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homophyte · 2 years ago

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plant updates time again!

it was my birthday so i got myself some nice new carnivorous babies!! but first let’s talk about garlic again.

she’s still doing pretty well with ALL that new growth, and again the immature traps seem to be staying so i think the problem was indeed fixed. honestly i’m surprised those two large traps have held out as long as they did, i figured they’d be on their last legs last week! either way i’m very excited about the new growth but a little nervous it’s so slow growing atm. i think it did go through a like, mini-dormancy or something and we’re on the tail end of it now (i hope!). again considering some changes to how i water mainly thinking about just biting the bullet and buying distilled water. i’ve been hesitant because in my area we have really good tap water and it’s been working great so far plus it just seems a waste to buy water from the store when i have it on tap…but if i don’t see more improvement i’ll probably make the switch. i might also make it because i now have TWO more carnivores to feed who have likewise picky tastes with water.

first, here’s my new sarracenia pitcher (north american pitcher plant). VERY excited about this one because they’re native in my area so should do well and in my experience VERY hardy. i’m not quite sure of the species (so many hybrids…) but i’m hoping i’ll be able to find out more when/if the color comes in. it’s in a really tiny pot cause i just got it home but i’m gonna take a more suitable one home fromy job with some more sphagnum and give it some more room. i just think he’s beautiful and ALL the new growth..! accepting name suggestions if you’ve got em.

i don’t think i’ve ever been as nervousited for a plant as i am for this nepenthes pitcher (tropical pitcher plant). this is probably the most difficult to grow plant i’ve ever had in my care but he’s so fabulous…! really hoping i don’t muck it up. my biggest worry atm is for the soil it came in which i don’t really have the ability to supplement atm, best i can do is add sphagnum :(. i know i have it in good lighting (bright diffused, between the windows and not direct) and i’m not too worried about water, but i know they’re SO finicky (flytrap dramatics aside). take a look at these traps + new growth though!

at the moment i’m trying to just be happy i have one. again not sure of the species (SO SO MANY HYBRIDS…) and i don’t have a name picked out so suggestions welcome! i’ll definitely keep updating because i’m ecstatic about my new ones!

#myposts #plants tag #carnivorous plants 🥰🥰🥰#now i just need a sundew again lol #although butterworts have always been on my list…this is the devil talking though #i just want to do good for what i have right now and that’s the best i can offer

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fazar234 · 3 years ago

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Can’t Show My Face

Hey everyone! I’m proud to announce the full fic is finally here! (I ended up finishing this sooner than I thought lol) With that being said, enjoy!

(tw: self-harm)

Tags/Inspirations: @hughjidiot , @eeveearoace-creative , @space-lynn , @dawn-is-gay , @thecrusadercomrade , @iamnota-sexualperson and @iamthelordoftime

After everything that had happened, Sasha Waybright had never expected her life to start taking a turn for the better.

It had been two whole months since Sasha and Grime attempted (and failed) to overthrow King Andrias, who revealed himself to be a tyrant bent on conquering multiple worlds, starting with Earth. Two whole months since Marcy confessed to having stranded them on Amphibia intentionally out of the fear of losing them. Two whole months since Anne activated her powers, thinking she’d lost Sprig, and attacked Andrias. Two whole months since Anne and her frog family, the Plantars, fled into the portal for Earth.

Two whole months since Anne and Sasha both had to watch Marcy get stabbed by that tyrant, an apology barely escaping her lips.

Since that day, Sasha and Grime had taken refuge in Wartwood, and started a new and improved rebellion, consisting of not just toads, but also the frogs and newts as well. Sasha herself had begun trying to be a better person, getting to know the town better, who also came to know her better. She had befriended Ivy Sundew, the girlfriend of Sprig Plantar, whom Sasha had tried to kill that day at Toad Tower (the subject was still awkward for the both of them). She had protected them from Andrias’ robots, but they helped fight too sometimes. She had even managed to make up with Percy and Braddock, after some tough conversations.

Sasha had come to love Wartwood. It was funny, really. Before, she had only seen the town and its people as something to rule over, to control. But now, it felt like a home, a real home, one where she could be loved, cared for, and understood, unlike her home and parents back on Earth, who never bothered to listen to her.

