you since it wasn’t a hybrid based farm

Your wool is of high quality and you spend a lot of time caring for it and grooming it. You also have horns that you have to maintain and shape with special tools that way they don’t grow too long

Eventually you met Tengen’s wives who thought you were just the cutest with your soft fluffy wool

You’ve since become a part of the Uzui herd

Suma loves snuggling with you and cuddling into your wool

Hinatsuru helps you with grooming the wool you can’t reach and helps you care for it

Makio helps you before and after you get sheared, since you get hot and cold easily. And she helps you sand down your horns

Tengen is the one who shears you, he trims up places like between your legs and trims the fur on your ears before shearing your wool off in one big fleece

You’ve come to trust Tengen and since he’s so much larger than you, it’s easier for him to shear you

After you’ve been sheared, Tengen and his wives will cuddle with you at night to help keep you warm with the absence of your wool

Tengen will wrap you in a blanket if you need it and he’ll snuggle you

You’ve taken to working in the winery and you help make jams. You tend to do more indoor work due to your difficulty with handling temperatures

Tengen is also the one who milks all four of you, he does it by hand since the machines scare both you and Suma

When it comes time to breed you, Tengen makes sure to be through with each of his wives and you

Sadly due to the fact that your a mixed hybrid, you’re infertile, but Tengen still breeds with you since it helps with your milk production due to the stimulation and hormones from breeding

Tengen makes sure to look after the four of you and makes sure that each of you are eating and are healthy

When it comes to nighttime, he makes sure that the barn is secure before he returns to the cuddle puddle, as you and Suma call your guys’s bed

[wonderjanga]

I love your headcanons!!! Do you think that with Fawcett being a time bubble and magical influence and when new technology is introduced to the city that it changes? Like the engineers study magic as well due to the proximity to the Rock of Eternity? I'd imagine like perpetual motion machines do exist and parts of the plumbing system are fantastical magic animals. Like the old telephone wires are autonomous snake-like entities that Marvel has to untangle sometimes. (They do get tangled up). It's all very surreal and dream logic stuff.

I would love to see what's under the hoods of their cars. Do they run on pixie dust or dragon tears? Are there small sprites keeping it all together?

I’ve actually never really thought about this but here are some ideas! I think they would study magic when getting engineering degrees cause I’m pretty sure they’d just think of it as apart of engineering maybe. Like for example, when building houses they’d make fairy doors in certain places. I also think that instead of Lightbulbs for street lamps they hire fairies every night to make themselves light up. They get payed in pretty stones. Detectives can hire ghosts to help solve crimes. I think their cars run on either, but they’d be higher quality gas so most people would use normal gas. I also think there would be lawyers who work specifically with cases about fae. There’s gonna be lawyers to get that first born back. People might use magical herbs in everyday cooking too. Like someone might get a dried leaf called mystic petals because when ground up, they taste similar to sugar. (The plant makes hair, skin, and eye color more vibrant) One of the teachers at an elementary school is a Lich that has nothing better to do but teach. Or a Centaur works as a PE teacher. I also think that Fawcett could be so affected by magic that the buildings and sidewalks could be sentient. Like a little kid’s about to trip on a crack and the pavement moves the crack out of the way. Or someone who’s vandalizing a building gets hit in the face when the building pushes a brick out. Certain roads seal up their potholes, and maybe Billy is running down an alley being chased or something and the alley walls close up behind him cutting his pursuers off. The flowers grow all year around in a certain part of a city, it could be hot all the time in another, it could snow frequently in another, and trees could start turning orange and letting leaves fall in another because of the presence of spring, summer, fall, and winter fairies who split Fawcett up into small kingdoms. Billy oversees their diplomatic affairs. You find Santa at the grocery store buying cookie mix because “it’s cheaper here than at the North Pole”. The Spirit of Halloween would start pestering people in beginning of September to put up their Halloween decorations. The Easter Bunny would be a local attraction to go see, as it would be in a meadow every Easter making eggs and giving them to other bunnies to go hide. There’d be tones of restaurants in Fawcett with from from multiple creatures. You can go to a small place on 45th, where you can order from fairies who make sandwiches and soups using traditional fairy recipes and herbs. Or a small stand ran by orcs who sell Owlbear on a stick and roasted Blood Hawk legs. There could be a pair of yetis who sell snow cones using snow from the Himalayas. They have human flavors like grape, and yeti flavors using fruits grown from their tribes. When zombies crawl out of their grave, there’s insurance for both the damage to the coffins and the ruined grave and for people who get bitten. Doctors tweaked the polio vaccine for zombification. Wind elementals help people they favor when they fall. Water elementals help move snow from roads. Earth elementals help with construction. Fire elementals help melt down metals for jewelry stores and factories. Harpies sing for crowds. Gelatinous Cubes can be used as lubricants for machinery and extremely strong glues. I also think the rock messed with time. There are dinosaurs displayed at the zoo. Certain buildings look like they’re from different eras. Gothic architecture, favored by vampires. Victorian architecture. Neoclassical architecture. Also there are wyvern. Though they’re all the size of vultures. They’d have multiple different scale colors which have been made into jewelry or bags. Animal rights activists heavily protested that, and did the same thing they would do to mink coats in the 90’s to the dragon scale items. They threw paint on them. Mimics have exterminators to sniff them out. Shapeshifters wear certain tags while in magical form so they won’t get flagged for animal patrol. There’s also a bunch of other races such as lamia, gorgons, lizard people, homuncules, and goblins.

[samkat10423]

More SV-Victorian

So, I'm back! Went out-of-town for one of those family vacations. This time, it was a camping trip. Luckily, I was well prepared with a bottle of wine for each day of the trip. Anyway, once I got back, I unwound by working on SV.

