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itsbrucey · 8 months
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Gutting myself and crying and throwing up bc I love the Wilson's so much. I think they are easily the most relatable family to me on so many levels and there's so many layers to everyone's dynamic. I literally have a fanart thing I wanna do about the generational echoes of Darryl to Grant to Lincoln. They are so intertwined they are so scarred they are fighters they are killers they hold so much love they are walls they are DEADLY FORTRESSES WHO SMITE ANYONE TO PROTECT THEIR LOVED ONES
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llumimoon · 5 months
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Talk to me about marloakworthy. I am begging you
hehehehehehehehehe YOU ASKED SO YOU'RE GETING A HUGE ANSWER !!!!!
marloakworthy.......... my beloved ............... a part of the reason why I love them so much is because I feel like they kind of complete or make up for each other's qualities if that makes sense . Or like they fill in the weaknesses of the individual pairings? Which is why I love them TOGETHER.
LIKE I LOVE OAKWORTHY but there's always been this inherent problem where Normal is obsessive because he's desperate for affection and Hermie is flighty because he's afraid of commitment and vulnerability. And I looked at that and went THE SOLUTION IS POLYMORY. Because if Normal has a consistent and stable relationship he can fall back on than he wouldn't be as intense with Hermie and therefore Hermie wouldn't feel as trapped and could open up more. I think Hermie is very afraid of just how much Normal loves them because he cannot reciprocate to the same degree and it makes him feel guilty trying to do romantic scene partner stuff because it feels like leading Normal on for feelings that they won't ever have in reality.
ENTER SCARY !!!! I think Hermie and Scary DO have good chemistry their relationship would be a lot more loose and casual which makes it fun! It's like they're both really good actors and so it's fun for them to do more of Hermie's scene partner stuff and having a safe space for Hermie to act and play around with roles is good for him I think he needs it for enrichment JABEVAHAHA while with Normal Hermie would feel some pressure to Just Be Himself despite not knowing what that is. SOMETHING HE CAN RELATE TO WITH SCARY! I think the two of them can really connect on the whole. Lying about who you are so much that the mask BECOMES you and you lose track of whats real and not. I think it's really interesting to compare their identity struggles and they can give each other a certain perspective that Normal wouldn't totally understand. Scary and Hermie are both very cynical people and even though they try to be better and more soft and comforting it is not entirely natural and they're learning as they go and sometimes its nice to have someone around who's also really imperfect and learning beside you.
AND NORMAL. MY SWEET PRECIOUS BOY EIEBWFAHAHAHHA. I think he brings a lot of light to the two of them. Like I said they're both very cynical so while it's nice to have someone to relate it's also easy to get trapped in a downward spiral feedback loop. NORMAL THOUGH. He's the one who pulls them out of it. He's the kind of person who loves with all his heart and his earnest and steady affection is just very comforting to people like Scary and Hermie who are used to people leaving. Norm and Scary just Get each other due to them being foils and thematic parallels JWBEGAHHAHA I think out of all the individual pairs normscary is the most stable. I FEEL LIKE I DONT EVEN HAVE TO EXPLAIN IT? The way they understand each other and can support each other . It's just kind of inherent to their characters and their dynamic. But I think Scary can be afraid that she's going to push Normal away or make him leave and so that can lead to stuff like her not pursuing or being vocal about her affection or swinging hard the opposite way and panicking purposely shoving him away because it hurts less when she chooses it. Thats what its like. Hermie is there as a third person another perspective to be like HEY. YOU GUYS ARE BEING DUMB.
I really see marloakworthy as more like. Normscary is the steadyfast main romantic relationship while Hermie comes and goes but these two are his favorite people.
I'm a known polywagon enjoyer and while I DO love all the other inner dynamics within polywagon I think marloakworthy has my favorite parts boiled down. Which is why it's my favorite dndads ship atm!
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catandsusim · 9 months
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213 Brick Mansard UC CC
A lovely old Brick house with mansard roof. 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, with a 4th bedroom and 3rd bath on the top floor. Getting the top floor to be real rooms was fiddly! Lots of CC in this house, sorry.
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The floor edge, floor edge corner, carriage garage door, are all from the Bespoke Build Set by Honeywell.
The simple structure stairs and white wallpaper panel on them, and the recolorable Chic stairs are by Huge Lunatic.
The recolorable wooden deck stairs are by Numenor.
The Malm white recolor of the Chic stairs, Steadyfast stairs and Longhorn balustrade, and Deck stairs, are by Michelle.
