#brutalis is 1

[saevus-brutalis]

Eldrÿian aen Farathirian 'Steeleyed' | Baldur's Gate [1/??]

[anothersebastianblog]

One thing about Sebastian is that between the Oscar frontrunners for Best Actor he is the only one that already won the major Acting prize at one of the most important film festivals

That’s a great honour

[elsaellaelys]

Let me show how you don't need him - part 1

You're not the one I love anymore - part 2

summary: Y/N had enough with her non-reciprocal feelings for John B. and JJ is there for her.

pairing: JJ Maybank x fem! reader

WARNINGS: 18+, sex content

1.465 words

a/n: I'm thinking about a part 2. Let me know if you want it to happen.

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The fire was cracking loud, flames warming Y/N's face, though she doesn't know if it's the warmth or the blush that appeared on her face after John B. made a compliment about her new haircut. She's glad, cause she's being dying for him to notice her a little, they are friends since long ago and the thought that he can see her as a sister makes she want to die. So when he handed her a beer - that she didn't even asked for - and said how hot she looked with layers she took seconds to come back to earth, but all she could manage to say was "Thanks". And what the fuck was "thanks"?

"So you didn't thought she was hot before?" JJ intruded as he reached the conversation, coming back to feed the fire.

"That was totally not what I meant." He turned to his friend. Y/N cursed JJ brutaly in her mind. "You know that right?" John B. reassured she.

"Yeah, of course." She answered. Again, that was everything her mouth as able to verbalize. Before she could think about anything else Kiara and Pope arrived and the talk died. Y/N almost cried, that was her chance completely ruined, clearly her fault, but she had to feel like hating JJ a bit, sending him a dead glare, he shrugged his shoulders confused.

The fact is that she wasn't much of a flirt, she never had to, in her experience with boys they were too interested to need a move from she. John B. was too absorbed in his gold hunting and his own world to pay attention to Y/N's pitiful flirt moves. Sure she knew him for a really long time, that's why it was so embarassing to do something. And plus, no pogue on pogue macking.

She always liked John as more than a friend, to the point she thought it was love - but we'll see how it wasn't - and nobody ever knowledge it, she was so good at hiding her feelings probably because she was the first one to not understand it. Is just something about him made her heart melt a little, I mean, he care for her and maybe she liked the way he fights for what he wants, she only wished he'd fight for her.

Suddenly Kiara started to show it in her place, with cheek kisses and meaningful "Be careful"'s, John B. always answered with that stupid look, like I'm so surprised, but enjoying it for sure. Y/N felt powerless, pain stuck in her throat every time their love vibe hanged in the air, she knew she couldn't run away. JJ even told him to go for it.

And then John B. kissed Kiara.

When Y/N heard it, it was her limit. That was it. Was hurtful and she got enough. She left the Chateau, banging the door, not caring about the scene and confusion she was making. She understood, he never liked her back and creating expectations was her fault, she just wanted to cry, because it was so frustrating.

JJ opened the door after her, calling her name, but she didn't answered, fastly walking towards her house. Still, he chased after her, following she to her house. Just around the corner of the street he reached for her arm, she pulled away quickly wiping the nervous tears.

"Why... You're crying?" he frowned.

"No. Just a little frustrated, I need to go home." she shortly answered.

"You're frustrated because of our talk? John B. was just saying..."

"Yes! I know what he said, I heard very well the kissing part and everything." she angrily replied, steps heavy on her porch stair, fighting the keys in the door. She hated how close was the walk between hers and John B.'s house.

"Why does that bothers you anyway?"

"It does JJ!" she blurted

"It does bothers me when I spent the whole time keeping those stupid feelings about John B. so well hided, especially because of that fucking "no pogue on pogue macking", and now he goes around "macking" Kiara!"

Annoying tears rolling down her face so she wipe them as fast as she can. "Is not fare with me."

"I always had the feeling that you liked him. I'm kinda sad it's true." he said, approaching, hands going to hold her arms lightly.

"What?" a weird different feeling was growing now in her up stomach, slightly warm to her cheeks.

"It doesn't matter, Kiara didn't kissed him back, you still have a chance."

She shocked her head, for a moment she forgot about John B. "I don't wanna be his second choice. I want him to genuinely like me like that."

"Maybe someone already likes you like that."

They just eyed each other for hard long seconds. How could she only notice his sweet face now? Pretty almost pleasing eyes straight at hers and at her mouth, and back, and closer, then they had to close cause their mouths met. She felt it so truly, hands floating to his face, soft in her palms, his was rouding her waist to bring the girl closer, he wanted that for a while and was more than glad to make she feel better.

"It's not fare..." she mumbled "... with you."

"I don't care, you're not in a court, sweetheart." he said, lips tracing down to her neck, kissing so softly, so gentle, like she was porcelain. "How 'bout we go inside and I show you how much you don't need John B., uhm?"

"Yes." she whispered, breath meeting his ear making he shiver onto his bones.

"Let me show how you don't need him."

She had no clue of how he managed to kiss her and unlock the door, but soon they were inside, mixing into each other, he pushed her to sit on him in the couch, hands falling to her hips and up to her face in the urge of deep kiss her over and over. Y/N never wanted to stop, his lips, his tongue - Oh, the thought of his tongue against hers made her clit ache - had the right taste. The thought of John B. was nothing now cause her body was begging for JJ, JJ and only JJ.

"Jay." she whimpered.

"I know, baby, I know." he reassured her as his hand cupped her pussy over her panties and shorts putting the right pressure on it, she felt too much already.

"Please." she begged impatiently unzipping his cargo shorts reaching his cock to pull it out and - what a cock - stroke it, his eyes closing for moment before making her get up to strip of her bottom clothes.

