#how to remove wart

[chewablepebbles]

I hate doing my own dressings 😭😭 why can't I have a pretty femme cleaning my wounds while I look out a window

[toyourliking]

i was trying to think of how to explain how i feel after having top surgery like for sure i’m happy they’re gone and i feel better about my body but it’s like nothing physically has changed??

like sure i had some balance issues at first (getting 4kg removed from your chest will do that) but it’s like this has always been the natural state of my body. not having breasts doesn’t feel strange, it feels normal, i don’t feel like anything is missing. idk i was already so divorced from my breasts that they were barely part of my body anyway

[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: Grass

Debut: Super Mario Bros. 2

Hey guys! Did you know that Super Mario Bros. 2 was originally a reskin of a game called Puck-Man, but they changed the name so people wouldn't vandalize the cabinets and make it say Q*bert? Anyway here's Grass

I hope you like Grass. I hope there are some ruminants among our readers who get so hyped upon seeing a depiction of grass. But I don't care about the grass itself. I care about what's underneath... Funny Vegetables! The kind to throw at a Shy Guy or a Tweeter! Let's look at each Vegetable's NES and SNES design, and discuss them!

Turnip is the most iconic of the These Vegetables. Not the most iconic vegetable, but the most iconic Mario Vegetable. It's the main one that gets referenced, reappears as of Captain Toad: Treasure Tracker, and is even part of Peach's Smash moveset! Where they make even more variants that I don't feel like getting into here for the sake of post length. I quite like Turnip's classic brow(s), though they would be removed, along with the mouth, in future iterations. Such is brand identity.

In Minion Quest and Bowser Jr.'s Journey, Shy Guys' main method of attack is throwing turnips! I like that a lot. It references their debut and is just a very whimsical thing!

I would expect to pull up a turnip from the ground, but lookie here! A couple of Fruits. It's unclear if these are pumpkins or bell peppers, and they come in red and green, which are both options for both fruits! Neither of the options, however, grow underground, so maybe they were playing hide-and-seek. It would explain their surprised expressions! They thought that was such a good hiding place, and it was! Also, I am not averse to calling these fruits vegetables. "Vegetable" is just a culinary term, referring to a part of a plant that we eat! Every fruit is a vegetable. Blueberry pie is a Vegetable Dessert. Words are fun!

Beet is the happiest vegetable we've seen so far! But oddly thin. I hope it's not malnourished! If it is, it's still optimistic, and that's commendable. Maybe it's happy because it was voted Most Likely To Be Pickled in the vegetable high school year book! (Cucumber was homeschooled)

Beet was so thin, and now Parsnip is so wide! It feels like their colors should have been swapped, maybe. But a Parsnip Muncher would delight in having so much more to munch here! A parsnip you could eat like an apple! I am not sure what Parsnip is thinking, with its very neutral expression. If I had a nickel for every time I couldn't tell what a parsnip was thinking, I'd be rich!

Tomato is my favorite! It's SO happy! The biggest smile around! So happy to be a tomato! Maybe it's thinking about how everyone loves tomatoes and how versatile they are! Maybe it's happy because THIS fruit is never buried underground- this and the following vegetable only appear from the Dream Machine during the final boss battle against Wart. I guess Wart doesn't like tomatoes. So not everyone does... but phooey to him, because he's a Bad Guy! We goody two shoeses love Tomato!

Finally, last but not least, is a quite interesting vegetable! This one is a bit mysterious, a bit ambiguous. Ambiguous whether it's an onion or a garlic. Ambiguous whether it's wearing thick glasses, or it has wide, pupilless eyes. I'm going to claim this vegetable as non-binary, and also establish "onion/garlic" as a binary. And then all humans will become non-binary...! What I can be sure of is that this allium looks like a nerd. "According to my calculations, my presence serves to enhance the flavor of any culinary delight!" Ok, dork! I love you.

So these have been Vegetables! I hope you liked them! And I also hope you like them in real life, That's Health! This post was funded and approved by the FDA. Can I say that? What are they going to do about it? Sue me? Kill me? Hopefully neither!

[marzipanandminutiae]

many people know about the 1950s doctor who was obsessed with lobotomies (Dr. Walter Freeman)

fewer people know about the 1860s doctor who was obsessed with clitoridectomies, Isaac Baker Brown

he claimed the operation could cure pretty much all forms of mental illness in women- and then-undesirable behaviors that weren't mental illness at all, like masturbation. it's not known how many women and girls he mutilated, but some were teenagers on whom the procedure was performed without their (or their parents') knowledge or consent

Baker Brown cited a text by Hippocrates as support for this practice- a text which in fact concerned surgical removal of genital warts

he was kicked out of the Obstetrical Society of London in 1867 because of his lax approach to consent, but clitoridectomies remained in sporadic use as a mental health treatment in the US and UK until the mid-20th century. thank heaven they don't seem to have ever been commonplace exactly, but...one person subjected to this is one too many

(note: I use language exclusively referring to women here because, as far as we know, his victims were all what we'd now call cis women and girls. obviously not everyone with a clitoris is a woman, and not every woman has a clitoris)

[highlordofkrypton]

SUMMARY: In the Spring Court, birthdays are not celebrated past the age of six... or so Tamlin thinks. His brothers surprise him with a secret tradition.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Although it's my birthday, I wanted to gift everyone in this wonderful community with warmth, joy and a little silliness. I'm so deeply grateful for all of you, both in how welcoming you all have been to me, and how supportive you all of my shenanigans. The kindness you all have shown me... I don't have the words to show the depths of my appreciation. Thank you from the very bottom of my heart 💕

READ ON AO3 OR BELOW THE CUT.

"Io, do you have everything?"

"Yes," Iolin sighs softly. "Are you sure this is the correct approach? I thought I was going to die when you first did it to me."

"And I still think you're the most dramatic out of the three of us." Enfys grins. He glamours himself to look like nothing at all—just a ghost through which all the light filters through. "Just go get ready, you worry wart. I've got all the hard parts to do."

