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JASON X!
LAST PIC IN SET DONE WITH A MOUSE CUS MY HAND WAS FUCKED UP FOR A MINUTE THERE.
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(Reupload)
Like day and night
#csm#chainsaw man#asa mitaka#guro#yoru#disfigurement#gore#horrorosarts#i went back to fix a few things i didnt like
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Doctor Doom by Carlos Magno and Espen Grundetjern. From 2021's Kang the Conqueror Vol.1 #3 (by Collin Kelly & Jackson Lanzing).
#doctor doom#carlos magno#kang#victor von doom#king of latveria#time traveler#marvel greatest villain#richards !#rivalry#fantastic four#first family#stan lee#jack Kirby#disfigurement#disfigured#the man in the iron mask#latveria#dr doom#armor#regal#it's good to be king#bad#cape#badass#magician#scientist#big ego#hubris#bad guy#dictator
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would anyone like some hsr horror au :3?
#sincere don't look#tw body horror#tw eyes#tw disfigured faces#tw disfigurement#body horror#eyes#disfigurement#disfigured faces#sunday#hsr#hsr sunday#honkai star rail#horror au#hsr horror au#hsr spoilers#hsr 2.1 spoilers#cw hsr spoilers
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Minoru & Yasashiku
commission for @drew-kaeaskavi
#original character#commissioned work#my art#scarring#disfigurement#(It's only drawn but adding those in case someone could be bothered by it )
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I’m also only just realizing that I never posted Vitali here. My bad rep warrior, my problematic worstie, Vitali Volkov. Heir to a majority werewolf offshoot of the Bratva run by her father. She and Miron are my girlfriend’s bad guys. Which is saying something because her guys are also very bad guys. Maybe worse. In some ways. Anyways you can’t fix this one so don’t even try.
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Abandoned at birth, Oswald Cobblepot has lived a life of derision and fear, with an expression of fear an disguist plastered onto those who look upon him. Despite this, Oswald managed to make his way in society, becoming the criminal owner of the Iceburg, where he conducts most of his illegal activites. However, beware to any who attempt to oppose him, or even worse, refer to him by his nickname, otherwise the Penguin will make sure you never leave the room alive.
#hero forge#Oswald Cobblepot#The Penguin#disfigurement#cane#top hat#sword#DC#gotham#batman#villain#supervillain#gangster#Iceburg
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I want you to give me scars, or better yet, take pieces from me that I’ll never get back. Take things that force me to stretch myself thin to cover the gaps until I’m wound tight.
#johnny slaughter#do that to me please#johnny slaughter x reader#gore posting#cw: gore#scarring#disfigurement#ethan landry#ethan landry x reader#jack champion x reader#zed necrodopolis x reader
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Stack The Deck - PART 6
CW: hand gore, broken bones, violence, passing out, emeto warning, torture
PART 5 ⇽ [Masterlist] ⇾ PART 7
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With the fifth blow, he finally came to.
Fighting through the wild ocean drumming inside his skull, he felt white-hot pain creeping up his arm, unknown in his source. As he tried to pull his hand towards him, dizzy with nausea and not sober enough to realize what was happening to him, the pain only started to multiply.
With every second that passed, hundreds and thousands of tiny needles made his nerves mewl in chaos. The signals normally designed to keep him safe and alert ran rampant up to his neck and directly behind his eyes; dragging and dragging to no avail, his hand stayed wrenched against the table.
"Just one more..." a voice at the end of the storm spoke, soft words accompanied by a sickening crack just beside him.
As the steel met flesh again, the world went blinding white.
If he were able to hear his own screams, he would have noticed his scarf slipping back against his palate, the awfully familiar threat of choking came to his mind. Helpless to any of it, the pain rutted itself deeper into his insides, spreading throughout his whole body.
Even as he finally managed to rip his limb protectively to his chest, the despair kept on building.
Blooming itches crept up and down the limbs, a primal attempt to push out as much pain as possible. His heartbeat frantically pressing against the hand on his chest, which started to feel more like a liquid; flowing through itself and back down his forearm, it became dangerously shapeless, numb at the places where skin split to let agony flow freely to the outside.
What did I do? I haven't… I wasn't...
