#eldritch!ed

[eldritch-edward]

Truly the most graceful of creatures.

#edward elric #fullmetal alchemist #eldritch!edward #eldritch!ed #chimera edward elric #homunculus edward elric #comic

[furiosophie]

((zombie ghost this, zombie ghost that, what about eldritch!soap who came back wrong??))

#soapghost #ghostsoap #ghoap #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #eldritch!soap #LISTEN i saw that corny s2 blackcell trailer and the whole time i was thinking that dude at the end was gonna be soap #missed opportunity honestly like come on bring him back u cowards #make him more f***ed up while ur at it #as a treat #soph arts #id in alt text

[sunnibits]

being a romantic with arfid is honestly kind of funny bc like. on one hand I’m the type of person to be reblogging one million posts about soup or whatever and being like “yes!! yes!! soup!!! warmth!! living!!!! we were put on this earth to enjoy things!!!!” but meanwhile the arfid part of me is actually like “I would not consume a single meal in this post if there was a fucking gun to my head”

#there are two wolves in me. one says YIPPEE WARM FOOD GOOD FOOD LIFE IS WORTH LIVING!!! #and the other says I HATE EATING AUGHHHHHHH ELDRITCH BLAST #genuinely tho I wish I was a soup enjoyer 😔😔 #soup sounds so good in theory but then I’m reminded of what soup is actually like and I’m like. yeah no thank you I’d rather starve 🥰 #tw ed #gem don’t look #you can rb this btw!! it’s meant to be lighthearted and silly

[8ball-wizard]

You get two (2) dnd cantrips to learn irl, which ones are you picking?

like, no limits based on class? free reign? easy then. i want eldritch blast and mending.

#asks #i will eldritch blast my store manager #and then just go around fixing shit for fun #like that one bit in fmab when ed's trying to lure scar out of hiding

[the-eldritch-it-gay]

tw weight

i havent eaten anything for dinner and so i was like im going to like idk grab some fast food or smth for a quick dinner bcuz there's nothing quick to make at home and its getting late. and my mom fucking. goes "you already ate!" which i didnt and said so and then she was like "well be careful don't get anything unhealthy you dont need to get x,y,z or eat too much" and im fucking. im so fucking exhausted. yesterday we went to get icecream and my mom was getting ice cream and when i said what i wanted to get she was like "you dont need that, thats too many calories". after i went to the dr she asked my weight and i told her its around 270 and she was horrified and was "like thats way too much" despite my weight being relatively stable for fucking years.

now im just fucking sitting in my chair and cant even fucking will myself to get up and get food and eat dinner and with each passing minute i fucking get closer and closer to fucking just going to bed hungry.

my mom always tells us about her deep trauma of when she was like 10 and got home from the doctor she overheard her mother make a comment to her father about how much she weighs and now my moms had an eating disorder ever since and refused to fucking deal with it. and its like wow you were so traumatized because your mother made a single comment about your weight? gee i fucking wonder how that feels, when you fucking comment fucking multiple times a day on my fucking weight and made me lie about my age as a child so she could sign me up for fucking weight watchers when i was fucking 12.

#Eldritch IT Speaks #weight tw #ed tw

[eldritch-hall-asylum]

[Jack chops vegetables thrice, while listening to "Don't" by Ed Sheeran]

Jack G, singing: On my hotel door... I don't even know if he knows what for.

Jack: He was crying on my shoulder, I already told ya.

Jack, realsing: Trust and respect is what we do this for...

Jack, dying inside because of angst: I never intended to be next, but you didn't need to take her to bed, that's all...

-

[Twenty three years prior...]

Jack, about Isaac's friend: And I never saw her as a threat...

Jack, crying to Jill: Until you disappeared with her to have sex, of course...

