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bibibuckleyy · 4 years

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my thoughts on ‘The taking of Dispach 9-1-1′

this was SUCH a good episode from start to finish! *pulls out a slide show* Now i’ll show you breaking down every. single. scene-

jk lmao...unless?

spoilers below the cut!

lord. have. mercy.

these hoes are givin me major heist vibes

tiffany bby ur the driver but for me to acknowledge you as such you better be Letty Ortiz good hun

wow these thugs are a lot my organized than i first thought like i know they was carryin guns but i aint know they was packin this much like damn

Oceans 8 who?

so i wanna know where they just...got a cop car???

OH HELL NAH Y’ALL BEST NOT MESS WITH TERRY

I MEAN ANA MAY BE HIS SISTER

AND SHE MAY BE MAKIN MOVES ON EDDIE

BUT IN THIS HOUSE WE LOVE TERRY FLORES SO YOU GET YOUR GUN AWAY FROM SUNSHINE BBY

it’s kinda funny rewatching this scene when you know what’s about to go down

like i’m cacklin like ‘oh shooooot dramaaaa’

but i’m also like ‘SOMEONE GRAB JOSH AND RUN’

“temporary maintenance, happens all the time” cool cool cool

i’m not freakin out you’re freakin out

josh and maddie are like friend goals i love their dynamic like yoooo

hi yes could you please get that gun away from terry’s head i would really appreciate it.

OMG SECURITY DUDE NOOOO

wow ur like the only line of defense in the dispatch center and they just kicked ur ass

is this where our tax dollars are goin??

fly high josh’s mug, fly high

that absolute look of fear on his face tho, still breaks my heart

josh russo defense squad post up homies

“i love you, howie” nope nope nope didn’t like it the second time either

when that gun went off

LET ME TELL YOU

i just,,,waited for the blood to start comin out of terry

thank god it wasn’t him

good scene lmaooo 9-1-1 writers i hate you all lmao lmao

“bees are the least of your troubles here, sweetheart” I HATE YOU DUDE

someone call mama grant please

“we’ve got dispatch” i do not like this ma’am i’d like to speak to the manager

“you’ll shoot us” man shut the hell up-

“no, we’ll shoot the person next you you” this dude is insane

lookin like mr.clean’s evil cousin LMAOOOOO

“you only do something like this so you can do something...worse”

um whAT-

“you’re being paranoid, she’s fine” CHIMNEY NO NO NO

i don’t think i’ve ever thrown this much popcorn at my tv in my life

as chimney said “don’t do it man” just picture a 5′5 lightskinned girl tripping over her blanket while yelling “DO IT CHIM, DO IT!” and you’ll have me

“sorry, we are experiencing a high call volume” BITCH MORE LIKE A HIGH CRIME VOLUME SOMEBODY GET MAMA GRANT DAMNIT-

*screams* BUUUUUUUUCK

HI BBY

ooh nice shirt, i guess pink isn’t the only color that suits ya

he looks good in all the colors

whole damn snaaaaack

not to be an idiot on main but seriously, who watches the watchmen?

“i miss like an earthquake or something?” lmao chim is a whole vibe

“wait....why are you calling 9-1-1, is everything ok?” paired with that cute adorable concerned face he made is making me cry ok we don’t deserve buck T-T

“she’s at the call center, what could happen?” AT LOT ACTUALLY

OH THANK YOU JESUS IT’S ATHENA FUCKIN FINALLY

*cries* mama grant you won’t believe the day i’ve had

“he’s my husband” LMAOOOOO WHAT

whoa tiffany we’ve already had our fair share of mail bombs here that bet’ not be what i think it is

THE PACKAGE IS VIBRATING AND BLINKING TAKE COVER-

ohhhhhhhhhh

it’s just takin out the security systems lmao

“technical difficulties” BITCH MORE LIKE CRIMINAL DIFFICULTIES

“i bet this woman really thinks you’re...worthwhile.” JOSH BBY DON’T LISTEN TO A WORD HE SAYS EVERYONE LOVES YOU

ahaha thanks i did not need those flashbacks it hurt enough the first time

“a woman called about an omelet, i dispatched an officer”

“to the restaurant?”

“not exactly”

???

“i tried calling josh, but no answer” aww josh and buck are friendssssss :)

JOSH HAS BEEN ADOPTED BY THE FIREFAM PASS IT ON

JOSH YOU GENIUS

YOU SMART SMART CINNAMON ROLL

MAMA GRANT IT’S TIME TO MAKE SOME MOVES

“nO NO CHIMNEY DON’T HANG UP!” i shouldn’t have laughed so hard

oh great he’s hastily grabbing his jacket. he’s about to do something rash and irresponsible

....someone call eddie.

that’s some good heist music right there

the bad guys look stressed....good.

“you’re here so i can keep an eye on you and make sure you don’t do anything foolish” BUT YOU LEFT BUCK

OK BUCK I LOVE YOU BBY

BUT YOU HAVE THIS HABIT OF TURNIN INTO SPECIAL AGENT 007 REAL FAST WHEN YOUR FRIENDS ARE IN TROUBLE MAN

HE’S THE ‘EVERYONE BEFORE ME’ MEMBER OF THE FIREFAM

mama grant i ain’t questionin your authority or nun but like???

WHY WOULD YOU NOT KEEP AN EYE ON BUCK TOO?

HE’S THE MOST LIKELY CANDIDATE TO DO SOMETHIN STUPID

thats some reckless drivin there buckaroo

buck who were you tryna fool tho

athena only knows one golden retriever dude in this city who drives a grey and black jeep

“ok now, don’t be mad” LMAOOOOOOOO

HANDS DOWN ONE OF MY FAVE SCENES

HE KNEW HIS MOM WAS PISSED TOO LMAOOOO

athena’s look is sending meeeeee 😂😂

omg my god😭😂

“hey buck”

“...hey chim”

athena has some dumbass kids yo

the best part is, she knows it

the way mr. clean broke his neck when dude said ‘police cruiser’ LMAOOOO

“and if it’s not normal?”

“we’ll find out”

*blasts boss bitch*

i love the way buck is kinda concerned for his mom tho

and athena’s just like ‘it’s no sweat sweetie i do this every day’

“shoot her”

BITCH I HOPE THE FUCK YOU DO

YOU’LL BE A DEAD SON OF A BITCH

I’LL TELL YOU THAT

“shoot her, now”

try her bitch, see what happens to yo ass.

the 118

the call center

the entire fandom

we will collectively end you

“we got a report of a code 77″

THANK GOD THAT GOT ATHENA OUT OF THERE

what is a code 77 you say?

“ambush, proceed with caution”

well it sure nuff aint indecent exposure

*boss bitch keeps playing cause that was super smart for her to give out a code 77*

“maddie is smart, she can take care of herself until help gets there”

HELL YEA SHE CAN

SHE KICKED DOUG’S ASS SHE’LL KICK YOURS TOO

“they’re not gonna wanna leave behind a room full of witnesses”

i’m-i’m fine, i swear-

“killing people, your solution to every problem”

excuse me? do i hear morals??

they’re really fighting each other

they some grade a stupid right there

there’s no way they are pullin this off

terry

terry what are you doing

TERRY

RUN TERRY RUN GO GO GO

OH SHIT

JOSHHHHHHHH

i thought they were gonna shoot terry

BUT JOSH CAME THROUGH IN THE CLUTCH

wowwwwww dispatch is a lot more badass than i thought

these dudes are hard core

OH JOSH NO BBY

THAT LOOKS LIKE IT HURT

aii square tf up mr. clean we don’t hit josh here and you gon have to pay for that one

the way everyone is just quietly sobbing tho

it saddens me

“I need another thirty minutes”

i’m really enjoying watching this dude’s plan crumble around him

swat posted up aii i see yall

“we’ll try to get eyes in a damn windowless room”

well when you put it that way it sounds like this is hopeless

“i’m sorry i thought you were crazy”

“i’m sorry i wasn’t”

wow i don’t think i was supposed to laugh at that

and chim bein concerned for maddie is literally one if the best things ever y’all.

completely unrelated note, anybody else see bad boys for life?

