#fish meal dryer

[fishmealplant]

What is a Fish Meal Dryer?

A fish meal dryer is a machine specifically designed to dry fish meal to the desired moisture level, typically around 10%. The drying process is crucial as it prevents microbial growth and spoilage, thereby extending the shelf life of the fish meal. Fish meal dryers come in various types, including rotary drum dryers, disc dryers, and fluidized bed dryers, each with unique characteristics and advantages.

Features of a Fish Meal Dryer

1. Efficient Drying Capability: Fish meal dryers are built to handle large volumes of wet fish meal efficiently. They utilize advanced drying technologies to ensure uniform and consistent drying, which is essential for maintaining product quality.

2. Energy Efficiency: Modern fish meal dryers are designed to be energy-efficient. They use heat recovery systems and other technologies to minimize energy consumption, making the drying process more cost-effective.

3. Durability and Robustness: Given the demanding nature of fish meal production, fish meal dryers are constructed from durable materials that can withstand high temperatures and corrosive environments. This ensures long-term reliability and minimal downtime.

4. Environmental Considerations: Many fish meal dryers are equipped with pollution control systems to reduce emissions and comply with environmental regulations. This makes them a more sustainable choice for fish meal producers.

How Does a Fish Meal Dryer Work?

1. Feeding: The wet fish meal is fed into the dryer through a conveyor or feeder system. This ensures a steady and controlled flow of material into the dryer.

2. Drying Process: Inside the dryer, the fish meal is exposed to hot air or other drying agents. The specific mechanism depends on the type of dryer used:

Rotary Drum Dryers: The fish meal is tumbled in a rotating drum where it is heated and dried by hot air.

Disc Dryers: The fish meal is spread across heated discs that rotate, facilitating even drying.

Fluidized Bed Dryers: The fish meal is suspended in a stream of hot air, which dries it quickly and uniformly.

3. Moisture Reduction: As the fish meal passes through the dryer, the moisture content is gradually reduced to the desired level. This step is critical for preventing spoilage and ensuring the fish meal's stability.

4. Discharge: The dried fish meal is then discharged from the dryer and moved to the next stage of production, which may include milling, packaging, or storage.

Applications of Fish Meal Dryers

Fish meal dryers are primarily used in fish meal plants, where they are an integral part of the fish meal production process. However, their applications extend to other industries as well:

Animal Feed Production: Dried fish meal is a key ingredient in animal feeds, providing a rich source of protein for livestock, poultry, and aquaculture.

Fertilizer Manufacturing: Fish meal is also used in organic fertilizers, where its nutrient content benefits plant growth.

Industrial Uses: Fish meal is employed in various industrial applications, including pet food production and dietary supplements.

Benefits of Using a Fish Meal Dryer

1. Improved Product Quality: By effectively reducing the moisture content, fish meal dryers help produce high-quality fish meal that is free from spoilage and microbial contamination.

2. Increased Shelf Life: Proper drying extends the shelf life of fish meal, making it more suitable for storage and transportation.

3. Enhanced Economic Value: High-quality, dried fish meal commands a better market price, enhancing the economic value of the product.

A fish meal dryer is an indispensable component in the fish meal production process. It ensures the fish meal is dried to the appropriate moisture content, thereby enhancing its quality, shelf life, and market value. By understanding the features, working principles, and applications of a fish meal dryer, producers can optimize their operations and achieve better results.

[feedsmachinery]

How much does a complete set of fishmeal plant cost?

In fact, in response to this customer's problem, we must first understand one thing. The investment in fishmeal plant https://www.feedsmachinery.com depends more on your production capacity, technology, and the choice of equipment manufacturers. Let's talk about fishmeal equipment from these aspects and price difference.

1.Fish meal processing capacity

The production capacity of fishmeal processing depends on the processing volume of raw materials. Based on the 24h automatic processing of fishmeal processing equipment, we plan the amount of raw materials that need to be processed in one day to decide how large a production line to adopt. For example, the monthly output mentioned by the customer is 100 tons, then it is about 30 tons per day. The processing capacity of fish meal is determined, and then we have a rough plan for the construction of the plant, the investment of equipment, and the improvement of supporting facilities. Next, we will determine the equipment investment of the fishmeal production line according to the selection of the estimated processing technology.

2. Fish meal processing technology

The processing technology of fishmeal is mainly divided into two types, dry fishmeal processing and wet fishmeal processing. Of course, the fishmeal processing equipment required by different processing technologies is different. I will not introduce too much here. Interested friends can check《What's Include In Fish Meal Machine ? 》, introduces the detailed process and specific equipment.

3. Fish meal plant manufacturers

China's fishmeal processing industry started late, so the supporting fishmeal processing equipment is also later than other countries. However, with the rapid development of China's fishmeal processing industry, the supporting fishmeal processing equipment has also made a qualitative leap, and many fishmeal processing equipment manufacturers have also Impacting foreign markets, thanks to the quality and affordable prices of Chinese fishmeal machine, Chinese fishmeal machine is increasingly recognized by users in foreign markets. For fishmeal processing enterprises, more customers are willing to choose Chinese fishmeal plant.

4. The price of fish meal equipment

Finally, we talked about the most concerned question. How much does the whole set of fishmeal equipment cost? Different production lines need to be developed according to different needs of customers. If you are interested, please contact us.The above is the price reference of the whole set of fishmeal equipment production line. Of course, the specific price varies according to the process and equipment manufacturers. The data is for reference only. The core of fishmeal equipment is to solve productivity. As long as it can solve production problems for customers and generate benefits, that is Good fishmeal equipment.

Feeds Machinery provides the design, manufacture, installation, commissioning and after-sales maintenance of a complete set of fishmeal and fish oil production lines machine, and provides customers with complete sewage and waste gas treatment solutions to achieve pollution-free fishmeal industry. Based on years of R&D and production experience of fishmeal plant production lines , Feeds Machinery has launched the Fishmeal Process (FMP), a wet-process fishmeal production process, which is suitable for the production of fishmeal with a raw material capacity of up to 15 tons/hour and above. The produced fishmeal has better quality, high digestibility, low energy consumption and simple operation. If a complete fishmeal and fish oil production and processing system is adopted, the production capacity can be increased by 5% (the digestibility is increased by 3%), and the whole process can be achieved without pollution.

[stevieschrodinger]

Part One Nine

Eddie let Steve dry his hair after the shower. He knew Eddie understood the concept of the hair dryer, he’d felt it before and understood what it did. He’d watched Steve dry Eddie’s book after all, but practice and theory, apparently, can be very different.

Actually having the warm air pointed at Eddie’s head was not the same, and Eddie had, initially, behaved like a startled cat. It hadn’t helped that Steve had laughed so much he’d had to turn it off again and simply stand and wait for the laughter to pass.

He thought he had his shit back together but, no, one look at Eddie’s affronted face and he was gone again, actually crying tears of laughter. Eddie was much braver the second time, so they got there in the end.

They brush their teeth together, elbow to, well, more shoulder than elbow, in the mirror.

Eddie apparently has decided to just skip some steps tonight, and he has no compunction about getting straight into Steve’s bed.

Steve honestly doesn’t mind. He has genuinely slept better the last two night’s he’s spent with Eddie, and, well, he must just like the company.

There’s no breakfast this morning; Eddie is still sleeping. He’s pretty silent when he sleeps, no snoring or breathing sounds really, but Steve can feel that Eddie’s breathing just fine, considering Steve’s woken up spooning him, Eddie’s tail threaded back through Steve’s legs.

Steve has a face full of Eddie’s hair; the shampoo and conditioner routine are definitely making an improvement; Steve wouldn’t go so far as to say it’s soft, but it’s way better than the wiry mess it had been.

Steve rubs idle circles with his hand on Eddie’s tummy, and he can easily tell where the skin changes from...well, kind of human, to...kind of fish. It’s a little tougher, a little firmer.

Steve brings his hand up over what would be Eddie’s hip and back down; he thinks vaguely that he probably wouldn’t be touching like this if Eddie was equipped like a human.

Well, at least not without taking Eddie to dinner first.

Eddie shifts under Steve’s hand; waking up probably, so Steve withdraws. Except he can’t; Eddie gets Steve firmly by the wrist and puts his hand back, the message clear. When Steve doesn’t immediately move, Eddie moves Steve’s hand for him, tracing the same loop, “good, good,” Eddie tells him, “called?”

“Touch,” Steve says quietly to the back of Eddie’s head, “it’s called touch. I’m touching you.”

