#partial nudity tw

[theflyingkipper]

Bodies

headcanon (?) ramblings below (originally had a read more but it glitched some of the text)

My human Edward is trans (honestly Edward is such a trans character. He has the energy to be trans in literally every way) Although I don't assign exact ages to my humanizations because of how much time the characters (as engines) exist across, I still want my human Ed to look like he's certainly lived through a lot. He has more scars than this pose allows me to show.

Although James is a pretty femme character and my humanization (while dressed up) reflects this, hes also lived in and scarred underneath his outer shell. He’s rarely seen with that unsightly burn scar from his first accident uncovered. he’s probably getting dressed, facing away from the bathroom mirror here, so he also doesn’t have to see it.

slight visual update for Henry’s prosthetic hand :) I think the best descriptor for his (new shape) body type is “literally just a guy”, I dont think he qualifies for dadbod and hes not RIPPED 💯 💪 either so hes just Dude. I gave him more arm scars, the fact that I’d made him only lose a hand with no minor injuries felt weird to me.

Ironically for the poses I drew them in, Edward is more comfortable in his skin than Henry ever will be. James’ perception of his body is low in a completely different and much more painful direction :(

#I havent drawn my humanizations a lot lately :( #Im sure a lot of people followed me for them and I just havent delivered XD #whatever I post what I want when I want 😎 😭 #I wrote this at 2am #ttte #thomas the tank engine #ttte humanized #ttte humanisation #ttte human au #art #kips cant shut up #ttte edward #ttte james #ttte henry #ttte headcanon #kips art #partial nudity tw #scarring tw

[signsofthreecomic]

So on a whim I decided to get the first two volumes of the manga series Moriarty The Patriot, mostly out of curiosity. What I didn't expect was to thoroughly enjoy myself!

I picked some of my favorite panels from volumes 1 & 2 and these are the first three. I learned right away how manga artists use speech bubbles to very cleverly hide problematic areas in their panels. I also kept noticing some WACK anatomy that made it through, but the lesson in that is I take myself way too seriously when this kind of stuff is being published professionally lmao. Also, a textured brush is your best friend, a few strokes and suddenly things have detail and texture and it's great.

Regardless, I had a lot of fun with these! Stay tuned- the Sherlock edition is coming soon hehe.

PS the first picture features Alexia and James, characters created by @ratblooded

#doodles #professor moriarty #sebastian moran #moriarty the patriot #yuukoku no moriarty #panel redraw #partial nudity tw #blood tw #ask to tag #Apologies if the source pics are not great i literally took pictures of the manga books haha

[thesofiavaldez]

♚ Leaving Colorado in such a rush had meant that Sofia and her sister both had to pack light. Their car had been left in the States, their cats purple tree shaped like clouds and the moon, a lot of Sofia's incense and crystals but mostly what had been left behind was clothes. Sofia had told her little sister to grab the expensive stuff like their laptops, hair dryers and shoes, and the important things like their photos and tarot cards, but black leggings could be replaced, denim skirts could be replaced.

♚. That was what Sofia was working on as her sister went down to the local college to see what it would take for her to enroll. She'd been at the thrift store since it opened, a pile of things already set aside for herself, her sister and also her boyfriend because she couldn't help herself when she saw a vintage Misery shirt. But she was running back and forth from the change rooms in her bra and some black shapewear shorts, picking things out and putting stuff back that she didn't want so she didn't have to bother the person working there.

♚ She was in the midst of putting something back, barefeet walking around on tiptoes as she did, when she noticed someone else browsing the racks, her hands letting go of the coat hanger for the item she was putting back while observing them. "Hey, honey, I don't know what you're looking for but I think I saw something that would suit you," she spoke, presuming the 'hey' and the fact no one else was around would be enough to indicate she was addressing them. "No pressure."

@fenrirswoodstarters

#sofiaopen #for anyone! #partial nudity tw

[acoldsovereign]

{{ HEYO EVERYONE. LOOK WHAT I DID (under the cut)!!!

I CAN DRAW AGAINNNNNN!!!!

#Art of the Mun (Tina) 🎨🎭 #{{ CALLING ON MY DIGITAL ART SKILLS FROM MEMORY!! PLUS THE STUFF I LEARNED FROM MY BEST FRIEND EQUALS........???!?!?? #{{ this is what im doing bc i need an icon for a reply and it turned into this hkjjhkh i am NOT mad at ALL #{{ maiz simps i finally understand your problem. i GET it. i am One Of You™ now...... becsuse gaddamn.... she's not even done cooking yet... #{{ i finally understand how hot she is i fear. i think I'll get more simps i fear.... and i definitely welcome them 😭 i am converted. #partial nudity tw #{{ i am using a reference bc I'm not that 'gud' yet but.... oh man. i like stopped using it several layers ago LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO

[zoe-and-quinn]

Whumptober Day 9

Polaroid / Mistaken Identity / “You’re a liar.”

