teethed-spider
Woah! Teeth!
Woah there! This is an 18+ blog! [they/them - 22 - asexual] I make drawings sometimes! I’m a big fan of fictional yanderes, monsters and spooks!
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DoL AU- but it’s just Twin Peaks.
#dol#degrees of lewdity#listen the parallels dol characters have to twin peak characters is absolutely insane#except the DoL characters are 1000 percent worse#pc is absolutely Laura Palmer
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it's a wonder the summer hikaru died isn't more popular with the tumblr crowd considering it uses shoving your arm into the abdomen of an eldritch horror, complete with descriptions of the squishy pulsating insides, as an allegory for gay sex and no I am not being hyperbolic
#!!! oh i love this series#its so tragic and sad#i highly recommend it!#i think i may have accidentally based my oc after it whoops
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i think corrupted sydney would love nicki minaj send ask
fellow barbz where u at
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(´• ω •`) i like them a normal amount
i'm currently sick so i'll take a rest for a few days!! (ﾉω･､)
#them!!!!!#I love your designs so much oh my goodness!#also lovely texture work#avery the businessperson#harper the doctor#eden the hunter
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pornbots won't stop following my main account
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October Prompt Day 19: Ghosts
GN Harper (they/them); GN Reader (you/your); again, Ivory Wraith is fucking with ya; set in the asylum; doctor/patient; implied past abuse
Words: 475
“You’re progressing well, but that’s all the time we have for today.”
That’s your queue to leave. If you stay, Harper will call in the orderlies, and you’ll get escorted out. If you’re lucky, that’s all that will happen.
Harper quirks a brow, their smile never faltering as you fidget in your seat, fingers twisting into the hem of your patient gown as you try to make up your mind.
“Are you-”
“I-I’ve been having nightmares,” you cut in, trying your best to keep your voice steady.
Harper cocks their head to the side. “Oh?”
You keep your head down, eyes trained on their shoes as you try to keep the slight tremor in your hands from spreading to the rest of your body. “E-Every night. I, can I talk to you about them? P-Please, Doctor?”
If you’d been looking at Harper’s face, you’d have seen how their smile widened at your words, a faint pink spreading across their cheeks.
The silence stretches on and you can’t bring yourself to look up, terrified of seeing disappointment in their eyes.
Harper stands, and you can’t help the small flinch at the sudden movement, squeaking out an apology that the doctor only acknowledges with a hum as they walk past your seat. Poking their head out of their office door, they exchange a few hushed words with the orderlies.
Harper shuts the door. “Tell me about your nightmares.”
You relax, but only a little, taking a deep breath as you try to soothe yourself.
“There’s a pale figure. Red eyes, long hair. They follow me, haunting me. L-Like a ghost, almost. Says I stole something from them b-but I d-don’t, I don’t remember taking anything, from anyone. I don’t-” you cut yourself off, taking another shuddering breath.
“Is that all?”
You shake your head no frantically, eyes screwing shut as you try to think. “I s-see them,” you whisper. “I see them when I wake. On t-top of m-me. H-Hurting me. I-” your throat constricts, tears burning in the corners of your eyes.
“Remember your exercises.”
Your eyes snap open, finding Harper only millimeters away from you, bright eyes boring into yours.
Your exercises. Right. The things Doctor Harper had taught you to do when your emotions were spinning out of control.
You lurch out of the chair, arms wrapping around the doctor. They chuckle, hand coming to rest on the small of your back. You press against them, tucking your face into the crook of their neck and breathing deeply. Harper always smelled clean. Clean and sweet. And something else. Something that you couldn’t place but it made you feel warm all over.
“How about I run a sleep study for you, hm?”
You nod, taking another deep, shaking breath as you start to calm down. Doctor Harper would take care of you, they always did.
#yoooooo!#this is so well written and spooky!#the implications are so interesting and sad!#I know I shouldn’t simp for manipulative Harper but also!#op writes them so well!#tw doctor/patient#tw past abuse
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groggily sketching harper after 18 hours of sleep
#big fan! big fan!#the little eye bags!#he is getting up to something devious!#he certaintly went to medical school!
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they're like bugs
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So in my first play through of DoL I thought I could have a friendship route and make my pc have friends.
#degrees of lewdity#dol#dol pc#kylar the loner#whitney the bully#kylar dol#whitney dol#my pc eros#dol memes#please vrel I just want to be friends with kylar and get them some therapy vrel#when your pc is an eldritch abomination inhabiting the body of an orphan but for some reason the humans are worse#teeth draws
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Avery casually kidnapping Hirano during their shiftヽ(・∀・)ﾉ
#!!! hirano is so cute#I’m such a big fan!!#this is also my favorite Avery design I think#look at them go!
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im a slut for lore always. a lorewhore if you will. i salute the other lorewhores in dol tag finding 2 crumbs of backstory in a 1/10000 chance encounter
#dol lore is what gets me through it!#i need to know what happened to these folks that made them so bonkers!#vrel please give us baileys lore please#big lore fan here
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Patience and Prudence - Tonight You Belong To Me
#this is so cool!#it really captures the spooky and ominous vibes of the game!#I also love the line work!
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Kylar after getting cucked by my PC for the 100th time
(Kylar as those Korean Twitter artist reaction images)
#what a silly guy! I want to poke him with a stick!#this is most certainly a kylar moment!#absolutely infatuated
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Yet again enraptured with the image of an Eden who barely talks. An Eden who, for seemingly hours, can sit in his old chair and stare right at you with the fire illuminating his face. Those eyes of his the same as the wolves he hates so much: full of hunger and predatory intent.