“Touch many many many good.”

Steve snorts a laugh, “that many goods is...perfect.”

“Perfect?”

“Good good good. Many many good. The most good. All the good. Perfect.”

Eddie makes an assessing noise, thinking, “Stee perfect.”

Steve snorts a laugh, but can also feel himself blushing with it, and hides his face against Eddie’s shoulder.

Eddie melts into the touch. Which, it makes sense really, doesn’t it? By the sound of it, Eddie was alone in the upside down, pretty much always fighting for his next meal, and then in that tank under Starcourt…Eddie’s probably never known a nice touch...well, ever. It makes sense he’d like it now.

Steve thinks Eddie may have actually fallen asleep again, his body is so lax and still, Steve himself snoozing a little, soothed by the hypnotic movements of his own hand, but then the phone rings and they both startle.

For a split second, Steve considers ignoring it, but he knows he can’t. Not with everything that’s happened; it could be important.

Steve sighs, sitting on the couch next to Eddie, trying to figure out what the fuck they’re going to do.

“Out?” Eddie asks again, pointing down the hall, “Eddidie not safe?”

“No, I know buddy, but you won’t be safe here either.” And fuck the pool should be drained for the winter by now, he’s going to have to do that too, before his parents get back tomorrow.

“Not safe Hawkins Indiana?” Eddie queries.

“It’s just for a few days, hopefully. I just need to figure out what to do, just let me think.”

Eddie sits quietly, plucking at the ruined bottom edge of his sweater.

Steve growls with frustration, “parents.”

“Parents?”

“Yeah buddy...uhm,” Steve gets a photo off the mantelpiece and brings it back, “this is my mum and dad.”

“Mum dad,” Eddie points, just like when he learned the kids names, “friends?”

“No. No not friends,” Eddie frowns tilting his head, “not safe?”

“Not safe for Eddie,” Steve confirms, “I’m going to have to call Hopper.”

“Grass Hopper?” Eddie immediately perks up. He’d followed one across the lawn when the weather was still warmer, and the memory has obviously stuck.

“No, different Hopper,” but Steve can’t help but smile.

Eddie perks up when the doorbell rings, “Hopper? Kids? Birdidie?”

“It’s Hopper, Buddy.”

Steve goes and gets the door, only when he opens it, he's greeted by Joyce and Hopper, “Oh. Hi, Joyce, I wasn’t, uhm, expecting you.”

“You have a mermaid from The Upside Down living in your pool and you think my boys didn’t tell me? After everything?”

“Right,” Steve says, backing up to let them both in, “so you knew too?”

“She rang me when Jon and Will confessed.”

“Right, no wonder you didn’t sound surprised.”

“Oh no,” Hopper takes off his coat, “I already knew, El told me the night Starcourt burned down.”

“Right,” Steve sighs, “of course.”

Hopper helps himself to a beer, eyeing the picture on the fridge, “Eddie drew it,” Steve tells him.

“Huh.”

Eddie sits patiently on the couch. Hopper eyes him like he might sprout tentacles any second, but Joyce says, “Hi Eddie, how are you?” In her kindest most motherly voice, and Steve knows he’s already won Joyce over without even doing anything.

“Hi. Good,” Eddie replies, and watching Eddie engage in conversation with a total stranger, even if it is only a few words, fills him with pride.

“Eddie, this is Joyce, and Hopper.”

“Joyce. Hopper.” He slurs a little over Joyce, but it’s more than recognizable.

“Joyce is Will and Jon’s mom. Hopper is El’s dad.”

Eddie frowns, and Steve recognizes Eddie’s processing face immediately, Eddie shakes his head, pointing at the mantle, “mom, dad.”

“Yeah, they’re my,” Steve taps his own chest, “mom and dad. Hopper is Els dad. Joyce is Wills mom.”

Steve almost sees the light bulb moment, when it clicks for Eddie what Steve means, “book,” Eddie leans over, retrieving his now really rather worn encyclopedia from amongst his stack of work books on the coffee table.

Hopper’s watching him like he might suddenly become a bomb that needs diffusing, but Joyce is learning forward in her chair, eyes kind and focused, hands clasped, clearly enamored of Eddie and what he’s doing.

“Stee?”

“Yeah Buddy?”

Eddie has the book open, and Steve leans over to look. It’s a page about frogs. The picture shows artfully drawn frogspawn, then tadpoles, then something Steve is just now learning is called a ‘froglet’, which is just basically a tiny frog with a tadpole tail, and then the final arrow points to a fully fledged frog.

Eddie points to the tadpoles, “El, Will, Stee,” and then he points to the big frog, “Hopper. Joyce. Mom. Dad.”

“Yeah Buddy, that’s right! You got it,” Eddie grins big and proud, finally figuring it out.

“Oh wow, he’s so clever, could he talk at all, when he first got here?”

“No. He didn’t understand anything, really.”

“Steve that’s so impressive, for him to come this far in, well, weeks, really, is amazing.”

And it has been pushing a couple of months, really, but yeah, Steve gets what Joyce means.

Eddie eyes Hopper and his drink, “Stee. Not later.”

It takes Steve a second, but he gets there, “no, but we could have later now.”

Eddie nods, so Steve goes and gets a beer. Both Hopper’s eyebrows are in his hairline, “you let him drink beer?”

“We only share one,” Steve says, a little defensively.

Eddie grasped the idea of going somewhere in the car really fast. That part was easy. Explaining that the tent needed to come down? Not so much.

Joyce and Hopper have gone again, Hopper with the promise of rearranging the cabin a little with El, and then getting Eddie appropriate groceries. Hopefully it’s only for a couple of days, but Steve has no idea with his parents.

He didn’t want to just send Eddie off with a stranger, even if it is Hopper, so he agreed to bring Eddie over this evening, after he set the pool draining and removed all traces of Eddie from the house.

He wanted to just put Eddie’s things in the bottom of his closet, show Eddie that he wasn’t getting rid of anything. That it would all be there for him when he gets back. Even the tent can be folded and squirreled away in the garage; even if Steve is already dreading putting the thing back up again.

Eddie had packed a bag with no problem, and then watched out of the window as Steve had put it in the car. There wasn’t much he wanted; his book and a coloring book, his walkie (with fresh batteries), some notebooks, his four jerseys and some pencils. His toothbrush.

Steve felt a little bad that Eddie hadn’t somehow accumulated more stuff, but Eddie didn’t seem fussed about it.

He seems fussed about this though, where he’s planted himself squarely in the mouth of the tent and just...won’t move.

He has his hands on what must be a vague approximation of where his hips would be, and Steve figures he’s done that to himself; there’s only one person Eddie could have picked that up from, and it’s him.

“Buddy,” Steve sighs, “we have to go to Hopper’s, okay? So I will put the tent back as soon as I can.”

“No.”

Steve gets up, goes and gets a box from the garage and brings it back. Eddie has stuck his head out to watch Steve, but otherwise hasn’t moved, “look, you can pack it yourself, okay? It’ll be safe, I promise. But we have to do this. No tent. Tent bad for Steve.”

“Why?”

Steve closes his eyes for a second, he really, truly, hates the ‘why?’

“Because...my dad he...he won’t like it. And it’ll be...bad.”

Steve doesn’t know how to explain that the house has to be exactly as they left it, even though the only come back for four weeks a year, if that.

“Bad?”

Steve nods, “dad might...be angry,” Eddie’s frown deepens, “he might...tell Steve bad.”

Eddie frowns, wrestling with the concept, “tell ow?”

“Yeah. Yeah probably,” Steve admits, even though he really doesn’t want to.

Eddie relents, backing up into the tent. He looks unhappy though, as he starts handing Steve things. Two folded towels; Steve replaces these periodically when Eddie brings him damp ones and asks for fresh ones. The slinky. The rubber duck. The Rubik's cube.

Eddie’s bucket, filled with short bits of twig, pine cones and tufts of dried grass, things that may have been flowers at some point.

An antler. Which Steve just, honestly, stares at for a minute, “where did you find this Buddy?”

Eddie points, “tree.”

“Right,” and Steve’s left wondering just how far Eddie goes when Steve’s not here. A delicate, perfectly clean, bird skull follows immediately after, and Steve decides to not even ask. He nestles it carefully in the bucket.

The ground mats follow, and then Steve watches as Eddie reaches up. He frees something from the middle pole, the one that runs across the top of the tent. A necklace, shining silver. Four rings follow, still tangled with the long stems of dried grass Eddie had used to fix them up there. Steve recognizes it all immediately; Eddie’s been in his parents room.

