#ekard

[tsublue]

Unpopular asteroids in ASTROLOGY

[Always mostly recommend using Astrodienst to look up the asteroids if you don’t know where xx.]

[Also my asteroids finding post is here]

• California - 341

where you lead groups of liberal people; associated with being unoffended by alternative power relations and, relatedly alternative sexuality - Overall a field where you feel yourself as a leader and no one and nothing can hold you back from it. Like you have a strong magnet to that source - (Especially powerful if it’s placed in a fire sign) Would be really cool to know all of yours, mine is in Leo.

• Achilles - 588

Where you can accomplish great things, but only with the help of someone else.

• Adelinda - 229

Where you are more likely to hesitate or proceed this topic carefully.

• Mireille - 594

Where you are welcomed and respected for, primarily in your profession.

• Botolphia - 741

Where you easily attract women or feminine elements.

• Brigitta - 450

How you use your home; as a role in your life.

• Brixia - 521

Realm where you resist others advice and sticking strongly to your own instead.

• Burgundia - 374

Where you have a style that influences others significantly.

• Cheruskia - 568

Where you can do no wrong in the eyes of the public.

• Chlosinde - 938

Where you demonstrate high charisma or attractive qualities.

• Eichsfeldia - 442

Where despite your talent, those near you must clean up the messed you’ve made.

• Ekard - 694

Where you make an ideal social example.

• Kordula - 940

Where you are associated with high status surroundings.

• Kovacia - 867

Where your wishes will be satisfied no matter what.

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This post is a bit short, but hopefully still helpful!

I’ve had this song stuck in my head for couple of days now~

Hope you have an amazing month!

Always love, Tsunami

[irisgoesgardening]

Day 2 Week 1: Barian @zexalmonth

Is it cheating to say that Shark is my favorite Barian? It’s a pity I don’t feature him more…I like to design gothic lolita dresses for him!

This is another part of my Zexal lolita AU. He used to do fashion battles in punk circles until Thomas slipped him a counterfeit pair of boots. Now he’s moved onto gothic lolita in order to earn money for Rio’s new wardrobe (because Thomas burned it all).

More beneath the cut

He models for an independent designer called Ekard Krad 😜 This coord was specifically designed for him. It’s called Megalodon’s Funeral. He’s Heartland Academy’s darling because he has such good style. Everyone knows he’s a bit of a dick but it’s because he’s bitter over the fact that he’s more well known as the Gothic Shark Queen instead of the Shark Punk. One thing that sets him off is when people treat expensive brands cheaply.

Regarding the other Barians…

Rio: Sailor lolita

Mizael: Qi lolita

Gilag: Wa lolita

Durbe: Nun lolita (it gives him a (false) sense of superiority)

Alit: Roman military lolita (Idk if that’s a real thing…just use your imagination)

Vector: As Shingetsu, he’s sweet lolita. As Vector, he’s fallen angel/demoncore lolita

[nffanatic28me]

If any song could somehow put into words all the love I wish I didn't have, and yet empower me to get past it, this is it. NF, Julia, Tommee...well done.

"Ekard" I will love you forever.

-Hazel

[the-doll-dragon]

Religions of Spokelse Isles

Creator Goddess and Goddess of Magick: Isis (eye-sis)

God of After Life and Second Chances: Osiris (o-sigh-r-i-s)

God of Protection and Strategy: Horus (hor-us)

Goddess of Love, Sexuality, and Strength: Iyla (Eye-la)

God of War, Wisdom, and Strength: Ekard (e-k-ar-d)

Goddess of the Hearth, Love, Home, and Family: Daeira (Die- Air- a)

God of Flora: Lord Grewwt (gra-ewt)

Goddess of Fauna: Lady Bastet (ba-st-et)

God of Chaos and Destruction: Seth (s-e-th)

Shrine of Isis and Osiris

This shrine is dedicated to the two beings responsible for the creation and population of Spokelse Isles.

 During the Full Moon celebration, offerings are brought before the Shrine Priestess and Priest to be placed on the couples alter. Feasts are held during this time with lots of seeds, nuts, and eggs. This represents the birth of all new beings.

When Isis is celebrated magick parades are held in the town squares for both entertainment and appreciation. Isis is responsible for blessing all beings with power upon maturity into adulthood. It is also during this celebration that newly matured beings showcase small acts of magick thanking the goddess for her gift.

