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#The Cursed Body
vm-haunts · 21 days
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King of Curses
So Danny finally got on JLD's radar, but not because of summoning, or ghost attacks, or anything like that.
No, he got noticed by pure accident, walking on the streets.
Why? Well it might have something to do with the baker's dozen of Ancients level curses wafting off of him.
Seriously this guy should not be remotely alive and kicking, what the fuck? Nocturne's mark alone would have sent him into unwaking slumber why is he up and around buying groceries???
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In other words, Danny traded a bunch of claims with his ghostly friends and foes, intentionally or otherwise. Some of those are good natured, some not quite. But at the worse those just cause minor inconveniences. To him, that is.
Our beloved ghost boy might have failed to realize the ghosts are actually eldritch gods to the rest of the world... And he is half of one too.
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goryhorroor · 1 month
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“1950s horror movies contrast radically with their 1940s predecessors. understandably – they were reflecting a whole new world. audiences wanted stories that connected directly to their lives, to the ever-expanding technology in their homes and workplaces. they also wanted horror movies that played to their fears – stoked by politicians – of the shadows that lay beyond their immediate, personal experience of the shiny american dream (applies to some of these movies).”
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leal-hound · 24 days
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dead soul, dead body - thou hast killed thy siblings before, but canst thou destroy the face of thine favored brother, Kindly Miquella?
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zjedz-goffra · 6 months
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I forgot to draw his little antlers at first and later I thought what if he hides them when he feels safe while sleeping or something..
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are you guys seeing this shit
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hinamie · 5 months
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the same flame that burns you; birthed you first
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ljaesch · 2 years
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Glacier Bay Books Announces New Licenses
Glacier Bay Books Announces New Licenses
Glacier Bay Books has announced that it will release Shinnosuke Saika’s One Strange Day manga, ohuton’s Seaside Beta manga, Tokushige Kawakatsu’s The Cursed Body manga, and Aoi Mukoubi’s To The Sea manga. One Strange Day will launch in late 2022 or early 2023. The manga is described as: One Strange Day sees Mato and two of their classmates end up back at the health clinic with a case of stomach…
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ominouspuff · 2 months
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Gift-piece for @ghosts-of-rishi for some ideas we were playing around with. Fives discovering Echo is alive but possibly even more cursed than they already were.
They say there’s no good that can come from making deals with the Piper, but what Jango’s after is hardly what most people’d call ‘good’.
(Featuring Cursed!Jango, who went looking for a son in the wrong places, made a deal with a sea-god, double-crossed said sea-god, and now has three million cursed children.)
“Flesh and blood, you said,” the sea-witch taunted, gloated, condemned. And they are, they are — Jango’s split up, every bit of him, flesh and blood he never even had, divided between every blessed child — but no amount of clever carving of meat can account for a soul, and that’s the real curse. It is not Jango, not Jango alone, who is caged within the unnatural ribs and skull and pounding veins. “Watch them grow, fool; nurture them.” The sea-witch sentenced, and Jango does, he does; silently screaming, unable to separate himself from a single one, unable to sleep even when they sleep, too split up in too many inhuman ways to speak or think beyond wishing it was over… but they know he’s there, and speak to him sometimes. He can hear them cursing, over three million souls better left dead at the bottom of the seas, plucked and borrowed and wiped clean with new flesh sewn together. Why didn’t you leave us be? One is sobbing because he knows he should be dead and they say that’s as good as being at peace, and he is neither of those things.
His children are his spitting image, but they have old, old eyes and no memories of how they came to be that way, and there are three million of them — and not a soul that ever knew Jango Fett before — before — before — can explain it. He watches them all try through six million eyes.
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nonetoon · 2 years
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Some funny little rules about the clown curse our hero is under:
-he can’t talk, only laugh
-he’s stuck smiling no matter how hard he tries
-any piece of clothing he puts on changes into a piece of a clown costume to stay on theme
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cursedimagedump · 11 months
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polarsirens · 1 year
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rot, waste, and hunger
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itsredpaint · 7 months
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to mend the self
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rennybu · 14 days
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compiled together a commission triptych done for Pete! we started this together in 2020, it was wonderful to pick the third piece back up this summer... waxy, moon-eyed, dead-man-walking werewolf curse... SO FUN!!!
closeups!!!
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magsusopium · 7 months
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I want to see them fight, I want to see them lose again and again
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But what if freakshow Caine won?...
Freakshow AU - @hootbon Carnival AU - @sm-baby
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puppetmaster13u · 10 months
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Prompt 123
Talon is… confused. Though talons can not feel confusion, according to the Court talons don’t feel anything. Perhaps what it is feeling is not confusion then, but for a lack of a better term it supposes it shall refer to it as that. 
There is… another Talon? A strange Talon, far smaller than any talon it has seen before, and with eyes not yellow either. They were more… green! Yes, that was the color! A bright gleaming green not like any other talon’s golden or yellow eyes hidden beneath goggles. 
Sometimes the Court would bring Talons down to the white rooms though, it knows. For injections or to be cut into, depending on if they were working correctly like good talons should. But sometimes the Court would bring hatchling-talons down to… make better? Make better as the Masters said. 
Hm… so this was another Talon! A hatchling-Talon? A baby-Talon! Only the best talons got to have hatchlings and fledglings follow them, though this hatchling looked too small to climb. Not that it mattered, if the Court has sent and given it a Hatchling then it must be doing a good job at watching the Bats. Now it must simply keep an eye on both the Bats and its Hatchling. 
It shall put the Hatchling in its hood, where the Cold cannot reach it and Talon doesn’t have to worry about Hatchling not keeping up. Not that talons can feel worry. According to the Court, talons don’t feel anything after all. 
Danny on the other hand, isn’t pleased with how emerging from his core early has resulted in him being some sort of toddler. Which A, isn’t fair, and B, is humiliating! Not to mention there was this really strange person who… oh wait that’s ghost-speak. Heavily accented but definitely ghost-speak, with the proper emotion sharing before said emotions are squashed down and everything. 
Huh. They don’t feel like a ghost either, they kind of feel similar to him, albeit… sort of not? Muffled? Ugh, it’s hard to tell with this tiny baby body! Curse you tiny baby body! 
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