#i love snakes so much though. im very excited

[be-good-to-bugs]

probly gonna be getting a snake very soon!!

[mournings-stars]

Maybe the wrapping wings around heddies but the reader wraps their wings around the characters?

okay i rly like this but what about with characters that don’t have wings?? (lmk if yall want characters w wings cus this is kinda silly funny haha)

charlie

she loves when your wings wrap around her — every time she hugs you, she’s waiting for that extra warmth and when it comes she just hugs you even tighter

she wouldn’t ask you to do it, but if you put a wing around her in public she’s trying not to get too excited

cuddling is a must for wings. you’re sitting on the couch? she wants a nice feathery blanket. lying in bed? same thing. watching a scary movie? she’s using your wings as a shield to duck under anytime theres a jump scare

if you asked her if she’d like a wing, she’s the happiest you’ve ever seen her

“im starting to wonder if you’re just dating me for my wings,” you’d joke and she’d laugh and say, “they’re definitely a plus” while running her finger over the top of one (this girl likes to tease i know it)

she loves when you cuddle up to her and wrap your wings around her, like she just melts

she does not let anyone play with them. ever. if niffty tried to go scurrying around them, she’s taking her away faster than she can blink

your wings are hers as much as they are yours, but that’s a silent rule between you two that she doesn’t plan on voicing

she just gives “let me be your wings” from thumbelina vibes like you would have a duet like that

alastor

now if you ever need to gossip, he’s clearing his throat and you’re shielding your conversation with your wings while you two laugh and whisper

he does not want anyone touching him but if you put a wing around him he knows you guys have some important business to talk about

sometimes you throw up your wing, whisper, and he has to stop himself from laughing when you quickly put your wing down, alastor batting it with his microphone as you laughed

now if he’s ever hurt, that’s when your wings go around him, making sure no one sees so he can escape to saftey

you’d always come to his rescue even if he got mad at you for it, wings wrapping around him as you struck his attacker faster than he could summon his shadows (and he definitely gets pissed about it but hey what are … friends …. for!)

wings are for shit talking and the occasional life saver when it comes to al

angel dust

he loves the security of your wings

after a long day, you’d just lie in his room, wings wrapped around him as he held you close — he’d either fall asleep or want to sit in silence like that, but either way you were happy to help

sometimes you’d just sit at the bar, wing around him as you talked and laughed together

whenever you went out together, your wings were a strict barrier that no one dared to cross. you put a wing in front of angel when some guy approaches him? he and every other demon are backing off for the rest of the night. you’re walking down the street? wing around him and no one is approaching you

he definitely asks you to do it (in his own very special way) and he likes to tease you when you’re around other people

but you both know he treasures the safety your wings give him

pentious

my boy pentious 100% thinks you’ve turned against him the first time you drape your wings over him — you could’ve literally been sleeping and he’d accuse you of trying to smother him

“i was sleeping!” “your subconscious mind plans to kill me, too!”

he warms up to it though because the next time it happens you’re fast asleep and theres no attempt to block his airways, or whatever he thought you’d do, so he snuggles into the warmth

being a snake (i love snakes im gonna b a lil nerdy about this one) pen likes to burrow. especially at night. he’d start to curl up under the warmth of your wings and rest there until you eventually moved

some days you’d wake up and he’d be completely hidden beneath your wings. if you lift one, he’d very quickly tug it back (definitely how he found out about sensitive wings)

he felt very bad :(

cherri

wings are for parties!

they give you the best dance numbers — dramatic reveal, awesome poses, super dope flying routine…!

then they’re for comedowns because once you’re home from the club shit hits the fan and you’re wrapping your wings around her so she can even try to sleep

but then the morning comes and you brush it off cus it’s time to blow shit up!

definitely using your wings as a shield though — they’re probably dyed pink and red by now, with all the times you’ve had to cover the two of you from explosives

but she finds it super hot so…

velvette

she likes to fuck with you

1000% uses them as her personal armor — you’re basically a body guard

she’ll wrap them around herself while looking in the mirror, modeling your wings like a feather coat

“my wings are not going in your collection,” you’d have to tell her, still pulling her closer with them as you met her eyes in the mirror

“yeah, guess you’re right. can’t have anyone else getting a hold of these, can we?”

she loves being wrapped in them while she sleeps — she loves you sleeping next her, cause then she can lay them however she wants

it’s always best when you’re wings fold in and bring her closer though

definitely been used for a private moment in the office

she says they’re your best asset

vox

now this man is, under no circumstances, letting you wrap your wings around him

in public? absolutely not…

in private? well…. no! totally not!

at least not until you’re asleep and he’s situating himself beneath them. it’s not his fault a feather blanket helps him fall asleep

you’ve definitely waited until he fell asleep, draped you wings over him, and watched him relax into them

he’s not slick

like at all

not even in public

he’ll touch them and the minute one even wraps around him, his screen is buffering

speaking of in public… just wait til you’re at a party. he’s drunk and all over you, touching your wings, handling them like their his own, you have to use them to shield the two of you when he gets too handsy, and he loves it; pushing your buttons until your wings are around him and being more than satisfied by that

niffty

girl is crazy

she cleans them, climbs on them, inspects them (almost rips the fuck out of your feathers)

there’s no way you can wrap that girl up, she’s too quick

but she would love petting them and thats why shes here

[preylamb]

Posting this at a very interaction unfriendly time, but I finished my design for @catmask and @frogcroaks monster mayhem contest!!! I never get around to actually completing entries for contests im interested in, so I couldn’t be happier!!

All that said, here’s The Sandwaste Harpy! I love her a lot and prooooobably should have linked this tumblr post for my submission cause I’m about to give even more design context and such, but. Oops. 😭 I was very excited and impatient. But yeah! More info below :]

So I almost immediately knew I wanted to draw a weird half-woman siren/harpy sort of design, as that is just my guilty pleasure and comfort zone. And I really needed a comfort zone cause I am so busy with school and my hand is HURTING. Back on track though, from there I wanted to make a creature that lures weary travelers to oasis to drown and eat them

These were some of my main inspirations, some got more attention than others. The sandfish was surprisingly my biggest inspiration though, despite how things turned out. I also took some inspiration from general reptilian and more specifically snake-like features. As well as taking the idea of upper and lower body coloring from sea creatures as a means to better camouflage with the light from above or darkness from below.

I was struggling with inspiration from there though, before I saw an unrelated monster design that leaned into the more monster woman design, with many heads at the front of it’s more monster parts chest. Which inspired me to design chicks and have them latch onto the plume, akin to how mother opossums look with all their babies. It made the design go from appealing to completely endearing to me in moments.

I imagine they are also similar to opossums in many ways involving caring for their young. One thing I note is how when an opossum mothers den is unsafe, she will leave her children and return at night/when it’s quiet and try to retrieve them when it’s safe. I’ve had that happen with an opossum mom who left around 12 of her babies in my garage in a soda can box and they were all so cute and I made sure they were left alone. BACK ON TOPIC THOUGH.

I did mess around with speckling in the design, but couldn’t find a way to convey that in a way I enjoyed, hopefully the sand coloring carries this on its own. She also originally had black hair but I accidentally made her blonde and realized how much i enjoyed that in her palette anyway and how it would better camouflage too.