The younger Spring son rolls his eyes. Let it be known that he does not approve, and it's clear on his face, too. A delicate frown on his kind features as he sighs again. Enfys berates him, reminding him of the old adage, 'if you keep sighing like that, a wind wisp is going to lodge itself inside you'. Iolin knows that's not how that works, but he laughs anyway and makes his way into the dark and dense forest that surrounds their home.

***

Tamlin flips and flops. His limbs are heavy and lazy noodles on his too-big bed. It's hot, and he's not really sleepy. Then again, he's an adult now. At the big age of seven, he needs to sleep right on time because he's going to have responsibilities. So, he has to sleep.

His ears twitch, and he sits up suddenly. He scans the room because he's super-duper-really-very sure that he heard something. His little nostrils flare, but before he can put his nose on this mystery, he's snatched out of his bed.

Wriggling and thrashing, the little Faerie doesn't get very far because whoever has him is much bigger and much stronger. Tamlin's arms are pinned to his side, but he swings his leg, getting his kidnapper real good.

"Oof," says the invisible stranger.

Tamlin sharpens his teeth, chomping on the hand that slipped from covering his mouth.

"Ow! Fuck!"

He lands on his feet, rolling away as he's dropped onto the carpeted floor of his room. Tamlin grins, laughing breathily as he bolts towards the door.

"No, you don't," snarls the intruder, and he catches Tamlin by the waist.

He flails and flails to no avail, caught once more. He's at the mercy of his kidnapper, flying out the window as they get further and further away from safety. Tamlin thinks (off) his feet, and halfway across the grounds, he manages to half-shift into a snake, slipping out of his brother's kidnapper's arms. The stranger catches him again, and Tamlin has to stifle his giggles as he's carried off into the forest.

Whoever this mystery person is takes him towards his favourite clearing. At the centre, a small fire burns and his other brother looks on curiously.

"Cauldron, are you licking me?"

Tamlin can't help but laugh this time. Enfys lets him go and sets him down, removing his glamour. Logs have been placed around the fire, and Enfys takes his place on one of them.

"Well, he seems to be taking it better than when you first kidnapped me."

"He screamed. It was embarrassing. I got five lashings for 'waking up the baby'," Enfys rolls his eyes. He plucks a hand-rolled cigarette from his pocket, and holds it up to the fire. Enfys doesn't normally smoke; it would be incongruous with his picture perfect role as the Spring Court's pinnacle warrior.

"What's this? I'm supposed to be sleeping," Tamlin asks his brothers. He watches as Iolin uncorks a flask; his hands have minor burns, and that worries Tamlin.

"Toad's milk. It was a pain to get," Iolin explains, following his baby brother's gaze. "So, enjoy it." For the rest, he allows their eldest brother to explain.

"This is our birthday celebration. Six is the last year the Court recognizes your birthday, so the two of us usually meet up once a year to celebrate… surviving," Enfys shrugs. He hands the smoke to Tamlin who's green eyes go big and wide. Tamlin takes it, inhaling the same way his brother does. It sends tickles down his whole body, as if ants are dancing across his skin, and his head eases, like releasing a muscle or getting scratchies. It feels nice, except for the coughing. That's less pleasant.

"There are a few rules," the eldest Spring son continues. "First, we do not speak about father, his rules or his business. This is about us. Second, no matter how we feel about each other, we always show up. Third, gifts. This is your first year, so you are excused."

Tamlin understands not wanting to include their father. He made the rule that after six, little Faeries aren't carried anymore, and they don't celebrate birthdays with their friends across Prythian. But…

"What about mama?"

"What about mama?" Their mother's voice chimes softly. Leaves crunch under he boots and she holds her skirts in her hands as she steps over the log. Iolin gets a kiss on his head, and Enfys gets a kiss on his cheek as she sits next to him. Tamlin, of course, gets to climb into her lap and hug her ferociously.

"Mother!"

"The last rule is you can relax here. No formalities. Mama is just fine," Lady Margret grins, kissing her baby on the nose.

The toad's milk is spicy, venom curling down their throats and warming their belly. Tamlin has never seen his family like this, happy and relaxed. Those moments were always stolen, but here, he has never seen the dutiful Enfys smile like that or the brilliant Iolin get caught off guard so often. Their mother is so witty, and though Tamlin doesn't always get her quips, the flush on his brother's cheeks tell him everything he needs to know.

He watches them carefully, and his cheeks hurt from smiling. What a wonder.

"Gifts! We should do gifts," Iolin grins. He digs through his bottomless satchel. "For my beloved baby brother, I gift you an infinite charcoal from the Autumn Court, and an endless scroll from the Winter Court. To practice your writing whenever you want, and never needing to look for parchment."

Tamlin hops off his mother's lap to get his gifts, grinning happily and sitting next to Iolin. He writes a thank you note on the scoll, and shows it to his brother who hugs him.

"For my old fart of a sibling, I have perfected a concoction to help you on the battlefield or in bed. Whichever you prefer, just adjust the dosage. I've written it on the label, you can still read? Right? You big oaf?" Iolin tosses the vial over to his brother who catches it with a smug look.

"As if I'd need this. Thanks, I guess." But the smile on Enfys' face never fades.

"And for mother who insists on never getting any gifts every year, I have, once again, refused to listen." Iolin pulls out a large canvas from his bag, and turns it to face his mother and brother.

Lady Margret bursts into such sudden laughter, she even starts crying. Enfys, on the other hand, looks terribly embarrassed. He argues with Iolin, gesturing at the portrait dramatically.

"I wanna see, I wanna see!" Tamlin peers to see what his family is looking at. Iolin turns the canvas to show a portrait of Enfys with his eyebrows blown off, and ash freckled across his face. He looks shocked, and his dark blonde hair sticks up wildly. He starts giggling too because he's never seen his older brother look so silly.