The Big Hydrangea is by reica15.
The LaFenetre 2 tile arched window and tall smooth top window are by tBudgett.
The LaFenetre short window, Looped white fence, Bianca white fence, and toilet paper roll are all by Windkeeper.
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wandloreanalysis · 2 years
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Hi! I’m wondering if you could analyse this wand. A very unusual one… more of an experiment if anything: Yew wood stained in Basilisk blood, thestral hair and acromantula web dual core, 13.5 inches, reasonably supple.
Thanks!
wow! This really is a unique wand! and a fun and interesting experiment.
Let’s assume this wand is able to work together, all four components are able to get along and are harmonious. A difficult task with just wood and a single core- I’ve been doing this for years and sometimes the two will not get along due to any number of variables. I can make the same yew wand with the same thestral’s tail hair five times, and get five different wands. 
I’ve never bathed a wand in a magical substance- and now i’m excited to see the results in some experiments. I assume it would suppress the wood’s natural personality- it’s own magical properties and introduce the creature’s into the equation. 
But, back to your question.
At first glance, the wand has a strong theme of death.
Thestrals hair is self explanatory. The beast itself is heavily associated with death.
Acromantula web is an interesting one, an extremely sticky and strong string that will entrap the most ferocious beast- making them a sitting duck for the giant spider. 
Yew wood is poisonous, and the addition of basilisk blood only adds to that fact. Basilisk blood is not the most poisonous part of the beast, of course, but it does make those who ingest it violent and bloodthirsty (no pun intended.)
I can’t see a scenario of this wand working harmoniously together. Fighting itself from the inside out. It’s all because of this simple fact: Acromantulas are terrified of Basilisks. 
I understand the web is not the spider, but it is produced and created using the magical essence of the spider.  Making the webbing absorbent of it’s creator’s personality. 
The cores itself could work together. Thestral hair will work well with the webbing’s steadyfast reliability. It’s use for death would not discourage the thestral in any way. 
But, for fun, let's assume this wand does work. I can always be wrong with my hypothesis. It would make a very quick-to-judge wand. Acting out and doing things on its own would be a common occurrence. It might disagree with itself and produce unpredictable results- as any dual-core wand does. This one is more than usual.
Of course, with a duo wand cores- this wand would be a beast. I wouldn’t want to face it in a duel. 
Hope it helps :)
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falcatd · 2 months
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〈 ARCHIE RENAUX / CIS MAN / HE+HIM / 26 〉in the great land of luyuin, THEODORE "TEO" CHARAN of HOUSE VESTRI begins their journey towards the isle of glass. known to be DEXTEROUS and STEADYFAST, their suspected CHOLERIC and HAUGHTY habits might prove to be their undoing. if the bards could compose a song for them, it could tell stories of A LION IN THE WORLD OF LAMBS, SPLINTERS OF YOUR SOUL CUTTING THROUGH YOUR SKIN, TRYING TO KEEP THE WASLLS FROM CRUMBLING DOWN, A TEAR THROUGH AN OLD FAMILY PORTRAIT, UNTETHERING YOURSELF FROM EVERYTHING YOU RECOGNIZE. the glass throne whispers to the PERSONAL GUARD and it is said that their loyalties lie with HOUSE VESTRI & HOUSE SUORI only time will tell if the WITCHER has what it takes to ascend to the throne.
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𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂.
full name: theodore charan name meaning: gift of God (theodore) nicknames: teo age: 26 years old birth date: last day of rain's hand (april, 30) gender & pronouns: cis man (he+him) orientation: heterosexual, hetreoromantic species: witcher title: n/a occupation: personal guard to house verstri
𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋.
height: 6'0 built: muscular & slim hair colour & style: here & here eye colour: brown tattoos: here & here piercings: none abilities: skilled in hand-to-hand combat, enhanced speed and agility
𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀.
personality type: isfj (the defender) moral alignment: chaotic good label(s): the helping hand, the activist, the goofball character inspo: aragorn (lord of the rings), john snow (got), lancelot (king arthur) positive traits: dexterous, steadyfast, courteous negative traits: choleric, haughty, enigmatic
𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.
