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lightrises · 3 years

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"Only in allowing her to pass..." — Hornet, The Radiance, and the means by which Hallownest turned its victims against each other

A quick note: I read Hollow Knight as an anti-colonialist text. As such I'll be touching on topics related to colonialism as it's depicted in the world of the game, and said analysis will reflect both a sympathetic take on The Radiance and a critique of The Pale King that won't pull its punches. If this sounds up your alley, hello and thank you for the read! Let us be sad about these bugs together.

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So!! A while back I realized something about pre-canon that felt rather... "curious" is one way to put it, I think. To wit: for all the effort and scheming and determination The Pale King poured into trying to get rid of The Radiance, neither of his plans involved directly killing her.

Was that his long game? Well, sure, that seems clear enough. His tack changed from luring the moths away from their god and creator to a more literal form of incarceration once the infection became a factor, but at its core the end goal never really changed—The Pale King very sincerely wished to destroy Radiance via obsolescence. The Seer lends us foreshadowing to confirm as much:

[Image descriptions: Two screenshots from Hollow Knight, showing the Seer and Ghost in the Seer's alcove at the Resting Grounds. Across both screenshots, the Seer tells Ghost the following: "None of us can live forever, and so we ask those who survive to remember us. Hold something in your mind and it lives on with you, but forget it and you seal it away forever. That is the only death that matters." End description.]

(Which, by the way and given the context, talk about an extremely unsubtle allusion to cultural genocide huh!!! Whew.)

In any case, we're left with a whole bunch of machinations which build up to... well, two very roundabout attempts at committing deicide. That's kind of weird, all things considered! Why not just do the deed in one fell swoop and get it over with?

This could be for any number of reasons. Maybe the king was devoid of the means to instantly kill another higher being. Maybe his personal sense of scruples stopped him short of signing off on MURDER murder (although, y'know, the aforementioned genocide + eternal imprisonment = still cool and copasectic apparently!). Maybe the long drawn-out cruelty was the point. Maybe the idea of playing fuckign 4D chess with the circumstances was too delicious for him to pass up—that man did love to tinker and stick his claws where they sure as hell didn't belong—or maybe it was a little bit of All The Things. Who knows!!

But interrogating The Pale King's methodology on this count isn't what I'm here for, at least not really. The main reason I raise this question at all is that in her own way, Hornet did too.

"I'd urge you to take that harder path... "

See, going by The Pale King's actions and what The White Lady explicitly says, they both foresaw two outcomes wrt the infection: it can be allowed to spread, or it can be contained. At Teacher's Archives, Quirrel acknowledges the fact that Ghost is expected to do... something about this, but he doesn't elaborate on what HE thinks that's supposed to be apart from the obvious "Gotta bust into Black Egg Temple first". Hornet is the one person who presents to us—to Ghost—what's framed as a third option: confront and destroy the infection at its source.

And she doesn't bring it up like it's just another tactic for Ghost to consider, prim and indifferent to what they would do. She nudges them towards it, actively, up to the point where she throws herself into the fray against Hollow at a juncture that's uniquely dangerous to her and her alone just to make that option feasible.

Even when she's couching it in disclaimers that this is still Ghost's decision to make (and let's be fair, she's extremely not wrong about that lol), no one can pretend Hornet is unbiased. It's obvious in that buttoned-down Hornet kind of way that she is way the hell done with the increasingly tenuous stalemate that's kept Hallownest's desiccated corpse from collapsing in on itself. Personally it's hard for me not to read some Toriel Undertale-esque "My father was too entrenched in his own foolishness to pursue any course of action that would have DEFINITIVELY ended this" shade into her stance here, regardless of whether that's strictly true in canon.

And that bit—Hornet's hopes for an end to Hallownest's stasis, moreover her grim calculation of what needs to be done to get there—that's the bit I find super interesting but likewise tragic and depressing as shit, on multiple levels. In no small part because a) canon itself gestures towards Hornet feeling conflicted about the very plan she's pushing, and moreover b) she has at least two (2) damn good reasons to feel that way.

So, what do I mean by that? Let's look here first:

[Image description: A screenshot from Hollow Knight, of Hornet and Ghost inside the Temple of the Black Egg, standing in front of the unsealed egg itself. Hornet has been struck by the Dream Nail and her dialogue is displayed as follows: "... Could it achieve that impossible thing? Should it?" End description.]

As the curtain is about to drop on things one way or another, Hornet thinks,

... Could it achieve that impossible thing? Should it?

Now, looking at that last bit it's easy to go "Oh no, Hornet's worried that Ghost won't survive killing The Radiance!" And I do think that's part of it: Hornet is, categorically, not her father. By endgame it's clear she's not content to view her Void-borne siblings as tools to be used then disposed of. She's also well aware that as a healthy autonomous Vessel amongst the countless dead, Ghost is the only person left alive who has a fighting chance against The Radiance. Knowing someone is the only qualified candidate for the job doesn't make encouraging them to embrace a probable death sentence any less of a bitter pill to swallow, though. And odds are on that this sentiment extends to Hollow too, who IS going to die no matter what happens here. To put it bluntly, it's more than reasonable to conclude that Hornet hates the absolute fuck out of this.

But I don't think that's all there is to it either. Remember what I said earlier about The Pale King's bids for genocide? Well, it's not like the man deigned to limit his efforts to just the moth tribe.

"We do not choose our mothers... "

On top of everything else—an infected Hallownest being all she's ever known, the fact that she only exists because of the infection, the list goes on—Hornet has spent her life wedged into a position that's been uncomfortable and terminally unglamorous at best: she is both a daughter of her father's kingdom and of Deepnest.

Deepnest, which like the moths and many others was here long before the wyrm and his lady wife swanned onto the scene and the God Become Bug laid claim to everything the Light touched plus a considerable amount of change. THAT Deepnest, which has fought claw and thread to retain its sovereignty against same-said settler king, and for which Herrah not only surrendered her life but also agreed to bed her worst enemy, all in hopes of securing a viable future for her people (put a pin in that last part by the way, I'll come back to it soon).

Two Worlds, One Family (Ft. An Indigenous Woman Trying Her Damndest To Work With What She's Got Versus An Imperialist Who Only Signed Up For This Because He Needed The Political Favor THAT Badly, So It's The Height Of Dysfunctional Actually). Fun times!!!!

The baggage this entails for Hornet is gnarly enough without implications made by The White Lady and the pre-canon timeline of events and even Team Cherry's dev notes that the king may well have looked at baby Hornet, gone "YOINK", then ensured she spent the lion's share of her childhood reared within the pearly auspices of his Pale Court*. That would be rather advantageous for Him Specifically after all, the potential to mold a born foe into a future ally and even have her trained in combat under the same tutelage as her doomed sibling. And far be it from him to stop a grown Hornet—his own flesh and blood too!—from making Deepnest her forever home if she so pleased. He totally wouldn't be reneging on his "fair bargain made" by doing this one simple thing until Hornet came of age, not t e c h nic c a l l y.

If that is indeed the case, there's a non-zero chance Hornet's formative years were a hot mess of cultural alienation and being a good deal more privy than most to just how much of a bastard her father could be. There's an equally non-zero chance that at some point she stood or sat within earshot as The Pale King finally, finally dropped all pretense and euphemism to name the Light for precisely what (for who) it was.

See, in conjunction with the question that started this whole dang train of thought I've been asking this one too: Does Hornet know? When she speaks of confronting "the heart of [the] infection" does she know she's talking about not just a literal person but someone very specific? The Radiance, who god though she may be shares skin in the game alongside Hornet as a native woman screwed over by the same settler king, likewise deprived of her kin and saddled with a life gone horrendously pear-shaped?

I'll assume for the sake of exploring the possibility and because I think it's a likely one anyway that yes, Hornet does know. She knows, and despite everything can't help empathizing. She might even look at Radiance and see bits and pieces both reflected and slightly inversed in her own mother: Radiance was forced to the sidelines while her people—her children, the brood she was meant to lead and care for—died out under The Pale King's rule, and it's no stretch to assume she's at least as upset about that as she has been about everything else; Herrah too took drastic measures for her people's sake, trying to head off annihilation by relegating herself to the sidelines in an act that was as much calculated risk as an attempt to find wiggle room and leverage in the face of a nasty proposition.

A calculated risk that, if things continue as they are, might well amount to nothing as the rest of Deepnest gets eaten alive by the infection. It survived The Pale King's advances for so so long, only to fall here. Herrah's sacrifice would be for naught; the other tribes—themselves the king's victims—would keep succumbing to the infection too.

And this is where things fall apart.

"... or the circumstance into which we are born."

Let's be clear: I think Hornet is wise enough to know what's what here, that all the carnage and suffering falls on her father's head for starting this slow-motion trainwreck in the first place. Hallownest wasn't always Hallownest. This domain was Radiance's home first, along with many others. It was the worm-turned-king who rolled up on the scene unsolicited and decided this was a ""'problem""" that had to be """solved""".

But the fact of the matter is that he's gone and The Radiance is here, raging, seemingly inconsolable. Above and beyond being Deepnest's rightful heir, Hornet isn't in a position to countenance more splash damage even if the grief and fury fueling it makes perfect sense. She can understand without ever bringing herself to love Radiance, and she can bend her knee to practicality even if she hates the everloving shit out of it because the fact that it "has" to end this way isn't fair.

This lends itself to one last awful conclusion: that Hornet has probably considered and (rightly or wrongly) discarded the possibility that Radiance can be saved, at least not without dragging more collateral along for the ride. If even her mother and every other enemy to the king seemed to dismiss talking Radiance down as an option way back when... well. Why should Hornet hope for any better after things have escalated so far?

Again, it's practical. A practical net good is what Hornet strives for. And again, it fucking sucks.

For extra tragedy points, this makes Hornet's extended crypticness around Ghost followed by her last minute casting about for a reason to tell them "Wait, don't; not just yet" that she never voices even more of a gut punch. She can't bring herself to burden Ghost with the context that haunts her so, least of all when it might weaken their resolve to go through with what (she thinks) needs doing.

It's the "same song, different verse" which led to the mantis tribe and Deepnest being pitted against each other: Hallownest rigged the game so that two women who could have been powerful allies—who have a mutual vested interest in driving out settler rule—wound up poised as enemies instead. And how awful is that? The king for all his being extremely fucking dead still gets the last laugh, because outside of a miracle the game never manifests Hornet can salvage what her mother started and look forward to a future where Deepnest pulls itself back from the brink if and only if The Radiance dies.

Resolution comes at the price of a completed genocide. Add two more dead siblings to the unconscionable pile thereof, while we're at it. That's what it boils down to whether or not Hornet can bear to articulate it as such, and there's no grace or even a properly bittersweet ending to wring from this clusterfuck. And that is rough.

