#mars hydro

[jileet]

#weedlife #weed community #weed strains #cannacommunity #420 weed #mars hydro #cannabis #Spotify

[samparoy]

Mars Hydro - Your LED Grow Light Partner in Europe!

Mars Hydro LED Grow Lights offer top-notch quality with durable aluminum housing and efficient diodes. Choose from veg, bloom, or full-spectrum models for optimal plant growth. Enjoy energy efficiency and fast, reliable shipping from their EU and UK warehouses. With easy setup and whisper-quiet operation, these lights are perfect for indoor gardening, hydroponics, and microgreens. Plus, they come with a long lifespan, dimmable options, and warranty for peace of mind.

Visit https://marshydro.eu/ to enhance your growing experience today!

#Mars Hydro #LED grow lights #High-quality components #Spectrum options #Energy efficiency #Express shipping #Germany warehouse #UK warehouse

[fireplaceapp]

Mars Hydro 600w Grow Light Review: The Best LED Grow Light for Indoor Cannabis Growing

Finding the LED grow light system that best suits your own specific requirements can be very troublesome, particularly if you're new to the game, and we're here to help.

Whether you've been growing cannabis for quite a long time or you're just now gaining ground, you've probably heard about Mars Hydro.

Mars Hydro is a quintessential cannabis brand that has caused significant disturbances with its LED grow light systems. Marijuana growers all around the world trust the brand and utilize their grow lights to grow far superior buds of the cannabis plant indoors. The grow light that we will review in this article is the Mars Hydro 600W LED grow light, which is one of the most amazing choices for growers out there!

Mars Hydro is a famous, inventive brand of value, and the Mars Hydro 600 watt is one of the most well-known LED grow light choices for novice growers. It offers a full light spectrum and is financially savvy and proficient with regards to energy; however, is it the best decision for you?

We have try to give a broad and all-around check on these lights. So, let us now start with our review of the Mars Hydro 600W LED grow light.

Mars Hydro TS 600 LED Grow Light: Why You Should Buy This Grow Light?

The Mars Hydro TS 600 is a popular choice from one of the brands with durable traction in the area. However, if you're looking for great results at a reasonable price, there aren't many items with nearly identical highlights at a low upfront cost.

Likewise, Mars Hydro as a brand has been around for a while now. The organization has been experimenting with various grow lights as well as specific other equipment that nursery workers require, for example, grow tents.

Their grow lights are likewise exceptionally protected for use, and the lights go through a quality check on various occasions before they are transported. All their grow lights offer a three-year warranty too, which makes them a seriously appealing decision for some growers. Ultimately, Mars Hydro has a presence in every single significant market, like the US, UK, Canada, Germany, Australia, and so forth, and has service centers at these locations!

Design and Durability

The Mars Hydro 600 Watt LED Grow Light is an experimentally designed grow light. The manufacturer guarantees that their grow lights are the result of eight years of research and development.

The grow light weighs around 2 pounds and measures 14.02 x 12.2 x 1.42 inches, with a waterproof coating on the front. Hence, this LED grow light is solid no matter what the growing environment.

It includes an efficient reflector, a thermal insulating layer, an aluminum sheet for heat dissipation, and equitably distributed IR diodes that utilize SMD technology.

The design is likewise remarkable, as unlike numerous other dark panel grow lights, this one accompanies a white reflector panel that has bubble-like designs on top of it, giving it an interesting look.

Technical Specs and Lighting

On the off chance that you're worried about technical specifications, this grow light requires an input voltage between 85-265 volts (AC). This unit is outfitted with 120 bits of 5W LED chips. Each LED light bulb has been painstakingly positioned so your plants receive the highest possible light intensity and density.

Moreover, it has a centering point of 90–120 degrees, which helps the radiated light spread equally while still communicating energy zeroed in on the particular spot you need. The Mars 600W LED grow light is fit for delivering PAR or PPFD consequences of around 440–455 umol at a level of 18".

With the help of 225 LEDs, it produces a total output equivalent to 600 watts of lighting. The lumen output of the Mars Hydro 600 watt system is 12631 lumens.

Light Spectrum

It is a full-spectrum grow light, meaning it conveys the reds as well as the blues and mirrors the normal sunlight intently. Notwithstanding, you can't switch between red and blue or veg and bloom lights, and that can be an issue for certain growers.

The presence of an IR light here is likewise very valuable for your plants, particularly during the flowering phase. These lights also provide an extremely high standard for every lumen output, resulting in the vast majority of the light being consumed all around well by the plants, resulting in significantly superior growth. This assists the growers in getting the highest possible yield per square foot.

Power Consumption

In terms of power consumption, this grow light is a clear winner! It gives a 600W output while consuming just around 100W of power from the power socket.

Perhaps no other grow light at a comparable price offers better power consumption. Aside from being very beautiful and consuming less energy, the grow light is also extremely safe to use and has been certified by various global organizations, including the CE and the ETL.

Cooling and Temperature

This 600W LED board is outfitted with two great cooling fans and an advanced aluminum heat sink for enormous heat dissemination. Furthermore, the cooling capability is somewhat peaceful during activity.

It also has a massive pin cushion heat sink, which keeps the temperature inside your small grow tent significantly cooler than other HPS or MH grow lights.

Besides, with a decent-quality, fair-grow tent with ideal ventilation, this board will work like magic.

Product Warranty

These LED grow lights will run for around 50,000 hours before a replacement is essential. This quality allows you to have more than five and a half years before any of them cause you trouble.

Besides, all products manufactured by Mars Hydro accompany a 3-year restricted warranty and a 30-day return policy. However, for warranty terms, we'll suggest actually checking their policy exhaustively for more information.

Final Verdict

This is an excellent grow light if you are a small-scale grower or a beginner, assuming you are looking for an additional light to support your plants, or on the other hand, if you are looking for a reinforcement grow light.

Whether you have plant shelves set up or you need to utilize a grow tent, the Mars Hydro TS 600 offers fantastic elements while remaining affordable. Moreover, the Mars Hydro 600w LED is pretty energy-effective compared with other products available.

The elements we have talked about above make the Mars Hydro TS 600 one of the best LED grow lights for beginners available on the market.

#mars hydro #mars hydro led grow light #mars hydro 600w #600w led grow light #small led grow lights #affordable led grow light #mars hydro review #led grow light

[sheepinsane]

Week 2 veg

My babies.

