.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Local Basement Dweller ִ ࣪𖤐

“𝕬 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙’𝖘 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉~” Dead INTJ, Adult Multifandom/OCs/Roleplay & Writing ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Slasher + Monster fucker ₊ ⊹ ;; —ɪᴄᴏɴ: blu3mochi on insta

[paintedonmyteeth]

— 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖉 . . ☆.ᐟ

>> [ she / her ] <<

21 ~ monster fucker + writer ~ ageless / minors dni

𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬. // 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬. // 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲. // 𝐀𝐎𝟑.

© paintedonmyteeth — all rights reserved. do not plagiarize, modify, translate, or repost any of my works.

[killl-ka]

A freshly painted rose.

[yeateav]

when will he return

[enda-the-painter]

I don't know if anyone has come up with this idea before, but it just poped up in my head.

[cryingintheclubdhmu]

BABS.

Tumblr gods, please don't let this get swallowed by the void.

Anyways. I was wondering if the readers are influenced or based on people you know.

I was also wondering about how Eyeless Jack's story is in your AU since there're so many versions of him out there. Is yours different?

Also, can I be 🫍 anon?

A lot of their dynamics are based on me and my friends !!! And some of them are plots that were attached to stories I wrote with/for my loved ones- that’s why they feel so personal to me :pp

And I wouldn’t say EJ’s backstory is completely different from “canon” but it definitely has tweaks. In my version of him, he’s like super old HAHA

The ritual took place a long time ago, like I mean closer to the Salem witch trials kinda old. His parents were also religious and the cult that snatched him up were friends of his dad—

Long dissection of EJ (Babs ver) below !!

His father was also a doctor, while his mother stayed at home (the laws back then Yada Yada.) They did love him though, and he was raised pretty well/respectful considering the times.

The cult incident was not his dad’s fault, but religion ruled their town. Religious psychosis got to Jack’s father a bit, and he wasn’t exactly in the right state of mind. If he was, he probably would’ve stopped EJ from hanging with the cult members.

They weren’t considered outcasts by the town because they kept their real beliefs hidden. Most of it was just the usual teachings, albeit askew, so no one batted an eye until way after the sacrifices got out of hand. But by then it was too late.

Jack was their “final” vessel. All of the other victims failed to host their god, and he was their last hope. Yet it worked in all the wrong ways. While the entity they summoned did come forth, it got bonded to Jack’s soul instead of devouring it entirely.

The demons power was fed by malice and devotion. Greed and hunger. In that moment, Jack was consumed by his rage.

His resentment and hatred for the ones around him synced with the appetite of his possessor, and his resistance was so intense it became a driving force- therefore “saving” his sanity.

The sacrifice was meant to turn Jack into a host, but since his soul fought back, it turned him into a cage. With nowhere to go, the consciousness’s of both him and the summoned became one.

It’s Jack’s heart and mind with the starvation and strength of something otherworldly. His mental state and logic remain unchanged, which is why he’s always the most “stable” of the creeps.

He grew up in a loving home. He had no prior issues regarding personal life and coping mechanisms. It was literally just a freak accident that made him into what he is.

However, despite his circumstances, he adapted decently overtime. His upbringing was peaceful but it’s good to remember when he was born. Things were strict, the world was very cruel to anyone “different.”

His mom and dad tried their best, yet their principles were products of their time. Their love was felt, but it was still objectively conditional in a lot of ways. And that’s not mentioning the roles he’d been forced into since birth because of the nature of their town.

There is a certain freedom that comes with being what he is. A freedom that would never have been available to him if he stayed human. So he does appreciate that aspect even if he loathes the others.

Jack was considered a prodigy, and expected to surpass his father in the field. He loves knowledge and learning the intricacies of the human body along with its psychology. Being immortal is very convenient when evolution is never ending.

That’s why he knows so many languages. I don’t really talk about it often, but in Sweet Meat, he calls reader Latin nicknames since that was one of the first dialects he became fluent in.

