#it's eucalyptus btw

[sharknark]

killua koala parallels || how i imagine their getting to know eachother convo went

#my art #hxh #hunter x hunter #killua zoldyck #gon freecss #comic #really quick thing while i put off everything under the sun. i mihgt fix the text later to be more legible eh #it's eucalyptus btw #babies aren't born with the microbes to actually digest it and since koalas barely eat anything else they have to get it from their mom #as one does

[entguarde]

FUCK IT, I CANT HOLD THIS BACK ANY LONGER

#ent’s art #the zone cast #the adventure zone #taz: balance #taako taaco #merle highchurch #magnus burnsides #merle’s arm is based off rainbow eucalyptus btw

[charcadett]

K, L, M, & O for Brassius?

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Brassius is an incredible kisser. His passion is unmatched, albeit a little rough. With his body pressed tightly against yours, one hand is tangled in your hair, the other gently cupping your cheek, he kisses you with as much emotion as he can muster. Which, knowing him, is a lot. It’s bound to leave you breathless and your head spinning. He tries to convey his love for you with his lips alone.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

He confesses his love through some massive grand gesture that he spent days on. It’s likely he’s told you he loves you already. As soon as he recognizes his emotions, Brassius has no shame in voicing them. However, that doesn’t seem like enough. Not for someone as wonderful as you. One day, you visit his apartment as per his request. (A text reading: “Come over. I have something for you.” with no other elaboration beyond a smiling emoji when questioned.) In the middle of his living room stands a massive wall of roses, red roses for the backdrop, with white roses spelling I Love You. In your joy, you throw hourself at him, to which Brassius easily catches you and spins you around. Through your elation, you silently wonder where the hell you’re gonna put that.

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Surprisingly, Brassius is neutral on marriage. He could take it, he could leave it. Brassius needs no ring, nor legal document to pledge himself to you, mind, body, and soul. However, if that’s something you would like, he isn’t opposed. The idea of a wedding, a celebration of your love, appeals to him. Is there a male version of a bridezilla? He’s not too bad, but he’s a bossy perfectionist. If he’s not standing on a table directing on how the venue needs to be laid out a specific way so the sunlight hits just so, he’s getting incredibly frustrated trying to pick out his suit.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

Incredibly obvious. Like, stupidly obvious. You, and everyone else in his vicinity, need to be a special kind of dense to not pick up on his more than friendly intentions. Even before you start dating, Brassius finds every excuse to be touching you in some way. He’ll compliment you whenever he greets you. Maybe on your hair, or a new outfit, or your eyes, or, as odd as it might be, a new scent you’re wearing. You might not even be wearing a particular smell, you just fell into a puddle earlier. Either way, he will fondly comment on how earthy you smell.

#brassius x reader #fluff alphabet #finally got around to this im so low energy #whenever i try to write brassius i try to channel low level gomez addams energies #btw he isnt even subtle about sniffing you hes just like *sniff* eucalyptus! a wonderful choice. thats one of my favorite scents as well. #he offers you shampoo recommendations because for as shameless as he is he will never tell you how much he likes it when you smell like him #ohhhh i love brassius hes so fucking strange #<3

[simple-seranade]

grabbing you

grabs you back. im now clinging to your arm like a koala clings to a tree. haha good luck getting rid of me

#father asks #ask response #answered asks #im also eating eucalyptus btw #just so you know #chomp chomp

[wernerherzogs]

the national going back to a more classic occasionally more striped sound from before I Am Easy To Find and Sleep Well Beast.... oh i'm Emo

#parts of it sound like. circa High Violet or even before it tbh #did i bitch a cry while looping this in the bathroom and preparing for work? maybe so #they've really been in my life for 15 years now 🥹🤧 #eearly faves are Alien Grease In Your Hair Once Upon A Poolside and This Isn't Helping i think #still love Eucalyptus tons #but i'm only two whole listens in so!!!! we shall See! #but oh MAN. 🤧 #not fixing the typos in this btw <3 #oh the song w/taylor is gr8 as well actually

[capfalcon]

my week so far in summary:

#pic one is my FLOWERRRRRR #my baby african violet #she hasnt been flowering so i repotted her #and SHE FLOWERS!!!! ALMOST IMMEDIATELY!!!!!! #i love her #second pic is a birthday cake i made this morning!!! #third pic is #flower boquet i made #it has eucalyptus it smells so good #fourth pic. self explanatory #jordan rambles #(cake recipe which is incredible btw is from crunchy creamy sweet #the one bowl chocolate cake recipe) #it was so easy and nice

[koheletgirl]

#hm #ok sleep now #this was my school btw. this is where i went to school #missing it a lot. weird day #you can rb this or whatever. if you like rivers and eucalyptus trees #i will now sleep #🤎

[milk-lover]

A good amount of The Lost Hero takes place really close to my home and it’s really weird. Like, they rescue Pipers dad from the place my family goes hiking on three day weekends, after having coffee a few streets over from the condominium my sister used to live in.

#if you are ever in the Bay Area btw. hike mount diablo! #they have a good chunk of wheel chair accessible hiking with beautiful views #it does not always smell like eucalyptus here tho. Rick got that one wrong but i see what he was going for

[cactibarber]

sticker sheets i made for my friends for christmas hype

#d20 #dnd movie #bg3 #lux league of legends #its eucalyptus btw not whatever ur thinking #sabs stuff #lotr

[warmwrigglysoysauce]

The scentbird scent I decided on had such rave reviews as "It isn't flirty/fruity/feminine enough for me, I smell like a lumberjack"

and "utterly foul. Smells like mold and powder"

and "Something dead fish about it"

.... there were also plenty good reviews. But now I HAVE to try it

#btw all my posts smell like mysterious woodsy spice #clary sage #veviter #eucalyptus #now you know

[alienssstufff]

BLOODHOUNDS

ft Y.T and Tripwire

[their ‘duo name’ is Bloodhounds from now on btw… if you even care..]

alternative title ver- it would’ve taken away the effect of the *COUGH* easter egg

notes n what not coming soon

The sketch and the flowers used :3

The composition originally was going to be a lot different (had two in mind) where the Red King’s involvement would’ve been more prominent. Went with this one simply cuz it was just more fun to experiment, where the negative space is made front and centre focus :]

Whennnn picking out the plants ddint think for a second about symbolism- and going off of just ANY flower for flower language would have been too big of a selection pool… So in respects to SL environmental setting - native Australian plants it was.

-The golden wattle trees by its abundance and have benefited Aboriginal and Torres Straight Islanders for thousands of years to create various markers and tools. The plant survives harsh droughts, and its seeds have a coating strong enough that can be salvageable beyond bushfires.

-as a signifier of Spring and new beginnings hence rebirth, the golden wattle to me was also very thematically fitting for a season like Secret Life :]

-I never looked into what Illawarra flame trees (the flowers of the coat my SL!Bdubs design is wearing) before until today.. and I quote “Regains confidence and self-approval, able to make commitments with the strength of self-reliance. Clarity in life and ability to adapt to all situations. Secure enough to express and communicate true feelings. To be beautiful and strong ” [SOURCE: Australian Bushflowers] which…. Ok damn. There’s also alcohol in it.

-Eucalyptus trees in Indigenous Australian culture represent the division between the underworld, the Earth and heaven.

The selection of plants while don’t represent Bloodhounds together - but more of what Martyn and Bdubs are individually, they’re interesting in the things they have in common what they represent. And the differences they go about this loyalty throughout the seasons and why they devote - especially in LimL and SL.. Fascinating stuff.

#stufffsart #secret life spoilers #inthelittlewood #itlw #itlwart #bdoubleo100 #bdoubleo #Bdubs #secret life #secret life smp #life series smp #trafficblr #mcytblr #i forgot… martyn doesn’t wear glasses.. I’m dorry #stufff rambles #(for the word dump below) #apologies if I get certain things wrong >< flower language isn’t my expertise

[koalas-cave]

It is truly a tragedy when a girl must get out of the car while her favorite song is on

#this is about baba O'Riley btw #from the eucalyptus tree

[secret-world-of-mustaches]

A guy asked me what my signature scent was and I was honestly just baffled. No guy has ever asked me that before and I just sat there for like two minutes staring at him.

