#refusal to surrender

[sinvulkt]

Run free or die in cage,

But i won’t bow my head and suffer your chains,

With a smile to hide my rage.

#howl into the night #howl #freedom #inspiration #refusal to surrender #i got in a mood #bcs i don’t like being forced #and feel the irresistible need to gnaw on the manacle #people put on me #when my rational finally let the beast inside roam free

[videogamelover99]

what would chuuya and dazais "greatest fears" be ? i was thinking about it just because, and i can't really seem to come up with a clear picture

Oooh I like this question anon.

Let's see.

Dazai's greatest fear is pretty explicitly stated. "Everything I ever want to keep, I lose." He's scared of attachment, so apathy is his go-to strategy.

You could also argue his greatest fear is the loss of control. Current Dazai's biggest flaw isn't even his use of cruelty or violence, or his lack of empathy, it's his inability to give control to others at the expense of his own. He fails countless times to tell other ADA members what exactly his plan is, in favor of them doing what he needs them to do in order for his plan to work. He doesn't trust Atsushi, Akutagawa, Ango or even Kunikida to work with him, instead he manipulates circumstances so that they would act in a way he can predict. He lies to people's faces so that whatever he decides needs to happen, happens. It's because of this tendency that I think Dazai is scared of losing control, because when he can't control a situation, he might lose something important to him. Like, yes, his current goals are saving people and pursuing justice, but a lot of people fail to see that to do so he actively has to work against his worst tendencies. He can't be emotionless and purely rational like Mori. All of his decisions, at the end of the day, are hinged on personal attachment. Mori leads the Port Mafia for the sake of the city. He abused Yosano and her power for the sake of the country. Dazai doesn't do anything for the "greater good", not really. He does it because he wants to find the desire to live. Because it was important to Oda. Because there are people he doesn't want to lose. And ironically enough, he lies to those same people for the sake of their long-term safety, for the sake of what is "best" for them.

Onto Chuuya!

Chuuya's mirror Dazai's in a very interesting way. He cares so much about people close to him, and there is also a sense for "the greater good" (saving the city) instilled in him that leads him to pledge his loyalty to Mori back in Fifteen. He keeps losing friends, over and over, to the point where the pattern becomes ridiculous. But Chuuya's not afraid of attachment, and while I'd also argue he's afraid of failure and losing control (specifically the agency to make his own decisions), I'd say his biggest fear is Dazai.

Heh, lemme explain. Stormbringer let us know that deep down, Chuuya is afraid his existence is meaningless, that he shouldn't have been born, and associates this fear very heavily with Dazai. "I shouldn't have been born? There's no way I'd think like that, like that bastard Dazai!" Chuuya is scared of becoming apathetic and nihilistic, because I think for him it is a very real possibility he has to fight against. He points out that he could have easily become Verlaine, a person who hates humanity and his own existence, who pursues indiscriminatory violence because of that, a person who finds Dazai relatable. But he had friends, people who could assure them, with their presence, that he matters in some way, be it because he's protecting them (the Sheep), or because he matters to them (the Flags, Adam). BUT he thinks becoming like Verlaine was a real possibility for him, and that speaks volumes in and of itself. (In the Beast Movie (spoilers), he arguably had). Chuuya doesn't just hate Dazai because he's selfish and manipulative and cruel (yada yada yada), he hates him because he looks at Dazai's apathy towards life and personal attachments and sees his own worst fears realized in another person. He doesn't want to fall into the same pit as Dazai, but he's terrified that at some point he will, and that's...damn. It's also why Chuuya shows very little sympathy toward Dazai. He can't let himself properly empathize because he's terrified of thinking like that! He's struggling to not fall into the same pit, he doesn't wanna get near it, there's no way he's gonna try and pull Dazai out.

#they are the same actually #more on chuuya and control: he is UNABLE to admit to himself that he had little agency in joining the Mafia #like even after he pledges to mori he's STILL being watched and the sheep are still being held hostage and YET #he claims he joined of his own free will #he refuses to let adam say the truth to shirase #which makes him surrendering control to arahabaki all the more interesting of a concept #he comes up with the plan on his own! after watching verlaines memory #he lets DAZAI dictate whether he lives or dies #which means he trusts dazai to not surrender to his apathy and actually care about something for once #its a lot #skk #soukoku #dazai osamu #nakahara chuuya #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd meta #bsd analysis #character analysis #asks

[possibleplatypus]

I was thinking about the parallels between the two times in CATWS where Steve takes off his helmet when facing an opponent, and I found them interesting.

