Jessi D (Scary Ver.)
@gothydellamorte.bsky.social
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30s, UK, queer, polyam, disabled, etc. She/they. Bargain bin Elvira. Unfriendly neighborhood hot goth bitch. I love books, horror, pixel art and chatting about weird videogames. Occasionally NSFW.
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I'm Jessi D, pixel-artist and writer talking about literary convention, queerness, disability, horror and all manner of things grotesque and abnormal.

You can find me:
-> gothydellamorte.carrd.co
-> gothydellamorte.wordpress.com
-> ko-fi.com/gothydellamo...

#pixelart #freelance #pixelartist
A pixel art portrait of a man, topless save for a loincloth, gazing up at the sky. His skin is sallow and pierced in many places -- neck, pectoral, arm, abdomen, waist, thigh -- with arrows, and blood drips down. A pixel art portrait of a woman gazing upwards, palms outstretched and pierced with crosses. Behind her head, a halo of knives. Her skin is pale and her hair is long and dark, and her long, white dress is stained with blood. A man with his arms stretched -- one out, one behind him. His head is thrust back and two long shafts of light pierce his chest. A pixel art portrait of a nude woman, one hand to her side the other curled out behind her. Her hair is long, ginger, and plaited. It comes to the small of her back and curls against her torso. Her eyes are dark. She is expressed with dithering and unrealistic colours. Half of her face is shadowed and she smirks.
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That's my 1 AM opinion tune in tomorrow for more shit nobody asked.
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HIGH STAKES (Tim Aviltssen, 1979)

A veteran vampire hunter (Christopher Lee) attempts to train a Chicago Times film-reviewer (John Belushi) as a replacement. Countess Dracula (Karen Stride) also has her eye on the over-eager assistant.
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
Vore and feeder kinks disgust me. They repulse me. It's easy enough for me to just block those terms and get on with my life and honestly its something not enough people do.
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
For something like bestiality, someone is being hurt. There ARE "paraphilias" we should ostracise but honestly if someone wants to fuck a body and you think that's gross, okay? People like to piss on others. There's people who eat shit. There's a lot under the weird wide umbrella of human sexuality.
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
But like nobody is being actively physically hurt, the biggest "issue" is western social views on death and death/funerary rites. Non western cultures have much different views and interactions with bodies and I don't think one is better than the other.
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
Honestly my hot take for the day is I don't really even care about necrophilia, even. Maybe I should but frankly far as I'm concerned once I'm dead I'm dead and you can do whatever you want with my corpse. I know that death is something that is an obviously touchy subject for obvious reasons.
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
I think of all the things Ed Gein may or may not have done, wearing dresses wasn't really the issue unless we pathologise every "deviant" behaviour rather than just accept that sometimes people like to crossdress or whatever. which, to be clear, is fine and normal.
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gothydellamorte.bsky.social
"She would be called very handsome, I suppose, and yet there is something about her face which I didn’t like. The features are exquisite, but the expression is strange."

#pixelart #Pixelart #pixelartist #Pixelartist #freelanceartist






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A pixel art portrait of a nude woman, one hand to her side the other curled out behind her. Her hair is long, ginger, and plaited. It comes to the small of her back and curls against her torso. Her eyes are dark. She is expressed with dithering and unrealistic colours. Half of her face is shadowed and she smirks. 
A pixel art portrait of a nude woman, one hand to her side the other curled out behind her. Her hair is long, ginger, and plaited. It comes to the small of her back and curls against her torso. Her eyes are dark. She is expressed with dithering and unrealistic colours. Half of her face is shadowed and she smirks.
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gothydellamorte.bsky.social
I'm Jessi D, pixel-artist and writer talking about literary convention, queerness, disability, horror and all manner of things grotesque and abnormal.

You can find me:
-> gothydellamorte.carrd.co
-> gothydellamorte.wordpress.com
-> ko-fi.com/gothydellamo...

