#b/b/s- azaleas

[swans-chirping-in-the-distance]

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[fatewalker-phoenix]

[tmwcs]

S E 7 E N : B E E Z L E B U B P A R T 2 W O

M A S T E R L I S T

wooot woot! part 2, final part of this chapter! lets gooooo!

Warnings: SMUT/MDNI18+, death, bible references, angels and demons, religious references, demons displaying powers an abilities, demons killing humans (bad ones though), mentions of greed and lust, mentions of murdering children and raping women (historical references) there is a little poem that i made up of how Jay introduces his real identity to the cult membrs and reader, just adding that in case you are touchy with the subject of religion.

Your heart plumets to the ground as the mentioning of ‘angels’ and ‘sinner’ emerged from a random voice in the crowd afar, forgetting that you have seven full days, you nearly were scared half to death as for a moment, you thought the voice was referring to you.

Feeling your body tremble at the man’s words, Jay locked you in his embrace tightly, while glaring at the moving crowd afar.

Maneuvering you away from the crowd, into a secluded spot at the Azalea Garden, located at the entrance of the nature trails, he nearly had you levitating off the ground as he lifted you with his arms bear hugging you. He moved you with ease as he took you away from where the voices could be heard strongly, of people talking about the event that was to occur for whomever was the selected.

A stone bench perfectly placed in the center of a small open area, surrounded by bushes of azaleas in full bloom. The distant voices of the crowd was faint, but still could be heard.

You began to sob as Jay lays you on your back against the bench, propping your legs up as he kneels beside you.

“Hey, shhhh…its okay. Nothing is going to happen to you, I’m here, remember? It’s okay.”

Calming your nerves, he strokes your cheek as you lay facing him, grabbing onto the front of his vest.

“Its okay angel…I promise, I’m not going to let anything happen to you. Neither are my brothers, especially Heeseung.”

Leaning in, he kisses you ever so tenderly.

Whimpering slightly into his kiss, you feel just a little bit of his tongue peeking into your mouth as he takes the kiss into a passionate level.

“Do you remember the deal you made with him?” he asks as he takes a faint break from the kiss, cupping your ears into his hands as he strokes through your hair. “Do you remember, angel?”

“….mmm…..mmhmm.” you softly hummed as you nodded, the tears still glazing your eyes, making them sparkle like diamonds.

“what do you remember about it? Can you tell me?” he asks.

You shifted your gaze slightly and thought back. That’s when Helel’s voice echoed into your brain once more.

‘Good….next…my brothers…when you meet them…before they take on and help….you’re going to need to….do an exchange….and I promise…they’ll take care of everything….does that make sense? Pretty?’

Slightly gasping, you spoke out nearly in a whisper.

“….there was something…about meeting you and the rest of his brothers….and doing an exchange…and that you’d all take care of everything.” You stuttered out as you shift your gaze around, trying to remember correctly as you were in a state of intense euphoria the moment you made that deal with him.

“That’s right….that’s right girly. We’re going to take care of everything.” Kissing you once more, he continues to speak in between pecks.

“You belong to Heeseung…you’re his queen..his goddess….with that being said, no matter how much we want to…no matter how otherworldly we find you….there is a fine line we can’t cross. So just appreciate what were allowed to give you, and don’t ask for any more than that. I promise…you’ll get it…from him…when its time to bring you home. Does that make sense, angel?” he kisses you as you nod.

“mmm…uh huh.” You issued out.

Whispering against your lips, he tells you “good girl…” as you felt his hand reach down into your skirt.

With his lips pressed firmly against yours, you felt the arching rise of your back as he hooks your panties off to the side and begins to massage your clit with his lengthy and soft fingers.

“Uuuugh!...mmmmm….” you started to moan out uncontrollably while your gut trembles as you raised your head slightly from the amount of pleasure that was hitting you.

“….Ugh…wh-what….”

Kissing your ear, he inquires your words. “What is it angel? Tell me.”

“wh…what about…the angels-ugh!” your voice nearly cuts out as you feel him insert his finger inside you.

“what angels? The only angel I see is the one right below me.” He states as his kneeling state allowed him to remain hovering over you  while kissing your lips.

“Besides, i’ll take care of those idiots as soon as I’m done with you…don’t worry. I promise to take care of everything, didn’t I? pretty angel?”

Your moans came out shaky as he inserts another finger.

“Shhhh..yeeeeeeeeah……that’s our girl….moan out….come on…..moan some more.”

‘That’s our girl….’

You’re still unsure exactly what you are to these men, yet you didn’t care. The moment he injected a third finger, you felt your eyes rolling towards the back of your head as you slightly drooled out. His pace started out slow and deep, then transitioned to a quickened pace as he planted kisses all over your neck, your jaw, your lips, your cheeks, and your cleavage.

Reaching both your arms up, taking a bend at each elbow, you plastered your palms on the bench above your head as your body continues to take on a deep arch, enforcing your head to tilt much farther back. You needed your hands reaching above to help support you as you felt your shoulder blades lifting off the stone seating.

“Oh!....Oh my God!!....mmmmmm” biting your lip, your hips started to move in waves as he injects another finger. His whole hand nearly fucking you, admitting a tight fit.

“Yeah…come on baby, keep moaning. There’s nothing better than the sound of a horny angel. Its better than the scream of a guitar.”

Thrusting his fingers in a deep and jolting motion, you felt your body shift up each time he goes in.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ugh! Ugh! My God!”

“Keep screaming.”

“Mmmmmm….fuck!”

“Say my name.”

“J…Jay!!”

“Gooooooood giiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrllllll…” his growl triggered the memory of Helel’s tone as he issued the same praise to you.

‘Good giiiiiirrrrrlllll.’

Fucking you with his fingers, the spread of each extremity inside you had put you on cloud nine as he began to scissor you. He wasn’t widening our core, instead, the motions of his fingers spreading and closing massaged your walls as he hooked, rubbed, tapped, and slightly pushed as he thrusted them in and out. The warmth of his skin, much like when he had rubbed your feet, had warmed your inner flesh as you felt the strokes of his soft skin going in and out of your entrance. It was like nothing you’ve ever felt before. It was deep, passionate, peaked to a level of height that topped any mountain. It was everything. So much, you could feel the color red.

Within his kiss, he bites down on our lip.

“Ready for a little bit of pain?”

Wincing your eyes out of the prime state of pleasure, you nodded. The moment you do, he inserts another finger, and the stretch burned you.

“Ugh! It hurts! It hurts!” you whined as the mixture of pleasure and pain stained you with hysterical sensuality as your body jolts, arches, and rolls into waves.

“You know what they say, ‘love hurts’, but in our case, it feels amazing.” He issues out as he injects his tongue inside your mouth, smacking his lips against yours as he admits a deep and passionate kiss.

Speeding up the pace of his thrusts, he goes faster…deeper….and finally…

“Oh! Ugh! Oh my God!! I’m-I’m gonna cu-cum!!”

Grabbing on to his wrist as he thrusted, you felt yourself oozing out as the squelching sound of skin to skin contact, rubbing, as he draws out the liquid your walls produced, and thrusts it back in.

“Good girl.” He whispers as he kisses you, his free hand caressing your breasts as he extends his thumb to stroke your collar bone.

Removing his hand from our entrance, covered in the shiny essence of your body’s natural lubricant, he reaches up and sticks two of his fingers inside your mouth, over towards one inner corner.

Watching as your tongue licks, your mouth slurps, and your cheeks coated with the taste of you, he leans down, keeping his fingers inside, he joins in as he kisses you, deeply. His tongue, along with yours, cleans each one of his fingers as he takes in the delight of feeling the softness of the inside of your cheek.

With deep breaths, you were barely recollecting your composure as he taps your stomach and chuckles.

“This…is going to be filled up when Heeseung gets to you…you know that right?” he smirks in a mischievous manner. “So these next six days, we’re going to help you get ready…take it as a method of preparation.”

You slightly gave a look of confusion as you were still recovering, your body still waving slightly and your hips rolling as you could still feel the throbbing pleasure from your orgasm.

“…p-preparations?” you inquired tiresomely.

“uh-huh…women…especially humans, wouldn’t be able to withstand his vigor….did he mention that to you?”

Your eyes shifted away as you pondered. Reflecting back once more to the moment you were with Helel, you recalled when he flipped you under him, and you whimpered out his name, to which he bit his lip harshly and grew wide eyed…almost as if he was about to snap out of intense desire.

‘Fuck babe…don’t do that..not yet…you’re going to make me lose control. Can’t do that…..not yet…that’ll hurt…trust me.’

Jay could tell by the look on your face that you had thought of something at his inquiry.

“He did, didn’t he?” he smirks.

Looking back up at him, your alluring gaze transitioned to an innocent one, Jay continued with a slight mocking tune in his voice.

“The only way he can have you…is through us helping. We’re glad to do it…. especially for someone pretty as you.” he winks. Maybe it was your vision recovering from the euphoric blur, or maybe it was the pleasurable tears that burned your eyes as they dried, but for a quick second, you thought you saw his dark eyes turn red…bright red. Yet….they are black now….

Standing up, he extends his hand to you and aids you up. His hand wrapped around your waist as he guides you back into the main street of the city.

“wh-where are we-“

“I told you, I’d take care of everything, right?” he kisses you as he leads the walk.

Reaching the sight of a large crowd, he scoffs out. “Huh…make it any more obvious why don’t you?”

You tilt your head slightly as you inquired what he meant, to which he shook his head and kissed you. “Nothing angel, I’m just being a dick. Truth be told, humans annoy me. But you….you’re an exception.”

Just as he gazed into your eyes with a soft smile upon issuing out his words, a voice from behind you calls out your name.

“Its you! Its her! I found her! Y/N!!”

Looking behind, you see figures of the Voia Domnului walking over towards you and judging by their attire and the badges they had, they were high profiled members of the cult.

“You!” one of the members stabs out. “The Senator will see you now!”