#I have three btw #don’t judge #my work wear scent is philosophy’s amazing grace #my non work wear is this eucalyptus perfume I have it smells so nice #I use it for stress so #and at night I douse myself in lavender because insomnia #do y’all have signature scents or am I weird?

[blvesilence]

dear mosquitoes i’m not your fucking buffet you ugly bitches

#morgan says #bugs tw #btw to anyone else suffering turning on a fan and mixing lemongrass/lavender/eucalyptus/etc essential oils with aloe vera gel #and applying before bed has helped a lot #esp the fan thing #i am NOT. a doterra seller or #mlm seller or whatever #this shit just works ok #i went from having like 10 bites overnight to 1-2 maybe #and i live on a waterfront property

[moonstruckme]

do you think you could write poly!marauders just having a calm morning with a gn reader plz? like they lie in a bit and go sit on the couch for breakfast or smthn like that? i’m loving your fics btw babes, reading them everyday LMAO.

also do you think i could be the 🌶️ anon plz? i’m peppers_library, but i can’t request with that account!

Absolutely you can, my love! And this is suchhhh a sweet idea. I can't seem to help making Sirius a nuisance lately, so I'm a bit worried I've missed the mark on a calm morning, but I hope you like it <3

poly!marauders x gn!reader ♡ 907 words

You rise to consciousness slowly, roused by a slight movement at your back. You turn in Sirius’ arms with a soft whining sound.

“Sorry,” Remus whispers. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“S’okay,” you murmur, cracking an eyelid. Buttery morning light has infiltrated the cracks in your curtains, illuminating Remus angelically from behind. It turns the rumpled ends of his hair golden, and when you cup the back of his head to give him a kiss, it’s warm as a cat’s fur after laying in the sun. Remus makes a satisfied humming sound, hands snaking around your waist to bring you closer as he kisses lazily at your bottom lip. 

“Oi,” Sirius grumbles, arm tightening around you and halting Remus’ progress, “get your own.” 

“James left to go on a run already,” Remus replies.

“Doesn’t matter. I had them first.” 

“Wait, has he really?” you ask, propping yourself up on your elbow to see over Remus. Sure enough, there’s only a faint indentation in the sheets where you’d supposed James to be sleeping. “I think I’m going to try and make muffins before he gets back,” you decide, starting to get up, but Sirius keeps you, his arm surprisingly unmovable around your middle. 

“That sounds lovely,” Remus says, watching amusedly as you try to pry Sirius’ fingers from your t-shirt. “Should I make us some tea as well?”

“No,” Sirius protests, reaching around you to clamp his other hand around Remus’ forearm. “Neither of you can leave me, it’ll get cold in here.” 

Remus extricates himself from Sirius’ grip with little effort, standing and leaving you to fend for yourself. “You’re welcome to get up too, Pads.” 

Sirius casts his head forlornly into the juncture of your neck as he moans, “But it’s so early.” 

You make another attempt at escape, and Sirius rolls over you with a vitality that defies his claims of lethargy, pinning you under his weight. “Siri,” you laugh, cupping his face with one hand and pressing a kiss to his cheek, “you can’t keep me here, honey.” 

He all but ignores your tenderness, looking down at you obstinately. “Can’t I?”

“Don’t you want muffins? I’ll let you pick the flavor, so long as we have the ingredients for it.”  

Sirius frowns pensively. “Those blueberries haven’t gone bad yet, have they?”

You grin. “Nope.” 

Time is on your side this morning. James slips in and goes straight to the shower just as you’re setting the timer on the oven, emerging eucalyptus-scented and in his pajama bottoms when the muffins are cooling on the counter. 

“Smells good in here,” he says as he comes into the kitchen, stopping short when he sees you like you’re not in the same disheveled state you were when he left. “Oh, sweetheart, what’re you trying to do to me?”

