#sugar peas

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Del Monte Foods, 1947

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Can Dogs Eat Sugar Snap Peas? Everything You Need To Know

Can dogs eat sugar snap peas? Yes, they can. Sugar snap peas also known as snap peas are a delightful and nutritious vegetable that belongs to the legume family. These crunchy and succulent pods are a popular choice among humans and gardeners. With their vibrant green color, crisp texture, and sweet flavor, sugar snap peas make a perfect addition to salads, stir-fries, or enjoyed as a tasty…

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supernatural, 15x18 // even sugar peas run out of snap, sandyk

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Inspired by a donut @/Catmask posted the other day, what if the guys were some delicious little treats? Laika's Comet pop-up cafe when.

Still not the best at drawing objects in my new set up, but I think I pulled it off reasonably well here. Was very fun! I love drawing themed things.

[morethansalad]

Starry Night Focaccia with Summer Blossoms (Vegan)

[clnclm]

wagashi that look like they might be glycerine soap

[queer-ecopunk]

Hey, don't be sad. Seeds are sprouting today.

[smalltimidbean]

I see that extra little detail in the clone's pouch- is there a little guy in that pouch?

No, there is not a little guy in that pouch...

... There are TWO little guys in that pouch!!!

[jupitercomet]

hi bugs 🫶

i was just thinking, having thoughts when i started thinking like we know that uthd! bob is a total sweetheart right? but when that man is turned on and behind closed doors? then what does he become? because i can see “his eyes darkened” (but in a horknee way) era starting and this man becomes a fucking tease but with an edge if you get what i’m saying? especially bc i can just see him with the long hair and it just feels right. anyways, do with that what you will. i’m always going to push the bob fucks agenda ehehehheeh

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okay, so this isn't exactly the prompt, but I thought about it long and hard (haha hard) and I genuinely think this is what Bob (or at least my Bob) would be like

warnings: ...I tried my best idk, language, religious verbage used about sex (I don't really know what to call it), smut - (oral f receiving, p in v, unprotected sex, brief cum play/eating)

Bob Floyd doesn’t fuck. 

It’s crass and empty-sounding, and his mother would have his head if he referred to the act as such. Bob Floyd doesn’t fuck because he’s never been with someone who he could have meaningless sex with. Bob doesn’t do one-night stands, or friends with benefits, or any of that shit. Bob Floyd doesn’t fuck.

Bob Floyd doesn’t make love either.

The things he does in the bedroom really only ever border on loving. The filth that leaves his mouth could make the devil heat with embarrassment. Bob Floyd has loved every person he’s ever slept with, but he doesn’t make love to them.

No, Bob Floyd worships. 

“Oh, Bobby! Oh, fuck!”

Bob gets on his knees and repents for his sins until his jaw is sore. He finds absolution between your thighs, forgiveness reflects in the essence of you that shines on his lips and chin. He repents until he can’t breathe, until your thighs are vibrating on his shoulders. Darkened blue peer up at you through long lashes. His mouth works as he looks at his salvation.

“Bobby, I can’t—” Your back arches, your hand tugging on the strands of his hair, pulling him from all of the wicked and depraved that surrounds him. “Oh, god!”

Bob thinks that he should be the one saying that. 

He drinks from your nectar until his thirst is quenched. Ambrosia coats his tongue for... the third time? The fourth? Bob has lost count. All he knows is that he needs more. His knees ache, his jaw is numb, and Bob worships. 

He takes in your soft thighs and stomach and breasts. With his teeth and tongue, he praises and reveres. He memorizes your body like perfection, like art. To him, you’re a goddess. He nips and sucks like every inch of you is holy ground. 

“Please,” you’re gasping with pleasure, your hand in his hair to guide him to your face. He complies, Bob is nothing but your follower. “Please fuck me.”

Bob is nothing but your follower.

He loses himself in your warmth. He begs for forgiveness. His every breath is to please you. He looks at his salvation. You open yourself to him, accepting his sins and purifying them with every angel’s song that leaves your lips. You gift him heavenly noises and Bob swallows them greedily. 

Though you chant his name, it is he who prays for you. It is his hands that explore your Hellenic body, that worship and adore every handcrafted part of you. It is he who revels in your beauty — like an angel, otherworldly, too magnificent for his eyes to comprehend.

He spills his tainted soul inside you, bringing you to ecstasy like it’s his only purpose. And when you collapse, blissfully content, blinking up at him like you are nothing less than Persephone herself, he kisses you softly, as if to thank you for your benevolence. 

Bob Floyd doesn’t fuck. 

He watches hypnotized as his sins drip from between your narcissus petals. He traces his finger through the cleansed soul you spill from between your legs and he brings it to your lips like irresistible pomegranate seeds, unable to take his eyes away from the vision of you sucking on his fingers.

Bob Floyd doesn’t make love.

For that would imply that his love is mortal. That it is possible for him to focus on anything more than just your pleasure. Bob loves you in a way that exceeds earthly limits. He cannot see you as anything less than rapture.

So Bob Floyd worships.

He gets on his knees, mesmerized at how he’s filled you with himself. How he’s pleased you and you allowed him the privilege of his own pleasure. Two fingers part your folds so he can watch, what he believes to be, true divinity. He wets his lips.

“Bobby? What's— Oh!”

Most of all, Bob Floyd cleans up his messes.

[themightyfoo]

What a difference a month makes! You can grow quite a bit of food in a converted sunny hellstrip.

Before: June 3rd 2023 After: July 7th 2023

[knightotoc]

bat + sugar glider commission! 🦇

[wizardnuke]

get lunched and snacked idiot

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dan rydell + right where you left me

right where you left me / 1.08 / 1.16 / machiavellian mistletoe, edna_blackadder / landslide / napping on couches with boys, kristophine / all too well 10 minute version / first base, octothorpetopus / 1.01 / even sugar peas run out of snap, sandyk / small town, ashinae and jay_linden / slaughterhouse-five / 2.19

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sweetest bunny @thedorfmirrin

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