#why are they comparing him to STALIN???

[citizen-card]

?? (this was written about robespierre)

[nation-of-bros]

The Socially Engineered Society

Our entire society is planned from start to finish, modeled step by step with targeted operations that an elite passes on from top to bottom.

We live in a neo-feudalistic system where a super-rich global caste exerts influence over the masses through a vast layer of authorities and lackeys.

Their power can only be broken through enlightenment, just as Erich Ludendorff, the great German general, once demanded in 1927: Vernichtung der Freimaurerei durch Enthüllung ihrer Geheimnisse [Destruction of Freemasonry by revealing its secrets].

Nothing is more damaging to their power than revealing the facts, the truth by clearly naming things. Therefore, on these days, people who say things bluntly are considered uncomfortable and unpopular.

They constantly spread false information through the secret services they control, create or infiltrate movements of any kind, and even invent a new politically correct language in all Western nations to manipulate people's minds by building up supposed sensitivities.

Same things happen everywhere, regardless of national borders.

History is scripted like a film

Erich Ludendorff soon turned away from Adolf Hitler when he recognized him as a foreign British agent who was specifically trained and supported by the lodges in order to plunge the German Reich into ruin. Why else did Hitler deliberately allow nearly 400,000 Allied soldiers to escape at Dunkirk, whose capture would have rendered Britain unable for continuing the war? Why else did Hitler let the Wehrmacht withdraw to the Caucus when they were already close to Moscow and able to take the city, especially since the fall of Moscow would also have meant the fall of Stalin?!

They don't want any nation to win, they just want to cause damage in order to build their world state from the rubble. At that time, the parasites rejected the British Empire in favor of the USA as their new host body, as their new tool for the realization of the desired world state. If it had been Germany, they would have let Germany win World War II. But instead they let the USA equipped its worst class enemy, the Bolsheviks under Stalin, financially, materially and with weapons so that the German Reich could be defeated by Central Asian backwoodsmen.

They spread such seeds of destruction into many nations in order to cause damage. The best current example is Zelenskyy, who until a few years ago was not even Ukrainian, but deliberately built up as an actor to lead an entire country into a completely pointless win-or-scorch-earth war, just as Hitler did. To ensure the disguise was perfect, they chose a Jew. The only difference is that Ukraine is nothing compared to Germany and Zelenskyy is masked as a democratic shining light in today's zeitgeist. But if you look behind the headlights, you can see many interesting parallels.

[psychelis-new]

It's not a reoccurring dream but why do I see 3 historical characters in my dream

First : I was running ( escaping) then I ended up in my house to see Joseph Stalin sitting across from me scrolling through his smart phone he greeted , I saw my recently dead grandma too in the house then he took his plane which was barked inside my apartment (bizarre ik) and left

Another scene from the same dream : I was in a place where there are some people ( not too crowded ) and saw the physicist Richard Feynman he explained to me a math problem or a concept it clicked very fast and I explained it to another student and Feynman was kinda happy / proud

Dream 2: let me give you a background I am a very big fan of this character I saw him as the only real national hero he was extremely intelligent, disciplined and humble his name is Saad Alshazly

I saw him ( in his older years ) and he offered me traditional coffee ( I am a coffee drinker)

I really hope that I saw him because of a message not because I think too much about him 😭

Many thanks for your time and effort

Hello!

Since this is all you remember, I guess this is what you needed to understand your message. Now I honestly don't think any of those historical figures wanted to tell you anything directly, they're more of a sign/symbol for you. They represent the type of people you admire (in a way or another) and would like to resemble or would like to get in touch with, whether to find support/help or even validation. We have a revolutionary man (talking historically here), a physician (a man of knowledge) and a military you said yourself you admire and are so fond of for all that he did. I think you are searching for support, maybe also through your grieving process (again my deepest condelences for your loss, take your time) or for comfort about any repressed memory or emotion. Despite these people are no more alive, you're trying to find some kind of support by learning more about them, or something like that. Or trying to see yourself (worth) through them. In the first dream you were probably expressing your will to connect with Stalin for some reason (it depends on what you think of him/how you see him/what trait of him you "like" or sth), maybe also to find comfort or change something in the way you are grieving/confronting your loss or any emotion related with it? Maybe you want to be braver in this, or would like to be free from this asap. Or simply, you'd like to see things from another perspective. As for your exchange with the physician, I guess you were searching for validation, feeling good and smart enough and being seen/appreciated/praised for this (maybe you are/were comparing/compared with others a lot and this has been/is playing with your self confidence). Similarly the third figure: you admire him so much that you'd like to communicate with him, maybe to get guidance about how to change and grow from something. But also to be comforted about yourself and all that's around you and maybe... your inner turmoil? We have two military figures anyway.

Hope this helps! Take care<3

[janiedean]

25th hour and city of thieves I never read the book so why did you compare them to jaime jon and ygritte

eeeeh it's been years since I dealt with either and god why do I even have to admit benioff can write when he wants to but anyway

25th hour has nothing to do with asoiaf it's just a really good script and it turned into a really good movie

the thing with city of thieves is... okay tldr the basic plot is two russian men (lev and kolya) are taken prisoner during the leningrad siege and are promised freedom if they manage to find eggs to bake a birthday cake for the daughter of the guy who arrested them (obv hard to find during a siege where everyone was dying of hunger), they go around trying to find the eggs, at some point they go out of town in this mansion where they supposedly had a bunch of chickens and it turns out that the mansion is full of girls who were kept there as nazi prisoners for you can imagine which reasons, they team up with the local partisans to save them, the partisans include a young girl named vika who is v good at warfare and eventually falls in love with lev, blah blah blah not spoiling things but at the end they have to separate then *she* finds him post-war bringing eggs, he tells her they can make an omelette and she replies she can't cook, that was your basic plot thing is, lev is a 17yo bucket of walking angst who has Issues because his father was arrested and deported by the government because he was too much of a free thinker for them and jewish, bad combination when it comes to stalin government (as far as I recall), doesn't really want to admit that he might be dead-dead at least in the beginning, doesn't talk too much and isn't too social, also being jewish he already felt singled out and like he had to mix/blend/be better than his father or smth like that kolya was taken prisoner for being a deserter, doesn't appreciate authority all that much, cracks bad jokes all the time and irritates lev bc he doesn't take shit seriously except when he gets serious when it comes to saving the girls used as unwilling prostitutes, if I don't recall wrong he was extremely attractive/charming vika basically was going guerrilla stuff, was a better shot than them, went at lev every other moment like I know way mroe than you about stuff (which she did btw), was the one pursuing him more actively and I don't remember if she was a redhead or not but like... the personality fit the bill now like idk if it was obvious from my bad summary and ofc there were differences (like for one kolya had a nice active sex life with a bunch of female friends instead of yknow toxic rship with his twin) but when it comes to character archetypes/personalities lev and jon were pretty much the same deal from the teenage angst to the daddy issues to needing to keep the family name honorable, jaime and kolya had a good 70% of basic traits in common and vika and ygritte were the exact same type including the romance where they make the first move and not being stereotypical feminine which is why idg why the fuck benioff managed to write a book with three main chars that are the exact same archetypes as jon jaime and ygritte with the obvious differences and then completely fucking up adapting jon/jaime in the series because if he could write city of thieves there is absolutely no way he actually misread the og characters nor didn't realize what they were there for so...................... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ idk and I guess I never will but if I wrote an asoiaf au of city of thieves with that recast no one would bat an eyelid, I compared them because they're the same tropes obv written different and in another context but it was so glaringly obvious I'm still asking myself wtf went wrong there almost ten years later

anyway as much as it pains me to say city of thieves was actually a pretty good book so like idk if anyone feels like obtaining it through whichever mean they find most ethical when it comes to maybe or not financing benioff it's not a waste of your time

[lesbianchemicalplant]

a while back, the melee player Hax began uploading utterly nonsensical rants about another prominent melee player being an evil totalitarian “sociopath” “psychopath” (“diagnosing” him from the “dark triad” he read about on wikipedia), who he compared to hitler and stalin (🤪), and claimed was using psychological manipulation to control/brainwash the melee scene through “The Press” [sic], and among other things was specifically trying to destroy Hax’s life

one of the examples given of how the other player was evil and oppressing him: Hax had worn red adidas pants to a tournament, and then a few months later, the other player....was photographed in a red adidas shirt

I was wearing a red pair of Adidas pants with white stripes on them. These pants would become synonymous with my run at that tournament. A few months after Genesis 7, someone sent me a picture of [other player] wearing a red Adidas t-shirt with white stripes on its sleeves while editing a digital controller’s button layout. Again, this wasn’t a coincidence. It was a psychopath’s way of showing that he wants revenge.

