Morael is the divine angel of fear and awe. Therefore, they bring awe for God and his power into our lives. They teach us to love, venerate and worship God and his creations and fill us with a deep respect for all of creation.
I never wanted to be praised for being the good, quiet, obedient child who was ‘mature for their age’ and never upset their teachers and never took up too much space around adults. I wanted to be the loud, rambunctious child that loved life and loved to dream and play and talk without any fear. A child who soaked up every moment of their youth and just acted like a child should be unapologetically allowed to act.
This moment right here is absolutely INCREDIBLE and just another reason that I love The Walking Dead. Nabila, her character, her spirit, her quiet wisdom, this beautiful queen staying true to herself and her religion after the world has fallen. This image, the representation of this woman wearing a hijab on the biggest show on television is a subtle protest in the face of the hateful, harmful, ugly untruths and rhetoric 45, and his administration have been spreading about the Muslim faith. Representation matters and we all deserve to be represented properly to inspire all who tune into the show. Art is gripping. This creativity is hope in the face of evil and faith in the face of uncertainty, which parallels our struggle for true liberation in this life. Much respect to the TWD for not playing into false fears.
″Emotional abuse is any kind of abuse that is emotional rather than physical in nature. It can include anything from verbal abuse and constant criticism to more subtle tactics, such as repeated disapproval or even the refusal to ever be pleased.″ An abuser may blow their victim’s flaws out of proportion and make fun of them in front of others using verbal assaults. They will use minimizing tactics that make the victim feel like they are always exaggerating or blowing things out of proportion, all to suggest that the victim’s emotions and perceptions are faulty and not be trusted. They may deliberately start arguments with their victim and be in constant conflict with others. An abuser will commit emotional blackmail to get what they want by playing on a victim’s fear, guilt, compassion, or values.
The Creeping Horror: Or, The Veil That Ate Emma’s Face
So, about Emma’s wedding dress …
The dress itself is fine– a direct knockoff of Grace Kelly’s wedding dress:
However, Emma’s veil headpiece looks like a giant pasty stuck on her head and all I can think of is the egg from Alien:
But the real problem with this dress is one of association. Emma Swan’s major emotional drive in S6 is fear– she’s afraid of dying from her curse, and she’s afraid of being separated from her secretive beloved.
And when you add Fearful Bride + Curse + Secretive Fiance’ + Long White Dress you get a completely different genre from fairy-tales. You get … gothic romance. Here’s Frankenstein:
And here’s a bunch of gothic romance novels:
Notice they all have the same high-collared white dress. There are variants of this cover where the necklines get lower (and occasionally venture into other colors), but the same patterns apply: new bride, shady husband, creepy house, feeling of impending doom. Emma’s S6 severe hairdo and lack of makeup all play into the new, fearful bride stereotype.
TELL ME YOUR FEARFUL FAMILY SECRET!
Nothing wrong with this trope by itself. Except we already HAVE the Naive Bride Investigates Shady, Cursed Husband gothic trope on this show: it’s these two morons:
And Emma Swan of S1-2 is NOT the Fearful Gothic Romance Heroine– she’s the Brave Knight.
We’ve now taken Emma from being a fairy-tale knight to a gothic bride, which necessitates her main emotional driver being changed from courage to … fear. That’s not “walls down” that’s … a different character.
Darling, how can we defeat this horrible curse of impending doom before the honeymoon is over?
DING! DING! DING!
There’s nothing wrong with Emma Swan: Gothic Horror Bride– but it sure isn’t the Emma Swan we signed up for when we started this show. Dress and makeup and hair all speak to character … and Emma’s wedding dress, like the horror genre itself, gives me the creeps.
Now onto this famous scene from Episode 2: Attack of the Clones.
The importance of this scene is heavy weighted on Anakin’s
view point. He starves for affection, for acknowledgment, and for familiarity.