This little lot was originally created by that group of simmers who made that Disney world a year or so ago. The original name of the lot was Casey's Corner Store, and it was one of the grocery stores in the Magical Kingdom part of their world world. I got rid of the rabbithole building in a basement, since 1) I use rugs, and 2) I made this into a small wine shop. Then I recolored the whole thing. Originally, it was pink and bright white and reminded me of a bottle of Pepto Bismol that had just exploded. But I liked the building. It fits in well with the rest of the town. Since it is a nectary, I added that tiny vineyard to the side of the building using @grandelama's grape fencing and all of the game's grape plants. I still need to add a few spawners.

Inside, was more of the Pepto-pink - that I got rid of. Other than that, the layout is the same. I just got rid of all their furnishings and placed my own. Same with the tables outside. The only thing I kept were the counters where the cash register is. And viola! It was done! Go, me!

You probably noticed that there are currently no wine bottles in the racks. That's because I build stuff in one town, save the finished lot to my library, then place it in my "play" town. So, there will be bottles eventually.

Then, over where the Roomies used to live in modern SV, I placed this lot. It was built by Kyria for her St. Mary Meade world that she and some others built ages ago. It's her Tennis and Cricket Club.

Well, we don't have cricket in our games, but we do now have functional tennis courts thanks to @riverianepondsims. So a HUGE thank you to her! Anyway, I basically deleted the fake tennis court and fake bleachers that were here in the back of the lot, and placed river's court. Then, where those tables with umbrellas now are, there was that game that came with base-game - pins sims can knock over. Can't remember what it's called, but I already have it in Central Park, so I decided to give my stupid sims something else to do here.

There wasn't much inside - just that bar and 1 table. So, I gave them 2 activities - a poker game, created by @mspoodle1 and that dominos game that came with one of the later EPs. Upstairs there were even less items - a weight machine and treadmill. And since I already have a gym, I deleted them and placed some tables and a buffet. And another lot done!

If you're wondering about all those plants you see in the first 2 pictures, they are from the adjoining lot. It's where that apartment pool used to be. It's a really pretty, little lot. I not sure if it currently has any spawners, but placing some will be all that I do to it.

[nogacheloveka-blog]

The Bad Sanses somehow ended up in the Backrooms. №14

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This is the translation of the another post from Russian to English. I understand English, but it is very difficult for me to write in English, so I asked chat GPT to help me. I have corrected some parts, but there still may be mistakes.

There will be no romantic lines in this story. I don't think it's appropriate to introduce romance, the story just isn't about that. Perhaps there will be some hints (I love some pairing and polyamory in the gang), but this work is just a research and hobby for me, a platform for experiments. Killer is just fooling around because he gets an interesting reaction in return.

Well, now I want to experiment with the number of images. I will be adding more relevant illustrations to the text. For now, I'll start with two or three and see how it turns out. I don't think I'll have time to add the gang to all the images, but perhaps in the future, I'll do.

What Error identified as an "exit" turned out to be a broken arcade machine. The power cable was torn and led to a small dirty puddle, one of the walls was scratched with claw marks, as if a wild beast had sharpened its claws on it, and the coin slot was overgrown with moss. But Error was convinced that this thing could serve as a way out of here (he sees more than the others), when they look around. After all, they have just arrived. However, level 25, where the arcade machine presumably led, was a good opportunity to choose their own path ahead (Nightmare was happy to have the chance to predict his own life).

The description of level 23 in the database described the ruins of a past civilization. Engaging in archaeology would not be amiss. Moreover, in addition to items, human organizations hunted for information (Killer understood their curiosity). Old bricks, ruins, a couple of rusty coins, sketches of various architectural styles - the group looked with admiration (except for Error) at their boss, who surprisingly well oriented himself in the value of archaeological finds.

Many of them sometimes forgot that their boss had lived a long life and loved learning new things.

The group's inventory, although it allowed carrying many items, was limited and had already been filled with essential items. They had to choose. Some things were discarded based on data from the Backroom database, some did not represent historical value. Mostly, the subordinates of Nightmare were engaged in the search: Killer brought everything he saw, while Horror enthusiastically searched for edible and medicinal plants.

Dust was the only one who purposefully searched for artifacts. He admired Nightmare's skills and was interested in learning more about history from him. Forest butterflies flocked to him. It even seemed to Dust that they were trying to help him in his search within their capabilities. Perhaps it was his imagination. But he managed to find a couple of interesting frescoes and fragments of some strange tools, which Nightmare identified as "valuable".

Some of the finds resembled musical instruments, some looked like weapons or tools. They seemed damaged, but Killer's attempt to break one of the ancient items failed: they turned out to be surprisingly strong.

Horror found wild grapes and a bunch of snails on them. It took him a couple of days to prepare the snails (each of them knew about snails from the old lady), but the berries tasted good. As if the plant came here not from the forest, but from the plantation. That explained the snails.

Error used strings to catch animals and let Horror cook it. It was just rational. The big guy could cook well. In a way, Horror bought Error's loyalty. For now.

Overall, they stayed in these forests for about two weeks and did not notice any signs of a possible way to get to their home dimension. It seemed that the human settlement was also too far from the place where they were (Enrico could have had a hard time). And everything that people knew, they immediately published on Reddit or the knowledge base, and they had not yet come across any secret communities. The latter was very disappointing Nightmare.

With some caution (the dimension-killer could play a trick on them, but going all the way back was too tedious. They were, after all, Sanses), the group returned to the arcade machine by a shortcut.

It was standing there.

Waiting for them.

Error could not make it work just like that. He saw the executable code for moving to level 25. But the Backrooms did not allow him to change or initiate anything. Fortunately, there was a real thing in front of him. And the code for moving was launched manually. He just needed to reconnect the wires and microchips that would do all the work for him.

Error stuck his hands inside the broken machine and released the threads. They slid inside, weaving through the broken parts. The power source was still working - the cord outside was decoration.

