#railroads prey animal

[locomotive-idiot]

You know those long fuck off trains that haul cargo on an intercontinental level? Like what Big Boys were used for?

Are those predator or prey mecha-megafauna?

honestly good question

i think they'd be more predator-ish? they really dont strike me as a prey creature imo,, these mfs could outpull multiple modern diesels..

the evolution of the strong prairie-crossing species is intersting though, going from a rigid frame 3 cylinder to a more flexible compound design...

dunno, its up to interpretation..!

[nateconnolly]

This is an excerpt from The Last Epileptic.

Humanity evolved to be persistence hunters. Humans can move slowly, but efficiently, and catch fast prey that exhausts itself with short bursts of energy. The human body was designed to move at a steady pace. Fast, not too fast. There was a reason that humanity was still around after all the rabbits had died. 

Cassel and Alter crouched at the edge of the basin and ate cold canned corn. They left the empty cans where they had stopped, to be crushed and ripped in the storm. Their food packs were almost empty. They would have to raid a shipping container sometime in the next week.

In a world without animals to hunt or plants to harvest, humanity had become a race of scavengers again. The railroad from Juarez to Santa Fe had passed through Portertown, and a train had been on the route when the storms began. The shipping containers were still scattered around the mountain range. Cassel and Alter had been raiding them for years. 

From hunter-gatherers to farmers to industrials, and now, back to gatherers. From inanimate dust to single cells to animals to mammals to humans, and soon, back to inanimate dust. 

You can read the rest on AO3 or Substack

[moollypop]

indigo park theory: what ARE the mascots?

i've had many thoughts on this since chapter 1 came out, so this will be a long one.

TW for animal cruelty and abuse below.

first off. they are NOT animatronics. uniquegeese has explicitly said that himself on streams, and this is added on by the fact that mollie literally gets decapitated and dies, blood spurting out of her disembodied head. lloyd and mollie also just, generally look a lot more like living, breathing creatures than just some mascot suits or robots with their fur, feathers. as well as being able to blink and emote.

so that begs the question: how do these exist, if they aren't just robots and are in fact flesh and blood? well... judging by some of the context clues we've gotten so far, i think i can make a guess:

Indigo Park created the mascots through animal experimentation and genetic remodelling.

first off, the mascots themselves. at least, in the state they appear in. they are far more reminiscent of wild, feral animals than killer animatronics or toys or what-not from most other mascot horror games. lloyd in particular stands out in this.

when we first find him, he's all curled up asleep on the theatre stage. again, another point to these being living breathing things if they require sleep. only to then run off on all fours as soon as he wakes up and notices ed, then proceeds to stalk them within the backstage. keeping to the shadows and retreating when he's spotted or isn't in position to properly attack, again, like a real lion stalking its prey until it's within striking distance.

lloyd DOES walk on two feet properly, though. primarily when he trots away after first being sighted in the backstage, and later after ed grabs the key, lloyd does physically walk around even though it isn't visible to the player and he despawns after they leave the room with the key until it's time to do the jumpscare.

(credit to horrorscoped's "what indigo park hides in rambley's railroad and theater areas" video for the screenshots)

second, and what i think is most important to answering this question: mollie macaw. it's established in her death screen that she can mimic things that she's heard, including voices, which macaws in real life can also do. and while it's hard to hear them during her chase sequence, she has SEVERAL voice lines that play. most of them are taken from the rambley's railroad ride from earlier in the chapter, but there are several others that seem to be taken from employees or guests before the park's closure. i'll link a video to them here, but the lines i'm referring to in particular are:

"Stay in your seat!"

"I wanna play with the birdie!"

"Don't touch that thing, son..."

"Get up, you stupid freak."

"Get back in your cage, bird."

"The customer is always right."

the two i'm focused on mainly are fourth and fifth ones, which are undoubtedly park employees. calling her a freak, telling her to back into HER cage... paints a very, very unpleasant picture of what's going on. one that is confirmed even more by an easter egg in rambley rush, where if you fall into the fourth pit while moving to the left, you can find a second mollie inside a cage.

verbally abused and caged up... like a mistreated animal.

so... why? why create these "mascots" instead of having employees dress up in costumes like other parks? they clearly intended to at one point, as they had at least produced a costume for rambley before the mascots entered the picture... simple, really. money.

if you were a business and wanted to maximize profits with little morals, why not try and turn animals into your company's characters for your theme park so you can avoid paying your employees a little extra for going around in costume? if companies are willing to replace writers and artists with AI, why not put in a little more effort to create something else to do that job for you instead of having to pay someone else to do it?

but, something happened. maybe one of the mascots finally had enough and attacked an employee or guest? who knows... whatever the case, the park was suddenly and quickly evacuated with the events being covered up.

and the mascots were left to rot. with no humans to supervise them and keep the instructions and training and company-mandated rules drilled into them, combined with the isolation and likely mental toll it took... they regressed. they slowly lost what made them "mascots" in all but appearance, and now? they're animals again. wild, feral animals. ones that don't see a random person as a guest to greet, but as a smaller, weaker animal. a prey.

and with so many years having passed, likely not having much in the way of food outside of any other wild animals that might happen to wander into the park... they're likely very hungry.

[popawritter12]

yandere high noon talon headcanons?

Yandere! High Noon Talon headcanons

Author's note: I like the initiative they all of you are taking, I never seriously thought about making headcanons for this skin <;3.

Chances of your loved ones being killed

We are talking about a fucking DEMON who travels on a fucking train where they take souls collected from other people.

A solid 70%

Although let's talk about if they don't die for him, they die for any of his other demon friends.

First impressions

You were an inhabitant of a seedy town, you lived with your partner in a house somewhat far from the rest of the town. While they both lived comfortably, it was more than obvious that both of you dealt with demons or other dangerous creatures.

While neither of obth of them were demon hunters, they could manage to keep other creatures or humans at bay solely to maintain their survival. Mainly they knew about the powder train, and about the “horsemen of the Apocalypse,” so to speak.

Even with all the bad experiences you had with bad blood demons, you were looking for peace with one of these. You were not a pacifist, but if you could avoid a fight where you were disadvantaged, then you avoided it.

You loved your partner very much, but you couldn't spend much time together because of their job on the railways, so most of the time you spent it alone, with you and your animals alone, you were the “perfect prey” for any demon.

