#viscus

[justalittletomato]

Am I imagining starlight meeting Viscus? A journey to Maul’s home planet with the intent to recruit the Nightbrothers to their Mandalorian horde. The intent is clear and Maul has it set that such an opportunity will not be scorned. Refusing would be not be in the nightbrothers interest…

Starlight stares at the leader of the Nightbrothers. Older and ever so handsome and also quite similar to their Maul…

Savage and Maul made no mention of their father and given what Starlight had been told it’s likely the brothers did not share a father. Savage looked more like Talzin…

A low chuckle from their side. Saxon tilted his head and looked to the Mandalorian Archivist.

“Are you already imagining how handsome our Manda’lor will be in the years to come?”

Thank the stars for their helmets. Their face was burning.

[floretspell]

viscus

nikutcheral (general) term

[lunarprincegarbo]

Good night chat. And sorry to that Kelvin, he was having a really bad game tonight

[six-six-cicada]

thingie

tiny star thing made of wires & open nerves. it just exists™!

head can change shapes to whatever so long as it's a star. Doesn't have a mouth. Left eye is usually open but can close, right eye is usually closed but can open. uhhh. Tail Is Glowy™. I imagine this thing feels like wet muscle or like innards. Except for the head which would probs feel like a Christmas ornament

[wooahiexist]

(GORE WARNING!!) I keep bringing them back

Anyway so I can finally explain things for them! So in this there’s two types of experiments conned and dismembered

Conned experiments have their minds mingled and believe they’re helpless while Dismembered experiments basically get their skin and stuff torn off to be experimented.

Viscus does have a full family who is currently alive and are aware he is gone.

[butts-art]

young Talzin x Viscus

uncensored:

[corvidscreams]

Idea spawned by @sihirbazi (here) and fleshed out by @paper-crane-castles.

An au in which Cal crash landed on Dathomir instead and grew up learning the mysterious (and spooky) ways of the nightsisters.

[ejfivercommander]

Witches and Monsters/Nightsisters Trilogy arc

TCW arc 1/?

[nightclansunited]

Brother Viscus —

Dying for a sister is no mere loss; it is an accomplishment worthy walking amongst the greatest.

[noesqape]

[darth-maul-of-dathomir]

I very faintly recall this man being a neighbor when I was a child. Now, he is the village head. Supposedly the oldest and wisest nightbrother in the conclave.

Care to take a guess how old he is now, hnn?

My estimates are around late thirties, early forties. Zabrak can live to see two centuries. Hmph. Draw your own conclusions.

[snapmite1998]

As the Republic forces prepared for their siege of Dathomir, the dense, red-hued atmosphere of the planet buzzed with tension. Darth Maul stood amongst his formidable allies—his brothers Savage and Feral flanking him like dark sentinels, their eyes glowing with an unquenchable thirst for battle. Mother Talzin, cloaked in her enigma, exuded an aura of mystic power, her pale green eyes a striking contrast against her dark form. Surrounding them, the Great Mothers of the Nightsisters invoked ancient spells, their movements fluid and rhythmic, weaving a tapestry of dark magic that clung to the air.

Asajj Ventress, her twin lightsabers clenched tightly in her hands, stood ready to avenge her many grievances against the Jedi. Morgan Elsbeth sharpened her spear with methodical precision, an unreadable expression on her face. Merrin, her grip on the dark side of the Force unwavering, chanted softly, communing with spirits unseen.

The legions of Nightsisters and Nightbrothers assembled, their collective energy a storm waiting to be unleashed. And there, towering over them all, stood Ire—the undead Nightbrother, a ghastly figure whose loyalty to the living was eternal. Ire commanded the Undead Army, their hollow eyes and decrepit forms a macabre sight.

Darth Maul cast his steely gaze over his war-bound family and allies, a twisted grin forming on his lips. "The Jedi's arrogance knows no bounds," he declared, his voice echoing with malice. "To dare attack us here, where our power is absolute. We shall show them no mercy. They will rue the day they set foot on Dathomir soil."

The gathered warriors erupted in a fervent chorus, their cries reverberating through the eerie landscape of Dathomir. As Republic ships began to descend, the ground trembled, signaling the clash of two mighty forces. Dark side energies intertwined with the harsh defiance of blaster fire and the hum of lightsabers igniting. The battle for Dathomir had begun, and only the strongest would survive.

[lunarprincegarbo]

THIS MATCH WAS FUCKED. the Dynamo feed my lane and DC'd then mo and krill dc'd, and then this. Kind of poped off here. Paradox shortly DC'd after

[six-six-cicada]

tiniest fuckin guy ever

[wooahiexist]

DID I POST THIS? I DO NOT REMEMBER I GENUINELY DON’T…. BUT I PLAN TO DRAW THEM MORE

This was also made while I was moving so it’s real hard to remember

[sasukeisawake]

one of my favourite excerpts from alexander g. weheliye’s habeas viscus: 

alt ID: Building on Hortense Spiller’s distinction between body and flesh and the write of habeas corpus, I use the phrase habeas viscus-- “you shall have the flesh”-- on the one hand, to signal how violent political domination activates a fleshy surplus that simultaneously sustains and disfigures said brutality, and, on the other hand, to reclaim the atrocity of flesh as a pivotal area fro the politics emanating from different traditions of the oppressed. The flesh, rather than displacing bare life or civil death, excavates the social (after)life of these categories: it represents racializing assemblages of subjection that can never annihilate lines of flight, freedom dreams, practices of liberation, and possibilities of other worlds.