#tw: symbolic cannibalism

[childotkw]

Oh my God you like lucemond. My favorite writer likes my new obsession. The best tomarry/Harrymort writer I know likes lucemond.

When can we expect the fics? (Pretty please?)

Nnggghhhh fine. I'm thinking of calling it ruination because it's ✨dramatic✨

(Also, anons, you flatter me - let me repay your love by feeding our budding obsession)

It's essentially a 'Lucerys survives the fall and keeps his memories' story. The piece of Arrax's body that he was attached to took the brunt of the damage, and he washed up on a small rocky, uninhabited island, miraculously alive.

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Lucerys woke on the shore of an islet.

Cold water lapped at his legs, a teasing threat, and his body ached down to his bones. Each breath brought with it a fresh wave of agony, his ribs rattling in his bruised chest.

But none of that could eclipse the yawning, cavernous, echoing sense of loss ringing like a death knell in his heart.

Arrax.

His eyes burned with sea salt and sand and fresh tears. A sob caught in his throat, iron pooling in his mouth as his new reality etched itself into his soul.

His dragon, his life-long companion, his friend - gone. Snatched. Taken.

...

Eventually, Lucerys managed to pull his battered body further up the shoreline until he collapsed, trembling, at the base of the dark rock outcrop that seemed to dominate the tiny island. As he dragged his weakened legs close, leaving red imprints from his blood-soaked clothes, his dark eyes finally scanned his surroundings.

And what he saw made the sorrow the flooded him feel but a drop compared to the rage that seared its way through his blood.

He hadn't washed up alone.

Chunks of flesh - soft pink muscles and pearlescent white skin - were scattered up and down the small inlet.

The sight hollowed out what remained of his lucidity.

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It'd explore what the violent and sudden loss of his bond with Arrax would do to him.

For days Lucerys would be trapped on this islet in Shipbreaker Bay. The waters would be too harsh for him to dare to swim (not that that meant much with the distance between him and the mainland), and his only source of water would be the collection of rainwater that pooled in some hollows in the rocks.

He'd manage to create a small fire from some sun-dried wood that washed up, but when the hunger kicked in and the shaking got too much for him to try to hunt fish - he'd have one thing to eat.

The idea would disgust him, horrify him - a desecration and a last betrayal towards his friend. But hunger's a hard foe to battle, and another part of him would think that even now Arrax was looking after him, protecting him from starvation.

This would be the catalyst, because two days later is when Cannibal came for him.

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Arrax had been light and warm, their bond crackling merrily like a campfire. Inviting. Mischievous. Young.

Cannibal reminded Lucerys of the jagged mess surrounding the Iron Throne. Cold steel and dangerous. Steeped in a history he would never experience, that he could only see the end result of.

He loomed large in the edges of Lucerys' senses, still as wild and threatening as he had been when he came for him that day.

Their bond was nothing like his and Arrax's. There was no love there, no affection - only a keen possessiveness and the rumbling, storm-like understanding that they were the same.

Cannibals. Cutting their teeth on the flesh of other dragons.

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Cannibal would fly Lucerys back to Dragonstone - their return a mix of terror and jubilation.

Jubilation, because the son they feared dead had come back to them.

Terror, because not all of him returned on the back of the largest, most infamous wild dragon.

A light in Lucerys had gone out, the last dregs of his innocence died in Vhagar's jaws, and it would be obvious to everyone that looked at him.

He would be sharper, darker and more aggressive as his bond with Cannibal settled and their ferocity fed on each other's; and he would be aflame with the need to avenge his first, gentler dragon.

Rhaenyra would be concerned, dreading what these changes meant; but Daemon would be the one to turn the endless rage into a weapon.

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Daemon's hand curled around the base of his neck, the weight familiar and firm and warm. Lucerys allowed his step-father to tilt his head, a thumb pressing against the hinge of his jaw, and he met those purple eyes without fear.

"Alright?" the man asked, whisper soft and painfully gentle despite the violence evident in the lines of his face.

Lucerys paused, blinking heavily, and exhaled with bitter honesty. "No," he answered.

