#tw: stabbing

[lucdoodle]

bro is straight up NOT having a good time

#to redraw this scene i noticed that in the show charlie doesn't stabs him in the arm #but in the side of his chest #and the the blood just overflowed to stain his (close to the wound) sleeve #that's wild #hazbin hotel #adam #charlie #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel adam #tw: stabbing #tw: blood #myart

[theyearofthewolf]

"...dad?"

#fnafedit #horroredit #filmedit #five nights at freddy's #my gifset #because of course i will gif sheer agony #vanessa :(( #vanessa shelley #michael afton #tw: stabbing

[harveywritings92]

{Slasher au (feat. König x reader x Ghost) In the woods of that border an old abandoned factory two figures run in the dark, their gasps for air and frantic footfalls echo throughout the dark forest, when they find an old security booth, they duck inside and hide.]

R/n, wincing as she looks down at he arm that has a large knife in it: *whispering* f-Fuck!

Random dude, reaches to help her.: Is it bad-

R/n, recoiling from his touch: j-just check if it’s safe…

[The guy complies and sits up to check outside, in the few seconds he’s distracted, R/n calmly removes the knife from her arm and hands it off the to the large silent figure standing behind her…]

Random dude, sits back down: H-Hey..I-I think we might’ve lost th- {turns to look at R/n} -*gasp*

[The guy is horrified when he sees the giant man in the hood sitting next to him, before rando has time to react the killer buries his knife into the stunned man’s gut! The man seems to expire. The giant gets up turns his attention toward R/n; Who shrinks back under his gaze. König starts approaching her reaching his hand out, but before he can grab her, a hand suddenly grabbed his leg! The man was still alive and trying to play hero...He hisses at R/n to runaway! When another large figure in a skull mask appeared behind König.]

Ghost, growling: Don’t touch what’s mine...

[The man’s eyes widened in horror as a large steel toed boot came down on his head crushing it and killing him for good... The two killers then turn their attention back to R/n whose nervous demeanor changed to annoyed in seconds.]

R/n: Oy, you guys are so messy, Look at your clothes, It’s gonna take me hours to patch them up.

Ghost, annoyed :…Hrm

R/n: what? (realizing they’re staring at her arm.) Oh, the whole jumping in front of your knife thing, Sorry. I had make it look realistic.

König, reaching for her arm: Does it hurt- (Ghost slaps his hand.)

Ghost: Don’t touch it with your gloves all bloody, ya git!

R/n, putting her hands up: Hey, hey don’t start fighting now. It not as bad as it looks...

Ghost, hearing Sirens in the distance: I’ll be the judge of that, let’s get outta here before the damn bobbies show up! 

König: Right, *to R/n* Hase here.  

{König takes a Bunny mask out from his jacket hands it to her, R/n puts it on and the three disappear into the night.] (König and Ghost are killers, R/n is their lover who helps them by pretending to be a lost girl in the woods to lure unsuspecting explorers into their trap.)

#call of duty modern warfare incorrect quotes #call of duty modern warfare 2022 #slasher au #konig x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #cod mw ghost #call of duty incorrect quotes #tw: blood and violence #tw: stabbing #dead by daylight reference #könig x reader #könig x ghost #König #könig call of duty #könig x reader x ghost

[gourmet-trash]

Okay so hear me out but Rose working on some creative writing assignment or short story that involves a character getting stabbed or cut or whatever. And Corinthian proofreading like, "The lead up is good, but I'm telling you, Rosebud, this just isn't what it's like." "I can't write it the way you described it!" "Well why not? I'm the authority here, aren't I?" Rose throws her hands up. "Because you like stabbing things, and the protagonist doesn't like getting stabbed."

Corinthian clicks all three of his tongues and flips to the next page. "That doesn't excuse a poor description of handling the knife."

"I'm sorry, all right? I just understand better when I'm seeing stuff rather than just hearing about it," Rose says, sighing. She shouldn't have waited so long to start this project. And it's not like her creative writing professor is going to spend this much time fussing over the scene, but now that she's aware it's wrong, it's going to eat at her until she gets a pass from the Corinthian.

