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ride-a-dromedary · 27 days
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the-final-sif · 2 months
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About the current situation:
There's a streamer, Caitibugzz, making an allegation that some people believe is directed towards Georgenotfound. She doesn't name him, and the details are somewhat confusing, but people are making that connection. I'm not entirely convinced myself, mostly due to the number of people involved not adding up for dteam.
Her allegation is that while drunk in a hotel room in summer 2023 with several other people, he touched her several times, the first time she only describes it as "sticking his hand under her clothing and asking if she was ticklish" although she does not say where. And then "touching her in certain areas to make her lose the phone game that she was playing". She alleges that he contacted her on instagram, although no specifics are provided. That he left the hotel room at the same time as her, and asked her to get in the elevator with him, she refused and he left. She never describes telling him to stop, although she does describe being very uncomfortable.
I have mixed feelings on her allegations myself. She uses very flowery language when talking about things and colors statements without actually providing details, she doesn't actually discuss where she was touched at all and that context really matters. Like, a drunk guy poking you in the side right under your shirt has an extremely different context than a guy groping at you under your clothing. Or someone tapping your shoulder to make you lose a phone game vs touching elsewhere.
Without that context, it's really hard for me to know how I feel about this. If her allegation is directed towards George, and it's "while we were drunk, he poked me in the side and then tapped me on the shoulder to make me lose a phone game" then that's something I feel extremely differently about than "while we were drunk he groped me in front of other people". One can easily be a misunderstanding and someone not behaving appropriately while drunk and thinking everyone's having fun, the other is assault. I'd want more context there and for George to be able to make a response if this is about him before I'd cast judgement.
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barghesthowls · 1 year
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“If there was anything resembling a sexual act between Dracula and Jonathan, Stoker would simply have made it more explicit” imagine believing this, about a self-admitted closeted man’s years-hidden, self-censored book written post-Wilde trial. In a society where even a male victim was considered a criminal. I have to Laff.
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foxless · 20 days
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our most harmful persecutor found her way out of forced dormancy & im quite afraid. last time she was free she inflicted a lot of physical and emotional damage onto our secondary host (former host) that forced us to lock her away. i dont know what to do.
— 🐾 (alexander)
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jedipoodoo · 6 months
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For You (Wrecker x Reader)
WARNINGS: This one shot discusses ptsd and trauma from sexual assault / rape. The assault is not depicted, but the focus is on Wrecker comforting the reader in the aftermath.
Notes: this one-shot is inspired by Rachel Smythe's Lore Olympus.
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"Wrecker, stop!" You screamed, stumbling over your feet as you tried to keep up with his menacing strides. Other troopers in the hall flattened themselves against the wall, dodging into closets and avoiding the look of bloody murder Wrecker had fixated on the exit door up ahead.
You sprinted to get ahead of him, and with a gentleness not evidenced by his purposeful march, Wrecker gently moved you to the side.
"I'm gonna kill him," He vowed. Ice-cold terror shot through your veins. Killing a senator was one thing. Being a clone and killing a senator meant certain doom for Wrecker and his entire experimental unit.
"You can't kill a senator!" You gasped, latching onto Wrecker's arm. You dug your heels into the floor in a pitiful attempt to slow him down.
Wrecker dragged you along for a moment before he realized you were hanging on, pausing only to glance at you with a promise in his eyes.
"You're right, for you I could do something much worse!"
Your grip slipped, and you crumpled to your feet in the middle of the hallway. Your nose burned and tears painted your face.
"Hurting him won't make me feel better!" You sobbed. You buried your face in your hands to hide the tears, utterly humiliated that you were doing it in the public barracks for all to see.
You could hear Wrecker's heavy footfalls pause, and then shift uncertainly.
"If-if you wa-want to help me, then stay with me!" You gasped for breath, and felt the floor shifting beneath his feet as Wrecker knelt in front of you, gathering you into his arms.
"I-I-I'm the one that needs you," You sobbed. Wrecker tucked you into his chest, holding you tightly but ever so gently.
"I'm the one who need- needs you." Your arms latched around his neck, refusing to let go.
You hiccupped, and Wrecker gently rubbed your back, an even rhythm to help you regulate your breaths as you sobbed.
"I'm sorry," Wrecker whispered, his voice shaking, "You shouldn’t be the one consoling me in some karking barracks hall.
"He has to be punished," He whispered, voice still trembling with anger.
