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wyspersss · 1 year

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nightwing notebook doodles

#nightwing #dick grayson #dc #dc comics #batfamily #bat family #batfam #batkids #should I tw injury???#tw injury #just for good measure #id in alt text

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theramblingvoid · 2 years

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Low level/continuous pain tips for writing

Want to avoid the action movie effect and make your character's injuries have realistic lasting impacts? Have a sick character you're using as hurt/comfort fodder? Everyone has tips for how to write Dramatic Intense Agony, but the smaller human details of lasting or low-level discomfort are rarely written in. Here are a few pain mannerisms I like to use as reference:

General

Continuously gritted teeth (may cause headaches or additional jaw pain over time)

Irritability, increased sensitivity to lights, sounds, etc

Repetitive movements (fidgeting, unable to sit still, slight rocking or other habitual movement to self-soothe)

Soft groaning or whimpering, when pain increases or when others aren't around

Heavier breathing, panting, may be deeper or shallower than normal

Moving less quickly, resistant to unnecessary movement

Itching in the case of healing wounds

Subconsciously hunching around the pain (eg. slumped shoulders or bad posture for gut pain)

Using a hand to steady themself when walking past walls, counters, etc (also applies to illness)

Narration-wise: may not notice the pain was there until it's gone because they got so used to it, or may not realize how bad it was until it gets better

May stop mentioning it outright to other people unless they specifically ask or the pain increases

Limb pain

Subtly leaning on surfaces whenever possible to take weight off foot/leg pain

Rubbing sore spots while thinking or resting

Wincing and switching to using other limb frequently (new/forgettable pain) or developed habit of using non dominant limb for tasks (constant/long term pain)

Propping leg up when sitting to reduce inflammation

Holding arm closer to body/moving it less

Moving differently to avoid bending joints (eg. bending at the waist instead of the knees to pick something up)

Nausea/fever/non-pain discomfort

Many of the same things as above (groaning, leaning, differences in movement)

May avoid sudden movements or turning head for nausea

Urge to press up against cold surfaces for fever

Glazed eyes, fixed stare, may take longer to process words or get their attention

Shivering, shaking, loss of fine motor control

If you have any more details that you personally use to bring characters to life in these situations, I'd love to hear them! I'm always looking for ways to make my guys suffer more write people with more realism :)

#voidrambles #writing #whump #does this count as that? whatever those folks will probably enjoy it at any rate #this is honestly mostly for my own reference but i hope it can maybe help some other people too :)#I'm so pulled in by books that write pain in a human and detailed way and not just when it's dramatic or intense #would love to see more of that and incorporate it into my own writing #oh i should have added. distraction seeking to that list #like writing a really long post about.#...yes i may be chronically ill and having a flare today and yes i may be farming myself for writing tips for Future Me hdgfhfhsjs #but hey gotta do your research somewhere babeyyy it all goes in the creativity soup #tw injury #tw illness

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sporeclan · 1 month

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So. I was not messing around when I said this one would be severe.

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nell0-0 · 2 months

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AHHHH! He lost his EYE in the war! AHHHH!

I am perfectly normal about your last comic. I swear. Very normal. Just...not at all sobbing and emotional over it. You should know that. Definitely. ;_;

It's so good and so sad!

Yep ;u;

Glad you liked it tho!

Take the broken mask drawing as symbolism (?). A piece of him is now forever a part of Mask, and there's no taking that back.

There are many protrayals of Fierce Deity out there, but I like to think he ain't necessarily mean (quite the contrary), just a bit out of touch with how hylians work and feel. Fierce Deity deemed some things necessary for Mask's survival and well being, and not necessarily all of them were free of consequences. It was done with good intentions tho. If only he bothered to explain/tell Mask that...

Tormenting Twilight a bit is fun sometimes too ksksks

> Context about the ask HERE

> Twili Twilight looks HERE

> Continuation of this HERE

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factual-fantasy · 1 year

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A lot of people have been asking about my version of Bowser and what he’s like. And my answer is that he’s a lot more cruel than canon Bowser. He is ruthless, he is powerful. And he is more than willing to kill you to get what he wants.

