#bodily harm tw

[cosmicwhoreo]

Hurhur angy cap'n me beloved~

Oh dear somebody spilt ketchup on 'im-

#Cookie run #captain caviar cookie #caviar cookie #blood tw #bodily harm tw #he's a fighter #I... Don't actually know if cookie's have blood #I mean #I know they have scars and stuff #is it... Jam in this context #admittedly I forget they are cookies sometimes #cookie run kingdom #CRK

[aquadestinyswriting]

Fight or Flight

Summary: Having lost one battle already, Meredith and friends are being transported back to Toreguarde. Unfortunately one member of the opposition sees fit to make sure they never make it back

Words: 775

Tags: @druidx, @sparrow-orion-writes , @homesteadchronicles, @warriorbookworm, @mariahwritesstuff, @writeblrsupport, @ashirisu, @thesorcerersapprentice, @blind-the-winds, @philosophika, @the-down-upside-finch @flashfictionfridayofficial

Warnings: bodily harm tw, fire tw, character death tw

Notes: First person POV. Based on one of the very early sessions of the campaign.

I grumble as I look out of the window of the carriage we’re trundling back to Toreguarde in. As much as I wanted to go back to drag Elowyn out of the cell she’s put herself in –bloody stupid woman. I shouldn’t have let her go on that ‘restroom break’ by herself – I really didn’t want to be chucked in with her. At least we’re, mostly, alive. Though I have no idea what I’m going to tell Elowyn once we’re thrown in alongside her. It doesn’t exactly inspire much confidence in our ability to bust back out again given how easily we were forced to surrender.

Moradin’s balls, the manacles on my wrists are too tight. I grumble some more and open my mouth to complain at the road warden trotting alongside, when I feel the window on the opposite side slide open. The face of our betrayer pops into view, his expression dark. 

“You made your choice.” He mutters before shattering the lit lantern closest to the window, causing the embers to catch the upholstery. So that’s how the little bastard wants to play it, is it? 

Luckily the roadwardens seem to be of the opinion that the carriage being on fire is a problem since we immediately stop and calls go out for water. I cough as I watch Alponse shoulder the door in an attempt to get it open, but it doesn’t budge. I get up to assist, trying not to hack up my lungs as smoke fills the interior of the carriage. 

Flames erupt all around us with an angry roar. I feel a brief dampness on my back seconds before the fire catches onto my vestments and hair. I only barely catch an angry voice exclaiming something over the alarmed shouts and screams of my friends before I’m sent tumbling out of the suddenly open carriage door.

I roll in the damp grass, grateful that it wasn’t bone dry. Luckily, there’s enough moisture to put out the fire on my vestments before I can get too badly burned. I struggle to sit, just in time to see Stringwhiskers – the little ratman that had been following our group these last few weeks– crawl forward a few inches only to stop and lie utterly still. I freeze, my laboured breath catching in my throat. I gingerly lift the sleeve of my vestment to my nose. Lamp oil. 

That traitorous, lying, fespar, saagy, Beskur! I feel a surge of righteous fury build in my chest, but it starts to gutter as I look over to Lorcian. The half elf looks so broken as he gently picks up Stringwhisker’s body. He’s also fairly burnt himself. Perhaps fighting our way out of this isn’t the best idea? We’re outnumbered and I have no idea if the roadwardens are even in on what Daraja had planned.  Not to mention the fact that we had tried fighting earlier and lost. Badly. 

I make to stand only to tumble back to the floor, a searing pain flaring in my side as a crossbow bolt punches into my hip. Panic grips me and I do the only thing I can think of through the pain and roll to my knees and pray as hard as I can.

Moradin. Help me!

I feel a large surge of power move through the magical weave of the world, then hear a raspy cough and a groan. Hang on. I know that groan. I jerk up my head just in time to see the previously deceased, hulking form of Enezeage stir and sit up. The last vestiges of a golden radiance dimming as he comes back to the world of the living. I hear a second gasp not too far away and look over in time to see Alphonse stir and groggily sit up as well. I wait a moment, expecting to hear a third, only to be met with silence. My heart drops slightly, but I’m not about to complain. It’s miracle enough that Moradin saw fit to return Enezeage and, presumably, Alphonse to us. I look back to Enezeage, who’s already charging towards Daraja and the rangers he’d bought out to deal with us. I catch a glimpse of the back of a huge, stout figure clad in armour. My eyes go wide as the image of Moradin himself looks back at me and winks, before vanishing.