However, you had some tools to defend yourself. And although more than once you questioned to what extent you could defend your beloved home and your own life from those beings eager for some soul to take, in the end there was always only one conclusion; that damn train won't take you today, or tomorrow, or that damn year.

One night, you find Talon; you had heard your dogs barking constantly and annoyingly, and it wasn't until you went outside that you saw him on the outskirts of your field, injured and weak.

Against all odds you took him home, but to a secluded place, one where your partner couldn't find him.

When he was able to speak, he just thanked you. Although you wanted to treat him well, you knew demons well, and you especially knew that given the slightest opportunity he would murder you, and take your soul to that damned railroad.

You didn't talk much to him, limiting yourself to asking him how he had gotten to that place and what had hurt him so much. He hummed a vague answer about a bandit (Though the "bandit" was only begging for they soul to not be stolen), and while you wanted to ask him more, you only gave him the benefit of the doubt about his alibi.

You were too cautious when talking to him, and only healed him and gave him some hot food, also saying that he had permission to sleep in that place until dawn, but that he would not be welcomed in another room in your house.

He, although he had planned to kill you, didn't do it, not because he “was actually a good person”, it was because there was something that did not allow him to do so.

He always had the chance, he could sneak up behind you and put a blade through your chest, but something in his mind wouldn't let him. Something rooted in his heart still beating against all thoughts of his mind, justifying his actions, and all of that prompted a humble act of kindness on your part.

It wasn't until dawn came that, in his twisted head, there was only the thought of letting you live, even if it was to know more about you before taking you to the train, to the place you hated so much.

First murder or Yandere act.

Talon resorts to watching you from afar, hoping to learn why his mind refuses the idea of taking you with him, but the more he looked at you, the more he tried to get closer to you or learn basic things like what you like to eat, the more the idea of take you away from your lover resoned in his head, to finally give you closure rather than leave you to your fate against any horseman of the apocalypse or any other demon bold enough to take your soul and carry it as if it were his property. But something that was particularly like a stab in the heart was discovering that you were in a relationship.

He wasn't particularly zealous with humans, I mean, he basically doesn't care about humans, being that he could kill them whenever he wanted, and however he wanted.

But seeing how that person took you, caressed your skin or filled your ears with words of love while spreading kisses all over your body… It was like one of the worst tortures for him.

And he decides to take this person's life.

Your partner was just as kind as you, but exclusively with humans; any other creature would not enjoy the same respect that they gives to his peers.

However, he was more absent-minded than you; Working so many hours on the railroad led them to feel quite tired, more than a regular one; more so due to the fact that their boss was not particularly friendly or companionable to his employees. That gave Talon many more advantages than he already had.

In a particular day, when he saw them leaving work, he decided to act. And it didn't take long until your beloved partner arrived home; full of stab wounds, wounds to the chest and face, while they could barely breathe. The sensations he was going through were like a living hell for them. As soon as you managed to take them in your hands, you dragged him to a nearby chair, before going to look for medicine, the hope of being able to save him lay in your mind, over and over again.

But when you saw your beloved again, you had the misfortune to see him too.

A grimace of anger appeared on your face, as you yelled at him if he was the author of such an attack. The blonde didn't answer you, he just looked at the dying one: now that he thought about it clearly, it was the first time he felt a certain… satisfaction, a pleasure ran through his heart like a beautiful tingling that could only be compared against the feeling he had when he found you for the first time, when he had the good fortune to find a human who received him with such warmth.

And his hand approached the body of that person; the blood generating an aroma between intense and tense in the air. You immediately jumped on him, a cry of desperation as you tried to save your loved one. Your screams were just desperate questions about why he did this, why he made you suffer so much, but he didn't answer you.

With all the pain in his heart, he hurt you; pushing your body against the wall in a brutal and even savage manner, before taking the soul of the dying person in his hands; a soft plea coming from the wandering soul as the person looked at the demon, the only thing you managed to understand was that your loved wanted him to leave you alone, that he could take their soul if he wanted but not to harm you or make you suffer.

Relationship or kidnapping

It was very clear that he wouldn't listen to those words at all, right?

As soon as you managed to open your eyes, you saw the corpse of your loved one; dead, rotting while only subtly leaning back. In front of you was the demon you had previously received for a simple impulsive act of kindness.

And it's obvious that he takes you. but not to the train. In his mind, there was only the idea of how beautiful you were as a human; even with his certain disdain for that species, to him you looked so good like this; weak, sensitive and even submissive under him.

But he hides you in a place where not even the railroad demon could find you; No one knew about your whereabouts from the moment he took you away from everyone, and rest assured that it will be like this until the end of your days.

Coexistence

Very irritating for you.

The few times he is with you he seeks to pamper you, give you hugs and kisses, no matter how much you deny him, he will continue to seek that affection over and over again, believing that sooner or later you would give in and accept his love. And even though you knew that was very far from reality, he insisted, to a totally irritating point.

He doesn't usually punish you, he isn't attracted to the idea of hurting you, deciding better to only threaten you in a way that he knew could cause fear within your heart, however if you are too stubborn, then it can drive him to a pretty big point of anger.

Marriage and family

In case you're wondering, no, I don't see either of those things as possible.

I mean, in marriage I say we're talking about a fucking DEMON, and in terms of getting along with your family, well, let's just say that at this point in the story it's pretty obvious that he's no longer interested.

If possible, children?

Nah,

He knows the end is coming, but in his mind he only thinks about spending as much time as he can with you, without letting any other demon or human lay a finger on you. He already had enough trouble trying to convince you that he was okay with EVERYTHING he did, so it would be even harder for him to want to have a child with you.

Bad ending.

I HAVE BEEN THINKING THIS FROM THE BEGINNING

Suppose that, after the kidnapping, you are cornered by another demon or human, who takes you away from where he had hidden you, and when he notices it he loses his mind.

Like Zed, he is capable of moving HEAVEN AND EARTH to find you again, and when he does, he makes a decision… something that does disagree with the decision Zed makes.

He hugs you, fills you with affection and I even dare to say that he can sob; saying that he was so afraid that they would take you away from him.

His caresses are sweet, his words are soft as cotton, almost as if he's actually been afraid of you walking away from him. You could even hear his heartbeat; accelerated, almost as if it were about to explode from so much adrenaline.