(tw: mention of child abandonment and selling a child)
teo was born in svarog in the suori region to parents who already had a lot on their plate. he had three older siblings and after he was born, his parents had another child a few years after - they were not a wealthy group and teo did what he did to survive and feed himself when his parents were absent
born a human, he was unsure if he would ever amount to anything but he tried his best to fight for what he believed in and excelled in the school he did attend
one day, he was caught stealing food for him and his younger sibling - he was just a boy and was sure the punishment wouldn't be that severe, he was wrong
his parents were appalled their son would steal when they provided for them at home (lies) to pay for his crimes and a hefty reward, a group of fae in the region offered to take him in
little did teo know, this group was responsible for transitioning and training witchers
the next ten years, he was put through challenge after challenge and he came out stronger than ever before
it would have been easy for him to go back to his hometown and seek revenge on his parents but his life was better because of what they did. sure, he still felt anger towards them but he knew that he could never see them again
he was 18 and didn't know where he wanted to be or where he wanted to go but he was given a chance to be a guard and teo realized he would lay his life down for anyone who needed it, just like he would do with his siblings if they ever needed him (even now)
when he was 21 - he moved to vestri and finally started to feel more at home than ever before and for the last 5 years he has been serving the great house
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒.
teo loves fiercely and if you are in his corner, its very hard for him to remove you but this is also a double edged sword because if you hurt him there is a big chance he will forgive you
he enjoys being on the water so whenever he can he gets away to a small boat he bought for himself to take out and relax when he isn't needed
teo owns a black cat that practically follows him wherever he goes... he has had the cat since he was stealing back in suori and he believes its magical and is his good luck charm
he loves to learn and really values learning and tries to spend a lot of time studying strategy and the way things work because one day he might want to be a general (he isnt sure but he wants to make some differences in luyuin)
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thesoyboi · 5 months
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I miss someone steadyfast. someone secure as me, as sure as me. someone who values safety and prioritizes time with me in their life.
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yutke · 1 year
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11:40pm,
It takes comics for me to realize these kinds of things about myself. Such as, I had figured an usual workload should be bare minimum when I still neglect my laundry, my evenings are still busy despite me taking less on and focusing on just pending "mini" personal goals, and I still have unprocessed mixed feelings about life situations. I'm continuously finding myself pulled between my values of ambition, rest, and introspection. They come up in crossroads with my time lines and the fallout stress. It can be, for a long time, conceptually I've conflated their meanings as equal for quality self time when my life has evolved from such and their priorities are not clear.
So let's make time now and lay it out (at midnight, of course).
I have not secure self-boundaries around "more" and "letting go" yet. Because of this, I often overcommit and tension gathers along my eyes, collarbones, lower back. I'm working on the symptoms via my sleep posture and minimalizing my sleep debt with patience. Boundaries with people are recently easier by practice, so it's curious as to why I'm in such a pickle with my own. The line, "it's less about the source of concerns and more about how we cope about them" relates well to this situation. While I'm active on all values, I haven't fully detached myself from the grind culture of the immigrant dream of which I romanticize as reliable and familiar in gaming, work, health, etc because... to be frank, I've been quite successful and secure due to a reasonable amount to it. Determination helps me be brave and happy. Mature me realizes that there are natural, cultural, serious consequences for it in the long haul, and I applaud myself for trying everytime that I pause to reconnect with myself.
I catch the signs, so to apply medicine and aid. Much to my relief are my hard-earned skills, plentiful resources, and solid support system. Our relations are good even if other life things in theirs aren't at the moment, largely due to grief, health issues, intrapersonal conflicts. As for resources, I'm break out my multiple first aid kits, my fine China, my you-never-know-when-youre-going-to-need-it odd ball because the time is now and I'm worth it and whenever I feel that I need external supports, I'm going to give it to myself and I'm emotionally strong enough to ask for help from folks whom shown over and over that they want to be here for me, listening and hands-on. I'm proud to role model that and am receptive to being teachable and develop life-rewarding practices every single time I choose thriving. The skin of the jawline and back of my hand break out in stress. I relax my body by stepping back, apply body remedies, focus on my interests. Most of the time, it is a waiting game of repeated self care rituals to return me to baseline. It's conditional to having CPTSD, but it's also part of engaging with life I.e. homeostasis, seasonal changes, etc.
I'm understanding that my baseline is actually my best self, whereas I've previously believed in my youth that my best self is a superpowered machinelike version of myself. My baseline is plentifully enough. My baseline gets things done without compromising my selfesteem and depleting my entire capacities and distrusting my relations and exasperating my symptoms. I enjoy myself well at baseline. At first it feels boring but then, my self confidence just glows, in every aspect of my life. I can map my exact shape and shade and belonging. Anyone else's stories are not mine to fix, compare, mirror, gain approval from, nor view as the only truth. I nurture and thank my beautiful, mundane, whole self. I let my emotions flow through me as rivers and clouds. I am present and aware and playful and soft and enough.