(this example becomes relevant later)

like, these were hours of multiple videos of his conspiracy theorizing, and he had clearly been utterly obsessed with the other melee player for a long time. (the rants also included a lot of abuse apologism, incitement of harassment toward someone in the scene who had come forward about an abusive top player, and other bad shit)

he was banned from basically everything, but continued his obsessive campaign for a while, with a lot of sycophants jumping on board and reassuring him how totally right he was (“NO YOU’RE TOTALLY RIGHT, WHICH IS WHY YOU’RE BEING SILENCED”)

about half a year ago, he apologized, shared he had been struggling with psychosis (aggravated by alcohol abuse, from which he was in recovery), retracted his statements, and reached an agreement with some TOs to eventually let his provisional ban expire, provided he agreed to never bring up the subjects he had been ranting about again (and some other conditions)

(despite this, he has hoards of supporters who still insist he was right the entire time, and that his apology was just buckling from being persecuted)

last night, his ban from the NYC local The Nightclub finally expired, and he returned for the first time since being banned.

so a bunch of his dipshit friends (and fans) decided to coordinate and wear red adidas for his first night back

(Hax is in the photo, posing with these people, pointing at the camera, but not wearing the pants himself)

there are a lot of different levels to this. how a person suffering from psychosis tried to wield ableism against another person by accusing them of being a “psychopath”/“sociopath” and therefore Evil and Dangerous. that while Hax’s actions were driven by psychosis, and his attempt at recovery should be supported, his rehabilitation also doesn’t undo all of the harassment he incited toward the other player. especially since to this day, most of his idiot fans (and apparently many of his actual friends) still think he was basically in the right, and it was just his delivery and phrasing that spoiled his message

and now, as it turns out, that Hax’s friends and admirers decided to effectively meme on his psychosis (simultaneously memeing on all of the harassment he directed toward the other player) as a gesture of support and welcoming back

:/

[loopy777]

So one interesting take i've seen on why the two first seasons of korra was so bad, is that in large part, the plot just was not well suited for her to grow, especially compared to aang's journey. Aang was a pacifist who always wanted to try and figure out the more peaceful solution, but the setting was one that constantly challenged his stances and beliefs, and forced him to grow.

Meanwhile, Korra was a much more agressive and theoretically pro-active protagonist. She was someone who wanted to handle everything with violence, and shoot first, ask questions later.

However the show never really managed to take advantage of this to tell a good story. For a pletora of reasons.

Korra doesn't really get enough scenes in the first two seasons where she's challenged on something that couldn't theoretically be solved by simply crushing someone in combat.

The show seems like it's gonna have something like that with the anti bender sentiment, but at the end of the day Korra isnt forced to actually confront Amon's ideology head on and refute it by showing how much good bending does for the world. No it comes down to just another fight.

As chilling as it is at a first viewing, the scene where Korra is overpowered in the dark, doesnt force Korra to face her ideals in relation to the villain... Rather it's instead her acting like an idiot in terms of combat strategy, and being crushed as a result. None of her talk with Amon leads to a truly interesting hero villain dynamic that such a scene should lead to.

And this is a constant with Korra and her villains, where it's only the two later seasons(3 far more than 4) where she she has a genuine ideological fight with her villain.

Also because of it's piss poor action scenes, that was such a downgrade compared to what came before, it did not manage to make any of her fights a visual spectacle.

Also because the way the show was set up, Korra additionally came across as way weaker than aang despite in theory being much better suited for combat(The way the villains could not be defeated before the final episode just means they push Korra around until it's time for the final showdown. Compare this to the very active back and forths the gaang had with azula and you see the problem).

This in turn wouldn't have been as noticeable, if the show hadn't made such a big deal about her combat proficiency at the very start.

Frankly speaking, it struck me that the best moment in season 1 is when Korra finally has had enough, and does what she should have done way sooner. Crush the corrupt tyrant, in a massive display of power just like how Roku crushed Sozin.

However, then, rather than have this moment that the show has been building towards reach it's natural climax, and only THEN have or Stalin stand-in come out of the shadows to take power in following power vacuum Korra has just created, instead the show has Korra be beaten in a surprise twist, then have Amon swoop in and steal the show.

There was an obvious storyline here that had been built up, tailor made to fit Korra's personality in both strengths and flaws, that would have made the subsequent takeover of the city(only possible because she removed the stabilizing big tyrant while having no plan) in large part her fault, and so fixing it would have real, genuine pathos for her, and been a critical point of her character development, and in turn would have played well into playing with a series wide theme that you need to actually have a plan.

It also would have made her actions a mirror to Amon's.

Good intentions and actions aren't enough. You need an actual plan, with good lasting results, not just rush forward based on nothing but the belief you're the morally righteous person in the room.

However, the narrative instead removes her agency in the plot by having her lose the fight for the sake of a shocking twist, which just makes her look weak, and shifts the story's narrative to be about the bloodbender brothers instead.

And this happens a lot more too. Hell, i like season 3 and 4, but this happens in both of them too, just not too such a massive extent.

The show simply isnt able to commit to telling a story about a protagonist who is much more agressive and trained than Aang.

Aang lost fights too. He had to run away. He had to think outside the box to solve his problems. But the difference is that a large part of the original series was that it was a critical plotpoint that Aang was not trained enough for most of the series to be able to do what Roku did, and had to train to reach that level.

By comparison, Korra was, but the show didnt really get how that should fundamentally change the show, and how in turn they needed to tailor the plot, developments, and challenges to fit with that change.

What Amon and all the other villains needed, wasn't some ludicrous powerlevels that constantly upped the stakes(Obviously they needed to be strong enough to pose a threat, but only one of them was about as strong as he needed to be for his story to work), but genuine, real moral debates with Korra, where even if it's clear they're wrong, you understand both where they're coming from, and the logic behind them. Unfortunately, only 1 of them really got that treatment, and shockingly, he was the best villain in the show by a mile.

But in any case, what's your thoughts on this argument? Agree? Disagree? Or maybe you have something to add that i didn't cover.

I think I largely agree, except on a handful of points:

I think the Book Change finale was good spectacle, with a poisoned Avatar State Korra leaning entirely on her power to keep fighting. Seeing Korra unleashed so fully really did come across as outclassing even Aang, and the presentation made full use of it.

Tangentially, I think I disagree that Korra comes across as "weaker" than Aang, unless you mean that metaphorically. I think Korra shows more raw strength and endurance, and her fighting style/strategy makes use of that, but Aang comes across as more effective because he fights smarter. Azula is usually such a difficult fight for the gAang because she fights even smarter than Aang. But if you mean "weaker" meaning "less effective" then yes, I agree.

I also think I disagree that Korra needed to actually have in-story debates with her villains. That certainly would have been one way to handle things, but I can think of thematically solid stories where Korra and her villains don't even meet but their ideologies are brought into conflict by the story. In those cases, the villains themselves don't need to accept their defeat or Korra's point of view, and instead the proxy in their conflict -- the population of Republic City or the Earth Kingdom or whatever -- are won over by Korra and the villains are left without support.

But overall, yes, you summarize the main problem with LoK very well. The initial concept of inverting Aang's situation is good, but the stories told about Korra still wound up as action-adventure shows with climactic fights, undermining the whole intention. I think you raise a great point about how Korra's lack of agency undermines the ideological conflict. I'd never thought about it in those terms, but I love your description about how Korra not being allowed to win a fight until the end did the most damage to the message about how solutions other than fighting were needed. Korra winning a fight and seeing how that only makes things worse would have been a much more impactful lesson than losing.

It's such a shame, because the whole fighter-Avatar-needs-to-work-in-times-of-peace concept has a lot of opportunity in it, and Korra herself is a great character who has a lot of logical depth beyond just being good at fighting. But, as you note, the storytellers were so obsessed with their twists that they shortchanged the actual compelling part of their story.

[notvv0ltz]

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So basically I'm Mem (also Mitch or vv0ltz as an artist name), I draw cartoony shit, mostly OCs and my very short hyperfixations I switch over every week /hyp Some minifacts: - I use he/him and en/ens - AuDHD, also very much PDA - nby gay aroace-spec - white russian Basically, that's it

>> Major notes about this blog:

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I'm very pretty much AuDHD and I'll be annoying about it

I'm overall annoying

I usually tag fandoms I reblog

May have uhhh a phase when I draw Literally The Same Character

I AM A FURRY!!!!