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* This has been better explained elsewhere, but a quick rundown: The White Lady tells Ghost that Hornet and Herrah "were permitted little time together." On its surface this can be taken to mean that Hornet was still very young when Herrah was shipped off to Eternal Dreamland—except this doesn't jive with the fact that we meet Hornet as an adult. If the stasis kicked in once the Dreamers went to their rest, which in turn halted the aging process for every living bug in Hallownest, AND before all this Hornet experienced little by the way of quality time with her birth mother... I think you can see where I'm going with this.

To top it off we've got Team Cherry weighing in ominously from their dev notes on Herrah: "As part of the agreement for her alliance and her role as a dreamer, King gave her a child (Hornet). Was she allowed to keep this child or was she taken away?" This isn't confirmation by itself of course, but given additional canon details (see above): Can I get a "yikes" in the chat fellas.

#hollow knight #hornet (hollow knight)#hornet hollow knight #hk hornet #the radiance #hk radiance #herrah #hk herrah #hollow knight meta #sup folks it's been a minute since i dropped a whole dang essay but Here We Go!!!!!!

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evilelitest2 · 4 years

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What do you think about the argument that the first fascist in known history was Jesus? Well, he was a leader/founder of homophobic and misogynistic cult who wanted slaves to be obedient to their masters, and, like all strongmen, demanded worship from his followers and was unable to tolerate any dissent?

So you think that the first fascists was a Jewish pacifist religious leader from a country occupied by a military dictatorship who invented the term fascist? Oh and then was tortured to death publicly by said dictatorship? Yeah that checks outs

It is saying something that I am living in the age of Trump during the Covid virus in New York, and that was the stupidest argument I have heard in weeks. Like this portrays not only shocking ignorance of the definition of fascism, Christianity and Rome. It goes further, I think it shows ignorance of every subject relating to those subjects, like how utterly uninformed must somebody be to get this world view?

ugg, lets do this

There is no universally agreed upon definition of fascism, but the general list of terms involve the following

An authoritarian, ultra nationalist, hyper militaristic regime founded on racist notions “the Volk” in competition with everybody else in the world. Fascist regimes tend to have a semi populist edge, combining top down dictatorship with a sort of “Chosen by the people” prestige. Its also a distinctly modern movement, since Fascists tend to engage in popular politics in a similar way to Communist movements, just Right wing rather than Left Wing. The most famous fascist states include

Nazi Germany

Mussolini Italy

And Imperial Japan

Now I think the term fascist tends to be overused a great deal already, but all of that pales compared to calling a Jewish pacifist from an occupied country the first fascist. Like if you were going to claim a pre modern figure to be the “First Fascist”, Julius Caesar would be a far better choice than Jesus since he you know

Was the leader of a military autocracy

Overthrew a democratic goverment through appeals to the people and military force

committed multiple genocides

Justified his regime through war abroad

is the person who modern fascists draw most of their iconography from, including the literal term fascist, which used to mean “A bundle of sticks”

Like, I wouldn’t agree with that view, since an Emperor is different from a Fuhrer, but it is at least an argument.

Yeshua ben Yosef or Yeshua ben Nazareth (In Greek translated as Jesus of Nazareth or Jesus of Galilee) was one of many preachers in the province of Judea, then occupied by the Roman Empire, living a century before Rome would inflict a horrific genocide on the Jewish peoples in the Second Diaspora. In contrast to many anti roman Preachers, Yeshua actively opposed war with Rome, and as far as anybody knows, he never killed anyone which is kinda important for you know...a fascist leader. He never commanded any armies, he never ran a state, and was tortured to death by the Roman Empire, specifically in a method reserved for criminals. The religious sect he founded was most popular among women and slaves, and woulds be horrificaly persecuted by the Roman Empire until the rise of the Emperor Constantine I, aka Constantine the Great, in 306 AD. Constantine the Great who was a Christian and started the process converting the Roman Empire to Christianity. LIke if you wanted to point to a Christian figure and say “That is a fascist” i’d still be objecting, but Constantine is a far better choice than Jesus, since Constantine was you know...a military dictator who ruled over an Imperialist Empire and justified his reign through victory in battle. Its still fucking stupid, but at least Constantine was a dictator.

Now I think that the notion calling any pre modern figure a fascist is pretty fucked up on the face of it. The Ancient World was rift with autocracy, militarism, genocide, and of course, homophobia misogyny, and slavery. I mean Rome at the time of Jesus death is a literal slave state, with as much as 1/4th of the population living in bondage. Like the Neo-Ayssrian Empire is far more fascist than any pre Modern Christian state, and I still would want to call that fascist.

Also...Jesus never said that slaves should be obedient to their masters, that is a deeply manipulative misreading of Saint Paul, who is in fact a different person than Yeshua of Nazareth. Like I get the confusion, because it was Saint Paul who took what was then a minor sect of Judaism and turned it into a distinct religion and most of what we consider Christian is owned to him, but I really want to make this clear, they are different figures and Jesus didn’t speak about the treatment of slaves. In fact we know very little about what Yeshua said, no written account of his writings (if there were any) exist, and almost everything we know about him comes from Roman sources or Christian sources written a century later (the Gospels). Saint Paul meanwhile, has a bunch of letters (though some of them like Letter to Timothy are faked).

Saint Paul meanwhile, asks for Christian slave owners to free their slaves, and says

“There is no Jew nor gentile, no slave or free, no male or female, for we are all one in Christ Jesus” (Galatians 3:28)

Christianity’s relationship to slavery is deeply complicated, contradictory, and varies dramatically from time and place, and it is deeply dishonest to say that Christianity was pro slavery, especially when you take into account in the world when Christianity emerged was one where slavery was both widespread and normalized. “Slaves be loyal to their masters” was a strictly enforced part of Roman law, to the point where slaves were often expected to die with their masters. During the Sullan Proscriptions, there was a case where a slave turned his master, who was declared a traitor, over to the state in exchange for reward money. Sulla paid them and then had him executed for betraying his master. Slavery is not something invented by Christianity and with its focus on universal equality, it is understandable why so many slaves found Christianity appealing.

Now Christianity as a more complicated relationship to misogyny, and most forms of modern Christianity have some degree of a sexist legacy they have to address. however by the standards of the time in the First Century AD, Christianity had at least some advances for women. For example, the notion of female chastity is pretty sexist, but in the time when it was established, it actually confirmed that women had some degree of choice over marriage, which wasn’t true under Roman law. The story of Thecla provides an interesting example.

As for homosexuality, that wasn’t understood as it is today, and while Christianity does in fact have a long history with homophobia, it is important to understand that in the context of the discussion of homosexuality at the time, which was linked to the larger spread of Hellenism.

now one critique you can 100% make of Christianity is it is sex negative attitudes, but again....being sex negative does not make you a fascist automatically.

Christianity also has an international focus which makes it actually pretty ill suited to fascism, this is why most of Hitler’s inner circle were actually pretty contemptuous of Christianity since they were ultra nationalists.

Again, this is probably one of the least informed takes i’ve seen and that is saying a lot in the age of Trump. If you extend the definition of fascism to include Jesus, then you should probably just call every figure in the pre modern world. Like was this question asked as a joke to annoy me?

#ask EvilElitest #Fascism #Jesus Christ #roman Empire #Julius Caesar #history doesn't work that way goodnight #history #Ancient World #Second Diaspora #antisemitism #Political Theory #Augustus caesar #Neo Assyrian Empire #Dictatorship #Monarchy #Religion #Christianity #St. Paul

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drawsndrabbles · 6 years

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72. “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”

I’ve never really written full on angst or a hurt/comfort fic because I’m a hoe for fluff but here’s a thing I had in my head. I love feedback! Tell me what you think!

(It takes place post infinity war and there’s some spoilers about survivors so beware!!)

Time seemed to stop short in the following of Thanos’s victory. Thor watched his team, his friends and fellow warriors drop to their knees as the dust of their comrades slipped through the creases of their fingers. Thor watches as the strongest men and women he’s ever known cry out their agony to an indifferent sky as Thano’s armies roar in triumph, even as they disappear themselves. The world fell silent in the wake of a mass genocide and Thor felt his knees buckle with the need to vomit.

He should have gone for the head.

Thor turned numbly to the remainder of his comrades as the good captain called for survivors and gathered them in the clearing. Thor instinctively took a headcount and he felt his stomach roll when he took in those who were missing, specifically-

Bruce.

He distantly heard someone call his name as he turned and ran back into the treeline, tearing through the forest and leaving a trail of panicked destruction in his wake, too distressed to keep his own strength in check. “Banner?! Banner!”

Thor threw himself into the air, scanning the surrounding area for the hulkbuster and spotting it in a clearing near a cliff face. He landed next to it and nearly found himself reeling as he took in the damage. The machine was missing an arm and a leg and it’s center had been crushed in like a tin can, sharp and mangled metal bursting outwards like a horrible fauna.

Thor’s stomach plummeted as he climbed atop it, tearing and scraping the twisted pieces out of the way. “Banner! Banner are you in there? Can you hear me?”

No response.

As the last bit of shrapnel was peeled away Thor peered into the remains of the control center, his heart in his throat.

Bruce was incredibly bloodied, alarmingly so, the side of his hair was caked and matted with blood from a cut across his temple and each shallow, hiccuping breath seemed to cause him pain.

“Bruce… Don’t worry I’ll get you out of there.”

Thor worked as careful and quickly as he could, speaking in nonsensical murmurings in an attempt to keep Bruce calm should he come to awareness. Thor made his voice as soothing as he could muster even as he felt his own panic continue to rise in him as the graveness of Bruce’s condition became clearer.

After managing to clear enough space around him, Thor carefully pulled Bruce from the wreckage, wincing in sympathy at Bruce’s small pained noises and whispering softly as he turned tail and ran back through the forest, being careful not to jostle the man.

With each step Thor felt Bruce’s pulse get weaker and his panic grow, “Stay with me now, stay with me, you’ll be alright.”

Thor felt Bruce stir in his arms and he glanced down to see Bruce’s eyes open, blurred and unfocused with pain. “T...Thor?”

Thor slowed, kneeling to the ground and cradling Bruce’s head as he tried to speak, only to watch in increasing horror as he coughed and blood stained his lips. “Shh, yes it’s me. I’m here Bruce.”

Bruce coughed again and spoke so softly Thor had to strain himself to hear him. “The hulk, he won’t…” Another coughing fit. “He won’t come out, I-I can’t…”

Thor shushed him again, “It’s okay it’s alright we’re going to get help and you’ll be alright I promise.”

