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kazimirkharza · 10 months
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Made this anti-yacht agitprop piece in support of orcas fucking up and sinking boats. Obviously the rich assholes are not happy and want to demonize this already endangered species further, so it's critical to root for orcas, whether they ram boats or not. Thankfully the orca rebellion is spreading.
P.S.: You don't necessarily have to be an orca to fuck up a boat ;)
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heavenboy09 · 22 days
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Happy Birthday 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊 To You
The Legendary & Most Influential American Actor In Both Television 📺  & Cinema 🎥  Starring In Countless Forms Of Entertainment. From TV Shows 📺,  Movies, Cartoons, Videogames & More
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He's Everyone's Favorite Legendary Half-Demon 😈 Anti-Hero Of 2004
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MR. RON PERLMAN AKA  HELLBOY 😈🔴🔥 & OPTIMUS PRIMAL 🦍 OF TRANSFORMERS: RISE OF THE BEASTS
HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊 MR. PERLMAN 😈🔴🔥
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  #RonPerlman #BeautyandTheBeast #AlienRessurection #TeenTitans #DannyPhantom #HellBoy #SonsOfAnarchy #PacificRim #TransformersRiseOfTheBeasts #OptimusPrimal
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burningexeter · 7 months
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[HEADCANON/FAN THEORY]
The Venture Bros. and its finale movie Radiant Is The Blood Of The Baboon Heart takes place in the same large shared universe as many other media ranging from movies, TV shows and video games that deal with several different types of unconventional protagonists and ensembles not just facing the odds but fighting against the highest stakes ever imaginable with Venture Bros. occurring over the course of 2016 to 2018 thanks to a certain prediction that Dr. Orpheus made coming true with Action Man at the end of the Morphos Trilogy.
In Chronological Order:
• Genndy Tartakovsky's Primal
• Far Cry Primal
• Clash Of The Titans (1981)
• Jason and the Argonauts (1963)
• Apocalypto
• Wolfwalkers
• Pirates Of The Caribbean Trilogy
• The Mask Of Zorro
• Guy Ritchie's Sherlock Holmes Duology
• Deathwatch (2002)
• The Mummy (1999)
• Where Eagles Dare
• Overlord (2018)
• Inglourious Basterds
• The Exorcist (1973)
• Exorcist III: Legion (1990)
• The Nice Guys
• Thief (1981)
• Big Trouble In Little China
• Tales From The Crypt Presents Demon Knight
• Heat (1995)
• Blade (1998) and Blade II
• Trick r Treat
• Breaking Bad Trilogy
• Sons Of Anarchy Duology
• Alan Wake (2010) and Alan Wake II
• Attack On Titan (the first two seasons)
• Krampus
• Control (2019)
• The Invisible Man (2020)
• Wrath Of Man (2021)
• Wildwood (2025)
• Upgrade (2018)
and finally
• The DOOM Series (1993 OG, Hell On Earth, 3, 64, 2016 and Eternal)
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Notes/Details/Trivia:
• Whatever you don't see here, it ain't canon here to help streamline things and better yet help keep the quality consistent. Then again, Blade Trinity and The Mummy: Tomb Of The Dragon Emperor not being canon isn't a bad thing at all really.
• This universe, even though it's headcanon just for fun, explores the multiple different perspectives to this world with their own different and distinct tones, styles and aesthetics cause that's part of the fun. You can have something that's huge in scale, insane and fantastical but cynical like The Venture Bros. but you can also have something that's dark, grounded and gritty like Breaking Bad.
• Another thing that helps connect them all including The Venture Bros. is that no matter how epic, insane, violent, out-of-control etc. as they all get, they always remain either somewhat grounded or grounded to some degree.
• It all culminates into the events of the DOOM series, serving as I guess what you would say is the Infinity War and Endgame to this universe with the Doom Slayer being the last one standing to finally put an end to this all that started way back in the prehistoric ages with Genndy Tartakovsky's Primal.
• Now this should be an interesting take to anyone who reads this - if they are all in the same insane universe with the highest body count ever than what, does Ezekiel "EZ" Reyes know any of the heroes and villains of The Venture Bros. or does Jesse Faden know Walter White? To answer that, the answer is a very painfully obvious "No".... BUT EZ knows OF the heroes and villains of The Venture Bros. because they're all famous like how he knows of Brad Pitt, George Clooney or Angelina Jolie cause they're famous while Jesse Faden knows OF Walter White because he's infamous like how she knows of Pablo Escobar, the Unabomber or Osama Bin Laden because they're infamous.
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• Now last but not least, with the first two (and BEST) seasons of Attack On Titan being the only canon things here with it, you're probably wondering with the series finale on its way how does it end in the Venture Bros. Universe if that's what we're calling it?
