אברה (wingeater)
@wingeater.bsky.social
248 limbs/365 vessels
angel gore recycling system; ash-grey feathers
/not a girl/
https://wingeater.itch.io/
angel gore recycling system; ash-grey feathers
/not a girl/
https://wingeater.itch.io/
half-dissected moth
streaming on blades, prismwinged
splayed across his skin,
streaming on blades, prismwinged
splayed across his skin,
January 16, 2026 at 4:47 PM
half-dissected moth
streaming on blades, prismwinged
splayed across his skin,
streaming on blades, prismwinged
splayed across his skin,
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(the Getting Worse will continue until unspecified conditions are met)
January 16, 2026 at 3:46 PM
(the Getting Worse will continue until unspecified conditions are met)
Reposted by אברה (wingeater)
knife through ligament–
thrashing abruptly ceases;
single, flightless sob
thrashing abruptly ceases;
single, flightless sob
Every time we successfully catch one and hack 'em off, an angel hunter gets her wings :) No, no, you want to slide the point in there at an angle, kid—
January 15, 2026 at 7:41 PM
knife through ligament–
thrashing abruptly ceases;
single, flightless sob
thrashing abruptly ceases;
single, flightless sob
lesion-froth
wingbright, fetid,
swallowing licks of light
as milkinggloss;
fallow-felled the limn
of lambent lines in cinder,
pulsing, in wet wrists,
the silk of yawning hollows
mothstranding, meldstrewn
mien—
like falling glass in skeins,
wingbright, fetid,
swallowing licks of light
as milkinggloss;
fallow-felled the limn
of lambent lines in cinder,
pulsing, in wet wrists,
the silk of yawning hollows
mothstranding, meldstrewn
mien—
like falling glass in skeins,
January 16, 2026 at 2:26 AM
lesion-froth
wingbright, fetid,
swallowing licks of light
as milkinggloss;
fallow-felled the limn
of lambent lines in cinder,
pulsing, in wet wrists,
the silk of yawning hollows
mothstranding, meldstrewn
mien—
like falling glass in skeins,
wingbright, fetid,
swallowing licks of light
as milkinggloss;
fallow-felled the limn
of lambent lines in cinder,
pulsing, in wet wrists,
the silk of yawning hollows
mothstranding, meldstrewn
mien—
like falling glass in skeins,
Throat
Pinned[] Convulsing[] Mo[]th[], [
Pinned[] Convulsing[] Mo[]th[], [
Throat
Pinned Down by the Adder-Fanged
Crackling Taser,
Electrical Vampire,
Wiped from Recollection's Mirrors;
Swallowing Undertongue,
Convulsing Eels
Bow-Stroking a Name
Out of Vocal Strings
Chipped Away;
Mouth-Pond, Made Alight.
Pinned Down by the Adder-Fanged
Crackling Taser,
Electrical Vampire,
Wiped from Recollection's Mirrors;
Swallowing Undertongue,
Convulsing Eels
Bow-Stroking a Name
Out of Vocal Strings
Chipped Away;
Mouth-Pond, Made Alight.
January 16, 2026 at 2:07 AM
Throat
Pinned[] Convulsing[] Mo[]th[], [
Pinned[] Convulsing[] Mo[]th[], [
technically, if an angel doesn't have a name it doesn't have to do anything
or something
idk I didn't pay attention in wingeater class sometimes it's better not to know too much about your food
or something
idk I didn't pay attention in wingeater class sometimes it's better not to know too much about your food
I'm going to try to make a habit of this. approximately weekly, as the colors gradually change. it'll be a fun, teambuilding activity
anyway,
these angels do not have names
anyway,
these angels do not have names
not pearl
but bone
but bone
January 16, 2026 at 1:49 AM
technically, if an angel doesn't have a name it doesn't have to do anything
or something
idk I didn't pay attention in wingeater class sometimes it's better not to know too much about your food
or something
idk I didn't pay attention in wingeater class sometimes it's better not to know too much about your food
blossom, corona
fill the void with aching dross
glistenbright on wind—
fill the void with aching dross
glistenbright on wind—
January 16, 2026 at 1:45 AM
blossom, corona
fill the void with aching dross
glistenbright on wind—
fill the void with aching dross
glistenbright on wind—
blossom corona
I wrote a poem on the back of a receipt
it is now consigned to the bottom of a container somewhere
it is now consigned to the bottom of a container somewhere
January 16, 2026 at 1:36 AM
blossom corona
I wrote a poem on the back of a receipt
it is now consigned to the bottom of a container somewhere
it is now consigned to the bottom of a container somewhere
January 16, 2026 at 1:29 AM
I wrote a poem on the back of a receipt
it is now consigned to the bottom of a container somewhere
it is now consigned to the bottom of a container somewhere
mango habanerophanim at buffalo wild wingeater @beahemoth.bsky.social
January 15, 2026 at 10:00 PM
mango habanerophanim at buffalo wild wingeater @beahemoth.bsky.social
they called me a "gay little bird" can you believe that
January 15, 2026 at 4:30 PM
they called me a "gay little bird" can you believe that
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Exile as a policy is inherently evil. There are very few evils that justify it even when they leave no other option. Not because of the process, the inevitable side effects, etc., no, it is evil in and of itself, and if there is no other restitution you can think of, let there be none.
Just a warning
Don't want to be unfairly deferential to mutuals.
Don't want to be unfairly deferential to mutuals.
