#Best Shark Vacuums

[homecleanmasters]

Hardwood Floor Vacuum Cordless: Best Models and Deals

The best cordless vacuum for hardwood floors that won’t scratch should have strong suction, be easy to maneuver, and come with attachments specifically designed for hardwood floors. When it comes to keeping hardwood floors clean, choosing the right vacuum is essential.

With so many options available on the market, it can be tough to determine which one is the best fit. A cordless vacuum is a smart investment, as they are lightweight and easy to move around. This is especially important for hardwood floors, as you want to avoid scratches or other damage.

We will explore the top cordless vacuums for hardwood floors, taking into consideration factors such as battery life, attachments, and ease of use. We’ll also provide answers to the most commonly asked questions when it comes to vacuuming hardwood floors.

[onlineshwe]

Shark Robot Vacuum Troubleshooting

In recent years, robot vacuums have become indispensable household gadgets, revolutionizing the way we clean our homes. Among the leading brands in the robot vacuum industry, Shark stands tall for its reliability, innovation, and performance. However, like any piece of technology, Shark robot vacuums may encounter issues from time to time. In this comprehensive guide, we will explore common problems that users may encounter with their Shark robot vacuums and provide step-by-step solutions to help you troubleshoot and get your robot vacuum back to its efficient cleaning routine.

Introduction

Robot vacuums have evolved from being a novelty to a necessity for many households. They offer convenience and efficiency, ensuring your floors stay clean without the need for constant manual effort. Shark robot vacuums, in particular, are known for their cutting-edge technology and robust performance. However, even the most advanced robots can face hiccups. That's where troubleshooting comes in.

Basic Troubleshooting Steps

Before diving into specific issues and their solutions, it's essential to follow some basic troubleshooting steps to address minor problems that may not require extensive intervention. These steps include:

1. Check for Obstructions

Robot vacuums can get stuck or encounter obstacles that prevent them from functioning correctly. Inspect the vacuum's wheels, brushes, and sensors for any debris or blockages. Remove any obstacles that might hinder its movement.

2. Clean the Dustbin and Filters

A full dustbin or clogged filters can affect a robot vacuum's performance. Regularly empty the dustbin and clean or replace the filters according to the manufacturer's recommendations.

3. Charge the Battery

Low battery power can lead to erratic behavior or an inability to clean effectively. Ensure that your robot vacuum is properly charged and that the charging station is free from any obstructions.

4. Update Firmware

Manufacturers often release firmware updates to address bugs and improve performance. Check for any available updates for your Shark robot vacuum and apply them if necessary.

5. Reset the Robot

Sometimes, a simple reset can resolve minor issues. Refer to your vacuum's user manual for instructions on how to perform a factory reset.

Now that we've covered the basic troubleshooting steps let's delve into specific issues and their solutions.

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[wannaeatramyeon]

Lookism x Reader: Aftermath (Goo, Gun)

G/N. 514/515 Spoilers. Fluffy, surprisingly. Masterlists

"Look at the state of you."

Goo doesn't look abashed at all, despite the literal hole in his body.

The goddamn self-inflicted sword wound.

You had half a mind to inflict a few more of your own for his stupidity.

"Was this really the best strategy you had?"

His air of arrogance and self-confidence doesn't dissipate. There's a stubborness in his gaze even as he looks at you with a pout on his lips and tells you to stop being mean. Gun was already a disappointment during the fight, and now he comes back to you being a sourpuss.

"I am not a sourpuss-" you start through gritted teeth, and then realise maybe you should handle this menace with some delicacy.

Hurt lies beneath his playful attitude and under his wound. Gun was always intended to be his ride die-or-die, at least from Goo's point of view. Him rejecting his offer of a partnership wasn't unexpected, but what was supposed to be their 'final fight' was an anticlimax.

"He cheated!" Goo still screeched, days after the fact. Mentioning something about Gun's ultra-instinct, and how he wasn't being 'him'.

By now you had heard this story and his complaints with endless patience. You can recount every detail of the fight, and recite word for word how wrong-footed Goo felt.

"I know," you would agree every time, despite not really caring. "Bastard, isn't he?"

"YES!" Goo shouts vehemently, vindicated, eyes bugging out. "I knew I could count on you, Cupcake."

He presses a loud kiss to your cheek, as a thank you and an agreement that Gun truly is a bastard. Appeased, he doesn't bring this up again until the next hour.

.

.

"Your eyes are kinda pretty."

Gun doesn't flinch at the antiseptic on his wounds, the solutions you pour onto his scrapes, your sloppy stitching on his lesions.

He does, however, recoil sharply at your comment.

"I haven't seen them properly before," you add with an impish grin, "Pretty."

"No." Gun glares at you with his eyes, like voids. Dark brown, almost black. Shark-like, you think, predatory. There's no golden hues, no flecks of light reflected. A vacuum.

The only thing that has carried over from his Ultra-Instinct defining feature - is the warmth.

(Strange to think of someone like Gun Park, a man constantly out for blood, as warm.)

But even as he glowers at you for your comments, there's a softness only you can see, only when he looks at you.