#pixelart #freelance #pixelartist
A pixel art portrait of a man, topless save for a loincloth, gazing up at the sky. His skin is sallow and pierced in many places -- neck, pectoral, arm, abdomen, waist, thigh -- with arrows, and blood drips down. A pixel art portrait of a woman gazing upwards, palms outstretched and pierced with crosses. Behind her head, a halo of knives. Her skin is pale and her hair is long and dark, and her long, white dress is stained with blood. A man with his arms stretched -- one out, one behind him. His head is thrust back and two long shafts of light pierce his chest. A pixel art portrait of a nude woman, one hand to her side the other curled out behind her. Her hair is long, ginger, and plaited. It comes to the small of her back and curls against her torso. Her eyes are dark. She is expressed with dithering and unrealistic colours. Half of her face is shadowed and she smirks.
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adaspota.bsky.social
Horst P. Horst ~ Muriel Maxwell
(for Vogue, August 1st, 1940)
#HorstPHorst #Photography #Vogue
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
I also draw dudes with massive dumpers, and non-binary people with massive dumpers
This is a massive dumper inclusive zone
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gothydellamorte.bsky.social
The irl writers group I'm in is doing an anthology, as they do occasionally, and the general gist was a ghost story in about 1000 words. The word count got tripled but I kept mine short.

Anyway here's a lil bit from it. It'll be available to purchase later in the year.

#writing #horrorfiction
Dreden Point was the sort of place that had never looked welcoming, a state of being that seemed to go hand in hand with it's attraction to ghost hunters. As a still image on his laptop, the ridge of its roof a spine, the effect was not lessened. In life it had been too neat, too ordered, portioned off like a prison meal -- this part for sleeping, that for taking, for eating, playing, meeting, living, operating, cutting, dying, burying. It teetered on the edge of a cliff that the ocean stripped away year by year in inches and clumps measured by concerned geography students in waders with long, brown rulers, all of whom said that the place was bound for a watery grave within the decade.
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gothydellamorte.bsky.social
And then sent off a little 500 word thing that may or may not get picked up but in all likelihood won't.

If it doesn't I'll post it elsewhere.

This one comes with a fairly graphic trigger warning of descriptions of an autopsy and a murder.

#writer #writing #horrorwriter #horrorwriting
Today was an exceptional day. The girl he intruded upon was exceptional: he had seen many bodies. He didn't think he'd ever had someone who had been murdered. It wasn't something he wanted to get used to. The question was much less about the how, as the why: you didn't have to be a doctor to see the gash in her throat. It was unpleasant, pinky-yellow, with fatty, cabbagey edges already washed clean and robbed of their immediacy. Her pale skin bloomed and flapped with cuts, the deep centres blooming with red like some cruel orchid. 

It helped him to measure her -or indeed any body but especially hers-, in parts and approximations relative to other, non-anatomical things. It made stopping to smell the flowers difficult, but he had little sense of smell between the regular assault upon his nostrils that was ethanol and putrescine.
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gothydellamorte.bsky.social
Find my blog and all of two posts here -> gothydellamorte.wordpress.com/2025/08/12/h...

A few more to come in the next few weeks, plus some ongoing projects. I'm shuffling about my Patreon/etc.
I have a bad habit. Its one you may have noticed if you've been subscribed to me for any amount of time, or followed me on social media or just, seen me at all.

I can't finish anything.

I have a tendency to start things and never finish them -- games, art, stories, articles, pitches. You name it, I've not finished it. My hard drive is a graveyard of projects as yet unfinished, untitled or unopened in far too long.
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gothydellamorte.bsky.social
An old post, re-uploaded + some equally old art.

Read it here -> gothydellamorte.wordpress.com/2025/10/06/c...

