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Help me, Lord, from these fantasies in my head / They ain't ever been safe ones

"Jesus was a communinst!" "Jesus was a socialist!"

*rubs temples*

Guys... Jesus is a divine monarchist.

Any political system that tries to claim him and yet does not put him at its head, as king, is not trying to claim the real Jesus.

annoys the hell out of me that we can have all these discussions now abt future stars captains and they all sound so good!!! i’d be happy with miro, delly, robo, so many of the guys!! hell if otter could wear the “C” i’d be campaigning for him!!!!! even with our current old men it’s really interesting, because pavs seems like an obvious choice but at its roots this is Tyler’s Team so i could hear either out and like. basically people have great points for so many of our core and it’s really awesome to see how our leadership group is gonna grow and change over the years into good hands. but for now we’re stuck with our current fuckass captain like . man.

⁰⁰¹. ᴹᴱᵀᴬ : SARASTUS' PAST MEMORIES AS AZEM   :      in my portrayal of 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐒 / 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓,    the connection between her &. azem is stronger. ━━━━ more likely, sarastus &. azem are the same, though upon her re - awakening, sarastus has NO MEMORIES FROM HER PAST LIFE as azem. ... in fact when she woke up in gridania, there were no memories at all, not from her childhood, not of a family she could have had. BUT SHE CARRIED HER TRUE NAME, &. THE SAME SOUL, SAME PASSION FOR ADVENTURE.

adbert is still a part of her, as she did experience the sundering, ... but in my headcanon she suffered it to a lower level, protected by hydaelyn. also including in the fact that 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙾𝚄𝚁𝙲𝙴 is still the ' strongest shard ' of the star. ━━━━ that is why her appearance stayed the same, despite not being as tall as she used to be, as were all ancients.

THE FIRST FLASHBACKS TO HER PAST SHE EXPERIENCED    :       upon meeting emet - selch, an ascian. an old friend. ━━━━ his voice sounded so familiar to her ears, everything within her wanted to claim the familiarity, but she could not bring herself to believe the feeling. DOUBTS PLANTED THEIR SEEDS, when thanks to the power of 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙲𝙷𝙾 she witnessed moments from the past. ━━━━ WITHIN AN ECHO, SHE WAS USUALLY ALWAYS ON THE SIDELINES, BUT NOW, EVENTS UNFOLDED BEFORE HER EYES ; echoes are much more frequent during her time in the first, &. some of them are just like this ... a world that looks so familiar but she can't claim she has visited, moments that suddenly feel like memories of her own. but she continues to tell herself otherwise. that is until within one echo ━━━━ the name ' 𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐌 ' is called, causing the person she views this memory of to turn around, ... two figures who no longer wore signature masks, revealing a face that she could swear she knew, even when she failed to name it, &. another, who's features seemed all to familiar, likewise the voice. SNAPPING OUT OF THE MEMORY, ━━━━ she dared not to reveal her sight to 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙲𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 , her friends beside her. she only claimed to have witnessed a memory of emet - selch, but nothing more. ( 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘, 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋. )

THERE STARTED TO BE MORE FLASHBACKS,  :       &. despite their shortness, sarastus was left with a dizzy feeling, a headache that was slow to fade. 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝙸𝙼𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙴, but the scions saw through this act. ( 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆. ) within these flashbacks, all from her point of view, ━━━━ she witnessed herself jumping into action, scolds &. frustrated sighs from a group of 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙸𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂 as the one named 𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐌 had acted rashly, &. without consultating the rest of them first, ... she shared the company of those claimed to be dear friends, warmth surrounding the atmosphere in a memory so distant. THEN IT STRUCK HER, ━━━━ HER NAME : her true name. it spilled from their lips, &. in an instant, she was pulled away from this memory harshly. 𝙸𝚃 𝙰𝙻𝙼𝙾𝚂𝚃 𝙵𝙴𝙻𝚃 𝙲𝚁𝚄𝙴𝙻, 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳. her head felt as if it was splitting in two ... the haunting feeling etched onto her. ( 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐘 𝐈𝐓. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄. ) this confirmed the suspicions that consumed early on ... 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍. this is where sarastus is struck with something similar to an identity crisis. she, on the one hand was the same, sharing the personality, appearance, everything. but being able to witness THE WORLD, THE PEOPLE the ascians are fighting for ... she could not claim she did not understand the reason. in the past, there were dear friends she had cared for, but so did she here, in this day. 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘, the scions, all the friends made along her journey, ━━━━ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝚂𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙳, &. 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝙻𝙾𝚂𝚃. she would not sacrifice them, she would not sacrifice the world . they were her everything, &. she would protect them till her last breath. &. yet, she failed to shake off that longing feeling. SARASTUS DID NOT SPEAK OF THIS REVELATION TO THE SCIONS. she wanted to, she did, but she feared the reaction. the reaction to a fact even she knew so little about.

