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essektheylyss · 25 days

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If anyone was genuinely curious why I ended up at "by the same logic that early c2 viewers used to argue Caleb was a werewolf, so is Essek," it was because I went to check if the etymology of Thalamus (in Occultus Thalamus) was different from its use in anatomy, and it is, in that the original Greek use is more akin to "inner chamber," which is similar but distinct in concept, particular when considering the Genesis Ward, from the anatomical usage, which is for the nerve center of the brain. So the Occultus Thalamus is either a central control for Aeor or some kind of hidden chamber or vault, which could feasibly hold anything.

The related terms included, in order: "thalame: 'den, lair'; tholos: 'vault'," and the combination of 'den' followed by 'tholos' made me wonder if there was actually an etymology for Thelyss, given a lot of other pointed origins. I don't necessarily think there is, but getting down to PIE with "*del" (variably written with the [th], though I couldn't find a ton of confirmation on it, but it is the origin of the word "tale" so it's somewhere in between) meaning, roughly, "to count, calculate, aim, reckon" and either "*lewk" meaning 'to shine' or "*wĺ̥kʷos" meaning 'wolf'. All of this is irrelevant because it's probably a coincidence because who the fuck besides me is going back to PIE for fantasy etymology, but it is fun as hell.

But most importantly I did somehow also manage to actually get the homework I was trying to finish done, which means I have virtually finished two of my three current courses, which means I will shortly be released from my torment (spring quarter) and get to unleash this absolute bullshit investigative energy on fic again instead of going down this line of absurd rabbit hole.

#AND THAT'S WHAT MATTERS #it's been 84 years...#i say as if I'm not setting up an internship but that's gonna be chill #one largely self-managed metadata project? lol. lmao even.#but anyway to circle back it would be very fun for me if the occultus thalamus WAS in fact a central control chamber for aeor #given my interest in the subject lmfao #MAKE my fic even more jossed i fucking dare you matt #cr spoilers #for the occultus thalamus mention

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apricotzel · 7 months

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castle ravenloft is so funny to me. that shit makes 0 sense. none. and he likes it like that. he did that on purpose.

#curse of strahd #cos #teddie be quiet!#was looking over the maps. does he have. any bedrooms? at all?#besides his?#where was his family gonna stay when he invited them. where.#where does rahadin trance? just like at his desk? like a horse?#one bath chamber? 5 million hallways and one bath chamber?#he just lets zombies and spiders crawl around.#what happens when rahadin (alive) runs into a strahd zombie. are they chill. i assume strahd controls them #but like thats his colleague. thats mike. i love this fucked up castle

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muffinlance · 2 years

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Would you be willing to do one where the g'aang meets zuko with his dragons and is like? Wtf? Because I would appreciate the image of aang seeing thw dragons and going, can I pet em, while sokka or katara is like, can I fight dragons? No, no I cannot, and the other is going, not evil fire lord, bet. Please?

(Continued from parts one, two, and three.)

“My older brother should have had the throne, of course,” said the man Aang had come to meet. “But he was still mourning for his son, when… Well, when I think of it now, it was the beginning. My father, poisoned in his bedchambers. My wife, missing in the night. It took me years to piece together what must have happened. It was unthinkable, for a child so young to…”

Aang swallowed thickly, his hands balls on his legs. “Zuko… did all that?”

“When he was younger than you are now. There was always something wrong with that child,” former Fire Lord Ozai said, from between the ruin of his twisted lips in his scared face. Aang wasn’t sure how much farther the scaring extended, but… but he could see it creeping down under the man’s collar, emerging again on his hands. “I was not—I am not—a good man, Avatar Aang. I know that. I was like King Kuei, sheltered in my palace, unaware of the true extent of this war. A spare prince; I was never meant to rule. Neither was he. But obstacles were removed from his path, one by one, until I was the only one who stood in his way. I was not a good man, Avatar. But I would never try to kill my own father.”

“Thank you for speaking with me,” Aang said. “And… I accept your offer, Sifu Ozai.”

Sokka and Katara shifted behind him, uneasily. Long Feng gave no sign as to his opinion, beyond being the one to make this meeting with the Fire Nation’s rebel leader possible. But there were very few firebenders not under Fire Lord Zuko’s control. Aang had to learn from someone. And… at least Ozai understood, how dangerous fire could be.

* * *

Earth King Kuei had thrown out the treaty his advisors had spent so long negotiating, and slapped together his own private agreement with Fire Lord Zuko after only a few days; Ba Sing Se and the eastern part of the continent were left intact and under Kuei’s reign, while the western coast was handed off to the Fire Nation as tribute.

