† LORD OF THE WOOD †

UNDER HEAVY CO.

[arielshepard]

SUPERMASSIVE BLACK HOLE

Black tentacles reach for another another, two magnificently horrific beings embracing, beloved kin adoring beloved kin & O how the Emperor adores Shub-Niggurath. ( A thousand blessings for the Allmother. A thousand blessings for her thousand children. Iä. Iä. ) Her touch is gentle & cold. Long & spidery fingers, sharp bejeweled talons trace hundreds of eyes & hundreds of thousands of mouths, blessing each one.

❝ Syha'h’fhalma. ❞ The cosmic tongue is given immense weight with the teeth-rattling baritone of her voice. She calls her the Eternal Mother. Black lips press against her eldritch countenance. ❝ I have missed you dearly. ❞

{ @nggrth }

[nggrth-blog]

          BLACK  EMPEROR,  CHILD  OF  DEAD  STARS!!  O  ariel, sweet as the blood of comets!! the outer god seeps into the embrace, all void-cloud blessings && tender obsidian touch. rectangular pupils grow, grow!! enveloping the Allmother && reshaping her almost-human.      “  c’uh’e, the planets have not thy beauty. how fare thee, mother-kin? “ ancient tongues drool foulest ichor. theirs is a bond no mortal mind could conjure; a motherhood perverted with the horror of it’s spawns. endless are the tides of their dearest children ( brood of the forests, brood of the stars!! ) && in this parody of family, these unholy beings are the closest to love.      though time is nothing to they in the court of AZATHOTH, nonetheless the black goat admits to a certain longing, the words all too human misplaced in her wildshaped maws.   “  we too, have missed thee.  “

[diimm-a]

the holy trinity:

nyarlathotep, shub nigpurrath, & cathulu

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exclusive image of actual goat-cat (aka goat) shub nigpurrath

[diimm-a]

@nggrth

HOOVES & CLAWS fused the same; flesh was not flesh, but the plasma bursting from suns, each pore grazing as a moon-hollowed crater.  time failed to pass under the will of the herald, for they made their nest in eternity.  he blinked —— lazily, lovingly, too many eyes swallowed by abyssal dark.  they were absorbed & surfaced with constant fluidity, a beauty reserved only for their kind, each dancing about her form in a scattered concentration of stygian sclera & burning embers.  " oh, shogg'fhalma, shogg'fhalma… “  their forbidden tongue could sever minds at the seams, but in familiar company, they d-d-dripped from widened fangs like honey, ” when have i last had a fitting coven?  i YEARN for eager SACRIFICE. “

[nggrth-blog]

          SHE  COALESCES  ‘ROUND  his  own  formless  being  with  gentle  bedeviling.  where  Her  beloved   BLACK  KING  is  incandescent  sclera  She  is  the  vacuous  dance  of  seven  thousand  hooves,  cloven  spurs  that  can  rip  &&  tear  (  yet  are  upon  Her  lover’s  husk  warm  caress!!  ).  starlit  maws  yawn  as  parodies  of  the  oculus,  fissures  within  an  abyss  -   “  Y’AZATH!!  y’shaggnaiih...  “   -  in  great  gaping  spreads  about  the  void-sheep  that  forms  Her,  peppering  the  CRAWLING  CHAOS  with  kisses  oily  &&  perverse.  it  is  a  custom  of  the  flesh-ones,  this  veneration  of  the  mouth,  one  that  has  charmed  the  outer-one  in  its  primitivity.  it  suits  them,  She  thinks,  &&  it  is  in  mockery  She  grants  these  earthly  affections  to  they  much  greater  than  flesh.  “ iä,  we  feel  thy  longings,  O  Y’SHAGGNAIIH,  KING  OF  KINGS.  the  court  in  the  stars  is  emptied  of  pleasures  besides  thy  body.  “  they  speak  no  more  than  oceans  speak :  deep  unfathomable  things  that  move  &&  accord  without  true  enunciation,  without  true  voice.  theirs  is  the  realm  of  the  is  not;  of  the  should-not-be,  of  blasphemies  like  the  sweetness  of  the  Black  Goat’s  world-rending  susur.

[lcvelymemes]

♥ THE WITCHER SENTENCE STARTERS ↳ feel free to adjust sentences to make it fit your muse better!

