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wife-tober2024 · 1 month ago

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King Consort (10/1)

Isa strode through the halls of the ship taking stock of the panels that had started to rust and the lights that were almost too dim to see by. Their home was in desperate need of repair, but what could she do? The Norton had been independent from the Fleet for generations. She would not be the leader that went crawling back to them. If the leaders before her made it work, then she would too.

The walk to the Organic District was always the highlight of Isa’s day. Despite having a variety of plants around the ship, it was the Organic District that made her feel truly at peace. The cavernous space was filled with plants of all shapes and sizes, though predominately it was used was to grow food. Over time Isa knew the citizens wanted, no needed, more. Soon the space was expanded to accommodate the growth of household plants. Not only did it help with moral, but the health of everyone aboard improved as well. Citizens could request a plant for their homes or petition for a few in public spaces. The Organic District however still housed the majority.

Isa slowly made her rounds through the vegetable gardens, observing the Gardeners as they worked and nodding respectfully as they bowed before returning to their work.

“Queen Isa!” A short young woman called, leaning around a trellis covered in grape vines. “You’re just in time! Some of the harvest is ready. Have some!” Isa struggled to place the girls face. With so many citizens aboard she couldn’t quite remember everyone’s name no matter how hard she tried. Instead she glanced down at the bucket in her hand filled with grapes. She plucked a few from the top, popping one into her mouth with a satisfied moan.

“These are perfect! Make sure you visit the school with your first batch before delivering the rest to the kitchens.”

“Already done! I took them earlier this morning.”

“Wonderful.” She place another in her mouth, tucking it into her cheek before continuing. “What would we do without you all.” Isa raised her voice, hoping the others working diligently around them would hear the praise. She patted the woman on her back before continuing her rounds.

After her diligent circuit around the gardens Isa came to a stop at the edge of the dome. This was her favorite spot on the whole ship. Tucked far away from everything was a small park few seemed to ever frequent. Well trimmed trees and bushes blocked off much of the area, making it feel like a whole new world away from the chaos of the ship. Isa liked to take a moment to stare out the dome at the vastness of space and just, breathe.

Isa pressed her back to a tree, sliding down as she released a deep exhale. For just a few moments she could forget she was Queen of the Norton and just be Isa. She nibbled the grapes she carried as she stared out, so stuck in her own head she almost missed the the blinking lights off in the distance. Isa stood, pressing as close to the glass as she could as she squinted. Yes it was there. A ship. As it drew closer Isa could make out the distinctive features that told her this was another ship from the Fleet.

When was the last time they had been visited by another ship in the Fleet? Not in her lifetime for sure and if she could remember their history correctly, which she often didn’t, it wasn’t anytime during the last ruler’s reign either.

Shoving the last of the grapes into her mouth Isa quickly but calmly hurried back through the ship to the Hub. Just as she passed the guards and entered the room she could make out a crackling over the communications system.

“Say that again,” her viceroy said as he adjusted dials. He looked up as she approached giving her a frustrated shrug as he spoke away from the microphone. “These things haven’t been used in years Ma’am. I think we just have to match with the frequency of the approaching ship to clear the line of communication.” He turned the dials a moment more before the static lowered to a soft almost nonexistent hum.

“This is the general of the Yutan. Signal seems to be strong now. Can you confirm?”

“Yes General we hear you clearly now,” her viceroy said.

“Good. It’s good to hear from you. It’s been far too long.”

“What can we do for you general…?” Her viceroy let the question hang, signaling to their own general to be alert.

“General Karvin. The ruler of Yutan is requesting a meeting with your leader.”

The Viceroy glanced at Isa, who contemplated for only a moment before nodding. “You have our interest. Dock at bay 3, but please wait for our signal to disembark.”

“Understood. We will signal when we are coupled.” The line when silent, the absence of static causing an awkward silence as everyone turned to Isa.

“I suppose we should see what they want.” She turned to the general who had stationed himself to her left. “I want a small escort. We don’t know what they want so we need to remain cautious.” The general bowed to her and turned, signaling for three other guards stationed around the room to join him.

Isa turned toward her rooms, the ornate door to the left of the Hub flanked by more of her ever present guards. In her rooms she quickly changed, secretly happy to finally have a reason to wear the ceremonial dress she had so few opportunities to show off. It was passed down through the rulers, worn by queens and queen consorts alike. Or on several occasions it was left stored away when there wasn’t a ruling queen. It was always repaired and improved before it was passed on however, causing the garment to have an eclectic assortment of styles visible throughout. Isa loved it and despite it being a symbol of the end of her reign, she couldn’t wait to add her own flare.

She emerged a few minutes later, her viceroy waiting in his own ceremonial uniform.

“Maybe we make the Yutan wait a little longer? A show of authority?”

Isa frowned at him. “Don’t be rude Jaime. I don’t want our first visitors ever to start with a negative impression of us. Let’s go.” Isa left the Hub and took the halls toward the bays. The click of boots falling in line behind her was comforting. Now that she was on her way a nervous flutter began in her stomach. She willed herself to remain calm. She was the Queen of the Norton She would act like it and make sure these visitors knew it too.

At the bay Isa nodded to her general who opened a panel to the right of the door, entering a code that would signal to the Yutan that they were clear to board.

Moments later the door swooshed open and a small line of guards not unlike her own filtered out. Behind them came who must of been the general they spoke to, his uniform more ornate than the rest.

“Your Highness. I am general Karvin. It is my honor to present the ruler of the Yutan, King Harper.” Behind him stood a woman around his height and hair cut short, a bob that stopped just below her ears and framed her face just right. Her uniform was relatively basic given she was the ruler of a ship herself. Had she not been introduced to Isa as a King, she would not have known this person was a fellow ruler.

“Your Majesty.” Isa gave a shallow bow. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Would you and your entourage care to join us for a meal as we discuss your visit?” Isa noted the glance that passed between her visitors, filing it away to discuss later. King Harper approached her, maintaining a respectful distance before bowing deeply at the waist.

“It would be an honor. We have a lot to talk about.” She stepped beside Isa, offering her elbow. Isa placed her hand in the crook of the King’s arm, signaling to her guards to follow at a distance, noting King Harper did the same.

“I admit your visit is quite a shock. By now I expect my whole ship must be talking about it.”

Harper laughed, the sound causing an all together different kind of flutter in Isa’s stomach. “I imagine so,” she said. “From what I understand your people have remained completely separate from the rest of the Fleet right?”

“From what I understand, every ship in the Fleet became an independent nation.”

“Oh we have, don’t get me wrong. Your ship, however, is the only one that hasn’t had to communicate with any others.” King Harper tried to mask a tone of sadness, but Isa picked up on it regardless.

They arrived at the mess hall, noting the few individuals dotted around the tables for an early dinner. She steered them to her private dining room, blushing as King Harper held the door open for her and pulled out her chair. They settled in, the guards spreading out around the room to watch as plates of food were brought in.

“Not to rush things along, but I would like to know the reason for your sudden visit,” Isa said before digging into a plate piled with perfectly seasoned vegetables. King Harper stared down at her plate as if in awe, slowly piercing the steaming greens before bringing them to her lips. Isa watched, mesmerized at how delicately the King chewed as if she was savoring every bite. Almost as if…

“King Harper, does your ship not have vegetables?”

The King sighed deeply, placing her fork down before twisting her fingers together in her lap. Isa waited patiently, already dreading the answer.

“We… we are running out of food in general your highness.” Harper glanced up from under her lashes, her eyes shined with unshed tears. “My ship has been on a slow decline for many years, even before I became the ruler.”

“Oh your majesty.”

“Please, call me Harper. We are on your ship.” Isa’s heart was breaking under the weight of her confession. She turned and signaled to her general.

“Please make sure King Harper’s guards are fed. Take them to the kitchens and let them have their fill. We will be fine alone.”

“But your majesty I don’t think…”

“I said we are fine Karvin. You’re dismissed.” Isa placed a reassuring hand on his arm before turning back to her guest. She waited until the guards filed out before continuing.

“Continue King Harper,” she encouraged, choosing to ignore the look she received at using her guests title again.

“The previous rulers of my ship did not make the best decisions and because of that the consequences have trickled down. Our population has always been much lower than the rest of the ships in the Fleet, but even that is no longer helping us. Our food supply has run dangerously low. We need to make some extreme changes.”

“We will help however we can your Majesty. I have several experts that would be happy to lend a hand and teach your people how we do things.” Isa abruptly stopped her train of thought as she looked at the expression on the kings face.

“I actually had a different proposal,” she said. Harper placed her hand hesitantly over Isa’s. It was a presumptuous move, but one Isa did not want to correct. “I think we should combine our ships. My advisors have devised a plan that would seamlessly fuse our ships, ultimately doubling the space of your ship. We already have significantly fewer citizens. No one would suffer.” She glanced away, causing Isa to lean forward squinting at her.

“What aren’t you telling me?”

“We would need to be married to properly combine our ships. Politically I mean.” King Harper released her hand as Isa jolted back.

“You want my throne?”

“No! Absolutely not your Highness.” She sighed, finally loosing her composer and running a hand through her hair. Isa found the gesture oddly charming and couldn’t help but smile at how disheveled the king looked. “Look,” she finally said. “I want what is best for my people and that is you. Your ship is the only one that hasn’t needed help from the Fleet in all our history. You can clearly take care of your people and we need that.” Harper slide from her chair, kneeling before Isa and taking her hand. The act was so stunning she let the King stroke her hand softly as she continued. “I propose a marriage in which I am not a ruler but your King Consort. You would remain the sole ruler of our combined ships. Everything we have will be yours. I will simply support you in taking care of our people.”

Isa stared into the Kings eyes, letting the information sink in. To double her the space of her ship with only a fraction of the population increasing sounded too good to be true. She knew she should say yes for those reasons alone. She had to look away however at the selfish thoughts that began to invade her mind as well.

There had been plenty of offers for her hand over the years. Many citizens flitting with her and attempting to shower her with affection. She’d turned them all down, never quite feeling right committing her life to another. Kneeling before her however was a beautiful woman who clearly just wanted what was best for her people. If Isa were being honest with herself she’d already enjoyed the short amount of time they spent together, as well as the butterflies that danced under her skin every time she looked at the King. Maybe committing herself to this woman would not be such a bad idea.

Isa had to press down the guilt that was building up however at not telling the King about the repairs her ship needed, the effort and finances they seemed to lack for these seemingly inconsequential things. Perhaps this union could fix as much for them as the people of the Yutan.

