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Relax In The Backyard

-6 items: ▪ Rocking Chair (5 swatches) ▪ Spring-Summer Books (7 swatches) ▪ Spring-Summer Mugs (10 swatches) ▪ Tall Cactus (7 swatches) ▪ Tray Table (5 swatches) ▪ Wall Lamp (10 swatches) -Meshes by Nanu, AnYe, Kalethegrey and Forever Design -Converted and retextured by me

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a cactus in winter enjoying coffee

Cute and beautiful design of a cactus in winter enjoying coffeeCactus means endurance and coffee helps endurance.

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📸 Tim McKenna

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Night-Blooming Cereus

Topanga, CA (2024)

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Hii! I just saw your post about rare ship or smth on OT tag. Can you draw Cactus and Coffee cup from OT please?? Besides me I've never seen someone draw them together before lmao😭

Btw I love your art sm They're so good 💗

Ah thank you!! i love doodling objects 💕

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Postcrossing US-10265156 by Gail Anderson Via Flickr: Postcard with a photo of claret-cup cactus growing in the higher elevations of Big Bend National Park in Texas. Sent to a Postcrossing member in Finland.

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Strawberry Hedgehog Cactus

© 2023, James Blatter

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Claret Cup cactus getting ready to bloom.

I have two of these cactus, both of them got this far last year (the year I planted them originally), but the flowers never bloomed. I'm wondering if they actually will this year! See full cactus garden here.

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Cody Foster & Co. Margarita Ornament Multicolor ebay La Via Store

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New Plants Update

Aegopodium podagraria (Snow In The Mountain/Goutweed) on 7-5-24, #1000-1. Hello everyone! I hope this post finds you well. I thought I would write a post about the new plants I brought home in 2024. Some of the new plants complained because I didn’t write a new post when I brought them home, so this is an apology to them. A few are grouping together and are still snubbing me. GEEZ! In…

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My husband hates me making these lol

Comes in different background colors!!

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When you’re in bed together, Satoru always has to be touching you in some way. Actually, in most situations, he has to - his fingers naturally find yours during walks, locking together without a second thought. When you rest your head on his shoulder during train rides, he absentmindedly twirls a strand of your hair around his finger. Right before your stop, he gives a slight tug to wake you up, teasing you about the little bit of drool at the corner of your lips. Don’t worry - he’ll kiss it away.

Satoru always pulls you close. He doesn’t mind the heat in the summer; even if you complain about it, he’ll still find a way to touch you, even if it’s just pinching the hem of the oversized shirt you stole from him. He gets it - Japanese summers in traditional houses are no joke. He teases that if you’re good, maybe Santa will bring you an AC this year. You respond by brushing your leg against his, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. And if your legs happen to be a little prickly, he just laughs, pulling you in by the back of your neck. “My little cactus,” he murmurs, his blue eyes soft with affection.

Winter, though - that’s his favorite. He likes being the big spoon, tucking you under his chin, wrapping his arms around you until you’re practically buried against him. It’s hard to tell if he’s keeping you warm or just smothering you. He loves feeling your warmth against him, listening to your soft breathing, your little snores. He prefers winter because you always come to him, searching for his warmth. His only complaint? Your cold hands. And when you press your freezing feet against his back just to mess with him, you instantly regret it. Because, really, why are you running? He just wants to hold you (and maybe bite you - fair payback, and your cheeks are too tempting).

After moments of intimacy, he prefers lying on his back, with you sprawled over his chest, one leg lazily draped over his waist. Your skin warm and dewy against his, breaths still a little uneven as they start to slow. Your fingertips absentmindedly trace the scars scattered across his ivory skin, a soft, familiar touch that makes him sigh in contentment.

He cups your face, tilting it up so he can kiss you, his thumb gently brushing over your cheek. It’s slow, tender - one of those kisses that lingers, that you both sink into without realizing how much time is passing. He smiles against your lips, unable to help himself. And then, because he can never resist, those slow kisses turn playful. He starts peppering your entire face with pecks, laughter bubbling up as his fingers sneak to your sides, tickling just enough to make you squirm.

Even though he’s someone who always needs touch, who thrives on it, more than anything, he just feels lucky - to have you, to hold you, to love you.