And I’m back with even more old pictures. (I apologize in advance for that.)

These arts relate to my AU where Moon and Toffee have a son. The thing is Moon and Toffee got married in secret because Moon’s parents were against relationship of princess and monster. But they were separated by war and royal duties. Moon and Toffee had to fight each other and eventually the princess used the dark spell against her husband. A few months later Moon found out she was pregnant. The future queen had to abandon her child because her mother wanted to kill the baby. Moon didn’t expect to see her son again but after many years he’s back to embitter his half-sister’s life.

“The Zionists will continue to wage a strong propaganda campaign in the U.S. and in Europe. The ‘injustice’ of the proposed Jewish boundaries will be exaggerated, and the demand for more territory will be made as Jewish immigration floods the Jewish sector. In the chaos which will follow the implementation of partition, atrocities will undoubtedly be committed by Arab fanatics; such actions will be given wide publicity and will even be exaggerated by Jewish propaganda. The Arabs will be accused of aggression, whatever the actual circumstances may be. The propaganda campaign will doubtless continue to influence the U.S. public, and the U.S. Government may, consequently, be forced into actions which will further complicate and embitter its relations with the entire Arab world.”

CIA Report November 29, 1947 “The Consequences of the Partition of Palestine”

Unexpected Aspects of the Types

ENFP: They actually crave schedules and structure like nobodies business, if and only if it revolves around their passions. 

INFP: The “manic pixie dream girl” stigma is so wrong. 90% of them are more along the lines of “embittered memelords” with a splash of off-beat and sensible fashion. 

INTP: They’re actually excellent in social situations that they throw themselves into. Your odd aggressiveness and shouting is amusing and weirdly charismatic. 

ENTP: You’ll have to murder them a thousand times before they’ll admit that they actually DO crave harmony and peace more than chaos; Debate and verbal jousting (and memes) is just their way of getting there. 

ENFJ: The worst time management skills. Worse than all of the P’s put together, bar none. You got stars in your eyes and not a single “no” in your throats and it often leaves you ragged busybodies from over committing yourselves. 

INFJ: Despite their ‘mysterious and secretive nature’ stigma, if you engage them in a deep conversation about their passions, 9 times out of 10 they will splay their soul to you even though you met 5 minutes ago at a college party.

ISFJ: They’re known for being the kindly, grandmotherly type that just wants the best for their friends, but the flip side is they’re all basic bitches that secretly crave being a tool. They’re usually just too nice to go Full Douche™, praise the Lord. 

ESFJ: Despite being known as the social butterfly, the Fe and Si combination sometimes makes for an extremely judgmental, polarizing, and single-minded personality, and can seem like the most socially inept/oblivious person in the room. 

ESTJ: Weirdly enough, more often than not, they’re one of the most socially graceful and self-aware people in the room. That, or they’re utterly cringeworthy. Not really any in between. Just don’t get them started on politics (I’m begging you). 

ISTJ: Despite the ‘emotionless Traditionalist™ robot’ stigma, although they can’t offer consistent emotional output, all of the ones I’ve met are some of the most emotionally stable, mature, and available people I’ve ever met. 

ENTJ: Your responsible, efficient, and commanding CEO of a friend is actually the biggest procrastinator in the game, bar none. It’s hidden under a few hundred layers of self-confidence, but they need the stress of the last minute to feel anything in this world. 

INTJ: Massive internal war between fearless, emotionless sociopathy, and caring so deeply for a select few people that they’d give up every ambition to follow them to the ends of the earth without a single plan. TL;DR, their black and icy hearts are secretly hearts of gold and they absolutely abhor that about themselves. 

ESFP: Your favorite quick-talking, loud-mouthed, social explosion with all the friends is probably pretty lonely on the inside. Almost every ESFP I’ve met has huge commitment issues (big and pretty accurate stereotype), but few people realize it usually comes from self-knowledge of their sporadic nature, and they keep people at an emotional distance as a result, so they don’t end up getting hurt. Advice: letting people in and trying to make it work is infinitely better than loneliness in a crowd. 

ISFP: The EXTJ’s WISH they could be as soul-crushingly terrifying as your favorite superwholockian, equestrian painter friend when somebody’s crossed their family or friends. 

ESTP: The “sex, drugs, drinking, and more sex” cliche with ESTP’s is so dumb because literally every ESTP I know doesn’t care about alcohol or sex more than any other person I’ve met, but they ARE infinitely more obsessed with ultimate frisbee and bridge jumping. 

ISTP: The calm, rational, logical side of Ti is thrown completely out of the driver’s side window when they’re behind the wheel, because these hoes have the worst road rage I’ve ever seen, without exception.


I think that, for me, work begets work, you know? Especially as an actor, if I’m not feeling fulfilled by the work that I’m doing, it’s my responsibility to either write, create a role for myself, or go back to an acting class. I never want to put that responsibility on a current job or on somebody else. I feel like that’s how people get embittered. When you say, ‘I expect you to fulfill me creatively…’ it’s never going to happen.


9 of the 15 “Black Paintings” that covered the walls of Goya’s home.

The Black Paintings (Spanish: Pinturas negras) is the name given to a group of fourteen paintings by Francisco Goya from the later years of his life, likely between 1819 and 1823. They portray intense, haunting themes, reflective of both his fear of insanity and his bleak outlook on humanity.

In 1819, at the age of 72, Goya moved into a two-story house outside Madrid that was called Quinta del Sordo (Deaf Man’s Villa). Although the house had been named after the previous owner, who was deaf, Goya too was nearly deaf at the time as a result of an illness he had suffered when he was 46. The paintings originally were painted as murals on the walls of the house, later being “hacked off the walls and attached to canvas.” Currently they are held in the Museo del Prado in Madrid.

After the Napoleonic Wars and the internal turmoil of the changing Spanish government, Goya developed an embittered attitude toward mankind. He had a first-hand and acute awareness of panic, terror, fear and hysteria. He had survived two near-fatal illnesses, and grew increasingly anxious and impatient in fear of relapse. The combination of these factors is thought to have led to his production of the fourteen works known collectively as the Black Paintings.

