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indigos-stardust · 2 months

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Four Keys: Buwe (Blue)

(reblogs appreciated)

This is Buwe! (pronounced similarly to Dew), he's this au's Blue! Buwe's people, Selkie Folk, live in different communities on arctic Islands that rely on fishing seasons to survive.

Unfortunately, a horrible sea ice witch threatened them. She threatened to freeze all the sea, the sea that gave them their fish and their life, unless they paid. With wealth or manpower. Their tribes are like brother and sisters.

Paying her, it would have debilitated them until there was nothing left. It would kill them. Going against the other tribes would kill their souls. It was a trap to let her get more power. With the walls of ice surrounding them, and air so frigid no messenger bird could be sent, there would be no help to free them.

Buwe decided, that if she wanted a warrior, he would give her one. One that would take the breath from her lungs as he strangled her. No sick child of his home, his tribe of Kunae, would die again, because of her. Coughing blood and becoming brittle.

He found a weak spot in her ice walls and after nights of hard work in secret, he left. Filled with rage, knowing he'd never survive making it to the other tribes, he decided to go straight to the mouth of the beast. Her little hideout, hidden in the ice, under the freezing water.

He's never seen a place so beautifully sculpted, yet so revolting. Patterns of swirling ice with windows to the wide ocean outside, columns fashioned with utmost care. Icy statues of figures posed beautifully appear along the walls. The bones of children as adornments. Red stained fabrics, draping down the entrances.

It's nothing like the castles he's learned about from books, its far too small and the design itself is far too close to home. But he knows that's just now, she wants to expand this. She wants more. She'll build it out of pearly white bones if she has to.

He catches her by surprise, while she's tinkering with some sort of map. Planning for the attacks she'll lead them in, when they all crack and serve her in their grief. When they let her take control of their very minds with a binding oath made of pure dark magic.

She's amused at first. She knew how great of a warrior, and determined a man he was. She reminds him of her offer. To be hers. Only the finest would be hers, after all. He's sick. This monster, the way she talks, the way she watches him. It's nothing but a freaking game.

"No? Pity, Kunae man, but I don't want to kill you ,you know... Such a wasteful thing, yes?"

He stands in silent fury. He's ready to fight, to end this.

"Fine then, you can be, another one of my... perfect sculptures. My favorite one, in fact. That way, you could stay by my side forever, hm?"

She steps to him, closer and closer. He will not be afraid.

"Even back then... So brash and brave, when I came, I just adore you..." her hand caresses his face, he's tense, " That's the face I want to keep for myself forever."

His dagger lurches into her gut, but not before a thin blast of ice blasts off forcing them apart. Buwe moves, the end is near. The end of suffering, or the end of any chance of hope. The end of her, or the end of him.

Buwe nearly dies in that fight. He was fighting, on her terf, already weakened, with his own ability already diminished from the hunger. But the rage fuels him on, and he knows he will End Her even if it only happens during his last dying breath.

She gives a final attack of defense, he got too close, his grand tactical mistake made out of desperation. Her eyes say the words he can't hear. It's the blessing of a curse. He can feel his legs freezing over, the ice in his bones spreading and paralyzing reaching itself tendrils outward. The sound of her cracking neck is nearly mute in the water, an endless abyss of the dark. It's the most beautiful thing he's ever heard. The light leaves her eyes.

He tries, Buwe really does, to transform again into a selkie, to let him swim to the surface, and maybe reverse her curse just long enough to see his home again. Just the walls and the glistening shining snow, that the children would soon play on again. He manages to transform, but it's too late. Every thought slows, muffled and pained. He will be lost, but he won, for them. That's all that matters. The world is deafening, as he sees the blackening ocean turn icy white. The world is dark again.

@slaingelo @vamqiredove @shadylink enjoy lol, it gets worse probably

#four swords #fs #fs blue #blue link #four keys #four keys buwe #fs au #lol I made such a mean addition

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pinazee · 25 days

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Psy vs. Psy

I genuinely think that if they were going to bring back any psych villian, Lindsay Leikin would pose the biggest threat. She knows Shawn isn’t psychic, she has adequate motivation to target him personally, and has the skills to prove he’s a fraud and do it slyly as she is also highly skilled in deductive reasoning (she did manage to get them to the counterfeiter to begin with so she has legitimate talent). She could even orchestrate it from prison. Maybe her parole was denied again so, like, what else is she going to do? Plus, she’s kind of nuts. Faking being a psychic with the FBI is a whole other level of bold compared to a local precinct, then she met a counterfeiter and was like yes please, more crime, then killed him when he tried to run, slept with Shawn that same night, then tried to take him hostage when she got caught. Its just a shame she wasn’t a bit more charismatic or eccentric. They had her play it as a very normal girl swept into a life of crime because of a guy (probably because she was a “love interest” for Shawn) when the receipts show she was an absolute lunatic (look at her face after they found the guy she killed. This bitch is smiling).

Also, she just kinda gave up when she was caught. I wish she’d have been screaming “he’s a fraud!” as she was taken to the car or even had a heart to heart moment with Lou Diamond Phillips because she did betray him after all. Idk, i just wanted more. (But i think maybe the writers recognized this and thats how we get Declan later??)

Gus is basically siri at this point. Between the archeology, safes, online poker, the law, tennis players, space, comic books, of course pharmaceuticals, and now studies tender from all over the world- its a smaller list of what Gus doesn’t know. Gus clearly likes learning. I’m surprised he never thought of becoming a teacher or college professor, to try to pass that love of learning to the next generation. Though i guess we see he’s not that great with people surprisingly, considering he’s a successful salesman. (OH MY GOD WHAT IF THIS WHOLE TIME GUS ACTUALLY HAD LIVED UP TO HIS POTENTIAL AND BECAME AN INTERNATIONAL SPY. He knows all these things because of his job, psychs only been able to stay open because Gus can fund it from his spy job, joining psych was a good front but he was also lonely from never getting to be himself. I kid, i kid, but its a fun idea for me haha)

No fucking way shawn doesn’t know what a drill is. Henry definitely would have beat that kind of man stuff into him. The military time too. I just felt the need to point this out. its like the show itself is dissing my boy and i have to defend him lol

I love when Gus is proud and smarmy over shawns talent. Look at his face here. My boy about to prove you wrong.

And do you think Shawn is actually afraid of competition or do you think he learned at an early age from his father that he didn’t have value unless he was the best? Huh Henry, huh???(Weekend warriors “you don’t want to be a loser” comes to mind)

Henry trying some reverse psychology here. I can’t tell if its because Henry is actually concerned for Shawns safety like he said he wasn’t in the previous episode, or if he’s still taking it personally that Shawns using the gifts he “gave” him to be psychic. Probably both. We know he was really bothered by his motorcycle accident, so i wonder if he’s been kind of spiraling, and adding up all the crazy situations he’s been in. (Which, i don’t think Shawn tells him about. i think Gus calls him like a weekly report haha) I think the fact that shawns cases are becoming more dangerous he suddenly doesn’t like the idea of him being a detective, well a detective this way at least, because i think in his mind he’d be safer if he was an actual cop where he had a partner with a gun, and back up, and rules, and training. I mean we know he wouldn’t be, (look at what happens to Lassie and Juliet)

I just wanted to gif this because it’s one of my fave jokes in the episode!

