#heavy gore

[sonicexelle-junkary]

So like….

Honestly I want more content of Tangle going apeshit over Whisper

[randofics]

Road kill Transformers headcannon

Heavy gore!!! Animal gore!!!

I wrote about this topic in another post and figured I'd do an entire headcannon on it. Basically it's what the cybertronians would think of organic gore. Roadkill is an everyday example that they would run into.

HEAVY GORE UNDER CUT!!!

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Bay OP- He didn't really notice the small animal corpses on the side of the streets and roads at first. Sure he'd notice the odd bump at night driving along, or the rank smell that he'd occasionally drive through but he thought nothing of it. He had also seen animals crossing the roads but never close enough that he had a hard time stopping. However one rainy night when the fog was thick and the moon barely shown through the thick canopy of trees on either side of the road it happened.

He hadn't been going very fast but even still the impact was brutal. With his extreme weight and momentum the poor creature never stood a chance. When the deer jumped out onto the road she was merely a few feet from his grill. The nine ton bot rammed into the helpless animal killing her on impact. Blood spattered over his windshield and the lifeless body rolled under his tires scraping along his undercarriage and more blood coating the crome pipes and cables. He swerved off the road and into the ditch coming to a stop in the soaked dirt. He was stunned and not sure what to think he reversed swinging around on the slick asphalt and driving towards the mangled corpse. He stared at it for several minutes still conflicted with his feelings about the situation before transforming and gently collecting the brutalized animal in his servos. He walked into the woods and dug a hole for the body, gently laying it to rest as he'd seen the humans do with their dead. With his respects paid to the creature he walked back to the road transformed and returned to base.

As he drove into the well lit hangar gasps, wide eyes, and optics met him. Cornel Lennox ran up to him asking what had happened. After an explanation Lennox showed him to the bots wash station to clean him up.

BayBee- Bee being closer to road level had been one of the first introduced to roadkill. He had been driving with Sam when it happened. It was daytime and the city streets were littered with dead leaves. The squirrels were busy gathering food for winter and because of this they tended to get more bold when crossing the roads. He had been going 35mph at most when the little fur ball hopped into the road. It looked left then right trying to decide which way to run but by the time it chose it lept right into the path of bee's tire. Curses from the radio flooded the cab. It was an unpleasant feeling for him, and it took a few tire spins for the body to fall off his tire. He parked on the side of the street and Sam stepped out with a water bottle in hand. He nearly gagged when he saw the carnage on bee's tire. Bits of fur, fresh blood and pieces of flesh was stuck to the treads. He opened the bottle and did his best to wash everything off but he knew he'd have to wash Bee later. Bee and Sam never really spoke of the experience.

BayCross- Cross had a similar experience to Bee though his was of the featherd variety. Driving through a wooded rural area a bird flew low across the street in front of him hitting his grill and over his hood and windshield. It left feathers and blood in his grill and on his windshield. He didn't really know how to react so he just returned to base and hit the wash station.

TFP OP- Optimus was driving down a canyon road at night when it happened. A coyote ran across the road and was struck by his bumper. It was killed on impact and got sucked up into his front axel. The body got caught on corners of metal and was torn apart. Blood coated his wheels and undercarriage with fur and flesh stuck in the nooks and crannies. He'd been lucky enough to not have seen much organic gore yet only really seeing minor wounds on the kids and some more serious injuries on military personnel when he was working with them. But this was on another level entirely! Cybertronian gore was mechanical and jagged, the only similarity being liquid lifeblood. Organic gore was messy and flowing with almost no jagged edges. It seeped between his panels and plates like ichor, and became sticky like glue. The red lifeblood was warm still from the just living creature. There wasn't anything he could do except keep driving, so that's what he did. He came across a lake and drove right into it letting the impact and rushing liquid remove the bloody remnants of the animal. He transformed and roughly waded through the water to scrub off any stubborn specs. Once he was satisfied he returned to base. He never brought up the subject to anyone except Rachet.

TFP Bulkhead- after dropping miko off at base he had wanted to go for a late drive on his own. He was minding his own business when two pronghorns bounded over the road. The first one made the leap but the other wasn't so lucky. It smashed into the apex of his grill flipping and crashing through his windshield. It's neck was snapped and it's legs were badly mangled as it lay dead half inside his cabin. Blood dripped from its muzzle onto his seat, glass scattered across the seats and floor. He had to call arcee for help not wanting to get the kids involved in something so gorey. She pulled the mangled corpse free and lay it on the side of the road. When they returned to base he went straight to the wash station not letting miko see the blood on his seats. The kids did ask what happened and he told them the truth. He was slightly surprised when they nodded in understanding and left it at that.

[prinz-vassago]

I ended up not liking the final result very much but fuck it

Also some parts of the piece are a bit sketchy but who cares

[pothosrays]

shrimp kebab :\\\\\\\\

[calf-cover]

The third of the four is the Yellow Lord's card - «The  Tower».

The Tower is one of the scariest cards in the deck. This is a card of breakdowns and great shocks, loss of head, devastation, recklessness, mental disorders, Pyrrhic victories and anger. Associated with the myth of the Tower of Babel, it embodies pride and its overthrow by the superior, uncontrollable forces of the surrounding world. The person of the Tower is a powder keg that can explode at any moment, ready to resist the most unbridled elements radical and brawler.

The Tower is an unstable and painful card, but it should be noted that often the anger of it is very righteous…

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Fortress of Iron Atrocity. There are no people who would voluntarily approach a place with such an eloquent name. Fortunately, the owner of this abode does not allow outsiders to approach it. It's hard to say where it is and how to find it. Hidden in the folds of twisted, broken reality, this plase is not below, but stands on the ground, and not above, but touches the sky. And of course, you can immediately recognize it by the high spiked walls and the huge gates with three nailed with golden stakes figures on them, frozen either in agony or in lust.

