#toadstool hill

[yaboiwormy]

Hey idk if this is the best way to get this out there but if you lived on Misawa Air Base in Japan between the years of 2012 and 2016 and the name “Toadstool Hill” means anything to you can you please hit me up?

[zucchinin]

Would love to see a mod for Silent Hill 4 that replaces the toadstools with the hattifatteners from Moomin

[hopusthechaosbun]

AU Time, AU Time!!

This AU has quite a few alterations! The main ones are included here, but there'll be more noticable ones that will come later!

- King Koopa has custody of his kids and isn't an asshole! (Wowie!)

- The Koopalings are MUUUUUCH younger and their age order is different

- SPECIES SHIFT, SPECIES SHIFT, SPECIES SHIFT-

- The Broodals live on Earth

- Peasley and Toadstool aren't avalailable for asks in this AU because their kingdoms don't like Koopas

And before I get to the juicy stuff, I'd like to provide inspo credit!!

Character designs:

@spontaneouskoopalingblog

@koopakidsandstuffs

Backstory:

@nrcy-d0-deactivated20231105

Okay, les gooooo!

Koopa Species & World Geography:

This map is a good reference point for where the countries are and the diversity of environments in this world. There are many species of Koopa depending on the environment:

Sky Koopas: High altitudes, in the sky (Sky Land, Cloud Kingdom, Mengeruine Clouds)

Sea Koopas: Warmer oceans / lakes (think near the islands, beaches, and Lake Kingdom)

Sand Koopas: Any desert (Layer Cake Desert, Sand Kingdom

Pirahna Koopas: Pipe Land

Snow Koopas: Very cold areas (Ice Land and Snow Kingdom)

Rock Koopas: Mountainous regions (Rock Candy Mines

Jungle Koopas: Soda Jungle

Grass Koopas: Standard, normal Koopas. Found just about everywhere

This guide also applies to the Koopa Kids, as they follow the Koopa species.

These species give each of the Koopalings (& Kids) quirks. (Except Cheatsy and Larry.)

Sky Koopas (Ludwig & Bully) have wings and hollow bones. As babies, Sky Koopas use a humming bird's wing pattern to fly.

Sea Koopas (Wendy & Kootie Pie) have gills and fins that make them EXCELLENT swimmers.

Jungle Koopas (Iggy) and climb and camoflauge, as well as easily tear through bark to eat tree bugs. (Iggy had to break a habbit of eating ants.)

Sand Koopas (Big Mouth and Roy) have many spikes to avoid being eaten. They also take on a reddish-brown colour to blend in with desert rocks when hunting. They have great digging ability, so they can chill under the sand during the scorching day. The varients of Sand Koopas have different tails, such as rattle snake (Big Mouth) and scorpion (Roy). Oh, also, they're venomous! And scorpion Sand Koopas can sting :3

Rock Koopas (Morton) are Desert Koopas evolved to climb mountains and fight others to become king of the hill to get the best (limited) vegetation. Their most notable feature is their horns.

Snow Koopas (Lemmy, Hip & Hop) are furry and get very weak in the heat. They also love fish. They tend to purr when happy, and often knead. Like cats, they have retractable claws.

Pirahna Koopas (Kooky) are known as the "freaks" of Koopas because they act the most feral. They bite, have cloroplast in their tail, have odd coloured eyes... The rumours have been that they're merges of Pirahna Plant and Koopa, but it was actually evolution slowly turning Pipeland Koopas into partial pirahna plants.

Koopalings

The koopalings JUST got adopted by Bowser. Their age order (oldest to youngest) goes Iggy, Morton, Lemmy, Ludwig, Roy, Wendy, Larry. (This is a reference.) They all have separate parents (except for Ludwig & Roy, as they're twins) that passed away in some horrific accident. (I love giving my characters trauma! <3) Their ages go as such:

Larry -> 4

Wendy -> 5

Roy & Ludwig -> 7

Lemmy -> 9

Morton -> 10

Iggy -> 12

They all take magic lessons from Kamek, and designed their wands to their liking. (Morton was TOLD to not make a hammer, but he didn't care.) Due to PTSD, they can be hostile, jittery or distressed at points for seemingly little or no reason. They try to adjust to their new life as royalty.

Koopa Kids

King Koopa keeps custody of his kids in this AU! Many koopas from all over the world volunteered to birth the king's children, but once they lounged around to get enough luxury items, they left. Bully was born paralysed from the waist down, but when unable to use his wheelchair, he gets around by flying. Also, Cheatsy is trans in this AU, but unlike the main world, King Koopa is fully supportive of his younger princess. (She dresses like Kootie Pie, but in hues of blue.) The only mother that still bothers to visit is Kooky's mother, who is much the opposite of Pirahna Koopa stereotypes and often comes to calm her son. The Koopa Kids age order is as follows:

Bully -> 14

Kootie Pie -> 11

Big Mouth -> 9

Kooky -> 7

Cheatsy -> 6

Hip & Hop -> 3

Broodals

The Broodals are a mafia gang! Madame Broode (called Mama Broode) is the mother figure and leader (as well as the birth mother of Hariet). Hariet is uninterested in joining the gang, and Mama Broode respected her wishes by getting an apartment near a wealthy school so Hariet could study and "become anything she wanted to make Mama proud". Meanwhile, Mama Broode took orphaned boys into her gang, including

Topper, an abandoned bun with a lazy eye and a stutter

Spewart, an aggressive and protective older brother mourning the recent death of his parents and coping with homelessness

Rango, a non verbal child trying to comprehend everything.

Their ages go:

Topper -> 8

Hariet -> 16

Spewart -> 12

Rango -> 3

And there you have it!!

Everyone I listed is open for asks!!

I waited so long for this, oh good golly-

It's 1am for me now though! Bedtime!

