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@amalgamatednullity.bsky.social
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callienotes
IT IS NOT SH. I REPEAT. IT IS NOT SH. WHETHER THIS IS BETTER OR WORSE IS UP TO YOU BUT UH. HER WRIST BONE IS EXPOSED,
IT IS NOT SH. I REPEAT. IT IS NOT SH. WHETHER THIS IS BETTER OR WORSE IS UP TO YOU BUT UH. HER WRIST BONE IS EXPOSED,
June 5, 2025 at 12:12 AM
callienotes
IT IS NOT SH. I REPEAT. IT IS NOT SH. WHETHER THIS IS BETTER OR WORSE IS UP TO YOU BUT UH. HER WRIST BONE IS EXPOSED,
IT IS NOT SH. I REPEAT. IT IS NOT SH. WHETHER THIS IS BETTER OR WORSE IS UP TO YOU BUT UH. HER WRIST BONE IS EXPOSED,
Red is his favorite color.
... surely that's barely even a
thought in his mind right now.
It looked nauseating on flesh
like this and oh, god, the
sight was even worse.
Grasping her wrist like her life
depended on it, and even if
the hand won't fall off--
[ + ]
... surely that's barely even a
thought in his mind right now.
It looked nauseating on flesh
like this and oh, god, the
sight was even worse.
Grasping her wrist like her life
depended on it, and even if
the hand won't fall off--
[ + ]
pick a lock when your hands are so shaky you feel like they aren't even your own anymore, but he tries. And tries. And every second feels like a minute.
Come on, come on, come on, this one-- This one is right, no, no, come on--!
CLICK-!
The door is swung open.
Come on, come on, come on, this one-- This one is right, no, no, come on--!
CLICK-!
The door is swung open.
June 5, 2025 at 12:10 AM
Red is his favorite color.
... surely that's barely even a
thought in his mind right now.
It looked nauseating on flesh
like this and oh, god, the
sight was even worse.
Grasping her wrist like her life
depended on it, and even if
the hand won't fall off--
[ + ]
... surely that's barely even a
thought in his mind right now.
It looked nauseating on flesh
like this and oh, god, the
sight was even worse.
Grasping her wrist like her life
depended on it, and even if
the hand won't fall off--
[ + ]
callienotes
I hope you guys have noticed! How her body parts are referred to as seperate entities as her!
I hope you guys have noticed! How her body parts are referred to as seperate entities as her!
June 4, 2025 at 11:58 PM
callienotes
I hope you guys have noticed! How her body parts are referred to as seperate entities as her!
I hope you guys have noticed! How her body parts are referred to as seperate entities as her!
my love for you devours me. it fucking swallows me whole.
June 4, 2025 at 11:58 PM
Reposted by ━━ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐎𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠...
what if i jash myself
June 4, 2025 at 11:56 PM
what if i jash myself
The desperation coursing
through her heart mounts to
nothing. She can't scream.
She can't hit, the body isn't
listening. It's not yielding to her
anymore. The eyes are fixed
on the door and the fingers
serve naught at being a
tourniquet.
The bathroom is locked from
the inside.
through her heart mounts to
nothing. She can't scream.
She can't hit, the body isn't
listening. It's not yielding to her
anymore. The eyes are fixed
on the door and the fingers
serve naught at being a
tourniquet.
The bathroom is locked from
the inside.
Maybe scared.
He stands for a few seconds in the living room. He looks at the bathroom.
...
She hasn't responded.
That is the only place he hasn't checked.
She is either not home, or...
...
He almost runs to the bathroom door. Trying to open it.
'' Dee-?? ''
He stands for a few seconds in the living room. He looks at the bathroom.
...
She hasn't responded.
That is the only place he hasn't checked.
She is either not home, or...
...
He almost runs to the bathroom door. Trying to open it.
'' Dee-?? ''
June 4, 2025 at 11:52 PM
The desperation coursing
through her heart mounts to
nothing. She can't scream.
She can't hit, the body isn't
listening. It's not yielding to her
anymore. The eyes are fixed
on the door and the fingers
serve naught at being a
tourniquet.
The bathroom is locked from
the inside.
through her heart mounts to
nothing. She can't scream.
She can't hit, the body isn't
listening. It's not yielding to her
anymore. The eyes are fixed
on the door and the fingers
serve naught at being a
tourniquet.
The bathroom is locked from
the inside.
Not a sound.
The throat won't budge.
The jaw hangs open, but the
throat refuses to give any more
strength to allow her to scream.
There's little that she can do to
signal her presence either, but it
makes the pain worse. Banging
her head against the wall on the
back, for one.
The throat won't budge.
The jaw hangs open, but the
throat refuses to give any more
strength to allow her to scream.
There's little that she can do to
signal her presence either, but it
makes the pain worse. Banging
her head against the wall on the
back, for one.
