#gore: tw

[chaotic-fo-imagines]

Your smol F/O attacking a home invader so you can keep napping peacefully

[hana-akari]

Starter for @abyssaldespair

It’s been a few weeks since her last victim. Sakura had been trying to space them out as to make it harder to track her. But she had clients waiting on organs, and she was always one to keep customers happy. So that meant, someone else had to die that night.

The recent disappearances, paired with bodies being found void of organs had caused the whole city to be tense with fear. Anyone could be a target. There wasn’t any specific type of person Sakura targeted. Besides sometimes, she would target people that had gotten on her nerves that day, or wronged her in some manner. Killing went from being just another job to an enjoyable hobby she used to get back at the world that wronged her. If anything, they all should be thanking her for taking out the trash. Putting them for better use as a bag of organs. Organs that could go to the sick, and those who really needed them.

Sakura was good at twisting things in her mind to make it sound like what she was doing was actually a good thing. But deep down, she knew she was just sick.

An alert went off of her security, her eyes moving over to the screen to see someone stumbling around in the outside of her base. Sakura wasn’t stupid enough to do her business from her home, so instead, she did her work in an old warehouse no one used anymore. No one came this far out of the city because of crime rates. Something Sakura took advantage of. With the way this man was stumbling about, Sakura was assuming he was on some sort of drugs. Would explain why he was way out here. Probably too high to consider the dangers of being all the way out here.

Well she was looking for a new victim…

He was as good as any. She was sure no one would miss him. 

Getting up from her desk, she grabbed a simple bat. Well not entirely simple. Blades and nails stuck out of it, and there was already dried blood on it meaning she’s already used it before. Sneaking out of the front of the building, Sakura quietly crept up on the man from behind. Just as she got close enough, she swung the bat, cracking him in the back of the head, knocking him to the ground. Before he had a chance to get up, or cause a fuse, Sakura began beating him over the head over and over with the bat. Crushing his skull, flinging chunks of brain matter around along with blood. After he was no longer moving, Sakura took notice at how odd the color of his blood was. She has never seen blood this dark before, and fuck did this guy smell. He smelled like he'd already been rotting before she killed him. And now his nasty, stinky blood was all over her.

Great.

She needed a shower.

But first, she needed to get his ass inside and onto her surgical table. Sakura just grabbed him by the legs and dragged him. Cursing a bit at how heavy he was, calling him a fat ass. She thought drugs made people thinner??? 

It took a bit longer to get him inside than she expected, but managed. Just flopping his gross ass onto the table, and strapping down his arms and legs just to secure him. Sakura walked away for a brief moment to clean up the mess outside. Just so no one sees it and starts poking around. Can never be too careful. She just dumped the chunks of brain and skull into a trashcan. No use to her.

Sakura washed up her hands and pulled on some gloves and a face mask. Hoping the mask would dampen the smell a little bit. She flipped on the radio in passing for some background noise,

“Okay, Stinky, let's see if you have any worthwhile organs.”

The pink haired woman pulled over the tray of tools, along with a tray to put the organs temporarily. She cut him open autopsy style, then used some pliers to crack open his ribs so she could have a full view of his insides. His blood was still a sickly dark color. In which she’s never seen. She hoped that didn’t mean all the organs were trash. 

Starting with his heart, Sakura hummed to the music as she carefully cut it out of him, then dropped it on the tray. Next she started working on his lungs. She was so hyper focused on the task of plucking the organs out of him, that she didn’t notice how his head was healing…

[wolfythewitch]

I'm gonna haunt you in your head

The things we did, the last words I said

[mattel]

GOTTMIK RuPaul’s Drag Race All Stars 9x03

[bamsara]

mix of some established narilamb doodles

[ruporas]

dragon meat, you, and me

[hinamie]

I'll rip in hands and teeth and take a bite

[brilcrist]

Please enjoy this short Poolverine comic from me~❤️💛

<The original plan was supposed to be 7-8 pages but sadly i dont have the timeTwT>

[owob]

moufwash 🪥

[voltaical-art]

do you guys ever think about how Wyll is introduced as an archetypal fantasy hero, but then it turns out he’s a warlock, who made a pact with a devil. Do you ever think about how Ansur is described as this fantastical dragon of myth, but then when you find him, he’s turned into an undead monstrosity. Do you think about how when Wyll does the right thing, he is punished to become more monstrous. Do you think about how as Wyll’s warlock powers grow, his spells get more horrific. Do you think about how Ansur was killed by his closest friend. Do think about how Wyll was cast out by the most important person in his life. do you guys ever think about Ansur and Wyll.

[tempter-sent]

Demon of Kaon

[igottatho]

A new world is possible, my friends. Le Guin famously said: “The profit motive is often in conflict with the aims of art. We live in capitalism. Its power seems inescapable; so did the divine right of kings. Any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings.”

We WILL free Palestine

[hana-akari]

"The sound of these pasta remind me of the sound of a brain getting stepped on..." Obito casually says as he moves the wooden spoon in the macaroni. "Like not only stepping on it but also twisting your foot into it to make sure it gets everywhere. Same sound."

"Can't believe crushing someone's brains sounds like good pussy. The more ya know!" Neither of those things should really be thought about when it comes to making pasta. Sakura should really be more disturbed, "Ya know what else it sounds like? When you shove your arm in someone intestines and wiggle it around. Warm, wet, squishy sound." As a doctor, she would know.

[19-1-20-25-18]

TW: blood, violence.

[daydream-the-demon]

Guys I'm dying-

THIS IS THE OFFICIAL DUOLINGO TWEETING THIS-

(THE ACTUAL TWEET FOR PROOF-)

(Here's some fanart of this tweet-) Edit: it's aislinceivun on [tumblr], go check 'em out!

IT IS REAL.

DUOLINGO IS SHIPPING THEMSELF WITH ALASTOR-

I AM DYING HELP ME-

[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: