#TW rot

[fuvkin-feral-kins]

The results of the autopsy came back floral as in there's a garden blooming inside my rotten husk 🌱🥀🌲🌻🌹🌾🍄

#otherkin #undeadkin #plantkin #flowerkin #succulentkin #zombiekin #zoblinkin #deadkin #tw dead #tw rot #macabre #darkling #mushroomkin #treekin #death positive #death positivity #memento mori

[undead-deer]

Heads from over the winter.

#vulture culture #deer skull #d.eer #tw dead animal #tw animal death #tw decapitation #dead deer #tw death #tw rot #tw blood #tw gore

[jenbobbyy]

must consume to end turmoil

TW HANGING AND ROT!!

#TW HANGING #tw rot #sjm fanart #spookysjumpscaremansion #spookys jumpscare mansion #karamari hospital #monster 4 #man cant wear mittens #broken_heart

[anonymous-user-a]

Ah. That would be why.

[Image ID: It is the rotting leg of an Eevee. There appears to be many large tumours inside it. Maggots are visible in it.]

#tw: rot #tw: gross #ask to tag #tw rot #tw gross

[just-a-we1rd0]

ZOMBIE ZITTI :3333

She was poisoned by a radioactive chemical spill and she loves to eat other cats and turn them into silly zombies

Wc oc btw

#silly #cringe #idk #art #oc #lore #tw blood #tw bright colors #tw wounds #tw disturbing #tw death #Tw zombie #tw rot #warrior cats oc #zo #zombie cat #wc oc #warrior cats #my oc #my art #traditional art #fantasy #Nom #Kitty cat

[moltenwax-burntfeathers]

Apple of my eye - a poem by me :]

worms crawl out the socket

at the apple of my eye

maggots in the locket

spiders on my thighs

moss in my pockets

aired out to dry

alive for the profits

left dead for the flies

#tw death #tw rot #tw bugs #poem

[meeowerzz]

so there’s an infection au thing going around,, here’s my take :3

#meowzzrs.weowzzrs #tw emetophobia #tw vomit #tw blood #tw rot #mlp au #mlp fanart

[puppy-barkz]

idk what it says about me but in a week by hozier fills me such a ridiculous longing. oh to lay and rot with someone i love so dearly. to hide away and fall into endless sleep in the arms of a lover, my last sight a peaceful smile on their face. oh to become indistinguishable from them, from the earth. to become one being, to become something that breeds life after i no longer breathe.

#this is FAR from what i usually post but this song Does Things To Me #puppy barks #cw death #cw rot #tw death #tw rot #hozier #hozier in a week #in a week #hozier music #idk what to tag this with uhhhhhh #writing #????????? #this is a draft from a bit ago but i wanted to post it now ty

[lovedove-valk]

Yay

Here’s that pinned art btw of my sona

Purple is hard to work with especially when drawing something that’s just. Dark so. Yeah. I’m not proud of it it’s my worst application of color theory yet

#ambrose draws #Ambrose corax #cw rot #cw rotting #tw rotting #tw rot #zombie

[cipherexists]

gib treat (or perhaps a trick)

you gte to decide if this is a trick or a treat, i dont know how good this information is to learn but i know you and i know youre a little bit of a freak so i think this is a treat! okay so bugs- we love those here on tumblr- you can use those to idneitfy how long a body has been there

now this isnt just becasue of you can look and see woah adult flys that measn its been here for about a week. we can see; how many rounds of eggs have been lain, how far the bugs are through in thier life cycle, the type of bugs (different bugs lay eggs in different stages of decomposition) as well as the amount.

This is becasue less eggs will be lain on rainy days (so if its fresher and theres no eggs but it rained heavily yesterday the body was dead yesterday) and the bugs will grow at different rate edepnding on the weather (so if it was really hot n humid the cycle will progress faster and thus the body was dead sooner) and also since certain bugs only bury in certain decomp stages we can find out if the body was kept in storage (e.g. only evidence of bugs found after bloat stage) or if it had been moved (bugs from a different area are found in the corpse)

#tw death #tw bugs #tw rot #cips talks #halloween #bad grammer and not correcting because ive had a lot of wine

[undead-deer]

#vulture culture #d.eer #bones #tw dead animal #tw animal death #dead deer #tw rot #tw decay #tw death #deer skull

[edmond-monet]

something is rotting.

the smell pervades the house, wafting through the halls, seeping under the doorframes.

it’s subtle at first. easy to ignore. i turn on a fan and soon enough I’ve gone noseblind.

it’s been three days. I found a little mouse dead on the floor. it’s small. too small.

the smell gets worse. the fan is on all the time now. I put perfume under my nose to block it out. eventually, I grow numb.

a week. there is no escaping it. I have looked everywhere. it has stained all my clothes. It is here, somewhere, the source of it.

it has been months. I cannot leave. I am weak. it affects me constantly.

something is rotting.

it is me. it has always been me.

