#extreme gore

[decideroffacts]

bad dream

[left-for-carrion]

Here, c'mere, I got a deal for you You get -> your wings ripped out, halo snapped, legs and arms bound so that way you're hobbling around I get -> a new dog made of the most filthy holy thing I could find

[xitsensunmoon]

TW GORE, BODY HORROR

Sorry I spilled your Eclipse (lame he doesn't regenerate...🙄)

Artfight revenge on @garbagechocolate

[befuddled-calico-whump]

(remaining panels under the cut for gore.)

Test Track AU (T$$ AU Masterlist)

previous (cw: gore) // next

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(suggested by anon!)

@theonewithallthefixations , @violets-whumperflies , @whump-me , @pirefyrelight , @soheavyaburden , @snakebites-and-ink , @whumpsday , @kixngiggles , @echo-goes-aaa , @whumpcateyes , @clickerflight , @sodacreampuff , @suspicious-whumping-egg , @cryptidwritings , @painsandconfusion , @grizzlie70 , @bloodsweatandpotato , @ladyblogofficialreporter @whumper-soot , @poeticagony

[songoftrillium]

Cracking the Bone 18/22

Trigger Warnings in the tags

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17

[chaoticdesertdweller]

[cerkowah]

sequel to my last Henry and Springtrap piece 👍 he just wants a little taste

timelapse + lineart below!

[bodybaghoffman]

embalming goes crazy

[devileaterjaek]

[sordid-dog]

sooo normal!!!

[decideroffacts]

imitation

[left-for-carrion]

I need- I need someone to chain me and another mutt/thing/creature together to fight, pronged dogs collars keeping us together, biting, scratching, snarling, both of us realizing that this feels good, that this is right. This where we belong, where we'll die and end others lives. I fucking need to dig into them, rip their guts open, choke them with the chain, keep them reined in, leave welts thick enough that they start bleeding from the links, need to eat them alive and have the collar unlocked off of my as the victor.

[useless-moss]

Did you know that, as long as bleeding is controlled and nothing gets detached or severed, a person can be cut open and more or less have their intestines played with? Like, pulled out of their body and held up in front of their face if one so chooses. And, after being stitched back up, the person can feel their organs shifting back into place.

Anyway, extreme Hiccup torture/whump with this.

Bonus if the person doing the torture keeps a hot piece of a metal nearby for makeshift cauterization.

[sunshiline-writes]

DRABBLE: TO THE BONE

am i posting this at 2:30am without editing or looking at it? Yes. Do I care? No. Bc it’s so special to me.

Anyway CW: lab whump, gore, needles, noncon drugging, creepy/intimate Whumper (bc I can’t get enough of them), scalpel, uhhh. EXTREME GORE SO MUCH GORE.

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“Whumpeeee~” Whumper sang, gently tapping their cheek. A grin plastered on their face. “Oh whumpeee! Wakey wakey darling.” They tapped their cheek again as eyelids fluttered. “There you are lovely.”

Whumpees eyes slowly opened, not really registering the position they were in. Strapped to a cold, metal chair. Wrists, ankles, knees, chest, neck, head, all strapped down with no possibility of escape. It was lovely to see the realization dawn. See how their eyes dilated and how their breathing got more rapid as they finally also registered the bit that was in their mouth. A gag, pressing on their tongue, clenching teeth nearly trying to bite through it. Strapped to the back of their head.

Muffled, weak cries came from their mouth. “Shhh, shh.. you’re fine. Can you Feel This?” Gloved hands pressed a needle into the thigh of Whumpee. Whumpee was still slow from the drugs but they shook their head. They.. couldn’t feel anything. Everything was numb.

“Good! Good Whumpee. That is very good,” Whumper said with another pat on the cheek. “I know you’re confused but trust me. This is going to be fun!”

If Whumpee could shake their head, could argue, they would have. Instead they just whimpered, tears escaping their eyes. Whumper left them for a moment, they heard them moving behind them. A rattling sound as something was rolled to their side. Filled with… needles, scalpels and other surgical tools. Panic filled Whumpee, as they clenched their fists and tried to shake off their restraints.

“None of that now Whumpee. Here.. something to relax..” Gloved hands grabbed a syringe and it was inserted into the crook of Whumpees elbow. Whatever it was, it was cold. Going up their arm, their shoulder, spreading in their chest and they were sure if their head wasn’t secure, it would have dropped to their chest. “There you go.. that’s better.”

Whumpee blinked and whimpered behind the gag, feeling heavy.

Whumper sighed contently, grabbing a marker and drawing a line on their thigh, straight down the middle. “See.. I always wondered about just how many layers I would have to cut through to get to bone. And now I have someone to try it on.” They clapper their gloved hands together. Then grabbed a scalpel.

“Let’s get started shall we? I want you to watch. Help me keep count. Sometimes I get excited and forget.”

Then Whumper pressed the scalpel into the skin on Whumpees thigh and Whumpee sobbed softly. Unable to move, unable to stop it, as they watched this skin split under the scalpel. They expected pain, but there was none. Instead, they vaguely heard Whumper excitedly count, “One!”

“Two!” More skin splint, yellowish.

“Three!” Blood spilling..

…

“Ten!” Whumpee couldnt stop crying, watching as muscle split beneath Whumpers fingers and the scalpel. Their breath catching in their throat as a keening sound was made behind the gag.

“Sshhh..” Whumper cooed. “Let’s get the spreaders. I can’t see anything.” There were strange devices, holding open the sides of the skin, muscle, fat layers. Pushing them to the sides as Whumper just kept cutting. They stopped counting.

It took forever for them to see the white of the bone. “Oh! Oh! Look at that! We found it! We did it! We cut to the bone!”

Whumpees eyes rolled to the back of their head.

Blood so much blood. Too much.

Whumper sighed. “Guess you’ll need some more transfusions huh? Well..” they stuck a finger in the gaping wound in their thigh. Gently rubbing against the bone there. “I would say this experiment was a success.”

[petribread]

Madness day 2024, midterms edition (I have 5 midterms in a span of 10 days '|-.-

Redraw from a scene from tricky madness 2

no eyes version

[hyacinthguy]

My first art fight submission for Chibichangeling! https://artfight.net/attack/6364537.solomons-sparkly-slicing-session