#necromancy tw

[theloveinc]

Yandere!pro-hero!Deku but only in sense that he’s unable to cope with losing you. He has all the money in Japan so what else is he supposed to do but find someone with a quirk that can bring you back to life?

He’s the reason you died in the first place, and Deku is convinced he’s got to make it up to you somehow, to fill the dip in the bed that you made but no longer fill, to patch the hole left in his heart by a villain out for revenge…

It’s not the same when you wake up, you’re half rotten by the time he finds someone to reanimate you, skin falling off from being frozen in his basement (and that’s something they can’t fix and he doesn’t know who to call to help…)

But you’re alive again. There in his living room, your living room. Blinking and breathing and walking, even if it’s uneven somewhat from the loss of some of your smaller digits and all that muscle.

He says your name and you look but don’t respond, something the necromancer would say might happen… the brain never quite makes a full recovery if stopped once, but Deku knows the old you is in there, deep down somewhere, and he’s determined not to lose you again.

[darkwingsnark]

‘So what if Mario died?’

A Bowsario AU idea.

Step 1.) kill the man. Pick your poison, could be as simple as Mario dying during a more routine kidnapping or even one of the more random and evil villains. Point is, at the end of the day, you need a body-- so no King Boo trapping him in paintings just to rip it up.

Step 2.) Bowser can’t let it go. He doesn’t exactly know why, his own feelings mixed up with emptiness and anger from Mario having the gull to DIE. Real rude, man. Well Bowser isn’t going to just sit there and let the man be dead. It isn’t in the cards, at least not the ones he’s playing with-- Bowser always stacking things in his favor. So he waits for some time after the funeral so as to not having witnesses as he sends peeps off to steal a whole Mario. Just snatched him from the ground-- free dead man.

Step 3.) Resurrection. You’ve heard of Dry Bones and Dry Bowser, now lets see how you deal with Dry Mario. That’s right, Bowser has Kamek do some necromancy. Mario wakes in a gasp-- despite not having lungs-- not having memories of his death. He probably thinks it’s still mid adventure. He realizes he’s in Bowser’s castle, and of course he’s just going to break out. No kidnapping good ol’ Mario. Not today!

Step 4.) Mario fights his way out only to be confronted by Bowser. Bowser is relieved to see him alive and moving. He’s missed him far more than he realized. Of course, this jubilation is kind of put on hold as Mario goes on a whole spiel about how Bowser can’t kidnap him. He has things to do! He was in the middle of a mission! It is then Bowser realizes Mario doesn’t KNOW. Bowser tries to calmly explain to him that he died. He brought him back. Mario doesn’t believe him because, why would he? Bowser tries to convince him while they fight through the castle, only for one point Bowser finds a reflective object or rips a mirror off a wall to show him. Mario stop mid-attack to look at himself in horror.

Step 5.) Bowser... what have you done? It’s a lot, maybe too much to the point Mario’s unable to keep himself together as he literally falls apart. It is later that Mario wakes up again, this time in a different room altogether. It’s a room with accommodations like bed, separate bathroom, closet, bookshelf. And so on. Mario remembers what happened before fading to black, and looks at his arms. In shock he goes to the bathroom and looks in the mirror to take himself in. What he sees is this:

He is alone as he tries to do his best to evaluate the situation. First thing he needs to somewhat feel like himself. He is immensely relieved when he sees the closet has his trademark outfit-- down to the gloves, shoes, and even a hat. Mario gets dressed just to see less of himself, as well as the fact he feels naked. I mean, the guy is all bones, not even skin to make him naked. But it’s the principle of it! Step 6.) At some point he is visited by Bowser and gets more information out of him. He finds out what happened to him, how long he’s been dead. His instinct is to go back to Luigi, to make sure he’s okay. But Bowser and Kamek are able to convince him that woah woah woah... Green Stache? He was hurt the most from all of this, maybe don’t go over there and traumatize the guy more? It’s actually sound logic, and that surprises Mario. Enough that he’s able to listen out what Bowser’s plan is. They brought him back from the dead, sure easy enough. They do it all the time. But they’ve never turned people back into full on flesh people before. But there are theories that it can be done. They’re working on trying to restore him fully so that everything can go back to normal.

