#cannabalism

[burningchandelier]

No matter which one wins, everybody loses!

[dishsaop]

i like the Hunger Games a lot but im always gonna be a little bitter it took off when her Underland Chronicles never did. those books were so good and so fucked up. snippets of spoilers for a 20 year old book series for middle schoolers ahead:

cockroaches the size of horses who talk and are actually super chill and great babysitters for human toddlers. these books are the only reason i dont have nightmares about cockroaches anymore

cannibalism happens a lot. at one point a rat the size of a bison says "man go ahead and eat your dead friend, we wont judge" to a spider, who then proceeds to eat her dead friend. everyone but the rat judges.

another rat, who is still relatively a baby, is found later eating his babysitter's liver in an attempt to hide the body.

dude, pandoras death was so fucked up. "wow an island! im starving im gonna have a snack. brb guys" flies a little bit over, is immediately devoured in seconds by bugs and her skeleton crashes into the jungle below

plague book! humans try to commit genocide and blame it on bugs

hey. hey eleven year old. kill this tiny baby screaming for his mother. he sounds just like your baby sister you think just died horribly. kill this baby with a sword. you didnt? you didnt kill a sobbing baby who watched his mother die? we're putting you on trial for treason and will execute you

baby rat gone insane, now 15' tall and leading an army, ripping the head off of his friend/gaslighter, immediately heartbreakingly asking where she went, and then finding the head and accusing a twelve year old boy of doing it

dude gregor is eleven and in the first book willingly leaps off a cliff to his death (despite it being his worst fear) in the hopes itll stop his two year old sister boots from being graphically torn apart and eaten, like he has seen happen to others

thalia's death. they dont just kill unnamed children (they do absolutely kill a lot of unnamed babies onscreen) they also kill beloved named children

"the fireflies had to gnaw ares' claw off of his corpse bc you wouldnt let go of your friends claw. its been almost three weeks and the viscera has dried and glued it to your grip. we cant get it off without breaking your finger. you gotta let go of your friends corpse, twelve year old boy"

twitchtip.

forcing the twelve year old into a prophesied battle where he will die, and making him dissociate so hard for months he blankly allows others to make him cause/be complicit in war crimes

HAHA HEY THE SAPIENT, INTELLIGENT MICE DYING BY THE HUNDREDS SUFFOCATING ON POISON GAS WHILE A TODDLER SINGS A NURSERY SONG ABOUT THE MICE DYING.

the six year old boy losing literally everyone hes ever known and cared for over and over again

just so much violent gore and death for middle schoolers, man. i love it.

hey that was objectively a good and well done ending. and i also loved it. but "hey gregor my husband was in the war. he had ptsd that will never go away just like you" hey hes twelve :( someone help him

prim's death in the hunger games has nothing on the shit collins pulled in the underland chronicles this is like a tiny chunk please read them

[qfitpac]

I REALLY hope the admins let them eat the meat off dead bodies even though I have no idea if that mod exists or how they would implement it. Ideally it gives u such bad poison so they're all just hunched over corpses shoveling meat into their mouths as they are actively dying. I think it would be good enrichment for them

[adiresituation]

Personally I see a bit of all of them?? Some things can be explained, even the whole bear and rotten deer thing, but Lottie’s “possession” didn’t sit right with me, something’s off.

I NEED A NEW SEASON NOW AND THERE’S SUPPOSED TO BE FIVE SO IT WONT BE FINISHED UNTIL AT LEAST 2030. But it is one of the best shows I have ever seen and if they rushed it, I wouldn’t forgive them.

If you did answer something else entirely I’D LOVE TO HEAR YOUR OPINION

[madscienceforidiots]

Red vs blue headcanon:

In blood gulch, there was a constant lack of food and water. When there was a surplus of Wyoming corpses, the bodies were drained of blood, and the body dismembered. Yes it was with the picture of the cow with dotted lines. Most of the blood draining was done by Doc, and he was unnervingly keen on cannibalism. They dried a lot of the meat, in a bid to make it last longer.

When Wyoming was first harvested, fresh meals were made a lot. It was the first warm meal any of them had had in a long time. How else were they supposed to react to it?

There was no water, and they were running out of substitutes, what else were they supposed to do for hydration?

What were the corpses going to do? Argue? Complain?

There is a reason Sarge and Kai survived for so long after the supply drops stopped. And it wasn’t just rationing, though that helped too.

[uglybug0]

Me after i eat your entire family

[painterlad71]

Ok so its very talked about how, when the yj girls eat jackie, jackie is jesus and the girls are the disciples and coach ben is judas. And while this is brilliant, (brilliant also at expressing the homosexuality of the act), I think there might be a better biblical story to draw parrallels to.

OFFICIAL JOSEPH AND THE AMAZING TECHNICOLOUR DREAMCOAT AND YELLOWJACKETS HYPERFIXATION POST.