Growing

#weedsociety #cannabis #weedporn #vegetation #indoors #seed #growing #mars hydro

[gomezboswell]

กัญชาทางการแพทย์

ประชุมเชิงปฏิบัติการ การเบิกจ่ายชดเชยการใช้น้ำมันกัญชาและสารสกัดกัญชาในระบบ สปสช. Netflix เอาจริง มุ่งพัฒนา Cloud Gaming Platform ของตัวเองพัฒนาเพื่อให้ผู้คนสามารถเล่นเกมผ่านระบบคลาวด์และขยายการใช้งานไปยังระบบ PCs และ TVs... Gartner Inc. ไฟ ปลูก กัญชา 1000w เผย 10 เทรนด์เชิงกลยุทธ์ทางเทคโนโลยี สำหรับปี 2023 ที่องค์กรธุรกิจสามารถนำเทรนด์ไปปรับใช้และปรับตัวได้สำหรับปีหน้า ซึ่งทั้ง 10 เทรนด์สามารถแบ่งออกเป็น 4 ธีมด้วยกัน ได้... ระบบสารสนเทศฐานข้อมูลโครงการประกวดโครงงานวิทยาศาสตร์ สำหรับนักศึกษา กศน. ในไตรมาสนี้ Netflix ประกาศผลประกอบการด้วยรายได้รวมกว่า 7,926 ล้านดอลลาร์สหรัฐ ซึ่งเพิ่มขึ้น 5.9% จากปีก่อนหน้า และมีจำนวนผู้ใช้งานเพิ่มขึ้นทั่วโลก 2.forty one ล้านบัญชี ในจำนวนนั้น เป็นผู... ฐานข้อมูลโครงการประกวดโครงงานวิทยาศาสตร์ สำหรับนักศึกษา กศน. การขออนุญาตเพื่อผลิตผลิตภัณฑ์สุขภาพ (พืชกัญชง) ในกำกับ ของ อย. โจรใต้ลอบบึ้มทหารพรานเจ็บ 5 รถพังยับ ขณะนำกำลังพลป่วยกลับจากรพ. สทนช.เผยสถานการณ์น้ำท่วมขังเริ่มคลี่คลาย คาดกลับคืนสู่ภาวะปกติกลาง พ.ย. © 2021 กรุงเทพธุรกิจ มีเดีย จำกัด.

#ปลูกกัญชา #ไฟบาร์ กัญชา #ไฟปลูกต้นกัญชา #mars hydro

[thcscout]

HOW I GREW DISPENSARY QUALITY WEED FROM START TO FINISH ( Barney’s Farm Tropicana Banana Harvest )

HOW I GREW DISPENSARY QUALITY WEED FROM START TO FINISH ( Barney’s Farm Tropicana Banana Harvest )

This is a beginner cannabis grow , featuring every stage from germination-through flower , cure , and harvest , and how I grew fire organic cannabis in my closet . This video took me several weeks to put together, so please leave any feedback you may have ! #BarneysFarm #SeedToHarvest #Cannabis CHECK OUT PART 2 !! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7j5RE7kItpg&t=1123s APPAREL & MORE…

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[yandere-daydreams]

tw - implied non/con, nonconsensual drug use, obsessive behavior, and gn!reader.

It was starting to rain.

When you’d let yourself into Neuvillette’s office, the sky had been clear and blue, the sun shining so brightly that you’d had to squint whenever you were facing the floor-to-ceiling windows that lined the wall behind his desk, but clouds had gathered since then, smothering the light and casting the world in a dull, grey hue – only interrupted by the occasional bolt of webbed lightening or crack of thunder. It hadn’t started to fall yet, but it would. You’d lived in Fontaine long enough to know that storms never stopped at just an overcast sky.

You tried to find a window, to check if you could see the haze of rain in the distance, but your body ached at the thought of moving, a sharp shock of pain running from the pit of your stomach to the back of your throat. With some difficulty, you managed to turn your head, but a gloved hand wrapped around your chin and dragged you back into place before you could so much as hope to check on the storm’s progress. You let your eyes drift back to Neuvillette, a small frown tugging at the corner of your lips, but he seemed unaffected, too busy rutting his hips against yours and groping at your waist to notice your disappointment. He was probably distracted. Even in his best moments, he tended to be more oblivious than his stoic demeanor would let on. You loved your job, treasured the opportunity to tend to such an extensive archive, but your boss could be airheaded, prone to burying himself in his work for days at a time and taking hours to do little more than admire the way the sea broke against the shore. Things like your petty, mortal concerns weren’t really worth his attention.

…it was Neuvillette above you, right? You were still in his office, splayed across one of his velvet-lined love seats, and you could remember sharing a cup of tea with him after you stopped by to drop off the case files he’d requested, but this didn’t feel like something Neuvillette would do, and it didn’t look like Neuvillette above you. You could recognize a few disconnected features – silver hair, fine clothes, porcelain skin – but they were all misplaced, all distorted to the point of complete unrecognizability. His hair was unbound, falling around you in thick curtains and casting the world around you in a bleary haze of ivory, and his clothes were in a similar state of disarray, silk and leather wrinkled and disheveled, his shirt and undercoat torn open to reveal his heaving chest. His skin was worst of all, stained with a dull pink flush and marred with sweat and drool. His lips were bruised, swollen, and you could see a thin line of azure scales creeping up the side of his throat, slowly infecting his—

That pointed, acidic pain ran through you again, but you tried to ignore it, to block it out, to think about other things. Things you could understand. Things like the rain. You could hear it, now – pattering against glass, creating a near-deafening fog of numbing white noise. In the absence of anything else to occupy yourself with, your mind turned backward, first to the strange, bitter taste of the tea he’d served you, then further, to when you started your work with Neuvillette and how comforted you’d been by his steady hand and gentle smile. Eventually, you uncovered a well-buried conversation you’d had with your neighbor when you first came to Fontaine, something about a saying her children liked to repeat to the point of nausea when the rainfall forced them inside. It was about a monster, or... was it a dragon? It was hard to remember. It was hard to think.

You felt something wet fall onto your cheek. A raindrop, you figured, even if you couldn’t imagine the Palais Mermonia ever springing a leak. There was another, then another, raining down freely until you managed to lift a hand, finding Neuvillette’s cheek. “Hydro Dragon, Hydro Dragon,” you mumbled, your voice rough, hoarse, barely above a whisper. “Please don’t cry.”

A hitched sob, a face buried in the dip of your shoulder, Neuvillette’s skin cold as ice against your own. You couldn’t bring yourself to care about the chill, the dampness, the throbbing ache now stitched into the fabric of your being, what little energy you still had waning until you couldn’t bear to keep your eyes open, until you were just some limp item underneath him. It was all you could do to hope that, by the time you woke up, the Neuvillette looking after you would be your own, that you’d be able to do more than blink and dream.

