#get rid of weak eyesight

[whitejays-galaxy]

Star Wars cat AU pt. 2: The Villains of the Prequels

Some pose studies I did of these evil goobers:

Sidious:

Maul:

Dooku:

Vader:

Lore:

<Lightningstrike/Sidious>

Name Meaning: Bolts of "Lightning" are very unpredictable, and they always "Strike" when you least expect it. It also represents his deadliness and power that of a lightning bolt.

Plus he also got struck by lightning across the right side of his face when he was a smol psychopath kitten during training at some ancient Darkhaven temple

He's the same size as Yoda/Horizonstar in my AU

He eats other dead cats

He tore Dooku's pelt and made it into a cape he wears sometimes

His nest is made out of cat pelts and bones(mostly from the victims of Order 66)

He is capable of Force Masking(a rare Force ability that allows one to shapeshift into anything. The only other cat who had this ability in the same period was Qui-Gon-Jinn/Sagepelt)

He is an albino cat, and his only physical weakness is bad eyesight

<Bloodburn/Maul>

Name Meaning: "Blood" symbolizes his bloody past, and the loss of his brothers, and "Burn" symbolizes his world and true self burning away.

He was formerly called Russetstorm, and lived with his two brothers, Tigertalon/Savage, and Amberspark/Feral.

Since Dathomir is a society where she-cats have more power, Poisonstar/Mother Talzin was fascinated and angered at the same time when her son, Russetstorm beat all the other she-cats during sparring.

Soon, she realizes that Russetstorm is Force Sensitive, and she tries to get rid of him by sending him off to Lightningstrike in exchange for valuable metals and other resources.

Russetstorm quickly finds out that Poisonstar is trying to get rid of him, so he runs away in the middle of the night with Tigertalon and Amberspark.

They didn't go far, as the two brothers were brutally slaughtered by the guards before Russetstorm's very eyes.

Russetstorm tips to the dark side in his fury and anguish, killing all the guards; Lightningstrike, noticing Russet's raw power in the Force, abducts him anyhow and seduces him to the ways of the dark side.

Years later, Poisonstar would meet her downfall by her son's own claws, which takes place two years before the events of The Phantom Menace, and Russetstorm would be renamed Bloodburn.

<Frostshard/Tyrantturn/Dooku>

I mentioned the meaning of Dooku's name in my first Cat AU post, so I'll be telling you his Sith name here

Name Meaning: "Tyrant" because Frostshard betrayed everything he once stood for, and "Turn" represents his fall to the dark side.

Since he was never a full Darkhavener, his pelt stayed clean and his eyes were normal and not orange like a typical Darkhavener.

When he got killed by Skyfire/Anakin, he gets stuck in the Dark Forest(cat hell), soul constantly glitching/shifting from Frostshard to Tyrantturn(who has a dead grey pelt and orange eyes)

<Deadsoul/Vader>

Name Meaning: I chose "Dead" because Skyfire/Anakin died when he turned to the dark side. He lost everything, with no reason to live except to serve Lightningstrike/Sidious until he died. 

I chose "Soul" because he is a lost soul wandering in the remains of his failures and losses. His body is functioning, but his spirit has been crushed into smithereens.

After his battle with Hazeldusk/Obi-Wan, his body gets reconstructed in the Dark Forest(which Lightningstrike opens a portal in Mustafar using the dark side of the Force)

Nine Darkhaven/Sith souls(Revan/Corvidheart, Maul/Bloodburn, Plagueis/Plagueshadow, Bane/Nightshade, Tyranus/Tyrantturn, Starkiller, Malgus/Stormcutter, Tenebrae/Vortexvoid, and Hellfire/founder of Darkhaven)were used for his life support, and each soul gave him the power of its owner(but only if he studied the different aspects of the Dark Force was he then able to obtain the soul's energy. Which he does with most of the time during the OG trilogy)

See more of my Cat Au designs here :3

The Disaster lineage (Yoda, Dooku, Qui, Obi, Anakin, Ahsoka + lore)

Prequel villains (Sidious, Dooku, Maul, Vader + Lore)

Kit-Fisto

Plo-Koon and Ahsoka

Sifo Dyas and Dooku

Disaster trio(Obi, Ani, Soka) doodles

Smol comics(ft. Qui, Rael, Sifo, Dooku): pt 1

Aayla Secura and Quinlan Voss

Luke and Leia

DO NOT COPY ANY OF MY CAT DESIGNS

This is a PERSONAL AU and they mean so much to me

[battlemaiden13]

Soooo, we have headcanons about first 4 Grillbys. What about other aus? I'm especially interested in mafia au Grillbys)

This was really fun

Cinder (Mafiatale) 

Runs a pub with living quarters on top. It is considered a home base of ‘The Queens’ mafia so only affiliated members tend to go there. The two skeleton brothers live above the bar. 

Although he has heavy ties to the mafia he is not technically a member so technically his bar is neutral territory and there have been meetups there before. 

Cinder has no idea how he got so ingrained in the mafia and he’s just trying to live his life which sort of plays out like a sitcom of a guy who doesn’t want to be connected to the mafia but keeps getting more and more connected to the mafia. 

Luckily he’s a pretty strong monster and technically a shop keep so others don’t want to mess with him. 

Molotov (Mafiafell)

His flame is a lilac, almost light blue in colour. He runs a speakeasy as a front and unlike Cinder he enjoys working for the mafia with a twisted sense of joy.

He is technically a member of the king's mafia and uses his speakeasy as front for trafficking both monsters and humans. 

Although he is a member of the rival gang, he and Don D (Mafiafell Gaster) are good friends to the point where they often bet on other people's lives together.

He is very narcissistic and obsessed with his looks. He’d kill anyone who so much as brush past his pristine suit and wrinkled it. 

Torch (Fellswap Gold(Coffee and Wine's Grillby))

He’s an arms dealer, even when he came above ground it was the only thing he really knew so he stuck with it even though he never really traveled far from Ebott

He’s considered a rebel by their underground political climate and the queen has tried to get rid of him multiple times, as such he is very aggressive when strangers come around and is great at running away when needed.

He was never a big enough threat for Wine to be sent after him but he is also smart enough that he made sure not to be a threat that large, more like an annoying bug for the queen. 

He would be considered an alcoholic with a bottle of fine scotch in his hands and his services, goods and loyalty can often be brought with alcohol. 

Smoulder (Swapfell Red (Mutt and Black's Grillby))

His flame is a black fire that looks like oil which is fitting since he's in the oil business, making him one of the riches monsters both above and below ground

He doesn’t particularly like talking with others but he will engage in polite conversation if others start it. 

Was in an accident when he was young that badly messed up his leg and half his eyesight. He now walks with a cane and wears a monocle as he attempts not to show others underground his weakness. 

His voice is the most different from Grillby’s. It seemed to split and when he talks it’s like there's three people talking at once with that same crackling overlay of fire most fire elementals have. 

