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starlightwayfinder · 1 month

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I got the sudden urge to share about an AU, and I actually think it’s one I’ve never talked about here before?

Anyway, it’s just for fun, but a while ago I decided to make a Pixie Hollow AU. I liked the first couple Tinker Bell movies a lot as a kid, so it’s fun for me to revisit that world now. (The AU takes place in Pixie Hollow/Neverland, but the characters themselves are all from KH. Most of them would be KHUX-style keykids, but they’re not exclusively from any one point on the KH timeline)

As far as world building goes, it’s mostly the same as the movie. The fairies are born from dandelion seeds + children’s laughter (perfect, right?) and end up in Pixie Hollow. There, they choose their talent and work to prepare for the change of the seasons. There’s a minister who oversees each season, in addition to a ruler over all of the fairies. (I think in the later movies they made it so the winter fairies are separate from the rest, but I’m choosing to ignore that since… it wasn’t really a thing back when I was watching them.)

They do still have Keys, but they’re lost keys that become magical when they appear in Neverland. They can all open any lock, but additional abilities will depend on the wielder’s talent.

So now to the fun part—assigning talents!

First, the seasons:

Ava is the Minister of Spring, Gula is Minister of Summer, Invi is Minister of Winter, and Aced is Minister of Autumn. Similar to his role in Back Cover, Ira is the king in charge of overseeing them. (And yes, Aced would still prefer to have Ira’s role as leader!)

I made concept designs for them when I first came up with the AU, but now I’d probably change the masks to make them simpler. Dust-keepers:

Sora

Skuld

Player

Vor

The Dust-keepers store/distribute rations of pixie dust. It’s a somewhat mundane job, but all of the other talents depend on them to keep things running. Sora of course is happy to have a role supporting his friends, and Player and Skuld are known for being dependable helpers as well. Vor is the most unsatisfied with her talent, and will often get in trouble for flying off to do fun things with the others.

Garden talents:

Kairi

Lauriam

Strelitzia

Sigrun

These four are chosen for fairly obvious reasons, haha. They help to plant and grow flowers on the ‘mainland’. Lauriam and Strelitzia are still siblings, in the sense that they’re seeds from the same dandelion that were enchanted by the laughter of two human siblings.

Water talents:

Aqua

Hermod

Xion

Roxas

Water talents are in charge of rain, morning dew, ponds, etc. Xion spends her free time with Roxas looking for seashells around mermaid lagoon.

Frost talents:

Xehanort

Urd

Baldr

Heimdall

Frost talents are in charge of making snowflakes and ice. They’re great at what they do, but have a bit of a rivalry with the garden fairies after an incident of freezing their flowers... Baldr and Hoder are ‘siblings’ like Lauriam and Strelitzia. Hoder chose her talent first, and Baldr almost picked the same to stay with her. However, he ultimately felt more called to be a Frost talent.

Light talents:

Eraqus

Hoder

Vidar

Elrena *

Odin

Light talents are in charge of storing light, making rainbows, guiding sunbeams, and looking after fireflies. They’re also the ones who melt snow when it’s time for spring to arrive—so there’s a bit of irony in Eraqus and Xehanort’s friendship. Hoder probably would’ve preferred her brother becoming a light fairy, but they still spend plenty of time together outside of their roles. Elrena is something of an odd one out, as she creates lightning and works with the water fairies to make storms. Odin is primarily a ‘supervisor’ figure for them.

*edit—apparently Storm talents are a thing, so Elrena is one of those now 🌩️

Fast-flying talents:

Ventus

Vanitas

Vali

Vala

The Fast-flying talents use wind to transport seeds and pollen. They make deliveries and send messages thanks to their incredible speed. They also guide newcomers to Pixie Hollow.

Vala and Vali are close friends, but Vanitas and Ventus don’t get along well. Vanitas is competitive, while Ven is much more easygoing. Sora was a fairy Ven guided, so he got to see him choose his talent.

Tinker talents:

Ephemer

Brain

Naminé

Remus

Tinkers are in charge of everything that needs to be made or designed. Ephemer and Brain are always working together on a new gadget to help the other talents. Naminé is more of an artist, so she’s interested in finding and restoring lost things. She often helps people to remember something they’ve forgotten by returning their lost item. (I put Remus here even though we don’t know much about him, because he seems to have an interest in ‘lost things’ as well.)

Scout talents:

Riku

Terra

Helgi

Bragi

Last but not least—the scouts! They’re in charge of keeping an eye out for hawks, pirates, and any other potential threats. It’s the most dangerous talent by far, but they’re determined to protect their friends. (Bragi in this AU is not ‘Luxu’, he’s just himself!)

Starlight. Where are the animal talent fairies?

So, they exist, but they’re mostly just the generic keykids I mentioned before. I’m honestly not sure who out of the main characters would fit as an animal talent…

Regarding other characters: I’ve limited the fairies to just the Keyblade wielders, excluding Lea. The others exist in the AU, but they’re either mainland humans or pirates, haha. Roxas and Xion would eventually befriend the (human) Lea and Isa, but that’s a story for another time.

#Pixie Hollow AU #if anyone is interested I could be persuaded to make some art or short stories based on this..#My art

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💍 Househusband AU: Headcanon 1

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a/n: Sadly, school, work, and moving has taken over my life. I’m still working on fics with whatever free time I have, but in the meantime, here’s some HC ideas I’ve been collecting (also, I need to clear up some space in my notes, 🫣)

What do they like most about each other?

💍Shawn really appreciates Bret’s wisdom and patience with him. Admittedly so, he’s a bit of a himbo. Don’t get him wrong. He’s a smart guy, but there are moments where he questions how he even graduated college. But he loves that Bret doesn’t get annoyed with him or make fun of him. Just guides him or explains the situation to Shawn again with more clarity, such as:

“No, Shawn. You should not pour hot water on the windshield just because you don’t want to wait for it to defrost”

“Yes, Shawn. The car battery will keep dying if you keep leaving the lights on”

Or Bret’s favorite silly moment: “Bret, I can’t find my glasses!” “Shawn, it’s on top of your head” “….oh….well, how’d they get there?!”

💍Aside from Shawn’s beauty, Bret loves Shawn’s humor. Shawn’s pretty goofy, more so when he’s purposefully trying to make Bret laugh after a particularly bad day. Bret thinks he’s one of the funniest people he knows, aside from Owen of course.

What do they like the least about each other?

💍This was kind of hinted at in my last post, but Bret strongly dislikes Shawn’s drinking habits. It’s one of the reasons why he doesn’t like being gone too long from home. He sometimes asks his parents or one of his siblings to swing by the house to make sure Shawn’s not indulging too heavily without him there.

💍Shawn doesn’t think it’s a big deal. He knows his limits, but Bret’s seen him inebriated more times than he’d like. It’s one of many reason why Bret dislikes Shawn’s friends. He thinks they are enablers and a bad influence on Shawn

💍Bret also hate’s when Shawn turns down their plans so he can go hang out with Hunter, which is ironic given the amount of times Shawn’s chosen Bret over Hunter, but I digress

💍Shawn hates how stubborn Bret could be sometimes. He knew he could be bratty and stubborn himself, but Bret had him beat by a longshot, oftentimes not budging or not willing to compromise on something he feels strongly about

Who’s the better cook?

💍Shawn, hands down. He wasn’t much of a home cook when he lived in Texas. However, since marrying Bret and having more free time on his hands, he tests out a lot of different recipes with Bret in mind, hoping he can impress the older man with his mad cooking skills. He’s gotten so good over the years that he was sure he could give Julia Child a run for her money.

💍Bret would love to cook more, but he’s on the road too often to hone in on that skill. And Shawn usually kicks him out the kitchen anyway, so he doesn’t have many opportunities to learn.

💍To Bret’s credit, he knows how to make a mean turkey sandwich, and he’s really good at grilling meat (mainly because the grill is doing much of the cooking for him). Anything beyond that and scrambled eggs is beyond him

Common interests?

💍Gardening. It’s one of many random hobbies Shawn picked up while being home alone

💍After being on the road for a couple of months, Bret was surprised to come home and find bundles of daisies and tulips growing in the backyard.

💍During his short vacation from being on the road, he became Shawn’s little helper, carrying the fertilizer, handing Shawn gardening tools, helping Shawn pull up dead weeds. Anything Shawn needed

💍Then it just became something they did together all the time, sometimes Bret seeming more excited about the progress of their flower garden than Shawn

Bonding activities?

💍Aside from gardening, their favorite bonding activity consists of Bret testing out ring moves on Shawn

💍Although Shawn hadn’t wrestled in a while, last time being years ago with Hunter, he still was comfortable getting thrown around, though Bret tried his best not to be too rough because he didn’t want to hurt him

💍That was the least of Shawn’s concern, the blond man often finding himself getting turned on in the midst of the action

💍His favorite move was being in a headlock. He doesn’t know why, but it was something about being trapped between Bret’s chest and biceps that really did it for him 🥵

💍And yes, Bret thought he was weird for that, but Bret still loved him nonetheless

Random Character Quirks

💍Shawn is an avid gum chewer. It’s a nervous habit he picked up from college to help calm his nerves and it just kind of stuck. Bret noticed it a couple weeks into dating, but he doesn’t mind because it makes kissing Shawn all the better

💍Surprising to most, Shawn is actually a neat freak. He always notices if something is out of place. He’s constantly sprucing up the house – sweeping, mopping, dusting, rearranging furniture – especially when Bret’s away. Bret’s learned the hard way that its better to ask Shawn before he decides to move anything in the house

💍Shawn loves booping Bret’s nose because he thinks it’s cute. He does it randomly and Bret never sees it coming, but it never fails to put a smile on his face

💍Bret’s an avid note taker. More often than not, he carries a mini notepad or sticky note and pen, jotting down any ideas that come to mind. It’s more of a stream of consciousness type thing. Whether he’s at the grocery store and gets an idea for a wrestling angle or he’s traveling on the road and sees something he thinks Shawn may like, he’ll quickly make a note of it, afraid he’ll forget something important.

💍Shawn hates coffee with a passion. He doesn’t understand the appeal Bret sees in it. He’s ranted to Bret plenty of times that it tastes like poison, to which Bret brings up a good point that maybe it’s because Shawn didn’t use enough sugar. “Then it’ll taste like sweet poison!” was Shawn’s reply.

💍Shawn loves debating Bret on his “controversial” food takes:

Poutine’s not that great? Shawn thought it was a national treasure and was jealous it wasn’t popular in the States. Bret should get his citizenship revoked for thinking otherwise.

Turkey bacon’s better than pork? Blasphemy.

Oatmeal raisin cookies are better than chocolate chip? Get out.

Pouring milk before cereal? Are you ok?!

