Garden.... BE GONE!🪄
That patch right in front if the house has lived a good life, but it's time to move everything down to the main level.
Small child and I pulled the last of the plants from this section (well, I did, he mainly stabbed at things with a stick) and found all sorts of goodies hiding within!
A purple cabbage, small head of cauliflower, and various peppers (plus the aforementioned stick)
I'm happy to have reclaimed this bit of yard. It opens the view back up
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Paint Catastrophe
Requested by: @ladywarlock03 @adelia-the-apprentice
It was a peaceful morning, the birds were chirping, people were out of their homes chatting as their day goes on, and nothing supernature was going on either, as the day went on Jasmine was cleaning her little home, but was soon interrupted when a knock was heard coming from the front door she set her broom off to the side as she answered the door, with her surprise it was none other then Adelia and her husband Julian, but they weren't alone in Adelia's arms was the cutest little girl she's ever scene. "Adelia! Julian! What brings you by? And who may I ask who is the little angel in your arms Adelia?" Jasmine opened her door a bit wider so they may enter as she eyed the cutie in her arms.
Adelia let out a small laugh. "Jasmine you should remember her, but I guess it has been a while since you last saw her, but this is mine and Julian's daughter, Cecilia. The last time you saw her she was barely 2 years of age, but now she's 4 almost 5." Adelia set the little girl down onto the ground as she looked around with wandering eyes.
"Noooo That can't be little cecilia cant it, it's been so long! But I'm sure you didn't stop for a visit just to show me the little cutie now did you?" Jasmine knelt down to be eye to eye with Cecilia who just giggled hugging her little raven plush.
Adelia set a bag of things onto the table in her living area. "You're right, we actually came by to ask for a favor.." Adelia looked up at Julian who gave her a nod smiling.
"Alright, what's the favor you wanna ask me?" Jasmine stood up straight to look at Adelia.
"Julian and I were wondering if you may be able to watch Cecilia for a few hours? We could really use a date night but everyone else was busy with their own plans so we were hoping that maybe if you're not busy you could watch her?" Adelia gave her an awkward smile unsure of what she would say.
Out of nowhere a small laugh escaped Jasmine's lips. "I'm a bit sad that I was the last one you asked but of course i'll watch Cecilia while you two get a night out." Jasmine gave the two a sweet smile. "So go! I got it from here." Jasmine started rushing them out of the house.
As Adelia stepped out the door seeing how Julian was already on his ass because Jasmine accidently shoved him a bit harder. "Thank you so much! We owe you one, we'll be back later tonight." She looked over Jasmine's shoulder and at Cecilia. "Cecilia sweetie! Be nice to aunty Jasmine while your father and I go out for a few hours, we'll be back but make sure you have lots of fun! Love you sweetie.." Cecilia looked up at her mother before waving bye. She looked back at Jasmine. "Please be careful with her, we'll be back later.."
Jasmine sighed before slowly closing the door. "Don't worry, she's in good hands, now go have some fun." Before Adelia could give her a response back Jasmine shut the door and walked back over to Cecilia who was sitting on the floor hugging her little raven plush. "Hi there Cecilia! Today you and I are gonna have some fun! Now what is that you like to do?" Jasmine looked around thinking a bit before eyeing a couple bottles of paint. "Oh! How about we do some painting? Wouldn't that be fun?" She picked up the pant bottles along with a blank canvas, setting everything up.
Cecilia started eyeing the paint tilting her head. "Paint." She started to stand a bit wobbly before walking over to the paint that was off to the side of the canvas.
"That's right Cecilia, Paint! and it's the baby safe kind." Jasmine started looking around for the brushes. "Cecilia i'll be right back i'll just be over here." As Jasmine turned around to grab the brushes from the kitchen Cecilia was trying to reach for the paint, but Jasmine ended up putting them a bit out of reach for her so she wouldn't try and eat it, as Cecilia continued to reach for it a little spark of magic grew from her fingertips as her eagerness to retrieve the paint grew, it started to slowly lift off the table and float down towards the little 4 year old. As Jasmine turned around with the brushes in hand she watched as Cecilia tried to reach for the now floating paint bottle, her eyes grew wide as she ran over trying to get to it before she could, however she was a bit late as soon as Cecilia touched the bottle, a huge boom, could be heard as paint was splattered all over the walls and all over the two girls. Jasmine raised her hand up to her eyes wiping from the paint before doing the same with Cecilia who was just giggling like crazy. "Who knew you had magic.. If I knew then I would've magic proofed the bottles." She started spitting out some paint that ended up in her mouth, before laughing. "This is a mess! But look at us! We look like a painting gone wrong." Jasmine couldn't stop laughing, She gently picked the girl up. "Looks like we both could use a bath." Before Jasmine was able to walk to the bathroom with the paint drenched child a knock was heard from the door. "It couldn’t be time already? Can it? No.. Maybe Julian and Adelia just grew worried and decided they didn't need a night out.." As soon as she opened the door, she was met by a very concerned looking Adelia. "Adelia! Funny seeing you here... So early.."