Well here's how it ends in this universe —
It ends with Mikasa Ackerman and Historia Reiss, now an official romantic couple, looking out into the sunset on the beach shore and what they say to each other in that awesome fanart from Larkei are the final lines of the series.
Oh, and the Funimation English Dub is the canon version because it's way too good to not be.
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roninsomnia · 3 months
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only LIBERALS will disagree (kiss me if im wrong)
real talk if you have an outie bellybutton in this day and age you need to grow up
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Yea...that tracks
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holybibly · 12 days
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This is a little preview of my new series and yes, bunnies, this is a whole series from me. I hope everyone is ready for an erotic dystopia?
Decadent dystopian erotica with majestic dragons - second teaser for today
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Glass House Ateez x reader
Everything changed in an instant. 
The king was dead, and thousands of dragons took to the burning skies. The old world was over, and a 'new age' was in the making—an age of gods and monsters. 
A thousand years ago, the fires of revolution blazed across the face of the world. Dragons—the creatures of ancient legends and children's fairy tales—reduced the once prosperous world to ashes in a matter of minutes. Rivers of black blood coursed through the veins of the streets, flooding the cities and lands in their wake. The sky was a blaze of purple flames and electric shocks. The church was reduced to rubble, and the royal family was executed in a public display. In the eyes of the dead, the unspoken horror in front of these majestic creatures remained forever, and in the sparks of the flames, they shimmered like precious sea stones. 
There was a bitter smell of burning flesh and ash in the air. It was the smell of dreams on fire—the smell of a future in decay. 
It was the beginning of the end of ancient life. The beginning of a new world. The Age of Immortality has begun. 
All the legends turned out to be true; dragons did exist. They had always lived close to us, lurking in the velvety darkness of the night, waiting for the hour. Waiting for the hour to come when the power would be in their hands. Dangerous, unbridled, wild creatures of magic and the elements, predators at the top of the food chain. They had come into the world to rule, not to obey, and now, at long last, their time had come. 
The world was at anarchy. Dragons were killing, raping, and enslaving races and lands as if it were an amusing child's game. They drank blood as black as the night from golden bowls, and they ate our succulent flesh as our bones cracked under the pressure of their razor-sharp teeth. They would hold orgies in the midst of the torn corpses and revel in their omnipotence. Those were the days of darkness. A time of terror, when the very word danger was a synonym for life itself. And so it went for several years, until the ultimate power fell into the clutches of the deadly Children of the Night, the oldest of all dragons. 
The majestic Hala. 
Eternal as the moon itself and deadly as the uncharted depths of the ocean, they inspired burning terror in all who encountered them. To their people, they were nothing more than a myth, a legend written on fragments of tablets. Forefathers, ancestors—they had hundreds of names, but each one inspired more fear than the last. They were predators among predators, bristling with animal dominance and primal, unbridled sexuality. They exuded power and sinfulness. They were the ones who defined the rules and set the boundaries of what was permissible. 
With the arrival of Hala, a new phase in the history of the world began. 
Humanity was enslaved, and dragons became the dominant species. As the years went by, the human population began to decline rapidly, with fewer and fewer humans, until "our" species reached the status of gatherers. Angelicus Nova, or Angel Stars, was what we came to be called. Human existence took on a strange religious orientation; we were worshipped, idolized, and adored, but despite all this, humans remained nothing more than a rare exchangeable currency, nothing more than an expensive trinket that was prestigious to own and could be broken with a flick of the wrist. 
The human being also became one of the ways in which money flowed endlessly. These institutions were known as "glass houses." Gateway to heaven. They would be the equivalent of strip clubs or luxury escort houses if you and I were in the old world. The rules were the same: "Look, but don't touch." Girls and boys were expensive pieces of family jewelry that rested under the glass of fancy display cases. Our masters showed us off to the greedy eyes of the world with all the pride and ostentation that dragons have. 
In spite of their possessive, animalistic nature, dragons were nothing more than swaggering bastards with inflated egos and delusions of grandeur.
Humans could be anything as long as dragons owned us—a muse, an innamorata, a nymph, an angel, a siren, or even a goddess—but like everything else in the universe, we came at a price. 
The 'glass houses' were only in operation at night. During the day, all the 'jewels' rested and tidied up after tiring hours of contemplation of the world through the bluish glass of the display window. Nice, obliging workers in starched white collars were busy with the cleaning, scrubbing the baroque decorations of the vetrines with great care from a mixture of sperm, drool, and other secretions. You looked at it with an almost reverent awe, finding it disgusting to the point of bordering on the pornographically beautiful. 
You could see it as real art—crude and original, but art nonetheless. There was something particularly mesmerizing about it, almost hypnotic, about the way the thick, pearly sperm dripped slowly from the golden flowers. 