[thelittleswordsman]

//mod here wanted to speak Up about something//

//the sudden ereasure of jounos blindness thru RP. This fandom is already ableist enough, to the point of headcanoning a CANONICALLY COMPLETLY BLIND MAN as just having weak eyesight. Pardon me?? Saying this as somebody who's HALF BLIND btw. Just because you cant RP as a blind man dosent mean you have to get rid of the blindness altogether.//

[mychlapci]

rapid fire cybertronian headcannons go

I like to think that while cybertronians look and act mostly humanoid they also do some not human things that make humans go "oh yeah, alien"

for example i think that every couple thousand years cybertronians shed their armor like some sort of bug or shrimp to get rid of damaged plating and their repair nanites go into overdrive to build new ones. during that period bots will nibble on metal to get material. a shed can also trigger early if a bot gets regularly roughed up or if they changed alt-modes recently. this could lead to a potencial hilarious situation where there's no fighting for like a week sometime after bots and cons arrived on earth since both groups got new alt-modes which triggered a mass shedding and noone wants to fight while they're squishy and itchy. que human friend coming into the autobot base and while talking to their bot friend a piece of the bot's armor just falls off. so of course human freaks out because they think their friend is dying while the bot is confused and going like "why are you screaming i'm just shedding. wdym humans don't do that?" or mabye the human comes in during the everyone is mostly shed phase and going "why r yall nakey" either way that thay humans learn cybertronians are space shrimp.

another headcannon i have is that just chilling in places in alt-mode is the cybertronian equivalent of a cat loaf. cybertronians also purr by idling their engine (obviously) and keep the joints in their hands from going stiff by making biscuits.

cybertronian sight is primarily their sensors (like sharks) with optics being a secondary sight organ and mostly just provide aditional information so taking out a cybertronians optics would do nothing but take out their sensors and they're blind as a bat because of their poor eyesight. i also like how in tfp everyone has unique optics

they can also speak with their mouth closed or without moving it since a voicebox is more like a speaker than vocal cords. moving their mouth just helps with adjusting volume or making sound clearer.

OOoh i am a “transformers shed” believer. For maintenance, or because of age, or because of injuries, i think it has many factors...

I don’t think they’d be squishy underneath, though I think that they have some silicone components that jiggle, but having raw wires and circuitry revealed is already a pretty vulnerable state to be in. (tbh I am also very fond of the thought of cybertronians being able to just remove their armour and parts of their plating on a whim… it’s rare for them to do it, but i think it could be very intimate. I will stop before i delve into places we cannot delve in this week ok)

I am absolutely down for the “optics are only a secondary sensory organ” thing bc honestly i believe that too. I actually imagine that whatever you notice on a bot’s head first, chevron, horns, finials, etc. etc. are actually most sensitive to all kinds of input, like EM fields, vibrations, sound and even light, and i know it’s not canon but i like to imagine that depriving a bot of their horns/chevron/antenna blinds them more than taking out both their optics possibly could. Not to mention, they probably have “eyes” on different parts of their bodies, as in, they can register visual input with their headlight, their rearview mirror and side mirrors. Their optics are actually very weak and taking out their sensors renders them incapable of most things.

Now what i had never considered was transformers doing biscuits to keep their joints flexible. That means medics would have to do extra biscuits so that their joints are at their best. I am now thinking about Drift coming back to their habsuite after a long day on the bridge and Ratchet’s just dozing off after an equally long shift in the med-bay, kneading the pillows happily. I am obsessed. Drift probably joins in bc as a swordsman, he has to keep his hands flexible as well. And them they’re purring their engines bc they’re comfy… aaaaah okay that’s adorable

[soapy-soartp]

Day 25 of @whumperless-whump-event

Day:  25 - WE DIDN'T START THE FIRE

Prompt: Severe burns / Running into flames / "I know it hurts. Breathe."

Fandom: TGCF

Characters: Hong Hong er and Xie Lian

He sees the statue of his god about to get attacked through flames of his own temple, the little soldier's body moves on its own. He’s seen his god fall and hurt too much by protecting those that never deserved his protection. He cannot allow him to be disrespected in such a way.

/A flash of memory comes, his god pinned to a dirty cave’s floor with a sword through his abdomen./

So before he knows it he’s running through flames and swing at the person that managed to slip through his defense. The flames lick at his work clothes and armor, but he manages to knock the person away. 

But his fight to defend his highness’ temple isn't quite over yet. There's still a small handful of people trying to get into the temple, not to mention the steadily growing fire.

Being forced inside the temple the young soldier decides to control the fire first. He tries his best to stop it from spreading, stomping out the flames that he can, despite the pain and heat he begins to feel. He only deals with the rest of the people if they get too close, he hoped that the fire would discourage them but that didn't seem to be the case. So he has to juggle controlling a growing fire with also defending the temple and himself from others.

Safe to say his own pain has been forgotten; the aches of old and new injuries from the battles, the steadily worsening fatigue and hunger, worse of all heat exhaustion. But he fights, and fights, and fights for his God’s dignity and honor. Eventually, after what feels like an eternity, the handful of people either get too tired to fight or think it is too much trouble.

The little soldier allows himself to fall.

Already worn armor, torn or burnt off. Hair, cut and singe. Bandages, the only things saving his face and lungs from the fire, were a dark gray stained and smelling of smoke. Worse off his arms and legs, red and blistered, they /hurt/. He had to get rid of the protective armor layer as they were too damaged to keep, only serving to maybe melt into his skin.

The little one breaths haggardly, pain wracking his whole body as his injuries make themselves known. He keeps mumbling the same words over and over, /“I will never forget you, Your Highness. Never.”/

A silent prayer of reassurance, a personal motto for strength. 

He breaths again, it ends with a pained (and pathetic) sound. He leans on his sword as he looks around the half charred remains of the entrance to the temple. He looks back to the altar snd statue and can’t help the bit of pride, he defended his god’s temple, his god’s statue and altar. His breath staggers, black spots dance in his vision, /everything hurts./

Then a sound of footsteps, he tries to stand ready but his burnt and exhausted limbs are too weak and his body too injured. He hears a gasp and the sound of fast approaching footsteps, his mind begins to fog, hearing begins to grow muffled, eyesight begins to swim.

He feels hands on him, they make everything hurt, he barely has the energy to flinch back. He thinks he makes a pained noise and tries to attack but his mind is too foggy and exhausted and focused on the hurt to be sure. 

The hands pull back but now his least injured side is leaning against something sturdy and warm. Then he hears someone, someone with the most angelic voice imaginable, talking to him.

"I know it hurts. Breathe."

And so he does, he breathes and breathes because his god asked him to live. He cannot fail now, not yet, not in his god’s own temple.

[maoisarap]

WINNER

[REPOST]

FEATURED: chiaki.

GENRE: neutral.

WARNINGS: ...

AU: archery leaning.