The mechanism seemed complex, but Error only needed to fix what was involved in executing the code. It took some time, but the Destroyer managed to do it. The machine still looked deactivated, and its screen remained dark. But inside, music could be heard, and the coin slot glowed with light bulbs. One of the ancient coins they found managed to squeeze inside. Now they just needed to press a few buttons, simulating the game. Killer happily pounced on the levers and keyboard. After a few actions, Error began to reboot, and Killer got into the game - it seemed that the arcade machine contained some kind of fighting game. It was difficult to orientate oneself by the sounds of battle, but the skeleton got carried away and played until the transfer worked.

They all appeared in the hall, level 25. The second crossroads of the Backrooms. Many arcade machines, billiards, mini-bars, soda machines, ping-pong and other entertainment.

Killer immediately offered to play something. He playfully used his body as a bet.

Nightmare belongs to Jokublog Killer belongs to RahafWabas Dust belongs to Ask-DustTale Horror belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios Error belongs to CrayonQueen Cross belongs to JakeiArtwork

[justkeeponsimming]

Hex has just enough gardening skill to plant most of the crops in her inventory.

She took a gardening class whilst she was at university, thinking it would be a couple of extra, easy credits. Little did she know that her skills would really come in handy for a future business!

Strangely, as per the instructions on her nectar making machine, apples are the main ingredient for most nectar types. All of the grapes she foraged from her family’s farm on Windenburg Island are no use for now!

Luckily, the Sim God has visited the family farm frequently to add to the produce variety. Hex has perfect crops from most of the sim world updates. One day, she’ll have a tree full of perfect apples to make the best quality nectar in all of Chestnut Ridge!

After a long, hot afternoon, Hex finally finishes planting all of her crops. She wipes her arm across her forehead, smearing dust across her face. She makes a note to make a staff bathroom with a shower a priority once the business makes money!

Hex won’t have time to visit the New Appaloosa Nectary until after her wedding. She snaps some photos of her progress and sends them to her criminal contact, Gabriella Avila. Hopefully the progress of her business will show how dedicated she is to opening up new opportunities for the Llama Gang!

[muchi13kitty]

Name: Fake Mead❁w

(His real name is Eddie)

Age: 118

Birthday: May 19 Gender: Girl ♀

She measure: 1.75cm Weight: 55kg

She speaks: Mexican 100%

(she speaks it very nice)

English 90%

Japanese 5% (when he speaks japanese his becomes like cinnamoroll from sanrio)

Italian 20%

She is half: Jack Russell terrier, abyssinian kitten, axolotl, weddell seal and a Little bit of human

powers: electrocute (only sometimes electrocutes) multiply (that is, make a million clones of himself) with his plasma from his hand he can launch a large rainbow thunder with butterfly sweet flowers kompeitō and cute things (something like things from Sanrio) he can also Heal anyone like their hug can also explode like a nuclear bomb. Those who have butterflies, many colors, flowers, etc. but it can start an apocalypse of joy where everything becomes beautiful, colorful and cheerful and can read your mind only sometimes can become is a lion called Shido that only turns into a lion on October 27 and ends on November 5

her skills: Fake Meadow knows how to play the trumpet, the saxophone, the violin and the piano she learns very quickly she knows how to cook very well she knows how to fly in her an old umbrella (yes she has an old umbrella but it allows her to fly very high like an airplane) she knows kung fu and taekwondo with 2 taekwondo kicks he is destroying you your face he can change on the walls and the ceiling he knows how to escape from trees and land on his feet like a cat he has the nose of a dog and knows a lot about smells he can smell blood like sharks if he If you cut off a leg or an arm, someone will quickly believe him. He knows many remedies to cure you. He can talk to animals and can understand any language, even alien language. His fangs have poison with a single crunch. You can die. He sometimes sucks a little blood knows how to do Morse code or sign language knows a lot about mathematics has an elephant's memory, that is, having a memorable memory capacity, being able to not forget anything knows how to write with cursive letters and can turn its head like an owl she can revive plants and flowers with a single touch She can dodge anything without making any movement and she has good aim, meaning she can hit anything from a distance she can break many things with her head she can break can make magic dust that can make anything fly up to the ticket box She knows how to do super epic parkour, she dances very cool, she can even break dance, she can also climb a rainbow and also find the end of the rainbow Fake Meadow can also turn into a can if a machine crushes her she will turn into a can.

You can tame with: heart-shaped cookies with jams candy-shaped candy and heart-shaped gummies (It's her favorite snacks)

She eats: apples carrots cucumbers bones I know of human animal or creatures frogs candy Taro waffles cookies meat pizza tortillas tacos tortilla chips nopales chops beef head hearts pears shrimp bread nachos grasshoppers (I'm from Mexico and here she eats grasshoppers like a snack) oranges grapes watermelon lemons (Fake Meadow doesn't taste sour to a lemon, it's like she's eating candy) pineapple piranhas fish sandwiches jam honey mangoes papayas prickly pears dragon fruit peanuts acorns hot sauces corn sunflowers pumpkins kiwi strawberries etc.

some facts about her: Fake Meadow has a skull and her skull is super hard and impossible to break something like the Pachycephalosaurus Fake Meadow likes to hug others and her hug is so relaxing that she can calm you down Fake Meadow is very kind and friendly no she has enemies, he is like a capybara, he also has great intelligence that has even surpassed a robot. Fake Meadow smells like flowers, honey and strawberries. Fake Meadow is very fast, he runs like a bullet in the air and he also knows how to fight very nice. Fake Meadow is an expert swimmer and can even live in water without any problem. Fake Meadow eats piranhas. Fake Meadow has two hearts, one is made with lollipops and the other is a realistic heart that marks the life of fake Meadow and we kill it and tear it out. Acquire two hearts, a virus will be activated like a zombie, only this is the virus of the joy (based on a Gumball episode that is my favorite) Fake Meadow becomes a kind of happy zombie Another thing if there is a zombie apocalypse and a zombie bites Fake Meadow she won't become one Fake Meadow's blood is pink with glitter and tastes very sweet like a caprisun his pink eye allows him to see lost things and dangerous things. no boss can't defeat Fake Meadow because of his great kindness

Her blue bow looks like candy but that bow serves as a key that can open something

This pair of giant cotton balls are called "Mopon~ ÑOM" they are very cute and one of the two has a bell inside but it is impossible to know which is which and which is not sometimes it rings on one side other times on the other but oh well These also have feelings and can be prey the same as Fake Meadow

It has a pocket that can store many things Fake Meadow in its pocket It has bandages Band-Aids It also has 2000s flip phone It also has a piece of Metal and a tentacle (Please remember these two objects) and Chips for robots. A curious fact about Fake Meadow is that every time he picks up something metallic or a robot, Fake Meadow gets sad and feels very nostalgic.