Of all the glass houses that ever existed, "Eros" was the most beautiful. It was the jewel in the crown of the New Empire, and you were its goddess. There were rumors that the Hala themselves were customers of 'Eros'. But rumors were only rumors. If they were ever to visit your 'home', you would know about it, for they would be where all men ended up—at your feet. 
You were content with the life that you were living. There was no tragedy and no misery, no abusive family or abusive peers, no bullying and harassment at school—no, you had it all great. You were born here at Eros—the growth and blossoming of a beautiful flower. Your whole life has been within the confines of glass rooms and silk sheets, but unlike your dreamy friends, you weren't in need of rescue. 
Your name is Aphrodite. Born in the radiance of the Creator. A goddess among goddesses, carved out of marble and mother of pearl. Your hair falls to the ground in waterfalls of pearls and silk. Your eyes are the eerie silvery moonlight in half-darkness, the deadly attraction of jewels in velvet lashes. Your lips are the succulent, juicy, forbidden fruit that every man would like to taste. The pain of your kiss is going to be the last pleasure of life. 
You are not a delicate, pure lily; you are not a passionate, fiery rose; you are a narcissus reveling in the crystal of mountain waters. You love yourself to pain, to death, to despair, and in all the New Empire, there was none more beautiful than you. 
Original sin. The primordial beauty. You are desire in all it manifests and begins to manifest. 
The naked goddess, clad in snow-white fur like armor, is the goddess of love and ecstasy. 
You've never been conceptualized; you've always been enigmatic. 
You have been the object of worship. Your beauty has been sung in songs, and your love has been professed in a thousand languages. "Eros" was the site of visits from the mightiest and most powerful dragons of the New Empire. They all crawled at your feet, stroking their thick, greased with their cum cocks, greedily as they burned your skin with their golden gaze. They licked the deceptively thin glass of your display case with their long, sometimes split tongues, leaving muddy streaks on the perfect surface of the glass. The mighty and great dragons, unaccustomed to humiliation and submission, urinated like bitches in heat at the mere sight of your bare shoulders and long neck covered with diamond serpents, their eyes shining like stars in the twilight of your silken chambers. They would drip their sperm onto the icy marble floor until it collected in small, glistening puddles, and then they would lick it up as if it were the sweetest nectar in the world. Ambrosia in the truest sense. 
Behind the glass walls of Eros, they were dominators, predators, and the rulers of this world through fear and pain, but here in this garden of Eros, they were nothing more than whores—shameless and needy. Slaves to your beauty, desperate to please you. 
Their moans are always a delight to you. The moaning of your name. 
The scenarios have been repeated to the point of being painful. Sugar-sweet subs with outstretched tongues and pretty, tear-stained faces. Dominant alphas with sweat-glistening skin and eyes rolling with pleasure.
Dragons fucked other dragons; orgies and bacchanals were staged; they were subjugated and subdued. They growled, moaned, squealed, and purred; some were fucked like a port slut, and some were licked for hours until they passed out from hyperstimulation. Some masturbated in front of your window, enjoying the fact that you were there to watch them, and there were others who would spend their heat and ruts in front of your window. 
The list could go on and on: bondage, darkphilia, breeding, voyeurism, humiliation, objectification, and breathing games.
You were saturated with this game. 
There were so many ways in which you could spend your evenings in the company of others. It was all designed to excite you, to make you beg, and to make you plead. Each of your visitors secretly hoped that one day you would strip off your luxurious furs and assume the position that was right for them—submissive, naked, and ready to accept whatever it was they were giving you. 
It was an act of power; it was a position of strength, but here you were the strength. You were power. 
No one would ever have the temerity to lay a hand on you. Goddesses are always untouchable.
You entertained yourselves by teasing them, mocking them, and fanning their flames of desire and passion. Dragons are creatures that are very dependent on their emotions and their desires; they feed on their power and their magic, but when they do not get what they want, it burns them from the inside; it breaks and crumbles them, like a cookie that has been bitten.
It was delicious, but you were full. Thank you, next.
You never denied that you were a sadist; you had a taste for pain; maybe it was a kind of revenge for the destruction of your family; maybe not. They came to you for that feeling; the dragons wanted to be punished and tamed, and the feeling of pain made them cum harder. As they say, Orgasm is a little death.
You could play this game for hours on end, letting the fur expose your boobs and pressing it against the cold glass as you went. It was magnificent—tall and plump, as if it had been milked with milk—with pink nipples the color of magnolia blossoms. There was something animalistically seductive about it—an appeal to their natural reproductive instincts—that evil thought of possible pregnancy. Their whimpering made you laugh, and the sounds they made were so sweet—desperate pleas and long, long moans.
"Let me taste you; I want it so much. I was a good boy, such a good boy."
