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shadespear · 1 year

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Hey, has it ever clicked for anyone that Sonic is literally a child? I know some people usually go "teenagers aren't kids, they're basicly younger grown-ups!" But like, that's absolutly not true? Teenagers ARE kids! They're older, they're on the road of BECOMING adults, but they AREN'T!

The point being, I can't even IMAGINE what kind of messed up trauma riddled mind Sonic has at this point. Just- the childhood trauma I've had has been enough to eff me up real bad, imagine what all the stuff SONIC has been through has done to him!

And I know; I know that Japan has a thing with idolizing children that behave maturely and/or takes on a bunch of responsibility, but still! He's been 15 years old for, what, 20 years? And he's been through hell and back and fought several gods and always been the one to stand strong and never give up! Imagine the mental and emotional toll!

As a kid I always thought "wow! Sonic is so cool and mature!" And now as a 21 year old I just get an intense parental need to just- get him therapy and protect him from the world. It's kinda scary how many emotions and instincts media can trigger, actually!

And I know that it'd be pointless to protect him from a lore standpoint; he's more powerful than some human nobody ever would be, but I just-

He's 15 YEARS OLD you guys!

A kid!

And that realisation hit me like a freight train a couple of months ago, and it re-hit me after playing Sonic Frontiers!

#sonic frontiers #spoilers #More spoilers here than in my other posts so it's more valid here I think #Get these kids some guardians damn it!#Why is Vanilla (Cream's mom) like the only adult we ever see that isn't Eggman?#And we don't even SEE her in the games! Where are all the adults at?!#I know I'm getting old because I'm worrying about a FICTIONAL un-attended teenager fighting eldrich monstrosities #See my ramblings kids?! This is probably what you'll be like when you're older!#Screaming at clouds because a fictional kid gets hurt

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terendelev · 8 months

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ofc I slapped Enver in the morphic pool and he kicked me back like a five year old kid... ofc I also recorded it and made gifs of it...

#ok it was the only funny part about that scene #tamsin and enver slapping and hissing and hitting each other before trying to dominate a huge eldrich monstrosity #true romance

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zanathan-aisling · 2 years

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failing a DNI at “monsterfuckers” is. an emotion

#like i actually fucking get that given a strong subset of ‘em (us?) are basically using a verneer of monstrosity to justify wanting to bang #‘’’feral’’’ entities not demonstrably intelligent enough to comprehend consent in human terms #OR to fetishize just. way too blatanly IRL animal stuff but with sapience. like the reverse of the other thing #but GOD IN HEAVEN the feeling of ‘darn. i’d get freaky with a ‘biblically accurate angel’-turned-demon and cant talk to this person because #of it’ is. fucking HELL its something.#(biblically accurate angel is in quotes because i mean it in the bullshit colloquial sense)#addendum: i said ‘us?’ as in it could replace ‘em’ given i do think the average cognizant eldrich demon is hottaroni. i don’t mean i’m the s #subset. i feel like that goes without saying but i’ve been growingly insecure over my verbage lately

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ainelane · 2 years

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Finally got around to watching impulses new episode of hermitcraft and

This reminds me of

#hermitcraft #impulsesv #gotta love them boys taking selfies with eldrich monstrosities #grian knows how to sow chaos

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ribbonmiku · 2 years

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g girls

#i'm narratively married to caspian but he is TESTING my fucking patience so im thinking about bashette kissing cordelia and eris #why date this dumb jerk who keeps lying to me when i have TWO incredibly smart and pretty girls i could be kissing #i kid i kid i love caspian #and bashette has multiple hands #but if he lies to me or tries to take on his eldrich monstrosity of a patron by himself ONE MORE TIME #AFTER HE PINKIE PROMISED ME #WE'RE GONNA HAVE SOME PROBLEMS #txt #bashette #plum art #plumgame

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saturnisscreaming · 9 months

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People say eyes are the window to the soul. But apparently removing my eyes and fixing tiny windows in the sockets is "not the same thing" and I'm a "monstrosity of my own making"

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thewhumpingbunny · 3 months

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VENT WRITING.

