when nowhere feels safe, hold onto me

closeup of their bruises:

drawn for an au with @linkito <3

Commission for @xxhentaibootytomhardyblowme of chimera Falin based on a page in the manga!

and a version with Live Shuro and Marcille Reaction

Missing pieces of my skull I'll sew on patches of my own soul

cw : smoking, injuries, blood

i feel like porter doesn't sleep well at night

also i have a very specific headcanon of his body type where it's skinny (from hunger and skipping meals) but sinewy (because he fights a lot)

He's an evil crime lord who endangers the lives of a disgusting number of people, and in that moment, he just wants his adopted daughter to be okay. I'm going to scream

This post Angband board is one of my very favorite visual Maedhros pieces I’ve done and for the past two years I've posted an edited and revise version!

Maedhros in Angband is perhaps my favorite Maedhros but brutal, ruthless and traumatized warlord Maedhros in Himring is such a close second. In addition to the weight of the oath, I'm obsessed with quest for revenge; ruthless, coordinated, and at times contained by the wisdom of his councilors or even kin but it is never impersonal

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Visual notes: -for anyone worried the photo of the scars is from makeup artist Kristyan Mallett -I’ve talked and thought a lot about snow leopards as symbols and guardians of Himring; beautiful but heavily guarded and deadly. More in the himring tag! -Look I know the bottles are cliched in boards but I like that one for the corrosive word more than regret plus it fit the color scheme

I really want to know which parts of his skin are actually unburned…

This pic here makes me think most of the damage is in his face and the front of his body, since his exposed mid-back does not seem to be burned?

Also the back of his head doesn‘t seem to be badly burned either, but that is pretty much constantly covered by his hat bc of the horn situation

Also, on the topic of his horns… When I was writing Ozzie‘s Toy, I looked up various kinds of horns to get a feeling for how the broken-off part would feel (or if they even could have feeling) and I ended up using the example of goats and cows, which means his cornual nerve was exposed and burned during that (no way his horns are that long and the nerve doesn‘t at least go halfway through), which…

I can‘t really imagine that pain, but even in animals this is absolute torture if it‘s done without anaesthesia

There‘s also a good chance that he has some feeling in it, and with the location of the cornual nerve, there‘s a good chance he might have recurring headaches too:

So the hat might not just be because he doesn‘t want other people than Ozzie to see, but changes in temperature, random things touching them and gusts of air might be painful as well…

Sorry for the long post but I do think about these things a lot when I write fics about him and I thought maybe this might be interesting to other people too 🙈

Exsanguination

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Y/n was damn near unconscious with the amount of blood that had been taken from her. The residential blood bag of the establishment. Any vampire could take their fill for a hefty fee. But as y/n was desperate for cash, she tended to let the patrons push her way past her limits. Blood trailing down her neck as she wavered, hit with a sudden moment of dizziness. ‘Hello there, darling.’ An unknown pair of hands held onto her waist, letting her catch her bearings. Not knowing that the elf had come to lure her away from her current predicament. Walking her towards a dark corner of the tavern. 

‘No, no, I’m not here for that.’ He brushed y/n off when she exposed her neck to him. The elf felt disgusted at the plethora of wounds littering her neck. ‘Do you have a room here?’ Unsure if she’d feel comfortable going to the camp he had sat up on the outskirts of town. ‘Well then, fancy coming back to mine?’ 

‘S’not how this works.’ Her words were almost unintelligible. ‘Not for food, rather a break from all this. Wouldn’t it be nice to let all those heal?’ Referencing how some of the more older wounds had reopened with how rough the patrons treated her. With the amount of time they had spent sitting, y/n would be fit for the walk back. ‘...sure, but can you at least tell me your name? Y’know, stranger danger and whatnot.’ 

‘Astarion, pleasure to meet you. And what’s yours lovely?’

‘Y/n.’ 

‘I can walk!’ Y/n quickly wrapped her hands around his neck when Astarion suddenly picked her up. One arm supporting her back and the other under her knees. ‘On an average day, I’m certain you can. But you’ve been stumbling and tripping over your own two feet, which I’m not surprised with the amount of blood loss you’ve experienced.’ 

‘Oh, don’t pout. Wouldn’t do it if it wasn’t absolutely necessary for your well-being.’ Astarion got caught up in thinking he almost missed the fact he had arrived back at camp. Questioning why he felt so protective of her. He assumes it because she reminded him of the own helplessness he felt under Cazador. He didn’t miss the way she flinched every time a patron bit into her flesh. Nor did he miss the pained sound that fell from her lips. One that told him she didn’t do the job out of pleasure.

Astarion rearranges the futon and cushions into a more comfortable setup for y/n to rest on. Rummaging for what first aid supplies he had stored, accustomed to mending his own injuries. Utilizing cotton swabs to wipe away the dried blood from the puncture marks. ‘Sorry, love. Trying to make this as painless as I can, promise.’ 

‘Can’t really do anything for the bruising.’ Astarion spoke, wiping his hands free of a salve akin to Neosporin. A white bandage taped to her neck after he had to gently swat her hand away from scratching.  ‘S’fine.’

‘Should probably get some sleep. Can talk more in the morning, whether you want to stay with me longer.'