Ah, I do feel steadyfast. I am kind and intend to continue being kind to myself. When I go about my life, mindfulness shifts my perspective with such reciprocity and groundness. I'm levelheaded about my decisions than passively uninterested of them regarding my wellbeing. I have purpose, community, pleasure, achievements, and a well-defined meaning of joy. I accept that change fosters growth than loss. I accept there is an finitive amount of photographs and time and mental processing, so channeling a sense of grace, I must choose what I can do without. And doing so liberates me. I'm taking good care of myself when I prioritize rest and introspection (preferably in that order). I feel quite integrated now, so I'm glad that I had written this all out.
I'm taking tomorrow off work and loading up on fam time incoming the Lunear New Year and appreciating my imagination as it is. Good night.
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Developing Bulldog Faith
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elionwriter · 3 years
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Since I'm not sure I want to write new, full Fanfictions right now (I'm already working on a Good Omens one) I'm just gonna post some Star Wars/ Dinluke headcanons and prompts and ask you guys if you want me to flesh them out.
PART 1:
Their meeting and the events on board of Moff Gideon's light cruiser change things quite radically for both Din Djarin and Luke Skywalker. On Din's side, without the child actively in his care he is left without a proper goal and without a proper path. He can't go back being a simple bounty hunter, mostly because the ones he did it for are gone...
So what now? He always knew he would do anything to bring Grogu's mission to a proper end but he never actually thought of what would happen after. Nor did he immagine that it would leave him so shattered, broken and lonely.
Is it stubborn denial that his business with the child is over that makes him investigate further about the matter? A part of him wants to believe that yes, yes it is, but something about it just doesn't sit right with him. As Dr. Pershing is brought back as a prisoner to New Republic forces he is thoughtfully interrogated about his work and his part in the operations of the empirial cell. The man doesn't give his interrogators a hard time, answering everything as honestly as he can, but doesn't seem to know much afterall. Din can't help but feel somewhat sorry for him: he was taught cloning engineering by the last Kaminoans alive, apparently another species the Empire had decided were better off exterminated and forgotten after fulfilling their purpose. Except they hadn't, not completely, and now experts on the subject were even more rare than beskar. The Dr. was one of them and his knowledge and capacity was the only thing keeping him alive after the empirials sought him out. Whether or not he had any real sympathy for the imps was rather irrelevant and they were his one remaining shot at doing his actual job (there wasn't really a high demand for clones nowadays). He followed Moff Gideon's orders but he knew that the orders were actually coming from much higher up. Who was pulling the strings and what they ultimately wanted, he didn't know. They didn't trust him with those informations. All he knew was that they needed him to create a body with the kid's life expectancy and his M count. They had kidnapped and experimented on other force sensitive children but none of them seemed to have Grogu's qualities and were disposed of. When the guard told him to stand up to be brought back to his cell, the doctor looked at Din and asked "Is the child safe?" "Yes, he is." Answered the mandalorian and the other nodded exhausted "Good, that's good. Thank you." Din nodded back to him and watched him leave.
The only reason Din had been allowed to follow the interrogation was obviously Cara Dune, which had delivered Dr. Pershing and Gideon to the authorities. Cara was however busy talking with someone he didn't know, another woman, a very elegant and majestic one at that. He couldn't help but notice the friendly and intimate tone the conversation seemed to have. Cara later introduced her to him as senator Leia Organa -Solo, a legend of the Rebellion and the Princess of Aldeeran. Suddenly the two's steadyfast bond became very clear. Apparently, the Senator found the story about the two prisoners extremely distressing and had already "her best man" look into it. She spoke very kindly to Din and, as a true politician, thanked him for his services to the Republic. Din quickly changed subject and asked if Moff Gideon had revealed anything more useful than the doctor.
As expected, Gideon hadn't been as collaborative and hadn't spoken a word since he was brought in. Something in his demeanor, however, had definitely shifted and below the ever guarded and secure facade there was worry. 'That's the face of a man in deep shit! We aren't the ones he's scared of though, one can only guess what makes a guy like him fret like that...' said Cara without bothering to hide her worry.
That was the reason why Din, in the little breakes he stole from the collaboration he had fallen into with Bo-Katan and the other mandalorians, kept searching for answers. The something or someone that scared Gideon had to mean danger. And if there was danger out for Grogu it would ALWAYS be his business.