You shook your head and held him tighter, "I do-don't want to think about him right now."
Wrecker took a shaky breath. Arresting people and legal procedures like this were for the Coruscant Guard. He was completely out of his depth with this. As much as he wanted to run his knife through the spot where a heart should be in this so-called senator, he knew if you lost him, you would be much worse off.
"Okay," He said softly, "Okay. I'm here, I'm right here."
Echo would know what to do, even Hunter or Crosshair could probably manage this better than he could, but you didn't want either of them, you wanted him.
So Wrecker stayed, cradling you in his arms as he slowly stood, carrying you to the closest empty barracks so that you could lock yourselves in. Wrecker lay on one of the bunks, shielding you in his arms.
"I'm so sorry. All this time you've been dealing with this and I've been completely oblivious."
You laughed humorlessly.
"Well, it's not exactly like I've been eager to share, you know?"
Wrecker tucked his finger beneath your chin so that he could get a good look at you. Your face was sticky with tears, and your eyes were red.
"I'm sorry I pressed you so much."
Your bottom lip quivered, and you hid your face in his chest so that he wouldn't have to see you cry.
"I'm glad someone knows, though," You said. Tears still streamed down your face, forming a puddle on his shirt, but Wrecker didn't complain.
You shivered, thinking about the senator who had touched you, hurt you, threatened you. Would it really be so terrible if you let Wrecker get him back?
But letting Wrecker go hurt that senator meant letting him leave you, and you couldnt bear that thought.
"What can I do for you? How can I make it better?" Wrecker asked.
You clung to him tighter.
"Stay with me," You begged, "Don't go."
Wrecker pressed a kiss to the crown of your head, his arm tucked under your head like a pillow as he cradled you close.
"It's okay, ad'ika," He whispered, "I'm here for you. I promise."
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brettdoesdiscourse · 8 months
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There's the stereotypical rape apologist where they hear that a friend or coworker or loved one sexually assaulted someone and they defend them with, "but he's a good guy!"
And it's so disappointing and disgusting that Mila Kunis and Ashton Kutcher did that. While still claiming to care about sexual assault victims.
You cannot try to get a rapist out of jail sooner and then claim you care about rape victims.
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butchhamlet · 1 year
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[image description: lines from a midsummer night’s dream, reading:
DEMETRIUS
I’ll run from thee and hide me in the brakes, And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts.
HELENA
The wildest hath not such a heart as you. Run when you will, the story shall be changed: Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase; The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed, When cowardice pursues and valour flies.
/end description.]
these lines fascinate me because they get at the core question of the helena/demetrius thing, How Fucked Up Is This? the greek myth reference here, specifically, is to apollo (the god) and daphne (the nymph he chases until she has literally no recourse from his “affections” except turning into a tree). later in this scene, helena says women were made to woo, not be wooed, but here she’s pretty clearly reversing the story to make the woman the aggressor.
and this is a story about women being powerless against men! so you could read her as putting women in power this time. but this myth is also arguably a pretty straightforward story of assault. so not... really the way we want anyone to exert power? just like magical-love-juicing demetrius into permanently changing his desires is a thorny little lack of consent in this play. and this speech encapsulates all of that. how threatening is this moment? do the gender dynamics make it less threatening, because demetrius proceeds to threaten helena right back and more explicitly? is what happens to demetrius okay to right the order of things (one woman + one man + no love triangles), or is it really fucked up, actually? is robin “puck” goodfellow an enabler of female power or did he just drug a guy in the woods--
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safirefire · 1 month
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Also that one soldier that tried to assault a young girl getting punched in the crotch by Dev and then Pratyush never bothering to learn his name and calling him crotch-punch guy for the rest of the book was incredible
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dykefaggotry · 6 months
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like truly laughable that society put me on earth w these beings that want me dead for at least 6000 reasons (being a woman ish being, being trans, being queer) and assaulted/harassed me and every single last one of my peers through childhood/adolescence in various ways and view women (trans and cis) and afab people as pieces of meat for their use and amusement
and then said "oh yeah and you have to marry one and like them and fuck them and you can't do anything else or it's wrong sorry :/"
like actually no i won't be doing that but thank you for that uuuuh incredible offer! will be declining it though!
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hello-nichya-here · 2 years
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Do you have any thoughts on the whole Johnny Depp and Amber Heard scandal?
*deep breaths* Aaaaand here we go. I'm finally gonna stick my hand in this wasp nest.