More specifically, his mothers jewellery box. Eddie looks so dejected, so guilty, “buddy, it’s okay, but I have to put these back. You know that, right?”

“In?” Eddie asks, pointing to the house.

“Yeah buddy but...you can have them back, after, okay?” Steve carefully slips Eddie’s treasure into his pocket.

Part Eleven

[hannibals-favourite-meal]

I kinda hate myself for asking this but can I get more of Your Personal Ghost?? Maybe a part two or just more of him in general??

.⋆｡Your Bandit｡⋆.

Brahms Heelshire x plus size reader

With the disappearance of all of your panties, some new information comes to light that isn’t as unwelcome as you thought it would be

Warnings: panty stealing, fluff, swearing, writer!reader WC: 1k

Minors DNI

Part 1

Library- @hannibals-favourite-meal-library

“I swear I just did laundry.” You muttered, frustrated as you stared down at your mostly empty underwear drawer. Your panties had been disappearing at quite an alarming rate but they always ended up in your laundry hamper even if you couldn’t quite remember if you ever even wore them.

You sighed and slammed the drawer shut. Dressed only in an oversized t-shirt, you stomped your way down to the laundry room in some deluded idea that maybe the washer had somehow eaten your underwear. 

The small room in the basement of the house echoed with your aggravated curses as you dug through not only the washing machine but also the dryer and the linen closet in the corner. But nope- no panties, dirty or otherwise. 

“I give up!” You threw your hands into the air. “Whatever ghost is in this stupid fucking house, stop taking my fucking underwear! I need that shit!” You received no reply back except the house groaning as it settled. “I hate this place.”

Fishing a pair of leggings from the dryer, you tugged them on angrily as you muttered to yourself under your breath. “I’m gonna blow all my savings on fucking panties and ya know what, they’ll just go missing again. This is such bullshit.” Stomping away from the laundry room, you were dead-set on restoring your supply of undergarments and keeping it that way. No pervy ghost would get the better of you.

The wall by the front door creaked ominously as you stuffed your feet into the worn sneakers you couldn’t seem to part from. You didn’t even bother to address your haunted mansion, only stepping into the brisk morning and slamming the door shut behind you. It would be a long drive to the shops but it would give you time to plan your revenge.

——————

Your anger had dissolved to almost nothing by the time you pulled back into the driveway, getting home a lot later than you expected. It was stupid to think that the house was haunted; it was old, sure and a questionable history, no doubt. But haunted? That was idiotic at best. Yeah, you heard the ghost stories and still couldn’t find it in yourself to take down any of the creepy family portraits scattered around the eerie hallways. You were just lonely and in desperate need of some inspiration for your stagnating writing.

Your sigh was carried off on the breeze as you stepped from your car. The heat still emanating from the engine gave you a brief respite from the cold while you gathered yourself. “I’m losing my fucking mind.” The plastic bag stuffed full of brand new panties crinkled as you pulled it from the back seat, along with a well-deserved (in your opinion) bag of Chinese food from the only takeaway shop in a 50 mile radius. 

Too lost in your own head, you didn’t notice the light on in one of the empty bedrooms and the dark silhouette against the thick glass of the window. Maybe if you had, you would’ve thought better than to call out into the house as you took off your shoes. “Honey! I’m home!” 

You chuckled to yourself at your little joke, completely oblivious to the barely audible footsteps above you. The bag of panties landed with a soft thud at the foot of the stairs as you passed by it, a gentle reminder to bring them upstairs once you had your fill of bland food and plenty of wine. 

The huge shadow that darted behind the wall followed after you, far closer than it normally was though, as usual, you were ignorant to its presence. You hummed under your breath as you laid out your feast on the kitchen table. The food was now only lukewarm though you didn’t mind, the cheap bottle of red sitting in the pantry would warm you up plenty.

You pulled the cork from the bottle stem with a satisfying pop, too occupied by your task to see the large painting of a landscape lift itself from its place on the wall. The squeak of the Styrofoam covered the creak of the floorboards as a heavy weight settled on them. 

Just as you pulled out a kitchen chair, you heard heavy breathing over your shoulder.

“Welcome home.” The voice that rang out through the room was a strange mixture of that of a young boy and a grown man. Your entire body froze as fear shot through your veins. The house settled into silence as your gaze creeped to where the voice had come from.

Standing in front of a man-sized hole in the wall was a veritable giant. He loomed over you, even at a distance, his body wide with sinewy muscle that was barely covered by the large cardigan he wore. Greasy black curls hung down over his face or rather what should have been his face. The orange glow of the kitchen lights bounced off the cracked white porcelain, making his dark brown eyes stand out as they shone with anxiety.

“I’ve been waiting for you, I missed you.” His paw-like hands clasped together in front of him, his fingers nervously intertwining as he waited for you to do something, anything.

Your lips parted and there was only one thing you could think of to say. “You took my underwear.” His whole body curled in on itself as he cringed like a little kid when they would get in trouble. His head bobbed. “How- how long have you been here?”

“My whole life.” He answered. His huge shoulders dropped as he lowered his head, looking at you through his eyelashes. 

“Holy shit, you’re Brahms.” The boy who supposedly died in a fire in this very house almost 20 years ago. Suddenly you knew why you got this house for so fucking cheap. “And you’ve been watching me?” His nod was slow, almost as if he were ashamed. 

“You’re nice.” He simpered.

“Oh fuck,” You whined, “This is a great idea for a book. C’mon get some food, I suppose that neither of us are going anywhere for a while.” He lumbered over, his eyes still wary but the slight pink tint that you could see spreading down his neck told you just how pleased he was with this development.

“Were you the one deleting my writing?” Brahms’s breath hitched and before you could blink, he grabbed a box of fried rice and scurried back into the hole in the wall.

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[aonungyoufuck]

Runaway {Part 9}

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DNI/BYF

Ao'nung x Fem sully reader.

Synopsis: its been a long time. Far to long but Ao'nung makes you diner. Still in the courting phaze. Honestly its just little bit of fluff.

Ao’nung felt it. The water wasn't exactly like home. It was almost a little suffocating. But he figured since you adapted to his home he could adapt to this one. 

He had been thankful that the first day here he had began marking it on his spear before translating it to a board. It had been exactly one year and six months. And he's done his best to keep track of dates. And if memory serves him right. It was almost his birthday too. 

He would say courting has gone well. 

Alongside all that he’s managed to adapt kind of well to the forest. Sure he sucks are climbing, he still can't hunt unless you help. And there are no Ikran here to tame. But hes made Progress with what you two had to work with. 

His skin feels dryer than normal and he’s spending more time in the water. Which helped in making tools and collecting more food that way. 

But you took notice of it too. Luckily for you on one day where he was deep into the lake. You manage to sneak into his hut. Finding the wood that he had been carving. And lucky for you. You also remembered what day his birthday fell on. 

“What are you doing in here?”

“Ao’nung! God i swear one day im going to drop dead from fright” You poke. 

The little pod was nothing like back home. And you could tell it could use some work. 

“Just came to see if i can help fix up your little area a little. All i have to worry bout is my hammock so i thought you may want me to fix it up a little?”

He rose a brow before sighing. “Sure. I mean i know this place is falling apart too” 

“Plus i have a slug coating that can help with the wood rot.” You commented back. 

He smiled. Extending his hand out. In it a small but shiny crystal. One that he had made sure to polish and refine to perfection. 

“For you” 

“Ao’nung..Where did you find this?” 

“There’s surprisingly a lot of stuff at the bottom of this lake”

Now When he had first began to court you He had no one to talk to. But he did remember Lo’ak asking him how to go about courting his sister. So he had a minor clue on your courting rituals not being the same. 

And he was a little bit reluctant to ask you. But you had told him however he wants to, You are more than willing to accept his courting rituals. 

You took notice of the hole that he most likely drilled into the stone. Smiling, taking the hand you wove it into your hair. 

“Ao’nung your hand..” 

Ao’nung quickly took his hand away from yours. “Its nothing” 

“Does it hurt?”  

His hands were dry and blistering. Slightly red at his knuckles and finger tips. “No. Kind of”

“You should have told me” 

“I didnt want you to worry any more than you have” 

“Ao’nung”

You grabbed his hand. Careful with the blisters as you gently peppered them with kisses. “Prepare me a fire, please?” 

“What for?”

“Well, i still have year of Tsahik training under my knowledge. Not to mention we are in the forest” 

Ao’nung rolled his eyes, smirking a little as he could only help but sigh. “Alright alright fine. Just be safe alright?”