There were other days when you would let your hands run over the bare skin of your thighs, leaving long red streaks that stood in erotic contrast to the silk of your pale skin. You smeared the clear, shimmering liquid of your juices along the line of your neck, in that most exciting place for dragons, where their teeth locked in a mating mark, as if branding their mate in the most perverse of affiliations.
"Tell me I belong to you; please say it. I'll do anything you don't want. Own me, use me; I want to be your toy.".
Sometimes other girls would be brought into your shop window to put on an erotic show. Exquisite nymphs and rosy-cheeked Lolitas would explore your tender skin with their soft, wet tongues, leaving traces of hungry kisses, until at last their lips would close on the most intimate spot between your thighs.
On days like this, the whole of 'Eros' would shake with furious, jealous growls and thunderclaps. Dragons were terrible possessive, and even though the "scene" itself would excite the hell out of them, the jealousy would burn through their veins from the inside out, like a deadly poison.
"You belong to me, and only to me. You are mine, mine and mine alone. I will tear this girl apart, and we will fuck in her blood until there are no more conscious thoughts left in your pretty little head, until you remember nothing but my name.".
But no matter what their words were to you, you didn't have a care in the world. Nobody would dare touch the goddess, and if they tried, they would not only lose their hands but also get killed.
That was the law of the New Empire—all the people who were left were protected and sheltered in an incredible way. There were very few of you, and if there had been any harm to even one of you, it would have been a real tragedy.   Only once has there been a breach of that law, and the consequences have been terrible. No one wants a repeat.
In any case, your life in the Garden of Eros was a pleasure. Maybe it was some kind of perverse way of looking at the world and love, but you didn't have any desire to change anything; everything was great.
Have you ever wondered if there might be another version of you out there? Perhaps, somewhere in a parallel universe, humans would still exist as the dominant species, their countries and cities would be prosperous, and you would be living a different life—a normal one. There, in that other universe, that other Aphrodite—no, not Aphrodite—you would have an ordinary name, not a divine one, something cute, something sweet, and always with a hint of shyness. It is probably there that you would have experienced your first love, that you would dream of a prince who would take you off into the sunset, and that "and they lived happily ever after." You would have been embarrassed to talk about sex, and you would have blushed horribly if his fingers had been in your knickers. But you weren't her. And she wasn't you. You don't want to be saved from sinning; you want to become one of them. You want to experience forbidden pleasures. You want to subjugate and dominate.
You're not in need of a prince; you've already had a king, or rather, eight kings. The day will come when everything you have ever dreamed of will come true, even if you haven't met any of the Hala yet.
You want power; you want to sit on a golden throne in a castle high up in the sky, and so it shall be. They say that love is a great strength, but they fail to mention that it is also the greatest weakness. And you, like no one else, know how to use it to your advantage.
This is not a pink fairy tale. There are no rainbow ponies pooping rainbows and eating fairy dust. No, this is a rotten world. It is full of debauchery, violence, and sex. You could say, "Come and rescue me. I'm waiting for  you," but no, you have to rephrase it as "I'm waiting for you to crawl on your knees and lick my heels, and from that moment on, I will own you.".
Yes, that sounds much better.
It's already eight o'clock; time to get ready; you're leaving soon.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the most famous glass house in the New Empire. Tonight we have wet aesthetic cunnilingus as our main course, and for dessert, a mind-blowing orgasm. You have a choice of starters. Drinks are on the house. We accept cash and checks. If you wish, you can leave a tip for one of our "jewels.".
Our hope is that your time at Eros will be an unforgettable experience.
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meraki-sunset · 9 months
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having a hard time explaining grimdark and trickster to a friend
think you can help?
they get godtier just fine but the other two keep confusing them because right now they think
grimdark = chaos in anarchy sense, but trickster = chaos in haha funny meme sense
Sure, let me see…
GRIMDARK mode is described by Doc scratch as “going completely off the deep end in every way”.
It turns your skin an unnatural dark gray, and in rose’s case to be surrounded by a dark aura, while jade had a spacey green aura.
It’s basically a black magic power up deeply connected to the horroterrors, a state of mind that comes from letting them influence a broken mind. For Rose, it was the death of her mother, and then trying to reveal the horror terror’s secrets. For Jade, she was heartbroken, but also she got mind controlled into entering the grimdark state by the condesce, who is also connected to the horrorterrors.
As an extra, Hussie described Eridan as also going into grimdark when he began murdering people, tho his case must’ve been more symbolical, as he presented the perfect scenario to become grimdark, the complete loss of hope, waiting for Jack to kill them all (due to his title being prince of hope, ergo Destroyer of hope) added to Feferi breaking their moiraliance talking with Sollux, being the detonator for his broken mind, and him being a Derse player, so his dream self was around the horroterrors and had interacted with them prior, he was also interested in magic like rose, had a wand just like her and sought for answers about, like her. He just lacked the connection to the horroterrors in that crucial moment.
