the worst is coming

Onsra ─ 4

Originally posted by mygchae

 

Pairing: Jungkook x pregnant!reader x Jimin
Genre: angst, slight fluff
WARNING: Infidelity
Word count: 2.1k

Summary: Everything comes together, for the better or worst, but the result may end up just as it had first started.


That was the last straw.

“Bora?” You ask, but you aren’t looking at her. You’re staring daggers straight at Jimin, the overwhelming hurricane of sorrow swirling within you to a tornado of anger. Your nails digging into the flesh of your palms as you bunch your fists, containing everything from slashing out of you. Or everything slashing you from the inside-out. 

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rachel-blue-chameleon  asked:

Are you still doing the character asks? If yes then Kate Stewart

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life 

hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bang

hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff

best quality: her determination when it comes to keeping the world safe

worst quality: her Lethbridge-Stewart tendency of “this very extreme option is definitely the best course of action”, probably, idk, I feel like her characterisation is a bit inconsistent in places

ship them with: Jac, any given female at UNIT in a near enough radius, Bill Potts (in a cute mutual crushing kind of way??), Malcolm Tucker (I know it’s a crossover ship but it’s the BEST okay)

brotp them with: Osgood, the Doctor

needs to stay away from: planes, and the Master

misc. thoughts: what a babe. my science babe. I’m SO happy she exists, it’s such a wonderful way of continuing the Brig’s legacy in New Who while also creating an awesome female character in a position of power

men are the fucking worst

i’m listening to a podcast abt casey anthony and the male host keeps interjecting w comments about how she;’s so ugly

like

she killed her fucking kid, dude

she killed her fucking kid and the worst thing u can come up with is that she’s ugly

For Georges Bataille, sadism is to be understood not in the light of sexual pathology but rather in that of existential psychology, in which it appears as the radical negation of the other, as the denial of the social principle as well as the reality principle. A world in which torture, destruction, and death triumph obviously cannot exist. But the sadist does not care about the continued existence of the world. On the contrary: he wants to nullify this world, and by negating his fellow man, who also in an entirely specific sense is “hell” for him, he wants to realize his own total sovereignty. The fellow man is transformed into flesh, and in this transformation he is already brought to the edge of death; if worst comes to worst, he is driven beyond the border of death into Nothingness. With that the torturer and murderer realizes his own destructive being, without having to lose himself in it entirely, like his martyred victim. He can, after all, cease the torture when it suits him. He has control of the other’s screams of pain and death; he is master over flesh and spirit, life and death. In this way, torture becomes the total inversion of the social world, in which we can live only if we grant out fellow man life, ease his suffering, bridle the desire of our ego to expand. But in the world of torture man exists only by ruining the other person who stands before him. A slight pressure by the tool-wielding hand is enough to turn the other – along with his head, in which are perhaps stored Kant and Hegel, and all nine symphonies, and the World as Will and Representation – into a shrilly squealing piglet at slaughter. When it has happened and the torturer has expanded into the body of his fellow man and extinguished what was his spirit, he himself can then smoke a cigarette or sit down to breakfast or, if he has the desire, have a look in at the World as Will and Representation.
—  Jean Améry – from “Torture”, from At the Mind’s Limits: Contemplations by a Survivor on Auschwitz and Its Realities, translated by Sidney Rosenfeld and Stella P. Rosenfeld

Fill-a-Page February day 10!

Today’s page is dedicated to the best partner-in-crime a person could ask for, @notallballs, on her birthday. Bb, bless you for being a filthy enabler and encouraging me at every turn <3 

its au time you sons of hecks

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Tsk. Just how are you planning to represent our liege if you can’t even dress yourself properly?”