You thought that maybe it wasn't so bad, that maybe he really wanted to defend you and love you purely, after all he looked for you even under the rocks just to find you and give you a hug and tell you that he loved you. But a blade in your abdomen interrupted you. It didn't take long before he gave you a soft kiss on your lips, his eyes overflowing with tears that run down his cheeks while his weapon pierces and opens your delicate skin like a hunter opening his first hunted animal.

He whispered regrets and apologies to you so many times that your ears grew tired of hearing it, as if they just wanted to stop hearing his broken voice, but he couldn't help but do so.

His heart sank in his chest, feeling pure regret for having subjected you to this level, yet it was the first time that everything surrounding this world had finally surpassed him.

And, the moment he took the hand of your wandering soul, he could only feel the hatred in your eyes, the contempt with which you looked at him; he took everything from you, your life, your reason for living, the person you loved most, the ability to see any way to escape, and now he claimed your soul as his own, dragging your existence onto that train from which you had escaped for so long.

He would not allow any other demon to claim that person's soul, and if he had to separate their soul from their body in order to ensure that fact, then he would do it a thousand times over.

Reasons to be a Yandere

-In the story “A Stranger on the Road” the same story tell us that he can feel regret about killing humans, even when it was something he forced himself to do. He is able to feel, and is able to know that his actions are wrong, so we can assume that he has feelings as basic as regret or love.

-He's not used to someone's kindness, especially in a time as complicated as it is, well, THE ENTIRE HIGH NOON UNIVERSE.

(This section is short since I don't know what to put to justify the space, I try to compensate in the data part)

Extra data:

-This version of Talon is the most affectionate towards you, and we can see that he is a little more emotional than the other versions.

-He is very curious about you; He may know everything about you but he would ask you what you like over and over again, until he hates everything about you from head to toe.

-He enjoys you caressing his hair, since he feels that being in your arms was the best feeling that he couldn't compare to anything.

-After the bad ending, he follows you throughout the train, even trying to prevent other souls or demons from touching you; It wasn't because of fear of being hurt, just because of jealousy.

-He usually takes care of EVERYTHING after he takes you to the train, wanting to lock you in a car exclusively for yourself, just to prevent anyone else from laying a hand on you.

-If you meet your former partner on the train and try to talk to them, Talon will react badly; he would take you away from that person, even if it included dragging you by the hand.

[barnstormin-a]

headcanon. // what are the mascots?

[TW // animal cruelty, experimentation]

(also if any non-RP blogs like or reblog this i am hitting you with hammers)

so. obviously, the mascots aren't animatronics. not only was that shown by mascot!mollie's very bloody decapitation near the end of chapter 1, but also mason/uniquegeese has explicitly said himself that they are NOT animatronics... so. what the hell are they then? well. we have enough context clues, i think, to make a decent guess. first off, the appearance of the mascots themselves. they're far more life-like than most other mascot horror characters. lloyd has real-looking fur, same with mollie and her feathers. combine that with the blood, and these are very clearly living, breathing creatures.

but how? well... they were obviously made by indigo park, but what the creation process was... i've seen some people suggest they used humans, grotesquely transforming their employees into them. but i highly doubt that, i mean. how do you get a giant sea serpent from one human? but i do think they used something else. animals.

i think indigo park took the animals their mascots were based on, and through some horrific genetic modification and experimentation, molded them into these "real life" versions of their characters. perhaps even spliced with human DNA, to give them more intelligence and obedience to follow the park's rules and entertain guests... but, behind the scenes, after their creation they were not spared further abuse. from mollie's voice lines during her chase sequence, of which are all mimicked from other sources like the rambley's railroad ride... some of them stand out. two in particular to me.

"Get up, you stupid freak." and "Get back in your cage, bird."

at the very very least, mollie's mascot was kept in a cage. we get further confirmation of this in an easter egg in rambley rush, where we can find a second mollie in a cage in a secret path in one of the pit falls. and the employees didn't show much care for her, calling her a freak and giving her commands. and if they were to resort to verbal abuse and imprisonment like that... who knows what else they did to these poor mascots. maybe that's what caused the park to close down. maybe one of them finally had enough, attacked someone, causing the park to be evacuated.

and over the years... they've regressed, back to the animals they originally were. or at least a semblance of them. without the employees and management to drill in their commands and names rules, combined with the isolation, they've reverted back to their instincts. when we see lloyd in the theater, he's... well. a lion, through and through. he curls up and sleeps on the ground like one, he runs on all fours, he stalks you throughout the backstage until he gets the opportunity to strike and his roar is an animalistic one.

that's why they're after you. because in their eyes, you're not a guest to greet. or a friend to make. you're just another animal, one that just so happens to be a little bit smaller and less stronger than them. prey. food.

and being locked up in an abandoned area for so long... they're hungry.

[bonefall]

I saw the post about animals and stuff and i got curious, whats r some interesting biome/location for fanclans that (in ur opinion) are underused? For their interesting geography or animals present or any other reason rlly!

Suburbs No one has ever made a fanclan out of Over the Hedge type shit and quite frankly I'm disappointed in this fandom. Suburbs are hypnotizing and I hate living in them but they would make FASCINATING settings, each neighborhood is a character in and of itself. What's in the environment? Abandoned malls? Old factories? Ghost towns? Disused railroad tracks? COME ON

Cities For a similar reason, urban environments are so hostile to wildlife. Where do all the cats sleep? What do they do when the one safe place that was camp is cleared out? Do they feel kinship with any humans?

Saltwater Biomes Islands, salt marshes, coves... think of all the ocean fish names, come onnnn, you can have your cats set up in a wrecked ship, they can dive for coral, they can fight otters, there's a lot you can do

Anywhere that has even larger cats The absolute lack of fanclans that have had to fight and even kill things like tigers or jaguars is astonishing. Have rivalries with lions! Fight over prey and have leopards steal your shit and run up a tree with it! Have larger cats who don't speak the same language and they struggle to understand each other, if it's even physically possible

Post apocalyptic settings Have escaped zoo animals living in the ruins of post-apocalyptic America or go home. Climb a giraffe. Have extremely tense exchanges between Warrior Cats and human survivors who are thinking about eating them. Hotwire a car. There's so much you can do

[littlegirlwiththeblueribbon]

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[cazort]

"neglected" properties often have high ecological value specifically because they are not intensively managed: plants and animals are allowed to colonize on their own and reproduce, forming sustaining populations.

