#spitten

[amaranth-hollow]

A couple of spittens getting ready for adoption day

Pattern is my own

[twafordizzy]

Seamus Heaney Dicht over Spitten

bron beeld: theguardian.com Spitten Tussen mijn vinger en mijn duim / Rust plomp de pen, een knus pistool. Onder mijn raam, het helder schraapgezang / Van de spa, die zinkt in grindige grond: / Mijn vader, die spit. Mijn blik daalt Tot zijn strakke kont tussen bloembedden / Diep buigt, twintig jaar verder opduikt, / Ritmisch stotend door aardappelriggels, / Waar hij stond te spitten. De ruige…

[irisgardenecology]

Kattengespit in je tuin: zo voorkom je het!

Detail uit een tekening van Tuinlogica. In een fijne groene tuin zijn katten minder geneigd te poepen. Al spittend tussen de planten kom je ineens tot een vieze ontdekking: kattenpoep! Een enorme ergernis. Maar een groene tuin hoeft geen kattentoilet te zijn! Dit zijn mijn ervaringen met hoe je dat voorkomt. Continue reading Untitled

[spittenvibes]

Big Surprise in a Small Package || Young Constellations P.3

Word count: 1,621

A/N: I worte this when I was 14 and haven't touched it since so there is alot that I would write differently now. Regardless hope the 3rd chapter of this story is interesting!

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

As soon as the group had gotten off Mars everything somehow became still, the sort of still that makes you want to whisper when there is no reason to, which only put Mira on edge, as she had found that, although in space, the law, “If something can go wrong it will.” still holds every bit as true. The only thing left that could go wrong would be with Quib, so she went to go check on him.

Quib was sitting at a small round metal table by the back of the control room, mindlessly polishing a jar with a small smile on his face. Mira couldn't decide if this was good or bad for him. Mira had not really even meant to bring him with her. But at least her degree in psychology might finally be of some use. Now, don't misinterpret this, a degree in psychology is nothing to laugh at, no, the main thing was that being a fugitive in space doesn't attract very many patients. And in normal circumstances, you shouldn't have any relation to the patient, but this wasn't a normal situation, or at least she hoped it wasn't. so she had to improvise.

“So, how are you?” Mira asked, trying a little too hard to sound friendly.

This got Quib to stop polishing the jar, and sarcastically replied, “Oh you know, I'm doing just fine. I woke up, took a stroll down the city, helped a seemingly innocent stranger find her way, got chased by assassins trying to kill said stranger, and ended up getting kidnapped by her as an attempt to save me. But enough about me, how are you?"

“Right,” Mira was a little rusty and the odd situation did not help her any either “sorry about that.”

“Hmf,” was the only thing Quib said back, before continuing to polish the jar, now slightly more vigorously.

So Mira decided to go a different route and ask about the jar Quib kept going back to, because it could be important for his mental health, and definitely not because Mira was super curious about it.“ So... what's in that jar?”

“ I don't know” Quib said, already annoyed.

“What do you mean you don't know?” Mira asked, persistent.

Quib was almost offended by the idea that he was lying. “I mean, I don't know, it's, just a thing that I picked up,”

Mira leaned in a little to try to get a look at what was inside, the jar in question was full of something that glimmered slightly under the harsh lighting as pinks, purples and blues flowed throughout, but no matter its beauty. A sealed jar full of who knows what, is no longer just comfort, it could be dangerous.“Alright, just, don't open it”

Mira was worn out and needed time to think. whatever is in the jar didn't seem like something that needed to be dealt with at that minute. Mira walked over to the controls at the front of the ship and pressed a couple of buttons putting the ship in level one lockdown, that way Quib wouldn't be able to start driving, and so Mira could keep an eye on what he was doing.“I'll be down in my study, if you need anything ask the ship first”

And with that, Mira headed down the stairs and off to her study to lay down for a bit.

