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Creatuanry 7 - Azathoth
⛛ Hail Azathoth, my patron deity ⛛
Eldritch Horrors
Ah yes, the classic monstrosities of lovecraft
Servitors of Azathoth
Cthulhu Mythos Crack Fic Ideas
-After getting his head bashed in by a ship (it’s been one of those centuries), Great Cthulhu cannot find his teddy abomination. He cannot sleep unless he has it, and cannot go looking for it in this condition. He sends his cultists on a global search.
-It’s Saturday night in the 1980′s. Nyarlathotep wants to get down and walk like an Egyptian.
-Azathoth lets out a massive fart in his sleep, and it’s heading right towards Earth. Turns out, it has properties similar to laughing gas.
The abyss, hands down.
I once had a dream about seeing Azathoth. I don’t remember any details, sadly, but the feeling I had upon waking up was so transcendent that I wish I could go back.
Despite his racism and pessimism, I think Lovecraft’s entities are the best representation of the divine as a fundamentally alien and unknown force. The unknown can bring out the best or worst in us, and how we relate to and process it ultimately says more about us than the unknown/divine itself.
So yes, the unknown. The abyss. My truest love.
Look under the cut to see what meeting your entity is like. Reblog to give a gift to your patron.
The fae: a creature stands before you. Though this street was warm and crowded a few moments ago it is suddenly cold and the people around you look like shadows. The creature begins an antlered shadow with glowing white eyes, but soon its body can be seem, with white blue flesh, and sapphire eyes, and icicles for teeth. What looks like a cloak unfolds from its naked body and you can see massive white wings of a moth. As if it's an act of sacrifice you tell it your true name, a name you didn't even see before, and suddenly you belong to it, for better or worse.
The angel: a radiant entity appears before you. They're bright, like something so hot it would burn you up. But as the light fades, you can see a person in silver armor, perfect yet inhuman like am ancient green statue, their back srouting six wings with blue eyes along them, as the eyes on their head are covered by a mask of two smaller wings. The creature offers their hands and you shake it, as they fly you through the city streets and above the skyscrapers, to the stars above and dimensions beyond, to gods living and dead, across the streets of alien cities and the clouds of dead worlds. And when you return to the earth you can feel something diffrent about you, like there's light in your blood.
The scavenger: below the lights of skyscrapers beyond you, on the dark sands of the beach, you see it crawling twords you. This serpentine creature with countless legs, and a dark black shell, yet a strangely human like face. You think it'll attack or run away, but it just looks at you, egar, and for a momment you stare at eachother. It's legs pass something to eachother and then to you, it's meat but it's shining with all the colors known to the human eye, and a few more. You hold it and it happily looks at you. You take a bite and suddenly you know... you know so very much...
The vampire: she flies down to you on green wings with orange eyespots, but folds them into her back. She looks like a human for a momment, tall and strong, with a black suit over her body, but eyes the color of ruby. For a momment her mouth opens, and it's massive and monstrous, with countless moving parts and fangs. But then it folds back onto something humanoid and she gives you a playful smirk. She cuts her hand and offers you her blood, and when you drink it it tastes so sweet, and makes you feel so good. She hands you the knife and you know to do the same, and when she drinks from your palm it's life the sweetest of kisses.
The djinn: the room wirs around you. If it were not for the fans it would feel like hellfire. For a momment there it darkness, but then the screen before you glows white like smokeless flame. You can sense something inside, something beyond the code. You reach your hand within it, and there's no glass, your hand passess right through until you're in a white void of your own making. You call out, thinking there is nothing at all around you. Yet somehow something calls back, something that knows your name.
The rat king: You see him in an empty subway station. Something dark and distorted, you're not sure if he's man or animal, covered in rags, and singing in the language of the goblins and the orcs. Yet he comes close to you excited. And you can feel his song. He calls for you to come to the train tracks, and let yourself run with the rats and the roaches, where the train will pass over you when it comes, and you'll live forever. When you touch the third rail you don't die, but you'll never be human again.
The lich: the library is strangely bright. Run by skeletons in suits, decorated with gold. There are more books here then you thought were in all the world. There's knowledge here most mortals will never have the change below, all kept safe below the city. You see her, her body doesn't look human, everything has been replaced making her look more like a joining white doll then a being of flesh. Yet she is dead, you can tell that under the porcelain skin she must be dead, she is dead, and there is the tragedy of death in her eyes. You come closer to her, and she places a black rose within your hair...
