#natural sponge

[allthingssoulful-garden]

Dried luffas ready to be peeled.

[herpsandbirds]

Stove Pipe Sponge (Aplysina archeri), family Aplysinidae, Bahamas

photograph by Julia Sumerling

[vintagehomecollection]

Bathrooms, 1996

[vintagewildlife]

Sea sponge (Haliclona tubifera) By: Stephan Myers From: Natural History Magazine 1984

[danielslaw]

DANIEL LARUSSO AND ROBBY KEENE watching, learning, executing.

[colorsoutofearth]

Yellow tube sponge (Aplysina fistularis)

Photo by Alex Mustard

[general-cyno]

trying my hand at some post timeskip zolu (somewhere in the aftermath of fish man island's main events) and ugh. I love them so much they're so fun to write

[mycoblogg]

can you do a morel for fotd?

FOTD #090 : true morel! (morchella esculenta)

the true morel (AKA common morel, morel, yellow morel, morel mushroom, & sponge morel) is a species of fungus in the family morchellaceae. they are found on the ground in a variety of habitats, & have been spotted in north america, brazil & bulgaria so far, but is likely more widespread.

the big question : can i bite it?? yes !! morels are edible & highly sought after. just be sure you are not allergic before ingesting them.

m. esculenta description :

"the cap is pale brownish cream, yellow to tan or pale brown to greyish brown. the edges of the ridges are usually lighter than the pits, & somewhat oval in outline, sometimes bluntly cone-shaped with a rounded top or more elongate. caps are hollow, attached to the stem at the lower edge, & typically about 2–7 centimetres (1–3 inches) broad by 2–10 cm (1–4 in) tall. the flesh is brittle. the stem is white to pallid or pale yellow, hollow, & straight or with a club-shaped or bulbous base. it is finely granular overall, somewhat ridged, generally about 2–9 cm (1–3+1⁄2 in) long by 2–5 cm (1–2 in) thick. in age it may have brownish stains near the base."

[images : source & source] [fungus description : source]

[littletaco69]

The gangs all here😜

Freeeeee!

[allthingssoulful-garden]

I grew two luffa varieties this year. Curious to see which one is easier to peel.

[optiwashere]

for the prompts, B-8. hit us with the good shit, boss

I'm just gonna make this one Asheera/Shadowheart since you didn't specify a pairing! Thanks for sending this one in 💜

You can send a prompt from this list + a ship or platonic pair, and I'll write a ficlet!

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B8. Non-sexual assisted bathing due to injuries/sickness (feat. my personal annoyances with healing magic being a cure-all)

"If you try to do this yourself one more time," said Shadowheart, annoyance sharp on her tongue, "I swear I'll have to keep you locked in the room."

Asheera groaned, tapping one of her tusks against the top row of her teeth in frustration. Everything about this situation was wrong. Her arm had been broken so badly while trying to build a barn next to their cottage that it would take a few days of continuous healing spells to ensure everything mended properly, and her broken leg was only given enough magic to ease the pain.

It would only be another week of this steady convalescence by Shadowheart's estimation. A fully concentrated heal spell ran the risk of fusing her arm in a static position, rendering it completely useless. The risk was even greater with her leg.

All in all, she felt completely and totally useless. She wanted to ease the burden from Shadowheart by at least bathing herself.

"I have one good hand, and I'm already in here," Asheera complained. "You can go relax. It's all right."

"All right? You could have fallen. You could have twisted your arm and ruined any chance of healing you have left." Shadowheart grimaced and soaked a sponge in the bath's warm waters.

"It's fine. I'll be fine, love."

"You and I both know that you'll be even more upset if you wind up unable to use your arm without a trip to a better healer than me. One that would have to regenerate it for you."

"It's all right, I can do this myself now. Go rest."

Shadowheart slumped on the chair next to the tub. Their little washing room beside their bedroom smelled faintly of lilacs that Shadowheart had recently planted in the garden, a perfume she carried on her hands and clothes most days. But that sweet Spring smell couldn't mask the obvious hurt on her face that Asheera saw.

"Why won't you let me do this?" asked Shadowheart.

"It's not like that—"

"You're allowed to help me free myself from the Dark Lady, yet I can't help you with this?"

Asheera reached out with her good arm, laying her hand over Shadowheart's now soaked by the sponge. She said, "You're helping me by healing me."

Her voice gentler then, Shadowheart whispered in the quiet room, "My love, I want you to know that I care for you like you care for me. Please, let me do this."

That admission struck Asheera harder than the fallen beam had when it crushed her arm. Shadowheart's distant look hurt more than her leg when it woke her at night. She gripped Shadowheart's hand and pulled it towards her, letting the soapy water cascade down her forearm. A layer of protective energy stopped her sling and splint from getting wet.

Asheera sat back in the metal tub and tried to catch Shadowheart's gaze when it wandered and eventually fell upon her. She waited a moment, saying nothing. Then, she nodded.

Shadowheart took her time with the soap and sponge and carefully washed away the grime that came from lying in bed for most of the day. A few muscles were tense from all that lazing, and Shadowheart massaged the knotting out with minor magic and deft hands.

It took far longer than a bath should have because Asheera muttered praises and thanks over and over. Over and over, she asked Shadowheart to work a strained muscle. Over and over, she reminded Shadowheart that this was not a one-sided love.

Finally, she asked Shadowheart if she would help her out of the bath.

Shadowheart offered her arm without a word.

[herpsandbirds]

Bristled Sponge Crab, Austrodromidia octodentata, family Dromiidae, South Australia

Photograph by Steve Johns

[tiny-glued-things]

Miniature glass sponge specimen in a cloche (1:24 scale)

(Venus' flower basket, Euplectella aspergillum)

[vintagewildlife]

Skeleton of a sea sponge By: Unknown photographer From: Natural History Magazine 1962

[gravitywasneveranoption]

Comfy Cuddler Oshawott

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