“yeah i’m ok, my ears are just ringing a little” with the TEARS and the SNIFFLES and him SMILING THROUGH THE PAIN JOSH IS TOO PURE FOR THIS

“why do you think we asked for so many RA units?” BITCH I KNOW YOU FUCKIN LYIN

for those of y’all that ain’t kno, RA units are rescue ambulance units

way to reassure people, lady

it’s like she said ‘everyone might be lightly shot by the time this is all over’

“so you are worried. it makes sense, cause all your friends keep dissappearing are they even in the same building?” WITH THAT LOOK OF STRAIGHT SPITE DAMN MADDIE BUCKLEY, DAMNNN

we stan the BAMF BUCKLEYS

“oh my god, LINDA??” lo key thought this was real for a second

“latex! is there latex in your gloves?” greg come on man you planned a heist you can’t be this stupid

SURPRISE! LINDA IS ALLERGIC TO BEES

ENJOY YOUR EPINEPHRINE ASSHOLE

OH WOW

WOW DISPATCH

Y’ALL JUST-

WOW

EVERYONES GOT GUNS AND EVERYTHING OH MY GODDDDD

GIVE IT UP FOR DISPATCH

you know it’s really funny, cause tiffany ain’t nowhere to be found

“next one goes in your head” OOOOOOOOOOOH SHE’S A BOSS ASS BITCH BROOO YESSSSSSS

(i know, two different songs, but ya gotta admit, it applies)

“you don’t get to die”

i just-

hands down, most powerful line in the whole episode.

it’s an odd form of vengeance, saving the man that attacked you multiple times from the release of death

that’s what it would’ve been tho

a release

he would’ve died, and he wouldn’t of had to pay for any of his actions

but instead, josh saved his sorry ass

so he gets to pay for this in the land of the living

the best revenge, actually

and, josh saved a life

he’s worthwhile

“i’m not goin back” well i knew mr. clean was gonna die from the beginning sooooooo

“we’ve got dispatch” and it’s finally over

i’m kinda bummed that we didn’t get to see SEAL!buck or the rest of the firefam but we got BAMF!dispatch and that was enough lmao

kudos to those off duty dispatches as well, like y’all just walked past the dead body and moved on from the whole hostage situation to do your already stressful job

CHIM’S FACE WHEN HE SEES MADDIE I AM SOBBING

THEY SAID MADNEY RIGHTS Y’ALL😭😭😭

this hug is everythinggggg

lo key buck watching from afar breaks my heart ahaha

“she already has everything she needs”

....this is tea for another day, but...

buck, you do know people need you as much as you need them, right?

....right?

still not over that hug tho

ayeeee wassup bobby!

how was the camping trip i was extremely against?

oooooh i love the crime recaps!

i may or may not have been like buck in the bank episode when he said ‘i’m some confused, can you start over’

...ahem....

“wait....you didn’t round her up too?”

ok listen....

while i don’t condone stealing and and the extreme amount of violence they used,

i do condone outsmarting men that think less of you because you are a woman

you are a boss tiffany, and i’m actually kind of sad you got caught

“tiffany was the real mastermind” can i just.....

*BLASTS BOSS BITCH FROM THE ROOFTOPS CAUSE WOMEN OWNED THIS EPISODE! THEY WERE SO DAMN BADASS*

thanks 9-1-1 writers for that, btw.

gotta admit, as much as they rip out our hearts and stomp on em, they know what they are doin

jake you shady shady bitch

ngl tho both plans were solid

maybe if it was done completely by women it would’ve worked :)

“looks like your trip’s been delayed...by about 5 to 15 years” athena you got the best lines yo

jake f’ed up the other plan too lmaoo

like i said, if it was all women, they would’ve pulled this off

and they end it with madney

gosh i loved this episode

So! These were my thoughts on 3x14! Let me know what you think, and hit up my ask box if you want me to post my thoughts on another episode! Later taters!

Oh yeah, if you liked this you can find my thoughts on ‘Pinned’ here!

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smoljoelito · 5 years

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Prompt List #1

For accurate life prompts or AU’s, this list will inspire many whether for CNCO or other fandoms. Feel free to reblog to get requests as well :) My requests are now closed!

1. “Tell me who hurt you and I swear to god I’ll end them.”

2. “Truth or dare?” “Dare.” “I dare you to let me give you a shotgun kiss.”

3. “I’ll give you $50 to be my date tonight.”

4. “How long are we going to hide our relationship?”

5. *jumps on the back of a person’s motorcycle* “Fucking drive!”

6. “You’re a brat, you know that?”

7. “You could speak Spanish this whole time?”

8. “If we are going to date, you’re getting rid of those tan shoes.”

9. “Tu sonrisaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, te amooooooooooooooooooo!” “You’re so drunk.”

10. “Holy shit, she can dance too.”

11. “Wait, you don’t like our music?”

12. “Wait, you’ve wanted to be with me this entire time and you’ve never said a word, but now that I’m in a relationship you do?”

13. “99% vanilla my ass.”

14. “Aren’t you supposed to be on tour?”

15. “When I told you to leave, I meant never come back, yet here you are.”

16. “You’re going on live television and wearing that?”

17. “It’s either me or that outfit at the award show, one is not going.”

18. “Babyyyyyy, why’d you stop touching my hair?”

19. “The way you get along with my family just melts my heart.”

20. “I think my mom loves you more than me.”

21. “Te dije que me querías pero no me creíste. Pensaste que lo era un chiste.”

22. “Why do you keep staring at me, what do you want?” “You.”

23. “Who wouldn’t want to date you? You’re a total package.”

24. “You say stuff like that then wonder why I’m insecure.”

25. “You need a filter for your mouth!”

26. “You wrote a song… for me?”

27. “Truth or dare?” “Truth.” “If you were to date one of us, who would you pick?”

28. “She thinks I’m adorable!” “Isn’t that a good thing?” “No! I don’t want to be adorable! It’s infuriating!”

29. “So are you just going to stand there and stare at me all night or are you going to buy me a drink?”

30. “You’ve been watching me all night and haven’t done a thing about it, so I decided too.”

31. “Wanna dance?” “Hmm… I don’t know are you good enough?”

32. “You have commitment issues so I’m going to go find someone who doesn’t.”

33. “If you’re going to watch my lips all night might as well do something about it.”

34. “So those other girls don’t mean anything to you? Well sorry, they mean something to me.”

35. “Apparently, all the other boys have a bet that we are going to end up together.”

36. “Hold my hand tight and don’t let go, I’ll make sure nothing happens to you.”

37. “Dímelo otra vez.”

38. “I’ve been waiting so long to do that.”

39. “Stop ignoring it! How can you say we weren’t made for each other?”

40. “Do you feel the same way when he touches you?”

41. “I don’t need you to tell me you want me, I can see the goosebumps that rise on your skin when I even so much as whisper in your ear.”

42. “Stop biting your lip like that.”

43. “Mom, I swear to god I’m going to marry her one day.”

44. “I’m going to kiss you and the only one that can stop me is you.”

45. “I will spend the rest of my life making you laugh, I swear it.”

46. “Don’t lie and say you don’t feel it too!”

47. “The universe keeps bringing us back together for some reason, and I think maybe we should listen to it for once.”

48. “Who the hell is that?”

49. “Oh shit, that girl is your cousin? My bad.”

50. “By the end of our first date, I knew you were it for me baby.”

51. “Are those my rings?” “…No.”

52. “Please, I’m begging you! I need you to help me. What will it take?” “Go on a date with me.”

53. “Baby, you’re trying to say you don’t like me back, but your cheeks are as red as cherries.”

54. “Do you believe in soulmates?” “If you would’ve asked me that a few years ago, I would’ve told you you’re a fool, but now, yes.” “What changed?”

55. “Is this a date?”

56. “I’m not leaving you, not now, not ever.”

57. “Can I pet your dog, please?”

58. “Do you like me, or are you just hitting on me because you’re a flirt?”

59. “Why should I take a chance with you when you’ll most likely break my heart?”

60. “Why are you so mad that I’m going on a date?”

61. “God! I love you, okay?”

62. “You’re such a tease.”

63. “You need to stop wearing those headbands.”

