#deathcon

[digitvlvom1t]

the eternal worm devouring connecticut

[corduroysockz]

[howhow326]

Storm (2024) spoilers under the cut

We save everyone - Ororo Munroe

Bonus:

They really wanted Frenzy to kill that guy💀💀💀

[saingirl101]

Unfortunately my poll for the fate of gerelody was not true.

Instead their interaction ended in heartbreak.

at least we have fanfiction y'all. and yknow who knows what the fuck will happen in the end game this series have been a mindfuck and a half.

I never expected to get so invested in this love story tragedy

[chaospanics]

no. 12: Have A Nice Life - Deathconsciousness (2008/2019)

3 gatefolds in a row.. it's a thick part of the shelf.

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I got to this party 12 years late and honestly I don't have much to add to the conversation. There's been a lot said about Deathconsciousness and the lore surrounding it (I still haven't read the booklet... #fake), and I can hear its influence (or, at least, draw comparisons) on albums to this day. I appreciate Dan and Tim's minimal and diy approach to making this album, which, again, is hard to describe as anything but huge. This one really got me into the percussion that makes me feel like I'm going to be swallowed up by the Earth vibe.

Deathconsciousness gets re-pressed all the damn time so there are so many colourways I have a desire for like these olive green variants, but I covet this half-and-half splatter the most!! I love the visuals of duality on a 2LP like this. And it just looks sick as hell.

I think lyrically and thematically Deathconsciousness is rich, but when it comes to my emotional response to it I'm more fascinated by the cacophony and the experiment of it all- just how it feels to physically experience this album. The first time I heard the transition between the first two tracks I was captivated. I love the sonic journey it takes me on every time.

And I love it for giving me this image.

Favourite Tracks: "A Quick One Before The Eternal Worm Devours Connecticut" "Bloodhail" "The Big Gloom" "Waiting For Black Metal Records To Come In The Mail" "Holy Fucking Shit: 40,000" "Deep, Deep" "Earthmover"

[epithet-beloved]

HI…ME AGAIN…currently in the throes of a vicious spell (bad sleep schedule) cast upon me by a despicable witch (my phone) and just got hit with a new Illness (Thoughts). Can I request headcanons about EE Sylvie and Delta Caprone? As friends? Enemies? Both??!! Just thought of these two together and scrambled over to this account IMMEDIATELY to get it out somewhere. oh how the Curse has Afflicted me.

DELTA AND SYLVIE PLATONIC HEADCANONS

synopsis… The… erm, “friendship” between Delta Caprone and Sylvester Ashling.

ft. Delta Caprone, Sylvester “Sylvie” Ashling, Agitha Fuckwhistle (mentioned), Rick Shades (mentioned)

tags… epithet erased spoilers, platonic, relationship study, rivals to friends, too many shounen references

word count… 660

a/n… unfortunately not at peak writing vibe so this is less serious than usual ,,, sowwy!! ✧ 🦝

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 I hope you know the title of this document is “fuck you *sends you to the shadow realm*”

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Because oh BOY these guys HATE each other so much!!!!!

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 I imagine they’re around the same age, and before Sylvie jumped to college level they were in the same grade.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 The rivalry starts young.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 They were the two biggest Pilot Command nerds in the class.  It would be one fateful day in the springtime where they would be out on lunch break, and play together.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 The battle…  It raged for long over the hour.  It was impossible to tear the boys away from the game, and dang did Miss Fuckwhistle try!

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 It would be that day that a great rivalry was formed!!!! …And then interrupted by Sylvie going to college and their schedules never aligning once Sylvie decided the rivalry was far too childish.  Delta called him a coward for that.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Cough.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Flash forward – DeathCon.  These two encounter one another again and it’s like time stops.  Dread fills Sylvie’s stomach and a cockiness would enter Delta’s mind as he daydreams about crushing the dude at the game that brought them together in the first place.

Sylvester glares at the boy across the hall from them.  Beside him, Rick Shades would also glare, before leaning down to whisper, “why don’t we like him?” “Oh, we go way back,” Sylvie answers, his glasses shining over to hide his expression, his voice grave.  “Way… way back.” “...That does not answer my question at all!”

