#Undisturbed Environment

[yoonavii]

⌕ ʀᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ

⤿ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴢᴏʀᴏ, ꜱʜᴀɴᴋꜱ, ʟᴜᴄᴄɪ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀɴᴊɪ

⤿ ᴢᴏʀᴏ

Zoro’s movements are deliberate and steady. He cradles you in his arms and sways with a slow, rhythmic motion, creating a calming effect.

Zoro doesn’t need words. The quiet rocking motion is his way of expressing comfort and care without the need for verbal reassurances.

As he rocks you, Zoro’s gaze remains focused on your face. There’s a protective and watchful expression as he ensures you feel safe and secure.

Though not known for his singing, Zoro might hum a soft tune or a lullaby under his breath. The sound is low and soothing, adding a touch of warmth to the moment.

Zoro pays attention to your reactions. If he senses you prefer a different rocking speed or motion, he adjusts accordingly to ensure you find the most comfortable position.

In addition to rocking, Zoro may gently stroke your hair or run his fingers through it. This extra touch adds to the overall soothing experience.

Zoro ensures you’re surrounded by a sense of safety. Whether it’s using a blanket to create a cozy nest or adjusting pillows for maximum comfort, he wants you to feel at ease.

Zoro is patient, rocking you until he senses you’ve drifted off into a peaceful sleep. He takes his time, savoring the quiet moments shared.

Once you’re asleep, Zoro transitions you carefully to the bed. He ensures you remain undisturbed and comfortable as he lays you down.

After you’re asleep, Zoro might linger for a moment, watching over you with a quiet and contented expression before tending to his own rest.

⤿ ꜱʜᴀɴᴋꜱ

Shanks sways back and forth in a slow and gentle rhythm. His movements are effortless, creating a soothing and comforting motion.

Shanks is known for his love of music, so he might softly whistle a calming tune or a sea shanty, adding a melodic touch to the rocking.

Shanks keeps a light atmosphere. He might engage in playful banter, sharing stories or making jokes to lighten the mood as he rocks you.

Shanks pays attention to your cues. If he senses a need for a change in rocking speed or style, he adapts to ensure your comfort.

In between the rocking, he might whisper words of affection or reassurance, letting you know that you’re cared for and safe.

Imagine a scenario where Shanks rocks you in a chair on the deck of his ship, the gentle sounds of the sea providing a serene background. XD

Shanks may gently rub your back or stroke your hair, adding a tactile element to the comfort he provides.

Once you’re in a peaceful sleep, he’ll carefully transitions you to the bed. He ensures you’re settled and comfortable before stepping away.

Shanks may linger for a moment, watching over you with a soft smile. His red eyes reflect a deep sense of affection and care.

⤿ ʟᴜᴄᴄɪ

Lucci’s movements are precise and rhythmic, almost like a well-calibrated machine. His rocking has a steady and consistent pace, providing a sense of stability.

He operates in silence. The only sounds you might hear are the subtle creaks of the chair or the ship. He ensures a quiet and peaceful environment.

Lucci maintains a focused gaze, his intense eyes watching over you with a sense of unwavering attention. It’s almost as if he’s standing guard while rocking you.

While rocking, he might occasionally stroke your hair or back, a subtle gesture that reveals a softer side to his usually stern demeanor.

Lucci strategically places the rocking chair in a quiet, dimly lit corner, creating an optimal environment for relaxation.

He exudes a calm and cool aura. The rocking process reflects this, providing a tranquil experience that complements his composed nature.

When it’s time to transition to the bed, Lucci does so with crisp efficiency. He ensures you’re comfortably settled, adjusting pillows and blankets with meticulous care.

Lucci might hum or softly sing lullabies in a composed manner. His deep voice adds a soothing element to the rocking experience.

He remains vigilant even as you sleep. His watchful gaze continues, ensuring your safety and well-being throughout the night.

Lucci might establish a routine for rocking you to sleep, creating a sense of predictability that aligns with his disciplined nature.

⤿ ꜱᴀɴᴊɪ

Sanji’s rocking motion is characterized by a gentle, rhythmic sway. He moves with grace, creating a calming sensation that lulls you into a peaceful sleep.

The room is adorned with softly lit candles, casting a warm and cozy glow. Sanji appreciates the romantic atmosphere, making the rocking session feel like a serene escape.

Smooth jazz music plays softly in the background, adding to the sophisticated and tranquil ambiance as Sanji rocks you to sleep.

He loves the scent of delicious food, so the room is filled with the comforting aroma of freshly baked goods, creating a homey and inviting environment.

The bed is adorned with a plush comforter featuring intricate embroidery. Sanji will ensure that you’re nestled in the softness of the covers during the rocking.

He takes pride in fluffing and adjusting the pillows to perfection, ensuring optimal comfort and support for a good night’s sleep.

He’ll whisper chivalrous and comforting words as he rocks you, creating a sense of security and care.

Incorporating his culinary skills, Sanji might include a gentle foot massage during the rocking session, using soothing oils to enhance relaxation.

Sanji softly hums a calming melody while rocking you, his gentle voice adding an extra layer of tranquility to the bedtime routine.

Sanji might sing or hum soft French lullabies, infusing an air of romance and sophistication into the rocking experience.

Before placing you in bed, Sanji leans down for a gentle goodnight kiss, expressing his care and affection.

A pair of comfy slippers awaits you by the bedside, ensuring your feet touch a soft surface as you transition from rocking to sleep.

He’ll prepare a cup of organic herbal tea known for its calming properties, serving it in a delicate teacup to complement the bedtime routine.

The bed is adorned with silky smooth sheets, providing a luxurious and pampering feel during the rocking session.

Sanji recites soft, romantic poetry or heartfelt words as he rocks you, turning the bedtime routine into a poetic and tender experience.

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[courtlyharlequin]

Hello! Your writing is amazing💗💗. Could I request some headcannons with the dorm leaders reacting to see their s/o sleeping beside them when they wake up in the morning (Super Fluffy). Thank you!

By Your Side

A/N: Ueee thank you! I see you around a lot in my notifs so I can tell you really like my stuff. Thank you for always supporting me hehe ♡

Riddle Rosehearts:

He's never really shared his bed before. Riddle is a bit of a picky sleeper. He's not a light sleeper, but he can't fall asleep unless the conditions are right. He can't fall asleep unless he's laying down on his back. There can't be too much noise when he's trying to fall asleep otherwise he'd be wide awake- not matter how tired he is.

So naturally, waking up with you by his side, he's a little startled. Riddle doesn't flinch or scream, but he is taken aback. He slept well. With you?

You look so at peace when you're asleep. So serene, so still and calm. Did he look like this when he was sleeping with you too?

He held his breath as he heard you stir in your sleep. A wave of relief soon washed over him as you didn't wake from your slumber. He didn't want to get caught staring at you. That would've been embarrassing!

His eyes glance towards the clock on his nightstand.

Ah well... a few minutes wouldn't hurt. Riddle smiled contently and pressed a chaste kiss on your forehead before pulling the covers over the both of you, making sure you're both nice and snug. After all, there's no very important date to be late to.

Leona Kingscholar:

The botanical garden fostered the perfect environment for napping. There was the perfect amount of shade and sunlight for a certain lion to find a moment of solitude and solace.

A moment meaning an hour or two... or three. Leona preferred his naps long. Thirty minutes isn't enough to equate to a nap. Thirty minutes is only enough time to close his eyes and ponder some thoughts. It takes a lot for Leona to fall asleep. However, when he's out, he's out.

Still, he's not a heavy sleeper either. So how on earth did he find himself in this predicament? You clinging onto him like a monkey hugging a tree trunk...

Leona recounts what happened before he fell asleep. Or, at least, what he remembers before he fell asleep

You came to the garden looking for him and found him in his secret spot Then, you said something about another thing. And he said something witty. What was it again?

Oh yes. You said that napping on grass looked uncomfortable and in response, he pulled you into his arms. His eyes dart back to your sleeping figure. Heh, you sure did look comfortable

Azul Ashengrotto:

Azul jolted awake and gasped for air. A nightmare? He can't even remember what it was about. His hand snaked through his hair, aimlessly combing it in a soothing motion while his other hand found itself on top of his heart, feeling it race a thousand miles an hour

He inhaled and exhaled, trying to calm himself. It's just a dream. You're okay. Inhale. Ex- Wait a minute. He's not the only one breathing here

His stormy gray eyes travel to the source: you.

You who slept without a care in the world, somewhere far away. Seeing your face made any leftover shivers and chills dissipate. An angel, truly. Just one look at you and he's grounded. Everything is going to be alright.

Whatever Azul dreamt about earlier was just a dream, but you? You're a reality. Though he may believe that sometimes, being with you feels like a dream, you're real. You're real and you're with him.