My long-time special interests: RaC, LBP2-3, my OCs, Tarboy (IF YOU'RE INTERESTED IN TARBOY MARRY ME NOW /J), *SIIIGH* I feel like Moral Orel is about to become one

Sometimes pull out not SFW jokes

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>> Bunch of opinions on things (not necessary to read, but sometimes I block over these):

Russia's invasion of Ukraine

You should go fucking drown in a swamp if:

1. You do think that Russia has "valid" reasons (you're a fucking nazi then, russians are literally committing genocide of ukrainians

2. Believe in russophobia

3. Fucking compare russians to jewish people?????? USSR and The Third Reich were literally ✨ the besties ✨ and no I'm talking not just about pact (read this article jesus christ), OH AND ALSO Stalin was very much a fan of Hitler so YES Russia pretty much ALWAYS was a nazi and imperialist state

4. If you cry over "russians DNI"

5. Related to 4, don't ever fucking fight with ukrainians that are venting out about us not in a "censored" way, ESPECIALLY DON'T REPLY WITH "some ukrainians are so mad it scares me" THEY HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO WISH WE WERE DEAD SHUT THE FUCK UP

6. "Not all russians" my ass, go die

I don't care about flag discourse, idk why flags should be attached to creators overall

Hammer and sickle users

Hammer and sickle in bio bitches don't even try to follow me. I don't support symbols promoting genocides. I literally can't stand you all. Especially if you are using them and you aren't from post USSR countries

Flag discourse

Rad exclus/inclus

Neither rad exclus or rad inclus (both are incredibly annoying btw)

Ace/aro discourse

Ace/aro exclus make my blood boil I'm tired of this shit as aroace-spec enself

Fiction discourse

Pls guys stop ffs, it's far more complicated than ships, you guys need to talk about all media and it's influence (obviously, I block 30+ old guys who think that lolicon isn't harmful and actively consume it)

Fandoms

Edit: I don't care anymore lol

Self DX

100% support, even if your source is tiktok

Xenogenders, neopronouns

I literally use en/ens

[buzz-london]

What is Sanatana Dharma? Advocate and noted author J Sai Deepak explains - 8/9/2023

A political slugfest erupted soon after Udhayanidhi Stalin, a Tamil Nadu minister and son of Chief Minister MK Stalin, made a controversial statement comparing ‘Santana Dharma’ to diseases like Malaria, dengue and corona as he called for eradication of the faith. The statement by the Tamilnadu minister has led to registration of FIRs against him as well as a seer from Ayodhya announcing a bounty on his head. But the question remains why someone sitting in a high seat of power would say something like that and what are the reasons behind the uproar by political parties.

In this edition of ANI Podcast with Smita Prakash, noted author and engineer turned litigator J Sai Deepak, who has written two voluminous well-researched books on Indian civilisation, decodes all aspects of Dravidian Politics, its history and the conflict with Sanatana Dharma and explains the reasons behind the statement by Udhayanidhi. In an in-depth conversation with Smita Prakash, J. Sai Deepak talks about the origins of Dravidar Kazhagam and Justice party founded by E. V. Ramasamy and how these organisations led the foundation of Dravidianism in the Indian state of Tamil Nadu. Sai also talks about the secessionist activities undertaken by a few Dravidian organizations and how they opposed home rule for India.

[mayedays]

At the risk of sounding deranged again...

Because my brain hates me, I occasionally get hit particularly hard by The Paranoia™ that the people saying ~the Darkling is basically Hitler~ are interpreting authorial intent correctly and that Bardugo might literally think it appropriate to base the Grisha on the Jewish Scientists who fled to America in the era around WWII and base their leader on Hitler (or Stalin).

However, I've come to some conclusions surrounding this.

(1) regardless of her opinion, I think that its deeply NOT okay, and don't think I'm insane for holding that viewpoint no matter what The Paranoia™ says (although I'm frustrated that I don't know that I have a logical justification for the viewpoint, but on the other hand, I'm not sure that I should have to),

(2) if Leigh disagrees with me on that front (i.e. he is supposed to be Grishaverse!Hitler), she certainly has a right to do so, but I have an equivalent right to decide that I don't respect the judgment (artistic or otherwise) of anyone who would consider that a reasonable thing to do, and so I don't actually care if she did mean for him to be Grishaverse!Hitler, and

(3) arguing he's Hitler is fucking stupid and insensitive because the thing that sets Hitler apart from other tyrants/dictators/facists/etc is the massive industrialized genocide he committed against two vulnerable ethnic minorities (who had a long history of being horrifically mistreated by the ethnic majority) and not only does Aleksander not do anything like that, he is part of a historically-vulnerable (although not ethnic) minority (Hitler was not--anyone saying otherwise has swallowed some rancid & bizarre Nazi propaganda). It's clearly canon that he's a mass murderer and was long before the start of TGT but there's no evidence of deliberate systemic persecution, let alone systematic genocide, of a vulnerable minority demographic to destroy them as a people (at least not on his end, Fjerda is another story). I'm pretty sure that bombing a city is only genocide if its part of a project to destroy an ethnic or national group. (I'm not going to try to claim that he would never commit genocide--its debatable but not something I'm all that interested in seriously litigating--only that I don't think he actually does.) Its insensitive because, leaving aside for the moment if its possible to compare a fictional person to a real-life war criminal without being insensitive, by comparing a character which does not preside over death camps to a real person who definitely did...it treats the Holocaust (& the specific form it took) as dismissible and unimportant.

But having said all that...I don't feel like I have a very good rational explanation for why its beyond the pale to base the Grisha on the Jewish scientists of WWII while also basing their historic leader on Hitler. I just basically have a disgust-based argument, which leaves me kinda dissatisfied because I feel like if I'm right I should be able to construct a logical one...but its slippery like an eel and squirms away every time I try.

[isaiahbie]

Why We Need Jesus

All of us tend to think of ourselves as good persons. This assessment is largely true. All of us are capable of, and often do many good things. But if we’re honest with ourselves, this isn’t the whole story. All of us are equally capable of evil, even if we are unequally guilty of evil. Sure, you and I are not as bad as Joseph Stalin or Adolf Hitler. Compared to them we are saints, relatively speaking. But how do we stack up when compared to God?

God is a morally perfect being. He requires that we be morally perfect as well, and yet we aren’t. Whether our acts of evil are big or small, many or few, they are all violations of God’s moral perfection, and these violations have consequences. Even if you only committed one sin per day between the ages of six and 75, that adds up to more than 25,000 violations of God’s moral law! If you were guilty of breaking that many human laws, no judge could ignore it. How, then, can we expect the God of perfect justice to turn a blind eye to our moral failures? While God is a God of love, He is also a God of justice and cannot ignore these violations. Acts of moral evil are deserving of punishment (death), and no amount of good works we do can negate those acts. That’s bad news for you and me! But Christianity offers a solution, and hope.

While God’s justice demands punishment for sin, His infinite love desires mercy. This presents a problem: How can God pardon us of our moral crimes without sacrificing His justice? Someone needs to pay for the crimes we’ve committed against God. If not us, then who? This is where Jesus comes in. To meet His own demand for justice, God took up a human existence in the person of Jesus Christ, and personally suffered the penalty for sin—death—on our behalf; the innocent suffering on behalf of the guilty. He took on Himself the punishment that was rightly ours, and in exchange gives us the righteousness that is rightly His—if we will entrust our lives to Him. No one else has done this for us. This is why we must trust exclusively in Christ if we wish to receive forgiveness. And this is why Christians proclaim your need for Jesus.

God has offered us a solution to our moral problem, but on His terms, not ours. So now you have a choice. If you accept what Christ did for you, trusting in His good works to save you rather than your own, then God will consider your moral debt as paid in full. If you reject Christ, however, you will be rejecting the only solution to your guilt, and consequently must pay for your own crimes. If you choose to stand before God based on the merits and demerits of your own works, surely you will face the judgment of God. But if you choose to stand before God based on the merits of Christ’s work, however, you can expect mercy and grace.

So do you need Jesus? If you are morally perfect, no. But if you are like us, the answer is an emphatic yes. What will you say to Christ, then? How will you respond to what He has done for you? The choice is simple; the choice is yours.

[darkdevasofdestruction]

An Angel and A Demon ~ Pyramid Head x Reader

Update 2: My laptop restarted when I was in the middle of writing this, and trust me when I say it, I am positively pissed off, and I want to end my days, that's how bad of a day this was.

And I didn't leave the house.

That says a lot about today...

Update 1: But, without further ado, I was half-way writing this story, and I received this ask, and let me tell you...

helloooo, i absolutely adored the fanfics you wrote about kazan and danny🥺 could i request one where pyramid head is just really whipped for and in love with the survivor! reader but he doesnt know how to announce it to them so he brings her random ,,gifts" in and outside the trials and protecting her bc well, im pretty sure he cant speak so he doesnt really have any other options on how to express his feelings??

I live for it.

Bless you for sending me this, it's the reason I'm still sane right now.

I love you, baby-cakes.

Update 3: I want to kill myself so bad. Just smash my head on a wall until it explodes or sth. I was so happy with how this imagine turned out, only fuck fucking tumblr to just fucking delete EVERYTHING just as I was about to put the last gif and hit POST NOW.

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For the 5th time writing this :

FUCKMEDADDY - but this time - FUCKMYBRAINSOUTPLEASEIWANNADIE

Thanks.