The North Pole’s borders remained closed.

The South had been the first nation pressed into an end-of-war treaty, while the Fire Lord’s dragons watched on.

The Air Nomads… if there were any left, still hiding somewhere, they hadn’t come out for Aang.

* * *

Master Yagoda wasn’t a fighter, and claimed that one world journey was quite enough for her lifetime. She’d remained in the South Pole after Aang’s training there was complete, to help her new tribe.

Long Feng’s responsibilities as the Earth Kingdom’s own rebel leader made it inadvisable for him to place himself in enemy hands. The Fire Lord and King Kuei were close; if Long Feng were taken prisoner, he would be handed off to Ba Sing Se for a quick trial, and likely a quicker execution.

Sifu Ozai’s injuries made it impossible for him to truly fight by Aang’s side, of course, even if he didn’t face an even swifter death than Long Feng should they be captured on Fire Nation soil.

But this was Aang’s job. He was the Avatar, so he had to do this. He had to give all the nations of the world a chance to grow, free from the Fire Lord’s enforced peace.

“We’re not leaving you now,” Katara said, placing a hand on his shoulder. Her brother mirrored her, a moment later.

They’d started as his escorts, in this terrifying new world. He’d trained under the same master Katara had; learned everything there was to know about healing, from Master Yagoda, who’d used the false peace to travel south. Healing was… it was so much better, than the training Sifu Long Feng had put him through, the precise way earthbending could be used to contain or kill. Or Sifu Ozai’s lessons, hard learned, about just how much fire it took to truly stop a fellow bender. At least Ozai had been sympathetic to Aang’s concerns, to the culture only he seemed to remember. Ozai didn’t want his son dead, either. He still loved him, even after what he’d done. He just… wanted him stopped.

Fire didn’t kill easily. But it could definitely stop someone. And then Aang could heal him, and just… keep him in jail. The Fire Lord had a little sister, kept hostage all these years, who Ozai thought might still be convinced to join them. She could be the new Fire Lord, with Ozai as her regent. And then the Earth King’s main ally would be gone, and Long Feng could go back to reclaim his home for the people, instead of the nobility who’d grown rich on war without ever stepping foot outside of their walled inner city.

And. And Aang could travel, and relearn this world, and practice his healing more. That was what the world really needed: healing.

But it was like Yagoda had taught him. Sometimes a break had to be reset, before it could really heal.

* * *

It was… really easy, getting into the Fire Nation palace. They rolled Appa in soot, and came in the night. Landed on a roof. Entered through an upper window on an inner courtyard, where guards wouldn’t think to stand watch. The Fire Nation had uncontested aerial supremacy, after all.

They knew where the Fire Lord’s rooms were; they were Ozai’s old ones. They were also very empty. Which they’d been warned about, because apparently the Fire Lord did his best evil planning at night when his advisors couldn’t reign him in.

There was the flicker of candlelight under the sliding doors to his office. And… no guards. Which led to a round of is-this-the-right-place looks shared between them, but. This was where the map Ozai had given them said to go. So they had another round of looks, with resolute nods this time, and then Katara was sliding open the door as he and Sokka ran in and…

…And a very tired looking servant was standing in front of a desk, shuffling papers around like there was something he’d missed in them. His long hair was partially tied up in a frazzled bun, but mostly down his back. He blinked at them through a pair of glasses that were almost an exact match for the ones in fashion at King Kuei’s court, like he’d gotten them from the same artisan. And also there were some ink stains on his face, like maybe he’d fallen asleep on some still-drying documents. So… maybe a scribe?

“Where’s the Fire Lord?” Sokka demanded, club raised.

“...I can see the family resemblance,” said the servant, who had turned fully to face them, and oh. He… had the Fire Lord’s scar. And there was the Fire Lord’s crown, being used as a paperweight at the edge of the desk.

“Does Chief Hakoda know his children are here to assassinate his ally—” Fire Lord Zuko said.

“ ‘Ally’ is a little strong,” interrupted Sokka.

“—Or do the Water Tribes have their own ‘rebel leader’ now?”

“ ‘Assassinate’ is a little strong, too,” Aang said softly, shuffling his feet, his hands tight around his staff.

The Fire Lord stared at him a moment. “...Ah. So my father would prefer that you maim me, and drop me in a dark cell for the rest of my life?”

“Umm.”

