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For the trick or treat thing:
Hudson (left) is dress as the slit-mouth woman (aka Kuchisake-onna) from Japanese folklore. Except gender-bend.
Untilted (right) is dressed as Tom Trench from Hazbin Hotel!
Any more context? Hudson can't eat candy, but was dragged by Untilted to go trick or treating.
INTRODUCTION (cause I just remembered)
Hello there! You may call me Untitled or Hudson.
My pronouns are He/him or they/them(?) and I am a Canadian artist/writer!
I always try to be on the neutral side and think in shades of grey (so I'll sound pretty annoying sometimes XD)
My BATIM Au is called: Dead And Buried!
I love drawing/writing/reading horror and gruesome stuff! Also I like reading history! (Examples: WW2, WW1, Plains of Abraham,etc)
I listen to true crime and supernatural podcasts/ documentaries.
I do not tolerate:
-Homophobia/ Transphobia
-Racism
-Sexism
-Paedophilia (seriously gross..)
-Ableism
-Bullying/harassment
-Trump supporters
The list could go on. Which is unfortunate.
I really love interacting with BATIM/BATDR community, so please don't mind me, I mean no harm ^ ^! I also write and draw more than the BATIM fandom (might actually post stuff). The fandoms I like are:
The Still Wakes The Deep
Pressure (from Roblox)
Don't Starve Together
Murder Drones
Inside Job
EPIC the musical
Welcome Home!
And more!
Don't feel afraid to send asks!!
Reblogs are appreciated!
I am unable to donate money and neither are my friends.
Please do NOT copy my work, thank you.
Feel free to role play with my BATIM au or me (Hudson) in the asks! Since..I don't have discord and what not. Which is sad :(
I feel like a whore.
Used and disgusting.
Why did I say yes?
I thought it would make me feel better about myself.
It didn’t.
Why didn’t it?
Why?
I've betrayed God.
And for what?
Some girl I barely know?
(I've known her my whole life.)
She doesn't love me.
I don’t love myself.
She ignites me
In a way no one , could even come close.
She knows
Just how to make me feel alive .
She is my flame
On the coldest nights .
She is the spark in my eyes.
Believe me when I say she can turn any heart
From stone to gold dust
In a blink of gods eye .
She don’t know evil
Only pure love .
She locks on and never lets go .
She is stronger then any diamond
Rough for ever in the making
As that what makes her so powerful.
She learns from everything
She never will look perfect
Coz the best things
Are always hidden beneath the dirt
Spreading love but never heard.
@trueemotions91
@tammyfeabakker ❤️ x
I don’t want to see
What is hidden beaneath the leaves
I’m scared it will shake my knees
Something I ain’t ready to please
I beg you
Don’t shake me to hard
I fall to fast
My soul won’t last
If you make me shiver
My heart will quiver
I don’t know when to stop
That’s when I lose the plot
I’m sorry
I can’t stumble
Upon these troubles
I want you to be happy
And
To show you inside
Would make us both the perfect disaster .
@trueemotions91
Why is life so raw
I only wanted to get up off the floor
But you won’t let me rise
You just want to watch me fall.
Scared I will rise above yourself
Difference is , I ain’t a whore
I’ll do my chore
But you still keep pushing me to the damn floor .
Fear is greedy
I get that now
But your only feeding the demon within me .
Your negative words fall all around me.
You made me so sore
I just don’t care no more
So you see ,
I may be upon the floor
But inside I’m ready to roar.
I see him everywhere
He smiles at me in the air,
He whispers me lullabies when I’m scared
Keeps the monsters from out my head ,
He holds me when I’m cold
Squeezes harder when I’m warm,
He just knows how , I liked to be hold
Ain’t a secret that could not be told .
I would trust him with my life
But I’m not to sure about a wife .
He is gentle , I know that so
But he is also very powerful .
Would he scare her gentle soul
I honestly don’t know .
@trueemotions91
Not wrote by me - but I had to share as it is amazing , ❤️. So all enjoy x
Her eyes remind me the first sea that I saw,
The kind of sea you only see in a draw.
When I’m looking at them I am getting out my mind,
The most beautiful thing a man could even find.
She took possession of my mind, of my dreams, of my soul.
When she is not there, I am feeling like if I was stuck in a hole.