When Osiris is celebrated everyone practices forgiveness and understanding for those who have harmed them performing rituals to let go of any animosity that lingers. It is during this time that beings reflect on Osiris’ generosity that presented them with this second chance at life.

Shrine of Iyla and Ekard

This shrine is dedicated to the power couple responsible for both inward and outer strength.

During the celebration of Iyla, beings embrace their sexuality and inner strength. They perform rituals embracing this with dance and sex, often inside private curtain temple beds. It is also during this time that fertility rituals are performed and blessings for crops are done.

During the celebration of Ekard competitions of strength and strategy are performed. This can range from games to sparing. Offerings are made to aid in the military prowess of all serving the Magistrates Guard.

Shrine of Daeira

This shrine has a massive fireplace or hearth in the middle with a mantal going all the way around it. Circling this massive fireplace is bowels of individual bowels lite using fire from the main hearth. In this shrine offerings are made asking for strong family bonds and warmth to keep beings alive during the winter months.

During the celebration of Daeira a feast is held cooked on a hearth and candles are lit from the fire to burn on the mantal throughout the long night.  Priestess’s and shrine maidens bless homes and business’ cleansing them and bringing them prosperity.

Shrine of Grewwt

This shrine is one of the most open with plant life clinging to the walls as if the building was made from plants.  Often found in the communities of Pod People and Pixies. The holy book known as the Secrets of Grewwt boast recipes that aid in plant growth and care. There is various earth magick spells as well. This element is big in this religion.

During the celebration of Grewwt. Everyone gathers to plant various trees and herbs in green houses to be cared for by the community through the winter. Then in the spring they are brought out to be planted in the ground.

Shrine of Bastet

This shrine is often found in Puca communities as they often worship the cat humanoid deity. Offerings are made to ask for help in smoothly transitioning from human to animal. Spirit walks are performed by shaman to guide Puca in what animal to pursue transitioning into next.

During the celebration of Bastet People often perform transitioning acts, create totem poles, and feast in honor of their hybrid deity.

Underground Cult of Seth

Seth is our villain in this world, often trying to destroy Isis and Osiris’ hard work. However, there is those beings that are darker form underground cults aiding Seth in his devious plot to take over the Spokelse Isles.

**please do not use my pictures, story concepts, and or creative writing without my permission. These were created using research and my imagination**

[olplus]

Le PSG pense toujours à Bradley Barcola Le Parisien

[drakedrizzy4]

Acrylic on canvas. Abstract Flowism.

[cranesofibycus]

My new OC for the campaign I get to play in (yes I know it’s all happening I can’t quite believe it myself) was part of an acting troupe and I just created all the other troupe members and aaaaaah I love them all so much already! There’s Adresin, nb wood elf, quiet soul, but a force on stage. They call them the Tide. There’s Ona, middle name ‘diva’, an emerald green Tiefling with a singing voice that carries a perpetual echo. They call her the Song. There’s Ekard, a deep gnome with a deep love for jokes and alcohol. They call him the Jitter. There’s Faradin, human man, who likes being famous a little too much for his own good. They call him the Flame. Then there are the troupe’s founders, Mirena and Kolrad, known as the Queen and the Rook. They’re married and live for the show. 

And then there is Zeda, known as the Tempest, female air genasi who will pull you in for a kiss while ramming a dagger into your side. We love a high charisma rogue (even one who’s a bit of a germaphobe). I can’t wait for you all to meet her!

[jess-the-vampire]

This turned out decent i hope XDDD

Hope you all don’t mind playing “Where’s waldo” with your kids.

Fankids Credits:

Edmund - https://seashellsandrainbows.tumblr.com/

Elelith - http://michilee25.tumblr.com/

Lolita,Leo,& Tori  - https://smoltator-svtfoe.tumblr.com/

Angelique and Nicholas -   https://mintypastelchainsaw.tumblr.com/

Zack - https://shushuuhan.tumblr.com/

Nathaniel -  https://juice-squid.tumblr.com/

Rose -  https://mirukuoreyo.tumblr.com/

Robert , Maria & Theo - https://demon-draws.tumblr.com/

Jace & Trixie  - https://xanotherxdimensionx.tumblr.com/

Stel - https://safetyqueenofhell.tumblr.com/

Dante, Rafáh & Olimphe - https://krisppynathalie.tumblr.com/

Jade - https://ulecelecs-art.tumblr.com/post/180238690788/jess-the-vampire-alright-tomco-fans-wanna-do