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So Grimdark is basically when the horroterrors cause the player's most primal and violent tendencies to be pushed to the forefront
The grimdark is also described a “the fabled blackdeath trance of the woegothics”. So a dark trance that people like Rose and Eridan are inclined to fall victim of (in my opinion)
TRICKSTER mode, in the other hand, is described by Calliope as something that brings out your full potential, that brings all your walls down and puts all your inner thoughts in the outside and all your creative power in your hands. It strips you from all social and mental barrier.
It gives you reality altering Powers, allowing you to jump from place to place, probably dimension hopping, manifest objects and makes you super happy and candy colored to the point of losing grip in reality
The problem is that cherubs are very different from humans. For a cherub, who is supposed to fly around in the endless space protecting/destroying a certain part of the void, and its inhabited planets, feeding of black holes, fighting entities to death to ultimately mate in the shape of a big ass snake, a juju that’s basically drugs that can make you forget every wall you built up floating around space alone, and move forward as a happy missile ready to find a mate sounds good. But humans are social creatures, and cherubs are not. Cherubs don’t answer to anyone and don’t have Friends, they don’t need to follow any social cues. Humans built their relationships carefully, and they have secrets and barriers to protect themselves and others. They hide things like crushes and resentment and problems, because well, for the sake of peace, for the sake of not braking every relationship they have. That’s something that Calliope and Caliborn never fully grasped and understood why the kids came to hate the juju when they woke up
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So that’s all I could gather. Essentially they are different kinds of power ups, opposite to one another at their core, BUT in both the person isn’t fully there and is being guided by primal instincts, be it rage/sadness or Hope/happiness and they both have consequences in the user because neither is supposed to be used on humans or even trolls.
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From Pandemonium to Gotham: Is There Heroism in the Heart of the Anti-Hero?
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Men are not gentle creatures who want to be loved, and who at the most can defend themselves if they are attacked; they are, on the contrary, creatures among whose instinctual endowments is to be reckoned a powerful share of aggressiveness. (Freud)
Milton’s Paradise Lost and Nolan’s The Dark Knight deliver two of the most compelling anti-heroes in Satan and the Joker, respectively. Both characters offer a fascinating exploration into the shadows of heroism, where the line between hero and villain blurs into intriguing moral ambiguity.
Satan, once the brightest angel, now the proudest fallen, declares from the fiery abyss, “Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.” His defiance against divine authority is portrayed with an eloquence that almost makes you root for him. This isn’t just a rebellion; it’s a tragic fall from grace, wrapped in the grandeur of self-assertion and liberty.
Switching to the grimy streets of Gotham, the Joker turns the city into his anarchic playground. With a grin, he challenges the very foundations of order: “Introduce a little anarchy. Upset the established order, and everything becomes chaos. I’m an agent of chaos.”
Unlike Satan’s celestial coup, the Joker’s methods are terrestrial and visceral, striking fear and fascination in equal measure.
Freud would likely argue that our fascination with these figures is due to their embodiment of the id’s desires—unrestrained, primal, and taboo. Jung might add that they reflect our shadow selves, the parts of our psyche that we are both drawn to and frightened of. Sociologically, figures like Durkheim would interpret our collective captivation as a break from the normative monotony of societal life, where such extreme deviations from the norm temporarily unify society in their wake.
Yet, their appeal is paradoxical. While intellectually stimulating, their philosophies, when stripped of glamor, reveal a landscape of chaos and destruction. This brings us to a complex realization: we are drawn to the idea of breaking free from constraints, but the reality of such freedom, as embodied by Satan and the Joker, is often catastrophic.
These reflections prompt us to question not only the nature of heroism but also the underpinnings of our moral and societal structures. Are these anti-heroes, with their profound challenges to order and morality, carrying a torch of truth, or are they merely reflecting our own hidden desires for disruption and change?
In a world grappling with power dynamics and authority, characters like Milton’s Satan and Nolan’s Joker challenge the established order, prompting us to reflect on the socio-political structures that govern us. Their narratives stir debates on freedom, control, and the moral complexities of rebellion against oppressive systems.
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windkissfr · 3 months
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I've been eating up the infection au's on tumblr, so here's one for flight rising about all the flights & how it developed!
Shade Virus: Upon awakening the Shade, the Arcanist realizes that something has gone terribly wrong. The dragons he rules have been getting...sick. The diseased dragons cough up black mucous and rapidly starve, rejecting food and water. He has yet to understand what the Shade has done to his dragons, but he's running out of time.
Arcane: Since the progression of the virus, Arcane is in ruins. There are very few survivors left as they try to navigate a Shade stricken land. The Arcanist was the first deity to die.
