#sprouty sprout

[dufrau]

Lil sprouty checking in!

Glad to hear the biceps are pump’d. Let’s see them 🤤

🌱

Lol okay. Here you go. Just a casual sleeved Wednesday afternoon flex.

[pogueszn]

every time i see something cute from anyone under 3 i think of miss sprout maybank and resist the urge to send it to u

this is really sweet!

but as much as i love sprouty girl the sprout and baby sister pieces completely took over my inbox and it got to be super overwhelming despite enjoying the interactions with ppl who follow me on here

but hold on to them! maybe one day if i decide to commit to this blog again i’ll start taking them!

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

potato is love, potato is life- local hell woman gives potato to her angelic future wife

Charlie: “I don’t think I should be allowed to interact with women ever again.”

Husk: “Is this about Vaggie giggling over a fucking potato earlier-”

Charlie: “OH IT’S ABOUT THE POTATO ALL RIGHT! WHY THE FUCK DOES THE PHRASE ‘apple of my eye’ EVEN EXIST IN THE SAME UNIVERSE WHERE ‘earth apple’ IS ANOTHER WORD FOR POTATO??? WHY DO PEOPLE CALL THE STUPID SPROUTY THINGS ON POTATOES ‘eyes’????? CREATION IS STUPID! IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE!!”

Husk: “Did you fucking give her the potato.”

Charlie: (slumping) “I was trying to be romantic-!”

Husk: “Did you call HER your potato.”

Charlie: “THE POTATO OF MY HEART! The tuber of my root sprout!”

Husk: “Oh fuck. Shit, that’s. That’s terrible. You really shouldn’t fucking talk to women anymore.”

Charlie: (sobbing) “I WAS TRYING!!! TO BE SWEET!!!!!”

Angel Dust: “-hey gays m’kay, real fucked up question for ya both but- anyone know why Vag G-string is makin’ soppy doe eyes at an uncooked tater tot?”

Husk: “It’s because she’s almost as much of fucking fail loser as her girlfriend, is why.”

Charlie: (sniffs) “She. You think she likes it…?”

Angel Dust: “Charlie chip, she’s starin’ at the damn thing like it’s her first born child.”

Charlie: “Oh…”

Charlie: “…”

Charlie: “Unholy shit…. I am so GOOD with women-”

Husk: “No. No you’re fucking not. It’s just her.”

Charlie: “Well she’s the only one who counts so that’s perfect!”

Angel Dust: “Oh please don’ tell me you gave her the potato-”

Charlie: “BE RIGHT BACK IM GONNA GO GET HER ANOTHER ONE!!!”

Husk: “NO-!”

[trash-llama]

Sprout: a confession?

Brielle: Oh yes. If you think I'll be the Cassandra to your Don then you are in for a surprise.

Sprout: Oh?

Brielle: I'm much more of a Nina. See you around Sprouty.

Sprout: 😍😍😍😍

[cherryrainn]

the perfect pair {onceler x reader}

.17 ♡ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫 ♡

warning; s3lf harm, self-hatred, depression, mental health issues, etc, and A LOT OF ANGST!!

wattpad ver

song to play while reading if you’d like that i think matches this chapter

part before

as the soft morning light filled the room, you woke up and stretched, feeling refreshed. you noticed onceler lying peacefully beside you and couldn't help but smile at his calm expression. you gently brushed a strand of hair from his face before getting out of bed.

heading towards the balcony, something caught your eye, causing you to pause. on the floor, there was a large, strange-looking seed with a swirling pattern. it was placed there neatly, almost as if it was meant for you to find. curiosity sparked within you as you picked it up, examining its unique design in the soft purple light streaming through the window. you had never seen a seed like this before.

feeling a sense of wonder and possibility, you decided to plant the seed. after all, there were no more plants around, and you felt a deep desire to nurture this special seed. grabbing a random pot and some soil you found, you carefully placed the seed in the pot, gently patting the soil around it. with a watering can in hand, you watered the seed, watching as droplets of water settled on its surface.

placing the pot in front of the window, you took a step back, admiring your work. with a smile on your face, you eagerly awaited the day when the seed would sprout, bringing a touch of nature's wonder back into your world.

then you hear a groan behind you, you turned your attention to the noise to see onceler, who was slowly awakening from his slumber. his eyes fluttered open, and you couldn't help but smile at the sight of his drowsy yet endearing expression. "hey there, good morning, sleepyhead," you greeted him with a tender voice, filled with affection.

stretching his arms above his head, onceler yawned softly and returned your smile. "morning," he mumbled, his voice still laced with traces of sleepiness. he rubbed his eyes and sat up, his gaze meeting yours. "What's got you up so early?"

you walked over to him, the anticipation of the new day swirling in your heart. "come, look at this," you said, your voice filled with excitement. onceler raised an eyebrow curiously, intrigued by your enthusiasm. "i found a seed, i don't know what it's for... but it could be a start to something!"

his eyes widened with curiosity and wonder, matching the sparkle in your own. "a seed? where'd you find it?" he inquired, a mix of intrigue and anticipation in his voice.