#creepypasta #creepypasta au #creepypasta fanfic #eldritch hall au #eldritch hall #incorrect creepypasta quotes #incorrect eldritch hall quotes #laughong jack #laughing jill #laughig jack #laughing jack #jack grossman #jack windroe #jack windroe grossman #jill grossman #isaac grossman #source: ed sheeran #sex ment tw #cheating tw

[1n24n1ty-3ly21um]

I DON'T THINK I'M OBSESSED WITH SKETCHING ANYMORE WOOO !! I have realised she is JUST a random cis neurotypical woman in [REDACTED STATE that's really boring] therefore the pedestal I put her on was really. unnecessary. I love you guys ! I'll probably come back here if I need to vent some more // if I have another fp in the future. the time I spent here was great and I hope u have like such a good week <3

#!sketching! #AAAND THAT MARKS THE ENDING OF MY BLOG FOR THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE ! #BYE BESTIES !!!! #follow me at @possible-eldritch-god if u wanna or @c1nn4m0n-5ug4r-d31ty for ED stuff

[sanriosratz]

Sad Ciero AU

obvious TW for eating disorder, abuse, end stage anorexia (?)

hopefully it’s not too triggering?

@eldritch-hall-asylum

The ED (thought) comes from “he saved her a fortune on food because he never seemed to eat.”, which I took as restrictive eating because of stress, trauma, depression, anxiety, and self-esteem issues.

It would probably be anorexia (I’m thinking restrictive subtype…) and would gradually get worse from missing one meal to going through a whole day with half a stick of gum and a (few) coffee(s).

He had a horrible relationship with food from, seemingly, the moment that the two married. He equated his self-worth and ability to be loved with how little he ate—if he didn't eat, he'd have more money, which meant that Alice could freely use his money and might be nicer, or be a little lighter in her beatings.

At first, when they started to miss out on meals, they'd give the excuse of "I didn't have enough time to eat."—it was easy to believe and, sometimes, wasn't a lie.

It was only breakfast and/or lunch, and besides, they could always run on little energy. It was their thing.

As the years went on, the relationship with food was never remedied, and only worsened.

They hardly ate a thing. Everything was just so... unappetising. What's the point in gaining energy that you're not even going to waste on yourself?

He’d only eat when out with his brothers for lunch, or something. Otherwise, he'd touch only morsels of food to eat.

But it didn't matter. They could always run on little energy. It was their thing.

—

By the time she had moved back into eldritch hall, she was almost just skin and bone.

Arms and legs that were nearly just skin and bone; chest and hips, showing with clear definition; gaunt face and defined cheekbones; pale skin, and empty eyes devoid of any emotion.

Much like his stomach, he was empty.

He was sad. Broken.

They were diagnosed with end-stage anorexia, and, at first, they refused any treatment, still deep within the mindset they had when they were "living" with Alice.

But as soon as Elspeth, Patrick and his brothers got involved and persuaded them to recover, he did just that. He recovered. he put on the weight he needed to and got a better relationship with food and himself and he's been living pretty good.

if you have anything to add, please share!

#eldritch-hall-asylum #sad ciero au #tw eating disorder #tw ed #tw eating problems #tw end stage anorexia

[coockie8]

Alright, so I am gonna draw Roy and Ray together, but I might have to condense Ray's height because Roy looks like a fucking toddler next to Ray at his full height XD

#So Roy with 8'10 Ray lol #'cause full 14'10 Ray looks *ridiculous* next to 5'9 Roy #but I will eventually have to draw Roy with Eldritch Form!Ray 'cause I feel like that will help display how *terrifying* Ray is lol #btw I know Roy is technically 5'6 canonically #but I stand by someone messed something up on the height chart because he's too tall visually to be as short as they claim he is #Ed's 4'10 and is an entire head shorter than Roy #if Roy were actually 5'6 the top of Ed's head would be inline with his *jaw* not his *shoulder* #his *head* is just slightly above Roy's shoulder and is absolutely not inline with his jaw #his *hair* is inline with Roy's jaw but if you actually look at the chart his *head* most certainly is *not* #and we know that Ed canonically styles his hair to make himself look taller #so someone either listed the wrong height or they messed up and drew him too tall #going off visuals alone I'm saying he's 5'9 #feel free to disagree with that I really don't care