💍Shawn’s not that great of a driver. He’s not awful, but his road rage blinds his ability to make wise decisions. Bret’s had to clutch the armrest for dear life more than a few times due to Shawn’s speeding. Owen downright refuses to carpool if Shawn’s driving. The final straw was when Shawn nearly went on a high-speed chase after some guy who cut them off, threatening to track the man down, jump out the car, and I quote “give him a real country ass whoopin’.” For everyone’s sanity, and the safety of his fellow Canadians, Bret usually drives whenever he’s home or if Shawn’s traveling with him between house shows on the road

💍They both truly changed each other for the better. Shawn helped Bret come out of his shell, often encouraging the older man to engage in his goofy antics, Bret doing so willingly knowing he wouldn’t be judged for Shawn. If anything, the blond would judge Bret for not engaging in his crazy antics. Shawn attributes much of his growth and maturity as a person to Bret. Throughout his time of dating and being married to Bret, Shawn’s become more level headed, patient, less reckless, and thinks things through before he acts (except when it comes to his driving of course lol)

Bonus!

💍Bret refuses to attend another kliq Christmas party after seeing Hunter in a g-string. He didn’t mind seeing Shawn in the same getup of course. In fact, Bret and Shawn had to leave the party early that night 😏.

💍Bret also had the dishonor of taking a picture of both Shawn and Hunter in said g-string, which Shawn thought was hilarious

#divider cr: @saradika #househusband!au #headcanon #shawn michaels #bret hart #hartbreak #bret hart x shawn michaels #wwf #alternate universe

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valuedmoves · 25 days

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Elite Relocation: The Insider's Guide to Man and Van Services in Belgravia

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#Man and van Belgravia

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bethestaryouareradio · 8 months

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Fall Flying: For the Birds

“This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and animals.” Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

This past year I downloaded a phenomenal app designed by Cornell Lab of Ornithology called Merlin. It is a sound identification app whereby I record the bird song, the app analyzes it and indicates what species is singing. The sounds can be saved, photos can be taken, and my knowledge of the avian world increases. Birds have always fascinated me.

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My grandmother was a birder and an animal handler. In addition to her dogs, horses, and barnyard critters, she had aviaries where she bred canaries, cockatiels, and raised parrots. As a child, I spent copious amounts of time with her taking care of her feathered and furred friends. When my husband and I purchased our first home, my grandfather built me an aviary and gifted me a pair of cockatiels. That aviary has traveled with me to three different homes and the male cockatiel is still the senior resident. Throughout the years, I’ve adopted a plethora of injured birds or those in need of a new home including pheasants, canaries, doves, finches, quail, pigeons, and parakeets. I love my birds.

Wild birds are my garden helpers and I enjoy watching their aerial antics, listening to their chatter, and observing their feeding frenzies. My landscape is a haven for orioles, finches, waxwings, bluebirds, warblers, sparrows, mockingbirds, bluejays, doves, hummingbirds, and a host of other species that I am just learning. Owls hoot from the trees at night, and the sky boasts hawks gliding on the currents. I plant my garden so that it provides food, shelter, water, and refreshing baths for the birds.

Fall is the flying season. Millions of birds are migrating. It’s perilous. Many make thousand-mile journeys twice a year: spring and autumn. They migrate because of the change in weather, availability of food, and breeding cycles. In North America, many birds migrate south to find a warmer climate, flying to Mexico, Central America, and the Caribbean. Warblers, orioles, and hummingbirds may migrate as far as South America.

Some birds migrate short distances, traveling from forests to wetlands, or the coast to your backyard! Whether flying long or short distances, birds need to stop, rest, and eat. And this is where gardeners can help keep them healthy and safe in their migration journey.

Food: Migratory birds rely on flowering plants, shrubs, and trees that produce seeds, berries, nectar, and insects. Birds pecking at your lawn are not eating it. They are dining on insects that could be harmful to your lawn. The birds are your friends indicating that your lawn has an invader. Does your garden provide this nutrition?

Water: Ponds, bird baths, fountains, and other water features offer a cool thirst-quencher and refreshing bath for migrating birds. Does your garden entice birds to stop by for a drink?

Shelter: Trees and bushes offer protection from predators and a place to rest. Does your garden provide a safe environment for avian visitors?

To attract and support our flying friends this fall, walk around your garden to ascertain if you are providing the elements they need. Plant native vegetation, keep your bird feeders full, and allow seedheads to develop on some perennials. Provide a clean and accessible water source such as a gurgling fountain or a pond with a recirculating water feature

By creating a bird-friendly landscape, you’ll not only be contributing to bird conservation, but you will enjoy their efforts to help your garden grow and glow. Love the earth, the sun, and the animals.

Cynthia Brian’s Gardening Guide for October

APPLY snail bait around plants susceptible to snail and slug damage.

TREAT for aphids as needed.

MAKE homemade fungal spray to ward off powdery mildew which weakens and can kill plants. Mix four teaspoons of baking soda with one teaspoon of dishwashing liquid per gallon of water. Spray the entire plant, not just the leaves. Crape myrtles and viburnum are susceptible. This spray works well for black spot which afflicts roses.

COLLECT seeds from sunflowers to feed the birds as well as save to plant next season.

MONITOR the water needs of your plants as you wave goodbye to the summer sun.

FERTILIZE trees, shrubs, and ground covers as the weather cools.

BEAUTIFY your porch with pots of Calibrachoa, known as seaside petunia, or Butterfly Stonecrop, in full bloom now

.PICK your remaining peppers, tomatoes, tomatillos, and eggplant as needed. According to the USDA, there are over 25,000 varieties of tomatoes.

CONSIDER adding clover to your lawn. Clover is a legume that takes nitrogen from the air and transfers it to the soil, improving the soil quality. Clover maintains its green color and attracts beneficial insects while requiring less water and mowing.

STAND under a tree canopy to listen to the birdsong.

REFRIGERATE tulips, hyacinths, and crocus for four weeks before planting. Select your bulbs now.

DETER skunks, rats, and other rodents from your property. As the weather turns inclement, they will be looking for shelter.

MAKE applesauce or apple butter with the apples that fall from your trees. This year boasts a big crop of apples. You don’t need to peel the apples. Wash, slice away any brown spots, cut into chunks, and add to a pot filled with a small amount of boiling water. Squeeze fresh lemon juice on the apples. Sprinkle cinnamon and nutmeg for a delicious, healthy treat.

REPLACE your lawn with a gorgeous succulent sanctuary.

PREPARE for fires and emergency evacuations. Have a Go-Bag ready.

MAINTAIN your bird feeders as an invitation to refuel in your backyard. Hang feeders in trees, away from the house to deter rodents from establishing residence in your home

Happy Gardening. Happy Growing. Happy Fall Flying!

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How to Troubleshoot Common Issues with Roofing Systems

Hydrostop roofing systems have gained popularity as an effective and sustainable solution for protecting buildings from the elements. However, like any roofing system, they can encounter issues over time due to various factors such as weather conditions, wear and tear, or improper installation. To ensure the long-lasting performance of your hydrostop roofing system, it's crucial to promptly identify and troubleshoot common problems. In this comprehensive guide, we will walk you through how to troubleshoot and address these issues, from leaks and ponding to blistering and cracks. By understanding these troubleshooting techniques, you can maintain the integrity of your hydrostop roofing system and extend its lifespan. Identifying Roof Leaks Leaky roofs can be aggravating and costly if not addressed immediately. Identifying the source of a roof leak is essential for preventing additional water infiltration and possible structural damage. A step-by-step guide to identifying roof leakage on a hydrostop roofing system: Perform a Visual Examination: Begin by visually scrutinizing the interior of the structure for any indications of water intrusion. Examine the ceiling, walls, and areas near windows for water discoloration. Additionally, discoloration or flaking paint may indicate water damage. Keep in mind that water may travel along interior surfaces prior to leaving a visible stain, so inspect the surrounding areas meticulously for signs. Examine the Attic: If your building has an accessible attic, examine the area for symptoms of water leaks using a flashlight. Look for mold, water stains, and moist insulation. As these are prevalent entry points for water, pay close attention to areas near roof penetrations like vents, chimneys, and skylights. Examine the Roof's Surface: After examining the interior, it is time to investigate the exterior of the roof. Safety should be a top priority during this phase, so use caution and, if necessary, a harness or other safety equipment. If you have a fear of heights, you should hire a professional roofer to perform this inspection. Check for the following indicators on your hydrostop roofing: - Damaged or Missing Roofing Materials: Examine the hydrostop roofing for any damaged or missing materials. Water can enter the roofing membrane through cracks, tears, or cavities. - Bubbles or Blisters: Examine the roof’s surface for bubbles or blisters, which may indicate confined moisture. Check the flashing around chimneys, vents, skylights, and other roof penetrations for damage. Flashing that is damaged or inadequately installed can result in water leaks. - Clogged Drains and Gutters: Ensure debris-free roof drains and gutters for appropriate water drainage. - Roof Penetrations: Examine all rooftop apparatus and penetrations to ensure they are properly sealed and watertight. Use a garden hose to simulate precipitation if you have not yet determined the source of the leak. Start at the roof’s lowest point and work your way up, paying particular attention to areas where you suspect the seep may be originating. While you direct the hose over various sections of the roof, have a helper monitor the interior of the building for indications of water infiltration. Observe and Locate the Leak: While operating the hose, observe the structure’s interior for indications of water intrusion. Consider the timing and location of the water infiltration to identify the breach’s source precisely. Once the source of the leak has been identified, immediate action must be taken to rectify it. Depending on the severity of the problem, you may need to apply a patch or recoat the afflicted area with roofing materials compatible with hydro stop. Ensure the repair is completed exhaustively, and the roof is returned to its original watertight state. Identifying roof leakage on your hydro-stop roofing system requires a systematic approach, beginning with a comprehensive inspection of the building's interior and exterior. Examine the ceiling, walls, and roof surfaces for signs of water stains, moisture, and water damage. Using a garden hose to simulate rainwater, observe where water penetrates the interior closely. Once the source of the problem has been identified, it should be immediately repaired using hydro-stop roofing materials. Regular inspections and preventative maintenance are required to prevent roof leakage and extend the life of your hydro-stop roofing system. If you encounter complex leakage or are uncertain about the repair process, consider hiring a professional roofer with experience working with hydro-stop roofing systems. Addressing Ponding Water When water pools on the surface of a roof instead of draining appropriately, ponding occurs. This standing water can deteriorate roofing materials and potentially cause breaches over time. Ensure that the roof's drainage system, including gutters and downspouts, is free of debris and functioning properly to eliminate ponding water. Consider modifying the roof’s slope or tapered insulation to facilitate proper water drainage. Tackling Blistering Blistering is the formation of bubbles or raised areas on the roof’s surface, which may be caused by confined moisture or air pockets in the roofing materials. To treat blistering, delicately cut the blister open with a utility knife and allow it to dry. After the area has dried, restore it by applying a compatible hydro-stop roofing material and sanding it to a seamless finish. Dealing with Cracks and Tears Due to weathering, expansion, and contraction, or excessive foot traffic, the roof membrane may develop fissures and tears. Clean the surrounding crack or rip area and apply a hydro-stop repair patch to address these issues. 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𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐞 ↬ 𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐡.

sypnosis: you were hired as paddy's tutor in golf by the royal family and you're confident that nothing could go wrong. except for the fact that the oldest prince of the hollands, prince tom took a liking on you.

the bed squeaks whenever he will thrust himself inside of her, the headboard slapping the wall and the sound of pleasure is evaporating inside the oldest prince’s chambers. maria, magdalena, or madelyn. whatever her name was is lying on her stomach as her body is getting ravished by the handsome prince, eyes rolling on the back of her head, back arching and an almost pornographic moan coming out of her mouth, she fisted the covers of the mattress, nails digging on the soft fabric while prince tom continued on using her body for pleasure, fucking her at a rapid pace from behind.