"i just found it.." you pointed at the balcony "right there. it caught my eye, and i thought, why not give it a shot?" you replied.

onceler's eyes sparkled with excitement. "who knows what could sprout from that little thing? let's see what happens!"

you nodded, feeling a rush of anticipation. "exactly! i couldn't resist giving it a home in this pot."

days turned into weeks, and the seed remained a source of fascination for both of you. it became a daily routine to check on its progress, giggling at the thought of what might emerge from the soil.

in the evenings, you and onceler would sit by the pot, whispering sweet nothings to the seed. you'd come up with silly names for it, like sprouty mcsproutface or seedrick the magnificent, causing fits of laughter to fill the room.

sometimes, in moments of lightheartedness, you'd both pretend to be plants, swaying gently in the imaginary breeze. onceler would playfully mimic the sound of chirping birds while you pretended to absorb sunlight with exaggerated poses. these silly antics brought joy and laughter, reminding you both of the beauty in embracing childlike wonder.

on lazy afternoons, you'd find yourselves engaging in goofy dance-offs in the living room. the music would blast from the speakers as you twirled, spun, and giggled like a pair of carefree souls. onceler's moves were a blend of awkward and endearing, while you danced with unapologetic enthusiasm. the room echoed with laughter and the sound of your feet shuffling across the floor.

cooking together became an adventure of its own. you'd wear silly aprons onceler had made and mismatched chef hats. flour fights were insane, leaving both of you covered in a dusting of white. but, amidst the mess, you'd steal little kisses.

late nights were reserved for pillow fights and tickle wars. giggles echoed through the bedroom as you engaged in playful battles, the room filled with joyous shrieks and protests for mercy. you'd collapse on the bed, breathless from laughter, and snuggle close, cherishing the intimate moments of connection.

as time went on, the seed began to sprout, tiny green shoots breaking through the soil's surface. excitement grew exponentially, and you and onceler watched in awe as the seedling grew taller day by day. 

one day, as the sun gently kissed your face, you opened your eyes and beheld a sight that took your breath away. the seed had transformed into a pink fluffy looking thing.... like cotton candy.

you couldn't believe your eyes as you leaned closer, taking in its soft, sweet fragrance. the realization dawned upon you like a burst of sunlight. this was no ordinary plant; it was a truffula tree.

a mixture of panic and exhilaration surged through your veins. you couldn't contain your bubbling enthusiasm as you eagerly bounced onto onceler's still-drowsy form, causing him to jolt awake with a mix of confusion and shock.

his disoriented gaze darted around the room, searching for the source of the commotion. finally, his eyes settled on you, and a hint of resignation colored his expression. with a sigh, he leaned back, "y/n..."

a mischievous smile danced across your lips as you met his gaze. "onceler, you won't believe what happened," you teased, relishing the moment of anticipation.

his curiosity piqued, onceler's eyebrows furrowed in intrigue. "well, don't keep me waiting. what is it?" he asked, his voice tinged with a mixture of skepticism and genuine interest.

you took a deep breath, your eyes shining with excitement. "that random seed i found, the one i planted in the pot?" you began, pausing for effect. "it turned out to be a truffula seed!"

the world seemed to hold its breath as onceler's initial shock gave way to a surge of determination. in a flurry of motion, he scooped up the pot and sprinted outside with his feet out bare, his footsteps leaving a trail of anticipation in their wake.

under the open sky, onceler gently freed the truffula seed from its confining pot, his fingers caressing the delicate roots with reverence. his breath came in deep as he prepared to plant the seed in its rightful place—the earth. time seemed to slow as he knelt down, feeling the coolness of the soil against his palms.

he held his breath, almost holding the weight of the world in his hands, and then exhaled slowly, releasing a cascade of hope into the air.

looking up, onceler met your gaze, his eyes on fire with a newfound sense of purpose. the lines on his face softened, mirroring the warmth that spread from within. his voice, a blend of determination and tenderness, echoed through the air, carrying with it the weight of shared dedication.

"y/n, when the trees grow back, we're gonna stand as guardians!" he declared, sounding like a child. his voice carrying the weight of an unbreakable vow. his grip tightened around you, not in constraint, but in a shared embrace of a future yet to be realized.

you nodded, your heart swelling with love and admiration for the man before you. the gravity of his words settled upon your shoulders, blending with your own sense of purpose.

a gentle breeze danced through the air, carrying with it the whisper of nature's approval.

as you stood side by side, the truffula seed planted firmly in the ground, you both knew that the journey had only just begun. it would take time and unwavering dedication to restore what had been lost.

and so, hand in hand, you set out on this shared mission, a perfect piece of human and nature intertwined.

looks like we're done here, everyone! i had so much fun writing this and shoving some of my own problems in here hehe. your comments and everything were just the best!! 

[themistressdomme]

hi mommy!! i love ur blog, i touch myself to it all the time, so i wanted to send an ask <3 i was touching today, but i just wanna be told how to cum ☹️ if its ok can u help me please?

also could i be 🌱 anon? or sproutie if u ever wanna call me by a name <3

Hello my pretty little sproutie darling! That is such a cute name, I am swooning 🥰

Oh, my, do you now? Well, welcome, sweet sprout!

Mommy can definitely tell you how to cum 😈 But first, be a good girl for Mommy and tell me a little bit about what you like, okay?

My perfect little sproutie doll.

🌱

[sloppypears-ash-sg]

BFDI Family - Flower's family!

From (top) left: Blossom (Flower's mom), Sprouty (Flower's twin brother), Flower, and Petals (Flower's dad)

Sprouty is based on the BFDI RC "Flower's Brother." And Flower's parents are accepting of her. So is Sprouty! (Transfem Flow-Flow headcanon!)

Sprouty is named to avoid confusion with someone's OC, Sprout, here.

Assets!

