#rotten roots

[miss-wanna-draw96]

Fresh new art

Yo, I tried out a new style and I like it so I drew Cabin Tales - Rotten Roots Peter (AU by @missr3n3 )

Pic under cut but be warned, a tiny bit of gore and scars

"I would do anything to heal, even if it means leaving you forever."

I made this as soon as Miss answered my question, and now, I hope you like it

[austenmarie]

I am a wild animal

Left alone too long I am feral

Starving for affection but staying far away

the hand that feeds will get bit

I cannot trust again 

But i am so hungry 

It gnaws at me 

Flesh will tear and bones will crunch between my teeth before you get close

What will I kill to have it all again

What will I lose

Let me go

Let me go 

Let me go

Put me out of my misery 

[leaking-brains]

Rotten Roots

Just because a diseased tree

Occasionally produces sweet fruit

Does not justify the poisoning of the soil

Just because a corrupt system

Occasionally gives rise to nice people

Does not justify the endurance of parasitic lies

If the roots are rotting

It is time to let it rest

[divine0rdainment]

Roo: you amuse me. i'm going to make you both mine.

Adam:... Like as boyfriends

Lucifer: Or as pets?

Roo: Yes. *Gabs their shirts and pulls them along*

[anetherealpoetess]

thinking about lestat's toxic mothering of claudia like. they really were a pestilential fever together. i miss them.

[missr3n3]

saw what appeared to be a teaser for a sequel to happy anniversary on the bird app, so obviously i had to get these last few rotten roots memes out of my system

[mimi-ya]

kakashi deserved to have an unhinged era and try to destroy konaha like sasuke did

[jester-molester]

Trying to hook up with me on grindr is such a waste of time dude.

[tarohonii]

Cain and Duke are the metaphor of being human despite everything!! that attachment and love and hate finds it's way into any crack even when we think we're above or below emotion!! love and hate will survive in the most harshest, unwanted conditions!! that even when we know everything is fake and a charade and one long game and everyone is being used and you are being used you will find love and affection in any fragment of it even when you know it's fake!!! how they're sure it's fake, i don't know because they are complex and we are beyond machines that feel nothing!!! they will be humans no matter how much they wish not to!!we will all fall to the inevitability of the human heart!!! we all suffer the beautiful imperfection of being human!!! can anyone hear me!!!

[nearestend]

WHICH ROOM IN THE HAUNTED HOUSE DO YOU BELONG IN? (featuring the ainsworths.)

tagged by no one, but tagging @inflame because i think you would enjoy this one a lot.

JACK AINSWORTH AS 'KITCHEN.' The house knows how stubborn you are. The rest of the house changes: the halls lengthen, the rooms grow dust, the walls buckle, the horrors prowl, but the kitchen will always stay the same. It is clean and snug. It is well-equipped and generously stocked. It has herbs growing in the window and a heavy wooden work table to sit at. The hearth is lit, and it will remain lit for you as long as you choose to stay. Please stay, says the house. Please stay.

JAMIE AINSWORTH AS 'CONSERVATORY'. It's almost like being outside. The sun comes in through the glass and the plants press up against that glass like they, too, wonder about the outside. There's always a part of you wondering about what it's like on the other side. Still, the house knew to put you where the ferns will need you. It's easy not to think about leaving when there are so many green things to look after.

ELEANOR AINSWORTH AS 'NURSERY'. The house knows how much stories mean to you. The room's walls are painted in a thrilling scene of lions and fairies, sea monsters and champions. The scene changes as your mood does. Here, you can be an endless font of myth and story. Here, the outside world is the faintest it's ever been. There is a world in this room and the house is asking you to explore it. Who will see me, the house says, if not you.

[narutotimeiguess]

Tea With A Rotten Root, pt 1:

First installment(?) of Tea with Rotten Roots,

One night, Kim Soul-Ji had requested an audience with Council Member Shimura Danzo.

In such a way, that causes the old WarHawk to pause in his approach to his plans, for his Planted Root should not be so easily detected.

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Still a work in progress I guess.. but yknow what, this page is done for now lol,

Till I get back to it and redo it or smth idk lol

I do have some concept pages long done... but I'll probably post em when I get the next part done lol

[communistkenobi]

this is not a good impulse and you shouldn’t actually do this but whenever I see men complain about “hidden feminist agendas” in media with a largely female cast, I get the urge to be like stop making everything political you snowflake just watch the fucking show

[austenmarie]

Redid my Feral poem.