64. “Hey there mami, what’s your name?” “Y/n, and I’m not your mami.”

65. “Does it look like I speak Spanish to you?”

66. “Hi, sorry to bother you, but that man standing over there at the bar with the girl in the red dress is my ex. I’ll give you $20 to help me make him jealous tonight.”

67. “You’ve never seen Harry Potter?!”

68. “You told me you loved me then ran away, what am I supposed to do with that?”

69. “Oh fuck me.” “Gladly.”

70. “This is probably the worst moment ever to say this, but I really want to kiss you right now.”

71. “How did you get my number exactly?”

72. “I’m really not looking to date anyone right now.” “Not even him?” “Never mind.”

73. “Why are we standing so close together?”

74. “You made falling in love with you so incredibly easy, I didn’t even know it was happening until I realized I loved you.”

75. “That guy has been watching you all night baby.” “Who… Oh shit he’s hot, what do I do?”

76. “Let’s call it a hang out, but I pay for everything and we dress really nice.”

77. “Stop inviting people out on our date!” “Since when did it become a date?” “Yeah… uh… a friend date of course!”

78. “They’re not good enough for you!” “Well, then who is?” “Me! It’d be an honor to love you!”

79. “When did you learn to kiss like that?”

80. “So… uh… how did we end up making out exactly?”

81. “Why do people always think we are dating?”

82. “I’m sorry, I have to say this. You literally have the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen in my entire life.

83. “God, making you blush is so easy.”

84. “What are you scared of?” “Well… you.”

85. “Don’t just kiss me like that then walk away!”

86. “Sing to me, please.”

87. “I’m trying to write a song right now and I need you to come over.” “Okay, why?” “You inspire me just get over here.”

88. “So you’re hot, funny, and smart, yet you’re still talking to me?”

89. “Have you been taking wrong turns on purpose?”

90. “So is your personality only comprised of flirting? Cause I’m getting bored.”

91. “I knew you were a hopeless romantic oh my god.”

92. “You put Nicholas Sparks to shame.”

93. “I finally worked up the courage to come and talk to you tonight, and you just break my heart from the get-go?”

94. “You’re a bitch.” “Yeah, you’re right, but I’m not your bitch so I’m still winning.”

95. “You’re like a ray of sunshine.”

96. “Why do you hate me? When did this start exactly?” “Now that you ask, I don’t actually know.”

97. “You fell asleep on me.” “Oh god, I’m sorry.” “Don’t be, it was cute.”

98. “There wasn’t any specific thing you did to make me fall in love with you, but many little things.”

99. “I believe God put you in my life for a reason.”

100. “You always know the right thing to say.”

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linelpisffxiv · 5 years

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5.0 Spoilers

I’m still working on/thinking up 75, 77, and 79/80 parts for tomorrow and tomorrow, but here’s a coda

He hears the portal ripple to life a few weeks later.

Lin comes through in the outfit he gave her when she first arrived. The golden brass just makes the warm tones of her skin stand out like a beautiful sunset.

“G’raha! Have you any need for me?”

He shakes his head. “For now, the peace has no need for the Warrior of Darkness. Though time has slowed down a bit compared to your world. I feel that you can spend three days here and have only two and a half pass by back on the source.”

She smiles. “Perfect. Every extra hour I can spend here with you is one well-spent. I got you something back home.” She holds out a parcel.

“A gift?” he asks. He’s used to gifts. The people of the Crystarium had relied on him for a century now, and sometimes thankful bordered on worship. “You needn’t get anything for me.”

She pushes it towards him. “Please, it’s my choice to spoil you if I want to. I just hope it fits.”

He takes the package and starts to open it. “Fits? Hm, I did not expect you to get me clothes. I don’t think I need any.”

“You’re about the same size as Raks if I remember correctly. You remember him, right? My friend?”

He does. Another young miqo’te who was practically her brother in some respects. Lin may have been blind to his affections back then, but the one who told him she was spoken for was Rakka. More friendly and clueless, not understanding love can be unrequited.

G’raha nods his head. Inside is a set of clothes, something different from his robes. A pair of simple trousers, and a combination of a shirt and waistcoat. The latter could be worn alone, but the shirt it comes with is high-necked and long-sleeved. “I assume this is...”

“You wished you could travel Norvrandt with me, love. If you don’t wish to draw attention to yourself, you can wear the shirt. I know I can’t cover everything, but it would be enough to discourage second glances. I wanted to get gloves and boots, but those are something that need better fitting.”

She looks at him. “You don’t like it? I’m sorry, I just--”

He shakes his head. “No, no, I love it. It has been far too long since I’ve seen anywhere I haven’t had need to be. You just know that I can’t be far from the tower for too long. So a full adventure will never be on the table.”

“Then just spending a day somewhere else,” she says. “If everything is peaceful, you won’t need your powers, and I can fly you wherever you need. Do you know where everyone is?”

Adventures for a day. He likes that. Even if it wouldn’t be one grand tour, a day would be plenty to be a sightseer.

“Each of our friends have returned to where they were before. Though Alphinaud has been spending time specifically in Eulmore--”

“Perfect!” she says. “I wanted to see how Eulmore and Kholusia fare first. They were the last to get night, after all.”

The original plan had been to call everyone and have them come to the Crystarium, but clearly that was not a plan Lin would agree to.

She claps her hands together. “It’s decided then. Decide whether you want to be the Exarch or G’raha, and I’ll meet you at the Amauro Launch either way.”

She kisses his cheek as she leaves the Occular.

It takes a few minutes to decide, but he chooses to put on the outfit. It almost feels odd to wear something different, but she has an eye for detail. Hints and pieces are like what he wore on his expedition, but she chose softer fabrics than he wore before. His trip to where she’ll meet him turns a few heads. It has been so long since he’s presented as himself. There was an open secret of his race once people had been in the Crystarium long enough, there was no proof, but there was a stunning amount of proof he was no Hume, Galdjent, Dragn, Ronso, Elf, or Dwarf (And almost certainly not a Viis). So the fact that no one could prove he had the ears and tail of a cat was moot.

Still, without him in his robes, it made it clear to all that whatever he planned to do, planned to go to, he was not doing it for the sake of politics or stability. He was doing it for himself.

When he meets with Lin again, she looks him over. “Hm, Raks has wider shoulders than you. But next time, we can ask for help in the Mean. Still, I think the colors are right for you.”

He helps her get on the amaro and guides them across the Tempest. Lin loves looking along the coast, pointing out areas that haven’t changed since the sundering. First the west coast of the main continent as it disappears, then Kholusia as it grows in their view.

As they draw in to Eulmore, he sees a perfect place to land. Then there’s the people there. All of them focused on the amaro only now slowing down.

Space is made in the end, and they land perfectly.

Fewer people notice his crystal hand and cheek here, with more eyes focused on Lin.

“The Warrior of Darkness has come,” someone says, and suddenly, they’re surrounded. So many words of thanks. Others talking about the steps they’ve made.

Lin smiles and listens to them, lets them take her hands.

“I thought you didn’t wish to be seen as their savior,” he says.”Especially given how you’ve reacted to other titles you’ve earned.”

Lin laughs. “I did, and it’s true. But in my defense, we did draw quite the attention, landing on a balcony not meant to be landed on, Exarch.”

Her use of his title, his name, is quite pointed, though few still give him more than a few glances.

“Alright everyone,” a familiar voice says. “You’re coddling the poor girl. Let her breathe now.”

“Dulia!” Lin says. She cuts through the crowd. “It’s great to see you! I heard that Alphinaud has been spending time here. Do you know if he’s in?”

“Of course he is, dear,” the voice returns. The woman he remembers from the assault breaks the crowd. He remembers just how positive she had been. How encouraging. She looks over to him. “And you’ve brought a friend as well. We’ll have to get more tea and sweets for you, then. Apparently the trade between Eulmore and the Crystarium has brought so much new diversity to my palette.”

He looks over to Lin, whose eyes sparkle at the suggestion. “I’d love to catch up with you and Alphinaud, then.” One of her hands takes his, laces her fingers between his as she leads the way.

He follows her to a table by the aetheryte, and watches as Lin talks animatedly with the woman.

