#submission doktor

[worstygocharacter]

The Doktor (Yu-Gi-Oh! ARC-V)

Propaganda:

-*inhales*

Fuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufuckyoufu-

he’s added!

[theprogressdoctor]

„Guten Morgen Doktor Sawyer. Mein Name ist Loki, und ich muss sagen, es freut mich sie endlich einmal persönlich zu treffen. Ihre…Tests waren mal etwas anderes zu den Dingen, welche ich sonst so erlebe.“

Hat gerade das Spielzeug in dem Tank umgebracht damit die Tür sich öffnet, obwohl wusste das über ihr noch ein Lüftungsschacht ist.

„Bevor Sie fragen: ihrer Katze geht es gut. Ich hab ihm ein ausgestopftes Plüschtier mit Katzenminze zugeworfen. Er ist also eine Weile beschäftigt. Und obwohl Sie mich umbringen wollten, habe ich Ihnen dennoch etwas mitgebracht. Sehen sie es als Anerkennung für einen würdigen Gegner.“

Reicht dem Doktor maßgeschneiderte Anziehsachen.

„Freizeit und Arbeitskleidung genau auf Sie zugeschnitten. Natürlich die passenden Kittel mit eingesticktem Namen dürfen nicht fehlen.“

Streicht sich durch ihr weißes Haar, da an Albinismus leidet, während sich im Raum umsieht.

„Also, hier irgendwo war doch eine Küche für die Laborangestellten…Ich könnte was zu Essen und Kaffee machen…“

Vor sich hin murmelt ehe zum Doktor schaut.

„Kaffee? Schwarz wie Ihre Seele oder lieber garniert mit den Tränen und dem Blut Ihrer Feinde?“

Mit bösem Lächeln fragt und versucht sich an den Weg in die Küche zu erinnern. Das Ganze immerhin schon 10 Jahre her ist, das mal für kurze Zeit hier unten war.

„Während Sie sich anziehen können Sie ja versuchen zur Abwechslung eines MEINER Rätsel zu lösen. Also:

„Ein Bauer kauft auf dem Markt 3 Dinge:

Einen Fuchs, eine Gans und ein Sack Getreide. Auf dem Heimweg muss er über einen Fluss. Das Boot ist aber so klein, das der Bauer immer nur einen der Drei ans andere Ufer transportieren kann.

Wie bekommt der Bauer alle drei heil und unversehrt über den Fluss?

Bedenken Sie, Doktor, sobald der Fuchs mit der Gans alleine ist, wird er sie fressen.

Ist die Gans mit dem Getreide alleine wird sie das Getreide fressen.

Was ist die Lösung?

Lassen Sie sich Zeit, Doktor. Ich bin sicher, ein Mann Ihres Formates wird das Rätsel lösen.“

Lächelt zufrieden.

„Also, falls Sie Fragen haben sollten, egal welcher Art, ich bin in der Küche. Bis später Doktor~“

{Harley looks suprised, he tapes his pencil against the wooden surfaces of his desk.}

"Oh hello there, it's a pleasure to meet you Loki."

{Harley chuckles}

"I got tricks up my sleeve when I do my tests, I used fear againist them. That's why the nightmare critters are so important to me, they help me with my tests. They scare the test subject into submission so they do my bidding. They won't realise the ventilation shaft and how they can get out of the situation through that way."

{Harley crosses his arms after hearing Yarnaby got a cat toy with catnip in it to keep him busy}

"Well, if he starts destroying things then that be a whole mess to clean up for me."

{Harley gets up from his chair and looks at what you got for him}

"Now...what's this?..."

{Sawyer takes the clothes from you}

"Well, thank you Loki."

{Then Harley nods}

"Yes, a black coffee would be lovely. Thank you."

{Harley walks Loki leave and he starts to get dressed. He thinks about the riddle while Loki is gone.}

(Note from mod: I don't really know German, so I had to translate what you said into a translator but I don't know how accurate it is and went off from there. I didn't translate what I said into German because it might get lost in Translation. This is a first time I had someone roleplay in different language that wasn't English. I don't mind ofc! I hope someone could translate this into German since I'm not sure if you know English and that's fine! This is so new to me so I'm not sure how to handle it so I do apologise if i made any errors in this. 😅)

[number-one-fan-of-doktor]

Misha saw post about nerdy submissives, but did not reblog because it was woman talking about man submissive. Did not want to break boundaries by making straight post gay 🤷‍♂️

But I love when doktor talk during sex! When he is telling Misha about intricacies of this or that surgery, and I am getting closer, and closer. And he does not realise because he is just so excited to tell me about his work.

And I listen to doktor's pleasant voice with his sweet accent, and I drag my hands up his body. And then doktor make little surprised noise when I slip my hands under his waistband.

His voice stutters as he tries to go back to explanation. I pull his glasses off his cute nose, and kiss him as he carry on explaining.

And then he laughs as we pull away, say something silly, and I cannot help myself anymore.

Doktor being cute, talkative nerd is so attractive.

[nutterfly]

finally digging in to CSP and experimenting with its tools on... my boys? that sounds more ominous than i intended, no boys were harmed in the making of these 

[my-brothers-corrupted]

I've been doing a reread and I just want to say how much I like the scene in Singapore where we see Anti's pictures he's hung up of the missing boys. They really show how he sees them in relation to himself. Red is his protector, his fighter, Doktor is his torture weapon, but also just a thing that looks prettier bloody, and Dapper is his sweet, submissive baby brother, criss-cross like Red taught him. If he were to choose a favourite photo of Trick and Blue, what would they be?

hey sorry my tumblr was broken for a second like i mentioned on my main and i forgot I had messages!! thanks for asking that's a great question!! yeah Anti keeps lots of photos because he's a little weird like that, part of the reason he has physical photos in that chapter is because his powers are on the fritz and so it's harder for him to look at the images he basically has saved in his head.

