#Power Chews

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

Young Hero Sent On A Quest meets other young heroes also sent on various quests—only to discover they're all being used as free child labor by the same flaky wizard as a scam to collect magical artifacts.

the Young Heroes' collective new "Quest" is now to Unionize.....

[dailyheavymedic]

day 66

for the anon that has been requesting fluff for ages

[fool-for-luv]

yeah your rituals may be intricate. But have u ever placed a real gun in the hands of your eternal and fated enemy, watched his hands shake as he points it at you, and trusted that he will not let the bullet touch you, all for a magic trick that was your idea in the first place? have u ever seen true fear in his eyes and still known that even without miracles, he will let no harm come to you, even if that harm is only a ridiculous amount of heavenly paperwork?

[faithinlouisfuture]

absolutely no one is safe when he’s around

[be-it-so]

Achilles was meant and expected to be greater than his father even before his parents' marriage, and Diomedes couldn't escape his father' shadow even long past his death and even long past proving himself to be better.

[mrmeepsmadmind]

i love when ppl draw bumblebee like the happy little creachure he is but also i love when people draw bumblebee like he's had 500 beers in the last 1 hour and still the pain won't even ebb

[an-honest-puck]

there's just something about the way Siobhan looks straight at Murph when as Van, she clocks Maxwell going for his gloves and the 'fuck around and find out' attitude of her just saying "Oh I wish you would. I really wish you would."

[sweetpea-altaica]

never letting go of the idea of javi's death 'proving' to shauna that she's lost her ability to care, then her relationship with melissa showing her that's not true at all.

[venusandsaturnsrings]

cw: dubcon, n0ncon, needles, knives, painplay, n power dynamics

it was petty theft that got you here. an impulsive decision and lack of pocket change had you not so subtly snatching some silly product and in seconds you were dragged off by a member of the Gardes. the trial was speedy and you were handed a single month sentence to the fortress that turned into several though you had honestly lost count. due to the dukes own interest, he plucked you from the general prison populace and kept you tucked away in his own quarters permanently.

you weren’t a hardened criminal and didn’t get the chance to learn any tips or tricks from other prisoners so trying to pick a lock was a foolish idea but desperation leads to such stupidity. it was a brash attempt at some sort of tool combined with wiggling the knob and banging against the door obviously too loud that had Wriothesley whipping it open and knocking your skull against it. his scowl was fierce and you honestly wished looks could kill knowing a cruel punishment was to come.

teary eyed and shaking, you couldn’t even beg for mercy as the first cries were soon stifled with his tie in your mouth. he wasted no time stripping you and tying you firmly to a cold medical cot, grumbling out curses and other irritated verbiage. he opened and slammed a variety of drawers and cabinets, pulling out different tools he kept out of your line of sight, always preying on the fear he could build inside you. Wriothesley took his sweet time in gathering all he’d need before slamming a metal tray on the table next to you and contemplating his first choice in inflicting unforgettable pain. he settled on a thick needle. a wicked grin spread across his face.

hands coming to crudely slap, massage, and pull at your tits, he warmed you up before bringing the metal to your chest. ignoring the rapid shakes of your head and sobs, he made quick work of harshly threading it through the flesh of your left nipple. his fingers jostled it around and seemed to imitate the way he’d certainly be roughly taking you later as he slipped it in and out numerous times to maximize the pain and border on brutalizing your once clean chest. a thick piece of jewellery followed before he gave the other nipple the same treatment as blood dripped down, pooling against your sides and sternum. as if that wasn’t enough his hands returned to the tray once more to retrieve a clean and sharp blade.

he hummed a tune you didn’t recognize as he seemed to ponder over what design would be best along your stomach and collar bones. no amount of bracing yourself could’ve prepared you for the sting as he dragged the metal deep enough to scar. clean cuts of a W landed themselves on each collarbone before he carved a heart paired with some intricate swirls along your lower stomach, spitting on them once satisfied. Wriothesley dragged his fingers harshly over the fresh wounds smearing the blood everywhere. he once more turned to the tray.

spots danced across your vision from the searing pain and you almost missed the sight of the next item, a small vial of dark indigo liquid. he pulled the tie from your mouth and used one hand to keep it open before pouring the entirety to the back of your throat before snapping your jaw shut forcing you to sputter uselessly and swallow. his smile almost seemed sweet as he explained the purpose; enhancing sensations. quickly the pain you felt snapped tenfold and you were past the point of crying and launched straight into shock. the pets that landed along your head, soft coos, and condescending praise imitated that of a real lover and you wanted to throw up. Wriothesley moved himself to kneel atop the cot and spread your numb legs. you knew what was to come.

[violentfille]

Obsessed with Adar's table spread. Serious question though: is this how he normally eats or was it because Galadriel was there?

[liyv]

is this what you wanted?

[soup-du-silence]

theyre so obsessed with each other

[shannonsketches]

I'm sure it's been discussed at length already but I think it's easy to assume saiyans are strong so their genes are dominant but I (like to) think it's the opposite. It's interesting to think that the ecological nature of a saiyan is stealthy and invasive, and according to Jaco a saiyan invasion was going to be extra dangerous to earth because they look like earthlings (and a lot of other human-like races in the db universe) and one baby saiyan will easily go completely undetected until it starts the extermination process.

so it actually makes a lot of sense to me that a saiyan hybrid would take more physical traits from a local species, while maintaining the potential to house a saiyan's strength and inborn power over ki (which I think due to the story following a group of people who use it is a thing we often forgotten is a super rare and dangerous ability in that universe, and inborn/instinctive to a select few very powerful races). Could also be a fun way to explain why their tails can detach and grow back, since that may be the only real Tell.

because like yeah gohan and goten look like goku but they also look like chichi ykwim? trunks and bulla look like bulma. pan looks like videl. thoughts i chew on.

