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thefirstknife · 1 year

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I feel like the descriptions of the other supers is willfully oversimplified given we're talking about the fantasy end of things. Hunters have a bow that lays traps, that's pretty Hunter to me. The other part of the Hunter identity has always been Cowboy, so a six shooter, especially one with a fan fire animation, absolutely fulfills that. Warlocks, i'll give on because their identity is more elaborate in ways that can't totally be shown in game, however I'd still argue they get at least close enough for the Wizard part, summoning raw energy rather than filtering it through tools like the other two classes do. Titans already have something that, even if not Literally laying out plans ahead of time, makes you feel like that "front line tactician" in the form of Bannershield and Ward of Dawn. Sunbreaker is still a roaming super and yet feels more interesting than punch-supers if only for the simple fact that you have a weapon that elevates the brutalism from Hulk to Warrior, especially in its Burning Maul alternate. It's really less the effect in gameplay, and more the presentation, and even then I think a different presentation can in turn inspire more fun gameplay.

True, I definitely oversimplified, but I also feel like people are oversimplifying Titan supers a lot. Your breakdown is much better and shows that there's plenty of different fantasies baked into the class.

I'm pretty sure Fists is still here only because it's a remnant of the ancient days of Destiny and just kinda stayed here with barely any updates on how it works. And that is the only mindless punch super that has nothing else going for it. All other Titan supers are different. You'd think with how people are treating it, it's as if 90% Titan supers are just different colour punches.

I think the simplification is coming just from the visual idea of having an element on your fists and using a button to make punching motions, but that ignores everything else that Behemoth and Berserker are doing. Also I guess the major issue is because Behemoth and Berserker released so close together with no alternatives that we're used to with Light subclasses. I feel like viewing it in that superficial way and ignoring the effects in gameplay for purely presentation is counterproductive. If we do that, then my oversimplification of other classes would also stand. But when you think about it, it really doesn't.

Weapon-based super is also not a Titan fantasy primarily; it's a Hunter one. All Hunter supers are based on pulling weapons out of the element (gun, bow, staff, knives, kamas and now rope dart). Titan has a hammer and maybe shield sometimes in some circumstances. Titan is definitely half tool/half energy class with a high emphasis on melee combat and a lot of abilities that give benefits for melee. Naturally, supers will follow that and we see it with strand gameplay with how seemlessly it blends the melee charges into a super for maximum movement and battlefield control.

But as I said, I would definitely love to see more. There are a lot of activities where I am really not encouraged to go in with a close range build, which I think is more of an issue with the activity and enemy design than anything else. Because I genuinely enjoy the close range builds on Titan and the gameplay loop of it. Being able to feel like I'm leading the charge and to be indestructible in combat is the reason I hop on my Titan. Unfortunately, with a lot of bosses floating in the air out of reach, various buffs and debuffs in raids which make it impossible to move, stomp mechanics, map sizes and other stuff, it can be really tough to take that type of a build into anything but strikes.

I really hope that the mobility and damage resistance + crowd control on strand will mitigate some of these issues. I feel like a lot of the disappointment is built on the idea that close range builds are simply not "meta" and the idea that they will be useless. Titan mains don't want to be forced to switch off the newest toy because it's not good in a GM or raid while the other two are enjoying theirs. That's one thing I am in full agreement with everyone who is upset, because we know how the game plays and thinking that you won't be able to use strand outside of messing around in Dares of Eternity can be a bummer before the thing is even out. So hopefully the utility side of strand will be helpful.

#destiny 2 #lightfall #strand #ask #btw i don't know if i sound angry or not HFKSJHFKJS I am not #i enjoy this discussion as long as people are not being nasty to developers. we're good otherwise!#also why i write a lot about it lmao #actually thinking now how sentinel shield is a mix of both ranged and melee. that would be cool to see again #you can throw the shield and it bounces and there's even an exotic to help with that. but you also have to go in and punch #they said strand will also have some sort of a ranged option though we don't know how that will work or feel #we'll just have to wait and see. but once again i am hoping for a second super at some point. two per subclass is peak for me #i switch between supers often depending on what i'm doing so i would love to be able to do that with stasis and strand as well #i would use stasis hunter so much more in GMs if not for the super being locked to the tornado which randomly tracks the wrong target #the amount of times.... i wanted to super the boss or a champion to save my life. and it went to a random dreg on the side of the map #super frustrating and unreliable. would love to see a second super

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husband-steve-cortez · 2 years

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After they start dating Miles switches to maining an assault rifle and tries to fight more tactically and less aggressively and team synergy goes up 100% and they're absolutely mowing down anything that gets in their way.

This is how I'm going to rationalize how I like playing a shotgun-wielding assault sentinel in me2 but not as much in me3 because I love biotic explosions too much and don't mind spamming throw all day. And also why Miles will no longer be detonating his tech armor.

#truly pistol and smg would probably still be the best for a caster sentinel #but I use pistols and smgs for Ezra #tech armor detonation was heavily nerfed to the point where it's like. What's even the point of using it.#assault rifle is flexible at more ranges than a shotgun #though the wraith is decent at range and I've previously considered it Miles' canon favorite shotgun #really you can use double omni blades up close. But then you can also use powers at a distance #who even needs a gun #which is how I like to play mass effect

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natinalpartisan · 10 months

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Sentinel Tactical: A Comprehensive Guide to Gun Safety

Sentinel Tactical: A Comprehensive Guide to Gun Safety is a comprehensive resource designed to educate and empower firearm owners with essential knowledge and skills. This guide delves into the fundamental principles of gun safety, covering crucial topics such as responsible gun ownership, proper gun handling techniques, and safe storage practices. With an emphasis on personal protection and self-defense, readers will gain valuable insights into tactical shooting, shooting range etiquette, and the maintenance of firearms. Furthermore, this guide provides a clear understanding of firearm laws and regulations to ensure legal compliance. Whether you're a novice gun owner or an experienced enthusiast, Sentinel Tactical equips you with the necessary tools to prioritize safety and make informed decisions when it comes to firearms.

