Mister Eyeteeth
@mreyeteeth.bsky.social
lvl 34
He/him/they/them
I love cute shit and cosmic horror-- symbolism, human behavior, poetry
Pretentious and pedantic
Scoville scale off the charts
Writer of a sort, used kink salesman
Stay Curious
He/him/they/them
I love cute shit and cosmic horror-- symbolism, human behavior, poetry
Pretentious and pedantic
Scoville scale off the charts
Writer of a sort, used kink salesman
Stay Curious
Pinned
This is your one warning: This Bitch Can Yap. And he do. He yap about...
-Transmasc Experiences
-Kink
-Video Games
-Neurospicy Experiences
-Symbolism in narrative and poetry
-Human behavior
-Cottage Core, Knight Core, Cosmic/Eldritch Horror, Weird Core aesthetics
-Soft Boy feelings.
-Transmasc Experiences
-Kink
-Video Games
-Neurospicy Experiences
-Symbolism in narrative and poetry
-Human behavior
-Cottage Core, Knight Core, Cosmic/Eldritch Horror, Weird Core aesthetics
-Soft Boy feelings.
Weirdly pleasant dream where my skin was slowly sloughing off and my partner went in with eyebrow tweezers, a box cutter, and a pocket knife and cut it all away while we sat on the floor of the kitchen.
And under the flesh was the biomechanical bits of something inhuman. Slightly to the left.
And under the flesh was the biomechanical bits of something inhuman. Slightly to the left.
January 27, 2026 at 2:26 PM
Weirdly pleasant dream where my skin was slowly sloughing off and my partner went in with eyebrow tweezers, a box cutter, and a pocket knife and cut it all away while we sat on the floor of the kitchen.
And under the flesh was the biomechanical bits of something inhuman. Slightly to the left.
And under the flesh was the biomechanical bits of something inhuman. Slightly to the left.
CW: Sex and Gender Euphoria
While gender and attraction aren't necessarily linked I do find I derive an incredible amount of gender euphoria from sex, regardless of my position or role.
It helps that my partner likes to affirm me, as that tends to give me a confidence boost which becomes AUDACITY.
While gender and attraction aren't necessarily linked I do find I derive an incredible amount of gender euphoria from sex, regardless of my position or role.
It helps that my partner likes to affirm me, as that tends to give me a confidence boost which becomes AUDACITY.
January 27, 2026 at 7:51 AM
CW: Sex and Gender Euphoria
While gender and attraction aren't necessarily linked I do find I derive an incredible amount of gender euphoria from sex, regardless of my position or role.
It helps that my partner likes to affirm me, as that tends to give me a confidence boost which becomes AUDACITY.
While gender and attraction aren't necessarily linked I do find I derive an incredible amount of gender euphoria from sex, regardless of my position or role.
It helps that my partner likes to affirm me, as that tends to give me a confidence boost which becomes AUDACITY.
Sleep forever: ~12hrs
Then the next night, ~4
I guess it was trying to balance out?
I don't know but my dreams haven't been any less vivid for it.
Then the next night, ~4
I guess it was trying to balance out?
I don't know but my dreams haven't been any less vivid for it.
January 21, 2026 at 1:32 PM
Sleep forever: ~12hrs
Then the next night, ~4
I guess it was trying to balance out?
I don't know but my dreams haven't been any less vivid for it.
Then the next night, ~4
I guess it was trying to balance out?
I don't know but my dreams haven't been any less vivid for it.
Reposted by Mister Eyeteeth
Stop callinge them "data centers" and starte callinge them "slop peripherals"
January 18, 2026 at 4:41 AM
Stop callinge them "data centers" and starte callinge them "slop peripherals"
We're gonna fuck up
But it's worth it
I don't mind trudging
through the mud sometimes
Old cliche, but your smile
And your laughter
Are sustenance, to me
Sunshine for a flower
But it's worth it
I don't mind trudging
through the mud sometimes
Old cliche, but your smile
And your laughter
Are sustenance, to me
Sunshine for a flower
January 14, 2026 at 8:56 AM
We're gonna fuck up
But it's worth it
I don't mind trudging
through the mud sometimes
Old cliche, but your smile
And your laughter
Are sustenance, to me
Sunshine for a flower
But it's worth it
I don't mind trudging
through the mud sometimes
Old cliche, but your smile
And your laughter
Are sustenance, to me
Sunshine for a flower
Emotions are rough.