Cat - https://lloydicnakydrawingofficiel.tumblr.com/

Lilith, Drake & Ekard - http://sburbox.tumblr.com/

Lucia and siblings - https://polinbon318.tumblr.com/

Deimos - https://deimosthedreaded.tumblr.com/

Mika - https://sweet-dork.tumblr.com/

Penelope - https://gratsu-dragbuster.tumblr.com/

Mara- https://squidwouldnt.tumblr.com/

Arika - https://gaypotatoqueen.tumblr.com/

Arren - @vanhder

Marcia - http://melapinks.tumblr.com/

Vera and Isaac - http://princesscallyie.tumblr.com/

Faye - @froppy-butterflyfan2000

Judas, Landon, & Mason - Me

The Citadel au - @moringmark

[sgpsketch]

SGP Series 2 #15

That’s a terrible Ginkei on the wall.

Also, the foil ball “Scatterstar” on the wall opposite (though it has since morphed into an unrecognizable version that I haven’t been able to make presentable due to physics and general lack of interest, though I do have a facsimile “Scatterstar, Jr.” as well (which I still won’t bother to photograph)).

[somenerdthing]

Pokemon 3D Origami by Sophie Ekard

[fretyemmabelda]

dear ekard,

Tak pernah ku bayangkan bahwa kamu akan menjadi tempat sampah dari setiap keluhku. Jika kau tak membaca ini pasti terlalu kasar untuk orang lain membacanya. Tapi tak apa, karena sejujurnya memang menjadi bagian paling menyenangkan ketika kita saling bercerita tentang setiap masalah yang telah mengalir di kehidupan kita masing-masing. Menjadi penenang dan pendengar. Terima kasih sudah mau berproses bersama. Jangan menyerah tetapi berserah. Yang kutahu tak ada jalan yang mudah bagi kita berdua namun setidaknya aku dan kau tak sendiri. I stay!

[facewendy]

Autobiography I

-wendy

Written as an application for a program in order that I might continue to live and work at the Zen Center.

Zen Center San Francisco

Work Practice Apprenticeship Program Application

1. Your interest in Zen and in participating in the WAP Program at this time. What are your plans for using earned practice period credits?

The support of the Zendo has provided me a leap forward in my Zen practice and mindfulness. Being here for the daily practice, and meditation, as well as the service in the Zendo has provided me a richer understanding and relationship to Zen. I believe having access to the teachers, Darhma talks and other resources while living at the Zen Center has and will grow my knowledge and allow me to move closer to my ultimate goal—to devote my life to become a Zen monk.

I would like to devote time to sitting in a rigorous Monday through Saturday program that includes morning and evening meditation to strengthening both my body and mind as a means to development.

It is my goal to work in the kitchen and practice “Do one thing at a time” “Do it slowly and deliberately", and “Do it completely”. The kitchen therefore is my first choice at the Zen Center. I feel cooking is one of my greatest joys. Of course, I would be happy to serve in the temple cleaning or in any capacity; however, the kitchen is my first choice. Make cleaning and cooking become meditation. I, also look forward to being trained in serving oryoki meals.

I am very interested in becoming the Work Leaders assistant. I have found that the Work leader’s duties are so immense he could use an assistant to keep him organized, as well as set protocols and write repetitive tasks and orientation materials for distribution. This would allow the Work leader to focus on the many tasks more to his honor and the Zen Centers needs.

On a side, I would like to spend my practice period credits at Tassajara in the winter sessions.

2. A brief personal history.

I began my internal work and external practice in a yoga class in college. This was in conjunction with a very rigorous program at California State University at Fullerton’s Human Services program under the Director Jerry Cory the author of “Theories and Techniques of Counseling” and “Group: Processes and Practices”. The program was a Western way of mindfulness and full of Psychoanalyst as instructors. This along with my yoga and meditation resulted in a time of growth beyond my expectations. I graduated with a B.A. in psychology in 1993.

My next deep and powerful experience began when I went to the Dalai Lama’s 60th birthday party in New York. I met a group of Tibetan who invited me into their family. They were so lovely. I could not get enough of Tibetan Buddhism afterwards. At the Berkeley Buddhist Temple, a particular retreat stands out in my mind—four days of silence. (In general, I am a very quiet person as you might have witnessed when I first started coming to the Zen Center interim April of 2016. I did not speak to anyone until late May early June.)