"Our beloved older brother wanted to prove that anyone can do fire magic, especially since the wind is at our command. I may have stoked the fire too hard."

"I will cherish this forever," Lady Margret wipes tears from her eyes and accepts the gift. She hugs it to her chest as Enfys glowers, but he doesn't feel mad, not really.

"It's your turn, grumpy," Iolin teases.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Enfys grumbles, pulling out a pile of gifts wrapped in large leaves. He tosses all of them to each member of his family without preamble. They gifts speak for themselves. Not everyone needs to yap like Iolin.

Tamlin tears his gift open, eyes widening at the sight of the brand new fiddle. It's so shiny and carved in a beautiful redwood. He can't stop running his fingers over it. He didn't know Enfys noticed or cared. His brother and his mother seem equally fascinated by their thoughtful gifts—a new alchemy toolkit for Iolin, and a beautiful embroidered handkerchief for their mother.

The little Fae hops off his log to run back to the other side, where his mother and older brother are. He climbs onto Enfys' log and hops onto his shoulders, hugging his neck and thanking him with a happy chomp of his ear.

Enfys laughs and flips Tamlin over, so he lands into his arms.

"Yeah, yeah, you better get me something good next year," Enfys grins and tickles Tamlin's sides.

Lady Margret's gifts are simple. She bakes special cookies for them—the kind that she would never allow inside the manor. It would go against every rule of etiquette, but she's already cried of laughter once tonight, and no one will know if the cookies have her so air-headed that she snorts her joy away. Today is special. They can be as strange and as free as they like.

After one bite, Tamlin nearly floats away, and his oldest brother has to anchor him by holding his hand. He can't stop laughing, though.

"This is the best day ever! But I wanna give gifts, too!"

"Maybe when you're not on the verge of floating off into the skies, sprout," Enfys clips.

"No, help me!"

That's how the Spring Court's fiercest and most dutiful warrior ends up braiding flower crowns with his baby brother. Tamlin picks each flower carefully, ones that represent each member of his family, and teaches Enfys how to weave delicately. Their mother gives helpful tips that only serve to annoy her eldest.

Although his previous birthday drew in High Faeries from near and far, Tamlin will always remember this special night of little kindnesses. Despite all the gifts, his favourite one of all was finally meeting his brothers and his mother, and seeing them for all their joy.

[soullesscinders]

Hawkeye, oh, Hawkeye

"We're gonna lose him, Beej. I don't wanna lose him." Doctor Benjamin Franklin Pierce mumbles in his sleep, a moment before waking with a start. Drenched in cold sweat, sitting bolt upright in his bed.

He looks around his room. He's home. He's not in Korea anymore. Hasn't been, for the last few years.

Korea never left him, though. Not really. Three years' worth of meatball surgery, taking the mangled body parts of children and turning them into somewhat functional, removing enough metal from seventeen-year-old boys to make a Studebaker, enough lead to poison anyone.

Dr. Pierce left Korea. Korea will never leave him. No matter how many years he spends treating warts, mumps, measles... Run of the mill, every day illnesses he used to yearn for.

Crabapple Cove, ME. The picture perfect New England town he was raised in, and now takes care of.

No one has called him Hawkeye since he left. His dad slipped, a few times, after he came home. He stopped after the second time, when Ben snapped at him.

"I left Hawkeye in Korea, dad. Enough." He stated firmly, his eyes hard and cold, as he had been when he was in constant survival mode.

The senior Dr. Pierce... didn't recognize his son, his *baby*, anymore.

"Alright, Ben. I'm sorry." He said softly, a genuine apology from his father. That almost made it worse. Hawkeye just left.

On the way to his position as an attending cardiothoracic surgeon at a nearby Maine medical center, he hears it again.

"Hawkeye?" It's BJ.

Suddenly, Hawkeye is back in Korea. Putting the ruined shreds of teenage boys back together after the North Koreans and Chinese have done their best in turning them into ribbon-

"I don't know who you're talking to, but it's not me." Ben replies coldly. BJ doesn't know what to do with this.

"Whaddya mean, Hawk? It's me, it's BJ- I- I told you, I'd see you, back in the States-" Hawkeye cuts him off.

"I'm not Hawkeye. I haven't been since we got out. I'm not Hawkeye anymore. I'm Ben. Doctor Benjamin Franklin Pierce. Doctor B.F. Pierce. I'm not Hawkeye, and you need to leave." He states firmly, and walks away before BJ can get in another word.

Ben left Hawkeye behind, in Korea.

Korea never left Hawkeye.

Korea will never leave Ben. Not for as long as he lives.

[Inspired by @obliviousmelon's post]

[lunareel]

You've described the relationship between Luigi and General Guy, but we haven't really got to know what is personality is like in this au.

Can you help clarify what he's like?

His loyalty to Bowser has been removed. He is instead mistrustful of royalty, more so for how I am going to be using King Wart in this setup. I do want to keep the pompous vibe/tone he has, alongside him talking in a very formal manner.

This is based off his fight with Mario in Paper Mario 64 he calls him sir for a majority of the battle while slipping in insults towards him.

He has a strong dislike for both Bowser, Kamek and Merlon. He looks down upon the Mushroom Kingdom for how easy it has been to hide beneath their noses. He is neutral to Mario at best. He wants to help Luigi reconnect with Mario, but he does not like the reconnection potentially causing Luigi to leave and never look back.

With all that being said when thinking of him talking like Gordon Ramsey.

