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honkygay · 18 days
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OH DAAAARRLLIIIINNNGGG !! GUESS WHO’S INTO FNAF AGAIIINNN!!!
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i love him so many. one of my many jeremy designs.
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theserpentsnight · 29 days
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Small cry for help
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effen-draws · 1 year
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I finished playing aa4 this week and MAN what a good last case! Kristoph truly lives up to previous great aa villains!
Also here have a few alts because you know how I am:
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pespillo · 8 months
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the axe cuts and the tree remembers
[id: A drawing of King Clawthorne holding a distraught Terra Snapdragon´s face with his left arm, he is wearing a red cape and his right claw is put away with a drop of blood on it, he is looking into her eye and her right eye is heavily wounded and bleeding, two scars in the form of an "X" across it and over her nose, she is also missing her left plant-like antler and shes bound by spiny vines, King ´s caption reads in red; " Dont you want to remember this, sprout? Isnt it nice to keep this memory?". End of id]
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the scissors cut and the sprout rots
[id: a sketch of King and Raine Whispers in a field of grass and flowers, King is plucking the petals of a flower as he speaks to Raine, dialogue reads; "If no one knew about me, how could have you known she was doing the same things to others beside you?". Raine is on the foreground of the scene with only half of their face showing, they are looking down somberly, their dialogue reads; "I still... wished i did something." to which King responds ; "Whispers, don´t be foolish, they would have just killed you." , Raine only responds with a small "i guess so." End of id]
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denieatsart · 7 months
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Wrong Place [] Kross
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Cross : Jakei [] Killer : Rafwabahs [] Song : Trees II by McCafferty [] Tags : @Unknownarmageddon @Psycho-chair @Its-paperd @Justanidiotartist @Nashdoesstuff @Consumeroflemoans Kross people look food
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herosplatling-replica · 3 months
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eye for an eye
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whumpshaped · 1 year
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tw nonhuman whumpee, accidental injury, blood, (implied) eye gore
"Hey, buddy..." Caretaker slowly inched closer towards the dangerous monster, eyeing those sharp claws warily. "I don't wanna hurt you. I saw the trail of blood you left, I thought you might need some help..."
"Leave," Whumpee growled. It wasn't a very ferocious growl. It was more... trying to scare Caretaker off before Caretaker could scare them worse.
"I will, I will. But can I look at your injury first?" They could almost touch the beast. "It won't hurt. I'm just gonna look-"
Whumpee didn't think before they acted; their arm shot out protectively, clawing at whatever part of Caretaker they could reach. There was a bloodcurdling scream, and Whumpee's claws came back bloody.
When they looked to see what kind of damage they'd done, their eyes widened in horror. Caretaker wasn't going to look at their wounds. In fact, Caretaker wasn't going to look at anything ever again.