I don’t have time to truly process what just happened. More arrows and crossbow bolts fly in my direction, and several find their mark. Alright, so fight it is. As soon as I can wrangle my hands free to cast a bloody healing spell.

#aquadestinyswriting #titan fighting fantasy #d&d fiction #bodily harm tw #character death tw #fire tw #meredith gruksdottir #enezeage #alphonse richter #lorcian drakewing #stringwhiskers #flash fiction friday

[gentlemancowboy]

Ԁ ∩  Ǝ ⋊ ∀ M  ⅄ S S I ᴚ H Ɔ

For @lengthofropes’ Milestone Celebration ⤷ Orange + Horror

#if anyone wants to be tagged in stranger things edits lmk! #anz12kparty #flashing tw #horror tw #bodily harm tw #stranger things #stranger things s4 #chrissy cunningham #cowboycoven2 #tvfilmsource #tvfilmgifs #strangerthingsedit #dailystrangerthings #useralison #userdorksinlove

[awn-moo]

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Raindrops slam into the wet rock surface before the camera. There’s no sound, just a low eerie hum. Boots splash into frame then turn to the camera. It’s shaky before Victor’s face comes into frame as he sets the camera on something at eye level. He gives a weary smile before stumbling back and turning around, taking a few steps forward, abruptly stopping, head craning upwards, and then getting into a defensive stance. Just barely visible in the distance is the shape of the primal beast Kyogre. Victor lets out a wail at the same time as the beast, the subtle humming now becoming a harsh buzz before fading back down to a hum. The camera shakes as the ground rumbles from the sound. The camera jumps around and crashes. The screen goes black.

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Victor comes into the screen, standing wide and swaying. His left hand is tightly gripping his upper right arm. Blood is drenching his arm and hand, getting mixed in with the rain that falls. A loud crackle sounds as Victor yells something out. The humming is back. A green light faintly glows for a second, then after a few minutes, the rain slows.

There's a quick jump-cut.

Victor stands with his back turned, but his whole body heaves with a sigh, then shudders violently as he drops to his knees. He lays there for a second before shakily planting his hands on the ground. He trembles as he keeps himself propped, head tilting up. His body jolts in shock, then quickly bows his head in prayer. The great sky beast Rayquaza slithers into frame before Victor. It watches him for a moment, as if studying the boy trembling before it. The creature then starts to carefully approach him before stopping. It bows its head at Victor, eyes closing, then presses its head against his. They stay like that for a minute, Victor's trembling body stilling. The beast then opens its eyes and carefully picks the boy up, resting him upon its back. It then looks at the camera and approaches slowly, the footage going static as it gets closer until the screen blinks to black.

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#pkmn irl #pokemon irl #vic lore #{ERROR CODE: HIDDEN POST} #blood tw #bodily harm tw #injury tw #the past comes back to haunt

[frostcorpsclub]

most embarrassing memory?achievement they are the most proud of?

For Virginia?

TW severe bullying, public humilation, bodily harm

1. Unfortunately there was a lot of these. She was taller than every elf in her class for years by a few feet. 5'0 is considered tall for a Christmas elf as an ADULT and Ginny grows up to be a full 6'2. Her most embarrassing moment was also the moment that made her cease trying to get other kids to like her and made her start just fucking punching these kids.

She was invited to an afterschool party, she felt that this was finally her chance to be accepted for who she was. To finally have somebody now that her parents were long gone. She came with a box of cookies that she had made for the party and was let in by the others with all smiles and gratitude.

Only as Virginia stepped through the door she was tripped by christmas wire and quickly tied up. They stuck her in a corner and covered her with glitter, stuck ornaments in her hair and all over the lights. The overstimulation pushed her into a meltdown and she struggled to break free which only made them laugh at her more. Call her things like "Christmas Tree" and "The Big Green Monster." The more she thrashed the more they worried that she might break free so they helped eachother to throw her out into the snow.

The fall caused some of the ornaments to break and she was left crying and bleeding in the snow, waiting for the older elves to come to her rescue.

