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Had Free Time At The Office And Decided To Doodle The Trapper



had free time at the office and decided to doodle the trapper
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More Posts from Hollowsween
I advice not reading if you don't like writen depictions of gore or severe body trauma and instestines.
If you do, you may go on...
Someone had captured me, had me prisoner, tortured me.
My stomach still hurts just from remembering it.
With a knife they opened my mouth, that wasn't a big deal for it did not hurt, but then with the same knife they opened my stomach, a huge deep horizontal line, that one really did hurt, but my main worry was my guts falling out, bursting out of my stomach as if it where springs we where talking about. Luckily they didn't.
While i suffered on the cold operation table i failed to see that my captor had gone away and someone else (also bloody and with cuts) hurried me to escape with them.
Just then did i notice that i was captive at my own house, just gloomy and bloody like my now mangled body.
I had a weird feeling in my stomach, like a pull towards the ground, so i went to the nearest mirror to see what was wrong, turns out that, unbeknown to me a "strand" of gut managed to slowly creep out of my sliced stomach and was almost touching the cold floor, i knew i couldn't run like that.
I had to put it back.
i can't even begin to explain the utterly gross feeling of grabing with both hands the slick, slimy surface of the own bloody gut and having to put it back inside your body, i didn't feel any pain though, just that dull numbness like having anesthesia but still being aware of your body.
I grabed it and as i started to place it back inside my body i could feel it moving around trying to find the space where it belonged.
.That's when i woke up.
i was practicing my writing and now I'm crying my eyes out cuz i wrote a super angst story about a dog and his owner
i can't believe myself
this time i drew this at my house


the Oni Yamaoka
I hate him as an enemy
But i love him as a Character, his story and motivations i found interesting
just remembered that none of my friends know i have tumblr
i can be horny on main


after the jolyne fiasco i felt motivated to draw more jojo things, too bad hierophant green is the only thing i managed to draw before getting art block