#Gruesome

[deep-dark-fears]

Watch the birdie. A fear submitted by Clam to Deep Dark Fears - thanks!

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[animeglitch]

[anirakiya]

I AM NOT READY FOR THE INFINITY CASTLE ARC TO BE ANIMATED

i don’t want to see my babies die ☹️🙏🙏 please dont make shinobu, genya, muichiro, AND mitsuri’s death gruesome im begging on my knees ufotable 🤧🤧🙏🙏🙏

[fallbabylon]

Model depicting internal organs for medical study (1700's)- Science museum, London

[yar-kalibrun]

The Ascendance of the Vacuous. One girl went too far into experimentation...

[laviemorteart]

Para: Mi Amor 🫀✨🖤

Artist: La Vie Morte

[blueeyeddarkknight]

The gnarly (but hilarious) pig transformation that used to give me nightmares as a kid 😳 🙆🧙 🐗

From the making of Willow documentary

The pig/human hybrid reference prop from the movie

Imma end it on a sweet note ⚔️ 💋 🔥

[gloriousgalaxycollection]

The crooked melody of a woman’s soul

Tears flowing down my face, dropping onto the ground. My soul and body were eternally wrapped up, distorted in a web of ever ending stages of the birth of civilization. A repetitively torturous suffering, a growth, a fungus, a blight on the world. The sun burned, it burned my eyes from the inside out as they melted away, along with the images in my mind as only the weight remained. A searing all consuming weight almost crushing every bone in my body. It was torture. My skin was melted and fused enough with bone for blood to be pouring down my arms and legs. The welts and burns melting off as I couldn’t cry any more tears. Is this the punishment for choosing to live a lie? If so, then let me go back and apologize. Apologize to the people I love. Apologize to God, talk to him on my own, as I am. Maybe I could live a happy life, be everything I should be and certainly am not. At least, that’s what I thought when my bones broke and my head slammed to the ground.

My body continued to writhe in pain and suffering as onlookers from far and near passed by, taking interest in my eclectic form. “A new type of art…”, one man muttered. “A true beauty, so raw and authentically human”. “Interestingly arousing”, another man licked their lips.

After my writhing slowed and my brain was mostly dead, some men sodomozed me, other men used what remains of my mouth there were to perform acts on themselves, and others took pictures, while inventive pioneers of the next generation uploaded platforms petitioning my deformed and tragic state as a business opportunity, not nearly dead enough to label inhuman but enough so for it to sell, inspiring a fetish and grotesque fantasy that changed the world as we know it. Many small children mourned as they were dragged quickly by by their parents, and some put flowers in my hair or on my melted eyes, crimson pools which had the depth of sunlight slipping through the clouds, and a wilted forest, “they were hazel”, one whispered. A very empathetic gesture above their years.

I did not feel anymore, my mind was at peace.

A man lifted me up while I was nearing my last slight breath, my heart nearly breaking and my last full thought, as he gently placed me in the river after walking for some time. The burning settled for a moment, I could not hear or see, but I knew from his hands that he was gentle. He must be old, only an old torn soul could be so gentle. How lovely of this man to treat me with such gentility and goodness. I silently said a prayer, wishing heaven to come down and greet him before his time, that his death would be gentler and softer than mine. Everything then stilled, my heart broke and melted into the water. Away. The tortured and suffering of the past flowing on, always repeating, and always watching.

[vivilingriphyn]

I had a thought... well a thought and imagery in my head for a while of a scene where the Ninja have their hand cuffed with vengestone, and the worse situation comes and just imagine this. (And I'm gonna use Jay here cuz you just gotta hurt the ones your bias towards)

Jay has his hands cup with vengestone and out of desperation to escape, taunts the villains to the point the chop Jay's hands off as well as removing the vengestone, immediately electrifies the enemy and lightning literally coming out from his wound where his hands were once was, and imagine just how he's trying so hard ignoring his missing limbs and trying desperately to help the others escape while he's team's just looking at him in pure horror, looking at him, anf his hands on the floor.

Just a thought... Maybe a gruesome one but y'know... Thoughts. Definitely maybe tempting to draw this scene if i have the time

[velourria]

[90smisaki]

zombie with brains

[fortunaestalta]

[animeglitch]

[yasantiekspresi]

Down To Fine Art

Her screams of terror were so deafening,

Just wanted to nestle into a cocoon; it was petrifying.

His "work of art" made my blood run cold,it was paralyzing.

'Shall soon be over' whispered my angel,it was serene yet alarming...

Edvard Munch, Ashes, 1895 Poem By,yasantiekspresi

[vertigoartgore]

1995's Swamp Thing Vol.1 #259 cover/photography by Tom Taggart.

[aurademortt]

Here it is! My first hand-painted denim jacket for my friend Laura. It is always a pleasure to face and try new supports. What do you think? Not bad for my first time, right?

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