#so many pumpkins

[revivify-inn]

Here's an overview of the listings I just put on my Etsy:

I do not NORMALLY sell things online anymore but hey, happy fall!

https://hearthglowstudio.etsy.com

[rogue-0f-time]

Is the island more similar to Jake or Jade’s? Like, do they have an enormous amount of pumpkin like Jake’s or is it more “normal” like Jade’s? If so how much pumpkin do they eat on an average day? Pumpkin pumpkin pumpkin 🎃

It’s a mixture of both, more so Jade’s than Jake’s. Unless you count the pumpkins…. And Brobot.

[badlydrawnjake]

Can I donate you like

At least some type of spice

Like dude what the fuck are you even eating

[iamasphodelknox]

Welp… here’s the very first thing I’ve ever posted for Destiel. In honor of Suptober 2021!

Day 1 - Harvest

“What the fuck?”

Dean came to a screeching halt at the base of the bunker’s stairs, not entirely sure he was actually seeing what he was seeing.

The map table was covered. Piles of spaghetti squash covered the chairs, late harvest tomatoes were lined in rows over the map of Russia, a basket of pears sat perched over Argentina, a whole bin of apples took up the entire African continent. What Dean was sure was his weight in something that looked like butternut squash, and sunflowers the size of his head populated Antarctica. It was a cornucopia of harvest straight out of those mythology books he’d read as a kid.

They weren’t dealing with a rogue harvest goddess here, were they?

The door above him opened and shut and Dean could tell by the familiar footprints that Cas was walking down the stairs.

“Hello Dean,” Cas said, his tone level and thoroughly unsurprised at the bounty before them on the table. Dean’s heart took its customary leap - as was usual whenever Dean heard or saw Cas - and Dean thought that, if Cas sounded so normal, maybe things were okay.

“Cas, what the…” Dean started and turned only to be greeted by Cas looking completely serene, holding four white pumpkins in his arms and entirely wrapped in their vines.

Dean felt his eyebrows migrate to his hairline.

“Where… are you cursed?” Dean asked.

Cas rolled his eyes. “No Dean, this is all from the garden.”

“The… what?”

Cas walked past Dean and piled the pumpkins onto the table, nearly knocking over a bushel of corn piled like a pyramid on top of a book on, perfectly enough, corn goddesses from ancient Ireland.

“I planted the garden in the spring,” Cas said calmingly, scooting the corn out of his way. “This is the harvest.”

“You… grew all this?” Dean knew he sounded like he was slow on the uptake but he’d seen a lot of things in his life and walking into the war room with the map table covered like a scene out of a Norman Rockwell Thanksgiving painting wasn’t on the list.

Cas smiled, good-natured and slightly condescending. “I did.”

Dean licked his lips, this small detail of Cas’s activities somehow making his heart beat faster than it usually did around Cas. Sam had told him to get his head out of his ass three weeks ago, when Sam had caught Dean humming - humming - to himself after going to the Farmer’s Market with Cas. As much as Dean wished he could pretend he wasn’t that love struck, Sam was his brother and didn’t miss a beat in telling Dean to tell Cas the truth or regret it forever.

Except, how did you tell someone you loved that you loved them? Especially the way Dean loved Cas? Cas was a dude… as much as he could be. Dean was… well, Dean. He left a trail of bodies in his wake and everything he touched turned to dust.

Except Cas. Who, even though he’d left and Dean had sent him away, had always come back. Enough to plant a garden near the bunker.

Maybe this was a place to start.

“Can I see?”

Cas paused, bent over his pumpkin sorting, freezing in place. He turned his head slowly, sharp eyes meeting Dean’s hopeful ones.

“The garden?”

Dean nodded. Cas stared at him for a solid minute, and Dean stared back, as if allowing Cas to do angelic shit and look at his soul or whatever would convince Cas of Dean’s true motives.

Maybe not… too true though. Dean wasn’t sure he was ready for that.

Cas stood up straight, a determined look in his eye, took three steps over to Dean, grasped Dean’s hand in his, and tugged.

Dean sucked in a breath, suddenly filling his lungs with fresh, green air instead of the stuffy dry air of the bunker.

“You gotta warn me, buddy,” Dean said halfheartedly. Cas just smirked, and tugged again, this time physically. Dean followed - because in his heart of hearts he’d follow Cas anywhere - and let Cas tug him to a mostly organized patch of land.

Laid out similarly to the war table was a garden even more abundant than the plethora of plants and fruits and flowers in the bunker. Squashes that Dean didn’t recognize, five different types of tomatoes, pumpkins in several colors, and row after row of autumn flowers were laid out in front of Dean like a rainbow. He stood in shock for a moment, realizing belatedly that his hand was still tangled with Cas’s.

“What do you think?” Cas asked shyly and Dean momentarily wondered why this was the first time he was hearing of the garden.

Dean gave Cas’s hand a squeeze instead, tearing his gaze away from the garden to the uncertain, yet hopeful look on Cas’s face. Cas was looking between the garden and Cas, almost as if he was torn between wanting to protect the garden from judgement and wanting to hear Dean’s praise.

Maybe Sammy was right, Dean thought. Maybe it was time to get his head out of his ass.

Dean grinned. “How can I help?”

Cas’s answering, blinding, incandescent grin was all the answer Dean needed.

[betheboo55]

Just bought 2 skeletons and almost 50$ worth of pumpkin in one day feeling very much in the Halloween spirit 💀 🎃 💀

[rachelsmoneytree-blog]

Pumpkin time.  Everyone gets a pumpkin.  One for Biskit.

One for Butch.  You’re a popstar, too, Butch!

And we can’t forget Tasha.

[tigris-types]

So nintendo has added a lot of new furniture to Pocket Camp since New Leaf, and they have the files for these new furniture pieces.

We know there going to be animated walls and floors. I think Pocket Camp is the game this was first introduced (some rugs are animated, i know that much but,ive never had enough leaf tickets to afford them).

So I think it stands to reason that a lot of other new furniture that was introduced in Pocket Camp will also be avilable in New Horizons. I mean, we're given crafting material goodness sake! If that doesn't scream "all the new cool/interesting/cute/amazing furturniture weve added to pocket camp will be available in a main series game" then I don't know what!

[multimikedc]