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@worminthewalls
Hello! This is my blog for Transcendence AU things. Right now my current project is to read through every post on the TAU blog and reblog anything I find interesting. I might start making more original posts someday, we'll just have to see. Feel free to send asks or tag me in posts you think I might like!
pleased to announce that after making a "Transcendence AU" and a "Descender AU" I'm about to work on my next project, "I'll Stay Right Here Actually I'm Fine Thanks AU"
Sook opera Concept
ok demon!!!!!!
Secunit gets trapped in Silent Hill (in spaaaaaace!) but is so relentlessly focused on saving the human(s) trapped with it that it completely sidesteps the moral/psychological lesson it's supposed to learn and the monsters finally just...give up.
[puts alcor in a jar and shakes him around]
“Lucy Ann, am I a good person?”
The diminutive vampire snorted. “No.”
Dipper must have looked stricken because she went on.
“Look, I know you can’t help asking these questions. You went from an ape god gave anxiety to, to a species that quite frankly doesn’t innately HAVE a sense of good or evil. You went from vanilla ice cream to an endless supply of chocolate syrup on top of a ten story sundae.”
She took a sip of her drink. “I’m sorry Dipper, I’m not Mabel. I’m not going to kiss your boo boos and lie and tell you it’s all okay.”
(“She didn’t do that” Dipper muttered under his breath.)
“You do god awful things, all the time, and will continue to do so for time immemorial. We’re monsters, that’s what we do.”
The gesture didn’t come naturally to her, but she reached out and awkwardly patted his hand.
“But I think the important thing is that you try. You always try. You’ll always keep on trying. Like, that’s the best any of us can do or ask for.”
She pointed with a finger and said “Now finish your organ meat you big sap.”
sometimes a girl has some weird ass thoughts driving across country anyway here’s this.
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“I need to go to the store,” Henry called out to Mabel.
“Okay honey!” Mabel waved before turning back to her task of underwater basketweaving under the kitchen table.
Henry grabbed the handle of his pick axe from Gompers’ mouth, straddled it and launched into the air a respectable 25-30 feet from the ground, clipping along at a steady pace until he got to the grocery store. He took out a pink ribbon from his breast pocket, and tied his axe to a post before walking in to the grocery store.
Initially, it was pitch black, but as Henry walked in candles began to light on the one object in the room, a gigantic table made of roughly hewn pine boards. Strewn across the table were goblets full of something a little too thick to be wine, gold and silver plates laden with fruit verging between fresh and rot, broken strands of pearl necklaces, ham hocks and turkey legs, butter dishes with a huge thumbprint gouged out in the middle, excess upon excess upon decay.
At each place setting was a severed sheep’s head, the blood still fresh and dripping on the floor, not yet discovered by the flies.
In the middle of it all was Dipper, lying supine on the table.
Henry dropped his reusable shopping bag and got out his grocery list he wrote on the back of a business card for a psychic in New Jersey.
“I need one Mabel soul.”
“Why?”
Henry’s brow furrowed for a second. “We can’t start our lives without it.”
“If you want it, then you’ll need to come and find it.” Dipper sat up, and dug his hands with their short stubby human nails into his stomach. His arms shook and quivered as his hands, quickly becoming covered in gushing blood, peeled open the skin of his stomach, parted through the meat curtains of his abdominal wall, and finally opened his ribs up far far far past what they should expand with a sickening crack.
He flomped back onto the table and said “Come and find it, if you can.”
The tongues began to loll out of the mouths of the sheep’s heads, lapping up the fresh blood on the table.
Henry came to the side of the table, awkwardly shoving a Laz-E-Boy out of the way. There was a spark at the top of one of Dipper’s exposed glistening and broken bones but it quickly went back inside of Dipper.
Tenatively at first, Henry reached a hand in. It was fetid and hot inside, like a jungle, and he almost recoiled. But there- there was the spark again.
“Go on,” gasped Dipper, “grab it.”
Henry began to delve slightly deeper in. He could see the glow of Mabel’s soul it was so tantalizingly close but then it flew out of his grasp. He reached again and again, hands fluttering as gently as they could inside but gentle wasn’t doing it gentle wasn’t-
Dipper’s hand grabbed his, grabbed it so hard it cut off the circulation.
“Deeper, go deeper.”
Henry forced his hand inside as fast as he could, and suddenly he was elbow deep inside of Dipper, his funny bone scraping a spine bone. Goosebumps raised on Henry’s arm as inside he was kissed by the flutter of lungs, the coils of intestine that fun fact do have a tendency to wiggle around when exposed.
And still Mabel’s soul eluded him.
Now it was resting on Dipper’s heart and Henry needed a better angle to get deeper, deeper inside. One hand still in the chest cavity, Henry awkwardly clambered onto the table, and straddled Dipper, to better support himself as he looked.
Mabel’s soul leapt away from his searching hand yet again and now Henry was frantic. Under him, Dipper’s back arched Henry’s arm scraped against ribs and torn muscle, under him Dipper thrashed and writhed as Henry worked faster and faster, increasingly headless of taking any care.
He began to rip out organs and toss them aside, his sweat flying onto Dipper’s face, the cavernous hole of Dipper’s torso. By now Dipper was keening, a sound that made Henry’s ears bleed but it didn’t matter he needed to find her soul, his hand scratching with muscle fibers and viscera under his nails, reaching inside of the trachea, squeezing the lungs and making Dipper begin to pant, he needed he needed he needed-
Henry woke with a start. Uncomfortably, he shifted his lower body around in bed until he was able to lay comfortably again, Next to him, Mabel snored.
