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bits-and-babs · 6 months
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✦ 𝐁𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 ✦
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– KINKTOBER DAY 8: ROLEPLAY
könig x reader | smut, 18+ | 1.2k words
summary: as with all of your bedroom antics with könig, you plant the seed. but when he finally succumbs to your devious plan, you struggle to withstand the heat.
cw: f!reader, roleplay hostage situation, faux attack, faux disregard for partners comfort (könig cares a lot though, i promise) oral sex (m receiving), rough oral sex, face slapping, rough deep throating. 
⇽ KINKTOBER MLIST | DAY 9: WITCH!READER ⇾
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The answer is unyielding and finite; ❝ no ❞. 
König was consistent in his promise to separate work from pleasure, so to speak. He refused to amalgamate something as pretty and delicate as you with something as ruinous and hideous as war— as his job. 
KorTac and Task Force 141 were unaware of your existence. König assured you it was for your protection. The less his allies knew about his valuable and beloved, his adversaries knew little still. Despite this, he offered you insight into his hostile world through a minute embrasure; the Scottish bomb disposal expert, Soap, the handsome Gaz who König colloquially named ‘helicopter boy’. Ghost. 
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Still, he insisted upon keeping you pure. Scratch free, barren from the agonising shrapnel of grief and the devastating shells of brutal warfare. 
So when you pose the idea, quiet and shy in your approach, of König wearing his tactical uniform and treating you like a captive… The ‘no’ is adamant. However, as with everything you do or say to König, the idea worms its way into his mind. 
Days pass, but the thought seems to stick with König. He’s unsettled, fidgety almost. You suppose he thinks he’s being subtle, but with a frame as enormous as König lugs around, it’s almost impossible for the pitiful giant to do anything indistinctly. One nervous bob of his knee appears to set off avalanches in Tibet. 
When you return from work, everything is still, and abnormally quiet. It’s unusual for the house to be vacant upon your return from work, König always at the door as if ready to spring and remove the damn laptop bag that threatened to pop your shoulder from its socket as though it were an incendiary with a lit fuse. Nevertheless, the lights are off today, and the TV is silent. 
Creeping forward into the apartment, the door slowly swings shut behind you. The click of the lock setting into place isn’t alien to you– but neither is it, it seems, to your attacker. Poised and lethally swift, your assailant leaps from the shadows of the dimly lit apartment and smothers your mouth before a scream can even bubble past your trembling lips. Soft hushes breathe against your ear before terror can truly kick in, a familiar lilting accent turning your knees soft beneath your weight.
“You are to do as I say when I say it, Meine Perle.” König sounds so relaxed, as though he’s not breaking a sweat beneath the tactical vest you can feel digging into your shoulder blades. With a fizzling arousal skittering up your vertebrae and trembling beneath his touch, you nod your head slightly. It earns you praise, whispering a quiet ‘good girl’ against your hairline. 
So in tune with König’s non-verbal commands, you kneel as though he had barked the order when you feel him tap your shoulder absentmindedly. It’s foreign, the disregard König shows to your knees by making you settle on the hardwood floor in front of the entrance door– usually he would situate a pillow beneath you to ensure you didn’t bruise. Not today. You were his hostage. His plaything. 
Gazing up at the startling bulk of the behemoth standing before you, a thrill prickles at the nape of your neck when you watch him unzip his camo trousers deftly. It’s as though your taste buds tingle with anticipation as König pulls his already leaking cock from them, the leather of his gloves protesting quietly as he grips his length hard. 
“Open your mouth.” It’s an order. A threat. Excitement rouses between your thighs as you do just that, gazing up at your captor demurely and situating your palms on your lap. He’s unforgiving, winding your hair around his fingers and violently pulling your mouth onto his twitching cock. 
You barely register what’s happened before the rumble of his groan reaches your ears. A quiet ‘fuck’. 
Then he’s pushing, using the heel of his palm on the curve of your skull to sink you down his length before you’re ready. Firm, velvety flesh hits the back of your throat and sends you reeling, tears welling in your eyes as you gag around him, attempting to draw back. 
“Stop,” he barks, the frigidity of his tone triggering sparks in your abdomen– so unlike König. He halts your retreat, shoving you forward onto his cock until your nose is buried in the thatch of dark curls at the base of his shaft. Salt burns in the back of your throat, and tears spill down your cheeks. There’s a gleam in his eye that tells you he’s grinning. 
“If you value the air in your lungs,” König murmurs, voice sticky and thick with arousal as he rocks his hips slightly, your nose bumping his pubic bone and the head of his dick nudging your at your gag reflex, “it’ll do you good to stay put.” 
Heaving breaths through your nose, you flinch as König raises his leather-clad palm. It strikes downwards, connecting with your cheek harder than you suppose you’d both anticipated– because König lets out a sadistic groan of bliss, head lilting to the side slightly as he tries to bury himself further down your throat. It crushes your nose into his abdomen, and you feel the skin stretched above the bridge wrinkle. 
“Shit–” you hear him heave, the fingers in your hair tightening mercilessly, “I felt that in my cock.” The murmured admission, a slight deviation from that character König was attempting to play. Glee buries itself at the base of your spine, pulses in your clit. 
“Again,” he snaps back into character, with his dick buried as far down your throat as possible. Again, he lifts his wrist, bringing it down with a brutal smack against your cheek. The skin prickles, and you heave against the intrusion of his cock until tears spill down your cheeks. 
König’s lungs rattle with the force of his growl. His eyes are dark behind the mask, pleasure swallowing the pretty jade-green of his irises and he watched you choke on his length. 
Of course he’s getting off on you kneeling in front of him, dick buried in your throat and making a mess of your work makeup— but he can feel the vibrations of his slaps in your mouth around him. It’s making his nostrils flare; you can hear it. 
“A-gain.”
The crack that sounds against your cheekbone this time makes you whimper with the pain that follows. König loses control of himself, it seems, grasping desperately at your skull to hold you in place while fucking into your throat wildly. His head rolls back, grip bruising as his whole body seems to seize. 
Cum spills down your throat, heavy and thick and plentiful. König sounds almost pained by the force his orgasm is ripped from him, groaning loudly and high pitched to your ears as you gag around him again, the squeezing of your throat muscles adding to his bliss. 
“Hah—“ he gasps, pulling himself from your mouth to allow you to breathe. It’s not pretty, the ridiculous sounds of your frantic breathing, but when König kneels in front of you and cradles you in his massive arms, you feel precious. Priceless. 
König presses kisses to your temple, pushes your hair from your face and tells you just that. 
“Meine Perle.” 
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radiance1 · 6 months
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Based off of the second reblogg made by this wonderful person @percyisawesome
Taking that idea.
So, the Nasty Burger explosion took place, killing everyone Danny loved an shi, then he defeats Dark Danny but Clockwork doesn't reset time so his friends and family still dead dead.
Then he gets captured by the GIW, experimented on and all of that shebang. Then, the GIW makes the decision to try and split him apart, which they succeed in doing because obviously the Fenton boy might be possessed by phantom instead of phantom pretending to be the boy.
So it works, but since ghosts are beings of pure emotions, Danny is just zapped of every human emotion. Nothing but a shell that runs on pure, undeniable logic. Which puts off the GIW, and causes them to hate Phantom even more, because it's obvious that Phantom did something to this poor, poor child who was forced into this very obviously without his input.
Then they just, drop Danny off in Amity Park. All alone, in a far too big and dangerous house with a dead family that he'll never see again. So, what does Danny do? He learns, going through each and every blueprint and file left behind by his parents before his death, even the unfinished blueprints he delves into, completes, even makes his own.
He learns everything dealing with weaponry against ghosts, then starts to learn how to hack into things, almost of par with Tucker but ever a step below him, he learns about plants and their poisons, from non-lethal to extremely deadly.
He learns, and he learns.
Distantly, in the back of his mind that he's tried to push out, is the overwhelming agony being projected to him through the bridge between him and phantom.
The separation of them may have stripped him of his emotions, but not his ability to make ambitions, nor stripped him of motivation.
When the GIW facility fell, it was the easiest thing in his life. They weren't expecting anyone to even know of their location, nor how to hack through their servers and mess with the security system or the power running through the facility. Their unpreparedness was Danny's gain.
The most logical and easiest outcome for the GIW to not be a threat anymore, would be death. So put to death they were, some parts of the facility were contaminated with toxic gas, other parts their own security system against them, or he exterminated them himself when they managed to encounter him.
He had a multitude of weaponry at his disposal hidden away on his body in the form of small trinkets. Ranging from knives, swords, guns, poison, explosives, gauntlets disguised as gloves, etc, etc. All of which, he used to raid the GIW facility and worked exactly to his calculations, letting him calmly walk through the halls and dispatching the stray few that managed to go his way.
He did not care for other ghosts, they were unnecessary in his calculations, whether they managed to escape or not in the oppurtunity he set was up to them. He only came here for one being, his other half.
Phantom.
When he found the cell keeping him contained and opened the door, he would imagine that if he were still capable of feeling, he would be experiencing a large of rage at what he saw. Instead, he cut off the chains keeping his other half fixed to the wall, tore off multiple strips of cloth to wrap around the various wounds on his body- most notable being a vivisection scar, and picked him up to carry outside, and away from the facility.
He already had everything he could've gotten from the database of this facility, but he would most definitely be coming back. The amount of high tech laying around would be a shame if rusted from disuse, especially when it would be impossible to acquire through his own means.
He might even move everything from the Fenton house over here, if only for shorter access to far better equipment.
A few days later, and he does just that. Cleaning up the entire facility- with added help from Phantom- and establishing it as his new base of operations. It's incredibly isolated, well hidden, and has multiple more defenses than just his parent's ghost defenses, defenses that he could use to make this place into a neigh-impenetrable fortress.
Phantom was relatively 'fine' with the move, after being persuaded by Danny. Though he has a high aversion to certain areas, which is understandable, with what he went through.
At the behest of Phantom, the lab coat he frequently wears is fitted more to be a cloak, and to complete the look, a highly advanced gas mask. Phantom said it was 'cool', and, well Phantom was the only one able to put dents in his logic to get his way when he really, really wanted to. Said lab coat was fitted with a high number of smaller- but extensively powerful- ghost shields, while his gas mask acted as a voice changer, an actual gas mask, and a literal laser (That to activate, it's mouth would 'open' and fire).
