#TW: Gore

[romanomen]

Reunion!

#scp #scp foundation #scp fanart #scp 076 #scp 076 2 #scp 073 #scp abel #scp able #scp cain #tw gore #tw: gore #tw: mild gore #mild gore #tw: mild blood #tw: blood #tw blood #i shouldn't have to say this #but do not tag as ship #they're literally brothers

[s7tylo]

Some school thingz!!

(Inspired off of pintrest)

Tw: little bit of gore!!

#tw: gore #☝️🤓 #tawog #tawog fanart #the amazing world of gumball #gumball watterson #ocho tootmorsel #tobias wilson #sillyposting #doodles #digital art #silly little guy

[fivenightsatgifs]

X

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #Springtrap #William Afton #tw: blood #blood tw #tw: gore #gore tw #(just to be safe)

[roxirinart]

"Yes! Show me the power of the Red Crown! I have missed it so..."

#fellas is it gay to enjoy someone trying to kill you with your former source of power #don't worry they're just playing :))))) #cotl #cult of the lamb #cotl fanart #my art #roxirincotl #cotl narinder #cotl lamb #cult of the lamb fanart #tw: blood #tw: gore #narilamb #cotl narilamb #it's not my most polished piece really but I wanted to get it finished so this is what you get :P #'why are they nakey' you ask? #why not? :) #they're not doing anything untoward in this tho #not yet anyway ;)

[harmonysanreads]

Thinking about Ex!Aventurine who doesn't have much of a reaction to your break-up, who is certain you'll crawl back to him within three days at most.

Ex!Aventurine who goes on about his life, after all, every second is worth precious credits. Days, weeks, months and then a few years pass and one day, the realization that you may actually have moved on from him crashes atop him like a pile of bricks.

Ex!Aventurine who tries to contact you through your number and social media, only to find that he's been blocked everywhere. No matter how many fake accounts he makes and how many texts and calls he sends you, you just don't respond and it frustrates him so much.

Ex!Aventurine who is ecstatic when he sees you again in Penacony, sprinting his way to you and ready to give you a hearty reprimand on your prolonged avoidance.

Ex!Aventurine whose heart sinks when he sees you coiled around the arms of another, smiling and laughing in pure happiness and paying not a millisecond of attention to him. Is this a joke?

Ex!Aventurine who corners you when an opportunity arises, ready to strangle every answer out of you so please tell him this is just some prank and you still love him—and, his heart shatters when you give him the coldest truth of his life.

Yandere!Ex!Aventurine who feels the nudging of an infamous green monster every time he sees you with them in the halls of the Reveries or in dreamscapes. Who wants to tear his hair out when he sees you giving that dreamy look to that vermin, one he thought belonged only to him? Who wants to tear that imbecile limb from limb every time he touches your skin.

Yandere!Ex!Aventurine who wishes to turn back time and drag you back to him. Who drowns himself in liquor, round after round at the casino and the sweetest of dream bubbles, yet, nothing compares to your warmth. Whose regret and jealousy slowly eat away at his left-over sanity til he's on the verge of committing something that'll soothe his agony but, create one for you.

Yandere!Ex!Aventurine who spares no warning, catapulting mysterious debts and financial troubles your way with no trace that it was his doing. But when you still don't leave your so-called lover, he finally snaps.

Yandere!Ex!Aventurine who takes it slow, one by one, patiently and meticulously ; first the fingers, then the legs, then the eyes and at last the heart of your ‘beloved’. But is not satisfied still and has every piece of their remains fed to hungry wolves right in front of your eyes.

Then, Yandere!(No longer Ex?)Aventurine will come to you and wipe away your tears, shush your curses and hateful words with a kiss. Telling you to forget and resume what you had with him. And you absolutely cannot say no, after all, what other choices do you even have?