"Let me fuck you like you deserve." he laid her down "Such a fucking pretty pussy... Spread your legs, sweet girl." his talk was making she dizzy, all she could think about was how much she needed his dick inside her so the only words she could say were "Yes!" and "Please Jay." but that was everything JJ needed her to say.

Leaning over her body, rubbing himself in her core he struggled to take the shorts down his legs, anticipation burning their bodies. When his tip entered her, she gasped in pleasure, arms rounding his body to bring him closer, legs pushing his hips toward hers, both of them moaning loudly as he started a pace.

"You're so tight, taking me so good, angel."

"Fuck, Jay, go faster. You're so deep."

He had to untangle himself from her arms to look at her body, pulling her shirt up just to see those tits bouncing with each thrust, her eyes was squeezed shut so he held her chin, feeling her cunt squeeze him.

"Look at me, sweetheart. You're gonna cum?" she nodded desperately "Go on. But look at me when you do it. John B. will never make you cum like this, he lost his chance to be inside this tight beautiful pussy."

Her face twisted in pleasure, mouth hanging open but bright eyes never leaving his, JJ nearly cummed at the sight, pulling out to rub her clit as a way to help her through her orgasm. He just had to pump himself a few to cum over her, his cock twitching in his hand.

"Are you okay?" he asked when his breath established a little.

"Yeah, I just can't feel my legs." she laughed.

"Guess you're not thinking about John B. anymore..."

"No, no. I just want you." she truly confessed, reaching up to feel his sweet wet lips again.

"You mean, want my cock?"

"Yeah, but not just it. I want everything." she smiled.

He fixed his body on the sofa, hands running her bare legs. "Then get over here, sit on my lap, kiss me and I'll give you everything I have."

[skull-doggery]

CARNAL CARNAGE IS FULLY OUT!!!

WANNA SEE SEBASTIAN BRUTALY MURDER ASSHOLE PRISINORS IN GRAPHIC DETAIL????? WELL HERE YA GO!!!

[hirik0]

Save with you Part 2

part 1

09Soap/Ghost Omegaverse AlphaSoap, OmegaGhost

Ghost just want to die he puked his insites out for the last 2 days and now had a very annoying fever. Dr Bloomberg explained to him that this is a mix off the new drug and the reaction of his body brutaly been forced out of heat. She also told him that he will stay here for at least a week, while he puked nearly all over her shoes he stoped feeling bad about it. He is so hungry, but with the fact that he just stoped punking nearly 3 hours ago they stay with intravenous infution to keep him alive, they told him he can eat something when hes not puking for a minium of 24 hours and then it will only be soup. The only think he to lift his mood is Price visiting him. He clearly will put a stop to Dr. Bloombergs ridiculous ideas of him getting a mate. He also hopes shes wrong about him going in heat on a regular basis, this cant happen. He will just not exept this. One heat, its a coincidence maybe stress realted he will not begin to have a cycel again. He dont need a mate, and still everytime hes thinking about this topic a sea brise and the smell of jew is hauting his nose. Honestly a improvement to the constant smell of puke that is stucked in his nose. He also so fucking tired and from time to time a headache is causing him to get nausish again. The only reason hes not throwing up again are the medication they gave him against it.

When Price finally visites Ghost, the fever is getting worse. Price looks at him with concern and a hint of pity. "Price", Ghost says whinnie he just wants to sleep the fever making his hole body feel like a oven everymuscleis hurting. "You look like shit", Price says having to fight down his Alpha instincts because Ghost is very a sick Omega at the moment and dont need or want to be babied. "Thanks I worked really hard on it", Ghost jokes rasing Price mood a bit with his shitty comment. "Dr. Bloomberg told me that your reaction to the get a mate idea being a big no. If they have to put you in a coma all the time you can't work anymore." Ghost makes a displeased face at this, it's not like he ignores his health, he just dont need a mate. "I made a list off Alphas that will help you through your heats, if they are now coming back regular. I'm so sorry Simon." hearing the truthfulness in Price voice makes this just so much worse. "Who?", Ghost presses throw his teath, half hiding his face in the pillow. "Roach, Ozone, Soap and me", Price answers and hearing about Soap making him feel a little bit better. And if he wasn't so sick this would have ticked of a alarm in his head. Still he's making a pleased pure that Price picks up on. "Dr. Bloomberg is getting a expert on how trauma is effecting heats on the base, please don't kill her." Ghost wants to answer a yes Sir, but instead he puke on Price boots. "Get better soon Simon", he just says while his Alpha instincts scream at him to take care of the sick Omega.

