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yanderes-galore · 3 months

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Hi, can I please request yandere Groudon pokemon with a trainer reader? Thanks very much.

POV: Your Legendary Continent Pokemon gets jealous and proceeds to burn someone to cinders 😰

Overprotective! Groudon with Trainer! Darling

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Overprotective behavior, Clingy behavior, Violence, Mass murder implication, Abduction, Possessive behavior, Jealousy, Dubious companionship.

This would all no doubt take place after you stop the cataclysmic disaster caused by Groudon's awakening.

You catching the legendary in charge of creating land mass allows you to control its power.

You can now control the large Pokemon in battle, even activating its Primal abilities if you need it.

The whole idea is a little... comedic, actually.

Think about it.

You are a skilled trainer who manages to tame a large volcanic giant once it awakens.

The beast towers over you using both game and Anime heights.

Yet despite the fact Groudon could easily crush you... it doesn't.

Instead the titan of a Pokemon acts like a giant puppy with you.

People are of course surprised by this.

After all, Groudon is a Pokemon who has slumbered for years in magma.

It's a Pokemon of destruction.

Yet here is is, practically on its back as you stroke it's head and chin.

While the pair may seem odd and cute, you can all see how things can go wrong, right?

Groudon may happily accept treats and training from you...

But it's at a price.

Groudon feels a sense of ownership towards you.

You may befriend and control it, but it feels an obsessive attachment over you.

Unbeknownst to you this volcanic titan is inseparable from you now.

Chaos will soon follow once you part from the legendary.

Think of it like this...

Your partnership with Groudon is keeping its destructive tendencies at bay.

It has fought for a long time with Kyogre, it's used to fighting.

The urge to fight causes a destructive fire within it.

Groudon feels said fire flare within it when it sees you drift from it.

Groudon is possessive of its trainer.

This is something you have to take note of as you're the only person who can soothe Groudon.

That is unless you plan on hunting down Rayquaza to help your issue.

When you look into the Pokemon's yellow eyes you can tell there's restrained power there.

This Pokemon could quite literally level cities if it wasn't given its way.

Truthfully, Groudon should've been sent back into a deep slumber.

You can't control the beast.

It may act like putty in your heads, growling softly as you pet it.

But what happens the moment things get out of hand?

Volcanic blasts... magma... overwhelming heat... perhaps even a Primal Groudon situation.

You'd have to train Groudon well if you're going to keep it.

You'd have to discipline jealousy, get it used to other humans and Pokemon... and teach it the fact it can't stay beside you 24/7.

While these lessons will help, the threat of Groudon going rogue is always there.

It's really only a matter of time before Groudon decides to ditch all these other humans.

Its human is the only one that matters.

Due to it being a Pokemon capable of creating land, Groudon may create a private island to keep you on.

You're given a cave to live in along with resources.

Once Groudon feels it's time... it takes you there.

Then, to soothe its jealousy, it may go back to a rampage.

Now, you thought Pokemon like Houndoom were destructive to be protective of their trainers?

Forget that.

Groudon would remodel the entirety of this world for its trainer.

It cares little for the other humans or Pokemon around you.

Truth is, destruction comes naturally with this Pokemon.

The only thing that can stop Groudon's rampage fueled by jealousy is Rayquaza.

Guilt seeps into you when you smell fire and magma in the distance.

When you see Groudon return to you, looking like some sort of eager pet, you find yourself sobbing.

A Pokemon this powerful being obsessed with its trainer is a force of nature... or maybe even beyond that.

Not putting Groudon back to sleep will be the death of everything you know... and the guilt eats at you.

#yandere pokemon #yandere groudon #overprotective pokemon #overprotective groudon

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mostlysignssomeportents · 6 months

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The impoverished imagination of neoliberal climate “solutions

This morning (Oct 31) at 10hPT, the Internet Archive is livestreaming my presentation on my recent book, The Internet Con.

There is only one planet in the known universe capable of sustaining human life, and it is rapidly becoming uninhabitable by humans. Clearly, this warrants bold action – but which bold action should we take?

After half a century of denial and disinformation, the business lobby has seemingly found climate religion and has joined the choir, but they have their own unique hymn: this crisis is so dire, they say, that we don't have the luxury of choosing between different ways of addressing the emergency. We have to do "all of the above" – every possible solution must be tried.

In his new book Dark PR, Grant Ennis explains that this "all of the above" strategy doesn't represent a change of heart by big business. Rather, it's part of the denial playbook that's been used to sell tobacco-cancer doubt and climate disinformation:

https://darajapress.com/publication/dark-pr-how-corporate-disinformation-harms-our-health-and-the-environment

The point of "all of the above" isn't muscular, immediate action – rather, it's a delaying tactic that creates space for "solutions" that won't work, but will generate profits. Think of how the tobacco industry used "all of the above" to sell "light" cigarettes, snuff, snus, and vaping – and delay tobacco bans, sin taxes, and business-euthanizing litigation. Today, the same playbook is used to sell EVs as an answer to the destructive legacy of the personal automobile – to the exclusion of mass transit, bikes, and 15-minute cities:

https://thewaroncars.org/2023/10/24/113-dark-pr-with-grant-ennis/

As the tobacco and car examples show, "all of the above" is never really all of the above. Pursuing "light" cigarettes to reduce cancer is incompatible with simply banning tobacco; giving everyone a personal EV is incompatible with remaking our cities for transit, cycling and walking.

When it comes to the climate emergency, "all of the above" means trying "market-based" solutions to the exclusion of directly regulating emissions, despite the poor performance of these "solutions."

The big one here is carbon offsets, which allows companies to make money by promising not to emit carbon that they would otherwise emit. The idea here is that creating a new asset class will unleash the incredible creativity of markets by harnessing the greed of elite sociopaths to the project of decarbonization, rather of the prudence of democratically accountable lawmakers.

Carbon offsets have not worked: they have been plagued by absolutely foreseeable problems that have not lessened, despite repeated attempts to mitigate them.

For starters, carbon offsets are a classic market for lemons. The cheapest way to make a carbon offset is to promise not to emit carbon you were never going to emit anyway, as when fake charities like the Nature Conservancy make millions by promising not to log forests that can't be logged because they are wildlife preserves:

https://pluralistic.net/2022/03/18/greshams-carbon-law/#papal-indulgences

Then there's the problem of monitoring carbon offsetting activity. Like, what happens when the forest you promise not to log burns down? If you're a carbon trader, the answer is "nothing." That burned-down forest can still be sold as if it were sequestering carbon, rather than venting it to the atmosphere in an out-of-control blaze:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/07/26/aggregate-demand/#murder-offsets

When you bought a plane ticket and ticked the "offset the carbon on my flight" box and paid an extra $10, I bet you thought that you were contributing to a market that incentivized a reduction in discretionary, socially useless carbon-intensive activity. But without those carbon offsets, SUVs would have all but disappeared from American roads. Carbon offsets for Tesla cars generated billions in carbon offsets for Elon Musk, and allowed SUVs to escape regulations that would otherwise have seen them pulled from the market:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/11/24/no-puedo-pagar-no-pagara/#Rat

What's more, Tesla figured out how to get double the offsets they were entitled to by pretending that they had a working battery-swap technology. This directly translated to even more SUVs on the road:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Criticism_of_Tesla,_Inc.#Misuse_of_government_subsidies

Harnessing the profit motive to the planet's survivability might sound like a good idea, but it assumes that corporations can self-regulate their way to a better climate future. They cannot. Think of how Canada's logging industry was allowed to clearcut old-growth forests and replace them with "pines in lines" – evenly spaced, highly flammable, commercially useful tree-farms that now turn into raging forest fires every year:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/09/16/murder-offsets/#pulped-and-papered

The idea of "market-based" climate solutions is that certain harmful conduct should be disincentivized through taxes, rather than banned. This makes carbon offsets into a kind of modern Papal indulgence, which let you continue to sin, for a price. As the outstanding short video Murder Offsets so ably demonstrates, this is an inadequate, unserious and immoral response to the urgency of the issue:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/04/14/for-sale-green-indulgences/#killer-analogy

Offsets and other market-based climate measures aren't "all of the above" – they exclude other measures that have better track-records and lower costs, because those measures cut against the interests of the business lobby. Writing for the Law and Political Economy Project, Yale Law's Douglas Kysar gives some pointed examples:

https://lpeproject.org/blog/climate-change-and-the-neoliberal-imagination/

For example: carbon offsets rely on a notion called "contrafactual carbon," this being the imaginary carbon that might be omitted by a company if it wasn't participating in offsets. The number of credits a company gets is determined by the difference between its contrafactual emissions and its actual emissions.