[discordantdream]

So I have PCOS. One of my PCOS symptoms is that I have hirsutism, which can be defined as excessive male-like hair growth in a woman. For me in particular, I get hairs just under my chin in about a 2 inch by 2 inch spread. As I've aged it's gotten more pronounced. I started out plucking because it was maybe 10 hairs that would show up now and then. It is now far too many to pluck so I just shave every couple of days. I have joined the ranks of women who shave (much love to any woman who shaves, or any human whatsoever that identifies with this in any way, except terfs you can fuck right off), and honestly it doesn't bother me. It's just a thing my body does that I have no control over. I even now have opinions about razors, which I never really did in the past because shaving my legs was always a sometimes thing and is now a thing in the long past due to back problems. Sometimes if I forget to shave and I'm in public and someone is staring at my chin I get a little self conscious, but that has more to do with the fact that I have 0 self esteem and don't like anyone noticing anything about me. (Masks remain so great. Nobody can see that area when I'm wearing a mask AND I'm protecting myself and others from illness. Win fucking win.)

All that to say, I also have these rogue eyebrow hairs. It's like 3 of them. They like to blend in with the rest of my brows and then suddenly they're an inch long and sticking straight up.

This bothers me.

This bothers me so very much more than the fact that I grow a beard.

I can look in the mirror at my chin/neck and go 'Oh. I need to shave.' and deal with it and move on. But if I look in the mirror and see those sprouty fuckers in my eyebrow it just ruins my entire day after I pluck them and stare menacingly at them on the tweezers like that will stop them from returning.

And I won't even go into the very soft peach-fuzz texture hair (singular) that sprouts off my left jaw corner and grows to like 2 inches in length before I notice it because it's peach fuzz. WHY?

[aftonfamilyvalues]

wait... prof. Sprout is a guy? I thought it was the loud lady who showed the student how to uproot a mandrake. you know, Shouty Sprouty

she is a woman

[sleepdeprivedsprout]

sprouty sprout sprout i am SO SORRY for not responding to ur messages in the meesage app it is GLITCHING and it is NOT sending my chats omg i am genuinely so sorry FORGIVE ME 🥺

IT’S OKAY 😭

my fault anyway remember

I mentioned I was sorta forced to update to Google messages

then I was told “no go back” and it’s fucked up my messages since then too

I don’t have the delivered/read tags anymore so I get paranoid that my texts didn’ sent half the time lmao

IT’S OKAY SCHNOZZ MY FRIEND IT’S OKAY

[098ginseng]

LIST OF BRUSHES AND ASSETS I USE

I download and use way too many because i love to experiment so i need this post to just send to people whenever they ask (it's not all of them, just my favs i use often! I can fully recommend these!)

CLIP STUDIO ASSETS STORE:

[BRUSHES]

Artemus Pencil by artemus ID：1758182

Raz's roughy sketchy set by Razouru ID：1738915

SU-Cream Pencil by Yuriky ID: 1761353

d0ttie!tones brushes [v2] by crunchylemonades ID：2009110

lazy brush by am(魚) ID：1708873

Fill Set (塗りセット) by gyuukotu ID：1695210

textured pen by 右田 ID：1745651

Comic Ink Pen by 7greenTears ID：1970948

Sprouty Set by milkat-sprout ID：1999961

Various sets of rough pens by ×ェ× ID：1685949

T-marker Wind Brush Set by ×ェ× ID：1692034

Tentative G-pen (仮Gペン) by ゲスト_さん ID：2078420

[GRADIENT MAPS and AUTO ACTIONS]

nico gradation by にこすけ* ID：2082527

all possible gradient sets by desuzee and mzxmmz

C64 Set by fripp ID：1995930

Signography Map by PYOGO ID：1890686

Raiku RGB Shift by raikukitty ID：1751433

retro-pixel-game style by ㅂㄹㅅ ID：1828331

VHS action set by ustette ID：1785043

pixelated effect by samoyed-void ID：1863515

[MATERIALS and TEXTURES]

Ornament Ribbon Brushes by foervraengd ID：1727628

Zipper Fasteners by vitamin01 ID：1745144

multiple Distortion and Glitch brushes by tsiox

simple pattern by ゆたゃ ID：1905475

stars + decor by yanmuuuul ID：1829738

decor 2 by yanmuuuul ID：1834793

Necklaces and jewellery. by ayumioo ID：1782568

Diamond Variety Set by りゃん先生 ID：1926416

Halo Brushes by ꙳★*ﾟ ID：1764690

Decoration and winter by 知己夕子（hiyo） ID：1730733

Round Rivets by Takeliongawa ID：1978601

OTHER SOURCES:

BōrupenP - School Supply Brushes for CSP

DAUB | Pencils

free textures by @ swzydzn on twitter

Dawner’s CSP Brush Pack Vol. 6

Scale brushes by SeaSaltShrimp

when it comes to paint tool SAI i just have three super basic brushes and i constantly change their settings while drawing depending on what i need. extremely bad habit, don't do that lol

i use Clip Studio Paint PRO v.2, my starting canvas is always 4000 x 4000 px 300 dpi, and my tablet supports pen tilt, it may affect how some brushes look like

[dufrau]

I have the last night in London and feeling a bit sprouty!

🌱

And how exactly does one feel when they feel sprouty, praytell?

[geminiamethyst]

Skyline Gang: Fears (Sprout)

1shot stories list: click HERE

Fears Summary: click HERE

Trigger warning for implications of verbal, mental, and emotional abuse.

