#raised planter boxes

[everbloom-garden]

Raised Planter Boxes - Everbloom

Elevate Your Gardening Game with Everbloom's Raised Planter Boxes!

Take your gardening to new heights with Everbloom's raised planter boxes!

These stylish and functional planters are designed to make your gardening experience a breeze. No more bending or kneeling, just pure joy and convenience.

Let your plants flourish in these elevated beauties and watch your garden bloom like never before!

[cedarplantersdirect]

Planter boxes are elevated containers used for plant growth

Raised planter boxes are elevated containers used for growing plants, herbs, flowers, or vegetables. They have various advantages over traditional in-ground gardening, including increased soil drainage, quicker access for planting and maintenance, and better pest management. Here are some important factors to remember when working with raised planter boxes:

Raised planter boxes can be made of a variety of materials, including wood, metal, plastic, and composite materials. Wood, particularly rot-resistant kinds like cedar or redwood, is a popular choice because of its natural beauty and longevity.

Size and Height: Determine the dimensions and height of your garden planters based on the available space and the plants you wish to cultivate. A depth of at least 12 inches is recommended for most plants, with deeper boxes suited for root crops or plants with extensive root systems. Add drainage holes to the bottom of the planter box to ensure proper drainage. This prevents waterlogging and root rot. To aid drainage, line the bottom with pebbles or use a perforated plastic sheet.

Soil and fertiliser: Use high-quality potting soil or a raised-bed-specific mix. This provides proper drainage, moisture retention, and nutrients for plant growth. To increase fertility, consider adding organic matter to the soil, such as compost or old manure.

Irrigation: Because raised planter boxes dry up faster than in-ground gardens, they may necessitate more frequent watering. Install a drip irrigation system or use a watering bucket or hose to keep your plants moist.

Plant Selection: Choose plants that are appropriate for your climate, available sunshine, and the size of your planter boxes. Consider the mature size of the plants to minimise overcrowding. 

Accessibility: One of the benefits of raised garden planter is that they are simpler to access, making gardening duties more comfortable, especially for people with mobility challenges. When creating the boxes, keep the height and accessibility in mind. Remember to alter your planting and care practices based on the individual needs of the plants you choose. Enjoy the advantages of raised planter boxes, such as improved soil management, larger yields, and a more aesthetically beautiful garden setting.

[merakiblr]

Contemporary Landscape in Toronto Inspiration for a medium-sized, contemporary front yard with stone landscaping and partial sun.

[nbuflowersusa]

Elevate Your Gardening Experience with the Best Choice Products Outdoor Metal Raised Garden Bed Box

Gardening enthusiasts and beginners alike are constantly seeking ways to maximize their gardening potential, and the Best Choice Products 6x3x1ft Outdoor Metal Raised Garden Bed Box offers an excellent solution. Whether you’re aiming to grow vibrant vegetables, beautiful flowers, or hardy succulents, this raised garden bed is designed to meet all your gardening needs. In this article, we’ll explore the features, benefits, and reasons why this metal planter box should be your next garden investment.

Unveiling the Best Choice Products Raised Garden Bed

The Best Choice Products raised garden bed is crafted from durable metal, ensuring it withstands the elements and provides a long-lasting gardening solution. Measuring 6x3x1ft, this planter box offers ample space for growing a variety of plants. Its sleek and sturdy design not only adds an aesthetic appeal to your garden but also enhances the overall health and productivity of your plants.

Key Features of the Metal Planter Box:

Durable Metal Construction: The garden bed is made from robust, rust-resistant metal, ensuring longevity and durability.

Spacious Design: With a generous 6x3x1ft size, this raised bed provides ample space for planting a wide variety of vegetables, flowers, herbs, and succulents.

Easy Assembly: The metal planter box is designed for quick and easy assembly, allowing you to start gardening without delay.

Optimal Plant Growth: The raised design promotes better drainage and soil aeration, leading to healthier plants and improved yields.

Versatile Use: Perfect for use as a vegetable planter, flower bed, or succulent garden, this versatile garden bed meets all your gardening needs.

Benefits of Using a Raised Garden Bed:

Using a raised garden bed, like the Best Choice Products metal planter box, offers numerous advantages:

Improved Soil Quality: Raised beds allow for better control over soil quality, enabling you to create the ideal growing environment for your plants.

