mothinthegutter

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i got a new sketchbook and the first six pages are filled with just her. i love my lady lampshade heart emoji

bsd fyodor gets possessed by lampshade and turns into elegant vintage woman

i wonder if getting tossed around in a storm feels good to a tree. thorough shaking. the closest we could get is being put in a can and violently shook. trees are made to dance in the wind. it looks so enjoyable. dead branches fall off. dancing so hard your dead limbs that just didn't make it snap off of you. like a crocodile getting brushed by a flat broom.

Oh hey man. Good to see you. I thought you died. Didn't you die? I was sure you died? Why are you alive? Weren't you meant to die a long time ago?

flower who tore off all her petals

replaced them all with metal

fanart for @valleykey's auterus. i had so much fun with this... that scene has been stuck in my head for months.

i’m kinda like if dead batteries were a girl

EUTHANIZE HIM !!!!!!!!

i love breaking bones heart emoji. ohhh i need to make broken his ulna. crack crack. sounds like inseccts scuttling. but there's ac rescendo. crack-cra-ra-ra-rack. nn. snap pop hiss. carbonated drink. fizzy. bone marrow on red dust. nnn.... when the ulnar collateral ligament is like tissue paper because your template didn't map right crying laughing emoji pointing left emoji. and it goes. through.

hmmmm. cauliflower

i love breaking bones heart emoji. ohhh i need to make broken his ulna. crack crack. sounds like inseccts scuttling. but there's ac rescendo. crack-cra-ra-ra-rack. nn. snap pop hiss. carbonated drink. fizzy. bone marrow on red dust. nnn.... when the ulnar collateral ligament is like tissue paper because your template didn't map right crying laughing emoji pointing left emoji. and it goes. through.

i love breaking bones heart emoji. ohhh i need to make broken his ulna. crack crack. sounds like inseccts scuttling. but there's ac rescendo. crack-cra-ra-ra-rack. nn. snap pop hiss. carbonated drink. fizzy. bone marrow on red dust. nnn.... when the ulnar collateral ligament is like tissue paper because your template didn't map right crying laughing emoji pointing left emoji. and it goes. through.

Not gonna lie I kinda hate the compulsion in fandom to shove every relationship into rigid definition boxes. Every relationship is either parent-child, siblings or romantic. Come on. Relationships are so much more complex than that. Do you at least have friends.

How it feels to read a really good fic and find the author has dozens more like it 

anti-survival horror where you're desperately trying to die but everyone is keeping you alive

intersex/hormone imbalancw... omegaverse... gender politics... humanitarian rights... right to remain single... queer platonic relationship... mix of two genders x half a gender....

You fucking wish the author was dead. The author is on twitter

........snail

I’m having all my wants and desires surgically removed tomorrow

2048 scabs

.14 of them bleeding

oh is that a bug

sneak peak of long project i'm working on... if anyone wants to see the full thing when it's done i'll post it

I'm not a hater but so much shit is stupid

who the Fuck is henry winter this is the fourth post i've seen with him tagged Who. i cultivate my algorithm like a secret garden and you sir be pruned Weeded. even.

Do people care if u get inspired by other polls.... Anyway the red/blue poll I see going around is nice but I found that I associate my friends with all sorts of colors so. here

owwww fuck owww ow fuck fucj owwww fuck owww ow ow ouch ow fuck fuck ow

hewwo :333

lovely evening we're having here isn't it

[washing sedatives down with coffee] fight it out between yourselves and let me know what we're doing

it happened again. the moon is incredibly low in the sky and yellow and there is supposed to be a tree there i think. i cannot see the real moon. did it get eaten

what if windows were horror trope.

its 2:57am and the moon has been hovering outside my window for the last hour and i do not think. it is supposed to be there. i think there is supposed to be a building blocking it. i am so sure that i will look at this in the morning and there will be a building there.

what if windows were corrupted or used as vessels for the madness and trickery and horror.

you hear rain, a soothing lullaby, but it's only tapping on your window. you see the moon, or stars, or the sun, or a distant light from a streetlight or other house, something where it most definitely should not be. you look outside and see a thick forest swamped in fog, but you live in the city. your curtains grow fucking teeth or eyes or sentience and close on their own to plunge the room into darkness. it's bright daylight outside but your clock says it's the middle of the night or vice versa. the little lever things unlock on their own.

update on the moon; it has shrunk to a single glob of white in the pitch blackness. it is either sinking below the house and being covered, or the eye is blinking.

covered in ants. fuck. fuck. fuck fuck fuck. i hate warm weather fuck fuck fuck

the they/thems