✨️ Spoilers for one of the endings to Dragons Dogma 2 ✨️ But this is mostly just me being very silly.
During the climactic battle the Dragon appears....
He asks the Arisen what they're fighting for. My Arisen was clearly struck by the question....
Then he reveals he has kidnapped her Most Beloved!!
Except, no. He somehow snatched that nice girl, Sara, from the blacksmith shop. We've never even given her a gift. How did this happen? My Arisen was very confused.
The Dragon gave the Arisen a choice: Rule the kingdom of Vermund in peace and comfort and luxury for the price of her "we wave hello in the street" acquaintance's life, or fight this Dragon.
🤔
RIP Sara
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Hello Rassilon. Apologies for the deception but I rather wanted to make sure you started reading, so I thought it best not to announce myself. I'm assuming you're alone; you always did prefer to read your Asks in private. I wouldn't try too hard to stop reading, there's every likelihood you'll just hurt yourself. So just listen.
Anon ask of Omega (Your Ex) regarding Rassilon's current partners. Ask begins.
I hope you'll forgive me the self-indulgence, but I have worked so very hard for this moment, a culmination of two centuries of work. It's rare that you get the chance to monologue through another, and you can't tell me you're not curious.
Why does an ex seek to talk about their former partner's lovers?
It's a simple enough answer: for satisfying one's curiosity. Uninspired, perhaps, but my god. The discovery, not simply of the variety of partners you take interest in, but that you would quite willingly date the teacher of one of Gallifrey's most infamous children.
It's a strange thing to know about an ex, but the fascination, Rassilon, the fascination of it all. I have dedicated my afterlife to handing myself knowledge of these partners, and I feel nothing but satisfaction in this choice.
I believe there are far more people in this world that would catch your eye than you would ever guess. And I have preceeded all of them.
Of course, their desires did not manifest overnight. When Tumblr first gathered your romantic intereste – Borusa, Banthony, and the rest – to discuss and hypothesize on the nature of their love for you, I felt what I believe we all felt: jealousy, and anger.
But as attention on Tumblr increased in number and discussion on the greatest partner for you emerged, I began to develop a very specific concern. Banthony was so obsessed with his ideas on you and his marriage, even as our fellows began to flirt and confess our love to you ourselves.
I began to worry that if Banthony successfully attempted to catch your gaze, then I would be as much a victim as any, trapped in the nightmare landscape of a twisted world without your love.
At first, I attempted prevention, but the cause seemed hopeless. The only way to ensure I did not suffer the tribulations of what I believed to be an inevitable confession of love was to stop my own feelings of love. So what began as an experiment soon became a race. I would make you fall in love with Banthony before professing your love to anyone else, therefore eliminating what myself or Borusa's feelings may be.
And there, I think, we are brought just about up to date. I have enjoyed our little trip down memory lane, but past here lies only a happy future for you and Banthony.
Goodbye, Rassilon
- Omega xoxo
I- I don't know what to say.
Omega, if this is really you, if you somehow, by every twist and turn of fate imaginable, survived this long in some form... My love for you has always been the greatest of any I have felt. Never have I loved another in the way I loved you.
But that is in the past. I have to stop letting you hold me back. I made my decision that fateful day; I did what I had to do to reach the top, to shape this society- our society, our dream- in the way that it must be shaped. Gallifrey could never have had two rulers. You knew this going in. And, best of all, dearest love, you knew that I would not be able to stand a threat to my power and my control. So, as much as I loved you, Omega, my sweet Ohm, my darling Peylix, I had to let you go. For us, for our home, for our people, for our dream. For Gallifrey. We would both be dead and gone by now if I had not, but now, you live on in your beautous creations, and in our shared society. Look at our children. At what we have created. This must be enough.
Oh, but my darling, you never could be so easily satisfied.
That is why I loved you. And that is why I had to let you go.
If this really were you, I would say, dearest Ohm, that I am glad you are able to let me go. I know that must be exceedingly difficult. But, I am happy with Borusa, and I do not love Banthony. If I did not have Borusa to think of, perhaps things would be different, and I would honour your wishes. Perhaps, then, you may finally find peace.