That, Henry knew with bone certainty, was not a dream from the Dreambender.
No, Henry realized as he crossed and uncrossed his legs, that was just his good old unconsciousness.
He didn’t want to think about what it meant.
He fell asleep and by the morning he had completely forgotten about it.
Dipper made everyone pancakes for breakfast.
okay where are the henchwomen
Genuinely with how much we've memed feminine versions of masculine archetypes into existence I should be seeing so many more henchwomen at all times (that aren't goblins or some shit.) Girlbossness is not sufficient. The corporate environment does not provide adequate enrichment for evil women. She needs to kill people, directly, and look silly as hell doing it
You, almost exclusively among the many many many comments on this post suggesting examples of hypercompetent (usually hyperfeminine) girlbosses, see my vision
There is something special about them but i can’t really point it out.
Also they are so “yet each man kills the thing he loves” coded. Idk i just like Oscar Wilde.
Imma put the other version without all the random effects under the cut (its looks a lot more gore-y)
NORMAL HUMAN TYRONE EVERGREEN
The point of fiction is actually to put that guy in a situation™️, and he might try to tell you the point is to then get him out of the situation, WRONG, second situation
I’ve been studying for my plant diversity exam for 12 hours so here is my ted talk where I will be assigning TAU characters to Coniferales 🤩 Yes I’m sleep deprived!
Dipper as Pinus brutia (Calabrian Pine, Turkish Pine, Lone Pine)
A solid tree 10/10
The "Lone Pine", a prominent landmark tree at an ANZAC First World War battle at Gallipoli, was this species. Cones from the battlefield were taken home to Australia, and plants sourced from the seeds were planted as living memorials. These trees have red barks that kinda look like a scarred skin and also they produce a substance called Terebintinae which causes forest fires! This helps cleansing the forest and keeps the population young. What could have been a better metaphor for Transendence than that? 🤡
Further more “pine honey” is made with this tree’s honeydew. You can think the sap sucking insects as cultist and the honeydew as his power 🙂↕️
Henry as Cedrus libani
Very charismatic we all love this tree!
It is a large evergreen conifer that has great religious and historical significance in the cultures of the Middle East. These trees have very durable woods which were used for shipbuilding and the construction of temples and palaces. In the Epic of Gilgamesh, the Sumerian hero Gilgamesh and his friend Enkidu travel to the legendary Cedar Forest to kill its guardian Humbaba and cut down its trees.
Woodsman symbolism🫦
Willow as Pinus wallichiana (Bhutan Pine)
It just kinda resembles a willow tree :p
They produce a resin that occasionally drips, resembling droplets of rain. Therefore, we also call this tree the ‘crying pine tree’ in Turkiye.
Hank as Abies balsamea (Balsam Fir) aka the Christmas Tree!
These trees produce Balsamum Canadense aka Canada Balsam! We use this balsam to mount medium to prepare permanent slides for microscopy. 10/10 very nice. He holds Portland together like the Canada Balsam —yes this is peak symbolism 🤡
Mabel as Taxus baccata (European Yew)
Looks safe but deadly 😎🥸
It doesn’t have spiky leaves like other conifers but when consumed can be deadly. The red things that look like fruits are called “aril”. It is a specialized outgrowth from a seed that partly or completely covers the seed, a false fruit. And yes they are poisonous too.
Fun Fact: In interpretations of Norse cosmology, the tree Yggdrasil has traditionally been interpreted as a giant ash tree. Some scholars now believe errors were made in past interpretations of the ancient writings, and that the tree is most likely a European yew (Taxus baccata).
This probably won’t even show up in the Transcendence AU Tags
Finally posting these old doodles because I have a reason to, thanks to @worminthewalls !
This was inspired by @moonfoxgazer ’s DnD Alcor design, but I tried to make it my own a little. The basic Idea is that after civilization collapses, at some point Alcor gets bored of being worshipped as a god and decides to go live in a temple in the desert where people can travel to have their wishes granted (for a price of course) I borrowed the pose from pintrest.
I love giving Alcor scars to reference my favorite fics
Kitty Alcor!! (He just got a bath )
Some fanart of one of my favorite fics, Wings,Horns, and Tails (I don’t really like these ones that much but someone else might)
And another unicorn Alcor (also inspired by the fics in this post) but with a cutie mark!
second day with an almost 11hr shift in a row....
may i request alcors... to give me strength....! to hold on....! and make it through......!
maybe some mizars and other characters too...... if yoy want to......... [dies]
Various TAU Art/Writing prompts
Alcor playing an instrument somewhere weird.
Mabel and Alcor absolutely wrecking some bad guys.
Alcor but he forgot what humans look like.
The triplets dressed up for Halloween or Summerween.
Alcor wearing some sort of historical fashion.
The Woodsman interacting with some wildlife.
Alcor vs a small house cat. The cat is winning.
funny way to mess w summoners: alcor and one of the sumomoners is in on it
but b4 he shows up they act like the cultists used the wrong circle. like 'this was the one you WEREN'T supposed to use- what do you mean its all you have prepared? whatever we'll make it work' and when he shows up they start off with the whole 'o great and powerful dreambender-' and then stop. go 'hang on a second' and pull out some papers. and goes over them. then pulls out a *second* sheet of papers which they give to alcor without looking up from their papers, and proceed to do the rest of the summoning very clearly reading off the script like two actors who have not memorized their lines OR their cues in time for the play but who did stash the script along and who keep getting distracted by reading and checking it lol