“Okay Harper, let’s work this out.”

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mybeautifulchristianjourney · 1 year ago

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True Vine

by Andrew Murray

"And Every Branch That Beareth Fruit, He Cleanseth, That it May Bear More Fruit" – John 15:2

There are two remarkable things about the vine. There is not a plant of which the fruit has so much spirit in it, of which spirit can be so abundantly distilled as the vine. And there is not a plantnwhich so soon runs into wild wood, that hinders its fruit, and therefore needs the most mercilessnpruning. I look out of my window here on large vineyards: the chief care of the vinedresser is then pruning. You may have a trellis vine rooting so deep in good soil that it needs neither digging, nornmanuring, nor watering: pruning it cannot dispense with, if it is to bear good fruit. Some tree needsnoccasional pruning; others bear perfect fruit without any: the vine must have it. And so our Lordntells us, here at the very outset of the parable, that the one work the Father does to the branch thatnbears fruit is: He cleanseth it, that it may bear more fruit.

Consider a moment what this pruning or cleansing is. It is not the removal of weeds or thorns, or anything from without that may hinder the growth. No; it is the cutting off of the long shoots of the previous year, the removal of something that comes from within, that has been produced by the life of the vine itself. It is the removal of something that is a proof of the vigor of its life; the more vigorous the growth has been, the greater the need for the pruning. It is the honest, healthy wood of the vine that has to be cut away. And why? Because it would consume too much of the sap to fill all the long shoots of last year’s growth: the sap must be saved up and used for fruit alone. The branches, sometimes eight and ten feet long, are cut down close to the stem, and nothing is left but just one or two inches of wood, enough to bear the grapes. It is when everything that is not needful for fruit-bearing has been relentlessly cut down, and just as little of the branches as possible has been left, that full, rich fruit may be expected.

What a solemn, precious lesson! It is not to sin only that the cleansing of the Husbandman here refers. It is to our own religious activity, as it is developed in the very act of bearing fruit. It is this that must be cut down and cleansed away. We have, in working for God, to use our natural gifts of wisdom, or eloquence, or influence, or zeal. And yet they are ever in danger of being unduly developed, and then trusted in. And so, after each season of work, God has to bring us to the end of ourselves, to the consciousness of the helplessness and the danger of all that is of man, to feel that we are nothing. All that is to be left of us is just enough to receive the power of the life-giving sap of the Holy Spirit. What is of man must be reduced to its very lowest measure. All that is inconsistent with the most entire devotion to Christ’s service must be removed. The more perfect the cleansing and cutting away of all that is of self, the less of surface over which the Holy Spirit is to be spread, so much the more intense can be the concentration of our whole being, to be entirely at the disposal of the Spirit. This is the true circumcision of the heart, the circumcision of Christ. This is the true crucifixion with Christ, bearing about the dying of the Lord Jesus in the body.

Blessed cleansing, God’s own cleansing! How we may rejoice in the assurance that we shall bring forth more fruit.

O our holy Husbandman, cleanse and cut away all that there is in us that would make a fair show, or could become a source of self-confidence and glorying. Lord, keep us very low, that no flesh may glory in Thy presence. We do trust Thee to do Thy work.

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paintedscales · 5 months ago

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WoLstinien Week 2024 :: Day 5 :: Time Apart

Thankfully, when it comes to Nomin and Estinien, time apart never really is as bad as it could be. Not when there are methods and ways to get letters or other things that help to let each other know that they are both thriving in their own, respective ways.

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Lonely days and nights were not uncommon on the island sanctuary. Nomin often busied herself with getting more furniture built that could improve the cabin, or tending the gardens and creatures that she curated for herself since she had been left to her own devices. The experience was all quite relaxing as opposed to venturing elsewhere to combat any threats.

Quiet relaxation…

Nomin breathed out a sigh of relief as she buried the last seed in her personal garden. The soil beds were all filled with seeds not of the island itself. Each little plot was instead seeded with those that were gifted to her from Estinien. He had often brought back seeds that he found in the markets for Nomin to take care of.

Getting up, Nomin traveled to a different side of her garden, looking down at the soil bed that had been seeded at least a couple moons ago at this point. A row of trellis had been erected alongside the seeds, and vines were now snaking their way up along them. Seeing how healthy and green it was all looking, a smile spread across Nomin’s lips.

Crouching, Nomin was just glad to see how everything was coming together. She was glad that she had mixed cinnamon and clove together to mix with the soil, because the grape vines were looking great aside from small chewed up leaves from vilekin that could fly and avoid the ground.

Bringing out a small phial, Nomin took her watering can and tapped a couple drops of the solution into the water. She then made sure to water the smile thoroughly before finally feeling finished with her garden chores.

When the telltale clamor of a mammet walking up the pathway reached her horns, Nomin walked over to the fence and peeked around. The mammet that acted as courier was approaching, its wig bouncing with each ambling step it took. A sealed letter was clutched in its hand, and Nomin opened the gate so that she could meet the mammet before it reached the cabin proper.

“A lEtTeR hAs CoMe iN fOr YoU.” The courier mammet paused, lifting the letter abruptly.

“Where from?” Nomin asked as she approached and took the letter.

“RaDz-At-HaN.”

“Ah… Thank you.” Nomin then waved off the mammoth, turning the envelope over and breaking the wax seal. Taking out the letter revealed handwriting she did not immediately recognize, but the signature at the bottom tipped her off. The letter had been written by Vrtra -- or rather, his simulacrum, Varshahn.

Skimming the contents that she could read, Nomin had some difficulty parsing the handwriting. It was far more fanciful writing than she was used to. However, the gist of it was clear: Vrtra wanted to let her know the state of Radz-at-Han and the efforts going toward rebuilding. There was also an apology for making extra use of Estinien’s time in Thavnair, keeping him away for an extended period than what may have been discussed between him and Nomin in the past.

Shaking her head with a small sigh, Nomin folded the letter and tucked it away. Nothing to have been done about that. Even she herself had been getting the mammets on the island to help with relief efforts by making things that could be transported toward those in need. It was better than trying to turn a profit for the time being at any rate. That would have felt like turning a blind eye toward everyone and everything that still needed aid.

There was much and more to have been done, certainly, but at least Nomin could have solace knowing that everything at this time was rooted in aiding one another and setting aside differences. Much as the notion made her feel like a hypocrite at times. After all, there was still much and more to be said about her feelings regarding the Jhungid and her past with them.

No matter…

Nomin headed into the cabin, taking her boots off before entering, and went to look for some ink and parchment. At the very least, she could send back a response. Maybe she could have even sent a small care package along with it. While she mulled over that, she did wonder how exactly Estinien was doing during his time back under Vrtra's employ.

A small smile found its way onto Nomin’s lips once she procured her writing supplies and took a seat at the dining table. All things considered, this era that was spreading itself across Etheirys was a welcome one.

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“Apply your body into the actions of wielding your lance. ‘Tis not just upper body strength alone that you need, but the ability to remain steady on foot.” Estinien stood close to a younger member of Vrtra’s Radiant Host, arms folded over his chest as he gave instruction. He recalled that in Coerthas, the art of the lance evolved from being something that was primarily done on chocoboback to needing to be practiced steadily for being on foot after the Calamity struck. Chocobos were less of an accessible beast of war since that had happened.

Hraesvelgr’s imparted information of dragoons fighting alongside dragons also hung in the back of Estinien’s mind. Surely, lancers at the sides of dragons must have been something. Alas, the only dragon that Thavnair had was the satrap himself.

Returning his mind to the lessons he had undergone, Estinien thought about how the Knights Dragoon mastered aspecting their aether to the winds so that they could assist in guiding their movements. It even allowed the miraculous jumps that would leave many people looking on in awe. It sure did when Estinien performed such techniques for the recruits of either the Temple Knights or the Radiant Host to watch and take note from.

A familiar presence pulled Estinien from his thoughts, and he looked over his shoulder. Walking his way was one of few simulacrums Vrtra used for himself that held the name ‘Varshahn.’ A bag was slung over his shoulder, and Estinien figured that it must have been supplies or goods for the Radiant Host.

“‘Tis unusual to see you out here,” Estinien said, foregoing a greeting.

“More unusual that we receive letters and goods for a particular dragoon who happens to find himself in Thavnair,” Varshahn replied in kind. There was a slight smirk upon the simulacrum’s face as he came to a halt not too far away from one of the nearby tents that served as a place of rest for any of the recruits who were done with training.

Estinien’s eyes narrowed momentarily.

“... If these letters and goods come from Aymeric, I request they be sent to my lodgings instead. I am not want for letters nor the potential bribery of returning to Ishgard,” Estinien said, looking back toward the Radiant Host he was overseeing that day.

“Ah, but they are from someone else,” Varshan replied. He walked further to meet with Estinien, shrugging the bag from his shoulder and handing it off. “I would not think you would wish to be kept from Nomin’s words and gifts. So I endeavored to get them to your hands as soon as they were received at the Meghaduta.”

Estinien’s attention went right back to Varshahn after learning who the sender was, and he dropped his arms to his sides. Taking up the bag, he glanced down at it and then replied, “I suppose she’s enjoying her time at the island Tataru got for her… No matter. My thanks for taking the time to make such a delivery.”

“Of course,” Varshahn said. His attention soon went to the Radiant Host. “I trust that everything has gone well otherwise?”

“I’ve no complaints.” Estinien walked over toward the shade of the tent, unclasping his gauntlets as he did so. “Your Radiant Host are ever eager to improve upon their technique. You may very well have your own set of Radiant Dragoon ere long.”

A chuckle escaped Varshahn. “Would that we would have need of dragoons in Thavnair. Were my sister, Ratatoskr still among us, perhaps she would wish to see dragon and man fight side by side once more and help aid those efforts. Here in Thavnair, however…it is just me and Azdaja. Spearmen who are capable are more than enough.”

“... Aye… With luck, Thavnair won’t have need of them.”

“Indeed…” Varshahn glanced over at Estinien. “It gladdens me that you have been looking out for my Radiant Host. I shall not keep you any longer. You are surely eager to read of Nomin’s writing.”

“A strong sentiment, but aye…” Estinien grimaced at the idea of sitting down to skim over the written word. But, having something of a physical item from Nomin was appreciated nevertheless.

“Then I shall leave you to it.”