Using oil paints and working directly on the walls of his dining and sitting rooms, Goya created works with dark, disturbing themes. The paintings were not commissioned and were not meant to leave his home. It is likely that the artist never intended the works for public exhibition: “…these paintings are as close to being hermetically private as any that have ever been produced in the history of Western art.”

Goya did not give titles to the paintings, or if he did, he never revealed them. Most names used for them are designations employed by art historians.

It occurred to me recently that Soren’s cynicism towards the rest of the world and his love and devotion for Ike is likely linked to the ability to read minds. It’s inferred in PoR that dragon Laguz may be able to mind read better than even the Herons and we know that Micaiah as a Heron Branded can read minds, at least to a degree, thereby as a Dragon Branded Soren may have the same ability to an even greater extent than Micaiah, he heard everything everyone thought about him as a despised child and it embittered him to the world, whereas Ike is completely honest and says exactly what he is thinking, so he knows if Ike says he values him, he means it.

reasons She Loves Me is the most #relatable show of our generation
  • “……are you looking for a job?” “HHHHHHHHWELL I GUESS YOU COULD CALL IT THAT YES”
  • looking everywhere and then finding it in your bra
  • Amalia the Queen of Retail Bullshitting 
  • “:) :) :) mmmmm go to hell :) :) :)” 
  • “Do I look alright?” “Oh lovely! wonderful! *glares at everyone in the room* VERY NICE”
  • “tell me, what’s he like? tell me all about him! i love to suffer”
  • Amalia “His FAQ says he likes books” Balash
  • “i’m an idiot!…but at least im an idiot with a job”
  • a whole song thats just “who gives a shit about a shitty retail job we’re all insignificant in this vast and unknowable universe”
  • “thank you madam please call again doooo call again madam” *goes right back to fighting with coworker*
  • “I DO NOT resent you!! ………………….. buT iF I DiD”
  • Im way better on paper and also when I have 2 hours to think of a response !!!!
  • Georg “Id rather pretend to leave town than potentially disappoint my crush” Nowack
  • Ladislav = the messy wingman friend™
  • Georg “I chug white wine like a Real Housewife” Nowack
  • the #dramatique maitre’d
  • Amalia “Im wine-tipsy and love-bitter” Balash
  • “IF I WAS SICK COULD I DO THIS???” - Leslie Knope/Amalia Balash
  • Hugging ice cream to your face like your husband come back from the war
  • “Theres something wrong with this ice cream…so much salt” “Well are you surprised, all those tears falling into it?” “Oh……i better cry in the other direction”
  • Straight-up eating fallen ice cream off your pants #whoneedsaspoon  #5secondrule
  • Georg “Imma flirt by talking about a suicide in a old-ass, long-ass novel” Nowack
  • he brought me ice cream……………I THINK IM IN LOVE WITH HIM
  • a whole song thats basically a passive-aggressive musical theatre version of that SNL Best Buy skit
  • the Embittered Seasonal Retail Hell Choir we all need 
  • “these are the people who shop in time :) :) :) AND THEY CAN GO TO HELL”
  • “you wanna untangle it? shoot yourself!” 
  • tfw you heavily hint at the christmas present you want and your parent SHOOTS YOU TF DOWN
They Say No Lies

by ultimatebellarke

Only those in a bond of marriage are allowed safe passage. It’s a just negotiation deal for Clarke—but Octavia knows her brother thinks otherwise. // read on ao3

The Grounders all have their arrows cocked, ready to fire at a single command from their Head—who, much to Octavia’s astonishment, is an elderly woman. She is carried on a chair by several warriors, and is voiced by her much larger, stronger Second. She tries not to stare at the elder, she really tries—but the sight is so rare. She can’t remember the last time she saw someone so old.

Clarke’s voice pulls her away from her gawking. “We mean you no harm,” Clarke is saying, “Osir laik skaikru en osir gaf gothru klir.” We are skaikru and we seek safe passage.

The Second hisses, “We do not welcome strangers.”

“We have protection from—”

“We are part of no alliance. Turn around at once, or be killed.”

Octavia scowls, a hand reaching instinctively to her dagger. Clarke continues, desperation tinting her voice. “If you don’t let us pass, we are all going to be dead.”

The Second, eyes flaring, opens her mouth, but is stopped by a single lift of a hand from the elder. Her voice is quiet, barely decipherable. But Octavia hears the words: “Teik em.” Let them.

The Second’s mouth falls. She hisses, “Ogeda em?” All of them?

The elderly shakes her head. “Hedon.“ Law.

The Second’s eyes scour over each of them. “Our Land is sacred ground,” she says. “Only the truest of bonds may pass.”

“What bond?” Octavia asks.

The fire of the Second’s eyes now targets Octavia. “Hodnes.” Love. “We require a bond of marriage.”

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Eden, Matthew and Milton


In the latest chapter, Tsukiyama makes a conspicuous reference to the garden of Eden. As I’ve made a post about before [x] there are other places in Tokyo Ghoul that can be considered a lost Eden, such as Anteiku to Kaneki.

The meaning of the name Anteiku is unknown, however it can be written as  安定区 in Kanji which literally means “peaceful ward” or “harmony zone”. It is a place, unlike the other wards that encourages nonviolent ghouls to live in harmony with humans. It’s a small paradise far removed from the world, and represents an ideal lifestyle that its inhabitants try to live, it is Eden.

Chapter 126 where Anteiku begins to make its last stand against the CCG is even named “Original Sin” after the first betrayal of mankind which caused them to be forced out of Eden.

In this regard though, Tsukiyama refers to the ability to simply dwell on the surface as a lost Eden. Even though beforehand, ghouls were hunted down same as ever, just with less efficiency.

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communities are trade-offs

i was thinking about why some people tend to feel natural in communities and others tend to not, and i decided that the difference comes down to some people experiencing community as something that takes from them, and others experiencing it as something that gives. and this makes sense. a community is kind of like an emotional collective, where people put a bit of themselves in and get this big emotional gift basket out that satisfies a lot of needs.

but if someone doesn’t get something back from the community (or the community requires disproportionate deprivation), they experience community mostly as an act of sacrifice. which is how you end up with apostates of all kinds. to use a somewhat tired example, an atheist experiences their family’s christian community as something that demands that they compromise many aspects of themselves (their intellectual development, a sexual orientation, who knows) in order to get those benefits of belonging (people who’ve known you since you were young, people to make meals when you are sick, people to confide in, etc). whereas that atheist’s grandmother experiences the community in such a reliably positive way that it makes sense that following its rules should be a reflexive duty. it’s worth it.

a community doesn’t have to be circumscribed by something as legible as religion for the dynamic i just described to exist. all that is required is that there be a group of people with some set of rules (however tacit and however benevolent) for membership. subcultures are hugely codified. 

so if someone doesn’t tend to fit in with communities, what this really means is that the balance of effort to benefit is repeatedly off in some way. that can because they’re an alien, and almost any belonging requires an unbearable degree of compromise. or it can be because they’re a sociopath (or perhaps merely extremely independent) and don’t value or need whatever it is that communities give. the end result either way is that over time the person categorizes community as ‘not worth it’ or even ‘not important.’

people talk about engineering better communities a lot these days, or lament the loss of more traditional, bygone communities. and these discussions seem to always talk up the benefits of communities, in a way that is almost annoyingly unnecessary because no matter how many embittered suspicions a given person has, the benefits are fairly obvious.

people talk about how important it is to foster community, but few talk about what being in a community requires of people, and whether or not those requirements are worth it or why they stopped being worth it and how to make them worth it again. a community’s rules don’t have to be evil to be costly. maybe you like the people who hang out at the local sports club, but that doesn’t mean it’s worth it to you to spend every evening playing racketball and going for drinks afterwards, and that’s what’s necessary to really belong. but it does make sense that cults are so seductive, because (among other reasons) there’s something really reassuring about having such clear-cut rules to follow in order to achieve belonging, no matter how abusive or ideologically batshit the community ultimately is.

About Jack Morrison

Oh boy, this comic has set me up to talk about one half of the Overwatch power couple. So now I present to tumblr, interpreting Jack Morrison’s character, well really it’s more about soldier 76, but Jack Morrison is what makes 76 interesting at all.

Okay, where to start? I suppose with what we concretely know about the man as of the comic.
joined the army and the SEP to help in the omnic crisis.
Served under Gabe as a member of the original strike team that led the world to victory over the omnics.
Along with Ana Amari and Gabriel Reyes formed the power trio behind the success of Overwatch.
Was promoted over Gabriel to strike commander while Gabe was given command of black ops. According to sources after the fact, this strained their relationship immensely.
Went gray through his time leading the organization, which it sounds like he ran for at least 20 years.
Had to balance doing what he believed was right with what was expected of him and also what he was allowed to do.
Called Commander Reyes Gabe.
Listened to what other people had to say to help him make decisions.
Was constantly burdened with the fate of the world.
Had to deal with smarmy ass Reyes.
Did not make decisions lightly.

So let’s take a look at this character. These traits make a lot of sense in context of the captain America inspiration that is evident in his design, but there is more to it than that. The comic showed us the idealistic soldier being worn down by his need to do right by himself no matter what in a world where good intentions are not enough. You can’t ignore other people and nation’s rights just because you disagree with their decisions.

This is a decent start to the character, but we need to get to the more interesting part which is post Zurich.

After Zurich he
Pretended to be dead and disappeared.
Adopted a persona and became a vigilante.
Continued to fight in some way despite everything that happened.
Adopted a cynical outlook on the world, past and present.
Saved the girl in the hero short after some hesitation.
Is in general somewhat of an angry bitter person.

His character pre-fall is a decent setup to a character. He grows weary of the huge amount of responsibility and power that he has over time. It takes its toll on his relationships and takes a lot from him. But, this is all a prelude to the actual character of soldier 76. What we had before the comic really is further reinforced by it.

Jack Morrison was an idealistic soldier who helped to save the world and later strived to make it better, to protect people. Being both idealistic and a soldier would come to bite him in the ass. The idealistic part of him made it difficult to refuse aid to people who needed it regardless of the situation and as a soldier he would want to act instead of waiting for things to get worse. We see that lead him to sending the strike team to King’s Row in the comic, the need to do good and act outweighing the repercussions in his mind.

When everything goes FUBAR he is forced to face how all of that destroyed Overwatch and him in the end. I like the fact that it has embittered him, but moreso I love the fact that those are still a part of him. He still fights, because he is still a soldier and that’s all he knows how to do. But, when he sees a little girl about to die due to collateral damage he saves her. He hesitates, but he saves her, giving up what he came there to do in the first place. He is a bitter shell of the man Jack Morrison once was, that man is dead and buried. But, no matter how much he tries to be something else, denies his name and runs from his past, Jack is still in there and he still cares.

I love the idea of 76 hating how much he still cares about people, about the right thing to do. Things would be so much easier for him if he was as cold and detached as he pretended to be. It’s why he is so upset that Overwatch is being recalled, because it will force him to face himself and his past and that’s the last thing he wants.

There are a lot more individual things to talk about, but I wanted to keep this focused on Soldier 76 and his formation as a character, who only has any meaning because of who he was before the vigilante persona.

The Factions of Entropic Horizons

NOTE - in both the canon Dragon Age and Entropic Horizons universes, religion is inherently political and politics are inherently religious. We are unable to separate the two and to try is to misunderstand how these societies work.

The Inquisition

Originally posted by shiromahou

Technically founded as a heretical organization, the Inquisition has now been legitimized by the Chantry and is considered an arm of the Chantry much as the Templars and Seekers are.

The Inquisition has become powerful in a short period of time, with alliances from Ferelden and the Rebel Mages bolstering it’s numbers. As the efforts to close the breach and the Rifts in spacetime became known in the System, individuals have flocked to the Inquisition to pledge their service.