Inside his Fake Meadow chest he has a very powerful element that is kindness, it looks something like this

Fake Meadow belongs to the "Flower Clan" she is the boss who can be whatever she wants and make her own rules there no one will do you any harm unless you are a person like Pizzahead because you can stay like that

Fake Meadow hates people like pizzahead

Meadow canssidy she loves Fake Meadow very much because she is his best friend

THE LIFE OF THE FAKE MEADOW

In an abandoned laboratory lived a mad scientist who was a Lesbian and her name was Tesshi (Tesshi looks like Pizzahead) One day she wanted to do something new, so in a cloning machine she put a lot of Glitter. Powdered sugar, a lot of gum, a little Meadow's hair, tired human blood, human eyes, axolotl veins, a small drop of baby Weddell seal blood and finally a Jack Russell terrier puppy and an Abyssinian kitten When Fake Meadow came out of the cloning machine Tesshi named her D-234 the first few days Tesshi loved Fake Meadow but then Tesshi became crazier than she already was and started torturing Fake Meadow

torture 1: Beatings torture 2: Electrocuted torture 3: Stretch muscles torture 4: Beaten with whips torture 5: electric water or hot water like lava torture 6: Tests like rabbits torture 7: they gave him knives to swallow torture 8: dog muzzle torture 9: abuse (she was abused once a month) Tesshi forced Fake Meadow to do something she didn't want

a Fake Meadow fell into the depths of the abandoned laboratory where he lived

but a giant octopus appeared accompanied by a rabbit with robotic parts because of experiments that attacked Fake Meadow but Fake Meadow hugged the giant octopus and they became best friends every afternoon Fake Meadow went to play with her two best friends one they decided give names but they all had names from experiments the octopus was named milan the rabbit Ray and Fake Meadow Eddie but one day Millan fell ill with a mysterious illness Fake Meadow tried to revive him but it was too late and two minutes later Ray died and with a painful heart Fake Meadow tore a tentacle from Milan and tore a piece of metal from Ray to remember his friends. 2 best friends One night Fake Meadow had a deep dream where she was in a field, flowers, clouds, etc.(it was the direct path to heaven) but Tesshi was electrocuting Fake Meadow one day Tesshi made a mixture that had a lot of chlorine acid shampoo and other things Fake Meadow had a plan to escape from that place the plan was going well but Fake Meadow tripped on a screw and Tesshi was able to catch her and Tesshi injected the strange mixture into her eye and her eye turned pink and the vision became increasingly blurry and bloody. Then Tesshi put Fake Meadow to sleep and performed an operation, he opened Fake Meadow's chest and Tesshi put a clock in Fake's heart. That clock seems to Fake Meadow to be her state of life and so Fake Meadow was tortured for 15 years. Tesshi hurt her Fake Meadow for Love one day Meadow canssidy entered the abandoned laboratory and when Meadow was fighting Tesshi Fake Meadow told Meadow to please get her out of that damn hell Meadow canssidy save Fake Meadow and that damn place and they became best friends

THE END.

Another fact about fake Meadow is that she went to heaven 19 times but then came back alive

[eating-the-inedible]

Here is a list of the inedibles that will be in this bracket

Lava

Orbeez

Orange Joe (fictional "beverage" that's a combination of orange juice and coffee)

Doll shoes

Dirt

Pen caps

Mercury

Watermelon tourmaline

Comet/scouring powder

Moss

Paper towels

Play-Doh

Drywall

Marbles

CD

DVD

Dice

Kinetic Sand

Coins 

Fiberglass insulation

3DS Stylus

Plastic Bottle Cap

Chapstick

Babybell Cheese Wax

Paper

Bouncy ball

Human meat

Venus (planet)

Cascade dishwasher pods

Acrylic Paint

Magnets

Molten glass

Pens

Sea glass

Silica gel packet

Leaves

Cocoa butter lotion

Antifreeze

Pencil Toppers, the lil eraser things

Sand

Tumbled amethyst

Rubber Ducks

The rubber balls from the game Cranium Cariboo

Polly pocket clothes

Poison Dart Frog

Snow

0.1 uF Film Capacitor

The sun

Metal

Eraser

Tide pods

Phone charger wire

Those free wooden pencils you get at ikea (just the wood shell not the lead)

Liquid nitrogen

Aquarium gravel

the weird science juice in the beakers in those stock images

Origami star

Styrofoam cup

Sticky note

Collar of shirt

This submission form

Plastic straws

Glow sticks

Oil paintings

Candle wax

Glass

Nickel sulfate solution/Nickel plating solution

Silicone wristbands

Seatbelt

The wax paper under your Poutine

Forearm (doesn't have to be one's own)

Asbestos

Candy wrapper

“Okay so technically this is edible but I’ve had urges to just take a huge bite out of certain sea creatures before. Like just a chunk from an orca or dolphin or great white or seal, etc.”

