#apocalypses

[uncleasad]

I was tormented and traumatized last night by an idea that my brain started bouncing around in my sleep and that liminal space…and I’m wondering whether I should turn around and traumatize all of you with it as a little one-shot/ficlet for the Bishova October Challenge 😳

Also, in a tangentially-related thought, a few days prior, my mind kept trying to put together a Bishova Cleopatra 2525 AU and not having much luck. Is Kate Cleo and Yelena Sarge? Is Natasha Lily? Is Mauser Peter? Is Mauser Yelena? (And Hel and Sarge Cassie and Kamala?)

Aren’t apocalypses fun?

[delightfullyodd]

How to make a good end of the world as we know it?

I'm personally thinking of taking Submariner and Poison Ivy, let them team up and royally fuck up our poor planet.

But could somebody please recommend me two more people with different superpowers (from each other and the two above) who together with them could have made a nice apocalypses?

Please NO zombies or zombie-related powers. Seriously, it has been done to death and beyond.

UPD: the most popular suggestion are Storm from X-Men and Quake from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Maybe somebody knows any lady with water-related powers? It would be nice to wreck the planet with all-female team.

[edwardos]

I've never experienced a true real life end of the world before, but I think that it would feel a lot like playing on a Minecraft server during its last hours that you know is about to be deleted. And the sadness would be run up to maximum.

[atomicradiogirl]

i’m back with a very important quiz

[out101]

[korse]

In the end, fungi will destroy everything that humans have ever created. Driving monuments to the Earth, it is the fungi that will carry life through the cruelest acts that humans perpetrate against Nature and redefine spaces for plants, animals, and the wild to thrive. Fungi set the time limit on human productions, a law resisted by past civilizations that built their greatest monuments from stone. To gain time, ancient people had to fight the unstoppable force of fungal decay. Thus, as the ultimate harbingers of death, fungi not only symbolize the impermanence of an individual, but also the fragility of one’s way of life, with each hypha slowly decaying the hourglass of a culture’s legacy.

Radical Mycology, Peter McCoy

[morningovertakes]

(8 June 2023, @nosebleedclub, “Bunny”) 

I left my stuffed rabbit on the staircase when my family abandoned our home. This is all I remember of the last fire; being dragged out of my bed, holding on as tightly as I could to my little spaceship suitcase, looking back as my father carried me out of the house and seeing Bunbun abandoned on the third stair-step, leaning to one side. I hardly remember anything else before the last fire, either. My clearest memories start where natural air ends. When I was eight I went down to the memorial room, where water trickled all night and all day, stale and artificial, and dipped my hand into it. It was so cold it stung. My father had taken me there before, to say goodbye to my mother and her family; they hadn’t believed him, had chosen not to run even as the smoke grew thicker. I know I mourned for them, but I don’t know why. Bunbun is the only thing I have ever loved which I’ve been able to remember after the ash settled.

-- Jonathan A827B3, Forgotten Soil