#wheat grass juice

[nishthamayurveda]

https://nishthamayurveda.com/

[commonobjects]

This was lunch. I ate out for a change just cuz (ooooooh, wild!). I ate at Raw and ordered the East Salad, which had all sorts of good stuff like beets, kale, currants, oranges, red cabbage, black sesame seeds, carrots, sprouted almonds, and tahini dressing. It was hella yummy — a bit too much, really, since I devoured the whole thing in a matter of minutes, all the while ignoring my tummy's pain signals. I had a serving of wheatgrass, too (check out the before/after and the fancy shot glass). Lunch was deeeeeeelicious.

[sac-bestsupplements]

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[greennutritionals]

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[v-i-r-i-d-i-a-n]

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[princesstaeille]

Seeds

summary: donghyuck gets distracted while picking strawberries, so doyoung goes to find him.

genre(s): farm!au, horror

warning(s): gore, food as horror, mentions of dead animals (pls let me know if there are more)

wc: 636

notes: inspired by this post. if you enjoyed reading, pls like/reblog and comment! thank you xxx

"Donghyuck, supper's ready!"

Doyoung trudges through the tall, yellowing grass and searches for the boy in the vast field.

A calm wind blows in from the west and sends the wheat dancing, swaying gently. The delicate smell of strawberries weaves through the field and leads Doyoung to where the wheat becomes sparse, and the sea of golden grain mingles with bright green leaves until it's no longer. Now, before him, lies rows of strawberry plants that house hundreds of small jewels, which glisten when the sunlight kisses them.

There, he finds Donghyuck, who, in the company of Daegal, plucks a ruby from its stem and drops it into his mouth. Occasionally, he tosses one into the tan and worn wicker basket beside him.

Doyoung wipes the sweat from his brow and sighs. "You know you're supposed to pick the strawberries, not eat them all before everyone else, right?" He lightly glowers, but the brunet pays no mind.

Donghyuck brings another strawberry to his lips; this one is big and plump and succulent, such a stunning red that it almost resembles the heart. He takes a big bite and savors the sweetness that floods his tongue and overtakes his senses. Juice seeps from the corners of his mouth and dribbles down his chin, staining the collar and cuffs of his shirt bright pink.

Doyoung watches as Donghyuck swipes another strawberry from its stem and notices that his fingertips are painted the same color. The juice makes a home underneath each nail and spreads thin when any pressure is applied, only to coalesce once more in a translucent pink thread.

Donghyuck uses Daegal as a napkin and rubs his sticky hands into her fur, turning the pristine white to pale red. Then, he picks up the wicker basket at his knee and holds it up. "Oh, come on, hyung. You see I picked all of these right here, don't you? This is plenty. I was just having a small snack." He smiles cheekily and tilts his head. "A reward for all my hard work."

Doyoung wants to roll his eyes at the comment but freezes at seeing Donghyuck's smile.

His lips are dyed the same red as his fingertips, and the color trickles down his neck, but he makes no move to wipe the mess from his mouth. Skin and flesh stick to his gums and sink into the crevices; the juice coats his tongue and teeth and drips from his canines. Seeds are caught between the gaps, and his tongue tries to push them free. Like trapped golden beetles, they crawl and squirm, only to be crushed by their enamel cages.

Doyoung recoils with a scowl. "Make sure to wash up before supper. You'll scare away everyone's appetite if you show up like that."

A slight pout supplants the grimace that once rested on Donghyuck's face. His tongue, hidden by pursed lips, wiggles around his mouth some before he spits a wad of seed and saliva out into the grass. He wipes his mouth with a sleeved hand for good measure.

"This year's harvest seems extra ripe." Donghyuck hoists the basket up and holds it on his hip, staring proudly at the picked strawberries. "And we probably have enough to sell. Make a nice cake or something with them, maybe a lemonade since it's getting warmer."