But the "contrafactual" here comes from a business-as-usual world, one where the only limit on carbon emissions comes from corporate executives' voluntary actions – and not from regulation, direct action, or other limits on corporate conduct.

Kysar asks us to imagine a contrafactual that depends on "carbon upsets," rather than offsets – one where the limits on carbon come from "lawsuits, referenda, protests, boycotts, civil disobedience":

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/cif-green/2010/aug/29/carbon-upsets-offsets-cap-and-trade

If we're really committed to "all of the above" as baseline for calculating offsets, why not imagine a carbon world grounded in foreseeable, evidence-based reality, like the situation in Louisiana, where a planned petrochemical plant was canceled after a lawsuit over its 13.6m tons of annual carbon emissions?

https://earthjustice.org/press/2022/louisiana-court-vacates-air-permits-for-formosas-massive-petrochemical-complex-in-cancer-alley

Rather than a tradeable market in carbon offsets, we could harness the market to reward upsets. If your group wins a lawsuit that prevents 13.6m tons of carbon emissions every year, it will get 13.6 million credits for every year that plant would have run. That would certainly drive the commercial imaginations of many otherwise disinterested parties to find carbon-reduction measures. If we're going to revive dubious medieval practices like indulgences, why not champerty, too?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Champerty_and_maintenance

That is, if every path to a survivable planet must run through Goldman-Sachs, why not turn their devious minds to figuring out ways to make billions in tradeable credits by suing the pants off oil companies?

There are any number of measures that rise to the flimsy standards of evidence in support of offsets. Like, we're giving away $85/ton in free public money for carbon capture technologies, despite the lack of any credible path to these making a serious dent in the climate situation:

https://www.spglobal.com/commodityinsights/en/market-insights/latest-news/energy-transition/072523-ira-turbocharged-carbon-capture-tax-credit-but-challenges-persist-experts

If we're willing to fund untested longshots like carbon capture, why not measures that have far better track-records? For example, there's a pretty solid correlation between the presence of women in legislatures and on corporate boards and overall reductions in carbon. I'm the last person to suggest that the problems of capitalism can be replaced by replacing half of the old white men who run the world with women, PoCs and queers – but if we're willing to hand billions to ferkakte scheme like carbon capture, why not subsidize companies that pack their boards with women, or provide campaign subsidies to women running for office? It's quite a longshot (putting Liz Truss or Marjorie Taylor-Greene on your board or in your legislature is no way to save the planet), but it's got a better evidentiary basis than carbon capture.

There's also good evidence that correlates inequality with carbon emissions, though the causal relationship is unclear. Maybe inequality lets the wealthy control policy outcomes and tilt them towards permitting high-emission/high-profit activities. Maybe inequality reduces the social cohesion needed to make decarbonization work. Maybe inequality makes it harder for green tech to find customers. Maybe inequality leads to rich people chasing status-enhancing goods (think: private jet rides) that are extremely carbon-intensive.

Whatever the reason, there's a pretty good case that radical wealth redistribution would speed up decarbonization – any "all of the above" strategy should certainly consider this one.

Kysar's written a paper on this, entitled "Ways Not to Think About Climate Change":

https://political-theory.org/resources/Documents/Kysar.Ways%20Not%20to%20Think%20About%20Climate%20Change.pdf

It's been accepted for the upcoming American Society for Political and Legal Philosophy conference on climate change:

https://political-theory.org/13257256

It's quite a bracing read! The next time someone tells you we should hand Elon Musk billions to in exchange for making it possible to legally manufacture vast fleets of SUVs because we need to try "all of the above," send them a copy of this paper.

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/10/31/carbon-upsets/#big-tradeoff

#pluralistic #neoliberalism #climate #market worship #economics #economism #there is no alternative #carbon credits #climate emergency #contrafactual carbon #carbon upsets #apologetics #murder offsets #indulgences

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rhaenin-time · 28 days

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The "B-b-but Daemon!" whiners will never cease to amaze me with their ability to blame Daemon for every single little thing under the sun. Yeah, the man is a menace and a rogue, but he's not responsible for all the wrongs in Alicent's life. I swear, Saint Puppy Eyes could break her nose and fans will theorize that Daemon went back in time to push her face first into a wall. Daemon has become the ultimate evil to Team Green when they have temperamental little maniacs like Aemond burning the Riverlands for no reason.

It's actually a product of very contradictory logic that you wouldn't believe people were operating under — if they didn't also use that logic in real life.

Because (most) of them know that there's no reasonable argument that places the fault for the Dance on Rhaenyra. But they still don't like her, or her cause, because her cause is her. Which is fine if you're a King but she's a woman which means she's selfish.

Daemon is morally grey and has a reputation for being ruthless, and unlike Rhaenyra he doesn't need to conduct himself as a future ruler. He's the future ruler's attack dog. So it's easier to project all the wrongs of the world onto him. And while plenty of rulers have "attack dogs" in their circle, that when Viserys was heir Daemon was his attack dog, the fact that Rhaenyra's a woman means sexists can say "well, actually it will be DAEMON who's in charge." Even though they'll then use the fact that she is in charge to blame her for his actions. And not just his actions. Because keep in mind, out of all the grown princes in the war, Daemon and Jace were the only ones to not only not do mass murder, but to also actively avoid mass murder.

And yet you see people justify the usurpation based on actions he doesn't even do but they can imagine him capable of if he occupied Rhaenyra's position without adjusting his behaviour to fit that position.

Now add to that the fact that we tend to use bad women as mascots for the bad men around them. Alicent the good woman is good because she goes along with convention and (mostly) appears to act within her role as a woman. Which means she's a poor innocent flower who's not responsible for the actions of the men around her, even if she's the one who influenced or empowered them. She's an object who 'knows' she's an object and even though she's the enemy's object, you tend not to punish the possessions of an enemy. (Though of course it does still happen but it's accepted as a 'bad' thing to do).

But Rhaenyra is a BAD woman and an object who refuses to act like an object which means she is responsible for her own actions — and also for the actions of the men around her. But only the bad actions. Her men's accomplishments are simply her having men do the work for her, of course. But she's also still an object of the enemy (Daemon) which means she's his but unlike Alicent, because she refuses to act the object, it means she can be held responsible for the actions of ALL the men around her. It means she can be seen as an extension of the men around her in a way Alicent is not.

Basically, it's about Rhaenyra.

#asoiaf #hotd #fire and blood #asoiaf fandom #rhaenyra targaryen #anti team green #hotd sexism #team black #daemon targeryan

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The villa of Commandant Höss: a "paradise" which shared a wall with Auschwitz.