This was also inspired by a short that I’ve seen on YouTube.

“You’re coddling him.”

“It’s not coddling if he’s afraid of them. It’s okay, honey.”

“Son, hold out your hand. Just hold it out.”

“Dear!”

“He’s going to have to learn to not be childish!”

“He’s three years old! He’s allowed to be a child for goodness sake! We’re going to Carla’s trailer! You can’t do this to him!”

Sprout’s eyes snapped open. Why did he have to be disturbed? He was having a nice nap. After not having a good sleep the night before, he thought that it would be refreshing to have a nap for an hour or so. Then he had that nasty dream. Though, now that he thought about it, that wasn’t a dream, it was a memory. One of many that he’d be happy to trade for. At least he’s making better ones everyday since those bad times now. How long has he been asleep for? He’ll need to get up…

On the other hand, he can get away with sleeping for a little longer. Yeah! He can sleep a bit more! He can get away with that! If someone asks for him, he’ll just say that his alarm didn’t go off (even though he didn’t have an alarm).

Wait! What’s that?

Crawling on his arm?

Sprout’s eyes drifted to his arm that was outstretched on his pillow.

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“Excuse me.” She politely said as she walked up to Bud. Once he stood aside, she crossed over to the bed. To Bud and Rainbow, she was simply scooping up the spider into the glass and trapped it with the paper. To Sprout it was like he was witnessing her battling a dragon. “Safe and sound, mate.”

“Not until you get that thing out of the house!” Sprout shouted. He might have calmed down a little since the spider won’t touch him anymore. However, his heart was still like the wings of a hummingbird.

“Already on it.” Pip grinned confidently as she left the room. By this point, Misty joined in on the what was going on. She entered the house as Pip went back upstairs with the glass and paper. At first she thought that it was for an arts and crafts project or something. However, when Pip strolled out of Sprout’s room holding the glass and paper together, she got a little curious.

“What’s going on?” She asked with a sigh. What ridiculousness has Sprout come up with this time? This either going to make her roll her eyes or be a catalyst for her next plan of mischief making.

“Sprout’s arachnophobia kicked in upon seeing the specimen that Pip is escorting out of the house.” Bud explained quickly, almost going too fast to register what he was saying.

“English?” Misty grumbled.

“Don’t answer that!” Sprout retaliated. Bud willingly complied with that and before Misty could demand her request a second time, he gently shoved her away. It allowed Sprout to calm down on his own with Rainbow. He was tempted to go back to sleep again. However, his nerves were whizzing so much that his body might as well be a pinball machine. He might as well just get moving. Just quickly get dressed and get ready to do something in the Skyline. Just anything to take his mind off what happened.

“Sproutie, are you okay? You look very pale.” Candi asked when Sprout emerged from his room. Like Misty, she wasn’t in the house when Sprout found the spider. So she wasn’t aware of any of the drama.

“I’ll be alright…” Sprout tiredly responded. Why was he tired? Must be from the shock of that eight legged monster.

“Are you sure?” Candi asked, not quite believing his words. Sprout nodded. Just don’t think about it. Just don’t think about the spider, and everything will be just fine.

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Later on, Sprout had pretty much forgotten about the spider. And why shouldn’t he? He was having the time of his life in the Skyline. Playing games, pranking any of his friends or Redcoats, having a laugh with everyone. What else to make him feel better than having fun? He loved every second that he had here. He didn’t care if it drove Misty around the bend if she was unlucky enough to get caught in his sights. It was all just fun and games. No harm was meant to be done.

Such as the case when he was joking around with a group of kids. Hearing the laugh and get excited was the greatest thing for him to listen to. Music to his ears. He always enjoyed playing with the kids, it was just a great time for him. So when the kids suddenly started pointing behind him and shouting, he thought that it was a game that they were all playing with him.

“A what? What are you all talking about?” Sprout jokingly asked, turning around. He thought he saw a flash of something behind him, but assumed that it was another kid. He rolled his eyes at the group in front of him. However, when a kid let out a playful scream, he froze up. Something felt…off…was there something on him or something like that?! “What is that?”

“Spider! It’s on your hat!” A kid shouted, pointing right up at Sprout. Spider? No. This has to be a joke right? Sprout hesitantly reached up, already shaking. There can’t be a spider on him. He refuses to believe it. It’s just a joke. However, when his hands made contact with something on his hat that shouldn’t be there, he couldn’t stop his panicking. He let out a loud scream, the toy spider on him flying to the ground. The kids started laughing at him as he ran away. However, Sprout was far from a laughing mood.

“Candi!” He let out a loud desperate shout. He climbed up to grab on one of the pillars in the pavilion. Misty (who he realised was standing behind him that entire time) had picked up the toy spider, and started going towards him. “Get it away from me!”

Misty didn’t listen, she just chased after him, holding out the toy spider like there was nothing wrong. It didn’t matter if it was a toy or not. A toy spider is still a spider! It’s still horrifying to Sprout. Sprout ran away with Misty chasing after him. At least he can play it off as a game to the kids once he loses Misty. The last thing he wanted was to scare them.

However, Misty didn’t stop chasing him, no matter how much he begged. He kept shouting for Candi, but it was like she was nowhere to be seen. Maybe he can lose Misty in the men’s bathroom. She wouldn’t go that far to chase him, surely. The odds weren’t in his favour. He couldn’t find anywhere that he could go to hide. Instead, he was backed into a dead end. Misty meanwhile, despite painting heavily from the chase, was still holding out the toy towards him.