First he feels like he needs to prove something to Batroc, the pirate he's been ordered to apprehend. At his goading, he puts away his shield and takes his helmet off 🤦

I feel like he does this out of a misplaced sense of pride, or fairness, or cockiness? Dude took a bunch of SHIELD personnel hostage and Steve agrees to play his game/indulge him. "I thought you were more than just a shield," Batroc says, so Steve puts away his shield and helmet to face him not as Captain America, but as Steve Rogers. To prove him right-- that Steve was more than a symbol, a lackey of his masters, and he didn’t need the shield to win. Which was, in my humble opinion, unnecessary in regards to finishing the mission, and also put him in danger.

Or maybe he did it partly to stick a middle finger up at SHIELD itself? The organization he joined to help people but didn’t tell him anything important and treated him like an asset instead of a person? On the books, he’s Captain America, but ultimately he will do things Steve Rogers’ way. And Batroc literally asked to meet Steve Rogers, so here he is!

And then... he does the same thing with Bucky. He takes his helmet off and flings his shield away without a second thought-- but without Bucky having to ask. Kind of like the opposite of when he faced Batroc, who asked to meet the man behind the symbol, Steve takes his mask off without prompting because he desperately needs Bucky to see his real self.

He wore his old Captain America uniform in the hopes that it would jog Bucky's memory. But it was only after he tossed the symbols aside-- the helmet and the shield-- and faced (or rather, surrendered to) Bucky with open arms as Steve Rogers, that Bucky truly recognized him, Steve won, and Hydra lost.

It was Steve Rogers who was bloody and beaten all to hell with multiple bullet wounds and still repeating Bucky's words of devotion back to him. It was Steve Rogers who Bucky swore to follow into the jaws of death, not Captain America. And it was Steve Rogers who Bucky dove after and saved from the river, even when the Winter Soldier barely remembered him.

Both times Steve took off his helmet and put away his shield to fight an opponent, he won. The first time was unnecessary-- he could have beaten Batroc as Captain America-- but it was important to him personally that he faced him as Steve.

With the Winter Soldier though, I don't think Steve would have won and gotten through to Bucky had he not thrown the trappings of Captain America aside. Sure, maybe he could have captured or knocked Bucky out had he been willing to hurt him, but he wasn't. As soon as his main mission was over (saving 750k people), his personal quest to get Bucky to remember him took precedence. It was a goal Steve Rogers would have died for, and he nearly did. (A good thing that his best friend was still there, and that Bucky waded in and pulled Steve out of trouble like he always did.)

I guess what I found interesting was, the first time Steve took his helmet off and put aside his shield, it was for pride. The second time, it was for love.

#mcu #steve rogers #steve you absolute knob #sobbing #i love him #stucky #bucky barnes #georges batroc #catws my beloved #marvel meta #their love is stronger than hydra's evil and that will always be beautiful to me #he won by refusing to fight! isn't that amazing #the steve rogers who never backed down from a fight won by surrendering and believing in bucky's love and goodness #it harkens back to the burning factory not without you scene where bucky was willing to die with steve if steve couldn't make the leap #steve was willing to die if bucky didn't remember him #the goal he gave his life for-- hydra's defeat-- was also his greatest failure and it's staring at him right in the face #and he would have died for it. STEVE!!!

[brightclaws5tudios]

Although nobody likely cares, I'll post some OC lore. Because I have COVID and will be confined to one small room for many days, and my neurodivergent ass can't handle that.

The character's name is Nairin Chauveron, and he's from a species called Shadows. These creatures have the ability to use magic and live for a very long time, and can also become Beast creatures. His, for example, is some weird giant white fox thing. However, Shadows are prone to a disease widely known as Corruption, which screws up their magic and can alter their forms.

They have crystals on their bodies, usually their chests, made of similar materials to their bones and horns. When a Shadow has Corruption, these crystals, or Cores, as they're known, fill up with dark magic when they usually contain regular life force. This makes the Shadow have a lot of negative effects, which I might explain later if prompted. (Although I most likely will not be prompted.)