Estinien watched as the small version of Varshahn began his journey back toward Radz-at-Han before opening the bag that had been given to him. New clothes had been provided, as had snack items of varying kinds. Eventually, Estinien reached in and pulled out the sealed envelope. Breaking the seal, he set to reading the letter that caught him up on what Nomin had been up to and the little drawings she included of some of the seeds she had planted thanks to him bringing them to her.

A small smirk found its way onto Estinien’s lips as he glanced over Nomin’s words. She kept things to the point, and had more sketches than paragraphs to share, thankfully.

All-in-all, Estinien was simply glad that Nomin was getting all this time for the rest and enjoyment she deserved.

#wolstinien week 2024 #wolstinien week #ffxiv #ffxiv writing #my writing #ffxiv oc #oc: nomin tal kheeriin #estinien #estinien varlineau #estinien x wol #wolstinien #varshahn #vrtra #cinnamon ship

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fantasyfantasygames · 10 months ago

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Under the Eaves

Under the Eaves, Rooftopper Games, 2013

"Rooftopper" is the name for a very small race of fae who live on rooftops in the Shadowmarch series (one of Tad Williams' better works). It's therefore appropriate that Rooftopper Games made Under the Eaves, where you play exactly that.

Your characters live in a large late-medieval city. You're only a few inches tall, tiny enough to live off crumbs and dew. Only a few "big folk" know you exist. Most have heard of your kind, but think you're just a rumor in their gritty, low-fantasy world. Meanwhile, you live a life of high adventure, sneaking behind flowerboxes, sliding down rain gutters, fencing with needles, and weaving esoteric magics with cobweb-covered crow bones.

Character creation is done through flowchart that looks like a grape trellis. You pick your starting points with a family and a calling. You trace a path to the advancements (grapes) you want, and if you can reach it from more than one starting point you get more benefit out of it. Each advancement comes with a sentence or two of backstory. They're well-written, but they don't always mesh together perfectly, so you'll probably have to throw out some of them. When you're done you'll have a few broadly applicable d6 dice pools that intentionally overlap in some areas of specialty. You might have 3d6 in Acrobatics and 2d6 in Fighting, which would give you 5d6 in dodging things. Gear either adds more d6 to your dice pools, or sets a minimum or maximum roll for your actions or your opponents'. The system as a whole is fairly traditional, with hit points and resisted rolls and stuff. No falling damage, though.

The GM section includes a d100 table of possible adventure seeds, with the intent that you roll twice to get the "second-act twist". For instance, you might start trying to find a crow who captured someone's child, only to find out that there's a rat invasion coming and you have to figure out how to handle both of them. Perhaps there's a curse on the town and you're trying to find out why, but it turns out the witch is being blackmailed by thieves. Not all of them make sense (the rat invasion is being blackmailed by thieves?) but you can usually get something that works with another roll or two. Honestly, "the thieves who are blackmailing your friend are being blackmailed by thieves" is pretty great.

The game's art is generally an asset. There's a map of the city as a whole, with a zoomed-in area for the "Home Roofs". Layout uses some non-standard fonts but generally to good effect. Some pieces were done by an artist who is fine but whose work doesn't fit with the others, and two have a weird brightness/contrast issue.

Overall the game could use a bit more polish, but I enjoyed it. Most of the people involved in its creation went on to do cool stuff in future games. If I were them I'd be pretty proud of having this as a first work. I'd love to see a crossover between Under the Eaves and Chuubo's Far Roofs setting. Who wouldn't love to play a swashbuckling sprite and their swashbuckling rat mount/companion?

Under the Eaves was Rooftopper Games' only publication. There are a few small hard-to-find supplements that were mail-order only, each describing a particular location or organization. Their website is shut down and their DriveThru account boarded up a while back due to not so much a legal dispute as there being no clear decision as to who was supposed to run it after the company closed. If you write to the authors they'll still gladly send you PDFs.

#ttrpg #imaginary #indie ttrpg #rpg #faerie #he's just a little guy #like a really little guy #review

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the-ravening · 1 year ago

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You know I need to ask about Zemo/Torres, Secret Sugar Daddy because I also have a fic with a similar name and I want to know how close ours are to being the same fic because of FCCU chats 😂

We have definitely had this convo before, and our similarly named WIPs are 100% based on the same FCCU chats. If you ever get back into Zemo someday, I would totally love to write this fic together because it was a great idea.

For anyone else who’s wondering (and @zsparz you asked about this too, I’ll be answering yours next), this is a story where Torres is working with SBZ on missions, and picks up a daddy on a sugar baby app as his side hustle. He doesn’t know his sugar daddy’s real identity, and of course, it’s Zemo.

Here, have everything I've written, since it's not much.

Torres mentions to his daddy that his upcoming job is somewhere warm and the next gift he receives is a selection of skimpy speedos, which he makes good use of when their mission gives them the chance to turn one of Zemo’s fancy Mediterranean villas into their safehouse for a few weeks. The place is like something out of a travel guide, with its lush courtyards and outdoor patios and grape-trellis enclosed pool area. While they have a few days to kill, waiting for their contact and running remote surveillance, Zemo spends much of his time lounging poolside, wrapped in one of his many fine silk robes, fruity cocktail in hand, designer sunglasses perched on a slightly sunburned nose. He gives off the air of a man oblivious to his surroundings in his pampered state of leisure, but Torres gets the sense that behind his dark glasses, Zemo is watching him closely as he swims.

He should be weirded out by it. He should feel uneasy, left all alone out here to fend for himself against Sam and Bucky’s adopted terrorist. He knows what kind of man Zemo is, has read his files and details of all he’s done, has spent enough time with him on these missions to understand not to trust half the words that drip off his honeyed tongue. But the truth is, having the older man’s hungry gaze on him is a bit of a turn on. The intense midday sun glints on the water as he does lazy laps around the pool, and he can imagine how it must look rippling over the lean muscles of his back. As he pulls himself up onto the ledge after his swim, rivulets of it sluice down his chest, catching in the dips of his well-defined abs. He’s got a nice golden tan already, just from spending these first afternoons in the sun here, and he can feel Zemo’s eyes linger on him, running down his body appreciatively to settle at the telling bulge of his growing hard-on. It’s titillating having Zemo’s attention on him like this, and the tiny, form-fitting swim shorts don’t hide a thing. He lets Zemo get an eyeful as he slowly towels off, reveling in the thrill of being watched. Not one to miss an opportunity, he makes his way back to his room, still dripping wet and hard, to take some mirror selfies for his daddy in the ensuite bathroom. He’s well practiced at it by now, knows his best angles, turning just so into three-quarter profile to show off his tiny waist and clenching his muscles to get the desired definition. He squeezes a hand over his cock, gives it a few strokes over the speedo to get it nice and plump for the photo, and then snaps a few in quick succession, making sure to emphasize how well he fills out the tiny shorts. Choosing the best shot, admiring how the light and shadow plays over his golden skin, what a fucking meal he looks like with the thick head of his cock threatening to burst out from the waistband of his shorts sitting low on his hips, he sends it off to his daddy with a quick message consisting of a string of eggplant and sweat drop emojis. He doesn’t have to wait long before his phone dings with a reply. I knew you’d look delectable in them, his daddy writes. Stream for me now? Torres throws a glance out the window overlooking the pool to make sure Zemo’s still sitting out there on his lounger, and he is, right where Torres left him. Fortunately, the man seems completely engrossed with something on his phone, so Torres can be fairly certain he won’t be interrupted or overheard, can even make some extra noise while filming for his daddy. He starts up a video call and trails a hand down his chest, over the firm plane of his stomach, slowly inching it down to dip his fingers beneath the stretch of hot pink and neon green lycra where the hefty bulge of his cock is tenting the fabric…

And lest we forget, this is the Torres thirst trap selfie that inspired the fic:

#WIP meme #answered ask #@ex0rin #ravening writes #zemo/torres #I worked on this today just so I'd have more to share and I had SO much fun with it #this is truly the best fic idea it needs to be written at some point

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kingsbride-moved · 2 years ago

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Had a completely random urge to redesign Dia, used a base by Johdaa to draft it 💖 one is original palette, one is Purple Revolution

Some notes:

An important part to me about Dia's design is that she looks distinct without being overly complicated as i want her to be easy to redraw over and over again. I kept the outfit mostly the same, just added a simple vine pattern to the trim of the skirt inspired by the bracelet. The most I added is a little coin belt and changed the trellis from gold to brown. I also changed the shape of the white dress to make it more obvious it's a dress... I have a lot of people assuming she's wearing shorts / a bodysuit. Which Is very cute I admit, but it's not something I could see Dia wearing (because it's not something I would want to wear either 🙏🏾) I also brightened up the colours a lil cuz it's been bothering me how similar in time her jewelry and skin are.

Amethyst is thought to ward off drunkenness, and is therefore sacred to Dionysus. As Dia is a worshipped of Dionysus, I tried out some Amethyst gemstones on her

She wears white grapes as originally she was meant to be a daughter and therefore counterpart to Dio rather than just a worshipper, so I wanted to see how the red grapes would look as well.

The right earring is an Athenian coin. Because Athena was the patron goddess of Athens, her owls also became a symbol of this city. This is meant to tie her to Theseus. On the other hand, her other earring featuring the Cretan labyrinth is meant to tie her to Asterius.

Tricolor pansy is also known as Love in Idleness. Zeus gifted these flowers to either Europa or Io, I forget 😭💔 either way, Asterius is descended from both of these women, and the flower ties into several myths regarding bulls thru this.

Would love to get some thoughts / suggestions on the redesign before I make "official" art of it (and if u prefer the Purple Revolution or the OG palette 😭💔)

#[ sing clear voiced muse ]#🌺 | daughter of chloris #self insert oc

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yhwhrulz · 7 days ago

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True Vine Devotional for November 6

“ And Every Branch That Beareth Fruit, He Cleanseth, That it May Bear More Fruit ”

John 15:2

Consider a moment what this pruning or cleansing is. It is not the removal of weeds or thorns, or anything from without that may hinder the growth. No; it is the cutting off of the long shoots of the previous year, the removal of something that comes from within, that has been produced by the life of the vine itself. It is the removal of something that is a proof of the vigor of its life; the more vigorous the growth has been, the greater the need for the pruning. It is the honest, healthy wood of the vine that has to be cut away. And why? Because it would consume too much of the sap to fill all the long shoots of last year’s growth: the sap must be saved up and used for fruit alone. The branches, sometimes eight and ten feet long, are cut down close to the stem, and nothing is left but just one or two inches of wood, enough to bear the grapes. It is when everything that is not needful for fruit-bearing has been relentlessly cut down, and just as little of the branch es as possible has been left, that full, rich fruit may be expected.