Whether his eyes are colourless, set amongst an obsidian backdrop; or natural - like the darkest chocolate, an unpolluted midnight sky...

You find comfort and tenderness in his gaze.

[bethanythebogwitch]

Wet Beast Wednesday: remoras

Sometimes you just want to go with the flow and let someone else do the work. That's the mindset of a remora, this week's topic. Remoras are eight species of the family Echeneidae, divided into three genera. These fish are famous for suctioning onto a larger animal and going for a ride.

(Image id: a remora attached to the shell of a sea turtle. It is a long, slender fish with a black stripe going down its sides. Its lower jaw is pointed and facing upwards. End id)

Remoras differ in size depending on species, with the largest reaching 110 cm (43 in) in length. Their most famous feature is the disc on their backs. This disc is a heavily modified dorsal fin that consists of flexible membranes. When pressing the disc up against a surface, the membranes can be flexed to create a vacuum and provide suction in a similar manner to a suction cup. The Remora can then scoot backwards to increase suction or swim forward to release the suction and detach from its host. Remoras also lack a swim bladder, forcing them to actively swim to maintain their position on the water column. Fortunately, remoras don't really need swim bladders where they're going. While they can swim and survive on their own, remoras prefer to attach to a larger animal like a bigger fish, shark, ray, or cetacean. When there is a close interaction between two organisms it's called symbiosis. There are three types of symbiosis: mutualism (both benefit), commensalism (one benefits, the other is not positively or negatively affected), and parasitism (one benefits, the other suffers). The relationship between a remora and its host is likely either mutualistic or commensal as the host appears to suffer no downsides.

(Image id: a remora seen from above to emphasize its disc. The disc is oval and takes up about 30% of the upper body, starting just behind the mouth. The disc has many rows of darker stripes where the folds are visible)

A remora gets several benefits from being attached to a host. Being in close proximity to a larger animal protects it from predators closer to its own size and gets it a free ride. The ride also helps force air over its gills, keeping the remora well-oxygenated. There are two main methods fish use to keep water flowing over their gills. Ram ventilation occurs when a fish is swimming and their motion through the water forced the water over the gills. Active ventilation requires the fish to actively move water over its gills, often by repeatedly opening and closing its mouth. Both methods require the fish to expend energy, but tests on remoras determined that active ventilation is more energy intensive than ram ventilation. A remora on a fast-moving host can get the best option, using ram ventilation while letting someone else expend the energy of moving forward. Multiple remoras can live on a large enough host and it is speculated that sometimes mated pairs will share a host. It was previously believed that remoras would feed on scraps of food from the hosts meals, but it is now known that they derive most of their nutrition by eating the hosts feces. They also consume bits of dead skin and parasites from the host, which is a lot less gross. This cleaning of skin and parasites is why remora relationships with their hosts are considered mutualistic rather than commensal. There have been reports of hosts attempting to dislodge their remoras through methods such as breaching, so its possible there are situations where the relationship is unfavorable to the host, such as too many remoras attaching. While remoras are very streamlines, too many of them would produce drag, which would be a bad thing for the host.

(Image id: a manta ray or similar species seen from above , with two remoras attached to it just behind the cephalic fins. End id)

While remoras are most famous for attaching to a host, they are capable of living on their own. Juveniles are known to live in shallow coastal or reef areas, sometimes acting as cleaner fish. As adults, they move out into the deeper waters, in search of hosts. Most knowledge of remoras come from their behavior when attached to a host, so there isn't a lot we know about how they behave on their own. They are believed to have different diets, being more active hunters who feed on small crustaceans, squid, and fish. We don't know a lot about non-attached remoras, but we know even less about their reproduction. While remoras attached to the same host might become mated pairs, their mating season, mating habits, and what happens to their offspring is not known. All we know is that eventually juvenile remoras will turn up in coastal areas, but what happens between then and spawning is a mystery.

(Image id: a manta ray seen from below with many remoras attached to it. End id)

Remoras popped up in roman folklore as the echeneis, a small fish that could attach to boats and slow them down. Pliny the Elder blamed the echeneis for Mark Antony's loss in the battle of Actium, where poor maneuverability was one factor in his loss. A use for remoras has been in fishing, where a remora is caught, has a line tied to it, and then released. When the remora attaches to a host, the angler can pull in the line, pulling the larger animal in with the remora. The IUCN classifies all species of remora as least concern, except for one, which is data deficient. The largest threat to remoras seems to be threats to their hosts, so conservation of hosts like sharks, whales, and sea turtles will help conserve remoras by default.

(Image id: a remora that attached itself to a diver's leg. End id)

This was a shorter and less intensive WBW than most of my posts. What can I say, I felt lazy and decided to put in little effort, instead coasting on larger, more successful posts. If only there was an animal I could use as a metaphor for this situation. Can't think of anything, though.

[just-animaxiz]

I got bored and decided to go through my old Potionomics save and check out all of Boss Finn's hang outs PRE-MAX cuz there's no guide for it, so here are some of it that I scavenged! Send me more if you managed to find anything else before the max relationship!