Mildred to the rescue! Im not entirely sure how this worked but it did and thats what matters haha

*Appropriate reaction is appropriate*

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sisterdivinium · 4 months

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It’s the questions that keep us going, that taunt us so we’ll come back again and again, whether we’re given any “definitive” answers which we might each interpret differently or left to wonder and imagine possibilities all on our own.

“I’ve been waiting a long time for this, warrior nun.” Doesn’t this line invite us to ask who Adriel might be talking to, exactly?

Of course Ava currently occupies the rank of warrior nun that gives the show its name… But we also know Ava is not a nun and that her qualification as a warrior is recent (setting aside the psychological fortitude she surely possesses as a survivor of the traumas that have shaped her past, to be sure). Even from his prison, Adriel was aware of the happenings in the outside world, be it from his connection to the divinium once used in his armour, be it thanks to informants such as Vincent in whatever modes of communication they might have had between them — so Adriel knows this, he knows of how unconventional it is for Ava to be the warrior nun. Isn’t it possible that, in this moment, he’s not talking to her, at least not as Ava Silva, the individual?

“I’ve been waiting a long time for this, warrior nun.” Only a couple of months have elapsed since Adriel has been freed of his tomb and made Ava’s direct acquaintance. Why would he make a reference to the millennium spent beneath the Vatican to her while calling her by her title rather than her name? It certainly cannot be a mention of those two months, as those are negligible in the conscience of an immortal being who has already waited a thousand years for reckoning.

He isn’t hinting at a vengeance against Ava Silva, as herself, even if she is the one standing in front of him in flesh and blood; he’s orchestrating a vengeance against “the warrior nun”, the abstract class of those responsible for his captivity in the first place.

It’s hard to say he necessarily sees Areala in Ava when he says “warrior nun”. Perhaps so, perhaps not. But he does seem to see in the current halo bearer an avatar of someone (or multiple “someones”) he intends to defeat, the echoes of the past embodied in a single woman, a vessel through which their voices may yet ring after they are long gone. Perhaps he can see more than any of us can — just as he sees the wraith demons and passes the ability on to Lilith, might it not be possible for him to see something else when he looks at Ava or, at least, in the direction of the halo?

Could the halo, as once suggested to me by @ghostofcatscradle, carry some of its previous bearers’ “essence” — providing one explanation to Ava’s “meetings” with Shannon or Areala in season one — preserving some portion of them even as it inhabits another woman’s flesh? Could that be readily visible to a being of Adriel’s species and provenance, as the wraiths are?

Or could he think he saw something? Adriel is posed as a much more powerful creature than a human, with much more knowledge at his disposal. He mentions how no human can carry the halo for long before becoming somehow twisted — but what if there is truth in the reversed idea as well and his own long stay on Earth has warped him? Sometimes we find that those deemed “mad” are the most lucid, but would it be such a strange inversion to consider that this amazing being who boasts of his greater lucidity might be the greatest madman himself? He barely attempts to solve the contradictions so clear to Ava when she points out how his discourse of wanting to save the world from Reya's oppression is unaligned with his own forceful, violent methods of combat which cause suffering to the same creatures he claims to champion. Perhaps he comes from a pre- or post- logic realm. Perhaps he is insane. Maybe he is just a power-hungry sophist who will use whatever justification is at hand to legitimate his own selfish cause.

“I’ve been waiting a long time for this, warrior nun.” Vindication, yes, but in what form? At the end of season one, Adriel sought to seize the halo, yank it out of Ava and be done with it. In season two, he wants a fight instead of just trying to reach for it and accomplish his goals. Yes, his plans concerning Reya had just been spoiled… But if he had been “waiting a long time”, then this battle is not about what just happened in regards to Reya and the ark. It’s ancient, it’s personal. It’s not just the halo anymore — was it ever?

When Ava resurrects, is that the halo’s doing? When Mother Superion is brought back to life, is that the halo’s handiwork? Could it be sentient as some like to hypothesise it is? Or, as an object said to have been stolen from Reya, is it accomplishing her mysterious will by manifesting such powers? Or could it be that the equivalence between Reya and God made by Michael after a lifetime under the former’s spell is not as true as he was led to believe and there might be another, grander, perhaps even will-less entity pulling the strings?

Or could it be that the miracle is not divine, but Ava’s? Perhaps not even just hers, but something available only to humans, that Suzanne might carry as well, something that recognised her as it recognised Ava while she was brought back. There are no records of the halo resurrecting people…

… But it is said to give different bearers different powers. How or when does a bearer develop a new ability? Is there a limit to how many she can find and use? Might they not overlap sometimes?

Moreover, in an environment that firmly believes the halo is a weapon against its enemies, did anyone ever bother to ask whether it could do the opposite of slaughter, if it could be used for purposes unrelated to war against so-called Hell? It takes Jillian, an outsider to the Order, to voice that curiosity.

For each possibility listed above as far as who is behind performing miracles, what accompanying conclusions might there be?

The halo as a sentient object seems to open less interesting consequences than a world where a higher force has confusing aims or is truly neutral and both favours and hampers the living; or one where even common people, even “freaks”, as Ava calls herself more than once, are capable of miracles, of changing their world given the right support and tools.

We don’t actually need hard, official answers.

It’s the suggestions, the maybes, the could bes that really hook us in — is it any wonder that the more dedicated avatrice shippers are so focused on the potential for that time period spent in Switzerland, off-camera, which we did not witness?

The questions are inexhaustible — even with just eighteen total episodes, even when there was yet so much to see. If we can keep asking questions, if we see the beauty in them and how much more enticing they can be compared to a creator’s answers or incomplete plans (Mary taking vows and replacing Superion, really?!), we’ll have perhaps even more on our plates than another season would have given us. Which isn’t to say we shouldn’t mourn the loss of a continuation but merely to duly cherish what we have effectively received and give it its due attention.

It’s what’s left unsaid or unexplained, it’s what even creators might say isn’t set in stone and still open for debate (such as the halo being sentient or not); the blanks, the doubts and possibilities are where we come in with our understanding or our own stories. Why? How? What if?

Keep finding questions to ask... And Warrior Nun lives on.

#warrior nun #this has been sitting here for weeks on end lol time to post it #my plea so that you don't move on i guess #exercises in observation #sometimes when i express surprise at the amount of aus i see floating around it's because i think the show has enough questions #to warrant fics that hover a bit more close to home. not necessarily canon-compliant but just more in tune with it #if that makes sense. i'd give an example of something i myself have written but #my big au that changes One Detail is yet to be written. it's all in my head just not on paper.#i also express surprise at how little we talk about all of these things and more -- the worldbuilding the lore the what ifs #but anyway. if you follow me you probably knew that already #i suppose this also classifies for that other tag of mine #meta fandom talk i guess

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angelic-loveerr · 3 days

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My workout 🧘‍♀️🫶🏾

Meditate (5 mins)

Warm up

upward dog (30 secs)

camel pose (30 secs)

butterfly hold (30 secs)

supine twist (30 secs)

downward dog (30 secs)

plank(30 secs)

work out

fire hydrants ( 15 ×2)

sumo squats ( 5×5)

squats (5×3)

reverse lunges ( 5×5)

push ups (10)

heel touches (50)

bicycles (50)

bicycle twist (10×2))

chill out

butterfly hold (30 secs)

happy baby (30 secs)

child pose (30 secs)

warrior 2 (30 secs)

warrior 1 (30 secs)

bridge (30 secs)

camel (30 secs)

cow/cat (30 secs)

moutian pose (30 secs)

corpse (30 secs)

Meditate (5 mins)

(P.s second version will come out soon when I make it 😋)

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beardedmrbean · 3 months

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Hey zoomer Huey, oh my god ac red is going to be HELL when they finally revealed Yasuke is going to be the second playable character

https://x.com/oliverjia1014/status/1768104847071719880?s=46

My thing with Yasuke for the upcoming game that they acknowledge he a OUTSIDER. Hell I did some dna research in Southeast Asia and it stated many communities are East African descent so they can say post main story Yasuke settled down and retired to one of those places

Also I saw people said Japan achieved more than those 54 countries….sigh….