One fine afternoon however, Sasha was heading back to the Plantars’ house to check up on Bessie and MicroAngelo, the two snails of the farm, when suddenly someone yelled “AMBUSH!” and tackled Sasha to the ground. She didn’t need to look up to know that it was her friend Ivy.

“Ha! Gotcha again!” Ivy exclaimed, as Sasha sat up, rolling her eyes with a smile.

“Yeah, you sure did,” Sasha chuckled, before asking, “So, uh, what’s gotten you so excited today kid?”

“Oh, you are NOT gonna believe this,” Ivy said, bouncing up and down as Sasha giggled at the sight. What she heard next, though, made her freeze.

“Anne’s back!”

Sasha blinked once, trying to understand if she had just heard her correctly. “Wait, what? What do you mean she’s back? W-what are you talking about?”

“I said Anne’s back, genius,” Ivy replied, rolling her eyes, unaware of the fear in Sasha’s voice. “One of our spies spotted her and the Plantars in a nearby village, northeast of Wartwood. Should be about a few hours before she arrives, which will give us enough time to throw a Welcome-Back PARTYYYY!” she whooped, stretching the last word. Her smile faded when she saw the look on Sasha’s face. “Uh…Sasha? You ok?”

Sasha didn’t respond, her mind too clouded with fear and dread of her inevitable reunion with Anne, especially after what had happened the last time the two were together. Memories flashed, her first fight with Anne at Toad Tower, when she let go of Anne’s hand, her second fight with Anne on the Newtopian gates after her second betrayal, where she was more furious and untrusting than ever, and refused to listen to her warnings about Andrias. Her words echoed in her head, words that had opened her eyes ever since.

“You’re a horrible person, Sasha, and I’m DONE being friends with you!”

She’ll be angry if she sees me. She’ll think I’m hurting them, and she’ll try to kill me. I can’t show my face to her. I can’t. I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I-

“I can’t,” Sasha whispered, and with that, she ran off towards the barn, much to Ivy’s surprise and concern, past Grime who never got the chance to welcome her back, and locked herself in.

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Ivy ran after Sasha, concerned for the blonde, as it wasn’t normal for her to just run like that (She had done that before when she first returned to Wartwood, but still). She had always known that Sasha would be nervous about seeing Anne again, provided that things between them were rough, but she didn’t think she would be THAT scared.

She headed towards the barn, where she found Captain Grime, the toad that Sasha served, knocking on the door, asking her to let him in. She ran up, gave Grime a quick wave, and knocked.

“Sasha?” she called. “Are you in there?” No response, except for a few audible whimpers and sobs, which showed just how stressed the blonde was.

She looked towards Grime. “Alright, old toad. On the count of three, we break in. Ready?”

“I’m not that old, but fine,” Grime grumbled as he prepared his hammer.

“One…two…THREE!”

Their strength combined, the two broke the door to the barn (Hop Pop was going to give them an earful for that) and found Bessie and MicroAngelo, who nodded their heads towards where Sasha was. But they were NOT ready for the sight that awaited them: Sasha cowering in the corner of the barn , hugging her knees, and scratching at the scars that littered her arms, which had come from battling hordes of robots sent after her.

“She…here…too soon…can’t…” she whimpered as she continued to scratch at the scars, making them even worse.

“Sasha…Sasha, no,” Grime whispered as he ran towards her and tried to stop her, who flinched in response. “Hey, hey, it’s ok. It’s ok, I’m here. Name three things you can see.”

“Y-your eye, your hammer, a-and Bessie,” Sasha answered, through choked sobs.

“Good, now how about three things you can feel?” Grime prompted.

“G-grime, I can’t…”

“Fine, just one thing then.”

“…y-your armor,” she sniffed as she began to sob into Grime’s arms, as the toad comforted her. Ivy remained silent for a bit. Then she spoke up.

“We need to get her to my place, now. And not just for the scratches.”

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“Aaaaand, done!” Felicia Sundew, the mother of Ivy, exclaimed as she put a bandage on the last scar. “That should do it for now, darlin!”

