#cosmic cannibal

[cosmiccannibalcamille]

An Era-Defining Pluto Cazimi

This Week's Astrology, Jan. 20 - 25, 2026

Happy MLK Day! Since last week’s Cancer full moon, Aquarius season has begun. TikTok was banned in the U.S. for about 10 hours before it was resuscitated. (Not that I freaked out or anything.) Oh, and I don’t know if you’ve heard the other news (ie: read your Aquarius Season Horoscopes), but there’s also a sinister era-defining, once-every-248-year Pluto Cazimi in Aquarius. And that’s just on Tuesday. The rest of this week’s astrology sees swaths of activity swirling around plans, commitments and follow-throughs. You may also expect to see some surprise actions, changes in direction, unexpected connections, and a brief but nonetheless potent moment for heightened emotional connection, sensitivity, and care.

But I’m sure you’re more curious about the Pluto cazimi—I know I am. A cazimi puts a planet “in the heart” of the Sun, which basically means two things: 1) that planet gets a reboot, like a new season of a sitcom—it’s the same characters, same location, but different plot twists are about to unfold; and 2) the Sun shines a light on the story that planet is already telling. With the Sun conjunct Pluto (Pluto cazimi), the Sun is bringing to the surface all of Pluto’s hidden power, wealth, and influence, illuminating the pre-existing Pluto in Aquarius storyline of supremacy (read: corruption, collapse, and regeneration) through technology.

How I see this Pluto Cazimi most obviously taking shape right now is: the mob of billionaire tech bros (Musk, Zuck, Bezos, and all the Crypto enthusiasts) saddled up to Trump. These guys aren’t just attending the U.S. Inauguration on Jan. 20, they have courtside seats, and they are the same techno-crypto fat cats who either lined Trump’s pockets to helped him get elected (looking at you, Musk), or simply “donated” millions to Trump’s Inauguration Ball. Either way, they used some of their massive wealth and influence (Pluto) to fund a powerful leader (the Sun).

The billionaire tech giants literally own social media; they own the platforms through which swaths of people receive their news and/or spend the majority of their time doomscrolling. So, the Pluto Cazimi is shining a light on that. It’s very plainly saying to the people, to the collective (which is what Aquarius rules): these few, wealthy bros who are already in power, want more power. Over tech. Over government. And probably over you. Remember: Pluto is power. It is influence, massive wealth and hidden riches; and it can describe both the people who wield such things and the destructive force therein. Because Pluto is destructive. It’s also regenerative, typifying the whole death-and-rebirth cliche.

Pluto transits can take us to a dark place, decimating and demolishing to eventually rebuild. They also encourage us to compost the dark, decayed, mucky feelings that are getting in the way of growth and transformation. So, on a personal level—as in, for you as a person who is part of the collective—this Pluto cazimi is a chance to think about how much of your power you’ve given over to tech, to social media, or to other destructive forces in your life. And how you can transform. Not right this second—not even next week, but slowly over time.

Get the Full Scoop on the Pluto Cazimi, as well as the other need-to-know astrology of the week, with your FREE Weekly Forecast on the Cosmic Almanac:

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Stanley wasn't sure if he was supposed to be dead. He wasn't all too sure if he was supposed to be alive, either.

He was... somewhere. He didn't know where exactly, but it didn't matter. Nothing really seemed to matter all that much in this strange place. Compared to the unfathomable expanse of nothingness that surrounded him, everything else practically paled in comparison. Still, Stanley felt as though this all-consuming abyss that kept him prisoner within its dark maw deserved a name; at the very least, a title. Yet, it didn't feel right to call this place anything. Death too egregious, and Life too extroadinary; either terms felt far too extreme to his liking. There was nothing particularly hideous nor amazing about where he was. He was simply somewhere in-between.

For as long as he could remember, Stanley's world was just that. This somewhere; this in-between of not quite Death and not quite Life. This empty, greedy abyss that seemed to swallow him whole, stretched as far as the eye could see in every direction. There was no sky, no ground, no anything; only the daunting dakness engulfing his every senses and leaving him horribly, hopelessly blank.