Corinthian who, after a moment, lifts his head from the pages he's reviewing. And even with his sunglasses on, Rose has learned to recognize that particular look on his face. This can't be good.

"You know," he says, drawing his words out the way he usually does when he's leading into the kind of suggestion he knows doesn't align with "human moral values" as he's put it on more than one occassion. "If you need a visual and a more first hand account of what getting stabbed feels like..."

"No," Rose says immediately.

"Why not? It's a perfect solution!" Corinthian insists.

"I'm not gonna watch you kill somebody!" Rose says. "...Again."

There's a soft click-click of unseen teeth that Rose associates with Corinthian's version of "rolling your eyes." "I'm not suggesting we kill somebody," he says, "Couldn't if I tried anyway!"

"No," Rose repeats when she realizes what, exactly the Corinthian is suggesting.

"Oh, come on," Corinthian says, waving the heavily marked pages of her story between them. "We could at least ask, right? And he could definitely give you some pointers on writing about being stabbed."

"....Well...that part's probably true," Rose admits slowly. Being able to ask specific questions would also be more useful than a bunch of questionable Google searches.

"So....?" She sighs and gets up from her desk, rolling her eyes at the wide grin Corinthian flashes for it. "Just to ask if he can give me some advice! That's it," she says, pulling in the same firm voice she uses to tell Jed that they absolutely are not having chicken fingers for dinner again.

"You want to stab me for a creative writing assignment?" Professor Gadling repeats slowly.

"No!" Rose says at the same time Corinthian says, "Yeah, that sums it up."

Rose shifts on Professor Gadling's couch so she can kick Corinthian's ankle beside her, feeling vindicated by the echoing hiss of air between teeth. "Well that was uncalled for," he grouses, pointedly proping that ankle up on his knee away from her. Like she can't reach the other one if she wants.

They spend a few moments glowering at each other - Rose trying to decide if she wants to kick him again and Corinthian trying to predict said kick so he can avoid it. They're both interrupted by Professor Gadling setting mugs in front of them and lowering himself into an arm chair.

"Thank you, Professor," Rose insists, reaching out to take hers. "What Corinthian meant to say is that I'm working on a story for class and he doesn't think my action scenes are...authentic enough. I was wondering if you might be willing to proofread a bit? Or give me some advice to make it sound more realistic?"

"On account of you having been stabbed so many of times," Corinthian helpfully adds over the top of his mug. Rose doesn't know a lot about British tea, but she knows there's an absurd amount of milk (and probably sugar) in his judging by the color.

Professor Gadling, thank god, looks more amused than anything else. Rose suspects he's used to a lot of this on account of whatever is going on between him and Corinthian and Uncle Morpheus, but she keeps that particular thought to herself. That's a topic better left for gossping with Matthew.

"That is, unfortunately, true," Professor Gadling agrees. "I'm happy to answer any questions you have."

"Now, Rose, didn't you tell me earlier that you have a hard time understanding something that's just said out loud to you, though?" Corinthian drawls.

"Maybe it's just the way you describe things that's hard," she argues, rolling her eyes again when he lays his fingertips against his chest like a stricken southern belle.

Professor Gadling chuckles into his own tea while he watches them bicker, and after a moment he shrugs and rocks back onto his feet. "All right, come on. We're not doing this so close to the rug and the furniture."

"What?" Rose says, but Professor Gadling is already carrying his tea towards the kitchen, and Corinthian wastes no time abandoning his own mug on the coffee table to follow. Rose curses softly and moves Corinthian's mug onto a coaster before hurrying after them.

"Professor, you really don't have to do this," she insists.

But by then, Professor Gadling has already shrugged out of his cardigan and is considering the shirt underneath. "Probably more helpful to see the blood spread on the fabric, right?"

"Yeah, that would fit the scene better," Corinthian agrees, flipping a knife over his fingers and looking her way. "Right, Rosebud?"

When she doesn't immediately answer, Professor Gadling looks over, and something in her expression must read as more than concerned for his safety, because he walks over and puts a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, it's okay. If it'll help what you're writing, I really don't mind, Rose. And frankly, if I don't let him stab something now, he's probably going to find something to stab," he jokes with a pointed glance at Corinthian.