Doyoung peers into the basket and studies them. They are ripe, and full of juice, too. Bursting with it, almost. The strawberries bloat and bulge, skin stretched thin and transparent. The juice courses throughout like blood. A basketful of tiny hearts, thrumming with life. "Mhm," he replies half-heartedly.

Donghyuck chirps at Daegal. "Come on, girl," he bids, and the dog rises from its place in the grass where it rested so peacefully it almost looked dead, pristine white fur tainted red.

thank you so much for reading! please leave a like and a comment. reblogs are appreciated too!

[sirserpentine]

Call Me By Your Name Aesthetics

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lounging by the pool, poetry readings,  plucking fresh fruit from trees,  fitful sleep,  deep discussions,  nighttime swim,  fruit juices running down your chin,  long moments of silence,  long bike rides,  lazy summer mornings,  lunch with friends,  shame,  erotic fantasies,  red swim trunks,  a blanket on the grass,  wheat coloured skin, wistful gazes,  well-loved books,  morning jogs,  creating music,  bathing under the sun,  sticky summer heat, regret, unreadable looks, double meanings,  wasted time,  shared faith,  sleeping naked, late night poker games, ice cream,  walking your bicycle down cobble roads,  overthinking,  childish love confessions,  warm embraces,  bare feet,  the dull slap of espadrilles at night,  shyness,  restraint,  kisses in the grass,  endless pools of their eyes, the moon sparkling on the calm sea,  the threat of autumn in a raindrop,  beads of sweat pooling on your skin,  lighting a lover’s cigarette,  a little too much wine,  strumming a guitar,  the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the house, notes slipped under the door,  leisurely swims, calling ‘later’ as you leave,  washing your face in a fountain,  fevered kisses,  the comfort of nostalgia,  tall cypresses,  glaring mid-afternoon sea,  rehearse the pain to dull it,  a billowy shirt,  warm benches,  longing phonecalls,  framed antique postcards,  citronella candles in the garden,  memories of lovers like ghosts in the window,  held gazes,  hesitating on the other side of the bedroom door,  playing music to say what you cannot 

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[giantologist]

A Simple Matter of View

In which Finch saves both a giant and a village

Giant Trouble? Not Enough Gold For Expensive Monster Hunters? Professor J Finch. Fast & Free.

"I don't actually know who keeps making these posters." He lifted the hems of his trousers as he stepped through the muddy streets. The man who had contacted him wasn't fazed by the filth of his village, meandering his way past a loose pig. "Let alone hanging them. I'm meant to be an educator, and I spend all my time fixing people's inter-species relationships."

Ol' Ben paused to let Finch catch up, making sure he was turned to face him. "Y'know, you didn't have to come." The professor took a beat to appreciate how he didn't feel the need to patronise him while making sure he could fully understand him. Some people spoke so slowly at him, as if he had the intelligence of a pond skater. "I wrote only if y'weren't busy."

"No, no, I never miss an opportunity." He was glad when he stepped into the grass finally, trying to get the street filth off his shoes. "It slows research and lecturing, but I daresay it's worth it."

From the edge of the village, Finch could already tell what their problem was. A roofless farm house, a slightly sunken silo, footprints and gouges through crops, a suspiciously sheep shaped pancake near the road. "Thing didn't eat anyone. Only Belle died, but she was gettin' on in sheep years."

"Was this an act of passion?"

"Nah." Ol' Ben hooked his thumbs into his belt as they approached the woods. "No anger or nothin'. Just came out, did this, left."

Finch paused when the farmer indicated his unwillingness to follow into the forest. "Well, you've been very helpful, sir!" He gave him a hearty handshake, bidding him farewell. On his first step, he froze. Ol' Ben clearly heard it too, as he looked around with a previously hidden anxiety. "Alright." Finch backed away from the forest when he felt three shuddering steps in succession. "Good, I was not looking forward to traipsing through the woods."

The farmers fleeing their fields was quite a sad sight, but he understood. Anyone who wanted to stay around a giant who just caused this chaos was a fool. Himself included.