After Phantom recovered, he still had the ambition to be a hero, even though the threat of ghosts was at an all-time low. Danny would support him, of course, in anyway he wanted, but Danny would not join him.
His goal was to dissolve the Anti-ecto acts, so if that meant he had to drown his hands in the blood of others to achieve it, then so be it. Unfortunately, Phantom wouldn't allow him to harm the innocent, which he would account as collateral damage if it were to happen, so he would have to use different methods than the hostile takeover he used to claim ownership of their new base.
Besides, the Justice league, and the world of heroes, would be a major problem for said hostile takeover. A very true point, told to him by Phantom.
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blueflipflops · 10 months
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Blessed is The Fruit of Thy Womb III
Chapter 3: Then God Asked Cain,"Where is Abel, your brother?"
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Inspired by @cyrwrites 's prompt of Talia being pregnant from exposure to the Lazarus Pits.
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" Tt. How should I know? I'm not his keeper."
"Dami you just implied that you have a younger brother still in the hands of the League."
The Robin clicked his tongue again, frustration and familliar irrational anger building up inside him.
"It doesn't matter."
"Dami—"
"It. doesn't. matter."
Dick furrowed his eyebrows in concern as Damian quickens his pace towards the elevator, not wanting to continue the conversation.
When Damian first arrived he was angry, eager to prove his worth and word. It seemed that whatever Talia told him, didnt include Bruce having other sons than him. So finding out about this from not even the highly praised father he has, he had to be told of this by said not known brother.
He demanded Batman.
But there is no Batman. Bruce was dead declared missing for more than months now without any contact or notice. Dick has been relunctantly picking up the slack while juggling his own responsibilities as Nightwing back in Bludhaven. Its been a hard time and believe him, he has juggled before. Both literally and figuratively
When he tried to offer the robin mantle to him as maybe to calm him down a bit, he just got angrier and snippy. He rejected the offer but demanded to be trained for the whole duration of his 'stay'.
"I was sent here to be trained by batman and I won't leave until I finish my goal. If it has to be from batman's...successor then so be it."
Okay, that kinda hurt. He doesn't want to be Batman either y'know.
That was what he claimed as he strolled up jnto the mansion like he owned the place. Ever since then, Dick has organized a somewhat schedule for trainings that he deliberately stretched out at first to test him. Which is. Um. Wrong move. This only serves to piss him off more and more prone to lethal attacks.
Yeah. Okay. That attitude needs a little work.
He tried to rudely order around Alfred the first few days and just got more frustrated and angry when Dick scolded him for it. The kid doesn't even want to eat with them even if they lived together (although that might be stretching it a bit since Dick doesn't even live in the manor anymore.) He still try to include Damian in his activities with Tim (who doesn't seem to concern himself too much about the addition. Too occupied in proving that Bruce is still a-alive. ) , to get him out of his shell and maybe talk about what exactly is Talia thinking and what the actual fuck is going on with the LOA. With all the bull happening around with B's death and Tim's insitence on his non-death then him suddenly disappearing to who knows where and everything else the world decided to pile up on him recently.
Fuck. He's so not paid enough for this. In fact, he's not getting paid at all.
And that was 3 years ago, Tim came back with a clusterfuck of a report and possibly a few ill-advised stuff that he's turning a blind eye on. For now.
Tim brought back Bruce, (which is a whole other cans of worms Dick won't open. He will tho. He will. He will process this shit. Just not today. Nope.) declared that he has outgrown Robin, that he's trying his hand on a solo act and after a little help, Cardinal flew in the streets of Gotham. Dick is proud of his brother spreading his wings and leaving the nest but this leaves Damian with Bruce. While Bruce is still recovering, a new Robin picks up the slack. Dick and Damian were a team and the kid was so desperate to prove himself worthy of the mantle that he has been streching himself as thin as Dick lets him and while he follows orders, he's quick to taking advantage of all and any loopholes. If it weren't making his job 10x harder, he would've been amused of such a Robin Move. In all of those years, they grew close to each other, the kid even respects Tim now!
So when Damian mentioned—no, implied that he has another brother still back in LOA, no one can blame Dick for being blindsided.
"Dami. What brother?" He chased after the short feral child.
"Tch. I don't see how that's any of your business, Grayson." He gave him a derisive look as he pushed the button to lift back to the manor. "Your only use here is to instruct and teach me as is your responsibility as Father's succesor not meddle in my personal life. After Father has recovered, he shall continue my training and things would go as it should be." He gave Dick one last sneer before the door closed and a faint hum echoes out in the cave along with what he said.
A brother?!?!
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When Tim first met Damian Al Ghul Wayne, the demon brat tried to kill him. Which is. Just how his life is now, he guess. The kid was 4"6 beansprout with a sword and is not afraid to use it. Apparently, he tried to stab Dick the first time too. The kid is clearly delusional but after several blood tests Tim has had to admit defeat.
This brat really is B's kid and he hates him already.
This could be a plot.
Ra's would do anything to gain power over Batman and Gotham but mostly Batman.
It smells like a plot.
Dick couldn't get anything out of him other than that he was 'the Blood Son of Batman' and that he was sent here for Bat Training by Talia and he's not leaving. He also said something about his birthright to being the next Batman and being his robin. Which is. Yeah. Hurts a bit. He knows he hasn't been able to be Dick's Robin (oh the combination of those words) being too busy proving that Bruce is still alive. He knows it. But he's still Robin.
He's still Dick's Robin and Dick is not going to give the mantle away just because demon brat here throws a temper tantrum about it. But he did. Well, he didn't exactly but. He offered making Damian his robin. Tim knows logically, this would be the best plan of action given everything with them and then everything with him but he still can't help the sharp insecurity inside him.
But the brat did something surprising, given his whole rant of birthright blah blah blah. Tim wasn't really listening. He looked at Tim with such disgust and derisiveness and then looked away with a click of his tongue. Which is so uncalled for what the hell??? What the fuck did he do? The Batling even had the gall to look so offended for even offered the position he claims was always his. What the fuck.
He says he doesn't want a position already claimed by somebody else and suggested to create a new identity if he has to. Dick was quick to veto that. Thank god. The kid looks like a ten year old. A ten year old from hell, yeah but still. Even Tim was at least thirteen when he started the whole gig. It might not seem like a lot but three years is a BIG difference. Assassin training from birth or not.
The kid looked at Tim with pity and disgust that he doesn't even know why... well whatever but for some reason despite the hostility, the kid would not so subtly support him. Not that anyone else would notice if they weren't a bat, but the kid kinda grew on Tim despite his own attempts not to. And while Tim isn't Dick, he would like to think that they've grown on him too.
After returning with Bruce, a new vigilante identity, and one less spleen, Damian has finally and officially took over the Robin mantle. Despite the initial denial, he was quick to adapt into the role with a hidden child-like enthusiasm. Well. For an assassin raised kid in a role that allows him to beat up grown people in the streets every night. Thank god Dick has already given the kid numerous lectures on the "no killing" rule because Tim is so not doing that.
And no, he is not processing his little LOA escapade.
Although looking back at it, it seems a lot more suspicious with how Ra's was a lot more confident and smug. More... reckless yet defensive.
Of what exactly?
That question has been eating Tim up ever since he had a better headspace for it coming back and it has been driving him crazy. No matter what angle he mentally review everything that happened, Tim still can't for the life of him tell what exactly was Ra's hiding. No matter the connections nor channels he has gave anything away other than the fact that they've been training an heir but Tim already knew that with Damian in the picture and yet...
Something's missing...
When they found out that Red Hood was actually the deceased Jason Todd aka Robin II, Tim thought that was it. That was what was missing and try to bury it along with the annoyance, a bit of resentment, and his many broken bones as a result of that little... reunion of theirs.
Like seriously? An adult robin suit? Cringe, mr. Robin sir. Tim can't believe he idolized you. If it wasnt for the fact that Jason broke his jaw, he would've said something about how if he's gonna kill him wearing the robin suit then the least he could do is not be a coward and wear the original scaly panties. It's like as if nothing is sacred in this world anymore. Really.
After a while, Hood started working with... well not with them. But uh... adjacent might be a better term for it. Tim notices when Jason is strangely quick to startle when Damian is in the picture. It's only recently that Dick was able to convince him to switch to non lethal rubber bullets but before they had to dodge a ricochet of actual real bullets when Damian is near Jason. And the self proclaimed ex-crime lord won't even explain why he reacts to the shortstack like this. Very rude. It's like getting beaten to near death doesn't even have benefits or whatever.
It wasn't until another case that involves the reluctant team up between Cardinal, Red Hood and a likely not supposed to be here Robin, that Tim got a clue as to why. As usual, Hood somehow does not notice Robin and almost shot Tim. Again. For the fifth time this night. Jason said something about a pit demon or something fucking up something something. I'm sure this will all make sense tomorrow. But then Robin snaps back, geniunely offended. Something about how he's not a...
"A fucking what?!"
"Tt. A Lazarus Pit baby, Cardinal. Do keep up."
"Wait hold the fuck up. Hold the motherfucking fuck up. What the fuck do you mean your brother is a Lazarus Pit baby?"
At least Tim wasn't the only one getting a rug pulled under their feet tonight. A bit concerning how distressed Hood was sounding but Tim is flexible. He can handle this. Before he can ask many reasonable questions, Robin turned to glare at them. Impressive how a kid as short as him make Tim feel like he's being look down on when the brat has to crane his neck up high just to see their faces.
"Hood called me a pit demon. Which I am not."
Damn. Touchy. So he's got opinions on pit demons now. What even are pit demons? It certainly doesn't sound good. "
"Hood has trained with the League for a time, did he not? So he must have confused me for my... younger brother."
"The fuck are on about? I couldn't be more obvious that I'm talking to you."
"Wait. What brother?!"
"Robin what brother?!?!"
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My parents made me subscribe to christianity just so I can make fic titles like these
Damian + fam POV of Child of Lazarus Danny AU
A whole ass POV and setting change can be a bit disorienting especially with a time skip mixed in but at this point we moved away from the creepy cult and into a somewhat normal outside world. Damian has a slightly better relationship with his brother here at the same time a lot more distant than canon. Damian has been able to establish himself as Robin a bit later than canon and Tim was able to decide for himself to hand over the mantle and step out of the Robin training wheels. Didn't like the Red Robin name sorry its just as if Tim wasnt ready to part with robin just yet and hadn't had the time to find himself before making Red Robin. A bit of a fan of the Cardinal name for my boy which is also red.