It was all you could do to hope that, by then, the storm will have passed and you’d be able to see the sun again.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabble #yandere genshin impact #genshin impact #yandere genshin x reader #genshin x reader #yandere genshin imagines #genshin imagines #yandere neuvillette #neuvillette x reader #yanderecore #yancore

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

“Hydro Horsepower Means Seapower!” Toronto Star. February 4, 1932. Page 4. ---- Ontario’s Shipyards Build 37 Types of Ships To Help Win the War! ---- Down the ways in busy Ontario shipyards come a long line of corvettes and cargo ships, mine-sweepers and patrol boats - 37 types of ships - swiftly adding to the Royal Canadian Navy and our Merchant Marine. In Canada’s victory program, sea strength is of paramount importance.

And from keel-laying to launching, Hydro-Electric energy is indispensable. Day and night, thousands of workers in ‘the yards’ use their full share of 500,000 electrical horsepower supplied by Hydro to Ontario’s wartime industries. In other plants scattered all over the Province other thousands of workers on machines powered by Hydro are producing steel, engines and equipment to feed these shipyards.

Today, ever Ontario citizen desires to do his utmost and can therefore take pride in the fact that Hydro is providing well over 2,000,000 h.p. to assure the victory program and to maintain all essential services.

Because Hydro is vital to victory we must all be economical in its use in shop and home - not only to conserve electricity, but, also, to save many metals and materials which are essential to the production of weapons of war. Let Victory come first!

TO SAVE ELECTRIC CURRENT Operate your electric range with the automatic switches according to directions. Cook several dishes at one time in the range oven, using only on the bottom element. Never leave heating elements on ‘high’ a moment longer than necessary. Have your electric dealer or local ‘Hydro’ keep your appliances in good repair. REMEMBER - it’s YOUR

HYDRO

SYSTEM

Our War Effort Relies On It....Your Community Depends On It ...Your Support Makes It Strong...Brought to you by The Hydro-Electric Power Commission of Ontario

#hydro-electric commission #hydro one #hydro-electric plant #shipyards #victory bonds #victory bond campaign #corvettes #destroyers #royal canadian navy #electric grid #feeding mars #canada during world war 2

[thetempleofhades]

victors and fools

i just finished the whole lyney and lynette court case and oh my god..... i had to write something out for it because i'm full of ideas and no way to get them out other than my silly little brain rots.

it's surprising that a crime could take place in such a place as The Opera Epiclese, but you're not surprised that Furina is taking her chance to try and prove herself superior to the powerful outlander, especially after her first attempt was foiled by none other than the accused.

But even then, you don't interfere. You see no reason to, after all Furina would never stoop as low as falsely accusing someone to get her way, neither you nor Neuvillette would allow her to go that far.

Speaking of Neuvillette, he's one of the other reasons you're not interfering. He takes his job of Chief Justice seriously, as he should, for the sake of Fontaine and the justice it upholds. So, the outcome will be the truth.

You don't really care about any of that, you want to see the Traveler in action as an attorney. It should be funny enough to see them bring Furina down a peg.

As much as you adored her, she could be arrogant at times. Sly and demanding, you usually didn't mind but her near desperation to prove herself above the traveller and paimon was becoming annoying.

You sat in a seat that had been guided to, where everyone could only look up and see you, watching it all pass on with amusement or a contemplating look.

as the trial came to its conclusion and Furina's accusation was proved wrong, she looked over at you as you got up. Your starry eyes glanced over at her, unreadable.

That was new. You always allowed yourself to be an open book around those of your acolytes that you spent your times with. Usually a smile graced your face as you looked at her but a frown marred your lips as you turned and left, not stopping even as she ran out after you, shouting after you.

"Y-your Grace!" She called out for you, easily catching up to your slowed pace as she looked up at you, a nervous guilt in her eyes. "I-If I had only known-"

"You accused him and instigated a second duel with the traveler." You mused, looking down at her, the look on your face indicating that you were thinking. "....To prove that you were above them, above the other Archons?"

She frantically tried to figure out if you were truly upset at her. There was no rain or thunder or anything indicating that Teyvat had responded to you upset feelings. She relaxed only a bit. "I am above them! All of them! They were defeated so easily, I won't be. B... But, I will no longer regard them as a threat..."

You looked down at her for a moment as if looking right into her soul before you sighed, the same ever-suffering sigh you always let out when she caused chaos and dragged it right to you. "Haah, what will I do with you?" You rubbed your face gently. "You can be so irritatingly arrogant sometimes. Don't tell me you did this just because you're jealous of the attention and praise i gave them?"

Furina turned her face away from him, leading you to raise an eyebrow down at her form. "...Okay, I won't tell you anything, Your Grace."

"You're insufferable." You sighed as you started to walk forward again, not saying a word as she hurried to catch up to you once more, clinging to your arm. "....That dessert shop you like is still open, do you still want to get dessert? 'One must always have dessert after entertainment'." You imitated her voice in the last part, still looking forward.

She smiled brightly up at you, still clinging to you. "Mmm! Your Grace knows me so well, I'm honored! Let's get dessert!" She seemed happy by it so you let it be.

Just another day for the Hydro Archon and the Creator of Teyvat.

#sagau #genshin sagau #genshin impact sagau #sagau x reader #sagau cult au #genshin cult au #self aware genshin #sagau furina #fontaine #i actually really love fontaine so far. its so blue!!! which is my favorite color of all times

[selunamor]

✙ ocean / sea themed npts ₊ ˚ ⊹ 🪸

꒰ names ﹕ cerumae. searya. corelle. pearline. neptune. pacifica. shelle, seashelle. sirenne. coastelle. isla. hydropha. celesea. maritren.

꒰ pronouns ﹕ sea / seas. hy / hydro. aqua / aqua. cor / coral. tropi / tropical. ocea / ocean. re / reef. mar / marine.

꒰ titles ﹕ that thing under the sea. the one kissed by the moon. the drowned. the tidal ruler. the goddess of the seas. prn who roams the coral reef. the aquatic entity.