“James.” You take a tentative step back, all too familiar with the glint in his eyes. “It’s just a t-shirt.” 

It’s no use; he’s hauled you up onto the counter before you can take another breath, pushing between your legs with both hands on your ass. “Don’t play coy with me.” He nips at the underside of your jaw, drawing frenetic giggles out of you. “You put those legs on display on purpose.” 

“Let them go, you neanderthal,” comes Sirius’ hypocritical call. “Bring us the muffins while they’re still warm.”  

James grants you one, sweet kiss to soothe the damage he’s done to your face before giving you a conspiratorial look. “So demanding,” he says lowly, but helps you down from the counter. 

“Finally,” Sirius says as you enter, as though the plate of muffins isn’t still steaming. “What was the point of getting out of bed if I can’t have muffins or cuddles?”

James doesn’t hesitate to indulge him, sidling up to the other boy and holding a muffin under his nose as a temptation. You sit on the floor next to Remus, taking the cup of tea he offers you gratefully. He’s already resumed his work on the puzzle you’d started the night before, which both James and Sirius claim they’re going to “win” despite neither of them having the patience to put much work into it. You pick up an oddly colored piece, studying the picture on the box alongside your pensive boyfriend. 

“Doesn’t look like the same brown as the tree, does it?” he murmurs. 

“No. Maybe the fence, though?”

“Ah.” He takes the piece from you, putting it in its place with a satisfying click. “Nice one, love.” 

“What a couple of nerds,” Sirius drawls, and you look up to find he’s moved into James’ lap, being fed pieces of blueberry muffin like a prince. “How’d we end up dating such losers, Prongs?”

“I don’t know,” James says consideringly. “They make us tea and muffins, so that’s not bad.” 

“I’ll allow that the muffins and tea are perks, definitely.” 

Remus drags his attention from the puzzle to give Sirius a deadpan look. “You seemed alright with us this morning,” he reminds him. “But I suppose Y/N and I could go handle our nerd business elsewhere, if it suits you.”

“No need to leave me, too. I’m not in his camp,” James says, though he breaks off another piece of muffin to give him. 

Sirius rolls his eyes, chewing the muffin before giving you and Remus a benevolent smile. “I suppose we’ll keep you around.” He winks at you. “Thanks for the muffins, darling.”

#poly!marauders #poly!marauders x reader #poly!marauders x you #poly!marauders x y/n #poly!marauders fanfiction #poly!marauders fanfic #poly!marauders fic #poly!marauders fluff #poly!marauders imagine #poly!marauders oneshot #poly!marauders scenario #poly!marauders drabble #james potter #james potter x reader #sirius black #sirius black x reader #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #marauders #the marauders #marauders era #marauders fanfiction #marauders fanfic #marauders fic #marauders x reader

[sencity]

yandere!botanist x gn!darling, pt. two . . .

˚₊ ꒰ nightmare fuel 𝄁︎ obsessive/needy behavior, violent intrusive thoughts, ominous thoughts, slight leg humping, oral receiving (for y/n), overstimulation (also y/n), cumming untouched, incidental self-harm, + mentions of blood, murder, and suicide.

˚₊ ꒰ word count 𝄁︎ 931.

˚₊ ꒰ key 𝄁︎ crossed out red words indicate sencha’s thoughts. blue text indicate sencha’s messages. purple text indicate y/n's messages.

˚₊ ꒰ sen’s statement(s) 𝄁︎ you’d find pt. one here, let alone sencha’s face claim and information here. this’ll be the last part of headcanons, btw. (these hcs just keep getting longer and longer, god).

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere botanist! who leaves itemized love letters at your doorstep in the middle of the night with a flower that displayed his mood and what the love poem was going to be about. it could go from a stargazer lily with a letter sealed with a pink heart or a wilting petunia and a crumbled letter indicating that he was clearly angered with something and the letter sloppily ranted his baleful desires towards you.

