Tbh. I’m disappointed that the episode “Help Wanted” Isn’t on SpongeBob season 1 DVD. As far as I know it’s cause of the copyright of Tiny Tim’s song “Living in the sunlight” which is a downer cause I really loved the first episode of SpongeBob.
“Do you smell it? That smell. A kind of smelly smell. The smelly smell that smells.. smelly”
What really gets me is that they kept “Mid-Life Crustacean” On DVD. where Patrick mentions “I guess your going to miss the panty raid.” Mr Krabs ends up in his mothers house getting caught with her bloomers.
Wild.
I’m tired so I’m off to watch some Sponge. 💛
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Goretober IV: Bones to Pick (or Chisel)
I've done this before and yeah I'll do it again. What are you gonna do. Flashing my @coyotehusk goretober badge i have permission
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Ingredients: bone carving using some tools, broken bones, vivysection <3, i talk about organs, whumper is a lil intimate but still in an unsexy way
Castys wished he wasn’t so used to looking at the inside of his chest cavity.
Kuro had sliced him open and peeled the sides back before just cutting them off entirely, leaving his ribcage very exposed. She hadn’t strapped his forehead to the table this time, so at least he didn’t really have to look. The sight didn’t exactly bother him that much, but he’d just rather not at the moment. Instead, he watched Kuro come over, and today’s weapon of choice was a hammer and chisel. Delightful.
“Are we carving marble in class today, Professor?”
“Close! It’s something else that’s white. Got any other guesses?” She climbed on top of the table, straddling his waist.
Castys cocked his head, thinking. “Hmm…ice?”
Kuro laughed, stroking one of his ribs. “I think you know the answer. I just thought it’d be fun to try it out.” Castys just sighed as she readied her tools, the chisel resting against bone. The hammer came down, but Castys didn’t hear whatever sound it made since his body decided he needed to let out a little yell, because that was a lot more painful than he was expecting. He’d sort of hoped he wouldn’t be able to feel it at all, but alas, there was only suffering.
Kuro tapped the hammer steadily, and all Castys could do was clench his teeth and squirm under the tight straps as the pain grew worse and worse, each chip broken off a fresh spark of agony. From time to time, Kuro would stop and consider her work, giving Castys a little break where there was no new pain, which was all he could get at the moment. It was annoying how he wasn’t dying from blood loss or something thanks to the wonders of cauterization, and he’d gotten too used to The Horrors for shock to set in and take him. Unless it didn’t work that way; he wasn’t exactly sure.
One thing he was sure of is that having someone you very much dislike basically laying on top of you while you’re strapped down and vivisected was the worst. If it was just pain, fine, whatever, he’d felt many a pain, but the added intimacy bullshit just really drove this over the top, what with Kuro stroking his organs or petting his face with her tentacles as she worked with her hands.
Finally satisfied, she sat up fully, staring down at whatever she’d carved into his ribs. “There we go. I know these probably won’t still be here after you die, but it was still fun. Do you want to see?”
“Maybe later. I’m not in an art appreciation mood.” Why did he bother, he wasn’t sure, because a moment later Kuro had yanked his head up by the hair, practically choking him on the strap over his neck, forcing him to look down and his fucked up ribs. She’d carved some letters into one of them, probably her name from what he could tell looking at it upside-down, and then some…blob looking thing. “What the fuck is that supposed to be?” he sputtered after she let go of his hair, his head thunking back on the table.
“It’s my na-”
“No, the fucki-”
“Oh. That’s a bird!” Kuro’s eyes narrowed, one of the few expressions he could actually see. “I’m not sure why I carved one, I just…felt like it?”
“Riveting. Could you slit my throat or something now?”
“Aw, come on, Castys.” She fully laid down on top of him, crossing her arms on top of his chest. “Where’s the fun in that?” Before he could say anything, one of her tentacles slammed the hammer into one of his ribs, most definitely breaking it. All he could do was bite back screams as she did it again, breaking the rib off completely. “This’ll be quick, too, watch.” She grabbed the jagged piece of bone and he swore he could feel her smiling as she drove it into the spongy flesh of his lungs, puncturing them.
And, hey, she was right, it was quick.
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