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innerchorus · 1 year ago

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Okay bonus Dark Temple details as promised.

it looks pretty dank but it might actually be quite warm down there? The passageway leading to it that is discovered in Book 12 has an 'unpleasant hot wind' blowing out of it, along with a rather foul smell (more on that later)

having entered the passageway later, Kishward and Zaravant are described as being 50 gaz (approximately 50 metres) below the surface, with the way continuing on and down

they start to see creatures like ghouls and four-eyed dogs

eventually they emerge into 'a space that could rival the great hall of the royal palace' and that's only part of it — the light of their torches is not even sufficient to illuminate it all

countless snakes and scorpions are carved on the walls

there is an altar made of black stone (very likely this is what we are seeing in Shinobu Tanno's illustration where the black steps lead up to the cauldron full of blood)

okay now we're getting to the bits that made me 👀👀👀

there are 'several fireplaces large and small' so that's why it's hot but what exactly are these and what are they used for? It feels like it's for more than just heating the place. The Japanese is 炉, which Jisho.org says is 1. hearth; fireplace or 2. furnace; kiln. Are they burning fires for magical rituals as they seem to in Arakawa's manga? (I always thought that was interesting that given Zoroastrianism's fire temples / holy fires etc, the only time we see anything remotely equivalent it's being used by Team Zahhak.) Are they... cooking something...? I don't want to think about what. Or are these kilns used for baking Zahhak's creatures into being? Honestly this made my mind reel, I know they make them out of mud/dirt (clay?) and there are evidently plenty of those creatures living down there. Alchemical furnaces came to mind, too.

...there are also candlesticks (not that interesting but I'll just note for now that an earlier reference to Team Zahhak candles mention they are 'made of hardened sulfur')

...and jars, earthenware pots and bowls (read that sentence and don't think of the head jars challenge: failed)

The stone platform / altar is stained with blood and there's a blade with what seems to be flesh and/or bone fragments stuck to it. The presence of chains and numerous human bones makes it clear there's been a lot of human sacrifice going on (personal headcanon on this, supported by Tanno's illustration, is that they need the blood for their rituals etc, and the flesh is eaten by the ghouls, four-eyed dogs and winged apes, leaving the skeletons picked clean)

It looks like the place is very old - Kishward and Zaravant speculate that in the 300 years since the defeat of Zahhak, his supporters may have been hiding here

Above the ceiling is a pool/lake (a reservoir, I think?) which floods the temple when the roof collapses, and as the water level rises it flows into the liquids in the jars and pots and mixes with it, giving off steam and a foul stench, which fades as it's diluted and mixed with the large volume of rising water

To give you an idea of just how many of Zahhak's creatures were down there, the Parsian forces killed around 300, but there are plenty more still there when some of Arslan's forces return there in Book 13 to try and clear it out

...between rotting blood and remnants of dead bodies, sulfur candles, whatever's in those pots and jars, and the general dankness of life underground, I really doubt Team Zahhak smell very good, lol. I feel like it might be mentioned somewhere that the winged apes smell bad but I'm not digging around for that reference. (It reminds me that I did read something on Encyclopedia Iranica that mentioned those who practice magic 'grow hideous of appearance, and foul of scent' due to its nature. I'm not here for that sort of 'mages are gross' headcanon but I can't lie to myself and pretend they smell good)

Anyway I hope Team Arslan discovers this place beneath Ecbatana in the manga too because I'm super curious to see it and I would be delighted if it still floods because it seems Team Zahhak really need to be rinsed off lmao

#arslan senki #the heroic legend of arslan #arslan senki spoilers #team zahhak #ArAkAwA sHoW mE tHe DaRk TeMpLe

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eldritch-kwami-au · 1 year ago

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Revamped eldritch plagg! Much happier with his newer design

Powers and abilities:

Like tikki (and every other kwami) he has his basic kwami powers but now with:

- super strength (mostly with his biting power)

- Can see scent lines (takes some focus to see them)

- Highly corrosive blood, saliva, etc

- Extremely agile and fast

- Can lose teeth and grow them back almost immediately

- Extremely clear night vision and hearing

- Big mouth with a long tongue with a grabber at the end

His personality mostly remains unchanged (still enjoys the misfortune of others, a teaser, lazy) except his teasing could easily be disguised as threats he is perfectly capable of going through with. He can be quite sadistic and malevolent when he wants to be and its what he comes off as when his holder, adrien, meets him for the first time. As he warms up to him, however, its clear hes just a kooky (if unhinged) guy with an abnormal love for cheese and a bizarre sense of humor that most would find distasteful. Among the kwamis he is the second most powerful, as such he is treated as a second in command but the kind that you can joke around and have fun with but still have to be weary of because of how powerful he is.