Look, I don't know either of them personally, I don't remember watching anything with Amber in it and I stopped caring about Johnny's works right after the Pirates Of The Caribean movies started sucking, and I am 100% willing to look at the whole thing with an open mind...
But while Johnny is no saint (dude dated a minor despite being a fully grown adult, clearly has a drug/drinking problem, and said some INCREDIBLY DISTURBING shit about Amber), I just can't ignore that:
01) There's literal audio of Amber actually saying the words "I can't promise you that things won't get physical again", calling him a baby for trying to de-escalate fights with her, mocking him for "begging someone to save him", admitting to punching him and throwing pots and pans at him, and even infamously straight up saying "Tell the world, Johnny. Tell them, I, Johnny Depp, male, an a victim of domestic violence. See how many people believe or side with you."
02) She claims to have gone though some horrible shit (violent rape, broken glass at her feet, being hit in the head until passing out, and having her nose broken multiple times) that would probably have left her at the hospital for days and leave scars, yet somehow she healed perfectly without going to a doctor once.
03) She lied about donating the money she won from their divorce after going on and on about how this was proof she wasn't accusing him of domestic violence for money/revenge.
04) Every single one of her witness except for her sister say they never saw Johnny get violent after drinking, while he had plenty of people supporting his claims against her ("He could have bought them off!" So could she, guys, they're both rich. If we're giving her the benift of the doubt until proven otherwise, we gotta do the same for him.)
05) Amber's lawyer straight up lied about a make up pallet she supposedly had used all through their relationship to hide bruises (and that was even accepted as evidence against Johnny) but that had actually only been sold after they had already divorced.
06) She has a previous accusation of domestic violence (though she has not been proven guilty of it) while Johnny has none.
07) Her claim that Johnny had part of his finger (ONE finger, the rest of his hand was fine) cut (CUT, not crushed, broken, or bruised) after hitting her with a phone just does not make as much sense as his claim that it happened after she threw a bottle at him (especially with the recording of her admitting to throwing things at him). Yes, I know he said he hurt it himself previously, but if we are supposed to give Amber the benefit of the doubt and say she could have hidden her own abuse out of shame/fear (which is something many abuse victims do) we need to do the same for Johnny, and again, he has more evidence to back up his claims than she does.
Overall, this far, on this day, 21 of May 2022, from what I've seen, I'm siding with Johnny. Unless there's some major twist that can prove all of his evidence against Amber was somehow faked AND she can actually bring up something solid against him, I don't see this changing. It sucks that I have to say that I think Amber is lying because there's still sadly a ton of women being abused by their partners and this can lead to people just assuming they're lying too because mysogyny is still a thing, but there is just too much pointing in favor of Johnny being the abuse victim in this specific situation.
Now excuse me while I prepare for the shitstorm.
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m00nj3w3l · 7 months
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Can I just say that, even as much as I love PMMM, people saying it's "so different" from other magical girls anime is so stupid. Yes it's dark and all that, but it's not like other magical girl series didn't touch on sensitive topics? Tokyo Mew Mew literally has the MC getting assaulted multiple times. I'm no Sailor Moon expert but I'm pretty sure that one also had dark/more serious topics in it. Like... Sometimes I have a slight feeling people only talk abt PMMM this way cus other magical girl animes were brushed off as "too girly" and "shallow". Idk tho y'all give me your thoughts
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kinnbig · 1 year
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Just woke up and checked Twitter.
Idk what to say except - I believe Poi.
She deserves to be believed. Even if you don’t like her. Even if you’ve disapproved of her actions in the past. Even if you love Build and don’t want to imagine that he could do something like that.
It must be horrific to speak up about someone knowing that you’ll receive awful, horrific, misogynistic backlash from people who put being a fan before being a decent human being.
It’s gonna take a while to sort out how I feel about the show and the characters etc. But for now I’ve slowed down my queue as much as possible (can you pause queues?) so that I’m not just churning out KP memes while this all is unfolding.
this is what i’m taking about if you missed it. It’s in Thai but there are translations in the replies.
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maybanksbabe · 8 months
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Hate the whole mentality of “not all men” “shouldn’t have worn that then” because it’s not our fucking fault? men r so fucking mental cause they can’t tell porn from reality, & it sucks cause young girls start to get insecure when catcalled. The whole things stupid
Right?? Why are we blaming women for getting harassed/r*ped/assaulted when it should be MEN taking the blame because they're the ones inflicting it on us!?!