The whispers from the crowd were sharp. His heart beats erratically from all the attention. The warmth of the sun was uncomfortable as the bow he held didn't sit straight in his hold.

Mao squinted his eyes in focus as he lifted the bow into the right position and aimed the arrow it clocked in with the target far ahead.

He lets his shoulders relax from the stiff tension his anxiety gives them, positioning his own figure more comfortably and right as two seconds passes, Mao lets the arrow release from its hold.

The arrow went by fast, the crowd held in their own breaths, ready to cheer Mao Isara on...

... But the arrow misses the target by a few inches, digging into the ground off to the side.

His kelly green eyes widened. He was in the finals for this month's championship — a one on one competition against one of the most famous archers across the country.

Never once — in practice or other competitions — had Mao missed a shot. Just like the person he was going up against, Mao was fairly well known around the area, for being the youngest archer there had ever been to be included in any competitions.

The said man he was competing against stands from his tall pedestal off to the side, grinning like the psychopath he was and clapping slowly whilst walking over to Mao. "How sad... I was having fun watching this finale..." The man went on with ranting about anything possible, insulting Mao as much as he could during the talk with hints.

The crowd was intrigued, focusing intently on the man's words while the same man circled Mao as though he was a simple and weak zebra in the drylands ready to be gobbled by a ferocious lion.

"...How pathetic you youngsters are, nothing ever changes."

...

The bow snapped simply in half once hitting the red coloured stone tiled flooring as Mao sat on the bench in the middle of the changing room with hiding his face in his hands, letting the darkness sweep past his eyesight that he forced shut.

Tears of frustration and anger welled up behind his eyelids, though he didn't dare let his eyes open for the tears to fall and only wished for the salty droplets to disappear.

"Isara?"

His head suddenly perks up, kelly green eyes wide at the sudden call. A familiar brunette teammate poked his tall figure past the corner of the room near the door.

"Captain!" He then glances to the bow that he broke a few minutes ago, seeing both halves lying astray in its own self-made pile beside the bench he sat on. He watches as Chiaki walks over, picking one half of the item up, glancing it over with a frown.

A sudden realisation knocks into Mao's thoughts. "I'm sorry... I forgot that was your bow! I just..."

"It's okay!" Chiaki reassures with a genuine wide smile, "it was a spare one anyway. I didn't like this one that much, so you did the job for me in finding an excuse to get rid of it." Chiaki explains as he places half of the bow he held in his hold gently back down with the other piece and walks over to the bench, sitting next to Mao. "That's not what I came back here for anyway. I came to check on you, see how you're doing after the last performance, but by the looks of it... you're not doing well, are you?"

Mao looks towards Chiaki for a short while, thinking a few words over as he leans his arms onto his lap and leaning slightly forward as he faces front-way from where he sat. "I failed our team. I made a promise to you and the others that I would win this competition for team STARPRO, and yet..."

Chiaki frowns, "do you think we're upset with you?"

Mao's facial features twitched, unsure whether to show how right Chiaki was or to hide his feelings and pretend he didn't think that thought over on his own since leaving the competition's grounds twenty minutes ago.

Chiaki carries on, "we're far from upset - in fact... we're proud of you, Isara!" A small noise leaves between the gaps of Mao's lips as the brunette teammate swung an arm around him shoulders and reeling him in closer to Chiaki's side, his head almost leaning on the brunette's shoulder. "You got us into the semifinals, man! That's a first for STARPRO in many years!"

"I guess so, but..."

"I don't want to hear it!" Chiaki then swiftly stands from the bench, his attention still focused on the younger. Chiaki reaches one hand out to the beaujolais-haired smaller, his smile positioning into a champion's grin, "come on, let's go celebrate with the others! I'm sure our winner is hungry after today."

"Fine," Mao takes a hold of Chiaki's hand after a second of hesitancy, being helped up into a standing position with a thin and yet soft smile painting its way onto his face slowly but surely. Chiaki felt the sensation of pride swirling in his heart at seeing Mao smile once more.

"Do you have any idea on where you'd like to eat?"

"There is one place I would like to try out.” Mao replies after thinking the question over.

“Yeah? Then spill! We'll go literally anywhere you desire!” Chiaki pressures.

“Mm. I was thinking…”

[poeisatransfemmelesbian]

I’m writing a fic where I have a chapter in Kunikidarling’s pov, and I was wondering if you have any tips on that

Hmmm I guess it depends on what he's doing. I haven't written him much, but when I have it's been him dealing with the consequences of being around Dazai and absolutely despairing.

I apologise in advance because this turned into a mini Kunikida character analysis (?)

I need to read the Dazai's Entrance exam light novel at some point, but from what I've read from Untold Origins he sees flashing lights/passes out from stress (mainly dazai induced, but lets be honest he's probably under constant stress)

From that, I think it's safe to say that Kunikida shows how he feels outwardly/experiences physical 'symptoms' of things (eg the passing out) a lot. Like, when he got that phone call from Dazai in the OVA to say the person who made his notebook was visiting, he started excitedly pacing around (and absolutely stimming), so he absolutely reacts physically to positive things too

I've just started thinking about if Kunikida had cataplexy, and how interesting it would be to make that a part of his life. I know this isn't what you're asking about exactly but shhh:

"Cataplexy is the term given to sudden muscular weakness triggered by strong emotions such as laughter, anger and surprise. The loss of muscle tone that occurs may range from a just-perceptible weakening of the facial muscles through weakness at the knees, to total collapse on the floor. Speech may be slurred, and eyesight impaired (double vision, inability to focus) but hearing and awareness remain undisturbed." (From the Narcolepsy UK website)

Oh! The whole Dazai torture rant! He'd absolutely have an unhinged inner monologue. If I were to write something from his POV I'd make him think of creative ways to get rid of people (like how Fukuzawa wanted to throw child Ranpo into the ocean). In his rant he mimed choking Dazai, so it'd be entirely possible for him to accidentally catch himself throttling the air when he's stressed

Tbh it seems like while he wants to make sure his environment is controlled, he isn't that good at keeping his emotions dialed down (and he shouldn't need to. Let Kunikida be expressive). Spiltash called him autism coded I think, and I 100% agree.

And ooooo how he speaks! People acted surprised when he told Atsushi to grow some wereballs, but that wasn't the first or only time he's said something harsh like that (let Kunikida say fuck 😔). Whether or not it's intentional, he's quite blunt with his words and is NOT afraid to say something potentially 'rude'. This reminds me of him a lot:

Like yeah he's absolutely professional and I think he speaks quite formally, but he would absolutely tell someone to shove a pencil up their ass

Ahhhhh I don't know what else to add. A strong sense of morals with set expectations, blunt communication, really good with kids, physically expressive so easier to describe actions-wise.

In conclusion, good luck and just put your entire kunikidussy into it!