I am truly sorry that I must leave you trapped in your death, but you will never be in a world without my love. My love for you transcends the grave- and yes, I know, it must be your grave, my darling, for you cannot have survived beyond. I know, in my hearts, that you are gone and that this cannot be from you, not really, for you are lost to all but my memory.
Goodbye, my love. For whatever isn't left of you, for whatever could have been- my love for you persists even now, across regenerations and across death and across time.
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Being territorial of where I sit is so mind boggling to me that I’ve now just associated it as a miscecanis thing. Like it's so intense that I start becoming territorial for other people.
Perfect example of this happened today:
My friend wanted to join me for a lecture I go to weekly, and I was like "Yes, Absolutely you can! but you Have to sit Specifically One seat to the Right of me" and he goes "literally why." and I go "because there's someone who Always sits One seat to my Left and someone who Commonly sits Two seats to my Right, and based on past experiences, you'll want to sit closest to me, and the Only free seat is the First One To My Right.”
So then he asked if I was stressed about him being there. Which to be fair I was, and I told him as much, but my phrasing was really bad. The way I summarized it to him was that generally imagining him in that setting was stressful, which in hindsight is a really bad way to synthesize my thoughts.
My real concerns were much more complex, the most notable being that he usually sits to my Direct Left in Any given opportunity, but Especially in a new environment. This appears to be something subconscious for him. There's no seating chart in this classroom, so he could very well just take the direct seat to my left, or I could move from my initial position.
However.
Number 1: that is My Seat and giving anyone the Opportunity to sit there gives me hives. I wouldn’t say anything, because I am civilized, but I’d certainly be wrought with anxiety.
Number 2: I am actually acquainted with these 1st Left & 2nd Right Seaters! In fact, the 1st Left Seater & I have known each other for a while now, and even Agreed to sit at These Specific Seats together in the First week of the semester. Meaning I now had two routines where I sit to the right of someone, suddenly colliding. I didn't want to choose between my not-lecture friend and my lecture-specific acquaintance; they both are of value to my life, and I didn't want to stir the pot by changing our sitting routines, or worse, by having them meet and interact with each other (I’m quite particular about the ways my social circles are sorted/navigated, and this would be like, a bad crossover episode).
Now, as mentioned prior, I only told my friend that his presence would catalyze a lot of stress -- mostly because, based on my last explanation, he was starting to look a tad stressed himself. The conversation had apparently ended then, and a few minutes later he slipped away, not joining me for lecture after all.
So this whole post is just me trying to gather my words/thoughts so I can properly apologize for calling his general prescence stressful (though I wonder if he's already dismissed the reaction in his mind...)
Point is that I don't think a lot of people know it, or will ever really get to know it, but I care a lot about people, just in weird, overly complex ways. And I think if they learned, they might appreciate it, and we could use it to our shared advantage, but they also might get overwhelmed by my idiosyncrasies, haha. And that all of this is just so much easier to understand if “little wolf in head angy when people sit wrong”
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How would freddy react if he spotted another person getting touchy with y/n?? 😈 (I just love jealous freddy💀)
^ actual gif of Freddy seeing a motherfucker getting handsy with his cupcake
Lol truth be told I can see Freddy being more of the type to keep a really good poker face and act totally natural, but inside he’s planning how he’s going to make a murder look like an accident.
If you happen to catch on to Freddy’s plotting and you choose to talk him down from it (“please don’t kill them, I’d rather not have to clean blood off your insides again, that was so gross…”), he’ll listen to you and promise not to kill them. Assuming the flirty bastard in question didn’t intend to be so forward and just has a very friendly, touchy personality, Freddy will give them this one (1) free pass. Just for you.
However, if Cassanova knows exactly what they’re doing and is, god forbid, intentionally trying to get fresh with you, Freddy’s going to make them wish they were dead. It’s going to be almost impossible to convince him to not resort to murder. In addition, you bet your sweet bippy that once the two of you are alone, it’ll be Freddy’s turn to get touchy with you. He’s going to do all the things he bets that shameless flirt wishes they could do to you.
One thing I want to make clear is that Freddy will never, ever get angry at you in these situations. You’re not asking for this attention, you’re not reciprocating it, so why should he take out his rage on his sweet little cupcake? No, it’s the creeps that must die. If you allow him. Please allow him, he’s begging you, just one little murder-
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