After years stuck with the Jedi who we all know by now kept him at arm’s length
and never actually accepted him. Now this person, this
angel who he longed for and loved since the age of nine has come back to his
life and he can’t contain his excitement. It’s as if he was dead until the
moment he saw her again. He wants to tell her everything without holding anything
back because he knows she won’t judge him… and that is something only his mom
ever done for him. A reassurance, that someone [ admittedly ] cares about him *going back to the Japor Snippet scene in Ep1*. Everything
seems perfect, too perfect in fact. So naturally, as soon as Padmé opens her
mouth in this scene in particular I’m afraid our dear Padawan was able to
return to a sense of… difficult reality which clearly expose how much different their upbringing
Padmé: We used to come here for school
retreat. We would swim to that island every day. I love the water. We used to
lie out on the sand and let the sun dry us and try to guess the names of the
[ note: lol, I just love how she just bragged about water to
a slave boy from a dusty planet. Padmé
And we see unmistakably that Anakin is having hard time sinking
in his own feelings. Up till this moment he was able to forget their status:
former slave, former queen. But now it’s all back and he can’t even smile. Like
at all. And no one of course can expect him to. While he wants to get to know
the woman he loves so much, the thing she was saying kinda felt like drinking acid.
I mean what is someone like him expected to answer to that? Having to hear; about
such beautiful lavished and serene moment so very much unlike anything that
happened in his entire harsher young life. This is where the awkwardness begins.
At one point he wants her to keep talking to him, and at another he knows he
can’t possibly relate to anything she says.
Anakin: I don’t like sand. It’s coarse and rough
and irritating and it gets everywhere. Not like here. Here everything is soft
This line isn’t about sand. This line isn’t about Anakin’s hatred
of sand. This line is about Anakin’s original home, Tatooine, the place where his
mother is (currently) slowly dying in. The muse of his nightly nightmares and where
his nonexistence sad childhood had began. Except; he couldn’t just say it out loud.
It’d ruin the mood for one thing and surely illustrate the vast gap between
their worlds. That could only play into his fears, and serves as reminder that
he’s not good enough for her. So, he tries clumsily and awkwardly to connect
with her on simpler terms.
This overlooked moment shows how two different worlds came
together and how it wasn’t an easy thing to do thanks to the major difference and
unforgiving aspects. This
very moment also was the start of Anidala courtship.
…we got a Anti and Dark and collab video which was a bit like reading your comments. However it was actually Anti and Dark reading all our theories about them.
They enjoyed nothing more than toying with the truth and exaggerating the horrors which we have created. It allowed them to play on our fears, but also allow them prove they are better and stronger than the other.
Imagine this; the air sent goosebumps up your arms, and the dim moonlight cast ominous shadows in the woods around you. The air was still as you trudged forward, just trying to get home after a long day. Despite the risks, you had decided to take the supposed “shorter route” through the woods; but as the air got colder, and the feeling of being watched increased, you began to regret your decision.
You had just begun to approach an old church building, when your foreboding increased dramatically. You were being followed, you had no doubt about it, but from where? That shadow over there was no trick I of the light. You tugged your jacket closer around you and picked up your pace.
Then, out of the corner of your eye, you saw a flash of silver. You stopped short, your legs beginning to tremble. “Who’s there?” You called out unsteadily. You reached for the switch blade you kept in your pocket, gripping the handle tightly, and then began to continue your walk when the woods offered no reply.
Again and again you would glance at gleams of silver, always just out of your line of sight, and your heartbeat jumped up. The darkness seemed to swallow you whole as you finally crossed the path of the old church, with its crumbling gray walls. In the daytime it was enchanting, but under the cover of darkness it seemed sinister.
A deep laugh creeped up behind you, and you heard a twig snap as heavy footsteps began to match with yours. Without even looking back, you burst into a panicked sprint, cutting through the churchyard, and leaping over the wrought iron fence. The steps behind you seemed only to get closer to you as you pushed yourself harder to escape; a hand caught the back of your shirt and ripped you back as you screamed wildly.