Relationships:

Tikki - same as in show, but hes a bit more obvious with his advances to her and enjoys teasing her. Like stated previously, theyre like ying and yang and depend on each other to keep themselves anchored, they have the deepest and longest relationship of any of the kwamis (and despite what tikki protests theyre practically in love with each other, worlds cutest couple coming through)

Wang fu - same as in show but hes a bit more of a teaser with him (which ends up getting him a few bonks on the head from wang fu)

Adrien - like marinette and tikkis relationship, adrien and plaggs started off rocky with adrien mostly being terrified of plagg and plagg not exactly knowing how to interact with adrien. However because of a lack of a proper guardian in his life adrien got used to plagg and saw him as a parental figure much quicker than marinette did with tikki.

Fun facts:

- has a “unique” pallet to say the least, eats horrible people and the worse the person the tastier they are to him. Since his hunger is practically never ending he can eat as many terrible people as he wants like candy. He also has an abnormal taste for rotting flesh, human or otherwise, which is why he enjoys stinky cheese like camembert and the smell of gross socks

- His voice is brian stokes Mitchell, aka the nowhere king from centaurworld

- Like tikki he is not used to being a parental figure but takes to it quicker than she does and fully embraces being a dad

- Stays hidden by becoming a shadow, is capable of interacting with objects by touching their shadows

- Mainly uses his grabby tongue for eating cheese but also uses it to be gross and mess with people

#Eldritch plagg #eldritch kwami au #miraculous plagg #miraculous ladybug au #miraculous ladybug #ML #plagg #digital art #my art #ref sheet

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adelaidedrubman · 2 years ago

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wip wednesday actually doing it and everything!

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wildfire chapter 18 is very slowly chugging along, and we are still in the henbane era. so warnings for disturbing hallucinations, violence, gore, death, general grossness, etc.

“‘Thing’ is the key fucking word there, Rook,” Jess scoffed, suddenly behind her. She hated the archer’s skill for sneaking up like that. “Those fucker’s brains have been fried way past human a long time ago.”

Jessie spared a glare to the bouquet clasped in their lap. “Brains or no, you were just doing what nature told you to,” she mumbled, speaking to the dead stranger rather than Jess as she pried their fingers from the stems. “Wandering towards these damn flowers and all.”

She tossed the mask and the bouquet up to the fire pit, hearing it crackle and burn to release a last smoky burst of perfume.

She lowered her gaze to the freshly exposed portion of the Angel’s face, trailing along the raw, bloody skin of chapped lips and peering past them to rows of yellowed, crooked teeth.

“Hey, uh… Dep? Is there — Is there a reason you’re staring at that thing?” Sharky’s voice registered unexpectedly — which was odd, he’d never had Jess’s knack for sneaking up on Jestiny. “’Cause lemme tell ya, if you — If you think it’s someone you used to recognize, just… Better not to go down that road, man, y’know? I think it’s better for your like — self-care or whatever to just… Burn ’em to a crisp and not think too hard about…”

The dead weight of their jaw had fallen far enough she could see the cavities that had rotted into their bottom molars — save for one on the left that had fallen out entirely, leaving only fleshy mounds of gum screaming an angry cherry bright enough to blend into the blood pooling into the sockets from the severity of the inflammation. And she swore their jaw remained as still and slackened as ever as they finally spoke, a bright, melodic bell of a voice that now rang inside her as tangible and familiar as her own pulse.

“You’ll join us,” the words poured from their mouth even as it hung open, the only hint of movement the blood bubbling up from their throat with the steady vibration of their speech. “You can finally be at peace, here, in the bliss.”

Their maw seemed to widen further yet, stench wafting out from it, a gaping void of sickness and decay she couldn’t look away from. And then words and blood congealed, crimson settling in the grooves of crooked and rotting teeth as airy sing-song hardened into guttural scream, piercing her ears — piercing her flesh, pain spiking along her forearm as incisors sank into it.

“Fuck!” She grew suddenly aware with the sharp sting drilling deeper into muscle that the Angel had lunged forward to clamp down hard on her arm, their deep growl now humming through her flesh as they locked into place.

Jestiny attempted to jerk the arm away — only succeeding in slicing open more skin as teeth dragged, pain zipping along their path.

She swung the arm forward, sending the back of their skull crashing against the brick of the fire pit — hoping briefly the impact would knock them unconscious. But clouded white stayed opened wide, cotton-dry and failing to even glisten with tears, a sea foam abyss she couldn’t escape, couldn’t shutter off.

She thrust her free hand to their shoulder, pulled them forward — then shoved back again, a fresh ripple of pain sparking where teeth dug into skin as she slammed them against the stone.

“Hold fucking still!” The twang of a bowstring drawing. “Can’t get a clear fucking shot with —”

The crack of bone against rock. Her hand lifted to their forehead, a duller thud of pain smacking against its heel as she slammed them back again. And again. And again. And again.

A sharper pain, as the hand cracked through splintered skull — then soft again, landing against a cushion of brain, blood trickling down her arm.

Warm. Soothing.

She kept her palm shoved in the cavern of cracked open skull as she jerked the arm from their jaws, dislodging easily this time.

She scrambled back, rushing to stand — Dead? she wondered. Were they really dead? Even with flecks of brain ground into the heel of her hand, spilling from the jagged, jutting slopes of bone: were they? Could they be?