#short horror story #something is rotting #tw animal death #tw rot #tw decay #horror story #edmond monet #writing #Halloween #spooky season

[anonymous-user-a]

The tunnels of the hideout had seemed to have gotten worse. Rot and viscera coated the walls like a repulsive amateur art project. The beasts had become more frequent and aggressive. Often they'd attack Lance instead of Archer, seemingly wanting to spare their unknowing creator. Archer couldn't help but feel guilty; whatever these beasts were, she'd played a part in their creation and seemingly painful existence - not to mention all the people who must've been hurt by them. Toxin helped cut down the beasts, clearly more tolerant of the near-toxic environment due to its poison typing. Unfortunately, this also meant that the creatures were resistant to Toxin's Cross Poison and Leech Life attacks. Either way, they all made their way through the tunnels that the hideout had consisted of. Luckily, the spin-tiles had been deactivated by the lack of power, making it far easier for them - Lance, mainly, as Archer knew the puzzle's solution like it was second nature due to working there - to get through certain sections.

The hideout wasn't particularly small but, with the corpses strewn about and two people trying to navigate it, it certainly felt both claustrophobic and endless in the worst way possible. Between the two of them, Lance seemed considerably more disturbed by the environment than Archer. It supposed they couldn't blame the Champion; this was likely the first time that he went down here and Archer was far more familiar with this level of gore. He helped Lance as much as possible, often guiding him despite their subordinate disposition and - quite frankly - poor leadership skills, and being as patient as possible despite just wanting it to be over. The environment didn't seem particularly welcoming, even to someone familiar with it - Arceus knows how unsettling it was to someone unfamiliar with it. Together, they pushed forward, Lance mapping out the area as they searched for the source of the creatures and a way to easily dispose of them without causing more harm. After all, it was the least that Archer could do in this self-made hell.

Eventually, most of the rooms had been explored. Only a handful remained, including the freezer room that Archer had halfheartedly attempted to seal on her first foray into the festering tomb. To be blunt, he especially didn't want to go into the freezer room, delaying it as much as possible. After all, that is where the majority of organs and limbs were kept; if it was bad elsewhere, it would be hellish in there. Archer felt sick to their stomach trying to imagine how bad it'd gotten there - and the inevitable look of horror on Lance's face when he realises the true scope of Archer's actions. Maybe he'd finally realise that Archer was too far gone to atone for all his sins, or maybe he'd be too nice and naïve to care - just as long as Archer was trying. Neither possibility seemed particularly appealing. Perhaps it would've been smarter to get it out of the way first, but if they could all immediately leave after dealing with the freezer and therefore avoid the awkwardness that would likely come with working alongside someone who knows it's a monster, that would be optimal.

Of course, they eventually got to the freezer room as the last stop before they returned upstairs to reconvene with the Elite Four and discuss their findings. The door seemed to resist being opened, but there was no way it could be locked with the automatic lock mechanism down. Furthermore, it didn't feel locked exactly - it felt like there was something elastic covering the door and forcing it closed. Working together and pushing the door at the same time, Archer and Lance began to make progress. Though, part of them really wished they hadn't. Sounds of tearing and some sort of cruel approximation of screaming could be heard from the other side of the door. They managed to get the door open enough to see what looked like stretched, torn skin blocking the door. It was like the door had been grown over by some sort of fragile, tearable skin, like a scab forming over a wound. Both of them froze in shock, feeling sick at the uncomfortably organic sight. Lance was clearly braver than Archer, asking Toxin to try to cut open the skin enough for them to get through. Equally unsettled, the Crobat looked towards Archer for confirmation of the command, who nodded in agreement.

With a slash from Toxin's wings, the skin was cleanly sliced through, allowing for the pair to squeeze their way through. Whatever thing that the skin belonged to let out another loud scream, sounding like the cries of hundreds of Pokémon bellowing at once in a terrifying, discordant harmony. It was so loud that it shook the floor, forcing Archer to cover its ears and causing Toxin to bolt around in a panic. After the horrid wail subsided, Lance took Archer's shaking hand, giving them the most encouraging look he could muster. As much as it wanted to run away and leave this place behind, Archer nodded back, as ready to enter into the hell that he made and face the true consequences of her actions as they'd ever be. In all honesty, Archer didn't know why he didn't just abandon Lance to deal with it; it was absolutely not worth the risk for Archer to be involved, but it stayed anyway, regardless of the consequences and a lack of reasoning for doing so. Either way, they entered the freezer room together, hands intertwined as they tried to silently encourage one another to do what they must.