#Gun Safety #Firearm Safety #Sentinel Tactical #Gun Handling #Firearms Education #Responsible Gun Ownership #Firearms Training #Weapon Safety #Gun Range Safety #Tactical Shooting #Personal Protection #Self-Defense #Gun Storage

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foxstens · 2 years

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hm grubberfly’s elegy can be kinda good

#my posts #gameblogging #liveblogging hollow knight #i just beat radiant hornet sentinel first try with it #kinda sucks that it doesnt gather soul #but other than that it works really well #can chip away at the boss' health without getting close #can deal with adds and spiky balls at a distance #can double hit #and mark of pride gives it a wider range #trying it on lost kin as well and its working #can get it to 50% health a lot more consistently #but heck its so hard #maybe i should try hive knight #it prob works against markoth as well #but its harder to use when you dont have a FUCKING FLOOR #ehh maybe ill just do uumuu next #or godtamer #idfk everything is hard

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lumineary-arts · 4 months

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Extending on the idea of N's camera!!

It has two functions: it can be used as a normal camera to take pictures, but with the flash on, it also has the effect of stunning drones periodically.

When N introduces it to his class in the first episode, the flash itself is only able to stun drones for about a few seconds. He figured that out the hard way constantly while building it.

His first intentions were to go up to the surface and reason with the Murder Drones, hoping that the camera would save him and make them hesitate before killing him.

While he was waving it around in class, it accidentally malfunctioned and exploded, basically flashbanging the whole class and having the worst effect on N. He had to go to the nurse's office for both his optic repair and nausea.

Needing to repair and upgrade it, he went up to the surface and found the ripped off head of a Sentinel that wandered too far away from the labs. I like to think Uzi. Thad and Lizzy were able to outnumber it before it could kill any of them. So N picks up the eye and places it in the lens, hoping it would increase the range. What ended up happening is every time he uses it on someone, not only does it stun them for a few minutes, but it also boot loops them and basically fries their brain for a bit. This is how Uzi wasn't able to piece together that he WASN'T a murder drone, along with the fact she couldn't remember they didn't have a 4th member in the group.

Downside? Every boot loop now, the camera needs time to wind back and recharge before the next big shot :(

#glitch productions #murder drones #murder drones swap au #serial designation n #uzi doorman #murder drones sentinels #i know the flash doesn't come from the lens dw!#but with the sentinel eye in the lens the boot loop IS

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witchthewriter · 9 months

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𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝

Like I've done with the Hogwarts Houses, Moral Alignment, Tarot Cards and Zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising); I am now creating a post for MBTI personalities! 16 all together, I've included some tests so if you don't know already, you can now!

Test One (from 16 Personalities, sort of the 'official' test, well the official free test. I think the real one you have to pay.)

Test Two (free don't worry)

Test Three (from truity)

There are sixteen different options that are split into four groups:

Analysts

Intuitive (N) and Thinking (T) personality types, known for their rationality, impartiality, and intellectual excellence.

Diplomats

Intuitive (N) and Feeling (F) personality types, known for their empathy, diplomatic skills, and passionate idealism.

Sentinels

Observant (S) and Judging (J) personality types, known for their practicality and focus on order, security, and stability.

Explorers

Observant (S) and Prospecting (P) personality types, known for their spontaneity, ingenuity, and flexibility.

Analysist: INTJ

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅/𝑨𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕

The acronym INTJ stands for introverted, intuitive, thinking, judging. ESFP is the opposite of the INTJ personality type. They're also known as: The Scientist, the Strategist.

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

One of the rarest personality types and one of the most capable

Rational and quick-witted

Not known for being warm and fuzzy. They tend to prioritize rationality and success over politeness and pleasantries

Architects question everything

Prefers to make their own discoveries

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Independent

Introverted

Confident

Analytical

Driven

Ambitious

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Petyr Baelish

James Moriarty

Gandalf

Wednesday Addams

Walter White

Doctor Strange

Tywin Lannister

Analysist: INTP

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒏/𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒈𝒚

The INTP acronym stands for introverted, intuitive, thinking, perceiving. The opposite of an INTP is either an ESFJ or an ISFP. Also known as 'The Thinker.'

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

Can’t help but puzzle over the mysteries of the universe

Logicians aren’t afraid to stand out from the crowd

Often lose themselves in thought

They put a great deal of consideration into everything they do

Seem to live in a never ending daydream

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Analytical

Imaginative

Curious

Radical thinking

Indepedent

Problem solvers

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Sherlock Holmes

Alice from Alice in Wonderland

Lord Varys

Bruce Banner

Arthur Weasley

Analysist: ENTJ

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓

It stands for extraverted, intuitive, thinking, judging. ISFP is the opposite personality type of ENTJ. Sometimes referred to as the 'CEO'.

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

Ability to set long-range goals and implement them in an organized manner

They love a good challenge, whether it's big or small

Tend to avoid displays of any type of emotion, so they may be perceived as cold.

They firmly believe that given enough time and resources, they can achieve any goal.

At the negotiating table, be it in a corporate environment or buying a car, Commanders are dominant, relentless, and unforgiving.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Natural born leader

Charismatic

Direct

Organised

Self-assured

Stubborn

Dominant

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Thomas Shelby

Tony Soprano

Cersei Lannister

Beth Dutton

Milady de Winter

Raymond Reddington

Lyanna Mormont

Analysist: ENTP

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓

It stands for extroverted, intuitive, thinking and perceiving. ISFJs and ENTPs are two Myers-Briggs personality types that share the same cognitive functions, but in reverse order. Also known as ' the Innovator,' 'the Visionary'.

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

It would be a mistake, though, to think of Debaters as disagreeable or mean-spirited. Instead, people with this personality type are knowledgeable and curious, with a playful sense of humor

No belief is too sacred to be questioned, no idea is too fundamental to be scrutinized, and no rule is too important to be broken

As Debaters see it, most people are too ready to do as they’re told and blindly conform to social norms

They tend to be bold and creative, deconstructing and rebuilding ideas with great mental agility. They pursue their goals vigorously despite any resistance they might encounter.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Quick-witted

Audacious

Rebellious

Outspoken

Puts self first

Charming

Unpredictable

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Captain Jack Sparrow

Tyrion Lannister

Willy Wonka

The Joker

Irene Adler

Fleabag

Alfie Solomons

Diplomat: INFJ

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒅𝒗𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆/𝑴𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄

Is someone with the introverted, intuitive, feeling, and judging personality traits. The opposite to INFJ is the INFP, who will appear less organized and less controlled than the INFJ to others.

