#delonix makes stuff

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even after all this time, Pharos Sirius never fails to take my breath away

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The Heroes think you don’t hear them, but they also never learned what an indoor voice is. Whenever they’re deep in their cups and you pretend to sleep, they complain and whine about how hard it is to fight monsters and save the world while your squishy self never do any dirty work. Like how dare you keep at a distance in your pristine white robes while the rest of them have to face scratches and bruises and dirt. Never mind that the only reason they haven’t been impaled or broken any bones or drowned in their own blood was the holy spells you invoke from your life force during every encounter.

For days, you clenched your teeth in silence. This is just the way The Hero Party works, you tell yourself whenever they call you a healing dispenser that’s easy on the eyes behind your back.

For weeks, you tightly clasped your hands together for control. You are here to help and support, you tell yourself as you get yelled at for stealing the leader’s thunder with your flashy magicks. Just heal quietly and let the real Heroes do their job. 

For months, you whispered prayers to your deity for deliverance from the evils of micro-aggressions and underappreciation and sub-minimum wage. 

And then, you’ve had enough. 

The rest of the party can have all the killcounts and glory, all the accolades and trophies. That was never your ambition anyway; you just wanted to do good. You just wanted to help, but they never seemed to want or need you around, so you might as well go where your help will be more appreciated. 

***

Once upon a time, The Hero Party rescued a kidnapped woman from a monster’s den. She cried and kicked and screamed, “Don’t take me back! Don’t take me back there!” all the way to her husband’s house. 

“She’s gone mad,” the townspeople gossiped. “Enthralled by wicked magicks!” 

But you knew.

You knew because while the rest of the party dissected the monster’s body for spoils, you saw to the rest of the den. Two pairs of shoes neatly arranged on a rug before the door. A small table with two plates of half-eaten supper. A still smoldering hearth. Furs sewn together into a bed large enough for a human and a mindflayer. 

No weapons. 

No shackles. 

No torture.

And that was before you found the letters. 

That night while the rest of the party and the rest of the town were too drunk in celebrations, you snuck into a house and knocked out a man to stop him from hitting his wife.

“I’m sorry,” you told her. “We-- I didn’t know monsters could--” 

She slapped you and you still feel that sting in your heart to this day.

You didn’t know monsters could love. 

But you saw the way the monster had thrown itself in front of the woman, right before the Hero Party pierced its seven hearts. 

You didn’t know monsters could have peaceful domestic bliss.

But you saw their little home in the haunted swamp and you saw it destroyed by your hand. 

You helped her escape the town, and with the full of your power back then, you helped her say goodbye to the spirit of the lover you murdered. 

“Where will you go now?” you asked after her lover’s spirit departed.

“Somewhere.” She shrugged. You understood her unwillingness to share details with one of her lover’s killers. “What about you?”

“I'm not sure," you mumbled absently. "I think I have some soul-searching to do.”

“Well good luck with that.”

You parted ways with the woman at the next town over. 

You left the party and never looked back. 

***

People say in hushed whispers that the Demon Queen employs monsters and criminals and demons. At this point, you figure that means she accepts people for who they are, not what they are nor where they came from. People say she’s trying to destroy the Kingdom and all it stands for. After everything you’ve seen of this world, you grow sick of protecting nobles and men from the things they fear will take away their power.

You just wanted to do good. For so long, you thought that meant joining a band of Heroes and slaying a bunch of monsters until you saved the world from the Demon Queen. 

You never expect to find yourself at the doorstep of the Demon Queen’s fortress, waiting until it’s half past noon for lunch break to end. Everyone has lunch breaks here, even animal familiars and animated furniture. They also have paid vacations and sick leaves. Such evils are never allowed in the Kingdom. 

The door opens. You expected to meet the doorman, but instead the Demon Queen greets you in all her eleven-foot tall glory. 

“Now this is quite the surprise!" She smiles warmly. "I won’t say I’ve been expecting you, but I have heard about your arrival. Come in, come in. Please make yourself at home.”

You follow her to the dining hall.

She offers you tea and biscuits. “I apologize for not offering a proper lunch. The children were terribly hungry today and finished every bit before we could count them as leftovers.”

