#porcelain fungus

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Porcelain Fungus (Oudemansiella mucida), New Forest National Park, Hampshire, England.

Photographer: Guy Edwardes.

[theprinceofmycologia]

Porcelain fungus a.k.a Oudemansiella mucida

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Mutuals

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📸 Heather Gars

[trametes]

Porcelain fungus photographed by Bob McIntosh

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Acorn Anne visits some Mulberry trees that are in need of healing. please send a small offering of dry, warm air through your closest fairy ring and Acorn Anne will direct it to the leaves of both trees. thank you for your cooperation 🫡

[mycosprite]

Porcelain Fungus Mucidula mucida

[lost-fool-wandering]

Slizečka porcelánová /  Oudemansiella mucida /  porcelain fungus

-L.F.

[mushroomgay]

Epping Forest, London, UK, October 2023

Porcelain fungus (Oudemansiella mucida)

These beautiful fungi start out as a dull beige globe, which opens up into this pure white, slick fungus. They have a remarkable talent for turning out the right way up, including when they grow out from the underside of a branch - their stipe will grow down and then curve up, allowing the cap to grow parallel to the ground in order to release their spores with maximal efficiency.

[fungitopia]

Found this hedgerow with so many trees covered in Porcelain fungus! It was so magical.

[krscblw]

ghoul element perfume associations!

i've done a few scent association lists for individual ghouls, and i thought it would be fun to do one for elements instead! it's a little more general, which lets me include perfume that i really like but that don't fit any of the ghouls exactly. as always, i would love your feedback!!

Usual warning: This might look weird on mobile, but it should be good on desktop. Apologies, I'd fix it if I knew how.

Earth: Dense, earthy, bitter, green scents reminiscent of forests, gardens, and ruins halfway reclaimed by nature.

Notes: wood, vetiver, greenery, moss, soil, fruit, rose, stone, fungus

Rose Fantôme - LVNEA

“Rose Fantôme breathes not the fresh blooming rose but the one that has been cut, left and forgotten. Now one with its surroundings, it blends with the scents of dried grass and lichen, hay, and dirt.” 

porcelain roses, immortelle, dried hay, graveyard soil, cepes, oakmoss, oakwood

Duende - Fantôme 

“The smell of being lost in an enchanted forest.”

oakmoss, cedar, fir, resinous labdanum, benzoin, tree sap, wild violets, lilac

(i have this one, it's forest-y but also pretty light for a forest perfume. definitely a summery, magical forest smell)

Holy Oak - LVNEA

“Holy Oak alchemizes the aromas of deep, damp oakwood and the dry warmth of cedar to evoke the sound, sight, and smell of a well-worn cabin woodframe creaking against the weight of tempestuous rainfall as it begins to slow.”

galbanum, cedar leaf, petrichor, frankincense, cedarwood, oakwood, oakmoss

Mount Auburn - Little & Grim

“A dizzying array of all the flora that buds in Massachusetts. Fragrant, fruity blossoms and towering trees shading gentle, winding paths.”

fresh raspberry, melon, honeysuckle, blooming lilac, wisteria, spruce

Love Among the Ruins - Alkemia 

“An ancient ruin of fallen stonework covered with lichen and tangles of flowering vines slowly disintegrating/returning to nature.”

stone ruins, lichen, tangles of flowering vines

Rochester - Fantôme

rich earth, crisp fallen leaves, sweet tobacco, a hint of patchouli, garden tomato, newly ripened autumn gourds

Vert Sur Le Vert - Alkemia  

green grasses, new leaves, tomato seedlings, crushed sweet grasses

Air: Scents that range from cold, sharp, and sweet to thick, powdery, and dusty – reflecting the versatility of air as an element. 

Notes: florals, musk, fruit, cold air, dust, sugar, honey, ozone

Lilacs Along the Winding Drive - Alkemia 

fresh lilacs, a gentle breeze after a light spring rain, a dusty pebbled driveway, a slightly rusty porch swing, and a small handful of late blooming violets

Hummingbird - Zoologist 

“This diaphanous scent alights upon you in a pastel bouquet of honeysuckle, mimosa, lilac and peonies, with just the lightest dusting of natural sugars found in pear, cherry and honey. A finishing dollop of velvety whipped cream melds the tantalizing notes, completing this irresistible and opulent perfume.”

apple, cherry, citrus, lilac, muguet, plum, rose, violet leaf, honey, honeysuckle, mimosa, peony, tulip, ylang, amber, coumarin, cream, moss, musks, sandalwood, white woods

Frost Flowers - LVNEA 

“Icy and cold, delicate yet jagged, floral ice crystals slowly melt to reveal a heart of dark florals at the center of this musky and enveloping oil perfume.”