[datcloudboi]

List of video games turning 20 years old in 2023:

Advance Wars 2: Black Hole Rising

Alien Versus Predator: Extinction

Amplitude (an early rhythm game from Harmonix, the creators of Rock Band)

Ape Escape 2

Aquaman: Battle for Atlantis (the Superman 64 for Aquaman)

Arc the Lad: Twilight of the Spirits

Banjo-Kazooie: Grunty's Revenge

Batman: Dark Tomorrow (the Superman 64 for Batman)

Beyond Good and Evil

Bloody Roar 4 (the last game in the series to release)

Boktai: The Sun is in Your Hand (a very unique action RPG from Metal Gear creator Hideo Kojima)

Brute Force

Call of Duty (the very first one)

Castlevania: Aria of Sorrow

Crimson Skies: High Road to Revenge

Dark Cloud 2

Deus Ex: Invisible War

Devil May Cry 2

Dino Crisis 3 (C'mon, Capcom, do another one)

Disaster Report

Disgaea: Hour of Darkness

Dragon Ball Z: The Legacy of Goku II

Drake of the 99 Dragons

Dynasty Warriors 4

Enter the Matrix

Eve Online

Fatal Frame II: Crimson Butterfly

Final Fantasy Tactics Advance (my personal favorite TRPG)

Final Fantasy X-2

Final Fantasy XI Online (in the States. Also the first MMO in the series)

Fire Emblem: The Blazing Blade (the first Fire Emblem game to release in the States)

Freedom Fighters

Freelancer

F-Zero GX

The Getaway

Golden Sun: The Lost Age

Grabbed by the Ghoulies (the first game developed by Rare after being acquired by Xbox)

.hack//Infection

.hack//Mutation

.hack//Outbreak (yep, three .hack games were released in a single year)

Homeworld 2

Ikaruga (the most video game-ass video game that ever video game'd)

Jak II

Jurassic Park: Operation Genesis

Kirby: Air Ride

Legacy of Kain: Defiance (the last game in the series to release)

The Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker

Lost Kingdoms II

Manhunt

Mario & Luigi: Superstar Saga

Mario Golf: Toadstool Tour

Mario Kart: Double Dash!!

Mario Party 5

Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne

Medal of Honor: Rising Sun

Mega Man & Bass (was originally a Sega Saturn exclusive that only released in Japan. It released over in the States on the GBA.)

Mega Man Battle Network 3

Mega Man X7

Mega Man Zero 2

Metal Arms: Glitch in the System

Midnight Club II

Need for Speed: Underground

Otogi: Myth of Demons (an early SoulsBorne-like game from From Software)

Panzer Dragoon Orta

P.N.03

Pokémon Ruby/Sapphire (in the States)

Postal 2

Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time

Ratchet & Clank: Going Commando

Rayman 3: Hoodlum Havoc

Rise of Nations

Robocop (the Superman 64 for Robocop)

Silent Hill 3

The Simpsons: Hit & Run

Sonic Advance 2

SoulCalibur II (the console versions)

Sphinx and the Cursed Mummy

Spongebob Squarepants: Battle for Bikini Bottom

Star Wars: Galaxies

Star Wars: Jedi Knight - Jedi Academy

Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic

Super Mario Advance 4: Super Mario Bros. 3 (a remake of Super Mario Bros. 3 for the GBA)

Tak and the Power of Juju

1080° Avalanche

Tenchu: Wrath of Heaven

Tomb Raider: The Angel of Darkness

Tony Hawk’s Underground

Toontown Online

True Crime: Streets of LA (Activision's attempt at a GTA clone)

Unlimited SaGa

Unreal II: The Awakening

Viewtiful Joe

Virtua Fighter 4: Evolution

Warcraft III: The Frozen Throne (the last Warcraft game before WoW)

Wario World

WarioWare, Inc.: Mega MicroGame$!

Xenosaga Episode I: Der Wille zur Macht (The Will to Power)

XIII

Zone of the Enders: The 2nd Runner

[onwesterlywinds]

PROMPT #26: Zip

A follow-up to Prompt #17, Destruct, from #FFXIVWrite 2020.

As Ahtyn fell asleep for the evening at her room in the Sandsea, her unconscious mind was at once propelled into the dreamscape of Lyhe Mheg. Before her senses could adjust to the rose-hued flora and candy-sweet air, Tyr Beq materialized before her - then Feo Ul, resplendent as ever in the mantle of Titania.

"Alright," Ahtyn said. "What's she done now."

Neither pixie said a word, but Tyr Beq pointed over to a flowerbed off in the distance - where, within moments, the littlest gaelicat with the brightest rainbow wings charged out in pursuit of a particularly obtuse bumblebee. She pounced, zigging and zagging her lithe little body through the air with all the intensity of Valigarmanda on the hunt.

"At this rate," Feo Ul declared, albeit with a note of unmistakable fondness in their voice, "we will have no workers left to pollenate our gardens come spring."

Gaelithistle landed back on her paws, the unmoving bee clasped tight in her incisors. Only then did she seem to notice Ahtyn's arrival; though she lifted her stubby little tail in delight, she immediately turned and sprinted for the hills.

"I'm not gonna chase her," said Ahtyn. "She wants me to chase her."

And so she, Feo Ul, and Tyr Beq followed at a leisurely walk, by which time the gaelicat was already chewing on a particularly hallucinogenic toadstool.

Feo Ul lifted their staff, and the creature was lifted in turn, levitating in the air and squirming all the while. "Whatever ails you, sweet creature, may very well be incurable." With one last flick of their wrist, the gaelicat blinked out of the Kingdom of Rainbows entirely, back to the Source.

"OW!" Ahtyn winced as sharp teeth pierced the toes of her physical form, stirring her from the dream. All at once she was back in bed with a gaelicat wriggling beneath her covers - until at last her warm little body settled against her knees and drifted off. With one last scritch to her ears, Ahtyn did her best to follow suit.

[warriors-rewritten-chaos]

Warrior Cats Prefixes List- G

I had a WC Name Generator on Perchance that I made but I don't seem to have access anymore, so I'm remaking it here as just a simple list. The definitions used are the ones that Clan cats have for those things, and thus are the origins of the names. Definitions used are whatever I found when I googled it.

Gale-: "[noun] a very strong wind"

Galerina-: "[noun] a species of extremely poisonous mushroom-forming fungus in the family Hymenogastraceae of the order Agaricales"

Gannet-: "[noun] a large seabird with mainly white plumage, known for catching fish by plunge-diving"

Garlic-: "[noun] a strong-smelling pungent-tasting bulb; [noun] the plant, closely related to the onion, that produces garlic bulbs"

Garnet-: "[noun] a precious stone consisting of a deep red vitreous silicate mineral"

Garter-: "[noun] a common, harmless North American snake that typically has well-defined longitudinal stripes and favors damp habitats"

Gentle-: "[adj] having or showing a mild, kind, or tender temperament or character"

Gill-: "[noun] the paired respiratory organ of fish and some amphibians; [noun] the vertical plates arranged radially on the underside of mushrooms and many toadstools"

Ginger-: "[noun] a hot, fragrant spice; [noun] a Southeast Asian plant, which resembles bamboo in appearance, from which ginger is taken; [adj] of a light reddish-yellow or orange-brown color"

Glade-: "[noun] an open space in a forest"

Gleam-: "[noun] a faint or brief light, especially one reflected from something; [verb] shine brightly, especially with reflected light"

Gloom-: "[noun] partial or total darkness; [adj] have a dark or somber appearance"