“Dont worry love. Ill be back soon” You bid him a quick goodbye before heading off again. 

Ao’nung was glad you hadn’t looked more into the place. He had been working hard on making you the greatest meal he could make. Cooking or preparing food wasn’t his strong suit. But watching his mother and Tsireya for so many years he picked up a thing or two. 

He figured you were also tired of the Teylu and the fish he could gather. Lucky for him he had found fruits a while ago and had planted only two. It had borne good fruit and he was Glad. He wanted to try some more. 

He was glad too that Kiri had showed him your Omatikaya spiciest dish. 

You were taking your time. But he was glad too for the food was ready by the time he had finally seen you come by. 

“Ao’nung… Oh! What’s this all about?” 

“ I thought you may like if i prepared food for you this time” 

You smiled Sitting next to him as you looked at the fire and the food. “I love it thank you” 

Ao’nung handed you his hands. But not before giving you a new Clay Bowl. 

It had been like this since you two ran off. You would provide the highest amount of food, And he would provide the materials. Given that he had better access to it. But he wanted to bring up a point tonight. 

So while you began to mash the paste and wrap his hands he decided to speak. 

“Do you think. Maybe you could teach me to hunt some more?” 

“I can. But are you sure? I mean you have been spending a lot more time in the water”

“I want to provide more for you. How will you accept me if i do not?”

“I have accepted you a long time ago dear Ao’nung” 

Ao’nung didn’t know if it was because of the lack of people. But you had been so bold. And it made him more reserved.  Shy which he never was. It made his heart beat for you more. 

“If you want to know, I can teach you. But Know that im okay with the system we have”

“I like to provide. But i will admit it was fun to cook” Ao’nung admitted. 

You smiled. Kissing his hands as you noticed that his skin on his legs was also cracking. 

He looked so dry compared to the amount of time he was spending in the water. It concerned you and you made yourself a mental note to make more paste just in case it ever bled. 

You also took this as a good way to make sure he was eating. Giving he looked a little more sunken in than usual

“Alright alright you big baby ill teach you”  You could only smile. 

Laying down next to each other wasn’t uncommon but it was often that you didn't do this. Staring out into the sky. It was nice to see it. To feel the wind pass you by. To let the wonders of pandora engulf you. 

“What is that?” Ao’nung commented, making you look at what had gingerly landed on his hand. 

“Atokirina” You let out a gasp as you took a look at the wood sprite that had landed on Ao’nung. 

Little by little and one by one they surrounded you two. Engulfing you in a light show you could only dream of. 

Feeling like the young adults you were two years ago when Ao’nung had told you those sweet nothings. 

“There must be a tree of souls nearby,” you commented. Laughing a little as you watched them leave. 

“We should go find it one day” Ao’nung suggested. 

“No. It is sacred to another clan. It would be rude if we did so” 

Ao’nung could only laugh at your words. 

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“One year Tonowari” Ronal spoke through her tired voice. All this time she had wept for her son. She often stayed in her pod helping when needed and leaving when left alone. 

Her voice lost its fierce strength and now it was tired. Strained and harsh because she had grown so tired of it. Tired of wanting to understand why Ao’nung had left. 

But she knew. She knew too well and she oftentimes found herself upset for  not making an effort to understand her son’s devotion to you. 

“I know Ma Ronal” 

“What is this Tonowari” she spoke. She was so worried. And whilst she blamed you in the beginning. She was worried for you too. It was like having another Daughter. For Eywa’s sakes

She had accepted Lo’ak to Court Tsireya as to not lose her too. Oftentimes she found herself by the spirit tree. Wondering, asking for their safe return. Asking her that if you two return, she will happily take you two back. No matter the costs. 

Ateyo had grown so quickly and she was missing out on her oldest son. 

She would clean his spear, his nets and anything just so that if he were to come back. He would be coming back to what was normal. 

Oftentimes Tonowari found her. Reliving the memories of Ao’nung. Like a baby he was. Like the young boy he was. The Kid Ronal Adored so much now that he was gone. He too prayed to Eywa for your return soon. For it broke his heart to much to see her in such pain.

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[bellysoupset]

Alas! Finally the kitty fic:

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It wasn't raining, it was pouring. Jonah winced as he looked out of the window, tugging on the sleeves of his sweater and walking across the room, so he could turn up the thermostat a little bit.

It was quite the uneventful Friday. Leo had court today, so he was late and hadn't texted, but Jon wasn't worried, since that was par for the course. He had done his clinic hours in the morning and then gone home, spending the rest of the evening fixing up the place.

Vince wasn't a super messy guy, but he wasn't extra neat either and he had been unable to move for a while. Now he was back in the dorms, despite Leo complaining it was silly not to stay another week, at least so he could remove the sling, but Vin was nothing if not a very proud guy.

So now he was gone and Jonah couldn't help but relax a little bit. He had liked having the guy around and liked helping his friend, feeling like his care actually was being translated into understandable, tangible acts, but he was also very relieved to have him gone. It was good to have home just to the two of them again.

Jonah huffed as he fished out a pair of Vin's socks from the washing machine and rolled his eyes, throwing it in the dryer alongside the rest of their clothes.

This was something else that was new. Doing laundry.

He used to simply send his clothes down, his fancy building had a laundry service and they sent up the clothes ironed and smelling amazing. Leo, though, was against them using it. In his own words "you're a fucking adult, just use your washing machine."

So they did laundry now, or at least everything except for Leo's suits and Jon's fussy shirts, because neither of them were about to iron those.

Jon was sorting the frozen meals - finally they could have lactose again - when the landline rang. No one ever phoned him home, ever, so he frowned and reached for it immediately.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Banks, hello. It's Matthew from the front desk," the older man said and Jonah raised his eyebrows as he wondered why the call. Certainly they hadn't received any packages past six o'clock when it was raining hell outside.

"Hi, Matthew," Jon frowned, "what's the matter?"

"I might be overstepping, sir," Matthew sounded a little fearful, "but Mr. Wagner's been sitting in his car in the garage for at least thirty minutes now and I'm a little concerned."

"How did-"

"The cameras, sir," Matthew explained and Jon nodded, realizing a minute later the man couldn't see him.

"You're not overstepping at all, Matthew, thank you for calling. I'm gonna go check on him, thanks."

"You're welcome, sir. Have a nice evening."

Jonah hung up and immediately went to retrieve his phone. There was no new text from Leo. Uh. Very weird.

He put his shoes back on and left the apartment, deciding to investigate.

True to what Matthew had said, Leo was sitting in his own car - a much older car, that Jonah generally despised with his whole being. The driver's door was open, one of Leo's legs hanging outside and the engine was off.

"Leo?" Jon asked, stepping closer and beyond confused, "baby, what are you doing sitting here?"

"Hey..." Leo sounded exhausted, but most importantly, his voice had a super soft characteristic that sent alarm bells through Jon. He moved closer to get a good look of his boyfriend and then frowned.

Leo was soaked wet. His suit, his tie, his hair, everything was a shade darker, as if he had jumped on the deep end of a pool instead of just catching some rain before getting in the car. His face was really pale.

"What the hell happ- What's that?" Jonah interrupted himself as he realized Leo was holding something to his chest.

"It's a kitty," Leo said softly, then sniffled grossly and Jon started to get the full situation. He ignored the cat and reached in, planting his hand to Leo's forehead. It was burning up.

"You have a fever, Leo," Jonah said flatly, "a high one, I'm guessing. Where did you get that thing?"

"Don't call him that," Leo scoffed, gently playing with one of the kitten's triangular ears, "he's so sweet-"

"Don't kiss that!" Jonah scolded as he watched, with a grimace, as his boyfriend planted a kiss on top of the animal's little head, "it's probably full of diseases!"

"Don't be mean," Leo scoffed, smoothing the cat's fur, "he was crying behind the courthouse, behind some boxes."

"I'm guessing you got yourself soaked trying to capture it?" Jonah rolled his eyes, "okay, baby, get out of the car. You need to get out of these wet clothes, they're probably freezing."

"He had no one," Leo whined, not moving as he continued to pet the cat, "he was all alone, there was no mom..."

"Okay, Leo," Jonah rolled his eyes, grabbing his arm and pulling him out, "we're gonna get that thing to a shelter, but first you need a hot shower-"

"Shelter?" Leo's blue eyes were sparkling with the fever, big on his face. He squeezed the cat closer to his chest, causing the little animal to meow and paw at his tie, "no shelter," he blinked quickly, "please, Jon, not a shelter..."