Nighttime…

Kind hold…

Cruel hand…

Spider deposited into a terrified, small hand…

“DAD! STOP! PLEASE!” Sprout screamed at the top of his lungs. His body automatically curled up into a tight ball, tears running down his face.

“Dad?” Misty repeated. She’s not his dad. Why did he say that?

“Misty!”

The fun and games have stopped with absolute certainty now. When Misty turned around, she spotted Candi and Bud running over to her and Sprout. Bud looked calm, but something told Misty that he was wearing a mask. Candi was extremely worried, which intensified once she saw Sprout on the ground. She rushed right past Misty, crouching down to her brother.

“Sprout, it’s okay.” She spoke softly as Sprout remained still. She cautiously wrapped her arms around him. She half expected him to push her away in a panic but he didn’t. “You’re alright.”

“Misty, take that arachnid away. Please!” Bud ordered, immediately catching sight of the toy in Misty’s hand.

“Okay…” Misty rolled her eyes. Bud was going to continue his scolding, but she took off running. Find her later. Sprout is a priority right now. Bud scanned the area. It was staff only and thankfully quiet. Honestly the less guests that see Sprout like this, the better. He was about ready to call out for Rainbow once he was back in the main body of the pavilion, but then stopped. The orange dog wasn’t in the Skyline at this current time. What a time for Pip to take Rainbow down for a stroll on the beach!

“Sprout? He’s fainted!” Candi shouted in alarm. Bud re-diverted his attention back to Candi. In her arms, Sprout was slumped over. All the blood had been drained from his face, which was smeared by green and white face paint from his tears. He was completely limp like a rag doll. It was easy to determine that he won’t be waking up anytime soon. At least he didn’t have any physical injuries.

“Stay calm.” Bud calmly advised, guiding Candi to take deep breathes. The last thing that was needed was her flying off into a panic too. “Stay with him, I’ll be right back.”

Candi responded with a nod before Bud departed from the siblings. He hoped to catch Misty but she was long gone. Focus. Get Sprout to a safer area, somewhere more comfortable and safe for him to wake up in. Bud scanned the pavilion and his brain sang a chorus of hallelujahs when he spotted who he was looking for.

“Dude, how strong are you?” He asked as he ran up to his blue friend.

“Pretty strong. Why?” Dude asked after being stunned for a moment.

“You might need to help us with some lifting.” Bud stated, grabbing ahold of Dude’s wrist.

“Why? Bud, what’s happened?” He asked as he was instantly dragged by Bud. Bud didn’t give him an answer. He just dragged Dude right back to where he left Candi and Sprout. Once they hit there, Dude immediately understood the situation. He ran over and knelt down in front of Candi. She was holding onto Sprout, who was still unconscious. She was barely holding herself together to keep from crying.

“Is he okay?” Dude asked. Now he can see why Bud was asking for him.

“Fainted from fright. We’ll explain later.” Bud stated. Fright? Why? What scared him? Focus. Get Sprout to a safer area. Quick.

“I’ve got him, Candi. I’ll be gentle, I promise.” Dude gently spoke, rubbing Candi’s back. She hesitated, not sure if it was a good idea to let Sprout go. However, he can’t stay here. Once she pulled away from Sprout, Dude gently lifted him up off the ground. Without another word, the three left the area.

A few minutes later, Sprout was lying down on his bed. Candi put herself in charge of looking after him. She occupied herself with cleaning away his make up. There was this gut feeling that after Misty’s “prank”, he wouldn’t want to go around other people for today. Candi honestly wouldn’t be too surprised if Sprout decided to shut himself in for a few days as a matter of fact, not even to go out in the garden for fresh air.

“Tell me what happened.” Dude demanded as he and Bud stood in the doorway of Sprout’s room.

“Misty scared Sprout with a toy spider.” Bud sighed, wishing that there was another way to explain this. His mind still can’t get rid of the sight of Sprout literally running for his life while Misty was chasing him. Same thing goes for how scared he sounded while he was shouting for help. “She chased him until he reached a dead end. He screamed at her just as Candi and I got her to leave him alone.”

Misty? What was she thinking? She loves pranking people, everyone always has to be on their toes around her. But scaring Sprout to the point where he passes out? That’s going too far this time around.

“Dude?” Candi suddenly piped up. She had temporarily departed from her spot next to Sprout for this. There was something deeply troubling her. If she kept it in any longer, she’ll burst like a balloon.

“What’s up?” Dude responded patiently.

“There’s something that Sprout screamed at Misty and I’m really, really worried about it.” Candi fidgeted.

“What did he say?” Dude asked again.

“He screamed “Dad, stop, please”. I think…” Candi muttered before looking at Bud for confirmation. He silently nodded, also recalling that horrible scream. Dude was confused for a minute. His dad? That didn’t sound right. What did Sprout mean? If his dad wasn’t a good one, Candi would’ve said something too, since-

Wait…

“That’s right. I can’t believe I forgot; your family adopted Sprout after he was abandoned.” Dude sighed, kicking himself for not remembering such an important memory for the Gang. It was the saddest turned happiest moment in Sprout’s life. He was happily dancing around the house when he and Candi delivered the news of his new found family. How could Dude forget something so special? Not to mention, Sprout had mentioned his biological dad before, more than once. How could anybody forget about someone like that?