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@ashh-ed @whumpsday @whump-queen @dustbunnywhump @the-scrapegoat @hidden-dreamland
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random-fandom-whump · 2 years
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Once Upon a Time S05E13 ↳ RFW's Favorite OUAT Whump Moments
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brittlebutch · 10 months
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The 'Enjoying watch you suffer' line in Broadcast has always been hard to pin down; Tim's leg getting broken is the biggest incident in Entry #35, so it's natural to want to tie the two together, but it seems to fit so indelicately into what we know about the timeline of totheark's internal relationship that it almost causes more problems than it resolves. However, even though it's very blink and miss it, Tim does actually manage to stab Alex in the arm before he gets knocked down -- we hear Alex cry out in pain, can see blood on the blade when Jay picks it up, and then in the recovered corrupted footage from that tape that Jay posts as Entry #36 Alex says "I did what I had to... he'd just stabbed me" -- and that injury being what totheark was trying to call attention to, to me, reads a lot more clear and consistent than anything else does
#N posts stuff#marble hornets#it's so hard to figure out lol bc Tim's leg is The Thing so it feels like they should be linked but like it just doesn't seem to flow#and the timeline of s2 is so mangled by the mix mash and retreading ground of all the tapes#ie; Present!Jay uploading Past!Jay's (and Past!Alex's) tapes and commenting on them while Present!TTA responds to both#that it's hard to figure out if TTA is still working together in that Present!Time or if it's Only in the old tapes and they fell out like#Immediately after Jay got the code for the safe from them - which is Possible? We do know that Tim and Brian separated#like Right after they'd managed to separate Jay and Jess but IDK if that separation would account for the kind of anger implied in#the sentiment 'enjoying watching you suffer' you know? And Jay doesn't get Tim's medical records until s3 - which we KNOW#is the Final Death Knell in TTA's relationship and i don't think Brian would have sat on those for so long so i feel like he hadn't#found them by this point in s2 - that must have come later. so That makes this line feel so out of place in their relationship#BUT if Brian is paying more attention to Alex than Tim at this point then it makes A Lot more sense if it's directed at him#and since the creators Specifically included that corrupted footage that makes Sure to get 'he stabbed me' clear in audio AND#in Jay's subtitles - I wonder if that's an attempt to draw attention to that injury and maybe clarify the TTA upload a little bit?#OR you know maybe I'm reading into it all too much but hey. with this series that's actually a pretty solid living so#mh lb#i'm rewatching bc i'm about to start giving the Bleed More fic another attempt at getting finished and finalized so. keep an eye out :3c
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snaill-dragon · 2 months
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IMPORTANT CONTENT WARNING: flashing, eye strain, glitch effects, and implied death/or major injury.
Also just general feelings of uneasiness, but I don’t think that needs its own warning.
I wanted to draw something new and really different from my usual style. While also doing some animation again. This was fun!
It’s def not the best example of my animation skills, but I ROCKED the creepy yet cool vibes I was going for.
And the dot style was fun.
(Also you can call this OC Falcon, it’s a sort of code name she picked out for herself in her lore)
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How is Remus and Logan doing? Is their anything we whispers can do to help?
(( TW: Poison, blood, Implied eye trauma/injury ))
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skyward-floored · 1 year
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Oooh can I get more stuff about Hyrule :3 his backstory seems very interesting to me in the incredibles au!
This isn’t all of Hyrule’s backstory, but... this is definitely the worst part.
I actually already had a bunch of this written and was planning to publish it at some point as it’s own thing, so it has a reason to be as long as it is. I’m never going to be able to stick to the self-imposed word limit why did I bother
Set a month or two before Sky and Time find him, and ah... warning for blood and injury. sorry. I’ll put most of it under a cut because of that.
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Link leapt straight over a pile of cardboard boxes, almost slipping in a pile of icy slush as he landed, but he managed to regain his balance and kept running, ears pricked for the shouting coming from behind him.
The wind was cold where it blew through the holes in his coat; winter had come earlier than anyone had expected, and Link hadn’t hadn’t been given anything thicker to wear.
But was finally out of that awful place, after a whole string of awful places, and could easily find a winter coat now, he was sure.
And maybe somewhere not so awful.
Link swerved around a corner and screeched to a halt, finding himself in a dead end. A tall fence blocked the end of the alleyway, but as Link looked closer, he realized he could probably climb it.
“There he is!”
Link’s heart shot straight up into his throat, and he ran over to the fence, scrambling up the freezing metal as footsteps pounded behind him.
He spared half a glance behind him as the shouts increased, hands shaking as he caught sight of several familiar faces. An eye insignia was visible on almost all of them, and he paled as he realized just how many people were chasing him. Was the whole gang after him?
Link had just reached the top when he heard a noise, and turned just in time to see something flying towards him—
Pain exploded in Link’s side and he screamed as he just barely managed to throw himself over the fence, forcing himself to create a shield right before he hit the ground. There was a small pile of snow which helped cushion the fall, and Link dropped his shield as he stumbled quickly to his feet.