The expert Professor Kim Hastings, is a small Omega woman, with the most annoying personality Ghost ever meet. She's the cliche of a bubbly, happy Omega, most Alpha claim to want but could not handel. Dr. Bloomberg looks like this is even to much for her. "Professor please remember what I told you about the Lieutenant", Dr. Bloomberg says clearly picking up the annoyance of Ghost after the Professor introduced herself and her research. "Of course I'm sorry. I just get very excited to talk about my research, like al scientist", Hastings answers in a lot more toned down voice. "So, I was told a lot of 'that's classified' about your past. I was told you survived several months as a prisoner and didn't had a heat till the end of last week. This is no heat in 7 years, that's the longest time I heard of. Usally my patients come to see me after 2-3 years. Many get very unsettled with out going in heat so long, I gues Omegas that dont have problem with not having a heat also would not reach out to me." Ghost just blinks at her unimpressed he really would prefer that it wasn't necessary for her to be here. "I was also told by Dr. Bloomberg that you would prefer to not get heats again." Ghost just nods, carefully listing for judgement in her voice finding non. "It's possible that this is just a stress heat, but this depends a bit on how you felt at the beginning of the heat." "What to you mean?", Ghost ask starting to bite his lower lip. "My patients often say their heat get triggered by a person that makes them feel extremely save. Often a potential mate or their mate. But they are also not in the military so this could not be the case here. You are honestly my first Omega solider, so i dont have any data to pull from. So please tell me a bit about what the last mission in very vague terms." Ghost feels like something is try to force itself in to his consciousness, scratching, howling, tearing at the walls he built around himself as a form of protection. "Captain MacTavish and I where on a 3 month surveillance mission in Asia." "Is the Captain a Alpha?" "Yes." Ghost heart is starting to race. "You know eachother for a long time?" "5 years." Dr. Bloomberg nervously looking at how Ghost heart rate is rising, smelling how Ghost scent is filling the room. Prof. Hastings just nods to herself writing down something on her notepad. "You would say he's a good Alpha?" "I guess yes?" Ghost answers unsure not having to think about this in a long time, the Professor clearly used to Omegas not able to give a clear answer to this. He don't like this, this is reaching uncomfortable territory his Omega instincts are rising like a phoenix out of the ashes after being not part of his live for 7 years, while is heart is trying to leave his rip cage. "When did you notice first indicators of a heat aproaching?" "On the flight back to base." "Is it possible you didn't notice it before because you where focused on the mission?" "It's possible." Ghost swallos, his scent is getting more prominent with every question. "What did you feel and I dont mean heat symptoms." Reality is bulldozing over Ghost. The word SAVE flashing in bright lights and gigantic letters in his brain. He felt save, because he was with Soap. He sees Soap as a potential mate. "Save", he says in a oddly empty way.

To Professor Hastings credit she didn't showed her exitment over this. She's learned the hard way that not all her patients like this part of the trauma healing journey, most of them got their trauma from a piece of shit Alpha in the first place. "If it makes thinks a little bit better, your next heat is atleast 6 months away, so a lot of time to figure everything out." Ghost don't think this makes anything better, he don't want to figure thinks out, he wants thinks to stay the same. Rage is filling Ghost up, about the situation, the feeling of absolute lost of control over his live, his stupid body and his stupid instincts for choosing bloody MacTavish as a potential mate. Dr. Bloomberg wants to say something but the Professor stops her clearly knowing that Ghost needs to come to terms on his own. The two women are leaving the room.

"You can call me when their are complications with his recovery, also don't push him. It will just damagethe process, from now one everything is going to happen in his speed", the Professor explains with a serious look on her face. "This man is so bloody stubborn, I honestly would prefer this was just a stress heat", Dr Bloomberg sighs, knowing that Ghost will end up in medical the second his next heat is coming. "Can I meet Captain MacTavish?", Hastings asks so she can give a prognosis on parts of the recovery. "No. If you weren't the only expert in the UK you wouldn't even have seen the Lieutenant." "But my research", the Omega protests not willingto get pushedaroundby a Alpha. "Professor you just talked with the most dangerous solider on this base nothing of this will go in your research. People kill to get the tiniest information on him. Your notes will stay on this base, otherwise your in a lot of shit with the government and the taskforce", Dr Bloomberg states in a final tone that there will be no exceptions. "Are you threatening me Doctor?", the Omega ask getting a bad feeling about the situation. "No, but the higher ups only agreed to let you see the Lieutenant because they want him back in the field, they don't care about your research. But your patients care about you and need you, it's not worth it Professor Hastings. Just give me your notes." The Omega swallow at how with out any emotional the Alpha said it. It is not a threat of the doctor, its just the facts of the situation. "What if I need to come back?" "You can look at them then. To refresh you memory." "What if I have a thought about the situation if I'm not allowed to have any notes of base?" The Alpha looks at her with a stern expression. "You don't have these." " So I should just pretend I was never here?" "Yes." Professor Hastings mouth drops open, to what exactly did she agree here? "What is the Lieutenant like a James Bond or something like this?" Bloomberg laughts at this before saying: "It's close enough. But I think even James Bond would look under his bed to makes sure the Lieutenant is not under it." Hastings is laughing nervously hopeing this is just some strange military joke. "When I told you this Omega is the most dangerous solider on base I meant it", the Doctor says to make clear she was not joking. Which shacking hands the Professor give up her notes.

Ghost wants to crawl up the walls of this room over 2 weeks he's in medical now and he just wants to go. He has to much time to think, about Soap being a potential mate, about how much it hurts that Soap didn't visited him ones since Dr Bloomberg gave the green light and he don't randomly throws up any more. Archer and Ozone were good sports about it, telling him that they understand the joke are so bad you want to puke. They also talked about the plan for his heat so that all three of them agree to the same thing. Roach and Price also ask about what to do if Ghost goes into heat again, the only one missing is Soap. Theoretical one of the other could just tell him, its just logistics really, but it fucking hurts. Everyone in the taskforce came to visit just not the person he wants to see. He trys to rationalise it, Soap is a Captain so he has lot of thinks to do and it just simply dosent fit in his full schedule. A very unhelpful part of his brain reminds him that before the incident, Soap would sometimes do paperwork while visiting him in medical, so it can't be his schedule. The next thing is that Soap had to be on a mission, just because he's in a coma for 4 days and then 2 weeks sick because they gave him some new shit don't mean that Soap is not needed in the field. But Roach would ask him everytime if Soap had shown up, becoming angrier and angrier with every no. The only logical conclusion is Soap don't want to see him and this hurts. Does Soap sees him as less now because he's an Omega? Fuck, he needs to get out of here. Unknown to Ghost Roach is screaming at Soap right now about exactly why he can't just go visit Ghost for 15 minutes. "Just go and visit him, Soap. You can continue to throw your pity party after you where there", Roach screams not carrying if anybody overhears, he lost his patience seeing how it clearly hurts his best friend that Soap is not visiting. The problem screaming at Soap just activates his stubbornness. "Why, it's my fault he ended up there in the first place." "Soap just stop being a fucking wanker for 5 minutes and actully listen to what I'm telling you for 5 days now." "Fine", Soap presses throw his theet. "Ghost wants to see you. He's not blaming you, so for the love of the bloody Queen just go and viste him." Soap bits his lip the now familiar feeling of guilt replacing his stomach growing bigger. "Okey 15 minutes", he finally agrees, because he has the feeling that Roach reached the point he would drag him to Ghost hospital room if he has to. "That's all I'm asking for. And now let's go so you can't chicken out of it." Soap stands up and is taking the file he's working in with him. Ever since Price told him that Ghost is allowed visitors he's found a sudden interested in keeping the recruit files up to date.

