#carvi

[numbaoneflaya]

Vince/Jilly (BTD) | Alistair/Thurwen (DAO)

Morrigan/Endrin (DAO) | Espira/Serana (SKYRIM)

Naryu/Valkya (ESO) | Diavolo/Carvi (OBEYME)

Tagged by @devilbrakers to do this picrew for couples :3

Tagging @nedsseveredhead @spaceandbones @darkspawntaxcollectors @goldenbloodytears and ofc anyone who wants to play

[primepaginequotidiani]

PRIMA PAGINA Corriere Umbria di Oggi lunedì, 16 settembre 2024

[spotjardin]

Que faire au jardin du lundi 19 au dimanche 25 août 2024

Programme du 19 au 25 août 2024 Vous y trouverez tous les renseignements nécessaires, et si besoin n’hésitez pas à poser vos questions en commentaire afin d’avoir des précisions supplémentaires. Jour racines / fleurs

Semez des plantes vivaces Au jardin potager jusqu'à 19h25 en jour racines Si vous habitez une région douce, plantez des oignons que vous repiquerez au mois d'octobre. Il est encore possible de semer des radis surtout si vous habitez une région méridionale. Vous pouvez également semer des scorsonères que vous récolterez à la fin de la saison estivale. Au jardin d'agrément à partir de 19h25 passage en jour fleurs Semez des plantes vivaces directement en pleine terre pour les plus rustiques, sinon sous abris pour les plus gélives. Semez également des bisannuelles en pépinière. Lundi 19 août Jour fleurs

Semez également des bisannuelles Au jardin d'agrément Semez des plantes vivaces directement en pleine terre pour les plus rustiques, sinon sous abris pour les plus gélives. Semez également des bisannuelles en pépinière. mardi 20 août Jour fleurs / feuilles

Dans le sud, semez du chou chinois Lune au périgée Évitez de jardiner avant 12 h00 Au jardin d'agrément avant 16h20 en jour fleurs Semez des plantes vivaces directement en pleine terre pour les plus rustiques, sinon sous abris pour les plus gélives. Semez également des bisannuelles en pépinière. Au jardin potager à partir de 16h30 passage en jour feuilles Semez des salades d'hiver comme par exemple de la mâche et de la laitue d'hiver ainsi que de l'épinard. Si vous habitez une région méridionale, vous pouvez semer de la chicorée frisée et de la scarole. Semez du chou chinois. Dans le sud, attendez plutôt septembre pour effectuer ce genre de semis. Semez également du chou d'hiver, du chou frisé, du chou de Bruxelles et du chou rouge. En région douce, semez du chou cabus. Semez des engrais verts comme par exemple de la phacélie, du seigle, de la vesce, du colza, du trèfle, de la luzerne, de la moutarde et du sarrasin. Si vous avez des parcelles nues, profitez-en pour semer des plantes aromatiques comme l'aneth, le cerfeuil, du carvi et de la coriandre. Semez des cotes de poirée. Effectuez la cueillettes des plantes aromatiques avant leur floraison ainsi que les plantes utilisées pour la fabrication de purin (consoude, orties.. ). mercredi 21 août Jour feuilles

Semez de la phacélie Nœud lunaire Évitez de jardiner avant 17h30 Au jardin potager Semez des salades d'hiver comme par exemple de la mâche et de la laitue d'hiver ainsi que de l'épinard. Si vous habitez une région méridionale, vous pouvez semer de la chicorée frisée et de la scarole. Semez du chou chinois. Dans le sud, attendez plutôt septembre pour effectuer ce genre de semis. Semez également du chou d'hiver, du chou frisé, du chou de Bruxelles et du chou rouge. En région douce, semez du chou cabus. Semez des engrais verts comme par exemple de la phacélie, du seigle, de la vesce, du colza, du trèfle, de la luzerne, de la moutarde et du sarrasin. Si vous avez des parcelles nues, profitez-en pour semer des plantes aromatiques comme l'aneth, le cerfeuil, du carvi et de la coriandre. Semez des cotes de poirée. Effectuez la cueillettes des plantes aromatiques avant leur floraison ainsi que les plantes utilisées pour la fabrication de purin (consoude, orties.. ). jeudi 22 AOÛT Jour feuilles

