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#a goth gardener if you will
lale-txt · 29 days
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My beloved GILF Goddess! I'm so excited about these mash-ups!! Can I request a bookshop (or book club) AU with a big damn kiss starring our resident goth gardner daddy Mihawk shipped with a reader? Thank you so much and big hugs!!
that's meee (/▽\*)。o○♡ it's nice that you still call me this even thouh i'm suffering the horrible twink curse atm LOL. thank you my sweet for sending something in, this was fun!
➳ Bookshop/Book Club AU + The Big Damn Kiss
You could listen to him for hours, watch how his mouth moved when he rambled about the latest book you read, a glass of red wine swirling in one hand while the other flipped through the book in his lap–always dog-eared, various bookmarks (receipts from the bookshop and the farmer’s market mostly) between his favorite pages, occasionally some thoughts scribbled in elegant handwriting on the side. Yeah, it was a book club that you’re holding in your shop once a week, but honestly you were more occupied with pining on the most handsome man you’ve ever laid your eyes on than whatever plot was happening on the pages. When you first met him, he didn’t strike you as an enjoyer of romance novels, but the way he got worked up over them was something else (and you couldn’t help but think that he also looked like straight from the cover of one). Still–talking with him was easy, and even though you lost your trail of thought every so often when he gazed deep in your eyes while you spoke, Mihawk always looked enamored with you and your thoughts on the books you read. Your energies bounced off each other in perfect harmony and week for week you’re falling a little harder for each other. It only takes you two a little more than a year of mutual pining for him to stay back once the book club ended for the night, lingering between the shelves, pondering and second-guessing if he really should take this step… but then you appear in his field of vision and all jittery feelings and doubts get washed away in an instant. He swoops you quite literally off your feet and the kiss that follows was one they write whole books about; sensual and passionate, like a thousand suns setting something ablaze within you, with a tenderness like you’ve never felt before. 
❦ fanfiction trope mash-up ask game!
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lordansketil · 3 months
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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers!
1) swimming: nothing like swimming, especially in the sea, floating in the water, playing in the surf, it's everything to me. we came from the ocean. the taste of salt. how it carries you, buoys you up, like an act of love
2) colour: art, the sky, flowers, beautiful fabrics, fashion, gorgeous colours, colours are life! take me to all the galleries and museums. i'll wear a rose silk dress and fall in love.
3) poetry and poetic prose; cannot be happy without writing, also good non-fiction... the only people who complain about there being no original plots are people who only read fiction, non-fiction will surprise you every day. give give give.
4) gardening (see number 2); HERBS!! Basil, rosemary, parsley, thyme, sage, coriander! I can just grow them, and they make everything taste amazing? My own little chillis! And also lavender and roses and freesias? I cut them and I bring them inside and then my house smells amazing? DID I MENTION MY LEMON TREE?? owning a lemon tree is a life-changing experience, especially if you like gin.
5) cooking food, sharing it with friends, using things from my garden (see number 4), so relaxing when there's no deadline, just chilling, making a sauce, throwing stuff in, i'm not an amazing cook but mmmmm I had gnocchi in lemon butter with herbs and fresh green beans yesterday with this super dry white and my friends it was blissssss
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sundercr · 1 year
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sure we've got goth ihop, femboy hooters, tomboy outback etc but have we considered
Y'allive Garden
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rosenfey · 1 year
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in honor of them being my main hyperfixation lately, have some eldening scrolls girlies! [x]
🌿🌷 avelieth /archmage + last dragonborn • 🎀🦇 aine /vampire necromancer 🍂🍄 luna /telvanni witch • ☀️💡 ynegven /dwemer mage
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hyenagurl · 1 year
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female fronted goth rock bands >>>>>>
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evvygrimm · 2 years
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𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚𝑠... 🥀
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lo-carb · 6 months
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Goth bell peppers acquired
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olitheox · 9 months
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So I got a new pair of pants, and decided to make an outfit out of it, idk feeling kinda euphoric I suppose.
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tenderanarchist · 10 months
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Decaying daylily petals release pigmented liquid, creating a surprisingly gory effect of “bleeding” flowers
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rubenesque-as-fuck · 1 year
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Updated my little windowsill herb garden by adding some sage, regular basil, and PURPLE basil 😍💜
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notasapleasure · 2 years
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“I was like, fuck it, I don’t care if this doesn’t sound like the most hip record in the world,” Hayes says unblinkingly. “I don’t care if radio isn’t going to play me. I’m going to release a seven-minute single, I don’t give a shit.”
