i’m not the only person in the world who likes grotesque aesthetics, and everything in my tag is either fictional characters/actors in films with cgi/prosthetic modifications (and none of it’s like…gore it’s just weird proportions or too many teeth or other ‘eldritch’ stuff), illustrations or weird animals like a snake with 2 heads so it’s not like i’m hurting anyone. i tag all of it as well, so you can blacklist it if it bothers you.
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hey i said he was a creep i just like the aesthetic. the Concept™️. like look me in the eye and tell me that an 8 foot tall deep-voiced eldritch forest entity with cool tree branch horns who can sing isn’t hot. if it wasn’t for the driving people to the depths of despair and turning them into trees to fuel your soul thing would that not be absolutely ideal.
this ask got me into otgw so here’s my thanks for the good times
aw thanks! this is so encouraging to hear
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thanks! i think your luck helped, because they went well!
i’m gonna try to get hold of a victorian blouse that doesn’t break the bank (but if i can’t get that then i’ll make do with a black lace dress since i own a lot of those and i’ve used them for halloween outfits before) and some high waisted pants with knee-high brown boots, a dark brown cloak, these antlers, yellow color contacts and fangs. also i have a friend who does theatre so i’m hoping to get her to lend me a prop candelabra or lantern (since a real one would be hard to acquire and heavy, not to mention the fire would be hazardous) and a prop scythe. i’m gonna be a forest death god.
eyes drawn all over every exposed bit of skin like ezra miller’s look but more excessive, pair of wings with eyes, eye-themed hair accessories, a skirt or pants with eye patterns on them, and a tshirt that says “↖
MY
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EYES
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ARE
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AROUND
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HERE
↓” in sparkly writing like in that one post. i dont know if its anything to do with camp but its weird and fun and if it helps i could slap some googly eyes and glitter on it.
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youre just trying to get me to admit to being a snufkin kinnie arent you