Ghost looks up from his book and sees how Roach is pushing Soap in the room before closeing the door again. He raises his evebrow in a silent question while Saop sits down on the chair next to his bed. His insticts are telling him to pure because Soap is finally here. Not caring that's not by choice. "Eh, Roach was very convincing that i should finally show up here", Soap states a bit emberrased. Ghost just keeps his eyebrow up. Time starts to streach itselfe while they look at eachother in uncomfortable silence. Ghost us looking at Soap, Soap seem to found a very interesting spot on the floor. Soaps heart is ponding, he feels like he will throw up, not knowing what to say, where to start. His instincts roaring to finally being able to scent the Omega. "Im, sorry", Soap finally says. "For what exactly?", Ghost ask unsure, picking the skin at his finger nails. "It's my fault you're in this situation isn't it?" Ghost looks at him confused, stops the movement of his fingers for a short moment. "What do you mean?", Ghost ask for further clarification. "Your heat, I mean I must have triggerd it, it was just us for 3 months.", Soap explains his train of thought, starting to bounce his legs because of his own nerves. "Soap, from what i understand the expert said, this was actully my fault, if anyone has to be at fault." Soap looks up from the floor to finally meet Ghost eyes. "What?" "Its something with me healing from Roba, that's what triggert the heat", Ghost explains vaguely not wanting to go in to more detail. "Thats good right?", Soap ask unsure, feeling relieved but also that Ghost is hiding something from him. "Im not sure yet, but.." ,Ghost stops mid sentence clearly debating with himself if he should continue. "But?", Soap encourages, needing to know. "But Im glad it happend around you, because I know you would never do something like Roba to me anyone", Ghost finishes the sentence. Claim the thought is burning itself in Soaps brain, his instincts want to claim Ghost, make him his mate, making sure the Omega is feeling save. "Did you not viste because you thought i would blame you?", Ghost ask dreading the answer. Soap dont answers verbaly but the face hes making is telling Ghost everythink he needs to know.

[katsigian]

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔠 𝔱𝔞𝔤 𝔤𝔞𝔪𝔢 ━━━♡⊰⊹

I was tagged by friendos @reapersynth @killerspinal and @devilbrakers to share some music I've been listening to lately - thank you for thinking of me! <3 they were technically two different games, so I'll just combine them and share ten shuffled songs and 4 favorite albums!

My playlists are. Hm. Music that I can imagine my OCs Doing Stuff to or. Music to keep the adhd at bay and lets me work. I picked from my OC playlists for these, so you could too, if you'd like <3

Ten Songs:

1. Born to Die - XVGNS

2. Aqua Regia - Sleep Token > Valen song hehe

3. Merchant of the Void - 3TEETH

4. That Girl - SAFETY

5. Climbing up the Walls - Viscera

6. Potential - KUTE

7. The Hell I Overcame - Bad Omens

8. Bad Decisions - Bad Omens

9. Garden of Magic - ANGELHEX

10. Animals - Call Me Karizma > prime Valen vibes

Four Albums:

1. Starset - Vessels

2. Seether- Disclaimer II

3. Flora Cash - Can Summer Last Forever?

4. Sleep Token - Take Me Back to Eden

Gimme your music. If you want to, there's no pressure to do this! I'm not 100% sure who's done this, so if you already have, feel free to ignore!

@rindemption @noirapocalypto @spicyraeman @humberg @kharonion @balverine2077 @saevus-brutalis @breezypunk @swanfey @nuclearstorms @hibernationsuit @westealtoys @lavampira @aartyom @feykiller @pinkyjulien @itzsassha @a-pirate @indorilnerevarine @shellibisshe @opaleyedprince @elfjpeg @cyberneutral @elmknight @legalzombie1618 @hydrasshole

[scogito]

Uscire dal sistema parte 2 - riprende la parte 1 QUI

L'idea di uscire dal Sistema è una distorsione.

Se ne affresca un orizzonte come si invoglia il cane da corsa a inseguire lo zimbello, ma in realtà è come se si dicesse che per essere liberi bisogna liberarsi del corpo, ovvero su questo piano di realtà, spirare.

Il corpo è per lo Spirito la sua casa, senza di esso l'energia vitale non avrebbe sede; il Sistema (o Matrix) è per i corpi ciò che permette loro di essere "viventi" (ossigeno, cibo, sessualità, occupazioni, cultura ecc). Il Sistema pervade tutto. Per cui chi tanto vuole uscire, nel senso di liberarsi dal Sistema stesso, lo potrebbe fare solo morendo. Con la fregatura che tanto senza essere evoluti si ritorna qua, se non si viene trasmutati in altro (morte seconda).