“Coulda just stayed still and let me shoot the fucker,” Jess grumbled beside her. “Woulda made a lot less of a mess.”

“Well, fuck, Jess!” she snapped, flailing an arm to wave her away — too close, everyone was too close. “A little fuckin’ easier said than done with them fucking playing Hungry Hungry Hippo with my goddamn arm!”

#who says she’s not an empath.#wip

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madame-mortician · 1 year ago

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Analysis of each Necronomicon

I think an interesting thing in Evil Dead is how each Necronomicon appears to have its own unique deadites. Obviously, the deadites are different visually since the ones in the original trilogy are more cartoonishly grotesque whilst the ones from later films are more realistic, but there are some other key differences so I will go through each book and their deadites.

Necronomicon Ex-Mortis/Volume One (Original Trilogy):

The original trilogy's Necronomicon's rules were very lenient I guess you could say. In The Evil Dead, the deadites have white, pupilless eyes and rotting flesh. They're cartoonishly evil and seem to enjoy playing with their prey more than they enjoy finishing them off. They are more mischievous and enjoy tricking people and playing with their emotions, and multiple times they wait to fully possess their victim until the perfect moment to scare everybody else. These deadites seem rather weak, especially compared to later ones as shooting or hacking them up manages to kill them usually. They are rather masochistic and enjoy hurting themselves and their human bodies just to gross out the people still currently alive and they do share memories with the original person, leading to more mindfuckery as the deadites torment Ash with the knowledge that they are possessing one of his loved ones. These deadites also can appear normal but only do it to fuck with Ash, implying they can't hold that form for long as it's an illusion. These deadites can be exorcised by sunlight and by somebody with a really strong will, however, it's likely vampire rules where they have to be outside during daylight. They can also be defeated by throwing the book onto flames, which burns the possessed bodies but this is likely affected by range since after Ash does this, Cheryl and Scotty are killed but Linda reanimates perfectly fine, implying she wasn't burnt at all. These deadites can also seemingly make evil versions of people, but the catch is these evil clones are stuck in a mirror unless they get freed. Ash meets his evil clone twice, the first time when he reaches out of the mirror to strangle himself and the second when he accidentally smashes the mirror and frees evil Mini-Ashes. Army of Darkness is more lenient on the rules, as the deadites don't seem to be the result of the Necronomicon specifically, but they never explain where they came from, but they fit more with this book than the others. If it is this book, it means deadites don't have to possess people and can possess skeletons and other various creatures. This book is specifically tied to the Kandarian Demon, responsible for the creatures in Army of Darkness and the invisible force that chases people around in the first two films. This creature is awoken by this specific book and appears tree-like though he is invisible for the majority of the films. An interesting detail about him is that human heads are sticking out of his body, being the faces of his recent victims (Jake, Bobby Joe, Ed, etc.) however one of the heads appears to be Ash Williams himself, despite Ash still being alive. This is apparently because the demon thought he would kill Ash and prematurely added his head to the collection. This Necronomicon is in the hands of Ash Williams, who protects it to make sure deadites don't become an issue again (although unsuccessfully) and it seems Ash doesn't know about the other Necronomicons, assuming they were decoy books in Army of Darkness.

Naturom Demonto/Volume Two (Evil Dead):

This book is the second volume and one of the three books that appear in Army of Darkness. This one looks similar but unique from the original book, as it's still bound in human flesh but does not have a face, instead, it is different flesh stitched together. This book also appears less "alive" than the others, as it doesn't move by itself until the very end. It's clearly still sentient just not... as animated as the original. This book's rules are completely different to the original, as reading from it summons deadites still, but the goal isn't just to possess people it's to possess 5 people to bring about the rise of the Abomination. These deadites are easier to kill due to there being clearly set rules they follow, these being that live burial, bodily dismemberment and/or immolation will get rid of the possessed spirit, but it usually also kills the actual person too. These deadites have glowing yellow eyes and grey rotting skin, and because they still look mostly humanoid they're mistaken for regular humans a lot of the time. They are extremely masochistic and love hurting themselves, likely because it's canon that the actual human is still conscious but unable to control themselves, so the deadites are hurting themselves to hurt the human. Unlike the original deadites, these ones don't play around and if they can they will possess you. Because these deadites aren't really here to take over the world and are basically human sacrifices to bring about the Abomination, they don't seem too keen on trying to escape, especially since there are already 5 souls here to take. An interesting thing is that when people are unpossessed (and alive) it seems they actually are healed, likely because the possessed body was the one being injured not the real one. An example is Mia gets her skin burned off and cuts her tongue in half, but looks fine when she is revived. The Abomination that this book seeks to summon actually appears rather weak. It's presumed that the Abomination grows stronger with each soul it consumes, and has only taken 4 by this time since Mia was saved. It's also likely it didn't expect Mia to be revived so was unprepared to go into battle immediately after being summoned.

Naturom Demonto/Volume Three (Evil Dead Rise):

These deadites seem to mix the original and the new ones. They are less exaggerated and more realistic looking, like the modern deadites but act more like the originals. This book mixes both old and new too, since reading from the book does lead to people getting possessed but it almost follows stages unlike prior volumes. First is simply possession, then it's black goop coming out of someone's orifices and then it's the Marauder, which is all the current deadites merging into a gross spider-thing. It seems unlikely that the Marauder is similar to the Abomination in that it was planning to take over the world or anything, just seemed like a masochistic thing they wanted to do. These deadites are the hardest to kill, burning, dismemberment, stabbing, and hacking, nothing seems to work on them. Of course they are defeated once Beth throws them into the shredder and their bodies are literally gone so they have nothing too possess. Despite this victory, it simply frees the actual deadite inside, so though they defeated the Marauder, the deadite simply claimed a new victim. Keeping to the theme of mixing old and new, these deadites don't have a set eye colour. The originals had fully-white eyes, and the 2013 ones had glowing yellow ones. These deadites can have silver, white or yellow eyes which is interesting. Again, like the other deadites they are extremely masochistic and are fine with eating glass, being set alight and literally ripping off flesh just to crawl inside. This book is unique once again, looking similar to the second volume with the flesh and lack of face, however, this one appears more veiny and has not stitching. This one also has teeth and requires blood to be opened. In Army of Darkness, this was the book that tried to bite Ash. It can be assumed that the reason the books look so different is because they evolved from being out and about, whilst Ash's book was stuck in a Castle for centuries and couldn't evolve. It would explain the difference in appearance. This is the only other book Ash is actually aware of, since he was the man in the past who saw the book and said "It's called the Book of the Dead for a reason." Again, like the other Naturom Demento, this one seems less alive however it does appear to be almost like a step-by-step guide, automatically turning the pages for you and all. Interestingly, despite being more modern, these deadites are almost exactly like the OG deadites over the modern ones. They look visually similar to the modern deadites, but they are more playful and like messing around more than just going straight for the kill.

#horror #slasher #evil dead #fun facts

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shrodingersbox · 2 years ago

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hiiiiiii there hi i'm so sorry for the disturbance, but i'm in the process of putting together a personal reference document on early ( to be precise, late pleistocene in europe ) humans, and their way of life, starting from the smallest domestic things to necessities for surviving their native climate - including the way they would prepare and utilize animal parts for clothing, bedding, shelter etc.

i need to disclaim that it's not some serious thing! it's not for academia or anything else, i am just-- god this is shameful --- putting together a tabletop campaign with a hilarious amount of research for an ice age setting that also incorporates magic and dinosaurs 😭

so, the specific reason i'm here ( and in a couple other inboxes, you might see me ) is because i am looking for resources on how one could prepare animal parts - skin, hair, bone, antlers - without relying on any modern tools, chemicals, etc.. and how such prepared products would differ from those you'd see today.

fun things i've been told so far, but which might not be accurate, is that large anthills could be used to clean bones over the span of a month or so ( paired with cooking the bones, but i'm not sure if that'd be before or after? ) and that the process of tanning in some cultures includes smearing the hide with a mixture of animal brain, liver and salt. if you live by the sea, very resourceful!

unfortunately i have basically zero practical experience with 'natural' tanning methods because i'll be honest, they're super hit and miss and most people these days who try them either quit or go to a synth tan because it's actually reliable.

that being said, the options you have are, generally: brain, egg, and leaf tanning (from what i understand.) the hides still need to be scraped out, usually on a rack with a knife or ulu-like tool to remove flesh, fat, and to thin the skin, and then painted with the fat or soaked in the tannins. then the hides will need to be broken as it dries and smoked - the smoke is actually one of the most important parts as this is what actually finalises the tanning process. it's difficult to keep the fire at a good temp for smoking and not burning and it takes several hours to do. if you don't smoke the hide it won't be waterproof and thus not useful for garments or furniture :)

i am assuming, at least, that these hides won't be as soft as a modern tan, but will be usable as evidenced by, uh, well, our ancestors using them for millennia haha.

what i do have more experience with "natural" methods is bone cleaning! i have tried the anthill method and personally it was better for cleaning off skulls that already are mostly clean, but it still wasn't that great imo. dermestids, as you've probably heard, are the best for the job but in the wild they aren't as reliably available and prefer dried-out/jerkeyed meat. so great in the desert, not so much if you're in the fantasy equivalent of the american pacific northwest :')

i use flies - just normal ass flies, since maggots like wet/rotting meat - and a combo of that + maceration (soaking the skulls in water so bacteria help eat the flesh) can get a skull clean in about a week if the weather is warm. this is, of course, the stinky way to do it, and there's usually some gross cleanup afterwards in the form of picking your bones/teeth out of the meat and hair soup, but the maceration water helps to degrease the skull as it rots. if you cook a skull it can damage the bone and make it brittle, as well as cook grease into the bone and make it really gross, stinky, and it will leach grease for eternity. if your characters have watertight containers that flies have access to and don't mind smelling rotting meat for a week, that's the way i would go.

hopefully that helped! and don't be ashamed of writing for ttrpgs, i spend every other saturday of my life playing dnd (now to be pathfinder as soon as the dm gets the system figured out) and yes, i have played a guy obsessed with bones (rip kip carrol you were my favourite). of course, he could magically clean bones, but y'know.