as an example, I live in an area surrounded by lots of great nature preserves. however, in town there is also a former industrial site that used to be a car manufacturing plant but was abandoned years ago. it is being developed, but very slowly. large expanses of it are just undeveloped areas, some of which are mowed once a year and some of which are just blacktop and/or cement with whatever organic matter has accumulated on them over the years and stuff growing next to them.

at the edge of this site is a berm separating this site from the railroad tracks, made of artificial fill and also not maintained in any way

this area is literally teeming with biodiversity. the cement creates a high-calcium substrate, which is rare in the surroundings because it is in the coastal plain which has calcium-poor soils. so there are a lot of locally-rare plants that are super abundant on this site. i have found plants there that haven't even been reported elsewhere in the state.

there are unusual birds too. because of the open ground there is a huge population of killdeer, which nest there. because of the large killdeer population, merlin falcons like to use the habitat during migration. there are northern harriers that nest there, and they hunt along the berm along the RR tracks, using it to surprise prey.

look for nature and you will find it anywhere humans allow it to be. look for less-managed landscapes, and if you are in charge of things, considering reducing the intensity with which you manage your property. we can support a lot of biodiversity just by allowing plants and animals to colonize a site on their own, and stopping removing them. maybe remove only invasive species but besides that, allow everything else to just do their thing. you may be surprised what shows up.

i've been reading a lot of books about urban naturalism recently, and the one big thing they all talk about is how you HAVE to stop seeing nature as something that happens somewhere else. nature is not just charismatic megafauna and state parks and mountain ranges. nature is that abandoned lot that's growing native milkweed in it. nature is the murder of crows that lives in your block. nature is the moss growing on your roof and the dandelions growing in the sidewalk cracks and the song birds at your neighbor's birdfeeder. and you should care about it! you should notice it! that's YOUR nature!

[molsons112000]

Watch "The World's Most Epic Railway Construction Projects" on YouTube

They can work with zoological teams to understand and account for the animals that live in the area.

But they can also work with a horticulturist to figure out the proper vegetation to put in certain areas, so animals take certain pathways over the train tracks and under the tracks of the railroad line.

Plant flowering native plantsOf course, flowering plants attract prey insects that natural enemies eat. But pollen and nectar can also be a helpful supplemental diet for many predators, particularly when prey is rare or not on the menu.Mar 22, 2024

https://xerces.org › blog › planting-...

Planting for Helpful Predators: How “Natural Enemies” Can ...

National Geographic Society

https://education.nationalgeographic.org › .

Plant Predators - National Geographic Education

Oct 19, 2023 — A carnivore is an organism that eats mostly meat, or the flesh of animals. Sometimes carnivores are called predators. 75.

Then they complaint on each side of the tracks and even around the station's vegetation that animals naturally want to avoid.... And this can be done all over the world. Protecting highways and train lines and shipping yards and the panama canal and many places from natural wildlife wanting to go on to airport grounds as an example.....

So they would plant natural vegetation that animals would want to avoid creating a natural barrier or wall of vegetation that will keep the animals away from the train line as an example...

ashburygardening.co.uk

https://ashburygardening.co.uk › p...

Plants that animals avoid - Ashbury Gardening

Apr 12, 2022 — Probably the best known is Hydrangea, climbing, mophead, lacecap, paniculata– all of these. And another is Mahonia

The further keep animals and predators away. You want to keep the bird population away? And this protects the bird population and also make sure the animal population even if they don't like the vegetation, we'll wander into the area to pray on birds.

Again, this is good for airports and highways and train yards and shipping yards to keep birds away from the areas...

Certain strong-smelling flowers are disliked by some birds as well, including lavender, garlic, eucalyptus and lemongrass. In fact, such plants can deter other pests — they're some of the 7 plants that keep mice and rats from invading your home.Jun 24, 2023

https://www.tomsguide.com › 7-w...

Stop birds from ruining plants in your yard — 7 easy tips

So you can naturally keep birds and animals away from the train land this will Protect wildlife, whether it's ground animals or birds in the air.

Here is information on wildlife crossing designs that can be used for animals and yes, even birds.

Federal Highway Administration (.gov)

https://www.fhwa.dot.gov › ctip

Wildlife Crossing Design Types (Appendix C, Hot Sheets 1-11)

To achieve this goal, wildlife crossing structures are designed to allow movement of wildlife above or below road, either exclusively for wildlife use

Best Friends Animal Society

https://resources.bestfriends.org › ...

How to Start an Animal Sanctuary

Aug 2, 2018 — A release form lays out potential problems or specific requirements, making a person aware of issues or requirements involved

Hopefully, this will be an answer to these real projects. Trying to make them ecologically friendly......

[poetryfoundation-potd]

Belly, Buttocks, and Straight Spines

By Sonia Sanchez

For Sister Wangechi Mutu

1

you—enigmatic woman exploding

from clouds and intestines, riverbanks,

kneecaps, veins and horizons

tongues embroidered with eyelashes.

you burn in my throat

i walk your footsteps

singing.

you are here. you are there.

you will never go away.

you kiss your own breath

sleepwalk your eyes

stretch out with mouths

singing your legs.

2

i know you butterfly sweet

your lips taste of the sea

the years dusty with herstory

anticipate light.

your hands riot with pain

collapse in new prayer

touch this western stained

glass where ghosts commit

themselves to military blood.

the bleating hips

surrounding your teeth

wrapped in laughter

blood laughter

brittle noise

seaweed souls

whistling words

whose lil pumpkin are you?

who is your sister?

where is your mama?

our thumbs bleed ashes.

in this travel dust bowl.

3

this is a blues sermon

i think, hanging from

the sky

scratching at the night

where literary brains

demystify deaths,

seen from the angle

of your life,

you turn at the waist

in red and purple confetti

the day stitches up

your python mouth.

you stroll black

beyond the stars

star leaping blk/skinned

woman

seen from the angle

of the camera, you become

the mug shot

mugging a century of

incestuous nipples.

sound ... video ... smell ... 

riding death on

its lens

do not feed the animals

they will bite one day.

who speaks

who has spoken

this squat language

where are the vowels

and consonants and diphthongs?

do not feed the animals

they squat in herds

and will bite one day ... 

