#...veeerryyy slowly

[ilovesmosh55]

This is a certified fire emblem headcanon info dump post . Bullet points copied and pasted from my notes app for the most part so sorry everyone if the formatting or grammar or something is weird

Exactly how the Nabateans work isn’t ever fully explained in game so this is. My take on it based on hints from the game and the characters’ relationships with each other and with Sothis:

-Sothis is an otherworldly alien being who DID come from far beyond the stars. Her lifespan is unfathomably long compared to an average human’s (if not just infinite/indefinite. I imagine as long as her home star shines she could live forever) and her godly power is basically like. An average human’s ability to wield magic times one bajillion. Naturally just has More Magic.

-She left the rest of her kind behind to visit earth and settle there but she doesn’t talk very much about her life before earth to anyone even her closest family. She greatly prefers life on earth and forming human connections to… whatever was going on back on the blue sea star.

-She created her children not by giving birth but like the games said . With her blood. She can just sculpt a human form from Anything, press together a crest stone, and blood-let on it a little bit, and badda bing badda boom new Nabatean. A Nabatean’s abilities, dragon form, and personality can be influenced by what she created their vessels out of. The first ones were created from the clay and mud of the earth she landed on hence the name Nabatean meaning earth dragon lol.

-Sothis DID love and want to watch over humanity, despite not being omnipotent and all-powerful like the Church claims. Creating her children and living among them and humans side by side was sort of her way of expressing that love.

-Despite not claiming to be omnipotent and all-powerful, Sothis’s strange appearance and abilities lead the people of Fodlan to begin calling her a goddess and worshipping her, which she happily accepted and encouraged. The idea that she watches over all life from above and is the arbiter of every soul came along with the church after she died (and is not really true). During her lifetime, she was just worshipped and was the queen of Zanado

-Sothis can create and bring life to a Nabatean at any age/stage of life. Rhea is one of the few she created as a baby rather than a fully grown adult, and she raised her as her own as a result.

-Seteth and his brothers are one of many “batches” of Nabateans made as adults and as a result they aren’t nearly as close to Sothis as Rhea is/was.

-Specifically, Macuil seems to even resent Sothis as he mentions byleth “stinking” of her during his battle. I imagine he’s the eldest brother and resents her for seemingly “abandoning” him to watch his brothers alone when others like Rhea got centuries of her time, love, and attention.

-Nabateans are all created by Sothis and most of them view her as a mother or at least a distant family member/matriarch figure but unless specifically made by Sothis to be siblings (as Seteth and his brothers were. Made as a matching set.) Nabateans aren’t actually related to each other. Sothis travelled all over Fodlan and probably other parts of the world too and created countless sets of Nabateans based on all different types of people. She would often make a few sets/unrelated individuals at once so that her creations/children could have like-minded company.

-Flayn’s mom/Seteth’s wife was also a Nabatean but from another “clan” and therefore yknow not his sister. Rhea Seteth and Flayn only really see each other as family in 3h because they are the last of their kind and feel the need to bond together for safety.

-Seteth and his brothers were based on whatever the Fodlan equivalent of Celtic people is. Rhea was made as a baby for Sothis to raise herself and is made more closely in her image than most of the others.

-Nabateans DO age, but very veeerryyy slowly. Rhea was pretty young, about the equivalent of 19 when Sothis was killed and the war of heroes started. By the time 3H canon begins, she’s about the equivalent of 38-41-ish. Seteth is about 40 in human years too, though he’s actually much younger than Rhea because he was created after her but was created as a young adult. Flayn is the equivalent of 15. Was only like 12 when she was injured and fell asleep back in the day.

-Sothis’s body, like when she was alive properly, will never die/rot so long as the blue star shines. However, the other Nabatean’s bodies DO rot but again. Veeerrryyy slowly. It would take centuries before they’d start to smell off.

-Other Nabateans, especially ones created later who weren’t raised and taught how to use their power by Sothis herself are not nearly as powerful as she was. Rhea is one of the strongest and was raised by Sothis personally but even she can’t control herself and goes crazy if she overuses her dragon form too much.

-Rhea was able to create Sitri/the other failed mom vessels because she was taught how to by Sothis. Probably watched her create many other Nabateans. However, since she is not nearly as powerful as her mother (and was just reusing the crest stone of a dead woman), Rhea’s vessels are far more fragile/sickly and humanlike. Most of them died very shortly after being created from their bodies basically being unable to sustain themselves. Sitri was pretty sickly and feeble but she was actually the healthiest and longest living one

-If not properly utilized and honed, Nabatean’s magic also fades over time, hence how Seteth’s brothers are now basically stuck as dragons. They didn’t transform for so long that they got rusty and probably can’t anymore.