#long post /#questions

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stvrsold-arc · 10 months ago

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yes. here's some undead charlie headcanons.

charlie dies by aspirating on her own vom. yes, super grody, but what's a BETTER way to go as a superstar. it's so gross and unglamorous. the crime scene photos are leaked on internet, so those are the last pics of her ever taken. it's not a pretty legacy.

charlie comes back by some unknown force, i think could be case-by-case / plot-by-plot. but i'm marinating on this. i think it'd be funny if she was brought back wrong after a huge ritual done by fans or something.

nova is dead to the universe as we know it. no one knows she's alive except the people closest to her. she holes up in her malibu home. plenty of hyperzoomed paparazzi/creepshots have circulated where there's a barely visible silhouette of charlotte in her home. lots of conspiracies exist because of this. like she's on an island with elvis and tupac or something.

charlotte is super zombie-esque. she rots over time and has a dead smell about her. flied, maggots, etc. she's not a pretty sight. but she also has some other interesting qualities per my own discretion : gross, overgrown talons/claws for ripping flesh, blackened sclera + red irises that deepen when she enters starved rages, hyper awareness but most importantly superhuman scent of smell, and heightened strength for more epic takedowns.

she tries to cover up her rotting flesh with makeup and has even sought out ways to reverse this, starting with creams and skin treatments. some of them work, most don't. but she seems to be getting a hang of the routine.

charlie tends to lose hair in large clumps, and clumps of orange and blond hair can be found in her wake. her hair does grow back after heavy feeding.

charlie HATES killing people or animals to feed. she tries to pick off carrion like a buzzard : roadkill, dead vermin in alleys, washed up animals on the beach, scraps from butcher shops including blood and extra bits ... she'll do anything before she enters a bloodrage and kills whatever is in sight in order to satiate her hunger.

there's been a few unfortunate sightings of nova slinking around hollywood, though charlie is usually in disguise. but it's not a good look when she leaves behind a clump of hair or a shed talon at her crimescenes.

#this one is a little grody so proceed w caution #but i think it's silly #VERSE 002 ✧ SUPERDEAD SUPERSTAR.

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rezdragon · 11 months ago

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me bones be soakin' (under the cut so people don't have to look at gross missing teeth jaw bones if you don't want to and I also describe the gross cleaning process)

Upon further inspection (counting the teeth, lining up the scent holes, etc) I think this is a coyote jaw. I finally got around to cleaning this thing tonight. It was clearly sitting there for a long time because the whole thing seemed to be filled with mud (or at least I hope it was mud and not rotted flesh/blood). As you can see, it's bleached white and fairly cracked from sitting out in the sun for so long. Shockingly, it still had bits of tissue in the teeth holes which was unexpected and very disgusting. Given what I know about dead animal remains, I'm gonna guess that the teeth that are still in the jaw are also being held in with tissue remains, although the back molar is now loose.

It's currently sitting in anti-bacterial dish soap mixed with water. Mostly as a minor disinfectant and degreaser for any fat that might still be remaining in the bone. I'm gonna leave it in this solution all night.

And then I'm going to be moving this elsewhere to sit in a regular water solution for several weeks to get rid of any and all remaining soft tissue. This probably won't be cleaned by peroxide until Spring.

After that, I'm hoping to use this in an art piece somehow, or file it away for a later day when I eventually get more bones and use it then. Also now that I've looked up how to clean and prepare animal bones, I've realized that my full coyote skull hasn't been degreased properly, so once spring time comes around, I think I'm going to degrease it myself. It's slightly oily when I handle it, which is not a good thing.

#dead animals

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hugepolecat3298 · 2 years ago

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prefacing this by saying i know there are some sane ones that do it just as a personal choice and dont put down others etc etc etc but the way online vegans talk about animal products is genuinely so concerning. ive seen them call normal ass meat ‘rotting/decomposing flesh’ and milk ‘mucusy secretions’ and the obvious intention is trying to gross normal people out of consuming them but like ??? What ??? i liked milk before, i knew what it was and where it came from before, why would you describing a secretion as a secretion (where the hell did they ever get ‘mucusy’ from anyway have they ever even drank it) somehow deter me from drinking it or consuming other products that use it