And before anyone sees this and jumps down my throat because men get r*ped too, I know. I. Know. But you don't believe men/boys when they come forward about it either so pick a fucking struggle! I have never met or interacted with someone that I know has SA'd or harassed women but there have been plenty of interactions that wouldn't surprise me if they did! I work in a male-dominated industry (as do most women nowadays lbr) and some of the conversations I've overheard - that have then stopped when I've entered the room - is fucking sickening. I constantly have to just laugh along and play it off if they make comments or ask uncomfortable questions because otherwise it'll just make things worse for being a "prude" or "boring"
I'm just so fucking tired of it all
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artianaiolanthe · 8 months
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Bear with me but I wonder if the popular take being that Medusa was a victim is meant in some way to inflict more of a negative light onto the gods.
Like either Poseidon is a predator and so violently hateful towards his niece (and women in general) that he'd violate her temple and her priestess in a fit of lust, and/or Athena is a victim blaming bitch who even after afflicting Medusa with a curse removing her beauty hasn't had enough and decided to pull a long con to take her head to come full circle.
Like I get it, sometimes it's easier to paint things in black and white ways and seeing the gods as hateful and cruel is easier than seeing anything else when they haven't notably lifted a finger to help.
But the gods aren't monsters, and they aren't perfect. Sometimes you have to focus on the larger story; Medusa isn't the only character of value in her myth. She Isn't the protagonist or even the antagonist. Perseus went after her because it was the only way to save his mother, and Athena assisted him because Zeus asked it of her. The only person that deserves the blame here is the asshole who demanded her head.
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barghesthowls · 2 years
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“surely the 21st century adaptations will have much less sexism and the women will have more agency”
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i want better for women
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cypriathus · 1 month
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Here are my embodiments of pride/humility, envy/gratitude, and wrath/patience!
POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING: There are a couple of mentions of assault.
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Remuloktiah is a lonesome and erratic fallen ophanim who, as her prideful self, possesses excessive confidence and self-assurance, reaching a point of coming off as conceited. She strongly believes that she’s far superior than everyone else, possessing a palpable sense of entitlement. She can be quite dismissive and condescending, exaggerating her capabilities and seeking admiration. She lacks self-awareness and empathy, sees everything as a competition, and fiercely protects her opinions and beliefs - a sign of her fragile ego. She has a habit of talking over people and, as a result of her close-mindedness and stubbornness, won’t back down until she has things her own way. As her humble self, she’s well-aware of her imperfections, having no issue accepting her faults. She possesses a greater deal of respect, emotional intelligence, and responsibility, and easily maintains a low sense of worth. She puts people before her and focuses her personal energy on them, and is open to constructive criticism and new perspectives. Remuloktiah is a great listener, promoting a sense of connection and understanding, and capable of making difficult decisions easily.
Her overall height is a 6’ 3” (190.5 cm) with a pear-shaped mesomorphic body type that has well-endowed breasts, upper arms that carry some of her weight, and prominent thighs. She has dirty white skin with purplish stretch marks on her upper arms, chest, and legs. She has bronze claws and long iridescent blue hair with voluminous curls, reaching a few centimetres over her shoulders. Her eyes are an iridescent green with flecks of copper and red, pink, and blue tapetum lucidum. Remuloktiah’s face is adorned with makeup: yellow-orange crescents on both cheeks that are facing inwards; purplish-black lips; smoky golden eyeshadow; and rosy blushing on her nose bridge and temples. A large patch of skin is a cicatrix with a jagged trail that reaches slightly below her spine, giving the scar a comet-like appearance. Her spine is partially protruding from the skin of her back and she has the wings and tail feathers of a male violet-green swallow.
She prefers to don a voluminous ball gown of blue Dianne that’s made from the finest velvet, which was a gift from her distant cousin. The gown has a semi-sweetheart neckline and bishop sleeves, and it’s adorned with yellow diamonds, pieces of rose quartz, and bronze embroidery. A bodice of lovely tradewind accompanies Remuloktiah’s gown and it has striking lavender purple and bronze stripes. This bodice also has pieces of sharp glass protruding from the front in a random pattern. Her infernal body is surrounded by four interlocking 11 ft (335.28 cm) wheels of rose gold that are covered in red-lavender eyes. She usually carries an exquisite folding fan with vibrant floral patterns and two bronze tassels.