Camouflage is not my favorite word to spell.

But yeah otherwise this piece also acted as a means to try out a new approach to line art. No pen pressure. I realized most artists who use defined line art I enjoy, do not use pen pressure and I often don’t enjoy the looks of high pen pressure inking in my own works so why. Was I using pen pressure. I don’t know. Anyway I love how this looks and it was so easy on my pained wrists so I will have to do more of this :]!!!

[woundedoves]

Can you do one of Neuvillette x male reader please?§(*￣▽￣*)§ I don't know if it was understood, my English is very bad. Thank you (ಥ _ ಥ)

Neuvillete x Bottom M!Reader Miscellaneous Sex Scenarios (NSFW)

a/n: i want to fuck him so bad…. i wanna have a cock so bad just to fuck half or more of the hoyo boys im so serious

warnings: claws and a small portion of rough sex

just… ugh god, the feel of his cold tongue against your warm cock, the way his tongue would wrap around the head of it, making you moan and shiver. his eyes are always on you, never closed or looking elsewhere. eyes fixated on you as he digs his claws into your thighs, humming softly when he feels your hips stutter as takes your cock deeper inside his (cold) mouth.

i just love the predetermined temperature play that comes with having sex with this dragon, you’re all hot and bothered, finally take your cock out and the cold slick feeling of Neuvillette’s cock wrapping around the head… he actually loves just touching you. being a cold blooded creature and all. he loves having his claws inside your ass while his tongue works your cock, desperately swallowing every drop of pre-cum as he hums at the taste, making you flush even more than you already are.

his dick twitches soooo much when he’s just inside you and is waiting for you to adjust. just, loves the feeling of your warmth enveloping his cock(s), makes him shiver in the best possible way as he snakes his arms around waist and puts his chin on your shoulder. asking for permission. then fucking your ass with such nonchalant vigour you’d think you’re just a fleshlight, it’s not his intention though, he just gets so excited and your tight hole is so fucking warm and he feels his logic slip from his brain as his hormones tell him to breed and breed and - he bites down on your shoulder as you cry out, your poor insides getting rearranged as your thighs twitch from the overwhelming pleasure.

and when he’s rimming you? fuck that would be a trip and a half. his tongue reaches so fucking deep, the way it rakes over your prostate as you arch your back and he doesn’t stop. fuck he loves the way you taste, he could just do this for the whole night and cum in his pants again and again just to have your hole tighten around his tongue and your dick spurt cum that coats his face again and again.

[paraphwrites]

@carpediemma made a poll post about which characters would be who in an alice in wonderland au and none of the one's winning are the ones i want so i will now be justifying my thesis

alice - niko. above all else, alice must be curious and kind. she is also afraid, a lot, because she's in a wild new world - very similar of how niko is scared and in a new world (both ghost/supernatural, america, and a world without her father)

white rabbit - edwin. polite yet preoccupied, punctual yet anxious, obsessive yet unpredictable, always dressed smart... the similarities go on. and while i think some of their actions might not align entirely, i think there is a case to be made for edwin shewing someone along, insisting it must be done his own way

mad hatter - charles. playful, defiant to social norms, bit of an eccentric dress style! though charles is a bit less over the top, i feel that in the right environment, he could go totally mad. hatter has a lot of fun but there is this hint of despair to him which to me, entirely emulates charles

the dormouse - jenny. tired, confused, and underpaid, next question

the march hare - maxine. unpredictable, bizarre, reckless, excitable. not a huge character so not too much to go from but i see some loose similarities in the erratic nature - it's not that they're evil, it's that they're so invested in existence that they might stab you

please do not think of the implications of shipping the dormouse and the march hair i will not be held responsible for that

tweedledee and tweedledum - litty and kingham. petty?? childish?? looks similar??? guys come ON there is no more iconic duo in dbda! they're not very kind, they're not anti violence, they love attention- am i talking about the tweedles, or litty and kingham? you literally can't tell.

the caterpillar - tragic mick. appears when alice is uncertain and needs help, prompts her to reflect on her own identity. not particularly nice but is very helpful and kind, in his own way. calm, almost cryptic, slow manner of speech.

cheshire cat - the cat king. im not gonna explain this one

ok guys bare with me for the next two. they're kinda controversial. i could see them flipped and i did flip them many times but this is what i decided on

the duchess - esther. the duchess is abusive to her child (monty), but can be overly affectionate, as well. duchess is hella comedic in a dark way, she's got a fucked up relationship with power (duchess is a slave to the Queen, esther is a slave to the Snake), she's absurdly contradictory (like esther and her contradiction of wronging girls using lilith's gift)

the queen of hearts - the night nurse. the queen cannot see a way of life other than executions. i know she SEEMS hella emotional, but legit, i think it's more this desperate desire for feelings and sensations because she is so stuck in a loop of being listened to. the night nurse is similarly stuck in this loop of bureaucracy. neither are happy and neither have any true meaning to their lives. they both also seem to lack a nuance to empathy (nurse thinking ends justify the means so no need to feel guilty about the means, almost viewing finding the boys as a game in order to feel SOMETHING). neither would not survive a day in therapy

the king of hearts - kashi. foil to the queen of hearts, very minor character. gentle, soft spoken, trying his best, exists more in his own universe than anywhere else. the key difference is if they went to therapy, kashi's therapist would end up getting therapied, and king would just break down sobbing

the knave of hearts - monty. while if esther was the queen, maybe this would be more apt, but this is my analysis so i'll do what i want. the knave is a victim of absurd injustice, is somewhat sympathetic but ultimately a perpetuater of this same system. monty does the same thing with esther & her abuse. he is also young and handsome which, we've all seen joshua colley, i don't need to explain

the talking rose - crystal (with/pre-david.) haughty, mean, cruel, flirtatious. she's not a villain but she's definitely not on your side. she's critical, both of your looks, personality, and general vibe. but she's also just one of the many flowers, kind of how crystal was just one of the rich kids, not really doing all that much

in this version, i'd have when the flower's roots are freed be the same energy as the boy's getting rid of david. moment of self-transformation, free from curse. i will probably make a follow up post on how i'd do the plot, but i wanted to throw that bit on david out there.

[cherryflavoured7777]

okay i’m thinking a fic where you’re spending your first christmas with Hazel 🥹 and making a gingerbread house while drinking hot cocoa and watching movies… like TONS of fluff im in love with her.

PS i love u and ur writing so much 🩷

THANK U SM ANGEL <3 ily.

(THIS IS PURE FLUFF. BORDERLINE TOO SWEET BUT I AM A very cheesy hoe IM SORRY, you have been warned)

You and Hazel spend your first Christmas Eve together. <3.

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December 24th, Christmas Eve, found you spending the entire day at your girlfriend Hazel's house. The two of you totally immersing yourselves in a festive atmosphere, indulging in baking sessions, adding last minute decorations to the space, and listening to a blend of both classic Christmas tunes and your personal favourite songs.

You stood at the kitchen island, putting the finishing touches on a round of baking.

"Smells amazing, baby," Hazel sighed as she wrapped her arms around you from behind, observing you intently as you worked on mixing your second batch of cookies.