Fino a quando hai un corpo sei legato alla Matrix. È inutile che credi di poter raggiungere un'immunità, perché già solo fisicamente ti è impossibile. Peraltro uscire senza nemmeno aver compiuto un passo evolutivo è da stolti.

Ognuno entra qui con uno specifico compito di sviluppo interiore. Puoi chiamarlo Progetto, Essenza, Scopo, ciò non cambia che ogni persona dovrebbe occuparsi di capire qual è. Questo Sistema è concepito per l'evoluzione, i motivi per cui sono stati scelti metodi brutali sono diversi.

Bisogna però rendersi conto che il concetto di "liberazione" è correlato alla disidentificazione, non a distruggere chissà cosa, a fare guerra "contro il Sistema" o a pensare di raggiungere la fulminazione per guardare dall'alto la propria magnificenza.

Madre Natura ci fornisce precisi campi energetici che ci tengono in vita, vengono chiamati Chakra, i principali sono 7 e si sviluppano in senso verticale partendo dalla zona sacrale.

Studiare il loro funzionamento ti dà le indicazioni di qual è il senso dell'evoluzione, di qual è il corretto funzionamento dell'Essere (umano), di dove ti trovi nel tuo cammino attuale e di quali step devi occuparti per progredire in modo integro (ne ho parlato meglio QUI)

In questo modo anche se non conosci la tua Direzione di vita, puoi seguire la via superiore.

Ribadisco che senza volontà, auto osservazione e lavoro su di sé, restano solo astrazioni prive di utilità.

[moltenraider]

To be honest, I really thought the reason why Havik has his face like that in this timeline was that part of his Bio where it says "when he is brutaly punished for a minor crime"

But I can't really complain for what they did on the storymode because:

1) we get to see his face without being all fucked

2) his screams when he got burned 😳

[marlowinc]

The Homo Brutalis Handbook! Deviant Offshoots of Humanity.

#1: The Would-Be King.

[narrativelysignificantturtleduck]

songs for the cycle-breaker

i also think i've taken a different approach to this playlist in that i've focused on just late s3 zuko breaking free from his family. this playlist has much less of an arc than he does.

the thing about putting together a zuko playlist for me is that i am not emo and i don't believe in putting showtunes on character playlists bc they are already About characters. so this playlist is not super reflective of what i think zuko would listen to and is also pretty different from most of the zuko playlists out there which ARE full of emo bands/popular tiktok music. nothing wrong with that but it's not me.

1. dynasty - rina sawayama

i'm a dynasty / the pain in my veins is hereditary / and if that's all i'm gonna be /would you break the chain with me?

perfect song for the cycle-breaker of a royal family. i've seen this song on azula playlists and like. what chain do you think she's breaking exactly. the whole tragedy of her character is that she doesn't get free.

2. walk this way - mø

there is a light for you, burning for you / oh my mama said "it is burning for you"

zuko is, of course, a mama's boy.

3. take the journey - molly tuttle

take the journey / someday you'll make it back home again

pretty straightforward tbh. i like to imagine the lines "take the hand of the one beside you / let the fire guide you" as being about him & aang meeting the dragons.

4. relay - fiona apple

evil is a relay sport when the one who's burned turns to pass the torch

if this lyric were shorter i'd have made it the title. if this song had a more conventional song structure i'd have made a full fanvid instead just a little snippet. there is no better summary of zuko than this line.

5. altar wine - david keenan

there was once a man who loved me / he was older, he left this scar / and a book about an angel / that made her way back home to god / i still think about him sometimes / running my finger up its spine / may he fall into a well / he left me old before my time

yeah this song is heavily christian, but the characters in this song - the sighing mother the narrator identifies with, the older man who left a scar, the girl who sets fire to the curtains - feel very fire nation royal family. the fact that the older man gives him a book about an angel who made her way back home to god also feels similar to how zuko was expected to redeem himself and find his way home.

also, the singer just sounds fucking anguished, and literally screams near the end, which is pretty zuko imo.

6. black sun - irma

hold back, hold back, can't you see / how harmful all this can be / this ain't no place to call a home

amazingly, a perfect song for zuko's speech to ozai on the day of black sun.

7. shivers - JOSEPH

i strike my own light / even if it's not quite as bright

zuko decides to leave and strike out on his own.

8. grave digger - matt maeson

goddammit, i cannot bend / i'm all shriveled inside

a recommendation from the write-in question on this uquiz i made, one that i got a LOT, and okay yeah sometimes the majority opinion is correct. it's about deciding to leave behind your toxic family, and it's also easy to read "bend" in this line to refer to firebending. you win this one, zuko fans.

9. fear and loathing - marina

don't wanna live in fear and loathing / i want to feel like i'm floating / instead of constantly exploding

about how he had to find a new drive for his bending after he left, find something besides anger and fear to fuel him.

10. white teeth teens - lorde

and everything works out so good / i wear the robe like no one could

zuko being crowned fire lord at the end despite never thinking he was one of the cool kids worthy of status and power.

12. heirloom - sleeping at last

you are so much more than your father's son / you are so much more than what i've become

iroh to zuko <3

13. a burning hill - mitski

the title track. like all our angsty firebenders, he's been a perpetrator of the fire nation's brutality, its victim, and a witness to it. zuko 🤝 azula 🤝 jeong jeong - this song.