Glow-: "[noun] a steady radiance of light or heat; [verb] give out steady light without flame"

Glowworm-: "[noun] a soft-bodied beetle with luminescent organs in the abdomen, especially the larva-like wingless female which emits light to attract the flying male"

Goat-: "[noun] a hardy domesticated ruminant animal that has backward curving horns and (in the male) a beard"

Gold-: "[noun] a deep lustrous yellow or yellow-brown color; [adj] made of or colored like gold"

Golden-: "[adj] colored or shining like gold"

Goldenrod-: "[noun] a plant of the daisy family, which bears tall spikes of small bright yellow flowers"

Goldfish-: "[noun] a small reddish-golden Eurasian carp"

Goose-: "[noun] a large waterbird with a long neck, short legs, webbed feet, and a short broad bill"

Gopher-: "[noun] a burrowing rodent with fur-lined pouches on the outside of the cheeks"

Gorge-: "[noun] a narrow valley between hills or mountains, typically with steep rocky walls and a stream running through it"

Gorse-: "[noun] a yellow-flowered shrub of the pea family, the leaves of which are modified to form spines, native to western Europe and North Africa"

Goshawk-: "[noun] a large, short-winged hawk resembling a large sparrow hawk"

Gosling-: "[noun] a young goose"

Graceful-: "[adj] having or showing grace or elegance"

Grain-: "[noun] wheat or any other cultivated cereal crop used as food; [noun] a single fruit or seed of a cereal"

Granite-: "[noun] a very hard, granular, crystalline, igneous rock consisting mainly of quartz, mica, and feldspar"

Grass-: "[noun] vegetation consisting of typically short plants with long, narrow leaves; [noun] the mainly herbaceous plant that constitutes grass, which has jointed stems and spikes of small, wind-pollinated flowers"

Grasshopper-: "[noun] a plant-eating insect with long hind legs that are used for jumping and for producing a chirping sound. It frequents grassy places and low vegetation"

Gravel-: "[noun] a loose aggregation of small water-worn or pounded stones"

Gray-: "[noun] gray color or pigment; [adj] of a color intermediate between black and white, as of ashes or lead]"

Grayling-: "[noun] an edible freshwater fish of Eurasia and North America that is silvery-gray with horizontal violet stripes and has a long, high dorsal fin; [noun] a mainly brown European butterfly which has wings with bright eyespots and grayish undersides"

Grebe-: "[noun] a diving waterbird with a long neck, lobed toes, and almost no tail, typically having bright breeding plumage used in display"

Green-: "[noun] green color or pigment; [adj] of the color between blue and yellow in the spectrum; colored like grass or emeralds"

Grisette-: "[noun] a common edible woodland mushroom with a brown or gray cap, a slender stem, and white gills"

Grouse-: "[noun] a medium to large game bird with a plump body and feathered legs, the male being larger and more conspicuously colored than the female"

Grove-: "[noun] a small wood, orchard, or group of trees"

Grub-: "[noun] the larva of an insect, especially a beetle"

Gull-: "[noun] a long-winged web-footed seabird with a raucous call, typically having white plumage with a gray or black mantle"

Guppy-: "[noun] a small, livebearing freshwater fish"

Gust-: "[noun] a brief, strong rush of wind"

[knittinglizards]

glancing at other people's columbo posts it seems that i take his bumbling persona at face value less/consider the Sly Little Elf Who Should Be Sitting Under His Own Private Toadstool evaluation of his character by the killer in the pilot movie more than most people do. however i do think him falling down a hill in this greenhouse jungle one was probably legit and not on purpose

[werezmastarbucks]

dreams: washington

the dreams continue, and now Kai gives a hint. too bad you lose it.

word count: 1279

warnings: uh don't read if you're scared of inaccurate forest fauna descriptions

kai parker x reader

dreams masterlist

You'd always dreamt to go to these woods.

But now it was a search, not a light walk. You started to get used to these dreams a little. You now half realized you were dreaming. You got the ability to understad you had no ticket to go to Washington, and you'd never do it anyway.

The search was for the key of the dream. What's in the forest? Scanning it from above, like a bird, would be much, much more convenient and way faster. You stood in one place and closed your eyes, trying really hard to turn into a flicker. Did not work. You had to use your legs.

The mist was licking the slope of the hill that was left behind your back. In a tragic funny turn of events, you thought that Damon would be of use here. He'd smell anything that's off, and carry you on his back. He could have predicted an attack from a cougar. You did not know if cougars lived in Oregon, but in your ignorant dreams, they might as well.

Deeper into the forest, it was all blue and grey. The pine trees, silent like stones, as the mist penetrated their cages of gatherings, too heavy to fly high. It was slithering on the ground and trying to lead you away, away, into the chasm between two hills, to make you fall and break your legs.

The air was humid and cold. It made you think of wolves. Somehow, wolves seemed even scarier that cougars. They were lowkey, vile, wild. They symbolized loneliness of the grave that never moves anymore.

The cracking under your foot made you realize you took upon the path of mushrooms. Following their deadly pale heads, you tried to recall what the mushroom roads meant. The witches? The trolls? Fairies? Oxalis grew on the sides and made your mouth fill with saliva. Regardless of the air, and the flare of the place, you weren't cold. You weren't scared of the predators; just a little worried something would eat you before you reach the destination.

You tried to imagine what kind of creatures this forest harboured. Looking around, it seemed like the mountain was very high. The valley downwards hosted werevolves for sure. They lived there in packs. Up here, who knows. It must be something tall, something white like toadstools. Something with big blank eyes as if it lives deep under water. It was as quiet and empty here, as in the ocean. No sound, other than cracking of the shrooms, and the very subtle rustle of the mist wrapping itself around the trunks. The pine trees always made you feel alone. The branches grew so high it was impossible to hide among them. If something was tracking you from afar... you were a color spot. In your bright blue hoodie and with a human face. A loud heart, impatient. Up, up the hill even more.

As you walked, the morning came. Uneven light started shining through the thick clouds, but the thickets grew, too. Now, from time to time, you had to use your hands to push through. You could not identify these plants, all thin branches, no thorns, but still slicing your palms. The bright orange berries shone attractively, but you knew better. You imagined, should you eat them, you'd have blood foam leaking out of your torn mouth. Something chirped in the upper branches of the gorse, as if warning someone of your presence. That told you you were close.

Now, it looked more like Mystic Falls. No infernal blue anymore, but rich swamp green. Moss around, so fresh it almost gave steam. You started noticing bugs on the little branches, the wet leaves, drops shooting down on the waking grass. Something moved three steps from you, and jumped onto the tree. A very normal, fluffy squirrel.