I started freewiting/Poetry/whatever you wanna call it the night before my Hysterectomy in Aug 2022. its been an ongoing private project since, but after posting this the other month Ive been wanting to illustrate it more. And also the others.

[kero-verdade]

If Seunghan isn't in the next album then the whole thing can go to hell really. What a gimmick, "Rise and Realize™" when the only thing anyone's realizing is how much SM sucks shit

[divine0rdainment]

When Adam opened his eyes, he found himself sitting in a void of Darkness. He saw nothing, he felt nothing, just the emptiness of forever and everywhere. He didn't even feel himself breathing. He didn't know how long the emptiness filled him, didn't know how long he was going to be stuck here... He felt so empty. Incomplete. He didn't even know who or what he was. 

That only changed when he heard a voice. A soft deep voice that filled in with breath. 

Adam~

The man gasps for air as he feels hands wrap around a body he didn't realize he had, he feels the arms are cold, almost as if they are observing heat instead of radiating it. Adam is left shivering in his spot of the void of space, he is pulled in to a chest, he thinks, one that has breasts if he can remember correctly. It made sense for that to be so, the voice he heard was feminin.

Oh my sweet Adam...

The voice speaks again and he feels like his heart has started to beat again, his chest ached from it. Oh... Oh that felt good... to feel again...to breath again. To feel alive.  He blinks, he wasn't even sure if his eyes where opened or closed till this moment, it was pitch black either way, without any form of light to be distinguished. He didn't even know if he was upside down or side ways or right side up...he supposed it didn't matter, there wasn't anywhere he had to be, he thinks. 

Come here love...I'll help you find your bearings...

The voice whispered, and Adams hands slowly reach to wrap around the woman's hands. 

"Where...am I..." He asked his voice strained and weak. He doesn't know how long he had been not breathing...unalive? Without a heart beat or the ability to feel like he existed. He didn't even know he could speak till now. 

The woman's voice giggled as he  felt like he was standing on something. Or was he placed on something? It was hard to tell, maybe he had been on a surface the whole time... Or maybe he was floating and was just placed somewhere by this woman. He supposed that didn't matter. 

Nowhere and everywhere. The place God was formed.

She spoke once more, her voice echoing in his brain like he was in a deep cave.

Purgatory…people think this place existed after god. But they were wrong…no, god came from here. And in the end of existence, god will die here. The Void has told me so…. she giggled. 

All that truly die come here. Heaven had sent me hear in hopes I would not corrupt the world…but they were wrong Adam.

Adam feels a kiss on his cheek from the woman, and it feels just as cold as the rest of her. Just as without life or color or hope. He whines at the feeling, he tries to pull away from the cold but the grip tightened around him. 

The void is everywhere as much as it is nowhere. Putting me here allowed my evil to leak in to the universe. My chaos to inhabit every human. They thought it was Becuse all children come from me, but they were wrong. No…with every ounce of pollution and violence and cruelty, I seep out more into the world…

She sighs, as if lost in thought.

Into heaven, and into hell, I have made my mark…but I must say, even with thousands of souls handed to me by you and Sera's choices, I had become quite lonely. But now…no I have you, and with the soul of the first man…

Suddenly a bright light appears Infront of Adam and he's forced to shut his eyes. 

I can open the gates. She whispers excitedly. 

After a few moments the brightness decreased and he felt like he could hear wind, smell dust, and the sound of birds. As he opens his eyes he sees he is standing infront of a tree with a large crack in it, the ground had large cracks in it as well, like something had exploded up from the ground. The dress was long since dead and begun to rot, thanks to the destruction it had faced. There was no grass in this patch of land. No life. It had been avoided by bugs and by time. Nothing to eat away at the decay that lay before him. 

Adam breathed heavily as the cold arms leave him. He hears footsteps but doesn't dare to turn, he feels scared. Truly terrified by whatever has dragged him back to life. He remembered everything all at once. And he knew where he was…a place he was told had gone missing with the loss of its purity. Sera had told him this place had been destroyed, and yet…he found himself in Eden. Infront of the tree of knowledge. He knew if he turned around he'd see a healthy tree with golden apples that matched the red that had grown and glowed here long ago. 

“What…what is…” Adam tried to speak. He hoped the woman was gone, would leave him here, but she didn't, she simply walked a few feet away, then her heels walked back to him, and after a moment, he could feel her standing right behind him. He cowered a bit, his head lowering as he hugged his arms around himself. He flinched when he saw a black gloves hand reach from behind him and hold up a golden apple. Shining in the moonlight above, glowing lightly in her hand. 