Funny how Dami subconsiously called Danny a pit demon all these years when all his other brothers subconsiously called him that too. He's so offended its hilarious lmaoo
Also funny how Tim thinks about his relationship with Jason. For me I think Tim won't sink back in fear Jason cuz in the comics man Tim has been roasting the dude any chance gets like Jason hasn't been roasted enough. Love my cringefail asshole Jason. Would've love to punch him in the face.
This was supposed to have Jason and Bruce's POV too but it was getting too long. so. Yeah.
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doodlerh · 6 months
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a vampire and the vampire hunter he's in love with (SHOCKING)
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I MADE A PACT WITH MY ROOMMATE THAT WE WOULD GO TO SLEEP IN. NINE MINUTES SO ABBREVIATED LORE BELOW
vale is a vampire who was (unknowingly) raised in a vampiric cult that wanted to kill all humans (most vampires are generally chill and just wanna exist). this cult lived alongside a human village, and heath befriended vale (not knowing he's a vampire) and they were friends from like age 8
eventually the vampires attack and then abandon the ruined village (they forgot vale there bc they don't value family just their cause and he was weak), heath and vale were the only survivors and heath swears to kill every vampire to avenge his family and villagefolk. vale (just as lost and scared) goes with him
vale trusts heath (and has feelings for him) but is afraid that heath would kill him if he learns vale is a vampire, so he hides this for like 14 years. he keeps his mouth shut so much to hide his fangs that as a result he's nearly mute. to sate his thirst he kills small animals or drinks non-lethal amounts from cattle/etc. or slips into butcher shops. this doesn't fill him, since he needs human blood, but he doesn't think he can get away with that
OH also the black crosses are like their religion (church of the cross), heath has an earring and vale has a necklace and vale has huge religious Confusion bc vampires are deemed generally unholy and cringe and he feels unholy whenever he needs to do vampire things to survive </3
eventually, when [whatever], vale is exposed as a vampire. heath is horrified and to test if it's true he draws his silver dagger, which weakens vampires, and vale just crumples bc he can usually stand it but he's too panicked rn to withstand it. he starts cryin and beggin thinks heath will kill him but heath throws the dagger aside and just embraces him and cries so hard (see darker-colored comic). he's like all this time you've been hiding from me.,.,all this time were you really afraid of me and vale is like yes.,,.,,.and heath is like even if u killed everyone in our village i wouldn't lay a finger on you, bc ur my best friend ur my everything my babygirl almost. and they cry and hug and cry and hug and cry etc
heath is the first taste of human blood vale has since his childhood, and from then on heath gives him his blood once a month. heath is very strong so he recovers fast but vale always takes care of him. he gets sleepy and warm though because he's never been Full before and it's overwhelming. after he takes blood they nap :')
uhhh vale likes to listen to heath's heartbeat. once vale is full he has a little more color on him and also blushes n stuff, and also bleeds very little if he gets gravely hurt (but it's technically heath's blood). heath learns that getting vampired is like Really Hot, and also he begins to return vale's feelings when vale comes out of his shell and starts to smile/laugh and talk more. then they smooch great ok awesome
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the-nysh · 1 year
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By the way, if anyone was curious about any more organized close combat choreography from Stampede's ep12 finale, my short answer would be.....uhhhhh lmao, not really? :'D
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Except for a few familiar tonfa-gun parries while Vash deliberately shielded Meryl for her to escape (note how he takes his eyes off Knives for a moment to check back on her, likely his nonverbal signal she acknowledges from him to go), the close gunshot that Knives deliberately matrix-dodged away, and the cool midair backflip Vash did outside, the entire final boss 'fight' was pretty much the most elaborate 'disorganized' game of keep away + hot potato (with unleashed knife-throwing & gunslinging around a literal MacGuffin nuke) between two non-human siblings just going completely ham feral: biting, thrashing, slamming, bodily throwing, and kicking each other inelegantly all over the place. (Spiced with tons of 'rule of cool,' staged inside, outside, midair, and in space!)
It's notable because except for that one dodged shot it seemed like Vash aimed at Knives' neck(?) almost all of his shooting was purposely (characteristically) done to disarm and temporarily stun/stagger/disable at places like arms, shoulders, and legs etc to get Knives to slow down and back off. (That, and Knives was basically impervious to bullet wounds anyway, even the 'upgraded' shells with Plant markings.)
This is important because despite how fancy, powerful, and batshit dangerous it seemed, they were not fighting to kill each other. :O Yes, even Knives! Because if he really wanted to (aka if he was pure evil and didn't care about Vash, thankfully untrue), he could have chopped off Vash's other arm & legs (or worse) to get the thing he wanted, but no - that's not how he handled or approached the fight either, despite how pissed off and desperate he was. Most of the time (that I could see) he was thrashing his literal knives (long distance) around to shake him off (ex: grabbing his leg and tossing him) to get Vash to drop/lose his grip on the cube, and up close he was grabbing/flailing with his bare hands (no bared weapons--he kept those off, or even with any...actual technique?? lol Knives is not a trained 'human' fighter) trying to reach the thing while shouting/arguing in Vash's face. (Vash is the one who bit him in response, literally having both his hands full.)
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Noteworthy because even after studying gifs of the whole fight and rewatching the ep, not once did I ever catch a lethally aimed attack (with express intent to hurt or maim with malice) from Knives at Vash! :O (Knives' priority was aiming for the cube, not so much at Vash.) Unlike how he instantly slaughtered all the spectating soldiers in half who interfered (and hurt Vash.)
So that's right, the only damage Vash sustained was from the human soldiers who shot at him - at least twice across his chest and once thru his foot (see gifs, the rest his jacket looked bullet-proof, ricocheting off him), and the only damage Knives received was when he purposely threw himself into the final Angel Arm blast, against Vash's desperate pleading at him to stop. :'D Ohhh these poor tragic dysfunctional siblings who still very much care for each other...
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JK's Weverse live 2 Feb 2023
OMG OMG OMG.
JK man, what did you do to us?
4 hours of JK. 4 friggin' hours.
Before I dive into the abyss I will say that this post is based on multiple trustworthy translation accounts, seeing there is no official translation nor will there be for quite some time now (4 hr. live, lol). I will update if any changes need to be made (after the official translation comes out).
Also, This is a long ass post, so breach yourselves, get yourselves your favourite snacks sit down and enjoy the ride. So so much to come.
Starting with his:
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Knock knock, cheeky JK.
Let's sum up the 4 hours of the live shall we:
JK did the live in Brunnan.
JK's hair is long.
JK loves Bammi.
JK talked about his tattoos.
JK drank more beer than I could ever in one seating. Or maybe even 2 or 3 or 4...(I am a lightweight though).
JK was tired and still continued the live.
JK isn't working on his album at the moment, he's at home not doing much, well not working in any case.
RM commented a lot.
Tae commented a lot and got JK to do a live on IG that turned out to be pretty short, just surpassing his 7 min. live a few days back.
JK sang. A LOT.
JK sang Vibe. Twice. After calling JM cool, then adding Taeyang is cool too. He also gave us a little dance move.
Ooh, and we got JK singing Sam Smith's Unholy.
That's 4 hours in a nut shell I guess.
End of post.
Nah, gotcha.
We have tons to cover, so let's get it:
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JK starts the live telling us he's not really supposed to be doing a live, I told you, cheeky boy.
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Lol.
JK moves on to tell us he's not working on his album at the moment, and actually not doing much of anything at the moment.
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I'm all for it. After 10 years of working practically non stop, throughout his youth, he deserves this time off.
JK does say he's spending time alone, at times hasn't left the house for 6 days in a row.
And as the introvert that he is, and as the introvert that I am, I get him. Totally. I could stay at home for days and feel totally content.
Doesn't mean he's not doing anything though. He's doing what he wants to do as opposed as living by a schedule. Taking the time to watch shows, videos, clips he wants to watch is one of those things he told us he does. I just do hope he's in a good mind space. The past couple of years were not easy. The not knowing not easy. Knowing MS is around the corner not easy. Jikook having to adjust to the new reality not easy. He needs this rest and I'm happy he's getting it.
Makes me think though about those stories told of him going out on the town like going skiing or snowboarding or spending time with Tae all the time (I literally have an ask in my inbox telling me just that). Dunno, perhaps it's time for many to finally start questioning these unsubstantiated stories?
Now don't come at me. Not saying JK and Tae aren't close friends. They might be both meeting up occasionally and/or playing online games together all day everyday. What I'm saying is that I'm sick of unsubstantiated stories someone sprouts on Twitter turned into facts without any actual proof.
And it's always the TKK side of things - believing until proven wrong. Because when the shoe is on the other foot, aka JKK, the knee jerk reaction is to not believe until proven true.
Just a thought...
After JK talks about how long his hair has grown, and damn, it has grown so long, Bam makes an appearance. Bammi. How we missed him so.
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I truly think Bam deserves a whole post of his own, and I will give you one. I promise. Cause so many cute Bamkook moments, including a lethal Bam kiss.
JK's asked about Jin and says he thinks he's doing well and that he's in touch with them occasionally in their group chat. That same group chat many fans forget they actually have to communicate amongst themselves and not via their public IG accounts. That is when they don't communicate personally with each other privately.
JK brings up not seeing "Yoongi marry me".
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Vibe.
Next JK started with the karaoke. We got to enjoy JK's flawless voice throughout his live. But he started us off with Vibe.
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JK singing and dancing vibe on his live - all I've been living for the past couple of weeks, lol - singing it TWICE.
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This too deserves a whole separate post, and it probably will get one.
Saying that, JK with singing Vibe (do I have to remind he did it twice?) has now performed 7 of JM's songs while live or recording content.
JK continues to sing several songs by TXT, New Jeans, Seventeen, RM, etc. Like I said, karaoke night full blow (filling up the 4 hour live).
A list of his songs throughout the live can be found here:
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JK was asked if he has a tattoo on his back, to which he said he doesn't, only on his right arm.
We had a little JK-Army flirtation going on, as per usual, lol.
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Mr. Jeon Jungkook also thinks maybe he's the next to get appendicitis. I sure hope he's wrong.
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And that at 25 yo he's getting old.- everything hurts. Why am I not surprised (man cannot do anything half way).
