She has her head in the clouds, can’t get out, is floating, her legs treading air. A crunching sound and she grows still.

a wellspring on the giant’s head ends in a waterfall that looks like white hair as it descends

She spreads her arms, begins chanting, carmine flames of cloth snake out of her dress, float upwards, surround an unseen light over her head

dwarf storms reach about 1m in size and are popular pets, especially in summer when they settle on your head and keep it cool

He’s so tired that as he sits down, his head and limbs detach and roll across the room (some mornings, he puts on the arms the wrong way)

You stepped through a hidden door and ended up behind the firmament: The stars are below you but loom in negative distances, your head hurts

Grow leather from lab cultivated samples of your own skin, tailor clothes from it, wear a second face on the back of your head

The French counter-revolution has its best surgeons put the heads back on the bodies, in fact you’ll get an extra head if you ask nicely.

Masks orbit and obscure his head. One eclipses his face and stays in place: a smile, currently. Only his eyes shine through in bright red.

Telling these from actual humans is easy though: They leave through the nose when threatened. So make sure to pat your friends on the head!

At some point we finally found, hidden in Earth’s pouch, Atlantis and its pattern-skinned natives, covered head to toes in their script.

“Lovecraftian bubblewrap uses child’s heads for bubbles. Popping them proves irresistible, the sound is extra juicy. [Every ‘pop’ a kid!]”

the god of the city wanders between skyscrapers, buildings aging by decades under its gaze, a dozen street signs sprouting from its head

the robots are bulletproof, but their heads make a satisfying ping when a bullet hits↵so fire away and play the soundtrack of your death

A glance up to your room’s light: The marbles orbiting your head align to eclipse it and the moths stand out against the shadows.

As he is sitting on the chair, his arms and legs are dissolving into a swarm of colibris that settles on his head like a feathery crown.

Or we can use it to refback. Every time you mention somebody you send a HEAD with your twturl in the referer to her adddress. Any ideas?

Or we can use it to refback. Every time you mention somebody you send a HEAD with your twturl in the referer to her adddress. Any ideas?

snow is falling in my mind, muffling any noise↵silence↵↵but the world returns↵I shake my head vigorously to stir up the snow once more

I put my hat on a mannequin and my pet slime mold creeps out, engulfs its head and vanishes into the joints. The mannequin shudders to life.

Too sick to go working. I’m heading back to bed.

Too sick to go working. I’m heading back to bed.

@allgebrah “it sounded great in my head!” “it’s not how you english though!”

From her head grow timelines, she twirls them in her fingers and braids them by the mirror.

Lay down on the noise floor, let yourself sink into its fuzzy depths, watch the spikes grow over your head. Reemerge.

Reluctantly, you slide your head into the opening, feel the lock’s pins bump against your memories. You turn, and hear a vast latch unlock.