[mun-of-orchid-and-friends]

In deciding to try and draw the warden I inadvertently created new characters 😅 they still don't have names but let me introduce you to my Warden, blind illager, and half blind villager...

Under the cut to save room

I wanted to put my own spin on the Warden because I've noticed a few artists who do very well renditions of them... In the end I went with a default dragon style, sort of, for the warden... If you had seen my older artwork (I mean MUCH OLDER) then you would notice that I have a particular style when it comes to drawing animals 😑

Not too good but not too terrible either more of meh...

But I didn't want him to be left alone, so I thought it'd be neat for him to take in a blind illager as a pet... Where as she thinks he is the pet (language barrier 🚧)...

Then as usual, I had to add a half blind villager into the mix... Again, the warden adopts him too as a pet where the Villager thinks the opposite. The Villager thinks he basically is caring for two blind beings...

They still technically don't have names but they do have a bit of backstory;

The warden shares his territory with his older brother, who is the dominant one. Eventually, when he adopts the blind illager his brother forces him to make a choice; get rid of his new pet or leave the territory... It's obvious he chooses the ladder to keep his pet. Eventually the warden and his new pet come across another similar to her kind except somewhat different. He starts to think that maybe he can adopt both of them as his pets and then he could show others that hurry up that would be so bad... Maybe eventually he can come across one that can speak the language of his pets and maybe he can learn from them how to communicate... Maybe one day~

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The blind illager was not always blind. She did have poor vision when she was able to see, but in a duel with another Evoker... He blinded her purposely for his plans. After being blinded she understood what his plan was and ran through the cave system close by the mansion, blind and scared, to get away from it all. She ended up coming across the warden's territory and the warden himself took it like him to her... She then wondered if she could tame it and make it a loyal Ally, or in the very least a loyal pet. From the warden she learned that her blindness was not really a weakness but something that she could easily overcome. When she comes across a stubborn villager she realizes that he still has his vision, if only half of it. However she doesn't fully know he's a villager (until he tells her) as not being able to see and they're kind being too similar other than a few features, she thinks of him as another Ally, although a stubborn one, an additional Ally nonetheless... She starts to fall for him until he finally admits that he is a villager, and now she is torn from what she was raised to pillage from them to getting to know one. She keeps the feelings to herself until she can sort it out...

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The Villager lost part of his eyesight in his early years of mining after running into some skeletons. In his current age he is the foreman of the mining team but due to a freak accident ends up losing his team and getting lost. Believing that the survivors have pretty much claimed him dead, he decided that if he ever made it out he would let them know that he was alive and well. During his job he takes safety very seriously, trying to teach the younger generation of new minors to always be on the lookout. Eventually he came across the blind illager and the warden... believing that they need his assistance to get out. In reality it was the other way around, he needed them....

[crydentialzz]

helllo once again!!! :3 this is part 2 of my take on the twiddlefinger virus which touches on the final stage and aftercare of the patient go read part 1 HERE (absolutely nothing in this post will make sense without reading the first part) - once again, not really sure on the specifics of what warnings to use but watch out 4 mentions of blood, vomit and wounds. - oh also if u like this consider taking a peek at my fan species i made for the nuggets of the max design pro universe here

Stage 3

The third stage is where mental deterioration has escalated dramatically. Thoughts are barely about anything but their partner, and the patient will find it near impossible to think of anything else. Obsession has turned to a need / craving for their partner at this point as the patient will believe there's absolutely nothing they can do without their “other half”. Delusion has fully set in as the infected will wholeheartedly believe that the only course of action is to become one with their partner (this commonly takes the form of cannibalism, but can extend to other things such as stitching one another together, trapping the partner, ect.). Their eyesight may be fully or partially obscured taking on either a cataract-like state or being covered by infection growth, causing enhanced hearing abilities (The loss of eyesight is most common, but depending on where the infection's core grows this loss can take many forms, from loss of eyesight, hearing or mobility). The patient may begin to hear their partner's voice / hallucinate a fuzzy silhouette of their partner the longer they are away from them, and this is when the “hunting” stage begins. The hunting stage is fairly simple: the infected will try to find their partner, using any means necessary to get to them (including self injury) as the patient will worry themselves sick (literally, as they will refuse to focus on anything but their lover, including self preservation) till they find them. Once found, the patient will attempt to lure their partner and lead them to a secluded place, as although they may not be aware of much, they are aware that their physical appearance has changed and could scare them away. If there is resistance the infected will give chase until they catch their lover. This is where the attack would happen and the partner would be consumed and due to grief and “snapping back to reality” in a sense, the host dies as well whether self inflicted or through the illness itself draining its host. Though, there is another way to get rid of the infection.

With Hanahaki disease one would need to express their feelings to show that they are requited or the growth can be removed with surgery along with the feelings. With Inquies cupidinem the infection can remove itself in a way, but not with surgery as it will regrow and hide in harder to reach places. If the infected’s partner give themselves up without chase or with little struggle, the infection itself may deem their partner to be a more suitable, stronger host and will instead split itself in half and infect the other, leaving both weak and slowly dying, but together and a little more mentally aware of their situation which can give outsiders more time to help stop the cycle quicker as the infection is much weaker when not whole. The second way is much simpler. The infection is sending constant dopamine to the brain which urges on the infected, but if the partner can get them to see what they are doing is destructive the dopamine cycle can be disrupted as it reconnects the patient to their negative emotions instead of the (very literal) chemical love-bombing. This can be done in many different ways, whether it be bringing up the situation, talking the patient down from aggression, or simply showing that their actions are doing physical harm to the partner.

Aftercare (if the patient survives) is the most difficult part. The infection, if made to the last stage or not, can be extremely difficult to heal from as once the cycle is disrupted, the infection will eject itself from the body (effectively killing it) via vomiting or bleeding out of an open wound, leaving the host alive but barely in temporary paralysis. If the patient is tended to immediately, the first thing to come back will be their drained blood supply, as the body will acknowledge there is no longer a virus to fight and will begin normal processes as the patient spends most of their time resting in a short lived coma-like state to heal internally. With proper nutrients and resting time given, the next to come back will be the patient’s fur, weight and sight. The muscle and skin may be discolored permanently, but the fur can mostly cover this if it grows back fully. The cataract-like symptoms will slowly dissipate as the patient finally re-opens their eyes and begins to blink (while their eyes heal, the room may be full of dim artificial light as the eyes remain light-sensitive for a time). Vision may be a little blurrier than before but most patients are not left entirely blind and if anything may need contacts or glasses, in extreme but highly unlikely cases cataract surgery is required. From this point on there will be efforts for physical therapy as the patient may have lost or forgotten some motor skills. Not every patient will heal in the same timeframe, but the general time overall would range from 3-and-a-half weeks to a month or two for physical healing. After the patient has regained their senses it's often recommended for them to interact with family and friends to regain their memory as healing physically is oftentimes the easiest part. Partners would have to wait longer to see the patient just to make sure the mental obsession has quelled enough for it to be safe to interact, as at this point it is more likely for the patient to end up accidentally hurting themselves if the drive is still there. Due to the memory loss and cloudy memory, things such as names, faces and details of those held close may be fuzzy or missing parts, so patient visiting is highly encouraged. Mental healing often takes longer, but by the time the physical is healed, the patient will be sent home to continue their interactions with others and the healing process.