"fuck, cum for me darling." he whispered breathlessly, pleasured erupted in her stomach, the pace is too fast for her to even let out a word, the feeling is too strong to the point that she could see the galaxy with her eyes closed

a loud knock from his chamber didn't stop the prince from pounding into her heat, heavy and hot breathing, the sound of skin slapping gets louder and louder whenever his balls will hit her flesh

"tom!" harry called out from the other side of the door, the scene inside the room is oblivious since the sound of pleasure can be heard from the hallway, the younger twin only rolled his eyes as he tried to remove the picture of his brother fucking a girl inside his head. he expected a response but didn't get any, letting out a loud groan, he knocked for the second time so his presence can be known

his voice is deeper and louder this time "thomas!" clearly, tom heard his brother but he's too busy running after his climax to even bother answering, he reached out for the woman's hair before pulling it making her muffled noises be heard inside the quarter, letting his hand drop on her neck as he slowly choked her and at the same time, pulled her closer to his body. her back facing his front "you're so fucking tight, bet no one in your life fucked you this good." he dirty talked the poor girl

"tom open the fuck up!" harry called out for the third time "shut the fuck up harry, i don't want to picture your face as i come." slowly feeling pissed off at his brother's unhealthy behavior, he barged in just in time when his juices exploded inside the condom he's wearing. with a loud groan, he slowly pulled away from her, taking off the condom before shoving it on the nearest trashcan. the girl layed flatly on his bed trying to calm herself after experiencing the best climax she ever had.

"mother and father has been requesting your presence in the dining room." harry said while trying to keep his eyes on tom's face. even though they're brothers and they have seen each other naked a couple of times, harry didn't find it reasonable for him to stare down at his rooster after witnessing him having sex

standing up from the bed, the oldest son of king dominic grabbed a glass of water from his bed side "what for?" he asked, clearly unaware of the event.

"we'll be meeting paddy's tutor today, did you forgot? mother has been blabbering about it since last week." from tom, harry let his eyes move down to the female body laying on the mattress, almost looking like her body just survived a storm. he figured that she must be one of the servants or gardener, since tom never really fucked a woman from outside of the castle’s tall gates, as for the people responsible for cooking, harry is sure that she can’t be a cook since most of them are males. the hickeys and marks are very visible on her body. he can't help but pity her, not just her but every women who entered his brother's chambers only to be fucked senseless and to be left just like that. like they're some sort of toys and an object you can use for a quick fuck.

drinking from the glass, he nodded his head "didn't know it was today." he muttered, placing the water back on the table before letting his hand wonder in his hair, pulling it back then eyeing the person laying on his bed.

the curly haired boy take a step back before calling out a name "milagros!" and within a seconds, a middle aged woman came running inside the room holding a bath robe. clearly she already know the reason why one of the prince called upon her, she's been doing this for almost a few years for tom, helping the ladies that tom slept with and guiding them outside of the palace, telling them to never come back just like what she was ordered to do.

"please take her out, thank you." harry ordered softly

milagros, the name of the helper did what she was asked to do, helping the female stand up on her feet and covering her naked glory with a bathrobe while leading her out of the room, the twin took a step aside to give them the space they needed. "and you! hurry up and get your ass in the dining room."

he was about to leave but remembered to warn his older brother "and do us a favour please? don't try to get under her pants." he playfully stated but you can hear the seriousness in his tone. thomas is known in the whole nation as the prince who slept around, he fucked women who wanted to be fucked, flirt with ladies he wanted to bed. it doesn't matter where you came from or if you came from a low life family, as long as you're a walking individual with a huge tits, nice ass and a pretty face. and let's just say that his mindset and the way he wanted things to be done causes the heartaches of many women, not to mention, aside from causing heartache he also causes headache in the family because of his lifestyle.

tom chuckled before shaking his head, walking towards his closet as he find a formal attire to wear "is she cute?" she asked

harry shook his head "she's hot so back off for the sake of paddy." and with that, harry closed the door leaving the oldest prince to wander what the mysterious golf tutor of paddy would look like, and maybe. just maybe he can keep his hand inside his pants.

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"so lady y/n, what does your parents do?" king dominic asked from his chair. prince sam, who's sitting not far from you gave his father a warned his father "dad." to not make the lunch awkward for all of you

"what? i'm just trying to make a conversation." the king defended himself. you seriously didn't know why you're nervous about this awhile ago. everything seemed to be going alright, paddy is an easy learner and already learned a few technique in golfing, soon enough he will be a pro and it will be your cue to leave and let him be, the king and queen is also pretty chill. far from your first impressions on them, the twins are comfortable to be with and always making sure they're not over stepping the line.

"it's quite okay, your grace." you said, referring to prince sam himself that king dominic is not stepping a line you did not even draw "my father work as a fisherman while my mother sells the fish he caught." you said to answer his question, the king seemes to be pleased with it.

"you play golf often?" he asked once again

you nodded your head "i take golf lessons when i was younger then decided to tutor people who wants to learn or be better with the sport, i do that to help my parents."

"well, if you needed help with anything or a place to stay. our door is always open for you." queen nikki stated, you gave her a simple smile.

"thank you, my queen." the married royals gave each other a look before giggling as if you said something funny, you didn't quite get the reason for their actions but the king made it clear with his words "drop the formality, lady y/n."

"you can call us by our names, we don't mind." the queen added, your eyes widen in response clearly not agreeing with them. being prince paddy's tutor did not give you a free pass to disrespect the royalties. before you can even protest, the door inside the dining room burst open revealing the oldest son of the king and queen, prince thomas holland. or tom as he likes to be called

"mother, father sorry i'm late." he voice out just after entering the room, king dominic doesn't seems to be pleased by his son's late arrival while the queen mother gave you a forced smile.

all are complete inside the room not long ago, the foods, the maids who will help just in case you all needed something more, the guards who's standing on the side alert just in case something happened. the whole holland royalties except tom, you did not know what cause him to come late in the gathering. not that you should care since it's not your business but by the looks of the king and how he ordered one of his sons, prince harry to pick up prince tom from his chambers. you imagined he did what he mostly do which is sleep with girls.

the young prince has a reputation in the castle, not just in the castle but in the whole city. how he slept with girls that wants to sleep with him, how he wanted to get under every woman's pants except his mother of course. and let's just say that you're not quite impressed, you found it disgusting that he poke his dick inside every women's hole whenever he can. that's very low of him

"tom, meet lady y/n. paddy's tutor." queen nikki introduced, you were slightly taken a back before quickly standing up from your sit once you realized what she's trying to do, looking up at the prince in front of you who's about to take a sit, you throw him a smile

"nice to meet you, your grace."

to say that tom is shocked at your beauty is an understatement, you're a goddess in his eyes, and the prince also can't help but to ask where have you been all this time? and how come he never seen your pretty face before? your hair is done and the dress you're wearing also didn't leave anything in his imagination, the front is too tight and hugs your breast making them look rounder than usual, not to mention. how soft your voice is, he can't help but wonder how your voice will sound if your squirming under him as he pound into you relentlessly.

he quickly shook the thought away before smiling back at the tutor in front of him "i could say the same, my lady." offering his hands, you gladly gave it to him then he kisses the back of your hand, your once again taken a back by his action since none of the prince's inside the room did that kind of courtesy, exchange of smiles and shake hands are alright but it seemed like tom took it too far, not that he's embarrass or regretting anything. he actually love the feeling of your flesh against his lips, wondering how better it would feel if his lips are in the lower part of your body

"tom." harry warned, reminding him the words he let out not long ago. the both of you sat down, tom taking the sit in front of you while you remained where you are before fixing your dress. probably that's the thing you hate about this. wearing a dress that reached the ground, it made it even more harder for you to walk properly but you can't do anything about it considering how you should look formal and presentable in front of the royals.

"pardon my son for arriving late... he did..." the queen looks at his husband for help while thinking of a scripted reason they can tell you "we asked him to run some errands." the king continued although that's not really what happened, base on the look of him he looked like he just finished having sex. the messy bed hair and the hickey displayed on his neck, his flush cheeks and to add it up. his brown eyes

the married couple nodded their head and you did the same "it's quite alright, your grace." to be honest, you didn't expect to eat a lunch with all the royals, if you did then you would have put a lot of effort in your appearance. you and paddy just happened to finish your session earlier than what you all expected and the queen invited you to eat lunch with them which you gladly take, saying no would be a disgrace knowing that the queen insisted.

queen nikki turned to you before holding your hand that was placed flatly on the table "it's good to have a woman in this house, finally." she told you

paddy murmured under his breath which you all heard "there's always a woman in this castle, mother."

"what i mean is, a woman who will eat with us. and like that, i really hate being the only lady in the family. we all are waiting for tom to finally come up on his right age so we can marry him off with a princess." with that, tom throw a glare at his mother because of the subject, getting married for politics is not what he wanted, besides, he's enjoying his life and is contented with it "or perhaps i've been waiting for all my sons to finally find that girl, since not of them haven't introduced anyone to us just yet." from the corner of your eyes, you saw how prince sam stiffen from his seat.

let's just say that the lunch almost go well, almost. you talk here and there, ask questions, answered all of them, then they told you a funny story about the royal family. you laugh, you eat, it doesn't felt like you're just paddy's tutor for a moment, you felt safe, welcomed, happy and accepted even though you're family is considered a low level in the city, you were treated fairly like you're one of them. you're too overwhelmed and comfortable

but then, you felt tom's foot slightly touched yours from beneath the table, at first you shrug it off thinking that maybe he just happened to accidentaly put his feet on top of yours, you continued conversating with the hollands, and then you felt his feet starting riding up to your ankle in the most seductive way, you jolted from the touch before making eye contact with the prince in front of you who's already staring back at you. he didn't seem to be embarrass that he's just caught staring at the tutor of his brother or the oblivious action he's doing under the table.

the queen noticed you jolted and she asked you "are you alright, y/n? do you need anything?" she asked concern. by the hours pass by, you and the hollands decided to come in an agreement to drop the formalities and be in the first name basis which you turned down at first but then the king looks at you with that eye, so you just agree afraid that he will take your head if you disagree once more

"i'm fine, just. . . i'm just. . . i'm okay." you nervously told her before retreating your legs closer to you, not wanting to have any contact with prince tom.

tom is actually fascinated by your actions, he thought you will give in or maybe already giving in just like those other girls because you didn't move your feet during the first time, but then ended up backing off after realizing what he's trying to do. he smirked from his seat before eyeing your flushed face, red from embarrassment or some other reasons he already know, he thought that maybe this coming days will be more interesting than he tought it would be. considering that he's taken a quite liking on lady y/n, golf tutor of paddy holland.