✧﹒ notes ⊰ prn can be replaced with any pronouns of your choosing, also you can change any nouns in titles to better fit your liking. maritren is a shortening of “ mariana trench ”

#✙ ⊰ appellations #npt #npt list #npt suggestions #npt ideas #npt pack #name suggestions #name list #name ideas #pronouns #pronoun ideas #pronoun sets #pronoun list #neopronouns #xenopronouns #title suggestions #title ideas #title list

[chickenkupo]

Just My Luck - Chapter 2

Summary: As Wriothesley and Neuvillette continue their sensual activities, more starts to develop about his current situation and steps moving forward. What's this about the claim law? Why is he having to meet with other people? One final return to his land? A single wish?

Wait, he didn't ask for this choker!

Recommendations: Kinda obvious, but I highly suggest reading the first work under this, Just My Luck, for more background and spicy scenes.

Warnings: General audience, some hints of spicier scenes, but this is building up to more *wink, wink, nudge, nudge*. Neuv is possessive as always, and it gets even worse here, so if you're not into that, this isn't for you. Religious tones, cause they're gods and all that. Consent? Pfft, you're happy here, don't worry about it. This has not been beta-read, this is shit from my head that I was like damn, I kinda wanna write that and yall seemed to like the last one so here's the next part. As promised, this will be a Tumblr exclusive for a few days, until I get back from my convention. It will then be posted on AO3, probably late Sunday, so if you follow me on there, if you want you can leave a kudos, comment, random recipe, idgaf, just enjoy it.

Also, this is hilariously long again, and I'm writing this THE NIGHT BEFORE I FREAKING LEAVE FOR MY CONVENTION WHEN I SHOULD BE CON CRUNCHING MORE GRRRRRR MY BRAAAAIN

Enjoy :D

Time was lost upon Wriothesley as him and the hydro god Neuvillette shared many more intimate moments, wrapped up in each other and exploring every inch of their bodies. Hours, days, or even weeks could have passed for all he knew. The moment that he would pass out from pure bliss, he would awaken only to be fucked again by the god, repeatedly, either quick repeated sessions, or long and sensual ones. Regardless, he would be completely lost to his senses either way. The two would only take breaks to either make sure that Wriothesley was well nourished or needed to be freshened up. At first, Wriothesley still held a small sense of apprehension to the situation at hand, but once he started to repeatedly lose himself to pleasure, his body and soul almost seemed to ache and crave more from his newfound god and owner. What was once slight resistance turned into complete acceptance, and Neuvillette was more than willing to indulge.

This morning, however, was much different from the rest. Instead of being woken up by coaxing hands, or a long, draconic-like tongue caressing his body all over, Wriothesley instead awoke, wrapped up in the smooth, silk sheets of their bed, completely alone and without that damned draconic tongue running up and down his body, or his sharp claws tracing his muscles and leaving behind a light red, possessive trail. Instead, his body was well rested, no marks marring his body that he could see, and he knew for a fact that before half of this divine room had been put in a state of disarray with their brutal love making, but upon viewing the room once his eyes focused from his previous state of sleep, he saw that the room was utterly spotless and was in the same condition he found it in, as if nothing had ever happened.

Confused, Wriothesley raised himself to sit up, slowly, wincing as he took his time moving his limbs and settling himself at the edge of the bed. In an odd sense, Wriothesley took comfort in the soreness that he felt all over, it was a sure symbol that he didn’t dream up any of their interactions, blushing as he started to slowly remember certain memories of their coupling, of the moans, growls, begging…

Yeah, he needed to stop there before he had another problem to take care of. Blushing deeper, he realized that he was completely nude and scrambled to grab the soft sheets of the bed and draped it over himself to hide his body. Though at this rate the hydro dragon surely knew his body in detail, probably better than he himself knew it, he didn’t want to run the chances of someone entering and seeing himself in such a state. After taking a moment to mentally prepare himself, he stood up with the sheets draped over and around his body, his muscles protesting lightly at his movements. Since there was still no other presence with him, he decided to review his surroundings, he supposed that it wasn’t every day that a human such as himself would be claimed by a god and brought to their heavenly home, so ought as well to see what this god collected. If the stories he heard as a child were true about dragons, he was sure to see some treasures the likes of which the eyes of man may have never seen before.

As he started to explore bookshelf after bookshelf, he found all sorts of trinkets ranging from golden cased scrolls, to tablets with odd writings of a language long forgotten, to even fragments of broken weapons that seemed as ancient as time itself. Wriothesley was tempted to touch these artifacts, but somehow, he could sense a pulsating energy from all of them, and he wasn’t really in the mood to test what kind of reaction they would have with him if he made any sort of contact. Continuing onward, he observed rows of books in countless different languages, paintings that adorned the walls that depicted scenes, he assumed, were of different events in history, all intricately detailed and almost seemed to weave into each other, as if it were a giant storybook come to life. His eyes widened as he walked up to the last piece of art, gripping the sheets that were hugging his body tightly to his person, heart racing as he tried to process what he was seeing.

The portrait that stood before him was a realistic painting of Neuvillette, perfectly depicted in the same robes Wriothesley saw when he was first ushered to this place, standing in front of a watery throne within a court with a masked audience around him. Neuvillette’s arm extended with his clawed hand grasping a long, beautiful, jeweled chain, embedded with gorgeous glimmering gemstones of black, grey and white, that connected to a choker on the individual that was in front of him. That figure that stood before him was wearing the choker, had very similar black and grey hair, scarred skin and wore robes which matched the colors of the choker, and just as magnificent as the robes that Neuvillette wore. It was undeniable that the person in the portrait was himself, and that struck fear into his very being. His mind couldn’t comprehend what the picture meant, and he didn’t want to stay and find out. All the euphoria that he experienced when having endless sex with Neuvillette before seemed to fade from his mind as panic started to arise. He wasn’t even sure what he wanted to do, he had no idea the layout of where he was at now, no telling how many gods were likely just around the corner to capture him and bring him back to the hydro dragon god.

Right as Wriothesley was about to turn around and debate thinking of escape plans, he felt familiar arms wrap around his torso from behind, pressing him against a very familiar, slim but chiseled chest, lips pressed against his neck, delivering light kisses. Wriothesley sighed as he relaxed into the grip, cuddling his head closer to the one assaulting his neck, now with nipping love bites. Previous thoughts eluded him as his body started to readily accept the familiar touches of his god, knowing its home and proper place before his mind did.

“Mm...” the dragon rumbled; lips felt against Wriothesley’s neck in a smirk. The dragon was pleased, Wriothesley’s body already being trained so well to respond to him and know who owned him. The claimed man let out a small moan, a call that was all too familiar with Neuvillette. His claimed wanted more, and only from him. Normally, he would be swift to take the two of them to bed and continue to ravage his body. However, more important matters were at hand. Though, the dragon couldn’t resist, his clawed hands pulling at the fabric that was wrapped around his claimed, lowering it so that more of his toned chest and abs were exposed, of which his hands continued to explore and grope, possessively.

