#falcon soul mates

[rea-grimm]

Looking through his eyes - Mihawk pt 1

You ate a devil fruit and now you can see the world through the eyes of your soul mate.

This devil fruit is made up.

He was the strongest swordsman in the world to begin with. One of the few pirates who were ignored by the government. He could have everything he dreamed of. However, he was missing something. He searched all over the world for it. He destroyed ships like nothing out of boredom.

That is, until that fateful day when he was defeated and cursed. That day he lost his legendary sword and his human form. In return, he got wings and became a hawk. He was supposed to fly around the world in search of his purpose. Only when he finds it will he find his original form.

You didn't know if it was just a joke. You ate a devil fruit that allowed you to see through someone else's eyes. There was even a legend about it. Whoever eats this fruit will see the world through the eyes of their soul mate. 

You were under the impression that it was all nonsense and that you had eaten the weakest fruit that existed.

In addition, you had the impression that the eyes through which you saw did not even belong to a person, but to some bird, because often when you looked, you saw a view from above. Never mind, it was a beautiful sight, but inside you hoped that it really could have been your soul mate's eyes. That somewhere in the wide world there is someone just for you.

You were walking through the bazaar on the small island, wondering why you didn't see anything from your other eyes. Every time you wanted to look, at the view from the sky or just like that, you were greeted by pitch-black darkness.

You passed one stand after another and nothing extra caught your eye. You stopped almost at the last one, which offered everything possible. However, it wasn't the things on display that caught your eye. 

It was a larger cage that was built on top of a barrel that housed a hawk with a cap over its head. The bird had beautiful black feathers a white belly and sharp claws. Even though he couldn't see, he sat there proudly regardless of the situation.

When you were younger, your father, who was a falconer and was still alive, trained you with them. You tamed an eagle, which you then went hunting with. Maybe you could train this hawk as well, and if that doesn't work, he'd still be better off free than here in this cage.

The buyer tried to stretch the price and negotiate, but he didn't stand a chance against you.

As soon as you reached your ship, you took him out of his cage and removed his cap. He sat on your hand and looked at you with his golden eyes. It's hard to say if at that moment you created some kind of imaginary agreement between you because when you released him into the air, you expected him to fly away.

That he will fly somewhere to find his happiness. No. He flew past your ship, looked around and landed not far from you. In that moment you knew you could count on him. As he flew, you noticed that he had beautiful, reddish feathers on the inside of his wings. You have never seen such colouring in any such bird. 

You were even more happy when you discovered that it was his eyes through which you saw the world. When you figured it out, you immediately started training.

You released him into the sky and moved while looking through his eyes. You felt like there was some kind of connection between the two of you because he knew exactly what to focus on and what you needed to see.

The hawk didn't have a bad time with you. And when he succeeded in something or there was an opportunity, you bought him some good meat. 

You found out by accident that he had a weakness for wine and while you were drinking yours, you poured a little into his glass. Although you were worried that it would be unhealthy for him, he had a different opinion. When he got drunk like that, he sometimes let you pet him.

At the same time, you had no idea how everything in this world was connected. You were one of the best thieves in the world and you chose the sword of the most famous swordsman in the world, which disappeared without a trace, as the goal you wanted to reach the top. 

His sword was subsequently confiscated by the Marines and hidden on one of their island bases. You had no idea that its owner was at your fingertips the whole time.

You left your ship on a blind part of the island that was not patrolled by marines. From there you started planning what to do next. You were studying the map of the fortress when Mihawk flew up to you and was looking at the map with you. With his help, you went through the whole island and found out the necessary things before you could go into action.

Everything had to work out perfectly. You had the timing right when the patrols were supposed to change. You had been watching them for a long time and you found out that they worked exactly like clockwork and had several blind spots between the alternations.

Once the time was right, you signalled to Mihawk and got to work. You ran with your planned route, using hawk eyes the whole time. From a height, you had a better overview of where everyone was standing and could react more easily to unexpected changes.

You avoided the guards who jumped around the corner or were late somewhere. You managed to get to the fortress undetected. You knew exactly which room the sword was in. It was just a matter of getting to the right window and picking a couple of locks before the sword was within reach. 

You picked up the black sword and strapped it to your back when you noticed that there were still a few valuables to keep as souvenirs. You filled your pouch and headed back the same way.

You made it safely out of the base and stopped just behind its walls. You walked down the forest path and a hawk circled overhead before he swooped down and landed on a crossguard of the sword.

 However, as soon as he touched it, there was a flash and he fell to the ground. It was strange. The sword did nothing to you. You carefully took him in your arms and walked with him.

When you were almost at the boat that was supposed to take you to the ship, you were surrounded by marines. You had the impression, based on how many were there, that they were waiting for you.

You immediately ran away. You ran into the forest and tried to shake them off. You ran to the cliff where the giant boulder was that you hid behind. From your hiding place, you heard the marines approaching and calling out to each other.

You cautiously peeked out from your hiding place. They completely cut off your escape route. However, most of the marines had their swords drawn and that worked in your favour as you were a more than passable swordsman. 

You placed the hawk on the ground and noticed that he was finally coming to his senses. You removed the stolen sword from your back and stepped in front of them. You counted your enemies and got the impression that the odds were in your favour.

You put up a fight. They didn't stand a chance against you and fell to the ground one by one. You found yourself on the edge of a cliff, but you were still confident of victory. 

What you didn't expect were shooters hiding in the thick undergrowth. You noticed them too late. Only when a bullet flew through your shoulder and completely knocked you over. 

You lost your balance and dropped your sword. The other marines took advantage of this and one of them threw you off the cliff.

Below you was the sea. A normal person would be able to survive, but for you, the sea meant death because as a devil fruit user, you couldn't swim. You didn't imagine this ending.

You took a deep breath before breaking the surface and trying to swim. As you expected. You had the impression as if the sea held you with invisible bonds and prevented you from moving. You couldn't do anything at all. It was slowly getting dark before your eyes.

Hawk saw your defeat before it happened. He had to make a decision. The whole time he thought he needed his sword to undo the curse, but the more he thought about it, the better he felt with you. 

Even in this weak form, he had the urge to save you. That's why he didn't delay and jumped into the water after you. However, during his fall, a similar light enveloped him as when he was cursed and fell into the water as a human.

PART 2

Mihawk Masterlist

#one piece #one piece x reader #dracule mihawk #mihawk x reader #cursed mihawk #Looking through his eyes #Monster Piece

[wetcatspellcaster]

I saw you respond that you a very much not an SJM fan 😅 fair enough but I did want to ask what books/series you did like or would recommend that are of a fantasy/romantasy vibe!

lmfao, i am destined to become known for my parasocial enmity with the wingspan lady on this hellsite.

I don't read stuff with the same vibe as SJM all that often anymore. I used to read a lot of paranormal romance but the heteronormativity of SJM clones was upsetting me, so I've turned more towards the romance genre or just straight up fanfic these days.

So these recommendations might not be the perfect overlap but-!

Books with Fey Romances that are good

Holly Black, for all your fey needs. Tithe is the OG (and if you like sad men with white hair, have I got a blorbo for you!) but The Cruel Prince is her most popular series, that most people have read. The Darkest Part of the Forest is also an amazing standalone novel with a bit more creepiness than the other two. Not very explicit sex.

Olivia Atwater's Half A Soul and Ten Thousand Stitches are regency romance novels with fey associations, the first book is about a girl under a fairy curse and the second is about a fairy himbo trying his best at being a fairy godmother. No sex, that I can remember.

Heather Fawcett's Emily Wilde's Encyclopedia of Fairies. I've talked about this book a lot. If you like my fanfic, you will like this book, because this book was written for Me specifically. Not very explicit sex.

The Falconer series by Elizabeth May. This is the closest in this list to what SJM writes, only this is. um. better. Much sex, but also just... 'what if we started an apocalypse together, and the guilt meant I was scared to touch you, but we've got nothing else to live for now so why shouldn't I just do it?'

Fantasy Books with Good Romance

T Kingfisher's Swordheart and Nettle & Bone - both standalone novels. Swordheart is just Howl x Sophie dynamics, if Howl was a martial class, and also. A sword. Some sexiness.

Uprooted by Naomi Novik (if we count the love interests as both the hot sexy wizard man AND the protagonist's gal pal). Some sexiness.

Gods of Jade and Shadow by Silvia Moreno-Garcia. If you like your immortal/mortal romances, this is a pretty stellar read tbh. Some sexiness.

