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Thinkin about darling unknowingly helping out a bad person, sparking their yandere tendencies
like maybe a darling finding a wounded barbarian, or even just a murderer, and helping them out, only to find that not long later either said barbarian demands their village to hand them over as some sort of payment for not destroying it (but destroys it anyway) or waking up in the basement of the murderer dude. both of them probably would believe that darling is too naive to be living without their added help
tw - unhealthy relationships, mentions of injury/blood, noncon touching, abduction, slight intimidation.
I'll raise you one - a darling who know the stranger they've taken in probably isn't a great person, but decides to help them regardless, practically sealing their own fate in the progress. I mean, there's only so much you can do to ignore the signs, the golden insignias littered across their torn clothes, the ragged scars that cover their bruised skin, the many, many, many weapons your strip them of after you drag their broken, mangled body through the forest, back to your cottage, onto the hay-stuffed sac of cloth you call a mattress. they talk in their sleep, of titles and ranks, of prizes and war trophies, but your healer, not an executioner, and you know it's not your place to declare yourself the object judge of moral character, to take someone else's life while they're on the verge of death. You want to be kind. You want to help them, and you don't want to let rumors and gossips cloud your empathy.
It's not like they're difficult to care for, either. They're abrasive, sure, untrusting of your intentions and your methods, prone to spouting abuse at the birds who perch on your windowsills to sing and the woodland creatures who cry and scratch at your door whenever they're denied access, but they aren't rude, or violent, and while they may not think highly of your herbs, your mantras, your concoctions, they don't stop you from attending to their wounds, rubbing aromatic salves into their gaping cuts, offering them teas and broths laced with spices meant to promote rest and revitalization, often at the expense of taste. They don't ask about their weapons, or lose their temper when you admit that you'd give them to the local blacksmith to be reshaped into horseshoes and cookery, and when they're able to, they attempt to put their (limited) domestic talents to use, chopping firewood, gathering water, offering to hunt the rabbits and hares that do their damnedest to burrow underneath your garden, despite all your many refusals. They talk about their past in vague allusions, half-remembered stories, never using names, never directly confirming or denying your worst fears. They're aware of what they are, know to skirt around their origins, but not ashamed enough to lie.
And, when their legion inevitably comes for them, when women with hooked broadswords and men with barbed arrows come to your cottage in the dead of night, clutching scraps of fabric and calling for their comrade, their brave warrior, their leader, they have the decency to meet your eyes as they take you by the wrist, to let you kick and scream as they throw you over their shoulder, as they rejoin their pack of thieves and barbarians and murderers. They're gentle as they hush you, as they hold you in their arms while basking in the cheers and mirth of those who share their nature, but there's nothing warm about their crooked smile, nothing welcoming about the dark glint in their eyes, the pointed teeth allowed to brush over your bare skin, and there's nothing kind about the way they squeeze you to their chest, about the ugly, ugly promises they whisper to you, underneath the commotion, meant for you and you alone.
There's nothing kind about them, and you were a fool for ever thinking there could've been.
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it would be fun if an angel and a vampire were friends i think
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in Finland, it is illegal to kill a bear when it’s hibernating. If you ask a hunter why that is, a number of them will tell you it’s wrong simply because it is the law, and they don’t make a distinction between what is right, and what is legal. Most people like that are perfectly normal, decent and respectable people, just like the rest of us.
But if you ask people who think about things, the answer is vague. Killing a hibernating bear would just feel… impolite? You can’t fucking shoot a man when he’s sleeping, that’s just fucking rude. It’s just not the right thing to do.
Long before hunting laws were established in Finland, you couldn’t kill a sleeping bear, and what commands you is something older than law: tradition. Even at a time when hunting was a matter of life and death, and a bear fighting for its life is mainly a matter of death, you just didn’t kill a hibernating bear, you have to wake it up first. Hunters risked their lives, the lives of their brothers and everyone in the hunting party, who were friends, family and men that they loved, to give the bear a fighting chance.
In the modern time, the hunting season of bears is in the summer, for the warmest summer months. There are many reasons for why they are allowed to tread safely in autumn and to sleep in peace through the cold months, almost all of which are rational and scientific, and do not touch the old traditions.