if he lost Trick and Blue somehow... well he didn't really care about Trick until about chapter three when Dapper and the others were gone and Anti began to notice and crave his loyalty. So I think a picture of Trick that he would choose to put up would be one of the two of them together, maybe even something that just looks like a normal selfie between friends or something. like Trick hugging him and taking a picture of them. or just pictures of Trick on his own, looking all content and comfy, because Anti is choosing to perceive him as genuinely enjoying his time with Anti. he comes to savor that about Trick. Trick makes him feel very genuinely wanted, while with Dapper their history means he's always very aware that he has to crush Jameson into Dapper to get him to stay and cooperate. Dapper's a pet to Anti through and through, with moments of brotherhood thrown in there - Trick becomes a brother to Anti, and then as Anti tightens his grip on him and relies on him more, that's when Anti begins to see him more as a pet again. something you have to cage up and train instead of someone human who is allowed to make their own choices about their relationship with you.

and the thing with Blue is that Anti doesn't really have any affection for him at all. what Anti enjoys about Blue is that he is a broken, subjugated version of Marvin - the fact that Blue is a reminder of Marvin's defeat is what Anti loves about him. his pictures of Blue would be some creepy shit. stuff like Blue sleeping or beat up. it's not the sort of thing I try to go into too much cause it gets too creepy... it's very sadistic but remembering how he defeated the others is what makes Anti feel safe and powerful and like he won't be abandoned. get a THERAPIST Anti

thank you for asking!!! I hope you are enjoying your reread and sorry for my late response :D

[beerecordings]

Feeling angsty thinking about how Anti would try to mind-control/hypnotize Henrik or someone into being a permanent puppet, but he would always eventually snap out of it and be himself again because it wasn’t me, it’s not my fault, he was in my head, I couldn’t help it, and even though he’s more fucked up than he’s ever been in his life he can tell himself that and keep his head above water. some days he can even keep resisting.

So Anti gets pissed one day and finally just beats him into submission

and makes Henrik do something awful with his own hands, no one in his brain but himself, and now, now Henrik has to internalize it, now there was no barrier between the action and his own hands, and he’s nightmaring about what he’s done every night, and he swears to himself never again, never again, he hurt me until I broke but now I know pain and I won’t shatter again -

But Anti picks up a knife and Henrik can’t keep his promise. and again, and again, until it’s a distant memory in the back of his mind. he still feels sick when he does things he knows is wrong, so Anti offers him a little hypnotism at the end of the day, and for the first time in his life, Henrik accepts willingly, and Anti kisses the side of his head and holds on to him and Henrik just fucking sinks, he’s out, he’s gone.

And you know what? It fucking rocks. He doesn’t have to think, he finally gets to sleep soundly, Anti’s pleased with him, and everything’s perfect. So much better than waking up and spending all day trying to clean the blood off his hands, cowering away from every movement, scared of everything, watching his cuts get infected and his bones set wrong.

Anti calls him his puppet and he doesn’t answer, just readjusts on his chest and falls asleep while his brother plays with his hair. It kind of makes sense, in his head. Anti carved him and now Anti strings him up. He greatly prefers the strings to the chipping away.

And when Anti brings one of his brothers back home, kicking and screaming, terrified and ferocious, shouting about how I’ll never be yours, you’re disgusting, I’m not like you, I won’t ever be like you, well. Anti has something broken in to show off. And Doktor feels sympathy for them, you know? It was hard, that time, when he was still fighting Anti. The other boy should just give in. It’s easier. That’s what he tells them.

Listen, you’re just going to get hurt. Please, things aren’t so bad if you go quietly. I didn’t go very quietly at all and it only hurt. But Anti and I are happy now. You should try it, just for a little while. It’s better. It’s easier. Just to sink. Yes?

They look up at him and whisper a name he’s forgotten, horrified to see him brought so thoroughly to heel. Something like guilt or shame or pain or maybe just memory flickers to life in his brain, but only for just a moment. It doesn’t matter much anymore. He touches the other puppet’s face and they shy away from him, but they’ll be better one day, and then the three of them can go back to peace.

“Come here, puppet,” calls Anti, and he gets up and returns to his side, taking his hand and letting himself be lead away. A gentle smile, slightly twisted, crosses his mouth as he glances back at the other prisoner, who stares back with something bigger than terror in his eyes.

Doktor thinks he’ll be glad to have another brother.

[kemungkinan-blog]

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Penyakit Parkinson

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[realita-lampung]

Raih Gelar Doktor, Kadis Pedidikan Tanggamus Ucapkan Selamat Kepada Yopita

TANGGAMUS - Kepala Dinas Pendidikan Kabupaten Tanggamus, Yadi Mulyadi, ST, MM, mengucapkan selamat kepada Ibu Yopita, S.E.I,. MM, Istri dari Sekretaris Dinas Pendidikan Adi Gunawan, SE, MM, yang telah melaksanakan Sidang Terbuka Ujian Promosi Gelar Doktor Program Pasca Sarjana Bidang Ilmu Ekonomi yang dilaksanakan di Aula Universitas Lampung, Selasa (16/05/2023). Hal ini disampaikan Kepala Dinas Pendidikan Yadi Mulyadi, usai menghadiri langsung sidang Terbuka Ujian Promosi Gelar Doktor Istri dari Sekretaris Dinas Pendidikan Ibu Yopita, S.E.I.,MM. “Atas nama pribadi Serta Jajaran Dinas Pendidikan, saya ucapkan selamat dan sukses kepada Ibu Yopita,S.E.I.,MM yang telah berhasil meraih gelar Doktor, semoga ilmunya bermanfaat untuk kemajuan proses demokrasi Indonesia Khususnya Di Kab. Tanggamus ” ucapnya. Untuk diketahui, Yopita,S.E.I.,MM saat ini menjabat sebagai Kasubid Akuntasi Belanja, pada Badan Pengelola Keuangan Dan Aset Daerah Pemerintah Kabupaten Tanggamus. “Keluarga Dinas Pendidikan tentu kami merasa bahagia dan bangga kepada Bpk Adi Gunawan,SE.,MM selaku suami atas pencapaian yang diraih seorang istri, semoga gelar tersebut mendapat keberkahan dan semakin sukses dalam menjalani karirnya,” tambah Yadi Mulyadi. Dalam sidang ujian promosi ini, Ibu Yopita,S.E.I.,MM menyampaikan pokok pikiran yang berjudul ’Antaseden dan konsekuensi penggunaan aplikasi perizinan berusaha online single submission risk base approch (OSS RBA DI INDONESIA) (Hadi Haryanto) Read the full article

[number-one-fan-of-doktor]

Sasha told me to come to you to talk about genitals. Does your Medic kick your balls?