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The Darkest Touch

@oluka possessed me in spirit and wrote this. it’s 4450 words of literal p*rn. enjoy.

[Explicit content warning]

Steve shuddered as a sudden, frigid wind blew up the hill. He drew his arms closer around himself, taking in a deep breath. He felt disconnected from any life; he couldn’t see anything for miles around him— all vision blanketed by a thick fog. Another draft of wind made his eyes water. Atleast, he blamed the wind for it.

He’d put on a brave face for his crying mother, as he said his goodbyes — a final acceptance of a fate that was handed to him by the great Oracle himself. Now, he didn’t feel as valiant.

“The virgin is destined for no mortal lover. His future husband awaits him on the top of the largest hill. He is a monster whom neither gods nor men can resist."

The oracle’s words still rang as clear as day in Steve’s ears.

He gazed into the distance as the sky darkened. Maybe the demon would not be coming, he thought to himself and his heart soared. Maybe the oracle was wrong.

Steve could hardly bear the thought of having to give up all of his freedom — to becoming a prisoner to a monster, of all things.

A dull ache burned in his chest and he let out a sob. He felt a torrent of emotions — fear, anticipation and worst of all, hot, burning anger. His only crime had been that his allure rivalled the gods’; something he had no control over and yet was being punished for. Steve let out a growl and punched the slab of granite beside him as the world grew blurry from his tears.

Before long, the sky turned obsidian and Steve felt his eyes grow heavy. He leaned against the cool stone, feeling the exhaustion take over and fell asleep.

When he woke up, Steve was no longer on the hill. His body sunk into the silken mattress as he blinked his eyes open. The room was stunning — marble furnished and glistening in the sunlight that poured in through the high windows.

Was this the lair of the beast he was to wed?

It certainly didn’t look like one. The chamber itself was thrice as big as Steve’s own home.

He marveled in awe as he slid out of the giant bed and walked outside which led into a courtyard of sorts. The capitals of the giant columns were intricate, glinting scarlet and golden as Steve gazed on, mesmerized. The walls were adorned with carvings and paintings representing fables and stories he’d heard as a child.

“All that you see is yours,” a voice called suddenly and Steve startled. He looked all around him, but could not spot the source.

“Who are you?” he called, fear seizing him. Would he finally see the monster himself?

“I am yours as well,” said the voice. It seemed to be coming from all around him.

“Feel free to explore as you like, retire to your room when you please and dine to your heart’s content.”

“But-”

“My, and by extension now your, helpers, will be happy to serve you.”

“A feast has been laid out for you in the adjoining hall, my lord,” came another voice which Steve assumed was the aforementioned helper's. Again, he could not see anybody.

Steve was still reeling from what had just happened as the invisible attendant guided him to the hall. There, true to what the monster had said, lay a feast fit for the gods. A long table stood in the middle, covered with several mouth-watering delicacies and the sweetest wines. As he took his seat, invisible performers burst into a song; filling his ears with a sweet symphony.

Steve felt strangely content as he settled into the bath laid out for him. While he was on the hill, he had expected the worst. Instead, he found himself at a retreat fit for a god. Perhaps this was preparation for when he would see the demon himself. The thought diminished his spirits, a little.

He spent hours staring at the sculptures that stood in the garden, and then moved to exploring the palace; the marble feeling colder and colder under his feet as night settled in.

Stars began their ascent into the sky and Steve had yet to see his husband.

An attendant guided him towards a room then, which Steve found strange. He asked the voice why he was there, but no reply came. He was all alone in the hauntingly cold quarters. This room was just as big as Steve's, but it was not made for light. It was shrouded in darkness, save for the little that poured in through the open door, where Steve stood.

Steve wandered in cautiously as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. A single, large, canopied-bed stood in the middle of the room, if there was other furniture, Steve could not see it.

Goosebumps erupted on his arms as he felt sudden movement behind him and just as he turned, the door shut. It sealed all the light behind it, throwing the room into pitch blackness.

Steve rushed to the door, scrambling for the handle and pushed. But the door refused to budge.

"You wish to leave?"

Steve startled for the second time that day. His heart began to pound inside his chest. This was it, he would finally meet his fate.

"Don't be afraid, Steve," the voice called, and for the first time Steve noticed how cool and honey-like it was.

"I can't see you," Steve said, rather foolishly.

The voice sighed. Steve heard dull footsteps followed by something scraping against the floor.

"There isn't a mortal prettier than you," the voice noted and Steve flushed in spite of himself.

"I wish I could say the same about you," Steve said and knew that his words were scathing.

The voice only laughed. "Trust me, gorgeous. It is in your best interest that you don't see me."

There was a sudden draft and Steve felt something brush against him. What grotesque monster was he facing that he wasn’t to lay eyes on him?

"And why is that?" Steve breathed, knowing that the monster — his fated consort — was standing very close. He backed himself further up against the door, wishing it would open.

The creature ignored him.

"Undress for me," he ordered and Steve froze, his grip on the handle tightening.

"Steve."

The tone made it clear that he didn't really have a choice except to listen. He willed himself to stay calm as he slowly unclasped his chiton, letting it pool around his belt, leaving his chest bare.

He heard the creature's breathing deepen, and Steve felt his skin prickle.

"All off," the voice commanded urgently, and Steve felt his knees give out a little under him.

He tugged at the belt, letting the chiton slip from his skin and down to the floor, leaving him nude and stripped in front of the monster.

"So beautiful," the creature said, voice laced with lust. Steve felt his heart race at the compliment but his mind felt conflicted. He was talking to a monster who would do as he pleased with him.

"I'm going to touch you now," he said gently, and Steve found it inexplicably hard to move away. It was as if he had no will of his own. As the creature moved closer, he could feel his hot, deep breaths fanning his neck.

Steve waited with bated breath, for the touch. What would his skin feel like?

He shuddered when warm skin touched his unclad hip. The creature’s fingers were calloused enough to drive Steve's thoughts into dirty waters; his touch, light, as if waiting for Steve's permission and Steve gulped.

His heart raced as the demon’s hand trailed upwards to his collarbone coming to rest on his jaw. He could feel his breath on his lips, smelling like warm flour and Steve's heart gave a tiny leap. He felt a pair of lips brush against his own, arousal thrumming low in his stomach; the lips pressed harder, and Steve gave in easy, way too easily.

He groaned as the kiss deepened, his destined husband's hands roaming over his skin in a frenzy. He seemed eager, and as aroused as Steve was which only fueled him further. He felt like he was burning and cold all at once under a lover's touch.

Steve let his own hand reach outwards, coming to rest on smooth, warm skin and the creature stiffened against his lips.

There was a sudden flutter, followed by a gust of wind and Steve opened his eyes to find the creature gone, leaving the door swinging in his wake.

Steve spent the entirety of next day in his chamber mostly, recalling events from last night.

His husband hadn't felt inhuman, even though the oracle had said he was; His lips — soft as silk, hands — calloused but gentle felt all too human.

How easily Steve had let go of himself, letting his mind succumb to promises of pleasure. And yet, he found himself wondering where the night would've taken them if he hadn't touched him...

Was he not to touch him? How was he to make love to his husband if he was not allowed to touch him, to feel their skins against each other as they moved in passion?

"The lord has asked you to wait for him in the dark chamber as before, sire," called an invisible servant and Steve shook himself out of his thoughts.

The sun had long set and the moon shone brightly, dimming only when an occasional cloud passed over. Sliding off the alcove, he padded towards the room half reluctantly.

He seated himself on the bed this time, it's unparalleled softness laxing. He wished he could snuggle into it and wake up to find that this was all but a dream. And yet, he was conflicted with his own mind — the creature’s kiss alone had swept him off his feet.

Suddenly, the door shut although Steve had not seen anyone come in.

"You seem to have missed me, beloved," the demon said, in a brazen tone.

Steve said nothing as the man drew closer, his warm breath announcing his proximity.

"I've surely missed you," came a whisper right next to his ear then and his heart jumped, and he felt something wet lick the shell of his ear.

Steve felt an arousal pump through him as he slipped out of his tunic wordlessly, baring himself once more to his invisible lover. His mind seemed to slowly shut off around the creature, as if intoxicated by his seductive charm.

Then he was being kissed again, impossibly heated this time. Steve felt himself growing erect already, as the man's tongue flicked across his lips and then invaded his mouth.

Steve was still squeamish, but the attention to his mouth set his blood on fire. In spite of what had happened last time, Steve reached for the demon again and felt the firmness of his chest, heartbeat throbbing under his fingers. To his surprise, the creature didn't pull away. Instead, closed the distance between them until their chests were pressed together. Steve felt brave, as they continued to nibble each other, sliding his hand down his side, curiosity getting the better of him. His hand curved down the man's bare behind, right down to his thick thighs. Steve tried to picture the man in his head — lean and shapely muscles that fit perfectly into him.

The demon pressed even closer, and Steve gasped as he felt the warm press of his sprung cock against his stomach. He took a shaky breath, as his fated partner moved to his jaw, sucking hard. His moans seemed to only entice him further.

Nothing about his future husband seemed abnormal to him and yet the oracle had said he was a monster. He was truly puzzled.

Steve ran his hands back up the man's ass, squeezing as he went, enjoying the groans that spilled against the crook of his neck. His hands trailed up his back, brushing against something very soft, as if extending from his back — but the creature seized his wrist suddenly, and pulled away.

“Hands off,” he murmured, in between pants and Steve forced a gulp.

Gathering both of his hands, he pinned them against the headboard and Steve felt his cock twitch at the sheer force.

Out of nowhere, he felt something soft and satin-like wrap around his fists and tie them together before they were slammed against the headboard, right above his head.

Steve yanked hard, but the satin restraints seemed to tie him firmly to the bedpost.

"You paint a pretty picture," the creature observed, and Steve felt his body shiver under his gaze. He felt embarrassed and hot, spread out so obscenely before him.