[hmshermitcraft]

If they want to play dirty, Katherine well play dirty to. She'll get tricky she'll get cleaver. She's younger then all of them- shes...younger the all of them.....huh....

She'll use their hatred of weakness and so onegas aganst them, the younger ones 30-40yrs are more in the fence but listen to their elders that are 70-92yrs so.....she passes a law that makes it so you can't be in the court if your older then 70yrs

Of course, theres backlash, but well, she knows how to appeal to them after all "after you reach 70 your scent starts to qeaken as well as you alpha strength, speed, hearing, eyesight, etc. You don't want an alpha or neta as weka as an omega in your court now do you?"

It makes her sick to say.....but it works, and she's lost 70% of her court due to the law passing, bad to most but well. It's all part of her plan. Their understaffed now thye have so much paperwork to get through...so it's inevitable they'll start skimming and passing laws and signing paperwork without fully reading it

So as long as she words the laws correctly, with just the right amount if fancy words the laws well get passed without a 2nd thought. Meaning she passes all the pro-omega laws she can and tries to get rid of a much power the alphas and betas have as she can. Aire some are caught by the older betas but almost all pass! Their WINNING

Of course, Katherine doesn't stay in the castle. It's not safe, something that's proven when the tower her rooms in blows up and older alphas and betas are suprised to see her still alive. Like they planned it....she uses a secret tunnel to get to the edge of the other empires so they can't follow her and attack her friends or her beloved

And it's working! Their winning- Their alive, she's finally helping people hats proven when he notices the rise in sweet sugary scents, omegas starting to dump their (once forced due to their acents 'distracting and tempting alphas) suppressants in the trash. And eveyrone, who's aid birthrate would go down? Their TRIPLE then umbrella they were the last few years because omegas aren't constantly distressed by the forced medicine and crime rates against them

-🐺

part one

She knows she needs to reform the attitudes as well, but it's far easier now she can talk on an equal level with her court. It's not easy, no, but Sausage has been wonderful getting her resources to support her talking points. She can point to statistics and studies and show the benefits these laws will have to their kingdom overall.

Eventually, she wants to restructure the court completely. Proportional representation of each group, with members elected by those in that group. Regular elections as well, so nobody is stuck with a person that it turns out doesn't hold their best interests at heart. It's a system that will benefit all of her people - not just the nobility with money to throw around.

She keeps her current living location a secret, not wanting to put Shelby in danger either. And though Shelby is by no means what Katherine considered a 'typical' omega (whatever that even means, she's now realised) there's still something calming about knowing, at the end of the day, she can come back to her. They'll both lie around, and Katherine doesn't need to be a queen. She can just be plain, ordinary Katherine.

The way Shelby smiles at her, she thinks she likes that best.

[the-rhyme-witch]

Greg only knew a few words in Dragonish but it had served him well.

Not every human servant was born to the life but he'd been born to dragon service, from the moment he opened his eyes. His mother had been a dragonservant and had taught him from the cradle. How a human should behave in a cave. The ambiguous border between "lair" and "hoarde" and that he should move freely in the former but never the latter. Situations where his dragon master might allow rules to be broken and situations where deviation from the rules would bring punishment. What was food for humans and what was food for dragons and how to tell from dragon body language which was which when the two looked and smelled the same.

Greg considered himself lucky. No, it was beyond that. He was proud. Proud to serve dragons.

He'd moved from the dragon his mother served to a new home and the transfer had been sudden and a little frightening -dragons did not explain- but he'd served his current master for years now.

That was the problem.

Greg was approaching his seventies now. He'd friends in other caves and even had fathered children but no other humans had served his dragon master. He had his own little bed in the cave. He had possessions implied to be "his". He even had Carlo, his little dog, an extravagance allowed to him for reasons he did not quite understand.

Greg was worried. His eyesight was not the same anymore and things were simultaneously too near and too far to be clear. His ears were hairy these days and he swore that those tufts that grew no matter how he plucked them were affecting his hearing. And his joints, oh, his joints! He was no longer agile.

He remained a willing servant -devoted, even- but he had to admit his usefulness was waning. Each day, he worried. Would his dragon master get rid of him tomorrow? Incinerate him in a puff of flame, too tired and slow and creaky to be of use?

Sat on his bed, Greg patted Carlo. Carlo was an old dog now but Greg loved him still, despite his increasing halitosis and weak bladder. They made a pair.

Carlo licked his master while Greg worried on.

The human servant knew he should've been incinerated by his dragon master. He had outlived his usefulness, after all... it's a mystery as to why the dragon hasn't killed him already.

[team-oliv]

Part 1: The First Mission

Lapis trudged through the snow, cursing his luck as a snowstorm started to build. The icy winds were biting despite his aura, probably the only thing keeping him going. He had his jaw set and his teeth clenched, allowing the frustration and bitterness at what passed for his newfound team boil. It would be the easiest way to find this Grimm and get rid of it. He didn’t need anyone who wasn’t going to take this seriously and he planned to prove it. In the snowy wind ahead of him, he saw a lumbering ape-like figure stomping closer. As its form became clearer, Lapis could see the heavy bony armor and glowing red eyes sunken into its face.

He found it. With a loud roar, it charged.

Lapis dug his heel into the snow. The other three may have been from the kingdom but he knew this land, and more importantly he understood how to stand on it. He raised his left arm up ahead of him, the cloth wrapping that ran along it fluttered in the wind wildly from its tie at his elbow. In his other hand, he held his rifle in a tight grip. The weapon’s mismatched steel parts clanked and jerked as they started to shift. The barrel of the rifle compacted and the blades tucked under it sprang out in each direction, forming a crude double-edged sword. He gripped the center handle and waited.

The Grimm brought up both its fists and slammed them down. They landed with a crash just a foot from where Lapis stood. In front of him was a shimmering blue barrier. It was entirely a defensive semblance and a simple one, but reliable. Keeping his ground, Lapis forced his arm upward, bringing the barrier with it to shove the beast’s arms away as he spun for a strike with his weapon. He brought his shield arm up whenever the creature struck, letting the barrier take the blows before waiting for his opportunity.

Another set of blocks and counter strikes came and went, but the armor of the Grimm was too thick for him to do much besides scratch it. “Dammit, this guy’s tough.” He couldn’t worry about that now. There was too much riding on him getting through this. He looked at the cobbled together weapon and gripped it tight. “Is that all you got!?” He shouted, hoping to goad the creature; it had to tire out eventually.

Lapis was met with a loud roar as the monster beat its chest.