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Hell - What was that place, anyway?

Some would describe it as an infinite ocean of flames and lava, where it's eternally melting-hot, and a bunch of hooved, horned, tailed red demons torture you with acid, with their red pitch forks, or boil you alive in their cauldron for soup. Or maybe you just get tortured by Stalin, who knows?

But never would have anyone thought that 'Hell' could look so...Normal. Well, normal in a very demolished, desolate, ravished way, but still...Normal, by human standards. Albeit, the never-ending loop of madness, anguish, agony and desperation of getting killed in different gruesome ways or fleeing for their lives and feeling a myriad of emotions pumping adrenaline through their veins so badly that their anxiety-meter skyrocketed to abnormal levels.

All this darkness, this hatred, this...Everything...It changed all the survivors. They became selfish, stubborn, rude, some even went as far as to sacrifice their fellow survivors in trials, just so they could survive. It was a complete mayhem that defied all kinds of reason, normality, morality or even ethics. Everyone became devoid of any laws that used to bind them to their humane sides, and now, you weren't sure if the killers were saner than the survivors or not.

But even in this abyss where you couldn't even see your hand in front of your very eyes, there was a little star - A beautiful angel radiating brightness and warmth, someone who was somehow able to guide everyone's straying souls with her benevolence.

In reality, she was merely a survivor, not the little lantern from an angler fish's head, but she treated everyone with such an untainted kindness...It was beautiful, and yet, unrequited for most parts. Everyone was still putting their own lives above all - And who could condemn them? - Perhaps their cowardice, for the girl preferred to save her fellow survivors as much as possible, even if that oftentimes assured her place on the hook, to be a sacrificial lamb for the Entity.

On the other hand, she rarely ended up on the hook - Most killers prefer to kill her themselves, instead of letting her become pray for the horrible Entity who tortured so many of them for refusing to cooperate - The Trapper, Evan MacMillan - He knew the best, with those hooks digging into his flesh, impossible to extract. He was the first to protect this girl. It wasn't much, but if he had to, he'd rather give her a swift, painless death, than seeing her without that serene, angelic smile on her face, as the Entity feeds on the last bits of her soul's beauty, the last parts of her humanity.

The other Killers were confused at the Trapper's actions, but little by little, they began to understand why this girl was so precious and special - And this domino effect hit Rin Yamaoka next, with Y/N stopping in the middle of a chase and taking off her jacket, just as Rin was about to butcher her with her katana, and she smiled, extending it to her. 'You must be cold' she said, realising that the Spirit was merely wearing a few bandages, not even her school uniform, or her kimono.

The ghost girl was shaken up by this, and told the others at the killer camp, but they just shrugged it off - Rin was a little girl who faced close to no kindness, they weren't surprised she was so taken aback by such a feat. That is, until Adiris, in a particularly terrible day, when everyone at the camp was staying away from her, as her profane censer wasn't able to cover the stench of rotting flesh - Y/N came over, taking out a small yet elegant glass bottle with pink liquid on it, spraying some on her - And now, The Plague smelled of roses and vanilla - 'You can come to me for perfume whenever you want, I always carry some with me!' she grinned at the Babylonian High Priestess, before leaving back to the survivor's camp site, leaving the ancient God symbol to stare with her mouth agape at the girl.

These words began to spread, and it was no surprise when the killers saw Susie clinging and begging her Legion friends to spare Y/N, for she was there to hug away her worries more than once, to tell her sweet words, to play with her hair and play the guitar whatever songs she wanted to hear, to get reminded of her home - She was so home sick that she freaked out, but now she was better, thanks to Y/N - 'I know you miss home, but sometimes, home is where your best friends are, and all three of them are here!' she tried to encourage the cute pink-haired girl who could only squeal and hug her new friend.

Even Ghostface wasn't exempt from falling to her charms, and they would often take silly selfies and mess around, making fun of the old horror movie tropes and doing lots of puns and pranks - So much that she even got his trust to be told about the Danny/Jed thing, and how he began his killer profession - 'You're a very talented photographer, Danny! You deserved all that recognition you got, both as a journalist, and as a killer!'

And very soon, Y/N found herself in the crushing arms of an overprotective Anna, humming her mother's lullaby together with walking through the forest, Y/N making flower crows for all the female killers at the camp site, and little by little, she somehow managed to worm her way under everyone's skins.

Y/N was the survivor with the highest survivability percentage, and maybe the Entity sometimes got pissed off, but at least she still got killed sometimes, so who cares? Well, that was soon to change as soon as a new Killer was added to this sick game - Pyramid Head, the terror of Silent Hill, as Cheryl, the new Survivor, called him - or The Executioner, as he was known now. He was ruthless, merciless, grotesque - He had his own criteria of killing, his own moral compass, ethics, conscience and understanding of the concept of life and death. Nothing that could compare to the visions of humans, clearly - Everything was gravitating around Divine Retribution and Justice, but the from the outside, he was nothing but a killing machine.

He would kill everyone and anyone that crosses his path, without fail.

Y/N felt like her fortune ended completely the second she found herself in the new, overly cramped map, with Pyramid Head as the killer - She couldn't help but run around like a spazzic meerkat, trying to find and fix as many generators as possible, without having to get face to face with the walking hazard...

Only to run past a stuck Pyramid Head.

Slowly backtracing her steps, she saw the mountain of a man with his metal pyramid stuck in the frames a low window which he tried to walk over. He was trashing like a raged bull trying to attack a matador, but it was clear he was getting nowhere with this.

"H-Hey, u-uhm...Need some help?" she asked in a soft, careful voice, almost like a meek cat trying to test the waters, but in return, he started groaning even louder from the wrath he wanted to unleash upon the whole world. "Okay, uhm...I think I saw a can of vaseline in one of the chests around. I'll go fetch it and I'll come back for you. Don't move." she said, only to then realise how horrible that sounded, considering the situation, and it only seemed to anger the killer. "...I'm sorry, ignore me, I'm an idiot." she slapped herself pretty harshly before bolting out of there trying to find the chest.

However, Y/N cursed herself for not having perfectly memorised the whole map by heart already, since she found the vaseline can after the 3rd chest, and then, it took quite a while to find the bloody window that got the killer stuck - And by the time she got there, she was dead tired. "Okay, I'm here, I found the vaseline! Let's try to get you out of here." Y/N muttered as she put her feet on the low window pane to get to his level. "If it's not too much trouble, could you please hold onto me? I can't balance myself with both hands occupied, and I'd rather not fall." she explained as she opened the vaseline can, only to shiver as she felt two big, strong hands getting a firm grip on her hips. It was almost...Endearing, were she not too busy trying to get the killer unstuck. She kept massaging the metal edge, trying to push and pull, also praying to whatever deity that existed in her human world that she had her tetanus shot done on time - Until finally, she was able to get hear a loud screech, like a pop, and the killer got unstuck, and in the process, he stumbled backwards, while Y/N fell down on her butt.

"Ouchie..." she muttered, rubbing her back and sides to take away the pain surging through her body. "Are you okay?" she asked, almost intuitively, without realising it at first, until she heart a low grunt that brought her back to reality. "O-Oh...! You have glass shards stuck in your side! And you're bleeding too! Hold up, let me help." she hurried to his side, while the killer merely stiffened, feeling her delicate, slender fingers tracing his body, while he heaved and slouched his shoulders from the repressed wrath. "It may sting a bit, and I'm really sorry, but I promise it will be better soon." her voice was so motherly and warm, which also resonated in her actions, as she gingerly took a water bottle and imbued some tissues with it, to wipe away the blood smearing down his skin as she extracted the glass shards, and then..."This is grandma's marigold ointment. It's really good, and it smells nice." she explained as she carefully smeared a thick layer of the yellow ointment on the biggest wounds, while the little ones were covered by smiley-flower patterned plasters. They were cute, and colourful, and they never failed to make her smile. "Okay, there we go, all better! I hope you'll feel better very soon!" her voice got a tiny bit more cheerful and upbeat.

It made the Killer think about a trillion things, as he stepped in front of her, towering over her like the Empire states building next to a smiling pomeranian. What was with this girl? Why did she help a killer? And why did he feel so...Warm inside? He could sense a foreign kind of luminosity, a naivite and innocence that he only witnessed in children and animals. This woman in front of him was untainted by the darkness and evil of the world.

It didn't matter how many hardships she's been through, or how much sadness she had to endure - Her soul remained as pure as any snowdrop, as the first snow of winter, as the fleece of a baby lamb who let out its first 'meeeeh' to its mamma sheep.

He couldn't allow this human to be maimed in any way - Not by the world, not by the Entity, and certainly not by him. - Screw the Entity, Pyramind Head kills by his own rules, and now, he was blessed to be faced with a human who bore no real hatred for her peers, or for the world, despite the horrible situation she was thrown into.