Although the Yellow Lord almost always hides in his chambers, it is rumored that he sees everything that the light of the golden sky touches. Some go so far as to claim that even a yellow object in a dark room can become his eyes. But however, it doesn't seem so far-fetched. Usually, rumors about the incredible abilities of other Lords are difficult to confirm or deny, but it is hard not to notice how hot the air is in the presence of the Yellow Lord, or that the ferocious fire turns into a faithful servant and weapon in his hands . Once he forced two impudents who defiled the Hall of Mercurial Virtue to flare up from the inside and burn alive in front of the most high-ranking guests. And how we can forget about all this amazing legends about his rarely shaking the calm of Alagadda reprisals against enemies (personally, my favorite is about a Raptor with a broken heart)!

The Yellow Lord stands out from the other Lords with his simple (as far as possible in Alagadda) attire and intractability. Deeply despising both guests, residents, and other Lords, he does not accept offerings – but you can always find one of his servants wandering freely around Alagadda and try to contact the Lord of Hatred through his retinue. Surprisingly, most of all they like to spend time at the Mercurian Towers of the Winged Lion – the pretentious abode of the Red Lord.

They say he has an unexpected weakness for music and musical instruments. And to the blood – otherwise it is difficult to explain why some of his battle wounds heal so badly, as if they were deliberately not allowed to heal, or why the White Lord's courtier claimed to have seen deep round marks on his body – clearly not from a battle or an accidental wound. In shape and size, they resembled a chipped wine bottle familiar to all of Alagadda...

But one of the Yellow Lord's closest and quietest servants does not agree with this. He says the Lord has no attachment to his blood. On the contrary, he disdains it, comparing it with mucus and turns up his nose at its smell - a mixture of the aroma of coals, ash and sharp bitterness. However, when it comes to Lord’s addiction to someone else's blood, long-haired and bulky horse-man falls silent.

However, sometimes he adds strange, frightening words in an alarmingly reverent whisper. He talks about how an unruly flame is fragile at the beginning of its journey, about how each spark needs time to ignite. That the fire locked in the fireplace will someday change its shape and break out of its prison with a roar and singing, immediately when the earth's firmament and the waters of the streams are the first to weave into the intricate pattern of the wild and purest elements...

But these are just the ravings of another Alagadda’s abomination, right?

[riphimopen]

gangreneposting beneath cut all images from google extreme warning, irl decomposition

[ceadogart]

mari posting on the main >:3c

[sunsetcorvid]

⚠ Yo! Gore Ahead! ⚠

man i hate when i'm doin' my job and i accidentally cut myself in half

original drawing under the cut

[idioticcrow]

My Favorites of The Twisted boys reacting to an eldritch monster!Yuu

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Characters included: Malleus Draconia, Leona Kingscholar, Idia Shroud, Rook hunt, Trey Clover, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Ruggie Bucchi, Deuce Spade, Ace Trappola

Warnings: GORE LIKE VERY DETAILED GORE, body horror, impiled cannibalism in Yuu's past, cannibalism, impiled monsterfucker boys, cult, worshipping by a cult, human sacrifice, cursing, slightly suggestive, BEING EATEN ALIVE, Tortureing, POLIGAMY FOR THE TWEELS PART BUT THE TWEELS ARE ONLY DATING YUU, NOT EACH OTHER, established relationship

Info: established relationship, Yuu's "mask" is established,maybe ooc, (mask as masking, like in autism, Yuu is not autistic), Your race not mentioned but the monster form is very pale, Reader is a monster inspired from the "white spikes" from "The Tomorrow war". Idia has regenerative powers.

Red text: Gore, signs of being frightened, more voice on gore, like tone setters (like /s), suggestice things

Green text and ThIs KiNd Of WrItInG: You speaking in their monster form.

Light blue: Yuu's feelings/inner dialogue.

Purple: descibement of the monster form's features.

Reader mentioned as Yuu and Gn! Reader

!!!DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT!!!

I'm not taking responsibility of what you decide to read.

Fandom: Twisted wonderland

Length: Long, very Long

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Summary: You were an eldritch monster that was once worshipped, you enjoyed the first few years because their offerings and sacrifices were there when you needed it and it was always the right amount so the smell of rotting flesh wouldn't fill your altar room. Whenever they you would give you an offering they summoned you, you transformed into a slightly smaller and humanoid form as your worshippers watched you tackle the sacrifices and offerings one by one, ripping their hearts out with your strength and devouring the rest after. Then the time between offerings was getting larger and the amount and the quality decrees, you were livid and hungry, hungry for the flesh of mortals. You took the matter into your own hands, you turned into a human form and begin you spree whenever you were hungry, then you get hit by a carriage and get to a world where you are just a nobody, then you found yourself a lover but they didn't know what you were truly were.

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The sun was setting upon the campus of NRC, and only 3 students were in that building well now 2 and a half.

Your dear boyfriend was searching for you.

-YUUU. - He yelled out and the halls only replied him his shouts of your name.

There could be only one noise heard in the hallway. Ace's steps and him opening doors left and right searching for you.

It was until he found a dim light pouring out of the door crack of a class room. He peaked in.

And there were Yuu in all of your humanoid horror of a form glory, your lower face and white shirt covered in the student's blood as you are sitting on the student's stomach and ripping at his ribs, finding for his heart and lungs.

Ace froze in his place, a monster looking like his dear s/o, no it was his s/o but in a color he never saw before, goosebumps soon coated Ace all over, he didn't know if he should stand there, or leave like nothing happened.

In the time Ace was debating on what he should do you moved onto the poor student's head, you ripped of his face and began eating the flesh on his face, not leaving anything, you cracked the student's skull open like an egg and started to tear out the brain.

The sound of tearing flesh, your chewing and quiet slurps filled the room. You slowly noticed that there were no longer noises of you boyfriend calling your name of his footsteps so you looked at the door.

Your dear boyfriend was standing there, dumbfounded, scared and surprised of what you did.

You didn't know how to react to this, you were aware of you couldn't explain this to him, like how would you explain to him how it was an accident of you tearing a particular Savanaclaw student's heart out, eating it along with his lungs, then eating his face of then cracking the skull open like and egg and eating the brain. Not to mention the student was the one who he always spoke to you about like how he was always on his nerves and never leaving him alone, bullying Ace when no one was around.

