#that the smallest bird in our area

[lies]

Sometimes when I'm birdwatching

[fuzybby]

Fatuous

A Gale Dekarios x gn!reader (with a vag)

Synopsis: You are quite the clutz aren't you? And Gale is in love with making you feel small.

CW: "mean" dom!Gale, the smallest bit of choking, p in v, p eating and d sucking, hair pulling, creampie, dumbification, Gale is kinda mean but he's hot so, I use the term cunt a lot, lmk if I missed any:)

The day seemed to stretch on far longer than any other day. The moment my companions and I started our adventure today, everything seemed to fall out of place for me. I managed to set off every trap, failed at persuading every goblin, and not to mention Gale has been on my ass all day. Using big words like fatuous and doltish. Later I learned these words are just other terms for stupid, but anytime he used them it seemed directed at me. Telling me that my attempt to pick the lock was doltish. Telling me that I was so fatuous for not seeing the trip wire. And as much as I hated being insulted by the man, it made my cheeks flush. Did I understand the words he was saying to me? No. Did it manage to still make my panties wet? Absolutely.

Finally, after so long of walking and falling behind because of how sore my feet were, everyone decided to create camp just as the sun was setting. I decided to take a bath in the lake not that far from camp, to which Astarion made a snarky comment that I should make sure not to trip and die on the way there. It took every urge to not smack him upside the head as I grabbed my extra clothes and walked off into the trees.

The lake was cold, but after sweating in my armour all day, I didn't mind. I stripped completely naked as I stepped in, walking up until the water was up to my waist so I could still soak in the few remaining rays of sunlight on my upper body. The area was quiet, only the sounds of chirping birds and animals scurrying in the grass keeping me company. I rubbed water over my arms and hugged myself, letting out a deep and shaky sigh as I replayed the day's events in my mind.

The sound of a twig snapping snaps me out of my daze, and I quickly look behind me to see Gale leaning against a tree. His eyes rake up and down my body that's above water, and I hug myself deeper to suppress the sudden chill that went down my spine.

"Glad to see you didn't slip and perish on your way here," Gale says, he smirks as he sees my confused face.

"Can you talk normally for once?" I groan, turning back around so I no longer see him. Hoping that if I don't look at him he'll go away.

"It's not my fault you're too dumb to understand my words." He calls, moving closer and closer to the water. Never entering it. He's close enough now I can smell him, the way his clothes smell of books and dust, does it do it to remind him of home? That's almost...sweet of him.

"Can you leave me alone? You're not making my day any better." My voice is shaky, the cold from the water finally catching up to me. I shiver slightly, but I hold myself tighter.

"But I could." He smirks, I can hear his clothes shuffling, most likely disrobing so he can enter the water.

My breath catches in my throat. I bite my lip and turn around to look at him once again. His shirt is off, and the tattoo from the orb in his chest glows beautifully against the barely-there sun. I look down to see his hands on his trouser ties, almost as if he's silently asking if it's okay for him to fully disrobe. I nod my head slowly, giving consent that I do want this. As much as his intelligence makes me want to smack him, I can't stand here and lie that I don't want this, that I don't want him.

His hands move quickly to take off his trousers, pulling off his boots and underwear as he finally steps into the water. My eyes drop down to his soft cock, the veins so barely visible, but then his waist hits the water and I can no longer see it. He comes up to stand right beside me, and I look up to meet his eyes.

"Do you want this? Because I will warn you, I have no intention of being nice." Gale states, his fingers trace across my arm so lightly, I could have said it was the wind that made the contact if it wasn't for the fact I could see his hand.

"I want this." I nod my head, I move one hand off my arm and trace a finger across his tattoo. "Please."

He seems to make a noise close to a growl, or maybe a snarl. Either way, he takes both his hands to grab my face and pull me to his own. He kisses me roughly, the kind of kiss where your noses squish against one another. I hold onto his shoulders in hopes of grounding myself, moaning into his mouth as he pushes his tongue inside. It's not a fight for dominance as he kisses me, I willingly submit to him. But before long, he pulls me away and starts taking steps back out of the water, and I follow him without a second thought.

"Get on your knees." He commands the moment we're out of the water, and I do exactly as he asks. "Do you want to suck this cock?" He asks me, and I nod. His dick is finally hard now, and I enjoy the way it twitches in the cool air. He already drips with pre-cum, it falls down the underside of his cock and drips to the ground.

I nod my head in answer, but Gale doesn't seem to like that. He roughly grabs my hair, letting it go slightly once he sees my face wince from the pain. "Are you too stupid to answer? Speak."

"I want to suck your cock." I answer with words this time, and he smirks. His face is so beautiful from this angle, hair falling over his face slightly as he looks me up and down.

"Go ahead then, be good for me and take it into your mouth." He says, and I keep my eyes on him as I lick a long stripe from the base of his cock to the tip from the underside. His mouth falls open only slightly in a silent moan, his eyebrows scrunch together as his hold on my hair tightens. He doesn't force my head to do anything, he lets me set my own pace once I take his cock into my mouth fully. I try to keep eye contact the whole time, but the moment his dick hits the back of my throat I close my eyes. I hollow my cheeks as I get his length wet with my saliva, enjoying the taste of his salty pre-cum.

My jaw aches from how big he is, and I place my hands on his hips so I can steady myself. His moans start growing louder and louder as he gets to his release, and I prepare myself mentally to swallow his cum. Right as I start to feel his dick twitch, he pulls me off his cock. A line of saliva connects from his tip to my lips, his breathing is ragged as he calms himself down.

"I want to fuck you from behind." He says. it's not a suggestion, and the moment he let go of my hair I moved to my hands and knees facing away from him. I can feel him kneel behind me, his hands grabbing my waist and my ass. It's almost loving the way he grabs me, the way his hands move up to my breasts to play and toy with my nipples. He pinches and squeezes the flesh and I cry out at the feeling, but his hands quickly move back to grab at my ass.

"Your fucking ass is beautiful." He states breathlessly. He moves down slightly to press a gentle kiss to each cheek, before quickly smacking each place he kissed with a rough hand. I moan and grab at the dirt on the ground, my chest moves to lay against the forest floor as my ass stays high in the air.