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gothmacbookpro · 1 year
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Illogical people stress me tf out. I wish i could take every single person I've ever disagreed with on the internet and have a structured debate. With sources, and research, and mediators. The amount of people i see contradict themselves constantly on here is so weird like how are you gonna not apply the same logic for everything
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Holy Maccaroni! Part 1
Ft. Phoenix Wright, Apollo Justice, Athena Cykes, Trucy Wright,
rating: sfw
Warnings: Really weird crack fic,
Summary: after coming back from a long trial, the WAA decide to eat at Olive Garden, Yet when they arrive, stuff gets weirder and weirder. They meet unexpected characters there and somehow what was supposed to be a break from work becomes anything but normal.
After any hard trial, it wasn’t uncommon to find the Wright Anything Agency near Eldoons Noodle stand to eat a good meal as a reward for the hard work put in each case.
Although it was also not uncommon to go to different food chains to spice things up, and usually the group wasn’t relatively picky: one day it could be burgers at Mcdonald’s, another day it would spent at a not-so-known pub and other days could be expensive and luxurious meals at a five star restaurant. The food just needed to be tasty, conversations needed to be flowing and it was a guaranteed success.
Yet they never went to one food chain in particular: Olive Garden.
Athena, who was in Europe for most of her life never heard of it, maybe one time she saw it and was kinda curious of what it served. Apollo was too busy and uninterested about it and their boss was also busy. Trucy as well.
So when they finally got the chance to go there, they took it.
“Great job, guys!” claimed Mr. Wright with a tender grin. “That was surely one hard case to crack open”
“Yeah, well if it weren’t for that photo we were surely doomed!” Chimed in Athena, about to say something regarding the culprit and how cruel they were... until the pit of her stomach growled lowdly.
“Huh, someone’s hungry...” Apollo quietly observed until he too had his stomach lamenting its hunger. 
“And it seems I’m not the only one!” Athena chirped
 “Well... Where are we eating today? Eldoons?” Apollo asked
“Actually... I saw this one place named Olive Garden and now I’m now curious about it. What does it serve?” She questioned
“Authentic Italian food, duh!” Trucy claimed “Have you ever been there?” said while slightly jumping up and down
“Nope... Not once!”
“In that case what are we waiting for?! Let’s go!”
“There should be one near the courthouse, although I’m curious Athena” Mr, Wright was about to ask. “I thought you went to Olive Garden, are there no Olive Garden chains in Europe?”
“About that... I don’t know...” She said while walking along side the agency, getting closer to this infamous Olive Garden.
When they arrived there, Athena was looking at the outside and claimed “Huh... seems neat”  Although she began to be more and more perplex about the place.
It seemed pretty Italian but something ticked her off, yet she couldn’t put a finger on it. But it seemed clearer when she decided to look at the menu outside. Athena’s widget murmured “What’s a Fettucine Alfredo? ...” 
“Huh?” Apollo asked “I’m sorry, did you say something?”
“Ah... Um no! N-nothing at all!” she murmured as she sweat bullets. No one believed that comment.
They entered the food chain and sat near a window, Athena and Apollo sat next to each other while Mr. Wright and Trucy sat next each other. Athena became more suspicious with the food and i
“What’s wrong Athena?” the little magician asked.
“Oh... It’s just that I don’t know... whether this place serves actual Italian food” she mumbled while fidgeting her hair.
“I assure you Fräulein, that here we serve the real deal! Welcome to Olive  Garden, here are your menus!”
Everyone looked in disbelief at the guy who was in front of them. The man had long blond hair and tanned skin with millions of rings on his thick fingers. Realizing his identity. everyone’s eyes became wide...
To be continued....
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umbrae-sortilegium · 6 months
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"In the garden of memory, where black roses bloom beneath the shroud of darkness, I find myself lost in the delicate petals of longing. Each thorn whispers your name, a symphony of absence that paints a masterpiece of love's melancholy on the canvas of my heart."
© Dʏsʜᴀɴᴋᴀ/Oᴅᴇᴛᴛᴇ ₂₀₂₃
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various updates and facts about my family
my mother huffed raid bug spray and ate wallpaper paste as a child. my grandfather believes my autistic sibling is an alien and is asking him to provide the winning lottery numbers. my sister tried to kill her boyfriend recently.
