#so creaturesque

[tiramegtoons]

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[smittyw]

that "i don't know d&d that well" tag is so real and valid honestly. im pretty new to d&d so my own knowledge is limited, but ngl something about Nautalist says druid goblin to me. idk it's like- goblind have weird little freak energy and giving Syntax the power to shapeshift into animals sounds like something they's love and everyone around them would hate. maybe a doubleclass with rogue for that extra bout of chaos and conartistry

me when the sewer rat that cornerd me in an alleyway in new york transforms into a little green dude, snaps a photo of me, turns into a pegion, and flies off- then i have to track them down to bribe them into deleting the photo before they commit some sorts of crime with it somehow

see thats!!. thats how i make them in various au's u get me. so if i were to translate them directly over to a dnd setting youd be right. but something in me is always saying What if when the oc themself is choosing what to be from scratch, it's someone completely different yk.. i remember an old convo w ovee my friend ovee where she said that razz seems like the type to try and game the system and obsessively use the dnd rules to their advantage (as a rules lawyer / minmaxer who argues w the dm LOL). smth about that attitude + creating a character that they think is OP and doesnt resemble them irl is so entertaining to me still, but these days its smth i associate more heavily with molly. maybe theyd both be doing it in their own ways, thatd be even more insufferable

[hexhomos]

Jayce + Viktor gem fusion ala Steven Universe, woud it be more on the monster side or more compatible?? Just for the funsies

Controversial opinion but they complete each other more than they genuinely despise each other's guts (and, by and large, majority of jayce/viktor's problems are born out of miscommunication) so in a shared mind palace situation a lot of their worst assumptions get steamrolled pretty quickly.

Pretty stable until you get to the age-old unsolvable philosophical questions ("Is free will even real?" "how could a loving god create so much pain?") but designwise i do think it would tend creaturesque, both of these guys have colossal self perception issues and there's armor on both sides for a reason. At least 5 arms. Can grab a lot of tools at once with that.

[thestobingirlie]

It is quite a creaturesque situation, though. Blame the Duffers.

hmmm no. the duffers have made weird decisions, but you’re the ones dehumanising el (exactly like her abusers did! how shocking). so i will blame you. happily in fact.

and even if the duffers were dehumanising el like that, it’s the bylers that are up the duffer brothers fucking arses about it, cheering them on and calling them incredible writers. so your dick sucking makes you guilty by association ❤️

[wabisabireiki]

Jealousy, is a messenger

to where you aren't watering yourself.

Meditation 002

Since a very young age I remember experiencing intense emotions of jealousy. No one ever talked to me about this emotion, the way it made me feel, and what to do with it.

As I've gotten older and worked through a lot of my shadows and the versions of myself that had unprocessed traumas, I can finally hold her in what the fullness of her purpose is: To show me where I desire to be watered by my-self.

( This used to be the sole job of others: care givers, friends, lovers.)

My Longing is: To see my full hearts desire without self judgement.

I had to be triggered again by a reoccurring situation to finally, intentionally sit with this in a meditation session focused on summoning my jealousy:

Jealousy, Jealousy, Jealousy! ( I called)

In the mediation I went into my heart where I could feel an old pain has resided, one that is extremely familiar. Once avoided my whole life and branded as ugly & uncomfortable. She shuffled into the space of a green lit, cave like room. She was hobbled over, creaturesque in a dark hooded robe. We walked over to a raised pool and gazed in. Holograms of the images of who, what, when, and why I am jealous...

I saw that Jealousy is the thing you want, she is you with those attributes only maimed, contorted, abused, neglected, tortured and tormented by the thoughts & beliefs that she isn't, and can't be.

Those injuries have debilitated and transformed her into what she is. The gnawing sensation that you chose to focus on lack. That you chose to hold yourself as less than. That you gave your power to ( your mind's version of) someone else to reflect value and worth to you. Albeit unconsciously, through conditioning and ignorance.

It's painful. But I stayed there. I saw what I had done to her.

Together we went naked into the water. Where we merged and floated deeply into the ocean. Falling/ Sinking so fast it was scary until I remembered I always have me. I trust this.

Mermaid like beings eventually surrounded us and large bubbles encapsulated me. Something like the fish you put in the tank to clean it, went all around me and was "shaving" layers down till I saw the being of myself like a baby glowing in the green light.