The boots that emerged from the treeline showed no hesitancy, and ploughed straight through a fence with an explosion of wood fragments. Ol' Ben wheeled backward with a yelp, leaving Finch stood watching with interest. The giant wasn't the largest he'd met, but still cut an imposing figure, towering and powerful and broad. His head wasn't visible over the bulk of his belly, but Finch stared up anyway as the giant slowly followed the fleeing farmers, the toe of his boot clipping a grain store. The structure crumbled like a waffle cone, wheat spilling over the ground.

The giant lifted his foot in surprise, stepping backward and immediately flattening a wheelbarrow full of watermelons, the juices spraying every which way. He grunted and looked beneath as if he'd trodden in something unsavoury, and Finch took the opportunity to walk closer. Eyes locked on him as he moved, and he realised that his pince-nez had caught the sun and betrayed his location. The giant narrowed his eyes, turning his mass to face the human, his neck bowing as he drew closer, his vision cloudy and unfocused.

"Ah!" Finch cried out with a smile. "I think I know what the issue is here." He waved his arm above his head as he approached. "Excuse me, sir! I've heard you're causing some problems for this village!"

The giant growled and bent at the waist, and immediately tried to grab at Finch, who yelled that he'd happily get into an offered hand. When the momentum didn't slow, he sidestepped with such surprising and precise agility that the giant's fingers instead wrapped around a tree. He didn't track him with his eyes, only realising he hadn't crushed his target against the bark when Finch raised his arms again, the sun sparkling off his bolo tie. "Stop moving! Skrelkan!"

Upon hearing the giantish tongue, the titanic man paused. "You're not a slayer." He grumbled with clear surprise.

"I'm not, no! But I must speak with you, if you don't mind! Could you sit down where you are?" His stomach tightened when there was a beat, but he clumsily sat down, squashing quite a bit of the crop behind him, leaning on his bent knee. "There. Now, might I ask why you've been destroying everything around here? I have noticed that you're squinting a lot…" He didn't mention the obvious scarring on his face, or his damaged irises.

"Mmh." The giant grumbled, resting an elbow on his knee and his chin in his palm. "I can't help it. I keep trying to look for work but…"

"But you can't see to get close without damaging property." Finch completed for him.

"Mm. Ever since I got burned helping put out a house, I've just been destructive. I try not to be, but it's hard. I've had so many slayers sent after me…"

The professor fumbled in his satchel, then pulled out a pocket mirror, rotating his wrist in the sunlight so he sparkled as he moved closer. "May I ask your name, sir?"

He easily followed him then, clearly appreciative. "Kark." Finch smiled and introduced himself in turn. "Have I… is anybody…"

"I think a sheep is the worst of the casualties." He stopped at Kark's boots, then lifted himself onto the toe of them. "What precisely can you see?"

Kark shrugged. "Vague shapes. Colours. That sparkle you're doing." He sighed heavily, his breath making the nearby windmill spin like a propellor. "Where am I now?"

"The outskirts of the intact farm. Well, mostly intact." Finch hummed, twirling his moustache. "What kind of work are you looking for?"

"Anything. But I can't even get close enough to apologise, let alone ask. I've tried just staying away, but I find it awfully lonesome."

"I promise." Kark replied, sincerity in his voice. "It is difficult, but I shall try my best."

"Let me help. I will need some time to organise a solution for you, but it is feasible." Professor Finch said, his mind already buzzing with plans.

Kark hummed in thought. "I don't know. It feels weird, I'm not sure why..."

"I understand completely. I, personally, use an ear trumpet quite frequently. But be it an aid to physical impairment, or a concoction to help with mental illness, receiving any sort of help is nothing to be ashamed of. It may feel odd, and I shan't force you to accept my assistance, but you should not feel in any way bad about needing something to improve your life."

There was a beat as Kark pondered his words, then he nodded firmly. "Okay. I trust you."