You fought back, blindly flailing, as you whipped your knife wielding hand forward. A firm hand caught your wrist in a tight squeeze and you finally looked at your follower. You recognized him instantly as the Ghoul Omega. He leaned his face close to yours and laughed at your attempts.
“Oh honey,” he said, his voice thick with mockery, “were you planning on using this on me?” He expertly yanked the blade from your hand, keeping his other hand tangled in your hair, as to prevent you from running away. He grazed the knife over your neck, laughing darkly, “you don’t even know how to use this.” He knicked your shirt collar with the edge of the knife, causing a tear. He whispered teasingly in your ear, “But I know how to use it.”
Your pulse quickened now, not from fear, but from arousal. A low moan slipped out of your mouth as he continued to cut your shirt away; Omega seemed surprised.
“You’re such a little whore.” His words sent a thrill up your spine. He seemed to smirk, “You’d make a perfect sacrifice.”
Before your fear could set in, he shook his head. “But I’m not going to that, my pretty little whore. No…” The scraps of your shirt finally hit the ground. “I like you far too much for that”. He began to pull you into the ruined church by your hair, still clenching the knife. He threw you down onto a raised alter, still partly covered with old velvet. You shivered as your bare skin hit the cold stone. Omega loomed over you, drawing the knife down your collar bone to your hips. “Let’s have some fun, hmm?”
You moaned as he pressed down on you, the knife making red ridges against your hips as shallow cuts formed. You heard Omega moan at the sight. “Fuck, Ghuleh, you’re beautiful like this.” Your eyes fluttered back as the switchblade pressed harder into your skin. Omega growled as more red lines appeared across your hips from his knife work. “Let me hear your screams”.
And scream you did. He continued his cuts up and down your sides, under your breasts, and drawing teasing white lines down your inner thighs. The pain and pleasure and fear hit you all at once as you screamed out. Your back arched high up off the altar as his tounge covered the red lines, drinking up what little blood had pooled there.
His voice was low and deep. “Give yourself to me. Let me have you, little whore.” You whimpered and moaned, your general consent given in a mess of pleading and whining. The knife at your throat shut you up, as the ravenous Ghoul climbed on top of you. You tried to keep, still mindful of the blade at your throat, as Omega pushed his entire length into your sore body all at once. You moaned and screamed, your pulse racing at the knife to your neck. “Omega, God, Omega!” Omega laughed teasingly, “No, darling, I’m just Omega.” He whispered in your ear, “Say my name again”.
He held the knife with a careful balance of pressure, keeping it close enough to you to be acutely felt, bit not to cut, every time you moaned and squirmed with pleasure as he fucked you. He snarled and grabbed your hip with his free hand possessively as he fucked you into the alter.
Your back ached and your throat was raw with screams as you felt yourself about to come undone. “Omega, I’m gonna cum, fuck, you feel so good I’m—” you threw your head back and cried out Omega’s name as your climax hit you at full force; you felt the knife bite into your neck slightly, as Omega’s control slipped for a moment as he hit his climax.
You panted hard and reached up for the imposing Ghoul, and he drew you close and kissed the small cut on your neck. You could only think of one request.
i lowkey have a feeling that the daughters of aku will be Aku's undoing
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So you described Dark and Anti. Can you describe Google and Wilford please? P.S. you're the best 😁
Totally! I’m sorry this took so long for me to get around to, but I had two tests this week and it’s also been a while before I watched videos including these two (besides the most recent). I just spent the past hour watching all of the (most important) videos Warfstache and Google appear in, and if you could see the amount of notes I jotted down in my phone, you’d be impressed.
So basically for this one, beyond describing these characters’ personalities, I wanna discuss their origin stories/existence in the greater Markiplier “universe”. I feel like discussing personalities was more important when analyzing Dark and Anti because they’re shrouded in so much more mystery, but with Google and Warfstache it’s pretty obvious what they’re like. The bigger question is where they came from and how they interact with Mark (and Dark, I guess), which is much less obvious.
