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libraryofgage · 4 months

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Addams Family B-Side (3)

Part of: Steve Deserves Good Parents, Actually Debbie and Fester Addams One | Two | Three (you're here!) Rick and Evelyn O'Connell One | Two (on the way!) Harley Quinn One 10th Doctor and Rose One | Two (on the way!) Scooby Gang (there are plans for this one lmao, so plz be patient with me orz)

Did I already post today? Yes. Did I also post two chapters of Modern Steve in 80s Hawkins today? Yes. I am just incredibly productive today, who knows when it's gonna happen again lol

Anyway, finally! The next B-Side! This bitch has been stewing my guys, so I hope you enjoy it lol

There are two memes at the very end of this one, so definitely stick around

As always, if you see any typos, no you didn't 😘

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For four weeks, Eddie feels himself losing his mind. He finds gifts in his locker every other day, and he's convinced they're from Steve Harrington. He now has a taxidermied bat, a fancy-looking vial with a skull and crossbones embossed in the glass and filled with mysterious liquid, an actual human skull that Eddie immediately incorporates into his next campaign, and a spider. An actual spider. A live spider that, after a little research, he learns is a fucking Black Widow that seems unnaturally friendly.

Eddie can't stress that part enough. Multiple people have mistaken the spider for an intricate vest patch because it just sits perfectly still over his chest pocket. It only moves to rub its head against Eddie's fingers whenever his hand passes over it, and even then it's careful to avoid hurting him with its pincers.

He names her Nox.

Those aren't the only gifts he's received, but they're the most notable, and Eddie is overwhelmed and flustered by the positive attention he's suddenly receiving.

The other thing driving him crazy is Pubert Addams, a guy Eddie had never paid much attention to before but now considers his mortal enemy. He's convinced Pubert is, at worst, potentially abusive or, at best, delusional and taking advantage of Steve's kindness and inability to brutally turn him down. Or maybe Eddie is the crazy one; he doesn't actually know. Whichever it is, Eddie is ready to take the very nice dagger he now has (gift number 15; yes, Eddie has been counting) and stab him with it.

Because he can't get more than two minutes alone with Steve before Pubert appears out of nowhere. Eddie runs into Steve in the hall while everyone else is in class? Pubert shows up with a hall pass two seconds later and literally waltzes Steve away from him. Eddie finds Steve camped out in the library during study hall? Pubert materializes in the chair next to Steve before Eddie can sit down, leaning far too close as he asks Steve to explain something from their shared Gothic Literature class. Eddie, by some miracle, is behind Steve in the lunch line (and he calls this a miracle because Steve always brings his lunch in a pink box with black skulls, which Eddie considers incredibly brave of him to carry around like it's nothing)? Before Eddie can do more than say hi and get a blinding smile in return, Pubert fucking Addams shows up and drags Steve away while promising to share his lunch.

Eddie is just about to lose the last shred of patience he's struggling to maintain when Steve finds him. Ironically, it's the same bathroom where they first talked, the one with mysterious mold growing in the corner that Eddie is convinced is some new species. It's the only bathroom with a busted smoke detector, and Eddie goes there to get high during his free period.

He's halfway through a joint, smoke curling around him as he sits on the sink counter and tries not to think about what else has been there, when the door swings open, Steve walks in, and Eddie chokes on his inhale.

"Don't die like this," Steve says, stepping closer and patting Eddie's back like they know each other, "It's no fun."

Eddie finally gets himself under control, taking a deep breath and wincing at the way his lungs burn. "No worries," he croaks out, regretting the departure of Steve's hand on his back. "What are you doing here? Please don't tell me you plan to use this bathroom."

"As curious as I am about the bacteria teeming on these toilet seats, no." Steve sounds genuine, like he really does want to swab the toilet seats and see what grows. Instead, he places his bag on the sink and pulls out a familiar vial with a familiar skull and crossbones. "I just came to drink."

"Oh?" Eddie says, leaning forward with a grin. He looks Steve up and down, taking in the pale blue sweater vest and immaculately pressed jeans. "You don't look the drinking type, Stevie."

Steve hums, popping the cork out of the vial and taking a swig from it. "This isn't exactly hard stuff," he says after he swallows, distracted enough that Eddie thinks he misses his eyes lingering on Steve's throat as it bobs.

"Just beer then?"