People forget that modern Japan is HEAVILY westernized due to American military there (mainly because we don’t want more batshit crazy soldiers like imperial Japanese ones)

And we took care of most of military might because we all know how fucked Japan would be after China got it shit together right?

So Japan was able to rebuilt faster than most countries

We just didn’t pull a British Raj and let Japan keep most of their culture. Okay okay it more complicated

Not to mention our knowledge of japan is due to american occupation there thus the culture exchange for 80 years.

Like my Yoruba thing, yes I want to show more Africans stories. But I swallow the hard pill that I can set the foundation for more better and accurate African stories. But will die before seeing African warriors be treated the same way as Samurai warriors

Also the inferiority complex, look yes African cultures are still shit on

But just grow the fuck up and stop acting like Twitter discourse is everything

I mean I recently bought the Ramayana after finding a mutual who like a naughty character Twitter see as the devil.

Just saying there are good African AND African Americans stories we can tell.

Actually have fleshing out the chimera republic in mind. I think I started to realize an issues with the knights and samurai shit. Wanna read in an another anon?

Did a reverse search on the image here, nice to see most everyone is on the same page, which is Yasuke was real and the only black samurai that's known

Fellow from Japan suggested checking this site if you're looking for dark skinned people, not sure if he means African or not, Spain and Portugal did lots of trading might have had some African slaves or something like that with them. I dunno.

I can believe the East African bit, these are the "bad guys" from 300 from India to Ethiopia and they were big on moving people from one place to another in order to keep them from creating a large enough community to pose a threat.

They've become pretty westernized over there in Japan ya, not all the way the commercial with the company apologizing for raising the price of a ice cream after like 25 years is not a western thing at all, we'd say fuck you and then increase it again.

Arizona Ice Tea is a outlier there.

And we took care of most of military might because we all know how fucked Japan would be after China got it shit together right?

We took care of military for the same reason we did with Germany, don't want to have to deal with that shit again so you can have a very limited military that's geared for self defense, someone attacks we'll come running and cover you.

See if you can find the Shaka Zulu series they made, man literally changed warfare in that part of Africa.

Big issue with sub Saharan Africa is I don't think there was any groups that could field a 10,000 man army, not many at least, not till after islam showed up and gave a unifying identity to different groups. This is just from what I know I may be wrong though.

Just saying there are good African AND African Americans stories we can tell. Actually have fleshing out the chimera republic in mind. I think I started to realize an issues with the knights and samurai shit. Wanna read in an another anon?

True dat, and ya that could be a fun read feel free.

#zoomer huey anon

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writingsbychlo · 1 year

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Could you please post about yoga & pilates? That would be lovely❣️

IM SO SORRY THIS GOT BURIED IN MY ASKS

below the cut are a couple of gentle full-body routines to start with!

yoga!

for exercises with * next to them, hold the pose/action for about the length of five deep breaths. make sure to focus on your breathing, an mind-muscle connection!

roll your head side-to-side, your ankles, your wrists, your elbows and shoulders. get a little movement in your joints before you begin.

touch your toes and raise your hands above your head in large circles (5 times)

oblique stretches (3 per side, alternate each time)

side-to-side twists (10 in total, that means each side. go slow.)

warrior lunge* (both sides, 3 times)

ragdoll hang* (3 times, stand up straight between sets for a few seconds.)

inchworm (5 times)

downward dog*

cobra* (3 times)

downward dog ankle taps (5 per ankle)

child's pose* (3 times)

cat-cow (10 full reps)

puppy pose* (no repeats, this one is hard, don't stress if you can't do it)

spine twist* (no repeats, but do each side)

pilates!

other than the first two bullets and the last one, repeat everything twice! if it's per leg/arm, then do each twice! weights are optional, make a judgement on each exercise for yourself! make sure you focus on your form, and which muscles you're engaging. for core engagement, don't suck your tummy in, clench like you're going to be punched.

roll your head side-to-side, your ankles, your wrists, your elbows and shoulders. get a little movement in your joints before you begin.

touch your toes, some downward dogs, some lunges, some marching. warm up those muscles a little.

toe taps to overhead reach (10)

around-the-worlds (10)

alternating reverse lunges (10 per leg)

squat pulse (15 of any variation you like)

inchworm (5)

side-plank dips (10 each side, start on yrou knees before doing full-body ones! these are tough.)

bird-dog (20 total, so 10 per leg)

sit-up with overhead reach (10)

bicycle crunch (20 total)

push-ups (10 any variation you can manage)

jumping jacks/star jumps (30)

marching (1 min, make sure to engage your core. for an added challenge, hold a weight over your head as you do.)

now do some cool-down stretches

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drarrily-we-row-along · 2 years

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Making It Work (Chapter Four)

Even though Harry knew that he needed to apologize, he found himself incapable of doing so. Every time he looked at the other man, the words got swallowed by the sheer irritation he felt at being put in this situation in the first place.

It wasn't fair. And frankly, Harry had a hard time with anything that smacked of unfairness at this point, his mind healer would certainly tell him that was a trauma response.

Still, as the next three days wore on and they continued to either not talk at all or bicker with each other, as they came to verbal blows, if not physical yet, Harry knew something had to give. This wasn't sustainable.

So, Harry set his alarm early the next morning and rolled out of bed, intent on apologizing for being an arse, on owning his part in their disagreements. He trudged into the kitchen, shoving his glasses up into his hair so he could rub his eyes as he went.

He started by making coffee, hoping that Malfoy drank coffee in the morning, too. Then he pulled out eggs and bacon, grabbed chives, onions, and mushrooms, noting sadly that there weren’t any peppers. As the vegetables started chopping themselves and the beater scrambled the eggs, he started frying up the bacon. While the bacon sizzled away, filling the house with the delightful, comforting smell, he combined the veggies and eggs and set about making omelets.

It was only another ten minutes before he’d plated omelets, bacon, toast, and orange slices. Breakfast didn’t look half bad, if he said so himself. He set their plates out on the table, along with their coffee and put everything under a stasis charm to keep it warm.

Just as he was headed to knock on Malfoy’s door, motion from the deck caught his eye. He glanced over toward the windows to see that Malfoy was out on the deck, blonde hair (tied up in a loose topknot that Harry refused to admit was sexy as hell) glinting in the sun, bare chest glistening with sweat, and sweatpants slung low on his sharp hip bones as he held his body in a perfect warrior pose.

He was undeniably beautiful from a purely aesthetical standpoint. Too bad his personality was so off putting.

As Harry watched, Malfoy arched his back and moved into a reverse warrior pose and Harry could see the definition of his tightly toned muscles in his lean stomach. He held the position for far longer than Harry could imagine that he himself would have been able to, before Malfoy's body effortlessly transitioned into a side angle, his arm reaching up high.

From there he slowly, gracefully flowed through to a flawless triangle pose, then a half moon pose making it look like it was the most natural thing in the world to hold yourself on one leg, with your other leg at a ninety degree angle to your body.