4

red orange breasts

leaking medical

hieroglyphics

bones for sale

immaculate bones for sale

stage right:

Ethiopian bodies

leaking into the ground

stage left:

old clothes unburied

children’s eyes undressed

men’s pants unzipped

women’s slips slipping

standing still backstage

awaiting modernity

master monsters with batons

conducting infernos

is God calling

your limbs to pray

to prey on

what’s in a name

a leg, a heart, a skull

an ancestral wind?

your intellect teases us

with zero tolerance for lies,

what’s in a kiss? a smell?

a black woman in white chalk?

a woman sleepwalking

on corners?

what is erotic about

a false step?

yo me espero, yo me espero

i wait for my coming, i wait for my coming.

now as your congregational

knees kneel

now that your birth laughs

a long pause

now that you sigh amid

the pale gaze of thirst,

is that God’s tongue

sliding down your throat?

5

yo sé, lo sé, yo sé

i know, i know it, i know

where is this brown skinned woman going

with her military hair

a bright hysterical flower

eating cake smiling cake

regurgitating cake

yo sé, lo sé, yo sé

i know, i know it, i know

smell the jelly roll woman

squatting in her skin

her bright face eating bluesorrow

smell the doctoral urgency

of her shudderings

female pain profiling

her hunger.

who scrubs the day white

while women fall down

with crucifixions?

can you hear

their birdspirits

strumming gravity?

can you hear

the saxophone

bloodletting the ghosts shout?

can you play this woman

with your fingers?

can you hear

her confetti feet

dancing undeposited rhythms?

now hear this. now hear this.

harpsichord teeth

mothbred smiles

put vaginas in a pill

box for awhile ... 

telegraphic buttocks

in bathroom stalls

you are tattooed on our eyes

against the tabloid walls...

mouths anointed with

peacock pricks hey, hey, hey

here i am, here i am

come along take your pick

hey hey hey hey hey hey

listen, listen, listen ... 

woman of eye socket-bone

love can wear you down

to a spinal eye-bone

love can make you drink

your own blood

lessen you got a catcher’s mitt

don’t go playing with love. love. blood.

6

silence, silence, ma chère

ca ya te. ca ya te. mi amor

no consecrated birthwaters ... today

no quicksilver blankets ... today

no surgical procedures ... today

just Bantu music with an asterisk beat ... today

just a night shudder under your arms ... today

just a pistol whipped skin ... today

just a lost pulse beat ... today

just a railroad train of butts ... today

just a machete beat against the sky ... today

just some cocked cocks standing at attention ... today

listen, listen, listen. Sister Wangechi

you hear me, don’t you?

and you hear, don’t you, how your

collages dance their armless delirium.

Sister Wangechi you hear me, don’t you

you hear the sacred music

eavesdropping these gallery walls

praising your beauty and bones

in this hallway of lost sermons,

you hear me don’t you

you hear the children running

a furious circle of legs

jumping adolescent rhymes

as they light up streets

with garbage bag balls as they

spill their magical spines

their genius, their surplus

knees on streets.

it is evening and we have

arrived in your arms of

lost seconds

you hear me don’t you

even as you navigate

this halo of ordained voyages

as you uncork the daylight

past these shadows

past our doors left open

and your gentle breath fills

the day with sweet eyelids

of silver

as you arrive at the arc of your name.

Sister Wangechi Mutu

you hear me, don’t you, and

i invoke your name, your

gallery of female matadors

as they come and dance in thunder...(click!)

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/159812/belly-buttocks-and-straight-spines

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[clovers-n-claws]

Character Intro: Delan Strangeweiss

☆ nsfw after the drawing and cut ☆

summary: A vampire living deep in the woods to cope with an unusually high prey drive even among other vampires, Delan isn't well acquainted with the outside world. His lack of socialization outside of prowling on the outskirts of a nearby city to lure people back into the woods makes him especially adoring of a his partner.

This, however, is a double edged sword. Because he is so secluded, he’s prone to extreme obsession and jealousy. Once he’s got you, he’s not letting go. He’ll treat you like royalty, and he’ll defend you ferociously like a wolf to its kill.

sfw:

☆ he towers over you. just fucking looms ominously until one of you starts talking. when he found you, lost and deep enough in the woods for him to sense you from his home, you thought for sure that you were going to die. in fact, the only thing that saved you from meeting the same grisly fate as his usual victims is the fact that he’d stepped on a railroad spike while chasing you. he could have ripped it out himself, but he sort of froze on the spot when he saw that you weren’t running anymore— that you were actually coming closer. that small act of kindness sparked his infatuation with you. it also made it apparent to him that while you might not have had a full-on death wish, you wouldn’t survive for a second without him by your side, so he stole you away.

☆ this man treats you like a stuffed animal when you’re cuddling. if you’re laying down, he’s got his arms wrapped around you, holding you against his chest.

☆ seeing as he’s, y’know, a vampire, he couldn’t really cook human meals when you first met. you’ll have to make your own— eventually, after watching you, he tried to make something for you for breakfast and you woke up the the smell of smoke and burnt toast. After that, you taught him a couple of basic recipes and he’s not half-bad now! unfortunately, now that you’ve gotten him interested in cooking and he can’t eat what he cooks, you’ve become the go-to taste tester for a lot of eccentric dishes.

☆ he absolutely refuses to bite you when you start dating, no matter how much you ask. you’d seen firsthand that his prey drive is no joke, and with how absolutely in love he is with you, he is terrified of scaring you away or, god forbid, losing control and draining you. eventually, after a lot of discussion and a lot of reassurance that no, you weren’t going to run, and yes, you would stop him if it hurt too much, he experimented with giving you little love bites. he rarely breaks skin, though, and when he does, he’s hellbent on getting your permission first. if he does it on accident, he’ll apologize so profusely you’d think he’d have broken your leg or something, even though your wound only amounts to a little trickle of blood on your neck.

☆ Delan loves taking you out into the forest. during the daytime, he’ll take an umbrella to protect himself from the sunlight and show you the best places to hide to watch the animals go about their lives. you’d never seen so many animals up close like that. at night, he takes you stargazing. being so far away from the city and the lights that come with it means that you can see the stars in full. he mentions at some point that sometimes, very rarely, you can see shooting stars, and that every once in a while the moon changes color. when you show him that you can track meteorological events on your phone, he loses his fucking mind. now, he asks you to check the calendar all the time, and when an event was scheduled to happen, you grab your tent (also an insane tool to Delan, by the way) and the two of you lay together and watch the sky until you fall asleep. (though, sometimes you two aren’t focused on the event or sleeping, which he is completely fine with.)

nsfw:

☆ you’re damn lucky he’s careful with you. when i say he could maim you without even breaking a sweat, that’s not hyperbole. there’s a reason vampires are regarded at apex predators, and he’ll remind you of that every time you get frustrated about him treating you like you’re made of glass. if he wasn’t so aware of his own strength or so scared of hurting you, you would never walk again.