In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan. This is such a fun book just generally but the slowburn of a 7 year high school romance sent me a little feral actually. Some sexiness.

Daevabad trilogy by S.A. Chakraborty. Now, this one is a little bit evil bc its an epic fantasy trilogy that is quite dense, and the romance is amazing but it takes a WHILE. *I* can write an evil slowburn, but there is nothing more evil than what happened in these books bc everyone is so fucking repressed. Alternatively, The Adventures of Amina Al-Sirafi by the same author, which cut to the chase a lot quicker, romance-wise.

Fantasy Books that are 😌😌 sexy 😌😌

The Dark Days Club by Alison Goodman. This is my favourite paranormal romance I've read in recent years, and they don't even have sex but I'm putting it here because um. they did. to me. That's what happens when you write a regency romance where if a woman takes of a man's coat they have 37 horny thoughts about it in real time. Imagine if Darcy and Elizabeth for P&P were also fighting demons at the same time as falling in love (not metaphorically. literal demons.)

Mating the Huntress by Talia Hibbert. Talia Hibbert's books in general fucking slap but I wish she'd written more paranormal romance than just this ONE story bc um. This was. um. Good.✌️

A Marvellous Light and A Restless Truth by Freya Marske. Freya Marske is also a popular fanfic author, and it shows with the way she writes sex.

That Time I Got Drunk and Saved a Demon by Kimberly Lemming. This author is the one who went briefly viral bc she accidentally has a book cover with Astarion on it lmao. This book was the first in that series, and unfortunately it wasn't for me (dragon shifter porn, I did *not* know going in) but the sex was really, really well-written, if that's something you could be into.

#asks #anons #book recs #look i say this with full acceptance that she is popular and i'll never win. but i don't even consider SJM fantasy.

[blackopals-world]

I love the idea for the Ramshakle Disciplinary Dorm, all of the designs for the students look great. Though I do wonder what treatmeant Grimm gets, like he's know to spit fire. Would they let Grimm use his magic in the Ramshakle or would they scold him [& take away his Tuna for a week xD]

Also would this dorm have like an affinity for animals/beast taming too? Since Yuu/MC is called a Beast Tamer by Crowley.

Ohh, just the idea that the next Chief has to go out and tame a beast just to be more like Yuu/MC. Or maybe every new student in Ramshakle gets to tame a beast, having to train them & care for their new partner in justice!

-🐉❄ [I'm rather shy so I stay annonymous for now óuó]

Grim has a unique position in the dorm. Officially is office is as the Headwarden's familiar but his ability in magic he is classified as a student a well. Though at some point he is satisfied with being just a familiar who gets the benefits of being in class. He is not very studious.

Grim as a familiar is permitted to use magic but Yuu can now limit it with commands.

Ramshackle is one of the few dorms with beasts because while beast tamers exist they are few and far between.

Naturally, because Yuu officaly contracted Grim they are the top beast tamer around. That leads to infamy. Many people wanted to be chosen to join Ramshackle to train their abilities or become an officer.

Shuo Wang-Lei was a beginner beast tamer with a falcon who he uses as a seeing eye from above for example.

It's not a requirement but it's held in high regard. So much so that there are competitions held to demonstrate their taming abilities. Whenever a first-year shows aptitude for taming Yuu supervises a trial where the student must form a contract with a magical creature that has been captured by a upperclassman. It becomes a tradition, and it is highly respected to both capture and form a contract as a show of house unity as well as proof of strength.

Not every promising student passes the test and Yuu is not a fan of failures when the entire school is watching. Freshmen can try again but upperclassmen must train harder.

The disciplinary forces units usually have at least one tamer to help track escapees and the units have an affinity for dogs.

Hellhounds are a favorite and seeing Yuu with one at their feet has become a vision of her power.

Ramshackle has several devoted breeds of hellhounds with tamers who raise them well. Soul Retriever, Rot-Weiler, and a Danmatian. Not all familiar are dogs though obviously.

To become the housewarden was a task and a half. You must catch your own familiar that can go against Yuu's. There was once a challenger who commanded a hound to attack Yuu only to watch as they pushed the dog's head to the ground it immediately went into submission while shaking.

Yuu's challenge as Headwarden comes from bureaucracy and endless arguments with other dorm leaders.

"Chief! I caught one of those Heartslabyul guys again. Can I lock them up?" Cooper asked with his eyes begging for Yuu to praise him. His large floppy ears seemed to perk up with hope.

"No, Riddle and I already agreed that he has jurisdiction over his dorm members unless they break a cardinal rule," Yuu said not looking up from their paperwork as they pointed their pin to the wall where the rules were outlined.

No unauthorized battles

No magic used to compel others against their will

No magical contracts can be signed without a third-party to mediate

No undermining academic integrity such as cheating, plagiarizing, and sabotage

No bullying, stalking, harassment, or attempting murder of fellow school mates

No poisoning students

What happens off campus is not considered jurisdiction of the NRC Disciplinary Forces.

If Idia gets kidnapped, go get him. Don't complain just do it. I'm tired of having to file reports on it.

If I catch one of you chasing Tsum Tsums, I'll gut you.

Familiars on duty are working don't bother them. They bite.

Housewardens are not above the law.

Overblotts in any case will be dealt with and will the student be immediately sent to last chance rehabilitation.

Not every rule was official but they were Yuu's rules. Rules 8,9, and 10 aren't in the student handbook but they should be.

Copper pouted, his tail dropping. He knew he'd have to drop his catch, Chief always let the Heartslabyul students off easy even if they deal with Riddle.

Just then one of the unit officers came in to report.

"Chief, Captain Shuo has reported that his familiar spotted Housewarden Leona and Malleus fighting at the Magic Shift court." He said saluting.

"Alright, take your leave, Officer Falwell. I'm heading there. Make sure Leona's normal holding cell is open." Yuu sighed.

Leona could only be sent for rehabilitation so many times. He knows by now that Yuu will make him work without magic for weeks if he picks a fight. He's making progress but when it comes to Malleus he can't help himself.

When Yuu got to the field it was as if Malleus and Leona could sense them and were pretending as if nothing was happening.

"If you two are fighting you know the rules. I make an anti-magic field and you are free to go at it or I take you both in for causing a disturbance." Yuu said holding out their magic pen.

They all knew it was a trick question because if they decided to fight in a field they get taken in anyways but worse. Malleus was already dealing with the brewing tensions between Ramshackle and Diasomnia students. He may not want to fight Leona but backing down wasn't an option. It was a rock and a hard place.

Yuu seemed to decide for them as Yuu used one of their spells. Chains wrapped around Leona's and Malleus's hands. Both didn't struggle as Yuu wrote two warning tickets and sent them back to their dorms.

They made sure the hellhounds would escort them back.

Between organizing patrols and sending reports to Crowley, Yuu has to train their officers.

They are like dogs wagging their tails to please their warden. Obedience and loyalty were key because decent would be punished but not banned.

Yuu welcomed them to betray or do things behind their back, so they can make an example out of them.

As years past this will become the norm for Ramshackle leaders. Heartslabyul was more strict with rules but didn't hold a candle to Ramshackle punishments. From kennel duty to back breaking labor.

Students under punishment had heavy magic balls and chains to carry around with them their enslavement ends when a teacher and high ranking officer writes them a slip permitting their discharge.

Living under Yuu's rule isn't that bad. The drom is close-knit and despite it being harsh its warm and cozy. They cook, study, train and eat together. They take the time to teach each other how to improve and do get into trouble sometimes.

Copper has a fear of the eel twins and while running from Floyd he got stuck climbing the greenhouse. Thankfully, Shuo's falcon spotted him.

Cooper also always ends up chasing Ruggie around because of their petty rivalry. The bloodhound also loves tracking down that purple cat and driving him off campus. Yuu l wonders if they are all friends because they seem to enjoy this game.

Nicholas is always after Rook due to his attempts at poaching Leona. He really hates archery as well and checks Rook for arrows during his stop and frisks. Yuu wonders if the they are friends because Rook seems to enjoy it too. Maybe because he has to practice stealth or because Nicholas is rather attractive and handsy.

Shuo is best at keeping and eye on everything but hasn't built any rivalries. He's too calm and calculated but his cocky nature does cause issues. He in charge of inmates and takes dealing punishments very seriously. Instead of using the riding crop like Nicholas or the taser like Cooper he uses the whip. His favorite place is the interrogation room. Yuu is nervous of his enthusiasm but he gets results.

He's a nice person when off duty. He loves bird watching and tend to drag is dorm mates to find rare species.