He didn't understand, obviously, especially as he remembered the myriad of abominations that lurked through Silent Hill, all of them created by the torment of humans - The very torment that distorted their own reality, which resulted in him needing to solve the purpose as The Executioner - Eradicating the world of all evil.

"Th-This sword is so heavy...H-How can you carry this around like that...?! Your muscles must be so strained and sore...Y-You really need a massage, I'm sure." she stuttered as she tried to lift the much taller and heavier sword from the ground, only for the brute to simply bend and pick it up with extreme ease, putting the girl to shame with her complete lack of strength. "Hehe...You're really strong. I'm embarrassed now." she chuckled softly, scratching the back of her neck.

Before she could leave or do anything else, Pyramid Head picked her up by the throat, careful not to hurt her or restrict her air intake - I mean, how else was he supposed to carry her so he wouldn't hurt her with his metal head or sword? - and it was pretty clear she didn't feel any malevolence from him, as she clinged on his forearm, trying to keep herself up, only to be dumped on top of the hatch, as the killer pointed towards it, so she would leave.

"O-Oh...! Thank you so much! You're really kind! I really appreciate this...I-I know it probably doesn't matter much to you, since you'll be doing this over and over again with all the survivors...But I really appreciate you for your kind gesture, and I appreciate you for being so nice with me. Thank you. Take care!" her dazzling smile lit the whole place up, but he couldn't talk, nor could he tell her how he should be the one thanking her for showing him that, despite the hundreds and thousands of years he had to roam the 'Earth' and execute the injust, miracles still existed.

As soon as she reached the survivor's camp, everyone cheered for her, asking how in the world could she have escaped the wrath of the butcher. "Oh, but he wasn't that bad. In fact, he's much more humane than I anticipated! I think he has a beautiful, blooming heart!" okay, she's lost it - the other survivors thought - but even so, she's always been a bit...Out of it, so who cares?

It took quite a while for the other three survivors to reach the camp, all bloody, in fact, like the new killer, who dragged himself with the same menace to the Killers' camp. "How the hell did you manage to survive?!" they yelled at her in utter shock, seeing that she got out of there unscratched. "Oh, you see...I found the hatch." she shrugged simply, not wanting to give away that the person who massacred those three was a soft one and he basically threw her down the hatch to her safety.

As she took a twig to roast a marshmallows, she noticed how Pyramid Head was standing much farther away from the rest of the killers - She knew that silent killers were bound to stay away from the more obnoxious one, remembering how Michael Myers almost killed Ghostface and The Legion at least a dozen times - But this time...He seemed kinda...Lonely? So Y/N took the matters into her own hands, roasted another marshmallow in another twig, and when it was done, she went to the killer's camp, calling out the lonely one's name - She has no idea why, but he actually followed her, pushing her further deep into the forest, until he was sure nobody was going to hear, see or interrupt them...

"Hey. You seemed pretty lonely out there...I thought you could use a friend. Thank you again for what you did at the trial...Here, this is a marshmallow. I don't think you've had many before...Cheryl told me of that horrible place you had to live in...So I hope this will make your day a bit better!" Y/N extended one of her hands towards him, so he could take the marshmallow - And a long, black tongue erupted from underneath the pyramid, snatching away the fluffy marshmallow and gulping it in one go.

What the hell was he turning into?

A towering man built of pure muscle, wrath and divine justice, with a pyramid representing the evil of humanity burdening his body, and a sword taller and heavier than the average human being constantly dragged in one of his hand...He now was a slave to a cute, innocent girl who was putting flower plasters on his minuscule wounds that would heal in a heartbeat regardless - He saved this girl who was now offering his these soft, squishy things that tasted overly sugarly, just like her upbeat and cheerful personality - If he could eat her, he was sure she would taste even sweeter than this - A sickish kind of sweet, that is.

She was indeed a beautiful angel in this tragic hell. But he didn't wait to snatch the second marshmallow either.

"Ah...! You liked it, didn't you? Well...Next time, I promise I'll give you more!" she grinned at him the same way a princess would to her chivalrous knight who saved her. The since he couldn't talk, silence took over them - It wasn't an uncomfortable one, per se, but it made it feel as if the conversation was over. "W-Well...I'll guess I'll see you around! Take care and I hope to see you again soon!" she waved cutely, trying to turn around back to her camp, only to feel a rough hand on her shoulder, turning her around and urging her to stop and wait for him and he went deep into the forest, leaving her alone and undefended by the potential malevolent forces of the forest.

When he returned, however, he stepped right in front of her, creating the perfect shade as he towered over her - Then he kneeled in front of her, so he would reach her eye sight, then he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and put a beautiful pink flower - As pink as the blush that started creeping on her face - He wanted to see her luminous face better, to highlight her dazzling smile and her glimmering eyes as the warm, silver light of the mother moon caressed her face.

Y/N felt her heart picking up the pace - It was beating so much faster than ever before - But this time, it wasn't out of fear or anything negative...It was something good. Something she never felt in her life, especially with her human acquaintances from back home. None was as chivalrous and gentle with her as this butcher of tormented souls - The bringer of justice, the merciless Executioner who was supposed to end the life of every living being that would cross his path.

It was insane how every Yin finds its Yang, even if that comes in the form of a little lamb of a small, frail girl, and a huge abomination of a brute man who knows nothing but death, bloodshed and carnage. It was truly crazy how opposites attract, and here she was, holding the killers large hands and gingerly putting them on her face, leaning into his touch - She felt safer now than ever in her life - Now, in the arms of an ancient killer.

An Angel and A Demon brought together in a perfect union.

As she leaned down, she touched the metal of the pyramid where she anticipated his forehead would be with her own forehead, and closing her eyes, she finally felt herself calming down. There was no need for words, actions spoke louder than anything, and she appreciated it...She appreciated him.

"Thank you." she whispered to him, knowing that yes, even though nobody else would hear it anyway, it was much more intimate than anything she ever experienced.

She was hooked.

Hope you liked my completely shameless pun, I couldn't stop it, especially after the pain I went through trying to write this...3 freaking times.

Yay.

[kylandara]

Quora Time: Do you think GRRM is surprised at how bitter some fans are about Daenerys' end?

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Kelsey as usual.... bit of a long read, as I also add in two comments people leave and what was her response

Said it before, I’ll say it again: If Daenerys wasn’t incredibly popular, there’s no way that GRRM could use her as a vehicle to make this particular point. Where people erred was in relying on her popularity to guess her outcome — if she’s popular, she must get a happy ending, right? — and not seeing it for what it was — an attempt to answer a question I know probably everyone has asked: How do cult-of-personality despots gain such massive followings?

The bitterness is baked in. I’m sure plenty of dictator-admirers were bitter when their idols crumbled away or were overthrown or revealed for what they truly were or whatever. If people weren’t bitter, the experiment would have failed.

So no, I don’t think GRRM is surprised by the bitterness (and he’d also surely know that at least some bitterness is rooted in the storytelling quality and not the ending itself). What I think might surprise him — and hey, I’m not in his head — is people’s denial regarding Dany’s final intended trajectory and a refusal to look inward to see what it was about her that got them hooked. You might say he did his job with her a little too well. Instead of thoughtful introspection, the result is, “Nah nah nah I can’t hear you, it isn’t actually supposed to be like this, Dany’s actually gonna get a happy ending because I said so!” People use the show’s shitty quality as a crutch to avoid a rather unpleasant reality; that might surprise him, that people so adamantly refuse to believe that the ending (its overall tone and outcome, anyway, if not the process toward it) is actually the ending.

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I am also adding in two comments she replies to which are fascinating.

Comment 1: The first part is rather unfair. ‘Dictatorship’ in a pre-modern agricultural society is very different to what we suppose is a tyrant today. A king with supreme power did not exist within the same context as such a person in a fully nationalized society.

There is no historical favor done by comparing Louis XIII to Saddam Hussein. Both consolidated power and crushed the aristocracy for ultimate power, but they are not the same. Governing in a disconnected society with minimal ability to project power and where 90% of people live on a subsistence level does not garner the same cost.

Using contemporary associations of a “dictator” to color Daenerys as a tyrant for wanting ultimate power is simply a false assumption and does nothing to comment on the danger of Messianic figures. Augustus was considered divine, but how else does a leader entrench their support without mass media, broadcasting, or literature (most people are illiterate)? The Chinese emperors thought they had a divine mandate, that does not make them the same as Kim Jong-Un.

Daenerys having a hunger for power or wanting to crush the land-owners under her own authority is not Stalinism, we are considering a very different time with very different standards

ANSWER:

The setting may be in a pre-modern time, but the people reading the material are modern and have sensibilities to match. That’s why something like Dany abolishing slavery draws such support; would you argue that that should only be appraised in a purely historical context?

