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*eating god: eucharist, Kronos eating the gods, devouring your own god to become him, ect.
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@kas-the-forty-third I can't tag you but I'm doing so in my heart
So basically my professor called me to do research about cannibalism for pay and so I did that for a year. Then the project was finished but I missed it so I applied for a grant and wrote a paper on how dogs and women are the same thing because of sex reasons. Then last semester my professor wanted everyone in the class to write a paper on dogs in Lucretius and because I wanted originally to write my paper on Venus topping in book 1 of drn, I just kinda pivoted my dogs and women project because I already had the research. And I added Venus in there because the Homeric dog is subverted in Lucretius so I wrote a paper on how by subverting the role dogs take he's also subverting the role of men and women and because in ancient Rome it's such a power dynamic, and because of the way Lucretius talks about honey (which is semen) there's cannibalism in the form of consumption of human fluids, so dogs and women are the same and by subverting the role dogs take he's subverting the role of women and thus women eat men in a sex way which terrified the ancient Romans. i don't think this post makes much sense tbh I've been awake for 48 hours and will be awake for another 12.
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As someone who studies how eating is sex and also sex is cannibalism and cannibalism is god I feel like we on Tumblr have a skewed view of how normal those conversations are. I get blank looks and "lettuce I'm eating dinner right now" and "lettuce do you see me as a person or as meat" anytime I bring up my research. Most people haven't thought about it that hard
#not an official post#they dont even understand percivals metaphorical climax/castration in the same moment
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check it out, i jsut made blood and flesh actually kind of sexual and epic. I put a bit of catholic vocabulary in there as well, "the divine" makes an appearence. itslike if romance and death was eating.... well... you get the picture. do you like it? do you? what if i showed you another one? what if i showed you this one? what if i showed you the first one again? what if i showed you another? what about this one? what if i included more raw meat and reference to biting and teeth in it? its good right? ok let me explain its like if, love meat consume godly fuck possession blood gnaw kill each other sexual. yes?
#did we already do a poll over whether blood drinking counts for the purposes of this blog?#i know eating god is cannibalism for my purposes here
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Here's a fun little attempt at English poetry!
cw: blood, murder, cannibalism of sorts - nothing dramatic but like it's there somewhere
Do you remember the sweetness of a spring day? with sunlight dancing in your hair The glow of bonfires burning the nights of May when breathing felt as light as smoke in the air
Evening songs of meadows under the red cloud When last you tried to outdance the flames? The laughter and singing has never been too loud You knew every voice, every face and all their names
Do you long for the silence of colder nights? When even the wind held its breath Do you regret leaving it for the distant lights? Will you return before you're seized by death?
Have you loved it there among the bright noise? Surrounded by people, not knowing who they are Did you find happiness? Had all of life's joys? For what have you sold the sky with every lucky star?
Do you remember the far side of the meadow? With flowers' red blooms and the cry of wind Distant melody carried by the evening shadow A tree with crown of ribbons, tall and skinned
The spring's first storm waiting above the field False roses dancing with the breeze With all of their secrets by the forest concealed In darkness sweetly rotting under the silent trees
Do you long for the stillness before the run? The leaves in your hair, the blood on your knees Why give it all up for a light sharper than the sun? Have you found blessings there that none of us sees?
Lived freely among the walls of stone and steel? Laughed and sang in the grey years to spend? Had time for sorrow and the love to heal? Will you run to see the stars? Before the very end
Do you remember moonlight? reflected by a blade The softness of dark wet moss and broken skin? Your dirt covered hands in the wounds they made A body lying still, cold ground drinking the life within
The sweetness of my flesh, the red of your teeth Stars in your eyes with a promise sealed By the clouds above and the roots underneath All of me that cannot rot to the fires' glow will yield
Do you long for the smoke that whispers my name? You can run far but the stained lips cannot lie Live under an empty sky, the end will be the same Will you taste me once again? Right before you die
Have you spent well the autumns you had left? Did you have the sun to warm your heart? When the illness found you, did it feel like theft? Will there be a pyre burning when you at last depart?
Do you remember the promise that you gave? To the fruitful fields and every forest flower With all your blasphemous prayers to be save To each and every part of me you wish to devour
Did I not keep you from hunger spring after spring? A bloodsoaked debt cannot be left behind There is no more laughter or new melody to sing Why waste the remaining notes and not repay in kind?
Do you long for the calmness of unending sleep? A bed of moss, not hiding from the stars With one thing to give and nothing left to keep The blades of grass clinging to the unhealed scars
By the forbearing earth you will not be released The sweetest red blooms from your veins will eat Above your bones the moonlit forest will feast Three days from now in that forest we shall meet
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Round 2: The Quarterquarterquarterfinals
(Poll 57 of 64)
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“DELTARUNE TOMORROW!!”
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Round 1: The Quarterquarterquartersemifinals
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some sort of love poem
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Choice Cuts | ko-fi
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hod dog 🤤🤤🤤
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The conspirators should’ve eaten Caesar. Knelt around him, hands bathed in his blood, daggers forgotten after they’ve served their lethal purpose. Eyes wild with the horror and exhilaration of what they’ve just done. They should’ve tore him to pieces with their bare hands and eaten him raw and bloody and presented his head as that of a panther. Tbh.
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Maternal instinct to kill anything that could harm your beloved. nothing matters but protecting them. pure rage born of love.
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Do you think you would commit cannibalism if you had no other choice in a survival situation? (you won't have to kill anyone, just eat them)
Yes, only if I had to, but only as a last resort
Yes, only if I had to, but it wouldn't have to be my last resort
Yes, even if I didn't have to, as long as it increased my chances
Yes, even if I didn't have to, even if it didn't increase my chances
Yes, but I would like to try it anyways. I'm gung-ho for cannibalism!
No, under no circumstances would I ever resort to cannibalism
I don't know
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honestly I think going down on a wound would be more interesting than finger fucking it or sticking a cock or dildo inside
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Love being a Jesus Stan. Everyone out here is like “I can’t just obsess over my blorbos I need to eat them” but I just legit do that every Sunday.
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Grýla (Icelandic folklore, has become associated with Christmas, similar to Krampus)

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