Yuu has had to adjust to being in charge of these boys and they were their boys. It was worth it.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland yuu #twisted wonderland x reader #twst mc #twst yuu #twst imagines #twst floyd #floyd twisted wonderland #floyd leech #floyd leech x reader #leona kingscholar #leona x y/n #ramshackle #twisted wonderland original character #twisted wonderland oc #twst malleus #twisted wonderland malleus #malleus maleficarum #malleus x yuu #malleus x reader

[gilded-sapphire]

Stripped Bare - effinsusie

Link to the Past by effinsusie

That Night by effinsusie

Only Human by effinsusie

Lair, Lair by effinsusie

Mate of My Heart by Reverent_Moonlight

Hear Me Roar by Penny32

A Sweet Romance by scottishfae

A Cross of Blades by Striking Falcon

Second Chance by Striking Falcon

Blood Stained by Madison

Second Alliance by Imani Joain

Capital Offense by Oroyukae

Unworthy One... by Vyncent

Conversing with Emotion by Mythicamagic

A Blue Ribbon by Millarca

A Mere Digression by elle6778

Virginity of the Soul by Madison

Demonstrations by AshMish111

In Death, Trust Me, as You Didn't in Life by Kanna37

A Question About Honor by Kogasangel

Embrace the Silence by Trouble_In_Shangri_la

Dream Lover by LuxKen27

Instinct by thetroll

When Comes the Rain by Drosselmeyer

Silver & Gold by by SageMcMae

Life After Loss by Chie (Chierafied)

The Red Thread Theory by Mynameishuman

Veil by Mynameishuman

Psychosis by Mynameishuman

#sesshome #sesshoumaru fanfiction #sesshkag #sesskag fic #sesskag fanfic #sesskag fanfiction #sesshomaru/kagome #inuyasha fanfiction #kagome #kagome higurashi #higurashi kagome #sesskag fandom #kagome x sesshomaru #sessxkag #sesshoumaru x kagome #sesskag #sesshoumaru #sesshomaru #Gilded Sapphire #fic rec

[batmanschmatman]

Ron Speirs - Peregrine Falcon

Birds of prey souls are driven, driven, driven folks. If you’re looking for a good fit for someone like Magneto or Batman, or our very own Ron Speirs, a bird of prey is almost always a perfect fit because these folks know what they want, how to get it, and damn anyone and anything else. Birds of prey are extremely specialized hunters, and people with birds of prey daemons give off the impression of total confidence and boldness. They’re reserved and aloof, but you know from first glance these people are extremely capable in their field and probably not someone to be trifled with.

But, much like Ron reveals that he’s really a total softie who loves the men (holding Chuck’s hand while he’s unconscious, bluffing to Dick that he’s only staying in the Army for ~practical reasons~ when it’s clear he wants to stick around to help the men transition, getting grumpy with Lip for not taking care of himself), many birds of prey - Peregrine Falcons included - are actually extremely loving partners and parents. Peregrine Falcons are monogamous and return to the same nesting sites throughout their lives, with some birds returning to the same places their parents raised chicks to start their own families. A mated pair defends their nest together, and some have successfully fended off or killed much larger birds like golden eagles and snowy owls. Ron isn’t a pack animal, but he is a team player.

Peregrine Falcons are also the fastest birds on the planet, reaching 320 km/200 mph during its hunting stoop. They’re favorite birds in falconry because they’re athletic, easy to train, and eager to hunt. Peregrines are also very adaptable creatures that can live happily in cities, mountain ranges, basically anywhere except the extreme arctic and extreme tropics. They’ll prey on basically any medium sized bird available vs. sticking to a particular favored species, making a Peregrine Falcon soul similarly opportunistic and practical, much like Sparky Speirs and his sticky fingers/general acceptance of what has to be done in wartime.

While a Peregrine Falcon soul is generally introverted and aloof or even territorial and stand offish with strangers, they do care very deeply for their people and are very attuned to their environment. They’re determined and hold themselves (and others) to high standards, but good at knowing when to back off and try something new vs. invest more time in a task that isn’t working out. Ron isn’t interested in making friends with everyone and genuinely relishes his reputation as a heartless killing machine because he’s confident in himself and knows what he wants and how to get it. Other people’s opinions, unless they’re close to taking something he wants, just don’t matter much to him.

While I try not to pick daemons based solely on appearance or symbolism, I also think it’s worth mentioning that in medieval England, only members of the royal family were allowed to hunt with Peregrines, which I think Ron would be delighted by in much the same way he thought it was hilarious he shared a birthday with Hitler. I’ve called Ron’s daemon Octavia for some fun old world flair for our favorite pseudo history nerd and it really adds a special something to imagine a grumpy looking falcon perched on his shoulder when rewatching the show.

( HBO War Daemon AU Masterlist )

#hbowar #hbo war #band of brothers #ron speirs #ronald speirs #daemon au #his dark materials

[janeelyakiri]

Skellies babybones has been born!! When the skellies hold their baby, the baby grabs one of their fingers with their hand. Reactions?

Macaw- Was rambling about how they have so much to experience and learn then just... chokes on his words.

Lupo- Gushes about their strength and how strong they are and how much they'll love to train with their papa Lupo!

Falcon- Was crying. Now crying *harder*.

Jackal- The softest expression ever on their face. They are so focused on the little gift they don't realize the tears in their sockets.

Jay- Finally shuts up, stars in his sockets.

Fox- What's that sound? Oh it's Fox whining with big watery sockets.

Crow- Trilling and cooing, he nuzzles his baby and gives lil skelekisses.

Hound- Playfully growling and doing a fake tug of war with his finger, only to lean in and nuzzle his child.

Vulture- His cub fits in the palm of his hand. So small... they take his large claw thinking its a bottle, with both their tiny hands. He is shaking and silently crying.

Hyena- It's almost like he's his past self, for a moment. Like he's Lupo- whole and not traumatized. But then he starts talking about how the child will crush their enemies easily.

Robin-... He's reminded of when Dingo was just made... And something in his soul hurts.

Dingo- His mate's lucky if they get to hold the baby because he's hugging them and sobbing and just his PUBBYYYYYY QAQ

#macaw!sans #lupo!papyrus #falcon!sans #jackal!papyrus #jay!sans #fox!papyrus #crow!sans #hound!papyrus #vulture!sans #hyena!papyrus #robin!sans #dingo!papyrus #asking bone bois

[bishimightwing]

V; Randy Dandy Oh! (Pirate AU)

TW: Themes and/or mentions of violence, torture, blood, gore, rape, alcohol abuse, slavery, and sex/human trafficking are present.

This verse is compatible with fandoms/lores relevant to:

1600-mid 1800s colonial timelines and fantasies based in such

Norse/Celtic / Other pagan mythologies

Any Thor RPers (of Norse mythology and/or Marvel/MCU

any existing pirate themed franchises (Pirates of The Caribbean, Our Flag Means Death, Black Sails)

Assassin's Creed

Marvel Comics 1602 universe

Some canon DC muses that would be great for this AU (some of which I include in Dick's origin for this AU):

Raven

Zatanna

Bruce Wayne and any of the Batfam

Ra's al Ghul/League of Assassins/Al Ghul family

Lucius Fox

John Constantine

Madame Xanadu

Penguin

Poison Ivy

Swamp Thing

Jason Blood/Etrigan the Demon

Aquaman and Mera, any Atlanteans

Diana Prince and other Amazons

Joker

Harley Quinn

Clark Kent

Lois Lane

Oliver Queen

Jim Gordon

Lex Luthor

Falcone/other Gotham/DC based crime families and syndicates

Synopsis: Between the middle ages and early industrial eras of human history, piracy was the most revolutionary business to save souls from the clutches of slavery, taxing economies, and oppressive kingdom structures. The last bastion of hope for those who would have nothing left to fend for themselves. Such was the business carried on by generations of the Grayson bloodline, circa 1300s A.D. Europe. Richard John "Dicky" Grayson grew up an aspiring aerialist, as opposed to being optimistic about the chance to see the seven seas from aboard a water vessel. He read stories of the greats: Sir Francis, Blackbeard, and even some tragic lores like that of Davey Jones (which he thought to be nothing more than fantasy). Outside of these romantic fantasies, he, as well as his illegitimately married parents, John and Mary, lived their entire lives in a gang of outcasts, led by one Sir Haly; a once respectable socialite praised by the British Army and the elites which they served, whose tastes for the unusual, unexplained, and otherworldly things did not sit well with the King, who sought to make Gotham prime territory for the beginning of western colonial expansion.

