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orionis13 · 7 months
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Got too silly (gave wiwi post mortem lividity)
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buttercup-barf · 1 year
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To quote myself when I finally aced this bastard, "suck and slurp, pissbaby". 😊
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homophobictrait · 1 year
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purinch4n · 3 months
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guys guys link some sh/ed servers
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camotherogue · 4 months
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sneak peek of a guy. hello creepypasta fandom
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whumpflash · 1 year
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More Judd (and Skye) ///// Acacia Aneura Masterlist
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befuddled-calico-whump · 11 months
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Cerus, from an art trade with @kira-the-whump-enthusiast
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he's beautiful 🥺🥺
in Nicholas' words, "Being a cringefail evil overload doesn’t exclude you from having juicy lips"
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fletcherwilbury · 4 months
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@comfortember Day 18: Cuddles
Warning for Illness, pain, vomiting, falling, bruising, dizziness
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backpockct · 9 months
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closed starter / location: miles' apartment (@urbnlgnds)
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"i got a fuckin' mad bruise on my leg the other day, wanna see?" even though miles was a professional skateboarder, he still hurt himself often, "it's turned a cool purple colour".
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buttercup-barf · 1 year
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Miscellaneous Cartoon Saloon doodles to put something in the queue- Lotta them are from a while back, but I hope the blorbos are at least recognisable.
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The Elmer and Boris one was made before I actually watched the movie, and the Robyn one was made when I haven't seen WolfWalkers in a while- I may have Issues.
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Animals are hard, man. Easier to just give humans floofy features (we were robbed of a Mebh with wolf ears). Anyway, I will never let go of the fact that Ross has furiously defended Mebyn on Twitter, and you will pry these gay little wolves from my cold, dead hands.
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Once again I took the blorbos. And I make nonsense crossovers with funny indie RPG's. I'll refrain from tagging said RPG's, but if you guess every one/the roles they were placed in, uh. You'll. You'll get a cookie.
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teadocs · 2 years
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theothercharlie long time, no see! and no, i’m not just talking about this old sweater. this isn’t an official return to the internet, but i wanted to pop in and say that i’m okay. bruised? yes. but just one small fracture on my arm, and one broken rib. no internal bleeding, so that’s a win! if you haven’t already, read the thread i’ve linked in my bio. it pretty much covers everything. anywayssss i'll c u l8r! -charlie ❤️
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coleslawvibe glad you’re okay dude ❤️ themadradchad my favourite pirate 😍😍😍
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woo okay i finished the bloodlustvms refs (again) here's arachnid
@felixwd
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basic facts yahoo;
She/Her and They/them
cane was made by the homies
knitting is fun, yeah
her strings fuckin glow, and also vibrate when touched. yes they are a fucking spider
she uses their strings to asphyxiate, maim, grab, and wrap people up, she also uses em to tie bm or hematite down when needed
most sane of all of them, yay
huge problem with touching still, make sure to ask and have her aware
knitting is a comfort to them, the feeling of the thread and movement of her hands and the firmness of the needles are great for them if they need it
frenemies with acrylic (ink)
knife for close combat, strings for throwing shit
they did tear their her own eyes out, sadly by the time bm could tell something was up and got to their room, it was much too late
cares a bunch about the two murdery dumbasses she lives with
coffee addicted still
do not mention smog (blue) to them.
no they do not want to hear what he's doing with his life do not tell her.
least murdery in the group but hearing people scream as her and her friends kill them is fun
hits people on the head with the cane sometimes, usually when the homies are being fuckin stupid
ver without clothing under the cut
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Day 6
Secrets Revealed - Jasper
Abuse mention cw, abuse mention tw, bruising cw, bruising tw
So many years I’d been posing as a human in high school. Different small town, same story. There were times it was monotonous, other times there were some things that piqued my interest. On a normal basis I didn’t get close to humans and their emotions, especially the teens were overwhelming. The constant influx of information, hormones, moodswings, etc bombarded me every second of every day. I’d gotten better at it as time went on. It reminded me of handling the newborns within Maria’s army. I filtered things out, just to keep myself sane. Having Alice there helped. Even during the most strenuous moments, her love for me, the purity behind it kept me balanced enough to get through the days.
Even if we weren’t always in the same classes, I could always feel her. She was the beacon of light in the darkness of teenage emotions.
I hadn’t expected to feel the shift in the pool of emotions that I did when I walked into first hour. The first thing I noted was someone whom I’d not seen, nor felt their emotions before. They looked fragile, almost as doll-like as Alice did. What I felt was a wave of too many emotions coming from the child. For the briefest moment it had almost pulled me under with the physical manifestations of the myriad of emotions that they felt. So much guilt, fear, anger, disgust came from them and I felt a pull I hadn’t in such a long time to try to assist in a way that wasn’t just pushing their emotions down. If I had a heartbeat I would have felt it pounding, would have heard it in my ears. I could hear how hard it was working, smell the secretion of cortisol in their bloodstream. Something was very wrong, intrinsically wrong and I knew that no one else seemed to see or notice the overwhelming despair that was coming from her.
