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numberonepartyboy · 1 month
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ref i forgot to post
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also look at him.
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veinblooded · 2 years
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Cael’s FFXIV verse (draft):
he is a pureblood xaela aura, whose family is respected and quite influential amongst the xaela auri community, and a part of the orl tribe. he was born in the beginning of the sixth astral era when the orl tribe was in the early stage of development, so most of his childhood was spent on martial art training to protect his tribe against its hostile counterparts. unlike his father who was skilled in diplomacy and trading, he took great interest in the art of the lance from the very first moment he laid eyes on it, therefore, devoted practically most of his time to mastering this weaponry. this resulted in rather poorly delevoped social and communication skills; some might even mistake him for a qestir.
the orl tribe, under cael’s father’s leadership, adopted a rather open mindset towards accepting visitors/travellers from beyond the border of azim stepp as well as doing foreign trades and commerce. much like the mol, the orl too was not interested in taking part of the annual nadaam, they instead focused mainly on expanding their business either by travelling to other continents or doing trades with merchants from all walks of life at the stepp. cael’s father was not exempt from this duty even as the head of the tribe. 
on one of his travels to coerthas, around 500, unaware of the war that broke out between dragons and men after king thordan committed atrocity, cael’s family was caught in the midst of the chaos. mistaken as kins of the dragons, the ishgardians drew blade against his family, killing both his father and mother despite their pleading cry. enraged by their unjust death, cael turned to massacring the ishgardian troops (a literal depiction of one man vs. an army 👀), which eventually reached the ears of a knight of the knights twelve. he later was bested in combat by the knight (thought neither came out of the battle unscathed) and was then captured as prisoner. 
against the relentless marching of the dravanian horde, the fallen ishgardians littered the snowy plains of coerthas like ashes, their home razed to the ground. they soon became desperate, resorting to experimentation as a desperate means to win the war or at least to somehow balance the power between them. with the prime example of king thordan and the knights twelve being able to absorb ratatoskr’s power to enhance their own power, they sought a way to create an army enhanced with the power of the dragons without succumbing to the dragons’ raging aether. cael was their first test subject. they harvested the remains of ratatoskr and implanted them into cael’s body, as well as forcing her aether into his core. this terribly conflicted with cael’s aether flow and even consumed it, causing his body to mutate: one of his eyes bled red and became blind with the dragon’s power, three extra horns protruded on either side of his head and in the middle of his forehead, his scales grew harder and seemingly ate into his flesh. not only was he affected physically, his mind also suffered from the aether corruption— a condition called frenzying. he was bound to lose his mind and made to surrender the control of his body to the dragon within for a period of time, in which he would massacre indiscriminately. there was no telling when he would, or how long it would last before he regained his sanity. after multiple frenzies however, the ishgardians had found out a possible trigger to this phenomenon: blood.
taking advantage of this condition, the ishgardians tempted him with blood then dispatched him into the battlefield against nidhogg’s brood, and locked him up again and left him to rot in the deepest dungeons of the vault once it passed. this torment continued on for the next milennium until nidhogg’s reawakening in 1572. his dragonsong was so powerful that it reached even the pit of the vault, resonating within cael and accelerating his rate of frenzying. during a dravanian attack and the heretics’ assault, as the ishgardian knights came to release him into battles as per usual, he was already frenzied. unaware of this fact, the ishgardians were easily felled by his claws, and with most of the knights gone and only a few remained behind, seemingly occupied with aiding the frontline, cael successfuly breached the vault and escaped into the night.
he found his way to nidhogg, to dravania, and learned to harness his dragon power there. soon, he rejoined the war, marching with the dravanian horde with the sole desire to exact vengeance upon those who wronged him— the vault.    
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maxthesillyy · 2 years
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you DONT understand,, i NEED to listen to this song 24/7 so i get absolutely SICK and TIRED of it so it STOPS PLAYING IN MY HEAD in a loop instead of me actually thinking actual thoughts
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soberscientistlife · 5 months
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So many people do not understand the relationship between climate change and cold weather.
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wizardpotions · 6 months
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Christmas as a cultural icon is starting to get really dystopian in a climate sense, december has historically been a time of year in which there would be snow in a significant portion of europe and north america, and the fact that its not even icy this time of year and all the christmas songs and decorations reference a time of year that will likely never exist in the same way again in my life time is so strange.
