#tw cut skin

[vet-student]

The art: The artist:

[ninnosaurus]

AHA! The gang is done!

Thank you @meggahamicide for sharing your lines with us <3

after he found out his brothers had been killed in a raid, Donatello lost it. He dug out old books, books he once didn't believe in. Books about reanimation, and bringing back the dead.

He wanted his family back, one way or another. He studied, for weeks and months all he did was read. Until one day he was ready. His brothers still had their ninpo. He looked at their empty husks.

"I'll see you soon, guys."

His lab lit up as he finished the first step of his ritual. His machines whirred to life and he watched in fascination how one ninpo after the other got sucked out of his brothers.

"Alright... here goes nothing."

Donnie took a deep breath and stepped into the pod created for this and closed his eyes.

The first thing that hit him was the pain. Searing. Burning. Cutting like knives and he screamed as the power from his family raged into him and he watched in horror as his body slowly opened in front of him.

"No! No no no!"

Panic. This wasn't supposed to happen. His body was getting ripped apart by the ninpo. Fuck! What had he missed!? Where had he miscalculated!?

Then. It went black. He was floating, in darkness. Weightless but heavy at the same time. His body jolted like he was struck by lightning. Eyes shooting open he saw his limbs emit a golden glow. Strands appearing from the gold.

He gasped. "Mikey...?"

Donnie woke up on the floor. His lab was dark, only the odd light blinking from his tech. His head hurt. His body ached as he sat up. For a few minutes he believed he'd been dreaming. Until he looked down at his hands. It had worked.

His family was back.

Just not in the way he had expected.

[dd-writes]

👏 Normalize 👏

👏 Masochistic 👏

👏 Doms 👏

[yippie-madness]

auto-cannibalism is so silly. one of my favourite hobbies fr

[starzzify]

can people please stop cutting themselves for attention and talking to ME about it and telling ME about it like please stop

[l3m0nflavoredst1mz]

could u make a golden ratio (identity v skin for edgar valden) stimboard? ^^

Golden Ratio Stimboard

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[blushweddinggowns]

Eddie flicked his cigarette butt as they stepped inside, immediately knocking into a frozen Mike. He was just about to ask him what the fuck before he realized he was staring straight ahead. Eddie looked past him, heart stopping in his chest at what he saw.

Eddie couldn’t quite process what he was seeing for a second. Because to him, that looked like Billy Hargrove, on top of Steve.

His Steve.

He was punching his Steve in the head over and over again. Steve, who wasn’t moving. 

Eddie was in motion before he even knew what was happening, going completely off of instinct. It was almost like it was someone else who was unsheathing the knife from his boot as he strode over. It was someone else who cut Billy's cheek open, nice and deep to make sure it scarred. It was someone else who used his shock at suddenly bleeding from the face to grapple him to the ground. 

Apparently he hadn’t lost everything that his Dad had taught him. 

But that’s when the instinct stopped, and it was all Eddie again. No excuses. He had his forearm braced against Billy’s throat, letting his weight fall so he couldn’t breathe. 

Eddie was sure that he had never been this furious in his entire life when he screamed, “What did you do to him?!”

Billy didn’t answer, how could he? But that didn’t stop Eddie from screaming the question at him again. He was struggling to get up, trying to curse with the little air he had left and that just pissed Eddie off even more. He flipped his knife around, using the handle to slam it into Billy’s nose, way too satisfied at the crunch it made. 

But hey, adrenaline does crazy things to a man. 

Part of Eddie realizes that he should be afraid. This isn’t like him. Just because he was taught this shit didn’t mean he liked it. Steve was the fighter out of the two of them. He was the one who calmed Steve down, convinced him when to it was worth it to let things go. Not the one to slam a knife handle into someone's already broken nose, just to hear them scream.

But Eddie had never been this angry. He’s never experienced the horror of cold rage, not like this. He’s never wanted to kill someone before. 

But for now he can’t remember why slitting Billy’s throat is a bad idea. He can’t remember why he shouldn’t be feeling so satisfied at the fear in his eyes. But before anything else could escalate, he could see movement out of the corner of his eye. 

Max was kneeling next to them, hands shaking as she stabbed a needle into Billy’s neck, right before Eddie was suddenly being tackled off of him by three twelve-year olds. It didn’t scream good things that Eddie had to be restrained by children to stop him from letting Billy suffocate, but at least it knocked him out of whatever trance he had been in.

He pushed them all aside to get to Steve, barely even noticing the fact that Max had the nail bat in her hands, yelling something at a nearly unconscious Billy. 

