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batwynn · 3 months

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Don’t speak of the other side till you’re there.

#loki #norse mythology #Norse myth Loki #vent art #stitched lips #trials of Loki #tw: blood #tw: body horror #don’t jinx it #something something #when you cut the thread from your lips #cut your hair #rebecome #and smile though it aches

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gyro-draws-stuff · 8 months

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Head still empty. These lips are sealed.

#man idk wtf I'm talking about #it's been a long day and I haven't had a single thought in the last couple hours #lips #stitches #stitched lips #other stuff #blood tw #Goretober 2023

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steddieas-shegoes · 2 months

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cw: mentions of scarring, canon-typical violence, flashback (not graphic), minor body horror (again, not graphic, mostly just emotional feelings about scars)

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Everyone gave him weird looks when they walked in, quickly schooling their features when they noticed he was awake and watching them.

He didn’t know exactly what that was about.

They had him on a lot of good drugs.

But eventually he got weaned off them, and he noticed the pull of bandages on his side, and his arm, and his neck, and his face.

He was still unable to get out of bed. Still couldn’t even reach his arms above his chest for more than a few seconds.

But he damn sure reached up to feel the cloth and plastic surrounding his cheek. How had he not noticed for days? How had no one bothered him about it?

Maybe they had and he just didn’t notice. The morphine was one hell of a drug.

Wayne was soft, patient with him. Saw him touching it, saw the way his eyes filled with tears. He’d never been particularly vain, hadn’t cared much about what he looked like to others, but this felt bigger than that. This felt like he was changed in a way that everyone could see.

Add it to the list of things people could bully him for.

He cried himself to sleep, Wayne’s hand in his, silently comforting in the way he’d always done.

When he woke up again the next morning, he was alone.

It was the first time he’d been alone since the boathouse.

He could swear he heard bats outside his door, screams coming from the attached bathroom, flashes of someone dying on the ceiling.

He felt the sharp sting of teeth puncturing his skin.

He felt hopelessness creep into his bones as he gave in.

Maybe this time they would finish the job.

“Eddie!”

Steve Harrington’s voice broke through the thoughts, panicked enough to bring Eddie back to his hospital bed within a second of hearing it.

“Shit, are you okay?” He continued, hand brushing against Eddie’s bandaged cheek.

Eddie nodded once, closed his eyes, leaned into the touch.

He could blame it on any number of things if Steve felt weird about it. The morphine, the flashback, the loneliness.

“You’re okay, Eddie. I promise. Won’t let anything happen to you,” Steve whispered.

Eddie believed him.

He fell back asleep with Steve’s hand gently cupping the mangled side of his face.

If Steve could still touch him there, then maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.

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Steve came by every day, sometimes in the early morning, before visiting hours officially started, sometimes well after Wayne had left to get some sleep. He always smiled when he walked in, a genuine one, not the one everyone else gave that was so fully of pity and pain he couldn’t bear to make eye contact. He sat down on the side of the bed, not the chair like everyone else, not scared to be close.

And every single day, without fail, he would run his finger along the edge of Eddie’s bandage on his face, watching his own movements and cataloging any changes.

Eddie sat quietly, still, scared to put words to anything happening. Scared to tell Steve what it meant to him to have someone acknowledge his pain in this way. Scared to think Steve could mean anything by it.

It was easy to pretend Steve was doing this because he cared.

Maybe he did care.

But he didn’t care the way Eddie wanted him to, needed him to.

So he stayed quiet, still.

He watched.

He fell asleep while Steve talked about his day, the kids, what Joyce made Hopper do around the house.

He woke up alone most days, but that was okay, because Steve would be there eventually.

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“You ready to get that thing off?” Wayne asked, gesturing to the bandage.

“Oh. Today?” Eddie suddenly didn’t want to ever be without the bandage. Removing it meant he’d see what was under it.

It meant seeing how much that place had ruined him.

The pull of the stitches hadn’t been as obvious with the pull of the bandage masking it.

But now it’s all he felt.

The nurse smiled at him as she put some antibiotic cream over the area, saying he would probably still have to keep it extra clean for the next week or so while the stitches did their job.

Wayne smiled at him in the way that meant he didn’t really want to smile at all, but knew Eddie needed him to.

Steve didn’t come.

Eddie didn’t sleep.

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He woke up with panic in his chest and a silent scream in his throat.

He woke up with Steve’s hand on his face.

Gentle, soft, but a strong comfort.

“Promise I washed them first. They said we have to be careful about germs,” Steve said quietly.

“You don’t have to. I know it’s…it’s gross. It’s ugly. I’m ugly.”

Steve shook his head. “No. Not gross. Not ugly. Alive.”

“Steve-“

“You’re alive, Eddie. You could have your entire face held together by staples and you would still be a miracle. You’d still be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

Well, Steve’s charm wasn’t an exaggeration, was it?

He wasn’t even sure if the skin barely pulled together could blush anymore, or if the heat that should be on his cheek was burning on the outside the way it felt like it was on the inside.