☆ he might be soft with you, he might shower you with praise and affection, but he is mean in bed. he’ll make you cum with his mouth and his fingers over and over again without even getting undressed and your pleading for him to just fuck you already only encourages his sadistic kick. by the time he finally decides to give you want you’ve been begging for, you're so sensitive that you’re crying and trembling underneath him, which he'll tease you for. after all, you're the one who wanted this.

"what's wrong, pet? is it too sensitive here? oh, but i'd hate to neglect you after you begged so nicely~"

☆ he likes having you on a leash, either with a harness or collar depending on how mean he feels like being. the leash is a pretty decent length, but he'll pull you right to him without warning just to watch how flustered you get. he jokes that the reason he keeps you bound is that it's the only way to keep you tame, but you both know that if either of you needs taming, it's him.

[beatrice-otter]

Also, the other thing I’ve been thinking about is ... how do you reduce the number of large animals until they fit in parks? Large animals require lots of food. If they are predators, that means lots of prey animals (which require lots of land to support that many animals). If they are herbivores, that means a wide area to forage for food in. (If they’re omnivores, it means both.) So the amount of land per animal is substantial, unless it’s a zoo where humans are providing all the food. (And then the cost per animal is substantial, and you still have to have the land to grow the food on, it’s just farmed instead of wild-growing.) So unless most of your country is in fenced areas for wildlife ... you are going to have to drastically reduce the number of large animals from what it was when they could just roam freely.

To take the American Great Plains from where they started when white colonizers came (ginormous great herds of buffalo roaming free across the plains) to what they are today (small herds of buffalo in parks and ranches and other fenced enclosures) they had to kill something like 90% of them. It started with white people slaughtering them in huge numbers for the fur, and then once you had railroads crossing the continent they would literally hire people to slaughter as many buffalo as they could because they didn’t want herds crossing the tracks and thus slowing trains down. (The US Government, by the way, encouraged both of these things as an act of genocide against the Native American tribes who lived on the Great Plains, most of whom relied on the buffalo herds for food and clothing and lots of other stuff.)

So “we have all our large animals in parks” does not sound civilized to me. It sounds like sometime in the past your people killed most of the large animals to clear the land for settlers. And I could be wrong! I know very little of South African history, and none of that is ecological history. But it’s ... suspicious.

A BEAR ATE MY BEST HUMMINGBIRD FEEDER.

Rude.

[snorelaxed]

hannigram fics requested by anon

Most if not all of these are 18+ (really just absolute filth) so just be aware.

Fruit of Hades by Chidingtimes [18+] 106,772 words

The plan to trap Hannibal is in motion, but Will begins to feel conflicted as the desire to maim and mangle grows within him, swayed by Hannibal's compelling voice. Meanwhile, this emotion that Will strikes in Hannibal, can he exploit it to reveal him to the world? Does he even want to when he feels it as well?

Rescues by drinkbloodlikewine, whiskeyandspite [18+] 99,552 words

Mischa is living with PTSD, and Hannibal seeks out a service animal to help her. He meets Will, trainer of therapy dogs - cue puppies, adorable interactions and lots of dogs. And smut. Of course.

Two Solitudes by emungere [18+] 54,491 words

After the fall, Will drags Hannibal out of the Atlantic and they find their way north to a remote part of Labrador, where they try to make a life together.

A Great and Gruesome Height by mokuyoubi [18+] 115,559 words

In his mind, the fall lasts a small eternity. In reality, it's maybe two seconds. Will and Hannibal go over the cliff, just like they planned.

Picks up where the finale ends, fills in all the blanks of the last episode, and continues through to their new life as Murder Husbands.

Every Day a Dying Day by lovetincture [18+] 8,210 words

Will Graham is a professional mourner. He attends strangers' funerals and grieves their loss, for a fee.

Hannibal is a serial killer. He visits the funerals of people he's killed.

They notice each other immediately. Like recognizes like, and neither of them truly belong at the funerals they attend. Hannibal is fascinated by Will's terrible empathy, and Will knows immediately that Hannibal is a serial killer. None of that stops them from wanting to get closer.

The Graceful Art of Falling Apart by euphrasie [18+] 33,942 words

After the events of Mizumono, Will decides against finding Hannibal and instead returns to the house his father died in, some three years earlier.

One, Two, Three by Severus_divides_into_H [18+] 67,851 words {Hunger Games AU}

Will imagined his death in numerous ways, numerous times. Being chosen as a tribute opened a road of new possibilities, some more horrifying than the others.

He doesn’t want to be torn to pieces like Randall Tier’s prey. He doesn’t want to be burned like Francis Dolarhyde prefers to kill. But most of all he doesn’t want to be caught by Hannibal Lecter, a career tribute with a penchant for eating his victims alive. Too bad Hannibal seems fixated on him.

Railroad Romance by OneWhoSitsWithTurtles [18+] 12,400 words

Hannibal is still Hannibal, and Will is still Will. Except Will is not part of the FBI and they meet on a two day train trip from New Orleans to Baltimore.

Sleeping in the Knife Drawer by emungere [18+] 65,994 words

Hannibal's an FBI agent. Will's a serial killer. He still has a lot of dogs and dislikes being sociable. Hannibal still wants to wind him up and watch him go.

Sweeter Bitter by wormsin [18+] 89,503 words

another one where Will is an awkward student and Hannibal an intrigued mentor. very nice, then very sexy. (Hannibal is not Will's psychiatrist.)

Consider the Hands That Write This Letter by Watermelonsmellinfellon [18+] 20,193 words

Hannibal had written a letter to Will and Alana decided not to have it sent. In a misguided notion of mercy, she decides that Will doesn't need to know that Hannibal is trying to contact him and lies to Hannibal, telling him that Will has threatened to leave should Hannibal persist. She decides to just have the letters shredded.

