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And here is what I've been working on for Valentine's! Ryldinn is taking Cal somewhere. He wants to ask him something. 🥰
For @crowwolf @graysparrowao3 @reverieblondie and everyone else who loves Cal as much as I do. ❤️
The Question.
1,962 words.
CW: Toothache.
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Ryldinn and Astarion are out for a walk one night several weeks after the fall of the Nether Brain and the salvation of the city, inspecting the slow recovery. The drow seems thoughtful tonight, a little quiet, and hadn’t been engaging in the conversation as he usually did. Something is worrying him, and that worries the pale elf.
"Darling?" Astarion lays a gentle hand on his arm, and Ryldinn turns to face him expectantly. "Are you alright? You seem distracted."
"I'm fine." He smiles softly and kisses Astarion on the cheek. "Just... well, maybe you can help me. I've been wanting to do something nice for Cal and I'm not sure... I don't really know how people do things on the surface."
"Well, he is mostly human; he's not as weird as we are. But you've saved the world for him and given him your whole life. What more is there to do?"
Ryldinn shrugs. "I don't know. I know he's happy with me, but... something more personal. Just for him."
Astarion nods and they start walking again, but only a few minutes later, he perks up. "I think I have an idea. It's not very late yet; let's see if Dammon is still up."
"Why Dammon?"
"You'll see."
A few days later, Cal and his beautiful drow boyfriend are strolling in the dark forest near the city. Ryldinn had softened quite a lot in the time since the fall of the Elder Brain, and is wearing pearl grey trousers, snug enough to entice his tiefling, and a matching waistcoat over a linen shirt dyed a soft pinkish red that goes well with his skin and eyes. He's been responding to Cal’s touch with pleasure, as always, but seems nervous about something, and finally Cal stops him and takes his hand.
"Is there something wrong, sweetheart? You said you wanted to talk... if there's something... we can handle anything, Ryldinn. I think we proved that."
Ryldinn squeezes the big warm hand, chewing his lip. "Is... there is not anything wrong, my love. It is only..." He'd been making a valiant effort to learn to speak and understand Cal's language better recently, and it is becoming easier, but he still stumbles sometimes. "I must ask you something. Let us sit here."
Cal nods, looking a bit nervous still, but sits with Ryldinn on a fallen log while the elf takes both of his hands and looks at him for a minute with a fraught expression. He leans forward to kiss the smooth dark forehead. "It's alright. You can ask me anything. I'm here for you, ussta'che. Always."
Ryldinn takes a deep breath. "I have practice... been... practicing. How to speak more proper so you will maybe understand. Let me say what I must." Cal only waits, obviously trying to keep the concern from showing, his stunning eyes speeding Ryldinn’s heart as they always had. But Ryldinn needs to do this right, so he hesitates, careful to select the right words. Finally he nods, looks down at Cal's hands, kisses them both, and continues.
"Yes, well..." Cal almost smiles at the affectation, which he'd picked up from Astarion. "You remember when first we meet. Met, I mean. In the dark woods that night." Cal nods, but doesn’t speak. Ryldinn is working toward something and Cal won't interrupt his tangled thoughts. "Back there. After you let me touch you... I did rest. Maybe for first time in many days. Feel and taste of you... relax me. Make not so much tense. Went under a root of tree and trance. When I did wake again all I want... wanted... was to see you again." He smiles gently. "And you came back. Since then, all I want is for you to be happy. I think I can make you happy by making safe. At first, it would be enough. Would have been." He scoffs lightly. "Sorry. Still trying. But after that, I thought maybe you could be happy with me. I was wrong."
Cal flinches. "I am happy with you, Ryldinn. I never thought anyone could love me like you do." He releases Ryldinn’s hand to push his silky hair from his eyes. "You make me happy every day."
Ryldinn nods. "Yes, I do know. Now I do. I learn how to do it. But then I was crazy. Did things which are stupid. Not tell you everything I should. Make danger for you by being with me. Will never do that again."
"Well, I'm glad you're comfortable telling me things now, but you can't control..." He's stopped by soft fingers on his lips.