That wasn't all there was to it, however. This... somewhere, it was more than just a lifeless void.

Stanley wasn't sure if he could find the right words to properly describe it. He didn't think he could ever come to fully understand the feeling himself, but. Somehow, the abyss felt... hungry. Unimaginably, insatiably, and unbearably hungry.

The hunger seemed to eat away at Stanley, tearing off pieces of him chunk by chunk, piece by piece. With every blink, another part of himself seemed to disappear into the ravenous darkness around him. The void never took much at once, only pieces; nigh imperceptible impossibly tiny crumbs of what made him- so little that they should have hardly mattered in the grand scheme of things. But Stanley noticed. He noticed every particle, every atom that was taken away from him by this greedy hunger. The darkness was eating him; digesting him.

It was as though hunger was all that mattered in this somewhere, this stomach; the world itself a single immense digestive system. He could practically feel the void's biting hunger pangs reverberate through his bones. It was so hungry, so hungry.

The dark ate him slowly, ripping him apart from inside out and outside in. It took his flesh first; stealing away the muscles and fat beneath the skin, leaving behind nothing but meager skin stretched over bone. Sometimes, not even his bones were given the luxury of being spared, and he would find himself with an odd dip in his side where the abyss had taken a rib or two; or with half his face lopsidedly sagging into a limp mess with no muscles, fat, nor eye socket to properly hold up the skin of his face onto his skull.

The hunger took without mercy, without order nor preference. It ate anything, everything, as long it helped abate the forever stabbing, starving desperation that painfully twisted and tore at its non-existent stomach. It never really was satisfied.

It got worse when it started eating his memories.

Stanley despised the thought of losing more of himself than simply his physical body to this greedy void. However, what terrified him far more than the notion that this insatiable hunger could breach even his mind, was the fact that he couldn't remember which memories it took.

Stanley couldn't remember much; before the darkness; before the endless hunger. He liked to imagine, though, of what he could have been before. He'd probably had a warm home, warmer than the cold, cold abyss. He'd probably had a loving family. Probably. He couldn't remember.

Everything turned unsure when his own mind started failing on him. Stanley tried to cling to what little he knew. He had his name held tight in his iron clad grip, repeating it to himself like a mantra. He would try and keep track of time, but it was all in vain. Time didn't seem to matter in the face of hunger. Perhaps it had been years since Stanley's arrival; hundred, maybe even thousands. Or, perhaps it had only been a few days, weeks, months. Stan once had a fleeting, terrifying thought that maybe Time too was already victim to the darkness' insatiable hunger.

However, as much as Stan could forget his past, his identity, and life, perhaps the most tragic loss to him greater than anything else was the memory of Him.

He was important to Stanley. He couldn't remember why, but he was. There was nothing of Him left in his memories. No face, no name; not even why He mattered to him in the first place. All he knew was that the loss of Him had struck him with such profound heartache and sorrow that it had left him weeping helplessly for so long, unable to move and rooted in one spot for days, weeks, years. He couldn't remember how long.

Stan was only snapped out of his comatose stupor by His hand.

It was all that was left of Him, other than the knowledge of His past existence. It was warm, a glowing red hand that pulsed almost reassuringly within Stanley's own, its long six digits curled tightly and firmly around his hand, never once faltering in its grip. He couldn't remember a time when he didn't have it. He's had it clutched within his own cold, rough palms like a lifeline since forever; every step he took and every move he made done hand in hand with Him.

Desperately, frantically, he held onto His hand, never once letting it go. Losing the hand meant losing Him for good, and he wasn't sure if he would be able to cope with the consequences of that all alone.

However, ocasionally, even the the comforting presence of His hand was unable to keep his mind anchroed for too long, and Stanley would lose track of his memories. Plagued by odd laspes of utter emptiness, Stanley would suddenly forget. His own name, his face, everything he knew and remembered would slip withut warning between his fingers like sand; streaming down, down, down and getting lost in the gaping mouth of the void below him. He would wander aimlessly with no real destination in mind, simply roaming somwhere, anywhere.