The creature lowered himself onto Steve again, and Steve arched against him, relishing in the warmth that his body provided. His lips sucked at Steve's collarbone, moving lower and lower and Steve felt his entire body grow feverish.

He groaned slow and long as the creature licked down the length of this cock, at a pace that felt like the world was standing. Body tightening as the demon pulled away again, Steve whimpered.

Cold enveloped Steve once more. He whined, needing the creature’s touch. Not before long, he felt a knee wrench his legs apart and pull him lower. His hands stretched against the restraints now, body splayed on the silken sheets as he waited for the creature — man— to have his way with him.

Steve gasped loudly when he felt a finger push inside him suddenly. Slowly at first, the man pulled and pushed, before working in another finger and picking up pace all in one breath and Steve felt like he was going to explode.

Every push lifted him higher and higher, as his body throbbed for release.

"Please," he whimpered, tugging at the darned restraints that wouldn't budge. He was so painfully close.

"My pleasure," came the deep, hoarse reply and with a last, maddening push Steve came all over himself, moaning a string of curses.

"Good boy," the man teased and Steve felt himself flush, although he could barely make sense of anything around him. He felt dizzy still, and blood continued to roar in his ears.

He had hardly recovered from the ecstasy of the last orgasm before he was being turned and pried open again.

"Not done with you yet, darling. Open up."

Steve found himself eagerly obeying the command, despite the fact that his arms had started to hurt above his head. The man pulled Steve's thighs open, draping his legs over Steve's and pressed his length between his hips from behind teasing the hole.

Steve hissed as the man filled him, his walls expanding to take him whole. Deep in his gut something throbbed, and he wriggled against his hips, urging him to move.

He gasped as the man started his pace, pulling out right until the tip and slamming into him again with inhuman force. His fingers dug into Steve's skin as he drove into him, moving faster and Steve squeezed his eyes shut, moans beginning to fall from his lips.

“Faster,” he begged, feeling his walls stretch with each thrust. The violent pleasure built up, as his pace quickened to indescribable speeds.

Each deep jab of his cock felt more violent, and Steve felt himself edging closer to climax once again.

He bucked his hips, as pleasure finally burst forth and he was lost in its surges. His husband pulled him close then, thick arms enveloping him and thrust hard as the bed shook under them.

Steve was beginning to feel light headed, his grip from reality loosening. Just then his lover stilled, grunting hard as his warm seed filled Steve. He felt sweaty and exhausted, but his body thrummed warmly as the man held him close. They fell into the bedding, panting in unison as his lover's erratic trusts came to a still.

"Perfect," Steve heard him whisper and his heart soared with pride.

With a start Steve realised that his fear was long gone, replaced instead with bold curiosity.

"Who are you?" he breathed, attempting to turn but failing.

Steve felt a set of lips press against his shoulder in a chaste kiss.

"All in good time, sweetheart," came the reply and Steve felt his heart flutter. “All in good time.”

Steve couldn’t find the strength to argue.

"What do I call you then?"

"Whatever you wish to. I ask only one thing, that you be here, ready and waiting for me, everyday. Understood?"

Steve found himself nodding at his future husband's words.

"Understood."

"Good," he said and Steve felt his eyes droop, the exhaustion catching up. He didn't even realise that his hands were no longer tied when sleep finally claimed him.

In the morning, as expected, his husband was nowhere to be found. Steve had woken up to find himself bare between the tangled sheets, cheeks flushing as he remembered the events that had transpired last night.

As it were, he felt ashamed to have fallen prey to his husband's allure again. The mere thought of seeing him again filled him with passionate desire and it angered him deeply that he was so weak for him, despite the fact that he was here against his will.

Steve decided to explore the palace more, later that evening, and found himself on a veranda overlooking the gardens. A shallow pool stood in the middle of it, it's shimmering waters calling to Steve. Slipping off his toga he waded in, finding it to be surprisingly warm — a welcome relief for sore muscles. All the while, his eyes searched for his lover, feeling alarmed when anything in the shadows moved. But no one approached him.

As the sun dipped lower and the water grew colder, Steve's heart began to thump with excitement. He decided not to leave the veranda, hoping that his husband would seek him out and be forced to be in the open.

Steve was enjoying the hot water against his skin, when a familiar voice called to him.

"Steve.”

"My lord," Steve called back, mockery evident in his voice.

"Come to me," the voice called again, echoing through the corner shadows. His voice reverberated all around Steve and he felt himself harden at his silken tone, much to his embarrassment.

"Why don't you come to me?" he called back, feeling a chill blossom over his being.

"Don't make me make you, Steve."

The voice seemed annoyed and Steve would be lying if he said he didn’t like it. He didn't budge, however, pressing himself against the wall of the pool.

Suddenly, his eyes went dark — a cloth had descended over his eyes and was tied back. He reached for the blindfold, terrified, but his arms were being pulled and tied behind him too.

"You're stubborn, aren't you? Do I have to teach you to obey?"

Steve said nothing, trying to make out just where his husband was standing.

"Get out of the water," he commanded from somewhere above him. Having no other choice, Steve climbed out, trying his hardest to not slip right back in.

"On your knees and bend over," he said hoarsely, as if overcome by the sight before him.

Steve did as he was told, again, falling to the cool marble floor. His erection was throbbing now, the cool wind of the night doing little to help his case.

Steve gasped sharply as something wet — his lover's tongue — swept over his hole. One flick and Steve was already gone. A split second later the tongue had pushed in and Steve screamed something incoherent. He felt his husband grip his thighs, wrenching them apart and pushing in further.

Steve bucked against his mouth, trying to get close to what he now desperately wanted. But as quickly as it had come, the tongue was gone, leaving Steve open, bare and tingling all over.

"P-please," he gasped, wiggling his ass — needing his touch, something, only to be greeted by the cold, cold breeze.

He couldn't even touch himself — but just then, crack — he shuddered, bucking as his husband's hand struck his butt cheek.

He whimpered, feeling the slap ripple through his very core. He was blinded, pain ebbing through his lower body, knees feeling numb and yet, all he could think was how his lover’s tongue had felt.

"You failed to do the thing I asked." Steve didn’t detect any annoyance in his voice but believed him to be serious. He was still on fire and god, he needed him bad.

"Please," he begged, "I'm s-sorry."

"Louder, sweetheart. I can't hear you," his husband said.

"I'm sorry," Steve croaked, feeling his voice thicken with want. "I need you. I'll be good."

There was deafening silence for a moment, punctuated by the man’s deep breaths.

"Walk in front of me."

The man led him to what Steve believed was the dark chamber. Before he knew it, Steve was being pushed onto the silken bed in no time. He was feeling ravenous, needing his lover's lips on him.

His hands were still tied, eyes blindfolded — although it wasn't necessary since he couldn't see him either way.

His fear was once again turning into thrumming desire, the ache between his legs pulsing.

"Why did you disobey me?" the man asked suddenly, sounding pained and Steve found that his heart did not like this one bit.

"I wished to see you, m-my Lord. I don't care what you look like—" Steve began, earnestly.

"Do you doubt my love for you? Haven't I given you everything you've asked?"

Steve found it hard to argue with him at that, but he burned to know who his lover was. "But—"

"If you saw me you would either despise me or love me. I would rather not risk it. "

Steve said nothing, blinking in the dark. Whatever he said, only made him more questions erupt in his mind. His destined husband seemed anything but a monster, and yet his refusal to reveal himself terrified Steve. What exactly was he hiding?

Sprawled on the bed, he felt his husband lower himself onto him again and he was forced to push his thoughts aside. And then the man was kissing him, hands fondling every dip and peak of Steve's body. His hands moved to grip Steve's ass, kneading and twisting until he was a squirming mess beneath him.

"Steve," the voice said against his lips, feverish and frantic. He seemed to be in a different mood today, his tone sounding less demanding than usual.

Still, Steve waited, breathing heavily, ready to do whatever he was asked.

"I'm going to need you to suck me. Can you do that?"

His tone was firm but calculated and Steve felt his heart tighten with anticipation. He remembered how his lover's cock had felt against his stomach and inside him. He wondered what it looked like, mouth watering at the mere thought.

Steve nodded, and he rose, crawling over him. And then, Steve felt the tip of the shaft against his lips. Wetting his lips, Steve pressed a firm kiss against the side, determined to do his best.

He opened his lips then, and the man pushed in, grunting. He could make out its girth and vague shape as he slowly took him in, savoring the salty taste.

His husband hissed as Steve began to hollow out his cheeks, licking the underside as he went. He began to move against his mouth as Steve blew and sucked at his length, hips twitching erratically.

His husband moaned a string of curses as Steve wrapped his tongue around him and sucked hard and fast. Steve bobbed his head up and down the shaft, building up the friction that elicited grunts from his lover. With a shout the man came, his warm cum coating Steve's throat. And he took everything he had to give, gulping hard.

The man pulled out then, moving to kiss Steve again, hand trailing towards his own cock. Steve gasped as he took his erect cock in his palm, stroking him as he kissed him deeply.

Several climaxes later, Steve found himself drifting, feeling more worn out than he had ever before. His destined husband, however, proved to be insatiable — waking him up in between intervals throughout the night and pleasuring him in ways he had never even heard.

Several days passed, as Steve grew more and impossibly intimate with his husband.

For a while it was perfect, Steve felt the happiest and found that he was falling for his to-be-husband.

Still, doubts lingered in the back of his head. How could he wed someone he would, perhaps, never see? In his heart, Steve knew he loved him, knew that even if his husband happened to be the most grotesque he would love him.

Then, why, it finally dawned, did it matter if he did see him?

That night, Steve found himself being ravaged by his lover again— his hands behind his back, mouth agape with pleasure and eyes squeezed shut.

He was pushed over the edge again, and three times after that, until they both collapsed into each other— in a heap of tangled limbs.

His husband had long removed his restraints, one arm draped across Steve’s form as he slept on. But Steve was wide awake, heart beating wildly against his chest. If he could ever chance a look upon his future husband, it was now.

He hadn’t a minute to waste and ran as fast as he could to his room and back, bringing a lit candle into the dark room.

When the flame finally cast its amber light onto his lover’s sleeping form, his body froze. For, instead of a monstrous demon, his husband was the most ethereal being Steve had ever seen. He was lean and muscly — bronze skin and refined features. Perfect, dark curls fell atop his head, long eyelashes resting gently against his cheekbones. Giant, white-feathered wings sprung from his back, that seemed to shimmer gold and scarlet in the dim candle light.

He knew at once who he was, not a man either, as he had thought, but a god. The son of Aphrodite and a mortal man — Tony, himself. He was so drawn to his allure, despite the fact that he had not been poisoned by one of his mechanical arrows. The longer he gazed at his form the more impossible he found it to resist him.

He drew closer, mesmerised, and in his daze, tripped over his feet. A drop of wax from the candle went plummeting down and landed on his lover’s— the god’s— sleeping face.