[saintsenara]

Hi! My curiosity was v v piqued by your proclamation in a recent ask that Hermione was by far least favourite character in the series-- not because I disagree, but because I agree, see; for me, it was always a kind of knee-jerk reaction to the incessant pedestaling of her in fandom spaces. I'd be very curious to know what it was for you or if the fanon contributed to it in some way (i totally recognise that letting fanon interpretations of a character sour the canon character itself is a wee bit silly).

no, i've been a #hater since day one.

it's nothing to do with fanon!hermione [who i primarily find boring], and nor is it about film!hermione [who is the trigger for fanon!hermione is also therefore boring]. emma watson seems perfectly fine - i can't say she's someone whose life and career i care to follow closely, but that's the case for the rest of the cast of the film series - and so it's nothing to do with projection about her either.

it's for the reason that i find - and have always found - real-life people who are like book!hermione extremely difficult to get along with.

i still think she's a fascinating character and a complex, interesting person. i'm not going to be found bashing her, and i think she's compelling to explore as her canon self - warts and all - without the tiresome flattening she undergoes in order to become flawless in fanon...

but she's not a character i have ever clicked with or related to - and so she's not my priority when it comes to what i get out of fandom either. if she were real, there are no circumstances in which we would ever be anything more than glacially polite acquaintances. there are some people who see her on the page and think "that's me" and go through the books engaging with her character as a friend - and who are then driven to seek out fandom content which focuses on her, whether in a romantic context or not - but i am definitely not one of them.

which was actually a really interesting way to experience the harry potter books as a pop culture phenomenon.

a lot of fandom conversation about the way the books approach gender is now fairly critical - and quite rightly, given the real-world impact jkr's views on gender have. but i do think this criticism sometimes fails to appreciate just how dire the representation of female characters in children's media used to be - especially in children's media which was aimed primarily at boys or equally at boys and girls.

hermione was genuinely groundbreaking as a female main character in a piece of children's literature not exclusively aimed at girls who was allowed to be annoying without being an antagonist, and frightened without being a damsel in distress, and girly without being vacuous, and loyal without being a doormat, and argumentative without being preachy, and clever without needing to be preternaturally brilliant, and respected by harry and ron without it ever really being a big deal. her fingerprints are all over the representation of child and teen girls in contemporary media, no matter how far removed the creators are from jkr in terms of style or opinions, and there is a reason why so many girls identified with her when the books were coming out.

and it was genuinely really fascinating for me growing up to not have been one of them.

[not least because of the negative aspects of her becoming such an important character. above all the idea that - instead of this being a sexist stereotype rooted in ideas of female obedience and inability to be as intellectually limitless as men - intelligent girls would actively want to be seen as diligent, well-behaved, and disinterested in challenging authority...]

[a-crazy-fangirl]

SPN posting ahead!

This might be a controversial take, but I am firmly of the opinion that Dean full on settled for Lisa and didn’t really love her like he thought he did.

NOTE: I SAY THIS WITH ALL THE LOVE AND RESPECT FOR LISA!! My hand to God, I’m not trying to be a hater or anything like that. Lisa’s perfectly fine, I just think she and Dean aren’t compatible.

I think he stayed with her because she checked a lot of the boxes of what he thought he wanted. Like on paper, Lisa should be perfect for him. Lisa and her lifestyle embodies what Dean thought he wanted— a picket fence life away from hunting with a hot, down to earth woman and a good kid that idolizes him. It was what his Dad was fighting to avenge, so I think Dean internalized his dad’s desires and goals and saw it as the be all and end all of what someone should want. And again, like he was taught from a very young age, achievement of “goals” and “tasks” as defined by his dad should supersede whatever “””fantasies””” he had for himself (aka his own desires, thoughts, and feelings).

So in that light, maybe his emotional connection with Lisa wasn’t as good as he had experienced with other women, but she was supportive enough and offered a lifestyle that he thought he wanted, so he made due with her fully expecting the rest of the pieces to fall into place. I think he expected that, based on what his dad taught him, if he was a good partner and did what he was supposed to do, the love and happiness would inevitably follow.

I think the fact it didn’t was a part of the reason he went back to hunting with Sam so readily.

Above all, I think the failure of his relationship with Lisa was a moment of serious growth for Dean.

I want to preface this by saying I don’t think he settled intentionally like some kind of fuckboy. He truly cared about Lisa and Ben, without a doubt, and I fully believe he went into that relationship thinking he was right where he wanted and needed to be. I don’t think he went into it lightly or casually by any stretch of the imagination.

But I think his relationship with Lisa, and the way it failed over the course of season 5/6, taught him that a relationship has to be more than just your idealized concept of what a partner (and a relationship) should be. It also involves the connection and truth, no matter how messy or vulnerable that maybe. That, and that it doesn’t always match up with what you expect it should be.

What cements my theory for me is the relationships he had with people that were fully a part of his entire life, warts and all. He loved Cassie. He was on his way to loving Jo. He loved Benny. And he loved Castiel.

His connections with those who truly saw and understood him for who he was in his entirety were far deeper than what he got from someone so far removed from his life.

Looking beyond what’s textual and more into my spitball, head canon opinions, if the show had been fair to Dean, he would have ended up with a fellow hunter— I think that would have been the only way Dean could have had a “real” love interest. Dean is a very emotional man and I think he would need someone who really fully understood him. He never really got that in any long-term fling that was well depicted in the show, which sucks. I think, after everything, he deserved that. I wish we had had at least one lady that matched his freak

(It would have been Jo but the fandom motherfuckers in the mid/late 00s fucked that up for us 🤬)

TLDR!! Lisa strikes me more as someone who John would have liked Dean to pursue rather than someone Dean would have organically sought out on his own. For that reason, the relationship failed because it was what Dean thought he wanted rather than what he actually wanted.

[laurancezvahlslefteyebrow]

SHADOW KNIGHT HEADCANONS

aka things from my rewrite

idea from @xerith-42 <- <- <-

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Appearance:

They have pointed ears. They’re not as large as an elf’s or half elf’s ears, really just the size of a human’s ear… But pointed.

They’re skin sparkles. (Edward who?) Idk why I added this I just like the idea of Laury lookin like he’s rocking body glitter 24/7 ig. It’s most noticeable in direct sunlight.

They’re eyes are reflective, like a cats, and often glow in the dark. They’re eyes also appear more… empty… than a regular person’s. Almost uncanny.

