Mister Eyeteeth
@mreyeteeth.bsky.social
lvl 34
He/him/they/them
I love cute shit and cosmic horror-- symbolism, human behavior, poetry
Pretentious and pedantic
Scoville scale off the charts
Writer of a sort, used kink salesman
Stay Curious
He/him/they/them
I love cute shit and cosmic horror-- symbolism, human behavior, poetry
Pretentious and pedantic
Scoville scale off the charts
Writer of a sort, used kink salesman
Stay Curious
Pinned
This is your one warning: This Bitch Can Yap. And he do. He yap about...
-Transmasc Experiences
-Kink
-Video Games
-Neurospicy Experiences
-Symbolism in narrative and poetry
-Human behavior
-Cottage Core, Knight Core, Cosmic/Eldritch Horror, Weird Core aesthetics
-Soft Boy feelings.
-Transmasc Experiences
-Kink
-Video Games
-Neurospicy Experiences
-Symbolism in narrative and poetry
-Human behavior
-Cottage Core, Knight Core, Cosmic/Eldritch Horror, Weird Core aesthetics
-Soft Boy feelings.
Reposted by Mister Eyeteeth
“AI is clearly sticking around so you have to get used to it” wrong. I don’t have to get used to shit. I am a practiced hater and I can keep this going for decades if I am required to
December 1, 2025 at 11:29 PM
“AI is clearly sticking around so you have to get used to it” wrong. I don’t have to get used to shit. I am a practiced hater and I can keep this going for decades if I am required to
This Time
"You're afraid of being left behind."
Yeah. I am.
And great heights inspire great frights
Rejection tries to get me in a chokehold and question everything I know
Illness makes me queasy and a coward, like germs have some super villain power
"You're afraid of being left behind."
Yeah. I am.
And great heights inspire great frights
Rejection tries to get me in a chokehold and question everything I know
Illness makes me queasy and a coward, like germs have some super villain power
December 2, 2025 at 1:12 PM
This Time
"You're afraid of being left behind."
Yeah. I am.
And great heights inspire great frights
Rejection tries to get me in a chokehold and question everything I know
Illness makes me queasy and a coward, like germs have some super villain power
"You're afraid of being left behind."
Yeah. I am.
And great heights inspire great frights
Rejection tries to get me in a chokehold and question everything I know
Illness makes me queasy and a coward, like germs have some super villain power
Catching the tiniest bit of my partner's perfume choice while cleaning. 🫠
November 14, 2025 at 9:43 PM
Catching the tiniest bit of my partner's perfume choice while cleaning. 🫠
4:30am.
My anxieties are a strange comfort this morning. It's not silent here, the AC unit is loud enough to disrupt your train of thought if you don't block it out. But white noise is a constant and welcomed companion.
Are my cats getting enough food? Why was the stovetop still on Low?
My anxieties are a strange comfort this morning. It's not silent here, the AC unit is loud enough to disrupt your train of thought if you don't block it out. But white noise is a constant and welcomed companion.
Are my cats getting enough food? Why was the stovetop still on Low?
November 8, 2025 at 12:16 PM
4:30am.
My anxieties are a strange comfort this morning. It's not silent here, the AC unit is loud enough to disrupt your train of thought if you don't block it out. But white noise is a constant and welcomed companion.
Are my cats getting enough food? Why was the stovetop still on Low?
My anxieties are a strange comfort this morning. It's not silent here, the AC unit is loud enough to disrupt your train of thought if you don't block it out. But white noise is a constant and welcomed companion.
Are my cats getting enough food? Why was the stovetop still on Low?
Weird how I went from writing almost exclusively about characters that were at the very least sure of themselves and confident to absolute fucking disasters.
I wonder what the psychology is on that one.
I wonder what the psychology is on that one.
November 7, 2025 at 5:01 AM
Weird how I went from writing almost exclusively about characters that were at the very least sure of themselves and confident to absolute fucking disasters.
I wonder what the psychology is on that one.
I wonder what the psychology is on that one.
I had a dream about leaving home, the way that I have. About leaving and knowing that what I was leaving behind was changing.
My family home transformed into care for the sick and needy, poorly funded and poorly maintained by my mother and sisters.
When I came back to visit my room was a wreck.
My family home transformed into care for the sick and needy, poorly funded and poorly maintained by my mother and sisters.
When I came back to visit my room was a wreck.