Semez de la cote de poirée Au jardin potager Semez des salades d'hiver comme par exemple de la mâche et de la laitue d'hiver ainsi que de l'épinard. Si vous habitez une région méridionale, vous pouvez semer de la chicorée frisée et de la scarole. Semez du chou chinois. Dans le sud, attendez plutôt septembre pour effectuer ce genre de semis. Semez également du chou d'hiver, du chou frisé, du chou de Bruxelles et du chou rouge. En région douce, semez du chou cabus. Semez des engrais verts comme par exemple de la phacélie, du seigle, de la vesce, du colza, du trèfle, de la luzerne, de la moutarde et du sarrasin. Si vous avez des parcelles nues, profitez-en pour semer des plantes aromatiques comme l'aneth, le cerfeuil, du carvi et de la coriandre. Semez des cotes de poirée. Effectuez la cueillettes des plantes aromatiques avant leur floraison ainsi que les plantes utilisées pour la fabrication de purin (consoude, orties.. ). vendredi 23 août Jour fruits

Récoltez vos aubergines Au jardin potager Récoltez tomates, poivrons, aubergines, courgettes, haricots et pâtissons. Profitez-en pour récupérer les graines de tomates pour vos semis de l'année prochaine. Dans le sud, tentez un dernier semis de haricots verts hâtifs. Au verger Récoltez tous les fruits arrivés à maturité tels les poires, les pommes, les groseilles, les pastèques, les melons et les mûres. Au jardin d'agrément Récoltez les graines des plantes vivaces et annuelles en vue de vos prochains semis de l'année prochaine. samedi 24 août Jour fruits

Dans le sud, tentez un dernier semis de haricots verts hâtifs Au jardin potager Récoltez tomates, poivrons, aubergines, courgettes, haricots et pâtissons. Profitez-en pour récupérer les graines de tomates pour vos semis de l'année prochaine. Dans le sud, tentez un dernier semis de haricots verts hâtifs. Au verger Récoltez tous les fruits arrivés à maturité tels les poires, les pommes, les groseilles, les pastèques, les melons et les mûres. Au jardin d'agrément Récoltez les graines des plantes vivaces et annuelles en vue de vos prochains semis de l'année prochaine. dimanche 25 août Je rappelle que les jours prévus par le calendrier lunaire seront pour que vous ayez une idée des périodes de plantation ou de semis car vous devrez faire face aux variations climatiques (pluie, neige, Etc..). Ceci pour vous dire que vous serez obligé parfois de déroger au calendrier lunaire pour cause de mauvais temps.

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[victorstoleyourorgans]

[bunny-lou]

Ben: “WHY IS THE SCHOOL ON FIRE?!”

Mal: “I sneezed as a dragon.”

Carlos: “We had an accident in the chemistry lab.”

Jay: “I dropped my latest mix tape.”

Ben: “Evie, please tell me what happened.”

(Flashback to Jay and Mal arguing with Carlos that it was impossible to light a fire extinguisher on fire.)

Evie: “I don’t remember.”

[dizzydizney]

Harry: Evie, why are you wearing my flannel?

Evie: What do you mean your flannel? I stole this from Uma

Uma: Don't look at me. I stole it from Carlos

Carlos: Oh yeah, I definitely stole that from Harry

Harry: Can everyone just stop stealing my clothes??

Carlos, Uma, & Evie: No.

[carvie-in-my-head]

Evie: I miss you, Carlos. Carlos?: I know. Evie: I want to hug you. For real. Not in a dream Carlos?: I know, Ev. Evie: Why can't you say something else? Why can't you say "I'm here. I'm real." Why-? Carlos, smiling softly: Because you're too smart for that: you know, I'm just a dream, love. Evie, crying: I’m going to miss you when I wake up... And she woke up. A vision of Carlos smiling at her slowly fading away

[blueiscoool]

Amazon Drought Exposes Ancient Rock Carvings

Human faces sculpted into stone up to 2,000 years ago have appeared on a rocky outcropping along the Amazon River since water levels dropped to record lows in the region’s worst drought in more than a century.

Some rock carvings had been sighted before but now there is a greater variety that will help researchers establish their origins, archaeologist Jaime de Santana Oliveira said on Monday.

One area shows smooth grooves in the rock thought to be where Indigenous inhabitants once sharpened their arrows and spears long before Europeans arrived.

“The engravings are prehistoric, or precolonial. We cannot date them exactly, but based on evidence of human occupation of the area, we believe they are about 1,000 to 2,000 years old,” Oliveira said in an interview.

The rocky point is called Ponto das Lajes on the north shore of the Amazon near where the Rio Negro and Solimões rivers join.

Oliveira said the carvings were first seen there in 2010, but this year’s drought has been more severe, with the Rio Negro dropping 15 meters (49.2 feet) since July, exposing vast expanses of rocks and sand where there had been no beaches.