[cloudthemangaka]

if yandare you part 1:

JUST NUKE HER

HAVE YOUR OWN DAGGER

STUDY MARTIAL ARTS

SLEEP WITH COVERS AND BACK FACING NON WALLD AERE

USE HER CUFFS IN REVERESE TO BOSS HER INSTEAD OF WHAT SHE DO TO U

THREATEN TO STAB YOURSELF

SEIDATE HER

MAKE HER EAT HER OWN FOOD FOR DRUG TEST

BE SHARP AND CALL OUT HER FREAK UNSTABLETY

SNIPER RIFLE WITH DISSABLEINT SHELLS

CRIPLE HER SO SHE CANT MOVE TILL SHE LET GO

LIE ABOUT BEING AREOACE

DONT BE DULL LIKE HER VICTEMS AND GET STRATE TO THE POINT ABOUT BEING SMART AND NOT YEILDING CONTROL

IGNORE THE FAKE TEARS

MAKE YOUR STAND AND NOT LET HER CROSS YOUR MORALS

BREAK GLASS AND USE AS WEAPON

HAVE WHIP AND LASH HER REPEATADALY

DO BACK FLIPS AND LAUNCH HIGH KICK TO FACE

TEAR GAS PELETS HIDDEN IN PJS

FRIEING PAN TO HEAD TO KNOCK HER OUT,

WRITE IN BLOOD NO!

BULLY HER PERSONALTY EVERTIME SPEAK

BE COLD AND SHARP

ANYTIME THE EYES CHNAGE DECK HER FAST!

SMOKE BOMBS

WRIT CREEPY ZALGO TEXT ON WALLS TO DISSCOURGE HER STEPING NEAR YOU!

SHOCK THERAPY WITH 10000 VOLT TASER

USE SHARPED CHOPSTICKS AS SENBON NEEDLES

USE EUTHENAISA MEDS TO THREATEN TO PUT HER DOWN

USE PINKY TWIST STRAT IF SHE GRABS YOUR ARMS TO TWIST HER WRISTS

HAVE COLDER EYES THEN THE SOULLESS EYE SWICH MAYBE EVEN A EMS SHARINGAN AND PERCE HER SOUL WITH YOUR GAZE

PEPPER SPRAY TRAP.

WARP BRAB WIRE AROUND HER IF SHE DARES TO PRISIST AFTER YOU ESCAPE (BASICLY A PAINFULL STRANGLELING WAY TO MAKE HER DIE)

PIN HER WALL THEN BRUTALY NEE HER IN STOMACH,

HARASS FOR BEING YANDARE!

MAKE IT STRICK THAT YOUR NOT "HERS"

BE STRONG TO BE ABLE TO RIP A STREET LIGHT FROM THE GROUND AND SPIN IT LKE A STAFF TO INTIMDATE YANDARE!

DEEP DEMONIC VOICIE,

[nwolf6]

Top 5 People you've met through Tumblr?

ohhhh okai!! so, most of those sweethearts i’ve met partially on tumblr partially on discord, like i was following them, then we were mutuals and then we were talking on some discord servers — though some of them i met on tumblr only

1. @pinkydude my ride or die bitch 😌 my bff, we grow together, we have good and bad moments together, and through the last 2 years he became much more than just a fandom buddy for me 💛 even if i bonk his dumbass a lot

2. my love @ne0n-rust 🖤 just lemme swim through the OCEAN 🏊‍♂️

3.,4. @vos-videmus and @saevus-brutalis 🤍💀 my little cryptids, no matter the honks, no matter being Embodiments Of Darkness, i’d die for you 🙃

5. LOOONG long ago, like 10 years back, when i was a little goth kid barely speaking english and going insane on 2012 tumblr, i met @chernobyl--fetus 💕 we’re great friends ever since, through all those years!

[rindemption]

Get to know me! 2!

Tagged by @katsigian and @spicyraeman again, thank you so much you two 😁

1. Are you named after anyone? 

I'm named after one of my mom's closest friends. Growing up she was Big E and I was Little E.

2. When was the last time you cried?

A week ago, I wasn't doing too hot in the brain space.

3. Do you have kids?

I have a fur baby. No plans to have real children.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? 

Unfortunately 🤣

5. What sports do you play/have you played? 

I am not a sport person. I played what I was forced to play in school gym class and that was it.

6. What's the first thing you notice about other people?

Their general aesthetic. There's a lot of variety and diversity out there, people are fun to look at and watch. I don't really approach or talk to people often so what they look like is about all I notice.

7. Eye color? 

Bluish green? I guess

8. Scary movies or happy endings? 

Happy endings, I'm not a fan of horror films.

9. Any special talents? 

Panicking about little things, that's a talent right? Otherwise no, nothing that stands out. I used to be able to toss pizza dough but that was years ago.

10. Where were you born? 

Frankfurt, Germany. My parents were deployed overseas at the time.

11. What are your hobbies? 

Playing videogames, VP on occasion, sometimes I doodle when I'm feeling like it. Eventually I'll be picking up camping and hiking.

12. Do you have any pets? 

A kitty cat. Three once we're in a bigger place.

13. How tall are you?

A whopping 5'4" (162cm)

14. Fave subject in school? 

Art, History if the teacher was any good.

15. Dream job? 

One that won't wear me to the bone, and pays enough to travel when I'd like.

Tagging, again with no obligation, @saevus-brutalis @ugh-my-back @k9effect @thesavagemuffin @alexredgrave

[imhimarigigi]

Oh something something again, maybe it's me the one that I should look at more

Hi. it's been a while since my last post, and I come back here as usual, something has happened that makes me...you know in the state of deny or unbelive.

Recently, I see that, life itself is so so unpredictable, and should we said thank god that bcs of it, 1 road don't have a clear outcomes, but due to it again that makes us feel lost, and feel like it so far away.

