Sunday Six 10.30.22
It’s been a while since I’ve done one of these, but as I have several things in process and nothing ready to go quite yet, I thought I’d drop some teasers.
Also, just because it’s not on here doesn’t mean I’ve abandoned it, it’s just on the back burner while these are what’s percolating in the front right now. And as you all well know, that is always subject to change at any moment. Que me writing and posting six chapters of Eidolon plus epilogue and extras in a six day time period. 🙈
As always, spoilers are under the cut
Savage Love Chapter 25:
I lifted my hand from his shoulder and brought it back down, slapping him, “I told you, stop calling me ma’am!”
He spun and pinned my body to his before I had time to react, he was laughing as he nuzzled against my neck, “And I told you….never!”
I shrieked with laughter as I tried to squirm free. My struggles ceased as his playful nuzzling turned into light nipping and gentle sucking.
Shit.
My breathing hitched, I sank a hand into his silky hair, delighting in the way it felt between my fingers. “Fuck! If you don’t stop that, we’re going to have to go somewhere private where I can rip these clothes off of you!”
“I am fine with that.” He murmured, his warm breath against my skin.
There was a buzzing noise followed by a pop as the sound equipment came to life. Then Liam’s voice over the speakers, “Hey Drake! Get your ass up here, it’s rehearsal time!”
Drake froze, a frustrated growl escaping him.
“I’m coming!” He yelled over his shoulder, then he whispered, “To be continued, okay?”
Star Crossed Chapter 11 (and possibly the last chapter, we’ll see how it goes):
He closed his eyes, drew in a deep breath as he tipped his head up toward the sky in silent prayer, and knocked on the door.
He was just about to give up on getting an answer when the door swung open.
“Drake? What are you doing here?” She seemed shocked, but not displeased, to see him.
He’d take that as a good sign.
“Oh, thank God!” His breath exploded out of him as relief crashed into him.
Bad Parenting (probably chapter 3 or maybe will be saved for later, no idea, really, where this is going other than I love the dynamic Leo and Drake have in this universe and can never resist a chance for one of them to fuck with the other):
“You may have Riley, but at least I’m not stuck with one woman for eternity! Variety is the spice of life! Look what you’re missing out on!” Leo crowed triumphantly as he gestured to Siobhan.
Drake and Siobhan’s eyes met, and laughter broke out of both of them.
“What?” Leo looked back and forth between them in confusion.
Drake leaned forward and lowered his voice so no one else overheard, “Oh, I’m very well acquainted with just how, uh…skilled Siobhan is in the bedroom. She’s been in my bed many times.”
Leo’s mouth dropped as his head spun to Siobhan for confirmation.
She bit into her bottom lip as she nodded, “Many times!”
“But Riley-“
“Was there, buddy. These things are always her idea!” Drake gave him a satisfied smirk as Leo tried to process that.
“Fuck.” Leo swore softly.
Siobhan lowered her lips to his ear, “I’ve been with your brother too. Is that going to be a problem?”
The Agreement Chapter 4: (This is almost done, could be out as early as tomorrow)
Riley groaned in protest as a persistent ringing slowly penetrated the fog of her sleep clouded brain. “Who the hell is calling you at this hour?” she grumbled irritably as she rolled toward Drake.
“It's not my phone.” he said, his tone guarded.
She cracked her eyes open to glare at him. She envied him his ability to come immediately and completely awake on a moment's notice no matter how little sleep he had. Occupational hazard he had told her, first from the military, then later from being in the Royal Guard.
He had loved being in the Guard. Something else he had given up to marry her, become a duke and devote his life to ruling.
She fumbled for her phone in the dark. “Hello? Liam?” She pulled the phone away from her ear to check the time. What the hell? “Do you know what time it is? Are you…are you drunk?”
Bad Romance One Shot, Untitled: (Working title: Max’s Room)
Matilda glanced at Riley, taking in her very unqueenly attire of short cropped denim pants, t-shirt knotted at the waist and colorful bandana tied in her hair, “Are you here to help him clean out his junk room?”
“Treasure room, Matilda! Room of wonderous treasures!” Max corrected her.
“Mm.” Matilda looked at him skeptically, “Duke Beaumont calls it a junk room.”
Bad Romance One Shot, Untitled: (working title: Run Away)
Riley was having a hell of a week.