When doktor want to be dominant, and Misha decide to be submissive, I like when doktor does 'CBT' to me 😁 we do not do other way when Misha is dominant, doktor does not find it fun.

[aimanhealthplanner]

Minta maaf cik ganggu! Saya nak share sikit macam mana penapis udara STORM ni sedut udara yang kotor. Sebab udara kita tak nampak pon kan. Jadi kita anggap asap hijo tu sebagai udara yang kotor.😁 Nampak takk!!?? Macam mana STORM sedut asap tu. Sekarang musim virus cik. Kita demam biasa pon doktor suruh swab test takut covid. Jadi kalau peredaran udara di rumah kita bersih. Senang tak nak dapat penyakit?😁 Saya cuma sharekan sahaja tentang penapis udara STORM ni.😊 Dan untuk pengetahuan cik, stock adalah limited kami terpaksa hentikan sale submission pada hari selasa, 16 feb 2021. Jika cik percaya kat saya nak uruskan order cik. Reply *”NAK”* okey?🤗 (at Coway Malaysia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLPTl34FN2W/?igshid=1sfk39o6gsnwd

[kerahlekung]

Should DAP leaves the government...

Should DAP leaves the government....

After fighting for and dreaming of a place at the table for years, DAP is now discovering that being part of the government, at least part of a Dr Mahathir Mohamad-led government, can be a bittersweet affair. With frustration growing among its grassroots supporters and consensus breaking down within the party’s top leadership, pulling out of the government is no longer as unthinkable as it might have been 19 months ago. Before GE14, Mahathir was, of course, more than happy to be seen with DAP leaders, enjoying their enthusiastic support, and praising them for their contribution to the nation. He even went so far as to admit that he was wrong to demonise DAP and expressed admiration for the way they upheld the national language in their meetings. Without a doubt, he would not be where he is today without DAP’s support. Back in power, however, his enthusiasm for them has waned. Suddenly, they have become a liability, a stumbling block to gaining wider Malay support, a competitor to be outmanoeuvred and brought into submission. In the face of blatantly racist attacks against them, including from within his own party, Mahathir has done nothing to defend them. Not only has Mahathir frustrated the whole reform process that is critical to the DAP base, he has given them no face, no meaningful concessions, nothing to assuage their increasingly restless supporters. He seems entirely unconcerned that DAP, more than any other Pakatan Harapan party, is vulnerable on issues like the Sosma arrests, UEC recognition and even Lynas, and seems content to leaving them twisting in the wind. It doesn’t help as well that on the all-important education file, Maszlee Malik is behaving more like an ustaz each day than an education minister; fears are certainly growing among non-Muslims about his ultimate intentions. His latest “dakwah” memo is the last straw. And yet, Mahathir continues to defend him oblivious to the tremendous carnage he is causing both to the PH brand and the education system. Indeed, for Chinese and other non-Malay educationists, the PH government has been an absolute disaster; and for that too, DAP will suffer. The other thing that DAP has had to contend with is a level of ugly racism and bigotry the likes of which our nation has never witnessed before. Umno, PAS and a host of Malay NGOs have resorted to the most outrageous and egregious acts of racism and bigotry against DAP imaginable.

The latest spate of videos accusing Lim Guan Eng (LGE) of using his position as finance minister to take away money from the Malays to give to the Chinese and allegations that the communists (code for DAP and the Chinese) have taken control of the government, for example, are all part of a well-organised and systematic campaign to demonise DAP. Clearly, right-wing Malay groups are incensed that DAP and non-Malays are now better represented in parliament and government. Willing to accept nothing more than token non-Malay representation in government, they are determined to frustrate the present political arrangement by any means possible. What we are now seeing is the true face of the ugly racism that has long simmered under the surface of our politics. If anything, it has gotten worse under PH, largely because Mahathir has consistently declined to confront it. Given this racist onslaught and Mahathir’s failure to come to their defence, DAP is, to all intents and purposes, politically marginalised. They cannot initiate anything because it will be turned against them and the PH government. Anything they are involved in, no matter how good or how needed, will immediately be targeted and stymied. As a consequence, the DAP leadership is now facing huge political pressures both from within and without. They are at the table but powerless. They are in partnership with Mahathir at a time when the larger Chinese community is turning against him. At the same time, DAP itself is showing signs of the ivory tower syndrome. Its leaders are seen as arrogant, unwilling to listen and out of touch with grassroots sentiment. The sense of estrangement between the leadership and its support base is such that DAP leaders no longer command the same respect as they did before. As a consequence, DAP grassroots members are in no mood to entertain pleas for patience or understanding. Every time DAP leaders defend Mahathir, they get hammered on social media. Clearly, the DAP strategy of trying to have it both ways – LGE on the inside supporting the government and Lim Kit Siang critical from the outside – doesn’t cut it anymore. They are damned if they do and damned if they don’t.

DAP must now ask itself whether what they gain by sitting around the cabinet table is worth the price they are paying in terms of loss of support, whether staying in government helps or hinders their objectives. In the end, self-survival might demand a radical course correction. Of course, there is a danger that leaving the government might precipitate a political crisis and perhaps lead to the creation of a Malay unity government. However, Malay political parties are themselves deeply suspicious of each other, cannot agree on leadership issues and do not share the same goals. Their common antipathy for DAP may not, therefore, be sufficient to unite them in any kind of long-term relationship, especially if DAP is no longer part of the government. If DAP makes clear that it does not intend to engineer the downfall of the PH, that it will remain PH-friendly in Parliament, especially when it comes to implementation of the PH manifesto, it could avoid a political crisis while giving itself more room to manoeuvre. On other matters, given the number of seats they have in Parliament, they might be able to rein in the worst excesses of Ketuanan Melayu ideologues. Equally important, a departure from government would also take the wind out of the sails of all the racists out there who have long accused DAP of manipulating the government from within to undermine Islam and the position of the Malays. It would show the nation that, unlike so many Umno and PAS politicians who are willing to lie and manipulate their way back to power through backdoor arrangements and fake news, DAP is willing to make real and principled sacrifices for the good of the nation. And finally, with DAP out of the way, Malay political parties will be less able to hide behind racial and religious narratives to distract attention from their own failures. Let’s see if parties like PPBM can come up with anything better than flying cars and black shoes. Whatever it is, it should be clear by now that Mahathir is singlehandedly destroying PH and pulling DAP down with it. Helmed by Umno-minded PPBM ministers, PH is unlikely to deliver on the reform agenda; they were never enthusiastic supporters anyway. With all hope of Mahathir leading the nation to the promised land of Malaysia Baru gone, DAP can explore new avenues to pursue the reform agenda or go the way of the MCA. - Dennis Ignatius

