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supanuts · 4 days

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GODDESS BLESS YOU FROM DEATH (2024)

#gbyfdedit #goddess bless you from death #goddess bless you from death the series #pooh krittin #topten supakorn #horroredit #sasa gifs #tw blood #tw gore

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athousandbyeol · 5 days

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whether it's a ghost, a demon, or a human; i'll protect you.

#goddess bless you from death #goddess bless you from death series #goddess bless you from death the series #pavel naret #pooh krittin #pavelpooh #poohpavel #photoset #photo set #photo edit #self written #quotes by athousandbyeol #poems by athousandbyeol #i saw this on twitter and i went insane right away #oh Lord this is so promising!!!#i've never watched pavelpooh/pitbabe but i'm excited for this!#i hope this will exceed my expectations!#love me some gore/horror with a touch of romance and angst #na creates

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ein-ungeheures-ungeziefer · 7 months

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Malenia, Goddess of Rot

Done with watercolor - and painting this must've taken only slightly longer than beating her boss fight... No matter the struggle though, it was such fun!

#Elden Ring #Malenia Goddess of Rot #malenia blade of miquella #the last thing my tarnished sees before getting obliterated #but she can murder me any day #my post #she looks more gore-y than usual but idk i kinda wanted that vibe

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stasyanarts · 9 months

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my OC - Seran

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bastrod · 4 months

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Children of Loki

#digital art #my art #artists on tumblr #digital artist #art #trans artist #illustration #mythology #mythology and folklore #god #norse gods #hel goddess #fenrir #jormungandr #loki #viking #cw: gore

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in-fair-verona-we-set-our-scene · 5 months

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I think Slay the Princess is so popular partially because the *gets stabbed* "I'm in love" reaction is both intentional on the part of the developers and then they completely follow through on it.

#slay the princess #me @ the Razor: I love you so much and you're so hot and funny and– *gets stabbed again*#and then! the little Voices agree that they're kinda into it too! fantastic game! A+! kill me again beautiful woman!#they managed to make even the Princess's most terrifying grotesque forms the most beautiful fictional women I've ever seen #while never sacrificing the horror elements. if anything the horror and gore and monstrosity makes her even more attractive #like they get it. the inherent eroticism of being trapped in a time loop made with the sole purpose of getting one of us to kill the other #and then killing and hurting and dying and struggling together over and over and over until finally breaking free #she hurts us and we are but a receptacle for the pain. she hunts us like prey and swallows us whole. we beat each other to #death for the thrill of it and keep on going long past when we should've died. she torments us until our heart stops from terror.#we see her as a dominating goddess and she becomes one. she knows what our organs look like. her bloated corpse once drowned us.#we lie at the foot of the stairs to freedom with broken backs because we betrayed her so badly she could only betray us in turn #and don't even get me started on the amazing intimacy/violation of the Spectre/Wraith possession stuff #and we (both the player and the Long Quiet) love her for it and through it

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gentle-death-envoy · 8 months

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I am once again thinking about Malenia's loss of her own identity over time due to the Scarlet Rot and sobbing

(also I finally came back to this painting after way too long)

#elden ring #my art #elden ring fanart #malenia the severed #malenia fanart #malenia blade of miquella #malenia goddess of rot #malenia #malenia my beloved #horror art #body horror #tw horror #tw gore #macabre art #macabre #dark art

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pharawee · 5 days

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I can't wait to gif this. Horror BL my beloved. 🙏 This kind of reminds me of a mix of when UK telly dabbled in gory crime drama in the mid 2000s and well, Thai/Japanese horror. It's going to be so delicious!