As Neuvillette continued to overstimulate Wriothesley by giving his neck and torso attention, there was a sudden sound of a clasp being locked, and Wriothesley felt an odd sensation around his neck that felt much too still to be the one he was familiar with, as the dragon’s tongue would be massaging it by now and licking up and down, leaving wet, possessive trails behind. No, this, this felt like a collar…a…

“Choker…?” Wriothesley managed to grunt out, trying to break the haze that was in his mind like a fortified fortress.

The arms that were wrapped around him let him loose, a hand still placed on his back for support as the powerful hold that was placed on Wriothesley to keep him distracted was suddenly lifted. The man staggered forward a bit, regaining his senses and control, as his hands immediately reached up to his neck to feel the chained choker that was securely placed, and not moving an inch, no matter how hard he tried to remove it. The force he put on it didn’t even affect the light pressure it gave as a constant reminder that it was there. No, the choker refused to harm him in any way, but it also refused to release him.

Wriothesley looked around the room and noticed a long mirror that was placed on one of the walls, of course elegantly decorated, almost overly so. He quickly ran over and took note of his appearance, hands still tightly grasped around that which was currently binding his neck. As it was in the painting, so it was in person. The same exact collar was dressing the skin of his neck, with a chain leading off that appeared to fade into thin air at about the third or fourth link down, as if it weren’t even fully part of reality.

As if sensing his confusion, Neuvillette gently tightened his hand into a firm grip, and there in his grasp was more of the chain that directly connected to Wriothesley that suddenly took on full physical and solid form with the added tension from the god, tugging ever so slightly on it. Instantly, Wriothesley felt a gentle pull towards Neuvillette, glaring at him. Neither had to exchange words for them both to understand that each knew what this meant, though the claimed did have a remaining question for the god.

“How far? How far are you able to do that from?” Wriothesley asked, trying to growl his words out to give some form of intimidation, but it only came out in a feeble whimper, of which he was embarrassed, but nothing he could do about that now.

Neuvillette, in response, offered him a wide, handsome smile, the light within the room bouncing off his figure, as helping him to gloat about his omnipotence.

“There is no world too far, no heaven too high nor hell too deep, where you won’t be connected to me.”

The look of finality in Neuvillette’s eyes gave Wriothesley the horrific assurance that the hydro dragon god was not lying, could he even lie to Wriothesley? There was no sense of escape from him, and it even felt down in his core that the sooner that he accepted this, the sooner he could live.

Wriothesley turned back to his mirror image, looking at the newly formed bruises on his neck and how they were already beginning to fade. He could only imagine the sorts of changes his body had undergone, having been in the realm of the gods for so long now, and having exchanged bodily fluids with a god, himself. Though, one scarring did remain, the night of the first claiming when Neuvillette bit him, the scars from that bite persisted, never healing, only shown off in emphasis by the choker, as there was a wide circular gap on the exact spot of the bite scars, as if to blatantly show any idiot that dared show interest that Wriothesley was taken, by one the highest level of divinity existing.

There wasn’t much that Wriothesley could ask his god next, but the obvious.

“Well, what do we do now? What else are you going to do to me?” asked Wriothesley, looking at the god in question, his arms closing in on himself to try to make himself smaller, subconsciously.

Neuvillette simply stared at him for a moment, taking in his somewhat ruined form. The sheets were barely hanging onto his claimed now and though the bruises were beginning to fade, their presence was still there. A sense of satisfaction emitted from Neuvillette in the form of a low rumble of approval. There would be no questioning his ownership of Wriothesley now, and if anyone dared, they would be met with the fury of an enraged god, and no one would be there to save them.

After looking over Wriothesley for a little longer, Neuvillette finally decided to answer his question.

“I believe it would be nice for you to get acquainted with other claimed from your homeland of Fontaine. It will do you some good to hear from others in your same, albeit a small bit, different situation. From there, I will grant you one last visit to your old lands, and one final request before you are spirited away back here, to your new home for good, as the claiming law permits. Meeting and conversing with these individuals may help you come to a decision.” Neuvillette stated, not his face not giving way to any emotion, as his gaze was directly on his claimed, observing.

At the mention of having one last visit to his home, Wriothesley’s eyes lit up, only to simmer back down once Neuvillette made it very clear that this is a one and done sort of situation. There will be no going back after the allowance, no returning. His body even felt like it was repulsed by the idea of returning to a world that was so harsh to it, constantly in some sort of pain, suffering or form of anxiety. It craved the warmness of the skies here, the fulfillment that his god would constantly bring him, no worries in the world, only bliss and contentment in this new world that he still barely understood. But his mind, his mind knew that he needed to check in on his adoptive family one last time, the love he had for family fiercely flowed through him.

“Right…when will this meeting take place, then? I doubt presenting myself in my current state would be appropriate.” Wriothesley said rather carelessly, letting his thoughts flow freely.

At the mention of others taking view of his body like this, Neuvillette growled, fiercely, his eyes lighting up in a fit of jealously. No one was to view his claimed like this, ever. This was a treat, a blessing, that Wriothesley could only bestow to him and him alone.

“H-Hey! I said I wouldn’t! Tch-!” Wriothesley cried out in frustration, holding the sheets even more tightly to his body, a blush appearing on his cheeks. The thought of a god wanting him like this and becoming so possessive made him feel embarrassed in a way, but he did delight in it a bit, that he would not deny.

“Do not even fathom such events in your mind, or speak them into existence. You are my claimed, by my right. No one is viewing you like this but me. Do you understand, Wriothesley?” Neuvillette asked, his hand raised and once more held into a tight fist, pulling the chain to give a noticeable tug.

Wriothesley jerked forward a bit, catching himself, as he began to look up and glare at Neuvillette, but simmered down once he saw the fury in the dragon’s eyes. A chill went down his spine, noting that his own existence could be extinguished like a simple afterthought, if Neuvillette so deemed it. Instead, he bowed his head in respect.

“I-I apologize, it won’t happen again, I was out of line for even speaking of that.” Wriothesley admitted, a part of him hating that he was displaying such a level of submission, but at the very core of his soul, he knew that this would be the new normal for him.

“You will be meeting with them this afternoon. I will have my servants come and deliver your clothes. You are to either remain under the sheets in the bed or go to an adjoining room until they are done delivering your garments. From there, they will lead you to where you need to go. I will remove myself from the situation, so that your final request will come more clearly to you without my influence.” Neuvillette stated, but spoke no further after that, waiting for Wriothesley to respond.