That’s the double standard I see people use quite often with Dany: When she does something moral in a mostly modern sense, it’s great and she should be commended. When she does something immoral in a mostly modern sense, she’s a product of her time and shouldn’t be judged for it in modern terms. I have no particular beef with the “Dany’s just doing what Augustus did, back off” argument, except that it isn’t applied consistently or evenly, in my experience. Mostly I see people use it as an excuse to mitigate her culpability or accountability or flaws. Nor do I see similar arguments used to excuse the brutality of more obviously villainous people like Tywin or Ramsay or Gregor. Gregor and the Brave Companions didn’t do much that the historical Free Companies didn’t or wouldn’t have, but I’ve never seen anyone make that point as a way to wave off criticism of their actions. (Nor do I think it’d play well if anyone did.)

I’d also argue that Dany as a character has quite a lot in common with generic 20th-century dictators in terms of her trajectory and methods, despite her being placed in a medieval setting. To me it’s a very basic concept of, “Don’t root for a tyrant just because you might agree with them politically or find them personally likable.” You may disagree; that’s your prerogative. But a story that has nothing to say to modern audiences about how they perceive morality, leadership, authoritarianism, etc., is … useless, isn’t it? Dany’s not a historical figure; she’s fictional. There’s no reason she can’t also be used as a morality play for a modern audience. If there’s nothing for modern audiences here in terms of analysis, what are we even doing?

(I also don’t see Augustus, the Yongle Emperor or Louis XIV defended with the frankly frightening at times intensity that Daenerys is. If the point is that she isn’t the focus of a cult of personality, insofar as it’s possible for a fictional character, then some of her fans never got that memo. If anyone’s ever gotten rape threats writing about Augustus on Quora, it’s news to me.)

“Augustus was considered divine”

Ah, but how many people actually believed that he was divine, and how many people went along with it for the cause of political expediency? (I’m noting the passive voice, here.) Caligula supposedly rewarded the guy who claimed to see Julia Drusilla ascending to heaven as a goddess — did the guy actually see this, or recognize an easy payday?

How much do we really know what Joe Pleb thought of Augustus? Or about Louis XIV, or Genghis Khan, Alexander the Great and so on? Caesar’s campaign in Gaul may have killed and enslaved millions — did anyone ask those people what they thought of him? When making the “historical figures played by different rules” argument, aren’t we relying on historical analysis and documents that come down on the side of power, i.e. what the king/emperor and his retainers say and do will be recorded, not so much for everyone else? Wouldn’t that surviving documentation be more likely to put the autocrat in the best possible light (because it was written by people who worked for said autocrat, or the autocrat himself)? Is there that big of a difference between historical tyrants and more modern ones, or is it a matter of documentation, bias in the surviving record, and who does or doesn’t have newsreel footage? If Saddam Hussein lived in the 13th century and most of what you knew about him came from a history book based on Baghdad court documents and letters, would you evaluate him in the same way? You mention a lack of mass media, broadcasting, etc. — that goes both ways. Nor do I think that “Augustus could get away with it, Saddam couldn’t” makes any difference in the morality of what they did or whether we should or shouldn’t now approve of what they did. It means just that — one got away with it, the other didn’t — no more, no less (and I think a big part of the problem is the Great Men approach to history, but that’s for another day).

Comment 2:

If what you're saying is actually GRRM's intention, I'd hate him for it. Save yourself reminding me that George can write what he wants. I know that. And I can hate who and what I want.

Rather, the question was aimed at whether GRRM is surprised that some fans find a story in which Dany is the bad guy is completely unacceptable. That someone is only a fan of ASoIaF as long as Dany is the heroine. The character that exists in the mind of the reader is more real to them than what the author actually has in his mind. If the difference is too big, then at some point the reader realizes that the story he was a fan of actually doesn't exist and turns away bitterly.

GRRM's idol is Tolkien and his declared goal is to give the end of ASoIaF the same "tone" as LotR. Assuming GRRM intends what you say, my judgment is that he failed. Tolkien did not end any of his heroes as bitterly as Daenerys and therefore no reader of LotR is as unhappy as the Dany-focused readers of ASoiF.

Answer:

I think couching it in terms of “unacceptable” or not misses the point and is useless as far as discourse. There will ALWAYS be SOMEONE for whom the story was “unacceptable,” no matter how it ended. SOMEONE was always going to be disappointed, maybe severely so. You seem to be arguing that Daenerys fans have the monopoly — God knows why — on getting the ending that they want. To which I’d reply, bullshit, for multiple reasons. This isn’t fan service based on a character’s popularity, and Dany having a happy ending misses the point of her arc.

I also don’t see how it’s GRRM’s problem that certain people misled themselves into thinking or misinterpreted the story to mean that Daenerys was the sole center of gravity and ultimate final hero. You thought you were reading The Daenerys Targaryen Story, and you weren’t, and, what, that’s GRRM’s fault? He should have foreseen that a subset of fans would have a frankly unhealthy-as-fuck fixation on Dany, to the point where it affects their mental and emotional well-being (seriously, therapy), and thrown out his own road map just to keep them happy?

The sense of self-entitlement is mind-blowing. “Wah, give me the ending I want or I’ll toss my toys out of the pram!” Do you have any idea how you look with this? It’s embarrassing, or it should be.

And, yes, GRRM admires Tolkien. That doesn’t mean he set out to recreate LOTR from whole cloth or just update the same basic story to make it gritty. He’s been pretty open about his issues with it (e.g. Gandalf’s resurrection). One area of critique was the “Aragorn tax problem,” i.e. we don’t really know what Aragorn did on an administrative level as a ruler after he became king. That’s part of what ASOIAF is looking at — winning the throne is the easy part, and it’s the beginning, not the end. GRRM seems very interested in how people do as “bean counters,” doing the boring stuff, which is actually the bulk of what governing really is. It’s not glamorous or high-profile, and it’s boring, but that’s the work. And Dany sucks at it. It’s not just that she’s a tyrant; even if she weren’t, she wouldn’t be cut out, in terms of skill set, to actually govern a place in the long term after she’d conquered it. That’s also the point: Being a good conqueror doesn’t make you a good governor, and if you can’t govern, you’re not going to be queen.

Comment Again from same person

That's all well and good, but then George is lying to himself when he talks about trying to achieve the same "tone" as the LotR end. Because he can't do this and at the same time set his little trap with Dany. One excludes the other.

Answer:

Fair enough, but as you say, that’s your judgment, which is pertinent to you and only you. (For one thing, not everyone would agree that GRRM would miss LOTR’s tone entirely based on what he did with one single character.) And he might have set “his little trap,” but you walked into it all on your own. At some point, you maybe need to accept your own free will and accountability and stop blaming the author. He didn’t force you to root for Dany at knifepoint.

[ifandomus]

Did the writers of TFATWS ever realize that they wrote the GRC as essentially committing genocide? The GRC are treated like they're meant to be the lesser evil to the Flag-Smashers, but what they're doing amounts to an ethnic cleansing on a scale that dictators like Hitler and Stalin could only dream of.

Thank you for the ask!! (Sorry that it took so long)

Yes and that is quite disturbing

Here is a quote from a news anchor in episode 5:

‘In New York, where the GRC is voting on the controversial Patch Act, which would move upwards of 20 million refugees back home to their countries of origin.’

Upwards of 20 million people!!

There is just absolutely no way that this would not have killed millions of people. Especially considering the extreme lack of resources.

The Flag smashers fall into the same category as Killmonger, entirely right in their motives but bad in their methods. However when you compare the Flag smashers did and was going to do to what the GRC was doing… Well, it becomes quite clear who was going to hurt and kill the most people here.

And at least the flag smashers usually only tried to target people who were actually responsible. The GRC targeted innocent people including children without caring. They also had others do their dirty work for them while the Flag smasher did it themselves.

I think that the reason for why they didnt bring more attention to this is one of or a combination of 3 reasons;

This series had a problem with too many plotlines but too little time. And the GRC and flagsmasher plotline was one of the worst set up. Especially since they didnt have any previous content that the viewers could draw from. The only other character that was in the same situation was John Walker, but somehow he got some of the better writing in the series (that doesnt mean that I like him, it just means that I think the writing was good)

It falls into the ‘we want to criticize the government, but not too much’ which is really common in the MCU. Civil war (and the global consequences) of that is one of the clearest examples of this.

The writers didnt actually realise any of this

I honestly dont know which one of them is more likely here

[dasha-aibo]

Why do people get so mad when someone compares Putin to Hitler? Granted I don't know too much about him but at least one similarity is that Hitler used people of german ethnicity in a neighbouring country as reasoning for why he should annex them which wasn't that one of Putins stated reasons, the russians in the Ukraine?