"Yeah?" you hummed.

"Mhmm, can't wait to try them." You felt the comforting weight of her chin resting on your shoulder, a warmth spreading through your body.

In the oven, your initial batch of Christmas cookies baked, ready to accompany the gingerbread house you were about to create.

Hazel snakes her arm in-front of you, dipping her finger into the cookie batter you're mixing.

"Hey! no tasting the batter yet." you protest.

"It's not for me, I already snuck a taste when you weren't looking. Open your mouth. You gotta try it."

Hazel’s hands met your waist again, and she gently spun you around.

She drew you a bit closer, fingers gently encircling your waist as she slid her batter-covered finger into your mouth, inviting you to taste. Her eyes grew slightly darker as she watched you slowly suck the batter off her finger, pupils fixated on your mouth. With raised eyebrows, she watched you expectantly.

"See?" She removes her finger from your mouth and licks the excess batter off her finger. "My girl can bake."

It all feels incredibly domestic, and merely being in her presence evokes a flutter in your stomach, a sensation that persists despite the fact that you see her almost every day. Love with Hazel unfolds in unexpectedly simple moments, and you can't help but feel fortunate, a sentiment she shares. The idea of experiencing such a pure connection once seemed unlikely to her, until she met you.

Your eyes stay fixated on hers before for a moment before she speaks.

"I love having you here,” she blurted out.

“I love being here,” you replied.

"No," she seemed a bit frustrated, as if you didn't fully grasp how deeply she meant it.

"Seeing you here gets me excited. Excited about what the future holds for us, you know? I know it sounds insane, or maybe like I’m thinking too far down the line, but I can't wait to come home to you existing in our place one day. Our kitchen, with the stuff we picked out together." Though confident and intentional, you could tell Hazel’s words were laced with vulnerability and a tad of insecurity.

Hazel’s words didn’t freak you out, though, they actually did the opposite. You never imagined you could feel so deeply enamored with another person. Truthfully, you would give her whatever she wanted.

"I know, Haze. Me too. I think about it so much, more than you know," you reassure her.

Hands still on your waist, she lifts you onto the countertop, adjusting slightly to stand between your legs.

Your hand instinctively reaches up to hold her face. You were both so young, and perhaps naive, but you never let that stop you from having these thoughts. You felt you owed yourself a completely lovesick, teenage romance, not tainted by fears of the future, not yet at least.

Your hands brush a strand of brown hair from her face, and you lean down to kiss her.

Whenever you kissed Hazel, you understood why people wanted to kiss, why they chased this feeling.

Growing up, you never quite understood it as much. But here in this moment, and every other one like it, you finally did. The warmth of her lips against yours, the subtle taste of cookie batter lingering between you—it's a simple joy that seems to encapsulate everything sweet and pure in your shared world.

You pull away, leaving her chasing you for more “Alright we gotta get these out of the oven, get out of my way,” you playfully command.

Walking over to put on your oven mitts, you take the tray out, carefully placing it on the stove. The sugary sweet aroma of the cookies envelops the kitchen with a rich warmth.

“I think we make a pretty good team,” Hazel says, smiling at you and admiring your baking.

“What are you talking about? I did all the work,” you tease, giggling as you await her response, turning back around to face her.

“Hey! That’s not true, I-” You cut off her protest with another kiss, choosing to indulge her instead of teasing her further. She smiles into the kiss, grabbing your waist before before her fingers start to trail along your spine, igniting a electricity against your skin. Letting the heated exchange linger, the playful banter transforms into a more intense moment as she slowly walks you backward and pushes you against the counter again.

The kitchen's warmth now feels more noticeable as ever as Hazel's lips leave yours and find their way to the sensitive curve of your neck. Soft, breathy sighs escape your lips, and you feel the air thicken around you. Hazel's hands move with purpose, exploring the contours of your body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

The magnetic pull between you intensifies, making it momentarily hard to focus on anything but the rising wanting in your chest. Yet, amidst the heat of the moment, Hazel manages to steer the energy back to your task, her lips lingering near your ear.

“Okay, ready to tackle this beast?” she asks, motioning to the unopened gingerbread house. The mischievous glint in her eyes tells you that she knew exactly what she was doing.

“Absolutley.” you smile, trying to seem unphased and ignore the growing heat between your thighs.

The next half-hour is spent constructing the gingerbread house with Hazel around her kitchen table. She eventually pulls you onto her lap on her chair, her arms encircling you as she reaches behind with the frosting, guiding your hands to steady them as you outline the bodies of the gingerbread men. Laughter reverberates through the room as you and Hazel engage in a frosting fight, adorning the gingerbread with colorful candies and sprinkles, not really paying too much attention to where you're putting them.

“This looks like shit,” you say, staring at your handiwork. Hastily, you reach to save the drooping roof thats caving in.

You can feel Hazel’s breath against your ear behind you as she lets out a laugh, her arms wrapping around you to help salvage the falling structure. The shared moment becomes a sweet memory, even if the gingerbread house didn't turn out as planned.

"I think it's perfect," Hazel declares, placing a gentle kiss on your cheek.

You glance around the room, the glow of Christmas lights casting a warm ambiance. The sound of holiday music playing softly in the background adds to the sweetness of the moment.

“Come on, I’m getting sleepy, let's go watch a movie,” she says, lifting you off her lap, interlacing your hand with hers as she pulls you up the stairs to her room.

You make your way up to Hazel's room, quickly discarding your T-shirt in exchange for one of her oversized sweatshirts, carrying her comforting scent.

Entering the bathroom, you find Hazel already brushing her teeth. You grab your toothbrush from the cup beside her sink, one that you kept there all the time because she insisted.

Staring at each other in the mirror, you both giggle as you brush your teeth in tandem, finding joy in the simplicity of shared routines. When Hazel finishes, she comes up behind you, grabbing a hair tie to keep your hair away from your face as you wash it. She mindlessly held your hips as you bent over to splash water on your face.

You and Hazel were both extremely clingy, but you couldn’t help it, always wanting to be close.

After both of you finish your skincare, you make your way over to her bed, clicking on the remote to her TV as you get comfortable under the covers.

“Okay, you have two choices, Home Alone or The Holiday?” you say as she climbs into bed beside you. She smells like soap and cookie batter.

“Why only those two?” She shifts under the covers, positioning herself beside you.

“Because those are my favourites,” you reply.

“I’ll watch whatever you want, babe,” Hazel says, a yawn escaping her mouth as she wraps her arm around you.

“If you fall asleep, I’m gonna be sad,” you warn. “I want to stay up with you until at least midnight. It's our first Christmas together, and I have to go home in the morning.” You pout.

Hazel’s eyes reflect a certain sadness in them, like she didn’t know how much you wanted her to stay awake. All of a sudden, it's as if her tiredness is gone as she sits up and walks across the room. She opens her closet and pulls something out, a large, flat, wrapped gift.

"Okay, I have something for you," Hazel grinned, excitement dancing in her eyes.

“But, my gifts for you are at home, I thought we were waiting until tomorrow.” You say, a pang of guilt hitting you.