He nearly went sprawling as his side burned, but he forced himself to walk, barely biting back another scream. He was not going back there, he was not letting them catch him again. The first time had been horrible, and he was sure it would be even worse if they caught him this time.
Link managed a jog, hoping the rapidly worsening storm would be too much for the men to keep chasing him. He took tricky paths and crawled through pipes, backtracking and going in as confusing of a manner as possible as the city grew more and more white with snow around him.
But finally the pain was too much.
Link finally fell to his knees as his side screamed in pain, red dripping onto the snow. Somehow he managed to drag himself to some shelter, shivering with pain and cold as he curled up behind a half-buried dumpster.
Link pressed his hands to his side, nearly shrieking when he touched the bloodied skin. His tears made it hard to see, but he could still catch the blue glow of his powers as he tried desperately to heal himself, fighting past his exhaustion and terror.
He wasn’t sure how far he got before he passed out.
(...)
The blizzard had slowed to mere flurries when Link awoke, exhausted and shivering with cold.
He stared above him at the sky, dark with clouds, but lit a faint orange by the light of the city. Every inch of him hurt, his tears had frozen on his cheeks, and every sound could be a sign of someone coming to drag him back and force him to heal for people who just wanted to hurt others.
Link sniffled, but held back his tears, still terrified someone would hear him. Instead he curled up in a ball, trying to conserve heat as he closed his eyes again. His side still hurt, but he knew he was too tired to try and heal it further.
He wasn’t sure how long he’d been lying there when a sound hit his ears, and he dragged his eyes open again, a shadow falling across his face.
Link blinked up at the figure above him, and felt his stomach drop as he saw a large, heavyset man, who looked rather menacing despite the sprinkle of flurries catching in his beard.
It was a member of the gang.
He’d been found.
Link was still weakened from healing himself, and exhausted from how far he’d run in such a short time and the fact that he’d barely had any food the past several days. The likelihood of him escaping was far too small, but he had to try. He had to.
Link shrank back, shivering wildly and looking for a way to somehow slip away despite how he could barely move.
But then the man carefully held out a hand, in a gesture that was the opposite of threatening.
Link stared at it, then flinched as the man reached into his bag, expecting a weapon to be pulled on him. But instead the man pulled out a blanket, and handed it over to Link.
Link watched in disbelief, too frozen in astonishment to take it. The man leaned closer when he didn’t move, and tugged the blanket over Link’s shoulders, warm fabric settled over his freezing arms. Link couldn’t move he was so shocked, but then the man pressed a small container into his hands as well, of something that smelled amazing and was beautifully warm.
He looked up at the man in utter shock, and a finger went to the man’s lips, something surprisingly gentle in his gaze.
“It’s a secret to everybody,” he said in a whisper, then gave Link a single pat on the head before disappearing into the night.
Link stared after him, something tightening in his throat for some reason.
But he shook it off, ignoring how he could still feel the warmth of the man’s hand on his head, and turned his attention back to the container in his lap. Delicious smells were coming from inside, and he eagerly pulled the box open.
He nearly felt like crying at the sight of the warm food inside, meat and noodles of some kind with pieces of vegetables tucked in along with it. As the warm smells drifted around him, Link decided he didn’t care if this was a trick. He hadn’t eaten barely anything all week, and the sight and smell were too much for his aching stomach to resist.
He dug in, food warming him straight from head to toe, and even when it was gone the night didn’t seem quite as cold as it had before. Link blinked drowsily as he finished, feeling warm and surprisingly content. His side didn’t even hurt as much, and he curled up in the blanket the man had given him, the fabric thin, but surprisingly soft and warm.
He knew he should probably stay awake in case the man had tricked him and tried to come back, but his exhaustion won out, and he fell asleep.
He’d figure it out tomorrow.
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amalia-uwu · 10 months
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The Care that You Need
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Undertale by Toby Fox
Horrortale by Sour Apple Studios @horrortalecomic
Prompts by @a-whispering-echo
Fic by me
I don't own undertale or horrortale or the prompts. The rights go to the respective owners! This story is for entertainment purposes only!