“Those stupid wooden spoons”

Furbies

Scotch tape

Artificial grapes (the wax/plastic ones for display)

phone

THE FLESH OF MY ENEMIES

Crystals

Fire

The goo inside  Stretch Armstrong

Headphone wire

Raw steak

Art

Small colorful rubber bands 

Tinfoil

Pencil lead

Cattails (the plant)

Foamy soap

Liquid soap

Bar soap

Flourite

Shiny rocks

Grass

A hunk of random fish swimming by

A live goldfish

Toothpaste

Styrofoam

Price Tag Fasteners

The moon

Pool noodles

Smol frog

Destroying angel mushroom

the smoke coming out of the grain refineries two Mike's out of Gary, Indiana, Usa

Popsicle sticks

Cardboard

My hat

The tiny rocks in school playgrounds

Gasoline

Blue laundry detergent

Spray foam insulation

Battery corrosion

Fiber optic cables

Packing peanuts

Your mother

Pond water

Dry ice

Alkali metals

Chocolate shampoo

Ping pong ball

Bricks, like the stuff you'd build with. Minecraft bricks even, if you want

Hoodie drawstrings

Horse treats

Chalk

Copper (II) Sulphate Water / Blue Science Rock + Blue Science Juice

Ink

Floam

Fabric Paint

Oil paint

that one art piece of the banana taped to the wall

the hotdog somebody encased in resin

“the thin lego plates not the base plates but like the lego piece thats like 2x8 and they kinda look like hershey chocolate bar pieces”

One of those little hamsters

Model magic

Battery Acid (the drink)

manchineel apple

Rubber band ball

The lava lamp liquid

Blood

Rosin

Wax apples

That cake decoration that came with your slice and you're like 90% sure it's not edible... but what if ?

Soap bubble

Lush cosmetics' products

Plushies

Strawberry Shortcake's dolls with scented hair

Wood

Glue

Salt lamp

People who think children are not worth their consideration

Tarmac

Shampoo

Pennies

Poisonous berries

Chunky soft yarn

Crayons 

Rock

“whatever the Chuck E Cheese Ticket Muncher Machine is eating (it's not the tickets) (or the sound itself but that's neither a solid nor a liquid so this is just kind of holding hands with the hypothetical ticket muncher food)”

Snow globe liquid

Chisel tip whiteboard marker

Raw dough

Raw fuckin cactus. alive

Grape agate

Car seat

Succulents

Keys

Lock pick

Scrub daddy

Molten sugar 

Allergens

Lightning bolts

“Bark dust. Like the dirt/bark dust that's under the bark chips on a playground. Not the chips themselves. The dust.”

Clear deodorant

Apple earbud wires

Eggshells

Squinkies

Hello kitty sweatshirt zipper

Preshredded mozzarella cheese

Scrap metal

Rose

All of the rocks at a crystal shop

Origami polyhedron model

Bubbles mixture

Cupcake liners

Hair gel

Curtain rods

Incense sticks

Incense cones

Metal thing that attaches eraser to pencil

Windshield wiper fluid

Plastic pencil grips

Wooden ice cream spoon

Book

Tree

The liquid in levels

Vanilla extract

Aroace flag

Coil incense

California state testing “next question” button

Spackle

Forbidden coal iron french fries

Garage doors that look like chocolate bars

Plastic takeout box

Velvet

Weird anime girl hair

Freezable gel ice pack

Clouds

Necklace chains

Nail polish

Pencil Shavings

Pool floats

Bao Dumpling

Spray deodorant

0.1 uF Ceramic Capacitor

Vanillish (Pokémon)

Fondant

Really fancy pillars

Computers

Favorite song

Tumblr

“THE LITTLE ORBS IN THE MOUSE (aka trackballs)”

“Any cutesy anime character like Chopper or Pikachu”

Wooden fan blades

Balsa wood sticks

Those blankets that look like tortillas

Microwave

Milk and golden honey softsoap

Batteries

1x2 lego pieces

Light bulbs

Slightly melted lounge chair

Cork (the material)

Pineapple coke

Fingernails 

Sparkly lipgloss

Race Car Tire Marble

Gold trophies

Konjac sponge

Shirt

Mandy the Slayer / Orange Spyderco Dragonfly Knife

Malachite

Heater

Glasses Temples

Typewriter keys

EVA foam

Airplane

Sword

Crumbs in the couch

Children

My wife's arm/shoulder

Records

Yellow ACE bandages

Neon Signs

Scented candles

[waterdeep-weavemoss]

Changes

Unending, these lacerations to the soul. The summer sun in my skin like shrapnel, the surrounding heat of hell like a beam through my window. I shed it all, the layers of confidence and love and fat, left them in that arid soil where they rotted.

I blistered where they touched me, scarred with every betrayal: a patchwork, by the time I was gone. Flayed and fragile, the pieces were hardly worth saving, but I did anyway. I planted them, hoped and bled and wept.

I've seen hell. It's beautiful. It has twisting fig trees, groves laden with fruit, pomegranates and black grapes wild at the roadside. The food is good. The devil's eye is on you all the time.

I can still feel it, all this time and space later. It's far away, but never gone completely. I tuck myself away, pretend it doesn't exist. I self soothe. I'm no machine.

Things are changing with the seasons. Softening.

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[unidentifiedfuckingthing]

say more about "brain surgery tools and fixtures"

o well idk if theres that much to say about the tools and fixtures themselves but its obviously a similarly high stakes industry to aircraft & my gfs plant has just been having a lot of production & qa horrors recently lol. her plant produces all kinds of shit, bone screws and shit like that but also actual tools that go in your brain and the parts that hold it to your head or your spine, using cnc lathes & mills to make like EXTREMELY precision metal parts, like, if you run the machine at the wrong room temperature it'll go out of tolerance kind of precision. if you know the "surgery on a grape" robot thats the kind of thing im referencing. and this isnt a brag this is objective: my gf is like an actual machine savant. like horse whisperer shit. but recently she found out that a coworker was like either intentionally or just highly negligently making extremely bad parts, and then writing over all of the cmm data with a copy and paste of, specifically, her parts' measurements, sometimes even including leaving her name stamped on it, and had been doing this for every single part he made for like 6 months, & when she brought it to management they didnt want to do anything about it because this guy churning out scrap was keeping their "production volume" "passable". and like, Lower Stakes shit like incompletely deburring bone screws is the kind of thing that can give you blood infections and make you reject hardware, and actual brain & spine surgery parts failing can mean things like, for instance, driving a tool all the way through someones brain, and thats the kind of shit this guy was passing. a few years ago somebody got lobotomized by a tool failing that was made in another cell in this specific plant, so like, its not like this is an imaginary risk. and he was wrecking machines like multiple times every week so badly that she had to take like 6 hours replacing components on and recalibrating those machines instead of producing parts. he also was maybe trying to steal large volumes of blanks & scrap to resell. in the end he got fired for screaming at his boss

[bumblebeeappletree]

Jerry demonstrates a solution for tackling the fungal disease powdery mildew.

