#free choice

[karihighman]

Day 7️⃣: Free Choice — MELERIC S5 BTS 😄👍 because they are the best ship captains and they have truly elevated Chenford to be what it is today!! Because of their friendship and chemistry we have our canon ship! ❤️❤️

#the rookie #chenford #thanks to meleric’s friendship #meleric #chenford week 23 #chenford week 2023 #free choice #behind the scenes

[gramarobin]

#stephen king #authors #books #book banning #free choice #free thought

[kmomof4]

OUAT Appreciation Week

Day 7- Free Choice

For today’s post I’d like to share my favorite OUAT relationships.

First and foremost…

OTP FOREVER. And that’s my favorite kiss, btw 😁🥰😍❤️

Second Charming Swan

Third is a tie Captain Cobra

And Captain Charming

And finally Outlaw Queen

@dinneratgrannys

#ouataw23 #free choice #favorite relationships #userstorybrooke

[krasivaa]

Leonor Week 2023

DAY SEVEN: FREE CHOICE

▪︎▪︎ my choice: adorable relationship between Crown Princess Leonor of Spain and her grandmother, Queen Sofia. 🤩🥺 ~~☆°°♡~•~~

my video edit made by using CapCut; you can see Leonor talking about her granny while giving one of her first speeches...

#leonor week 2023 #leonor week 2023 day seven #free choice #princess leonor #crown princess leonor #leonor of spain #leonor's 18th birthday #the bourbons #house of bourbon #srf #spanish royal family #18th birthday #leonor #leo #leonor edit #leo edit #my edit #capcut #queen sofia #granny #granddaughter #grandmother #my sweeties>>>>

[midwifeslashcobblerslashme]

Aziraphale dreaming of Broadway after he and Crowley saved the day.

A bit late for the last day of the Ineffable husbands appreciation week. Thank you @dailyineffablehusbands for hosting it was great fun!

#good omens #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #crowley #ihaw23 #good omens appreciation week day 7 #free choice #aziracrow #my edits #my stuff

[driftward]

.free

Welcome back, wanderer. Did you find what you were looking for?

#final fantasy xiv #junelezen #junelezen 2023 #free choice #biot writes #biot edits #y'shtola rhul #klynt gohtawyn #ement vauban #ryssthota sundstyrwyn #riven fortemps #mathye bishop #c'oretta khell #y'zel tia #meya ganajai #apple silverberg #echoes #the eleventh hour #free #zoissette vauban #lavender

[im-the-j-in-anthony-j-crowley]

Are angels and demons really different from humans?

All angels (and here I am including those who are now demons) were created for a purpose to carry out god's plan. Their existence was dictated by that ultimate goal, and there was absolutely no other choice. Because there was nothing else they could be. There is no way out. Before the demons separated, there was no alternative.

We commonly talk about the idea of free choice, and sometimes whether it applies to angels or not. But I feel like we focus too much on the tangible part of free choice, on the: Am I capable of choosing something different?

And not enough on the: Am I able to conceive of a different choice?

Before the demons were created, it was not possible to conceive of another option. It was either fulfill your predisposed function as an angel, or nothing. Because there was nothing outside of that.

So from my perspective, in technical terms, before the concept of demon was created, angels had no free choice. Because from their position, from the way they saw their environment, from something completely unconscious, there were no other choices.

And then all the angels who dared to go beyond what was established, in even the smallest variation (yes, ask questions) were cast out.

They were... demonized. When God speaks of angels dancing on the head of a pin, he clearly says they are the same. Or that in practical terms, they are. Now demons have that label surrounded by all the things that angels don't do (dancing, tempting humans, and so on) but in terms of capabilities... they're the same.

Whenever I think about this, I can't help but think that angels and demons are basically an extrapolation of humanity itself. You have the humans who "choose" to do good, the humans who "choose" to continue that path... and the ones who don't, who end up in hell. Along with the demons who also chose not to follow the plan that had been created for them.

I put the word choose in quotation marks because I am a firm believer that many times you don't have a choice, and that you are not always able to reach the same level of "good person" that others are able to reach. I feel this is exemplified very well in the mini-episode on resurrectionists.

I feel like we all know that the word "demonize" has a negative connotation, and that it's something you shouldn't do to a person.