“You’ve been quiet,” she finally says, looking at him. “Tell me about yourself. You’re that nice boy in the robes A’lin kissed on the beach, aren’t you?”

How long it has been since someone called him a boy? It was a surprise, but just like Lin’s use of his name, it makes him feel young in the best ways.

“Ah, that was a bit spontaneous on our parts. Lin always has a flair for the dramatic. She’s quite prone to sitting on tall archways when she plays music back in the Crystarium.”

She laughs and pushes him, however the woman’s eyes open. “Oh, you are a musician as well? You never told me that.”

He’d never seen Lin’s skin darken so much. “Raha...”

Turnabout is quite fair play. It’s one thing for her to request the intimacy of dropping her own clan, but dropping his, in public? He’d never asked, but she knew she had the right. It still was a shock.

“So that is your name,” Dulia says. “What a lovely one you have Raha.”

He shakes his head. “I-- It’s G’raha. The way my name and A’lin’s work, removing the first sound is a sign of family. Or romantic affection, as is the case with us.”

“Still, play us a song,” Dulia-Chai says. She claps her hands together. “In hindsight, your voice is perfect for singing. Well, if you don’t mind performing publicly.”

Lin nods her head. “There’s a piece I put the finishing touches on a while ago. I kind of meant it to be personal, but if you don’t mind?’

“If it is the song you picked at since you’ve come, please.” He moves his hand. “If you are nervous, pretend we are alone in my chambers.” Wait, there were implications of that. “I mean the Ocular.” His own cheeks heat up.

She quickly presses her lips against his cheek. “I know full well what you meant, and it is not fear. I just like to let a friend or lover be the first to hear a song, much like you always shared your Talos with your wife, Master Chai.”

Chai-Nuzz looks at her for a moment, but nods. “Should you need an instrument, I am sure we can find one for you.”

She pulls out her lyre and strums it a few times, tuning a few strings. “No need. I bring it everywhere.”

A few more odd plucks of some strings, and she starts. A haunting wail. Regret and the past, but it turns to the same lyrics he saw her picking at on the arch back then.

A new addition surprised him. She adds his words in a line she couldn’t get right before. No wonder she wanted to give the song to him first. It was for him. About him.

Tears well up as he listens.Every lyric meant for him alone. To know he has become a muse to her, let her reach some beautiful crescendos in emotion. To remember that she once said she was letting her time in the First be a place to heal from her past, only to pass on that gift to him. He’s been too old for too long.

When she sets down the harp, he realizes she had attracted a crowd again. Several others clap for her. He’d kiss her again, but he didn’t believe she would appreciate it this time.

He’ll just have to follow through later.

“I-- Thank you everyone,” she says. “I am glad the song is good. I haven’t done much composing recently, but I found inspiration some time ago.”

Lin looks at him when she says that. She may have been his inspiration since they met, but to hear those words from her mouth, that he had inspired her in the end...

His throat catches.

“It is hard to believe the Exarch is the same man he was before,” Alphinaud says. “A’lin has changed you, and I must say it is for the better. Much as she has for so many of us.”

Only one of those words reaches the other ears. “The Exarch?” someone says. “The Crystal Exarch is come?”

His ears twitch and he almost has to laugh. “Thank you, Alphinaud. A’lin and I had mostly hoped to not draw attention. While she had failed, I had succeeded in seeming little more than an errand boy. Even with my condition.”

“I knew,” Dulia-Chai says. “While I only saw you in passing as the Exarch, the mark under your eye is quite distinctive. I doubt people from the Crystarium just happen to be part crystal. I just figured that you wanted a moment free of your duties.”

“Indeed,” Chai-Nuzz says. “I must say that while some can blind themselves when people wish to hide, I can just respect the attempt. A keen eye is how I made my fortune, after all.”

“Well, I doubt we’ll be having a quiet moment alone now.” Lin stands up. “So if I could have all of your attentions, I shall share other songs I’ve written, back in my homeland.”

He can’t take his eyes off her when she does so. Most are happy, though he does hear a requiem in one such ballad. Her own version of the end of the Dragonsong War. Of the Fortemps Memoirs he had devoured time and again over the years.

He listens to every song she shares, how she commands his attention and those around her. Back on the source, people would likely call her the sun, but the murmurs in the crowd he picks up compare her voice to the gentleness of the welcome night.

It is quite apt.

Whatever plans of leaving Eulmore end up delayed, as she sings full through the afternoon, and only stops as she sees stars.

“Ah, this went on much longer than I had intended.”

“You can stay here for the night. We have plenty of room,” Dulia-Chai says.

Lin shakes her head. “I’m sorry, but G’raha needs to return to the Crystarium, and I would like to be with him tonight. Perhaps soon, though.”

Alphinaud scrunches his face. “I do suppose you’ve been anticipating time alone with the Exarch.” He shakes his head. “Sorry, G’raha. I just have known you as the Exarch my time here, and I only know parts of the story A’lin has of how she knew you in the past.”

He shrugs. “Either is fine. Whatever you feel comfortable saying. Though being the Exarch is more than just a convenient title.”

The flight home is different. It was intimate, but there was adventure promised as well. Whatever plans Lin has for now are not the same.

“I liked that song,” he says. He needs to fill the silence.

She nods her head. “I’ve never played a song first to a crowd. Alphie was the first to hear a few. Arenvald, a Scion back home, got one. Sanson and Guydelot, some friends of mine in Gridania were present for quite a few. And Rielle from Ishgard had one shared with as well. And I suppose it’s obvious who also had a few.”

Haurchefant. Both his journeys with her centuries ago and everything he had read once made the man feel larger than life, someone who left a void on Lin so deep she never recovered.

“Do you miss him?”

She wraps her arms around him tighter. “Sometimes, but it is better now than before. As I said, he wished I would heal.” She brushes her lips against his ears, purring the next words into them. “I think he knew someone who’d cherish me waited on the other end of my journey.”

Her teeth nibble a corner, making it harder to concentrate. She has had practice with that technique. Just enough pressure to stimulate the nerves and blood, but not so hard it’s painful. A purr catches in his throat and his tail starts tapping the side of the amaro with increased frequency.

“You didn’t need to return to the Crystarium with me. We could have started our journey from Eulmore.”

“Let me be more obvious then,” she says. “If you want me to speak plain, I do not intend to retire to my room tonight. That is, unless you plan to as well, Raha.”

Her hands slip lower, one almost resting on his groin. “At least, should you consent.”

Gods she makes him feel young in more ways than one. This is no exception.

“Why settle for the Pendants, when I know your curiosity well enough. Even though I lack the need, there is a bed in the Umbilicus for the rare occasions that merely joining with the Tower isn’t enough.”

Lin chuckles as her lips find his jaw for a second. “You know how to treat a lover, if that is a yes.”

“A yes to what? You have given no hint towards your plans other than you seem to want to sleep by my side.” He grins as he speaks.

“Ah, you want to hear the exact words then, and not let my hands talk. You. Me. Nude. Kisses. Intimate.”

He pretends to think on it. “Yes.”

#Crystal Exarch #G'raha Tia #G'raha Tia/WoL #Crystal Exarch/WoL #5.0 Spoilers #ShB Spoilers #Tomorrow and Tomorrow #Post-ShB

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themilitantbaker · 6 years

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SUCK IT FLAT TUMMY: WHY MARKETING EATING DISORDERS TO "BABES" IS HARMFUL AF

If this billboard strikes you as vaguely familiar, it's likely because you either saw something similar last month while in Times Square or read about the colossal internet controversy it’s generated since.

The original billboard (photographed by Sophie Vershbow) hosts a smiling model's face—placed in one of one of the world's most visited tourist attractions—holding two lollipops with the text "Got Cravings? Girl, Tell Them To #SUCKIT!" bookending her grin on a trendy, Millennial Pink background. This advertisement belongs to Flat Tummy Co., a business which, in addition to selling "tummy flattening" tea and smoothies, seems to delight in calling consumers "babes" as often as possible. In May, they launched and quickly began peddling their new “Appetite Suppressant Lollipops” or—if we were to stop mincing words—eating disorders for just $49 per month.