She has a fiery aura, cosmic awareness, an invulnerability to all forms of physical harm, and speed that’s unquestionably maximum and limitless. She can detect all major weaknesses that her target possesses and suppress her emotions in order to negate emotion-based abilities. She’s fully capable of casting permanent illusions on an enormous scale that cannot be seen through by any means, confusing the senses of her target. Remuloktiah has the ability to manipulate pride, nether, aether, and humility, and can empower herself by relying on the failures of other individuals. She can make herself completely undetectable and imperceptible by obscuring her presence with mind-numbing vibrations and clouds. In order to enhance her imperceptibility, she can wipe herself from the memories of other people. Through a mere glance, she can cause any living creature that looks directly into her eyes to succumb to her will.
FAMILY:
Zurishalonde (distant cousin)
ALIASES/NICKNAMES:
Virtue of Humility
Sin of Pride
FUN FACTS/EXTRA INFORMATION:
As an Æylphitus, her name means “lord has adorned”.
She was kicked out of Eylvhraszokjumni after she began treating other people as inferior by verbally abusing them and ripping off their wings. This all started after falling in love with her reflection on one of their pristine lakes.
She rules the terrace of Pride in Plugaboktezrin
The peacock is her favourite animal
She’s located on top of the highest mountain in the terrace of Pride, which is made from glittery makeup dust and peacock ore.
Penoduzhila is a mischievous and sly fallen dominion with an inferiority complex who, as her envious self, finds twisted enjoyment when other people experience setbacks or failure. She refuses to celebrate the successes of other people due to her unhappiness about them, constantly downplaying or diminishing their effort. She has a habit of frequently scrutinising what people are doing and becoming upset when individuals compliment others’ hard work. She offers fake compliments during her interactions, spreads rumours and false information, and attempts to copy the people she’s envious of. As her grateful self, she experiences a wide variety of positive emotions that inspire her to be more virtuous. She’s quite humble, fairly persistent, empathetic, kind, and full of love, and has an easier time with building connections. Penoduzhila endures hardships without complaining, showing her resilience, and deeply values the small things in life.
She’s nearly 6 ft (182.88 cm) with a spoon-shaped ectomorphic body type that has a flat chest, slim limbs, a partially rounded belly, and prominent thighs. She has the tail of a Khaire's black shield-tail snake, ashy skin with rainbow iridescence, and yellowish blotches on her belly. She has glowing sunburst cyan-violet eyes and greyish-yellow freckles on her face, neck, chest, and hands. Her hair is a turquoise to sunset pink buzz cut and she has five wings that mimic the colouration of a female cerulean warbler. She wears a 10 ft (304.8 cm) cloak made from the skins of various individuals she killed out of pure jealousy, which are crudely stitched together with golden thread. Penoduzhila often dons a wide-brimmed red-violet galero with a lavender ribbon and a six yellow-orange on each side. Her hat also has an artificial red rose with the upper half of Burmese python skull that has a shoulder-length veil of bluish-black stemming from it. She wears a special dark purple kesa with leopard spots of varying sizes in turmeric, sahara, and Galliano. Underneath the kesa is a fancy, modest camlet robe of rose gold and it has alabaster sheepskin lining. She has a black leather necklace with seven small golden hoops that hold papyrus paper that bear one of the seven planetary metals on each one.
She can create divine weapons and has strength that can lift tens of millions of pounds and perform any offensive action with the output of a low-yield nuclear bomb. Like many other dominions, she has lordship over lower-ranking angels, being able to manipulate them and summon them when she pleases. She’s capable of banishing sinners and malicious entities from the terrace of Envy and Eylvhraszokjumni. She can manipulate divine elements, miracles, angelic force, mercy, envy, compassion, gratitude, and stupidity. Penoduzhila is a master of literature and penmanship, and can remove all negativity and positivity from any living creature. Through her absolute thievery, she can steal any physical and mental trait she deeply yearns for. She’s able to sense emotions in her vicinity and her abnormally magnetic presence allows her to form friendships easily. Her wisdom is far superior than many sentient beings, but she’s still capable of making bad decisions.
FAMILY:
Aynimolechus (older brother)
Zurishalonde (lover)
ALIASES/NICKNAMES:
Virtue of Gratitude
Sin of Envy
FUN FACTS/EXTRA INFORMATION:
As an Æylphitus, her name means “god will upgrade the operating standard”.