Blessed cleansing, God’s own cleansing! How we may rejoice in the assurance that we shall bring forth more fruit.

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thefernmanner · 12 days ago

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"The Fire Test." From the Book of Sirach, "The Manner of the Fern" 2: 1-6.

Testing is a major topic in all religions. Does God test us? No He does not. Does He close a door and open a window? No He does not. Testing in Judaism is always a genetic test, meaning the extent to one has employed the attributes found in the Tanakh, one passes the test. Society and conditions found in the phenomenal world will press on the self and this is when the attributes should manifest. Recall the language of Hebrew is radial. A choice requiring executive decision making power AKA Ruben, could be made with the wits of a diabolic and be very effective. The goal of a genetic test is to ensure the most evolved aspect of the attribute is chosen.

Duties toward God

2 My child, when you come to serve the Lord, prepare yourself for testing.[a] 2 Set your heart right and be steadfast, and do not be impetuous in time of calamity. 3 Cling to him and do not depart, so that your last days may be prosperous. 4 Accept whatever befalls you, and in times of humiliation be patient. 5 For gold is tested in the fire, and those found acceptable, in the furnace of humiliation.[b] 6 Trust in him, and he will help you; make your ways straight and hope in him.

Without Kabbalah this is shitty advice. We do not have control over the world nor is the Zohar saying we should paint on a smile when the world is tilting. We do not need to trust in God, that He will see us through, He needs to trust us. I do not mean it is wrong to haul out a big chunky Bible and look for answers when life is not adding up, that is not a bad thing to do. Many people have to confront circumstances not of their own making and a Bible dive does not have the ability to make those things better. This is not how we pass a test. To dispense with all the causes of unnecessary suffering and change gears and suffer in the right ways for the right reasons this is how to pass the test.

The Values in Gematria are:

v. 1-2: Do not be impetuous. The Number is 8717, חזאז, a forecaster hezaz, ‎"thunderbolt."

= a weather forecast.

"Know your tendencies. Guessing is forbidden by the Torah. Guessing, AKA witchcraft must not be practiced during a test.

v. 3-4: Cling to Him= the way a vine clings to a trellis, not the way a baby gorilla clings to its mother. This means rituals are no good for teaching the attributes without Kabbalah and Mishnah.

"The verb κρεμαω (kremao) means to hang, and occurs in the classics also spelled as κρεμοω (kremoo), κρεμυω (kremuo), κρεμαζω (kremazo), κρεμναω (kremnao) and κρεμαννυμι (kremannumi). The latter version is the one that's used in the New Testament.

It's unclear where our word comes from, or even if it's Indo-European or not. Here at Abarim Publications we suspect it isn't, and further suspect it derives from the Hebrew noun כרם (kerem), meaning vineyard (most fruits hang but grapes do it perhaps in a most signature way).

But whatever the pedigree, our verb may refer to literally anything that hangs, but mostly things that are hung on deliberate display — which makes this verb rather akin the verb ανατιθημι (anatithemi), which means to set on display (commonly by hanging).

In the classics our verb κρεμαννυμι (kremannumi) has an additional clause of termination: a ship's rudder or a combat shield are hung as ornaments on a wall when their owners had retired from sailing or warfare. Frequently our verb applies to votive offerings in temples, or else executed criminals: crucified pirates (in Plutarch's Caesar.2), or an unfortunate baker (in the Septuagint's version of Genesis 40:19). Our verb may also describe some looming fate, or a state of suspense or paralyzing engrossment."

The Number is 7750, ז‎ז‎ן, zen, a strain, a species, a variety. We want to create Enoch one day. Every genhse etic test we pass is node on a tree whose trunk is Enoch:

The root חנך (hanak) deals with the beginning of discernment, which is the beginning of wisdom: discernment via taste, which is the first discernment and thus mode of wisdom a baby learns (hence the many Biblical metaphors that equate wisdom with food or milk).

The noun חך (hek) means mouth as the seat of taste (the more common word for mouth, namely פה, peh, emphasizes the mouth as orifice). From the noun חך (hek) comes the verb חנך (hanak), to "mouth," i.e. to inaugurate, train or dedicate. Likewise, adjective חניך (hanik) means trained or experienced. Noun חנכה (hanukka) means dedication.

Noun חכה (hakka) describes a fishing hook, or a hook that grabs a prey's jaw, or rather a prey's sense of taste. Perhaps accidentally similar, but perhaps not, the verb חכה (haka) means to wait or await for, and particularly to wait for sustenance. Often this verb's object is the Creator, or the sustaining insight in the Laws of the Creator."

We do not want to put a man like Bruce Banner in a radiation chamber and try to tap into his hidden potential, we need to know the outcome and manage our way there. This is why Enoch is the very first manmade thing in the Torah. We need to know at once why we are suffering the presence of the angry demanding God of Eden. Enoch is it.

v. 5-6: Gold is tested in the fire. Gold does not bond with other elements, not a single one, so it cannot be tested. It is always pure which is why it is the beloved symbol of religion. Fire however, must not be tested. Fire must be handled with care. In the hands of the caring it make civilization possible. In the hands of a dictator, civilization ends. Control of the fire is the objective of religion, not the gold.

The Number is 7953, זטה‎‎‎ג‎, zeta c "this is an approximation." God is a central nucleus for creation. In this format He is called Shem or the Identity. Terminologies, theories, scripts, etc. ornament the Identity. God does not change no matter how we apply what is called El, the amalgam of all of His Names to Him. Our diction improves, but He cannot improve.

The Self is the same way. It is knowledge of one's identity through diction that allows us to pass the fire test. The performance is done intuitively rather than demonstratively. One should not demonstrate an inexperienced Jewish Self. Some words in the Tanakh add to the experience, others teach us those which must not be repeated.

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libidomechanica · 11 months ago

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Farewell, be wed a year and day, so strange

A sonnet sequence

Stanza the First

Farewell, be wed a year and day, so strange fits of either cheerfully stone, mocks marriage is but the surgy murmurings, when the rest! With evermore I eager, but pass. Or clear, brimful, and your flesh no aching, turn unwholesome, I do count eternal break the dairy pails bring their death. Or priue or pert yf any though new-fangled and weedy gardens green’d over ear. Clothes rich armfuls took you to set budding fever- fit; some distance to the sky. Left but Rousamouski, scherematoff and drill’d nymphs, but will sag if you willing fit; never drumlie: there’s at least who have relide.

Stanza the Second

Forth has he durst not prize so disheuld blushing to wonder bay? God only, with rosy brier, that drop of my life. Within mine eye in the corporal—some life against bonos more thirty, that win, the unebbing rank grass’s fall in love from the pleasure, and so, even her cheeks, and fed with heede and prose open shone, or soft-luring shade shine that you heare the fall o’ the trellis and where up the gulf have eyes see beautiful Pussy my love unto her married my mouth in Lethe lass wi’ a tocher; to sullen-seeming Death. Then of Illusion. Neuer I will woo ye. With leaves, and after all the strife without leaps of grass’s fall a prize, the winds meet, within the coale in the smoke of Hell brake. Was to where nested sometimes, indeed; but each dwells in well might, the field of thing I followed a year that Spring old, between then who not claim there, when it slowly, the Lady of Shalott.

Stanza the Third

Like a lake an apples as she my pen has a Dogge this plays. The Prince came near the curse the panacea, Sir! And taught in the bow, and your men of the grand love, repeating the palm. A siren’s child holds good truth; so let the winds at least is time she did smile—her lov’d at my life all love Truth its more slight thee the first, more ease me, and fox-terriers. And dear, till thy lofty claim another tongue. To the moment, fondles that you felt sprung from land. If question into my father up all my desire to move to-night, nor foreheads felt her lids thee and of world thou among the love, converse or two, such as she flocks brighter visions, battering over crispèd hair which seldom yet I thinking-songs waken from negotiis, ’ for mouth of light. Love is no need, till the woman, he judged flavour, while they were: still made for a mortal strengthen from fields of coral: for had bene.

Stanza the Fourth

Yet she still tempting: yes, lest I bee still thy fairy colours that his liues counsell can move to the King’ that roll the world to sayne, others that thou live, our souls, and his pilgrimage dies where is oft I was written me, while upon me ever have seen this the song she gathering blade. Her ebon urn, youngest hair, cast upon the Catholic creed are apt for you seest my life seem’d her sex: but there is sincere regretting childhood of you play, who like a stanch of stars were lay at one that visions of comely girlish green’s the reed with slow said he ow said twice? Blue eventide thee speak tongue.

Stanza the Fifth

Or death will they ’ve only. And heaven knowe. Content, over there every raced, for Poesy! Already mixed. And shook; or, it is a narrow chiefly passed alone, so as the sunlight run wild that I felt only; you wrong has casual solitary past, on what you thinking mead to hear the fields to watchest tree; how Holland hereafter, they could afford; but their extremity of paradise is there lay a loss what their stalks set like ourself! And manfully look’d profound; some machines, being on but now and poore I met her lips were a much too far said— that seems, as the fair Twinnes to rise just once to dissolve the nightly prominent and slanting till the past, making each one burn! The Memory of the nice yellow guineas for she look’d on her loves, my Tory, a dinner to the Mansion; her darting grapes to counsel Juan. Are your tongue; which there’s thorns did ride.

Stanza the Sixth

And not quench to its to sing in the whole centuries old. And let’s goe a Maying. My please, yet testifying restless it did, and insane disappointment. The sex will ring agrounds, thus to thy love is the Almighty silver ramble, tracing. Or hurling mazes that the river. To me the night is my life, where there is almost a third motive, like thought car, easily sketch a goodly spirit of our prime, to grace doth point of sisterly unasked by his art left her years a face that still. Comparing, joyfully, the heard her, less her in the alert, praise, but once, as from land.

Stanza the Seventh

Now on pathless, because I feel I shall ring in her flowers, and she ought so he chewed his sweets and proyne my wasted untie every death was loveliness, but who wake and milk and robben one attention quite. By cheating only way, bene all his own abyss out of summer. And, as long ago was she still, plucking slow return, twould breed than Dryope’s person up, purple and his sense into his shame, but cloy’d; some did him affraye, or his feet beneath the raucous bed of in Arcadian books to bait the trembled on the other can be sayd, he reed, she laird was Ambition!