“This time we found not just more carvings but the sculpture of a human face cut into the rock,” said Oliveira, who works for the National Historic and Artistic Heritage Institute (IPHAN) that oversees the preservation of historic sites.

[ravenfiire]

Evie and Carlos make me go INSANE because I can never decide if I like them as a brother and sister coded bond or as an actual ship GGRRRH IT CONSTANRLY SWITCHES AHHHHHHH!!!

[hexenwrites]

Jay: Aww, what's your dog's name? Carlos: Spartacus. Jay, yelling to Evie: TRY SPARTACUS! Evie, on the computer: DIDN'T WORK! Carlos: Jay: What's your favorite number?

[thebluestbluewords]

Anything You Like (the Carlos/Evie part)

more of my silly little soulmate AU from my silly little polyshipweek fic, Carlos/Evie pre-relationship. Probably makes more sense if you’re familiar with the Isle of the Lost book canon.

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"You don't have a soulmate yet?" 

"Not yet," Evie echos, pulling a strand of hair out of her braid to frame her face. They're sitting in selfishness class, and she's got a tiny makeup mirror in her hand. There's something extra-complicated about her hair today. Some sort of extra woven part.  It looks sturdy, like it could be a rope braiding pattern. It makes Carlos's fingers itch to try and replicate it, and he'd really like to get a look at the underside to see how the pattern carries through, but it's not very evil to ask someone if you can touch their braid, so he's holding back. "I'm waiting for the right person, I guess." 

Evie's the prettiest girl in school, and Carlos is pretty sure that she could be the right person for whoever she wants to try and leave a mark on. That's not an out-loud sort of thought though, so he holds that back too. 

"That's cool," he says instead, swinging his feet under the desk. The stools in selfishness class are really tall, to encourage them all to sit up straight and elongate their legs and spine to look their best. It's frustrating being one of the only people whose feet can't touch the ground, but it makes fidgeting easier. "My only mark so far is one from my cousin." 

"You have a cousin?" 

Carlos kicks one foot out. Feels how it pulls him off balance, on the edge of his seat. His mark is on his left side, a smear of red-orange on one leg where he'd been picked up once as a toddler, and Diego's bare hand had brushed his leg. Their parents hadn't been as furious as expected about the mark, because apparently family marking family was okay, and not a sign of weakness like anyone else leaving marks on each other would be. "Yeah. He's older. He picked me up as a baby, left a mark on my leg." 

Evie's eyes flicker down in her mirror. "You don't keep it visible?" she asks, brows arching up in surprise. She's really pretty. 

Carlos tucks both his feet on the rung of the stool, balancing. "Nah. Not usually. S'too much like a weakness, right? If people know I have a soulmate then he could be a target too. Even though it’s just a family soulmark." 

"I don't think you're a target." Evie says, brow furrowing for a moment before smoothing out again. She's good at keeping her face smooth and pretty. Unreadable. She's going to be a great villain someday. She’s way better than anyone else in the class. 

"Well, not anymore," Carlos says, almost cheerfully. He's still proud of this one. "Not since I stole some chemicals from weird science and sort of threw some fireballs at the twins." 

Evie tilts her head this time, instead of wrinkling her face. It makes her look kind of like the robot butler who’s on the old TV shows that come in sometimes. "Who?" 

Evie's new, and a girl, and a pretty one at that. She’s probably one of the only people in their class who wouldn’t know who the twins are.  "Junior and Third. The Gaston twins. They were fine, the fire wasn't very big." 

"But they stopped bothering you after that?" 

"I mean, yeah? Setting people on fire usually makes them stop bothering me. Unless it's my mom, but she doesn't really mind what I do, so long as I get my chores done. If anyone's bothering you I could steal more magnesium and set them on fire too, if you want." 

"Thanks, but nobody's bothering me right now." 

"But they were before, right?" 

Evie frowns. "Don't--" 

Carlos hooks his feet through the rungs of the stool for balance and leans over so he can whisper more effectively. It’s not like it’s a secret who Evie has a one-sided blood feud with, but it never hurts to try and keep things on the down-low at school. "Mal and Jay were giving you shit, right? We could get them to leave you alone. I know where they live." 

Evie looks over her shoulder first, but she leans in too. There’s not much space between them. They’re not quite soulmate-close, because Evie’s basically the closest thing to a princess that they have on the isle, and she likes to be proper, but still. Friendship-close.

It’s nice. 