#originals #also this is less like universally obvious slash relatable slash whatever but im being serious when i say cutting milk out could harm me #i am very critically underweight i have a lot of issues with eating (not in an ed way like physically) milk is like The Only fatty thing #that i can consume good amts of in one sitting if i suddenly stopped drinking it i would lose even more weight #and then there are the more normal examples of like. people who are just allergic to a lot of common vegan substitutes #or people who have iron deficiency issues and need red meat to help with that #or people who have fucking brains and realise that an animals life will never be worth as much as the human beings who have to harvest #all this shit just for white american vegans to buy at absurdly marked up prices in the supermarket while theyre paid next to nothing #'they' being the brown farmers in the global south i dont fucking care how much online vegans are paid theyre all privileged #or literally just people who like how meat tastes tbh food makes people happy id much rather have someone eat meat and be happy than #eat 'sustainable' 'humane' vegan subs and not gain any pleasure from it #also this is coming from someone who also does not personally like eating actual meat in case someone is about to scream at me

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ipatrichor · 3 years ago

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c!wilbur? for teh ask game. if he's already been done than c!tubbo?

c!wilbur it is ^^

favorite thing about them

the mental illness /j no but actually my favorite thing is how much he cares. like... he has this incredibly warped perception of himself, but he cares soso much about everyone else that he tears himself apart for them and convinces himself it’s what they want/what he deserves :’ he’s given up everything for his friends time and again, and even when he self-destructed a large part of it was because he thought it was what was best for them i’m going to scream

least favorite thing about them

ok this is gonna sound weird but i don’t have very many disliked things abt him so,, i guess the nsfw jokes? idk, i’m ace and closer to sex-repulsed on the spectrum so rlly it’s just a personal thing that makes me a little uncomfortable sometimes jkgbfh :’ like just saying ‘kinky’ or w/e i literally don’t care abt, i’ve made those jokes, but when it gets to like borderline roleplaying something sexual i get uncomfortable :’’

favorite line

i’m not gonna be able to explain this one very well but the one that hasn’t left my head is something along the lines of “i know what i’m like. that’s the problem” because. fuck, dude. yeah. if i said i don’t feel that on a personal level, i’d be a fuckin liar :’’

brOTP

crimeboys. there are a lot of duos w wilbur i greatly enjoy (tubbo, niki, techno, fundy, phil, etc), but nothing will ever hold a candle in my heart to crimeboys

OTP

none really. idk why, like if it’s because of how much i relate to/project on him or something, but i just don’t see him in a romantic relationship :’ like i’ll write him post-sally, sure, but not really in a relationship

nOTP

any of the minors, full stop. i’ve Seen Things when i don’t filter ao3 tags carefully enough, and i hope to never see anything of the sort again. other than the obvious, i guess... any? like sally is canon and i don’t rlly mind that bc it’s a past relationship, but again i don’t really like shipping c!wilbur and idk why :’ it’s just not my thing lmao

random headcanon

i think he stims a lot. like, he probably masked a fair amount the first time he was alive, but even so he never really sat Still until sometime during potopia. he’d always be like. flicking his wrists, or holding his arms a certain way, or messing with his hair. during pogtopia i think it was a combination of masking bc he was desperate to be ‘taken seriously’ and him not having the energy to stim very much anymore (it’s canon he didn’t eat much and malnutrition is a bitch). so, i think it varied wildly between bursts of stimming and complete stillness, much like his mental state varied between high and low energy. and then after revival, i think he stops caring about masking so much and just goes fuckin wild (as he should)

unpopular opinion

idk how unpopular it is,, but i really hate the zombie wilbur stuff people have been doing since his revival. like, it rarely comes with a body horror tag, and even on stuff done by sympathizers there are still these massive stitches and patches of rotting flesh and it’s just so uncomfortable both to look at and because it’s only ever wilbur. like, tommy was revived too, but people don’t draw him as a Stinky Gross Rotting Zombie Man- no, it’s just wilbur. like, the implications are just. not good once you actually think about them, and it seems to have become part of the most popular/widely accepted fanon design which means i can’t avoid it bc people don’t even tag it or anything. idk it just feels like yet another unintentional dig at mental illness, and i’m just genuinely so tired

song i associate with them

there are. so many. i’m just gonna go thru my c!wilbur playlist and pull out a couple that rlly resonate ok :’’ a terrible ride from lizard boy, villains pt 1 by emma blackery, the village by wrabel, dancing after death by matt maeson, it’s called: freefall by rainbow kitten surprise, burned out by dodie, and liar by the arcadian wild ^^

favorite picture of them

i was abt to say i don’t have one but ykw i actually do- it’s this art piece my friend wil @gremling4mer drew for a fanfic i wrote. i still have it as my lockscreen, and the sheer cozy vibes + it being a gift from a friend have it ranked firmly as my favorite picture of c!wilbur ever :}

#asks #ask game #themagpieszenith #mutuals

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Tomura Shigaraki x AllMight!Daughter!Reader

Chapter 6

Premise:

When The League of Villians discovers that AllMight has a daughter, they are quick to snatch you up and hold you hostage. Shigaraki had a careful and thought out plan, but that was before you got there. Now you're in the mood for some not-so-healthy rebellion.

Word Count: 1,988

Trigger Warnings: None really, homelessness?

A/N: Shit! This chapters later than I wanted it to be! Since I've been back to work my schedule has been all fucky. Usually I try to post every friday but...lol. Anyways, If you like my work, don't be afraid to interact! I love hearing from you guys! Also check out my Wattpad for my original works, and my Patreon if you wanna support me further!