Corinthian does not correct him, so he's probably right about that.

Even so, Professor Gadling's expression is soft when he turns back to her." But if it's not something you're going to be comfortable seeing, we also don't have to do this. We can go back to the couch and you can ask questions. I'll try to describe things better than Cor does."

She makes a small, amused sound, but she still feels her brows knitting in together. Was she comfortable seeing this? She hadn't even stopped to consider that, so set as she'd been that this wouldn't be a possibility in the first place. And now that it was, she didn't know if she wanted it to be.

Corinthian leans his hip against the counter beside them and tilts his head. "You like horror movies, Rose?"

She blinks, turning from Professor Gadling's concerned expression to Corinthian's considerably more mild one. "Um...yeah, I do."

"Cause in a horror movie, even if people are getting hurt, you know they're actually okay, right?" he reasons. "The actors walk away right as rain after the credits start rolling."

She frowns slightly but nods.

"Hob does that too. You know he's actually okay and he'll walk away right as rain after all this. Not that different from watching a real good horror movie."

Professor Gadling makes a soft, amused sound, and when Rose glances back at him, he has a wry, affectionate look on his face. "That's...not a bad way of putting it," he agrees. "Even though none of those actors are actually getting stabbed."

"Details," Corinthian scoffs.

"And you're sure you're okay with this Professor?" Rose asks, relaxing a bit when he nods.

"I wouldn't have said yes otherwise. And stab wounds don't take that long to heal. I can even show you when it's healed up if that'll help."

Rose glances between them, Professor Gadling waiting patiently for her to decide what she'd like to do and Corinthian looking like he might jump in and start stabbing at a moment's notice regardless.

Something about the scenario feels a little too familiar. Not for her, of course. But between the two of them. She's starting to think this isn't the first time Professor Gadling has let himself get stabbed, and she's starting to think she doesn't want to look too closely into that.

"....Uncle Morpheus isn't going to like this," she points out, watching the two of them exchange a quiet, but communicative glance.

"Well your Uncle Morpheus doesn't have to know if we hurry up," Corinthian insists, lifting a wrist to check his watch. "We still got some time before he gets back with Jed."

Professor Gadling snorts softly. "We'll worry about Morpheus," he says. "So?"

"....Okay. Okay, yeah, let me just grab my notebook!"

"Attagirl!" Corinthian crows, shaking his knife a bit like one might a trophy they've won. And as soon as she's back, he waves her over to show her the grip he has on the handle so she can jot down notes.

And that's how Rose spends the afternoon in Professor Gadling's kitchen being shown precise knife handling techniques, blood spatter behavior, and getting a first hand account of what being stabbed feels like in real time. All of it turn out to be tremendously helpful in her story edits - she gets Corinthian and Professor Gadling's approval before turning it in. (The former insists she should consider writing more action like this in the future and he's, of course, happy to help with additional research.)

She gets an A. [ next → ]

#it's a win-win-win for everybody your honor! #either dream has no idea hob and corinthian do this and has a little meltdown over it #or he does but he finds out they were doing it IN FRONT OF HIS NIECE and he has a little meltdown over it #i just think corinthian would always be looking for an excuse to stab #and hob would probably fucking let him #it's that or he's stabbing other people right? #(he's definitely still stabbing over people just maybe with a more discerning hand) #rose walker #hob gadling #the corinthian #the sandman #hobrinthian #hobrintheus #fic #tw: stabbing #tw: knife

[yazzydream]

#toji fushiguro #satoru gojo #jjkedit #gifs; jjk #my gifs #my jjk #jjk season 2 #jujutsu kaisen #tw: stabbing #my translations

[zukkaflowers]

zuko: hey i found this knife. do you want it?

sokka: sure! do you mind if i take it out of your leg first

#zukka #atla #atla meme #incorrect atla #incorrect zukka #sokka #zuko #avatar the last airbender #NEW QUEUE TAG ALERT #roses bloom for queue #tw: blood #tw: injury #tw: stabbing #blood #injury #stabbing

[cinematicnomad]

THE TERROR ▸ 1.07 horrible from supper

#theterroredit #johnirvingedit #corneliushickeyedit #the terror #john irving #cornelius hickey #cnomadedits #dailytvfilmgifs #tvedit #filmtvdaily #userbbelcher #cinematv #dailyshowbiz #tw: stabbing #long post

[lynxtheserval]

Hi! Can I request a Yandere Boombox X Fem Reader?