His age is also why he’s the most aware and strict about being respectful to civilians overall. I always throw in Jack’s moral compass in drabbles, but he’ll literally lecture Jeff if he says something distasteful about women.

Jack has seen how people deemed lesser than get treated by people who would clasp him on the shoulder fondly. Those interactions stuck with him, and he analyzed them more and more as time went on.

The years have taught him to pay extra attention to how he carries himself- man-eater or not, his principles are drilled into him. He doesn’t take pleasure in scaring people or consuming flesh, and he’ll go out of his way to eat sleazy men if he sees them.

There have been many nights when he’d already had his fill, but he noticed some girl getting followed. He’ll drag the guy into the trees before she even realizes there’s a threat and save the meat for later after dismembering him.

Jack hates anyone unnecessarily cruel and people who aren’t aware of their privilege/where they stand in the world. He’s been alive too long, seen too much to simply brush it off.

His eye genuinely starts twitching if he overhears someone badmouthing their partner for no reason or if they’re being plain ignorant.

TLDR: Cannibal maybe, so woke he’s raising the dead, definitely.

EJ when he smells even a hint of bigotry in your tone ^

[godlyambrosia]

Ultrakill in the backrooms trend

It might be SUPER late,,,,

[blackanimegirl25]

IFHY- Janka fic inspired by TtC

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

A Zanka-centric fic where he becomes the delusional stalker, craving for his enemy's approval, slowly giving into obsession. a short one-shot fic I made a bit ago, but it is my personal fav since I love writing like this~

Art by @ssenvaniac on Twitter

[solriart]

janka x paparazzi

more stalker x stalker au, this time in video format

man, i was kicking myself the whole time, saying— i want to get better at animating, agghh!!!

[seqretheart]

Human nature - Creepypasta

𑣲⋆ Synopsis ! : Attractive things they do | wc : 2.3k

𑣲⋆ Characters ! Ticci Toby, Jeff the Killer, Eyeless Jack, Masky, Hoodie, Homicidal Liu & Ben Drowned x fem!reader {separate}

𑣲⋆ warnings : smut | fem!reader | suggestive | cunnilingus | dry humping | implied sex | weed use | mirror sex | mention of sex tapes | vaginal fingering | slight asphyxiation | use of 'slut' once | subtle dacryphilia | mention of spanking | mentions of filming sex |

▶︎၊၊||၊|။|||||။၊|။ Now playing : Human nature - Madonna

Ticci Toby

Purposefully playfights you to get you underneath him.

He knows he can put you on your ass in seconds, despite his lean frame he's hiding hardened muscle and strength under that hoodie of his, he really just enjoys feeling you squirm underneath him - bucking your hips up into his to try and shift his weight off you - not realising he's already hard and twitching against your thigh. Your arms are pinned to the grass above your head, wrists grasped in one of his hands as he now shamelessly ruts into your clothed heat, forcing a moan from your throat at the friction of denim grinding up against you. You'd say you didn't know it was going to end this way - but let's be realistic - when the same scenario has happened so many times you'd think the past was repeating itself, what did you expect?

Kisses all the way up from your ankle to the inside of your thigh before going down on you.

It's so heady, the way he presses open mouthed kisses in a worshipful trail up your leg, smearing saliva from the open gash in his cheek across your smooth skin. He affectionately nips at the junction between your thigh and your dripping heat, huffing out an amused laugh when you whine and tangle your fingers in his messy hair, dragging his head closer to where you're throbbing with need for him. "Mmm- so g-good for me pre- p-pretty girl.", mumbled into the sticky mess of your pussy, sending vibrations sparking like fire up your arched spine. He pulls away, only to mouth and bite up the other leg, hoisting that one over his shoulders too - rubbing his slick coated thumb in reassuring circles on your trembling ankle.

Jeff the Killer

"Oh Yeah?"