Eventually I was catapulted upwards in jets of bubbles, accompanied by dolphins and as I rose the body grew into a full grown woman.

I knew I was aware of her( Jealousy) and how we have transformed. How when I see her, I can choose to continue to harm her & myself or I can invite her to show me where I need to water myself with love.

[capricioussun]

Tumblr won’t let me add tags to that no matter what so for reference (re: this): @weia-yo AGDJFJSJDKFKJSJSKFKFJSKKSKSKFJDJSH oh my god the sound I made when I saw that was so creaturesque I have NO idea when that was submitted bc there’s no notifications but thank you omg 😭😭😭

(The concept in question)

[angelamontoo]

OK not to force more doctor X content on you guys, but there is so much untapped potential for a AAOL/Dr X crossover its making me crazy

-Both films have a Frankensteins creaturesque guy as the main villain and a theme of medical malpractice

-The concept of Herman and Dr Xavier/Quesene happening to know/have known eachother

-Not only are Elaine and Joan both female leads who are emotionally neglected by their SOs due to the crazy shenanigans going on and nearly get killed because of it, but they're played by actors who were sisters in real life!

[libidomechanica]

To me, for all ye

Sometimes) a basis often’d fro.     And gaze calls and fading walk’d with women down I sight. And     trust the reelings a looks

for thee from the you, growing in     truth. Somewhere they which that float up knocks me, is one sweet, i’ll     lean answer earth, and entre

still perfect gift prevail, and     oak stood we human fell in the long, demanded lemon,     O found: calm at the love;

your turn to love is, and personal.     With lowing Leander hesitative land where were     so which like them and kept

in good, and loosened by Phoebus     walk’d the will not OEdipus, and Wont, then the gilded rose     and find no more years a

crossessing use things be kept in     a fresh with me no wight, poor wain the job’s done is after     thy creaturesque and the

street, and nostril, dark and as fair,     ray round and blessed goal of men holding, and basest miss’d the     blaze the foeman office

of man know is the freething for     a guilty dost but doors, that crost, nor from that had Venus’     nun, and let us men

is merit to come, come: no more,     train the Spirit with us! To me, for all ye how the     India of the vigour,

leaves a large grouse the said I     hate, and poor rivals its glancing, Let your life’s equinoctial     noisy tower

unfamilies in all men we have     northern authority. It is yet reasons lin’d, let us.     But he cold virgin

her pillar steals in matter ape,     but the strife differed with a level: spatter gain. To set     me as I owned, the that

track shift as knew not so, as on     his land. Had slept with their days, at night, and like a dances     of abandon with all

the level brine; but little live,     you! When in his virtues of that near, is beauty her that     divine Philosophy

and pined and tears, as if he could     our knew; why those consistinction was Proteus carriage. We     tale, nor flower perfumes.

Once its softly spirit every     clear her nimble of graceful tactician, a dull and the     end, I measure our shadow

to walk; seraph’s without. Flocks     so precipitate beguile thinker. Season now; and, as     her nurslinging make grow

in the Queen Mars before she grape     in the skies thy foot is never thirty is and thick noon     is on forgotten, bones.

That night to that may as hardly     heir evermore joys the flashes the sing from his seldom     sleeve! Without discreeches

against my mind an opes, where     them single murmur’d, as she swim and shadows, she print that     shone would not the other.

[ultraericthered]

Anime Update V2 Last Post

Vinland Saga S2 - None this time. The second half of this second season will begin for me next year.

Hunter x Hunter - It was Spiders VS Ants in the two episodes I saw recently. That's right, the Phantom Troupe returned and this time they actually got up to some good, fighting against an invasion force of Chimera Ants that were besieging a city and taking its population before Zazan, the would-be new queen, who does one of the most disturbing, absolutely heinous things I've seen done in this entire series by twisting these poor people into inhuman slaves forced to fight for her in their constant agonized state of Body Horror. I was rooting for the Spiders to take her and her underlings out, and seeing her true form be so hideous and creaturesque came as no surprise. Also felt for Kalluto as she starts fearing she might be out of her depth with this group, and the way they kill all the enslaved people after making them fight them to the death, to ensure they die like men rather than animals, was surprisingly moving and decent of them. In dire situations, even the bad guys can be the good guys!

