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#i love ecology.... foaming at the mouth at how cool it is to just be able to learn about these things on the interwebs
cyberdank · 10 months
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hey do yall want a fun plant fact??
This plant, right? Greater Plantain, scientific name Plantago major?
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It's known as "white man's footprint", and the reason is so cool 2 me (Taken from the Wikipedia page for Plantago major):
The plant is native to most of Europe and northern and central Asia,[9][8][2] but has widely naturalised elsewhere in the world.[9][10][11][12][13] Plantago major grows in lawns and fields, along roadsides, and in other areas that have been disturbed by humans. It does particularly well in compacted or disturbed soils. It is believed to be one of the first plants to reach North America after European colonisation. Reportedly brought to the Americas by Puritan colonizers, plantain was known among some Native American peoples by the common name "white man's footprint", because it thrived in the disturbed and damaged ecosystems surrounding European settlements.[14] The ability of plantain to survive frequent trampling and colonize compacted soils makes it important for soil rehabilitation. Its roots break up hardpan surfaces, while simultaneously holding together the soil to prevent erosion.[15] The seeds of plantain are a common contaminant in cereal grain and other crop seeds. As a result, it now has a worldwide distribution.[10]
anyways download iNaturalist and the Seek app if yall like this kind of stuff i am having the time of my life identifying random plants!! i <3 collecting weird little facts about nature it's so fascinating!!
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ahloveisboo · 5 years
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savoury over sweet (m)
pairing: jung hoseok x (fem) reader genre: smut (18+) words: 2.5k themes: sexting, masturbation, something with a bath, phone sex
A/N: i’ve been wanting to try out this sexting thing for a while now and i got briefly inspired so i just went for it (good smut writing practice). be gentle!
Hoseok (8:45 PM): Meeting’s running late. Boss is being an ass. Sorry about missing dinner. Will make it up to you ;).
You (8:51 PM): A head’s up would have been nice. Don’t worry about it, though, I’m having a blast on my own. (1 attachment)
You imagine Hoseok’s amusement once he opens the picture you sent him. A glass of wine in your hand, a thigh peeking out from under a mountain of lilac perfumed foam, and the frame cutting off right below your breasts to leave some to the imagination. The water is close to scalding hot, and you allow it to embrace your tense body, sinking further along the bathtub’s porcelain curves. Hoseok never understood your love for baths, finding showers twice as efficient and ecological (“Do you realise how much water you waste by filling an entire bathtub?”), and a little easier to fit in both of you at the same time.
You take a sip of your wine, letting the taste roll off your tongue and down your throat, joining the warmth already radiating off your body from the water’s touch. The soothing smell of the foam gently nudges you to relax, your eyes fluttering shut and enjoying the little time you have just for yourself.
It’s only a minute later that your phone pings, announcing another message from Hoseok.
Hoseok (8:58 PM): Looks cosy. I hope it recharges you enough for all the fun stuff I have planned later.
You (8:58 PM): I’m sure you can have fun all by yourself today. Just like I will.
Hoseok (8:58 PM): Ah :(( you’re so mean. Believe me, I’d rather hop into that bath with you to relax and bring you some relief, than sit in this stuffy conference room for another hour.
You (8:59 PM): It’s okay, Hobi. I’ll be fine. Don’t think I’ll be needing you to provide me with said relief tonight.
Hoseok (8:59 PM): So you don’t want me to trail my fingers along your skin and make you cum the way I know you like it best, once I get home? Noted.
Cursing at the way your heart rate increases at his words, you swallow. You meant to be suggestive only, making his imagination run wild in a situation he couldn’t get out of. Torture him a little. Only now he’s turned it around, taking your own imagination along for the ride.
The message dances across the screen in black and white and you know he knows you’re thinking of all the times he’s made you see entire galaxies by touching you in ways you’d never experienced with anyone else. You push the memories aside and reach out to your previous feeling of disappointment and the elaborate three course dinner you had made to celebrate the end of a very long week, that was now left in the fridge to cool off. You had taken too much pride in it to just throw it all out, as your initial thought of action had been.
You (9:01 PM): I appreciate your concern but I think mine will do the trick just fine.
The thought of Hoseok squirming in his seat at the image of you getting yourself off makes the prior disappointment wear off slightly, but not enough to make you less annoyed at the whole ordeal. Still, a smile tugs at the corner of your mouth— until your phone vibrates again.
Hoseok (9:02 PM): Show me.
You frown at his message, your eyes scanning every letter laced with an unspoken dare. Hoseok’s treading on thin ice. He knows you’re in a foul mood, yet he’s trying to coax something out of you he knows you both desperately want. And god, do you want him. You nibble on your bottom lip, trying to decide whether to stick to your pride, or listen to the growing desire between your thighs.