The Royal Council was being a royal pain in her ass. They hadn’t approved the budget she’d spent the last two months working on and they were pushing for her to consider marriage alliances for her daughter.
Like hell.
Drake was off on his annual deep sea fishing trip with Bastien, which usually left Marco in charge but not this week. No, this week Marco had the fucking flu so Bruno was running point on everything and he wasn’t good at it.
The schedule kept getting fucked up. Either she had too many guards or not enough. She’d never even seen the kid that was posted outside her door that morning. He was far too young, far too nervous and far too fucking excited for her to deal with at six a.m.
Crown Princess Eleanor was being extra and two of the part time nannies had quit in the last week.
Kiara was back in town. Riley had run into her at a high profile charity event and had to pretend to be nice to her.
Madeleine had just started her job as royal communications director and was running roughshod over her inherited staff. The HR complaints were stacking up, but Riley couldn’t deny the countess was excellent at her job. She wasn’t inclined to fire her, but she was tired of fielding complaints about a hostile work environment.
The countess had exacting standards. The queen could not argue with her results. Maybe it was time for some restructuring anyway.
Liam was out of town on business leaving her to deal with everything. Fucking Liam.
Bad Romance One Shot, Untitled: (working title: Shhhh)
Two months was a long time. His hand wasn’t cutting it anymore. He needed to feel her, be inside her. But she wasn’t there. So, he would find a suitable substitute.
He stood in the VIP section at the ledge overlooking the dancefloor, arms folded across his chest, face impassive as one of his guards approached the woman. Her eyes followed the guard’s finger, landing on Liam.
By the time he saw her again, in his hotel room, she had signed all the appropriate waivers and been given the correct perfume to wear. The one that reminded him of Riley.
Bad Romance One Shot, Untitled: (working title: Four)
“What are you doing?”
“Keeping myself between you two deviants and the straight boy!”
“Deviants, are we?”
“Yes!”
Liam moved quickly. He was suddenly pressed up against her back, one hand pulling her head backwards by the hair, the other pinning her arm behind her back as he whispered roughly, “You like it when I’m deviant!”
She sucked in a hiss of pleasure.
Drake’s eyes tracked the movement. He struggled to maintain his composure as he fought against every instinct he had not to rip Liam’s hands off of her, and possibly break one. Not because he was touching her in a sexual way, but because he was touching her in an aggressive way.
She didn’t seem to mind though.
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"With “green corridors” that mimic the natural forest, the Colombian city is driving down temperatures — and could become five degrees cooler over the next few decades.
In the face of a rapidly heating planet, the City of Eternal Spring — nicknamed so thanks to its year-round temperate climate — has found a way to keep its cool.
Previously, Medellín had undergone years of rapid urban expansion, which led to a severe urban heat island effect — raising temperatures in the city to significantly higher than in the surrounding suburban and rural areas. Roads and other concrete infrastructure absorb and maintain the sun’s heat for much longer than green infrastructure.
“Medellín grew at the expense of green spaces and vegetation,” says Pilar Vargas, a forest engineer working for City Hall. “We built and built and built. There wasn’t a lot of thought about the impact on the climate. It became obvious that had to change.”
Efforts began in 2016 under Medellín’s then mayor, Federico Gutiérrez (who, after completing one term in 2019, was re-elected at the end of 2023). The city launched a new approach to its urban development — one that focused on people and plants.
The $16.3 million initiative led to the creation of 30 Green Corridors along the city’s roads and waterways, improving or producing more than 70 hectares of green space, which includes 20 kilometers of shaded routes with cycle lanes and pedestrian paths.
These plant and tree-filled spaces — which connect all sorts of green areas such as the curb strips, squares, parks, vertical gardens, sidewalks, and even some of the seven hills that surround the city — produce fresh, cooling air in the face of urban heat. The corridors are also designed to mimic a natural forest with levels of low, medium and high plants, including native and tropical plants, bamboo grasses and palm trees.
Heat-trapping infrastructure like metro stations and bridges has also been greened as part of the project and government buildings have been adorned with green roofs and vertical gardens to beat the heat. The first of those was installed at Medellín’s City Hall, where nearly 100,000 plants and 12 species span the 1,810 square meter surface.