Daemon smiled at him, a small quirk of his lips filled with fatherly fondness. "You will be," he promised, tugging Lucerys in until his forehead rested against the man's chest.

--- -- --- -- ---

Eventually, news would break that Lucerys survived and now rode Cannibal.

And Aemond, who no longer had kinslayer hanging over his head, the word whispered at his back like a dagger sinking into his soft flank, would be torn between relief, guilt and the same niggling want that had dogged his steps every day for the last ten years.

[kimiko24]

Will I be consumed now too?

[limonjarritos]

VINCE IS SO DOWN BAD FOR RODY OH MY GOD??? LITERALLY KILLS HIS EX GIRLFRIEND TO MAKE HIM HAPPY???? THEYVE KNOWN EACH OTHER LESS THAN A WEEK??????

LITERALLY LIKE- MY MAN FELL HARD AND INSANELY. LIKE WHO DOES THAT? I wouldn't have it any other way. Just the way that as soon as Rody came into his life he was like 'I need this man to be so whole-y mine.'

When I was playing the game my pet theory was that he fell for Rody's brand of love, for how he loved Manon (he did say that he spoke of Manon when they first met) and Rody's personality.

(read more because I am so annoying about this game vv)

Something something, how Rody loves so intensely to the detriment of himself (Manon told him to stop giving, to for once in his life realise that he needed to take care of him self and be stable. He can't just account for the other person's needs <- barely know her but I get why Rody was head over heels). How Rody's love is similar to his cooking, burning, burning himself, burning and oh so overwhelming. And I do think Vince wanted the feel of that burn for himself, wanted to feel the warmth and devotion of which he had been so devoid of. To understand what it was he was lacking. How love and cooking go hand in hand in the story, how Vince's dishes were devoid of love, how he can't taste. How Rody's love surely would be strong enough, would be the missing ingredient to allow him to finally taste something. (Also lack of taste going hand in hand with what looks like depression of some sort, or perhaps just apathy for life. How bland his own life may be. How such a love, such a person could perhaps bring some taste to his life.) Vince seems to have killed Manon as a form of trying to show Rody a similar type of love. Giving him something, giving him a meal made out of Rody's own love. A gift since he couldn't give his own brand of love in a way that matters, couldn't give it without showing his own brand of devotion. I do think he 100% had an underlying jealousy and hatred of Manon, how Rody was still stuck up on her. How she never once mentioned Rody when her and Vince dated (though outside of Vince's pov I'm pretty sure Manon was just doing the healthy normal thing by not mentioning an ex?? but Vince is soooo gone) which is obviously a sin (he doesn't seem to take kindly to people who are mean to Rody. Such as the article and Rody's old college classmate) and proof she wasn't deserving enough of Rody's love. But alas she was still a gift and show of love to Rody.

On the personality topic (thought I forgot about that did you?), Rody is such a brash and kind person. A perfect foil for Vincent's more stoic nature. Rody willing to try and befriend Vincent, running into the kitchen to talk to him. He showed a bit of said love to Vince by trying to befriend him and how could Vince not want more? (why wouldn't Vince try to reciprocate in his own way. Make him happy) I mean he seems pretty feared by his cooks, and the people at the party have mentioned that Vince is pretty ruthless, not at all a person many wish to get to know. But Rody is willing to, yet Vince wants his undivided attention...

Okay wow this has gone on way too long uhh I'm 100% open to further discussion especially if I forgot something! And I haven't really looked too much into the game past playing it, so any reveals the creator may have given I'm mostly unaware of and would love to be informed of more!

Anyways tiny Vincent attack!

[stay-pos-cos]

I never meant to harm you, I never mean to hurt anyone.

I am gentle, kind, but never harmless.

My claws are made to catch and to keep.

My teeth made to crush and tear.

So when the sweet, metallic taste of you exploded against my tongue I cursed a god I did not believe in, for placing this animalistic rage deep within my bones, far too deep to cut out or burn.

I begged the moon to take pity on me, to free me from the pull of her cycle. But much like the tides I remain her loyal servant.

So run,

As fast as your legs can carry you.

Take your soft, warm smile.

And your beautiful flowing hair and run far away from me little lamb.