Style of Worship

As a result of the Heralds of Andraste, and the Inquisitor’s actions, the Inquisition has developed somewhat of a Cult following with small shrines appearing to the Heralds and Inquisitor herself. Gifts of green items are left there, and the shrines are often styled after Andrastian shrines, only with green candles instead of red, and fire surrounding a hand instead of the Bride of the Maker herself. The Chantry has yet to comment on this development, but the Inquisition knows that once Corypheus is defeated, the Chantry will not suffer a rival, even an unwilling one.


  • To protect the people of the Thedan system from the holds being torn in reality, no matter which nation, which race or which religion 
  • To defeat Corypheus and prevent the destruction of the system
  • To root out Corypheus’s agents and prevent them from forcing the System into chaos
  • To do what must be done, no matter how dire the circumstances

Key Actors

  • The Inquisitor - Milliara Lavellan. Reluctantly. An Atheist herself, Milliara is deeply uncomfortable with the growing worship of her role.
  • The Heralds of Andraste - Maeve Trevelyan and Milliara Lavellan, both survived the conclave and for a time shared the Anchor between them in a quantum entanglement that had the Anchor exist on both their hands at the same time. This ended when Milliara forced herself to close a Temporally unsound rift by Redcliffe and the strange magic forced the Anchor out of it’s Quantum state. It was only chance that Milliara ended up with it, or Divine Providence, if you listen to the whispers that follow her.
  • The Advisors
    • Leliana Nightingale - Spymaster and former rival of Milliara’s in the Game.
    • Josephine Montilyet - Ambassador of the Inquisition. Similarly knew Milliara from her days at Court, but not as well.
    • Cullen Rutherford - Commander of the Inquisition, has met  various of the Inquisition members before his current role.
  • Ferelden Ambassador - Rythlen Theirin, Hero of Ferelden and beloved Queen and Media Darling. She’s also an advisor to the Inquisitor on how to handle the pressures and media attention involved in saving the world(s)
  • Olesian Ambassador - Baron Frederic Rousseau, formerly Milliara’s lover, and formerly a Captain of Gaspard’s Chevaliers, Frederic now serves with the Inquisition.


  • Technically the Chantry though this relationship is strained at best
  • Ferelden
  • Parts of Orlais
  • The Rebel Mages
  • Many True Believers that the Inquisitor is Andraste’s Herald come to save them from the devastation of the Breach.

Rivals and Enemies

  • The Chantry, unofficially.
  • Corypheus
  • Red Templars
  • The Venatori
  • The Grey Wardens
  • Parts of Orlais
  • Some Loyal Mages
  • Bears

The Chantry

Originally posted by science

With the loss of the senior stratum of it’s society at the Conclave, the Chantry is in disarray. There are no prominent Mother Superiors who will be able to step into the role of Divine and rally the people and nations behind them.

Many Chantry devotees are embittered and afraid of the Inquisition, and while publicly they support the actions of the Inquisitor, all is not well. An upstart elf cannot be allowed to change all that Outer Thedas holds sacred.

Style of Worship

  • heavily ritualized and regulated worship of the Maker led by female priests known as Mothers or Mother Superiors
  • The head of the Chantry is the Divine
  • Worship through Fire and the Sun as symbols of Andraste’s immolation
  • red candles, red and white robes with sun insignias
  • cremation of the dead


  • To maintain the status quo
  • Control mages as they are a danger to others
  •  Guide Andrastians along the true path

Key Actors

  • Most prominent Chantry figures died in the explosion at the conclave


  • Most Thedan nations (except the Qun, Tevinter, Orzammar and the Dalish)
  • They are the True Power in the Thedas system

Rivals and Enemies

  • Rebel Mages
  • The Mage known as Anders
  • The Inquisitor (perceived but not entirely wrong)
  • Corypheus

Rebel Mages

Originally posted by rewind01

With the terrorist attack on Kirkwall’s chantry by the mage known as ‘Anders’, the simmering rebellion exploded. Circle after circle saw mages revolt and break free from their prisons. However not everyone agreed as to how to proceed.


  • To free Mages from the oppression enforced on them by the Chantry and the Templars
  • To have basic rights that have been denied to them 
  • To demolish the system of Circles and Templar jailors/enforcers
  • to support the Inquisition

Key Actors

  • Anders
  • Grand Enchanter Fiona


  • The Inquisition
  • Mage Sympathizers

Rivals and Enemies

  • The Chantry
  • The Nights Templar

Loyalist Mages

Originally posted by requiem-on-water


  • rebuild the network of Circles that protected Mages and protected the peoples of Thedas FROM mages

Key Actors

  • Vivienne de Fer


  • The Chantry
  • People afraid of magic
  • Remaining Templars

Rivals and Enemies

  • The Rebel Mages
  • The Inquisition

Nights Templar / Red Templars

Originally posted by headlesssamurai

The Order of the Nights Templar (not a typo) are theoretically guardians of mages, there to protect them from becoming possessed. In reality, they are guards and jailors both as well as the Chantry’s Millitary arm.

The order’s name comes from the need to be willing to step into the darkness and bring their own light to where Abominations, blood mages and demons reside. Sometimes they were referred to as 'matches’ by rebel mages, referring to both the idealised view of a Templar, and the propensity for hot-headedness and the 'branding’ of Tranquils.

What remains of the Order after the conclave has split between supporting the Inquisition and joining Corypheus under Sampson. Red Templars have been corrupted by ingesting Red Lyrium, and range in disfigurement from minor to horrific crystalline monsters.


  • To protect the people of Thedan worlds from Abominations, blood mages and other dangers that mages present
  • To regulate the use of magic and supervise Circles
  • To eliminate threats posed by Mages 

Key Actors

  • Formerly:
    • Cullen Rutherford
    • Theseus Trevelyan
    • Captain Rylen
  • Red Templars
    • Raleigh Samson


  • The Chantry (formerly)
  • Loyal Mages (formerly)
  • Corypheus
  • The Venatori

Rivals and Enemies

  • Rebel Mages
  • The Inquisition

The Seekers

Originally posted by etherax

The Seekers are a whispered name among the Faithful. They’re the secret police of the Chantry, meant to oversee and hold the Chantry accountable for any offenses against the Mages and it’s Faithful.

