#Parasite-Core

[sadmages]

Oooh we’re sending cat pictures? Here’s my baby boy Möbius.

Möbius!!!!!!! I LOVE HIM (not biased because he looks like a kinder version of my cat)

[sayonaramidnight]

if you get this, answer with three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs! anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog <3

I was given a camera last Christmas, but it turns out I'm not good at taking photos ^^'

I used to dislike red colour, but got over it.

I love stargazing.

[tag-that-oc]

Sometimes a family is a weird elf and local sleep paralysis demon, a ‘pacifist’ witch with a gun, her fairy dragon familiar who is also her reincarnated aunt, a shapeshifting bear who is the team dad, and a necromancer who’s biggest accomplishment is being not as much of a bastard as he could have been.

ooh shapeshifter bear

[theocinfodumpblog]

I’m stuck in a tornado warning right now so I’m going to take the downtime to info dump about my horrible necromancer 😂

So he’s my pathfinder PC. He’s a necromancer Bone Oracle, although he doesn’t know what an oracle is. He has amnesia and doesn’t know where his powers come from. He just remembers he was in a cave on his way back to his homeland of Irrisen waiting out a winter storm, when he cut his hand on something set in the wall, heard a strange voice, and passed out. He woke up a year later in a grave surrounded by dead bandits in Taldor—a country on the opposite end of the continent from where he’d been before.

He was originally a pretty boy, a playboy, utterly selfish, only acting in his own self interest. When he woke up he found he’d lost his good looks—he looked sickly, his skin jaundiced. He also couldn’t be healed by healing magic, only negative energy as if he were undead, even though he didn’t detect as undead to any magical means.

So he had to rely on his silver tongue to get things done, and could only rely on himself to keep himself alive. He was still very much a selfish ass—and now he was suddenly a selfish ass with necromantic powers.

He travelled with a party of people—Nestian the shapeshifting bear, Aenland the elven archer, and Edeya the winter witch. They ended up entangled in saving Baba Yaga, who had gone missing, becoming her Black Riders after her previous Black Rider died in front of them. He discovered that the Black Rider somehow knew him, but for some reason couldn’t speak of it. The Black Rider made reference that he would be returning to the capital of Irrisen when they went there—it was a place that to his memory he’d never been, so clearly he’d gone there during his lost year.

The party, after walking through a winter portal into Irrisen, met a woman named Nadya whose daughter was kidnapped by the Winter Witches. Calio took offense to this because as a child he’d been kidnapped by a Winter Witch and used in some kind of ritual he doesn’t know the effects of, and he to this day doesn’t know how he survived the encounter. So he was eager to kill the ones behind the child kidnapping.

It turned out the ones behind it knew Calio—in fact, he’d been friends with one of them during his lost year. The other he suspects was a spurned lover.

Nazhena Vasillanova and Radosek Pavril. The party killed Radosek and saved Nadya’s daughter while Nazhena was out of town in the capital Whitethrone.

Then the party plus Nadya went to Whitethrone. On the way, Calio started worshipping the god of murder and secrets, Norgorber, with the promise he’d kill Nazhena in the god’s name.

In Whitethrone Calio met Greta, a winter wolf in human form and guard of the gate to Whitethrone. And this is where things started to change for Calio. Up until then Calio had thought only about himself, first, foremost, and exclusively.

Calio had volunteered to get the party into Whitethrone by disguising himself as a winter wolf in human guise (which rather than a regular human, they have pale skin, silver hair, pale blue eyes, and a specific scent) using a magical item they’d made on the way to town. Greta had taken an interest in him, believing he was a handsome and well travelled winter wolf, and agreed to let his group pass without the proper paperwork in exchange for a drink together at the local tavern. Calio immediately bit, having not had anyone show interest in him since he’d lost his memories and his looks. As they spent the day together, he found the two of them clicked immediately, in a way Calio never had with anyone before.

Later that evening, after meeting with a resistance group and agreeing to go to the opera to slip a debilitating poison into Nazhena’s drink there, he asked Greta to join him at the opera. They had a wonderful time (despite a close encounter with Nazhena, which is when Calio discovered that she’d known him in the past year), and afterwards they shared drinks at Greta’s favorite bar. There Greta told Calio that she was tired of life in this city, and she wanted the excitement that seemed to follow him (given all the illegal shit she’d seen him and his friends do in less than 24 hours). Calio hesitated—he hadn’t yet revealed to her that he wasn’t a winter wolf. He told her that he needed to talk to her about something tomorrow, and she could decide if she wanted to come with him after that.

He didn’t want to ruin the perfect night they’d had by telling her then.