His hands continue to rub and grope my behind, his thumbs move to my folds to spread me open, and my cunt contracts against nothing as he laughs mockingly at me. "What a pretty pussy." He whispers and moves to drag his tongue across my cunt. I gasp out his name, my legs shake from just one lick from his tongue.

"So they do speak. I had thought I had already fucked you dumb from your lack of words, I mean- dumber than you already are." Gale purrs, shoving his face back into my heat. I cry out as he ravishes me, the feeling of his tongue circling over my clit and then moving to tease my opening makes my eyes roll back. He gently takes my clit in between his teeth, and then licks it again almost as if to say "Sorry for biting you."

He eats me out like he was a starving man, his grip on my ass never relents. The feeling of my climax now dangling in front of me, tempting me to grab it. One more flick of his tongue on my clit and I come undone, crying out a serious of "please"s and his name. He doesn't stop sucking on my clit until I take a hand and try to shove his face away from me.

He sits back up and takes a hand to push my body down on the ground so I'm lying fully on my stomach. I'm still trying to take big deep breaths as he slides his length into me with one swift movement. He plants his hands next to my head and I grab his wrists. Tears roll down my face as he starts fucking into me slowly, overstimulation and the stretch of his cock making my mouth fall open in a silent scream.

Gale's position changes slightly, he moves his one arm to wrap around my neck so I'm locked in a headlock with his one arm. His thrusts never falter, if anything they seem to get faster. "Gods above your fucking tight." Gale moans. His one hand that's still planted by my head moves as well to grab my hand. Holding it in his own in a strangely affectionate manner.

"You feel s'good." I slurred my words, my one free hand that was not being held by his grasp and scratched at Gale's arm around my neck.

"You so pathetic like this," Gale smirks, he moves his head right next to mine so he can whisper in my ear. His hair falls over his face as he thrusts into me, his beard tickles the side of my face as he presses little kisses against my skin.

He pounds into me now, his cock hitting my g-spot every time he re-enters me. "Gale- I-I'm gonna cum-" I moan as my legs shake against his. I cry out once more, my body convulsing as wave after wave of ecstasy runs through my body. Gale moans along with me, his head moves so he can bite my shoulder to muffle his noises as he finally spills himself inside me. His thrusts don't stop until his legs shake, only then does he fully stop and press himself against me. I tap his arm still around my neck to signal him to get off, to which he quickly apologizes and moves off of me.

We both whine once he slips out, and he moves his hands to my folds once more to spread me open and watch his cum slip out of my cunt.

"Was I too much?" He asks, still watching my hole contract around the cum that oozes from me.

"No, I liked it," I say breathlessly, turning my head to look at him. his hair on his forehead and neck stuck to his skin from sweat, his beard still slightly stained from my essence. When he notices me looking at him, he smirks and presses a kiss on my lower back.

"Good, because this will be a regular thing."

[katnissmellarkkk]

here’s a compilation of all the times katniss talked about her body.

-

“I’ll be all right, Katniss,” says Prim, clasping my face in her hands. “But you have to take care, too. You’re so fast and brave. Maybe you can win.”

I can’t win. Prim must know that in her heart. The competition will be far beyond my abilities. Kids from wealthier districts, where winning is a huge honor, who’ve been trained their whole lives for this. Boys who are two to three times my size. Girls who know twenty different ways to kill you with a knife. Oh, there’ll be people like me, too. People to weed out before the real fun begins.

-

And then he gives me a smile that seems so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected warmth rushes through me.

A warning bell goes off in my head. Don’t be so stupid. Peeta is planning how to kill you, I remind myself. He is luring you in to make you easy prey. The more likable he is, the more deadly he is.

But because two can play at this game, I stand on tiptoe and kiss his cheek. Right on his bruise.

-

It’s the first time we’ve been assembled, on level ground, in simple clothes. My heart sinks. Almost all of the boys and at least half of the girls are bigger than I am, even though many of the tributes have never been fed properly. You can see it in their bones, their skin, the hollow look in their eyes. I may be smaller naturally, but overall my family’s resourcefulness has given me an edge in that area. I stand straight, and while I’m thin, I’m strong. The meat and plants from the woods combined with the exertion it took to get them have given me a healthier body than most of those I see around me.

-

The slight advantage I held coming into the Training Center, my fiery entrance last night, seems to vanish in the presence of my competition. The other tributes were jealous of us, but not because we were amazing, because our stylists were. Now I see nothing but contempt in the glances of the Career Tributes. Each must have fifty to a hundred pounds on me. They project arrogance and brutality. When Atala releases us, they head straight for the deadliest-looking weapons in the gym and handle them with ease.

-

Still, I won’t be the only target. I’m betting many of the other tributes would pass up a smaller girl, even one who scored an eleven in training, to take out their more fierce adversaries.

-

As a precaution, I remove my belt, loop it all the way around the branch and my sleeping bag, and refasten it at my waist. Now if I roll over in my sleep, I won’t go crashing to the ground. I’m small enough to tuck the top of the bag over my head, but I put on my hood as well.

-

This could be it, I think. What chance do I have against them? All six are there, the five Careers and Peeta, and my only consolation is they’re pretty beat-up, too. Even so, look at their weapons. Look at their faces, grinning and snarling at me, a sure kill above them. It seems pretty hopeless. But then something else registers. They’re bigger and stronger than I am, no doubt, but they’re also heavier. There’s a reason it’s me and not Gale who ventures up to pluck the highest fruit, or rob the most remote bird nests. I must weigh at least fifty or sixty pounds less than the smallest Career.

-

I give Cato time to hoist himself into the tree before I begin to climb again. Gale always says I remind him of a squirrel the way I can scurry up even the slenderest limb. Part of it’s my weight, but part of it’s practice. You have to know where to place your hands and feet. I’m another thirty feet in the air when I hear the crack and look down to see Cato flailing as he and a branch go down.

-

The girl with the arrows, Glimmer I hear someone call her — ugh, the names the people in District 1 give their children are so ridiculous — anyway Glimmer scales the tree until the branches begin to crack under her feet and then has the good sense to stop. I’m at least eighty feet high now.

-

“Where do you sleep?” I ask her. “In the trees?” She nods. “In just your jacket?”