She was kicked out of Eylvhraszokjumni after performing numerous dermal confiscations on those she thought were physically and mentally better than her. She was assaulted by one of the high-ranking angels and they made her feel like a nobody, contributing to her inferiority complex.
She rules the terrace of Envy in Plugaboktezrin
The snake is her favourite animal
She lives inside a bunker that’s obscured by black fog and in it is a bunch of caged serpents and reptiles. She has three jars full of preserved meat and a leopard-printed mattress with snakeskin pillows and an elk fur blanket. The ceiling of her room is covered in hanging wooden, silver, gold, and bronze Christian cross variants. The wall on the left side of the bunker has a few hanged skins and numerous photos of random individuals. Some of these photos are crossed out or smeared with her golden ichor.
Aynimolechus is a tranquil and taciturn fallen dominion who, as his wrathful self, has a low frustration tolerance - the inability to handle unpleasant feelings and stressful situations. He’s easily irritable, not afraid to use verbal and physical aggression, and has a habit of interrupting. His younger sister is the only good thing that stays in mind, always treating her with delicate care and respect. Due to his anger issues, he often experiences frequent and intense emotional outbursts, especially over little things. He sees most situations to be blameworthy, unjustified, and punishable, and holds a deep grudge towards those who hurt his sister and purposefully annoy him. As his patient self, he’s willing to wait for results and embodies the art of problem-solving. He takes a fair amount of time understanding his current situations before reacting to them accordingly. He shows genuine respect and consideration towards the needs, feelings, and perspectives of other individuals. He simply accepts that some things may be difficult and embraces the chaos of life with serenity. Aynimolechus has fine-tuned empathy, attentive listening skills, and the ability to laugh in the face of adversity.
He’s approximately 13 ft (396.24 cm) with a trapezoidal ectomorphic body type that has an average musculature and broad shoulders. His snow-white skin has a silvery chrysanthemum-shaped birthmark on his back and greyish-yellow freckles on the hands and belly. He has the lower half of an iridescent purple dragon with four bearded vulture wings, covered in the tears of mothers and blood of children. His head is that of an American Milking Devon with bronze horns and golden yellow eyes that have flecks of purple. He has a bronze-hued furnace door below his collarbone, which houses a flaming inferno within his chest cavity. Aynimolechus wears the skin of an Asiatic lion as a cloak and an ankle-length outer garment as a wrap, leaving his left shoulder and both arms free. This outer garment is a jade with bronze tassels from the bottom and vertical saffron, red-violet, and wisteria stripes. He dons a light burgundy leather belt that holds a Persian ney and a tambourine with a scarlet wooden frame, gilded jingles, and a thin, translucent head made of goatskin.
Aynimolechus has lordship over lower-ranking angels and the ability to create divine weapons, and he can banish rivals and enemies from the terrace of Wrath and Eylvhraszokjumni. He can easily lift and destroy large cities, forests, and half of continents, and cause earthquakes and tsunamis. When in a feral state of mind, he can obliterate megastructures and halt the motion of planets. He can manipulate divine judgement, wrath, hatred, vengeance, violence, war, patience, serenity, fire, and fertility, and empower his senses and speed with sacrifices. He has an indomitable will and is able to channel the power of his rage while maintaining absolute control and a calm demeanour. Whenever he heavily concentrates on a person or group of people, he’s able to cause agony and inflict pain on them by physically harming himself. Despite Aynimolechus’ pent up anger, he’s in perfect balance with the multiverse and all of its forces.
FAMILY:
Penoduzhila (younger sister)
ALIASES/NICKNAMES:
Virtue of Patience
Sin of Wrath
FUN FACTS/EXTRA INFORMATION:
As an Æylphitus, his name means “king who reciprocates”.
He was kicked out of Eylvhraszokjumni after slaughtering a sea’s worth of angels when he found out that his younger sister was assaulted. He lost his temper, which is now nearly impossible to regain unless he’s as his patient self.
He rules the terrace of Wrath in Plugaboktezrin
The lion is his favourite animal
He lives in a colosseum of rose gold with the top being covered in a dome of acrid smoke and scattered blue-white stars. The arena floor is scattered with rotting corpses and blood, and encircling the ring are freestanding punching bags full of organs, melee and range weapons, torture devices, and shields. He has seven cabinets: the first is for flour, the second is for turtle doves, the third is for sheep wool, the fourth is for ram horns, the fifth is for dead calves, the sixth is for beef, and the seventh is for the souls of children.
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