#tw knife wound

[bear-cubs-art-things]

// marcy harm

Okay okay this but as Mr Littlepot and Hop Pop

(Mr Littlepot is Luz, Hop Pop is Marcy)

TW: WEAPONS, IMPLIED BLOODSHED

MY BOY 😭😭😭

[fbpanimations]

drew this entirely from memory lol

bonus doodle :D

[nartothelar]

wound

- febuwhump - day 5: “that’s gonna scar”

- ingo’s main priority was defusing the situation and not causing panic

- nothing vital was hit

- ingo was gifted 3 baskets of fruit and numerous cards from passengers at GS and the depot agents

[serickswrites]

What Happened?

Warnings: betrayal, knife, stabbing, blood, wound, collapse, unconsciousness

"There you are," Team Leader said with a smile as they saw Teammate Two approaching. "You're late, that's not like you, what happened?"

Teammate Two's face was guarded as they approached. "I got distracted and then traffic....you know how it is."

Team Leader smiled softly. "I do. I'm glad you're here. The others will be joining soon, too. It must be a helluva traffic jam." Team Leader started to unpack the large picnic basket they had on the table. "We won't get started without them, but at least we can get it all set up."

Teammate Two didn't respond. They merely stood by Team Leader. Team Leader noticed how quiet they were, how they barely engaged. How unlike themself they were. "Are you ok, Teammate Two?"

Teammate Two frowned. "I've had a rough morning. I could really use a hug."

Team Leader looked at Teammate Two, really looked at them. Teammate Two looked on the verge of tears. Team Leader opened their arms wide. "I would love to give you a hug."

Teammate Two walked towards Team Leader's open embrace. Team Leader wrapped their arms tightly around Teammate. Two--just the way Teammate Two liked it. Teammate Two's lips brushed Team Leader's ear as they spoke. "I really am sorry about this, Team Leader."

Before Team Leader could respond, they felt the knife go in just below their ribs. Their breath caught in their chest as the pain threatened to overwhelm them. The pain of being stabbed. Mostly, the pain of Teammate Two's betrayal.

Team Leader's arms fell away as they felt Teammate Two pull out the blade. Their body felt so weak as their head swam. They started to stumble back, but Teammate Two wrapped their arms around Team Leader. "It's nothing personal. It had to be one of you. I'm sorry it was you. I didn't want it to. But you were the first one here."

"Wh-Wh-Why?" Team Leader managed to choke out around the blood filling their mouth.

Teammate Two pulled back, their eyes now cold and distant. "It had to be one of you. You just happened to get here first."

Team Leaders knees gave out and Teammate Two released them. Team Leader couldn't breathe around the pain or the blood filling their mouth. Couldn't breathe around the hurt of betrayal filling them. And as Team Leader's world began to go dark and Teammate Two disappeared from their field of vision, Team Leader couldn't breathe around the fear of what Teammate Two had planned for the rest of their team.

[bound-and-bruised-boy]

[thaumollusca]

you can't run from it forever.

[mio-nika]

Disgusting Part 3: Reminiscence and fish

[zours025]

Total whoa moment... >_>

[wellthisissomething]

AI-Less Whumptober Day 4 - Non-Con Body Modifications

TW---This post contains a lot of blood, gore and violence.

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Two Worlds - Ep 4

SilHaa KonKla Tah Atham (Zeal 5 Kon Gla Tah Atam) - Ep. 94

Rurouni Kenshin (2012)

Extracurricular - Ep. 7

Tien Bromance - Ep. 10

Tomb of the Sea - Ep. End of 1 & Beginning of 2

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[obsessivefangirl]

Hello Gravity Falls fandom! (Talking to a grave)

[wosieposiecozy]

Tw// blood, knife, wounds,

I did emotion request stuff on twitter, here's the them!!

...so many tags....

[waywardsunlight]

She’s okay.

[fbpanimations]

[orchid-draws]

may I interest you all in my favorite horrible little homosexual (emile honkai impact 3rd)

my design philosophy for this was a mix of a feral rabies infested racoon and a pretty anime bishounen (the idea of pretty anime boy emile has stuck in my head for so long purely because I find the irony amusing) the result is a guy who rolled out of hot topic and then fist fought a bear. so I consider that a success

also extra special doodle of gay MOTH trio my everything ever

[serickswrites]

We're Running Out of Time

Warnings: captivity, torture, restraints, forced to watch, stabbing, knife wounds, blood, bleeding out, field med, temporary character death, rescue, unclear character status, cpr

Whumpee collapsed to their knees with a scream as Whumper plunged the knife into their thigh and twisted. "STOP! YOU'RE HURTING THEM!" Caretaker roared.

Whumpee's chest heaved as they struggled to remain upright. Their eyes were pain-filled and desperate as they stared at Caretaker.