You acted fast, you jumped up pulled him in and locked the door with you extra limbs.

You were now towering over him, he was so small compared to you, he didn't know if he was more scared or turned on by you, the way blood was dripping from your now needle sharp teeth, down you jaw to your shirt that was bloody, your sleeves were tucked up and your jacter was long thrown to not get bloody in order to have something to wear after your feast.

He made a choice, he hid his head in your chest as you were kind of pressing him against the wall kabedoning him, leaving him no escape.

You buried your face in his hair and started to make noises like purring to try to calm him down from what he saw, you couldn't look him in the eyes as you were kind of scared of his reaction as it was nice to know that he looked at you as an equal and it was kind of nice to be able to live like you were not an eldritch monster with a power of a god and not treated like a deity, you missed it sometimes but it was nice not being a deity.

Ace heard your purring and started to gather his courage to speak. He started to lift his head a bit, you put your down from his on looked in his eyes and he looked into all the pairs you had on your face with a look of shock and kind of adorement?

-ArE yOu NoT aFrAiD dEaR? -you asked in a disorted voice.

-I'm rather confused on why you would hide being like this, it's cool but I don't really get the cannibalism part.

You gently grabbed his chin with your pointer finger and thumb and you kissed him, he kissed back and from there it was getting heated, your needle sharp teeth gnashing against his, while your inhumane tongue kept his company. In your mouth the taste of human flesh was still there as you were kissing him, Ace didn't mind it, it oddly reminded him of pork.

You undid his tie a bit to let him breath as you pushed your tongue pressing in his throat, as you have him more of the taste of human flesh and blood, you stopped so Ace could catch his breath, his mouth was also bloody now. He was huffing and puffing about how hot you look with all those teeth and now a bit more understanding the cannibalism part.

You ripped out a piece of flesh with your teeth and got back to kissing Ace as you gave him the piece of flesh to eat, it was getting heated again. You knew you couldn't hold back, because you were too pent up from Crowley's bullshit, you didnt want to hurt him.

You and your dear boyfriend were walking towards the botanical garden for a fight, how did it come to this?

You and your boyfriend were talking in the cafeteria earlier and a bunch of lowlives came to pick on you/ get you away from "their" table, so all 6 of you made a conclusion that all 6 of you will fight in the botanical garden at the sharp 16:00 (4pm) and of you and Deuce win they would leave you alone, nice deal right?

Well nobody knew that it would end up in a bloodbath, only you, you have planned this for a long time that in the next fight somebody picks... You are gonna murder them and get rid of their body in a unique way.......

You and Deuce were walking towards the Botanical Gardens, when you arrived you had a bit of time ahead of you, like a good 20 minutes, so you began searching for Leona while Deuce was warming up, why exactly you were searching for Leona he asked,

-Why are you searching for Leona?-he asked

-I'm making sure he will not hear the fight and try to step in. - you replied back with the half baked truth.

After 10 minutes, no sings of Leona, you returned back to Deuce.

-Is he somewhere around here?

-No sign of him, he won't step in.

-Amazing.

And with that you started warming up. Tossing your jacket down, you started with properly warming up your neck, your shoulder, then your torso, knees then your ankles. You didn't have bandage or any kind of cloth you cover your knuckles put you had papertissues you could put into your fists, so your nails won't dig into your palms, you took down your jewelry and checked you hair if it was enough tied up/short enough to not be grabable, you tried to tighten your pants and shirt a bit so it couldn't be grapped/ripped up.

You were as prepared as your dear boyfriend was next to you, you knew he had your back and he knew you had his.

The clock striked 16.

The 4 students were there, all prepared.

They did not wait, they started landing their first blows, Deuce immediately switched after he took the first hit, he looked nice while having his delinqent side out, but you were still hungry and was waiting for the perfect moment to pounce.

You quickly took down one of the guys on you by landing a hit on his abdomen first, which he didn't expect since people always go for the face first, then you landed the final blow on his nose, you broke it, as the smell of blood hit your nose, you were hungrier than ever, you had to use all of your self restrain to not bit his face of right there at the moment, there were too many people to see.

You quickly received a hit back by the other guy on you on the nose, not breaking it but causing a bleed and a slight dizziness, you weren't used to your human body being this weak.

As you wiped the blood of your nose you noticed that the only guy remaining there was that hit you, the other 3 fleed.

The perfect time to pounce came, you grabbed the guy's collar and shoulder and bit right into the area where the shoulder connects into the neck, as you ripped out broken pieces of his shoulder, he was screaming, and Deuce noticed, you quickly shut the guy down and began tearing his arteries out while keeping him standing and in place for you to eat, you ripped out his collar bone, at this point there was a small puddle of blood beneath you, the smell and taste of blood, the coppery taste and smell that you had missed had made you hungrier and hungrier, you began eating his shoulder and chest muscle that you could reach by ripping it up, at this point the dude had fallen into a comma. You were eating him alive, this thought made you hungrier.

Deuce couldn't do anything he froze, he never saw you like this, he had no idea, while he was thinking you found you way to his rib cage, you grabbed his rib through his skin and just ripped it out effortlessly.

You found the heart, still beating and hanging from its place, having nothing the hold in, you took the whole beating heart into you mouth, you felt it beating on your tongue. As you finally bit off his heart from the arterie, the heart, still beating as you swallowed it whole.

You finished as you swallowed the heart, the blood shooting out from his arteries and trickling on the cement ground, you stood there in all of your glory, bloodied mouth, needle sharp teeth revealed and scales on your face.

Deuce was oddly, amazed by you, he had heard about cannibalistic creatures but never had seen on in action, even though his gang had a few cannibalistic people, he had always been amazed, even turned on by their morbidity, and how messy they became.

Deuce ran up to you to kiss you, you were surprised but you kissed him back as you were pushing farther back until you both fell onto the grass, as you stopped for Deuce to catch his breath you hanged your pointy inhumane tongue out and licked his neck and carefully started to light nip at his neck with the carefullity that you most had in you, you didn't draw his blood but you both were getting sweatier by second.