#jane watches stuff #goddess bless you from death #singsala death #with the washed out backgrounds and the splashes of red gore #it really has this bbc messiah and itv whitechapel vibe #though i doubt it was influenced by that #i just love horror too much #i probably won't be able to gif this until the weekend and it's a shame

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angelamoroso · 1 year

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More shots from NJ Horror Con 🖤

#angel amoroso #wrestling #ecw #virgin princess angel #atlantic city nj #nj horror con #bloody bride #wedding gown #ECW #goddess of Gore #queen of Hardcore #linea Quigley #Michael Pare'#Jason Knight #hellraiser #pinhead

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wildbasil · 1 year

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She seized divine Mot, With a sword she split him, With a sieve she winnowed him, With fire she burnt him, With mill-stones she ground him, In a field she scattered him; His flesh indeed the birds ate, His limbs indeed the sparrows consumed. Flesh cried out to flesh!

#anat is a non-binary icon #'anat‚ the victorious goddess‚ the woman who acts like a warrior‚ who wears a skirt like men and a sash like women'#ugaritic mythology #canaanite mythology #ancient egyptian mythology #ba'al cycle #levantine mythology #speaking of mythological figures‚ i... er... i seem to like them violent‚ huh #tw blood #tw light gore #art tag

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magic-is-something-we-create · 5 months

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Goddess-Touched Snippet - (16/?)

It's not a usual snippet-day but it's been a while since I posted one anyway <3 Word count: 500 Content warnings: References to gore, child death. POV: Ember In which Ember is reminded of their past while hunting.

I fall still, waiting, and the world around me comes into sharp focus.

The air has chilled since sunset, a breeze now tickling through my locs and shivering down my spine. The sounds of the nearby Spiritseekers almost seem to amplify with my attention, until I can hear what seems to be every scratch of a hoof on dirt and snort of breath. The scent of them--musk and sweat and feather and livestock--wafts to me and mingles with the greenery about my nose. And, somewhere between the wood grain of the bow in my hand and the scratch of a twig along my arm, an insect flutters past, wings beating just near enough for me to feel its presence without ever touching me.

Cicadas sing. One of the Spiritseekers snorts, scratches at the ground. Another shakes itself like a dog, the motion moving from the tip of its nose and down to its long pheasant-tail, which it unfurls in a display of vibrant, almost-glowing blue that becomes a ghostly light in the darkness.

My gaze darts back to Typha’s hideaway. I find him crouching in the bushes by the glint of the moonslight in his eyes.

No signal, yet.

I cast my gaze outward again, to the pronged horns and bare heads.

Start counting them, counting the ten arrows in my quiver in sync on repeat.

Ten. Twenty. Twenty-five.

A faint tug on my soul as a fire ignites in the distance, back in the direction of our camp.

Thirty. Thirty five.

Slow my breath, easing the air in through my nose and out through my mouth, steadying myself.

Forty five. Fifty.

It’s then that I find Typha again, the motion of his hand catching my eye.

There.

It’s a small thing. One that’s wandered off from the rest of the flock, just a few yards closer to us than the others. Its horns are hardly any longer than my hand, and it’s not tufted with down like those of the smallest, weakest Spiritseekers kept close to the center.

And I can’t help comparing it’s gangly legs and tousled feathers to Dusk.

Stop.

Slowly, quietly, I raise my bow. Breathe in deep, close my eyes.

Think of something else.

Even slower, I slip the arrow under my fingers out of the quiver.

Forget it’s alive. Make it easier.

My thumb hooks on the string, and I force myself to look at my target.

But oh, Goddesses, what else am I supposed to think of that doesn’t shake my hands even worse?

Small footprints stumbling towards flowing water, never coming back out. Sada’s frail hand reaching out from beneath the rubble of Delya, bloodied with their mother’s viscera. Dusk, flickering between material and shadow, slipping ever-deeper into the tar of his Flex.

Star, still small enough for me to carry even after she bloated with water and rot.

Tears blur my vision. Another lick of flame, this time curling around my thumb under my skin.

She didn’t feed anything.

We still need to eat.

#writeblr #writers on tumblr #original writing #original fiction #fantasy fiction #writing excerpt #snip #the millennium saga #goddess-touched #gore #child death

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dulxetnebula · 1 month

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