The problem is, they’re nowhere to be found when Thedas needs them the most.

Status: MIA


  • The Watchdog of the Templars and police of the Chantry
  • to seek the truth and hold the Chantry accountable

Key Actors

  • Cassandra Pentaghast

The Grey Wardens

Originally posted by astross-aqcualigus

The Wardens are legendary fighters, and prominent figures after the Fifth Blight, whether they want to be or not. Unfortunately the Wardens of outer Thedas have gone missing, and those that have been found are worried about a universal Calling on Orlais’s surface.

The Wardens wear Grey and blue armor, often battered and bearing battle scars.

Status: MIA


  • To kill darkspawn and defend the system from Blights

Key Actors

  • Rythlen Theirin (Formerly) - Hero and Queen of Ferelden
  • Alistair Theirin(Formerly) - Veteran of the 5th Blight, Ry’s husband
  • Kalieth Surana - Warden Enchanter
  • Carver Hawke - Senior Warden of Kirkwall/Free Marches

Rivals and Enemies

  • Corypheus
  • The Inquisition
  • Demons
  • Darkspawn
  • Other Wardens

The Venatori

Originally posted by romanowsky

Not much is known about this cult, other than they wish to see Corypheus made into a true god, and are willing to kill anyone in their way to achieve that goal.

One would imagine it rankles that a base elf, a being good only for slavery, is the main opponent stopping their God from ascending. Worse yet the elf is winning.


  • Tear apart the veil to allow Corypheus to become a true god.
  • Achieve power over the broken remains of the system

Key Actors

  • Corypheus
  • Gereon Alexius
  • Livius Erimond

Rivals and Enemies

  • The Inquisition
  • Ferelden

Legion of the Chevaliers

Originally posted by dimensao7

Orlais’ most respected and most feared fighting force, the Chevaliers have sided with their General Gaspard in the Orlesian Civil war. The Chevaliers are known to be one of the most disciplined and successful armies in the entire system, even though rumours abound that the Nobles in their ranks don’t always act so noble.

Elves in particular suffer at the hands of the Chevaliers. Any complaints against a Chevalier are found baseless, and unless the elf who is lodging the complaint has a patron of similar noble rank, the complainant goes missing shortly after.

Before the Halamshiral Alienage was purged, every year the graduating class of Chevalier officers would get drunk and descend to the elven slums to 'christen’ their swords. Both the ceremonial swords bestowed upon them at their graduation and their 'metaphorical’ ones.


  • To serve and protect the Emperor/Empress of Orlais.

Key Actors

  • Gand-Duc and General Gaspard
  • Baron and Captain Frederic Rousseau
  • Michel du Chevin (Formerly)

Rivals and Enemies

  • Celene, Empress of Orlais
  • Elves in general

Orlesian Bards

Originally posted by headlesssamurai

Orlais is infamous for it’s high stakes version of court. Life and death, and beyond, The Game is a constant battle of wits, politics, and blackmail that nobles uses to jostle for position in the Lion’s Court. However the moves are truly played out by third parties instead of the nobles themselves. Orlesian Bards act on behalf of nobles who prefer to keep their own hands clean.  They entertain the court and their patrons by gathering blackmail, stealing information or occasionally, assassinating a fellow player.

Most outsiders are unaware of the two tiers of Bards, and assume that the nobles who play at barddom are on similar footing as the 'pet’ bards kept on retainer by Nobles and houses.  They aren’t. Although the Game is deadly to all who play, young nobles who act as Bard are seen as less expendable than the 'pets’. 

Needless to say, the life of Pet Bard is short one.


  • To act on behalf of their patron, or to entertain the court by playing the Grand Game.

Key Actors

  • Formerly
    • Milliara Lavellan - Pet Bard of Baron Frederic Rousseau
    • Leliana Nightingale - Pet Bard of Marjolaine
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The Naboo Cell having been supplied with clothes by the Tatooime Liberation Front
Donna Karan, Pre Fall 2011

What if… while the Republic and the Separatists are at war with each other after Invasion of Naboo, a Slave Uprising breaks out on Tatooine. Even after the Clone Wars has ended, the Republic is reorganized into an Empire that leaves the Desert World, that’s embittered in a civil war between the Hutts and Revolutionaries, to it’s own devices. Among them is 21 year old Revolutionary Anakin Skywalker, a force sensitive human male who is trained in the ways of the Force by Obi-Wan Kenobi and Qui-Gon Jinn or rather their Force Ghosts. But the problem is Anakin doesn’t really agree with most of the Jedi Code and thus refuses to become a Jedi…

Ever the tactician, Sabé knew that their forced landing on Tatooine would put a wedge in their plans. Although she supposed they completed their mission having infiltrated and sabotaged the crown jewel of the imperial navy. Still if the conversation Yané overheard would prove to be true the Empire was working on something far worse then the Malevolence. And while this… Death Star might not be operational for many years they had to informs the Alliance Leaders as soon as posible. While their ship might have been damaged during their escape, their situation could’ve have been far worse. The fact that the ship had crashed in a region of Tatooine that was in the hands of the revolutionaries rather then the Hutts spoke of their luck. Because Sabé and rest of her fellow handmaidens knew that if a moisture farmer (it didn’t matter Cliegg Lars had ties to the Revolutionaries) had recognized them, the Hutts would have too. They would either handed over to the empire to collect the bounties on their heads or they would’ve been enslaved and by the Hutts like she overheard Skywalker say to Padmé.

Speaking about Skywalker, the young man was probably the only positive thing about the desert planet. If only for the fact he made Padmé act like a normal girl. The fact he made the former Queen smile and laugh made him a good person in Sabé’s book. Well that and the fact he and his people supplied them with local clothing. Both their trooper armor and imperial uniforms made them stand out like a sore thumb on Tatooine and were quite simply not resistant to heat and sand of the planet.

anonymous asked:

Did we ever find out why Ser Alliser hated Jon from the start or was it simply a case of, well Jon needs an adversary so here he is?