TW: Restraints, partial nudity (non-sexual), knife, creepy whumper

The morning had gone by like usual. Alexei had come in to hand out food, water, and meds. Casey took a few minutes to go through Georgia’s paper cup and point out each supplement, antidepressant, and vitaman, to ease her mind. There was only one he didn’t recognise, but she quickly explained that it was her estrogen supplement.

“I don’t know how he knew my brand or dosage, though.”

“He has his ways,” Casey sighed.

Alexei came by to collect dishes, and the three started a game of go fish using Felix’s cards, asking questions with each play to get to know each other. Felix insisted on starting with simple questions, which Casey quickly agreed to. Felix tended to avoid talking about deep subjects, when at all possible. Besides, Casey didn’t know all that much about either Felix and Georgia, and favorite colors and animals seemed like a good place to start.

They only had a few minutes of playing before the door opened and Alexei walked in again. “Come on, Casey, let’s get moving,” he ordered, holding the door open and looking impatient.

Casey’s stomach dropped. “Where are we-”

“You’ve got a client,” Alexei interrupted, annoyed, “and they’ll be here any minute, so let’s move.”

Casey stayed motionless, rooted to the floor as the surprise and terror set in. He had only had a few clients since Alexei deemed him ‘trained’ enough to be on the market. He hadn’t gotten used to the paralyzing, horrible sensation of looming pain, hadn’t figured out how to push back the what-ifs and reluctance.

Alexei rolled his eyes and stepped into the room, grabbing Casey and yanking him up to his feet. He put a firm hand on his shoulder, pulling him out of his room and down the dreaded hallway. He stopped to grab something out of a cupboard, but Casey hardly noticed. He couldn’t stop staring at the steel door.

When Alexei pushed him towards it once more, the panic surged and filled his body. “Sir, don’t make me, please don’t-”

Alexei didn’t stop, sliding the bolt and pulling the door open. Casey was pushed inside. His eyes moved on their own accord, and he could not take responsibility for their sweep over the many weapons on the wall in front of him.

Something hit Casey’s back, and he flinched and turned to see a small heap of clothing on the floor. “Get changed quickly,” Alexei ordered, turning to unwrap a thick rope from an anchor on the wall.

Casey did as he was told, pulling off his old clothes and putting on a fresh white tee and a pair of black athletic shorts. He balled the dirty clothes up and held onto them nervously.

Alexei had untied the rope and added more slack. The rope was threaded through a loop on the ceiling, and the end now hung at about eye level. Tied onto it was a large, metal hook.

Alexei pulled a sturdy pair of handcuffs off a shelf, and Casey realized what was happening.

He backed away a step, shaking his head as tears started to well up in his eyes. This was all too much, he didn’t want this, he couldn’t handle this.

Alexei didn’t care. He grabbed his wrists and forced the handcuffs on, letting the bundle of clothes drop to the floor. He placed them on the hook and pulled the rope, and suddenly Casey was on his toes, hands above his head, caught like a worm on a hook.

“They’ll be here in a minute,” Alexei said, grabbing the dirty clothes and moving towards the door. “On your best behavior, understand?”

Casey said nothing, eyes screwed tightly shut.

“I said, do you understand?” The darkened tone made Casey flinch, and he nodded immediately.

“Yes, sir,” he whispered. Alexei left without another word.

The client opened the door a few minutes later, and before Casey knew it, they were momentarily blinded by the flash of a camera. Once their vision came back, blurry and littered with spots, they got a look at the client.

She looked to be in her mid 30s, with blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail. She smiled at Casey, holding the polaroid camera up again. This time, Casey had the foresight to close his eyes before the flash.

“Don’t mind me,” the woman said, bending down and pointing the camera up at him. “I’m just getting some ‘before’ pictures. We can get started in a minute.”

Casey found himself not minding the wait, as she lined up a few more shots. Anything to delay ‘getting started’.

Eventually, she put the camera down on a table, laying the developing photos out in a row. She turned to the wall of weapons and started looking. Casey didn’t know whether he wanted to watch or not, whether he wanted to know what would happen to him in a minute or two. In the end, it didn’t matter. He couldn’t bring himself to look away.