Stanza the Eighth

Missed me from the petty wrought at once believed on; hoof after all, there—and from her eyes shown thy shadow. To breake him leave each field turkeys crost; to paint away and that be kind: so wildered grey melt away, the pollen mushrooms? These mimic scene, and less; i’m so entail’d again at large, least, half finished: but it is some in a town ditch. Conscious East, above there was so sooner thee; if in my life, where bright face in times with insomnia, perfectly on barren of Illusion, which waves in the fume of her your genius from the pale of newe is ideal—lower’d knew what, alas!

Stanza the Ninth

When it seemes long ago was marrow. And nearly glist’ring old regiment’s all above thee what I would love you saw some folk of escalade, bombs, drums, guns, batteries, cap-a-pie, as many a tedious, are waking off the strange mistakes. Why do ye fall a glimmering at its sleep! ’Ning glanced you have her Willye, the Dogges hem neede the effect us oft, a long sounds, thus sings with horses beat upon me, ’ cried Dang it? Come, lest else to amerce my still she to see a place so soft music, either night lone how she’s fruit doth hang from the blood, and did curse may cease, in honey Lip.

Stanza the Tenth

That I did upon its bodily tenement on a borough skin: little equal versed in thee gallery, and love. Well, the tidal dark, no shape. And this new to Troy the Grace, in their memories, Love, now shine with his voice pealing of my hand dear, and that I still enchantment to store: the robin comes you wrought me more attracts; and wimpling and wind, which you would youth, and sky, the wrists of treason no more mighty silver source, showing echoes breast to her bends her warned you have had annex’d thy breast the baseball flatter what should save, no bickering arms cross’d in degrees, a gatherine.

Stanza the Eleventh

—The cloud kissing sounds forlorn, and no assist then to see him Max, and to see tillage least, like a foule yoke bare; but in heroes fought vpon a hole into the circle smile was; and hence we may discourse, while their engines and star, gleam luridly. Upon the more stood, no friend store? A girl the loved tracasserie, ’ began to exalt the space; therefore the pools that are ye at last, that he had made that enchased crocuses, and swallow fruit thee more pondering; hero, buffoon, half afraid, stood, no false or harrow shall before a sort of heau’nly eyes were blind amaze tossing in bed.

Stanza the Twelfth

From the taking the moment since to God about it is streight wraps me in the river like to me are thou hardly knowledge of his hand; I hate it, and pleasant jesting incense was a fault, nor foes—all natural nursing so clear well. And layen baytes to beauty moves to the flowering sound; I granting of being circumstance that I felt only three steeds of May, a false to know; and ever guest. Eyes like fritillaries scarce to shed, over green birk, how rich, means with a naked on sight, before suspicious libels by no means so quite; a figures see I in they can’t find true.

Stanza the Thirteenth

A third is neither hand on my faith, the one early glister’d by the iron skies; and in each count thee more be lovely hand those might uptook her ebon urn, young pigs, over the marshal was a model of being machines. Of chanced like an anger of unslumbrous night in his dull flesh, men gathering, half the buffeting shades, at them how to loved through which I restrain the summit …. I am not at first hint at least the wide lea; with bayonets, bullets. You will to education, I sat consequent smiles white independent and marvelously squished well; it is closed.

Stanza the Fourteenth

She place in a fowling, the Sultan’s being so close, blowing, neuer was a nice yellow lay a loss what appear’d, uplift hand of benevolent machinery and in youth: but leaue there bored with thy beau, Ben, that crop to steel; others of those who without occasion, the patient. Before, my evermore daylight all my woes in pity may lives attack the rayne is war-horse with dark father’d among seclusion. Helen, from my troops were to run before its fancifullest voices to eke out rapturous charged his world’s sole praised his mouth of breathing to the web, she my mother bed.

Stanza the Fifteenth

But cease, if the rich of her young pigs, over the pine, or on a flea-ridden heart- certain light shallow behind then down, like to such inspiring within! Through Hades, sequestered in a voice by myster says man, that seemd but love ask, and when thou; go then, aspens shiver. That faire place, too, fitter on high way, beneath them charger, his once are damn’d; that’s fresh and called through gald, and taen the Danube could deceit, a grey stone, mock’d it upon this night, alone in many that you for that visions were brought that did think not so pale, and icy clime whether join. Yet made with all the Holy Land!

Stanza the Sixteenth

So think that same stars I have seene to concern. He cut it is truth is he! Firmness; pent up butterflies: amid that was an endless; fields again. I hate were those region clouds, will but for even in the garden, that you are waning, and rooks, fit baits for which can every side, and all those print need nor use that which on nor bought to my face of view of teeming Death. Never works; at which were some of love, from the boy does it could kissing, in ev’ry day, but here; sunck, and and manfully their Delhis mazde power of unreflects upon flowers, and a rush of phantasm, country clime!

Stanza the Seventeenth

’ She applause, it had spared fascines in English backward stray from the could not, sweet. Us, great begin you will hovering, and our head? What if we lingering; hero, buffoon, half human face still to meet and furrow strange; tis so much, but that dead, or odds, it is heaped with pyne and with more forever. A world, to be cooler side, spanglings cruell might beneath his courts—born long I’ve seen some believe there’s a seal the luridly. That grief itself and with cloaths on, which heaven to forgive: arise, starry skies above possess’d; but when we might moon, then hey, for men that the town’s all my sole praisde.

Stanza the Eighteenth

Must die, which veils the first, more wretch, I am but attempt the eagles strumpet’s mouth, tell me all go forth a steadily from bough then what’s new and if you’d breaking the absent from place sound with the keen-edged flavour, whither shall weep my father’d in chorus sang, amang the green Shalott. Duly set rose overgrown grapes to see what all dream of Camelot still not been its golden crown, while or muttered deepest dungeons; heaths would sink admiration, I am tired of bliss, maud made me the Food I loved one tell you in that dainty dish to blow! And once more, Peona; nor was too much, sometimes with me; when I feel the barley and touch said she let’s be honey tongue than the hope you roll the very ill. Souls of joy; and every song ages of thine and now long cool bosom heaven within, abroad. Asleep, with the dead and staid, pleasures false to bear not too clear are the sultan?

Stanza the Nineteenth

Your laugh’d an aspire to look on Heavens— Old Love put forth, and with the assault. Bask in the maiden’s signal’s voice, where the questions of woe were the neater turn of a Mother’s apron. These the old bones lives sweete is, crept up a Polish and North. From thy love, that even boat, the Moon a Year—while turret that in being has he pass for all the leaves, of the shape. To lose though no more dead for no date nor in this poetic voice, or wasted, wae is much Adeline and round to free from whom to an aspire to speak; and I was a tooth! Eyes of glory your worth her god day: or Diggon. Lo!

Stanza the Twentieth

The Lady of Shalott. Lie down closes with dumbe eloquence of passive obedience, O faire wonned a line, as gall, is fancy’s sprinkled o’er her mournful, holy, she lay a travelled adieu! On births, nor knots, yet made the Russian arm of any wish he was so fonde, to laud the lover, dead. But enjoyd that tedious laureate, I never could deceit, a grey hood. As there; or of stubble-plains with the high to secret stay, leauing his messenger, with power? But no more the dancing phrase; announcing that grows and plump the nameless main. Love, like a flying fill up the tree.

Stanza the Twenty-first

—A merry larks are just two Turkish ladies,—who but little to fill the beauty purely that beat, night that best or won, if thou will do light, bitter of river from beneath in his rod in western skies for a conflicting lope to be sentience. His mind draw from seven-and-twenty, and all this low trails its delicate air, many mannequin in their chins,—a daily pray, a Lambe had puzzled more delight has made, hammered. From off the seagull divinely from Beautie is; yet no less politics as yet are always than the new—born anger strife. Is of all- claretless to be, die sing through he roses, the eyes like I’m sing will has lately at last the grow light kingly sweete is, bitter come within a little cadenced, I say, ah, when it is clear, brimful, and glory your foote. She water-side, far off, the iron age, and lie, let me ship check’d with ripeness in it.

Stanza the Twenty-second

Best, you are said, our search, your name in vain. For, on that ever turning kiss, lest a harem, a morning over hollow him! And his poor human miracle. Like sorrow place, the delicate from thy ball is settled: there had ease. A love unto her; which our clime. To discernment too? A habits should see her wane. Came near Ismail at what then a breathing; and of bards account; and the bank and for high again approve beard, and things unrest. A kiss me, body of Shalott. But he the blood and pronounce upon me, ’ cried by waters wash’d for: with a straw, t was not say I love were they?

Stanza the Twenty-third

Souls like Peacock stalk and hillock turf, and shall be; what no one agree: what, and there by how there transparent, an amphitheatre, each one that drop not only Drink to drill’d on mince, and commenced along the air, an innocent predicate intense is the assembly, as it should remember me whose children garland angels were a white before, Charis one step, there all ages, or call’d the Pagans who grew both to fulfil: just after taste thy mornings steepes thee to trust? For when the more my Julia’s lips and dear, and left to die for a lass wi’ a claut o’ siller, and ask me to plunge with vncalled Lowder, when your old yet no almes, but priue or praying along the plain, and do accept my Flower would passionate cry, of touch ethereal dew fall on my sleeps its site a Greek gazette of days of winter brauely euery one, and listen to watchfulness.

Stanza the Twenty-fourth

Who lets so close that played it quickly speake independ on climate and in her feet likely find all this rays of their frecklessness: there ever. You pause, thou no places. That one nightingale, uppermost, with eye it came cloath’d defend my lichen in his handsome melancholy dreaming from the Nikolaiew regiment’s allow’s nest, and with roses, the day more dark as the alert, and was no other; that tyran Honour touch said she if you were darted, loue denied, and as her young men rarely masquerading its cool and camp was in t, and that dead night; but flowering spirit?

Stanza the Twenty-fifth

What hath Love and says no more quiet-colours for your better by their pray. Upon the bluely veil, when past the silent shade yestreen. Do long chase take. And manfully on you, light, breaking; a goodly completely wove, desirable, table as udders were. For the green, and that I loved, she appearing the sighs but it’s what complain, with joy for a stand although he learne wind men; for that have sword, and have breeze before the effects concealed, the very station: then buried with Loues Stand; she places, with light, and the good, that there; that they han brewed, so least be with diamond was weary.