When in their full Shadow Knight form, their irises become red, and the whites of their eyes turn black. The skin around their eyes also becomes red and cracked, almost irritated looking.

They have fangs. Much like this v

They each have a scar pertaining to the way in which they died. (Assuming it wasn’t something like poison). It is usually a dark grey or black color, but not always.

When they are premature, their fingers and toes are blacken. This is called the corruption. Each SK has at least some, but the amount tells you how long they resisted gaining their immortality. The longer they go without gaining their immortality, the further up the corruption creeps, only stopping at the shoulders and hips.

They have Rune Scars and Tattoos. The tattoo is located on their palms and is the source of their SK abilities. It’s embedded with the curse of binding so it cannot be removed or carved out. The scars are on their face, three claw marks on each cheek. These are referred to as The Tears. These scars enhance their SK abilities.

While in their full SK form, their scar runes turn black and emanate pure darkness. Their fingernails also grow into claws that are extremely sharp and nearly unbreakable.

All SKs appear pale, no matter their skin tone. They have no red/pink/orange undertones bc their blood technically no longer flows.

They often appear very ridged or mannequin like. Standing either too perfectly or too hunched over. Again, uncanny.

Because of all these physical traits, Shadow Knights are very easy to spot, assuming you know what to look for. Many trying to hide or blend in, will hide their heads, faces, and hands.

THE… OTHER STUFF:

Their body temperature fluctuates quite a bit. Generally, theyre cold to the touch, because yk their dead. But when they feel strong emotions like anger or happiness their temp rises, possibly to the point where they feel feverish. The only emotions that actively make them colder are sadness and fear.

Their temp also rises when the Calling comes a knocking. Rising hotter and hotter the longer they try to ignore or fight it.

^ Inspired by a convo with @xerith-42

It’s impossible to sleep in the Nether, though the reason is unknown. Because of this, Shadow Knights don’t require sleep. They still can sleep, but it’s not a necessity. Premature Shadow Knights however, still become tired and can still feel the physical repercussions of having no sleep.

Similarly, SKs also no longer need to eat or drink. However again, prematures do. Since not much grows in the nether, they’re forced to eat Nether Wart. It’s essentially a very tough, charcoal tasting mushroom. It’s their only source of food OR water as water cannot be found anywhere else in the Nether.

While they’re in the Nether, their blood becomes cold to accommodate for the extreme heat. Because of this they need to be careful about regulating their emotions while in the nether so their blood doesn’t overheat.

Nether time is faster than Overworld time. A year in the Nether is only a few months in the Overworld, if that.

Premature SKs can be killed the same ways a human can be, due to their lack of immortality. A full SK however, is a bit more tricky. Their physical form can be killed, though it is more difficult due to a combination of things, but they respawn. If their body dies, is will *poof* disappear and reappear back in the Nether on an alter. The amount of time it takes to respawn depends on the severity of their injury. A full SK can only be permanently killed with an enchanted Netherite weapon (hehe minecraft reference). These are extremely rare and hard to come by. …Zenix has one…

When a PMSK (Premature Shadow Knight) is trained, they fight against real, full SKs. They could very well be killed during their training, call it natural selection. The PM is expected to kill the Full SKs they’re fighting against.

Soul sand houses the souls of innocent lives taken by Shadow Knights. Their souls not only add fuel to their power, but also gives strength to the Shadow Lord/Shad.

In Shad’s eyes, someone with magicks or brains is often more valuable than someone who is physically strong. Though physical strength is needed in order to be a SK, if they are not particularly clever and they have no magicks, they aren’t very useful. Often used as simple pawns or sacrifices.

The first ever Shadow Knight was some random guy named Randal. He didn’t fit any of the criteria, in fact he was just some farmer who ate a bad potato and suffered the consequences. Shad only resurrected him to experiment a bit.

A Shadow Knight’s armor isn’t actually armor. It’s more like a shell that pops out when their body recognizes it’s needed. Or at least when it thinks it does. These shells are generally identical, but they do each have some variations depending on the person and their alignment. Their weapons are an extension of this shell as well, and can be any hand held weapon. Weather is a sword, hammer, mace, or even daggers. Swords are just most people’s go-to. Along with this, they cannot drop their weapons as they are basically a part of them. The only way to rid of it is by… sucking?? it back into the shell. Think of venom. But less… slimy.

They’re impervious to fire/lava. At any stage, full or pm.

Oooookay that’s all I got

Thanks for reading this far love ya mwah mwah

[g0nta-g0kuhara]

Hello! :] I saw your post recently regarding the pervasive feeling of shame in newer fans re: Danganronpa, and it really resonated. I wanted to offer my two cents as a fandom old/armchair fandom archeologist that's hopefully a little heartening:

I remember back in 2012/2013 when Danganronpa was beloved, during the height of the SomethingAwful TL days. It was a genuinely fun time to be into things, especially as people were getting excited for an EN release, something that I do think the fandom deserves a little credit in making happen. I was there for the UDG release, DR3 anime, and the lead-up to v3's release, and unfortunately, I think the fact that all three of those entries were in some ways polarizing effectively memory-holed a lot of people into believing Danganronpa was never "good" to begin with, which makes it a lot easier to pick out its flaws and give it a bit of a weird reputation now.

(As a tangent, but some more context that might help: Danganronpa also got really big on my neck of the woods in Tumblr during one of the big Homestuck hiatuses. Back in the day there was a lot of fandom crossover, which I don't really think is the case nowadays, but I think for people that were either in both fandoms and had negative experiences, or people outside who disliked either/or, they've been inextricably linked together as part of a particular "time" in Tumblr/internet history that isn't remembered fondly. So, I have a theory that a lot of secondhand Danganronpa disdain comes from misplaced disdain for the other Big Thing at the time.

This also overlapped with the tail end of the big SuperWhoLock era to my memory, which is usually much more focused on which discussing Tumblr history. Which is a shame, because I feel like this particular transitional era of Tumblr "fandom" history has been underdiscussed because of it!