[here-am-i-sitting-in-a-tin-can]

i think i’m dying veeerryyy slowly

[softbogcreatures]

Chocola and Vanillas (and visitor Ln’eta!!) house!! The decorations slowly grow…. I really need to work on the kitchen and actual living room, hell I actually need to get some LIGHT in their living room, but its been slow because I haven’t had a lot of time to go to out to thrift, and I don’t particularly want to buy anything more for their house! The only thing I truly bought for their house was the lights, but everything else was stuff I had around the house or stuff that was given to me by friends or was just free somewhere!! The house itself is even thrifted, so it’s just a thrifty house.

I have some cardboard, so I’ve been thinking about making some furniture. I might be able to make a couch, and a fridge would be easy, maybe a countertop? But I wouldn’t even know what else to make.

Damn look at me, the yapper. Also please don’t mind the toys literally spilling into frame, my room is very small and veeerryyy toy filled

[owl-with-a-pen]

Nia getting hurt and brainy turning to team-flash for help because he feels hopeless. Ty <3

- I've never written for The Flash characters before, so I hope this is okay! Seeing as Cisco recently left the show, I thought it'd be nice to focus on him. Thank you for the prompt! x

From day one, Cisco had learned that being a part of Team Flash meant staying on your toes, always keeping vigilant for the next attack and always being prepared for the subsequent counterattack Star Labs’ resident tech genius – aka him - could provide. It also meant, expect the weirdest thing imaginable and, then? Oh man, you gotta triple that.

Still, even with all of that in mind, Cisco was in no way prepared for an alien super genius to swoop in from God-knows-where and systematically dismantle his lab, not to mention steal his thunder in the process.

All in the space of under twenty minutes.

"Hey, so I’m flattered you came to us for help,” Cisco finally called out from the lab’s doorway. “But, this might be easier if you actually, I don't know? Talk to us."

Cisco had been watching in bewilderment as Brainy ran around his lab, muttering under his breath as he picked up various pieces of experimental tech with both parts appraisal and derision before throwing them each none-too-gently aside. Cisco flinched when Brainy threw one of his most recent experiments – an advanced interdimensional extrapolator designed in theory to breach the new universes that had been created by Crisis – onto the countertop. And it’d stay totally theoretical if Brainy continued to pay the same amount of care to Cisco’s handiwork as one might a discarded candy wrapper. God, he really needed to start marking these things as fragile - especially when company was over. Then again, he hadn't expected a visit from the fourth kind today.

"Hey, dude, talk to us, c'mon, we won't bite," Cisco prompted, holding up his hands placatingly. When Brainy continued without so much as a word thrown in their direction, Cisco turned to Caitlin desperately, nudging her arm. "Tell him we don't bite," he whispered loudly.

"We don't bite," Caitlin repeated exasperatedly. She’d been watching Brainy with care since he’d barged through Star Lab’s front doors. Because, seriously, could anyone just walk into this place? "Brainy - I understand you're worried for your girlfriend, but we can help you. Just tell us what you need."

Cisco knew that something big was going down in National City, enough that Kara had called ahead last minute to inform Team Flash that they’d be getting a surprise visit from one of the Super Friends. Surprise really had been the understatement of the day. Nearly the second Caitlin had been off the phone with Kara, Brainy had decided to make his grand entrance.

"I don't need anything from you," Brainy said through his teeth, quite possibly the first coherent sentence he’d directed to anyone since his arrival. He continued to move restlessly, shuffling through another pile of technology. "I require your equipment,” he elaborated stiffly. “Since the DEO's destruction, we are rather limited on supplies."

Cisco cringed. "Ooh yeah, I heard about that. Some alien god, right?"

Bad call, Cisco realised immediately. The second the words had come out of his mouth, Brainy tensed, hunching his shoulders.

"His name was Rama Khan,” Brainy said, his voice strained. “He came from a race of ancient beings."

“So, not a god?" Cisco said quickly, glancing to Caitlin for support. When she only shrugged, he fumbled for something, anything, to lighten the mood. “I mean, figures, right? Out of every form of media out there, it had to be Ancient Aliens that was on the right track.”

Brainy made a disgruntled sound at that, dangling another piece of tech out into his line of sight before making to throw it over his shoulder.

“My tachyon filtrator!” Cisco lurched forward, eyes wide. “Hey, hey, stop that!” He snatched his experimental baby from Brainy’s hands seconds before disaster, pointing an accusing finger at him. “No more throwing my stuff, got it?”

"Cisco," Caitlin murmured in warning. "Don't."

"Easy for you to say,” Cisco shot back. “He's not throwing your stuff." Cisco strode over to his workbench, collecting as many of his unfinished designs as he could carry into his arms and very deliberately placing them as far away from prying Coluan fingers as was humanly possible.