For you see, Sir Haly's Circus practiced, unlawfully, as a safe haven for runaway slaves and indigenous folk seeking refuge. Haly was cast out by a supposed polite society, but knew if he could turn a sense of profit out of making refugees into showmen, he'd have enough shilling for eventual provisions of equity for those to whom he gave asylum. Not to mention, pirates would also be looking to him for resources, albeit, humans to traffic. Dicky didn't take well to certain aspects of this culture. So he got wise one day, taking a heavy sack of loot from his family's ring leader while he slept, and by morning one fateful spring day, he bribed a sailor for his ship.

Thus, The Nightwing's first voyage began. He woke up the whole circus of urchins, commanding them to haul ammunition, liquor, food, herbs, cutlery, and even a risky theft of local guard armory cannons and firearms onto the boat. The Graysons were the most worrisome about Dicky's plans, alongside Sir Haly of The Narrows, to whom Dicky would bestow first mate responsibility. The three were of the last standing in concern and trivial thought over the matter before a unit of Royal Navy opened fire in the public, John and Mary hopelessly in the crossfire. Haly had been fatally shot in a calf, limping on his way aboard the vessel. Dick had no choice but to flee, in spite of the tears raining over his cheeks in a look of absolute uncertainty. This was not what he had hoped for.

The Haly's crew set a course for Blüdhaven, a town of natives and refugees alike, not yet eyed for conquest by the Navy, where they might find the means for an expansion of the crew, as well as safe passage within the rivers of the Americas, most of which had been taken over by the British Navy. The crew would rest, recuperate, and hope to set sail for plunder beyond the colonized territories that were vastly becoming the last places their kind would be in before dying. But if the Royal Navy wants to stand in the way, then the blood of the King's men shall be the price to pay, for Dicky's loss, as well as for the suffering his Haly's family went through.

#v; Randy Dandy Oh! (Pirate!DickAU) #potc rp #ofmd rp #dc comics rp #marvel rp #mcu rp

[pathetic-gamer]

~☆~ the gang's all here ~☆~

Run updates, for the like two people following along:

Okay, we did chapters 3, 4, and 5 today (whew boy)

All of them went very well. I've used very few divine pulses so far - using ng+ was probably unnecessary, I feel OP. As far as class progress goes, everyone is level 16/17.

Anna is not doing so hot... we're working on it. She's now a pegasus knight w Byleth, so they're flying around and having a nice time together, but reclasses for higher strength growths during aux battles.

Yuri is stuck on the ground all alone, currently as a priest bc otherwise I would have no healer. He uses a sword half the time anyway, and is still stronger than Anna. I've decided to make him my dancer, have Flayn be a bishop, and have Manuela be a trickster. I think that will work better than the previous plan (trickster!Yuri, dancer!Flayn, bishop!Manuela). also considering falcon knight manuela, that could be fun

Edelgard is now on a pegasus, soon to be a wyvern, and will be a lot easier to keep out of the way.

The big news:

I recruited Shamir! I've done the first week of exploration in chapter six, so snagged her ASAP. Now I just have to get her caught up with everyone lol

The Kill Off the Kids plan:

I have *ahem* disposed of Hubert and Bernadetta (rip Hubernie, ur one of my favorite ships so I'm letting you go down together). Dorothea is next, as soon as I do her paralogue, and I'll send Petra down with her (my OTPs will burn together ok it's romantic). I'm recruiting Ingrid so I can get Luín, since I'm doing that paralogue anyway and it seems silly to do it without getting all the rewards. Therefore, I'm going to also recruit Sylvain to do his paralogue and then send THOSE two to hell together as well. Lorenz is up next, he has no soul mate and will die alone.

Caspar, Ferdinand, and Linhardt all have to survive to part II, and I'll need to recruit Lysithea, Mercedes, and Leonie for those paralogues. As long as they're already recruited, I'm going to keep Lysithea around to pair with Cyril, and keep Mercedes to romance her. Leonie, I haven't decided. It feels appropriate to keep her around, plot wise? The boys will die for sure though lol rip. Lysithea will have to be trained into dark flier so that she can hang out in the sky with her bf, so we'll work on that.

btw i'm not doing every paralogue, only the ones that are for my actual team or I really want items from (ochain shield for Seteth bc lol hes Cichol, thyrrsus for hanneman, rafail gem for Anna, the inexhaustible for cyril or shamir.)

#fe3h #pg plays #pg plays fe3h #anna fire emblem #yuri fire emblem #byleth eisner #silver snow maddening mode ii

[readingbooksinisrael]

September 2022 Wrap-Up

4.5 stars

The Underground Girls of Kabul: The Secret Lives of Afghanistan Girls Disguised as Boys/Jenny Nordberg (documentary non-fiction)-Follows the lives of girls and woman in Afghanistan who live as boys and men, used to live as boys or have their daughters live as boys.

4 stars

Wintergirls/Laurie Halse Anderson (ya realistic fiction)-Lia is sick. She doesn’t eat. Her ex-best friend who hasn’t spoken to her in month dies in a hotel room all alone. Before she died she called Lia. Lia didn’t pick up the phone.

3.5 stars

Carola Storms the Chalet School/Elinor M. Brent-Dyer (Chalet School #23) (middle grade school story)-Carola is thoroughly tired of traipsing around the world with an aunt who doesn’t really like kids. She decides to run away-to the Chalet School.

3 stars

Frightful’s Mountain/Jean Craighead George (Mountain #3) (middle grade nature realistic fiction)-Frightful flies and mates and nests, discovering how to be a free falcon.

Watch Over Me/Nina LaCour (ya magical realism)-Mila is aging out of foster care. She’s going to work on a remote farm as a schoolteacher for a family which takes in tens of foster kids. What they didn’t tell her before she took the job is that there are ghosts on the farm.

2.5 stars

The Luckiest Girl/Beverly Cleary (ya romance)-Shelley is leaving rainy Oregon to go live in California for a year. On the first day of school she already knows who she wants to go out with. She just needs to let him know she exists.

‘Twas the Nightshift Before Christmas/Adam Kay (Adam Kay hospital diaries #2) (epistolary memoir)-In the seven years he worked in hospital Adam Kay was in Christmas for six of them. These are the diaries from that time.

2 stars

Narwhal on a Sunny Night/Mary Pope Osborne and A.G. Ford (Magic Tree House #33) (children’s fantasy time travel)-Jack and Annie travel to Greenland and find a narwhal. But there’s a boy with a spear who wants to kill it. Will they be able to stop him and make friends between everybody?

1.5 stars

Light from Uncommon Stars/Ryka Aoki (adult fantasy sci fi)-Shizuka Satomi made a deal with the devil to give him seven souls. There’s just on left she has to find. Katrina is a trans musician who has just run away. And Lan Tran is a spaceship captain and refugee with a doughnut shop.

#wrap-up #rtm #read this month #2022 #september #september 2022

[tipsycad147]

The Charge of the God

The Charge of the God is a newer more recent addition to Wiccan ritual. No one charge has risen above the others yet to gain popularity so you will hear many different ones based solely on which God and which attributes of the God the Wiccan wants to invoke at a given ritual.

Below are some of my favorite ones. Since true Wicca is about balance between feminine and masculine energy, I think a Charge of the God is very appropriate when invoking both Deities.

Listen to the words of the Great Father, who of old was called Osiris, Adonis, Zeus, Thor, Pan, Cernunnos, Herne, Lugh and by may other names:

"My Law is Harmony with all things. Mine is the secret that opens the gates of life and mine is the dish of salt of the earth that is the body of Cernunnos that is the eternal circle of rebirth. I give the knowledge of life everlasting, and beyond death I give the promise of regeneration and renewal. I am the sacrifice, the father of all things, and my protection blankets the earth."

Hear the words of the dancing God, the music of whose laughter stirs the winds, whose voice calls the seasons:

"I who am the Lord of the Hunt and the Power of the Light, sun among the clouds and the secret of the flame, I call upon your bodies to arise and come unto me. For I am the flesh of the earth and all it's beings. Through me all things must die and with me are reborn. Let my worship be in the body that sings, for behold all acts of willing sacrifice are my rituals. Let there be desire and fear, anger and weakness, joy and peace, awe and longing within you. For these too are part of the mysteries found within yourself, within me, all beginnings have endings, and all endings have beginnings."

So Mote It BE!