‘Okay, g’night Astarion.’ He hoped y/n remembered their interactions thus far. He didn’t particularly care for rude awakenings. Deciding to keep watch over y/n as she slept. Enjoying the feeling of y/n cradled up to him, her head against his chest. Rubbing circles along her back where the shirt he’d leant bunched up. Astarion’s cold hand was the perfect contrast to her feverish skin. ‘Sweet dreams y/n.’ 

life cycle of a doomed elf

Experimenting with Maedhros' character design and how it changes as his mental health and self-image deteriorate. Young Maedhros is very very conscious of his appearance and how he presents himself, and that doesn't change in Beleriand: he puts great effort into re-shaping his image as a warrior. The distinction from his younger self is very deliberate. Maedhros isn't Prince Nelyafinwe Maitimo any more and doesn't want to pretend he is (that's partly why I headcanon him keeping his hair short post-Thangorodrim, among other reasons).

It's only after the Nirnaeth that Maedhros stops caring how other people see him, and from then on the deterioration in his mental state is rapid and obvious.

"I don't care what you do to me, but you're not laying a hand on this child."

gay people real!!! (click for better quality)

a very fun hunted hybrids au art collab with @linkito <3

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He curls up, just a little bit—his healthy leg pulls to his chest, while the injured one stays as still as his tremors allow. His head dips, and he’s still keeping his eyes tightly closed, as if that could help him wish all this away. As if that could help him pretend he’s not suggesting this—insisting on this.

“Scar, I can’t— You won’t be able to run from them, if you’re with me.” 

He’s saying, please, be reasonable. He’s saying, you should go. He’s saying, I care about you too much to drag you into the depths with me. 

He’s saying, please, I don’t want you to be in danger because of me. I don’t want you to hurt because of me. I don’t want you to die because of me. Please. Please, Scar. You need to go.

His heart beats  a contrary, frightened rhythm against his ribs: Please don’t leave me.

And a SFW verision of the commission for @xxhentaibootytomhardyblowme of chimera Falin just in case t/mblr decides to add a mature label to the original version for daring to show partial nip. And Live Shuro and Marcille Reaction

CATWS 10th Anniversary | April 1st » Prompts: Favourite Fight - Helicarrier Duel for @catws-anniversary

a loving homage to A Softer World and @asofteravenger

A-ma Longan, or Grandma Dragon-Eye

soooo i'm doing my own spin on giving Wukong a mama, so meet miss Dragon-Eye herself <3 Longan is a langur monkey who appeared in Huaguo one day centuries back, and found a spot for herself in one of the mountain's monkey troops. Given her considerable age and that she's been a mentor and a maternal figure to so many, she's earned a position of respect among the other langurs. François langurs are matriarchal and rear their children communally among the females, and males leave the troop before they are mature, so I imagine that someone needs to kick ass when the troop is in danger, and given the amount of demons we have around, that's gonna be her. Longan once attempted cultivation but ultimately gave up before reaching Huaguo, but what she's learned watching priests and monks doesn't go to waste. She's managed to keep peace among the monkeys as well as with most demons, and she does her best to keep all her loved ones healthy and safe. Sometimes that includes pacifying spirits and local gods, but that's just part of the job. She has a sort of will-they-won't-they Situationship with the mountain's tutelary deity (dijizhu) who I'll get to eventually. They work well together, having grown their own kind of affectionate sniping and ribbing over the centuries, and he can't complain finally receiving offerings and not being trampled by this or that demon as was the case before Longan came. i'm gonna come up with, way more ocs for this au of mine lmao including of course, giving Wukong a monkey big bro :3c

transcript of the image under the read more VVV

A-ma Longan, matriarch of the troop. Stern | Reclusive | Temperate | Dry - Droopy fur, red dye face paint, constant neutral or mellow expression, necklace made of stone pits. Can stand like a human when needed. - Known for having a deadpan sense of humor and not engaging with games like most, prefers to keep watch on trees and pacifying distraught land gods and rowdy demons. - Know human manners and medicine, basic language - Not native to Huaguo - Often takes a mentor role with other monkeys Maintains an uneasy peace with other demons, until Wukong befriends and allies with them

How would the three react if they hurt Y/N not enough for it to be permanent but they still need medical care (even if that to likely happen is very small accidents still can happen when you least expect it)?

Or

What would they do differently if on a mission Y/N was injured by the enemy in some sort of way either losing a limb, losing the ability to see anymore, or losing the ability to hear/talk?

The first question has already been answered here!

Ah! What a good question. Being disabled due to an unfortunate moment in combat is still a possibility as the Princess isn't made of metal like the other Assassins after all

Well, I'd like to imagine that the Assassins would be quick to remedy the situation through potions but should the damage become too much that they'll have to live with it is definitely a cause for worry. As one, the Princess is still living a double life and going home with an irreparable injury despite only telling the Majesties that they were "out on a walk" would cause a certain chaos in the Kingdom that will not allow you to step a single foot or strand of hair outside it anymore. And two, the Princess' cover being blown as an Assassin working with the Assassins specifically from the three's Kingdom could cause a dire outcome I can't state at the moment due to spoilers. If the Princess wasn't living a double life balancing royalty and assassination then I'm sure the Assassins would still bring the Princess along with them during missions. Ofc, they'd worry about your state but if you say and think you can handle it even with the loss of one or two body parts or abilities then they'll believe you. They'll give accommodations as per necessary too

But of course, in order to avoid aaaaaalllll of the tangled mess that can inflict due to you getting badly injured— they remain as vigilant as ever when they're working with you