Edge of Everything (23)

Guys I almost posted Chapter 22 (because I edited it again) ha. I’m losing my mind. Anyways finally getting to post this makes me so happy! Alas we are nearing the end (I just have to figure out how I’m splitting the chapters) so prepare to say goodbye in the next few chapters. Thanks for taking this journey with me =)

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Chapter 23

I didn’t sleep for long. I woke up when Feyre and Rey came into the room bright and early. Rhysand was there but he stayed quiet, looking at his friend in the bed with wide eyes. I knew he felt the same way I did, this wasn’t Cassian. He was never broken, never under the weather. He was our warrior, the brute who took care of us. To see him this way, it was unnerving. Rhysand didn’t stay for long, but Feyre offered to sit with me.

She got Rey settled down and I tried to wake myself up. I didn’t move from my chair, but Rey kissed my cheek and asked about Ashian. Her eyes were staring at him sleeping. This was something she had never seen, the man who had always protected her was in pieces. The man who always smiled and thought the world of her wouldn’t open his eyes.

My daughter was scared, I could see it in her eyes as she stared at him. I was just as scared but I had to put on a brave face. So I took in a deep breath and tried to think of something that would make her feel better. To make her believe that Cassian would wake up and tickle her once more.

So I told Rey that Cassian was sleeping and he needed a princess to wake him up. Then when she started to talk to him, she didn’t stop. She told him about aunt Fey getting sick because of the baby. She told him how Rhys was always there and stole one of Cassian’s shirts. She told him about her day and how she missed him.

Hours passed, time kept moving forward. Life was moving on while my world was falling apart. I was pretty sure the sun had set and was going to come back up again soon. I laid my head down on my arms, listening to my daughter as the exhaustion from the day all hit me. I had gotten engaged, been happier than ever before, then watched my fiancé, my best friend, get shot.

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thejokesterearth3alive  asked:

In your personal opinion what are the mana alignments of the Pokemon evil team leaders?

Giovanni - White/Black. He’s a pretty archetypical mafia boss.

Maxie - Red/White/Blue. He’s trying to advance civilization with technology, but through the flavor of magma and dirt.

Archie - Green/Blue. He’s trying to revert civilization back to a primordial state, but through the flavor of water.

Cyrus - Blue/Black. He’s using technology to create an emotionless universe where he is in total command.

Ghetsis - Black. He simply wants to rule Unova, whether through the false king N or the brute force of Kyurem.

Lysandre - White/Black. He wants to nuke Kalos for the good of the survivors, engineering a new society without wants.

[REDACTED] - Black. They are consumed by selfishness, unable to find use in those that do not need them. The worthy are owned; the unworthy are cast out.

[REDACTED] - Black. They want to be strong, to have the power to rise to any challenge. It takes them a long time to see that in themself.

From The Dark Tower by Countee Cullen
  • From The Dark Tower by Countee Cullen
  • Read by SociopathicNeighbor

From the Dark Tower
We shall not always plant while others reap
The golden increment of bursting fruit,
Not always countenance, abject and mute,
That lesser men should hold their brothers cheap;
Not everlastingly while others sleep
Shall we beguile their limbs with mellow flute,
Not always bend to some more subtle brute;
We were not made to eternally weep.
The night whose sable breast relieves the stark,
White stars is no less lovely being dark,
And there are buds that cannot bloom at all
In light, but crumple, piteous, and fall;
So in the dark we hide the heart that bleeds,
And wait, and tend our agonizing seeds. 

A shorter poem filled with imagery and comments on the human race.

anonymous asked:

Hey man *Anti jack w/ the song spark by fitz and the tantrums*

Yo im really diggin this song for him though hold up ❗️✋🏾❗️

Like imagine anti in a separate au unrelated to ghoul grumps(just anti in general ye?). I like thinking about anti not being inherently bad or evil, just…out to protect himself and his …interests.

Jack using this more destructive side of him to get what he wants because he learned a long time ago that playing nice gets you nowhere. Sometimes people only respond to brute force.

Hes always polite: meek and small when he approaches them. Its a force of habit honestly, people are just so intimidating to him. “No, we just, we want the wallet back;; its all the money that girl had..”

“We dont want to hurt you.” He mutters as he clumsily holds the knife in his hand.