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RM popped in to visit JK's live, a little drunk perhaps, lol.
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And JK...
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Next comes the thing everyone has been literally waiting for...
The tattoos.
I know this will be twisted and turned and I feel sorry for the accounts with their anons open, cause this, not surprisingly, is turning into to a shit storm...
There are a few translations out there, most not full ones, and others pretty unreliable.
So, I'm still on the lookout for a reliable full translation for these. I've found a couple that feel like they have an agenda.
I did find this one, a full translation that seems to be more or less on the up and up - lines up with all the bits and pieces I've found in the accounts I do trust.
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One specific tattoo JK neglects to talk about is the eclipse tattoo. Unintentional you think? I think not.
So, let's get down to what we really came for, eh? His hand tattoo. The talk of the town.
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I know JK said the J is for JK. JK and Army.
Loud and clear, right?
But is it?
Is JK sharing the whole story with us?
Why then on the ring finger?
Why over the M?
Why not allow anything come between the two?
Also funny, as @jaksal pointed out, how for JM's birthday in 2021 for some reason the J and M were kept apart, distanced, quite like the J and M on JK's finger. Apart but not parted (mostly).
Another question I can't help but ask is since when does J stand for JK? Really. Please tell me when was the first or last time JK ever referred to himself as J.
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Jungkook calls himself JK. He is referred to by others as JK. When he writes his name in Roman letters he writes JK. Never J.
On top of that, why not put the J over the A? Would make more sense, J + Army from the start...
And if he decided to put the crown over the A, which he did, then why not put the J over any other finger other than the actual ring finger that happened to make a lovely clear and constantly touched up and darkened JM?
Could JK share the whole story with us even if he really wanted to?
JK in essence debunked the story that Army were living for since 2019 - that Army with the J stood for all the 7 members of BTS. The A inverted standing for V.
Yes, he said the J is for JK, but could he say he added the J on his ring finger over the M to make JM? The only one out of all of the members he decided to tattoo onto his skin, have on his hand for all to see?
Telling us J over the M on his ring finger stood for JM would be literally outing the two as a queer couple. No ifs ands or buts.
And you can't say the same about him telling us army is army. Because admitting army was for all the members wouldn't put him in a queer relationship with one of the members, all while having JM on his ring finger would seal the deal on that.
So what did JK do talking about his tattoos? He omitted the JM, and the eclipse - the two specific known tattoos that can link him directly to JM (and if the eclipse had nothing to do with JM why not talk about it too?).
Oh, and I know what comes next -
Being asked "are you calling him a liar?"
Heck no.
But telling a necessary untruth, or embellishing the truth, or omitting some facts, or perhaps the right way of seeing it is giving us the acceptable excuse.
Nope. Not lying. But all the above... yeah, that.
Seriously, take a second to think clearly. What was he supposed to do? Really? Admit that the J and M are connected and mean JM?
I've been seeing people talking about how JK didn't realise what he was doing. That he didn't see the placement came out like JM. Please give me a break. Do they really have such low regard for JK?
The man that came up with this:
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Wouldn't realise the J placed over the M makes JM - Jimin. Ha-ha-ha.
With or without the next paragraph, JK knew what he was doing.
But if we do trust this specific translation, JK points out that he placed the crown over the A. Thoughtfully. Intentionally. Do we really think he wouldn't have had the same thought process with the J?
Please don't insult JK's intelligence.
And if you wonder what K-JKKs are thinking:
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And being harassed and bullied and bad mouthed for speaking their minds. How familiar...
Oh, and just in case we forgot, during the live JK made sure we'll remember how he refers to Jimin... starting to actually say the actual name and then intentionally changing it up to JM. See for yourselves.
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And if you are even interested to know what my 21 yo army non Jikooker daughter's reaction was to the whole Army and J tattoo explanation (you're getting either way)...same daughter that told me the army stood for all members and we argued about it many a times.
You know what she said to me?
"Well, what do you expect him to say? That it's JM? Of course he can't say that".
EXACTLY!!
He can't say it.
So, if I haven't made myself clear by now I'll say it once more with feeling:
The combination of the J and the M on JK's ring finger stands for JM.
Again, I don't think JK is lying. But he's omitting.
The J could definitley be there to not only mean JM but him as well, which would make it even more romantic, if you will. The J and the M, JK and JM marked on his ring finger. If that's not commitment idk what is.
Then Tae joined the fun.
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So, JK started the live.
Full untranslated live here (couldn't find a reliable translated one on YT just yet):
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JK getting up mid live, to get something?
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comes back and still talk for a few minutes, to each other (?) and that's it.
Not much was going on there.
Not gonna say the D (disconnected) word, cause y'all gonna come down my throat.
What was kind of obvious is that no, they no bumping knees. Two mates talking. To each other, next to each other, sometimes the first, sometimes the other.
When you are asking to have a live but then reduced to play with the filters cause the convo, it just ain't flowing, all to end the live after around 10 minutes (I think only around half of that was them talking to each other)...
I'd say reach your own conclusions.
The apartment
Before moving on let's talk a little about the apartment shall we?
We know who is on the lease of Brunnan.
We know it's furnished with some of the dorm's furniture (I'm not 100% sure, but that lounge sure looked like the dorm lounge).
Walls bare.
Clothes rack empty.
What looked like his coat maybe lying on the lounge next to him.
This time he was prepared with a chilled beer glass (after the tea cup wine drinking debacle, lol).
Let's get real here.
Could he be living there? Sure he could. Spending days on end in a bare, cold, lifeless apartment with zero character.
Could he be living elsewhere, let's say somewhere where we aren't even shown anything other than the tv screen? Sure he could. But not on paper. Not officially.
Could two grown men that literally aren't allowed to be in a queer relationship starting the second they enlist need to have official/public known separate addresses, and perhaps there is another place, kept secret, where they can spend most of their time together their privacy guaranteed? Knowing there are still queer couples in SK that live that way, my answer to that will be yes.
Do we know for sure? Heck no. And that, my friends, is the whole idea. We're not supposed to know, as much as our curiosity kills us.
Just a couple of more things and we're done. Phew...
We had this:
JK likes cute
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Just in case we weren't aware of it, once again JK confirms that his type is cute. Since forever.
Cute has JK giggling.
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Cute has JK drooling.
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Another one that deserves it's very own post. So much to do...
Note to self: you asked for Jikook content, don't complain now that you got some.
Sam Smith's Unholy
I'm going to end this long ass post with some JK singing and dancing to Sam Smith's Unholy.
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Because how better to end this with a diva JK?
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Of course he'll know the choreo.
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vicsy · 1 year
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a 1.4k Strollonso ficlet in this trying time. some slightly tenderhorny introspection, really.
It’s in the way every living soul keeps patronizing him. 
It’s in the way, when Sebastian says his heartfelt goodbyes at the end of the season party, he clasps Lance’s shoulder and bids him good luck for the year to come. It has nothing to do with him driving; it’s about who he’ll be driving with. 
It’s in the way his father never gave him the talk but when Fernando Alonso gets signed to Aston Martin, Lawrence sits him down and they talk for an hour or two, touching on the entire history of the F1 that Lance knows already, for the love of god, and he’s pretty miserable by the time his dad sings praises to Fernando’s skills, underlining his holy like importance to the team. 
It’s in the way he can’t fucking log on twitter in the off-season without being hit by a barrage of insanity and, frankly, poorly made memes created to feed a certain narrative while Lance hasn’t even met Fernando in the role of his new teammate, even though they’ve shared the grid for years. 
Lance doesn’t really care; that is, basically, his whole brand and he lives the good life, untethered and unbothered, surrounded by wealth, love, a particular thrill.
And yet. 
Fernando Alonso is a perpetual wildcard and Lance builds his attitude around this little image, prepared for some sort of psychological warfare but it never happens. Fernando is in his space every day — testing, meetings, strategy planning; once at a get-along dinner his father planned. Lance should be bored and bitching his way out but he’s stuck with this enigma of a man, sitting in front of him, sharing a meal and some wine while Lawrence explains the unexplainable things the team did to the car. 
His mind wanders to the reasons he’ll be brushed off this season, just a young brat racing alongside a living legend again but then Fernando raises a toast and Lance’s name falls off his lips with that lilting accent and– 
It’s the wine or something in the air or a shell inside his chest that cracks open to let a little light in, all while Fernando talks, spilling niceties and compliments, and that image Lance built somewhat falls apart. 
Maybe it’s because Fernando hasn’t run him off the track yet or glared at him in a way some people that have been around long enough call a death stare; maybe Lance hasn’t spent enough time in his company to earn a reputation, to become a part of the feud that’ll go down in history. So many teams, he knows, have fallen by the wayside over less. 
Oh, but it’s such a good play because Fernando has eyes only for him like the rest don’t exist, and Lance finds himself caught like a fly in a glue trap, an object of his sole undivided attention, and Esteban fucking warned him profusely, that’s how Fernando operates. Lures you into a manic little game only he can win. 
And all those precautions are mushed together in Lance‘s brain, he knows, he knows but Fernando’s usual sharpness doesn’t cut him into bits and pieces, the lack of malice he was preparing to meet like an unwanted guest non-existent in the space between them, in the constant close proximity. It’s confusing and Lance is a shit actor. He can’t bring himself to feign ignorance or pretend to put on the face of someone he’s not. 
The picture everyone paints of Fernando is skewed, so when Lance catches a glimpse of his true colors, all of his plans to stick it to the man burst at the seams, crumbling like a house of cards. 
For all of Lance’s naivety, for how easily he follows down that narrow path, it’s a rush no money can buy. A touch here, a not-so-friendly pat there, a show of teeth in a smile that is lethal and Lance knows Fernando wants a taste, craves to do so much more, something unspeakable, something that could turn into the nastiest paddock gossip to this day but it’s exhilarating — knowing he does that to a man by simply existing. Knows that, maybe, he wants it, too. 
And it doesn’t take them long to fall into the bed together or, rather, it’s Lance who falls, perhaps for some elaborate scheme Fernando is running on him because who is he if not a villain with a plan for mayhem. 
And yet. 
It’s in the way Fernando softly kisses both his wrists, carefully thumbs at the bandages, smoothing them with furrowed brow, and Lance feels like he might get shattered by that fondness reserved just for him. 