"Eat my beloved…I do not wish to lose you a third time…” 

The voice was normal now. Without the echo of the void. Less terrifying and ominous, but that didn't change the fact that her presence felt cold and empty. Sucking the life out of things around it. Adam shakes his head, but then he yelps as he feels a hand on his hair and he's forced to his knees by the woman with a swift kick to the back of them, and than the golden apple was placed on his lips, forced to his lips and teeth so hard it caused him to bleed. 

“I do not have time for this game anymore Adam. I had to convince you last time to take the first apple I took a bite from, now you need to be easy and take a bite of this…” she growled. 

"I will not lose the two loves of my life this time. I will not do it. I will have what was taken from me returned. Including you, including our angel.” she whispered the last sentences. “Now eat before I shove it down your throat….it isn't a choice this time. There are no more choices…only what will and won't happen.” 

Adam shakes, but slowly, he opens his mouth. He doesn't know why he's doing it. Is it out of fear? Or maybe out of a strange sense of wanting to obey as he was trained to by heaven. Or is she willing him to in some way? It's hard to tell…but either way, it didn't matter…he opens his mouth and he takes a bite. 

When he does, he doesn't chew right away, doesn't have the strength. The singular bite filled him with a sense of electricity racing through him, making his body feel like it was vibrating and on fire. His eyes widened as he saw something start to glow so brightly on the apple tree before him…or maybe it was him who was glowing so bright. He felt energized but unable to move, it was too much. The body could hardly handle it and yet…yet he was forced to handle it. Forced to endure it. 

The woman rubbed his back gently, between a pair of wings he forgot he had. “Good…good boy. You are doing wonderful. I'm so sorry I was so rough, my sweet dove. But we have no choice. We don't have much time. We must make it out of here. Before heaven realizes the air has changed…that I am back…” 

The woman stands and moves around Adam. He looks up slowly and sees a pair of red eyes underneath a hand. Colors of black white and red are all he can see, even her skin seemed to be so pale it matched Lucifers. Her smile was painted with deep red lipstick on her face. Her eyes glowing down at him. Her hair seemed to move even without the wind blowing it. Constantly swaying and curling in on itself. 

"Now then…let's go find our man…" she takes a bite of the same apple, but it didn't seem to affect her in the same way it did him. She didn't seem paused or overwhelmed by power and heat. She just dropped the apple on the ground. And it rolled a few inches away. Adam’s eyes followed it till he saw another rotten apple covered in dust and dirt…one that he recognized as the first apple he and Eve bit from. It was black and covered in rot. Just like the tree. No animals or bugs had come to eat away at its decay and death, leaving it in its own little time capsule. 

The woman holds up her hand and shadows come from it, forming a large swirling circle, and from it Adam sees a portal open, and the smell of sulfur and death meets his nose…he recognized it. The pride ring. Hell itself. A place he had visited for thousands of years. 

She grips Adams hand and pulls him up, dusting him off. “Beloved, I know a lot has happened, but we don't have time for this…” she whispered. " I feel him. Don't you? Our sweet Lucifer is aching and alone. I have felt it for seven long years. Honestly, maybe even longer than that… He has lost the damned witch who took him from us…we can have him back now.” She runs her cold hands over Adam's cheeks, leading him to look at her. Her red eyes look at him with a mix of love and desire.

“We will be together again…just like in the garden…and this time, no one will take him, or you, or me away ever again…I promise.” 

And she pulls Adam through the portal harshly, the world changed from being cold to warm and smokey. The depths of hell were filled with pollution and suffering. And it made Adam always feel so unwell when he first entered. She led him to an alleyway, where no sinner would see and hums, “now…where to go from here…” she giggled. 

Adam spoke up suddenly, scared to ask but he had to know something. He didn't know if it made sense to even think what he was thinking. She was long gone, Heaven told him so…and yet the words she said…the memories it soaked…

“Are…are you..Eve?” He wasn't sure. In the thousands of years she had been gone her face had slowly faded from memory. Her voice as well, he remembered brown hair, he remembered brown eyes…but he remembered nothing else. 

The woman turned to look at him, and she chuckled. “Well, I was…but now….now you can call me Roo…” 

This is all I got for now. Hope you like it. Idk what I'd even add to it. But the thing is written so my brain will stop tormenting me with this idea.

[thats-a-lot-of-cortisol]

brb spiraling into insanity about Lae'zel's story themes being about letting go of high-demand religion/society and carving your own path with your own values and allies and morality despite the intense pressure from your old group to remain in a place that's eating you alive