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

They tend to approach life with deep thoughtfulness and imagination.

Their inner vision, personal values, and a quiet, principled version of humanism guide them in all things.

People with this personality type care about integrity, and they’re rarely satisfied until they’ve done what they know to be right.

Advocates tend to carry around a sense – whether conscious or not – of being different from most people.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Insightful

Idealistic

Principled

Wise

Moral

Compassionate

Understanding

Passionate

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Remus Lupin

Elsa

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Jane Eyre

Elizabeth Bennet

Loki

Galadriel

Diplomat: INFP

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓/𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒓

Is someone who possesses the introverted, intuitive, feeling, and prospecting personality traits. ESTJ is the opposite personality type of INFP. Also known as 'the Idealist,' 'the Healer.'

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

These rare personality types tend to be quiet, open-minded, and imaginative, and they apply a caring and creative approach to everything they do.

Although they may seem quiet or unassuming, INFPs have vibrant, passionate inner lives.

Happily lose themselves in daydreams

Known for their sensitivity; they can have profound emotional responses to music, art, nature, and the people around them.

Long for deep, soulful relationships

Mediators have a talent for self-expression. They may reveal their innermost thoughts and secrets through metaphors and fictional characters.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Introspective

Intuitive

Empathetic

Flexible

Idealistic

Curious

Creative

Strong Personal Values

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Lucy Pevensie

Frodo Baggins

Tina Belcher

Newt Scammander

Wanda Maximoff

Luna Lovegood

Edward Scissorhands

Diplomat: ENFJ

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒕/𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒓

ENFJ is extraverted, intuitive, feeling, and judging personality traits. ISTP is the opposite of the ENFJ personality type. Also known as, 'the Giver,' 'the Teacher.'

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

They're born leaders, with passion and charisma which makes them great politicians, coaches, and teachers.

These warm, forthright types love helping others, and they tend to have strong ideas and values.

They back their perspective with the creative energy to achieve their goals.

Feel called to serve a greater purpose in life

When something strikes them as unjust or wrong, they speak up

These personality types have the ability to pick up on people’s underlying motivations and beliefs

ENFJ’s secret weapon is their purity of intent

They're motivated by a sincere wish to do the right thing

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Very extraverted

Great people skills

Warm

Affectionate

Supportive

Great at encouraging others

Thoughtful

Gentle

Kind

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Margaery Tyrell

Queenie Goldstein

Professor X

Mufasa

Diana Prince / Wonder Woman

Peeta Mellark

Elle Woods

Moana

Diplomat: ENFP

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒆𝒓

ENFP stands for extraverted, intuitive, feeling, and prospecting personality traits. ISTJ is the opposite personality type of ENFP. ENFPs are also called the Campaigners or the Encouragers mainly because of their desire to inspire and encourage other people. Also known as, 'the Champion,' 'the Visionary.'

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

These people tend to embrace big ideas and actions that reflect their sense of hope and goodwill toward others.

Their vibrant energy can flow in many directions.

Are true free spirits – outgoing, openhearted, and open-minded.

They can’t help but ponder the deeper meaning and significance of life – even when they should be paying attention to something else.

These people radiate a positive energy that draws in other people

Few things matter more to these personality types than having genuine, heartfelt conversations with the people they cherish

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Free-spirited

Optimistic

Idealistic

Open-minded

Curious

Authentic

Inspiring

Intuitive

Imaginative

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Ariel

Anne of Green Gables

John Keating

Wizard Howl

Jo March

Michael Scott

Peter Parker/Spiderman

Phil Dunphy

Sentinel: ISTJ

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒏/𝑫𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆

ISTJ stands for introverted, observant, thinking, and judging personality traits. ENFP is the opposite personality type of ISTJ. Also known as 'Duty-Fulfillers'.

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

These people tend to be reserved yet willful, with a rational outlook on life.

They compose their actions carefully and carry them out with methodical purpose.

ISTJs pride themselves on their integrity

Aren’t known for expressing their emotions readily

They strive to meet their obligations no matter what

ISTJs might unfairly misjudge people who can’t match their rigorous self-control – suspecting that someone is being lazy or dishonest when that person might actually be coping with other challenges.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Decisive

Focused

Efficient

Reserved yet willful

Loyal

Blunt

Factual

Logical

Meticulous

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Hermione Granger

Thorin Oakinshield

Nedd Stark

Rick Grimes

Brienne of Tarth

Jim Hopper

Ron Swanson

Sentinel: ISFJ

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓

ISFJ stands for introverted, observant, feeling, and judging personality traits. The ENTP personality type is the opposite ISFJs. Also known as 'the Protector,' 'the Nurturer.'

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

These people tend to be warm and unassuming in their own steady way.

They’re efficient and responsible, giving careful attention to practical details in their daily lives.

In their unassuming, understated way, Defenders help make the world go round.

They invest a great deal of energy into maintaining strong connections with their loved ones

Known for dropping everything and lending a hand whenever a friend or family member is going through a hard time.

Defenders’ sense of loyalty doesn’t stop with their nearest and dearest – it often extends to their communities, their employers, and even family traditions.

For ISFJs, “good enough” is rarely good enough. People with this personality type can be meticulous to the point of perfectionism.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Warm-hearted

Responsible

Sensitive

Reliable

Caring

Will do anything for those they care about

Generous

Defenders tend to underplay their accomplishments but they eventually become resentful toward the people who just don’t seem to appreciate them.

Excellent analytical abilities and an eye for detail

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Steve Rogers/ Captain America

Jennifer Honey (Miss Honey from Matilda)

Beth March

Charlie Buckets

Samwise Gamgee

Dr Watson

Will Turner

Sentinel: ESTJ

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒙𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆/𝑪𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏

ESTJ stands for extraverted, observant, thinking, and judging personality traits. INFP is the opposite personality type of ESTJ. Also known as 'the Supervisor,' 'the Composer.'