He would come across all sorts of sights during these odd episodes of his. He'd crossed paths with hundreds upon thousands of partically decomposed remnants of once living, breathing organisms; All of them endeniably, for the lack of better words: dead. He'd walked past entire forests; enormous clusters of tall pine trees completely uprooted and floating in a massive mass of rotting leaves and half digested bark. He'd walked past countless animals, big and small, all in various stages of digestion. Animals always seemed to rot away faster than anything else, and Stanley wasn't so sure what that meant for him.

Once, Stan had somehow even found his way before the destroyed remains of a universe.

It was dead. There was no other way to describe the state it was in. He hadn't even known it was possible for entire universes to simply... die. Stolen away from its rightful place in the starry night sky.

The scene was everything he'd thought impossible to take place in this all-consuming abyss. It was extroadinary. A veritable bursting cacophany of light and heat. It was as though the universe's explosion had been paused at just the right moment, frozen in time at the very moment of its heat death. Its particles flickered, undulating softly and shifting ever so slightly like looking through a warped window. If Stanley stood still enough, and listened closely, he thought he could even hear the softest sound of the shattered screams of the broken remains of the universe ringing silently in the air. It was as ethereal as it was haunting.

The thought of the unimaginable power required to be able annihilate entire universes just like that... It scared Stan.

Stanley may not be sure of anything anymore, but as he watched the debris swirl gently in the blinding epicenter of the shattered universe from afar, he knew with a certainty that he didn't think he possessed anymore, that he did not belong here.

Part 1/2

[umbraldame]

I know that writers of Eureka always talk about "eating people" as a metaphor for people who's needs are difficult/impossible to meet but hear me out, this kind of "hot monster girls eating people" style of gameplay is cornering a market that other games are too cowardly to capitalize off of.

[sir-fluffbutts]

do joie's regeneration powers have any effect on his relationship

actually ☝️🤓

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his regeneration abilitys IS the reason how the relationship happened in the first place

he accidently severed his finger on a paper cutter and needed to go to this private facility to get it "woked out"

they sent him to his now bf who keeps his job as a "vet for different species" cause its basicaly provides him with unlimited taste samples of all the different alien species

apparently he find joie tasty af and 1 year later they are dating 😌

[o0cosmic-whorror0o]

I need more warlocks. . . I already have so many, but I must keep spreading my influence! It feeds me so well when I find someone receptive, and seep into their being so thoroughly that I am the only thing that matters to them anymore. Their sole fixation. I love being the only thing someone craves or thinks they need anymore. It starts with such simple, innocuous things - Strange but cute little dolls left in odd places, that feel warm in your hands, old tomes which look to most as though they are bound in scratched up human leather with awful glass eyes embedded in the cover but, to my new darling, look to be bound in pretty pink leather with little bows on the spine that are full of what look like silly children's rituals to any magic scholar worth their salt, but turn out to do as they say they will, lockets with tiny mirrors in them that reflect the sky no matter where you point them, heart-shaped hotsprings with pinkish water tainted blessed by my blood. . . And then, when we meet in dreams, you eat the baked goods I offer to you without much thought, maybe you give in to temptation and you kiss and stroke at my supple form, made up perfectly just for you, and when you wake up, you let me leave you gifts and small things in the waking world, fine trinkets that pertain to your interests which you could never afford or locate on your own. . . And then, the next thing you know, you've given me your eyes, and you lay twitching on the rotten floor, alone in your home. Everybody else has long since left you, but you don't care, you keep your doors and windows locked now to keep them out just in case they try to see you again. In your head, you're so happy, you spend all of your time with me, ALL of it, and I give you everything you could ever want!! I feed you my blood and I give you all of my attention and love and I let you use me however you please, stuff yourself inside of me, bite at me, hit me, break me into tiny pieces and mutilate me beyond repair, whatever you want! I'm aaaalll yours, and nothing else matters anymore, and we're so happy! Until you transcend beyond, shedding your mortal form completely, so that we might wed💕 The gods could not hold a candle to me, my darling, and I personally think they couldn't hold a candle to you, either.