Her presence is giving me the faith like if she was giving me a rope,
To get me out of that well and offer me the hope,
To see her one day having a rest in my arms,
While she doesn’t realize how effective are her charms.
I could spend my whole days looking at her sleeping face,
As long as she is there, I will never leave this place.
When everyone else is no longer there .
You see , the sun smiles on a sunny day
But hides when the clouds come to play ,
That’s just how it goes
But one thing I know
Is ,it always comes and goes,
It never stays in the same place
Because we don’t move at a snail pace ,
You see , you just have to watch the space
To open the gates ,
To all the things you misplaced
it will then ,all fall into place .
Just don’t hide from the same game
That’s got you playing in a hoop
Coz the game we play , ain’t a loop
We go high, we go low,
We go from side to side
But we never stay still
We keep climbing that hill
Coz it don’t matter about the pills
Or the window sill
You sat on for so long ,
Waiting for Them To sing you a song
As long as you keep moving along .
Then it don’t matter if no one is there
You can do it all alone .
@trueemotions91
She was my baby girl
I told you so
Never wanted to let her go
But you made me do her wrong
By always being the other girl
Making her feel low
I just couldn’t say no.
She was my baby girl
now she can’t be found
Because I dug her, deep into the ground.
Broken hearted by a clown
I’m sorry , now I know
How low, I made her go,
I wasn’t ready
For the love ,
She blew my world apart
now I’m done fooling about .
I was confused , lost
I promise you so
Just come back baby ,to our home
I’ll show you my love , hands down
No more broken promises
No more late night kisses
I just need you back on my ground
You are , who kept me so sound
The reason I thought I was on top of the world
She was my baby girl
I just need her home .
@trueemotions91
I was lost
In a plot
Of my own fucked up emotions
No one to help me
No one ever understood
I was called a crazy bitch
Forced in a ditch
To dig myself out of
While the soil crumbled under each finger tip
Still they called me a crazy bitch
Coz I was fighting this shit
All just watched and laughed
Like a bunch of crazed clowns
To my head shut them out
I cried and screamed
Believe me I fucking did
My eyes have never cried
As the tears ain’t my sin
It’s just the opening
Of this tin I’m trapped in
The cuts were a release
Each time I dug my nails deep in
Was a understanding of the place I was laying
Each fall
I pulled harder
No matter how much they call me a crazy bitch
I am getting out of this ditch
They forced me in .
@trueemotions91
He Is my pal for life
Don’t make any mistake
He will guard me all through the night
My winner in every fight
He don’t know fear
But he always knows
When danger is about
He smells it with his nose ,
He ain’t no clown
Believe me so,
He loves full hearted
He don’t know anything cold ,
He knows when I’m scared
He can feel it through the air
He comforts me , without a blink in his stare.
Blurred between love and hate
How do I decide my fate ,
When my heart tells me to wait
But my mind tells me to do a double take ,
Life isn’t ment to be a surf
But why was we brought to earth
With this thing called worth,
Emotions are tough
When other people are rough,
Just another torch
To light up the path
For another soul to walk
While we wait in the back fall ,
Why did the cells give me a heart
To just keep being scarred ,
It don’t know when to stop
And that will be my flop,
On this place we call earth
Burnt from inside , out
For something we call love.
@trueemotions91
Heart broken
My life’s a mess
I don’t know where is my place of rest
Just need a escape from this place
Feels like hell ,
I’d rather skate,
My way up to heavens gate ,
Then live this joke of a life
Am I that horrible
I attract selfish people
Does my mind really play me from behide
I don’t undertstand
I’m just confused
To what to do
Slowly but surely I’m breaking
In two
And I’m truly losing my self
To this sticky game of glue
I tell everyone to smile
But can’t force it upon my own frown
Why is life so hard
Why is it the ones we love
The ones who hurt us the most
If that’s the case I would rather die
I give up on life
Always doing my best
Breaking my insides for all the rest
My mind screams for me to give it a break
But my heart won’t let me escape
I’m slowly starting to lose all hope
Of what I call a human joke .
@trueemotions91
Warning - I’m not sure if some people will take this I’m ignorant which I’m far from , just easiest way for me to explain a voice in my head so please do not take it personal anyone ! Just enjoy !