Clutching on to Jay’s vest, you felt his wrap around your waist tightened as he reaches up and pressing on the back of your head, he gently notions for you to cover your eyes as he presses your face against his skin.

Whispering, he speaks only loud enough for you to hear under his breath.

“Don’t worry….we’re not going to let aaaaaaaanything happen to you, pretty angel.”

Nodding, you hugged his frame as he tightens his embrace with his strong and lithe arms.

“Who are you? Give that woman to us right now! She has caused great offenses to the Senator, anyone aiding her will be subjected to an equal or greater punishment in the name of God!”

Scoffing, you feel the vibration as Jay spoke in a clear, loud, yet calm voice.

“Huh….name of God eh?” Laughing, your head bounces lightly along with his chest as he chuckles.

“Aw….you idiots sure are something else….no matter how old your kind gets, you all will just be as dumb as you were when the world was born.”

You could hear as the figures behind start to lash out violently as Jay continued with his series of insults.

“Tell me, did ‘God’ asked you to form this stupid cult of yours? Did ‘God’ personally ask you to murder your own kind in his name? Huh? Do you even know what he desires? What he wants the most? What he likes? What his fucking face looks like?....huh?....Do you?” Jay continues to calmly antagonize the group, which judging by the sound of the numerous footsteps, sounded like at least 10 or 15.

“Let me tell you fucktards something…” Jay pauses as he chuckles. “God…doesn’t have his name in anything that you do….the ‘name of God’ is such a fucking hoax…you people use it against each other to abuse and torment one another. You use it to hide your flaws, your sins, your crimes…you use it to hide men who rape women and murder children.”

You could tell at the last bit of his sentence; his voice grew deeper with a growl and snarl. It remained as such when he finished his anecdote.

“God….wants nothing more than for you people to develop your own peace, prosperity, mind, and soul, without the sense of corruption and greed tainting it…and yet here you idiots stand….doing the exact opposite of what he desires….all in the sake of his supposed name…what a fucking joke.”

“A non-believer!! Grab him along with that stupid bitch!” one of the figures issues out as he commands a line of cult members to make their way towards you and Jay.

Tightening his arms around your waist, he asks you.

“Angel…you’re soft, beautiful, and full of light….but I also know you have a little bit of a darker side in you…you all do. But yours is the most beautiful and the sweetest…and it fits our type….”

Looking up at him, your eyes widened at his statement, which he continued to elaborate as he cupped your cheek.

“You are…don’t tell me your not…because if you truly weren’t….you wouldn’t have made that deal with Heeseung.” He smirks.

“I’m only telling you this, because I’m about to give you an option….”

Looking deep into his eyes as the cult members come in closer and closer, he tells you.

“If you don’t want to watch, you don’t have to. You can close your eyes and lay yourself against me, and I’ll make sure you don’t see it…but…..if you’ll allow that darkness to come out a bit….if you’re willing to allow yourself be half darkness and half-light, then….I’ll ask you….do you want to witness this? Do you want to know who I am? Do you still want to know my real name?”

His eyes pulled you deeply as he caressed your cheek.

‘Half darkness….half light….’

With everything that has happened, you thought of Lily, all the children that were selected to die, how the world had changed, how everything was taken away from the people, from you, and what happened that night with Forras….with everything that you went through with Jay….and Helel….you made your choice and knew that it was the right one.

“….I do….” You softly speak out. In response, Jay smiles as he kisses you….hard. So hard, it hurt….and you could tell, it was all out of happiness on his part.

“Awww!! Our fucking girl!!” he looks over at the members, who paused their steps at the escalated volume of his enthusiastic voice. “Isn’t she so fucking perfect? Huh? It’s almost like she was meant to be with us! With him! His fucking bride of beauty and torture! What a fucking doll!

He laughed and yelled out his words, entirely too happy and yet, you were pleased to see him this way, though your expression was blank. Somehow, seeing him praise you and claiming you as the bride of his brother, it made you feel like you belonged….which was a feeling you had bee stripped of for a long time now.

Releasing you, he motions you to stand by and watch with a smile as he gently tucks you in behind him, approaching the numerous cult members that surrounded you both.

The lead cult member, looking rather un-amused, crosses his arms as he calmly issues the command “Get him, and bring that filthy whore to me.”

Watching as they took out a series of batons, handcuffs, knives, and even guns, for a moment you felt fearful for Jay’s safety as not only was he greatly outnumbered, but also lacked any weapons to protect himself.

Spreading his arms wide, he speaks in a raging voice as he cursed the cult members.

“Oh! You idiots want to bear your fucking pitiful weapons at me? Huh….okay, go ahead. Since I got oh..i don’t know, two minutes before that puppet comes out to carry out your deeds…that gives me some time to play with you all….in fact…it’s more than enough time….two minutes is a fucking lifetime…I’ve got all the time in the world right now.” He tilts his chin down and with a dark glare, his eyes beamed red before going jet black, to include the sclera.

With a simple set of words, you witnessed the unimaginable.

“Come on.”

…………

In a blink of an eye, a massive swarm of insects ascend from above and targets each cult member. You watch as the excruciating and gruesome manner of the fly’s’ feasts on their bodies inside and out. Entering through eyes, nose, mouth, and open wounds, the flies would nest themselves within their flesh. Maggots would suddenly emerge from their torn and eaten flesh as the skin on their bodies would stretch out and gape apart. It was a horrible sight, and for a moment, you regretted your decision in telling him you wanted to watch. That was when he spoke out and starlted you out of your shockingly fearful state. His voice pitched with loud volume, he spoke out the poetic introduction, revealing his true identity for the world to hear...

“I do pray…that ye have ol faith.

For that someday...

Your soul shall be only, for ye Lord to take.

 Yet if it comes to pass,

that ye shall commit his crimes against the innocent, youth, and virgin daughters…

Know that I, Beezlebub, Prince of Demons, Lord of the Flies,

shall cast the demons, and bring forth your rightful slaughter. “

Your mouth gaped as he versed out the meaning behind his name...his identity...his true self. As you continued to witness his great power, you whispered to yourself…

“Beezelbub….”

Even though you spoke in soft and airy breath, you watched as he turned his face, greeting you with his side profile as he smiles, winking upon hearing you say his true name.

It happened as swift as they came, the insects continued to feast on the carcasses of the offenders that lay, stripped of their blood, the elasticity of their skin, and the plump flesh that coated their bones. Soon, there was nothing but ash that became dust in the wind.

Just as you thought that he was finished, you stood up and walked over to him as his back still remained facing you. The flies remained surrounding you both as you were heavily guarded…but from what?

“J-Jay?”

“Hold on angel…got one more.” He looks over to the side. As you turned to face the direction of his view, you saw it…it was coming in like a meteorite, heading straight into the city.

‘The angels….’

The crowd could be heard hysterically yelling as they closed their windows, shut their doors, and hid in the comfort of their own homes and establishments while a single woman on her knees, remains stationary as she sobs, her untimely death breaching…or so she thought.

The moment the ‘angel’ crashes down, crumbling the pavement beneath it’s strong form, it continues to break the concrete as it takes its steps.

“Hey there…long time no see.” Jay calmly issues out, catching the attention of the angel as it’s faceless form peers over in his direction, losing focus at the selected woman before it.

With a screeching shriek that filled the air, the humanoid creature, made to look of liquid metal, takes on a stance to attack as its arms morphs into sharp blades…multiple blades in fact.

The shrieks it made pierced your ears, and it was the first time you ever heard them make any sound, for normally when they arrived to carry out the death sentence, they remained silent. Only the screams of the selected could be heard…normally….but not this time.

Leaping from a thousand, maybe even a few thousand feet away, the creature heads directly for you and Jay, to which the latter calmly, almost as if hew as amused and having fun with the event, grabs hold of your waist and nearly transports you out of the way.

‘W-what…did he just….fly?.....or teleport?.....we moved but…it was so fast…he moved me over a hundred feet in a blink of an eye…’

“Wait here, angel.” He remarks. Immediately as he issued his words to you, the creature from behind shrieks once more, as if it was responding to Jay.

“I wasn’t talking about you, dumbass! You’re not angel, she is! Fucking Hell…”  

He turns away as he squeezes your hand one last time and smoothly makes his way over to the creature.

“Does your fucking master know what you’ve been doing?...I bet he doooooooessnnnt.” Jay teases as he crosses his arms.

“I wonder what he would make of all this….this entire fucking atrocity that you and your fellow guardians are making….you know, it’s not unlikely for us to make deals with humans, but for you…..for you that reside within his kingdom….that’s against the rules, no?” Jay smirks.

The creature continues to screech harsly, and hysterically as it morphs into a new form, one that you or anyone hadn’t seen before. It grew larger, its slender form turned bulkier as the muscle definition was comparable to a large wrestler or a football player even.

“Oh ho! What’s this? Did I struck a nerve?” Jay continues to mock the creature. “Well, I hate to break it to you youngster, buuuuuuut….i’m much older than you…also…you’re forgetting the fact that me and my brothers, were the first ones….we know all the tricks of the trade. You all that came after us, are nothing but generic copies of the old breed, and you lack the originality that we were born with.”

The creature pounces towards Jay, yet he deflected by merely transitioning to a different spot, again, within a blink of an eye, the man nearly transported as he shifted from one spot to another. Up until now, you had thought that the ‘angels’ had been swift, cunning, and deadly in their movements, yet Jay’s motions made the creature looked lazy in its deliverance of physical force.

With a swing of its arm, filled with all types of motorized, imitated blades and saws, Jay simply catches the bare part of the arm with one hand.

Smirking, he merely issues the creatures final words.

“Hmm….looks like its time for you to go to Hell, I’ll make sure to let Niki know to take veeeeery good care of you once you meet him at the River Styx.”

With that, the sky, which was bright under a white layer of clouds and hollowed by the rays of the sun, turned dark. You could hear the cries and murmers of everyone that peeked their heads out, watching as a single man took on the creature with such ease.

Looking up, the darkness that plagued the sky…it was moving….

‘More flies?’