(tw: Lots of Yandere shit like holy hell I think I went crazy with this one tbh (like murder (probably), stalking, stabbing with a glass thingy, probably more) please don't read this if anything related to this scares or triggers you, brother I was wondering if I went a little crazy with this one)

Yandere!Boombox x Fem!Reader:

I loved writing this one ngl, his personality might be a little ooc cuz I've never written for Boombox before.

It may be a little better written in certain spots then others, this was made in multiple days.

I like to call him blocky Lucio (totally not a overwatch fan LMAO)

You were having a rough day. The casual old "wake up on the wrong side of the bed" thing.

First, you get in the shower when it's still cold. Freezing, even.

Second, you ran out of coffee to make at home, went to the local coffee shop just to have them get your order wrong twice. You didn't even get the right drink at the end, just taking what you got, you were in a rush after all.

Third, the past couple weeks you've been feeling watched, you assumed it was just anxiety but were never sure. The feeling was especially strong today.

Fourth, you ended up getting to work late, accidentally making your boss mad. Your boss wasn't a great person.

"Why the HELL are you late?!" Your boss yelled at you when he saw you walk through the employee only door, "I told you to be here over an hour ago!"

"I'm sorry sir," you started, "some stuff happened-"

"Some stuff, eh?" He interrupted, "like, what? Your parents died?"

"No but-"

"Then you have no right to be late!" He stomped off, leaving you to get to work. Apparently they were short-staffed today, as you work at one of those fancy restaurants a bunch of higher-ups go to. It was empty, so you didn't understand why he was so mad.

As you started cleaning up some of the tables, you heard the door open and a particular looking demon walked through. He was wearing a light green shirt with a slightly darker green tie, a baseball cap placed backwards on his head, 2 long green horns protruding from the sides of his head, but what stood out the most was his visor. A visor was placed over his eyes, bright green lights resembling eyes glowed from it, he seemed to be staring right at you. He saw you look at him, tilted his head slightly to the side and grinned at you.

You looked at him for a moment, then realized you should probably sit him down at a table. You walked over to him in a tired manner and asked,

"Hey welcome, just one or are more coming?"

He stared at you some more, and seemed to be observing your features, then realized you spoke to him. The eyes on his visor changed to a shocked realization expression.

"O-oh- you talking to me?" He pointed to himself.

You nodded slowly, getting partially creeped out by the long seconds of staring he seemed to be giving you.

"Yes..?"

He seemed to blush a tiny bit, then responded.

"Well- uhm- yeah! Just me! Haha! I'm Boombox, by the way." He laughed nervously, putting his hand up to his neck.

You raised an eyebrow, spoke,

"I'm Y/N."

And you got a menu and you motioned to Boombox to follow you to a table. You lead him to a table, a table for two. You placed the menu down on the table, then you went to go get water for him.

As you walked off, the man watched you. Your beautiful features, hair, eyes, everything about you was wonderful! As he saw you walk through the employee only door, he frowned. He hates when he can't see you. Boombox decided to get up and look into the window of the door.

As you walked into the break room, you took a deep breath and sat down to take a break. You laid your head down on the table and thought about the day you've had so far, and Boombox who was waiting for his drink.

The look he gave you, it was scary. Even through his visor, you could tell, he wanted something from you.

As you started to doze off farther, you felt someone slam their hand on the table. You shot your head up and saw your boss with an angry look.

As your boss yelled at you, Boombox watched you, and your dumb, sick, awful boss. He hummed and his eyes underneath the visor turned into a pissed, sadistic look. Your boss isn't going to like what's about to happen.

After your boss was finished yelling at you, you decided to leave. You were debating on quitting. As as you walked home, you still had that paranoid feeling, like something was wrong, really really wrong.