Enjoy!

Chapter 5 Chapter 7

Toshinori watched from the doorway of what he once called home. He watched men in police uniforms, suits and ties, and underground heroes, rush through the apartment. Now living exclusively on campus, the apartment felt like a grim reminder of your absence. Your mother and Xavier poured over pages upon pages of eyewitnesses and anything else that could give them a clue.

Unlike the last time the heroes found and raided The League, there were no signs of known members. Meaning they were either being more careful, or they were no longer in Musutafu. He shuffled into the room, sitting down on the couch and looking outside to large windows onto the city below. Suddenly, the phone rang.

Everyone froze. Heads swiftly turned. Was this news of your disappearance? Had you been found? Detective Tsukauchi was the first to move. Slowly picking the receiver, and placing it to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Hello, yes, who is this?" A scratchy voice asked.

"I am Detective Tsukauchi. Who am I speaking with?" His voice was firm and demanding. A dark chuckle came from the other end, sending a chill down the poor mansion spine.

"I think you know who I am, detective." Another laugh rattled from Shigaraki's chest. You watched him from the other line. Everyone sitting patiently around him as they watched him on the phone. You sat beside him, hands placed on either side of you on the couch. Anxiously waiting for your turn.

"Can I-"

"Shh." He hushed you gently, putting a finger to his lips before they broke into a wide smile.

"You see I just called because someone here has a little message for you. It's family business you see, would All Might be available to talk?" He pulled the phone away before letting loose another laugh. The room jumped and coiled in uncontrollable laughter. Like a group of kids making a prank phone call.

"Shigaraki...I swear if you lay a finger on her I'll-"

"Hold on one sec, she's right here. Y/N?" He pulled his attention away from the phone and smiled at you as he handed it over. You took it and gently pressed it to your ear.

"....Dad?"

"Y/N! Are you alright? Have they hurt you?"

"No...No I'm fine actually." Shigaraki watched you with a clever smile stretched across his face. He leaned back against the couch, resting his head in his hand. Clearly very proud of himself and the torment he caused.

"Where are you?"

"I don't know actually. It's like a repurposed office building I think. I don't know where it is, all the windows are boarded up. They brought me by car."

"By car?”

"Yeah, I don't really know what they're up to. I mean, I do, I just... I don't know they do things weird." Shigaraki's smile slowly started to fade as you critiqued. When you looked up and saw his expression, you felt compelled to respond. "What? You do." You told him. He shrugged you off.

"You sound...alright." Your father said, confused and concerned.

"I guess I am relatively okay. They feed me and clothe me and no ones been really that bad to me yet so...I'm okay I guess."

"She's lying!" You heard a voice chirp from the other line. Your stomach turned. Xavier was there?

"Y/N! Y/N tell us where you are!" Your mother demanded as she wrenched the phone away from your father. Her voice was jarring and rough. You tensed up.

"I...I don't know where I am. I told him it’s like an old office building I-"

"Can you tell us anything else? What do you remember from the car ride?" She was frantic now.

"Nothing. I had a bag over my head the whole time. This place has some electricity and some running water but it’s not to the whole building? It's old... it's been years since anyone has been here-"

"Anything else!?" She cried. You paused.

"No...I...I'm fine otherwise." Shigaraki made a 'speed it up' motion with his hand. "I...I have a message for Detective Tsukauchi, could you put him back on?"

"Let me talk to her!" Xavier begged.

"I don't have much time, please, Detective-"

"Y/N! Baby!" You cringed at the sound of your boyfriend’s panicked voice.

"Hey, babe. I'm fine." You tried to brush him off.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"I'm alright, I guess. A little tired. Scared." You had to remember the last part.

"I can't imagine what you're going through without your meds."

"Oh. Yeah. My meds. I'm losing my mind." You said in a flat, sarcastic tone. It made the others snicker.

"Just remember your breathing exercises we did, okay? Do them with me now, okay? You ready?"

"Yeah-uh-"

"One, two, three, in.........out. Okay? One, two, three IN! . . . . . . . . OUT! One, two, three, in . . . . . . OUT! Okay? Do them with me. Remember to align your chakras!" He went on like this for a solid minute. Unable to contain yourself, you covered your mouth with your hand and held the speaker out so the whole room could laugh at him. Even Shigaraki, who turned away to laugh joined in on the fun. "Y/N?"

"Yeah?" You smiled through.

"We're coming to get you, alright? Just hang tight a little longer."

"Uhuh."

"Don't worry, okay?"

"Okay."

"I love you, sugar muffin."

"Right. So Detective Tsukauchi."

"Okay, yes, here he is...I love you!"

"Love you too." You chuckled, your hand playing with the flesh between your brow as you laughed at him.

"Y/N." Finally.

"I just, have a message from the villains." You told him with an awkward smile.

"Go ahead." You looked up at your captor.

