#body horror Tumblr posts

  • the falling titan cannot reach him here. he knows that, knows that as well as he knows that the name he was born with isn’t his real name, as well as he knows the smell of ozone, as well as he knows the feeling of the rain on his face. he has prayed to his god, and tried to fall, and there is nothing. there is nothing but the suffocating chokehold of the earth, crawling into his throat, his lungs, when he tries to pray, as though mocking him.

    it is the antithesis of everything that he is, the soil packed in enough to crack his flight-hollow bones, the lungs meant for altitudes just leaving him enough space to swallow more dirt. he forgets - he forgets things, here. he forgets what it felt like, to have the wind whip his hair into his face. to laugh. almost forgets, sometimes, that his name is mike crew, feels the buried try to take that from him, too, but he digs his cracked fingernails in hard.

    no. that isn’t yours to take. it’s his name, and he chose it, and he remembers that he is mike crew, even as he forgets why he chose it, even as he forgets what those words would sound like, spoken aloud.

    he calls out to viscera, next. it had been the one he’d spent the most time with, other than the falling titan, pulling pieces of himself out and trying to make them line up properly instead of dissolving into fractals. but viscera cannot help him here; he feels his bones crack into new shapes, feels his flesh change form, but it does not free him. sometimes, it can get him a little bit of space, but not for long, and soon enough, the choke of the earth becomes too aware, and swallows him all the tighter for every ounce of flesh he manages to shift even a little.

    and it leaves him, sooner than it had come. mike wasn’t loyal to it, after all - if he tried, he could still reach it, but it owed him nothing, held no interest in him here.

    the eye. he tries, but all there is is fleeting periods of time where he knows he is seen, and wonders why no one does anything about it, if someone knows he is here. remembers soon enough that the eye is nothing but a voyeur. that it likely feeds off of his discomfort, loves the way he knows he would be crying, were he not so dehydrated.

    corruption - he does not want to call corruption. he doesn’t like it, to this day. hates the filth, hates the insects. remembers the way his house collapsed, and the stench of it. it has been so long, since he reached to the filth. when he tries, all he gets for his efforts are a few writhing things scuttling through the bullet holes in his chest. he thinks some of them might have fed, on their way through. if there were anything in his stomach other than soil, he thinks he would vomit.

    there are no more options left to him.

    every day in the buried is like hell. there is no way to tell what a day is, in the buried, because there is no such thing, not anymore.

    there are no more options left to him.

    he doesn’t remember what his name is, anymore. he doesn’t remember what the air felt like, on his skin.

    there are no more options left to him.

    he is buried. buried. he is buried, and the earth has him.

    there is one option left for him.  

    mike crew closes his eyes ( he thinks. it’s hard to tell, with the dirt in them ), and he prays to the twisting deceit. promises himself to it. pictures the fractals in his skin cracking through his mind, twisting him into a being of confusion and lies. begs for it to take him. begs for the electricity to enter his body again, to open whatever awful doors it needed, to turn his mind into a spiralling mess, if it got him out.

    he used to think the creature of fractals was the thing that frightened him most in the world.

    but now, he prays for it to return. offers his body to esmentiaras, if only he could see the sky again. begs to a laugh arching out of lichtenberg organs that he used to remember to free him, even if it is only to swallow him into the throat of delusion. it is better than this. it is better than this.

    and nothing comes.

    the falling titan cannot reach him here. he begins to wonder if anything really can.

    #mike crew#michael crew#tma #the magnus archives #the magnus institute #tma fanfic#the spiral#the vast#the corruption#the flesh#tma beholding#the eye#the buried#body horror#tma au #see the thing is. i like to imagine mike is alive #however. that also means i spend a lot of time imagining like #how much it would SUCK to be an avatar of the vast trapped in the buried #like fucking #GERTRUDE even thought it would be more merciful to fucking kill and dismember jan killbride #ask to tag
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  • “ And right here, right now
    All the way in Battery City
    The little children raise their open, filthy palms
    Like tiny daggers up to heaven

    My chemical romance anyone? Listening to the last ep all I could think of was this line and by god, i had to draw sumf for it, I’m actually triggering my trypophobia with the last one so I had to suffer WHILE drawing this.