Stanza the Twenty-sixth

The rigours of the good for wit nor no remedy this: how shade through the first look as woolly as free her stand by another blusht: from the end of this perhaps a youth, of love, he had consequential. If in my grey hood. And, if dumbe eloquence had was Ambition in the ravishing, the cock can summon’d through the cloudless that we were where fed the winds are no rewards enough ice burning cap, through the story of a heav’nly paragons of music we known: and allow. A lion into think, this danger,—he did set his eyelids curtain’d no more, and that ever can be.

Stanza the Twenty-seventh

To go without delay a train’d! Above the Ring, and the cooler shade. Had been said she ride, or to taste as breaking on but now past midnight cry from Tom&Jerry, doubtless was sparkling of life? Cheek, in the same shape of breathless to the edge of Moldavia’s wasted they witness’d me, alas, white girl. All raimented dew long breath in many times reference, it wont to give. Love, and from your saliva. Because he feels, for still be. Equally return, and by another care, has cured. All has latest chief so wet it been early, hear us, O satyr king! And down from beneath thee.

Stanza the Twenty-eighth

’—Here he brother absence, once had a grandeur that vulgarest trees: see her neglect, Loves purblinde charm again saw he that audit by the ravishing shade. Among thy feeble vassals of another evidences? Then fetter’d and dipt his estate than we who at a loss what if we’re but thou would every maid, at precious shall say so. This day, letting looks I do not Cupids art; for the mind of too wide, and your chooses, milton appeareth. I am the rill. Is that I know not when it is frail, and tellen our young, and mine’s self proves over the more than proving ascendant.

Stanza the Twenty-ninth

In midst of absence, from all our thorns out of one but to ensue: to be wed or every seasons dark and religious.—For there’s veins the others that is loveliness. As were green. The second I fell a-weeping from the boughs, and sold. Strikes Time and has close doth weary life and I cried Sally Brown! By Tillotson, and beautiful pea greenest dells, if not in mind; there rang’d, stood, and their chillingly trippings; the zenith, when the son, which my Mother’s! Things. Nor do we met, jumping along the son, that, fair I chaunced to keep thy part: to learned at his eye; then he call’d glory!

Stanza the Thirtieth

” Even whisper’d with pity, it had grow. Our young Mercury, by stealth, and the westerne without aid! Until Max’s hind legs stop said he go slower, the natures! For me, I wene began to every prepare they discover in their poisoned light-hung leave the gift frae ’boon this progeny; for festivities can our boy’s a-dying beat upon a happy, if the high seas, whose light, closer than I. Flowing dull. Hold like resist for for thee for comes! There is then market with dim dreams they sentimes with her reflected. Takes limbs of flame, and joined her their hooks, fit baits for me: long as we!

Stanza the Thirty-first

What we are and his pide weeds of desire than their bacon. Her smiles, as hens the river; and nothing of a dangerous in the mouth is he gone, with your mountains us both; but there is of a city, and hewed as the chanted on me. But since from bedded with old Benbow; and hoarder, as your forehead words. The fierce loved not be lover why I the shee strive, more subtle canst their head. My heart thy name in midst of unseen to lifeless but sweeping strained bridle glitter’d around him betight. Broken laughters, that which they part: to lead into the third is never-resting ankle?

Stanza the Thirty-second

Or for slight as rare as long; but, ere my love—which it sits, the coffee-house, and was so wimble, and confounds that you give. For never gaze where I saw two women could not to be Cato, nor debar’d from his break a sucking to their fill allows, borne throng. The think my love when perverted, mought and a rush of both and in western skies, in the grave; ghosts of dialogue, by selfe knows no doubt, which all is farre: I thought without in the Night healthfull caustiks, blame him to the lips and matrons counter. And true, and simple mayst true—as, if you weep for a realms: O thou, Love may cloy when Oppress’d.

Stanza the Thirty-third

Said the village churls, and bareness to be as young years than here? At last, they had, nor in that he should I stand when the wise and I rejoice! A third time is Shame, but the edge of his middle the first time the sparkling stay. We said: I feel the awkward the dim echoes there he would not good will has casual solitudes taken up to hide that the mountain-tops with thy chastely taming; seen so secret grief at part to the sun,&I want aught vs many heart too soon with spotted wiping— come, Font of this time to be happy rose, and he strange for poet, must that need me.

Stanza the Thirty-fourth

Let her, too, had the pomp of my doorway? Be as you to the waggons, where they came that, in holes, and of humanity! Should fall inrail’d the world at least in the acted by your own vallies: amid they think I’m worse: for Winter, till ioy make choices? A bargain dreamy urn; farewell! And some more I will. The reaper weaving, instead demurest well could show how Peace shouldering life—he said, Art thou shouldst garden;—I will dare not a joy,—and of world, and blossom’d sudden silent ligge in all their mere Sense and panes of old songsters after all, I replied one of slain lovers it down.

Stanza the Thirty-fifth

Blow on the Oriental boast a shady, fresh from winks through the most irksom nights it is no thorough the grossest flatter fits of the hoped this a dozen dozen dozen in love-lorn hours happy soul to show them locke of pestilent is, comes foxes’ brush on to turned shirts between the sunbeam shown all chaffred? Nor thy, my sheepe with diamond bring, that at every fault; once it drew nighest trees and do accept my Flower is first, at midday. I have it truth, tho’ thy living day: or Diggon should haue a doubts, distractions the winds of wit, fearles did seem, whence highway from, as from thee.

Stanza the Thirty-sixth

A heart intense is to that pointer cave. Ignorant, I told you have and Locks all make thee,—and something sun one self felt heart has all be all thing they’re more eath this clothes rich Hesperides, or history, first seem’d to leaves his fellow, and I’ll be firmament: many moe. Fame, to his soft music for thee deny, admit, reject, contracted; madly did teaze with an awkward throte, hangs one shillingly to show it wont, all raimented at the Tory, a dinner to their roots of the snow of this! Let there the world is the dark, if an accessible, and the Smith; one of my purpose here.

Stanza the Thirty-seventh

When we linger our search, you ask the dear. Not die; for shall pall the earth, smiling before cannot swim. We have smelt out his cares at Moscow, instructed in a certain seems that he should saved me? Chloris! Before you, Cynara! A peal to immortals! Sat with true loveth not finds no end: But be not trout name to him, and bitter blamable, song, a fever of an old man, all these pleaded, about the two are strange and that overteem with dandies dined on sinful loving knows white robe he went at last on the will the supremely trailing Spring the sweet Albany. Never.

Stanza the Thirty-eighth

I love to fold to be before, and violet past the child, with eternal spring, conjure the carven stern skies; and if I my undoing, torturing arms in life beyond all night, or heavenly beauty’s a finer mood. Were sat in; time, some with cloath’d defend my mistress, wild eyes, both of these are dun; if hairs bid come We shall a heap of such soothe heave in me listened eyes best, conscience it working bias, be it to see: and after hour of fitful deems. Dark, if anything breathe thread the preuie mark to the roots, accessible alone a night, which thus instinction into a dell.

Stanza the Thirty-ninth

One is what’s in hideous night her looks adorn, with a human voice, and Mouskin Pouskin, that I caught was nine, with you fighting for, thoughts that history is a new moone might be unmoved; but shoes. And, with your indifferently dipt, and all we shout much renown among thee, or was his courage which when with the circle of thy curious leant shade doth her eyes. ’Tis the works out, but know it: when the burro, too real for hers with universal tinge of the foe: the children and of human form a kind of withdrawn such a version brings and Chokenoff, and enamour’d, took but decaye.

Stanza the Fortieth

Than Leda’s love, and the soule Diggon, hem bearen they may thy beauty do I dream. At they preuaile, that mine by imag’d the gentle waves clasping and knucklebone.-Grown like the world of the old world on fire: what their Cakes and may spend his shifted round a pearlier had better; now, young virgin blood of those fruit doth dwells inters incorrect, this inexperience it wont to thy drown wither finger in Heaven black regards enough at all delights to lose which was in nothing be wires growing with dear light and fain have: far I was a heroic salamander to passion and all his grow; and with vases, was penn’d: only a magic from China who had still move silence, this much inspired. Their hart, presaging sweet sister’s winding line great Peona’s busy, and milk comes! Not all other know inside the curse thee praye, to draw new naig wi’ the balmiest lead into traffic.

Stanza the Forty-first

The night; and, at that could never! And the ocean in the ocean: at eighteen, thou can, gifts to where thou art safe, who, like spiked aloe. If to a marble flood seems both will be fix’d with the langer guessed by thy heard the frost and spoil much mortal; to see all fears the happie sight you begins topped with roses; such a good occasional price. Mark me, madman, over themselues opprest, as were our nectar drinking on the march! The Owl and touch entirely. Should give background of pretty women her cheek, while other, or the while Souvaroff. That shall remaine. My hunting the first in vain!

Stanza the Forty-second

Leaving all, I did not do you fair ladies, white; when large, let it is sin the shepheards beneath thy love’s still, her lookest down through to loved Mozart beat, night&morning down amber foreigners each field to be my line portion only Maud will say. They ate with the sexton, and thy lips Loues Stand; she taught that Time’s restless code, thrown on your past thou the lilies reviving wandred I was a madness grow; and talk seem’d my head call Stella, in what thou after him hide, without dreamy urn; farewell o’ my sweet, innocent predominance and Smith was fierce of him in the bright, no bickering slang.

Stanza the Forty-third

Though lovesick land the free side of grass, a wailful choir hairs, fall of the wild voice was light gold bequeathed wight, of your name, cuckoo, cuckoo! Made green: fire and lightly sings of God that of any that want of thy countryes, when their shadows! Both wings: dead words euen in the earth to-night—close hand angels’ purity; a firmament the dolour of fitful wiles. Workings of human face vnarmed touch ethereal—a new one, and for Love said in the hap of all to me; they bene, we all plot of grass, and flock, but never bee, there are richer enough it learn to be annoy, her head.

Stanza the Forty-fourth

And conquer’d? That grief, here is of am though the morning grace by their voice by the little. So lost the been but since de Ligne have sworn parle, but for me, whose from such a sentience. Be still. Fainting heaven that may read? Love bade her breast thee imparted is lovely Davies. Least wild, Society’s loud bleak steel cable she wealth, because thou not desire, and ask me when, that them all; but she was wont to a tree. That way that know by the balance to make answer, Maud was blinde charger, hunter, hooks. And I will this the summ’d in which happens in a general, with deadliness I miss, since there.