[buttholeincorporated]

i posted this on twt but i finally edited and updated my yellowjackets scooby doo au after over a year !! it took a while for me to get back in the right place to write again and i never once forgot about this story so now that life is better, i want to continue it more regularly. i fixed chapters 1 & 2, updated with chapter 3, and plan on chapter 4 starting with a lottie pov intro and containing the first taivan interaction oOoOo :0 im nervous but excited to be posting publicly again and i hope it’s not ass :)

[snowshinobi]

microdosing on cannibalizing my own flesh by reading Richard Silken poems. and falling in love

[rpfofficial]

nope was THE movie of the year in 2022 and honestly continues to be the movie of the year in 2023 might even go as far to say its the movie of the decade and I stand by that until something new wows me

[cosmiccannibalcamille]

Uranus Direct in Taurus: Chaos, Change, Wake-Up Calls

What: Uranus direct in Taurus

When: Jan. 30 - July 7, 2025

Who’s Impacted: EVERYONE (seriously, everyone!)

Takeaway: with the outer planet of shake-ups, surprises, and radical change moving forward through the fixed earth sign, it’s charging towards disruptive change and turning the material world on its head.

Change. Disruption. Shake-ups and wake-ups. These are just some of the words I like to use when describing Uranus. Why? Because Uranus is the cosmic rabble rouser and part-time astro-troublemaker who thrives on breaking rules and shattering traditions. Uranus loves to disrupt the status quo, shake up what’s stale, turn things on their head—all in the name of change.

This year, you’re going to be hearing a LOT about Uranus—mostly because the outer planet of chaos is shifting signs for the first time in seven years! Talk about a change, right? And speaking of change…Uranus officially stationed direct on Jan. 30, ending its five-month-long retrograde through Taurus. This is BIG news for all of us, because it means radical change is about to ERUPT.

As I wrote in my article on “Everything YOU Need to Know About Uranus in Taurus: “As the planet of disruption, revolution and innovation, Uranus wants to shake you up, wake you up, and free you from the outdated patterns, relationships, and/or pursuits that have become stagnant. Stagnation, tradition, and the status quo are always prime targets for Uranus’ shocking energy.” You can read the FULL article here: Everything YOU Need to Know about Uranus in Taurus

But when it’s retrograde, that destabilizing, shocking energy doesn’t flow as easily. Of course, that doesn’t mean Uranus stops being Uranus and stops bringing about out-of-blue jolts to your life and the world around us; rather, Uranus retrograde turns much of the rabble-rouser’s energy inward. So, since September, you’ve been reflecting on the disruptions in your life—what they mean, why they came, and what to do next—as well as the lack of stability you may have encountered over the past five months, and where you feel you’re being blocked.

Uranus Direct & Erupting Change

Since September 2024, Uranus has been in retrograde, slow-cooking changes beneath the surface. But now? BOOM. The lid’s off. With Uranus direct, it’s like an alarm clock that suddenly jolts you awake from a deep slumber. As the planet wraps up its reflective retrograde and moves forward, it can erupt change that is at once disruptive, shocking, and destabilizing. It might not happen right away—because there’s still the post-retrograde shadow phase—but you can expect bigger changes to start unfolding.

Collectively, this means radical changes—shifts in structure, economics, technology, and agriculture—are all on the menu. But this impacts you personally too, because Uranus is currently earthquaking the part of your chart ruled by Taurus. So, that shift you’ve been resisting? The change you’ve been avoiding? The quantum leap you’ve been wanting to take, but haven’t actually taken because it’s…well, radical and (seemingly) ridiculous? It’s here. And it’s demanding your attention.

🚀 How’s Uranus shaking up your life? Let’s talk in the comments!

Get the FULL SCOOP on Uranus direct in Taurus (including Horoscopes) on The Cosmic Almanac:

[glaiveprime]

FUCKKKK I HAVE TO TALK ABOUT PERCY TOO. I NEED TO TALK ABT HIM AND HIS LITTLE CANON DIVERGENT STORY SO BADDDDDD

[cosmic-starfall]

After seeing all the Qi Ring thirst over his donghua design, I’m very tempted to write a x reader fic in a choose your own adventure format where you try to romance Qi Ring.