 Looking at Jay, he peeks a wink at you, and chuckles as he speaks in our direction “Yeah…that’s right pretty angel…more flies.”

Just as the flies did away with the cult members, you watched as the entire sky re-lit the moment all the insects gathered and aimed for the creature in Jay’s grasp. It happened so quick…and so quietly…for in a short few seconds, the flies disbursed and scattered into the air, and the angel….was gone.

Walking over to you, Jay reaches and pulls you in for a tight embrace. “Lets take you home, angel.”

Now that you knew who he was, he wasted no time in getting you back as he grabbed on to you tightly, and a series of butterflies, all of the same type as the one earlier, the bright emerald green colors circulate around your and Jay. You peaked through the small gaps of the beautiful green hues that were blurring together and saw the woman looking around, shocked, confused, and shaking with sobs as she was greeted with her family. She couldn’t have been any more than perhaps a couple years older than you.

Within a peak of a second, the flash of green brightened and you squinted your eyes shut as you buried your face into Jay’s chest. Feeling a slight tug on your waist, he calmly tells you.

“We’re here…”

Looking around, your breathing paused when you took a look around and saw that you were inside your apartment.

Cupping your face to have your eyes meet with his, he gives you a small peck on the lips.

“Wait here, he’ll come to you by tomorrow morning. So don’t go anywhere, okay?”

His hands were warm as he stroked your cheeks.

“…w-who is going to come?...another brother?” you asked.

He nods. “yeah…one of our younger ones. He’s going to like you a lot..i can already tell.”

You looked up at Jay and inquired for closure.

“How?...”

Looking over to your couch, he points at the line of cat plushies you have decorating the seats of your sectional.

“He likes cats….and apparently, so do you.” Jay remarks.

“Oh….”

Giving you one last peck, he tells you, “Stay here, and no matter what, don’t go anywhere until he gets here. I promise he’ll be here first thing in the morning. Until then, you need to be safe. If anything happens overnight, just call out his name.”

“Whose name?”

“You know….” Smirking, Jay tilts his head as he mouths silently to you.

‘H-E-L-E-L..’  

“….he’ll hear me?”

“yeah….he’ll always hear you. he loves you, therefore, so do we.”

Cupping your face, he says his goodbye to you.

“We’re going to see each other again real soon, so be good and safe.”

Kissing you on the forehead, your eyes close as you felt the warmth of his lips against your skin. The second you opened them, he was gone…just like Helel.

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"But some of them said, “By Beelzebul, the prince of demons, he is driving out demons.”" – Luke 11:15

C H A P T E R T H R 3 E : M A M M O N

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[matttgirlies]

Matt & Me🎀

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a story heavily based on Priscilla Presley’s Book “Elvis & Me” based in the 1950’s - 1970’s.

fem! reader x singer! matt

disclaimer!! - in no way am i saying matt would ever support or do these kind of things, for the sake of the book certain unethical things do happen at times.

warnings - suicide attempt,, arguing

y/nn = your nickname for any confusion🩷

Chapter 15

By the mid-sixties he was holding Bible readings in the den of our Bel Air home. I sat next to him one evening as he read passages with great force. Facing us were several of his young female admirers wearing the lowest-cut blouses and the shortest miniskirts. They all listened attentively, disciples enraptured in the presence of “their” lord. The sermon stretched to hours, followed by a question-and-answer period during which they vied for his attention.

Sitting at his feet was an attractive, wellendowed young girl wearing a blouse unbuttoned to her navel. Leaning over seductively, she asked in honeyed tones, “Matt, do you think the woman at the well was a virgin?” With me right beside him, he avoided taking in the fleshy spectacle obviously exposed for his benefit.

“Well, honey,” he said, “that’s somethin’ you’ll have to come to a conclusion on yourself. As for me, I personally think Jesus was attracted to her, but that’s my opinion. I’m not sayin’ it’s fact.”

I watched Matt and the girl talking, feeling undermined and angry. How stupid, I thought. Can’t he see what she’s doing? It’s so obvious.

He drew in a deep breath and said, “I like your perfume, honey. What’s it called?”

“Chanel Number Five,” she answered.

Chanel Number Five? That’s what I was wearing! Why didn’t he notice it on me? I slowly rose and walked into my dressing room adjacent to the den. Determined to snare his attention, I changed into his favorite outfit—a tight-fitting black sheath he had picked out himself.

Returning a few minutes later, I took my place beside him, but he was wrapped up in preaching to his devotees and had totally overlooked my absence. To make matters worse, he didn’t even notice my change of costume. I managed to conceal my distress behind a fake smile and an attentive gaze, but I couldn’t help noticing that he was responding to them with an occasional wink or smile.

I asked questions like they did, but my heart wasn’t in it; I knew they all wanted to take my place. “That’s it,” I thought. “If I’m not appreciated, loved, or wanted, I’ll end it. That will make it easier for everyone.”

I got up and went back to our room. Picking up a half-full bottle of Placidyls, I devised a plan to create a dramatic effect that, in my mind, would win his attention. I stared at them, thinking, What if I choke to death? I decided to take two pills to start. That way I could take a quick shower, redo my makeup, put on my prettiest camisole, and still have time to position myself dramatically on the bed before I consumed the rest of the bottle.

I swallowed the pills and started to prepare myself for the end. In tears, I thought of leaving him a note, writing down everything I’d never been able to say. I’d tell him how I wished that it could have been just the two of us again, as it had been during the long hours we’d spent together in his room in Germany. I’d confess that I was jealous of any woman who caught his attention and that I hated the times when there was only silence between us, even though he’d said he had things on his mind. I’d tell him how I feared his violent temper, which robbed me of my freedom of expression; and how I wished that he’d have tried to understand me as I’d desperately tried to understand him.

Maybe he’s missed me by now, I thought. I ran to the door and pressed my ear against it. I heard him laughing. He was having a great time. They all were. I found that I was disgusted with all of it. I wouldn’t go in there now if he begged me, I told myself. I was too tired anyway.

But I wasn’t too tired to remember how I wanted to be found. I lay down on the bed with my long jet black hair spread over the white pillows, my lips moist with gloss. In my naive fantasy he’d take my listless body in his arms and tell me how much he loved me, kissing me passionately back to life.

I forced down one more pill, lay perfectly still in the position I wanted to be discovered, and waited for what seemed like hours for sleep to overtake me. But the longer I lay there, the less sleepy I became. The more I heard Matt’s laughter, the angrier I got. My adrenaline-charged fury was overriding the effect of the pills. Soon I began to feel foolish.

Then I heard Matt say good night to everyone as he approached the room. I grabbed the nearest book and lay it at my side, as though I’d been reading and had fallen asleep. I heard him come in, quietly walk over to the bed, and pick up the book. He whispered the title, The Listener. I could imagine him smiling, pleased as always when I read philosophical books. He stood over me for a second, probably thinking how sweet I looked and how tired I must have been to retire so early.

Then he covered me snugly with blankets and bent down to kiss my carefully-parted lips. All my anger and jealously vanished. I realized how even a little of his attention could make me happy.

In April of 1964, Larry Geller was hired to replace Matt’s barber, Sal Orfice. Little did we know that their relationship would not only cause a drastic change in Matt, but it would create tension, jealousy, and fear within the group.

I was in Boston when he first met Larry, but I learned all about him through our nightly phone conversations. Matt’s enthusiasm over his newfound friend was infectious.

“You’re not going to believe this guy, Sattnin,” he said. “Larry knows more about the spiritual world than all the preachers and Catholic priests and religious fanatics put together. We have discussions that last hours, just talkin’ and talkin’ about the great masters and my purpose for being here. I’m invitin’ him to Graceland. He’ll enlighten your spiritual development.”

When Larry and his wife, Stevie Geller, joined us, I was surprised to find them both young and attractive. He was kind and mellow. She was sweet and quiet and kept to herself.

However, many in the group, myself included, were suspicious of them. We were all threatened by Matt’s involvement with Larry. It was keeping him from us. It seemed as if Matt was always off alone reading esoteric books or deep in discussion with Larry about God’s master plan for the universe.

Matt discovered there were many great masters besides Jesus. There were Buddha, Muhammad, Moses, and others, each “chosen by God to serve a purpose.” What I was now witnessing in Matt was the emergence of that part of his nature that was thirsting for answers to all the fundamental questions of life.

He asked Larry why, out of all the people in the universe, he had been chosen to influence so many millions of souls. Granted this unique position, how could he contribute to save a world burdened with hunger, disease, and poverty? Why was there so much human suffering in the first place? And why wasn’t he happy, when he had more than anyone could want? He felt he was missing something in life. Through Larry’s insight, he hoped to find the path that would lead him to the answers.

He was eager for all of us—especially me—to absorb all the knowledge he was consuming. Happy to share everything, just as he had with his Bible discussions in L.A., he read to us for hours and handed out books he thought would interest us. He announced that in order for us to be perfect soul mates, I’d have to join him in his search for the answers to the universe. To help me, he gave me several large books, including Vera Stanley Adler’s The Initiation of the World.

He suggested I attend the lectures of the metaphysical philosopher and author Manley P. Hall. I did. I found the lectures difficult to understand and painful to endure, but I managed to survive with the hope that “this too shall pass.”

Then he became interested in Cheiro’s Book of Numbers, which defined people’s personality traits and characteristics according to the day of the month on which they were born. To find out who was compatible with whom, Matt added up the numbers in the birthdays of everyone within the group. I waited in terror, praying that my number would be a six, seven, or eight, so I would be compatible with Matt, who was an eight. Fortunately, my number linked with his.

Although I was striving to be his soul mate and subtly becoming more aware of myself as a spiritual being, my heart longed for the very temptations he was fighting to conquer.

While I patiently waited at home at Graceland for his returns, planning romantic interludes, he was attempting to overcome worldly temptations and believed he was going through a cleansing period, physically and spiritually. Any sexual temptations were against everything he was striving for, and he did not wish to betray me, the girl waiting for him at home who was preparing to be his wife.

