Whumper circled the teammates like a hungry predator, a shark who smelt blood and wanted more. The fight had been brutally unequal. Whumpee had fought tooth and nail to protect the newest team member but even they couldn’t fight Whumper’s power.
And now Whumpee was back in this hell. Again. This time with the newbie trembling beside them. Whumpee fought their choking panic. They’d get out of here. They had too. They wouldn’t survive… that again.
Whumper paused in their circling, their hungry gaze on Whumpee.
Whumpee met their eyes defiantly. They wouldn’t let Whumper in their head. Not yet. Beside them, Newbie shifted, anxiously watching them both. “Quit the theatrics, what do you want?”
“Oh I haven’t decided.” Whumper purred. Their finger traced Whumpee’s chin. “Something old?” They pulled their finger away but the sensation crawled across Whumpee’s skin. lingering on their chin.
“Or something new?” The newbie beside them shuddered as Whumper cupped their chin. Whumper stared into their eyes for a second before stepping away momentarily.
“Something old?” Newbie whispered urgently. “You’re younger than- '' The words dried up in their mouth as Whumper, with a devilish smile, appeared by their side.
“Oh. They didn’t tell you?” They looked at Whumpee and tutted “Shame on you, keeping secrets from your team.” They turned back to Newbie, conspiratorial glee on their face. “They’ve been here before. Where did you think they got their scars?”
Newbie’s eyes involuntarily flickered to Whumpee’s stomach. Coarse scarring, ripped into their stomach, was still visible through the tight shirt.
Whumpee’s face darkened. “Shut up!” They lunged but the restraints caught them, jerking them back.
Whumper smiled. “Oh you’ve gotten spirited since then.” As if they’d suddenly decided, they pulled put a knife. “I think we should show the newbie how it’s done, hmm?” Their hand snaked out and grasped Whumpee’s shirt tightly. “Just like the good old days.”
Ancient Dreams In A Modern Land meme//Rex and Pup//how it all happened
FLASHING LIGHTS/EYE STRAIN WARNING: PROCEED WITH CAUTION
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I wouldn't say I worked hard on this edit, but at the same time I did? I did a lot of gore editing (the one where Rex is blurred and so on and so forth)
I don't own any of the following characters, content or pictures shown in the video. Any edits made are not from the original drawings.
Rex, Pup, Viper and all of these characters belong to @imjustalazycat . Please go check them out, their content greatly inspires me as you can see :)))
Go read @imjustalazycat 's Hidden Scars comic! (Starting from chapter 4, you can go back farther)
Would you consider Hidden Scar for FFXV and your OC?
Thank you for the request and thank you for your patience, here is my second prompt from my @badthingshappenbingo card, Hidden Scars. It takes place in my Final Fantasy XV story, think of it as a little teaser of what I’m working on, this story has a personal Head Canon regarding Captain Drautos and other residents of the region of Cavaugh
I hope you like it ☺️💙
Bracelets
Violet dropped back onto the grass, Prompto sat down next to her.
“Remind me to politely decline next time you invite me for a run,” Violet huffed, the 18 year old, blonde laughed “I’ll stick to my early morning jog with Captain Drautos”
“I wasn’t expecting you to struggle like that, Violet”
“My usual running companion is in his 40’s and built for strength more than speed, and we usually talk while we run” Violet sat up and took a few sips of water and caught her breath.
The pair sat in the high, summer sun in the park for a while, watching others passing by on the footpath. Violet twisted the bracelet on her right wrist
“That’s a nice bracelet, Violet, I’ve always thought so, is it leather?” Violet looked down at the wide leather band; black, red and purple dyed leather with a silver clasp that bore the Amicitia coat of arms.
“It was a gift, from Captain Drautos, tanned and dyed leather, yes. It’s a traditional thing from his homeland”
“But you’re Insomnian”
“Yeah… but he wanted me to have one…” Violet looked down at her wrist “I have a scar, that runs around my wrist. When I got it, I was so scared to go to school, I knew people would ask about it and I wasn’t ready to explain it, I refused to go… for about a week, then the Captain brought me this” Violet undid the clasp of the leather band and showed Prompto the gagged scarring that ran around her wrist, he unconsciously fidgeted with his green striped sweatband on his right wrist, which didn’t go unnoticed by Violet. “We always need to feel comfortable, if that means hiding a scar, then we should, right?”
