#cw stitches

[abbeyofcyn]

Messy doodles

[mellosdrawings]

Content warnings, please mind the tags.

Heartfelt gift

Don't you realize all those gifts only hurt me more and more every time?

Don't you realize those measly feathers aren't worth the blood I sacrifice every months?

Don't you realize nothing you do can make me feel better?

Don't you realize I hate you.

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[chaoshiki]

Frankenludwig doodles for spooky month

[wispforever]

same village

[ffruitsalad]

Thanks @strawberripine for letting me make some art for their one shot!

From top left to bottom right: Gir (The Companion), Erreccaven (The Nerd), Michael A.B. (The Jock), Dawn (The Broken Heart)

If anyone has questions about my process or how I fleshed (hahah) the characters out, feel free to leave an ask!

[stories-and-chaos]

Shrike: New Neighbor

[Hazbin Hotel reader insert as Alastor’s “darling life and death partner” Ace x ace relationship, both parties are moderately sex favorable.]

[Word count 1210 Cw: blood, foul language]

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Even while recovering, Alastor had to be dramatic. So when he dropped you both into the group in front of the rebuilt hotel, his joining the song and grand gestures did not surprise you. What did was Charlie suddenly hugging him and Alastor allowing her.

The princess was stronger than she knew. Alastor was more stubborn than anyone but you realized. So even though his theatrics and her squeeze tore some stitches, he refused to show it. The benefit of entirely red clothing was that a bit of blood wasn’t noticeable.

As soon as you could manage, you insisted the pair of you look over your new suite. Walking to the top floor would have been a struggle and you weren’t up to flying again yet. Fortunately the new building had elevators installed.

Alastor had recreated his broadcast studio on a corner penthouse level and naturally had claimed the closest rooms for you both. He hadn’t recreated the bayou yet, but there were more pressing concerns. Namely redoing his stitches.

Once in the room you ordered, “Sit down Alastor.” You didn’t let him argue as you removed his jacket and shirt. The bandages wrapped around his torso had absorbed most of the blood but now they definitely needed replacing. “Zut alors, you just had to overdo it out there.”

You brought out both a last aid kit and your sewing kit. As you gathered up towels, warm water and disinfectant, you continued to vent. “I know you like to cultivate an air of invulnerability, cher, but that was too much.” Returning to his side you started unwinding the bandages. “Granted you didn’t expect Charlie to hug you like that, but all that flailing about did not help.”

His hand shot out and grabbed your wrist. “That’s enough,” he growled hoarsely. His antlers were starting to grow in anger but he didn’t put any pressure on your wrist.

“No Alastor, it’s not,” you replied firmly. You didn’t pull your hand away but you did turn his head to face you. You locked eyes with your husband, staring straight into the radio dials. “If you get hurt, I’m the one that patches you up. If you get hurt doing something stupid, I’m still the one patching you up, but I’m allowed to be angry about it.”

He huffed and released your wrist. You continued unwrapping and cleaning that gash across his chest. “I don’t want to be stitching you back up constantly because you’re pretending to be invincible.” You might have said more but a voice at the door interrupted.

“Lover’s quarrel? You really should close the door if you’re going to do that.”

“Fuck!” you screeched, reflexively launching a stiletto at the voice.

“Whoa!” The figure blinked away in a burst of sparks, popping back into existence next to you. The blade thudded into the hallway.

“Careful there!” Lucifer admonished. “We just built these floors.”

You hissed at the fallen angel. “I wouldn’t have to be careful if someone wasn’t eavesdropping.”

He just smiled as you returned to focusing on Alastor. “Someone wouldn’t be eavesdropping if someone else had closed their door properly.” He leaned down to look at the wound you were starting to stitch together again. “Oof, that from when Adam swung at you? You took quite a hit there buddy.”

Alastor glared at him furiously. “GET. OUT,” he snarled, his ever present smile straining in his anger.

As much as you agreed with him, what Lucifer said made you start. “How did you know Adam hit him? The only ones that saw the fight were the exorcists and me.” Some of your flock might have seen it, but they were rather occupied.

“I was watching the whole time,” he replied blithely. With a snap, he produced an ornate set of opera glasses on an elegant handle. “Had to keep an eye on my little girl in case she needed help.”

“You were just watching?!” You and Alastor yelled together. If he had shown up before the angels arrived, he could have handled everything.

“Yup! Charlie didn’t ask me to join the fight, so I wanted to give her the chance to take care of it.” He paused. “I do feel bad about the snake guy, though. Oh, and that you two got banged up by that douchebag.”

You hissed again, feeling your feathers turn metallic. Still, you turned back to the curved needle in your hand. Alastor’s claws dug into the chair; you couldn’t be sure of it was from anger or the feeling of needle and thread sliding through his skin. Probably both.

“GET OUT,” he repeated, now looking like he’d enjoy tearing Lucifer’s throat out if he wasn’t stuck in place.

“And leave my new neighbors in their time of need?” He shook his head mockingly. “Charlie would never let me hear the end of it.”

You did your best to focus and finish quickly. “Got it back together, cher.” His grip on the chair didn’t ease up. He really is a terrible patient, you thought as you placed a gauze pad on the gash. You reached for a roll of bandages, only to find Lucifer holding it out to you.

Annoyed, you grabbed it with a quiet “merci.” Winding the bandage around Alastor to keep the pad in place, you could feel Lucifer’s gaze on your back. Your husband was getting more and more irritated as the king of Hell kept watching you.