He felt guilty and confused about his natural reaction to female advances and I believe that this was his greatest fear when it came to marriage. He loved me and deeply wanted to be faithful to me but never felt certain that he could resist temptation. It was a persistent battle, and it even got to the point where he felt he had to resist me.

“y/nn,” he said one night before we went to bed, “you’re going to have to be pretty understanding these next few weeks, or however long it takes. I feel that I have to withdraw myself from the temptations of sex.”

“But why? And why with me?”

He was quite solemn. “We have to control our desires so they don’t control us. If we can control sex, then we can master all other desires.”

When we were in bed, he took his usual dose of sleeping pills, handed me mine, and then, fighting off drowsiness from the pills, pored over his metaphysical books.

As his soul mate I was expected to search for answers as fervently as he did, but I just couldn’t bear reading the ponderous tracts that surrounded us in bed every night. Usually within five minutes of opening one, I’d be sound asleep. Annoyed at my obvious disinterest, he woke me to share an insightful passage. If I voiced the slightest protest, he’d say, “Things will never work out between us, y/nn, because you don’t show any interest in me or my philosophies.” Then, pointedly: “There are a lot of women out there who would share these things with me.”

Faced with this threat, I forced myself to sit up and try to read the passage. The print swam before my eyes in one big blur.

I wanted to share romantic, not religious, inspirations with him. I tried to cuddle as close to him as I could, feeling the warmth of his body. He told me to sit up and listen, and he read yet another passage, repeating it several times to make sure I grasped its significance. I could bear it no longer. I lost control and started screaming.

“I can’t stand it! I don’t want to hear any more! I’m sick and tired of your voice going on and on! It’s—driving—me—crazy!” I was hysterical, pulling at my hair like a wild woman.

“What do you see?” I demanded. “Tell me, what do you see?”

He stared up at me, his eyes half-closed. “A madwoman, a goddamn raving madwoman,” he answered, slurring his words because of the sleeping pills.

I fell on my knees beside him, crying, “No, Matt, not a madwoman, a woman who needs to make love to and to feel desired by her man. Matt, you can have your books and me too. Please don’t make me beg,” I cried. “I really need you and want you.”

By the time I’d finished my tirade, all I could hear was the faint sound of religious music playing on the radio. I looked up at him. He had fallen into a deep sleep.

Excerpt from: "Elvis and Me" by Priscilla Beaulieu Presley. Scribd. This material may be protected by copyright.

a/n - i feel like you guys are going to want to kill me when i get to the last chapter..🎀

[warrior-names]

Long Warrior Prefixes & Suffixes

"Long" in this case means prefixes that are 3+ syllables and/or 7+ letters, and suffixes that are 2+ syllables and/or 6+ letters! Thanks to long anon for the suggestion (and sorry to long anon for the nickname)!

80+ prefixes and 20+ suffixes under the cut!

Prefixes

A

Azalea-

B

Belladonna-

Blackberry-

Blizzard-

Blossom-

Blueberry-

Brambling-

Bumblebee-

Butterfly-

C

Canary-

Cardinal-

Carmine-

Carnation-

Catfish-

Celandine-

Chamomile-

Chestnut-

Chickadee-

Chickweed-

Chipmunk-

Chokecherry-

Chrysanthemum-

Cranberry-

Currant-

D

Daffodil-

Damselfly-

Dandelion-

Dappled-

Dogwood-

Dragonfly-

F

Foxglove-

Freckle-

Freckled-

G

Goldenrod-

Grackle-

H

Hedgehog-

Hellebore-

Hemlock-

Hickory-

Honeysuckle-

Huckleberry-

Hyacinth-

J

Jackdaw-

Juneberry-

Juniper-

L

Larkspur-

Licorice-

M

Magnolia-

Mangrove-

Marigold-

Mugwort-

Mulberry-

Mushroom-

N

Nightshade-

O

Oleander-

Oriole-

P

Pokeberry-

Primrose-

Puffball-

R

Raccoon-

Ragwort-

Raspberry-

S

Sequoia-

Shattered-

Sparrow-

Speckle-

Speckled-

Spotted-

Squirrel-

Starling-

Strawberry-

Sugarplum-

Sunflower-

Sweetgum-

Sycamore-

T

Tadpole-

Tattered-

Tortoise-

W

Whispering-

Withered-

Suffixes

B

bounce

bracken

bumble

burrow

D

dapple

F

feather

flight

flower

flutter

freckle

P

pounce

R

ripple

rumble

S

shimmer

smudge

speckle

spirit

splash

stream

T

tunnel

W

whisker

whisper

[murfpersonalblog]

IWTV S2 Ep8 Musings - Loustat (Spoilers) Pt1: Breakup

Trust me, Lestat wasn't thinking about your stupid suit, Louis. Yes, Carol Cutshall said the gold symbolized Louis as the sun that drew Lestat to him; but the main thing was him pulling that sword-cane on Paul. THAT is what might've changed things: PAUL. Most importantly, the what-if about Paul not having died, and what that might've changed or not (IMO, not much--Lestat would've just kept "hunting" Louis longer, till he found his chance).

At 50? Would Lestat have WANTED Lou? Doubtful. Louis would've been married with kids by then, desperately holding on to what little money he'd've gotten as a failed farmer & pimp (cuz he wouldn't've had the Azalea or Lestat's money); probably in debt just to keep the DPDL estate; even as his mom resented him, and Grace probably wouldn't've been able to marry Levi without a dowry, so who knows how she'd've acted. What SPARK would old!Lou have that would've even made Les interested in him? These questions are MOOT.

"Doomed by the narrative."

I'm still confused about Claudia's diaries, and where they were in 1973--I'm assuming this was just a lie fed by Armand that they were scattered b/t Paris & NOLA.

SKILL ISSUE. Louis ALWAYS has a contingency plan!

I'm so bummed we didn't get the Tower Scene, or get to physically SEE Lestat being tortured by Armand. But oh well, at least we get to see Magnus' Tower, and hear what Magnus told Lestat b4 Les was Turned.

And this is a crazy accurate line, considering Armand said that ordering the humans to say "Banishment" took all of his strength which I KNEW was a freaking lie! XD

You should see them in Dubai when Danwrecks Armand's whole set!

Les calling himself a disappointment--YOU ARE. (Nordic blondes, dirty blondes, and the worst one: a FRENCH blonde.) Chile, no one knows why you do what you do.

That's right, don't let him up for effing oxygen!

EXACTLY.

Lestat was turned on the whole time (who said that!?).

No one cares.

TRUE! That's the most honest thing Armand said all season, wow.

AKASHA NAME DROP, STFU LFG

Marius never told Armand about TWMBK for a reason--hed've spilled the beans quicker than Louis about "Bruce" being Lestat. XD But Lestat's bragging a little too much though--even MARIUS burned with Akasha's blood in him, so.... 🙄 They won't DIE, but it WILL eff them up.

CRAZY important line--strong(er) vampires have to be WILLING to die in the fire for it to stick? Like Lestat said in QotD: he will ALWAYS "fight for life."

That doesn't actually count for much when you've been regularly starving yourself since 1910. 🙄

What a way to go, lbh, these vamps are effing gorgeous.

PETTY BOOTS THE HOUSE DOWN! 😂

Yeah, about that--but FLEX!

Ouch

GO AWF, KING LOUIS! FLEXXXXXXX!

Louis said REPLACEMENTS!!! ALL the Antoine(tte)s and Davids and Quinns and whoever TF that bum was in NOLA--PALE PROXIES! And yes I AM taking that racially, too! The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice! 😜

Water in a sieve; don't worry. It's the PRINCIPLE of the thing--go sit in the corner for 70+ years and keep having "a think!"

YOU would know better than anyone!

Imma save the big reveal and the reunion for Pt2; I think I'm gonna hit the image limit soon.

[doubledyke]

what kinda music would the eds like?

oh dude

you'll be shocked to learn that all their tastes are based on my own.

to me eddy is a big Music Enjoyer™ and i think he goes through phases, but his overall taste is expansive. he's is obviously into disco - abba, sylvester, bee gees, EWF, kool and the gang, barry white. i see him enjoying old funk/soul/r&b - bootsy collins, the gap band, chaka khan, curtis mayfield, patrice rushen. pop/country oldies - nancy sinatra, dusty springfield, patsy cline, brenda lee, peggy lee, loretta lynn. 40s, 50s & 60s girl groups cuz that's what his mom likes- andrews sisters, mcguire sisters, ronettes, marvelettes, etc. 80s dance - the egyptian lover, pretty tony, debbie deb, newcleus, loose ends, madonna. 90s house and dance - crystal waters, la bouche, lisa stansfield, robin s, real mccoy. other 90s pop - aaliyah, britney, sugar ray, backstreet boys, nsync, aqua, smash mouth ace of base, TLC, destiny's child. a touch of ska with sublime, 311. other random stuff - fatboy slim, louis prima, azalea banks, limp bikit, shaggy, dua lipa (gay), the prodigy. there's so much more honestly but basically anything i like is what eddy likes 😳 he's like the catch all haha.

edd also loves music but i tend to think of stuff that reminds me of him vs. what he would actually listen to. crystal castles to me is edd music because i'm gay and emo but i don't think he'd really listen to them outside of the gothedd au that exists only in my head lmao. things i do think he'd listen to include kraftwerk, aphex twin, boards of canada, daft punk, massive attack, agnes obel, avalanches, burial. most of which he discovers through eddy of course. some outliers might be tool, muse, enya, anita baker (don't ask ok). there's other stuff i'm sure but that's probably enough for now.

ed is harder for me to nail down cuz i see him as mostly a rock/metal fan and even though i grew up listening to it, i've never gone super deep into the genre tbh. his favorite bands are primus and death grips. others would be alice in chains, nirvana, SOAD, melvins, butthole surfers, smashing pumpkins, black sabbath, metallica, rob zombie/white zombie. he might be into other 80s metal, black metal, sludge metal. none of which are anything i listen to so i couldn't tell ya what artists.