Hadi mmg wajar bengang dgn Anwar. Semasa Anwar dalam ABIM dulu, Anwar Presiden, Ustaz Fadzil Noor Timbalan dan Hadi bawah lagi. Bila Anwar masuk politik dan sertai Umno, Anwar jadi Menteri dan seterusya TPM, Hadi dok situ gak jadi Pembangkang. Bila Anwar dipecat dan berjuang di dalam Pembangkang, kemudiannya ditubuhkan PR selepas Barisan Alternatif, PR dipimpin oleh Anwar lagi, Hadi dok bawah juga. Tak larat duduk bawah ketiak Anwar, Hadi bawa parti dia keluar dari PR kononnya mahu bersendirian, maka bolehlah dia jadi ketua dalam parti sendiri. Dia ingat dia kuat sendiri bila dia pimpin, dalam PRU14, melambak Kerusi Parlimen partinya lingkup. Balik ke zaman dulu hanya bertahan di Pantai Timur saja.

Dia pun fikir, elok bersama Umno yg tgh nazak setelah tumbang jadi kerajaan. Dia fikir boleh juga dia pimpin parti besar bergabung dgn Umno, maklumlah kononnya biar Islam memimpin. Malangnya, gabungan itu dipimpin oleh Najib selaku Penasihat dan Zahid Hamidi selaku Presiden Umno. Bahkan, Ketua Pembangkang pun dia orang pilih Ismail Sabri. Hadi tetap di takuk lama. Oleh kerana itu, Hadi cukup tak senang kalau Anwar jadi PM ke 8 kerana mana dia nak letak muka kalau terpaksa melutut dgn Anwar nanti sebagaimana dia dah melutut dgn Tun M yg dia kata dulu hanya layak jadi doktor klinik 1 Msia saja. Nampaknya, Hadi hanya hero di Rusila je lah. - Wfauzdin Ns

Program Subsidi Petrol...

Tahniah Saifuddin Nasution.. Penangguhan perlaksanaan Subsidi Petrol yg diumumkan hari ini antara tindakan yg tepat dari kerajaan.. aku dah lama memegang pendirian tak bersetuju dengan kaedah Subsidi Petrol bersasar yang diperkenalkan dalam belanjawan.... Kekal kan dasar bersubsidi seperti hari ini..Bagi aku dasar hari ini cukup baik, terbukti dasar bersubsidi hari ini kita dapat menikmati harga barangan keperluan yg stabil sepanjang tahun.. Ini fakta! Kalau Kerajaan menurunkan harga minyak hari ini pun, ia tidak akan dapat menurunkan harga barang..Itu realiti.. itu lebih penting dari persoalan berapa harga minyak hari ini.... Cuma kena jelas kan kepada rakyat setiap minggu berapa subsidi kerajaan, Berapa harga pasaran setiap minggu... mekanisma penyampaian maklumat atas dasar kerajaan itu yang perlu perlu diubah.. Bila dasar subsidi petrol dilaksanakan,dah pasti harga minyak RON 95 juga perlu diapungkan,..ini akan beri kesan kepada kitaran dan sentimen pasaran...Rakyat akan menerima kesan ganda dan berangkai dalam ekonomi..kelompok Pembangkang, Buat lah apa pun..pada depa semua tak kena.. Sekali lagi aku ucap tahniah kepada kerajaan PH dan Menteri saifuddin Nasution..- Ipohmali

Katanya kat Marang...

Kisah gerhana matahari di Rusila.Ini kisah semalam... Semlm khabarnya kecuh sbb ada gerhana matahari. Ramai yg dtg ke tg piai dan ke kl tempat melihat gerhana matahari. Tok pun bergegas ke rumah guru tok di Rusila utk mengajak dia menyaksikan keaiban gerhana matahari. Sampai di rumah guru tok, tok tengok dia di dapor sedang membelek2 dalam jubahnya sambil mengangkang. " Tuan guru sedang buat apa? Adakah tuan guru mengalami buasir lagi?" Tanya tok dipintu dapor rumahnya. Guru tok tersentak sambil cepat2 bangun mencapai tongkatnya. Dia kemalu-maluan tok lihat. Tok buat tak tahu dan bertanya, " Tuan guru, jom kita ke Tg Piai menyaksikan gerhana matahari hari ini, kita boleh solat sunat di sana nanti sambil bawa tabung milo". Tanya tok. Guru tok mengeleng2 kepala seraya bersandar atas kerusi malas. Sambil membuaikan badannya di kerusi malas, guru tok berkata, " Wahai Using. Mu tau tak, hari ini tidak akang berlaku gerhana matahari. Mungking ditunda tahung depang, wallahu aklam". Kata guru tok sambil sesekali menjeling ke bawah pusatnta yang dilindungi jubah. Tok tersentak. " Adakah benar berita ini tuan guru? Tuan guru dapat berita ini melalui mimpi kah". Tanya tok dengan dahi berkerut.

