#tw acid

[krakencran]

Dude my heartburn is so bad rn im gonna fucking end it all. It hurts it hurts it hurts I just wanna sleep and im scared im gonna choke on my own vomit….please stay down, acid. You’re not supposed to be up here.

[theoneeyedgoldenwolf]

In your Ranch Family AU how does Time get the Fierce Deity markings?

Hi!

Thank You for the ask! =D

I will be writing a story for this but in short (since I dont know when I get to write and upload the story):

Spoiler warning for Ranch Family AU story of mine. Prolly going to call the story as Special Operations: Marked as Fierce.

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Time is out on a Special Operations mission with his team. For efficiecy and knowing each of them are fully capable of dealing things on their own, they separate ways and enter the place they're checking from different locations. The place seems abandoned and empty. They are on guard while relying to their instincts at there. Sadly, Time ends up taken off guard and is knocked out. The rest of the team rush to him but they only find empty room with Time's gear in there indicating he's snatched.

Time wakes up tied to a chair that's tipped backwards. There's people around him and he recognizes one of them from the orphanage. His head is held to place when the said person uses one of their own works for acid of sorts and, since Time has the Fierce Deity Mask, is slowly given the markings.

Time really hates the fact of having high pain tolerance at then and there as he's conscious through it. Luckily his team finds him before all of the markings are done and save him. Mikau, the one with the Zora Mask, has medical / scientific knowledge and is able to stop the acid from going any of deeper than what it already has but he can't undo the damage or the markings. Time falls unconscious as he knows he's safe and sound with his group again.

Once Time's awake again at the hideout of their mission's, his team calls Lon-Lon Ranch (knowing at least one of Time's boys are in there aka Legend but they're unaware of Warriors being there too). Time's not too happy as he knows they'll be calling through the protected line for a video call. Sure, he's bandaged and all but he wasn't up for freaking out his big brother and one of his boys. Though, Time's team will get one hell of a surprise when they get Wars, the legendary Captain Link, on the other end of the call and even bigger surprise when Time confirms him as his big brother.

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I'll leave the rest of the story for once I've written and uploaded it. ;)

Thank You for the ask! Even though I try to keep some stuff hidden, I REALLY love to talk about my Ranch Family AU story a lot! XD

[arti-cat]

the rot consumes (rot headcanons)

headcanon dump incoming. reposting from discord messages so it might be a bit messy to read! (( TW FOR CREATURE DEATH / GENERAL ICKY DESCRIPTIONS / ACID MENTION !! also slight spoilers i think ! )) i know its a popular hc that the rot changes colour based on what its feeding on/what blood it intakes! and other stuff. but i have my own thoughts on how the rot works the rot is made up of mostly muscular tissues, nervous systems, and an acidic-sticky liquid that it excretes from its 'skin'/tissues. the acidic liquid glows brightly, usually in concentrated pockets (such as the glowing blue sections on the rots tendrils and the cyst head itself). the rot is incredibly sticky because of this, hence why it's able to climb up walls and travel around with ease! the tendrils excrete the liquid when pressed against something / squeezed, so struggling when grabbed actually makes it even harder to escape. the acid there isn't strong enough to kill its' prey but definitely burns to the touch! what kills the creature is when they're like. slurped up into the main cyst which has a much stronger concentration of said acid, which can quickly and efficiently absorb the creature. this also includes any objects or items it finds! melts. the rot walls r sticky and dangerous for the same reasons listed above! it's just that it takes a little longer to kill, but the creature is still touching the cysts themselves and not just weakened tendrils it's also why the rot is such a problem for iterators! i like to think it needs a mix of metallic nutrients like iron and some organic, like neuron flies, so iterators are built perfectly for it to spread around in. though because of its acidic nature, the liquid naturally eats through the structure (even if the rot isn't actively consuming) and weakens the whole thing until collapse, like in pebbles case. the strings of rot across rooms (that the slugcat can grab onto) are sticky and slightly acidic, they aren't enough to actually cause real harm (also why my pebbles design has those as like necklaces. he cant get them off!) as for colouration, it depends on the strength of said acid. mother long legs / purple rot is freshly developed and at its strongest, daddy long legs / blue rot is your average cyst that either develops from mother long legs or just the general infectious spread of the rot, while brother long legs / yellow(?) rot is old and has become weaker or contaminated over time. i like to think when an iterator first discovers the rot, if it's purple, then it means they have a chance of flushing it out and hoping for the best. if they detect blue, they're definitely infected already. idk how well this fits with canon but it's how i imagine it :] the rot kinda has a 'brain' but its more of a weird nervous system throughout. idk how to describe that bit very well but it's how it 'knows' to follow the vibrations it feels in the ground ? and the basic survival instincts and tendrils to defend itself. it's a weird thing, alive but also not

[thedaygoesupinflames]

The first option won't work

"Sam!" Danny shouted as he was thrown past the window to Sams room who jumped at the sudden crash and quickly got her feet.