“Shh- it’s fine. I want you to open it now, it’s just a small thing, I have more for tomorrow.” she says.

Her hands trembling slightly with anticipation, Hazel handed over the gift, a hint of nervousness in her smile. Your eyes light up as you accept the package, curiosity mingling with joy.

"Oh wow, Hazel, it's so beautifully wrapped," you say, carefully unwrapping the present.

As the paper fell away, revealing a sleek and elegant box, Hazel couldn't help but hold her breath. You opened the box to find a delicate frame containing a customized star map. The night sky on the night you first met, immortalized in a celestial display.

"Oh, Hazel," you gasped, your eyes welling up with emotion. You recongized the date immediately "Is this…?"

Hazel nodded, her heart swelling with affection. "It's the night we first met. The stars above us that night," she explained, her voice tender.

You and Hazel constantly argue about your first official time meeting. The truth is, she’d watched you from afar for months, never thinking she’d actually have a chance with you. You didn’t officially talk until the first night of senior year, at the annual senior campout. You’d spent basically that entire night with Hazel, following her in awe as she pointed out different constellations to you, her infatuation with astronomy becoming quickly apparent.

You traced your fingers over the constellations, a smile playing on your lips. "This is incredible. I can't believe you did this."

Hazel leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on your cheek. "I wanted us to have a piece of that moment forever. Something to remind us of where it all began."

The room seemed to shimmer with warmth as you pulled Hazel into a tight embrace, the framed star map cradled between you two.

“Thank you, Haze. I love it.” You whisper into her hair.

“Your welcome, baby. I’m glad you like it” she whispers back.

You spend the next two hours tangled up together watching The Holiday. Completely content in eachothers presence. As the credits roll, Hazel’s hands find yours, lightly toying with your fingers. “Hey, pass me your phone.” She whispers.

You reach for it beside you and hand it to her. She turns it on, the clock showing 12:13am, December 25th. She turns to look at you, beaming.

“We made it,” she says smiling, pressing a quick kiss to the corner of your mouth.

“Merry Christmas, baby.” She buried her head in the crook of your neck, peppering warm kisses all over.

“Merry Christmas, my love.” You whisper, hands finding her hair.

She coaxes you onto your side, pulling you into her, gently stroking your hair. The movie soundtrack faded into the background, replaced by the quiet cadence of your shared breaths. Hazel's fingers traced soothing patterns on your back, and as the clock ticked away the minutes, you succumbed to the gentle pull of sleep.

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NAHHH CAUSE I NEED A GF THIS CHRISTMAS NOW. WILL I EVER FIND LOVE??

[madohomo]

its my golden bday babyy i am 29 on the 29th today

life updates under the cut!!

i feel like my lifes been going 1000mph for a while now but some notable moments

- i got my masters degree and it was the hardest thing ive ever done honestly i didn't think i was gonna make it but my degree is in applied biosciences!! im v passionate abt a lot of science research so im excited to see where that takes me.

- im a homeowner now !! living w my 3 siblings and splitting a mortgage and its honestly so nice. the house so lovely and ive been through so much roommate hell in the past decade so its been nice to have housing security and ppl i can count on. house is kind of a zoo with so many animals though (2 cats, cockatiel, snake, axolotl, fish & coral) but we make it work

- I'm still working in clinical research as a coordinator on the only NIH funded long covid trial and it's been kind of brutal. not just because of the topic and the study itself being all over the fucking place, but they recently fucked me over financially and now I'm pretty much stuck working there until at least early next year.. but it does feel cool to contribute to such important research that is going to affect millions of people! I've been working on covid studies since summer of 2020 on both treatments and vaccines and now long covid. so I'm pretty burnt out but grateful that I've learned so much about how to protect myself and my loved ones because I'm pretty much the only person I know that still hasn't gotten covid yet. please PLEASE continue to mask, most importantly protect your face holes, and care for each other because everything we know so far is so horrific and we still have very little in terms of treatment options. the future is really looking so grim tbh.

- since October of last year I've been pretty involved in local organizing centered around Palestine. since then and especially during the international call for encampments I've really gotten to know a lot of amazing people who inspire me and remind me that a better world really is possible and we can really fucking build it ourselves. I feel like I've spent a really large portion of my twenties grieving my future because of climate catastrophe and endless war. but for the first time I feel safe and hopeful. I really encourage everyone to connect with your local organizations, meet people and get involved because getting connected and organized is really the only solution to every problem we face and if you're like me and feel existential dread on the daily, this is the best solution.

- and speaking of the friends and comrades we met along the way... I just want to talk about how much I love my friends and the people around me because I would have never made it to 29 without you. I love my local sapphic squad That makes that drained social battery go back to being full. and I love love all my out-of-state friends who continue to talk to me and want to be in my life still despite the distance!! I'm literally flying out tomorrow and seeing East Coast friends I started hanging out with during Homestuck days back in 2013 and now 11 years later. we're still planning shit together.

[rotting-ink]

Loved the demo! The origins system is awesome, and I’m a little curious: did you play Dragon Age? Either way, I am excited to play through the other origins.

I am already a little obsessed with Seir. My MC is probably a-ok with being damned if it means chilling with them in hell. I did have a question though! For the demon ROs, I know it was said that they would match the height of the MC, but would they be willing to change that if the MC was attracted to a bit of height difference?  How about other physical aspects?

I've never felt so seen. Yep, my favourite game of dragon age is very obviously origins, with all the different starting points and im always miffed when they left it out of the other games. It was so unique and cool so im SO happy that someone noticed the inspiration!! Currently working on the second round of powers for the Witch in the arranged marriage section (made a beta testers sniffle at the relationships with the witch's guardians, was fun) , Seir is being a bit sassy, so I'm excited to get a move on!

Okay, so! A bit further into the game, towards the end of Chapter 1 or start of Chapter 2, you can customise Seir more! You can select their humanoid height, but more of the customisation options go for their animal forms. If they're a furless cat or mega fluffy. Small yapper of a dog or a big guard dog? A poisonous mamba snake or a wee noodle of a beast? A really fuckin frightening jackrabbit or a lumpy lop with floppy ears? A fennec fox with big sticky up ears or a tibetan fox with a squished face? A magpie or a crow?

I think for Seir, in their humanoid form, they stick more to what they choose to look like, but would altar height and muscular and tattoos if they notice that the Witch finds it more attractive.

Thanks so much for this ask, it was really lovely!

[kny-agere]

im so excited ive been waiting for requests to open!!! yayyyy!! could you do baby space obanai please ?

I don’t have an idea in mind aside from one of his caregivers trying to get him to take his bottle and its a bit of a struggle … maybe its someone he isnt typically with, like giyuu or uzui! i love when obanai gets along with them

I don’t know if this counts as “getting along” but please enjoy!

★彡☆彡★彡

Cg! Giyuu & Baby! Obanai

Tomioka felt entirely unprepared for the situation at hand. Obanai held plenty of distaste for him and now was no exception. Shinobu had left him with only one instruction, get him to eat. There was a once warm bottle on the nightstand and a very upset Obanai hidden under the blankets.

At first Giyuu had tried to force him to eat. He smushed the bottle’s nipple against Iguro’s face until the boy cried and tucked himself away. Even Kaburamaru seemed cross, hissing softly.