“That’s right. I think that his fear has something to do with his dad. The mean one, I mean.” Candi concluded, shoulders tensing up from pent up anger. Stay calm. Think of pink and puppies. Pink puppies! That’s actually a nice thought to have!

“It’s possible.” Bud muttered, rubbing his chin a little. “From what Sprout has told us before, it was verbal, mental and emotional abuse that he’s suffered from. It wouldn’t surprise me if what Candi said is true.”

“I’m not usually one for starting a fight, but if I ever meet Sprout’s biological dad, I’d give him a good punch.” Dude grumbled, crossing his arms.

“Violence is never the answer Dude.” Bud reprimanded. He knew that Dude wasn’t being serious about what he said, but still felt the need to say something.

“I know, I know. I just needed to say it before I do or say something worse that I’ll end up regretting.” Dude sighed. Why did he need to say it out loud again?

“I understand.” Bud reasoned.

“I’m surprised that you’re so calm, Bud.” Candi observed, curiously tilting her head like a cat.

“On the outside I am. But on the inside, I’m the equivalent of an erupting volcano.” Bud stated, crossing his arms. Candi tilted her head even more, a little confused.

“He’s angry.” Dude bluntly explained. It caused Candi’s face to light up a little in realisation.

“Might as well be Mount Vesuvius at the time of its last eruption.” Bud sighed heavily. This whole situation was just not pleasant to know and/or witness. As if to break the tension, the front door opened and closed with a slight bang. Dude quickly went to investigate. If it’s Mimi, that’s okay. If it’s Pip bringing Rainbow back from their walk, that’s even better. Rainbow could help support Sprout emotionally once he wakes up. However, instead of either of the three, Misty was downstairs instead. She looked like she was going to sneak into another room without being caught. However, she didn’t notice that she was caught already.

“Misty. Come here.” Dude ordered. Misty froze to the spot for a second. Once she realised that it was Dude calling for her, she had an inkling as to what it was about. As she agonisingly went slowly up the stairs, Bud and Candi went back into Sprout’s room to keep an eye on him. Better leave Dude to handle this anyway.

“How’s Sprout?” Misty asked. She didn’t look but she did actually feel a little guilty about the whole thing.

“Currently unconscious. He’d fainted.” Dude said. Stay calm. Just don’t lose his composure right now.

“Then he should be fine.” Misty shrugged. Sprout’s just sleeping. He’ll be fine when he wakes up.

“Misty!” Dude was aghast. How can Misty not see how serious this is?! That’s it! He’s putting his foot down properly this time around. Before Misty could push him away, he grabbed the strapped of her dungarees and started dragging her to his room. Candi and Bud didn’t need to hear this conversation. “Come with me.”

“Hey! Let go!” Misty protested, trying to pull away. However, Dude was much stronger than her. Once they were in his room, he slammed the door closed. She tried to make a break for it, but her way out was blocked.

“We’ve told you before that phobias aren’t something to joke about.” Dude immediately cut to the chase. “You yourself have one, and you don’t see us making fun of you for it.”

“Sprout’s fear is ridiculous!” Misty scoffed, hands on her hips. “They’re spiders! They’re harmless! He doesn’t need to be afraid of something that is harmless!”

“¡Por el amor de Dios, Misty!” Dude sighed in irritation. Misty suppressed a flinch. While Dude doesn’t do it often, she knows that when the Spanish comes out, that’s when he is starting to reach one of rare his breaking points. “It doesn’t matter if the spiders in this country are harmless or not. Sprout is deathly afraid of them! Why did you scare him half to death?”

“I knew that he didn’t like spiders.” Misty shrugged carelessly. “So I thought that it would be a funny joke.”

“That’s crossing the line of being a joke Misty.” Dude seethed, trying his best to hold back from saying something that he might end up regretting, even if the words were to be in Spanish. “You literally backed him into a corner from what I’ve heard. You have no idea what could’ve happened if Bud and Candi hadn’t intervened. For all you know, he could’ve hit his head. He could be in the hospital right now. According to Candi and Bud, it was a miracle that he fainted while he was sitting down. You scared him enough to have a flashback to his abuser.”

“Abuser?” Misty echoed. Whether she knew it or not, all the colour drained from her face.

“His biological father. You know about him.” Dude gently reminded.

“I…I almost forgot about him.” Misty spoke out loud without meaning to. So that’s why Sprout screamed “Dad” at her. She recalled the news that she received when she was told that he was going to join Candi’s family. She was quite upset about it since she’ll be living with Candi too. Being stuck with Sprout more than she already was is bad enough. However, when she heard the reason behind it all, she actually felt a small trace of pity for him. “Sprout and Candi have clicked so well as siblings that they may as well be blood related.”

Dude won’t scold her for forgetting. That would make him a hypocrite since he fell down the same rabbit hole. However, that doesn’t excuse her behaviour. Just lay down the punishment before Dude is somehow moved from what he had in mind.

“How many of those spiders do you have?” He asked, hands on his hips.

“Lost count.” Misty muttered after attempting to count with her fingers.

“I’m confiscating them. All of them.” Dude said, bracing himself for her tantrum.

“What?! Until when?!” She shrieked, stamping her feet like a toddler.

“Until I say so. And once you’ve apologised to Sprout.” Dude ordered, standing firm. Misty opened her mouth, wanting to scream her protests at him. However, she had a feeling that he won’t back down from this issue.

“How do you say “fine” in Spanish?” She finally asked.

“Bein.” Dude said. A little of the blue, but he had a feeling as to why she asked.