Warnings ⚠️: blood, angst, (inaccurate) panic attack, hurt /comfort. Injuries, mention of almost death,
¡Enjoy!
He was walking home. Snow crunched under his feet. In his face you could discern a wave of sorrow, sadness, anger, bitterness, betrayal..
His head ached, his wound hadn't healed. It was just a few moments ago where he had to fight Undyne..
There were moments.. Moments like these where he cursed the day and the moment that human crossed their path..
He was tired. His feet couldn't walk any longer, he stopped by a tree and leaned his back there..
He looked around making sure he was alone.
His eyes landed on his hands. There was blood on them. His blood, their blood.
They could have found another way..
But no, Alphys wanted to sacrifice him against his will.
No!
No, Sans wasn't selfish. He actually wanted to help..
That's what he always wanted... He always wanted to help those in need.
He could have fixed the core. If she had just listened to him. They could live happily..
But.. Heh... But no, things where never easy. Things always had to go downhill.. Heh... Heh..
A few steps away from him there was a frozen lake. He slowly crawled towards it.
Once he reached it, he looked at his reflection.
“......”
He touched his skull and eye reluctantly and...
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”
His screaming echoed throughout the forest, scarring some birds who flew away at the sudden scream.
He punched the ice cracking it and hurting his k'nuckles as well.
He punched the ice again and again breaking it completely. The ice broke into tiny pieces.
He could still see his reflection in the water. He punched the it as a result his image faded in the troubled water. He sat down and put his head on his knees.
«Why?» he thought...
Heh... 'that's a question that will never be answered.
He got up with shaky woobly legs Papyrus must be worried sick.
He teleported home.
Once inside his home... He stood in the living room....
“SANS? WHERE WERE YOU? WE HAVE POWER!! I'VE BEEN CALLING YOU AND YOU DIDN'T PICK UP!! I WAS WORRIED!!” Papyrus voice came from the kitchen.
Sans said nothing, he snorted bitterly.
His lower 'lip' quivered.
Papyrus let go of the pot he was holding, closed the kitchen and walked towards the living room.
“SANS? YOU FALL ASLEEP ON THE COUCH? YOU LAZY BONES?”
As soon as he stepped on the living room. His soul sunk..
There on the floor on his knees was his brother.
The brother whom he loved so much!
Papyrus looked at his brother's face and examined him.
His once beautiful cyan and yellow eye was now bloody red. His skull had a nasty crack.. Blood was still running down his head. His blood stained his clothes.
“S-SANS? WH-WHAT HAPPENED? WHO? WHO DID THIS TO YOU?”
«What... happened?.! ...» Papyrus questioned fear, worry in his face and voice.
......
Sans's face was 'emotionless'.... Neutral...
However as soon as he heard the question
«What happened?»
....
Everything that had happened came to crash him down.
He remembered...
...everything...
How she attempted to kill him. He remembered the feeling of his eye being removed violently and his skull cracking..
He was back there. He was reliving what had happened hours ago.
In a matter of seconds the room  felt like it ran out of air.  He couldn't breathe.
The place suffocated him. He grabbed his chest and started gasping for air. He made choking noises.
Papyrus calmly held him by the shoulders, firmly yet gently.
He spoke softly “Sans? Brother? I need to you to listen to me. Follow my voice and tell me what you see?”
Sans was gasping. His eyes unfocused...
Papyrus kept talking to him. “Follow my voice! I am here for you and I want to help you! Tell me what you see?”
Sans blinked “I... I see a scarf”
Papyrus nodded softly “Good, what color is the scarf?”
Sans gulped, his breathing calming down slowly. Sweat running down his brow mixing with blood.
“R-red...” he slowly started regained control of his breathing.
“Allright, Sans, good what else do you see?” Papyrus asked again relieved that sans was slowly snapping out of it.
“I see you paps” he said a little calmer than before.