You started hearing the voices. Humans, very close. You considered how rational it would be to approach them, and who could have been chanting in the middle of the forest, on the top of the mountain. So close to the death traps, chasms, hidden, masquarading as gaps between the roots of oak trees.

These woods seemed endless as you still followed the mushrooms, pushing the soft, swamp-like earth down. Maybe the voices were a scary illusion: you could now hear very clearly those were, after all, witches. But the way they chanted spells unknown to you, was more aggressive, more mysterious than what you were used to. It felt more like a cult. Like a group getting ready for something. It made you watch your back and scan the trees, but everything was monotonous green, and your human brain, having left the safety of the forests thousand of years ago, now took this secrecy as a threat.

In the perfectly rounded circle of dancing lindens there was a clearing with well-stomped grass. A group of people chanted there, and you came upon them as suddenly and you woke up in this forest in the first place. However, saying you 'woke up' would be incorrect unless we consider the world of nightmares a separate reality. Which, you thought, was more and more convincing.

Their leader gave a wave of a hand and everyone stopped at once. It's hard to describe a fright one experiences when a whole bunch of witches, all dressed in black, suddenly turn their heads and stare at you on command. You almost peed yourself.

He turned to you, too. And you did not know him, again. This old painful feeling of half-recognizing the stranger from your dreams. You could almost connect his face to other nightmares you had. Something about the plane... the sun spots... he was, in all his elusiveness, heartbreakingly attractive. Like someone whose photo you were supposed to have in a locket. Like someone you lost unfairly.

Now he was older. Dark shade on his chin told you he was more mature. Still, looking from the perspective of having his own coven, he was too youthful. But ah, you'd guess that's the glorious destiny of beautiful, evil, immortal creatures.

"I've been looking..." you started. The boy looked bemused.

"I must have sent you too far by accident. Haven't got ahold of the whole dream invasion yet".

Something cold slid down your spine.

"Dream invasion..."

You must have sounded like a puppet. He approached you and held your hand, surprisingly gently. He led you closer to the circle where dozens of pairs of eyes seemed to watch you with hostility. Some girls moved even. You felt uncomfortable as he held your shoulders, like you were watching the sunset instead of standing in the middle of a witching breakfast.

"Yes, sure. This one, it's not your dream. It's mine", he spoke really close to your ear, and your whole body itched for a second.

"And by saying a dream, I mean... not a night dream. My actual dream came true, Y/N".

The sound of your own name made you open your eyes really wide. His voice was incredibly familiar. Why do you never remember him like that?

"The power, the people, and me, being a dictator I am... you know... that is finally happening here, where I am".

"None of what you're saying makes any sense to me", you confessed weakly. "I don't even know you".

You couldn't let your guard down as you stared at the silent witches.

"Now, when I come back, I will have everything I need - you, and my own coven. I'm a pretty humble creature".

"You just said you were a dictator..."

Suddenly the witches cheered in awful, scary voices. The yell was so loud and unexpected that it made you wake up, for real, this time.

You sat in your bed screaming in horror, realizing you had had yet another nightmare about Kai. But you did not remember a single thing you'd seen.

[foxglove-the-never-fairy]

Fairy Names Pt. 2

Fly with you! It’s been a while hasn’t it? Anyway, I’m here for a second part of one of my most popular posts.

The first post listed fairy names that were used in the DS game “Tinker Bell and the Great Fairy Rescue” in the create-a-fairy section of the game. While the names provided were feminine, I have pulled all of the masculine fairy names from the original Pixie Hollow game. Some names are repeats from the original post, but I kept them in as I wanted to get this out as soon as possible. I hope you enjoy. Here’s the original post.