That's all the matters. He knows that no matter what, you'll always be there to greet him the next time he opens his eyes.

And with that, Azul intertwines his fingers with yours and finds himself succumbing to his own drowsiness.

Kalim Al-Asim:

Sunlight seeped through Kalim's bedroom window. Jamil would usually wake him around this time, but it's the weekend so he was left undisturbed. Still, Kalim is used to being awake at this time and today was no different.

Well... there was something different- you. You were peacefully snoring by his side. Not full on snoring, but little kitten snoring. It was something he found adorable.

Here at NRC, his bed was a little lonely. Back home, he would sleep with his siblings all the time whether that be slumber parties in their rooms or letting them sleep with him for the night because of a bad dream. Kalim can't really do that here because most people in the dormitory tend to mind their own business and wouldn't dare to disturb him even if they had a bad dream. It was also one of those "too old for that kind of stuff" things

But at least Kalim knows you're comfortable with sharing the same bed as him

Is it because the bed is warmer? Or that you feel safer with him next to you? Is it him that feels safer? Perhaps the feeling is mutual...

Vil Schoenheit:

Waking up next to you is something Vil has to get used to. Sharing the same bed is a norm for most relationships- dating, marriage and whatnot. He shouldn't be so surprised... but he is. For some reason, he is.

Is it because you're one of the few people he truly trusts? Wholeheartedly? Or one of the few people who've seen his face without makeup and still think he's as beautiful as ever.

Or because you have this tendency to watch him when he sleeps and get extremely flustered when he catches you, telling you he's been awake the whole time?

When Vil wakes up before you, he takes some times to brush out the flyaways framing your face. He wants to take the time to admire you and your beauty as much as he can.

Then, he gently shakes you awake. Vil isn't one to snooze as he has a busy schedule and he wants to kiss you goodbye before his time is spent on other things

But even if he is busy, those first few moments in the morning with you mean the world to him

Idia Shroud:

Like Riddle, Idia doesn't share his bed much. Well, he used to share it with Ortho when they were little, but you know...

He's a very closed off person when it comes to touch despite being so touch-starved. It takes a lot for Idia to truly let someone in. He's alright at keeping things surface-level. But sleeping next to each other? That's another story.

The first time he ever woke up with you by his side, it felt like a weight was being lifted off of his shoulders. He felt... at home. It felt comfortable, safe and sound.

You breathing and being so close to him was enough to turn his hair red, but it also made him want to scream into his pillow. He can't do that though. That would wake you up.

Instead, Idia settles for pulling you closer, hugger you like a giant pillow. He wants to relish and savor this moment. He doesn't know if he can have something like this again if he lets go.

It's nice. This love thing you two have going on... Not that he would say that he's in love.

Malleus Draconia:

The fair folk don't require sleep like humans. They can sleep, but it's not necessary to sleep. It's more for recreation. Nevertheless, Malleus is allured by the concept of sleep.

What an honor and an absolute pleasure to have you, a human, to trust him enough to sleep with him.

When humans sleep, they're exposed to many external forces that could potentially harm them. Other people, the environment, and so many more things.

So when you fell asleep on his shoulder, his eyes widened. Tut, tut, child of man. Malleus worries for you. Have you been sleeping well? He's heard of some instances where humans fall asleep because they were too exhausted? It makes sense though. But for now, he'll keep you safe.

What he didn't expect was to fall asleep himself not long after. And surprisingly, you're still in a deep slumber when he's wide awake again.

Perhaps a new hobby of his is watching you sleep. Not in a creepy way, but he just finds it so fascinating. The way your lashes flutter, the way your body rises and falls to the rhythm of your breathing. The way your heart beats.

Humans are truly delicate creatures, but he supposes that's the beauty of them

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[crystalskiesandcherrywine]

The sound of the waves collide // Part One

Hello everyone, this is my first time writing. I just couldn't stop thinking about Feyd and how his story could have been different. So please don't be too hard on this. This is just the first part and I cannot wait to write more (smutty) chapters.

By the way, I cannot listen to Deftones without thinking of him.

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Na Baron Feyd Rautha x Atreides!Reader

FxM

All feedback is welcome <3

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You are Paul´s sister and after his love match to Princess Irulan it is on you to marry Na Baron Feyd ratha Harkonnen. And while you fear the unknown, there is a feeling in your gut that it may be more right for you than anything else in the known universe.

Part One // Part Three // Part Four

1.209 words

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There was no turning back once the decision was made. You were destined to marry Feyd Rautha and bear his heir, the Kwizadz Chaderach. It meant leaving behind your home, your family and though you never expected to miss her, even the Reverend Mother who visited your family so often. All the time you had spent learning the ways of the Bene Gesserit, the education your mother had given you it seems like they could continue forever. Only now did you understand the sadness that flickered in your mother's eyes when you complained about the long hours of the voice rehearsing or the never-ending combat training. She knew, even before you were conceived, that they were counted. Time was almost an abstract concept to you - the passing of the day in your home, surrounded by the warmth and love of your family, was such a natural environment f, while your mother knew full well that you would leave them when the time came. 

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The news of your impending betrothal was so sudden and yet so expected. Paul's marriage to the Princess Irulan had been planned for some time and would take place in two weeks' time. 

"We will travel to the Padisha Empreros home for the celebration." Duke Leto announced. You will also meet your fiancé there. A week after that he will take you to Geidi Prime". 

You nodded briefly - there was no argument. And your pride would not allow it - after all, it would mean disappointing not only your father, but everyone in your family who poured their love, knowledge and kindness into your upbringing and training. But you couldn't help but notice a slight tension in Paul's muscles and jaw as he listened to your father speak.

As you left your father's hall, you took his hands in yours and let him out into the courtyard where you would be undisturbed. Lush green grass swallowed the sound of your footsteps and fresh sea air touched your skin. This palace was always your home and with Paul always at your side it felt like the most safe space in the universe. Not even the test by your Reverend Mother, the danger of the Gom Jabbar at your neck, the pain of the metal box she used could change that.

"Don't worry about me, brother" 

"And yet I do. Feld Ruatha is a brave warrior, but he is not known for his kindness. Rumours of his violent outbursts are well known. And his concubines are said to be vile creatures who feast on human flesh and encourage him to take pleasure in the pain of others. Baron Vladimir has moulded him into a being without fear, but also without pity. He has passed the test as we have, and yet I am not sure he is truly human". 

You felt a mixture of fear and anger rise in you. 

"And yet my fate is sealed, as is yours. There is no way out, so let us not wish for one".

Suddenly, Paul pulled you into an embrace so tight it almost knocked the air out of your lungs. 

"May your heart stay as brave as it is now, dear sister." 

And then you cannot hold back the tears, feeling the sense of security and love that seems to escape you with every passing heartbeat.

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The preparations for your departure are a whirlwind. Paul's belongings, his books and his swords are gathered, as are yours. When almost everything is packed, you find a small glass box with a tiny fir tree inside and a note from your father, "A bit of home to take with you". Carefully, you place the box on top of the things you have already collected. But then you decide otherwise and place it next to a smaller box containing your jewelry, to be transported to your cabin instead of the cargo. 

Your brother's wedding to Princess Irulan attracts all the Great Houses to the Emperor's planet Kaitain. There are more ships than you can count, and even more navigators from the Space Guild, their faces covered with a sickly cloud of smoke from under their helmets. All of them dependent on spice. The one fabric that seems to bind all your worlds together. With Paul marrying the Irulan princes and taking over Arrakis, the Harkonnens could not simply be cast aside. So the Emperor made your match with his heir Na Baron Feud Rautha. Or so he thinks, and yet it was Bene Gesserit's plan all along. Princess Irulan seems to understand this too, for she sends for you the day after your arrival. You feel honoured by the invitation, but also a little nervous. As soon as you enter her chamber, you curtsy to her. 

"Princess, thank you for the invitation" 

"Please call me Irulan, as we are to be family for three days. Please join me for a walk"

You nod and follow her through the light-filled halls. Hers and your ladies-in-waiting follow close behind.

"I have a present for you," she says, her eyes twinkling. 

You are not sure what to make of it. You are both familiar with the teachings of the Bene Gesserit, and you know that the gift is more than just that. You enter a small room with a single table and a small metal plate on it. "It is a book about the Harkonnen, their house and their planet Geidi Prime. You can find any information that might be useful." Your cheeks flush pink as you realize the meaning. Princess Irulan knows what her love match with Paul has cost you. That he should have been a girl to marry a Harkonnen and yet Lady Jessica decided otherwise and by disobeying her orders made you the one to live on the inhospitable planet.

"Thank you for your generosity, Irulan"

"There is nothing to thank me for," she says, leaving you alone in the room.

As soon as you have returned to your chambers, you will find Lady Jessica waiting for you. 