Wind: A temporary safe haven for homeless dragons (as long as they are not ill). Windsinger has banned all travel, so Wind Flight is grounded. Infected dragons are herded or thrown into the Twisting Crescendo.
Plague: Plaguebringer is endlessly amused. All infected are killed upon sight for being weak and succumbing to disease. Ironically this makes it the safest area... if you are strong enough to survive.
Ice: Complete Lockdown, no contact with other tribes. No one allowed in, no one allowed out. Any infected are placed into jail. There's talk of guards threatening dragons for money... those who can't cough it up are thrown in as a meal.
Fire: The naturally high temperature of fire discourages incubation. They are currently working with Lightning to discover a vaccine. Dragons here believe there is no hope of a cure.
Lightning: Dragons are overworked and overtired, which makes them very susceptible to the Shade Virus. Power and engineering is no longer a priority, just survival.
Light: Suspiciously quiet. No one has heard anything since the virus began to spread across Sornieth. A scout sent from Shadow discovered that he couldn't cross into light territory. Some kind of force field he said. All he could see were... uninfected dead dragons. Reports of rotting smell, but no signs of life.
Shadow: All shadow primal killed, upon suspicion of being involved with the shade. Those who escaped Her wrath may be immune. Shadow dragons are currently shunned by other flights due to an irrational fear that they may be carrying the disease.
Earth: Since their territory touches Arcane, they had very early infection. Dragons here wear heavy armor to prevent bites from infected & masks to prevent transmission. They are currently trying to distribute knowledge about preventative measures, but there are too few members.
Nature: Dragons living in the Gladeveins currently suspect that the disease can spread through unsanitary water, as well as bites and airborne particles from infected dragons. Discovered first case of Shade infected plants, currently running out of food...
Water: Reports of a wingless dragon the 'Shade Queen' purposefully infecting dragons. It seems in the Tidelord's absence things have descended into anarchy. Avoid water at all costs, you will be dragged under if you approach.
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ianitos · 7 months
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(this is upg & ‼️ contains adult themes)
the epithets & aspects of amor 💕🕯️🏹
aspects
love/heartbreaks guide ≻ amor/cupid is most well known for being the bearer of loves arrows, spreading love across the world with his golden arrows. but he is also known for causing heartbreak by his lead arrows.
mischievous love ≻ known for his youthful appearance and mischievous behavior in myths, amor can be known to cause chaos, mischief and even strife by utilizing love.
guardian of sex ≻ in contrast to his mischievous aspect, amor is the guardian and guide to reclaiming your sexuality, identity and comprehending your relationship with sex.
epithets
"Lovesick"
"Steady Shot"
"Guardian of LGBT"
"Wing of Youth"
"Breaker of Hearts"
"Tears of Diamonds"
"of Love"
"Bearer of Passion"
"the Erotic"
"Sweet Sensual"
"Lover of Mine"
"of Eroticism and Sex"
"Mischievous Boy"
"Anarchy for Her"
"Destructive Love"
"the Obsessed"
"Unrequited Love"
"Strife Arrow"
"Tears and Grief"
"Primal Eroticism"
"of Lust and Sex"
"Lovely, Handsome"
"Bittersweet"
"Loveliest"
"Most Beautiful"
"Avenger"
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kazimirkharza · 2 years
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Martens and weasels are responsible every year for millions of cases of damage to cars as well as other infrastructure. Incredibly based animals. Unfortunately many perish while doing so; may their deaths not be in vain.
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heavenboy09 · 22 days
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Happy Birthday 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊 To You
The Legendary & Most Influential American Actor In Both Television 📺  & Cinema 🎥  Starring In Countless Forms Of Entertainment. From TV Shows 📺,  Movies, Cartoons, Videogames & More
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He's Everyone's Favorite Legendary Half-Demon 😈 Anti-Hero Of 2004
THE 1
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MR. RON PERLMAN AKA  HELLBOY 😈🔴🔥 & OPTIMUS PRIMAL 🦍 OF TRANSFORMERS: RISE OF THE BEASTS
HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊 MR. PERLMAN 😈🔴🔥 
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burningexeter · 8 months
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This is a collaboration between me and a friend on Twitter named Screenplay Archeology and what we came up with together is our own headcanon shared universe for fun. It's really his but I eventually added my own to it since I feel they would fit in perfectly.
The reoccurring theme which ties them together is that they all focus on various kinds of distinct and different protagonists that are heroic going up against not just the odds but the highest stakes possible.
