thatmoththoth - The Words Of A Page Are Strings To Pull
The Words Of A Page Are Strings To Pull

Full time multi fandom shitposter, part time artist.

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Another Tma Oc Shitpost :)

Another Tma Oc Shitpost :)

Another tma oc shitpost :)

Oc here is Thrix my Eye avatar university principal.

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1 year ago

Inktober day 2: “Epidemic”

Adding onto Horrors and Murders (TMA AU)

Inktober Day 2: Epidemic

No one really knows much about the Head of Rot. Sure we know their name and face, but no one ever sees them. We know they live in the city where disease spreads fastest. Sometimes there will be an outbreak of mysterious illnesses. They always spread just enough to make people worry, but never enough to warrant extreme investigation. Sometimes someone will come down with a seemingly innocuous cough that lasts for a week. It will lay dormant untill the spores take root in their lungs and eventually you cough up blood, mushrooms, and spores. It specifically targets those too afraid to visit the doctor. Anyone who touches the blood gets infected aswell. It’s always in the same part of the city that it spreads. The Head of Rot lives there. And they lay dormant within their home until eventually they wake after hibernating for a long period of time. They seem to be a normal human but they bring with them dangerous spores. The Head of Eye once visited them. Only once. He came to give them their Kaijuship Certificate while waiting a hazmat suit for his own safety. There’s no delivery men to take these Certificates to new Head Fears so he has to take matters into his own hands.


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1 year ago

I have come down with the sickness. Also I generally don’t draw finished pieces that much and that’s what I normally share here, and me being sick hasn’t helped. Anyway I got an idea for a new avatar

An eye avatar (may have siblings the are avatars of other powers) who specialises in making spyware

Siblings may be a corruption avatar who also makes computer viruses, but these ones simply infest and spread to all the files of the computer, and even into the hardware as maggots begin to crawl within it.

A web avatar who specialises in ransomware,

Their father was probably just a guy who genuinely enjoyed coding, so he taught them how to, but they ended up using this knowledge for more nefarious purposes, eventually succumbing to their respective powers.


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1 year ago

Tma x mechs crossover au where suddenly, the Toy Soldier and Nikola gain the ability to travel between the two universes and become instant friends. Also Nikola would probably mess with the Mechs crew by pretending to be the toy soldier since she has the same voice as TS and also happens to be an inanimate object. Maybe the Toysoldier would end up being an honorary member of the circus? Jonny’s reaction to seeing nikola would probably end up being 3 words. “Great. There’s two.”

I really need to stop getting au ideas.


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1 year ago

No inktober today because I’ve had a Fucking Day™️

Too emotionally, physically and spiritually exhausted for inktober today. I’ll make up for it by doing two drawings tomorrow 👍

1 year ago

Inktober day 1: “quicksilver”

Adding to story of: Horrors and Murders TMA AU

Inktober Day 1: Quicksilver

Accompanying story below cut. May be triggering to some audiences.

How long have I been here? The door won’t open, as it has been sealed shut by the metallic liquid that seeps through the corners. I have tried so often to get out of this prison to no avail. There’s a mirror. I touched it but I cannot feel it for everything feels numb. Is that? Is that my face? It’s not mine. It’s not mine. It’s *not* mine. How long have I been staring at the figure in the reflection which I am so sure is not me. Sure it moves with me, but it is not me, it can’t be. I just want to go back home. Let me go back home. The corners are flooded and the door won’t budge. Someone please find me and save me. You are my only hope. Find me before the toxins slowly filling my lungs and skin kill me. Please. Whoever is reading this, I hope I am still alive when you read it. I hope you won’t be trapped here as well. I will not die here. I will not die here.. I will not die here… I’m so tired……


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