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Then Rhodes’s eyes widened, and his body stiffened. “What the hell-” He dropped down next to Stark and pulled at his shirt. His face literally was lit up as he looked down at the radiant circle on Stark’s chest.

“Those bastards,” whispered Rhodey. “How much time-?”

Stark shook his head, uncomprehending.

“How much time until the bomb goes off, Tony!” His voice was rising with urgency. “Is there a cut-off switch?” Quickly he was uncorking his canteen and was trying to ease water down Stark’s throat. “I’m not abandoning you now, buddy! Not after all this! But we gotta disarm that thing, and if-”

Stark coughed up water, but it wasn’t because he was choking. It was because he finally realized what Rhodey was reacting to, and it was damned funny. He tried to speak and his voice was barely a croak as he said, “Not… a bomb, not a bomb.”

Rhodey stared in confusion at the miniature Arc reactor implanted in Stark’s chest. “Then what the hell is it?”

It glowed softly in the darkness. A beacon of light.

“A reminder,” said Tony Stark.

-Iron Man Movie Novelization | Gif Series

I love how pretty much everyone who shits on tony stark has never seen a ironman movie or read an ironman comic bc if they did all of their anti tony bs would be smashed to pieces

Chains AU

Au where ghosts have chains sort of like the chains in the Christmas Carol, only these chains are not for punishments, but rather represents why a ghost can’t find peace, chains that grounds them to the mortal plane and prevents them from moving on.

The chains could represent anything. An obsession, a regret, an unfinished business, a responsibility. A small and short chain represent something small and could be fulfilled easily. Thicker, longer chains means it’s harder to break, while full blown iron balls are regrets that tortures their soul to their end of time. Most ghost have one or two, some have more than that, but only few and far in between. Iron balls are rare. Very rare.

Full ghosts only have the chains that they have immediately after their death, because regrets are usually the ones that that originate during living and rarely after death. For halfas, they are a different story. They are still alive, their chains are constantly changing, constantly adding up and breaking all the time. Their humanity making their emotions more volatile than full ghosts, and their human lives making them more vulnerable to even more reasons for the chains to form.

Vlad was covered in a lot of chains. Most of them are small, petty things he wanted in life. He does however, have two long, thick chains, each connected to iron balls the size of his head. His love to Maddie and his hatred to Jack. And when he met Danny, another chain and iron ball forms around him.

The amount of Vlad’s chains however, is nothing compared to Danny’s. A teenage boy, constantly under pressure from peers and society, having to meet up the expectations of his parents and teachers,carrying the responsibility of protecting them from ghostly threats while still receiving their scorn and hatred. Well, no one, living or not, can ever say they have met any other ghost that have chains more than the tangled network Phantom has. They never comment on the iron balls either, cuz the amount he carries always makes them shudder.
Dragon Age: inquisition - Under the Horns
Meet the voice behind the Iron Bull Freddie Prinze Jr. as he tells us what it's like to take on the mantle of the biggest, baddest, toughest mercenary in all...

Fantastic interview with Freddie Prinze Jr who APPARENTLY PLAYS IRON BULL. Yes, that’s right. Freddie Prinze Jr. This guy:

Is actually Iron Bull. I just learned that today, and my mind is officially blown.

Originally posted by sleepylioncub

god I forgot how much I love the Book of Lost Tales Valar. They’re nothing like the Silm Valar, way more active and way more comprehensible in their actions, but I think what I like about them most is that the narrative isn’t remotely presenting them as paragons, and without that narrative weight pressing down they’re fantastic. Tell me someone is the wisest and most compassionate in Arda, and I’ll sit here pursing my lips and second-guessing all their decisions; but just tell me he’s the Lord of the Airs and I’m like, all right, Lord of the Airs, let’s see this.

They’re not wise at all but honestly I think they’re more compassionate, and they’re hella more likable. I guess making mistakes is something I associate with compassion, because when you care about people you try to help them out even without a good plan or a certainty of success. You help them even when it makes you look stupid. Seeing the Valar try, and look ridiculous, and sometimes fall down on their ethereal all-powerful faces, makes me like them more than a million essays could ever do. 

So what prompted this specifically was the story of how, in Book of Lost Tales the first War Between the Valar and Melkor was averted by Manwë being a brilliant cunning bastard:

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Phineas Gage

Phineas Gage tamped a piece of dynamite wrong once upon a time and had an iron rod blown through his head. He survived somehow, despite the doctor literally putting his fingers in the hole and feeling around a bit. Before much attention was paid to germ theory. But he came back a different person. That’s why he’s in introductory textbooks still. Whatever hole was punched in his brain, it changed his personality. He was suddenly grumpy, started drinking, lying, fighting. He was prone to fits of rage. He was impetuous and impatient. Taken by get rich quick ideas but not following through on things.

I have a vague memory that the rod went through sort of the frontal temporal area, but I’d have to look it up.

I have many of those symptoms now. I am become Phineas. Even as I’ve regained a lot of my basic cognitive faculties, there are all of these frontal lobe types of capabilities that I’m not good with anymore. I have trouble with time management. I’m horribly impatient. I’m prone to anger over minor violations of courtesy. I have extremely poor inhibition control, at least compared with what I used to have. I would likely fail the marshmallow test now. I swear a lot more than I used to, unable to stop myself in mid-sentence.

I know that all kinds of mental capacities can be affected by grief, so I’m not exactly surprised that symptoms have held on this long, but it’s surprising to me that these ones have stayed so prominent. I suppose they’re compatible with the worldview that I seem to have inherited from the trauma. If I already believe that the world is pointless, then of course I’m less worried about time management. If I put less value on other people without her here, of course I’m less worried about offending them with my language.

Perhaps things like inhibition control will come back eventually. I seem to have learned to live without it if not though, too.