“C-Children?” Your Hero instincts kicked in and your eyes search the area for said children. Were they kidnapped? Were they the lunch? It takes you a few seconds to talk yourself down from the kneejerk reaction. Remember, you’ve come here willingly, with open mind and open heart. 

The Demon Queen’s smile turns wistful. “Orphans. So many of us die in this war. We take care of whoever we can.” 

Her voice is soft and even, her words carefully chosen. But you know why: Heroes and adventurers murder so many monsters, so many of her people, every day. 

“I’m sorry,” you say, but that is not why you’re here. You nibble on a biscuit, take in a deep breath, and try again. “I-I want to help.” 

“Oh.” The Demon Queen’s smile fades into surprise. “I wasn’t expecting that.” 

“That an adventurer will come here to help?” 

“Not that. We have plenty of ex-adventurers among our ranks. It’s just...” She halts, and maybe it’s a trick of the light, but you could have sworn she had hints of a blush on her cheeks. “Well, you’re such a faithful and high-ranking healer in the adventurer’s guild. Maybe even the best one around these parts. I would have thought you’d be in the current main Hero Party or something.”

“I was.” You shrug. “One: not very heroic. Two: not much of a party.”

She snorts out a laugh and her grin shows hundreds of spikey teeth. Under normal circumstances, before you had your epiphany, you would have found the sight frightening. But her laugh is so infectious that you can’t help chuckling alongside her.

“Well, their loss.” She claps her several hands together and nods. “Welcome to our... well, it’s way too soon to say we’re your family, but you are welcome to join us as a colleague or a collaborator or however way you prefer to call this mutually beneficial relationship.”

“‘Friend’ has a nice ring to it. We could be friends.”

“Then I welcome our new friend to the fortress!”

***

“YOU! TRAITOR!” 

The Hero Party eventually finds you after carving a bloody path through the fortress. They have defeated the Demon Queen, but they have never expected to find you by the Demon Queen’s right hand. 

You float in their direction, your pristine white robes billowing in the wind. 

“TRAITOR!” They accuse you again. 

You look them over and sneer. “You all look terribly worse for wear. Couldn’t find another healer after I left?”

The leader spits at you, thankfully missing the hem of your robes. “Are you going to start monologuing now, like the true Villain you are?” 

“Hmm, I could have my fun, but...” You shrug and float past them, towards the Demon Queen’s body. “I have work to do.” 

You raise your divine weapon above your head and feel for your power. 

You never told the Hero Party which deity whose power flows in your veins. Perhaps even from the very start, you felt in your heart of hearts that they wouldn’t understand. They are Heroes of their own tales, where they fell giants and best dragons and slay all the monsters, and then they are crowned victorious when there’s nothing left to kill. Thus the victors write down their stories, where everything is a challenge to conquer or to kill or to own as a trophy on the wall. 

There was no room for Empathy in their conquest. 

For the longest time, even you had misunderstood your own beliefs. You thought goodness meant sacrificing your life force for others without question. You thought kindness meant to allow others do as they willed while you laid down at their feet to be stepped on and ridiculed without retaliation. You thought support meant to carry other people’s burdens while bigger, stronger, better men who called themselves Heroes did their jobs worry-free.

But no, you eventually came to learn that the world was more complex than the battle of Good vs Evil, of Heroes vs Monsters. You learned that nothing could be easily put into neat little boxes, that you had so many preconceived notions to unlearn. It wasn’t easy to own up to your mistakes and make amends. Not for forgiveness, no, because some of the things you’d done were unforgivable and beyond amends. But you still tried your best to be a better version of yourself. You just wanted to do good, to do right by the people around you, even if you were the Villain in other people’s stories. 

Before, you thought the resurrection arts was beyond your mortal ken, but thanks to the guidance and influence of the Demon Queen and her people, you grew in your faith and in your powers. You learned how a gentle, compassionate heart can be strong enough to perform miracles. 

And so you raise your divine weapon, a buckler blessed by the deity of Empathy, above your head and feel for your power. Your heart swells with how much you care about these people and your magicks flood throughout the battlefield, mending bones and knitting wounds of your fallen friends and comrades.

“NECROMANCER!” The Hero Party accuses and spits at you again, aghast. 

You smile serenely. They’re not wrong. Healing and necromancy have always been two sides of the same coin. The main difference between raising the dead and raising undead is the consent of the soul to the resurrection, and these people have long given you their informed and enthusiastic consent to this.