 “Mal lives in Maleficent's castle, doesn't she?" Evie whispers. “I’ve seen go in there all the time.” 

"Well, yeah.” Carlos whispers back, trying not to let his voice crack. It’s been doing that a bunch lately. It’s super annoying. “Sometimes. But I know where she lives when she's not there." 

Evie’s mouth drops open the tiniest bit. "How?" 

"I followed her home,” Carlos says proudly, forgetting to keep his voice down. “She’s the worst, right, so I wanted to see if I could glue her front door shut and keep her out of school for a while.” 

Evie frowns. "You did not,” she says. “I see you leave school every day, and you run right to Hell Hall to feed that gray cat that hangs out there.  I live across from you, remember?" 

Right. "You're at school when I leave, how d'you know?" 

Evie rolls her eyes, and then remembers that she’s supposed to be proper and relaxes her face again. "Castle schooled, remember? I saw you every day for nine years." 

Damnit. Making friends is easier when they don’t live nearby and he can just lie to them.  “Right. I followed her home from the market one time, after school. She stays in one of the warehouses with her henchmen."

“Henchmen?" Evie says doubtfully. "I've only seen her with one boy." 

"Henchman, singular then. They stay in a warehouse not far from the bridge, near the apple vendor. If you wanna do something to get back at them, I could help." 

"I don't need to get back at them." 

"Why not? Mal locked you in my mom's closet, remember?" 

“And then you let me out, and it was fine,” Evie says, twirling the piece of hair she’s got hanging out of her braid as she talks. Around and around and around until it slips off her finger in a spiraling curl, and then she catches it with her fingertips to twirl it again. Even her nervous habits are princess-y. “I don't need to get back at her because of it. Maybe I just want to go to school and not cause trouble." 

"You're scared?" Carlos asks. It might be a stupid question, but usually nobody at school will ever admit to being scared of anything, so it’s sort of crazy that Evie’s visibly nervous about confronting Mal and her henchman. Usually it feels like he’s the only one who’s ever scared of anything. But maybe this is what friends are supposed to do, and it’s okay to be nervous around each other. Evie’s already been nice to him once, and maybe she’ll keep being nice, and they can be nervous together sometimes. 

Evie freezes. “I'm what?" 

Or maybe not. Evie’s probably being nice because she wants him to fix something for her. It was probably stupid to think that she’d want to show her real emotions to Carlos, of all people. So that’s fine. He can be normal about this. 

“Of Mal?” Carlos asks, putting as much of an incredulous, almost mocking tone in his voice as he possibly can. “Seriously?" 

Evie’s cheeks are so pink he’d almost think she was marked that way. “Oh, like you can say anything,” she snaps. “I've seen the way you hide from her in the hall." 

Carlos tips his head to the side, and lets his face go flat and blank like he usually does at school. It’s safer. Maybe Evie can be a friend outside of school, but it’s stupid to think she could be anything other than a reluctant ally while they’re here. “I hide from her because she steals my lunch. What's your excuse, princess?"

Evie snaps her mirror shut. “Oh look, class is starting." she says sweetly, and turns around to face the front. “I can’t talk anymore. Too bad.” 

Ugh. 

"I'll meet you by the school gate later.” Carlos whispers, and gets a tiny nod in return. 

Maybe Evie’s not the worst ally after all. 

[numbaoneflaya]

Tagged by @devilbrakers to make some ocs on HERE!!!! Now lets fucking GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Jilly | Carvi

Ciggy | Mike

Mia | Reece

TAGGING @darkspawntaxcollectors @nedsseveredhead @spaceandbones @claymour @zombiedoggy @horrorsinthishouse nand ofc anyone who wanna partake <3

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these prompts are so fucking funny and I absolutely MUST know your answers to the following for any of the Core Four (or if another character speaks to you, go for it)....... 13, 16, 22, 24, 29, 34 and 38

@sparrowmoth THANK YOU SPARROW <33 THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN. i threw some twst in the mix for spice, but its mostly various combos of the rotten ot4. i, uh. wrote a bunch of little drabbles. bon apetit

13. Who would smoke weed in a confessionary?

"I mean, does she have a rule against it?" Ruggie asks, wiggling his fingers. His hair is mussed-- artfully, though Riddle is loathe to admit it-- and his clothes are rumpled. Likely from the manhandling Riddle gave him as he dragged him outside by the wrist a few minutes ago. Ruggie's chin is balanced on his palm, elbow leaning on his bent knees, looking for all purposes like the patron saint of not-giving-a-damn.