Now we have a series that goes into grayscale, about how the demon we see is actually... not completely evil, but has a scale of shades of dark gray. In the same way that humans have them

The only difference I feel there is between humans and angels/demons is the way it is presented. Because it's relatively easier to notice that gray scale when (at least in theory) we don't have any characteristics associated with being evil or good.

Instead angels and demons have such a well marked line. Down is the bad guys, up is the good guys, black clothes the bad guys, white clothes the good guys, physical characteristics of animals the bad guys, completely human appearance the good guys.

This is why I feel that what really needs to be deconstructed in the series, is the concept that heaven is all the good in existence, and hell is all the bad in existence

Angels and demons have free choice in the same way that humans have, the only difference is that over there they successfully managed to throw overboard everyone who didn't want to live in the society that had been built.

Something that we as humanity have tried a lot of times, and I am happy to say, we have not achieved 100% yet.

So one of the things I most want to see in the show, is more of that grayscale in them. The story of angels and demons could easily be the story of humanity, with the only difference being that now it's easier to understand because there's visual aids differentiating the dark grays from the light grays

#I feel that one of the things that made me connect with good omens is that I have always been obsessed with the grayscale in humanity itself #I refuse to believe that there is true evil and true good #This is one of my favorite concepts and if this is what Neil Gaiman has been aiming for with the show... #good omens meta #good omens heaven #good omens #good omens hell #free choice #good omens analysis #neil gaiman

[belleschippedcup]

HAPPY WOMEN’S HISTORY MONTH TO ALL

#women’s history month #abortion #free choice #feminism #lgbtq+ #human rights #france #france is my friend

[hoodie-buck]

day 7: free choice

clipboard!buck

tags: @buddiextarlos @swiftiediaz @mansikkaomenabanaani @confetti-cupcake @xxfiction-is-my-realityxx @chimneymistergayhan @loveyourownsmiilee @corgiqueen14 @justsmilestuffhappens @prettyboyandthekid @honestlydarkprincess @zainclaw @reallysmartladymariecurie @djdangerlove @constructiononqueersunset @love-buddie @bifirefighters @mr-and-mr-diaz @blaidddrwg1982 @buddierights @crazyfangirlallert @imsupposedtobewritting @ekstasisandqueerangst @acediaz

#buckweek2022 #day 7 #free choice #clipboard!buck #my most beloved #evan ‘buck’ buckley #evan buckley edit #evan buckley the loml <3 #911 fox #kel(s) edits

[f-a-c-facility]

you walk through a hallway into a cold metal room, multiple off rooms with big ol' windows and heavy locked doors.

why are you in here?? are you another doctor? scientist? perhaps just a visitor. anyways you practically have full access to most of the facility, just remember there are cameras everywhere and your always being watched

but to your left you see a door that's not as heavily locked, the sign next to it reads "#0031 Zephyr. robot, fail"

and to your right, a rather normal door that's only has one lock from the inside, it's just dr.Kay's office, i wouldn't bother her right now

but the choice is yours. what do you do?

#ask blog #free choice #oc rpg #oc tag #ask away! #send me asks #F-A-C facility

[bughead-in-the-comics]

From Free Choice, Archie Giant Series #11 (1961).

#bughead #jughead jones #betty cooper #veronica lodge #old comics #digest comics #archie giant series #bughead high school #bughead streets #bughead confused #bughead surprised #free choice #they share a brain cell

[houserosaire]

Prompt #4: Inevitable

The man in the portrait was handsome in a rather stern way, with high sharp cheekbones and a strong jaw. A nose that might have been a bit too pronounced in any other setting centered his face, hooked slightly downward like the beak of a falcon. He might have looked almost cruel if the painter had not managed to capture the faintest hint of a smile on his full lips, and the warmth in eyes as brilliantly golden as amber. Those two touches softened that dark skinned face from cold to merely proud, and they were the reason that when the light hit the canvas just right Silvaineaux could almost see the man who had been his father in that painted reflection of him.

Usually he passed the portrait with little more than a fond glance but tonight he came to stand in front of it, lifting his glass of whiskey in a silent toast. The parlor was empty, and the frail and snow-shrouded sun had long ago abandoned the windows. Only a few candles and the dying glow of the coals in the fireplace lit the room. Silvaineaux sipped his drink and then set the glass on the mantle below the portrait. Tugging one of the heavy chairs around to face up at the painting, he collected his glass once more and settled into it.