"I know, my Calestio. But I discover that the only way to know you be safe and happy is to keep with me always. And only way to do that is... Cal?" He hesitates again, chewing his lip, and looks so adorable that Cal has to kiss him. He accepts and smiles, briefly. Then he clears his throat, takes a breath, and proceeds in the best Common the tiefling has ever heard from his man. "Cal, my love. My joy. Every day since I met you, I’ve thought of only you. You’ve given me happiness I would have never known existed until you found me. I want nothing more than to be with you always and make you as happy as you make me.”
Then the young man frowns slightly as his lovely elf slips from the log to settle on one knee and pulls a little pouch from his pocket. His eyes widen as Ryldinn pulls something from the bag and takes his hand again. It appears to be a small circle of gold, embedded with a deep red gem, but the significance doesn't register until Ryldinn speaks again. “Cal. Will you marry me?”
The tiefling is stunned, looking down at the beautiful, apprehensive, pleading eyes. "You want... to be my husband?"
Ryldinn nods, continuing rather quickly. "I know we... are already with each other and it will not change anything, but..."
Cal slips off the log to kneel with Ryldinn. "Shhhh. You're wrong. It changes everything." He's smiling, crying, and he lets Ryldinn slip the ring on his finger. It fits perfectly, and he wraps Ryldinn in his arms, holding him tight for a few minutes while Ryldinn’s chest hitches in ecstatic sobs against him. "Of course I'll marry you."
"Thank you, Cal. I love you," he whispers into Cal’s shirt.
"I love you too, Ryldinn." He sighs with dreamy pleasure. "I've always dreamed about getting married. Most of the time we've had together has been... well, that was far from my mind, and then, I wasn't sure if you'd understand it or accept... but you asked me first." He sniffles and wipes his face. "I don't think I've ever been this happy." Softly he kisses his beloved. His betrothed, and his kiss is returned with the full weight of Ryldinn’s adoration, filling his eyes with tears again.
They kiss in the darkness under the trees for a while, until Cal feels himself getting warm, and has to ease away. He grins at his man. "I think we should go home and celebrate."
Walking back toward the city hand in hand, Cal feels weightless, buoyed up by the love of his man, and squeezes before chuckling a little. "I suppose this means we should have a wedding. I hope that's alright with you, but my family would hang, draw, and quarter me if I don't let them throw a party."
"Oh." Ryldinn pauses for a minute, then shrugs. "I am not certain how that works. Would be like party we have... had, in the druid place?"
"Sure. I would probably let Lia and Alfira handle it; they're best at that stuff... oh." He smirks. "Lia will probably want to make us clothes as well."
His man looks up at him with a raised eyebrow. "Must wear a special clothes to the party?"
"Mhm. I guess a wedding dress wouldn't really be appropriate, and as pretty as you'd look in one, I really like the shape of your legs. Maybe something like you're wearing now, just a little more fancy."
The drow giggles. "I think maybe you like the shape of ass. That is why I wear pants like this."
Cal leans down a bit to squeeze Ryldinn’s pretty bottom briefly, gaining a grin and a wiggle. "Yeah, you're right. And as strange as it is... I used to get upset at the thought of other people looking at you like that. But now, I'm just proud that someone so beautiful has decided to be mine. Let them be jealous; I want everyone to see what I have." He pauses, thinking, then grimaces slightly. "You don't think Astarion will be upset about this, do you? I don't want him to feel like we're shutting him out."
Another sweet giggle. "You are most kind, my Calestio. It was him idea. Never would have thought of by my own."
Cal looks surprised, but pleased. "Really? That's great. I think I owe him a kiss and a cuddle. Maybe a snack."
"He will love that." Ryldinn leans his head against Cal’s shoulder as they walk, a strong arm around him and feeling like all is right with the world at last.
When they arrive back at their home, Cal doesn’t take Ryldinn to the bedroom right away. The drow follows, bemused, as his tiefling leads him to the little workshop he'd built on the side of the house. He goes to a locked cabinet and opens it, pulls out a small wooden box, and turns, blushing and grinning. "Um. I said I had thought about asking you to marry me, but I was too afraid of... anyway. I made this in case I ever worked up the nerve. Come here; it's better in the light."