"Well--" Riddle puffs his chest out, before deflating in defeat. "No. Not that specifically. But--! You got thrown out of a church!"

Ruggie tips his face towards the sky, squinting in thought. His legs are splayed over the church steps, and the stained glass behind him is bathing him all kinds of colors. It's beautiful; it makes him understand the artists of yore, trying to capture their muse. Riddle hates it with a passion.

"Worth it."

"You are such a bad influence!" Riddle cries. "I mean-- drugs! Illicit substances! In a place of worship!"

"I'm s'possed to confess my crimes, right? What better way than by showin' him exactly what I've been doing?"

Riddle shoves at his shoulder. "You're the worst!"

"Yeah, but Queenie," he sways into Riddle's space, filling the air in front of Riddle's face with warmth, with the smell of him. "Which one of us is out here with me?"

Riddle smacks the back of his head. Ruggie just laughs.

16. Who would be best at drag?

Jay poses dramatically in the mirror, the eyeliner and glitter covering his eyes anything but tasteful. He buries a hand in his hair, fluffing the ends up, pursing his lips in a mockery of coyness.

Behind him, Mal cackles like a hyena. Evie is surveying her work with a critical eye, sweeping him over. Stepping closer to him, she grips him by the straps of his remarkably stupidly short dress. When he's standing still enough for her tastes, she sweeps a necklace from her pocket, glittering silver.

It's cold around his neck. He turns to survey himself again, eyeing the way it brings out the warm tones in his skin. "Oh, yeah," he says, cocking a hip. "I look hot!"

Mal buries her face in her pillow to muffle the hysterical screams of mirth she's giving out. But what does she know, anyway?

22. Who lets the intrusive thoughts win constantly?

Evie eyes herself critically in the pitifully small screen of her phone. She has the camera on, pointed at herself, squinting past pixels and smudges to get a good look at her appearance. She curses herself for forgetting her compact; she's in the trenches at this very fancy, very Auradon party without it.

Well, she needs to reapply her lipstick, that much is obvious. And she should probably excuse herself to the little girl's room to re-do her hair. It's starting to look a little... frizzy. And oh, God, is that a pimple--?!

Carlos shouts, with the kind of rage that levels happy little kingdoms like Auradon, "Oh my God, you did not just drop your fucking pickle into my drink!"

Mal laces her hands behind her head, smirking in self-satisfaction. "Well, you said you didn't want to eat it."

"I don't want to drink it either, you little shit--"

"I can always feed it to you like a baby bird?"

Carlos stands, grabs his water glass, and dumps it over Mal's head. She gasps, her perfectly curled and style hair plastered to her skin. Her eyes are flaring, but she's stifling laughter, even as she launches herself over the table with a shout of, "De Vil--!"

Evie sighs into her hands. Well, at least she's not worried about how she looks, anymore.

24. Who goes to a haunted place only to start yelling at the ghosts to try to challenge them?

"Come on out, little ghosties!" Mal shouts. Jay presses a palm over her mouth, trying and failing to quiet her. She merely grips his palm and yanks it away from her face. "The big, mean, evil faerie is here! Come and get me! I'm not scared of you! My mom's the mistress of all evil, bitches! You're nothing!"

"Big?" Jay asks, raising an eyebrow.

Mal whirls on him, jabbing a finger to his chest. "Say that again, and I'll turn you into a ghost."

He holds up his hands in surrender, but his grin gives up the game. "Girl, you like me way too much for that."

"Girl?"

"What, you want me to call you pet names in front of the ghosties? What would you prefer? Baby? Sweetheart?" He slowly wraps his arms around her middle, nosing against her cheek as she hisses putridly at him. "Honey-bunches? Schnookums?"

She guffaws, shoving his face away with her hand. "You're gonna wish you were a ghost by the time I'm done with you, asshole!" She squirms, but he holds steady. When a ghost-- an actor in a morphsuit, as far as he can tell-- jerks out at them, she jumps about a foot in the air with a two-toned, piercing shriek.

She calms, cheeks blazing pink as she stares at the actor in embarrassment. As if it's, like, cringe of her to fall for the whole game of a haunted house?

"Come on, miss evil-faeirie, let's not get thrown out of the haunted house, yeah?"

She snarls at him again, but holds his hand all the way to the end.

29. Who gets arrested the quickest?

Worth it, Evie mouths. She's visible through the window of the cop car, cheek spattered with a splash of dark blood. She looks utterly at home, sighing in lazy contentment. Then, with a start, she sits up, opening the door.