So before going to slay a white dragon the next day, he did something far more terrifying than dragon slaying—he told Greta the truth. He laid his heart bear to her, telling her that he’d wanted to cling to the fantasy for as long as he could because no one had looked at him like she had since he’d lost his memories and his looks. She asked him to drop his disguise so she could see what he really looked like. So he did—never breaking eye contact, because he needed to see her reaction. She appraised him, expressionless, then said that she could hardly tell one Human apart from another but to her he seemed plenty handsome.

It was at that moment he fell in love with her.

Greta said, considering she’d be in a different form if she went with him, she’d be a hypocrite if she were upset with him for having another form. And he’d told her only a day after they’d started seeing each other. So it was fine. She still wanted to come with him—if he’d have her. Which of course he would.

From then on, he has been devoted to Greta. He risked his life and sanity in the Eon Pit getting magical gauntlets that would allow her to take human form anywhere she liked, rather than just in Whitethrone—which was normally the only place her kind could take a human guise. He’s sworn to himself not to lie to her or keep secrets from her—something that does not extend to anyone else. And after seeing how afraid she is of fire—the greatest weakness of winter wolves—he’s been trying to get ahold of a Ring of Fire Resistance to give to her.

His devotion to her has opened him up to being more thoughtful to others in the group as well. He considers Edeya his best friend, and is protective of her. He respects Nestian, and started wearing a distinct lapel to help him to recognize him despite his difficulty with faces. And while he had an extremely rocky start with Aenland, now that the elf finally apologized for being a bit of a prat initially, they’re getting along much better, and Calio watches the archer’s back in battle—and pays back any harm done to him in triplicate.

Calio has also gotten a dragonkin steed recently named Talsune. The two of them are linked mentally and emotionally—which was *extremely* weird for Calio at first. Hearing someone’s thoughts didn’t bother him, but feeling someone else’s emotions really felt weird to him and set him on edge initially. He’s a bit of a sociopath and thinks empathy is a made up thing people pretend to have, so *actually* feeling another being’s emotions is very jarring.

Despite getting better, he does have a bad influence in his life, too. He met the man who taught him necromancy—a nine-tailed kitsune named Kaisuke. Master Keisuke encourages all his worst traits. The others in the party don’t trust him, but unfortunately it turns out he also brought Calio back from the dead when Calio actually died in that cave back when he ‘passed out’ at the start of his memory loss, so Calio feels extremely indebted to him and trusts him implicitly.

Also since he’s a necromancer, can’t end an info dump without mentioning his undead. He has a skeleton troll named Reggie, a skeleton dragon named Leviathan (Levi for short), and a spirit bound to him named Nikolai.

First of all, i hope you are fine

Secound of all: wow - my reaction after reading

I loved it, amazingly

Also, as i am tired i gonna tag only the characters i remember, sorry:(

But srs hope you fine

[oc-culture]

My first OC was a half-demon half-shapeshifter, bastard child of demon royalty named Darkstorm. Her favorite form besides her basic black haired blue eyed human form was to become various dragons, originally a black and gold Shadow Dragon was her favorite but later she got the form of a huge spiky rust colored Abyssal Dragon she favored. She was personality-wise mostly a self insert, but the world I set her in grew into something very special to me that I still use and worldbuild in to this day.

What was your guy’s first OC?

[abbyfmc]

Yanderetober 9/10

Yandere Parasite! x Female! Reader:

The yandere parasite may have been artificially generated by someone who has yandere tendencies towards you.

The yandere parasite may have also existed naturally before, but may have been altered or evolved after human manipulation.

Whatever the case, the yandere parasite will enter your body and its initial symptoms may attack you in the form of fever, dizziness, etc.

I'd like to think that the Yandere Parasite's main symptom is visual, auditory, and sensory hallucinations. The Yandere Parasite KNOWS that only you (and other infected people) can see it, so it will use this to its advantage.

The yandere parasite would control you through its symptoms.

It would basically act in a similar way to a "brain-eating amoeba."

The Yandere parasite will consider you as your best victim, and will tell you constantly that you do not take medications because it will not endure to die and leave you without it.

The parasite yandere will seek to reproduce (like any other parasite), so it will spread for the rest of your body, leaving copies and copies of their parasitic cells as if it were your children.

And if you already have children, the Yandere parasite will make the infections and infect them also to have your family with you.

The Yandere parasite will make you remain always seeing or clarifying until your last day of life.

The Yandere parasite would be able to infect and mutterly mutter your loved ones as a punishment for rejecting or trying to get rid of it.

Will make you succumb to him/she/it. It is able to make you vomit any medication, or cause extreme pain when you want to go to a doctor.

The Yandere parasite will not stop telling you that he loves to own every centimeter of your body.

The Yandere parasite will never leave you alone. You will feel how your body spreads with every second that passes, and everything while auditory and visual hallucinations do not stop.