"What?!" She asked rapidly as she pulled her boots on.

"I accidently unfused me and Phantom again." Danny said panic in his voice raising slightly.

"Just hop through the ghost catcher again." Sam said returning to her seat on her bed.

"We already tried." Danny explained, voice slowly raising.

"Alright, alright, try to be quiet, my parents are light sleepers." Sam said as she pulled a light sweater over her short sleeve shirt and made her way to the window.

"Sorry." Danny said as he leapt onto the edge of the ceiling, Phantom was waiting, a hand out for Danny to take.

"Is Sam tagging along?" Phantom asked, Danny nodded in response.

"Just hold on?" Sam asked as she grabbed Phantoms other hand.

"You know the drill by now." Phantom said as both of the humans latched onto him, they only had to hold his hand, but this was also nice, he took off to Fenton Works, straight to the lab, bypassing the front door and phasing through Jazzes room.

"Just a few more years of being haunted..." Jazz muttered to herself.

"So, the machine doesn't work like last time?" Sam asked as she inspected the ghost catcher, throwing a small vial of ectoplasm through the machine, still separated but refused to work in counter clockwise and merge.

"Nope, we tried everything we could think of after the ghost catcher failed us." Phantom said, dropping to his feet and leaning up on Danny, who simply ran a hand through Phantoms hair, some sort of link allowing him to feel the same emotions and feel the same pain to some extent.

"Like what?" Sam asked turning back to Phantom and Danny who had migrated to the tiled floor, paying no mind to the fact they where still split in two.

"He tried possessing me, we tried the portal thing again, we even tried to see if he could fall back into me from the roof." Danny explained, everything they had tried sounding much more stupid when he told someone else.

"How where you split again?" Sam asked with a sigh at what the two idiots had come up with.

"Valerie tried killing us and one of the weapons she used triggered some sort of fight or flight in our systems." Phantom explained, remembering the event with ease, the way the blast taunted his core with sparks of pain, Danny got the worse half shockingly enough, he was the half that felt and smelt their flesh sizzle and the pain of being slammed to a wall.

"We got lucky we managed to find a safe hiding spot before we were split in two." Danny added on, he was the reason they managed to find the dumpster.

"If the cause was a weapon then maybe the cure has something to do with you two getting along." Sam offered hopefully, neither of the two on the floor bought what she was selling.

"Where did that come from?" Phantom asked.

"My Little Ponies?" Danny added with a smirk.

"Just try to not be jackasses maybe kiss." Sam offered, she was running out of ideas real fast and she sucked at covering for her falling short.

"Sam, were not gay." Phantom said.

"Maybe your not." Danny said a bit more quietly than what Phantom stated.

"Sorry Danny, I couldn't hear you, care to say that again?" Sam asked, raising a brow at Danny, she was a jackass somedays, this was one of those days.

"Nothing." Danny muttered under his breath with a sigh, Sam dropping her interrogation just like that.

"Well then, why don't you to try to fuse back." Sam said, the two halves made eye contact, one putting out a hand, palm facing forward.

Danny returned the gesture, their hands melding together, Phantom pulled his hand away, face tinted red, something about the feeling of the fusing just sent off red flags in his head.

Maybe all the time he spent locked up in the GIWs facility truly fucked him up beyond human comprehension, but, Danny managed to save him, he had to fuse back soon enough.

Besides he could refuse the fusion and there's no consequences to him, he doesn't feel any pain at all when he pulls away.

Danny does, the feeling is like his sensory receptors are being drenched in acid, he hisses silently every time Phantom refuses to fuse back to one being.

He knew how much damage the GIW had done to Phantom, so, Danny just had to be patient, and soon enough he would be complete, able to live without pain every now and then.

Danny wants to fuse back, Phantom doesn't, Phantom wants freedom, he wants to stay free and never refuse, sure Danny may have saved him from GIW, but Phantom still wanted freedom.

No matter how much pain that may cause Danny, if things got potentially fatal for Danny, then he would fuse back to prevent his other half from dying off.

"Ow." Danny whined, rubbing his fingers a bit, the acid like sting residing longer than normal.

"Sorry, I thought that didn't hurt you." Phantom said.

"I just shut up about the pain so you wouldn't feel rushed to fuse back, I know that trying to fuse back sets off red flags for sensory issues." Danny said with a sigh.

"Oh." Phantom said.

"Yeah, I was hoping I wouldn't have to push you to fuse back, but not having my other half is starting to take a toll on me." Danny explained with a sigh his breath hitched, a sudden pain sparking through his chest, he gripped his chest tightly and winced, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes as his lungs started to constrict.

"You good?" Phantom asked, getting a weak nod in response as Danny fell onto his side, crawling over to Phantom for support as he pushed himself to a seating position again.