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 The entirety of DeathCon consists of Delta taunting Sylvester – the psychologist almost bursting a blood vessel for the entire occasion.  He… He just keeps winning!  Every time!  What the Hell!!!  Sylvie is so easily angered by Delta’s cocky attitude.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Once Delta’s epithet is exposed, Sylvie goes absolutely INSANE.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 He KNEW it. He KNEW there was a reason he never bested Delta before.  He’s using his Epithet – it’s all just… CHEATING!!!

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Cue maniacal cackles and concerned staring from the party.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 He probably even tries to move from his spot to stumble up to Delta and point and laugh in his face.  I don’t doubt the insanity of our little sheep boy.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 From then on, Sylvester is the worst of the pair.  He’s constantly probing and being a little shithead to Delta who just wants to play some cards bro.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Fine.  Fine!  If this is the attitude Sylvie wants to take, then Delta challenges Sylvester to one last game of Pilot Command – one on one, no holding back.

The mini arena that is just a patch of field in the middle of a park could make a war torn soldier shiver from fear.  The two teenagers would stare at one another from a proportionally long ways away from one another.  The wind dramatically rolls through their hair. It’s so on.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 The battle was intense, definitely illegal, hearts were put in cards.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 It ends with Delta and Sylvie on the ground, roughed up and staring at the sky above them.  Sylvie begins to think about who won– he could barely remember what the super cool final combo attack was, it was so…

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 And then Delta begins to laugh.

Sylvie looks over at the teenager, laughing like he never saw him laugh before.  It isn’t his self-confident chuckle or anything like that.  It’s an actual laugh, out into the air. He couldn’t help but laugh along. “Dude,” Delta wheezes between breaths, “that was the most intense Pilot Command battle I’ve ever experienced!  You improved!” Sylvie scoffed.  “Aw well…  You seem really dedicated to it…  Maybe I misjudged.  I… really respect you as a Pilot Command player.” Delta’s eyes widened a little.  “What?  Y’serious?” A smile couldn’t help but make its way to Sylvie’s lips.  “Yeah.  I’m serious.”

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 The cathartic release is what the boys really needed.  Their rivalry is much more friendly from then on.  No battle would ever be as intense, but one should fear any team that includes these two shithead teenage boys.

[bananananurr]

Quick question, would you prefer to see more cartooned Elmax or more realistic Elmax.

I don't think I've posted any deathcon 1 realistic elmax on here....

[danceofmoonandsun]

not gonna be super annoying, just wanna say ur music taste is great. ever listened to Have A Nice Life? they seem up ur alley

thank u sis :3 also yeah i heard deathcon a while ago but i dont care for most of the record </3 i would like to relisten at some point

[kcyars189]

Tuesday November 9 2016 was the most miserable day of my life. I had to fly home after doing weeks of GOTV in Ohio. Nonstop tears. Terrified for the people and the country.

I will never, ever, forgive my "progressive" "friends" who refused to vote or voted for Jill Stein.

Or third party

Or vote for a write in

Or trump

Or not voted

Like when I think of them I see hate and wishing death on them.

I’m hewpobic

like I want to go deathcon three on the hews

[cyarsk52-20]

https://x.com/WomenPostingLs/status/1702065688448209206?s=20

think anyone with a functioning brain would agree that the only person who took an L here was Kanye. Just the start of his many, many L's since.

Say what you will about Taylor but at least she didn’t harass her ex boyfriend’s new girlfriends, wore a hoodie with white lives matter on it, went on drink champs and said that George Floyd didn’t die the way it was projected on the disturbing video (despite courtroom testimony , prosecutors and jury members saying otherwise ) , then turning around and saying that she knows what it’s like to have a knee on her neck now and that god has humbled her(news flash: god didn’t humbled ye enough to stop his bigotry, and loosing a billion dollars is not the same thing as being killed slowly and torturously by a police officer as you’re screaming that you couldn’t breathe and crying out for your late mother and all over twenty dollars ) , compared donda academy basketball team not being able to play against other teams because they wanted nothing to do with a school whose founder is a bigot to that of emmitt till murder (with the photo of his mutilated and brutally tortured body posted on his Instagram account ) and then saying she’s going deathcon three on Jewish people, posting photos of forms of swastikas , calling president Biden a retard (reminder he grew up with a stuttering problem) and he talked about how great Hitler was and he sees “good things in him” oh and he got banned from Twitter and instagram… multiple times. And that’s in one year

[nolongeronlyhereforthewhispangle]

You’re building up to some deathcon-1 scenario I can feel it

Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 36)

“There you two idiots are!” V opened her door with a clumsily kicking, screaming toddler held in one arm and one of her hands held over her audio receptors.