His eyes snapped open at once, and Steve staggered back— fearing for his life, once again.

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My Thoughts on The Gods - Part 7

Here's the newest post in this series - this time, with Hera!

Hera is more than just a goddess who upholds the honor of marriage. She is also the spirit of commitment. She is the comfort found in a strong relationship between two people who adore each other. It doesn’t have to be a traditional marriage, just a lifelong bond that each party is dedicated to.

Hera is the archetypal mother. She’s regal, dominating, and knows what’s best. She may be hard on those around her, but it’s only out of a desire to see them do better. She loves her family and would do whatever it takes to defend them.

Every time a country establishes more rights for same sex couples, both Hera and Aphrodite rejoice. Love is love to them and everyone should be able to express that and have their own families, biological or adopted.

Hera is the karma that lands upon those who cheat on their partners. This is shared with Aphrodite, but the ancient myths show that she is not one to take such a betrayal lightly. She understands the pain of heartbreak and seeks to make sure those who cause it suffer for it.

Loyalty is one of Hera’s most admired qualities. It’s important to stay true to the people you care for, especially family.

Even if she can be a tad traditional and conservative, Hera doesn’t agree with those who believe that allowing same sex marriage weakens the institution of traditional marriage. She believes that those who are dedicated to one another should have the ability to marry, regardless of who they are or what their sexuality is.

Hera is the mother who bakes things for new members of the neighborhood and delivers them personally with a formal introduction. She then happily begins guiding them through the in and outs of the community.

Hera is a champion for women’s rights alongside her fellow goddesses. She’s especially concerned with reproductive rights as she wants women and their unborn children should have access to healthcare, regardless of economic status or religious belief. Even in the case of women not deciding to have a child, she still wants their health and comfort.

Hera and Aphrodite watch gossip and reality shows to mock how utterly ridiculous they are. It’s a nice way of unwinding after a stressful day.

Hera cherishes nature, so it’s not uncommon to see her and her sister, Demeter, out together on nature walks or visiting animal rescue shelters.

Hera sometimes plays midwife, especially for women who have extremely burdensome or high-risk pregnancies. She does her best to make the process go smoothly and help mother and child to remain in health.

Proud mom who displays all her kids’ awards and letters of recognition all over her house.

Awesome dinner party hostess. Speaks with everyone and makes sure the food and drinks keep coming to keep everyone happy.

She’s the PTA mom. You can’t convince me otherwise. Fight me.

She’s the marriage counselor who does her best to help couples resolve their issues, or in lieu of that, tries to ease the process of divorce, particularly if there are children involved.

Totally goes to Starbucks every morning with either Aphrodite or Demeter to enjoy a caramel frappuccino or a Pumpkin Spice latte.

She is more than happy to open her home to those in need, comforting in times of hardship and giving them much needed kindness alongside her husband and sister, Hestia

Hera regularly goes to animal rescues to help aid exhausted workers and help animals find their forever home. She is sometimes joined by Demeter, Dionysus, Persephone, and Pan

Knows how to whip up the perfect cup of coffee. Both Zeus and Hermes absolutely adore it

Patron goddess of gynecologists, doulas, midwives, widows, mothers, adoptive families (along with Hestia, Hermes, the Twins, and Zeus), women (cis and trans), and nannies/babysitters

Loves riding horses and is adept at it. Sometimes races against her brother, Poseidon

It brings her joy when she sees families reunite, especially for those in military families. She, Ares, and Athena watch over the soldiers coming home to facilitate these

Keeps up a garden as a means of connecting with her grandmother Gaia

Holds a family day on Olympus where everyone comes together to eat and share stories

Watches over families grieving the loss of a child or parent

Teaches women how to depend on themselves rather than others. She helps them recognize the strength and dignity they are truly capable of

She is the warmth of a loving embrace

She is there in words of a mother asking a guest if they would like something to eat

She is in the blush of a young new bride on her wedding day

She is the joy of partners celebrating their anniversary together

She is found in the yearning between long-distance lovers

She is the kiss a child gets to make an injury feel better

You can find her in the laughter of babies

Her presence lingers as a blanket of comfort over grieving families

You can meet her in the glimmering eyes of a woman whose having her first child

She is the nurse looking after a woman has lost a child in miscarriage

She is the kind helper at a free clinic who tends to those who want an abortion, not making any judgement on their choice

Supports organizations that encourage safe sex and women's health

She is the tenderness of a parent swooning over their newborn child

She is the motherly intuition of knowing your child is up to no good (Only natural given her experience with Hermes, Apollo, and Dionysus)

She enjoys working on jewelry making with her son, Hephaestus. They have a line they sell together

She's the mama bear who would defend any of her children and loved ones to the end. Her wrath is a spectacle to behold

#hera #hellenism #thoughts on the gods #my post #connecting with the gods #modern gods

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yardenercom · 9 months

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A Vibrant Guide to Flowers and Bulbs for Gorgeous Gardens

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rinhkitty · 5 years

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FFXIV Website Tools

Wikis

Gamer Escape - Probably the most comprehensive wiki for the game. Tons and tons of info on basically everything, plus Discus comments at the bottom of each page.

ConsoleGames FFXIV Wiki - Another wiki, also very comprehensive, but in a more familiar, traditional, Wikipedia-esque format.

Final Fantasy Wiki - A good solid wiki, but has information for ALL Final Fantasy Games, so requires a bit of navigating.

FFXIV Guild - Somewhat out of date, but offers several still-useful guides for leveling things.

Gathering and Crafting

Garland Tools Database - Extremely comprehensive, constantly updated. Amazing for making lists of what you want and doing all the math for you on how to get it. Lots of other tools on the site, but this one’s the one you remember it for!

Teamcraft - Simliar in many ways to Garland, but has tools the above does not, and vice-versa. Requires a login, but also gives you access to community input, such as rotations people have figured out, as well as tracking your crafting and gathering logs.

XIV Angler - For when you need to know HOW to catch that @&$%ing fish. Baits, weathers, windows, even hooking info.

FFXIV Crafting Optimizer - Never lose mats to figuring out a rotation again! Also saves your stats in a cookie, so once you plug everything in, it’s easy to keep yourself up to date and come up with the best rotations. Also makes macros for you.

FFXIV Clock - Does exactly what it sounds like it does. For an alarm that will make noise regardless of what you’re tabbed into, use these settings.

Crafting as a Service - Find out what gear you need, find out what mats you need, and figure out how the HECK to level DoH.

Forum Thread - Desynthesis Guide - Exactly as advertised. Useful to get through items you can get from ARR and HW, but drops off there.

FFXIV Gardening - How to crossbreed, what to crossbreed, and what success rates you’re looking at. “Worth nothing that the efficiency ratings on FFXIV Gardening are NOT success rates! They are an efficiency calculation based on price of the seeds, how hard they are to obtain, and a few other factors.” Thank you @renofmanyalts for the clarification!

Hunting

Ariyala Hunt Tracker - Ariyala has several other tools, but this is probably by and large the best dang tool on the site. It’s broken down by server, and it relies on peoples’ inputs for kill times. Of note, trackers for Behemoth, Odin, and Ixion are included.

Horus Hunts - Dedicated exclusively to tracking hunts. User interface is a little complex, but isn’t difficult to figure out at all. Does require accounts for reporting, but accounts are linked to Lodestone profiles, making it easier to tell if the site is being trolled or not. Of note: as of May 2019, the site is prone to long load times and frequent downtime, usually due to the (probably unexpected) volume of user traffic.

FFXIV Hunts Pathfinder - For daily hunts, shows you the simplest ways to get them all knocked out in a manner that doesn’t make you want to punch Yoshi-P. Has ARR, HW, and SB pathfinders.

Cable Monkey’s Hunt Maps - Never ask where Squonk is again! Spawn points for ARR, HW, and SB hunt marks, B, A, and S ranks. THIS SITE WILL NOT BE UPDATED FOR SHADOWBRINGERS

FFXIV Hunts - Almost identical to Cable Monkey’s site, but a much more user-friendly layout, with collapsible sections by expansion.

Collections and Logs

Sightseeing Log Helper - Where to go, when to go, what emote to use. Also keeps track of which sightseeing log entries you’ve done, and can filter them out.

Eureka Tracker - THE Eureka tracker website. Create and share NM spawns in each zone, check the weather, even tell people if the local Pazuzu is up or not! Also has a logos tracker!

FFLogos - For keeping track of what mnemes you’ve got, what you need, and what actions you’ve unlocked. Will tell you if you can make something based on your input of what you’ve got in your inventory.

Eorzea Music - Excellent way to keep track of what orchestrion rolls you have and don’t have, as well as where to get all of them. Asks you to create an account, but is free.

Apkallu Falls - A rather comprehensive collection of collection trackers. Does require a login for manual tracking, but covers just about everything you would want to collect except Triple Triad cards.

Glamour

XIV Style - A comprehensive catalogue of What The Heck Does It Look Like, very neatly sorted and categorized.

Eorzea Collection - We all know glamour is the true endgame, and this is the catalogue to look at if you want glamour inspiration or just want to see what other people are wearing. Basically the Vogue Magazine for FFXIV.

Miraprisnap - Very similar to Eorzea Collection; a gallery for inspiration, but entirely in Japanese, with no translation available.

Miscellaneous Tools

FFXIV Squadron - A website that does annoying squadron math for you! Find out if you actually can do that mission or not the (relatively) easy way.

Chocobo Color Calculator - Accurate results for what to stuff your birb with to get the color you want, plus or minus RNG. Because it’s not really FFXIV if there isn’t RNG in it.

FF14 Housing - Images of housing items in the game, as well as where to get them. Updated regularly, very comprehensive.

Housing Snap - A housing magazine, basically, chock full of ideas, inspirations, and really pretty pictures. Of note: the website is in Japanese, and does not seem to have any translations to select from.

Skywatcher Plus - Just in case you want something that does nothing but tell you the weather. Does not include Eureka weather.

Character Card Generator - Fun little character card generator.

Instant Sloppy - Because this list would absolutely not be complete without this. You already know what it does.

Credits

Special thank-yous for contributing go to:

@roses-and-grimoires - recommended Apkallu Falls

@ooc-llorne - recommended Housing Snap and Teamcraft

@renofmanyalts - clarification of % rates noted on FFXIV Gardening

@egg-soda - for suggesting Miraprisnap

#ooc #tools #ffxiv tools #ffxiv websites #website tools #sloppy button

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blankdblank · 4 years

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Next Caller Pt 15

Exhaling sharply you closed your door leaving your bag on the mounted coat rack and got to heating and mixing your soaps. While they settled into their molds and the dish and laundry soap was poured into the new empty juice bottles. Once done you walked through your home changing into shorts and a tank top on your way to your study where into your typewriter on a stack of trunks you fed a blank sheet of paper and wet your lips typing up a simple yet hopefully interesting notice for the town bulletin board. Trotting out of the house with a giddy giggle and hum you made your way a couple squares over to the town park catching more than a few eyes from the curious neighbors you passed along the way. A simple slide of the protective glass door and you tacked up your notice and eased the door shut.