[eldritch-edward]

#edward elric #eldritch!ed #homunculus ed #Someone Something and All In-Between

[saphic-with-t]

When joking about how ridiculous it is that Fabian is popular I don’t think people realize how insanely cool the bad kids are in universe. As viewers we see their cool moments but we also see them being dorks and lame idiots. Think about their in universe reputations and how you would react to hearing about them if you lived in the same world as them.

There is a group of six people who saved the world 3 different times before they even entered their junior year of high school.

One of them never showed up to any of their classes until their third year and still passed. She is a rockstar and arch devil of rebellion who owns a recording studio in hell where she plays the bass.

One dude threw the greatest party the entire high school has ever seen, is captain of the sports team, and killed the school’s evil principal without facing any punishment.

One performed a motorcycle kick-flip that was doing a jump off of a mansion’s roof into a pool of flaming tartar sauce. Said kick-flip student has created a god, killed that god, brought herself back from the dead, and resurrected a completely different god.

One of the girls is the chosen oracle of all elves and punched her dad so hard he instantly died. Also if you dig deep enough into the political history books it turns out she caused there to be a feud (bordering on full war) between her home nation and the nation she currently lives in.

The quietest kid of the bunch is a super genius who invented a solar lasso that captured and contained an eldritch horror into his van, took 4 years of high school all at once and passed all of them, is currently acing his arcane mechanics and physical Ed studies, and is the second hand man on the school sports team. He also is the drummer for the arch devil’s band and launched a fully working satellite into space before he even started studying arcane mechanics.

Finally the “dork” of their group is an arcane consultant of heaven, became a P.I. after freshman year, is currently in every extra-curricular school club, and is beloved by seemingly all of his underclassmen. Also after he found out that the dragon his party was fighting ate his dad he fucking ATE IT to avenge him.

Obviously we know the truth behind all of these things and the actual way these six dorks act, but think how insanely sick they all sound in universe.

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #fhjy #the intrepid heroes #intrepid heroes #fig faeth #fig fantasy high #fabian seacaster #fabian fantasy high #kristen applebees #kristen fantasy high #adaine o'shaughnessey #adaine abernant #adaine fantasy high #gorgug thistlespring #gorgug fantasy high #riz gukgak #riz fantasy high

[call-me-strega]