Enhanced Drainage: The elevated design ensures superior drainage, preventing waterlogging and promoting root health.

Pest Control: Raised beds can deter pests and reduce the risk of soil-borne diseases, keeping your plants healthier.

Accessibility: Raised garden beds are easier to access, reducing the need for bending and making gardening more enjoyable and less strenuous.

Space Efficiency: Ideal for small spaces, raised beds maximize growing area and are perfect for urban gardens, patios, and balconies.

Why Choose the Best Choice Products Metal Planter Box?

Choosing the Best Choice Products raised garden bed means investing in quality, durability, and versatility. This metal planter box not only enhances the aesthetics of your garden but also ensures optimal growing conditions for your plants. Whether you're cultivating a vegetable planter, a vibrant flower bed, or a stunning succulent garden, this raised garden bed offers the perfect solution.

Transform Your Garden Today!

Ready to take your gardening to the next level? The Best Choice Products 6x3x1ft Outdoor Metal Raised Garden Bed Box is the ideal choice for any gardening enthusiast. Its durable construction, spacious design, and numerous benefits make it a must-have for anyone looking to grow healthy and thriving plants. Don't miss out on this fantastic gardening solution.

[zaynsource]

Landscape - Contemporary Landscape

Image of a large, modern stone water fountain in the springtime landscape with some partial sun.

[gaboobers]

Beach Style Patio - Gravel Ideas for a substantial coastal backyard gravel patio renovation

[hannahwardart]

Retaining Walls Landscape This is an illustration of a medium-sized, drought-tolerant Mediterranean backyard stone retaining wall landscape.

[ahu-gozlumm]

Beach Style Patio - Gravel Ideas for a substantial coastal backyard gravel patio renovation

[themesbynaeive]

Gravel (Calgary)

[seat-safety-switch]

Have you seen how expensive food is getting? When I was at the grocery store last, I had to actually elbow other people out of the way when I was trying to shoplift. All these amateurs, doing it for their starving families, trying to sneak past the new security guard with an entire box of Lucky Charms tucked under their suspiciously un-seasonal winter coat. That's why he's there, now!

Because of this, I've thought really hard about starting a farm of my own. There's only two big obstacles: my property is entirely covered in shit-box cars, and I don't like hard (or even soft) work. So I had to figure out how to trick someone else into using their property to grow healthy, tasty vegetables for the rest of the community. That way, I could go back to cramming large quantities of mass-produced corporate corn-syrup-injected synthetic food into my bag and then not paying for it.

Here's something that's fun: the university has a lot of free land. And if you trick eager students into doing anything that looks good on their resumés, they will work an infinite amount of hours for no money. They're feeding their fellow citizen! A truly noble endeavour that not even mean old Dean Carbuncle could stand in the way of. Of course, I first needed to make it look like a legitimate enterprise. Have you ever shoplifted raised garden bed planters from a Home Depot? It's surprisingly easy if you wear a hard hat, orange apron, and bring your own forklift. Loaded a couple of those bad boys onto a flat-bed rental truck, signed it out myself ("J. Not-Fakington,") and headed for the campus quad and the co-eds eager to interrupt their high-falutin' studies with some dirt farming.

In a few weeks, the students were getting interviews with the news. One of them got an internship with the United Nations because she figured out how to hyper-grow corn cobs – they're like three meters long, you need at least two people just to lift them – and now the university is paying people to come and take them away. The grocery stores are again empty of all but the ultra-rich and my sticky, sticky fingers, and we've learned that although crime doesn't pay, a whole lot of crime sometimes benefits those around you.

[everbloom-garden]

Everbloom's Raised Planter Boxes

Add a Touch of Elegance to Your Outdoor Space!

Take your gardening to new heights with Everbloom's raised planter boxes!

These stylish and functional planters are designed to make your gardening experience a breeze. No more bending or kneeling, just pure joy and convenience.

Let your plants flourish in these elevated beauties and watch your garden bloom like never before!

[witchywithwhiskey]

Hey hey! How about...