Short answer: Alliser Thorne is a very small man, and Jon stepped on his toes.

Long answer: there are many factors that helped shape the relationship between Jon and Thorne. For starters, Alliser Thorne was a Targaryen loyalist  who was sent to the Wall on the command of Tywin Lannister after the Sack of King’s Landing at a time when lots of loyalists were getting pardoned after bending the knee, something that clearly embittered him and left him resentful of the Rebellion and the Night’s Watch itself. Meaning that he was predisposed to disliking Jon, being that he was the son of one of the rebel leaders. Not that Jon would have been spared if he hadn’t been Ned Stark’s son; from what we’ve seen of Thorne’s behavior, he was predisposed to disliking all the recruits with equal fervor. Because Alliser Thorne is a bully who preyed on those weaker than him and who took out his resentment on his recruits. He always found a reason or another to hate his recruits which he took as probable cause to demean them.

The bigger shift from being one of many targets of Thorne’s indiscriminatory dislike of all recruits to being the target of his impassioned hate happened after Jon got the news that Bran woke up. Jon - who had previously received a verbal lashing from Donal Noye that smacked the castle-bred superiority right out of him and who was in a very cheerful mood after he got the news that Bran was going to live - offered to help Grenn with his training, essentially offering to do Thorne’s job for him, something that Alliser took ill to.

Alliser Thorne overheard him. “Lord Snow wants to take my place now.” He sneered. “I’d have an easier time teaching a wolf to juggle than you will training this aurochs.” 

“I’ll take that wager, Ser Alliser,” Jon said. “I’d love to see Ghost juggle.”

 Jon heard Grenn suck in his breath, shocked. Silence fell.  Then Tyrion Lannister guffawed. Three of the black brothers joined in from a nearby table. The laughter spread up and down the benches, until even the cooks joined in. The birds stirred in the rafters, and finally even Grenn began to chuckle.

Ser Alliser never took his eyes from Jon. As the laughter rolled around him, his face darkened, and his sword hand curled into a fist. “That was a grievous error, Lord Snow,” he said at last in the acid tones of an enemy. 

As far as Thorne was concerned, Jon publicly mocked and undermined him in front of the whole Watch, most of them his subordinates. For a prickly man who seems to have the same relationship with laughter as Tywin Lannister, and who found pleasure in holding his superiority over those weaker than him, that moment was enough to earn Jon his everlasting enmity. Jon effectively broke Thorne’s power by his cheeky comeback, something that no self-respecting bully would take kindly to. Jon was on Thorne’s shitlist from this moment onward.

It was a slippery slope from then on out. Because Jon continued to challenge and undermine Thorne. He showed Thorne up making it very clear to everyone in Castle Black how incompetent he was at his job. Oh he was just abysmal; his “training” consisted of yelling at the recruits and making them beat each other bloody without moving a muscle to actually teach them anything. He even denied them their personhood by coming up with nicknames that were either build on their physical appearance (and that relied on comparing them to animals) or were designed to hit them where it hurt (Lover for Daeron who was falsely accused of rape. Lord Snow for Jon whose bastardy was an open and easily recognized wound, etc). Thorne was content to make the recruits feel useless and denying them the means to prove him wrong. Until Jon stepped in to work with them and impart his own training on them, proving just how wrong Thorne was about them. The “Aurochs” made significant progress to the point of being named a ranger, as did Pyp who sought Jon out to learn from him because Thorne never bothered to show him how to grip a sword properly. Jon, more or less, replaced Thorne as a trainer and showed everyone that the problem was less about the ability of the recruits and more about how they were trained and who trained them.

So not only did Jon prove Thorne incompetent, he proved him willfully incorrect in his assessment of the recruits. Basically, an idiot who had no idea what he was talking about. He stood up to Thorne repeatedly as well, from refusing to give up on his fellow recruits as a lost cause to stepping in to protect Sam in the yard, impressing the shame of still going after Sam after he yielded on his fellow recruits. Which publicly shamed Thorne as well considering that he was an anointed knight clearly breaking his vows and every chivalric code. Jon undermined Thorne again when he managed to convince the other recruits (or in Rast’s case, threaten) not to beat Sam up on Thorne’s command, and again when he went to Maester Aemon for help to get Sam out from under Thorne’s thumb.

And through it all, Jon was enabled in his defiance of Thorne by the highest ranking officers on the Wall: Lord Commander Mormont and the widely respected Maester Aemon, which is a reflection of what they thought of both Jon and Thorne. Maester Aemon listened to Jon and went over Thorne’s head to get Sam. Jeor Mormont denied Thorne the sick satisfaction he got from Jon’s appointment to the stewards by appointing Jon as his personal steward, a position understood to be given to someone being groomed for command. And it wasn’t only them who showed Jon favor. Tyrion - someone Thorne actively loathed for being both a Lannister and dwarf - laughed off Thorne’s humorlessness and got the rest of the high officers laughing at him, but he lent Jon his aid which consisted of twisting Thorne’s arm right in front of Jon by forcing him to tell Jon that Mormon’s summon had to do with Bran. The recruits defied Thorne and complied with Jon’s demands instead. Even when Thorne’s cruel barb about Ned succeeded in provoking Jon into attacking him, Jon promptly distinguished himself saving Mormont’s life the very same night and his punishment boiled down to being held in his room for a while.

With Jon established as Thorne’s enemy (which honestly says so much about the guy), it must have stuck in his craw that Jon was being shown favor from the same people who mocked Thorne himself, and was allowed and even rewarded for his defiance.

Fear and peace, strings of death tied to life.

“Culture absolutely cannot do without passions, vices, and acts of malice.”
– Friedrich Nietzsche, Human, All Too Human

No matter the answer to the question of peace, it is no less a horrifying structure than the wars it acts as the violent precursor to. Peace has, throughout history, mostly been exemplified by its duality; in the aftermath of conflict, it is equally punishment and recompense as it is an achievement and blessing. For it to exist as a monolithic force permitting the temporary absence of that conflict, one side had to be “victorious” while the other was “defeated.”