Ryldinn joins him as he lights a lantern and Cal waits until he's is looking at the box before opening it. The drow gasps as he sees what is inside. Another circle, even smaller and more delicate than Cal's, a beautiful filagree of white metal swirling around another red stone. "You make ring for me?" His eyes, the same shade as the jewel, shine more brightly to Cal than any gem, than any star in the sky, as they sparkle with tears again. The silvery metal compliments Ryldinn’s skin and hair perfectly as Cal draws it from the box and holds it up to him.
"Yeah." He takes Ryldinn’s hand to slip the ring on his finger, kisses him, and then holds their hands together so the bands can be compared. "Huh. It's kind of interesting that we picked the same jewel. Now that I look... they're exactly the same."
Ryldinn nods. "Yes. Is ruby, Dammon said. I did think maybe with red and gold would look nice on you."
"Oh, you got it from Dammon?
"He maked the ring for me. I can not do things with metal. He say your hands and his maybe are the same size."
Cal chuckles. "They are, though he still doesn't like to admit that. And yeah I made the band but I got the stone from him." He shakes his head. "So I guess at least a few people know what's going on; Dammon can't keep a secret. I wonder if they're taking bets on which one of us would manage to ask first."
Ryldinn hugs him, laughing. "Hmmm yes well Dammon did keep one secret from you all, but maybe we say we ask at same time. Then nobody win."
Cal holds him close for a minute, favors him with a long exciting kiss, and his expression when he withdraws again curls Ryldinn’s toes in his shoes. "So. About that celebrating."
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ichiro for the ask game! (hehe) and perhaps... kuuko? just for something new (thank u!)
THRILLED TO GET THESE TWO THANK YOU ANON 🥰🥰🥰
ichiro.
favorite thing about them: BLORBO-KUN OH BLORBO-KUN WHAT DON'T I LOVE ABOUT YOU. like sure this is a cop-out answer but literally everything... i love literally everything about him...... i love his main character energy i love his brother complex i love his smile his eyes and perhaps most importantly of all......... HIS LITTLE TUMMY THAT REFUSES TO STAY COVERED BY HIS SHIRT 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
favorite line: IN A STUNNINGLY SHAMELESS ACT OF EGOTISM I AM GOING TO GO WITH A LINE THAT IS NOT FROM CANON BUT THAT I HAVE WRITTEN MANY TIMES SORRY SORRY SORRY BUT i just love. love love. so much. the "i still loved you even when i hated you" dynamic for samaichi. chewing on it forever. ichiro said this through tears. i was there i heard it myself
brOTP: i said this for saburo as well but once again RIOOOOOOOOO i don't remember if summit was when it started but summit definitely fueled my need for ichiro and rio as a brotp, i just love the idea of them getting up early in the morning to go out for a run. gym buddies, jogging buddies! while their grumpy cat boyfriends sleep in at the cabin they're sharing in the woods. waking up all wrapped up in blankets to greet them when they return. i also think ichiro and hifumi would be great friends from cooking class! but honestly ichiro could befriend anyone. anything. everything
OTP: hehehehehehehehe no comint (i mean. i think i've made myself clear)
nOTP: i am by nature a multishipper about most things but TRAGICALLY i have become deeply monogamous to samaichi so pretty much any ichiro or samatoki ship that is not them with each other is a total no-go for me. i know, i know. boring ass crab. but alas. it is what it is
random headcanon: ohhhhhh so many. so so many. they are all going to come out in this year's dailies (and many more will be formed i'm sure) so i'll just go with. idk. his collection of omegaverse manga is... extensive lol. jyuto is going to find them on samatoki's bookshelf one day after samaichi start to cohabitate lmao
unpopular opinion: oh i'm sure i have many that are unpopular. do you guys remember when once upon a time samaichi wasn't even the most popular samatoki ship??? way back in the day samajyu was more popular so samaichi in and of itself may have counted as an unpopular opinion lmao oh god. how far they've come. ANYWAY hmmmmmm idk. his breeding kink. is that an unpopular opinion lmao
favorite picture of them: ALAS i cannot actually share my favorite picture of him as it is fanart that has since disappeared into the artist's locked twt account. however i will instead share the tora link of my favorite doujin which is by the same artist. the ichi on the cover is one of my favorite images of him ever too (the doujin is long out of print sadly but trust you me it is. adorable)
kuko.