That's when he realized who the princess' "best man" was. Luke Skywalker had apparently been searching for answers too and it's during one of these occasions that they newly meet. They have a common goal and pupil to protect but very diverse skill sets and areas of expertise. That's why on the hush-hush they agree to meet occasionally when either of them seems to have some new information or lead. Neither of them properly introduces to the other, there's really no need for that, and their partnership remains for some time elusive at best. Din is a naturally secretive and private man, the Jedi on the other hand, seems to have become it, a necessity rather than an inclination. Luke doesn't ever bring Grogu along nor does he mention him, after assuring the other that the child is safe and well. Din doesn't ask. And yet, the most restless one of the two about it is the Jedi. Just like Luke can feel Din's ever present affection and sense of duty toward Grogu, Din can sense that the other is very uneasy on the matter, like two parts of him are constantly battling over something. Again, he doesn't ask.
Despite all this, however, their relationship is far from strained. There is a mutual and instinctive trust and respect between them and it becomes quickly very clear that they work well together. During the nights they have to camp or during the trip in hyperspace the two talk. They discuss about their dying creeds, their principals and beliefs, fighting techniques and recount some of their old adventures. After a while, they open up enough to discuss of their situation and daily challenges and earnestly seek the other's opinion and advice on how to face them.
Din learns that Luke is still a figure on which the New Republic sometimes relies upon, even if only for extremely delicate situations; that he spent the last few years travelling throughout the galaxy looking for lost Jedi artifacts and knowledge, hoping to learn how to best bring the order back to life for new generations of force users (expecially his young nefew); that during said travels he always made a point to help those in need and right wrongs where he saw them; that he still found himself dealing with loose ends of the Empire.
On the other hand, Luke learns of Bo-Katan's quest to reclaim Mandalore; of Din's search for knowledge and history on a culture that should be his own but that he progressively realizes he knows very little about; of his uncertainty on where he stands both with his creed and his peers and the aggravation of the dark saber which he is currently the wielder and protector of.
They feel for each other. No, they understand each other. Even as words completely fail to reveal the most critical parts of these conversations. What they do understand is this: nothing seems to make anymore any fuc****ng sense in their lives! That everything was much more simple when they were just a bounty hunter and a farm boy.
It's not that Din doesn't want to find other Mandalorians and help his people. He and Bo-katan may not always see eye to eye, but they both made extremely clear how loyal they are to their creed. It's just that Din doesn't know anymore if he still has a right to that title and to the armour he wears, if everything he was taught was a lie or not. He broke a lot of rules for the child and can't decide if that is for the best or not.
Luke, on the other hand, can't decide what to make of the Jedi teachings and contradictions he has collected. How can he act like expected and pass on lessons he himself isn't really sold on. It was his family and his ties that kept him alive and safe from the dark when facing the Emperor and his father, but it was also attachments and the Jedi's taboos that had damned his father to begin with. Should he encourage the complete detachment the old texts preached about, should he too talk only of light and cast a shadow on everything that didn't fall in that limited range of the force? But most importantly: should he keep his young apprentice from his beloved father and pointedly ignore the warm flame the mandalorian had effortlessly lit up in him?
Luke can't help but notice that when he slips and gets a bit too close, a bit too intimate and touchy with the other man, the mandalorian doesn't push him away and seems to answer this boldness with an awkward, shy breathlessness. While a part of him knows, Luke doesn't allow himself to hope or acknowledge that flicker in his chest might be mutual.
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taurianskies7 · 2 years
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High first of all congo for your more than 600 followers and I wanted to join in ur game. I guess this is the quote everyone knows but incomplete
"Jack of all trades ,master of none, though oftentimes better than master of one. "
Intials are GG Byy take care
As someone who as Gemini Rahu, I love that quote. Thank you & take care as well!
Zodiac Archetype: Capricorn
Your FS is represented by the horned goat archetype! They're very mature, responsible and ambitious, a very "old money" vibes, added with the signature sharpness and good bone structure that Saturn often gives. They'll never treat relationships irresponsibly, and are very committed once they settle down, you'll always be able to rely on them to pull through and they'll bring a lot of discipline and steadyfast focus in your life. Maybe older than you? Or they feel/look older, in a way, that will be their appeal because they have a lot of wisdom beyond their years in them. Very accomplished in their work field or very ambitious and dedicated, can be a little traditional but I think you'll like it?
Dominant planet & theme: Moon
Ooo, moon is so interesting here. Emotions, introspection, contemplation, thoughts, motivation, these are both important and hindering to your FS, I feel like they might have some Saturn-Moon aspects or something similar? They'll value emotional connection above all, and want to truly be emotionally mature and understanding of you, for them love and desire is deeply connected, and they aren't the ones to fall in love easily. But when they do? Oh boy they do.