After finding yoga and Tibetan Buddhism, I happened onto Intregal Yoga. I had the opportunity to attended Yogaville, Integal Yoga’s ashram in Virginia. This time was extraordinary. I went there a mid-level yoga practitioner; and left a Yogi. I meditated three times a day along with three yoga classes daily. It was fantastic. My day began with 4:00am meditation, and ended with 9:00pm Kirtan. I also worked in the Hospitality department which I just loved. Long days filled with joy and exhaustion. (I was offered a job after only one month which is unheard of.)

My work history includes: Researcher at UCI, Special Education Teacher, Writer for Johnson and Johnson, Ekard, Office, Purple Moon for Xerox Park, and Mattel, Interaction Designer for Stanford University’s NetSage (as well as BMW), Organic Farmer for Honakoa Organic Farm in Hawaii, Writing Tutor for College Students, Healer, “Special Projects” for the United States Government.

Then all that changed when In June of 2014 an accident took away my feet. Injured my back and began the unraveling of my family, my friends, my financial stability. I was hospitalized for over two months. During my hospitalization my husband began planning his exit. He funneled funds out of our joint checking account which held all of my inheritance from my mother. He withdrew the cash by using my credit card while I was still in bed recovering. In the end, he managed to over draw the account, and then shut it down. I was left with no money, no credit cards, and in bed laying there in shock for two weeks. He took my phone, and practically everything out of the house, (including my clothes and shoes.). He left on February 18th 2015, and I have not spoken to him since. It came as a surprise. It has been a lonely time for me, but I have found a great deal of strength in my personal practice, and my church, Grace Cathedral.

I have not been able to pick up where I left off in yoga, and I have had to learn to live simply without extravagance. I believe Zen is right for me for my life. I have recently seen Mark, the Bishop for the Episcopalian Church of California and Grace Cathedral. He is very supportive of my Zen practice, and has agreed that the Zen center is the right place for me to live, work, and study. This all brings me to the here and now.

I began getting up at four in the morning (I had to walk to the Zen Center as there are no buses this early in the morning.) to attend meditation at 5:20am until I arrived here as a Guest Student June 20th 2016. The Zen Center has become a source of support. I could not have imagined. I have been befriended, and taken in as part of a community which I have so needed. I have been accepted and encouraged. I am not always as elegant as I was before the accident, but I am still an athlete with tons of energy and smiles and a readiness to serve others.

(Each of you has played an instrumental part in my healing even in this short time. I do want this healing and supportive environment to continue to be a daily part of my life. It is my desire to live and work here at the Zen Center.)

3. Your experiences studying and or practicing Buddhism or other spiritual traditions (other than at San Francisco Zen Center).

Let me began with the Zen Center. My morning meditation has been a source of peace. It has grown into my Guest Student opportunity, and my integration with the community. I have so much to learn--form, mind, and mediation, but, I have a love of the principles of Zen. I attempt to practice it every moment. Zen, in other words is a lifelong learning and relearning experience. Every minute I am transformed, and learn something new. I deeply honor this experience and look forward to a Residential practice at the Zen Center.

I, also, attend Grace Cathedral on Sundays, and I enjoy the Women’s Community Meeting held once a month. I have attended Grace since 2005 when I began going to Yoga on the Labyrinth. We were about fourteen people to begin with until Daren Main began teaching; and he has grown the community to over seven hundred. Daren is an amazing teacher, and a good friend. I am so happy for his success, and I will be glad to begin practicing yoga with Daren soon.

My understanding and pursuit of Buddhism, as well as, a more fully expressed meditation practice began when I found Tibetan Buddhism. I attended the Dalai Lama’s 60th birthday party in New York. A Tibetan family adopted me that night. I was so full of joy; I had to have more. I then attended the conference the Dalai Lama held at UCLA. I bring this joy into everything I do, and I thank all of them every day for it.

4. Significant physical, Psychological or emotional difficulties, particularly those for which you have received professional help or been hospitalized.

Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD)

Mayo Clinic

PTSD is a mental health condition that's triggered by a terrifying event — either experiencing it or witnessing it. Symptoms may include flashbacks, nightmares and severe anxiety, as well as uncontrollable thoughts about the event

www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/post.../definition/con-20022540

Bipolar-Disorder

Mayo Clinic

Bipolar disorder, formerly called manic depression, causes extreme mood swings that include emotional highs (mania or hypomania) and lows (depression).