So why don’t we start with Warfstache?
CANON ORIGINS: Interdimensional Liaison
As far as Warfstache’s personality, he comes off as a complete idiot. But if we read between the lines, we see a bit of method to his madness. He’s idiotic and egotistical, yes, but he’s also fearless. He yells Slenderman into submission when he tries to attack him in The Fall of Slenderman, he presumably was going to do the same to Golden Freddy in FNAF: The Interview, and he gets into a police shootout in The Ned Affair. He also completely brushes off Phone Guy’s worries about all the “boos” that go on in Freddy Fazbear’s, only playing up his fear for the camera.
We also know that Warfstache is a convicted felon; he states that he helped beat up Slenderman while Slendy was in prison, suggesting that Warfstache was imprisoned too. We also see him commit adultery, five counts of murder (including a puppy), and arson in The Warfstache Affair, and later shoot two policemen in The Ned Affair. He also stabs Mark to death in Warfstache Interviews Markiplier, despite Mark being his hero. So clearly he has no issues with murdering people, or anything else that normal people might at least be skeeved by.
So beyond Warfstache’s personality, his backstory and appearances make the mystery even weirder. The first time we see him, he’s interviewing Slenderman for AFC News. Right off the bat, this is two big red flags: Slendy is a supernatural being, and he’s also fictional. Not long after, he’s shot to death by a baby (weird) in The Ned Affair - but then we see him with his own show, “Warfstache Tonight!”, interviewing Phone Guy: another fictional character that is interestingly FUCKING DEADby the time Warfstache gets around to interviewing him, which means we can tack on “can communicate with the departed” onto his list of interesting interview guests, along with Warfstache himself COMING BACK FROM THE FUCKING DEADwith no real explanation as to why or how.
Some other interesting takeaways from Warfstache’s various interviews, particularly in “Warfstache Tonight!”, is that he starts each episode with “Hello ladies and gentlemen and all other configurations of being!” While this could be interpreted as Warfstache acknowledging the existence of genders beyond male and female (and I’m not ruling that out), it could also be a reference to creatures that aren’t necessarily human. If Warfstache wanted to acknowledge non-male/females, he could say something like “guys, gals, and nonbinary pals”, but instead he leaves the interpretation much more open. He also says in FNAF: The Interview: “My crew is just standing around like metaphor!” This is a REALLY interesting line, because it implies that his crew isn’t actually there. Does this mean that Warfstache is running the show by himself? Or does it mean that his show doesn’t really exist, at least not in the traditional sense?
Finally, the MOST interesting piece of evidence is at the end of the “True Ending” in “A Date With Markiplier”. WARNING: SPOILERS FOR “A DATE WITH MARKIPLIER” BELOW (although tbh if you haven’t watched this video yet…why not??):
Warfstache’s floating head shows up when you seem to slip between dimensions or something. The first thing he says is, “Welcome to my humble abode!” I’m sorry, his WHAT?! Then he goes on to accuse you of not knowing who you truly are while you “play this little game”, and then saying, “I can’t answer it for you but I can put you in the situation where you might discover the truth.” This tells me that: A) Warfstache can break the fourth wall and knows that you’re playing a game, B) he can see past the game’s veneer and knows your true identity, and C) that he’s bound by some sort of dimensional laws or contract that prevent him from interfering with things directly. You know who else can’t interfere with events directly? A FUCKING REPORTER.
SO HERE’S MY CONCLUSION: Warfstache exists between dimensions. He can see/interact with/isn’t scared of supernatural beings like Slenderman and Freddy Fazbear, he can come back from the dead and isn’t scared of things that can kill him, he lives in an interdimensional realm, and he can break the fourth wall, which allows him to interview fictional characters and know things that neither Mark or the viewer don’t know.