BUT other folks have made some great playlists for ed and the eds in general which i'll link here.

@mkorpse13's ed playlist

@mysticbeaver's ed and eddy playlists

@owmylasagna-blog's playlists for all the eds

@fish-bowl-2 has a great playlist for general eene vibes as well

my playlists for all three are here. not super long but i might add to them at some point.

[lunartearrose]

Oc Kiss Week 2024 #1 - Almost :)

Series: pokespe

Drabble below! Tw cuz Jackie faces transphobia for a sec in the beginning.

Jackie had been running as fast as her legs could carry her, deep into the Ilex forest with no real plan about where she was going. But finally, she was slowing down, too out of breath to keep it up.

That damn old man from Azalea logging company recognized her. Right in front of her rival, secretly best friend, called her Jack, and told her to take the skirt off.

Jackie was too frazzled to say a single thing. But her rival, Winter, seemed to misunderstand, going at the man with her Glaceon and croconaw, yelling obscenities as she tore through the old jerk's team of farfetch'd and magmar.

But the old man kept going. Kept insisting, drawing attention, and she couldn't take it anymore. And thus, she took off, cloak pulled overhead so she wouldn't be seen by anyone else.

Collapsing in the soft grass, Jackie cried. All this time, all the effort to convince Winter that she was a different person, ruined in an instant. Jackie had liked being this cute, gentle girl that Winter met days ago, instead of Jack, a fumbling boy barely in control of his psychic power, unable to keep a single pokemon listening to him that Winter knew for years as a bit of a failure.

She didn't want to stop being Jackie. But now what? What would her rival think of her? Would she be forced to stop being a girl? Could she ever face Winter again? Or their friends?

Thinking like this was hurting her, but she couldn't help it. For her, she felt it was over.

Jackie had spent so long sobbing, she didn't hear Winter calling for her. She only noticed when Winter’s Glaceon burst through the brush, calling out behind her for her trainer's attention.

Fear ripped through Jackie's heart instantly. She couldn't face her. She felt like a liar. She struggled to her feet, running the other way again.

“Jackie- hey!!” Winter called out.

Jackie kept going. She barely got any oomph left, and she knew Winter would gain on her. But still…

“Im- … s-sorry… that i lied-!” Jackie wheezed, hating the way her voice had sounded since she couldn't control it like this, “I don't… deserve… to be your rival…”

“Ugh, what the fuck are you talking about?!” Winter yelled back, “You're not a liar!”

Jackie could feel herself slowing, her heartbeat in her ears, in her throat, choking her from the run slowly turning to jog. “I… I am…!”

Jackie turned back, attempting to see how much Winter closed the distance on her.

The smaller girl jumped and tackled her to the ground, letting force do the work. To lessen the impact, Jackie instinctively used her psychic power to slow her descent before her head hit the dirt too fast.

Now, Winter was sitting on Jackie's stomach, hands perched on her shoulders. Her purple eyes glared down at the poor, winded girl, comparatively barely breaking a sweat.

“Gotcha… now.” Winter began, softening her voice as best as she could manage, “Whaddaya mean you're lying? This isn't about what that dickhead said, is it?”

Jackie didn't respond, only tearing up again. Slowly, she nodded.

Winter sighed softly. “Jackie. You being Jackie isn't some lie. You being the same person as Jack isn't a lie either - it's like- like how Toto evolved into a Croconaw a little while back. You know? So don't worry about it. Dickhead was the dickhead, not you.”

Jackie whined softly, “b-but at the start… i told you…”

“Ugh, that? The thing about being ‘Jack's cousin’? I know what you said. Back then, I rolled with it, but I knew it was you. Trust me, I wouldn't share my clothes with a girl I don't know.” Winter explained. “I won't be mad if you go back, or if you want to keep being a girl. You're my best friend, and it'd be stupid of me to force you either way. So quit cryin’.”

At this, Winter pulled a sleeve over her finger, and gently wiped the tears away from Jackie's cheeks. Jackie felt a bit more calmed down, her mind starting to stop racing.

“Okay…” Jackie replied. “C…can you keep the secret, still? Just go with that story for anyone who knows us…”

“Yeah, sure.” Winter replied. She sat back, looking up at the sky. “You know. I've kind of had my own secret evolution…thing. If I'm keepin’ yours, would you keep mine a secret, too?”

“Secret? S-sure…"Jackie answered.

“Thanks.” Winter said. “Just… try not to be afraid. It freaks me out. Bet you'll pass out or something, hehe.”

At this, Winter began to reveal her secret. She closed her eyes, and drew in a deep breath. In a shimmer of silver light, a horn appeared at the part of her hair, protruding from her forehead. Her light blue hair grew dark at the tips, and her freckles were now a similar silvery-blue as the horn on her head. From her back, silver wing-like appendages formed, with 2 deep blue claws at the end of each.

Now, Winter leaned forward, holding Jackie's head in her now-clawed hands. She opened her eyes, and instead of their usual beautiful purple, they were now a bright, glowing red. Jackie felt frozen under her gaze. Her heart picked up once again.

“Well?” Winter asked. Her voice was unusually quiet, near a whisper. She leaned in a bit more, to make sure she's heard. “They've been growing since I was 14, or at least that's when I noticed it… the horn can't break, and my hands can't grip my wings much. I can't speak up like this, but I think that's because another voice is growing in, too. I'm… not that human anymore, I don't think. But I can hide it. Isn't it scary?”

Jackie stared at her, taking in the details. Winter stared back. Winter began to back off, but Jackie grabbed her by the jacket, pulling her closer again.

“What're you…?” Winter muttered in confusion.

Then she saw it - Jackie was all flustered. Was it from the running? It couldn't be…

Jackie wanted to scream. She wanted to yell at winter and tell her she wasn't scary at all. She loved Winter, and always appreciated her support. No matter what - they'd be there for each other! Always!

But also? Also, Jackie really wanted to kiss her. Well, Jackie always wants to kiss Winter. And especially now! She was extra gorgeous with wings and a horn!

Winter tilted her head in confusion. “Jackie…?”

[swans-chirping-in-the-distance]

Kotlc girlies

[sealbatross]

Artfight revenge(s)!

It just turned out that they were all purple-blue this time. Had a bunch of fun looking at cartoons as reference for these, I recently watched an expression sheet drawover by TB Choi and was inspired to "push" the expressions as it were.

left: Azalea/(senka) by Senkarii she gets to be angry at something B-) right: robot dad harvey by @hilaomart I love his hair very much

[michellebill]

Understanding Soil Composition and Nutrient Requirements

Successful gardening begins with healthy soil. As a home gardener, understanding the basics of soil science is essential for creating a thriving garden. Soil composition and nutrient requirements play a crucial role in the growth and productivity of your plants. In this comprehensive guide, we will explore the fundamentals of soil science, including soil composition, pH levels, and essential nutrients. By gaining this knowledge, you'll be equipped to optimize your garden's soil health and foster robust plant growth.

Soil Composition: Soil is a complex mixture of minerals, organic matter, water, air, and living organisms. Understanding the components of soil will help you gauge its quality and suitability for gardening purposes.

Mineral Particles: Soil is composed of various-sized mineral particles, including sand, silt, and clay. Sandy soil is gritty and drains quickly, while clay soil is sticky and retains water. Loam soil, a balanced mixture of sand, silt, and clay, is considered ideal for most plants.

Organic Matter: Organic matter consists of decaying plant material, animal remains, and microorganisms. It enhances soil structure, increases water-holding capacity, and provides essential nutrients to plants.

Water and Air: Soil must strike a balance between water and air for healthy root growth. Well-drained soil allows excess water to escape while retaining enough moisture for plant uptake. Adequate air spaces in the soil enable roots to access oxygen.

Living Organisms: Soil is teeming with life, including earthworms, insects, bacteria, fungi, and other microorganisms. These organisms contribute to nutrient cycling, soil aeration, and organic matter decomposition.

Soil pH: Soil pH measures its acidity or alkalinity on a scale of 0 to 14. Understanding your soil's pH level is crucial because it affects nutrient availability to plants. Most garden plants prefer slightly acidic to neutral soil, with a pH range of 6 to 7.5.

Acidic Soil: pH values below 7 indicate acidic soil. To raise the pH, add lime or wood ashes to the soil. Acid-loving plants like blueberries and azaleas thrive in acidic soil.

Alkaline Soil: pH values above 7 indicate alkaline soil. To lower the pH, amend the soil with elemental sulfur or organic matter like compost. Acid-loving plants may struggle in alkaline soil.

Essential Nutrients: Plants require a range of essential nutrients for healthy growth. Understanding these nutrients and their roles will help you provide the necessary elements for your plants' success.

Macronutrients: Plants require macronutrients in large quantities. These include nitrogen (N), phosphorus (P), and potassium (K). Nitrogen promotes leafy growth, phosphorus supports root development and flower production, while potassium aids overall plant health.

Secondary Nutrients: Secondary nutrients include calcium (Ca), magnesium (Mg), and sulfur (S). While needed in smaller quantities, they play vital roles in plant development and function.

Micronutrients: Micronutrients are required in trace amounts, but they are equally important. Iron (Fe), manganese (Mn), zinc (Zn), copper (Cu), boron (B), molybdenum (Mo), and chlorine (Cl) are examples of micronutrients. They support various physiological processes within plants.

Soil Testing and Fertilization: Regular soil testing is essential to understand the nutrient content and pH level of your soil. Soil testing kits or professional laboratories can provide detailed reports on nutrient deficiencies or excesses. Based on the results, you can adjust nutrient levels through organic amendments or commercial fertilizers.

Organic Amendments: Improve soil fertility and

structure by incorporating organic amendments such as compost, well-rotted manure, or leaf mulch. These amendments not only provide essential nutrients but also enhance soil structure, water-holding capacity, and microbial activity.

Commercial Fertilizers: If nutrient deficiencies are identified through soil testing, you can supplement your soil with commercial fertilizers. These are available in different formulations and ratios, such as balanced (10-10-10) or specific nutrient-focused fertilizers. Follow the instructions on the packaging to ensure proper application and avoid over-fertilization, which can harm plants and the environment.