-I *huff* don't want to end this, but *huff* we need to take care of his body and clean up. - he said while huffing and puffing, trying to catch his breath after the kiss.

-And I don't think it would be a good idea to do it here anyway. -he said.

-FiNe. -you said a bit dismayed but you still stood up, and helped him stand up and began cleaning the body out, lucky there were endangered plants waiting to be planted there would you just dug out a nice hole, dismembered the guy's body and threw his parts in there, buried him and planted the flowers.

For your luck, there was water at the Gardens so you could was your face off and get you hands "clean", you picked up your jacket buttoned it up and went to find a mop or cloth to clean up the puddle of blood.

You knew you dear hyena boyfriend would be never the one who would judge you, he had seen all kinds of people at the slums. But he had never seen someone like you, quiet, never really speaking but when speaking making a point, and so calm and collected but unhinged and messy at the same time, you never failed to amaze him.

But at this time he didn't had time to think about you, he was being chased by 3 diasomnia students that were so sure that he stole their wallets, but this time it really wasn't him, but they didn't believe him since he was the main face of stealing in NRC.

So there he was, running in the woods behind the campus, chased by the 3 students, he knew this forest like the back of his hand from the beans festival and from that he used the forest as an escape route, but so did the 3 students knew this forest like the back of their hands.

But they didn't know one things, there was a shadowed clearing in the forest, "the forest's heart", aka your resting place when you got tired of your human form, your seal was burned into the grass and you would return to your original self there, but he didn't know about the seal part because it was a but time since he got there so he started running towards the heart.

As for you you were ripping your human body apart, in the middle of the circle, your human body's blood flowing into the shape of your seal, as your monstrously big body emerged from the locking tightness of your human form.

You finally shed down the final parts of your skin prison.

You were standing there in all of your glory.

Needle sharp teeth, large mouth rimmed with long sharp needle like teeth and large, grey, feline-like eyes, 4 arms downer 2 longer, 2 appendeages coming from your lower back that can look like a tail, armor like harneden skin and many spiker on your back and limbs, with a creepingly white skin.

You were familiar with this feeling of that would be frightening feeling to a mere mortal, you loved it nonetheless.

The remains of your human body turning into ashes in the wind you opened your portal to the dimension you were living in through the seal, as your blood lit up. . Your true home, the world that your followers came from didn't appeal to you, but this, full of magic, weird creatures and new "flavoured" mortals, you loved it. You never asked Crowley to find you a way back home, but he was always pressuring you to help him. You wanted to tear him apart but not this time, you tried to calm yourself, it would set the school to a bigger problem, the time that you would rise up and get worshipped again. Not this time but soon, soon, it will happen.

As Ruggie was running towards the clearing up he saw the light of your seal, scared but was still running.

-Don't run now, it's useless, face the consequences of your own! -yelled Student A.

-Give us back our wallets you fuckhead! - yelled out Student C.

-Why are you running anyways? You wont run into anyone who will help you! -screamed Student B.

They were wrong, Ruggie was running straight towards you unknowingly.

You heard the noise, who were those fuckheads who disturbed you. You were kind of suprised to hear your dear boyfriends running steps. But even more suprised when you realized that you were there in all of your glory and Ruggie doesnt know about what are you.

You are hungry anyways, you don't have to hunt your food down, instead it comes to your in the form of the 3 fuckheads chasing your dear boyfriend.

Shortly you seen your boyfriend's ear peeking out, he looked up, he saw how you looked in all of your glory.

You never failed to amaze him, you amazed him again, how were you able to hide your big hunching monster body, that he loves so much even on the first sight, it amazed him.

With one swift movement you lifted up you dear lover who was now kind of the size of toddler or a bigger kindergartener, you could easily break him, snap him in half in a blink, like a twig. The thrill of it was there and you didn't know what to feel about it, not like you hated your boyfriend, you actually held him very close to your heart, more than you have held anyone close.

You saw the 3 guys, they were bigger than your boyfriend but not bigger than you.

You murmured to him.

-Im GoInG tO pLaCe YoU iN mY pOcKeT dImEnSiOn, I dOnT wAnT yOu To SeE tHiS.

Ruggie nodded, you put him down closed off the dimension portal.

And you began your feast.

Tentacles sprut out if the ground, grabbing one of the guys and lifted him up. It began slowly pull on one of his arm and one of his leg. Then as you and the other 2 guys listened to the guys's screams as being thorn apart, you laughed, like a deep guttular good laugh you would get once in a while.

He finally torn apart, his guts and organs in his abromen fell out, right in front of his friends.

The other tentacles grabbing the other guy lifted the guy to above your mouth as you opened your mouth the 2 tentacles grabbing the guy started twisting him to opposite directions like you would do to a wet piece of cloth, you twisted his blood out of him to take your thirst away.

Then you just crushed the other guy with your tentacle, just the tentacle wrapping around him, tightening and tightening 'til his body exploded, after you dried your tentacles off into the grass.

As you finished you picked you dear boyfriend up from your pocket dimension and holding him close, as you shrinked yo a smaller and more humanioder form, but fortunately for your dear boyfriend you could only shrink that you would still tower over him but to a comfortable height, so you lifted him as he wrapped his legs around your waist while kissing you and still feeling the blood in you mouth, the coppery bit sweet taste in your mouth that he oddly loves so much. Both him and your were getting horny, you felt his bulge luckly he didn't really feel yours.

This was going as a normal Saturday, then your boyfriends invited to the Coral Sea as a way to spend time with you. You didn't have any other thing to do, so you passed Grim down to the ADeuce dou and went on your way with your 2 boyfriends.

What they didn't know that you could breathe underwater in you human form so, you gobled down the underwater breathing potion that made you able to breath underwater for 24 hours and just jumped into the mirror after your two dear eels.

As you jumped into the water you began to transform into your real form's "water style" growing your appendages and legs together to forms a tail and left your 4 arms as they was with the exception that you made the downer two to the size of your "human" arms, and there you were.

