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Just a happy family

Iphigenia!! TW for blood and open wound under the cut

The 💔💔💔 this is when she first appeared in headspace! Lmk if I need to tag anything else. Reblog are appreciated!

"I fantasize about open wounds Allotting time just to dream them through Rage is the itch I'm not scratching I guess I'm overreacting"

❛  there's no way in hell i'm doing that.  ❜ (tick-tock)

"'Because that's for mortals and people, you prat?'" The other fair folk finished the rhyme in lieu of Tick-Tock's rickety voice. "No, I know. You never liked being a Small Folk, never want to be properly social. That would require a level of humanism, wouldn't it?" Bramble Rose sighed. Being by this part of the pond, amidst the reeds and a touch too close to what was in the water, was never that good of an idea. But her thigh was still bleeding and, damn it, reeds made good and flexible bandages if they were cut right. Necessity bore even further necessity. So Bram had made this a bit of a habit: go to the bond, throw the crock a metaphorical bone (or sometimes a literal one, if she was lucky), clean herself up, cut reeds, and get the hell out.

If there was one thing she could at least assume that she and Tick-Tock had in common, it was their respect for the nature around them. Both of them had a working relationship: one to a flower bloomed in blood, and one to a crocodile hungry for the same ichor.

"Still... I hear Fletcher talk about you sometimes. And I can respect... What you're doing." Her little blade cut through another ribbon of reed. "You have your friend. And if that is all you need, fine. I've been spending a lot of time with only one other..." She trailed off. Lover? Person? Living Corpse? How would you describe me to her, Sunlight? How would you describe me as I am now to anyone other than my living soul? "I spend a lot of time with my other half and very few else." With practiced hands, Bramble Rose wrapped fresh plant-life around her wound, let it soak up what still oozed from her open skin. "But winter is over. To a certain extent, seeing others is inevitable... But not always negative." She stood and took to her wings then, but not before nudging her packaged present between the foliage where Tick-Tock could clearly see it. "Anyway... It's savory scones this time. They've got seaweed flakes in them. I made them hoping they would work as food for your friend, too. I don't really know what upsets crocodile stomach, so..." She shrugged. You don't usually talk this much, you know. It's almost lovely, hearing you brattle on. Is it because you know that her listening is a coin flip. "Same time next week?"

@tycktock

alien putting a tampon into an open wound bc 'its put where the blood comes out, right?'

Day 11 - bitten

TW: Maggots, Open Wounds

I found my 300 Drawing Prompt book and thought it'd be fun to outline one of the sketches

local loserboy under the impression that skin grafting is when you sew your flesh together (wrong) (homo)

do you ever think about how much it hurts eddie when chris expresses how much of his mother he's beginning to lose. because we know that he does his best to keep her memory alive, that they go to her grave and they talk openly about her. but there are things that eddie will never be able to replicate for him - her voice, the way she smelled, the way she'd walk towards him, how she felt when she held him close, etc - and chris will continue to lose those details even if eddie talked about shannon 24/7 for the rest of his life.

that is a sort of helplessness that i don't think anyone talks about enough, and that makes eddie's expression when he overhears chris talking to buck all the more wounded

I hope this fucker explodes MATT HARGREAVES RUINED MY LIFE WITH THAT FUCKING CLIP HOW DARE YOU

oooohf angsty aster doodles (feat ghost Charles) (cw, open wound, stitches over scars)

your heart is still beating

*click for better quality*

walten files redraw !!! there are a couple of scenes i’d like to remake (car crash, molly and edd at the window, molly and edd in wonderland) but this is the one i chose to start with. poor susan 🤪

(7/?)

Things are getting SAD!

wanted to draw how i thought the blue infinity's heroine looked like in the aftermath. also in her stays cuz is it a historical sea fairing story if there's not a woman running around in the equivalent of her underwear

in mourning