I approached cautiously, kneeling on a single knee to look at her. I could see how haunted those dark eyes were and I couldn’t help but be drawn in, worried for her. Blonde waves were messy and it looked as though she’d been crying recently. I saw the scars on her and idly wondered if they had been self inflicted or if someone had done something to her.
“Come take a walk with me, you look like you need it,” I murmured softly, trying to push a gentle wave of concern over to ease her into following me.
“But-,” she answered and I waved a hand to stop her.
“Mrs. Johnson will be okay with you taking a walk,” I answered and the girl nodded.
She got up and left her backpack next to her seat. We left the classroom and I led her outside so she could get some fresh air. It looked like the small girl needed it. I felt for her, concern for this unknown human blotting out reason for the first time in over a century.
Once we were in a quiet place I motioned for her to sit, then sat next to her.
“I’m not going to ask if you’re okay. Your eyes tell me enough to know that the answer would be a lie,” I started and gave her a gentle smile, “my question is, if you’re okay with telling a complete stranger, did someone hurt you?”
Her green eyes widened, the fear coming to the forefront of my senses and it gave me my answer. Someone had.
“Is this someone you live with?”
The child started to chew the inside of her bottom lip, thinking, before she nodded.
“Would you be willing to talk about it?"
She didn't answer. Instead of pushing I held space for her, projecting that she was safe until she was ready to go back to class.
By lunch the concern I felt was stifling. I couldn’t get the look of her haunted eyes out of my head. I knew Alice was concerned and I could feel Edward's curiosity reaching for me. Quietly I asked Alice if she saw anything regarding the girl from my first hour. She closed her eyes and concentrated. I knew Edward was paying close attention to the conversation and I was glad that Rosalie and Emmett were out hunting.
"She isn't okay," Alice mumbled so quietly no human would be able to hear, "not in the slightest. I keep seeing her walk in with more marks on her and you being drawn to know what is happening to her."
I glanced at Edward and he frowned, "I can hear her. She's scared to go home."
"Can you hear why?"
"Something about her cousins."
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Days passed and as Alice predicted I kept being drawn to try to help. After a few weeks of showing her kindness and somehow making her feel safe Alice told me the day she'd say something. Alice didn’t tell me what. It wasn't her place to reveal that. It was frustrating, yet I understood.
The day the child told me, I saw the handprint bruise on her neck. Even with the makeup she used I saw the darkness. She struggled to speak and I could hear the hoarseness in it. It was worse than I'd imagined.
"My cousins assault me… Kristjan… he," her voice cracked and without a thought I wrapped my arms around her. I couldn’t tell you why I did so. There was an instinct in me I thought no longer existed that made me want to show her someone cared. Even with her muscles tightening out of anxiety there was something there that made her relax into the hold. I’d not been this close to a human in a long time. I didn’t fear hurting her. Instead I wanted to protect her. I knew what she was going to say. I didn't need to hear it. He'd done something unforgivable, something Edward had murdered people over. I was sickened by a family member doing that to anyone, let alone someone so fragile. The girl cried against me and I held her until she was too tired to continue her tears. I knew what I needed to do. I needed to tell Carlisle and have him intervene. She wouldn't be in that place any longer. She wouldn't be going back.
"After school, come with me. I'll make sure you're safe."
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dcuninterrupted · 2 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Gotham City Sirens (Comics), DCU (Comics), Harley Quinn (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Pamela Isley/Harleen Quinzel, Pamela Isley & Selina Kyle & Harleen Quinzel Characters: Harleen Quinzel, Pamela Isley, Selina Kyle Additional Tags: Past Abuse, Libraries, Past Joker (DCU)/Harleen Quinzel, Angst with a Happy Ending, DC Uninterrupted Series: Part 30 of DC Uninterrupted, Part 6 of DC Uninterrupted: Bat Family Summary:
Gotham is terrorized yet again by the news that the JOKER has escaped from Arkham Asylum. For most of the city, it is time to lock doors and buy bottled water, but for HARLEY QUINN there are quite different priorities. Despite the attempts of CATWOMAN and POISON IVY, the Harlequin of Crime has decided she needs to stop the JOKER from getting cornered by the new BATMEN who are less likely to handle him with the care she thinks he deserves. Will her fellow SIRENS stop her in time, or are they all just looking for a new kind of heartbreak?
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galaxofmuses · 1 year
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Since Kang had been cooperating smoothly lately, Lumine had added a a bed in his cell for now. "Keep answering our questions and do what we ask of you, I might start giving more food too."
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Kang lost count of how many weeks he's been stuck in this cell. He can't even feel his broken fingers and the layers of bruises on his body and face is barely stinging him from the layers of torture he has been through with these Mavericks. He's already forced to talk about his family...his friends...his past hacker life...his job...Rocket News and his coworkers...and....
...Jayden.
The thought of his coworker and close friend crosses his mind. The warm smile and sparkling heterochromia eyes. It was always a welcoming sight from all the chaotic work. Then a different voice cuts through. A voice all too familiar and opens his eyes and turns around to see the cruel Maverick. Also to his surprise to see is...a bed.
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"......H....How long? I...thought I answered everything..."
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