“So many interesting toys to play with,” the woman mused, tapping her chin in indecision. “In the end, though, I think I’ll stick to the classics.”

She pulled a knife off a magnetic strip, a small, curved weapon with a wicked shard point and a much duller blade. Casey couldn’t help the pathetic little whimper that escaped from his lips.

He wasn’t strong like Felix, not yet at least. He didn’t know how to bite back the screams, how to stay witty and brave through the pain.

When that knife bit into his chest as she slit his new clean shirt, when it carved patterns into his skin like he was a block of wood, he wasn’t able to hold back the sobs.

The client stepped back after what felt like hours, circling his shaking form like an artist around a sculpture. She picked up the camera and snapped picture after picture as Casey hung, barely supporting his weight, letting the cuffs rub his wrists raw.

She watched as they developed, smiling at each new addition to the collection of Casey’s pain. At one point, she picked one up and walked over to him.

“Look,” She said, grabbing his chin and forcing him to stare at the polaroid, showing off the blood dripping down his chest. “Don’t you think you look just beautiful like this?”

She was gripping him so hard, and his body hurt so much, and he wanted her to be happy, to leave him alone. “Y-yes,” he muttered, closing his eyes once more.

“Aww, you’re lying, aren’t you.” He felt a jolt of fear at these words. Would she punish him for the lie? Should he have told the truth, that he thought he looked like a cut of meat, barely human and hardly pleasing to the eye?

“No matter,” she continued, and he breathed a sigh of relief. “I can see enough beauty for the both of us.”

#whumptober 2023 #whumptober2023 #no.9 #fic #you're a liar #polaroid #whump #whump writing #whump fic #whumpee #whumptober #writing #knife tw #violence tw #restraints tw #partial nudity tw #creepy whumper #intimate whumper

[dxddyoriginal]

There was nothing that annoyed Mikael more about the human race than their slow reflexes. After the same drunken idiot spilled a beer on him, the beatdown that followed had left his shirt a mess of alcohol and blood and stripping it off entirely became the better option. He was going to be stuck in one of those stupid McKinley College sweatshirts now, great. ”Fuckin’ perfect,” he muttered as he started for the booth selling college merchandise.

@sanguishqsstarters​

#this is thirsty and im not even sorry tbh #sanguishqs.start #event starter #partial nudity tw

[palestporn]

Karkat: let him see the fear

You don't answer, but Gamzee must see some of your resignation in your face. When you snatch up a rag and start wiping angrily at one of his cheeks he just lets you, watching you placidly. His pupils are dilated enough to eat up most of the purple in his eyes.

He says, "You're hurting."

"I hit my head, and I've got some--scratches," you say, because apparently that purrbeast has escaped the shapeless containment device. "I'm fine. I told you I'd take care of everything, and I meant it."

Gamzee considers that while you wipe his face. There's a split in his lip, when you scrub the paint away, and a bruise on his jaw.

He says, "I mean, yeah, but. You're working up some shit in your thinkpan, is what I mean. You're hammering that shit down in, hard-shell little snipbeast like you are. Look at all these prickly-ass walls you're putting up."

"I'm not putting up walls," you snap, and wipe away a smear of paint, harder than you mean to. "I'm the very goddamn picture of professional transparency."

"I'm not a motherfucking professional," says Gamzee, and frowns at you, a slow shift like a moonrise, disapproval that's worse for how he seems to be discovering it as it happens. "And if you've got no walls, motherfucker, no hurt you're hiding from me, how come you're in ablutions with your motherfucking moirail and you got your whole shiny snipbeast shell on still?"

You look down at yourself, soaking uniform, water on your armor, and feel abruptly like a complete idiot. "That's--just," you start, and then growl and drop the rag on the seating shelf next to him to peel at your wet armor, tugging it away from cuts and scrapes and kicking it defiantly away into the corner of the ablutions chamber. Then you spread your arms like fuck you, here it all is, take a good fucking look. "Happy now?"

"Happier," says Gamzee, and yawns hugely, a wide stretch of fangs. "You're hurting still. You gotta just let go sometimes, best friend. You gotta stop doing the job and just motherfucking trust."

"I'm not going to stop doing my job," you snap, and he blinks at you through the water, slow and hazy, hardly together enough to move. You don't mean to raise your voice, but you're--you can't just stop taking care of him. You can't. The fear is a naked, ugly thing, turning your hands clumsy and your voice loud and harsh. "My job is to be what you need me to be, dipshit! I know you've got pretty lights and honking horns where your thinkpan should be, but you should know this by now--it's my job to keep you steady! It's my job to make you safe, you absolute fucking moron, and you can barely stand up right now, what do you mean, let go?!"