House & circumstances: 2nd house
Values, Money, Possession, Self-worth, Self-worth, Hidden talents, wealth. Before or during the time you meet them, you will be working on your self work, what material gain and wealth means to you, you'll be in the process of defining and building your security (both material and of the self), could meet your FS during gains of luxury, during the time of constructing or saving for your physical home, exploring your own talents and worth. They'll be an excellent help to build yourself up to the secure and worthy person you truly are.
Advice Oracle: Visual Success. Manifestation and positivity! You need to learn to approach life with optimistic thoughts, manifest success by visualization or be confident in your ability to build yourself and your future up. "See yourself doing well in this situation, and have faith in a positive outcome."
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thedemonstherapist · 3 years
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hello friend!! thanks for your patience with this i really appreciate it 💜 here's stuff about me!
Likes: bunnies, chilly breezes, naps with my partner, chats with my bestie, getting to go home from work on time, learning new things, the colors purple pink and blue, stuffed animals, dancing, the moon, cooking for others, others cooking for me, being invited to things even if i can't go, solvable problems, clear instructions
Dislikes: hot weather, feeling sweaty, dust and how it gets on everything, same for sand, when someone tells me something i was gonna do anyway so now i don't want to, when shirts are too small in the arms but fit everywhere else, feeling disoriented after a sleep, when people think an animal behavior is cute without caring that it might be a stress response or bad for the animal, wasabi peas
I'm a Gemini sun, Scorpio moon, Sagittarius rising, but it's not super important to me, I just read astrology for fun. I really like my data entry job because I know more or less what each day looks like, but there's enough variation to keep it interesting. I'm occasionally forgetful and I'm trying to work on that. I have a lot of crafty hobbies that I pick up and drop occasionally. I can sleep anywhere. Every night I tell my bestie and my partner good night with "good night noodle" and "good night my love" respectively. My gender is best described as "no gender, left bisexual". I refuse to have guilty pleasures in that I refuse to feel bad for something I enjoy. Sometimes I feel like my attempts to communicate clearly by being as specific as possible backfire because instead of making things clear, it makes things too complicated. My goals in life are to be nice and have fun.
Thaaaaaat's all I can think of! Thanks again my friend!!
⋆。⋆˚Benign Favour.⋆。⋆
“To win a creature's trust shows grace and patience. To keep their favour is a task that can only be accomplished by even deeper compassion and an inherently kind soul” is a sentence that has stuck to your very core since childhood. As a WATATSUMI ISLAND native, you grew up around the sea, constantly surrounded by magical beings and a mystical, enchanted environment. It is only natural that this fuelled your curiosity towards all forms of life upon this continent, a curiosity that has long since carried over into adulthood.
Now, as an accomplished veterinarian and researcher, you reside in FONTAINE, in one of the smaller communities on the outskirts of the big city. Your day consists of treating new and old patients with endless diligence and kindness, from common pets like cats and dogs to wildlife that gets brought in or brings itself through the doors in search of your help and healing. There is variety in your day to day, but exceedingly rarely can something throw you out of balance and leave you stunted, but even then, you always find a solution in the end. Your small clinic is an overgrown older house, one that used to be a florist shop and whose garden doubles as a small rehabilitation area for any long-term patients. You have helpers, of course, so you can always rest assured when you close for the day and head home to your family that health and safety are guaranteed in your off-time.
A green DENDRO VISION glows at your hip and assists you with your work. Wisdom comes in many forms, and one of them is exceptional emotional intelligence. The day you won the Gods favour is one that should have been one of many - a simple stroll on your way towards town during your years in training caused you to come across a heavily wounded creature making weeping sounds of distress, one that was of no recognition to you. Nevertheless, you crouched down and began to do what you could with limited supplies. It was a fight for their life, and you worked tirelessly, determined to save what you would later realise was a previously undiscovered type of dragon. By the time its breath had become regular, hours and hours into the day, you reached down and your fingers first brushed the cool surface of your vision.
You had learned to fight before, long ago, during your time in your homeland. The POLEARM was the traditional weapon of Inazuma, though yours took a more unorthodox form. More comparable to a scythe, its curved blade in your experienced hand cuts through trouble with ease. You rarely use it for anything but defense, as it comes in handy when you’re gathering wood or herbs in the forest, but your skillful movements pay off when they have to.