The pushback against these lollipops—and this billboard in particular—has been both widespread and thunderous. Pushbacks have ranged from a Change.org petition demanding its removal signed by close to 100,000 people to dozens of articles pointing out how encouraging customers to not eat adds to the already pervasive issue of eating disorders that affect approximately 70 million people worldwide

When you take into consideration that:

80% of ten-year-old girls in the US have already been on a diet

These same young girls are more afraid of becoming “fat” than they are of cancer, war, or losing both of their parents

91% of women are unhappy with their bodies and resort to dieting (even though only 5% of these women naturally have the "ideal body" represented in American media)

Diets in general easily lead to pathological dieting and then continue to progress into dangerous eating disorders (which are largely underdiagnosed from the start)

Eating disorders don't just affect cisgender women but all races, ages, sexes and genders(essentially, everyone) AND that

Eating disorders kill at least one person nearly every single hour...

… those who rail against Flat Tummy Co. have every right to be appalled. This type of advertising campaign isn't casually controversial; it's deadly.

Here's what companies like Flat Tummy Co. will never tell you, so I will: We are born with an inherent connection between our minds and our bodies—a glorious communication channel that is then systematically stripped away by our ubiquitous diet culture.

The solution to this monumental problem is NOT to suppress cravings or our appetite; this not only causes mental and physical harm, but also perpetuates the cycle of internal disconnection. Rather, the solution is to relearn how to trust ourselves and how to listen to what our bodies are telling us they need—to slowly rebuild the beautiful relationship with our bodies and brains. A relationship that was intentionally removed by companies who profit from a $66 billion dollar weight loss industry.

In light of everything mentioned above, I'd like to offer an antidote to this Baffling Billboard Bullshit.

If we are going to be posting advice-dispensing billboards that start with, "Got Cravings? Girl, ...", here’s what they could say:

The backlash against Flat Tummy Co. and their marketing choices isn't new by any means. Before the arrival of the infamously damaging billboard, preexisting criticism intensified almost a month earlier when Kim Kardashian West endorsed the newly launched lollipops.

Kim Kardashian West is, for the record, the "Top 7th Influencer" in the country and 14th largest influencer in the world, with over 114 million followers on Instagram. It's important to point out that more than 77% of her followers are under 25 and if you're wondering why this particular percentage matters, simply read on my friend. It definitely matters.

A not so fun fact: 95% of people with eating disorders are between 12 and 25. With some simple math, we can quickly deduce that, with every image she posts, Kim reaches more than 87 million people within that high-risk age bracket—87 million people who "coincidentally" are the most vulnerable demographic when it comes to disordered eating and body image issues.

It's almost as if the CEO of the company that owns Flat Tummy Co., Jack Ross, stood in his office one day and thought, "Hmmm ... I wonder how we can cause the MOST harm to a group of people who are already the most vulnerable? ... Oh, I know, Lollipops. And let's be sure to hire Kim Kardashian to tell her young followers that they're ‘literally unreal'!"

I don't actually know who developed the lollipop pitch; but regardless, I'll be the first to acknowledge that this calculated collaboration was a powerful and brilliant business decision that hit consumers with alarming accuracy.

I also will remind you (repeatedly if necessary) that these types of sponsorships are potentially fatal to the millions of young people who inadvertently receive this dangerous messaging while scrolling through their feeds—messaging that easily could stay with them the rest of their lives.

In short and if we were to use their words?

Suck it, Flat Tummy.

When I invited the "girls" (or "babes," take your pick!) to model in these “antidotal” replacement ads, I asked them one simple question before they arrived for the photo shoot: "What is your favorite food?" The question, shown clearly throughout the images, was answered very differently by each person, but I adored the enthusiasm that it was met with by all.

I was intentional in both asking this question and in leaving it open-ended—I wanted to offer the opportunity for each person to check in with herself without limitations. Being inquisitive about what we enjoy, want or need when it comes to food is not only culturally uncommon, but discouraged (see toxic lollipop campaign mentioned above).

Hunger, also known as cravings, is our body's fundamental way of communicating that we need to eat— that we need food and nutrients to function. Food can serve other purposes as well, like addressing meaningful mental needs that we often disregard as frivolous. How I wish we would stop insisting on treating mental and physical health separately when they couldn’t be more connected!

Our cultural norm may encourage deprivation, restriction and dissociation, but it’s important that you know that there is a brilliant alternative—often referred to as Intuitive Eating.

This holistic substitute prioritizes the individual and encourages the practice of making peace with food, respecting our emotions and honoring our bodies’ unique needs. Relearning how to approach food after dedicating the majority of my life to following diets is (still!) hard as hell. But I've come to find that the road to recovering from diet culture is more than worth it.

Fortunately, there are more and more educational resources available every day to support intuitive eating, flexibility and body trust!

I highly recommended these 12 starting places if you happen to be looking for a more comprehensive and balanced way to approach health.

There is power in educating ourselves about how our bodies work and what they need, and then deciding how to best work towards understanding and respecting their requests. There is power in making decisions based on what is ideal for you, not what is best for someone else. There is power in looking at an eating disorder waiting to happen, packaged as a stylish piece of candy and saying “Hell. No.”

I am SO ready for this to become the new norm.

You are welcome to join in on the fun!

We would love to see a picture of you enjoying your favorite food (or whatever you're currently craving!) with the hashtag #SuckItFlatTummy!

You are also welcome to stay current on other cool conversations alongside an awesome group of bad-asses that all hang out here.

P.S. Flat Tummy Co., if you ever decide you'd like to rectify your billboard mistake and host something healing instead of harmful... I've got plenty of images you're welcome to use.

#SuckItFlatTummy EatingDisorders IntuitiveEating BodyTrust BodyImage FlatTummy HAES

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mon-d-i-e-u · 6 years

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i was tagged by the ever wonderful @yikespeare (thank you darling 😘)

What was your last… 1. Drink: tea. a flowery, spicy one. 2. Phone call: uhh a friend of mine called me to let me know she was outside (we were going to ikea) 3. Text message: to another friend, trying to make Infinity War plans 4. Song you listened to: fleetwood mac - “the chain” 5. Time you cried: tuesday? idk i was really stressed but probably tuesday — Have you ever… 6. Dated someone twice: nah 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: yeah 8. Been cheated on: nope 9. Lost someone special: yep 10. Been depressed: i mean yeah, up to this day 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: woo yep — Fave colours 12. pink 13. red 14. yellow — In the last year have you… 15. Made new friends: yep, when i started uni! 16. Fallen out of love: i did, but then i fell back :))) 17. Laughed until you cried: multiple times! 18. Found out someone was talking about you: i don’t think so? 19. Met someone who changed you: probably 20. Found out who your friends are: sorta 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook friends list: i honestly don’t remember — General 22. How many your Facebook friends do you know irl: most of them 23. Do you have any pets: i have a cat named sushi 24. Do you want to change your name: hooo yeah i do, but i don’t know what to 25. What did you do for your last birthday: i don’t remember? i don’t really celebrate it so like it was probably nothing big. 26. What time did you wake up today: like 11 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: watching buzzfeed unsolved 28. What is something you can’t wait for: dude i just wanna be loved, and have love to give in return 29. What is your favourite animal: cats! or like foxes, crows, ravens or wolves but mostly cats. 30. What are you listening to right now: “Crazier Than You” from the Addams Family musical 31. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: yeah 32. Something that’s getting on your nerves: family drama, deadlines and when people walk slowly (when i’m in a hurry) 33. Most visited website: tumblr or youtube 34. Hair colour: auburn? like reddish brown ish 35. Long or short hair: pretty medium, i have kind of a long bob (or a lob) atm 36. Do you have a crush on someone: not actively, but there’s a person i get fluttery feelings about when i think about 37. What do you like about yourself: i guess my eyes are like kinda okay and i can make an okay omelette (i’m not in the right mindset to be answering this) 38. Want any piercings: i think septum piercings and maybe some extra ear piercings could be cool, but i have no current plans 39. Blood type: a negative (i think? (what vampire wrote this)) 40. Nicknames: i get my last name sometimes but not much else 41. Relationship status: single and tired of it 42. Sign: libra 43. Pronouns: she/her or they/them 44. Fave tv show: brooklyn nine nine atm? 45. Tattoos: 0 46. Right or left handed: right 47. Ever had surgery: nope 48. Piercings: just ears 49. Sport: nope 50. Vacation: i wanna go back to paris, and i’d love to see new zealand 51. Trainers: ye ur asking the wrong person, the only trainers i have are unbranded

