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— Nikita Gill
SP. 101 - Paycheck (2003)
He disassembles the device.
— Donte Collins
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robot eyes with an arduino | source
no matter where you go, no matter how far you stray, you will always return to me. not because i demand it, not because i force it, but because you belong to me in a way that cannot be undone.
opiate
a muted addiction with tragedy tailing it.
there's just something about being in the purgatory between love and hate. it's defacing me and what i stood for, yet i find myself wanting to grovel. in all means desperate, could you forgive me for upsetting you? there's no guilt nor shame, yet; my fingers still tremble when i see your name. i hate you like a vice. you are nothing more than a parasite, yet i can't get enough of how you shape me into an addict.
promise to never keep me sober, and i promise we won't ever part. i know you have nowhere else to run to. walk with me instead. nobody gives a damn about you and your tender heart as much as i do.
computer love <3 but watch out!
illustration based on the ILOVEYOU email worm
I know I’m horrible. Awful. I’m a bad person, I’ve done horrible things. But when it comes to you, I just can’t bring myself to care. I’ll do even worse for you, darling. Anything. Even if I become some unrecognizable monster, you’ll still love me, right?
This disclaimer pops up whenever I start talking
From Waiting for This Story to End Before I Begin Another by Jan Heller Levi (via hush-syrup)
Hurt me in a way that matters.
CW: talk of irl blood / gore.
I have seen, smelled, and touched just too much blood and gore recently. Of my own, no less. And I didn't even lift a finger to cause it.
But on a nicer note, it gave me ideas for bizarre-seeking options. For one, keeping a piece of flesh in a vial, or some other souvenir from what was a painful, unpleasant time and turn it into something pleasingly sadistic... or surprisingly pure.
You go through something that has you suffering, "just get me away from the pain." But then a yandere comes in, and maybe from another perspective it seems as if they're downplaying your trauma, disrespecting it, and only acting out to further your distress when they make art out of it.
However, their intentions are surprisingly angelic. They turn what was a source of pain into art that they're enamored with, because they're enamored with you. They love you through thick and thin, and you could be bleeding out with blood clots running down your legs and they'd never, ever be disgusted. Your own writhing being is of such high value to them. Even while your brain is too busy firing off signals, screaming for peace, there's someone who appreciates you and is on the sidelines giving you their utmost support and admiration, that by the time it's over you'll realize you weren't ever alone.
It's a kind of purity that transcends any insecurities. It's beyond any societal standards that could get in the way.
It's simply seeing you the way that you are, and that's beautiful.
Listen through a 4 hr Spotify playlist ✅
Scroll through an entire Tumblr community to reach the end ✅
Scroll through a 160,000 word fic to find the (very brief) scenes of one character ✅
Re-read favorite fanfic and analyze it to see if any scenes were missed / new details found✅
Scroll through an artist's entire media folder to find that one piece of fanart you didn't notice before (it was reposted and you wanted to see where it was and how you missed it) ✅
Task that takes 5 seconds ❌❌❌🚫🚫🚫🚫🚨🚨🚨
20+, any pronouns, otherkin.
My content dives into dark topics that can be triggering. Due to posts possibly being NSFW with many having adult undertones, I only interact with people 18+.