favorite thing about them: ughhhhhh i almost hate to say it because it feels like a bad answer but honestly hayama shota. i love hayama shota so much that it honestly might just be. kuko's voice actor is my favorite thing about him. HOWEVER i love him as a whole character too of course. his chaotic energy makes him such a delight but he's not just a wild feral freak monk, he's got his convictions and a strength of will that i think infects those around him in ways they need it most (esp jyushi)
favorite line: once again not a line but a moment, i don't remember when it was or even which media it was in but do you guys remember when shakku like. rolled him up in a futon burrito style??? or something?????? that. i fucking loved that and all the fanart it spawned lmao. burrito kuko my beloved
brOTP: once again i'm saying rei because it's peak comedy to me. rei getting along with all of ichiro's friends and exes is never not funny. but on a more serious note obviously ichiro. i mean that's so obvious it feels like a cheat of an answer. honestly i don't think there's anyone kuko really wouldn't get along with. sasara and kuko feel like they would have a hilarious friendship too
OTP: oh god there have been DEVELOPMENCE in this category...... so originally i was all about evil moon (kuko/jyushi) like they are just so cute to me. i love the aesthetic of them (the height difference, mwah) and their dynamic, how kuko is on a surface level like so bad for jyushi but at the same time he's just what jyushi needs. however even when i was fully into evil moon i also found jiro/jyushi super cute, and then get busy happened and now I AM ALL ABOUT 2 EVIL 2 MOON (KUKO/JYUSHI/JIRO) i won't say much more on the matter bc there is a fic about them that i do one day (hopefully one day soon) want to write lol
nOTP: hmmmmmm i'll say i'm not sure i see the appeal of kuko/hitoya personally but that may be because i don't see the appeal of hitoya ;LKASDJFLKAJSD;LFJ; someone explain it to me i'm willing to keep an open mind. maybe. idk i'm pretty committed to hitorei at this point so idk
random headcanon: i don't remember for sure if it was shimono hiro... i think it was. i think it was him at some daiya event. anyway. this is relevant to kuko i promise. so i think there was some daiya seiyuu event where they played a game where shimono hiro had to blind taste test a bunch of karaage from different convenience store chains because he claimed he could tell the difference from taste. and iirc he actually could. SO my hc for kuko is that he can do this too lmao
unpopular opinion: i'm not?? entirely sure if i have any??? he's akashi seijuro's second cousin. to me. does that count as an opinion lmao
favorite picture of them: SO OF COURSE IT'S THE MANY PIECES OF FANART I'VE SEEN OF BURRITO KUKO but it's also this (hear me out)
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i love this bodyswap kuko so much because of a dumbass joke i once made which is that okay so you guys know how kaigen is written 開眼 and it means enlightenment and all that but in CHINESE THE LITERAL DEFINITION IS 開 = open and 眼 = EYES (maybe it's this in japanese too idk i'm chinese) so mr harai kaigen kuko really got inside sasara and went i'm gonna 開 this man's whole 眼 and i just. love that for him lmao
#asks#thank you anon for the ask!!! 🥰🥰🥰#ahhhhhh that bodyswap event. such memories#i distinctly remember as soon as i found out it was kuko in sasara#BEFORE i saw the bloomed version#i was like he's going to open sasara's eyes i know it i just know it#AND HE DID NOT DISAPPOINT 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
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pad’ika!! i just read your headcanon about pero’s little using a sword, and about how they have a garden. do they grow their own food bc he’s so hungry all the time? what would a day in the garden together be like? 🥰💐
Ahhh yes you know they grow lots of food! I imagine Pero and Patita live on the edge of a small wood 🌲🌲 and spend a lot of time outside. Pero even made a little treehouse for you to play in! GAHH i'm soft 🌸! I made a little moodboard below
Warnings: DDLG, gn!little, just a fluff attack
There are few things in life that give you more joy than working in the garden. You loved nature and watching things grow. The vegetable garden really flourished under your care. Pero didn't have much going on before you came into his life.
