#kush creates

[thunderheadfred]

State legalization bill passed!!!!! We are good to grow!

After months of planning and waiting, I finally ordered my very first seeds aaahhh yaaaayy!!! MANGO KUSH!!! I kinda wanted to try Tropicana Cookies, which sounds amazing for ADHD, but I figured that might be too hard to grow (and consume, it's pretty strong) so I went with my gut. Never met a mango I didn't like, and this is a good hybrid strain with great medical uses.

These won't be auto-flower, since the seed bank I had a coupon for doesn't have an auto version, but for a photo-period, Mango Kush is supposed to be easy to grow even for first-timers.

Can't wait to nurture my lovely magical girls to full flower 😍

#ironically while I'm on a tolerance break from all this shitty Delta-8 lab-created stuff I've had to use in the meantime #actually it passed a while ago but I was busy and didn't have time to set up the grow tent lmfao #BUT NOW #Fred gonna grow the GOOD KUSH #not to be a stoner on main #but weed has actually changed my life #a medicine that treats all of my mental health issues and has ZERO SIDE EFFECTS #I'm not throwing out my SSRI or nothing but holy SHIT there is no comparison #cannabis has done for me what meds never could #plus my dad is likely having knee surgery soon so if I can grow fast enough this will be excellent for his pain management and recovery #a magic fucking plant you can just like... grow yourself #amazing #cannabis

[skitztals]

I’m literally the most unfunniest person ever like this shit was trending like 2-3 years ago but here we are ig….

#monument mythos #the monument mythos #golden gate bridge #goldengategirl #howard melrose #eunice dean #im on that good kush and alcohol #weezer #i just threw out the love of my dreams #weezer pinkerton #Pinkerton #Pinkerton album #breakup #yassss #imgonnakms #wjat the fuck #what did I just created #yabadabadoobop #beginer artist

[lord-shitbox]

I am becoming more mentally ill by yh day godas my witness. want sooo bad to draw and have people coo over me being funny about cjaracters but the juice that makes you do or care things bottle in my head is quite empy

#shitboxposting #right as i need to be making plans for future fun activities too ... so fuckrd up. i don't want to do anthhjng #ive spent the past 2 na half hours doing basicsllh nothing trying to get ready for bed did shower though #maybe its finally time to break out the good kush (creating extremely self indulgent stuff to cope)

[hoesformatt]

PASS THE BLUNT

Chris smut, ykwtfgo, the freaks know

dom!chris (all my writing is all inclusive unlike some of y’all hoes and is poc friendly)

contains: smoking weed (I’M ON THAT GOOD KUSH AND ALCOHOL), pet names (use of mama, baby), hand-jobs, blow-jobs, heavy petting, no use of y/n

word count: 1.1k

not-proofread

Contemplating on the bean bag in room, my eyes wandering around my room, the tin of kush on my bedside table glaring at me. I gave in grabbing it marching down the stairs.

“What’s good” Chris sat on the kitchen stool glancing up at me then looking back at his phone which was propped up on a water bottle.

“Hey” He said dryly

“Hello, what are doing” I waved my hands around seeking for his attention. “I’m on live” He looked straight at me smiling with a ‘Don’t say anything smart’ face.

I nodded then opening the fridge and searching for water as I took one popping the cap off the bottle.

Taking out the tin and my phone out my pants turning it off. “What are you turning your phone off for?” He asked

I hand signalled paper putting it on the table, crushing up weed, placing it on the ‘air’ paper, rolling it up, licking it and smoking it. He got the idea pretty quickly gazing towards his phone contemplating if he was going to come out and smoke with me or keep being on live.

I stood there and waited but I just rolled my eyes took my shit and walked to backyard. I slid open the back door to sit on the patio furniture.

Opening my tin, it already had my blunt I rolled up earlier and I grasped on the lighter igniting it and placing the fire on the end of my blunt.

Setting in it my mouth breathing in taking a puff, releasing the smoke almost instantly calming me down. “Pass the blunt”

Chris pulled out one of the chairs next to me sitting down manspreading before stealing the joint from my hand. He was making me so fucking horny and I wasn’t even that high yet, I just want to kneel in-between his thighs and suck him off.

I watched him drag the blunt and hold the smoke in his chest then throwing his head back then exhaling slowly.

Chris’ adams apple bobbed out as he opened his eye to look up at the night sky the stars within his gaze. The starry night gave us a chance to adore the world around, At this point we don’t even know how many hits we’ve taken, half of the joint is blown but I’m just happy and high. And horny.

Almost the whole thing was down and I placed the weed back in my tin before I closed it and glanced over at Chris who was already creating a hole through my head.

“Are you thinking, what i’m thinking?” His speech was almost perfect it was just the redness of his eyes that threw me off. “No what are you thinking” I giggled.

“I think we need to fuck” I stopped giggling when I saw his face which was dead serious. And dead hot, like what the fuck.

I got nothing let to lose and this high is about to make this spicer than it can already get. Just him saying that made me notice the way brown hair fell on his face, his pink lips that could match the color of his tip, perfect straight nose, very rideable.

I walked around to sit on his lap, eyes locking in with each other. “Grind.”

I did what he asked grinding on his clothed dick with my wet cunt. Chris groaned loudly holding his hands on my waist guiding me to press down harder on his bulge.