Mira had not only piqued Quibs interest in the jar, he was feeling quite spiteful. The jar had never seemed odd to Quib. there were lots of little knick knacks around when he was in the OST and this had just been another one, but now it could be a tool, or at least take his mind off things for the time being. At first he decided to just watch it, and when it didn't do anything Quib opened the jar, still nothing. he had nothing better to do so he put their finger in it. the goop was almost the same temperature as the air around it, and Quib could feel it swirling around him finger. Quib pulled him finger out of the goop. there was no residue left over. he looked at the jar again and nearly jumped at the sight of a pinky purpley eye staring up at them. the goop started swirling with color. In a panic, Quib closed the jar as fast as he could.

“Umm, ship?” Quib said through heavy breathing, his heart almost in his throat. Nothing happened.

“Uhh ship… hello”

At the front of the ship a holophone flashed on, showing a concerned Mira.“What's up Quib?” Mira asked, in a calm, nonchalant tone, even though she was fearing the worst.

Quib couldn't think of anything to say.“Ummmmm” he said, stalling for an explanation.

Mira had no idea what was happening, but she knew Quib wasn’t going to tell her. she wasn't going to take any chances.“I'm coming up, ok?”

The jar was swirling with all sorts of colors, and Quib was just standing there, as if saying, “What? I didn't do anything.”

“You opened it didn't you,”

Quib really didn't like being accused, whether or not it was justified.“It hasn't done anything, well, other than this that is” Quib gestured towards the now slightly calmer jar.

Mira couldn't understand how her passenger was so calm holding a jar full of whatever that is, it didn't matter, if that thing exploded the only place on the ship that would be safe would be the containment cell.

“Give it to me”

“Why?” Quib still wanted to know what this was and wasn't going to let this stranger ruin his chance at knowing.

“I'm not going to do anything but put it in the containment cell, you can even go in there with it if you want” it was the best thing Mira could do, she couldn't land, it was still too soon after the whole Mars ordeal.

Quib gave in, “Fine.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Mira input the code to open the metal cell door. Quib went in and put the jar on the floor before opening it again, then the two went to the main room to view it. It didn't take long for the eye to appear again. Mira watched in awe as the thing looked around the small metal room. It glanced around one more time before knocking the jar over, sliding out, and taking the shape of… a person? Mira and Quib, were now both standing just inches from the one-way glass of the cell, amazed by what they were seeing. It had a human shape, standing about 4 feet tall, with baby pink skin and even lighter hair, its eyes were the colors of the galaxy, and it was, blushing? Blues and purples flowed across its face as it slid down the wall to sit on the ground.

Mira was the first to say anything.“What, is it?”

Quib replied in awe, but still with their usual snippy attitude

“Once again, I don't know”

Quib had seen a lot of different sentient beings, but nothing like this. Even the lab raids never had this kind of thing.

Mira snapped out of her intrigue, realizing that this was a living thing with thoughts, feelings, and presumably needs.“How long has it been in that jar, Quib?”

“How am I supposed to know, I didn't put it in there.” Quib wasn't even really supposed to have it.

“Then what do we do?” Mira said, trying to stay calm and collected, but obviously flustered.

In the OST it was the psychologists that dealt with this sort of stuff, all Quib did was go out on missions.“No idea, i'm not a phycologist”

Mira knew what right thing to do was.“Fine, but you’re coming with me”

Mira grabbed Quib by the arm and dragged him to the door before he had a chance to answer, that way, Mira wouldn't have time to change her mind. As soon as Mira opened the door to the cell the thing moved to be as far away as possible, it turned an almost gray color, with Pinks, purples, and blues spreading across its face, its form trembling.

“We are not going to hurt you.” Mira said as she took a careful step forward.

“No more experiments?” it questioned in a very soft voice.

Mira could hear fear in its voice but that may be due more to the difficulty it was having keeping its form together. “What is it talking about?” Mira asked Quib with genuine concern.

Quib was annoyed by how much Mira thought he knew, he knew just as much as Mira did.“I don't know”

“Quib, are you sure you don't have any idea what it could be talking about?” Mira pleaded.