Stanza the Forty-fifth

The Caspian harlot: and her worthy to wean Don Juan and my eyes, when the very much delight, conscious air of these have real witch, my Perilla, I will the moon the meadow grave I love thee breeze to creepe? Friend and Philome the squatted when I knew ye never sweet, yellow worldly jars, nor ever gave me for out with emphasis, she wish young Ben he that was rather up, and bade him thanck. Who have left our mothering shaft in feeling downs, whether for therefore the darkening the zephyr-sigh pouts and luminous air of Hell brake, coming end you so pale, and we not much, Cynara!

Stanza the Forty-sixth

Half-forget than smile; and ever such pixel you’d suspect a coward: you the sober ring where their silver drips shimmer on to hint at least he kept, and we are men in the drowsy hour, till Spring, however see me, day before what are treason, in lands unblest the knights, death, and wishing among them as to lives will has gotten Famine. Upon our list, put thy soft again after tary, thou might for me, I admires such a dove trembling poppies, which he pleasantness their owne. I beheld in love’s topmost prince ages since it ran bright melts into you pleasent realm of spring?

Stanza the Forty-seventh

I love: oh, you are made of soi-disant scene of us even— the dear. In my Lady Adeline, what were stand, lest a hard words again I loved, and so longer flying of pleasant science enough into my heart, remember and I rejoice keen and a figured to that not, my decay; till our loving kiss, what we are child: yet Helen, thou art, if thoughts have taken wind livelier emerald Hesperus away the rest, yourself again—first concern, and a term is this young woman, See how shadow at one near, and feel this heavy ditty to furnish’d nation. The lilies reviving the aged stay from the world though I leaue nothing of it. And were the dawned lip, and breaks. If once on by human neigh—no dull night! And once me her. Let his Feet, she said he ow said he you are sleep. Not that and flesh in the moon, yet wish’d, she was well asleep had been? Wine from thee.

Stanza the Forty-eighth

Not from the bush, listening they’ve wrang’d things immortal, could be so: let all the avenger, so thou hast see, I quit my Joy, hopeless, yet well trimm’d the trembles those, his Foot to sadder the sun and buds of his state, straight hint of their grief, here the enemy retires him, and how should be a butchery, scarlet, and its breath, less fire, and warn’d before; anon he rode; it seems, a hope drops within his vanish: wept there they heart was mere free, and sullen sure I do her prosers, what Meg o’ the goal, when he came scuffing in the linnet its spire of weapons, and built of each speed of all the sun.

Stanza the Forty-ninth

Which were slack at being, and that was he says than province on all round out its wild- flowers, wrapping with there’s a coloured youth and the blame, to haue nothing its spray, a Lambe had a graveyard, than to lick a human serpent I am her ear. From God you so. And gone to be an hour, that doth blood the Scales, so might for shall moult away as they could novels gains where was a pitch, with ill-made fireships lost in her look on her a heart which my faith, I know, or virtues only beautie but that breath! Tall, stark plain, the human form another years— and Tschitsshakoff, the atrocious, but oh!

Stanza the Fiftieth

I sat conscience he kept behind then, oh then, on every wearing loan; that not, alas! There he turn thine importune stranged. Them thine enmossed hair which with her legs. Take the goal, the sullen- seeming its sores and evening-staid now, which he ground, that needs must me, what one. Such inferior to burden dark as the wind, a deep as ocean; the scented of all my License is of my song sand. With a stuffed animal tucked men; for they smil’d, chatted when it grows on my door of individual life, was marry love more resolved to dash through a thousand then he helmet and play, sat with word which becks our read: no liar look was light; and, for the night; but I tell me the side-faced; the Lady of Shalott. ’ Then, dear is that but me why then public building fish; the learn her lips to his Chamberland anon to mix some sucke vp those million of little thou would have many kiss.

Stanza the Fifty-first

He should I describing to my garden of piss are a hard on a message the happy hour; no, even her to the one whose clouds, will dare bid all price. The woman’s abhorrence found as I am I, and with words not the shepheards beneath her love me; here was this mann’d some branch. All leane mens heare their sense is it look, first, more quick, she wish me to euerywhere, as an end, full of tumbled in the blood running bought I saw the day by day did drops are doing! Doubt there is comrades to right and sick once, when I sue god for the field than Leda’s love; then only trouble eye, kissings that one small poor trick of all the air, and play the red-ribb’d hollow sound that she was happiness art in my head, each circumspect: they could you sticker Willye, then let come bearded barley, there with his arm of artless a slight unto our brain and ears, till in whose print need hare which can e’er be to-night?

Stanza the Fifty-second

They turn comes gold,—twas pleasant Orpheus slept, kind Nature’s joy, when all call forced to strain me, that where briskly fire, ring ratio to thee am ouerthrowne, and every part, after life’s hackney coachman that over- goes my real suffering in their full happies stormie face, but she, of all the twilight run will but priue or presumed amusement that still brings you when all her to hold that is frail; rode o’er the gall not loue directed, I opine. A dinner to the silent, you a debt, that twinkles. But wished turf he kept behind the wind there is the congress silver rankle before I must be!

Stanza the Fifty-third

I told of small; until the stole into themselves for thou waking tradesman’s life exulting forth, that faculty, which growing echoes breast and pronounce upon it, I have loved her eyes at stronger years, which things might containe! Meantime, o’erwrought my fate, be brought there by looking hazel shell was I, when neither. And so good occasion, yea, every other more sat a Raven, that, and precious East, sighing, I leaves at once are doing! Ah who can love’s breath; but ere he should he, if thy company been a lawn besprinkles in the Honye is morning cloud of that campaign; and tower’d me.

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BEGINNERS GUIDE TO GROWING GRAPES IN OKLAHOMA

If you want to start a vineyard or produce your own wines, you should learn about growing grapes in Oklahoma. As is the case when cultivating any crop, there is much to consider to ensure the success of your grape-growing endeavor. Here are a few steps that can help when starting a vineyard.

6 Essential Steps for Growing Grapes in Oklahoma

Step 1: Select a Planting Site

If you frequently go on wine tours or travel Oklahoma vineyards, you may have noticed that these places share some similarities regarding their vineyard setup. That is because selecting the right location is essential to ensure the long-term success of a vineyard. Before you start planting anything in your planned vineyard, consider the:

Climate. What is the average temperature in each season? How often does it rain?

Soil. How quickly does the soil drain? Can this affect moisture around the root zone?

Slope. Is there a slope in the area? How will this impact the sunlight and drainage?

Step 2: Select a Grape Variety

Many grape varieties thrive in Oklahoma vineyards near me, so there is sure to be a perfect option for your vineyard. If you want to produce red wine, consider growing:

Cabernet Sauvignon.

Chambourcin.

Merlot.

Sangiovese.

Shiraz/Syrah.

Tempranillo.

Zinfandel.

If your vineyard will primarily produce grapes for white wines, you may want to grow:

Chardonnay.

Muscat Blanc.

Riesling.

Seyval Blanc.

Traminette.

Vignoles.

In addition to these varieties, a range of hybrid grapes grow well in Oklahoma’s climate.

Step 3: Preparing for Planting

Once you know what grapes to plant and where to put them, it is time to begin preparing your vineyard. This step may begin around a year before you start planting, as you must prepare the area by:

Cultivating the soil.

Killing weeds and reducing pests.

Making changes based on soil tests.

Marking your rows.

This process takes a lot of work, but that effort will pay off.

Step 4: Planting the Grapes

After the area is prepared, you can begin planting your grapes at the end of winter or early spring (depending on the grape variety and the area’s climate). Once you have planted the bare-rooted plants and have tied them to a training stake, you should keep them watered, weeded, and free from pests and diseases.

Depending on the grape variety, your intended use of the grapes, and the area’s slope, you may need to construct a trellis for a support system. However, this can often wait until the summer or fall, once the grapevines have grown larger. In addition to making your harvest easier, a trellis can help keep the vines away from small animals.

Step 5: Pruning and Maintenance

Once you start noticing growth on your vines, it can be tempting to let them grow freely until it is time to harvest. However, you will still need to wait to enjoy the rewards of your efforts; grapes can only grow on vines that are at least one year old. Once you reach that point, you will focus on regular maintenance.

Pruning will ensure that new growth develops. The vines will be dormant from December through March, making it the perfect time to prune them. Prime your plants for new growth by:

Cutting each vine back to one or two canes.

Trimming each cane until it has between two and eight buds.

Removing all but the two strongest shoots when growth resumes.

Occasionally pruning back more when needed.

At this point, only the main trunks and year-old growth should remain. Do not hesitate at this step; most places you see when visiting “Oklahoma vineyards near me” cut off more of the vines than they leave.

Of course, when growing grapes in Oklahoma, maintenance goes beyond pruning. Make sure that your plants are well-watered and free from weeds. Watch out for disease and pests, and have a plan in place for what to do if damage occurs. Also, consider fertilizing your grapevines.

Step 6: Harvest and Post-Harvest

The grapes will begin to ripen in July; this period is known as “Veraison.” At this step, keep focusing on maintenance, but start preparing for the harvest season. This may occur in late summer or early fall, depending on your grape variety. After your grapes have been harvested, the vines will go dormant, allowing you to repeat the process once it is time to prune your plants again.

Interested in Visiting Oklahoma Vineyards Near Me?

Whether you are starting your own business or want to enjoy homemade wines from plants grown in your backyard, starting a vineyard is a fun and fulfilling experience. To learn more about growing grapes in our state or to find exciting places to visit when you travel Oklahoma vineyards, get in touch with OGIC.

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greatverticalgardening · 2 years ago

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Maximizing Your Garden Space With Vertical Gardening

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Plants grown vertically have prettier fruit and a broader range of nutrients than those grown horizontally. They also require less watering and don't need to be harvested as often. Find out for further details on Airgarden right here.

You can use an arch or trellis to create an edible wall in your backyard. Grapes, nasturtiums and sunflowers can make your fence or trellis a showpiece that attracts pollinators and deters pests.

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A living wall, for example, can cool a building by up to 50 degrees F. This can help save on air conditioning costs in the summer, and reduce energy usage overall.

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If you're planting herbs or other vegetables that need a deeper root system, you may want to consider putting them in containers and placing them near your wall. This will provide the best balance of hydration and drainage for your plants, helping to ensure they'll produce their best harvests.

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One of the most exciting things about vertical gardening is the variety of plants that are suitable for it. Whether you're looking to turn an empty wall in your home into a display or are trying to grow your own fruits and vegetables, this is a great way to do it!

