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chjarudiluna · 9 months

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Harvest of the day! 08/02/2023

Zucchini, eggplants, tomato, beans and white onions. A lot of it has already been given away to friends. Food for all.

#homegrown food #permaculture #solarpunk #french gardener #2023 garden #vegetable garden #homestead

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the-re-farmer · 7 months

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Our 2023 garden: Thanksgiving harvest

The turkey is almost ready, so I thought I’d make a quick post. It’s not the only thing that’s quick today. From this morning’s harvest… … of orange and yellow carrots, turnips and radishes to… … a quick pickle! A few carrots, turnips, radishes, garlic, whole cloves and whole cardamom. I made this first thing, so it would have a few hours to pickle before being included in our dinner. I hope…

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#2023 garden #fermentation #fermented vegetables #food #harvest #Holidays #postaday #quick pickle #Thanksgiving #vegetables

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jproads · 7 months

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#2023 garden #wild flowers #goldenrod

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invoke-parlay · 8 months

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Yellow 🌞

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wholelottabotany · 1 year

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I feel ALIIIIIIVEEEEE

It’s almost the end of February, and in Colorado that means it’s just about time to start planting seedlings. Gosh. Dang. FINALLY.

I have been so excited for this moment that I have already bought seeds, planned out my new seedling trays, and drew out my patio garden. It's a small patio, so not entirely ideal for my obsession. But hey it's better than nothing.

🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱

Here's the seed haul (excluding some extras I need to pick up, like jalapenos and zucchini for my MIL):

Here's my barely legible plant and patio plan:

And here's my new cool seedling trays that I impulse bought:

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I want to get into soil blocking when I have the space, but in a tiny apartment it's just not feasible to create that much mess. And these trays are pretty heavy duty, with silicone bases to pop out the plants, so they're gonna last me a long time.

So that's the plan! I'm picking up some soil in a couple days and then my life will be overtaken. See you then!

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i-merani · 1 year

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#i got a bit sentimental scuse me #girls when #history #anthropology #garden of agony #2023 #art #humanity

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wrought-iron-sunflowers · 1 year

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3/23 we have some... variety

The thin shoots are most likely birdseed. Hmm. Wonder where that could've come from. .....🐁

On the other hand the two fleshy sprouts look like pumpkins...? Not sure how they got in there, unless the mouse dragged them in from outside. The dedication of this little guy....

Despite it all, the tomatoes are straightening up very nicely, hollyhocks too. Still no sign of the peppers. The temp read 72° though so hopefully that's enough of a push for them to pop up.

#seed starting #2023 garden

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mikelogan · 7 months

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TJ MIKELOGAN’S HALLOWEEN 2023 EVENT ↳ Day 18: Black cats

Kiki's Delivery Service (1989), The Fall of the House of Usher (2023), Scary Movie 2 (2001), Hocus Pocus (1993), Over the Garden Wall (2014)

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spooky-seth · 9 months

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The scenery in Over The Garden Wall is just ✨mesmerizing ✨

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marionette-j2x · 4 months

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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!! 🎄🎄🎄🎄

It's officially Dec. 25 here in PH 🥳🎄❤️

#toh #the owl house #toh hunter #toh willow #huntlow #hunter x willow #hunter noceda #hunter deamonne #willow park #wintery junk #toh winter #merry christmas #merry christmas 2023 #digi art #digital art #mj2x #my art #marionettej2x #toh golden garden

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zorosdimples · 7 months

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pairing ⛧ yandere!diavolo x f!reader x barbatos

warnings ⛧ minors: please do not interact! i will block you. this is a doozy… implied toxic relationships, inhuman anatomy, monsterfucking, breeding, knotting, cervix fucking, dubious consent, pregnancy mention, lots and lots of cum, passing out, neglect (kind of), bondage and restraints, implied nonconsensual acts at the end. reader has a vagina and is referred to as “my little human” and “little one.” please let me know if there is anything i missed!

word count ⛧ 1129

notes ⛧ this is the first installment of the garden of earthly delights! i apologize for the wait; i hope everyone enjoys <3

you have never looked more beautiful—more his—than in this moment, diavolo thinks. the demon prince has one massive hand encircling your ankles, pressing your knees flush to your chest. his other hand cradles the back of your head with adoration, forcing your teary gaze to remain on him, a clawed thumb hooked between your swollen lips. his amber irises are nearly subsumed by his pupils, jet as the moonless night.

black spots cloud your watery vision as you slobber all over the digit, broken whines the only sound to leave your lips; the golden tips of his horns flash in your periphery. you’re on the verge of losing consciousness.

diavolo has been breeding you for hours. his long, thick cock—gilt, ribbed, impossibly large, and complete with a knot—has already stuffed you so full of seed that your stomach is distended. the viscous liquid, a rich cream with an otherworldly sheen, spurts out of your abused cunt with each of his powerful thrusts. the rest of it tingles hotly in your core.

“you can take one more, can’t you, my little human?” diavolo coos, breath unnervingly steady given the force of his movements. he leans down to smear a gentle kiss against your damp hairline before dropping your head and sliding his hand down to rub your puffy clit, plenty slick with the fluids coating your flesh.

“c-can’t,” you whimper. your nerves are fried and the overstimulation has your head pounding and your legs shaking as diavolo’s cock batters your cervix. your hands scratch and scrape at his chest in an attempt to get him to slow, to stop—anything—but your nails do not even pierce the prince’s thick flesh. the demon chuckles at your pathetic protests and his pace quickens in response.

hasn’t he taught you that you are not as fragile as you think?

