#window box plant

[kniterly]

DC Metro Exterior Brick Image of a medium-sized, elegant white, one-story brick home with a shingle roof

[jillraggett]

Plant of the Day

Wednesday 1 January 2025

Happy New Year!

Not all window boxes need flowers, here the home owner had used a great selection of Heuchera cultivars (coral bells) to provide winter interest. The neat, low mounds of foliage come in a wide range of bold colours. These herbaceous plants thrive in partial shade in moist but well drained growing media or soil.

Jill Raggett

[toyastales]

Brick Contemporary Architecture

[daintyus]

[life-spire]

[thoughtartistry]

[ramblingoak]

mountain’s house in lucifer’s hollow!!! your tag!! ugh when can i move in

YES. I gasped when I saw that post! It’s perfect 😭

Mountain’s House

[elibeeline]

OH OH OH did i tell yall about my new cacti?? i added them to my wide pot with my aloe and eeeeeeeeee it looks so much better now!!!!

[gonnahaveabigtalklater]

I could fix the Anatomy house, btw

[poprockspillage]

little pastel sketch of a place i dreamed last night

[Image description: a drawing of a large empty room with a shiny floor. the wall and ceiling are entirely curved window panes. there is a plant box in the foreground covering the bottom left part of the scene. End ID.]

[secondsofpleasure]

curb appeal / 9.2023

[plantinabelcher]

(By Sora Photography)

[opisasodomite]

Plants are thriving in this heat!!!

[tonytomeo]

The Hedge on the Ledge - Update

The Hedge on the Ledge continues to develop. Nothing has been added or subtracted from it since its previous update late last July. The vegetation has only grown and been moved about a bit. Perhaps that is an understatement. It has grown more substantially than it should have been allowed to within a situation that it should not actually be in. The only other change is that the pair of parakeet…

[teddy-bear-naps-and-random-snaps]

[loveanddeepdick]

cw: stalking, obsession, borderline insane geto, piv sex, sneaky photos, everything is consensual (kinda)

obsessed!geto who gifts you a small golden heart locket for your one year anniversary. he took you out on a date to your favorite restaurant, setting the mood as best as he possibly could before he took out the small velvet box from his pocket.

“sugu—! is this..?”, your mouth fell agape before he chuckled lowly, shaking his head and grabbing your hand.

“no, no, sweetheart, it’s a necklace,” he opened the box, “and when you open it.. it’s the color of our eyes together”.

your hands flew to your mouth, covering your little squeal before he closed the box again.

obsessed!geto who puts it on when you both get home, standing behind you in front of the mirror as he runs his hands over your shoulders. he leans in, softly planting a kiss on the top of your head before wrapping his arms around your waist.

“you look beautiful”

it wasn’t a lie. to him, you were the epitome of perfection, the way the little gold heart rested on your collarbone, it complimented your eyes in the best way possible. but if he was honest, he didn’t get the locket just for looks, no. it was to make his job easier.

obsessed!geto who was infatuated with you the moment he laid his eyes on you, following you from a distance everywhere you went. your schedule had been burned into his brain like a tattoo, even the small changes going unnoticed from him.

the route you took home, the shortcut you took when your feet hurt, who you hung out with, when your parents visited, he even knew if you window was locked from how it looked from the outside.

he studied the type of guys you liked, breaking into a grin when he realized he was the perfect one for you already, like the red string of fate already tied you two together.

he started his photo collection from the moment you had your first conversation together. he’d run into you at a cafe you visited frequently. you had mistaken him as your friend, talking to him while his back was turned. when he did face you, you turned 10 shades darker, the cup you were sipping from now on the table as your hands came up to your face to hide your embarrassment as you profusely apologized.

he already knew who you were, he’s seen you hang out with satoru and you had other mutual friends. smiling, he reassured that it was just an honest mistake. he’d been fixated on your outfit. noticing that you’d been wearing a shirt of the same band on his shirt. as you left, excusing yourself politely as you grabbed your coffee off the counter again.

picking up his cup, he noticed something off. you left with up his drink instead. pulling out his phone, he took a picture of your drink order. he contained his grin as best as he could when he noticed whatever you had on your lips had left a residue on the cup, bringing it up to his lips as he cherished the remnants of you. he decided on the spot that he had to have more.

obsessed!geto who did have your location after a couple months of dating but he wanted something more. what if you lost your phone? what if it died? he wanted to track you in the most humane way possible, of course. knowing you, you’d never take off a gift from him.

obsessed!geto who watches you move with the necklace from his phone, smiling as he realized the clock hit 12:00pm and you started your lunch break, watching as you walked out the building to him already waiting in his car. he’s a gentleman of course, getting out to open the door for you as you climbed into the passenger seat

“hey beautiful, how about we hit that new ramen place for lunch, yeah?”

“ooh! sounds good! hm.. you get spicy and i get savory so we can balance!”, you smiled warmly, buckling yourself in.

geto could only chuckle, nodding as he rested his hands onto the wheel.

my perfect girl

obsessed!geto who goes crazy when he sees the necklace bounce with your tits when he fucks you. his favorite position switching from prone bone to missionary since he gets the best view of the necklace bouncing in the valley of your pretty tits.

he reaches out, one hand on your hip and one caressing your chest, his hands running over your mounds and your collarbone all the way to the necklace as he marvels in the sight. he leans in closer, trapping you under his arms as his cock reaches deeper inside you.

“my pretty girl, fuck, you look so good like this, can feel this messy fuckin pussy squeezing me so good”

“s-sugu! m’gonna cum!”, you hiccup as the sight of him caging you in his arms has your pussy gushing.

“cum for me, cum on my cock, beautiful—fuck, yeah just like that.. i can feel her so good, who does this fucking pussy belong to?”

“you, sugu, you! fuck—!”

“damn right, you belong to me”