Dc x Dp prompt #1: Angel

I'd like to preface this by saying I'm incorporating tropes I've seen in other posts.

~~~

Jason has been a lot happier recently. His Pit Rage has been getting less and less frequent, he's cooking and coming over to the manor a lot more, and he even let Dick hug him last week without threatening bodily harm!

The rest of the batfam, while happy for him, are curious about the change. So one night at dinner they ask him what's up with him and why he's so happy recently. Surprisingly, instead of taking it the wrong way and getting mad Jason is eager to share.

Apparently, Jason has a boyfriend now. Yay!

He goes on and on about this civilian he met after stoping a cult who was trying to summon a deity and how he is this nerdy college kid who really likes space and how their civilian identies shared the same Gen Ed course so he made an effort to become friends. Turns out that nerdy space guy had caused the initial improvement in mood and his offer to go on a date to an incredibly diverse and well-stocked library had been the cherry on top.

The only thing is that Jason didn't want them stalking the guy and refered to him around the family exclusively as "Angel". Everyone thinks that's just a cute pet name he gave the guy as a way to both reference and distract the civilian from the cult ritual he was probably rescued from. Little do they know that it's actually because "Angel" was not a victim of the cult ritual but the summonee, that appeared in the form of a biblically accurate angel.

One day some supernatural entity decideds to attack Gotham and everyone is calling whoever they can think of for back-up. Batman calls Constantine, Nightwing calls Zatana, Red Robin and Robin are contacting the Justice League, and even Red Hood seems to call someone.

The situation is getting desperate. The JL is here but at most the can just slow the supernatural being down. Constantine and Zatana are still 20 minutes out and things are looking bad when another Eldritch Being spawns and seems to take down the threat in one move.

Everyone stands stunned as the being turns to them and in a booming voice exclaims "DON'T BE AFRAID. I WAS CALLED TO HELP". They all go through several emotions upon hearing those words. Where did this being come from? Is this a biblically accurate angel? Who called it here to help? Was it Zatana or maybe Constantine? Are they here yet? Upon looking around it is found that Zatana and Constantine are not here yet and the heroes get ready to engage this being carefully when a voice calls out

"Angel!"

Everyone whips their heads around to see Jason climbing over debris towards the Eldritch Being in front of them. The Batfam feels faint with a creeping realization and Superman swears he heard Batman's heart skip a beat for a second. Before anyone can ask Jason what he's doing the being shapeshifts into the much smaller form of a young fae-like creature with pointed ears, fangs, stark white hair, and vibrant green eyes floating in the air. He flys over to Jason before a flash of bright light leaves a young man deep black hair and frosty blue eyes in Jason's arms.

Jason turns to introduce his boyfriend to his family and the League only to find that Batman has fainted, a panicking JL, and a gobsmacked Zatana and Constantine have who've arrived in time to see the transformation. As Zatana and Constantine begin to freak out and prepare defensive magic Batman comes to and levels a scowl at Jason.

"Hood, I think you have some explaining to do."

#dp x dc crossover #dc x dp #dc universe #danny phantom #danny fenton #batfamily #batfam #batman #red hood #jason todd #the justice league #john constantine #zatanna #dead on main #danny x jason #dp x dc #Strega’s dc x dp prompt

[keets-writing-corner]

Love how Lucifer just manhandles Adam during their 'fight' despite everyone else getting their asses kicked. Plus him effortlessly destroying him when Charlie's in danger is really sweet.

gawd me too anon me too

that was everything me to me. like everything. It was built up so well too

we spent the whole season building up alastor as this massive powerhouse, eldritch, nobody messes with him. Only one who tried picking a fight with him (Vox) got utterly humiliated and everyone else was clearly outclassed. Except for Lucifer where Alastor merely just went with annoying instead of power challenging. Like we got vibes okay yeah makes sense that the King of Hell isn't intimidated by anyone, even if it's alastor, but Alastor got TWO wtf moments in Dad Beat Dad one with Husk and one with defending the hotel

other than that, it was pretty much, nobody messes with him cuz he will mess you up

and he fights Adam evenly sorta for a bit before Adam pulls out the "I'm an angel which is stronger than any demon" card and alastor gets his ass handed to him.

Like what a way to set up how strong ADAM is, having him beat Alastor. And then no one else in the hotel is as strong as Alastor was, so everyone's struggling. Charlie at least gets one good hit in but her inexperience kicks her in the ass and then Lucifer just shows up and