"Wonderful! In the meantime, could you ensure that you won't cause any more damage? Stay here on the outskirts, away from the village, and avoid stepping on any structures or crops."

"Thank you, Kark. Believe me when I say that this is the first step toward your new life." Finch smiled warmly.

Over the next few days, Finch worked tirelessly, reaching out to acquaintances from his days at university. He sent pigeons to Doctor M. Astra, a renowned ophthalmologist who had experience with non-human eye conditions, and to Professor L. Salt, an engineer who dabbled in enchantment. They were more than happy to attempt the journey, as they both owed Finch respective debts of gratitude for his support during their academic experiences.

As the experts arrived in the village, Finch explained the situation to them and introduced them to Kark. Naturally the pair were nervous, and Astra insisted on holding Finch's hand as she was lifted toward those slightly cloudy eyes to begin her examination.

It took almost a week of engineering and enchanting to create a pair of spectacles that would suit his needs. The glass was forged with sand from the nearby beach, with at least three steins of fae dust added, which cost a pretty penny but Finch had more than enough to spare. As they worked, the giantologist played the role of a guide, sat atop Kark's shoulder, chatting with him and instructing his movements.

"Nobody wanted me around after I got hurt. Even though I'd saved three children from the flames, my scarring and my blindness scared people, so I've been looking for a new home since. And every time I've been pursued by slayers."

"Not anymore." Finch grinned. "Your spectacles should be finished today!" Indeed, not two hours had elapsed from that conversation when the glasses were ready to wear. Kark was tentative when he tried them on, but when the village below him immediately came into sharp focus, tears began to well in his eyes, his gratitude insurmountable. His first action with his newly restored eyesight was to lift Finch tenderly to his face, and the human was only too happy to be smothered against his cheek in a warm, if slightly damp, embrace.

With his vision greatly improved, Kark felt more confident and capable. He started exploring ways he could contribute to the village without causing any harm. Professor Finch suggested he could help with heavy lifting tasks, like moving fallen trees or large rocks from trade routes, completing felling jobs in the night, or helping with bridge building, despite the workers fleeing at the sight of him.

Slowly, the villagers began to notice the changes in the behaviour of the giant. They saw him helping out from a distance, and the previously fearful glances turned into curious looks. Finch arranged a meeting with the village elders and Kark, where the giant sincerely apologised for the destruction he had unintentionally caused. Of course, he explained how he burnt himself, which did a lot to curry their favour. The village elders, impressed by Kark's sincerity and the efforts he had taken to change, agreed to give him a chance. Under Finch's guidance, they established a way Kark could become instrumental in the village's workings, a single meeting of giant and human becoming a testament to the transformative power of empathy, knowledge, and a willingness to give second chances.

At the end of the week Finch decided that his job was done. He strolled through the tidy streets, hearing children making plans to picnic in the 'giant side' of the woods, and farmers celebrating the easy harvest as they sold their crops in the square. He glanced at the poster tacked to a wall and exhaled with amusement, tugging it free and folding it neatly so it fit in his pocket.

Giant Trouble? Not Enough Gold For Expensive Monster Hunters? Professor J Finch. Fast & Free.

[visage-of-hell]

Call Me By Your Name Aesthetics

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lounging by the pool, poetry readings, plucking fresh fruit from trees, fitful sleep, deep discussions, nighttime swim, fruit juices running down your chin, long moments of silence, long bike rides, lazy summer mornings, lunch with friends, shame, erotic fantasies, red swim trunks, a blanket on the grass, wheat coloured skin, wistful gazes, well-loved books, morning jogs, creating music, bathing under the sun, sticky summer heat, regret, unreadable looks, double meanings, wasted time, shared faith, sleeping naked, late night poker games, ice cream, walking your bicycle down cobble roads, overthinking, childish love confessions, warm embraces, bare feet, the dull slap of espadrilles at night, shyness, restraint, kisses in the grass, endless pools of their eyes, the moon sparkling on the calm sea, the threat of autumn in a raindrop, beads of sweat pooling on your skin, lighting a lover’s cigarette, a little too much wine, strumming a guitar, the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the house, notes slipped under the door, leisurely swims, calling ‘later’ as you leave, washing your face in a fountain, fevered kisses, the comfort of nostalgia, tall cypresses, glaring mid-afternoon sea, rehearse the pain to dull it, a billowy shirt, warm benches, longing phonecalls, framed antique postcards, citronella candles in the garden, memories of lovers like ghosts in the window, held gazes, hesitating on the other side of the bedroom door,playing music to say what you cannot

