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[nolantan]

Nolantan

Chapter 5 The Treasury

They look outside and see a bunch of blue dragons attacking.

“ The Blue Fire Clan!” Gmńeon snarls and charges outside.

Iquén looks at the rest of the group “ You kids stay here!” He runs out too.

“ Who are those blue dragons?” Aurora asked.

“ The Blue Fire Clan they are another dragon clan we tend to fight a lot over territory.”

“ None of the other dragon clans know about me yet if they did they’d probably try to kill me 'cause I’d be the easiest to get to” Jnoque explains.

" We have to go help them! We can't just stay here!" Aurora gets up and puts the Soler Crest back on.

" What can we do? We'd get fried out there." Slor points out

" The Soler Crest will protect me, right? So you just need to be near me." " We don't know its limits and those dragons can breathe hotter blue fire," Jnoque warns.

Dponá looks outside " We should find Zomkí we don't know what the Volcanic Core can do and we don't want the other clan to get it."

" But we don't know where she went."

"Hm we could check the treasury it's our most guarded spot if an important artifact is anywhere here it's there." " We can show you where it is."

They sneak outside and see dragons fighting it’s chaotic. They see Iquén fighting a big blue dragon

Jnoque wants to help but Dponá stops him “ He’s strong he’ll be fine we need to keep moving.” He nods sadly. They get to a big door connected to a rock wall and see four big blue dragons surrounding Zomkí and she has an injured wing growling at them with other dragons knocked out next to her.

"Hey! Leave her alone!" Dponá yells at them.

They turn and look at the group.

"HA! Do you think you can stop us? A youngling and none dragons we'll burn you up!" He shoots fire at them and Dponá combats it with her own green fire and flies up and they fight.

While that's happening Zomkí fights the other three dragons and helps the rest of the group get inside the treasury.

Jnoque is very worried Dyani noticed this “ Hey their’ll be ok.” Jnoque looks at him “ Y-Yeah..”

“ This place is huge” Slor looks around at the mountains of treasure “ How will we find the Core in here?” The Solar Creat starts to glow again Aurora takes it off and looks at it. One of the star ends is glowing a lot more like a compass.

“ Maybe it can sense the core?”

“ One way to find out.” They walk through the mountains of treasure searching and following the glow. On a treasure pile they see a round, core-like rock that shines with the intensity of molten lava. The Volcanic Core “ Is that it?” Aurora and Jnoque climb up to it. Once she gets close to it both it and the Solar Crest shake and two spirits pop out.

The spirit in the Solar Crest has long, flowing black hair with streaks of silver like cooling embers. His skin is a deep ash color, and he wears a robe that shimmers like the dying light of a fire. He opens his glowing amber eyes.

The other spirit in the Volcanic Core has fiery red hair that flows like molten lava, with eyes that burn a fierce orange. His skin has a warm bronze hue, and he wears armor with glowing ember-like veins running through it.

Once they are aware of their surroundings they become alert and panicked. “ Where are we!? What happened to us!” The Volcanic Core spirit shouted.

“No time to explain! We just need your help!” Aurora declared.

Jnoque touches the core and it glows becomes a necklace around his neck pulling the spirit with it.

Jnoque feels a surge of power in his veins and hears a roar of pain.

Panicked he runs outside to find Dponá and Zomkí on the ground with lots of injuries. Filling up with rage he runs at them.

"Come on this way!" " Where are we going again Apool (app ool)?" A young Jnoque follows his big brother in the woods " I hear there was a cool cave near here" he replied.

" Mom and Dad wouldn't like us going out this far..."

" We'll be quick Jn don't worry."

Apool was so cool he could do all the things Jnoque couldn't he was brave and fearless and always did the right thing.

They approach a cave that has a bunch of keep-out signs

"Ah here is it!"

" I don't think we're supposed to be here Apool..."

"I'll protect you! Come on!" he holds his hand and they go in.

Inside the cave was a pile of glowing gold

" Woah cool!" Apool approaches it but Jnoque stops him and points to a sign that says do not touch. " We don't know what's here and shouldn't touch its stuff.."

" I guess but we could take this back to the village" he goes to pick up a piece of gold and Jnoque pushes him away from it.

Annoyed Apool pushes him back and he lands on top of the gold.

The golds shine dims and zaps him causing him to hold his head in pain and feels ill.