like hot DAMN that was just one hit! He broke Adam's mask, the force was enough to send him FLYING across the roof top, and bounce so hard against the billboard he BROKE THE SKYLIGHT

That was just a "HANDS OFF MY BABY" warning too, like LOOK at that face, that's not a "fight me" face it's a "if you touch my baby again, I will screw you so bad your bones will need therapy and you never recover"

Lucifer not even .2 seconds later, just upon seeing Charlie

and then yeah, Lucifer was NOT taking the fight with Adam serious at all, like the dude was taunting him, mocking him, dodging all of his attacks, just shapeshifting like Adam was a joke LIKE LOOK AT THIS

Lucifer isn't even scared, he's just "oh there's a wall there"

His FACE IM DYING he's legit like "wowwww you just tried shoving me into a wall? really? didn't have any other ideas? Soooooo original of you. I will mock you now"

HIS HANDS ARE BEHIND HIS BACK HE FOR REAL SAID HE COULD TAKE ADAM WITH BOTH HANDS BEHIND HIS BACK

rewatching rn for the screenshots, he's legit just shapeshifting for the fun of it. 70% of the time nothing has happened, he's just dodging adam and shapeshifting while doing it, like he doesn't need to be doing that this is 100% mockery.

And then the iconic

like omgggg this is soooo satisfying and amazing to watch. Like the set up of Adam being powerful was great, and then we just get this absolute trolling from Lucifer cuz he really doesn't care about Adam

And listen the trolling is great and all, but when Adam makes the mistake of not heeding Lucifer's warning of messing with his baby, and then does it a second time

RIP Adam just getting one shot-ed like that but hnnnnnggggg we got to see Lucifer fully pissed and it was GREAT

And somehow my favorite part wasn't even watching Lucifer go absolute ham on Adam, it was that even at his absolute most rage fueled moment, snarling like a beast where he was going to and fully intended on making good on his threat about messing with his baby

just one shoulder touch from Charlie and he's immediately chill. Like it's instantaneous, like how much do you love someone to be able to be absolutely livid, about to incinerate someone levels of rage only to immediately be "o oki! No more violence!" the second that person touches you???

Ugh I love them so much! Like everything about that fight, but especially how Lucifer can just go from absolutely the most dangerous person in one second and then OWO SOFT the next just by looking at Charlie

oops this post got long... IMSORRYYYYY other than "More than Anything" and the phonecall with charlie this is one of the scenes I replay the most, I love them so much

Characters going absolutely feral over loved ones is just aasdfadffalklkmafdjalsg 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

#hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #lucifer #charlie morningstar #is this even an analysis #it's just me #oh wait forgot a tag #anon ask #anyways #it's just me gushing over Lucifer in this fight #and also a little bit of the writing #establishing a character's power level by first establishing ANOTHER character's power level and having that one beaten #is already pretty good #especially when executed correctly #but they did it with the same character #TWICE #like #YESSSSSSS #*insert flaming elmo gif here* #Lucifer had to be nerfed with depression #otherwise he'd be too powerful #jk jk #but for real

[kaonarvna]

Every now and again, I remember that my disability (EDS) isn't invisible, actually. People are just uncomfortable when they can see it. People don't want to see it. People like to ignore it. Other people just stare at it, and don't even look at me. All they see is a pile of bones and fascia and something to pity.

I've worn a shoulder brace the past week, because it subluxed horribly a week or so ago. Still healing. Visible.

I always have compression sleeves on my arms, full coverage. Bicep to wrist. Visible.

I have soft braces and compression kit for every joint imaginable. Visible.

I'm covered in KT tape. I've worn it on my goddamn face after a jaw sublux, for that little extra support and proprioception help. Tape. On the face. Very visible.

The people I've worked with for years are used to it by now, the good ones, at least. They don't remark when I take a minute to stretch. They know I'll say something if I'm not okay. They know I'm in a constant state of variable dysfunction. They've seen enough, they're used to it.

But then there's people who aren't used to it. People who see me stretch on the ground, watch in discomfort, then they ask someone else if I'm okay. I can hear them quietly mutter it to other staff. I hear them go, "oh, he does that". I can see their discomfort with me (just existing as I need to exist). I can see the discomfort in these new people who aren't accustomed to bodies with slightly different needs, and it's a visceral reminder of being "other". I wonder, how terrible and scary and different I must be, for them to not even have the fortitude to ask me themselves.