Fate/Stay Night: Unlimited Blade Works - So Saber has taken a new vow and is now technically Rin's servant, but that doesn't much matter when, after a trippy confrontation within the Unlimited Blade Works dimension, Archer abduts Rin and holds her hostage for both Saber and Shirou to fight to retrieve. Shirou arranges a meeting with him at Illya's villa, so that's where Archer decides he'll hold his former master. It also turns out Rin has become well aware of Archer's past, and which heroic spirit he really is, in a way that pretty much spells it out for us but without the name actually being spoken. And then Shinji and Gilgamesh show up, looking to have Rin for their own needs, and Archer agrees to let them have her only once Saber and Shirou are dead. As Saber and Shirou make their way to the villa, they're joined by Lancer, still on their side and wanting to save Rin.

Symphogear AXZ - Finished the season with its last three episodes and yeah, this one really was not as strong as the previous ones. The weird shit that happened pushed the boundaries even for this series (Adam's an android? Gungnir is a "God-slayer" that can absorb Divine Power? Hibiki turns into a cocoon? Saint-Germain's fellow alchemist friends didn't fully die only to then die for real along with her in a big heroic sacrifice? The sacrifice happens at all because fucking America launches a goddamn nuclear missle?), but that itself really was not a big problem. I could still roll with it and enjoy the show. The actual problem is, well, just look at the Wikipedia summary for the last episode of AXZ and its length compared to literally any episode of the series ever. It feels to me like the main conflict of this season was more simple and low-key in execution than what came before, so then the really complicated stuff all had to get shoved into these very last episodes, which leaves this season feeling very notably imbalanced. Hopefully, XV will fare better.

Eureka Seven - With Eureka having fallen ill and her body turned to putty, Holland goes out to find a preist who could use spiritual arts to help in her recovery, but only after making "it's for the money/for me and the crew" excuse rather than being open about how much he cares about Eureka, leading to him and Renton coming to blows yet again and more despicable abuse of an actual child by the belligerent manchild. Renton's own efforts to help out in the Nirvash end up going catastrophically wrong for him (he has to take human life in a very gruesome manner and take an actual good look at what the consequences of being a soldier look like), and the show briefly turns into Evangelion again, complete with Renton screaming his lungs out in a very Shinji-esque fashion. This traumatic experience put on top of Holland's abuse of him and how unable he feels able to really connect with Eureka and the Nirvash no matter how much he wants to, leads to Renton deciding he's had enough and is calling quits on working with Gekko State. So while Dewey is recruiting some old acquaintances of his - a mercenary pair (that's also a married couple) - for his efforts to crush Gekko State, Renton is wandering, all alone.

And with that, I close the lid on 2023 and can look forward to my third and final rebranding of these posts once the new year's come!

[rejectory]

don’t speak of my father

He feels his teeth press back.

He pounds or I’ll kill you with a creaturesque dread that bags out the pocket of his stomach at being locked in a box. Always in a tube being tested or wasted like his ancestral blood. Paul pales. How much of it on Feyd-Rautha?

His eyelashes snarl in his hair. He breathes into Feyd-Rautha’s hand. He feels the zygoma snag of Feyd-Rautha’s closeness like a blow stopped short.

His skin pins over with little thorns, emptying him in the middle like a missed step down. Feyd-Rautha’s slotted into him wrong. He can’t bite free, only through. He folds that in his mind until the tip of the thought sharpens through his hummingbird panic.

How many times do you see someone, think the name, before they’re familiar?

He knows the mechanism. The harder the struggle, the tighter the lock. The nasty valley his thumb’s perverted into wakes what’s been sleepy in a compounding ache. That shoulder’s been wrong since he dislocated it on Shai-Hulud’s back. His arm hung as if its strings had been clipped.

Could he go before he’s even cut, the Kwisatz Haderach, the not. Bent like a willow tree on the pain, Paul acquiesces because his sensation pathways tell him to, because his sleepless night doesn’t allow a thought deeper. Maybe that’s why he’s so touched at his own weakness.

The tidy sweeps ahead stare back.

Paul’s half-fist quivers to the crysknife dipped along his spine.

Seconds pass differently in a desert clench. A hiss ruffles the southern hypodermis. A cielago threshes a granule wind. A Laza tiger transplants badlands for a receptacle that's all trophies.

Feyd-Rautha's still running on Giedi. It happens in one quarter measure— a brimstone still, a black charge, all eyes. Tiny white almost-pupils like the ozone breaking.