Bipolar disorder - Mayo Clinic

5. Current use of prescription medications. List medications and briefly describe the conditions being treated.

Lithium

Lithium carbonate is a medication that works in the brain to treat bipolar disorder. It is approved for the treatment of bipolar disorder and acute mania. Bipolar disorder involves episodes of depression and/or mania.

NAMI: Link missing.

https://www.nami.org/Learn.../Lithium

Klonopin

(clonazepam) is a benzodiazepine. ... Clonazepam is also a seizure medicine, also called an anti-epileptic drug. Klonopin is used to treat certain seizure disorders (including absence seizures or Lennox-Gastaut syndrome) in adults and children.

Klonopin Uses, Dosage, Side Effects & Warnings - Drugs.com

https://www.drugs.com/klonopin.html

Gabapentine

Neuropathic pain is pain coming from damaged nerves. It differs from pain messages carried along healthy nerves from damaged tissue (a fall, cut, or arthritic knee). Neuropathic pain is treated by different medicines than pain from damaged tissue. Medicines like paracetamol or ibuprofen are not effective in neuropathic pain, while medicines that are sometimes used to treat depression or epilepsy can be very effective in some people with neuropathic pain.

Cochrane

http://www.cochrane.org/CD007938/SYMPT_gabapentin-chronic-neuropathic-pain-and-fibromyalgia-adults

6. History of alcohol, or substance abuse. Please list any treatment programs

None

7. Current tobacco use?

None

8. Any past or current eating disorders?

None

9. Any current medical problems?

I am recovering from bi-lateral foot surgery from June of 2014. Although my feet have healed I am still learning how to move, and my balance is an ongoing process of relearning. Neither of these issues interferes with my performance. I look forward to getting back into yoga as I have just discovered I am able to do the “downward dog” pose.

I, also, am recovering from a back injury. It has healed, but I do suffer muscular pain from it. I have found I am able to perform all the tasked the Work Leader has assigned me during my time as a Guest Student without difficulty.

Also, I have enjoyed the opportunity to sit in the Zendo. I am finding props to support my knees so that I may sit on the Tanami mats. I look forward to trying the different chairs until I find the proper position for both my feet and my back.

10. Any other limitations that would prevent you from participating fully in the daily schedule.

None

[nyfacurrent]

Monday Motivation | Be a Lifelong Learner

Kick off your week with Monday Motivation!

Tip of the week

Take a moment to think about how technology has changed your working life already. It’s likely to change your work even more, and the skills that are required in your current position will likely be different from the skills you’ll need 5, 10, or 20 years down the road. Pay attention to changes in your field and take advantage of training opportunities. Need to be convinced further? This Brookings Institution article provides more context. 

This week’s highlighted jobs:

Web Designer COUSIN Brooklyn, NY

President and CEO American Composers Forum Saint Paul, MN

Finance Coordinator Brooklyn Arts Council  Brooklyn, NY

Development Manager Washington Project for the Arts Washington, DC

Managing Director Artists Repertory Theatre Portland, OR

This week’s highlighted opportunities:

Black and White Photography Book Manuscript Open Call Lost Alphabet Cheyenne, WY

Ekard Artist Residency  Bucknell University Lewisburg, PA

Creative Technology in Art and Design Azarian McCollough Art Gallery Sparkill, NY

Contemporary Photography 2008-2018 Site: Brooklyn Brooklyn, NY

This post is part of a regular blog series, NYFA Creative Careers. Let us know what careers you’d like to learn more about by visiting us on Twitter: @nyfacurrent and using the hashtag #NYFAClassifieds.

Find more jobs and opportunities on NYFA Classifieds.

- Molly Martin, Account Manager, Classifieds

Image: Dannielle Tegeder (Fellow in Printmaking/Drawing/Book Arts ‘17)

[turtlesfordayyyz]

Ekard the Pained, hoarder of pineapples and sketchbooks.

[jrazillashadowworks]

A DAY IN MY LIFE: KAIN EDITION

So this is the short I wrote for the Victubia theme of January, A day in my life, featuring one of my favorite Oc’s, Kain!  Warnings: Adult themes. Violence. Language.  ENJOY! ^,,^ 

Vass, the astoundingly beautiful coastal city of Victubia, spotted with multi-colored stone buildings surrounded by crystal seas and lively, vibrant plant life that seamlessly blended nature and architecture. A never-ending summer paradise, open all year round. Tucked away on a backstreet, away from the hustle and bustle of the boardwalks surrounding the beaches, a very special massage parlor was located.