Anyway, Nairin is pretty much the new king of the mountains, and I call him the bean man because he has paw feet with toe beans. He's also a slut. If you want to read the story I wrote featuring him, here's the link: https://www.wattpad.com/1318871197-mirror-dreams-not-this-dream-again-chapter-1

The story posts irregularly and it's mostly so I can get myself to do things. The first pic was drawn by me a while ago, the second is in a Picrew, the link is here: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/1414503

I might post more about him later, and I had another, newer image somewhere, but seeing as I can't find it, that'll have to wait.

#ocs #original character #oc artwork #royalty #picrew #fantasy #story #lore #oc lore #silly old man #creature #I do NOT care I made the Cores BEFORE watching Steven Universe and I refuse to change it so go suck an egg if you think it's copying it >:( #marker art #long nose #he can smell your sins and knows what you had for breakfast four years ago #demon? #he regularly breaks into a human-world church and at this point the priest has just surrendered completely to give him yogurt #but his lactose intolerant ass cant handle it #so he ouch tummy taking a crap while swearing at god

[just-a-little-unionoid]

You know I think we can resolve a lot of our problems and moral dilemma by asking ourselves "does this really matters that much?"

#this is mostly in relation to current moral panic specifically in france but i think it van apply to a variety of contexts #like idk if yall know but france hate muslim people (specifically women) so much and it's so absurd #like... so much debate over muslim girls in school specifically #'we can't let them wear hijabs cuz hijab is a symbol of oppression*' okay well does it really matters that much? #isn't it more important to let them go to fucking school in peace instead of forcing them to remove it #(*i know it's stupid but that's the mainstream view of the hijab in france) #'but we have to stay religiously neutral at school' why? i understand teachers being religiously neutral but students who care? #wouldn't it be better to let anyone exprime their identity instead of forcing a standard‚ so‚ y'know‚ people can learn about diversity? #'well sometimes they refuse to go to swimming lessons because they don't want to be half naked in front of boys/men' #yeah i can understand that somehow not sure it's specific to their religion tho maybe we shouldn't force kids to get half naked idk #maybe we could allow them to go to female only swimming lessons if they want to #'WHAT?! but that's separating bous from girls that's sexist and we won't surrender to that backwards vie-' does it really matters? #obviously i don't believe society should be segregated between men and women but here isn't it more important that those kids learn to swim? #(yeah i fucking hate this debate) #and that works for a lot of subjects #'but trans people-' that's 0.09% of people what the fuck are you talking about #'but if we let kids transition and they regret it' yeah what if? sometimes people do shit they regret (but let's look at the stats too) #if they have regrets we should support and help them and that's it #and like‚ sometimes the answer is 'yes' and if it is you have to keep fighting for your cause #but you have to choose your fights donlt waste energy again things that don't matter that much

[queen-mabs-revenge]

it's just... a major reason why i get so enthusiastic about political discussions and why i simply can't understand when ppl are hostile to marxism is bc my marxism has such deep roots in realising the the only way we get to live in luscious sensual delight is via socialist revolution and it just does not compute when ppl think that 17 different types of cardboard tomatoes is the height of civilization

#was just talking to my parents about recipes we've inherited via oral history #and how they actually inform my political positions bc i refuse to surrender them to capitalism #the working class deserves sensory rapture independent of the misery of capitalist production #and yes I literally had a depressive episode this summer over shitty tomatoes and what about it

[chaiaurchaandni]

#seriously #seen this happen so many times like zionists will comment about the hostages underneath pro palestine posts #and when u point out that israel has refused to negotiate and even except the hostages released on humanitarian grounds #they just never respond #bec their job is done right. all they do is post these comments to spread the idea that palestinians dont want peace #free palestine #palestine #gaza #and some of these zionists openly admit that they wanna watch gaza burn #they demand surrender. there will never be any surrender #either freedom or death #the people of gaza have declared it through their actions and words #israel #israeli war crimes #death to israel #long live palestine #glory to the martyrs #from the river to the sea palestine will be free #long live the resistance

[welcome-to-green-hills]

Is Shadow gonna get the painful Knuckles handshake in the third movie or will he be spared?

And if he does get it, how much trouble is Knuckles in?

Hmmm…. I’m sure that they’ll both be fine. If anything, I think a fight between Knuckles and Shadow would be hilarious!