That was the turning point.

2. It isn't very healthy but her proudest accomplishment was getting to the turning point in her life. She was a valued elf that helped the north pole to run and she was damn good at being a sleigh mechanic, but more important to her than that nobody fucked with her. She wasn't left alone because she was seen as an awkward freak she was left alone because every elf was terrified of the things she could do. Everyone would go quiet when she entered a room and for once the silence wasn't pertrifying it was...exhilirating...confidence building.

#virginia hollybubble #virginiaclaus #virginia claus #tw bullying #cw bullying #bullying #tw humiliation #cw humiliation #bodily harm tw #cw injury #ask me stuff #ask me shit #ask me anything #ask #ask box #asks open #ask away! #santasslayoc

[duderosiers]

@findopulenceedits

"the fanged menace"

#smoke tw #bodily harm tw #feat. elora & sofia! #squint and the sleeping guy is 100% matty!

[wordsmithings]

How To Kill A God - Post Jörmungandr fight

TW: Blood, mentions of bodily harm, swearing, pain. lots of it :D

So that was it, then.

Reza stood there, rather dumbfoundedly if he had to say so himself, as he watched Jörmungandr disappeared from in front of him in the blink of an eye and appeared almost instantaneously behind Chae. Before any of them could react, the rider, who pretty much everyone had forgotten about, rose and took care of the snake God in one swoop, fog and thunder and all. His body could barely contain the Godly powers manifested around them, and it was practically a miracle that he was standing where he stood at all, trembling at the sheer enormity of power that he could never phantom.

Was this how the people of old felt when they were in the presence of Gods warring amongst themselves? Helpless in their futile effort to neutralize an ambitious God that used them as pawns?

What was a man to a God, after all.

Fuck, he hated being philosophical.

Reza looked up as the rider spoke, when the finger was pointed at him. A shudder went down his spine when their eyes met. He felt his knees weakened at the sheer presence, though he forced himself not to buckle under pressure. God or not, he hated bending his knees to them more than anything. He gritted his teeth as he looked back at the rider; who looked old and young at the same time, who carried himself with the pride of a ruler, a father, a man and not a man. Reza wasn’t quite sure what sort of expression he wore, but it was definitely an unwelcoming one. Defiance till his very last breath.

But then his right eye started to hurt, to the point that plucking it out would be a much lesser pain than the one that he was feeling. Guttural scream escaped his lips as he clutched his right eye, wondering if this was the price for his insolence towards a God. It was a small price to pay, but good God did it hurt like Hell. Then a voice came to him, ethereal and fatherly.

My gift to you, son of man. To see possible futures when a grand choice is presented.

Then it whispered of warning; The children of Loki are still out there. So they might have to fight again. And they might not be so lucky then.

Fuck.

Both the rider and Jörmungandr disappeared after his warning, and the fog was lifted, bringing them back in Lords Wood. The pain in his right eye subsided, though the throbbing headache returned full force once the adrenaline cam crashing down. Reza still gritted his teeth as he assessed his own body; punctured wounds from Jörmungandr’s fangs on his arm began to close on itself as the spirits honoured the pack between them, and so was the wounds on his neck. He waited with bated breath for the consequence of forcing open the spiritual communication like it always did, but nothing came to. Perhaps the Gods’ power overrode the curse?

Reza turned to his companion, the situation was too somber for his liking, everyone was still reeling from what just happened. forcing himself to relax his body with a loud exhale as he took a step towards Helia and co.. He opened his mouth to speak, but there were no words that came from his lips. Instead, a coughing fit started to hit him, blood and black bile mixed together and stained his palm as he covered his mouth. His body crumpled as waves of pain engulfed him, his body spasmed and twitching on the ground as he choked on his own blood and vomit.

Ah, so it was delayed, he idly thought, his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he started to lose consciousness from the immense pain. Muffled voices started to echo in his ears alongside a loud ringing from the spirits buzzing frantically around him. They wouldn’t be able to heal him from this, which was unfortunate. Reza tried to fight back the sleep that was gnawing at him, searching for Helia or Chae, or Hell, even Evanora, that edgy bastard. Who does she think anyway? The punisher? I should tease her about it. But sleep came to him anyway, his body felt heavy and limp on the wet forest ground. And though he knew not to, Reza let his consciousness slipped anyway, with such a silly thought in his mind and a small smirk on his lips.