"They say if All Might doesn't come forward soon, they won't be giving me back." You watched his smile widen. "They want the world to know the Heroes' failures. It's either me or the truth. Your choice." And with that, you hung up the phone. The room fell into a satisfied and relaxed state. A sense of victory went around the room as smiles and giggles greeted you.

"Who the hell was that last guy!?" Toga shouted as she laughed.

"Oh, that was Xavier, my boyfriend."

"Ooh! Boyfriend! How Sweet!-Gross!" Twice added.

"You've never mentioned a partner before, Y/N." Mr. Compresss added. You shrugged.

"I guess I forgot. Being kidnapped and all."

"You've been pretty forgetful latley haven't you? First your meds, now this. Anything else you care to share with us?" Dabi questioned.

"Not that I can think of. I guess sometimes I forget I should be scared nowadays." You paused before turning to look back at Shigaraki who wore a satisfied grin as his eyes wandered around the floor. Clearly dissociating. “Shigaraki?”

"Hm?"

"...what happens to me, if they don't comply?"

"They will."

"Are you going to kill me?" He rolled his eyes.

"No. I'm not going to kill you. Especially now with that quirk of yours."

"But-"

"Are you really questioning why I'm not going to kill you?" He took the phone in his hand and dusted the object. He stood and started walking out to another room.

"I just...aren’t I a pain in the ass to keep around?" You asked the room. A few answered with a nod, others stayed silent.

"Come on. I wanna show you something." You stood and followed him down the hallway. You followed him through the building, through the parts that were inhabitable and rotting. He took you up a few flights, up to the very top just before the roof. There was a large room filled with old desks, chairs, computers, etc. He stopped in front of a large window that overlooked the city. "Come here." You stood beside him and looked out the window at the people walking around. You saw an old alleyway that housed a few homeless people as they went about their day. A few passers-by ignoring them and rushing past. "What do you see?"

"A group of homeless people. Why?"

"And what about him?" You watched as a man, well dressed and well-kept walked down the street. He starred at a man who begged him for money, then laughed in his face before walking away.

"Some asshole." You noted. He smiled.

"The world is littered with them. And it’s the heroes that encourage it, they demand it. They created a world where we steal and rob and ignore each other assuming someone else will take care of it. Heroes created a society that requires you to assimilate, to obey. If not, you're thrown away like trash." He grumbled as he watched the homeless man.

"Is that...what happened to you?" You asked. He didn't answer. "What about her?" You watched as a woman passing through stopped to give the homeless man some change.

"What? You think she deserves a pat on the back for the bare minimum?" He snarled.

"Huh?"

"What good does that one act do, huh!? He'll have a meal and live to see another miserable day. She solved a minor problem, she's not doing any real good. And she doesn't deserve anything for it."

"But-"

"It doesn't matter unless you do something to change the bigger picture. She can give all the change she wants, take him in for all I care. But she only helps one person! She won't do any real good unless she demands change for them! Unless she actively works to make sure people like him don't end up like that!" You took a few steps back as he yelled.

"Alright! You don't have to yell at me!" You barked, the tension in the room coming to a climax when your quirk pulled a few chairs and tables closer to you. Making a horrible screeching sound as it did. "I understand." You finally spoke when the two of you had calmed down.

"If All Might doesn't come forward and tell the truth, you'll be working with us."

"What? Why? My quirk is dangerous and volatile. I have no control, I'd be practically useless."

"That's why your training starts today."

"Training?"

"What? You wanna be a slave to your quirk forever? Because if you wanna go back on your meds, you can. But I doubt you want to keep living in fear of yourself." You thought for a second before answering.

"I...I don't know..." He slowly started to approach you.

"You don't have to be afraid anymore. I can help you."

"How? You hardly have control of your own emotions as it is. You think you could help teach me to control mine?" You chuckled.

"If my research is right, this isn't about control, it’s about distribution."

"Distribution..."

"If you could learn to express your emotions properly. Let yourself be free from the fear of your own quirk, you could learn to repurpose that energy, and gain anatomy."

"Those disgusting bastards!" Xavier growled under his breath as his nails dug into the sleeve of his button-up. He rattled with rage in the corner as others worked. Your mother paced back and forth, spewing theory after theory.

"She sounded...fine..." Toshinori said in disbelief.

"Clearly she's traumatized beyond repair!" Your mother declared.

"Everyone." Another detective called. The room fell silent. "I think you should hear this." Pressing play, the sound of your recorded voice played out.

"In......OUT! One, two, three, IN.........out." From the other line, the sound of soft snickering and laughter could be heard. Your laughs being the loudest.

"Is she, laughing?" Your father asked.

"She's laughing...with them," Xavier observed.

"What!? Laughing? A reflex! She's disturbed! She's hysterical!" Your mother shouted.

"They're turning her," Xavier said softly. "They're corrupting her...without her meds she's left defenseless and scared. They're taking advantage of her good nature!"

"We got it." Detective Tsukauchi declared.

"Got what?"

"Well, it was difficult considering it was a prepaid wireless phone but...We've got her location."

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