and plants everywhere

could you imagine The Enterprise having like a yearly inspection and Kirk bugs out every time because the best running ship in the fleet certainly doesn’t become so because they follow the rules. He has to remind the crew a week in advance to actually call him Captain and use formal titles. Bones and Scotty’s shared bathroom which is one hundred percent a liquor cabinet/distillery cannot be a thing. Sulu has to collect all of his plants out of everywhere that’s not the Botany Labs and hide the illegal ones he picked up during their journey in his quarters. Scotty has to remove all of his Scotty-Approved-Modifications from Engineering. Spock can’t work four shifts in a row and break the ensigns that challenge him in the gym to sparring matches. Bones can’t medically offer alcohol to anybody. Uhura needs to not curse every ten minutes, in any language. Chekov needs to focus more on his console and less on every pair of legs walking by his station. 

my dream future apartment

- potted plants everywhere
- I’ll give them cute names
- soft color scheme
- flowers!!
- an animal friend! maybe a cute cat :)
- big windows for sunlight! maybe a balcony too? for watching sunrises/sunsets/the moon?
- friends can help me decorate!
- soft cushions and pillows!!!! cozy!
- maybe on a high storey so there’s a pretty view of the city lights at night
- chill music playing at all times
- lots of snacks in the pantry
- baking desserts every week and inviting friends over often

Soulmates (AU) Part 2

Pairing: Harry and Y/N

Word Count: 2677

Prompt (AU) : Harry took his anger out in sex-and you weren’t supposed to do that. He would go to the bar and find others just as terrible and lonely as him, drink, and then sink his sorrows into anything with breast and a hole were to put it. Niall always rolled his eyes the next morning and say to Harry “you’re a proper dick, yeh know that right?”, to which Harry would lift his middle finger up and respond with, “if soulmates are real she would love me anyhow.”

“Harry when you meet her your life will change,” Anne says, handing him a cup of tea.

Harry rolls his eyes, “I don’t care to meet her. It’s all bullshit,” Harry grumbles.

Part One


There were very few things that bugged Y/N in life. Y/N hated when people didn’t use their turn signals when driving, or when people walked too slow in front of her, or when people rolled their eyes or stared at her, but she absolutely loathed when people wouldn’t respect her choice and try and force her to talk. It was clear, crystal clear, that she wasn’t much of a talker, and yes or no questions where the good route to go, but when people edged her on she got upset.

For example, Harry just couldn’t wrap his mind around how his other half would not utter a single word to him. Y/N had written down on a whiteboard that she was ‘mute’ and would really prefer if Harry stayed away from the label. She explained that even though he was her soulmate (and she would love to be open with him) talking just didn’t seem like something she was ready for.

She watched as Harry rolled his eyes, crossing his arms, and frowned. She could feel his annoyance (literally) and she wanted to stub her toe on the table just to tick him off, but she felt like it was rude and she didn’t want to put herself through the pain as well.

“So like what? I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life with someone who won’t talk to me?” Harry asked, his eyes on her as she walks down the hallway of her apartment complex.

Y/N shrugs, ‘learn asl,’ she signs.

“The fuck does that mean?” Harry spat.

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Witches, TAKE A LOOK AT THIS LIST!!

As witches, we have plants everywhere… dried herbs, or growing houseplants.  As children of nature we adore plants and house plants. However, be especially careful what you’re exposing your beloved familiar to.  Housecats do not have the same instincts as feral cats on what plants to stay away from.  

Most cats just LOVE plants - they’ll dig in them, tip them over, go potty in them, and often times, eat them or use the leaves to clean their teeth.  MAKE SURE THEY ARE NOT HAVING ACCESS TO TOXIC PLANTS.  


Keeping Pets Safe:

1)  Put those plants up high (really high…)

2) Spray them down with sour tasting vinegar or insecticidal soup that is safe for animals

3) Put pinecones in the pot. Pets hate pointy things

4)  Don’t buy them.  If you are not sure you can keep your pet away from toxic plants, just don’t buy them.  There are PLENTY of plants/herbs we can have and use instead.

5) Keep the plants outside (if you have an indoor cat) or put the plants in a room that remains off limits to Kitty.

Peridot, and Nurturing

(Or, bellsingur re-examines her unconscious beliefs)

SO through a quick skim of Ao3 College AU, I found that a majority of people would headcanon Peridot as a Engineering Major (Electrical, Biological, Mechanical, etc), and to a lesser extent, a Computer Science Major. 

Makes sense. When we first see Peridot, she’s got all these cool tech things. She has cool artificial limbs. She does cool tech things. She builds and fixes things.

So most of us immediately categorize her as a typical science and math minded nerd. Peridot’s smart, she’s logical and analytical, she’s a technician. 

The more we know about her, like once we find out she’s a Kindergartener, we modify our perception of her a bit, but it remains the mostly the same. 

(Assuming everyone had the same thought process as me, sorry)

But here’s the thing: Though Peridot might be good at, yeah, engineering and technology, it seems her passion is nurturing things. Nurturing life, making gems, planting. She relates her job as a Kindergartener to farming, probably in that it both requires growing things. 