    ANYTHING FOR YOU MAGNUS ARCHIVES

    -edit

    YALL IN THE TAGS,  I SEE YOU, MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE THATS FUCKING RIGHT! AS LONG AS I LIVE, NO MATTER WHAT FUCKING FANDOM I’M IN IM MAKING SOMETHING MCR RELATED.

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    Pieter Huys

    The Temptation Of Saint Anthony, ca. 1545-1584

    The Metropolitan Museum Of Art, New York

    Oil on wood

    109.2x149.9 cm

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  • bro what even is the self anyways

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    3/30/20

    #oc: Tam Lin #Tam Lin#oc: Orion#Orion#oc: Pax#Pax #they aren't tagged in order and none of them look like this! #conceptualizing the self hard #putting pen to paper harder #ocs#rp ocs#warmup #MediBang Paint Pro #march#march 2020#2020#body horror
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  • Theolias, a corrupt, banished, minor god of unity. They were once a prosperous, beautiful king of a kingdom of Xirum Dalikoe (dry elves), before they began to hunger for more and more power. Unable to be sated by things such as amassing wealth or strengthening their kingdom, they turned to a more forbidden way of gaining sway - stealing and consuming the souls of their most loyal denizens. 

    The amount of pure energy in their body without anywhere to put it (since they’re not a species made to digest souls as food), they ascended to divinity. But Vasilias, the king of the Gaian Pantheon, knew of their crimes and sins, and banished them to Exizo (the Nothing, Gaian hell) and cursed them. The curse is now what’s known to many as transformation into an Amathira, or sin beast. 

    Each god, minor or major, gets an animal to their name, and thus Theolias was assigned the fly - more specifically, the botfly. The traits of the gluttonous insect passed into their distorted form as an Amathira of gluttony, where countless insectile legs shovel as much energy as possible into a paradoxical array of mouths upon mouths.

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  • am i even really here
    are you really here
    were we ever

    no

    #idk #idk if its really body horror but imma tag it anyway #body horror
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    The gangs all here jdbdndvdndbdbd

    #artistic carno#ocs #my neighbor is a monster #maise#ishtar#valis#body horror #felt like posting them all together dhdbdn #now ask me about then i got a lot of morphology junk put together
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  • the bugs inside me are not happy to day

    #foxdrawz #jane prentiss fans are like woohoo we love your bugs #i really cannot draw this week /)_- #tma#insects#body horror#trypophobia#maggots
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    Might digitize these, not sutre yet; but boy do I love drawing black blood!Maka 👀

    #ngl black blood!maka is one of the things got me hooked to soul eater when i was younger #oh and theres justin #soul eater #soul eater maka #soul eater justin law #maka albarn#justin law#mild gore #mild body horror #body horror#gore
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  • stress relief ezra doodle (they/them pronouns)

    #my art#ezra hitchcock#my ocs #the long road down #gore#body horror#eye strain #ask to tag #pronouns are added cuz when guro blogs get their hands on my ezra art a lot of misgendering happens
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    she’s such a cool girl

    she’s totally untouchable

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  • Hot Sauce Flavored Cherub

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    that last sprite… aaaaaaAAAAAAAAA

    #BABY BOY. BABY #witchs heart #slo lbs bonus stage #sirius#gore#body horror
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    Hey y'all fun fact I used to be SUPER into doll repainting/customizing and since I’m stuck inside with nothing to occupy my thoughts but tma…I decided to merge the two!

    Here’s our favorite skin mannequin Nikola!!

    🤡👉👈

    #ask to tag #body horror#my art#tma#nikola orsinov#doll repaint #the Magnus archives
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    if leon was able/willing to communicate maybe this would’ve been a little bit less complicated… then again it could’ve also been MORE complicated so

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    You ever spend 4 hours on a really elaborate shitpost?

    #naberius tern #gideon the ninth #gideon the ninth edit #in which i pretend to be good at writing #locked tomb trilogy #body horror#gore
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