GOVL chapter 7 alternate scene

As the Emperor writhed on the ground, unable to keep himself from screaming at his overwhelming loss at the hands of the princess he so coveted, Lucia lost her footing entirely. She was immediately caught by that of her beloved husband Elvis, as he knew that she would be dizzy after having used every bit of her energy. He noticed her eyes were having the hardest time focusing, and figured that most likely she would pass out in his arms as he made his way back to Dissidia’s warpzone.

“Without my power,” Mateus roared, pushing himself upon his palms. “I am nothing! End me!!” He gasped, taking a moment to look at the couple who only gazed upon him with pity. “I- I cannot live like this!”

“What a plonker ye are,” Elvis grunted as his eyes narrowed. The pity had vanished from him, hearing that. “Ye’re too good for mercy, are ye?” He shook his head as he turned attention back to his wife. “No. Ye heard the royal decree. Ye have a job to do, now get back t’ it.” While he would have no issue with ending Mateus’ miserable life for all he’d done in just the last two days alone, he withheld his rage at her order.

Lucia did her best to force herself to a stand, though it was more than apparent she wouldn’t make it more than a few steps in her current condition. “Mateus, please. Go home.” She spoke weakly, but earnestly, hoping that the warlock would just hear her out. “I will not! I will remain here and find a way to break your curse before I rain hell upon the Palace of Power itself!” He barked at her, as he rose himself to a stand. “Mark my vow. I will not allow this to stand, princess! If you do not belong to me, I will… end all you care for. Your forsaken love will doom not just you and your children, but every citizen of Video Land!”

“Y-you don’t understand,” Lucia said, attempting to step closer to him, but she lost her footing again. Elvis helped her keep her balance this time, instead of simply carrying her weight on him. “This land cannot remain in such a state if Gamers are to have access to any Dissidia game, past, present, or future. It will be reset by the… Deity of Destruction. If… if you meet with him, you will be reset entirely, same as this world.”

“Bah, some deity will not be the end of me.”

“I didn’t say you were going to die…” she clarified calmly. “...I said you will be reset.”

“Ach, lass, we need to get ye back home. Ye still haven’t recovered from yer last, and here ye are, trying to work things out with this lout? Come now, wee bunny. If he won’t listen to ye, he’ll just have to suffer the consequences,” Elvis said gently. “Ye cannae save ‘em all.”

“But-” “All the shit he’s done to ye?! The fact that he’s even seen that there is a whole expanse beyond his Game World has driven the bastard mad. It may be better for the whole of Video Land if he is consumed by yer… deity.”

“It hurts to see him go, despite everything. But, I guess, if that’s his choice…” She looked into those purple eyes once again and smiled. “You did say you would rather die than accept my mercy. If that is your will, I can’t stop you. Mateus, I’m sorry that I… that we…” she took a deep breath and sighed. “Goodbye, Emperor Mateus… Matty.”

Not since he was officially on her team had she called him that. His heart skipped a beat before turning away. After sealing away his magic, preventing him from gaining any more power outside of the Realms of Fantasy, how could she dare even act like she cared! It was preposterous! How dare she even pretend at such a sad smile like that? What the hell was all of this?

“Can’t even return the favor of a goodbye? Aye, tha’s some right bullshit,” Elvis said. “We’d best be going. I don’t want you caught by the deity, wee bunny!”

“No, he can’t hurt me. He acts under my contract here in Video Land, as I was the one that summoned him in the first place. If we do meet him, you and I will be safe.” Lucia said, finally allowing Elvis to lift her up into his arms.

Mateus watched them go before snatching his golden scepter from the ground. That piece of shit, holier-than-thou prince walked away, carrying the princess the Emperor desired. Ugh. He would do all he could to undo this curse she placed on him, no matter how long it took. No sort of silence would be put on the greatest ruler in all creation! He could at least manifest his six golden wings. As he was ready to take off, he heard the quiet tip-tap-tip-tap of old-fashioned leather shoes against the floor behind him. “Well, I had no idea I would have the opportunity to consume an angel today. How fortuitous!” The voice seemed to have some sort of odd interference, crackling as if being played through a machine at a distance.