~🧚🏻‍♀️🔥 Foxglove 

First

Aaron

Ace

Acorn

Agate

Ajay

Alabaster

Alder

Alec

Aleron

Alex

Anchor

Andrew

Archer

Axel

Badger

Bailey

Baker

Bale

Banjo

Barclay

Basil

Benjy

Bert

Bevel

Birch

Bo

Boomer

Boone

Brock

Bruce

Brynn

Buddy

Burr

Burton

Buster

Calder

Casper

Cecil

Cedar

Chance

Chase

Chip

Clay

Cliff

Coal

Cog

Comet

Cosmo

Cote

Covey

Crag

Crane

Cyan

Dale

Dane

Darius

Darrin

Dawson

Decker

Deon

Devlin

Dewey

Donner

Drake

Dug

Dunn

Dustin

Dusty

Echo

Eddy

Edward

Elk

Emery

Erik

Ernie

Errol

Fennel

Fincher

Finn

Fir

Flint

Ford

Francis

Garnet

Glen

Gourd

Gourdie

Grove

Grub

Gull

Hale

Hare

Harris

Hawk

Henry

Heron

Hob

Jacob

James

Jasper

Jay

Kernal

Koto

Lance

Lark

Leaf

Lore

Lute

Lyric

Martin

Maze

Mica

Michal

Nadir

Nester

Oak

Ollie

Onyx

Otter

Peat

Pier

Pine

Quake

Quarry

Quinn

Rain

Ranger

Reed

Richard

River

Robin

Rook

Rusty

Rye

Sage

Sam

Scout

Sean

Seth

Shale

Shoal

Skimmer

Skyler

Spike

Spruce

Sterling

Stone

Tad

Teak

Thatcher

Thistle

Timber

Tiny

Toadstool

Tobey

Todd

Topher

Torn

Torrey

Vail

Valiant

Vern

Vic

Wedge

Wes

Wren

Wynn

Zak

 Middle

Air

Almond

Apple

Aspen

Autumn

Badger

Bark

Beacon

Bear

Bitter

Brave

Bright

Brisk

Broom

Bumble

Candle

Cedar

Chilly

Citrus

Cloud

Cloudy

Clover

Cocoa

Copper

Cricket

Crow

Cub

Dapple

Dash

Day

Drift

Eagle

Elm

Evening

Falcon

Far

Fern

Fig

Fire

Fleet

Flicker

Foggy

Fox

Frost

Frozen

Funny

Garlic

Green

Hail

Hasty

Hawk

Hickory

Holly

Hurry

Ice

Ivy

Jelly

Jumpy

Lemon

Light

Lightning

Lime

Little

Lock

Lotus

Magic

Mango

Maple

Merry

Misty

Moon

Morning

Moss

Mossy

Mountain

Muddy

Never

Nickel

Night

Nimble

Oak

Orange

Otter

Parsley

Pear

Pebble

Pepper

Pine

Plum

Pollen

Pumpkin

Purple

Quick

Rain

Rainy

Rock

Rumble

Sage

Sandy

Sea

Shy

Silk

Slight

Snow

Sour

Speedy

Spider

Spring

Squall

Star

Storm

Stout

Strong

Sugar

Summer

Sun

Swift

Tangle

Thunder

Tiny

Toad

Tumble

Twisty

Water

Whiffle

Wild

Wind

Winter

Wrinkle

 Last

Beam

Bee

Bell

Berry

Breath

Breeze

Bug

Button

Buzz

Chill

Chime

Cliff

Cloud

Clove

Crash

Curl

Dale

Dance

Dash

Dew

Din

Drop

Dust

Ear

Elbow

Eye

Feather

Field

Fig

Flame

Flap

Flash

Fleck

Flight

Flip

Flipper

Fly

Fog

Foot

Forest

Freeze

Fruit

Garden

Gem

Glade

Glimmer

Glow

Gourd

Grace

Griddlee

Gust

Heart

Hill

Hop

Horn

Hush

Jewel

Knee

Lake

Light

Lock

Loop

Lull

Meadow

Mello

Mint

Mist

Moon

Muddle

Muse

Newt

Noise

Nose

Peal

Pebble

Petal

Pin

Plume

Pond

Pool

Ray

Ripple

River

Roar

Root

Row

Ruckus

Rumble

Sand

Shadow

Sky

Smash

Song

Spark

Sparkle

Sparrow

Speck

Spirit

Splash

Spring

Sprite

Sprout

Stem

Stone

Storm

Stream

Stripe

Swamp

Swirls

Thistle

Thorn

Toad

Tree

Twill

Twist

Vale

Valley

Vine

Weather

Web

Whirl

Whisk

Whisper

Willow

Wind

Wing

Wings

Wink

Wish

[gwydionmisha]

Ode To Salvador Dali -  Federico García Lorca

A rose in the high garden you desire. A wheel in the pure syntax of steel. The mountain stripped bare of Impressionist fog, The grays watching over the last balustrades. The modern painters in their white ateliers clip the square root's sterilized flower. In the waters of the Seine a marble iceberg chills the windows and scatters the ivy. Man treads firmly on the cobbled streets. Crystals hide from the magic of reflections. The Government has closed the perfume stores. The machine perpetuates its binary beat. An absence of forests and screens and brows roams across the roofs of the old houses. The air polishes its prism on the sea and the horizon rises like a great aqueduct. Soldiers who know no wine and no penumbra behead the sirens on the seas of lead. Night, black statue of prudence, holds the moon's round mirror in her hand. A desire for forms and limits overwhelms us. Here comes the man who sees with a yellow ruler. Venus is a white still life and the butterfly collectors run away. * Cadaqués, at the fulcrum of water and hill, lifts flights of stairs and hides seashells. Wooden flutes pacify the air. An ancient woodland god gives the children fruit. Her fishermen sleep dreamless on the sand. On the high sea a rose is their compass. The horizon, virgin of wounded handkerchiefs, links the great crystals of fish and moon. A hard diadem of white brigantines encircles bitter foreheads and hair of sand. The sirens convince, but they don't beguile, and they come if we show a glass of fresh water. * Oh Salvador Dali, of the olive-colored voice! I do not praise your halting adolescent brush or your pigments that flirt with the pigment of your times, but I laud your longing for eternity with limits. Sanitary soul, you live upon new marble. You run from the dark jungle of improbable forms. Your fancy reaches only as far as your hands, and you enjoy the sonnet of the sea in your window. The world is dull penumbra and disorder in the foreground where man is found. But now the stars, concealing landscapes, reveal the perfect schema of their courses. The current of time pools and gains order in the numbered forms of century after century. And conquered Death takes refuge trembling in the tight circle of the present instant. When you take up your palette, a bullet hole in its wing, you call on the light that brings the olive tree to life. The broad light of Minerva, builder of scaffolds, where there is no room for dream or its hazy flower. You call on the old light that stays on the brow, not descending to the mouth or the heart of man. A light feared by the loving vines of Bacchus and the chaotic force of curving water. You do well when you post warning flags along the dark limit that shines in the night. As a painter, you refuse to have your forms softened by the shifting cotton of an unexpected cloud. The fish in the fishbowl and the bird in the cage. You refuse to invent them in the sea or the air. You stylize or copy once you have seen their small, agile bodies with your honest eyes. You love a matter definite and exact, where the toadstool cannot pitch its camp. You love the architecture that builds on the absent and admit the flag simply as a joke. The steel compass tells its short, elastic verse. Unknown clouds rise to deny the sphere exists. The straight line tells of its upward struggle and the learned crystals sing their geometries. * But also the rose of the garden where you live. Always the rose, always, our north and south! Calm and ingathered like an eyeless statue, not knowing the buried struggle it provokes. Pure rose, clean of artifice and rough sketches, opening for us the slender wings of the smile. (Pinned butterfly that ponders its flight.) Rose of balance, with no self-inflicted pains. Always the rose! * Oh Salvador Dali, of the olive-colored voice! I speak of what your person and your paintings tell me. I do not praise your halting adolescent brush, but I sing the steady aim of your arrows. I sing your fair struggle of Catalan lights, your love of what might be made clear. I sing your astronomical and tender heart, a never-wounded deck of French cards. I sing your restless longing for the statue, your fear of the feelings that await you in the street. I sing the small sea siren who sings to you, riding her bicycle of corals and conches. But above all I sing a common thought that joins us in the dark and golden hours. The light that blinds our eyes is not art. Rather it is love, friendship, crossed swords. Not the picture you patiently trace, but the breast of Theresa, she of sleepless skin, the tight-wound curls of Mathilde the ungrateful, our friendship, painted bright as a game board. May fingerprints of blood on gold streak the heart of eternal Catalunya. May stars like falconless fists shine on you, while your painting and your life break into flower. Don't watch the water clock with its membraned wings or the hard scythe of the allegory. Always in the air, dress and undress your brush before the sea peopled with sailors and ships.                        

[dirtgnome]

gnoming around a bit today... running over hills, taking naps under toadstools, you know how it is.

[flutefemme]

Congratulations for all your milestones!! That’s awesome :)

Here’s a little something: BOTW Zelda discovering the silent princess flowers by the fairy fountain :) (maybe a special someone brings her there deliberately 👀)

@silentprincess17 , I give you both a drawing AND a little story to go with it, since this prompt was so wonderful!😄

The Silent Princess

In the days following Ganon's defeat, Zelda was exhausted. She slept nearly half the day every day for the first week, and didn’t do much more than read or sit by the pond at the Hateno house, writing in her journal while she was awake. Link had bought the journal for her, thinking that it would be good for her to write her thoughts and feelings down on paper to help her begin to process what she had been through. 