Boss Finn's hang Outs

Aquarium Visit

Level 1:

Finn leads the way to a wharfside warehouse that's been converted into a dazzling aquarium

There are colorful fish of every variety, massive crustaceans and thriving coral reefs teeming with life

A shark emerges from the gloom, its eyes fixing briefly upon Finn as it swims past

Finn Says Nothing

"Welp! Ready to head back when you are!"

TCG Collecting

Level 1

Finn beings Sylvia to a local hobby shop that's just received a shipment of Rafta's hottest collectible trading card game, Itsy Bitsy Kaiju

Finn holds each card pack in his palm, one after another, as if trying to sense the slightest variation of weight

He finally resorts to sniffing the card packs. A sharp, crafty smiles spreads across his face

"AH-HA! Their fancy vacuum-sealed packaging can't fool me!"

"This pack's got a rare holofoil chase variant, or my name's not Boss Finn!"

Level 2

The Hobby shop is crowded, but Finn deftly makes his way to the Itsy Bitsy Kaiju Display

He hovers Sylvia, watching impatiently as she opens a pack of cards. Sylvia can tell by the way he breathes that she's got the card he wants

"I'll trade you two Nanosaurs for that Codzilla. That's the best offer you're gonna get!"

Level 3

Finn decides to splurge at the hobby shop, purchasing an entire box of sealed Itsy Bitsy Kaiju card packs

They take turns tearing open the packs and Finn excitedly explains which cards are the most sought after

He practically falls over when Sylvia opens a foil variant of the Minitaur

"If one of us got a rare card today, I'm glad it was you."

Reality TV

Level 1

Sylvia joins Finn for a bit of TV. He selects a program about merfolk behaving badly

Despite being unscripted, the show gives Sylvia the distinct impression of being forced

Finn, however, eats it up. He alternates between shouting encouragement at the screen and covering his eyes as if scandalized

"It's gotta be real. No writer could make this stuff up!"

Level 2

Finn is eager to binge new episodes of a favorite show, which he's been saving to watch with Sylvia

This program follows real estate agents navigating a highly competitive market. Sylvia finds it hard to root for them. They're all a bit.. Shark-ish

"I know, right? Sounds like you get the appeal!"

Making Jewelry

Level 1

Finn pulls out a pair plastic container of beads, shells, polished stones

And shark teeth. Quite a lot of shark teeth.

He asks for Sylvia's input as he assembled an anklet. His large hands are surpisingly gentle as he strings beads and teeth in an alternating pattern

It's only when he's finished that he reveals some of the teeth belonged to his ancestors, including a beloved grandmother. He'd set them aside for a special occasion

"I'd like you to have this, Sylvia."

"But be careful. It's every bit as sharp as my affection for you."

[trifoliate-undergrowth]

How good do you think Blondie is at giving blowjobs, as described by vacuum cleaner adjacent items at my workplace: a normal poll

Basement vacuum

Bad. Barely sucks. The hose attachment works better than the main floor thing for some reason. However it functions good enough that we don't throw it out.

Brand new Shark on the third floor

Compact, stylish, powerful, effective. Sucks good.

Wheeled shop vac we suction up flakes of old paint with

Loud but good at what it does. Very vocal. Loves to be sitting down low on the floor

Outdoor leaf sucker thing?

Polarized critical reactions--depending on who you ask, it's either the best tool ever invented and the only way to clean up leaves, or it's a frustrating complicated and overly noisy tool for doing the exact same thing you can do with your hands, a rake and a barrel.

Missing

My boss swears there was an extra vacuum in that building. Where did it go? Does it work? We'll never know. It rolled off into the sunset. Is that vacuum smoking a cigar??

Leafblower

Good at what it does, which is the opposite of suck things in. I like this thing. Whoooosh.

That one doesn't turn on--oh ok never mind

My coworker said this one didn't work but it worked fine for me. I guess it only likes certain people

[changingplumbob]

Foster Household: Chapter 9, Part 5

CW: Mental Health Struggles - Guide to content warnings

Carson got home late from prom so treated himself to a sleep in. Before he got in to the swing of the day he decided to give downstairs an extra vacuum. There was no guarantee that Ariadne would come visit, or that she would come inside the house if she came over, but it was the safest thing to do. If he didn’t she might make a social bunny post about how he lived in a tip that he’d never live down. No, surely she wouldn’t? Best be safe though.

After polishing off breakfast he decided to give Onyx a call, they were normally up by now practicing cheer or playing with their horse.

Onyx: Sup mate

Carson: Hey! Remind me, did we have homework for science?

Onyx: A bit, stuff from the textbook. Shouldn’t take you long though, it’s multi choice with like one proper written question

Carson: Okay so I should be able to do that tonight

Onyx: Why? You got plans for the day

Carson: I might... I’ll call you later

Onyx: No problem, I'm homebound all day

Hanging up he knew there was no more avoiding. He sent Ariadne a message. She had accepted his social bunny request, he wouldn't have sent it if she hadn't suggested it herself though. He didn't want to come on too strong.

Her texts indicated she’d love to come check out the beaches and Carson excitedly got in his swimwear. He looked in his mirror before heading downstairs and decided to throw a tank shirt on as well. He had some confidence but not enough to quite go shirtless with the girl he was crushing on. Ariadne arrived just before lunch ready to hit the beaches.