“S-sorry V.” N apologized as he took his daughter from her arms and into his, Tera gripped the fur on his jacket as tightly as her little hands could as she continued to scream, even if it was now muffled into his coat.

“Just don't ever come to me for something like this again…” She replied, looking like she'd been driven up a wall and down again.

“Thank you so much.” N thanked her, voice betraying just how grateful he was.

“Yeah yeah, whatever…”

She closed the door in their face with an aggravated flick of her tail, the couple looked at each other, sheepish and a little tired from the day they'd had. Uzi touched Tera's back as the toddler sniffled, still clinging to N like he would dissappear if she didn't.

“We're here Jellybean, don't cry.” Uzi hummed, rubbing a comforting circle in her back while N supported her weight with his arms.

“Mama… Papa…” Tera sniffled out, unsteadily trying to hold onto N, stammering as the use of her mouth was unfamiliar. Followed by several sniffly trills.

N felt his entire being tense into a tight coil of adoration, his eyelights becoming wide and watery as he took in the moment, his grip on her tightened, and he pet the back of her head gently.

“It's alright, Mama and Papa are here now…” He forced out through his own emotional episode, seconds away from tearing up himself.

“Come on, let's get her home.” Uzi put a hand on his back, a tired smile on her face as she looked up at him, leading him through the winding halls to their apartment door.

Tera continued to whine, trill, and sniffle into his coat, for someone who just got use of their limbs her grip was surprisingly strong. But she had largely stopped crying as he continued to hold her.

“Shhh… it's okay, you're okay. Papa's got you.” He hummed into her audio receptors, along with any other soft comfort he could think of, Tera slowly calmed down, until she was purring and not quite gripping him so hard.

Uzi opened the front door for him as he carried Tera inside, by then she had fallen into sleep mode, lightly drooling as she rested, curled up against N.

“She must have been crying awhile… poor girl.”

“How long was I gone?” Uzi asked, guilt clear on her visor.

“Only a few hours, she was already looking upset when I handed her to V though, I think she knew something was wrong…”

Uzi felt herself try to relax, she hadn't gone feral, or killed anyone, or hurt her family, she'd just… passed out-and grew spines, and yeah that was concerning, what if she ended up growing horns or…a bunch of eyes on her head like N and V had, that would probably be much harder to hide.

She felt her head, she had bled. How much of her insides were organic? Was she flesh in synthetic skin, or had it been a fluke, something that happened because she'd been in the process of changing? Did she want to find out?

“Here.” She was handed her sleeping daughter, who then rested on her chest, head leaning up against her core, Tera seemed to relax further, nuzzling up into it's warmth and being soothed by the sound.

Uzi sighed, a small smile breaking through her worry, although it still settled inside her like a heavy weight around her core, it didn't help that her head was still tender, and everything felt just a little sore.

“Thought you might wanna hold her, it usually makes you a little happier.” N said softly, eyelights betraying every single emotion he was feeling.

“Mmhm.”

N came around her and scooped her up in his arms bridal style, making her yelp in surprise, he took his usual path, winding around the couch to their bedroom where he laid her down gently, as if Uzi herself was a child in need of tucking in.

“Caretaker program.” She teased, holding Tera tightly to her, while laughing, slightly amused.

“Mmm’Shush.” N blushed and looked away, a little embarrassed he was being called out.

“What? It makes you a good dad.”

“I'm hoping it makes me a good boyfriend too?” He replied, a small smirk on his face that didn't quite suit him.

“You're the best. But don't ever try to get me to say it again.” She laughed, but something told him she'd say it as many times as he'd need to hear it, if he asked.

“Awww, you're a sweetheart.”

“Gross.” She gagged.

“Honey.” His voice got sweeter.