Thus the Demon Queen and her people rise once more.

“I knew you could do it!” The Demon Queen reaches out to you, caressing your head with the tip of her fingers. “You’re so wonderful!”

You kiss the inside of her giant scaly palm. “I don’t think I can do it a second time. Please don’t die on me again.”

She gently lifts you to her shoulder and smiles a sharp and toothy grin. “Together, nothing can stop us!” 

The Demon Queen and her people rises once more, and you look at them-- scales and fur and spikes and spines and eyes and tentacles and mandibles and fangs and claws and any other bestial, insectoid, cephalopod, or unknowable monstrous features they possess-- you look at them all, at your new found family, and you feel nothing but love. 

You trained for years to become a high ranking cleric just to find out that adventurers don’t value you as anything other than a cheaper healing potion. Your anger leads you to joining the villain to show them just how terrifying Holy magic can be.

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The Flamboyant use in African medicine is legendary. #flamboyant #mauritius

In today's video, I'm diving into the creative zone and painting a water turtle making its way towards you. I've got a time lapse where you can catch me bringing that turtle head to life. But hold up, we're not just about the paint vibes – we're spicing things up with some mesmerizing images of those fiery Flame Trees in Mauritius. It's like a tropical art escape meets underwater masterpiece! The Flamboyant tree (Delonix regia) is a fascinating species of tree that has a rich history and cultural significance in many parts of the world. Here are some interesting facts about the tree:    • The Flamboyant tree is like the rockstar of trees, going by names like Royal Poinciana, Peacock Flower, and Flame of the Forest. It's basically the celebrity of the tree world!    • In Mauritius, they call the Flamboyant tree the "Bonus Tree" or "Pie Bonis" because it shows off its blossoms right when people are getting their end-of-year bonus. It's like nature celebrating payday!    • So, this cool tree originally hailed from Madagascar, and in the 19th century, it went on a world tour, hitting up spots like Mauritius and other places. It's like the globetrotter of the tree family!    • Listen to this: the Flamboyant tree is like the ultimate deciduous tree, reaching up to 12 meters tall with this incredible wide crown. Its leaves are like ferns on steroids, growing up to a whopping 50 cm. Talk about a tree flexing some serious muscle!    • The Flamboyant tree is all about those flashy red or orange flowers that pop up in the summer. And get this, peeps use those flowers in old-school medicine for stuff like sorting out respiratory issues, beating fever, and tackling inflammation. Nature's medicine cabinet at its coolest!    • No kidding, the Flamboyant tree isn't just a tree; it's like the superhero of traditional African medicine! They use it to deal with skin infections. It's basically the tree version of a skincare guru!    • The Flamboyant tree isn't just about looks; it's like the rockstar of wood. They use it to craft furniture, musical instruments, and all sorts of cool decorations.    • The flowering of the Flamboyant trees happens in November and ends at the beginning of January. That is why Mauritians name it the yearly bouquet.    • In Mauritius, the Flamboyant tree is like a legend in their stories. It's the summer hype announcer and signals the start of a fresh new year. It's basically the tree version of a summer and new year's party invite!    • if you're on the lookout for those Insta-worthy Flamboyant trees in Mauritius, they're basically the real celebrities in Mauritius! You'll find them all over the place, but for the best pics, head to spots like Cap Malheureux, Mont-Choisy, Médine, Labourdonnais, Le Goulet, Belle Mare, Bel Ombre, Terre Rouge, Daruty, and Marie Reine de la Paix. It's like the ultimate tree photoshoot spots! These Flamboyant trees were photographed at Mont Choisy and La Croisette Mall You can see me painting this green sea turtle. And here is some interesting facts about this turtle I am painting! Meet the Green sea turtle – these bad boys are giants, weighing in at 65-130kg and stretching up to 1-1.2m long! Picture a teardrop-shaped shell, or 'carapace,' that's their superhero cape, except it leaves their head and flippers out to shine. Now, here's the funky part – they've got this green fat under their shell, and it's not just for show. Scientists think it's because they're on a plant-based diet, munching on marine veggies like seaweed and sea grass. These rockstar turtles aren't picky about where they breed; you can catch them nesting in over 80 countries. When it's time to hit the waves, these turtles are like Aquaman's cousins, rocking strong paddle-like flippers and cruising at a chill 3km/h. But watch out – if trouble comes their way, they can turn on the jets and hit speeds up to 35km/h! Love is in the air when it's mating time – going down in shallow waters like a turtle love paradise. The female then pulls off the ultimate beach mom move, crawling onto the sand, digging a nest with her flippers, and laying about 115 eggs. Once the little rascals hatch after two months, it's game on. Armed with a special "egg tooth," they break out of their shells and sprint across the sand, dodging hungry predators like birds, crabs, wild dogs, and lizards. It's like a baby turtle obstacle course! I also zoosed up my sign on the road and used a mop to paint over the existing sign, Maybe I overdid it a bit, tell me what you think in the comments below. I hope that more people will now visit the studio to see me paint or to come and buy a painting. I almost hit a car with my paint. It is really crazy. Thank you for watching this video, if you enjoyed it please subscribe! See you in the next video.