Lost young soul ,
Life is low , life is high ,
We have to just ride the tide. ❤️
The biggest challenge in life
Is learning to live , with the voice inside ,
Sometimes he roars and sometimes he whispers,
He’s trapped inside
Constantly taking you on a mad ride
It’s your call to reply
But before you do
Just listen
To what he is speaking
He may drive you crazy and make you hate
Every aspect of life ,
But their is a message hidden deeper then your imagantion ,
But the voice is they for a reason
Even if invisible on the other side
It’s the man inside
trying to make you recognise
I know you want it to go and he won’t shut up
But please just go with the flow
Don’t think the words that are going Through your head
Are a representation of yourself ,
Thats way to far , even for his control ,
That voice is a reckoning
The only way your inside can get you to listen to your true calling
Maybe not in the words you need
But this is where you have to be smart
Our brains are dangerous
The damage is strong
As no other can hear the song ,
He may play you some fucked up lullabies
And make tears come into your eyes
But I promise that’s not you breaking
That’s your soul accepting ,
The voice is usually your own well being ,
Calling for some help , from deep within yourself ,
He is nothing to be scared of
He is invisible , a voice all alone ,
But you can’t let him take control,
You have the power to show him differ ,
befriend that voice in your head ,
make him work for his chatter
we were born wild and free but
our imagantion always runs quicker
then our own two feet ,
So sometimes you need to breathe , it’s all just a release
Its a craft , and once you make the art ,
That voice won’t be a burden, he will be working on your behalf .
@trueemotions91
Why is this world so cold
I was always told,
The world is what you perceive through
Your own living eyes ,
Am I to blind, to see
The love that’s surrounded, around me ,
Is it me who spits the hatred out they mouth?
I question this daily .
I see the beautys of earth
They don’t hide ,
The colours of the rainbow are
Painted all over this earth,
The birds sing me a lullaby
Every morning ,
I open my eyes
To the most beautiful sunrise ,
I watch the moon ,
Dance with the stars ,
But when I enter reality ,
Why do I see , beings
With scrawn up faces ,
Blood on the hands of another man ,
Children being abused by the one who
Brought them to this earth,
Youngsters with no morals,
Graffiti scribbled all over the walls,
Ruining nature for everyone’s eyeballs,
Is that really just perceieved through my own eyes?
Is the government, just blind
To the reality of life,
Hidden behide a obscene ,Law and order,
Where half of them are the cause
Of disorder ,
Freedom of speach
But only counts for the rich ,
I see another begging on the floor
While another swipes his foot across
The same path,
Caught up in his own twisted world
Not a care for the poor,
I didn’t see that this morning ,
When the flowers were dancing along
To the pretty’s bird song,
I saw happiness in the sky,
Pictures Scribbled in the clouds
To make me realise ,
I can be at ease ,
But when I enter the street,
Everyone seems to be staring down at they feet
A pawn in a game of cheat.
@trueemotions91
Always told
I won’t make any gold
With my long life goals,
But they underestimated me
As my goals only consist
Of happy and health,
Not having my pockets lined of coins
I’d rather have a heart of joy,
A pocket full of sweet memories
For the world to see, Is enough for me ,
Riches are nothing
If my eyes are cold
Blinded by the pound sign
can’t see my path is clearly written for me ,
I don’t need brands attached to me
I’m a brand of my own
no one can copy track me
Even when I’m buried in the ground
You still couldn’t even come close
To the place I call home
My memories would make you realise
What a lie yours is.
@trueemotions91
A woman ,
Is her name
A mother to all,
From the ground she was born
She always stood tall ,
She braces the craziest storm
Because that’s her home,
She carries life to the full
So we can be reborn ,
She gives her body to another
With out a thought for the other ,
She knows power, love & hate
But yet you won’t see her shake ,
She has to be powerful
To raise her next generation ,
To Make sure there matter
In a world with a lot of chatter ,
She has the power to give and take
But she always chooses life
Over any other path
That may call her ,
Because that’s the gate
To her most beautiful
Creations in life,
Always In sight , but guarded
By love , because that’s what mothers do
On this crazy path called life .
@trueemotions91
Sometimes forgiveness is swallowing a match,
swallowing ten.
Your veins ignite like gasoline-soaked wood
(are your doubts the gasoline or your convictions?)
(does it matter?)
.
Sometimes it’s a bit like suffocating,
Water rushing in through your nose and you’re
Drowning
(are your memories the water or your dreams?)
(does it matter?)
.
—y.c.