Ariadne: You okay?

Carson: Yeah, just wondering which direction to head

Harvey: Ariadne would you like to see some of our family photos while you’re here

Carson: No dad, we’re leaving!

Ariadne giggled as Carson made a beeline for the backdoor.

Outside they had good weather, Carson was happy the rain had stayed away for the day.

Ariadne: So...

Carson: So...

Ariadne: Uh... is there like a spot you like most

Carson: It’s all pretty nice but if we head down this hill there’s a pretty good clean bit

Ariadne: *nervously* After you

As they walked Carson tried to think of something to say but all he could think was that Ariadne looked really cute.

Ariadne: Have you always lived here then

Carson: Oh no. I was born in Willow Creek actually. After my mum had me she decided to get a full time artist job and that gave us enough to move here. My dad... well he earns good money but it’s just a fishing gig

Ariadne: You forget, my dads may be loaded but I didn’t grow up with much. At least your dad has a job, you can be proud of that

Carson: You are too sweet

Ariadne: *blushes* Shut up

Carson: Shall we go swimming then

Ariadne: I don’t know. Are there sharks?

Carson: Sometimes but not usually close to the shore. If any come up we can just punch them on the nose

Ariadne: *giggling* That is not a thing. The poor sharks might just want friends

Carson: Fine, any come up and I’ll hug them while you swim away. Come on

Carson grabbed her hands to lead her to the water, hoping they weren’t as sweaty as they seemed. She smiled and he hoped he’d done the right thing. Once they were in the water he let go so they could swim, happy he’d pushed himself to try that.

In the water they mucked around, splashing each other and swimming in circles. They shared tales of their school teachers and the various gossip around sims they both knew. Time carried on and Carson knew he should end it, he had scouts, but surely the troop could manage without him for an afternoon. Unless of course they were hit by a meteor. But if that was going to happen then it was good he wasn’t there or he’d die to.

Ariadne: Are you sure those glasses are fine for in the water

Carson: Yeah they’ve got this coating that bounces the water right off. I can see how good you look, don’t worry *blows kiss*

Ariadne laughed and Carson hoped it was with happiness rather than her thinking he was embarrassing himself. She sighed wistfully and turned to float on her back for a while.

Ariadne: I suppose I won’t see much of you at school this week

Carson: I mean... I know we’re in different years but I’ll still be around. If you want to see me that is. Can we go to the shore for a minute, I want to give you something before you have to go home

Ariadne: Can I have a hint

Carson: Just open it and see

Ariadne: It’s a shark isn’t it

Carson: *laughs* Just open the box

Inside the box was a Tulip Shell that Carson had found the past week and he was happy to see Ariadne smile at the sight of it.

Carson: It’s the most flawless one I’ve found. Normally they get chipped on like diving gear and stuff

Ariadne: It’s lovely. Are you sure you want to give it to me?

Carson: It should be with someone just as pretty

Ariadne: *blushing* Thanks. Oh shoot the time, I better get back home

Carson: Wait, um... selfie first?

Ariadne: *laughing* Twist my arm

Carson lifted up his phone for the shot, unable to ignore the tightening in his chest when Ariadne snaked her arm around him to get in the picture properly. After she left he sat on the beach for a while, closing his eyes and playing the time back in his mind.

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[fishyfishyfishtimes]

Some friends and I are planning to play a superhero-themed RPG and I'm planning a girl who has limited shapeshifting to give herself features and abilities of aquatic life. Things like octopus camouflage and tentacles, bioluminescence, electric pulses, venomous stingers, etc. And I was curious if you could recommend some really strange and obscure adaptations that could be fun to use, or a source to find information on said strange adaptations :)

Oh you’re in luck, the ocean is full of crazy and cool adaptations of animals! I’m just going to be naming any and all that come to mind in a random order because upon hearing this question I got like a million ideas at once. Stargazer fishes have both electricity impulse-generation ability and venomous spines. Hagfish are a classic, they can secrete tons of super sticky slime. Boxfish can excrete poisons from their skin into the water, and their relatives pufferfishes and porcupinefishes can have several toxins in the skin and organs. Many coldwater deep sea fishes like wolf eels have antifreeze proteins in their blood to survive in the freezing water. Some fishes that sometimes live in low-oxygen environments can respire anaerobically by producing ethanol, for example crucian carps and other carps too I think (goldfish for example). Others have specially evolved swim bladders or highly vascularised tissues in the mouth or have a special derived organ of the gills that can also take in oxygen from the atmosphere to supplement low oxygen, but likely your RPG will take place on land anyway so. Parrotfish have 15 rows of teeth that form a hard beak, the beak is formed from the second strongest biomineral in the world and the parrotfish can scrape rocks and even chew coral with it. The strongest biomineral in the world belongs to chitons, a fellow aquatic mollusk that also scrapes things off of rocks. Cone snails have a venomous harpoon-like radula tooth which they can shoot (their radula “tongue” still attached) at prey and predators alike, paralysing small prey instantly and even killing humans. They even have a radula sac where they store the rest of their radulas, ready for use! Moray eels have a second, tiny pair of jaws that help with grabbing onto prey. Tunas and billfish (and some sharks) can heat up their eyes and brain to gain superior vision while hunting. Also both can change colour — many fishes do in fact. Salmonids can smell their home river while migrating back from the ocean, which requires a phenomenal smelling ability. Besides smell many fish have taste buds all over their bodies, usually focused on any barbels and their faces, like in catfish or sturgeon. Many fishes can sense electricity via ampullae of Lorenzini, famously sharks and paddlefish. Elephantfish sense and communicate with fellow elephantfishes via low frequency electricity. Many fishes have extendable mouths, lips, or jaws, like the goblin shark, slingjaw wrasse and john dory to name a few. Seahorses are ridiculously good predators — though granted, their prey is copepods — that vacuum in their prey through their tubular mouth by jerking back their head. Cuttlefish can cause seizures in their prey by rapidly changing colour. Some squids have teeth in their suckers. Zebrafish can regenerate up to 20% of its heart. Sea stars can regenerate a whole new sea star from a severed arm. Electric eels have their powerful shock, and it is even proposed that they could be able to force their prey out of hiding by generating electricity that moves their muscles.