The Oggai are expensive tools in Furuta’s zero-sum game, embodying loss and gain of personal and societal identities. The kanji is half of “death” reflected upon itself, alluding to the children who were stripped of humanity and went on to exceed the basic human condition, whose collective function is to rain death upon ghouls and humans alike. Compromise cannot stand when evil and good, black and white are polarized to the point of comedy. Furuta’s vision for peace flares with passionate indifference to the end of life, the end of the inferior masses to assemble invulnerable, chaotic instruments that can conquer and succeed in their place. Dying alone is a bore, too easy, too frightening an act, so he chooses life with a noose around his neck; the psychology of a deranged, depraved man lies in his need to frantically grab on to every bit of what little he can precisely because it has failed to hold meaning for him any longer. His focus veers toward what he should have been once he has lost good sense of what he should be, and he is crippled completely by his fear of moving anywhere at all after even that necessity has disgraced him and vanished. “Peace” and “ethics” thus become simple words to lob around for a taste at trivial triumph. Only by his own lack of meaning for such can he blindly demand them from others, stoke the flames of his fraudulent ambitions, be exalted as a profane god.

But a god that sins and shits no differently than their venal worshipers is no god, else they are all gods. These souls together convulse in agony, joined by the primal fear of death, of the death of their wants and needs. What sets the pretenders apart is their unvarnished audacity in exploiting that fear in those they deem weaker than themselves, until they collapse and become the exploited.

“I want to take this fucked up, piece of shit world, fuck it up even more, and give it a factory reset.”
(TG:re, ch. 86)

Each god rises from the ashes of the one before, endowed with a hereditary love of destruction and no more than that. To say that they are frivolous hypocrites isn’t a totally exaggerated assumption. Like Furuta, Eto was embittered in her fundamental loneliness, filled with revulsion for the father that she could not freely call her own. Her vengeance against the world for allowing her birth was a revolution for egoistic peace, and with the conviction that her methods would help dissolve the twisted birdcage came a pitifully inflated complex that rivaled V’s. She regarded V with the most livid contempt for their “mistaken belief” yet emerged guilty of exactly that — she would wrest the fucked up world from their vile, corpse-befouled hands with her own vile, corpse-befouled hands, a rejection of their peace for hers.

Unrepentant reapers like Furuta, Eto, and V/the Washuu can be readily epitomized by a singular line from Ernest Becker’s The Denial of Death, that hatred and chaos are baneful effects of the pathetic struggle against the fragile self afraid of death in its ultimate form:

“If we don’t have the omnipotence of gods, we at least can destroy like gods.”

Suppose that they or anyone else had their way. What follows once they have “reset” the world? Perhaps a rhythmic balance between life and death would be the prelude to this elusive peace if it could be contained, but life is death in progress, and the story is framed around characters who are thrust daily into the fetid maw of decay, killing and getting killed as they defend their right to life more than they can ever leisurely exercise it.

Juuzou voices his uncertainty and the scene exudes a palpable desolation as the paper plane is carried away in the wind to a destination unknown amidst the vastness before them. He admits he doesn’t know what peace really is, and then wonders if they’ll ever have it. How will one begin to realize or even appreciate that they have attained something worthwhile if they cannot recognize it? Further, if its meaning and existence are lost on its bearers, is there any point to its presence?

Peace is the paper plane — it can be thought of as a product of pernicious inertia, supplying its makers with a momentary calm until it must be let go. It’s both a loyal preservation and betrayal of a utopian ideal. A transition into the next essential war. Human beings inherently pursue the science of search, toiling tirelessly to invent, to claim their discoveries or distribute them for a profit. When the world is well it becomes lethargic; the monotony of that wellness sets in and weariness begins to stir anew.

The mood between Juuzou’s and Hakatori’s dialogues proffers the notion that peace is also a myth conjured by those fortunate enough to survive because they’re slavering for a conscious goal, a reason to justify the ceaseless bloodshed. If all humans were to be erased, then the ghouls’ natural source of sustenance disappears, leaving them to resort to permanent cannibalism. Without external energy being introduced into the food chain it is rendered obsolete, and they would regress as a species until they are extinct. Contrarily, a picture of the human world should all ghouls be erased would be a remarkably tedious echo of our own — political and social warfare, hate and ideological segregation would nevertheless continue to spin the wheel of violence that could never be buried.

Although Juuzou cannot explain the logic to his doubt, he does know that he prefers the status quo since there is little room for stability in either case. This is cemented by Hakatori’s (Tatara’s) statement that the innate curiosity for courses uncharted precipitates devastation. It is also a thinly veiled way of hinting at the perversion of peace as demonstrated by the Oggai, a unified symbol of peace in pieces, bloodhounds with an extraordinary capacity for sniffing out their prey and tearing them to shreds. Could their peace be the honest one if they have to flatten that of their allies and their enemies indiscriminately to reach it?

It isn’t, and it isn’t real. In their universe and this one, it’s the willful fabrication of those who have accepted that the world has unfailingly been ravaged and reinforced by war and peace in tandem, that while discovery inextricably leads to war, they are doomed to honor the duty of upholding that cycle as surely as they are wired to seek evolution. The remaining participants in the great stage play that is the riven world, like Naki and Ui, illustrate the insidious nature of the anxiety of death, why it so often extends to the people they love that they could implore life of the very gods that snatched it away.

In a series alight with the colors of tragedy, the sacrifice of life does well to encapsulate the illusory charm and unmitigated fear of a lasting peace. In this the ghouls and humans are one and the same. There are no gods or demons or monsters, just people steeped in varying shades of torment. They will strive and endure, strive to endure, but never be able to break the final barrier that would enable them to cast away the human essence. The sentimentality in fighting for what is false is their only truth, an incurable sickness shared among the living in search of an escape from the ennui that surreptitiously nourishes and devours them all.

anonymous asked:

Hello! So, I've had this character for a while but I'm constantly learning new things about him. He's an ex gang member, was incarcerated for 10+ years, and now as an adult, he's still doing a lot of the same things he did as a teen. My question is this, do you have any ideas for good memories and maybe even some more traumatic ones? Thanks in advance and have a great day!