Mario essentially ends up staying with Bowser as they’re trying to figure things out. He at least makes Bowser promise to have people watch Luigi so that he doesn’t get worse. And to keep an eye on the Mushroom Kingdom in general. But meanwhile it’s Mario just... hanging. Trying to make himself useful, asking to go on mission to find herbs and stuff that Kamek needs to restore him. Lots of bonding with Bowser. And through it Mario finally asks ‘why did you do all of this?’ Only for Bowser to tell him ‘because the thought of having to act like things were normal without you being around scared me’. Mario learns just how important they are to each other’s lives, and during the journey/event fall in love.

[joyfulmagic]

Aislin Verse: Pushing Daisies (ME Verse)

Private verse with @onewithagun

Rather than getting a PhD in Art History & Medieval History, Aislin went to school after college to become a medical examiner, following in her older sister’s footsteps regarding studying medicine and the human body.

With her powers, being able to temporarily raise and heal the deceased, and uses these abilities to “wake” the bodies on her table to discover how exactly they died or their final memories. It only lasts for five minutes as to not drain Aislin’s own life force, but it aids her.

She usually works with investigators on difficult cases due to her supposed amazing autopsy skills and the speed at which she’s able to get a correct conclusion on cause and time of death.

Her job is located at the same hospital as her older half-sister, Relta, works at when she’s doing her residency, along with her girlfriend, Lovina’s, job as a paramedic.

No one knows her secret, but how long can you hide an undead body? Inspired by the TV Show Pushing Daisies

[nekrotisch]

@thanatologie asked:

[ listen ] sender listens to receiver explain something they're passionate about

PROMPTS FOR ORDINARY THINGS THAT FEEL INTIMATE || Accepting

While they sat in the library, Cassandra in her usual chair, she found herself sitting on the edge of the seat as she spoke. "While I was an apprentice, I discovered by accident that if you added some finely ground fade-touched serpentstone into the embalming fluid, the subsequent raising took less mana from the caster, as if the mana that was used was more efficient."

"And I swear, the undead moved faster than what is typical for others in it's state of decay. I considered it may have been the latent affinity for electricity in the serpentstone." She shifted back into her seat a bit, just enough her arms rested on her knees. "I couldn't recreate it, however, since the first time was completely accidental and thus I didn't know the correct ratios of the ingredients."

She shifted forward again, the heel of her right foot bouncing in excitement. "I tried a few times, but once it sent feedback down the connection when I tried to raise it and I ended up half way across the embalming room and in the infirmary for a week. "

Perhaps a bit if embarrassment, typically if she spoke so long and energetically about the necromantic arts someone who look green, or excuse themselves. The bounce in her knee slowed to a stop.

"I apologize, I'm sure you've heard your fill of the antics of a junior Watcher."

[fantasiesandfolklore]

open starter // muse: aislin // v: la memoire

"Believe me, you do not want to anger me," La Memoire warned the person standing opposite her. La Memoire was hurt, badly, but not by the person she warned. Fortunately, the two liches she'd created were protecting her and she healed rapidly.

Twisting one gloved hand at an unnatural angle, La Memoire summoned her two liches, their bodies fully healed and revived, their minds in tact, yet controlled by La Memoire until she put their souls back to rest. They gawked awkwardly at the person, yet were never the less intimidating.

"You are messing with powers you don't understand, you couldn't understand. Please get out of my way," she said politely, using her voice modifier again, her costume showing off her body with how tight it was, yet masking her identity extremely well.

"I don't wish to hurt you," she added, trying to calm down from the adrenaline rush from the fight she was still healing from.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

My parents were discussing necromancy through PowerPoint.