After many years of working on his garden, Jerry feels like it’s a well-oiled machine that is in good balance, but like any gardener he occasionally gets a pest problem that he has to deal with.

He makes a lot of organic remedies at home.

One regular problem that affects edibles and ornamentals in the subtropics is the fungal disease powdery mildew. Grapes and cucurbits are particularly vulnerable, especially if the leaves are wet at night, which is why it’s always better to water in the morning.

Jerry’s solution is milk, which has proved to be very effective.

He treats a golden rod plant in his garden, pruning off and binning the worst-affected foliage, as fungicide won’t repair damage already done.

He mixes up a milk solution spray, mixing it with water in a ratio of 1:5 (one part milk to 5 parts water). This is then sprayed all over the plant’s foliage.

Don’t make it stronger, because that can lead to other problems.

Timing is critical; spray in the cool of the morning, saturating the leaves to the point of run-off.

Filmed on Quandamooka, Turrbal & Yuggera Country in Brisbane, Qld

[victorluvsalice]

-->Okay, that’s enough Build/Buy shenanigans – time to actually get the trio DOING stuff! Smiler got sent to the new barn basement to put away their nectar, clean the maker, then squash up some more grapes, while I told Alice to lick herself clean and finish up her delicate bracelet and Victor to clean up the pet poop on the back porch and then head upstairs to bed. XD After taking a moment to check the calendar (and to cancel the pop-up holiday “Neighborhood Brawl” as it just isn’t my scene), I checked in on Alice – she not only finished her bracelet at “excellent” quality, she also developed a Like for Gemology in the process! Right after pinching her finger working the wire, so you know she was serious. :p I got her a Crystal Charging Grid and put her new bracelet out there to charge (it has the crystal that reduces negative moodlets faster, so we want it charged up), then had her go and stop Shock from eating chicken feed. Fortunately, one scolding is all it took for Shock to finally learn that she shouldn’t eat trash, and she and Alice had an adorable bonding moment right afterward. Awwww~ It’s nice when the pets actually behave!

Anyway – after opening up the MySim capsule she picked up a couple of sessions ago (just another Chef Gino; I promptly sold it), I had Alice scavenge (she found a couple of common upgrade parts) then head to bed to top up her energy. Smiler, meanwhile, after finishing up their nectar, got put on “make mechanisms” duty for a bit because I’m still working toward that Servo, damn it. Once they were done with that, they fed Toothy the cowplant, repaired a broken water collector, recycled the resultant trash pile (plus some more wraith wax) and played with Shadow…

--->And then 5 AM rolled around, and the farm chores could begin in earnest! I woke Victor up to tend to his greenhouse – only to discover he had spoiled food in his inventory and instead sent him to take care of that (and clean out the fridge too while he was at it). Smiler, as usual, got put on chicken duty, spreading a little feed and cleaning the coop, while Alice got sent to harvest the prairie grass in Moory’s pen (finding a hematite crystal – the kind that makes your Sim functionally immortal when charged – and a bottle of energy nectar in the process; the latter went into the aging racks downstairs). Victor rewarded himself for a good clean-up job with a Minty Mocha cupcake breakfast, then I had him get in his “gardening” outfit and sent him into the greenhouse to plant some fresh oversized crops and tend the garden. Alice moved on from taking care of the prairie grass to taking care of Moory (the cow needed a thorough clean today), while Smiler did a quick sort of the trash (gotta get those recyclables) before heading back to the chickens to chat with them and gather the eggs (three normal ones, two hatchable ones – the latter got sold as I’m not interested in more chickens at the moment). I then had Smiler join Victor in the greenhouse to apply some super vitality fertilizer to the new oversized crops, while Alice cleaned out Moory’s shed –

-->And then, out by the recycle machine, transformed into a werewolf! Because it had been a little while since she hung out in Beast form, and I figured it was about time she did some werewolf stuff. Like marking her territory in the front yard. XD I was THEN going to have her do some more scavenging and the like –

[renstears]

1𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 2𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 — 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐒, 𝐈

𝐩𝐫𝗼𝗺𝐩𝐭: “𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝗼𝐰 𝗺𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬, 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐝𝗼𝐧’𝐭”, “𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝗼𝐰 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠”, “𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐠𝗼𝐭 𝗺𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝗼𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬?”

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝗼𝐬, 𝗺!𝗺𝐜

𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝗼𝐫𝐲: 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝗼 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐫𝗼𝗺𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐛𝐥𝗼𝗼𝐝, 𝗼𝗼𝐜!𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝗼𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐲

𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝗼𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝗺𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝗼𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐝𝗼𝐧’𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐲 (~‾▿‾)~ 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝗼, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝗼𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 1 𝐚𝐬 𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐲 𝐭𝗼𝗼 𝐥𝗼𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐞𝐡𝐡𝐰𝐛𝐰𝐯𝐬𝐯𝐯𝐳𝐠

For the first time, he experienced the warmth of the sun. His emerald eyes swiveled around his surroundings.

A small, dark room contrasting the bright light shining through the window down upon his form. The heavy scent of lavender filled his nostrils with the plants flowing out from the creaks of the floorboards. Multi-colored glass bottles with different labels were stocked on every shelf; most were half-full or nearly finished. Weaved baskets were sitting on the window sills with some of them left unfinished and untouched for what seemed like ages. The ceiling was adorned with grape vines as the branches twisted in all directions to completely cover up the top part of the room.