❛ You’re making a mistake. This man’s a murderer. ❜

❛ It’s a sign of the times. New customs and fashions. ❜

❛ I’m a relic, someone from the past, so I’m rather attached to the old customs. ❜

❛ I see a blind fanatic about to perish. ❜

❛ I carry out orders others are incapable of executing. ❜

❛ They say there are no innocents at war. ❜

❛ I am not for sale. ❜

❛ A strange thing, fate. ❜

❛ What would you do if you were free? ❜

❛ I have to kill you. ❜

❛ Why do you hound me? ❜

❛ They followed their leader too blindly. ❜

❛ They say that progress illuminates the darkness. ❜

❛ I mistook stars reflected in a pond at night for those in the sky. ❜

❛ I hate portals. ❜

❛ I think you’re a complete idiot. ❜

❛ I hear you have an imp problem. Or was that an imp-perfection in the notice. ❜

❛ Both are for monsters. ❜

❛ Don’t you ever come back or I’ll rip off your legs and shove them so far up your arse you’ll have toes for teeth! ❜

❛ Summon the bitches! ❜

❛ What the sandwich fuck is this? ❜

❛ I will protect her. As best I can. I will kill. I will kill mercilessly… ❜

❛ If I’m to choose between one evil and another, I’d rather not choose at all. ❜

❛ Let me put it this way: wham-wham mans again, I’ll swish-a-swash-a-swunk you. ❜

❛ What do you think about? ❜

❛ Why do pricks go in cunts?! ❜

❛ You make as good a fisherman as a goat’s arse makes a trumpet. ❜

❛ Mmm… Thanks bunches. ❜

❛ Your mother sucks dwarf cock! ❜

❛ Be kind to dopplers… and also to fish. ❜

❛ I’m going to rip off your melon and shit down your neck! ❜

❛ Know when a legend becomes a prophecy? When it gains believers. ❜

❛ They drove me from the village. ❜

❛ I’m a freak too. ❜

❛ Slap a noonwraith’s tits, you’re a bigger rag-picker than me. ❜

❛ May your beard grow robust and free. ❜

❛ Well, bring out the gimp. ❜

❛ I knew too much studying was bad for you. ❜

❛ You’ll look fuckin’ amazin’. On top of me. ❜

❛ They smeared your ass with honey yet? ❜

[nggrth-blog]

i love u enough to endure being called a furry for associating w u :^/

BABE,,, babe i cried

[arielshepard]

diimm.

hello!!  if you would be interested in interacting with GAUNTER O’DIMM of the witcher series, could you please like / reblog this post?  this blog explores faustian bargains, incarnations of evil, polymorphic vagrants, & soul-devouring damnation with heavy influences taken from h.p. lovecraft’s NYARLATHOTEP.

my body is a temple. from a lovecraft story. cyclopean and squamous, full of unknowable angles

[heartsnmagic]

[cadaver-kid]

[meme-cafe]

Send me a “ 📚 “ for my muse to speak another language to your muse.

[blue-voids]

Eoin Mc Hugh - The Ground Itself is Kind,  Black Butter, 2014

[nggrth-blog]

OUTOFWOODS;       me, desperately trying to be present & active here : sweats. i forgot to draft a bunch of replies so pls like this/hmu if i owe u something ;A;

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OUTOFWOODS.    in case anyone ever doubted my love for @diimm

[melisica]

(by Vincent Gouriou)

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feveroasis:

*accidentally purposely turns conversation sexual*

[spectrien-deactivated20211022]

[nggrth-blog]

spectrien:

3. FORCE OF NATURE;                           HE IS THE DEVIL,                                  HE IS SMOKE.

[nggrth-blog]

REPOST, DON’T REBLOG. TAGGED BY: @diimm​ wow what a loser TAGGING: nobody bc im lazy

▌face claim • goat ▌name  •  Shub-Niggurath, The Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Dark Young, the Allmother, the Wife of the Not-to-be-Named-One, the Great God Pan ▌age • x ▌height •  Varying, main around 7′6″ ▌species •  Outer God ▌gender  •  Female ▌nationality  •  Cosmic ▌birthday •  Every full moon! ▌sun sign •  x ▌residence •  The Court of Azathoth ▌marital status  •  Possibly married to Hastur the Yellow God.  ▌drink  •  milk, blood ▌food •  sexual energy probably ▌day or night •  Night. ▌snacks •  flesh, preferably of humans, usually of wild animals ▌songs  •  Dir en Grey : Sa Bir ▌pet •  none ▌color  •  grey, brown, black, green ▌flower  •  dandelions, wildflowers ▌sexuality •  pansexual panromantic & hungry ▌body type  •  extremely skinny ▌eye color •  bright yellow with horizontal pupils ▌hair color •  dark brown/grey