ARCHITECTURE OF GENOCIDE: THE ZONE OF INTEREST (2023)

Before I saw this film, I'd assumed that it would illustrate the way architecture can be used to facilitate denial or self-deception. Like PARASITE (2019), in which one - in that case wholly fictional - family creates a lavish domestic retreat from which they can't see the overcrowding, poverty and suffering that surrounds them. But although Hedwig Höss speaks of planting vines to cover the wall they share with Auschwitz, there's no pretending this neighbour isn't there. The Höss's live in a pristine 1937 villa, with a manicured garden where they have parties and their children swim in a pool, and this juxtaposition is chilling. But they can still see the chimneys, and hear the screams, and nobody is denying what's next door.

This is one of the most horrifying movies I've seen, and that's due to the banality of the domestic scenes. We aren't watching a stereotypically deranged mass murderer, or even a psychopathic commandant at work inside the camp. Instead we see a comfortable house, a beautiful garden, two parents who love one another and their children. And who've somehow been able to assimilate the fact that millions are being murdered behind their garden wall.

The film is based loosely on a novel, but also on research into the lives of the real Höss's. A replica was built of their villa and garden, only metres from where the real home still stands. It's suggested that the real Rudolf and Hedwig considered themselves homesteaders, reclaiming rural territory for the 'master race', as was the Nazi ideal. In the film, Hedwig repeatedly emphasises the role of building and grounds as a status symbol. Their villa had been taken from its Polish owners and architecturally altered to fit the Höss's image. Most of the items inside would have been plundered from Jewish homes, and others, such as stools, and the wheelbarrow full of smaller seized items, would have been custom-made by prisoners. This isnt a home that is genteel in spite of the camp next door. On the contrary, everything about it, down to the fur coat on Hedwig's back, exists as a result of persecution and genocide.

The Zone was an exclusion area of over 40 sq. km around the camp, created after Poles and Jews were expelled from nearby villages. It's jarring how idyllic it appears in the film, with meadows, birdsong, a gently babbling river. While obviously not as horrifying as human apathy, the indifference of a place to the evil it houses is disconcerting, especially if you're in a profession like architecture or urban design, where places are thought to be somehow expressive of what occurs within them. We do see the horror occasionally seep beyond camp walls - a practiced scramble to leave sun loungers as crematoria smoke seeps into the garden, a wash of ash infiltrating the picturesque river.

It's likely that the filmmakers were using the extreme example of this family to remind us of our own ability to become apathetic and desensitised to the suffering of strangers, particularly when we feel our personal safety and comfort may be threatened. (Current campaigns to essentially criminalise poverty in the form of homelessness in certain cities, come to mind). Obviously the murder of millions is an evil on a completely different scale, and I have to believe that 99% of us wouldnt be capable of the Höss's actions, but it's a chilling and worthwhile reminder nonetheless.

#the zone of interest #architecture #rudolph hoss #nazi #auschwitz #feature films

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padfootagain · 4 months

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The Last Ones On Earth (IV)

Chapter 4: An Age

Hello, hello! Here is a new chapter for my Darkling series!

I hope you like it! Let me know what you think!

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Pairing: The Darkling x reader

Warnings for the series: mentions and depictions of violence and warfare, mentions of trauma

Warnings for the chapter: None

Summary: You and the Darkling are a team, even if no one knows it. Beyond being a team, you are the only one he trusts, and he's the only one you care about, and you're each other's true love. But if you've kept your secrets hidden for a long time, now that the Sun Summoner is fighting against you, it's time to reveal who you are, and what you are capable of...

Word Count: 2744

Masterlist for the series – The Darkling’s Masterlist – Main Masterlist

Alina stares at you as if you were a ghost. Or perhaps a dragon. Or a strange mix of both.

You give her a minute to register your words, you can almost call them a threat. You doubt that she’s weighing her options, though. You reckon she simply tries to understand what your words mean.

And then it’s back. The pride in her gaze, the rise in her chin, the tightness in her jaw.

Stupid girl who believes herself important…

“You say you want to talk, and yet you use threats already.”

“Who was put in chains to see you again?” you reply with amused sarcasm.

“And we were clearly right to mistrust you,” Zoya crosses her arms before her chest, her beautiful features slightly distorted by anger.

“Indeed!” you shoot her a smile. “It was pretty reckless to let me see all of you so easily.”

“David vouched for you,” Genya replies in a grim fashion, and David averts his eyes to stare at the carpet.

But your smile softens as you turn to him.

“Thank you, David. That was very nice of you.”

You turn towards Alina again. You notice that her hands ae touching.

Your smile grows, this time, more threatening, almost predatory.

“Child, let’s not make a mess. I simply want to talk, I haven’t come to hurt anyone.”

“Say that to the soldiers outside.”

“Collateral damage, I’m afraid,” you shrug. “I’m not going to hurt anyone in this room, I promise.”

“If you side with the Darkling, is your word worth anything?”

You raise a surprised eyebrow.

“If you truly knew him, you’d know how foolish that remark is. The Darkling is a lot of things, but he does stay true to his words.”

“And by ‘a lot of things’, you do include mass murderer, of course,” Nikolai points out.

“Coming from a man whose main occupations are pirating and inventing mass-destruction weaponry, I do find the remark particularly ironic.”

But you heave a sigh, tired of losing time you don’t have. There is too much work to do. Grisha to rescue, friends to bury, a whole nation to lead…

“Now, please, Alina. Again, I will not hurt you, so come sit down so we can talk.”

“I’ve never liked you,” the girl mumbles under her breath, her hands slowly moving, and you can see glow coming from her fingertips.

You roll your eyes.

“If I fought every person I didn’t like, only three people in this room would still be alive, including me. And you would not be breathing anymore, Starkov. But as I can’t choke you to death with my bare hands the way I truly long to, please, don’t do anything stupid and sit down.”

With a frustrated sigh, Alina closes her fists, but lets her power subside, and at long last, joins the gathering around the wooden table again.

“We will not yield when it comes to destroying the Fold,” Alina stubbornly declares.

“I am aware of repeating myself, but it will not work without the Fold,” you reply.

“You cannot destroy entire villages!”

“You cannot force people to change if you give them a chance to remain as they are.”

“People can change.”

“They can,” you nod in agreement. “But most of the time, they don’t want to. Why would they? If what you are asking for goes against their own interest, why would they change?”

“Because it’s the right thing to do.”

You snort at that.

“Please… Don’t be so naïve. Of course, some people have enough compassion to not hurt Grisha. But the majority will take centuries to reach this kind of tolerance. And in the meantime, people are dying. Our people.”

“We are all Ravkan,” Nikolai argues.

“Are we? Because when I was arrested by your men a few weeks ago and kept in a cage without water, food, or anything against the cold for three days, waiting to be executed that more Grisha were captured because, and I quote ‘it would be a waste of energy to set up the gallows just for a couple of them’… without any sort of trial or justice whatsoever, I did not feel very Ravkan… but I did feel very much Grisha.”

Nikolai doesn’t answer, instead he looks guiltily at his hands.

“I don’t care about Ravka,” you answer in honesty. “I don’t care about Shu Han, I don’t care about Fjerda, or any other nation. At the end of the day, we are all humans. And we are Grisha, and otkazat’sya. The Fold is not to be used as a threat against Ravka alone, that’s the whole point. It’s the only weapon in our possession that is powerful enough for all Grisha to be safe, no matter where they come from.”

“I do not condone what has been done to you,” Nikolai finally speaks, his voice slow and measured. “But if people are turning against Grisha, it is because of the Darkling’s actions.”