Rue holds up her extra pair of socks. “I have these for my hands.”

I think of how cold the nights have been. “You can share my sleeping bag if you want. We’ll both easily fit.” Her face lights up. I can tell this more than she dared hope for.

We pick a fork high in a tree and settle in for the night just as the anthem begins to play.

-

I climb dangerously high into a tree, not for safety but to get as far away from today as I can.

-

Then there’s Thresh. All right, he’s a distinct threat. But I haven’t seen him, not once, since the Games began. I think about how Foxface grew alarmed when she heard a sound at the site of the explosion. But she didn’t turn to the Woods, she turned to whatever lies across from it. To that area of the arena that drops off into I don’t know what. I feel almost certain that the person she ran from was Thresh and that is his domain. He’d never have heard me from there and, even if he did, I’m up too high for someone his size to reach.

-

But when I look at my naked body in the mirror, all I can see is how skinny I am. I mean, I’m sure I was worse when I came out of the arena, but I can easily count my ribs.

-

Cinna comes in with what appears to be an unassuming yellow dress across his arms.

“Have you given up the whole ‘girl on fire’ thing?” I ask.

“You tell me,” he says, and slips it over my head. I immediately notice the padding over my breasts, adding curves that hunger has stolen from my body. My hands go to my chest and I frown.

“I know,” says Cinna before I can object. “But the Gamemakers wanted to alter you surgically. Haymitch had a huge fight with them over it. This was the compromise.”

-

When I manage to pull my eyes away from the flickering fabric, I’m in for something of a shock. My hair’s loose, held back by a simple hairband. The makeup rounds and fills out the sharp angles of my face. A clear polish coats my nails. The sleeveless dress is gathered at my ribs, not my waist, largely eliminating any help the padding would have given my figure. The hem falls just to my knees. Without heels, you can see my true stature. I look, very simply, like a girl. A young one. Fourteen at the most. Innocent. Harmless. Yes, it is shocking that Cinna has pulled this off when you remember I’ve just won the Games.

-

I start out by leaning on his shoulder, but I’m so wobbly he just scoops me up and carries me upstairs.

-

Peeta walks me down to my room in silence, but before he can say good night, I wrap my arms around him and rest my head against his chest. His hands slide up my back and his cheek leans against my hair.

-

Looking at Prim's face, it's hard to imagine she's the same frail little girl I left behind on reaping day nine months ago. The combination of that ordeal and all that has followed—the cruelty in the district, the parade of sick and wounded that she often treats by herself now if my mother's hands are too full — these things have aged her years. She's grown quite a bit, too; we're practically the same height now, but that isn't what makes her seem so much older.

-

I feel him lurch forward and realize Finnick has come back for us and is hauling Peeta along. I wedge my shoulder, which still seems under my control, under Peeta's arm and do my best to keep up with Finnick’s rapid pace. We put about ten yards between us and the fog when Finnick stops.

“It’s no good. I'll have to carry him. Can you take Mags?” he asks me.

“Yes,” I say stoutly, although my heart sinks. It's true that Mags can't weigh more than about seventy pounds, but I'm not very big myself. Still, I'm sure I've carried heavier loads. If only my arms would stop jumping around. I squat down and she positions herself over my shoulder, the way she rides on Finnick. I slowly straighten my legs and, with my knees locked, I can manage her. Finnick has Peeta slung across his back now and we move forward, Finnick leading, me following in the trail he breaks through the vines.

It's not Mags's fault when I begin falling. She's doing everything she can to be an easy passenger, but the fact is, there is only so much weight I can handle. Especially now that my right leg seems to be going stiff. The first two times I crash to the ground, I manage to make it back on my feet, but the third time, I cannot get my leg to cooperate. As I struggle to get up, it gives out and Mags rolls off onto the ground before me. I flail around, trying to use vines and trunks to right myself.

-

I know it's stopped when I feel Peeta's hands on me, feel myself lifted from the ground and out of the jungle. But I stay eyes squeezed shut, hands over my ears, muscles too rigid to release. Peeta holds me on his lap, speaking soothing words, rocking me gently. It takes a long time before I begin to relax the iron grip on my body. And when I do, the trembling begins.

-

“Haymitch said you wanted to talk to me,” I say.

“Look at you, for starters.” It’s like he’s waiting for me to transform into a hybrid drooling wolf right before his eyes. He stares so long I find myself casting furtive glances at the one-way glass, hoping for some direction from Haymitch, but my earpiece stays silent. “You’re not very big, are you? Or particularly pretty?”

-

Boggs quickly examines my face, then scoops me up and jogs for the runway. Halfway there, I puke on his bulletproof vest.

-

Suddenly, I see myself through his eyes. A smallish seventeen-year-old girl who can’t quite catch her breath since her ribs haven’t fully healed. Disheveled. Undisciplined. Recuperating. Not a soldier, but someone who needs to be looked after.

-

[rjzimmerman]

Excerpt from this story from Revelator:

Every June, cities around the globe celebrate Pollinator Week, an international event to raise awareness about the important roles that birds, bats, bees, butterflies, beetles, and other small mammals serve in pollinating our food systems and landscapes. These crucial species are declining worldwide, with many on the brink of extinction.

Cities have responded to this crisis with a variety of urban initiatives designed to foster pollinator habitats and in the process transform once-stark cement landscapes — as well as pocket parks, curb strips, and highway dividers — into lush, welcoming areas for pollinators and humans alike.

In Washington, D.C., ambitious pollinator projects are abundant on rooftops of public, office, and private spaces, ranging from the renovated D.C. Public Library’s main branch to National Public Radio’s headquarters, which hosts an apiary. Throughout the District of Columbia, municipal code requires buildings to maintain the tree boxes and curb strips outside their properties. This often leads to creative landscaping on the smallest of scales.

It’s not just businesses. Parks and other public spaces also play an important role. For example, Fargo, North Dakota’s Urban Pollinator Plots Project aims to establish more than 50 acres of high diversity, forb-rich, native prairie plantings in urban parklands.

“I think some of the bigger challenges are just simply the establishment of the prairie,” says Sam DeMarais, a park forester in the Fargo Park District, who oversees the program. “It’s a skill set and a knowledge base that really takes a keen eye and some diligence on doing it properly. Everyone thinks you can just plant the prairie and let it go, but that’s not really the case.”