Hannibal realizes the opportunity for what it is and chooses to continue writing to Will, pouring his heart into those words and using his Memory Palace Will to pretend that everything is right with the world. He can confess his adoration and Will would never know. Hannibal would never have to face rejection and Will wouldn't know his feelings.

But there is a small issue. One of the orderlies doesn't like Alana's decision and secrets away the letters, sending them to Will Graham anyway.

Where All Ladders Start by emungere [18+] 43,418 words

Will is slowly losing his mind in the Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane. He makes a deal with the devil to get out.

Veins As Fine As Rabbit Hair by lovetincture [18+] 42,953 words

After their fall, the little yellow house Hannibal brings them to is a charmed space. It’s easy to forget there, when Will is in the mood for forgetting.

In the Pennsylvanian woods, it’s easy as breathing to ignore the life he left behind. Simple to pretend they’re the last men on earth. Molly and Jack, the murder victims and the FBI seem farther away in the sea of tall, sweet grass—an echo from someone else’s dreams. That’s their life now: Will wants to forget, and Hannibal wants to let him.

Hyacinth House by bluesyturtle [18+] 80,306 words

It all starts with an injury Will sustains while sleepwalking.

Impasto by jiggityjams [Mature] 50,873 words

“You’re not going to try to discourage me, Will?”

Another glance, a pursing of lips. “... No. I can see the determination in your face. You know what you want and you have the means to obtain it. Most clients think they know what they want- until they hear how long it will take and how much that work will cost. We’ll work out some numbers, of course, and draft a contract. If you’re willing to be patient with the piece then I’m willing to give it my best go.”

A small, pleased smile spread across the psychiatrist’s face. “I think this is the start of a beautiful partnership, Will. I look forward to working with you.”

——-

Or the one where Hannibal has found a lost treasure and Will has given up on police work and has turned his talents to restoring oil paintings.

Kindling by gleamingandwholeanddeadly (something_safe) [18+] 10,281 words

“You should take a date to your fundraiser."

“Yes, perhaps you’re right. It would be improper to invite someone under false pretence, mind, and for my patient to understand, the evidence would need to be… compelling.”

“Perhaps an ex-girlfriend,” Will says, unsure why the thought makes him feel flat and remote.

The words belly-flop into silence. Will’s mouth opens, and then closes, and then opens again.

“That would be incredibly inappropriate.”

“A friend then. Someone you can explain the problem to. You could take-”

“You,” Hannibal interjects.

When Franklyn's advances of friendship become too much for even Hannibal to politely ignore, he enlists Will's help.

The Moth and the Dark by emungere [18+] 7,511 words

One of them has to bend. Hannibal decides it should be him.

How To Save A Life (The Cannibal-Friendly Handbook) by Kittendiamore [Teen] 3,463 words

There’s a man looking up at Will, who has clearly been distracted from - Oh. Throwing limbs into the river. Human limbs. Lovely, he thinks sarcastically. Then he thinks it again because it actually is kind of lovely. The man looks confident. At ease with what he is. He’s kinda hot, too.

Or: Will tries to jump off a bridge but ends up offering himself up to a cannibalistic serial killer...as you do.

Delineation by emungere [18+] 1,347 words

Hannibal breaks out of the BSHCI and finds Will at his house.

The Estate by bokunojinsei [18+] 51,392 words

Chiyoh had shot Will down in the street, his forgiveness falling with a clatter to the pavement. Hannibal, once intent on his belief that only by consuming Will could he be free of him, decides impulsively to try something a little different than what he had planned.

Or: What if Hannibal hadn't tried to eat Will after he drugged him in Florence? What if he'd decided to run away with him instead?

[commonwealthoccurences]

buddy hear me out—

the ''what you're doing right now is really stupid but you're so cute i can't help but laugh at it'' scenario but it’s deacon and the sosu (aka deacon being caught off guard by sosu being kinda of an idiot sometimes but being whipped nonetheless) (better yet if the situation would be in another case not a laughing matter or potentially dangerous but its the sosu, so)

Hope this was what you were looking for! <3 -- Deacon should probably stop them.

Deacon should really stop them, before they got hurt.

For some reason they thought it was a good idea to play a game with a blind Deathclaw, dodging away from it’s claws at the last minute as it tried to figure out where it’s pesky prey was running off to. And because it was Sole, they were laughing like it was the most fun they’d had in weeks.

Maybe keeping them in the Railroad Headquarters for long periods of time was a worse idea than he thought.

Deacon couldn’t help but laugh along, considering the pure exhilaration in their eyes, and the way they were grinning, like it really was a game and not one of the deadliest animals in the Commonwealth they were messing with. If it was anyone other than Sole, he’d have yanked them out by now, but Sole knew what they were doing. Maybe that was part of the problem.

When they ducked past yet another swipe of razor sharp claws, giggling as they darted away, slightly breathless, Deacon found it was time to intervene. Them running out of air was practically a death sentence. He brought his fingers to his lips swiftly and whistled, watching carefully as the Deathclaw’s head whipped around to sniff in his direction. He thanked rigorous training for his strong arm as he hurled a flashbang into the distance. It went off and the Deathclaw took off running towards the sound.

Sole joined him moments later, laughing and catching their breath. “You’re no fun.” They teased.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to spoil the fun by saving your life. You can thank me when you come to your senses.” He shoved their shoulder and swiftly moved to yank them back upright by their arm when they nearly stumbled over.

They both were reduced to breathless laughter rather quickly, leaning on each other for support as they watched the Deathclaw snuffle around in the distance, still searching for the source of the obnoxious racket. Sole finally caught their breath, but Deacon couldn’t quite seem to, looking down at their carefree grin. They looked for a moment longer and then opened their mouth to say something to him, glancing upwards. They were taken aback to see him already looking at them with an expression they had never seen before. “What?” They asked.

“Nothing?” Deacon shook his head and looked back at the Deathclaw.

“No, seriously, what?” Sole shoved him, insistent.

“I was just thinking, it’s kinda amazing, y’know? How you beat the odds.”

“Beat the odds?” Sole’s face grew a little more serious, more fond than the overjoyed expression their adrenalin rush had brought forth.

“Yeah. I mean, you’re so stupid to be pulling stunts like that, I’m amazed you’re still alive. The miracles of nature.”

Sole shoved him wholeheartedly this time, throwing their entire body weight against him. “Are you fucking kidding me?” They tried their hardest to sound angry, but their laughter overtook the fake upset in their tone.