“Alright then, I suppose...? How do I address you now, anyway, given our set of circumstances?” Wriothesley asked, in genuine curiosity.

Without a moment of hesitation, Neuvillette offered a simple reply.

 “Husband. You may call me your husband, dear wife.”

•

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Wriothesley couldn’t believe his eyes, once the servants of demigods and lesser gods left him to his own devices, having delivered him to an elegant garden outside of what appeared to be a giant mansion. He spent a decent amount of time wondering about, taking in the sights of fauna that he had never seen the likes of before. Beautiful, blooming flowers, with petals so large they could be mistaken for giant leaves. Normally he’d be having a sneezing fit by now, but as he continued to walk through what felt like constant mazes of twists and turns, his nose never once started to sting or eyes starting to water. This place was perfect, too perfect.

It didn’t take long before he came to a more open section of the garden, with silver tables strewn about, plates of pastries, coffees and other fine assortments on small serving platters at each. He expected for such a place to be quite crowded, but instead it appeared that there were only a handful of others, and from their lack of a powerful aura, as well as similar spectacular adornments around their necks, that these must be the claimed that Neuvillette had mentioned earlier. He knew for certain that Neuvillette wouldn’t have let him wonder about and encounter anyone that he wasn’t supposed to.

Wriothesley, nervously, adjusted the tie of his suit, making sure that it hung lazily around his neck. He was never the one to be dressed so fancily, and although he enjoyed the colors of the suit that matched those of the binding choker, he still felt out of place. Simple rags and clothes were fine for him, but there was no way, especially now being a claimed, that he would be allowed to do such a thing anymore. He’d simply have to get used to all the abundant elegance, as much as it currently annoyed him.

“Monsieur! Monsieur! Are you the new claimed from Fontaine? I simply must have a word with you, I have so many questions!” A lively voice giggled at him from a table near where he was standing. Looking over, Wriothesley took note of a young woman with long, lusciously curled blonde hair and the brightest, peppiest blue eyes he had ever seen, and a face with slight makeup that accented everything beautiful about her. A light breeze picked up, as she made a struggling sound, trying to keep her heavily decorated hat atop her head, her gorgeous amber and black coded dress moving in the breeze with her. Though women weren’t his taste, he would be a fool to not admit that she was stunning, with such a kind and playful charm.

A light tugging could be felt around his neck, a clear warning. Wriothesley mentally sighed to himself, growling in his mind that he could appreciate the appearance of someone without it being a threat. The tightness subsided, but slowly. His husband was a rather jealous god, wasn’t he?

“Here! Let me get that for you!” Wriothesley cried out as he reached for it, but the young woman was able to hold the hat back down to her head just in time, swatting away his hand with a simple motion, making sure to not make any physical contact with him.

“Oh, no, it’s fine! I appreciate the gesture for help, though. You’re new here but I’m sure you already know that our gods are rather…peculiar about who is allowed to touch their claimed, and mine is certainly no different. I’m honestly surprised they agreed for us to have such a private, introduction with each other! So, less chance of angering them, the better, you know?” The young woman giggled, with a bright smile. She didn’t seem phased by any of the situation or upset in the slightest. In fact, her eyes started even shining more brightly as she picked up a small macaroon from the serving tray, happily munching on it.

“Ah! Where are my manners?! I apologize, when I see sweets, my mind tends to wander!” The young woman cleans her hands off with a neatly woven napkin. “The name is Navia, Navia Caspar! Leader of the Spina di Rosula!” Navia giggled, with a slight bow of her head.

Wriothesley stared at her, almost in awe and with some slight confusion, as he tried to piece this information together. Navia took notice of this, her smile fading as there was a sense of concern growing within her that was quite evident. After Wriothesley took notice of her change in attitude, he cleared his throat as he took a sip of tea that had suddenly appeared, already poured for him. No doubt something that his husband was probably responsible for, in some sort of way. Especially since it was his favorite flavor, which just enough sugar and milk to soothe his nerves.

As he calmed down a bit, Wriothesley looked up at Navia’s worried eyes, and finally decided to speak on the matter. “Miss…Navia, I apologize. I didn’t mean to bring any sort of worry to you but, I’m going to be honest. I find it hard to believe what you told me, but your name matches and from what I remember hearing through stories as a kid I just…” Wriothesley sighed, as he continued. “The Spina di Rosula, that was an ancient organization, there’s not even that many texts about it, adults told us stories about the group, like they would be watching us from the shadows and if we were bad, they’d take us away. I didn’t think that you all were real…” continues, in awe and a tad bit of regret. It was probably best if he had just kept his mouth shut, but a part of himself felt like she deserved to know what he did.

Navia stared at him, almost in a glare, as if he were trying to offend her with such ridiculous information. But, as he continued to stare and notice that his reaction and words were probably genuine, her frown deepened as a part of her seemed to break out of whatever hold this realm seemed to establish on the claimed individuals.

“W-what do you mean…? Of course, we were real! Royalty of Fontaine hired us for information collection, bodyguard services! Kids didn’t fear us, they wanted to join us!” She yelled out, hands slamming down on the table, the goodies on the serving tray being moved ajar due to the outburst. Wriothesley merely sat back in a shocked expression, not saying another word and making the situation worse than what it was. Though, surprisingly, Navia seemed to gather herself, fixing her dress and hat, and sighing in defeat.

“I apologize for my outburst there. It’s not often that I meet people from my nation and I, I forget that time moves differently here. I truly do not know how much time has passed and I just assumed you might be from my period…” Navia explained, with a small, sad smile.

“Ah, no, it’s completely my fault and I apologize. I shouldn’t have just blurted all of that out like that, and I’m completely lost when it comes to the passage of time here. Do you have any idea how it works?” Wriothesley asked, hoping to step away from the sensitive topic, while also trying to get enough information out of her to come to some logical conclusion.

“No, I wish I did. Every time a new claimed comes, they’re from all different time periods, or even worlds. It’s been extremely difficult to try to keep up from and when we were. I’m sorry, I wish I could offer more help!” Navia stated, pure disappointment playing through her voice.

“No, no, don’t apologize.” Wriothesley stated, trying to wave off her statement, but taking note of the information, or lack thereof, that she provided. “Sorry, I came to this…place, with little to no information on how any of this works so I’m just trying to piece it together.”