"What?" Steve asks, looking at Eddie like he's delusional. "No, it's cyanide and vinegar."

He says it with such conviction that Eddie believes him despite knowing cyanide is poison. "Metal," he says, looking away to take another drag of his joint as he struggles to break through his own awkwardness and hold a conversation that will somehow sweep Steve off his feet and make him forget all about Pubert Addams.

Before he can think of something clever and smooth and funny, Steve leans close and raises a hand to his chest. Eddie is about to warn him that Nox is, in fact, real when the spider scuttles onto Steve's fingers and settles in his palm. She does a little up-and-down motion, circles in his hand twice, and rubs her head against his wrist. "You've been taking good care of her," Steve says.

"Uh, yeah. How is she not biting you right now?" Eddie asks, remembering all the times Nox has warningly snapped at others who tried to touch her.

Steve snorts and allows Nox to return to her spot on Eddie's vest. "I raised her," he says, his tone casual like he isn't admitting to showering Eddie with inexplicable gifts for the past four weeks, "of course, she won't bite me."

"So, it has been you," Eddie replies, wanting to hear it from Steve himself.

With a soft hum, Steve takes another sip from his bottle. "Who else would it have been?"

Eddie licks his lips, takes another drag of his joint to brace himself, and hops off the counter. "So, uh, does that mean you li--"

Before the rest of the question can be asked, the bathroom door swings open again, and Eddie feels his eye twitch as Pubert Addams frowns at them. "So, this is where you were," he says, walking over to Steve and putting an arm around his shoulders.

"I told you I was going to the bathroom," Steve says, rolling his eyes as he stuffs the vial back into his bag.

Pubert looks Eddie over, a derisive huff escaping him as he dismisses Eddie and looks at Steve. "On the other side of the school? Really?" he asks, and Eddie would be overthinking what that means if he weren't sure his veins were about to burst.

"We were talking, you know," Eddie says, gaining Pubert's attention again. Steve looks at him, too, his eyes a little brighter.

"I'm sure," Pubert replies, rolling his eyes as he takes Steve's bag. "And now we're leaving." With that, he leads Steve out of the bathroom, the door swinging shut before Steve can do more than smile apologetically and wave.

Anger surges through Eddie, and the shaky drag he takes to finish off his joint does absolutely nothing to soothe it.

He's going to kill Pubert Addams.

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Funnily enough, Steve's mother doesn't learn about his crush until he's five weeks into it. When Debbie finally does discover the crush, it's because she walks in on Fester and Steve decorating homemade cookies shaped like anatomically correct hearts. She pauses in the doorway, looking between the two covered in flour and raspberry jam, and asks, "What on earth is going on here?"

Steve looks up, sees this as his chance to finally tell Debbie, and smiles brightly at her. "I'm in love, Mother. He's allergic to raspberry, and Father agreed to help me make him cookies with raspberry filling, so he can feel the same breathlessness I do when I see him," he explains, using his thumb to wipe raspberry jam off his cheek.

Debbie stares at him for a few seconds before looking at Fester. "How long have you known?" she asks.

"Five weeks," Fester admits, looking apologetic. "I wanted to tell you, Pumpkin! But Steve asked me not to so he could tell you himself."

She sighs and walks over to the island, sitting on the edge of a stool and taking one of the cookies for herself. She bites off a pulmonary vein, looking thoughtful as she chews. "I must admit, these are damn good cookies," she finally says, taking one more bite before passing it to Fester to finish. "Tell me about him."

And Steve does. He gushes about Eddie for a solid hour without taking a single breath, spilling everything he's seen Eddie do and how he's reacted to all of Steve's gifts and how he gets so obviously jealous when Pubert butts into their conversations. He tells Debbie about Eddie not screaming when he saw Nox, about him selling drugs, and about his interest in music. Steve laments his hair but eagerly describes the treatment routine he already has in mind.

By the time he's done, the cookies are decorated and his mother's expression has grown a little pained. "Steve, darling, come with me," she says, getting up from the chair and leading him out of the kitchen while Fester starts to clean up.

Steve waits until Debbie has brought him to her spare room to ask, "Did I do something wrong?"

"Well, did you remember my rules about crushes?"

"Yeah. I've talked to him a lot."

Debbie smiles and brings Steve over to the bed, sitting him down and straightening his hair before perching next to him. "Then, you're not in trouble, but you've been going about this all wrong, dear."