“Allright, where are we?” Papyrus asked still holding Sans shoulders.
Sans looked around. He was home. He wasn't back there...
Sans's eyes focused. His breathing had returned to normal (almost)
“We are home” he said panting.
Papyrus sighed in relief.
"Sans? What happened to you... I know you don't like talking much but please.. Let me help you! Let me give you the care that you need! I can give it to you. All you have to do is ask."
Sans jumped in his brother's hug and started sobbing.
He explained to him what they did to him.. Papyrus was listening to him closely.
If papyrus had blood you could say it  was boiling.
He felt appalled by what Undyne and Alphys did. He moreover felt shocked yet he understood his brothers actions.
He kept listening as Sans wailed in his arms.
Sans bawled his soul out. After what seemed like forever he looked at Papyrus and asked “D-do *sniff* do  you *sniff* hate me?” his face bathed in tears.
Papyrus was taken aback “Why? Brother? Hate you for what? I can never know what I would have done if I were you...
Sure, I believe everyone can change if the want to and if they try... But... some creatures are just... unredeemable. No matter what happens, they can't change, they refuse to change” he stated hugging Sans tighter.
“I love you brother, no matter what! Never forget that! Thank you for telling me!” Papyrus spoke softly.
Sans smiled through tears. Papyrus smiled and wiped away some trails of tears. “I love you too papyrus! Thank you for listening to me!” he looked at him.
“Everything is going to be okay! Whatever it is we will face it together!” Papyrus smiled
Sans smiled weakly. “Yeah... Thanks pap!”
Papyrus smiled “Of course! Now, we need to clean you up and take care of your injuries” he got up and offered his hand on his brother
“Come on brother! Allow the Great Papyrus to help you!”
Sans looked at his brother and at his stretched hand. He smiled weakly /tiredly and took his hand.
He got up but tripped and fell forwards. Papyrus caught him “oops sorry bro” sans spoke weakly
Papyrus smiled softly “Fear not brother the great papyrus will give you the care that you need. Come you've been through a lot”
Papyrus carried him in the bathroom where he removed his bloody dirty clothes. He began cleaning him gently.
Sans was silent for most part when a question popped in his mind.
“Papyrus?” he began.
“Yes brother?”
“Can you fix something that is broken?
Do you think something that is already broken can be fixed?
Do you think something broken beyond repair can return to the way it was before?”
Papyrus was silent. He knew were sans was going. “No, but I can try! I will stay here by your side my brother. I will make the impossible, possible. I have hope that things will turn out to be okay! It won't be easy but, you are not alone.. You have me! Besides, we can only move forward... It's gonna be okay Sans! ”
Sans smiled softly “Thanks bro...”
Papyrus patted his scapula gently.
He washed him, dressed him and took care of his wounds.
He fed him a little. Sans hugged his brother and sighed.
Maybe, Papyrus was right. The past belong to the past. The future is unknown but it didn't matter. Everything will be okay! It will take time... But everything will be okay!
After all, there is always a rainbow after a strom.
“I love you bro! You are the best!” Sans said softly, eyes closed listening to his brother's soulbeat.
Papyrus smiled softly and hugged him back caressing his back.
“I love you too sans!”
The end! 😘
Thank you for reading! 💙
Please let me know what you think!! Have a great time! 😁 XoXo💋💋💕
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theserpentsnight · 2 years
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Decided to share these sketches after all
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lichens-art · 7 months
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Do you ever think about your OC's past and you're like "What the fuck happened to you?" knowing full well what happened and why.
Anyways have Teenage Ichigo because I'm feeling angsty.
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cowboy-anon · 1 year
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Quick CW: Black eye, bruises, partial nudity (non-sexual)
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Finished rendering my sketch! (I think it’s rendered anyway? Lol, I mean, there’s shading so yeah.) Couldn’t decide whether I liked it better with or without the shadow on the wall, but aka the one where Auggie (Apple pre-Clay) is just not having a good time. Yes, it will get worse for him >:)
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