January 11, 2026 at 3:02 PM
Emotions are rough.
Reposted by Mister Eyeteeth
Cartoon by Joe Heller | Hellertoon.com
January 11, 2026 at 5:18 AM
Cartoon by Joe Heller | Hellertoon.com
My brain's a gumball machine
A gachapon
Capsules enviably full of
Potential wisdom
So damned hard to open
I work my fingers into the seams
Slide and pierce my fingernails into the gap
Wriggle, struggle, to pull it apart
Hopeful like a fearless child
Is this one a winner?
A gachapon
Capsules enviably full of
Potential wisdom
So damned hard to open
I work my fingers into the seams
Slide and pierce my fingernails into the gap
Wriggle, struggle, to pull it apart
Hopeful like a fearless child
Is this one a winner?
January 9, 2026 at 1:59 PM
My brain's a gumball machine
A gachapon
Capsules enviably full of
Potential wisdom
So damned hard to open
I work my fingers into the seams
Slide and pierce my fingernails into the gap
Wriggle, struggle, to pull it apart
Hopeful like a fearless child
Is this one a winner?
A gachapon
Capsules enviably full of
Potential wisdom
So damned hard to open
I work my fingers into the seams
Slide and pierce my fingernails into the gap
Wriggle, struggle, to pull it apart
Hopeful like a fearless child
Is this one a winner?
Where I live doesn't have a publicly available newspaper anymore. I don't consider that a bad thing. Except I cannot have my coffee in the morning and have the newspaper unfolded in my hands and take on the image of a preoccupied American father figure at breakfast.
Weird how that feels like a loss
Weird how that feels like a loss
January 9, 2026 at 1:48 PM
Where I live doesn't have a publicly available newspaper anymore. I don't consider that a bad thing. Except I cannot have my coffee in the morning and have the newspaper unfolded in my hands and take on the image of a preoccupied American father figure at breakfast.
Weird how that feels like a loss
Weird how that feels like a loss
Reposted by Mister Eyeteeth
ML has been a great boon to cancer research for many years. Generative AI, and LLM chatbots in particular, are nonsense software. I hope this doesn't confuse the situation too much and leave good work that can save lives out in the cold.
Statement from the Prevent Cancer Foundation on funding research project using AI technology:
January 7, 2026 at 7:53 AM
ML has been a great boon to cancer research for many years. Generative AI, and LLM chatbots in particular, are nonsense software. I hope this doesn't confuse the situation too much and leave good work that can save lives out in the cold.
Reposted by Mister Eyeteeth
“AI is clearly sticking around so you have to get used to it” wrong. I don’t have to get used to shit. I am a practiced hater and I can keep this going for decades if I am required to
December 1, 2025 at 11:29 PM
“AI is clearly sticking around so you have to get used to it” wrong. I don’t have to get used to shit. I am a practiced hater and I can keep this going for decades if I am required to
This Time
"You're afraid of being left behind."
Yeah. I am.
And great heights inspire great frights
Rejection tries to get me in a chokehold and question everything I know
Illness makes me queasy and a coward, like germs have some super villain power
"You're afraid of being left behind."
Yeah. I am.
And great heights inspire great frights
Rejection tries to get me in a chokehold and question everything I know
Illness makes me queasy and a coward, like germs have some super villain power
December 2, 2025 at 1:12 PM
This Time
"You're afraid of being left behind."
Yeah. I am.
And great heights inspire great frights
Rejection tries to get me in a chokehold and question everything I know
Illness makes me queasy and a coward, like germs have some super villain power
"You're afraid of being left behind."
Yeah. I am.
And great heights inspire great frights
Rejection tries to get me in a chokehold and question everything I know
Illness makes me queasy and a coward, like germs have some super villain power
Catching the tiniest bit of my partner's perfume choice while cleaning. 🫠
November 14, 2025 at 9:43 PM
Catching the tiniest bit of my partner's perfume choice while cleaning. 🫠
4:30am.
