#Headwound

[linecrosser]

the BodyguardAU makes a return!

[myfriendcallsmeasickwoman19]

Unforseen Casualty

@irathgo @smellofsnoww @luna-rein

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Keir did his assigned tasks while specific eyes kept their attention on him.

Mein, an old friend of his mother. She didn't look happy having him there but he didn't care for her right now. He turned his head away from her and kept working.

Another one of his projects. He could see the frustration in her eyes even though she kept a calm demeanor while giving orders.

He picked up a box, offloading another from the truck while keeping a defiant gaze on Mein.

She kept her eye on him until he disappeared into the large building.

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Keir's back slammed into the wall. He was just walking out of the warehouse to have his break when she grabbed him by the collar and pulled him aside.

"Leave," she ordered in a low tone.

He just stared at her with a slight look of annoyance.

"I will," he answered.

"When?" She demanded.

"When I'm done," Keir answered.

She dug his back deeper into the wall, he stared her down and didn't break eye contact.

"Now you listen here kid," she began in a threatening tone. "If you don't leave I'll…."

"What?" He interrupted her, "Tell on me?"

Mein grit her teeth but didn't answer him. They kept on with the staring match until he pulled her hand from his chest and she stepped back. She was seething.

"Don't get in the way," he told her and then walked away.

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Keir managed to get away from Mein's constant gaze and sneak away to do what he really needed to do. He put his plan in motion setting up tiny explosives in different areas, mainly the boxes and barrels.

He set things up and was half way done when he spotted something. One of the barrels was leaking out something that looked odd. He got closer and touched the substance. This isn't right.

He checked the others and the others.

"Shit," he cursed. Most of these were explosive. These guys aren't into this business. He wondered if the others knew, but still if there would be a change in products he would have known.

He needs to stop his own explosives or else this will be too big of a problem for him.

He ran to his but stopped when something caught his gaze. He blinked at the tiny bomb. That's not his. He gulped someone set the timer and he needed to get out.

He sprinted out, this was a set from the beginning someone else targeted them before he could.

He managed to get out of the building a considerable distance.

"Yo, Steve," someone called behind him, using his alias for the day. He was a younger guy that's been hanging around Keir for a while now and he was assigned to teach the kid about the job to make sure he doesn't mess up.

Keir turned back. The kid was looking in the building. He began running towards him. That place could blow any moment now.

The kid got inside.

Keir ran faster. He was getting close but the kid seemed to run outside the building too. He probably saw it.

Before he could do anything else he was thrown back by the force of the explosion. It knocked Keir against a wall so hard he hit his head and knocked him out immediately.

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When he woke up, there was a ringing in his ears and warm dust in his throat. Keir looked around the place, most of his vision was blurred but he could make out something orange and red dancing all around. It was hot and his head hurt. It was pounding making it hard for him to remember what he was doing before let alone figure out what happened. He felt something roll down the side of his head, he touched the back and it came out wet and sticky.

After a while the ringing stopped and he could somewhat see. His mind was still hazy and his balance was off. Because he managed to stand up but found it hard to stay up.

He heard a loud groaning like someone was in pain, Keir looked up. Then he remembered the kid got caught up in the explosion.

He tried to stand again it was hard but he got the hang of it somewhat. He moved closer stumbling towards the kid, getting close until someone grabbed him and began leading him away before he could even protest.

Keir let the stranger lead him, to be honest he was still a little confused and all this running is making him sick.

He yanked his arm away and knelt down holding his knees as he threw up.

When he was done the person placed a hand on his shoulder.

"You need to get out of here immediately," the person said.

Keir flicked their arm away and he stood up to look at whoever this was supposed to be.

Mein watched him as he failed to stand up straight let alone walk. He was covered in scratches and dark blood fell from the side of his head. His dark black hair was now grey from the ash.

"What are you doing here?" Keir demanded, there wasn't much power in his voice as he struggled to catch his breath.

"Saving your life you little brat." She responded. Mein took his wrist again "now let's go before you get yourself killed,"

"I can't leave," he protested, feeling more and more weak. "I need…. to…. go back…..for Jonathan,"

"Keir, if you…." She began but paused. Her eyes and mouth went wide as she looked down at the blood leaking from the boy's side.

"Keir," she said, looking up at him. "Keir you're injured,"

"What?" He looked down and saw the shard of glass lunged in his side. How didn't he see that let alone feel it? That explains why he's been feeling weaker and weaker.

Mein kept her eyes on the wound, not sure what to do.