"Should I tell Pubert to stop making Eddie jealous?"

"Absolutely not," Debbie says, shaking her head firmly. "In fact, he could try harder. Nothing gets to a man like someone he can't have, especially if he thinks they're in distress."

Steve blinks, frowning slightly as he tries to figure out where, exactly, he's gone wrong. Eddie seems perfectly enamored with him, after all, and Pubert's goading is encouraging his affections, which is the only reason Steve has allowed it to continue. "Did I give him a live spider too soon?" Steve asks, figuring that's the problem here.

"No, that's not...," Debbie trails off, mutters something about Fester being an idiot, and clears her throat. "Steve, your father is the last person you should approach for love advice."

"But...you agreed to marry him, so he must have done something right," Steve says.

Debbie barks a laugh, waving her hand dismissively. "I married your father for his money. I attempted to kill his entire family and only stopped when he promised to give me everything I asked for. I would hardly call him a casanova."

Steve nods along, smiling a little as she speaks. He's heard their great love affair many times, but he doesn't get tired of it. "But you actually love him anyway, right? Father says it's because he showered you with gifts. So, that's what I'm doing."

"I...do love your father," Debbie admits, sighing as though she doesn't know how that happened either. "But it's less because of his gifts and more because...he gave me the devotion I wanted. Anyway, if you learn anything from us, it should be that love comes second."

"What comes first?"

Debbie smiles, the expression positively devious, and Steve can't help returning it. "Obsession," she says, her shoulders rolling back some as pride fills her. "Occupy his every waking thought. Make yourself irresistible. Make him dream of you at night. Overwhelm him with desire until he simply must act on it."

"Oh," Steve says, thinking of how his father acts around Debbie and realizing that obsession never quite went away. But it's worked out well for them, and he knows his mother has experience with luring men into her arms. He nods once and asks, "So, what should I do?"

"I'm so glad you asked," Debbie says, her smile bright and her eyes filled with excitement. "You'll have Eddie falling to his knees before you in no time."

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Eddie didn't think it could get worse. He was already attracted to Steve, already distracted by every little movement.

He was wrong. So incredibly wrong.

Because here he is, his mouth dry and his palms sweaty and his cheeks warm because of Steve. He's not even doing anything. Well, that's not true. Steve is curling his tongue around a lollipop before sucking it into his mouth like he'll die without it. But it's more than that. It's the painted-on jeans that hug his legs; it's the pastel pink hoodie (with little bats on the cuffs) that rides up whenever Steve moves to show off a strip of skin just above his waistband; it's the way he finishes the lollipop and pulls out lipgloss, casually telling Pubert it's raspberry flavored as he puts it on.

Eddie swallows around the dryness in his mouth, gripping his locker door so tight that his knuckles turn white as he looks inside it. Sitting innocently on top of everything is a Tupperware container of cookies with raspberry filling (according to the label), and Eddie is ready to eat one just so he can die knowing what Steve's lips taste like.

That's not even the worst of it. The worst is that Steve transfers into Eddie's Music Theory class, smiling innocently while the teacher introduces him and then directs him to sit at the empty desk next to Eddie. When he's close, Eddie realizes Steve smells like cookies and cream ice cream, and he's tempted to ask if Steve smells like his favorite flavor on purpose.

The teacher saves him from the embarrassment of blurting out the question by announcing a project. The teacher then dooms him by telling everyone they're required to work with their desk neighbor. Eddie grips his pen tightly when the teacher tells them to spend the rest of their class time discussing the project.

"So," Steve says, getting Eddie's attention. When he looks over, Steve is leaning forward on his desk, chin propped in his hand as he looks at Eddie. "Want to come over to my place after school? To work on the project, I mean."

Eddie stares at Steve for a few seconds, his tongue stuck in his throat. To his credit, Steve doesn't say anything or call Eddie out for staring at him. He just waits patiently with a little smile curling his lips. Eddie finally clears his throat, his voice coming out a little strained when he says, "Yeah, sure, sounds good. After school. Your place. Project."

Smooth. Real smooth.

When Steve just smiles wider and stretches his arms above his head, pulling his hoodie up, while suggesting they do the project on the evolution of heavy metal music, Eddie realizes he's probably going to die after school.

He can't wait.