His eyes turn purple pupils turning into slits his hair turns white and his ears turn pointy and black and he grows a fang. The transformation was very painful shaking with tears in his eyes he looks at his brother who has backed away in fear and grabs his arm to pull him off the gold but the transformation has already completed.

Then his throat feels like it’s burning something is building up and he tries to hold it in.

But can’t.

Fire comes shooting out of his mouth burning it

Apool try’s to move out the was but his arm got caught in it burning it off. He screams in agony and passed out.

Realizing what he just did Jnoque panics and runs to him crying he picks him up and it’s a lot easier now and runs to the village to get help.

Someone screams at him and everyone turns to him some doctors snatch Apool from him and run to the clinic. Jnoque tries to follow them but is stopped

"Monster!"

" Stay away from him!"

"Are you gonna hurt us too!?"

In the crowd, he spots a woman and a man.

" Mom! Dad!" scared he goes to them for comfort but they hit him away just look at him disgusted. " Leave freak! How dare you hurt our son!" " If he dies we're hunting you down!" " Get out and don't come back!!" Scared and confused he runs away crying.

Seeing Dponá hurt Jnoque is full of rage and runs at the blue dragons The Volcanic Core glows and he shoots white and purple fire at them. Frightened the blue dragons immadaly run away.

" White fire! Run!"

When they leave Jnoque runs to Dponá and Zomkí and hugs them.

The others come out of the treasury.

Dyani sees their wounds " Are you ok?" Zomkí just smiles " We will be dragons can heal quickly."

" Zomkí..?"

She looks at the spirits " You got them to wake." she smiles " Solaris, Ignis, it's been a long time. But we can catch up later right now we got to help the rest of the clan."

They nod and go the find the other dragons still fighting.

Iquén is seriously hurt. Seeing this both Jnoque and Dponá jump into action Jnoque hopping on her back and she flies towards the blue dragon.

They both breathe fire at the dragon combining their fires together to seriously burn the blue dragon causing him to retreat.

They then run to help Iquén get to a safe place.

Another dragon tries to breathe fire at Aurora and co but she without thinking creates a black shield causing the fire to fly back at the dragon.

“ You have my ability?” Solaris questioned.

" Makes since cause you are the Solar Crest that it has your powers." Aurora shrugged. Before he could say anything some of the dragon clan members come to help them aganst the blue dragons.

Once all of the blue dragons leave they go to help the injured.

Next

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[Pt 1] [Pt 2] [Pt 3] [Pt 4] [Pt 5] [Pt 6] [Pt 7] [Don’t Let it Reach the Heart]

Doc and Xisuma despairingly endure the fallout of Etho’s violent boot up at the dawn of a new season—but only barely.

[This fic concludes the Destruction short comic series, which follows the chaos and panic that erupts after Doc and Xisuma try to get Etho back online at the start of Hermitcraft Season 9 after a very rough Season 8 finale leaves him glitched and broken. The comic is set to Joywave's Destruction, but this fic is inspired loosely by Overwerk and Jordan Macdonald’s Feedback and Bassea’s fever dreams / by your side.]

[intotheelliwoods]

I just want everyone to know that they asked for this, and I cried twice making it

This is part 1! Part 2 can be found here~

Context, along with more comics can be found on my blog!

[ricksmarlene]

I am sorry for what they did to you. 

THE ONES WHO LIVE — 1.04 "What We"

[gooeseyleo]

He would have nightmares about losing his arm. only Dale knew about them.

[the-warrior-of-the-mind]

sister.What's the news? [he lands as a rough shadow next to Athena, gradually taking shape]

@cloak-of-ares

Hermes accidentally drugged me and I lost noth arms to it. That’s why both of my arms right now are made out of clouds and can be taken off.

Anyways. I’m fine. I heard you were smoking or something- when did that come up?

[68spidey]

CW BODY HORROR [nothing too extreme tho]

So fun fact about Mikey.

He's possessed. Or something. He has pure energy running through his veins and he can use it freely, quite literally bursting through his skin. Nothing major, it heals.

There's a point where his theory of "the more damage I'm given = the more power I can summon" was proven right. And there were some people who were about to pay for the shit they had been doing.

[cellyjubes]

patriots scientists are running some interesting experiments on raiden…

(last post got hidden so i’ll censor this time 🥲 i hope this is good enough)

[egosweetheart]

the watching watcher

[skyward-floored]

Whumptober Day 16 - Swamp, “No, I can’t feel anything.”