Oh it's so infuriating, and so attractive at the same time. You could be mid-argument, calling him an asshole for whatever he's done this week - left a hoodie wet with fresh blood staining your sofa, come over at 3am with no notice and made you think someone had broken in, practically shoved you out of your own bed and stolen your entire duvet, it could really be anything - but when he throws you that smug little "Oh yeah? You mad baby?", you know it's a losing game. You don't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that the amused, cocky smirk on his face and the way he's leaning on the doorframe of your bedroom has your panties getting damp, but you're pretty sure by the way his expression widens into a grin - he already knows exactly what it does to you.

Forces you to watch him fuck you in the mirror.

You're on all fours, barely holding yourself up on trembling arms as Jeff drives his cock into you again and again, one arm wound around your hips to drag you back in time with every thrust. You moan, high and needy, only to be cut off when his free hand suddenly clasps around your throat, hauling your torso upright and back against his so you're practically vertical. Only then do you notice the long mirror leant against the wall at the foot of his bed, even as your head spins from the dizzying pressure from the bruising grip he has on your neck. "Go on babe, look.', You feel the words smeared against your shoulder as he sucks hard, leaving another mark no doubt, 'Hah- such a slut for me.". The pressure on your neck lessens but doesn't vanish, leaving you to take short whistling gasps of air, but still being forced to stare at the obscene sight reflected back at you - slick mess being forced out of your cunt around his cock and dripping down your thighs, red blooming marks wet with fresh blood where your skin has broken under his canines scattered like loose petals across your neck and shoulders, cheeks damp with tear tracks. It has you clenching around him, driving a deep groan from Jeff's throat and another clamp of his hand around your neck, making your head spin with lightheaded ecstasy.

Eyeless Jack

Watches you when you're not looking.

You can feel it all the time, the heavy weight of his gaze following your movements like a predator tracking it's prey. Maybe it's the fact you've been prancing around his lab like the world's most tempting distraction in those tiny sleep shorts you know have his composure fraying at the edges - but hey, who can prove you came in here in material so thin he can practically see the outline of your cunt on purpose? You can all but sense him lingering on every curve of your body, and the thought of him engraving the sight of you into his mind has that flimsy material more soaked than you'd like to admit.

Leaves bite marks in trails up your body that stay for days.

You catch the edge of red blooming on your collarbone in the edge of the bathroom mirror the morning after, circling back only to see every bare inch of skin littered with deep indents already bruising blue and purple - all the way from your neck, down your back to the end of the trail at your ankle. They're animalistic in arrangement, no real placement or calculation like you'd expect from Jack, simply markers of carnal need printed onto skin. Your fingers skim the dents, noticing the dried blood around where the outline of his teeth is deepest - and feeling the heat pool in your stomach at the memory of it.

Masky

Grabs your chin to force you to make eye contact.

He's balls deep, thrusting so hard your body jolts up so far you're almost hitting the headboard every time his hips meet yours with a heavy 'thwack!', pelvis grinding against your twitching clit and sending the first sparks of your orgasm lighting the nerves along your inner thighs alight. You turn your head into the pillow, damp with sweat, grasping and twisting the sheets in your hands as you squirm away from the pleasure - before a firm hand clutches your chin, forcing your gaze upwards. "Look at me sugar.", Tim drawls, forcing the thumb of the hand that's tilting your chin up in between your lips, feeling the vibrations of every low whine and moan you let out, "Don't run from it.". You do, because what other choice do you have? That, and the fact that you have to watch as the edge of his lips curl in smug satisfaction at the sight of you unravelling underneath him has you wanting more already.

Has a polaroid nude of you in his wallet for when he's away on missions.

What can he say? Tim's a man with needs, and his needs are - partially - resolved with the sight of you barely covered by scandalous black lace that's tucked safely into the worn leather of his wallet, facing inwards of course, he doesn't need Brian or - god forbid - Toby, seeing his woman in such a position. While nothing compares to feeling the textured material under his thumbs as he brushes them over your peaked nipples or traces the edge of your panties before tugging them down, being able to see you sinking two fingers inside yourself, the other tugging lace to the side, beats having to imagine it himself. Not that he couldn't, trust him, he's got every curve and inch of your body burned onto the inside of his eyelids - he just likes the physical evidence.