Now Tomioka sits in the corner, staring at Iguro’s form. He considered leaving, but that felt cowardly.

Eventually Kaburamaru had to be the one to take initiative. The snake slithered off of the bed and onto Giyuu’s lap. He carefully sunk his fangs into the red sleeve and tugged. Frowning, Tomioka nudged the creature away. “He doesn’t like me.” The hashira spoke softly as he pokes Kaburamaru slightly harder.

Refusing to give up the snake coils tightly around Giyuu’s arm. The grip only loosens once the man stands. He crosses and rests at the edge of the bed.

Under the covers Obanai shifts but doesn’t reveal himself. Silence rests heavy in the air.

“You should eat.” It’s not very convincing but Giyuu tries anyways. Kaburamaru nudges the edge of the blanket but little hands grip it even tighter. A muffled grunt sounds from the middle.

“Give me a moment.” Tomioka leaves the room with the bottle. He’s only gone for a minute or two.

Upon his return Iguro has relaxed, albeit only slightly. Little tufts of black hair stick out from the sheets.

“It was cold so I warmed it up again.” Tomioka pushes the bottle against a lump that he thinks is Iguro’s hand. The warmth seeps through and gets the boy to peek out slightly.

Turned away slightly Giyuu keeps his gaze on the entryway rather than Obanai. Without the pressure of a forceful stare he slowly creeps towards the hand. Kaburamaru urges him to grab the bottle, though as soon as Iguro does he disappears once more. Tomioka doesn’t mind. He sits on the bed and gives the boy an odd little pat every few minutes. It was something he saw Tanjiro do often.

Eventually the empty glass was thrusted out from the covers. Crouching down Tomioka attempted to look Iguro in the eye. “Are you full?”

He made some sort of motion but it was indecipherable in the darkness. Furrowing his brows Giyuu asks again.

Frustrated Obanai huffs. “I’m full!” He sounds annoyed that it would even be question. Afterwards he retreats further back. Giyuu can barely make out the lights of his eyes.

Tomioka places the bottle to the side table. The only other thing sitting there is a pacifier. He swears Kaburamaru flashes him an encouraging glance. He keeps his hand at the edge of the bed in an attempt to lure the boy out once more. This time Iguro moves much quicker. Rather than grabbing it with his hand the hashira pokes his chin out, a tiny gap in his mask.

Tomioka pushes it into the space. When Obanai doesn’t immediately back away he gets another, real, head pat. Though the awkward and intense stare from Giyuu scares him away soon after.

[scatterplot-official]

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?

54. Favourite store?

55. Favourite blog?

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

75. Favourite animal?

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

90. Name a person you love?

100. How are you feeling?

116. Are you listening to music right now?

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

119. Favourite book?

133. Favourite lyrics right now?

(If these are too many than just pick whichever ones you want to answer ^^)

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

The sea! My dad lived in Florida as a kid and had an official suba license when he was 12! I really wanna see all the cool things he has.

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?

Black, it was for a marching band competition I was in (We won 1st in parade!)

54. Favourite store?

There's a bookstore in town I adore, I got my moth encyclopedia there.

55. Favourite blog?

Everyone in my pinned 🫶

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

Marching! Thats the only one I can remember though there may be more.

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?

Currently yes, Im having very confusing problems rn with my Irls. ily 5ever random, theyre my only irl who isnt being weird rn.

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

Yes! Rn I have Reginald the duck, Cathathy the Cuthulu, Bennedict the Bee, Barbie the possum and Holidog the Holiday World mascot.

75. Favourite animal?

My ouppies! Also snakes and kitties and bats and dinos and hyeenas.

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

Vanilla, but I dont really like icecream all that much.

90. Name a person you love?

My aunt 🫶Shes on my side no matter what and Im her favourite nephew.

100. How are you feeling?

Very tired. A lot has happened recently and its so exhausting.

116. Are you listening to music right now?

Yep! 8 Graves, Bored to Death

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

Very rarely. Im very picky about chicken but I love soup.

119. Favourite book?

Negative Space - B.R. Yeager (I ordered his other two books im very excited)

133. Favourite lyrics right now?

Victim To The Sands Of Time, Hourglass, Set It Off (Im getting it tattooed)

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

(bc i linked the songs too)

[kristiemewisstan]

The Tortured Poets Department: The Anthology Review (or me slowly going from spiraling in excitement to madness to sadness in 1 hour):

The Black Dog-

SO GOOD THIS IS SO GOOD IM YELLING THIS HAS MY FAV PRODUCTIKN THUS FAR I STILL XANT BELIEVE IT EITHER TAYLOR WHAT TGE FUCK | listen 2 cause I was to hype to truly listen, the magic fabric of her dreamin’ 🥺, oh the original father cheated song, DO YOU HATE ME? ooooof the fact that she felt made fun of by him and still went on to do her shit is so strong and I love her, your honor

imgonnagetyouback-

This one is VERY GOLD RUSH and I’m in love (I’m so sorry I’m not gonna be able to be unbiased rn because I’m too fucking excited), the ahh ahhhhs are so GOOOOOOODDDDD

The Albatross-

“One less temptress one less dagger to sharpen” OOF I feel like I’m in terrible danger of a heart attack, Taylor, I-I Love This Song So Much it’s so folklore

Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus-

THIS IS SO GOOOOOOOOOD TAYLOR WHAY THE FUCK MAN, Certified Horse Girl, I’m gonna need to be medicated after this

How Did It End?-

I HEREBY CONDUCT THIS POSTMORTEM IS SUCH A HARD LINE TO START A SONG WITH, the amount of piano overall in these pleases me IMMENSELY, SITTING IN A TREE D-Y-I-N-G yeah Taylor that’s what YOU ARE DOING TO ME

So High School-

THIS IS WHAT I WANTED THE WHOLE ALBUM TO BE, 💯 made to vibe like a coming of age story, “YOU GONNA MARRY KISS OR KILL ME” I LOVE HER, bridge goes HARD

I Hate It Here-

scared to go outside, OH MU GOD JUST THE WHOLE SONG I KEEP WANTING TO WRITE LYRICS DOWN, so folklore, this ones it, ITS IT I LOVE IT SO MUCH

thanK you aIMee-

Oh so we cheated okay Joe I see how it is your days are numbered, SING FUCK YOU AIMEE, HELL YEAH TAYLOR, ID WRIT A THOUSAND SONGS THE YOU FIND UNCOOL, ITS ON SIGHT, OH ITS HAPPY NOW YAY

I Look in People’s Windows-

Okay stalker much lol, this one is sad :(, very pretty though I’m sorry I can’t focus on the lyrics I’m too hype, very folklore so very sad

The Prophecy-

THIS SOUNDS LIKE ANOTHER SONG BUT I CANT PLACE IT it’s gonna kill me, “who do I have to speak to about if they can redo the prophecy” rip my heart out my god, DONT NEED MONEY JUST SOMEONE WHO WANTS MY COMPANY, also a very sad one

