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who up sexualising the grotesque

trans people obsessed w body horror and biological inhumanity that want to look like bloodborne bosses and animal chimeras 🤝 trans people obsessed w robotics and technological inhumanity that want to look like mechs and industrial machinery

babygirl the way you forsake your happiness on your relentless quest to vengeance, your complicated relationship with gender and the way you're covered in blood have bewitched me body and soul

penid

spending the entire day writing one paragraph

Would you like people wishing death on you? And cheering it on etc. Just curious if it would bother you

the taylor swift private jet crashing post has been bringing me some interesting anons lately

One thing I really love about seedy anime websites and YouTube mp3 converters is like. They actually do what they say they’re doing. But they WILL try to trick you into downloading a virus. Like it’s almost just a greeting at this point. I try to extract a song from a YouTube video and it says free VPN installer tonight perhaps? Free VPN installer tonight queen? And I say YouTube-mp3 converter you sly dog, you know what I’m here for. Show me the goods. And YouTube-mp3 converter says ahhh you got me, no getting one over on you. Thought it was worth a try tho. Here you go king x

"youve already written that trope" yesss. i like it a lots. i will be writing it again. 1000 stories of the same trope over and over again for ten million years

i cannot explain it but these all have the same vibes

Monster smut is so disproportionately subby reader x dom monster. Where's the love for subby monsters? What if i wanna make an orc whine? What if i want the headless horseman to moan and shudder while i peg him and kiss around his neck stump? What if I pull a Jekyll and Hyde and become the monster so i can absolutely ruin someone with the outcome? Mix it up!

this is actually me

Oohhhh my fucking god

People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.

I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.

I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.

There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me

Kyron having some fun with a woodland creature. Full uncropped version on my Patreon.

someone apologized for commenting late… 2 months after the fic was posted 😭😭 girl that’s EARLY thats fresh

Tracery, sculpture by Timothy Cleary

poorly explaining internet horror in a single sentence

Local58 - What if “The Legend of Zelda: Majora’s Mask” was even more horrifying than it already is?

The Mandela Catalogue - Adam and Eve fucked around and found out

The Walten Files - Chuck E. Cheese on crack

Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared - Sesame Street but the street is in Detroit

The Monument Mythos - The Statue of Freedom is in a silly goofy mood

The Nixonverse - Richard Nixon: cha cha real smooth *teleports to an alternate timeline*

The Trinity Desk Project - Fantastic Four but worse

Mystery Flesh Pit National Park - There is no ethical consumption under capitalism

Possibly in Michigan - Gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss

Im just feeling a certain way rn

if my body is a temple then why isn’t there a priest inside it

Humanity and God(s): 1. Blackout: Remembering The Things I Drank To Forget by Sarah Hepola / 2. Some Anatomies of Melancholy by Robert Burton / 3.Tears and Saints by Emil Cioran / 4. Portrait of the Illness as Nightmare by Leila Chatti / 5. Secrets about People: A Short and Dangerous Introduction to René Girard by Alex Danco / 6. NBC Hannibal Season 2 Episode 2 "Sakizuki"

i want a priest but not in a “i want a priest to fuck me” way, i want a priest in a “i wish there was a priest at the small church in my town. a priest so devoted to his faith he’d barely notice me but once he does? i wish to be only thing possessing enough power to bring him away from his God” way

the cosmic horror implications of timeloops are fascinating if you actually stop to think about it. because in order to trap someone in a situation like that you'd either have to reset all of time with each loop, which suggests a staggeringly horrifying scale of power and personal pettiness, or you'd have to isolate an area of effect to keep replaying like a broken record while the rest of time continues around it, posing potentially destructive consequences for the integrity of reality itself if people and things caught in the timeloop fail to show up in the present and effect change outside of it.

it's a lot of stuff...

💚You think life is hard? Try being stuffed with meats of various sizes,accessories and feels with various monster sauces 24/7 challenge...

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED..MMMMFGH..💚

this is a pro-fat blog btw. if you're not attracted to fat people then fix it