#needles mention //

[roseandbee]

Based on recent events in my life:

[faeriekit]

*kicks feet really cutely* 🥰 Hey 🥰 Hey gang 🥰 we're all up to date on our tetanus boosters, right?

[askcometcare]

[ensinia-internetstranger]

TW: NEEDLE IMAGERY Made another one. He's 1/5ths of the machinery used to properly Marmalise someone You can call him The Inoculator, Inoculator, or simply, Hyphen One ((Or -1))

[ocean-blue-whump]

To Dream

Follows Safehouse: Night One

Sunny + Star Masterlist

Tagging - @painful-pooch @whumpinggrounds @justplainwhump @whumpfessional - ask if you want to be added/removed!

CW: BBU, nightmares, mention of noncon, description of past character death (the cut is early because of spoilers! read the other parts first)

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The fever in Star’s body rages on through the night, but she isn’t present for it. No, instead she’s lost in her own world, dreaming. 

She dreams of Sunny most of all. She sees his golden blonde hair, backlit like a halo, his bright blue eyes, and sometimes, she sees the blood pouring out of his head. WRU was a quiet mercy compared to Hunter. Sure, it was all white walls and white floors and pain, but it made sense. She knew she would not die, and she knew Sunny would not die while the Handlers molded them into the perfect pets. With Hunter, all bets were off. 

So she dreams of Sunny. She dreams of the moment he died, but she also dreams of his head in her lap while they rested by one of the floor to ceiling windows in Hunter’s house, waiting for him to return home for work. She dreams of the beautiful boy taking their nutrient loaves from Handler Hanford and feeding her when she was too injured to move. Sunny was good. At his heart, he was good, but he was also a good pet. 

She always envied that about him. He was a perfect obedient pet. He didn’t have the bad thoughts of defiance like she did. His life was for his owner…literally. They were bondeds, they were made to understand everything about each other, but that was the one thing she could never quite get. He loved Hunter. 

But she dreams of Sunny anyways, until the fever in her earthly body reaches a pitch and her dreams change.

She often dreams of Handler Greco. She wasn’t with him for long, not after killing all those handlers, but she can’t get him out of her head. The way he looked at her…she was his prized possession, but deep down, she gets the feeling that she was a man’s prized possession even before Handler Greco. 

She dreams that Handler Greco is standing at the very end of a long hallway, drawing a sickly green vial of liquid into a syringe. His latest experiment…pain, pleasure, or something else. She tries to turn and run but she can’t. She’s stuck, and the hallway starts to shrink until the needle is in her arm and she’s screaming. 

In her sleep, she stirs, she trembles, she shakes. The fever is consuming her, sweat rolls off her forehead as she turns restlessly in bed. 

She dreams of Hunter. Hunter…he did so much. He did horrible sadistic things beyond Star’s wildest imagination. She dreams of those things, of how he held her down and cut her up, how he took advantage of her Romantic training to use her body for his pleasure. The Handlers were supposed to prepare her, but they didn’t even come close and now Hunter chases her through her nightmares and sinks his teeth into her neck. 

She’s so tired. She’s so fucking tired. Even when she sleeps, she doesn’t rest, not really. There’s always someone chasing her. There’s always pain, so much pain, she feels it in her sleep. Her scars burn and ache and she tosses and turns even without the fever, but with it? 

With it, everything is worse. Her dreams make less sense than normal, she cries out and screams and claws at the pillow. 

But she keeps dreaming. She keeps remembering all the horrible, awful things, all the hands on her that pulled her each and every way until it all fades back to Sunny. Soft golden hair, pretty blue eyes, and a smile that could calm everyone down…except that one night where Hunter killed him. 

*Wake up,* he whispers to her. *Be good. Be pretty. You need to wake up.*

The fever breaks around three in the morning. Comet doesn’t notice at first, but when the girl’s frantic cries fade, he uses his shirt to wipe the sweat from her forehead, careful not to wake her up. He doesn’t know what she dreams about, but he knows she gets nightmares. 

Star keeps dreaming, reliving the worst moments of her life over and over in her head. 

[toonbly]

i have to listen to music whenever i get my t-shots bc im Deathly afraid of needles, so i just had the very surreal experience of listening to the lords in black beginning to maniacally laugh and chant at the EXACT moment my girlfriend stuck me with a needle. its what wiggly wouldve wanted

[dragonbleps]

"Rotate the injection sites each time, never use one too frequently" Well that is difficult to do when there's only 5 to pick from and he gets 3 a day sdfghjkl

[genderqueerdykes]

Thank you thank you thank you for adding a “needles tw” tag on your info sheet post from a few days ago. It can be very difficult being on tumblr sometimes because I get jump scared by my needle phobia at least once a week since not many people remember to warn about them. Since you’re the op, now every reblog will have the blacklist warning for me, meaning I’ll be warned even if someone reblogs and doesn’t trigger tag it. Since what little I saw of the post seems useful I’m assuming it will spread a decent amount, so that warning is very helpful to me! I hope your pillow is always the correct temperature and your food has the correct amount of spices <3

hi there!

of course, i try very hard to do that because certain lifestyles involve seeing and using a lot of them, but a lot of people need to not see that kind of stuff. and yes, i've been taking advantage of tagging on the OP so that it always flags it every time. sometimes tumblr works and i appreciate it. ive met plenty of people who can't be around them for one reason or another

take care! glad that helps you! appreciate your kind words!

[ratofthewoods]

I need more science party content injected directly into my eyeballs with very sharp needles

[sonic-wildfire]

[a-walking-fandom-reference]

i was at the foot doctor earlier and got a steroid shot in my toe that i broke last summer because of inflammation and pain and the doctor was like, “it may sting a bit please don’t kick me.” and i was perfectly fine i didn’t even move. and when she was done she was surprised and said, “you did a a lot better then most of my patients.” and i said, “well i’ve been stabbed a lot.” 🤦🏼

[mizuribbons]

why do nurses n shit say that needles feel like a little scratch. my brother in christ you just quickly stabbed my arm and it did not feel like a scratch at all

[askcometcare]

[muckyschmuck]

sixth ?shot i think and why did it hurt more than usual wtf. i wonder if i accidentally shoved the needle into my stomach ab muscle part instead of just the fat bc i kind of angled it kinda weirdly but wooooooo sixth shot let’s go. also i’m sick and tired of the bandaid i put on my stomach stripping me of my hard earned stomach hair when i remove it. sick wnd fucking tired.

[fox-daddy]

It's Monday 1pm and I have an appointment with a nurse at 2pm where I have to have an injection in my butt.

(Technically above my butt but same odds)

It hurts a bit and I'm scared of needles and even more scared of pain but I need to have the boy juice.

Also I might have a second injection I think it's a vaccine but like two needles maybe? TnT

[robocops-a-christ-allegory]

Im gonna be entirely real with you guys when I started testerone I kind of thought the "Your skin gets Rougher" thing was bullshit and then like a month after I switched to needles and things started happening faster injecting got significantly harder as my skin has gotten hard and difficult to pierce much like a lizards hide and I am very mad about it actually