Moving my hips up and down Chris would buck up his hips once and a while for extra stimulation and his moans got louder. “Get on your knees” I followed his lead pulling down his sweatpants along with his boxers revealing his length making me gasp at his size.

I began on the end of his length, slowly kitty-licking Chris’ pre-cum leaking out his slit which I rubbed all around his shaft for lubricant. I kissed his pulsing tip as he became impatient with me.

I fully put his cock in my mouth bobbing my head at a fast pace, gaping up at his face his lips parted, moans and whimpers stemming from his mouth. “Oh fuck mama”.

Chris pushed my head farther down fronting his balls, his tip hitting the back of my throat and my moans sending vibrations through his dick. He twisted the blunt in-between his long fingers before I heard the joint burn and crackle before he placed it back on the ashtray. Chris was still gripping my dark curls as I fought the urge to gag as I was being distracted by how heavenly he looked, my panties were soaking with wetness.

The squirming and his cries told me that was ready to cum, I felt his legs shaking around my head until Chris pushed my head down completely his length choking me out till thick liquids streamed into my mouth.

Chris lifted me up, gripping my neck then my waist to place me on his lap, sitting on his hard raw dick under my clothed cunt. I turned for my back to face him and his hands snaked up, unclipping my bra and throwing it onto the chair I was on.

I held his cock in my hand positioning it to my warm and wet pussy slowly lowering myself onto him, my mouth refused to stay closed as I huffed. “Chris y-you’re so f-f-fucking b-big”

He smirked at me before I completely nuzzled around his cock and Chris wrapped his arms waist helping me shift up and down. “Fuck mama you’re so fucking w-warm and tight”.

Bouncing on his dick I was reckless, I’ve never experienced so much pleasure in my life, feeling his length abuse my cunt as he thrusted his hips going deeper into me. “S-Shit, Chris!” He quickened his pace surprising me, as a high flushed through my body.

Moving on my own Chris laid back on the chair just staring at me bouncing on his cock, mostly watching my ass recoil with every motion I did. He snook his hands into my shirt holding my tits, “Come on mama, work that shit” He placed the blunt to my lips as I dragged it and slowed my movement until Chris yanked on my curls, my head pulling back.

My stomach tied up as I reached my orgasm and my breaths got heavier “You’re gonna cum baby?” I nodded profusely “Cum all over my cock baby, cum for me.” With his go I came with ease making a mess all over him. Letting go, I let my body fall back as he pulled through his last thrusts into me and before pulling out and cumming all over my back and his stomach.

“Shit, you gonna clean me up?”

this took longer to write than I thought…

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[eyesthecolorofarson]

Interacting with Entities

The Justice Leagues main meeting room wasn’t usually this crowded, with both the entire Flash, Bat, Super, and Arrow families in attendance. Though to be fair, Red Robin didn’t usually send out a message on mass that told them he had information that changed the fundamentals of life and death.

Tim was typing at the main computer, ignoring or not hearing the whispers of everyone around him as he opened what seemed to be a very disturbing image. It showed a little girl, no older than ten, with red hair and off-color green-white skin in what seemed to be a lab. She was leaning against an operating table, sobbing. On the operating table was a toddler, who couldn’t be older than three.

He’d been dissected. He was pinned open like a frog in a high school science class, and the only thing in his small body were his ribs. His other organs were in jars surrounding him, his heart above his head. His eyes had been removed as well, placed in separate jars on each side of his heart.

The room fell deathly silent as they took in the image. Tim turned around, tired and grim, and spoke. “Who you are looking at is Jazz and Danny Fenton from Ohio. Jazz is possible a different species, and Danny is a clone she created. The reason she knew how to do this and succeeded is because of her hyper intelligence and from watching her parents, who are scientists.”

Tim turned around again and clicked a button. “And as you can see, their very unethical ones.” The video began playing, projecting the girls deep, heart-wrenching sobs. You could hear how much she loved him, how many good memories she had with him. She choked, sniffling and whimpering in a soft, broken tone, “I–*hic* I….. I j-just didn’t wa-waaant *hic* to be alone any*hic*more….”

Behind her, something began to form.

It made the video distort, but it was clearly a person fading into existence. It looked like someone swirling something in reverse. The video cleared up and floating where the vortex had been was an old man, with icy blue skin and red eyes. He had long, white hair and wore a cloak that hid the rest of his body.

He placed a hand on her shoulder and spoke in a soft tone, “You are a child.” Jazzs sobs didn’t stop, but they slowed as he continued. “You are a scared, abused, neglected, horribly alone child. The only thing you wanted was to be loved, to have something to love. This was not your fault. This was a failure of the system, not you.”

Jazz had stopped crying, and for a moment they were silent, staring at the body in front of them. The man spoke again, but softer. “There is a way to bring him back, you know.” Jazzs head wiped around so fast many worried of whiplash. But the camera now has a clear view of her face, and her bright red eyes.

“How?” She said, gripping the man’s cloak, “no riddles, no cryptic messages, please Clockwork, please, just tell me how to bring him back.” He smiled softly and patted her head. “It will be a long journey, and difficult in ways unimaginable, and you must do it alone. But I believe you will be able to succeed.”

Clockwork began floating about the lab, picking out random things such as syringes filled with strange brightly-colored liquids and futuristic looking weapons as he spoke. “What is an Entity, Jasmine?”

Jazz watched him, confused, but answered. “It’s when the personification of a concept, like Lady Justice, or a natural unchangeable occurrence, like life and death or the four seasons, gains sentience and comes together to form a corporeal, human-like form.”

“It happens when these concepts or occurrences gain enough power,” she continued, “and then every part of them comes together to form a singular whole. Like how every religious belief formed Lady Death, or how everyone’s opinion on a season effects how they act and express themselves.”

“Very good.” Clockwork said, the objects he picked up floating around him in a circle when he let them go. “Deep in the Hindu Kush Mountains, in a place called Nada Parbat, there is an Entity trapped. Her name is ɭ̷͕̈́ค̴̡̞̮̱̩͓̝̅̈́͗͆̋̆̋̈́̉̿̓̕͠ᘔ̴̨̢̖͔͖͚͙̗̚ͅค̵͈͍̞͚̄̐̃̔̌̋͜ͅг̶̣̙̰̣͔̖̰̱̝͔͍̘͂͆̄̈́̆̍͑͒͛̃̚ͅย̶͇̥̜͈͚̼͉̈́̈̓̒͊͗̍͋̄̆̕͠ร̷̪̃̈́͒̒̿͠͝.” The Justice League was torn from their intense focus of the video to the sudden pain in their ears, the wave of nausea that washed over them, the dizziness and confusion. Whatever language that was it wasn’t meant for human ears.

In the video, Jazz didn’t seem effected, and even understood what he was saying. She muttered the word, over and over again, before she said, “Lazarus? I’ve never heard of that before. What’s she made out of?” Clockwork floated back towards her and continued to explain. “Her true name is Lady Life. She is the oldest, the truest, spread among and deeply connected to every part of this universe. From the smallest ant to the largest planet, she is Life in its purest form.”

“Is she older than you?” Jazz asked, tilting her head and grabbing every syringe she could reach, placing them on a different table than the one Danny was on and organizing them by size and color. Clockwork laughed. “Far, far older. She existed before Lady Death did, in a sort of ‘chicken and egg’ scenario.”

“I tell you this,” Clockwork started, handing Jazz several of the weapons before continuing, “because for the past few centuries, Lady Life’s powers have been severely abused by people who are not worthy of them. And those subjected to her power against their will are going about treating the side effects incredibly wrong.”

“What are the rules for interacting with an Entity?” “Do not take, do not lie, do not steal.” Jazz replied, “Ask, explain, thank. And good will follow.” Clockwork smiled. “Very good. And what is the rule for when bringing an Entity into the body?” “Do not bathe, for it washes away.” Jazz again replied. “Do not inject, for it pierces skin. Consume, for eating is only done willingly and happily.”

“Now, a series of questions.” Clockwork said, “When bringing an Entity into the body, what happens when you attempt to lock it away?” “It will attempt to lock you away.” “And when you ties to fight it?” “It will try to fight you.” “And when you try to control it?” “It will attempt to control you.”

Jazz finished her sorting and turned to look at Clockwork. “The best way to bring an Entity into your body is to accept it, respect it, and love it, and it will give you the same in return.” They stared at each other silently for a couple minutes, not blinking or breathing.

“I have to bring Lady Life into Danny.” Jazz finally spoke. Clockwork nodded. “But how?” Jazz look to the operating table for a moment, before turning back to Clockwork. “He can’t eat anything….” Clockwork moved to the side, blocking her view of the table. “Remember, Jasmine; ask, explain, thank. Like everyone, Lady Life has many sides. While yes, she can be endlessly cruel, but also deeply loving and compassionate. It all depends on how you treat her.”

Jazz thought for a moment. “So, if I free Lady Life—because that’s what you want me to do, right?” At Clockworks nod she continued, “Right. So, if I free her, and I treat her really nicely and I ask nicely, she’ll bring Danny back?” Clockwork said yes, and Jazz fell silent again. “How do I do it?” She said, her red eyes alight with determination. Clockwork held out his hand, and when she took it—

Both them and Danny were gone

#dp x dc au #dp au #danny phantom au #jazz fenton #infinite realms #clockwork #dp x dc crossover #just a midnight thing

[what-if-nct]

What Kissing NCT tastes like.

Taeil: Marlboro Lights and Hi-C Orange Lavaburst from McDonald's

Johnny: Bong water, cherry tinted nicotine, warm beer, and day old coffee from starbucks he forgot was on his floor and he finished it when he found it.

Taeyong: Strawberry Milk and residual blue raspberry vape flavor.

Yuta: Hot whiskey, not room temperature but boiled on the stove and drank straight from the sauce pan.

Doyoung: Sensodyne, Listerine and Extra Polar Ice gum with a light hint of coffee.

Kun: Fatigue and room temperature coffee from the twenty year old coffee machine in the office he drank while making copies.

Ten: Horrible mistakes and a margarita he didn't have to pay for.

Jaehyun: OG Kush

Winwin: Limoncello La Croix and a mix of cigarettes people gave him because he didn't feel like buying a new pack.