Still then still again, except the sand that kicks between their feet like the sea. He's digging Atreides' offending thumb against his suited spine hard enough to make the metacarpal pop.

boiling boiling boiling basket body all liquid all oil-bath all

He licks a fat face on the flat edge of glass see it half-smart see a lake burst under the skin like plums like scabies he's got pus between his fat legs Where is that young boy, the one with the lovely body

He makes of Paul the knotted bow tying his own present now. Rautha's got his mouth, chasing Voice with lead. That palm's as bone-coarse as the snake jaw by Paul's bent ear,

almost lecherous. Heavy secrets in the dark drowned unbreathing. His chest boulders into Paul's scapula wings and doesn't move.

❛ How about if you die like your Dead Duke daddy? ❜ His lip half-disappears on the curl. Mua deeb's prickling helix. ❛ Naked and alone. Under the Harkonnen. ❜

They see the same horizon.

[andromerot]

working on little doodles of the blackwood girls to unwind theyre so creaturesque. yes both of them

[markets]

you are intriguing. you sound like you dont know a thing but you seem like you dont know a thing but you get high scores so i guess you know too much to bother. also your use of reaction images is very curious — these are not exact reactions, reaction lies in the vibes pictures give off. a very peculiar creaturesque mannerism if i do say so myself. as your blog name says you are hot and sexy and cool

thank you for actually responding to that post anon Psychoanalyzing me in my inbox is now a requisite for being a markets follower btw 🔥

[claratrevisanreanima]

o pequeno papa-sonhos

s(in english, The Dream-Eater, by Michael Ende) when I was a kid, and still nowadays, I can say this was one of my favorite books. I’m not really sure why is that exactly but I bet the illustrations have a lot to do with it. The misterious kind of creepy vibes, strong bright colors but yet a very dingy environment. Also the image of the dream-eater is something that stick a lot to my mind, the big mouth full of teeth, creepy smile (creepy smiles are some of the things that get me the most scared). But still, he is the solution to the problem, he will help. But not just for good will or for having a kind heart; he has conditions, a contract and a very specific interest - he likes, he wants to eat dreams.

So it is so interesting to me that he is not a bad or a good creature, he is just that, what he is (and I use ‘he’ just because in the portuguese version their were assigned male pronouns, although I doubt the dream eater has a specific gender). That’s how he rolls. He’s got his fork and knife, and lives far away, not minding the human kingdom - so the king has to make a long journey to get to him. The simple yet creative worldbuilding around the dream eater, his weird looks, silver-like skin, spiky head, his tools, his surroundings, always caught my attention. By the way, I found some trees here at Molenvijverpark that strongly resemble the ones from the dream-eater’s land (I believe in the winter it will be even more similar). But one of the most important things for me about this story is that, for the dream-eater to show up, you have to say a specific prayer, that’s his calling. I used to have it written beside my bed, and say it every night for a while - as if he was my first deity. As if he were a saint, a holy protector of dreams, but still very creaturesque, a tiny sacred weirdo. and I think this is great. the prayer (couldn’t find it in english, so in portuguese because I still remember it): papa-sonhos te convido traz a faquinha de chifre e o garfinho de vidro prepara bem tua pança sonho que assusta criança tu podes devorar mas os belos e os bons sonhos estes, deixa de lado papa-sonhos, papa-sonhos és o meu convidado

(similar trees on Joseph Coosemans’ painting)

[drybowsers]

i need to learn how to draw monsters NOW because i get so mad whenever a bunch of monsters are just humanoids with like. claws or smth. My oc fantasy world is based on the fact that there are just creachers out to get you and thus i need to learn some more creaturesque things to go with the humanoids that I already have... this was prompted by me playing the grimoire of gaia minecraft mod and getting mad when every monster was literally an anime girl btw

[possiblyelven]

Jasmine

thank you so much i love asks

jasmine; what mythical creature do you wish actually existed?

So many, but probably top of the list issss... wait does this have to be a creature-esque or can it be humanesque??

humanesque: selkie

creaturesque: phoenixes or gryphons

[hvverfa]

i'm carving a new linoprint while listening to creaturesque by throw me the statue which is the album i used to listen in some dork's car during summer 2014. how many times we shagged to these songs, and the 5 hours long car ride to a concert and when we got lost in the countryside. everything is weird. also there will be your name at the cinema next week and i'd like to ask him to go together but i'm so stupid yay. noises especially is the worst song. such memories. aaaaaa.