Of course, you had to learn to control the elemental energy that had been gifted to you. With help from friends and colleagues, you’d begun to master both the healing and defensive as well as the offensive powers Dendro possessed. NETTLING DEFIANCE causes a quake to run through the earth around you, springing thorns out from under any enemies and causing lasting damage for 5-7 seconds. It has AOE effect and builds a base for your elemental Burst, INCITEMENT OF MERCY. This has a healing effect on any ally in the proximity, one that is lasting and regenerates HP for about 45 Seconds, as well as dealing increased elemental damage to any enemy struck during the 25 Seconds following usage.
As mentioned, you are not the only person on your path of life. You are lucky to count the brilliant and compassionate SANGONOMIYA KOKOMI to your close friends from childhood and always make time for her during your visits back home. Another person that has won your kind heart is the sweet and energetic XIANGLING, with whom you can show a different side of yourself in the kitchen and who always pushes you to try new things.
The Veterinary Clinic you run has truly become a sanctuary for many in need, and your gentle character is truly the right one to guide it. Flowers in your hair and a bunny in your arms, you’re greeted with waves and chirps of pleasure, whether on your way to work or home. After a long day you can look forward to rest and relaxation, dinner under moonlight and good company, secure in your future and knowing what to expect from tomorrow. And with healing hands gliding over scales, feathers, fur and occasionally, even skin, you make an impact each and every day, often, just with a joke and steadyfast reassurance. And those, the things that make the most difference, are ones you have never needed the Gods favour to accomplish.
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kiaranwrath · 2 years
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CRITICAL HIT : What is your character’s biggest weakness? Do they try to overcome it?
Boundaries.
Blatant manipulation or aggressive pushing of boundaries only serves to strengthen Kiaran's resolve, but making a scene, calm and logical rebuttals, or directly asking her to do the thing anyway will generally have her reconsider if not immediately outright break the boundary she's made. It is a potent mix of long time military service, rabid want to do anything good to atone for crimes, and a sprinkle of being emotionally stunted that's led her to be flexible on her personal comfort zones. She doesn't try to overcome this weakness. She actively embraces it in self-destructive pattern and ranks public decorum well above her own comfort levels. This can lead to her getting into pretty not-good situations.
(( Some examples below, written in drabble form. Warning: The first one involves workplace sexual harassment. ))
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They are in the middle of a mission debriefing when he says it. "Since I did such a good job, I request a reward. A date with yours truly," Everyone pauses as Grimar slips in the comment with his signature, sleezy smirk, their eyes all falling to him - and his eyes upon Kiaran. She can see it in his smug smile. He does not expect her to accept; he expects a reaction for his own sick satisfaction. Beneath the dining table, Kiaran's knuckles go white, and she wills the fury that threatens her veins to ice. This is not the time for an outburst. Breathe. Ignore him. And so she does. Even as the others chide Grimar for his tactlessness, she only affixes him with a blank stare, bites back her anger, her indignation, her bile. It is some heartbeats before she manages to condense it into a sigh. Some more before she raises to her feet and wordlessly leaves the room to fetch Balgair his orange juice. When she returns, the topic's returned to the mission. She does not - will not - address what occurred again. It will happen again, on smaller scale, just as it's happened before, and she will accept it, as she's done before, for the sake of composure. For the sake of public 'protocol.' She cannot bring herself to focus on the rest of the debriefing. ---------- Kiaran's heart is in her throat. Her eyes sting with the tears she's narrowly suppressing and she knows she can't linger. Her stony expression can only hold so long and she doesn't trust herself to maintain it. She turns from the little home in Kugane and moves for the stairs. "Kiaran." She hears her name on Lofn's lips but she doesn't stop. Up the stairs she goes, two at a time. "Kiaran!" Then Lofn's in front of her. Kiaran tries to sidestep - but Lofn sidesteps too and she nearly runs into the viera. She is quick in stopping; staring. She doesn't know what to do. She cannot - will not - hurt Lofn like this, in a space where it's not agreed upon, but every fiber of her being is screaming, begging her to leave before the tears loosen. Kiaran sidesteps again. Lofn sidesteps again. When she tells the viera to move, she doesn't, and when Kiaran turns around, Lofn is there, fast, insistent. Kiaran once more draws up short, staring at Lofn as she processes the situation. The options before her are limited and, rapidly, begin to dissolve one by one. She doesn't wish to make a scene. She doesn't wish to push Lofn. She is trapped, well and truly, then, before the viera who stays steadyfast. She resigns to this fact with clipped sigh, and resolves, then, to hear the viera out. ---------- The rage in her blood is singing, a constant low chant of kill her, kill her, kill her. Instead, Kiaran slides the lalafell the juice she requested. But five ticks ago, the same lalafell had been garbed in full Garlean officer regalia, speaking of what pride she felt for her hand in the oppression of Ala Mhigo. How she would be serving the Empire to this day if not for some personal issue she had. It was not the mass slaughter. Not the oppression, the cruelty, the total disregard for the sanctity of life the Empire wielded. No. Just some small, personal qualm. "If not for those bad orders, I'd be serving the Empire right now!" The lalafell boasts. Kiaran narrowly remembers to breathe for spike of disgust, of rage, of indignation that seizes her. But it is a thing to be felt. Not shown. She swallows it down and sets back to filling another cup with juice, this one for her, and tries to focus on those other topics that inevitably crop up.