“That idiot!” Violet shouts as she rushed through the storm with her other two team members. “He couldn’t have waited just another few minutes? Does he even know what we’re fighting?”

Violet pulled her scroll out in front of her showing a profile of their target. “We have to deal with a Yeti Grimm. It’s got a lot of armor, strength, and a lot faster than it looks. If we want to get the upper hand, we have to focus on its weaknesses.” She pockets the scroll and continues, “It’s top heavy and it’s got poor eyesight. We need a way to trip it up or blind it.”

Onyx slowed his pace before stopping, walking more slowly. “Well then, I think now is the time to formulate a plan.”

The other two stop and Violet looks at Onyx with a sharp glare. “Hey, we have to keep going! What if Lapis gets hurt?”

“Then he’ll understand all the more why he shouldn’t insist on doing things on his own. Our victory needs to also be his example if we’re going to make any progress with him.”

“Making sure he’s alive is more important!” Violet snaps back.

“I am fully aware, but I will not be making his mistake. Continue to rush along if you wish, but I will press on ahead on my own to make things easier. Rest assured, you will have your distraction.” Onyx holds out his arms and the metal bracers begin to unfold into gilded claws that wrapped around his hands. Circular reels spun intricately at their sides. Then he quite literally vanished, his smug smile the only thing that hung in the air for a few moments.

Ivory turns to Violet. “I can get us there faster.” She extends her hand out. “Hang on tight.” When Violet reached out for Ivory’s hand, the taller girl reached forward and gripped her arm tight. Her ax was leveled horizontally and she gripped it with both hands. “I said hang on tight!” She corrects, forcing Violet to clutch onto her jacket. When the rifle fired with a loud blast, the recoil sent them forward at astonishing speed.

Violet held onto her teammate as tightly as she could. “Isn’t this a bit overkill?” She shouts.

“Never heard of it.” Ivory responds with a smirk. When they landed, Ivory almost landed in the snow, but slipped and the two girls went crashing into the banks. Upon rising and brushing themselves off, they could see Lapis holding off the Grimm in the distance, the snow slightly obscuring them. Ivory knelt down and steadied her rifle as the ax blade snapped shut so she could rest it against her shoulder. “Close in! I’ve got this part.”

Lapis felt another blow slam into his barrier, causing him to slide back slightly. He was losing ground and the monster showed no sign of tiring out. Another massive fist readied itself to strike, but a spray of bullets to the face caused it to reel back and turn toward its source. He turned to see that his team had finally caught up with him. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to scream ‘about time’ or ‘stay out of it’ and settled on neither.

Violet had both of her pistols out in front of her, weaving acrobatically around the Grimm’s lumbering swings. She twirled and one of her guns folded outward to create a handle. The spike at the end of its grip shot outward, connected by a flexible cable to form a whip. She snapped it at he creature, wrapping an arm up as she aimed her other gun. This time a bright ball of light formed in front of the barrel. “Everyone close your eyes!” It exploded with a flash and a distinctive cracking sound, sending the monster backward. Violet snapped her eyes shut the moment the light flared out and she could see her two visible teammates shielding their eyes as well, but were clearly less prepared. She took this opportunity to spring herself off of the monster’s tangled arm and deliver a swift kick to its jaw to keep it off balance. “Whenever either of you want to try and get some damage in, do it!” She shouts.

The Grimm flails his caught arm, almost sending Violet with it had she not let go of her whip. The handle flailed uselessly from its wrist. It tried to leap at her to go for another strike only to be slammed downward by seemingly tripping on something that yanked it backward. Its legs glimmered with faint lines that ran toward a newly visible figure.

“Thank you for keeping the creature busy, but I’ll handle it from here.” Onyx reeled himself closer, his claws gleaming as he closed in for a series of quick swipes at the creature’s less armored spots. As the Grimm flailed to get back up, it was clearly still only annoyed at the constant attacks than actually hurt. Onyx dodged out of the way of the attacks just as quickly as he was repositioning and getting small slashes in. However, the attacks didn’t seem to be doing anything but alerting the Grimm to where he was just a few moments before he would dart away again.

“What the hell does he think he’s doing besides pissing it off?” Lapis shouts. “You’re just getting in the way!” A loud bang disrupted the chaotic rampage as the Grimm staggered back with a massive break in its now shattered armor. Another shot busted off a second piece, then a third and a fourth. The fifth brought a white and grey blur into view interrupted by a streak of red hair as Ivory shot herself closer and threw a massive swing at the creature, finally making a sizable slash through the creature’s chest.

“Distracting it for me.” Ivory stood in front of the Grimm with a steady pose and intense focus. She spun and moved her ax expertly to parry and deflect the creature’s large swings. When her ax went in a wide arc, the Grimm moved to swing with its other arm toward her exposed other side.

“Look out!” Violet was about to draw her remaining pistol before the creature’s blow was blocked by Ivory’s outstretched hand where a yellow bullseye had appeared in front of her. It shattered on impact, but the attack was stopped in its tracks. The Grimm tried another overhead swing and she spun out of the way, holding out her hand again and a red target hung in the air. She brought her weapon back up in an upward arc cutting through the target and shattering it as well. Her weapon had a red streak of enhanced power to it as she bit into The Grimm’s shoulder, nearly taking the creature’s arm off. She yanked the trigger on her rifle and the recoil forced the ax all the way through, tearing through as its arm dissolved.

Violet picked up her whip as it landed in the snow. “We can take this thing out!“ She shouted, “I have an idea, Lapis, Ivory, can you get between it? That much force and that barrier between it should let us cut through! Onyx and I will keep it down.”

“Not a bad plan. Very well, Everyone take positions!” Onyx flung himself backward and threw out a set of wires at the Grimm’s legs again in a wide arc to capture one half of it. Violet followed suit with the other half.

“Shield up! Give me a boost!” Ivory calls to Lapis, leaping toward him. She landed on his shield in a clumsy manner, but managed to hang on just enough to fire her rifle behind him and launch herself into the air. “I’m coming back down! Make it count!”

“Fine…” Lapis says, bringing his shield up in front of him. The yanks from Onyx and Violet sent the monster colliding with Lapis’s shield. He pushed forward to make sure it would stay put. He brought his weapon up to stab into the monster’s remaining arm as it tried to flail about. “Where do you think you’re going?”

With the sound of another loud bang, Ivory slammed into the creature from above forcing its head between her ax and Lapis’s shield. The force of the two was enough to sever the Grimm’s head, letting it dissolve in front of them. Ivory then fell the remaining distance, bouncing harmlessly, if embarrassingly, off of Lapis’s shield and to the ground.

“I was kind of hoping you were going to catch me afterward or something.” She complained, getting up and brushing herself off.

Violet lets out a playful gasp. “Oh that would have been so romantic.~ You missed a chance you know.”

“No.” Lapis responds flatly. “You should have just landed on your feet. Are we done now?”