He scrambled to be next to Steve, feeling ill at what he saw. His nose was bleeding and his eye was swollen and he wasn’t moving.

He gently shook him, praying that he would open his eyes, “Stevie? Angel? Can you hear me?”

Steve made a small noise, but he didn’t open his eyes, he didn’t even move. Eddie could feel that cold rage seeping in again, only rivaled by how scared he was at the fact that he still wasn't moving.

He was going to kill Billy. He was going to fucking kill him for doing this-

“Another reason we should leave.” Mike hissed out to the others. 

Eddie hadn't even realized he was muttering that out loud. He was a fucking mess, a mix of anger and worry and panic. He turned to the others, probably looking just as crazy as he felt,  “We have to take him to a hospital.”

The kids all exchanged a look before Max stepped forward. She kneeled down next to Billy, digging into his pockets until she found his keys, turning to the rest of them, “I’ll drive.”

A preview to the next chapter (or the chapter after) of this fic

[guessillcallitart]

Andra✨ (moodboard pics from pinterest)

taglist: @aloeverawrites, @your-absent-father, @aether-wasteland-s, @yesireadbooks, @desastreus, @full-on-sam, @rbbess110, @albatris, @athenswrites, @anonymousfoz (let me know if you want to be added or removed)

[incorrectquotesideas-deactivated]

Person A: Do you want a beer? I’m paying.

Person B, going through the restaurant’s menu: No. Ugh, where’s the good stuff?

Person A, half jokingly: I thought you were an alcoholic.

Person B: Exactly. I’d need at least, like, four beers — without food — to get slightly buzzed, and my stomach can’t fit over 2 beers in it. I’m small. I’ll have a rum, neat.

[quietwingsinthesky]

(Transmasc-rose) Have you ever heard that they were, at several points during the old who days, going to make the Doctor and the Master brothers? In Planet of Fire the Master says "Won't you show mercy to your own ..." which the director and producer of the episode both said was intended to end with "brother", and in the scrapped reboot they were supposed to be half-brothers.

It seemed relevant to your interests.

u must imagine me kicking my feet and blushing and twirling my hair. 🥰 yeah. yeah, i know.

like. okay first lets get out of the way how fucking funny it would be if they ever backtrack their way into this twist again somehow. the utter chaos that would unleash upon the thoschei section of the fandom. imagine that one anime that just got a cousin reveal after a decade of yaoi but by the magnitude of like 50 years of doctor/master shipping. it would be so funny to me, i wanna peek into that universe.

but like god. god. there is something so appealing to me about this idea of them as star-crossed siblings. it’s the spn fan in me, it makes me insane. what if you grew up next to this boy, your worlds revolve round each other, and then as adults, you can never be that close again, you won’t even call each other siblings anymore. just childhood friends. someone you once thought you knew.

i have not seen Planet of Fire (classic who? i’m assuming. and im now very excited for that episode specifically for um. normal reasons.) but Something about the master being the one to bring it up, to call on a brother’s mercy…… thinks about last of the time lords with canon siblings doctor & master. because something i’ve picked up watching doctor who is just how Certain the doctor is that the master will survive, despite all odds, that he’ll find a way back. (something the master has always proven him right about.) and that’s such a powerfully resonant feeling with having a sibling. imagining a world without them is like imagining a world without air, in my eyes, so of course, if we put the master in the role of the doctor’s brother in this scenario, of course he will survive. wah the way it just slightly changes the framing of all the little things, the way this scenario takes the master’s childish “i win” and twists it as old as a sibling rivalry…

im such a sucker for sibling tragedy, i really am. i know im also the haha incest guy, which can be a component of the tragedy, but i really do fall to pieces for just the pure platonic stuff, too. it’s unreplicable, the intensity of that pain. and then. okay, every time i speculate on timeless child stuff, i preface it with me not having seen it just Knowing the basics and making shit up according to the lore ive gathered BUT. but. if ever there was a storyline that would have benefitted from them being siblings over them being childhood friends turned rivals, i really think it would be that one. because it digs into the core of it, of the lie, the unknown rift between them that drives the master to ruin. and god something about them being adopted siblings (without their knowledge) but the doctor still being stitched deep down into the Master’s bones, the core of them wrapped around the Doctor’s existence. the way it both matters so fucking much that this is the lie their bond is based on, but also how can it matter. how can it matter. when she’s in his blood anyway, she would have been if they’d been born together or like this. (and that he isn’t. or maybe, more accurately, that he thinks he isn’t and never will be.