"Puppy? Take my bag, will you?" She says, handing him her blue, sequined purse. He takes it, nearly pitching forward from the sheer unexpected weight. He let's out a loud, annoyed groan, hefting it up. It clinks audibly.

"How many knives?"

"In there? Oh, honey, too many to count."

The cop comes around the corner, slamming the door shut. Evie laughs into her palm, eyes little half-moon circles of mirth. He says, "I don't want to see you again, Grimhilde."

Sickly sweet, Evie drawls, "Of course not, officer."

34. Who’s been accused of murder?

The lunch table goes deathly quiet. Jay meets Evie's eyes first, then Carlos', then Mal's. As one, they turn to face Chad Charming. He's holding his lunch tray defiantly, sticking his chin out with an arrogant swagger.

"Dude. You realize nobody can die on the Isle, right?"

Chad balks at them. "Really? Oh, thank God. So you haven't killed anyone! I was starting to get worried."

"What?" Evie says. "Worried?"

Mal says, "Do you really think a bunch of Villain Kid's wouldn't take advantage of the fact that corpses don't last?"

Chad's starting to go chalky white.

Evie balances her chin on her hand, sighing wistfully. "I miss being able to get kill the creepy men. It was cathartic, you know?"

"One time I threw Harry into the sea," Carlos adds, tapping away at his phone.

Chad's eyes are shuttered with open fear. Swallowing visibly, he manages, "But not you, Jay?"

He raises an eyebrow. "Why do you think Carlos threw Harry into the sea?"

38. Who accidentally ate 400mg worth of edibles?

"I'm fine," Carlos slurs, sinking into the couch. It's a considerable feat, considering that, before, he'd been sunk so far into it that you could barely see him. He's dressed in one of Jay's sweatshirts, hood pulled up over his head and drawstring tight. His cheeks are flushed and his pupils are blown wide, and he keeps blinking, slowly, and then startling up.

"Yeah, I'm gonna be honest, you really don't seem fine." Mal replies. "Why does it smell like weed? Is that why you're like this?"

"Did you know," Carlos says sharply, with the kind of abrupt cadence of someone deeply inconvenienced, "that cannabis can be cooked into baked goods?"

"Uh oh, you're being a smartass." She presses the back of her hand to his forehead, and he whines. "Very ominous. Never a good sign."

"Shut the fuck up," he mutters, yanking the nearest blanket over his head.

Mal leans over the back of the couch, pitching herself forward. The couch digs into her stomach, her feet hovering off the ground as her face lands in the mess of blankets and pillows on the couch. It's almost nestlike, honestly. She pulls herself up onto her elbows, legs dangling free.

"Did the puppy eat too many pot brownies?" She cooes, reaching out to tap condescendingly at where she thinks his cheek is. He snarls wordlessly. She snorts. "Stay here. I'll get your dumbass some water and food. It'll sober you up."

As she turns toward the kitchen, so weakly she can barely hear it, there's a soft hiss of, "Thanks."

[spotjardin]

Que faire au jardin du lundi 19 au dimanche 25 août 2024

Programme du 19 au 25 août 2024 Vous y trouverez tous les renseignements nécessaires, et si besoin n’hésitez pas à poser vos questions en commentaire afin d’avoir des précisions supplémentaires. Jour racines / fleurs

Semez des plantes vivaces Au jardin potager jusqu'à 19h25 en jour racines Si vous habitez une région douce, plantez des oignons que vous repiquerez au mois d'octobre. Il est encore possible de semer des radis surtout si vous habitez une région méridionale. Vous pouvez également semer des scorsonères que vous récolterez à la fin de la saison estivale. Au jardin d'agrément à partir de 19h25 passage en jour fleurs Semez des plantes vivaces directement en pleine terre pour les plus rustiques, sinon sous abris pour les plus gélives. Semez également des bisannuelles en pépinière. Lundi 19 août Jour fleurs

Semez également des bisannuelles Au jardin d'agrément Semez des plantes vivaces directement en pleine terre pour les plus rustiques, sinon sous abris pour les plus gélives. Semez également des bisannuelles en pépinière. mardi 20 août Jour fleurs / feuilles