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

They possess great fortitude, emphatically following their own sensible judgment.

They often serve as a stabilizing force among others, able to offer solid direction amid adversity.

ESTJs feel most comfortable when there are established procedures in place

Taking pride in bringing people together

The main challenge for Executives is to recognize that not everyone follows the same path

Executives are classic images of the model citizen: they help their neighbors, uphold the law, and try to make sure that everyone participates in the communities and organizations they hold so dear.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Productive

Task-Orientated

Pragmatic

Enjoy order and structure in life

Focuses on facts and details rather than ideas and concepts

Confident

Natural leaders and have a strong work ethic

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Mary Poppins

Peter Pevensie

Borormir

Monica Gellar

Hector Barboss

Claire Dunphy

Miranda Bailey

Mycroft Holmes

Sentinel: ESFJ

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒍

ESFJ stands for extraverted, observant, feeling, and judging personality traits. ISTP is the opposite personality type to ESFJs because they often struggle to be practical. Also known as, 'the Caregiver,' 'the Host.'

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

They are attentive and people-focused, and they enjoy taking part in their social community.

Their achievements are guided by decisive values, and they willingly offer guidance to others.

Energized by time spent with others

Consuls do believe in the power of hospitality and good manners, and they tend to feel a sense of duty to those around them

Consuls have a talent for making the people in their lives feel supported, cared for, and secure.

They believe that there is a clear right thing to do in nearly every situation

ESFJs have a clear moral compass

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Attentive

People-focused

Generous

Reliable

Tender-hearted

Organised

Focused

Strong sense of duty

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Anna Smith

Molly Weasley

Bilbo Baggins

Effie Trinket

Sansa Stark

Cher Horowitz

Nala

Leslie Knope

Explorer: ISTP

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒐𝒔𝒐

ISTP stands for introverted, observant, thinking, and prospecting personality traits. ENFJ is the opposite of the ISTP personality type. Also known as, 'the Vigilante,' 'the Crafter,' 'the Analyser,' 'the Artisan.'

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

They tend to have an individualistic mindset, pursuing goals without needing much external connection.

They engage in life with inquisitiveness and personal skill, varying their approach as needed.

Virtuosos love to explore with their hands and their eyes, touching and examining the world around them with cool rationalism and spirited curiosity.

Energized by time spent alone

Virtuosos are likely to go too far, accepting likewise retaliation, good or bad, as fair play.

Act too soon

They’ll be the first to tell an insensitive joke, get overly involved in someone else’s project, roughhouse and play around, or suddenly change their plans because something more interesting came up.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Individualistic mindset

Logical

Loves action and new experiences

Logical but adaptable

Enigmatic

A lot of impulsive energy

Have a “do unto others” attitude

Self-sufficient

Tough

Independent

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Arya Stark

Jason Bourne

Jessica Jones

Jace Herondale

Indiana Jones

Rosa Diaz

Rue Bennett

John Wick

Wolverine

Explorer: ISFP

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒅𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒓

ISFP means introverted, observant, feeling, and prospecting personality traits. ISFP is the opposite of ENTJ: the commander, who is upfront outgoing and demanding. ISFP is quiet and unassuming. Also known as, 'the Artist, 'the Composer.'

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

They tend to have open minds, approaching life, new experiences, and people with grounded warmth.

Their ability to stay in the moment helps them uncover exciting potentials.

Adventurers tend to see themselves as “just doing their own thing,” so they may not even realize how remarkable they really are.

Quiet and reserved, people with this personality type are keen observers; they enjoy the moment and what’s happening around them.

Embrace a flexible, adaptable approach to life.

Remarkably tolerant and open-minded.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Gentle

Compassionate

Tend to live in the here and now

Love to be active

And love interacting with others

Carefree

Playful

Spontaneous

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Claire Fraser

Eowyn

Bella Swan

Jon Snow

Cinna

Zuko

Cedric Diggory

Explorer: ESFP

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓

ESFP stands for extraverted, observant, feeling, and prospecting personality traits. INTJ is the opposite personality type of ESFP. People with this personality type tend to be outgoing, friendly, and impulsive, acquiring the most enjoyment from being in the presence of others. Also known as, 'the Performer.'

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

These people love vibrant experiences, engaging in life eagerly and taking pleasure in discovering the unknown.

They can be very social, often encouraging others into shared activities.

These people love vibrant experiences

ESFPs get caught up in the excitement of the moment, and want everyone else to feel that way, too.

No other personality type is as generous with their time and energy as Entertainers when it comes to encouraging others, and no other personality type does it with such irresistible style.

Many famous people with the Entertainer personality type are indeed actors

There’s no greater joy for them than just having fun with a good group of friends.

Have the strongest aesthetic sense of any personality type; an eye for fashion.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Spontaneous

Humorous

Comedic-relief

Thoughtful

Well-liked

Resourceful

Outgoing

Friendly

Love the spotlight

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Steve Harrington

Jesper Fahey

Arthur Shelby

Rose Tyler

Jesse Pinkman

Andy Bernard

Explorer: ESTP

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒖𝒓/𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍

ESTP stands for extraverted, observant, thinking, and prospecting personality traits. INFJ is the opposite personality type of ESTP. Also known as, 'the Doer,' 'the Action-Seeker,' 'the Persuader.'

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:

They tend to be energetic and action-oriented, deftly navigating whatever is in front of them.

They love uncovering life’s opportunities, whether socializing with others or in more personal pursuits.

They love using common sense to find smarter ways of doing things.

While they are dedicated to whatever they're working on, they don't like to be micromanaged or told what to do by others.

They thrive by being the center of attention.

