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avocados-of-law · 13 days
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"What a bunch of sentimental garbage!"
"But you told me that"
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thistransient · 2 months
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looking up
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themakeupbrush · 11 months
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Miss Universe Philippines Bulacan 2023 National Costume: Puno ng Sasa
Present in the coastal areas of Bulacan, the sasa is a universal plant from its roots that serve as a habitat for the fishes, to its leaves that become pawid, to its fruit that can turn into ice cream and delicacies, to its sap that can turn into tuba, and most specifically Sukang Paombong.
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mystical-one · 7 months
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Georgie in Hana, 1983 for @friendofgeorgeharrison on Ko-fi !! 🌴
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murderandcoffee · 23 days
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why didn't anyone tell me that buying one plant is a slippery slope that leads to wanting to fill your entire house with plants (< was definitely told this would happen)
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newtsnaturethings · 7 months
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One landscaping choice that always baffles me is when folks plant a big ol palm tree underneath a high voltage power line.
Like. My dudes…you know those grass stalks grow in one direction right?
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pinkpalmingo · 9 months
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experimental bryce 3d and illustration combo for art fight!
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michameinmicha · 9 months
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Him<3
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softquietsteadylove · 7 months
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I’m sure that Thena loves Gil’s feathers in the Maleficent AU. Maybe you can do soft moments where Thena observes his feathers and wings without Gil’s knowledge? <3
"Thena!"
"Hm?" she blinked, looking over at Ikaris who huffed through his teeth in annoyance. "What were you saying?"
"I was asking if you are sure about this," Ikaris nodded his head at their younger brother, very visibly, very publically, offering Makkari a little trinket upon her return to the nest.
"Sure about what?" Thena mumbled, her eyes on the head of the guard, walking further into the nest from the stormy weather outside and flapping his sodden wings with displeasure. "We have known from the beginning that Druig was taken with that sentry. I think they make a very sweet pair."
"We do not live here, Thena."
"Don't we?" she countered, finally giving her brother the benefit of seeing how serious her expression was. "We have already extended our stay, brother. Druig is very happy with Makkari, and I believe you too have found companionship in Ajak's ambassador."
Ikaris flushed, whether by guilt or anger at her needling him. Or perhaps it was a truly emotional response to the bringing up of Sersi. "She is...pleasant. But I never would have expected to ground you and Druig here because of it."
"Do you think he does?" Thena argued again, gesturing to how Druig, thorny and disagreeable in nature, offered sweet and gentle smiles to the quick winged flyer. Her scarlet red feathers complimented Druig's pitch black ones.
They were different from Gilgamesh's, whose feathers were iridescent and dark, with earthy brown undertones.
Ikaris looked at her, "you want to stay."
"I wish for Druig to be happy." It was far easier to say that than thinking about any particular reasons she had for delaying their departure again and again and again.
Gilgamesh flapped his wings a little before walking further into the nest.
"And I do wish the same for you," Thena gave Ikaris a look that made him roll his eyes. She flicked his wing, "against my better judgement."
With that, she took off, letting her wings guide her gently down from the loft of her observations to the floor of one of the many entrances. She walked quietly, keeping her feathers from dragging behind her as she followed the captain of the guard into the mothernest's twisting tunnels.
"Gil?"
He turned, surprised at first but then offering her one of his very warm smiles he had.
"How was your flight?" she asked, regarding his still dripping and somewhat bedraggled wings. "Is the storm coming in fast?"
He nodded with a sigh, his wings sitting heavy behind him. "I think so. It'll be on us by tonight, from what Kingo spotted."
"Let me see."
Gil blinked, not catching on at first that she meant his wings, and their current condition. He fussed, "n-no, it's okay, really, I'm just-"
"Gilgamesh," Thena pursed her lips at him. Was he really embarrassed of his ruffled wings, like a young fledgeling. "I'm sure you need help at least with your pinfeathers. Allow me."
Gil simply went quiet as she took the liberty of turning him by the shoulders and examining his wings. He cleared his throat, "I, uh, guess you saw Druig and Kari."
Thena smiled as she brushed some of the beading dew off his shimmering feathers. "Indeed I did. I was the one who advised him on presenting her with something upon her return."
"Oh really?" Gil moved his wing to try and peek at her over his shoulder.
She moved it back in place to continue her work. "I want Druig to be happy. And it seems my fledgeling brother has finally chosen a mate."
"You think it's that serious?"
She smiled at the centre of Gil's back as she plucked an errant feather barely clinging on. "I think he asked me if he should serenade her."