“Thanks, Mrs. Sundew,” Sasha replied as she lay down in a bed given to her, her voice thankful but tired. “You didn’t really have to—"

“Nonsense!” Felicia insisted. “You were clearly in bad shape when Ivy brought you in, so I just did what I had to. She wants to talk to you, by the way.”

Sasha sighed, knowing what she was in for. “Alright, bring her in.”

Felicia opened the door and in came Ivy, who looked concerned. “You two go ahead, I’ll be out if you need anything, alright?” Felicia said as she left the room.

“Sure thing, mom!” Ivy replied, then hopped up on bed and sat next to the blonde. “So, uh, are you okay?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” Sasha lied.

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe because you were LITERALLY hiding in the barn and hurting yourself?!”

Sasha flinched and sighed. “Fine, you got me. I-I’m just scared…”

“Of seeing Anne again?” Ivy asked, in a softer tone. “Is it because of what happened back in Newtopia?”

Sasha quietly nodded. Telling Wartwood the full story of what happened hadn’t been easy, especially the part with the Toad Rebellion. She had been scared of losing the town’s trust, scared that the town would go back to hating her, scared that her attempts to change would have been all for naught. To her surprise, though, the citizens were sympathetic and understanding, assuring her that while she had made a mistake, she did the right thing by admitting it. “It’s just…I really messed up badly with her, y’know? I took her for granted; I merely saw her as someone who could be pushed around, and I couldn’t accept that she’d changed until it was too late. I betrayed her trust twice. I can’t just show my face to her after all that.” Tears started forming in her eyes. “A-and even if I did, what could I possibly say to her? That I’m sorry? That I regret what I did? Sh-she’ll never believe me. Not after last time.”

Ivy sat in silence for a few seconds while Sasha choked back a sob. Then she spoke.

“You know, I made the same mistake once. Back when Anne and the Plantars had returned from Newtopia, I was planning on hanging out with Sprig, but then Mom started getting on my case about how my teacups weren’t placed perfectly and how my swans weren’t folded right. Back then, I thought she was just an annoying perfectionist. But then, when I challenged her to a round of—what was it called again?—Muay Thai, she beat me the first two rounds, and taught me a cool move on the third, which she called ‘folding the swan’. That was when I finally realized, she wasn’t getting on my case about chores, she was preparing me for the day I could accompany her on her tea trips around the world.”

“Whoa, whoa, wait a minute,” Sasha interrupted. “Your mom knows Muay Thai?”

“Yeah. Apparently she picked it up from her tea travels.”

“Wow, your mom is pretty neat.”

“Thanks. Anyway, point is, you realized that Anne is a strong girl capable of standing up for herself. You were just pushing her around because you wanted her to succeed, and you were blinded by your fear of losing her. But don’t worry, we’ll be there for you when you try to make up. And we’ll tell her everything you’ve done for this town.”

“Y-you mean it?”

“Of course! She deserves to know what you’ve done, after all.”

“W-wow, Ivy…thanks. Are you planning on becoming a therapist or something?”

Ivy laughed. “Nah, I think I’ll settle for helping out at the tea shop.” Her smile faded a little. “Are…you sure you’re gonna be okay?”

“Yeah, I think so. Thanks Ivy, I really needed that,” Sasha responded with a smile.

“Hey, no prob. Say, you wanna come help us prepare for that Welcome-Back party?” Ivy asked.

“Sure. Besides, someone’s gonna have to make sure Grime doesn’t add hornets to his cake like last time.”

“Say what now?”

“Long story.”

As she and Ivy went out to help with the party, Sasha thought about what Ivy had said. She realized that even though the chances of making up with Anne were low, it still wouldn’t hurt to give it a shot. And even if it took awhile to rebuild their friendship, Sasha knew that in the end, it’d be worth it.

“Hey, Sasha, so I was thinking I should add smaller hornets this time—”

“Grime, NO hornets!”

“Aww…”

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And that’s the end! It took a while, but it was worth it. I don’t know if or when I’ll write something like this again, but we’ll just have to wait and see. For now, please leave feedback (constructive criticism is welcome) and I’ll see you all soon!