Soil Maintenance and Improvement: Maintaining and improving soil health is an ongoing process. Here are some practices to consider:

Crop Rotation: Rotate your crops each year to prevent nutrient depletion and minimize the risk of disease and pests. Different plants have varying nutrient requirements, so rotating crops helps maintain a balanced nutrient profile in the soil.

Mulching: Mulching around plants helps conserve moisture, regulate soil temperature, suppress weeds, and gradually add organic matter to the soil as the mulch breaks down.

Cover Cropping: Planting cover crops, such as legumes or grasses, during the off-season or between plantings can improve soil fertility, control erosion, and enhance organic matter content.

Avoid Compaction: Minimize soil compaction by avoiding excessive foot traffic or heavy machinery on garden beds. Compacted soil restricts root growth and hampers water and air movement.

Proper Watering: Water plants deeply and infrequently to encourage deep root growth. This helps plants access nutrients from a larger soil volume. Avoid overwatering, as it can lead to waterlogged soil and root rot.

[lboogie1906]

Clifford Joseph Harris Jr. (September 25, 1980) known by the stage names T.I. and Tip (often stylized as TIP or T.I.P.) is a rapper, actor, record producer, and entrepreneur. He signed his first major-label record deal with Arista Records subsidiary LaFace. He released his debut album and only project with the label, I’m Serious and formed the southern hip hop group. He is known as one of the pioneers of the hip-hop subgenre trap music.

He, a three-time Grammy Award winner, has released 11 studio albums, with seven of them reaching the top five of the US Billboard 200 chart. He has released several highly successful singles, including Billboard Hot 100 number-one hits “Whatever You Like” and “Live Your Life”. He earned more prominence with the release of Trap Muzik, which included the Top 40 songs “Rubber Band Man” and “Let’s Get Away”. His albums, King and T.I. vs. T.I.P., generated high record sales and were supported by popular singles, such as “What You Know” and “Big Shit Poppin’ (Do It)”.

His sixth album, Paper Trail, became his most successful project, with the album being certified gold for first-week sales of over 500,000 copies in the US, making it his third consecutive #1 album.

He branched out into entrepreneurship with his label, Grand Hustle Records, which he co-founded in 2003 with longtime business partner Jason Geter. Prominent industry acts have been signed to T.I. through the label, including Travis Scott, B.o.B, and Iggy Azalea. He has starred in the ATL, Takers, Get Hard, Identity Thief, Ant-Man, and its sequel. He is a published author of two novels, Power & Beauty and Trouble & Triumph, both of which were released to moderate success. He has starred in the American reality television series T.I.’s Road to Redemption, T.I. & Tiny: The Family Hustle, and The Grand Hustle. Billboard ranked him as the 27th-best artist of the 2000s decade.

He married Xscape member Tameka “Tiny” Cottle, they have two sons and one daughter. He has two sons with Lashon Dixon and a daughter from a relationship with R&B singer Ms. Niko. He has one stepdaughter. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence

[warrior-names]

Prefixes/Suffixes for RiverClan Cats

Words from things that can't be found in North America or Europe [or freshwater] aren't included; this list is made based on RiverClan territory, culture, & prey.

110+ prefixes and 30+ suffixes under the cut!

Prefixes

A

Acara-

Alder-

Algae-

Angler-

Azalea-

B

Barbel-

Bass-

Bay-

Beaver-

Beetle-

Bog-

Bowfin-

Bream-

Burbot-

C

Carp-

Catfish-

Chestnut-

Chub-

Cisco-

Clam-

Clay-

Clover-

Creek-

Cod-

D

Damselfly-

Dapple-

Dappled-

Dogwood-

Dragonfly-

Drop-

E

Eel-

Egret-

F

Fern-

Fin-

Flounder-

Flower-

Frog-

G

Gar-

Goby-

Goldenrod-

Goureen-

Grayling-

Gudgeon-

H

Herring-

Huchen-

Hyacinth-

I

Ide-

Iris-

L

Lake-

Lamprey-

Lily-

Loach-

Lotus-

M

Mackerel-

Magnolia-

Mangrove-

Marigold-

Marsh-

Mayfly-

Mink-

Minnow-

Mosquito-

Moss-

Mud-

Muddy-

N

Nase-

O

Oak-

Orfe-

Otter-

Oyster-

P

Pearl-

Peat-

Pebble-

Perch-

Pike-

Pond-

Primrose-

Puddle-

R

Rain-

Ray-

Reed-

Rice-

Ripple-

Rudd-

Ruffe-

Rush-

S

Salmon-

Sander-

Sedge-

Shad-

Shell-

Silt-

Skeeter-

Snook-

Spirlin-

Splash-

Stingray-

Storm-

Stream-

Streber-

Sturgeon-

T

Tadpole-

Tench-

Toad-

Trout-

Turtle-

V

Vendace-

Vimba-

Vine-

Vole-

W

Wave-

Willow-

Suffixes

B

berry

branch

C

creek

D

dapple

dew

drop

droplet

F

fin

fish

flower

G

glimmer

L

lake

leaf

M

marsh

moss

P

pond

puddle

R

rain

ripple

S

scale

shimmer

shine

splash

storm

stream

T

tail

V

vine

W

wave

[murfpersonalblog]

IWTV Ep4 - Rewind the Tape

"How does Claudia joining Lestat and Louis’ family affect or change them, separately and also as a couple?"

@iwtvfanevents

IMO, Lestat saved Louis' life, but Claudia gave Louis a reason to go on living. Cuz unfortunately for Lou, he thinks his value came strictly from external sources; the value other people put on him & judged him by--his career & socio-economic status; his worth as a Black man (a product of slavery and the literal value/prices put on Black bodies; how his role/actions affected "my people"); his orientation ("identifying as a homosexual," "embracing my sexuality"); and his place/dynamic within the nuclear family unit (at the DPDL estate, and at 1132 Rue Royale).

By Ep3, Louis had lost everything--out of business when Storyville was shut down; thoroughly disrespected by white racists at every turn, from Ordinance 4118's segregation bill & Finn O'Shea "a white man who used to work for me" burning down the Azalea after stealing his money to open his own "No Coloreds Allowed" competitor, to Tom & the Alderman screwing him over ("a dumb pimp who got robbed blind years ago"); his white husband cheating on him with a white woman that used to work for him & laughing in his face about it; and Lou dumping Les during the race riots on the night Lestat wanted to make "our anniversary."

But ironically, Les had a point about making that night their "anniversary:" a night of change, evolution, transformation & rebirth for ALL of them--most obviously for Claudia, the baby phoenix vampire rising from Storyville's ashes, but for Loustat too.

IWTV focuses on how Louis was affected & changed by gaining Claudia, first as a daughter & then as a "sister." She became his central axis--everything revolved around her. Louis had discovered what unconditional love truly meant.

That was something Lou'd NEVER experienced before. Everyone's love for him came with conditions, clauses, terms of service--from Grace's conservative judgementalism, to Paul's dogmatic religiosity, to his p.o.s. mother's resentment, hate & homophobia. The affection b/t Lou & Lily was a transaction bought & paid for. And where to even start with Monsieur "Without Apology" de Lioncourt. 😒 And in turn, Louis' love was tainted--he lost touch with Grace, he was blamed for Paul's suicide (and likely blamed himself sometimes), his relationship with his mother had been ruined LONG before he became a vampire, and Lestat...jfc.

But in Claudia, Louis could finally pour all of his love & attention & affection on someone who could love him back, tabula rasa, a newborn vamp who just wanted food, home, comfort, safety & love from him, with all a child's demanding.

Sadly, Claudia did NOT love Louis unconditionally. By the end, she genuinely hated him (and ofc Lestat), for all the ways he'd "dragged his family into this mess" (especially in Paris), and hopelessly "failed" her, and chose other men over her (regardless of whether or not he really DID, that was how SHE FELT). Lou'd learn the hard way in Merrick that NOTHING he'd given her had been enough.

As horrific as it was, Merrick was the best thing for Lou; forcing himself to face Claudia's ghost, her diaries, and her true feelings about him. In the end, he had to learn that loving people (and being loved) couldn't be a crutch, or his reason to keep living or not.

Lou'd HATED himself his entire life, deeply depressed & full of "self-loathing;" and after losing Claudia he couldn't pretend to be happy anymore (even w/ Armand, despite how long they stayed together).

Same goes for Lestat. For all his vain cocksure braggadocio, Lestat hated himself too. (Despite claiming he didn't in ToTBT.)

Lestat thought his value came from what he could provide/give/do for others--the gentle son who stayed by his mother Gabrielle when the Marquis & his horrid brothers abused them; the Wolfkiller who saved the town & hunted food for his family; the gallant hero/lover who rescued the damsel in distress & whisked them away on a whirlwind adventure/romance (Gabrielle, Nicki, Louis, etc). Whatever people wanted, he'd give them, lovebomber supreme.

This ultimately culminated in his role as the vampire Maker, the god of his own Savage Garden, creating the world through his image of what he felt the world was/should be like (a la the Chateau Era).

Cuz he suffered from chronic abandonment issues--everyone he'd loved most had betrayed him & left him--first & foremost God.

So it all snowballed from Lestat's own traumatic childhood, trying to find God (freedom, food, home, comfort, safety & love) but being dragged back into Hell over & over (LITERALLY in Memnoch).

And trying to connect with his fledglings & being abandoned over & over, as vampirism had turned Lestat into a monster/the Devil.

Claudia effed up Les' God Complex, but he needed that humbling. He needed to take accountability for all the things he'd done wrong, and the ways he'd failed as her Maker/Creator/Father. Cuz we know Les loved her deeply in the books--he just didn't know HOW to love.

Together, I think Loustat was most affected/changed by having Claudia in the way they were able to come back together and rekindle their love for e/o through loving Claudia--she really was an effective bandaid gluing them together, when Lou would've left Les in Ep3.

