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[captobiotech]

🍀☘️ 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐲𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚? 🍀☘️

Polyhouse farming is becoming increasingly popular in India due to its numerous benefits. By providing a controlled environment for growing crops, polyhouse farming increases yields, reduces water usage, protects crops from pests and diseases, allows farmers to command higher prices, and reduces labor costs.

🪴🎯 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗖𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗼𝗕𝗶𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗽𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗱𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗱/𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗳𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 🪴🎯

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[procrastinating-falcon]

El regalo que mi mejor amiga quiere para su cumpleaños cuesta 10 dólares en Amazon y 59 lucas acá jajajaj me voy a matar

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[theophagie-remade]

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[lovcscene]

‘  ¿qué planes tienes para las vacaciones?  ’ / ✨ @thundcrous​

“pensaba en quizás terminar un cortometraje en el que estaba trabajando hace unos meses, el de invierno, ¿te acuerdas?” comenta entusiasta mientras unta una de sus papás frita en el pequeño pote de ketchup. “aparte de eso no tengo mucho más planeado. a veces es más divertido improvisar.” para único que utiliza algún tipo de planificación es para sus películas, y eso no es tan estricto tampoco, suele usar mucho de improvisación ahí también. “¿y tú? ¿tienes planes?”

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PRIMA PAGINA Il Mattino di Oggi martedì, 08 ottobre 2024

[historybizarre]

At the height of his fame, Truman Capote was a fixture in New York City’s elite social circles, capitalizing on the success of classics like In Cold Blood and Breakfast at Tiffany’s to ingratiate himself with the wealthy, perfectly coiffed women who dominated that scene: the so-called Swans.

[miatienza]

Dream Diary - April 12, 2020 part 1

I opened my eyes as I sensed my own sticky sweat. I was baffled.

My hands and feet are numbed in pain by ropes tightly tying my hands and feet. They used my own scarf to gag my mouth to keep me from screaming for help.

There were two other ladies with me that night. I couldn't recognize their faces, but they looked familiar. I could see and sense fear in their eyes. It's same fear that engulfs me now.

As my captors try to to escape from the military the government sent to rescue us, I hear eerie war cries outside the frosted brown window. There were also scary gunshots.

I tried to peak out, desperate to see if my rescuers were at least close to finding us. One of my captors violently slapped my face and held it right to his. I could smell his rancid breath as he whispered to me with a devil-ish tone, "They will never see you again". I was [etrified.

As my captors attempted to move us from their secret lair (some kind of abandoned warehouse), me and the other captives found ourselves crawling for our lives harder and harder as the ropes seem to tighten upon our every move.

I opened my eyes. It was 2:40 AM I had the most intense dream I've had in years, and it all seemed too realistic. I went to the powder room to wash my face and remind myself that it was all just a dream. I was wide awake. A little disappointed that my dream was a dramatic kidnapping, instead of a lovely trip Norway.

-end of part 1-

[kachowden]

ruthless, bloodthirsty yandere Pirate Captain X Prince/ss!Reader, either kidnapped or accidentally ended up on the ship nad now cannot leave

The rope dug into the soft skin of your wrists, leaving angry red trails with each thrash and and strive. Your teeth grit painfully, aching against each other as the sounds of water smashed against the wall behind you.

Salt invaded your senses, your eyes burning from the water that dripped from your head. You sneezed at either the smell of the deep, dark ocean, or the cold of your frozen clothes stuck to your skin.

Your brain fogged over what happened, and your body ached with exhaust, though you hardly halted in yours struggles, not till the heavy steps of boots approached the finely crafted door. A slow rasp of knuckles against the door. Then his god awful voice spoke through.

“Knock, Knock.” You could practically hear his foul smile, before the door was swung open far too aggressively. You winced as it smacked against the wall, shoulders tensing as you bared your teeth.

“You have a lot of nerve.” A weak willed threat to hide the fear that guzzled down your windpipes.