Jungwoo: Fruit punch, melted slushie that he created by combining multiple flavors, Newport's, and he licks the side of your lips leaving a vague nacho cheese from taco bell flavor behind.

Mark: Arizona ice tea lemonade, a taquito from 7-eleven and skittles.

Xiaojun: Bella's saliva.

Hendery: Monster Ultra Paradise, Moonshine, Menthol, and day old pizza from under his bed.

Renjun: Lemonade, cake pops from starbucks with a tinge of plant food he was curious about.

Jeno: Bud light and batteries.

Haechan: Sour patch kids and bath and body works body spray he accidently sprayed in his mouth, a thousand wishes to be specific.

Jaemin: Just pure coffee, kissing him is like drinking coffee straight from the teat of Starbucks.

Yangyang: Wild berry vape juice, stems, and lies.

Shotaro: Marshmallows, Cotton Candy, Brownies and love.

Sungchan: Pure peppermint from eating a box of candy canes he's kept since December.

Chenle: Fourth day unbrushed teeth and Daegal's saliva.

Jisung: Hamster food and bubble gum.

#Taeil #Johnny #Taeyong #Yuta #insp by #🐖🐖🐇 anon #Doyoung #Kun #Ten nct #Jaehyun #Winwin #Jungwoo #Xiaojun #Hendery #Renjun #Jeno #Haechan #Jaemin #Yangyang #Shotaro #Sungchan #Chenle #Jisung #park jisung #johnny suh #johnny seo #nct #nct 127 #wayv #nct dream

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[monocodoll]

MonocoDoll's Vile Ventures (Drug Dealing) Mod Report (Small Additions, Additional Tunables, Animation Bloopers, Testing/Bug Fixes)

Another Month has passed. Which means another Mod Report for my Vile Ventures mod. This month I have been focusing on adding small additions, creating more tunables, attempt at first consuming animation, and testing the mod on a playthrough to find any bugs that may have been missed. Which I will go over these on the report.

[Small Additions]

-Shroom Harvestable

A new Shroom Harvestable has been created. As I honestly forgot to create one when I had previously made my other custom plants. The shroom seeds are obtainable through your NPC drug dealer after aquiring Drug Dealing Skill level 4.

You are also able to craft your own baggies of Shrooms through obtaining 6 Shroom ingredients and one baggy.

The Shroom Baggies are also obtainable through your Drug Dealer NPC, and there are no skill requirements needed to obtain the consumable shroom baggies.

-Illegally aquiring Drug Seeds

You are now able to obtain Drug Seeds Illegally via your NPC Drug Dealer. However, you must meet a certain threshold within your Drug Dealing Skill level. The prices for each seed is tunable.

-Drug Dealing Skill Level 3: Unlocks White Widow and Purple Haze Buds

-Drug Dealing Skill Level 4: Unlocks Skunk and OG Kush Buds. As Well as Shrooms seed.

-Drug Dealing Skill Level 5: Unlocks AK47 and Amnesia Buds. As well as Coca Seeds.

-Drug Dealing Skill Level 7: Unlocks Opium Seed.

-Racket Inheritance

Any Rackets that your Drug Dealer Sim owns can now be passed down to someone in the case of your sim dying. You are able to ask any Teen or above sim to take over your operations when you pass. The sim being asked must not be against Illegal drugs and need to have at least a friendship relationship established. Otherwise they will not accept your offer.

In the case that your sim who owns the Illegal racket does not assign anyone to inheret the rackets. The Rackets will first be handed to a child of the sim. If no children are present, then a sibling. If No siblings are present, then a parent. Otherwise, the racket will be lost upon death.

-Added Extra Benefits For Completing Drug Dealing Challenges.

Completing the Cannabis Dealer Expert, Psychedelic Dealer Expert, Pill Dealer Expert, and Powder Dealer Expert challenges now provides an additional bonus on top of just increasing sale earnings for the category of the drug. Completing these category challenges will now net you high quality product when you are crafting your own supply. So collecting your cured weed while having the Cannabis Dealing Expert challenge completed will provide you with high quality cannabis baggy instead of normal quality cannabis baggy.

-Lean Is Craftable

Lean is now craftable. Select a Styfoam Cup. You will need Jolly Ranchers, Sprite, Styrofoam Cup, and Cold Medicine. The cold medicine has up to 4 uses. So with one cold medicine, you can create up to 4 Lean.

-Using Baby Laxatives to Cut High Quality Cocaine

Baby Laxatives will be obtainable at the grocery store. On Drug Dealing Skill level 2, you will be able to utilize them to cut High Quality Cocaine Baggies into normal quality Cocaine Baggies. Which will either net you two or three Normal Quality Cocaine Baggies.

-Finished Making Moodlet Images For each Custom Moodlet

At this moment, the total amount of custom moodlets provides by this mod will be 106. The images for these moodlets have been completed.

[Additional Tunables]

I also added some notable tunable's to certain features. There are many more, but I will notate the ones that were introduced during this month.

-Overdose Chances

Chance of overdosing on drugs are tunable. By default the values for each drug.

Lean: 60%

Adderall: 40%

PainKillers: 50%

Xanax: 45%

MDMA: 55%

Cocaine: 70%

Meth: 80%

Heroin: 90%

Overdosing can only occurs if your sim takes more than one dose of the substance when they are already under the effects of that substance.