Always have an impact on their immediate surroundings

If an audience member is asked to come on stage, Entrepreneurs volunteer

They have a special ability to react quickly in an emergency or crisis situation.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:

Adventurous

Thrill-seeking

Energetic

Outgoing

Charismatic

Persuasive

Live in a world of action

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐁𝐓𝐈:

Rebecca Sharp

Jaime Lannister

Aquaman

Gimli

Sirius Black

Han Solo

Jennifer Check

𝑻𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌:

Extraversion (E) – Introversion (I)

Extraverts (also often spelled extroverts) are "outward-turning" and tend to be action-oriented, enjoy more frequent social interaction, and feel energized after spending time with other people. Introverts are "inward-turning" and tend to be thought-oriented, enjoy deep and meaningful social interactions, and feel recharged after spending time alone.

Sensing (S) – Intuition (N)

People who prefer sensing tend to pay a great deal of attention to reality, particularly to what they can learn from their own senses. They tend to focus on facts and details and enjoy getting hands-on experience. Those who prefer intuition pay more attention to things like patterns and impressions. They enjoy thinking about possibilities, imagining the future, and abstract theories.

Thinking (T) – Feeling (F)

This scale focuses on how people make decisions based on the information that they gathered from their sensing or intuition functions. People who prefer thinking place a greater emphasis on facts and objective data.

Judging (J) – Perceiving (P)

The final scale involves how people tend to deal with the outside world. Those who lean toward judging prefer structure and firm decisions. People who lean toward perceiving are more open, flexible, and adaptable. These two tendencies interact with the other scales.

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transingthoseformers · 5 months

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Okay but like, how did Sentinel realized that there was an eldritch being around him?

Oh I feel like only he can see nyarlathotep's avatar in this, and he can always see it because he's the one who's in possession of the artifact.

That or we take the approach I originally imagined where he got home, was ~supernaturally compelled~ to construct a ritualistic circle, and physically summoned an outer god avatar into his basement. that too.

#maccadam #transformers #tfa sentinel prime #nyarlathotep #nyarlathotep au #what even is this au lol #so there's a range we can do here

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sorceresssundries · 4 days

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The Hero of the Gate

It had been years since the defeat of the Elder Brain, and life had carried on as it was always bound to.

The heroes of the gate stood as stone sentinels in the main square, the once alabaster marble now etched by the claws of perching birds and eroded by the touches of grateful hands.

The statues had blended quietly into the backdrop of the city, but despite the dwindled offerings and attention, they were still a focus of the city's children who would clamber on them in unburdened play. Their laughter rang through the square in total, sweet oblivion as to how their silent playmates came to be there.

You had fallen into the habit of making sure there was always at least one bunch of fresh heliotrope or autumncrocus laying at the inscription of the largest, central statue:

Gale Dekarios, Who gave his life for Faerûn. The bravest of wizards, and greatest of men.

Tides and currents stop for no-one, and inevitably you had been swept along to new shores. You now had children of your own, who would spend sunny afternoons playing around the statue of your past love.

But still, there were nights like this, when the sky was clear and your grief was sharp. You would escape to sit on the bank of the river and with soft, crinkled eyes, gaze at the dancing glow of the purple aurora, which seemed to appear whenever you needed it most.

Here you would let the light wash over you, and lose yourself for a few quiet moments - to the most beautiful of fantasies.

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 drabble #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #dont mind me i just fancied breaking my own heart

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prowlingz · 8 months

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✬ Kleine Maus ✬

WARNINGS: RAPE/NON-CON, DUBIOUS-CONSENT, smut, blood | 18+ | KONIG x AFAB-READER - No use of "y/n" | ღ - Context: "Charm" is your call-sign. | ღ

wc - 4.2k ღ

❁ summary: König subjects you to an interrogation, resorting to unconventional methods when your lying proves...unyielding. ❁

As you cautiously maneuver around the ominous, dimly-lit truck, your heart races with adrenaline. Your eyes narrow as they scan the interior, revealing a menacing sight - a rifle, meticulously arranged alongside a stockpile of ammunition. Your instincts compel you to relay this discovery to your team.

"This is Charm, I've stumbled upon the truck," you murmur urgently into your crackling radio, aware of the gravity of your find.

Gaz's voice crackles back to life through the radio, reassuring and resolute, "I'm approximately 20 meters from your position; I'll rendezvous with you to assess the situation."

Aware of the delicate circumstances, you scrutinize your surroundings, your keen eyes seeking any hidden threats. Retrieving a flashlight from your gear, you aim its beam into the truck's interior, hoping to unveil more details. However, the glass only reflects your own light, casting an eerie glow within.

With a frustrated exhale, you tap the flashlight, adjusting its settings while discreetly repositioning it to free your hands. As you do so, a feeling of unease creeps up your spine, a sensation that something isn't right.

Suddenly, a vice-like grip seizes your waist, yanking you backward with startling force. Panic surges through your veins as you instinctively lash out, attempting to land a swift kick on your unseen assailant. Desperation takes hold as you fumble for the concealed knife nestled within your side pocket, but your efforts prove futile.

In a surreal blur of moments, your world descends into chaos. A mysterious cloth descends over your mouth, stifling any outcry, and before you can react further, an agonizing impact reverberates through your skull as the butt of a gun strikes you. Darkness engulfs your senses, and your consciousness slips away, leaving you at the mercy of the enigmatic assailant

You slowly regain consciousness in a frigid, dimly-lit chamber, your senses groggily returning to you. The chill in the air pricks at your skin, and as your vision clears, you realize you're bound to a sturdy chair, your wrists and ankles securely fastened by unforgiving ropes. Panic surges anew as you take in your surroundings – a cold, unforgiving room with minimal furnishings. Before you, a cold, steel table stands ominously, accompanied by another chair. The implications of your predicament are starkly clear, and you can feel your heart race, adrenaline coursing through your veins.

You make a conscious effort to quell the rising tide of fear that threatens to overwhelm you. Swallowing hard, you suppress the lump in your throat, mindful of the raw soreness that threatens to creep into your voice should you give in to the urge to cry. With grim determination, you test the limits of your bindings, each strained movement accompanied by a dull ache.

In the oppressive silence, broken only by the soft rustling of your struggles, you suddenly hear a voice, as if from the shadows, puncturing the eerie stillness of the room. "No point in struggling, okay?" The words hang in the air, chilling you to your core.