Harry held his breath as Malfoy moved into downward dog, pressing his heels flat to the ground, his (shapely) arse in the air. He couldn’t help the way his mind wandered as he watched Malfoy hold his body in that pose for long moments.

Then he eased out of it and into chaturanga, holding his body in a perfectly straight line, the muscles in his biceps bulging as he kept his arms tight to his body. His hips slowly lowered to the floor and Malfoy pressed his torso up off the ground, his neck elongating into a gorgeous cobra pose and Harry watched as a bead of sweat rolled down his neck, along his collarbones, and into the divot at the base of his throat.

After a long moment held in that position, Malfoy rolled his back up and folded himself back onto his knees as his arms stretched out on the mat in front of him and he was in the perfect child’s pose.

Eventually, Malfoy gracefully rose from his mat and before Harry could even think to stop looking, Malfoy turned to come inside. He froze when he caught sight of Harry through the glass door.

“Sorry,” Harry managed to splutter, “Breakfast is... I should have... I-”

Malfoy raised an eyebrow, “Enjoying the view, Potter?” he asked as he stepped through the door and into the living room.

“Err,” Harry said.

“Did you make coffee?” Malfoy asked with a sniff as he walked toward the kitchen and filled a glass of water from the tap.

“Yes,” Harry said, glad that he could say something that didn’t make him sound like an idiot.

“Enough for two?” Malfoy asked before taking a long draw of his water.

Harry watched him swallow before managing to get himself out of his stupor, “Yes. I also made toast and omelets if you’re interested.”

Malfoy raised an eyebrow at him, “Well that’s unexpected.”

Harry followed him to the table and sat down in the seat he’d taken that first night when Malfoy had held out an olive branch that Harry had squashed. “Yeah,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Listen, Malfoy,” he started, “I wanted to say sorry-”

“There’s no need,” Malfoy said shortly as he bit into the omelet. “Thank you for breakfast but honestly, there’s no need for you to apologize. I knew this partnership would be hard for you.” He looked up, then dipped his head as he amended, “For both of us, really. There is a lot of history between us and I know I will need to earn your trust as you need to earn mine.”

“Still,” Harry said. “Those things I said, well thought,” he corrected since he’d never said them outloud. “It wasn’t fair of me. I’m sure the past five years since the war have been complete hell for you. And I’m sorry.”

Malfoy nodded once, “Apology accepted.” He set his fork and knife down as he looked at Harry, “I don’t expect us to be best friends or anything, Potter, but I do think we might be able to work together.”

Harry shrugged, “Maybe,” he said. Then he cleared his throat and changed the topic, “So, you’re pretty good at yoga.”

Malfoy snorted, “Enjoyed that, did you?” Harry skin heated but before he could say anything stupid Malfoy continued, “It’s very centering for me.”

“Where did you learn?” Harry asked around a bite of his omelet.

“Oh, I learned when I was a boy,” he said with a shrug. “When I was young, before Hogwarts,” he added, “I had a hard time controlling my magic. I was always vanishing things or setting things on fire,” he waved a hand, “so my parents hired a tutor to teach me to do yoga. I worked with the same man when I was home on breaks throughout my years at Hogwarts.”

“Wow,” Harry said, “That is a lot of dedication.”

Malfoy shrugged, “There are all sorts of strange things you’re taught when you’re a pureblood in lines like the one I came from.”

Harry tried not to bristle at the casual way Malfoy said it, “Like what?” he asked because maybe if he understood better he wouldn’t hate it so much.

“Well,” Malfoy said carefully, “A lot of things come with privilege. I also learned to speak Latin, French, and Greek fluently, along with a handful of others well enough to be able to get by. I took piano lessons until I was fourteen. I was taught to paint as a child, taught classical literature, basic alchemy, things like that.” He tilted his head at Harry, “You went to a muggle school as a child, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” Harry replied. “And we certainly weren’t taught things like that.”

Malfoy laughed, “I imagine muggle private schools are similar, though. Or wealthy families who bring tutors into their homes.”

Harry nodded, “I suppose. Dudley went to private schools, I’m not sure what he learned, really, but he was never the brightest bulb in the box.”

“Who’s Dudley?” Malfoy asked, wrinkling his nose and sounding out the name as though it were a disease of some sort.

“Cousin,” Harry said. “He was a few months older than me.”

“Why did Dudley go to a different school than you?” Malfoy asked, sounding genuinely curious.

Harry rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, he didn’t talk about his childhood before Hogwarts. Still. If he was going to try to make this work a little bit of trust between the two of them was certainly required. “Because he was their son,” he said lamely, “and I was just a burden dumped on them.”

Malfoy stared at him calculatingly for a moment then opened his mouth but before he could speak, one of the tempus charms Malfoy had set alerted him. “Salazar,” he muttered. He flicked his wrist to silence it and turned to look at Harry again. “I have to get ready or I’ll be late to work, but I’d like to...” he trailed off uncertainly. “That is to say, if you’d want to...” he swallowed. “I would like to hear more about your childhood later, if you want.”

“Yeah, alright,” Harry said, even though he had no idea why. If you’d asked him yesterday there is no one he would rather talk to less about his childhood than Malfoy. But that was yesterday.

Malfoy’s lips quirked in the corner and he nodded once before sending his plate and silverware to the sink with a flick of the wrist and picking up his coffee to take with him to get ready. “Thank you for breakfast.”

Harry shrugged carelessly, “it was the least I could do after-“

“I already said you don’t have to apologize,” he interrupted.

“I was going to say after the dinner you made the other night,” Harry replied.

“Oh. Alright then,” he opened his mouth as though he might say more but then closed it again as he toward his room.

“Oh, Malfoy?” Harry called.

“Mmhmm?” He hummed through a sip of coffee as he turned to look at Harry.

“Maybe you could tell me a little bit about what it was like growing up with magic?”

“Could do,” Malfoy replied. “If you’d like.”

“I would, I think,” Harry said.

“Alright. Tonight, then.”

“Yeah,” Harry said as Malfoy turned and started toward his room once more. “Tonight," he repeated, a little uncertainly.

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Chapter Three | Chapter Five

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#drarry #making it work fic #personal growth is hard #enemies to friends to lovers #auror partners #auror harry #auror draco #apologizing #draco does yoga #yes Harry thinks it's sexy

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Posing Problems by ravingrevolution

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Salutations or Something | Downward Dogs of War | Reversible Warriors

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globalhoocart · 5 months

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Discover Your Inner Yogi: 31 Essential Poses for Beginners to Practice at Home

Embarking on the path of yoga is a fantastic decision for numerous reasons.

Beyond the physical benefits of increased strength, flexibility, and balance, yoga serves as a powerful tool for stress reduction through specialized breathing techniques known as pranayama.

Yoga is diverse, offering various poses to cater to different needs.

Now, let's delve into the joy of yoga with a focus on 31 essential poses for beginners to practice at home. These foundational poses not only serve as a physical workout but also contribute to mental well-being.

1. Downward Facing Dog (Adho Mukha Svanasana): A classic yoga pose that can be tricky for beginners, emphasizing weight distribution and heel stretching.

2. Mountain Pose (Tadasana): Equally important as Downward Facing Dog, it focuses on alignment, grounding, and spine lengthening.