“It’s like urban acupuncture,” says Paula Zapata, advisor for Medellín at C40 Cities, a global network of about 100 of the world’s leading mayors. “The city is making these small interventions that together act to make a big impact.”
At the launch of the project, 120,000 individual plants and 12,500 trees were added to roads and parks across the city. By 2021, the figure had reached 2.5 million plants and 880,000 trees. Each has been carefully chosen to maximize their impact.
“The technical team thought a lot about the species used. They selected endemic ones that have a functional use,” explains Zapata.
The 72 species of plants and trees selected provide food for wildlife, help biodiversity to spread and fight air pollution. A study, for example, identified Mangifera indica as the best among six plant species found in Medellín at absorbing PM2.5 pollution — particulate matter that can cause asthma, bronchitis and heart disease — and surviving in polluted areas due to its “biochemical and biological mechanisms.”
And the urban planting continues to this day.
The groundwork is carried out by 150 citizen-gardeners like Pineda, who come from disadvantaged and minority backgrounds, with the support of 15 specialized forest engineers. Pineda is now the leader of a team of seven other gardeners who attend to corridors all across the city, shifting depending on the current priorities...
“I’m completely in favor of the corridors,” says [Victoria Perez, another citizen-gardener], who grew up in a poor suburb in the city of 2.5 million people. “It really improves the quality of life here.”
Wilmar Jesus, a 48-year-old Afro-Colombian farmer on his first day of the job, is pleased about the project’s possibilities for his own future. “I want to learn more and become better,” he says. “This gives me the opportunity to advance myself.”
The project’s wider impacts are like a breath of fresh air. Medellín’s temperatures fell by 2°C in the first three years of the program, and officials expect a further decrease of 4 to 5C over the next few decades, even taking into account climate change. In turn, City Hall says this will minimize the need for energy-intensive air conditioning...
In addition, the project has had a significant impact on air pollution. Between 2016 and 2019, the level of PM2.5 fell significantly, and in turn the city’s morbidity rate from acute respiratory infections decreased from 159.8 to 95.3 per 1,000 people [Note: That means the city's rate of people getting sick with lung/throat/respiratory infections.]
There’s also been a 34.6 percent rise in cycling in the city, likely due to the new bike paths built for the project, and biodiversity studies show that wildlife is coming back — one sample of five Green Corridors identified 30 different species of butterfly.
Other cities are already taking note. Bogotá and Barranquilla have adopted similar plans, among other Colombian cities, and last year São Paulo, Brazil, the largest city in South America, began expanding its corridors after launching them in 2022.
“For sure, Green Corridors could work in many other places,” says Zapata."
-via Reasons to Be Cheerful, March 4, 2024
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Literally every conversation with a colleague/peer in the academic field I'm in (anthropology, with a focus on human prehistory and human evolution) upon them learning I'm an observant religious Jew goes like this:
Person: "Sorry if this is a personal question, but how do you.... y'know......deal with it?"
Me: "Deal with what?"
Person: "Y'know...... y'know......your religion......"
Me: "Meaning?"
Person: "Well, um, how old do you believe the earth is?"
Me: "I follow the geological consensus, which is approximately 4.5 Billion years"
Person: "But......but.....your Bible says that it's 6,000 years old....."
Me: "Technically 5,783 years, so you're wrong there, haha"
Person: "Okay but how do you....how do you reconcile that with science?"
Me: "I don't need to reconcile it. They're not in opposition."
Person: "??"
Me: "The plain text in the Tanakh states that it has been 5,783 years since the creation of Adam, and consequently the world. Judaism has never been about taking the text in the Tanakh plainly, there's always deeper meanings. Who's to say that the 5,783 years aren't just the years since a couple named Adam and Eve met and copulated, triggering the begining of the lineage of Abraham, Moses, and the entire Jewish lineage, and that the six days of creation aren't six phases which are actually pretty in-line with our understanding of evolution?"
Person: "But.....some people believe that it's literally been 5,783 years since the earth was literally created!"
Me: "Okay..... that's what they believe. I don't see how it should bother me, especially considering we're in the field of anthropology where we try to study other patterns of belief, not cast judgement upon them."
Person: "But other Jews believe that!!!"
Me: "Again.....why should that affect my religious and academic senses of self? Judaism has never been a monolith of belief, anyway."
Person: "But-"
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