A couple of laughs, some dudes start cracking their knuckles threateningly; this little punk actin like he can do real damage. But they miss the shift; the subtle pull of his lips into a crooked smile, the adjusted grip on his knife, the way his eyes light up with glee knowing that he now has a reason to let loose.

And he does. He always does.

The girl finds her wallet nicely tied up in a box on her doormat along w a letter tucked inside.

“Sorry it took me so long to deliver this to you! The Post Office was Very Suspicious and for good reason I guess. Everything except for possible cash seemed to be intact when I found it so we scounged up $50 to maybe make up for it.

Please have a wonderful day, and know that there are good people in the world!!

-Jack and Anti 💚”

concept for video game enemy:

so its going to be one of those “big slow insta-killing brute” type enemies with that “really fucked-up sado-masochistic deathchurch” aesthetic. it’d be a huge buff guy with like a hood nailed into his neck so he’s blind, so he’d have to hear you moving or something. he’d lumber into the room (he’s like 10’ tall) and would be carrying a life-size stone crucifix on his back. whenever he hears he player, he strides across the room or whatever and just fucking obliterates the area where the character made the noise (not necessarily where the character is) and gets spooked (made obvious through twitchiness and readily holding crucifix), but continues patrolling.

anonymous asked:

What's DAPL?

Dakota Access PipeLine. it’s a proposed project to build an underground oil pipeline from north dakota thru south dakota, iowa, and illinois. 
if an oil pipeline itself wasn’t of enough environmental danger to the nearby water sources (lake oahe and the missouri river in particular), white communities around the area got the oil company to reroute the pipeline’s pathlength to basically go past the standing rock sioux reservation instead.

surely you’ve heard of the #NoDAPL protests, right? standing rock sioux and other native american tribes, as well as military veterans, have gone to standing rock to peacefully protest since spring of this year. ever since, construction workers have buldozed sacred ground, police have been using brute force (grenades, water cannons, tear gas) against the peaceful protesters, and WORST of all there’s been no coverage about these protests from mainstream media. it’s like it was blocked

but today the US army corps of engineers decided not to grant the permit for Dakota Access to cross under lake oahe!!!! it’s not a full cancellation but it’s MAJORLY suspending the project for the corps to conduct a full environmental report, so it’s definitely progress towards cancelling the pipeline altogether, since multiple environmental organisations and agencies have spoken out against DAPL :”))

Here’s the deal. ((PLEASE READ))

Yesterday I said I wanted to change Anti’s speech writing. In my perspective, Anti’s supposed to be a very intimidating character, and I feel like the normal text is not making him any justice. Not only that, but I also want to find a way his words are more readable to his bitter tone of speaking (that’s what he sounds like to me), and not having to add middle text like, “He giggled.” “He grinned.” I know I’m doing it a lot, and it’s annoying me too. But Anti shouldn’t have a lot of range of emotions. He’s a demon. And because of that too, I wanted to distort his voice a little more.

So, here’s what I want to try from now on. (Dialogue from The Killing Joke, I love the Joker, sue me,)

“M e m o r i e s can be VILE. Repulsive little brutes, like c h i l d r e n  I suppose. But can we LIVE without them? Memories are what our reason is based upon. If we can’t f a c e them, we deny reason itself! A l t h o u g h, why not? We aren’t contractually tied down to rationality. There is no SANITY CLAUSE. So when you find yourself locked down in an unpleasant train of thought, heading for the places in your past where the s c r e a m i n g is unbearable, remember: There’s always m a d n e s s. You can just s t e p o u t s i d e and close the DOOR, and all those dreadful things that happened, you can lock them away. Madness… is an emergency exit.”

It’s not that different from his way of speaking now, but now he can emphasize on words. And I feel like it gives that feeling of distortion. This is a longer text, so of course, the emphasis is more spaced out. But for a shorter dialogue (you guessed it again, Killing Joke, I watched it for second time last night, heh.):

Wh-what d o you think I am? C r a z y? You’d turn it OFF when I was halfway across!’“  

What do you think? Is it good? Suggestions?

isn’t it such a surprise that american terrorism abroad which sought to destroy an international group of brutes and losers while also killing a dictator on the side by invading numerous countries on grounds that have been proven to be false over and over again might very well lead to the re-emergence of an internationally united fascism? the twenty-first century has started off very well and i for one look forward to living on the moon.