Every morning after breakfast, you and Pero would go out and tend to the garden. Pero would hand you your bright yellow watering can and you'd water each plant and pull weeds. You made little signs where you wrote what each plant was and when it would be ready for picking. This way you could eat your way through the garden and avoid picking too soon.
There were blackberry bushes along the fence, rows of lettuce and herbs, and another row of squash and zucchini and even garlic and basil too. The most stubborn plant that you were determined to grow were potatos. You frowned when you saw they were still short as ever. You pulled a mint leaf off the nearby plant and chewed on it absentmindedly while you worked.
Often you'd turn around and catch Pero munching on something straight from the plant. Today it was a tomato.
"Papi! It's not ready yet." You chide him as he reaches for another still green tomato.
"Ay, tell them to grow faster, patita. Tengo hambre." He frowns, leaving the plant be.
"Pwease grow faster, mr tomato." You bent down, talking to the green tomato. "we want to eat you and make pasta sauce with you." You leaned over and planted a kiss on the smooth skin of the tomato earning a low chuckle from Pero.
Today the chard and spinach was ready so you and Pero made short work of it. You knelt side by side working. Sometimes you got distracted by how good Pero looked working with his hands, skin glowing from the morning sun.
"Here. Taste, patita." Pero lifted a piece of spinach to your mouth.
"It's yummy papi!" You reported, after giving it some thought.
"You're special you know that, little duck?" Pero shook his head, putting the last of the greens into your little basket. "Most people don't like their vegetables."
"Why?" You can't understand it.
"Maybe they don't taste as good as our garden, eh?" Pero winked partaking in a piece of spinach.
"It's my kissies making them taste sweet, right papi?" You looked up at him for validation.
"Pues..." Pero ducked down and kissed you. You could almost taste the fresh spinach and tomato on his tongue. He pulled back and grunted in confirmation.
Pero took you back inside a couple hours later and helped you wash the fresh veggies in the sink. Something you appreciate with Pero is that he makes everything from scratch. He doesn't like machines and he hates going to the grocery store. Today's lunch was handmade pasta (you made last night!) and green pesto sauce (with the veggies from today). Pero let you mash up the sauce.
"Come on, get angry, patita." Pero coaxed you as you worked the pestel grinder. Sure a blender would be easier but this was more fun.
"I am!" You scrunched your face up. "My arm is tired, papi." You pouted up at him, holding your arm out limply as if to show just how tired you really were. He smirked at your drama, kissing your hand as if to heal it.
"Vale, princesa patita. Let papi have a turn." Pero took your hand in his and helped to grind the pieces of lettuce, basil, and garlic into a more consistent paste. He gave you little kisses on your cheek as he worked.
You loved your garden and you loved your papi!
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Happy anniversary, Saturn! May you celebrate more years here and I pray tumblr will be kind to you and let your imagination flourish! 💐🎊🎇 Kirishima and I been together for two years before we tied the knot, and we're spending our first anniversary at Haraoka pier, watching the sunset and eating the cake I baked to celebrate. I'm fine with fluff, and if you prefer, a hint of angst thrown in there. Or whatever your creativity takes you! I'm not picky! Thank you!
Hey, Hi!
Thank you - I am constantly praying to the creativity Gods. This was such a cute prompt, I hope you like it! 🥰
Sweet Serenity
-> Kirishima; Haraoka Pier at Sunset; 0.7k.
TW: Fluff, Cake, Kirishima is a Sweetheart.
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'Come on.' Lacing you fingers with Kirishima's you pull gently at him, dragging him further down the pier. 'I wanna watch it from the end!'
'Okay, okay...' Kirishima's laugh is low and warm, rumbling in his chest as he grins and follows you. Squeezing your hand, he lets himself be hurried, lets your excitement make his blood sing as you race off.