Cassandra-

snake mention 🐍, THE ALTO UNDERLAY OH MY GOD, I normally am not the largest fan of vocal layering when it’s this obviously but this is absolutely lovely, this one tells a VERY GOOD story, “BUT THEY NEVER SPARED A BRICK FOR MY SOUL” OOOOOOF

Peter-

the piano started off this song and I immediately smiled and it ends up being such a bittersweet song, “promises oceans deep but never to keep” these songs rip my heart more and more and more, CAUSE LOVES NEVER LOST WHEN PERSPECTIVE IS EARNED this really hurt me, this longing hurts me

The Bolter-

She’s a runner she’s a track star! THE CHORUS ugh I love it Taylor why do you have to be so good, yeah this one was very good and I relate to being scared of commitment after heartache SOOO MUCH

Robin-

“Strings tied to lovers” IM CRYING, “ALL THIS SHOWMANSHIP TO KEEP IT” JOSEPH YOU FUMBLED SO HARD, THE INVISIBLE STRING RIFF IM ALREADY CRYING YOU DIDNT NEED TO DO THAT TO ME, i will never be able to listen to this song and invisible string in the same day I think it’s genuinely break me

The Manuscript-

the opening piano made me close my eyes and take a deep breath in, New Year’s Day vibes BUT SAD, oh god you know what I’ll kill him, I’ll take the hit, she knew what the agony had been for 🥹 fuck

First Listen Overall- 10/10

I have no notes it was everything I dreamed the actual album would be Taylor please let me buy this on vinyl I need to have it in my grasp also please give me the lyrics written out so I can analyze it plz

I don’t have a favorite they are all my favorite you could pay me to choose

[uselessmicrowave]

HII i was the anon asking for a matchup hehe (both bots and cons, literally anyone) im just so interested and excited abt the matchup since its my first time doing one :DDD

Im quite short, around (5'6), i have a darker shade of green eyes (w long lashes) and long black hair with pink highlights that end around my mid back, (it's quite curly too); im very pale, and i mean "the first time they see me they tell me im a vampire" kind of pale, i have plump lips that are pink, kinda like a blushy pink! I have an ear piercing, and some snakebites, tho it's not pierced, its those ones where you can hook them on, ive also got a thing for silver rings (one is vine like and the other is a silver snake that goes up halfway on my pointer finger [i love snakes]; on my right hand tho is a single gold ring)

On how i dress, i usually do not give any fucks- literally, i just throw anything on (my usual fit is a black shirt, and some soft pants)

I'm an INTP (for some reference since i really suck at describing things) Me as i describe myself, am a very quiet person, quiet as in "my friends forgot i was in the backseat" kind of quiet, im usually a homebody, literally, another reason why i get called a vampire is that i hate sunlight, alot, i dont like going out as much as my friends do, since i hate loud and public places tho i would really be down to hangout with them whenever. I always keep to myself and refrain from ever speaking out, always observing, and just listening; but when i get closer to someone and get to know them more i usually get loud and very talkative. Even tho im always patient doesn't mean i wouldn't punch someone if they mess w me or my friends, as i could really have a high temper; on a side note, im very patient! Really im not even kidding i literally put up with someone's shit for 3 years and still going.

Hobbies or things i generally like/ like to do is art!! Mostly digital art, you'll always see me with my tablet everywhere i go, and i rarely share them as i have absolutely zero confidence, i also love to read! (Fav being tolkien books, both LoTR and TH) i also write my own stories and could be so into world building, its taking me 3 years to actually build my world properly. I love music like its not even funny; aside from seeing me w my tablet, i guarantee you'll always see me wearing earphones and jamming, im a sucker for roadtrips while i gaze outside just daydreaming and forgetting about reality (im a hardcore daydreamer). I really dont have a certain music taste since i just play whatever sounds good!!

Hello anon! I’ll match you up with TFA Prowl!

Prowl is fascinated by your piercings. How do you get one? Does it cause daily issues? How do you take care of them? What are the other kinds (He'll keep these questions to himself though, but he will encourage you if you start rambling about it or want to talk about it)?

He's also very quiet compared to the other bots, and he'd prefer to have a 'home date' or just hang out with you somewhere outside in a quiet and shady area.

Prowl is glad you get talkative when you two are alone, because he really won't speak up about anything unless it's dire or bothering him an insane amount.

He is very interested in your digital art process, he'd love to watch you draw if you'd let him.

You'll have to introduce you to your favorite authors and books if you want him to understand a specific reference/joke.

He's amazed that you had taken three years to... make a world? He doesn't completely understand but, tell him about it, please, he'd love to hear about it.

If he sees you wearing headphones/earbuds, he'll ask what song or what artist you're listening to, especially if you look like you're enjoying it.

[bobs-secret-blog]

Loved by the hashiras- part 2

The first meet-up

Ok so part 2 is finaly here, it took me a while to come up with something, and i cant realy fit all the ideas in here so there will be a part 3 and 4 . Also read part one if you havent already, this was all a request by the lovely @danielle-marie ! Ok lets get to it.

This is it. You have made it to the headquarters where you will now meet your new colleagues. The infamous Hashiras.

You have always dreamed of meeting them and working alongside them, slaying and fighting demons with them. Looking down to your right you saw Kiriya looking right at you. Waiting for your approval and response. And with one last look into his eyes, you nodded your head for him to open the door.

A bright light shining into your eyes. It was a beautiful place. Filled with the greenest trees and clearest lake that had looked like a little swamp for frogs and little birds. And there they were. 

The 9 Hashiras and their master sitting before them. Oh, now you were nervous. They were looking at you! Oh lord, this is so embarrassing.  

‘Welcome back.’ said a purple haired Hashira. She had a butterfly clip in her hair and the haori she wore resembled a butterfly. 

‘ Now let's not get too excited. Welcome to the headquarters (Y/n). We are delighted to meet you.’ said a man who you had guessed was Ubayashiki. 

You had instantly bowed down onto your knees before him ‘Thank you so much for this opportunity master! I will always try to do my best as a Hashira’ your voice was uneven from the nervousness. 

‘ Its quite alright (Y/n), you were chosen by me after all. I thought about all of this for a while, you know? You are going to be the star Hashira. I have a house located for you just outside the headquarters, all your belongings are in there along with some food and furniture. It should be comfortable.’ 

‘ Oh that’s really lovely of you to do master!’ he chuckled at that before standing up. 

‘ Now if you would like to meet your new colleagues I will give you plenty of time to.’ 

‘Thank you master!’ and with that Kiriya and Kanata escorted him away, leaving you with pure anxiety. 

‘ Well that was one flashy entrance must I say! Quite exquisite!’ slowly turning around you to see who said those words you saw a big, tall man with white hair staring down at you. His big muscles and biceps leaned you to believe you were very tiny. Even though your form was alright.  

‘ I completely agree with you Tengen, she is very beautiful! I can see her helping me out in a mission or maybe even on something else’ said a man with red and yellow hair. Oh wow this made you blush. 

‘Don’t flirt with her dipshits, you're making her feel embarrassed. Introduce yourself first! Besides don’t you have 3 wives already Tengen? ‘the man who said that had scars on his chest and short gray hair.  