Hoodie

Moves you by the hips.

It's like second nature, the way he manhandles you so casually. You could be stood at the counter, and suddenly there's pressure at your hips as he shifts you just shy of the cabinet above your head, grabbing something and then walking off. It's not inherently erotic, yet the unceremonious display of dominance just has your insides twisting with want. You're starting to think he's figured it out, now taking every opportunity to shift your body, lifting you to perch on countertops like you weigh nothing, setting you aside to reach something in his toolbox as he's working on his truck, grasping your hip with a firm hand before you can knock part of a disassembled sniper off the table on accident. And every time he plays innocent, as if he wonders why he ends up with a needy girlfriend in his lap every time he manoeuvres you around.

Makes you get yourself off to the sex tapes you've filmed - while he watches you.

He's got that old camcorder that never seems to leave his side plugged into the laptop resting at the foot of the bed, reflecting a grainy video - zoomed in on the sight of his cock sinking in and out of your drenched cunt as you're bent over the arm of the couch - back at you. You moan, half embarrassed and half so turned on that you can hardly believe it, as you sink two fingers into the slick mess between your legs. Your eyes flick over to Brian, leant back into the slightly worn leather of the armchair, thighs spread as he palms the bulge in his jeans. "Watch the video dolly, don't look at me.", you tear your gaze away reluctantly, turning back to watch just as video-Brian's hand cracks down on your ass, leaving a faintly scarlet handprint forming in it's place - so visceral you can practically still feel the sting lingering on your skin. You can feel the weight of his stare from metres away, watching with half lidded eyes as you bring yourself closer and closer to the edge of pleasure, and hey, maybe he'll film this too, for the next time he feels like torturing you with the evidence of how needy you are in your desire for him.

Liu Woods/Sully

Whispers praise between heated kisses. {Liu}

He's got you pressed to the wall, flush to his heaving chest as his mouth moves against yours, tongue slipping between your lips when they part around a shaky moan. One hand snakes around to cradle the back of your head, giving you no room to part from his tongue sliding against yours as he runs it over the sharp points of your canines, the other skirting down your side, caressing the curve of your waist to settle on your hip. He draws back hardly an inch when your nails begin to dig a little too tight into his shoulders, allowing you to draw in inordinate lungfuls of air as he smears gentle kisses down the unmarked slope of your neck. "My pretty girl...', he murmurs the words into the freshly blooming mark under your jaw, 'so good for me, always." You've had barely 30 seconds to breathe before his tongue is back in your mouth, greedily swallowing every little breathy moan you let out, groaning low when you cant your hips up into his. He pulls away again seconds later, dipping his forehead to rest on yours, lips still so close you're sharing every dizzying inhale. "Hahh... you're beautiful like this, you know?" he whispers against your cheek, you whine, threading your arms together behind his neck, and his mouth is back on yours - only this time he's kissing a little harder and the hand at your hip is busying itself with the zipper of your jeans.

Mocking sympathy. {Sully}

"Aw, does it hurt?', he says it in that condescending tone he knows makes your spine arch just that little bit harder, 'poor baby." You can make out the cocky curve of his lips through your murky vision, blurred with tears that bead at your waterline and leave damp trails down your cheeks. Your legs stay hooked over his hips, tremoring every time the head of his cock grinds deep into that sweet spot inside you and his free hand glides over your abdomen, pressing down onto the faint outline of him distending your stomach. It's Liu's face that leans in to swipe the salty tracks on your face off with his tongue, grinning with wolfish satisfaction, but it's not your Liu that laughs dark under his breath, "Aw, too much? Need me to slow down?", before snapping his hips into yours with even more brute force than before.

Ben Drowned

Shotguns his blunt into your mouth.