“¡Bein!” Misty repeated with ferocity. She pushed Dude out of her way and went to her room like a storm cloud. Well that left a bitter taste in Dude’s mouth. Truth be told, he hated telling anybody off, not just Misty. It was one of the things that he never liked doing as the leader. But if he’s going to at least try to get Misty to behave, then he’s going to have to learn to step up.

“How did it go?” Bud asked as Dude exited his room.

“As well as you’d expect. How’s Sprout?” Dude asked back.

“He’s just woken up.” Bud said, gesturing to the joker in question. Best news that Dude has heard for the past fifteen minutes. He observed Sprout as he was now sitting up in his bed, a little slumped in his posture. In his shaking hands was a chilled water bottle that he was taking small sips from. Candi was rubbing his back as soothingly as she could. Might be a good idea to let him have the day off. After the fright he had, he might not want to be around crowds for the rest of the day.

“Hey Sprout. How are you feeling?” Dude asked, carefully stepping into Sprout’s room. Honestly it was like playing a reverse version of the floor is lava with the amount of mess that Sprout had scattered around. He can scold the joker about it later. The last thing he wanted was to be told off as well.

“A little dizzy…” Sprout muttered, placing the water bottle on his bedside table. “Candi just told me that you carried me here. Thanks. And thanks to you and Candi, Bud. For stepping in.”

“You’re welcome.” Bud smiled a little.

“My only complaint…” Sprout suddenly said, becoming a little serious. Everyone else expected him to make a joke out the situation like he normally would. However, they were met with surprising words of advice instead. “When someone is unconscious, you turn them on their side. Don’t have them lying on their back otherwise there will be a risk of them swallowing their tongue.”

“I’ll remember that for next time. You really know your first aid.” Dude grinned after overcoming his own astonishment.

“Perks of growing up in a circus.” Sprout smiled back. However, his smile faded as he remembered what happened to him before his world went black in that room. “What’s happened with Misty?”

“Grounded. I’m taking away all those spiders that she has. She won’t be scaring you with them for a while.” Dude grumbled, wondering if he should quickly check on Misty. There was one of two possible outcomes: she’s either packing up all her spiders like he asked her too, or she had escaped out of her bedroom window. Either way, he’s taking those spiders. Sprout meanwhile looked horrified. By the sound of it, Misty had more than one of those horrible toy spiders. She’s going to scare him to death again, he knows it. Dude immediately took in the pale look on Sprout’s face and sat down on the bed beside him. “Sprout, are you okay?”

Tears suddenly started leaking from Sprout’s eyes again as he started to shake. Eight legs, eight eyes, webs…just keep it all away from him. After two scares already, he can’t handle another one this soon. He’ll literally have a heart attack! It’ll be just like back then! Before he met the others and gained his sister and new family!

“Oh Sprout.” Candi whispered, wrapping her arms around Sprout. He melted into the hug, sobbing his heart out.

“Sprout listen to me.” Dude gently said, rubbing Sprout’s shoulder. Puffy eyes met his, wondering what was going to be said next. “Whatever happened between you and your dad, that no longer matters. You’re safe, and you have a family that loves you. And I don’t just mean Candi. We’re all family here.”

Sprout had a bittersweet smile on his face. He pulled Dude into the hug as well, as if he was hugging an older brother. Bud awkwardly joined in by rubbing Sprout’s back. Sprout relaxed even further into the group hug. This was nice. Really nice. Suddenly all the scares that he endured seemed to have been forgotten. Just enjoy this time that he has with this dysfunctional family while he can. It’s just another precious core memory that he can have to replace the bad ones.

Arachnophobia- fear of spiders

Artwork was done by me.

This is genuinely the one that I feel most bad for writing because I also have a fear of spiders. Just not as extreme as I’ve written here. Sorry Sprout.

[radhyaa38]

Potato Storage Containers: A Buyer’s Guide

Keeping potatoes fresh and preventing them from spoiling can be a challenge, especially if you don’t have the right storage solutions. In this comprehensive guide, we will explore the best potato storage containers available and provide you with detailed tips to ensure your potatoes remain in optimal condition for as long as possible. Whether you’re a home cook, a culinary enthusiast, or someone who buys potatoes in bulk, having the right storage can make all the difference.

Why Proper Potato Storage is Essential

Potatoes are a staple in many households, offering versatility and nutrition. However, improper storage can lead to sprouting, rotting, and a significant loss of flavor and nutrients. The right potato storage container can help maintain the ideal temperature and humidity levels, which are crucial for keeping potatoes fresh. Proper storage also prevents exposure to light, which can cause potatoes to turn green and produce solanine, a toxic compound that can be harmful if consumed in large quantities.

Types of Potato Storage Containers

Wooden CratesWooden crates are a traditional and highly effective option for potato storage. They provide excellent ventilation, which is essential to prevent moisture buildup and rot. These crates are sturdy and can be stacked, making them ideal for those with limited space. Additionally, wooden crates can be repurposed for other storage needs, adding to their practicality.

Mesh BagsMesh bags are another excellent option for storing potatoes. They allow for superior airflow, which helps keep the potatoes dry and reduces the risk of mold. Mesh bags are lightweight, easy to move, and can be hung in a pantry or basement. Their flexibility makes them a convenient choice for everyday use, especially if you prefer to buy smaller quantities of potatoes.