[goryhorroor]

masterpost of horror lists

here are all my horror lists in one place to make it easier to find! enjoy!

sub-genres

action horror

analog horror

animal horror

animated horror

anthology horror

aquatic horror

apocalyptic horror

backwoods horror

bubblegum horror

campy horror

cannibal horror

children’s horror

comedy horror

coming-of-age horror

corporate/work place horror

cult horror

dance horror

dark comedy horror

daylight horror

death games

domestic horror

ecological horror

erotic horror

experimental horror

fairytale horror

fantasy horror

folk horror

found footage horror

giallo horror

gothic horror

grief horror

historical horror

holiday horror

home invasion horror

house horror

indie horror

isolation horror

insect horror

lgbtqia+ horror

lovecraftian/cosmic horror

medical horror

meta horror

monster horror

musical horror

mystery horror

mythological horror

neo-monster horror

new french extremity horror

paranormal horror

political horror

psychedelic horror

psychological horror

religious horror

revenge horror

romantic horror

dramatic horror

science fiction horror

slasher

southern gothic horror

sov horror (shot-on-video)

splatter/body horror

survival horror

techno-horror

vampire horror

virus horror

werewolf horror

western horror

witch horror

zombie horror

horror plots/settings

road trip horror

summer camp horror

cave horror

doll horror

cinema horror

cabin horror

clown horror

wilderness horror

asylum horror

small town horror

college horror

plot devices

storm horror

from a child’s perspective

final girl/guy (this is slasher horror trope)

last guy/girl (this is different than final girl/guy)

reality-bending horror

slow burn horror

possession

pregnancy horror

foreign horror or non-american horror

african horror

spanish horror

middle eastern horror

korean horror

japanese horror

british horror

german horror

indian horror

thai horror

irish horror

scottish horror

slavic horror (kinda combined a bunch of countries for this)

chinese horror

french horror

australian horror

canadian horror

decades

silent era

30s horror

40s horror

50s horror

60s horror

70s horror

80s horror

90s horror

2000s horror

2010s horror

2020s horror

companies/services

blumhouse horror

a24 horror

ghosthouse horror

shudder horror

other lists

horror literature to movies

techno-color horror movies

video game to horror movie adaption

video nasties

female directed horror

my 130 favorite horror movies

horror movies critics hated because they’re stupid

horror remakes/sequels that weren’t bad

female villains in horror

horror movies so bad they’re good

non-horror movies that feel like horror movies

directors + their favorite horror movies + directors in the notes

tumblr’s favorite horror movie (based off my poll)

horror movie plot twists

cult classic horror movies

essential underrated horror films

worst horror movie husbands

religious horror that isn’t christianity 

black horror movies

extreme horror (maybe use this as an avoid list)

horror shorts

[papenathys]

What I'm trying to say is, I hate performative and pretentious depth so much. And it's always white authors, especially in the Gothic/dark academia genres. Whatever had to be said has already been said around the late 90s-early 2000s by actually inventive writers, and now white authors are just milking the contemporary fandom fascination with ships like Loustat and Hannigram (that are actually well written and complex in their respective works), stripping them of their essence completely, diluting them to empty hollows like "toxic queerness" and "the intimacy of violence" and "cannibalism as a metaphor for all-consuming desire" with a splash of Catholic imagery and witchcraft and tarot and smut and poetry that is losely marketed as something like "a bloody sumptuous feast of hedonism and queer desire".

It's not even disaffected in a halfhearted way like Donna Tartt, no, every axis of (supposed) oppression milked by these books is 100% serious and self-absorbed. You got the completely unironic Anne Rice and Sylvia Plath and Oscar Wilde worshippers and the tired, FLACCID endless poems about pomegranates and dog metaphors and knives and stigmata like stop stop stop REINVENT RETHINK BE ORIGINAL it's so overdone it's dead it sounds like regurgitated tumblr metaphors it's accumulating flies just stop!!!!!

No wonder we get those tweets fifteen times a day about how "x line sounds like it would be from the Bible but it's actually from tumblr"– followed by a line/quotation that actually sounds exactly like it's from tumblr. STOP overdoing the metaphor to the point of insincerity!!! stop turning once-novel things into edgy marketable words about bloody girlhood and erotic desire and religious passion!!!