-Fatal Overdose Chances

You can also determine the chances of an overdose being fatal. If the overdose is fatal, the sim will die. If it is not fatal the sim will be knocked out and fall asleep. By default the values for a fatal overdose are...

Lean: 40%

Adderall: 30%

PainKillers: 40%

Xanax: 20%

MDMA: 30%

Cocaine: 50%

Meth: 70%

Heroin: 80%

-Time it takes to Cure Weed

Previously, the time it took to cure weed in a jar was not a tunable. While I was playing a playthrough with my mod, I figured that some would appreciate this as a tunable. By default it is 24 hours.

-Time It Takes for Cocaine Brick and Meth Package to finish

Previously, the time it took for Cocaine Brick and Meth Package to be completed in their respective containers was not a tunable. The time it takes is now tunable. By default, it takes 48 hours for a Cocaine Brick and Meth Package to be collected in their respective containers after filling it up.

-Drug Dealing Skill Points earned per Sale

You will be able to dictate just how much skill points your sim earns per type of drug sold. By Default selling Cannabis, Psychedelic, Pill, and Powdered type drugs net you 100 skillpoints. Which is a bit of a grind. For example at the moment during my playthrough I sold 139 drugs and I just got to Drug Dealing Skill level 5.

[Animation Attempt]

There was an attempt during the month to at least produce one consumption animation for this month. However, the prop refused to appear in the correct location. I'm still unsure what went wrong, but I will continue to look into it. The attempt was made for the drink Lean animation.

[Changes/Fixes Made During Testing]

I decided to perform a playthrough with my mod. To determine if I should make any changes or if there are any bugs that need fixing. Which there were a few I found.

-Fixed Bug Preventing my custom plants from growing overtime.

-Fixed a Bug Preventing the heat system from saving after reloading a save:

Example, my sim had a heat level of 15. Making him eligible to potentially have his residence raided. However, when I reloaded my save after saving. My sims heat level went back down to 0. This is resolved and heat level will be retained even after reloading a save.

-Fixed Empty Jars having a black substance inside of them:

This was a problem I had in the past, but didn't decide to expirement to try to fix it until it started to bother me in my playthrough. The black substance only appeared after you collected your cured cannabis. However, the empty jars are now truly empty.

-Made a adjustment to crafting drugs via the Chemistry Table:

Previously when processing Coke Powder, Meth Tray, Heroin, and MDMA there were no Drug Dealing Skill Requirements. I decided to go back and add a Drug Dealing Skill requirement in order to produce these drugs via the Chemistry Table. Especially for Meth. Since all the ingredients to produce meth is obtainable through the grocery store. Which will make it too easy I thought. So now on top of the logic skills required to produce these substances. MDMA production will require a Drug Dealing Skill of 4, Cocaine/Meth Production will require a Drug Dealing Skill of 5 Heroin production will require a Drug Dealing Skill of 7. Cannabis and Shrooms still do not require a drug dealing skill. Just the necessary ingredients for now.

And that is all I have to report on for this month. We went over creating a Shroom harvestable, Racket Inheritance, Crafting Lean, Obtaining Drug Seeds Illegally, Cutting High Quality Cocaine with baby laxatives, Adding more tunables, and making adjustments and fixing bugs found during my playthrough.

I had fun testing the early game of my mod. I managed to make it to drug dealing skill level 5 and was satisfied with the early game of the mod. I will continue to test my playthrough and attempt to make it to the late game of my mod. Where I will be attempting to own my own rackets and ensure that they work just perfectly. If all is well during my playthrough then everything is complete regarding my Drug Dealing side of the mod. And all that would be left are the final touches of the consumption of these substances. Which will include consumption Animations, reactions of nearby sims when smoking, and a rolling skill for joints and blunts, and possibly anything else that I may think of later on.

Now I'm going to go back to being a ghost. However, again thank you for all those that are patient.

#ts3 modding

[bullet-prooflove]

The Halfway Point Part 3: A Safe Space - Angel Reyes x Reader (feat: Felipe Reyes)

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The next day when you find Felipe in the rose garden you're surprised. You didn't expect him to follow through on his promise with the bench but it's seven in the morning and he's sitting on the damp grass alongside his toolbox and a small stack of wood, reinforcing the thing.

“Rotted through.” He tells you, showing you one of the slats. “It's a wonder you didn't fall straight through it.”

You think back to you and Angel last week. How he had made love to you on the grass instead of the bench because he was adamant it wouldn't hold despite the fact you were adamant it would. Felipe catches sight of your smile and shakes his head.

“I don't want to know.”

When you come by at again at noon with some water and some sandwiches for the older man, he's still sitting in the same place. This time though he has a paint tin perched next to him and a brush in his hand.

“Protects it from the weather.” He tells you in that gruff tone of his.

You sit and set down the collection of snacks and water bottles alongside him. He puts down the paint brush and covers the tin with the lid before stripping off his gloves. He doesn’t say anything when he picks up his sandwich and takes a bite, not even a thank you. You find it a little bit infuriating but you are determined not to let it get to you.

“Why do you keep it walled off?” he asks you thoughtfully, gesturing at the area around you.