She would actually likely be an Agricultural Sciences major (imagine her social media full of farming memes lol), maybe even Obstetrics or Child Development Psychology. 

And I love that. 

When we think of nurturing, we think of children and mothering and all these soft and gentle emotions. Characteristics like kind and affectionate. We think of Rose and Steven (plant superpowers too), of Pearl. Delicate and more on the feminine side of things. When we think of plant-lovers, they’re loving of all life and caring. Balls of sunshine. 

Peridot…is not. She’s brash and arrogant, she’s all logic and rationality, she’s grumpy, she seems to tend towards the more hard science side of things. When I - shallowly, without much consideration - think of her as a Child Development Psychologist, it’s like…will she act just like the kids, or will she make them cry? She’s not maternal, she’s not feminine in the way we think of Pearl and Rose, say. (Again, assuming most everyone fell into the same mental trap I did).

Tvtropes lists this trope for Peridot:

But the actual trope name is Caring Gardener

Yet.

Peridot is nothing if not a very serious and hard worker. She’s determined and she takes lots of pride in her job and doing it right. She was very committed to the Kindergartens, which she once saw as the generator of life. She cultivates a whole plot of farmland and those plants look very healthy and fresh. She wants to protect all life to the point of defecting her Homeworld. 

I’ve gotten used to plants everywhere. Bugs and breeze and sunshine…

The definition of ‘nurturing’ is just: “care for and encourage the growth or development of”. Peridot might not act in the image of what we think ‘caring’ looks like (but that might speak deeper about how we as a society views acceptable expressions of ‘caring’), but she’s exactly that. Caring and encouraging of growth. A nurturer. And a good, dedicated one at that. 

She’s the true mom of the show. 

I feel victim to a lot of stereotypes, ones indirectly, but at its one of its cores, about gender roles and traits. I thought ‘logical and calculating’ = technology and hard sciences, masculine, and in the opposite side of things, ‘emotions and caring’ = caregiving and soft sciences, feminine. “Haha, Peridot is a Kindergartener, what a silly name; Peridot is a farmer, what a weird hobby. Haha, Peridot is a mechanic, not a midwife.”

She’s both. That’s who she is, all that and more, a complex individual with distinct personality, worldview, hobbies, passions, that needn’t to align with the categories we construct in our minds. 

Thank you, Steven Universe, and Rebecca Sugar, for exploring the possibilities. 

someone come talk urban fantasy to me

  • street illusionists making beautiful forests in the middle of the city
  • ethically questionable luck and love charms (there’s some argument as to whether all of them should be banned or just the ones that fake full love rather than the ones that bring about consideration)
  • dwarves running the metro and the underground tunnels better than any human
  • elves living right on top of skyscrapers and planting trees everywhere and just glaring down human officials who tell them it’s a safety hazard like it is a safety hazard to point that chainsaw at my trees don’t u dare
  • teenage mages being sick of accidentally frying the circuits in their phones when they get mood swings
  • earth elementals being horrified at cut flower arrangements and growing the flowers into patterns that encourage particular types of sprites
  • cupids who don’t understand modern love as well as they think they do and getting shouted at by human friends when they hit one-night-stands or platonic friends with arrows
  • cupids then working rlly rlly hard to make platonic affection arrows and proudly showing them off
  • faries living in alleyways making careful safe spaces with farie magic for homeless or anyone in crappy situations,

URBAN FANTASY

anonymous asked:

Your new fic is so wonderful! I love the mystical and magical elements of it. I just love that kind of thing and the fact that it’s a Voltron AU makes it even better! 💗 I had one question that’s been making me wonder though! What would Lance’s reaction have been to seeing Keith’s store burnt as it was, knowing it was because he had broken Keith’s heart and gave him a panic attack? I imagine loving comforting apology with soft, intimate kisses, but~! I’d rather here it from the source! 🔮✨

i hope enough people have read the fic by now that this ask and reply won’t be a spoiler, but if not, please keep scrolling! i kind of think the only way to really show this kind of reaction to a major moment would be to write it out, so here’s a brief snippet of lance reacting to seeing the shop again. under the cut bc it’s a bit long:

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  • Me: hi I'm asexual
  • Person: so...are you like plantsexual? Like you like plants?
  • Me: um...no...wha-
  • *pictures of plants spill out of my jacket*
  • Me, shoving the pictures into my bag: sorry... I have to go...um...
  • *runs away with my plant pictures flying everywhere*

the way that biologists pretend that plants don’t exist as a relevant biological system is so strange to me?

like plant biology is it’s own completely separate field from mainstream biology and you’ll be hard pressed to find a plant biologist in a general biology department but like plants are everywhere? and also actually very important to human civilization unlike, say, c. elegans or whatever weird invertebrate we’ve collectively decided is the next big model system

like you can’t convince me that one of the (many) reasons my bitter biology mom barbara mcclintock was ignored for so long was the fact that she worked in corn and people were like ‘well whatever she found, these so called “””transposons””” or whatever, aren’t actually relevant because like, who gives a shit about plants, am i right? now lets get back to counting the number of cells in this worm boys’

anyways plants are great and we should respect plant biologists more probably