To be fair, Stalin used the same pretext to invade Finland

But it is correct and morally good to compare Stalin to Hitler, so eh

[leporellian]

a starless clan predictions/thoughts

ok now that we know the first 2 book blurbs and frostpaw's personality i'm gonna shoot for predictions. note that given how batshit the erins can be i'm essentially shooting a bullet into lake michigan and hoping i hit a fish but here we go

- frost-as is going to carry this arc. i love her sm <333 can't wait for them to throw her through the fucking gutter

- anyway i think mistystar reedwhisker and mothwing will all die. we know this. we can all just feel it. but i think the operant here is How, and my vote for How is that there's some kind of illness running through riverclan. purpose of this will be to a) get rid of some bg characters the erins had no use for and b) the erins Know we all expected rabies arc with the last set of books.

- although can we all be so fucking glad there was no rabies pandemic arc in the last arc given current events. bullet dodge of the century.

- i totally think mothwing would resent frostpaw a little bit or at least be deeply concerned for her future. until moth dies. anyway

- n e way i think they'll also maybe use the illness to curb down another leader who hasn't lost many lives yet? not bramblestar though because he's the erins' little pet unfortunately

- fidgetflake will train frostpaw after moth's death but he probably will only be like, a mid-tier mentor. this is also how we'll get a look at skyclan bc god forbid we leave them alone for like 5 mins

- not that i'm complaining they're fun. i hope rootspring stays tf away because we all know he's going to just be the 'my dead gf' guy

- HUGELY LOOKING FORWARD TO FROSTPAW SHADOWSIGHT BOND.... i can FEEL shadowsight will still have some kinda involvement but he'll take a backseat ofc compared to tbc

- anyway frostpaw is totally going to be in a runningnose situation and its great they're gonna wreck this child's psyche so hard

- flamepaw. hm.

- i ONLY care abt him if they don't pull an alderheart and instead make him... sort of an antihero dequilent type? would be mad cool if they remembered he looks more like scourge than firestar and did something with that.

- if they made him the outright villain that would be kickass but they won't. bets its gonna be a riverclan rando or some rogue. i'd be interested if it was a riverclan rando at least, or even if there were multiple villains ala the tigerstar-brokenstar duumvirate from tpb

- or even a civil war scenario like mudclaw... cats vying for power... maybe one or two cats who are either 'genuinely wants the best for clan but isn't going about it the right way' mudclaw-style or Straight Up Classic Villain and are trying to remove frostpaw from power... or a belief divide in riverclan...

- WAIT I GOT IT. THE DEATH OF STALIN WITH CATS. YESSSSSS.

- also side note but i hope curlfeather is like 100% soccer mom energy

- i literally can't find it in me to care abt sunbeam i know she is our first true background character protag but like... why would i care. erins what is the pitch here.

- i hope they never acknowledge needletail is her half-sister or whatever because i'm sorry that would set up a boring plot and the sooner we forget most of avos the better

- oh well if flamepaw and sunbeam suck ass at least frostpaw is shaping up to be a character of all time

[itadoryryoken]

pyramid head x soft reader

Some would describe it as an infinite ocean of flames and lava, where it’s eternally melting-hot, and a bunch of hooved, horned, tailed red demons torture you with acid, with their red pitch forks, or boil you alive in their cauldron for soup. Or maybe you just get tortured by Stalin, who knows?

But never would have anyone thought that ‘Hell’ could look so…Normal. Well, normal in a very demolished, desolate, ravished way, but still…Normal, by human standards. Albeit, the never-ending loop of madness, anguish, agony and desperation of getting killed in different gruesome ways or fleeing for their lives and feeling a myriad of emotions pumping adrenaline through their veins so badly that their anxiety-meter skyrocketed to abnormal levels.

All this darkness, this hatred, this…Everything…It changed all the survivors. They became selfish, stubborn, rude, some even went as far as to sacrifice their fellow survivors in trials, just so they could survive. It was a complete mayhem that defied all kinds of reason, normality, morality or even ethics. Everyone became devoid of any laws that used to bind them to their humane sides, and now, you weren’t sure if the killers were saner than the survivors or not.

But even in this abyss where you couldn’t even see your hand in front of your very eyes, there was a little star - A beautiful angel radiating brightness and warmth, someone who was somehow able to guide everyone’s straying souls with her benevolence.

In reality, she was merely a survivor, not the little lantern from an angler fish’s head, but she treated everyone with such an untainted kindness…It was beautiful, and yet, unrequited for most parts. Everyone was still putting their own lives above all - And who could condemn them? - Perhaps their cowardice, for the girl preferred to save her fellow survivors as much as possible, even if that oftentimes assured her place on the hook, to be a sacrificial lamb for the Entity.

On the other hand, she rarely ended up on the hook - Most killers prefer to kill her themselves, instead of letting her become pray for the horrible Entity who tortured so many of them for refusing to cooperate - The Trapper, Evan MacMillan - He knew the best, with those hooks digging into his flesh, impossible to extract. He was the first to protect this girl. It wasn’t much, but if he had to, he’d rather give her a swift, painless death, than seeing her without that serene, angelic smile on her face, as the Entity feeds on the last bits of her soul’s beauty, the last parts of her humanity.

The other Killers were confused at the Trapper’s actions, but little by little, they began to understand why this girl was so precious and special - And this domino effect hit Rin Yamaoka next, with Y/N stopping in the middle of a chase and taking off her jacket, just as Rin was about to butcher her with her katana, and she smiled, extending it to her. 'You must be cold’ she said, realising that the Spirit was merely wearing a few bandages, not even her school uniform, or her kimono.

The ghost girl was shaken up by this, and told the others at the killer camp, but they just shrugged it off - Rin was a little girl who faced close to no kindness, they weren’t surprised she was so taken aback by such a feat. That is, until Adiris, in a particularly terrible day, when everyone at the camp was staying away from her, as her profane censer wasn’t able to cover the stench of rotting flesh - Y/N came over, taking out a small yet elegant glass bottle with pink liquid on it, spraying some on her - And now, The Plague smelled of roses and vanilla - 'You can come to me for perfume whenever you want, I always carry some with me!’ she grinned at the Babylonian High Priestess, before leaving back to the survivor’s camp site, leaving the ancient God symbol to stare with her mouth agape at the girl.

These words began to spread, and it was no surprise when the killers saw Susie clinging and begging her Legion friends to spare Y/N, for she was there to hug away her worries more than once, to tell her sweet words, to play with her hair and play the guitar whatever songs she wanted to hear, to get reminded of her home - She was so home sick that she freaked out, but now she was better, thanks to Y/N - 'I know you miss home, but sometimes, home is where your best friends are, and all three of them are here!’she tried to encourage the cute pink-haired girl who could only squeal and hug her new friend.

Even Ghostface wasn’t exempt from falling to her charms, and they would often take silly selfies and mess around, making fun of the old horror movie tropes and doing lots of puns and pranks - So much that she even got his trust to be told about the Danny/Jed thing, and how he began his killer profession - 'You’re a very talented photographer, Danny! You deserved all that recognition you got, both as a journalist, and as a killer!’

And very soon, Y/N found herself in the crushing arms of an overprotective Anna, humming her mother’s lullaby together with walking through the forest, Y/N making flower crows for all the female killers at the camp site, and little by little, she somehow managed to worm her way under everyone’s skins.

Y/N was the survivor with the highest survivability percentage, and maybe the Entity sometimes got pissed off, but at least she still got killed sometimes, so who cares? Well, that was soon to change as soon as a new Killer was added to this sick game - Pyramid Head, the terror of Silent Hill, as Cheryl, the new Survivor, called him - or The Executioner, as he was known now. He was ruthless, merciless, grotesque - He had his own criteria of killing, his own moral compass, ethics, conscience and understanding of the concept of life and death. Nothing that could compare to the visions of humans, clearly - Everything was gravitating around Divine Retribution and Justice, but the from the outside, he was nothing but a killing machine.

He would kill everyone and anyone that crosses his path, without fail.

Y/N felt like her fortune ended completely the second she found herself in the new, overly cramped map, with Pyramid Head as the killer - She couldn’t help but run around like a spazzic meerkat, trying to find and fix as many generators as possible, without having to get face to face with the walking hazard…

Only to run past a stuck Pyramid Head.

Slowly backtracing her steps, she saw the mountain of a man with his metal pyramid stuck in the frames a low window which he tried to walk over. He was trashing like a raged bull trying to attack a matador, but it was clear he was getting nowhere with this.

“H-Hey, u-uhm…Need some help?” she asked in a soft, careful voice, almost like a meek cat trying to test the waters, but in return, he started groaning even louder from the wrath he wanted to unleash upon the whole world. “Okay, uhm…I think I saw a can of vaseline in one of the chests around. I’ll go fetch it and I’ll come back for you. Don’t move.” she said, only to then realise how horrible that sounded, considering the situation, and it only seemed to anger the killer. “…I’m sorry, ignore me, I’m an idiot.”she slapped herself pretty harshly before bolting out of there trying to find the chest.

