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runawayandhide · 8 months
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annintheuniverse · 2 years
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Froggyfall
Day 9 Spooky forest
Day 10 hanging ivy
Day 11 candle
Day 12 gems
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cece-illu · 2 years
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🎃 October Challenge 🎃
Day 10 : 🌿 hanging ivy & cat 🐈‍⬛
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random-lulu · 2 years
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Day 10 of Froggy fall : hanging ivy. I do not know what those water orbs are called but, I think it will be neat if they were frog shape.
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cabbagepigstudio · 2 years
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I haven't felt well the past couple of days, so my inktober doodles have been a bit lacking...
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eyrys · 2 years
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espighty · 3 months
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I was on my THIRD ROUND YOU SONOFABITCH
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vintagehomecollection · 11 months
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Many elements of good kitchen remodeling come together in this bright composition: well-defined work areas with lots of counter space, appropriate use of surface materials, a pleasant mix of natural and artificial light, and an open connection to the rest of the house. Architect: Michael D. Moyer.
Sunset Kitchens Planning and Remodeling, 1983
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getrope1 · 3 months
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The lowest quality picture of the gotham sirens you ever did see
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artharakka · 11 months
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On aivan kuin vihreää näkyisi enemmän kuin eilen. Sen täytyy olla omaa mielikuvitustani. On vielä liian varhaista. Vaitonaisena Maa kiipeää korkeammalle, virheetön, pyöreä vesipisara, jossa on kaikki: jokainen mennyt päivä ja tuleva. Tältä etäisyydeltä siinä ei näy ainuttakaan arpea. Minusta näyttää, että jos ojentaisin käteni, voisin silittää sen pintaa, silittää sen uudelleen uneen. Sormiini jäisi veden ja maan himmeä hohde, joka viipyisi, kun myöhemmin nukahtaisin huoneessani käsi posken alla. Kenties herättyäni löytäisin häiveen siitä kasvoiltani, kuin muiston, tai kuivuneen kyyneleen. — Emmi Itäranta. Kuunpäivän kirjeet
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It is almost like there is more green today than there was yesterday. It must be my own imagination. It is still too early. Silently, Earth is rising higher, a flawless, round drop of water that holds everything within: each day past and future. From this distance, there isn’t a single scar visible. To me it seems that if I reached out my hand, I could stroke its surface, caress it back to sleep. The faint glow of water and earth would remain on my fingertips, and it would linger there, when I would later fall asleep in my room my hand under my cheek. Perhaps, when I would wake up, I would find a trace of it on my face, like a memory, or a dried tear. — Emmi Itäranta. The Moonday Letters. Quote tranlated by me (unofficial)
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lionofchaeronea · 7 months
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Autumn Ivy, Ogata Kenzan, 1730s
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runawayandhide · 4 months
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plantsrooms · 1 month
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lab-gr0wn-lambs · 20 days
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I need to watch s2 of twd again just for Daryl's sudden character development. Dude started being nice and everybody simultaneously went
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Peak tv
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duskyashe · 1 year
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NaNoWriMo Day #22
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Prompt found here by @stealingyourbones
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"Dr Ivy?" Danny called out from the door of the silent greenhouse. He really shouldn't be doing this, but he needed help, and Ivy was mostly rehabilitated, so he was hoping she'd be willing to give him some... Illegal help under the table. After having been chased out of his home town, he'd been running dangerously low on ectoplasm. He'd never realized how much ambient ectoplasm was in the air in Amity Park, but everywhere else felt like he was trying to find water in the desert. He was starving, and his last hope to find natural ectoplasm had just keeled over, so now he was truly desperate. He gulped, and prayed he wasn't making a huge mistake.
The plants closest to the door turned to face him, causing Danny to fight back a shudder. This wasn't Undergrowth, this was Poison Ivy. He hadn't done anything to draw her ire, so he should be safe. Hopefully.
"Um. I heard you could hear through your plants. I hope that's true, otherwise I'd look really stupid here..." Danny took a breath, glancing at the array of plants. "Um, Dr Ivy, I was hoping you'd be willing to help me with a problem. A biochemistry problem. I... I have a unique biological makeup that the government has all but declared makes me liable to extermination at best or experimentation at worst. It also means I need something extra in order to survive, something I can't find a lot of naturally. I was hoping you'd be able to help me synthesize it?"
"An interesting dilemma," a woman's voice came from behind a row of particularly tall vegetation. Poison Ivy walked into sight. "Still, why come to me?"
Danny chuckled humorlessly. "As you can imagine, I can't exactly take this to an above-board biochemist, and most other biochemists aren't nearly good enough for what I need. You're one of the best, and while you're not exactly a criminal anymore, you're still not afraid to ignore what laws don't suit you." He met her gaze head on. "Please. I'm begging you."
Dr Ivy seemed to consider him for a moment. "Do you have a pure sample of what you need? Or are we going to have to do this the fun way?"
Taking a shaky breath, Danny held up a small, precious vial of pure ectoplasm, taken directly from his pa—the Fenton's supplies. "This is all I have. If we need more, we'll have to isolate it from my own system, which will take some work."
The former rogue eyed him and the vial. "You know, I don't work for free. This is going to cost you."
"My very existence is illegal. I don't have much in the way of money. Or an identity, at this point," which hurt to admit, but made things a bit easier as well. No identity, no easy way for the GIW to track him. If he ever saw Tucker again, he was going to shower him with thanks and praise.
Dr Ivy smirked. "I can work with that. We can work with that."
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Hi, so, I'm American, and there's a major holiday in a couple of days. A major holiday that tends to take quite a bit of preparation. Sometimes days in advance (⁠^⁠~⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ I spent the day baking pies and trying not to choke from the wheat tainting the air (I'm severely allergic to wheat, but gluten free pie crusts are too expensive to make all the pies gluten free). I managed, I'm okay, and all the pies turned out looking amazing! But it left me with less time to write than I'd hoped for... And I pretty much chose a prompt at random without taking into account whether or not I could actually write the characters involved (⁠;⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠)if it wasn't obvious, I have no idea what to do with Ivy (⁠;⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠) I hope this was at least acceptable lol
Happy early turkey day, fellow Americans! I hope any feasting you do will be joyous (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆
Have a good morning/day/night!
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beetlesanbutterflies · 2 months
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Rip Lisa and Taffy Swallows, you would have loved the My Sister the Vampire books
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