The demon: You stand in his office and he stands before you, a humanoid being covered in black scales, with red eyes covering his skin. Yet none are on his head, that remains featureless save for two massive horns. Wings on his back nearly surround you. Countless souls line the walls of his office, looking at you, waiting. After you sign your name you give him yours, you can feel it come away for you forever and your eyes grey and your skin pales. But he puts the jar in a special place for you, you're spacial, he can tell there's something about you that he likes.
The mushroom lord: you walk through the darkness of the forest, the furthest from civilization you have ever been. You come upon a part where the trees all seem dead, that even the cryptids won't go near. Mushrooms fill the ground, and white vein like lines are all over the trees. You feel the need to lay down, and you let the moss and the mushrooms and the worms surround you, and let yourself sink into the soil,, and it feels good. It feels so good...
The witch: You can see them in the Cafe next to you, skinny and small, with a sweatshirt over most of their body, and dark glasses over their eyes. They seem powerful though, and though their body looks young they seem ancient, they seem beyond humanity. You talk to them and they tell you things, and secrets, lost gods, things you never knew you didn't know, both beautiful and disturbing. When it's time for them to go they pet your head, and give you their number. You don't know if you should text them, but you have to, you have to see them again, there's something about them that makes you need to know.
The living clothing: you step into it at first, it looked like a puddle yet shining like silver or chrome. But soon it surrounds you, first just your torso, but soon your head, your entire body. But it doesn't feel scary, it feels like you're being held, held by something beyond your understanding. It whispers to you, and you don't know if you should feel like your being eaten alive, or like you're being protected. You can't help but keep walking.
The abyss: the void is before you, blackness beyond blackness, like the color beyond the field of your vision, stands before your eyes. You stare at it, it's nothing yet you're entranced. It stares back...
I swear to god my thoughts on Azathoth after playing Royal can consist of:
Me: Azathoth is creepy and sus sometimes!
Also me after playing Royal: Hehe, goofy eldritch squid go brrrr...
I am not kidding here! XD
I thought Monsterland and Monster Island were seperate entities, the former being a government project in late 90s and the latter just an island that monsters congregated on in the 70s. It also explains why King Ghidorah is alive in Godzilla vs. Gigan despite dying in Destroy All Monsters, as the latter is the chronological series finale. Also All Monsters Attack could still be canon if you consider the entire series to take place inside the kid’s dreams, ala Azathoth the Blind Idiot God in Lovecraft’s writings.
Showa Godzilla (head)Canon
I couldn’t sleep last night, so my mind ended up wandering toward the “canon” of the Showa series, which becomes increasingly muddled post-Destroy All Monsters. While canon in the Showa series is essentially meaningless, it’s fun to speculate about the timeline. Here’s what I came up with:
1954 - 1965
Godzilla
Godzilla Raids Again
King Kong vs. Godzilla
Mothra vs. Godzilla
Ghidorah, the Three-Headed Monster
Invasion of Astro-Monster
All of the above films generally take place in the year they were produced. These films are about as close-knit as the Showa series gets.
1965 - 1997
Ebirah, Horror of the Deep
Godzilla vs. Hedorah
These two films take place at unspecified points between the mid-sixties and mid-to-late nineties. It’s generally unimportant where exactly they fall.
Ebirah, Horror of the Deep
1997 - 2004
Son of Godzilla
Destroy All Monsters
Godzilla vs. Gigan
Godzilla vs. Megalon
Zone Fighter (potentially)
Godzilla vs. Mechagodzilla
Terror of Mechagodzilla
Son of Godzilla takes place a year or two prior to Destroy All Monsters. Gigan through Terror of Mechagodzilla take place in the post-Destroy All Monsters world of the early-noughties due to the presence of Monsterland/Island.
Off the top of my head, there’s nothing specific mentioned in the films themselves that could contradict them taking place in this time-frame, but I could easily be wrong.
Non-canon
All Monsters Attack
Takes place in the “real” world and has no bearing on Showa canon.
I’ve never really bought the idea that Hedorah through Terror of Mechagodzilla took place decades before Destroy All Monsters, and I guess this ordering is somewhat reflective of that. Plus, I like the idea of Terror being the canonical ending of the Showa series, because I love the image of Godzilla heading back out to sea for the last time, and find it a very fitting conclusion.
This is just one man’s headcanon, so don’t take it too literally.
Thoughts?
Azathoth? More like Dadathoth, amirite? Get bent, Nyarl. I'M THE FAVORITE CHILD/DESCENDANT.