Cisco could feel Brainy’s eyes watching his every move, though he wasn’t sure if there was even a hint of an apology in his expression. From the short time they’d worked together in the past, he remembered Brainy as being pretty unfiltered when it came to conversation, if not a little socially inept. Still, he got his nickname for a reason. Dude was literally a walking talking supercomputer, capable of calculating probability to such a high degree of accuracy, he might as well have been psychic. In any other circumstance, Cisco would’ve been eager to pick his brain, maybe even get his input on some of his more complex designs.

Right now, though? Maybe that wasn’t such a good idea, especially when he was so clearly distraught with what was happening over in National City.

Cisco had never formally met Dreamer before, but he’d seen her on the news enough to know that she was incredibly powerful. If something had taken her down, he knew it had to be bad.

And so, when Cisco was certain his tech was safe, he turned back to Brainy, eyeing him expectantly.

Finally, Brainy rolled his shoulders, closing his eyes. "Dreamer was affected by a meta," he explained carefully, lowering his chin. "The DEO had stockpiled technology, archived files on known meta attacks and their countermeasures. We- no, I lost that."

Well, Cisco didn’t need to be a twelfth-level whatever to know what Brainy was going through there. The guilt in his voice was practically tangible. Cisco seemed to remember that the DEO had had a sudden change in management during Lex Luthor’s reign, and if the files he’d been able to hack during that handover were true, then it’d been Brainy who’d been heading operations before the organisation’s literal collapse.

And now, Brainy’s girlfriend was in danger, caught in the crosshairs of a situation that couldn’t be fixed because of his mistake. Cisco swallowed around the sudden lump in his throat; he knew he wouldn’t have fared any better if Kamilla had been in that kind of danger.

"We've all done stuff we've regretted," Caitlin said carefully, stepping into the room. She folded her arms over her chest loosely, her brow furrowed with concern. "Look, maybe we don’t know each other very well, and maybe we can't even help advise you, but you clearly came here looking for something in particular so, we can at least supply you, right?” When Brainy turned towards her, eyes glimmering, Caitlin offered a gentle smile. “No one knows this lab's layout like Cisco, and if you need medical supplies, I've got you covered." Brainy held very still as Caitlin crossed the room and, when she was close enough, she reached out, hesitantly patting him on the shoulder. For all the confidence she was boasting right now, Cisco was far too aware that this was the closest alien encounter she'd had since meeting Kara, and for a lot of that time she'd been fronting as Frost.

"It's an extensive list," Brainy said warily. He didn’t shrug away from Caitlin’s touch, at least, which Cisco took as a small victory.

"Hey,” Cisco said, puffing out his chest, “you’re talking to Team Flash, here. I think we can handle it.”

Brainy’s eyes darted away from them both for a long moment, scanning empty air. When he blinked back into reality, he nodded, bowing his head. "Very well," Brainy relented.

With that, he made a vague gesture towards his head, pointing underhandedly with two fingers towards Cisco's pocket. In the same instant, his phone buzzed twice against his leg, indicating a text notification. Cisco fished it out of his pocket in confusion.

"I have transferred everything I need to your phone,” Brainy said by means of explanation.

“Huh. So you have,” Cisco said, eyes wide as he stared at the list of tech, trying very hard to keep his cool instead of grinning like an idiot at that awesome display of alien superpower. Maybe once he’d finished locating this stuff for Brainy, putting together the right machine to help his girlfriend, he’d have a chance to actually ask him some questions.

For now though, finding all this stuff took priority.

Cisco bit his cheek, nodding firmly. “Alright then,” he said, cracking his neck. “Looks like we should get started.”

Even though Brainy’s returning smile was pained, it was still a smile, which was definitely progress.

And hey, maybe Cisco would see a genuine one once Dreamer was safe and sound. Because he was gonna make sure that happened.

After all, that was what Team Flash was all about.

[rachieebabee]

The first BRAND illustrations to be slapped onto clothing and other misc products. Woohoo!! 🙌

Stay tuned for Mikey, Leo and Raph. I’m working on them slowly. Veeerryyy slloooowwwlllyyy….

[hazard-and-friends]

Week 8

Not-quite 2 months! Also, staring down the heartworm shot on Tuesday.

Still on trazadone, now also on gabapentin (100mg 3x daily) which means he is getting a pill 4 times a day which means I now have the schedule written on the calendar to help

Fortunately for my own sanity, it’s helping him immensely: despite only getting ~20 min of actual exercise a day, he’s not losing his mind. We’re down to a minimal fuss going in the crate at night and virtually no whining; otherwise he goes right in and lays down waiting for whatever treasure I’m about to hand over.

He still isn’t relaxed enough to eat a Kong with the door closed, though, so more work yet to do!

When left with gf, he has about 60 seconds of Yelling and then passes out and is complaint-free. However, if let out of the crate while still alone with her, he freaks out looking for me (sweet! annoying.) so in the crate he will remain. Still can’t be left alone at all.