It’s another Hyrule-focused fic! Because despite my planning there ended up being a lot of him in a row (or at least close together). oopsie. Hopefully you all don't mind lol.

Warnings: blood, injury, loss of a limb, slightly graphic description of fixing an injury

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Hyrule didn’t like swamps too much. Messy, boggy, damp and hard to traverse, he didn’t mind going through them on occasion, but they were hard to deal with. Especially if you were fighting a swarm of infected monsters in one.

Which they were, currently.

The ground was soupy and wet under Hyrule’s feet, his boots making disgusting noises as he dodged and fought the beasts. Time and Twilight were somewhere near him, and they all struggled through the slop, twisting away from blows and slicing at beasts.

The swamp wasn’t on their side though, and Hyrule suddenly heard a large squelch. He turned to see Time’s foot sinking into a pit of mud down to his knee and throwing him wildly off-balance. The strange doglike knight he was fighting bared its teeth, and lunged forward, sword held high.

And Hyrule watched as if in slow-motion as the blade went clean through Time’s wrist.

Time’s scream rang out across the swamp, muffled only slightly by the moss, and Hyrule bolted, Twilight in his peripheral running even faster. Miraculously neither of them tripped, and as Twilight threw himself at the monster, Hyrule slid to the ground next to where Time had gotten free of the mud and dropped to his knees, face white as he clutched at the bloody stump at his wrist.

“I can fix this,” Hyrule quickly reassured, snatching Time’s currently-remaining hand in his. “It’s okay, I can fix it. Hold on.”

Oh goddesses I hope I can fix it.

Time took him literally, squeezing Hyrule’s hand in a death-grip, and Hyrule quickly squeezed back.

“Hold him,” Hyrule directed at Twilight, who had already killed the monster and was now fluttering his hands over Time, his eyes wide and terrified. “I can fix it but he needs to hold still.”

“I won’t...” Time gasped, tears of pain slipping down his cheek, “I’ll do my best... w-won’t move, do... do what you need.”

“This will hurt,” Hyrule warned, and Time choked out a laugh.

“It can’t be... be worse than this.”

Hyrule nodded, and before he could think about it too hard, quickly plucked Time’s severed, muddy hand off of the ground. Warriors was at his side in an instant, and snatched some alcohol out of his bag, pouring it on the end of the hand before grabbing Time’s arm and doing the same to it.

Time couldn’t bite back his scream, and Twilight held tightly to his arms, his face white.

“What do you need from me?” Warriors asked, and Hyrule swallowed.

“Help me hold things still. His hand, his wrist, anything. It’ll take me a minute to connect everything and I won’t be able to focus on that and keeping him still.”

“Got it. Ready?” Warriors asked him shortly, and Hyrule nodded, giving Time’s good hand one last squeeze before releasing it and lighting up his hands.

“Ready.”

He held the severed hand, and while Twilight and Warriors held Time still, Hyrule lined up and pushed the two pieces together.

He began pouring magic into the wound, and Time cried out, jerking in Twilight’s hold.

“Hold him,” Hyrule said through gritted teeth, and Twilight and Warriors tightened their grips, Time’s head tossing with wild-eyed pain.

Hyrule focused on the wrist, connecting tendons that had been torn, healing muscle and the pathways of blood, slowly, agonizingly connecting every complicated piece. Time shook and thrashed through all of it, lost in his pain, and Hyrule just kept pushing magic in, healing every line and vessel and torn part he could find.

It was times like these he wished he had a picture of what he was looking at, a diagram of what he was trying to fix. He knew well enough what a wrist looked like, but on the inside? Connecting one to an arm? Not easy.

Especially since he’d never done this before.

Time cried out again as Hyrule set in on the bone, Hyrule briefly thankful that the cut had been so clean. It would make his job even harder if the lines had been at all jagged. Time thrashed even more wildly against the searing pain, and soon enough Sky and Wind both came over to help hold him down as well.

Hyrule distantly noticed Time’s elbow go out and nearly hit Sky in the nose, and the heroes all held him even tighter, faces pale and worried.

“Are you almost done?” Warriors asked, voice strained from keeping Time’s arm straight.

“I think,” Hyrule bit out, too focused to elaborate.