And then there are the new people who see it and ask too many questions. The ones who go "but you're so young!" as though my connective tissue has a concept of social expectations for people under (arbitrary age). They go "but you look great!" as though I'm not covered in bruises and held together by tape (nevermind the implication that the disabled must look "bad"). They go "but you never call in!" as though I'm not often two seconds away from doing so, before the fear of losing my job sets in.

...and these are the ones who seem to wish not to see it the most. The ones who ask questions like I should be on display, and as soon as the conversation ends, so does my disability. They'll ask the same questions the next time, and the next time, and the next. It always ends with statements of pity, or something pity-adjacent. If I'm "lucky", they might even make an inappropriate comment about how I shouldn't be working, or sex must be "interesting", or act like I'm some eldritch horror that shouldn't exist.

And I'm reminded of the training I was once made to sit though. A ninety minute training, where you sit and watch the PowerPoint for ninety minutes in a too-small plastic chair, while someone reads the PowerPoint. The presenter started with a cute little "haha I know it's long, feel free to get up and walk around, or stretch".

I did.

I got up, walked myself to the side well out of the way of the tight chair lines, and laid down to stretch (a good spinal twist, loosen things up).

And she stopped the presentation.

She asked if there were any first-aiders present.

She was going to keep going on and on, until I heard someone say, "oh, he's fine, he does that." and a few "that's just (name), he does that". She started apologising profusely, waffling about how she thought there must have been a medical emergency, how people don't usually get up. She seemed baffled by the mere concept that someone would actually need to get up, and couldn't sit for ages. Her statement was entirely performative and insincere.

Today, after the day was effectively done, I laid down on the clean, carpeted floor in my classroom to just...be horizontal for a moment. Find some way, any way, to get my lower back to move and function and not feel like it was being clawed apart from the inside. Relieve myself a little, so I could finish the day without abject misery. And this very-new member of staff sat on the other side of the room, presumably watching me. When I got up, she asked very quietly, "Is something wrong with you?" and all I had the energy to say was "I'm fine". I'm tired of explaining my body. I'm tired of explaining my needs. I'm tired of justifying taking care of myself.

Someone recently told me "You're very brave. I think I'd rather die than live like you."

I didn't respond. I didn't have the energy to break down that she'd effectively told me I should die. I didn't have the energy to tell her that it's not bravery to live "like this".

It's my only option.

I know nothing else.

And I'm just tired. And hurting.

I'm grateful for the few good ones, the ones that are used to it. The people who have stopped asking me if I'm okay when I stretch, or need a little break, or get out the tape and scissors.

They know I'm not okay. That's why I'm on the ground. That's why I'm checking my range of motion, or feeling a joint, or holding pressure on a digit that's come undone. I'm not okay, and I'm trying not to get even worse.

I'm not okay, actually. I'm never okay, and that's fine. I'll never be your version of "okay", and that's fine. I've no choice. Thank you for knowing that I'm not okay, but that that's normal, and that if something was seriously, horribly wrong, I'd do something. Thank you, for just going about your business and talking to me as normal when I'm taking care of myself, instead of sprinkling eggshells on the ground for your own personal crunching.

I'm just tired. I'm visibly disabled if you look for ten goddamn seconds. I'm a person if you look for twenty. I'm a fetish if you just keep staring and staring and asking about my body like you're entitled to my flesh. I just want to sleep for more than two hours without my body waking itself up to remind me it hurts. I'm so tired.

#hypermobile ehlers danlos #ehlers danlos syndrome #ehlers danlos zebra #chronic pain #chronic illness #chronically ill #chronic fatigue #spoon theory #spoonie #vent post #vent #invisible disability #Heds #Eds #knv writing

[apathyandmischief]

The scene of Ed rising out of the ocean like a fucking Eldritch horror to lay waste to those who may have so much as left a scratch on his love gave me chills. The music, the cinematography, the everything.

THAT DESERVED TO BE VIEWED IN IMAX WHY COULDN'T I SEE THAT ON A FIFTY FOOT SCREEN

#ofmd #our flag means death #spoilers #ofmd spoilers #like seriously that particular scene was fucking INCREDIBLE #one of the ones that's just a pure testament to the actual production quality in between silly lil pirate moments

[wizard-eater]

Your feedback is appreciated!

#wizardblogging #polls