None of this is excusing some of the things I've seen said about DR fans and the ways people have been iced out for liking it, but I find trying to understand the factors at play always helps my mind figure out how to process these things.)

However: time moves on. This isn't permanent. Having gone back and re-experienced the whole series some 5+ years removed, I was able to find joy in parts of the series that, while I was in the thick of a shift in fandom attitude, didn't appreciate as much as I think I should have. I didn't absolutely love everything, but I had so much fun, it almost felt like I was experiencing things again for the first time.

I want to believe the same thing will happen as we get some time removed, as people get nostalgic for things and get older and understand that you can love something flawed, criticize it, and not feel shame for it. I always welcome fresh faces discovering something for the first time, but I think that some day, a lot of older fans can come back and embrace it as well. Sometimes you need time and life and a few extra years on you. I'm living proof of it! :P

Of course, this is just one person's perspective from one slice of the fandom. But I remain hopeful. There really is nothing else quite like Danganronpa for me, warts and all. You don't have to post this publicly or anything if you don't want to, but I wanted to offer a little hope to go with your thoughts. :') and I hope you have a great day!

Oh man, I really really appreciate this message. I am really interested in the perspective of fans who have been here for so long, and I always feel a little out of my depth talking about old (read: 2018 and before) DR fandom because despite seeing a Lot of it in my blog-diving, I still wasn't there. It's genuinely wonderful to hear that it was beloved like that, even if only fully for the first two installments.

I HAVE noticed a weird amount of homestuck/dr crossover in my searches, so that totally makes sense! Hell, my first exposure to DR on tumblr was a homestuck blog I followed back in 2017/2018ish (for the artstyle, I haven't read homestuck) that also posted a lot about Kazuichi. That's super cool!

While I feel like today, there is at least a little bit of fondness (even if it is a little ironic) for superwholock days, I see very little talk of homestuck. And when I do, it is usually with the same flavour of "Wow that fandom was so crazy" as old-DR.

I think there is usually this reactionary retrospective on site-wide popular fandoms to some degree after they start to wane in size. I saw it when I was in the TMA fandom. That thing was a monster, and over all I felt more stressed there than I ever feel now with DR. And after it ended, and really even During those last few episodes, you could feel a level of distaste for the piece of media growing. Although it never really reached critical mass like DR.

Maybe its even more apparent with something like Steven Universe- when it was actively coming out there was so much disdain for it (from some people) and for the fandom. I was there, on the sidelines, but I saw it all and it wasn't fun. But after its finale and a couple years of silence, people now seem to have come around and realized, whoa, so much about all that discourse was way overblown. I feel like a couple years ago there could still have been this sense of "cringe" posting about steven universe, while today its a lot more neutral.

Of course, it's kind of weird to compare DR and SU, and the nature of outside of fandom perspectives on them is not the same. The level of disdain for people posting SU never reached the point of DR either. But if it's anything to go by, I feel like there is hope eventually for people to stop having an immediate knee-jerk reaction to it. To look back and realize, "hey, that was actually pretty good," or "I didn't really appreciate this the first time." Or even just "It's fine actually to have nuanced take on this piece of media I don't like that concludes with them still liking it." I feel like we already got a mini-version of that in 2020, but since that's when I joined I can't speak too much on it.

Small tangent aside, I really appreciate this. I also hope people can come back around to it, or at least appreciate that it made them or other people happy at the time c:

[hazbinvixen]

Woohoo! Strange Love is finally complete and I want to share some of my thoughts and feelings about the story and writing process. Strange Love is my Huskerdust/Valangel fic and it deals with heavy topics such as abuse, coercive control, homophobia, rape, and touches on the emotional and the mental impact on survivors of such things. Because these are heavy topics,  I will be sharing my thoughts beneath the “Keep Reading” button below for anyone who is interested. If these topics are too heavy for you, please protect your peace, and keep scrolling. 

Strange Love is my first Hazbin Hotel fanfic, and in many ways it shows. I was still learning a lot of the tropes, the fanon, and the general lore of Hazbin Hotel that wasn’t mentioned or was lightly touched upon in the series. However, Strange Love still holds a special place in my heart, partly because it was my first fic, but also because it gave me a place to hold a discussion about a topic that I was passionate about, but that I only had a handful of people who I could talk to about it in real life.

Everytime someone left a comment praising Val for being “so normal” yet still in character, I was elated, because that was what I wanted readers to experience. I wanted readers to see how someone like Val could be so appealing to Angel, and how normalized Val’s behavior either was or became to Angel. I wanted to show Val slowly chipping away at Angel, and how through praise, love, and affection, Val isolated Angel and turned Angel against his own support system, albeit, an also toxic and abusive support system. I wanted to show just how insidious this process could be, and how it left Angel not just questioning himself, but blaming himself for what had happened to him. 

And that was the other thing I hoped to capture too, which was the hurt, confusion, and guilt that Angel went through when he was with Val and after he believes Val is dead. That even when an abuser is gone, their hooks remain in their victims, and it is a long, slow, confusing, and painful process of removing every hook. While this story does end on a high note, the reality is that Angel’s recovery process is just beginning. It will be a long time before he is fully healed, but he’s at least taken his first steps by getting rid of Val permanently and believing that he (Angel) deserves better.  

Writing this story was in no way easy. Besides having to tackle such heavy topics and the mental/emotional load that comes with them, alternating between past and present timelines was its own challenge. One moment, I would write out a scene where Val is manipulating and degrading Angel, and the next I’d switch to Angel being comforted by Husk. It would be an emotional whiplash as I was writing. I wouldn’t change it, though. Showing the past and present in tandem was a nice way to highlight the differences and similarities between Angel’s relationship with Val versus his with Husk. 

Plus, it’s always good to have some lighter moments to break up the dark. 