Old faith says a living thing has many souls - henki, luonto, itse. Plants only have one - the one that wills them to grow. Animals have two, both the spark of life and nature that enables them to act. A human being also has the third, one that makes them a person, personality, itse, literally “self”. But the soul that travels in your dreams is not the soul that defines a human - animals have that one as well. When your dog runs in her sleep, her soul is elsewhere, where a dog is needed.
One’s waking soul is elsewhere when they sleep and dream. A bear’s soul is somewhere else when they are hibernating - there are two words for “hibernation” in finnish, one of which is talviuni, “winter sleep”, and that is the one that bears have - and if you kill a sleeping bear, their soul is not in the body, it is still out there, and it can find you, and as a revenge for killing its body, Ghost Bear will kill your entire fucking family.
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Obsessed with a new concept: short gangster king becomes enamored by tall, lawful, beauty hiding violence and power under a feminine facade.
I've already mapped out 3 different fights, the last one theirs, and it's my favorite. No matter how clearly she communicates her personhood throughout their relationship, he's not going to be able to see past his (and other's) perception of her to step up as an equal on her terms, which is ultimately what brings them to an end.
I'm sad for them, because they really wanted to be good together.
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He's not wrong, exactly. He's right about the main characters and how fun new perspectives would be.
However, the true gold of PB was the chemistry of the cast, not the story being told. And you won't have the magic of PB without that chemistry.
So this leaves the burden of reproduction on producers and casting directors, who as we've seen, now base their decisions on marketability and profitability, instead of artistic direction.
Conclusion: PB cannot be remade with current current production standards. Without a foundation of artistic direction, and a commitment to storytelling, a PB remake will end up as another poorly done cash grab.
Take all my money
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A/B/O fanfiction except that instead of people’s ~uncontrollable animal instincts~ being rape-y possessive psuedo-wolf bullshit, it’s all based on birds
a bunch of broody intense alphas building nests like bowerbirds and doing ridiculous mating dances and song competitions to win over omegas going into heat, please
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flower language has always been an intense source of disappointment for me
like, they all mean really generic things like “love” or “forever” or “i’m sorry”
i thought you could combine flowers
like you could just send someone a bouquet and from the combination of hibiscus and posies and tulips they’d understand “the rebel leader is dead, rendezvous at the docks at 8, bring the dog, you will need lighter fluid and a large tomato”
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I love the idea of dead gods. Not in the sense of “hey i killed something supernaturally strong” but in the sense of “i killed it and it’s still a god.” It is still worshipped. prayers are still answered. miracles are performed in its name, even as it lies pierced by a thousand swords and burning with chemical fire. even as it drifts through vacuum, decapitated and bleeding molten rock. in cosmic spite of being shot through each eye and hurled into a plasma reactor, it still radiates the power of the divine in a way that primitive death cannot smother. the nature of godchild is not so simple as to be tied to the mortality, or immortality, of any living being.
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Solidarity, from the state of Mitch McConnell, here
Fun american fact for all you non-americans: when people from OTHER states know for absolute CERTAIN what your governor’s name is? that’s usually a very bad thing
anyway this is a message of love to my Florida friends, because DeSantis is being horrible again and as some one from a state run by Abbott (another name a lot of americans know), I feel you. <3
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gotta love the dragon engine
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Catt Murdock: Attorney at Paw
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I’m volunteering for a literary journal right now and there’s two things I think you all should know.
1. Most people that submit to literary journals are cis white men. We know this because our journal has an anonymous survey about demographics for people that submit.
2. Most things that get submitted to the creative non fiction section are on the level of middle school “What I did over the summer” essays.
I cannot see the demographics of the people whose essays I’m reading, but guys, if you are wondering if you should submit your work to a literary journal or not, I promise you that just in terms of statistics there are a lot of mediocre cis white men and people in general confidently submitting weird crap that isn’t literature to literature magazines. Do it. Submit your work. Please. If you want there to be more diversity in literature, be the diversity. Do it. Do it do it do it.
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This is more of a personal question but what MA you’d recommend to a 30 something? There’s krav maga courses at my city but I’m not sure if krav is actually good? I’ve read conflicting opinions on it
It its native environment, Krav Maga is very effective. Krav Maga was developed by the Israeli Defense Force and designed around combat in very tight quarters. It's entirely built to operate in modern Israeli urban warfare. That's also the problem.