It's intoxicating, the way his thumb traces your spit coated lower lip, parting them for him before blowing a cloud of heated smoke into your lungs. He does it so effortlessly, tapping the blackening ash off into that stupid minecraft ash tray you got him months ago without even having to look at what he's doing. Your mind blurs with each hazy inhale, anchoring yourself in the weight of the inky jet pools staring back at you - ignoring the smug little smirk he has on his face. He rubs his thumb across your lip once more, smearing a track of saliva down your chin with a breathy laugh before withdrawing, tugging you down onto his shoulder as he leans back onto his bed, illuminated by the glow of monitors that outline the next billowing cloud of smoke that he exhales.

Sits you on his lap while he games.

He drags your hips on top of his the second you sit down, facing you towards the harsh glare of a monitor while his arms settle loosely around your waist, grasping the controller in front of you. You're not sure if his goal all along was to draw your attention to his nimble fingers, the way they moved with such precise speed across the controller, flicking the joysticks up and down - faintly reminding you of something else... Well he was practically begging you to ride his fingers by doing that. Which is how you ended up with three slender fingers curling and prodding at your most sensitive spot as you muffled high-pitched cries of pleasure in his neck. "So needy for me babe, heh.", he laughs while deft fingers continue their relentless rhythm inside of your clenching walls as he brings his thumb to your throbbing clit, flicking up and up repeatedly.

A/N: Going back to my roots (ᵕ—ᴗ—) I need Toby & Jeff sb...

©2026 seqretheart please don't repost any of my work on any other site, copy, modify, claim as your own or feed into ai.

[ejkiory]

Random art of Ej again I guess..

[kotori-mochi]

Can't afford art school?

After seeing post like this 👇

And this gem 👇

As well as countless of others from the AI generator community. Just talking about how "inaccessible art" is, I decided why not show how wrong these guys are while also helping anyone who actually wants to learn.

Here is the first one ART TEACHERS! There are plenty online and in places like youtube.

📺Here is my list:

Proko (Free, mostly teaches anatomy and how to draw people. But does have art talks and teaches the basics.)

Marc Brunet (Free but he does have other classes for a cheap price. Use to work for Blizzard and teaches you everything)

Aaron Rutten (free, tips about art, talks about art programs and the best products for digital art)

BoroCG (free, teaches a verity of art mediums from 3D modeling to digital painting. As well as some tips that can be used across styles)

Jesse J. Jones (free, talks about animating)

Jesus Conde (free, teaches digital painting and has classes in Spanish)

Mohammed Agbadi (free, he gives some advice in some videos and talks about art)

Ross Draws (free, he does have other classes for a good price. Mostly teaching character designs and simple backgrounds.)

SamDoesArts (free, gives good advice and critiques)

Drawfee Show (free, they do give some good advice and great inspiration)

The Art of Aaron Blaise ( useful tips for digital art and animation. Was an animator for Disney. Mostly nature art)

Bobby Chiu ( useful tips and interviews with artist who are in the industry or making a living as artist)

Sinix Design (has some tips on drawing people)

Winged canvas (art school for free on a verity of mediums)

Bob Ross (just a good time, learn how to paint, as well as how too relax when doing art. "there are no mistakes only happy accidents", this channel also provides tips from another artist)

Scott Christian Sava (Inspiration and provides tips and advice)

Pikat (art advice and critiques)

Drawbox (a suggested cheap online art school, made of a community of artist)

Skillshare (A cheap learning site that has art classes ranging from traditional to digital. As well as Animation and tutorials on art programs. All under one price, in the USA it's around $34 a month)

Human anatomy for artist (not a video or teacher but the site is full of awesome refs to practice and get better at anatomy)

Second part BOOKS, I have collected some books that have helped me and might help others.

📚Here is my list:

The "how to draw manga" series produced by Graphic-sha. These are for manga artist but they give great advice and information.

"Creating characters with personality" by Tom Bancroft. A great book that can help not just people who draw cartoons but also realistic ones. As it helps you with facial ques and how to make a character interesting.

"Albinus on anatomy" by Robert Beverly Hale and Terence Coyle. Great book to help someone learn basic anatomy.