Then, as you finished securing the bandage: “You’re gonna need a splint on that wing.” You blinked in confusion. Alastor was similarly surprised at Lucifer’s statement.

“Never had a wing injury before?” he prodded. You shook your head. “You’re one lucky gal.” He clapped his hands and a small pile of supplies appeared. “It’s got to be stabilized. And no attempts to fly until it’s fully healed if you want it back to normal.” He gestured for Alastor to get up, not caring at all that he was ordering the Radio Demon around. Of course he didn’t, he ruled over all of Hell. He outranked every Sinner, Overlord or not.

With permission, he examined your wing. “Alright deerboy, I’ll show you what to do so you can take care of your missus.” That did seem to calm Alastor down a bit and he begrudgingly let Lucifer demonstrate. Shortly, your wing was braced by thin rods and bandages. “Remember, no flying at all.”

You grumbled, only for Alastor to lean down (slowly, taking his wound into account) and say with exaggerated sweetness, “I’ll be patching you up, cher. And if I have to resplint your wing because you did something stupid, then I’m allowed to be angry, yes?”

Dammit, you thought to yourself. Aloud you said, “Fair enough,” with equal sarcastic sweetness.

Satisfied, Lucifer grabbed his apple topped cane with a twirl. “I’m making pancakes if you two want any.” He sauntered out, humming contentedly.

You sighed gustily. “Let’s get you a new shirt, darling.” As you helped Alastor button up the bright red shirt, he realized something.

“He said ‘new neighbors,’” he stated, the static disappearing from his voice. You both stopped dead, processing what that meant. Meeting each other’s eyes, there was only one thing to say, in unison again.

“Ffffuck!”

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Taglist: @whitewolfsoldat @edgyboi10000 @ch3sire-blu3 @clearly-awkward @badatpunz @bengewatch @chewbrry

[tiredsn0w]

Goretober days 3+4: gashes+stitches

(Uncensored and close ups under cut)

[zours025]

Zombie au stuff i think its funny that this is a zombie au off of feelings only becuz i havent drawn a single zombie for it yet LOL.

arthur amputation wound under the cut blabla whatever

[waterfrontcomplex]

in the sewing machine, i've lost myself

lethal twisted rnd! (i like them a normal amount)

took a lot of inspo from falin chimera and twisted shelly :p

they're smaller than twisted dandy... im thinking more around twisted pebble size?

the basic story i have for them rn is that they got beat up by twisted pebble and got almost completely split in half. razzle stitched them back up (dazzle was unconscious) but something happened in the twisting process and now theyre lethal or something im still working on the last part (dandy intervention? happens post-twisting? not sure yet)

anyway here's their reworked non-twisted design (will probably end up changing it again)

[the-dye-stained-socialite]

Mr Veils!!!! one of my favorite masters, i simply had to do it justice!!!

(and by justice i mean start up a simple design piece that rapidly spiraled out of hand-)

i tried out two different filters on my phone to get this to look nice, and even then it only wants to pick up on so much, so please combine the two in your head for me?

design notes under the cut

So! while bat membranes can in fact heal themselves, I think at this point veils

(1) has been fighting so much and so frequently that its body just can't sustain the healing anymore, and thus the healing process has started to slow down considerably and begun showing scars

and

(2) Veils is very impatient and refuses to rest its wings, so they had to be mended

additionally, it has litle diamond-shaped reinforcement points to stop tears from splitting further or wearing further. (maybe I'll add more at the top next time instead of the bottom)

the three markings under its neck on its ruff are meant to resemble blood! because i am a sucker for both tragedy And meaningful or literal fur markings

it wears glasses! mostly as part of a costume and for Fashion, and to help it appear more intelligent. however, after centuries of fine detail work, veils has become... a little far sighted, and just may actually need them for closeup work.

it's greying, because old money, wealth, power, experience, and i think it deserves some grey fur <3

the bat species it's based on is the Spectral Bat, or the Great False Vampire bat! because ghosts, pretending to be what it's not, and also those bats are Viscious in a way i think suits veils Very Well

also, it's designed to be very muscular!

i was originally gonna give it horns because of that one bit of text but. i forgor.

[uglynetwork]

i'm still coping™ by fooling myself that genloss Ranboo could live. anyway you should all vote for generation loss as the best streamed series in the streamer awards :}

[meet-the-net]

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭.

"I cannot feel my legs."

"𝐀𝐜𝐡, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡."

He is complete!

Medic admires his patient subject, a re-made man(n). A person fit for the upcoming battles. A war machine.

Ned had some special requests for the procedure, of course. If he's gonna be mangled, he should at least be remolded to his full potential. Biweekly T-Shot appointments have been scheduled. Hooray for the goober!

[thewandererh]

a wild MND blocks your path!! *throws him at you*

⚠️TW // EYE CONTACT, STITCHES (old injury scars)

was testing out colored lineart stuffs & proportions with this one. he mad. this was supposed to be a fanart for my comic deepswim but i never finished it.

[temporaltourguide]

a few art blank icons for the populace

[starlit-bawka]

"Seems like you've popped a few stitches. Let's fix that."

Hi hi hello here's my gift for @qsmplesbians for the @mcythorrorgiftexchange !!! I really hope you enjoy it, it was super fun to work on!! I decided to go with a sort of Frankenstein vibe, where Skeppy's a bit of a mad scientist and him and Bad are doing the best they can to stick together despite Bad's penchant for self-destruction. The golden stitches are a little tie-back to the qsmp headcanon where Bad was covered in golden scars from all of his totem revivals!!

[fluffycannibals]

didn't have the energy to finish this