He was starting to feel dizzy, adrenaline and magic drain all sucking him dry, but he couldn’t stop now. He still had a few layers of skin to connect, still had a vein to properly heal, had to make sure the blood was flowing and the muscle—

Time’s leg caught him in the ribs, and Hyrule went flying backwards into the mud, cries of alarm ringing out. Hyrule reeled from the crack of pain in his side and the snap of his spell being interrupted, and someone grabbed his arm, stopping him from landing in the mud.

“Hyrule are you okay?!”

Hyrule shoved past whoever it was and lunged for Time’s bloody wrist, snatching it back as he lit his hands up again. He plunged back in with his magic, ignoring the sear of pain in his ribs and the scream from Time, and shoved in all the magic he had left.

Blue light flashed through the clearing, and Time’s thrashing finally stilled.

Hyrule leaned back, gulping in air as he released Time’s wrist, hands coated in blood. Someone caught his shoulder when he abruptly listed to the side, and he blinked rapidly as his vision swum, looking up at Sky. The older hero gave him a worried look.

“Did... his wrist...” Hyrule slurred, and Sky looked back at where Time lay.

“It’s attached,” he reported, a little nauseous-sounding. “There’s a lot of blood... I can’t see it very well but I think you fixed it, Rulie.”

Hyrule relaxed backwards, relief sweeping over him. He did it.

Sky eased him down, and he winced, ribs aching harshly. It felt like Time’s kick might have cracked a rib. Legend came over with two potions in hand, green and red, and Hyrule took the green one first, relieved at the way the pounding in his head eased and the fuzzy exhaustion in his limbs ebbed a bit as he drank.

He sat up as he finished the green, and chugged half the red all in one go as he stood up, only stumbling a little on the muddy ground. Legend started to say something about resting, but Hyrule ignored it, pressing the bottles into his hands and hurrying back over to where Twilight and Warriors were helping Time sit up.

Time’s face was pale as a ghost, his markings stark against his skin. Blood soaked most of his arm, bits of it splashed on his armor and tunic, and Warriors was wiping the blood away from his wrist as Hyrule approached. Time’s eye shot to Hyrule’s face, his expression guilty.

“Traveler I’m so sorry—”

“It’s okay,” Hyrule cut him off, tapping his chest where he’d been kicked. “No harm done. I should’ve expected you’d fight it more. How’s your hand?”

“I was about to ask the same. Let’s see you move it,” Warriors said, done with cleaning. Hyrule could see a pale line across Time’s wrist, barely noticeable, but there anyways. His hand hung limp, but Hyrule wouldn’t expect it to be perfect immediately.

Time closed his eye with a nod, and Hyrule watched his hand intently, waiting for any movement. A few long seconds went by without so much as a twitch, and Time reopened his good eye, looking pained.

“I can’t feel it,” Time said quietly, and Hyrule’s heart sank.

“You’re sure?” Twilight asked nearby, and Time nodded, his face creasing with effort.

His hand didn’t move.

Failure hit Hyrule like a solid weight, his eyes fixed sharply on Time’s limp hand. He couldn’t move it. Hyrule hadn’t been able to fix it. He’d promised he would, it was Time’s sword hand, he wouldn’t be able to fight, do anything two handed, combat would be impossible not to mention any number of other things—

“Traveler, stop,” Time said quietly, exhausted eyes meeting his. “You did all that you could, and I’m grateful for that.”

“But it wasn’t enough,” Hyrule whispered, still staring. “I couldn’t—”

“I’m the one who interrupted your spell,” Time said, resting his good hand over Hyrule’s. “If it’s anyone’s fault, it’s mine.”

“I said I could fix it,” Hyrule choked out, and Time gave him a gentle look.

“Link, you did all you could. It may just take some time for everything to settle. I’m willing to wait,” he said gently, and Hyrule took his bad hand in his, calling up his magic again. “Hyrule...”

“Just let me try,” Hyrule begged, but Time shook his head.

“You’ve already exhausted yourself today, don’t keep pushing just for me,” he said firmly.

“We can give him a potion, or try for a fairy, see if that does it,” Twilight added, and Hyrule grit his teeth.

“I need to check and make sure I did everything properly and see if I can fix it if there’s a problem, it’ll only take a minute,” he snapped. Warriors and Twilight exchanged looks, pulling back a little at Hyrule’s sharp words, and Time looked at his hand, still reddish and muddy in places.

He sighed.