#amphibia #amphibia fanfic #amphibia season three #post-true colors #angst #sasha waybright #captain grime #ivy sundew #felicia sundew #my very first fanfic #Fazar Fanfics

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botanyshitposts · 6 years ago

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I study speciation and basically what I've learned is that how we define species is somewhat arbitrary, and often depends on sort of subjectivity and convenience, depending on what you study. There's all sorts of different "species concepts" that try to get at a more objective definition, but none of them are universally applicable and testable. Essentially everything is on a spectrum of relatedness and things far apart are certainly distinct, but we don't know where to draw the line in between.

thank you for weighing in!!! this is definitely the vibe i’m getting. it’s very easy to lay down The Fuck Line, but at what cost???

at this last carnivorous plant conference i attended a lecture called ‘do plants care about species?’. it was a long time carnivorous plant hobbyist and former evolutionary genetics professor who accidentally stumbled across a huge complex between four sundew species along the east coast. his results not only implied that we didn’t understand the full extend of this set of ‘species’, but also implied that the taxonomic names for these organisms were being shifted around and incorrectly labelled as a consequence of the complex, because both researchers and hobbyists assumed they were four different species instead of a weird shifting mass of....things.

he then drew upon his scientific background and, based on the mutated hollow seeds he’d gotten from crossing some of the plants in his garage, made a really compelling and fascinating hypothesis that 1. the plants originated from at least two very small, very isolated populations that were only able to interbreed along the east coast after the ice age allowed them to spread from their ancestral grounds, and 2. this complex- as a result of their small number and isolated populations- are actually currently undergoing a massive genomic shift causing some wild shit on a molecular basis, and the hollow seeds he found in his tests (again in his garage lol) indicated the death of the triploid embryo inside the seed needed for development- a clear symptom of the specific genomic rearrangement he was suspecting.

it sounds crazy how i explain it but he’s publishing a paper in the ICPS newsletter in september with all his results that i’m eagerly awaiting. the most fascinating part of this is that apparently, this isn’t human-caused; this slow instability of the genome within this population has been going on for thousands of years, and in a few thousand more the plants will have died of- quite literally- natural evolutionary causes. im gonna be real with you here, these concepts are waaayyy above my head as an undergrad, but i followed along the best i could and will def try to go about fully understanding it via google searching whatever i can’t understand once the paper comes out. the idea of a species having symptoms of it’s slow genomic decline towards extinction is fascinating to me.

if this sounds at all comprehensible for you as someone who studies things along these lines, past-me wrote down some notes during the lecture that i now can’t remember the context of but give me a vague remembrance of some of the loftier concepts i haven’t yet learned. they are:

“Glacial Stragglers”: i remember the context being the isolated populations giving rise to this condition

“Epigenetic signaling failure”: the specific condition expressed in the hollow seeds of the choice test crosses

“[epigenetic signaling] breakout”: a certain condition being expressed on a molecular level in the genome of some individuals that causes scrambling, which in turn causes the hollow seeds in crosses that have been scrambled. i remember he said that in this condition, a plant with a normal genome and a plant who had undergone the condition would look identical phenotypically, but on a molecular level it’s apparently a sign that the genome is....not very stable and is really not doing so hot

ughhh im kicking myself for not taking more notes!! my adhd brain said i would remember more but as always i remembered only the broad concepts!!

but its just really wild to me because like. as a biology student in the year 2018, about 90% of the extinctions we learn about in class are human-caused. the mechanisms behind extinctions that aren’t caused by humans- ones that are just caused by luck of the draw, not even environmental factors but internal factors and genomic instability over a huuuuge amount of time- are absolutely chilling to me. and like, they’ve happened before. before humans they happened all the time. some of them had it coming for years. it just....happened.

#long post #plont asks #asks #it was SO COOL and i understood only like 3 PERCENT OF IT!!!!#but ever since i heard that lecture i cant stop thinking about it #carnivorous plants #Anonymous

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fazar234 · 3 years ago

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I just realized something...

So far in Season 3, we've met three of the new human characters: Dr. Jan, Ally, and Jess. I just noticed that Marcy actually has a few things in common with them:

Like Marcy, Dr. Jan is big into history.

Like Marcy, Ally and Jess invent stuff.

I wouldn't be surprised if the next humans we meet also have something in common with Marcy. Maybe part of the series' ending will involve Marcy making friends with the humans that helped Anne and help her realize that she's not an outsider after all.

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