Deacon started to fight back, attempting to get the upperhand in their small wrestling match, but they were quickly interrupted by the sound, and feeling, of footsteps. Deathclaw footsteps. Sole looked up and saw the blind Deathclaw finally moving to return to where it had been resting before Sole had gotten to it; a couple yards away from them. “We’ve gotta move. Now.”

[pandoramusicbox]

the costmirian mountains. the mountains that border the eastern side of the sand sea and reaches all the way down to cape of death. its a rather dry and overall difficult to live in.  there are on the other hand a great number of fertile river vallies or of flourishing gorges.

these mountains is considered to be difficult to pass, in part due to quickly changing weather, temperature extremes between the night time and daytime, the sometimes steep cliffs and passes. the other major reason is the locals. there is a rainy season that occurs every three to four years, and results in an abondance of life.

because of how steep some of the cliffs are a lot of towns are built into the the cliffs, though it might be easier to build on top of some of the platues but the winds and heat often make quick work of any taller buildings. 

now as mentioned before, locals are one of the reasons the areia is not recommended traveling through. the Arachne and the Gorgans also- called serphentines- are at near constant war with each other. arechne tend to make their homes in gorges and in underground caverns, gorgans try to take less steep regions but often build massive decretive and defensive hive cities. why they are fighting depends on time, tribe, and terretory. 

demilions carve thier homes on the sheer drops of cliffs.

eventually railroads where laid to make travel in this region easier. 

this region also plays host to the Valley of Time in the northern most area of the terretory. which is a strange place full of magic.  its not as much of a valley as it is a sinkhole. 

common species of the region

-gorgans, as mentioned above the gorgans live in the region

-arechne, they too live in the region. they range from a few feet in hight up to being larger than a horse.

-demilions. the demilions of the region are known to be rather human like.

-star beasts. because of the valley of time there are a lot of star beasts.

-liama, the lion-bodied centaures. they are more consentrated to the northern mountains

-mountain goats, so many mountain goats, one of the major large prey animals in the region.

-elven, humanoids with pointy ears. thier population actully have a higher population of men over women.

- reapers, and reaper animals. a kind of demon kin who can make their bodies into living bony weapons. they populate the south more 

-cactus cats, they are bobcat sized with spiny quills like a porcupine, durring the rainy season their fur gains a greenish tint.

-colorful butterfly birds, they often migrate up from the bobda forest on the cape of death to feest off of insects and flowers that flurish after the rainy season.

(all photos are stock photos and are used only to help in visualization, if a photo is not a stock photo it was not known to me)

[tredawakandan]

A theory/wonder I've been having for some years now. Really remembered this thought after I learned about the Red Wolf earlier this year. Basically for those that don't know , the Red Wolf was the Eastern/South Eastern Wolf of North America. As well as the only wolf natural to North America. Sadly it was driven to near extinction (hopefully it makes a come back) . Saying that to say research into that species made me dive further down some rabbit holes. Now if you're new here understand i dive into alternative history/hidden history concepts. Often called conspiracy theories by mainstream lie media if it helps you understand what kind of info I get into 😅.

Under my Tartary/tartaria tag (which u can click) I give my various thoughts on the aspects of the theory concerning it and other theories like the mudflood, or any ancient high civilization in the recent past. Saying that to say I noticed something strange . This being why weren't Grizzly bears and Gray Wolves found in the eastern/South Eastern regions. Now if you know how the mainstream media lies then you know they give BS reasons for anything(. Regarding this situation the answer I gotten the most was that it was because of the post ice age or something of that nature 😅). Back on Topic, it was also interesting how the red wolf was only found in the southeast/eastern United States with the black bear also being a fellow predator found there (although this bear was more populated around the whole US). Some tried to say that there wasn't any valuable prey for them but that's a total lie. Bison, Deer were very plentiful and unlike today the Bison use to reach to the south east/east coast.. So it really made no sense as to why those two famous predators didn't come to this side. Animals are very curious beings and their is no logical reason as to why those two animals wouldn't move over here. Especially with the mainstream narrative that animals crossed land bridges in the past. So you mean to tell me they can cross continents but not States😭. Yea doesn't make much sense.. So after thinking i noticed something particularly odd. That both the Black Bear & Red Wolf were smaller then the respective Grizzly & Gray Wolf. The red wolf also is believed to have smaller packs as well .Once again If you are aware of what I post then you know I believe people had highly advanced civilizations in the past amongst other things. I believe in a case like this Gray Wolves and Grizzlies were purposely driven out/exterminated in the southeast/much of the eastern United States by the ancient ancestors.

I say so because after studying both species of black bears & Red wolves this year,i learned that more than likely they would pose less problems than the bigger two . At the same time with the Red Wolf being a keystone species (the black bear more then likely is too) it would also guarantee a self managed ecosystem. Now you may say but then why were grizzlies & gray wolves found in other populated areas of the US. That would bring me to the various maps I have touched on before. Those being the possible connections and layouts of Caves, Railroads, Mounds and Underground railroad routes. The railroad system as speculated by many were possibly already here and just rediscovered sevretly..I've mentioned before there is a deep hidden history they don't want you knowing about our ancestors and the South Eastern United States. Now while I don't know even 1/10 of what was lost I can say they are no doubt covering up history as many should know. My theory in a manner of speaking is this:

The South East/Eastern United States was a Mecca/Highly populated advanced area that contained our ancestors from a previous more advanced civilization. I'm postulating that they engineered the black bear /red wolf to be the dominant predators since many humans were found in those areas. Some freak event happened (like many theorize) like a mudflood or something and then you have new groups moving in and old groups moving out due to the cataclysm. One thing I recently learned was that Yuchi Indians have a clear oral history of coming from across the sea.. Not to mention they also share similarities with European cultures via art . Some other Georgia tribes too share this. (Be sure to check out Atlantis or Lemuria tag on my page to help you better understand that ancient tribes been making contact with eachother and possibly came from the same ancient ancestors on older continents) Also gotta add that many tribes speak of coming out of caves or having to migrate from Various Mayan~Middle/South American tribes to North America. Basically a repopulating measure took place. This also would connect with why many mounds were buried and many more still are🧐.

Will definitely update this in the future once I think on it some more 💯

All are repost except the first two..Aint no way foreigners came & built up these buildings & civilization when we were already here & doing it already ..The vid coming from muurs_in_america on IG