Bruce’s eyes closed and he let out a stuttering breath as Natasha came rushing out of the forest and over to them. “Everyone else isn’t far behind. What happened?”

“He’s gravely injured. The hulk buster had been severely damaged and Bruce got crushed inside before he could escape, he needs help.”

Natasha looked up and down Bruce’s limp form, the furrow in her brow increasing the longer she looked.

“What is it?” Thor demanded.

Natasha shook her head, “This is all wrong.” she whispered. “Part of the accident and Bruce’s exposure to the radiation was the fact that he’s supposed to have regenerative abilities.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means something’s incredibly wrong. Lay him flat I need to test the extent of his injures.”

Thor did as instructed and paced beside them, feeling unbearably helpless as he watched Natasha poke and prod Bruce’s muscle mass and rib cage, nearly stopping her a few times as Bruce’s expression grew more pained. When the rest of their team came into view Thor ran to meet them.

“Bruce is incredibly injured,” He said in lieu of a greeting. “He needs help, now.”

Steve cursed outwardly and ran a hand through his hair, turning to the remaining avengers and parsing out tasks, “Alright, you go check for survivors, you two-”

“Steve!” Thor insisted. “Bruce isn’t healing, if he doesn’t get help soon, he will die.”

“A lot of people have died!” Steve shouted, his face coloring from rage before he realized what he’d said. “I didn’t, that’s not what I-”

Overhead the clouds started to billow and funnel downwards as Thor’s fingers began to spark, thunder echoed in the distance.

“And another will die if nothing is done.” Thor rumbled, his voice seeming to come from all directions simultaneously. “If you won’t help him then I’ll find someone who will.”

There was the crack-boom of a lightning strike as the avengers shielded themselves from the blast of white light and heat. It was over as quickly as it happened, ears ringing they all opened their eyes to see that Thor and Bruce were gone, leaving only a smoldering circle in their wake.

Thor sailed through the sky, clutching Bruce protectively to his chest. This method of transportation wasn’t going to be the easiest on Bruce but if it was the fastest way to ensure his survival Thor was willing to take that risk.

Bruce whimpered in his arms and Thor looked down at him, alarmed to see how tightly he was clutching the man. He released his hold minutely, as his scowl deepened with how pale Bruce had become. “Just hold on a little longer Bruce just a little more.”

Thor landed as gently as he could manage in front of a giant looking building in the midst of the city and even in the panic state of the citizens around him many stopped to look at what had appeared in the flash of lightning. Thor stood, eyes frantically searching for anyone who may be of a higher social standing. He rushed towards the building only to be stopped by a group of elite female warriors.

“Stop there! What are your intentions?”

Thor paused looking at them imploringly, “Please. My friend is very badly injured, he’s dying and I need help.”

The woman at the friend of the groups face softened for a moment, “There are many injured, look around, the world is in chaos. I am sorry, I truly am, but we cannot help you.”

Thor felt his heart sink as his rage and disbelief built inside him, he’d almost lost him to Thanos once, he refused to let that happen again. The electricity built around him and Thor felt his eyes begin to glow as the woman raised their weapons. “By Odin’s beard, if this man should lose his life today you will all feel the wrath of Thor, Son of-”

“Wait!”

Thor paused as a young girl came pushing through the group of warriors, dodging their hands as they attempted to stop her. “You’re Thor right? One of the avengers and friends with Captain America?”

Thor watched her approach, the light fading from his eyes, “Indeed. My friend Dr. Bruce Banner is dying and I can’t allow that to happen.”

The girl came closer and held up her hands in a placating manner as she leaned up to look at Bruce. Her face twisting with concentration as her eyes scanned his body. She turned to the warriors behind her, “Stand down.”

“But-”

“I said stand down! This man doesn’t have much time left!” She looked up at Thor, her eyes were bloodshot the skin around them wet but her face was set with determination. “I’ll save him. But in exchange when he’s better, you and your friends are going to find that bastard Thanos, kill him, and bring back my brother.”

Thor couldn’t stop the half smile that appeared on his face. “Agreed.”

The young scientist introduced herself as Shuri, the younger sister of the Black Panther, King T’challa.

Thor was incredibly grateful to her and he thanked her multiple times as they hurried down long hallways and winding staircases. She insisted he think nothing of it but at the same time Thor felt she might be a bit grateful for the distraction and opportunity to do something other than stand. Thor gripped Bruce tighter in his arms as he felt his breathing stutter.

He understood.

In Shuri’s impressive lab Thor reluctantly laid Bruce on a long flat table that levitated away from him, causing his worry to spike for a moment. He reached for it before Shuri assured him that Bruce would be alright. She was going to run some tests to assess the damage and that they could work from there.

Thor loitered in the corner for a moment, watching as little devices floated around Bruce and lit up certain parts of his anatomy.

“What can you see?” He inquired.

Shuri offered him a reluctant smile and motioned him closer. “From what I can see so far he’s definitely got a nasty concussion and a possible brain bleed. His rib cage is crushed in pretty badly with a decent amount of cracks and breaks and some inner organs have probably been punctured.”

“Will he be alright?” Thor asked, feeling his nervousness spike with every injury and explanation.

Shuri’s expression clouded for a moment as she turned back to the moving pictures. “I’ve treated worse but, his anatomy might reject treatment. I’ve worked thesis’s on the science behind gamma radiation, Bruce Banner’s accident and what that meant for the strain of his body and its regenerative properties. I know that his transformation to the hulk is supposed to restore and renew his own body, and that he can regenerate limbs and his entire body if he needed. So, I’m not exactly sure what might happen if I treated him like you would someone with normal biology, or if I should treat him at all.”

Thor stood there for a moment, taking in all of what had been explained to him. He walked to Bruce’s side and gently traced from his forehead down to the right side of his face.

“You should proceed.”

“But what if that makes him worse?”

“And what if it cures him? This is a gamble I’m willing to take. If he must go, I’d rather have done all I could then watch helplessly by his side.” Thor caressed the side of Bruce’s face and frowned and Bruce shivered beneath his touch. “Should anything happen to him, blame will be mine, not yours.”

Shuri gave Thor a sympathetic look and ushered him to the side. “Then I’d better hurry, he won’t last long like this, and you need to promise me whatever you hear, whatever you see, you need to trust that I know what I’m doing. Or else he might not make it.”

Thor looked to Bruce’s still and mangled form, feeling his heart twist in his chest. “As you say.”

Shuri worked in silence for the first few hours, every so often glancing in the direction of Thor who was standing with his arms crossed in the corner of the room. He’d insisted at first being by Bruce’s side but Shuri had told him the equipment was sensitive and that it needed space to work properly. Disgruntled but amenable Thor moved to the side of the room, keeping an eye on the Bruce as well as the doorway.

After a moment or two Shuri cleared her throat, causing Thor to look towards her.

“So, Dr. Banner must mean a lot to you for you to threaten an entire city for him.” She said in way of conversation.

Thor returned his gaze to Bruce’s face, his eyes softening ever so slightly and he hummed noncommently. “Indeed, and the other avengers as well. Banner is a very dear friend.”

Shuri paused in her work, giving Thor an unreadable expression. “Friend?”

“Indeed. He’s done me a great service in helping me escape Sakaar and save my people. We are also quite similar in many ways, I value him as a trusted comrade.”

Shuri snorted and smiled at Thor. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say it’s a bit more than friendship.”

Thor frowned thoughtfully and looked towards Bruce on the operating table. “How do you mean?”

“Well, you said it yourself that you guys have a bond and you care about each other. Not to mention you two work together and live together. And you’re so scared to lose him that you were willing to threaten not only the palace but your other teammates.” She offered Thor a crooked grin. “Seems a bit more than your everyday friendship to me.”

Thor didn’t responded and instead stared unseeingly into the distance, seeming to be lost in thought.

Shuri had finished long ago, Thor wasn’t exactly sure how much time had gone by, he’d stopped counting by the 7th hour. She had assured him that Bruce’s body was essentially good as new, though when he woke he would be extremely fatigued after the great stress that had been put on it. However the problem arose that it would only matter if Bruce woke.

Although his body was mended and vital signs stable, for whatever reason Bruce remained unconscious and unresponsive.

In the time passed Thor hadn’t left Bruce’s bedside, and between checking for fevers, cold sweat and any abnormalities Thor had done alot of thinking over the words Shuri had expressed to him regarding his and Bruce’s friendship.

“Just think about it… What it would mean to you if you lost him. You may be surprised what that can tell you.”

Thor thought about it. Bruce was, all he had left, after losing everything. His home, his family, his people, but through all of it Bruce remained constant. Without him… without him.

Thor staggered backward as a full frontal assault rained down his realizations upon him.

Through it all, Bruce had been there. From the scorching and bloody battlefields to the bedroom on quiet nights when Thor needed a listening ear and a hand to hold. Thor was never alone with Bruce by his side, and he would have it be the same for Bruce.

Before him, Bruce had never known someone could be so powerful and fragile at the same time. His equal, was someone who was just as gentle and kind as he was strong. Despite how much he despises himself, for his past and for his present, Bruce Banner is the most powerful man Thor knows, and when Thor needed him most, Bruce, even with the fear he may never return, released the hulk to save his people.

Thor felt his heart throb, painfully full with emotions he never realized he had. He can’t lose him, not now. Not after everything.

“Bruce…” Thor’s voice echoed in the emptiness of the room and he feels his pulse quicken when it dawns on him it is possible the man before him may never come awares again. “Bruce it’s Thor, I need you to hear me, I need you to wake, I have something I need to tell you.”

No response.

Thor slammed his open palm on the table in frustration, unsure of who or what it was directed towards. “Bruce answer me! I refuse to let you die without hearing what I have to say, not after everything we’ve gone through thus far.”

The monitor Shuri told him to watch began to beep more rapidly, Thor glanced to it, alarmed.

“That, that’s your heart, Bruce can you hear me?”

It continued to increase, and for a moment Thor felt himself smile, his heart lightened as Bruce began to wake, except… His face was contorted, twisted with pain, as though… he was getting worse.

“Bruce? Bruce! No no you can’t you need to wake up! You need to wake up right now!” Thor was shouting frantically, shaking Bruce’s shoulders and sliding his palms up and down his arms hysterically. “Bruce! Answer me!”

Thor turned to the door and shouted up the stairs, “Shuri?! Anyone?! I need help! Please! Bruce is, he’s…” Thor trailed off, collapsing next to the operating table his head in his hands as the heart monitor went still. He’d lost everything, everyone.

What was he meant to do now?