"I'm fine, happens a lot more often than you think." Danny said with a weak smile.

"Are you sure that your fine?" Phantom asked, refraining from putting out an arm to help stabilize Danny.

"Yeah, everything is fine, I think I got a few months left before I just, die." Danny said as he leaned onto Phantoms side, resting his head on Phantoms shoulder.

"We have to fuse back, now." Phantom said.

"I think I'm to tired for that." Danny said with a light chuckle reaching up to run a hand through Phantoms hair again.

"Fine, but tomorrow we have to fuse back so you don't get hurt worse than you already are." Phantom said as he stood up, holding Danny bridal style before phasing up through the floors and dropping Danny onto the bed, Phantom sitting on the floor.

He knew he should've been more careful, he could've avoided this completely if he didn't get caught by the GIW.

No, he, he can't be mad at himself for that, couldn't control what they put him through for the most part.

He just needed some sleep.

[incorrect-sp-quotes]

Kenny: get ready because i’m about to get ✨funky fresh✨

Kenny: *dives into a pool of acid*

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

8!

time to install you all with a healthy hatred of immortal primeboys c!dream i've been too nice to him lately.

TW: Abuse, blood, graphic violence, manipulation, gaslighting, referenced death, restraints, torture, acid burns, mutilation, forced feeding but with dangerous chemicals, dehumanisation, infantilisation.

“Y'know, Tommy, if you’ve got nothing nice to say you should say nothing at all.”

Dream grinned before shifting his mask back down to cover his face, grabbing a vial of something bubbling off of the shelves, humming. Tommy gulped, desperately trying to pull free from the rope keeping him trapped onto the chair.

“Please- man, I’m sorry, I'm sorry, I-“

“How many times do I have to tell you that sorry doesn’t cut it for it to get through your thick skull?” The harsh sound of a slap echoed through the cell, Tommy's begging turning to agonised sobs as one of the stitches on his cheeks re-opened, blood filling his mouth as it felt like his entire cheek was again trying to unravel. “I’ve been so kind. I could have just killed you like the rest of them, but not only did I let you live, I allowed you to share in my gifts, to become immortal for me. You’re such an ungrateful fucking brat.”

The way Dream spoke of this- this fucking curse like it was a gift made Tommy sick. He didn’t want any of this. He didn’t want to die over and over in the most agonising of ways, he didn’t want to be forced to watch the ritual slaughter of his friends and family for the selfish gain of something only Dream wanted (and, oh Prime, Foolish, what happened to him would haunt Tommy forever), he didn’t want to have his only escape from Dream ripped away from him. It hadn’t even been a fucking year since he’d had this curse of immortality forced on him, and already Dream was trying to pretend it was a blessing, something Tommy asked for.

Tommy spat in Dream's stupid masked face. “Fuck off.”

Dream just sighed, before forcing the vial towards Tommy's mouth. Tommy forced his mouth shut, but Dream pinched onto Tommy's nose, forcing him to open his mouth to take a breath, and the second he did he forced whatever the horrible liquid was down his throat.

It burned, oh fuck it burnt so bad. Tommy could feel it blistering his throat, melting through it. He tried to spit it out, but Dream covered his mouth, forcing him to swallow with what little power he had left, the acid even more agonising against the burns it already made.

Tommy desperately tried to scream, but no sound came out. Even trying made the pain flare up worse, sending him into an awful coughing fit. Dream looked down at him and hummed, observing him as he violently shuddered and coughed, unable to speak or scream, like he was a fucking experiment. Tommy wasn’t sure if the awful burning feeling in his stomach was because of that or the acid. Probably both.

Finally, Tommy stopped coughing, and Dream cut the rope on the chair. Tommy took a wobbly step, and collapsed onto the obsidian floor. Dream lifted him by the hood of his hoodie, like he was a fucking kitten, and Tommy was ready to spew insults, swears, everything he thought about Dream, but no sound came out, and he settled for glaring.

“I don’t know, I think I prefer you like this,” Dream laughed. “Maybe I should get more of that, for when you heal.”

Tommy furrowed his brow further, and flipped off Dream, which only seemed to amuse him more. “You're very expressive, y’know. You look like a little kid throwing a tantrum. It’s hysterical.”

Tommy was going to fucking stab Dream one day. He didn’t even care that it wouldn’t do anything, that’s what he would do.

The only upside of living forever was that he had an eternity to do that.

[fandomtransmandom]

Being desperately horny for the humorously homicidal probably says a lot about my psychological makeup but I'm not about to change now.

[squimari]

I’d cry if Mexican dream turns out to be one of the the masterminds or even THE mastermind of the inbetween

Karl’s travels turn out to be one bigass acid trip from drugs that Mexican dream left behind but they actually unveil serious lore which is HILARIOUS