#freelance #filmcrit #freelancefilmcrit #davidlynch #lynchian #twinpeaks
Despite Lynch's refusal to saddle us with his concrete intent there remains this enduring necessity to take him apart and lay him out piece by piece, to vivisect, log and categorise the man. We gave his body of works a genre of its own - "Lynchian" -,  synonymous with other. Like a human puzzle we start at the edges of the very man himself and seek to build an understanding from without.
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gothydellamorte.bsky.social
A follow up statement and declaration of intent.
Gothy (me)
I will preserve the archeological sanctity of the massive dumper so people excavating my account in future know what I'm about
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gothydellamorte.bsky.social
I always get the highest praise. Massive dumpers are a big theme in my work.
Nice Wizard (not me)
Staring at your pixel ladies massive dumper. 
Knowing she's shaped like that because it's based on you, deep in my heart.
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
If You want just pixel art with none of the me or want to see stuff I've worked on over the years -> bsky.app/profile/did:...
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
And then sent off a little 500 word thing that may or may not get picked up but in all likelihood won't.

If it doesn't I'll post it elsewhere.

This one comes with a fairly graphic trigger warning of descriptions of an autopsy and a murder.

#writer #writing #horrorwriter #horrorwriting
Today was an exceptional day. The girl he intruded upon was exceptional: he had seen many bodies. He didn't think he'd ever had someone who had been murdered. It wasn't something he wanted to get used to. The question was much less about the how, as the why: you didn't have to be a doctor to see the gash in her throat. It was unpleasant, pinky-yellow, with fatty, cabbagey edges already washed clean and robbed of their immediacy. Her pale skin bloomed and flapped with cuts, the deep centres blooming with red like some cruel orchid. 

It helped him to measure her -or indeed any body but especially hers-, in parts and approximations relative to other, non-anatomical things. It made stopping to smell the flowers difficult, but he had little sense of smell between the regular assault upon his nostrils that was ethanol and putrescine.
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
The irl writers group I'm in is doing an anthology, as they do occasionally, and the general gist was a ghost story in about 1000 words. The word count got tripled but I kept mine short.

Anyway here's a lil bit from it. It'll be available to purchase later in the year.

#writing #horrorfiction
Dreden Point was the sort of place that had never looked welcoming, a state of being that seemed to go hand in hand with it's attraction to ghost hunters. As a still image on his laptop, the ridge of its roof a spine, the effect was not lessened. In life it had been too neat, too ordered, portioned off like a prison meal -- this part for sleeping, that for taking, for eating, playing, meeting, living, operating, cutting, dying, burying. It teetered on the edge of a cliff that the ocean stripped away year by year in inches and clumps measured by concerned geography students in waders with long, brown rulers, all of whom said that the place was bound for a watery grave within the decade.
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
A follow up statement and declaration of intent.
Gothy (me)
I will preserve the archeological sanctity of the massive dumper so people excavating my account in future know what I'm about
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
I always get the highest praise. Massive dumpers are a big theme in my work.
Nice Wizard (not me)
Staring at your pixel ladies massive dumper. 
Knowing she's shaped like that because it's based on you, deep in my heart.
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
I'm in the process of making my feeds work properly and setting up some starter threads so if anyone wants to be included, lemme know and of course I'll always shout out a Patreon here and on my page :).
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
Find my blog and all of two posts here -> gothydellamorte.wordpress.com/2025/08/12/h...

A few more to come in the next few weeks, plus some ongoing projects. I'm shuffling about my Patreon/etc.
I have a bad habit. Its one you may have noticed if you've been subscribed to me for any amount of time, or followed me on social media or just, seen me at all.

I can't finish anything.

I have a tendency to start things and never finish them -- games, art, stories, articles, pitches. You name it, I've not finished it. My hard drive is a graveyard of projects as yet unfinished, untitled or unopened in far too long.
gothydellamorte.bsky.social
An old post, re-uploaded + some equally old art.

Read it here -> gothydellamorte.wordpress.com/2025/10/06/c...

#freelance #filmcrit #freelancefilmcrit #davidlynch #lynchian #twinpeaks
Despite Lynch's refusal to saddle us with his concrete intent there remains this enduring necessity to take him apart and lay him out piece by piece, to vivisect, log and categorise the man. We gave his body of works a genre of its own - "Lynchian" -,  synonymous with other. Like a human puzzle we start at the edges of the very man himself and seek to build an understanding from without.