[yun-lii]

TW: human organs and blood

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a little obsessed with that story about the pomegranates

[snekky-arts]

This is love

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Normally I wouldn't post art this close together but inspiration struck and this little painting experiment turned out WAY better than i thought so I just had to share Mr. TheQuack, who deserved every bad thing that happened to him but we're gonna draw sad art anyway

also fun fact, goat hearts don't really look all that different from human hearts

also also photo references WILL save your life DO use them

reblogs are welcome, reposts are not!

[vesteneris]

Florance + The Machine, Dance Fever

Make me evil, then I'm an angel instead At least you'll sanctify me when I'm dead

[biohazardousgeodez]

I dont think breakcore is healthy for me judging by this image

[jaspertjunk]

why isn't vomit used more in symbolism

[kimiko24-art]

Eat up • This love can only be experienced through the flesh.

[childotkw]

i love how i’ll be gone for a while and when i return you have 20+ new aus and i binge all of them because i’m obsessed. that’s currently not the point

i’m really curious as to how you’re going to deal with the slight cannibalism and just how luke deals with the trauma and the self loathing. i cannot wait!!

I’m genuinely a mess - the second I find a shiny new thing it becomes my whole focus on my blog 😂 but sharing is caring so I’m glad to introduce others to my latest obsessions haha

I was skimming through my notes for chapter two of ruination while answering this and literally every scene for Lucerys has a big stamp saying “HES SAD AND CRYING” over it. So I hope it carries over in my writing lmao

Can’t wait to get to this one though because it fills me with the sadistic joy only a writer can feel when prepping a scene:

[percephilous]

guess which dumb fuck put this on the wrong account. mb gang. anywayz!

asterope fans come get yalls food [get it.] anyways AHFGGDAGFGEGFEGFEDERFREDEAAAAAAAAA LOSING IT LOSING IT LOSING IT god i love him. they could never make me ahte you asterope you deranged bastard

reference image by butcher vanity ofc love that song <333

[dizzyspice717]

I’m gonna start a notes app note of things I’ve said to my parents that make them concerned for my mental wellness, starting strong with; “you gotta have fun with cannibalism”

[waambles]

When you’re starving, you’ll eat anything.

“Starving” Waambles, 2023

I posted this elsewhere but didn’t give my explanation so I thought I might aswell say it here hehe

This is a response to my dislike of the metaphor of cannibalism for love/romance. Showing something so violent and all consuming in a positive light as a metaphor for love rubs me the wrong way. This is also a piece about my aromanticism + romance repulsion. Where love HAS felt like cannibalism to me, where the idea of being tied to someone romantically feels like losing myself and my autonomy. Romance feels like a loss of self for me as an aromantic person, cannibalizing my soul and my body for your enjoyment. So Everytime I see alloromantic people post about cannibalism as a metaphor for romance all I can see is the consumption and it confuses and scares me lmao. I feel other forms of love and I’d never want that love to feel like I am being consumed or consuming someone else. This isn’t a diss towards anyone who likes that metaphor but this is my response to it. Really tried to capture the horror and terror with this one lol

[devoted-rotting]

I made an alignment compass for the various kinds of Cannibalism.

[consumdstqr]

TW - mentions of Horror, body horror, canabalism etc + kinda vent maybe???

metaphors and symbolism in writings and poems is gonna make me go feral!!!

Canine poetry is my life and reminds me of the book/movie Cujo. I'm not at all a dog person despite having two family dogs but canine poetry makes me so sad. It's relatable and it makes me wonder how dogs think of us.

Canabalism + Pomegranates is insane to me. Especially as an Arospec person what I feel as 'romantic love' is so complicated I can barely explain it but being so interested in someone that you want to consume them and be one with them even if it's messy and gooey is literally what I feel in place of actual romantic feelings

Body horror as a symbolism/metaphor for body/gender dysphoria IS LITERALLY ME!!! Sometimes I feel like my body and my gender is so alien and uncanny in a way that body horror especially in movies and art captures so well even without being inherently queer.

Horror in general as a symbolism and metaphor for queerness is so insane and relatable to me, especially as a horror lover!!!!

me when people use metaphors/symbolisms for queerness