That’s some that came to mind! And you already mentioned bioluminescence, haha! I named so many things that it’s probably best that you go see more information about each on your own, I think sources are pretty simple to find if you just look up these things with important keywords. Hope this helps!

[valiantstarlights]

[Dreamling Week Day 6: Sick] In Sickness

It's a fluffy sick fic featuring eldritch goo Dream of the Endless idk what else to tell you

CW: if you're fine with Dream being an eldritch being, then absolutely nothing. 😊 Enjoy! 🖤

Hob stares at the large black puddle of goo that flooded most of the living room. He just got back from work and found Matthew perched on a branch near his flat, looking as frantic as a raven could get.

Said raven is now perched on Hob's shoulder, eyeing the mess on the floor gravely.

Hob had been warned that Dream is 'in a state,' but he didn't exactly expect that 'state' to be liquid.

Because it is Dream on the floor, Hob can see that very clearly. Though the goo simply looks like dark glittery slime poured over the floor to the uninitiated, Hob recognizes a couple of nebulas on its surface. There, by the telly, is the Horsehead Nebula, there by the bookshelf that contained none of Shaxberd's works is the Trifid Nebula, and just by Hob's feet is the Lagoon Nebula.

"Darling?" Hob calls out, unsure if he's going to get an answer. This is his first time encountering Dream like this. "Are you alright?"

No answer.

He looks at Matthew a bit helplessly. "Do I just...scoop him up with my hands?"

Matthew fidgets. "Definitely don't vacuum him."

"Why the hell would I--"

"Well, why are you asking me? I don't know this shit! I was literally a human a year ago!"

Hob pinches his nose. They were like blind drunks stumbling down the street together. "Is he even sentient like this?"

The dark puddle vibrates, and Hob feels Matthew's talons dig into his shoulders from the jumpscare. He himself almost drops his suitcase. "I can hear both of you," the puddle grumbles, "and you are making too much noise for my liking."

"Oh, sorry, love," Hob says, his boyfriend instincts suddenly awakened at Dream's sulky morning voice. "Did we wake you?"

"I want some of your chicken pot pie."

"Chicken pot pie." Hob repeats. His brain is still processing the fact that his boyfriend is a literal puddle of goo on the floor. "Yeah. Okay. Let me just get some ingredients from the shops real quick. Can you get to the bedroom while I'm gone? I don't want to step on you when I return."

--

He leaves Matthew...not in charge, but overseeing goo Dream's long and arduous trek to the bedroom.

He hears the raven mutter something about this being like hell all over again.

Hob ignores that because he has a different set of problems to tackle.

--

Hob's panic sets in as soon as he gets out of the car carrying all the ingredients for chicken pot pie, as well as some other food and drinks good for sick humans.

Once the pie is done cooking and cooling down a bit, how will he feed Dream? Where is his mouth? Does Hob just...pour it on the goo and hope for the best?

What if that were the equivalent of dumping hot soup on his boyfriend's lap?

--

"Any improvement?" he asks Matthew, who has kept an eye on Dream while perched safely on the back of the couch.

Hob checked, and Dream's form is thankfully all contained in the bedroom, still looking like a lake of stars.

"Nope. But he says he wants you to make extra crusts because he likes that. I would also like some extra bits to snack on, if that's alright."

"Sure." Hob goes to do just that. Chicken pot pie for the boyfriend and a lot of extra crusts for the boyfriend and his raven.

No problem. This is all totally normal and fine.

--

"Dream? Darling? The pot pie is done."

The puddle looks a little smaller in size, and Hob can see a couple of hill-like formations near the middle of the mass. He hopes it's a sign that Dream is slowly getting better.

At his words, one of the islands move closer to him, like a shark. Its progress sends ripples throughout the lake.

"Finally," the island nearer to him says. Its peak splits open to reveal the inside of Dream's human mouth. "Feed me."

At this point, Hob isn't even questioning anything anymore. All he knows is how to be a good boyfriend, so he's gonna do just that.