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[nishthamayurveda]

[radioiaci]

Call Me By Your Name Aesthetics

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lounging by the pool, poetry readings, plucking fresh fruit from trees, fitful sleep, deep discussions, nighttime swim, fruit juices running down your chin, long moments of silence, long bike rides, lazy summer mornings, lunch with friends, shame, erotic fantasies, red swim trunks, a blanket on the grass, wheat coloured skin, wistful gazes, well-loved books, morning jogs, creating music, bathing under the sun, sticky summer heat, regret, unreadable looks, double meanings, wasted time, shared faith, sleeping naked, late night poker games, ice cream, walking your bicycle down cobble roads, overthinking, childish love confessions, warm embraces, bare feet, the dull slap of espadrilles at night, shyness, restraint, kisses in the grass, endless pools of their eyes, the moon sparkling on the calm sea, the threat of autumn in a raindrop, beads of sweat pooling on your skin, lighting a lover’s cigarette, a little too much wine, strumming a guitar, the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the house, notes slipped under the door, leisurely swims, calling ‘later’ as you leave, washing your face in a fountain, fevered kisses, the comfort of nostalgia, tall cypresses, glaring mid-afternoon sea, rehearse the pain to dull it, a billowy shirt, warm benches, longing phonecalls, framed antique postcards, citronella candles in the garden, memories of lovers like ghosts in the window, held gazes, hesitating on the other side of the bedroom door, playing music to say what you cannot

Tagged by: @sirserpentine (ty for dis!!)

Tagging: @daddymothxxx ; @voxtekoverlord ; @cannibalxroses ; @ducktastic-dad

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Call Me By Your Name Aesthetics - Valentino

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lounging by the pool, poetry readings,  plucking fresh fruit from trees,  fitful sleep,  deep discussions,  nighttime swim,  fruit juices running down your chin,  long moments of silence,  long bike rides,  lazy summer mornings,  lunch with friends,  shame,  erotic fantasies,  red swim trunks,  a blanket on the grass,  wheat coloured skin,  poetry readings,  wistful gazes,  well-loved books,  morning jogs,  creating music,  bathing under the sun,  sticky summer heat, regret, unreadable looks,  double meanings,  wasted time,  shared faith,  sleeping naked,  late night poker games,  ice cream,  walking your bicycle down cobble roads,  overthinking,  childish love confessions,  warm embraces,  bare feet,  the dull slap of espadrilles at night,  shyness,  restraint,  kisses in the grass,  endless pools of their eyes, the moon sparkling on the calm sea,  the threat of autumn in a raindrop,  beads of sweat pooling on your skin,  lighting a lover’s cigarette,  a little too much wine,  strumming a guitar,  the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the house, notes slipped under the door,  leisurely swims,   calling ‘later’ as you leave,  washing your face in a fountain,  fevered kisses,  the comfort of nostalgia,  tall cypresses,  glaring mid-afternoon sea,  rehearse the pain to dull it,  a billowy shirt,  warm benches,  longing phonecalls,  framed antique postcards,  citronella candles in the garden,  memories of lovers like ghosts in the window,  held gazes,  hesitating on the other side of the bedroom door,  playing music to say what you cannot              

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[geddyqueer]

@alivingfire so i'm actually NOT going to explain the plot of this or why it's named that until it's done, but i'm writing this fic on assignment from @birdinthefamily, and you get a little snippet:

Across the way Eddie Munson is moving a pile of snow. Or, rather, he's smacking the shovel against the crusty snow bank and dragging it around in a circle with no conviction, and every time he does the ice crystals catch the wind and scatter further afield.