Jonah frowned. He knew this voice well enough now to know this was something deeper, a trigger just waiting for him to be dumb enough and pull it. Instead he shook his head, "Okay, no shelter. I'm sure someone at the hospital will love it-"

"I'm not giving him away" Leo scoffed, once again kissing the cat and causing Jonah to cringe in disgust, "look. at. him, Jon," he held the pet to Jon's face, "he's the cutest thing! And- And he was all alone! And he needed someone... He needs a family!"

"Okay..." Jonah cringed, ignoring the cat's pitiful face right under his chin, instead looking at his boyfriend, "baby, let's just go upstairs, alright?"

Leo nodded, hiccupping and causing Jon to frown as he slammed the door shut, "is your belly upset?"

"No, I'm just cold," he said, teeth chattering, "you like him, don't you?" he continued to pet the cat, "he's so cute."

Jonah rolled his eyes, "yeah, adorable," he pushed Leo towards the elevator, "when did this fever hit you?"

"I have a fever?" Leo asked, completely enthralled by the kitten in his arms, "I think he's not a stray, his spots look fancy."

"It's a cat, Leo," Jonah huffed, cupping his boyfriend's cheeks, "baby, when did you start feeling sick?"

"I'm not sick," Leo pushed his hand away, grabbing his wrist and forcing Jonah to pet the cat, "what should we name him?"

Jonah stared at it, unimpressed. He had never been a pet person, ever. Not even back when he was a kid, his mom used to keep fancy birds and his father had one hunting dog, but Jonah had kept his distance from both pets.

The kitten meowed, still busy playing with Leo's tie. It was a really small thing, with big blue eyes and white fur, with some dark beige spots all over it. It's nose was a dark brown triangle and yeah, it was alright.

"Leo, can you answer me, please?"

"What about?" Leo sniffled again, resting his head on Jon's shoulder and smiling at the kitten, "hi, babyyy..."

"When did you start feeling sick?" Jonah repeated the question, pressing his lips to the blonde's forehead. He was burning up.

"Uhm, I was feeling pretty crappy during court..." Leo's voice broke and he grimaced, pressing a fist to his mouth as he started to cough, "I guess-" he coughed again, startling the animal, that started to climb his suit jacket, "after lunch...? Hey, where are you going..."

Jonah glared as the cat tried to hook it's claws on his sweater, "get it off of me."

"He's not gonna hurt you, he's just exploring," Leo said, his voice a lot more scratchier, "c'mere, sweetheart..."

"Stop kissing this thing, Leo, you're gonna get mono or fucking toxoplasmosis from it."

"Toxo-what?" Leo chuckled, "the pregnant women thing?" he clearly found it amusing, as he snuggled closer to Jon, trying to steal his warmth, "he's not gonna make me sick, don't be silly."

"Sure," Jonah let out a sigh of relief as the elevator came to a stop, "okay... Give me the thing."

"You mean the kitty?" Leo pouted, holding it defensively.

"Yeah, you need to get in the shower, baby. You're freezing to death," Jonah made a face as he attempted to grab the cat so Leo could shower. The blonde jumped back, his shoes squishing water.

"You're not gonna get rid of him, are you?" he pouted, holding the kitten close to his heart, "I love him."

Jon scoffed, "took you months to say I love you to me, you prick," he said, trying once again to grab the kitten. The animal hissed at him and Leo immediately cooed.

"See, he knows you're trying to get rid of him," Leo glared at him, "I'm not gonna give you the kitty."

"Oh for fuck's sake, Leo!" Jonah exclaimed, moving faster and snatching the pet, only to be scratched. He dropped it, by accident and the kitten immediately ran from him, hiding under the couch, "ah, bloody hell-"

"Why would you do that!" Leo cried out, rushing to the couch, "he didn't do anything to you, stop being such a fucking grinch!" he dropped to all fours near the couch and reached out with a hand, saying softly "here pspspsp, c'mere sweetheart..."

Jonah stared at him, then back at his hand. Baby claws or not, the kitten had managed to break skin and left a little bloody cut on the back of his hand. He pinched his nose bridge, "Leo-"

"He's got no one!" Leo shouted at him, not even bothering to look his way, "and he needs us!"

"You're sick," Jonah sighed, rubbing his temple, "the fever is making you emotional. A pet is a big responsibility-"

"I'm not emotional," Leo scoffed, falling on his ass and glaring at him, "I've always wanted a pet. This is my home. He needs a family. We're keeping him."

Jonah's mouth dropped and he tried to come up with an argument - one that wasn't absolutely not - but instead he snapped it shut, "can we talk about this tomorrow?"

"No," Leo shook his head, then coughed in the crook of his elbow. Deep, chesty coughs that made Jonah want to step closer and rub his back, an instinct he fought valiantly and stood his ground. Leo rasped for breath and glared at him again, "no. I'm not budging on this, Jon. I want it."

"And I don't want it," Jonah frowned, but he could feel his own will quickly melting away. It was rare Leo was ever this adamant about something. Clearly this was important.

"I'm not gonna beg for it," Leo's voice was steel, rasp be damned.

Jon shook his head, "I don't want you to beg. I want us to talk..." he trailed off, then rolled his eyes as the cat slipped from under the couch and climbed between Leo's legs, sitting on his lap like a pocket sized leopard. It was a little bit cute, he conceded, "is this a deal breaker for you?"

"Yes," Leo's said strongly, although his shoulders dropped as he realized the battle won.

Jonah nodded, then glared at the cat, "we're not naming it something stupid like Snowball."

"Okay," Leo grinned.

"And it stays off the bedroom."

"Okay," Leo's smile only grew.

"And stop kissing that thing until we get it checked by a vet."

"Fine, done," Leo said happily, "can we go to a vet in the morning?"

"Sure," Jon rolled his eyes, "now give me the cat, you need a shower still."

"Be gentle with him," Leo said softly, picking up the cat and the quickly kissing it one last time, causing Jon to scowl at him, "couldn't help it."

"You're not kissing me," Jon scoffed, pointing the hallway and taking the kitten, "go wash up, I'll- I'll find a box for- For him."

"Look at it, Jon," Leo smiled, using the couch to pull himself up, "he's adorable."

"If you say so," Jonah looked down at the cat and yeah, it was a little fucking adorable, trying to climb his sweater and meowing pitifully, "shower, Leo."

"I'm going," Leo said, still with a huge smile on his face and a dreamy look on his glazed eyes, "I'm just... Just give me a second."

Jonah let out a huff and smiled, "you huge sap," he said, then petted the kitten behind it's ears, smiling when the animal snapped it's head, trying to nibble at his finger, "he's like a little leopard."

"Yeah," Leo's voice was dripping with sweetness, "a little Leo."

"Ugh," Jonah groaned at the joke, "you're so sick, you're delusional. Get out of here, Leo."

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When Leo woke up again, it was late. Really, slept-past-lunch type of late. He never woke up this late, years of waking up early for school and then even more early for football practice were ingrained in him.

He blamed it on the cold, that he definitely had. There was a dull ache in his head, no doubt toned down by the meds sitting on the bedside table that he did not remember taking. A box of tissues, already opened and half used. His throat burned when he swallowed.

"Fuck," he groaned, sitting up on the bed and then glancing to his side, in search of his boyfriend. Jon's side of the bed was made, sheets fitted and blankets smoothed up.

Leo pouted, getting out of the bed and swaying on his feet. He put on a pullover that was lumpy and ugly to stop the shivering and then walked into the bathroom to wash his face... He was halfway brushing his teeth when last night hit him, just as he his old clothes in the laundry basket under the sink.

The cat!

He spat in the sink and washed his mouth as quickly as he could, then ran out of the bathroom, "Jon? Where's the cat?" Leo called, getting out of the room and power walking to the kitchen, "Jonah?"

Nothing but silence answered him. Jonah wasn't home and clearly neither was the cat.

"Nononono," Leo chanted, refusing to believe Jon would simply get rid of the little kitten while he slept. He checked the laundry room, then under the couch and inside the guest room, a series of coughs wrecking through him and causing his eyes to burn. There was a tight knot in his throat.

Jonah wouldn't get rid of the cat, right?

Leo let out a shuddering breath and fell on his ass next to the guest room's bed, leaning on his knees. He blamed the sudden wetness in his eyes on the low grade fever and sniffled pitifully, this simply wasn't right.

The front door opened and he heard a rustle, then Jon's voice "Leo? You awake?"