While it is bittersweet to see this story end, I am happy that it has ended. When I started this fic, I really didn’t know if I would complete it, and there were many times when I told myself I should quit and delete it. Seeing it done now—warts and all—I can’t help but feel happy. 

And to everyone who read Strange Love, thank you for reading my story. 

[voparwave69]

anyways i have 96tained a lump 9f wart

Bruh....how did you remove your own motherficking wart...that takes talent 💯

[dgdraws]

OC tober Day 3: Old OC

For today I rustled up some very old crackfic I cowrote with a friend in middle school. Pa Grape from VeggieTales is there but the rest of the cast is, well, certainly very original.

Enjoy this 315 words of absolute nonsense :)

A Short Pirate Story

Once upon a time there was a tiny little pirate. He was about one foot tall. His name was Lil' Jon Silver. Jon loved a fairy. Her name was Liver. She had big blue eyes and a small liver. But Liver didn't love Silver, she loved a toad.

One day the toad got stepped on by Cap'n Crunch A.K.A. Paa Grape. Paa Grape's cousin's uncle's nephew's great grandma twice removed was Pokkadot. Pokkadot loved sheep, whose neighbor was the dead toad. The Party at the swamp was only for pirates and relatives but everyone came because they were all related.

"This will be sure to get the fairies staircase," the dead toad cried.

"Stop the music, he can't speak, he's dead!" yelled Paa Grape.

"No he's not," argued the Big Bad Wolf.

"I'll kill ye with my bare hands!" screamed Paa.

"You don't have any hands to bare!" the wolf argued.

"Then I'll kick you!" Paa yelled.

"You don't have feet!" argued the wolf.

"Then how did you step on me?" the toad questioned questionally.

Suddenly a doctor appeared out of nowhere! "No, he was here the whole time, he's my third cousin twice removed on my mothers side," the wolf argued.

"You argue a lot, you need anger management classes," the toad counseled.

"Okay," the wolf argued, "I'll go."