"Steve," Robin says. "Are you even listening?"

"What? Yeah." He looks over at her and catches one of her death glares.

"You're staring again."

"I'm not staring," Steve says. Eddie's graduated to spinning around with the shovel in his hands; if he lets go it'll slingshot right through a window.

Robin clears her throat and he pulls his gaze back to her. "You got something you need to tell me? About Eddie Munson?"

"Come on, Rob," Steve groans. "He's just—interesting. Weird. I dunno. Everything he does, he does it in the weirdest possible way."

"So it's bafflement," she says. "Not a crush."

"Right. Yeah. I'm baffled."

"Befuddled."

"Bewildered."

"Bemused."

"That's a good one," he says. "When's the SAT again?"

"The 25th," she says. "And the Hawk's getting Clan of the Cave Bear that weekend, you have to come with me."

"Not this again," he says, sighing.

"You promised me," she says. "I drank that horrible wheat grass juice and you promised me you would come see it with me."

"I just don't want to think about neanderthals like that," he says, but he knows as well as she does that he'll be in the seat next to her that night.

An animal or something chitters in the woods, and he and Robin both turn to look at each other so fast he can hear an audible pop from his neck. "Ew," she whispers, and he rubs his hand along his spine, and they crane their heads to look out past the end of the road.

There's nothing there, of course. Nothing except Eddie now hoisting the shovel and swinging it around like a broadsword.

"I think it was just a squirrel," he says.

"Thank god," Robin says. "I really can't deal with that shit right now." She starts explaining the details of the book she just read and Steve slips a little further down in his chair, watching Eddie do his thing through the curling smoke.

[imsociallyanxiousgetoverit]