My anxieties are a strange comfort this morning. It's not silent here, the AC unit is loud enough to disrupt your train of thought if you don't block it out. But white noise is a constant and welcomed companion.
Are my cats getting enough food? Why was the stovetop still on Low?
My anxieties are a strange comfort this morning. It's not silent here, the AC unit is loud enough to disrupt your train of thought if you don't block it out. But white noise is a constant and welcomed companion.
Are my cats getting enough food? Why was the stovetop still on Low?
November 8, 2025 at 12:16 PM
4:30am.
My anxieties are a strange comfort this morning. It's not silent here, the AC unit is loud enough to disrupt your train of thought if you don't block it out. But white noise is a constant and welcomed companion.
Are my cats getting enough food? Why was the stovetop still on Low?
My anxieties are a strange comfort this morning. It's not silent here, the AC unit is loud enough to disrupt your train of thought if you don't block it out. But white noise is a constant and welcomed companion.
Are my cats getting enough food? Why was the stovetop still on Low?
Weird how I went from writing almost exclusively about characters that were at the very least sure of themselves and confident to absolute fucking disasters.
I wonder what the psychology is on that one.
I wonder what the psychology is on that one.
November 7, 2025 at 5:01 AM
Weird how I went from writing almost exclusively about characters that were at the very least sure of themselves and confident to absolute fucking disasters.
I wonder what the psychology is on that one.
I wonder what the psychology is on that one.
I had a dream about leaving home, the way that I have. About leaving and knowing that what I was leaving behind was changing.
My family home transformed into care for the sick and needy, poorly funded and poorly maintained by my mother and sisters.
When I came back to visit my room was a wreck.
My family home transformed into care for the sick and needy, poorly funded and poorly maintained by my mother and sisters.
When I came back to visit my room was a wreck.
October 21, 2025 at 1:54 PM
I had a dream about leaving home, the way that I have. About leaving and knowing that what I was leaving behind was changing.
My family home transformed into care for the sick and needy, poorly funded and poorly maintained by my mother and sisters.
When I came back to visit my room was a wreck.
My family home transformed into care for the sick and needy, poorly funded and poorly maintained by my mother and sisters.
When I came back to visit my room was a wreck.
Who are you when no one is looking? When you're alone, what shape do you settle into?
What matters most when you don't have to perform for anyone?
Do you perform at all?
And who are you when the people most important to you are not there to help define you?
A few small dissociative thoughts.
What matters most when you don't have to perform for anyone?
Do you perform at all?
And who are you when the people most important to you are not there to help define you?
A few small dissociative thoughts.
October 15, 2025 at 5:46 AM
Who are you when no one is looking? When you're alone, what shape do you settle into?
What matters most when you don't have to perform for anyone?
Do you perform at all?
And who are you when the people most important to you are not there to help define you?
A few small dissociative thoughts.
What matters most when you don't have to perform for anyone?
Do you perform at all?
And who are you when the people most important to you are not there to help define you?
A few small dissociative thoughts.
And another thing!
Vulnerability, uncertainty, and transitional phases sure do give rise to a need for guidance, affirmation, and reassurance.
I'm not saying I think it's directly tied to how I seek out affection, but I wouldn't be surprised.
Steady the foal-fresh legs, fumbling fear.
Vulnerability, uncertainty, and transitional phases sure do give rise to a need for guidance, affirmation, and reassurance.
I'm not saying I think it's directly tied to how I seek out affection, but I wouldn't be surprised.
Steady the foal-fresh legs, fumbling fear.
October 6, 2025 at 12:11 PM
And another thing!
Vulnerability, uncertainty, and transitional phases sure do give rise to a need for guidance, affirmation, and reassurance.
I'm not saying I think it's directly tied to how I seek out affection, but I wouldn't be surprised.
Steady the foal-fresh legs, fumbling fear.
Vulnerability, uncertainty, and transitional phases sure do give rise to a need for guidance, affirmation, and reassurance.
I'm not saying I think it's directly tied to how I seek out affection, but I wouldn't be surprised.
Steady the foal-fresh legs, fumbling fear.
4:53am.
The simple intimacy of being with them: head on a shoulder, easy embraces, holding them while they sleep... These are needs that I'm fulfilling for the first time in a few years.