“It’s gonna be awful when it heals. I saw it in the mirror.” Eddie could feel every stitch in his jaw, the few that spread across the corner of his mouth and bottom lip, the ones that were nearly up to his ear. “I’ll always have a crooked face. The scar will always be huge. It’s all anyone will see.”

“Then they aren’t looking.”

Eddie bit his lip, eyes searching Steve’s. “But you are.”

“No. I’m seeing. There’s a difference. I see you. I see what you’ve survived. I see the mark it left on you. I know it wasn’t just the scars that cover your skin.” Steve leaned his head down, touching Eddie’s forehead with his own. “We all have them. And we’re all still here. Your heart’s beating. That’s all that matters to me.”

“Who knew you were so good with words?” Eddie smiled sadly.

“Robin says I’m just good at not having a filter.”

“She’s right as always.” Eddie wrapped his fingers around Steve’s wrist, turning as slowly as he could to kiss his palm. “You’re not scared of it.”

“No. Are you?”

“I’m scared that you’ll change your mind when it’s always there as a reminder of what happened.”

Steve kissed his nose, making him smile for the first time in what felt like years.

“I’ll have the reminder that I got you out of there. That no matter what, the bats couldn’t finish the job. That you were stronger and you made it.” Steve let his hand drop, but quickly laced his fingers with Eddie’s. “I know it’s a lot to ask of you to trust me, but will you? For today?”

“Just today?”

“I’ll ask again tomorrow.”

“And what? Every day after that?”

Steve smirked.

His eyes were glistening with tears, but Eddie could tell it wasn’t sadness or fear.

“If that’s what I have to do.”

They hadn’t even talked about feelings, not really. Nothing that made any sense to Eddie, nothing that they could define. A part of Eddie was still convinced he was in a coma and dreaming this entire conversation up.

But even the nurse had noticed the way Steve watched him, how he touched him, how he fought for him. She said he’d been a firecracker from the moment he carried him into the hospital, dripping blood on the tile, staining the halls with his demands for help.

Wayne said he barely left his side the first day, only doing so when the doctors had told him they would call the cops if he didn’t.

Erica even noticed how things had changed between them, stating that she refused to watch her babysitter and the only DM she had respect for make out.

But Steve held Eddie, made him feel like he could get out of the hospital bed and live a life that wouldn’t keep him running. Steve was there.

Steve might even love him. If not now, then some day.

And Eddie could trust him today.

He could probably trust him tomorrow.

“Kiss me?” Eddie probably shouldn’t. The stitches tugged when he talked, and another mouth anywhere near his wounds was just asking for an infection.

But Steve would be careful. He knew what Eddie could handle.

It was barely a kiss. A graze of the lips at most.

But it was the best kiss Eddie had ever had.

At least until tomorrow.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #drabble #yall I am having thoughts about Eddie with a very large face scar and it led to this #I know people have drawn stuff before but I’m #I mean like what I am thinking is from his bottom lip across his entire jaw #to his ear and then down his neck #and it’s not remotely even or straight #very jagged when it heals because they weren’t really aiming for stitching it straight they just wanted to get it closed #also a firm believer that Steve has no filter at all and is SO GOOD at romantic declarations because of it #like he doesn’t edit anything #if he loves you you’ll know because he says I love you in all words except those at first #anyways wrote this during dessert for my besties birthday dinner so #not checking for typos hope there aren’t any lmao #if my phone autocorrected she’s probably wrong

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betzgi · 4 months

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Finally finished that scene 😮‍💨

Started last year and took a loooong break from it till now…I‘m glad I brought it to an end

My comic from last year „Forbidden Friendship“ gave me the idea to actually animate this small part

#toothless #grogu #stitch #ohana #httyd #the mandalorian #lilo and stitch #animation #animated #no toothless is not gonna eat grogu #he is liking his lips because he just puked up some fish #bye grogu XD

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probably-bad-idea · 3 months

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Ok so theory time

In the beginning of Frankenstein, Victor says he made the creatures limbs perfectly proportional and that he was perfect, the only thing that was "wrong" with him was his eyes

But now I'm at the end and Walton says that the creature is horribly disproportionate and that his hands resemble a mummy

Could that mean that while Victor did make life, the corpse parts are still decomposing so Adam has become more and more monstrous as the years have passed?

Like.... the creature decays unbelievably fast and Victor just gets worse in health making them weirdly mirror each other with how their mutual hatred is literally consuming them and ruining their respective lives

#It's how I'm interpreting it as #It's weird how Victor and Walton specifically mention his proportions and hands #And considering Adam's black lips then that means that some parts of him were already on the bloating stage #So it makes sense that after three years of being exposed to the elements would lax the stitches and fuck up some parts of him #Am I reading too much into it? Maybe #Do I care? No #frankenstein #victor frankenstein #frankenstein's creature

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pinkmirth · 6 months

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want him to initiate me into his cult with the most back-breaking, futon-flattening sex . . .