“Ah! Well, that makes two of us! But sometimes you can’t help but just come to terms with it, you know? You were claimed, same as I, and well, this is our current world and maybe giving it all up for someone else to figure out for us isn’t so bad…” Navia began to trail off.

As she was about to continue their conversation, three other individuals started to walk forward towards their table, one more so rushing towards them than the other two.

“Ah, hello friends, welcome! What a magnificent day, wouldn’t you agree?” A young male’s voice rang out, as he took to taking the seat between Wriothesley and Navia, twisting a top hat in his hands, before tossing it into the air and catching it was ease, doing a little chuckle as he did so, obviously loving to show off.

“Really, brother? Must you be so insufferable as of late? The moment you hear of a new claimed from Fontaine, you absolutely go off the deep end…” Another voice of a young woman popped up, taking another seat closer to Navia, noticeably different from the rest as a pair of cat ears were poking out of her head, and a thin cat tail swooshing behind her in annoyance, her simple dress swaying in the slight breeze as well. A third, smaller, figure took the last seat between the two of them, in a simple suit and hat, keeping his head down, blushing lightly. “Brother…” the smallest one warned, while keeping rather reserved.

“Well, dear sister, it’s not every day that Monsieur Neuvillette takes an interest in anyone…in fact, I think this is the first time! Imagine that! The stoic judge, finally laying the law of claim down on someone. You truly must be extraordinary, Wriothesley!” The young man cheered, a devilish smirk plastered on his face, earning a gaze from his sister across the table.

“Lyney! You act like you’re so casual about the Iudex, show some respect!” She hisses, literally hisses at him.

“Wait, how do you know my name?” Wriothesley finally manages to speak up, looking at the trio. Navia stares at them as well, though a small fraction of a smile gives way that she knows more to the situation than he does.

“Well, duh! That’s our job! Father makes sure that we have information on just about everyone as soon as possible.” Lyney shrugs, as he leans back in his seat, looking at Wriothesley almost as if what he asked could have been taken as a joke.

“Wait, father…do you mean your god is like a father figure towards you three?” Wriothesley pressed, eager to learn more.

“Mn, that is correct. Not every claimed is under the same circumstances. For you and Navia, your gods chose you as spouses, or mates, and developed a strong relationship through that route of a bond. However, our father took pity on us, as we grew up on the streets of Fontaine as orphans, doing little magic shows or other various street performances to survive. Father kept attending our shows, and we managed to pique their interests. Wasn’t long after that when Father evoked the law of claim, and after appearing in court to Neuvillette, was approved not one, but three claims. It was a rare case, but Father is well, our father now, and strives to teach us about the world and give us the lives we never had, which we should be forever thankful for, right, brothers?” The young lady addressed the other two, having explained all of this to Wriothesley in a rather strict, and yet almost bored voice.

“Y-yes, Lynette…” The smallest boy stuttered out, still choosing to keep his head low, eyes refusing to meet anyone else’s. The boy might shatter if that managed to happen, giving how reclusive he seemed.

“Ah, my dear sister Lynette has such a way with words, doesn’t she?” Lyney states, almost in a dreamful manner, his performance personality surely shining through his every action, it seemed. “Now, let’s get to know you a little more, Wriothesley, plus I’m curious to know how Fontaine is doing here of late. I can only imagine a considerable amount of time has passed since we were claimed.” Lyney says, urging Wriothesley to share his story and any information he may have.

Wriothesley cleared his throat, after taking some more sips of the most delicious tea he’s ever had and tells them every bit of information that they requested of him, and more so. He tells them about the hardships he faced as an orphan with his abusive, adoptive family, how he strove to protect his adoptive brothers and sisters, and what lengths he went through to ensure their well beings. He continues, now adding in the information oh so graciously provided by Neuvillette, where the god had placed such a curse on him to ruin his luck, forcing him towards hardships to help build himself towards deserving a claim from him.

Navia frowns halfway through his story, giving him soft looks of pity, while the other three engage in further conversation.

“Ah, the mighty Iudex works in mysterious ways. A little tough in my opinion, but who am I to judge? Certainly not me towards the actual judge, that’s for sure!” Lyney chuckles, while his sister groans at his obvious attempt at a joke.

“W-Wriothesley…? Are you ready for one last back trip back…soon…?” The small, young boy managed to barely whisper out, but all of them were attentive enough to pay attention and listen, not urging him to speak louder or bring further attention to him. Navia and Wriothesley safely assumed that they were all lucky that he managed to speak at all, especially bringing up a question by himself without any pressuring.

“Is, is this normal? For people like us, I mean?” Wriothesley asked, looking at all of them around the table. All eyes were on him, with a sweet, understanding tone and yet, there was still a hint of sadness and awareness about something that he was dying to figure out.

“Surprisingly, yes, unless the claimed really made their god mad, or earned some sort of divine punishment. After making the claim official with the placing of a collar, necklace, or some sort of other way of marking around the neck, the claimed is usually granted one last visit to their homeland, and one wish while on that visit. Of course, it can’t be anything that would lead to a breaking of the bond, and if you tried to grant yourself distance with the wish from them, don’t bother. It’ll be a complete waste of time for the two of you. It’s already far too late to try to escape, consider this as one last mercy before your new life officially begins.” Lyney takes it upon himself to explain, the rest of them nodding in agreeance.

“Well, I suppose it’s no harm in telling.” Navia speaks up, as she continues. “For my wish, I wanted both of my bodyguards to have Clorinde’s protection while I was away, for as long as they lived. They both served me well in my mortal life, protected me and practically raised me since my parents died when I was still rather young. I spent one last day with them together, before I came home here. I do hope they had the best of lives, they deserved it and so much more…” Navia whispered her last statement, patting her eyes with her elegant napkin, but not in sadness. A wide smile and blush played on her face, clearly remembering the two of them fondly.

“Wait, so you weren’t able to look over them and watch them live their lives out?” Wriothesley asked, anxiety starting to brew within his soul. Everyone know that a claimed was taken out of their regular realm and into one of the divine, but it never fully registered in his mind what that meant, especially since this was the current scenario that he was facing.

Navia simply shook her head before she replied.

“No, our gods like to separate us from our old life, that way we won’t remember the pains and anguishes of the past. I can understand it, to a degree, but I do hate not being able to see what happened to those I care about. It’s part of the curse of the claimed, I suppose you can call it. We’re granted all this greatness, but we must give up our old lives for this new one.”

Wriothesley remained silent as the rest of them started to converse with themselves, about different subjects now, of times now in their new life that they shared, if they had seen that one old god fall down the stairs or see that snooty looking one get what they deserved at the end of the day. He wanted to listen in so badly, but his mind was riddled with questions, as the answers he received only made his drive for knowledge about all of this so much stronger.