16. trying something new

With...😏

first-time plant parents

pairing: husband!ari levinson x female reader

warnings: domestic fluff, referenced smut (not really 18+ but i'd always rather minors do not interact!), kissing, little bit of dry humping, non-graphic sex, pet names (sunshine)

word count: 1,500ish

a/n: thank you for sending in this prompt Navy!!! i have no excuse for this except i just think starting a vegetable garden with ari would be neat 🤷🏼‍♀️ this is so so so so self-indulgent but i hope y'all enjoy ♡♡

You were surprised by how good it felt to get your hands dirty, your fingers sinking into the rich soil as you scooped some up and patted it down around the tomato seedling you’d just planted. Sitting back on your heels, you looked down the row of tomatoes you’d finished planting, a sense of accomplishment settling deep into your body and making you smile to yourself. 

But it seemed you weren’t the only one to take pride in your efforts, as a warm, familiar voice called, “Lookin’ good, sunshine,” from the other side of the small vegetable garden you and your husband had set up in your backyard. 

Lifting your eyes from the row of tomato seedlings you’d carefully planted, your gaze collided with that of your husband, Ari Levinson, his brilliant blue eyes sparkling in the bright spring sunshine. His grin was wide as he used a hand to push his golden brown hair back from his face, pride and affection shining in his gaze as he looked at you. 

Your smile widened in return, and you raised a hand to shade your eyes so you could see his progress. “How’re the herbs coming?” you asked, your eyes skimming along the basil, rosemary and mint you’d decided to plant. They were in their own planter boxes to ensure they didn’t overrun the garden, and it looked like your husband was done with the task. “They look good.”

You’d never had a vegetable garden before—at least, not one of your own. Your grandmother had one when you were little, your father taking you into the impressively large garden to show you where they’d planted spinach and tomatoes and green beans and rhubarb. 

But with that garden long since gone and both your grandmother and father having passed, you’d told Ari you wanted to try your hand at growing some veggies of your own. Your husband had been excited to try it, even though he had less experience than you.

But he’d jumped into it as eagerly as you, digging up a little plot in your backyard and setting up a fence so that the animals didn’t get to your herbs and veggies. The garden was bigger than the meager crop you’d decided to plant that first year—just the herbs, your tomatoes and some spinach—but Ari said the two of you would grow into it.  

“Do they look as good as your husband?” Ari asked teasingly, drawing you out of your thoughts and back into the moment. 

You couldn’t help but smile as you got to your feet, brushing your hands off on your shorts and picking your way across the garden to your husband. You bent down to look at the planter boxes, making a show of assessing his work in planting the herbs. When you’d drawn it out long enough, you stood back up and looked to your husband, having to stifle a laugh when you saw he’d somehow managed to get streaks of dirt across his forehead.

“They look better than you,” you said, barely contained laughter making your voice waver as you reached up and tried to brush the dirt from Ari’s forehead, asking, “How did you manage to get dirt here?” However, since your hands were also covered in dirt, you only managed to make things worse. Ari laughed at your wince of apology. 

“I think you’ve got a little something, too,” he said playfully, brushing his dirty fingers over the tip of your nose. You were certain you didn’t have any dirt on your nose, which meant he’d just gotten you dirty for no good reason.

Gasping in mock outrage, you jumped back as he reached for your face again, knocking his hand away. “Don’t get me more dirty than I already am!” you cried, but you were laughing as you fended off your husband’s filthy, reaching hands. 

You danced around the garden, trying to avoid Ari and your plants, but after a few moments, you decided to go on the offensive. “Let’s see how you like getting dirty!” you yelled, darting close to your husband and swiping your fingers across Ari’s cheek, leaving behind a new streak of dirt above the line of his beard. 

However, Ari didn’t let you escape, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and hauling you up against his chest. “Do your worst, sunshine,” he challenged, laughing right along with you. 

Since his hands were busy holding onto you and yours were free, you brushed even more dirt on his cheeks, giggling as you got him even dirtier. But it wasn’t long before your giggles died down and the two of you were left pressed against one another, your chests heaving as you caught your breath and stared into each other’s eyes.

You could feel your body warming, which seemed to be a natural reaction to your husband’s closeness, your nipples tightening and heat sinking low to settle in your core. Squirming in Ari’s arms, you could feel your expression change, your eyes turning pleading as an aching need built up in your body.

“Stop looking at me like that, sunshine,” Ari rumbled, a gruff warning in his tone. You could feel his body responding to you, his arousal digging into your belly and making your legs tremble beneath you. “Or I’m liable to take you right here—garden be damned.”