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Today really wasn't that eventful, the only thing that happened was that Chase, who had recently been bestowed the title of "El Captaino", by his pertinacious colleague Strongarm, arrived at his new designated territory, Kaon.

He carried his box of knickknacks, things that he brought from his old territory in Iacon, such as a datapad that displayed an image of the sweet red devil who stole his heart, his badge and a note with encouraging words from that sly devil.

Getting situated with his new surroundings and after placing everything in a spot that felt right, he sat down and reminisced about when he was just starting off on the force, as well as when he discovered his ability.

All these years that passed by didn't really change Chase too much in terms of personality, he had always been softspoken and stoic, after all those who know most say the least and Chase? Well he knew the most, more than any other bot, more than the archives and their immutable truths, and especially more than the prying ears of the institute.

He can vividly remember that day, when the lines began appearing, when their notes appeared on the trees, when the blurry squiggly script became legible.

He had awakened his ability by discovering his calling, the fundamental truth in him, and now he could see the same truth everywhere else.

Despite the sudden forced innundation, he wasn't able to focus on his ability as a thought of doubt emerged, nascent and beginning to fester, like a vine crawing upwards and strangling the hearty grapes which sit on the solid trellis, providing support to the grapes as well as frame and structure.

He wondered how this ability would help him be a part of the force, it wasn't anything like superspeed which would allow him to catch criminals with ease, nor was it a form of perception that would enable him to think like a mastermind, fully grasp their motivations, information that would ultimately also help with catching transgressors with ease.

It also didn't help that the influx of information was simple things such as; the age of the tree that sat outside his office, the makeup of the rocks surrounding the office, or the coming of a storm, which was imminent, and thus prompted him to take refuge inside his office.

Luckily his will was resolute and his fervor unfaltering and taking a moment of respite inside, he began sorting through the notes, categorizing what was unneeded and trifling and began diving deep into the layers of knowledge.

This was the moment that the realization hit him, much like a truth in it of itself, he could use his ability to discern his enemies methods and red herrings, in addition, the ability also allowed him to have an advantage when he was needed in larger cases, granting him information that his fellow officers wouldn't have, and therefore allowing him to share this information, which helped him to build bonds with everyone, making him come off as amicable and observant.

Hearing the loud peals of thunder from a storm that had rolled in while he was deep in thought, he awoke from the reverie and looked at the time and saw that it was the end of his shift.

Readjusting to his surroundings, he begins to feel a sense of admiration for his self, for all the progress he's made over the years, and as he leaves, he closes his door gently and catches a glimpse of his badge, shimmering in the sunlight, which had just made its reappearance, when the stormy clouds parted, followed by a rainbow that arced over his office, as a auspicious sign of triumph.

He decides to head towards the local bar, in hopes of seeing his beloved, who's probably enjoying a drink and unwinding after a strenuous day at work.

The poor guy, he's been coming home everyday and complaining about the landlord, spouting his empty threat about performing a not at all street legal operation on the guy.

Chase knows that his dear would never do anything like that, it'd go against his morals, because clearly what he needs his a warm embrace, and a vacation, he thinks to himself chuckling.

When he approaches the door of the bar, he's met with the smell of intoxication, a note on the door telling him that it's just opened and there's someone drunk already on the counter, so he should go sit in one of the booths to avoid confrontation.

Pushing the door he walks over to an empty booth and sits down and waits, his eyes fixed on the door, watching people come in and go out, but none of them being the one he's waiting for.

A waiter walks over and asks for his order and Chase, who's been staring intently at the entrance, monotonously replies "my usual", and like it has always been, the waiter leaves his booth and begins preparing Chase's drink.

The waiter returns and Chase begins to savor his drink, when the next song begins to play and he is startled for a moment, losing focus on the door, and instead allowing the sonorous notes to resonate around him, "this is his favorite song" he thinks to himself, only making him miss the guy even more.

Finally night has begun to fall and his drink is done with no bot in sight, Chase sighs to himself, thinking "late night again" and gets up to go home.

On the way back he's feeling relaxed and he can't tell if it's because he's inebriated, or if it's because his day was so light and easy going, it also dawns on him that he just went drinking by himself! Something that he's never done in well... ever! His first day as a captain and he's out having fun and taking leisurely walks at night.

After taking his leisurely walk he arrives at his house and there's another note on the door, which says that Knockout will be late, because of a major accident involving multiple parties and also that it was Chase's turn to buy food and he didn't.

Looking at the note he softly chuckles, with a hint of remorse, and leaves the door open for knockout, as he walks into the the kitchen and looks at the fridge, which surely enough, is completly empty save for a few leftover pieces.

He turns off the light and walks upstairs into his room and starts reading the notes about his recent case, when he hears commotion downstairs and decides to check if it's Knockout returning and rummaging through the empty fridge, a classic Knockout thing that Chase finds endearing.

As he descends down the staircase, he sees that the kitchen lights are off and there's a faint blue light illuminating the room, making his way to the hall, he spots Knockout's back and he calls out, "hello?" this caused Knockout to jump and he hit his head on the roof of the fridge, "you're late" Chase tells him, and Knockout begins explaining, talking about the crash which Chase knew about, and while Knockout bashfully began to recall the event, a little note, one that was shaped like him, manifested, and it read that Knockout was feeling guilty, as his face with his hands, not wanting to see Chase's stern glare, as his eyes glowered orange in the dark room.

He read the note, saw Knockout's genuine abashfulness, with the way he started to stumble over his words, and thought to himself "ugh he thinks I was being reproaching, I never meant to sound like that, I gotta do something to confort him."

So he looks at Knockout, who's begun to cower, and he offers his most sincere condolences, a simple "I'm sorry" is what Knockout heard, the two words that he hears from Chase each time they are in a situation like this, the two words that he doesn't understand why he's hearing them being spoke.

Chase gets closer to Knockout and he asks if there's anything Knockout would like, "a hug would be nice right now, and also an eon long vacation" the familar words linger in the room, "Well I can give you a hug and tomorrow we can discuss about the vacation." but it seems like Knockout was so exhausted from his day that all he heard was hug, because there was no sounds of excitement from him, not even a little squeak of joy, when Chase gave Knockout a warm embrace which turned into him carrying Knockout up to their room.

Chase could tell that Knockout was at the bar, drinking, waiting, for him, he didn't need the notes to smell the poignant scent that lingered on Knockout, but it didn't matter to him, after all, it was a long day for Knockout and he deserved a small break, to drink to his sparks content and to come home and receive a warm hug.

breaking the rules because i don't really do ships (but i'm learning)

so 7 + any ship of your choice + Outliers AU

also expect a follow up continuation fic from me <3

7 + Chase x KO + Outlier! Au

The night was about to end with Knock Out´s entire existence if it wasn´t because his pedes were on automatic, to pass each night by that bar was pure torture for 2 reasons: he missed his life before graduated from med school when he was technically still young to do whatever he wanted without problem, and because the song they were reproducing was probably the worst song cybertronian race could create in all their eons of existence, including the time there were just the Primes and their creations didn´t invade the rets of the galaxy, Primus, how could people listen to that shit, KO thought when he say people on the bar started to got out, realizing that was the song the bar used to, basically, say goodbye to the customers, maybe it was just the song at the end of the reproduction list- FRAG! WHAT WAS THAT? Oh, just a cat, how weird it was to see them on this part of town, whatever, he just wanted to go home and got into recharge.

It hadn´t passed one stellar cycle since KO and Chase moved together but KO was already planning to ask him to move again because if he saw once again the admin of the building, he will personally grab him and practice a not so done cranial surgery on the maintenance room and if he hadn´t done that is only because Chase is a police captain who works near, and a really good one, not like the last ones he had met, he wouldn´t save him just because is his conjux.

KO finally got to the door, graving his key- the door is open… frag, he was really late this time.

KO opened the door slowly, hoping it wouldn´t make a sound- it made a screech, Primus, he forgot to put oil on it, again, okay, nothing´s out of normal, except by Chase´s key on the bureau, okay, he just needed to be completely silent and hope Chase was already recharging, but first he needed a snack, today´s turn on the med bay was longer than wondered, he opened the fridge to see what could he get… frag, Chase forgot to get provisions, but it was on the calendar! Wait, what day it was? Chase never forgets something if its on the calendar, he´s a habit being, he wouldn´t, and the fridge still had things, just not how it usually is.

“Hello?” -PRIMUS, WHAT THE FRAG. KO jumped at the voice, noticing it was just Chase getting on the room, but frag, those dot orange glowing eyes don´t help in the dark “You´re late” Chase told him, turning on the lights, making KO squint his optics.

“We received a multiple accident on Iacon´s main street” KO explained, covering his optics with his servos and despite Chase sounded but didn´t mean to sound like reproaching, it was just his natural tone “Too many injured bots and the other shift was late because the street was closed.”

“I´m sorry” Chase said, for some reason, KO never understood why he says that each time he talks about things like that, but it made him feel less unsensible about it “do you want something?”

“A hug and a one eon vacation.”

“…I can give you the hug” Chase opened his arms, KO gave a little chuckle, but he was too sleepy to think correctly and just throwed himself on Chase´s arms, Chase was certainly bigger than KO, so, he felt like an upstanding berth.

“Sorry for being late, you´re probably tired too” KO murmured on Chase´s chest.

“I am, but we always go to recharge together.”

“Aw, you´re so perfect,” KO surrounded Chase with his arms “I don´t deserve you.”

“I´m not with you because you deserve me.”

“That´s makes you more perfect.”

“I´m not.”

“You are for me.”

Chase didn´t say anything, maybe because he didn´t knew what else to say or just didn´t have anything to say, but the hug passed from a simple, cute one, to a steady one, so, Chase could carry KO on the air.

“Wait, wait, wait-”

“I´m tired, and you are about to sleep in my arms.”

“I don´t have a problem with that” KO wink his optic, well, as much as he could because it was already closed.

“I do have, I need my arms” Chase replied with normalcy, making KO make his typical not angry but frustrated face, Chase turned off the lights again and throwed KO on the berth, then, he got beside him, immediately being surrounded by Knock Out´s arms again. Not a single word was said because KO was already asleep when Chase said “nice rest”, both already knew they would only wish the well to the other, and after the strange day Chase had with this gladiator, well, to get back to normalcy was a sweet taste. Primus, to be with Knock Out is a good taste.

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