It's safe to. So says my otherwise avoidant gray matter in not so many words.
The simple intimacy of being with them: head on a shoulder, easy embraces, holding them while they sleep... These are needs that I'm fulfilling for the first time in a few years.
It's safe to. So says my otherwise avoidant gray matter in not so many words.
October 6, 2025 at 11:26 AM
4:53am.
The simple intimacy of being with them: head on a shoulder, easy embraces, holding them while they sleep... These are needs that I'm fulfilling for the first time in a few years.
It's safe to. So says my otherwise avoidant gray matter in not so many words.
The simple intimacy of being with them: head on a shoulder, easy embraces, holding them while they sleep... These are needs that I'm fulfilling for the first time in a few years.
It's safe to. So says my otherwise avoidant gray matter in not so many words.
At 4:45am I am having a small panic attack over, basically, nothing. I'm lying next to my partner. I hear an unfamiliar noise. I sit up and shine my phone flashlight toward it. It's my cat, crawling out of the bureau drawers across the room like a ferret. A space he is not shaped for. Fuckin bless.
October 4, 2025 at 10:51 AM
At 4:45am I am having a small panic attack over, basically, nothing. I'm lying next to my partner. I hear an unfamiliar noise. I sit up and shine my phone flashlight toward it. It's my cat, crawling out of the bureau drawers across the room like a ferret. A space he is not shaped for. Fuckin bless.
Thirty-six hours.
September 24, 2025 at 12:28 PM
Thirty-six hours.
One week.
Just five days.
Just five more.
It's funny to me that I turned out to be this kind of person.
Pining, sappy, lovey. I am that terribly unclever fool, that bastard with a grin all besotted and unsteady on his feet
Love makes me an idiot.
Being with you is like getting fucked senseless.
Just five days.
Just five more.
It's funny to me that I turned out to be this kind of person.
Pining, sappy, lovey. I am that terribly unclever fool, that bastard with a grin all besotted and unsteady on his feet
Love makes me an idiot.
Being with you is like getting fucked senseless.
September 20, 2025 at 1:11 PM
One week.
Just five days.
Just five more.
It's funny to me that I turned out to be this kind of person.
Pining, sappy, lovey. I am that terribly unclever fool, that bastard with a grin all besotted and unsteady on his feet
Love makes me an idiot.
Being with you is like getting fucked senseless.
Just five days.
Just five more.
It's funny to me that I turned out to be this kind of person.
Pining, sappy, lovey. I am that terribly unclever fool, that bastard with a grin all besotted and unsteady on his feet
Love makes me an idiot.
Being with you is like getting fucked senseless.
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It should be illegal to get a full night's sleep and still wake up fatigued. Like, body, I turned you off and back on again. Why are you still broken?
September 4, 2025 at 11:08 AM
It should be illegal to get a full night's sleep and still wake up fatigued. Like, body, I turned you off and back on again. Why are you still broken?
Where's your happy place?
Mine's currently in outer space.
Mine's currently in outer space.
September 4, 2025 at 11:13 AM
Where's your happy place?
Mine's currently in outer space.
Mine's currently in outer space.
Never trust what your brain says after 9:00pm.
So what does the sundowning say tonight?
Seeker of solitude's just a silly fallacy
Incidental isolation imitates rejection
And I'm sensitive
Attention seeker, could you reach across distances with
Elegance and clarity
Instead of muddled, witless word
So what does the sundowning say tonight?
Seeker of solitude's just a silly fallacy
Incidental isolation imitates rejection
And I'm sensitive
Attention seeker, could you reach across distances with
Elegance and clarity
Instead of muddled, witless word
September 4, 2025 at 6:40 AM
Never trust what your brain says after 9:00pm.
So what does the sundowning say tonight?
Seeker of solitude's just a silly fallacy
Incidental isolation imitates rejection
And I'm sensitive
Attention seeker, could you reach across distances with
Elegance and clarity
Instead of muddled, witless word
So what does the sundowning say tonight?
Seeker of solitude's just a silly fallacy
Incidental isolation imitates rejection
And I'm sensitive
Attention seeker, could you reach across distances with
Elegance and clarity
Instead of muddled, witless word