Turned around you flinched out a wide grin to the first of your neighbors who had peered over your shoulder and asked, “Rummage sale?”

“Blackberry snippets. Found a fountain under a bush in my greenhouse. Thought others might want some.” He nodded and as you said, “Well, have a good day, gonna start picking.” Giving him a wave in your turn to trot back to your home missing his pulling out his phone to start spreading the message while more neighbors from the park came over to see what you had posted to answer their own curiosity.

Back inside you flashed a grin to Kuu, who was on another curious stroll of the house saying, “Got three weeks off my hotel job.”

Curiously he strolled with you to the greenhouse where he watched you lift the large bowl on the top of the pile you had gathered for the berries after tying up your hair into a messy bun. One by one you got to picking with the birds helping to gather those up top. All the bowls were full and moved into the kitchen where you tried to see what else you could use only to turn with curiously pursed lips at the doorbell sounding. Turning around you headed for the door hearing Kuu and Belly talking about the company. Upon opening the door you grinned at the group of neighbors, including the one who had been hiding Thorin with garden tools, bags and buckets in hand.

“Heard you had some blackberry troubles.”

Weakly you chuckled and stepped back, “It’s pretty big.” Allowing them inside you caught their curious glances around the house back to the greenhouse.

“Nice paint job. It’s so good to know Kuvu and Mara’s place went to a good owner.”

“That’s nice of you to say. My first home, never thought I could afford or get approved for one.”

Neighbor 2 asked, “Where did you live before this?”

“Beryl.” That had the group looking you over in the final hall where you said, “Hey guys we’ve got some help with the blackberries.”

The group eyed the planters with the Hobbits among them parting their lips at more than a few of them, only to turn their gaze to Belly who gripped one of the dangling perches to look the group over. Kuu however ruffled up his feathers after trying to tug a branch out that just snapped back again luring eyes to him. To the group you said, “These are Kuu and Balakavallatagh, just be careful of the hummingbird house over there, they just had hatchlings few nights back.”

They nodded and after a few moments awe they turned their gazes to the impossibly large blackberry bush you all started to prune back. The base of the edge around what you assumed at first to be a pebble pond you removed your converse and socks to step into the water more of the help chose to copy or had put on boots. Collections of bits of root dug out between the pebble base of your mystery fountain. Tiny nicks and cuts earned grunts from those helping you while the resilient bush refused to give in easily.

Pulling up a couple of branches you eyed a rough rock in what seemed to be the base of whatever had been under this for so long. Stepping up onto it you parted the branches to join the other barefoot Hobbits to start the climb onto the fountain. “Anyone know what this is supposed to be?”

Thorin’s helper answered, “I believe it’s supposed to be bears, there’s a cub over here.” That had you leaning around the bush catching a glimpse of a copper root vein coated cub near that side of the fountain.

“Huh,” you muttered then got back to digging only to let out a sharp gasp at a root ended branch bundle being tugged free releasing that stream of water that went out over your foot and shin. Tossing that bundle to the pile you got back to work thankful for your Hobbit genes allowing you a bit more grip in watery surfaces. Higher and higher you worked only gaining more water to soak your lower half and the lower half of your shirt. On hands and knees you climbed to the top through the seven streams of water flowing down from the top of the layered rock fountain you and two of the Hobbits cut back the remaining vines to reveal an adult bear and two more cubs up top.

“Aww. Now this is just precious.”

The neighbors chuckled and one of the Hobbits said, “Yes it is. Kuvu’s clan are guided by bears.”

Carefully you used the brush you tucked in your back pocket to scrub the statues to ensure the roots were gone and the bush wouldn’t grow back again with each of the Hobbits helping all the way down again into the pebble pool the Dwarves had cleared before the water could pool into it again. Slowly it had filled the nearly foot deep base and with a shriek you jumped out of the pond feeling something brush against your foot luring the others and Kuu to your side as you panted eyeing the water. “It’s a turtle.” Smoothing your hands over your face groaning, “I thought it was a crab.”

Lowering your hands you eyed the turtle followed by three more making one of the hobbits say, “Kuvu must have missed some eggs when they left.”

Thorin’s helper asked, “You don’t like crabs?”

“Um,” you said peering up at him, “More like they don’t like me. Spent some time on an island in the service, they did not take kindly to neighbors.”

Kuu started to follow the turtle around the pond and you giggled as the Hobbit closer to you said, “Quite the curious fellow.”

You nodded, “Yes, only seen them on shows. No doubt they love the water’s flowing again. And I can get some lilies or something for it.”

One of he Hobbit’s ears perked up, “Ooh, I have some lovely ones, back in two shakes.” Eagerly he trotted out of the house and you glanced at the others who chuckled gathering up their helpings of the root bundles and helped to gather the rest up for you and helped to divide them out to the rest of your arriving neighbors who took the remaining bundles. Spare leaves, vines and branches were taken up by a few Dams and Hobbits to use in art projects clearing up the mess by the time the Hobbit returned with two of his sons who helped empty the floating buds in a trio of buckets into the fountain. Grinning to yourself you watched the yellow, pink, purple and white buds and floating lily pads settle onto the surface as their father said, “Didn’t know which you would prefer, but you should like the spread and see what wins out.”

“Thank you, very much.”

Hobbit, “Least we could do for the blackberries, fair trade and all.”

Neighbor 2, “Where did you find Kuu?”

“Well my old neighbors got taken by a salesman, all of my birds, they wanted to eat them.” That made beards puff up and brows rise, “Didn’t know what they were sold and I told them they were venomous, so I took them off their hands. But I’ve always tried to give them tons of plants and room to at least spread their wings. Now they have ample, and if Kuu gets too big to fly in here he could always circle the neighborhood. Mostly keeps to himself.”

Thorin’s helper said, “Well we hope it goes unsaid they’re safe here. None of us would dare hurt them.”

“I know, but thank you.”

With nods and a sea of thanks your neighbors took a final appreciative glance at the beginnings of your greenhouse and led the way back to your door leaving you alone to your birds, all of which they were buzzing about. Each had their own close glimpses of the rare breeds while you adjusted a few of the shifted stones to rebuild a bank the turtles could climb onto the rim of the fountain to sun themselves. Halfway dripping you giggled and hurried to grab your phone in your room you brought back snapping a picture of the fountain and one of the curious turtles who came up onto the bank to creep up onto the rim looking around. “Hi little guy. We’re not gonna hurt you.”

Firing off the message you grinned writing to Thorin, ‘It was a bear fountain!! Plus there’s turtles!! Neighbors brought some lilies for me trading for blackberry bunches.’

His bright eyes blinked at you and Belly landed on your shoulder cocking his head at the bird Kuu had leaned in to get a closer look at saying, “You are the ones blowing bubbles all night.”

Giggling to yourself you moved to the hummingbird house asking, “Did you guys plan where you wanted the butterfly bush?”

Out of their house they flew and circled a patch of moss with a triangle of stones leaving ample space for the bush to grow crouching down you pulled back the moss and then went to fetch the pot and your hand shovel. A decent hole was dug and gently you transferred the plant patting the ground over its stretching roots to your soft Vanyar whispers that drew the curious turtles to look you over and your slightly shimmering skin. Nipping at your lip you moved to the ground around the fountain and tapped your foot feeling where a hidden path was and tug by tug you started to pull back all the moss outlining the pathways to surround the planter sections spreading through the greenhouse. Each you edged with a hand shovel that with a bucket of water you scrubbed with a hard bristled broom you used to scrub the roof panes on your old flat in the winters. Small efforts but it all seemed to be falling into place and flowers were settled into the areas you cleared as well across from the veggie and fruit sections already shifted.

Up your eyes shifted from the fountain to the vine coated pillars you hated to tear down because of the bluebells that had worked themselves into the vines. Small patches of wildflowers were left as well just leaving the odd patches of tall grassy nonsense you would leave for later to tear out. Grabbing your phone you waved to the turtles leaving them to explore and adjust to their neighbors they had been hiding from. Nipping at your lip you copied the message to Frerin and set your phone on your bed heading to your bath to take a shower.

Under the hot water you scrubbed and soaped up and rinsed off. Once dried you wound your hair back into an old style you had almost forgotten you knew how to make with swirls feeding down the sides into a top braid ending in a messy bun on the back of your head. In flannels and a sheer tank top you went back to your kitchen pocketing your phone t refocus on your blackberries. Each one you rinsed and dabbed dry in a clean cloth settling them back in their bowls you eased into pop up colorful boxes you had been dying to use forever that filled a shelf in your fridge. Eyeing the fridge you sighed and brought out a bowl of grapes and sliced melons you pulled out closing the fridge in a bump with your hip. Pulling out a fork you left in the bowl you moved to grab one of your oranges you sliced down the top with one of your tangerine knives from your new set and folded back the skins rinsing and leaving the knife on your drying rack.

Lifting the bowl you moved to the living room and climbed onto the couch settling right in the middle turning on the projector to pick something to watch. Piece by piece you ate the fruit and focused on the show only to grin feeling a buzz in your pocket. Pulling the phone out you grinned wider seeing Frerin’s response of a picture of a chipmunk he had seen outside his racetrack he was racing at saying he’d made a friend too. Setting the empty bowl aside you shifted your propped up leg and watched Belly land on your thigh on the stretched out leg to walk up and lay down on your stomach. Settling down to contently enjoy your pets through a nap through to sunset when your phone buzzed again.

“Incredible work and adorable friends you’ve got there.” Thorin had finally texted back. Warmly a tear streamed down your cheek you wiped away uncertain of why it had fallen only to sniffle and roll your eyes hiding away another tear at his next message, “See you tomorrow, Mafioso.”

“Sleep tight Mug Dealer. I’ll bring your berries.”

Thursday, no show today and sleeplessly you chose to paint, uncertain of what only to eye the sunflower medley across the easel meant to have a lion cub only to look more like a kitten. Dinner and breakfast gave you chances to use more of your new knives you added to your dish washer you set off and sighed glancing at the clock eventually losing patience and finding your shoes to head off early. With painting in hand you headed out for the walk to the Acorn in case the tea shop was crowded again and a bag on your hip with the berries. Through the door you went and at the sounding of the bell you caught Bilbo’s eye and flashed him a wave seeing his curious grin nearing the counter as you did.

“Don’t tell me you’re eager to go under the needle again?”

Weakly you chuckled and replied, “Actually brought you something. Couldn’t sleep, and well I know Dwalin calls Frodo Sunflower and I thought this might be ok?” Setting the painting on the counter his lips parted and you said, “I know Vili said Frodo likes lions but it ended up looking more like a kitten. I just, you didn’t take money for my tattoo and maybe this might not be too much?”