Fargo’s and Washington, D.C.’s programs are each over 10 years old, and time has brought knowledge of what works and doesn’t, and the ability to adapt. But less-established initiatives across the country could provide even more clues. A new project at the Port of Vancouver, in Washington state, aims to add a small native plant and flower pollinator garden in the port’s mitigation bank in the Lower Columbia River watershed. It could serve as a case study in introducing pollinators into industrial areas. In Michigan, the nonprofit organization Detroit Hives showcases how to transform vacant lots into pollinator-friendly habitat, a program that recently contributed to Detroit joining the Bee City USA program. Researchers in Puerto Rico are examining the relationships between animal and plant resources in urban areas on the island, and conducting interviews to learn more about public perspectives on plants and wildlife.

But why stop at the city level? Pollinator programs around the world can look to Ireland, where the entire island, north and south, has implemented the All-Ireland Pollinator Plan, a program that brings together community groups, local authorities, councils, businesses, farmers, and others to create a pollinator-friendly landscape.

[lanaactuallyabanana]

"Jealousy is normal" - Reader

"I'm not jealous. I just know what belongs to me." - The streamer you use

Ranboo or Tubbo x Reader (Romantic)

Girlie I need some jealousy. Oneshots, headcannons, whatever you feel like writing, my queen!!! 😍😍😍

(P.S. Gender of reader is up to you!)

-Kenzzzzz :)))))))

i. fucking. love. you. kenzie!!!!!! /p omg delivering me with these asks and feeeeeeeeeeeding me oml. we all need a lil bit of jealousy works in our lives 😻

, belong to me !

ranboo x gn!reader

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Ran never really showed much of a jealous side of themselves when it came to their partner. They trusted Y/n greatly, and they were both glad to have that sense of feelings and communications within their relationship. They never have (and truly, never will) distrust Y/n with other people, in cases of cheating. But, that didn't mean Ranboo had never felt a sense of jealousy. They just didn't show it. Until recently.

Ranboo and Y/n were walking down the street together. It was a calm, quiet night. Birds were practically silent, stars were visible, and shops were slowly closing. Other couples walked down the street, and tired little kids walked with their parents. The loudest thing seemed to be the fountain in the middle of the street.

Both Y/n and Ranboo were streamers, and they both had quite a bit of a following and fanbase, especially in their California area, where they lived. Which also meant, they got recognized once in a while.

Y/n's arm was interlocked with Ran's, as they pointed out little details around the area. That's something Ran loved so much about them, their attention to detail, or just the smallest of things that were practically hidden in plain sight to the normal eye. Y/n saw through things, but also through people.

"U/n? Oh my goodness, I'm such a huge fan! Could I get a picture?" a boy asked. They looked around their age, perhaps a few years younger. He had short, curly brown hair and was quite a bit tall, but not as tall, of course, as Ranboo.

Y/n smiled. "Sure! I'd love to."

Ranboo nodded at them and agreed to take the picture for them. He grabbed the phone from the boy and looked through the camera app to adjust the angles. He didn't notice anything at first, except for the two people happily smiling. Then they saw the boy's hand on Y/n's shoulder.

Ranboo's smile faded slightly, but he tried to keep up an act. He quickly shuttered a few photos and gave the phone back to the boy.

"Oh my gosh, thank you so much U/n!!" the boy chippered happily, running back to his group of friends.

Y/n smiled back and waved goodbye. "That was very nice!" they giggled.

"Yeah, it was." they smiled softly, trying to not let Y/n notice how they felt, which is obviously a dumb decision to do.

Y/n raised an eyebrow and stepped in front of Ran to stop them in their walking place. "Something's up, and you know that I know. What is it?"

No reply.

"You're jealous, aren't you?" Y/n fake gasped. Ranboo playfully rolled his eyes.

"Jealousy is normal. You know that, right?"

"I'm not jealous. I just know what belongs to me."

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I AM SCREAMING OH MY LORD. i have written gods work everyone praise me /hj ok but srsly i love this work sm its so cutesy!! also lana posting two works in one day omg

thank you so so much to @catswithroses for the lovely ask (as always)

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[freshwater-stream]

American Kestrel Falco sparverius ♂

This area is right on the urban-rural boundary, which either results in more birds of prey or more observations of them. This is probably my favourite species, they're so colourful! They're our smallest raptor (sparverius means sparrowlike) and they like to eat bugs.

In other news, I'm training my dog to find woodcocks and I've bought a trailcam, so hopefully there will be some fun photos to share!

[dimorphodon-x]

Updated setup for Oardivia’s colony, now cut up into 5 cities instead of one giant city. This technically isn’t the finished look of the colony but if I add anymore stuff to this model I’m going to die.

Updated lore below 👇

The colony of Oardivia sits on one giant structure with buildings sprouting from it. It is divided into layers depending on depth, with each city even being named after the depth it is located in. There are five total cities, all stacked on top of one another.

The smallest cities of Oardivia are Sky and Epip. Most who live in these first two layers are seals and seabirds, and they are the two cities with the most amount of natural light.

Sky houses primarily flying bird alt modes, such as gulls, pelicans and so on, so many of the buildings there are incredibly tall and there are even structures dedicated for perching up high.

Epip houses most of those with seal and penguin alt modes, though many dolphins also enjoy this city. The buildings in this city tend to be quite large for the small area the city takes up, so there’s a lot of space to just walk around in.

The capital is the city Meso. This is where the Senate and Leader live and where most politics take place. Many mechs who live here are rather rich, and Meso is thought to be the cleanest and richest city. Though many who live outside this city view most of its inhabitants to be nothing more than spoiled brats. They still frequent the city either for work, shopping, and it is also where the academy is.

Bathys contains the Grand Gatherhome, so most religious practices take place in this city. Some days hymns, usually describing how life originates from the deepest and darkest parts of the ocean, can be heard from the Gatherhome or smaller nearby churches. Religion on Oardivia is often casual, mostly just singing old songs from when the colony was new, though it’s more than likely most if not all songs have changed over the many years.

