#tw: scarification

[aquiyahoraempiezaelconflicto]

from when i got my scarifications done

#tw g0re #tw g0r3 #tw blo0d #scarification #bodymod

[promisedoesart]

Art gore tw:

#art study #scarification #tw guro #tw gore art

[amberslaughter]

#scarification #tw g0re #tw g0r3 #gorecore #gore community

[blmpff]

Red Peafowl The Series pilot trailer 17.10.2023

#red peafowl the series #pilot trailer #im into scarification so here we are #tw scars #tw branding #favorite scenes #blmpff

[whump-queen]

nothings more romantic than getting your beloved’s initials carved into your skin

#it’s #it’s my initials #pov you’re in love with me and you’ll do anything for me #:>> #for legal reasons I am not telling you to do this #queue #tw branding #tw scarification #I think #whump shitpost #alien

[leshyyx]

My new faux scarification astarion tattoo! Tw for fake scarification, blood

#tw gore #tw blood #tw scarification #baldurs gate 3 astarion #baldurs gate 3 #astarion #astarion ancunin #blood #tattoo #scarification #fake gore #gore #bg3

[disgoustd]

Nothing I love more than peeling off my victims clothing in reveal of scattered scarring. Knowing I am soon going to be tracing steel of my own to print stripes over each.

#bl00d k!nk #scarification #tw g0r3 #corruption kink #cnc k!nk #violence kink

[blooming-bruises]

You're so right about scarification any ideas or tropes around that???

CW discussion of scarification methods and healing

Omg yes!

In general I think it is a great alternative to branding, I also absolutely love how it has the potential for intimate whumping during the care process that results in the clean lines of the scars

a whumpee that can't help but pick at the itchy scabs

Whumper having to tie Whumpee down to literally salt their wounds

Whumper putting their symbol, initials, etc on whumpee

Superhero-verse whump where a whumper with ice powers uses cold-branding on Whumpee

Since scarification can be done with cauterization, scalpel, branding tools, and even electrocution, you can also have a whumper that comes back to recut the same design into their whumpee again and again until it's permanent.

In the case of the Daybreak universe, James discovers a page in Aiden’s sketchbook, where he's turned the lines of injuries James has inflicted on his back into wings extending from his torso.

Later on, James uses a cauterizing tool to burn wings into Aiden's back and its this whole thing

James doesn't let Aiden have a shirt for the entire healing process and James handles all of the care himself, meaning lots of unwanted (on Aiden's part) touching as well as the application of irritants such as sesame oil

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@waxwings-burning (<-Aiden's writer)

#whump #whump ask #scarification whump #daybreak #Aiden's icarus wings hold a special place in my heart #tw branding #branding whump #thank you for the ask anon!!

[honeyed-disgraceful]

Real friendship is when you cut stuff into your leg and your friend dabs away the blood and takes pics

#scarification #tw blood #tw cuts #<3 #misc #myself

[2006vietw]

When you're in high school and you're depressed, having suicidal thoughts every minute, wanting to leave. Knowing that it's a 1 hour walk to get home, and that you haven't eaten in 2 days. And on top of that you're afraid of other people, you don't feel like you belong, talking about so many high school students who seem to be alive...

My life is shitty, why still suffer, why not take the simplest decision (= die) life is too hard.

#ed not ed sheeran #pro a4n tips #ts4 edit #tw ana diary #tw #tw ana relapse #tw ana shit #tw disordered eating #tw ed rant #tw ed diet #i wanna die #i want die #j'ai envie de mourir #souffrance #souffrir #calorie deficit diet #an@recia #an@rexi@ #diet tips #scarification #scarifies #ed bllog #ed but not sheeran #ana recovery #my shit #some shit #this is depressing #sorry for being depressing #tw depressing thoughts #depressing shit

[adoranoia]

headcanon dump for ovtsa, a mix of Important hcs and just. one-off silly ones! let's do this...

>based off the good ending, ends up marrying narinder. aka, (@sacricat), she absolutely domesticates that man, and i'm so sorry about it, buddy. >is based of slavic fairytales, has a thick russian accent, and slightly stilted/broken english. originally from ~another land~ >is basically group mom friend cult edition because she really does care for her followers, wants to keep them safe, and sees them as her new family. someone tries to hurt one of them and suddenly you experience the wrath of god but like, for realsies.