He inhaled the smell and regretted it immediately when a piercing pain shot through his throat.

Slowly, but surely, he raised his slender hand to his view and blinked several times. The male looked down at his attire and touched the soft, white fabric that covered his chest and lower parts. It seemed as though he was wearing a white tunic and pants. He brought his knees to his chest with his orbs traveling to the clock that was hanging on the wall. His fingers rapped on his patella whenever the machine made a tick sound.

A sigh released from his dried lips as his head dipped down with his eyelids fluttering shut. He felt as if something was lacking, but what was it? His mind racked ideas to form possibilities, but it was only empty and clear, but he didn’t retort to anger immediately, rather, he only drowned himself in the heat of the sun and the music the clock created.

“Another day another pain—what the fuck—”

The viridescent orbs peeked through the gap of his knees and focused on the figure before him. He stood frozen in their spot with a bag full of red fruits hooked through his arm with his mouth wide open from shock and exasperation.

The person had strands of h/c hair that complimented his e/c pupils that shone with concern and horror when he saw the gradient-haired male. He wore a white shirt and simple black pants that went past his waist along with dark shoes. Around his shoulders was an inky-hooded coat that covered nearly most of his appearance, preventing the green-eyed male from seeing more of the person’s face.

A tense silence embedded between them. Both didn’t say a single word as they continued to stare at each other; one was in absolute shock and the other simply held curiosity. The male could see a bead of sweat rolling down the person’s face and didn’t point it out about it.

“Apologies for my language,” said the person and took a step towards him gingerly, “But may I ask how you got into my residence?”

His eyes nictated and opened his parched lips to respond, “I do not know.”

“E-Excuse me…?”

“I don’t seem to have the faintest idea where I am or what I am.”

“I see,” nodded the said male, “Do you not know what species you may be? A demon or a mythical creature perhaps?”

“I do not seem to have a clue.”

“Ah…may I know your name?”

The unknown man started to pick on the strands of his tunic and stopped looking at the male, “I do not have one.”

Though he could not see it because of the hood, he could tell the male furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“Then what do people call you?” he asked; bit by bit, he started to make his way towards the enigmatic stranger.

The sound of the strands snapping on his tunic filled the room. His eyes still fixated on it and took a while to answer the male’s question.

“Nothing.”

That word explained everything he felt and thought. He doesn’t know why he’s here. He doesn’t know how he got here. He feels empty and he does not know why. Everything was too new and confusing for him.

The h/c haired male took a seat next to the gradient-haired and raised his hand nervously which made the other raise a curious brow. He felt something touching on…whatever he felt and flashed a bemused expression. It didn’t feel uncomfortable, so he allowed the male to continue doing whatever he was doing and waited patiently for him to speak. He then felt a hand tussling his hair and he automatically nestled on the person’s palm—enjoying the pleasant sensation taking over his chest.

“I’ll call you…” started the person but trailed off, “Barbatos?”

“Why ‘Barbatos’?” he asked and tilted his head.

“Please do not ask, an image appeared in my mind and now I can’t seem to get rid of it,” the h/c haired said grimly, “Oh and did you ever notice a pair of boned-wings on your temples?”

“Pardon…?”

According to the human called ‘Mc’, he explained to Barbatos that he was supposed to do an experiment on summoning the dead back alive but instead that led him to create the one and only Barbatos, a demon with unknown abilities. Mc wasn’t miffed of the fact his experiment failed; rather, he was much more fascinated at his new creation. On most days, he would politely ask the demon if he could do some tests; such as doing regular human acts or seeing how his body is different from humans. If the dual-haired male ever felt uncomfortable, he was allowed to speak out loud about it, which will make Mc stop and apologize before returning to his notebook as he aggressively writes in the newfound information.

Barbatos had no opinions or comments when he spawned into existence. His regular routine was to wake up from a spare room Mc had gifted him, eat food and explore the human’s house or area that surrounds it. He had taken a liking to gardening when Mc watered the plants one afternoon and ever since then he was the one that expanded the flower garden. The gradient-haired demon would continue to learn several things from the human as weeks went by. He didn’t dare to investigate any further out of the close area of the house as he knew he would only get lost and danger would come after him.

On several occasions, he couldn’t help but let curiosity take over him. This led him to cause disasters such as almost burning the entire kitchen down and cooking the most taste-sickening food ever. He learnt from his mistakes with the help of Mc, but from there he would randomly pick up any books he finds lying in the house and would read it. Some of the information was helpful, especially the time when he casted a water spell when the human accidentally caused an explosion in the attic, much to the h/c haired’s surprise. It’s safe to say that Mc then started to teach Barbatos spells and tricks like a teacher, but even that didn’t necessarily make Barbatos feel any connection between the two. He felt rather detached from the human; he himself didn’t know why, but he allowed this side of himself to be indulged. Barbatos rarely felt any attachment towards anyone if anything at all. The activities he does are just for him trying to stay entertained as he gets disinterested in most things. Once he does something and learns his mistake, he already perfected it after one failed attempt.

Which is what he was doing now, he was now writing a summary of a thick book he read 20 minutes ago. He was rather more restless on that day and for the past few hours he locked himself in his room mindlessly writing a random story that came into his mind or summaries of books he read before. There was a pile of cracked pens near him with strings of ink running down the table, but he didn’t mind it. He let himself bask in the sun’s rays and listened to the birds chirping nearby.

A knock interrupted his quietude, he pushed the paper away from him and failed to remove the ink from his hands before getting the door.

There stood the h/c haired human with his signature, soft smile, but an alarmed expression painted across his face when he saw the condition of Barbatos’ hands. Deep gashes littered on his hands that made him wince just by looking at them. Splotches of ink dirtied his palms and fingers with some of the substance seeping into his untreated wounds. Mc did know that Barbatos was immune to feeling pain, but when he received wounds, it would heal itself immediately which didn’t worry the human too much.