"You are to meet Feyd Rautha tonight before the banquet."

"I understand." 

"This is your chance to make the right impression. Remember, fear is a small death"

"Yes, mother."

A lush green dress has been laid out for you, with small gold clasps at the shoulders and tiny glass beads forming leaf shapes around the bodice and hood of the dress. As the dress reaches the floor, it still feels as if you are not wearing enough to protect yourself. As your ladies-in-waiting prepare your hair, you try to calm yourself. When all is said and done, your family is summoned to the Emperor's Hall - as soon as you enter it feels like your skin is on fire, you feel like someone is watching you and then your eyes meet a muscular figure standing at the feet of the emperor´s throne. He is more of a statue, perhaps, than he is a man - hairless, with trained muscles and contrasting black uniform and piercing blue eyes. Everything else seems to fade away, narrowed down to this moment, your heartbeat and the intense gaze of Na Baron Feed Rautha Harkonnen.

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[happilyhertale]

Deep affection – Modern Daemon Targaryen x fem!reader

Summary: You have decided to spend the Christmas holidays with Daemon's family. You were actually looking forward to spending a few days with Daemon. But you hadn't reckoned with the constant boredom. But Daemon knows how to counteract this.

Pairing: Modern Daemon Targaryen x fem!reader

Warnings: Smut; 18+; NSFW; Oral (m receiving)

Author’s note: English is my second language, please forgive me if I made any mistakes (:

Word count: 1.3 k

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12 days of smuff

You throw a slender stick into the crisp winter air and your gaze gracefully follows its fleeting trajectory. In the blink of an eye, Caraxes, your faithful companion of the last few days, leaps forwards with unbridled enthusiasm, and a symphony of joyful barking accompanies each of his leaps. A gentle smile graces your face as you enjoy his exuberance and watch the merry dance he performs across the snowy canvas under the azure sky. Completely exuberant, he leaves his tracks in the untouched blanket of snow.

Amidst the serene spectacle, an unmistakable rhythm of footsteps interrupts the tranquil atmosphere of the winter landscape. You glance over your shoulder and see Daemon approaching. His face is adorned with an infectious grin that reflects the happiness emanating from the frolicking dog.

"There you are," he says softly, "I was afraid you'd run off," he adds.

You smile at him, "And leave Caraxes alone in this boring environment? I don't think so," you say quietly.

Daemon chuckles softly and wraps his arms around you as he stands behind you. "Boring?" he murmurs in his deep voice. You look over your shoulder, your eyes meet and you feel yourself getting warm despite the cold around you.

"Well, a bit..." you say and smile, "You're always involved in conversations with your brother that end in arguments... And then you drink whiskey until your anger dissipates... and you fall asleep"

Daemon looks at you and watches you closely.

"And I can't really talk to Visery's wife... She's boring, Daemon... She just knits and you can't really talk to her..." you continue as you turn around, your hands now on his chest.

His hands are on your hips, pulling you closer to him.

"And their children... always seem to sense when we..." but you can't finish the sentence. Daemon cups your lips with his. You gasp slightly, but surrender. Daemon pulls you closer, kisses you almost roughly.

He breaks the kiss and looks at you with half-lidded eyes. "So my wife is bored... and I can't take care of her properly?" he whispers. You bite your lip, instantly recognising the desire in his eyes, the certain tone of his voice.

"Maybe we should take the chance now that we're undisturbed?" he whispers.

You look at him a little incredulously, "Here? Daemon it's cold... and what if someone comes out?" you whisper. Your gaze falls on the huge Targaryen estate behind him.

But Daemon gently grips your chin, letting your gaze fall back on him.

"Then we should hurry," he murmurs.

He kisses you again, his hand travelling down your neck and gripping you lightly. A whimper fills the air, but you feel your desire rising – you've had to do without him for too long. Your hands move down from his chest, gliding almost effortlessly until they reach his crotch. His hard manhood is already pressing against the fabric of his jeans and a grin forms on your lips. You start to undo his belt and your grin is now reflected on Daemon's lips.

"Don't you want me to take care of you?" he mumbles.

You shake your head slightly and start to undo the buttons of his jeans – you bite your lip lightly.

The snow crunches lightly beneath you as you drop to your knees. His jeans slide down just a little with your falling movement so as not to expose him too much to the cold air. But his hard member doesn't seem to mind the cold, it's already pressing against his boxer shorts and twitching almost desperately. It's just waiting to be pulled out so that your lips can encircle it. When your eyes meet as your gaze travels upwards, your lips are slightly pursed. His pupils are dilated with lust, his breathing heavier as his anticipation builds.

His boxers slide down too and his arousal jumps out at you as you gently slide your warm hand along his hot length. Your teeth dig deeper into your lip as you feel his cock throbbing between your fingers, making your mouth water. Daemon growls slightly as you lean forwards and cup the tip of his cock with your lips.

"Gods..." he growls as you slowly let his entire length disappear into your mouth – or at least try to. You savour the sounds Daemon makes, knowing full well that he is watching his cock disappear into your mouth. And as you surrender to the familiar filling in your mouth, you moan slightly, followed by the gentle thrusts of his hips as they follow the movements of your head.

The salty taste is already spreading over your tongue as you begin to suck and lick his tip, concentrating on taking as much of his length into your mouth as possible while your hand strokes the rest of him. You calmly try to breathe through your nose when Daemon suddenly grabs your head and holds it tight. His hips begin to thrust harder and you moan loudly as his thrusts penetrate deeper into your throat. Sudden gagging follows as Daemon thrusts his cock into your throat with full force. The involuntary gagging makes your throat spasm around the tip of his cock. The interplay with the vibration of your moans makes Daemon groan loudly as he feels his cock being massaged in your warm, wet mouth.

Tears well up in your eyes as Daemon continues to thrust into your throat. Saliva slowly drips from your mouth as you are unable to swallow as you continue to be held tightly in Daemon's grip and he thrusts into you relentlessly.

"You like that, don't you?" growls Daemon, "The way I'm taking you... claiming your mouth."

You can't answer, but you moan at his words, unable to help but surrender to him. Tears run gently down your cheeks as the assault on the depths of your throat makes you gag up again and again. "Gods, you are divine... Look at me," he grunts and you try to obey and look up at him, still breathing heavily and with tears streaming down your cheeks. His thumb slides slowly over your cheek, a total contrast to his thrusting hips.

Daemon's hand grips your hair tighter, holding you firmly in place as his cock begins to twitch in your mouth. You start sucking hard, wanting to taste his juices. Daemon grunts loudly again and continues to hold your head while his hips thrust harder.

"Fuck, yes," he moans as his one hand tries to gently caress your cheek, "My good girl," he grunts before covering your warm mouth with a white veil. Deep down your throat he spurts his warm seed. His eyes are shut tight and his breath comes in gasps as you try to swallow it all down. You whimper slightly as Daemon opens his eyes again and looks down. He loves the sight of you kneeling in front of him, his cock deep in your mouth, your mascara slightly smudged.

Slowly, he pulls his hot length out of your mouth, then runs his thumb over your lips to wipe away the remnants of his cum. You're breathing heavily, but you're smiling. Slowly, you stand up again as Daemon pulls his jeans back up. He pulls you closer to him again, kissing your lips almost gently as you stand in front of him.

"Let's go inside, lock the doors and not come out until tomorrow," he murmurs against your lips. You can't help but giggle excitedly and nod at him.

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[rattyexplores]

Nest of the Asian Honeybee

Here we have the poisoned nest of the Asian Honeybee (Apis cerana). If you’re wondering why the nest was poisoned, it’s because this species is actually quite damaging to this area. The Asian Honeybee not only leaves in competition with native bees over nesting areas and food, but they may also carry a certain nasty mite known as the ‘Varroa mite’ (genus Varroa), which can be detrimental to European Honeybee populations (Apis mellifera) (1).

Lets take a closer look at this nest shall we. First we’ll start off with the eggs. You can see an egg inside a brood cell in picture 9. The eggs are very small, and take about three days to develop. After which the fat little larvae emerge, curling up and waiting to be fed by the worker bees. When the larva becomes large enough, the brood cell will be sealed, so the larva’s pupation will be undisturbed. The adult bee will chew its way out of the cell after emerging from the pupae (2).

You can tell which brood cell belongs to which kind of bee based on its appearance. The drones have a distinctly dome-shaped cap with a large pour in the center (pic. 7). Then, of course, there’s the queen’s brood cell, which is large, round and on the edge of the nest (pics 5-6) (3).

When it comes to this species, it’s important to stay informed about the ways in which they are damaging for the environment.

