#The Silver State

[alenasbdesign]

Happy Nevada Day!

[gwbreeden]

Silver Falls State Park, Oregon

[futuristichedge]

Guy who grew up in an apocalypse

[blueiscoool]

Roman Coin Hoard From Reign of Nero Found in U.K.

A hoard of gold and silver Roman coins dating back to the reign of Emperor Nero have been found during building works in Worcestershire.

The treasure, consisting of 1,368 Iron Age and Roman coins, includes the largest collection from the emperor's reign ever found.

Worcestershire Heritage, Art & Museums said the hoard was discovered in the Leigh and Bransford area, west of Worcester, in late 2023.

It is expected to be valued at more than £100,000.

Experts from the charity said the find was "one of the most important archaeological discoveries in Worcestershire in the last 100 years".

Most of the coins are silver denarii, minted in Rome and dating from the time of the Roman Republic in 157 BC up to Nero's reign between AD 54–68.

The sole gold coin is an Iron Age stater, which was minted for the local British tribe, the Dobunni, who were in the area now known as Worcestershire and neighbouring counties to the south and west in AD 20–45.

Dr Murray Andrews, lecturer in British archaeology at University College London, said the discovery was "remarkable".

"It's the most miraculous thing I've seen over the last 100 years," he said. "It's an important piece of archaeology.

"It tells us about what was happening here 2000 years ago, when the Malvern hills were maybe the boundary of the Roman Empire."

One expert theory is that the hoard represents the savings of a wealthy local farmer, who made his money by supplying the Roman army with grain and livestock.

The sheer number of coins meant that the hoard would have represented a "very considerable sum of cash" at the time it was buried, the expert said.

It is likely that the pot containing the coins was made at one of the pottery kilns based at the foot of the Malvern Hills.

After the hoard was declared as treasure by a Worcestershire coroner in June 2024, Worcestershire Heritage, Art & Museums said it was aiming to help raise funds to buy the hoard so that it can go on public display.

It aims to raise £6,000, and hopes the remainder of the cost will be met through grant-funding applications.

If the money cannot be raised, the hoard will be returned to its finders or the landowner and may not ever go on public display.

Chair of Worcestershire County Council's joint museums committee, Karen May, said: “What a fantastic find and so important for anyone wishing to understand more about the county’s heritage.

"This is real Worcestershire treasure, and it needs to be seen and enjoyed by Worcestershire residents for generations to come.”

The hoard is the third to have been found in the area in the past 25 years.

In 1999, 434 silver coins and 38 shards of pottery were found near Chaddesley Corbett.

In a much larger find, two detectorists from Redditch found a clay pot full of 3,784 coins on Bredon Hill in 2011.

By Will Jefford.

[hawkinsbnbg]

Silver fox Steve meets fox hunter Eddie.

When Steve accepted the teaching position at IU, he didn't expect to stumble upon Eddie Munson–an enigma—who loved metal, who wore leathers with chains and rings, who always stood out with that wild mane, those attractive tattoos and devil-may-care attitude, and who had been trying to get into his pants for months now.

“Is this still a violation to the college’s policies, Professor?” Hot lips planted by his ears, strong hands held him down, stopped him from getting away.

“N– No,” Steve gasped and rolled his eyes back as Eddie hit that spot again. They had been at it for over an hour now, and Steve only had himself to blame for being weak-willed.

He had half a mind to worry about what his colleagues might say tomorrow about having seen him slink away with one of the graduates. But his head was rendered blank when those long calloused fingers wrapped around his neglected cock and started jerking it.

“Am I still too young for you, Professor?”

“Ye– Oh, god–” Steve writhed and slobbered as his sweet spots were battered again.

“Just Eddie is fine,” the younger man nipped the tip of his ear teasingly before setting up a brutal pace.

Steve couldn't even talk, he just fisted the sheet beneath him, overwhelmed and overstimulated. He was kind of appalled and thrilled by it all. Because sex had never felt so good to him before.

“Am I good enough for you, Professor?” Eddie asked, voice husky and gravelly with lust.

Steve dropped his mouth open to maybe form a proper word or breathe, he didn't know. His brain was too fucked out to remember why he had kept turning Eddie away in the first place.

The guy clearly knew how to plow. Fucking Christ.

He nodded blindly, moaning and losing his mind as Eddie hammered into his prostate as if wanting to knock his soul away.

He came with Eddie’s name on his tongue, twitching and clenching around the thick cock that pulsed inside him. He milked it for what it was worth, and lamented inwardly Eddie had filled the condom and not him.

Once the post-coital high finally passed, the clarity of the situation dawned on him. Steve didn't regret it, but he was mildly disappointed this was just a one-time thing.

Because of all people, he knew Eddie’s kind the best. Always curious, always eager to take on challenges. And who else was better to conquer than Professor Harrington who was known for being a rule stickler?