He sits down at the very edge of the lake near the hill with the mouth, and scoops up a portion of the pie, making sure to blow on it before feeding it to Dream.

The hill hums in appreciation.

"Good?"

"Delicious," Dream's mouth says, before opening once more, like a baby bird waiting to be fed. "More. I want a larger portion of the crust this time."

Hob couldn't help the smile that bloomed on his face and obediently gets more of the crust for the next bite.

--

"What kind of juice do you like?" Hob asks, a few hours later. The goo now looks less like a puddle and more like gelatine that didn't set properly. It was on the couch, bundled up in one of Hob's soft knitted blankets, watching an earlier season of Game of Thrones with Matthew.

"What kinds do you have?"

"Uh, orange, apple, and pineapple. Oh, and I still got some banana milk from the Korean grocery store, if you prefer that. Or almond milk."

"All of them."

Hob and Matthew share an alarmed look behind gelatine Dream's back. "What, an equal amount of all those drinks together in a single glass?"

"Yes."

Hob looks heavenwards and prays for a little more sanity before complying.

And just for fun, he goes down to the Inn and gets a blue cocktail umbrella and a heart-shaped drinking straw to put in gelatine Dream's very questionable drink.

Gelatine Dream hums in delight and tells Hob he loves him.

Hob beams and kisses the top of the gelatinous mass, while Matthew chokes, very possibly because the scene on TV is Hodor...doing his thing, and that always gets to Hob.

(Matthew chokes because he is disgusted, he is revolted--)

--

Something thick and long, like an anaconda, slithers into bed with Hob, and it is only through his 600 plus years of living in this world does he calm his frantically beating heart and open his arms so big ass snake Dream can curl up next to him.

"I hate being sick," the snake hisses, its huge dark head tucking itself under Hob's chin. "I can't hug you like this."

'Please don't wrap around me and squeeze me to death,' Hob does not say. "I think you're adorable," he murmurs instead against Dream's coils, and kisses the nearest scaled skin in front of his face.

--

Dream is mostly back in his human form come morning, but he still dripped viscous dark liquid wherever he goes. It reminds Hob of Howl Pendragon from the Howl's Moving Castle Ghibli movie.

"How are you this morning, darling?"

"Wretched," Dream says as he drips onto his fry up. Hob mentioned preparing porridge for him as they got up earlier, only to be informed by Dream that he fucking hates porridge and would hurl it into the sun if he could. And so Hob cooked some fry up instead. "Must you go to work?"

Hob, already running late and in the process of putting on his shoes, stops and looks back at the pathetic picture Dream makes. He is sadly looking down at his perfectly cooked eggs, dripping dark sludge on the sun-yellow yolks.

"I'll call in sick," Hob decides, and takes his phone out to do just that. The department head is going to verbally flay him alive for only giving notice at the last minute, but nothing is more important to him than Dream. Hell, they could fire him over the phone and he'd be fine with it.

Dream hugs him around the middle as Hob puts his briefcase down, ruining his white dress shirt. Hob hugs him back and kisses the top of his head.

It's fine. He'll just buy another shirt, or get another job. But Dream is irreplaceable.

--

"Have I told you that you are the best thing that has ever happened to me?" Dream asks him a couple of days later, when they're both lying in bed after two rounds of fantastic sex, celebrating Dream's full recovery.

Hob kisses him on the nose and cuddles him closer. "Maybe once or twice in the last 24 hours," he says. "But it never hurts to tell me again."

--

Dream shyly hands him an unbreakable ceramic mug made from the sands of the Dreaming. It says, "The best boyfriend across all of time and space," in Dream's handwriting.

It takes Hob a solid month to stop grinning like a fool.

[prisiidon]

🔱 🌊 More Caeruleis lore! 🌊🔱

>>{full post here!}<< New and updated info below

Alliance specifics: Weaponry, auxiliaries, military aid, events, trade, underwater fantasy veg, knowledge, prosthetics, alchemy, sea monster management

Accent: Cultivated Australian Accent

Zora Olympics: As a capital city in their distant sea, they host grand sport events in their own stadium.

Market: Huge market for food, artisan crafts, jewelry and other knickknacks.

Current Highways: like you see in Nemo lol, allows faster travel as they’re far away. Depending on the route or if going off-road, you may need to travel with a Travel Guardian!

Travel Guardians: Highly respected giant zora and leviathans who know the safe routes and travel with you. They keep tabs on creature territories and know how to negotiate passage if there's any run ins. E.g giant basking shark zora who vacuums up sea octoroks. Some take mail with them!

The Big Conch: Tourist attraction. They say you can talk to an ocean god if you go inside of it, but it never answers. Actually worked in the far past, but that ocean deity is gone now. Rarely, some may hear whispers...

Depth: between the light zone and twilight zone

Common armour/gemstones: anything is fine! Mainly it's whitegold palladium (14-18k), white gold, champagne stainless steel, red kelp, red or orange fabric, light blue/cyan gemstones and pearls, with shell shapes in the regalia. All waterproofed.

Conch Shell Communication: Like shellphones lol but the range isn't that far!