"That is exactly the point," Whumper hissed as they pulled another knife from their belt. Whumper had spent the better part of the afternoon since kidnapping Whumpee and Caretaker carving into Whumpee. Whumpee's chest and arms were littered with cuts. They had a knife embedded in their right shoulder and now in their thigh. The ground beneath them was becoming slick with blood.

"Pl-Pl-Please," Whumpee stammered. Caretaker could see they were on the edge of passing out. Whumpee needed to hold on a bit longer. The team was coming. Help was moments out.

"Leave them alone!" Caretaker growled, straining forward even though the chains around their wrist kept them stationary. Whumper had cuffed them immediately and forced them to sit in the corner. The chains manacling their wrists to the wall had no give, but still Caretaker tried to move.

"Where's the fun in that?" Whumper smirked as they stood behind Whumpee. They knelt behind Whumpee, wrapping their arm around Whumpee's chest. They sniffed along Whumpee's neck as they pulled Whumpee close. "This is so much better, don't you think, Whumpee?"

Whumpee whimpered as Whumper ran the flat of the blade along their throat. They swallowed, but did not say anything. Caretaker could see them taking short, shallow breaths trying desperately to avoid being cut by the blade.

"So much fun," Whumper murmured as they withdrew the hand with the knife. "Don't you think?"

Caretaker opened their mouth to snarl another insult at Whumper, but Whumpee's sudden stillness and gasp of pain had Caretaker freezing.

"Oops," Whumper said as they released their grip on Whumpee's chest and Whumpee slumped forward, revealing that Whumper had stabbed them in the back, blade stuck in to the hilt.

"YOU BASTARD! I'M GOING TO--"

"Do absolutely nothing but watch Whumpee bleed out, Caretaker." Whumper rose and wiped their bloodied hands on their trousers. "You are going to do absolutely nothing. I'll be back soon. After it's over."

And before Caretaker could hurl another insult, Whumper left. They turned their attention to Whumpee. Whumpee lay on their side, having taken care to not fall forward. Their hand limply propped themself up. "Whumpee, Whumpee, darling talk to me."

"H-H-Hurts," Whumpee whispered. They coughed, blood trickling from the corner of their lips.

"You're going to be ok. Help is almost here. You're going to be ok, Whumpee." Caretaker tried to not let the fear that Whumpee was bleeding out before help could arrive fill their voice. Whumpee was going to be ok. Help was almost here. They just had to hold on a bit longer.

Whumpee blinked slowly at Caretaker. "Don'ttttt f-f-f-feel-l-l-l 'kayyyyyyy."

Caretaker heard sounds deep within Whumper's compound. Their head whipped round to stare at the door. They could hear it. The sounds of fighting. Help had arrived. "You're going to be fine, Whumpee. Darling, help is here. You're going to be just fine."

Whumpee didn't reply.

Caretaker turned back to speak to Whumpee again, but what they saw had their mouth running dry. Whumpee's eyes were closed, their mouth agape as a mixture of drool and blood dripped from their lips. "Whumpee! Whumpee! Darling, wake up. Please wake up. Help is here!"

The door crashed open. "Please, darling. See, the team is here. Open your eyes!"

Caretaker was swarmed by the team as they rushed in. "Help Whumpee! Help Whumpee! Damn it! Leave me, help them!"

The lead medic surged forward, pack on their back. They quickly began to bark orders at the rest of the medics. "Get a line in. Don't remove the knife. Can we turn them? Oh I see. Carefully. Carefully. Let's get the EKG going."

Caretaker watched with growing horror as the non medical part of their team uncuffed their wrists and the crowd around Whumpee's very still body grew. Caretaker flinched as the monitor blared to life with a loud, long BEEP.

"Flatline. We're out of time," one medic shouted.

"Starting compressions." Another said as they pushed Whumpee onto their back.

"Caretaker, Caretaker," a voice came distantly, "you don't want to see this. Let's get you out of here."

"No, no, please, no," Caretaker sobbed. "Whumpee, darling, wake up. Open your eyes."

But as strong hands gripped Caretaker's shoulders and pulled them from the room, Caretaker couldn't tear their eyes from Whumpee and the crowd of medics around them. One was packing the wound in Whumpee's back while another was wrapping Whumpee's leg--knife included. All the while the lead medic's compressions never faltered. They continued to bark orders.

"No, please. They need me. I need to be here. Please," Caretaker whispered as they were almost through the door.

"You don't want to see this, Caretaker. When they give us the all clear we'll bring you back. We need to get you checked out, too."

"Please," Caretaker sobbed. They couldn't leave Whumpee. Whumpee needed them. Whumpee would come back to them.

But as the wail of the alarm continued in one, unending scream, and Caretaker was pulled over the threshold, Caretaker saw the lead medic falter. "NOOOOO!" Caretaker screamed.

But the team didn't stop. Didn't let them stay. "It's ok, Caretaker. They're handling it. Whumpee is in good hands." A voice from Caretaker's right said.

"PLEASE! WHUMPEE!"

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