Quib realized how desperate Mira was and thought for a minute before saying “well, it could be from a lab raid I guess, but nothing came from jars as far as I know, that's all I can think of”

“What raids? What are you talking about?” Mira questioned

Quib didn't know if he wanted to tell Mira about them. the lab raids had been some of the biggest ones in the OSTs history, and the most recent, there had been smaller ones since then but nothing super noteworthy came out of those. “Before I joined the OST, there had been a huge lab raid, the most experiments ever saved at one time, but like I said there wasn't anything like this”

There was nothing else to do, mira didn't have enough information and wasn't going to put her ship in danger.

“Im going to do some research on this”

[spookspokay]

Copyright is not a tool of oppression, its a tool for the people. It became fucking helllike when shitty ass michael rat got its gross lil hands over it twisting it so hard to benefit the worst people alive.

Being against copyright means you think intellectual property capitalist anarchism is a good thing, which i fucking dont. Being aganist copyright laws however, thats where you actually benefit artists, not groups, people. People who actually make the things you like.

People in here are just so fucking stuck in a black or white consumer mentality it actively hurts.

[doppleganger-rental]

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I had no idea!

[wilgentak]

morgen mijn allereerste vrijgezellenfeest. mijn ouders zeggen dat mijn generatie traditioneler is geworden, omdat twee vriendinnen van mij deze herfst trouwen, één vriendin vorige week is gevraagd, en ik in ieder geval nog drie andere kan bedenken die sowieso ook gaan trouwen op een gegeven moment. misschien zijn we niet traditioneler, want niemand trouwt voor hun geloof, maar zijn we romantischer ingesteld.

[butthead7]

Did i tell you guys about the time i woke up (sick), turned my alarm clock off, squinted into the darkness of my room, and said "arise, and be glad; for it is the 'morrow that breathes lifs into your lungs, and whos tears sooth your throat."

[potabo]

love this man

day 268 of drawing spamton every day until deltarune chapter 3

[lovinbarzal]

SOFT LAUNCH | MR73

matt rempe x fem! trouba sister! reader

masterlist || fc addison rae || context: reader is a famous tiktoker and friends with dixie! she met matt through jack by going to a hockey game aka trevor trying to set up his gf bsf with his bsf. it did not go well in the sense that the two did not get together cause jack already had a secret gf but she noticed matt during warm ups cause she was standing on the wrong side of the rink for warms ups. she did not tell jacob that she was at the game from an invitation from trevor jack. it was the game that matt dropped bastian. she's friends with some of the older umich boys basically team 100 (her, jacob, and phil are a mini trio cause jacob and phil don't get enought recognition 😓) || i know this has a lot of plot holes but idc because i'm tired and i'll probably go back and make an official timeline if i make this an OFFICIAL au. enjoy :)

feb 22, 2024

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iloveyntrouba yess we love a hockey gal!

dixiedamelio omg such a great time ✨

↳ yntrouba kith💋💋

jacobtrouba you're wearing the wrong jersey.

↳ yntrouba wdym my fav player is breadman🤨

↳ jacobtrouba WORST SISTER OF THE YEAR AWARD!!!!!!!!!!

dixieandynlover her and dixie devoured!

mattrempe 👍🏼

nyrangers we loved having you❤️

hateacc1 stupid puck bunny

↳ newyorkrangersfan1007 her brother plays for the rangers🤦🏻‍♀️

brendon.brisson how did the piper pick?

↳ yntrouba pick pepper

alexlaff11 she is an icon. she is the moment.

↳ yntrouba fav all time

lauren.rodolitz MY GIRL CANT WAIT TO SEE YOU!

↳ yntrouba ILY❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

jacob_truscott20 trio reunion???? @/plapointe_22 @/yntrouba

↳ plapointe_22 spitten facts

↳ yntrouba if it fits into my schedule

jackhughes loved meeting you!

↳ yntrouba same!

↳ nhlynvsp OMG MY FAVS INTERACTING!!!

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march 14th, 2024

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jacob_truscott20 thomas the dumpy truck

↳ yntrouba not how that works

ynupdates hey girly! who's the guy you're soft launching at the end??????