You slightly part your legs, switching your phone to the camera app. Just because you concede now, doesn’t mean he’s won.
You (9:05 PM): (1 attachment)
The picture shows nothing but your hand between your thighs, concealed by more foam, but you know it’s enough to get Hoseok’s gears going.
Hoseok (9:06 PM): You’re not fooling me, baby. Touch yourself for me.
Fingers dancing hesitantly over your screen, you contemplate telling him to go fuck himself, but you know you’ll just get a smart line about it being illegal in packed public spaces in response. You opt to play along.
You (9:08 PM): Tell me how.
Hoseok (9:08 PM): That’s my girl.
You can practically hear him smirk reading his message.
Hoseok (9:09 PM): Use your hand like I would mine. Cup your breast. Squeeze it, massage it, pinch your nipples and use your thumb to keep them sensitive.
Hoseok (9:09 PM): If I were home I’d be putting my tongue and teeth to good use right now. I know you love the way my mouth feels around them.
Without hesitation your hand reaches up to touch your breast, doing exactly as Hoseok tells you to. A sensation ripples through you as you flick your thumb over your nipple, feeling it harden under your touch. You squirm a little, wishing Hoseok could add action to his words and come home to do it himself instead.
Hoseok (9:11 PM): Now make your way down, slowly. Take your time to feel every inch of flesh, every goosebump on your skin. Explore your body like I would.
Hoseok (9:11 PM): How does it feel?
You tense a little as you reach further down, wanting nothing more than to go ahead without him.
You (9:12 PM): Too slow.
Hoseok (9:12 PM): Patience, my love.
Your heart stutters at the nickname.
Hoseok (9:13 PM): Open your legs for me. Tease yourself but do not touch. Not yet.
Hoseok (9:13 PM): Fuck, I’mm so hard right now. I bet you looking fucking hot, all wet and flushed. I love that turning you on still makes you blush a little every time.
Hoseok (9:13 PM): Send me another picture. 
Hoseok (9:14 PM): Without foam. no cheating.
It takes a few attempts before you can comply, looking over the picture before you hit send. You push some foam aside, showing more of your skin and giving Hoseok a better view of your body. This time you include your entire upper half, and enough of your face to let him catch a glimpse at your rosy cheeks and bitten down lips.
You (9:20 PM): Like this? (1 attachment)
Hoseok (9:21 PM): I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my entire life.
Trust Jung Hoseok to make your heart flutter while trying to make you cum over text.
Hoseok (9:25 PM): (1 attachment)
Your finger hovers over the file, your free hand now digging into the flesh of your inner thigh in an attempt to distract yourself from touching where you need it most. A whine escapes the back of your throat as the photo opens, showing a hand that is clearly Hoseok’s to grip his hard on through his boxers.
Hoseok (9:26 PM): this is what you do to me.
Hoseok (9:26 PM): I had to excuse myself from the meeting.
Hoseok (9:27 PM): now Touch yourself. slowly let your fingers feel how wet you are for me.
The thought of Hoseok locked in a bathroom cubicle with his hand around his dick gives you all the incentive you need to do as you’re told, hiking up one leg to give your hand more space as you collect and spread your wetness. You bite back a moan and you realise you really shouldn’t be holding a phone over a body of water right now. Instead, you swipe to open messages.
You (9:28 PM): Only if you do, too.
You whimper as you brush over your clit, feeling it become more sensitive each time you touch it— motions slow and deliberate as you wait for Hoseok’s next instructions.
Hoseok (9:30 PM): Already on it.
Hoseok (9:30 PM): My hand isn’t nearly as soft as yours or as good as your little cunt.
Hoseok (9:30 PM): I wish I could taste you right now. i can practicallly feel you on my tongue thinking about it.
Hoseok (9:31 PM): shit i don’t think i’ll last long like this.
You (9:31 PM): hurry up then, don’t finish befoore I do.
Hoseok (9:31 PM): I’m triyng
You can feel the tension build in your lower belly as you watch the three dots on your screen, indicating Hoseok’s still typing. His messages are getting more hasty, sloppier. But so are yours.
You (9:31 PM): hurryyy
Hoseok (9:32 PM): (1 attachment)
Hoseok (9:32 PM): do as i sya
This time it’s a video. It opens to Hoseok having his hand wrapped around his now freed cock, stroking it up and down slowly, just like you imagined. You instinctively lick your lips, hearing his breath hitch in his throat as he flicks his thumb over the head, spreading the drops of precum. His voice is almost a whisper when he speaks, words mingled with heavy breaths and subtle moans.