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere botanist! who glowers you down as he watches the flower shop clerk flirt with you, his mind whirling with thoughts of repetitively stabbing his throat with the claw of his rake before burying his body beneath his garden to use as fertilizer. it’s a miracle that he hasn’t launched at the man by now but stood there trembling with anger, his heart thumping harshly, hearing the word “go” compulsively raid his mind, his hands twitching occasionally yet noticeably as the thoughts became louder …

“that loser doesn’t even go know where go eucalyptus originated. y’know i could tell go you everyth-STAB HIM everything you need to know, y/n. why laugh MINE …it up with this weirdo? go.”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere botanist! who is an empty threatener. his obsession is primarily threatening to his emotional, physical, and mental health since he wouldn’t harm a fly, not him or his compulsive/intrusive thoughts. he feels a bit belittled when you brush off his outbursts, but nothing but a small smooch should be able to brush it off… for now, at least …

“i’ll kill anyone who even considers you as an existing human being! KILL THEM KILL THEM INSTEAD no one should know that you’re alive but me, i’ll even kill myself because i know you!! so loud, my head…”

“hm, that’s nice to know, sweetheart.”

“sweetheart…no, hush. you’re a bane, y/n. you never take me seriously…sweetheart, sweetheart, sweet heart, my love is sweet to them…”

“and don’t… and you a lie. now c’mon, the apples should be ripe to try.”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere botanist! who embraces you dotingly, tightly, and longingly, muffling a loud moan into your shirt. his knees were in a gelatinous state, buckling wildly to the point where his weight shifted on top of you. he shoved himself so deep into you to the point it was painful, as if he was forcing his way into what’s beneath your skin. his arousal wasn’t discreet either since he was ‘subtly’ grinding his hips into your leg like a mutt in heat …

“hnngh, y/n? i missed you so much, did you miss me too? please tell me you miss me, i need it…”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere botanist! with his face buried deep between your thighs, sucking and slurping you hungrily during your orgasms, seeing as his lips have not detached from you in a second. his own pants were stained with his own cum yet he hasn’t touched himself during the whole process, but solely examined your expressions as they contorted in pleasure and pain. his grasp around your thighs was hopeful and voracious. to think that someone like him would have such a hold, let alone coy look …

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry! it’ll be over soon, just one more for me, okay? just give me two more and i’ll love you harder…just five more…a few more than that, please?…sencha, you idiot…”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere botanist! who is easy to please pt. two. he’ll take whatever you would give him sexually, even if it’s for your sadistic pleasure. he completely understands since he wants to see you in every scenario, so it only turns him on immensely that you love him so much to do such. he just wants to be useful for you, thrusting his sticky hips against you, his cum could be felt through the confinements of his boxers, which was caused by you merely kissing him and caressing his body. he couldn’t even breathe when you touched him so generously …

“please please please tell me you love me again…it’s a bold request and i’m a little messy but i know you can… i just want your love forever and—mmph, floret! your face, just look at me, catch me with your eyes and tell me i’m yours…”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere botanist! who keeps his emotions limited to the best of his ability, but everything you do gets him so excited! the most ominous desires slip from his mouth instinctively, instinctively to the point where he doesn’t possess the mental awareness to apologize (which, again, you learned to inure) …

“i’ll skin all your friends in order to sew you a nice warm blanket to keep you comfy during the winter…”

“… that’s uh considerate, flower boy, but i’ll stick to the blankets you’ve bought me. they’re very warm, trust me.”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere botanist! who absolutely trashes his place when you’re gone for too long with little to no explanation. once you came through the door you were greeted by a frantic and apologetic male, his roseated cheeks stained with smeared tears, his hands pricked with bloody rose thorns after destroying his vases out of resentment, and his hair was tousled and a bit damp from sweat. it was hard to be mad despite you being concerned, and what’s worse is that he seemed to calm down immensely when his hands traveled up your shirt, his breathing shaky and irregular as the thorns dragged across your skin …

“take off your shirt. i need your touch, your love, your sweat, embrace me with everything you own… i need your skin infused with mine… we’ll become one big bud of blubbery love, blooming under each other’s needs! you have a heart, don’t you?! can you show me, please? show me that you miss me. tell me that you need me. i can’t take another moment without you!”

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