Guru tok tersenyum sumbing mulut. " Tidakkah mu tahu, kalau berlaku gerhana matahari, ada pertandanya. Ahli saing, fizik serta ahli falsafah termasuk ahli silat menyatakang apabila berlaku gerhana matahari telor akang berdiri tegak. Ambe dah check sendiri tadi kat dapor, ambe belek berkali2, ternyata telor ambe normal, berkedudukang seperti biasa, tidak tegak, cuma batangnya saja sedikit naik menahang kencing. Ertinya, tidak berlaku gerhana.". Jawab guru tok sambil menyilangkan kakinya dan bergoyang2. " Teehehehee...Laaa...tuan guru. Tuan guru khilaf ni. Apa yang dimaksudkan oleh ahli sains itu adalah telor ayam, bukan telor kita,". Kata tok sambil tutup mulut menahan ketawa. Bimbang juga, maklumlah, tongkat ada di sebelah guru tok. Wajah guru tok tiba2 berubah merah seperti sotong mengawan menahan klimaks. " Using...biar betul? Jadi, sia2 lah ambe hampir setengah jang di dapor belek telor ambe...err..kalau gitu, moh kite ke sana...kita doh lewat ni..". Kata guru tok sambil laju keluar pintu dapor sambil menarik tangan tok menuju ke kereta mewahnya. " Ok..ok..jom tuan guru..teeheheee..". Tok masih menahan ketawa membayangkan peristiwa di dapor sebentar tadi. - Tok Usin

British bukan penjajah, depa mai sini jalan jalan je sambil menikmati 

udara Khatulistiwa.. Sama macam Jepun, Belanda, Portugis, Siam, etc - f/bk

cheers.

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[nutterfly]

The Beastslayer weaponset inspired me to make a post-Maguuma Jungle outfit for my character, built out of what he could salvage from airship wreckage and the wildlife. I’m very proud of how it came out, and props to Anet for making this look possible!

Loads of thanks to @mordremstaff for gifting me the rifle! Love the effects on it >:)c

[my-brothers-corrupted]

For the scene request thing can I ask for the first time Chase became trick? 👀

“Stop crying.”

He can’t. He can’t. He stares at the ground, his eyes stinging, until fat drops of water swells across his irises and the warm tears come trembling down his face.

“Trick! Stop crying!”

His right hand cups his burning cheek. A sob stifles in his throat. He swallows hard, rubbing tears from his eyes.

“You’re going to get in trouble again. Is that what you want?”

Chase shakes his head slowly, finally dragging his eyes off the ground.

“What?” snaps Doktor, drawing away from him, teeth bared. “Stop goddamn looking at me like that. What, what is it? If you’ve got something to say, say it.”

And he wants to say a hundred things, a thousand things, a million things all as important as life and death, things like what did he do to you? and this isn’t who you are and please God save me, save me, please God I’m so scared, but all that comes out is a tiny, trembling declaration of something they already know.

“You… slapped m-me?”

Doktor stares at him. Henrik stares at him.

“I’m just trying to keep you safe,” he says. “You’re being so stupid. Stop crying. You’re all confused. You need to start trusting Anti. I’m sick of watching you get hurt because you won’t let him help, Trick.”

“That’s not my name,” chokes Chase.

“Well, then, what is it?”

He grips at his hair, tears hitting the ground.

“You don’t remember.”

“It’s not Trickshot!”

The door clangs before anything more can pass between them, and then he’s there. Chase jerks away, tumbling back towards his corner of the room, falling in on himself and hiding his face in his hands, panicked air wheezing through his mouth.

“Anti!” cries Dok, and the warm hum of Anti’s voice greets him before he runs to meet his brother in a hug. Anti scoops him up just as readily, pressing him tightly to his chest, singing his name, cheerful and warm.

“Doktor, Doktor, my good pet. Are you hungry, darling? Are you hungry?”

Cheerful and warm like he wasn’t electrifying him into submission just four hours ago. Chase puts his forehead on his knees and begins to cry hard and painful, shaking against the wall.

“Anti, he’s being so loud.”

“He cries easily, doesn’t he?”

“And he keeps saying everything you told him not to say.”

“He’s just confused. He’s been through a lot. He was very attached to the man who kept you from me. Unhealthily attached. It’s hard for him to be away from him. Did you put him back in his place like a good big brother?”

“Yes,” answers Doktor proudly. “I slapped him.”

Anti scratches his fingers across his scalp and Doktor glows with pleasure, sinking against his chest, staring dopily up into his eyes and humming.

“It’ll be easier once I get him broken in for you,” murmurs Anti, stroking Doktor’s beard, observing him in all the little ways he is just slightly different from the others. Chase hates that look. Anti, he knows, he’s certain, is an intruder in their lives, a snake in their rabbit burrow. He has lost all memory of hugging the small violent one Anti calls Dapper, but he knows without knowing how he knows that he is warm to hold, fitting snugly against his own body and burying his face in his shoulder. He doesn’t remember Red’s real name, but he knows, somehow, that there is on the small of his back a deep white scar he earned by ramming his back into a kitchen table Chase recalls only foggily. Doktor, for his part, is all that Chase remembers - waking up beside him, both of them confused and terrified and beat to hell, knowing nothing but the bond between them - but still he remembers, in the back of his head, that this his brother would never let the snake wrap itself around him like this.

“Get off him!” he screams, feeling his throat tear. “Leave him alone, leave us alone! I hate you! Let us go, we don’t belong to you!”

A hand wraps around his hair and he shrieks as he is drawn up to Anti’s level, Doktor scurrying down the hall when Anti pushes him out of the cell. “What a little menace you are,” he breathes into Chase’s face. “Crying all day long. Even my Dapper sits up at night when he hears you wailing. All so concerned. Don’t worry. I’ll be using that against you all soon.”

He throws Chase to the ground and turns around to retrieve the strip of plastic and metal he dropped to hug Doktor. Chase lets out a noise between a moan and a plea, his pupils widening in his eyes.

“You want that, don’t you?” asks Anti, proffering the muzzle. “So master won’t hurt you?”

Chase sobs and scrabbles for the muzzle, helping Anti push it onto his face and shove the bit in his mouth, yelping as it’s locked in against his cheeks and nose. Anti laughs.

“You used to not like it,” he says. “See, we’re making progress?”

Anti has never hurt him badly with the muzzle on. If the muzzle’s on, Anti isn’t interested in hearing him scream, and playtime is over, and he can rest. He chews fiercely on the choking chunk of plastic in his mouth, relieved by the conditioned weight of it, closing his weeping eyes.

