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Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:
15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)
2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)
1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.
None of the hijackers were from Iraq.
None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.
None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.
#9/11#serious post#not a shitpost#this should be one of the first things kids learn when they learn about the 9/11 attacks#politics#this is just...it's such an essential and brazen fact and i rarely see basic outrage over it#i want outrage. i want fury. i want disgust over the way fundamental facts are disguised and discarded and downplayed#because there are things we should KNOW. basic fact we should ALL KNOW. and they are tucked away in the footnotes.#and no this is NOT to put the blame on other middle eastern countries#we know this was carried out by a specific terrorist organization not a national government#but King George the Second decided (and was encouraged by his cabinet!) to invade a nation!#a nation that was not at all related or responsible!!!#a dictatorship to be sure--but a dictatorship that King George the First had been happy to support#so what changed? why did we go in guns blazing to DEMOLISH a country *we had NO PLANS OF REPAIRING*???#well. because they wanted a villain didn't they. a nice clean war. clarity of purpose. us the heroes against them the villains#and when you're in that mindframe--truth is irrelevant. you can pick your villain (your victim) by rolling a roulette wheel#truth is irrelevant#worse: to the people in charge#truth is a HINDRANCE#'Alternative facts' existed long before it became a catchphrase#facts don't matter. truth doesn't matter. the impulses of a handful of volatile & rich & power-high people--that's History. congratulations
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Danny is about to be kidnapped in Gotham
This is not a good time.
He's studying for the SAT, he's already been kidnapped by Vlad like, four times that week and it was a fucking Tuesday, he forgot his wallet at his new apartment, locked himself out of said new apartment (he could phase through the door but that wasn't the point), he's just been informed that the grant he applied for was denied so he needs to ask his mom and dad for college funds when he'd already told them he had it covered, and just...it was shit.
It had been shit. The entire week had been awful and annoying and he was ready to either murder everyone on the planet or go find a corner to cry in for the next three days.
So when the band of wild goons working for whatever villain of the week pulled up and tried to kidnap him, he snapped.
He used them to vent.
Shouted about how terrible his day had been, how terrible his week had been, how he'd already been kidnapped by his creepy godfather who was way too into him, how college funding was shit and the grant system was rigged, and how he'd have to call a locksmith or break down the door to his own apartment if he wanted to go to bed-all of it. He unloaded all of his frustration.
The goons actually backed off.
One of them gave him an awkward side hug and told him it'd get better.
Danny wasn't paying attention to his surrounding. He doesn't realize that the whole thing was livestreamed.
So when he gets home to his apartment later that day, his door is opened for him by the vigilante Spoiler before he can even turn intangible.
She brought over BatBurger and kidnapped Bruce Wayne, Gotham's bumbling Prince, to talk about college grants.
#dpxdc#dcxdp#dp x dc#dc x dp#phanfic#story prompt#steph watched the livestream and felt GREAT SYMPATHY#so she actually did trick bruce into coming with her and breaking into an apartment as bruce wayne instead of batman#told him it was an important job#he clued in that it wasn't crime related after she told him to stay put so she could get food#sure fuck it he'll give this rando kid a grant#he'll pay for the whole thing education is important#literally no one looks into the whole “i've already been kidnapped four times this week” thing#cuz everyone gets kidnapped in gotham#well almost no one looks into it#jack and maddie fenton do when they see the clip#vlad learns the hard way not to piss off the people who design weapons specifically meant for you
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A comparison of neck strength, F2 driver vs. F1 driver:
Charles Leclerc (bottom panel) is able to hold his neck steady as he navigates through S1; his head follows the direction of his travel - i.e. as he makes a left turn, he looks to the left. Meanwhile, fatigue has set in for Ollie Bearman (top panel), and his neck is unable to hold his head up; therefore, as he makes a left turn, the lateral G forces push his head to the opposite side.
An impressive example of how physically demanding F1 is as a sport! Don't ever let anyone tell you that these guys are not true athletes.