#tw: yandere #tw: gore #yandere #yandere aventurine #yandere aventurine x reader #aventurine x reader #aventurine x you #yandere honkai star rail #yandere hsr x reader #yandere honkai star rail x reader #yandere concepts #yandere hsr #aventurine #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader

[powerfulblob]

Just so frustrated that tumblr’s rolling out more unreality-triggering features: as if they didn’t already learn from the Y2K event…

How do they think that. A GIANT FUCKING CLOWN ON THE DASHBOARD THAT, WHEN CLICKED ON, MAKES THE BACKGROUND TURN TO A BUNCH OF WANTED POSTERS WITH EYES LOOKING AT YOU??? AND THEY SAY THINGS LIKE well find you OR SOME SHIT???

Why would they think that this DOESN’T trigger at least five types of—-

Fuck. Sorry if this post made no sense, just bristling right now.

Anyway: stay safe out there… a full list of the potential triggers with the new site update are:

Clowns

Eye contact

Unreality

Paranoia

Delusions

Violence

Let me know if I missed any.

Again, stay safe. And fuck Tumblr’s staff.

Edit: Adding some of the things I’ve reblogged and also suggestions (thanks @nimona-antifa for the suggestions, and @everlastingrandom for pointing that scopophobia’s another potential trigger)

Body horror

Gore

Scopophobia

Horror

Another edit: Thanks to @gwydionmisha for pointing out that the jump scares are harmful for people with:

anxiety

heart conditions

other related conditions

Another edit: FUCKING YEAH IT’S GONE but there’s still a widget at the corner of the screen with the buggy pirates’ logo, which looks like a clown pirate flag. So still be careful if you’re on desktop. Looking forward to when they take down the full thing.

#one piece #I’m so fucking mad #tw: paranoia #tw: delusions #tw: unreality #tw: clowns #tw: eye contact #tw: body horror #tw: gore #tw: scopophobia #tw: horror

[hehearse]

what sustains a constellation

#orv #omniscient reader's viewpoint #kim dokja #yoo joonghyuk #dokhyuk #tw: blood #tw: gore #my art #suggestive #id in alt

[oak-n]

fed up

#my art #oc's #tw: gore #tw: blood

[tampire]

Landon Cider praises Throb Zombie and OrkGotik

#Dragula Spoilers #tw: gore #tw: horror #Dragula #dragulaedit #Dragula Season 5 #dragedit #dragsource #Landon CIder #Dragula Season 3 #Throb Zombie #OrkGotik #My Gif #LGBT #lgbtedit #horroredit #Drag King #Drag Filth Horror and Glamour #They're all so gender and I love them

[macksartblock]

i'm tired and i'm done looking at these lmao

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #oakworthy #normal oak swallows garcia #hermie the unworthy #tw: gore #tw: blood #this is the closest i've gotten to drawing them kissing and hermie literally has norm's heart in his hand lol #i've had these for like over a week but i did get sucked back into bg3 for a bit so whoops if i don't post now i never will #my artwork #shout out to my tarot deck for the inspo lmao #dndads spoilers

[crowberri]

[Inscryption] Wonder where he got that dubious pile of meat from

#inscryption #art #leshy #still the forest peepaw ever though <3 #crowberri.png #tw: gore #tw: heavy gore

[gearbroth]

Engie off the shits!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 engineer #tf2 spy #myart #tw: blood #tw: gore #tw: dismemberment #tw: eye contact

[intotheelliwoods]

This is part 2! Part 1 can be found here, and part 3 is here!

Context, and more comics can be found on my blog!

#my art #2 arms left #rottmnt #rise leo #future leo #future leoanrdo #fleo #f!leo #rottmnt leo #blood #tw:blood #dismemberment #limb loss #loss of limbs #loss of liimb #gore #body horror #tw: gore #tw:gore

[ecto-stone]

"And ,and They said IMPOSSIBLE!!!