Dans le sud, semez du chou chinois Lune au périgée Évitez de jardiner avant 12 h00 Au jardin d'agrément avant 16h20 en jour fleurs Semez des plantes vivaces directement en pleine terre pour les plus rustiques, sinon sous abris pour les plus gélives. Semez également des bisannuelles en pépinière. Au jardin potager à partir de 16h30 passage en jour feuilles Semez des salades d'hiver comme par exemple de la mâche et de la laitue d'hiver ainsi que de l'épinard. Si vous habitez une région méridionale, vous pouvez semer de la chicorée frisée et de la scarole. Semez du chou chinois. Dans le sud, attendez plutôt septembre pour effectuer ce genre de semis. Semez également du chou d'hiver, du chou frisé, du chou de Bruxelles et du chou rouge. En région douce, semez du chou cabus. Semez des engrais verts comme par exemple de la phacélie, du seigle, de la vesce, du colza, du trèfle, de la luzerne, de la moutarde et du sarrasin. Si vous avez des parcelles nues, profitez-en pour semer des plantes aromatiques comme l'aneth, le cerfeuil, du carvi et de la coriandre. Semez des cotes de poirée. Effectuez la cueillettes des plantes aromatiques avant leur floraison ainsi que les plantes utilisées pour la fabrication de purin (consoude, orties.. ). mercredi 21 août Jour feuilles

Semez de la phacélie Nœud lunaire Évitez de jardiner avant 17h30 Au jardin potager Semez des salades d'hiver comme par exemple de la mâche et de la laitue d'hiver ainsi que de l'épinard. Si vous habitez une région méridionale, vous pouvez semer de la chicorée frisée et de la scarole. Semez du chou chinois. Dans le sud, attendez plutôt septembre pour effectuer ce genre de semis. Semez également du chou d'hiver, du chou frisé, du chou de Bruxelles et du chou rouge. En région douce, semez du chou cabus. Semez des engrais verts comme par exemple de la phacélie, du seigle, de la vesce, du colza, du trèfle, de la luzerne, de la moutarde et du sarrasin. Si vous avez des parcelles nues, profitez-en pour semer des plantes aromatiques comme l'aneth, le cerfeuil, du carvi et de la coriandre. Semez des cotes de poirée. Effectuez la cueillettes des plantes aromatiques avant leur floraison ainsi que les plantes utilisées pour la fabrication de purin (consoude, orties.. ). jeudi 22 AOÛT Jour feuilles

Semez de la cote de poirée Au jardin potager Semez des salades d'hiver comme par exemple de la mâche et de la laitue d'hiver ainsi que de l'épinard. Si vous habitez une région méridionale, vous pouvez semer de la chicorée frisée et de la scarole. Semez du chou chinois. Dans le sud, attendez plutôt septembre pour effectuer ce genre de semis. Semez également du chou d'hiver, du chou frisé, du chou de Bruxelles et du chou rouge. En région douce, semez du chou cabus. Semez des engrais verts comme par exemple de la phacélie, du seigle, de la vesce, du colza, du trèfle, de la luzerne, de la moutarde et du sarrasin. Si vous avez des parcelles nues, profitez-en pour semer des plantes aromatiques comme l'aneth, le cerfeuil, du carvi et de la coriandre. Semez des cotes de poirée. Effectuez la cueillettes des plantes aromatiques avant leur floraison ainsi que les plantes utilisées pour la fabrication de purin (consoude, orties.. ). vendredi 23 août Jour fruits

Récoltez vos aubergines Au jardin potager Récoltez tomates, poivrons, aubergines, courgettes, haricots et pâtissons. Profitez-en pour récupérer les graines de tomates pour vos semis de l'année prochaine. Dans le sud, tentez un dernier semis de haricots verts hâtifs. Au verger Récoltez tous les fruits arrivés à maturité tels les poires, les pommes, les groseilles, les pastèques, les melons et les mûres. Au jardin d'agrément Récoltez les graines des plantes vivaces et annuelles en vue de vos prochains semis de l'année prochaine. samedi 24 août Jour fruits

Dans le sud, tentez un dernier semis de haricots verts hâtifs Au jardin potager Récoltez tomates, poivrons, aubergines, courgettes, haricots et pâtissons. Profitez-en pour récupérer les graines de tomates pour vos semis de l'année prochaine. Dans le sud, tentez un dernier semis de haricots verts hâtifs. Au verger Récoltez tous les fruits arrivés à maturité tels les poires, les pommes, les groseilles, les pastèques, les melons et les mûres. Au jardin d'agrément Récoltez les graines des plantes vivaces et annuelles en vue de vos prochains semis de l'année prochaine. dimanche 25 août Je rappelle que les jours prévus par le calendrier lunaire seront pour que vous ayez une idée des périodes de plantation ou de semis car vous devrez faire face aux variations climatiques (pluie, neige, Etc..). Ceci pour vous dire que vous serez obligé parfois de déroger au calendrier lunaire pour cause de mauvais temps.