For a moment Thor allowed himself to mourn, to cry and curse the world for its cruelty and humiliation, but stilled as a hand ran gingerly through his hair. The god looked up, eyes and face damp, to see Bruce smiling a bit dazedly down at him, The IV needle plucked from the tender skin of his forearm. “I don’t really like hospitals and needles,” Bruce explained, his voice raw and hoarse. “Reminds me of some bad memories.”

Thor could only stare at him, open mouthed and gasping like he couldn’t breathe, or like he was going to pass out. And at the moment it felt like he could.

“I felt like I was floating,” Bruce continued. “It was kind of just lethargic, I wasn’t doing anything really I was just. There. It was dark, and quiet, and empty. But I, But then I heard you and then there was this whole flash of light and-”

Bruce’s eyebrows knit together and he paused as he took in the ragged and emotionally exhausted state of the God. But before he could say anything Thor launched himself off his knees and sealed their lips together. He grabbed onto Bruce’s face like a lifeline and all the poor doctor could do was hang on for the ride, and what a ride it was. He could feel electricity spark down his veins as Thor put all his emotions into kissing Bruce like he would disappear.

Thor eventually knew he had to pull away and when he did Bruce followed him making Thor chuckle a bit when Bruce opened his eyes looking bewitched.

Bruce blinked at him and refocused at the sound, flushing when what had just transpired settled into him. “Wha-What was that for?”

Thor smiled, and curled his hand behind Bruce’s neck, bringing their foreheads together. “Bruce Banner, you are my Asgard. You are my home, my family and my people, anything I could ever need has always been right here in front of me and I’ve been blind to it all this time. Just say the word and I will belong to you and you to me.”

Bruce stared at Thor, eyes wide and dewey, “Oh man, Oh Thor I mean I guess you’ve really, understood me in a way no one else has. I. I feel like I don’t have to be afraid or, or hate myself around you but I never thought you would… That you’d… I-I don’t know what to say.”

“Say yes, say yes and just, smile. I really need to see you smile right now.”

Bruce gave Thor the biggest smile he could muster, a smile that was all teeth and dimples, “Yeah. Yes, yes.” Bruce whispered.

Thor could feel Bruce’s smile against his own, and for a moment, their charred, battle torn world became paradise. It became Asgard.

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Sylvie is the Secret Heart of Marvel’s Loki

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This article contains LOKI spoilers.

From the very start, the existence of Marvel’s Loki series has seemed more than a little suspect. Don’t get me wrong: If Tom Hiddleston wants to do a TV show, obviously you let him do a TV show, especially if it’s as one of the few genuinely complex and multi-faceted villains that the Marvel Cinematic Universe has managed to create over its decade-plus long march to power.

But the decision to tell a story about this version of Loki – one that stole the Tesseract following the Battle of New York and disappeared from the primary MCU timeline before the bulk of his redemption arc could really kick into gear – has always felt kind of like a cheat. And, in truth, it is precisely that: A way for Marvel to narratively have its proverbial cake and eat it too, mining the emotional drama of Loki’s earned death in Avengers: Infinity War without having to lose one of the most popular actors in its stable for good.

But as Loki continues, it’s becoming increasingly clear that this story isn’t even really about Loki at all. (Or at least not the one we know.) Thanks to the concept of Variants – different versions of familiar characters whose lives have diverged from their predetermined timeline in some way – our God of Mischief is technically not even the most interesting character in the show that bears his name.

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Maybe it’s the fact that the Loki in Loki is a figure whose story we’ve seen play out once already before, or perhaps it’s because this version of the character is one who exists at one of the least complex and interesting points in his own narrative. (Oh, you tried to take over the Earth? How original.) But it’s easy to be both completely fascinated by and utterly grateful for the introduction of Sylvie, a mysterious female Loki variant who’s much more than she initially appears to be and who steals every scene in which she appears.

Part of that is, of course, due to actress Sophia Di Martino, whose sharp, prickly performance is every inch the equal of Hiddleston’s more chaotic one, but grounded in a simmering, purposeful rage that immediately sets her apart. (Even if there’s really no arguing that Hiddleston’s Loki is certainly going to be the more fun of the two to hang out at the bar with.) But it’s also because, in just the space of two episodes, Sylvie has firmly established herself as Loki’s most interesting character, a woman whose existence is part tragedy, part triumph, and part meditation on the very rules of the universe itself.

Though she may share some significant similarities with “our” Loki, (including an affinity for the color green), Sylvie is very much her own person, with plenty of agency and a clearly defined agenda of her own. She is not doomed to follow in Loki’s footsteps simply because they share an identity, rather she seems especially interested in striking out on her own path and following her own set of rules. It’s the only way she’s managed to survive as long as she has.

For starters, there’s the fact that she’s called Sylvie, a name that not only sets her apart by connecting her to Marvel Comics’ second Enchantress but one that it appears she chose for herself after purposefully rejecting the Loki moniker and everything that goes along with it. She’s dyed her hair blonde, broken one of the iconic horns off her headdress, and taught herself the sort of powerful enchantment magic our Loki would have given anything to be able to use himself back in The Avengers. (It’s a version of what he used the Mind Stone for, after all.) Sylvie’s a fighter, a survivor, and clearly every inch as smart as the trickster we know. But it’s the way her story deviates from Loki’s that makes her so compelling to watch – and essentially establishes her as Loki’s emotional center.

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Born as the Goddess of Mischief on an Asgard that looks a lot like the one we know, Sylvie received a visit from the Time Variance Authority when she was just a child, charging her with crimes against the Sacred Timeline and essentially sentencing her to die. Though she escaped the TVA before she could be purged from the timeline forever, her entire life since has been spent on the run, being persecuted by a faceless group of bureaucrats who want to kill her for something that occurred when she was just a kid – the consequence of a decision she still can’t identify. (And which her persecutors no longer even remember.)

Sylvie grew up living in the literal shadow of death to stay alive, with worlds burning down all around her, no place she could call home, and few friends. (And if she somehow ever managed to make any, they were basically doomed to die pretty soon thereafter.) This is some pretty dark stuff for Marvel, and it’s hard not to feel sympathy for the nonstop nightmare her life has been up to this point. Particularly when compared to Loki, who has attempted genocide multiple times over the sort of family-driven angst that could probably be solved with a good therapist.

Though his time-looped interaction with Lady Sif forces Loki to confront the fact that his aggressive narcissism barely papers over the gaping emotional hole in his own soul, it’s difficult to argue that his inner sadness is enough to justify the terrible things he’s done to others. (Which, let’s face it, goes well beyond cutting off Sif’s hair.) And his various family issues pale in comparison to what Sylvie’s been forced to face, and she’s never tried to commit genocide or enslave a planet by way of acting out.

Yes, she’s controlled minds and killed multiple TVA agents and neither of those things are great from a moral perspective. But those are also the same people who considered her an aberration and wanted her dead, so on some level, it’s hard to blame her. Even her supposedly villainous plan to bomb the timeline and bring down the TVA isn’t about claiming their power for herself – which, let’s not forget was our Loki’s first impetus – it’s about finally getting the chance to rest for the first time since the home she knew was literally erased from existence. How can you not root for that in some way? Doesn’t she deserve a chance at something like peace?

Of course, your mileage may vary on how well you think Loki depicts Sylvie’s journey compared to Loki’s own, or the value that the world of the show attaches to each. But she is certainly treated more directly as a villain, at least in the show’s initial episodes. (From the moment Loki arrives at the TVA, Mobius is basically his cheerleader. Has Sylvie ever experienced something similar?) And yet, she’s still trying to free herself and her fellow Variants – who don’t even know they’re enslaved – from the rule of an organization that has never cared about any of them.

Sure, figuring out what’s up with an alligator sporting tiny Loki horns will undoubtedly be entertaining to watch. But it’s the conclusion of Sylvie’s story that looms as the most exciting part of Loki’s final two episodes – what does her life look like if she succeeds? If she can finally stop running? If the Time Keepers aren’t real and the TVA no longer has power over her or anyone like her? If she truly can be Sylvie for once instead of a doomed, somehow lesser version of Loki – that’s a future that looks pretty limitless to me.

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Frisk and (Y/N)'s wonderful trip through Times

Angel submitted: (This is kinda just something I had written down as practice for these two for when I refine the story I’ve got going, since you inspired me to consider actually writing it, I wanted you to see.)

UnderFell

“So… correct this if I’m wrong.” Frisk looks up at you, tilting their head as you look at the gateway into the violent timeline, showing the snowy landscape that was their Snowdin.

“Huh?”

“So in this timeline everyone and everything is purposely trying to kill you, so much that it’s normal.”

“That sounds right, yeah…”

“So I had a thought,” Oh dear. Frisk did not like the tone of your voice. “If death is the norm here… doesn’t that technically mean that for them, us going genocide is basically like doing pacifist?”

… Frisk couldn’t really fault that logic. After all, you were right, killing others did seem the norm there. Nodding in response, Frisk watched as the most evilest grin they had ever seen stretch itself across your face. You then made to walk though.

“What are you doing (Y/N)?”

“What does it look like?” You turn back to Frisk, smiling like you were about to head to Disneyland for the very first time. You rubbed your hands in glee, an evil giggle slipping out.

“I’m going in there and murdering all the Jerry’s I can find! Come on, maybe this version’s Sans and Papyrus will join in!”

Oh shoot.

“W-Wait (Y/N)!! You can’t do that! Chara will think you’re serious about starting a genocide route!! (Y/N)? (Y/N)!!!!”

SwapTale

“(Y/N)?”

“Yup?”

“What the fuck have we walked into?”

You looked down at your sibling Frisk, frowning. You knew that swearing wasn’t something they did, after all, you were the one who had to control your sailors mouth around them… but you weren’t exactly normal at the minute.

If the fact that you were now wearing something very similar to what your sibling usually does and them vice versa, meaning an obvious swap of roles meant anything. You had to wonder what had happened to everyone else. Were Sans and Papyrus now switched too? Undyne? Toriel? Asgore?

You just hoped not too much had changed.

“I dunno Frisk… maybe this is just how the world is?” You shuffle your feet looking down. You wondered how far the changes went. Did powers switch too?

Powers… hang on a second.

You blink, the thought crossing your mind. Holding out your hand, you concentrate, just like you’d seen Frisk done multiple times. Within a few seconds the command structure appeared, the red soul that usually came from you appearing from Frisk. Huh, so you control everything now. You look down at Frisk, who looks back up at you.

A few beat pass. Then, you feel yourself smirking and see Frisk’s face turn pale. Cracking your fingers you summon up the ACT button.

Time for some well deserved payback.

SwapFell

Frisk stared at you, eyes boggling out in surprise. You crossed your arms, frowning more.

“I said we’re not going, and that’s final.” You declare, staring back at your sibling standing in front of the gate way to the even more bizarrely strange timeline. Frisk pouted, stopping their foot.