And I was Like BOOM!! BOOM!!! POW!!!" My first colored pieces for Green with Envy event. Line Art Belong to @tsubaki94

#danny phantom #clockwork #greenwithenvy2024 #tw: gore

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

Omg I am in love with your writing, I want to eat it-

A humble request for a Soap Drabble-

In the aftermath of a mission where Reader is kidnapped and tortured for information (the 141 saved them) Reader seems like her usual sunshine self, like she wasn’t just beaten within an inch of her life. Some accident happens while everyone is hanging out that triggers a flashback. Reader feels like she has to escape the base facility where she’s being held and the 141 chases reader, not knowing that it’s making it worse-

Basically a PTSD episode that leaves reader going all Rambo and Soap calms her down- lots of Hurt/Comfort and hugs :)

—Find Me

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 5k Drabble Masterlist ࿐ྂ

╰┈➤ ❝ [You're finally back in One-Four-One's hands, but that doesn't mean you're saved. Johnny tracks you down after a violent episode.] ❞

The worst part is that you don’t even remember most of it. By whatever coping mechanism that you’d been cursed with, all you can bring forward is snippets. The doctors tell you it’s a blessing in disguise, of course—if you remembered how they had broken you over, and over, and over again, you would be…unrecognizable. 

But not knowing and having this paranoia in the back of your skull was far worse than guessing where the new scars started and ended; how they got there in the first place. 

It was like everything was one second away from falling apart again. 

Sitting in the rec room on base, you may have managed to fool the therapists and pass through the medical evaluation, but you can’t, not for one minute, fool Johnny. 

It started with a casual comment.

“We don’t have to be here, y’know?” The Scot had said. “Let’s just go someplace a bit quieter, aye, Dearie? It’s gettin’ late out.”

You had sent him a side-eye, your arms crossed. It had been wrong to ignore the pound of your heart like that—to ignore how your skin was sweaty and your voice shook as you spoke above the laughing of fellow soldiers. 

But you had to keep the act up. Even with him. 

“It’s nothing, Soap,” you ease. “We’re all here to have a good time. I’m fine.”

Those cobalt blues were tight, worried. Every part of his face was tight with concern as his feet shuffled, elbow moving back to the table behind the two of you.

“You’re not actin’ right, Little Lady,” he mutters, his jaw clenching as he watches you closely. “There’s no shame in it—”

“Would you just quit it, Johnny,” you snap, looking over sharply. “God, I’m not gonna break apart like some weak bitch, okay?” 

He’s quick to clarify, hand moving up in a display you would use for a feral animal. “I never meant it like that.” 

Your head turns away, and you roll your eyes. Simon and Price watch closely from the corner of the room, their conversation from previous falling silent.

But you couldn’t have accounted for the way Gaz strolled past, or how the soldier was walking back over from the pool table, swinging his cue stick in some wide arch to mess around with his friends.

But you also couldn’t have accounted for the sudden flash you’d have to the breaking of bottles over your head—of glass being ripped out of your shredded flesh and thrown to the ground. 

Your body seizes up as Gaz’s cup shatters, and your eyes all at once go far away. 

Johnny’s shocked face had snapped to the scene in front of him, blinking quickly as he stood and was about to go get a broom.

“Best watch where you’re swingin’ that thing there, eh?” He says to the soldier who looks highly embarrassed, Gaz frowning down at the remnants.

“Oi!” Everyone’s eyes dart to Ghost’s outburst, but he’s not addressing anyone left in the room—the Lieutenant dashes out of the hallway, Price hot in his heels. 

Johnny turns back and you’re gone.

Racing away, your blood is hot and rabid, taking corners with record speed; the pounding feet behind you don’t help, the shouts. Every moment you try to get your head under control the sounds make it worse. 

You end up outside, lost in the trees as the branches slap your face and body—running with no destination, no thoughts. And you just keep going. Panting, your stomach is stuck in knots, and your aching legs shake until you fall over and heave into the grass; sobs breaking through. Your lungs can’t get air down.

You don’t know how long you were out there, you don’t know how long it took for Johnny to find you, but when he did you heard his quick call of your name—his desperate plea for you to breathe when he grappled for your shoulders. 