List of all SDV and SDV:E (Stardew Valley: Expanded) Giftable Items

Horseradish

Daffodil

Leek

Dandelion

Parsnip

Cave Carrot

Coconut

Cactus

Banana

Sap

Large Egg

Egg

Milk

Large Milk

Green Bean

Cauliflower

Potato

Garlic

Kale

Rhubarb

Melon

Tomato

Morsel

Blueberry

Fiddlehead Fern

Hot Pepper

Wheat

Radish

Red Cabbage

Starfruit

Corn

Rice

Eggplant

Artichoke

Pumpkin

Bokchoy

Yam

Chanterelle

Cranberry

Holly

Beets

Ostrich Egg

Salmonberry

Amouranth

Pale Ale

Hops

Void Egg

Mayonnaise

Duck Mayonnaise

Void Mayonnaise

Clay

Copper Bar

Silver Bar

Gold Bar

Iridium Bar

Refined Quartz

Honey

Pickles

Jam

Beer

Wine

Juice

Clam

Poppy

Copper Ore

Silver Ore

Coal

Gold Ore

Iridium Ore

Wood

Stone

Nautilus Shell

Coral

Summer Shell

Spice Berry

Sea Urchin

Grape

Spring Onion

Strawberry

Sweet Pea

Common Mushroom

Wild Plum

Hazelnut

Blackberry

Winter Root

Crystal Fruit

Snow Yam

Sweet Gem Berry

Crocus

Red Mushroom

Sunflower

Purple Mushroom

Cheese

Goat Cheese

Cloth

Truffle

Truffle Oil

Coffee Bean

Goat Milk

Large Goat Milk

Wool

Duck Egg

Duck Feather

Caviar

Lucky Rabbit’s Foot

Aged Roe

Ancient Fruit

Mead

Tulip

Summer Spangle

Fairy Rose

Blue Jazz

Apple

Green Tea

Apricot

Orange

Peach

Pomegranate

Cherry

Bug Meat

Hardwood

Maple Syrup

Oak Resin

Pine Tar

Slime

Bat Wing

Rusty Blade

Swirl Stone

Solar Essence

Void Essence

Void Pebble

Void Shard

Void Soul

Fiber

Battery

Dinosaur Mayonnaise

Roe

Squid Ink

Tea Leaves

Ginger

Taro Root

Pineapple

Mango

Cinder Shard

Magma Cap

Bone Fragment

Radioactive Ore

Radioactive Bar

Ancient Fiber

Bearberry

Conch

Dried Sand Dollar

Ferngill Primrose

Golden Ocean Flower

Goldenrod

Green Mushroom

Four-Leaf Clover

Monster Fruit

Monster Mushroom

Mushroom Colony

Poison Mushroom

Red Baneberry

Salal Berry

Slime Berry

Rafflesia

Sports Drink

Stamina Capsule

Thistle

Void Root

Winter Star Ross

Dewdrop Berry

Aged Blue Moon Wine

Blue Moon Wine

Aegis Elixir

Armor Elixir

Barbarian Elixir

Gravity Elixir

Haste Exilir

Hero Elixir

Lightning Elixir

Pufferfish

Anchovy

Tuna

Sardine

Bream

Largemouth Bass

Smallmouth Bass

Rainbow Trout

Salmon

Walleye

Perch

Carp

Catfish

Pike

Sunfish

Red Snapper

Herring

Eel

Octopus

Red Mullet

Squid

Seaweed

Green Algae

Seacucumber

Super Seacucumber

Ghost Carp

White Algae

Stone Fish

Crimsonfish

Angler

Icepip

Lava Eel

Legend

Sandfish

Scorpion Carp

Flounder

Midnight Carp

Mutant Carp

Sturgeon

Tiger Trout

Bullhead

Tilapia

Chub

Dorado

Albacore

Shad

Lingcod

Halibut

Lobster

Crayfish

Crab

Cockle

Mussel

Shrimp

Snail

Periwinkle

Oyster

Woodskip

Glacierfish

Void Salmon

Slimejack

Midnight Squid

Spookfish

Blobfish

Stingray

Lionfish

Blue Discus

Baby Lunaloo

Bonefish

Bull Trout

Butterfish

Clownfish

Daggerfish

Dulse Seaweed

Frog

Gemfish

Goldenfish

Grass Carp

King Salmon

Kittyfish

Lunaloo

Meteor Carp

Minnow

Puppyfish

Radioactive Bass

Razor Trout

Seahorse

Sea Sponge

Shiny Lunaloo

Snatcher Worm

Starfish

Torpedo Trout

Undeadfish

Void Eel

Water Grub

Dwarf Scroll 1

Dwarf Scroll 2

Dwarf Scroll 3

Dwarf Scroll 4

Chipped Amphora

Arrowhead

Ancient Doll

Elvish Jewelry

Chewing Stick

Ornamental Fan

Dinosaur Egg

Rare Disc

Ancient Sword

Rusty Spoon

Rusty Spur

Rusty Cog

Chicken Statue

Ancient Seed

Prehistoric Tool

Dried Starfish

Anchor

Glass Shards

Bone Flute

Prehistoric Handaxe

Dwarvish Helm

Dwarf Gadget

Ancient Drum

Golden Mask

Golden Relic

Strange Doll

Strange Doll

Prehistoric Scapula

Prehistoric Tibia

Prehistoric Skull