Except, tonight was the first time he let himself be swayed by those charming smiles and big impish eyes. Maybe it was old ages having mellowed him, or maybe it was loneliness wearing his guard down.

Either way, someone brilliant like Eddie would never stick around for a boring old man like Steve. Which was completely understandable. But it didn't hurt less to think he was just another pitstop in Eddie’s life. Easy to forget, easy to leave behind.

“Hope you haven’t gotten tired of me yet, Mr. Harrington,” Eddie returned from the bathroom with a washcloth in hands, looking far too chirpy in only a pair of black boxers and not at all as drained as Steve felt.

God, what a time to be reminded that he was too old for this.

Sitting against the headboard, Steve said nothing and just watched Eddie climb on the bed and kneel over to him. When he intended to take the washcloth, Eddie just grabbed his hand to kiss the back of it instead.

“Allow me to take care of my date,” the younger man said cheekily before proceeding to wipe him down with practiced ease.

“Your date, huh?” Steve snorted, laughing at himself for being so pathetic to perk up at that.

“Yeah, my date,” Eddie smiled softly, tone still light-hearted but eyes intense when they met his own. “We’re kinda doing it backward here but I can fix that.”

Jesus. Steve didn't think he knew what he was getting himself into. And still, he couldn't help but listen to his stupid heart, the one that was telling him to give Eddie a chance.

“How?”

“I know this place has really good tacos,” Eddie rested a hand on his bare thigh and stroked it slowly. “They also serve quite decent drinks and mean buffalo wings.”

“What if I say no?” Steve raised his eyebrow.

“Well, in that case,” Eddie deflated, looking like a kicked puppy as he braved on. “I’ll respect your decision and get out of your hair soon.”

Steve sighed, wishing pretty boys with big eyes weren't his weakness.

“Listen carefully,” he leveled Eddie with a serious look. “If you’re just looking for someone to fool around with, then I’m not the right person for you. But if you want to try for a real relationship, then we can do it together. And I’ll expect you to be fully committed. No polygamy or anything alike.”

Eddie grinned at him, dimpled and bright, before cupping his cheek and kissing the side of his mouth.

“Sweetheart, I’ve been committed to you since the first time we met. Been yours even before you noticed me.”

The fact that Steve could tell it was true made his heart flutter in his chest.

“Well then, Mr. Munson, I have no problem with you fixing our date tonight,” he turned his head slightly to press a chaste kiss on Eddie’s lips.

“So polite,” Eddie chuckled and kissed him again, but it was deeper and more tender this time.

Although Steve still couldn't quite believe Eddie would stick around, he decided to take the leap of faith anyway.

And many years later, when he glanced up from his newspaper to see Eddie showing him another new sweater for their dog, he knew he had made the right choice that night.

[aestum]

(by Tara-mae Miller)

[thesixthduke]

[the-twst-cast-needs-therapy]

I'm pretty sure someone pointed this design choice out already, but I am certain that Silvers eye colour is a nod to the colour changing dress of the sleeping beauty/Aurora. It's a very subtle reference and honestly so cool.

[pnw-forest-side]

Waiting for summer so I can get back here.

[tea-dye-bee-are]

Silver Falls State Park - 09.29.24

Still can’t believe I was actually there.

[crow-caller]

🦇 Bat hoodie bat hoodie bat hoodie 🦇

Fallen london leads me down avenues of true fashion

Note: it has tiny wings on the back

[suntails]

⚔️👑

[barksbog]

my hot take on interior design is that as far as horribly monochrome rooms go

brown/beige is better than grey/white

[mur-art]

It’s my first Nevada Day living in Nevada; I had to draw *something* epic! (As if I don’t also draw Nevada for the other 360-odd days a year 😂)

I’ve had this idea for awhile but finally got around to it. Sunglasses reflecting the duality of the state: the darkest of skies and endless miles of remote desert wilderness…vs. Las Vegas, bright lights, crowds, the chaos of the city…

Nevada is the definition of:

Song lyrics are from this song:

The song itself doesn’t (literally) scream “Nevada” like some of their other songs so, but that part specifically really sums up the state to me:

And if I pave my streets with good times, will the mountain keep on giving?

This is actually a great summary of Nevada’s history (in this essay I will—): The mountain (mining industry) gives and takes, in an endless cycle of boom and bust. But “paving the streets with good times,” a.k.a. legalizing gambling, prostitution, etc, etc, ensures that the prosperity doesn’t end.

[your-friend-silver]

[The ask box flickers between pink and it's regular white hue, almost in a sickly manner]

W-when you escape, (sounds like you deserve too...) y-you won't stop playing ALL the games....r-right....? J-just yours...maybe...

Y- uh you...you said this was y-your game...surely you liked them....you'll still want to visit...right? Silver?