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oncorhynchus-nerka · 3 months
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VERY IMPORTANT a dam in the Netherlands, the weerdsluis lock, is directly on a migratory path for spawning fish. They have a worker stationed there to open the door for the fish, but they can take a while to open it. So to keep the fish from getting preyed on by birds they installed a doorbell. Only, the fish don't have hands to ring the doorbell. If you go to their website, they have a LIVE CAMERA AND A DOORBELL that YOU RING FOR THE FISH when they're waiting, and then the dam worker opens the door for them! I can't express how obsessed I am with this. look at this shit. oh my god.
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Please check on the fish doorbell once in a while :)
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butchfalin · 6 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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animentality · 4 months
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intersectionalpraxis · 2 months
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"No climate justice on occupied land"
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abisalli · 1 month
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my life has changed
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decaf-lesbian · 28 days
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everyone please read this and share if you can.
Brazil is going through one of the worst climatic crisis ever seen.
i live in the southernmost state, Rio Grande do Sul. we have been suffering from extreme, nonstop rainstorms for a week now. the rivers are flooding, reaching 4-6 meters above their natural level. people are being rescued by helicopters, neighborhoods are being evacuated. entire cities are slowly but surely becoming submerged in water. 60 people missing and counting. 32 deaths and counting.
and this is not new. last november also had a flood like this one. 50 dead, many material losses. it happened again this january, with thousands being left without power or water for days.
three catastrophical disasters within less than a year. three disasters only a few months apart.
this is not natural.
unsustainable agricultural practices and politics led to this. a complete disregard for nature led to this. greed led to this. always greed.
when it comes to the climate crisis, i cannot stress this enough: we need to act now if we still want to live. disasters like this are going to happen more often and they're going to be much, much worse. this flood is being considered the worst climatic catastrophe in the history of my state. i don't know how long it will take for another bigger one to happen and take its place. i just know it will be sooner than it should.
links to donate (if you can't donate, sharing already helps a lot):
link for non-brazilians (paybox)
link for brazilians
pix assufrgs
updated links are on the pinned post on my blog. in the meantime, pray for us.
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mysharona1987 · 5 months
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gayforcarstairsgirls · 9 months
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bjurnberg · 6 months
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My work boots are the most expensive shoes I’ve ever owned.
Also the most comfortable. I chose them after trying on several different brands and comparing lifespan vs usage vs comfort - I needed them for a physically demanding job, not the weekend hiking trails. I could have easily chosen cheaper boots that would have lasted long enough to be worth their low price, but I know the Sam Vimes Boot Theory and knew weaker, less comfortable boots would make my life harder in the long run.
So when the outside edge of the heel started wearing down after three years of heavy use I went to the shop I got them from and said “hey this is a common problem for me with how I walk but now it’s affecting my ankles and knees and I don’t wanna have to buy a new pair, is there a way to fix this?”
The salesman at this very fancy upscale boot store said “oh yeah, there’s a shoe repair place that can give you some heel guards - it’ll keep the rubber from wearing out.”
So at 8am this morning right after my 9hr shift ends I went to the shoe repair shop and it is the most hole-in-the-wall, is-this-a-real-business-or-a-mafia-front, am-I-gonna-get-shot tiny cinder block cube I’ve ever seen in my life. I grew up plenty poor and love me a good hole-in-the-wall business, but going from upscale store to this cash-only repair shop gave me whiplash. Wasn’t expecting this when a guy who wears three piece suits to sell boots said it’s the best place to go.
The skinny kid behind the counter looks somehow 16 and 25 at the same time, but when I tell him this place was recommended he smiles and says to hand over my boots. I hand him the vaguely warm foot-smelling boots, and stand in my socks in the 3’ square entryway surrounded by every color leather polish you could buy and watch as he turns my boots around in his hands, sizes up a crescent moon bits of plastic, and unceremoniously hammers tiny nails through them before handing them back.
The heels are perfectly level again. I can walk without almost rolling my ankles. They don’t clack loudly on the pavement or feel different. This is gonna fix my knee pain. It cost $10.
This kid had every tool he needed within arms reach, worked fast and smoothly, I was in and out the door in less than 8 minutes, and it only cost $10.
I didn’t think anything could cost only $10 anymore. I’m so used to hyperinflation prices I was spiritually thrown back to the 1400’s visiting the cobbler in town square. This kid might have been that cobbler and just decided to never die.
I’m still reeling from the whiplash, and gobsmacked at the price, and thrilled I didn’t have to go buy new, worse work boots (cuz I don’t have that kind of money for a second pair, I’m expecting these ones to last a decade) and it feels like I just experienced one of the rare little chunks of magic that floats around our world.
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charhounds · 3 months
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