'' ... ''
'' Dee? ''
He didn't yell. He spoke loudly, but didn't yell.
He's not. that stupid. He sees the cotton and paper, stained in various shades of red.
'' Dee, are you home-? ''
Pacing around the house now looking for her. It's a small apartment.
He'll find her eventually.
'' Dee? ''
He didn't yell. He spoke loudly, but didn't yell.
He's not. that stupid. He sees the cotton and paper, stained in various shades of red.
'' Dee, are you home-? ''
Pacing around the house now looking for her. It's a small apartment.
He'll find her eventually.
June 4, 2025 at 11:40 PM
Not a sound.
The throat won't budge.
The jaw hangs open, but the
throat refuses to give any more
strength to allow her to scream.
There's little that she can do to
signal her presence either, but it
makes the pain worse. Banging
her head against the wall on the
back, for one.
The throat won't budge.
The jaw hangs open, but the
throat refuses to give any more
strength to allow her to scream.
There's little that she can do to
signal her presence either, but it
makes the pain worse. Banging
her head against the wall on the
back, for one.
Reposted by ━━ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐎𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠...
there will be blood.
June 4, 2025 at 11:13 PM
there will be blood.
callienotes
theres so much fucking symbolism packed in that if it goes to waste in comprehension im. Not necessarily gonna be upset but i'll frown a little bit. I hope you guys notice atleast a couple things
theres so much fucking symbolism packed in that if it goes to waste in comprehension im. Not necessarily gonna be upset but i'll frown a little bit. I hope you guys notice atleast a couple things
June 4, 2025 at 10:52 PM
callienotes
theres so much fucking symbolism packed in that if it goes to waste in comprehension im. Not necessarily gonna be upset but i'll frown a little bit. I hope you guys notice atleast a couple things
theres so much fucking symbolism packed in that if it goes to waste in comprehension im. Not necessarily gonna be upset but i'll frown a little bit. I hope you guys notice atleast a couple things
June 4, 2025 at 10:46 PM
[ TW. WRITTEN GORE. MAY BE ]
[ UNCOMFORTABLE TO READERS ]
But can you really blame her?
The hunger was insatiable. Truly.
So intense she's been salivating for
hours, almost a whole day now.
Scraps couldn't compensate.
Satisfaction refused to register.
[ + ]
[ UNCOMFORTABLE TO READERS ]
But can you really blame her?
The hunger was insatiable. Truly.
So intense she's been salivating for
hours, almost a whole day now.
Scraps couldn't compensate.
Satisfaction refused to register.
[ + ]
June 4, 2025 at 10:45 PM
[ TW. WRITTEN GORE. MAY BE ]
[ UNCOMFORTABLE TO READERS ]
But can you really blame her?
The hunger was insatiable. Truly.
So intense she's been salivating for
hours, almost a whole day now.
Scraps couldn't compensate.
Satisfaction refused to register.
[ + ]
[ UNCOMFORTABLE TO READERS ]
But can you really blame her?
The hunger was insatiable. Truly.
So intense she's been salivating for
hours, almost a whole day now.
Scraps couldn't compensate.
Satisfaction refused to register.
[ + ]
A poorly done job is better
than no job done at all!
... even if barely anything got
amended!
Oh, well. Atleast it still keeps the
body faring somewhat well.
than no job done at all!
... even if barely anything got
amended!
Oh, well. Atleast it still keeps the
body faring somewhat well.
June 4, 2025 at 10:15 PM
A poorly done job is better
than no job done at all!
... even if barely anything got
amended!
Oh, well. Atleast it still keeps the
body faring somewhat well.
than no job done at all!
... even if barely anything got
amended!
Oh, well. Atleast it still keeps the
body faring somewhat well.
June 4, 2025 at 10:10 PM
May 26, 2025 at 3:41 PM
She doesn't know at all.
She doesn't know anything,
she doesn't know where she is
or what's happening that won't
let her know what direction her
hand is moving in or what words
are coming out of her mouth.
But what she does know is that
it's entirely her fault.
[ + ]
She doesn't know anything,
she doesn't know where she is
or what's happening that won't
let her know what direction her
hand is moving in or what words
are coming out of her mouth.
But what she does know is that
it's entirely her fault.
[ + ]
'' I don't know what-- well, you wouldn't know either, would you.. ''
May 26, 2025 at 3:00 PM
She doesn't know at all.
She doesn't know anything,
she doesn't know where she is
or what's happening that won't
let her know what direction her
hand is moving in or what words
are coming out of her mouth.
But what she does know is that
it's entirely her fault.
[ + ]
She doesn't know anything,
she doesn't know where she is
or what's happening that won't
let her know what direction her
hand is moving in or what words
are coming out of her mouth.
But what she does know is that
it's entirely her fault.