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bajingoarts · 4 months

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The Rathbones

Here they are! The Rathbones! Much smaller family than the Ratigan's by a mile.

Basil's father was inspired by Judge Frollo, Little Finger/Tywin from Game of Thrones, and the Duke from Moulin Rouge. Creepy power hungry hypocrites.

Basil's mother was inspired by the weird shit The Victorians got up to with their seances and other occult interests. Victorian era goth girl.

Mace is a bit pompous but just wants to reconnect with his brother :')

All their names are also based on different herbs or spices <3 Read more for all the background!

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Sorrel Rathbone

Sorrel is a shrewd successful lawyer who services politicians and high society figures. He sees everything in his life as a means to further his own political and social standing. His family, his work, all of it was carefully regulated in order to maintain an image of stuffy British excellence. Sorrel arranged a marriage with a beautiful debutante lady, but he only did so out of selfish desire, as she was very ill and easy to control. Sorrel dislikes anything that does not meet his impossibly high standards, yet he harbors a secret dark fetishistic desire for rat women. With whom he was unfaithful to his wife through out their marriage all the way to her death. Sorrel is sorely disappointed in his youngest son's profession and life path, and barely speaks to him since he left years ago.

Rosemary Rathbone

Rosemary was born the only daughter to a highly respectable rich family. Rosemary was very ill her entire life. Doctors assumed she would not live past the age of 18. She beat the odds and survived, however it left her very weak. Her family, desperate to have her married off, agreed to the match with Sorrel to give their daughter good protection and income. Unlike her cold unfeeling husband, Rosemary was kind and gentle to her children. Rosemary had an obsession with the paranormal. Being so close to death all her life made her fascinated by the strange, macabre, and creepy. She often had taxidermy bugs and would take her youngest son Basil to cemeteries and seances, where Basil quickly pointed out all the ways they would trick their visitors. Her illness did eventually take her life, and she passed away at the age of 30.

Basil Rathbone

Basil is the youngest son. Ever a strange child, Basil was obsessed with chemistry, mystery, and was proven to be quite skilled in his powers of deduction. He became interested in murder and crime as a result of his mother's influence and her own fixation on death and the macabre. Basil was extremely close to Rosemary and when she passed away when Basil was 11, he was left extremely lonely. His brother and father were distant and inattentive, and Basil lacked the social skills required to make friends. So he threw himself into study and work as his escape from the world and soon ran off to Cambridge to study chemistry and the newly booming forensic sciences. There he met his first real friend Padraic Ratigan. After a year at school, however, Ratigan and Basil had a falling out. Ratigan left to build his criminal empire, and Basil was determined to stop him at every turn. After Basil thwarted Ratigan’s biggest plan to overthrow the monarchy, he’s been trying to get back to serving his community through his detective work. But the events of his time with Ratigan haunt him.

Mace Rathbone

Mace is the oldest son. Mace is an ambitious young man who has been molded to follow in his father’s footsteps from the day he was born. While not as cruel or cold as Sorrel, Mace has learned to be cunning and manipulative when needed. He is the pride of his father who often compares Basil to him, further estranging the brothers. Mace was always jealous Basil got more time with their mother, while he was stuck being paraded around like a show pony by their father. He resents Basil for his intellect and the fact that their father largely ignores Basil. He was arranged to marry a rich mouse named Camilla. Mace went along with it as he did everything his father asked of him, but the marriage was purely for duty not for love. In the marriage, however, Camilla and Mace fell in love. They went on to have two children and live in a large home in London. Mace will, on occasion, try to be friendly and reconcile with Basil, but Basil still keeps a distance.

#the great mouse detective #my art #ocs #original characters #basil of baker street #tgmd oc #mice #mice ocs #mice furries #victorain #furries #furry #furry oc #furry anthro #anthro art #fan art #basil rathbone #year of the rat #great mouse detective

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whilomm · 27 days

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finally finished my nipple memorial plaque (after i kept Forgetting to buy the fuckin, metal thingys)

While i wasn't able to take my real nipples home in order to taxidermy them, i think my paper mache nipples made from tealight wax molds make an alright substitute given the circumstances

ill put the full thing under a readmore due to being told the nipples are "very realistic" (though i feel the colors are still a bit off, should have matched my vampirically pale skin tone a bit better)

