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jack-o-phantom · 6 months
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He's miserable, I love it
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Different zoom in cuts below!
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I didn't have the motivation for full colour right now, but I love sketching his details and mangled look
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ghosts-and-glory · 1 month
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I started this like two months ago but finally got time to wrap it up. I love this stupid cat’s final form. Idk why this low key looks like a heavy metal album cover but it does.
I spent a many hours manually painting the gore just to cover most of it in shadows. And i have mixed feelings about the lettering
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doodle-with-alizard · 10 months
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Though I love hearing people's headcanons of Adam actually still being alive, I personally don't think he's ever coming back or is alive. Which I find adams corpse so sad and interesting. And I love drawing skeletons :)
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ravenmccookies · 4 months
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Made a drawing of my vamptrap based on that one post from @justladders about their vamptrap being feral while eating
Putting it under a cut bc it has a lot of gore. Like. He's ripping into some poor dude's guts
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✨️Girl dinnar🔥
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prinz-vassago · 11 months
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Trying to get myself ready for Art Fight before July 1st :,D If you remember his first ref you're an OG lol!
Freddie is one of my oldest Oc's, I wish I could draw him more often without hating every drawing.
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cloudninetonine · 5 months
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My depression is kicking my arse rn, like, at dangerous levels ouhgfofiu
So here's a little vent story <3 It is angst <3
If I don't feel better soon you're gonna get more angst posts
Warnings: Implied character death(s), implied child/teen death, descriptions of gore and implied fight with monsters, implied self sacrifice (???), description of missing limbs (arm and eye)
“...(na…me)?”
The pain was unbearable, your body broken and bloody on the sands of Hyrule shore as you stared at the endless expanse of midnight blue with dotted points of spatial beauties staring back at you. You could almost feel the pity, the sadness and the mourning all the way from down here, on an earth you didn’t quite know in a universe that wasn’t your own.
Shuffling sounded from your right, the sound of something heavy dragging through the sand slowly getting closer and closer until finally the presence was right next to your, a hand resting on your arm- well, what was left of your arm. That was gone, the stump bleeding profusely with the jagged chunk missing from your side that seeped the red onto the once pristine beach beneath you.
…you were so tired.
In so much pain.
…this was it, wasn’t it?
“...(name)...” The hand moved to grab your shoulder, dislocated from his position and painful as the person squeezed the area- you couldn’t blame him, you knew his body was probably just as broken as your own. “Are…are you…still- there?”
As much as you wanted to, you couldn’t turn your head- the pain from your neck was a dull thump in your throat but you knew it would be excruciating if you tried to move.
“Yeah…” You croaked, surprised but slightly happy you could still manage sound. “...can you…can you see me anymore?”
Wind sniffled; wobbly and scared, a normal reaction for the child he was.
A child…
His grandmother was probably so worried about him…
The sailor coughed. “They…they only took one eye…”
You choked on a sob, eyes watering. “An eye…?”
“...just one.”
Just one.
It was just one monster earlier. Then it was two, then three, then four, five, six- you counted 20 before you and Wind were finally overwhelmed, subjected to the unbearable torture that soon followed for what felt like hours after. You were sure the rest of the boys could probably hear your screams from miles away, probably heard the terror and the pleading as you begged for them to come and save you, rescue you from this horrid suffering.
…why weren’t they here?
Wind sniffed again, hacking a little right next to your ear- the feeling of liquid just grazing the shell as the young hero coughed up some blood.
“...I’m cold.”
A tear ran down your cheek. “...me too.”
You’d both lost too much blood.
It probably wouldn’t be long now…
The waves nearby crashed rhythmically against the sand in an almost hypnotic symphony that your ringing ears honed in on. White noise, calming and serene despite the aching agony that every last part of your felt, imagining yourself walking against the beach barefoot with the water just tickling your skin. The beach spanned on for forever, disappearing into the horizon as you continued to walk and walk without a destination. There was no need to think about the time passing as the sun began to set just off the coast, diving into the ocean and leaving a beautiful sunset that your eyes would memorise for all of eternity.