A face became visible behind the white fog clouding his vision. Morris called out to him, pushing the squirming form back into the chair and held him in place.
He did this.
The fog, a presence he was too familiar with by now, gave room for just one single thought.
He did this to me.
Elliot had never seen him so nervous, quickly talking to him but keeping an even level to eye him thoroughly. He must have knelt down to continue his gibberish. His face had gone rosy again, eyes bulging out of their sockets to underline his panicked expression.
"-ve to take a picture. I fix you right up, okay?"
Snatching back control over his body, Elliot used the fading shock to bring his head forward, smashing it against Morris' nose. Instantly, the pressure on his chest faded away and without thinking any further, he jumped up to get as far away as possible.
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Morris snapped back quickly after Elliot, obviously confused and semiconscious, pressed his forehead uncomfortably harsh against the other's face. It didn't even hurt, Morris was too agitated himself to react in any other way.
The wild expression in his captive's eyes was surrounded by a light splatter of red. Somehow, his method of choice must have spread the escaped blood all over its surroundings.
With a kick to the bound legs, useful for once as a point of contact, Morris simply knocked him down to the floor again to curb any kind of escape attempt.
He should have stayed asleep, that's all he tried to achieve with this theater, but nothing seemed to go as planned anymore.
As he laid on the carpet, still cradling his left hand and utterly lost in painful shivers, Morris quickly used his opportunity to grab him by the ankles.
He couldn't work like that.
Elliot had gone slack again, staring up at the ceiling with watery eyes so raw around the edges, it looked like they too were about to stain him red.
Pulling him through the threshold, Morris managed to get them both settled onto the bathroom floor, ripping fingers away from the protective grasp and fixed them quickly onto the once white tiles.
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He remembered everything now. The car, the alley, even the fight that followed shortly after - like time was turned back to the biggest mistake of his life, to give him another chance. He would make use of it.
Spurred by his new will to survive, Elliot let his free hand grab up into Morris hair, nails digging into the soft scalp and twisting the head away from his mauled side.
Both their breathing went rapid now, but Morris still had the upper hand. His knee connected painfully with Elliot's stomach, threatening to cause even more damage than intended. Taking advantage of his loose grip, his right arm was ripped to the floor and kept in a tight squeeze under Morris' knee.
"Don't make me do this, Elliot!"
Never even thinking about stopping his struggle, Morris looked down at his captive horrified, nearly apologetic, as he pushed the fingers apart with his own. Trapped in violent hand holding, the man above let his body weight shift onto the vice-like grip, thus leaning directly into the abused flesh.
Unable to keep himself together anymore, the agony took over his higher brain functions with a high-pitched wail. Pushing the cursed scarf out of his mouth through a simple retch, everything his stomach could handle during the day just emptied itself onto the bathroom floor, to find its place within blood and tears.
A broken yelp slipped through the room, as Elliot let go of all consciousness; escaping his torture after all.
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He should have never done this alone, how stupid could he be? The mashed appendage on the bathroom floor let its blood pool freely, teared skin ripped open to reveal thin bones underneath, visible for anyone who would watch.
"Fucking hell!" Morris murmured to himself, taking a good look at the surrounding damage.
The tremors ripping through Elliot didn't seem to halt for even a second, though his eyes were half-closed and staring blankly into the void.
It was better that way, gave him more time for clean-up. Grabbing the first aid kit from his bag, he nearly forgot about the photo until the antiseptic fell out of his shaky grasp.
He needed to calm himself, immediately. A voice deep inside forbade him to leave his little bane on the ground like that, between piss stains and vomit. He tended to underestimate the risk of infection when it came to this house.
Snapping some quick close-ups of the mess Elliot caused him to inflict, Morris could finally get back to damage control.
If Amber wouldn't answer now, what would be had left as an alternative? He didn't plan anything after this point, frankly, not even after he got Elliot to the house.
His gaze stayed fixed onto the man's face: The horror of the last minutes, or day maybe, was etched into his features. Old and new bloodstains finding each other to blend seamlessly into his clothes and hair.
Morris would not resent him for this, he wasn't erratic enough to expect a man just to sit and take it.
Not knowing what else to do, he started to pour the disinfectant over the open gashes, thinned crimson seeping into the grout.