Krav Maga was, originally, designed to kill opposing combatants. In its original form, it was ill suited for police or self defense roles, and would have been a disaster for sports and recreational martial artists.
What followed was that Krav Maga filtered out of the IDF. The martial art was revised and modified for people who had different needs. Police didn't need a martial art that could kill people, they needed one that could keep the suspect alive. Recreational martial artists needed something they could practice safely. MMA fighters looked at the potential applications in sport.
So, roughly 50 years after Krav Maga escaped the IDF, there's now multiple variants of the martial art. It's not even that there's a single sport variant, or a single self-defense variant, because each instructor is going to have a slightly different take on it, and that will filter down to their students. These tend to be almost imperceptible, initially, but when you're talking over multiple decades, distinct schools of thought will start to emerge.
If someone is teaching Krav Maga as an exercise routine, that's not going to be what you want if you're looking for a self defense style. Beyond that, not all schools are created equal. You will find quality differences based on the skill of a school's instructors. Two different schools practicing the same martial art could produce students of radically different proficiency.
This is where it's a bit tricky for me. Because I don't have a background in Krav Maga, I can't tell you exactly what to look for in a school to immediately determine if it's what you're looking for.
Beyond that, a lot of recreational or sport schools will advertise themselves as, "self-defense." The easy one to point out is Karate. 99 times out of 100, if a Karate school is offering itself as self-defense, it's not going to deliver on that. It's going to offer the recreational form of the martial art (because, that's what actually exists), and at best may offer some practical self-defense considerations above that, but it's not a good martial art for self defense (unless, you're really worried about attacks from time traveling samurai from the 17th and 18th centuries.)
So, is Krav Maga a bad martial art? No. It's an entirely legitimate choice. However, if you're thinking you can take eight weeks of Krav Maga and come out the other side with hand to hand skills on par with IDF Special Forces, that's not going to happen.
I'll admit, I'm biased, but if you're looking for self-defense training, my recommendation would be Judo as a base. Particularly the, "self-defense," strand of Judo used by Law Enforcement, if you can find that. (Usually, this will be via police or sheriff's department community outreach programs.) This is especially useful, because the most important part of self-defense isn't the martial arts, it's the threat management skills. Actually, a major red flag with a, "self-defense," course is if there isn't a priority given to non-combat skills, such as explaining threat psychology, or methods to make you less attractive as a potential victim. In self-defense, avoiding combat entirely is far safer, and thus more desirable, than testing your combat skills.
If you're after something spiritual or physical exercise, you have a lot of options, and honestly, most schools will accommodate this goal pretty nicely. If you've got the option, Judo and Aikido are my first thoughts here, Karate isn't a bad choice. There isn't a categorically wrong answer. If you're worried about your physical condition, then Tai Chi may a good choice.
If you're looking to get into competitive martial arts (such as MMA), at your age, I'd strongly recommend against it. As we get older, our bodies slow down (a fact, I'm pretty sure you're well aware of), and competitive fighting is something that takes an enormous toll on you. When you're young, you don't realize just how much damage you're taking, but all that abuse stacks up. Starting older is an option, but you don't have the benefit of being able to bounce back from that wear and tear. That said, Muay Thai has been extremely popular as of late. Though there are a lot of popular martial arts, and sport focused Krav Maga isn't a bad option. The same technical considerations that make it an effective CQC martial art still work in a competitive bout.
If you need practical hand-to-hand training, you probably already have the contacts you'd need to get access to the military strand of Krav Maga, but, then again, if this was the case, you probably wouldn't need to ask, "why do I see conflicting opinions on it?" You'd be buying a ticket to Israel. If that's your goal, and you don't have the contacts, you're going to be disappointed. You're unlikely to randomly come across a school teaching practical Krav Maga. Even if you did, it would not be the right choice for, "normal," self-defense needs. If you want self-defense training, find an off-duty cop moonlighting as a martial arts instructor.
-Starke
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Transforms into a werewolf dramatically but the werewolf just turns in a circle and curls up and takes a nap and i wake up in the morning in shredded clothes like "wow. i feel really refreshed actually."
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"i would die for you" this, "i'd walk through fire for you that"
what about "i'd live for you" romances? what about "i never thought i'd be worth the work it would take to piece myself together"?
what about "i don't believe i'm worth it, but for you i'll try"
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