You roll your eyes at that.

“This has been going on for centuries, it is nothing new, they simply have an excuse to do as they please without any repercussion, and they enjoy their newly-found freedom to slaughter all the Grisha they want. It happens again, and again. We have tried to be useful, we have tried to prove people we are no threat, we have tried working hand in hand with kings, and it doesn’t work. The Fold is our last chance.”

“You speak as if you had done all of that, but you are barely older than us,” Zoya spits in a venomous tone. “Who do you think you are, Maeve?”

“Y/N,” you interrupt her.

The girl frowns.

“What?”

“My real name is Y/N. Maeve is only my latest identity, I’ve had many of those before.”

Suddenly, Alina’s eyes grow round, and she finally seems afraid of you.

At long last, some intelligence…

“Are you a spy?” David asks, taken aback by your statement.

But you shake your head.

“Not exactly.”

“You are like him.”

All turn to Alina as she speaks again, her voice uneasy.

“You said you are a powerful Durast.”

“Incredibly powerful,” you correct her.

“You are like the Darkling.”

“Aleksander. That’s his name.”

He’ll hate you for saying it out loud, for revealing something so personal about him.

Aleksander. His first name, his true one. The one only you and Baghra know. The one that tastes of the young man you met all these years ago, unconscious in the snow somewhere near Fjerda…

All around the table frown. As if they never wondered what his name was. And perhaps they truly never cared to wonder. Perhaps the title was enough. It’s easier, anyway, to stare at a man you send to die on a battlefield and see only a rank, a title, and not the human wearing it. It’s easier too to kill an enemy if he is but a shadow, a symbol, and not an actual breathing man.

You lean a little over the table, your forearms resting on the hard surface, your fingers intertwining together.

“Aleksander and I are extremely powerful Grisha. Just like you, Alina. Just like Baghra. Just like Saints.”

“I don’t understand,” Mal admits.

“Grisha draw great strengths from using their powers. The more powerful you are, the better your health. Some of us are so powerful, we are virtually immortal. Or, well, if you smash my head with a sword, I will die. But I barely age at all. I can leave for thousands of years.”

“Bullshit,” Nikolai curses.

“I’m afraid not. It is a great curse, indeed. But power always has a cost.”

“Some would consider themselves lucky to never age. Especially my mother, considering all her efforts to hide her true age…”

“Well, my dear prince, your mother has not seen people dying for hundreds of years.”

Again, Nikolai looked away.

“You said that Alina was like that too…” Mal insists, and you don’t fail to notice the way Alina flees his gaze.

“Indeed. She will without a doubt outlive all of you, and your descendants on many generations.”

“If it’s so unbearable, why are you still alive? We wouldn’t be in this mess if you and the Darkling had given up,” Zoya adds bitterly.

But when you turn to her, your stare is filled with a cold fire that shushes her.

“Many powerful Grisha kill themselves, after a while, after it’s too much to see all the people you love die over and over again. Aleksander and I were lucky, we found each other. And don’t forget that without our efforts, the Little Palace would not exist and Grisha would have never known any type of safety. We were the first to manage to live for longer than a couple of years at the same place, while using our powers, and remain safe.”

“You speak as if you were there when the Little Palace was built,” David frowns.

“I was there,” you correct him. “I built the place. Literally. I am a Fabrikator, after all.”

“You do expect us to believe you?” Mal scoffs, but Alina shushes him quickly. And you can see on the faces of the others that their opinion of you changes as they realize that Alina does, indeed, believe you.

And rightly so. After all, you are telling the truth. The way you had planned to do.

You choose your next words carefully.

“I have seen the same pattern again and again. I know what will happen, because I have seen it before. I have tried every other way to help Grisha: hiding, fighting, being useful, being tamed, being strong… it doesn’t work. It never works, because otkazat’sya are afraid of our power, because they feel different and thus frightened. You ask me to wait, that we are in no rush to change the world, but I have been working towards that goal for hundreds of years. I am not in a rush, I am patient, indeed. But things must change, eventually. And we have an opportunity here that will never present itself again for things to finally go the way we want.”

You heave a sigh, and you seem tired now. Despite your face untouched by the many years you have spent on this earth, there is something new in your gaze, a sadness that doesn’t fit the youth of your features. It seems ancient, brought by a pain too great to have occurred in only a lifetime.

“If you want proof, I can tell you everything you want to know. I’ll tell you how Aleksander and I met. How we ran. How we hid. How we fought. All the things that we tried to help Grisha and how it always failed. How we were betrayed and how we survived. If it can prove my point, then so be it.”

“How old are you?” Alina asks after a short silent.

Her voice is cautious, slow. As if she’s afraid of your answer. And perhaps she is. She should be. After all, it shows how powerful you are, how much of a threat you can be. To her, who is doomed to a deathless life as well, it also means facing the truth about her lover.

Your smile is smug when your lips curl upwards and you answer.

“I’ll turn 889 in a couple of months.”

Over 400 years ago

Os Alta – over the grounds of the royal Palace

Your hands moved relentlessly in those days. There was so much work to be done. You had help, of course, from otkazat’sya workers but also from other Fabrikators. It was the name that was chosen for the Grisha sharing your powers, along with a colour: purple, like the petals of flowers, like berries, like poisons…

But on this room, your work was to be done in solitude. No one could know about the changes you were bringing to Aleksander’s War Room. It would protect you from eavesdroppers, fire, and many other threats. It would be a safe room. Even if Aleksander’s plan in the army seemed to be working for now, you reckoned you couldn’t stop being cautious. You needed safety, as always.

“You are working too late, my love.”

The warm voice filled your heart with something both peaceful and excited. You couldn’t refrain a smile as you turned to your husband, who was walking inside the room and closing the door behind him.

“You must rest,” he insisted, but you shook your head.

“I am perfectly fine. Besides, I can’t work on this room during the day, it’s too risky.”

Of course, he knew you were right. Still, he wished you could rest more, he wished you could be safe and wouldn’t have to hide…

Soon. He hoped it could be soon. With this safe haven you were building together, it could be the answer to everything. Perhaps it could even be a home…

You chuckled fondly as he wrapped his arms around you from behind, pulling you close.

“You’re distracting me!” you complained in faked annoyance, and Aleksander knew perfectly what you were doing.

“You love it.”

“I do not! I am busy!”

“And I am tired and long for a good night of sleep in a comfortable bed with my beloved wife.”

“Is it not too risky?”

“We are safe for now, let’s enjoy it, while it lasts.”

“Do you think this could be it? That we could finally remain safe?”

“I do not know. I hope so.”

“But we’re both too old for foolish hopes, huh?”

You exchanged a sad smile.

“We should not be seen as a couple,” Aleksander went on, and he knew he was breaking your heart a little by saying that, the same way he was breaking his own. “It would be too dangerous.”

“I agree. We are both powerful, we will live long lives… It would be too frightening for the otkazat’sya.”

“Build us a room where we can be ourselves, my love. We will pretend the rest of the time.”

You turned in his arms to face him, and his hand immediately raised to rest over your cheek.

“I’ll make you pay for that,” you warned him, and he raised a surprised eyebrow.

“Really? Will you? And how could I repay this debt towards my favourite Fabrikator?”

“An awful lot of kisses will be required. And some cakes. Lots of sweets.”

You both laughed at that, despite your shared tiredness, despite all the things you had been through. A bright laugh made of bright hope, a fool’s hope perhaps, but hope all the same. The sounds filled up the empty room, and echoed in its blank space.

“So, we’ll hide that we are married?” you asked after growing quiet again, and Aleksander nodded, although you could see it pained him to do so.

