My-ugly-organs - Hand Me My Shovel, I'm Going In!

Fridge Light Stay On.

A comic coming out in December - an investigation of liminal space, dissociation, lost time, and hauntings.

Revolutionary Girl Utena (1997) // The Devil's Backbone (2001)

rotting in my childhood bedroom

[I.D: A digital illustration depicting a person laying on their back, with their legs up on a bed. Their face is completely obscured except for the right eye, which has a tired expression. On both their arms, and on part of their stomach, grow mushrooms of various kinds. There's also moss, small plants, and even a few flowers, covering most of their skin. They are covered in dirt and mold, that also extends to other parts of the room. To the left of the image is a big bear plush, sitting on its hind legs; it has a sewn on patch and it's slashed open across the stomach. The person's hand closer to it is holding a bit of the stuffing. On its feet lay other toys. The room has a heart decal that goes around the top of the wall, and it has one window over the bed, with curtains. The whole illustration has very dark colors, mostly blue and grey except for the moss, mold, mushrooms, and dirt. End I.D]

A niche ecosystem

[ID: Green-toned Magnus Archives fanart of Jon Sims. He's floating against a green gradient, curled up and covering his face but looking out warily with an uncovered eye. The background features art of a whale in different stages of decomposition: first alive at the top, with lines emanating from it; then dead and placed behind him; next rotting below him; and finally a skeleton at the bottom. Cursive text faintly says "whalefall" behind Jon.

The second piece is the same, but pale outlines show hands with a fork and knife positioned over Jon. End ID]

(Thankyou @/princess-of-purple-prose for the ID sm,,, augh)

i hate fatigueee its so stupid. ohh when im home i'll do this or that Nope. replacing all of your bones with pure titanium now. Goodbye

ya ever just feel so. damn. tired. of doing this over and over and over and over and over and over and over again, can't even catch a goddamn break, even while you're broken life keeps feeding off you

it's ok, you can try again next time

'you've had many bodies before this, and you'll continue to have many more'

oh to be a home to parasites

*avoids even people I love w all my heart*