You consider the question because there are multiple reasons, you’re just not sure which one to give him.

“Rose kush.” You say, tilting your head pointedly at the roses. “I use them to create the strain that grows in that field, they’re my secret weapon.”

“The real reason?” he prompts because Felipe knows when someone isn't giving him the whole story.

You pause for a moment because it’s not easy to discuss that sometimes the world gets a little too much and you buckle under the weight of your responsibilities. That sometimes you need a break from everything and everyone.

“Sometimes I just need space.” You confess to him. “A place that I can come to when everything gets a little too much. Being here around the roses, it just soothes me, it reminds me...”

You trail off, picking at the crust of your sandwich.

“Of what?” Felipe askes as he dusts the crumbs from his hands.

You swallow hard against the ache in your chest, because despite the fact it’s been a couple of years you still feel the loss acutely.

“Of when my Nana was alive. She was always this safe space for me, and I didn’t have that for a while after she was gone.”

There’s silence for a moment before Felipe breaks it.

“I still talk to Marisol.” He admits with a sigh. “Everyday I have my morning coffee and I tell her about the boys, things they've done, interactions we've had. I’ve not always been the best father but I'm trying because I’m all they've got right now.”

“I think you’re a pretty good one.” You tell him. Despite his gruffness you believe it, you think about the nights where Angel didn’t want to be alone after his mother’s passing, Felipe had still stepped up despite the fact he was grieving. They never talked about anything but baseball but it had helped Angel not feel so adrift. “You’re still present, there when they need you.”

“What about your father?” Felipe questions as he bundles up his rubbish. “Why isn't he here making sure that gate gets oiled?”

You shrug your shoulders.

“I don't know who he is.” You tell him truthfully. “I don’t even think my mom did. She was pretty wild. Left home at fifteen, followed a couple of bands around the country, came back one night and dropped a baby in my Nana's arms and took off again. She died when I was fourteen, she got drunk and took a header off a bridge in in Wisconsin, apparently someone dared her to walk along the handrail... the rest is history.”

“I'm sorry to hear that.”

He means it, he really does. No child deserves to be abandoned by their parent, no child needs to hear that drugs, drink and a good time are worth more than they are. Despite that you’re still seemingly well adjusted. He knows you’ve attended counselling; you’ve talked about it openly in your interviews.

“It is what it is.” You tell him, collecting the trash from him and putting it inside a compostable carrier bag. “It didn’t stop me from living my life, from going to college and becoming a botanist.”

“What about the farm?” he asks, his elbows coming to rest upon his knees.

“My Nana,” You explain, tying a knot in the top of the career bag. “She started off small in the sixties and then I helped legitimise it. I loved tinkering with plants, combining different things to see what the result was and that’s how we ended up with rose kush. It's helped a lot of people so far.”

“You believe in what you do.” Felipe states.

He respects that. It’s not often that you find people so firm in their ideals, that will stick to their guns when challenged but you do. You sincerely believe in what you’re harvesting and selling and he wants to understand that.

“I do.” You tell him. “I know you probably think I’m no better than the Galindos but this means something to me. The health care system is broken, and people can’t pay for their medicine and if Rose Kush brings them any kind of relief, then I’m glad for that. Until you have seen someone you love in agony, suffering because they can’t escape their pain, I don’t think you get an opinion.”

There’s a conviction in your words, he knows your Nana died of cancer, he can't imagine what it was like to watch someone you love waste away like that. In a way he’s glad that Marisol’s death was quick, even if he never got to say goodbye.

“Come to dinner tomorrow night.” He says both surprising himself and you. “Bring Angel. You can check on that rose bush, make sure it's taken to the soil.”

“Just to check on that rose bush.” You agree, raising to your feet. “Make sure you haven’t been neglecting it.”

“Give me a little credit." He mutters as he tugs on his gloves once again and removes the lid from the paint can. “It's only been a couple of days.”

“Uh huh.” You tease, lingering by the gate for a moment before you smile. “I'll see you tomorrow Felipe"

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[moneeb0930]

ORIGIN OF THE OLYMPICS:

Two thousand years before the first Olympic games were held in ancient Greece, sports had been created and played Amongst the Africans, including the ones dwelling in KMT and Kush aka Nubia.

In the tomb of Baqti III the wrestling scenes are painted across the east wall. The action of the wrestlers can be followed easily by the color scheme. The sequence of the wrestling begins with the placement of this bit of equipment that often belongs to the sport of wrestling. The next scenes picture the exploratory moves and the first attempts at a hold. Swings and throws follow in the swift alternation with positions on the ground. The scenes which follow swiftly one after the other, are like a cinematographic reproduction of a sequence.

Of all the Egyptian sports disciplines, wrestling has the best visual documentation. The first depiction of wrestling occurs on the cities palette from the time of the kingdoms. A wrestling pair is obviously utilized as a hieroglyphic. The six snapshots of a wrestling match from the tomb of Ptahhotep (Fifth Dynasty) are complete free of any emblematic character. Ptahhoteps son Achethotep who shares the tomb with his father, fights as youth against a friend his own age. These type of sparring session still go on in Africa today

[script-a-world]

Submitted via Google Form:

How big can a desert oasis be? I know the Nile river delta is massive but how much bigger can it get? I'd like to have one half the area of Egypt. What also needs to be done about the rivers that flow into them?