Rubbing angrily at his eyes, Leo swallowed against the choked up knot in his throat and walked out of the room, "where were you?"

"Lots of places, Sleeping Beauty," Jonah grinned, dropping his car keys on the table next to the door and a bag filled with medicine, "stopped by the pharmacy, got you some decent meds... Leo?"

"Where's the cat?" he frowned, crossing his arms. He still expected Jon to smile and say Surprise!, "Jon, where did you take him?"

"Her," Jon rolled his eyes, "it wasn't a boy," he shook his head, "she's a little drowsy, lots of adventures."

He stepped out of the door and into the hallway again and Leo could've cried with how happy he was as his boyfriend returned with a beige carrier.

"Meet JD Wagner Banks," Jonah smiled, fishing the cat out of the carrier and handing her to him. True to what he said, she was all sleepy and boneless, "they gave her a drug cocktail, so she's a bit out of it."

"J... JD?" Leo said in the smallest voice, eyes burning again as he took the kitten and held her to his chest, "what does it stand for...?"

"Jasmine Dean," Jonah looked very proud of himself, "JD for short... Oh you hate it," he grimaced as Leo let out a whimper.

"No, I don't, I- You gave her your family's J...?" Leo was doing a piss poor job of hiding how moved he was, "I thought you had gotten rid of her."

Jon pouted, stepping closer, "I wouldn't. Not while you slept, Leo, c'mon," he groaned, leaning in to kiss him, "give me some credit."

"I know," Leo sniffled, "I'm just- It was stupid, I'm sorry. I love you... I love her name too."

"Yeah?" Jonah smiled into the kiss, "good, because we can't change it now."

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[poursomesunaonme]

BITCH HOLY SHIT nishinoya, my baby boi, the song promised AND ILL LET YOU DECIDE IF ITS NSFW OR SFW HEHEHEHEHEH I think noya would probably use the pet name baby but who tf knows with that nutjob honestly PLEASE AND THANK BOG KITHES MWAH

GOD SYD TYSM FOR THESE SUBMISSIONS LMAO THE BLOOD IS TRULY FLOWING also this did not go where i was thinking it would lmaoaosjfas i hate the word limits i put on myself but i hope u enjoy it <3

cw: noya travelin, smooch, suggested nsfw

"you're dryer steam, you're someone's wet dream / ice cream for a meal"

you know that life is supposed to be beautiful.  it is—and you know this for a fact.  in the remote coastal town you live in, there’s nothing that can keep a day from seeming so gorgeous, even in a monsoon.  however, it can get dreadfully boring.  it’s a tourist attraction for the middle of the summer, but by the end, when the heat is sweltering and everyone goes back to their respective countries having experienced a fulfilling summer, there’s nothing to keep you entertained.

you think that the end of august on this sweltering summer day, wearing light clothes to keep yourself from overheating, will drag on until you melt like dropped ice cream on the sidewalk.  that is, until some vibrant foreigner ambles around the town square, holding up a map and walking around in circles.  you watch him for a second as his eyes flit from the map to the storefronts then back again, nibbling on his lip and muttering to himself in japanese.  you’re not cruel, so you approach him.

“hi,” you say, your hands on your hips to air out your underarms.  “looking for something?”

“oh!”  you could’ve sworn his ears perk up like a dog’s when he hears your voice and peers up at you from over the map.  “i’m looking for-”

he fumbles your dad’s tackle shop’s name and you laugh and tell him you know exactly where it is.  he follows you, asking about the town and you answer politely, wondering who he is and where he comes from.  he’s nearly over the moon when you arrive at the shop and let him know that it’s your dad who owns it.  he introduces himself as nishinoya yuu, noya to his friends, and you introduce yourself.  he tells you that he enjoys fishing and was looking for a spot to go out to try.

within the hour, you’re driving noya out past the coast (your dad took the day off with the exodus of customers) to a spot your dad frequents.   you tell each other about yourselves and it’s like a breath of fresh air.  he’s well-traveled for someone so young (and really cute too).  he doesn’t plan on staying for more than a week, by which you’re disappointed, but you’re determined to make the most of his stay for him.  you’re pleasantly surprised by the dexterity of his hands, the strength of his abdominals, and the sheer number of fish he catches.  

your parents adore him and offer him to stay at your place when he brings them all back and chats with your parents in the kitchen when they cook up a few of them.  they love him even more when he says to cook a few extra because of how much he can eat.

you know that life is supposed to be beautiful.  it is—and you know this for a fact.  in the august heatwave of your little summer tourist town, where it can get awfully boring to the point where you feel like you’re aimlessly melting like dropped ice cream on the sidewalk.  noya reminds you with each place he asks you to show him, each flash of an elated smile when he’s pleasantly surprised with what you show him, each stolen kiss (among other things) on secluded excursions, that there is so much to feel in the time you have to experience it—and he makes you realize you don’t wanna die until you feel it all.

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[inscryption-gamers-au]

hmmm this might be a reach, but what was the last thing you remember eating?

"BLECH, DO NOT REMIND ME OF THOSE OLD DISGUSTING SCRAPS THE COOK WOULD MAKE. DRIED BEANS, DRIED MEAT, DRIED BISCUITS, EACH ONE DRYER THAN THE LAST! WHY IS IT THAT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BLOODY OCEAN, ALL OUR FOOD IS DRIED!! THOUGH SPECIFICALLY, THE LAST MEAL I REMEMBER HAVING WAS A BIT OF THOSE BEANS, TOPPED WITH OUR RARE CATCH OF TUNA. A CRIME TO PUT SUCH A LOVELY FISH ON SUCH HORRIBLE FOOD!!"

[mama-sunni]

Give Roran headcanons <3

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mk ♡

• Has bit Tammi so many times

• Can’t cook simple meals but can make 5 star meals

• got stuck on kelp so many times

• didn’t know what weed was until she was 13 cause ben smoked it (mf still does)

• Is painfully unaware of Tammi’s love fore eating fish

• Got stuck in a dryer once

• Tried to steal Amkade (her bb bro) but failed due to tammi’s maternal instincts

• Stabbed clockwork by accident

• Had to be bribed or knocked out for her shots

• Would not let anyone hold Sila for the first few months of her life

• The only reason she knows of her older sibling is due finding an old photos album

• Dances in her free time

[irishgolfadventure]

Laundry, Whiskey & A Poacher

Today was day filled with GPS challenges resulting in lots of laughs and chalking them all up to being part of the experience! First of all, after being on the road for 10 days you end up with a great need for getting your clothes laundered. That being the case with us, we left for Ballina this morning in search for a laundry mat. Guess what, no laundry mats in Ballina a town of 10,000+. Well maybe one, if you call three washing machines and dryers stacked on one another outdoors at a Circle K convenient store!

We ended up finding a dry cleaners that would also do laundry. They couldn’t have been more helpful and turned around all of our clothes in a few hours. I tried to tip the owner but she insisted that it was her pleasure to help us out! We’re locked and loaded for another week and my lovely spouse will now stop calling me Pig Pen!:-)

We walked around Ballina’s quaint downtown area, grabbed a latte, and bought a few essentials at one of their many very small drugstores. No CVS or Walgreens here. It’s one of the things I like most about traveling throughout the countryside of Ireland. It feels very much like a step back in time with all the locally owned businesses located on narrow main streets. They actually have shoe stores, dress shops and drug stores that all carry the names of local proprietors. Ballina has a very vibrant downtown. We decided we really like this place!

Making our way back to Mount Falcon we arrived to the first really hard rain of our trip. It lasted only a short while and after that it was overcast with a little short shower from time to time for the rest of the day.

I think most of you would find Mount Falcon a very unique place. Today you could go on a Hawk Walk where a hawk rests on your gloved hand and you join in an interactive experience where the hawk flys thru the trees of the forest showing different flying and hunting techniques.  

There is clay pigeon shooting, salmon fishing and several other falcon experiences in addition to the Hawk Walk. Before we leave, we’re trying to schedule a Hawk Walk and The Birds of Prey Experience. It’s proving to be difficult to fit these in with our golf tee times! I’m sure you feel sorry for us:-)

Tonight we went to The Poacher Restaurant, a can’t miss eatery if you’re staying a few days in Ballina. The food, ambiance and service were all top notch. Best meal we have had in Ireland so far! We also are planning on going to Doherty’s Pub tomorrow based upon my friend Tom Coyne’s recommendation. Tom said a couple of free Guinness’s will be awaiting us when stop by after our round at Enniscrone.