Your eyes dart toward the source of the voice, and there, emerging from the dimness, is a formidable figure. Towering before you, he looms like a formidable sentinel, a formidable presence ranging anywhere from 6 to 6.5 feet tall. A sack covers his head, concealing his features, save for two malevolent eyes that peer through holes in the fabric. Those eyes, unrelenting and lethal, lock onto yours, and you can't tear your gaze away.

As this enigmatic figure advances toward you, a shiver races down your spine. Instinctively, you shift away from his touch, a futile attempt to put distance between yourself and this unnerving presence. With a grace that belies his imposing stature, he bends down and gently wipes away a tear that has silently escaped your eye, a tear you hadn't even realized you were shedding in your fear-stricken state. The gesture is both unsettling and strangely intimate, leaving you with a growing sense of dread about the uncertain path that lies ahead.

His touch lingers for a moment, and in that brief contact, you feel a peculiar blend of tension and an eerie empathy that defies easy explanation. The man concealed behind the sack retains an air of mystery, with motives and intentions hidden in the shadows, much like his face.

Following an extended silence, he straightens up and retreats, allowing the room's oppressive ambiance to resettle once more. He maintains unwavering eye contact, and it's as if his penetrating gaze delves deep into the depths of your soul. You come to realize that this prolonged silence serves as a foreboding prelude to something more sinister - the initiation of an interrogation that threatens to unearth secrets you would rather leave buried.

Finally, he speaks again, his voice steady and low, tinged with a thick German accent that adds an additional layer of intensity to his words, as though weighted by numerous past experiences. "You must be vonderng vhy you are here," he muses, his tone carrying an eerie calmness that starkly contrasts with your frantic thoughts. "You're not ze first, and you vill not be ze last. But for now, it's your turn to answer some questions."

His words hang heavily in the air, serving as a foreboding prologue to the ordeal that awaits you. The room appears to constrict around you, and the brutal reality of your predicament grows more vivid. Helplessly bound to the chair, your vulnerability is palpable, and your mind races to grasp the magnitude of the situation

You find yourself in a state of confusion, your thoughts scattered and your training seemingly erased in this unfamiliar situation. Uncertainty gnaws at you, and you nervously bite your lower lip, grappling with how to proceed.

"Why are you in Austria? You're part of the British SAS, correct?" he inquires, dangling your last name badge in front of you before placing it on the table.

Your gaze shifts downward, scanning your attire to locate your missing badge. You realize you're clad only in your military-issued pants, bereft of your usual arsenal of weapons, and left with just a white tank top underneath your shirt.

A sense of unease washes over you as you deduce that he must have undressed your upper garments to access the badge. That's where he removed it.

Your eyes widen in realization, and you understand the significance of this situation. You meet his gaze, comprehending the gravity of the moment, as he moves to his chair, creating a harsh scraping sound on the linoleum floor and sitting down, his posture imposing.

"Alles klar?" he asks flatly.

You lift your eyes to meet his, peering through his austere, dark mask. In this silent exchange, you begin to take note of the minute details. His blue eyes harbor subtle freckles, a detail you suspect not many would notice. A faint scar beneath his left eye, concealed by the mask, catches your attention. Your gaze drifts to his body, where dried blood stains his right arm. You wonder whether it's his own blood or that of someone else.

As a quiet contemplation envelopes the room, your alertness heightens when he forcefully slams his hands onto the steel table.

"Enough. Answer me," he demands, breaking the silence that had surrounded your initial encounter.

The sudden, deafening noise rattles your body, sending tremors through your already tense form. You shift your gaze back to his piercing eyes, ready to respond but finding your voice momentarily evading you.

He maintains an unyielding gaze, his stare penetrating your very being.

"I am... I'm... I am a Sergeant in Task Force 141, under the command of Captain John Price," you finally manage to stammer out, opting for the truth as the safest course of action in this unsettling situation.

Shifting uncomfortably in the chair, you wince as a jolt of pain shoots through your injured left foot. Despite the discomfort, you refuse to break eye contact with him.

"Braves mädchen," he remarks, studying your last name tag.

His gaze shifts upward, silently seeking your first name.

You hesitantly divulge it, your voice quivering.

"Pretty," he responds, his choice of words catching you off guard, and you nervously bite your inner cheek in response to the unexpected compliment.

"Why were you looking into the truck?" he probes, his inquiry piercing through your eyes as if searching for the truth buried within your gaze.

As you hold his unrelenting gaze, you consider your response carefully, the weight of the situation pressing down on you. Thoughts whirl in your mind, and you realize the importance of each word you choose.

"I was tasked with reconnoitering the area, assessing potential threats," you explain cautiously, your voice steadying as you continue. "We received intelligence that something of interest might be located here. My mission was to gather information."

His eyes remain locked onto yours, a shrewd and calculating scrutiny that leaves you feeling exposed. The room feels smaller, the air heavier, as his intense focus never wavers.

"Interesting," he murmurs, his tone inscrutable.

You can't help but feel a sense of unease, not knowing how he perceives your explanation. The man known as Konig seems to possess a keen ability to unravel the truth, and you're acutely aware of the high-stakes nature of this encounter.

The silence lingers, amplifying the tension in the room. You contemplate your next move, uncertain about the path this interrogation will take and the secrets it may unearth.

The stifling silence hangs in the room, the tension between you and Konig growing palpable. His unwavering gaze never falters, and the seconds stretch into minutes as you await his response.

Finally, he breaks the silence, his voice carrying a chilling undertone as he speaks. "I know you're lying, kleine maus."

His words cut through the air like a knife, and you can feel your heart quicken in response. The casual use of "kleine maus," meaning "little mouse" in German, sends a shiver down your spine. It's clear that he sees through your carefully crafted explanation, leaving you exposed and vulnerable.

You swallow hard, your throat dry, as you grapple with the realization that your cover story has crumbled. In this high-stakes game of cat and mouse, you find yourself at a crossroads, unsure of how to navigate the treacherous path ahead.

"I'm not lying," you stammer, your voice trembling with both defiance and fear of the impending consequences.