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catandsusim · 9 months
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209 White Bungalow SC CC
A typical Bungalow style farmhouse. 2 bedrooms, 2 baths downstairs. A bathroom upstairs with space for another bedroom.
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Custom content used in this house:
Bespoke Window box and Carriage garage door, from the Bespoke Build Set by Honeywell.
Numenor's Recolorable deck stairs in Malm white by Michelle.
Steadyfast stairs and Longhorn Balustrade in Malm White by Michelle.
Simple Structure half landing stairs and wall by Huge Lunatic.
Long Island door by Windkeeper.
Cut stump flowerbed fence in white by Michelle.
Antique Colonial column fence by me.
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oncebattled · 3 years
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@admelira​ said: “ i want you here. ” hoyeon & yunho
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STEADYFAST && LOYAL ; hoyeon would s t a y no matter how deeply yunho fell into his own wallow and self deprecation. he stayed because he knew one day it would dissipate. no one lingered in darkness for good and bursts of light were possible until a new chapter actually dawned. now, while he believed all of this FIERCELY, he never actually expected it to happen without warning. one minute he had been trying to make ramen and the next minute he scattered it all over the floor in surprise. a whine bubbled up and escaped him before he could prevent it. his lunch! okay, their lunch but still. once the food sadness washed away, the intent of the words actually sunk in and hoyeon froze. comically, in fact, barely even blinking. ` oh, ` hoyeon breathed out, feeling the onset of tears prickling at his eyes. damn it. ` i want to be here, ` he whispered back, trying to not look at yunho yet because he knew if he did he would cry. ` the floor ate our lunch, ` he continued with a pout. ` i. i'm glad you. . . . feel that way. `
**currently accepting meme
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islamicgleam · 6 years
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It is narrated that Imam Jafar-e-Sadiq as said: Soon people will be drowned and killed by the doubts, as they would neither be able access the (Divine) Knowledge nor would they be able to find the Deliverer(asws). During that time, no one will find salvation (from mis interpretation of religion) expect those who would be regularly reciting the following supplication:
" يا الله يا رحمن يا رحيم يا مقلب القلوب ثبت قلبي على دينك"
("YA ALLAHO YA REHMAN YA RAHEEM YA MUQALLEBAL QULOOB SABIT QALBI ALA DEENAIK")
O Allah, the most Beneficent, the most Merciful, the One who Changes hearts (of people), Give me steadyfastness in Your ‘Deen’ (religion).
After repeating 'Muqallebal Quloob' the narrator added the word, والابصار 'Wal absaar' (and the vision).
Upon hearing this, Imam(as) said, “Indeed Allah is the ‘One’ Who Changes the hearts and vision, but you recite the Dua as I have instructed you."
Salawaat 🌟
[ref:Kamal-al-deen v:2,pg:352]
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Dennis didn't seem to be in any more pain than what would be expected. It was likely these weren't silver,Dennis would be be more reactive if they were, so the young lycanthrope wasn't in danger in that regard.
Still, Ian had better come up with a game plan steadyfast. Dennis was still bleeding. The wounds were still there, regardless of what caused them
There was a raggedy gasp, wet and rattling. "I...an...?" Dennis garbled, half lucid. Being stuck half human, half werewolf in form didn't help their speech out, slurred beyond belief
"Hurts..."
He'd push the magic out of his hands and into Dennis. Scrunching his face as he forced the effort to seal the wounds. It wasn't going to be best, looking like gouges still. But no longer bleeding soon enough.
He'd swear again, trying again to just get it to be less of noticeable. The best he could do was making them dents. He wasn't really much of a healer.
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