tuberose, jasmine, black currant, ambrette, cypress, elemi resin

Thundersnow - Fyrinnae 

“On rare occasions within a system cold enough to produce ground level snow, the conditions are favorable for the right lifting and instability required to also produce lightning.”

cold air, electricity, metallic ozone, gasoline

Veil of Spidersilk - Nui Cobalt Designs

“Slender strands of cotton flower hung with trembling dewdrops… Wear to bless any new beginning and brighten the path ahead.”

cotton flower, dew, pale pink musk, tiny black vanilla beans, Margaret Merril rose, lily of the valley, neroli, honeysuckle, non-indolic jasmine

Mama Gein - Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab 

crushed baby’s breath dusted with baby powder

Foxfire - Alkemia 

white sugar ambers, jasmine aldehydes, night flowering nardo

Fire: Warm, heavy, lingering, spicy scents. Some fire ghouls smell like smoke and fire, but others smell like heat, metal, or spices. 

Notes: smoke, incense, spices, metal, patchouli, wood

Paimon - Fantôme 

“This is a warm, regal scent conjuring an endless sea of sand with the hint of an oasis of coconut and dark vanilla carried on a warm desert wind. Golden frankincense, black amber, and myrrh stir under the endless dunes of hot sand, grounding the bright, golden notes that shine under the unrelenting sun.”

hot sands, frankincense, myrrh, sun-bleached parchment, vanilla, black amber, coconut husk, gold

Eldritch - Pineward Perfume 

“Lair of ancient eldritch abominations, a resinous and dark perfume for the bold and unafraid.”

leather, myrrh, patchouli, fir, oolong tea, opoponax, smoke, pine needles, oakmoss

Stel - Treading Water Perfume 

motor oil, metal, desert air, frankincense, oud

Persian Tea Room - Alkemia 

spiced black tea, dry desert sand, spices, musk, soft leather

Firebird - Fantôme

“This is a rich, golden scent that emulates the golden apples and warm flame of the Firebird.”

smoldering embers, burning cloves, orange, golden saffron, endless forest, soot on feathers, soft flame, apple 

Dwarf - Black Phoenix Alchemy Labs  

iron filings, chips of stone, hops, soot-covered leather

Tyrannosaurus Rex - Zoologist  

“A sultry heat wafts across the land, lapped up greedily by the abundant flora that thrives in its midst… The Cretaceous period comes of age against a backdrop scorched by wildfire and lightning strikes.”

bergamot, black pepper, fir, laurel leaf, neroli, nutmeg, champaca, geranium, jasmine, osmanthus, rose, ylang ylang, resins, cade, cedar, civet, frankincense, leather, patchouli, sandalwood, vanilla

Water: Water ghouls tend to have smooth, cold scents. Some are sweet, some are sour, some are salty, but all of them reflect different bodies of water.

Notes: ozone, vanilla, water, citrus, seaweed, salt, sand, ice, tropical fruit

Triton - Fantôme

murky sea water, ambergris, ancient forest mosses, crushed ivy, frankincense, resins, ozone, a hint of citrus

Voice of the Sea - Alkemia 

“An olfactory musing from the underside of a wooden dock.”

salty sea breezes, sun-bleached driftwood, crushed seashells, lemon peel, barnacles, sand, and sea-soaked timbers

Dragonfly - Zoologist 

“Giant lotus pads part to make way for buds that pierce the surface of the jade green pond. They raise their faces to the sun, their delicate fragrance floating around them. In the shadow of the flowers, tiny dragonfly nymphs also emerge from the shallows. They spread their fragile wings and shyly take flight, ready to explore a world beyond the water.”

grapefruit, basil, angelica seed, ginger, rice, aquatic florals, geranium, jasmin sambac, mimosa, orris absolute, rose, violet leaves, rainwater, moss, patchouli, tonka, vetiver, benzoin, cashmeran

Acadia - Alkemia

“An olfactory portrait of coastal Maine.”

atlantic ocean fog, balsam fir pine needles, seaweed, bay leaves, saltwater, charred driftwood

Gelatto - Pineward Perfume 

“Suntanned skin and sunny beaches.”

makrut lime, jasmine sambac, mandarin orange, gardenia, massoia bark, sandalwood, ambergris

Squid - Zoologist   

“The vast ocean swells and contracts, caught in the relentless tug of the moon. Beneath the surface, a school of squid emerges. Strange, elastic forms propel from the deep in a frantic search for sustenance. They are not alone. Their predators lunge, only to be foiled by blinding jets of murky ink.”

pink pepper, solar salicylate, incense, black ink accord, salty accord, opoponax, ambergris, benzoin, musk

Seahorse - Zoologist  

“Balmy sunlight trips across foamy turquoise waves, sending rippling haloes onto the coral below. On the lagoon floor, anemone and seaweed sway in unison, limbs pumping to the rhythm of the current. Hovering among the coral branches, a group of seahorses gazes shyly on.”

guatemala cardamom, fennel, ambrette absolute, clary sage, tuberose, neroli, algae absolute, vetiver, ambergris accord

Quintessence: Heavy, warm, creamy scents. Quintessence ghouls tend to smell comforting, and their scents reflect human creations much more often than other ghouls’.