Tex: An oasis has a geological underpinning that is man-made in its longevity (Wikipedia), so I suppose they’re only as large as they need to be. Some factors in that include amount of irrigation, size of the underlying water table, how long you can travel from one oasis to another before running out of water, and mode of transportation that typically dictates rate of travel. By definition, an oasis resides in a desert. If something is large enough to cover, as you say, half of Egypt, then the resulting changes in the local environment might create a temperate climate rather than an arid one. Rivers are part and parcel with sedimentary or metamorphic rocks because of its more porous nature than igneous rock, and are the surface-visible part of water movement that also works underground through things like water tables/aquifers.

Licorice: Apparently the largest oasis in our world is 33 square miles. It has four cities and 22 villages. It's in Saudi Arabia and it's called Al-Ahsa. Al-Ahsa_Oasis (Wiki)

I think it might all be a question of scale. An oasis half the size of Egypt wouldn’t be an oasis in the Sahara desert, but if your desert took up half your planet, then that huge oasis might be considered an oasis.

Utuabzu: The exact definition of oasis gets a little fuzzy, since it’s not super clear at what point your lake becomes an inland sea. But an oasis is typically a body of water formed by upwelling groundwater - generally from an artesian basin of some kind - in an otherwise arid environment. They can range in size from a glorified puddle to the one Licorice mentioned, and they’re not necessarily permanent features on the landscape. Plenty of oases are seasonal, only present when the groundwater has risen due to rains elsewhere and vanishing again once the water table drops.

You mentioned the Nile Delta, which is not an oasis. I suspect you may have meant the Fayum, which is a body of water formed by a branch of the Nile entering an endorheic basin - a watershed that cannot empty to the sea because it is too high on all sides - and has been and remains a very agriculturally productive region of Egypt. Endorheic basins can also produce what are called inland deltas, where a river fans out into a large wetland at the bottom of the basin, as it is unable to reach the sea and does not have high enough water flow to flood the basin and create a lake or inland sea. Examples of this include the Okavango Delta in Botswana and the Sistan Delta in Iran and Afghanistan. More commonly endorheic basins have lakes (often salt lakes) or saltpans at their lowest points, and small or intermittent to non-existent waterways.

If we take what you want to be a region approximately the size of Egypt with a river that ends in a delta but does not flow into the sea, surrounded by desert, then that is possible. The Syr Darya and Amu Darya rivers flow through the Central Asian deserts and steppe to empty into the Aral Sea, which is an endorheic basin that once housed an enormous freshwater lake.* The region between these two rivers - called Transoxiana in classical sources - has been home to a chain of vibrant, prosperous civilisations and a vast diversity of peoples and cultures. So if you want to have a big river run through a desert and empty either into a lake or an inland delta, so long as you know where the water is coming from - the Syr Darya and Amu Darya are fed by snowmelt from the Hindu Kush and Tian Shan mountains, while the White Nile, which is the source of the Nile floods, rises in the Ethiopian Highlands and is fed by the wet season rains there - then there’s really no reason why you shouldn’t. Far stranger things exist in real life.

*Soviet hydroengineering has resulted in the Aral Sea all but drying up, causing immense ecological damage to Central Asia.

#google submitted #biomes #desert

[henghost]

once again seeing dIsCoUrSe about amy's marijuana habits 🙄 let me just try and set the record straight once and for all:

amy did NOT try marijuana until after the events of gold morning. thereafter, however, she got a little "too into it." she kidnapped the weed tinker Kush King and forced him to create an easily accessible dab rig, which she proceeded to use once, and it made her way too scared and she wretchified Kush King in the midst of her "reefer madness" :(

#wormblr #worm web serial #amy dallon #wardblr

[heroineimages]

Army-Camp Management Sim?

So I was fiddling with Expeditions: Rome for the first time in a while, and thinking about how while the legion-management features are interesting, they're also super limited. I mean, you can upgrade the camp, recruit officers and legionaries, tell them where to march to, and give orders in battle, and that's about it. And it got me wondering, what would it be like to make a full army-camp simulator? (Screencaps taken from Expeditions: Rome)

I've seen city-builders that kind of do this with the Romans, but what about playing as a legatus managing a full legion and auxiliaries along the Rhine or the Danube or Hadrian's Wall or the borders with Kush or Parthia? Or being in charge of keeping the peace between Iberian tribes in Roman Spain or between the Egyptians and Greeks in Roman Alexandria? (I can even see Spain as kind of a tutorial campaign while the Rhine and Parthian frontiers are hard-mode.)

Players could be responsible for maintaining troop morale, maintaining and upgrading the camp and local defenses, training soldiers, recruiting officers, procuring equipment and materiel, creating and maintaining supply lines, managing relations with the locals, carrying out the emperor's orders, recruiting local auxiliaries or requesting legionaries from the consul, playing local and imperial politics, assigning troops to missions (patrols, raids, reconnaissance, escort duty, shake-downs, etc), and even drawing in camp-followers (merchants, tradesmen, entertainers, prostitutes).

And it doesn't have to be just the Romans. I can see it working for just about any professional or semi-professional army throughout history. Anyway, that's my thoughts. Feel free to chime in with your own ideas!