#im not 100% happy w how iy came out (mostly the colors are Off to me) but eh i could always redo it later. salvage the nips.#or i could just leave it imperfect and slightly off lookig #trans #top surgery #....idk if i should tag this as #trans art #but. i suppose it technically counts.#transmasc #transgender #buzzy

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mechanical-v1scera · 2 months

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Personally I would keep my weird potted plant, bearskin rug, rocking horse, leaking grandfather clock, encyclopedia britannica, abstract artworks, crinoline dresses, sand cushions, taxidermies vulture, printing press, old medical equipment (recently used), leather kite, brass telescope, wheelbarrow of fossils, swords, rope, tiny mold filled bathtub, old retainers, half-butchered pheasants, jars of pickled hands, sawdust filled diving suit and broken picnic basket

#thoughtful talks #the magnus protocol #tmagp #tmagp ep 6 #tmagp 6 #tmagp vague #tmagp spoilers

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chaifootsteps · 7 months

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I despise how they've handled Stella seeing as she had so much potential to be such an interesting character and add some depth to the whole story arch of Stolas cheating and essentially destroying his family because of his own selfish desires, but since Vivzie refuses to do anything interesting with her female characters I developed a lot of fun headcanons for Stella before she was complete butchered in the narrative;

Stella collects tea sets, she loves going to the hell equivalent of thrift stores to find older, maybe even damaged sets and attempts to restore them. Stolas gave her a galaxy themed set as a wedding present and its one of her favorite, she never uses it because she’s afraid to damage it.

Speaking of thrifting, Stella enjoys taking Octavia along on her thrifting outing, the two of them often visit antique stores together and love to collect pawned off heirlooms. The two of them love to speculate and develop stories of where they believe the heirlooms came from and how they ended up at this very store.

Similar to Octavia, Stella has a fascination for taxidermy and for a while in her youth would collect dead bugs and attempt to preserve them.

Used to read to Octavia to put her to sleep, her favorite book to read to Via was the Grim Brother’s Fairy Tales. She gifted Via the complete book collection as a birthday present one year. It’s one of Via’s cherished possessions.

Stella has a loud, infectious laugh a type of laugh you wouldn’t ever expect to come out of royalty. She was ridiculed for it by her parents, being told it wasn’t becoming of a lady to chortle so she opts to a proper quiet giggle when around other royals. Because of this belittlement she’s become quite self conscious of her laugh and only genuinely laughs on rare occasions or when she’s comfortable around someone.

Stella adores Stolas’ terrible sense of humor and his awful dad jokes, though due to her insecurities towards her laugh she tries hard to keep from laughing out loud when out and about, however sometimes she can’t help it.

Stella has a couple hobbies she enjoys and indulges in during her free time such as flower pressing, playing the piano, thrifting, gardening, calligraphy, and party planning.

Stella loves planning parties and will often times aid other higher ups and royal families in planning social events, charity events, and parties for any kind of occasion. She’s planned quite a few odd social events because of this, but its hell so that’s to be expected after all!

Has a strained relationship with her family due to their belittlement and ridicule. They cared for Stella but of course were more worried about molding her into a proper young lady so they could marry her off to a higher standing family, so their relationship now adays tends to be a little tense and strained. Continues to keep in contact with them out of obligation, and in a sense guilt.

Stella truly wished for a large family, however it was extremely difficult for the couple to conceive and Stella suffered multiple miscarriages. Via was a miracle in herself and the young couple were lucky enough to have carried one baby to term. After Via was born Stella suffered with some extreme postpartum depression. Because of all these hardships they did not attempt to have anymore children after Octavia.

Even though Stella and Stolas’ union was due to an arranged marriage, Stella never despised Stolas. Even though she hated having her autonomy taken from her at such a young age she still strived to be a good wife to Stolas in hopes that the two of them might be able to learn to properly love each other regardless of the circumstances.

At some point Stella believes she truly did fall in love with Stolas, so when the truth came out that Stolas had cheated, the betrayal hit her deep. She spiraled into a deep well of self doubt and depression. She had done everything she needed to right? After all, she had done everything her family had told her, she had been the perfect loving wife yet he still cheated. What was wrong with her? Was it her fault? Was she not good enough? What was it about that Imp that Stolas adored? How could he do this to their family? To her? To Octavia? Soon enough Stella became withdrawn and cold, choosing to keep her distance from Stolas all together. It didn’t help that Stolas appeared to harbor no guilt for his infidelity only continuing to rub salt in the wound as he continued to publicly pursue the affections of his impish little plaything.