3. Warrior I (Virabhadrasana I): A standing pose emphasizing forward-facing hips, crucial for building strength.

4. Warrior II (Virabhadrasana II): Similar to Warrior I but with hips facing the side, promoting openness and strength.

5. Extended Side Angle (Utthita Parvakonasana): Involving a modification for beginners, it offers a gentle stretch with forearm support.

6. Triangle Pose (Utthita Trikonasana): Another essential pose, engaging leg strength and enhancing flexibility in multiple areas.

7. Standing Forward Bend (Uttanasana): An easy pose for beginners, promoting spine flexibility and relaxation.

8. Reverse Warrior (Viparita Virabhadrasana): Combining a stance similar to Warrior I with a gentle side bend or backbend.

9. Garland Pose (Malasana): A squatting pose that stretches muscles around the pelvis, beneficial for hip flexibility.

10. Half Forward Bend (Ardha Uttanasana): Also known as Flat-Back Forward Bend, it contributes to improving overall body awareness.

11. Pyramid Pose (Parsvottanasana): A standing forward bend made more accessible for beginners with the use of yoga blocks.

12. Raised Hands Pose (Urdhva Hastasana): Starting from Mountain pose, it offers a full-body stretch, ideal for beginning your practice.

13. Low Lunge: A standing pose emphasizing proper alignment for a beneficial stretch, with modification options for support.

14. Tree Pose (Vrksasana): An excellent introduction to balancing postures, encouraging stability and mindfulness.

15. Downward Facing Dog Split: A basic yoga pose for beginners focusing on core strength and balance.

16. Plank Pose: Not just a balancing pose but a fundamental exercise for building core strength and stability.

17. Cat-Cow Stretch (Chakravakasana): A gentle backbend sequence enhancing body awareness, especially beneficial for beginners or those with back pain.

18. Bridge Pose (Setu Bandha Sarvangasana): A gentle backbend for beginners, enhancing spine extension and countering the effects of prolonged sitting.

19. Cobra Pose (Bhujangasana): A fundamental backbend that strengthens back muscles and promotes flexibility.

20. Knees, Chest, and Chin (Ashtanga Namaskara): An essential part of the sun salutation series, serving as an alternative to Chaturanga Dandasana.

21. Staff Pose (Dandasana): A seated version of Mountain pose, offering alignment guidance for various seated poses.

22. Cobbler's Pose (Baddha Konasana): A comfortable stretch for inner thighs, often using props for support.

23. Easy Pose (Sukhasana): A cross-legged sit made more comfortable with props, promoting flexibility and undoing the effects of prolonged chair sitting.

24. Half Lord of the Fishes Pose (Ardha Matsyendrasana): A seated twist benefiting spinal mobility and aiding digestion.

25. Head to Knee Pose (Janu Sirsasana): Easier than traditional forward bends, offering a gentle stretch one leg at a time.

26. Seated Forward Bend (Paschimottanasana): A fantastic hamstring stretch targeting the entire back of the body.

27. Seated Wide Angle Straddle (Upavistha Konasana): A wide-legged forward bend providing a unique stretch and focusing on proper form.

28. Happy Baby Pose (Ananda Balasana): Balancing effort and ease, this delightful pose offers a gentle stretch for the back, hips, thighs, and ankles.

29. Supine Spinal Twist (Supta Matsyendrasana): A passive twist promoting flexibility, relaxation, and a sense of completion to your practice.

30. Child's Pose (Balasana): A resting pose that allows you to take a break whenever needed, promoting a gentle stretch and relaxation.

31. Corpse Pose (Savasana): A serene conclusion to your session, allowing a smooth transition from the yoga mat to the rest of your day.

In conclusion, these 31 basic yoga poses for beginners at home offer a comprehensive and accessible introduction to the joy of yoga. Remember, yoga is for everyone, and the journey is as important as the destination. Enjoy the practice, embrace self-awareness, and savor the harmonious blend of effort and relaxation that yoga brings to your life.

#health & fitness #yoga #yoga poses #health tips #stay healthy

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So this was a commission done for me by a fellow artist on Twitter (I added the words at the bottom when I made this my IPhone Lock Screen) She brought my OC Lara to life for me. Absolutely in love with this artwork. Can give her reference if anybody wants it.

OC General Lara Lin (Telperion Laurelin) and ARC Trooper Fives

Rating: Explicit/ Adult Content/ NSFW - over 18 only!

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence,

Category: F/M

Fandoms: Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon)Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media TypesThe Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. TolkienGame of Thrones (TV)Star Wars - All Media Types

Relationship: CT-7567 | Rex/Original Female Character(s)

EXCERPT:

Fives and Echo were out in front of Rex and Anakin, leading the group with guns drawn. Fives was quick to notice the warrior was female; her armor was shaped to her body. She wore gleaming white enameled plate of some light metal, with pauldrons, and an ornate breastplate over a fine silver chain mail shirt that reached to her knees. Her biceps were covered by golden guards engraved in some runic language inscribed in silver. Her gauntlets were the same, with more runes detailing something they could not decider. Her breastplate was inlaid with fine jewels, the emblem of two graceful trees, one gold, one silver, with the face and head of a dragon above them, and three stars shining above all. She wore a pair of white breeches beneath the chain mail skirt, with brown patches at the inner thigh and just below the knees, and a pair of well worn brown knee high riding boots with small silver spurs. At her waist was a sword belt, holding the short sword and a stunning, ornate dagger. She had a shoulder scabbard for her great sword and over her left shoulder, a quiver of arrows, with a bow slung across her chest. The two clones stared in admiration of the beautiful armor and how the warrior was loaded for battle with weapons. Clearly she was deadly and prepared for just about anything thrown at her. Her face was half covered by a helmet that covered her temples and the sides of her face. Across her brow there were three white stones that shone like diamonds, glittering and sparkling in the light, but with a glow behind them that was ethereal, like star shine. There was a near opaque visor over her eyes, and they could make out the outline of them behind the glass. Her mouth was sensitive, with a slightly pouty lower lip that they could swear was ready for a laughing smile at any time. Neither clone needed to see anything more to know she was beautiful. Her head turned slightly to check the progress of her mount and a long, thick braid of brown hair shot through with gold and silver highlights fell over her shoulder. The highlights sparkled in the sun, much like the glitter of her armor, but it was the stones on her brow that really radiated power and light; Fives and Echo could not look directly at them without feeling blinded by their light.

The warrior was standing in a ready pose with her great sword in her right hand. As the group of clones and General Skywalker approached, she moved her weight back to her rear foot and drew her short sword in a reverse grip, raising her great sword over her head in a stance Anakin wasn’t familiar with. The clones all raised their blasters, and Captain Rex said in a flat tone, “I��d put away your swords if I were you.”

Without a sound, above them, the dragon lowered its massive head and gave a deep menacing growl towards the clones. They had forgotten it while studying the woman, and with Rex’s threat the beast decided to remind them of its looming presence. The men all looked up into teeth, and a glowing red furnace of a throat. The woman smirked a bit and said, without changing her pose “I think perhaps YOU would do better to lower your guns.”

Skywalker looked at Rex and nodded, saying “Go ahead. Lower your blasters.”

The clones holstered their guns and stepped back the smallest fraction, giving her room. The woman stood up, relaxing her posture. She put her short sword back in its sheath, then sheathed the great sword as well. She raised her visor on her helmet and Fives and Rex both gasped internally. Her eyes were gray blue, but shone with a light from within that radiated like star light. The color reminded them of the sea and sky of Kamino, and both were drawn into them like deep pools of sparkling water. Her beauty gave even General Skywalker pause, and he hesitated for a brief second before introducing himself. She beat him to the first word, resting her arms across her chest and asking “You’re their superior, I presume?”