“I wanted to ask you something.” He told the painting quietly.

The painting of course did not answer. Candlelight flickered over canvas, bringing out the lines of brushstrokes rather than the planes of familiar features, but the gleaming amber eyes still looked almost alive.

“I wonder…” Silvaineaux said, trying to ignore how loud his own soft voice sounded in the empty room. “If mother had not been what she was. A lady of Ishgard, acceptable to your family even if you weren’t to hers. If she had been someone else. A maid… a foreigner. A Shroud witch… would you still have loved her? Would you still have married her?”

He paused as if he expected an answer even if he knew none would come, looking up at his father’s painted features and trying to guess what he might have said if the occasion for this conversation had arisen while he still lived.

“I think you would have.” Silvaineaux said softly into the silence after a moment. “Perhaps that makes me a silly believer in fairy tales. But you always looked at her as if she were… inevitable. As if it could never have been any other way.”

The portrait still did not speak, but Silvaineaux looked up into the painted eyes and the captured light in their golden depths. If he turned he knew he would find the painting of his mother hanging just across the room. It was easy enough to imagine that the small softness in his father’s features came from seeing her. 

He sighed. “Perhaps it’s a rather silly question really. But what I wanted to ask was if she had been one of those things… Someone from far away or that you could not marry in Halone’s church. How would you have made your promise to her if you could not swear to her on the Fury?”

The man in the painting did not answer of course. He was only paint on canvas and memories. After a moment Silvaineaux emptied his glass and rose from the chair. “Never mind.” he said quietly to the empty room. “I think you would have found a way. I will too.”

#FFXIVWrite2022 #Silvaineaux #Severin #Athenais #my writing #ffxiv rp #free choice

[docpiplup]

ASOIAF RARE PAIRS WEEK 2022

Day 7: Free choice/ Time Travel AU -> Nedrya for @atypical-asoiaf-pairs

Arya had been invited by Ned Dayne to come to Starfall and staying some days together.

One day while they were on a trip throughout the Torrentine, Arya and Ned found suddenly a strange man appeared behind a rock formation that was close to the riverside. The man seemed diorientid and confused, his cloak was white decorated with small green hands.

"He must be a Gardener, look at his cloak" Ned said.

Arya remembered a frew Maester Luwin's history about the Age of Heroes and the old kings of the Reach, Old Nan's tales about the legendary Garth Greenhand and his descendants like Brandon of the Bloody Blade, Rose of the Red Lake, Flores the Fox and Garth the Gardener...

"House Gardener ended with Aegon's conquest, it would be impossible to find a member of the family nor their bannermen "

"Maybe he's an actor from a play, I'll go and ask him"

"Ser, can we help you?

"I'm not a knight"

The man told that he was Rodrik and that he was member of the guard of Garth the Gardener and that he was on his way to Highgarden but he got lost and  he got surprised that he suddenly appeared in Dorne.

"I'm Arya Stark of Winterfell and he's Edric Dayne of Starfall, we're now in the river Torrentine, not far from Blackmont. I live in the North, but Edric knows this land very well" Arya thought that maybe neither Winterfell or Starfall existen yet if it was true that he was from the past, but she tried to introduce them to him and try to confort him.

"We were about going fishing, would you want to come with us, Rodrick?" Edric asked him. He was so sweet. Arya thought the same. We were thinking to say the same thing, just like she and Jon.

They sat by the river with Rodrik. He murmured something. Something about a witch who had brought him here. It was hard to understand him. A woman with dark hair and hazel eyes, he told.

All he remembered is that he was on a battlefield with Garth against the Casterlys, the woman told him that he could find a way to defeat them and he follow her, she told him to search information about the Age of Heroes in a great library, and the woman disappeared.

"Rodrik, come here, you got lost in your way, I can help you!

A woman whispered from afar.

"Garth needs you to be by his side for the next time, come with me"

The woman approached. At first Arya thought she might be the woman who had brought Rodrik here, but this one was blonde and had brown eyes.

"Are you another time wicht?"