Just as our oceans on earth, the deeper down you travel through the cities, the darker and colder it gets. The lower parts of the colony, namely the city Abbyso, is where many gangs hang out, along with the addicts, criminals, and other struggling members of the colony. Many consider Abbyso and those who live there to be dirty. Surrounding Abbyso are the remains of old broken down buildings and piles of junk, most of which comes from the cities above. Scavengers and careless youngsters will often rummage through and explore the ruins and junk piles in hopes of finding something of value, or simply to quell curiosity.

A majority of buildings of Oardivia are multi-story towers that are connected and reinforced through bridges and strong metal cords. Each building is required to have at least two dry exits, for anyone that wishes to walk to the neighboring buildings rather than swim.

All five cities are busy with life, buildings and bridges are decorated with bright billboards and many large buildings contain multiple stores, theaters, eateries, arcades and so on, effectively making them malls. There are even places dedicated for small bands to perform, and the billboards outside play the performance for outside passersby to watch.

There are of course buildings for housing. No Oardivian will have a single building to themselves, by design, all Oardivians live in apartment complexes.

Oardivians often live in groups between three to five, so a good home must have enough room for up to ten individuals to comfortably move around in. While that is the expectation, it is not guaranteed all complexes will have that amount of space.

[therealvampira]

Wish You Were Here, Or I Was There- Gregory Violet x Reader

Published: June 15, 2023- 3:21 PM EST

Word Count: 1480

Pairing: Gregory Violet x Reader

Summary: Weston College was quite the place to be, as many would agree. You weren’t one to have many friends around, but somebody in particular had you falling for them- Gregory Violet. You both knew it, but nobody made the first move, until he finally confesses to you once the semester is almost at its end. 

The sound of the charcoal pencil brushing against the paper filled your ears as you sat, trying to enjoy the last few weeks of the semester. It was unusual for most students, besides the prefects, to sit at the gazebo, but Violet made an exception for you, given that you were one of his few friends. It was finally that time of year when the sun would shine through every window and surface on the campus, and the chirping birds could be heard in the distance. 

scratch. scratch. scratch. 

While it didn’t exactly bother you too much, you couldn’t help but notice the sound of the pencil that had been scratching against the paper almost the entire time you’d been sitting. You occasionally glanced at Violet a few times as his eyes were glued to the paper. He wore a look of determination and focus, with each stroke of the pencil. He raised his head and looked at you for a while, before going back to drawing. 

“Are you almost done?” you asked curiously, wondering what he was drawing- you figured he was drawing you.

“Soon. Don’t move.” he said, quietly as always. Violet didn’t like to talk too much while working on a drawing. But that aside, he was truly talented, one of the best artists you’ve seen. He looked to resemble a work of art himself. After a few more moments, he finally spoke:

“There, finished” he said as he put down the pencil. You looked down at the paper, noticing he had captured every curve, strand of hair, and “imperfection” as you’d call them. You were left astounded at his seemingly effortless work.

“It’s perfect…just like you..” he added, speaking a little lower so you couldn’t exactly hear him properly.

“This…this is truly incredible. I don’t believe you drew it so easily” you said, holding the paper in your hands as you examined it with a look of astonishment and admiration. 

“It’s not that easy, but I do happen to be gifted in the area of art. I would show you more of my best pieces if you wish, but most of them are in my dorm,” he said with a slight shrug. 

“Ah, I see. Well, perhaps some other time, maybe. I’ll be quite busy this evening with exams coming,” you explained.

“Fair enough, I should be studying as well..” he said. The smallest, slightest grin could be seen forming on his lips, but it faded in a few moments. 

“Perhaps if we get the time, we could share our different works. I could see your drawings, and you could read some of my stories,” you suggested, trying to lighten the abruptly ended mood. 

“I’d be interested to see what you’re always writing, (Y/N). I suppose that could be arranged,” he replied, obviously happy with your suggestion. 

With a quick nod, you spoke, “yes, perhaps we could meet again here later. I really must be on my way now, though. I don’t want to hold off on work at this time of year”

“Of course. Until next time,” he said as he waved his hand, watching you leave the school garden, going back to your dorm. 

For the rest of the evening, you spent most of your remaining time for the day finishing up homework and studying in your dorm. For a moment, you thought to try and sneak out to see Violet, but you figured it was too risky, especially with the strict school rules. As you put your stuff away and began getting ready to sleep, your thoughts again shifted back to Violet. 

Later in the evening, it was almost pushing 11 o’clock when a light tapping sound came from your dorm room door. It was a quiet, gentle knock, as if to get your attention, but careful not to disturb anyone that might happen to be nearby. While you weren’t absolute on who it was, you had an idea of who. However, you were a bit caught off guard, given that it was way past school curfew. 

Slowly, you rose from your seat, making your way to the door. As you unlocked it with a swift movement and opened it slowly, you were surprised to see Violet standing before you. Then again, who else would it have been?

“Violet? What are you doing here? it’s far past curfew..” you reacted. His expression seemed to remain unphased by your reaction, but a slight look of guilt could be seen in his eyes. Perhaps your reactive words made him feel a bit bad for showing up at such a late hour.

“(Y/N). I…forgot to give you this…” he said, handing you his drawing he’d made of you earlier that day. You took it from his hands, just as amazed as you were when you’d just seen it. His ability to capture every detail of you, even the stray hairs, was truly incredible. A small smile formed on your lips as you looked back up at him. Only this time, there was a slight blush across his face, painting his cheeks a faint pink. 

“Thank you…” you said, your speech trailing off at the end slightly as your mind was now occupied with the image of the boy standing before you. He was…beautiful. It was almost as though if you stayed around him for just a second longer, your heart would jump through your chest. He nodded in response to your thanking him, and seemed to be thinking about something, looking as though he was about to speak- but he didn’t. Instead he paused for a moment, looking at your face as if to examine it, and then looking away briefly. 

“May I come in? Is that…fine with you..?” he asked, seeming a bit unsure of his own words. You paused for a moment before finally answering, “Yes, I suppose you can. Just be careful since it is past curfew, after all.” 

He took only a few steps into the room, still standing. You were a bit confused as to why he wanted to come in, even though he appeared to be slightly uncomfortable. He seemed to have shaken off some of the discomfort, as he took a few more steps towards you. Violet was now much closer to you, the both of you almost chest to chest. -

“(Y/N)...” Violet spoke, his cold breath tickling your skin. The air now felt so thick that you could almost cut through it. “Would you mind if I do this…this one thing?” he continued. 