“It’s safer this way. If I am to step up, I will have many enemies.”

You nodded, tugging your head on his chest, so he could rest his chin on you.

“We’ll make it work,” you reassured him, feeling the tension in his body, the fear too. “We’ll make it work, Aleks.”

“I know. I’m just… worried that you might… that I might lose you.”

“You won’t lose me. I’ll be right there. And I’ll steal an awful lot of kisses in this room.”

“Is it safe already?”

“Safe enough for us to have this conversation, yes.”

“Can you lock the door?”

“Already done it.”

He chuckled.

“You’re getting good at using your powers without moving your hands.”

“I still had to move a finger, but my hands didn’t touch.”

“That’s my wife. So powerful.”

But he felt you tensing in his gentle hold.

“It will be worth it, right? All these moments together we’ll have to sacrifice, all this fighting, all this work… tell me it will be worth it. Tell me we’ll make it.”

He took your face in both his hands to force you to look up at him.

“It will be worth it,” he assured you, and in his dark eyes, you saw no lies nor doubts. “We will make it through. You and me, the way we have planned. The way we promised each other we would.”

“Until we’re the last ones on Earth?” you still asked in a trembling voice, even if you didn’t doubt him.

He nodded, a smile on his lips as he pulled you in a tight hold again.

“Until we’re the last ones on Earth, my love.”

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Taglist : @reg-arcturus-black @wolfmoonmusic @budugu @sayumiht

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joeybaboo20 · 1 year

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Random Quotes from An Incorrect Quotes Generator (ft The 7 + Will & Nico)

Leo: I'm naturally funny because my life is a joke.

Jason: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything? Jason: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies. Piper: Socks are Feetie Heaties. Percy: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties. Will: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies. Leo: Stamps are Lickie Stickies. Frank: I hate you guys so much.

Nico: You spent all our money on THIS?? Will, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.

Piper: Can we talk about that mass email you sent? Percy: Why? It was important. Piper: All it says is, "I'm back on my shit". Jason, shrugging: The people need to know.

Nico: We’re getting married, bitches! Will: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

the squad is at a dinner party but someone has been murdered Leo: You’re acting pretty carefree for someone who’s life’s at stake. Who’s to say you aren’t the killer? Will: It’s a murder, not a tax audit. I’ll be fine. Piper: What about Annabeth? Nobody ever suspects Annabeth! Annabeth: Well what about Hazel? They have a gun! Hazel: Leo has a knife. Leo: Yeah, for fun, not for murder! stabs Piper in the arm

Nico: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO- Hazel: It was me… Nico: …Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

Will: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO- Nico: It was me… Will: …Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

Percy: My head hurts. Annabeth: That’s your brain trying to comprehend its own stupidity.

Nico: Get in, loser, we’re committing vehicular manslaughter!

Nico: When you work at lush and a customer comes in and bites the soap because they think it’s cheese… this happens way more frequently than you think. Will: If you stopped literally presenting soap as deli food this wouldn't happen. Nico: Who goes into a bath store and thinks something covered in glitter is cheese? Annabeth: Who goes to the store and just takes a bite from the cheese?

Will: I'm gonna need a human skull but you can't ask why. Nico: Only if you also don't ask why. Nico: pulls four pristine human skulls out of their bag Will: … Will, grabbing a skull: This one will do.

Percy: Don't break someone's heart, they only have one. Nico: Break one of their bones instead, they have 206 of them.

Piper: Don't break someone's heart, they only have one. Will: Break one of their bones instead, they have 206 of them.

Hazel: What’s up with Will? They’ve been laying on the floor for like….an hour now? Leo: They're just a little overwhelmed. Hazel: Why? Leo: Nico smiled at them.

Hazel: I can’t tell if you’re a genius or just incredibly arrogant. Leo: Well, on a good day, I’m both.

Percy: So are you gonna explain how the hell you crashed my car? Nico: Well we were driving and there was a deer in the road, so I said "Will, deer!" Percy: …And what did Will do? Nico: …They said "Yes, Honey?"

Piper: Nico… How do I begin to explain Nico? Frank: Nico is flawless. Percy: I hear their hair's insured for $10,000. Jason: I hear they do car commercials… in Japan. Leo: One time they punched me in the face… it was awesome.

Percy: Annabeth… How do I begin to explain Annabeth? Frank: Annabeth is flawless. Piper: I hear their hair's insured for $10,000. Nico: I hear they do car commercials… in Japan. Will: One time they punched me in the face… it was awesome.

Nico: Oh, so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, its “intelligent” and “really cool”. Nico: But when I do it, I’m “petty” and “need to let it go”.

Nico: Annabeth, you're my best friend. Annabeth: Best friend? BEST friend?! Bitch, I'm your only friend. Annabeth: I'M THE ONLY ONE CAPABLE OF TOLERATING YOUR DUMB ASS!

Jason: Nico is a little bitch. Hazel: Why? Jason: Number one, they're little. Number two, they're a bitch.

Leo: God has let me live another day and I'm going to make it everyone's problem.

Leo: I think it’s time I get my life in order. Percy, narrating: But they did not get their life in order. In fact, they got drunk last night and fought a raccoon.

Percy: I think it’s time I get my life in order. Leo, narrating: But they did not get their life in order. In fact, they got drunk last night and fought a raccoon.

Leo: New year, same me. Because I'm perfect.

Annabeth, holding a gun: If the conspiracies about life being a simulation are true WHOEVERS CONTROLLING MY SIM I JUST WANNA TALK.

Percy: Piper and I are so close we even share a toothbrush. Piper: We what?

Leo: Frank, I screwed up, big time. Frank: Leo, given your daily life experiences, you’re gonna have to be more specific.

Will, jumping out of Nico's closet: BOO! Nico: Will: Nico: Will: makes a sad face Nico: Ahh! Oh my god! You scared me!

Percy: I just wanted to say that over the years, I have come to regard you as… people I met.

Percy: Are you busy? Nico: Yes. Percy: Cool, listen to this…

Will: I want a trip down memory lane. Hazel: proceeds to grab every warrior cats book they have and sets them in Will's lap Hazel: I heard you needed these? Will: YES! ALL OF THEM!

Will: If I were a drink, I'd be Cherry Vanilla Coke. If you were a drink, what would you be? Nico: Bleach. Percy: Sewage. Will: …Please calm down, edgelords.

Leo: I think I should be allowed on ghost hunter tv shows. Hazel: I think that would be dangerous for the ghosts.

Percy, in a horrible German accent: Bill Nye is on break, I'm Bill Nein. Leo: Can I go to the bathroom? Percy, in the same horrible German accent: Nein!

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zvtara-was-never-canon · 29 days

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Katara would regret murdering Yon Rah? Why?

Because she's a literal child. A very compassionate, emotional, sensitive child. Taking a life takes a toll in the mind of pretty much everyone, except serial killers/mass murderers. Even sociopaths/psychopaths can be greatly affected by it despite the common misconception of "having anti-social personality disorder means you're an evil, souless person capable of EVERYTHING"

Yon Rah did something horrible that Katara would never forgive. He is still a human being. One that was chewed up and spat out by the people he used to obey and now leads a miserable life, with only someone who clearly hates him, and that hates back, as company. He doesn't wanna die, but in all honesty killing him would be doing him a favor. He's too cowardly to long for death, but he doesn't really have anything to live for.

Much like sparing someone as egocentric as Ozai was a much more fitting punishment than killing him, letting Yon Rah go back to his miserable life after being scared half to death was "cruel mercy", and spares Katara of adding one more trauma to her already lengthy list over a man that is just not worth it.

