#face injury

[bamsara]

Finally finished this, one of the many comic wips I started the last few months (you can kinda see where I got lazy and changed up some stylization in a few panels lmao)

Anyway, a scene I have planned out for The Rehabilitation of Death.

Some extra doodles below:

[artdunk]

[lynaferns]

Abandoned wip from September 20, 2023

I don't think I'm finishing this, especially because I wanted my human design of them more separated from the elves, so I want to change some aspects of them. And especially now that I have a better idea of how to adapt eclipse to my AUs and DCA interpretations. (Also, I was going through a weird artblock here and I was having doubts about the way I draw the DCA in general, like, all my versions and designs).

Anyways, I wanted to show it. I like how 'Clips face and hair turned out. I had the idea that part of their scalps are burned and don't grow hair anymore there, has a prosthetic leg and uses gloves to protect their hands (and not scare children/gross out adults because of the burn skeletal looking).

Color always eats lineart details.

December 1, 2023.

Here is an old test I did after the previous drawing. I really like Suns hair here, I think I found the perfect balance I wanted of puffed up/crazy hair for him, but I had artblock and couldn't see that lol.

lmao why did I do the lineart if the sketch was alredy looking good? I guess I was going for a cleaner look.

[where-is-my-whump]

Chicago Fire 12x11

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

I idolized u before I really knew u. And then u hurt me anyway

Anyway what if I told u this is a post based on how I felt learning about the canon personality of a FNaF character. LMAOOOOOOO

[kerosnes]

Watch the video (hc for my phighting interpretation: the acid mentioned in the video was something that they had lying around the lab n when medkit had his eye removed uhh he threw it onto subspace’s face an now they’re both fucked up)

I’m a professional yapper holy shit I usually keep things short 😭😭

[bigiswarriorcatsdesigns]

Finished Brightheart design sheet.

This was difficult to draw. I spent a long time thinking her design and I tried to search the best way to portray her scars. It was hard to find accurate information in cats, so if anyone who reads this would like to offer some critique or advice I’d love to read it. 

More information:

o  Warning: this point contains details about her wounds and mental state, skip this point if you are 14 years old and younger or don’t feel okay reading this stuff, as it is graphic. Proceed with caution. Her right side scars were done while trying to climb a tree to get away from the dogs. Unfortunately though Swifpaw’s sacrifice gave Brightpaw time to react and try to escape, the dogs grabbed her hips from the left side. The rest of the scars were done because she curled on the floor leaving her left side exposed. That way she got heavy bite wounds on her face and torso. He face got the worse part. Both her left eye and ear is gone and some of her upper face was ripped off, thus her left eye socket is assimetrical. While on treatment her face got swollen and was in complete mental shock (Acute stress disorder if she was diagnosed in human standards). After taking her bandages off and a lot of work from Cinderpelt to stabilize her and avoid it from developing into a worse condition, she seemed to get to a better mental state... until she saw her reflection. Since then, both that incident and hearing Bluestar’s assigned name made her relapse and suffer mentally (Post-traumatic stress dissorder).  Later after treatment hair grew back, blending a bit her scars, but not fully. She still has nightmares and can’t bear the thought of dogs, but has learnt to accept her scars and self image and to stop blaming herself for Swiftpaw’s death. This was thanks to early intervention from Cinderpelt and Cloudtail’s emotional support. Firestar recognized her recovery and the pain that her assigned name brought her, and thus changed her name to Brightheart to honor her strength and kindness, as well as her strong will to live and never give up. I don’t have much experience in medical fields and while I did ressearch, I could have got it wrong. I’d appreciate input in that case so I can learn and change it. I take these topics seriously.

o As she got old her ginger patches started to become smaller as white hair grew on them. They also became slightly diluted and desaturated. Small spots from old age appeared on her face scars.

o Just because I’m not sure if it’s very telling, on her elder drawing she’s sleeping on Cloudtail’s back leg and tail. She likes to sleep like that because Cloudtail has a very soft and fluffy tail and gives her comfort.

[raven0usravi0lii]

creepypasta life roleplays got me fucked up

[stellesappho]

my headcanons for sal and larry's appearance hashtag realism

[yayforocs]

Day 2- new OC :V

Two new ocs, really, they're fine it's fine everything's fine

[juche-jane]

[damnifrost]

Ugly

[isamajor]

June of Doom : Day 1 to 5

Yay, @juneofdoom is here ! Time to write more whump drabble with Skyrim Custom-voiced Followers ! ♥

1 . “Help me.” 

A squad of Thalmor was after them and they had separated to better outrun them. Gore had headed towards Peak Shade's Tower, hoping to camouflage himself in the dense vegetation. A trap was also hidden here and it was only when his foot landed on it, that he realized too late what was happening to him. Then the intense pain of the jaw closing on his calf. He fell and curled into fetal position, biting the ground so as not to scream and be spotted by his pursuers.

Shortly after, footsteps approached him. It wasn't a Thalmor. Gore whispered “Help me.” (102)

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2 . “It didn’t have to be this way.” 

It had been stronger than him. Set foot again at the embassy, without consulting the Dragonborn infiltrating there, nor his other companions who were waiting in the rocks not far from the building.

Although Taliesin knew every nook and cranny, he was still flushed out by his former colleague, the chief torturer, Rulindil. When the Dragonborn saw them talking, they have the vehement feeling of having been utterly double-crossed and betrayed. They confronted the two Thalmors.

“It didn’t have to be this way.” , pleaded Taliesin. He was trembling, torn between affection for his old and new comrades. (99)

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3 . “Well, well, well…”  

Having hidden his camp between the lake and forest, Kaidan sat by his campfire, oblivious to the danger that awaited him. The sound of a spell startled him, and before he could react, a powerful paralysis spell struck him, causing him to fall motionless. As Kaidan struggled against the invisible force that held him captive, a voice echoed through the trees, cold and mocking.

"Well, well, well... We finally got you.", taunted the Thalmor wizard leading the ambush. Trapped, Kaidan's heart was beating with anger at being ambushed by the Thalmor, who must have been tracking him for a long time. (102)

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4 . “Does that hurt?”     

Lucien's breath caught as his foot pressed on the pressure plate. He barely had time to react when iron spikes burst from the ground, impaling his leg. A strangled yelp escaped his lips as he collapsed.Inigo rushed to his side, eyes wide with worry.

"Does it hurt, my friend? How much?"

Lucien panted, trying to control his breathing and tears, unable to answer. Inigo's expression hardened and he began to examine the injured leg.

“Our friend must have some healing potions in their bag.”

Lucien nodded weakly, hiccupping, squeezing Inigo's hand as he tried to focus on something other than the pain. (105)

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5 . “It’s not as bad as it looks.”    

Remiel winced as Xelzaz gently cleaned the wound on her face. The bite from the skeever had started to swell, turning an angry red and oozing pus. She felt tears prick at her eyes, not just from the pain but from the fear of disfiguration.

“It’s not as bad as it looks.”, Xelzaz said softly. He applied a poultice to the bite, the coolness providing some relief.

“The swelling will go down soon. This poultice will draw out the infection.”

Remiel sniffed, trying to muster a smile. “You’re sure?”

Xelzaz nodded firmly. “I promise. Just rest and let me take care of you.” (100)

[amber-writhing]

Olivia Sketchie ✨

[daily-rayless]

Elza, escaping the Howling Voice.

[duskydrawings]

Doing concepts of my armored zombie lady!!! She needs a bandaid