“I want- I want you to use your fingers. Pretend they’re mine, pretend I’m the one filling you up and touching you. Imagine you’re riding my fingers just like you did last time. Remember how hot that was? I do. Ju- Use just one.”
The video closes and you find yourself needing more. This isn’t the first obscene video you’ve received from Hoseok, but it certainly deserves a spot in the top three “hottest videos” so far. You click for a replay, using your middle finger to do exactly as he says. But it’s not enough, and you whine at the lack of satisfaction it gives you.
Hoseok (9:38 PM): tell me how it feels
You (9:38 PM): not as good as yours.
Hoseok (9:39 PM): add a second. andd a third if necessary. make yourself feel good.
The water makes it uncomfortable for you to do as told, so you slide open the camera to return the favour instead. Guiding your hand back in between your legs, you angle the camera so it can capture the movement of your fingers perfectly as they cup your heat. You press record, showing him exactly what he needs to push him over the edge. You see the water rock back and forth around your wrist as you move over your clit, finding yourself slightly aroused by watching yourself masturbate and knowing your boyfriend will be getting off on it.
You feel the knot in your stomach tighten and your muscles contract at the thought of him watching it, your movements and whimpers perfectly captured on camera. Maybe he’ll keep it for future use.
You (9:45 PM): (1 attachment)
You (9:45 PM): hoseok. i need tto cum. now.
Hoseok (9:48 PM): motherfu
Your phone vibrates again, but this time it’s an incoming video call. Momentarily distracted, you stop your motions to stare at the screen before sliding it to the right to accept.
The Hoseok appearing on screen is panting, his cheeks are flushed and he’s grinning. That smug smile he uses when he know he’s getting exactly what he wants.
“How does it feel, knowing you’re able to turn me into this mess?”
The video switches to main camera, showing you exactly how hard and ready Hoseok is right now. You get a glimpse of his forearm in the dim fluorescent light of the cubicle, the veins a stark contrast to his skin and his muscles moving below the surface with every flick of his wrist. He pumps his dick a few more times, letting you watch and listen as he pushes himself further towards an orgasm.
You bite your lip as you do, your chest rising and falling rapidly as your fingers still work your clit. “It feels-“ you start, finding it hard to speak in your current state.
“It feels so good, Hobi.”
You can hear him chuckle before you flip your own camera, both of you now fully exposed to one another.
Hoseok lets out a gasp. His hand stills for a second, and you can imagine the exact look on his face; one of total adoration and wonder, a look he’s always given you upon seeing you in your birthday suit. Never once during sex has Hoseok ever made you feel conscious about your body— he just has that way about him.
Your eyes flutter shut as he resumes his previous motions and your hips buck up to meet your hand, causing the phone you’re still holding to nearly slip from your fingers. The screen goes black on Hoseok’s end and he realises you’ve put it aside for safety reasons.
“C-camera,” Hoseok stutters on speaker next to you, reminding you of the point of the video call.
“What if I drop it in the w-water when I cum?” you say as you suppress another moan.
“Fuck that, I’ll buy you a new one. I n-ahh. I need to see you.”
You fumble to get your phone again, struggling to get a good angle of yourself now that you’re on the verge of coming undone. You place the phone against the wall before leaning back comfortably, giving him the exact view he’s been longing for. You eye the screen as you notice him picking up speed, his strokes getting irregular.
“Y-yes, that’s it,” Hoseok mumbles through the screen. “Now cum for me.”
You tease yourself some more before letting your fingers touch just the right spot. Your hips twitch against your palm, brushing over your still sensitive nub until you feel the muscles in your stomach contract and your thighs tremble, shooting your orgasm straight down to your core and back up your spine, making your head spin. You whimper Hoseok’s name repeatedly as you hit your peak, causing him to topple over the edge along with you.
Your legs close involuntarily, preventing your clit from becoming over sensitive from rubbing yourself through your high, and you hear Hoseok let out a soft cry of pleasure on the other end of the line.
There’s a moment of silence, nothing but the sound of you catching your breaths to fill the room. You sigh, allowing yourself to bask in Hoseok’s post orgasm shallow breathing.
“That,” he finally manages to utter. “was hot.” He switches back to selfie mode, giving you a perfect view of fucked out, flushed Hoseok. Your heart leaps in your throat at the sight, reaching out to take a few screenshots– wanting to capture the true beauty that is Jung Hoseok right this moment.
“It was,” you admit. “Now get cleaned up and get your sorry ass home, Mr. Jung,” you say as you put down the phone, getting up to get out of the now cold water. You wrap a towel around your body and face the camera again. “Dinner’s waiting in the fridge.”
Hoseok shoots you an apologetic smile, mouthing the words “I’m sorry” before ending the call.
You pout at the black screen. He better be.
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