He let out a stunned chuckle and said, “This is not too much, I know he will love it, in fact, let’s go show him.” Making you grin bashfully and follow him to the break room saying, “Look here little one, someone brought you a gift!” Nearing the play pen he lifted Frodo from letting you watch him squeal and reach out to pat his hand on the painting and lean in to snuggle with it only for Bilbo to pull it back saying, “No cuddling, it’s for your room.”

His lip poked out and you said, “Give me a couple days and I can make him a plushie if you like.”

Bilbo chuckled carrying the painting to the shelves along the wall propping up the painting and walked back to you, “He has tons of plushies. Dwalin came home with five last week alone. His own mini army if he liked.” Making you giggle again and brush the loose curls hanging over your back into Frodo’s reach. “You couldn’t sleep?”

“Had a nap after, ooh, you don’t know yet,” you said pulling out your phone to show the grinning Hobbit your fountain, “That massive blackberry bush in my greenhouse was a fountain. Some neighbors helped me tear it all out, and there were some turtles left behind by the former owner. My neighbor traded me those lilies.”

Bilbo, “That is stunning, well done, bet that took a lot out of you.”

“It did, but it felt good. Did you want the blackberries or should I ask Dwalin?”

Bilbo, “Ooh, we’ll take them Dear, he’ll forget them and we can nibble on them.” Making you chuckle and dig in your bag handing him over a box, “Thank you, and thank you for the painting, it is incredible. We will treasure it always, especially Frodo, I know just where Dwalin will hang it.”

With a grin you waved goodbye after hugging the pair at Bilbo’s arm extending to offer one, “Have a lovely day guys.”

“You as well!” Hastily the Hobbit drew out his phone to snap a picture of the painting he sent off to Dwalin before turning to the table to help themselves to some of your berries.

Across the street you trotted and followed the path to the waiting shop sitting rather glumly next to empty only for the men to perk up seeing you strolling through the door taking notice of the shortened hours notice for over the weekend. Up to the counter you went resting your arms on it, “More repairs this weekend?”

Thorin’s brows popped up then dropped, “No, um, there’s a tea convention. Dwalin and I are going and we always close it early to give our workers a break from having to cover our shifts too.” You nodded and he said, “I’ll get you up your usual surprise. Any new discoveries in your greenhouse?”

“Not really, uncovered the pathways, really got almost all the work there done.”

In a hum he replied, “Wow you are productive when left alone.”

Rolling your eyes you turned to your table only to be scooped up in a tight hug by Dwalin making you giggle in his hold until he set you down again, “Thank you so much. Sunflower loves his painting and we will love it forever.”

In another giggle you replied, “You are very welcome. I hoped it wouldn’t have been too much.”

He shook his head and you eyed the black shirt he pulled off his shoulder, “Now I won’t feel so out of place giving you this.”

Thorin glanced over his shoulder, “Giving what?” His mouth dropped open as you eyed the shirt he unfolded in front of you with a cat in a top hat, monocle and bowtie holding a tea cup above the words ‘How A-Mew-Sing’ making you smirk as Thorin said, “You didn’t!”

Curiously you asked, “You didn’t do what?”

Dwalin said, “I got, plans this weekend, so you can go in my place since you’re off and all.”

“Go, where?”

Dwalin, “Rohan, Helm’s Deep more specifically, for the World Tea Expo.”

Thorin, “You did not plan this! Set it up for her to have to go in your place!”

Dwalin turned, “Poor Lass is bored out of her mind at home, no doubt she will love it!” Then turned again looking to you holding up the shirt in front of you, “See, fit’s perfect.”

Thorin came towards you with two mugs in hand saying, “You don’t have to go.”

Dwalin, “Well I can’t go! Nonrefundable tickets and all that, we’ve got two passes!”

Looking between them as Thorin set the mugs on your usual table and turned to prop a fist on his hip you said, “I mean, he’s got a point.” Thorin glanced at you, “I have nothing to do, my birds are all set on food and can care for themselves, the turtles have the lilies and algae on the rocks to eat. And if you need two to go I’m free, so, ya. Plus you can use it to keep up on my tea lessons.”

Your half smirk and the thought of going alone with you anywhere mingled with his being able to show you more about his passion of tea had him humming, “Fine, now drink your tea.” In your mock salute you accepted the shirt from Dwalin and he said, “We leave Friday night.”

“Ooh, it’s not too early is it? I sort of have this town bake off thing I said I’d go to. It wouldn’t be right to take their time in tearing out my blackberry bush without coming to help out.”

Thorin’s smirk deepened as Dwalin replied, “Flight is at eight.”

“Well the bake off thing is at four. Shouldn’t be too long and I can buy a suitcase.”

Dwalin patted Thorin’s back, “Thorin can help, slow day with the show off today.” Passing the shirt to his cousin he said, “Here’s your shirt.” Patting him on the back.

Thorin unfolded it and after you had hopped up onto your chair and snapped a picture of the mug, looking up at the pair only to giggle at Thorin’s open mouthed stare at the green shirt with a mustache, monocle, bowler hat wearing tea cup holding t-rex next to the words ‘Tea Rex’. “You really outdid yourself this time..”

“I think it’s adorable,”

Thorin looked to you as you took a sip of your drink, struggling hard not to melt at your easy grin sent his way and Dwalin said, “See, she gets it. It’s a tradition to wear joking shirts to the first day of the convention and you know it.”

Thorin said catching your confused glance between them, “We would be flying back on Sunday evening don’t worry about missing your radio shift.”

While you sipped on your tea the pair sampled the berries you set on the table as Balin took his back to the fridge in the office to save for later to try for jams. To the bottom of your mug you drank watching Thorin do the same between your bantering conversation with the cousins, both of whom seemed to be amused at the notion of you going off with Thorin. Balin was the one to take your mugs and on your feet again you folded your shirt you eased into your bag handing over the last of your berry boxes you had brought and joined Thorin to his car again. “So, where does one purchase a suitcase?”

Chuckling to himself he stated, “There’s a luggage shop not far from here.”

“Wonder how that works year round. I mean how many people could possibly need new luggage frequently.” Into the car you lowered and he chuckled to himself opening his own door hearing your rambling continue, “Take your business, you use it once and it’s gone demanding them to come back again for more. I guess luggage could break or get lost but unless they’re bribing travel agencies to mishandle luggage I highly doubt there can’t be some sinister motive behind keeping them in the green.”

Thorin chuckled again turning on his car, “You do realize people have babies.”

And he smirked already knowing your response pulling out of the lot, “Babies need suitcases?”

“Babies grow up into children, who need suitcases. Plus when they go on trips or off to University they need new luggage. Then you take into account fashions of the time, internal storage-,”

“It’s a box you put things in, who cares what it looks like? No one goes on vacations with friends then shuns them for having out of fashion luggage.”

Again he chuckled saying, “Some people are that shallow. Knew a Dam in Uni who refused to use the same bag twice.”

“Hope she got hit with it by her parents.”

Again he chuckled, “They weren’t around much. She settled her worth by what she had to show off to her friends.”

“Not very good friends then.”

“No, not really.” He looked you over, “Any specific style in mind?”

“Um, one that doesn’t draw blood when I open or close it.” Making him chuckle again, “Had a trunk once kept slicing my finger on one of the latches.”

“Did you have it repaired?”

“Nope, broke the latch off.” Your victorious tone had him chuckling throatily in a try not to laugh aloud.

“Just up here on the right.”

“How often do you buy luggage?” You asked looking over at him.

“Every other year seems like. But I travel often, family visits and what not.”

“I suppose that would be enough to wear a set down. And you would need a set.”

In parking in the closest spot he rumbled playfully, “Are you insinuating I can’t travel light?”

“I’m insinuating that your pants alone would be enough to fill a bag with those legs of yours.” Making him chuckle again and roll his eyes turning off the car.

“Come on Mini Mafioso.” Climbing out of the car, an action you copied closing the door behind you so he could lock it and join you on the walk to the door he opened for you.

The instant scent of leather and starched materials mixed with plastic as the door opened wafted out around you making you blink a few times and step in. Struggling against his urge to ease his hand across your back he joined you down the first aisle watching you eye each and every bag along the way. From brightly colored to decorated he watched you eye the price ready to jump in if it seemed you were reluctant to buy based on funds insisting on getting what you want.

That moment of clarity between jokes and teasing comments on which you would assume he had. Until you came across a black vintage looking luggage kit with white accenting straps and corner covers you smirked at seeing the stars and tiny mountains etched into the black leather coating the black material around the phrase ‘I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it is very difficult to find anyone.’

A peek at the price had you nipping at your lip and he said, “You like it, we’re getting it.”

You glanced at him, “But it’s a hundred for three suitcases I pro-,”

“We are inviting you over often if you are looking for usage to justify the cost. You want them, buy them. I haven’t seen that design before and no doubt it would be hard to find again.”

With a sigh you said, “Fine.” As he took hold of the larger two bags banded together with a third and smallest tethered to the top of them you asked, “So what happens at the convention? Is it like a casual thing?”

Pulling out the largest suitcase’s retractable handle he shifted his gaze to you again and straightened up hoping to calm any worries you might have on just what Dwalin had signed you up for. “Well, we would have dinner in the hotel when we arrive, because it’s late, then we head to the room, unless you’d prefer room service for dinner. Then breakfast would be sent to the room and it’s a full day of booths and seminars if you’re up for them, then another dinner, and some final booths and seminars the second day, and we fly home after dinner. Nothing serious if you would feel comfortable in jeans. That’s what I’ll be in, no worries no fancy dress parties thrown at you.”

“I highly doubt it wouldn’t be serious, it’s your work.”

Smirking at you he guided you along replying, “It’s more of a work related holiday. We’re still rather small compared to giants in the tea world.”

“You might have been, but now you’ve got the Mafioso on your side, Mug Dealer.” Making him chuckle again.

“This bake thing, what all does that entail? If you don’t mind my tagging along.”

You shook your head, “Far as I know they bake desserts, and raffle off deserts I think and are raising money for local teams.” After a moment you asked, “Would a hundred be too much, or not enough?”

“To donate, I think that should be a welcome donation. Anything else I might need to do?”

“Well if there’s anything I can’t eat you may have to taste it for me.”

Bringing out his smirk again while you eyed the various luggage tags even though there was a pocket on the largest one already. “Allergies?”

“And I’m not really able to eat desserts with nuts. Not a fan of crunch in a dessert and even with chocolate I can’t stand their taste. Even peanut butter has its limit and it has to be extra extra creamy.”

“Fair enough,” he hummed eyeing the star coated luggage tags you chose for the trio earning approving nods from him. Trying so hard not to imagine you feeding one another various styles of dessert.

Pt 16

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