Claudia was an outlet for Loustat: she gave Louis someone he felt he could "do right" by (after he'd failed Grace & the kids), and she gave Lestat someone he could bond with as a sadistic vampire killer.

So yeah, Loustat (mostly Louis) did the best he could by Claudia, but we see where the road to Hell is paved with good intentions.

Ultimately, in the books, Loustat is only able to come together to "do right" by another daughter when they take in Rose; making up for the mistakes they made with Claudia. (But even there, we see the ways Rose still suffered from loneliness/abandonment, especially when Lestat over-corrected by giving her more freedom & autonomy by being more hands-off & distant, instead of overbearing & controlling.)

[letterboard-fantasy]

Essence Project ♡ The Azidoazide Laboratory

There's an infinite amount of worlds and universes out there, ones we can't reach with our own knowledge. There's an infinite amount of things to learn, places to discover, creatures to explore... but you? YOU are finite.

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Murder Mystery Case Two // The Azidoazide Laboratory Incident

???? ⊹₊⋆ S-Tier // Arsenic

[ (REDACTED) UNTIL REVEAL // pre-chosen slot ]

I have to thank you for being so... gullible, friend. Thank you for finishing the work we started.

A unknown variable in the investigation.

 KILLER ⊹₊⋆ S-Tier // Ammonia

[ (REDACTED) UNTIL REVEAL // randomized slot ]

I've found something. A symbol, a paper, a wish granted to me from beyond the veil to free us from our own prison. Won't you help me?

The killer's true identity, and the puppet behind the Azidoazide murders.

PROTAGONIST ⊹₊⋆ A-Tier // Sodium Hypobromite

[ Sadie Addison // Beshparmak ( no blog. YOUUUU. /j ) ]

The Azidoazide laboratory is the most famous and influential lab in all of mankind's recent history... anyone who is worth a damn in the science community wants to make to these labs! And... we got a field trip for free!!

The protagonist of the story, and a college student on a field trip to the laboratory.

 ⊹₊⋆ A-Tier // Sulfuric Acid

[ Taylor Misgoff // Alice ( @/citrinitxs ) ]

It's interesting... this laboratory is famous for many things... researching cures for cancer, cures for illness, research into black holes... I wonder what other secrets they're hiding.

A college student on a field trip to the laboratory, playing "detective" during the case.

 ⊹₊⋆ A-Tier // Hydroxide

[ Elias Azalea // Jiaoqiu ( no blog. you. /j) ]

I always wondered if there was more to my purpose than meets the eye. I've always wanted to help people, to save people, yet I can't help but feel like... I've failed you all.

A college student on a field trip to the laboratory.

 ⊹₊⋆ A-Tier // Mercury

[ Miles Mirari // Chiaki ( @/snow-capped-graphics ) ]

They say that you're either born with the capability to change the world or you'll never be able to... it's a sad mindset. I think anyone can change the world despite their standing, as long as they just try, right?

A college student on a field trip to the laboratory.

 ⊹₊⋆ B-Tier // Materia Lab

[ Hannah Windwaker // Alice De-Ross ( @musedevoted ) ]

The flow crystal diamond is rather unstable... those kids... it's reacting to something on them. Another crystal diamond? No... that can't be... right?

A scientist who works within the walls of the Azidoazide laboratory.

 ⊹₊⋆ B-Tier // Acetate

[ Clyde Rivers // Alexander ( @ask-the-chief-heads ) ]

Everything in earth works like a linear process. We wake up, eat, commit our daily necessities, and then we fall asleep, and the cycle begins anew, until death worms its way into the process and brings it to an abrupt end. So, why do we keep moving forward?

A scientist who works within the walls of the Azidoazide laboratory, with a notably bleak outlook on life.

 ⊹₊⋆ B-Tier // Nitrous Oxide

[ Melody Phonics // Lollita Wednesday ]

The lab is quite lively today... the next generation of scientists is a bright bunch... now let's see... where'd the strange man's documents go..?

A scientist who works within the walls of the Azidoazide laboratory.

INITIAL VICTIM ⊹₊⋆ B-Tier // Lead (IV) Oxide

[ Dennis Wylder // Nestor Morgan ( no blog. YOU. ) ]

Sadie's pretty excited about this trip... we both desired to be the world's greatest scientists, however... we became pawns in a scheme far beyond our own knowledge...

A college student on a field trip to the laboratory, best friend of Sadie, and the first victim of the killer.

 ⊹₊⋆ B-Tier // Chromate

[ Dynasty Die // Fitzroy Adams ( @pressure-ask-fitzroy )]

What an exciting school trip! I've always been curious about what goes on in Azidoazide's walls... this is so exciting!!! I wonder what things we'll learn today...?

A college professor on a field trip to the laboratory.

 ⊹₊⋆ B-Tier // Potassium Iodide

[ Cocolia Maddison // Octo ( no blog ) ]

These kids are my responsibility, and it is up to me to make sure they learn and grow as people... so how... how did things end up like this?

A college professor on a field trip to the laboratory.

 ⊹₊⋆ B-Tier // Acetic Acid

[ Amy Winters // Elaine ( @idv-thespians ) ]

I'm only here because of my parent's wishes... admittedly, this place sounded kind of cool from just the public knowledge... I just wonder if there's something else better suited for me without disappointing my parents wishes...

A college student on a field trip to the laboratory.

 ⊹₊⋆ B-Tier // Sodium Chloride

[ Keith Winestein // Quinn Stewart ( @idv-thespians ) ]

This lab is no place for children... I have no clue what the director was thinking, approving a college school trip here. I mean, there's things going on here that absolutely cannot be seen by outsiders. Things are bound to go wrong.

A scientist who works within the walls of the Azidoazide laboratory, who really thinks the college students shouldn't be here.

 ⊹₊⋆ B-Tier // Sodium Bicarbonate

[ Grace Stonefield // Beth Anastazja ( @ask-idv-baker ) ]

Science is like baking. Equal parts of a and b to create product c! But... what happens when you add parts of d and f into the mixture? I've always wondered about that.

A college student on a field trip to the laboratory.

Essence Project ♡ Rules and Additional Information

This essence is the follow-up location to the Emerald Masquerade essence! This one takes place inside of a famous in-universe laboratory, however.

Similar to its sister essence, there will be mentions and discussions of death and murder, and its main s tier (Ammonia) will be chosen via the spin of a wheel! In addition, deaths will be chosen through the wheel, however, two characters will be excluded from being selected as the killer. Who those two characters are? You'll have to find out.

Due to the age range of the essence, every character here will be over 18, and most of them are canonically over 21. Therefore, if possible, I'd like all muses to be at least 18 years old, or, an adult.

To ensure everyone gets a chance to participate, everyone is limited to two muses. To reserve a slot, you can contact me either in my inbox or on Muns Discord. Also, if you want to use an OC or muse who does not have a blog (for OCs, a reference of some kind is preferred), do not worry! I'll still take them, and when the essence is finished and the skins come out, I will simply DM or tag your main. To reiterate, I do not respond to discord DMs for these things unless absolutely necessary, and non-blog muses are allowed.

Happy murder mystery-ing? /j

[carreteando]

15 mejores pueblos pequeños para visitar en Texas

Texas es el segundo estado más grande de los EE. UU. Y se toma esta clasificación en serio. Encontrarás pueblos de Texas, grandes porciones, grandes sombreros, grandes casas, todo lo grande cuando visites. Pero al igual que en los estados más pequeños, el verdadero corazón de Texas se puede encontrar en las pequeñas ciudades y los paisajes naturales esparcidos por todas partes. Ya sea que viaje por el Golfo de México o por las principales ciudades como Dallas o Houston, no querrá perderse al menos algunas escalas en algunos de estos pequeños pueblos únicos y encantadores.

1. Granbury

Fuente: flickr Granbury, Texas Si está buscando el viejo oeste estadounidense y la historia de los proscritos, Granbury es uno de los mejores pueblos en Texas gran lugar para comenzar tu viaje por Texas. La mayoría cree que Jesse James, un famoso forajido de finales del siglo XIX, está enterrado en Missouri, pero los habitantes de Granbury insisten en que en realidad está enterrado allí. Asegúrese de visitar la casa de la Ópera de Granbury (establecida justo después de la revolución de Texas) y la compañía Revolver Brewing mientras lo hace. Vaya un poco más atrás en el tiempo cuando visite Dinosaur World, con réplicas de tamaño natural de algunas de las criaturas cuyos fósiles se han encontrado cerca.

2. Parte superior redonda

Fuente: flickr Iglesia de la cima redonda Entre Houston y Austin se encuentra la amada ciudad de Round Top. Los tejanos lo saben por el espectáculo de antigüedades, la increíble escena artística y los deliciosos pasteles que solo puedes conseguir en Royers Café. Toda la ciudad tiene aproximadamente 600 acres en total y la friolera de 100 habitantes, pero no cuente a Round Top. Cada verano puede asistir a actuaciones en el instituto de música Festival Hill, que atrae a músicos de todo el país, y al festival Shakespeare at Windedale.

3. Jefferson

Fuente: flickr Tours en barco por el río Jefferson A los B & B-ers les encantará una visita a la capital de los Bed and Breakfast del este de Texas. Jefferson está ubicado cerca de la frontera con Louisiana y tiene una población de poco más de 2,000 personas. Gracias a su proximidad al lago O 'the Pines y al lago Caddo, hay muchas aventuras al aire libre que se pueden vivir aquí. Puede realizar un recorrido por el lago, un viaje en bote a vapor y, por supuesto, una excelente pesca. Visitar Jefferson es un poco como retroceder en el tiempo hasta mediados del siglo XIX. La ciudad ofrece paseos en carruajes tirados por caballos, recorridos de fantasmas y antigüedades. Cuando se fundó, la ciudad era un próspero puerto fluvial y muchas de las actividades turísticas que puede experimentar hoy se centran en esta base.

