#haybail

[shawnshawcowboy]

Little bit of that Oklahoma sunset for yall!

[uncwcabartgallery-blog]

Kathryn Baczeski, “Erosion Wall - It’s All Here” Variety of locally sourced wild clays #cabartgallery #uncwartgallery #uncwculturalartsbuilding #uncw #uncwilmington #wilmingtonnc #gallery #art #exhibition #artexhibition #KathrynBaczeski #SubtropicalWrecks #NorthCarolinaWildClay #ceramics #haybails #NorthCarolina (at CAB Art Gallery at UNCW) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkwN8k1PszE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[geodelart]

Manitoulin Island, Southern Ontario #13, 2022. #manitoulin #manitoulinisland #manitoulinlife #farm #farmlife #manitoulinfarm #geodelart #haybails (at Manitoulin Island ,Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChqTGH1MgdF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[lemmetreatya]

@marleysfinest tempted me. but have a bit of southern reiner!! from me to you 🫶🏾

all you needed to do was tend to the haystacks; count the barrels, mound the stacks and document them down so you knew how much to order for the next month.

yet, your dearest husband seemed to have other plans, and without the responsibility of ‘haystack duty’, he found it a lot more easier to distract you.

“fuck rei.”

with your legs drapped over his shoulders and his face smouldering over yours, reiner viciously plowed into your already creaming cunt. there were no breaks between thrusts — each one was fiercer than the other and with each fierce slap of his abdomen, you could imagine the bruised meat of your lower region that was definitely going to get you waddling for the next few days.

“boo. y-you’re so rough today.” you strain against your arm over your mouth. your skin was already littered with crescent shaped bite marks.

although, even with your overalls discarded and the rough hays of the stacks prickling against the skin of your back and ass, the sensation of being fucked within the open barn was more thrilling than uncomfortable.

“sorry, baby.” reiner haggars. “you know best how i get once i see you in them drawls. aint no stoppin’ a beast when he’s hungry.”

and you believed him, because with the animalistic thrusts reiner was fucking into you, it was nothing short of what you’d expect from inside an animal’s home.

as reiners fingers dug into the soft squidge of your hips to keep you in place, he bent down to land a half-missed messy kiss just over your philtrum.

“you’ll tell me if it really be hurtin’ you now, wontchu?” he mumbles against your lips.

you couldn’t even form a sensible reply at first. the only words on your brain for a hot minute was simply ‘fuck fuck fuck fuck’ and the overbidding sensation of reiner’s fat cock marching up your ribbed canals. but pain wasn’t your concern no more. like yeah, you were pretty sure you were getting hay strays within the crack of your ass but it didnt matter anymore. none of it did.

“o-of course.” you push out, your head unable to lift from its position as your lips were slack and glossed with spit.

reiner grunts a positive reply as he leans back to prop one of his legs onto the surface of a haybail, the new angle causing a long throaty moan to escape your mouth as his cock started to poke repetitively at your cervix.

“good.” he says, hazel eyes glistening with a menacing gleam. “coz i aint gonna let up coz ofa lil whining.”

[hermitdrabbles56]

Twilight having picked up chiropractor and healing techniques from Renado is a wholesome thought. Just, teaching himself other ways he can help people that don't require violence.

Initially Renado starts doing chiropractic work on Twilight to help him with the aches and pains because of all of his transforming. But he starts recalling things like Rusls bad shoulder, Jaggle's back pain from working in the pumpkin feilds, how often him and Fado would ache after slinging haybails.

So he asks Renado to touch him medical practices that he can use to help people. Massage and chiropractic work, breathing and calming techniques for panick attacks and anxiety, but also herbalism and stuff so he can put together simple remedies that can aid. Even teaching him a few things that'll help the Goron and Zora people.

Being able to offer help that isn't violent probably really helps keep him sane. He's a gentle soul that's always helped look after people, but becoming the hero means he's now expected to fulfill a lot of violent and grueling tasks and see horrible things he never would have been exposed to before.

But this way he can retouch with his gentle side and not loose it in the midst of everything.

And he's especially happy to have it when he meets the chain, because he can do things for them that other people may never have thought of or known about.