People have also asked about when the Bros witnessed the power of a 1-up mushroom for the first time, and what exactly happened.. When the bros invaded Bowser’s castle to rescue Peach, Bowser was not fazed. Countless Toads and Delfinos had made the dangerous journey to his castle, only to be erased by one swipe of his claw. And Mario was no different. Without the protection of the Fire flower, he was dead in one strike.

The thing that set Mario apart from the other so called “hero’s”, the thing about him that struck fear in Bowsers heart. Was that after being killed. Mario stood back up. And not only that, but he knocked Bowser out with one blow to the face. Bowser didn’t even know what hit him before he collapsed.

As Mario was escaping with Luigi and Peach in tow, Bowser was furious. This plan he’d been crafting for years was destroyed by one small man. Bowser spoke out of line. “This isn’t over”. A threat to strike again.

Bowser didn’t think this creature could scare him more than he already has. But its when Mario made a promise. A promise to one day return, and kill him. That Bowser realized how truly outmatched he was. And he did not try to prevent them from escaping.

#mario and luigi #princess peach #bowser #blood warning #heavy blood #tw gore #tw injury #tw death #tw organs #if there are any other warnings I should add let me knowww

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faeriekit · 11 months

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Health and Hybrids 👽👻💚

[I can't remember the original prompt posters for the life of me but here's a mashup between a cryptid!Danny, presumed-alien!Danny, dp x dc, and whatever prompt made the one body horror meat grinder fic.]

[Here's part one or whatever. If I feel like making more I'll make more and/or post it to ao333333.]

💚👻👽👻💚

The world is on fire, and Danny is burning.

The GAV is in shreds; wherever he’s crashed, there’s no way to determine up or down. He’s entombed in wreckage. Everything is on fire and everything burns, and it takes Danny all his strength to peel himself from where he’s contorted around the driver’s seat chair, to drag himself through the twisted metal and shards of glass with nothing but his hands and his tears.

He hurts.

It hurts so badly.

He crawls, because he can’t tell if he has legs or a tail right now, and is too afraid to find out he can’t walk by injuring one of his legs permanently. It’s hard to see through the smoke and the tears. He can’t breathe. He couldn’t breathe even if he wanted to.

There are instincts unique to being dead. Danny can’t tell up or down, and he can’t tell where he is or remember how he got here, but his core tugs him towards somewhere dark. Somewhere cool. Somewhere enclosed, even—even better, so Danny can curl up and sob in peace.

Danny wedges himself into a dark corner, curls himself up as much as he can, and lets himself drop into his core.

*

Something is touching him somethingistouchinghimsomethingistouchinghim—

Danny pops out of his core with a scream. No words. No coherency. Everything hurts, and all he can do is scream.

Someone is touching him. The thing touching him is body-shaped. Human-shaped. Danny screams higher, louder—some part of his hindbrain knows that if he screams for real then there won’t be a human but there will be guts and gore and blood, but Danny’s too tired to scream for real, and too weak. His scream is only enough to send the human sprawling back instead.

More humans take the place of the first. Danny keens, fights back a sob—when another tries to rouse him from his hiding spot with an exposed hand, Danny flashes his teeth.

The human flinches, but doesn’t go away.

Danny feigns a fanged bite. The figure jumps back. Good.

He’s too weak to run. He’s too weak to walk through the walls of his hiding spot and dart away. His visibility flickers—probably how a human found him in the first place. He’s so tired. Everything hurts. But if he looks dangerous and acts dangerous, maybe they’ll leave him alone. They have to leave him alone.

Please, please leave him alone.

They don’t.

There’s something in his face. Danny doesn’t recognize the shape immediately, but eventually something clicks: a loop on a stick is a catchpole. The strangers are trying to capture him.