WHEN ADBERT REJOINED SARASTUS  :    in the fight against emet - selch, ( a fight she had wanted to avoid, alas ... ) she gained back more memories from the past. not all, she never could, but more. this time they were longer, more than short snippets. they were a bittersweet dream. ' 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐒. ' a plea made, &. no matter how it ached, she swore to do. she swore to remember, &. she was more resolved than ever : SHE REFUSES TO WITNESS ANOTHER FINAL DAYS, ━━━━ she will save this world &. those who are alive today. for those, that have sacrificed their lives for the future of the worlds. she manages to travel back in time to elpis, to learn more about the final days when the ache truly hits. PART OF HER YEARNS TO STAY, ━━━━ she is here to witness the final days, gain insight upon how it came to be. SHE GAINS MOMENTS WITH THOSE DEAR TO HER IN THE PAST, BUT SHE PAYS BY WATCHING ALL GO DOWN IN FLAMES. she is shaken when she returns back to the source, it is no wonder after all, especially since that very same tragedy threatened the worlds today : &. yet, her resolve burned bright as the sun. she, amongst others would defy such fate, &. fight until the heavens fall.

re: the b*oware layoffs, i've been talking to my wife about it and i'm PRAYIN' that, despite how horrible this is, maybe it leads to a situation like when pre-bethesda bethesda fired a bunch of people and a lot of them formed obsidian 👀

someone pay the (actually good) (recently cut) writers at b*oware to make good games under fair conditions, no crunching, and no money-hungry big wig studio breathing down their necks

i saw a couple of videos a little while ago about how genshin designs characters, not just in appearance but also talking about how things like their element inform the character, and one thing they pointed out was a tendency for cryo-aligned characters to have some sort of duality or contradiction in their character. an exorcist who's never gotten close to a spirit; a bartender who hates alcohol; a sleep-deprived anxious wreck who becomes confident when sleepwalking; etc.

i've had this in mind when developing liza's character. she appears snezhnayan, but she is fontainian; she appears cold-hearted, but is actually quite warm; she keeps to herself, but is extroverted and sociable; she's from the hearth, but her strongest bonds are not within the hearth.

CHARACTER / BLOG ASSOCIATIONS.

animal:   i make a lot of references to wolves & dogs in replies but he's very catlike. very puma vibes but like. a pocket sized one with sharp claws. color(s):   orange when talking about as a wayne, green as an al ghul. month:   january. very fresh start vibes. song:   within temptation's a demon's fate. number:   five, fifth robin. day or night:   night. plant:   venus fly trap. big teeth, anti-climactic & slow process of eating prey. smell:   candle smoke but specifically right when you blow out the wick. if you actually get close enough to sniff him, he smells like his latest soap of the week & usually a cologne that he grabbed from bruce's stash. since he's still young, only the candle smoke is a constant, the rest change with time. gemstone:   fluorite. season:   winter. place:   a palace, bedecked in jewels & fortunes. the throne is empty & blood-stained. food:   a plain bowl of oatmeal. damian has unhealthy habits with food & usually doesn't like many flavors. element:   fire. drink:   hot green tea, usually without any sweeteners. he "likes the bitterness".

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God hates me especially. If you even care.

@secondbetrayer asked: what's a hobby they used to have that they miss?

she enjoyed music profoundly, when she was young. she admired greatly the strength that it had, throughout all of its forms, to bring such a visceral emotional response from someone, and she misses the control of composition, the mastering of a voice or an instrument. a therapeutic sense of reign you couldn't draw from anywhere else. her mother had taught her to wield the tongue was a woman's greatest weapon, and that you could do marvellous things with little more than the subtle elegance. upon greater interest she found that to be true of music, too.

it's about power, of course. it always is.

its about the unrelenting force it exerts over even the strongest of people, like Asriel. those brief instances he would share with her, fascinated by the vulnerability it provoked and how moved he was, and the pieces that helped him to think. it baffled her how a man who didn't ever appear to be enamoured with the idea almost held a desire beyond himself. a need, wired down to the very thing that made him mortal. she did her best to find a song that would haunt him, an era ago. what she would give now to sift through his collection and find it missing.