Notes: amber, leather, chocolate, alcohol, linen, lavender, wood, milk, vanilla

Amber Witch - Alkemia

aged dark arabian amber, honey musk, creamy bourbon caramels, spiced rum

Moon Magic - Sorcellerie Apothecary 

“Smells like your favorite cozy witch.”

lavender sugar, tonka bean, chai spices, vanilla steamed milk, cashmeran, ambroxan, crystals charged by moonlight

Sailing to Byzantium - Alkemia

papyrus, leather, ink, cardamon, orris, tonka, wet tweed, precious incense woods

Novella - Alkemia

“A cozy afternoon curled up in a favorite chair…”

spiced lavender de provence, steaming earl grey tea, old paperback books 

The Old Gods Survive - PULP Fragrance 

cherry pipe tobacco, golden amber, aged leather, oakmoss, old cedar chests

Solovey - Fantôme 

black amber, crushed violets, black currants, dark espresso, labdanum, black agarwood, tobacco

(one of my favorites of all time. it smells like nighttime but magical, somehow. the amber, violets, and espresso are most noticeable and it's so good. if dark purple was a scent it would be this imo)

Fleurs Historiques et Cacao - Alkemia 

“A historical recipe from the 1700's court of Versailles created by a mistress to delight a king. A paradox of the decadent and the divine…”    

dark cacao, french lavender, piquant black cardamom pods, tea with lemon peel, grapefruit blossom, vanilla musk

thank you for reading, and i would love to hear your thoughts! (also, gentle reminder if you got this far that reblogs are very appreciated!)

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Porcelain mushrooms (Oudemansiella mucida), like these “towering” from a beech tree  on Mount Olympus, reach between one and three inches tall.

Photographs by Agorastos Papatsanis

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Porseleinzwam // Porcelain fungus

[charmandabear]

What’s the “Gale is a door” fic that haunts you?? Bc I don’t think I’ve read that?!? 🤧

OH MY GOD so it's called Gale of Waterdoor by Porcelain and I don't even know if I have the words to describe it. I don't think I can give my feelings on it without spoilers, so I'll drop those below the cut, but up here I'll just say that it's a) remarkably well written, and 2) it goes places you wouldn't expect.

Anyway, I'll put my unfiltered thoughts below the cut, with the assumption that you've already read it (mostly bc I don't feel like summarizing) so if you haven't, it'll have emotional spoilers but not plot spoilers if that makes sense lmao.

I still think about this fic and get GENUINELY ANGRY at Gale. Like I know it's just fanfiction and not actually canonical, but Porcelain captured his personality and the spirit of his character so well that I *absolutely believe* this is something he would do. Like, I'm not a huge Bloodweave girlie, but I don't have anything against it. I personally don't find it very believable, but I can appreciate some well written/drawn/rendered Bloodweave art. But this fic made me borderline hate Bloodweave. Like fuck you, Gale, don't hurt my boy.

I also was never really much of a Gale fan either, I kinda love to hate him hate to love him, you know? Again, nothing against people who love him, and honestly on the surface I find him pretty charming - I had a student describe him as "he grows on you like a fungus" and that couldn't be more true. But I feel like there's a sinister quality to Gale that we don't talk about enough. In the game he plays such a "I'm just a widdle guy" type, but this man has untold power? You can't "I'm just a widdle guy" yourself out of every situation when you literally FUCKED A GODDESS?

Lol anyway this wasn't meant to get into Discourse™️ about Gale, and you're more than welcome to engage in good faith. (If you're a dick you're getting insta blocked. If what I said genuinely bothers you then block me. That simple.)

But yeah the fic is REALLY good and still makes me angry sometimes lmao.

[comradeghosty]

Should've Been Me

Sabo angst fic

Summary:

Sabo maintains the idea that he could've saved Ace, blaming himself for his amnesia and absence during the events of Marineford.

Tags: angst, panic attacks, vomiting, suicidal thoughts, guilt, self-hatred, referenced character death, canon universe

!!! 16+ !!!

I also posted it on AO3

The sound of running water echoed in his ears. Sabo stood at the sink, cold, wet hair dripping onto the marble countertop. His knuckles were white as he gripped the edge, and his fingertips pressed harshly into the porcelain. Ragged breaths ripped from his lungs as he looked at himself in the mirror. Boy was he a sight, like something out of a horror film. Strands of sopping hair dripped down over his face, slightly covering his dark eyes. The red, tight scar stretched irritatingly over his left eye and cheek. It peered angrily from under his blonde curls, and Sabo grit his teeth.