‘ A fourth one wouldn’t be much of a trouble; I would spoil her day and night! My name is Tengen Uzui, your future soon-to-be flashy husband!’ he stopped and kissed the back of your hand. Yep now you were feeling very dizzy. 

‘ I'm (Y/n) (L/n) nice too meet you I guess. But im not looking for a lover right now! But thanks for the offer tough I wish we can all just be very good friends!’ 

Everyone's smile twitched a bit at your sentence, poor you just wanted to be friendly, what did you do!? 

‘Well you must be tired aren't you (Y/n) ? I bet all that walking did a number on you!’ said a pretty lady with pink and green hair. ‘ I'm Mitsuri, the love pillar, it's quite nice to meet you. If you'd like I can lead you to your house!’  

‘ Oh that would be very lovely, thank you!’ 

‘ Um may I come with you please, id like to meet our new colleague’ this time it was a heterochromatic- eyed boy with masks on his face and the cutest snake you had ever seen.

You always loved serpents and reptiles like snakes, frogs, worms and lizards, especially lizards. You had begged your parents since you were young for a lizard pet, and finally, they bought one for your birthday.

A small blue tounge skink, you had him for 7 years now. You had sometimes taken him onto missions, hiding him in your haori. You had named him after your late brother Chikako. 

‘ Oh of course you can come, what's your name?’ 

‘ Im Iguro the serpent pillar, nice to meet you (Y/n). And this little guy is Kaburamaru.’ 

‘He's realy cute!’ you went on to pet the snake, it had licked your hand and leaned more into you. 

‘He likes you a lot.’ Iguro said with a slight blush. 

‘ Let's get going before the dark falls, wouldn’t want any troubles on the way.’ 

Right after Mitsuri had said that you began walking to your new home. It was maybe 10 minutes of walking into the woods, the house being very pretty, surrounded by wisteria trees and pretty bushes.

Making it into your house you saw it had a beautiful décor inside, and on the table was the tree where Chikako was sleeping.  

‘Oh my baby, thank God you're okay.’ 

‘You also like serpents?!’ Iguro asked with a big blush. 

‘I love them very much; they all remind me of family and friends.’ 

After some time Mitsuri and Iguro had to go back, but in the last minute, Mitsuri gave something to you. 

‘Have some Sakura mochi (Y/n), they are my favorite!’ Mitsuri said with hearts in her eyes.  

‘Thank you so much Mitsuri, I will be sure to enjoy them!’ and with that you had separated, closing the door with a sleepy sigh, walking to your bed. Not even bothering to shower as you go into your dreams.

[animegirlspongebob]

Hey Viper!!! I’d love to here about ur OC’s

oh wow oh wow thank you so much!!!!! okay there’s like a lot so sorry if this is long and incoherent im extremely excited about them all.

so!!! since they’re from slivering ghost town, i have to introduce some ocs that aren’t new, but i haven’t talked about them yet. also be aware that slivering ghost town takes place 16 years into the future!! (also some characters i mention while explaining are my friend’s ocs)

first up, there’s Vanilla! Vanilla’s biological parents are Michellis and Salem, although it’s widely believed that she was born to Michellis and Button. however, Michellis and Button died not long after Vanilla was born. so since then, she’s been raised by Button’s son Snake, and his boyfriend Sparkle! Vanilla’s nice, but a bit too nice, often prioritising others happiness over their own. they are 16 in SGT, and can see all ghosts!

then there’s Lottie! Lottie’s biological parents are Tessa and Anthony, but Tessa died also not long after her birth, and Anthony died when she was five, so she was also adopted by Snake and Sparkle! Lottie is very low energy, and struggles expressing herself properly. she takes it upon herself to look after the entirety of her friend group. she’s 16 in SGT, and can see some ghosts!

then there’s Doubloon! Doubloon is Sal and Goldie’s child, which makes her Otto’s grandchild! she, like her father, is a rowdy little pirate! unlike her father she can at least not throw chairs at people. she knows very well how to use a sword, though! she’s 13 in SGT, and can see all ghosts!

then there’s Chester! Chester is Candie and Onion’s child, making him Snake and Hudson’s younger brother! (he also has an older sister, but you’ll see her later on this list). Chester’s a sweet little man, but he’s frightened rather easily. he enjoys baking quite a bit! he’s 11 in SGT, and can see all ghosts!

and finally (kinda…there’s another kid whos one of the main ones, but she’s my friend’s oc, so i can’t go into detail on her) Medic! Medic is Doc’s younger child, and she’s nonverbal! she’s often bullied by her older sister, Bandaid, for various reasons. she’s pretty shy, but likes to help people as much as she can. she’s 11 in SGT, and can see all ghosts!

NOW, onto the actual new ones you asked about!

first up, there’s Apple!! Apple is Dahlia and Cheri’s kid! unlike the other parents on this list, Dahlia and Cheri are not in any kind of relationship! they were just uh…..getting a bit silly day if you catch my drift!! luckily for Apple there’s no tension between them and they get along fine. Apple however, wants to be more then just “the kid of that weird alcoholic and that weird mortician”. they aren’t the fondest of either of their mothers…..but they’re 13 in SGT, and can see some ghosts!

next there’s Charlotte!!!! Charlotte is Chester’s older sister i mentioned earlier, making Snake and Hudson her older brothers too!! Charlotte is one of the most rational of the group, and tries to keep them out of trouble. keyword: TRIES. but she’s a very lovely girl!! she’s 14 in SGT, and can see all ghosts!!!

then there’s Gracelyn! Gracelyn is Guts’ younger sister, and while she keeps a calm and stoic exterior, she’s extremely anxious. just like her older sibling, she unfortunately has, for lack of a better term, mommy issues. she’s 16 in SGT, and can see all ghosts!

and finally, one of my FAVOURITES, Sydney-Rose!!! Sydney-Rose is Lucy and Tobias’ child, but unfortunately for little Sydney, her dad dies when she is very young….possibly right in front of her. this is probably why she’s so angsty today, remaining quite a mystery to the rest of the kids. despite this, they treat her as apart of the group, which is nice of them. most people are still quite weary of her, due to her odd behaviour, “scary” appearance, and the fact that both of her parents are known serial killers. she’s 15 in SGT, and can most ghosts.

technically there’s more! but those are my friends ocs, so i can’t go into detail about them! im sure you’ll meet them all eventually, though!

[seaside-werewolf]

tell me about your plants!!

(SORRY ANON I WENT TO BED BEFORE I SAW THIS! BUT I LOVE YOU!!!)

I have 7 plants in my room at the moment that I really really love, although I have a couple others around the house that I couldn't fit in anywhere else rip (including a massive monstera that is honestly outgrowing our tiny house, no windows or corners are big enough for it!)