“B-But why?! You were fine with the last timelines!!”

“A couple reasons.” You bend down to look your sibling in the eye. “One, I’m not having you be on the front line in a world like that. There’s no way.” You shook your head, a shiver running up your spine thinking of Frisk being the one to receive all that pain. Frisk in response to this looked away, also giving a little shudder of their own.

“Secondly;” you began, your face morphing into an annoyed scowl. “I am NOT going in a world where there will be swapped Sans like THAT.”

“But I thought you liked the swapped Sans we met!”

“Yes because he was a sweetheart that looked out for the both of us. If what I’m gathering this timeline is meant to be, this Sans is more likely going to be like that horrible Papyrus we met in that violent timeline. Only probably worse.” You grumble, looking off to the side. “We are NOT GOING.”

“… then won’t this timeline’s Papyrus be like the last one mixed with the red Sans we met?”

………

Frisk smirked as they watched your face slowly turn red as you mulled over what they had just said. A few seconds passed before finally with a grumbled “I hate you” you stood, grabbed Frisk’s hand, and went into the gateway.

Hook, line, and sinker.

the tortoise’s two cents: I really liked this! I’m all for some timeline-hopping shenanigans, and I love the logic of “Stretch mixed with Red? Okay, let’s go!” xD This was great, and I’d absolutely love to see more of your writing.

#submission #not mine #frisk and reader go through timelines

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(I’m gonna need some help for this. Saki’s a good candidate. Takumi’s a definite option. Sly as well. And then there’s also Graves…)

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Kyoji: Karma Graves.

Karma: Fuck off.

Kyoji: How nice. Is that how you greet everyone?

Karma: Nah. Most people I great with a gunshot to the knee.

Kyoji: Charming.

Karma: Damn right.

Kyoji: That was sarcasm, you moron.

Karma: ……you couldn’t tell that I knew you were being sarcastic? How dumb are you?

Kyoji: I could ask you the same thing. You made a terrible decision ever coming to this school.

Karma: I’m gonna agree with you on that. All my plans are ruined and I have to come up with new ones.

Kyoji: Or you can stop right now before you get in over your head.

Karma: Why would I stop trying to fix the world?????????

Kyoji: He smacks them across the face Shut your goddamn mouth.

Karma: ABUSE

Kyoji: You don’t get to call abuse, you fucking baby killer

Karma: :0c

Kyoji: …Is that all you have to say? Talk normally. Not in fucking emoticons.

Karma: >:0c

Kyoji: Are you even aware of how much pain you caused Mikan with what you did? No, what am I saying? Of course you do.

Karma: It was for the greater good. But now it turns out I killed it for nothing. So I do feel kinda bad actually.

Kyoji: The greater good? Heh. The greater good, they say. I fucking hate that phrase with a passion.

Karma: That’s a lot of hate for a fucking phrase.

Kyoji: People use it as an excuse to justify whatever ideological bullshit they feel like. Rape, genocide, murder, cannibalism, all of it. And then there’s you. The latest on a very long list of people I despise.

Karma: I’ve actually tried cannibalism before. Wasn’t a fan of the taste. It was meh.

Kyoji: You disgusting piece of shit. Actually, why am I surprised? Whatever. My question is, why?

Karma: Why waste the dead bodies when they could be useful?

Kyoji: Not that. I mean why did you hurt Mikan? She did nothing to you. She was trying to help you. And you went and caused her to have a miscarriage. I want to know why.

Karma: Okay first of all, no one actually wants to help me. If they say they do, it’s a fucking lie. And like I said, THE GREATER GOOOOOOOD.

Kyoji: Spare me the greater good bullshit. I know what this really is. This is all just to satisfy some urge of yours. You’re probably one of those sadistic sociopathic pieces of shit who love pain

Karma: Dude chill.

Kyoji: I am chill. I’m being as chill as I possibly can to the punk who killed our baby. You wouldn’t want to see me when I’m not chill, believe me.

Karma: …….are these supposed to be threats?

Kyoji: If you play your cards right, they don’t have to be.

Karma: PFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.

Kyoji: You don’t believe me, do you?

Karma: No I believe you. I 100% believe you. I just find it funny.

Kyoji: I will never understand you despairs and your sense of humor.

Karma: I am not a despair. Don’t associate me with those freaks. I’m a fucking god compared to them.

Kyoji: You’re a despair. A heartless, soulless, empty husk of a person whose sole purpose in life is to cause misery. That’s all you are. That’s all you’ll ever be.

Karma: Is not!

Kyoji: And immature. Can’t forget immature.

Karma: I’m not!

Kyoji: You’re a child. A whiny, petulant child lashing out at the world around you for all the pain you dealt with. That doesn’t give you an excuse.

Karma: Stop it! Stop talking!

Kyoji: Why? This is the truth of your entire existence. If you can’t deal with it, that’s your own fault.

Karma: I’m not what you say I am! I’m not!

Kyoji: I thought you liked pain. Don’t you enjoy feeling it? The realization that you are nothing?

Karma: Shut up!

Kyoji: It hurts, doesn’t it? It must cut so deep.

Karma: You’re just like dad! All of you! I hate all of you!

Kyoji: The feeling is mutual. I want you to think about your dad. Think about everything he ever did to you.

Karma: No! Shut up!

Kyoji: Do you remember it all? All of it in crystal clarity?

Karma: YES AND I HATE IT!

Kyoji: He grabs Karma by the shirt collar Good! Because of all that pales in comparison to what I can do to you. I can plunge you into a nightmare world so hellish, so inescapable, that you’ll wish you were back in that basement with your father.

Karma: SHUT UP! I JUST WANT TO HELP EVERYONE! THAT’S ALL I WANT! WHY WON’T ANYONE LET ME FIX EVERYTHING?!

Kyoji: YOU AREN’T HELPING SHIT! YOU’RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER! He throws them into the nearest wall You’re a monster. You’re a murder. You’re an empty shell. And this is exactly what happens to people like you.

Karma: they’re slumped against the wall and realize their hat has fallen off. SHIT. they scramble to grab it as they legit try not to cry

Kyoji: Are you ready to cooperate or do I have to kick you in the ribs?

Karma: they put their hat back on and focus on adjusting it and their hair Ch-chill the fuck out for a s-second would ya? M'tryna f-fix this.

Kyoji: Alright. But if you don’t take any of this seriously, you lose the hat.

Karma: I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU IF YOU DO THAT!

Kyoji: You’d be dead before you got within an inch of me. Now then, are you prepared to listen?

Karma: NO. I’m not. Back off.

Kyoji: This is just going to continue until you’re prepared. Do you really want that? Or are you going to shut up and listen?

Karma: I’m not listening to you!

Kyoji: I’m prepared to let up if you do. Besides, you have no idea what I want to offer you.

Karma: NOT. LISTENING.

Kyoji: You’re such a fucking brat. I don’t like doing this to you. And I want to stop. But you’re not giving me any reason to.

Karma: Just shut up and fuck off.

Kyoji: Everything you’re feeling right now? That’s exactly what Mikan felt after what you did to her. Doesn’t feel so good when it’s turned against you, does it?

Karma: SHE FELT NOTHING FROM WHAT I DID COMPARED TO WHAT I’VE FELT. SHUT UP.

Kyoji: He steps on Karma’s hand You have no right nor basis in that accusation. She’s been through hell her entire life. But unlike you, she actually changed her ways. She got a second chance and she took it. Something you have failed to do on numerous occasions. And that’s why you’re here.

Karma: I DON’T GET A SECOND CHANCE. I DIDN’T WANT THE LIFE I WAS GIVEN WHEN I WAS RESCUED. I WAS FORCED INTO IT. I DIDN’T WANT TO KILL I DIDN’T WANT TO TORTURE BUT IT BECAME MY LIFE. I DIDN’T GET A FUCKING SECOND CHANCE YOU ASSHOLE!

Kyoji: You’ve got one here and now. That’s what I’m offering you.

Karma: Whatever you offer me is a fucking lie. No one wants to help me or give me chances. Stop trying to fool me.

Kyoji: And it’s entirely because of that kind of thinking that you ended up here. What’ll it take to convince you?

Karma: I don’t know! Kazuichi managed to convince me he wanted to be my friend and that was a fucking lie. I don’t know if I want to be convinced.

Kyoji: That’s because what you’re doing is wrong. You just convinced yourself it’s for the greater good. It’s an excuse to do unto others as was done onto you. The only one lying to you is yourself. Everyone else is trying to get you to open your eyes to the real world.

Karma: I’m not lying to myself…….

Kyoji: You really think these feelings you hate so much can ever be considered good? If you don’t like feeling this way, why do it?

Karma: Because it will fix things.

Kyoji: How? How does that fix anything?

Karma: If everyone feels the same way, no one will be alone. They won’t be judged.

Kyoji: Or you can change yourself and become a normal person. Then you won’t be alone either. Doesn’t that seem easier than changing the entire world?

Karma: Yes. But I want to make it better for EVERYONE.

Kyoji: This is not the way to do it. Can you really expect to torture 4 billion people into becoming like you?

Karma: Not by myself.

Kyoji: And thus you’ll always be alone. You’ll always be a pariah. As long as you serve despair, you will always be alone.

Karma: I’m not serving despair. I’m controlling it.

Kyoji: There’s that self-delusion again. “I’m not crazy! Everyone else is crazy! I’m not evil! They started it! I’m not a slave! I’m the one in control!” I’ve heard it all before.

Karma: ………….

Kyoji: And I’ll tell you something else. The people who control you? They’re the same people I want to get rid of. That’s how you make the world a better place. You rid the world of the despairs. And that’s what I wanted to offer you. Emancipation.

Karma: I don’t know what the fuck that means. Is that a common word? I don’t even know simple multiplication. Never went to school.

Kyoji: It means liberation. Freedom. Actual freedom. To be your own person.

Karma: I am my own person!

Kyoji: Not as long as you serve Maverick and the despairs you’re not. And the more you deny it, the more truthful it becomes.

Karma: What makes you think I still work for Maverick? I never actually worked him. I was using him. He’s fucking terrified of me now. Wants me dead.

Kyoji: Then help me get rid of him and his cronies.

Karma: And why would I do that?

Kyoji: I’m offering you a chance to really be your own person. To achieve that acceptance you wanted. You don’t want to be judged, right? I’m offering you the chance to be away from all that. This school is one of the few places that you could be accepted and loved for who you really are. And you’re arguing against it. If you do help me, in return, you can deal with the despairs however you wish. I don’t really care how, just as long as they’re dealt with.

Karma: I am myself though?????? And no ones like me?????? Killing despairs wouldn’t change anything??????