Wind grunted as he crawled a little closer, the feeling of his body burrowing into your less injured side a comfort in the isolating feeling that…death seemed to be bringing forth. His head was gentle to rest on your chest, curled into you like a child with it’s mother as they slept, your void arm trying to desperately wrap around him in an act to bring that feeling of reassurance.
…you instead moved your other to hold one of his hands, using as much strength as you could to interlock your fingers.
You could feel the warm blood drip, drip, drip, from his empty socket.
“...I’m tired.”
You slowly blinked towards the sky. “...me too…”
“...I don’t…think…the others are…coming…”
Your eyes blurred from your tears, running down your face like a gentle spring. “...yeah…”
The young boy sniffled once more, a silent teary hiccup leaving him. “...I’m gonna…gonna sleep…”
You tightened your fingers; Wind tightened his.
“....yeah me too, Link…”
The natural ambience was a nice thing to hear. The waves, the gentle breeze, the rustle of palm trees- you didn’t mind these sounds being the last things you heard. Natural and beautiful, like a lullaby sending you beyond, into the great unknown of death. It was calming. The frantic palpitations of your heart, fighting desperately to keep your battered body from buckling under the weight from all the pain, slowly falling into a more gentle pace that grew weaker and weaker with each passing second.
You glanced at the mess of blonde hair laying against you.
“...Link?...”
You could still feel his breaths, slow and weak against your chest, but you knew that wouldn’t last much longer.
You glanced back up at the sky, eyes moist from your uncontrollable crying- reflecting the ethereal glow of the stars from above.
“...Take me…”
Silence.
“...I know you can fucking hear me…” Anger was in your voice, mixed with desperation and fear. “...He’s already gone through enough…Let him live and take me…instead…I’ll go willingly…I won’t fight it…just don’t let him die….”
The stars blinked, something gold shot across the sky…A shooting star…
Your vision began to blur and darken, the world slowly moving further and further away as the exhaustion took over your entire being.
“...This is all…I’m asking…my only..prayer..
Let...Link...live…”
Fade to black.
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9e111 · 5 months
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DEVISER PODCAST SPOILERS
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sometimes a family is a fancy meat computer and his beloved uncanny son (+ a dog if you're lucky)
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So like….
Honestly I want more content of Tangle going apeshit over Whisper
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aquakat-draws · 4 months
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What was I on last night? No clue
Do I actually like this? Yes
(Ref pics by @draw-the-squad-like-this )
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necro-hamster · 5 months
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man the zombie apocalypse sure is tough on a feller !!!
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kermahillway · 10 months
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WE BRING YOU THE FINEST TREATS ONCE AGAIN. ME AND @olegianote BEEN WORKING HARD ON THIS LITTLE THING. MIGHT BE SUSPECT, MIGHT NOT BE. WHO KNOWS. ALL I KNOW IS, IM HOME FROM DENMARK AND WE FINNA PARTY LIKE PART ANIMALS!!
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ryeguns · 7 months
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MERRY HAPPY TIME
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finntheehumaneater · 4 months
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just out of curiosity…how many of you guys would be interested in a super realistic zombie apocalypse fic? It’ll have a happy ending by the way.
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willowthefoxxo · 3 months
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WOWIE
*TW/CW FOR HEAVY GORE/BLOOD, SH (FRESH), AND EYESTRAIN*
CHARACTER BELONGS TO @gooseworx
@jaxfromthatcircus I'M FINISHED!!
I have three different versions,which one do you think looks the best?
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randofics · 1 year
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Road kill Transformers headcannon
Heavy gore!!! Animal gore!!!
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I wrote about this topic in another post and figured I'd do an entire headcannon on it. Basically it's what the cybertronians would think of organic gore. Roadkill is an everyday example that they would run into.
HEAVY GORE UNDER CUT!!!
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Bay OP- He didn't really notice the small animal corpses on the side of the streets and roads at first. Sure he'd notice the odd bump at night driving along, or the rank smell that he'd occasionally drive through but he thought nothing of it. He had also seen animals crossing the roads but never close enough that he had a hard time stopping. However one rainy night when the fog was thick and the moon barely shown through the thick canopy of trees on either side of the road it happened.