He already stole part of her childhood innocence when he killed her mother. Katara won't let him have what's left of it by freeing him of his miserable life.

#katara meta

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fanarchoslashivist · 5 months

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One of the things I really love about Pitch Black, aside from being just a fun, multilayered, and entertaining villain, is that what makes him so sympathetic is also what makes him irredeemable.

He thinks he's right! He fully believes, with his whole heart, that children should be raised in fear. He is the perfect metaphor for outdated harmful parenting in a children's movie. Kids should be raised with love and care! if you work too hard to give your kids material things, even with good intentions, you may miss out on actually spending time with them! Great lessons, with the villain being a sympathetic lonely man who is being forgotten by everyone, why? Because he thinks children should be raised in fear.

And he's so good at it. Other villains/antagonist parental figures in kids media like Mother Gothel (tangled) and Claude Frollo (hunchbac of notre dame) use the same tactics but they, unlike Pitch, are easily seen through by the audience because they lack that one thing Pitch has. Pitch CARES. Pitch is sad, he's tragic, he's lonely. It's not that you believe him, it's that you WANT to believe him. You don't want him to hurt, You feel guilty. You believe he is capable of being better, you want to give him the chance. He's that sad old man in the nursing home whose kids never visit him. You feel bad for him, you're supposed to, even though his loneliness is the result of his own actions.

Pitch's difference with Gothel and Frollo are not enough to save him, because unlike the antagonist parental figures that do get redemption like Ming Lee (turning red) and Alma Madrigal (encanto) is his refusal to change. His reaction to Jack's rejection is to flinch in pain, yes, then to threaten Jack's best friend, break his possessions, and physically assault him before dumping him down into a crevice of ice.

He manipulates, he picks at Jack's insecurities, tearing him down bit by bit with his words so Jack feels worthless, then sets him up for failure, to take the blame for Pitch's own actions. He lures him into a trap then throws him out to face the consequences, then after Jack has faced the backlash of the 'cruel world' he comes back in with sweet words of comfort and affirmation.

It's the same thing your parents use against you. They love you. They want what's best for you. They just want to keep you safe, keep you on the right path, keep you in line and obedient.

It's not FAIR that you won't let him hurt you, it's not FAIR that you want to be safe and loved, that you want to set boundaries, that you want to be treated with kindness and respect.

Then, once you get into the books you start to really peel back those layers into the why, he's a war veteran who believed in the goodness of others, in treating people with kindness and dignity, in giving grace and humanity to your enemies, and that reputation got his family killed. From his perspective, his lesson, is that the belief in goodness will get you and everyone you love DEAD. He is a perfect metaphor for the traumatized survivor trying to beat all the weakness out of the next generation, but what did that do? What did his crusade against the light do? His descent into his madness? His lashing out in his grief? It destroyed everything. He, the humanitarian who lost his family and became the mass murderer of the entire Golden Age.

But if you just let him tourment a few kids on this planet he's totally not going to repeat that process. Promise. Stop being mean to me. All of you are so mean to me. Just let me raise my kids my way. I have parental rights!

Pitch is so believable in his loneliness in the movie because he does absolutely think it is unjust and unfair that he is not allowed to abuse kids. The first steps to any redemption he would have needs to rest entirely on his understanding that how he treats children is Wrong. Its the same crisis that many parents whose kids grew up and moved away and cut ties with them face. But instead of owning up to their mistakes in how they raised their kids they lash out and place blame. It's the gay agenda. It's woke brainwashing. It's this soft weak coddling society that convinces everyone they are a victim. It's not - ever - because I was in the wrong.

#rin's nonsense #rotg #pitch black #kozmotis pitchiner

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kittlesandbugs · 15 hours

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As much as I love having the Dark Urge as a customizable player character background because Nox is my babygirl sugarplum mass murderer, I think it would have been fucking incredible to have them be a companion. You wake up on the beach and find a heavily amnesiac person also suffering a tadpole infestation. But they're pretty likeable and seem a capable fighter. Really capable. Better take them along.

They're a little weird though. Twitchy as you pull Gale out of the portal. Looking at Astarion oddly. A little too into being covered in blood. Dude seriously, you want to eat the bbq dwarf??? Anyway.

Maybe you gain their trust and they admit that they dream of unspeakable violence and have urges to commit them when awake. Maybe you take them seriously. Maybe you brush it off like everyone else. Maybe you never learn about this. But then one morning you wake up and your amnesiac is standing over a fresh desecrated dead bard.

Well fuck. Maybe you expel them from camp, wash your hands of this nightmare. But on the other hand, they're a super great fighter and you do enjoy their company. Maybe this is a one off and you can help them try to control this inexplicable urge. Maybe you think you can harness and guide this urge to suit your own purposes. So you keep them around.

Where'd they get that sweet invisibility cape? Don't worry about it. You have bigger fish to fry.

And then you get that Last Light. Will they admit to wanting to kill Isobel? I guess that depends on how much they trust you. Maybe if they don't trust you, they'll go rogue in the fight and kill her without telling you. Maybe they'll admit to it and you have a choice. Is the prize they said they're promised worth Last Light sight unseen? Or will you encourage them to not kill Isobel? Maybe they listen to you. Maybe they don't. But if they do... you might wake up with a knife at your throat. Or find them pinning down another companion. Maybe you'll convince them to resist. Maybe you can't and a companion dies.

Regardless of Isobel or potential companion murder, you have a choice to make. Are they worth keeping around? They're clearly dangerous, and it can't entirely be controlled. But it mostly worked out okay this time, right? And you do really like their personality when they aren't behaving rabidly. And if they have it, that giant monster form is sure to come in handy later when you start taking on bigger foes, right?

So you keep them and then you get to Baldur's Gate and what the fuck do you mean Gortash was besties with them and made the whole Absolute scheme together? What the fuck do you mean that pasty weird shapeshifter girl is your "sister"? What the fuck do you mean you're the scion of Bhaal, the God of Murder. I mean it makes perfect sense but... What the fuck man.

They don't know, they're as clueless as you are. They have no idea how things should proceed. So they continue to defer to you and assist as needed. Things just keep getting weirder but honestly everyone traveling with you has their own special nightmare that needs resolved so. Keep trucking.

And then you reach the temple of Bhaal. Hoo boy. Are they going to reject Bhaal after the showdown with their sister? Well, I guess that depends on your actions so far. Have you gained their trust? Did you refrain from slaughtering the Grove? Have you helped them resist the Urge at Last Light/companion problems? Then yeah, they'll reject Bhaal and everything will be fine. Congrats, they're (mostly) normal now after Withers resurrects them. The game continues normally.

But maybe you didn't do those things. Maybe they don't trust you. Or maybe you've been encouraging them this whole time in a bid to use their violence to your gains. They swear themself to Bhaal as Chosen. Jaheira tries to convince you how bad a choice this is. Maybe you finally agree this is a problem that needs to be nipped in the bud and help her kill them. Or maybe you're just that sure of yourself that you have them properly harnessed despite their fealty to Bhaal. And you help them slay Jaheira to keep everyone else in line.

And then maybe when all is said and done... They kill you and the Emperor, and take control of the Brain in the name of their Father. Because you were too blind to see that their Father was pulling the strings all along, and you were unknowingly the puppet of your own demise.

#bg3 #The dark urge #Rambling? As if #This post was brought to you by the countless hours of me thinking about how nox would be as a companion lol #Anyway larian i think you missed a real opportunity to make your players insane on their first runs

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pianocat939 · 1 year

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Hiya Celina ! Would it be ok to request Yandere Leo reaction/HCs after portals his darling back to his room only for the reader be portal pirate snapped (got that idea after watching portal jacked) hope this is ok 👑

After this, I can start writing the first part of Unintentional Murder~~ I'm so excited it's unbelievable.