#Expeditions: Rome #computer games #history #roman history #management sims #discussion

[tohellandback99]

………ok. So what happened was, I shaded him tooooo. Much. I also forgot how I did that and also forgot how I did his hair until recently, when I was inspecting Raul in the movie

😂 and the supposed to BE, white paint streaks… Which, look worse in the photo btw, aren’t making me feel better about it.

What have I done?

What have I created? He looks depressed and I would too. Oh god (oh MY GOD. Either that or like he smoked too much kush. Roflmfao)

I’m SO sorry 😔 we’ll do right by you next time. This drawing just isn’t one. (so sorry) 😭

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[officialyourdailyinspiration]

God Calls Cyrus

1 Thus says the LORD to his anointed, to Koresh, whose right hand I have held, to subdue nations before him, and I will loose the loins of kings; to open the doors before him, and the gates shall not be shut:

2 I will go before you, and make the rough places smooth; I will break in pieces the doors of brass, and cut in sunder the bars of iron;

3 and I will give you the treasures of darkness, and hidden riches of secret places, that you may know that it is I, the LORD, who call you by your name, even the God of Yisra'el.

4 For Ya`akov my servant's sake, and Yisra'el my chosen, I have called you by your name: I have surnamed you, though you have not known me.

5 I am the LORD, and there is none else; besides me there is no God. I will gird you, though you have not known me;

6 that they may know from the rising of the sun, and from the west, that there is none besides me: I am the LORD, and there is no one else.

7 I form the light, and create darkness; I make shalom, and create evil. I am the LORD, who does all these things.

8 Distil, you heavens, from above, and let the skies pour down righteousness: let the eretz open, that it may bring forth yeshu`ah, and let it cause righteousness to spring up together; I, the LORD, have created it.

9 Woe to him who strives with his Maker -- a potsherd among the potsherds of the eretz! Shall the clay ask him who fashions it, "What are you making?" or your work, "He has no hands?"

10 Woe to him who says to a father, "What have you become the father of?" or to a woman, "With what do you travail?"

11 Thus says the LORD, the Holy One of Yisra'el, and his Maker: Ask me of the things that are to come; concerning my sons, and concerning the work of my hands, command you me.

12 I have made the eretz, and created man on it: I, even my hands, have stretched out the heavens; and all their host have I commanded.

13 I have raised him up in righteousness, and I will make straight all his ways: he shall build my city, and he shall let my exiles go free, not for price nor reward, says the LORD of Hosts.

14 Thus says the LORD: "The labor of Mitzrayim, and the merchandise of Kush, and the Seva'im, men of stature, shall come over to you, and they shall be yours. They shall go after you. In chains they shall come over; and they shall fall down to you. They shall make supplication to you: 'Surely God is in you; and there is none else, there is no other god.

15 Most assuredly you are a God who hid yourself, God of Yisra'el, the Savior.'

16 They shall be put to shame, yes, confounded, all of them; they shall go into confusion together who are makers of idols.

17 [But] Yisra'el shall be saved by the LORD with an everlasting salvation: you shall not be put to shame nor confounded world without end.

18 For thus says the LORD who created the heavens, the God who formed the eretz and made it, who established it and didn't create it a waste, who formed it to be inhabited: I am the LORD; and there is no one else.

19 I have not spoken in secret, in a place of the land of darkness; I didn't say to the seed of Ya`akov, Seek you me in vain: I, the LORD, speak righteousness, I declare things that are right.

20 Assemble yourselves and come; draw near together, you who have escaped from the nations: they have no knowledge who carry the wood of their engraved image, and pray to a god that can't save.

21 Declare you, and bring [it] forth; yes, let them take counsel together: who has shown this from ancient time? who has declared it of old? Haven't I, the LORD? and there is no God else besides me, a just God and a Savior; there is no one besides me.

22 Look to me, and be you saved, all the ends of the eretz; for I am God, and there is none else.

23 By myself have I sworn, the word is gone forth from my mouth [in] righteousness, and shall not return, that to me every knee shall bow, every tongue shall swear.

24 Only in the LORD, it is said of me, is righteousness and strength; even to him shall men come; and all those who were incensed against him shall be put to shame.

25 In the LORD shall all the seed of Yisra'el be justified, and shall glory. — Isaiah 45 | Hebrew Names Version (HNV) The Hebrew Names Version Bible is in the public domain. Cross References: Genesis 1:1-2; Genesis 1:4; Genesis 2:1; Exodus 9:14; Exodus 33:12; Numbers 28:8-9; 1 Kings 8:32; 2 Chronicles 15:2; 2 Chronicles 36:22-23; Ezra 1:2; Psalm 44:24; Psalm 68:8; Psalm 102:15; Psalm 107:16; Isaiah 8:19; Isaiah 12:2; Isaiah 41:11; Isaiah 42:17; Isaiah 43:9; Isaiah 45:9; Acts 15:18; Acts 17:23; Romans 9:20-21; Romans 14:11; 1 Corinthians 14:25; Revelation 3:9

#Cyrus #God's chosen instrument #idolatry #salvation #Babylon #Isaiah 45 #Book of Isaiah #Old Testament #Hebrew Names Version Bible #HNV