Fin & Headtail Prosthetics: If ocean zora  have these amputated, they will sink and wouldn’t be able to swim. Thus they've designed prosthetics. Esp bc military soldiers can have accidents with aggro seamonsters

Calamity: During this time Kahn was the General, and they were essentially cut off due to so many maliced leviathans blocking the route. Attempts to send auxiliaries and reinforcements were mostly in vain despite their best efforts. They also had their hands full with the Forbidden Sea taking advantage of the chaos. Not long before the calamity ended, Lionel became General, and Filomena was elected as Head Governess. Trade and reforming alliances resumed!

[hiemaldesirae]

Swap nonny:

Alastor does sometimes sleep by the fishtank, yes! He also feeds the sharks himself not trusting anyone else to do it.

Alastor also kept Vark; who was at the Vees tower during the fight and was Alastor's deathday gift to Vox. (He had to pay handsomely for Vark to be brought in from the Envy ring) that last Deathday was recorded by Vox (much to Alastor's chargin at first) but during those 7 years it was so heavily watched that Papermint (Vox's canon eel assistant, now Alastor's) had it copied multiple times.

Vark was trained by Alastor and imbued with some of Alastor's powers, so he can't ever die. (So Al can't ever lose this piece of Vox either.) Vark is still growing because of it, though. (He also ate Arackniss, and anyone Alastor wants to give a special message to their family too.)

Vox's bed is sprayed every day by Niffty with Vox's perfume, and during Alastor's worst days (where he doesn't/cannot sleep), she brings in suits/shirts/pants/pajamas/undergarments that she had immediately vacuum sealed (that still carry Vox's scent) opens them up and hands them to Alastor, the stag immediately burying his nose into them, sleep beginning to claim him.

When Alastor finds out Vox is Alive, well....if Vox hadn't been working with the Morningstars when Alastor had found out, and it'd just been another overlord pair, he'd have called in a favor from Rosie, pulled Valentino's and Velvette's chains, all of their Souls and gone to war.

Now though...he'll be patient. He'll join his beloved in bed every night, curling around him, becoming the big spoon, secretly feeding his rather scrawny mate. He does stamp his hooves in victory when he first sees Vox happily gorging his cooking again. Yes, Angel had to disguise it but that was okay. Vox said it was the best lobster roll he had in awhile.

Horrific! i hate this! thank you !!!

genuinely sooo fucked that alastor had vark eat arackniss. iwonder how it makes angel feel, to know that (assuming the actual killing happens after alastor first finds out of vox being alive and that angel finds out only after they've become friends or something along those lines) voxs pet shark who he speaks of with such fondness is actually the one that killed and ate his brother. like. theres. I mean. that would break a normal friendship i think but also vox is technically being stalked by alastor and angels spying for the guy anyway because he doesnt want to die either so its all kind of a clusterfuck isnt it

oh my FUCKING god yeah now im thinking it is SOO lucky that vox made his deal with lucifer instead of someone else. because any fucking other person in hell, even like a goetia, alastor would probably have taken his chances and tried to fight or trick them into a deal for vox specifically. like ???? this guy is so fucking obsessedWHAT is his fucking DEAL !!!! (<- i know what his deal is i just like antagonizing him)

anyway i generally love creepy horrible obsessive stalker swap!alastor he's suuuuch a freak. i can literally like, picture how radiostatic acts after vox gets alastors soul: als like clasping his hands together and like spinning round in circles humming love songs to himself meanwhile vox is planning his 23rd escape plan in the span of an hour

[jimxnslight]

Listen here, I need more of that car scene because what do you mean he was staring at her with his hand on her wrist? WHILE SHE’S BASCIALLY ON TOP OF HIM??? WITH HIS DARK STRUCTURED EYEBROWS I LOVE HIS EYEBROWS. That other anon was right because I cannot get that scene out of my head. Jungkook in a suit makes me weak. Jungkook demanding something makes me weaaaak. If oc doesn’t want him I will gladly take him and I won’t poison his expensive whiskey collection. I’ll make sure he sleeps nice and sound without a worry in the world because he deserves all the rest he needs for being such a big alpha male in the mafia industry. Sexy man with a sexy gun.

It’s 2 am and I have a fucking 8 am class. Let me kms cause I dunno why it was such a great idea to sign up for an early class and tell me why it’s almost a full class?? Who is functioning that early and eager to learn about macro economics? Not me I’ll tell you that. It was either 8 am or 5 pm slot and hell no am I staying on campus that late especially once the sun starts setting at 5 pm. I have no clue why I’m blabbing all of this to you but I guess as a fellow uni student you must understand the struggle of trying to pay attention during lectures. Assignments are fine for the most part but when I’m in class I cannot retain any knowledge. I’m too distracted by the guy who sits a row in front of me because he plays Tetris on his laptop and this other girl is always on Amazon adding stuff to her cart but never checking out which I relate cause I’m broke but we can pretend we have money and I’m nosyyyytt I wanna see what she’s pretending to buy. Girlie has a whole shark vacuum, some sort of memory foam couch pillows, and I think these mini cute ghost string lights…oddly specific but her list gets a pass in my book. I wish I could write like you. I would be creating novels during lecture and everybody would think I’m taking the best notes ever. Anywho I’m guessing your bias is jimin, mines is Yoongi and I will defend that man until my last breath. Jungkook is my bias wrecker, that piece of shit is too attractive for no reason. I can’t wait until Hobi comes back and I can’t wait for the next chapter!!! My adhd likes to get a hold of me when it’s deep into the night. So sorry but I’m just tryna tell you I love your writing lol. Hope you got that message