October 21, 2025 at 1:54 PM
I had a dream about leaving home, the way that I have. About leaving and knowing that what I was leaving behind was changing.
My family home transformed into care for the sick and needy, poorly funded and poorly maintained by my mother and sisters.
When I came back to visit my room was a wreck.
My family home transformed into care for the sick and needy, poorly funded and poorly maintained by my mother and sisters.
When I came back to visit my room was a wreck.
Who are you when no one is looking? When you're alone, what shape do you settle into?
What matters most when you don't have to perform for anyone?
Do you perform at all?
And who are you when the people most important to you are not there to help define you?
A few small dissociative thoughts.
What matters most when you don't have to perform for anyone?
Do you perform at all?
And who are you when the people most important to you are not there to help define you?
A few small dissociative thoughts.
October 15, 2025 at 5:46 AM
Who are you when no one is looking? When you're alone, what shape do you settle into?
What matters most when you don't have to perform for anyone?
Do you perform at all?
And who are you when the people most important to you are not there to help define you?
A few small dissociative thoughts.
What matters most when you don't have to perform for anyone?
Do you perform at all?
And who are you when the people most important to you are not there to help define you?
A few small dissociative thoughts.
And another thing!
Vulnerability, uncertainty, and transitional phases sure do give rise to a need for guidance, affirmation, and reassurance.
I'm not saying I think it's directly tied to how I seek out affection, but I wouldn't be surprised.
Steady the foal-fresh legs, fumbling fear.
Vulnerability, uncertainty, and transitional phases sure do give rise to a need for guidance, affirmation, and reassurance.
I'm not saying I think it's directly tied to how I seek out affection, but I wouldn't be surprised.
Steady the foal-fresh legs, fumbling fear.
October 6, 2025 at 12:11 PM
And another thing!
Vulnerability, uncertainty, and transitional phases sure do give rise to a need for guidance, affirmation, and reassurance.
I'm not saying I think it's directly tied to how I seek out affection, but I wouldn't be surprised.
Steady the foal-fresh legs, fumbling fear.
Vulnerability, uncertainty, and transitional phases sure do give rise to a need for guidance, affirmation, and reassurance.
I'm not saying I think it's directly tied to how I seek out affection, but I wouldn't be surprised.
Steady the foal-fresh legs, fumbling fear.
4:53am.
The simple intimacy of being with them: head on a shoulder, easy embraces, holding them while they sleep... These are needs that I'm fulfilling for the first time in a few years.
It's safe to. So says my otherwise avoidant gray matter in not so many words.
The simple intimacy of being with them: head on a shoulder, easy embraces, holding them while they sleep... These are needs that I'm fulfilling for the first time in a few years.
It's safe to. So says my otherwise avoidant gray matter in not so many words.
October 6, 2025 at 11:26 AM
4:53am.
The simple intimacy of being with them: head on a shoulder, easy embraces, holding them while they sleep... These are needs that I'm fulfilling for the first time in a few years.
It's safe to. So says my otherwise avoidant gray matter in not so many words.
The simple intimacy of being with them: head on a shoulder, easy embraces, holding them while they sleep... These are needs that I'm fulfilling for the first time in a few years.
It's safe to. So says my otherwise avoidant gray matter in not so many words.
At 4:45am I am having a small panic attack over, basically, nothing. I'm lying next to my partner. I hear an unfamiliar noise. I sit up and shine my phone flashlight toward it. It's my cat, crawling out of the bureau drawers across the room like a ferret. A space he is not shaped for. Fuckin bless.
October 4, 2025 at 10:51 AM
At 4:45am I am having a small panic attack over, basically, nothing. I'm lying next to my partner. I hear an unfamiliar noise. I sit up and shine my phone flashlight toward it. It's my cat, crawling out of the bureau drawers across the room like a ferret. A space he is not shaped for. Fuckin bless.
Thirty-six hours.
September 24, 2025 at 12:28 PM
Thirty-six hours.
One week.
Just five days.
Just five more.
It's funny to me that I turned out to be this kind of person.
Pining, sappy, lovey. I am that terribly unclever fool, that bastard with a grin all besotted and unsteady on his feet
Love makes me an idiot.
Being with you is like getting fucked senseless.
Just five days.
Just five more.
It's funny to me that I turned out to be this kind of person.