Zuko stared, and stared, and then pushed up his glasses and rubbed at his eyes. “Listen. Can we just… reschedule this?”

“Reschedule,” Katara repeated. “This.”

“You haven’t attacked me yet, so this isn’t technically a diplomatic incident. It’s just… a scheduling conflict?”

Sokka snorted, and then looked vaguely angry at himself. Katara elbowed him. Aang kept gripping his glider, but maybe a little less tightly.

“We got news of an earthquake on Shojima not even two candlemarks ago,” the Fire Lord said, sliding his glasses back down. “Which means the tsunami is on its way to the main coast by now, if it hasn’t hit already, and I need to get these out if the relief supplies are going to be on their way by morning. So we can either have a really fast assassination attempt and then I have to add ‘explain to the world why the Fire Lord killed the Avatar and a nation’s heirs’ to my schedule sometime this week. Or we can talk first, but I don’t have time for that, so can we reschedule this to…”

And the very evil Fire Lord turned away from them to begin shuffling through his papers.

“First,” Sokka said, pointing a finger at the teenager, “Aang would be more than a quick fight, rude. Second: I’m still working on the second, but seriously, rude. And third, what do you mean you’d put our fiery-death-explanations into your schedule sometime this week?”

The Fire Lord didn’t seem to be listening. But he’d apparently found his appointment book, so that was good? Except for all the flipping.

“I can do… lunch tomorrow? If you’re okay with actually eating while we talk. I’m not allowed to skip meals, or Captain Izumi cancels my appointments ‘for national security’.”

Sokka slowly lowered down his pointing finger.

“Talking would be good,” Aang said. “I like talking.”

And then they got to meet Captain Izumi, which was a lot scarier than meeting the Fire Lord.

And then they realized that what they’d thought was vaguely tacky dragon-print paneling along two walls was actual dragon skin and this wasn’t an office it was an open-air veranda and—

“Quick fight” might have been an accurate prediction, yes.

More accurate than Sifu Ozai’s map.

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#Zuko’s Guards Five Minutes Later Back From Getting Him More Parchment: And then you… rescheduled your assassination #Azula: Ah the power of being an idiot #And Father thinks he can control me as regent?#that's adorable #Meanwhile the Gaang: Wow this heavily guarded suite of rooms is WAY nicer than the refurbished chamber that was once bad #Ran and Shaw: were sleeping this entire time #the sounds of Zuko shuffling papers and making unhappy mouth-noises are their usual nighttime serenade #the sound of Captain Izumi firmly berating her Fire Lord for co-scheduling work with meals is not #sleepy dragons yawn and look in #Sokka sees no scheduling conflicts down their maws #Avatar The Last Airbender #atla #Zuko #Aang #Hello Dragons Here

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mashkara45 · 11 months

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#volunteers??? o_O #remedy control #the furnace #the furnace chamber #maintenance sector #the oldest house #jesse faden #quotes #videogames #horror games #videogames quotes #control quotes #remedy entertainment #control

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homicidal-slvt · 9 months

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If kisses make everything better then I need someone to fucking make out with me in order to fix all my damn issues.

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hamartia-grander · 8 months

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Horrible idea. Resident Evil musical with the main six. No one wants that. We should do it

#not talking the biohazard musical they already did I'm talking Leon in tights doing a kick number while Ada grapple guns away from him #I'm talking an overly emotional song from Claire's pov on wanting to be like her big brother someday #and then a parallel of that same song later where she realises she doesn't need to be like Chris and there's things only she can do #Jill getting a solo on identity and her struggle being mind controlled #Chris does a number with the Alpha team where he leads #Rebecca gets a number with the whole BSAA lab where they explain how the virus and cure work through song #this is so bad #resident evil #resident evil memes #leon kennedy #ada wong #claire redfield #jill valentine #chris redfield #rebecca chambers #they're the main 6 btw I always include Ada bc RE isn't the same without Ada

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rabbits-of-negative-euphoria · 8 months

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if I’m honest, I have never seen so much blatant actual antisemitism in my life as I have in the past 2 weeks. overwhelmingly on the left, but on the right too. I didn’t know it was this bad.

#- HK #Im not just talking about political anti-Zionism #I’m talking about ‘they control the world’#’they have all the wealth’#‘they’re swindlers’#‘they’re what’s wrong with society’#and then the fewer but still present petitions for gas chambers and trains #or snide remarks about Jewish features. (mostly that Israelis aren’t ‘real’ Jews bc they’re all white #which didn’t seem to matter to Hitler btw)#I genuinely feel like. we’re gonna look back at pro-Palestine people the way we look back at H.P. Lovecraft #and we’re gonna look back at pro-Hamas people the way we look back at American Nazis #at least I hope we will #respublica #racism #mobile #x

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son1c · 2 years

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who is gonna save you now?