Mateus turned to look behind him, to find a tall, almost impossibly thin being standing there. He carried something of a staff of his own, though it had a strange adornment. Instead of a jewel or fixture to enhance magical power, it was some sort of device he had never seen before. His whole ensemble was blood red, from his bushy hair, classy striped suit, all the way down to the shoes he heard before.

“Are you the so-called Deity of Destruction?”

The lanky red being laughed, showing his sharp yellow teeth. “Is that how the princess described me?! Oh, the flattery! Isn’t she just darling! Allow me to introduce myself! Salutations, I am Alastor. It is a pleasure to meet you, quite a pleasure!” The interference around his voice kept going with every word he spoke. Mateus had never encountered anything like this before, either. What was this so-called deity? “Now. I’m quite the fan of your performance, Your Majesty.” “...excuse me? What do you mean?”

“Why, I’ve been tuned into everything you’ve done! Anyone that causes my bunny this much pain is someone I must follow,” Alastor continued, his smile growing that much wider. The ears atop his head twitched a few times before horns began to sprout from his bushy red hair. “I’m thrilled she has given us the opportunity to cross paths, finally.” They grew outward, expanding far wider than his shoulders, extending with multiple branches as his eyes turned into blazing yellow dials. His limbs elongated, further than any human could survive, but as he transformed, his smile grew just as twisted.

When Mateus flapped his wings to get himself into the air, Alastor snatched him right out of the air with one of his claws. No matter how many times he tried to cast any of his magic, it would fade before it could manifest. He struggled to break free, but this demonic monstrosity had him bound tightly between fingers even longer than he was. Tentacles came from Alastor’s back, wreaking havoc on all of the land around them, and the grip only tightened.

“You- there is no way you could come of her power!” Mateus shouted. “She is filled with Light, and her magic manifests itself in music!”

“Hmmmm,” Alastor mused, continuing to crash about to destroy the Game World of Dissidia like a kaiju. “Not that it matters anymore, does it? She warned you, and you did not heed her.” “If you are not going to kill me, then-” The radio demon gripped the emperor so tightly that he could not even carry the air in his lungs well enough to speak. He stopped his rampage enough to use another claw to rip Mateus’ wings off his body only to toss them in his mouth to eat them. Then, he broke every one of his limbs - both arms and legs - one by one. Alastor slammed the defeated husk upon the ground, face first, with every bit of his strength. Mateus knew this Game World was crumbling around them, and that if he did not die by this demon’s rampage, he would be caught in the negative space. That must have been what Lucia meant when she told him he would be reset entirely.

“I have no desire to kill you, you miserable shit. All you have caused my dearest bunny to suffer shall be paid back to you, one thousand fold!”

Mateus did not know this level of pain before in his life, and without a physical way to escape it, he had no choice but to let it claim him. Darkness beyond anything he himself could manipulate surged through his every nerve, charging through him as if he was naught but a conductor of the worst magical energy. He spat up everything in his body from blood to whole ass organs, but somehow, despite staring at his own lungs and stomach, somehow he was not dead. He could not fathom any of what he was seeing. This couldn’t be happening! This- this was- it was a nightmare he needed to wake from!

“You do not know the HELL you have inflicted upon her. I will be glad to demonstrate for you.”

Words escaped him. His lungs have collapsed. He could not breathe. He could not move. The blood surging through his eyes made it impossible for him to see. All he knew in that moment was pain. And despite his being unable to function, he could still hear his own voice screaming in terror. No matter how hard he tried to force himself to wake, he could not.

“How long has she had to endure you?” Alastor asked, waving his hand to bring forth even more darkness upon Mateus’ body. “Thousands of years in the negative space is naught but a fraction of a second outside, Matty...”