Immediately, he took his hands into his own and eyed the ink and the injuries with his eyebrows only furrowing more and more as every second passed by. Seeing the injuries, Mc dreaded how many moments Barbatos didn’t take care of himself and didn’t inform him anything about it. Were there certain times the demon couldn’t automatically heal himself? If so, how does it work? Can he not heal himself at the most random times? Or were there specific dates that his healing abilities were not activated?

“Who did this?” asked Mc and glanced at Barbatos.

“Myself,” he replied calmly and gently tried to remove his hands from the human but he refused to do so, “I tried to pick the roses today; however, I was idiotic to not realize that I wasn’t wearing any gloves.”

Mc released a sigh that was caged in his chest, “You almost gave me a heart attack.”

“My apologies,” said Barbatos, trying to take his hands away but Mc didn’t budge, “Please let go of my hands this instant.”

“Forgive me, but I cannot let you do that,” said Mc, “Just for this once, you’ll have to feel uncomfortable as this is mandatory.”

His emerald eyes narrowed at the shorter male, “And what would you do if I refused to do so? You realize by now that I am physically and mentally more stronger than you, yes?”

The h/c haired blinked rapidly and pursed his lips. What Barbatos said was entirely true, but how can he just not treat his gashes? Does he even realize that infected injuries will break his immune system bit by bit? Or was he too arrogant and thought he could handle such wounds? Demons were much more interesting than Mc had realized.

“Then please stay here,” said Mc and curtly nodded at the bed in the corner, “And I beg you not to do any drastic activities that will only open your injuries more.”

Barbatos wretched his hands away from the human with much more force, but did what the human said and sat on his bed, tapping his foot impatiently on the floor with a rather tired expression. After a few minutes, he heard footsteps approaching his room as he opened his eyes.

Mc had a small suitcase in hand along with a notepad in his other. He sat next to the demon and opened the bag, which contained various medicine and healing potions. He gestured to Barbatos to show him his hands, to which he did so without saying a word, and used a cloth to clean off the ink off his hands before applying ointment over the wounds. The two didn’t say a single word; one was too concentrated on healing the injuries and the other just didn’t feel the need to speak.

His eyes snapped wide when he felt the human’s lips pressed against his clothed palms after the other bandaged his hands. The gradient-haired demon blinked dumbly at the gentle physical contact and proceeded to gawk at Mc.

Mc noticed this immediately, “Ah, sorry if I made you uncomfortable again. Force of habit. I used to do this with my siblings’ injuries whenever they got hurt.”

“…What did you just do a few seconds ago…?”

“It’s a kiss. I just kissed your injuries. ‘Tis all.”

“‘Kiss’…?”

“It’s when one puts their lips against something,” explained Mc.

“I see…” frowned the demon and retracted his hands, “Why would one do this ‘kiss’?”

The human raised an eyebrow, “I’m not sure why you’re so deep about such a topic, but there’s many reasons why one kisses. Most commonly one does it to show their love towards their lover or family. Others do it for no reason other than to amuse themselves and there’s others that kiss another as a sign of warning.”

“…”

Mc mentally smacked himself for forgetting the reason why he came to see Barbatos. He was so worried about the demon’s health that the exciting news strayed off his mind.

“Ah I completely forgot,” he groaned and covered half of his face with his hand, “I should inform you something. It is more of an invitation, actually.”

Barbatos finally stopped inspecting the spot where the human pecked his hand and drew his attention towards him.

“Since we don’t actually spend time together other than doing experiments and lessons, I was wondering if you would like to accompany me to the market this week and look for a place we can dine in. I thought this could be a great experience for the both of us. Of course, if you’re not feeling up to it, you can stay at home.”

“…”

work by @coquetteky (only on Tumblr), prompts by @nightprompts

[talesfromsiteredacted]

Random Things SCP 076-2 Has Said in His Sleep: Lovingly Compiled by Iris and Rabbit

As Abel's sisters, it is our sacred duty to embarass our dear brother. It's not well known, as few people really want to hang out with him long term, that he talks in his sleep. That being said, as his sisters we have access to secrets no one else knows. We present the following gems, if you can figure out what the hell he was talking about please let us know. There is no context, only babbling. And maybe a bit of drooling. Enjoy.

"Everyone asks 'Why, Abel?', no one asks 'How Abel?' Abel needs a hug. And vodka."

"Mr. Deeds, my largest sword."

"Dimitri... are you sure? But... with fairy floss?"

"Grape. Why is it grape?"

"No, I do not want your butter, Dr. Bright."

"Ow. Why did you hit me, Mr. Fluffington?"

"Who. Moved. My. Plushie?" (very angry voice)

"Where is my butt?"

"Terrible. Simply terrible." A pause. "Another."

"Why are my sheep blue?"

"Iris... your hair. When did it turn so green?" (Iris has, for the record, never dyed her hair, period)

"Tis but a flesh wound... Come back here, Bright! I'm going to bite your knees off!"

"So pretty. But cold."

"Agent Strelnikof, your trousers are open."

"Yes, I would like an ice cream."

"What? In there? No, I do not think I will."

"My sisters can kick your sisters' asses."

"More cow." A pause. "Too much cow."

"Why are you eating my leg? I need that."

"I think I will pass on that hug, 049. No offense."

"Why are there 6 levers yet only 4 directions on this thing?"

"Call off the floor cleaning machine, it's no match for me!"

"Where the hells did the zamboni come from?"

"But... the fish!"

"Rubber baby buggy bumpers."

"Rabbit... why is the snowman chasing us?"

"Oh no... not you again!"

"So... 682... want to go scare the pants off Bright?" Chuckling. "He'll never see us in our clown suits. Heh."

"The cake is true. The ice cream is a lie. But... the cake is not good."

"Just find a nice pile of blankets and come cuddle with me. Trust me, better to sleep than face... that."

"Why is the plant biting me?"

"Who stole my sweetroll?"

And last but not least...

"Dr. Clef... please put your clothes back on. I'm not your type."