Haraoka pier is perfect at this time in the evening. The water laps lazily underneath, the sound of it crashing soft against the wooden stilts blending with the dull calls of seagulls overhead. Each step you take creaks, the planks giving just enough to grant each of your steps a bouncy lightness that propels your forward.
Each time you twist over your shoulder, grin wide and shining, Kirishima thinks he falls more in love with you. Your skin is glowing, kissed by the dying light and bright, making him want to kiss every inch of you. 'Baby...'
You hum, but don't slow down. 'Just over here...'
Reaching the edge of the pier, Kirishima is hitting the floor before you. He crosses his legs, folding in on himself as he hits the wood with a hard thumb and drags you down with him.
You fall into his lap in a tangle of limbs, arms wrapping around his neck instantly to secure you from tumbling into the ocean below.
'Watch my bag!' Shifting, you reach backwards and check your backpack before slipping it off your arms and bringing it around to sit in front of you.
'Is it okay?' Concern marks out Kirishima's features, creasing his brow as he lifts you from his knee and pops you down on the pier besides him. He places a hand on the small of your back, head tilting as he watches you chew at your lip before slowly, slowly unzipping your backpack with half-closed eyes.
A heavy breath is forced from your lungs when you peer into the bag, but before Kirishima has time to ask why you suddenly look so relieved you're reaching in and plucking out a large white box. Butterflies fill your stomach when you lay it on the pier in-between you and realise that it's still in remarkably good condition despite the journey. You beam, glancing from the box to Kirishima and back again.
His cheeks burn, a pout forming on his lip. 'What's this then?'
'Just a little something.' You slip the top off of the box, exposing the small sponge cake inside.
Kirishima's eyes widen. 'So this is what you where up to the other night?' Leaning over you, he presses a kiss to the top of your head and wraps his arm around your shoulders holding you tight without squashing the cake between you.
You shrug, but smile and plant a kiss on his cheek. 'Just wanted it to be special, y'know.'
'What did I do to deserve you?' He shakes his head, taking the small wooden fork you offer out to him.
'Oh, I don't know.' Folding down the sides of the box, you stick your fork into the sponge and cut a small piece from the cake before offering it out to Kirishima, who welcomes it with a smile. 'Maybe it's just because you're one of the kindest, most brilliant men I've ever met.'
Kirishima swallows around his mouthful. 'Flattery will get you everywhere.'
'I know.' Winking, you take another bite of cake and turn, looking out over the bay. The sun has started to set now, causing the sky to fracture and ooze red. Each colour is reflected in the ocean, waving soft and gentle as it's rocked. Unfolding yourself, you strip off your shoes and dangle your legs over the edge of the pier just enough that your ankles can be submerged. You're lost to the sight, filled with love and beauty, but all of that emotion in your chest is set on fire when you feel Kirishima take your hand.
'This is really good.' He hums. 'Thank you.'
Biting your lip, you dip a finger into the icing and swipe it down his nose making him blush and giggle. 'You're welcome...' The look on his face makes your stomach cramp, his eyes crossed awkwardly as he tries to stare at the tip of his nose. 'Happy anniversary.'
He scrunches his nose, not bothering to clean himself off before he's paying you in kind and smearing icing on your lips with his thumb. 'Happy anniversary, baby.'
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Let's see how to write this...
[Stop being distracted by bones! Drowsy. Turkey.]
9.56pm. Diary.
When I think about bridges & you ..
I think about several different types on my journey to you .
That I am standing on one end of a damaged & dangerous broken down covered bridge. The road surface is warped, bent & twisted. The nails rusty & sticking up all over the place. It's a maze.. worthy of any treasure hunt but not to a temple of doom!
You .. are both light.. & standing in the light. Like my guardian Angels ..
Awe inspiring.
My feet moving slowly but steadily towards where you are patiently waiting on me.. your souls pulling me.. like a .. stars magnetic force & a bears honey pot rolled into one..
Then there's the wide open trestle bridge.. that one that makes me so nervous because there's no safety rails & the drop.. it's as impressive as the new river gorge.. & the grandfather mountain mile high swinging bridge..
those.. I need to feel you .. surrounding me.. pressed into me.. those.. as much as am fascinated & wanna experience them.. I know I can't alone. I just.. fills my tummy with butterflies.. & not the wonderful ones that you give me.. chewing my lips.