“Stop.” Now she was forceful, but probably because she was trying to act tough in the face of her wild blush and smile that went all the way across her face.

“Biscuit, lovely, darling, My precious angel of darkness.” He continued, making her scrunch up in a ball of feels until she paused for a moment and uncoiled.

“Kinda digging that last one.”

“Thought you might.”

Uzi rolled over while he changed into a loose t-shirt, it was a dark purple and hung off him a little far, and then he flopped onto the bed, causing the whole mattress to try to fling her off due to his weight.

When she moved back to looks at him, he was looking back at her, head resting on his arm as he propped himself up.

“You should go change too. I can take her for a bit.”

“But I'm comfortable…” She pouted, completely unseriusly.

“You can be more comfortable.”

“Agh, fine.” Screw him and his stupid amaking caretaker programming

She gently handed Tera to him, despite her seemingly wanting to stay there by the way she grumbled sleepily after she was removed.

At least, until the moment she felt N's ambient warmth and relaxed again, N purred, and Tera purred right back into him in her sleep.

Uzi pulled off her beanie and hoodie before stretching, her wings and tail joining in the action, coming up before flapping around her, the gaskets in her fingers hissed as she put them up above her head.

She looked back at N, who was still looking at her, although now he was blushing, his eyelights hollow after he realized he'd been caught staring.

“Aren't you supposed to be turned around?” She poked, smiling a little but also flustered out of her mind.

“I-I, sorry… I just, you're beautiful and I wanna see you.” He admitted, eyes going half lidded and voice falling into something so soft she almost melted on the spot.

“N!”

Holy shit, since when had he gotten so bold as to just… say that? And to kiss her like he did earlier? He'd been too nervous before, had he hit his head or something?

Well no, he was still… himself. Being tender and sweet, just now… more foreward.

He laughed nervously, finally actually turning **away so that he wouldn't be staring, Uzi grumbled as she pulled her black skull pajamas over her head, blush painted on her face.

“Sorry, am I being too… uh, much?” He asked, nerves seemingly back to question what exactly he thought he was doing.

“N-no. Just… surprising me a little bit.”

She slipped back into bed slowly, although now a bit more nervous than she was before, as soon as she laid down, he pulled her close, although she hissed as his hand found her back, apparently where here spines had grown in was tender.

“Are you hurt?” N leaned back, Tera resting in the crook of one of his arms while he held her with the other, although pulling back as soon as he heard her hiss.

“No! Just… sensitive, I think where the spines came in. My wings did the same thing when they came in.”

“Hmm”

He sat up, holding Tera in his lap while thanking whatever deity was most probable that she was such a heavy sleeper. And made the motion for Uzi to turn to lay on her stomach.

“Uh… sure but, what are you doing?” She questioned, she didn't expect the tired scoff that escaped his mouth, although it was clear he wasn't actually upset in any way.

“Just trust me.”

“Okay.”

She did as she was told, and then gasped as N lifted up her shirt with very little warning, exposing her back to the open air.

“Hey! Warning!” She shouted at him, having half a mind to swat him away.

He just giggled in response, before she heard him gasp and her face fell and went violet again, she didn't have to guess what he was looking at.

Her scars.

“Wh-what are?” He stammered out as she felt a finger touch one of the two blackened, jagged scars running down her back, a stark contrast to the pearly whit of the rest of her chassis.

She laughed dryly, “My wings… it… it wasn't a smooth process when they uh, came in.”

Searing, itching, a buildup of pressure as she was on her hands and knees, holding her aching, hungry stomach, her tail had come in first, that had been painful and it was now thrashing wildly behind her, but it was nothing compared to what she felt now.

Pain fueled tears pricked in her visor as another choked groan and sob escaped her throat, her teeth gritted together so hard she was surprised they hadn't cracked.

Another wave of pain, another whimper into the otherwise empty cabin, the casing around her back groaned as something moved within it, pushing, shoving, making room for itself that she simply didn't have.

Then her casing began to crack like an egg, parts of her casing chipping off from damage from the inside, oil pooled from the wounds although the coolant was so hot it was boiling, adding burns to the list of painful sensations.

She screamed, eyes squeezing shut as something forced it's way out of her back, she felt as if she was being split in two, she wondered if this is what dying felt like. She wanted to peel open her own casing, help whatever wanted to get out of her get out, surely that couldn't hurt any worse.