"More or less, I guess the one who brought him here is an old friend of mine" She smiled. " Lady Stark, Lord Dayne , are you the ones that had been taking care of him? Thank you, sometimes it's difficult to locate an unexpected intrusion through the portals"

"What kind of portals are those?"

"I guess at this point I have to tell you the story" Arya and Ned listened with eyes wide opened.

"Centuries ago an old maester came to Sunspear offering Nymeria the spells he had been working during all his life, spells that create portals to travel through time.

'You can be the queen of time' Levy said.

"Levy spread his portals through Dorne, the rest of Westeros and even Essos, connecting all places and all times. And then Nymeria formed a secret guard to keep the portals safe."

"For people like me, it's our duty to keep everything as it was, I have to make sure that that man returns to his original period, so his intrusion doesn't interfere in the timeline. Time is what is.

We try to be discrete but sometimes we can't avoid that someone discovers by accident. You can join us or keep this as a secret. You choose, maybe now you're too young, but in the future both of you can be good recruits."

"Go to the Sandship and ask for Larra" she said, before she lead Rodrik where he  belonged.

Arya and Ned looked at each other.

"Maybe next time we can go on a trip to Sunspear" Arya asked later whrn they were gone.

"And adventure, it sounds great" Ned laughed.

#asoiafrarepairsweek2022 #nedrya #edric dayne #arya stark #arya stark x ned dayne #atypical-asoiaf #asoiaf rare pairs #gifs #edits #fanfic #day 7 #time travel au #free choice #emdt x asoiaf crossover au #patrick criado #elisa mouliaá #cayetana guillén cuervo

[filopay]

THAMAYA ATIYA

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Prompt from @oc-tober2023

[ I am not following the same order ]

CW: Violence, bloody fight, biting limbs off

~ Free choice

"No, wait! You-you like to cut things, right?"

Thamaya closes one eye, licking her lips as she aims her knife at the dangling woman not far in front of her. Perhaps that will shut her up.

"Why not save your skill for the Underfolk, they will come when they smell my blood. You better not attract them."

"Never heard of that." Thamaya narrowed her eye, it was dark in the forest but she had never missed her target yet. Perhaps this knife truly was lucky.

"If you throw that knife, they will come."

She ignored the woman, her need to draw blood bigger than whatever that woman was talking about. She gets ready to throw, but just as she was about to let go, a sudden flash of light blinds her and she has to shield her eyes.

"What the-"

She didn't get to voice her surprise, as one of the ugly fuckers crashed through the thicket, ready to pounce on the former Queen.

Thamaya grips her knife tightly, teeth pressed together. "That is my bait! Find your own."

Before it could jump on her captive, she slashes its leatherly skin open, it wailed, tattered wings flopping behind it like a dark coat.

If it can bleed, it can die. Thamaya smirks, adrenaline rushing through her veins, she mocks the creature, excited by the thrill of a possible fight.

It turned its attention to her fully, jumping with bared teeth. Thamaya was quick, she dodged, slashed its legs, landed another hit on its back. Then it swung around too quickly, long arms hitting her making her skid over the moss below. She could feel blood running down her nose, as she crouched, never once losing her footing. She licks the blood off, delicious.

"Cut me loose. I can help you." 

Thamaya groans, she should have let the babbling woman die. "Shut it."

Then she sprints forward, quick feet leaping into the air, knife at the ready as she let out a battle cry. Landing on the blind creatures back, she cut into its flesh, cackling, as it spun around confused, arms unable to reach her.

Then she grabbed its bald head, only a few loose strands of hair remaining, before she placed her knife on its throat and sliced it open. It trashed around wildly, fighting the inevitable, it held its bleeding throat. Thamaya jumped off of it and as she did, she watched it stumbling back into the woods.

"So, where were we." She spins around towards her captive, flicking her knife once to get rid of the inky blood.

"That's not going to stop it. It will be back. Cut me loose and I'll help you."

Thamaya scoffs. "You wish-"

Something heavy slammed into her, knocking the breath out of her. She flies to the ground, ungracefully this time, it was hard to breathe.

"Cut me down. It will curse us both. Quickly!"

Thamaya gets back on her feet, this time slower. "Would you just fucking shut up!" Her shout was loud, the creatures blank eyes on her in an instant. She had never lost a fight before, only that once, no, no she won that too in the end. It didn't count. She won't loose against this creature either.