I also just find parasitism a real good meaty horror concept to put in my little 'this is why everyone's afraid of saiyans' headcanon file along with 'can see in the dark, biologically strategic energy consumption, can go long periods without food or rest' and of course the canonical 'surprise monkey werewolf kaiju'

[trappedinafantasy37]

Cults & Autonomy: Lae'zel and the Gith

I know what you may be thinking "Lae'zel isn't in a cult, it's more like a military!" From the memoir I am going through about cults, the author was both in a cult and in the military (the US military) and they argue that military's and militia groups employ the same tactics cults do to control their soldiers. The author also states that cults can be highly militant, in which members see themselves as soldiers to The Idol and are expected to be ready to fight and die for The Idol. So, in a way, a military is a type of cult, and so are the gith we meet in BG3. I'm not saying every single military is a cult, but there are too many overlaps between the two to truly ignore.

Nothing better exemplifies that one has no autonomy than the expectation to be ready to die for The Idol. Members are expected to literally lay down their lives, not for their sake or ideals, but for The Idol and The Idol alone. And Lae'zel proudly proclaims she is willing to die for Vlaakith and everything she does is with the intent to fulfill Vlaakith's will. Hells, even wanting to cleanse herself of the ghaik abomination is for Vlaakith and she is doing you a huge favor by even offering you a chance to go to a creche and into a zhaith'isk. And we all know that the zhaith'isk is a nice, pleasant spa day that ends in total annihilation (seriously, it's intended purpose is to kill gith who get infected).

Lae'zel also has this dream to Ascend one day, to serve as Vlaakith's personal guard and ride a red dragon. This is something that Vlaakith does offer her at some point in the story. I mean, who wouldn't want to be the right hand to The Idol? Except, we learn through Voss, or the hard way, that Ascension is just Vlaakith literally consuming a gith like a protein shake. And it seems like this massive betrayal, but it really isn't. In this ending where Lae'zel does ascend, she isn't scared. She's happy, she's honored to be there. Ascension is what they have all been told to strive for, they have all been told to sacrifice themselves for Vlaakith anyway. It only feels like a true betrayal if you reject Vlaakith in the creche and speak to Voss and learn the origins of Vlaakith. This would be Lae'zel's true first crack in her programming. Soldiers risk and sacrifice their lives fighting on behalf of The Idol, under the premise that it is for something greater. To find out that The Idol has been consuming your people for generations for no other purpose than to empower themselves is a shock. They are willing to die for The Idol, not for The Idol to kill them.

When you first visit the creche, you can witness a situation in the training room in which either you or another gith student can kill a young male gith (or spare him if you choose). He isn't doing so well with the lessons, he is timid, and doesn't have the warrior's spirit in which even the instructor says he is better off dead. You can speak to Lae'zel about this and she sees no issue with killing the kid, seeing that an army is only as strong as the weakest warrior and he was weak. She even confirms that at a young age, she had killed a few of her own littermates because she was the strongest and thus deserved to survive. The others were either too weak or too stupid for underestimating her and picking a battle they couldn't win. Even when young, the gith are conditioned to have a "Cull the Weak" mindset, in which this cannibilization isn't just normalized, but expected. Every one of them is prepared to be discarded, so they have this intense fortitude to give their all.

Lae'zel also confirms that gith reproduction is asexual and sexual intercourse is not required. She even brags to the player that she can have all the sex she wants and not have to worry about pregnancy (which is hilarious because the VA for Lae'zel was pregnant while working on BG3). Lae'zel's initial view of sex is something a long the lines of "sex is for fun only, no feelings allowed!" To her, sex is a fight, a demonstration of strength and dominance. That in sex, one partner submits and loses autonomy, while the other takes control and is free to do whatever they please.

Anyway, I want to circle back to reproduction. The gith don't have a say in when to lay their eggs, or if they are allowed to. No, gith have to be chosen before they can lay an egg. The gith have no say on whether or not they have children, and they do not take any part in raising their children. Lae'zel says it would be an honor to be chosen to lay eggs, but it is one that she doesn't actually want for herself. But she has no say, if she is chosen to lay an egg, she has to. She is completely deprived of choice over her own reproduction. In which laying in egg is not for herself because she has the desire to have a family, but because the gith need more soldiers.

The gith only want to "best" soldiers. The strongest ones, the smartest ones, the ones with the best fortitude and conviction. Everyone else, they prefer to have die. This "Cull the Weak" attitude and controlled reproduction is eugenics. A deliberate and violent manipulation of a population of people under the premise that some are just "better" and thus more deserving of privileges, more deserving of rights, and more deserving of life. That the most perfect and ideal race people can be designed. It fosters an internal system of constant conflict in which they are competing with each other, and killing each other, just to have the privilege of survival. They take no issue with killing their own and expect the same to be done to them. They live in a culture where one cannot afford to fail, cannot afford to make mistakes, or they will be culled from the herd.

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[m00nchildwrites]

Team, Rafayel is more than just a silly, bratty baby girl.

I mean... are y'all even paying attention?

[gotyouanyway]

lots of debate to be had about what makes a god a god like definitionally, but the time lords performing a feat of science and mathematics so cosmic in scale that we tend to instinctively interpret it as an act of gods is one of my favourite pieces of lore