“Okay. But don’t push yourself,” he said, face still pale, and Hyrule nodded.

He was hiding it well, but Time looked scared, for what might happen if Hyrule couldn’t fix it, if he couldn’t ever properly move his hand again. Hyrule was determined to banish that fear, get rid of the defeated look on Warriors’ face, the tense one on Twilight’s.

He wasn’t giving up. He wouldn’t give up. No matter what.

Time was going to be able to use his hand again.

Hyrule breathed in, stirring his magic up again. Calling on his life spell again after using it so intensely only a few minutes ago made him feel weary all over again, but Hyrule drew it up anyway, making his hands light up as he held Time’s wrist.

He exhaled as he let it sink in, and focused on all of the intricate pieces inside, making sure the bone was healed, the tendons, flesh...

Something struck him as being wrong, and Hyrule frowned, pushing deeper. He didn’t know what it was, but something was off, he could feel it, something that didn’t get connected right, that got snapped when he was kicked away...

Hyrule gently pushed out with his magic, pulling at the disconnected pieces, and guided them together, distantly feeling his hands shake. He was pushing too hard, but he was so close now, he could feel it—

His vision narrowed and he abruptly tilted forward, but several hands grabbed him, yelling words that rattled wildly around in his head. Hyrule dizzily shook his head as his spell faded away, and his vision focused in on Warriors standing in front of him, his mouth moving as he doubtlessly lectured him.

But Hyrule was only focused on one thing.

He twisted around, and saw Time looking down at him, a smile that was a mix of relieved and exasperated on his face.

Hyrule gave him a hopeful look, and Time raised his bad hand, then slowly, stiffly, curled his fingers in.

Hyrule gave him an exhausted grin, and Time gave his shoulder a squeeze with his good hand. He didn’t say anything, but the look on Time’s face was better than any reassurance he could have given.

Hyrule smiled at him one last time, then let himself fall back into his exhaustion, to the sound of several of the others’ exasperated yelling.

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[Pt 1] [Pt 2] [Pt 3] [Pt 4] [Pt 5] [Pt 6] [PART 7] [Don’t Let it Reach the Heart]

Nobody Anymore Nobody Anymore

[This comic is part of my dbhc au, following the chaos and panic that ensues after Doc and Xisuma try to get Etho back online at the start of s9 after a very rough s8 finale that leaves him a little. broken. It's set to the vibes of Joywave's Destruction. This part concludes this comic, but this moment doesn't end here: Don't Let it Reach the Heart will be the title of the fic that will follow the end of Destruction!]

[intotheelliwoods]

This is part 2! Part 1 can be found here, and part 3 is here!

Context, and more comics can be found on my blog!

[synvelesow]

fresh cut flower

[sha-biest]

I don't think I understood very well what the hell happened, so I'm going to ask, how did Leo and Donnie lost their arms? Also, why did they lost opposite arms?

TW: Loss of limbs, blood/injury [Continuation from Donnie's explanation here]

After Donnie send out that signal to the his brothers with his location Bishop knew that his time was running out. He had been experimenting with Krang tech and he wasn't ready to let his mutant specimen go just like that. He'd rather have him dead than anything else. Leo saw what was about to happen and jumped into action. Donnie was struggling to get up, weakened from the week in Bishop's "care" and he couldn't do much when he saw Leo rush at him yelling and reaching out. It was enough to save his twin and Leo would trade any limb for that.

[angelpuns]

CONTENT WARNING FO BLOOD,LIMB LOSS - nothing super explicitly gore, but it is definitely those two things

baby's first 2AL fanart :3

I actually have spent about a month on this - but haven't been able to work on it lately due to being busy :/ Now that I'm not: here's these guys!!!

Are these the og? Is it Sprout n Poptart? who knows >:3

I actually don't have that much to say about this except that I love 2AL and I'm sorry it took so long to finish this Ell :/

If you somehow don't know about 2AL then you need to check out @intotheelliwoods 's masterpost and spend the remainder of your night reading their comic >:3 I LOVE MYSTIC TIME SHENANGIANS OKAY AND IF YOU LIKE THAT KINDA STUFF YOU'LL LOVE THEIR COMICCC

[howlsofbloodhounds]

I wonder if killer has ever attempted to tear or cut off limbs hes lost before but regained due to a reset in an attempt to make his physical form match what he remembers and feels and try to make it all seem real again to have proof that his suffering actually happened