The structure was tacked on to another building, no longer used, grey stone, mingled with white. Lively shrubs lined the corners, pale roses, stark against the green. A driftwood sign hung on thin chains, above the arched door, carved into the shape of an adorable white cat with crystal blue eyes, curled up, a blue ribbon wrapped around its neck. There was absolutely no way of actually identifying the place as a massage parlor, the only words printed under the cat being the name Demetria.

Inside was rather quaint, with a small waiting room, with a white and blue color scheme, elaborately decorated with expertly sculpted Greek statues. Velvet topped benches lined the walls, bowled potted plants hanging above, vines rolling down in curtains. A curved, crafted driftwood counter protected the back massage room. Scented sea breeze candles were spread about, giving off a relaxing beachside scent. Tantalizingly smooth jazz played from some hidden radio, with an underlay of soft waves, wrapping the relaxing atmosphere with a bow.

The owner of the establishment was far from normal, a tall, ghost of a man of pure muscle, handsome with white hair and eyes black as the void. He looked entirely out of place, dressed in a form-fitting white shirt and tan pants. This job was the direct opposite of what he was used to, just waiting for a customer to show up. Standing up perfectly straight behind the counter, he tenderly pet the snow white cat that curled up on the counter, pose matching that of the sign outside. Demetria the cat, purred contently against his fingertips.

A sudden, shrill ding of the bell attached to the front door alerted them to a customer, a rather exasperated, lanky, middle-aged man with a fancy, primp goatee and slick back hair. He wore high-end clothing, marking him as a wealthy individual. Demetria lost interest quickly, instantly returning to her peaceful slumber. The customer’s eyes fell on the hulk of a man, scanning him up and down more than a few times, his brows raising, not hiding his surprise. “Good grief,” he sighed heavily. “I expected a beautiful woman to be running such a place. Especially with the whole cat sign.” He noticed Demetria. “Oh, there’s an actual cat. Peculiar.”  

“Welcome to Demetria. My name is Kain. How may I help you?” His voice was toneless, expression as stoic as the statues.

The man chuckled, removing his woven hat. “Not very personable.” Looking around, his lip twitched. “You could have made this place easier to find. Seriously, whose idea was it to place this parlor so far off the beaten path?” He gave Kain no time to respond. “Rather fancy for a hole in the wall.”

Kain took no offense at anything he said and just waited for him to answer his earlier question. The customer took the hint and animatedly shrugged. “Well, anyway. I was gifted this slip for a full body massage from the so-called best masseuse in the world by my workers.” Pulling out a long, colorful slip of paper, he took a few steps forward, handing it to Kain. “I don’t know why they didn’t just send me to the nationally renowned Ekard spas but, hey, what can you do? I’m not going to turn down anything free. I do hope you live up to the hype.  They said it’s ‘To die for.’

Examining the paper, Kain had never seen such a thing before. In golden, glittering letters, it mentioned a free massage at Demetria and, nothing else. He was going to debate the authenticity of the slip until, his eyes crossed over the tiniest inkling of a spider ever, nestled within the letters, nearly impossible to make out. Such a thing, only he would notice. Understanding what it meant, he accepted it and motioned his large hand to the backroom. “Please come in, Mr…”

“Penningsworth,” he replied with a pompous confidence. “That should suffice.”

“If you prefer. Right this way, Mr. Penningsworth.”

Kain lead him to the backroom, holding the swivel door open for him. Stepping inside, Penningsworth observed the single massage room. Here the walls were painted to picture perfection the likeness of the city of Oia, in Greece. Whitewashed and multi-colored, curved topped buildings surrounding them, the opposite wall, illustrating the bluff, reaching down into the clear blue ocean, a line of glitter lining the calm waters. The sky was a wash of warm-hued colors, the setting sun, making its decent, bathing things in a soft glow, sparkles inlaid into the walls to glint and sparkle.

As the centerpiece of the room, there was a long, oak wood, leather-topped, foam covered massage bed, with a plush pillow at its forefront. Colorful bottles of different oils sat neatly on a rolling table next to the bed, glistening under the light from the ceiling. A towel was folded on the bottom shelf of the table. “Good grief,” Penningsworth exclaimed, expression almost contorted in humored incredulousness. “You really went with the Greek theme huh? Are you Greek or something?”