— More General 52. Eating: i am trying to eat healthier because i need to lose weight to fit into my bunad 53. Drinking: what does this mean dude 54. I’m about watch: some buzzfeed videos or smth 55. Waiting for: love? to get a job? my dang package from adlibris? 56. Want: motivation, a gf/bf/idk what the gender neutral term is, new leather gloves 57. Get married: if i find someone i want to marry 58. Career: i either wanna work for like the un or some other international organisation, but i am most likely gonna be a teacher — Which is better 59. Hugs or kisses: kisses are good but a really good hug is underrated 60. Lips or eyes: eyes 61. Taller or shorter: taller because one of us needs to reach the top shelves 62. Older or younger: no younger than 18, and up to like 5 years older i would say? 63. Nice arms or stomach: arms 64. Hookups or relationships: relationship 65. Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant when my brain works, troublemaker when i have energy — Have you ever 66. Kissed a stranger: yeah 67. Drank hard liquor: yes 68. Turned someone down: yup 70. Broken someone’s heart: i mean like, i hope not but maybe 71. Had your heart broken: nah 72. Been arrested: nah 73. Cried when someone died: yep 74. Fallen for a friend: well, not properly — Do you believe in 75. Yourself: (screenshot from john mulaney’s delta airlines scetch, you know the one) 76. Miracles: once in a while 77. Love at first sight: for some people? 78. Santa Claus: nope 79. Angels: nah — Misc 80. Eye colour: brown/green/hazel ish 81. Best friend’s name: oliver is the only person i’d think i’d rank as a best friend 82. Favourite movie: i have loads 83. Favourite actor: this is a biphobic question i have a long ass list 84. Favourite cartoon: have i watched A Cartoon the last years? i’m honestly not sure because i have terrible memory 85. Favourite teacher’s name: idk

i tag: @snusmmumrikken, @glitterfeyrac, @spicyenjolras, @probably-pride-related, @sssara-b, @dadeadfox

#i messed up the code a bit but whatevz #tag thing #long post #you don't have to do it if you don't want to etc #text #offline

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thegreenhorseman · 4 years

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Horse people frequently complain about all the hay their horses waste. We want to provide hay 24/7 but the cost to that is wasted hay. Horses pick through what they want and don’t want.

I have covered a number of ways to feed hay about a year ago in Hay, Hay You! What’s New?. Finally, after over two years officially writing The Green Horseman, I’m coming around to regular product reviews.

On this installment, I am reviewing the Tough-1 Original Hay Hoops.

OVERVIEW:

You can find the Tough-1 Hay hoops at several locations. I purchased mine from Horse.com for under $25 each.

The Tough-1 Hay Hoop is a metal frame that gets mounted to a solid surface. I began using them in Blade’s stall when I was boarding. With the permission of the farm owner, I hung the hoop up in the corner of Blade’s stall. We actually purchased four as a group to hang in multiple stalls.

Inside the package, I received the hay hoop and an attached net. Around the outside of the frame, a net is attached with spiral fittings; the spiral fittings allow the net to be replaced.

The hoop itself measures 17″ x 12.5.”

The hay net has 2″ holes and fits roughly 3 flakes of hay from the average small bale, sometimes 4.

To attach to the wall I received the screws (5 for the hoop and 4 for the upper attachment) and the upper hook which secures the hoop once it has been filled.

If you pack the hay tightly in the net it will stick straight out. It is much easier to underfill the net.

To Hang:

I began by selecting a location (about chest level) where I wanted to hang the hoop. I secured the central screw first to hold it in place.

Using a level I then secured on of the top corners. Once the two screws were in place I finished the other three corners.

The hoop also comes with a hook that secures the top of the device when it is filled. To determine the proper location I closed the hay hoop as if it were full. I positioned the hook attachment where it would go at this closed position. Holding steady I screwed the piece in place. A few empty test tuns confirmed it was hung properly..

To Operate:

Slide the hoop up and it will rotate outward in the open position. This makes loading hay a breeze since the net is held open for you.

The net that is provided can hold about 3-4 average-sized flakes of hay. You CAN pack it tightly but the net will stick straight out until your horse has eaten some of it.

Note: If you overpack the net it will also be more difficult to close. If you need to feed more hay I recommend multiple hoops or a larger net.

Once the net is filled with hay, tip the hoop vertically and it will slide down. You will need to hold the lip of the hook so the hoop will catch it just right.

…and that’s it.

So easy a cat can do it?

The Change the Net:

Once you learn HOW to change the net it’s actually quite easy.

The hoop has 22 sprial fittings; 5 on either side, and 6 down the length. The best way to start is to count how many loops you have on the NEW net and plan accordingly. I find that I have to double up somewhere so I double every other…or whatever I need to do to make sure it looks even all around.

To put ON the net…grab one loop on the opening of your net and pinch it into a smaller loop. Next slide the loop UP between the hoop frame and the spiral fitting. Pull the loop towards the center of the hoop and around the lip of the spiral.

To REMOVE the net. Pinch the net and push it towards the center of the hoop. Try to catch the loop and flip it up and over the spiral fitting. It should pull off easily from there.

Since it’s easier to show than it is to explain I’ve attached the video below:

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PROS:

Affordable

Compared to the competition this is very affordable at about $25

Easier to load than just a net

Although I don’t find nets to be terrible to load, some people hate it. This hoop holds the net open so all you need to do it pop the flakes in.

Reduced hay waste

My horses will leave piles of hay on the ground when I get lazy and toss flakes into the pasture. With the hay nets, the nay stays out of the mud and my horses consume a lot more of it.

Extends grazing time

Some horses can be hoover vacuums and eat their hay too fast, then stand around waiting for more. By feeding in nets the horses “graze” which keeps the hay in front of them longer. The more time they spend chewing and grazing the more saliva they produce when then buffers the stomach acid. This is especially good for those horses susceptible to ulcers.

Replaceable Net

For the horses that destroy everything, for the horses that need a smaller hole size, or for the horses that need a larger capacity. Once you learn how to take the net on and off using the spiral fittings changing nets out is simple.

Designed with no sharp edges

I don’t have to worry about my horse bumping himself on anything sharp.

CONS

Size of frame

The average hay flake is larger than the hoop frame. I often have to load 1 or 2 flakes at a time and shake the bag down. It would be a lot easier if the frame was large enough to put in 4-5 flakes all at once.

Net quality

It may come with the hoop but it’s not the greatest quality. I have had to replace several of them.

Uniformity

I have now installed a total of 8 of these and the net varies in size. It’s not a big difference but noticeable enough when you compare side to side.

Ease of Use

The hoop doesn’t always move smoothly. It can get jammed and needs to be smacked a couple times in order to loosen it up again.

Annoyance factor

Getting the small hook piece to stand straight up shouldn’t be so difficult. Many times I have needed to be very dextrous to pick the hay up, unjam the hoop frame, hold the hook piece vertically and guide the hoop perfectly into position. At this point, I am not bothered by it but for others, it may be a deal-breaker.

Tips:

Don’t mount the nets too high. Mount them about chest level in order to keep the horse’s neck in a neutral or lowered position.

If your horse eats more than 2-3 flakes I highly recommend getting a larger net and replacing it from the start. The hoop is a lot easier to close if the net is under-stuffed.

For shod horses, keep the net off the ground (or consider another option if he/she paws).

Don’t leave your horse with a non-breakaway halter. The clasp can easily hook to the net if your horse rubs its face. This actually happened to Blade once. He didn’t panic…he stood quietly waiting for help to arrive.

Alternatives:

Of course, there are other products similar.

HayChix: This is the one that comes to mind first. Specifically, the free up feeder. The free up feeder is also a metal hoop. It now comes in TWO sizes….12″x24″ and 24″x24.” The hoops are of great quality, closing it is simpler, and the nets are of superior quality. The caveat? They are understandably more expensive (As of January 2020 the original is $77 and the XL is $115. They ARE worth it if you have the money and want longevity.