You're frozen in the corner of the cabin - almost quite literally. Away from the flames, your skin pimples from the cold, your breath just degrees away from being visible. The cold isn't what keeps you still however. He is.
His jaw works, a herb of some kind being ground down between his molars. The hunter barely just break eye contact to smear the mushy paste he made on a small wound. A disinfectant, then. As soon as he finishes placing a band-aid over the wound, his eyes return to you, cowering in the dark.
Even when he picks up his gun; dismantles and cleans it, he keeps watching. Eden's cleaned it so many times he could do it in his sleep.
There's something unspoken in the air. A request - or a dare, maybe? Eden waits for you to do something, though he'll not tell you what it is himself. He'll just keep peering into your soul as though he can hear the panicked thoughts rushing through your head.
The further into the corner you sink in an attempt to hide away, the lower his brows seem to get. The brief moment you stretch out to stop your limbs from going stiff, a smile tugged at his lips. Your subsequent retreat brought the frown back with it.
You dont want to get too close. He could grab you. He can get you at any moment anyway - you're collared and chained, but these few hours of freedom from his gropes bring you a limited peace. Still, you can chance scooting forward a bit.
The hunter blinks a second before putting his cleaned gun away, returning to his chair with a book. You release a breath you weren't aware you were holding. He acts as though he isn't paying attention to you anymore, but you can still see him sneak glances every so often.
This is how it goes, night after night. You inch closer to the flame, desperate for just a touch more warmth. Eden had been keeping you in an old shirt of his. Just the shirt. Not even underwear. You can feel the draft on your skin, as well as the old wood of the floor on your thighs.
With every movement, you expect something from the man. A slap, perhaps. For doing something he didn't give you permission to do. Or maybe his libido would decide to rise before bed time and you'd be in for an early mating. Thankfully, he ingored you more and more.
It took a few weeks, with the winter progressing and the temperature falling even further, for you to be at the foot of his chair. The flames roar close enough to warm your bones now, with shifting done to get away from the heat when it felt too much on your skin. Turning around, so that your back got the same warmth as your front, and then turning again. Like a rotisserie chicken, you'd thought once. It was comforting to know you still had a semblance of humour.
Eden's eyes were now mostly on his books. Or his gun. Or whatever he picked up to entertain himself with for the evening. Mostly. He still glanced down at you from time to time. But you felt comfortable enough to stay where you were, at his feet. It was better than feeling like prey in the corner as icicles formed on your face.
There came a day where he did touch you. Eden touched you a lot - but not like this. You'd fallen asleep, your head resting against the arm of his chair. The hardwood wasn't all that comfortable, but he'd been making you do a lot through the day. Exhaustion got to you before sense could guide you to the bed.
When you'd awoken, fingers had been stroking your hair. Delicately, almost reverent in their caresses. Eden wasn't this. Eden was demanding, rough and (at times) clumsy when he tried for grace.
Curiosity and fear could both be reasons for why you'd pretended to sleep further. You were around Eden pretty much 24/7, yet with how little he communicated, how much did you really know him?
Keeping your body limp as you were carefully lifted from the floor was difficult. Alarm bells rang for you to roll out of his arms, to get away and return to your cold, dark corner until he came to drag you to bed. A natural reaction to being handled by your kidnapper. A rational one.
But you kept your breaths even. Kept them slow and steady as big, strong arms brought you into the hunter's lap. Your head was laid against his shoulder, his earthy scent filling your nose. Those big arms encircled your body, a bearded chin resting against your forehead.
Most days you go to bed hating Eden. Cursing him, privately demanding to know how he could take you but never being brave enough to utter the question. That night, when his lips pressed against the skin of your cheek and he whispered of your beauty, you felt the longing that had compelled him to do so.
#!!! yeah!#That’s the stuff!#I am so fascinated with Eden being soft but in a way that makes that is so rare and scary#they are such a violent person but i truly think they want to be tender but they have no idea *how* to be#perhaps PC is one of the only safe and soft things in their life#I’m crazy I’m bonkers!
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What if the playable character in your abuse life simulator was self-aware and not exactly normal- what would you do then, buddy?
(the tumblr accidentally goofed up the quality and made it super blurry- so for higher res click it! If you’d like!)
#degrees of lewdity#dol#dol pc#dol pcs#my pc Eros#I very much wanted to draw and share them!#they are so normal and have normal human biology don’t worry about it#body horror cw#eyestrain#teeth draws
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Hi there! My name is Teeth!
This is my side blog that I use for stuff I am far too shy to talk about on my main one. Here I will post some illustrations and writing ideas. I kind of became sucked into the spooky lore of DoL despite not really getting the other aspects.
Just to be clear:
THIS IS AN 18+ BLOG
I personally wont post nsfw work, but the media I talk about here is inherently not for minors. Please stay safe out there!
Some things I will post that may be triggering are:
Body Horror
Possible Eyestrain
Yandere Themes
Just Horror in General
Somewhat suggestive content
DoL
Unreality
Absurdism
All content that can be triggering will be tagged properly- so if you need to block me please feel free to do so!
Hope you are having a good one and if you would ever like to talk about DoL or any other topic on here, please feel free to send an ask or message!
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