THE ADHD IS SO STRONG IN THIS IM ACTUALLY CRYING 😭😭😭

I mean ur so real for that, like it’s Jeon Jungkook in a suit being commanding and we’re just girls 🎀 But not you trying to steal Jungkook from Y/N, that man is married must I remind you 🤨📸

I actually cannot relate to the lecture thing (sorry lol) bc I’m online and thankfully we don’t have lectures, just modules. But I do remember when I did go on campus for a week I could not for the life of me keep myself awake during lectures (I also decided to be studious and booked the 8AM classes like a fool). But uni is a struggle no matter what, like I JUST did an exam where it just randomly submitted in the middle of me taking it and now I’m waiting for my prof to email me back about the issue while praying that he’s merciful enough not to just fail me immediately 🤠 so yeah, here’s to self-inflicted suffering ✨

Thank you so much! Trust me it’s not as hard as it seems, everything improves with practice. Maybe you can start out with smaller stories and eventually when ur comfortable enough move onto larger ones? Don’t hesitate to ask me if you need any help or tips, I’d be more than happy to help!

[copaceticjillybean]

Jillian is immediately out the door, wearing one of her cutest polka dot date night dresses and smiling up at the shark sinner, "Heya dreamboat." She said, leaning up to press a little peck on the taller sinner's cheek. "Ugh, I've had a bear of a day- had a vacuum salesman come by an' talk my ears off about the best model of hoover for over an hour. I was jus' about ready to turn him into tonight's dinna, but I know he woulda been soooo bland." she said, before holding out her hand. "Please, take me out to get a nice hot meal an' tell me some stories about that latest voyage ya were tellin' me ya had lined up. Seriously- I need somethin' interestin' to hear." While smart is nice, there's more than one kind of intelligence. And Jillian has always had great affection for those with emotional intelligence, such as her dear Dustine.

[helenofsimblr]

Maisie: Uh Stella, I got 600 bucks, so unless you have oh I don’t know… a hundred times that, I don’t see how we can pull this miracle off. And anyway, what do you know about running a law firm?

Stella: A shit load more than most new grads. I watched my mom and dad run a firm from when I was young, I’m sure I learned something along the way. Besides, if we don’t do it, our careers are over, right?

Maisie: Well yeah. But there’s just, you know, the money issue? Where do we get it?

Stella: We have to move fast. The Montgomery name is still worth something, I can go and get a loan before it all kicks off, first thing tomorrow. And then we just live here and then just make our way to greatness, one case at a time.

Maisie: You make it sound easy…

Stella: For whatever reasons Maisie, call it fate, call it luck, call it karma… I believe everything happens for a reason, I believe we were destined to get thrown out of that shit hole, to go into business for ourselves!

****

Stella: That night, Maisie and I sat up till the early hours plotting out what we were going to do. Sadly, I never did hear a thing from my parents again after that, I was it seems, on my own. It was that night, that my law firm: Montgomery. Williams, and then later Bright, was formed. 

Ozen: So how did that go?

Stella: Oh Oz, bless you for asking, but I won’t bore you with the specifics. Basically we struggled for three years doing bitty little cases. It was not easy to make the big bucks, not at all. The Oakmonts still dominated the legal sector in the district and they vacuumed up all the best clients. But, after three years of perseverance, our luck changed..

Morrigan: Sometimes you simply have to keep going to achieve your goals.

Stella: After three years, a man walked into our office one day, I will never forget him. He was called “Borson Fatherall”. He only had one eye, and he also had a 10 million dollar problem. An unwinnable case you might say. He offered us 5% of the 10 million if we won. 

Morrigan: You won?

Stella: We did.

****

Stella: After three and a half years, finally Maisie and I had broken free. The Oakmonts could no longer hold us down. And one night, I picked up my 3 year old daughter, and told her that we were leaving this dump of an apartment to get a new house, a better house. Contracts and work came running in thick and fast. We took on Gunther Bright as our third named partner and then we expanded the firm so fast… We had senior partners, junior partners, a “shark tank” as in, a place for new lawyers.

Morrigan: I am admittedly impressed, I had no idea you faced such adversity for following your heart. And you stood by your friend when she needed you.

Stella: I did… You know as the years went by, I gradually gave up on the idea of going back to Sulani to find your dad. I guess I figured he’d have moved on and I didn’t want to complicate his life by showing up with a child. So I thought I’d just raise Francine as best I could and just live my life day to day. And that, that’s basically it. That’s the whole story of the events around me and your dad.

Ozen: Father, could not have chosen a more worthy wife to be… if you ask me!

Stella: Thank you Oz. I… that means a lot to me. 

Morrigan: I agree with Oz. If you ever need my help with anything, you only have to ask. 

Stella: Thank you, both of you. I think everything will be just fine.

THE END (of the Flashback)