David Hill (Mothshade)
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David Hill (Mothshade)
@mothshade.bsky.social
Writer, illustrator, TTRPG enthusiast and publisher, cat dad, and husband-thing.
Happy Thursgorging.
November 27, 2025 at 2:58 PM
November 26, 2025 at 9:02 PM
Gabriel cares not for my desire to sleep.
November 20, 2025 at 3:05 AM
November 13, 2025 at 10:50 PM
I wake up in the morning - my brain plays this goddamn song...
THE TOM & JERRY SHOW (1975 Opening Sequence)
YouTube video by K.J. Norman
youtu.be
November 12, 2025 at 1:09 AM
"We have a saying back home. A simile. Fits you to a T. Wish I recalled how it goes. Like a floating thing in a confined body of liquid."
"You mean, 'Like a big fish in a small pond'?"
"No, that's not it. It's on the tip of - ah! Got it! 'Like a turd in a punchbowl'. That's you all over."
November 9, 2025 at 5:38 PM
“The only thing thin about me is my patience.”
November 9, 2025 at 5:32 PM
"Overkill can be satisfying, but I sometimes prefer underkill when I'm in the mood to watch them suffer."
November 9, 2025 at 5:30 PM
"I wouldn't say I'm cracking like an egg. When an egg cracks, good stuff comes out. And people don't generally die from it."
November 9, 2025 at 5:29 PM
For most, the eyes were windows to the soul. His eyes were more like revolving doors, and there was no soul on the other side. Just an opulent lobby with bad music and dying plants.
November 9, 2025 at 5:29 PM
“Ever let your fingernails get so long, you're afraid to pick your nose in a moving vehicle?”
November 9, 2025 at 5:28 PM
November 6, 2025 at 10:26 PM
Yeah.
November 2, 2025 at 4:50 AM
November 1, 2025 at 10:14 PM
November 1, 2025 at 1:27 AM
October 31, 2025 at 9:42 PM
Christmas tea.
#catsofbluesky
October 22, 2025 at 8:05 PM
“How many legs does that dog have?”
“Six.”
“And how many heads?”
“Just one – no, two. Why?”
“Because it’s wrong. Every damn thing about this place is wrong.”
“Still exciting, right?”
“Wrong!”
October 20, 2025 at 3:13 PM
He stood alone in the center of the room, surveying his surroundings with the supreme disinterest of a French monarch.
October 20, 2025 at 3:12 PM
For most, the eyes were windows to the soul. His eyes were more like revolving doors, and there was no soul on the other side. Just an opulent lobby with bad music and dying plants.
October 20, 2025 at 3:11 PM
"You’re the kind of person that makes me throw up in my mind a little."
October 20, 2025 at 3:09 PM
October 18, 2025 at 5:43 PM
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October 18, 2025 at 3:34 PM