>has a 'girl with the green ribbon' thing going on, her collar holds her head on, as in it detaches freely, but this reminds of her sacrifice, so she never takes it off. >the red crown is its own little entity, sometimes she asks it for advice, or just chats back and forth with it. >her favorite weapon is an battle axe, it's almost as big as her, and certainly heavier, but she swings it around fine, somehow.

>is like, 4'8". small. little. tiny. also: wears a red cloak with a hood, a simple white dress, a quilted over-skirt, with a frilly apron over top. >likes cooking, sewing, gardening, fighting/sparring, woodcarving, and fishing, among a few other random hobbies here and there.

>has the following doctrines in place:

* faithful trait, inspire, ritual of enlightenment, holy day. * belief in afterlife trait, funeral, respect your elders, return to the earth. * bribe follower, belief in false idols trait, alms for the poor, devotee trait. * ascend follower ritual, wedding, belief in absolution trait, loyalty enforcer. * feasting, grass eater trait, ritual of the ocean's bounty, belief in prohibition trait.

>as you can probably guess, due to the game's canon--ovtsa's family is, like. very much dead, sadly. she grew up in a cute little village, but once the war happened, and word of the prophecy got out, then well. her parents went together, eventually her twin sister, and then herself.

>when ovtsa was young/still in hiding, her families way of dealing with the whole ‘sheeps being hunted’ thing, was to dan cloaks and different animal masks. ovtsa’s in particular was a wolf’s, which she still has. she actually still wears said mask at times, specifically when out on her crusades. there's for sure a urban legend surrounding ovtsa, talk of a wolf-masked spirit, singing lullabies as a warning that you'll die by her hand if you don't get out of her way.

>speaking of which, when ovtsa goes out on crusades/treks, she tends to sing to herself, usually old folk music she heard growing up. it’s became sort of a warning for the surrounding critters to scatter, or their death will surely follow: a legend now known well throughout the lands.

>thinking abt ovtsa pre-game, when she finally got caught by the bishops, and was taken into custody to be executed like the rest of her kind, etc. in-game, lamb cries before their beheading, but, i don't think that was ovtsa's reaction. >she was angry, she went down fighting the whole way, that wildfire nature still something she carries now--seen in how fiercely protective she is, her short temper.

>thinking abt ovtsa and the foxes deals, what she took, what she didn’t, so. lemme give you the rundown rq.

* handed over some fish, it was an innocent enough request, after all. * did not sacrifice any of her followers, though. she considers them family. * however, did sacrifice half a heart--taking off one of her arms, elbow down. * did not give up ratau’s life, and probs wrecked the fox’s shit for even trying.

>ovtsa loves foraging, and making tasty things out of the stuff she finds, then giving them to her friends. it's very much a love language for her, her go-to gifts are woven flowers, hand-carved wooden trinkets, and jams/broths/etc in pretty decorated jars.

>thinking abt how bad ovtsa is at being fancy, growing up in a humble little village, excess was not s/t she knew well. she carries that with her, even now, and as a bishop down the line. narinder is the one who has to teach her how to really dress, and act the part. muddy feet from working outside w/ the followers, dressed in quilted fabrics she had sewn herself, excitedly stuffing her face full of foods at dinner-time, etc etc.

>ovtsa can sing, as i've mentioned, but she also plays the concertina! she's had one since childhood, and plays it during festivals and such, sometimes. along with this, she likes the tambourine a lot, as well. if the prophecy hadn't happened, and ovtsa wasn't chosen be a vessel, she would've wanted to be a performer, specifically a musician.

>ovtsa bleats when surprised and/or scared, and she finds it really embarrassing.

#* && OOC #* && SCARIFICAL LAMB / GLORIOUS LEADER . #i am posing dramatically. look at my girl! do u care her !!! #religion tw #cults tw #death tw

[froggychan]

credit: johnscarab

#tw blood #scarification #body modification #this is so pretty #body mods

[makyurini]

i think i saw könig i would be planning our wedding straight away, mutual obsession, i’m going to get him pregnant- 🐇

oh 1000% bunny mutual obsession is the only way könig knows how to give and receive love. man thinks that if you aren’t constantly blowing up his phone, covering him in marks, and begging for his attention then you must not love him. genuinely one of his biggest fantasies is getting your name carved in him and vice versa. he wants—no, needs—everyone to know that you belong to each other and nothing will ever change that

#❀.ask #❀.🐇 anon #he’s so obsessive i love him #what a freakazoid loser <3 #tw scarification #i could write a whole drabble on it tbh

[evermetnotforgotten]

content warnings: torture, non-consensual body modification (scarification), branding mention.