He remains seated in silence, his penetrating gaze seemingly never-ending as it traverses your form. His intense scrutiny feels predatory, leaving you uncomfortable and exposed. Then, almost hungrily, his eyes rove over you before he abruptly stands up and exits the room.

Under normal circumstances, you might have felt a wave of relief wash over you in his absence. However, the knowledge that he's uncovered your deception keeps your body locked in a state of heightened tension. The truth is, you had been investigating the truck because it matched the description of a vehicle that had fled a horrific scene, and your role as an expert tracker had you on the lookout, sent by your commanding officer, Captain John Price.

Your thoughts drift back to your task force, the memories of your comrades flooding your mind. You contemplate the dire implications of your lie, wondering if it might cost you your life or bring unforeseen consequences upon your team. As you grapple with these thoughts, tears well up in your eyes, threatening to escape and trace a path down your cheek.

Suddenly, the door swings open once more, emitting a screech from its hinges in desperate need of oiling. Your heart leaps in your chest as you brace yourself for what might come next, uncertain of the twists and turns this interrogation will take.

You take notice of him, his attire now a black T-shirt and pants that mirror your own. Your eyes trace his figure, revealing the contours of his physique beneath the snug-fitting shirt and the sinewy muscles in his exposed arms.

As he approaches, a knife gleaming menacingly in his hand, your heart races, and your mind races with anxiety, envisioning the dire possibilities of what he might do with that blade. Your lie looms large in your thoughts, raising the specter of a potentially deadly outcome.

Yet, contrary to your grim expectations, he doesn't move to harm you. Instead, he methodically slides the knife through the ropes that bind you. Once the bindings fall away, he repositions himself in front of you, and you allow your arms to drop into your lap. Your gaze remains fixed on him as he crouches, slicing through the rope that had constrained your ankles. You watch in silence, apprehension gripping you.

"Stand," he commands, his voice firm and unwavering.

You rise to your feet, your legs slightly trembling from having fallen asleep during your captivity. Uncertainty still shrouds your situation, but the tension has shifted, leaving you to wonder about his motives and the direction this unpredictable encounter will take.

He seizes your waist once more, his grip firm and commanding, reminiscent of how he initially apprehended you.

A sharp gasp escapes your lips as he swiftly guides you towards the table, your rear making contact with the table's edge, his legs framing yours. Looking up at him, you find yourself dwarfed by his imposing presence.

His gaze, once cold and unrelenting, now carries an entirely different, unsettling emotion: lust.

Your eyes widen with realization as you grasp the impending danger, the unsettling truth of what he intends to do becoming alarmingly clear.

"W-Wait," you plead, your voice trembling with desperation, but your words are abruptly silenced as a firm hand clamps over your mouth.

With a disquieting gesture, his other hand travels down towards the undeniable evidence of his arousal, his grip tightening as he lets out a low, suggestive groan. His eyes remain locked onto yours, unyielding and filled with dark intent.

Tears well up in your eyes, and a profound sense of dread washes over you as you begin to comprehend the horrifying reality of the situation. In a frantic attempt to free yourself, you squirm and attempt to move out of his grasp, but he thwarts your efforts by shifting his hand from his own arousal to your hips, effectively immobilizing you.

The room seems to constrict around you as you struggle, and the grim realization sets in that you are at the mercy of a perilous and predatory force, with limited options and a sinking feeling that your desperate situation is growing increasingly dire.

"Be a good Maus, hmm?" he purrs, his fingers tracing delicate circles on your hip.

Your gaze remains locked on him, a mixture of fear and apprehension in your eyes, while his suggestive stare never wavers.

Before you can even react, he deftly maneuvers you, flipping you onto the table and positioning you on top of it. The sudden movement causes your body to collide forcefully with the unyielding steel surface, eliciting a painful groan from your lips.

The room grows tense with each passing moment, and you can hear the distinct sound of him removing his pants. Dread coils in your stomach as you feel the unmistakable pressure of his arousal against your clothed sex, and a sense of helplessness washes over you. The predicament you find yourself in is a harrowing continuation of the perilous encounter that began with the interrogation, and you're left to grapple with the unknown horrors that lie ahead.

Your muffled scream dissipates into the stifling grip of his hand, suppressing your voice and any attempts at resistance.

"Shh, kleines Ding," he murmurs, his presence pressing upon you even more.

"Du willst das, ich weiß es," he whispers into your ear, his words carrying an unsettling certainty. "You want it, don't fight."

In a swift motion, he removes your military pants, leaving you exposed and vulnerable. He presses his arousal against your perineum before swiftly slipping it between your ass.

Your body rebels against the unwanted sensation, yearning for escape, a longing to return to the safety of your comrades back at the base, where they could offer the comfort you so desperately crave. Yet, a stark realization dawns upon you—this nightmarish ordeal appears inevitable, and you can only blame yourself for the tangled web of deception that led you here, entangled in the grasp of a man who holds far more power and knowledge than you could ever have anticipated.

He groans out incomprehensible German words before adding, "You are already so fucking wet, Maus," his movements sliding him deeper between your ass. His hand journeys downward, finding your clothed bundle of nerves and lightly teasing it.

A soft moan escapes your lips, an involuntary reaction to the unexpected sensation, but your resolve remains firm as you squirm and struggle in a futile attempt to break free from his relentless grip. In response to your struggles, he leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear, his voice a sinister whisper, "One more movement, and I'll stifle it with a knife."

The chilling thought of being silenced by a knife sends shivers down your spine, and you decide against attempting to fight back, hoping against hope that an opportunity for escape may present itself.

"Good," he murmurs into your ear, finally releasing his hand from your mouth as he recognizes your compliance. He shifts his free hand to your waist, both hands resting firmly on you. In a swift motion, he pulls your panties down with both hands, exposing you to the cold, unforgiving air. The sudden chill sends an involuntary shiver through your body, causing you to squirm, unintentionally brushing yourself against his arousal.

"Fuck..." he groans in response, his sex twitching in response to the sight and pressure. The room seems to close in around you, the tension between you and this menacing figure intensifying with each passing moment, as you grapple with the reality of your dire predicament and the harrowing uncertainty of what lies ahead.