Listen to the words of the Horned God, The Guardian of all things wild and free, and Keeper of the Gates of Death, whose Call all must answer:

"I am the fire within your heart... The yearning of your Soul. I am the Hunter of Knowledge and the Seeker of the Holy Quest; I who stand in the darkness of light; I am He whom you have called Death. I am the Consort and Mate of Her we adore, call forth to me.

Heed my call beloved ones, come unto me and learn the secrets of death and peace. I am the corn at harvest and the fruit on the trees. I am He who leads you home. Scourge and Flame, Blade and Blood these are mine and gifts to thee.

Call unto me in the forest wild and on hilltop bare and seek me in the Darkness Bright. I who have been called; Pan, Herne, Osiris , and Hades, speak to thee in thy search. Come dance and sing; come live and smile, for behold: this is my worship.

You are my children and I am thy Father. On swift night wings it is I who lay you at the Mother's feet to be reborn and to return again.

Thou who thinks to seek me, know that I am the untamed wind, the fury of storm and passion in your Soul. Seek me with pride and humility, but seek me best with love and strength.

For this is my path, and I love not the weak and fearful. Hear my call on long Winter nights and we shall stand together guarding Her Earth as She sleeps."

I am the radiant King of the Heavens, flooding the Earth with warmth and encouraging the hidden seed of creation to burst forth into manifestation.

I lift my shining spear to light the lives of all beings and daily pour forth my golden rays upon the Earth, putting to flight the powers of darkness.

I am the spirit of all beasts wild and free. I run with the stag and soar as a sacred falcon against the shimmering sky.

The ancient woods and wild places emanate my powers, the birds of the air sing of my sanctity.

I am the harvest, offering up grain and fruits beneath the sickle of time so that all may be nourished. For without planting there can be no harvest; without winter there can be no spring.

I am the thousand named Son of creation. Know that by all names I am the same.

The spirit of the horned stag in the wild, the endless harvest. See in the yearly cycle of festivals my birth, death and rebirth and know that such is the destiny of all creation..

I am the spark of life, the radiant Sun, the giver of peace and rest. I send my rays of blessings to warm the hearts and strengthen the minds of all.

I am the fire within your heart, the yearning hunger within your soul. I am the Horned God, the hunter of beasts and pursuer of the fare of knowledge. I take up the sacred quest and see it to the end. I, who stands within the darkness of light, am He who you call death. But I am also the spark of life, the joy of existence, the mirth in laughter, the shine across thine eyes. I am the consort, mate, and son of She whom we adore. I am the fruit upon the trees, the grain at harvest, He who offers himself up so others may live. I am He who leads you home. Strength and flame, heart and humor, life and death, these are my gifts unto thee. Call upon me in the forest wild and on the hilltop bare and seek me in darkness bright.

I am He who has been called Pan, Herne, Dianus, Osiris, Apollo, Lugh, Dionysus, and by many other names: and I call to thee. Come, dance and sing with the Lord of the Winds; come, laugh and love with the SunKing, for these are my worship. On gliding night wings it is I who lay you at the Mothers feet to be reborn and return again. I too lay within her womb, planted in summer seed to live on after my wintery death. I am the untamed wind, the raging river, the ocean crashing on the rocks, the fury of the storm and the passion in your heart. Seek me with courage or you will be swept away in your seeking.

Seek me with pride and humility, but seek me best of all with love and strength for this is my path. Walk it with purpose and dance boldly. Hear my call on long nights and we shall stand together as one.

http://blessedbe.sugarbane.com/god.htm

[weirdstrangeandawful]

Part XVI – “I cannae get more Irish!”

TW: none

Word count: 1318

<-Part XV – Ship Things

Table of contents

Part XVII – Slings and Arrows->

The post-storm light tints everything a disorientingly garish hue of golden-yellow as the Resolute glides toward the Scottish coast. Her crew has settled since the storm and Quinn guides them into port.

“Who are we handing off to?” Ethel asks Carroll.

“HBMS Falcon,” Carroll answers, an arm casually slung over a rail. He always seems more relaxed after a high-pressure sailing and to-day is no exception. He almost smiles at Quinn’s confidently efficient commands.

The air stills as they come into port and Carroll wishes the Falcon a silent good luck sailing in the impossibly calm weather. The Resolute’s crew trickle off slowly and head out into the bustle of the evening port. As the last of the crew finish up for the evening, leaving only a couple on watch, Carroll heads below deck. He pokes around, searching for Kyte.

“Carroll!” Rowan’s voice is a whisper so as not to wake the sleeping bundle in his arms. Kyte’s head rests gently on Rowan’s lap and under a large, gentle hand. His legs are neatly tucked on the bench under a corner of the blanket.

An adoring smile tugs at Carroll’s lips as his brow furrows slightly in concern. Even as Kyte breathes steadily, peacefully, something seems wrong. There’s a tension about him – almost a fear of waking up. Carroll pads over, cursing the jarring clicks of his cane on the spotless deckboards.

Sensing Carroll’s presence, Kyte wakes, slowly raising his head slightly to blink in confusion at the unfamiliar surroundings.

“Where are we?” Kyte’s voice is hoarse and quivering from the post-nap haze. He blinks as the shadow of a seabird flickers across the unnaturally jaundiced glow from the hatchway, its shrill quavering call tumbling into the lower deck.

“Scotland,” Carroll and Rowan answer simultaneously. “Portpatrick,” they clarify, again simultaneously, before exchanging an amusedly irked smile.

“You both sound Scottish,” Kyte quips, waking up enough to poke fun.

“I’m Irish?!” Carroll protests, betrayed, his fun officially poked.

“No you’re not,” Rowan pipes up.

“I was born in Dublin! Ask Quinn for a map or something! I cannae get more Irish!” Instantly realising his error, Carroll buries his face in his hands.

“Except when you’re angry, laddie, except when you’re angry,” Rowan reaches out and patronisingly pats his little brother on the head.

“How did you end up sounding Scottish anyway?” Kyte asks curiously, “Being from Dublin and all, I mean.”

“Oh trust me, I would love to know as well,” Rowan jumps in before Carroll can respond, “The Navy tried to beat the Irish out of him and the stubborn wanker picked up a new accent because I suppose he enjoyed being beaten to a bloody pulp.”

A smile spreads across Carroll’s face even as his jaw clenches bitterly. He tilts his head slightly, his features softening as he changes the subject and smiles kindly at Kyte, “How are you doing, hm? First time leaving Belfast; how was it?”

“Honestly? Terrifying.”

“Well you survived, didn’t you?”

“Wasn’t hard I guess.”

“You didn’t do anything inordinately stupid. That’s an achievement!”

“I almost did,” Kyte admits, sheepishly.

“What do you mean?” Rowan prompts, suddenly concerned for the ship he’s poured his heart and soul into, though trying not to show it.

“I think I ticked off your mate by poking ‘round the ship’s magazine,” Kyte confesses.

“Yeah well that’s on him for not keeping it locked… again,” Rowan sighs, “Besides, I don’t suppose you’re carrying a tinderbox on you, are you?”

Quietly, Kyte pulls Carroll’s tin of wooden spills out of his pocket and hands it back to its rightful owner. Carroll takes it back in amusement, then beckons Kyte to follow him, “You awake enough to grab a bite to eat?”

A yawn. A nod. A more tentative nod. A squint. “Sorry um… what did you ask? I was busy yawning.”

Carroll smiles tenderly then sits gingerly next to Kyte, leaning forward to press the corner of his forehead into Kyte’s shoulder. “Food?” His voice is little more than a murmur.

Untangling the blanket from around his body, Kyte drapes it over the both of them tentatively. “Can we… stay here? Just for a moment…” Kyte’s voice trails off as Carroll nods, resting his head more firmly against Kyte and nestling further under the blanket.

“I’ll set up the cabin,” Rowan whispers, already unheard and unseen as he steps away.

The low-hanging sun blinds Kyte as he steps onto the windswept upper deck. Once his eyes adjust, he takes stock of his surroundings. The sunlight sparks off his flailing dark copper hair and he fights it off. Carroll pulls up to his side, sweeping the stray strands out of his vision with a gentle, practised hand. He cradles Kyte’s head, pinning the offending hair out of the way.

“Where’s home?” Kyte asks breathlessly, following Carroll’s gaze as he points wordlessly into the distance across the rippling blue expanse. “It’s so far away…”

“You okay?” Carroll inquires, concerned, realising suddenly he might be unsure of how to interact with a lifelong landsman.

Looking back at Carroll with a sparkling smile, Kyte nods then gently tugs Carroll by a hand into port. The moment Kyte’s feet hit solid land, he crumples, saved from kissing the ground once again by Carroll’s grip.