Yes so:

Joseph is one of the most famous prophets of the bible, primarily interpreting dreams. After having caught the eye of the Pharaoh, joseph interprets his dreams particularly one which had been disturbing him for days, a dream about cows. Seven fat cows had been grazing peacefully for a while, when seven skinny cows came up out of the river and ate them, but disturbingly stayed skinny. I've been thinking about this a lot recently in relation to yj, particularly as this dream was interpreted as prophesising a famine over Egypt. I'll explain my thoughts on this more clearly in another post

Second of all, nat and javi. The choice between killing nat and letting javi die is similar to the choice between killing joseph and selling him into slavery. Ofc the yj and the 12 brothers do this for very different reasons but comforting themselves by choosing a "more merciful" option under the guise of being given a sign is something I find striking between the two situations.

I might be delusional with this one but one of the most shocking things in joseph's story is that its not enough to sell him into slavery, but the brothers dip his special coat, a symbol of his optimism and individuality in blood to prove to his father that he's dead. When javi goes missing, nat does the same thing to prove to travis his brother is dead. Despite nat doing this to help travis cope with what she thinks is javi's death she, like the brothers feels guilty in this deception, which is why she is furious when lottie still says javi is alive. The act of lying about someone's death to a loved one kills even the memory or the hope that person might have left in their wake. This is especially interesting in the light that nat will later let javi die, and the brothers have already sold joseph into a life of misery.

Another parallel; to test if the brothers have changed since their betrayal, joseph doesn't reveal who he is to the brothers after twenty years apart and instead decides to challenge them. After inviting them to feast with him, he plants his golden cup in benjamin's sack. When it is time for the brothers to leave, he stops them, accusing them of theft. When benjamin is caught with the cup, the brothers vouch for him, and joseph decides they've changed and forgives them. And while this ending neatly swerves the catastrophe which would have occurred had the brothers not changed, it also shows some similarities between javi and benjamin which make this especially interesting. They are both the youngest, viewed as the baby of the group and more kind and individualistic than the others. Which makes this part of the biblical story the complete opposite of the corresponding episode of yj as where the girls sacrificed their youngest to eat, the brothers refuse to do this once they have eaten and are satisfied.

Joseph/the wilderness inviting 12 starving people to feast. At a price.

And of course being jacob/the wildernesses favourite and thus being given a special coat to signal status.

"i like ... your pilgrim hat"

ps: yj has been trying to tell me this with misty's musical obsession

[denzartriste]

Gift for @ye-olde-eboy for the @mcythorrorgiftexchange :D

You said you liked cannibalism and also hanahaki, in my heart the flowers around Ren and Doc are more then metaphorical and Doc has hanahaki in this drawing

It's a bit dark, so clearer version + more visible organs + saying what all the flowers mean in context of this drawing under cut

Black roses (around Ren) – obsession, death, despair, sorrow, danger

Blue daisy (near Ren's hands) – long term loyalty and trust

Lavender (Under Doc and the campfire) – devotion, peace, love

Diphylleia (the small transparent flowers in Doc's guts) – i will show my true self to you, clarity, honesty

Astragalus (Woven into the black roses around Ren) – Your presence softens my pain

Spindle tree (On Doc's eye and around his heart) – Your image is engraved on my heart, unlucky, bad omen for the plague

^ from flower language wiki (probably some are different now because the wiki was edited but in my heart these are all still accurate)

^ I did not look up diagrams of guts and also draw the entirety of the intestines and guts and things just to have Ren cover it up and no one ever see it. you are forced to see it, look at that. it's awesome.

[lemondemonpickuplines]

we could eat children in a Dinosaurchestra together <3

[shouts-into-the-void]

Anybody else remember those Cinnamon Toast Crunch commercials where the individual pieces of cereal would cannabalize each other? I feel like that really explains a lot about our generation's media preferences.

[imsosocold]

[embarressment-erradicated]

that feeling of desperately wanting to rip into someone and eat from their body is unbearably strong sometimes, and I wish I did not have to deal with the urge to kill and consume but hey, character development????

do I have to deal with the semi-frequent urge to murder everyone around me? yes, but I just have to deal with it, cope as they say.

[camels-pen]

Dietary Needs

Ectoberhaunt day 10 - Harvest & Hunger

Summary:

Clockwork calls Danny to their lair for breakfast and explains a little bit about ghost biology.

It doesn't go completely to plan.

warning: ghost hunger (no real depiction, just mentioned in a joke)

Ao3 Link

“Cloooockwooooork,” Danny groaned as he pushed through the doors to the mirror room. “Why did you call me at seven in the morning? I have school in, like, an hour.” 

“I made you breakfast.” Spread out on the coffee table were trays of gingersnaps, snickerdoodles, shortbread, gingerbread, jelly sandwich, and chocolate chip cookies, all with little glowing green flecks inside them. The little blob ghost that frequented Clockwork’s lair—Blobbert as Danny so affectionately named him—was setting down a tray of differently shaped sugar cookies while wearing the little red bow tie Danny bought for him.

Danny scratched the blob’s head as he passed and Blobbert gave a small purr, nuzzling up into his hand for a few moments before floating out of the room. Danny pouted at the little guy leaving and looked back at the table as Clockwork set down another tray of shortbread cookies, these ones in the shape of blob ghosts with different coloured icing on top to make them look like Blobbert with his little red bow tie.