Pining, sappy, lovey. I am that terribly unclever fool, that bastard with a grin all besotted and unsteady on his feet
Love makes me an idiot.
Being with you is like getting fucked senseless.
September 20, 2025 at 1:11 PM
One week.
Just five days.
Just five more.
It's funny to me that I turned out to be this kind of person.
Pining, sappy, lovey. I am that terribly unclever fool, that bastard with a grin all besotted and unsteady on his feet
Love makes me an idiot.
Being with you is like getting fucked senseless.
Just five days.
Just five more.
It's funny to me that I turned out to be this kind of person.
Pining, sappy, lovey. I am that terribly unclever fool, that bastard with a grin all besotted and unsteady on his feet
Love makes me an idiot.
Being with you is like getting fucked senseless.
Reposted by Mister Eyeteeth
It should be illegal to get a full night's sleep and still wake up fatigued. Like, body, I turned you off and back on again. Why are you still broken?
September 4, 2025 at 11:08 AM
It should be illegal to get a full night's sleep and still wake up fatigued. Like, body, I turned you off and back on again. Why are you still broken?
Where's your happy place?
Mine's currently in outer space.
Mine's currently in outer space.
September 4, 2025 at 11:13 AM
Where's your happy place?
Mine's currently in outer space.
Mine's currently in outer space.
Never trust what your brain says after 9:00pm.
So what does the sundowning say tonight?
Seeker of solitude's just a silly fallacy
Incidental isolation imitates rejection
And I'm sensitive
Attention seeker, could you reach across distances with
Elegance and clarity
Instead of muddled, witless word
So what does the sundowning say tonight?
Seeker of solitude's just a silly fallacy
Incidental isolation imitates rejection
And I'm sensitive
Attention seeker, could you reach across distances with
Elegance and clarity
Instead of muddled, witless word
September 4, 2025 at 6:40 AM
Never trust what your brain says after 9:00pm.
So what does the sundowning say tonight?
Seeker of solitude's just a silly fallacy
Incidental isolation imitates rejection
And I'm sensitive
Attention seeker, could you reach across distances with
Elegance and clarity
Instead of muddled, witless word
So what does the sundowning say tonight?
Seeker of solitude's just a silly fallacy
Incidental isolation imitates rejection
And I'm sensitive
Attention seeker, could you reach across distances with
Elegance and clarity
Instead of muddled, witless word
Melancholy that carries over from one night to the following morning...
Ugh.
Sticking around like a bad funk.
Ugh.
Sticking around like a bad funk.
September 2, 2025 at 11:55 AM
Melancholy that carries over from one night to the following morning...
Ugh.
Sticking around like a bad funk.
Ugh.
Sticking around like a bad funk.
Trust is a palm, freely open
Fingers loose but never pried
A fist made to rest
A mind invited to quiet
You, maestro, puppet master, spider in their web assured
move and
Every movement lifted his
limbs, voice, eyes
Understanding
My hands loosen at my sides
My heart rabbits without fear
Finally
Fingers loose but never pried
A fist made to rest
A mind invited to quiet
You, maestro, puppet master, spider in their web assured
move and
Every movement lifted his
limbs, voice, eyes
Understanding
My hands loosen at my sides
My heart rabbits without fear
Finally
August 28, 2025 at 10:24 AM
Trust is a palm, freely open
Fingers loose but never pried
A fist made to rest
A mind invited to quiet
You, maestro, puppet master, spider in their web assured
move and
Every movement lifted his
limbs, voice, eyes
Understanding
My hands loosen at my sides
My heart rabbits without fear
Finally
Fingers loose but never pried
A fist made to rest
A mind invited to quiet
You, maestro, puppet master, spider in their web assured
move and
Every movement lifted his
limbs, voice, eyes
Understanding
My hands loosen at my sides
My heart rabbits without fear
Finally
Anxiety can send me into a tizzy about all sorts of things and I think sometimes sitting with those feelings can be even more difficult not because of the emotions themselves but the multitudinous ways in which thought patterns can get out of hand.
I have a fair amount of practice at it.
I have a fair amount of practice at it.
August 19, 2025 at 9:05 AM
Anxiety can send me into a tizzy about all sorts of things and I think sometimes sitting with those feelings can be even more difficult not because of the emotions themselves but the multitudinous ways in which thought patterns can get out of hand.
I have a fair amount of practice at it.
I have a fair amount of practice at it.