[ + ]
May 26, 2025 at 2:43 PM
May 26, 2025 at 2:29 PM
She kept shifting between
breathing heavily and not
breathing at all, she kept
stopping herself from falling
back and she was doing everything
in her power to get him to
not look at her eyes to a fault—
but she did manage to sit down,
heaving and grasping her head,
[ + ]
breathing heavily and not
breathing at all, she kept
stopping herself from falling
back and she was doing everything
in her power to get him to
not look at her eyes to a fault—
but she did manage to sit down,
heaving and grasping her head,
[ + ]
... well that's. Fucking concerning-- well, all of this was.
'' Okay, look- '' His voice is quick and slightly panicked. He pulled a chair closer and turned it to her.
'' You don't look well, please sit down-? Or I can help you to your room. ''
He has no idea what's happening but he can't tell -
'' Okay, look- '' His voice is quick and slightly panicked. He pulled a chair closer and turned it to her.
'' You don't look well, please sit down-? Or I can help you to your room. ''
He has no idea what's happening but he can't tell -
Though, she was quick to adjust
them back into place. It's like
braids, but significantly lazier.
... she looked exhausted. Like she
was going to faint at any minute—
and her legs shook like she
could barely hold herself up.
▹ i'm tired
them back into place. It's like
braids, but significantly lazier.
... she looked exhausted. Like she
was going to faint at any minute—
and her legs shook like she
could barely hold herself up.
▹ i'm tired
May 26, 2025 at 2:23 PM
She kept shifting between
breathing heavily and not
breathing at all, she kept
stopping herself from falling
back and she was doing everything
in her power to get him to
not look at her eyes to a fault—
but she did manage to sit down,
heaving and grasping her head,
[ + ]
breathing heavily and not
breathing at all, she kept
stopping herself from falling
back and she was doing everything
in her power to get him to
not look at her eyes to a fault—
but she did manage to sit down,
heaving and grasping her head,
[ + ]
Dee didn't look proud nor
disappointed, she just kept
staring at the bowls. That mound
of badly cooked water and soup
mix mixing in with hills of
parmesan. Not even a little
cilantro.
▹ i can't leave then
Her bows were slipping.
▹ i'll get cancer on my skin
[ + ]
disappointed, she just kept
staring at the bowls. That mound
of badly cooked water and soup
mix mixing in with hills of
parmesan. Not even a little
cilantro.
▹ i can't leave then
Her bows were slipping.
▹ i'll get cancer on my skin
[ + ]
outside.
'' Sunny. ''
What a beautiful day and he's wasting it in bed.
'' Sunny. ''
What a beautiful day and he's wasting it in bed.
May 26, 2025 at 2:12 PM
Dee didn't look proud nor
disappointed, she just kept
staring at the bowls. That mound
of badly cooked water and soup
mix mixing in with hills of
parmesan. Not even a little
cilantro.
▹ i can't leave then
Her bows were slipping.
▹ i'll get cancer on my skin
[ + ]
disappointed, she just kept
staring at the bowls. That mound
of badly cooked water and soup
mix mixing in with hills of
parmesan. Not even a little
cilantro.
▹ i can't leave then
Her bows were slipping.
▹ i'll get cancer on my skin
[ + ]
May 26, 2025 at 2:01 PM
▹ thank you.
It looks off, yeah. Which is
both impressive and sad
considering it was from a
pre-made mix.
Using a ladle with an unnervingly
shaky hand she pours it into
two bowls.. or atleast
attempts to. She spilled the
liquid for hers twice.
[ + ]
It looks off, yeah. Which is
both impressive and sad
considering it was from a
pre-made mix.
Using a ladle with an unnervingly
shaky hand she pours it into
two bowls.. or atleast
attempts to. She spilled the
liquid for hers twice.
[ + ]
doesn't seem right.
'' ... Looks good. ''
'' ... Looks good. ''
May 26, 2025 at 1:52 PM
▹ thank you.
It looks off, yeah. Which is
both impressive and sad
considering it was from a
pre-made mix.
Using a ladle with an unnervingly
shaky hand she pours it into
two bowls.. or atleast
attempts to. She spilled the
liquid for hers twice.
[ + ]
It looks off, yeah. Which is
both impressive and sad
considering it was from a
pre-made mix.
Using a ladle with an unnervingly
shaky hand she pours it into
two bowls.. or atleast
attempts to. She spilled the
liquid for hers twice.
[ + ]
Reposted by ━━ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐎𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠...
// atari's art btw
May 26, 2025 at 1:32 PM
// atari's art btw
May 26, 2025 at 1:08 PM
Reposted by ━━ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐎𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠...
May 26, 2025 at 10:55 AM
a sickness, frenzy of resentment at everything, but myself at the bottom. i lie wakeful at night, wake exhausted with that sense of razor-shaved nerves. i must be my own doctor. i must cure this very destructive paralysis & ruinous brooding & daydreaming
May 26, 2025 at 11:27 AM