#organs spilling out

[th3e-m4ng0]

blub blub

their actual colors

[transmandonnie]

Ordered things from @kaysdenofchaos and @andva-ri and these drawings of my favorite little guys are DELIGHTFUL

[mooneln0ne]

Normal guy and his devil fruit

[muckyschmuck]

should i eat these mysterious mr beast cookies in an amazon box someone left near this strange tablet in the corner i go to smoke or should i leave them they’re transgender colored do you think they’re for me

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i love cakes filled with sprinkles. i think all cakes should bleed when you stab them

[renard-dartigue]

Waframe Vessel's torso and his exposed entrails.

[reel-fear]

Do you think the bendy franchise will improve? It's my biggest special interest but dark revival literally was like "all of bendy is actually Joey's weird torture fanfiction because Henry rejected him"

Idk why ppl like that game

Dark revival I think brought almost as much good as it did bad to the franchise. I do agree I think people are strangely in love with that game when I think it suffers from a lot of the same issues BATIM does [not all of them but a lot of them] but honestly writing wise BATIM and BATDR are almost equal for me with just a few things making BATIM worse.

As for if Bendy will improve... I'm gonna be honest and say I don't think so. Mike and Meatly rarely respond to feedback from fans, even on smaller things like the design of the ink demon. Or how Secrets Of The Machine had no flashing lights warning which would've been very easy to add, etc. Mike and Meatly just never seem to want to listen to feedback or critique and honestly? I think Dark Revival proves that really well.

There were both a lot of improvements which I'm sure lead some people to think they were taking feedback from what fans said about BATIM... But honestly I see a lot of things that somehow got Worse going from BATIM to BATDR that really tells me Meatly and Mike both don't know what's wrong with Bendy but even worse, don't understand the appeal or the good things about Bendy. One of BATIM's strengths was the staff all being so distinct and memorable just from their voices and recordings. They were written to be simple yeah, but they are insanely memorable even characters with One tape to their name like Lacie got a ton of attention, designs and love from fans, because her character is simple but very well portrayed! From the moment you hear her, you understand who she is, her voice holds a strong personality her simple dialogue is endearing and very specific to her... She literally only has one tape, but I love her!

The strength in that lies in a simple but very strongly written character. No two staff are quite alike in BATIM, they all have very strong voices, ways of speaking and personalities that make you remember them. They all have something unique to say.

But in BATDR most of the newer staff are super forgettable, they're either too close to existing staff's personalities [Like the girl whose literally just Norman 2.0] or just don't say anything interesting [So many of the tapes are just people saying 'man this studio sure sucks. lol'].

Like what does this tell me about Phil Clark, he doesn't like Joey looking over his shoulder, he seems excited about his job when he's not being bothered by him. But then right after it pivots to him giving I guess... Backstory? To that one lost one who you literally kill right after he says nothing to you but 'collect my drawings'

Honestly, I find the implication of the various ways BATDR somehow gets things wrong that BATIM got right to be way more horrifying than say the things BATDR n BATIM both get wrong. Because to me it implies we're not just dealing with devs who don't know what's bad about their writing, they don't even know what's good.

That's a level of ignorance about your own story I think that speaks volumes. But it also says something horrifying about the future of Bendy. Really think about this for a moment...

Mike and Meatly, in my opinion, have shown they don't actually know why BATIM got so popular, why it appealed to so many people, The factors that lead to it being so beloved. So as you see in BATDR a lot of those things faded away, weren't as strong or even removed entirely. The projectionist is a fan favorite character and they didn't give him Anything in BATDR. The new ink demon design basically ditches the rubberhose cartoons gone evil aesthetic that drew so many people in. We took almost as many steps backwards as we did forward.

At least to me, this implies Meatly n Mike are So disconnected from what Bendy fans like about Bendy that it means you can't even really trust that the good things in current games will make it to future games. Not being able to tell what's wrong with your story is bad sure, but I think it speaks to an extreme apathy towards it to not even know what's Good about it.

Bendy just feels like a franchise that hates itself honestly. It feels like Mike and Meatly just don't understand why people like Bendy and don't care to. Mike talks [or talked] about working on Bendy on twitter like someone was Forcing him to. Like he hated that Bendy was the project that got so popular. Bendy is just constantly changing as if struggling to find out what it wants itself to be. For as many steps it takes forward it also takes a few back. Maybe the cage will genuinely show a lot of improvement on things that were bad in BATDR but what does it matter if it also ends up removing the good things about that game too??