"Look At ThEsE wArTs! ThEy NeEd To Be IcEd OfF iMmEdlaTeLy!" the doctor cried in alternate caps. He prepared to whisk off the toad to Hospital Land, a magical land of syringes and bed pans, where the smell of ammonia lingers forever.

~~~~*in hospital land*~~~~

"Now all I nEeD IS a GrApE."

"You wouldn't dare... OH-NO!"

Dun-dun-dun!

What will happen next? Tune in next time to find out! Will Pa Grape be wine?-or Will he be normal? Will they get drunk off him?-or Will he be normal? The answers to these burning questions and more!

[dragon-communion]

Considering one of the very glaring issues about Omens is excessive, debilitating horn growth that cannot be removed without extreme agony and blood loss despite everything perfumers can throw at them… I wonder if it’s possible to at least do mitigation work on horns by trying to “train” their growth like bonsai trees with wired guiding and tension. Like I cannot find this technique being applied to natural horned animals, since I don’t know of any that have quite the same issue as Omens, but in theory it might be able to avoid incidents like Mohg’s eye getting gouged out.

What’re your thoughts on it?

Oh you have unlocked Pandora's Box hon. When I was a kid I hyperfixated on unicorns, and because I was a strange kid I hyperfixated on unicorn scams. Also I grew up near an ungodly amount of cows. While I am certainly not an expert on horns, I know enough about them to say:

calves can be chemically dehorned

modifications like any of the following are best started young

horn weights are used in real life to encourage the curvature of horns

filing is another fairly easy technique, involving filing one side of the horn a bit to encourage it to grow that direction

other suggestions I've seen include tying the horns or housing the cow in a particularly small stall so the horns are bumped often

On young cattle, the horns actually start as little buds detached from the skull like so:

And as they age, they grow in and connect like this:

Even young cattle can still be dehorned entirely, but after... two years, or thereabouts, it becomes pretty risky. I'm pretty sure you can take an inch or two off the top of an adult cow with no problems, but don't quote me on that.

Chemical dehorning is basically like when they chemically freeze off a wart at the doctor. Kill that entire section of skin, let it scab off, no more horn. Best done very young.

I'm mostly using cattle as an example because I know of cases where a horn just curled around and tried to impale the poor thing's own head, and also you're probably only going to find horn training in domesticated horned animals anyway. I'd be curious if anyone does this to goats, but my guess is goats do what they want regardless of man or god.

So! In summation, particularly for Mohg, I think it would've been extremely possible to train his horn away from self-mutilation. By the time he was old enough for it to be a problem, though, he was likely already in the Shunning Grounds and I hear the healthcare down there is piss poor.

While there are goats in Elden Ring there is a distinct lack of cattle, and given the stigma against horns in general I really have to wonder if anyone knows how to take care of them? Maybe the Crucible Knights, but if they do they aren't talking.

As a side note: remember when I mentioned unicorn scams? If I'm remembering my facts right, it's possible to move the horn buds while an animal is still young to the center of their forehead, so it'll grow there instead. Considering one can only hope that omens are born with soft little buds instead of horns, it would theoretically be possible to alter the placement of horns too, in addition to removing them entirely.

[heavenlyhoundoom]

Me roasting Unova.

Victini: Despite being the victory pokemon, you seem to have a lot of weaknesses.

Snivy: Remember smug leaf?

Servine: Enjoy having limbs while you can.

Serperior: I'm a snake, slithering in your garden.

The tepig line: Who wants pork dinner?

Oshawott: Ash's most useless pokemon.

Dewott and Samurott: Have a biped evolve into a quadruped, and no one bats an eye, but have a quadruped evolve into biped and all the fans go wild.

Patrat and Watchog: Have you two been skipping sleep? I mean just look at those eyes.

Lillipup: It's funny how Gamefreak indirectly admitted they think dogs are smarter than kids.

Herdier: You're not a pokemon. You're just a cartoon dog. Don't lie.

Stoutland: This pokemon has shed a lot of tears.

Purrloin: The Angelica of the pokemon world.

Liepard: Galarian Articuno, you are not.

Passage: This is most likely what inspired Grookey.

Simisage: Hello, Johnny Bravo wannabe.

Pansear: I wouldn't be able to guess it was based on the hear no evil monkey if it didn't have its hand by its ear.

Simisear: How does it feel to be one of the most hated pokemon?

Panpour: It's not even trying to hint towards it being the see no evil monkey pokemon!

Simipour: Props to this pokemon for not conforming to toxic masculinity.

Munna and Musharna: I'm creeped out by these pokemon looking like fetuses.

Pidove, Tranquill, and Unfezant: I feel like these have to be some of the most unnecessarily hated pokemon.

Blitzle and Zebstrika: I thought we were in America, not Africa.

Roggenrola: So is this supposed to be a rock eye?

Boldore: It's really forgettable outside of being one of Ash's pokemon in the anime.

Gigalith: Just Golem 2.0.

Woobat and Swoobat: Zubat and Golbat but fluffier.

Drilbur and Excadrill: These guys hate when you reset before saving.

Audino: I love this pokemon, but its name is just a corny pun.

Timburr, Gurdurr, and Conkeldurr: Were the vains necessary?

Tympole: I always forget that this is pure water type.

Palpitoad: Don't worry, you'll get arms eventually.

Seismitoad: Are those giant warts heavy?

Sawk and Throh: Insert Muppet joke here.

Sewaddle: Its mouth looks like a fortune cookie.

Swadloon: It looks like it was forced out of bed.

Leavanny: Dem legs.

Venipede: This pokemon is pretty forgettable if I can't think of a way to roast them.

Whirlipede: 360!

Scolipede: The bug centaur

Cottonee: How does it feel to be just a head?

Whimsicott: I saw it without hair, and it looks like a gingerbread man.

Petilil: Why would people just eat their leaves?

Lilligant: This pokemon is way too high maintenance!

Basculin: Mmmm...fish fry....

Sandile, Krokorok, and Krookodile: Again, I thought we were in America, not Africa.

Darumaka: What sick people would put this pokemon's shit in their clothes!?

Darmanitan: Look at that thousand yard stare.

Maractus: Why does it have an OwO face?

Dwebble and Crustle: So crab = water type, but hermit crab = bug type? Seems about right.

Scraggy and Scrafty: The fact they wear their dead skin is kinda gross.

Sigilyph: Ah, yes, biblically accurate pokemon...

Yamask and Cofagrigus: It goes from having a sad story to being another disturbing ghost type.

Tirtouga and Carracosta: These two are overshadowed by their bird like counterpart.

Archen and Archeops: The most crippling ability besides Slow start.

Trubbish and Garbodor: They're literally garbage pokemon. Need I say more?

Zorua and Zoroark: The edgy fur bait pokemon.

Minccino and Cinccino: I don't know if these pokemon would love or hate that I'm messy.

Gothita: Stop staring at me with those soulless eyes!

Gothorita: Are the weird growths on your head supposed to represent earrings?

Gothitelle: The goth gf pokemon.

Solosis, Duosion, and Reuniclus: So we're making cell pokemon without considering the implications?

Ducklett and Swanna: Actual ugly duckling pokemon.

Vanillite, Vanillish, and Vanilluxe: Mmmm...icecream...

Deerling and Sawsbuck: To bad you were made for a feature that was removed the next generation.

Emolga: Why did they made this pokemon a gluttonous bitch in the anime?

The Karrablast line and the Shelmet line: You think these two would be next to each other in the pokedex, but no.

Foongus and Amoonguss: Based on a stupid pun.

Frillish and Jellicent: These pokemon are total psychos!

Alomomola: I feel like not making this the evolution of luvdisc was one of the biggest missed opportunities.

Joltik and Galvantula: Stop stealing my phone energy, damn you!

Farroseed: Deadliest egg ever.

Ferrothorn: Deadliest plant.

Klink, Klang, and Klinklang: Lamest pokemon ever.

Tynamo: It looks like a certain hygiene product.

Eelektrik: Laziest name ever.

Eelektross: Now the only pokemon with no weaknesses outside of certain pokemon holding a balloon.

Elgyem and Beheeyem: More ultra beast before ultra beast were a thing.

Litwick, Lampent, and Chandelure: These guys have some of the most fucked up dex entries!

Axew, Fraxure, and Haxorus: Do you guys need braces?

Cuchoo: Someone give this pokemon a tissue!

Beartic: Is that a snot beard!?

Cryogonal: Why does this pokemon learn attract?

Stunfisk: The punching bag pokemon.

Mienfoo and Mienshao: 🎶Everyone was kung-fu fighting!🎶

Druddigon: This looks over desined.

Golett and Golurk: I swear these pokemon are in every region after their debut.

Pawniard and Bisharp: These pokemon make more sense in Galar than Unova.

Bouffalant: Disco tauros.

Rufflet and Braviary: Now we have some actually american pokemon.

Vullaby: Is that skull diaper uncomfortable?

Mandibuzz: Another unfortunate japanese name.

Heatmor: Only created to eat another pokemon.

Durant: How does that 4x fire weakness feel?

Deino: How can you see?

Zweilous: How awful would it be to have another head that enemies with you?

Hydreigon: Why would anyone want to obtain such a destructive pokemon in the pokemon universe?

Larvesta: I bet this used to be Snoop Dogg's favorite pokemon.

Volcarona: The hardest bug type to evolve.

Cobalion, Terrakion, and Virizion: The three musketeers.

Keldeo: And the forgotten forth member.

Tornadus, Thundurus, and Landorus: Why is Landorus after the box legendaries instead of being next to the other genies?

Reshiram: Were the crotch feathers necessary?

Zekrom: It kinda reminds me of shadow lugia.

Kyurem: Can you pick up anything with those tiny arms?

Meloetta: Look at this Miku wannabe.

Genesect: Another cautionary tale of trying to tamper with the forces of nature.