requests are closed get off my fuckin lawn!!!!

Shitty Mr Mirrors aesthetic: is being tortured by your own pet wind for eternity kind of the equivalent of those people who have pet chimpanzees and then one day it freaks the fuck out and rips their face off, do you think. like is that on you for having an exotic pet wind in an environment it could clearly never thrive in

Shitty Echo Bazaar aesthetic: this is like when you go to a seafood restaurant and they have all the crabs and lobsters bopping around in a tank at the front and you feel so guilty and kind of sick to your stomach that you're participating in this farce at all, even if you're not going to order crab or lobster, except a thousand times worse because you just bought a house here where your aunt finally doesn't know your address

Shitty Mr. Candles aesthetic: hey guys sorry we're all starving down here but i brought along a frankincense-scented candle so it could be worse. aw, mr veils, you also brought something? that's so nice of you. what was it? myrrh? kind of out of character for you but oka- MURDER? MR VEILS, NO—

Shitty Dawn Machine aesthetic: the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the sun the su-

Shitty Mr. Eaten aesthetic: [the funny quip caption at the bottom of this aesthetic is singed beyond recognition, rendering it completely illegible. it would seem someone doesn’t want you reading it.]