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒙 𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔

ᴛᴡ: ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, sᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ,ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ or visualized ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴛɪᴍᴇs

Part 2

Now this is when blood begins to spill in the pages of the Demoness' life

One day the news of Mr. Aish Williaws' death spread around the noble. It is said that he was poisoned while in his room, apperently someone spiked the wine he used

No one knows who was the culprit

But there are some who know who ordered his death to happen

Ah right, let's know a little something about Arleta's linage otherwise known as the House of Delonix, the Dreadful Beast of Vermilia

Ranir Asfrin Delonix,the current head of the Delonix House at the time and Arleta's father. He's a ruthless man and is very loyal to the Vermilia Imperial Family

Delonix House has been serving the Empire since its foundation,they hide in the dark and commit the impure work for the Empire.

This is something nearly no one in the Empire know about the secretive and corrupted things they did for the Imperial Family, only a special few know about their true existence

On the outside, Delonix House is just a prestigious noble clan that produces Knight

Ranir loved his daughter very much for she is the only daughter he has and she resembled his late wife,the only woman he ever loved

Ranir knew that his daughter was pure, innocent and easily to manipulate. He tried his best to protect her.

But because of his work,he was too late to stop the tragedy befallen on Arleta. He felt awfully guilty about it, he felt like he has broken the vow he made with his deceased wife. The vow to protect their children

So Ranir was willing to grant whatever Arleta wanted as a way to make amends for what he did

Arleta was the only daughter of the Delonix House at the time. She was the Precious Lady of the Delonix House

If Arleta wanted something, she just need to ask her dear father and say please. He'll grant it even if it involved murder

Now you know why Aish was poisoned

One day, the Crown Prince of Vermilia Wanlis the V offered the Delonix's only daughter the position of Empress. In return, she'll offer him power to extinguish the people who were planning treason against him and the siblings who are trying to eliminate him. The traitors that supported his brother

Of course with the Delonix help the Prince would surely succeeded the throne without fail and Arleta would get the position of the most powerful woman in the Empire.

Arleta doesn't care about love anymore, power was something more interesting to her now

Sarah was a shameless woman, she did all kinds of awful stuff to Arleta and she still has the gut to try to be friends with Arleta again

Arleta is no fool

She's not kind, loving girl she was. But she's now a despicable and meticulous Lady

The soon-to-be Empress of Vermilia Empire

The moment Arleta is announced the Crown Princess and soon-to-be Empress of Vermilia is something Sarah found awfully unexpected even in her dreams

Several months passed, Wanlis the V successfully succeeded the throne and immediately a Royal Wedding was celebrated.

That day is when Arletalis Syliva Delonix is wedded to the Emperor of Vermilia and officially becoming the Empress of Vermilia, officially taking the last name Scarlett

After becoming Empress, Arleta helped her husband to find and eradicate the traitors and luck has it, Sarah was one of them

Before Sarah's execution,she visited her in the dungeon, feigning sadness for not being able to help her dear "friend" this time. How unfortunate, Arleta can't be friends with her husband's enemy

Sarah never really thought the sweet and pure girl she used to know would turn out to be such a Devilish Empress~

Oh well Arleta would be enjoying the public execution tomorrow~

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𝑇𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑉𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝐸𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠

𝑇𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛����𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑘𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑎

𝑇𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝐻𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑉𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠

𝑇𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝐷𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑥 𝐷𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠

𝒇𝒊𝒏.