January 15, 2026 at 3:08 AM
Exile as a policy is inherently evil. There are very few evils that justify it even when they leave no other option. Not because of the process, the inevitable side effects, etc., no, it is evil in and of itself, and if there is no other restitution you can think of, let there be none.
the guy who made art after art piece of viscerally mutilated breasts and told me he didn't feel "trans enough" next to me because he didn't hate sex and I did
my counter to this always is that i think ppl actually extremely underestimate their own dysphoria. very similar to like growing up in an abusive environment and not realizing how fucked up it is until you go somewhere else and talk about it and everyone's like wow what the fuck that's so fucked up
January 14, 2026 at 11:58 PM
the guy who made art after art piece of viscerally mutilated breasts and told me he didn't feel "trans enough" next to me because he didn't hate sex and I did
hook pulled through windpipe
spraying nothing; but, nearby,
blue-bronze-black oxides
spraying nothing; but, nearby,
blue-bronze-black oxides
some things should leave a fucking stain
imagining a world where the blood is less visible. and nothing ever changes
January 14, 2026 at 11:56 PM
hook pulled through windpipe
spraying nothing; but, nearby,
blue-bronze-black oxides
spraying nothing; but, nearby,
blue-bronze-black oxides
wound-tongues of fog
viscera-swallowing
oil,
from cutting vials
heat-permeates
so close,
viscera-swallowing
oil,
from cutting vials
heat-permeates
so close,
January 14, 2026 at 1:08 PM
wound-tongues of fog
viscera-swallowing
oil,
from cutting vials
heat-permeates
so close,
viscera-swallowing
oil,
from cutting vials
heat-permeates
so close,
Sphex pensylvanicus
January 14, 2026 at 12:51 AM
Sphex pensylvanicus
copper rivulets along pierced marble
hung with severed indigo wings
bkhour and resin-stained air
past knotted talismans,
silver traces, along stone edges
touched throat,
and the burning grace of soot
in harsh salt—
hung with severed indigo wings
bkhour and resin-stained air
past knotted talismans,
silver traces, along stone edges
touched throat,
and the burning grace of soot
in harsh salt—
fingertip traces
fused-silica jaggedness,
scathingly brittle
fused-silica jaggedness,
scathingly brittle
January 13, 2026 at 11:26 PM
copper rivulets along pierced marble
hung with severed indigo wings
bkhour and resin-stained air
past knotted talismans,
silver traces, along stone edges
touched throat,
and the burning grace of soot
in harsh salt—
hung with severed indigo wings
bkhour and resin-stained air
past knotted talismans,
silver traces, along stone edges
touched throat,
and the burning grace of soot
in harsh salt—
mah tovu ohelkha
Would there be a way to include the exowomb in Judaism in such a way for it to be equivalent to have the experience of being inside a Jewish person for 9 months before being born?
January 13, 2026 at 10:28 PM
mah tovu ohelkha
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delicado e
em sal congelado,
membro torcido em damasco
filme-lume, como
asas dependuradas azul-atado
em cruas aberturas,
aurora se põe, estrelas postas,
como coágulos opalinos de afago-meadas
talhadas em argentaria
em sal congelado,
membro torcido em damasco
filme-lume, como
asas dependuradas azul-atado
em cruas aberturas,
aurora se põe, estrelas postas,
como coágulos opalinos de afago-meadas
talhadas em argentaria
delicate and
in congealed salt,
torn limb on damask
film-slick, as
hanging blue-knotted wings
in raw openings,
falls sunrise, starrise,
like clotted opal caress-skeins
gashed in silverwork
in congealed salt,
torn limb on damask
film-slick, as
hanging blue-knotted wings
in raw openings,
falls sunrise, starrise,
like clotted opal caress-skeins
gashed in silverwork
January 13, 2026 at 6:17 PM
delicado e
em sal congelado,
membro torcido em damasco
filme-lume, como
asas dependuradas azul-atado
em cruas aberturas,
aurora se põe, estrelas postas,
como coágulos opalinos de afago-meadas
talhadas em argentaria
em sal congelado,
membro torcido em damasco
filme-lume, como
asas dependuradas azul-atado
em cruas aberturas,
aurora se põe, estrelas postas,
como coágulos opalinos de afago-meadas
talhadas em argentaria
delicate and
in congealed salt,
torn limb on damask
film-slick, as
hanging blue-knotted wings
in raw openings,
falls sunrise, starrise,
like clotted opal caress-skeins
gashed in silverwork
in congealed salt,
torn limb on damask
film-slick, as
hanging blue-knotted wings
in raw openings,
falls sunrise, starrise,
like clotted opal caress-skeins
gashed in silverwork
January 13, 2026 at 4:58 AM
delicate and
in congealed salt,
torn limb on damask
film-slick, as
hanging blue-knotted wings
in raw openings,
falls sunrise, starrise,
like clotted opal caress-skeins
gashed in silverwork
in congealed salt,
torn limb on damask
film-slick, as
hanging blue-knotted wings
in raw openings,
falls sunrise, starrise,
like clotted opal caress-skeins
gashed in silverwork
brief centuries
harsh cold, unthinking
in imperceptible fall
sootfields
icebreeding,
void-sargasso
harsh cold, unthinking
in imperceptible fall
sootfields
icebreeding,
void-sargasso
Slip of comet, remember
January 12, 2026 at 9:54 PM
brief centuries
harsh cold, unthinking
in imperceptible fall
sootfields
icebreeding,
void-sargasso
harsh cold, unthinking
in imperceptible fall
sootfields
icebreeding,
void-sargasso
I Am Not Helping
I Am Putting My Partner's Leftover Noodles Between My Tongues
I Am Putting My Partner's Leftover Noodles Between My Tongues
January 12, 2026 at 8:29 PM
I Am Not Helping
I Am Putting My Partner's Leftover Noodles Between My Tongues
I Am Putting My Partner's Leftover Noodles Between My Tongues
shechted for her pleasure
January 12, 2026 at 6:18 AM
shechted for her pleasure