They were very surprised to say the least at your "water style", so the two began asking.

"- What kind of fish is what you are, dear? "

"- Nee~ Shrimpy what kind of fish you are? "

This is what you weren't prepared for so you just said it was a kind of fish in your own world. Then Jade asked:

"- What did the potion taste like? Like seaweed and mud or like or like scales and blood?"(I tried remembering the taste of the uwb potion from chap 3)

You, of course not being dumb said it tasted like blood and scales, so they would think they gave you the "wrong" potion, but either way you can breath underwater but one of the potions give you a merman form and the other doesn't.

They decided to leave this question alone and began "teaching" you to how to use your "water style form", they began realizing that you lied about the potion because you did things like it was this way your entire life.

Time skip

Overall you had a great day in the Coral Sea with your boyfriends but the Sun was setting and you time decreased, you only had enough potion time to get through the night and a few hours after the sun has gone up.

The Tweels had told you that at night, the danger will increase as more night hunting fish and merpeople come out of their hideouts to eat and hunt, and live.

This time was no other, you started to see more types is moray eels, giant morays with orange skin and black and with spots, these morays were bigger than the tweels by a few times, small little cardinalfish merpeople with yellow orange and light pink colors, some even slightly glowing, smaller and bigger squirrelfish and soldierfish merpeople with their radiant pinkish red colors, Porcupine merpeople, with their slight ballon like tails and bodies, lmost looking like pufferfish merpeople, Scorpion fish merpeople, that you could see settling themselves into the ground to hunt, Snapper merpeople with their vivid and vibrant red color coming of as glowing even, even more morays, Honeycomb moray merpeople with their spotted tails and fins and markings on their bodies, snowlake Morays with their with their light colored head and shoulders, changing to a black and a bit vibrant colored spots then white again, and octopus merpeople, changeing their colors to fit, changing their colors when they talk, the entire Coral Sea was full with life even at night, many many vibrant colored or even a bit glowing fish of Twisted Wonderland you don't know.

It was a sight to behold, not an everyday things to see even for some eldritch monster like you, you loved this sight.

But since there were giant morays and morays bigger than your two dear boyfriends at you 2 sides, you started to put up more guards, attacks could come, even though it's beautiful it's still full of danger, you three were chatting left and right as Floyd started get more excited and energetized than before, that's what the night does to the Morays, even Jade started to get more active and energized, you never saw Jade like this, another thing noted about him, but for some reason you were getting more energetized, excited feeling a sudden rush of adrenaline through your body, not like you are afraid, you are just swimming with your two boyfriends, then what sent the adrenaline?

This is what the night does to some, turns them active and vivider than before.

This was all great and good until you three wanted to see the night sky and went to a rock to sit out on it, but of course something had to go wrong, of course it had to.

You found yourselves winded up with 2 giant moray merpeople, a pair if a male and a female, they were hunting, anything, they could eat anything, so they decided on you three. Since they were much bigger than the twins and you, they thinked that it will be an easy meal, but they didn't prepare to be eaten themselves.

They pounced on the three of you, GiantM A went for your boyfriends and GiantM B went for you, but she didn't prepare for you to dodge her, since she ambushed from behind, this has spiked her on, turned out adrenaline junkie merpeople exist, and she was one.

She went toe to toe with you, or should I say fin to fin, or tail to tail with you, doesn't matter she went on with you in the sand, making a mess of sand, tails and appendages and blood, turns out creatures in this world can put up a good fight for you, opponents that you can have fun fighting with and not just run and pounce on them.

The water fastly turned rad around the pile you made with her, blood mixing with blood, she bit your shoulder but she didn't expect that when she tried to hit you, you swallowed her fist and just bit her arm right off, the blood shot out from her arm as you got a grip on her with 2 of your arms as the other two arms started to pull at the fins on her sides, ripping them off and eating it, the twins had already ended their side of the ambush since there were 2 against one, so they could only watch in horror as you ripped off her fins, bit her arm off.

The sand has settled around the two of you, the only sand coming up is from her struggling, she is screaming in pain, it annoyed you, it did very much so, it drew attention too, so you forced your fist into her mouth, piercing your claws into her tongue, than into her lower part of mouth piecing the outside skin, you left your thumb outside and with the hand that was still ripping at the fins, grabbed her lower jaw, swiftly moved it to the side, breaking it, so the hand in her mouth just ripped her lower jaw down, entirely,more blood shot out as you now started to claw at her chest with the hand that just ripped her jaw down, she was still not passed out, she desperately clawed and stuggled at your arms to let go of her, her tail moved, stuggling, making the sand flip, until your appendages pinned her on hand down and the other appendage pinned her tail, you felt her go limp in your grip as you started to choke her, your arm covered in bites and scratches, a chunk missing from you from since she bit you, the scratches from when you pinned her.

You were clawing at her chest to get to her sternum, you had a plan and you were gonna excetute it, you dug into her chest deep enough to get to the sternum, made your hand under it and bobbed it up high enough for a bite, biting into her sternum as you pulled at her sternum ripping some ribs with it, it tore skin, she went limp, she passed out, she began to die as she lost so much blood, and you were searching for the heart, you found it, bit into her heart and started pulling, it pulled the arteries around it, the arteries in her neck too, you pulled it out and gobled it down by unhingeing you jaw, you were done, you made a mess with it as the twins watched in horror on the sideline, seeing their adorable little partner absolute murder a merwoman at least one times their size, it was a sight to behold to see you this carnivorous as they used to see you be quiet and shy, they would never thought this of you but they are not dissapionted. They were getting turned on, their slits making themselves visible, Jade's even slightly opening up.

There you were in your bloody glory of your water form, mouth and teeth covered with blood, and it triclkeing down you jaw a bit, your hand bloody from your wrist a bit up to your elbows when you clawed at her chest and ripped her jaw off, the appendages let go of her.

You were there with a crazed smile on your face that could rival Idia's crazed smile, and they were liking, how you looked, they could make out your spine because of how you were hunching, they loved it, they loved every part of you, even thought they just say you brutally murder someone, but this isn't a rare occurrence in the Coral Sea, they were fascinated by you, how well you hid these urges to kill and eat ones heart.