"I mean I'm pretty fuckin' steady now, best friend," he says, and lifts up a hand, slow and wavering, to take yours and pull it away from his face. The paint and blood are gone, and he looks like a different person without them. Thinner, and sadder, and younger and older both at the same time. "I mean, you told me we were already safe. And what you're showing me right now's a whole lotta scared and fucked up, like you think we're gonna get jumped on if you let me touch you kind. You tellin' me you said me some bullshit? We're not so motherfucking safe?"

"I-- Wh-- No, but--"

"So it's safe if you rest easy, too. If you didn't lie."

It's never fair when Gamzee suddenly manages to do something smart. All of a sudden sometimes that mild look closes on you like a trap on a squeakbeast, and he's got you coming and going. Well, fuck him. You're resolved in your mission, and letting him touch you a little isn't going to change that. You can take it, if it'll get him to stop looking at you like that.

Karkat: Give ground

==> Let him have your horns ==> Let him have your body ==> Let him have your thinkpan

[Start Over]

#CYOA: Mission Debriefing #Gamkar #Miracrails #partial nudity tw #blood tw #I don't think I will ever stop drawing older karkat as a tiny little buff brick lmao #ah yes very romantic....the expression of FUCK YOU IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED??? ARE YOU HAPPY??? DO YOU LIKE THIS?!?!?! #is really what drives people crazy lmao

[this-should-do]

thinking about barney (and his bald spot)

#barney calhoun #half life #half life 2 #partial nudity tw #i think this has been my first traditional sketch in quite possibly a month.. maybe even two...... #SAD! #i wuv him #<3 #idoindeeddraw

[baby-dango]

KLOKTOBER DAY 14: Horror Movie Crossover (very late)

The Human Dethipede: Full Sequence

I was originally going to make this one a crossover with Hereditary but I didn't think it was scary enough so I scrapped it and made this, which I debated with myself over posting because frankly, it's TOO scary. So I added some comedic dialogue to lighten things up, but it's still pretty brutal. I didn't feel comfortable posting the full color picture because it is a whole 'nother level of gross, but if you're a sick bastard and you want to see it, DM me.

#metalocalypse #kloktober 2023 #william murderface #nathan explosion #pickles the drummer #trans pickles #toki wartooth #skwisgaar skwigelf #dethklok #the human centipede 2 full sequence #gross tw #partial nudity tw

[morganmackerel]

Mini ref for Eli I made a few weeks back during artfight!

It's not a super detailed one but I will make a follow up to it one day! This is just more for a quick visual full body reference.

#art #ocs #illustration #clip studio paint #partial nudity tw

[theflyingkipper]

henry sketches I dug up

some headcanons to go with:

- he can move his prosthetic hand to a degree! he still has his wrist and joint of his thumb, the hand is designed so he can grab things by pinching them with the little movement he still has

- the primary reason henry cut his hair after the flying kipper accident was because his nearly waist length mane was too difficult to care for with one hand, and it was prone to getting caught in the joints

- henry had his appendix removed when he was a kid. He doesn’t remember this at all, like most of his childhood. (it doesn’t help that it isnt well documented, either, he doesnt have photos of himself as a kid. the only documentation is his birth certificate : which is 2 wilting pieces of paper tacked together)

#been so tired lately in sorry 😭 #ttte #thomas the tank engine #art #ttte henry #kips art #me talking #ttte headcanon #ttte humanized #partial nudity tw #amputation tw

[storyweaverofgondor]

Whumptober 2023 Day 11 - Captivity

Defiance

Well, this was really fun to make! XD I tried a few new things (namely, how to do bruises) and I'm pretty happy with how this turned out.

@whumptober-archive @whumptober

#whumptober2023 #no.11 #Captivity #original art #original character #blood #injury #bruises #barbed wire #partial nudity #blood tw #bruises tw #barbed wire tw #partial nudity tw #oc art #whump art #Storyweaverofgondor's art #ripped clothes #tied up #whump #prisoner #dark

[thesofiavaldez]

sofia's closet ♚ {four} whining wolf + nails

#usfw #partial nudity tw

[whumpwillow]

manhwa is “It was a mistake Grand Duke!”

#whump #whump art #manhwa whump #partial nudity tw #it was a mistake grand duke