So Apparently Tumblr Ate My Original Post About This But:

Imagine it's your last day alive and you're having to spend it with JD Vance 😭

i feel like the knowledge that there are some medical databases with free-to-use 3D scans of various human organs available for 3D printing would have drastically reduced tumblrs amount of bone stealing scandals. plus you can make ones that glow in the dark.

look at my glow in the dark humerus boy

i love drawing blood. everyone should draw blood. everybody draw blood NOW

What's the fastest way to a girl's heart?

median sternotomy

The embodiment of desire to stay young forever. The fear of losing one's looks and vitality. The sanguine hunger of desperate humanity.

BLOODBOY runs a wellness center called Feed Your Youth with promises of blood transfusions that will keep his victim in the prime of their life. Then, BLOODBOY will goad them to take more and more blood from him, until they give in to their hunger for eternal youth and drain him dry, killing him. A few days later, after patients have stewed in the horror of their own actions, they spontaneously exsanguinate, and BLOODBOY reforms anew, leaving the withered husk of his victim behind. He can also be found taking advantage of slaughterhouse drainage pipes, absorbing animal blood. He takes the form of a young man, but can also appear as a viscous puddle of blood, a shambling ooze (also of blood), and thin, sticky threads of, you guessed it, blood.

i also wanted to draw him harassing jared hopworth so here's that

You give him a hug. He seems relieved that you did, and holds you very tight.

"Bye, Ben..."

flesh avatars will look at the physical forms of both themselves and others and ask "is anybody gonna twist this beyond recognition?" and then not wait for an answer

Our love is a painful kind, like a death from a thousand bites.

I feared to hurt you whole, so you offered for a piece.

One bite turned to two, until my stomach was half-filled with you.

My hunger never ceased, yet you let me.

Because you were kind like that.

I’m full of you.

A poem I wrote for my farcille zine ‘Devourer of My Flesh’ I also really like this illustration I made in particular.

acheiropoieton, still alive in the crypt.