The man cared little, as a hoarse and deep laugh roared from his throat. His accessories, likely stolen, dangled with each step, while he approached.

“You’re a yappy little thing arent ya? Could ‘ere you half way to the port.”

“…We’re docked?” The news visibly shocked you, you hadn’t been on the ship for that long, or so you believed. It surely didn’t feel that long. Was there a port near to your kingdom? One you didn’t know about? Or maybe, this cocky pirate had parked on the other side of the island, believing he had time to get away.

“We haven’t even left yet, doll.” You wanted to spit on him. You hoped he understood that he was the muck on your shoe as you stepped past the pig pens.

“Then you are far more foolish and arrogant then I was originally led to believe. The guards will find me any second! I’ll relish in seeing you hauled to guillotines.”

He tutted, a knowing smile that made your skin crawl and throat go dry, as he stepped passed you, slowly. “I wouldn’t be so sure, your highness…”

“We’ve been here for well over a night. No one’s looking for you.”

Those words made you freeze, eyes widening in disbelief at this pirates audacity. Did he believe you an ignorant fool? To boldly tell such lies to your face?

But then…you don’t know how long you’d actually been here. The sick sway in your stomach made it appear like hours. And you had woken up here too. Was the sky the same sky you had seen before you were taken?

It was the same shade of blue and yet…were those the same clouds? Was it greener now? Had you truly been here for hours? Days?? Had no one come to look for you?!

He watched with a sick grin, teeth sunk deep into a deliciously red apple, as he basked in your inner makings crumbling. Personally, he found your resistance cuter then this..look of hopelessness. But this was needed for your eventual cooperation.

And of course he had lied to you. The kingdom was a muck looking for you at the moment. You were just on the side of your little country that few actually were aware of. A safe space tucked beside the cliff side. A pretty spot.

“What do you want.”

Oh? The little doll wanted his attention.

“Hm? Care to elaborate birdie?”

Your bristled visibly at the name, though the deep breath you let out to calm yourself was in its own right commendable. “What is your purpose for stealing me.”

“Saying I stole you, truly makes you sound like you were someone else’s property prior, doesn’t it?”

When you didn’t respond, he sneered, lips pulled into an unpleasant growl as he stepped towards you again, ringed and rough fingers gripping your jaw, sure to leave a bruise.

“Excuse you-!” You nearly gagged when he popped your mouth open, pushing the bitten half of the apple into your mouth like a swine ready to be roasted. Your tongue curled back as far as it could, fearful of touching the flesh of the fruit your captor had eaten from.

His smile returned, in a disturbing satisfaction as his dark green eyes swept across your form.

Had it not been the circumstances. Had it not been for who he was, you’d think his eyes were beautiful. Such a vibrant shade of green, that shines in the golden light. Like sun filtering through spring leaves.

But because of the circumstances, because of who he was, you likened them more to the color of sewage near an old tavern. The color of floating, rotten seaweed that sticks slimely to your skin. Slimey. That was a good word. His eyes were Slimey. As were his hands, his smile.

A degrading tap against your cheek brought you back to the slime before you. You hated that this filth was pretty. You hated that had it been any other circumstance. You might’ve fancied him.

“Rest up now pet, ‘s gonna be a long journey.” He stood with a low grunt, boots echoing against the wooden floor, as his jewels jingled.

“You didn’t answer my question you filth!” Your words were illegible against the apple, as your jaw had been stretched to the max, making it hard for you to spit it out unless you bit down.

The pirate gave little mind to your attempt, simply humming as if he knew what you said irregardless. “You’ll learn in due time birdie. Not try not to cause a ruckus while I’m gone. I’d hate for the dogs to grow nasty.”

And the door slammed behind him, your heart hammering. You didn’t think he meant actual dogs and that’s what made your crawl to farthest corner could, leaning your bound body against the weathered wood.

Your jaw hurt, your wrist hurt. You were tired, emotionally and mentally. And as the weight of the situation sunk in, you felt yourself slump in momentary defeat, eyes fluttering against your cheeks.