Everything is specific to your character and his backstory – I would encourage you to do this on your own as well, and to really flesh out his past. I won’t tell you what memories were good and what memories were bad, or even how he feels generally about any of these memories, but I can tell you about some milestones and important things in a person’s life, and some possible experiences he’s had as a gang member and as a man who’s been in prison. You can go through the list and pick ones that you feel would be significant, and then decide your character’s feelings about them.


  • His earliest childhood memory
  • Childhood pets
  • Childhood fears
  • His feelings towards his siblings, if he has any
  • His favorite stuffed animal/blanket/pillow
  • His childhood home
  • His first day of school
  • His first childhood friend
  • His first crush
  • If he had pets, the first time one ran away or died
  • Any important family events, if he has an abnormal or dysfunctional family (for instance, the first time he saw his father hit his mother, or the first time his father was drunk around him – this depends on your character’s family, but allow me to say that a lot of youths who end up in gangs have dysfunctional families and turn to gangs as a sort of makeshift family)
  • Confronting/debunking his childhood fears
  • The first time he was separated for his parents/family for a decent amount of time
  • His first accomplishment in school (for example, if he won his school’s spelling bee, or if he won an art contest, or a race on field day)
  • His first failure in school (for example, if he tried to write a poem for a poetry contest and it lost, or if he studied hard for a math test and did badly on it)
  • His first serious injury – broken bone, burn from the stove, etc.

Adolescence/Teenage Years:

  • The first time he had a sexual dream
  • His first kiss
  • His first official girlfriend
  • Sports or extracurricular activities in school, if he participated in any; if so, did he stop, and why?
  • The first time he heard about the gang
  • The first gang member he talked to
  • His first taste of alcohol
  • His first smoke
  • His first time doing drugs of any kind
  • His first crime not having to do with substance abuse (for example, if he robs someone, or if he steals a car)
  • His first time having sex
  • His relations with his parents and siblings – are their relationships strained due to the path he’s taking? At this point, does his family even know anything is wrong?
  • His first rumble/turf war with another gang
  • His first run-in with the police
  • The first time he sees one of his fellow gang members killed by a member of an opposing gang


  • His first arrest
  • The first time a man propositions him for a sexual act or forces a sexual act on him (in prison, this does happen, quite often)
  • The work he does in prison – making license plates, washing clothes, etc.
  • The first time he’s put under consideration for parole – does he feel hopeful about possibly being released, or afraid of going back out into the world?
  • His feelings toward/relations with his family – do they want him to realize that he’s on the wrong path, or have the given up on him? Have they disowned him? If so, does that hurt him, or anger and embitter him?
  • When he’s released, does he try to be a better person at first, or does he go right back to old habits?
  • His first time having sex with a woman again
  • His first time buying a whore, if he does
  • Where he lives when he’s released
  • How often he sees his parole officer, and how he feels about being constantly watched
  • The first time he does drugs of any kind after being released
  • The first time he has alcohol after being released

I hope these help! If you need anything else, please feel free to ask. - @authors-haven

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We don’t fool anyone by parroting that it was ‘a mistake'” on the part of the British government to use the sternest methods against the Sinn Fein leaders. It was not a mistake. To the English government, to any government, the only safe rebel is a dead rebel. The ruthless shooting down of the insurrection leaders, the barbourous execution of James Connolly, who was severely wounded in the Dublin fighting and had to be propped with pillows that the soldiers could take good aim at him — all this may serve to embitter the Irish people. But unless that bitterness express itself in action, in reprisals — individual or collective — against the British government, the latter will have no cause to regret its severity. It is dangerous to let rebels live, If the Irish at home have no more spirit than the Irish in America, the English government has nothing to fear. The Irish-Americans are easily the most powerful influence in American political life. What have these Irish-Americans done to stop the atrocities of Great Britain? They have held mass meetings here and there to 'protest’ against the continuing executions of Sinn Feiners. They have sufficient political power in the country to cause President Wilson to call a halt to British atrocities, to force the English government to treat the Sinn Feiners as prisoners of war, which they are. But the Irish-American priests of Church and State would not dream of such drastic measures: politicians don’t do that.
More effective yet it would have been if some member or members of the numerous Irish societies had captured a few representatives of the British government in this country as hostages for the Irish rebels awaiting execution. A British Consul ornamenting a lamppost in San Francisco or New York would quickly secure the respectful attention of the British lion. The British Ambassador, in the hands of Washington Irishmen, would more effectively petition his Majesty, King Edward, for the lives of the Irish rebel leaders than all the resolutions passed at mass meetings.
After all, it is the Redmonds and the Carsons who are chiefly responsible for the failure of the rebellion in Ireland. They were the first to condemn the 'rash step’ of a people for centuries enslaved and oppressed to the verge of utter poverty and degradation. Thus they in the very beginning alienated the support that the uprising might have received in and out of Ireland. It was this treacherous and cowardly attitude of the Irish home rule politicians that encouraged the English government to use the most drastic measures in suppressing the revolt.
May outraged Ireland soon learn that its official leaders are like unto all labor politicians: the lackeys of the rulers, and the very first to cry Crucify!
The hope of Ireland lies not in home rule, nor its leaders. It is not circumscribed by the boundaries of the Emerald Isle. The precious blood shed in the unsuccessful revolution will not have been in vain if the tears of their great tragedy will clarify the vision of the sons ad daughters of Erin and make them see beyond the empty shell of national aspirations toward the rising sun of the international brotherhood of the exploited in all countries and climes combined in a solidaric struggle for emancipation from every form of slavery, political and economic.

Alexander Berkman, “The Only Hope of Ireland” James Connolly was executed on this day in 1916.