#sonic movie #sonic movie 3 #Both are stubborn mules that refuse to let the other surrender #mystery anon #off topic #inbox open

[antisocialxconstruct]

oooughfhfg in my head about Maksim tonight folks

#thinking about how he could never admit to himself that what he has always wanted most out of a relationship is to belong to someone else #yes in the sense of forming a strong emotional bond but also literally in the sense that deep down he wants to be owned #he WANTS someone else's wants and needs to supercede his own. #the only way he ever knew how to connect with others was to surrender completely #to be subsumed and then do everything he could to satisfy what be believed the other person expected/wanted/needed him to be #and every time he failed to do that no matter how much he tried to change #it would just reinforce the feeling that there was no version of him that anyone actually wanted. #so of course now he's so starved for it that the only version of that connection that seems like it could satisfy him is to be possessed #to have someone look at him and say 'what you are is valuable enough to be greedy with. to take for myself and refuse to share' #he wants to serve someone else's interests with the clear understanding he's uniquely able to serve those interests and they both know it #he would never say that he sees himself as just a tool/weapon and he would be uncomfortable with being framed that way by others broadly #but he wants to be SOMEone's weapon #does this make any sense. is this even remotely coherent #he wants to submit! he wants to obey!! but it has to be someone who understands the limits of what they can demand #without him ever having to fail or say no first

[sammyloomis]

currently playing the most annoying game of yugioh ive ever had the misfortune of participating in

#ash.txt #eldlich AND a stall deck i may just end it all tbh #i am NOT surrendering i refuse #if ur gonna try and annoy me into surrendering u have no idea how petty i can be #ill wait here for us both to wither away just u see

[shivunin]

vibes into your ask

Cullen and Salshira- finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for . :3

Oh hi! <3

Had to take a minute to check what I'd written for them already! (I know pining usually is reserved for people who haven't been together romantically yet, but I took it in more of a 1800s-ish"I long for your touch" kind of way c: ):

After the Dark

Salshira kept pieces of Cullen with her always, in the form of the coin in her pocket, the mark on her jaw, and the ring on her finger. 

The first was a memory of the years he’d spent alone in his own darkness, as much as it was a gesture of love. The second was a tether, something that told her without a doubt that no matter how far away from each other they might be, Cullen was still alive and well. 

The third—well, that was the one she clung to all through those long, cold months in the dark caves of the Deep Roads. 

The Inquisitor pressed it to her lips late at night when it was her turn for watch, willing his presence here, willing herself to believe that the warm metal was somehow a link to him. The nightmares were awful down in the dark, in the deep. Every night, she was a child again, screaming for her best friend while the giant spider dragged her limp body into the depths. Every day, she fought through endless waves of darkspawn, stinking and foul and grinning endlessly. But in the evenings, in the quiet—in those moments, Salshira had Cullen, at least until it was time to curl up on the cot alone again.

They’d been so long in the dark that when they finally completed their mission and climbed back out again, Salshira’s eyes flinched away from direct light. She felt like she rode back to Skyhold with her eyes half-closed, wincing at the brightness of the sun on the snow, at the shine on the others’ newly clean armor. 

When at last they crossed over the drawbridge a week later, there was no pale form on the drawbridge as she’d expected. They’d sounded her party’s return; that was her flag going up on the ramparts. So where…?

Lavellan saw him as soon as she rounded the corner toward the stables. The Commander paced there, his usually neat hair mussed and all in curls at the sides. Both of his hands gripped the hilt of his sword, and he didn’t even seem to see her, so focused was he on scowling at the dirt. 

“Cullen,” she said as soon as her mount passed most of the vendors at their stalls, and had to clear her throat to try again when his name came out in a croak.

“Cullen,” Salshira called, and his head snapped up. 

She didn’t give him time to run for her. Instead, Salshira threw herself from the saddle, very nearly twisting her ankle when it caught in the stirrup. 

In an instant, all the clever words deserted her. All the little jokes she’d thought up on the road here, eyes squeezed shut against the unfamiliar light—all the things she’d wanted to ask him about how he’d been while she was gone—all of them deserted her. There was only him, taking her elbows when she nearly tripped in the process of throwing herself in his general direction. 

She couldn’t seem to see him. At first, she thought it was just the same sun-blindness, but no—it was  a haze of tears instead, when Salshira was loath to cry at all and doubly so in public. 