The freezer room barely counted as a room anymore, seeming more like a mouth or stomach. The walls were made out of screaming faces and writhing limbs, all trying to claw at the pair and closing in on them. It seemed to pulsate and breathe, letting out another terrible cry as it grabbed Toxin, seemingly trying to gain more flesh and build upon itself by eating the poor Pokémon alive. The flesh of the wall seemed to be attempting to suffocate the Crobat as it struggled to escape. In a panic, Archer let go of Lance's hand and charged at the wall that grabbed Toxin and attempted to drag the Pokémon back out. It was seemingly futile, only resulting in the corrosive flesh attempting to consume their arms as well. Lance grabbed Archer, helping her in saving Toxin and pulling his arms out of the sentient flesh. Toxin was injured, but it didn't seem fatal; Archer returned the Crobat to its Pokéball with bleeding, shaking hands to allow for the Pokémon to recover.

In the center of the room was an odd machine, seemingly breathing despite being made entirely of non-organic materials. Archer immediately identified it as a GameShark - clearly powering the horrid creature and was likely the source of the beasts tormenting Celadon. This was the heart of all the agony that Archer had accidentally unleashed on the world, beating right in front of them. The device had been used in previous times to allow for the experiments to be successful, seemingly breaking the fabric of reality to allow for it in ways that Archer could never understand. In those times, she simply saw it as a gift from Arceus to the world to its loyal servants - like him - the power to further their individual goals. Now, it was hard to see the device as anything merciful or pleasant - not with the results of it surrounding them.

The grasping, pulsating walls reached for Lance, forcing Archer to respond. Lance struggled against the living rot as Archer used the abomination's focus against it, reaching for the machinery and grabbing it in his palm.

The beast let out another pained cry, letting go of Lance to devote all its power to tearing its creator away from its heart. Archer's body seemed to reject touching the device. It was as if the universe was trying to tear her arm apart, his skin burning and melting away and exposing flesh. They let out a similarly agonised scream as it began to pull the machine out of the desperate abomination clawing at him.

Just as he did when they were saving Toxin, Lance grabbed Archer and began to pull. As they pulled, the abomination seemed to come undone, the bonds that held the rotting limbs together tearing and ripping themselves apart. Blood and viscera leaked from the device, muscles and skin attaching it to the walls. The pair tore at the muscles with desperate ferocity, like trapped animals.

With a sickening snap of the muscles breaking, it came loose, and Archer fell to the floor with the device in his injured hand. Lance hurried towards Archer, trying to make sure she was okay.

The last thing that Archer felt was the uncomfortably warm floor. The last thing that Archer saw was the abomination coming apart and dying. The last thing that Archer heard was Lance insisting that they stay alive. Then, Archer fell unconscious.

When it returned to consciousness, he was in a hospital.

#tw body horror #tw gross #tw rot #ask to tag if i missed anything #off screen interaction #[this is what a meant by living flesh room btw] #[but seriously pls heed the warnings it gets horrific] #long post

[sincura-poetry]

A Poem For 6-3-22.

(TW: Insects.)

There are maggots in my brain,

And slugs in my stomach.

This is it,

No one will ever love me again.

#Poetry #Vent poem #Rot #TW rot #Love #lonley #lonely #vent poem #unlovable #insects #poets on tumblr #Brain #Stomach #tw slugs #slugs #tw maggots #maggots #For you #Fyp #spilled ink #Original poetry #poetumblr

[ask-the-vocatorians]

Rin, what made you give up on the idea of your parents coming home?

Len got really sick. I knew we couldn't stay. It didn't matter if they'd come back or not at that point.

5/6

#vocatorians #rin #len #anon #M!A: 5 Years Young #tw death #tw injury #tw rot #emeto #//Let me know if anything else should be tagged! #//Bread lasted longer in this era -- They waited a little under 2 weeks to raid the top shelf (they already raided the lower one) #//Food storage was mostly canned and jarred. Baked goods. Eggs. Perishables were bought day-of

[assistant-honcho]

man im so glad my dentist phased out the whirling monster that sends bits of teeth and water flying all over the room while you squirm in agony(bad).

#196 #shitposting #curatedtumblr #tw rot #tw dentist #this textbook is from 2000 and its just great sometimes