He’s so afraid of something else around his neck. His whole body racks with shivers. He can’t run. He can’t bite. Please, please, please—

It doesn’t latch to his hand. It latches to his wrist.

Danny is only peripherally aware of being dragged onto his knees, of being dragged into a container. By the time the doors shut in around him, his mind is empty of anything that isn’t fear and pain, pain, pain.

He drops into his core.

*

Danny wakes up in a container.

It’s not the same container. But all containers are the same.

Danny screams. The soundwaves vibrate the glass until it shakes, slamming against the floor until cracks form in the concrete beneath him.

Still, no cracks form in the container. When he wails a second time, there’s no strength behind it. He just sobs.

He’s alone. He’s alone and he’s contained and no one is coming to get him. His transportation is in pieces. He’s injured and he’s scared. He’s so scared. Everything hurts. He wants to hide in his core and he wants to run away and he wants to slither through the wall and he doesn’t have the energy into any of it.

Danny curls up in a corner, hopes he’s left alone—or better, released—and hides.

He doesn’t know how much time passes before he hears a click.

…But he hears a click. Danny peeks open an eye.

There’s…food. He thinks it’s food, anyway. Oatmeal? It’s in a bowl and it’s beige and it’s on a tray on the ground.

Danny sniffs. …The last captors hadn’t offered him food. They hadn’t thought he’d had needs, or that they ought to feed him.

It’s a miserable, aching feeling when he thinks this is a step up.

There’s a flimsy plastic spoon on the tray. When Danny jumps on the bowl, devouring the contents as quickly as his body will let him, the spoon goes down the hatch with the gruel.

Danny falls back asleep in the far corner of the container miserable, cold, in pain, and injured. But he falls asleep full.

It’s a luxury to not be hungry.

*

There’s a click.

Danny ignores it. He’s not hungry. He’s sleepy. His body is trying to conserve calories and metabolize new ones. He doesn’t want to wake up.

The oatmeal goes uneaten.

*

There’s a click. Danny’s eyes crack open.

Apparently he’s been asleep for a while, because there are three bowls of uneaten oatmeal on the ground, waiting for him. All are in varying stages of crusting over.

Whatever. Free food. Danny wolfs it down anyway, and tucks himself back into his corner. He’s almost him-shaped again. His human traits are slowly returning, cell by cell, piece by piece. He can almost feel the fractures he knows he’ll have in his legs!

…Wait. Wasn’t his container opaque?

It’s…not anymore. The walls are clear. Danny can see—or, well, until he gets his eyes back, can sort of feel—the room around him, and the trace presences of the beings who occupy it.

It’s a lab. Danny knew it would be, but his core still drops down, down down. He had been praying he’d never see a live specimen lab ever again. He certainly hadn’t wanted to see yet another one from inside the cage.

Humans come and go from the lab. Most are in white coats and pants, but they’re not GIW. Or, well, they’re probably not GIW, anyway, considering that they’ve been feeding him. The guys in white never think of his needs, since they don’t care if he Ends or not. There are monitors that fuzz and warp in his not-vision with details he can’t make out on screen, but knows instinctively that the monitors pertain to him.

And to his capture.

There are some visitors in odd colored suits. They talk. The colorful ones don’t approach him, but they…watch.

No one approaches. Good. Danny will bite them if they do.

With the see-through window, Danny can see the bright-suited blob shove a tray of food through a slot in his container.

It doesn’t fall to the floor, though. There’s a little mechanical thing that brings the oatmeal and flimsy spoon to a safe rest on the steel floor.

…Alright. Bone appetite. Danny’s hungry, and food is food. He pours most of the bowl straight into his stretched mouth and scrapes the rest in with a spoon.

More of his wounds are sealing. Healing. His core doesn’t throb so horribly with pain. The cracks in his soul are smoothing out. With consistent food and rest, Danny will be able to actually mount an escape.

Good. Danny licks the flecks of meal from the edges of his mouth. Good.

When he naps, this time, it’s on purpose.