[plumeriarubra]

Question Tags

rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag some blogs you would like to get to know better.

from @saltyauntsuga

Nickname: Amir, Mira, Mir

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius

Height: 5′1″ I think

Time right now: 8:18 AM

Last thing googled: Portal (the game, I was watching a Let’s Play)

Favorite Music Artists: BTS, Shinhwa, Gorillaz. (soundtracks) Yuki Kajiura, Yoko Kanno.

Song stuck in my head: TT by Twice. (Especially that baaabybabaaybeh part)

Last Movie Watched: Nausicaa : valley of the wind (though I kinda slept halfway through==)

Last TV show Watched: does YouTube channels count? ==

What are you wearing right now: leggings and a sweater 3 times bigger than me

When did you create your blog: pretty sure in 2016…I forgot the exact month but it’s before June….probably. I’m preeeeetty sure it haven’t gotten an anniversary yet.

What kind of stuff do you post: BTS things, Shinhwa things, memes, mental health issues to educate (and soothe) myself. personal rants that my IRL friends probably don’t need to know, Muslim stuffs.

DO you have any other blogs: @plumeriasketches is my artblog of sorts. @alsafira is my supposed main but I’ve never touched that one.

Why did you chose your URL: I study landscaping and I like sassy tropical flowers but Delonix regia was taken, so this is second best.

Do you get asks regularly: I haven’t as of yet but that’s just because I’m an awkward tsundere penguin. Seriously, I like talking to people in text form, so ask away!

Gender: she/her is fine

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Pokemon Go Team: I uninstalled it long before I joined a team(because my phone sucks), but probably instincts

Favorite Color - cyan, navy blue, maroon

Favorite number - 8

Average hours of sleep: too little - too much

Favorite Characters: Aqua (of KH), Lacey (of PH)

How many blankets do you sleep with: a comforter to make a burrito of myself

Dream Job: Commisioned artist specializing in fluff, comic artist, social worker

Tag, you’re it: @shinshinhye @orangenisa @lazingthroughlifesilently @msmemaaaa @joombles @reallybadbaker

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Zenith looks electric tonight

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we belong with them

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roleplaying by myself while i try to figure out my character's lore and backstory

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FF14 is so weird out of context sometimes, like the process of how i got this outfit

basically, i went fishing in a tiny ass river near this village, then i caught a rare fish. then i found out that disintegrating the fish will give me a cool outfit so i kept trying to get the rare fish and kept disintegrating them until i finally got my prize

don't ask me how this much clothing could fit inside a fish that lives in a tiny ass river

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look, i'm just a simple queer with simple needs...

i see romantic emote, so i do romantic emote to the npc i love the most

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^ 13 january 2025

^ 18 january 2025

^ 09 may 2025

the three times i cleared Aquapolis solo (so far)

at this point i'm considering changing my warrior glam every time i clear because it's a good gpose opportunity

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I made a thing!

DUNGEON WAYS TO DIE is a Final Fantasy XIV video series where I progress through Palace of the Dead despite all the dumb ways to die and the shenanigans that ensue.

In this episode, I decided to be greedy for treasure as a solo Scholar (SCH) and had to deal with funny consequences!

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EYO! I made a new video!

DUNGEON WAYS TO DIE is a Final Fantasy XIV video series where I progress through Palace of the Dead despite all the dumb ways to die and the shenanigans that ensue.

In this episode, several roamers (patrolling monsters) sneak up on me because I wasn't checking my back... and shenanigans ensued!

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I made another thing!

DUNGEON WAYS TO DIE is a Final Fantasy XIV video series where I progress through Palace of the Dead despite all the dumb ways to die and the shenanigans that ensue.

In this episode, I carelessly stepped on several luring traps as a solo Scholar (SCH) and went through the stages of grief!

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as a very tol Roegadyn player, i always find it hilarious whenever i end up teaming with a Lalafell party

it was really hard getting screenshots where they're all in the shot, since myself, other npcs, or the freakin elevator panel cover the poor Lalafells

very worth it tho

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so i recently learned how to use gpose in ffxiv...

...but not how to take photos without my mouse showing up (yet).