I have always said that I wanted to be...you know what people would say omg insightful. I always think that how people i percieved as the image i'm imaging is the right path to pursuit my desires. But...the more i do, the more i look, somehow i feel more pitful for myself. At first is how pitful it is to be me, to be slow, to be dumb, to be talentless, to be lack of so many things, that i would want to see. Flashback on how other people reflect on how small, how terrible i look in their mirror, but, something something has been sparked differently, that's it all me. I would put towards these bad feelings towards external effects and left it on that, while I keep looking for the image i want, things i want in other people, the brutaly image in the mirror is what has resulted from my self-self-isolation. I can't even remember when is the last time, I saw her, I don't even know who am i. How pitful

So pitful that I put so many labels on just to prove i am someone, something that could be useful for things. But have i ever, have i ever seen the back stage picture of who am i?

Who i am? and why am i this way?

[princessravenna]

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[hirik0]

Back to you part 3

part 1 | part 2

Makarov/Yuri

Makarov | 11 pm Liverpool, England | 2 months later

01:00 am Moskau = 23:00 pm Liverpool | Time zones guys... why did i think the need of time zones is a good idea?

Makarov is enjoying his drink in a high priced bar in Liverpool, and that its the same bar Yuri had frequently visiting is pure conicident. And Jack is constanly looking towards him and Makarov knows that his man in England Artyorm is slowly getting iritated by Jack. "Who is this dude thats looking over?", Artyorm asks, ready to get rid of the staring man on a wimps notice, but Makarov just has a pleased smile on his face. "A nobody", Makarov says very unintressed, but he is enjoying this so much, because it looks like today Jack is here with colleuges. "He looks towards us 15 times in the last 5 minutes", Artyorm points out, clearly not buying Makarov a nobody. "I know", Makrov says with a pleased smile, oh that Jack can't even start shit makes this so much better. "So you know who that is", Artjorm says rolling his eyes. "Yes, hes a idiot", Makarovs answers unhelpfull, before emtyinghis glass. "Boss, who is this and is he a problem", Artjorm presses the matter further. "He is an old enemy from before I started my carrer", Makarov gives a simple breakdown of who Jack is with out mentioning Yuri or a gay marriage. "Do we need to get rid of him?", Artjorm asks ready to order a hitman by now. "No, hes not even in our line of work", Makarov says not being abel to holt back his laughing when Jacks phone falls to to ground. His burner phone told him, that a sertain person just posted about his party night in Moscow. The dropping of the phone also seems to calm down Artyorm. "Why hes your enemy?", Artyorm ask clearly not understanding how such a person could do anything that makes him a enemy to a the boss. "Ruined my friendship with a close friend and took this person out of our workline", Makarov explains because Artyorm joint after Yuri left. "You do friendship?", Artyorm asks suprised, only knowing a cold hearted sastistic version of Makarov that helped him to rise the rangs quickly. "In my old live", Makarov answers not minding the implication. Jack is angrly storming out of the bar and Makarov smiles satisfied oh, his was the best idea he had in a long time because what ever Jack trys to do he will look like an absolute ass if he is rude to him.

When Jack is coming back after a short time in he is fuming, starring daggers towards Makarov who is very pleased with the situation. Oh he needs to ask Milena what Yuri said at the phone, to make the other man getting this visibel angry. The other people at Jacks table start to ask him questions, questions that Jack clearly dont want to answer and is it so clear to Makarov that Jack wants to storm over and scream at him. "Damm, must be a hell of a phone call", Artyorm wispers getting cold shivers about Makarovs extreamly good mode. Their work day was shit, Makarov looked like hes ready to brutaly murder the next person that breaths wrong just 2 hours ago and now he's a kid ripping open presents. "Oh I bet it was", Makarov says toasting towards Jack who looks like is is ready to comid a murder by now. "YES my husband is leaving me", Jacks sudenly screams, hearebale for the whole bar, its clear that Jack can barely hold is rage in check. Makarov smiles just grows bigger oh, this must be a gigantic hit for Jack massively overblown fragile ego to have attmidet this so publicly. Artyorm makes a digusted sound clearly not having a good opinion about gay people. "He married your old friend", Artyorm states his face still showing digust. "Yes", Makarov simply confirms in a tone to signal the topic is over with this, Artyorm opens his mouth as if he wants to say more on the topic, but stops himself.