Soon he’ll be healed enough to leave.

*

The clear window doesn’t go away. Danny’s poor sight doesn’t improve, but he can see people come and go. Danny’s never truly left alone. There is always at least one brightly-colored human around (or one dark, silent human), and an assortment of white-coated scientists milling about.

The clear window lets them see him, presumably. If Danny wants to escape, he’ll have to be careful not to be seen.

Quietly, so quietly. Danny slo-o-o-owly amps up the resonance of his core.

There are cameras. There must be. There are always cameras. Disrupting the electrical flow in and around his container is essential to getting himself out of sight.

The lights flicker. The human milling about all flock to monitors, silent voices coming muffled through the see-though walls of the container. Danny reels in his resonance just a touch—whoops.

But no one is looking.

Something twinges in Danny. Well…no one is looking.

Very, very quietly, Danny peels a relatively safe amount of ectoplasm away from his core. A Danny-shaped shadow forms, and, yeesh, does he really look that bad?

Whatever. There’s no time.

Danny turns himself invisible. He slips through the walls of his container, and leaves the lab to explore the base.

#the JL: uh. what the hell is this #the JL: I guess we can...it looks vaguely humanoid? Should we assume it's sentient? Let's get it to medbay— AH IT'S GONNA BITE ME #JL: Feral Baby Jail. STAT.#another Everyone in DP Is Dead Or Otherwise Inaccessible AU™#dp x dc #dpxdc #danny phantom #dcu #dcu crossover #cryptid!au #tw injury #tw medical #I guess #There are VERY enthusiastic doctors on hand at all time WAITING to slap a bandaid on him as soon as they figure out communication #in the meantime #allergen friendly nutrient gruel it is baby!

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xeequin · 7 months

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assorted kaeyas

#kaeya #genshin #portrait #mihoyo #art #kaeya alberich #genshin impact #tw eye injury #if u think i should add anymore warnings lmk!#i have. like 8 kaeya’s in this one procreate file but I’m gonna wait to post them until i finish the much more sane number of 16 or 24 ofc #i love him sm u don’t understand

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latenightsundayblues · 8 months

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If there's a good side to getting your face smashed in with a TV and needing to use a glass eye, Stu seems to have found it.

Billy has nightmares about it sometimes.

#he loves tossing it for unsuspecting people to catch like that one scene from the diary of a wimpy kid books #i dont think he'd like reading but he would binge the shit out of that series #so undivisive. everybody loves the series and everybody thinks book greg's a sociopath. exactly the way society should be #scream 1996 #stuilly #stu macher #billy loomis x stu matcher #scream fanart #latenightsundayblues art tag #tw eye trauma #tw face injury

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galaxygermdraws · 7 months

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So like, I'ma be honest, I have spent the last 5 or 6 days doing nothing but binging Impulse's HC7 because I was feeling nostalgic and in a mood. And this alone was enough to convince me to juts. Sit down and draw even MORE of him. Deer has been enabling me to keep going, I have like. Less than 20 episodes back. I get through like 20 a day. I'm fine

(reblogs with tags/comments are appreciated. Thankyu)

#impulsesv #hermitcraft #hermitblr #trafficblr #double life smp #dlsmp #tw gore #tw injury #tw blood #tw zombies #tw body horror #ask to tag #germdraws #germ draws #i have consumed so much impulse content over the past couple of days #im starting his 3L tomorow. also. should i be saying that #right before S5.#yea im doin it #also gave pinkpulse a cardigan bc i can.