Martin Viklund-Reid is, in all things, a craftsman. An opinionated one to boot. The artist’s eye is lauded as paramount but it kneels to two things, in his practice—first, a steady hand. Things such as these were an act of translation, figment into form, and as such a clear voice was crucial. A smooth, gently curling line? His forgeries of jealousy. 

The second is simple patience.

“Good, love,” Martin murmurs. “Easy.” Pausing to take note of the quiet yet rapid breaths, he presses one hand to the middle of his boy’s back.

He thought he had prepared him enough, introducing each step bit by bit—the workroom, the restraints, the long and close physical contact, gradually increasing the time spent in tolerance of each. Had hoped a sedative wasn’t necessary, because it would just make things harder to monitor. There were certain positionings here that were necessary to minimise cramping for Lev, or waking up with a sore back tomorrow himself. More abstract, here he wanted the annealing that only pain, shared and savoured pain, could bring.

But the setup, he had to admit, was intimidating. And Lev had started breaking down as soon as he’d entered the room.

Martin kisses along both shoulder blades, apologising for each transgression—the tight leather cuffs around each wrist, the straps looping all the way up to his elbows and cinched together to restrict movement that much extra. The short fastening that connects the cuffs up to the collar, and the hitching post in front.

“Shh, shh, shh. It’s okay.”

Lev was trying so hard not to hyperventilate, though honey-sweet in the little tremors of it. Fear was just as much a part of him now as it was the day they met, and even while Martin could see the beginning signs of a deep depression, the visceral emotion that had caught and held his attention was there still, ever-present. Ever-loved.

Like always, Martin would guide him through gentle. Take him slow.

Attention coalescing back into a single point, Martin takes his steady hand and drags the scalpel in a short curve, blade parting the way, like the prow of a ship. Waits for a moment. Then again, this time forming the little v of the leaftip. The slightly jagged surges after. 

“You’re doing so fucking well, baby,” he croons, dabbing the line of blood underneath the cut with a fresh cloth. “So well. Hey, flex your fingers for me, yeah? Unclench your jaw a little. No cracked teeth.”

This next one would be long and winding, the core of a stem. He flicks it quick for a smoother line, cupping the outer circle of the brand, itself only slightly larger than a fifty-cent piece. Pauses after the stroke to sit with his boy through a stricken cry, a feeble yank. A quiet fuck. Then silence. Martin eyes where Lev’s fingers have dug themselves little trenches into the sides of his own throat.

“Not many of those left, I promise.”

“Just get it over with,” Lev hisses. 

Martin hums.

“Please.”

“Good boy.”

There’s a thrill there, as always, in drawing out his natural politeness, even under the knife. Martin thinks of a whispered conversation he’d caught between his boy and Niels, a few days ago. After an especially well-earned reward.

I don’t…. hate him. And then the weary admission, I think I’m losing my fucking mind.

He knows that Lev’s energy reserves are limited. He’s using that to his advantage, more often than not.

It takes about another hour before his work is finished. Martin casts an appraising eye over the two leafy stems gently curling around his initial mark, dragging low into a drop point underneath. A decoration meant to emphasise, like gilding. No line out of place, on freckle-dappled skin.

“I love you,” Martin breathes. “Very, very much.”

And though it takes some time, Lev’s response comes, like it always does. Still trembling from the shocks to his system. Small, delicate, beautiful.

Just like him.

“I love you too.”

#lgm writing #torture tw #scarification tw #nonconsensual body modification tw #branding tw #martin viklund reid #lev johnson

[falling6in6the6black]

#falling6in6the6black #tw?? #cigarette #idfk #bpd #cptsd #addiction #dark grunge #myface #tattoos #gothcore #scarification #scars #edtw #wtfamidoing #ig:6cigarette6daydreams6 #jirai kei

[theeldritchattic]

I recently got my scarification piece done. The design came to me from the piece of me still left in the Void but I cant understand the meaning behind it. I don't regret it, and I love the work, but it's tearing me up that I don't know what it means... usually we're pretty clear with each other...

This is the art, and while I understand the symbolism of the eye and the bite idk why we felt that this should be carved into our skin. That this in particular was our defining moment

#voidkin #scarification #otherkin #alterkin #scar tw