Yuri | 1 am Moscow, Russia

Yuri is drunk and enjoying the music, looking much healthier then two months ago, slowly building back up muscels again, having goten a hair cut he likes and he stoped crying himself to sleep 2 weeks ago. He is partying with a old friend Milena and her friends who are celebrating a bacherolette party today. Milena, who inharied her late husbands money is giving him another glass of a very colourfull shot. He emptys the shot, midly gaging at the teribel taste that gets worse with every shot before looking at the groupe of Milenas friends dancing or what they call dancing. "Im not drunk enough for what ever they are doung", Yuri says when he looks at Milena again. "Are you saying the soon to be bride cant dance?", she asks him playing to be disapointet in him. "Well not after 7 Magaritas", Yuri states his opinion getting her to laught. "So you meet Vladimir again with the both of you living in the same city again?", Milena asks him sudenly of course knowingthe answer alreadywho else would have given Yuri her number? "Yes, I meet him at 'the box ring' again", Yuri answers giving her all the information she needs. "Oh, did you see Vladimir fight?", Milena ask him getting a suprised look from Yuri. "He still does that?" She nods as a answer no need for the both of them to talk about his in a full club in Moscow. "You have a 'ticket' right?", Milena ask him refering to a entry card to the pit, making Yuri chook on his drink being sudenly reminde that Makarov gave him one of his whore cards. Being to busy planing his way to force Jack to sign the fuckign divorse papers. "He gave me one yes", Yuri answers cant stop his face from blushing and now Milena knows that there must be more to this then Yuri is telling her. "You got on from him personaly? I thought he only ever gives them to 'dates'", Milena says confused, also a bit disgusted. Seriously Makarov need to get his shit together if he want Yuri to stay. "Its only for 'dates' if you give it back, allegedly", Yuri recalls what Makarov shoutet after him while he put on his boots. Milena breaks in a drunk giggel, tears are runnig down her face and she needs to hold her stomach, Yuri giving her a dipleased look just makes it better. "Im.. Im laughting over Vladimir not you", Milena pants out when she gets it back together. "Vlad was speachless when I asked him the about the 'dates", Yuri says before emtying his drink. "No a speachless Vladimir and I missed it, shame", Milena says pouting. Yuri is again looking at the other people they are here. "You think they are done?", Yuri asks some of the woman barely able to keep on their feet now. "I think they are, the bride looks like she is about to fall asleep on her feet", she agress graping her own half full glass, to finish it. Milena looks at her phone how did the other woman get this wasted already at barely 1:30 am before a notification from Instagram is poping up. "Oh, shit Makarov commeted on Instagram", Anna say and Yuri is moving clsoer to her, so they can read it together.

Sombody took the news really bad and embarrassed themself.

They both grin at each other over this comment, till they see the soon to be bride fall over her own feets landing on her ass on the way to their table. "Time to get them home." Yuri can hear how defeated Milena sounds, this will be so not a easy job. Herding a group of clearly drunk woman to their hotel.

3:40 am | Moscow, Rusia

Yuri is done. They needed nearly an hour to get the bachlorette party to the hotel, he needed to carry the Bride for the last 10 minutes. The other woman stayed in row after Milena told them she will not bail them out of prison if they get arested. He just finished his late shower, in Milenas penthousen guest bathroom. Just a towl around his hip and in a drunken thought he craby his phone, taking a picture in the mirror. He then chooses the contact that is simply an M and sends the nude. He is not even sure if Makarov has the phone this number belongs with him or if he's traveling with another burner phone. But drunk Yuri is of the opinion it dont matter when Makarov is seeing it, but that he will see it. He puts on a old T-shirt and a pair of boxers before leaving the bathroom. "Your divorce phone has a missed call. Its from Mr. 3 minutes", Milena tells him, refering to his phone with his british number he is mainly using to talk with his lawyer. "Oh god, why did he called me?", Yuri asks cunfused Jack didnt spend one thought to him for 10 months, why does he start now. He puts the voice mail on speaker, knowing he will have to inform his laywer about this.

"Yuri, you really think you can hide behind your Lawyer? Huh, dont get where you sudenly get this confidence from. You really think your old friends want a worthless piece of shit like you back? Milena is only hanging out with you out of pitty and when she drops you will crawl back to me anyway. So you better get back home where you belong. Oh and you really think I will sign this papers just because your Psycho friend is showing up at my favorite bar? Pathetic, cant even believe he does something like this for you." End of voice mail

The first think Yuri notices is how absolutly angry Jack sounds. "Cant believe you married this douche bag?", Milena comments, giving Yuri a full glass of water to drink. "I was younger und dumber", Yuri says sacasticly. "Okey but who does he mean with pscho friend, im pretty sure he told you all of us are psychos at somepoirnt", Milena says before drinking from her own water. "I think he means Makarov, Jack said 'he does'", Yuri concludes and honestly it only can be Makarov anyway because he is with Milena and is not sure who of his old friends are even still alive. "He sound so angry, wich means he could do nothing with Makarov beeing there", she points out with a big smile. "I think my new voice mail on the british phone also pissed him off", Yuri sniggers, knowing exactly what the what the first part of Jacks rant refered too. "What does it say?", Anna asked before taking another sip from her water. "That I can't reach the phone right now and that if you're my soon to be ex husband to please talk to my lawyer and sign the good damm divorse papers", Yuri say with a big grin on his face making Milena laugh.

02:20 am | Liverpool, England

Makarov finally can finish his work day the last important mail, arived 20 minutes ago. He looks at his phone seeing that he got a text from Yuri 40 minutes ago. Yuri never used this number since he gave it to him in a stalker way, broken into Yuri appartment and leaving a note with his and Milenas phone numbers there. Yuri never aknolege that this happen so why did he now? Makarov feels himself blush Yuri send him a nude. Yuris, nacked chest with water running down, only whereing a towel. And Makarov cant look away, being fully captured. Thinking back to the day 2 months ago when Yuri layed in his bed ogeling. The time the tought about what would happen if he didnt ask Yuri for breakfast, how they all turn him on so much, how he got off on them. And now? Now he had something new for these kind of thoughts he try to squish every time they pop up. "God fucking damm it, Milena was right, I'm having a bi-panic because of Yuri", Makarov curses in to the thankfully empty room. The worst is Yuri just send a picture nothing else so what is he suppost to do with this? Well the not helpfull part of his brain is clearly has a lot of ideas, telling him to look a the picture again. He looks at the picture again, noticing more details, how Yuri is bitting his lower lip, his eyes half closed, how the towel is low in his hips. How easly the towel could slip down because of gravity or Makarov could cause it to fall to the ground, how this would make Yuri grin dirty at him through the mirrior. Makarov is half hard, just from a few thoughts. Oh hes fucked, when the fantasys of the photo and the memory are merching to one big dirty fantasy. He wants Yuri in his bed again so badly and he will do what ever is necessary to reach it, by all means necessary.