“That shuts you the fuck up,” grumbles Anti, grabbing the collar of his shirt. Chase groans as he’s pulled gently back up. “Come here, boy. Let’s go see what your brothers think.”

A hot rush fills Chase’s cheeks. That was not part of the muzzle bargain. Nobody but Doktor has seen him like this, and even he looked alarmed and confused, a slight curl on his mouth, though he stroked Chase’s hair like he always does nonetheless. His feet tear nervously against the floor, resisting the pull on his collar.

“Trickshot,” warns Anti lowly. “You know what happens when you don’t listen.”

Chase groans and pushes the muzzle deeper onto his face, hiding in his hands. Don’t hit him, don’t hit him, don’t hit him. He’s so tired and so scared and he doesn’t remember anything, anything, anything. For all he knows he was cloned and born in this filthy little house, and no one in the whole world knows him, and no footsteps mark the procession of his death march into this snake-infested rabbit’s burrow, and he will die without ever knowing his real name or anything about the people he knows he used to love.

Anti sighs. Trick waits to be struck.

Soft fingers come carding through his hair.

Warm and slow. Patient. Chase almost believes, for a moment, that if he drew away, the hands would let him go.

“Can I tell you something?” says Anti.

Chase whimpers. The hands are so nice in his hair. Doktor does this for him when he asks, but they’re so rarely allowed close enough to touch each other. Most of the time their eyes mourn from across the room, missing not only the touch of the other, but the memory of him, the memory of his name, the lost sucking wound in the middle of their skulls. I don’t know you, Chase thinks sometimes, when he looks at him, his hollowed, hallowed, hurting brother, chained against the wall like St. Sebastian awaiting death’s arrows, eyes drifting towards Heaven. I don’t know you but I love you and I’m sorry I forgot your name.

He nods slowly, letting Anti’s hands drift down his cheeks. Today, there are no claws. No blood on the whorls of the fingers. No dead skin beneath the clean white crescent moons of the nails.

“I am… stunned by your strength.”

Chase blinks, wondering if the muzzle is over his ears. Anti strokes down his neck. Chase looks cautiously up at him, chewing on his bit, slowly now, slowly.

“I am, I never thought I’d say it. From afar you look so weak, do you know? And I thought you’d shatter so fast, but you just… don’t. Or not the way the others do, anyway.”

Anti’s warm hands knead at the aching muscles of his throat. Chase blinks, very tired. The snake has eyes like the Milky Way. He’s so pretty. His hands are nice and warm.

Chase shivers. It hurts very badly to realize that he feels safe.

Muzzle on. Hands in his hair. The gentle mouth of the intruder soothes at his heart.

“You never needed to be hit around or cut or anything like that. I always go to force first, I know, it’s a weakness of mine. But you, my darling… pretty little pet, bottom of the pack, you just want somebody to be gentle with you. To love on you. Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted, after all? What you were created wanting, from the very beginning?”

Was it? He doesn’t recall. He’s slumping in his exhaustion - oh, but the cold nights have kept him long awake - and he feels more than allows himself to lie down a little on the monster’s skin-hot shoulder, his eyes fluttering.

“Poor Trickshot,” murmurs Anti. “So confused. And through it all, the only thing you’ve ever wanted - the only thing you’ve ever wanted in the whole world - is someone to give you your family back. Isn’t that right?”

His heart cries out as though he’s been crucified and he wails through the muzzle as something inside him registers the aching truth of it. Yes, yes! That’s it, that’s what he wanted, that’s what he always wanted! He can feel it now - warm bodies pressed to his own, the fuzzy tummies of fat healthy babies, laughter and hands to hold, the smell of his kitchen and the taste of familiarity, of comfort, of love to be had and given in return!

His chest heaves out a mourning song as he sobs into Anti’s shoulder, clutching at his shirt. Yes, he’d do anything for that. That’s all he’s ever wanted. He doesn’t remember but he knows, he knows. If only there weren’t a snake in his rabbit’s den. He just wants to lie down with his burrow and sleep, please, he’s so tired and his whole flesh burns at him, he is a thousand years old and all the blood is leaving him, day-by-day. He’s hungry and his brother slaps him and he wears the muzzle gladly; he can take no more of this.

“Do you want me to make it stop?”

Snake venom! Snake venom! No, no, not him, not him.

“See, this is what I mean, so stubborn.” Anti yanks him back into his chest and Chase hiccups, tasting blood from some wound welling up or snapped ribs or something else that hurts. He can no longer tell. “Alright, but confess, tiny bull, you’d like someone to make it stop, wouldn’t you?”

Of course, he wants to cry. You’re torturing me!

“You are my darling fool, I do adore you. Let me show you, Trickshot. Let me prove myself to you - sweetheart, you were lied to, don’t you understand? The last family didn’t love you and didn’t fit right. You and I - you and I and all of us, Trick, we were the ones meant to be together. He was in your head. I’m your brother, Trickshot, your big brother, don’t you know it kills me to see you turned against me like this? I didn’t want to erase everything from your head but I had to get him out! I love you, please, just let me show you.”

No. No. Love doesn’t hurt like this. The snake is a liar. His hands are so warm. His eyes are galaxies. Trick is so, so, so tired. Please he wants to be loved and love in return. Please please please.

“Come here,” says Anti patiently, drawing him out towards the hall. “I came to get Doktor to have some dinner with your big brother and your baby brother. If you’re very good, I’ll let you have some too. Come on, just let me show you what we’re meant to be. It doesn’t have to hurt, Trickshot. It doesn’t have to keep hurting.”

On shaking legs, he follows Anti down the hallway, exhausted from the long fight that consumes the entirety of his recalled existence. The only relief he has ever had from this struggle has been largely subconscious and mostly grasped at, infinitely disappearing, snippets and fragments of a home where he once lived, a family he once cared for, a life he was a part of a million years ago in a galaxy far, far away - and yet, here it is, right inside his chest, burning, burning, candle-flame. And he wants the old recollections to flood back into him and mean something to him again, or he is just a light on an empty ocean, and the rain is getting closer and closer, coming to snuff him out. He needs someone to shelter him from the storm always raging.