Fuck it, if the Vivzie stans get Soft uwu Stolas in spite of every awful thing he's done and continues to do in canon, we can have soft Stella.

#Anonymous #helluva boss critical #actual blog post

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staticspaces · 5 months

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House of Horns

Check out the video walkthrough!!

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Now let's head down the hall and take a look at the bedrooms!!

Tucked away down a long driveway, nestled among overgrown trees with grass up to my thighs, we find this captivating abandoned time capsule house.

The owners were an Italian couple, the wife having passed away almost 15 years ago and the husband died in 2015, which is around the time the home was vacated.

I was absolutely blown away by how untouched it was with seemingly everything left behind. There was china still sitting in the display cabinet, clothing left in the closets, artwork and even a small collection of taxidermy and animal horns. The large property was used for farming with pens for livestock and a few outbuildings. One of those buildings contained refrigerators and freezers for storing the meat, one of which was still powered.

Two years after my visit a lot has changed. The basement flooded and there are now large swathes of toxic black mold that have taken over the home. This house does not have much time left!

#abandoned #urbex #urban exploring #urban exploration #bandos #abandoned buildings #abandoned places #forgotten #abandoned houses #forgotten buildings #abandoned homes #abandoned time capsules #time capsules #abandoned time capsule #forgotten places #videos #youtube #Youtube

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onemossygoblin · 9 months

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Per the request of @bugsoda Here is My Cabinet of Curiosity’s! (+some commentary about the stuff)

To start here’s a thing I made for it. Idk I just like stickers.

TOP SHELF!!!! I have so many things :3

This is a taxidermy horseshoe bat I got for my birthday!

This is a random cocoon my stepdad found and my pendulum (+a dead cactus :|)

A jar full of jars + a old drink bottle

A jar I made out of resin :3

A pinned moth I got for my birthday! (From an etsy shop if you’re interested)

Fluorite tower!!

This is a resin dragon my mom made to try out the mold!

SECOND SHELF!!!! (the coolest one)

This is a little mushroom guy I made out of clay (his name is Olli)

Some of the miscellaneous cool stuff on this shelf

This lovely fellow is my (possible) Tanuki skull <3

Tumblr won’t let me add more images so if y’all want to see more let me know! :3

#animal skull #taxidermy #My cabinet #crystals #long post

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myrkmadr · 10 months

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Hela & Personal Correspondences [ The Path to Morrow ]

K E N N I N GS S && E P I T H E T S Mother of the Forgotten Sister to the Lonely Lady of Dires Lady of Secrets Harbinger of Final Breaths She who Summons Silence She of Broken Bone Lady of he Mirror-Self She of Rot and Gore

A N I M A L S Moths and Butterflies Maggots Caterpillars Corvids Shrikes Carrion Birds Wolves Juncos Roadrunners Hummingbirds Wolfhounds Bombay Cats Ragamuffin Cats

P L A N T S Roses Yarrow Queen Anne’s Lace Lilies Spider Lilies Fungus Molds Nightshade Fallen or rotten tree bark Yew Birch Clusters of dried/preserved flowers

S O U N D S Ambient noises in the background Water drops in the distance Light rain showers Slow violins Distant middle-tone drum beat n an ominous manner Static/Noise Creaking of very old wood Deep humming

M U S I C Helvegen by Warduna People are Strange cover by Johnny Hollow Koudou by Dir en Grey True by Akira Yamaoka Room of Angel by Akira Yamaoka Clint Eastwood by the Gorillaz

F O O D S Panes Dulces y Panes de Muerto Conchas Churros Plain doughnuts Meat stews Green chili Oatmeal Farina/Cream of Wheat Muffins Dark Chocolate Chocolate Pudding Dark Coffee with only a little sugar Espresso

S T U D I E S Taxidermy Pathology Psychology History of old buildings, even local places The stories of the elderly Stories of people who have passed on Nursing Machiavelli Oscar Wilde Fairy Tales & Nursery Rhymes Gothic Literature Dark Satire Treating and taking care of graves and bones Ancient History Her history The history of wherever you live, where you have gone, etc Woodworking Carving The varieties of funeral rites in other places