I’m concluding this post, as I consume a couple of shots of Red Breast Whiskey. This whiskey  was a recommendation of my Sagamore golfing buddy Dale Tokarski. Thanks Dale, it’s a smooth as you reported!  Tomorrow is golf at Enniscrone Golf Club. Will report back on how we faired playing another of Irelands’s top links golf courses. Life is tough!! gb

[feedsmachinery]

What's Include In Fish Meal Machine ?

Fishmeal is a very important animal protein feed. my country's fishmeal industry started late, but in recent years, with the increase in the output of high-yield and low-value fish and the development of animal husbandry, the demand for feed has surged, and the fishmeal processing industry has developed rapidly. The quality of fishmeal is closely related to the quality of feed products, and there are many factors that affect the quality of fishmeal. Among them, the processing technology of fishmeal and the selection of fishmeal equipment production lines are particularly important for the quality of fishmeal.

1.Process of fish meal processing

Fishmeal processing methods are mainly divided into two types: dry method and wet method. Among them, dry processing method is further divided into direct drying method and dry pressing method, and wet processing method is divided into pressing method, centrifugal method, extraction method and hydrolysis method. Because the dry processing technology requires long-term high-temperature drying of the raw materials, the oxidation of the oil is more serious, the fish meal produced is dark in color, easy to produce peculiar smell, and the protein content is not high, which affects the digestibility of the feed. The advantage is that the equipment Simple, low investment in equipment, suitable for medium and low-fat fish. The relative wet process is currently using a more common fish meal processing technology. The characteristics of this method are that the raw materials are precooked, squeezed, separated, and then dried. The fish meal produced has better quality and higher protein content. The cost is low, and the disadvantage is that the equipment investment cost is relatively high, and the threshold for small and medium-sized enterprises is relatively high.

2. What equipment is included in the fishmeal equipment production line

Since the currently commonly used fish meal processing is a wet process, here we mainly introduce all the equipment included in the fish meal plant production line in the wet process.

The wet processing technology mainly includes the following four methods:

wet pressing process

Centrifugal Process

extraction process

Hydrolysis process

Each process has its own characteristics and applicability, but the fishmeal equipment used is nothing more than the following

Cooking machine: The purpose of cooking is to rupture the fat cells in the fish body, coagulate the protein, and fully free the oil and water from the fish body to prepare for the subsequent pressing

Press: separate most of the oil and moisture of the cooked material and then dry it to reduce the load of the dryer and reduce the consumption of steam

Three-phase decanter centrifuge: By centrifuging the cooked material to separate oil, moisture and solid residue, it can replace the press to further reduce the moisture content, reduce the content of free fatty acids (FFA), reduce impurities in fish oil, and improve oil production. product to prolong the storage time of fish oil.

Fishmeal Dryer: The purpose of drying is to convert wet material into dry fishmeal. The moisture content of fish meal is generally below 12%. The use of the FM low-temperature vacuum dryer of Flytime Machinery can effectively avoid the high temperature oxidation of fish meal and obtain fish meal with higher protein content.

Fishmeal cooling equipment: The purpose is to cool the fishmeal to room temperature and prevent the fishmeal from burning fat due to high temperature. A good cooler that cools fishmeal efficiently and quickly.

Vacuum concentration equipment: By concentrating and recovering the protein solution produced in the production process, the cost of fish meal production can be reduced and benefits can be increased.

Fishmeal deodorization equipment: The purpose of deodorization is to solve the odor generated during the production of fishmeal and reduce the impact on the air and the environment.

The above is the main core production equipment in the fishmeal equipment production line. Of course, the fishmeal processing also includes other auxiliary production equipment such as other conveying equipment, grinding equipment, packaging equipment, etc.

Feeds Machinery provides the design, manufacture, installation, commissioning and after-sales maintenance of a complete set of fishmeal and fish oil equipment production lines, and provides customers with complete sewage and waste gas treatment solutions to achieve pollution-free fishmeal industry. Based on years of R&D and production experience of fishmeal equipment production lines, Feeds Machinery has launched the Fishmeal Process (FMP), a wet-process fishmeal production process, which is suitable for the production of fishmeal with a raw material capacity of up to 15 tons/hour and above. The produced fishmeal has better quality, high digestibility, low energy consumption and simple operation. If a complete fishmeal and fish oil production and processing system is adopted, the production capacity can be increased by 5% (the digestibility is increased by 3%), and the whole process can be achieved without pollution.

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Beachfront Condos with Pools on Okaloosa Island

Welcome to Okaloosa Island! When it comes to vacations, we know you’re looking for more than just a place to stay—you want an unforgettable experience, and that's exactly what our condos deliver. At Okaloosa Beach Condos, we offer luxurious beachfront properties, each with a unique style and plenty of space to make you feel right at home. Here, your vacation isn’t just another trip; it’s an experience packed with coastal charm, adventure, and ultimate relaxation.

Why Choose Our Okaloosa Island Condos?

Our properties are more than just beautiful places to stay—they're designed to be a central part of your vacation story. Imagine waking up with the beach outside your window and having a resort-style pool ready whenever you want to cool off. When you stay with us, you’ll enjoy:

Oceanfront Views Right from Your Balcony

Our Waterscape B500 condo is perfect for those who want the ocean as their backdrop. With floor-to-ceiling windows and a wrap-around balcony, you’ll feel the waves are right in your living room! With three bedrooms, it comfortably sleeps 10, making it ideal for families or groups of friends looking to make memories. Relax on your spacious balcony, where you can catch both sunrise and sunset each day.

Family Paradise at Waterscape A206

If you’re visiting with family, the Waterscape A206 condo is a true family paradise! With direct access to the sugar-white sands of the Emerald Coast and plenty of pools, splash areas, and lazy rivers, everyone will have a blast. Plus, there’s no need to stress about missing home comforts—our condos feature fully equipped kitchens, washers, dryers, and plenty of space.

Luxury and Style at Azure 405

For a touch of coastal glam, Azure 405 offers Mediterranean-style luxury. This beautifully remodeled condo gives a nod to Old World charm with its stunning design and natural Brazilian quartzite countertops. With two master suites, a balcony with a Gulf view, and all the comforts of home, it’s a blend of beachside beauty and luxury.

Island Princess Condos for Big Groups

Traveling with a large group? Island Princess condos on the sixth floor offer 3-bedroom options, making it easy to stay close to each other while having your own space. Each unit is carefully designed with comfortable furnishings, full kitchens, and access to our pristine beach. Perfect for weddings, family reunions, or any special gathering!

Things to Do on Okaloosa Island

Okaloosa Island has something for everyone, from thrilling adventures to family-friendly attractions. Here are some favorite activities nearby:

Paragliding & Deep-Sea Fishing: Take to the skies or the open sea for unforgettable experiences. You’re minutes away from Crab Island and The Island Pier for thrilling activities.

Dolphin Cruises: Spot dolphins right off the coast with a local dolphin cruise—ideal for families or a romantic outing.

Shopping: Need a break from the beach? Destin Commons has you covered with plenty of shopping options, dining, and entertainment.

Local Flavor: Dining Options

Ready to dig in? From Stewby’s Seafood Shanty to The Crab Trap, Okaloosa Island is filled with flavors of fresh seafood and local cuisine. Enjoy the beachfront vibes of the Beach Club, grab coffee and pastries at Parlor Doughnuts, or dive into a unique meal at Old Bay Steamer. Whether you’re looking for a casual spot with the family or a romantic night out, there’s something for every taste.

Perfect for Families

Okaloosa Island is all about family fun! Take the kids on a Pirate Ship Cruise in Destin for a day of pirate-themed excitement, explore the Gulfarium Marine Adventure Park, or check out LuLu’s and Fudpucker’s Beachside Bar & Grill for kid-friendly fun.

With comfortable amenities, luxury decor, and unbeatable views, Okaloosa Beach Condos are the perfect spot for your next getaway. Each of our beachfront condos comes with a resort pool and immediate beach access, so you can enjoy more and less time planning. Ready to make lasting memories? Book your stay now!