It seized her, Thamaya could still see the cut she had left on it, but whatever had made it run before, seems to have vanished. If it can bleed, it can die. She tells herself once more, gripping her knife tighter, she roars as she swung herself at it.

She cut into its shoulder, then a sudden pain running through her own. She gasped, it was biting her.

"No!" She swung her head forward, hitting its own ugly face with her own, then she bit down too, teeth catching its nose. It came off easy.

It let her go, hands trashing through his face. She used that moment to sprint forward, knife at the ready, but this time, it saw her coming and caught her mid-sprint, slamming her back into the ground. It held her down, its face forming into an O as it starts to inhale. She struggled beneath it, but suddenly all her strength left her, she felt cold all of a sudden - weak.

"Its cursing you with the Rot! Cut me loose, I'm your only chance!"

That blasted woman again. Thamaya didn't need anyone saving her, she could cut it down herself… she can. Her eyelids started to get heavy, daring to close. What was wrong with her?

"Do it! Quick!"

Biting down on her teeth, she gribs her knife tighter, she has only one chance, it needs to hit. She gets ready to throw it, aims, and watches it soar through the air. One snap and the rope holding the false Queen upright, is cut in half. Lucky Charm indeed.

She met the womans eyes for a moment, there was hesitation. She could just run and leave her here. Thamaya let out a hollow laugh. What a cursed choice it was.

Then the blinding light made her shrink away, closing her eyes on instinct, but with the light, the warmth returned to her limbs and suddenly she was back to her old self.

As the light subsided, the creature was nowhere in sight and all that remained was her captive, that was no longer caught in her trap.

Thamaya jumped to her feet, knife still in hand.

"You could have run."

The woman meets her gaze, her former confidence fully restored, it made Thamaya grimace. "You could have left me hanging."

Thamaya didn't say anything, but studying the woman more closely. Why did she not run, why wasn't she running now? She wanted to cut her open, used her for bait to capture her son. She had been very clear about her intentions towards her. Why did she stay?

"How about we call it even. We chose to help each other in a dire situation. Truce for a moments time, to honour our decisions." She held out her hand and Thamaya just looked at it enstranged. 

"I still want to cut you open. See your insides." She watches the woman attentive, not trusting her intentions at all. Perhaps she had gone mad.

"In the eyes of the Underfolk we all look the same. It would have devoured us both. With a common enemy, we chose to stick together. What happens after is on us."

"So I can chase you down once more?" That doesn't sound too bad actually. The chase is the most fun.

"You have my word." She extents her hand a little further, reminding Thamaya of it.

She licks her lips, weighing her options. Cutting her down now and possibly being yelled at for damaging her or having the thrill of a chase all over again? Yeah, why was she even thinking about it.

She grabbed her hand tightly. "Agreed."

The woman smiled. "Perfect."

Then a fist came flying towards her face and all went dark.

[ ~ words 1160 ]

#oc-tober #oc tober 2023 #prompt #free choice #thamaya #oc #october thamaya

[flamingpen18]

Banned Books

I encourage everyone to read all the banned books. The Right-Wingers are trying to hide something from the population.

#banned books #books #literature #free choice #freedom

[emotionalwarmth]

@14daysdalovers

14 - Free choice Morrigan: So... How old is Duncan? Solona: Six. Morrigan: Kieran's nine. Solona: They seem to be getting along pretty well. Morrigan: They're brothers after all. I dusted off this uh... more than a year old sketch of when I was having fluffy feelings about Alistair-Warden-Morrigan family. This is by far not perfect and/or complete but something. I called it One family back in the day.

And with this, I can still barely believe it, but I have officially finished this event. Almost a week later, but I started on the 5th day, so

#14daysdalovers #it is finally done #all of them #Day 14 #Free choice #Day 14 Free Choice #Alistair x Amell #Alistair x Morrigan #considering they had Kieran lol #Kieran #Dragon Age Kieran #DA Kieran #DAI #Dragon Age Inquisition #Dragon Age #DA #fanart #art challenge #Solona Amell #Amell #Female Amell #Warden #Female Warden #Alistair x Female Warden #Morrigan #Morrigan DA #Morrigan DAI #children #family #comic