==To be continued==

#blood tw #bodily harm tw #reza: hc para #I had to sneak away from work to write this cause I'm overflowing with idea #to torture reza 😈

[dancefevers]

ummmm i accientally cut myself and maybe fed people my blood cause j didn’t realize my hand was bleeding out today. this is my confession

#blood tw #injury tw #bodily harm tw #??????not sure what tags ppl have filtered

[pattonsfam-ily]

I got Logan to check on the fuckin dumbass I unfortunately call a brother he’ll be fine probably -Remus

#Hey it could have been worse! He could have punched a nail in the wall like I did once :D #That shit tore my knuckles real good :) #ooc tags: #self harm tw #sh tw #sh mention #sh ment tw #self harm mention #bodily harm tw #body horror tw #kinda #just in case #remus

[cistematicchaos]

Some people really hate the idea of mentally ill people fucking up or making choices that damage ourselves and it's so exhausting. So many people talk about how people should be able to make choices about their own body until it's mentally ill people self-harming, or doing drugs/alcohol, not taking meds, doing things generally considered "unhealthy" and then they decide no, actually, people should be able to take control of your right to make decisions about your body because people deemed "mentally ill" just can't be trusted.

Somehow we're not allowed to do things that bother other people, or hurt our bodies, even if other people do shit like that all the time. Somehow people considered "sane" can exercise to the point of making themselves ill, can drink and "occasionally" do drugs, can refuse to take medicine and even self-harm in ways but we're often not allowed to without someone threatening to violate our right to decide about our bodies. Because we don't understand consequences or we "might kill ourselves" but it's so ridiculous.

Like yes, we might kill ourselves. We might fuck ourselves up. We might destroy our entire lives. And? People do that! It happens! It's part of living. People do dangerous shit, people fuck up, people hurt themselves. It's not like we're the only ones who do that but even if we were, you can't puppet other people's lives just because they're living them differently.

Not without violating their right to make decisions about their body. Not without being involved in a violent system that destroys mental health and bodily autonomy. Not without being a part of a violent system that will try to make sure no one is ever free.

#chaos is speaking #ableism #sanism #disability #actually mentally ill #mental illness #mad pride #mad punk #psych abolition #bodily autonomy #self harm tw #self harm mention #suicide mention #mental health

[tazmiilly]

#tw bodily harm #jic #gravity falls #ford pines #fiddleford mcgucket #its a crude drawing but lmk if i need to add any other tags #i didng count fords fingers here thank god theyre right #tw self harm

[ibrithir-was-here]

Rosemary is for Remembrance Part 8

Part 7

Part 1

(Edit: hiatus is over! Will hopefully have next part up within the week!l

#my art #Rosemary is for Remembrance #tw blood #tw bodily harm #the picture of dorian gray #tpodg #tw nightmares #basil hallward #alan campbell #rosemary porter #hal fairfield #my OCs #gothic literature #gothic lit art #classic literature #classic lit #picture of dorian gray

[multiversal-pudding]

ep 6 spoilers-

In the cannibal Alice scene, it’s implied Uzi bit off the uppermost segment of Alice’s index finger- we see that’s the joint she fiddles with and the part she replaces

After replacing it, Alice then goes and cuts the exact same finger at the exact same joint off Uzi with the boltcutters, actively pausing so Uzi can see what she’s doing before doing it

Alice wasn’t doing that for oil (mostly), she did that because she was being petty about Uzi biting her-

#murder drones #murder drones episode 6 #tw bodily harm #tw injury ment #ask to tag

[cdarkheartzero]

Reupload

Tw- Blood, Guts, Gore, Injury, Bodily Harm

I know I have been AWFUL about uploads these days. I wanna get better. There has been just…. So damn much happening.

BUT-! I want to repost some of my old favorite pieces. Some new ones. I have a Mer-May piece to share. Imma just plop them here and there.

See you guys very soon! Thanks for your patience!

#invader zim #iz #zim #zero’s art #invader zim fanart #sketch #iz fanart #invader zim dib #invader zim gir #tw blood #tw gore #tw injury #tw bodily harm #tw guts