🎥: F1TV on-boards, 2024 Saudi Arabian Grand Prix (Lap 41)
#charles leclerc#ollie bearman#oliver bearman#*#my edit#f1#my video#saudi arabian gp 2024#technical#fave#i just think this is so neat!#well done to ollie for putting in such a performance when he must have been suffering so much physically!#as for you sharl - your neck is effing ginormous and long may it remain that way 🗿🤣
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ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ᴀʟʟ ғᴏᴜʀs. werewolf kiri au.
you wake up under a mountain of furs.
light comes flickering from the hearth and, warm and welcoming as it is—you've no idea where you are.
you don't recognize the inside of the cabin; it's certainly not yours, nor is its layout that of any you’ve seen in the village. it's rather plain, with a singular window and table and chair and small fireplace, empty enough that you wonder how anyone could live comfortably with so little.
outside, the winter storm rages on, and there's a howl that cuts through the air that strikes bone-deep.
all at once your memories come back to you: dragged through town with bound hands and ankles, in only a thin night dress, screaming with all your might as the physician that delivered you into this world tied you to an old pine, along with the priest and the man that sold you blueberries in the spring.
people you knew and loved. had trusted.
the memories become hazy after a while, darkening with the night that crept in. you remember your body losing its feeling, but not its fear. you remember the violence of the storm, breaking trees and branches and uprooting the forest floor. you remember the horrible and hulking shape of something rising in the moonlight.
the door shoves open then, with enough force to send you scurrying back into the corner of the room. the blizzard tries to rush inside, but a man stands in its way, leaning back against the wood to keep the wind and snow out where it belongs. he's—big, as tall as the frame and just as wide, with thick hair that he's tied back, messy and low.
he's rosy in his cheeks and on the tip of his nose, as bright as the eyes that snap to you the moment you dare to breathe.
he doesn't say anything, at first. the bag of firewood he sets at his feet settles as he turns to you in interest, eyebrows raised. the clothes he's wearing look—old and worn, certainly not suitable for the storm roaring outside, with the holes and tears in the fabric. the boots he has on, however, seem heavy, have his steps echoing when he moves further into the room.
you pull your knees up to your chest and try to shrink away; beneath your thin dress, your skin has pebbled up, reminding you of just how vulnerable you still are.
your fear translates; the man stops on the other side of the little table, breathing in deeply before raising his hands up in what reads as surrender.
"hello," he finally says, and when you don't respond, he places a thick hand to his dark-haired chest and introduces himself as, "eijirou."
he nods emphatically and then repeats himself, as if to reinforce the name. you only grant him a small nod in return—and he smiles. it's wide, stretching across his face, and friendly, authentic enough that you question whether you're as damned as you thought, or perhaps saved.
how did you even get here? the question finally thaws out from the recesses of your brain and you take another look around the room as if the answer lies between the wood or nestled into the furs. this place looks too hand-crafted, you realize, all of it—and the man before you looks like he could move mountains, if he wanted to.
the chains that had bound you were iron-strong and didn't once budge in all your thrashing, before things went dark—but now you are inside by a well-maintained fire, warm and free, and all that remains of your ill fate are the indentions worn into your wrists.
he's still staring at you, the man. eijirou. he's not moved any closer, either, and when you meet his curious gaze, his lips twist and his eyes narrow. a thoughtful noise comes out of his mouth, like he's thinking of what to say or how to say it, and you're reminded that you don't recognize where you are, nor do you recognize him in the slightest.
big as he is, you don't think he could have carried you too far in a snowstorm such as the one still raging outside; are you still somewhere deep in the forest? in a cabin at the heart of the wood? saved by a man that somehow survives with so little out in the middle of nowhere?
"eijirou," you test the name on your lips and he perks up at the sound, attention snapping back to you instantly. you don't know if it's winter seeping through the floor, or if it's in the way that he watches you, that makes you shiver.
finally, he asks, "cold?" and when you nod, he slowly makes his way over to you, carefully, as if approaching a deer ready to run.
—and then he sheds his shirt with a quick shrug and holds it out to you.
you should want to look away, for decency sake, but you're—stunned by it, by him. there's a litany of scars that paint him in odd and worrisome places, but he stands tall and strong before you, unbothered by his own state. unbothered by the eyes that run over the expanse of his bare shoulders, the dark, thick trail of hair running down from his belly button, the ripples of muscle his loose shirt did well to hide.
you take it from him carefully and it's so warm, almost hot, that you press it to your face immediately to chase away the chatter of your jaw. the material itself, however ragged, is big enough to drape over your curled form like a blanket, and so you do just that. it carries the earthy smell of the woods, deeply woven into the fabric; pine and musk and something smoky.
with your cheek still pressed to his shirt, you look up to thank him, at last, but the words still in your throat at the minute changes of his face: still smiling, though sharper now, somehow, and his eyes are still wide with that keen, rapt interest—but the crimson to them has set like the sun and they've grown just as dark as the night outside.
#i wrote this like a madman pls excuse the first draft quality hehe#PLEASEEEE he's so akfhahfkah isn't socialized LOL#doesn't talk to anyone really 🥺has no reason to 🥺#he's new to all this 🥺#doesn't mean to put you in his lil nest and cover you in the smell of him 👀#okay well he DOES but he didn't know it would AFFECT HIM THAT WAY PLEASE#ugh this has been living in my head for so long i'll write more of this when it isn't 1 am LOL#✿ thoughts: kirishima#✿ willow writes#song is wolf like me by tv on the radio !!!
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A dialogue on heroes
#ffxiv#ff14#elidibus#emet selch#art#illustration#posting this at 2 am cuz I tried and put so much effort into this but a little shy to show#it was just an idea I had where I wanted to draw the two just having a conversation on what their theories and logic behind heroes#cuz elidibus has wolidibus and emet has innocence#and i think in his own way innocence / vauthry saw himself as a hero as well#so i thought it would be interesting but meh#storytelling is hard#also i need to stop drawing tiny characters and making pikachu face when I can't see their expressions lmao#edit: if y'all saw the error w/ the layer mask...no you didn't...
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I wanna say something and all I ask is that you read the whole thing before burning me at the stake.
There are always horrible things happening. There are always ppl who are suffering and dying. There are always corrupt politicians. There are always human rights violations. There are always tragedies. There is always misinformation and exploitation. War is always looming on the horizon or busting in the back gate. The world is always fucked up.
That fact does not mean that the lives affected matter any less than our own. It does not mean that we don't do what we can to help. It does mean that we cannot afford to put our lives on hold while a horrible thing consumes us.
I'm sure that, if your parent/sibling/partner/best friend had a medical emergency, you would gladly do whatever you needed to do to be there. I'm sure that you would sacrifice sleep, skip meals, call in to work, and be by their side until they were stable. You can afford to do that when those emergencies are infrequent and relatively brief.
You cannot do that with the world's emergencies. They are not infrequent. They are not relatively brief. You have to sleep, eat and shower. You have to pay your bills. You have to survive.
Daily life goes on.
It feels unjust. Of course it does. How can you possibly go about the mundane like nothing's going on? You Don't. You go about the mundane like there are horrible things happening. You make the adjustments you can sustain without sacrificing your well-being. You make drastic changes for as long as you can, when you simply can't take it anymore, and then you step back, take a breath, and go grocery shopping. You have to. If you don't, you won't survive the horrible thing.
No one who is going thru a horrible thing wants you to self-destruct. There's so much good you can do over the course of your life if you maintain that life. Adding your name to the list of casualties will prevent all of that good from happening. You have to survive.
And that includes the things that seem optional, bc those things aren't actually optional at all. You need to laugh. You need to watch movies and love your pets and go for walks. You need food that tastes good and clothes that make you feel confident. You need that show you'll regret not seeing. You need to get takeout and take naps. You need to have the weight lifted frequently, so you can heal the parts of you that get worn.
If you aren't living as well as you can, while making adjustments you can afford to make, you will not survive.
Please survive.
#zesty take#i guess?#idk i just feel so sad#theres so much guilt going around#so much judgement of ppl for continuing to live#the horrible things are constant and overlapping#if we waited until they were over we would starve in every way#survival btw isnt just breathing its living as well as you can#if you only chuck gas in your car when you abdolutely have to and put off the maintenance and cobble it together when it needs a real fix#it may still turn over but it will not be able to function well#pls do not buy into the bullshit that gas is enough and if you do any more youre selfish or evil or whatever#it is not true
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Gotham War is really playing out like God’s plan, ain’t it now
Task Force Z #4 (2022)
#different storylines being connected by themes that carryover. 👌🏻#bothered him so much he outright destroyed Jason’s access to free will#Rosenberg has a way of putting in some of the most satisfyingly well-put lines#that other writers could never have Jason say to Bruce#jason todd#red hood#dc#task force z#tfz#but also such a classic abuser move: everything you say being extremely self-centered#‘me *my* city *my* orders *I* don’t want you doing that’#then when you get called out for being a manipulative shit you say ‘I’m sorry YOU see it that way’ like suddenly it’s you not me huh#Bruce should make a failsafe that could cure his god complex#he needs some humbling
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and you may say to yourself: "my god! what have i done?"
and you may tell yourself: "this is not my beautiful wife!"
and you may tell yourself: "this is not my beautiful house!"
and you may ask yourself: "well, how did i get here?"
time isn't holding up, time isn't after us, time is a pony ride!
(images described in alt text)
#gravity falls#fiddleford mcgucket#LETTING THE [FIDDLEFORD FRI]DAYS GO BY#“sir it's tuesday” i know. my computer has been busted for two weeks so i couldn't post them when i wanted to. just let me have this#again still new to alt text. i like being a little bit silly but let me know if it gets in the way of accessibility#artwork of the damned#uhhhh yeah this is actually something ive kind of wanted to draw for years now#favorite guy + favorite band = prime high-effort meme material#also. for the record. yes i have a mcgucket playlist. yes it has three talking heads songs on it. no none of them are “once in a lifetime”#also also i know that the lyrics in the description are in the wrong order. it's on purpose. i put them backwards for dramatic effect#also also also i'm pretty sure the “time is a pony ride” line is not actually sung on the album version of the track#but if you listen to/watch the live version from “stop making sense” you will hear it!#as well as hear a much more satisfying ending to the song imo. rather than it just fading out it has some really nice vocals#basically the moral of this story is you should watch “stop making sense”#if you made it to the end of the tags: congrats! you win a prize! the prize is permission to reblog this post
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I feel like a lot of people in the fandom tend to forget this, so I'm just here to give a kind, thoughtful reminder :]
Ambrosius Goldenloin in the movie is an East Asian man (Korean-coded), his skin is tan, his eyes are monolid and his nose is big
He's voiced by Eugene Lee Yang - a Korean-American actor who also has Chinese and Japanese heritage. Eugene Lee Yang looks like this:
During the production, when Ambrosius was decided to be East Asian, artists looked up queer East Asian-American men, and based Ambrosius off of them. Ambrosius is literally drawn to look like Eugene Lee Yang
Please draw him as such, thank you
#nimona#ambrosius goldenloin#no but its so annoying bro#why do people literally forget hes EAST ASIAN#AND HIS CHARACTER TACKLES THE “MODEL MINORY” MYTH EAST ASIAN IMMIGRANTS WERE MET WITH IN USA#race in nimona is important because as one person said#you cant make a movie about a police state and not touch upon the race subject#HE IS EAST ASIAN#PLEASE IF YOURE DRAWING NIMONA THE MOVIE FANART (in the comic hes white yea) THEN PLEASE LEARN HOW TO DRAW MONOLIDS AND BIG NOSES I BEG#why am i so pressed abt this??#he looks like me bro#his features are my features and im not joking#so when i see ppl erase them#its not well for my self-esteem lets put it this way#please stop erasing his race while drawing#thank you :)#ofc i havent made this post bc of one person who blogged that Golitzine should play Ambrosius what r u talkin abt#Golitzine is a slavic man hes russian#a russian prince#ambrosius is east asian#plus we dont need a nimona live action itd be stupid#a short animated film abt bal's and ambrosius's childhood? sure#thats it#live action remakes SUCK#can you believe i made this post purely out of spite
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What if servant!MC worked herself too hard? Impaired with at least tiredness and sore muscles, and at worst a broken or sprained limb? How would the kind lords react?
Sans: Depends on the severity of it. If she's just sore, or seems more tired than usual, he'll lure her into resting by pretending he needs her to do something for him. It's notoriously hard to pry Mc from her work. But Sans is sly- he convinces her she's still working, still doing something for him, he talks her into sitting down with a book she needs to 'check for errors'. Eventually she snaps back to her senses an hour later and realises she's just been tricked into sitting by the fire in his room and reading a novel.
If it's a bit more serious, he gets more hands-on. Sans is deceptively strong and he will gladly combine his aptitude at manipulation with a bit of manhandling. Mc has the 'just shut up and get it done' mindset so deeply ingrained after so long that she'll work herself into slightly feverish stupors... he distracts her with pretty words while he physically leads her away somewhere he can keep a better eye on her.
Red: Unlike a lot of men his rank, Red isn't afraid of getting his hands dirty. He knows that it's incredibly difficult to talk her out of work, so if she is visibly struggling, he'll just help out with whatever she's doing. She always appreciates the extra hands and strength. Red's presence is also just good for the Soul; he's witty, he's a big flirt, he halves the load while making it twice as fun. Whatever limb she's injured barely hurts by the time the jobs are done, she's too distracted giggling.
He's not quite as subtle or graceful as Sans, in his methods. But when it comes down to it, Red is probably the only one out of the three who could genuinely talk her into taking a break. Mc often feels like Red is the one who best understands the reality of being a servant- Sans is nice but he's kinda uptight, Skull is far too rich to ever get it. Red's as down-to-Earth as a nobleman could be. And if Red is expressing genuine concern, dropping his persona for a second...
... Maybe she does need to just rest for a while.
Skull: He doesn't have time for subtlety. When it's clear she's pushing herself, he gives her a 'gentle' warning.
He looms over her, covering her entire body with his shadow, with a face like he's about to eat her. He softly murmurs that if she doesn't stop working so hard... there will be consequences.
... It's a pretty clear message. But if she still refuses to stop? He literally just steals her.
He doesn't care what she's doing, what task she's in the middle of, who's in the room or how important what she's doing is. He gave her a warning. He'll grab her right in the middle of a task, throw her over his shoulder, and (ignoring her protests) carry her off to his chambers. There's a big comfy chair covered in blankets with her name on it... and if there's one thing you can say about Skull, it's that when he's determined, he's like a machine. She won't be going anywhere. Her protests don't matter.
Wife will stay and wife will rest. He warned her. She doesn't get a choice anymore.
#llamagines#p&p au#mc: [sits up in bed] wait a second. how the fuck did you just convince me I was “working” by going to bed early???#sans: getting decent sleep is essential to being a good worker. right?#mc: Well... I guess so. When you put it that way. I- WAIT. YOU'RE DOING IT AGAIN#sans: lmfao get got
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Hugging, Kissing and Cuddling HCs for König
I'm trying to see him in another light again after everything I've seen about him, so I decided I'd write something fluffy and nice for him. And then came the realization I never wrote some HCs like these for him in my original posts, so I decided I'd change that! He's Austrian, so naturally I have to love him!
When it comes to hugging someone, König is a bit hesitant. Considering he’s not the most physically affectionate person out there, it’s almost an honor to be receiving an unprompted hug from him. Whether his hugs are long or short depends on the occasion: If he’s proud of you for accomplishing something, then the hug will be rather short lived. Though, he might pick you up and spin you around until you’re dizzy. If you’re sad and need some comfort then his hugs could last a while. He’s not the best with words, he prefers to listen to other people, but if he knows a hug is what usually helps you then he’s willing to do so. Despite being a big and strong lad his hugs are surprisingly gentle, he’s worried about crushing you. He could put his all into them, but then you’d likely end up with a few broken ribs and he doesn’t want that to happen. König is also surprisingly warm, so receiving a hug from him is a rare, but nice experience. Although he does go rigid at the beginning, not knowing what to do, but relaxes into the hug eventually.
Again, he’s not a very physically affectionate person, but isn’t opposed to the occasional peck on the cheek or on your lips either. There is some anxiety whether you’d actually want a kiss from him or not, so he doesn’t kiss you very often, even if you do reassure him that it’s quite alright. He’s a bit tense at first when he presses a kiss to your lips, but calms down eventually. It’s especially bad during the beginning of your relationship, but he’s since gotten better at being calm about it. Since there’s a good chance he’s taller than you he loves giving you a kiss on the forehead. It’s a small but sweet gesture. He doesn’t need to bend down entirely to reach you but he still gets to be affectionate with you. However, if you’re on the taller side, or just as tall as he is, then he’d love to receive kisses to his temple from you. It makes him smile every time you do it. If he’s in the mood for receiving a kiss then he’ll lay his head on your shoulder and nudge you a bit. Or try to get his head in your closer vicinity. Kind of like that one bunny video where the bunny stretches to receive some kisses.
Cuddles with him are a bit more common than hugs actually. However, he refuses to lay down on top of you. If you’re shorter and weaker than him then there’s no chance he’ll put his weight on you, he’s just that afraid of hurting you. If you’re taller or just more muscular, then he might, but he’s still a rather heavy lad. Most he’ll do is put his head on your shoulder while you’re cuddling in bed and are both lying down. Although it’d be a lie to say he doesn’t want to be held. König is alright with being the one to hold you, but sometimes he would prefer to be the little spoon as well. That urge gets especially bad if you’re roughly the same size as him. Sometimes just nuzzling into your chest does the trick for him as well, though. Loves it when you run your fingers through his hair as he does so. Another thing he adores is you sleeping on his chest as he holds you. He gets to hold you close, he gets to protect you and he gets to doze off a bit himself, it’s bliss to him. Sometimes he leans down to press a kiss to your head and accidentally wakes you up like that. He feels bad about it and apologizes profusely, but does chuckle a bit when he sees your disheveled hair and your tired expression that shows you just woke up.
#cod#cod x reader#konig#könig#konig x reader#könig x reader#he actually kind of scares me these days even if I don't want that to happen in the slightest so I'm trying to desensitize myself again#I know people always joke about fanon könig vs canon könig but I think I will write him a bit softer with his s/o again#just to combat all those awful things I've seen about him that I don't want to be true and that I also want to forget about#könig is a big lad so I knew from the beginning I wanted him to be good at hugging because this is self indulgent#I feel like if it weren't for his anxiety he'd be much much cuddlier#because that's the case with me even if I have other things going on as well#and what is a funny character you write about if not another piece of yourself?#I've put so much of myself into some of these characters and yet people keep requesting them so I must be doing something right#it's more fun that way as well when you put your characters through something you've gone through. more relatable too#but I think that's something pretty much every writer does. that's why some requests are so difficult to write#I got one about marrying Laswell and Nikolai and that was a difficult request for me because the last wedding I went to#was my parents' and that was almost 18 years ago. man time flies I was 4 years old back then#so naturally I don't remember much either. But I tried and that's what's important!#either way please enjoy this piece of fluff I wrote today!
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'cause I am yours and you are mine, I'll never let you go
#ts4#simblr#ts4 edit#ts4 render#sims 4#blood tw#myedits#mb#red#teeth#i have not posted the actual monster boyz since november. november!!!!#did you guys miss them. i missed them#i have not worked on their story at all since the cricket post#i have GOT to get to work on the origin stories. oh well. i'll get to it when i get to it lol#n e way i finally remembered to put red's good eye to the camera lol#whenever i make edits i put red on the other side w/out thinking & all you can see is his blind eye#which is fine except it's near impossible to tell where he is looking which is usually important in my edits#he isn't totally totally blind in that eye. like. he can see shadows & light but it's definitely not clear#i actually just realized i don't think i've ever talked about his blindness before#there is a reason he is blind in that eye but it's a bit complicated. it has to do w his life before the apocalypse#the way mutations work in this universe is a bit weird & hard to explain. like there are several factors that determine one's mutations#for red it's mostly based on his trauma & his psychological state during the time of his mutation#his mutations manifest both physically & emotionally#teeth's are mostly physical bc he yk. got the shit beat out of him before he died. but!#becoming a monster also amplified all of his worst traits! like anger. impulsiveness. violent tendencies. he's basically always starving bc#those feelings act almost like a hunger for him. he craves intensity#cricket's is more complicated bc he is not a full monster. his are almost entirely psychological aside from his arm/bits of their face#& he's able to retain most of his human self up until the end#theirs are trauma based like red's but in a different way. it's more a combination of his anxiety & fears rather than lived trauma#if that makes sense. i'm not very articulate about this stuff sorry lol
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And I forget sometimes I'm just flesh and bone.
As he stands in the ruined bathroom, all Rook can think is, At least now I can breathe.
#ts4#ts4 edit#the sims 4#sims 4 edit#my edits#ts4 render#my renders#blender render#oc: Rook#dnd sims#ts4 dnd#please I beg of you open this in a new tab and look it it. it's 2080px across and I spent way too long on tiny details.#(like the blood on the shards of glass on the sink. and the mirror alone took well over an hour...)#augh I love my boy so much#he's really going through it right now tho#poor bby#but when he's going through it I'm having fun playing him so...#yeah#blood tw#tw blood#so this is scheduled to go up right as we're starting our session picking up from exactly this point.#I thought that would be thematically fitting#please listen to this song it's so good and it's very Rook.#I almost put the lyrics right after this line (''I saw my reflection on the street that night / he said I got something to change your life#/ he said you don't look wrong but you don't look right'')#bc yk mirror shit. But I ended up going with this line instead because it's VERY VERY fitting for the conversations going on w/ Rook.#specifically about his reckless endangerment of himself to the point where some of his party members consider it to be self-harm.#(and obviously punching a mirror intentionally is self-harm.)#but like Rook doesn't see it that way and he's so confused as to why the party is so upset with him. (esp. his mentor and the gunslinger.)#god I could talk about this ridiculous man for hours so I'll stop here.
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Neil as a team captain is positively delightful, because making him captain is both absolutely insane and absolutely brilliant. It capitalizes on the passive effect of having one (1) Neil Josten (god knows the world couldn’t handle if there were more of him) on the team in the most efficient way. Like. I’m 90% sure that after spending some time around him on the same team, most people will look up to him completely awestruck for how much he has impacted their lives, but that’s just not what is actually happening here. I feel like what’s going on is this:
Neil is a terribly amazing choice for team captain entirely because Neil is a meddlesome little asshole who will forcibly fix all of his teammates’ personal problems and improve their entire lives for literally no other reason than that he needs them to be able to focus on fucking ball so he can win at sports. It’s not even that he genuinely cares about people and their well-being (apart from his original foxes). He just gets pissed when things aren’t working properly because it makes Exy annoying when the lineup can’t communicate. Exy isn’t supposed to be annoying. Exy is life. He’d meddle whether he is captain or not, but by making him captain, he has so much more official executive power at his hands. It’s like people are explicitly asking for him to do his worst. So, fueled by his own competitiveness and love for the sport, off he goes.
Neil is just as bad as Kevin when it comes to his Exy obsession. The major difference between them is that Kevin is endlessly tactical and he runs Exy with a focus on a technical and physical level entirely, whereas Neil’s approach is to look beyond a lack of practice and basically psychoanalyzing people on why they are not doing 110% for Exy. Kevin says “let’s run this drill 500 times, then we will inevitably be better”. Meanwhile Neil is scheming how to coerce and bribe people into life-changing decisions and long-needed healing, entirely because he wants to optimize playing a sport. Exy is a team sport, which is why this is the most logical approach his little Exy brain comes up with rather than minding his own fucking business. He looks at the team and is like “is anyone gonna whip this into shape? No?? I’ll fucking do it then cowards” and goes and does exactly that. It’s like he’s fixing the equipment so he can play.
I don’t think anyone except for Andrew is really aware that Neil really isn’t doing this out of the innate goodness of his heart, but because his personal brand of practicality involves the most convoluted and creative kind of scheming. I feel like Neil is a lot more selfish than people give him credit for. Sure, there’s people he cares deeply and unconditionally for, but that’s really not everyone. It’s fascinating to watch, especially because it’s not like he ever hides that he doesn’t particularly care, but people kinda assume he does, because why else would he put in this much effort?
Exy. The answer is Exy.
#Andrew hates him for this#but I also feel like it’s Andrew’s favorite pass time to just watch Neil do as Neil does#you can’t take the meddling out of Neil#first year was Neil meddling on steroids basically bc he thought he was gonna die so he had to optimize Exy to play and had no choice#that’s how he fixed the foxes the first time#but even so#even if he doesn’t care about most of the new foxes or his eventual pro teams as much#I don’t think he will ever stop with this kind of stuff because I’m dead certain he gets so annoyed when exy isn’t exy-ing#that he ends up fixing problems the majority of people would not be able to eben pick up on just by association#Neil ‘he found their humanity interesting’ Josten#he doesn’t need the death threats to motivate him#somewhere in the background Andrew is watching his every move and realizing time and time again how terrifyingly smart Neil is#and how well he can put his observations to use in really ruthless unapologetic ways#and then Andrew is faced with the reality that all of that brainpower is being used for exy and exy alone#thinking about Neil will kill that man one day I stg#aftg#all for the game#neil josten#kevin day#andrew minyard#andreil#aftg headcanon#aftg meta#character analysis#post canon#the foxhole court#tfc
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timeskip Molly concepts - probably when she's around 16-17 ish, maybe even early college?
( I'm not a big fan of the "ooh the bubbly character gets older and is now SUPER SAD" trope so this is more like... Molly is still Molly, she just gets older and faces more hardships/life stressors that come with age, and struggles to maintain the same high level of positivity/resiliency she used to have )
#still a generally happy enthusiastic person but finds more and more that she sometimes has to put on a facade yknow?#has to go soul searching for purpose and meaning in a real genuine way that reinvigorates her#probably something to do with ghost world shenanigans but ~ooh something happens~ and she gets separated from her body somehow#and ollie libby june and darryl have to find help and reconnect w/ andrea and meet alina#and finally ofc hunt down todd and adia and rope them in#todd goes through a ghost portal after much convincing to come retrieve wraith molly and return her detached joyful spirit to her body#and in him becoming scratch again for a short while - to return molly's soul to herself - he of course must return to his own body#and begins to recall some lost memories of his time as a ghost including their friendship#and itslike. a lesson on reaching out and asking for help when you feel yourself slipping away from who you used to be but from molly's POV#and trusting loved ones to know you well enough to put your pieces back together right and make you whole again. or something#the ghost and molly mcgee#tgamm#molly mcgee
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one thing abt visibly chasind morrigan that’s super interesting is that it makes your ability to ask if flemeth is really her mother actually makes sense when it’s startling how fereldan flemeth looks and dresses when you’re brought there
#not in the ‘how could this white person and mixed race person possibly be related!’ idiot type of way but like#morrigan especially with her heavy coat with the mods i use looks so adapted to the landscape and at home#so when she brings you to her mother and she’s just a visually fereldan white woman in fereldan peasant dress you’re like. Huh.#and there’s something i quite like about her very normality to say a cousland’s eyes being so startling and out of place#in terms of the Something Is Off Here vibe but also maybe just believing she’s simply an apostate on the run#combined with her ability to put on a very different guise in the later games lmao i like the shapeshifterisms of it as well#she could take any form but shes confident enough to choose the one that sets off warning bells and dare you to challenge it
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