“Yeah…” Prompto nodded. He looked at her while she put her bracelet back on. “You said that those are traditional for the Captain’s homeland, right?” Violet hummed, “does he wear one?”
“He wears 8 of them, 3 on his right wrist, 5 on his left, his are much smaller than this though, and they all have different meanings”
“Which are?”
“I can’t tell you… those leather bands are sacred to his culture, it’s like Galahdans with their beads”
“So, if it’s so sacred, it must mean a lot to receive one”
“It is, people of Cavaugh can give people a bracelet, but only someone who means a great deal to them, it creates a bond, anyone should be honoured to receive one”
“I didn’t realise you were so close to the Captain” Violet lay back down on the grass and smiled fondly
Charles Preston Carmichael is the most infuriating man I’ve ever met.
I want to sock the golden boy of college hockey right in the mouth.
He enjoys telling me everything I’m messing up. Publicly.
And since he’s my roommate for the next year, I can’t avoid him.
Yet there’s something about him that makes me watch him.
Something dark.
A secret I want to uncover.
When he returns from a weekend away, broken and haunted, I can’t keep my distance anymore.
He needs someone and I’ll be damned if it’s not me.
Soon my life no longer revolves around hockey, but the nightmares he’s living with.
Desperately I want to save him but I can’t, not yet. The timing has to be just right.
Can I watch him destroy himself as he tries to hold tight to the things that matter or will I be the final hit in the destruction of his life?
Preston has been abused by his father since he was a child shortly after his mother died. His father is a sick man who uses his skills as a surgeon to cut Preston and stitch him back up among many other things. But Preston knows he would go through it again and again if it meant his sister remains safe. He'll draw attention to himself if it means his father won't turn his attention to Lily. And when Preston is forced to head to Colorado to play for a D1 hockey team, he'll do it. But he doesn't expect to be drawn by Jeremy. Jeremy doesn't understand Preston's problem. The man is a beast on the ice and now as a teammate, you would think the aggression and attitude would go toward opposing teams, not his own teammates. However, despite the snarling and aggressive behavior, Jeremy is drawn to Preston. He starts to see the mask Preston wears and he is realizing that some thing don't add up. And when the two finally give into their sparkling chemistry, Preston realizes that he may have found the one person he could drop his guard around and make him feel safe. Jeremy realizes that his feelings for Preston are only going stronger. He'll do whatever it takes to keep Preston by his side and keep him safe. This story was so good! Despite Preston's attitude early on, you can't help but cheer for Jeremy to get past Preston's walls so he can help. The connection between Preston and Jeremy is strong and they break down one another's walls bit by bit. Really touching story.
The frustrating part about conversations like "should people with self-harm scars warn others before showing off their body?" and conversations like it is how nobody would tell me that my scars are obscene or should be hidden despite, literally, being self-harm scars. They just do not know because people literally do not know what self-harm scars are and what self-harm is.
Our bodies are not vulgar or gross. We deserve to live our lives, and if our scars make you uncomfortable, we can be compassionate about that, but that doesn't mean that our bodies are Bad and should be Locked Away. Treat us like we belong, because we do.
Being a Nexus champion, Raph must have fangirls, right?
Like father, like son lol
Yep! He's pretty popular in the Hidden City and (during his time at the Battle Nexus) rarely goes out without running into a fan, lol
Having to go around with constant security turned into too much of a hassle for him tho, so his outings to the city ended up becoming few and far between
of course, that only means he's even more sought after the few times he does make public appearances. :]
Weeks have passed by and Vincent has been making a healthy recovery. Renee often spends her time with him and she was glad to see him be his usual self. Today he was quiet. Renee hasn't asked about his heart condition but he opened up about his insecurities. He stood up, took off his shirt, and looked at his chest. "Every time I see this scar I get so...I feel all these things and I remember..." Vincent sighed unable to process his words. "It hurts Renee. My heart hurts so much." Renee knew she couldn't do anything to make that scar go away, but she could make him feel better about himself and gradually he would accept who he was. "You're perfect just the way you are," she explained as she gazed into his eyes.