Weak, frustrated tears burned behind your lashes.

You prayed for your safety.

You prayed that someone…anyone was looking for you.

But your heart ached, as if it knew a truth you didn’t want to acknowledge.

No one was coming.

On the far side of the kingdom..

A young knight was causing unfathomable chaos.

“Find them! Find them now! If you are withholding information or if any of you pathetic guards are unable to find even a trace of them, your heads will be on the block along with their disgusting captor!”

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I wanted to do the city at night, but I decided on something different, we can see the RRBs in the background flying through the city and the girls being higher up in the sky.

-Ohh, there go the boys!- the bubuja's voice sounded happy while in the distance above the city lights the three trails of red, blue and green that flew over the sea of ​​lights. Buttercup had her arms crossed over her chest and laughed. "Don't shout or they'll know we're up here."

Her brother looked at her bewildered. "Why wouldn't they know?"

-Don't pay attention Bubbles- Blossom smiled at her sister -She just doesn't want to accept that she lost that food fight with Butch and the others- in a mocking tone of the redhead, it bothered her endangered sister a little, who acted "indignant."

-It's not true! - She looked away - That guy has the stomach of a hyena, if Brick didn't avoid it he would probably try to eat buildings or something stupid - Buttercup said looking at the clouds below them.

The laughter of her sisters, the space behind them and the clouds beneath them made the city look so small, but despite the bright city lights it was good to see the three contrails travel at night over Townsville, Blossom knew that they They deserved this, a chance at life, the chance to live and not just survive.

-Come on girls, remember that we have a meeting! - Blossom's leader's voice caught the attention of her sisters and they followed her back to her place.

Oh I like it and in my ppg universe the fact that the boys got stronger and are trying to live more normally and the girls at this point are already good friends with the boys in different ways, remember that the two AUs are related to each other, and I intend for them to coexist at some point or meet, this AU and the Fallen Heroes one:3

Queria hacer la ciudad de noche, pero me decidi por algo diferente, podemos ver a los RRB al fondo volando por la ciudad y laa chicas estando mas arriba en el cielo.

-Ohh alli van los chicos!- la voz de buebuja sonaba alegre  mientras a la distancia sobre las luces de la ciudad las tres estelas de color Rojo, azul y verde que volaban sobre el mar de luces. Buttercup tenía los brazos  cruzados sobre su pecho y soltó una risa -No grites o sabrán que estamos aquí arriba-

Su herman la miró desconcertada -Por qué no lo sabrían?-

-No hagas caso Bubbles- Blossom sonrió a su hermana -Solo no quiere aceptar que perdió esa guerra de comida con Butch y los demas- en tono burlon de la pelirroja molesto un poco a su hermana peligra quien actuó "indignada".

-No es cierto!- ella miró a otro lado- ese bastando tiene el estómago de una hiena, si brick no lo evitará probablemente trataría de comer edificios o alguna tonteria- dijo Buttercup mirando las nubes bajo ellas.

Las risas de sus hermanas, el espacio detrás de ellas y las nubes bajo ellas hacían ver la ciudad tan pequeña, pero a pesar de las brillantes luces de la ciudad era bueno ver las tres estelas viajar por la noche sobre Townsville, Blossom sabía que ellos merecían esto, una oportunidad de vida, la oportunidad de vivir y no sólo sobrevivir.

-Vamos chicas, recuerden que tenemos una reunion!- la voz de líder de Blossom capto la atención  de sus hermanas quieres la siguieron de regresó a su lugar.

Oh me gusta y en mi universo ppg el hecho que los chicos se reforzaron y están tratando de vivir más normalmente y las chicas a este punto ya son buenas amigas de los chicos en diferentes formas, recuerden que los dos AU están relacionados entre sí, y tengo la intención de que convivan en algún momento o se conozcan, este AU y el de Fallen Heroes:3

[contradictory-equivalence]

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