He hadn't been going very fast but even still the impact was brutal. With his extreme weight and momentum the poor creature never stood a chance. When the deer jumped out onto the road she was merely a few feet from his grill. The nine ton bot rammed into the helpless animal killing her on impact. Blood spattered over his windshield and the lifeless body rolled under his tires scraping along his undercarriage and more blood coating the crome pipes and cables. He swerved off the road and into the ditch coming to a stop in the soaked dirt. He was stunned and not sure what to think he reversed swinging around on the slick asphalt and driving towards the mangled corpse. He stared at it for several minutes still conflicted with his feelings about the situation before transforming and gently collecting the brutalized animal in his servos. He walked into the woods and dug a hole for the body, gently laying it to rest as he'd seen the humans do with their dead. With his respects paid to the creature he walked back to the road transformed and returned to base.
As he drove into the well lit hangar gasps, wide eyes, and optics met him. Cornel Lennox ran up to him asking what had happened. After an explanation Lennox showed him to the bots wash station to clean him up.
BayBee- Bee being closer to road level had been one of the first introduced to roadkill. He had been driving with Sam when it happened. It was daytime and the city streets were littered with dead leaves. The squirrels were busy gathering food for winter and because of this they tended to get more bold when crossing the roads. He had been going 35mph at most when the little fur ball hopped into the road. It looked left then right trying to decide which way to run but by the time it chose it lept right into the path of bee's tire. Curses from the radio flooded the cab. It was an unpleasant feeling for him, and it took a few tire spins for the body to fall off his tire. He parked on the side of the street and Sam stepped out with a water bottle in hand. He nearly gagged when he saw the carnage on bee's tire. Bits of fur, fresh blood and pieces of flesh was stuck to the treads. He opened the bottle and did his best to wash everything off but he knew he'd have to wash Bee later. Bee and Sam never really spoke of the experience.
BayCross- Cross had a similar experience to Bee though his was of the featherd variety. Driving through a wooded rural area a bird flew low across the street in front of him hitting his grill and over his hood and windshield. It left feathers and blood in his grill and on his windshield. He didn't really know how to react so he just returned to base and hit the wash station.
TFP OP- Optimus was driving down a canyon road at night when it happened. A coyote ran across the road and was struck by his bumper. It was killed on impact and got sucked up into his front axel. The body got caught on corners of metal and was torn apart. Blood coated his wheels and undercarriage with fur and flesh stuck in the nooks and crannies. He'd been lucky enough to not have seen much organic gore yet only really seeing minor wounds on the kids and some more serious injuries on military personnel when he was working with them. But this was on another level entirely! Cybertronian gore was mechanical and jagged, the only similarity being liquid lifeblood. Organic gore was messy and flowing with almost no jagged edges. It seeped between his panels and plates like ichor, and became sticky like glue. The red lifeblood was warm still from the just living creature. There wasn't anything he could do except keep driving, so that's what he did. He came across a lake and drove right into it letting the impact and rushing liquid remove the bloody remnants of the animal. He transformed and roughly waded through the water to scrub off any stubborn specs. Once he was satisfied he returned to base. He never brought up the subject to anyone except Rachet.
TFP Bulkhead- after dropping miko off at base he had wanted to go for a late drive on his own. He was minding his own business when two pronghorns bounded over the road. The first one made the leap but the other wasn't so lucky. It smashed into the apex of his grill flipping and crashing through his windshield. It's neck was snapped and it's legs were badly mangled as it lay dead half inside his cabin. Blood dripped from its muzzle onto his seat, glass scattered across the seats and floor. He had to call arcee for help not wanting to get the kids involved in something so gorey. She pulled the mangled corpse free and lay it on the side of the road. When they returned to base he went straight to the wash station not letting miko see the blood on his seats. The kids did ask what happened and he told them the truth. He was slightly surprised when they nodded in understanding and left it at that.
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ssyoi · 3 months
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