Reposted by Mister Eyeteeth
Why am I awake at 3:00am? Because I was awake at 2:00am when the water heating and filtering system started up and began roaring.
Loops are a godsend.
Loops are a godsend.
August 14, 2025 at 7:01 AM
Why am I awake at 3:00am? Because I was awake at 2:00am when the water heating and filtering system started up and began roaring.
Loops are a godsend.
Loops are a godsend.
More than anything else, more than gender, competency, intellect, attractiveness, anything... I want the word that is most utilized in describing me to be "Gentle."
We need all kinds in this world, and I have no ill feelings towards those who have lost their softness, or otherwise hide it.
We need all kinds in this world, and I have no ill feelings towards those who have lost their softness, or otherwise hide it.
August 5, 2025 at 9:25 AM
More than anything else, more than gender, competency, intellect, attractiveness, anything... I want the word that is most utilized in describing me to be "Gentle."
We need all kinds in this world, and I have no ill feelings towards those who have lost their softness, or otherwise hide it.
We need all kinds in this world, and I have no ill feelings towards those who have lost their softness, or otherwise hide it.
Not pictured: a book of art and writing by one particular gay author, a couple of prompt books, and a journal or two...
When I say I do more writing than I do reading, this is what I mean.
When I say I do more writing than I do reading, this is what I mean.
August 4, 2025 at 3:28 PM
Not pictured: a book of art and writing by one particular gay author, a couple of prompt books, and a journal or two...
When I say I do more writing than I do reading, this is what I mean.
When I say I do more writing than I do reading, this is what I mean.
13 Square Miles and Less Braincells
8-3-25
Been looked at weird for most of my life
Had boys, girls, parents
Worried, disgusted, afraid of me
Because I was quiet but out and
Not intimidated out of being
Myself
Social hierarchy? Get fucked.
I tore out my own teeth to show them
I meant no harm
8-3-25
Been looked at weird for most of my life
Had boys, girls, parents
Worried, disgusted, afraid of me
Because I was quiet but out and
Not intimidated out of being
Myself
Social hierarchy? Get fucked.
I tore out my own teeth to show them
I meant no harm
August 4, 2025 at 2:56 AM
13 Square Miles and Less Braincells
8-3-25
Been looked at weird for most of my life
Had boys, girls, parents
Worried, disgusted, afraid of me
Because I was quiet but out and
Not intimidated out of being
Myself
Social hierarchy? Get fucked.
I tore out my own teeth to show them
I meant no harm
8-3-25
Been looked at weird for most of my life
Had boys, girls, parents
Worried, disgusted, afraid of me
Because I was quiet but out and
Not intimidated out of being
Myself
Social hierarchy? Get fucked.
I tore out my own teeth to show them
I meant no harm
Dopamine shortages
Soft-hearted murmurings in late evenings and tired mornings
Breathing into the space between my ribs
Dumb-but-lucky hands
Months on months on months of chest full and palms empty
Soft-hearted murmurings in late evenings and tired mornings
Breathing into the space between my ribs
Dumb-but-lucky hands
Months on months on months of chest full and palms empty
August 2, 2025 at 3:06 PM
Dopamine shortages
Soft-hearted murmurings in late evenings and tired mornings
Breathing into the space between my ribs
Dumb-but-lucky hands
Months on months on months of chest full and palms empty
Soft-hearted murmurings in late evenings and tired mornings
Breathing into the space between my ribs
Dumb-but-lucky hands
Months on months on months of chest full and palms empty
Introspection can be exhausting. Constant introspection and self-evaluation moreso.
Sometimes it distracts, hinders, hampers, my ability to act. Thinking too hard.
Do something wrong, or do something right.
But do not do nothing?
An uneasy feeling, that one.
Sometimes it distracts, hinders, hampers, my ability to act. Thinking too hard.
Do something wrong, or do something right.
But do not do nothing?
An uneasy feeling, that one.
July 30, 2025 at 1:22 PM
Introspection can be exhausting. Constant introspection and self-evaluation moreso.
Sometimes it distracts, hinders, hampers, my ability to act. Thinking too hard.
Do something wrong, or do something right.
But do not do nothing?
An uneasy feeling, that one.
Sometimes it distracts, hinders, hampers, my ability to act. Thinking too hard.
Do something wrong, or do something right.
But do not do nothing?
An uneasy feeling, that one.