Kyoji: How can you know if you don’t try? Right now, you’re facing one of the only people on the planet who’s willing to show you some compassion. To give you a second chance and change your ways.

Karma: compASSION?! THIS IS COMPASSION?!

Kyoji: No, of course not. But like I said, I am willing to show it to you.

Karma: Fuck. You.

Kyoji: Alternatively, I can send you into that nightmare world I told you about.

Karma: Good luck with that!

Kyoji: I reduced you to tears just by mentioning your dad. Do you really think I couldn’t do worse? The guy who knows more about the human body than anyone else here?

Karma: You couldn’t do shit. And I wasn’t crying.

Kyoji: There you go lying to yourself again. You’re such a child.

Karma: I am a LEGAL adult in my home country thank you very much.

Kyoji: You’re a child trapped in the body of an adult. And if you keep this up, that’s all you’ll ever be.

Karma: Liar liar pants on fire.

Kyoji: And you continue to prove my point. Let me ask you something else. Do you hate feeling this way?

Karma: It’s all I’ve ever felt so even if I hate it, I’m used to it.

Kyoji: Do you want to feel differently?

Karma: Fuck oooooooff.

Kyoji: Honest question. If you were given the chance, would you want that?

Karma: …………I’m not playing your games.

Kyoji: It’s not a game. Like I said, I know more about the human body than anyone else. Not only can I give you a better environment, I can change your brain chemistry. I can make you feel genuine happiness.

Karma: ……..what?

Kyoji: My best friend was the SHSL Therapist. She and I worked together on a ton of different projects. One of those was altering brain states. I can give you the first sensation of true happiness that you’ve ever experienced.

Karma: I-I already AM h-happy.

Kyoji: Are you though? Are you really? Would you prefer to spend your time trying to convince yourself that you’re happy? Or would you rather actually feel happy?

Karma: Stop trying to trick me! You don’t actually want to help me!

Kyoji: I thought you might say that. Which is why I brought the proof with me. He takes out a small vial of a yellowish fluid

Karma: What is that?

Kyoji: It’s official name is SRS-34/c/e. I personally like to call it “happy juice.”

Karma: That sounds sketchy as fuck not gonna lie.

Kyoji: I know, but let me explain. It works by stimulating the production and negating the re-uptake of Dopamine, Oxytocin, and Serotonin, while also slowing down their destruction. Basically, those are the three chemicals the brain produces that make you feel happy.

Karma: Yeah okay…….I knew that.

Kyoji: Of course. If you’re willing to help me, I’ll let you have it.

Karma: I don’t know it is what you say it is.

Kyoji: Want me to prove it? I can give you a small demonstration.

Karma: How?

Kyoji: An injection of a controlled dosage.

Karma: SKETCHY “HERE CHILD. INJECT SOME HAPPY JUICE .”

Kyoji: Not all drugs that are injected are sketchy drugs, kid. I just mean an amount small enough to trigger a response, but not enough to create a dependency. This stuff isn’t meant to be fully introduced by injection alone. It’s part of a form of chemical therapy. But it can still work in small amounts.

Karma: ………….

Kyoji: Do you want to see?

Karma: ………you promise you’re not tricking me?

Kyoji: Do you really think I’d drag you in here, make you cry, and then say I want your help if my intention was to trick you?

Karma: Yes.

Kyoji: That’s a waste of time and energy. If I wanted you dead, you would’ve died quietly in your sleep from an undetectable airborne toxin. But that’s not what happened.

Karma: That’s a boring way to kill someone.

Kyoji: Look, point is, do you want this or not?

Karma: ………..I want it.

Kyoji: Thought so. Now remember, this is just a test run. Give me your arm.

Karma: They roll up their sleeve and hold their arm out

Kyoji: He injects them with a very small amount It may take a second to kick in.

Karma: ………………..!!!! What the fuck?

Kyoji: Feel it?

Karma: Y-yes.

Kyoji: That’s happiness. Real happiness.

Karma: tears start to fall from their face I r-really like it. I’ve n-never felt like th-this before.

Kyoji: See? He helps them up This is what it feels like.

Karma: H-How long will this last for?

Kyoji: With this dosage, about ten minutes or so. But with the actual procedure, it can be a permanent factor of your brain chemistry.

Karma: !!!!!!!!!

Kyoji: But my price still stands. You help us deal with the despairs, I’ll perform the procedure on you.

Karma: So I’ll always be happy? Or will I feel other emotions too?

Kyoji: You’ll feel human for the first time in your life.

Karma: ……I’m not human….I’m a parasite. A freak.

Kyoji: You are human. That’s an unquestionable fact. Biologically, you are. With this, you will be psychologically as well.

Karma: ………….why are you doing this?

Kyoji: It’s what I do. I help people. Even people who I have every reason to hate. You know Monaca? The little green-haired girl? She’s the reason my best friend is dead. And I took partial custody of her.

Karma: ………….

Kyoji: I try to make people better.

Karma: they actually hug Kyoji and start to cry quite a bit Th-thank you……

Kyoji: You’re welcome. So do you promise to help?

Karma: I don’t know how….. b-but I can try. they hug tighter I don’t think I’ve had a hug in years. I forgot what they felt like.

Kyoji: hugs them back, albeit a bit reluctantly Hugs are nice

Karma: Y-yeah…..

Kyoji: Good. I’m glad to hear I have your support. But there are some ground rules I’d like to lay down.

Karma: Shit.

Kyoji: Nothing major. Just some things I want to make clear.

You’re helping us stop the despairs. That means no killing or harming any innocents.

Stay away from Mikan, Ryouko, and Mitsuru for the foreseeable future.

If you give me any reason to distrust you, the deal’s off.

Save Maverick for me. I have a special way of dealing with him.

Karma: Okay but what if killing or harming and innocent is for the greater good of stopping the despairs? And what if I want to have fun with Maverick? …..never got to use the pear of anguish on him.

Kyoji: You can use it on the other despairs. I don’t really give a shit. And drop the greater good bullshit please.

Karma: I only use the pear of anguish for the reasons it was used for back when it was created. Also I’m serious with the greater good stuff.

Kyoji: As for Maverick, the possibility that he could reincarnate as someone has been raised as a possibility to me. I don’t intend for that to become an issue anytime soon. No, death’s too good for that bastard. I have something far more brutally effective in mind.

Karma: I wanna have fun with Maverick. D:<

Kyoji: I’m dealing with Maverick. You can break his limbs if you want, but I need him alive. In the loosest definition of the word.

Karma: I want to do more than break his limbs. I won’t kill him if you don’t want me to. But I wanna mess with him physically and psychologically.

Kyoji: I’ve already got that covered. I know how to destroy him completely and utterly. As for the other despairs, feel free to go nuts.

Karma: Fine. What about the greater good stuff?

Kyoji: No innocents get harmed. Understood?

Karma: Okay but what if a despair has like…. Mikan with a gun to her head and is like “I’ll only let her go if you shoot that bystander over there.” Because I would shoot the bystander without a second thought.

Kyoji: It won’t come to that. Look, don’t focus on hypotheticals.

Karma: In order to beat a despair, you have to think like a despair. That’s where all of your flaws lie.

Kyoji: Hence why I asked for your help.

Karma: Wow rude. But also thanks.

Kyoji: Your confusing appreciation has been acknowledged.

Karma: What I’m saying is, you deciding that it won’t come to that is dumb and puts you in a bad place of vulnerability and blind sightedness. You have to think of EVERY possibility. Even the ones that seem far fetched.

Kyoji: Understood. I’ll leave all that to you. We’ll work out all the details later.

Karma: Yeah yeah whatever. …………it’s almost over isn’t it? How long has it been?

Kyoji: Eight minutes.

Karma: ………

Kyoji: …..This is probably a bad idea, but…give me your other arm.

Krma: Wh- a-alright. they roll up their other sleeve and give him their arm

Kyoji: This will keep you going a bit longer he injects them with another small amount But that’s all I can give you for now. Any more and it’ll cause some serious negative consequences. However, if you adhere to the rules and we pull this off, that procedure is a guarantee.

Karma: Do I act different when on the….. “happy juice”?

Kyoji: First, let’s call it SRS for now. It has less weird connotations. Second, yeah, you’re more mature and focused.

Karma: :0c

Kyoji: In the same way that 50 is greater than 40

Karma: NO MATH PLEASE

Kyoji: Muahahahaha~ Nah, kidding.

Karma: Also I like happy juice. I’m gonna go around telling people “Kyoji gave me his happy juice.”

Kyoji: You’re doing that on purpose, aren’t you?

Karma: oh absolutely.

Kyoji: Do it and you’re not getting the stuff.

Karma: The Good Stuff™ ………I sound like my old druggie self.

Kyoji: This isn’t even a drug. It’s a hormone.

Karma: I used to the weed. Tried shrooms once. They were okay I guess. HAVE YOU EVER TRIED LSD?!

Kyoji: No, but I’ve read about MK Ultra. Where they gave LSD to unsuspecting people in the U.S. and Canada. Pretty fucked up stuff.

Karma: LSD fucked me up real bad and I got in trouble with my superiors. >:(((

Kyoji: I see. You know, after talking to you, I feel like I’ve spent two hours on a treadmill.

Karma: What why?

Kyoji: Nothing. I need a rest.

Karma: M'probably gonna get all angsty and rude again when The Good Stuff™ wears off.

Kyoji: So make the most of it. If I give you more like this, I’m liable to cause permanent damage. Anyway, I have your support, yes?

Karma: I guess. ……….also I really am sorry for causing the miscarriage. I just really didn’t want to admit it.

Kyoji: ….I’m not ready to forgive you for that. But maybe I will. If I can forgive the girl who murdered my best friend, it’s possible I can forgive you too. I’m a weird guy like that. hehe

Karma: Yeah…..

Kyoji: Anyway, I’ll call you when we’re ready to begin the operation. Until then, I ask that you stay out of trouble, alright?

Karma: I can only try.

Kyoji: As long as you try, there’s the chance that you can do.

Karma: Yeah okay whatever shush.

Kyoji: Yeah, I should be off now. I need to lay down for…20 minutes…4 hours…however long.

Karma: I’m gonna go do…… something?

Kyoji: Just as long as that something doesn’t violate the four rules, that’s fine.

Karma: Fine. See ya.

Kyoji: Later. Karma: Thanks for fucking beating me up. And making me cry. Reminding me of my past. And making me feel worthless. Thanks. I’m not salty.

Kyoji: After hurting my girlfriend and killing our baby, that’s the least I could’ve done to you. I want to help you, but don’t think I’ll let that go until you’ve proven yourself.