It’s in the way he makes a face at another flock of reporters, forever annoyed by the implications they keep oh so implicit, but a private smile tugs at the corners of his lips the moment Fernando appears behind him, a palm splayed wide on the small of his back, his own smile shark-like when he says how great Lance is doing, how the team is proud of the work he puts in. 
It’s in the way he feels more than an heir to the old money, more than his privilege and some character quirks that label him as spoiled when they are alone, Lance’s long legs pillowed in Fernando’s lap and the lights are dimmed with just a TV on. He makes a dumb joke, fighting a flutter in his chest, and Fernando laughs unabashedly, swatting his thigh while all the jostling causes his phone to slip between the couch cushions, the old race reruns playing out muted in the background. 
And every time Fernando pushes into him unhurriedly, surrounded by the faceless hotel room walls, it washes away everything Lance is constantly bottling down inside; the little flame burns brighter with each languid thrust, with a hand between his shoulder blades, with a kiss placed at the back of his neck. Fernando holds him through it insanely close as Lance pants into the pristine white sheets, wet from stray tears and come, patches soaked through under his trembling knees. 
And every time Fernando gets rough with him, hand coming down hard on his reddened ass because Lance had been in a mood, riling Fernando up, giving as good as he gets, to the point where he ends up bent in half, cock straining and weeping from each slap, each word reaching his ears seeped in unearthly lust. The breakneck speed of a racing car doesn’t quite match the adrenaline hit, doesn’t reduce Lance to whimpers and croaky moans, doesn’t push him to the edge of begging. 
And every time Fernando spends what feels like hours cleaning him up and licking traces of his orgasm off Lance’s skin before plopping down next to him, sweaty and out of breath, sucking a mark into his neck, Lance feels like his floating, finally out of his head. Fernando teases him with a twinkle in his eyes, forever kind where he looks at him, and Lance playfully bites his shoulder in return, then smiles into the pillow before sleep claims him, a heavy arm thrown over his waist, grounding him. 
And it’s Fernando, Fernando, Fernando — every time, all the time, and Lance finds himself suddenly caring, wanting, feeling like he doesn’t wish for it to end, ever. Like losing at this game they play is worth having a life inside a life; something real and fragile and raw encapsulated between who they both are to the outside world. 
And yet. 
It spins out of control like a car on a wet track, rules to the game Lance never bothered to learn forgotten and discarded, but he knows, among the sound of the engine running, the buzzing lamp in the meeting room, or the commotion just before a race. He knows, somewhere among all the sneaking around, stealing time together under the guise of team building, the false pretense got stripped away from Fernando’s actions. Lance knows, dares to look past the man behind a legacy, past a villainous haze. 
It’s in the way Lance knows they’ve abandoned the chase, the thrill, or it left them without as much as a warning. 
It’s in the way Lance seeks Fernando out with his eyes only to find him already staring at him, reading his features like an open book, his heart beating out of sync.
It’s in the way there is no turning back but Lance only looks forward and Fernando is holding his hand over the car console, squeezing his knee under the table at dinner while no one is looking, embracing him from behind with a kiss to his bare shoulder blade while the ribbons of morning light stream through the kitchen window. 
It just leaves Lance wondering. 
How can someone love so loud, so deafening, without a single word. 
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I’ve gotten designs down for older Raph and Mikey, I still haven’t figure out donnie send help.
Raph’s design is more for direct combat, so I gave him more spikes on his shell and elbows. The knee pads are hinged and turn into blades when he lifts his leg up, he also has an Oni mask now because I like the night watcher but I honestly thought it was too boring and standard sci-fi for the 2012 turtles that were raised traditionally by Splinter. I feel like when Raph gets older his temper properly mellows out and he separates himself from his angry ninja side with the extra mask. When it’s off he’s Raphael but when it’s on he’s a monstrous vengeful ninja.
Mikey’s design is more for being a traditional ninja and suited to moving fast and quietly. After a few missions where Mikey got injured a few too many times for his brothers liking Donnie gives him smoke bombs to use to escape from big fights. Mikey can now use these to create combat opportunities for the rest of his brothers and allies. When he gets older he and Donnie start using toxins and poison for ranged combat as well as close combat. I gave Mikey sleeves and pants because he can hide things like armor Donnie makes for him and poison darts and kunai. Mikey has lethal and non lethal poison by the times he’s in his late 30’s.
The colored bits on their shells are a special type of resin that Donnie made to strengthen and repair their damaged shells.
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CE: Yaoyorozu makes herself a human shaped suit/armor/shell to use when she needs to be solid again. Being Yaoyorozu, she often dissolves the thing to remake it in different style. Sometimes she looks like living armor. Sometimes she's a clockwork automaton. Other times she just makes herself look like a robot.
This is absolutely something that she can do.
Personally I feel as though she could train herself up to being decently solid--I guess the closest comparison I have is gelatin or something like that--where she'd still be largely liquid but she'd be solid enough to interact with things normally. Of course, figuring out how to do that and maintain it takes time and effort, and she'd have to basically relearn all forms of motion from scratch while the CE is happening.
I'd also point out that being totally solid via controlling armor, while cool, is generally less useful than being a nigh-indestructible slime.
But it's also an easy way to replicate human movement while figuring out how the new body works, so there's that, too.
I'd also like to posit that she can (non-lethally) possess bodies like the Sludge Villain can, though I don't see this coming up
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the-garbanzo-annex-jr · 3 months
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by Caroline Glick
Two underlying assumptions guided Israel’s security establishment for the past generation. The first asserted that with the end of the Cold War, the era of conventional wars had ended. In the present age, brains, rather than brawn, would rule the roost.
The primary author of the “small and smart IDF” doctrine was Ehud Barak, who served as Chief of General Staff of the Israel Defense Forces when the Berlin Wall crumbled. In later years, the slogan was finessed.
A generation of IDF Chiefs of General Staff organized around the vision of a “small, technological and lethal army.”
As Maj. Gen. Yitzhak Brick, (retired) who served as the IDF ombudsman for ten years, has documented, operating under the spell of Barak’s doctrine, the IDF shut down multiple reserve divisions. It cut its artillery forces by 50%. Armored brigades were shut down. The reserve force was reduced by 80% between 2003 and 2017. The non-commissioned officer corps was gutted. The bulk of the IDF budget and nearly all the U.S. military aid were diverted to the Air Force—the strategic arm of the “small, technological and lethal” IDF.
The doctrine was repeatedly exposed as a farce. But to no avail. The air force didn’t defeat the Palestinian terror factories in Judea and Samaria in 2002. The ground forces did. The air force never had a response to missiles from Hezbollah to the north and Hamas to the south. Without regional brigades defending the borders, Israel’s “peacetime” borders with Jordan on the east and Egypt at its west became highways for weapons smugglers.
Brick’s warnings fell on deaf ears until the “small, smart army” fallacy was obliterated by Hamas invaders on Oct. 7. Israel’s multi-billion shekel “smart fence” was felled by bulldozers. Its automatic response system was obliterated by RPGs. Hundreds of soldiers manning these worthless technological wonders were slaughtered or kidnapped. Everything failed.
A microcosm of all things oppressive
This brings us to the second underlying assumption that guided Israel’s security establishment for the past generation. This assumption, also championed by Barak, asserted that Israel’s most important strategic asset was the United States.
Leaving aside the obvious fact that a strategy of dependence on an outside actor effectively gutted Israel’s national independence, on the surface, Barak’s dependence concept seemed reasonable.
The Americans rescued Israel with its weapons airlift in the 1973 Yom Kippur War. In 1992, the United States was the sole global superpower. Because Israel was seen as Washington’s “mini-me,” countries worldwide lined up to be friends with Israel, which they perceived as the gateway to Washington. The vast majority of Americans supported Israel. U.S. military aid to Israel enjoyed wide bipartisan support.
Under the spell of Barak’s U.S. dependence doctrine, Israel gutted its domestic military production capabilities. Nearly everything that it had produced domestically—from uniforms to rifles to bullets, to artillery and tank shells—was shut down. Thousands of military industry workers lost their jobs. Knowledge was lost. The contracts moved to the United States. Even projects developed jointly by Israeli engineers financed by America were transferred to the United States for production. So it happened that Israel’s Iron Dome missiles are solely produced in the United States.
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Since February 24, 2022, no country has donated a larger share of its GDP to the Ukrainian war effort than Estonia has. Given the tiny Baltic state’s Soviet-era experience of life under Moscow’s domination, that level of generosity is not difficult to understand. The Insider recently traveled with two high-level Estonian officials on a tour of the front in Ukraine. The experience underscored just how deeply Russia’s other neighbors understand that the failure to properly arm Ukraine is already placing the European Union’s security in jeopardy.
“If all countries did what Estonia was doing, we’d be in Moscow by now,” Mikhail, the commander of a Ukrainian infantry unit currently deployed in Robotyne, told The Insider, only half joking. We’re meeting Mikhail at an undisclosed location to the north of his unit’s positions, roughly 20 kilometers behind the frontline.
It’s one of the last stops on a three-day tour of the front, with The Insider joining Estonia’s Ambassador to Ukraine, Annely Kolk, and Marko Mihkelson, Chairman of the Foreign Affairs Committee of the Estonian Parliament. The trip coincides with what one Ukrainian officer described as the “toughest fighting since the beginning of the full-scale invasion.” As we saw and heard for ourselves, Ukrainian forces are suffering acute ammunition shortages while attempting to hold off an enemy that is stubbornly determined to advance, regardless of the human cost.
The trip has been arranged by a Ukrainian-Estonian group of volunteers, who run the “One Team, One Fight Foundation.'' They’ve been delivering non-lethal military aid to Ukrainian soldiers across the country for nearly two years. The foundation’s director, Dmitro Drey is an affable Ukrainian originally from Luhansk who speaks the heavily accented Russian common for a native of the Donbas region; its co-founder is Harri, an Estonian ex-soldier. Both men have traveled hundreds of thousands of kilometers across Ukraine delivering desperately needed military equipment to frontline units.
Most foreign dignitaries, understandably, will never come as close to the fighting as Drey and Harri do. Many of them would never leave Kyiv or Lviv to travel incognito in inconspicuous, unarmoured vehicles without a security escort. But for both Kolk and Mihkelson, the importance of speaking to Ukrainian troops in person — to get a firsthand understanding of the war — outweighs the not inconsiderable risk. For long periods of time, we were well within Russian artillery range, and the sound of incoming shelling was a disconcerting constant.