Source (1)

Source (2)

Source (3)

Apis cerana

14/07/22

#Apis cerana #Asian Honey Bee #Apis #Cavity-nesting Honey Bees #Honey Bees #Apini #Anthophila #Bees #Hymenoptera #Varroa #Varroa Mites #Acari #Mites #invasive species #bugs #bugblr #bugs tw #bug #insects #insecta #insectblr #insects tw #entomology #insect #Arthropods #Arthropoda #beehive #hives #nests #invertblr

[pea-quod]

What we can learn from this submersible accident is SO important. Besides the basics of yes, billionaires shouldn’t exist and the sub was equipped by an Xbox controller, we can also take away much more.

This accident didn’t need to happen. Undersea tourism (especially that which profits off of the wreckage of internationally recognized tragedies) has many dangers such as ,yes, the safety of it, but also how these expeditions affect the environment around these locations. Tourism damages, especially in areas such as sensitive as the wreck of the Titanic that has been sitting still for so long undisturbed. Additionally, ethics are a huge factor in whether or not people should be profiting off of taking people on hugely expensive trips to literally see a graveyard.

I am extremely concerned for the people in the Titan, and I do hope that they will be okay, but the fact is that they probably won’t be. And if they aren’t, what are our next steps? To make a tour site out of their graves? This entire industry needs to stop and I dearly hope that if those in the Titan survive that they will see how damaging their actions were.

#titanic #Titan submersible #tourism #oceangate #billionaire #tragedy

[republicsecurity]

Optimized Resting Quarters

🛌 Optimized Resting Quarters: Rest assured, even in repose, our conscripts remain vigilant. The specially designed "cupboards" serve as sanctuaries for revitalization. These alcoves, intricately connected to the armored suits, provide a seamless environment for rest, sleep, and rejuvenation. The conscript rests, yet the readiness is never compromised.

💡 Symbiotic Connectivity: Embedded within the solitude of the alcove, the conscript enjoys a symbiotic relationship with the armor. Supply lines channel nourishment and energy, eliminating the need for interruptions. Waste evacuation ensures a perpetually refreshed state, an embodiment of efficiency.

🗣️ Whispers of Guidance: The ever-watchful AI, a digital companion within the helmet, whispers directives and counsel. It augments the conscript's decision-making prowess, enhancing the individual's contribution to the collective safety net. A seamless fusion of human and artificial intelligence ensures an unbroken chain of command.

In the quiet enclosure of the cupboard, RE440, his armor shedding the echoes of the day's patrol, stepped into the sanctum of rest. The alcove, a symphony of technology and comfort, greeted him like a familiar companion.

The seamless connection began, a choreography of interlocking components. The armor, an extension of his being, synchronized with the alcove, and RE440 felt the subtle embrace of the system. Nourishment lines engaged effortlessly, and as he indulged in the chow drawn through the straw in his helmet, he marveled at the efficiency of the integration.

The ambient hum of technology encased him, the nourishment straw providing sustenance while the waste evacuation mechanisms discreetly performed their duties. A marvel of engineering, designed not only to sustain but to rejuvenate, to prepare the enforcer for the challenges that awaited in the morrow.

With a deliberate motion, RE440 initiated the blackout sequence. The visor darkened, a curtain drawn over the outside world, and he embraced the shroud of slumber. The cupboards, these sanctuaries of respite, became a cocoon where the wearied conscript could rest, undisturbed by the external cacophony.

As the darkness enveloped him, RE440 surrendered to the lullaby of the AI's whispers, a melodic blend of directives and guidance. In the embrace of this technological haven, he drifted into the realm of dreams, the armored silhouette a silent guardian in repose, awaiting the call to rise once more.

In the dim recesses of the cupboard, RE440's slumber was abruptly disrupted as the gentle hum of his helmet's communication system whispered to life. The tranquil refuge became a nexus of awakening, the AI's dulcet tones urging him back to vigilance.

With a swift, practiced motion, RE440 terminated the blackout sequence. The visor transitioned from obsidian opacity to a translucent clarity, revealing the sterile ambiance of the alcove. As the nourishment lines disengaged, he stood ready, the armor once more a responsive second skin.

RE440 acknowledged the message, his voice modulated by the vocoder to convey a stoic determination. The brief interlude of rest was over, and the conscript within the armored cocoon prepared to reenter the currents of duty.

[emilybeemartin]

Inktober Days 7-9

Day 7: "Drip"

Can you believe we live in a world where the tiny drip-drip-drip of water can carve vast caves deep underground? To wander through Mammoth Cave—or any of the caves protected by the NPS—is to appreciate the power of water and time. Geologic formations aptly named flowstone and dripstone ripple, drizzle, and cascade in a mirror of the water that created them.

Touring Mammoth Cave is one of the earliest memories I have of visiting a national park. I remember squeezing through tight passages after my dad, as well as experiencing true, utter darkness for the first time when the ranger switched all the lights off.

Day 8: "Toad"

There’s something so grand about toads. Whether it’s a teeny little gentleman perched on a wet rock or a great gargantuan grandee lolloping along a muddy path, it always seems like a blessing to spy a toad. Perhaps it’s a holdover from childhood, when toads were some of the only wildlife we could get our hands on, cradling their squishy bodies and staring into their ever-grumpy faces.

Most parks in the NPS host toads, even ones where it might seem improbable. In the high, cold slopes of Rocky Mountain, the boreal toad can be found in wet meadows and ponds. It’s considered the only alpine toad in Colorado.

Because toads and other amphibians are so sensitive to their environments, they’re often considered indicator species of ecosystem health. Healthy toads mean healthy land, water, and air. Unfortunately, like many amphibians, boreal toad populations are in decline due to chytrid fungus, a disease that’s been decimating amphibian populations across the Americas, Europe, and Australia. Biologists in Rocky Mountain are carrying out important work to study and save their little high-alpine gentletoads from collapse.

Day 9: "Bounce"

Recently, when I was helping my brother move across the country, our plans went awry due to freak bad weather across the southwest. We diverted north and found ourselves in Arches National Park. It turned out to be the highlight of our whole trip. It was late winter, and the vibrant red rocks were ribbed with snow. The air was crisp, the panoramas of frosted mountains undisturbed by dust or haze. And the park was quiet, utterly so—I’ll always remember the silence of our campsite, broken only by the croaking of ravens and distant coyote song.

To cap it all off, pressed into the red sand around our site were dozens of little footprints—the hopping marks of kangaroo rats. They were like getting a postcard in the mail from a faraway friend. Hello, hello, hello. We’re out and about. Have a nice stay.

#inktober #31 days of national parks #mammoth cave #rocky mountain #arches #national parks #inktober 2023

[lancermylove]

Chapter 10 (N.SFW)

➣ Pairing: Demon brothers, Royals, Solomon with fem!Reader. ➣ Warning: N.SFW ➣ Word Count: 3,431 ➣ Chapters [SFW]: [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9][10][11][12] ➣ Chapters [N.SFW]: [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9][10][11][12]

➣ A/N: I'm running late! 🙈

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A thin, wispy mist caressed the lake's surface and twirled with the morning sunlight. The winds of winter howled from afar while chills prickled your skin. You had not expected to discover Lucifer resting on the wooden bench by the lake. Though his eyes had remained fixated on the horizon, you were aware he sensed your presence, yet he chose not to react, letting the serenity of the environment stay undisturbed.

You carefully treaded to the bench, ensuring your footsteps were silent and your movements slow. As you sat beside the Avatar of Pride, your gaze lingered on the spot where Satan had fallen in. "He is doing alright," your warm words cut through the cold, silent atmosphere.

Though Lucifer remained silent, you saw a brief glimpse of relief pass over his face. You stretched your hand out and soothingly brushed it against the back of his red glove. After a moment, he turned his hand over and held yours firmly. "I cannot erase the image from my thoughts," he whispered in a cracked, slightly hoarse voice. "My pride is suffering."

"It's okay, Lucifer. That just means you care about Satan," you consoled him and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

"I would prefer not to experience such an emotion again," he chuckled, but there was an underlying pain behind it. You were unsure what feeling he was referring to and did not want to open his wound even further. As if reading your thoughts, Lucifer elaborated, "Fear."

A comfortable silence took hold of you both, only to be interrupted by hardened snow crunching under heavy boots. You turned your head to see Satan coming your way, and you had to stifle a small smile at the sight of him. You did not want to alter his mood and prevent him from honestly expressing his heart. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Lucifer looking at him with a blank expression that did not betray any emotion.

You withdrew your hand from Lucifer's and stood up, giving Satan a slight nod. "Then, I will get going."

"Please, stay," Satan promptly said, to which you nodded firmly and sat back down. Keeping your focus on the younger brother, you patiently waited for him to express himself.

"Lucifer, I refuse to apologize to you. Do not misinterpret my words as they do not mean my hatred for you has lessened," Satan firmly said, but you noticed that he hesitated a bit at the word hatred. "I would like to thank you for helping me. You no longer need to sleep on the sofa. Rest assured, I will not prank you. I will allow you to rest properly."