As she wrote down a particularly troubling memory, she felt someone gently sit down next to her in the grass. Looking over, a familiar pair of azure blue eyes greeted bright green, along with a mop of messy blond hair and a lopsided smile.

“Hello, Princess.”

“Hello, Link. I’m glad you’re here.” She smiled back, breathing in deeply through her nose and looking back down at her journal.

“I have a question for you,” Link nervously picked at the grass as he leaned back on his arms and looked wistfully over the pond. He was, for the first time, without his sword on his back. Dressed in his usual comfortable Hylian trousers and boots, he had swapped out his champion’s tunic with a much simpler, airy light green tunic with laces up the arms.

“Then by all means, hero, please ask it!” Zelda turned to face him, her smile still lighting up her face. Link looked at her for a moment and lost his train of thought. After a few moments, Zelda tilted her head slightly.

“Link?”

He blinked a few times, clearing his throat. “Sorry! I forgot what I was going to say for a second,” he chuckled nervously as he scratched the back of his head. “So, it’s been a week, and you’ve had a good amount of rest. I think it’s important that we start venturing out a bit. I think it would be good for you to see Impa and…there’s something else I wanted to show you that I think you would like?” He phrased his suggestions as questions, still slightly unsure of his actual role with the Princess now that they were together in person.

“Oh! I think it would do my heart wonders to see Impa again. And I’m sure that you have encountered many things on your travels that are worth sharing. I think that’s a wonderful idea! Let me change into something more suitable for traveling. I can be ready in, say, thirty minutes?” She stood up, her knight following her lead and nodding with a smile.

—----------------------------

“Ohhh! I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that feeling in my stomach,” Zelda whimpered as she faltered on the pedestal. Link had his arm wrapped around her middle to steady her, and gently put a hand on her arm.

“I know, it’s a weird feeling. You will get used to it, though, I promise. So…before we go see Impa, there’s something I wanted you to see.” His eyes twinkled. 

“Then lead the way! I can’t imagine what you are going to show me!” she looked down as Link offered his hand. With a slight blush, she gingerly put her hand in his, and he gave it a gentle squeeze as he tugged her toward  the path.

“C’mon. This way!” He led her up a little hill and into a grove of trees. Zelda's eyes grew wide as she saw the enormous pink petals of the fairy fountain and the ethereal shimmer of the air just above it.

"Is this–"

"A Great Fairy Fountain? Yes. But that's not what I brought you here to see. Come back around here." He led her to the side of the fountain, motioning Zelda to sit on a turquoise toadstool nearby. 

"Close your eyes," Link instructed with a slight grin.

"Close my eyes? Why?" The Princess looked at him dubiously, a slight frown on her face.

Link sighed. "Just close your eyes, princess. Trust me."

"Okay. I trust you with my life, hero. I await your surprise." She closed her eyes, her hands twisting apprehensively in her lap. She heard a rustling of grass and his movement in front of her as she sensed him crouching down. 

"Keep them closed until I say!" The excitement in Link's voice was obvious. She let him continue, her eyes still closed. "So I remember the day you told me about the Silent Princess flower." There was a pause as Link gathered his thoughts before continuing on. "I remember you talking about how it only thrives out in the wild, and it reminded me of you," he said shyly, his ears turning pink.

"Of me?" Zelda's voice was soft as she raised her eyebrows with her eyes closed. "How do they remind you of me?"

Still crouching beside her, Link looked up at her. She was lovely. More lovely than he could remember from his fractured memories. The crippling anxiety had left her and in its place was a glowing curiosity and a confidence that illuminated her countenance. Her hair shimmered in the afternoon sun that was shining through the canopy of green, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly against her pretty, pink cheeks. He felt his chest warm as he thought about what a life with her might look like.

"Link?" She tilted her head. "You're still there, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm here. They remind me of you because you were always most at home when you weren't at the castle--when you were on an expedition or an outdoor excursion. You were also very…dependent on your father's approval and were stifled by the expectation of the power manifesting itself in you. Much like the flower that withered in an enclosed, controlled environment." Link shifted his weight as he leaned over toward her, tenderly taking her hand and opening it with his fingers.

"Oh," Zelda's voice was almost a whisper as she felt the gentle, calloused fingers of her traveling companion press against her own and place something into her palm and press her fingers back into a grasp.

"And for the past week…" Link cleared his throat nervously, "I've watched you slowly grow and begin to thrive in a new environment. And I know that soon you will be ready to be the leader your people will need. And you will find the strength within you to grow in a place that is challenging. That has…many expectations. So…" Link paused. "Open your eyes."

Zelda slowly opened her eyes and looked at the object in her grasp. They widened as she saw the beautiful Silent Princess flower, plucked from its natural habitat and delicately brushing its petals against her hand.

"Link! How did you–"

"They grow around the Fairy Fountains. I think you should try to grow them domestically again. I have a feeling that the Princess will surprise both of us with just how strong and resilient she is," he responded with a shy smile.

Holding the flower, her gaze shifted from her hands over to Link, her lips curling up into a knowing grin.

"Are you talking about me, or the flower?" She said with her eyebrows raised.

"Yes," he replied with a soft smile.

[justanothercommonface]

Under the Tree

Geno x Reader

Your POV:

It was evening in the Mushroom Kingdom. I was making my way to a big tree on top of a hill. I brought some things with me such as my telescope, a pillow, and some books to read. Tonight, I'm going to go stargazing.

I made it to the top of the hill. I set up my telescope, placed my books aside on the grassy floor, and sat on top of my pillow. I sat there waiting for evening to cycle back to night once more.

2 hours passed and I was still sitting quietly, patiently under the big tree. I was watching the Toads do their usual routines. Watching the adults talk, and watching the children play until night falls, until it's time to say goodnight.

A soft wind hit my figure. Both my (H/L) (H/T) hair and my (F/C) dress danced with the wind. I took a deep breath and let it out. I closed my eyes, relaxing my body at the moment.

While waiting, I heard 2 grassy footsteps coming in my direction. I heard one of them quickly coming behind the big tree. I didn't bother opening my eyes or looking at where the noises were heard to know how the 2 figures were.

"Greetings ♡♪!?." I said.

"Hello to you too, (Y/N)." He said gently.

"Greetings Mallow."

"WOAH! How did you know it was me..." He said revealing himself.

I didn't say anything since he already knows the answer. I open my eye and looked up at the sky. The clouds were moving west to the sunset, and stars were now starting to be visible to see.

Mallow then moved to where I was and sat next to me looking exhausted. Then Geno did the same as Mallow did, except that he wasn't exhausted. He then looks up at the sky, seeing some of the visible stars above.

"What are you doing here?" He said.