However, Y/N cursed herself for not having perfectly memorised the whole map by heart already, since she found the vaseline can after the 3rd chest, and then, it took quite a while to find the bloody window that got the killer stuck - And by the time she got there, she was dead tired. “Okay, I’m here, I found the vaseline! Let’s try to get you out of here.” Y/N muttered as she put her feet on the low window pane to get to his level. “If it’s not too much trouble, could you please hold onto me? I can’t balance myself with both hands occupied, and I’d rather not fall.” she explained as she opened the vaseline can, only to shiver as she felt two big, strong hands getting a firm grip on her hips. It was almost…Endearing, were she not too busy trying to get the killer unstuck. She kept massaging the metal edge, trying to push and pull, also praying to whatever deity that existed in her human world that she had her tetanus shot done on time - Until finally, she was able to get hear a loud screech, like a pop, and the killer got unstuck, and in the process, he stumbled backwards, while Y/N fell down on her butt.

“Ouchie…” she muttered, rubbing her back and sides to take away the pain surging through her body. “Are you okay?” she asked, almost intuitively, without realising it at first, until she heart a low grunt that brought her back to reality. “O-Oh…! You have glass shards stuck in your side! And you’re bleeding too! Hold up, let me help.” she hurried to his side, while the killer merely stiffened, feeling her delicate, slender fingers tracing his body, while he heaved and slouched his shoulders from the repressed wrath. “It may sting a bit, and I’m really sorry, but I promise it will be better soon.” her voice was so motherly and warm, which also resonated in her actions, as she gingerly took a water bottle and imbued some tissues with it, to wipe away the blood smearing down his skin as she extracted the glass shards, and then…“This is grandma’s marigold ointment. It’s really good, and it smells nice.” she explained as she carefully smeared a thick layer of the yellow ointment on the biggest wounds, while the little ones were covered by smiley-flower patterned plasters. They were cute, and colourful, and they never failed to make her smile. “Okay, there we go, all better! I hope you’ll feel better very soon!” her voice got a tiny bit more cheerful and upbeat.

It made the Killer think about a trillion things, as he stepped in front of her, towering over her like the Empire states building next to a smiling pomeranian. What was with this girl? Why did she help a killer? And why did he feel so…Warm inside? He could sense a foreign kind of luminosity, a naivite and innocence that he only witnessed in children and animals. This woman in front of him was untainted by the darkness and evil of the world.

It didn’t matter how many hardships she’s been through, or how much sadness she had to endure - Her soul remained as pure as any snowdrop, as the first snow of winter, as the fleece of a baby lamb who let out its first 'meeeeh’ to its mamma sheep.

He couldn’t allow this human to be maimed in any way - Not by the world, not by the Entity, and certainly not by him. - Screw the Entity, Pyramind Head kills by his own rules, and now, he was blessed to be faced with a human who bore no real hatred for her peers, or for the world, despite the horrible situation she was thrown into.

He didn’t understand, obviously, especially as he remembered the myriad of abominations that lurked through Silent Hill, all of them created by the torment of humans - The very torment that distorted their own reality, which resulted in him needing to solve the purpose as The Executioner - Eradicating the world of all evil.

“Th-This sword is so heavy…H-How can you carry this around like that…?! Your muscles must be so strained and sore…Y-You really need a massage, I’m sure.” she stuttered as she tried to lift the much taller and heavier sword from the ground, only for the brute to simply bend and pick it up with extreme ease, putting the girl to shame with her complete lack of strength. “Hehe…You’re really strong. I’m embarrassed now.” she chuckled softly, scratching the back of her neck.

Before she could leave or do anything else, Pyramid Head picked her up by the throat, careful not to hurt her or restrict her air intake - I mean, how else was he supposed to carry her so he wouldn’t hurt her with his metal head or sword? - and it was pretty clear she didn’t feel any malevolence from him, as she clinged on his forearm, trying to keep herself up, only to be dumped on top of the hatch, as the killer pointed towards it, so she would leave.

“O-Oh…! Thank you so much! You’re really kind! I really appreciate this…I-I know it probably doesn’t matter much to you, since you’ll be doing this over and over again with all the survivors…But I really appreciate you for your kind gesture, and I appreciate you for being so nice with me. Thank you. Take care!” her dazzling smile lit the whole place up, but he couldn’t talk, nor could he tell her how he should be the one thanking her for showing him that, despite the hundreds and thousands of years he had to roam the 'Earth’ and execute the injust, miracles still existed.

As soon as she reached the survivor’s camp, everyone cheered for her, asking how in the world could she have escaped the wrath of the butcher. “Oh, but he wasn’t that bad. In fact, he’s much more humane than I anticipated! I think he has a beautiful, blooming heart!” okay, she’s lost it - the other survivors thought - but even so, she’s always been a bit…Out of it, so who cares?

It took quite a while for the other three survivors to reach the camp, all bloody, in fact, like the new killer, who dragged himself with the same menace to the Killers’ camp. “How the hell did you manage to survive?!” they yelled at her in utter shock, seeing that she got out of there unscratched. “Oh, you see…I found the hatch.” she shrugged simply, not wanting to give away that the person who massacred those three was a soft one and he basically threw her down the hatch to her safety.

As she took a twig to roast a marshmallows, she noticed how Pyramid Head was standing much farther away from the rest of the killers - She knew that silent killers were bound to stay away from the more obnoxious one, remembering how Michael Myers almost killed Ghostface and The Legion at least a dozen times - But this time…He seemed kinda…Lonely? So Y/N took the matters into her own hands, roasted another marshmallow in another twig, and when it was done, she went to the killer’s camp, calling out the lonely one’s name - She has no idea why, but he actually followed her, pushing her further deep into the forest, until he was sure nobody was going to hear, see or interrupt them…

“Hey. You seemed pretty lonely out there…I thought you could use a friend. Thank you again for what you did at the trial…Here, this is a marshmallow. I don’t think you’ve had many before…Cheryl told me of that horrible place you had to live in…So I hope this will make your day a bit better!” Y/N extended one of her hands towards him, so he could take the marshmallow - And a long, black tongue erupted from underneath the pyramid, snatching away the fluffy marshmallow and gulping it in one go.

What the hell was he turning into?

A towering man built of pure muscle, wrath and divine justice, with a pyramid representing the evil of humanity burdening his body, and a sword taller and heavier than the average human being constantly dragged in one of his hand…He now was a slave to a cute, innocent girl who was putting flower plasters on his minuscule wounds that would heal in a heartbeat regardless - He saved this girl who was now offering his these soft, squishy things that tasted overly sugarly, just like her upbeat and cheerful personality - If he could eat her, he was sure she would taste even sweeter than this - A sickish kind of sweet, that is.

She was indeed a beautiful angel in this tragic hell. But he didn’t wait to snatch the second marshmallow either.

“Ah…! You liked it, didn’t you? Well…Next time, I promise I’ll give you more!” she grinned at him the same way a princess would to her chivalrous knight who saved her. The since he couldn’t talk, silence took over them - It wasn’t an uncomfortable one, per se, but it made it feel as if the conversation was over. “W-Well…I’ll guess I’ll see you around! Take care and I hope to see you again soon!” she waved cutely, trying to turn around back to her camp, only to feel a rough hand on her shoulder, turning her around and urging her to stop and wait for him and he went deep into the forest, leaving her alone and undefended by the potential malevolent forces of the forest.

When he returned, however, he stepped right in front of her, creating the perfect shade as he towered over her - Then he kneeled in front of her, so he would reach her eye sight, then he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and put a beautiful pink flower - As pink as the blush that started creeping on her face - He wanted to see her luminous face better, to highlight her dazzling smile and her glimmering eyes as the warm, silver light of the mother moon caressed her face.

Y/N felt her heart picking up the pace - It was beating so much faster than ever before - But this time, it wasn’t out of fear or anything negative…It was something good. Something she never felt in her life, especially with her human acquaintances from back home. None was as chivalrous and gentle with her as this butcher of tormented souls - The bringer of justice, the merciless Executioner who was supposed to end the life of every living being that would cross his path.

It was insane how every Yin finds its Yang, even if that comes in the form of a little lamb of a small, frail girl, and a huge abomination of a brute man who knows nothing but death, bloodshed and carnage. It was truly crazy how opposites attract, and here she was, holding the killers large hands and gingerly putting them on her face, leaning into his touch - She felt safer now than ever in her life - Now, in the arms of an ancient killer.

An Angel and A Demon brought together in a perfect union.

As she leaned down, she touched the metal of the pyramid where she anticipated his forehead would be with her own forehead, and closing her eyes, she finally felt herself calming down. There was no need for words, actions spoke louder than anything, and she appreciated it…She appreciated him.

“Thank you.” she whispered to him, knowing that yes, even though nobody else would hear it anyway, it was much more intimate than anything she ever experienced.

She was hooked.

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