“you can,” diavolo asserts, pulling out entirely. his crimson strands hang past his forehead and obscure his eyes, the glistering gold almost menacing as he leans over you. he strokes himself lazily, grazing his flared knot with a shiver, ready for his high. ready to see your womb swell with his heir.

“and you will,” he punctuates by plunging his cock and knot inside you in one fluid motion, a guttural groan rumbling from his heaving chest. your mouth stretches to accommodate a scream that never passes your lips. your body is aflame, dripping with sweat; the room fades into nothingness as diavolo’s hot cum pumps into your pulsing cunt.

the room is dusky when you awaken. your lover is gone, his warmth and ever-present touch absent, stillness in his place. the slippery silk sheets cling to you and glide along your curves as you sit upright. you clutch your forehead and curse the dull thump in your skull, a wince breaking the quiet. you feel a trickle of sticky cum ooze from you to join the wet puddle you slept atop like an animal.

the demon prince’s little pet.

a rustling sound draws you from your thoughts. a looming figure swathed in shadow floats toward the bed; you squeak in fright as you yank the sheets up to your neck in an attempt to shield your nude form.

“there you are,” barbatos, who you can now see as he emerges from the darkness, says. “i apologize for disturbing you. i am here on behalf of the young master.”

you breathe a shaky sigh of relief—the demon butler is your only friend in the lonely castle. “you scared me, barbatos. where’s diavolo?”

barbatos turns on the bedside lamp, bathing the room in a faint glow. his eyes, emerald in the low light, shine eerily as his gaze meets yours. “the young master had to run to an impromptu meeting, but he did not wish to disturb your rest. thus, i am here to aid you in his stead.”

you furrow your brows. a meeting. you were once a member of the student council, privy to conferences and other social functions—until diavolo’s devotion to you got the better of him. (as a human, you are far safer being completely removed from lesser demons. and there is no one better to care for you than the prince of the devildom himself.)

you suppress your memories. “thank you. i can manage myself.”

instead of bowing and leaving, though, barbatos stands still. his forked tail sways at his feet and his skeletal horns gleam resolutely. after a few moments of deathly silence, you rephrase your dismissal: “i don’t need any help, barbatos. i appreciate you checking on me.”

the demon takes a step closer to the bed, his knees nearly knocking against the frame. “you do not seem to understand me,” barbatos muses, gloved hand delicately resting beneath his chin. if you were less disoriented, you would notice the hint of mirth in his tone. “lord diavolo ordered me to assist you, as he had to leave unexpectedly. i shall honor his wishes.”

the corners of the butler’s lips curl into a faint smirk, but no humor marks his visage. in fact, there seems to be a primal hunger lurking in the dark, verdant depths of barbatos’s irises. fear beams through your body. it starts in the pit of your stomach and spreads its icy tendrils out through your limbs, biting your fingertips. headache forgotten, you now feel faint; your heart skitters like scared prey. unconsciously, you pull the sheets around you tightly, temporarily shielding yourself from the humiliation that is sure to come.

“there is nothing to fear, little one,” barbatos soothes, smoothing a hand over your hair, matted with sweat and his master’s cum. the act is more patronizing than it is comforting.

the demon snaps his fingers and the sheets wrapped around you disappear. you scramble to cover yourself with your hands, but barbatos is infinitely stronger and faster than you are. his forked tail—cold and wet—coils around your ankles and pulls you to the edge of the bed. another snap of his fingers, and your body is bound with invisible restraints. your arms are stretched above your head, almost painfully so. your legs are spread wide and bent at the knee; no matter how hard you try, you can’t move. there’s even a gag in your mouth to muffle your cries and force you to suck oxygen through your nose.

crouching between your open legs, the butler tsks. “oh my, what a mess.” his tail slithers up your leg and settles atop your womb. the slightest pressure from the appendage causes a stream of diavolo’s cum to rush out of your bruised hole. the demon’s snakelike tongue darts out and tastes the semen that is now pooled beneath your ass.

bartabos’s eyes meet yours and he smiles something wicked. “let’s get you cleaned up—shall we?”

#the banner is a detail from hieronymus bosch’s triptych ‘the garden of earthly delights’#dividers are my own!#the garden of earthly delights #kinktober 2023 #obey me smut #barbatos smut #diavolo smut #barbatos x reader #diavolo x reader #obey me x reader #tw dark content #tw dubcon #tw noncon #tw yandere #tw knotting #tw monsterfucking #༄ kae writes

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the-re-farmer · 11 months

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Our 2023 garden: transplanting eggplants, onions and tomatoes

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#2023 garden #growing food #Little Finger eggplant #Red of Florence onions #self sufficiency #Spoon tomatoes #transplanting #vegetable gardening

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rezal-art · 5 months

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Fanart Advent Calendar: Day 10

For Petrichor & Parchment, by @katnoggin. A very sweet, lovely story about Aziraphale moving to the countryside and meeting a handsome gardener.

This piece is part of a personal challenge: an advent calendar that will feature one fanart a day for some of my favorite fics, from the 1st of December to the 24th. Once again, the week-end allowed me to spend a little bit more time for this cute illustration. Happy Sunday!

#good omens fanart #aziraphale #anthony j crowley #gardener crowley #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #good omens human au #my art #rezal advent calendar 2023

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sweetjijisama · 6 months

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