Ceramic Storage PotsCeramic storage pots not only add an attractive element to your kitchen but also provide a dark and cool environment for potatoes. These pots often come with small ventilation holes to ensure proper air circulation, preventing moisture buildup and spoilage. Ceramic pots are durable and can be used for storing other vegetables as well, making them a versatile addition to your kitchen.

Plastic Bins with VentilationPlastic bins with ventilation holes are practical for storing larger quantities of potatoes. These bins are durable, easy to clean, and can be conveniently stored in a pantry or basement. The ventilation holes ensure that the potatoes stay dry and fresh, preventing mold and rot. Plastic bins are also stackable, helping you maximize storage space.

Burlap SacksBurlap sacks are a time-tested storage solution for potatoes. They are breathable and help keep the potatoes dry. Burlap sacks can be easily hung in a cool, dark place, making them a versatile option for potato storage. Additionally, burlap sacks are eco-friendly and can be reused for other purposes.

Tips for Storing Potatoes in Containers

Keep Them Cool and DarkStore potatoes in a cool, dark place, ideally between 45-50°F (7-10°C). Avoid exposing them to light as it can cause the potatoes to turn green and develop a bitter taste due to the production of solanine. Basements and cellars are ideal locations for storing potatoes, as they often maintain a consistent cool temperature.

Ensure Proper VentilationProper airflow is crucial to prevent moisture buildup and mold. Choose containers that allow for good ventilation to keep the potatoes dry and fresh. Avoid sealing potatoes in airtight containers as this can trap moisture and lead to spoilage.

Avoid Washing Before StoringWashing potatoes before storing them can add moisture, which can lead to rotting. Instead, brush off any excess dirt and wash them just before use. If the potatoes are particularly dirty, allow them to dry thoroughly before placing them in storage containers.

Check RegularlyRegularly check your stored potatoes for any signs of spoilage. Remove any sprouting, soft, or rotten potatoes to prevent them from affecting the rest. Sprouted potatoes can still be used if the sprouts are removed, but they should be used quickly to avoid further deterioration.

Store Away from Other ProducePotatoes should be stored away from onions and other produce that can release ethylene gas, causing them to spoil faster. Keeping potatoes separate from other fruits and vegetables will help maintain their freshness and prevent cross-contamination.

How to Choose the Right Potato Storage Container for Your Needs

Choosing the right potato storage container depends on your specific needs and kitchen setup. Here are some considerations to help you decide:

Quantity of Potatoes: If you have a large family and buy potatoes in bulk, a plastic bin with ventilation or a wooden crate might be the best option. For those with smaller kitchens or who buy potatoes less frequently, a ceramic storage pot or mesh bag could be more practical.

Storage Space: Consider the amount of space you have available. Stackable options like wooden crates or plastic bins can help maximize limited storage areas.

Aesthetic Preferences: If you prefer storage solutions that also enhance your kitchen decor, ceramic storage pots are an excellent choice. They come in various designs and can add a decorative touch to your kitchen.

Eco-Friendliness: For those who prioritize environmentally friendly options, burlap sacks or wooden crates made from sustainable materials are great choices. These options are not only effective but also reduce your environmental footprint.

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Benefits of Using High-Quality Potato Storage Containers

Investing in high-quality potato storage containers offers several benefits:

Extended Freshness: Proper storage containers help keep potatoes fresh for longer by maintaining the right temperature and humidity levels. This is particularly important for preserving the nutritional value and flavor of the potatoes.

Reduced Waste: By preventing spoilage, you can reduce food waste and save money in the long run. This is especially beneficial for households that frequently use potatoes in their meals.

Convenience: High-quality containers are designed for ease of use, making it easier to access and organize your potatoes. They often feature user-friendly designs that make storing and retrieving potatoes hassle-free.

Aesthetic Appeal: Many storage containers, such as ceramic pots, can add a decorative touch to your kitchen while providing practical storage solutions. They come in various styles and colors, allowing you to choose one that complements your kitchen decor.

Versatility: Some storage containers, like burlap sacks and mesh bags, can be used for storing other vegetables and produce, offering versatility and additional value.

Conclusion

Choosing the right potato storage containers is essential for keeping your potatoes fresh and preventing spoilage. By selecting the appropriate storage solution, you can ensure your potatoes remain in optimal condition, reducing waste and enhancing your culinary experience. Whether you prefer wooden crates, mesh bags, ceramic pots, plastic bins, or burlap sacks, each option offers unique benefits to suit your needs.

To explore a range of high-quality potato storage containers, visit Radhyaa. Make sure your kitchen is equipped with the best storage solutions to keep your potatoes fresh and flavorful for all your cooking needs. Shop now and enhance your kitchen storage today!

[trash-llama]

Sprout gets a drink to help him forget the cute townie when he hears a familiar voice.

Peach: Sprouty?

Sprout: Peach!? What are you doing in this neighborhood?

Peach: The Watcher took out the regions mod. I roam freely now.

Sprout: Oh! So... ?

Peach: ...closet?

[pogueszn]

are u up for writing more sprouty girl and baby boy maybank??🫶🏻❤️

hi lovely! first and foremost, i really really appreciate you asking!!!

and on one hand i do miss the engagement of talking about miss sprout and how everyone seemed to love her so much but on the other hand i know most likely i'll open a floodgate of sprouty asks and feel overwhelmed by how many i have, like the majority of my inbox is still sprout related lol!

so as of right now i have to sadly say no but maybe in the future! when i'm a little more comfortable in my ability to not fall off the grid and write regularly so maybe check back in again in a few months! <3

but once again thank you for asking!