"I could ask you the same thing."

"Your guardian, Queen Toadstool was worried sick, and since we came here to visit, she favored us to accompany you for a while."

"Hmm..."

"So are you going to tell me what are you doing here at this time?"

"You already know that answer."

"Stargazing, huh?"

We all sat under the tree quietly until night came. Nighttime came, and all of the Toads were saying their goodbyes and goodnights. The lights of their homes flickered off, and it was time to sleep. Waiting for a new day called 'tomorrow'.

Mallow was already passed out asleep, while me and ♡♪!? were fully awake admiring the stars above. The stars glistened ever so slightly with every soft twinkle, many shooting stars soaring gracefully across the wide horizon, and beautiful vibrant blue filled some parts of the sky. It was... astonishing.

"They're breathtaking, aren't they (Y/N)?" He said looking in my direction.

"Indeed..."

"Every shooting star that passes by can carry a wish, and once someone makes a wish the shooting star will twinkle brightly. You should wish for something (Y/N)!"

"I don't believe in wishes."

That comment made him flinch a little. I didn't need to see his wooden puppet frame to know what his expression was now. I stood silent, still looking up above. He just looked at me in disbelief, but he knew what I was going to say next if he said 'why'. So he took his gaze off me and looked back at the sky sadly.

It was midnight now, and more stars started to show. The sky was more blue and brighter than before. It was...magnificent.

The wind started to blow a little harder, which caused Mallow to shiver a lot. I sighed, and put my warm hand on top of his head. A few seconds later he stopped shivering and slept soundly under the warmth of my hand.

"It's late. We should head back to the castle so you can finally rest."

"♡♪!? look above. There are more shooting stars than you could ever imagine."

He looked up and saw that I was indeed correct. There were a lot of shooting stars passing by with every passing minute. All of them shone intensely while whizzing through the infinite sky of the unknown.

"I wish to stay here."

♡♪!? looked at me surprised, and then looked back to the sky. He sees one of the shooting stars passing by twinkle brightly and then vanishes. He looked at me again, and a soft smile was now formed on his puppet frame.

"As you wish Princess (Y/N)."

"Please, no formalities."

"*chuckle*"

"...Do you have a wish."

"Indeed I do (Y/N). I wish to continue my job of making wishes come true. I want to see the smiles on everyone's faces knowing that their wish is in good hands, and to continue being the warrior I am now and throughout...that is my wish."

"Sounds credible."

"*chuckle* Of course, because I already do what I do (Y/N)." He said softly.

I nodded in response. I removed my hand away from Mallow's head. I grabbed my telescope and put it near one of my eyes. I looked up to see further into the cosmos. ♡♪!? was now laying down on the grassy floor, while borrowing one of my books to read. Mallow still sleeping, and snoring a little.

An hour passed, and I was getting sleepier with every passing minute. I put down my telescope and rubbed my eyes while yawning. I needed some sleep. So I closed my eyes and slept still sitting on my pillow.

♡♪!? POV:

I looked up at the young princess, and I quickly noticed that she was fast asleep. I got up so I could gently lay the young princess's head on my shoulder. I then proceed to cover her small body up with my cape.

The young princess slept soundly on my shoulder. She looked so peaceful in her sleep that I couldn't help but stare at her sleeping. I blushed a little and looked away looking up at the starry night sky once more.

"I have many wishes that I carry alongside me, but there is one wish that I will forever cherish to the very end.”

I without looking, took (Y/N)'s hand and held it close to my wooden chest. Feeling the warmth of her hand soothed me in some way. I never knew what this feeling was when I met her for the first time, but I'm willing to let the stars and time say for themselves.

"I wish for the both of us to be together forever. Friends forever..., and even though this might change in the future, I would like it to stay that way. I want to cherish every moment we have together, and never let go. That is my wish..." I said squeezing her small hand gently.

There was a shooting star soaring through the sky that twinkled brightly, and then no more shooting stars were seen. There was just the star illuminating the night sky. I smiled knowing that my wish was in good hands now. I decided to rest for a while so I closed my eyes, and started to dream once again.

"Goodnight, (Y/N)..."

"Goodnight to you as well, ♡♪!?."

[thelemonzone42]

Evie Scruffypup

Jess and Lily were both at the Helping Paws Wildlife Hospital feeding nuts to a shy squirrel.. Not wanting to bother them, they left the nuts by a pile of fallen leaves if he’s hungry. Then they wished that Goldie could be there. Just like that, Goldie appeared and took them to their secret hideout in The Friendship Forest. 

When they got there, Goldie told them that it’s Blossom Day, a holiday in The Friendship Forest where everything blossoms. Everywhere it smelled like plums, honey and jasmine all together. Soon it’ll be time for the Blossom Drop Hunt, an event where The Nibble Squeaks go around Petal Hill, the place where they hold Blossom Day every year, and hide honeysuckle petal pet treats all around the place. Along the way they meet collie sisters, ‘Hattie’ and ‘Evie’ who were excited to find the Blossom Drops. Eager to get to know them better, they agreed to bring the two collie sisters along.

As they were searching the place, they found a few in a treehouse. Just then, they heard loud noises coming from outside. 

Outside, they saw the Scruffypup home turning into a wreck and Grizelda casted a spell that whoever touch’s Masha the Rat’s mess will behave like one. Evie touched it and behaved like one. Jess and Lily had to change her back to normal fast. Evie’s older sister, ‘Hattie’ explained that Evie loves to treat Blossom Treat and they have to get more honeysuckle blossom petals fast. LUckily, Olivia knew where the trees were. Thanks to a little breeze, they caught at least twenty petals, just enough to make the blossom drops. Olivia promised to get started on the Blossom Drops right away.

At the Scruffypup Residents, Hattie explained that she loves to collect things, including jewels. After searching her room for the jewels, Hattie suggested that her jewel collection should be at Toadstool Glade, where they have jewels on the ceiling.

Along the way, they run into their friend ,’Ellie Featherbill’. Ellie explained that she was getting blackberries for her mom’s pie when she saw a mess. Goldie gave Ellie some raspberries as a blackberry substitute. It may not be the right ones, but they’ll do for the pie.

Behind them, Evie and Masha snuck up and pelted them with blackberries. Jess, Lily, Goldie, and Ellie rushed off to Toadstool Glade and they saw numerous jewels above. Thinking back, they remembered from Hattie that Evie kept her jewels in a basket. After they found it, they found round and square jewels and a special heart-shaped jewel. They decided to bring it along for precautions. 