DIY Nets: This is another company that has a number of great options, There are various sizes and dimensions available. They even have a hoop for minis. They are also double/triple the price of the Tough-1 hoops.

Final Word:

I chose to save my money and purchase the Tough-1 hay hoops over the HayChix nets. They are cheap and effective and I have no trouble changing out nets. If money were no issue HayChix would have been my first choice.

At the end of the day if you find yourself interested in this feeding style, you must choose between lower cost and higher inconvenience or higher price with more convenience.

The Tough-1 Hay Hoops are good products and good value. I use them daily. They keep my horses eating happily, keeps the hay out of the mud, and helps make sure the hay ends up where it belongs…in their bellies.

I have 4 located in different spots around my barn. Even with two horses, I use them all. I will put 1-2 flakes in each…throughout the day they migrate and move from net to net.

If you are considering this purchase, I recommend it.

You can purchase them at:

Horse.com

or even at

Tractor Supply Company

The Sunday Review – Tough-1 Hay Hoops Horse people frequently complain about all the hay their horses waste. We want to provide hay 24/7 but the cost to that is wasted hay.

#Hay #Haynet #Horses #Reviews #The Sunday Review #TheGreenHorseman #TheSundayReview

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carolina-bleus · 7 years

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August 23, 2016 (Day 59)

9:30 am...74 degrees

“Hey, babe? Did you see they are having a massive power outage in New York?” Rick chuckled. “They talk about us not being able to handle snow in the South, but it seems like every summer the power gets overloaded and goes out and you see a mass of people walking over the Brooklyn Bridge to get home cause the subway is down. Talking about our infrastructure can’t handle the cold, well theirs can’t handle the heat.”

Michonne glanced up from her magazine as Rick came into the living room. “You’re getting a real kick out of this, aren’t you?”

“Yes. I get sick of hearing them play ‘Deliverance’ every time they show a car stuck in a few inches of snow back home. Back home we need to start running these stories from up here and playing something like ‘Ice Ice Baby.’ That would—“

Rick’s sentence was interrupted by a loud pop that was immediately followed by the power going out.

Michonne jumped up from the couch. “Seriously, Rick?!” she exclaimed.

“What? I didn’t do anything?”

Michonne rolled her eyes. “You just had to gloat about their lax summer infrastructure up North. Did you forget we have to live with that infrastructure for two more years?”

“Come on, babe. I was just teasin’. It’s not like I brought this on with my words.”

“God doesn’t like ugly.”

Rick titled his head. “So He said ‘let there be no light’ to teach me a lesson?”

“You are really trying to have no power and get struck by lightning.”

Rick laughed. “Michonne, are you serious right now?”

“No, I’m not serious...I’m hot.”

“That you are.”

“Rick,” Michonne said warningly.

“Just trying to lighten the mood. And, babe, the power literally just went out. It’s not that hot yet.”

“But it’s going to heat up in here quickly.”

“You’re from the South, you can handle the heat,” Rick scoffed.

“Yeah, I can handle it with the aid of central air, an air conditioner, an electric fan, or even a church fan...none of which we have at the moment.”

“And that’s my fault?” Rick asked incredulous. “Well, if we’re playing the irrational blame game, then it’s sort of your fault that we’re going through this right now.”

It was Michonne’s turn to be incredulous. “My fault? And how do you figure that?”

“Classes don’t start for either of us until after Labor Day. We could have had at least another week back home at our lake house that I’m sure has electricity right now. But you just insisted on coming back here early.”

Michonne popped her lips, grabbed her things, and turned to leave the room.

“Where are you going?”

“To go find a thick book and a quiet, well-lit corner to read in before I pour my drink over your head.”

“If the power doesn’t come back on anytime soon, I might take you up on that drink offer,” Rick joked.

Michonne quirked her lips. “Don’t make me laugh. I’m trying to stay irrationally angry with you.”

“Well, you work on that while I call the light company and see how long this thing is going to last. Do you have the number?”

“Yeah, I have the power outage line under the emergency numbers in my phone. Just get my phone off the coffee table and call from there.” Michonne walked towards the staircase.

“What’s your lock code?”

“Your birthdate,” Michonne called over her shoulder.

Rick smiled as he grabbed Michonne’s phone off the table. He should have known. The lock code on his phone was Michonne’s birthdate.

The first image that greeted Rick after he unlocked Michonne’s phone was a picture of the two of them from sophomore year standing with their arms around each other. They were dripping wet and had huge smiles on their faces. The photo was taken at an end of the year carnival and cookout that turned into a huge water fight among their friends. At first, Michonne tried to use Rick as human shield because she didn’t want to get her hair wet. But as soon as Shane nailed Rick in the face with a water balloon, Michonne let go and let have on Shane. Working together, Michonne and Rick were a near unstoppable pair. They still both managed to get wet, but while Rick was drenched from head to toe, Michonne was only wet from the neck down. When Rick asked how Michonne managed to keep her hair dry, she simply replied, “Black Girl Magic” and went off to get them some towels.

Rick smiled at the memory. They’d only been dating a few months at that point but Rick already knew Michonne was it for him. That late April day just further confirmed it.

Rick’s smile dimmed after he called the power company. Rick walked to the bottom of the stairs. “Hey, babe?”

“Yeah?” Michonne called from their bedroom.

“The power should be back on sometime between six o’clock tonight and...tomorrow morning,” Rick mumbled the last bit.

Michonne appeared at the top of the stairs. “What was that last part?”

“Uh, the power could come back on tonight or not come back on until tomorrow.”

“So, we have to go a whole day and possibly an entire night without any power, and more importantly, without any air conditioning?” Michonne walked down the stairs and stood in front of Rick.

“Yeah.”

“Great.” Michonne started fanning herself. “I know it’s all in my head, but I’m already starting to heat up. What are we going to do all day?”

Rick raised a brow and started to reach towards his wife. Michonne stopped him with an outstretched hand and a shake of her head.

“Naaaah. While we are in the midst of the heatpocalypse, there will be no skin to skin contact. It’s just too hot.” Michonne sighed. “I’m going to go lean up against the refrigerator while it’s still cold and try to figure out how to make it through the day without melting or cussin’.”

Rick watched his wife walk past him. Though a Georgia girl born and reared, Michonne was not a fan of extended time in the heat. She’d adjusted her attitude about it some given that she’d married a complete country boy who loved all things outdoors. But the possibility of nearly twenty-four hours in the heat with no relief was a bit much.

This is going to be a long day, Rick thought. He went to put Michonne’s phone back on the table when he thought of the picture of the two of them. It sparked an idea.

“Michonne?” Rick called out. “I’m going to go out for a bit. Call me if you need or want anything.”

“You’re leaving? You just want to enjoy the air conditioning in the car, don’t you?” Michonne asked suspiciously causing Rick to laugh.

“No, I just have an errand I need to run. I’ll be back in a few. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

11:15 am...77 degrees

“Michonne, I’m back!” Rick called out.

“Hey, you were gone so long, I thought you decided to drive back to Georgia and the lake house,” Michonne joked as she walked into the living room wearing a midriff baring top and a pair of cut-off shorts. She had her recently grown out natural pulled back into a cute little afro puff.

“You know I’d never leave you.” Rick eyed his wife. “Especially not with you looking like that.”

“Rick,” Michonne said flatly. “Heatpocalypse, remember?”

“Okay. Well, it took me so long because I was looking for some things and they were a bit harder to find than I expected.”

Michonne didn’t see any packages in his hands. “What were you looking for?”

“It’s a surprise.”

“Rick, it’s too hot for surprises.”

“I think you’ll like this one. I just need you to stay in the kitchen while I set it up.”

Michonne made a face but said nothing as she walked to the kitchen.

“I’ll call you when it’s all ready.”

Rick spent the next 45 minutes getting everything ready. When he was finished he walked into the kitchen to get his wife.

Michonne closed her book and stretched. “Can I finally leave the kitchen now?”

“Yes, but, I need you to close your eyes.”

“Rick, you are really doing the most right now.”

“Just do it. You know you love surprises.”