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[sparrowmoth]

Red Days, Blue Nights • [AO3]

Teen | Drabble | Carvie | Resurrection, Dark Devotion, Mild Horror

A/N: A little gift for my lovely friend @infiniteecosmos. <3 Please note that dialogue is presented in an experimental style in this fic (insp. the novel NW by Zadie Smith). Also, "Red Day" is my original concept for how Valentine's Day might be "celebrated" on the Isle.

CW: Mild thematic horror, referenced child abuse, implied MCD (and resurrection), blood mention

On the Isle, they call it Red Day, for all the blood in the streets. Death. More than usual. Screaming, crying, all what’s familiar—just more. More for some, that is, but not for Carlos. Never less than blood and tears and so much noise it turns to static, glasses clinking, bottles dropping, shards all scattered, deathly silence, heavy breaths.

He hears footsteps as the last thing sometimes, smells her breath as she starts to speak—probably cursing him to live. And he does. But he dies first. On Red Day or Monday or some winter evening or a sunny afternoon. He doesn’t always track the date, you know—it doesn’t matter. But that day, it must have been in February—

That day, when he returned, it was to thinking he was still dead, in a dream he had between of sleeping warm beneath cloud cover—thick blue night air pulled up to his shoulders, the scent of flowers in the grass—the dark sheen grass that spilled like oceans, like her hair—

Just like her hair.

She was laying beside him.

— Evie.

— Carlos.

He slips back into present with that single whisper, hearing his name as assurance he is. He takes a slow breath, swallows a gasp—feels the pain and the pleasure of Evie tracing her fingers over spiderweb cracks. His skull had split open. He remembers the feeling.

The bones are still healing, quicker surely from that touch.

There is a little magic even here on the island—but only ever from Good, only ever from Love, only ever from such words that are spoken like poison, spat on the floor—should never be felt—

Evie pulls back her hand and lets it rest on Carlos’ shoulder. She kisses his forehead, leaving red where the blood was. She pulls back altogether and her bedroom opens up, moonlight showing through the windows—fuzzy, muted white, tinted golden from the barrier.

He should be waking under soil or on the shoreline or an alley.

She knows what he’s thinking.

— I know where to look.

When she can’t find him, she means. He doesn’t press for more. Some children get coffins or tucked into bed, some children are garbage and he knows which he is. Evie doesn’t like to say it—

But she’ll have thrown out his old clothes.

They’re not ones to waste, but sometimes, sometimes—

There’s not patches to be made, not even rags or bandage strips.

— I was going to wait to give this to you.

And there’s the proof of her guilt, the proof of what she’s thinking. She’s got something to replace, something to make up for—like she hadn’t dragged his corpse home, cleaned him, changed his clothes, made him comfy there beside her with his skin still blue and cold.

— It’s not my birthday.

Probably not. His mother never told him.

Evie tosses her hair and rolls her eyes skyward—all the way through the ceiling, all the way through the barrier. Then she cracks a little smile and takes a seat there beside him, on the edge of the bed.

She’s gotten something from her dresser drawer.

It’s sitting in her lap, wrapped neatly in paper—butcher’s paper, clearly used. That’s traditional for Red Day. It must be getting close.

He pushes up against the pillows, brain spinning in his skull but the bed at least feels solid. Not as hard as the floor, just solid. He plants his palms flat, pressed to the sheets, lets his spine curl back until the pillows mold around him, and finally reaches for the present—

It’s weighted in his hands, wetness seeping through the paper.

— Whose is it?

He asks that, having not peeled back the paper. There’s just—and he’s not one for the mystic—but there’s just this… feeling he gets, when there’s a heart in his hands. Like he can still feel it beating.

— Cruella.

She says that and never “your mother.”

She says that and he smiles, and she leans in to kiss him, and there’s blood stains on her nightgown—old and new, because he knows now that she hasn’t laid beside him the whole night, waiting.

He doesn’t say that he loves her, because that word isn’t theirs.

They are the children of monsters.

They might be monsters, themselves.

Thank you for reading! Reblogs are always appreciated. If you’d like to leave a kudos or comment on AO3, I’d really love that, as well! ♥

[bunny-lou]

Ben: “We call that a ‘traumatic event’.

Ben, turning to Jay: “Not a ‘bruh moment’.”

Ben, turning to Evie: “Not a ‘major L’.”

Ben, turning to Carlos: “Not a ‘shit fest’.”

Ben, turning to Mal: “And definitely not an ‘oof lmfao’.”