Trey didn't really think that you are what you show yourself to be, don't get him wrong he loves every part of you, but has a slight feeling that you are not yourself, like Cater, and he feels that on both if you, but with the exception that he gets to see more if you let him because you two are dating.

He didn't mean to pry anything about you, he was particularly curious that day as you two were cuddling, and opening up to him about your past, how you were worshipped as a god eventhough you are not one, how you were praised, given offering and sacrifices up to, how you some kind of relief by everyone treating you as a somewhat equal, like you are not a deity to be worshipped.

-"What kind of offerings and sacrifices did they gave you"-he asked.

You were a bit repulsed by the question and retreated a bit back into a shell you created yourself, Trey took a notice of it and just dragged the theme off the offerings, and sacrifices.

As you began to drift off to sleep on his chest, he asked:

-"If there would be a way for you to get back home, would you take it?"

Now, this is the difficult question, you never thought about this, you had your own little pocket dimension, retreated there when you wanted.

"I don't really know, I have my own universe to retreat back to when I want to, and why I would go back, I have killed them, they didn't bring enough and they did bring that little in very longs of time, way smaller and way later they gave what they promised"-you simply replied.

He was taken a-back, you killed them. You had blood on your hands, he knew that you didn't show all of you, and he figured that's why, you didn't want to scare him or others with that you are a murderer, but if they promised something and didn't keep it they do deserve a punishment, but everyone makes mistakes, but what he didn't know that was the 5th pack of cult you killed in your living, that you have existed throughout your own world's history as a god of some sort when you aren't even one, he didn't know how old you were, he didn't know how you really looked like.

You decided, you decided to drop the Nuke, so you asked.

"Do you want to know what they worshipped? "

He was taken back again even more, what do you mean "what do they worshipped? " he agreed so you got up and teleported both of you to your pocket universe, and began transforming in the middle of your seal, as he watched in surprise as where he and you are and what do you plan to do.

You stood shakingly in the middle of your seal.

You grewed out your needle sharp teeth, your clothes ripping as you grewed your other pair of arms.

Your joint and bones cracked as your body transformed itself, your skin turning pale, as pale as your skin had let it, your skin tore and healed itself as your bones relocated tthemselves according to your biology, the two appendeages growing out their bonestructure, then it's flesh then the skin, it was a bloody sight.

He watched everything carefully with fascinatoon and fear, how you didn't twitch in pain as your knees broke and set to be in the opposite directions.

How you didn't even whince as your two other arms kind of shot out of you back like springs in your body, ripping the skin and flesh as it came out, at the flesh and skin tearing there was blood beneath you, then the tore skin fell off as it revealed perfectly connected skin like how your "original" arms looked.

There were spikes and armor growing from your spine, it tore your skin all over again.

It stopped, the sound of tearing flesh and skin stopped.

You stood there and watch your boyfriend comprehensive how big you were, and how different you looked. He loved it, he wandered off, he though about you just absolutely using him for your pleasure.

He surprisingly took it well as he held your hand between his, he looked like a small kid next to you.

This surprisingly went well.

You hoisted him up, as you looked him in the eyes as he stared in yours.

"This isnt what I imagined of what they were hiding, but it was a good decision to ask that. I think I understand now why did they worship them". He thinked to himself.

Leona was a patient man. He waited for you to tell him about what of monstrosity you are.

He could smell it on you, he could smell the blood of innocent on you, he could smell it on your breath, he could even hear the screams of their's while you devoured them alive.

When he first smelled the blood on your breath as you two were talking as while cuddling, he noted as you bit your mouth or something. The the next week your shirt and hands even cheeks were Stinking of blood, even though you washed it and showered 2 times, he could still smell it, smell the blood, and see the discoloration from blood on your teeth, he was taken-a-back, of course he was, his partner probably had cannibalisctic tendencies.

That was clarified once he walked the main street to the Hall of mirrors, he saw a hunched figure in the shadows, the shadow was dragging something, the scent of blood had hit his nose, he heard the cracking of sticks stop, he heard a crack, a load crack, like a bone exposed breaking, without the skin and muscle muffling the crack, he started to hear ripping of flesh and skin as he didn't see the figure, he was frightened, scared. Blood chilling fear creeping up his spine, it was a long ago he was frightened like by something. He doesn't even know. He literally hearing, someone's body being devoured by something, something inhuman, as he hears your jaws crackle and your skin rip so it can accommodate your mouth opening that far, he hard something really moist, and wet snaking out of said mouth, your wet and snake like tongue slipped out to lap at the blood, falling from the dead body, your jaw opened in two like your left and right part of your jaw ripping in two.

He was curious, he was curious because of the adrenaline running through his veins because of fear, and you know what they say about the curiosity and the cat.

He sneakes towards the noise, noise of ripping flesh becoming louder, the sound was making him gag, but he knew if he made a noise he could be the next.

Shock washed him over as he saw you, saw you rip at the flesh with your mouth, ripping out a chunk then bobing your head a bit towards so you can get a better hold on the chunk of flesh.

He was rushing to leave while he tried to not make a sound, he was successful, he began walking away, comprehending what happend.

He began wondering, if you wanted to eat you would have to hunt, and to hunt you needed seriously power to take down someone in enough time to them to not scream, and considering, you were eating someone twice your size you needed more power, and from what parts you are eating and left scars up om, he knew you had routine with this.

He began wondering, can you overpower him? How much could you overpower him? How easily?

How easily could you manhandle him? How easily could you bend him in all sorts of positions you would like?

Rook was very observant, he was a hunter. He took a special interest in you ever since you arrived at this Twisted one of a Wonderland. His curiousity and special interest made him want to date you first, then his feeling caught up and his platonic way of gesturing you was thrown out the window, you had to be very oblivious to not notice his interest in you, but you were an immortal being who survived through even if it was an apocalypse in your world, you had seen everything, but this time you had caught feelings too.