Ari’s words sent new tendrils of heat curling through your body, even as they knocked some sense into you and you managed a playful gasp, pressing a hand to your chest as you pretended to be scandalized. “Not in front of the plants, Ari,” you scolded, your tone more flirtatious than chastising. 

Your husband grinned, squeezing you tighter, and ducked down to capture your lips in a searing kiss that had you melting against his chest. Your fingers dove into Ari’s beard, clinging to him and holding him close while you devoured each other. When you whimpered into the kiss and rocked your body against Ari’s bulge, he pulled away with a groan.

“Sunshine,” he rasped, pressing his forehead to yours and drawing in deep, heavy breaths that pushed his chest against yours in the most delicious way. “If you don’t want our little seedlings exposed to our dirty deeds so early in their lives, you’re gonna have to let me take you inside now,” he murmured in a serious tone, but you could see the corners of his mouth flickering with his need to grin. “Because the idea of seeing you blissed out and satisfied in the garden we made is sounding better by the second.”

“Then take me inside, husband,” you said huskily, a smirk tugging at the edges of your lips, “because you are not fucking me the dirt.”

Wrapping one of his hands around the back of your neck, Ari held you still while he kissed you again, his tongue plundering your mouth until your mind was fuzzy and you’d mostly forgotten where you were. You knew that had been Ari’s intention when his lips trailed along your jaw, nipping and kissing your skin until his mouth brushed the edge of your ear.

“What if I made love to you in the grass?” he rumbled teasingly, bending down to grab your leg and hitch it over his hip so he could press his bulge into the apex of your thighs. His grunt was loud in your ear, but it didn’t drown out the low, filthy moan that slipped from your lips.

Still, you weren’t so far gone that you’d let Ari have his way with you just anywhere. “What about the shower?” you countered, your voice high-pitched and breathy, making your husband chuckle as he kissed down your neck. 

Then you were shrieking in surprise and delight as Ari hauled you off your feet and threw you over his shoulder, carrying you into the house to finish what you’d started. He took you in the shower, the two of you laughing as much as you kissed, taking turns washing the grime of dirt from each other’s skin before sinking into the familiar rhythm of your bodies coming together.

Later, when you were both sated and clean and the sun was sinking lower toward the horizon, you stood in the grass outside the fence of your humble little vegetable garden. Ari stood at your back, his arms circling your waist and holding you close as you both took pride in the work you’d accomplished that day. 

“Do you think we’ll be good first-time plant parents?” you asked softly, your fingers trailing idly through the hair on Ari’s arms. Tilting your head to the side, you wondered if you’d watered the newly transplanted seedlings enough to make the transition easier for them.

“I think we’ll do our best,” Ari murmured, curling his body around yours and pressing a kiss to your temple while he squeezed you tighter in his arms. “I think we’ll give them all the love they need, and I think they’ll flourish because of it.” 

A pleased smile curved your lips and you hummed in agreement, leaning back further against Ari, knowing your husband spoke the truth. After all, you’d done the same with each other—you’d given each other all the love in your hearts and both of you had flourished. Ari was your partner, your husband, the love of your life, and you wouldn’t want to be first-time plant parents with anyone but him.

[marlynnofmany]

Downhill Speed

You know what's a shame? Wasted potential.  Like this new place we were doing business, which was all swooping walkways and ramps — a spectacular opportunity for hoverboard fun, except for the fact that it would probably cause a massive diplomatic incident. The locals were an exceptionally stuffy and dignified species. I couldn't tell if they walked that slowly out of choice or necessity, though the planters full of edibles leaves every few yards felt like a clue. These guys were always chewing, as if they'd run out of the energy to move if they stopped.

I don't know. Maybe they were just like that for cultural reasons. But they kinda did look like koala-sloths in fancy robes. 

And as much as I wanted to find something with wheels or thrusters to ride whooping down the walkways, I didn't want to get our courier ship blacklisted from this sector of space. 

So I just waited patiently while Captain Sunlight worked out the details, and I helped Paint and Mur transfer the pile of small boxes from their hoversleds to ours. I didn't even comment on the inefficiency of all these small crates and multiple hoversleds when they could have had them strapped together in a pallet. Maybe the things came from multiple houses. Not my business. 

But then. One of the locals dropped a box.

It landed on a corner and cracked right open, to a chorus of horrified gasps, and its contents rolled out — a single glowy blue sphere, all sparkly and beautiful, the size of a bowling ball and just as fast. It gathered speed down the ramp while locals cried out helplessly. 

