#netis

[auxryn]

Netis Korven is one of my favorite Pathways characters. She's just a quiet bookish nerd who is also a necromancer and an arch-mage powerful enough to be a national strategic asset. And she loves her wife.

[namekian-maoh]

Us girls took down the dragon terrorizing the battle field ⚔️

[howzitsa]

Netis AC1200 Wireless Dual Band Gigabit Router The netis router N2 equipped with the next generation 802.11AC Wi-Fi technology, will offer you simultaneous dual band connection with 867Mbps wireless speeds over the crystal clear 5GHz band and 300Mbps over the 2.4GHz band, ideal for faster downloading, online gaming, Internet calling and HD video streaming. Also, it provides with full gigabit ports which are 10 times faster than conventional Fast Ethernet connections. Features: Standards IEEE 802.11b/g/n 2.4GHz IEEE 802.11a/n/ac 5GHz Signal Rate Up to 300Mbps2.4GHz UP to 867Mbps 5GHz Frequency Range 2.4-2.4835GHz;5.180-5.825GHZ Transmit Power 20dBm(MAX) Data Transfer Rate 802.11ac: 80MHZ(433Mbps, 867Mbps) 802.11n: 40MHz(300Mbps, 270Mbps, 240Mbps, 180Mbps, 120Mbps, 90Mbps, 60Mbps, 30Mbps) 20MHz (144Mbps, 130Mbps, 115Mbps, 86Mbps, 57Mbps, 43Mbps, 28Mbps, 14Mbps) (Auto-Sense) 802.11g: (54Mbps, 48Mbps, 36Mbps, 24Mbps, 18Mbps, 12Mbps, 11Mbps, 9Mbps, 6Mbps) 802.11b: (11Mbps,9Mbps, 6Mbps, 5.5Mbps, 2Mbps, 1Mbps) Wireless Modes AP, Repeater, Client, Multi-SSID Wireless Security WEP/WPA-PSK/WPA2-PSK Encryption Wireless MAC Filtering Hardware Standards IEEE 802.3 10Base-T, IEEE 802.3u 100Base-TX, IEEE 802.3ab 1000Base-T Interface 1*10/100/1000Mbps Auto MDI/MDIX RJ45 WAN port 4*10/100/1000Mbps Auto MDI/MDIX RJ45 LAN port LED Indicators SYS, WPS, 5G, 2.4G, WAN, LAN1~LAN4 Buttons Default, WPS Antenna 4* external fixed 5dBi antenna Power Supply DC 12V/1.0A(Output) Dimensions (L x W x H ) 212 x 145 x 40 mm Software WAN Type DHCP, Static IP, PPPoE, L2TP, PPTP, WISP Others Bandwidth Control, Access Control, IPTV, Virtual Server, DMZ, VPN Pass-through, Dynamic DNS, Static Routing, Backup & Restore Certification FCC, CE, EAC Environment Operating Temperature: 0℃~40℃ Storage Temperature: -40℃~70℃ Operating Humidity: 10%~90% non-condensing Storage Humidity: 5%~90% non-condensing Package 1* N2 1* 12V/1.0A Power Adapter 1* Ethernet Cable 1* Quick Installation Guide (Multilingual)

[mimsilverarts]

“You simply represent the better and calmer parts of my nature. I think that is why I love you”

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I love them your honour

[3-aem]

when he splash his pure shit water up ur nose during butt bath time and then acts like the victim

[beesinspades]

finally finished this piece inspired by my creature vash (vashwood) fic, the monster in the ruins of ship five, which is now complete! 💜

close-up on the eepy sleepies:

[failchild]

this video is entirely the reason why i'm obsessed with the S1E9 line, "ricken, the neti pot is warm"

[likehells]

* wicklow summer social, late afternoon, closed.

the sun had just begun to tip sideways in the sky, warm gold slipping through the trees like melted honey. nety had settled near the end of one of the long patchwork tables, folding herself into the familiar rhythm of observation. she sipped lemonade through a bendy straw, eyes trailing over faces she half-knew and half-remembered. and then... a bark. a blur. a clatter. before she could move, a dog — all wild limbs and gleaming eyes — came barreling out from behind a picnic blanket like a bat out of hell, a paper plate dangling from its mouth and a trail of sauce-streaked napkins flapping in its wake. nety stood too fast, nearly tipping her drink, watching in dawning horror as the dog made a beeline straight for her.

"no, no, no!" but it was too late. the dog skidded directly into her legs, grazed her shin with a muddy paw, and dropped the stolen ribs triumphantly at her feet like some gruesome bouquet. nety let out a soft, startled laugh despite herself, caught somewhere between exasperation and amusement. then, another voice — close. hurried. apologetic. someone else had witnessed the crime. maybe its source. maybe its solution. nety looked up, brushing hair from her cheek, eyes locking with them. "please tell me he belongs to you. otherwise, we're playing dog parents until he's accounted for." she smiled, wry and crooked, already crouching to gather the remains of the chaos.

[ddeck]

long lived sw races must be so extra about their hobbies. imagine you live for thousand years and a century of that time you decide to dedicate to making a single big af carpet

[janwon]

found treasure!

[namekian-maoh]

My pawn Netis 🏵️ Ever happy to assist you on your adventures!

[neutrinofog]

[struungout]

Here’s a look at the pile of hands I bought from DDE from what they had in stock.

Unfortunately, absolutely none of the natural skin hands fit my pale babes due to them being on old bodies that Fairyland doesn’t produce anymore. I’ve known for years that the old bodies were pretty decently thicker (and taller) than what FL has been producing these days, but that thought completely slipped my mind when I was making my purchase. Dx

I actually can force the new hands onto Keigo and Hiei, but the fit is more snug than I feel comfortable without modifying the pieces. Naoko absolutely needs the new pieces to be modified though since she is from 2008 (whereas both boys are more recent with any shrinkages older Fairyland sculpts have gone through over the years).

On the bright side, Lilith finally has hands that fit pretty much perfectly. Too bad DDE didn’t have more tan hands available in stock. Hope FL rereleases the new parts in the future. Px

Wish I’d realized this would probably be an issue before buying because I’d have probably opted for more hands for Farai or gotten some of the old hand pieces for Keigo instead.

Anyway, planning to carve into all the pieces, but it’ll probably have to wait until it’s warmer outside so I can do that shit out on the porch.

Also, in case you didn’t know about the size differences between the MNF bodies, here’s an old comparison photo I made a few years ago.

Left to right: Celine on Moe line, Modded Shushu on 2008 A-line with model legs, Marcia on 2008 A-line with cutie legs, Rheia on renewal A-line with cutie legs.

[ask-seer]

When -

[ My buddy @askmercenary as priestess, and I as Seer. Idk the other people. ]

[likehells]

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧.

it’s a gift, maybe. or a scar dressed up as grace. you move through the world like a balm — warm hands, a soft voice that wraps itself around grief like gauze. you offer steadiness like it costs nothing, like it didn’t take years to stitch yourself into something that wouldn’t unravel the moment someone leaned too hard. because you know how that feels, don’t you? to reach, and then be left holding only the ghost of something once promised.

your father left before you even learned how to ride a bike. you can’t remember his voice, not really — just the echo of absence, the outline of him in family photos, the way your mother stopped saying his name like it was something bitter on her tongue. he left, and no one taught you how to stop expecting others to follow.

so now, you love people the way you learned to — from a distance that feels safe but not cold. you give and give and give, like maybe if your presence is soft enough, needed enough, they’ll stay. maybe if you’re the one with the answers, the calm in the storm, the tea on the stove and the porch light always on, no one will notice the space inside you that stays locked tight. maybe they’ll never ask for the part of you that still flinches when someone gets too close.

and god, you want closeness. of course you do. you want to be understood the way you understand others. you want someone to sit beside you and know when you’re lying with a smile, to see the way your fingers twitch when you’re holding something back. but want has never been the same as trust, and trust — well. trust has sharp teeth and a long shadow. you’ve built yourself a life of service, of steadiness, of being the one they come to. not because you don’t want to be held, but because it’s easier to cradle others than to admit that sometimes, you’re the one unraveling.

so when someone reaches back — when they see you, not just the warm silhouette of you, but the marrow-deep, haunted, holy truth of who you are — you freeze. you smile. you deflect with practiced ease. you tell them you’re fine, that you’re used to being alone, that there’s beauty in solitude. and maybe there is. but there’s fear there too. because closeness means risk. it means surrender. it means letting someone see the places still shaped by loss, the questions you still ask yourself in the quiet: what did i do wrong? why wasn’t i enough to stay for?

but beneath the fear, there’s a flicker. a small, stubborn ember. maybe, just maybe, you are enough to be chosen. maybe you always were. and maybe — when the time is right, when the porch light is still on and the night is thick with trust — you’ll let someone all the way in. just a little. just enough. just once.

[ddeck]

here at 4am thinking about all the jedi masters of alien species that dont grow hair but learned how to braid it so they could braid their padawans' hair