oh, my soul for a version of this show where the master has been calling the doctor brother/sister/sibling all this time without the doctor reciprocating except very rarely, when they’re at their most emotionally vulnerable together (like the end of time ‘stone cold brilliant’ monologue. sorry. getting distracted.) and then suddenly. the master stops calling her that. like come on, that would be such fucked up foreshadowing, i can’t be the only one who thinks that would work so well. it’s all about the framing, all about the very slightly different context that friends versus siblings gives them to flavor the tragedy. the endpoint may be the same, but the pain is different, does that make sense?

and. and also i think it would be hot if they were. so. you know. there’s that. i’m not going to deny that i’m Like That. im a freak who enjoys when familial obsession spirals beyond control and into a horrible, outcast kind of love. they’re renegade time lords, for fuck’s sake, let them do a little incest for funsies. 🤭 drop a story of them at the academy always being a little too close, always making everyone else uncomfortable because of how inseparable they were. 🤭🤭 let the doctor avoid bringing up how they’re related so they don’t have to explain this shameful thing to their companions only for the master to flaunt it because the doctor wishes they could forget it, stop feeling these things, stop wanting the master. 🤭🥴🤭🥴🤭

to be clear, this is. obviously not something id actually want on the show, or would ever be on there, they’re not gonna put time travel incest on disney+. (hell, i don’t even think the siblings twist is preferable to the dynamic they already have except in the specific scenario it would have created for ttc between them.) but like. its fun for me to think about <3 i love when the doctor is filled with an incalculable amount of shame for their own actions—actions they keep repeating because its the master and the doctor needs them—and the master has fun tormenting them about it. but incest flavored this time :3

(as anytime i think about thoschei incest i Need to plug this anonymous fic that lives rentfree in my brain: connection. its sooooo. 🥴🥴🥴 oh they are gonna make me ill.)

[thecolebrothers]

“It was about finding something that felt like part of my face. We didn't want it to be distracting.” – Joe Cole

Being shot in the face has never looked this good.

📸 + Special Effects makeup: @/richard_martin4

Via:gangsoflondon (IG).

[nazskoll]

seeing the shallow cuts before changing your dull blade and the deep ones immediately after changing it 🤤🤤🤤

[effen-draws]

I have no idea if there’s already context / an explanation for this, but!

Hello Effen, what is your profile picture? I mean I can see it but. :0! trying to comprehend!

When I first saw you, I just assumed it was your persona; but now that ive seen multiple drawings and doodles of your persona oc, I am perplexed !!!!

Oh yeah! I kinda forget that everyone isn’t in on the pfp lore, hah. Well short answer: It was an inside joke which became a sona that I don’t use much anymore and which I’m sort of thinking about changing.

But to really discuss the pfp lore (tm) I’m gonna put a little cut here and issue a mild body horror/gore warning for the following images:-)

So, recap time:

The joke started in late 2020 when I made this illustration:

At the time when I drew myself it wasn’t particularly recognisable. (People had a tendency to point and say “who’s that guy?”) (I had a very generic short haircut so I don’t blame them) But when I drew this illustration a few of my friends responded by saying “woah that’s you right??” (To be fair I do knit and sit like that) And so the no skin sona was born from it quite literally being more recognisable as myself than my actual human visage.

Then it sort of became my joking response to being asked to draw a self portrait (or a flesh-portrait as I called it) and in 2021 I drew this which was my pfp for a while:

Then last year, a new joke arose because I made this collage about gender conformity:

The joke one of my friends then made went something like “fuck gender become [insert x type of body horror]” and so the no skin sona also became sort of an “escape gender, rip off your skin” joke.

Then, also last year, I’d grown tired of the old pfp so I put up a poll asking whether I should update the no skin sona or do something else. The no skin sona won with the add on that I should make it a little more cute. Which is how we arrive at the current pfp:

And that’s sort of it! Dunno how interesting that was but thanks for asking:-]

I’ve mostly fazed out the sona by now and I’m thinking about switching to something that matches more of my current shape sona/other accounts. But who knows, might change that later this summer. Wink wonk.

[squiggle3worm]

Went for a walk in the forest earlier and found three ticks in my hair. I’m never going outside again.

[fantabulisticity]

Fortunately, my Leatherman is sharper now after I had it sharpened! :)

Unfortunately, my Leatherman is sharper now after I had it sharpened. :(

[yusuke-ish]

the razor blade in my shelf calling me like the green goblin mask my fucking god