Ok. The next kind.. the sturdy kind.
The bridges made of concrete, metals, wood. Aesthetically pleasing but also very useful. Some are over small wee lil tricklin brooks, not meant for a rushing torrent of water. Not a flood. Others .. are built .. well.. to withstand floods.. they are attached.. rooted deeply..
like a strong, sturdy redwood forest.. or a mighty oak.. undisturbed for hundreds of years. Have withstood every storm, every flood. The rings are magnificent. The breadth.. so inspiring.. it's like.. the most tactile, earthly version of looking at the stars. And being able to touch makes me gasp..
then.. I feel like .. I'm stronger.. able to walk to you .. I feel .. surrounded.. by you .. by love.. it pulses power thru my veins.. keeps me remembering why I I won't let ever let go. It's feeding my soul.. even as I feel it's on a never ending loop. So many breathtaking images going thru my soul as I think on this.
But words are struggling.. maybe because I wanna leave them private, in my diary.. but I need to talk to you .. & that right now means exposing myself. Being vulnerable. Maybe.. the fear.. its founded in rejections & the pain. Maybe.. it's that I am capable of being so with you .. but showing the world my sensitive soul.. my marshmallow heart & soul.. it fills me with trepidation. But. I do it. For you ..
I just.. words fall me when I think about you .. but I keep trying.. my soul's the part that finds the words.. I hope I've explained a wee bit of how I feel about you .. about trees.. bridges.. the stars & all the universe you show me.. when you .. guide me.. I feel love.. I feel you .. & no matter how crazy that sounds to others.. I am flying around the moon at the feel of you lovin me..
Now I'm sleepy.. I've fought off the turkey to write this to you .. but I need to go to bed.. hopefully I can be.. naughty.. oh I so wanna be.. but with you .. hhmmm... squirming sleepily..
I love you .
& miss you so.. its shredding my spine like a cat-o'-nine tails.
Pleasee... touch me.. crave the scent of me.. the way I move.. crave.. my vibe.. who I am. The woman God Created beside you .. because I always want your neck kisses.. they melt me.. into a puddle of kat goo at your feet..
Please.. let's make soul love in our dreams..
I work. I await. On my cliffside. For you .. I'll wait for eternity. Because I believe. But I think it's happening soon.. & I am oh so ever hungry... you .
~True love never dies & true love always waits.~
Your fighting sleep kat.
Your complex quirky warrior queen daughter.
~Tijgeress kat Phoenix. ✝️🌺🐾🐯
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Tu.11.29.2022 12.11am est.
Gifs & transfer. 12.52am.
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We just received a most exciting package in the mail from our friends at @arcanum.exotics! This is a piece of arbutus, which is a very special type of wood.
Arcanum Exotics says, "Our Arbutus products are handcrafted with care using ethically/sustainably sourced Arbutus wood.
Arbutus is stronger and denser than all other types of wood used for enrichment items found in chain pet stores/online, and the critters prefer the taste and experience of Arbutus over pretty well every comparable product we've had them up against!"
This is our first time trying arbutus and clearly #Croissant is a huge fan! We have over 10lbs of it and it's drilled and ready to be made into toys. I'm super excited to be able to provide such an amazing bit of enrichment and support one of our friends and another Canadian small business!
I'm sure I will be posting more about arbutus and sharing the things I make with it. I'm not nearly as creative as someone like @snootandstubco with making toys but I figure I'll be able to put together a few things for chewing. They may not be pretty but so long as the hammies like them, right?! 😂🥰
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More Kuras because he uhmmm. Drives me insane ♡
#I'm chewing on wood 🥰#touchstarved#touchstarved game#touchstarved kuras#kuras#sleepyscribble#he's literally so fun to draw#his color palette and motifs and his NOASE......... are everything to me
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#Ribbit got a clean enclosure a little while ago! We finally got our big order of bedding so I got to work and stole most of his poops in exchange for a clean bin. We use the 189L/50Gal Sterilite Stacker totes for our hamsters as they are over 600sq in and quite deep for ample bedding. Ribbit has almost 11" in that back end, and under the mushroom, frog and sloth are several buried huts and boxes. The large cork log (you can tell I'm excited about it since I point it out twice 🤭) leads to one of the boxes and is where his floofiness has taken up residence.