"Ah." Gil's shoulders moved as she continued to preen him. It was a very intimate activity by sheer merit of how sensitive one's wings were, and how vulnerable any fae's back was. "You're right, the gift is way better."
They both laughed, the gentle sound of it echoing down the corridor one way and then out the other. Thena cleared her throat, "so, if you have any advice on courting rituals here, then I'm sure I would like to know for Druig's sake."
Gilgamesh moved his wing to look at her again, "hm, nothing fancy I guess. We don't have a lot of ritual to it--you wanna court?--court. If no one objects, then fine."
How easy it sounded. Thena moved his wing between them again. "I suppose it is becoming less common to have such archaic tradition. In the Isles, the trinkets and serenading are rather standard practices of courting. Many have mellifluous voices for song."
"Do you?"
She laughed again and pulled a feather more harshly, "certainly not."
Gil's shoulders rolled again, although his wings certainly seemed relaxed with her work on them. He sighed, "me neither."
Thena raised an eyebrow, not that he could see her, "I suspect that is not true."
He looked over, now lifting up his entire wing over her head, "I guess I could serenade you to test it."
Thena blushed faintly, his feathers still in her hands. "I wasn't done!"
"Sorry, sorry," he acquiesced, turning and offering his wing to her again. "I guess I've never really tested it out."
Thena pursed her lips. "Ikaris and Druig have no voice for song either. Trinkets are a much better language for them."
"And you?"
Thena blinked, wondering if she had heard him right. It seemed impossible, given their hearing ability and the general quiet of the caverns. But even a whisper could travel through the corridors, and Gil had such a nice, gentle voice.
It was most definitely suited for song.
"Hm?" she asked in not so many words, trying to focus on plucking any loose downy feathers.
"Almost done?" he asked more firmly, his wing still between them.
"Almost," she muttered, running her fingers over the smoothed out feathers only as far as she dared. He seemed much more preened and presentable, at least. She snapped her hands away, his feather pressed between her palms. "There."
Gilgamesh turned, lifting his wing up and over her again in their tight proximity. They settled at his back, sitting higher after a nice refresher. He smiled, "thanks."
Thena looked down at the sandals on her feet. The straps were wearing from age. "Any time."
"I, uh," Gil nodded his head behind him, "should get outta these wet robes."
Thena nodded. Indeed he should. "I'll make sure there's a plate for you by the fire."
"Thanks," he repeated, with a slight change to his tone. He tilted his head at her, "I'll see you out there, I guess."
"Right," she smiled, taking a half a step back from him. Her wings trembled nervously behind her.
"See you soon, I guess," he said finally, turning and continuing down the tunnel with his drier, lighter wings.
Thena looked down at her hands and sputtered. She still had his feather in her hands. "Gil!"
"Keep it!" he shouted back to her before dropping down into the lower tunnels, "a trinket!"
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chirpsythismorning · 1 year
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corpsentry · 2 years
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help im in california
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sokoe · 8 months
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Florida beach at very early dawn, for my sister's birthday
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cycloplasm · 9 months
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RETURN of my tropical spider guy i commissioned from @battermesh!! He has a name now: his full name is Valencia Orange but he prefers to be called Tropicana!
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dreamertrilogys · 8 months
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i need to move here i could literally move here so bad. like you don’t understand i could do it i could become a surfer boy. i’m so serious i could have long curly hair and be jacked so easily. trust me. i could be a skater boy. i could do it.
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owl-deer · 4 months
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yeah I know stranger things + wtnv is hot, but
stranger things + wtnv + tma
dunno how it will work together, but I like to think that this lab is actually like the archives, but maybe under different power? or an attempt at cooperation of several powers - all without scientists knowing, and El is like Agnes.
And they tried to do it all nice and sciency and clinical, only that's not how fears work, and also kids kinda became touched by different powers and it makes them stronger but also fuels the whole fears warping reality thing (which is what they think is Upside Down bleeding into the world)
And Creel thinks he's special only he's just fleshy avatar puppet who doesn't even realise it lol (dunno he annoys me as a villain, they could do better). And when he dies by fire that's actually what its master wanted to bring itself forth in full.
and well, post-4th season Hawkins is already on its way to being Night Vale, right? Could be fun if Hawkins becomes out of sync with the rest of the world but in sync with actual Night Vale, and Cecil catches on kids radio frequency and starts broadcasting it to his listeners and giving them advice that nightvaleans send to the radio tower.
...okay that thing wasn't supposed to run away from me like that.
(Eddie lives btw, fuck vol 2)
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crush-hour · 11 months
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jaymzzzzz
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