He was observing the treeline of the Main Street from afar, as always but this time something caught his eyes, you walking out of there with your jaw a bit red, buttoning your jacket up and your jaw forging into one as your teeth grew back to the humane size.

From that day, he watched your actions with a little more caution, he watched how you warned up to a random person, then after a few days or even 2 weeks, they were nowhere to be seen and he was last seen with you. He connected it, you were a cannibal and made sure you had food, you were hunting and anyone could be your prey to eat. Anyone could fall under the umbrella of your victims, it made him wonder, would you hunt him down and eat him?

He paid attention to everything you did to people you were planning to eat, but you did and said none of those things that you said and did to them. Maybe you needed a coverage or a person if it's a close call, to him you were an enigma, even with his very observant eyes he could figure you out, at that is what made him fall in love with you even more, he wanted to figure you out, no matter what it takes...

He would have watched you as usual from his destined place from his favorite tree. But no, he was curious, how did you look like in all of your glory, or how do you eat them? Where do you start to rip up their skin? Where do you start gnawing at the flesh of your victim? Do you open up the ribs or nah? What do you refuse to eat? He didn't care about the blood, he wanted to see it, see all of it. So, he took the matter into his own hands.

He watched, he watched how you bit into their throat. He watched how you ripped their juggular and severed the head. He watched how you open up the ribs throug the skin, how did you carefully placed your hand under the ribcage and then slid up your hands to the parts under the septum and how you just opened it, like a window, with how much ease. Weirdly the heart was still beating, it was beating, weakly but still beating. He watched how you just ripped the heart from its place, how you weren't afraid to get your hands dirty.

He watched as you carefully turned the person on their back and dig your clawed hands into their back and ripped the spine out.Ripping skin and flesh with it. He watched as you licked the spine clean and ate the skin and flesh of off the spine.

In his eyes, you were absolute beauty.

How your then clean skin turned into a rough clawed ending, how it had blood dripping from it, how did the blood vessels and bones were visible through the skin.

How your then perfect face became even more beautiful by the blood covering it, blood and saliva running on your chin as you are absolutely hungered out, this person was a tough shell to crack and you became hungered, but you didn't give up and searched for an easier prey.

He found this form oddly beautiful, an another level of beautiful he has yet to discover.

He loved how the color of blood looked on you. He loved how your teeth were covered in blood. How needle sharp were they. He loved that you have a jaw that has two pieces. How painlessly can you rip open the skin of your cheeks to accommodate your mouth.

This is the kind of beauty that he doesn't see evey day.

His partner, drentched In blood and eating, devouring, feasting on one another.

This kind of you struck him as beautiful.

Idia has seen all kinds of monstrosity in the S.T.Y.X going from failed blot experiments to hexapodic beast to Titans and Phantoms.

But the one thing he never saw was a creature of godly power turning into a human to hunt humans out of hunger, he never seen something like this.

He started speculating, maybe you were tested on a lot or some people are capable of doing this in your world or it's natural, he didn't know, he also didn't know that he was terrified or marveled at you and at the scene that is unfolding before him.

The scene where you literally ripping at some rando's skin with your hands, how do you just took a chunk out of the rando's skull like you just bite it and just rip it's exposing his brain as he just passed out from the pain, that fella had a high pain tolerance if he just passed out, after you have already bit his fist off earlier and ripped his shoulder, he just passed out now, as you bit his skull open. But you didn't seem to care, only if that you made things more morbid and grotesque, as if it was getting you going and it did.

Matter how grotesquely or morbidly you ate, he marveled at it from the CCTV, he began wandering off. How much kg/PSI is your bite force? How many people have you killed and eaten? How many people began using you as a boogeyman for their children, as they say the murders that you have concluded on the news? How many people's nightmares you are/were in? Would you bite him is he asked? What would you react when he tells you he can regenate himself?

Well he must find out..

He did know he will find an another cast out like him, a cast out that gets people frightened, he did know why they were frightened but no one seem to bother you after one of his dorm resident has gone missing, he couldn't care less about the resident, he was an asshole to other residents, and other residents of other dorms.

But after him going missing, you and your friends group was never bothered, and nobody had laid a single finger on you or any of your friends.

He found it fascinating, he had listened to rumors about some Savanaclaw students setting out to get you to the infirmary for a few weeks or even months, but THEIR rumors died down the minute after that guy from their group went missing, but not other rumours, not other rumours, so he decided to loom and look over you at your every step, he was your shadow.

He was just curious, he noticed that you knew he was there but you really care, except you tried to be a show off, we're you trying to court him?

He doesn't know how does courting in your species, or in your world works.....

But He Was Suprised When You Bought One Of Your Bullies Beating Heart To Him, As A Courting Present.

He was Suprised, marveled, and shocked at how you managed to do that, he was like your shadow and you just brought a heart to him.

He didn't know how to react, he just had a brain storm.

Malleus bit into the beating heart and kissed you.

This was the best outcome you could have gotten, he accepted your proposal of love and loyalty until death does you two apart.

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And it's ended, I thought I would never finish this but here it is. Please reblog if you liked it

[yam1bunny]

"Had enough yet?"

This one actually has a more personal meaning to it, maybe someone will relate

[unstablebr0]

Day 31 Free day( Flaying)

Goretober 2022

[prinz-vassago]

After trying 100 times to draw my man Fredegar I finally came up with something I like shdhsjh

SPEEDPAINT

[blood-of-ink]

All that Remains - 2

Warnings: Vivisection aftermath, sick whumpee, infection, fever, begging, delirium, painful wound cleaning, heavy gore.

Taglist: @whumpwillow

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Supervillain was lost in a haze of pain, feeling both hot and cold at the same time. It was so hard to think...

The pain in his abdomen suddenly sharpened, and he flinched away with a frightened mewl.

He didn’t know what was going on. Didn’t know what was happening to him.

All he knew was the pain.

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Vigilante grimaced as Supervillain squirmed and whined pitifully, slurred words slipping past his cracked lips. The past two hours had been hellish. Cleaning his horrific wound, stitching it closed, and administering antibiotics.