They’re eating in the torn-up living room of the abandoned office building where they’ve been hiding. There is nothing beautiful about it. Everything is ripped or broken or covered in nails. Everything smells of rats. In the makeshift kitchen they have arranged a mess of blankets, though, and something about it is homey and comforting to Trickshot, even from afar. He sees a tiny walk-in closet strung in fairy lights and feels a warm phantom body beside him. He tries to clutch at the memory, but it’s gone.

A shy but genuine chatter wafts up from the blankets, swathing the little meal of crockpot rice and carrots and chicken soup in a simmering of brotherly affection. Doktor is already attacking his rice, just about starved from days of pain, and the big brother, Red, is beside him. For once, however, he is not a guard dog or a prison-keeper. In fact, he watches Dok with a ferocious sort of fondness. He drinks in the sight of him eating his fill as hungrily as Doktor spoons up the soup, sitting close at his side. When Doktor puts his bowl down, Red refills it without him asking.

“He’ll look after you,” Anti murmurs.

His nails are scratching along Chase’s shoulders as he continues to push him gently forwards. It’s nice, like Red’s eyes. Chase shivers.

“He’s only a couple years older than you, but so protective… he’ll keep you in line, like I taught him to, but it’s all for your own good. He’ll look after you, provide for you, feed you, protect you. Is there anything wrong to that, Trickshot? Isn’t that what you want?”

Dok smiles shyly at Red. Red, with a seriousness not meant for bowls of soup in abandoned office buildings, inclines his ginger head in return, like he’s making a promise to him, or bowing to his king, and Trick knows, with a sudden truth, that the snake is not lying about him. Red will protect him. Red loves him. Red is his family.

“Boys, Trick is going to join you now, okay?” Anti pushes his shoulders down, sitting him on his blanket nest. “Dapper, no biting.”

Dapper blinks quickly at Chase from behind Red’s shoulder and then ducks away again, barely showing shy eyes from beside his brother’s arm. He reaches out simperingly for Anti and Anti leans forward to kiss the scarred palm of his out-stretched hand. Dapper nods to himself and leans back, regarding Chase again, without anger, just… curious. Maybe even warm.

“He’s been so interested in you two,” whispers Anti at Chase’s ear. Chase trembles and Anti’s hands come up to stroke his head again, gentle, gentle, scraping nicely at his scalp. “He loves to have big brothers who care for him. Don’t be fooled, though, he’ll fight for you, love, with everything he is. He’ll keep you safe and you’ll be his defender too. He’ll do what you tell him and even play pet for you if you want, just because he’s a sweet boy like that. Isn’t that right, Dapper?”

Dapper nods without hearing the question. Yes, Anti. Of course, Anti. Anything, Anti. He’s hungry and he leans forward for his rice. Red picks up the spoon for him and offers him a bite.

“Eat something, then,” urges Anti. “Here you go.”

He reaches out to unclasp the muzzle.

Chase shrieks and covers his mouth, holding it on. No, no, no. The muzzle is safe! The muzzle is safe! He can shut up but he won’t break, he won’t scream, he won’t confess anything to the snake, no, no, no!

“I’m not a pet!” he screams as Anti tugs the mask away. “I’m not your pet!”

Dapper scoots away from the blankets, spooked, and Red tilts his head. Suddenly his blue eyes are shining more like fire than starlight.

“Now, now,” hushes Anti, stroking his head. “Sh, sh, sh. Don’t cry, you poor thing. Red, down, boy, he’s just confused. You’re so confused, aren’t you, Tricky?”

“That’s not my name,” sobs Chase. “I don’t know what it is, but it isn’t that, no, no, no! It isn’t this, this isn’t right!”

“Just relax for a moment, darling, and then tell me it isn’t right… sh, sh… Red, give him something to eat.”

Anti spoons hot chicken broth and rice in his mouth and Chase, in his starvation, swallows eagerly, losing himself in comfort food. Oh, fuck, it’s good. He’s starving. Someone is rubbing his back - Dok, he thinks. He loves him so much. He doesn’t know him at all. He wants to, though. He wants to.

“Poor boy…” Anti is murmuring, soft as fur and feather and nice sugary lies. “Just relax for a moment, just rest…”

Another spoon of broth in his mouth. He shivers and reclines a little on the blankets, tumbling back into Anti’s chest. Red is rumbling quietly above him, perhaps promising reassurances to him or Anti or the little one. He watches over them. The blankets are a hot heavy weight on Chase’s knees and he’s comfortable, at last, the pain beginning to recede, those fingers stroking, endless, through his hair.

Someone clicks their tongue in a soothing, faraway familiar rhythm, and he loves him. Red stands over him and he can hear the way he breathes and he loves him. Doktor holds him and knows him and forgets him and adores him and none of it matters anymore, nothing matters if there’s more to come, nothing matters if he can find his family in the warm, loving shadows around him, sometimes rabbits, sometimes snakes.

Anti feeds him three cups of soup. He lists against his chest, half-asleep. Dok brushes broth off his chin and goes back to his own supper, talking softly with Red and Dapper. Sometimes Chase hears them laughing. Faraway and close at hand. He remembers them. He forgets them. He doesn’t know them. He loves them. His family, destroyed and reconstructed. He can taste blood on the air. He can taste chicken soup.

“Isn’t this a family?” murmurs Anti. “Isn’t this worth giving in to? Everything you wanted. Everything you want. Come home to us, Trick.”

Fingers through his hair and Milky Way eyes.

“I know I haven’t been everything you need me to be,” whispers the snake, and he speaks rabbit-tongue. “But if you would just give me a chance… I want to be your brother too.”

Chase is so heavy and so warm and so tired. Everything feels nice and drowsy and safe, safe, safe in the arms of the adder. Chase falls asleep. He does not wake again.

Later, Anti will carry Trick back to his room and lie him down in bed beside Doktor so the two of them can curl up around each other, soothing them both off to sleep. Red will retreat to his sleeping bag at the end of Anti’s bed and keep watch even as he rests. And Dapper, if you asked him, as a man who knows all too well what it feels like for everything to change, would tell you on that night, without knowing how he knows, that he felt Chase Brody die in those arms, surrounded by blankets and brotherhood, so as to soften the wire of the rabbit trap that killed that loving boy dead.