Well if that's not my cue, I don't know what is.

I jumped on a hoversled and flashed off after it, kicking madly to catch up. This was more awkward than I expected. I was out of practice — it had been a long time since I zipped between college classes on a proper board — and this was definitely not that. The little hoversled clearly wasn’t built for speed. It vibrated under me like it was panicking about the velocity we were going, and I couldn’t blame it.

This ramp was a pretty straight one so far, which was great, because I had no real way to steer. I’d kicked to a proper pace, and now I balanced with both feet planted and both arms out like an absolute amateur. But I didn’t want to tip over. I was closing in on the ball.

It made an ominous rumble along the floor.

It was just two yards away.

There was a corner coming up.

The ball was one yard away.

I crouched.

And I grabbed it, tucking it against my chest with one arm while I clutched the edge of the hoversled with the other, sitting down just before I slammed into the clear wall at the corner.

That was some painful skidding. I put my feet down to slow things further, which ended up spinning me around, dragging my feet behind me. But I didn’t drop the ball. And I probably didn’t get any friction burns through my sleeve, though I’d definitely have to check that later.

For now, I was busy sliding to a stop and taking a few deep breaths before standing up. As my blood stopped pounding in my ears quite so loudly, the realization trickled in that people were making a lot of noise around me.

Good noise? I think. Whew.

It took a second to be sure, but those were cheers of praise. Either this ball was an important holy item, or the stunt I’d pulled to catch it was just that impressive. Possibly both. I wouldn’t know until I got back up to the top, because there wasn’t anyone nearby to ask.

But they were hurrying down to meet me, as much as their species could be said to hurry. I found the height adjustment on the hoversled and raised it to where I could tow it without bending down, then started the long walk back up. I held the pretty blue sphere close.

When the koala-sloths met me in the middle, galloping with an undignified flapping of robes, they thanked me profusely for catching the high explosive before it leveled the place.

Multiple responses ran through my head.

I ended on “You might consider better packaging for it.”