“I’m General Anakin Skywalker of the Jedi Order and the Grand Army of the Republic. This is Captain Rex, my first in command. The man to your immediate left is Lieutenant Fives and to your right, Corporal Echo. We appreciate your help with this battle today, but I’m not sure we’ve ever heard of someone like you before….”

“Well, since we are going with impressive titles, I am Telperion Laurelin, Guardian of the Balance and Guide of Souls. I heard a cry for help in this galaxy, and I have answered the call. It’s what I do.” She gestured to the giant beast standing watchfully behind and above her. “This is Baiulus the Black Dread. He is my dragon, a friend of many ages and my greatest ally in any fight. He is rather protective of me, and not above eating those who threaten my person.” She said this with a small apologetic smile, but looked at the clones significantly in warning. “I’d hate for our first meeting to go south over a misunderstanding of intentions.” She opened her hands to show she meant no harm. “I’m here to help you in this fight. There is no need for the worry about me or B.”

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ADBK: Jinzo

Epithet: The Mad Machinist

Voice Actor: Crispin Freeman

Tribe: The Machinations

Biography: Before Exodia sealed himself off from the rest of the Duelscape, one of his students was a master mechanic named Jinzo. He was benevolent, gifted, and tried to improve his kingdom's way of life with his creation of robotic monsters. The first was a golem-like defender we now know as the Perfect Machine King, who in time rebelled and created five generals to destroy the once-protected kingdom.

Jinzo tried to protect the forgotten kingdom he lived in, but was slaughtered by Launcher Spider's Shock Rocket attack. His corpse was taken by PMK himself upon discovering his death, and turned the corpse into a cyborg loyal only to him.

Now simply called Jinzo, the cyborg was brainwashed along with his younger brother (also named Jinzo to keep things confusing) into making more robots to destroy the Machinations' enemies. However, not every plan ended successfully; Metal Dragon, Rocket Warrior, and others were reformed and reprogrammed by other Tribes, such as the Kindred and Dragon Republic.

Not only that, but the Jinzo Brothers have some connections with the Spellbinder named Ancient Sorcerer. He and Trap Master hope to reverse the mind control on the two, and perhaps gain information on PMK's overall structure. But until then, Jinzo is still a force to be reckoned with, and his psychic attacks pose a great threat to all trap attack users in the Duelscape.

#jinzo #student of exodia #a duel between kingdoms #the machinations

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🖊 idk ur ffxiv ocs but id love to get to know them!! chinhands :3

i love ocs so much but i am so bad at publicly talking about them because i have a hangup that makes me think i have to release full dossiers on each and every one before i can casually talk about them. so we'll go for a summary on each since i havent mentioned them much outside of drawings

i have three ffxiv ocs at the moment: my wol, siv, and two scion "npcs" that come as a pair, magdal and senryo

we'll start with the wol: siv sessrúmnir, sea wolf roe, she/her. sam/drg main, but can generally go for any melee dps if she needs to. genderfluid and uses different gendered titles in different situations.

(i dont know what possessed me to draw them in a magnet pose but i did)

prior to adventuring, she lived in a small la noscean village as a village ritual leader, specializing in funerary traditions. she was born to two pirates, with her mother continuing on with her life at sea and her father returning home to his village of origin to settle down and raise siv. siv was mute until her teenage years, yet still opted for the regional sign of her village occasionally as she got more comfortable with speech. her paternal aunt was the village ritual leader at the time and helped raise siv into the role, with siv often acting as an assistant to her in her adolescence.

siv did not begrudge her role necessarily, but found it limiting still. her late teens and early twenties saw her leave her post and try her hand at pirating as her parents did before her. after giving birth, siv's mother has become a fearsome captain of a rogue band unaffliated with the maelstrom and uninterested in any good deeds or society. as siv had grown, she only visited a handful of times, but a handful enough to lead siv out to sea with her. in this time, siv became the dreadful right hand of her mother, similarly feared and steeped in the group's atrocities. still, siv found herself unfulfilled and no closer to her mother, so she left to return home.

back at the village, she did the same as she had before, only molding to her role with finer precision. this was to be the rest of her life.

but the calamity shook everything, her mother was now missing at sea, uncle dead, aunt grievously injured but alive, even if she was counting her days. siv took more responsibility in the village and even made ends meet with side work as a fisherman in limsa. yet, the true break in siv's future came once her aunt took her end into her own hands and officially passed the mantle to siv.

siv did perform her rites, rites that last across several days. and then, she fled. she took to gridania and their lancer's guild, forgetting herself in the motions of the polearm.

thus, an adventurer was born.

i would classify siv as a deeply suicidal character, without the outright drive to commit it. considering her relationship to death through her upbringing, death is just another journey and not the full escape she wants. she is anhedonic and detached for much of her journey as a wol, unknowingly seeking some kind of oblivion. she becomes the warrior of light because she operates on other's command. she seeks "nothing" and has no compass and by fate alone, the scions were the first to scoop her up and start telling her where to go. despite her cold distance, she does have high empathy, with no bounds or borders, that stays suppressed until much later on. and yet, morality is not on her personal radar whatsoever. i came up with this well before i even got to later expansions, so her general emotional storyline matches up quite well with the canon, particularly endwalker.

on a much lighter note: my other two are my fun characters, magdal bloodfury (hyur highlander, it/its, they/them in special instances, war/gnb, doesn't care to think about its own gender but revels in being ungendered) and senryo kusushi (raen au'ra, he/him, smn/sch, transfem butch).

ive described magdal as a reverse vegan, it wants to personally hunt and kill its meat and sink its teeth right into the carcass. for some reason i haven't drawn it like this yet but typically, it wears face covering helmets. its bites have various meanings though (but these still could just be classified as differing types of hunger) and is incessantly pouncing on its loved ones or potential friends to bite or nibble them affectionately. it is the bane of all other hunters across every continent it has visited so far.

it possesses an odd variant of the echo that, in function, works the same as expected, but inflicts everyone nearby within a certain radius with the same splitting headache and no vision boon as that is magdal's alone.

despite magdal's otherwise cheerful demeanor, it generally seems to put most people off to its acquaintance.

it is more than fine with this though, as it has it's beloved partner and companion by its side always, senyro. he is the composed one of the two, deemed exceptionally normal in comparison to his companion. senryo is devoted to study and notably, classically romantic in a way that confuses most given the object of his affections. he loves long walks on the beach and poetic interludes on their journeys.

senryo really is quite average and prefers his life this way. he has reasonable goals, wants a stable income and a nice place to sleep. even with summoning as a passion, he has no urge to become a notable figure in the craft. in almost every way, he simply desires a quiet life.

yet, his partnership with magdal hints to stranger parts of his personality. he is more than happy being their chew toy and cleaning up after their messes. despite magdal getting them both kicked out of multiple establishments, senryo has never been happier. it works well for them, he keeps the particulars of their day-to-day living in check and they protect him with a ferocity rarely seen on this star. they happily wind down their nights with tending to each others wounds (bite marks included), pulling leftovers out of magdal's teeth, and braiding senryo's hair.