Skeletal Hand

Prehistoric Rib

Prehistoric Vertebrae

Skeletal Tail

Nautilus Shell

Amphibian Fossil

Palm Fossil

Trilobite

Emerald

Aquamarine

Ruby

Amethyst

Topaz

Jade

Diamond

Prismatic Shard

Quartz

Fire Quartz

Frozen Tear

Earth Crystal

Alamite

Bixite

Baryite

Aerinite

Calcite

Dolomite

Esperite

Fluorapatite

Geminite

Helvite

Jamborite

Jagoite

Kyanite

Lunarite

Malachite

Nepunite

Lemon Stone

Nekoite

Orpiment

Petrified Slime

Thunder Egg

Pyrite

Ocean Stone

Ghost Crystal

Tiger’s Eye

Jasper

Opal

Fire Opal

Celestine

Marble

Sandstone

Granite

Basalt

Limestone

Soapstone

Hematite

Mudstone

Obsidian

Slate

Fairy Stone

Star Shards

Fried Egg

Omelet

Salad

Cheese Cauliflower

Baked Fish

Parsnip Soup

Vegetable Medley

Complete Breakfast

Fried Calimari

Strange Bun

Lucky Lunch

Fried Mushrooms

Pizza

Bean Hotpot

Glazed Yams

Carp Surprise

Hashbrowns

Pancakes

Salmon Dinner

Fish Taco

Crispy Bass

Pepper Poppers

Bread

Tom Kha Soup

Trout Soup

Chocolate Cake

Pink Cake

Rhubarb Pie

Cookies

Spaghetti

Spicy Eel

Sashimi

Maki Roll

Tortilla

Red Plate

Eggplant Parmesan

Rice Pudding

Ice Cream

Bluberry Tart

Autumn’s Bounty

Pumpkin Soup

Super Meal

Cranberry Sauce

Stuffing

Farmer’s Lunch

Survival Burger

Dish’O’The Sea

Miner’s Treat

Roots Platter

Triple Shot Espresso

Seafoam Pudding

Algae Soup

Pale Broth

Plum Pudding

Artichoke Dip

Stir Fry

Roasted Hazelnuts

Pumpkin Pie

Radish Salad

Fruit Salad

Blackberry Cobbler

Cranberry Candy

Bruschetta

Coleslaw

Fiddlehead Risotto

Poppyseed Muffin

Chowder

Fish Stew

Escargot

Lobster Bisque

Maple Bar

Crab Cakes

Shrimp Cocktail

Ginger Ale

Banana Pudding

Mango Sticky Rice

Poi

Tropical Curry

Squid Ink Ravioli

Mushroom Berry Rice

Big Bark Burger

Flower Cookie

Frog Legs

Glazed Butterfish

Grampleton Orange Chicken

Mixed Berry Pie

Baked Berry Oatmeal

Void Delight

Void Salmon Sushi

[baby--charchar]

Rhea

[OC game] Call Me By Your Name Aesthetics

Bold all that apply.

lounging by the pool, poetry readings, plucking fresh fruit from trees, fitful sleep, deep discussions, nighttime swim, fruit juices running down your chin, long moments of silence, long bike rides, lazy summer mornings, lunch with friends, shame, erotic fantasies, red swim trunks, a blanket on the grass, wheat coloured skin, wistful gazes, well-loved books, morning jogs, creating music, bathing under the sun, sticky summer heat, regret, unreadable looks, double meanings, wasted time, shared faith, sleeping naked, late night poker games, ice cream, walking your bicycle down cobble roads, overthinking, childish love confessions, warm embraces, bare feet, the dull slap of espadrilles at night, shyness, restraint, kisses in the grass, endless pools of their eyes, the moon sparkling on the calm sea, the threat of autumn in a raindrop, beads of sweat pooling on your skin, lighting a lover’s cigarette, a little too much wine, strumming a guitar, the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the house, notes slipped under the door, leisurely swims, calling ‘later’ as you leave, washing your face in a fountain, fevered kisses, the comfort of nostalgia, tall cypresses, glaring mid-afternoon sea, rehearse the pain to dull it, a billowy shirt, warm benches, longing phonecalls, framed antique postcards, citronella candles in the garden, memories of lovers like ghosts in the window, held gazes, hesitating on the other side of the bedroom door, playing music to say what you cannot

I'll tag @jacksdinonuggets, @lilbabjojo, @lovelyangelbee, but if anyone else wants to join, consider this your tag!!