u/binnicula

3 recent works of mine in ms paint TW for mild gore and genitalia/reproductive organs imagery !!

3 recent works of mine in ms paint TW for mild gore and genitalia/reproductive organs imagery !!

Baggage

Mother

Alien? Cat? Alien Taking Cat Form? Who Knows. (made in ms paint + finalized in ibis)

i've been trying to get back into art recently and making things that come from both the worst and bests parts of my brain have shown succession. i'm only a beginner artist (prior to my forced art break i had only been drawing only a month) and going from drawing on my phone to drawing with a mouse has been a surprisingly fun switch, it's more limited but it leads to more creativity :)

reddit.com
u/binnicula — 2 days ago

bunny

shittily made in ms paint and inspired by recent dug up csa trauma that i desperately want to burn die and not exist !! thank you man i share a biological connection with, you've ruined me

u/binnicula — 4 days ago

The Smallest Soldier (cw: implied csa, ptsd, drug abuse)

(please lmk if I need a different flair or I need to add a better warning, I've never posted my writing anywhere but I'm interested to hear anyone's thoughts if they have any. I'm not very confident in my writing and I'm trying to be more brave. I'm sorry if my writing style is really juvenile)

The tiny high pitched creak an old floorboard makes in contact with unfamiliar feet, the obvious but still sharp metallic cock of a gun, the colorful bursts of carbon highlighting the night sky, the lingering cult of marveled mouths it leaves behind.

An inability to escape at night from the dull abdominal ache and a crimson dampening the small garment between stick legs. A soldier's glazed and empty eyes as his iron coats the clutched hand of another.

Death to one is death to all, we both cower when a heavy foot is near.

The lower inflection common within billions of voices, so grating and agonizing as it twists its way through your cranium. The air is thick, you are paper. Soon all you hear is the booming of your chest. You hope your ribcage protects you this time, maybe your heart beats its way out instead. Again and again the silence keys in and out. Questions race for frontier. Do they sense you sensing them? are your heartbeats intertwined, sewn together by an unfortunate Biology? Can you save yourself in time? Others? Danger? Danger. How do you still breathe when your lungs get so still? Why does the war persist years after passing? Why does the battle continue insisting itself upon you? To continue in normalcy you assess your threats, your heart slows, your breath evens. Your eyes close at night to be met with the the vivid memory of the muzzle staring you down. The eyes meet the muzzle before light leaves. The darkness behind certain eyes absorbs light just as efficiently. You meet those eyes, you meet that gun. Bloodshed in memories, fallen soldiers and their skin.

I am a soldier; at 2 and a half feet, I stand. My legs sunken and dragged behind in the play sand. To battle, I will march with my bow in hand. A veterinarian someday I will be when I cross the seven seas, carrying my severed heads beyond all the lands. Talentless I remain, bitter with a new desire for adoration or fame.

I am a soldier at 4 and a half feet. I stand, cross in my way? eat A handful of sand. To battle, I will march with my gun in hand. All will look as I gloat and remind them I'm no hoax. A veterinarian someday I will be when I cross the seven seas, carrying a crooked past in my hands. The weak I will bring suffering and tears, gleefully drinking, smiling ear to ear.

I am a soldier at 5 feet tall. I stand; for years, I have remained this way. At a certain age, it stays this way. To battle, I will walk with my empty hands strung along. I've taken a good look at my innards and my outs; this is a spark I desperately seek to put out. I do not want your eyes, I do not want promises or lies. Left alone I wish to be, a spectacle for none to see, my garments were less than a size T3. a veteran someday I dream I could be but my grave feels as though it's already been dug for me; Starting before I could even reach the heroin needles you stabbed so hard into me.

reddit.com
u/binnicula — 27 days ago
▲ 8 r/Slime

Iso momo chew texture or similar

does anyone have a momo chew texture they'd be willing to resell? i fell in love with the texture in a mystery secondhand slime bundle, i ended up mixing a few ozs of it with another slime for a custom texture. unfortunately that was before i realized how unique this texture was and that they don't seem to sell this texture anymore. i'd also appreciate any insight anyone might have on how this texture is made/if there's any similar textures out there, i specifically love how dense and resistant it is for the first few minutes before it gets softer and stretchier. i've recently been getting into slime, especially making it and i love textural experimentation and learning new things :))

reddit.com
u/binnicula — 2 months ago