You couldn't help but find Satan's unusual method of apologizing endearing. Silence once again took hold as Lucifer remained stoic while Satan bore the guilt of his actions with increasing weight upon his shoulders. Though the older brother's gaze held a brief hint of softness, he refused to grant the Avatar of Wrath the satisfaction of accepting his apology. Unexpectedly, Lucifer began laughing the next moment, surprising both of you. Even though Satan had no idea why his brother was laughing, he found the laughter contagious and joined in with a chuckle of his own.

"I love you two," you giggled, cheeks red from their sweet moment. Upon hearing your words, Satan's cheeks tinged with a vermillion hue while Lucifer smirked.

"Do not speak such words carelessly, (y/n)," the Avatar of Pride whispered, which only made you giggle.

"Oh, Lucifer, I forgot why I am here in the first place," you gasped and gently slapped your right plan on your forehead. "We have a little surprise for you. Let's head back to the cabin."

As Lucifer entered the living room, he was taken aback by the presence of everyone. You decided to take the initiative and provide him with a brief explanation. "For all the trouble we have caused you and for always being there for us, we got gifts for you."

Lucifer's sharp gaze shifted to his siblings, and the moment caught him quite off guard and left him feeling a tad suspicious. It seemed a little too perfect, and he pondered if there was some kind of condition or hidden agenda attached. However, he kept these thoughts to himself as you handed him the first present.

The gift was wrapped in an exquisite pink wrapping paper with sparkly stripes and a satin bow tied neatly around it. Inside was a bottle of the finest anti-aging serum the human world could offer. Lucifer merely stared at it blankly before shifting his piercing crimson eyes to Asmo, who shot him a sweet smile. The Avatar of Lust chimed in with a giggle, "Only the finest anti-wrinkle serum money can buy for you."

As the room threatened to break into a full-on fit of laughter, you quickly handed Lucifer the second present wrapped in a blue wrapper with white snowflakes. An elegant black box was hidden inside, and Lucifer opened it cautiously to find a magnifying glass. The first brother curiously looked at Levi, who chuckled. "Elderly people have bad vision, so you're welcome!"

Some snickers rang out in the room, but you swallowed down laughter while forcing a straight and calm expression. To ensure no one laughed again, you handed Lucifer a hastily wrapped present covered in orange wrapping paper with a copious amount of scotch tape holding it together. After a bit of a struggle, he managed to open it and discover an intricate golden canister. The first brother opened it eagerly, only to find it empty. Beel nervously and guiltily admitted, "I ate all the tea leaves because I was hungry."

Lucifer sighed quietly but motioned you to hand him the next gift. You passed him a small box wrapped in bright golden-yellow wrapping paper with dollar signs. Inside was a simple white coffee mug with black letters that read: Being my older brother is the only gift you need. You giggled as you watched Lucifer's eyes narrow at Mammon, who shrugged and said plainly, "It ain't a lie. I'm the best brother anyone could ask for."

The younger brothers started laughing at Mammon's remark, but before a verbal war could erupt, you gave Lucifer the next gift, which caused everyone's attention to turn to him. The green gift bag featuring a few snowmen on it contained a book titled "How Not to Act Like a Grumpy Old Man." The Avatar of Pride glared at Satan, who smirked in pride over his gift choice.

You handed Lucifer yet another gift, with a slight feeling of pity stirring inside you. The purple wrapping paper covered a large, thin, square object that was revealed to be a vinyl record. You sighed in relief at the glimpse of a suitable gift until Lucifer pulled two broken pieces from the casing. You assumed the record broke by accident until Belphie calmly said, "A broken record for someone who sounds like a broken record."

Lucifer shook his head while your guilt began to kick in - you regretted suggesting this plan to get the Avatar of Pride presents as a way of showing gratitude to him. You expected the brothers to gift him something proper, or at least more thoughtful gifts that wouldn't come off as insults. You silently handed him a cream-colored, design-less gift bag, and Lucifer extracted a small velvet box from it. Opening it, his muscles visibly tensed while your jaw dropped. Within the box was a silver necklace with a religious cross pendant. When you shot your eyes toward Solomon, he smiled calmly and said, "Everyone needs blessings, would you agree?"

In disbelief, you slapped your hand against your forehead and nervously handed Lucifer the last present on the table, which was tightly wrapped in crimson wrapping paper with a velvety black bow. As the Avatar of Pride opened it to reveal the ticket to the ballet, "The Nutcracker," you breathed a sigh of relief, glad that at least one person understood your original intentions.

"I cannot believe you guys did this! All I asked was for you to give a decent gift to Lucifer, but you chose these gifts?" You loudly said. "Thank you, Diavolo. At least you were considerate!"

You crossed your arms and glared at them before turning to Lucifer to offer an apology. But the moment your eyes rested upon his face, the Avatar of Pride laughed heartfully, catching you by surprise. This was the second time that day you heard his genuine laughter. Behind you, the others glanced at each other with concern or discomfort.

"Is Lucifer alright? Did we break him? " Levi whispered.

To which Mammon responded, "I think he's been possessed."

"Demons...we can get possessed?" Belphie asked in surprise.

"The right question is: who would be crazy enough to possess Lucifer?" Solomon chuckled.

You shook your head at their cracked conversation and looked at Lucifer, who quickly returned to his calm and composed self. "(Y/n), what gift might you have selected for me?"

You grabbed his arm with a slightly sweet yet nervous smile and led the Avatar of Pride upstairs. Upon reaching your bedroom, you shut the door firmly behind you and faced him. "I am pleased to offer you the gift of peace in the tranquil confines of my room...as well as the gift of truth."

Lucifer's expression transformed into a serious one, and he gave you his undivided attention. You could tell that he had been eagerly awaiting this moment since the day all of you arrived at the cabin. Taking a deep breath, you met his gaze with the calmest demeanor you could muster and began to speak. "I brought all of you to celebrate Christmas vacation in the Human Realm at Diavolo's request. He asked if I could cooperate with him, and everything for this vacation has been set, from housing to funds to food. All I had to do was say yes, and I said yes."

Your words struck an effect in the Avatar of Pride, and he redirected his gaze toward the windows. As he observed the snowflakes cascading from the heavens, you remained silent to allow him time to process the information. Wordlessly, Lucifer walked close to the window as if to acquire a more profound view of the descending snow.

Going against his principles, Lucifer gave in to his nagging feeling and opened one of the envelopes on Daivolo's desk. What was this? Why hadn't Diavolo spoken to him regarding this? His curiosity piqued as he set the first letter down and picked up the second, then the third. Their contents were very similar as they all held complaints against his brothers.

'Dear Prince, we wish to have some peace in Devildom.' 'Kindly send the brothers away. I will lose my mind otherwise.' 'As a prince, it is your responsibility to assure the residents of your realm are at peace and content. With the brothers present, we feel neither!' 'We are tired of dealing with the mess the brothers make. Send them away.' 'Hey, prince, how about giving us a little break from those crazy fallen angels? They should be thankful we're letting them stay here. Instead, they're making our lives a living hell. Funny thing is we already live in hell! But they still find a way to make things worse.'

"A few days before we came to my world," you started to speak in a low voice, drawing Lucifer out of his thoughts, "Diavolo received a heap of letters. They all contained complaints about your brothers. So, Diavolo devised a plan to appease the demons in Devildom without hurting you or your brothers. The plan being to bring all of you to my realm under the pretense of a Christmas vacation."

You paused for a while and stared at Lucifer's back as if you were waiting for him to turn around and look at you. But when he didn't, you sighed and continued apprehensively. "I am sorry for not telling you the truth earlier. I wanted to help Diavolo but also bring all of you here to spend the holidays in peace. A-Are you mad? "

Even after a significant amount of time had passed, the Avatar of Pride didn't offer a response and persisted with his gaze directed outside. A thin layer of snow had covered everything, adorning the entire area in a fresh layer of white. Finally, he lowered his crossed arms and faced you with a serious expression. However, you did not find any evidence of anger in his crimson orbs. "I have no grievances with your decision to bring us beyond the limits of the Devildom or with your desire to aid Diavolo. I have a grievance with you and Diavolo for undertaking such actions behind my back. That, to me, is an act of betrayal."

Your heart sank when you heard his choice of words, as you had never intended to backstab him or even leave such a notion within his mind. You lowered your head, hiding your eyes, as a scorching sensation burned within your tear ducts. Lucifer recognized the pain his words had caused you but remained unaffected and continued to speak calmly and collectedly. "I, more than anyone else, am familiar with the stress and difficulties that accompany my brothers. I would have readily consented to your course of action, especially if you had been the one to ask me about it. All you had to do was tell me."