For Mihkelson, a reserve officer in the Estonian armed forces, speaking directly to Ukrainian soldiers enables him to better understand the situation on the battlefield, enabling him to be a more effective advocate for the increased provision of Western aid. For Kolk, trips like this one are part of her diplomatic mission. “I’m ambassador to all of Ukraine, not just the capital,” she says. “Sitting in Kyiv gives you an unrepresentative picture of this war.”
And the ambassador is right. Unlike last winter, this year Kyiv has experienced no blackouts and no loss of water supply. The atmosphere on the streets remains relatively calm. If it weren’t for the air attacks — which rarely penetrate the excellent Western-supplied air defense network guarding Ukraine’s largest city — a visitor could be forgiven for forgetting that Kyiv is the capital of a country fighting for its survival.
It’s different in Druzhkovka, 20 kilometers from the battle. Here the sound of artillery is constant, and yet, as in Kyiv, people continue to go about their lives the best they can under the circumstances. A mother and her child walk in a nearby park, while city maintenance workers prune trees. It is a surreal picture. Military aid is distributed to soldiers that have recently come back from their positions in nearby Chasiv Yar, and Kolk and Mihkelson get to hear about the situation in the trenches.
The situation is bleak. Nearly every unit we speak to says that Ukrainian troops are outmanned and outgunned, facing extreme ammunition shortages as they attempt to hold the line against an enemy with an almost suicidal determination to advance.
It’s not difficult to make the direct connection between broken Western promises and the current difficulties on the front line. According to Mihkelson, a lack of Western strategic vision is also to blame. “There’s no clear understanding of how this war should end in Washington or Berlin,” he argues. “We rarely hear that Russia must be defeated on the battlefield.” The constant slow-walking and incremental provision of aid, particularly from the United States, clearly frustrates him. “Why don’t they send some of their own F-16s? They have so many!” Mihkelson says, referring to the American decision not to supply their own fighter jets to Ukraine, instead relying on European allies such as Norway, Denmark, and The Netherlands. “Or the ATACMS missiles that are just sitting in warehouses waiting to be decommissioned.”
The limitations and conditions under which the West has supplied weapons to Ukraine also come in for criticism. In Mihkelson’s words, demands that Kyiv refrain from using Western-supplied weapons to strike targets inside Russia’s internationally recognized borders is akin to asking Ukraine to “fight this war with both hands behind their backs.” It is an opinion commonly shared amongst the Ukrainian troops we spoke to.
As infantry commander Mikhail noted near Robotyne, Estonia’s commitment to the Ukrainian cause stands out. The Baltic country of less than 1.5 million has donated a staggering 3.6% of its GDP in bilateral aid to Ukraine since January 24, 2022, easily the most generous country by this metric (for comparison, the United States has donated 0.32%). “We know this war is existential,” Kolk tells The Insider, explaining Estonia’s high level of support. It is an understanding that permeates every level of the Estonian government. Given the country’s direct experience of Russian imperialism, there is a widespread belief in Tallinn that if Putin is not stopped in Ukraine, Estonia could very well be his next target.
The same is true for Estonia’s neighbors Latvia and Lithuania, both of which have also donated significant amounts of military support to Ukraine while imploring their European and NATO allies to take the threat of further Russian aggression more seriously. For years, the NATO strategy for defending the Baltic states followed the “tripwire” approach — having small numbers of international troops forward deployed to the alliance’s eastern flank not in order to successfully defend against an invasion, but to ensure that any Russian incursion would risk inflicting casualties on British and American active duty personnel, thus bringing the full force of those two military powers into the conflict. But of course, in the event of an actual Russian invasion, the arrival of help from points further west could not have come immediately. “The ‘tripwire’ policy would have left our country occupied by Russian forces,” Mihkelson explains.
The experience of Ukraine under Russian occupation, along with the effectiveness with which Russia has used threats of nuclear “escalation” to delay Western aid deliveries — from the United States and Germany in particular, Mihkelson notes — have led the Baltic States to begin constructing a defensive line of bunkers and fortifications along their countries’ borders with Russia. The importance of Russia not being allowed to quickly take territory, illegally annex it, and then hide behind a nuclear shield is now well understood. Questions of whether an American President would risk nuclear retaliation to support a European NATO ally date back to the Cold War, and the defensive line currently under construction is an attempt to prevent that question from ever having to be answered.
Both Kolk and Mihkelson express frustration at how long it has taken some of Estonia’s allies to appreciate the danger Russia presents to its neighbors. “The West has massively underestimated the threat Russia poses, at all levels,” Kolk argues, paying particular attention to the Kremlin’s information warfare operations. “Here in the Baltics we’ve seen it for years. Russia tries to claim Russian speakers are ‘oppressed’ in our countries, but the truth is Russians living in Estonia have more rights than Russians living in Russia.”
Mihkelson highlights the pattern of Western passivity towards Russia that, in his estimation, led to the current full-scale war in Ukraine. “There seems to be little understanding in many Western capitals that Russia is fundamentally attempting to overturn the current world order,” he says. “This is not only about Ukraine,” he adds, drawing lessons from recent history. “We’ve seen continued weakness in the West’s response to Russia, from the invasion of Georgia, to Obama’s ‘red line’ in response to chemical weapons attacks in Syria. That was clearly a moment when Putin detected weakness.” He notes that, when confronted, Russia has almost always backed down. “We’ve seen so many ‘red lines’ Russia themselves have set down, and then backed away from, when they’ve been crossed,” Mihkelson says.
Towards the end of our tour of the frontline, we arrive at a position close to the town of Orikhiv, north of the highly contested settlement of Robotyne. As we pull up, an M142 HIMARS rolls out towards its firing position. In a testament to the ammunition shortage, only one of its six launch tubes is loaded with a GMLRS rocket. Several groups of Ukrainian soldiers arrive at the meeting point simultaneously. Two young servicemen who hadn’t seen each other for months hug upon realizing that the other is still alive.
Kolk clearly finds the experience emotional. “At that moment I felt I couldn’t hold back tears anymore. My own son is 21,” she says. “I cannot imagine him greeting his friends in such a way.” Except if Estonia’s continuing support for Ukraine demonstrates anything, it is that Kolk, Mihkelson, and hundreds of thousands of other Estonians can all too well imagine that, if Ukraine does not receive the military aid it needs, then the ambassador’s son really could be greeting his friends in exactly the same way in the not-too-distant future.
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RotTMNT Episode Timeline: Season 1
My 6th timeline so far, seems the least flawed at the moment so I’m going to post it. Reasoning under the cut!
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Turtle Tots
-happens pre series
Mystic Mayhem
-first official episode in the series
-they didn’t go out trying to be heroes, but are proud of being heroes when they accomplish one (1) thing (not important, but adorable)
Origami Tsunami
-either the second or third episode, no later than that
-introduces them deciding to become heroes, but doesn’t introduce their characters the way mystic mayhem does
War and Pizza
-no turtle tank or other mutated villains mentioned
-raph’s powers are very new to where he can’t activate them, mustve just gotten his weapon
-COULD be before origami tsunami because April gets fired then is looking for a new job, but I am unsure, and it’s easier to say origami comes first
Donnie's Gifts
-is pre tank, meat sweats also seems to be their first encounter with a mutant in a villain capacity
Newsworthy
-HAS to happen early, because this is pre hypno part deux which is also pre tank
Minotaur Maze
-HAS to also happen early, because again, pre tank reveal
Shell in a Cell
-I put it here for another introduction to happen early, but namely after Minotaur Maze cause raph and leo have some unresolved tension by the end of that episode that could’ve added more fuel to the fire in this episode, where they finally resolve the issues
Repo Mantis
-HAPPENS AT THE SAME TIME AS HYPNO PART DEUX
-spans about 4 days
Hypno! Part Deux!
-HAPPENS AT THE SAME TIME AS REPO MANTIS (during one of the 4 days)
-raph and leo have made up fully yay!
The Gumbus
-The turtle tank is a massive undertaking, so my HC is that Donnie isn’t in this episode cause hes working on it (maybe raph is doing some heavy lifting for don)
-the other non-Donnie episodes don’t work due to other plot things stopping them (you got served is later in season 1, nothing but truffle has to be AFTER Lou Jitsu the game)
-also, an introduction episode, which makes sense earlier in the season
The Purple Jacket
-if Donnie had a fully functional turtle tank full of lethal weapons, why would the purple dragons NOT steal it?
-and if they didn’t steal it, why would don depend on april’s bike for transport and not a shell hog??
-has to be pre tank, but my hc is near the finish of the tank, cause riding in april’s bike reminds Donnie why he wants a tank so bad
The Fast and the Furriest
-TURTLE TANK REVEAL
-has to be BEFORE every episode with the tank (a pretty good number of them) so is early series but has several buildup episodes before it
Down with the Sickness
-splinter gets sick cause of meat sweats
-could go basically anywhere but I like it here
Mascot Melee
-weird to put right after don gets mad at his dad, but down with the sickness likely provides a week or a few between the episodes before n after, since splinter now has to take care of his 4 sick sons
-taking care of said sick sons likely makes his robe fucked to all hell
-while splinter does mention training them, implying the episode happens later, this episode HAS to happen pre bug busters due to the appearance of the mascot mutants in bug busters
The Longest Fight
-Is clearly the second encounter with the foot the boys have had, given their overconfidence taking them on and raph’s confusion/dialogue about them not stealing paper
-this episode also introduces the motive of the foot, which tv show story wise, should happen earlier
-could be after bug busters but I think it’s before
Bug Busters
-introduces big mama/the hotel
-is early series, but all the mutants pictured by big mama as well as the tank must happen before this episode
-This means it has to happen after Turtle Tots, Mystic Mayhem, Origami Tsunami, Donnie's Gifts, Newsworthy, Minotaur Maze, Repo Mantis, Hypno! Part Deux!, The Fast and the Furriest, and Mascot Melee due to either meeting the pictured mutant or the tank timeline
WARNING: TIMELINE GETS LESS SURE THIS POINT ONWARD
(I begin placing things that make more sense based on a story, less based on physical evidence such as cameos/appearances)
Stuck on You
-after bug busters when leo goes rogue and they’re barely able to agree on a plan, raph decides they need to team build!