“Woah. Easy. You okay? Where are you off to in such a hurry?”

“Don’t know! Don’t care! …Scotland?” Kyte pipes, already heading off on a mission.

“Slow down. You’re already in Scotland. Let’s get us some food before running off. How does that sound?” Carroll’s voice badly conceals his stifled laughter.

Thunk.

The sound of flesh hitting wood startles Carroll awake after all too few hours of sleep. He squints across the room, just making out a glint in Rowan’s eyes in the shards of light slipping into the cabin from the lanterns placed around the lower deck. The hammock between them swings chaotically and they both turn their gaze down to the floor where Kyte lays perfectly still – either shocked awake too abruptly to move or busy trying to think where he might have misplaced his dignity.

Before either of them can react, Quinn pads over in stockinged feet, “Kyte, you all right?”

“Leave him alone, Qui–” Rowan cuts off, having started speaking before processing Quinn’s words. “Hold on, what did you just say?”

“I asked if he was all right! What did you think I was going to say?!”

“Something snarky probably,” Carroll chips in.

Quinn shakes their head with a sigh as they straighten out the hammock and scoop Kyte in with ease. “We’ve all done it.” Even they can’t tell if this is a defence of their response or a clumsy attempt at reassuring Kyte. They make their way back to their own hammock without another word.

Quinn inhales sharply, hissing as they clench and unclench their fist, hoping the wood of the cabin wall hadn’t left too evident a mark. It’s still too dark to see. Nowhere near time to get up. All the same, the pain calms their racing heart. Woke them up in time to save them from–

Damn you Quinn, it’s not real, they sit up in their hammock, angling for their boots on the floor. Some air will do them good. More good than sleep anyway.

Making their way toward the door, softly so as not to wake the others, they notice Kyte huddled on the floor under their tangled hammock once again. Their shoulders sag with sympathy – poor boy had probably never seen a hammock in his life before today.

Gently as they can so as not to rouse him, Quinn picks him up. They look at the tangled hammock thinking it’s probably no better than getting some rest on the floor – likely worse for the bruises. They creep over to their own hammock and lay Kyte down in it. Maybe, just maybe, the wall will help keep it aright.

Edit: historical accuracy

#a good man's heart #whump #navy whump #weird strange and awful writing

[goddesstrolls]

Some folks seemed interested in seeing what tarot cards I’d pick to represent my characters. These are subject to change, and some might be picked for their current plots while others might be more general.

These are all the lowbloods:

Hera - Knight of Swords [Peregrine Falcon]

You are strong, driven and ambitious, and perhaps embarking on new ventures. However, do not do so in haste, where you are so focused on your goals that you are blind to obstacles. [Action, ambition, determination, communication, haste, rebellion]

Okahni - Five of Cups [Emperor Penguin]

You have recently experienced a loss, or have had things not go according to plan, and are experiencing the resulting grief and feelings of disappointment. You may have trouble letting go of the past. However, there is still hope - two of the cups are still upright. Find it in yourself to forgive, learn from your past but keep moving forward. [Loss, grief, bereavement, disappointment, regret, pessimism]

Darric - Eight of Swords [Flying Fox]

You may feel restricted and powerless, but these are things you have imposed on yourself. You may have to face a difficult decision, but you must release those constraints before doing so. Be honest with yourself. [Self-imprisonment, isolation, restriction, being powerless]

Lloric - Five of Pentacles

Five of Pentacles signals a time of poverty, money troubles, or loss. You may be having a difficult relationship with money, which is likely the core of your problems. However, know that there is always help available - All you need to do is seek it out. [Poverty, hardship, loneliness, insecurity, loss]

Aki - King of Wands [Coyote] / Reversed

A natural born leader, and a visionary who can change the world. The King of Wands is focused on his goals, and goes about his life with ambition and intent. Be assertive, grab life by the horns and take control.

/ Reversed [Impulsiveness, pushiness, aggression, unrealistic expectations]

Helios - The Hermit [Common Octopus] / Reversed

You are entering a period of introspection and self discovery. Now is the perfect time to evaluate ho things are going, and whether or not to change direction. Look inward. Plan carefully. You have a desire to seek the truth, so withdraw, and take some time to soul search. / Reversed [Too much / Too little self reflection, loneliness, fear of vulnerability]

Nyphas - Wheel of Fortune

Life is of full of ups and downs, and those forces are sometimes out of your control. Like a spinning wheel, things come and go in a cycle. Do not be complacent during the good times, and during bad times remember that things will eventually get better. Go with the flow, remain optimistic, and learn to adapt to the constant changes. [Life cycles, destiny, ups and downs, karma]

Cheran - The Hanged Man [Black Widow Spider (Male)]

The male black widow spider will sacrifice himself to the female during mating, allowing her to cannibalize him in order to ensure successful copulation. Sometimes surrender is the best option. Perhaps you are currently stuck, and can’t make a decision. In this case, postponing said decision, and taking the time to reflect may be best for you. Try looking at things in a different perspective. [Self-sacrifice, new perspectives, suspension, feeling stuck, letting go]

Anirus - Knight of Pentacles [Gray Wolf]

The Knight of Pentacles is patient, methodical, and hard working. Trustworthiness, reliability, and routine work are required from you right now. The work may seem dull, but they will pay off eventually. You must see all your tasks through to the end. [Practicality, steadfastness, routine, meticulousness, conservatism]

#bastspeaks #idk what to tag this as honestly #but i mean. of course i had to use the hanged man for cheran. im incapable of associating him with any other card. generally speaking

[xtruss]

Beautiful Moments Between Animal Mothers and Their Babies!

A Polar Bear Mom rests after nursing in Wapusk National Park in Manitoba, Canada. Polar bears mate in the spring but don't become pregnant until the fall. Then, only those females who've successfully fattened up over a summer of hunting will begin to bear young. During those months of plenty, a bear may gain more than 220 pounds, and mothers need every bit of those reserves when it's time to den. Depending on where in the Arctic they call home, polar bear moms may remain in their snowy dens for up to eight months without eating or drinking. Cubs, often twins, spend their several months in their den, enjoying their mom's high-fat milk. Moms dote on their cubs for two to three years, protecting them from threats including male polar bears. They also teach them the skills needed for life on the ice, including how to swim, hunt, and prepare dens for their own future families. Photograph By Norbert Rosing, National Geographic Image Collection

A Saker Falcon and her Chicks, known as Eyases, take in the panoramic view across the vast expanse of the Mongolian plain. Mothers raise their young in existing nests f built by storks, eagles, or other birds, says Per Smiseth, a University of Edinburgh behavioral ecologist. This particular falcon mother sat on her eggs for over a month, never leaving the nest, while her mate brought her food. Both parents care for their noisy young, which fledge after about 50 days. Smiseth notes that this kind of family-focused lifestyle is far more common among birds than among most other animals. "Birds are typically very good parents," he says. Photograph By Brent Stirton, National Geographic Image Collection

Humpback whales have a calf only every two to three years and lavish it with attention. Young whales nurse for an entire year and keep growing for 10. During this time, mother and offspring travel thousands of miles from their calving grounds in tropical waters to rich summer feeding grounds in the temperate and polar seas. The whales, pictured above frolicking near Vava'u, Tonga, spend winters in Antarctica, while some North American whales journey from Alaska to Hawaii. A main threat to the calves during such journeys are orcas, also known as killer whales. That's why the pair sometimes communicate by whispering, which allows the mom to keep tabs on her calf while staying under the radar. Photograph By Greg Lecoeur, National Geographic Image Collection

Unlike most of their famously aloof kin, African lions are social cats. They live in prides dominated by related females, like this cub-wrangling mom in Serengeti National Park, Tanzania. "Females are the core. The heart and soul of the pride. The males come and go," Craig Packer, director of the Lion Research Center at the University of Minnesota, told National Geographic in 2019. Female lions hang together to protect themselves from dangers, including male lions, which will kill cubs of competing males. They form a communal nursery called a crèche, and even groom and nurse each other's cubs (though they always prioritize their own). Young lions are playful, but they don't begin hunting until they are about a year old. This means they generally eat last, and competition over food, as well as infanticide, mean that many cubs are unlikely to make it to adulthood. Some scientists estimate that only half of all cubs make it to age two. Photograph By Michael Nicolas, National Geographic Image Collection