it's about the atmosphere it gives to a crowd. how the perfect theme had to be hand chosen in order to accompany an event. a piece that would adopt a wanted mood, and push people to talk. about the piece that rattles through her as she departs the lounge, reverberating through the wall and amplifying the beating drum in her chest once she realises lyra has vanished.

it's about strange melodies used in Bolvangar, too. to soothe smaller children and study the impact it has upon one's daemon. hand crafted compositions she has perfected through hours of meticulous study in order to ease the process, travelling beyond the walls of the station, now warped and twisted into folktales so far as Oxford.

she is often identified as something undefinable. something anbaric. but what they fail to see is the identity to be found in the vibrations of sound, and the secret to how brandishing so little as a tune in turn topples the world. music outlasts us all. outlasts oblivion.

Re-Moat-ly Interesting -> [Elisa]

@isaac-morey​

If there was one thing that Elinor knew, it was that local politics were extremely important.

She had been the lady of a castle once. A castle that still had served her community as a gathering place and a source of income for the village below it. And town funds were disseminated throughout the town by a council in quite the same way as the Board. Elinor had always been close to the council. A DunBroch usually served on it, though she, herself, had no real head for politics. It was important for her to get her foot in the door with them, if she planned to continue her interest in putting Best Castle back onto the map.

This involved reaching out to different board candidates to get a feel for who would be most likely to vote for her petition. Elinor was--doubtful about the Magick one, Isaac Morey, both because of his magic and because of what she’d heard concerning his family. However, from the research she’d done, his magic seemed relatively harmless and his family was not so important when it came to his position on the Board, potentially. This was a small town. Families were messy. She knew that well enough.

So, she invited Isaac to the castle, as that was the best place, she thought, to pitch her concept. “Hello, Mr. Morey,” she said, coming around the side of the castle instead of opening the front door. “I apologize, I was just in the garden when I heard you approaching. Can I get you a refreshment?” she asked as she climbed up the stairs to open the front door for them and usher him inside.

[outfit]

RED ISMS.

❤ —     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒   please   repost,  don’t   reblog !

BOLD : always   applies  •   italics :  sometimes   applies    or   partner   specific     •   BOLD   +   ITALICS :  favorite  •  strike :  never   applies  

INCLINATIONS  /  HABITS    •   submissive   •   dominant   • prefers   to   top •   prefers   to   bottom   •   likes   to   switch   •   heterosexual   •   gay   •   lesbian   •   bisexual  •   asexual   •   pansexual   •   demisexual   •   enjoys   sex   with   men  •   enjoys   sex   with   women  •   enjoys   sex   with   genderfluid ,   agender ,  demigender ,  or   nonbinary   individuals   •   enjoys   sex   with   all   genders   regardless   of   identity  •  enjoys   sex   with   multiple   people   at   a   time   •   initiates   •   waits   for   partner   to   initiate •   spits   •   swallows   •   morning   sex   •   night   sex   •   sex   any   time   •   no   sex   drive   •   low   sex   drive   •   average   sex   drive   •   high   sex   drive •   fluctuating sex drive

BODY  &  APPEARANCE    •    slender   build   •   medium   build   •   athletic   build   •   muscular   build   •   curvy   build   •   voluptuous   •   chubby   build   •   wears   boxers  •   wears   boxer   briefs   •   wears   lingerie  •   goes   commando   •   shaves   •   trims  •   waxes   •   does   not   shave   •   cup    size    a   -   c   •   cup   size   d   -   f   •   1   -   5   ”   in   length   •   between  5   -   6   “   in   length   •   6  -  9   ”   in   length   •   10  ”   or   over   in   length  •

SOUNDS     •   silent   •   quiet   •   loud   •   grows   in   volume   over   time   •   bites   hand   •   bites   partner •   bites   pillow   to   muffle   self   •   calls   out   partners   name   •   curses  •   fakes   •   exaggerates   •   prefers   a   quiet   partner   •   prefers   a   loud   partner   •   prefers   a   partner   who   grows   in   volume   over   time   •  no  volume  preference  •   turned   on   by   dirty   talk   •   turned   off   by   dirty   talk  

TURN - ONS  /  KINKS    •   having   their   hands   pinned  •   pinning   partner’s   hands   •   having   own   hair   pulled   •   pulling   partner’s   hair   •   being   watched  (   by   their   partner   )   •   being   watched   (   by   a   third   party   )   •   watching   their   partner   •   receiving   oral •   giving   oral •   giving   praise   •   receiving   praise   •  biting   or   marking   •   being   bitten   or   marked •   spanking   •   being   spanked   •   teasing   •   being   teased  •  having   toys   used   on   them   •   using   toys   on   their   partner   •   giving   anal   •   receiving   anal   •   choking   •   being   choked   •   dirty   talk  •   being   tied   up •   tying   partner   up •   being   worshipped  •   worshipping   partner •   humiliating   •   being   humiliated   •   degrading   •   being   degraded   •   knife   play   •   blood   play   •   gun   play   •   being   pegged   •   pegging   partner   •   partner   wearing   lingerie  •   wearing   lingerie   •   whipping   •   being   whipped   •   being  edged  •   edging   •   overstimulation   •   anonymous  sex    •  clothed   /   partially   clothed  •   deep   -   throating  •   nipple  play  •  public  sex  •   sadism   /   masochism  •   size  difference  

PLACES     •   bedroom   •   shower   •   bath   •   pool   ��   ocean   •   kitchen   •   home   bathroom  •   public   restroom   •   car   •   tent   •   alleyway   •   field   •   forest   •   empty   or   abandoned   building  •   library   •   rooftop   •   terrace   •   dressing   room   •   elevator   •   parking   lot   •   museum   •   cemetery   •   beach  •  closet  •   hospital •

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With the odd but delightful upsurgence of people finding The Beetle by Richard Marsh-- a book I read in a course on British Imperialism and Literature and fell instantly in love with, but feel weird recommending to people for various reasons-- I submit the following

Spoilers and creative liberties taken

An Interview

Me: Heeey, Richard Marsh, interesting story you got there. Really cool gender stuff. One question. Can you do it without all the racism? Marsh: What? No. No, the racism is key. The racism is definitely necessary. Me: ...yeah, okay. I get it, you’re British and it's Empire time. But can't we scale back the Orientalism JUST a little? I mean, you’ve got these sections that could be read as a *critique* of Imperialism, but then… Marsh: It is imperative that the Beetle, in human form described at its full power as an extremely attractive, hypnotic, powerful woman who can take advantage of men– Imagine! once powerful, virile men, taken advantage of by the lesser sex, captured in their sex and murder dungeon; don't worry I'm going to describe this intimately–  Me: Yeah, we’ve all read She– Marsh: –that this “Beetle” be a foreign woman whose murder leads to an INFECTION THAT INVADES ENGLAND TO UPSET GENDER ROLES NILLY-WILLY– Me: To be honest, Richie, the way you write the other characters it seems like the “upsetting gender roles” call is coming from inside the house, if you just– Marsh: CAUSING POOR DEFENSELESS MEN WHO SHOW ANY SIGN OF WEAKNESS TO FALL UNDER ITS WEIRDLY ANDROGYNOUS SWAY! INNOCENT YOUNG ‘ANGEL OF THE HOUSE’ TYPE WOMEN START CROSS-DRESSING! POWERFUL MALE POLITICIANS FALL TO THEIR KNEES AND WEEP! BEHOLD THE TERROR! Me:... Marsh:... Marsh:...BE AFRAID!!! IT'S TERRIFYING! Me: ….Are we sure it's fear motivating this? Sorry, are we sure it's fear *of this* motivating it?  Marsh: SO SCARY!! OOOOOO YOU'RE SUPER SCARED! Hahaha…I mean just IMAGINE…someone forcing you out of the strict gender and societal roles you were born into 👀…someone who has no stake in said roles…👀 Me: Yeah, so we're marking “fetishization” AND “demonification” of the Other off on our bingo board Marsh: So there's this scientist who’s madly romantic and has (strangely-- may I even say queerly--) intense beef with the paragon of maleness character. Meanwhile his best friend (who he's not attracted to and who happens to be a woman) keeps trying to hint that they should marry so other guys stop hitting on her and– Me: …okay, this is just a mess. This is a mess, Richard. Do you see how this is a mess? Please.  Marsh: THERE'S A CARPET THAT EATS PEOPLE! WAIT, WAIT, MYSTERY CULTS! SHAPESHIFTING! BIOLOGICAL WARFARE! WAIT, I HAVE MORE–!

the tv: oh man. we have a ghost problem.

me: WELL MAYBE THE GHOSTS HAVE A HUMAN PROBLEM DID YOU EVER THINK ABOUT THAT >:C