Karma: Yeah okay fair enough I’d have probably killed you. SEE YA SCRUB. they heelie away

Kyoji: Just their presence makes me feel like I need a nap. Oy.

#kyoji nakamura #karma graves #danganronpa #submission #grimokami #commander-bubbles-the-first

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cupcakeshakesnake · 7 years

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Watching The Husbands of River Song for the first time

(When I started writing the post I messed up my typing and the title said “Watchgin the Husnabds of REierv Sogn for the fitrst time”)

-Oh dear, one episode closer to catching up to the show, and one step clser to a yet unknown source of heartbreak.

tf is this flying dish

Wait, they’re celebrating Christmas in 5343?

-Wow Jesus looks like you’ve really outdone yourself

-TARDIS

-TARDEEEEHS

Why is the music all doom-y and scary like this is something bad That is the best note ever

-HEEEEyyyyy it’s the bald guy from the Series 10 trailer!!

-He looks like he’d be a mouse or a hamster if he was an animal

“Is there anything on my head?”

-YES THERE IS

-OH GOSH

IT’S CONTAGIOUS

-I MUST RUN BEFORE RED CHRISTMAS RUDOLPH ANTLERS SPROUT UP ON MY HEAD

-well hello alien santa under the hood

-RIVEEEEEEER

-WTF

-WHAT THE FAAAAAAAAQ

-wait why is she so pissed-- OHHHHHH

-IT’S BEFORE SHE wait hold on a minute

-This is the first time she’s seeing his twelfth incarnation in-show, yes? No?

-*checks Wikipedia* Yes I’m right but...

-I think I’ll have to watch more before jumping to conclusions

-By the way, this.

A time travelling alien as old as time and also a fluffy grinning cat.

-”My husband is dying.” Doctor: wtf is going on am i about to cross my own timestream or what

-”wtf river”

-Ah yes, flurry snow in the middle of a bajillion cogwheels, brilliant intro.

-Oh shit it’s Moffat

-Poor Twelve must be confused so much.

-River looks like she’s faking though. She’s not the kind of person who coos at people like that.

(unfortunately I could not find a stock photo of a cat looking exactly like this. pity.)

-No, seriously. Look at this cate.

-Anyway who the fuck is that guy in that disproportionately large armor, like, where in the actual sarlacc butthole did he come from

-River Song’s Drama has increased by 100!

-uhhh lemme see I think that’s a mix of Megaman, the old Transformers cartoon and ahh what’s that one videogame I swear there are videogames with people wearing hulky armor like that

-DAMN TWELVE DROPPIN IT

-I don’t even

-I don’t even know what I’m watching

-And yet there’s this lingering fear in the back of my mind that’s still scared of the text “Written by Steven Moffat”

-Wait, if she’s talking to the people in the little screens and they react accordingly to her gestures, then it means they’re watching her too, but where’s the camera?

-Doctor: “the fuck”

-”Do you recognize me?” “No” So the Doctor said no because of something unrelated but I swear a part of him just wanted to get back at River

-HE’S WHITE DIAMOND, GEMS HAVE GENDER, WHITE DIAMOND CONFIR-- nevermind wrong show

-”You’re talking about murdering someone!” “No I’m not, I’m actually murdering someone.”

-”Do you know who you remind me of?” “Yes, probably of a chap with a big-” (he means big chin, don’t get any ideas) “My second wife!”

-The dialogue is top notch in this episode

-Oh no, it’s the robot king who doesn’t look like he can eat his enemies very efficiently and his legion of...

...sword-wielding Jawas.

-Heck, they even sound like Jawas.

-what the effing head

-”I wondered why we didn’t share a bathroom”

-Well for me it explains the nonsense body proportions

-”Decision overruled. Recommendation: Chill.”

-I love how the robot suit says “Chill”, it’s just so.. chill. It’s actually chilling out. It’s the chillest robot in robot history.

I have paused at just the right moment

They’re nerding out together

-Aw the Doctor’s laughing

-He’s having so much fun

-”I haven’t laughed in a long, long time.” There. All the more merrier because of that.

-Oh god

-Okay how many people are River Song gonna hang around with in this episode

-”He only has twelve faces” OHHHHH BECAUSE RIVER DOESN’T KNOW THAT THE TIMELORDS GAVE HIM A NEW REGENERATION CYCLE DOES SHE

‘Little do they know the BBC wanted to continue the show for another fifty years.’

-noooo not the bald guy nuuuuu

-What a cynical robot

-DOCTOR JUST TELL HER THAT IT’S YOUR TARDIS

-Poor Doc

-”Oh yeah I’m SURE I’ll get SOOOO surprised”

-”It’s my girl.”

-The sarcasm is strong with this one.

-”Oh it’s BIGGER on the INSIDE how SURPRISING because I’ve NEVER seen one beFORE”

I’M DYING ASDGSDJSA;;

-”Wait, my Tardis had a fridge?”

-Sooooo when River was with Eleven she was the better driver (in terms of comfort; no offense to Eleven’s Timelording skills in general) but now Twelve is probably the calmest drver so far and River’s, well... not so much.

-”Of course I’m NOT getting frustrated by you doing everything wrong and trying to give you instructions because it’s CLEARLY not my Tardis how can you even SUGGEST such a thing”

-”Yes thank you I am a quick learner and NOTHING else, NOTHING like I’ve flown this Tardis countless times before”

-So if the Tardis can’t take off while someone’s both in and out, then this wouldn’t work, huh.

(From one of the Bunny Suicides books)

-”What sort of medical school did you go to?”

-A king does not unnecessarily endanger the lives of his people... Unless he is cross.

-LOGIC

-OH SHIT THAT GUY’S HEAD GOT CHOPPED OFF TOO

-”Death initiated.”

-The fuck kind of Star Wars cantina did they walk into

-”They’re still digesting their mother.”

-”--I will rip you open and devour you--” “It’s my stomach.”

-Even the guy whose wife got eaten by his kids is going ‘wtf’

-The fuck kind of CGI was that

-”This is where genocide comes to kick back and relax.” Oh boy, that’s gonna get on the Doctor’s nerves.

-”Why are you frowning?” “How’d you know?” “It’s audible.”

-”The man who gave me this was the sort of man who’d know exaclty how a long a diary you’re going to need.” “Oh yeah that’s definitely not me”

-I SAW THAT EYEBROW RAISE, RIVER SONG, YOU CHEEKY LITTLE TIME TRAVELLER

-Annnnd River’s supposed to be paid by a Voldemort with a nose.

-WHAT THE FUCK HIS HEAD OPENS UP

-JEEZ!

-YOU HAVE A JAWBREAKER IN YOUR HEAD??!?

-OH MY FUCKING GOD EVERYONE HAS CRACKED UP HEADS

-For some reason, Credits seems to be the common term for whatever currency is used vaguely in scifi universes. They have Credits in Star Wars too!

-Whoever is playing that pale guy is going to have a royally sore throat by the end of the episode.

-”Hail Hydra”

-You should probably just give him the head...

-To be fair you crackhead guys did creep them out

-The thing.

-Did the head just run away or something, why are the Doctor and River so uneasy, do they really just don’t want to witness a brain surgery or am I missing something here

-Dang it Doctor.

-”The skyyyy shall crrrrrack”

-Well the head is there...

-what. the. fuck. is. happening.

-”At last I am whole again” Well I wouldn’t really call it whole if your body’s a robot but...

-Okay.... that happened.

-*hastily muffled Steven Universy screeching*

-SCREW YOU CATFISH BUG MAN

-Why do his eyebrows make a squeak sound

-”A picnic at Asgard...” MARVEL/DOCTOR WHO CROSSOVER CONFI-- nevermind

-jesus christ why is that guy so intent on reading River’s diary out loud

-’The Angels Take Manhattan’ was three seasons ago. And yes, that episode was written by Moffat too.

-”An infinite number of faces” Well, I wouldn’t say it’s infinite per se...

-Besides, if there’s only the head left, wouldn’t that kind of hinder the regeneration, if not stop it altogether?

-Wait, since when was the robot the king and not the head?

-I don’t like the catfish bug guy with the French mustache. In fact, I am liking him less and less by the second.

-WHOA WAIT THAT ROBOT COULD STORE MULTIPLE HEADS IN IT? I THOUGHT IT JUST TOOK ONE OFF AND PUT ON ANOTHER

-Dammit River why would you want to hurt him like that HE IS RIGHT THERE ;_;

-;_;

-*CRYING EMOJI INTENSIFIES*

-”Two hearts, stupid clothes--” Well the latter changed a bit.

-MOFFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT

-DAMMIT MOFFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT

-HE IS RIGHT THERE

-DAMMIT MOFFAT

FUCK YOU MOFFAT

-TAKE MY HEART AND RIP IT APART SOME MORE WHY DON’T YOU

-”I’m an archaeologist from the future. I dug you up.”

-DAMN

-”What do you think of my new body” “I’ll let you know, I’ve only seen the face” Okay it’s either me or Moffat that isn’t aware that this is a family show.

-She caught it in her f-cking boobs

-HER BOOBS

-FAMILY SHOW

-”FAMILY SHOW”

-”So, King Hydroflax?” (idk how tf it’s spelled) “I married the diamond!” (”wE ARE THE CRYSTAL--””SHUT UP!!”) “So you say.” “Elizabeth the First.” “Ramone.” “Marilyn Monroe!” “Stephen Fry!” “Cleopatra!” “Same thing!”

-IF YOU HAVEN’T GUESSED ALREADY, I’M DYING

Glowing cables.

-”Crashing spaceships, that’s my job.” I feel like I should write a sentence that rhymes with this, but unfortunately I can’t.

-OH THE TOP PART OF HIS SCREWDRIVER ROTATES

-”I’ve been doing it longer!” “I do it better!” Like how you drive the Tardis, for example. (I can also see the above dialogue used in a very, very, wrong, scenario, but I’ll just keep quiet and hope that it wasn’t Moffat’s intention.)

-river u ok?

-k

Looks like one of those audio equipment machines.

-Reminds me of the ‘Profit’ memes.

-1. Crash ship 2. Look outside 3. FIRE 4. Nope the fuck outta there and travel forward in time 5. ?? 6. Profit

-1. Visit some yet-to-be tour spot 2. Give money to a random guy and tell him to set up a restaurant 3. Travel forward in time 4. ??? 5. Profit

-River why aren’t you closing the Tardis door

-THE GOD DAMN BOT

-Oh look Nardole’s alive too

-”Now that, my dear, is a suit.” Gotta agree.