An Emperor Scorpion, one of the World's Largest Scorpions, carries her immature offspring on her back. "Scorpions may get some bad press, but female Scorpions are very attentive parents," Smiseth says. Emperor scorpion mothers give birth to an average of nine to 32 fully formed young. These ghostly white newborns are completely dependent on their mother for the first few weeks after birth. The young don't need food, as they subsist on nutrients left over from the embryo stage until they can hunt for themselves. All scorpions practice parental care, which is perhaps why they've been around for hundreds of millions of years and live on every continent except Antarctica. "Scorpions were among the first animals to colonize dry land, and female care might be part of the key to why they were able to do that successfully," Smiseth says. Photograph By Zssd, Minden Pictures

A cheetah family slows down for a bit of play in Serengeti National Park, Tanzania. Being a cheetah mom is very hard work: During the early weeks of her cubs' lives, the mother must move them every few days to avoid predators. If all goes well, cheetah siblings stay with their mom for about a year and a half, learning to hunt. The young cats then try out their independence by hanging together as a group for another six months or so. Some cheetahs are supermoms, not only raising their own young but fostering the cubs of others. "I'm not aware of any other carnivore whose survival relies so heavily on the success of so few females," Sarah Durant, director of the Serengeti Cheetah Project, told National Geographic in 2012. Durant adds one notable female, named Eleanor, had mothered 10 percent of the southern Serengeti's adult cheetahs. Photograph By FransLanting, National Geographic Image Collection

An Angolan Giraffe Mother and Calf greet the dawn on the plains of Namibia. Giraffe calves are born famously well suited for life on the run, standing within 30 minutes of birth. It’s critical that they do so, as newborn calves are a favorite meal of many African predators. But before these “mini-adults” are born, mom has to endure a 15-month pregnancy, which allows for the development of a six-foot-tall baby with strong muscles and nervous system. When their calves get a bit older, female giraffes will sometimes call on “babysitters,” Verdolin says. “The mothers hang out together….The females leave their calf with another mom, and it’s sort of like a giraffe calf playgroup. It’s also community support for the mothers.” Photograph By Madelaine Castles, National Geographic Image Collection

A Female Gray-headed Flying Fox hangs with her young in a riverside colony in Yarra Bend Park, Victoria, Australia. Mothers typically a single pup at a time, which initially can’t regulate its own body temperature. During this time the mother wraps her young in her wings. When she ventures out at night to feed on fruits, pollen, and nectar, the pup clings to her, clawing her fur and clamping its mouth around her nipple. When pups are older, yet still too young to fly, they’re left behind in the colony’s trees. When Mom returns with nourishment, she and her pup recognize one another among the group by scent and the sound of each other’s calls. Photograph By Doug Gimesy, Minden Pictures

A Giant Panda Mom cradles her Cub at the Wolong Conservation and Research Center in China. The cubs are born famously tiny—just 1/900th the size of their mothers—and are blind, hairless, and totally dependent on Mama. Pandas often have twins, which means panda mothers must choose which of the pair is most likely to survive—and devote all her efforts to that cub at the expense of the other. So while practice of abandoning a less fit twin might land pandas on some lists of the animal kingdom's "bad moms," they are actually trying to be the best mothers they can. It's not that panda moms aren't devoted. For months after birth, she holds her cub almost nonstop to share body warmth and nurse. She rarely leaves the den, even to eat and drink. Photograph By Ami Vitale National Geographic Image Collection

Mamas and Babies: Like super human moms, great animal moms show grace to their young, feed them when they’re hungry, teach them the ropes... and some even sacrifice themselves so their offspring may live. (Pictured above, a Gorilla carries her Newborn.)

[honeyleesblog]

osprey meaning

Osprey imagery and significance Osprey is a glorious bird. The 22 inch tall bird with up to a seventy-foot wingspan gets the attention of everybody in sight, leaving them stunned with its speed, flight, and power, The bird, layered with brown and dark wings and white underparts and head, flies with a particular M shape when seen from underneath, it has dazzling yellow eyes and long legs with a dark padded cover that gets down to the neck.



osprey meaning

Osprey, since its introduction to the world, figures out how to dominate the breezes and waves. Osprey sees its way obviously and flies, in any event, when the sun becomes splendid and blinding, however it flies with conviction in the correct course, and its flight never waivers. Osprey looks like unbridled religiosity and tracking down trust in yourself.

The bird is additionally known by names like-ocean Falcon, fish peddle, long-winged sell, has a place with the Falcon family, and offers different highlights like sharp sightedness, ability, overflow, and triumph.

Osprey is a worldwide trotter which implies it tends to be seen in different spots all over the planet. It endures numerous environments and homes close to an area with a waterway and plentiful food supply. The huge homes shaped by the bird are particular to the point that they act as milestones for individuals sailing in the locale. Osprey entertains itself fiercely with Air and Earth components.

Osprey moves south from the southern US to Argentina during winters, flying up to 100 miles per day until they view as a reasonable home. Ospreys move back during Spring along their local coastlines, and individuals invite them as an indication of best of luck and achievement. Ospreys normally mate forever and start a five-month organization to raise their young. Ospreys seen two by two are doubly lucky. Fisher frequently views at ospreys as an indication of a more critical catch close by. In Chinese society sonnets, the Osprey is viewed as a symbol of devotion and amicability among spouse and husband, and ospreys have different portrayals in Greek and Roman folklore. Antiquated Roman Folklore relates Osprey to the courier of God, Mercury. They trusted Osprey to have an impact that would make fishes give up their lives.

Osprey Soul Creature Osprey is reflected as a Soul Creature that comes to you as you develop into power, it places changes and changes in your day to day existence, which can be out of your usual range of familiarity yet are in any case to improve things, you will wind up encompassed with significance within the sight of Osprey, Ospreys make care and could come to you as a soul creature to give you more stupendous concentration.

They are fantastic trackers who set off on a mission to a way without gleaming. The Soul Creature urges you to pose yourself more significant inquiries. It makes you question what your heart genuinely wants on the off chance that you have defined a way towards your objective. If not, it assists you with accomplishing it. It assists your objectives with arriving at realization. The Osprey soul creature will in general bring you lucidity even in the haziest of mists. Similarly as the bird finds its direction to the sun, it assists you with finding clearness both genuinely and intellectually. One ends up loose having the bird as a Profound Creature. Ospreys are known for the sunlight based energies they offer in your life, eventually giving you disclosure. Osprey symbol creature Individuals brought into the world with an Osprey Emblem have endless lucidity in their way. Ospreys manifest progress in your life. Assuming that Osprey is your introduction to the world Emblem, you love the sun very much like the bird, which flies towards it faithful, Radiant days encourage you, warm and cherished, and you feel free. You're conclusive and never waiver from your way; There's a wealth of warmth in you that no virus can worry.

You don't sit tight for chances to come to you. You set out open doors and jump at them even with chances required, as it just makes them really appealing. You are watchful and alarm, and prepared for whatever comes your direction. You jump into any potential open doors that might intrigue you, looking at all prospects.

You partake in a cool headed climate, and living close to a stream with plentiful daylight is charming to you, and doing this will assist your energies with developing.

You guarantee regard towards others and yourself, respecting the cutoff points set by both. You excuse the people who inadvertently hurt, however you hold a strong post for the individuals who slight limits. Respectability and uprightness have a high spot for you.

Osprey power creature You look for Osprey Power Creature when everything appears to be wild. Your quest for clearness as Osprey Power Creature. You look for inspiration through Osprey Power Creature to assist you with pushing ahead through your way. Osprey lets you free from your weight. Osprey assists you with working more intelligent, keeping you from going through difficulty. Osprey's sharp vision assists you with arriving at the core of the matter and clears you from what keeps you down. Conjure your Osprey Power when you have been offered a hint, as a fantasy or an odd luck, yet the impact stays with you, helping you to remember its power; the bird carries you strength and energy to go through confusion and get your objectives, it pushes away any type of interruptions that keep you from your objective. Osprey Dreams In local American clans seeing Osprey come towards you in a fantasy would demonstrate that the individual is conceded profound power as a healer.

Seeing an osprey dwelling on a stone or strategic position is a promising sign. It demonstrates you are arriving at nearer to your objective.

On the off chance that you battle with an Osprey in your fantasy, it looks like an extreme issue that should be settled with an individual of extraordinary power.

On the off chance that an Osprey is soaring over, it requests that you see things according to a greater point of view and to take what is happening.

Assuming the Osprey flies towards your directly in your fantasy, it implies you're going with the ideal choice, and assuming it flies towards your left, it implies you're settling on an uncertain choice that you're following a strange course. On the off potential for success that Osprey is having in turbulent water in your fantasy, it by and large means something is overpowering you.