#just a rough draft #do not reblog please #vent writing #sometimes you're just really pissed and you need to fucking vent about it #I dunno if this is whump but I don't have anywhere else to post this #no I am not tagging it with whats in it fandom wise #eternal torture #whumper gets fucking whumped #eldrich monstrosity tortures warlock

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whereserpentswalk · 8 months

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Sometimes you'll meet a Fae, and it won't look like it's supposed. It'll be broken looking, missing pieces like shattered glass, deformed and distorted features to the point where they're twisted and uncanny, discolored body, erratic or dangerous behavior, sometimes even so distorted it looks more like an eldrich horror then a creature of the Fae courts.

These Fae have lost their lands. Great desert spirits whose dunes have been turned into golf courses. Creatures of forests and fields whose lands have been overtaken by malls and parking lots. Protectors of cities and towns whose communities and natural ecosystems have been replaced by highways and lawns. These creatures are in pain because the very places they were part of are dead. They lost something so fundamental to them that they can't heal without it.

The people who made the world this way will complain that the Fae react naturally to what happened. But what else do they expect? This is the world they made. They'll try to solve this problem with iron bullets, but this isn't a Fae breaking its rules so it's just not going to work that way.

When you're working to heal these types of Fae you're working to heal the land. And that will take time. That monstrosity made of plastic and concreate isn't going to return to being a forest spirit the momment you plant a tree where that mall and that parking lot was, that wandering horror isn't going to switch back into being a town guardian the momment you sign a bike lane into law, you have to make space for them and give them time to heal, and then mabye you'll be making space for humans too.

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deadlifeseries · 3 months

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You know a funny thing to think about is if cybertronians have some like, goofy ass software/hardware limitations.

Like those clothes designed to confuse ai image recognition, would they just not be able to comprehend what they're looking at like some eldrich monstrosity?

Or I've seen videos where someone is speaking polish but it's pronounced like it's english and I'm just imagining that shit messing with their translation software.

Would their vision bug out if they're near something radioactive like a camera would?

Feel free to add onto this if anyone has more thoughts.

#transformers animated #tfa prowl #tfa #transformers #tfa bulkhead #tfa blackarachnia #tfa optimus prime #tfa bumblebee #deadlife shitposts #maccadam

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deadchildsuperhero · 2 years

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I love when Danny Fenton is absolutely horrifying to anyone that lives outside of Amity park. Like everyone that knows Danny thinks he's a small, cute, kinda akward cinnamon roll, but when outsiders see him it's just an cryptic, eldrich monstrosity imposing as a child.

He stares at you and it's like you're stuck in a nightmare you'll never get out off. Those aquatic blue eyes feel like the deepest, darkest part of the ocean and you're drowning in them and suffocating.

He says something completely normal but you can't help but fliching, like there's static lacing his voice and a certain sharpness with every word He says. He continues talking but you feel like there's hundreds of fingers scratching chalk boards at the same time.

He looks completely fine, handsome even. But you can't help but feel unnerved. You look closer and see things unearthly, like how his teeth are to sharp; How his ears are a bit to pointy; how his skin looks far too pale and how they still say cool even in the hottest summers(not the normal kind of cool, an....unnerving kind of cold.); how his pupils are like a cat's, in the right conditions thin as a slit, like a snake's but even more dangerous somehow; How his hair seem to move on their own, even when there's no wind at all,it still flows a, soft, unearthly way.

He doesn't breath, he doesn't blink, he doesn't move, it's like he's a statue. He stands next to you and it's like the air goes cold, like all the sound and all the colour disappears. Like you've been thrown into a endless pit of suffering where the only thing to do is await your inevitable death. Then he leaves, and everything's fine again.

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dp #I love creepy Danny so much #Let him scare the shit out off outsiders please #Like he just wanted to ask if this guy was ok #And the guy just immediately gets down on his knees and pleads him not to drag him to the deepest part of hell #Danny just wanted to ask if he was ok #Amity park residents just wondering what's wrong with the outsider #They don't realise smoll tiny Danny Fenton is a cryptic monstrosity

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