Edit: I found the Adjustment fics referenced in the tags. Really good, super wholesome

[sketch-pencilpoint]

Little robots: the little city

S1 E3: the little city part 3

Summary: Now in haybaile, the other robots have a lot to do and learn if they want to live in this little city. Not to mention, new lifestyle changes, new homes (aside from the ones they took with them) and even building careers.

*it took a while, but eventually, all of the little robots were now in the small town of haybaile. Tiny was so excited to show all of his friends this exciting new place. As gadget takes noted on who wants what transported (if they decide to stay, that is), tiny begins to act as a tour guide for the other little robots. It took until sundown, but eventually, even stretchy was convinced. They were going to move to haybaile to see what this new life would bring. Of course, there's a few things they would need to know first. So once they robots get settled into their temporary homes, tiny gets to teaching

Tiny: So! The first thing you need to know is how to read! Here they have written communication to help convey information and to send messages at long distances with ease.

*sporty raises his hand

Tiny: Sporty?

Sporty: How do they do that?

Tiny: they have these things called 'phones' and this thing called the 'internet'. These phones can be used to send either audio calls or written texts and messages to communicate information easily.

Everyone: *murmers and chatter about how ingenious that is*

Tiny: and as you can see *he flips his board, now showing diagrams of currency and how it/jobs work* here they also have this thing called 'bot coin'. It's used to get things and services like help building things

*Once again, everyone mutters in wonder over the amazing advances of these robots

*Meanwhile, Gadget and some of the other residents in haybaile are busy moving the desired belongings of the little robots. In order, tiny (and to an extent messy) spoke with the mayor, and the nut and bolt tree will replace the broken statue in the middle of town. Sporty only wanted his sports equipment kept, alongside his hoop, trampoline, and treadmill. Stretchy predictably wanted his junk and junk shoot moved (they found a way to ensure it still gave him regular deliveries). Rusty only wanted her furniture and decor. Stripey decided to keep only his garden and all of his flowers. Noisy at first wanted to only move her instruments, but when she really wanted to keep her plinky plonky stairs, she just had the whole house moved. Spotty, similarly, had her whole house moved. If she didn't have to have her first lesson in literacy, she would have supervised. Scary wanted to move his props, costumes, mirror and, his pride and joy, the ghost train. And the sparkies only were able to keep their roller planks and roll alongs. Plus, the sparky mobiles. All this while our little robots were learning how to read.

*a few days later

*now that the robots have settled in, a lot has happened. Let's start with tiny and make our way from there. Once settled, tiny began wondering what kind of job he'd pursue. That's when gadget comes over to his new home.

Gadget: hey tiny. You have a minute

Tiny: of course! What's the problem

Gadget: no problem... but the mayor wanted me to give you this

*he hands over a piece of paper. Despite only being here for a few days, tiny is already literate (to an extent)

Tiny: this... is an invitation to medical school...

Gadget: Yeah. Lightbot spoke to your friends and learnt that you fixed them when they broke, so he decided to offer for you to train to get an official medical licence. You see... we have a lack of a proper doctor at our local medical centre. Plus, the nearest hospital is a long way away for those who need some quick but not complicated fixes. So he wanted to know if you wanted to go to med school and become our new doctor.

Tiny: I'd... be honoured

*Meanwhile, noisy is being... herself. As she belts with all of her heart, she fails to notice that the crowd around her are just... annoyed at her racket. If you couldn't guess, she's singing her very noisy song. Still, she remains unaware, for now. But this scene will be important for later.

* Back to a more quiet area, we go to the diner. Run by a robot known as Mr. Diner. It's unknown if that was a coincidence, or he renamed himself when he wanted to run the diner. Never the less, rusty walks through the doors of this place. As it happened, diner himself was visiting as he often does, this time to see his daughter, who worked there. As for her motivation, she was only looking. But instead

Diner: and who might you be?

Rusty (letting out some steam in surprise): o..oh! I'm... Rusty.. I'm new here and was, um, looking around.

Diner: well, you certainly are a new face. Say, you wouldn't happen to be looking for a job would you?

Rusty: oh, not exactly, but it would be nice.

Diner: Well, how about you come work here! A pretty face like yours would be great here. And at the very least it will be some good experience.