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Griffin symbol

At the point when the world gets too enormous and frightening, it tends to be difficult to come by a spot that feels like home. The griffin is hanging around for you if this sounds all-too-recognizable! This soul creature shows us how to safeguard what's our own from the people who might attempt with their jealousy or avarice to remove our satisfaction. They are likewise there while we're searching for some place protected in which to withdraw into ourselves. Their strong imagery holds extraordinary importance as a creature as well as one of family security and insurance against adversaries all over - turning into your legend en route by dealing with yourself first prior to thinking often about others around you. Confiding in profoundly inside oneself with the goal that one might have more certainty outside themselves particularly through troublesome times where they could some way or another vibe alone.

Griffin symbol The griffin is an old and legendary creature that gets its name from the Greek word "gryps," and that implies bended. The animal has connections to both the earth component and the air components, with its head being undifferentiated from a flying predator blended in with a lion's body parts.

The griffin is an animal with both male and female qualities, however craftsmen normally portray the monster as only manly. The most well-known portrayal of this legendary creature is that it has wings on its back which are in some cases canvassed in feathers or made into bird's feet for better ground travel over land. Be that as it may, incidentally, the craftsman chooses to address it with no set elements by any means (it acquires them the epithet keythong). Certain individuals trust there's no authoritative response somehow in light of the fact that scholars have various thoughts regarding what sort of

meaning a missing wing could convey - some express ladylike while others contend the alternate way round. Old Greeks accepted that the Griffin was a half breed of three creatures - lion, camels, and birds. Numerous heraldry images remember this fanciful animal for their pictures today since it is associated with numerous things: shapeshifting, old insight with conundrums that represent secret, and monster, which incorporates supernatural characteristics too.

The Griffin is an animal of extraordinary strength, and guarding significant fortunes from thieves is frequently said. The lion addresses power while the falcon represents respectability and authority and together they consolidate into one strong monster - Lord Griffon.

The Griffin is the epitome of duality. Its long ears resemble a lion's, yet they can likewise be viewed as pony like or in any event, looking like a human, contingent upon how you decide to see them. This fascinating creature has been referenced in writing since old times, and it's constantly depicted with differing highlights that frequently reflect individuals' opinion on themselves at some random time.

The narratives of the griffin are various and range from their capacities to concede wishes or mend individuals. One thing griffins really do partake in like manner is that they just mate forever. When a griffin kicks the bucket, its accomplice doesn't search out another; all things being equal, it lives on alone til' the very end accepts them too. For Christians, this implied numerous things - devotion, faithfulness, and marriage - yet in addition resistance against remarrying once bereaved in light of the fact that the accolade owed to God was paid with a whole heart before he removed our friends and family too early once more.

The Griffin has many purposes. Besides the fact that it mend can individuals, yet its plumes and hooks additionally offer recuperating properties. During the Archaic Time, in European courts, there were vessels molded like griffin's paw used to consume eggs that had a place with ostriches who were accepted to be inside similar family as griffins. It was additionally accepted that those consuming them would summon their capacity to mend others. The legend of the griffon traces all the way back to antiquated times. The griffins were said to begin from Focal Asia, where there were numerous gold stores. They would make their homes underground close to these destinations for security reasons as well concerning making the most common way of finding their prey simpler, and that implies when individuals are mining or diving into earth looking for anything - including metal mineral - conceivable with karma you'll wind up some fortune; once in a while even a griffin! In Greek fantasy, Pliny the Senior expounded on them, proposing that rich fortunes like gold coins could be tracked down inside its home. One fundamental coin in Abdera city-state highlighted this fanciful animal since it represented material abundance and thriving.

The shirdi is one more name for the griffin, which in Persian legend signifies "lion-hawk." The animal has connections to old Egypt and was highlighted on superficial ranges with pictures of a sphinx.

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I hope everyone has had a good day!

Oh what a long day... surprised not asleep yet.

Well let's see ....

Driver's license & ccw changes now in process too. QDRO atty now retained.

Tomorrow will be getting the other financial services done, & wait for the ones requiring new name information on things.

Gotta change all loyalty accounts.

Call apartment company as not getting anywhere with emails. I do think it's a good place though. Under construction, which doesn't bother me as much as other people do.

Being that I grew up to A LOT of Saturday mornings hammering at 7am. Dad didn't "finish" the house until about the year he died of cancer. I grew up being able to use hammers, screw drivers, etc. I watched the massive den 'I' beam install... air ducts in the floor headaches... 3 HUGE trees stumps uprooted [~6ft in diameter] that had to make way for the den. I grew up without power tools. The power was me. I've never hammered my thumbs either. But I get my klutzy ass self honestly! Lmao!

I got to drive thru farms & ranches & quiet areas that brought me smiles & peace today.

Even as I was so saddened & upset over so many for sale of land signs. Just makes me wanna puke. Seeing ranches & farms sold for the dollar. Or because someone passed away. Just makes me hurt.

Seeing those places just... filled me such peacefulness & happiness.

And reminded me of what I'm doing all of it Alll for...

The life I'm meant for...

The life God Created me for.

One of love, laughter, life, devotion... one of a warrior queen & a submissive woman. One that I am loved, wanted, valued, respected, appreciated... one that I am cherished & adored as God's daughter & the woman meant to be the right...

I don't know. ... But God does.

I do know that I miss You...Alll.

I do know that I'm doing this for God's Plan & His love.

I do know that I feel You...Alll...

And I think about You...Alll throughout my days.

I feel so much better about things with every single thing I get accomplished.

As I sit thinking about You Alll... staring out my windows...listening to the cicadas & crickets & things in the trees... I think about laying down in the blanket of grass with You...Alll... watching the universe spin the stars... & I only close my eyes to pray... that You Alll are safe, healthy, &... even happy. I miss You Alll so much. My laughter...a fleeting memory... my tears... come on like a summer storm... my soul... the storm never quiets... head bowed. I miss You Alll. I don't have the answers to the whys. God & You Alll have that. I don't know... I only know that there's answers... on Your Alll's side of the veil... & I pray to be on the righteous woman path to be getting them. And I pray for patience, perseverance, strength... I pray to be getting it right. I pray for forgiveness. Of my sins. Of my errors. That I be on God's Plans, not my own. I pray to be the righteous woman so that my Blessings, my priceless treasures of the Gifts of my soul's Mate./s... aren't stripped from my grasp. My soul feels so bereft right now. Just... I feel You Alll... however that is supposed to be. I feel... souls leaning...against the veil... the thought of my masculine Alpha/s Warrior/s Bear/s King/s Mate/s leaning like in a shower... it breaks my soul. It puts me on the ground. It puts fire in my veins. It puts tungsten & titanium & carbon fiber & ..diamonds... into my spine. I strengthens me. To keep fighting. To not let the pain, hurt, depression, the silence, the confusion, the myriad of questions... the dreaded whys... drown me. I refuse to. I don't know when. I don't know where. I don't know how. I only know... magic... it will happen. Just like I wake & look at the massive pine tree behind this place... I miss the eagles & falcons I've seen in it. But I miss more... my Bears... I. Miss. You. Alll... thinking about You Alll... laughing, sharing thoughts & feelings... dad jokes, eye rollers even. I miss... my best friends. I miss... talking... hanging head. Thinking back... & recent & even more so... I miss You Alll. However that's supposed to be. I miss my wrecking ball hurricane mirror Bears. Did I stop being your everything. ... my soul whimpers a plaintive moan. Did the years break your bond to me? ... tears slide as my soul feels Your...Alll's fists pound tiredly... doggedly against the veil. As I sit on the side of my bed, unable to think of anything else... I.. my soul... wails... WHY!?!?!??! Why why why why why... why as it happened this way... why didn't You Alll come... the airport. Why didn't You Alll reach out. Why...here. why the jobs. Why the illnesses. Why....... crumbling. But yet... even as I sit here crying out to God & talking & talking to You Alll tooo... I got the most important answer. The one that makes me growl & stomp my paws! Life lessons. Even as I feel Your Alll's desire to soothe me, rub Your Alll's cheeks against my hair... I feel You Alll...God...Jesus... my angels... I feel more surrounded by love & strength than I've ever felt before. It's... kinda overwhelming. & so...at 12.46am Gid starts making me sleepy. Hard to fight it now. & listening...

I miss You Alll.

True love never dies & true love always waits.

God in Heaven... please....

Your humbled, loving fallible daughter,

~Tijgeress kat Phoenix.

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