#hopefully this isnt too much. and in sivs case its technically quite barebones of a summary since shes a wol but it gives the gist i think!#thank you for the ask!#ffxiv #siv sessrúmnir #magdal bloodfury #senryo kusushi

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v3joker · 5 months

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[Game of Dice] Joker Skills

*Originally made to post to my YouTube community as each week I put something about Game of Dice there. This is also posted here, to Tumblr, to archive it.

Almost every Joker character (character with a hidden skill) has their skill based on an existing skill. Some just exist on that Joker skill, not as a regular skill. I usually explain new Jokers' skills by saying the name of the existing skill rather than explain what the skill does, since it's easier to say the name of the skill. :)

Anyway here's a list of all the Jokers with what skill it's based on cause I love having random knowledge for this game. Even the ones not based on skills.

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Ion

Phantom (Puppet/Chaotic City): Big Fish

Prince (Prince's Dignity/Insight): Color Finale

Mary

Wintry (Heaven's Blessings): Celebrity's Visit

Phantom Thief (Phantom Thief's Trick/Phantom Thief's Fancy Trick): no exact skill, but could be based on Knife in the Dark without JOY steal

Halloween (Candy/Halloween Magic): Smashing

Deadly Bunny (This Way, Please/Your Table is Ready): Exceptional Choice

Black Rose

Wintry (Speed UP/Can't Follow Me): High Jump

Card Queen (Greetings from a Magic Cat): Birthday Party

Bosun (Oppress/Overwhelm): n/a

Tora (& Tori)

Onmyouji (Onmyodo: Confuse/Exhaustion): Shiver Me Timbers!

Rudolph (Surprise Entry/Gift): Home for Newlyweds

Rica

Rockstar (Rica's Dimension Shift/Rica's Teleport): Dimension Shift

Goddess of Love (Love Melody/Serenade): Yikes! Crocodile, but upgraded

Raven

Beast (True/Forever Love): Skydive, w/ double summon

Lynnway

Baseball Girl (Swing/Full Swing): Nano Warp Machine

Stella

Cosmic Girl (Space Travel/Exploration): Strange Pipette, w/ summon

Rabbit Hacker (Keylogger/Dropper): Gotcha!

Doria

Undercover (Emergency Custody/Violent Criminal Arrested): Mirror Mirror

Sharon

Mechanic (Sharon's Calculation/Victory Formula): Let's Count (Hello Kitty collab skill)

Archaeologist (Relic Thief/Power): Interception

Sophia

Unicorn (Unicorn Gravitation/Magic): Retribution Reverse

Isabelle

Noble (Isabelle's Day/Isabelle's Special Day): Come Over Here

Gothic (Ghostly Greetings/Touch): Touch of Succubus

Sailor (Sympathy/Special Sympathy): Song of Mermaid

Anthony

Queen of Hearts (Heart Beam/Queen's Heart Beam): Critical Hit, w/ summon

Space Pirate: no exact skill but could be based on Strange Pipette and/or Home Run

Kai

Guardian (Judgement/Divine Judgement): Gravity Field

Honor Student (Wisdom/Experience Drain): Life Drain

Demon (Skill/Power Drain): n/a

Lucy

9-Tailed (Ready to Feed On/Bon Appetit): Invisible Hand, w/ Stop!

Mouse King Lucy (Building Mouse Village/Kingdom): Spartan Training

Prince

Mad Hatter (Teatime/Sweet Teatime): Divine Protection

Delinquent (Focus/Man-to-Man Block): Spotlight

Liz

Cheer Leader (Lucky Cheering): Master Navigator

Tomboy (Full/Pinpoint Dash): Hidden Quest

Alice

Hong Kong (Awakened Alice!): Symbol of Wealth

Hong Kong II (Happy/Sweet Snack Time): Counterattack

Beautiful (Splendid/Shining Beauty): Don't Stand in Front

Ling Ling

Goal Keeper (Nothing get pass me/Nothing can pass me): Knife in the Dark

Sky Warrior (Warrior Stance/Victory Pose): Excellent Choice

Magical Girl (Magical Awakening/True Power of Magic): Critical Magic Show

Dr. X

Original (Gravity UP): Yikes! Crocodile!

Lightning God (God's Wrath/Punishment): n/a

Captain (Rear/Surrounding Pursuit): Mischief of Spirits

Refia

Original (Counterattack): Counterattack, w/ can't takeover

Detained (Mental Interference/Control): No Escape

Soldier (Doll Escort/Protection): Music Start

Kaito

Original (Rapid Growth/Data Manipulation): Rapid Growth, w/ can't takeover (whole game installation)

Darkened (Spreading Darkness/Crawling Chaos): Broken Brake

Yuki

Original (Ninjutsu: Slow/Onmyodo: Blizzard): Slow

Yukata (Take This/Taste This): Switch, w/ Steal Prop *Blizzard is supposed to have Ninjutsu as the prefix, but it has never been fixed. So it has Onmyodo like Onmyouji Tora

Heidi

Original (Climax/Encore): Leave it to Fate (Climax), targets up to 3 cities at higher grades

Fairy Queen (Blooming Dream/Dream in Full Bloom): Christmas Miracle

Reapercy

Original (Checkmate/Golden Checkmate): Curse (Checkmate), Girl Crush

Pool Party (Come on In/Come Here): n/a

Devil Reapercy (Rogue/Outlaw): Solitude

Gray

Original (City Shooter/Sniper): Steal Prop, w/ summon

Space Police (Police Officer/Investigator): Every Inspiration

Howl

Original (Wolf Summon/Big Game Hunting): Retribution

Puppeteer (Trap Hole/Endless Trap Hole): Maelstrom

Fia

Original (Fan Meeting): Doll Fishing

Sea Fairy (Let's Play/Have Fun in the Water!): Domino

Magical Girl (Magical Refraction/Reflection): Time Rewind, no Panda installation

Fairy Dancer (Fairy Dance/Eye Catching Fairy Dance): The Solitude of Glamor

Ren

Original (Meditation/P.T): Power Up!

Magic Cat (Spell of Destruction/Apocalypse): Ch.1 Renaissance/Ch. 2 Destruction

Rosé

Original (Sharp/Harsh Lash): Charming Rainbow

Devil (Bewitch/Beckon): Charming Rainbow, but upgraded

Sun Knight (Sword of Victory/Sword of Promised Victory): n/a

Rina

Original (Joyful/Blessed March): Speedster

Angel (Song/Blessing of Angel): Color Sync

Moon Archer (Piercing Arrow/Mirage Piercing Arrow): Curse of Clown

Ballet (Attitude/Arabesque): Poisoned

Yura

Original (Butterfly Dance/Blue Butterfly Dance): Push

Christmas (Yura's Gift/Sincerity): Sweet Trap

Gothic (Flutter/Crystal Light Butterfly): Psychokinesis

Pierre

Original (i love cakes/I love anything sweet): Charming Bubble

Winter Festival (Baker's/Pierre's Gift): Santa's Gift

Agent (Good Will/Samaritan): Give and Take

Violet

Original (I Got You!/Don't Move!): Girl Crush

Seaside (Hydro Pump/Cannon): Self-Defense

Saint (Authority/Splendor): Girl Crush, but it also decreases character & dice abilities (Energy Drink [Goods])

