#maggots tw

[julesdap]

aren't you tired of waiting

[heavenhotline]

ARE YOU AFRAID OF ME?

[cantdanceflynn]

I caught up with daily stuff very quickly after finding my tablet pen lol! the two not in this are getting their own posts bc they have multiple pictures to post, but in order you've got

goddamn symbolism, trans animosity(friendship), sorry nessa, why are my best friends dreams so weird, vent art, pats isabellas back, and lookit them :]

[mtsodie]

duck & yellow? im sure youve done them a million times but i really love the way you draw them both

well i enjoy drawing them quite a bit

[rotttencandies]

should I have been burried alive beside my coworkers? 

[hiro-doodlez]

btw i know this probably wont happen but pls tag posts about maggots n stuff. just like with "#maggots" so i dont have to see it </3

[frostcorpsclub]

I would like to request a jack baking pie (that may or may not have human meat) stimboard

XXX

XXX

XXX

[amajorsystem]

I need to get more bones :( we have a bracelet made out of a squirrel spine though! we personally removed and cleaned the bones ourselves

[mawofthemagnetar]

Imp And Skizz Play Football

“You ever ask yourself, like, ‘what’s it all for’?” Impulse rasped, his voice deep and rumbling.

“Dude!” Skizz called in the voice of the legion burning in radiance, “You wanna throw the ball already?”

“Fine, fine,” Impulse grumbled.

The plague demon braced his clawed feet on the soft grass, grass that was withering and dying all around him. He leaned back, thrashing his tail (covered as it was in hypodermic spikes full of disease) and tossed the football as hard as he could.

On the other side of the plain, Skizz floated over to receive. The football flew right into the centre of his body, hovering in the glowing nucleus. He was comprised of a dozen-odd wheels, rotating and spinning and covered in flames and glowing eyes. He shone with radiant light, and his wheels spun faster as he fired the football right back.

“No, but seriously,” Impulse said, growling as the ball flew over his horns and crashed ten feet up into a tree, “Like, what’s the point? Of me, mostly, but also of you? Why are we here?”

“Well, you know. You make people sick, I make them better. It’s the circle of life, you know?” Skizz replied, patiently twirling his wheels. He glanced over- and groaned.

“Impulse, my body fell off the hanger again.”

“Yeah, yeah, I got it, don’t worry.” Impulse said easily. He dropped the ball and ambled over to a nearby tree, shaking his head.

“We gotta get better hangers, dude. This is not gonna cut it.” Impulse clucked his tongue.

“Hey, don’t look at me! You said it was rated for all six-foot-ten of solidified Skizz!”

Impulse shook his head again. Yep, there it was. The nail, driven deep into the trunk of a glorious oak tree, bursting into life- the picture of arboreal health and fitness. And there, on the grass, Skizz’s empty shell.

The coat hanger that they’d slipped into the back of said shell’s shirt had slipped off, and now the body was there in a crumpled heap.

“Man, you gotta learn how to shapeshift. It’s easier.”

“It’s easier when you already have arms! Do I look like I have arms?!” Skizz protested, “Last time I tried growing a body I got my arms and head mixed up and then that nice family who needed help with their pneumonia ran away screaming!”

“Theeeen… have you considered a corpse?” Impulse suggested, realigning the coat hanger and lifting Skizz’ robotic shell back up. He carefully hung the empty magitek shell back on its peg, and walked back towards the ball.

“Corpse? CORPSE? Dude! No! That’s like, rule number one! You don’t- it’s not- it’s not classy.” Skizz protested.

“Works pretty good for Cleo, I’d say.” Impulse said, scooping up the ball and getting ready to throw it again.

“Yeah, and Zed gripes himself blue about her every time we meet. Look, dude, it ain’t happening. It ain’t…not a good look. You get to be with the gross stuff, I get to do the nice stuff. It’s, like, the way of things.”

“Healing can be pretty gross,” Impulse chirped, tossing the ball gently, “I mean, you ever seen a guy get his stomach pumped?”

“Yeah, but that’s…that’s different.” Skizz said, “Though I guess…I mean. Thanks for teaching me about the maggots, by the way. I’d never have thought to even try it.”

Skizz caught the ball in his middle again, spinning around a few times for luck before firing it back.

Impulse chuckled.

“I mean, there’s…people don’t talk about the overlap enough. Sickness and health are a lot closer than you’d think.”

“Yeah, tell me about it, mister “I racked up my infection count because my cool angel bro told me all about these hip new things called ‘bacteriophages’.” Skizz said smugly.

“And who exactly needed to go into that hospital and handle that raging C. Diff outbreak with said hip new bacteriophages after his good angel buddy terrified all the doctors with legs instead of arms? Yeah, that’s right, it’s me.” Impulse chortled right back.”