Rusty: you... would hire.. me? Oh I'd be honoured, sir!

Diner: Great. Meet me here tomorrow at 9 am sharp, and we can start your training to see if you'd do well here.

* Again, we move to someone else. This time stretchy. If you recall, haybaile has a large, mostly unused scrapyard. As you could expect, stretchy, with some advice and encouragement from the mayor, is opening a workshop and scrap selling/trading unit. Of course, however, spotty has to roll in as he's trying to build up one of the main walls.

Spotty (spends a second dusting herself before speaking): stretchy! How good to run into..

Stretchy: Spotty, I'll be blunt, I have not moved from this area in an hour. You came up to me.

Spotty (now flustered): So.. so what if I did. I.. I.. oh, I just wanted to see you. I was.. I was visiting everyone to see how they were doing, yes.

Stretchy: Are you now? Well can't you see I'm trying to work on my soon to be shop?

Spotty: so you are. You are a clever bot aren't you?

Stretchy (with a hint of suspicion): I am... don't you have someone else to bother?

Spotty (taken aback) well I.. no I.. you're the last robot that was on my list, yes. So you were the last of my friends I had visited.

*stretchy groans. He's not falling for whatever spotty is trying to accomplish. But as she dribbles on and he continues building, he can't help but wonder what those motivations are.

*that evening

As the sun slowly set, something tiny was now getting used to, he and messy sit in front of the new resting place of the nut and bolt tree. Despite everything, he still loved his old home. He and his friends had worked together to make it. They have lived there for so long, it feels weird to have left. But in the end, this place is better. Right..

* Gadget notices tiny sitting with his dog messy, and even he can tell that tiny is upset. There are no words to be said, though. All he does is sit down on the other side of tiny, to offer his support. This continues. First rusty, who at first wanted to tell tiny about her job offer. Then sporty, who was following rusty to ask for some advice on getting a job. Then scary, who wanted tiny to help convince the mayor to let him keep his ghost train. Then noisy, who was only walking by but decided to join her friends. Then the sparkies, who wanted tinys help fixing their roll alongs. Then stripy, who was having a nice walk. Even mayor lightbot, who was looking for gadget but found this more important. Then spotty. But before she reached tiny, she noticed stretchy rolling towards the crowd of his friends. Being spotty, she assumes he wants to see her, so she waddles up to him

Spotty: Oh, stretchy, look. All of our friends are huddled up together. How about we go for a little walk together to take our minds of things, hm?

* At this point, stretchy was annoyed. He wanted to join his friends. He could tell what they were doing at this point. So he decided to do something. Something that ruined the illusion that this series is for the same demographic. A single action that causes this thing to become only for adults. Better here than now. What he did was say a simple phrase towards his least favourite robot before joining all of the others. And this was...

Stretchy: fuck off, spotty

[mangaka-devotee]

Day three October art

PROMPT: hay bail

You may be wondering why I placed aliens in the picture well funny story, mmy dad used to tell me that the round haybails we passed where actually Aline Space pods, im not sure if I got the idea across but I'm happy with my work here!

[dittosthename]

Collab i did with @shee-py Aka Morbid Haybail on Instagram. I did the colouring :]

[loudlystrangemagazine]

Haybail head

[lastoneout]

Idk why for the first thing that came to mind d for you was Patron Saint of Haybails, do with this info what you will

I'm allergic to hay T-T but I do think those look really nice and I would love to roll around in one without my skin trying to kill itself so I think it makes sense 👍

[stormwinddeliveries]

Tavern Music Vol.1

Noodle opened up the set with a quick and mean note on her violin. Eyes already pressed shut as she allowed the music to course through the space of The Drunken Haybail. The place all the nearby farmers, and members of their small small village, congregated for a merry evening and strong drink.

Bea followed soon behind with a light flute playing. The tune they pair set exhaled effortlessly through the stick and holes used for music.

Duchess, or Dutch, joined in right after with fingers strumming along guitar strings. Head bowed and bobbed forward with dark locks of brown hair shielding her face and work. Together the apparent trio made up The Westfall Sweethearts, and they seemed hell bent on livening up the tavern that night.