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Thanks for reading 🤍 [Febuwhump 2023 Masterlist]
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#whump#whumpblr#creative writing#whump community#whump drabble#febuwhump#febuwhump2023#febuwhumpday21#gore#fingore#broken bones#emeto tw#throwing up#disfigurement#torture#fighting#violence#carewhumper#morris gets lima syndrome?!#regretful whumper#defiant whumpee#reluctant whumper#stack the deck
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For Your Consideration. A reason Teldryn Sero is so opposed to wearing any headgear that doesn't fully cover his face- Corprus scarring/disfigurement. (Works best with a Nerevarine!Teldryn headcanon)
After all, recognizable corpus scarring on a person who didn't "ascend" to House Dagoth yet didn't go absolutely bonkers is surefire proof that they've been cured à la Dirvayth Fyr. Which, as far as we know, is only the Nerevarine.
#my art#pencil#drawn by me#tesblr#tes#the elder scrolls#skyrim#morrowind#sexyman#teldryn sero#dunmer#nerevarine#pencil scratchings#gonna make that a tag#disfigurement#scarring
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TW: disfigurement, implied accident
Someone becomes close with a friend over the internet. They do voice calls and messages constantly and send each other gifts all the time but their friend is not comfortable with video calls. One day though, said friend finally plucks up the courage to meet in person. Only, the moment they see them they can’t help think… is that… no, it can’t be… they’ve totally seen that disfigured face on the news. You know… before it was healed.
(Sorry I’m almost two days late posting. This week has been hectic what with my colleague retiring and taking decades of knowledge with him)
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1992's Namor the Sub-Mariner Vol.1 #31 page 1 by artist Jae Lee.
#doctor doom#jae lee#namor the sub mariner#john byrne#namor#sub mariner#1992#90's#90s#1990s#early 90s#stunning#badass#great villain#dr doom#latveria#king#mad scientist#wizard#disfigurement#the man behind the iron mask#iron mask#ruler#despot#dictator#big bad#marvel#marvel comics#grunge#image era
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These the first try ons on both me and Caoimhe to see what it looked like and different sized heads. It reminds me of a rhino or those rhino beetles.
I then decided to stain it to give it a fleshy feel and give it some dimension. I added the braided ropes to fasten and the coat hanger hooks to hook it into my mouth the physically distort my features.
It was pretty uncomfortable which was intentional as a physical representation of the mental anguish associated with hiding yourself and being ashamed of how you look. Now with the almost flesh like look to it, it reminded me of the clickers, a zombie like creature from the Last of Us games.
#disfigurement#portrait#distortion#mentalhealth#sculpture#wearable art#crochet#crocheting#creature#mask#manipulation
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A picture of Severus in his late twenties, taken by Moody during a weekend at Moody’s cottage in the country. Severus was trying to do his daily exercises (Healer’s orders!) with that “ridiculous thing” (it being the gym ball!) when Moody took the picture. Severus was not amused.
This is a fanart I made for my fic The monster and the magical toys shop for which the last chapter has just been published! Severus is heavily disfigured in it, here is the description:
The right side of his face was so scarred, it looked like it had melted somehow. The eye was missing and the empty eye socket deformed by the scarring. Weird little tendrils seemed to spider from where the eye should have been, confirming that the scarring was definitely from some very dark magic. It was… horrible, and a little scary to look at. It didn’t look like a human face. (...) He was dark-haired except for a few neatly defined white streaks that seemed out of place on someone that young.
Be gentle with me, I’m not an artist and this was hard!
#severus snape#snape#snapedom#hp fanart#snart#my fic#monster#my art#apparently XD#it's so weird that monster is now complete#I don't know if I'm happy or sad!#and yes#some people think the bulge is not pronounced enough... my skills are not enough for it okay?#forgive me#you know who you are#disfigurement#injuries#let me know if you want me to tag this something else?
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Dime Detective Magazine - January 1936 // Cover by Walter Baumhofer
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#Walter Baumhofer#dime detective magazine#pulp fiction#pulp#pulp magazine#pulp art#pulp cover#pulp cover art#cover art#damsel#branding#disfigure#disfigurement#raven
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