-thus… this
Mrs. Cuddles
-happens likely before nothing but truffle, and cloak and swaggart as this is an intro episode
-I put here cause don isn’t working on shelldon yet but can go anywhere basically? It’s the first reference that splinter isn’t just the lazy fat man he seems to be
-splinter and raph hanging out likely helped uplift him after being sad in stuck on you, plus prank could be revenge for doing that to the poor boys
Race
-I just put it earlier in the series cause of leo’s portaling inability. Def happens in season 1 cause of mayhem
Pizza Pit
-has to happen before Bullhop and Claok and Swaggart
-putting here cause after the first failed attempt at team bonding, clearly raph needed to make up for the discomfort of the stuck on you episode. Also pizza week!
May 2018: Bullhop
-happens in either May 2018 or January 2019, but I think season 1 is supposed to be entirely in 2018?
-the date is based on the calendar we see. We essentially see almost an entire week, and can determine the 6th is on a Sunday with the 12th on the next Saturday. Then look at the months in 2018 where those numbers fall on those days!
-pre smart lair, cause otherwise shelldon would’ve likely been seen trying to clean up bullhops mess
-episodes between this and bug busters were likely harder for leo to enjoy cause of his guilt about bullhop, he decides they have to help him (he regets)
Hot Soup: The Game
-casey intro episode
-seems mid show, but has to be before nothing but truffle and all other casey episodes
Smart Lair
-donnie made shelldon! Woo! He didn’t like cleaning up after bullhop it was a nightmare
The Evil League of Mutants
-reawakening of splinter’s body dysmorphia but also him beginning to try to be a better dad
-them finding out LJ is their dad
-Draxum’s motives changing from mutate all the humans and destroy his sons to find dark armor
Late Fee
-splinter gives sons a simple task n offers hugs. Is post shell in a cell, but other than that? Just. Can go anywhere again. I put it here.
Sparring Partner
-after evil league of mutants, raph wanted to spar more than his brothers usually want to. He got an idea from all the foot soldiers thus, this episode!
-has to happen post LJ: the game cause of casey
Nothing But Truffle
-has to be post Lou Jitsu: the game cause mikey goes on his own without raph, likely after he yelled at raph dr delicate touch style for bursting in on his first solo mission
Man Vs. Sewer
-is pre shadows of evil cause of the reference to “shady past” in terms of splinter: they don’t know his ID yet
-post evil league cause of crab brothers
Mind Meld
-has to be post shelldon and post purple dragons
-here cause donnie’s frustration at his brothers for stealing tires could carry over to why he wanted to fundamentally change them
Al Be Back
-post evil league of mutants cause of splinter’s increased effort to spend time with his sons (joining their band), pre shadows of evil cause IF LOU JITSU OFFERED TO BE IN UR BAND YOU’D SAY YES IMMEDIETLY so they clearly don’t know yet
-here cause Donnie joining in on brother’s tomfoolery as an apology to brothers and to repair the damage he did, ends up having genuine fun
-leo is more sus of donnie’s mistakes with tech cause of recent still healing brother bond wounds mayhaps?
Portal Jacked!
-THIS IS PRE YOU GOT SERVED
-leo’s portaling abilities are similar to “Mutant Menace” where he can summon big portals, but this is beforehand cause he’s less sure about summoning those portals and easier to portal jack overall
-hueso doesn’t like leo at all at the start. This episode is what makes him and leo closer, thus he asks leo for help in you got served
C.O.W.A.B.U.N.G.A.
-post nothing but truffle, because mikey’s fanboyness is toned down, the betrayal likely fresh in his mind
-can really go anywhere tho, season 1 or 2
The Purple Game
-post shelldon!!
-likely later on cause of leo’s successful portal and raph’s large mutant form, showing their mystic powers growth
Turtle-dega Nights: The Ballad of Rat Man
-pre shadows of evil cause splinter doesn’t yet know his boys are fighting crime (“what have you boys been up to??”)
-post evil league of mutants cause splinter’s body dysmorphia is fresher than at the start of the series (my hc is it got a bit worse before he had an evil to face, aka between evil league of mutants and shadows of evil) and he’s actively trying to spend time with his sons more even if he’s not exactly good at it yet
Shadow of Evil
-HELPS DIFFERENTIATE MORE PLOT cause boys find out a lot of info, so episodes where they don’t know said info must come beforehand
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Jupiter Jim Ahoy!
-happens post shadows of evil cause boys know Splinter aka Dad = Lou Jitsu aka DnA donar
-the allure of dad is LJ is fading fast cause they’re remembering their dads a bit lame, but they still love him
Operation: Normal
-no boots exist in shadows of evil on the armor, thus this is AFTER shadows of evil, but BEFORE bending enemies to your will
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Raph's Catchphrase
-post meeting and getting used to Cassandra as an enemy, but pre how to make enemies cause Cassandra isn’t draxum’s minion atm, she’s still with the flame heads
The Mutant Menace
-has to be post AI be back, takes stockboy out for the rest of the season
-other than that, this placement is p general, put here to space out armor episodes
How to Make Enemies and Bend People to Your Will
-post shadows of evil
-pre warren and hypno (via the shredder armor, it doesn’t have any hands yet)
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Mystic Library
-LATE series, because of raph’s adept use of his mystic powers
-the foot guys messing with the turtles is maybe a power trip cause they feel more powerless with draxum in charge? That’s more of a HC though
The Ancient Art of Ninja Hide and Seek
-post shadows of evil, because splinter is training the boys more seriously
Warren & Hypno, Sitting in a Tree
-post shadows of evil and how to make ppl bend to your will
-April’s birthday episode!!! Now if only I could put a concrete date to the episode-
-armor is closer to being finished, but not actually visualized
You Got Served
-happens after portal jacked due to the nature of leo and hueso’s relationship then vs this episode
December 2018-March 2019: Snow Day
-has to happen after late fee but??? No idea otherwise
-it’s just. Here. Cause idk where else to put it
-theres NO OTHER indication of seasons???? It snows for 1 day and never snows again??
One Man's Junk
-boys know about mystic armor (are actively trying to find it), thus post Shadow of Evil
-we don’t see the armor in this episode, so hard to tell how far it’s completed, presumably a lot though
-unlike warren stone where they came across the armor, they’re actively searching, likely cause they can feel the proverbial end of the road approaching
Cloak and Swaggart
-sandro brothers are seen w/o mutation, BUT splinter is taking the boys on a serious camping trip?? Also the thing with sunita’s boots having to be after shadows of evil… Seems to conflict with each other
-thus I am going with the idea that the Sandro brothers are wearing cloaking brooches
-otherwise this would fuck with everything so hard
-putting it down here so there’s a more even spread of sunita and a break between plot stuff
Insane in the Mama Train
-end of season 1, happens after everything else
End Game
-end of season 1, happens after everything else
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Destiny AU - Rule of Wolves
Wolf On High, Fox Far Below
Deal's a Deal.
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There was tension in their steps as the pair entered Spider’s lair. Faolan had never liked this place.
“It’s done,” Ripley growled.
“So it is. So it is! Alright Guardians,” Spider hissed, sitting up. Faolan grimaced at the way he spoke. Venom laced every word. “As promised, you can have a prized bauble from my lair,” he motioned around, haphazard. “As compensation for your… heroics.”
Ripley’s eyes were hard, her jaw set. Faolan sighed, ducking a bit behind the taller Guardian, hand twitching to the dagger at her hip. If things got messy she wouldn’t have time to grab her bow. A knife would be faster. Cleaner. Ripley took a half step forward, eyes defiant. Faolan eyed the Fallen about the room. Two guards. Long spears. If one managed to hit either of them, the one left standing would pull double duty fighting AND protecting whoever went down’s Ghost. Not to mention making sure Crow wasn’t caught in the scuffle. That would make this whole thing all for naught. Feign left, stab right. That’s the trick. Sweep low and dodge in close so the spear’s length becomes a hinderance, hit in the leg so they can’t move. Toss a knife at the other one’s shoulder. She probably wouldn’t be smart to kill anyone… but she would be ready if it came to that.
“I want him,” Ripley nodded to Crow.
He looked a bit startled, looking between the two Guardians and Spider. Faolan’s hand grabbed at her knife.
“Cute, real funny,” Spider half chuckled, half spat.
“You said anything in the room,” Ripley reminded him. Faolan could see her reaching for a knife too.
She felt to ensure she had a snare bomb ready as the two guards readied their spears, arc energy crackling along the spearheads. Distract, disorientate, disengage. Rules of a non-lethal combatant. Her hand closed around it as the guards took steps forward. Spider laughed. A vile sound. Faolan shuddered. She offered a glance between Ripley and Crow. Crow looked worried. Ripley looked determined. She could see the old rage from hunting the Barons flaring up beneath the surface. So… she’d have to keep a cool head if the other two panic. Crow’s the priority. Grab him, get him moving out the door first. But Glint’s shell’s rigged… take out Spider. His death could cause problems but she’d deal with those later.
“You really want… my little bird?” he growled. “Fine. You can have him.
Then get Ripley moving so she doesn’t cause a diplomatic incident. Get them outside, wait a few hours. Take out Spider in the night. Real quiet like. Make it impossible to track. Use a spear. Frame one of his guards. Make it look like a coup. Easy.
Her hand tightens on the snare.
“Fine.” Spider spat. “Have him,” he looked over at Crow. “Fly away,” he hissed, dismissively.
Crow nodded, and stepped behind Ripley.
“And you?” Spider asked, looking towards Faolan.
She scanned the room. “I want one of their spears,” she requested, voice light. She could feel Ripley’s questioning eyes. She’d explain later. Maybe.
Spider rolled his eyes, but motioned the guard on the right to surrender the weapon. She took it, inspecting it. She’d have to be careful if she needed to use it. Practice to make the blow look like it was made by someone experienced.
Spider glared at the three Guardians. “Now get the hell out of my lair,” he spat.
Faolan cast a look back as they left, eyes glinting through her helmet’s visor. She’d be back. Of that she was sure.
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BEFORE YOU ASK
"Hey what is this?" Idk. I was talkin'. Had an idea. wrote it.
"What is Rule of Wolves?" I have a Destiny AU where there two Young Wolves. Faolan Ashford and Ripley Hayel. My Guardian and my friend Jupiter's. Rule of Wolves is that.
"What is Wolf On High, Fox Far Below?" Ripley's the Young Wolf. Faolan is the Young Fox. Cause Ripley's incredibly loyal and fierce. And Faolan. Is Faolan.