[ao3feed-thearcana]

by Blind_Faith

Julian oraz Asmund, po walce z Diabłem, wyruszyli na kolejną przygodę - tym razem do mroźnej krainy drakkarów i fiordów, gdzie miód leje się strumieniami, a najwyższą wartością jest honor. Czy czarownik i doktor gotowi są zmierzyć się z nowym wrogiem - wrogiem równie potężnym i niebezpiecznym, co poprzedni? Oto walka z przeciwnikiem, którego nie da się pokonać ani pięściami, ani mieczem, ani magią. Oto walka z przeszłością.

Words: 1398, Chapters: 1/?, Language: Polski

Fandoms: The Arcana (Visual Novel)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Julian Devorak, Portia Devorak, Mazelinka (The Arcana), Original Characters, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s)

Relationships: Apprentice/Julian Devorak, Julian Devorak/Original Male Character(s), Julian Devorak/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Marriage Contracts, Arranged Marriage, Bottom Julian Devorak, Julian Devorak's Route Spoilers, Julian Devorak's Route, Dom/sub Undertones, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Magic, Sex, Masochism, Dominance, Submission, Fluff and Smut, Fluff and Angst, Fluff, Established Relationship, Forced Marriage, Idiots in Love, Amnesia, Memory Loss, Past Relationship(s), Geographical Inaccuracies

[phgq]

Palace assures Chinese behind illegal hospital will face charges

#PHnews: Palace assures Chinese behind illegal hospital will face charges

MANILA – Malacañang on Thursday assured the public that the Chinese nationals illegally operating a makeshift medical facility in Clark, Pampanga will face charges.

Presidential Spokesperson Harry Roque made this statement after authorities arrested two nationals namely Ling Hu, alleged owner of the facility and Seung-Hyun Lee, alleged pharmacist, for running a villa illegally operating as a makeshift medical facility for Chinese patients.

He said they could face charges for violation of the Medical Act also known as Republic No. Act 2382 and Food and Drug Administration (FDA) Act also known as Republic Act No. 9711.

“Kakasuhan po iyong mga nahuli sa Fontana dahil nilabag po nila iyong dalawang batas na nagsasabing hindi puwedeng mag-practice ng medisina ng walang lisensiya; hindi puwedeng mag-dispense ng gamot na hindi rehistrado sa FDA (Those caught in Fontana will face charges for violating two laws--one that prohibits practicing medicine without a license and dispensing medicine not registered under the Food and Drug Administration)," Roque said in a virtual presser.

Currently, the suspects are now detained at Camp Olivas, City of San Fernando, Pampanga.

Roque said the Palace was alarmed by the report, stressing that only licensed physicians are allowed to practice the medical profession in the country.

“Naaalarama po ang Palasyo diyan ‘no. Unang-una, mayroon po tayong batas na tanging mga kuwalipikadong doktor lamang ang puwedeng mag-practice ng medisina rito (The Palace was alarmed by that report. First, we have a law that states that only qualified doctors can practice medicine in the country),” he said.

He added that persons found guilty of illegal practice of medicine could be sent to jail.

Under the Medical Act, “any person found guilty of illegal practice of medicine shall be punished by a fine of not less than PHP1,000 nor more than PHP10,000 with subsidiary imprisonment in case of insolvency, or by imprisonment of not less than one year nor more than five years, or by both such fine and imprisonment, in the discretion of the court”.

He said the Chinese nationals should have also received approval from the FDA before selling medicines.

“Dapat aprubado po iyan ng ating FDA. At nagpapataw rin po tayo ng parusa kapag ikaw ay gumamit o di naman kaya ay nagbenta ng mga gamot na hindi po aprubado ng FDA (The medicines should be approved by the FDA. And we also file penalties if you use or sell medicine not approved by the FDA),” he said.

Under the FDA Act, “any person who violates any of the provisions of Section eleven hereof shall, upon conviction, suffer the penalty of imprisonment ranging from one year but not more than 10 years or a fine of not less than PHP50,000 but not more than PHP500,000 or both, at the discretion of the court…”

Roque, meanwhile, said President Rodrigo Duterte has ordered the FDA to act on drug applications, including traditional Chinese medicines, within 48 hours.

“Ang sabi ng Presidente sa FDA noong isang pagpupulong, mayroon lang kayong 48 hours to act on all these submissions and all these applications dahil sa panahon ng pandemiya kung talagang mayroong mga gamot na available dapat mabilis ang pag-akto natin (The President told the FDA during the meeting that they have 48 hours to act on all submissions because during this time of pandemic if there is available medicine, we should act fast),” he said. (PNA)

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References:

* Philippine News Agency. "Palace assures Chinese behind illegal hospital will face charges." Philippine News Agency. https://www.pna.gov.ph/articles/1103568 (accessed May 22, 2020 at 02:06AM UTC+14).

* Philippine News Agency. "Palace assures Chinese behind illegal hospital will face charges." Archive Today. https://archive.ph/?run=1&url=https://www.pna.gov.ph/articles/1103568 (archived).

[number-one-fan-of-doktor]

Does Medic like bondage? he says he likes control. he also says he like being helpless...

😏 Doktor like it when I have my way with him.

People think, if you are submission in scene, you never have control. Your dominant partner have all control, all the time, can make you do anything he want. And, yes, is true that in scene, dominant partner leads.

But many people do not understand, being submissive partner means you have control outside of scene. Dominant partner can say no, can use safe word, should do this if he feel uncomfortable. But scene is almost always about submissive partner, he is partner that things are being done to. Submissive partner has all control in scene, submissive partner decides what happen to him, how, and when. Dominant partner can take lead, but never without consent of submissive partner.

Doktor likes being helpless, at my mercy, but he always have control, even when I am dominant partner and doing things to him. Because if I take control away from doktor, is no longer fun for him, for us, is just fun for me.

And if I do things to doktor that he does not want, he has every right to stab me and harvest my organs. It would count as self defense 🤷‍♂️

So, to answer question, да, doktor likes bondage. And he often have very fun ideas for how his Misha should tie him up 😋

Oh, but doktor is dominant partner sometimes too! When he is not being lazy butt and wanting Misha to do everything for him 🤣

My pillow princess, so cute, so silly.