He has one of our bucket wheels, and an IKEA forvar jar for his sand. We are trying a new brand which he seems to like.
He has all sorts of enrichment items:
- toys and apple sticks from @snootandstubco
- chews and forage mix from @priderockblooms
- a hanging toy by @ontariohamsters
- a bunny cup from Little Critter Creations
- variety of PetSmart chews I buy on clearance/sale with different textures (loofah, wood, paper)
- wooden barbell
- arbutus wood from @arcanum.exotics
He seems pretty happy with the whole set up. We kept aside about 1/4-1/3 of his previous bedding for familiarity. The bottom chunk of his bedding is Nepco Shredded aspen, which we buy in 8cu ft bags from @renspets and the top is Burgham which we buy in 198L bags from our distributor.
Food wise Ribbit will be transitioning to Living World Extrusions/Science Selective soon as he us nearing 18mo. He still gets our SBH mix but I have three varied bags (Higgins Sunburst, Brown's Gourmet Natural, Brown's Gourmet) that I'll mix together to be a lower in protein mix for him.
It's been a while since I've shared our set ups as a lot of them get done quickly and lately I've been exceedingly busy. The hams actually all live in their own bedroom where I stack up these 50gal totes 3 high and they make little back to back aisles. I get quite the workout lifting and stacking! 🥰
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9.53am
oh my Love/s... DOne... DPOne & Alll...
I assume DOne, shower... hips... people... You'd enjoy some time with me...??? Loving... being loved & taken care of... would our sturdy wood dining table do the trick???
You/Alll know... when You/Alll write... it's written in my soul...
& just like I want You/Alll for & at every meal & anytime in between...
I will give You/Alll what You/Alll want... crave... need... I will always get my queues from You/Alll...
my sexy yummy hunky maverick treelike Bear/s King/s Alpha/s Warrior/s Mate/s Love/s husbands lovers Daddys...babies guides teachers protectors...
even when... I make You/Alll grumpy Bear/s with me. Chewing lips. Whimper.
I want, love, need, crave You/Alll in person. Stop this dang social media crap. I want those numbers my Love/s. Badly.
My silver lining... my soul's Mate/s & I found each other with it.
Take me back to the era of the rotary hardwired wall phones, even my family's avocado green!
Otherwise... DPOne... I'd rather that stream for streaming too!!!
I'm the type that I've started looking for box sets of all my favorite old shows! Having that can then but on an EHD/sdd [Samsung extreme pro] & voilá! Watch whenever & no commercials nor bs!
Giggling softly blushing shyly sheepish grin. What can I say... I visualize Your/Alll's posts as I write. And try to think what You/Alll are saying, with it & the names. Some are kinda tongue in cheek, others make me think & ...rethink.
Anyways...
I love & adore You/Alll.
I finally got to stop & sitdown with my meds & crap bojangles biscuit. [Is it worth it when seem to always cause ibs flare? Even though that's what was dropped on the stove for me. I get tired of being treated like a garbage disposal. But I need some nutrition for my meds. Even though I lost ~18# between last 2, 2mths doc visit. I am concerned about that. Sigh.]
Gotta finish up with meds & food then work.
Oh & ahem... blushing shyly grin.
Oh boy my Love/s...🚀😘💓♨️ smokin'....last night. Table. Happy growling roaring claiming yummy savage & sexy...loving & craving... I want You/Alll. Period. It's always been You/Alll. Alllways will be. You/Alll are the kindling, logs, matches, firestix, pokers... to my eternal flame of love, desire, want, need & cravings for You/Alll. I. Want. You/Alll. Period.
Ahem. Blushing sheepishly grin.
I am
~Your's/s'.~🌻🌺🌹
DOne, DPOne, & Alll.
Alllways & Forevermore. Period.
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10.35am
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