“We are. We will have to continue this later, though. I think that we will have to celebrate our first official victory as a team once we give our report to Major Ymir.”

[how2fit]

Building muscle is beneficial to your health, but you don't have to be a gym-goer. Do these exercises to build muscle without equipment.Want to get rid of body fat while increasing lean muscle mass and supporting bone health? Strength training is what you need. Many people associate it with lifting weights or using different gym equipment to gain muscle. But not everyone is a fan of gym! Working out in the comfort of their home seems to be more convenient. You may wonder if you can still build muscle at home without using any gym equipment. The answer is yes, you can. Apart from having high protein foods, you also need to pick the right exercises to build muscle without equipment.How does exercising build muscle?As we grow older, we not only become frail, have weak eyesight, but also lose muscle mass. The loss of muscle mass starts from middle-age (around 1 percent per year), as per a 2018 study published in Ageing Research Reviews. Increased muscle mass is important, as it improves overall strength and functionality, making everyday tasks like carrying groceries from shop to your car or lifting heavy objects, easier and safer.Strength training can help you build muscle.. Image courtesy: Adobe StockExercising can help to build muscles through a combination of mechanical stress and biochemical processes. “When one engages in strength training, their muscles undergo mechanical stress which forces them to overcome the resistance and cause minute tears in the muscle fibres,” explains physiotherapist and fitness expert Dr Aijaz Ashai.Specialised cells are activated to repair the tears by fusing the muscle fibres together, increasing the thickness and strength of the muscle. This process is known as ‘hypertrophy’. Strength training is a great way to build muscle without equipment. Strength training and its associated hypertrophy adaptations can offer health benefits such as body fat reduction, increase in metabolic rate, glucose tolerance and insulin sensitivity, and a reduction in the risk of suffering from type 2 diabetes, as per research published in the Frontiers in Sports and Active Living journal in 2022.You may also likeExercises to build muscle without equipmentHere are effective bodyweight exercises for beginners for building muscle without equipment:1. Push-ups To do push-ups, start in a plank position with your hands a little bit wider than your shoulder-width apart. Lower your body until it touches the floor then push back up.“Do it 10 to 15 times and gradually increase the reps according to your strength and capacity. This targets your pectorals, deltoids, triceps and core,” says the expert.2. Squats To perform squats, stand with your feet shoulder-width apart with your toes slightly turned out. Lower your hips down as if sitting in an invisible chair while keeping your chest up and knees well aligned with your toes. Push through your heels to go back to the first position.Repeat 15 to 20 times so that your glutes, quadriceps, hamstrings and core get engaged effectively.3. Lunges Start with your feet together. Step your right or left foot forward, and lower your hips until your knees get bent at approximately 90 degrees. Push back to the first step and repeat on the other leg.“Repeat 10 to 15 times per set. Lunges are good for your quadriceps, hamstrings, glutes and calves,” says the expert.4. Plank Start in a forearm plank position with your elbows right under your shoulders and your entire body in a straight line. Hold the position, keeping your core tight for 30 to 60 seconds.Planks can tone your abs while engaging your obliques, shoulders and back.5. Mountain climbersStart in a plank position with your arms straight and hands under your shoulders. Alternate bringing each knee towards your chest at a fast pace and repeat 20 to 30 times per leg.“This targets your core, shoulder, chest and quads,” says Dr Ashai.6. Burpees Start by standing then squat down and place your hands on the ground. Jump your feet back into a plank pose then do a push-up.

Jump your feet back to your hands. Stand up and jump, reaching your arms overhead and repeat 10 to 15 times.Burpees target almost the entire body.7. Glute bridges Lie down on your back with your knees bent and feet flat on the floor to do glute bridges. Lift your hips up while squeezing your glutes. Lower back down slowly, repeat 15 to 20 times, targeting your glutes, hamstrings and lower back.8. Tricep dips Lower your body as if you are sitting on the edge of a chair with your hands next to your hips. Bend your elbows until your arms are at about 90 degrees. Push back up to the starting position, and repeat 10 to 15 times.This exercise is good for the triceps, shoulders and chest.9. Bicycle crunches Lie on your back with your hands placed behind your head and your legs lifted, with knees bent. Bring one of your elbows towards the opposite knee while extending the other leg. Alternate sides in a pedaling motion 10 to 15 times for strong abs, obliques and hip flexors.Leg raise is a good exercise to strengthen hips. Image courtesy: Freepik10. Leg raises Lie on your back with your legs straight and hands under your hips for support. Lift your legs towards as high as you can while keeping them straight. Slowly lower down your legs, but don’t touch the ground.Repeat 15 to 20 times for stronger lower abs and hip flexors.Tips for effectivenessTo get the most out of these strength training exercises, do the following – Form: Maintain proper form to maximise effectiveness and reduce the risk of injury. Rest: Allow 30 to 60 seconds of rest between sets, as overworking your body can cause more damage than improvement. Progression: Gradually increase the number of reps or sets as you feel stronger. These exercises can be combined into a circuit workout or performed individually to target different muscle groups throughout the week.There are strength training exercises to build muscle without equipment, but always warm up before starting your workout to prepare your muscles and joints. Staying hydrated and eating a diet rich in protein can support muscle growth and recovery.

[drniteen]

Can Lasik Surgery Be Done Twice?

Introduction

Vision-related problems are most common nowadays. Wearing spectacles is sometimes difficult for the person. So to remove the spectacles and improve the vision and other eye problems, modern technology has come up with LASIK surgery. LASIK surgery is painless treatment and very effective to correct eye glasses numbers. It uses laser to treat corneal surface and curvature irregularities. The advantage of these modern techniques over ancient techniques is they do not cause any damage to the eyes and the surrounding tissue. The recovery rate is better in this treatment than in others. People who opt for LASIK surgery get normal eyesight without spectacles. Rarely do a few patients who undergo LASIK surgery need a touch up treatment the second time.

Lasik Surgery Touch Up Or Enhancement

LASIK surgery is the most common and most preferred for treating vision-related problems. This technique uses a laser procedure to correct vision-related problems and corneal irregularities. This technique is the alternative treatment for contact lenses and spectacles. More than 90% of the patients treated with this technique have successfully recovered from vision problems. Only 1 to 5% of the patients need to undergo the LASIK surgery enhancement. LASIK surgery enhancement means undergoing a touch up laser by relifting the corneal flap and applying some more laser to correct the residual power of the glass. It is not a failure of LASIK eye surgery but a difference in response of the laser to corneal healing. The results of LASIK surgery enhancement are very good and predictable compared to other surgical procedures when done twice.

Timing Between The Lasik Treatment And Enhancement

The most important thing for successfully enhancing LASIK or depends on the time between the first treatment and the second touch up treatment. The enhancement of LASIK surgery can only be done when the residual power of the eye is stabilized after the first LASIK surgery. Therefore, it is recommended to wait for 2-3 months before enhancement treatment .Sometimes blurred vision may occur after the first surgery, which may go within a few weak, so the first surgery can’t be assumed to not having given the desired result. If the vision is not back within a couple of months, the patient can undergo Touch up LASIK or enhancement.