"Fucking arch your back, slut," he commands, his German accent thickening but still intelligible.

You comply, obediently arching your back into him as he desires.

He begins thrusting into your wetness, even though he remains clothed. "You're soaking me, Schatz," he groans deeply, a mixture of satisfaction and desire in his voice.

A light moan escapes your lips, and you lower your head, your voice a feeble whimper as you muster, "Please don't..."

Your pleas seem to fall on deaf ears as he intensifies his movements, his hands returning to your waist. With a swift motion, he removes his boxers, rendering his sex hidden from your sight but unmistakably pressing against your exposed skin.

Your mind races with a turbulent mix of emotions. You don't want this, but you're trapped in a nightmarish conundrum, unsure of how to navigate this perilous situation. Will there be a chance to escape? Or will he resort to violence once this horrifying act is over? These haunting thoughts swirl through your mind as you grapple with the relentless assault on your senses.

Amidst the disorienting sounds of his lewd actions and his obscene comments, you feel a growing sense of desperation and fear. The room, though small, echoes with the disturbing noises, leaving you with a chilling awareness of the dire circumstances you find yourself in.

You tremble as you feel the tip of his throbbing arousal lightly tracing circles around your moistened entrance. "So fucking wet," he moans, his voice saturated with desire as he utters your name.

Your eyes flutter involuntarily at the sensation, the lewd sounds once again filling the room, this time emanating from your own quivering body.

Without any warning, he thrusts his sizable length forcefully into you. The abrupt intrusion causes you to gasp and instinctively try to sit up, desperate to escape the agonizing violation.

"I don't think so, Maus," he rasps, his grip unyielding as he pulls you closer to him, driving himself deeper into your trembling form. He buries his cock relentlessly within you, drawing a guttural, primal moan from deep within his throat.

His every movement sends a surge of pain and pleasure coursing through your body, and you scream out in a mixture of torment and ecstasy as your inner walls strain to accommodate his relentless intrusion.

The room seems to spin around you as you endure the excruciating and perverse ordeal, the slick mixture of blood and arousal seeping from your already abused opening serving as a stark reminder of the nightmarish depths to which you have fallen.

Your moans reverberate through the room as he relentlessly thrusts into you with an unrelenting rhythm.

"F-Fuck!" you cry out, desperation evident in your voice as he shows no sign of slowing down.

"Ja? Feel good, Schatz? You enjoy how I fill you, hmm?" he taunts, plunging into you without mercy.

"S...STOP, please," you plead, the pleasure and pain intertwined in your agonized moans.

"Fuck, say my name, say König fills you so good."

Your mind struggles to process his words amidst the overwhelming sensations. He seizes on your hesitation.

"Don't make me fetch the knife, slut," he threatens, driving his cock even deeper into you, igniting raw sensations that collide with the lingering pleasure.

"Please... AH, please fill me, König. You fill me so... good, AH~," you utter, your words slipping out in a haze of desire and torment as he quickens the pace of his relentless thrusts.

"Good girl," he growls appreciatively as his thrusts become increasingly erratic, his rhythm faltering.

"Fuck, I'm already so close, you're so tight," he moans your name once more, his voice thick with pleasure and need.

The wet, rhythmic sounds of your bodies coming together heighten both of your arousal, and you can't help but moan, your pleasure gradually overpowering the lingering pain as your body adapts to the relentless torment.

"Where do you want my cum, slut? Do you want me to breed you? Hmm? You want my seed spilling out of you?" His thrusts become uneven as he twitches deep inside you, a hint of dominance and desire lacing his words.

Before you can even formulate a response, his grip on your waist tightens, likely leaving small crescent bruises in its wake, and he pulls you even closer into him. You feel his cock plunge fully into you, an overwhelming sensation that leaves you wondering if you could ever grow accustomed to it.

Then, in an intense release of passion, you feel his hot seed gush into you, filling every crevice of your inner walls as he twitches and pulses within you. He withdraws slowly, causing a distinctive popping sound as he exits your trembling body.

As you catch your breath, sprawled across the table, your knuckles white from gripping the edge, you feel a mixture of his seed and your own blood oozing onto the floor. The room is awash with the aftermath of this torment, leaving you to contemplate the depths to which you've been subjected and the haunting uncertainty of what awaits you next.

"Fuck, you did so fucking good for me" he bends over you to kiss you, while pulling up his own boxers and pants. He leaves little love bites on your neck, "So fucking good.." he whispers.

He bends down and slowly eats your abused pussy. He laps up all the liquids the ooze from it, the blood, sweat and mixture of his cum together.

"Mmm..want you to cum, too, schatz" he moans onto your sensitive sex.

At first, you wince to his touch, but after a few moments you give into it. You buck your hips into his face, hoping he goes deeper.

His tongue swirls around your bundle of nerves before dragging to your hole and sucking the liquids from it. He presses his nose into your hole while sucking onto your clit.

Your pleasure is immeasurable, you moan out in pleasure as it reverberates around the room.

His hands playing with your ass as he eats your pulsating pussy. He chuckles into your clit, causing a vibration to send through your body.

"Fuck, König.. Please don't stop..ah.." you moan out on the table.

"Mmm.. cum for me, maus. Cum in my mouth" his moans cause a vibration on your clit and his playing with your ass deepens. He eats into you so swiftly and with no remorse.

You soon find a twist in your stomach, quickly cumming into his mouth.

He quickly laps up your cum as you moan out his name.

"König, König.. fuck.. it feels so good~" you scream and moan, shoving your pussy into his face as you cum into his mouth.

After a few moments, he sits back up, turning you around to stare into your breathless face.

He lifts his mask up slightly, exposing his out of breath mouth. He leans in to kiss you, filling your mouth with the metallic taste of blood, cum and sweat.

You melt at his touch, and as he breaks the kiss, he pulls up your pants and panties, sealing your cum and his together.

"Ha.. so fucking pretty, baby" he kisses you again.

Pulling back from the kiss, he stares into you,

"I knew you wanted it".

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AUTHORS NOTE:

Definitely going to be making a part two to this, so stay tuned and read safe loves! <3

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