"Artistic Anatomy" by Dr. Paul Richer and Robert Beverly Hale. A good book if you want to go further in-depth with anatomy.

"Directing the story" by Francis Glebas. A good book if you want to Story board or make comics.

"Animal Anatomy for Artists" by Eliot Goldfinger. A good book for if you want to draw animals or creatures.

"Constructive Anatomy: with almost 500 illustrations" by George B. Bridgman. A great book to help you block out shadows in your figures and see them in a more 3 diamantine way.

"Dynamic Anatomy: Revised and expand" by Burne Hogarth. A book that shows how to block out shapes and easily understand what you are looking out. When it comes to human subjects.

"An Atlas of animal anatomy for artist" by W. Ellenberger and H. Dittrich and H. Baum. This is another good one for people who want to draw animals or creatures.

Etherington Brothers, they make books and have a free blog with art tips.

📝As for Supplies, I recommend starting out cheap, buying Pencils and art paper at dollar tree or 5 below. If you want to go fancy Michaels is always a good place for traditional supplies. They also get in some good sales and discounts. For digital art, I recommend not starting with a screen art drawing tablet as they are usually more expensive.

For the Best art Tablet I recommend either Xp-pen, Bamboo or Huion. Some can range from about 40$ to the thousands.

💻As for art programs here is a list of Free to pay.

Clip Studio paint ( you can choose to pay once or sub and get updates. Galaxy, Windows, macOS, iPad, iPhone, Android, or Chromebook device. )

Procreate ( pay once for $9.99 usd, IPAD & IPHONE ONLY)

Blender (for 3D modules/sculpting, animation and more. Free)

PaintTool SAI (pay but has a 31 day free trail)

Krita (Free)

mypaint (free)

FireAlpaca (free)

Aseprite ($19.99 usd but has a free trail, for pixel art Windows & macOS)

Drawpile (free and for if you want to draw with others)

IbisPaint (free, phone app ONLY)

Medibang (free, IPAD, Android and PC)

NOTE: Some of these can work on almost any computer like Clip and Sai but others will require a bit stronger computer like Blender. Please check their sites for if your computer is compatible.

So do with this information as you will but as you can tell there are ways to learn how to become an artist, without breaking the bank. The only thing that might be stopping YOU from using any of these things, is YOU.

I have made time to learn to draw and many artist have too. Either in-between working two jobs or taking care of your family and a job or regular school and chores. YOU just have to take the time or use some time management, it really doesn't take long to practice for like an hour or less. YOU also don't have to do it every day, just once or three times a week is fine.

Hope this was helpful and have a great day.

"also apologies for any spelling or grammar errors, I have Dyslexia and it makes my brain go XP when it comes to speech or writing"

[animalphotorefs]

Boosting this in case any of the programs and books suggested are useful.

All the photos on this tumblr ad the animal photo reference site I run is another resource available for artists to use!

As long as you’re not using AI to create your art, you can reference / trace / draw / recombine / make any sort of art you want, with any of the photos, for free.

[reo-speeddragon]

There's also MORPHO, a really good book series on anatomy by Michel Lauricella, with very clear explanations and sketches!

And for pose references, there's @adorkastock who shares a ton of them for free, with different models and props, and her website is amazing <3 you can also buy pose packs from her.

[icedcoolatta]

my honest thoughts

[mintchipmalt]

Some art I made to practice designs n old art styles :)

[neqrophage]

Vices & Virtues :: Redraw

| Vices & Virtues :: Written by @i-write-shakespeare-not-disney on AO3. | Lordy this is a long overdo redraw. The first was drawn sometime in January, and it has been nagging at me to redraw it and do this scene the justice it deserves (hopefully). This fic absolutely means the world to me, Phoenix's writing holds a special place in my heart and they deserve the world oh my goodness. Thank you for sharing your writing with all of us!! I had a whole lot of fun redrawing this piece for you <3 | Text version & headshots below

[dastiss]

[imjabbingit]

[ooppo]

In which case Zanka brings Jabber back to HQ