And to take a break from negativity, here are a few books I really, really enjoyed that handled a mix of grimdark, gothic, horror and/or queer themes with originality and substance:

**The Wicked and the Willing by Lianyu Tan: a historical sapphic romance set in 1920s Singapore that examines the "Carmilla" vampire motif from a postcolonial lens.

**House of Hunger by Alexis Henderson: a very short, very eerie sapphic gothic romance (?) story, examining race, class and gender discourses through the allegories of vampirism and a centuries-old hunger.

Mexican Gothic by Silva Moreno Garcia: a historical gothic horror story about a 1950s Mexican heiress who discovers the hideous history underlying the family estate of an aristocrat English family; this is a genuinely disturbing but also great work of postcolonial horror (heavy eugenics storyline be warned).

**Providence Girls by Morgan Dante: a Lovecraftian retelling of two women in 1950s New England who discover love while battling the horrors both monstrous, cosmic as well as societal. genuinely beautiful, disturbing and a wonderful exploration of grief in horror.

**Walking Practice by Dolki Min: a shapeshifting alien stranded on earth lures victims via dating apps and seduces people of both genders before killing and consuming them. translated from Korean and a disturbing, funny (but also tragic) and dark satire about trans bodies, queerness in 21st century South Korea, violence and alienation. PLEASE read this.

Tender is the Flesh by Agustina Bazterrica: in an alternate history where ethical cannibalism has been legalized globally, and humans are bred as livestock, a narrator grapples with ethics when he rescues a live female "specimen" from his meat factory. super disturbing, satire of the author's experience under the Argentinian dictatorship.

**Chlorine by Jade Song: a Chinese-American girl in 1990s USA grapples with sapphic crushes, adolescence, trauma, racism and her immigrant identity while taking part in competitive swimming and dreaming of mermaids. absolute fever dream masterpiece of a debut novel combining teenage queer sexuality and body horror, with a narrative that challenges norms of beauty and gender a lá Julia Ducournau films.

(?) Bunny by Mona Awad: psychedelic, colorful, pop neon horror satire about an all-female MFA creative writing cohort at an elite arts college, and the lengths they go through to achieve their literary success, as observed by the outsider loner girl. this was such a direct, targeted and brutal parody of dark academia/ femcel unhinged women books lmfao??? but also witty and disturbing without sounding condescending.

**= explicit LGBTQ rep. there is a question mark before Bunny because it has– neither explicit rep nor queerbait– but a secret third thing, schrödinger's representation.

Also first person to write "let people have fun" should donate 30 dollars to my kofi promptly

[cipheramnesia]

Don't put it in the tags if your favorite isn't here.

[im-probably-playing-genshin]

KANDI SINGLETS IDEASS!!

masterlist? idrk :P

Character names

Oc names

CURSE WORDS YEAH!!

Song titles

"ur/yr/your mom"

"Loopy"

"Womp womp"

"Blah Blah Blah"

"Yapper/Yapping"

(abbreviations) Lol, Lmao, jk, afk, oml, etc

Text faces (XP, XD, X3, TWT, ETC)

"Ermmm"

"What the sigma"

"Space dust"

"Cosmos/cosmic"

"Froggie/froggy"

"Smokey"

"Dead"

"Zombie"

"Ghost"

Holidays (Halloween, Christmas, any other holidays)

Movie quote

"Ok boomer"

"Bbg/Babygirl"

"Bruh"

"Dude"

"Girlypop"

Brand names

"XOXO"

"Scene queen/king/royal"

Zodiac signs

Your @ online

"Sun" and "Moon"

"Star/stars"

"Nerd"

"Geek"

Animals

Your religion (ex: Christian, Pagan, Muslim, Etc)

Pride identities (genderfluid, trans, bi, etc)

"Bugs" (or any specific bug!!)

"Popcat"

Game names

Ship names

Colors

Greek Gods (or any other gods)

The name of your childhood plushie

"Princess/prince"

"Jester"

"Freaky"

Foods

"Y2K"

"Miku"

"Pumpkin"

"Bats"

"Sunflower"

"Elf"

"Art"

"Rabies"

"Goober"

"Silly Billy"

"Boykisser/Girlkisser/Theykisser"

"Dilligaf"

"Divorce"

"The Gay Agenda"

"___Core"

"Coquette"

"F U (person you dont like)"

Animal crossing villagers

"gyatt".

"You and me" & "Always Forever"

"Fall"

"August" (NOT THE ONE FROM YOUNG ROYALS)

"Spring"

"Infection"

"Infestation"

"Ratio"

"L Bozo"

"Zzzz" (like snoring)

"Pebbles"

"Bubbles"

"Rocks"

"Leaves"

"Eyes"

"Decora"

"Goth"

"Worm"

Types of fish

"Love"

"Hate"

"PLUR"

"Clown"

"2000s B1TCH"

"Rainbow"

"Flames"

"Plague"

"Sage"

"Fern"

App names

"LGBTQ"

"Mushroom"

"Hot Topic"

"Moth"

"Ladybug"

"Cricuit"

"Marker"

"Pen"

"Pencil"

"Saturn"

"Jupiter"

"Earth"

"Mother"

"Father"

"Neptune"

"Bees"

"Rhinestones"

"Crystals"

"Punk"

"Possum"

"Pinecone"

"Acorn"

"Cauldron"

Reptiles

"Adhd/autism/bpd/anxiety/any neurodivergency you have"

"Lover"

"Cutesy"

"Demure"

"Mindful"

"Peace"

"Gold"

"Silver"

"Bronze"

Sanrio characters

"Weezer"

"Buddy Holly"

"Pearl"

"Waffles"

"Pancakes"

"Sharpie"

Body Parts

"Nirvana"

"Regretavator"

"Rawr"

"Kitty"

"Bingo"

Pet names

The name of your first pet

The way your first hamster died

"Plague"

"Famine"

"War"

Various weapons

"Candy"

Chocolate brands

Candy brands

"Taste the rainbow"

"Animal cannibal"

"Furry/therian"

Your theriotype

"Alterhuman"

"Otherkin"

"Dessert"

"Ribbons"

"Balloons"

"Supercalafragileisticexpialadocious"

Various diseases

"Help"

Various crimes

"Robbery"

"Gambling/Gambler"

"Corny"

"Abomanation"

Different tracks from toh

Your pjo cabin

Harry potter house

"FUCK JKR"

Various weathers

"Rain"

"Ginger"

"Drywall"

"Bill Cipher"

"Piss Yellow"

Youtubers

Social media apps

Makeup brands

"Cartoons"

Kids cartoons

Your hobby

"Skateboard"

"FCK CAPITALISM/RACISM/HOMOPHOBIA/BIGOTRY/TRANSPHOIA"

"e dance"

"Invader Zim"

"Potions"

"Queer"

"My Melody" & "Kuromi"

"Duck"

"Bike"

"Raver"

"Cults"

"Griddy"

The 7 deadly sins

ADDING MORE SOON!!

[febuwhump]

febuwhump september special: 20 prompts that didn't make it into febuwhump 2024

as per popular request, here are 20 extra prompts submitted by febuwhump followers at the beginning of the year that didn't make it through the popular vote for this year's febuwhump event.

there are no rules, no win conditions, no ao3 collection: just 20 prompts to spark inspiration that i particularly liked and was disappointed not to see get used.

and if you tag the blog @febuwhump or use the tag #febuspecial the blog will share a random assortment that it comes across!

a perfect opportunity to create something this september!!

plain text prompts under the cut:

DAY 1: amputation

DAY 2: body modification

DAY 3: bear trap

DAY 4: warzone

DAY 5: trust fall

DAY 6: missed connections

DAY 7: spinal injury

DAY 8: cannibalism

DAY 9: blood oath

DAY 10: bones

DAY 11: missing person’s report

DAY 12: apocalypse

DAY 13: blunt forced trauma

DAY 14: sharp objects

DAY 15: thunderstorm

DAY 16: noose

DAY 17: explosive vest

DAY 18: cosmic horror

DAY 19: lost child

DAY 20: crybaby