↳ hughesxnhllover i think it's jack hughes (he's a hockey player)! they've been interacting like crazy lately and she looks like the girl he brought to family skate for the stadium series

↳ hughesbrosfan i dont think so. jack doesn't have a busted lip atm & i think they confirmed who that girl was and it wasn't her...

jacobtrouba text me back rn

↳ yntrouba denied💁🏻‍♀️

↳ jacobtrouba don't make me do it

↳ yntrouba NO! I'M SORRY! PLS DONT SEND KREIDER AFTER ME!

trevorzegras 💆🏻‍♀️💅🏼

↳ yntrouba @/dixiedamelio pls get him out of my comment section :)

plapointe_22 nice guy!

↳ jacobtrouba TELL ME WHO HE IS NOW PHIL! or else.

↳ yntrouba DONT DO IT PHILLY! HE'S JUST KIDDIN!

↳ plapointe_22 AHHHHHHHHHHHH😓😓

mattrempe 👾🤜🏼

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↳ yntroubatrain wait a sec....???? what's matt doing here??

[eklesia-system]

Hello a wah! :0 I am a wah. (dances)

I am Gelato, I am a spatter. I am a species in the headspace world! We resemble taur cats with spiderlike mandibles. We have four legs and four arms. Our fur ranges from super fluffy like mine, to very sleek and sticky! We can crawl on walls and make webs. Some of us even have horns.

We are able to reproduce asexually, and not all spatters have gender. I am agender. I use she/her pronouns, but I do not experience gender, and none of my siblings do either. :0 I am a wah.

We spatters eat a lot when we are young, like caterpillars, and we grow to whatever size we feel most comfortable at. I am a small wah. -w- I like to snuggle on laps. Khaz gives me good pets. But my sibling Thunderstruck is so big he has to live outside. He's bigger than a horse. :0

We can also metamorphosis! When we eat a lot of bad stuff that could hurt others we go into a cocoon and come out as a pretty spatterfly with wings that last for a week or two. Then the metamorphosis spatter loses the wings but they have babies. New spittens! My niece Ruby is in metamorphosis right now, she is in a cocoon a wah.

I just wanted a wah, to talk about being a wah, to the internet who do not know what a spatter is. :0 And about being a wah. Being a wah is, being me, being "I am who and what I am". I am a wah. :0

We mostly don't talk as much as I did, with so many words, but each spatter is different. I have a sibling who is very smart and uses a lot of words. Usually I just say "wah" and snuggle. But I felt like sharing some things about me and a wah.

Good bye. :0 Wah!

-Gelato

[blue-phoria]

if narilamb kids are shittens then narisham kids are spittens

[a-random-fan4444]

Exactly! It was so jarring reading fics for Rotttmnt the first time around because of the tonal shift, there was this weird shame to write silly fics for the funny turtle show. Embracing the stupid and silly doesn’t mean not also enjoying the angst. They’re not mutually exclusive.

rise fic writers need to lighten up a little. I see this happen in every TMNT shows fanbase and always specifically the fic writers and I desperately need people to understand that it is more than okay to get a little sillay with the funnie turtle show. Please I'm begging you there is more to fiction than suffering angst and overly saccharine fluff deliberately made to give a break between angst. be brave enough to be stupid

[naamahdarling]

I have a few brief hours to name this baby jumping spider/persian cat spitten thing I'll have as a sidekick in the next game:

It has to be ADORABLE. He's black, pink, and iridescent turquoise and about the size of a medium-large housecat -- 12 pounds or so.

Help!

Ideas I've had:

Cookie

Gumbo

Bus

Muffin

Daisy

Peaches

Pot Pie

Queenie

Jellybean

Pixie

Skittle

Pudding

Leaning toward Daisy or Pudding.

[spittenvibes]

"You got taller" Mira said, excited and relieved that i was still alive.

[drekkavac-moving]

😄 for my muse's most used emojis.

anya's most used emoji's ...

😴 , 😈 , 💩 , 💪 , 🔥 , ���💦 , 🔪

two of them are always sent together ... & that's shown with the commas. in case you can't tell ... she's always spitten fire.