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #sonic au #infinite the jackal #bad ending art YEEHAW!!!!!!#project nova dlc #scribbles #tfw u are having a BAD TIME because it looks like the past is going to repeat itself #and you're going to lose the one (1) person who has managed to befriend you since your old friends all Died #because the magical rock in his chest is going to Burn Him Alive with its overwhelming energy #but wait! your boss stuck him in a battery chamber to siphon away all that energy so he's safe... for now #but he doesn't want to stay in there obviously. so your boss slaps a MIND CONTROL COLLAR ON YOU to force you to #make sure he stays in there . and that sucks. but also it's kind of the only way to prevent his demise that you can see #so you're not even really fighting it . because then what? you stop and HE DIES???#somehow that has become the worst case scenario and you hate yourself for being weak AGAIN and CARING but it's too late . you care </3

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yonakayo · 2 years

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a bit of fangirling . . .

#I can't control the fangirl inside me #sorry #chamber #valorant #valorant fanart #valorant art #digital art #valorant chamber #vincent fabron #not smut but smut #You got that #pov

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missingexaltation · 2 years

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The codependency issue:

(probs not a popular opinion but...meh)

Steddie break up after a couple of months because of how codependent Steve and Robin are. Eddie's fed up because he never gets time with Steve without her, unless they're literally going to be intimate. Even then, Robin makes a face and a jokes about it, while Steve laughs and walks her to the door.

Eddie can handle that, kind of, but he can't handle it a few days later when Robin stays in the bed with them after a night of watching movies. It's the first proper fight that he had with Steve, and they don't even see each other for a couple of weeks, let alone talk.

When the kids ask, Steve and Robin have wound themselves up to the point where they think that Eddie was being really controlling, and as a consequence the kids are all pissed at Eddie, who disappears off the radar.

Nothing much changes until Robin gets a girlfriend, and is instantly spending less time with Steve. Instead of being together 24/7, she's suddenly busy all the time and Steve feels lost without her. They have a fight about this too.

'You were with me and Eddie all the time' versus 'I'm allowed to want privacy Steve'.

He bumps into Eddie, who's very upset when Steve tells him how they're fighting too. 'I get called an asshole for wanting to hang out with my boyfriend alone, but it's fine for Robin to want the same with her girlfriend? Screw you both, man.' He says, and walks off, blaming them for turning the kids against him.

Steve's reeling by all this. He feels like he's being abandoned by everyone he loves, and ends up working through a six pack with Hopper, who gives him fatherly advice.

Steve wants everyone to be happy all of the time, Hopper says, and sometimes it's not possible. Nobody is entirely in the wrong, but Steve is gonna have to talk to them both to explain how he feels, and see how they feel. Hopper also makes a gentle point of saying that Steve might feel like he has to give people whatever they want so that they stay with him, which is probably a consequence of his parents abandoning him.

Steve goes to Eddie first, and it takes less than a minute for him to start bawling his eyes out. Eddie crumbles too, he was genuinely upset about losing Steve, and after a long talk they decide to try again, but with boundaries in place.

It takes a few days for Steve to work up the nerve to talk to Robin, and she immediately apologises too. Her girlfriend had pointed the same things out to her about their codependency, and she was similarly embarrassed by how she'd treated Steve and Eddie and indirectly contributed to their break up.

Things are a little awkward for a while, but they're fully patched up by the time Robin and her girlfriend head off to college together.

Steve and Eddie stay in Hawkins for a while, saving up to go on a long road trip around the country in style. They end up in Robin's college state and hang out for a while before going their separate ways again until the following summer.

#i love stobin friendship but i hate the trend of making them codependent to the point that they can't function without each other.#it's so fucking unhealthy i hate it...and i think any boyfriend/girlfriend of theirs would too #and i also kind of think that they'd become an echo chamber...so Eddie would be turned into a control freak in their narrative #When all he wanted was a evening alone with his boyfriend without being called gross #and Steve's not exactly the poster boy for healthy relationships...romantic or friendly...he just wants to be loved #It's a classic part of growing up...balancing between the boy/girlfriend and the best friend #steve harrington #robin buckley #eddie munson #steddie

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