"I am sorry," you whispered as tears cascaded down your cheeks and landed on your fluffy slippers. Lucifer closed the gap between you and himself with a steady gait. His expression softened considerably, and he delicately held your chin and angled your head upward to meet his gaze. He slowly wiped away your tears with his gloved fingers.

"My brothers appear to be content with their time here. For this reason, I cannot remain upset with you. Your decision has brought them joy...has brought us together." The softness within his voice was quite noticeable yet felt unfamiliar to you. "However, you must refrain from revealing the reason behind this vacation to my brothers. Their joy will gradually give way to sorrow, an outcome I do not desire in the least."

"I promise I will not tell them anything," you whispered with a slight smile. You breathed easier, like a monumental weight had been removed from your shoulders and heart. 

As if noticing your contentment, Lucifer cradled your right cheek with his left hand and lightly wiped away your tears with his thumb. He leaned forward and pressed his lips on the corner of your left eye. His lips slowly descended your cheek, kissing the remaining tears, only to stop at your lips. When you parted your mouth, he chuckled deeply and captured your lips in a tender kiss.

"Oh, I also have another gift for you," you said, meeting his crimson orbs and smiling playfully.

He curiously gazed at you with a smile and waited for you to retrieve the gift; instead, he noted sparkles of mischief glimmering in your eyes. "Remove your shirt and lay on your stomach. I plan to give you a massage," you giggled.

Lucifer's expression morphed into a smirk as one of his eyebrows raised; however, he did not express any doubt or question your request. Without hesitating, he undressed, leaving his pants on, and lay on your bed with his back to you. Kneeling beside him, your fingers into his muscular shoulders, and his muscles initially tensed up before finally loosening and relaxing. However, that relaxation was only temporary. His muscles tensed once more as you straddled his lower back to position yourself more comfortably.

The Avatar of Pride forcefully diverted the direction of his thoughts elsewhere and dismissed your actions as innocent. As you directed your fingers to knead the muscles around his shoulder blades, your eyes fell on two scars on his lower back. Upon recognizing those scars, your gaze softened, and you softly glided your fingers over them.

"Luci, do you ever regret your decision?" You asked, breaking the tranquil silence. Though you were aware that this was a sensitive topic, your curiosity momentarily captured your thoughts.

"Not once," he whispered in a candor and genuine tone. "I am content to have Satan with us."

His words struck your heart deeply, and though you were grinning, you didn't respond to his words. Choosing to leave that line of discussion alone, you opted to change the topics. "Speaking of Satan, I have to apologize to you. I am partially the reason why Satan started pranking you. My intention was for him to find common ground with you so the two of you could have fun sharing a room. But...he interpreted my words as this is the best opportunity to have fun and prank Lucifer. I promise that is not what I meant!"

Lucifer murmured in an unusual, faint manner, and when you requested him to repeat what he had said, he merely responded by mumbling once again. You, however, decided to lean towards his head to better hear his words, only to be surprised by Lucifer's mischievous smile as he turned his head and looked at you with a devilish spark in his eyes.

"You are in deep trouble, my dear," he whispered in a low, sultry voice that sent a shiver through you. In the blink of an eye, your back was pressed against the mattress, and he was now hovering above you. "I wondered how Satan hatched such a devious scheme. I did not anticipate that you would be the mastermind behind it."

"W-Wait, I wasn't! He misinter-"

After a series of dizzying moments, you ultimately found yourself with your upper body pressed into the mattress, and your derriere pointed upwards and faced him. The Avatar of Pride dug his fingers into the curves of your waist as his hips repeatedly collided against your buttocks, producing a sensation that was simultaneously rough and enjoyable. While his movements appeared aggressive, he ensured that you were experiencing pleasure above all. Lucifer had warned you to maintain a minimum level of sound, as he was concerned about others becoming privy to your secretive moments. To further ensure the discretion of your intimate encounters, Lucifer had shifted your bed away from the wall.

You thought one climax would fulfill your punishment, but the Avatar of Pride possessed other intentions. He planned to monopolize you for the entire day without holding back. While the fogginess of pleasure clouded your ability to accurately recall the moments of your shared intimacy, you remembered your back pressed against the wall as he gripped the underside of your knees. Your lips were molded into a blissful union as his length penetrated you over and over again.

The memory of your position at the round, wooden table near the window appeared in your mind. Lucifer had positioned himself behind you, and you were grasping the edges of the table firmly as he rapidly thrusted into you from behind. His fingers were buried in your mouth to prevent sounds from escaping your reddened lips.

Then, the two of you were in the center of the room, where he steadily pounded inside you up and down, standing upright. When you tried to recall anything else from your intimate moments together, the only thing that flashed in your mind was his intimate exploration of your body in the shower.

Your long and steamy day of intimate interactions finally drew to a close on your bed. The Avatar of Pride was well aware that you had reached your limit, so he proceeded with caution in the missionary position. He gently and lovingly moved his hips while his eyes remained locked with yours, maintaining a slow pace while your lips met again and again. 

Lucifer adjusted your blanket to conceal your exposed skin while you drifted into a deep slumber, exhausted beyond belief. He lightly brushed his fingertips over your cheeks and lovingly admired your slumbering face, his gaze caressing your features. He tenderly planted his lips onto your forehead in a show of uncontrollable affection.

"I cannot express my deep appreciation for your presence in my life," he whispered despite knowing you could not hear his words. "I simply cannot fathom a future where you are no longer by my side. The mere thought of losing you fills my heart with emptiness and anguish. I promise to protect and cherish you, your heart, and your happiness. I love you, (y/n)."

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[ravensvalley]

#LegendOfTheFalls

This weekend I've decided to go backpacking in a century-old pine forest hunting grounds for a return to my roots with some Native Cousins-descent where a tragic story happened many moons ago. Actually it is a legend; a legend where an Algonquin tribe with an old wicked and all-powerful Sorcerer named Nipissingue coveted the lovely Hiawhitha who none in the tribe dare to oppose him.

Unfortunately for the Sorcerer, Hiawhitha decided to give her heart to Arondack, the sworn enemy of Nipissingue. Whereupon, the Sorcerer launched the Algonquins on a warpath and counted on the fate of the battle to get rid of Arondack. He judged well; Arondack was fatally wounded but managed to get back to his wigwam in the village. Hiawhitha, daughter of the chief, who was the tribe's healer sat down at his bedside and nursed him.

One day missing some medicinal plants, Hiawhitha made her way to the steep precipice at Dorwin where at the bottom, a thin rivulet of water trickled, grew some native flora sarsaparilla roots which was in need for Arondack wounds. But not far away in a hot pursuit of his prey, Nipissingue sees her and engaged flung himself on her thereby throwing her into the ravine. As Hiawhitha's body touched the thin rivulet of water, a loud thunderclap reverberated through the gorge and Hiawhitha's long white linen robe turned into a magnificent 60ft high waterfall.

Then precisely at that moment Nipissingue stupefied and was transformed into stone by the Great Manitou thus condemned him for the eternity to hear Hiawhitha's triumphant song of victory; which is the sound of the falls.

Today we can still see Sorcerer Nipissingue's head of rock near the falls.

#Legend of the Falls #First Nation Legend #Medicine Songs #The Heart of the Healer #Sacred Land #Undisturbed Environment #Century-old Pine Forest #Hiking #Excursion #Hiking Trails #Water Falls #Nature Photography #Backpacking #Adventure #Mountainous Parts of the Northern Hemisphere #Canada #The RavenKeeper

[molabuddy]

i'm having Thoughts so. collection of headcanons about the different home planets in pikmin:

Hocotate - Everybody's favourite :] a small planet that's hot and arid all around, and a little bit boring in the flora and fauna department. Notable for brutal summers and so-so winters, an environment really only suited to growing its famous and unfathomably delicious vegetables.

Vegetable cultivation and shipping is its main industry, but it's also a notable manufactuer of sub-par, barely up to code BUT dirt cheap spacegear :]

(extra hc: while pikpik carrots (as well as hocotate onions, garlic and other veggies) can be cultivated on other planets, no matter how closely those other planets can simulate a hocotate climate, the resulting carrots are noticably different and less tasty. Botanists can't figure out why!)

Koppai - kind of an outsider planet in terms of its culture as well as its literal distance from its neighbours. On the outside, it looks very advanced, with sprawling modern cities, but as we know Koppai has been struggling with a food shortage for a while :(

Notable for leading advancements in space technology, as well as inventing the kopad - a model of tablet which quickly became the base for space travel squad tablets built and used all across the galaxy.

(under the cut = some pikmin 4 planets - minor spoilers abound?)

Giya - Home Planet of Shepherd, Russ and Colin, as well as the Rescue Corps HQ. a Big planet, definitely in terms of population and industry, possibly even in terms of literal size.