I joined a bunch of SA groups and got some good resources. We’re currently working on me preparing to go without actually going (in the mornings, him out of crate) and relaxation protocol (in the evenings, in the crate, restarted AGAIN and we’re on day 8).

We did another cat visit and it was the calmest one yet for both of them--largely because I now have baby gates set up around the base of the bed so Penny can’t hide under there. She went up on the kitchen cabinets instead, which is perfect because it means she’s out of his reach. Hazard is now completely desensitized to Cat Noises because Penny spent most of the evening complaining (about us daring to cook) and while we didn’t do a lot of work on “being calm while cat is moving” we also didn’t have to do any damage prevention so that’s good. At night, after he was crated, Penny ventured out (still yelling) and briefly stood on his crate (why), which did not upset him! So good developments all around.

Still a big fan of the muzzle. We’ve started doing short walks in it and he adores it.

The levels book came in and we cruised through level 1. Now working on 2. Big fan of how MUCH explanation and tiny steps there is for each behavior, it’s really making me slow down and make sure he knows it before moving on.

Bell: has now been abused to go out and chase a (strange) cat. Rude.

Weight: by hook and by crook I got him on a scale, where he is now 8 lbs up from when I got him, bad Julis, so I am more strictly following the initial plan >.<

Handling: We are veeerryyy slowly CC/DS the idea of me messing with him. Today due to the upcoming crate rest (so no longer wearing nails down on pavement) I grabbed him and did his front feet with the dremel. While he obviously wasn’t thrilled, there wasn’t any more than token struggling. I’m unclear whether this is the drugs or an actual shift in the idea of body handling. We’ll see.

He has a new bed because he’s spoilt silly, pictures to follow

[bokayjunkie]

fic: my true love's kiss

Summary:  from the prompt: help; my wife pretends to be the sleeping beauty every morning and wont get up unless i kiss her

RATE: G   GENRE: Future Fic

A/N: For @latinasmoak, cause when I asked for prompts she showered me with them, including this. And after the drought we've had with some good olicity content on screen, I was in need of just married fluff. Hence this.

No, honestly, this is just all around cotton candy, sweet to the core fluff.

Also, I wrote this during a veeerryyy slow day at work and didn't have a beta for this. So...all mistakes are mine.

Excerpt:

When Oliver exits the bathroom, already freshly showered and wearing nothing but sweatpants, he wasn't surprised to see his wife is still sprawled on the bed. She's taken up the entire center of the bed, with her face nuzzling against his pillow.

It's a sight to see. Sometimes he still has trouble believing that this is actually his life. He's married to the love of his life and he gets to wake up to her lovely face every morning. It definitely provides a great start to his day.

With a soft smile on his face, Oliver moves closer to the bed, taking in her beauty.

Despite how many times he's seen her sleeping, peaceful face, it still leaves him breathless just how stunning she looks. Even though she denies that the site of her sleeping, complete with bed head and make-up free face filled with wrinkle marks from the sheets, is nothing special, he has to disagree.

It's because she's so open with her natural self around him that makes her even more beautiful in his eyes than she already is. The fact that he has the privilege of seeing her like this takes his breath away and makes him fall in love with her even more.

Oliver places one knee on the bed so he can lean closer to her face. He brushes the strands of hair that's fallen on her face and pushes them back, caressing her cheek as he does so.

At his touch, she lets out a groan as her face shifts, leaning into his palms. His smile deepens, seeing her settle in his touch. It's amazing how responsive she is to him, whether she's conscious or not. Her body always seems to gravitate towards him.

He takes a minute to bask in this moment. Their lives are always so hectic; from the minute they get out of bed, it always seem like there's no time to hit pause. This little moment when they're in their room, just before their day officially starts, is the time where they can be in their little bubble.

This is always his favorite time of the day. He wakes up much earlier than her so it gives him the perfect opportunity to just take in her presence.

His thumb caresses her cheek softly, smiling as she let out a sigh as her head shifts to nuzzle his palms. He knows she's slowly rousing from her sleep from her breathing as her lips starts placing small kisses on his hand.

"Felicity." he whispers. "Honey, it's time to wake up."

A whimper escapes her lips as her face buries deeper in his palms.

"Come on honey, it's already past six."

She lets out a noise of protest and her lips puckered, her eyes still closed.

Oliver chuckles at the site and properly gets on the bed with both knees.

"Oh I see how it is. Sleeping Beauty can't wake up until she gets her kiss."

Another whimper escapes her lips as her head nods slowly and her lips pucker even more.

He chuckles once again. These are the moments he loves so much. Even just the smallest, silliest things with her makes him so incredibly happy.

"Well if that's the only way you'll wake up, I guess I must."

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