"Does Fao kill Spider???" No. But she's ready if she has to!
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YOUR MUSE'S INVENTORY.
rules: list the things your muse carries in their pockets or bags in their everyday life. (optional: explain their significance.) repost, don’t reblog.
Tagged by: @nightmarefuele
Tagging: @arcanescion, @ofwaterandfire (Viktor), @knightfeared (Vander), @countlessrealities (Rick Sanchez), @moxxietude (Mephistopheles), @infinite-xerath (no clue if he even has pockets, but let's assume he does), @realmyths (Vi)
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When we speak of Jinx's inventory, I assume, we speak of her utility belt, which in her case fulfils two functions. On one side, the little pouches on her belt, allow her to collect clutter and knickknacks. Think scrap metal, loose wires, sometimes even a small bottle of a chemical concoction or another, in some cases even gunpowder. Those items are all things, she steals from the bins of the Lanes and the stores in Piltover. They usually find their way into her workshop, where she repurposes her findings into her gadgets or gifts for Silco.
However, the second major purpose her utility belt serves is a place, where Jinx can anchor all her weapons. The Loose Canon never is out and about without at least some type of weapon or explosive on her. Usually, this can amount to three weapons. And Janna help anybody, who goats Jinx into using her tool.
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The first weapon, Jinx often carries in mass on her, is the Flame Chompers. Those are custom-made grenades, which Jinx handcrafted to resemble snapping sharks or piranha heads. Much like her Gatling gun and her pistol, Jinx has given each Chomper an individual name (normally something monosyllabic like Fang or Teeth). She crafted two brands of Chompers, lethal and non-lethal ones. Her non-lethal ones are filled to the brim with powder or wet paint, which upon detonation, cover a certain area. The lethal ones are, what you have to look out for: Jinx filled them with everything from acidic concoctions to enough dynamite to blow off a limb. Each one usually creates a purplish-pink fire upon explosion. Furthermore, the jaws on Jinx's grenades have teeth, which sink into flesh. Even if you manage to rip them off before they explode, you are doing it by creating a horrific flesh wound for yourself.
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The second weapon, Jinx almost always carries on herself, is her pistol, Zapper. This pistol was built using the old Arcade pistols as a basis as they are what Jinx taught herself to shoot with back when she was Powder. The pistol is a lot heavier than it looks like, easily able to knock someone out like a club if Jinx swings it hard enough. It is also the first firearm, she ever owned and used during her first missions. The bullets in that pistol used to be gifted to her by Silco himself, though, much like with the Chompers, Jinx kept thinking of ways to make Zapper an even more agonising instrument of death. Eventually, she settled on shrapnel bullets, which detonated upon impact, creating worse wounds for her victims. The metal clips in her braids are actually the shells of the very first handful of bullets, Silco gifted her. Jinx always wears them and regards them as a good luck charm in combat.
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The last and for many people, who survived Jinx's murderous' rampages, the most iconic weapon, she almost always has on her, is a dark purple Gatling gun, which Jinx nicknamed Pow-Pow. Jinx built this massive gun after a fight with Ekko left her with a horrible shoulder injury, a scar she carries to this day. Pow-Pow was born from the idea of building a gun, which could fire multiple rounds at once. At first, Jinx had planned to make a pepperbox, however, the idea of being able to also use the weapon in hand-held combat, made her pivot away from that original plan and build the biggest and heaviest gun, she could feasibly carry. Unlike Zapper, Pow-Pow does not use shrapnel bullets and instead uses normal iron bullets or iron teeth as Jinx likes to say.
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Fishbones is part of Jinx's inventory in her post-canon verse. Jinx originally built the rocket launcher as a weapon for Silco to use against his enemies and Piltover. While the idea for Fishbones had already ghosted in her mind since she had been a little scrub, he only really began to take shape after Silco ordered her to build a weapon for him. Because of this, Fishbones' whole design, from him being a massive shark to the scarring on his face, was done as a nonverbal confession of love, adoration and admiration on Jinx's part. Now with Silco gone, his voice has found a new home in that rocket launcher, whom Jinx treats with more tenderness than any of her other weapons.
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Silco, compared to other Chem-Barons, travels relatively light when it comes to his own inventory. He only keeps a small handful of items on his person, which are all small enough that he can easily keep them in his pockets, whether that be his vest or his jacket. Some of those items like his cigars and lighter are not really a surprise and something, he swaps out quite regularly. However, there are two items, which stand out and hold a certain personal and sentimental value to themselves.
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The first item, Silco carries with him at all times, is Vander's knife. The dagger represents his will to survive and rise over his fears as he was drowning. Vander's knife may have caused the injury near his eye, which resulted in the polluted river water seeping in and almost ruining his eyesight, but at the same time, it was also this same knife, which saved his life. It was this same knife, which helped him cut his way into freedom. Because of this, Silco does not just regard this knife as a representation of how he survived a murder attempt but also has begun using it as one of his primary means of defence if he is on his own. While that happens quite rarely, Silco still is one of the best knife fighters in the Undercity with a surprising speed, agility and precision, that his opponents often do not expect from him.
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The second item, Silco almost always has on himself, are two or even more vials of Shimmer. Most of that Shimmer is of the less potent variation. The type, which Zaunites regularly consume on the streets, either as drinks or vapours. It can make you become high and with enough dosage can make your body grow larger and more monstrous. This Shimmer, Silco keeps, in case he needs to bribe somebody or just wants one of the Shimmer junkies off his back.
It is the second type of Shimmer, which he usually only has one vial off, which is far more dangerous. Darker in its purple tone, it is far more potent and not sold on the streets. In fact, outside of a very small handful of people, this variant of Shimmer is a closely guarded secret. That is because it is the Shimmer, Silco had Singed developed exclusively for his Hounds. He keeps one on him, in case one of them forgets their vial, or if he ever has to use it on himself. Mind you, if that latter element is the case... You should start running!
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I like Delilah so much it's not even funny
Her voice, aesthetic, attitude, backstory, how she's animated in custscenes (especially in DH2), interest in art and dark magic, evil bisexuality... everything is so cool
I always liked Brigmore witches instead of being interested in Whalers or smaller gangs
I'm SO happy that they brought Delilah back in Dishonored 2 instead of killing her off in Daud's dlcs
I still believe that she deserved different ending/better writing at times and i can talk about it for hours (I'm salty about Daud being redeemed)
But i'd better have what DH2 delivered instead of having nothing
I think your love for her has made it only worse /pos
Every week is Delilah Copperspoon week,i need to think about her at least once time from time or I'll combust!!
YEEEES YES DELILAH ENJOYERS RISE!!!! i feel you so much on this like it's been 5 or 6 years since i first played dh and let me tell you there is still no fictional woman i'm obsessed with more than delilah i want her carnally ehem
neither do i see the appeal of the whalers (at all) when the brigmore witches are right there — walking embodiment of vile freedom, united in their lust for sacrilege, while the whalers are just like. erm. mindless puppets who do stab-stab when daud tells them to? lol
delilah's story might have been executed better, ngl, but you know what. are you unsatisfied with the writing too? be delusional! go crazy! defy the reality! let me share a headcanon of my own — why do we consider delilah to be trapped in her painting??? her ultimate plot was to overwrite the state of the world, but what emily did to prevent her from doing it is basically... created an alternative reality which exists in that painting of hers? and it might as well just be a portal between two worlds, united by the void. if you view the events of her non-lethal takedown as i do, this could be such a fertile soil for other headcanons!!! for her development as a character as well. she could've become the local outsider, all-mighty yet deprived of the adoration she desires above anything else. or perhaps only a ghostly shell would remain of her former allies, leaving her unsatisfied with the lack of sincere passion in their devotion? or maybe the 'world as it should be' changed only a key moment in her life (being exiled from the dunwall tower) and turned out to be not what she expected at all? my point is — her story is not over if you don't want it to be! at least in my mind it is definitely not over ehehe
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McLaren Sabre (1 of 15). 
The almost otherworldly McLaren Sabre launched in late 2020 as the most powerful non-hybrid road car produced by the engineering wizards at McLaren to date. One of just 15 produced, yet in fact a truly individual creation built precisely to the specifications of its original owner, this 2020 McLaren Sabre was, and remains, a true “instant icon” that will likely never be duplicated. Not only is it the ultimate McLaren road car, it also quite likely represents the most direct application of race-winning technologies and engineering prowess ever applied to the road, with amazingly purposeful styling and surprising luxury to boot.Based on the foundation of the stunningly fast, track-focused Senna before it, the Sabre takes the hypercar concept to new extremes with its twin-turbocharged 4.0L V-8 powerplant factory-rated at 824 HP—165 more than the Senna and 20 more than even the Elva roadster. However, despite its massive power output, the Sabre is primarily a road car with obvious track capabilities and a somewhat more compliant, road-worthy ride, yet with no performance compromises. In fact, the Sabre holds the distinction of being capable of 218 MPH flat out, one MPH faster than the Senna. The Sabre’s dramatic body design perfectly matches its lethal, cavalry sword-inspired name, with the stunning new McLaren featuring upright, blade-type front and rear fender extensions, fully skirted doors and rockers, and an upward-sweeping side treatment terminated by upright LED tail lights, a full-width rear wing, and rear air diffusers. Sharing its essential carbon fiber monocage chassis structure with the Senna, the Sabre also features the company’s signature, upward-swinging doors and clamshell-type front and rear hatches evocative of Le Mans-worthy endurance racers. The Sabre’s electrifying carbon fiber body is handsomely finished in Liquid Argentum paint, accented by Gloss VCF and Liquid Papaya pinstripes plus interwoven visual carbon fiber graphics to the lower bodyside blades. The driver-focused, yet deceptively luxurious interior of the Sabre is a visual treat with a Volcano Orange driver’s seat and Carbon Black passenger seat, accented by Liquid Papaya contrast pinstripes to the seat shells and contrasting McLaren MSO logos embroidered on the headrests. Visual satin carbon fiber interior accents are handsomely complemented by brushed Azores air vent bezels, steering wheel shift paddles and the central touch-screen screen bezel, down to the door struts and release actuators. Volcano Orange brake calipers proudly carry the Black McLaren marque logo and reside behind stunning, diamond-milled, 7-spoke wheels finished in Gloss Black and fitted with Liquid Argentum center-lock nuts.
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