It consists of all the following in chronological timeline order to be precise:
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• Far Cry Primal
• Conan The Barbarian (1982)
• Jason and the Argonauts
• Clash Of The Titans (1981)
• 300 (2006)
• Rome (HBO)
• I, Claudius (Mini-series)
• The Last Temptation Of Christ
• Centurion
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• Excalibur
• The Northman
• The 13th Warrior
• Robin Hood: Prince Of Thieves
• The Last Duel
• Castlevania (Netflix Series)
• Apocalypto
• Solomon Kane (2009)
• Wolfwalkers
• Prey
• Pirates Of The Caribbean Trilogy
• The Last Of The Mohicans (1992)
• The Mask Of Zorro
• The Revenant
• Bone Tomahawk
• The Dollars Trilogy
• Red Dead Redemption Duology
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• Deathwatch
• The Mummy (1999)
• Indiana Jones Quadrilogy
• Where Eagles Dare
• Overlord (2018)
• Inglourious Basterds
• The Shape Of Water
• We Were Soldiers
• The Exorcist
• Exorcist III: Legion
• The Nice Guys
• Thief (1981)
• Mandy
• Runaway Train
• Big Trouble In Little China
• Die Hard Quadrilogy
• Speed
• Tales From The Crypt Presents Demon Knight
• Heat (1995)
• The Long Kiss Goodnight
• Blade and Blade II
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• Snatch
• The Incredibles
• Breaking Bad Trilogy
• Sons Of Anarchy Duology
• Alan Wake and Alan Wake II
• Attack On Titan (the first two seasons)
• Krampus
• Control
• The Invisible Man (2020)
• Wildwood
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• DOOM Series
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st6rscaptain · 3 months
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SEX, GENDER, & LOVE HEADCANONS FOR QUEER & KINKY MUSES
** this is for lgbtqia+ muses if your muse is cishet this isn’t the dash game for you it was created by a queer mun for queer muses
♡ GENDER IDENTITY :  cisgender female / cisgender male / intersex / gender-nonconforming / transmasc / transfemme / trans man / trans woman / nonbinary / gender-fluid / genderqueer / agender / demi-girl / demi-boy / bigender / pangender / omnigender / two-spirit
♡ SEXUALITY :  queer / gay / lesbian / bisexual (CLOSETED) / pansexual / omnisexual / asexual / androsexual / demisexual / fluid / non-labelled / graysexual
♡ DATING PREFERENCES : monogamous / ethically nonmonogamous / monogamish / relationship anarchy / open relationships / polyamorous / doesn’t date / dates casually
♡ ATTACHMENT STYLE : secure / anxious preoccupied / dismissive avoidant / fearful-avoidant / disorganised
♡ SEXUAL INCLINATIONS : sex favourable / sex adverse / sex indifferent / hypersexual / sex-repulsed / bottom / top / versatile / vers bottom / vers top / service top / power bottom / stone top / pillow princess / submissive / dominant / switch / masochist / brat / sadist / brat tamer / soft dom / pleasure dom / caregiver
♡ LOVE LANGUAGES : words of affirmation / quality time / acts of service / receiving gifts / physical touch
♡ PHYSICAL ACTS OF INTIMACY: holding hands / kissing / cuddling / massages / bathing together / washing partner’s hair / skin on skin contact / forehead kisses / playing under the table (e.g. hand on thigh, footsy etc) / playing with partner’s hair / playful tickling / seeking them out in bed to hold / eye contact / reading to your partner / being read to / napping together / couch cuddles while doing separate activities (head in lap etc)
♡ KINKS & TURN ON’S: dirty talk / quiet in bed / loud in bed / having hands pinned / pinning partners hands / having hair pulled / pulling partner's hair / being watched / watching their partner / voyeurism / receiving oral sex / giving oral sex / receiving penetration / giving penetration / praise kink / biting / marking up your partner / being marked up / impact play / edge play / teasing / being teased / using toys on partner / having toys used on them / choking / being choked / being restrained / restraining their partner / shibari / breeding kink / orgasm control / piss kink / worshipping their partner / being worshipped / humiliating / being humiliated / degrading / being degraded / pegging / being pegged / frotting / face sitting / dom/sub dynamics / DDLG dynamics / aftercare / anal / bdsm / light bondage / outdoor sex / sensory deprivation / roleplay / rough sex / threesomes / wax play / sensory play (eg. pinwheels etc) / knife play / gunplay / blood play / caging / cbt / sounding / collars / exhibitionism / rimming / pet play / primal play / dressing up for partner / partner dressing up for them / daddy kink / mommy kink / master/slave dymanics
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weedzkiller · 3 months
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𝕊𝔼𝕏, 𝔾𝔼ℕ𝔻𝔼ℝ & 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 ℍ𝔼𝔸𝔻ℂ𝔸ℕ𝕆ℕ𝕊 𝔽𝕆ℝ ℚ𝕌𝔼𝔼ℝ & 𝕂𝕀ℕ𝕂𝕐 𝕄𝕌𝕊𝔼𝕊 - harrison
** this is for lgbtqia+ muses if your muse is cishet this isn’t the dash game for you it was created by a queer mun for queer muses
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♡ GENDER IDENTITY: cisgender / intersex / gender-nonconforming / transmasc / transfemme / transman / transwoman / nonbinary / gender-fluid / genderqueer / agender / demi-girl / demi-boy / bigender / pangender / omnigender / two-spirit
