#Gutless

[angelflvrs]

[rosebdraws]

In another life ✨

/crops of my graphic novel cast in a modern au. full pieces on my patreon 💫

[she-might-be-waking-up]

[missxworldd]

𝐻𖦹𝐿𝐸

𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒄 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒄 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒖𝒔 𝑹𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒖𝒔 𝑺𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆, 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑮𝒖𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔

[porcelaincvnt666]

trying 2 live through this but all my friends are embryonic and all friends are dead and gone and u can try to suck me dry but there's nothing left 2 suck ⊹⋆.ೃ࿔*

⊹⋆.ೃ࿔*🫀🫀🫀

[ 1st photo is mine, 2nd from @iheartisobel on pinterest ]

[cremationisirreversible]

𝕲𝖚𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘 – 𝔅𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔡 𝔄𝔫𝔡 ℌ𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔥𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤

HIGH IMPACT VIOLENCE / Dark Descent Records / 2024

[drondskaath]

Gutless | High Impact Violence | 22nd November, 2024

Australian Death Metal

Artwork by Jesse Webb

[alma3737]

all my friends are embryonic

all my friends are dead and gone

all my friends are microscopic

all my friends wake up alone

girl germs eat your little virus

revolution come and died

will you lead us into virus

sleep with me, wake up alive

[exai]

nina salka / kinji kitajima / minh phan

a while back i drew portraits of characters from my 2022 game GUTLESS which is a story about an expedition (doomed voyage) into the deep sea (rock bottom).

i still really like these. also never revealed the full names of salka and minh (no real reason to) so there u go... tumblr exclusive... thank u @holocephal1 for reminding me to actually post about this game on here LOL

[holocephal1]

play gutless

[haraiva]

hey um hi. i played gutless and promptly went into a haze and then when i woke up this was on my screen. uhhh. incredible game thank you for making it.

this rocks! ive been meaning to draw a similar piece for fun and this is everything i wanted and then some.

thank you so much for playing and enjoying the game! i still have a huge soft spot for it and the characters in it lol.

i need to make a proper post to 'promote' it on here... one day...

[thethcministry]

[wendig1rl]

I don't really miss God,

But I sure miss Santa Claus.

[onenakedfarmer]

Fucking coward.

[weepingmirabilis]

Gutless, 1:

Chapter one: Coffin Nails and Railroad spikes

Tw for gore as fitting to werewolves and vampires mentioned, but nothing in depth.

A/N: Hello, this is my first chapter in my first fic, effectively a prologue. This does not contain any whump. It is setting the scene.

Note that I do not have proof readers or anything yet so i am Just Hoping.

Keep reading below:

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“Have you ever, truly, considered therapy?”

What odd words, from a man who eats people to keep living.

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A tall, thin man sat at his table, his partners surrounded on the other sides. Breakfast was an odd task for such a… diverse group. An incubus does not eat. The vampires do, but not easily. The werewolf keeps eating raw steak.

At least the pet rabbits are normal.

Theoretically, at least.

Sam, lurched over the table, stared at his nails, picking at the cuticle of one. He needed to redo them.

Ren read his book. Akio stared out the window. Ethan on his phone.

Silent. It was 3 AM regardless.

Slowly, Sam tilted his head back up and looked at Ren.

“..Do we have food..?”

“Mm. Always. We always have food, you know that.”

A small chuckle from Akio.

“I know. I.. fuck, sorry, I know.”

“I’m not mad. I'm just telling you, Sam. You should stop worrying about that.”

Sam nodded, looking back down to his reflection in the lacquer of the table, the small scratches left from him, his hair gently shining under the chandelier hanging above them. It was always frightening, asking what to eat, asking when to eat. He knew he could, but it just felt rude.

Not that it mattered in the slightest bit to the other three.

“Have you ever, truly, considered therapy?”

Sam's breath hitched slightly, he kept his gaze to the table and just the table. Not bearing to look up.

“No.. I don't intend on going back. I think they just made me worse..”

“Mm. You are dead, that is hard to improve.”

Akio laughed from across the table, looking back to the rest,

“As if you didn't bring him back. C’mon. Therapy wouldn't do shit for him, you know that.”

He stood, placing his chair under the table one-handed. Walking to the kitchen, opening the fridge and rustling around.

“We don't have anything.”

Ren laughed. “You always say that.”

“Its fucking true. You don't buy us anything.”

“You can go to the store, dear. You have money.”

“That requires showing myself.”

They bickered. Sam stared at Ethan, half zoned out. Words were static in his head.

“..You need sleep, don't you, baby?”

“Don’t wanna..”

Ethan stood from his chair, walking over to Sam and beginning to bury a hand onto Sam’s head. Gently scratching his scalp.

“Go to bed. I’ll take you. You don't have to eat right now, okay? I’ll take you.”

Sam sighed, before letting himself be escorted to his room, where he sat on his bed, braiding his hair loosely before laying under the blankets. Ethan laid beside him, placing loose arms around his waist.

“Do you think… do you think they still love me..?”

“What makes you ask that?”

“..I’m just scared.”

[diamonddddd]

these songs are for grunge female power lovers ... the genres are grunge and alt rock/alt.