4. Nacogdoches

Fuente: flickr Sendero Azalea - Nacogdoches, Texas Originalmente un asentamiento español, Nacogdoches es la ciudad más antigua de Texas. Los misioneros que esperaban convertir a los indios americanos se establecieron en el área y la mezcla de culturas creció naturalmente en la ciudad que es hoy. Además de ser difícil de deletrear y pronunciar, Nacogdoches es una ciudad histórica. Los visitantes disfrutan de Stone Fort, Old Stone Fort Museum, Ruby Mize Azalea Garden, Oak Grove Cemetery, rutas de senderismo que alguna vez fueron rutas comerciales, Camp Tonkawa, Durst Taylor House, Sterne-Hoya House, Millard's Crossing Village, Old University Building y el Hotel Fredonia. Pero si llega por primera vez, asegúrese de hacer del centro histórico y del centro de visitantes su primera parada. Pasee por las calles de ladrillos rojos y enamórese de la hospitalidad sureña. ¡Trae una cámara!

5. Rockport

Fuente: flickr Amanecer en Rockport, Texas Fundado como poco más que un matadero a finales del siglo XIX, Rockport se ha convertido en una popular atracción turística gracias a su fantástica playa. Los funcionarios locales saben que la playa es un gran atractivo y, por lo tanto, se invierten muchos recursos en mantenimiento y servicios. Haciéndola una experiencia de playa verdaderamente espectacular. El Fulton Mansion and Education History Center es un edificio del siglo XIX que se consideró bastante innovador para su época, incluidas cosas como plomería interior y aire acondicionado central. El Museo Marítimo de Texas permite a los visitantes explorar la historia del área desde el asentamiento español hasta el proceso de búsqueda de petróleo en alta mar. Asegúrese de visitar el Centro de Arte de Rockport, el Refugio de Vida Silvestre Connie Hagar, el Oysterfest, el Molino de Viento en el Árbol y el Festival del Vino.

6. Pecos

Fuente: flickr Pecos Justo entre El Paso y Dallas se encuentra Pecos. Conocido en todo Texas por su maravilloso legado, sus melones y su residente más famoso: el héroe folclórico estadounidense Pecos Bill. Pero lo que los tejanos realmente saben sobre la ciudad es que alberga el mejor y más grande rodeo del país. De hecho, la historia dice que el primer rodeo se llevó a cabo aquí en 1883.

7. Wimberley

Fuente: flickr Wimberley Wimberly es pequeño, pero no tranquilo. Todos los viernes, los lugareños asisten al Bluegrass Jam. Celebrada en un estacionamiento vacío, lleno del encanto de una pequeña ciudad, la reunión es informal y todos los que aman la música y pueden elegir un instrumento pueden participar. La parte se prolonga hasta altas horas de la noche y define la pequeña ciudad. Si quieres cenar contigo Jam, intenta sentarte en el porche de Ino'z. También te encantará el Blue Hole, un hermoso lugar para nadar en Jacob's Well. Hay grandes árboles con cuerdas atadas para columpiarse en el agua. Otras actividades al aire libre incluyen caminatas, paseos a caballo, campamentos y pesca.

8. Salado

Fuente: flickr Salado Esta es una ciudad pequeña pero hermosa a veces conocida como la Mejor Ciudad Artística de Texas. Con apenas unas 2.000 personas allí, Salado ha logrado mantener su relevancia histórica. Puede alojarse en Stagecoach Inn, el hotel más antiguo de la ciudad, visitar la antigua universidad, que abrió brevemente sus puertas en la década de 1860, recorrer la Casa de George Washington Baines, que es una de las 20 ubicaciones de Salado que figuran en el Registro Nacional de Lugares Históricos. . Y la primera entrada a los Monumentos Naturales de Texas es Salado Creek, un gran motivo de orgullo para los lugareños. Pero lo mejor de Salado es el ambiente. Te sentirás como si estuvieras moviéndote por el Viejo Oeste estadounidense.

9. Marfa

Fuente: flickr Marfa Pequeña pero conocida internacionalmente en el mundo del arte, Marfa está escondida en el desierto del oeste de Texas. Está un poco fuera de su alcance, pero casi todas las listas que encuentre sobre Texas le dirán: no se lo pierda. Esparcidas por la ciudad hay fantásticas instalaciones de Dan Flavin, Donald Judd y más. Repleto de galerías y excelentes restaurantes, Marfa es un evento cultural desde el amanecer hasta el anochecer. Después de la cena, podrá juzgar por sí mismo si las luces de Marfa son un fenómeno natural o el trabajo de extraterrestres, ¡un debate comunitario en curso desde finales del siglo XIX! Disfrute de museos, bodegas y el Salón de la Fama de los Vaqueros. Parte del Parque Nacional Texas Big Bend se encuentra en Marfa. El parque ha documentado más de 60 especies de cactus y es un excelente lugar para mochileros. Semanalmente se ofrecen recorridos guiados para mochileros y observación de aves.

10. Schulenburg

Fuente: flickr Schulenburg Originalmente fundada por pioneros austríacos y alemanes, Schulenberg alberga las famosas iglesias pintadas: edificios con una arquitectura impresionante, una historia interesante, estatuas ornamentadas y un diseño increíblemente detallado. Tiene varios nombres, incluidos "ciudad del ferrocarril", "ciudad de los músicos" y "a medio camino de todas partes". Los viajeros también se divierten mucho en el Von Minden Hotel and Theatre, supuestamente está embrujado. Si realmente quiere experimentar algo de diversión, no se pierda el Museo de Música de Texas Polk. Hay tanto que ver en Schulenburg que la cámara de comercio local proporciona docentes que lo acompañarán en su autobús o automóvil para brindarle un recorrido personalizado por la ciudad.

11. Caza

Fuente: flickr Caza, Stonehenge En el centro-sur de Texas encontrará una serie de hermosas colinas de piedra caliza. En medio de ellos, encontrarás a Hunt. Es el paisaje lo que hace que Hunt sea digno de una visita. Las bifurcaciones norte y sur del río Guadalupe se unen aquí para crear paisajes notables y excelentes áreas recreativas en cada esquina. Impresionantes lagos, ríos y colinas se combinan para hacer de este un sueño para los amantes de la naturaleza. Muchos visitantes optan por alquilar una casa a lo largo del río o refugiarse en un resort y quedarse por un tiempo. Asegúrese de visitar Kerr Wildlife Management Area, Crider's Rodeo and Dance Hall, donde los vaqueros ofrecen un espectáculo en las noches de verano, y Stonehenge II, una réplica del original construido en la bifurcación norte del río. Aproximadamente un 60% más alto que el original, el sitio también tiene réplicas de las misteriosas estatuas encontradas en la Isla de Pascua.

12. Cañón

Fuente: flickr Cañón de Palo Duro Canyon recibe su nombre por su funcionalidad. Sirve como la puerta de entrada principal al Cañón Palo Duro, el segundo cañón más grande de los EE. UU. La mayoría de los texanos lo llaman el Gran Cañón de Texas, y es tan impresionante como parece. Las excavaciones arqueológicas han encontrado evidencia de que los indios americanos alguna vez habitaron el lugar, lo que lo reconoció como un Monumento Nacional de EE. UU. La pequeña ciudad del Panhandle de Canyon no solo alberga el parque estatal donde se encuentra Palo Duro, sino también el Museo Histórico Panhandle-Plains, Buffalo Lake Refuge, Texas Musical Drama y excelentes recorridos por los ranchos cercanos, incluido un rancho en funcionamiento que una vez perteneció a uno de los fundadores originales de Canyon. Planifique quedarse un rato, ya que hay mucho que absorber en esta hermosa zona.

13. Luckenbach

Fuente: flickr Luckenbach, Texas Willie Nelson y Waylon Jennings (dos cantantes de country y western estadounidenses) pusieron a Luckenbach en el mapa con su canción del mismo nombre. Esta es una ciudad que define el sueño, con pocos residentes y pocas tiendas. De hecho, su cartel de bienvenida dice de manera divertida: "Población: 3". Luckenbach comenzó como un puesto comercial y creció de manera constante a lo largo de los años hasta la década de 1970, cuando los 'dueños' de la ciudad intentaron venderla. Y lo creas o no, lo hicieron. Tres tejanos compraron la ciudad y colocaron lugares de entretenimiento en toda la ciudad, creando el destino moderno de música y entretenimiento. Ven a ver un espectáculo, relájate en un fantástico B&B y haz lo que hacen los lugareños: relájate.

14. Port Isabel

Fuente: texas Port Isabel, Texas Cerca de la frontera con México, Port Isabel es una de las ciudades costeras más antiguas de Texas. Port Isabel es simplemente uno de los lugares más bellos del estado, y solo eso atrae multitudes de año en año. Sus dos grandes atractivos son el Faro de Port Isabel y el Torneo Internacional de Pesca de Texas. El faro está ubicado en la plaza del pueblo (la única plaza del pueblo en los EE. UU. Con un faro) y data de mediados del siglo XIX y fue fundamental en las batallas de la Guerra Civil en el área. A los visitantes les encanta el parasailing, el kayak, los paseos en bote, la pesca deportiva y el avistamiento de delfines. No olvide visitar la cabaña de los guardianes del faro, el Museo de los Tesoros del Golfo y el Museo Histórico.

15. Fredericksburg

Fuente: flickr Fredericksburg, Texas Fredericksburg, fundada en el siglo XIX por el príncipe Federico de Prusia, es increíblemente popular en Texas. De origen fuertemente alemán, el distrito histórico está incluido en el Registro Nacional de Lugares Históricos. La mayoría de la gente piensa en boutiques, tiendas eclécticas, antigüedades y museos encantadores como el Museo Pioneer y el Museo Nacional de la Guerra del Pacífico, cuando piensan en Fredericksburg. Disfrute de un paseo por el distrito histórico y, después, diríjase a Enchanted Rock, una formación rocosa de granito rosa que es tan misteriosa como hermosa. Asegúrese de escuchar "Texas German" mientras esté allí. Fredericksburg es uno de los pocos lugares donde todavía se puede escuchar. Read the full article