They agreed, taking it from me (to my relief) and pulling the hoversled as well. By the time we reached the top, our entire crew was going to town with bubble wrap on the other boxes, and Captain Sunlight had arranged a significantly higher delivery fee.

~~~

The ongoing backstory adventures of the main character from this book. More to come! And I am currently drafting a sequel!

[cityof2morrow]

NetworkMAT: Streetscaping 001 (Sidewalks & Sewers)

Published: 5-23-2024 | Updated: 7-16-2024 (+hood visibility) SUMMARY “Accentuate the streets, pedestrian paths, and roadsides in your city …” “Rubberall is made from upcycled rubber, metal, and other materials. It's ten and a half times weather resistant as regular rubber and twice a pretty. Order it in bulk today!” “Build a functional water and waste management system in your city…” Another edition to the Network Materials (networkMAT) (Simmons, 2022-2024) series! This modular set includes 80 low poly objects for pedestrian paths, sidewalks, decorative foundations, and other roadside streetscaping. Objects are designed to be used with the Streets of 2morrow (Simmons, 2023) set  - but they’ll work without them just fine. There are also matching neon curb lights. How about functional sewer/water management networks?! You also get a canal, tunnel, deco, and functional items for making your own sewer network. The drains will clear the lot of any unattended puddles and garbage every few hours – visible exhaust rises from them during this process. The utility box and pipes earn the lot owner a small credit at each billing cycle – SimCity rewards good infrastructure!

DETAILS Requires all EPs/SPs. §0 and §100-1000 for lights/bollards, §300-1000 for sewer items Build > Architecture/Columns and Buy > Lighting/Plumbing/Electronics > Misc Most objects are repo’d to the BBNiche1Master (BuggyBooz, 2012) and/or Element Repository, which are both in the Repo Pack (Simmons, 2022). Don’t forget to grab some recolors – I recommend the “element” set HERE (Simmons, 2023) for the sewage water/material. See the following tags for more swatches: #co2recolors, #ts2recolors, #ts2repo #co2repo #co2repopack IMPORTANT:

2-click objects are for 2-click/step foundations and foundation pieces are for default foundations/stages. Still – you’ll be able to mix and match in a variety of ways.

You’ll need “move object on/off” and “grid on/off” cheats to place some objects.

Foundation pieces match default foundations/decks which are slightly larger than a 1x1 tile space. They will overlap slightly – so depending on your design, you may want to shift things around with cheats.

Some items are asymmetrical/oversized so they’ll fit better with others in the set and give the paths a bit of a “distressed” look.

The 1x1/2x2 round corners use angled (not rounded) curves; this detail is apparent when you apply solid color txtr’s to them.

Some lights are repo’d to the neon plutonium rod (Nightlife EP) and will use the same light colors.

There is a short tutorial for this set HERE.

ITEMS SIDEWALKS

2-Click Platforms, Planters, and Ramps (12-100 poly) 4-Click Foundations (32-64 poly) Bollards 001-002 (230-262 poly) – Bollard 001 is repo’d to the Plutonium Rod (Nightlife EP) Step Covers (Steps/Ramp) (~18-24 poly) -place with cheats; – center/side pieces work as Rubberall Platform 1x1/2x1 (20 poly) Rubberall Ramp Cover 1x1 (66 poly) Rubberall Corner (Left/Right) (96 poly) Rubberall Curb (14 poly) Just8, 1x1 Transition Curb Left (24 poly) Just8, 1x1 Transition Curb Right (24 poly) Just8, 1x1 Transition Platform (44 poly) Lighting (166-332 poly) Solo, 1x1 Planter (20 poly) Solo, 2x2 Planter (20 poly) Urban Future 4, 1x1 Curb (66 poly) – curb MESH; includes invisible recolor other curbs, curves, corner, and accent pieces (6-305 poly) SEWERS 001

Beam (Deco) (44 poly) Beam (Column) (44 poly) Canal (7x9) (140 poly) Pipes 001-003 (1000-1024 poly) Rails (1-Tile/3-Tile) (115-192 poly) Tunnel (7x9) (448 poly) Utility Box (Functional) (266 poly) – earns the lot owner a small credit for each billing cycle. Utility Wires (896 poly) Zogorman Drains (1x1 /3x1) (42-126 poly) K76 Drains (1x1/2x2/Raised) (728-744 poly) DOWNLOAD (choose one) from SFS | from MEGA COMPATIBILITY Compatible with Shiftable Everything (Lamare, 2022) and Object Freedom (Fway, 2023). Shift trees and garden plants into place before adding the planter pieces. CREDITS Thanks: Sim Shenanigans Discord folks, UV Mapping Tips (Frac, 2024). Sources: Beyno (Korn via BBFonts), Dosch SciFi Materials V1.1 (2022; 2009), EA/Maxis; Metal Grate (RBG_illustrations, 2019 via CCA), Modulo_Sewer_01 (Polo_Art, 2022 via Creative Commons Attribution), Modular Sidewalk/Curb Kit (Just8 2022-2023 via CCA), Neon Floor Lamp Add-On (PineappleForest, 2022), Nooks & Niches (Buggybooz, 2012), Offuturistic Infographic (Freepik), Retro Simlish Font/Simlish Manbow Solid (Adele, n.d.), Rubber Traffic Inspirations (Pewex, 2019), Sewer grate (Katy76 via PC Sims, 2007); Sidewalk (Zogorman, 2018 via CCA), Spawn of Square Stair (Khakidoo, 2007;), Textures (CuriousB, HugeLunatic, 2018; Simmons, 2023; 2010; Stonemason, 2011; Klevestav, 2013; 2010; EA/Maxis); Tree Planter w/ Grate (LordSamueliSolo, 2021 via CCA), Urban Future 4 (Stonemason, 2011).

[unsanitarystation]

All the stuff about Prowl needing to piss around crystals... I'm sure this didn't use to be a problem. When you have washracks in Praxus accommodating the need to void around crystals, its not a problem. But, after the war begins, when all this is not available, Praxians kind of constantly have a weird urge to piss on every crystal they see. It's a weird combination of territorial behaviour and also like the equivalent of desperately needing to go to the toilet if you know there isn't going to be one in a while.