Repetition Of Pre Lasik

The pre-LASIK evaluation needs to be done once again to confirm that touch up treatment is possible or not. Sometimes the corneal thickness may be inadequate in which case an enhancement is not possible. During pre-LASIK check, it is important to know whether the cornea is of specific thickness or too thin to undergo surgery. If the cornea of the patient is too thin, then the patient is unable to undergo second LASIK surgery.

Type Of Procedure Required For Repeating Lasik Surgery

The procedure for repeating LASIK surgery depends on the thickness of the residual bed below the flap and the type of procedure used in the first surgery.

Excimer laser ablation: If the thickness of the corneal bed is sufficient, then the excimer laser is used for ablation to correct the eyesight number. If sufficient thickness is not present, then other methods are adopted.

Surface ablation: In this procedure, the flap is not raised; instead, the laser is performed on the eye’s corneal surface. This procedure helps to correct the power even in cases where the corneal thickness is less and where touch up cannot be done on the strongly bed under the corneal flap .The patient is advised to put antibiotic medication so the infection does not occur in the eye. LASIK surgery can be done more than twice, but it is not needed further because, in the first surgery, more than 95% of the patient’s vision is corrected. Therefore, only a few people need to undergo second LASIK surgery.

Conclusion

LASIK eye surgery is only the best way of removing spectacles. More than 98% of the people who have their lasik done get rid of their spectacles. LASIK surgery is not a short-term but a long-term treatment for vision-related. If residual power has remained, the patient can undergo second LASIK surgery without causing any damaging effect on the eyes. The Touch up laser surgery procedure is safe even when done the second time.

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[threegoldfish]

When the door at the other end of the room opens all of a sudden, the movement does manage to get through to Steven, despite the fog surrounding him; It might even be the reason why said fog begings to clear up a bit at the edges - that and the controlled breathing, maybe, who knows? Whatever did doesn't really matter, though...

Because doctor Harrow is here, Steven can spot him there, hears his voice - and he lets out another, soft sob as the phone he's been clutching onto like his life depended on it is lowered, watery eyes focused on the man as he approaches Steven, greeting him in such a friendly way despite it being so damn early---

"Y-yeah... ---n-no---..." Hesitant, correcting himself - because Steven is not alright, not at all - he takes another, shaky inhale of air through his parted lips, unable to hold back a hiccup as it happens; New tears immediately begin to form then, prompting him to move the hand still holding the phone up to his face so that he can wipe his cheek with his sleeve, trying to get rid of some of the moisture. It doesn't help much, not at all - not with how messy everything already is, face red and eyes puffy, nose leaking because he cannot really sniffle, lips dry from all the heavy breathing, hair a literal birds nest on top of his head...

"---A-am I going t-to be sed-sedated?"

Still afraid of it, of being forced to do something against his will - to be turned into a puppet of sorts, defenseless and weak - it's the first thing that Steven asks, of all the things he could've said; His dark brown eyes briefly flick over to where that nurse is still doing her thing, his eyesight blurry but aware enough by now to spot her silhouette, before his gaze is back on the doctor then.

God, please, he does not want to be sedated! Does not want to be restrained, to be put on some kind of drug---

"...I-I know I must've... sl-sleep walked, m-maybe, but... b-but I promise I can w-work with it, I-I don't need to be se-sedated... I promise I can---"

There was something reassuring in Steven thinking well enough to apologize to Arthur, meaning that he was hopefully coming back to himself enough to understand what was going on. His voice was quiet, watery, filled with the kind of shame that didn’t belong to him. Arthur wished he could take it away, he truly did - but he understood that things weren’t always like that. He understood that there was more at play than just what Arthur could do. 

“You didn’t wake me,” Arthur promised, a lie but one that he didn’t mind giving. He stepped into the building, pushing his ID against one-too-many locks in order to get through. He walked through the hallways, sterile and too bright and quiet, just trying to get to where Steven was curled up. 

His limp was sharper than usual, still no painkillers, his body protesting every stride. A lock of hair clung damply to his temple, not combed back and neat as it normally was; all things that bothered him, but things he would fix later. He was early to work, all things considered; he’d have time to get himself together, to clean up. 

It was concerning, hearing Steven seemingly talking to no one for a moment - another spell of confusion, if Arthur had to guess. A foggy moment, something that worried him. 

“I’m happy you called me,” he continued, walking off toward the room. “It takes a lot, to reach out for help - and I’ll never be mad at you for it. It’s never wrong to, that’s what I’m here for.” 

He continued to walk, scanning his badge and appearing in the door of the infirmary. He didn’t look toward the nurse’s desk, instead just looking to Steven; he hated seeing the man like this. 

“Hey,” he greeted, gently, making his way toward the bed. “Are you alright?” 

[veny-many]

It's hard to fight when you have sensitive weaknesses your enemies easily reach.

I'm thinking that Plo probably had many blinded and confused moments in middle of battlefields by losing his mask and goggles in many reasons.

When Wolffe lost his eye, he often confused in battle with his reduced eyesight. He tries to move fast to get enemies or treats location in his one eye, which is too hard in fast moving situations. His brothers helps him by covering his blind side, but that doesn't covers all of his sudden panicking when he can't witness his objective.

He feels angry at himself when he misses his targets. When he is not enough to move fast to locate his objective. And most importantly When he can't focus and get over with his sudden panicking no matter how he tries to move his eye. He has to see all of battlefield's situations so he can lead his troopers. So he can protect his brothers.

Kaminoans didn't appreciate this Wolffe's defects and wanted to get rid of him from battle. But Wolffe didn't want to leave his brothers. But he also understands that he might be danger to his man. And for his safety it is best choice for him to remain in ship and do commanding things.

When things get harder, Wolffe and Plo talked about this problem. Plo suggested that Wolffe can't just force himself to witness all of his surroundings with his one eye. And he sometimes needs to focus on his other senses, like hearing, wind, temperature, and touches. That it might help you if you close your eyes, and believe your body, your brother's helps.

After listening his General's suggestions, when Wolffe started to panic again in battle, he closed his eyes, and focused on his other senses. It actually helped him. He could listen to his brother's shouts, the enemy's marching. He could regain his attention and calm fast than before. He could lead his brothers safely once again.

After successful mission, Wolffe thanks to Plo. And he says that he is impressed by Jedi's methods of regained calm in reduced senses. Plo says that is not all Jedis taught, but with his weakness that highly leads him to have blind sight and hurtful breath, he needed to make his way to regain calm and focus on situation despite his pain and panic to survive.

And Wolffe became more protective for his General bc why not. And always carries spare masks in his own pockets, despite Plo insisted that he carries his own. Because he is Wolfpack, and Wolf protects his pack.