My dad is getting married to his seventh wife.
And my little brother (J) is smelting pawn shop jewelry in efforts to make silver bullets to load in .22 casings
My grandfather swears he was abducted by aliens and they modified his cum.
In 2009, he attempted to trade firearms for an alleged crystal skull which he believed contained the blueprints to rebuild Atlantis.
In 2012, my family created a convey of six cars all loaded with guns, ammo, canned food, etc. in order to prepare for the apocalypse. In December of 2012, my grandfather led us to where he believed our family would hold off the forces of evil, a last bastion for our bloodline- A fucking Super8 motel in Forsyth GA.
My mother used to drink blood in the 90s and beat the shit out of football players as a hobby, so she could beef up for roller derby. She raises baby animals, and has more than once attempted to kill a man during intimacy.
All if my dad's ex wives have tried to kill him. He's had attack dogs sicced on him, beaten with a crowbar, chased with a hammer, run over with his own car, and pushed out a vehicle. His new wife was a pen pal he met when she was in jail.
My aunt believes she convenes with the angels when she's hopped up on ambien and percocet, so she's like the goth version of Mama Murphy from Fallout 4.
I was conceived in a crack den in North Carolina. My mother's organs don't like having kids, so much so that both me and my sibling (J) were born dead and had to be resuscitated. In both cases it was due to the umbilical cord playing a game of Hangman.
My little brother (J) taught Igor, our Vulture, to vomit on command. Nobody knows how.
He has been using the infestation of rats at my family's cabin to do... something. He's been running a rat cannibalism fight club, in an attempt to fish out a Super Rat which he plans to do... Something with?
My little brother (M) spends his spare time firing at passing cars. We have managed to make sure he's using BB guns, is the compromise. (J) went through a similar phase when he was an early teen, and would shoot a bow and arrow at the neighbor's house. I did the same with a potato cannon in my youth. It's a tradition.
My dad is missing his appendix. He has no idea where it went and has no record of it ever being removed.
My grandmother reluctantly admitted to having an affair with a ghost in her 40s.
My brother (M) used to love botany. By the age of 6 he could tell you anything you wanted to know about the flora of southeast GA. He had a garden. And he also grew weed for my step-dad until my mom found out. After that he was banned from gardening and picked up junior robotics as a hobby after i gave him K'nex and some Lego Mindstorms stuff years ago. He took apart an air conditioner in a motel once. To this day we don't know what he did with the screws. He builds airsoft guns from scrap and is a mechanical prodigy. He is almost illiterate.
My brother (A) disturbs me. He was raised by the internet and YouTube. He is whatever this new generation is personified. He's frighteningly... Normal.
I am waiting for the shoe to drop and for him to reveal some darkness to him never before seen in my family.
He's just. A normal kid. A little zoomer that watches Mr. Beast and YouTube long plays. He's also the straight man to most of all my family's bullshit. He's dangerously genre savvy. He also has a weird interest in law???
My sister (H) is your average country girl. She's attempted to kill more than one of her boyfriends (will clarify that they were abusive), has totaled three cars and always walks away from these nightmarish accidents unscathed. She was found on the side of the road last year hitting her vape and flagging down a car, while her own was stuck five feet above a ditch in a tree.
She has a job and plans to go to New York to "see what them city twinks got goin' on"
My other little sister (C) is the only other queer member of my sibling roster. She's a lesbian, and enjoys shooting things. Sometimes living things. She, like (A), is dangerously genre savvy and doesn't play into my family's religious fanaticism. She wants to be a firefighter because she is also a pyromaniac and wants an excuse to see "big things burn".
A bit more about (J)- He claims to speak to the dead, and has used this to become my grandfather's right hand man, and the beneficiary of his estate. He is an autodidact, self taught with blacksmithing and metalworking. He dresses well, and also has a hidden laboratory in my grandfather's shed where he has taken a fixation in herbal tinctures and remedies. He knows they're bullshit. But my family buys his potions, and he uses the money to buy pawn shop jewelry and scrap metal to build stuff. He believes firmly in werewolves, and is convinced Furries are a psyop to prepare the general public for their emergence in society. Which is why he's making silver bullets.
I wish to stipulate that not a single word of this is a joke. This is on god, IRL bullshit I have to contend with.
I should probably update this to remove real names what the fuck
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