HOLE-LEE SHEE-EHT

-THAT’S THE SCREWDRIVER FROM ‘SILENCE IN THE LIBRARY’

-THAT WAS SEASON FOUR

-MOFFAT

-YOU’VE CONSTRUCTED A PLOT STRING THAT SPANS FIVE SEASONS YOU BIG ASSHOLE GENIUS SPIDER

(Screencap of webpage http://www.chakoteya.net/DoctorWho/30-9.htm)

-HOLY FLUKES HOW DARE YOU

-”Are you crying?”

-i-- yes yes i am blame moffat not me

-”There are stories about us, you know.” “Oh, I dread to think.” Been looking around AO3, have you River?

-m o f f a t y o u m o t h e r f u c k e r

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Moffat you deceitful fuck, I won’t trust you until the very end

-But thank you for sparing us from saying goodbye to her face

You forgot to say ‘forever’

-Please just let them stay together happily for those 24 years

HA I spelled it right

-Overall one of the best Christmas specials in my personal opinion, and top-notch acting by Capaldi. Really, top, notch.

#watching for the first time #doctor who #dw series 9 #the husbands of river song #twelfth doctor #river song #peter capaldi #alex kingston #doctor who christmas special #reaction #review #whovian #long post #nardole #moffat #fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck #king hydroflax

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derangedknifefreak · 7 years

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Chara

-Verses-

Void/file travel: Chara randomly appears in timelines/au’s other then her own to mess with them. Past: Chara when she was younger, aka, during the goat family time with Asriel. Possesing Frisk: Chara during her first genocide run. Will be written with both my muses. Non-canon: Anything else you’d like to rp, such as post pacifist or random ships, I won’t say no but I won’t consider it canon for Chara’s story.

About

Full Name: HIDDEN Nickname: Chara > How’d they get it?: It was the first thing she thought of when she met Asriel.

Age: 14 (but if you count all the timelines she’s been through she’d be around 30 or so) > Date of Birth: 25 may 1974 > Zodiac: Gemini

Species: Human Gender: Trans Feminine (Aka, born male, identifies primarily but not completely as female.)

Pronouns: She/Her or They/Them Sexual Orientation: No preference

> When did they realize this?:Their interests don’t lay in traditional sexual contact, so the gender or species of the opposing party simply don’t matter.

Current Residence: Post Genocide Undertale verse

Fight Abilities

Hand-to-Hand capability: Very quick reflexes and good at dodging, but having a teens body, her punches are virtually harmless. > Who taught them: Reflexes came naturally but she learned how to deal with monster attacks through multiple playthroughs with various Frisks and Players.

Weapons: Chara will use whatever weapon is available to them and is light enough for them to swing effectively. She has an obvious preference for any weapon with a sharp edge and point, like knives, swords and spears. She usually picks a knife because it’s the lightest and easiest to maneuver. > Who taught them: Self taught

Physical strength: very little Speed: very fast Planning: She knows all monsters from the original timeline so she can easily plan her attacks around this knowledge, but when she meets a new monster she tends to attack blindly until she’s figured them out. Powers: Can possess anybody. A monsters’ weaker soul doesn’t stand a chance against hers, but the soul of a young determined human could probably expel hers. Gaining LOVE makes it easier for her to possess you.

Family

The only parents Chara truly remembers having at this point are Toriel and Asgore. Before she fell into the underground she actually had a pretty normal family life, but she didn’t get along with any of her family; she simply never fit in anywhere. She was always the odd duck out and not once felt any kind of understanding from anyone. She hates humans primarily because they’re ‘stupid’ and ‘useless’. This hatred only applies to adults as she’s generally willing to give children a chance.

Chara was always a bit closer with Toriel, she appreciated goat mom’s humor and felt accepted and loved by her in ways she never felt before. Unconditionally. She loves Asgore too, but simply has a slightly more distant relationship with him. Asgore was more aware of her somewhat twisted nature, which is probably why he kept her at a slight distance.

Of course she was closest with Asriel. The two shared literally everything together. Toriel had a difficult job just getting them to eat of different plates and sleep in different beds. But despite how close they were their relationship was less then healthy. Chara would manipulate and emotionally abuse Asriel to get what she wanted. Asriel was for the most part unaware of this, but occasionally it would dawn on him that she treated him more like a pet then a brother. He never complained though; he just wanted her to love and approve of him.

Relationships

Virgin?: In the classic sense, yes. However they have been involved in sexual acts of a different nature.

First crush?: You could argue that (genocide!)Sans was their first crush; but it would only be his strength they crushed on, not him as a person. They also have a certain obsession with their frisk and the same goes for Asriel; while they were never in love She considers him hers and used to get really possessive.

Any romantic relationship?: It would be difficult for any relationship with a person this twisted to evolve into a romance, but it’s not impossible. Chara could only be romanced by a personality more dominant then her own, and that person would have to accept her ‘demonic’ nature, and to a certain degree, understand it. Chara is an emotional masochist, she won’t like being hurt physically, but she likes it if her partner can give her the feels. The more it hurts her heart, the better.

Favorites

Favorite foods: French Snails in Garlic butter [Don’t put them in pie toriel!], Candied apples, Pure Chocolate > Least favorite food: Pasta’s in general

Favorite colors: Red [BLOOD] > Least favorite color: Gold

Music: Trance and the gentler styles of house music Literature: Fairy Tales Smell: Lemons Feeling: Bittersweet Season: Fall Pets: Hamster Place: Core Favorite sport: Dancing Possession this character values most: the Heart locket > Why is it so important to them?:It contains a picture of her goat family and reminds her of the happiest time she had in her life.

Physical Characteristics

Height: 155 cm (5 feet 1 inch) Weight: 45 kg (90 pounds) Body build: Slender Eye Color: Deep brown/ red > Glasses or contact lenses?: No

Hair Color: Light Brown > Type of hair: Frizzy straight > Hairstyle: Chin length, styled outwards

Complexion and skin tone: Pale / Caucasian > Any particular blemishes?: Her lips are always cracked.

Shape of Face: apple Scent: Salty and Metallic Voice: Medium high Mannerisms: Giggly, seemingly carefree, DISTURBING Health: Physically; she’s literally a walking, rotting corpse. It doesn’t really bother her much though and she can’t exactly get sick either. Her soul (Which isn’t in her body, she’s using Frisks’) is all cracked up and eternally bleeding. Style: Simple and cute, a cross between childish and feminine. She likes sleeves that are too long. Tics: Not exactly a nervous tic, but She cannot stand still when she hears music, ever. She will dance against her own will.

Preferred Clothing

Underwear: Solid colored slips Shirts: stripped sweaters Pants: comfy shorts, leggings Skirts: short, multi-layer Jackets: loose and comfortable Shoes: anything without heels, Short boots Accessories: She doesn’t go anywhere without her locket. Formal wear: She’d purposely wear something old and torn up just to make a point. Sleeping wear: shorts and shirt Swimming wear: children’s bikini

Intellectual/Mental/Personality Attributes and Attitudes

Did they go to school?: She was home schooled both above and under ground. She’s good at exact subjects.

Native language: English > Do they know any other languages?: No, but she carries a wing dings translation sheet around just in case. Multiverse travel taught her to.

Manner of Writing: Childish, doesn’t use difficult words and keeps her sentences short. Any Mental Illnesses?: So many, but they are undiagnosed. In short, she’s thoroughly fucked in the head. How does your Character see themselves?: “After everything I’ve done, It’s still just me. Nothing’s wrong.” How does your Character believe they are perceived by others?: They think they’re seen as nothing but a demon who only exists to torture and kill everyone around them. This believe is often accurate. How self-confident is your character?: If they don’t feel confident they will just pretend they are so it’s not noticeable. They’re a good actor. > What makes their self-confidence waver?: Dying to minor monsters

What would embarrass your character the most?: If somebody felt sorry for them. How does your character feel about love: She doesn’t see the point of it.

How does your character show affection/love?: Play around and threatening them longer before brutally murdering them. She may even make you a flower crown. Before forcing you to eat it. Probably. How does your character handle grief?: In short, she doesn’t. She just pretends it’s not there at all. > What are they like when they cry?: Quietly sobbing while hidden away OR grinning madly while tears stream down when their face with the FEELS. > What can make them cry?: Being reminded of Asriel’s betrayal or in those rare moments when the fact everybody hates their existence actually gets to them.

How does your character handle physical pain?: She gets mad and makes sure to pay it back triple. > Emotional pain?: She gets high on it.

Leader or follower?: Follower/ loner ‘big picture’ or ‘little details’?: Big picture Energy level: She’s quite energetic. Describe their sense of humor: Dry and dark. Very dark. She finds screams of agony especially funny. Hobbies: Playing games and dancing. Talents: Seeing through people, dancing. > She dances a fast style of contemporary dance.

Extremely unskilled at: Socializing.

Emotional Characteristics

How does character relate to others?: She seem them primarily as tools or sources of entertainment. How does the character deal with anger?: Fight. > With sadness/ loss?: Smile > With conflict?: Kill > With change?: Curiosity

What does your character want out of life?: To be entertained What would your character like to change in his/her life?: Generally they’d answer this question with ‘nothing’ or ‘what would be the point, this world will end regardless’. But occasionally they’ll long for the time they were happy with their family, and wish Asriel had used his powers to get the 6 souls and execute their plan. What frightens your character?: Little white dogs > Are they afraid of the Dark?: No, they embrace it. > Death?: No, they’re technically already dead.

Is your character judgmental of others?: She’s quick to gather what to expect of the opposing party but her deductions are usually accurate so you can’t really call it being judgmental. She’s kind of judgmental of naive people though. Is your character generous or stingy?: Neither, she doesn’t really deal with money. Is your character generally polite or rude?: Rude. Optimistic or Pessimistic?: Pessimistic. Introvert or Extrovert?: Introvert/ behaves like extrovert. Daredevil or Cautious?: Daredevil, no need to be cautious when you’re already dead. Logical or Emotional?: Both Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat?: Messy Would they rather be working or relaxing?: They like to be active. How do they feel about animals?: Pets are pretty cute, she secretly has a weakness for fluffy things. They are most at ease when: Listening to music and dancing alone. > Ill at ease when: having to behave for some reason in a crowded place; too many people judging her at once.

What is their best quality?: Good dancer. What is their biggest flaw?: Everything else.

Some History

Chara didn’t go through any sort of trauma aside from those caused by her own abnormal personality even as a child. During her childhood she never expressed her inner demons the way she does now. She was actually a pretty sweet child before Frisk showed her it was ok for her to be evil, to be themselves, through doing a genocide run. Since then she has seen, and caused many more broken timelines.

Breaking and recreating the timeline over and over again has caused her soul to crack. Pieces have broken away over time, leaving her with less and less of her ‘good’ self. If she continues the way she has, eventually, she truly will be nothing but the demon called LOVE.

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