♡ SEXUALITY: queer / gay / lesbian / bisexual / pansexual / omnisexual / asexual / androsexual / demisexual / fluid / non-labelled / graysexual / gynesexual
♡ DATING PREFERENCES: monogamous / ethically nonmonogamous / monogamish / relationship anarchy / open relationships / polyamorous / doesn’t date / dates casually
♡ ATTACHMENT STYLE: secure / anxious preoccupied / dismissive avoidant / fearful-avoidant / disorganised
♡ SEXUAL INCLINATIONS: sex favourable / sex averse / sex indifferent / hypersexual / sex-repulsed / bottom / top / versatile / vers bottom / vers top / service top / power bottom / stone top / pillow princess / submissive / dominant / switch / masochist / brat  / sadist / soft dom / pleasure dom / caregiver
♡ LOVE LANGUAGES: words of affirmation / quality time / acts of service / receiving gifts / physical touch
♡ PHYSICAL ACTS OF INTIMACY: holding hands / kissing / cuddling / massages / bathing together / washing partner’s hair / skin on skin contact / forehead kisses / playing under the table (e.g. hand on thigh, footsy etc) / playing with partner’s hair / playful tickling / seeking them out in bed to hold / eye contact / reading to your partner / being read to / napping together / couch cuddles while doing separate activities (head in lap etc)
♡ KINKS & TURN ON’S: dirty talk / quiet in bed / loud in bed / having hands pinned / pinning partners hands / having hair pulled / pulling partners hair / being watched / watching their partner / voyeurism / receiving oral sex / giving oral sex / receiving penetration / giving penetration / praise kink / biting / marking up your partner / being marked up / impact play / edge play / teasing / being teased / using toys on partner / having toys used on them / choking / being choked / being restrained / restraining their partner / shibari / breeding kink / orgasm control / piss kink / worshipping their partner / being worshipped / humiliating / being humiliated / degrading / being degraded / pegging / being pegged / frotting / face sitting / dom/sub dynamics / DDLG dynamics / aftercare / anal / bdsm / light bondage / outdoor sex / sensory deprivation / roleplay / rough sex / threesomes / wax play / sensory play (eg. pinwheels etc) / knife play / gunplay / blood play / caging / cbt / sounding / collars / exhibitionism / rimming / pet play / primal play / dressing up for partner / partner dressing up for them / daddy kink / mommy kink / master/slave dynamics
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peterrsthomas · 1 month
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Fight Club in the Age of Big Tech
Fight Club, written by Chuck Palahniuk, follows an unnamed protagonist who, disillusioned and suffering from insomnia, attends multiple support groups for people with various afflictions. On a business trip he meets Tyler Durden, and together they form Fight Club, which expands and evolves into Project Mayhem, a terrorist organisation based on anarchy and anti-consumerism.
Today, despite the backlash against globalisation and the waning of American power, consumerism still abounds, especially in the digital world. This in China as well as the West — Amazon and Alibaba are two of the largest retail companies in the world, both imperial in their scope and reach. And it is not hard to see echoes of the protagonist’s experience here — our online shopping experiences have removed us from the high street, where we otherwise might have met friends and gone out for coffee; targeted advertising and surveillance capitalism has eroded our privacy and allowed faceless corporations into our homes; and the supremacy of huge corporations has reduced our consumer choices, giving us the illusion of choice (how many times do you go on Amazon looking for a product, and see numerous listings of essentially identical products?).
Big Tech would position itself as the disrupter, upending our previous way of life to liberate us, connect us, and give us greater freedom. Social media was supposed to help oppressed peoples defeat autocracy. But what if Big Tech is now the face of faceless consumer culture? What if that is what we should be liberating ourselves from? In Fight Club, the goal of Project Mayhem was to erase human history so that we could start afresh; the new society would be primal, free of societal controls. What would that mean today? Destroying and erasing the Internet?
And yet it is in the digital world that people find their communities. Fight Club is a novel about the search for identity, finding escape and meaning when we’re alienated in the real world. In the digital space, people can find others like themselves and form bonds. For the most part this is innocuous, enriching, liberating; it can also mean that, like in the novel, people retreat into echo chambers and fall down a pathway to extremism. Like in Fight Club, it can lead people to do things they never thought they were capable of.
Towards the end of the novel, we find out that Tyler Durden was a projection of the protagonist’s self-conscious. In his desperation and disillusionment, the protagonist creates this idealised version of what, on some level, he wants to be. Might we, in creating online personas for the digital space, be experiencing something similar?
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