Thank you for waiting. I'm kinda slow at getting requests done (compared to what I used to do I mean) so your patience is appreciated.

Tw: Blood, kidnapping (Not by Leo, by pirates), mass murder, violence

Yandere Leo when MC gets Portal Snapped

It was supposed to be a lovely night. A night of cuddles and video games. But imagine his rage when some pirates had the audacity to steal his poor love. They must be so terrified and alone, needing his rescue right this very moment.

Those bastards will regret what they've done after he finds out who it is. After all, wouldn't anyone feel horrible after being diced to a tiny square?

He dashes to Hueso's place to ask where he can find the culprits. The first time, when his brothers got taken, did he want the skeleton to tag along, but with his darling? No, he wants to do it himself to show his capability.

After discovering where the pirates reside, he first locates where you are in case you are injured. Let's say you're in the center of the dock, tied to a chair, with the pirates singing and dancing around you. It's disgusting how close they are to you; it only spurs Leo even more.

He gets on the dock in a hurry, eager to feel your warmth in his arms again. Before the pirates can react, he stabs the nearest one. Blood stains his arm, covering it in a ruby liquid.

The others swarm around him, attempting to avenge their now-dead comrade. But they're no match to Leo, especially when he's filled with fury. Within minutes bodies lay still on the ground, and the floorboards that were once a deep brown are now burgundy.

Leo turns to you, stumbling forward clumsily. He takes your face in his hands, purring lowly.

"Mi corazón~ I've got you: I'll always have you. I won't let anyone steal you away from me. Not without violence involved."

He lightly pecks your face, snout nudged against your skin and you sit there and wonder what terror is brought upon this land.

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Ah I do love an occasional bloody piece. It creates terrifying expressions in my head.

- Celina

#yandere #yandere x reader #rottmnt #tmnt #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #tmnt 2018 #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #leo

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saintsenara · 27 days

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there is so much new stuff on your blog that i need to catch up with omg and i swear i will get to it BUT. BUT FIRST. i have a question (which, funnily, is really relevant to my actual offline life rn): if tom riddle was a doctor, what specialty would he practice? [he gives me major neurosurgery vibes] and, more laterally, what do you think makes a good surgeon? as in, what kind of personality types fare the best in a surgical program?

now this is the sort of content i like to see!

while i can certainly see good old dr riddle [bmbch oxon] very much enjoying having a rummage around in a patient's cranium, he strikes me as someone who would prefer specialties on the medical, rather than surgical, spectrum - and, especially, would like specialties which require a lot of sifting through evidence and solving mysteries. he's clearly a puzzle girly [why else would he spend his teenage years coming up with anagrams of his own name?] and so i think he'd very much like the parts of his job which allowed him to spend half his time running a lot of invasive tests on people and the other half skulking in a lab getting an enormous amount of money to run research projects...

so he's applying for:

haematology

aka: staring at blood - which is right up his alley. his particular interest is coagulation disorders in pregnant women - and their contribution to these women dying in childbirth.

histopathology

aka: staring at slices of tissue. he's determined to find out whether or not the soul resides in the liver.

neuropathology

i think we can all picture him presiding over a collection of brains preserved in formalin. one of them is dumbledore's.

forensic pathology

cutting up corpses by order of the state? he's in! his team of graduate students have conned several million out of the wellcome trust and are spending it trying to reanimate their specimens.

forensic psychiatry

because while if you want to be a good psychiatrist you need an iron will and well-developed sense of empathy, if you want to be a bad one you need to be able to gaslight, gatekeep, and girlboss. and our tom's got that nailed...

now.

the above flippancy is about to make me look quite bad, because i am also a puzzle girly, and i like medicine precisely for the sort of mystery solving and research paper publishing it enables. but i'm not a mass-murderer, which i feel it's important to clarify...

i'm not a surgeon either - i didn't struggle with the gory bits of the work, i just didn't find any of the surgical specialties i shadowed during my training particularly compelling in re: that element of mystery.

while the reputation they sometimes have - especially on tv - for being scalpel-wielding jocks isn't accurate, it's certainly true that the defining trait you need as a surgeon is total, unshakeable conviction. in all medical specialities outside of emergency medicine you have the option to adopt a wait-and-see approach a lot of the time - but you do not have this option if you've got someone open on the table in front of you. you need to be enormously decisive, capable of tunnel-vision, incredibly good under pressure, and also a little bit arrogant - the only way you can get through the terror of knowing that you're responsible for slicing and dicing someone [particularly in specialties like neonatal surgery or neurosurgery] is to believe unquestioningly that you're going to smash it.

these are probably all traits you already possess - they're certainly something it benefits all doctors to have, in moderation - and they can also be learned and honed through practise, but they're going to be most crucial in surgery because - the vast majority of the time - your issue won't be working out what's wrong with a patient, it'll be pulling off the operation without a hitch.

surgeons still get to do academic work, clinical research and so on, but if you think you want to be a surgeon, you really have to like that slicing and dicing, in-and-out aspect of the work. if you can't see yourself performing thousands upon thousands of the same operation, it's not for you.

#asks answered #tom riddle listened to doctor death religiously change my mind #he's giving medical malpractice #on medicine

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yanderes-galore · 2 months

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Can I request ragnvaldr hc from f&h?

Sure! Honestly the last main Funger 1 character I have to do after this is probably Enki if he's requested. Not fully proofread, there may be mistakes.

Yandere! Ragnvaldr Concept

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Trauma, Dark themes, Death/Mass Murder, Violence, Threats, Blood, Gore, Jealousy, Possessive/Protective behavior, Forced relationship, Fear and Hunger content.

Ragnvaldr was born with the soul of the tormented, he's destined to struggle in his life... which is what made him what he is.

I feel his obsession counts as one of those struggles.

He's incredibly strong and has an iron will.

He was forced to come back to his home to see his entire tribe and village dead by The Knights of The Midnight Sun.

This included his wife and child.

He enters the Dungeons of Fear and Hunger to find Le'garde and exact revenge.

In fact, his only goal is revenge.

Yet while try to pursue his goal, he finds you.

You are pleasant distraction... a sight for sore eyes in a place such as the dungeons.

Ragnvaldr tries not to distract himself too much with you, he has a goal.

But you still manage to tag along... at first just following from behind.

When he confronts you and asks what you're planning, you say you want to help his quest.

You don't want to be alone here.

For some reason, Ragnvaldr takes pity on you and allows you to follow along with him.

Perhaps you reminded him of the family he used to have.

Ragnvaldr, despite his appearance, is capable of being kind.

When you follow along on his quest he teaches you important skills.

While he's capable of taking on threats, you stick by to heal him and keep him going with whatever supplies you find.

You try not to ask much about his motivations but you can tell he's hellbent on something.

I feel out of the entire main cast for Funger 1, Ragnvaldr is the most terrifying as a yandere due to his physical prowess.

I feel Cahara is bad due to his touchy and persistent nature, D'arce is bad due to her delusional behavior, Enki may be bad psychologically, but Ragnvaldr is bad since he is so strong.

You've seen how he can tear through threats in this place.

Especially if you see how he treats Le'garde when he gets his hands on him.

You look away when Ragnvaldr deals with Le'garde, if the fool is even alive when you get there.

It's not the worst thing you've seen.

Ragnvaldr probably uses you as a way to cope with the loss of his family.

That can be by seeing you as a close companion or perhaps even another romantic partner.

Ragnvaldr seems like he's be possessive but also protective.