Adelia couldn't find the words at what she was seeing. "Jasmine.. Why do you look like a paint fight went down... Please don't tell me you had a paint fight with my daughter.."
Jasmine scratched the back of her neck nervously. "Well.. Good news, your daughter has magic! Bad news when she touched the paint bottle, it exploded.." Jasmine gave her a nervous laugh.
"My daughter.... Has magic.." She looked at the little paint covered child in Jasmine's arms. "This. Is. Incredible! I can't believe my little girl has magic!" Jasmine let out a sigh of relief before handing Cecilia over to Adelia.
"Yup! But you never answered my question, why are you here so early?" She leaned against the door frame waiting for an answer.
"Julian was called back into work.. While we were on our date someone from the clinic came out and got him.. So our date night is on hold for now.." Adelia looked really sad.
Jasmine put a paint covered hand on her shoulder. "Hey it's alright, I'm sure there will be a next time but as you can see I have a lot to clean up and I'm in need of a shower, I have paint in places where paint shouldn't be.." Jasmine started heading back inside, but was called, causing her to turn around, it was Adelia who reached her attention.
"Thank you again Jasmine.. We wouldn't have been able to do an attempt at date night without your help.." She gave her a small smile.
"It's what's friends are for, I'll see you later Adelia." Jasmine closed the door before looking around her messy home. "This is gonna take a while.. But first a nice bath will have to do!" Jasmine wandered down the hall of her home and towards her bathing area, as she bathed she let out a long sigh before sinking deeper into the warm waters.
Bonus
As Jasmine exited the bathroom in new clean clothes and no longer covered in paint, she walked into the living area only to see it spotless! She couldn't believe her eyes, every inch of paint was gone! But how.. Her question was soon answered as she walked further in and saw Adelia and Julian with buckets filled with the paint that used to be on the walls. "You guys! You didn't have to do this.." Jasmine started tearing up at how thoughtful this was.
"It's the least we could do.. You helped us out so we decided to repay the favor!" Adelia walked over giving Jasmine a small yet comforting hug.
"When Adelia told me what happened, I felt kinda bad so I decided to help clean up." Julian picked up 2 of the buckets carrying the outside.
"Thank you once again guys, I know I used to be mean and stubborn in the past but this really means a lot." Jasmine walked over picking up one of the other buckets and setting it outside along with the others.
"Your a lot more mature now Jasmine, plus even if you were the same when you were younger we would still help out." Adelia picked a now clean cecilia up off the ground. As the sun had set, the moon had risen, Adelia said goodbye to Jasmine as she walked out hand in hand with Julian as it was now his turn to hold Cecilia. As the two returned to their respected home they celebrated Cecilia for inheriting magic and will need to be trained before another paint catastrophe could occur.
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DPXDC Yeah, Mechanic.
Danny is a good friend of the Wayne's, they met in Extenuating Circumstances TM and he's in the loop about the Batman Thing and they know he's Phantom on the side. He works in WE R&D department as an engineer but gets called up to the Watchtower to repair busted vehicles and such. Danny's worked on Kon's Sphere, the various superhero themed motorbikes, and on one memorable occasion Megan's Bio Ship.
Due to being kinda dead and having done so much random ass somewhat magic shit, he has this aura anyone just past the point of normal human can feel. He emits the same ominous vibes as the Lazarus to the Bats, itches in the back of Constantine's skull the same way a powerful demon would, and to the speedsters standing next to him has the same wrong, tense feeling as tearing through the time stream.
But he's just a mechanic.
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Red Tornado: ...
Danny:...
Red Tornado: Who are you?
Danny: Danny Fenton, mechanic.
Red Tornado: You don't seem to appear on my heat sensors, you were brought here as a mechanic?
Danny: yeah, *already turning around* mechanic.
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Danny: Please step away from the bike.
Beast Boy: *puffed up like a cat* Don't touch my bike man
Danny: Do you want it fixed or not?
Robin: Dude stop harassing him, he's the new mechanic.
Beast Boy: That guy's our new mechanic??!
Danny: Yeah, mechanic.
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Kid Flash: So,, who are you?
Danny: *half way under a disassembled vehicle* Danny Fenton.
Kid Flash: And what are you doing?
Danny: fixing your messes like normal
Kid Flash: What was that last bit???
Danny: Like a normal mechanic.
Kid Flash: 0_0
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love when men cry about body hair bc "it's hygiene" and yet 15% of cis men leave the bathroom without washing their hands at all and an additional 35% only just wet their hands without using soap. that is nearly half of all men. that means statistically you have probably shaken hands with or been in direct contact with one of these people.
love when men say that women "only want money" when it turns out that even in equal-earning homes, women are actually adding caregiver burdens and housework from previous years, whereas men have been expanding leisure time and hobbies. in equal-earning households, men spend an average of 3.5 hours extra in leisure time per week, which is 182 hours per year - a little over a week of paid vacation time that the other partner does not receive. kinda sounds like he wants her money.
love that men have decided women are frail and weak and annoying when we scream in surprise but it turns out it's actually women who are more reliable in an emergency because men need to be convinced to actually take action and respond to the threat. like, actually, for-real: men experience such a strong sense of pride about their pre-supposed abilities that it gets them and their families killed. they are so used to dismissing women that it literally kills them.
love it. told my father this and he said there's lies, damned lies, and statistics. a year ago i tried to get him to evacuate the house during a flash flood. he ignored me and got injured. he has told me, laughing, that he never washes his hands. he has said in the last week that women are just happier when we're cooking or cleaning.
maybe i'm overly nostalgic. but it didn't used to feel so fucking bleak. it used to feel like at least a little shameful to consider women to be sheep. it just feels like the earth is round and we are still having conversations about it being flat - except these conversations are about the most obvious forms of patriarchy. like, we know about this stuff. we've known since well before the 50's.
recently andrew tate tried to justify cheating on his partner as being the "male prerogative." i don't know what the prerogative for the rest of us would be. just sitting at home, watching the slow erosion of our humanity.
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DPxDC Au: Normally when Danny vandalizes ancient cave walls and historic places on his 'favor' missions for Clockwork, he gets sent back to erase them. But no, apparently this time, when Danny added his actual phone number into some painting, he's not allowed to go back and fix it. Ugh.
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Tim has had the painting of Bruce professionally reviewed a few times since the old Bat was retrieved from the time stream. He's not entirely sure how the painting still exists, he's not even sure that it matters any more... But one day Tim catches something new in the painting.
It was small, and it could've just been the light at first but... Is that a phone number in the background?? It looks like black marker on the black curtains and it makes him feel feral. The family is kinder this time about how they think he's gone crazy- but each one of them admit that they can't remember a phone number ever being present.
The lab reports that the number was added over the paint- and that it's an ink based marking akin to a sharpie but like, hundreds of years old. So... It's been added recently but not at all recently enough for Tim to have an explanation.
Tim doesn't want to hear any more of his family members opinions on the matter and he certainly isn't going to just, stop investigating or something stupid like that. So, he takes the painting to the tower, gathers his team (Cassie, Kon and Bart), and they call the number in the middle of the night after a lot of planning/back-and-forth/catastrophizing.
It doesn't answer until the final ring, and the static that comes through the phone is bone chilling. A deep, monstrous groan which echoed with agony fills the room.
"I have a math test in like, three hours, who the fuck are you and why the fuck are you calling in the middle of the night?" The voice now complains, still sounding vaguely inhuman despite it's very human word choices.
"Your number is in a historical painting, we had a few questions but uh, you can call us back later?" Tim cringes as he says it but he hadn't planned on having to reply to someone trying to go back to bed. Or someone who was apparently also a teenager. (He had so, so many contingency plans for like, every kind of villain, alien or demon. lame.)
"...Ugh. might as well." The voice calls out, agreeing with a sigh that echos so deeply the team can feel it in their bones.
"Cool. Good luck on your test?" Tim offers.
"Mph." And the line hangs up.
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Danny is at lunch with Sam and Tucker when he remembers the late night call. He'd spent the morning bitching about never getting a full night of sleep and it finally occurred to him what had happened. Of course his friends think it's hilarious that CW wouldn't let him erase his number. Of course they do.
They stop laughing when Danny calls the number back.
"Hello, this is Red Robin of Gotham. I have Superboy, Wonder girl and Impulse present with me. How did your math test go?"
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