#Internal

[dearvyenna]

Hurt.

A simple word.

A word that barely scratches the surface.

A word that explains so little for a feeling that could swallow the world whole.

There isn’t a better word for it. Maybe there are synonyms, maybe acronyms, maybe poetic metaphors,

but none of them are enough.

Because hurt isn’t singular.

It’s layered.

It’s tangled.

Maybe hurt should be plural.

When I say I’m hurt, it feels like a ball of yarn

torn apart by the hands of the unhealed.

Knotted and frayed.

Tangled by my own fingers while I try to unravel it—

trying to find the root, the core, the center of what aches.

But as I pull the thread, I realize,

there is no center.

Only more string.

More layers.

More moments I thought I’d moved past.

And that’s when it starts to make sense.

But also… no sense at all.

Because hurt doesn’t always come in the shape of tragedy.

Sometimes, it’s quieter than that.

It’s the friend who left without warning.

The unkind word that took root.

The loneliness that crept in while I was busy surviving louder wounds.

We think there’s a tier system for pain,

that certain hurts earn the right to break us,

while others should be dismissed.

Forgotten.

But I’m starting to wonder…

does pain measure itself before it moves in?

Does it ask permission before tangling itself into us?

Because those little hurts,

the ones we tell ourselves don’t matter,

are the ones that wind themselves the tightest.

Threading through the grief we thought we already survived.

Pulling tighter every time we try to breathe.

And when we finally break,

we don’t shatter all at once.

We unravel.

Slowly.

Silently.

A single thread at a time.

Because it’s not just one knot.

It’s a thousand.

And by the time we notice,

the yarn has wrapped around everything;

our ribs, our lungs, our heart—

until even the softest ache feels impossible to name.

That’s the thing about hurt.

It doesn’t end when the moment ends.

It stays.

Tangled.

Threaded through us.

So yes.

it’s just one word.

But it holds a whole spool inside.

Hurt.

A simple word.

A knotted word.

And somehow…

still unraveling.

Will it ever fully unravel?

-Vyenna, 2025

[nightmarevore]

sometimes all you need is a big Fat Lizard to eat you to hide away from the world

i really love fat preds, and the idea that having eaten someone, it's easy to not be able to tell anyone's inside. maybe there's a small difference, but only the pred is aware.

adya belongs to @wonderful-bellies

[wrayet]

old vore sketch I didn't get around to finishing

[nombitenary]

Switching up the prey requests with an art trade, this timefor @blue-carrot10! Their OC Sky and my boy Chris have met via RP as of now, and erm... things don't seem to be going too good for Sky in there- though don't worry! I don't think that that's enough glow to be concerned about. Sky should be nice and safe in there! If only he could see it that way...

Oh well. Chris will keep him nice and cozy until he calms down. Maybe then he'll explain what's going on.

Maybe.

[nando161mando]

how to know you've internalized capitalism

[astraymetronome]

I've not done digital art in literal years- I think the last time was in 2022. Either way, I had the itch yesterday and needed to draw.

I edited it a bit to make a few variations.

I want to try drawing more with the new year! I can't really draw people so I don't think I'll be drawing any full tums until I'm comfortable enough with my art.

Feel free to leave tips to help me improve! Any criticism is welcome no matter how harsh!

[nervouscookiehoundapricot]

My internal struggle of being a good girl, but wanting to be the biggest brat😫

[ffgva-arts]

Couple goals~

Hello everyone, it's been a while, I haven't been wanting to post on here recently until now. You'll be seeing a bunch of old artworks from when I was actually motivated to draw and some new characters as well! Here we have @simplyserenitystylesserenity angel of Joy Celeste, enjoying her Husband Solomon as a internal sleeping bag~. Don't worry the mafic man knows magic to keep his wife safe and unharmed~ Hope to see you around friends!

[nombitenary]

Chris wants a belly rub! He's even willing to let you choose where you want to rub from. Where are you picking, the outside, or the inside? Either way, he's content to lay back and purr as you help his guts with his latest meal.

[brdrlneprsnltydsrdr]

[cuddlecave]

tfw you get eaten by a guy who's basically a gijinka for a psychoactive chemical agent and start hallucinating mannequins

i realized that that first version of this painting of rainbow's gut was incredibly sucks actually, and so i went back and redid it. like it waaaaay better now.

[a-honeybees-forest]

This is three in three days. I’m in deep. If anyone has any suggestions for characters&their specific stomachs/storage spaces. Feel free to send them I will gladly do them.

This time it’s slimey Jevin

Unblended versions under the cut

[karvivore]

GET DIGESTED IDIOT!!!

Vore art of Ford <3

[mrkmciver]

#Negativity