B O D Y Skull & Bone Jewelry Vintage Old lace Dried Flowers Large blotches of Vitiligo Silver, Black, White Antique White/Yellow Pale Pastel Pink Tinge of pale mint green Hematite Spinel Onyx Thin Black Spiders Black Widows Length

M I S C Stone Stone walls & pillars Stone & Wooden kitchenware Water damaged Books Books falling apart Old, creaky buildings People forgotten in the past Cemeteries Graves & Graveyards Old Dirt Mines of Moria Sorrow & Sadness Calm before and after storms Numbness Kindness Newborn children Elderly people Piles of carrion insects Dead Trees in the midst of forests Plague

#heathenry #norse paganism #norse polytheism #crown and stone

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kittypup12 · 1 year

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Hi, I know I've been dead, but I have been itching with some new fun AU material.. hear me out:

Post events of village, everything still unfolds the same, Heisenberg still dies.. but he isn't exactly *gone* per say.

Oh yeah, I'm talking spirit AU baby

The Duke even comments about how he can "feel Heisenberg's essence"

We (unfortunately) don't actually see any hints of the Lords' presence in the dlc. If course, you could look at it as a sign they've "moved on" considering they aren't seen in the megamycete

Or maybe they are trapped, not in the mold, but in their crystalized remains.. Remains that were purchased by the Duke

He could keep them for his own purposes, of course, or maybe they've been pawned off over the years for profit. (Except Lady D for... reasons 👀)

So say after some saving, you finally decide to treat yourself on a trip backpacking through Europe

One day, you decide to take a quick detour to a local oddities shop on the way to your next hostel

You see your typical fair of fake taxidermy, old medical instruments, ect. Until you head further back into the store

You find what seems to be a very unique.. sculpture? It looks like some kind of amalgamation of various scraps of metal and what almost looks like flesh

Of course, you know better than that, but God it looks so real

You assume it must be some kind of statement piece, and for some odd reason, are completely compelled by it

The shop owner claims it was purchased from an odd traveling salesman and just had to have it. He recalls how he felt an almost electric energy and drawing presence radiating from the object. Nearly possessing, he says

Shortly after bringing to the store, strange things began happening to the metal and technology

That's why he keeps the strange object hidden in the farthest corners of the store. Because of this, he's more than willing to sell it to you simply to get it off his hands

It's a bit heavy to tote around for the few days left on your trip, but other than that everything seems normal

Until you get home

At first it starts very small. The lights seem to begin flickering more often. Out of the corner of your eye, you swear you catch some of your metal silverware and items move.

The room you keep the "sculpture" seems to be the most affected. There seems to be a slight electricity in the air that only gets thicker the closer you get to it. Some days, you swear you can hear I near inaudible, low static hum coming from it. Almost like the slight static you'd hear turning on an old tv

Over time, the feeling of a presence can't be ignored anymore. No matter how many candles you light or what air freshener you use, the scent of oil and cigar smoke wafts from the room. Next is the heavy foots steps from boots can be heard walking through hallways, stairs, etc. If you have pets, they begin staring at something that isn't there slightly *too long* for your liking

Then, one night, you get your first look at your new occupant

It's about 3am when you wake up. You're in that odd in-between state of rest and wakefulness. Your movements feel limited, and you assume it's probably sleep paralysis.. then you see him

A dark, looming figure standing near the foot of your bed. Your eyes begin to adjust to the darkness, and you can slowly make out more of its features. A tall, male like figure wearing a wide brimmed hat and what you figure to be a large coat. A classic description of your typical sleep paralysis "demon."

Surprisingly, he seems to not actually be looking at you but off in another direction. You watch as he pulls something from (what you believe) is his pocket and put it up to his mouth. You swear you see a small flicker, followed by the sound of an exhale and the smell of smoke. A cigar, you think to yourself. Looks like you've found the source of that pesky tobacco odor

Suddenly, he turns in your direction and finally looks to have noticed you staring at him

After a short stare down, he quickly walks off through your wall, leaving a visible trail of smoke in his wake

ANYWAYS THAT'S ALL I'VE GOT FOR NOW! (Sorry, this turned out way longer than I thought 🫣) I have a few more ideas in mind, so please let me know if you'd be interested in more or have some of your own! 😊

#karl heisenberg #re8 #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #headcannons #au ideas

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