#back on my suguru bullshit mhmmm #don’t mind then stitches . . that’s my man right there and nobody else . . .#completely ignoring kenjaku. he is nothing. THAT is my husband though ><#look at those lips! those pretty eyes! mmmm #(rambles!)#(jjk!)#❥ suguru!#geto suguru

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fla-t-line · 2 years

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Following my own prompts for #whumptober2022

Day 3: Stitches

#loki lips sewn shut #art #myart #loki fanart #loki #loki laufeyson #thor odinson #marvel fanart #marvel #mcu #mcu loki #whumptober2022 #whump art #whumptober #stitches

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frnkiebby · 6 months

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fucking gorgeous~🎃

#stitches is one of my fucking faves #frnk can be my setting sun #light of my life #less drowned rat in this one #sweaty frankie day #ilhsm #thank god for lip reading lmfao #or is it just that i know every word to that song and there’s a stomachaches piece on the wall #it’s both #frank iero #frnkiebby #mcr5 #mcr #mcrmy #frnkiero #frnkie #my chemical romance #my chem #frnk iero andthe cellabration

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voodooya · 6 months

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Throw back to that time I spent weeks drawing Stitch.

I'm a Creep I'm a Weirdo 🖤

#stitch #alien #tumblr draw #drawing #graphite art #artistlife #this took so much time #beauty in darkness #goth #dark beauty #dark art #gothic #emo #emo kid #voodoo on her lips #voodooya #im a creep im a weirdo #radiohead

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andy-clutterbuck · 1 year

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straykidsholicleigh · 26 days

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okay just shut up, SHUT UP! IM SO SICK OF YOU STUPID ASS FUCKING ANONS!

no, i am not leaving the fandom for one fucking song! its not happening! ive been with these boys for 5 fucking years and im tired of u anons pressing me to abandon the fandom, i am NOT doing that. "but Palestine, but Palestine" yes, i read the fucking news, i know what's going on in that country but its not skz's fault, its JYPS! their idol's, its not like they walzed into his office like "yo, let's collab with Charlie Puth" this shit doesn't work like that in kpop. idols can't make decisions, its the company that does.

im staying in this fandom, im continuing to write for skz bcs i love them, i find comfort in them. they r my boys and im not abandoning them for one stupid fault of JYP.

so stop it.

#leigh rambles... ♡.#first of all im injured and y'all are going ahead and making me mad?#i cant even talk bcs of my lip stitches and i want to scream with how frustrating all this is #leave me tf alone?#i love my boys and i will continue to support them until they disband and beyond #this is breaking my heart #honestly #just stfu #im done with u anons

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teex · 7 months

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DAL @ CGY 11.01.23

#mason marchment #tyler seguin #nhl #2791 #oyb gifs #dallas stars #who is going to write about tyler kissing mush while he has those stitches under his lip???

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misfit-among-the-angels · 5 months

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I would never be one of them. I knew that now. I was alone. I would always be alone. I'd learnt my lesson for good, this time.

The Gospel of Loki

#Loki #The Gospel of Loki #Norse mythology #Norse myths #Poor Loki #It's about when his lips where stitched together by a dwarf because he lost bet #But gods i feel this too deeply

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kitticula · 22 days

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healing from brain damage is definitely the worst injury ive ever had to heal from so far 😞 this shit is so difficult yall

#tiny bit of my long med history for context:#i have broken my collarbone #i have had my face mauled by a dog where i had to Literally Physically tear it off my face #it locked its jaw around my nose and upper lip #i got like 10 stitches and they had to super glue my nose back together #but uhhhhhh #i got a concussion as a kid that went untreated because our healthcare system is so underfunded and understaffed #and that turned into what the doctors call ''functional nausea and vomiting disorder''#then on monday i got another concussion at work #and holy shit.#second-impact syndrome is a BITCH #im in so much pain if i use my brain at all #hey other dissociative people: you've dissociated from your body but have you ever had to dissociate from your brain?#or is this what being forcefully locked at the front and locked out of headspace feels like?#i think this might be worse though because i cant think at allllllllllllllllllllll #i get delirious if i try 😔#this is so hard #i sobbed in the shower over it for like 30 minutes today lol #i had to sit down in the middle of my shower and it was so hard yall #im trying to hard not to spiral #being vulnerable and putting this on my main instead of hiding it on one of my many many sideblogs #(jsyk if youve read this far then youre allowed to ask me what my active sideblogs are. dms and asks are open)#(@queerlyneurotic is one of my vents and where i usually put sad shit. you get a freebie for reading this.)

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forgotten-daydreamer · 4 months

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me: *subjects the characters to the worst shit humanly possible and still makes the pull through*

also me when my lips are slightly chapped and I can't find my lip balm anywhere:

#tim drake: you had my brother reset my tibia and stitch an artery without anaesthesia #me: ok but have you ever had chapped lips #which- yes because i think i wrote “chapped lips” in the chapter omfg #batfam febuwhump 2024 #batfamily

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glitchingicarus · 27 days

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Dollmaker's Weave

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I realized I drew this back in February and then just.... never posted it anywhere. I've been drawing a lot it but not really posting much, so sorry for that. Anyway I'm very proud of this piece, where I sort of revisited an idea/piece from college.

#original characters #Dollmaker #dolls #magic #stitched up lips #rae's doodles #digital art #illustrations #can you find all the easter eggs referencing my DnD character Quet that I hid in this?

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