Noodle swung side to side as she and Bea traded off with fleeting instrumental solos. One would play their instrument, the other would follow, and so on so forth. As though the song warranted the pair to tease one another with melody alone. All while Dutch continued on her strumming, as though no one else shared her space at all.

Only for Noodles eyes to snap open, and her voice gracing the tavern space. Oh how quickly they went from musical playing to all out rocking. Bea quickened her fluiting, Dutch quickened her strumming, heels of southern made boots slamming into cheap wood to make a drum like beat. All while Noodle continued to play her fiddle, herself; "And then I saw your face!" The lyrics spilling from between her lips. A bop, as one might call it, forced into the shared company and air. They would liven this place up if it was the last thing they did, "Now I'm a believer!" "Not a trace! Of doubt in my mind! I'm in love!" The girls behind Noodle ooo'd respectfully in time with the song.

"I'm a believer I couldn' leave her if I tried!" Dutch picking up the strumming with a swaying of her body and head from side to side. The trio fully getting into it now, as folk rose from their seats and drinks to find their own merriment in the form of clapping along and dancing; "Then I saw her face!" Noodles own foot stomping picked up as she continued playing, and singing, all at the same time, "Now I'm a believer!"

"Not a trace! Of doubt in my mind! I'm in looooove! Now I'm a believer!" Whistles, hoots, hollers, and laughter like sounds moved along in time with the tempo and practical bardic spell work! A finite strum of copper corns as Noodles bow rose from her violin to point across the small group gathered;

"Somebody once told me the world was gonna roll me..." More singing on her end, "I ain' the sharpest tool in the shed."

A dramatic roll of her eyes as arms moved to act out gestures with the song, "She was lookin' kinda dumb with her finger and 'er thumb in the shape of an L, on her forehead..."

Her bow returned to her violin. Violin returned to her shoulder...and...

"Well! The years start comin' and they don't stop comin'." "Fed ya' the rouse and I hit the ground runnin'!" "Didn' make sense not to live for fun!" "Yer head gets smart but yer heart gets dumb." "So much t'do so much t'see so what's wrong with takin' the back streets?" "You'll never know if you don' go!" "You'll never shine if y'don' glow! Aye!" Noodles head thrown back with intense beats picked up again; "Hey now, you're an all star." "Get your game on, go play." "Hey now, you're a rock star." "Get the show on, get, paid." "All that glitter's gold! Only shootin' stars bring the 'morrow!"

As though everyone thought it couldn't get more intense! Musical melody in bopping rhyme and passion fell where lyrics seemed to stall. A cheeky half smirk plastered on the half-elfs cheeks. She was quite enjoying herself as well.

[sandistone24-blog]

Lovin’ this warm weather! Beach or farm, today is the farm for sure 😁 #zaharatribe #zaharaswimambassador #twistedeyewear #farmgirl #countrygirl #swimsuit #sunglasses #farmlife #summer #summertime #bikini #haybail #model #ambassador #brandambassador https://www.instagram.com/p/Bt9V6mXFOkh/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ucy6l0rhsgt6

[uncwcabartgallery-blog]

1 week left to come by and experience “Subtropical Wrecks” Kathryn Baczeski, “Erosion Wall - It’s All Here” Variety of locally sourced wild clays #cabartgallery #uncwartgallery #uncwculturalartsbuilding #uncw #uncwilmington #wilmingtonnc #gallery #art #exhibition #artexhibition #KathrynBaczeski #SubtropicalWrecks #NorthCarolinaWildClay #ceramics #haybails #NorthCarolina (at CAB Art Gallery at UNCW) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ckime5PLZJT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[juliankai]

Overpowered… … #zarology #instax #analoguephotography #analoguephoto #instantphoto #believeinfilm #juliankai #field #haybail #fashionphotography https://www.instagram.com/p/BpNFV2shHn7/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1mi2fes0ypns5

[authorstiner]

Excited to share the latest addition to my #etsy shop: Hello Autumn #country #tinerbookmarks #stephanietiner #bookmark #season #pumpkin #fall #autumn #haybail https://etsy.me/3h7YdI6 https://www.instagram.com/p/CQzzxH_L2l6/?utm_medium=tumblr

[ilovebigcitygreens]

Who’s gonna tell her...?