Prowl manages his needs pretty well on his own, so much so that no one else on his crew knows about Praxian voiding requirements. They've never seen Prowl in the communal washracks, true, but they assume that's normal for an officer.

This isn't a problem until someone finds something very exciting deep in storage. Someone finds the materials to grow and cultivate Praxian crystals. The crew is understandably ecstatic, even Prowl is quietly excited- until they all decide its such a joyful experience that they should all partake in it together- and so the crystals will be grown in the rec room.

The planter filled with little rocks is positioned on a table in the centre of the room. Bots love to stop by and peer at it and see if any baby crystals have started popping up yet. But Prowl always avoids it. He takes the long way round to the energon dispenser when he can. He tends to try to disguise it by looking at something else- like needing to inspect the notice board or something. But sometimes he's walking in with another bot and doesn't really have a choice. He always tenses up when walking past the planter, resolutely keeping his optics off it.

There's nothing even there yet. It's just a box of gravel. But the knowledge, knowing what the box is... Every time he walks past it he feels the immediate pressure in his waste tank. He clenches his valve so hard his doorwings quiver.

But the real trouble comes when the first little budding crystal pops above the gravel. Prowls sensors pick up on it the moment he steps into the room. The pang in his abdomen is so strong he falters at the doorway, knees buckling and forcing him to grasp at the wall. He plays it off as some tiredness. He's fine. He, uh, will go have a rest in his office and come back later.

He rushes back to his office and he can barely hold his waste fluid in. He tiptoes in through his office door, servos pressed against his panels, whimpering as he barely makes it to his portable little crystal basin. He squats over it, panels clicking back, letting out a whine of relief as the waste fluid finally leaves his frame.

This is bad. He could probably get around refuelling, maybe getting someone to bring the energon to his office instead... No one would suspect a thing. He's busy. In fact, they would be glad to bring him some fuel considering his usual refuelling habits. But that's not the problem. The problem is he wants to go back.

Every instinct screams at him to go back to the rec room, to have a good look at the baby crystals he misses so much, to raise his leg over them and-

Prowl presses his servos against his optics and groans.

He manages to resist for all of one full shift. One entire shift and that's it. He can't help it. He waits until the middle of the night where the rec room is almost always empty, then he makes his move. He hurries into the room, his waste tank immediately aching and his valve clenching the moment the door swishes open. Sure it's a breach of protocol to override the security cameras just for a minute. But he can allow himself this. Just this once.

When he finally stumbles up to the table, his servos grip the edge until the metal begins to deform. He barely has the time to consider how embrassing it would look as he swings his leg onto the table top, clambering on, before settling onto his knees and straddling his frame over the planter.

Primus he hasn't seen a live crystal in so long. His panels click back and piss spews from his valve so hard it hits the rocks with an audible splash as Prowl grits his denta and groans. Little drops of waste fluid bounce of the gravel, spashing against his thighs as he shamelessly rocks his hips to relieve some of the pressure.

When the stream finally slows, a relieved gasp slips past Prowl's lips. His shivering frame tips forward and he catches himself on his servos. He doesn't know when his fans kicked in, but all he can hear is his own panting and spinning fans in the silent room.

It's only when he suddenly hears a quiet shuffle at behind him- he shoots back up onto his knees and turns his helm to see someone at the door- how long have they been standing there-

oh man... That's embarrassing for Prowl ajshsuah. Imagine walking into the rec room late at night and finding the second in command helplessly rolling his hips above the crystal display, pissing on them like a dog... The questions that bot now has, Prowl cannot even begin to explain himself.

[pokemonshelterstories]

so, i recently came into possession of a very young Turtwig, and im not entirely sure how to raise him properly. any advice for keeping the little guy comfortable?

aww, turtwig are such cute little guys! i'd recommend touching base with a pokemon center to make sure your setup looks good.

turtwig primarily get their energy through photosynthesis, although they also graze on grass and eat flowers and berries to supplement their diet. your turtwig definitely needs both a good UV lamp and access to natural sunlight. their ideal temperature is 22-27°C with a basking area closer to 29°C, so if you live in an area that doesn't regularly hit those temps, you'll need to provide an indoor enclosure that does. for food, you can offer berries, root vegetables, and leafy greens, but talk to a nurse joy or your vet about what exactly to give. turtwig also need two water dishes- one for drinking, and one for soaking in.

the sprout on their head should be bright and perky, and their shell should be warm and slightly moist. check these regularly, as changes in sprout and shell quality are the first indication of health issues.

in terms of enrichment, foraging toys, toys they can toss around, a box of soil to dig and nap in, and a grass planter tray are all great ideas to keep your turtwig entertained!