My theory as to why is a little cloudy; maybe after he died the first time (whether this happened in The Ned Affair or at some earlier date), Warfstache made a deal with the devil to stay alive? But now he’s stuck between worlds as a liaison? And maybe part of the deal is that he can’t interact with the world directly anymore - merely report on it and just kind of exist?? My support for this theory is that he didn’t get his own show until after he was killed in The Ned Affair, and that was the same time he started referring to “other configurations of being” and his crew being “metaphoric”, suggesting he now has knowledge of otherworldly beings that he didn’t have before. But since he also interviewed Slendy before he died in The Ned Affair, I’m not entirely sure about this.
In Google’s first appearance, he’s an early-access robot that Matthias has received in the mail. It’s painfully obvious that, at least in this video, Google is a robot: he makes mechanical sounds when he moves and has a glowing G on his chest, suggesting some sort of internal lighting. Interestingly, he can make webpages and clickable holograms appear in midair for Matthias to look at and touch, but I still think this is just an extension of his robotic abilities.
In the video, Google is presented as being obviously mechanical and a slave to his programming, but he has some autonomy. Even though he’s forced to obey Matthias’s commands (do my laundry, wash the dishes), he goes out of his way to fuck up these tasks by ruining Matthias’s things. He can also speak freely when he has the opportunity, showing that he has independent thought. The biggest example of this is when he urges Matthias to give him admin privileges, something that a normal, mechanical AI wouldn’t even have the programming to do or understand. He also openly states that his secondary objective is to destroy mankind, which isn’t something that (I assume) anyone would have programmed for him, showing more extension of his limited free will.
However, at the end of the video when Google has admin privileges and begins threatening Matthias, we see Matthias defeat him by asking him too many logical questions, causing the robot to overheat (or something?) and break. Presumably, Google is “dead” now, but after the end screen we see him look at the camera while the words “ITS ME” flash, suggesting that he’s still alive.
The next time we see him, it’s in the recent 360 Minecraft video, in which Mark’s program/computer malfunctions and Google shows up in Mark’s place, claiming that his primary objective is to fix the problem, while his secondary objective is to destroy mankind. No change there. But in this video we do see that Google is much glitchier than when we last saw him. It’s also interesting to note that Mark is no longer there when Google shows up.
In my Texts From Dark And Anti update that featured Google, I implied that Google was now possessing Mark, but I don’t actually think that’s the most likely possibility. Rather, I think that Google escaped his mechanical confines and became a virus after Matthias destroyed his “host robot”, so to speak.
Evidence: in Google IRL, Google shows up in a box. He squeaks and beeps when he moves, implying robotics. He goes limp and quiet when Matthias “breaks” him. But then how did he show up later? I postulate that, in order to survive, Google’s “soul” fled the robotic body and escaped into cyberspace, becoming a virus that could travel from computer to computer. This would explain why he broke Mark’s computer when he appeared, as viruses are notorious of doing. It would also explain his change from jerky, robotic movement to smooth-yet-glitchy movement: it implies that he’s no longer in the physical plane, but rather forced to render along with Mark’s camera equipment and Internet connection.
I’ve kind of set aside my theory that Google possessed Mark mostly because I think that Google is strictly programming and binary code rather than a supernatural being like Darkiplier or Warfstache. The only reason I haven’t ruled it out completely is the fact that Mark has disappeared when Google arrives. Maybe he possessed him; maybe he killed him the old-fashioned way, but then how could he do that if he’s stuck in cyberspace? Nothing we see in 360 Minecraft gives me reason to think he’s gained a corporeal body again. I think we’ll just have to see more footage of Google to answer this question.
There you go! Three hours of my life and all of Mark’s alter egos later (besides Yandereplier but they’re only seen like once in a song sequence so there’s nothing to discuss lol), there’s my theories/descriptions/interpretations/etc. of Wilford Warfstache and Googleplier. This was really time-consuming but still really fun to do, so thanks so much for requesting this! As always, if you liked this, PLEASE feel free to reply/reblog and let me know what you think of these ideas + anything you’d like to add! This was really fun last time, so I’d like to see that continue. :)