#burn mark tw

[moonglowmuses]

"goddamn it!" marty exclaimed when he burned part of his wrist. admittedly, he'd been irresponsible when it came to lighting up his smoke. he hadn't been paying attention, and once he was, it was too late. his injury was not extensive, thankfully, but he'd given himself a good BURN MARK on his hand. marty flexed his hand, searching for pain, but he didn't locate much of it. in fact, it was only the burned section that seemed to be hurting at all. "you wouldn't happen to be a MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL, are you?" he asked one of the people who had entered the doors of his business. "i burned myself by accident. would you mind grabbing me that BOTTLE OF WATER that is in the corner? yes, right. on the COUNTER over there." he needed to soothe the burned area of his skin with some water, he decided.

@bejcwcled

[bullsh1tterz]

₊🎞️❜ |[ @sioraiocht sent ]|   :

[ DISCOVER ]  for sender to see receiver’s scars for the first time { steve!}

The air stirs still as he pulls the blanket off of himself - much too early in the morning - and realizes he hadn't put a shirt on for the night. No shirt and, much more frustratingly, no concealer. It had been wiped clean off from his tossing and turning over Steve's sheets.

Oh. Steve's sheets. Fuck. Shuffling sideways to make view of him, Adam clears his throat. Instinctively, his hand is reaching towards the gun-shot wound, now a stitched-up scar right betwixt his shoulders and chest as though to shield it - keep it a secret. All in vain. He can't tell what the state of his back is, but suffice to say the burn marks and scabs riddling it are starting to show below the cheap makeup.

"... Er- Mornin', I guess." he's quick to get the first word in, other hand extending just to the tip of Steve's hair and trailing along his face to cup it just for a second. "Is that supposed ta be y'r bedhead?" Then, it retracts, eyes aside in an almost awkward sheepishness at the exposure of his long-aged wounds. "Damn."

[starredfishing]

check out how many painful memories of their beloved teammate i can make these guys carry

[fiendishartist2]

*guy who had no control over his fate voice* it's all my fault

[pl-ceh-lder]

toxic yuri wip

[chiptunepacifist]

WTH jax!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (dw shes into it)

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[rad-fire]

…Did I go too far…?

…It’s okay… It’s not like it matters…

…How am I supposed to cover them…?

…Shit… Someone’s gonna see…

…It’ll be okay if I avoid them, right…?

[sneakydraws]

I realised today the funniest burn scar i can give jacobi is one that perfectly follows the contours of his safety goggles

[cavernstims]

Pest x Mark Stimboard 🪲🪵 [Requested by Anon]

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[systimming]

Mike fictionkin with post apocalyptic themed stims! @fable-like-hero

- Mod Primarina.

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[loubella77]

[pawl3ss]

This post is pretty random and unusual for me since its not so sfw butt i wanted to draw & show all of conies scars so yeah :3

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[jacksepticeye-simp]

Pyre

(Gift for @mothgodofchaos bc they've been working hard on their stuffs, I hope you like it!)

TW: Witch trials, mentions of fire/burning

"People of god! Look upon this wench, marked by their wicked deeds, has rejected the way of our lord and instead embraced the darkness that is the devil. There is no mercy for the likes of them. Do not be fooled by their cries and pleas of innocence. Their heart belongs to evi, and their suffering is just. THIS is the price of disobeying the Lord's will! Let this punishment be a warning to all: Those of you who consort with darkness shall be found and purged from the face of this world. Before the flames cleanse their soul, let us allow this witch to speak their final words. Tell us your lies." Tears threatening to spill while struggling in your binds.

"Please! I am no witch! I swear this upon my soul!" That was probably the biggest lie you'd ever told. You were most definitely a witch, But you weren't going to tell these assholes that. You tried to warn them about the oncoming storms so they'd have some time to prepare, but did they listen? NO. Instead they were going to burn you alive & for what?! TRYING TO HELP THEM!

"Do not burn me for a crime I haven't committed! My friends know my innocence!" You pleaded, your gaze sweeping through the crowd for even a glimpse of your coven. You locked eyes with the high priestess of your coven. "Please, you know I'm innocent!" The crowd looked towards her. "No. You are not. You are a soulless witch." She said blankly, staring you dead in the eye from the ground. THAT BACKSTABBING LITTLE-

"May the lord have mercy on you." The priest told you, approaching with a lit torch. Well, seems like it's curse time then. "Fine. Set me ablaze. But know this: My blood will not cure your hunger for righteousness, with every flame I-"

The sound of shrieking cut off your monologue. Hands made from rotting flesh rose from the ground and grabbed at the feet of the priest and other villagers. Absolute chaos ensued as everybody else started running back to their homes, you stood there in confusion wondering how dead people were interrupting your execution but you were grateful nonetheless. Suddenly a man draped in a cloak of deep violet appeared in front of you, he sat atop a skeletal horse and held a fancy staff you could only dream of touching. The staff was adorned with all types of magical sigils and on the top of it was a beautiful glowing crystal. The man grinned at you. "Well hello there, in need of assistance~?" He asked, dismounting his steed and approaching you. "So you're the cause of this interruption, hm?" You looked at his arms, a good portion of it was dark as charcoal. His fingers ended in incredibly sharp talons, he looked pretty strong too. The man rolled his eyes at your comment. "Would you like to be rescued or not?" You scoffed "Just unbind me, will you?" In a moments notice your ropes were cut and you were free. You gasped and quickly hugged the man, knocking his hood off. "Oh thank you so very much.." You gazed into his gorgeous eyes. They were the most beautiful shade of purple you'd ever seen. A blush coated his cheeks. "Of course, I couldn't let a beauty such as yourself go to waste." You then walked over to the priest who was frozen in place by the hands of the dead, taking the torch from his hands. "May the lord have mercy on you." You remarked mockingly before setting him ablaze. You then turned back to the man who cleared his throat and offered his hand to you. "Shall we leave this dreary village?" He asked, winking at you. "Of course." You took his hand and he helped you onto the horse. "Oh, did I mention I'm a necromancer?" You just smiled adoringly at him. "I love a powerful man~" If you didn't believe in love at first site before, you definitely did now.

"I think I'm in love with you."

[n4talia-chaparro]

Yeaaahh I had fun drawing these mfs again--

And this shit took me 5 fucking minutes cuz of the background- [note: I almost gave Dante a top surgery scar by accident but idk. My headcanon is bad-]

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[kraang5]

My stubby legged abomination of an oc <3

[littlesapphicraccoonguy]

Uh…i can explain…