“No, sir,” Kain simply responded, taking up his position alongside the bed. “I don’t exactly remember where I am from originally.”

Penningsworth scoffed. “Mysterious. You, sir, are very strange.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment. Please, remove your clothes and assume the position.”

His customer suddenly appeared very uncomfortable, an uncontrollable blush setting on his cheeks. “Really wish you were a woman.”

“My apologies.”

“Could you turn around please?”  He demanded more than asked.

“Of course, sir.” Turning his back to him, Kain kept his eyes forward, as Penningsworth begun to undress, mumbling incoherencies. Unfortunately for him, Kain could make all of it out, noting his fragile masculinity, which was rampant in his frantic words.

Once Penningsworth was nude, he lay, back up on the bed, snatching a towel from the table and hastily covering his backside. Almost nervously, he held the pillow under his chin and sighed. “Alright. I’m ready.” As Kain turned, he quickly added. “But don’t get any ideas. I’m not into men.”

“Yes, sir.” Kain was an impenetrable wall when it came to words, not a single syllable getting to him. “Do you have a preferred oil?”

“Sweet almond,” Penningsworth instantly snapped, almost sounding as a gripe.

“Good choice.” Of course, he would choose the most basic of oils, showing just how adventurous he truly was. Taking the bottle, strangely warm in his hands, Kain observed Penningworth’s back. From his first assessment, he could already tell what little effort or strain the man went through in his life.

Gently, Kain drizzled the clear, honey-colored oil in the line down his back, Penningsworth letting out a startled coo. You’d think he was about to be tortured. Reaching down, Kain smoothed out the oil to cover his back. Finally, he got to work, starting out gentle, massaging around his neck, encasing it in his thick hands.

Taking his time, despite the fact that there was no need, he pressed harder the more he went down, into the shoulders and back. With elaborate, curving movements like the beating of wings, he massaged Penningsworth, changing between his large palms, then streaking through with his fingertips. Penningsworth skin was rather firm, slightly giving under the touch. Using his signature style, he begin to soothe green spirits into his muscles through his hands, healing even the tiniest kinks, only present due to the man’s age, not from actual strain.

Within minutes, Penningsworth opened up to Kain, practically crooning under his touch. “Well sir, you are quite the surprise.” He groaned, pleasurable, as his lower back was rubbed down. “This is most definitely the best massage I have ever had. I’ll have to be sure to thank those idiots for sending me here.”

“I’m heartened to hear that.” Kain continued.

“Not a man of many words are you?”

“No, sir.”

“I’m assuming you don’t go out much either, despite living in Vass. You are as pale as a linen sheet on a snow-draped plain.”

“I don’t tan.”

“Clearly. That’s quite the skin condition you got there.”  He chuckled.

“Indeed.”

Mercifully, the conversation ended there, allowing Kain to work in relative silence, save for the ambiance playing over the radio. Penningsworth continued to let out sighs of pure bliss. Finishing up with his feet, Kain moved away. “Here, you can roll over and we can do the front of your body. However, if you do not wish for that, I can work my way back up instead?”

Penningsworth grew silent, clearly wrestling with his own thoughts. Letting out another agitated sigh, he clicked his tongue. “Screw it. Might as well get the entire thing. I can just continue to pretend you are a woman. A very muscular, tall woman.”

“If it suits you.”

Clenching the towel tightly, he made sure to keep covered as he spun onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. As Kain took up position, Penningsworth closed his eyes to no doubt fantasize that he was a woman. Beginning again, Kain massaged him, aiming to indeed give him the best he had ever received. By the reactions he was getting, he seemed to be doing just that, a bit too much, garnering an unwanted response from Penningsworth, though he just ignored it. Once he finished his abdomen and then pectorals, he moved back up to his neck.

Wrapping both hands around his neck, he kneaded it gently, slowly gripping tighter and tighter until he was throttling him. Penningsworth’s eyes shot open, bloodshot as his masseuse drained the life out of him. His neck encased in a steel trap, he gasped futilely, his face turning a sickly shade of blue, tongue lashing out in all directions. Flailing his arms and legs, he kicked over the rolling table. Glaring at Kain in utter despair, unable to scream, to fight back against the behemoth, he simply chocked. Kain’s rippling muscles locked into place, assuring the man’s demise, the man’s neck like a twig. Then, with a swift jerk, SNAP!

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