“What thing..? I’m not sure I understand..” you replied.

“Just..close your eyes…please..” He said in a low voice, almost barely a whisper. Not in any sort of demanding tone, but in a way that he wanted to convince you to trust him. That you could trust him. You decided he’d do you no harm, so you closed your eyes. Despite not being able to see, you could feel the warmth of his body as it drew closer and closer, his breath coming nearer. Barely able to keep your eyes shut, you finally felt his lips press against yours, giving you a gentle kiss. So gentle and soft, it almost resembled a breeze of air. 

His hands crept down your arms to find your hands, as he locked his fingers with your own. He looked at you, as if trying to read your expression for any discomfort or rejection. 

“(Y/N)..?” Violet spoke.

“Yes?”

“Are we…friends? Or are we..more, now..?”

“I’d like to believe we’re more than friends now. What do you think?” you replied.

“I think so as well..” he confirmed, finally giving the long awaited answer of what has become of you two. 

He kissed you one last time, with more passion, making it last longer as if to savor every second of his lips caressing your own. It felt like a breeze of cold air on the hottest day of the year, so soft and gentle, yet refreshing. It felt warm and fuzzy, as if you could collapse into his touch that was almost light as a feather. You longed so desperately for more, before he pulled away from your lips. 

“I…must be on my way now. I’ll see you some time around, my..dear…” he explained. 

“If you must. I hope to see you soon as well..” you replied. In some part of yourself, deep, deep down, you felt a hint of melancholy. You’d wished this would have happened sooner in the year, and you weren’t sure if you’d see him once the semester ended. This part of your mind, you didn’t even realize, yet you couldn’t seem to brush it off at the same time. It was as though you missed him even though he was there with you. 

“Goodbye, love..” Violet spoke as he gave you one more kiss on your cheek, and turned to make his way to his own dorm. 

--> 𝓝𝓸𝔀 𝓟𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰: 𝓘'𝓶 𝓷𝓸 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵- 𝓛𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓷 𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓲𝓭𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

♱☾♡ Deep in the past, you know what it meant to me Just a dream, yet something so real I need you to feel, I need you to come with me ♱☾♡

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In the Afternoon: That butler, returning again soon 🕯️🖤

A/N: Hello, reader(s)! I've had quite the chaos going on these past few weeks (more like months), but I've been determined to post something, so have this short-ish Violet fanfic! Good morning or night, wherever you may be, and remember- take care and have some trust in yourself! goodbye, for now!

[raefaeacnh]

Visit Juniper Nature Center!

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Juniper Nature Center is an island that's inspired by the nature preserves that can be found near my home in the Midwest, and it includes a playable scout program that you can access with my website.

Visit the island and become a Juniper Scout today!

Almost every build on this island was inspired by my favorite areas to hike and explore near my hometown. Now, you too can visit my favorite stomping grounds!

You can walk the accessible boardwalk and check out all the birds in the Raptor Recovery program, explore the marshes (careful - your boot might get stuck in the mud), visit the meadow where a controlled burn took place many years ago, and many more beautiful trails in between. Then at the Lodge you can find our wildlife education center, Juniper Scout quarters, and a few other rooms to fit your needs while spending the day at the nature preserve.

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Learn about the native wildlife!

Everything on this island, from its animal species, to the tallest tree and the smallest flower, was hand-selected to resemble real-life species that can be found in the region. As you explore the island, take some time learning about the wildlife by viewing the lists of native flora and fauna on the nature center's website!

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Join the Juniper Scouts!

This island also boasts of a program that's all about promoting the exploration, education, and care of our natural habitats - the Juniper Scouts!

On Juniper Nature Center's website you can find the full list of badges that you can complete, as well as all of the information on how to play and earn credit as you finish the activities. If you complete all 12 badges, you'll earn the title of Juniper Scout Master, plus a special Scout Master uniform that can only be accessed with a secret creator code!

Don't forget to pick up your uniform at the kiosk at Resident Services!

Have fun out there Scouts, and happy exploring!

[systastic]

could we get a level 3 Cyno or Tighnari pack ? the icon source is up to you but we would like it very much if they had some difference from their canon appearance, thank you !

yayayay genshin alters!! gonna get special help from bee this time since they know the most about genshin in our system :3

this took a loooot longer than it was supposed to meow — our phone is acting weird 3: so super sorry about that!

name :: tighnari (nari), koa, kai, basil, sage, leyland

age :: early to mid twenties ~ 20 to 26 !!

pronouns :: he/him, ne/nim, thon/thons, sei/sim, fern/ferns (fernself), de/den (dendroself)

roles :: groundskeeper, gardentender, cartographer, scout, tracker

species :: tighnarian, descendant of the Valuka Shuna

gender identity :: faygender, mazeplexgender, dendrothing

orientation :: achillean mororomantic (jokingly)

source :: genshin impact

aesthetic :: goblincore, naturecore, green academia

appearance description :: unlike his canon counterpart, tighnari has warm, dark skin like a jungle tree’s trunk. sei eyes are a deep teal as is the front of sim hair. ferns natural hair color is black, but ferns connection to the power of dendro has permanently stained koa’s hair dark teal (kai would never use hair dye — how wasteful!). basil has scatterings of sunspots that dot ni shoulders from all the times ni has tried to join cyno on trips to the desert. two large fox ears take up residence on the top of thons head, and a black tufty tail is placed just above thons behind. his ears are super sensitive, being able to hear even the smallest sound from a mile away - literally! nari opts towards indian-style clothing with a few different layers as he finds it most comfortable to sit and move around in.

personality description :: koa is a bit of a hard nut to crack. ne is cordial to the people ne meets and is more than ready to offer nim help, but beyond that, thon doesn’t interact with others more than thon has to. nari much prefers doing things on thons own or with a small group of close friends, whether it be camping, hiking, fending off monsters, or sealing the corrupted areas of the woods. thons reasoning for being alone so often is quite simple: basil can see the aranara that live throughout thons home region and is able to communicate with them… which looks a bit odd to those who can’t see the nara. there are a few exceptions, like the traveler, collei, cyno, and occasionally al haithem or kaveh, but for the most part? de is fine on dens own.

likes :: the forest, treehouses, daily nature walks, birdwatching, sketching plants, observational note-taking, learning, mentoring others, natural sciences, wildlife (particularly deer or birds), wildflowers, mushrooms & fungi, places untouched by humans, recycling, composting & sustainability, naturalism, tending to his herb garden, his mentor, collei, cyno, cyno’s jokes

dislikes :: people who litter, microplastics, landfills or trash heaps, over-urbanization, people who forcefully “domesticate” wild animals, the illegal animal trade, corruption in academia and the government (he’s had enough of that for one life), wildfires or bonfires, joking about arson, unethical zoos, circuses, red markings on his papers, being told he’s foolish, overcomplicated concepts, the desert, cyno’s jokes

front triggers :: being surrounded by nature (hiking, camping, exploring nearby areas, etc), seeing wildlife nearby, people who disrespect the planet, the presence of cyno or collei, hearing cyno’s jokes (seriously… that guy…)

signoff :: 🏹, 🏞️, 🦌, or 🦊

cannot find the artist, but the redesign is by nudeerah!

[whimsicallywiddershins]

Gris is such an amazing game on so many levels, but the parts with the darkness bird/eel was amazing. I believe the darkness represents despair. I love how we first see the bird in the ends of the bargaining stage. It really represents the despair people feel when they start to realize they can't bargain their way out of their grief. No matter how hard Gris may try, she can't bring her mother back, and so that's when despair creeps in and starts to effect her. I loved how the main method to deal with the bird's screams was to turn into a block, what we learned in the "anger" level. Because a common method to fight against despair is anger. You can't drown in your despair if your are angry and raging. So we learned to harness our anger and stubbornness to push back against the despair of grief.

Then the despair really chases Gris as she reaches the "depression" level, the blue level. I love that area, because it really gives you the feeling of "falling" or "drowning" into depression, and that is of course where the despair would effect Gris the strongest. I love the imagery of despair chasing Gris though the watery caverns, dark and shadowy, only guided by the smallest sparks of light. It's how grief feels, like it's swallowing you whole and you can't see a way out.

Of course, Gris outruns her despair, but not for long. It's only through acceptance does she gain the ability to truly conquer her despair and pain. I love the "acceptance" level. The way the world is flipped upside down, is like the way it feels when you lose someone you love. But there is beauty and hope there too. Gris has to find new ways to navigate a new world where her mother is no longer there with her. And it takes all of the lessons she has learned from her anger, bargaining, depressions and acceptance to face her despair and pain head on, and truly move on in her grief.

What a beautiful game.

[rabbitcruiser]

World Wildlife Day

The World is full of amazing creatures from every possible medium. From the birds of the air to the majestic whales of the sea, wildlife abounds in the most unusual and unexpected places. Wildlife benefits us in many ways and has since timed out of mind. World Wildlife Day is a day to remind us of our responsibilities to our world and the lifeforms we share it with.

Even though we might like to think so sometimes, humans aren’t the only living things on Earth. In fact, we’re far outnumbered by other living things, from animals and plants to fungi and bacteria. Wildlife isn’t just something that we passively observe; it’s part of our world, and something we need to care for. World Wildlife Day is your chance to celebrate all wildlife, from the smallest insect to blue whales. No matter what you love about wildlife, you can spend the day taking action to help protect it.

This day is all about raising awareness of wild flora and fauna across the world. Whether you love animals, you’re passionate about plants, or you’re concerned about climate change, it’s the day that you can use to educate yourself or others. You can celebrate the incredible biodiversity across the world and perhaps get out there to explore the huge range of flora and fauna the world has to offer. Celebrating World Wildlife Day is a must for anyone who loves our planet.

History of World Wildlife Day

On March 3rd, 1973 the United Nations General Assembly took a stand to protect Endangered Species throughout the world. Whether plant or animal, the importance of these species in every area of human life, from culinary to medical, could not be understated. At this time hundreds of endangered species were being threatened every year, and extinction was at a staggeringly high rate. CITES was put into place (Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species) to ensure that the world did not continue to hemorrhage species that would never be seen from again.

On December 20th, 2013 another step was taken to help spread awareness of the fragility of endangered species in the world. At its 68th session, the UN declared that each year World Wildlife Day would be dedicated to a new purpose and idea to help keep people abreast of the changing nature of our world, and the treasures we stand to lose from the animal and plant kingdom if we don’t take care.

Sometimes the day highlights an endangered animal or group of animals, while in other years, it has focused on a specific issue affecting the world of wildlife. Previous themes have included getting serious about wildlife crime and listening to young voices. World Wildlife Day is implemented by the CITES Secretariat, working together with relevant UN organizations. The day might not have been around for long compared to some others, but it’s already made a big impact. If you are passionate about the Earth and everything on it, celebrating is a must.

World Wildlife Day Timeline

1900 First wildlife conservation act is passed in the US

The Lacey Game and Wild Birds Preservation and Disposition Act is passed by Congress, which is the first legislation of its kind in the United States.

1948 International Union for Conservation of Nature begins

This is the first effort toward conservation that is supported by governments and societal organizations globally and its purpose is to encourage cooperation and the sharing of resources regarding conservation.

1961 World Wildlife Federation is established

A group of individuals who are passionate about protecting endangered species and places bands together to secure funding to this end.

1973 Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species

Negotiated in Washington DC, CITES is an international agreement between governments to protect the survival of various wild species by ensuring that trade does not threaten them. The signing takes place on March 3.

2013 First World Wildlife Day is celebrated

At its 68th session, the United Nations General Assembly (UNGA) declares March 3 as the day to raise awareness and and celebrate the wild animals all over the world.

How to Celebrate World Wildlife Day

You can celebrate World Wildlife Day on your own or with others, whether you just want to spend some time contemplating the majesty of nature or you want to spread the word about just how amazing the world’s wildlife is and how we can protect it.