It wasn’t until he lifted his head and saw how all of them were getting together, like one small little family.

Family.

They loved and had each other to rely on, to keep them company, to love and to teach each other. His heart ached as he thought for a moment that such an option for him didn’t exist now. Sure, he wasn’t into women, but that never stopped his want of having a family for himself one day, somehow. Sure, he could have a friend family through this Fontaine group, but a part of him wanted something more personal, his own to take care of, a hidden desire he had always had as a regular mortal.

He wanted his own family, would Neuvillette want one with him?

#genshin impact #neuvillette #wriothesley #wriolette #ao3 writer #neuvillette x wriothesley #ao3 #ao3 fanfic

[vampseraph]

names & pronouns related to furina? no titles preferrably ^_^

furina names + pronouns!

names

mira, furi, rina, maren, marina, rain, ocean, thalassa, mist, neptune, nerida, oceane, maree, loire, vedette, nerina, odette, vaitiare, cascade, riviere, amare, evian, reva

2. pronouns

mar/mars, mer/mers, sea/seas, wave/waves, hydro/hydros, jelly/jellys, star/stars, water/waters, furi/furis, cove/coves, ce/cer, aqua/aquas, lace/laces, tide/tides

#♱ npt ₊ #npt #npt list #npt ideas #npt suggestions #npt pack #pronouns #pronoun ideas #pronoun suggestions #pronoun list #name ideas #name inspiration #name help #pronoun help #name list #name suggestions #npt help #furina npt #furina de fontaine #genshin impact

[medtech-mara]

A to Z common terms in the Time of the Red. Pt.1 || Pt. 2|| Pt. 3

Gyro: Small one- or two-seat helicopters, used mostly in police work and Corporate strike operations. Handle: A nickname; a working name you are known by on The Street. Hydro: Streetslang for hydrogen fuel, used to power some vehicles in the 2000s. Input/Output: A mechanistic term for a casual lover. Keyboard: Streetslang for a computer interface deck with manual keys. Also, a terminal. Kombi: A large vehicle capable of carrying cargo and passengers. Popularly used by Nomads as housing on the road Lawman: Police officers or other law enforcers. Originally derived from Captain Max Hammerman's post-war police task force known on The Street as "The Lawmen", this streetslang has come to be synonymous with any and all law enforcers. Mainline: A term for your partner in a serious, longterm relationship. Meatspace: A term commonly used by Netrunners to refer to the physical world. Midnight Market: Top secret, temporary marketplaces put up by high level Fixers to sell highly illegal goods. Powerful members of the criminal underworld often hold their meetings in private rooms in a Midnight Market.

#cyberpunk red #cyberpunk red source #cyberpunk red slang #world building #street slang #cyberpunk #cyberpunk red source material #cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 #A to Z Cyberpunk Slang

[mitsuki-komori]

Black Clover Characters as Genshin Impact - Weapon and Element

(For most weapons, I went with what had the most accurate vibe and for people whose elements seem strange, I did it based off of what they stand for. Anemo/Freedom, Geo/Contracts, Electro/Eternity, Dendro/Wisdom, Hydro/Justice, Pyro/War, and Cryo is estimated to be love)

Sword:

Leopold - Pyro

Gauche - Cryo

Yami - Electro

Dorothy - Electro

Kahono - Hydro

Fana - Pyro

Patri - Geo

Claymore:

Asta

Charlotte - Dendro

Klaus - Cryo

Charmy - Anemo

Magna - Pyro

Henry - Electro

Mars - Cryo

Bow:

Luck - Electro

Mimosa - Dendro

Grey - Anemo

Gordon - Electro

Finral - Hydro

William - Dendro

Marx - Hydro

Catalyst:

Noelle - Hydro

Yuno - Anemo

Fuegoleon - Pyro

Langris - Anemo

Kirsch - Electro

Secré - Abyss

Julius - Dendro

Polearm:

Mereoleona - Pyro

Nozel - Cryo

Jack - Pyro

Vanessa - Geo

Rill - Anemo

Sol - Geo

Zora - Electro

#Black Clover #Genshin Impact #Black Clover x Genshin #Anemo is pink because I didn’t want to make it the same color as hydro #Asta #Noelle Silva #Leopold Vermillion #Mimosa Vermillion #Fuegoleon Vermillion #Mereoleona Vermillion #Kirsch Vermillion #Nozel Silva #Gauche Adlai #Grey #Gordon Agrippa #Finral Roulacase #Langris Vaude #Klaus Lunettes #Rill Boismortier #Yuno Grinberryall #Charmy Pappitson #Luck Voltia #Magna Swing #Vanessa Enoteca #Yami Sukehiro #William Vangeance #Jack the ripper #Sol Marron #Zora Ideale #Julius Novachrono

[augustinewrites]

i’m sure someone already asked about gojo so i’m gonna ask about my bnha baby boy shinsou

mars hello!!! this one was so interesting to thing ab

nation:

inazuma

vision/weapon:

hydro polearm!

how you meet on your adventure:

you meet him on an average day, when you’re hard at work at your family’s tea shop and he’s on the run from the shogunate 🫶 they were trying to seize his vision!! but you let him hide behind the counter and sent them in another direction 😌 you were fully intending to send him on his way as well, but he somehow smooth talked you into giving him a free milk tea. then he smooth talked your family into letting him work at the store (in exchange for food and lodging in your small storage house in the back). in your spare time the two of you walk the beach (while on the lookout for the fuzz) and he teaches you how to use a polearm and shows off his skills at manipulating hydro (beach date awe)

genshin ask game

#[—ask games] #these things keep getting longer and longer smh i’m so sorry #shinsou the rizz hitoshi

[lurk24]

Skywalker OG at day 65

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Strain: Skywalker OG at 65

Source: clone of Feminized Seed (photo period) ILGM

in the 31x31 tent --

Mars Hydro FC-3000 (300 watt)

Reminder / disclaimer ⚠️ NFSOT (not for sale or trade) ⚠️ MEDICAL GARDEN ⚕️

The pictures or video in this post are taken by me and the plants are grown by me in a legal state while maintaining a medical recommendation (MMJ patient since 2000, with an OCBC member number under 4000, and a 99 plant growers certificate). I am posting the pictures as art and for educational purposes. More info & resources at LURK24 dot com

#420photography #cannabis #homegrown #weedporn

#420photography #cannabis #weed #420 #420stoner