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with her husband away on a fishing trip, eilís could get some housework done. she took care of the dishes, swept and mopped the floors, did laundry, everything a good housewife would do to make sure the home was clean for her husband's eventual return. he would usually be gone for a few days with his friends and bring back fish for her to prepare for meals. it wasn't the life eilís imagined for herself, and yet... here she is. miserable, unloved, yearning for the sea. she found herself staring out at it through the living room window, watching the waves wash over the shore, seeing some children playing in the sand.

the buzzer for the dryer goes off and her attention quickly returns to her work. she folds the clothes and puts them away. once that was all taken care of, eilís washed up a bit, changed clothes and headed out into town for groceries. the air smells of the sea and it makes the selkie's heart ache.

eilís heads into the store after parking her car, grabbing a cart and moving through the aisles with her list in hand. fresh fruits and vegetables, some baking supplies... eilís stops and is pulled out of her thoughts when she bumps into someone, a soft gasp leaving her. she doesn't meet the man's gaze, instantly lowering her head and shuffling her feet. " sorry, i-i wasn't paying any attention to where i was going. it won't happen again, sir. "

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Experience Luxury Glamping at Glamp Michigan

Escape to the heart of Northern Michigan and enjoy a unique luxury glamping experience at Glamp Michigan. Nestled in the scenic forest of Benzonia, this year-round destination offers breathtaking geodesic domes that provide all the comforts of home while immersing you in the beauty of nature. Whether you're looking for a cozy winter getaway or a summer adventure, Glamp Michigan is the perfect retreat.

Why Glamp Michigan?

At Glamp Michigan, you’ll stay in spacious domes designed to withstand Michigan’s diverse weather, keeping you cool in the summer and warm in the winter. Each dome is equipped with:

Private hot tub

Reservable sauna

Cold plunge

Full kitchen

Modern bath

Wi-Fi and 4K TV

The domes are ideal for couples, families, or even small groups of friends. Whether planning a romantic escape or a fun family vacation, the luxurious domes are tailored to suit your needs.

Activities Near Glamp Michigan

There’s so much to explore around Benzonia and Benzie County! Here are some of the best local activities:

Visit Sleeping Bear Dunes: Just a short drive away, the dunes are a must-see for hiking and taking in stunning views of Lake Michigan.

Hit the Slopes at Crystal Mountain: Enjoy skiing or snowboarding during winter, and in warmer months, try golf at Arcadia Bluffs or Champion Hill.

Sip Local Cocktails: Head to Iron Fish Distillery for craft cocktails or sample local beers and wines in nearby Beulah and Frankfort.

Outdoor Fun: Hike, fish, swim, and bike through the beautiful forests, lakes, and trails surrounding Benzonia.

Whether you're here for adventure or relaxation, there's something for everyone.

Unwind in Pure Comfort

Inside the domes, you’ll find all the modern conveniences you could wish for, from air conditioning and heating to a washer and dryer for post-adventure laundry. Both domes feature:

Loft with a queen bed

Bose Bluetooth speaker for your music

Smokeless fire pits with complimentary firewood for cozy nights under the stars

For those seeking wellness, the on-site electric sauna and cold plunge are the ultimate way to relax and recharge after a day of exploring.

How to Book Your Stay

Booking a dome at Glamp Michigan is simple and flexible. You can book directly through their website or via Airbnb or VRBO. By booking directly, you can save more on your reservation. The self-check-in process makes it easy for guests to come and go as they please, ensuring privacy throughout your stay.

Frequently Asked Questions

Where is Glamp Michigan located?

Glamp Michigan is set in a private forest on 13 acres in Benzonia, Michigan, just 7 minutes from Crystal Mountain and 18 minutes from Lake Michigan.

Is food service available?

While there’s no on-site food service, each dome has a full kitchen for preparing your meals. There are also great local restaurants and distilleries nearby.

Are pets allowed?

Pets are not currently allowed, but Glamp Michigan may introduce pet-friendly domes in the future.

Is there laundry available?

Yes! Each dome has its own washer and dryer for guests to use.

Book Your Luxury Getaway Today!

At Glamp Michigan, you’re not just camping—you’re glamping in style. The geodesic domes offer an immersive, luxury experience in nature with the comfort and convenience of home. Whether you’re seeking adventure or relaxation, Glamp Michigan is your perfect year-round destination. Book today to experience the magic of Michigan glamping!

[zequz]

How Do I Decrease my Hairfall?

Hair fall is one of the most common problems people face nowadays, affecting men and women both. Losing a few strands of hair everyday is normal,but when hair loss becomes excessive, it can be alarming. Hair fall occurs from many reasons like stress to hormonal imbalance, making it essential to understand the root cause before finding the right solution.

In this blog,we’ll discuss common problems for hair fall and how to solve it. Lastly, we’ll reveal a simple yet effective solution to manage and reduce hair fall.

Understanding Hair Fall: Why Does It Happen?

Hair fall, or hair shedding is a natural process where old hair is replaced by new growth. On average, it’s normal to lose 50 to 100 strands of hair a day. However, excessive hair fall may be a sign of an underlying issue. Here are some of the most common causes of hair fall as under:

Stress and Anxiety

Stress is one of the most common problems causing hair fall. Whether it’s emotional stress or physical stress from illness,surgery or sudden weight loss, your hair can suffer in these conditions. This type of hair fall is usually temporary,but if stress continues,it can lead to long-term hair thinning.

Hormonal Imbalance

Changes in hormones can cause hair thinning and shedding. That’s why many women experience hair loss after pregnancy,during menopause, or when taking hormonal medication. In men,male pattern baldness is often linked to a sensitivity to dihydrotestosterone(DHT), a derivative of testosterone that affects hair follicles.

Nutritional Deficiencies

Diet plays a crucial role for healthy hair. Deficiencies in key nutrients like iron,protein,vitamins (especially vitamin D and B12) and zinc can lead to thinning and loss. A balanced diet rich in essential vitamins and minerals is critical for strong, healthy hair growth.

Improper Hair Care

Over-styling ,excessive use of heating tools,harsh chemical treatment, and tight hairstyle can damage the hair shaft,leading to breakage and hair loss. If you’re frequently using heat tools without heat protectants or aggressive treatments like bleaching or straightening ,your hair is more likely to weaken and fall out.

Medical Conditions

Certain medical conditions such as thyroid disorders, autoimmune diseases and scalp infections can also lead to hair loss. Additionally, hair fall can be a side effect of medication like chemotherapy drugs,antidepressants,or blood thinners.

How to Decrease Hair fall?

When hair fall is painful for everyone who is suffering. You can take steps to reduce it. Here are some tips that can help to decrease hair fall and promote healthy hair growth.

Stress Management

When we discuss preventing hair loss, stress management is a key. Practice relaxation techniques such as meditation, yoga, deep breathing exercise to reduce stress level and anxiety. Regular exercise is a good way to manage stress and improve overall mental health. It helps reduce hair fall.

Balance Diet

By Increasing your hair growth you can ensure that your diet is rich in essential nutrients. Focus on consuming protein-rich foods like eggs, lean meat and beans as well as leafy greens,nuts and seeds that are high in vitamins and minerals like iron,zinc and vitamin E. If you’re struggling to get enough nutrients from your meal, take supplements like biotin or fish oil to support your hair care routine.

Be Gentle

Avoid styling your hair to put stress on your hair, such as tight ponytails or braids. Use a wide-tooth comb to detangle your hair gently, and always apply a heat protector when using heat tools. Reduce use of hair dryer,flat irons and curling wands, or opt for the lowest heat settings. Air-dry your hair as much as possible.

Sulfate-Free Shampoo

Most shampoos contain harsh chemicals such as su;lfates that can strip the scalp of its natural oil and weaken the hair shaft. Choose a sulfate-free hair care products that cleanse gently cleanse your hair and scalp, reduce breakages and give strength to your hair.

Massage Your Scalp

Massaging your scalp regularly helps to improve blood circulation, which produces hair growth. You can use your fingertips to gently massage your scalp for 5-10 minutes everyday,or use natural oil like coconut oil,argan oil or almond oil for added nourishment into your scalp.

The solution for Hair-Fall

If you’re struggling with hair fall and searching for an easy-to-use solution, the ZequZ Anti Hair-Fall Shampoo & Conditioner Combo could be your perfect solution. This combo is specifically formulated to tackle hair fall from roots, promoting strong,healthier hair with daily use.

Natural ingredients of this combo that cleanse the scalp without stripping essential oils,helping to strengthen the hair and prevent breakage. This combo works together to reduce hair fall and encourage new hair growth.

Conclusion

Whether your hair fall is due to stress,hormonal changes or damage from styling, the ZequZ Anti Hair-Fall Shampoo & Conditioner combo provides the perfect balance of cleansing and conditioning to support healthy hair. It’s an easy,effective solution to reduce hair fall and give healthy,strong hair you’ve been dreaming of.