Scarlett

Original (Locating the Target/Target Located): Come With Me

Seaside (Hang out with me!/Let's play!): Thief Target Area

Witch Trainee (Scary Prank/Dangerous Prank): Signal

Leo

Original (Secret in the Hoodie/Weapon in the Hoodie): Hexcraft

Young Master (Young Master's Mischief/Weapon): Demon Invasion

Villain (Breakdown/Wide Breakdown): Ocean Party

Fairy Knight (Impressive/Flashy Swordsmanship): Event for You

Kara

Original (Warning Shot/Suppressive Fire): The Art of Theft

Great Witch (Magic Concentration/Discharge): First Place Dash

Hera

Original (Black Hole/Super Black Hole): Besiege

Circus Master (Continuing Show/Express Night): Double Trap

Sora

Original (Hero Power/Just Power): Guardian of Justice

Dreamman

Original (Give me strength!): Symbol of Wealth

#game of dice #joker.txt #long post #i'm pretty sure i did have a list partly made somewhere but idk where it is #so i had to write this whole thing from scratch #i am miserable! :)#hey joycity can ya give ion's next alt one of the op skills. just for me. only make it so i can use it #ion and me deserve it #no i'm not gonna update this when rose sophia liz and lynnway get their new alts for the next map #maybe in a year when there's a bit more than just 4 to add #scheduled post

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“I won’t lose you. I can’t.“ — from Data to Stella

This mission was intended to be another routine operation, with the objective of entering and exiting smoothly. Nothing looked as grandiose as some of their previous quests. However, it rarely yielded the desired outcome on most occasions. The price of being a warrior of light.

A torrent of arrows descended upon them, prompting Stella to instinctively raise her shield to protect Data from the onslaught. However, lacking the assistance of her paladin wings, she found herself with only a single option. With a swift and precise motion, she firmly planted her sword into the solid ground, creating a powerful and unbreakable tether that connected the two of them. The Au Ra displayed a momentary discomfort as each attack, originally aimed at Data, inadvertently struck her instead. It was the only way to make sure he didn’t suffer any wounds. Smoke cleared as Stella felt blood drip down the sides of her face.

In order to ensure that he remained unharmed, it was imperative to pursue this particular course of action. As the smoke gradually dissipated, Stella's senses were overwhelmed by the metallic scent of blood. She could feel the warm, sticky liquid trickling down the sides of her face, a stark reminder of the injuries she had sustained to keep Data safe.

"Are you okay, Data?" Stella coughed, as she dropped to her knees. Pausing briefly, she carefully directed her gaze downwards, only to discover that an arrow had penetrated completely through her abdomen. Blood splattered onto the ground as the woman experienced the full impact of the blows she had recently endured. One of the disadvantages of being a Paladin is that certain attacks would result in her own suffering. However, this was a trade that she willingly embraced in order to ensure the safety of others.

In the blink of an eye, Stella, overcome with a sudden sensation, found herself losing her balance and cascading backwards. As this transpired, her Paladin armor dissipated into thin air, leaving her adorned in her normal attire. The Au Ra was ensnared, as a sense of detachment permeated everything. Data gazed intently down at her, his eyes widened and tears on the verge of cascading down his own face. Summoning her dwindling reserves of strength, the woman exerted a deliberate effort to raise her hand, guiding it with utmost care until it came to rest gently against Data's face.

"You are not to blame for this…no matter how much you probably are thinking it is. I just can't bear the thought of losing you too.."

Stella possessed a keen awareness that, regardless of her words, the brunet would inevitably blame himself for this. She understood the feeling, for she knew deep within her heart that if their roles were reversed, she would undoubtedly do the same. As the Au Ra gasped for breath, a crimson trickle of blood escaped her lips, staining her chin. The arrow had narrowly missed a vital organ, but its presence within her body posed a growing threat. With each passing moment, the potential for further damage intensified.

‘I won’t lose you. I can’t.’

Stella's delicate fingers gently caressed the contours of Data's face, her touch as tender as a lover's caress. A soft smile graced her lips, though her heart fluttered with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, as if the universe itself held its breath, captivated by the undeniable connection between them. His heart, so gentle and tender, was a treasure she cherished deeply. It was but one of the countless reasons why she cared for the Miqo’te so much. The way he looked out for others, with a compassion that knew no bounds. Despite how the world tended to ask so much from him. It truly was a testament to the goodness that resided within the other. His kind heart shone like a beacon of hope, drawing her closer to him with an irresistible force. It was in those moments, when she witnessed his selfless acts of kindness, that she could see how extraordinary he was, just for being himself.

With a delicate tilt of her head, she surrendered to the pull between them, her lips gently meeting his in a tender embrace. With her eyelids gently shutting, a cascade of tears gracefully descended her porcelain cheeks, like shimmering pearls in the moonlight. In the depths of her heart, there existed a single soul she vowed to never let slip away - none other than Data. Perhaps their friendship was more than they allowed themselves to admit. The way they were always there for each. How easy it was to spend hours around the other. There was so much Stella wanted to say to him, but for now this would have to be enough… even if her heart yearned to utter so much.

Their foreheads gently pressed against each other, creating an intimate connection, as Stella gracefully leaned back to catch her breath. She observed a subtle blush gracing the tanned freckles of the Miqo'te. It nearly caused her to overlook the arrow protruding from her abdomen. If this was the final opportunity she had to communicate with Data, she felt compelled to express the entirety of her emotions and thoughts.

“Data, you possess an immense strength that far surpasses the recognition you grant yourself. There are moments when the weight of it all can be overwhelming. Although my knowledge of this world may be limited, one thing I can confidently affirm is that you possess an exceptionally compassionate and benevolent heart. There are individuals who hold a deep and profound affection for you. Please always remember that you deserve to find happiness, no matter what, and that this was my choice…”

Stella swiftly seized the arrow firmly, recognizing its significant penetration into her abdomen. Therefore, it became imperative to promptly extract it to prevent any an increase of blood loss. A delicate smile graced her face as she redirected her gaze towards Data.

"I'll need your assistance, Data…we need to get this out of my stomach…healing won't work unless it's completely removed… Please, the longer the arrows stays in there, the more damage it will cause…"

The weight of weariness settled upon the woman, causing her eyelids to droop with each passing moment. The battle against sleep became increasingly arduous, as her eyes grew heavier and heavier. A realization had settled within her, whispering the grim possibility that this could very well mark the conclusion of her journey. The weight of impending doom pressed upon her weary soul, urging her to surrender to the inevitable.

Yet, amidst the shadows of despair, a flicker of resilience ignited within her. A defiant spark, fueled by an unyielding desire to cling onto life, dared to challenge the encroaching darkness. A desire to delve into the boundless wonders that this world, with all its intricacies and mysteries, had to offer. The whims of fate often proved to be capricious and unyielding. Such was the nature of the universe, where the hand of destiny could be both a benevolent guide and a merciless tormentor.

The Au Ra felt an overwhelming sensation of darkness enveloping her essence, while the voice of Data desperately called out to her, pleading with her to remain conscious, yet even that appeared to be a challenge. As her pink eyes gently closed, a rivulet of blood cascaded down her abdomen, mingling with tears - his tears.

'STELLA!!!!!'

#— ❛❛ // STELLA CAELUM ¦ our hearts endure and remain forever strong ・「 Threads」#— ❛❛ // STELLA CAELUM & DATA MOCHI ¦DYNAMIC・「Our souls entwined A love so pure forever defined.」#— ❛❛ //Final Fantasy XIV¦I will tell you a tale. A tale of a world on the brink.・「 Main Verse」#— ❛❛ // DATA MOCHI ¦ No matter what I will always love you 「diademreigned」#ooc: I know I shared some sneak peeks at this one but here is emotions';;#I may've cried a few times writing this too..

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