Back at the restaurant, your boss walked out of the break room, and Boombox was back at his table. He was staring directly at your boss, he waved his hand and smiled at him.

"Hey, could I get a water?" He asked, as calmly as he could manage.

Your boss muttered something along the lines of "she didn't even get the water.." and went to go get a glass cup.

Once the boss came back with the water and placed in on the table in front of Boombox, then Boombox grabbed it quickly, then stood up and approached the boss.

"You know, it's uh, kinda rude to yell at a person like that," he grinned and took a sip of the water, "especially Y/N, she's trying her best, yeah?"

The boss looked confused for a moment, "I have no idea what you're talking abo-" as Boombox splashed the cold water from the cup all over him.

"Oh yeah?" He hummed and grinned even more, "I saw the whole thing." Boombox shoved the boss down on the ground and threw the cup directly at the boss's face. It shattered.

Boombox laughed, crouched down and grabbed one of the larger shards from the broken glass, and started to stab the boss directly in the neck.

Back at your house, you sat down at your couch and cried, so much was happening today. After about five minutes of crying, you heard a knock on the door. You sniffed and walked over to the door, wiping your eyes and opening the door.

It was Boombox? Something felt off about him though, why was he holding a glass shard, covered in blood..? It took you a second to realize what was going on, you tried to slam the door shut but he blocked the door with his foot, smiled and pushed the door open with a lot of force.

"Hey sweetheart! Sorry about your dumb boss, I wanted to make sure you were okay after that!" He walked inside your apartment and closed the door behind him. You backed up in fear and tried to run away from him, but he grabbed your arm and pulled you closer to him. "Oh no no no! You're not leaving quite yet."

You looked at him in fear and tried to say something but all that came out was a yelp as he pulled you closer and into a hug.

"He didn't hurt ya too badly, did he? Seriously, you don't have to worry about him anymore! He's been dealt with." He grinned even more and sighed, "you know, I've been watching you for a while now," he laughed, "and I thought it was finally time to introduce myself! Also I never got to tell you back there, Y/N is a beautiful name!"

#x reader #phighting x reader #boombox phighting #boombox Phighting x reader #brother help me #phighting #this feels like one of my longest fics lmao #i hope its okay #im so exhausted man lmao #tw: yandere #tw: murder #(probably) #tw: stalking #tw: stabbing #holy hell im so sorry #this was crazy to write in school LMAO #tw: killing #tw: glass

[swampsovereign]

is your ship really gay if they don’t stab each other at least once?

#tw: stabbing #cw: stabbing #trying to tag this right #destiel #supernatural #spn #deancas #killing eve #hannibal #hannigram #villaneve #lesbians #gay #they’re all so stupidly in love/lust with each other

[alastors-radioshow]

@deathmimedream | From X

Terzo yelped, lunging to his feet, and banging his knee into the desk as he moved to the demon’s side. Though he hadn’t used it before, he reached into his infernal powers, and pulled on his link to Omega. He needed his ghoul’s abilities now, more than ever. He knew he couldn’t remove the spear or risk more injury to Alastor, all he could do was pull him into his lap and take the weight off of the weapon and the pull it had on the injury. He could feel the holy fire contained in the thing, and knew he’d have to pull it out, the blessed weapon would hurt ghoul and demon alike. “Shhhh…shhh, hang on, Tesoro. Omega is on his way, just hold on..we’ll get this out if you and help you…just stay with me, please for the love of Lucifer…”

The stag, upon having recognized his surroundings, praised the Dark Lord for the fact that his void had taken him out of Hell entirely. Here, no angels would come for him. Here, he could get help.

And soon enough, said help arrived in the form of a certain, short male with raven locks.

Long fingers curled around his arm, crimson claws piercing the fabric of his coat, digging into his skin. His entire being was trembling, eyes wide with a fear he wouldn't speak, and a pain he couldn't even begin to describe. The blessed metal was burning his skin, the stench of charred flesh overwhelming.

"It.. Burns.. Get it out of me..!" He hissed, all notes of friendliness having seemingly evaporated. He didn't know if he should beg for help or lash out. He had been stabbed before, certainly.