He won't admit it but he dreads the thought of losing you.

As a result he works hard to keep you beside him.

If you seem upset or are losing sanity, he'll be by your side to hold you.

He probably dislikes you taking in other people to the group, like Cahara, D'arce, or Enki.

However, he holds his rage back.

Oh... but imagine Ragnvaldr during his S Ending as a yandere.

You watch as this man slaughters every paranormal creature in his path, all to soothe his bloodlust and protect you.

Seeing Ragnvaldr covered in blood becomes the norm for you.

He probably would even target party members, driven completely by the thought that they could take you.

At the peak of his obsession there's a good chance Ragnvaldr is covered in blood, giving you a stare that's both of adoration and something else entirely.

You originally followed him for protection... but now you fear he's a monster like the rest of the creatures in this dungeon.

But there's nothing much you can do when he pulls you into his bare chest, the blood smearing on your clothes and face.

He holds your face with bloody hands, he vows he won't ever hurt you or let anything hurt you.

Really... what can hurt you anymore?

Ragnvaldr would/already has slaughtered everything and everyone you come across.

All that's left is the blood on you and him.

He looks at you with such... obsession.

You could almost mistake it for care.

Now you're nearly completely alone, except for the Outlander in front of you.

He'll even drag you out of the dungeons with him, covered in blood, the both of you affected by the horrors you've seen.

You would call it bad...

But honestly, nothing compares to the horrors you've seen in there.

Not even the blood and gore Ragnvaldr leaves behind as he swears to care for you.

"Now nothing can hurt you... I won't let it. Every creature and person who dares to touch you will die by my hands... painfully.... Nothing will come between you and me, not even the gods."

#yandere fear and hunger #yandere funger #yandere ragnvaldr #yandere funger outlander

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V1 Propaganda

it's literally a war machine powered by blood. after the fall of humanity it ventured down into hell to keep searching for fuel, and has since been on a warpath and emptying out hell. it managed to defeat its successor (V2) and has also managed to give an angel a religious crisis thru the power of homoerotic battles

OH GOD PELASE PLEASE PLEASE This is THE MURDER MACHINE ok I need to calm down.. Every machine in ultrakill’s world is fueled by BLOOD. MANKIND IS DEAD BLOOD IS FUEL HELL IS FULL V1’s mission is to literally kill EVERYTHING in hell, DEMON, HUSK, MACHINE, ANGEL V1 KILLS ALL OF THEM V1 was built for war, but never made it to mass production as the war ended and there was no need for it now.. so V1 is the only prototype to exist. It is a one machine army capable of, as I said, wiping out the entirety of hells denizens. Which is what’s happening right now in game!! V1 is so powerful that it’s beat up an angel TWICE. The creator, Hakita described it as “imagine losing to an ant” because angels are that powerful! And V1 is THAT POWERFUL Uhhh idk how to describe this goodly but: The game has an SSS-style mechanic, uknow like getting a really cool combo kill streak going on, and killing enemies real stylishly. This isn’t canon canon but you could deffo see it as canon: I love the thought that with the inclusion of the sss style meter, you could interpret as V1 having that in its systems. So it’s a really cool stylish murder bot who kills you really coolly! And V1 could also be a reflection on the player, in that YOU the player are having fun killing, so by extension.. V1 also enjoys killing. No offence but this thing is literally so powerful , with an unnameable kill count as Hell has the majority of the human population, plus other uncountable machines down there too!

V1 is a supreme machine built for war—purging all life it comes across to satiate its (literal) thirst for blood. Though its exterior plating doesn’t offer much protection, it has the advantage of being able to refuel and repair itself on the fly, rejuvenating on contact of an enemy’s blood rather than through a separate refueling process. Its lack of durability hardly matters, as oftentimes its movement capabilities combined with its ever-growing arsenal are able to reduce an enemy to ribbons—whether they be human, husk, demon, machine, or angel—before they get a chance to land a hit.

"MANKIND IS DEAD. BLOOD IS FUEL. HELL IS FULL." is the tagline the game opens up with. V1, the playable character, and other robots like it are more than implied to be one of the major factors in humanity's extinction in the Ultrakill universe. It is stated in a terminal that it was built for war. A key mechanic of the game is the ability to absorb fresh blood of damaged/killed enemies in order to regain health. One of the things you're graded on at the end of the average level is how many enemies you killed. I would add more but it's highly unlikely that I'm the only one to submit it.

killer robot literally fueled by blood, on a trip through hell killing everything in its path and having fights with the archangel gabriel that are gayer than gay sex

V1 was built during a time of war. It's a hyper-efficient killing machine that runs on blood. Due to the subsequent death of humanity, it has ventured down Hell to look for fuel. Its main advantage is its unique exterior plating, which allows it to directly absorb blood splatter, instead of having a separate refueling process like the other machines. V1 is the only machine that was built this way. This does make its armor weak and flimsy, but its abilities make up for it. V1 is very agile with the ability to slide, dash, and jump extremely high (if we consider slam storage to be canon). It wields five different gun types, 20 weapons in total with the variants, and four (currently three in game) different left arms. It can also ride on top of the rockets it shoots out!! It's also very silly with its built-in style system. If you do cool tricks and combos you get rewarded. This robot has the ability to feel whimsical fun when mass slaughtering enemies isn't that so cool?! V1 was able to, with the help of other machines, purge all life from the first three layers of Hell and is currently continuing its path of destruction. Its notable victories include: -Beating Heaven's most respectable angel and the Righteous Hand of the Father, Gabriel, twice. And genuinely making him atheist (possible third fight? #early access game) -Defeating its successor, V2, and then killing it during their rematch with no remorse -Killing both Minos Prime and Sisyphus Prime. Prime souls are a manifestation of sheer power that don't need a physical vessel to exist. These two are hardest bosses in game It's the most killer robot that has ever killed in my opinion :D

They run on fresh blood. ULTRAKILL itself begins with a short text ending in MANKIND IS DEAD / BLOOD IS FUEL / HELL IS FULL. Literally the entire game is just them slaughtering enemies as quick and stylistically as they can, and finding more creative or clever ways to kill things, especially in numbers or in midair or with a combination of different weapons, is heavily encouraged by its mechanics!! Ranking up your Style and Kills meters to the max are needed to access certain parts of the game!!

In a tournament full of bloodthirsty robots, here’s a robot who actually runs on blood. All of humanity died and was sent to Hell, so for V1 to continue functioning, it enters Hell and slaughters everything in its path so it can absorb blood. It also beat up an Angel so badly he turned atheist after he lost to V1 twice. Funny little bloodthirsty GoPro

Literal killing machine made for war and built to be fuelled by the blood of the enemies it kills, but, humanity dies out one day so it simply goes to hell and tears it up down there in order to get more fuel! V1 is capable of killing angels, hellspawn, and even other machines down in hell using a variety of weapons it collects!!! Its also a silly guy :]

it's just a silly little guy who is rampaging through hell killing everything in its path to obtain the blood it needs for fuel. it's even gay

V1 is capable of killing everything in Hell in the most elaborate bullshit ways

This robot literally runs on blood to survive. It's a short and tiny killing machine, and good enough at fighting to make an angel question his sexuality. It can (debatably) compose music too!!! Right now, it's undefeated. But that may lead to its demise when it finally runs out of blood.

sure your fav is a killer robot, but do they have a style meter that encourages them to kill with as much swag as possible?

I LOVR V1 SOO MCUH. THEYRE A VAMPIRIC SECURITY CAMERA MACHINE WHO SHOOTS COINS AND PUNCHES BULLETS

#roboganda

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