-The End.

[a-woman-of-questionable-morals]

some concept art about among us cause i played it last night

[prismaticpichu]

Angeal & Genesis, never actually planning on going into the training room that fateful day, tired and drained from a mission.

Only did they agree because Sephiroth had missed their company <3

It was the first and last time Sephiroth was ever the one to initiate a training session.

[slowdrippingnoise]

ocelot and otacon should be forced to directly interact more often (in fanworks)

put otacon in situations where he has to work against snake himself for much longer instead of switching sides at the first opportunity. give him to ocelot to really fuck with his guilt/sense of self, and what he should Do with all that. he's right there for the moulding *pleadingeyes* come on ocel its a free toey for you-

[startrekuniverse]

Good ole bonking Requested by @gutter-core

[gavas-mango]

Photo from Pinterest

[mothlingmeg]

[ parasite eve ]

[zer0point5ive]

doctor complimented my gag reflex today and i couldn’t not think about those freaks from the saw bathroom. at the endof the day it always comes down to those two freaks from the saw bathroom ..

[legionofpotatoes]

pretty fucking tragic to see dragon age genart on mine own dashboard, but them's the breaks going forward I guess

[ethernalium]

[beardedhandstoadshark]

If Smash Bros is a kid playing with toys, Melee is said kid getting older, and Brawl/Subspace Emissary is them growing up and struggling with the societal pressure to stop being into "childish things“ already vs going "fuck you cringe is dead“ to them, then where does that leave Sm4sh and Ultimate?

Especially Sm4sh, with the Master Core. That thing was weird, right? It came out of nowhere, created nightmare fuel, and dropped dead on the ground.

So I‘m proposing: it continues right where it left off. Tabuu is dead, and with it, The Cringe. The first kid, then teen, now adult is living their best life creating sickass crossovers of more games than ever before now that they‘ve got a Steam Account.

But anyone who‘s ever grown up ridiculed, be it for their hobbies or their interests or whatever, who’s spent their entire life up until then perfecting how to hide what they love from anyone else and no one to share, knows: The shame doesn‘t leave. Not completely.

It lingers, it festers, in the back of your mind and out of sight on most days, all the little jabs and familiar hurt every single act of love reminds you of piles up one by one, until one day in the middle of it all it finally cracks, and bursts out stronger than ever.

Or in other words; if you fight the hands on a high enough difficulty, it gets interrupted by the Master Core violently ripping out of Master Hand.

Aside from Master Hand specifically being the Creation half of the Hand Duo, putting emphasis on that, the Core’s forms are interesting. It starts off as a humanoid giant with no face but a glowing head, sweeping arms arms across the stage like someone shoving their things off a table, the head bursting open into a vacuuming void or slammed on the ground.

Defeat it, and it turns into a Beast. With sharp teeth and spikes in its back, claws like a T-Rex and scorpion tail, it looks like a chimera of animals a kid would find cool.

After that, too-many swords with spiky edges and even spikier decoration barely made out. Look me in the eyes and tell me you didn’t have an edgelord phase as a 13y old where you thought stuff like this was the sickest shit ever.

Then the next phase: You. Or rather, the character you picked to make it this far. If it’s your first time, most likely your favorite or Main too. It’s programmed to be bigger than the player and have all your custom moves and equipment, but as you defeat it, it shrinks down in size as the Black swarm slowly clears to show the colors underneath.

If you defeat it in the 3DS version, this is where it ends. In the WiiU version, you get another phase: Subspace Emissary Body Horror Edition. A maze that plays just like Brawls (Tabuu’s) Subspace, but in the form of a body whose guts you traverse, where you have to find and hit 4 hearts that audibly beat. It spits you back out after the first 2, but you go back in to finally finish the job,

And there it is. The Master Core. Cleared of the festering swarm, it’s just lying there. Still. Glowing a bit, a rainbow of the previous forms’ colors contained with black and white. Behind all the darkness, there is nothing that can really hurt you.

(Unless you wait for too long. Because if you wait for 45 seconds, it will fly back up and unleash Tabuu’s attacks on you.

Because if you don’t do anything against those thoughts and ignore them, the shame will just come back to strike you.)

So you go kick it, and it comes back. You strike it, it comes back. Next kick, it comes back again, another kick, strike, every time it comes back, but every time, it flies a bit farther, takes a bit longer, is easier to get rid off, until finally, for the last time, for real this time- GAME!

So that’s what the Master Core is, imo. The literal Core of all the negative thoughts that festered over the years of the kid, teen, adults’ shame of loving the things they do, ending in them finally coming to terms with their childhood experiences and moving past them once and for all.

(And Ultimate’s spirit mode is them getting into the Smash Bros fandom on the internet but if i ever explain that one it’s in a different post)