Michonne grinned in spite of herself. “I do.” She closed her eyes and held out a hand. “Lead the way, Husband.”

Rick carefully led Michonne through the living room and out the French doors leading to their backyard. He stopped in the middle of the yard.

“Okay, open your eyes.”

Michonne blinked her eyes against the bright sun and looked around. She faced her husband. “I can’t believe you did this.”

“Do you like it?”

“I love it!”

Rick had transformed their backyard into a mini-carnival, complete with food and lawn games.

“Your home screen picture inspired all of this, the one of us at the carnival. It was hot that day...much hotter than this... but we had so much fun and grew even closer as a couple. And I was hoping this—“

“Would take my mind back to that day and take it off of our lack of power and AC?”

“Yeah.”

“You are the absolute sweetest and most thoughtful man in the world. Come here.” Michonne gathered her husband to her for a kiss.

“You really must like it if you are breaking your ‘no body contact’ rule,” Rick said after the kiss ended.

“Well, this was all worth it.” Michonne rubbed her hands together eagerly. “Now, what do we have to eat? I’m starving.”

“I wanted to get machines to make cotton candy and popcorn but I couldn’t find any battery-operated ones, so I bought us some cotton candy, popcorn balls, candy apples, and soft pretzels and mustard just to snack on while we play some games. I have stuff for us to grill hot dogs for dinner in a cooler. There is another that has ice and drinks.”

“What about that small cooler over there?” Michonne pointed to a little cooler sitting in the shade along with the bigger ones.

“That’s another surprise for later this evening.”

“You did so well with this, I won’t complain about having to wait for whatever is in there.”

“Good. As a reward, I have two other surprises you can have right now.”

Michonne’s eyes lit up. “What?”

Rick produced two misting fans...one to blow on them while they were outside and another handheld one that Michonne could use inside their home.

Michonne hugged the mini-mister to her chest. “If I didn’t already have this wedding ring on my finger, I’d get down on one knee and propose to you right now!”

“Are you talking to me or the fan?”

2:30 pm...82 degrees

The couple ate and happily played the giant lawn games (Connect Four, Jenga, and lawn bowling) for the next couple of hours until it got to the heat of the day. By 2:30, it was 82 degrees but felt much hotter. Rick and Michonne decided to take a break and go back inside for a quick and naked nap.

“You know, this is the first time we’ve been naked in this bed and not touching.”

Michonne brought the little misting fan closer to her face. “There is a first time for everything, Rick.”

“I know the no contact rule went back into effect once it hit 80 degrees, but I’m just sayin’...we’re here...we’re naked...”

Michonne looked over at her husband. “Rick, I’m not doing anything in this bed today that doesn’t involve this misting fan.”

Rick thought for a moment. “Well, I guess we could use---“

Michonne chuckled at her husband’s persistence. “Just try to get some sleep.”

“Fine, but it’s going to be hard with the positions that we’re in. You know I’m used to sleeping with my hand on your ass.

“You are such baby,” Michonne said as she turned over.

“And your magnificent ass is my security blanket.” Rick sighed as he finally settled down with his hand on his wife’s backside. “Thank you, baby.”

“You’re welcome.”

The couple was settled down for a few moments before Rick broke the silence. “You like it when I sleep my hand on your behind, don’t you?”

“I do.”

“I knew it!”

“Go to sleep, Rick.”

Rick and Michonne both fell asleep with smiles on their faces.

5:00 pm...79 degrees

Somewhat refreshed from their nap, Rick and Michonne were back outside for an early dinner.

“Rick?”

“Yeah, babe?”

“When can I know what’s in that little cooler?”

“It’s for later.” Rick glanced at Michonne before turning back to the grill. “And no peekin’.”

“What are you gonna do spank me?”

“Only if you want me to.” Before Michonne could utter a response, Rick continued. “And the grill is lit.” He turned back to Michonne. “Now we just have to wait about twenty minutes for the charcoal to properly heat up.”

“Okay. You wanna play another round of games?”

“I have something better in mind.”

“Rick,” Michonne said with warning in her voice.

“Not that,” Rick chuckled. “It’s another surprise.”

“Exactly how much money did you spend in the store?”

“Michonne, do you want your surprise or not?”

“Well, since we’ve already paid for it...bring it on.”

“That’s an apt choice of words,” Rick said as he walked into the house. He returned moments later holding two items.”

“Are those water guns?”

“Not just any water guns...these shoot out icy cold water. I figured they were perfect for today. Plus, the picture...”

Michonne walked over to Rick and took the large water gun he held out. She examined it before walking to the middle of the yard. “Last time, it was us against that horde. I don’t know how I feel about using this against you. I’m not sure if I can do it.”

“It’s all in fun, babe. But if you don’t feel comforta---“ Rick’s words were cut off by a freezing blast of water to the face. He wiped his eyes and found Michonne with the water gun aimed on him and a huge grin on her face.

“SIKE!”

“Oh, it’s on, Mrs. Grimes.” Rick pumped his water gun.

“Bring it, Husband. But, Rick, remember the rule.”

“I know, I know. If I get your hair wet...that’s my ass.”

7:30 pm...76 degrees

The newlyweds sat on the front steps of their brownstone. The couple was dry after their water fight and full from their dinner. Though the power was still out, it was finally starting to cool down some. They decided to sit outside and enjoy the last bit of natural light before the sun went down.

Rick sat in between Michonne’s legs with his head pressed back against her chest. He closed his eyes contentedly as his wife ran her fingers through his short curls...the no contact rule long since re-abandoned.

“Rick?”

“Mmmm, yeah, babe?”

“Thank you for today. It could have been hellish but you made it into an amazing day that I’ll never forget.”

“No thanks necessary. It’s what we do. When one is down, we do whatever we can to bring them up. Besides, making you happy makes me happy. Putting that beautiful smile on your face is all the thanks I need.” Rick opened his eyes and sat up. He turned and smiled at Michonne before standing up. “And that brings me to your final surprise of the night.”

Michonne sat up. “I finally get to see what’s inside the cooler?”

“Yep.” Rick grabbed the container from just inside the door and brought it back to Michonne. “Here you go.”

Michonne opened the cooler and found two cups inside. She looked up in confusion.

“It’s your own personal slushie maker.”

Michonne’s mouth dropped open. “Wait a minute. I can make a slushie anytime I want? I can stop making random trips to gas stations just to get one?”

“Yup. And look under the ice. I got you something to make your first one.”

Michonne moved the ice around. “CHEERWINE?! Where did you find Cheerwine?”

“I bought a couple of cases of it and snuck it into the car right before we left home. I was going to give it to you after school started when you needed a little pick-me-up, but I figured you needed one today. I also got a box of Big Kats since they don’t sell them up here and I know they are your study fuel.”

Michonne practically launched herself at Rick and gave him a huge, lingering kiss. “I don’t have any words to describe how much I love you.” She gave Rick a rueful grin. “You really outdid yourself. There is no way I can top this day.”

“You already did when you agreed to marry me. There is not much that can top that and our wedding day.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Michonne placed the slushie cup back into the cooler and closed the lid.

“Don’t you want your drink?”

“Right now, there is something else I want more.”

Rick walked over and grabbed the hand Michonne held out to him.

1:00 am...71 degrees

A sudden noise jolted Rick awake. He sat up and looked around, careful not to wake Michonne. The television in their room was on. There was also a light coming from the hallway. Then the hum of the AC kicking on reached him and Rick realized the power had just come back on. He considered waking Michonne to tell her the news, but she looked so peaceful that he decided to let her continue to sleep.

Carefully slipping out of bed, Rick cut off the television and went around and cut off any lights that had been left on in the house. Task finished, he adjusted the AC before making his way back to the bedroom. Once there, he pulled the covers over Michonne’s bare body. Feeling sleep coming on him once again, Rick moved to do one more thing. He got his charger out of the bedside table and set his phone down to charge. The first sight that greeted Rick when his screen popped up was his new lock screen...a picture of him and Michonne taken today right after their water fight.

Letting the cool air wash over him, Rick settled back into bed. He reached his hand out and placed it on Michonne’s backside before quickly falling into the best sleep he’d had in ages.

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