The tallest plant in my room is one of my snake plants (Dracaena trifasciata) Not a great picture of it but it's doing really well! Its weird, i've seen some places say snake plants (or Tigers Tail, also a cool name) grow slow which is just not true, they grow incredibly fast if kept well especially over the spring and summer! The new leaf on the righthand side of the pot only started sprouting a couple months ago! The newer leaves on the bottom left are actually a separate plant I decided to put into this pot since there's still lots of space and snake plants often are kinda clumped together and have offshoots around the main oldest bits of the plant. Tbh, I should have left it longer to repot, I got too excited :' ) Snake plants actually like being quite cramped and you can/should leave them a good long while before repotting but mine luckily didn't see to mind! I really love the patterns on snake plants leaves, they are much stronger and lighter when the leaves are new and then do fade with age but they're so lovely :' )

I have a second snake plant that I rescued outside someones university accommodation when i was a student- They left it probably because they thought they killed it, but snake plants are very hard to kill and specifically come from environments where they get very little water, so tbh it was absolutely not a lost cause so it was sad they left it behind! That tall leaf at the back thats out of frame? One of the newer leaves that only started growing this year- shows how fast they grow! You can see which are the oldest leaves at the bottom, the damage on them is from its old home :' ) But it's been very happy! Did you know snake plants only release oxygen at night? They've adapted to do it because it stops them from getting dehydrated during the day! It's also good to dust the leaves or use a damp cloth to wipe them, helps them make the best use of the sunlight they get, I also give them a liquid plant food in the spring/summer, not that they super need it but just to give them a lil boost.

One plant that im very very proud of at the moment is my Silver Satin Pothos :' ) (Epipremnum aureum), sometimes called Devil's Ivy which is kind of a cool name. Most people probably have seen a Golden Pothos, which I think is the most common variety around, but my favourite is the Silver Satin variety because of the cool-toned colours and the amazing leaf patterns! Pothos love climbing and in the wild climb up their host trees (and can kill them if left unchecked...), i've been trying to think for a while of where I can move mine to so it can climb but I still haven't totally decided! In the direct sunlight, the leaves glimmer a little which is very very pretty. The difference between the size of leaves on a houseplant Pothos and a wild one is also insane, their leaves get absolutely Huge in the wild! They can also flower but it is rare, they have a hormone deficiency in their genes which is why it is so rare, although you can artificially get them to flower by spraying them with a gibberellic acid mix thing, I don't know a ton about it though, I'm happy to leave mine alone haha.

Here's one of my slowest growing plants though, a Green Trumpet Jade, or Finger Jade (Crassula ovata)! It's technically a Gollum Jade, but the interesting difference is caused by a mutation due to a bacteria, mycoplasma, which makes the normally flat leaves curl up into tubes! I can never get good pictures of my one but its a really decent size and I've had it for years, my oldest plant! Gollum Jades can live 100+ years and are sometimes passed down between generations!! In the very bottom of the picture you can see the babies, the leaves are fragile and pretty easy to knock off, so when that happens I just pop them into some soil and quite often they will begin to root!

Okay so this is my newest plant and it has absolutely exploded, its been so fast growing! It has doubled in size from when I got it at the end of May. It's called Inchplant, or Wandering Spiderwort (Tradescantia Zebrina) it also has an unfortunate common name that is rightly being phased out/called out more recently. A lot of people have these as hanging plants, but there's not really anywhere to hang plants in my room since it's small so I've opted to tie it to supports to encourage it to grow upwards instead. I got this one for the colour because it's just amazing! Never seen such pink/purple leaves before : ) The pink comes from anthocyanins I believe, specifically Inchplants like mine are bred to have higher levels of anthocyanin, the only way this really affects houseplants like this is they need slightly more light because less green in a plant means less chlorophyll.

Ahhh I feel like this answer is getting kind of long now so I might stop there hhdhfkj, my two other plants in here though are a Dragon Tree (Dracaena Marginata) which hopefully one day will move from window to floor as it gets bigger! And also my quite new Parlour Palm (Chamaedorea Elegans), it is a pretty popular houseplant but also slow growing, so it takes a long long time to get as big as some of the ones you see in fancy house decor photos, but I'm hoping mine will get to that point one day!

Thanks for indulging me anon, I love talking about my plants :" )

[jujurose222]

Tumblr is for the know it all’s. I don’t want to be a know it all, but I am, and I try my hardest not to be so annoying. But like it just happens and i dont know how. I’m tired of like shaming myself though, I’m just sharing knowledge I know, without considering feelings and that’s where the problems come in. I have been trying really hard not to be so insensitive. So apologies to anyone who I’ve been a know it all too, I’m sorry for spilling my nerd juice all over you, it was inconsiderate. Most of the time I just overwhelm people with a butt fuck of information in one sitting, I try to speak as fast as my mind is moving and watch their faces fall so quickly. I’ve only met one person who could keep up more than anyone I know. Even so, I’m still in another world talking about some buffoonery nobody is even aware of. Also when I’m with him I can control this more, it’s so strange, it’s like something is being communicated silently. Versus anybody else, everything sort of clashes, does not blend. Information just bounces off their brains back to me. With him, information I give is going somewhere, i dont know where, and being sent back to me, but not always through voice. Something silent. He sends me information that i dont even know what im doing with, but im doing something without thinking about it. It’s like looking at a symbol or artwork, it produces something inside you, an energy meant to propel you somewhere. Our energy exchange propels me like looking at paintings of gods and goddesses. Stories of our Psyches that come from the stars. Looking in his eyes is like looking in these paintings that are like looking in the stars. I say “in” not “at” very specifically, because I do not mean superficially. I mean consciously realizing the act of admiring and indulging in these pieces of art is doing something to me energetically. It’s so much more than body, but the body is the entrance to this. His body is my entrance to the heavens. Like the snake is the entrance to the world. I see the cosmos inside of him, inside, inside, inside. Subterranean realms below my earth, the subterranean realms inside him are fascinating. They are dark and gloomy, and I want to see them, so I can climb up to his paradise. But now that I think of it, I’ve been inside his subterranean realms for a while. Help me get out of the hive mind? I pray and pray but my faith is blind here. But I asked for this, I did. I swear I did. I knew what I signed the day I opened my eyes. I knew what I was beginning the day I heard my coworker talk about him. I knew what I wanted, there was no stopping what came over me. Because I signed a more important contract before I came to earth. Like an old cartoon where the characters eyes bulge out of their head, I felt that way when I saw him. I had never been a girl to admire in such a way, not in such a deep way. I was able to see so far into his eyes, endless surprise like the stars in my night sky. Nobody’s eyes have been so enticing, “oh I met him before.” Maybe, but that’s not even what I mean, it’s so much more than that. His eyes fuel a fire inside me, one of love and passion for creation. Creation of art, words, timelines, dreams, doorways. Holds out his hand, insinuating, after you, but he still manages to take lead even from behind me.

I love him so much. So much to the point it endlessly terrifies and excites me, just like every amazing opportunity in my life. Except this one is more severe than anything I’ve ever known. I love him so bad, I cannot contain myself. I love him so bad, it physically pains my soul to think of him being cold. I would like to show him warmth. But my therapist said, “you shouldnt help someone unless they ask for help.” She said this before I did what I did. Before I left him to enjoy the cold, because he never asked for my warmth. I did what she said, and we still hurt. But it is not the end. I know it, you’re a fool. The fool is ruled by Aries. Don’t think I don’t know the part well, I’ve played it endlessly, even as a know it all. They just consider my information, tomfoolery. Despite the truth resounding in their bones. I love him. I love you. I love the feeling I get beside you. I love life because I met you, it’s true good things happen on earth, thank you proving that to me.