Supervillain whimpered, whipping his head from side to side.

“Ssssssshhhhhh.” Vigilante soothed, running her hand across his boiling forehead, brushing his damp hair back. He flinched away from her touch, writhing weakly.

Once she had cleaned the blood off, she could see that the wound had been crudely stitched up several times before. He’d been kept alive, had his wound reopened again and again...

It made her feel sick. Despite everything he’d done, he certainly hadn’t deserved this.

Supervillain was breathing unevenly, his chest shuddering as he squeaked in pain.

For the first hour, he’d begged her for mercy in half-coherent pleas. Now he seemed too exhausted to even plead.

“Mnhhhh...” He groaned, squirming weakly in the sweat-soaked sheets.

“Sssshhh, sssshhh, lie still, it’s okay.” Vigilante murmured.

A distressed whine was the only reply, and Vigilante gently cupped his flushed face in her hands.

“Hush now, it’s alright.” She murmured, as he fell still with an exhausted moan.

Vigilante sat back, glancing at the clock. 4:12 a.m.

Supervillain jerked suddenly, his breathing increasing.

“N-n-no... no- plea...se...” He cried weakly.

Vigilante gently sat down beside him.

“Supervillain. Supervillain it’s okay.”

“No.” He whined, drawing the word out until it was more of a whimper. “V-villain, no. St-stop plea-please... m’sorry... s-sorry.”

“Sssssshhhh, you’re safe.” Vigilante murmured, grimacing as he began to sob.

“I-I can’t do th-this anymore!” He choked out.

“You don’t have to. It’s over. I promise.”

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4 days later

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Supervillain managed to peel his eyes open, not that it did much good. His vision was blurred from tears and heat. His whole abdomen was searing with pain, and fear gripped him so tightly he could barely breath.

He tried to struggle, but hands on his shoulders pushed him down. He gasped in panic, trying to resist, to escape. He heard a sigh from the blurry silhouette.

“Stop, you’ll tear the wound open again.” A voice- not Villain’s, as this was distinctly female- said, in a tone that was both gentle and firm, as the hands withdrew from his shoulders. But no matter how soft-spoken the words were, the meaning sent a spike of terror through him. He couldn’t take being cut open again.

He began to cry, feeling sick with fear.

“Hey-”

“No! Please!” Supervillain cried, jerking away when fingers touched his arm. “I can’t do this anymore! Not again! Please don’t!”

“Supervillain-”

He shook his head frantically, trying to squirm away. “Please- I’m sorry!”

“What?” The girl, who he could barely make out in the dim light, looked genuinely puzzled.

“Please- whatever I did, I’m sorry, s-so sorry. I’ll do anything- just- please!”

“Supervillain.” The girl said, her voice soft. “I’m not here to hurt you.”

“Th-then why?” He whimpered.

“Sssshhh, I found you, out in a shed-” Supervillain sniffled at the mention of his prison.

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Vigilante half-wondered if this was a dream. Because she knew how lethal Supervillain was. She’d had encounters with him before now, back when he was still insufferably arrogant.

Nothing like the sobbing wreck sprawled out on her bed.

‘Give it up, darling, I don’t have time to play with you.’ That had been his bored remark the last time she tried to face him, as if she was nothing more than a minor inconvenience.

She gently put her hand on his shoulder, wincing as he cringed away with a mewl of pain and fear.

She pulled her hand back with a sigh.

“W-where ‘m I?” He rasped.

“You’re at my place.”

He looked up at her with those scared blue eyes. “Who a-are you?”

Vigilante hesitated, but decided it was best to tell the truth now.

“It’s um... It’s me, Vigilante.” She immediately regretted deciding to tell the truth.

Supervillain’s eyes widened in panic, and he cowered away from her with a blubbering noise.

Vigilante grabbed his wrist, grimacing at how hot his fever still was, as she straddled his thighs to stop his thrashing.

“Don’t! Please, I can’t- I’m sorry! I-I won’t...” He whimpered, slumping down in defeat. “I-I’ll do anything you want. Just- please- don’t cut me again. I-I... Please, I...” He trailed off, hiccuping.

“I told you, I’m not here to hurt you. I found you and brought you back here.” She paused, noticing the fear on his face.

“If I get off of you, will you lie still?” Vigilante asked. Supervillain nodded quickly, and her heart sank as she realized he’d do anything she told him to, because he was terrified she was going to torture him the way Villain had.

“Do you want some water?” She asked him. His eyes flickered to the glass on the nightstand, and he shrank back.

“Supervillain, you need to stay hydrated.” She sighed, but he shrank back with a sniffle.

It struck her that Villain had probably drugged him at some point.

Vigilante sighed, picking up the glass. She took a swallow of the cold water, then held it out in offering.

Supervillain hesitantly took it, though he was shaking so violently that Vigilante ended up having to help him drink.

He was clearly already exhausted, eyes half-lidded, but they still held that look of terror.

Vigilante stood up, going to the bathroom to get a cold cloth.

When she laid it across his burning forehead, he moaned softly, leaning slightly into the touch.

“Sssssshhhh, ssssshhh, just rest. You’re safe.”

[calf-cover]

The Downfall

My old, but very good art. I'm still surprised that it turned out so well.

 This work is connected with a number of my headcannons for the Ambassador of Alagadda. Which, however, are based on details that actually exist in the SCP stories and which I took note of. As you can see, my view of the character is noticeably different from the traditional one.

At least because despite his mockery, the Ambassador here are no longer (or not yet?) an executioner. Whether it's the past or the future... there is no concept of time for such a being. There is only rage. And blind worship of something monstrous and incomprehensible, unattainable and painful, like an eternal  hunger, unquenchable passion - burning and sick, devouring the insides, breaking consciousness, perverting the soul.

Am I going to develop it? Of course yes! Allagadda brainwashed me, and now I will praise it and spread its influence through paintings, through words and through tales! All hail the Hanged King! Yay!

[corsomondo]

hanky having a good one

[pestilencegremlin]

Its my hanksona guys, his decapitated head.