Its a major hub of space travel facilities and technology, as well as a big hub for planetary immigration! Lots of people from other planets move there, so its got a very diverse population. It also has a large variety of climates as well as flora and fauna (Giya is generally a very "earth-like" planet I think)

Ohri - Home Planet of Dingo and Yonny (though both probably live on Giya most of the time.) A planet famous for its extreme climates both hot and cold, and the abundent and occasionally deadly wildlife in every nook of the planet barring the most developed cities

Ohrians(?) are very passionate about the natural habitats on the planet, and many places have remained protected and undisturbed, but it means that off-planet tourists and Ohri locals alike are just one wrong turn away from danger.

(extra hc: the reigon Yonny grew up in is notable for its poisonous creatures. he discovered his love of medicine while being taught how to make remedies and antidotes by his mother)

#pikmin #pikmin 4

[bonefall]

Glowworms

(because i keep getting asked about them)

[ID: An adult female glowworm of the species Lampyris noctiluca. It has a bright green glow and clings to a plant.]

Before I even get started, let me lay down some education on the entire Lampyridae family so that we're all on the same page about the specific species that I'm going to talk about for the UK. I've done more research on this topic than the last time I brought it up, and I come bearing knowledge

Lampyridae is a family of beetles, descended from a bio-luminescent ancestor. There are more than 2000 species of Lampyridae, and they can be VERY different. This family is called "fireflies," "glowworms," and "lightningbugs" but ALL of those common names are AWFUL for referring to the full family becaaaaaauuuusee...

Not all lampyridae can fly

Not all lampyridae can glow as adults

Not all lampyridae light up passively; some use it as a lure or a warning

Not all lampyridae light up during flight

In the US, our most iconic species light up during flight, and our most common species have males and females capable of flight. So when I'm talking about "glowworms," remember that those traits are not shared by ALL species of Lampyridae, and especially not this one.

The UK has one species of glowing Lampyridae, Lampyris noctiluca, the Common Glowworm. There's one other, non-glowing species but it's extremely rare and only in the south, and an occasional visitor from mainland Europe.

GLOWWORMS

Only the female lights up, and her final stage is not capable of flight. This is called a "larviform female," because she looks like the wormy adolescent stage that all Lampyridae go through.

The female will climb up to the highest blade of grass she can find and wiggle her butt around until a male, who CAN fly and does NOT glow, finds her. Then she lays eggs and dies.

So because the adults do not eat and quickly die after reproduction, most of a glowworm's life is spent as a larva.

The larval glowworm is a SPECIALIZED predator of gastropods. They hunt snails and slugs for ONE or TWO YEARS (depending on how much food there was in the first year), hibernating over the winter, then waking up and doing it again. All movement in the species is done by the larvae; they have a REALLY hard time establishing new colonies because of this.

This is NOT a pioneer species. You need to have undisturbed grass, moor, or heath, no pesticides, not overgrazed, not brightly lit, for generations of these insects AND their prey. It's REALLY easy to decimate the glowworm population in an area via carelessness.

(let alone the horror story in the Glowworm Survey page where a tiny colony was intentionally destroyed, which is why they have a policy about keeping quiet on reports of certain colonies except to researchers ;_;)

so LOOK AT ME

HOLDING YOU BY THE SHOULDERS

You need to protect glowworm populations when you can. If you ever briefly hear posts in passing shouting about sterile lawns, light pollution, and pesticides, THIS IS WHY. If you live on the island and feel like there's a shit ton of slugs in your garden for some reason? Might be because these factors killed off their specialized predators, leaving you with an unfilled ecological niche.

Environment

Hypothetically, glowworms should be distributed all across Great Britain, except the Scottish highlands, though they have the strongest concentration in southern England.

Functionally, their population is incredibly fragmented. They need tall grass or heather, low light pollution, undisturbed (no pesticide) land, and lots of gastropods to eat. While they can work with forest verges and railways, places for them to thrive are getting rarer and rarer in the UK.

So to restate their very specific environmental needs;

Undisturbed land Glowworms and construction don't mix. Pollution, pesticides, and destruction can destroy the little patches of land glowworms have left. They need up to two years to go from eggs to adults, and a safe place for that to happen in.

A population of gastropods Baby glowworms eat slugs and snails. Because of that, they can't live where it's too dry.

Tall grasses, shrubs, or heathers, but not TOO tall A tree won't do! Glowworms do not live in trees! The females need a tall stalk to climb to the top of, so that they can signal to flying males. At the same time, they can't hunt or find each other in a savanna or a wheat field. Well-managed heathlands are excellent habitat for glowworms.

Low light pollution If it's too bright, males can't find females. Highways with heavy traffic, urban areas, and anything else that gives off constant light will affect the glowworm population.

They glow in June to May, in summer, at night. You won't find glowworms in winter, as all the larvae are hibernating at that time.

BB FAQ

When I determine if something will show up in the Better Bones AU and my Clan Culture expansions, I use iNaturalist to suss out if people are seeing it in the modeled region. Lads, there is a bald spot in my modeled regions. It's almost comical. The closest is in DERBYSHIRE, RIGHT out of reach.

So I'm still unsure about adding them. For now, they are not in BB. I GOT A REPORT FROM A FAN I will be adding them to BB.

"How do Clan cats feel about them?" They're unfathomnably holy, especially because they spend their larval stage eating snails which can be used in divination rituals. WindClan in particular considers themselves blessed for living around them.

"Can you use glowworms to light up the night?" Yes but that's really bad for their populations; leave them be! Clan cats wouldn't use something so holy in such a trivial way.

"Can you eat glowworms?" No they taste really bad. The chemical that makes them light up is REALLY bitter, and it's present in both the larvae and adults. Plus Clan cats wouldn't eat something so holy.

#glowworms #ecological overhauls #better bones au

[pandenewie]

00 - The Dress Code

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Attention all students of Be Lift High,

With the new school year approaching us, our management team has made some adjustments to the current dress code system. It is our duty as education providers to ensure both our students and faculty feel they are working in a safe and undisturbed environment. Respect is earned through how one presents themself, and we hope this new dress code will prepare our students for what they wish to achieve once leaving our school.

Shirts and tops:

Strapless tops, backless tops, midriffs and low-cut necklines are strictly prohibited

Strapless and sleeveless tops may be covered by a cardigan or sweater that fully covers all areas appropriately at all times

Shirts must have sleeves with a minimum width one's hand

Clothing must not display graphic images of violence, alcohol, drugs, gang symbolism or sexual references

Bottoms:

Skirts, dresses and shorts must be mid-thigh or lower

Athletic shorts and leggings are only to be worn during physical classes such as p.e, dance, etc.

Pants are to stay up at all times. No low rise or saggy pants

Pants with rips exposing the skin are prohibited

Outerwear:

Hats, hoods and beanies are to be worn outside only

Similarly, coats, wind-breakers and other outer layers are to be taken off once inside the classroom

Hair:

Hair must be kept tidy and out of one’s eyes

Bright unnatural hair colours are prohibited

Any styles that may distract students or teachers are prohibited

All hair shoulder length and below must be tied up during physical activity and in science labs

Jewellery:

Students are allowed a singular ear stud in each lobe

Any other face/body piercings are prohibited

Students are allowed a singular ring on each hand

Students are allowed a singular necklace that must be worn on the inside of their clothing

All jewellery must be taken out during physical activity

Any further clothing that our administration deems unacceptable is also prohibited. Failure to comply with the dress code rules will result in punishment such as confiscation of items, detention, and suspension.

- Be Lift High Faculty

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[mikkeneko]

okay but this is exactly the sort of thing I mean when I think about "the Eden fallacy" in environmentalism and how destructive it is as a line of thinking

I don't want to deny the importance of being able to grieve for things lost or subscribe to "but the environment has changed before!" crap, but. this business of assigning a moral weight to the environment being a certain way is... it doesn't lead good places, ok? why does it matter what the biome looked like "when Rome was doing that whole conquer the med thing?" why is that, in particular, something we feel like we have to aspire to?

ten thousand years ago the northern hemisphere was covered in glaciers, and megafauna the world has never seen since abounded. now it's not. ten million years ago the globe was ten degrees hotter and the oxygen content was higher and life forms flourished then that are now found nowhere but fossils. those worlds are gone now. should someone be punished for that? were those environments morally better than the one we had five hundred years ago? fifty years ago? now? are great forests superior to deserts? are charismatic megafauna more valuable than pigeons or crayfish? why?

we need to be able to find beauty and value in the world we have around us right now, or what's the point in trying to preserve it? if everything is Corrupt and Lesser and good things are Lost Forever then why try to save them?

there's a species of butterfly that lives exclusively in the sand dunes at the end of the runway off the LAX airport. It is because the airport and flyover zone is there that the dunes can stand undisturbed, that the buckwheat can grow, and the butterflies can flourish. biodiversity grows, uncelebrated, in every abandoned lot. we have to be able to love a world where this is true.

#salty sunday

[thehopefuljournalist]

weird question, but do you know if regenerative agriculture is growing, and by what rate? it's important to me but looking for articles on my own can trigger a panic attack :[ no worries if not !

Hey! Thank you so much for asking. Honestly, agriculture and sustainable agriculture specifically are very close to my heart as well, so I was glad for the excuse to do some research :) 

Also, thank you for your patience, I know you sent this Ask a bit ago. It’s good that you’re listening to yourself and not going around searching for things that might cause you harm, so thanks again for reaching out!

So, what is regenerative agriculture? 

Regenerative agriculture is a way of farming that focuses on soil health. When soil is healthy, it produces more food and nutrition, stores more carbon and increases biodiversity – the variety of species. Healthy soil supports other water, land and air environments and ecosystems through natural processes including water drainage and pollination – the fertilization of plants.

Regenerative agriculture is a defining term for sustainability in our food system - while there is no one true definition of regenerative agriculture, the concept has been around for centuries, taking root in Indigenous growing practices. Regenerative approaches can bolster soil health and watershed health. They can also add to climate mitigation and potentially tie into regulatory or commercial incentives for a more sustainable diet. 

Regenerative farming methods include minimizing the ploughing of land. This keeps CO2 in the soil, improves its water absorbency and leaves vital fungal communities in the earth undisturbed.

Rotating crops to vary the types of crop planted improves biodiversity, while using animal manure and compost helps to return nutrients to the soil. 

Continuously grazing animals on the same piece of land can also degrade soil, explains the Regenerative agriculture in Europe report from the European Academies’ Science Advisory Council. So regenerative agriculture methods include moving grazing animals to different pastures.

How can it help?

Regenerative farming can improve crop yields – the volume of crops produced – by improving the health of soil and its ability to retain water, as well as reducing soil erosion. If regenerative farming was implemented in Africa, crop yields could rise 13% by 2040 and up to 40% in the future, according to a Regenerative Farming in Africa report by conservation organization the International Union for Conservation of Nature and the UN.

Regenerative farming can also reduce emissions from agriculture and turn the croplands and pastures, which cover up to 40% of Earth’s ice-free land area, into carbon sinks. These are environments that naturally absorb CO2 from the atmosphere, according to climate solutions organization Project Drawdown.

5 ways to scale regenerative agriculture:

1. Agree on common metrics for environmental outcomes. Today, there are many disparate efforts to define and measure environmental outcomes. We must move to a set of metrics adopted by the whole food industry, making it easier for farmers to adjust their practices and for positive changes to be rewarded. 2. Build farmers’ income from environmental outcomes such as carbon reduction and removal. We need a well-functioning market with a credible system of payments for environmental outcomes, trusted by buyers and sellers, that creates a new, durable, income stream for farmers. 3. Create mechanisms to share the cost of transition with farmers. Today, all the risk and cost sits with the farmers. 4. Ensure government policy enables and rewards farmers for transition. Too many government policies are in fact supporting the status quo of farming. The food sector must come together and work jointly with regulators to address this. 5. Develop new sourcing models to spread the cost of transition. We must move from sourcing models that take crops from anywhere to models that involve collaboration between off-takers from different sectors to take crops from areas converting to regenerative farming.

The rise of regenerative agriculture

In 2019, General Mills, the manufacturer of Cheerios, Yoplait and Annie’s Mac and Cheese (among other products), announced it would begin sourcing a portion of its corn, wheat, dairy and sugar from farmers who were engaged in regenerative agriculture practices and committed to advancing the practice of regenerative agriculture on one million acres of land by 2030. In early 2020, Whole Foods announced regenerative agriculture would be the No. 1 food trend and, in spite of the pandemic and the rapid growth of online shopping overshadowing the trend, business interest in the field still spiked by 138%. 

More recently, PepsiCo announced it was adopting regenerative agriculture practices among 7 million acres of its farmland. Cargill declared it intends to do the same on 10 million acres by 2030, and Walmart has committed to advancing the practice on 50 million acres. Other companies pursuing regenerative agriculture include Danone, Unilever, Hormel, Target and Land O’ Lakes.

According to Nielsen, 75% of millennials are altering their buying habits with the environment in mind. This sentiment, of course, does not always materialize into tangible actions on behalf of every consumer. However, it is clear from the actions of PepsiCo, General Mills, Walmart, Unilever and others that they believe consumers’ expectations of what is environmentally friendly are shifting and that they will soon be looking to purchase regeneratively-produced foods because of the many benefits they produce.

The next step in the transition to regenerative agriculture is certification. The goal is to create labeling that will allow the consumer to connect to the full suite of their values. Some companies are partnering with nonprofit conveners and certifiers. The Savory Institute is one such partner, convening producers and brands around regenerative agriculture and more holistic land management practices.

In 2020, the Savory Institute granted its first “Ecological OutCome Verification (EOV) seal to Epic’s latest high protein bars by certifying that its featured beef was raised with regenerative agriculture practices. 

The program was developed to let the land speak for itself by showing improvement through both leading and lagging functions such as plant diversity and water holding capacity. There are now thousands of products that have been Land to Market verified, with over 80 brand partnerships with companies such as Epic Provisions, Eileen Fisher and Applegate.  Daily Harvest is giving growers in that space three-year contracts as well as markets and price premiums for the transitional crop. It's focusing on that transitional organic process as a stepping stone toward a regenerative organic food system.

Daily Harvest’s Almond Project creates an alliance with the Savory Institute and a group of stakeholders - including Simple Mills and Cappello’s - to bring regenerative practices to almonds in the Central Valley of California.

These companies are working with Treehouse California Almonds, their shared almond supplier, to lead soil health research on 160 acres of farmland. Over five years, the Project will focus on measuring outcomes around the ecosystem and soil health of regenerative practices – comparing those side by side with neighboring conventional baselines.

“We need industry partnership; we need pre-competitive collaboration,” says Rebecca Gildiner, Director of Sustainability at Daily Harvest, of the Almond Project. “Sustainability cannot be competitive. We are all sharing suppliers, we are all sharing supply – rising tides truly lift all boats. The industry has to understand our responsibility in investing, where historically investments have disproportionately focused on yields with a sole focus of feeding the world. We know this has been critical in the past but it has overlooked other forms of capital, other than financial. We need to look towards experimenting in holistic systems that have other outcomes than yield and profit - instead of saying organic can’t feed the world, we have to invest in figuring out how organic can feed the world because it’s critical.”

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In short!!!

Many articles are stating regenerative agriculture as a defining, and rising “buzz word” in the industry. It seems that consumers are becoming more and more aware and are demanding more sustainable approaches to agriculture. 

We, of course, have a way to go, but it seems from the data that I’ve gathered, that regenerative agriculture is, in fact, on the rise. Demand is rising, and many are working on ways to globalize those methods.

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#climate change #climate #hope #good news #climate news #climate crisis #more to come #climate emergency #news #climate justice #agriculture #ecosystem #farming #conservation #biodiversity #regenerative agriculture

[theoreticallyangel]

❆ Angel Things : Winter ❆

The warmth of freshly made hot chocolate hitting your face as you move the cup closer, smelling the rich creaminess and deep cocoa

Stars are visible through the breaks in the clouds, glistening as the days grow shorter and the sun disappears for longer

Sugar crystals glitter like ice on fresh out of the oven sugar cookies, falling between the butter-made crevices of the confections

A heated blanket warms your soft body as you lull yourself slowly asleep after a frigid day, frost hugging the frame of the bedroom window begging to be let into your cozy environment

Snow blankets the world in pure white, undisturbed in the middle of the night as it falls to Earth like angels, each little flake a radiant individual against the mass

Wind nipping at your cheek and nose while the rest of you is bundled up beneath fluff and fabric, your eyelashes flicker closed to give your eyes reprieve from the chill

Using the time inside to set up blankets and pillows like a nest to hibernate in, cozy in compare to the world just outside the door.

Skating on ice makes you feel non-corporeal as you drift and glide without effort, the silver of the skates carrying you as though you are weightless

The smell of pine trees and cinnamon pinecones fill the stores in random passing corners with artificially bright light covering every hall to highlight corporate holiday ads. It doesn't feel real, but the smells tell you otherwise.

Inner joy as your loved ones give you gifts, either physical or of their time and companionship, or perhaps the joy brought on by an animal friend you cherish and nurture in this human form when you give it a treat of its own

Soft and fuzzy blankets, socks, and sweaters remind you of down feathers, making you smile and giggle with a blush across your cold-paled cheeks

Vanilla extract takes the season away, whisking you into thoughts of buttercreams and blondies

#otherkin #angelkin #divinekin #actuallyangelic #winter is also absolutely awful but we're going to romanticize it anyways