“Cullen,” she said again and again, the only sensible thing she could force out between her cracked lips. 

Cullen pressed his forehead to hers, murmuring words she couldn’t seem to make sense of— “missed you,” maybe, and, “Maker preserve me,” and her name, over and over. He held her so tightly; too tightly, maybe, with their breastplates shoved hard against each other, but Salshira couldn’t bring herself to care. She just rested her forehead against his and waited, the relief of having him here—actually him, not a piece of metal or a mark on her skin—too powerful for any other thoughts to sneak in around it. 

When they kissed at last, it was almost an accident. Cullen’s mouth still whispered words that might have been prayers or questions, her own trembling with unspoken emotion. 

It hurt, just a little. Not the kiss, which was achingly gentle as soon as he realized that’s what he was doing. No—it was the relief of being home again, in his arms where she ought to be. After months of fear, after that final battle all but on her own, it was almost more than she could stand to finally let it be over. 

“‘Ma sal’shiral,” she said at last when they could tear themselves away, and her fingers at last found the warm skin of his neck beneath the ruff and his armor, “How I have missed you.”

To her surprise, he laughed—a watery sort of laugh—and shook his head. 

“Love,” Cullen told her quietly, “You’ve no idea.”

There would be more words later; better words perhaps, or at least ones she’d planned to say. But here and now, their own stumbling attempts were enough so long as they held on tightly to one another. 

So long as they let go only as much as they must.

#salshira lavellan #cullen rutherford #cullavellan #cullen x inquisitor #cullen x lavellan #my writing #sdskild sorry if this wasn't what you meant! #i got so caught up in writing her not confident for once that i ended up in a different place than i'd intended #anyways the deep roads were capital-t Traumatic for Salshira #like three of her worst fears stacked on top of each other in a trench coat #refused to leave her quarters for several days afterward and refused to surrender cullen back to the army #eventually josie got involved and treaties were signed relinquishing the commander to his duties etc #and Salshira never went back underground ever again #shivunin scrivening

[cambriancruelty]

CAMBRIAN: Lets play a fun game! Which breaks first, the desk or my skull?

#quoth the thief #I have so few things I refuse to surrender my name again

[strawbs-screaming]

WELL I WALKED INTO YOUR DAGGER FOR THE LAST TIMEEEE ITS LİKE TRYİNG TO LİGHT A WITH MATCHES İN THE SNOWW 🗣️‼️

#violently spinning vampire empire in my head #“so i cant find surrender cant keep control” NO. I REFUSE. DONT DO THIS TO ME #nothing going on im just not normal about this song

[stealchain]

.

kohane passed away earlier last week and while I've had time to think and grieve I'm still sad... she was over 2 and has been kinda wobbly on her feet lately.. so not surprised but again I'm very sad abt it. I've been checked rehoming sites and I haven't found any hamsters listed so sadly I'm gonna have to go Christmas hamsterless.. which is ok ig but one of my gifts was a new 6 chamber hide for her and im sad she never got to see it... im positive my future hamster will be glad to have it but again kind of bitter sweet... I miss u so much kohane u were such a good little hamster.. 💔

#cw pet death mention #if i cant find any rehoming listings after christmas and by the time i get the enclosure all set up im gonna check the local pet store #and see if they have any surrenders for adoption #amd if they dont i guess ill get one of their hamsters for sale but only last resort.. #i refuse to go to petco tho i will only go to the local pet store

[bbqhooligan]

i feel so bad i pity him so much cuz im just as godless as pathetic 👍 hate recognizing myself in Dostoevsky characters its always just like being dragged thru the mud

#mypost #me finding myself in Raskolnikov: ah i need to surrender to love and change and let go of superiority over people or ill become a murderer #me finding myself in ivan karamazov: ahh im gonna be an accessory to murder if i dont take responsibility for my heart right NOW #men who cant feel wont let themselves feel and cant let go of their pride as its all theyve got refusing god and refusing family OUCH OUCHH #selfish arrogant men bringing their own demise

[hairtusk]

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#had a dream last night where i was going to have a baby with some faceless man #except when i gave birth he told me he was marrying someone else and i had to surrender my baby to her #i was relegated to the rank of mistresses while i watched the father and his new wife take care of my baby #and i had to pretend to be happy for them or he'd refuse to see me any more #and i woke up crying