“You had fun doing that and you know it!” Skizz countered.

“Yeah, you’re right. Phages, man. They’re great when you know what you’re doing.” Impulse chortled.

He’d caught the ball already, and tossed it straight back with an overhand toss from one of his lower pairs of arms. Impulse shuffled his seven wings and rolled his shoulders, flexing his jaw a few times. All the needle-sharp teeth in there jutting at odd angles could get a little sore from time to time.

“…You hurt?” Skizz asked automatically, “Want some help?”

“Uh, Skizz?” Impulse said, gesturing with one of his lower hands at his very-much-easily-damaged-by-holy-radiance-body, “Remember?”

“Oh. Oh, yeah. Uh, take a painkiller and I hope you feel better.” Skizz said awkwardly, “Anyway…after this, you wanna play something else?”

“Yeah! Wanna play Typhoid Mary?”

“…No, Impulse, no I don’t.”

[rp-meme-central]

Lily’s Well - sentence starters

1. “The well. Someone is in the well.” 

2. “Not even _____ would recognize you now.” 

3. “Ssh, it’s okay _____. You just had a bad dream.” 

4. “The voice sounded like they were in trouble! I wanted to save them!” 

5. “Do you know what maggots are, ______? You’ve learned about them before. They are baby flies that eat dead things.” 

6. “You may want to get comfortable with the maggots. They may be your only company for a while.” 

7. “Help me! Someone help! Please! My name is ______!” 

8. “Please.... It hurts....  ______.... Please....  I’m sorry I was a bad _____.... I’m sorry.... I wanna go home....” 

9. “Good thing you have experience with maggots.” 

10. “This is the first time I think you’ve made it down here.” 

11. “It took years, but I finally managed to recreate your body. I’m sorry I couldn’t get your hair color right, but that’s just the price of working with _____.” 

12. “How many times will _____ die before she/he/they realize(s) that nothing good comes from disobeying ______?” 

13. “I... I thought someone... I thought someone needed help....”

14. “Here you are again. You think a voice coming from outside is more important than ______.” 

15. “Let’s see if this is what it takes for you to put your fingers in your ears and just wait for ______ to come home.” 

16. “Tell you what, you can be my little apprentice again when you finally learn, okay?” 

17. “My name is ______... I’m home alone and I’m scared...”

18. “It’s my new cellphone number... I think. But I don’t have a  cellphone, and I don’t know why I think I do....” 

19. “____’s not going to hurt you anymore. I’m going to make sure of that.” 

20. “I’m still remembering a lot and... I don’t want to be alone.” 

21. “Did I really die?” 

22. “Unless I’m talking to a ghost, I think you’re alive.” 

23. “Are you ______’s real _____?” 

24. “I think your soul remembered my number because you wanted help. Even if you weren’t thinking about it, you called me for a reason, right?” 

25. “Well, I don’t have a solid plan, but getting you out of there’s the main goal.” 

26. “Your hair is a lot of colors.” 

27. “_____’s going to get in trouble for what he/she/they did to you.” 

28. “I want pancakes.” 

29. “Look... you’re not going to like seeing this. Go back to the van.” 

30. “Is this _____’s punishment? Can I help?” 

31. “Rest in piss, _____.” 

32. “I... I still don’t know why _____ hurt me... No matter what... he/she/they said I was a bad _____...” 

33. “You didn’t deserve anything _____ did to you. Just because someone’s your _____, it doesn’t mean they’re right.”

[deadsquidstudios]

and the trend of me putting a stupid amount of effort into fanfiction illustrations continues with this terrifying stephen gammell style Meatwad

[mtsodie]

certified freak 7 days a week

[chorus-communities]

being delusional on main sorry. woim.

[pokenerd265]

I am alive.

[notquiteaghost]

we have two big plastic tubs in our front yard (yknow the round ones with the handles?) & they've been perpetually full of rainwater for months cuz. adhd house. but now it's getting warmer the local birds have taken an interest, and.

there's a bird bath in our garden that the little birds use, so the tubs are really just for the pigeons who live on the roof and the local crows. except. the pigeons bathe and drink the water! the crows keep washing their dead things in the water,

the water isn't that clean anyway but i just went out to the yard & scared off a crow and when i looked in the tub there was three (3) miscellaneous bits of carrion and all three were crawling with maggots. water in general contained many maggots. and, like. how do i explain to both the pigeons and the crows that we have two tubs so they can have one each but they cannot mix. are crows smart enough for pictographs.

[undergroundbillions]

Rat General D. has fleas and mange but there's no way this rotting corpse of a creature doesn't also have maggots. At least he's got 24/7 free snacks.