Outside, they found a trail of golden leaves to Willowtree River, where a numerous pile is at, including a leaf wreath, but they need to know who it’s for. After running from an ambush by Evie and Masha, they come across The Blue Flash Family, which is a flock of blue jays, and Evie’s kingfisher friend, ‘Bethany’ who knew Evie’s secret at Petal Dell, which is near Petal Hill. Along the way, they met up with Nibble Squeaks and gave them the honeysuckle petals. 

At Petal Dell, they saw that Evie is going to throw a surprise party for her older sister, ‘Hattie’. Every year, her birthday gets overshadowed by Blossom Day. Evie figured it out quickly by the tired patrons and the frequent sad look on her older sister’s face. So she and Bethany decided to throw a surprise party for her. Once Masha and Evie came, they said Evie’s favorite things and Evie turned back to normal. Masha rushed off to Grizelda and they left. 

Everyone arrived for Hattie’s surprise birthday party, including The Nibble Squeaks with freshly made Blossom Drops, cheesy twists, fruit pies, honey biscuits, raspberry cream sponge cake, lemon roll cake and a birthday cake with nectar frosting. For entertainment, an owl played in his one man band. Jess and Lily gave Hattie the leaf wreath Evie made for her and she loved it

After the party it was time to go home. When they got there, they saw the squirrel they encountered earlier placing his nuts in Jess’s father’s shoes and they laughed.

The End.

[nayaninarayana-mga2023mi5014]

The Home : Research

In folklore and mythology, gnomes are often associated with living underground, particularly in natural settings such as forests, hills, or meadows. The specific locations where gnomes are believed to dwell can vary depending on cultural traditions and regional folklore.

They are not just found to be living in gardens, for example they like to live in burrows as they are shy creatures and enjoy spending time on their own or with their own kind.

Other places that they can be found in are meadows and woodlands amongst the hills and rocks. They also make homes amongst the trees where you can often see small doors that they use to get in and out. Trees are good for gnomes as they are suitable for storing things that they need such a potatoes, berries, grains and beans that they use for dinner. these things are particularly useful during winter when it is more difficult to go outside due to the harsh temperatures and climate.

Gnomes primarily lived in wooded, hilly landscapes, most often underground. They typically built earthen homes with cellars and escape tunnels. Above-ground structures were often round and made of stone and thatch. Generally speaking, though, gnomes enjoyed the fresh air a good deal more than other subterranean races such as dwarves or drow and rarely burrowed very deep, spending a great deal of time on the surface. Gnomish homes or communities were generally well-hidden, making it difficult for unwelcome visitors to find them. Within, gnomish houses were warm and comfortable, akin to the burrows of small mammals.

In some cultures these little people live almost domestic lives alongside us humans,  while in others they live  in the countryside or in the mountains and forests or even in toadstools…. BUT its rare these days to see any reference to where gnomes were first thought to live – which is underground.

[mandyjane-lifedesign]

CHRISTMAS GIFT IDEAS: Give your loved one fine art for Christmas – that’s fun, useable and sensibly-priced

Wondering what to get that special someone for Christmas? Want to get them something different, aesthetically pleasing but still affordable? Driftwood Designs has the gift you’re looking for. Driftwood Designs beautifully incorporates the work of Welsh artist and illustrator Lizzie Spikes. Her passion is creating colourful illustrations that can be translated to homewares, cards, prints and so much more. This means her art can be incorporated into people’s everyday lives in the form of practical objects such as oven gloves, lamp shades, coasters, aprons and even clocks. Lizzie and her business partner Becky Barratt are both native to Wales and their love of home and the Welsh coastline and countryside is evident in many of the designs. Driftwood Designs has grown from a home-based business to three shops across Wales, that are as popular with locals as they are with tourists. Driftwood Designs also has an online shop, which is packed to the rafters with gift ideas. In case you are wondering where to begin, we’ve pulled out a few stars of the show to get you started: MUSHROOMS TIN SIGN   You can purchase Lizzie’s art on various materials from posters to framed prints, canvas to – this little gem - the tin sign. Reminiscent of days long gone, tin signs are trending again and every home should have one. The mushrooms tin sign from Driftwood Designs has illustrations of 27 different types of mushroom, toadstool and fungi with an identification list at the bottom. Perfect for your loved one’s kitchen wall if they like to cook, or even forage for, mushrooms. And if fauna is more their bag than flora, the sheep tin sign is another similarly fun design. Measures 203 x 151mm RRP: £10.00 Website: https://driftwooddesigns.co.uk/shop/products/mushrooms-small-tin-sign/   WOODLAND OVEN GLOVES   The Driftwood range of oven gloves features some quirky designs, including illustrations of well-known Welsh seaside towns and beautiful countryside designs. For something really special and unique, the Woodland Oven Gloves are a great gift for your favourite cook. The vibrant colours and gorgeous design are bound to be a conversation starter for any nature lover. RRP: £25.00 Website: https://driftwooddesigns.co.uk/shop/products/woodland-oven-gloves/       DAFFODIL BAG     Think Wales, think daffodils and this beautiful design will appeal to lovers of that beautiful country and those who are still to visit. With the vibrant flowers catching the eye in the foreground and the rolling hills in the background, this idyllic rural scene will look great over the shoulder of your friend or relative as they go about their day-to-day lives. These are part of a matching range, including tea-towels, mugs, aprons and even a lampshade, meaning you can help them build their collection at each special occasion. RRP: £15.00 Website: https://driftwooddesigns.co.uk/product-category/all-homewares/bags-all-homewares/   SUNSET AND STARLINGS LAMPSHADE     For a more extravagant gift, the Driftwoods Design lightshades offer another unique treat that would look fabulous in any room and definitely stand out from the crowd. In particular, Lizzie’s lovely Sunset and Starlings design has been printed onto fabric, so the lampshade can be hand-finished to order in the Driftwood Designs workshop. The vibrant autumnal colours are eye catching and soothing and your favourite home-body will love it! RRP: £62.00 Website: https://driftwooddesigns.co.uk/shop/products/sunset-and-starlings-lampshade/   CARDS AND STOCKING FILLERS   With such fabulous designs at accessible prices, you may want to stock up on the some of the gorgeous Christmas cards available too. With illustrations ranging from traditional Welsh, idyllic snowscapes, cutesy villages, seasonal seafronts and good old fashioned traditional Christmas scenes, your recipient will put your card in pride of place, knowing it’s a cut above the rest. And with Driftwood Designs being so sensibly priced means you can stock up on some fabulous stocking fillers or even your secret Santa surprise. For under £5 you can get magnets, badges, notebooks, coasters, car stickers, badges and keyrings. And while they are low on price they are high on style, showcasing Lizzie’s signature panache. Image:  Calon Coasters.png     Photo by freestocks on Unsplash featured image. Read the full article