The first thing that always comes to mind when we think about World Wildlife Day is heading out to our local zoo or botanical conservatory and reminding ourselves of the vast variety of life our world offers. If you have children, this can be one of the best ways to really introduce them to the wonders of the animal and plant kingdom. If you’re feeling particularly adventurous, an outdoor excursion with a book of local flora and fauna (That’s plants and animals) can help make that connection come even closer to home.

You could also spend the day spreading the word about the importance of our wildlife. If you love our planet, what better way to celebrate everything on it than to encourage other people to care about it too? You might create an event, get people to sponsor you or create some education materials. Choose a cause that matters to you, whether it is a local one or an international wildlife issue that you want to highlight.

Another way you can get involved is finding out what this year’s theme is by stopping by www.wildlifeday.org and finding ways to get involved. The website has a map of events that you can search to discover things to do near you, or you could add your own event to encourage others to get involved too. You can find a range of useful materials on the site too, including posters, logos, a social media kit, and a special action card that you can use to take photos. You can find suggestions for World Wildlife Day hashtags to use on social media or any materials that you create for your event too. Some of their suggestions for getting involved include running a competition, engaging with influencers, celebrities and politicians, and showing your appreciation for those who help to conserve wildlife every day.

There are few things as important as making sure that the world’s biosphere remains healthy, every time we lose a plant or animal, we have no way of knowing if a cure for a disease or some new medical breakthrough was lost with them. World Wildlife Day is your opportunity to do your part in preserving our world.

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[gonehollywoodrp]

JOIN US ON ST. MAARTEN.

This island is known as home of the "Friendly People" and promises a paradise and all the magical experiences you can have in such a beautiful place! It's also known as the smallest landmass where two nations exist, giving you the experience of both a tropical paradise and cosmopolitan city living. And with the relaxed energy and rhythm of the island, it'll be a daycation you won't soon forget. Here are some of the island features to partake in:

Natural Pool: The nature-made wonder called Natural Pool or David's Cupper is an absolute must for both nature lovers and thrill seekers. During a hike to the pools, you get the scenery of beautiful green hills and rocky views on one side of the path, and a glimpse of the ocean on the other. Take a swim in the pool protected from crashing waves and filled with coral shrimp and sea urchins before taking the hike back.  

Seaside Nature Park: Take a tour through 30 acres of unspoiled nature here at Seaside Nature Park. You have your choice of riding horseback or hiking through the wilderness, and they also offer activities such as a playground and a pet farm for the whole family to have a great time with hand-feeding and petting ducks, goats, and miniature horses.  

Green Cay Beach: Many areas in St. Maarten provide undisturbed landscapes for visitors to enjoy, and Green Cay Beach is one that offers access to coral reefs via snorkeling, or just the beautiful backdrop of a sunset over natural terrain. And with options such a kayaking, paddleboarding, or just relaxing on the beach, Green Cay aims to give everyone an incredible experience.

Rainforest Adventure Park: The rainforest park on the island is designed to give each visitor an unique experience while providing a sustainable use of the environment. Each visitor can tour each of the attractions and beauty of the rainforests with the provided viewing platforms. And there are also the options of ziplining, riding in the sky explorer, or the hill zip and schnoor ride to see the views!

Parrote Ville Bird Sanctuary and Museum: This is one of many animal sanctuaries on the island to explore and learn about all of our island wildlife. The Parrote Ville Bird Sanctuary is where you can learn about over 25 species of the most friendly and colorful birds during a walk through of the center.

Back Bay & Guana Bay: This hiking path takes visitors along the east coast of the Dutch Side, along a 2.6 km trail. And you can choose which paths to take between Back Bay and Guana Bay. During the hike, you'll see local fauna and flora, cacti, and may even see a goat or two in your path!

Fort Amsterdam: Visit a little of history in touring this location, location near the capital of the island, Phillipsburg. Built by the Dutch in 1631, the fortification was attacked and conquered by the Spaniards in 1633.

Fort Louis: Another place on the island that provides a little of history can be found at Fort Louis. This is a French military fort built in the 18th century to defend the French side of the island from enemy attacks. With its surroundings of green rolling hills and blue sky, it's the perfect place both to unwind and learn something new about the island's history.

Once again, these are only suggestions, and you're welcome to peruse the website and make your own itinerary for the island!

[gar-a-ash]

Introducing dog food X3 and 'I needed to buy six chicks per policy' X3. It's hilarious seeing the largest commercial bird (turkeys) next to the smallest commercial bird (bantams). They are handling the brooder together well, though! Reese wants to sniff the beepers and is mad I won't let him, and Tassie wants to crunch them so bad.

They are in a separate room that is locked away so none of the household pets can get at them, and in a few weeks they'll be outside to pasture just in time to make room for my mail order of chicks to arrive. Plan is the three turkeys, egg laying hens and dual purpose ducks next month, and then later in June we'll start about ten broilers or so. My brother also wants me to raise broilers for him, so that'll be about twenty broilers total, but we're fencing a 60x60 area so they'll have plenty of room to free range. Mostly doing this to save a bit of money feeding the dogs (and ourselves), but also because I like ducks and wanted some. If I was going to get some ducks, might as well go all the way, right?

This week is supposed to be warm so I'm hoping we can get the fence up so long as I can kick this sinus infection, but if I can't this week than the week after will still be plenty of time. And then over the summer I'll be working on getting this ancient trailer rebuilt into a mobile coop, which is what our birds will be wintering in. Busy year for us, alongside pursuing titles on the dogs!

[netskartindia]

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[razette-moved]

They wanted the beanstalk to fall west. I was wondering why it's fall looked odd, and then it occurred to me that it was because it was falling right. A north oriented map would show west on the left, but they use those south facing birds. not that they had a south facing bird to help with all this, but it's like the smallest plot hole in the series. Can't really worry about it.

Funny thing, to me personally, is that we moved back to our home town recently, and I've been lost the whole time. It took me about a month and half of using maps to get to places that had changed before it occurred to me. My whole mental map of this entire state is south facing. I stopped getting lost when I stopped using maps in this area and just worked everything into the south facing map i have in my head.

I didn't notice it as much when were living in florida. We lived along a north-south interstate-- where we were constantly going north to get to places like work and doctors. Home was always south anyway.

Since I discovered this I've been really wanting a south facing map. I can't find any good ones, tho, and Ive no idea who to commission one for a nice one. Oh well.