And then, the wings were free, exploding out of her back and sending bits of her casing rocketing away, they were covered in her own oil, dripping off and joining the rest of the boiling oil on the floor, she sucked in a shuddering breath as the wings flapped on their own, each one sending breif flashes of pain through her.

And that had been where she'd lost control.

“Why didn't…these scars should've healed by now.” He sounded starstruck, and also sad, his gaze was fixed on them, as they made deep groves in her back.

“I don't think their ever going away… I spent a week trying to get them to heal but all that happened was… that.”

He touched the other scar, running a finger down it which made her squirm in discomfort, it didn't hurt, but it certainly wasn't a pleasant feeling.

“Do they still hurt?” He asked a little urgently, he didn't want to hurt her, that was the opposite of what he would ever want.

“No… Just sensitive.” She clarified, trying to relax again but finding it hard not to be flustered.

This was intimate… again. And while she didn't exactly mind she could only imagine how many more moments like this would follow from here.

“I-I didn't know.”

“I never mentioned it.”

He sighed as he slowly covered her back up, looking at the wall in favor of anything else.

“Hey.” Uzi's voice cut through the silence.

“Mmm?”

“I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry, not because I didn't trust you.” She continued, lightly holding onto his shoulder.

“It's my job to worry.” He replied, turning to look into her eyelights, she smiled back sadly.

“It wasn't back then.”

“It was always my job to worry.” He cupped her cheek before kissing her sweetly again, making her eyes flutter closed. It only lasted a second, but like all their kisses, the warmth that it caused lingered.

There was a moments silence, before N spoke up again.

“I think your scars are just a beautiful as the rest of you.”

“Oh my robo-god, you're gonna make me blow a fuse! Stop!”

“Oh, but I mean it!”

“N! No more compliments!”

“Aww, okay my dear Uzi.”

“Or pet names! Keep your sap to yourself!”

They laughed together before, like all the times before, they fell asleep in each other's arms, Tera finally where she wanted to be all day, cuddled in between them.

[sumikosaulson]

Sumiko Saulson’s short story “A Confusion of the Gods” is in Blackened Roots: An Anthology Of The Undead

Sumiko Saulson’s short story “A Confusion of the Gods” is in Blackened Roots: An Anthology Of The Undead, released June 23, 2023. In the horror comedy “A Confusion of the Gods,” DeathCon, the Annual Convention of the Gods of Death taking place in Pittsburgh this year, had been interrupted by an unexpected uprising of the dead! Ravenous, ambling corpses have resurrected and are roaming the earth.…

[cyarskj1899]

Rhianna didn’t even use the part Kanye was on, but she’s out here coming for Rhianna? Biiiiiiiiiiiiiitch what?!????? You need to be outraged by ye! Where was the Jewish community outrage when he said “Slavery was a choice”? Or lying about how George Floyd was murdered despite everyone and their mothers seeing the video? Or when he lost his billions he talked about that he knows what it’s like to have a knee on his neck now? Or him comparing his school donda academy having problems because of his verbal diarrhea to emmitt till murder? But Your were loud about the deathcon 3 to your Jewish community and him loving Hitler, though. When it comes to outrage in the Jewish community regarding ye, it’s cherry picking. Black folks been outraged by his bull crap for years, it’s always been we don’t know him, a back turned permanently, ancestors punching him, and a FQUCK HIM FULLY.

Rihanna did a medley of her hit songs and one was a Kanye Collaboration, but was he on stage with her? NO! Plus she can rock the stage by herself so get the FQ out with that HEW flavored crap FQ ye, Hitler, Carolyn Bryant and Derrick chauvin in that order as far as I’m concerned they can all get the:

[hiphopintelligence]

Kanye West References “Deathcon” Tweet & More In New Song

Kanye West References “Deathcon” Tweet & More In New Song

[echoweb2]

THE DEATHCON??? OH GOD???

I love itsfunneh but sometimes i reconsider my 6 years being a fan when i just watched felicia and brittney dab and only dab for ten seconds straight and be proceedingly booed off stage, and then minecraft hatsune miku starts performing and then the crowd goes fucking wild.