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artsycrapfromsai · 1 year

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[ON TWITTER]

[PLEASE DO NOT REPOST]

The idea:

Ok imagine the scene in DBZ during Buu saga where Vegeta realizes he's become domesticated and has a midlife crisis over it and tries to be evil again but he realizes that he loves his family too much to go through with stuff

And combine that with the earlier Vegeta scene where he refused to acknowledge Trunks as his son until Trunks is killed in front of him, and he absolutely loses it bc he realizes that that was his child that he failed

Except Dan as Vegeta bc Dan notices his domestication and Pariah or someone has risen to power and has become a threat and Dan wants to take that power for hinself and become who he was before

But then he sees Dani get attacked and taken out by the enemy and nearly die, and that's when he realizes he can't be who he was anymore because he cares now

#danny phantom #dani phantom #dan phantom #dark danny #tw injury #comic #my art #doodles #I should actually post art here again

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tenowls · 2 years

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just some mb doodles

#murderbot #murderbot diaries #secunit #fanart #tw blood #tw injury #i should not be drawing rn but i still want to draw hence this style which is my default quick shorthand style HSKJDKS #back to assignments....

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papa-evershed · 10 months

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RJC + blood || requested by: anonymous

#robert james-collier #rob james-collier #rob james collier #robert james collier #mine #saul silva #kevin o'dowd #thomas barrow #injury tw #blood tw #i feel like i'm forgetting a character and as soon as this posts i'm gonna be like 'omfg how i could forget so-and-so'#i wasn't going to include that middle gif of saul bc it's quite literally impossible to color that scene but it still felt necessary #that blood encrusted scruff? 👀 yes. yes that.#add blood and injuries to the long growing list of things we need more scenes of #✍️#and thomas with his little paper and he sits in his little bed all covered in his little blood? 😭 MY SON #anyone who harms even one hair on his oily smug head should have to wipe their butt with sandpaper for the rest of their life

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marblebagcollective · 24 days

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scream and shout , trickle down and down , ill build a home at sea.

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loupy-mongoose · 3 months

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How could Clover's skirt cause pain to her broken tail in that scenario?

Warning: Discussion of injury and self-mutilation ahead, as well as SPOILERS (I'd call it minor, or at least non-detailed) for the Guardians of Ga'hoole book, "The Rise of a Legend".

I'm not thinking so much that the skirt itself causes pain. Although having the skin pull on the injured spot might hurt a little.

I'm thinking more like a Lyze of Kiel situation, from the aforementioned book. (For context, he is an owl.) In that book, one of his toes/talons gets injured and causes him chronic pain. So he rips it off.

Clover is no stranger to pain--She can and will handle it in bursts. But I can see her getting fed up with chronic pain, especially if she sees a way out of it.

Alternatively, maybe something else ripped off her tail and part of the skirt, so she decided to finish the job.

#violetjazz25 #ask #I should reread that book.#It's been a while.#It's part of a 15 or 16 book series #but it's basically a standalone book.#An origin story.#If anyone's looking for a good tragedy...#Check it out. :3 #VERY violent though!#tw: injury

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yaderyngoch · 8 months

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Jason, with a gaping wound

Tim: This is not clotting as fast as I would like it to

Kon: Hmm... maybe he's homophobic?

Tim: ....Did.... did you mean haemophilic?

Kon: .....Yes

#Jaytim #tw: injury #except it's not really described so idk if it counts?#i have literally no idea how to tag things on Tumblr someone plz send help #should I tag this as TimKon too?#timkon #I mean ig it's not really shippy about any of them but idk what to tag this as fbskbdms

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ryan-sometimes · 1 year

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Fun fact about me: I was an ADULT when I first learned that people genuinely get grossed out when they’re eating if they’re hearing/watching a gross story. I thought that was just an exaggeration.

Why? Both my parents work in healthcare. My mom is an ER nurse and my dad is a surgeon. They recount their cases at the dinner table in EXTREMELY GRAPHIC detail and have done this for as long as I can remember. As a child my dinner stories always involved stab or gunshot wounds, car accidents, any injury or disease that would land you in front of my parents.

I didn’t realise it, but I just became used to it. So when I saw people actually get grossed out while eating if I discussed “gross” things I didn’t know they genuinely got grossed out. Needless to say my friends always found dinner at my house rather shocking

#tw medical?#ik that I should trigger warning this but idk what.#tw injury #tw surgery #?

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