To me at least, I don't see Bendy improving anytime soon. But that's also why I'm so excited seeing such awesome fan content for it all the time. If the Bendy devs can't understand why people love Bendy, I can at least trust the fanbase to and to take the aspects of Bendy that didn't work and fix them.... But most of all the take the good things about Bendy and enhance and focus on them, to take what was good about it and make it Great. To show the world the potential Bendy currently wastes.

[galehowl]

Been passively thinking about my Digimon pet project and realized what a nightmare it'd honestly be for the Tamer characters in the setting to just exist, due to social media rip.

I can just imagine constantly having videos and pictures of them plastered all over the internet and every soc media site and app, whenever they have to go out and do their job, not to mention the total lack of privacy and some people definitely finding out where they live and all your information and being unhinged about it. Since that's kind of the reality of things as is.

Not to mention that people would probably try to film everything on their phones or whatever, whenever there's a rogue/wild Digimon spotted, or something interesting ( read: dangerous ) is going on, with no regard for their own safety

Should probably consider giving the characters some kind of disguise or something, now that I think about it lol

[sendmyresignation]

deeper into major labels and while i disagree with a lot of it its become more of a fun intellectual exercise since now it's much clearer sanneh is in his own critical zone instead of just going total summation mode.

[screamingay]

somehow these current roommates we have are the worst that ive known yet and last semester we literally had a girl who smoked cigs IN her bedroom. list of grievances below lol

[floral-hex]

Just canceled all of my future therapy appointments. Big fudgin’ bummer. Did I mention I lost my insurance? Didn’t even find out about that until the day it lapsed. Trying to find a way to fix it now, reapplying and whatnot, but ya know, it’s bureaucracy so who knows how long it’ll take. Just fingers crossed I don’t run out of meds first.

lol it’s underwater 🐠

[marnz]

many people have posted good and insightful things about x-men as a realistic depiction of how leftist organizing works but I tell you, the more time I spend in a union the more i see magneto as a shop steward ready to grieve anything

[scrb1a]

Midnight in the experimental surgery room. You're surrounded by failed experiments, and you think you've never learned how to love.

In front of you stands a woman who wanted all the fat in her body to be removed. Your team had taken a scalpel all the way down her stomach and peeled the skin off slowly to show the bone. They took little syringes and sucked the fat out of her as the life support drained faster than they could do anything about. Now, she lies cold-fleshed on the counter, and you think you've never learned how to love.

She loved. You wonder how it felt.

When the woman came into the clinic she said, kill me. Make me thin or kill me. Her husband had gone off with a younger, slimmer version of her, and she had laid for the past eighteen nights and days face down on her bed waiting for the fat to be sawed off the bone. She said, I don't care if you have to remove my whole skeleton to get it out. I don't care if you have to transplant my brain and my whole consciousness into someone thinner. I need to be beautiful.

Curiosity comes faster than you can stop it, and suddenly you're plunging your gloved fingertips into the cadaver, and winding round the sawed out ribs to find something warm, and bloody.

You hold the heart in your hands. You watch as you lift it out of the thoracic cavity, the spiderweb veins snap, snap, snapping, left tattered on the floor like an abandoned embroidery project. The thing beats slower and slower out of the flesh, and you can feel it squirm and die.

You turn it, soft, in your hands. The superior vena cava remains tethered to her peeled back body like an umbilical cord; the blood covers your white gloves like amniotic fluid.

As you examine the muscle, you expect there to be a little chip or a scar or something where her husband used to be. The thing is smooth, untouched, solid as a stone. You think of carving the name in yourself. A reminder. You think of mailing it to her home address and her husband opening the package and knowing it was his wife's, feeling the misplaced love finally swoon out of him. 

You think of things like this most days. All the women coming into the clinic sobbing, I don’t know if they love me, offering their bodies out to you on a silver platter. All the times you say, there’s a very small chance of survival. All the times they reply, I don’t care. Every single cut too far into their flesh, all their own Icarus. 

Nobody seems to learn. You never learned how to love.

[julystruck]

I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind

[artbyeloquent]

Commission for @ceph-the-ghost-writer of my favorite bloody darling, repping Swedish metal band Bathory.

[mayplantstarrwaters]

I love the song A Whiter Shade Of Pale by Procol Harum it just made lesser and lesser senses everytime I listen to it