Your eyes stare blankly at him, gone to all else but your ringing ears.

Hands cup your cheeks. 

“Hey, it’s me, Bonnie,” he rubs along your flesh, petting your skin with his thumb. You’ve never seen his eyes so afraid before. “Hey now, hey. Come back to me, we’re both right here—just focus on me. You’re back home, then, aye? Back with me on Base. There’s nothin’ that’s going to happen to you long as I’m here. I made that promise, yeah? I intend to keep it.”

His voice is grounding for you—for your failing body as your addled mind tries to calm down. 

Johnny. 

You pull on that shred of remembrance of when he’d found you, beaten within an inch of your life. His tiny pupils, stuck in a sea of deep blue. His callouses holding you to him as he raggedly breathed into your hair, screaming for med-evac.

“That’s it, Dearie,” right here, right now, you sag forward. Widened eyes quiver as your lower face is pressed into his shoulder, Johnny’s hand hard on the back of your head. “That’s it—it’s just Johnny.” The man is shaking just like you are, even when your wheezed sobs make his chest tighten painfully. How your hands weakly grasp at his shirt in desperation; clawing for purchase. 

“It’ll always just be me.” Soap breathes, swallowing the saliva in his throat. “I’m gonna get you all the help you need….you bet on it. You’re going to be better, and I’m going to be with you through all of it.” 

The side of his face nuzzles into yours as you breathe in his scent, choking on the air but slowly starting to get it down.

“No one fights alone.” 

“Johnny,” you gasp.

“Shush, now,” he whispers, wrenching his eyes shut. “I’m here. Breathe. I’m here.”

“It hurts.” Your tears soak through his shirt, and his arms hold you tighter until he reminds himself to be gentle.

All he can do is try to hold back his own tears, his throat raw from his mad dash after you—he’d never run that fast in his life besides the moment he’d found you alive. 

“I know,” his voice cracks, rocking you back and forth like a child. “I know, m’sorry, Dearie. I’m so, so sorry.” 

“Don’t let go,” you plead. “Please don’t let go.”

“Never,” he growls. “Never in my life.” He says it with every ounce of goodness left in him.

“I’m never lettin’ you go ever again, aye? They’ll have to pry me off you.”

#cod #tw: panic attack #tw: torture #tw: gore #tw: violence #cod x reader #call of duty #cod x you #cod mw22 #x female reader #mw2 #mw2 2022 #call of duty x you #cod x female reader #x fem!reader #soap call of duty #john soap mactavish #soap mw2 #soap cod #soap mactavish #soap x you #soap x reader #johhny soap mactavish #soap mactavish x reader #john mactavish x reader #johnny mactavish #johnny soap mctavish x reader #johnny soap mactavish #cod mw2 #john mactavish

[voli-tile]

the Dark Urge and their Father.

margaret atwood, selected poems: 1965-1975 // santiago caruso, moonchild (detail) // frank bidart, half-light // nobuyoshi araki, feasts of angels: sex scenes // margaret atwood, alias grace // leonor fini, unconditional love // ocean vuong, prayer for the newly damned // carlo dolci, saint jerome (detail) // louise glück, penelope's song // georgiana luiza nicolae, i'll see you and i'll raise you hell // sophocles, elektra // nicole kiraga, tomatina // user veniennes on tiktok // kim jakobsson, i won't become // anne sexton, the civil war // unknown, likely by kim jakobsson // wikipedia, pyrrhic victory // alex morkh shadrin, solitude death hell

#damn this got long #the dark urge #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #durge #bhaal #web weaving #web weave #webweaving #webweave #ww #web #i learned what this type of thing was called literally today #and it's already my new favorite thing to be pretentious with #kidding i could never actualy be pretentious i just like to imagine what it'd be like sometimes #poetry #poetry collection #art collection #cw: gore #tw: gore #loved finding so many new artists and authors with this #realizing this kinda only suits a resist storyline sorry gang its just so compelling to me✌️