The cookies looked mouth wateringly good, but internally Danny sighed. He’d probably eat all eight trays and still be hungry later, thanks to his newfound and annoyingly constant hunger pains. 

He sat down on the couch next to Clockwork as they poured them both tea and started shoving cookies in his mouth. After eating silently for a while, he said, “Thanks Clockwork, but uh, what’s the occasion?”

“I wanted to make sure you ate until you were full as well as give you a short lesson on ghost biology.”

Danny slumped back against the couch. “Sorry, but I don’t think that first one’s gonna happen. Nowadays, I’m pretty much hungry all the time no matter how much I—” Danny paused. The constant pulsing pain and mournful noises his stomach had been making for what felt like weeks now were… gone.  “Holy shit, I’m not hungry anymore.”

Clockwork smiled. “To be more specific, your ghost half isn’t hungry anymore.”

“What?”

“Ghosts need to absorb a certain level of ectoplasm in order to stay healthy. It varies based on how frequently each ghost uses their powers and how strong they are.” Clockwork took a sip of tea. “Since you recently defeated the former ghost king and took his place, you’ve had quite a bit of a boost in strength. Your previous intake of ectoplasm wasn’t enough anymore. Thus,” Clockwork gestured to the cookies.

Danny blinked, coming back to the present. “If all I needed was food with ectoplasm in it, shouldn’t my parents’ cooking have been enough?”

“Well, to an extent it would help, however those meals are ectoplasm infected food, rather than ectoplasm rich food.” Clockwork hummed. “The closest comparison would be that ecto-infected food is more like junk food while ecto-rich food is like eating your vegetables. While you could live off of ecto-infected food alone, it would cause a myriad of mental and core health problems. For you, it would also affect your physical well-being and expected life span.”

Danny furrowed his brows, vaguely remembering a lesson about nutrition from health class. “If ecto-rich food is like healthy food, why did you make cookies? Wouldn’t that, like, cancel out or outweigh the health benefits?”

“With your unique biology, I’m not sure, but currently my only goal is to keep you well fed.” They added in a mumble, “I’m also not the best at making much else.”

Danny hummed. “How do you make ecto-rich food anyway?”

“Well, others may refine ambient ectoplasm into a purified liquid form, but I however prefer to use a more… direct source of enrichment.” They picked up a decorated shortbread cookie. “And blob ghosts make for excellent livestock.” They took a bite out of it.

Danny’s face drained of colour and he spat out the food in his mouth. Grief flooded his entire body as he looked at the trays of cookies. A wave of nausea tore through him and tears formed a lump in his throat. “Blobbert,” he whispered mournfully. He dragged his gaze up to Clockwork, pure rage starting to push back the grief as he yelled, “How could you?!”

He heard a questioning chirp to his left.

Danny snapped his head to the side and as soon as he noticed the little blob, he cuddled him to his chest. “Blobbert, thank the Ancients you’re okay,” he sobbed. The blob chirped again, but he just continued to hold him and sob.

Danny didn’t turn to see their face, but he heard the genuine remorse in Clockwork’s voice when they spoke. “I’m sorry, Daniel, it was a joke. I didn’t think you would react this way.”

He turned slightly and glared at them. “Why would you say that, if you knew I wouldn’t take it well?”

“Contrary to your belief, I don’t constantly look at possible futures. Sometimes, I simply want to exist in the present.” They moved closer to him and laid a hand on his cheek, rubbing it softly with their thumb. “That goes especially for time spent with you.”

Danny felt his cheeks and ears burn. He averted his eyes, but still leaned into the caring touch. A different kind of lump was building in his throat now.

“So if I asked you not to make jokes about Blobbert getting hurt or Ending, would you?” His parents wouldn’t—didn’t; they still make jokes about dying dogs and cats despite his pleas, saying he’d get over it eventually. Danny didn’t really expect Clockwork to say much different. 

“Of course, I would. And I will.” They held an arm out to Danny, but didn’t move any closer or attempt to touch him. Danny had to blink back tears. His parents never gave him the option to refuse physical affection, especially not when he was overwhelmed. 

Danny leaned into Clockwork’s side and they wrapped their arm and cloak around him. Blobbert nuzzled further into his chest and started to purr like a little motor engine.

“Thanks, Grandpa,” he said with a sniffle. Then, something Clockwork mentioned earlier gave him a realization, “Wait, am I the new ghost king?”

[adiresituation]

It just occurred to me that the Yellowjackets girls would have had terrible hygiene. Not their fault obviously, but they would reek. THEY WOULDN’T HAVE BRUSHED THEIR TEETH IN OVER A YEAR AND THEY’RE EATING MEAT!! NO SOAP, NO TOOTHPASTE, NOTHING BUT WATER TO WASH THEIR HANDS. How did they even stand being in the same room as each other, let alone making out??

It doesn’t make a difference though, nothing is stopping me from kissing Lottie

[eric-sadahire]

Did you know chimps will sometimes beat their resource hoarding overlords to death in public and then eat the corpse in defiance?

[carmineskiesandspidereyes]

The question struck out of nowhere and now I must know. So (please) tell me, tumblr…

How would you devour a god?

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