There was a tightness in his chest as he glared at his reflection. The man in the mirror was empty. A husk, a shell. A broken fury reflected back at the man who barely knew who he was. It was a cruel joke, some sort of punishment for something in a past life. 

He feared that the guilt would eat him alive, that it would rot him from the inside out. Fear and self loathing nestled deep in his chest. It settled like a fungus between his lungs, where every breath in and every breath out spread the spores throughout his body. They spread until it consumed his heart, till it consumed his muscles and throat and brain. Sabo splashed cold water on his face again, sloshing the liquid around the countertop and floor.

“Why?” he gritted out. The word sounded broken and garbled, as if he had a mouthful of glass. Never before had a man wished so badly to be able to cry. He rested his elbows on the counter, cradling his head in his hands and pressing his palms into his eye sockets. The pressure was uncomfortable, albeit grounding. 

Amnesia. That’s what he was diagnosed with by the Revolutionary doctors after his accident. Fucking amnesia. Loss of all his dearest memories, his friends, his family- Dadan and Luffy and Ace. If only he hadn’t tried to leave Goa. If only he had waited, left when he was older. Such a stupid thing done out of anger, spite. Stupid, stupid, stupid. 

Sabo looked up at his reflection again, cursing the man staring back at him. He wished he could die, that he could give himself in place of his brother. Knowing that Luffy was there, struggling and trying so desperately to save Ace while Sabo was hiding in Baltigo. He was so fucking useless, going into a coma and not being able to comfort or help Luffy after Ace was executed. 

What did Ace think about when he was dying? Did he think about how he was going to leave Luffy all alone? Was he expecting to see Sabo in the afterlife? The thoughts pierced Sabo’s heart with so much agony and grief, his knees felt weak. The man slowly shrank down to the floor. Wetness from the spilled water soaked through his pants, leaving a stinging coldness against his skin. Ace died without even knowing Sabo still lived, and Sabo would regret that for the rest of his life. 

Strength left his body and he laid down fully on the floor, curling into the fetal position and hugging himself. His blonde hair fanned against the dirty floor as his body was overwhelmed by shakes and shallow breaths. 

“You’re such a fucking coward,” he whispered to himself. “You don’t deserve to be their brother.”

He would’ve been there. Sabo maintained that thought. He would’ve showed up for his brothers. But he didn’t. He wasn’t there when they needed him. Their big brother was absent. And now Luffy suffers alone and Ace is dead. Sabo wished again that he had died instead, that he could’ve taken that blow for Ace. 

It wouldn’t have changed much anyways. Luffy and Ace believed him to be dead, so it wouldn’t have even really mattered if he died. His brothers had such a strong bond, growing stronger in Sabo’s absence and further as pirates, but he didn’t share in that growth. Sabo’s growth with the two stopped the moment that he stole that ship and tried to set sail. He did that to himself, abandoning that bond with his brothers. Grief rippled through his bones again. Greedy, he was a greedy man. A wet sob escaped his lips and echoed in the small bathroom. Sabo felt insignificant. Who was he to grieve so heavily when he abandoned his brothers in the first place? Coward.

Strands of golden hair littered the cold, wet floor of the bathroom as Sabo’s hands found purchase there. He didn’t even realize he was doing it, so lost in his own hysteria that his mind and body no longer synced in thought and action. He deserved it, whatever misery came his way. Guilt festered in his body, his bones and blood and hair and flesh. Every cell in his body radiated white hot loathing. It hurt badly, worse than his accident, worse than anything his biological family ever did. Sabo did this to himself.

Bile rose in his throat and he barely had enough time to drag himself over to the toilet before spilling the nonexistent contents of his stomach. He hadn’t been able to eat much since finding out that he let his brother be killed. The cold porcelain of the seat pressed into his cheek. His body was spent, wracked with so much anguish. He didn't even realize when Koala had come into the bathroom, pulling Sabo against her. He barely recognized the movements of her lips and remained unable to recognize the words coming out of it. 

He felt as if he was outside of his body, the guilt and grief finally expelling him from the flesh. Banished, he looked on as Koala called Hack to help her lift Sabo and carry him to the hospital bed. He could hear them speak, whispering concerns about him and hushed sentiments of pity. Sabo wished for nothingness, his body wracked with exhaustion. As they laid him down, one of the revolutionary doctors gave him a quick working sedative, and Sabo found himself finally starting to drift to nothingness and relief. 

After Sabo was under, Koala and Hack stood by his bed. They felt awful for their friend, knowing that the shock shook his psyche so badly. Both of the revolutionaries sat there for a while, watching over him as he finally rested, hoping that Sabo could find it in himself to forgive himself one day.

[nature-is-awesomesauce]

Porcelain fungus

Oudemansiella mucida

[mycosprite]

Porcelain Fungus Oudemansiella mucida