But he had never had an entire spear be stuck in his body.

#deathmimedream #alastors-radioshow #::On With The Show:: - RP #Extermination Day #tw: violence #tw: gore #tw: blood #tw: stabbing

[irondadmadlads]

Irondad Prompt #131:

Tony: Peter, you’re not going to school today! You’re injured!

Peter: I was only lightly stabbed!

#iron man #irondad and spiderson #irondad and spiderson prompts #irondad prompts #spider man #spiderson prompts #iron dad #irondad #peter parker #spiderson #mcu tony stark #mcu peter parker #mcu #marvel mcu #marvel #peter parker and tony stark #tony stark #tw: stabbing #tw: stab wounds #stabbing #stab wound

[dracomysthical]

bad end

@davekatweek

day 6: endings

#dave strider #karkat vantas #tw: blood #tw: stabbing #tw: eyestrain #davekat #davekatweek #davekatweek2023 #homestuck #my stupid art

[lucin-kun]

good responses to getting stabbed with a splatana

#Splatoon #new squidbeak splatoon #agent 3 #captain 3 #agent 8 #agent 4 #neo agent 3 #art #drawing #tw: blood #tw: gore #tw: stabbing

[princesssarisa]

The staging of death is always important. Since I made a poll some time ago about the different stagings of Don Giovanni's doom, I thought I'd make a similar poll for the other most famous "seductive" character in opera. Of course there's not as much wild variety for the staging of Carmen's death as for Don Giovanni's, because she's just murdered, not supernaturally dragged to hell. But directors have still found ways to be creative.

It's interesting that while the libretto's stage directions call for Carmen to try to escape from José's knife, far more productions have her accept her fate. I suppose this is because in Prosper Mérimée's original book, she accepts her fate and doesn't try to escape. Yet the opera's librettists wrote that their Carmen was different in some ways from Mérimée's Carmen – they weren't trying to write a direct page-to-stage translation. Personally, I think it works either way. It makes sense for a person as strong-willed as Carmen to struggle to survive to the very end, despite the fate she read in the cards, but it also makes sense for her to bravely accept her fate and die with dignity rather than give up her freedom.

That said, I also like Sir Peter Hall's third option from his Glyndebourne staging with Maria Ewing, where she calmly crosses the stage toward the bullring, past José, still wanting to live but resigned with dignity to whatever José chooses to do.

I also like the staging from the first production I ever saw onstage, which I've also seen in a few YouTube videos, which is Option #5: José draws his knife and Carmen calmly offers him her chest, but then he can't bring himself to stab her, and she laughs at him and starts to walk toward the bullring... only for José to finally snap, run after her, and stab her after all.

I think the few stagings that have Carmen and José's movements explicitly mirror a bullfight are interesting too, especially because they vary in which character is the toreador and which is the bull.

As for the suicidal Carmens in the last two options... I'm not sure. I think it would work best in a production which made it clear that Carmen wasn't happy being constantly chased by men and having to use her sexuality to get by. She would have to realize that her only way to be completely free is to die. In that light, I might approve of a suicidal staging because it gives Carmen more agency over her fate. But at the same time, it might whitewash José's character too much by reducing his ultimate guilt.

I look forward to seeing how people vote on this subject!

@simone-boccanegra, @paexgo-rosa, @supercantaloupe, @notyouraveragejulie, @leporellian, @ariel-seagull-wings

#opera #carmen #georges bizet #poll #staging #tw: death #tw: murder #tw: suicide #tw: stabbing

[batwynn]

To whoever fed my entire Loki/marvel art catalog into an AI database:

#see you in hell buddy #tw: blood #tw: stabbing #tw: flashing

[cinematicnomad]

THE TERROR ▸ 1.06 a mercy

#theterroredit #corneliushickeyedit #alexandermcdonaldedit #the terror #cornelius hickey #alexander mcdonald #cnomadedits #dailytvfilmgifs #tvedit #filmtv #userbbelcher #cinematv #dailyshowbiz #tw: death #tw: blood #tw: stabbing