[whereserpentswalk]

You're so lucky to have been brought back from the dead. Most necromancers would have given up on you entirely, most people are put in the grave with a lot more material left on them than you are. None of your body was still usable, but your soul was miraculously hanging on after your injuries. They were able to keep your ethereal self bound to this world, and make you a new body to possess.

Your new body is made of leather, and cloth, and rubber, and plastic and steel. It looks almost like a puppet of sorts. It's most human shaped, and with your soul inside of it it moves just like a human would. But all it has for a face is a gas mask, and hood to make it look a bit less bald. Where your eyes should be, those little glass fixtures, glow a deep red, perhaps as a reminder of something.

Everyone in your family is trying to be very casual. They don't expect any of it to phase you. Mabye they want to be seen as accepting but you don't know what they mean by that. They expect you to still go to all your college classes, expect you to still try and find work, to do all the things you're still technically able to do. They don't want you to spend time recovering, apparently it makes your family sad to see you "feeling sorry for yourself". And your father will always be the first to remind you that he's the one who payed to have you revived, he's the one who found one of the only necromancers in the city good enough to bring you back. It's like you owe them the child they once had. They didn't bring you back to watch you mourn. And your school and work understands less, you don't feel tired or in pain anymore, you have less on an excuse then ever.

You remember your death so well. It still feels so real, and so scary, it's supposed to have been nothing, supposed to have not mattered, but you can still feel it. And everything is so diffrent in this new body, your entire body feels diffrent, just the sensation of feeling metal bones, and the feeling of having cloth where you once had skin, of feeling hard plastic where your used to your face being. You miss sleep, miss food, miss sex, you even miss pain. It hurts to see people doing all these things that you can't, they took your bed out of your room, they said you needed more space now, and you can't sleep anyway. It was so casual. You should be appreciating this, you're alive after all? Everyone expects you to be so happy all the time, to constantly be in a good mood, to constantly be ok, and you're not, all they ever play in your living room is pop music, and that's not what you want to hear right now, it's not what you listen to alone. You can't smile more, you don't have a mouth.

There's a freind you made in a faerie studies course at college, who let you talk about this with him, he only knew you for a few weeks before you got your new body. It's weird, you're able to talk to even distant freinds about feeling sad or scared more than you can your family. He hugged you, it doesn't feel the same as it did in your old body but it meant something. You told you he's happy your alive, that it doesn't matter what you do, that it's a miracle that you're alive. He told you he wants you to be alive and to be happy. So few people tell you that, nobody in your family ever did. You're expected so much to appreciate the life other people gave you, but so few people want to appreciate that you're alive.

[gehenna-checklist]

Undead SERVANTS??? Oh, so let's get this straight, just because I reanimated them does it mean I fuckin' own them? Is that it? Excuse me, I pay them a fair (but not living) wage every month with extreme consistency and you're gonna call them servants? They're my workers, you cleric bootlicker.

[astraphel]

[silvertws]

Sabre, how could you.

How could you.

Unfortunately I do not have enough colors... I will probably try to make another version... Maybe more frames... Maybe a little angsty animatic...

[cherry-blossom-qf]

Taking the phrase "eat your heart out" to a new level ❤️🩸

Yes, this is how he expands his lifespan. He became a creature that eats people's hearts and other body parts to add years to his life (hence why he looks like a zombie). Not the best solution to the shortened lifespan that was given to him at birth, but it works!

But it's not enough for him. It'll never be enough. Because no matter how many people he eats, no matter how years gets added to his lifespan, the clock will always tick. He's just resting the timer.

He needs something more permanent. Hence why he's still researching. To find that permanent solution, for everyone.

AU INFO HERE

[neighbourhoodthree]

>you haven't seen paul for a little while

[sunshades-frozen-sky-take-3]

An animation on my original characters

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Necromancy was real and you could do it by putting a metal statue of a frog into the taxidermied corpse of the dead person and then electrocuting the corpse.

[shysheeperz]

[entity56]

totally not projecting the horrifying feeling of 'being dead and rotting' and no longer having a soul onto an innocent OC nope no way no sir