Keir blinked at it too, getting sleepy the more he stayed standing there until he couldn't stay awake anymore and his eyes rolled back, his legs turning into jelly while he fell.

Mein caught him before he could hit the ground.

"Damn it kid," she cursed then began leading him to her car.

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The first thing he noticed as he began to wake up was the pain all over his body. Especially his side.

Keir cracked his eye open, he looked around, he doesn't recognize the place. He sat up slowly bitting back cries of pain.

Sitting up he could see the bandages around his stomach and he felt some around his head.

That explains the pain but whose place is this?

Most of the night before was mainly a blur but he could easily remember the explosion it wasn't him that set it and…. And… and the kid. The kid got caught in the explosion. He needed to get the kid some help.

Keir moved his legs slowly as he tried to get off the bed. He managed to get himself off the bed. Pulling on a loose shirt that was by the bed.

Then he moved out the bedroom, holding on to his side each time the pain was pulsing. He was more or less dragging himself along than walking.

He reached what looked to be the living room. No pictures to identify the owner but there was one. He moved closer to see and it was a picture of him when he a kid. He looked 14. That was when he was at his birthday at some Pizza restaurant with his moms and a few friends.

Keir stared at the picture for a little bit. Trying to figure out whoever the owner was. Cause they obviously know him.

He looked around again. It wasn't very big place but comfy. It's even smaller than James loft.

"You're awake," a woman's voice announced at the door.

Keir dropped the picture startled from Mein's sudden entrance. He looked at her and then looked at the broken picture frame.

"Sorry," he said as he tried to kneel down to pick up the pieces of glass.

"It's okay, leave it," Mein told him as she moved closer.

She bent down and began cleaning before he could. Well that was a good idea the wound hurt too much.

She finished picking the pieces up, she threw them in the small trash can by the side then brought out a broom.

"You brought me here?" Keir asked as she continued sweeping the tinnier pieces.

"Yes, you were hurt pretty bad. You don't remember?"

"A little," he answered.

"Yeah well you hit your head too." She brushed the dirt in a pan and then the tiny trash can.

"Your heads already messed up enough already,"

She took the broom back the headed back in.

"You shouldn't be out of bed Keir," Mein stated with a tired worried look on her face.

"I just have to find something out," he answered her.

"Can't it wait?" She asked.

"No,"

"Kid, you are in no shape to be moving." She motioned at his wounds. A fully visible bandage around his head and stomach. Some stitches and Band-Aids around his arm and face. "You shouldn't be moving, right, now."

"You don't understand," Keir argued.

"Make me,"

He hesitated, gritting his teeth.

"Well explain to me why you would set explosives and forget to run."

"That wasn't me," Keir let out.

Mein raised an eyebrow at the boy.

"What do you mean it wasn't you?"

"I mean I did set up explosives, but I didn't blow the place up." He cleared up. "Someone else did."

"What do you mean?" She asked again.

"I…. I don't know exactly but some kid got caught in it while looking for me."

"Jonathan?" Mein checked. She got off with some people about the incident and heard that only that kid got hurt and they didn't mention anything about Keir.

Keir turned to her. "Yeah, do you know what happened to him ? Is he alright?"

"I don't know exactly but he's in hospital and it doesn't sound too good."

"Oh…." He looked away, his shoulder slightly slumping. "It's my fault."

Mein shook her head. Then put her hand on his shoulder. He shivered slightly from her cold hand.

"You'll think about the kid later," she said. "Right now we need to focus on who set the explosives, if it wasn't you,"

"It wasn't me," he clarified.

"Alright I believe you."

He looked up at her not expecting her to actually listen.

"Also it wasn't your fault it was the person that set the explosives."

"But the kid was looking for me,"

"It's okay kid, it's okay you couldn't have controlled that one." Mein rubbed his back a little.

"But come on, you need to get back to bed. We'll continue this after you get some more rest."

She began leading him to the bedroom with a gentle hand. He let her. He was tired already and everything still hurt.

"You're a little wet," he said looking down at her clothes.

"I was washing your blood out of my car," she answered.

Mein helped him back in bed, he bit back a slight cry of pain.

He was laying down but it still hurt so much.

"I'll get something to help with that." She noticed the expression of pain across his face.

He didn't say anything but she left and came back, with a tiny medicine box. She pulled out a small bottle and syringe. She emptied the bottle's contents into the syringe.

"Give me your hand," she said and Keir just did as told.

Mein cleaned the area then injected the painkillers in.

"There we go." She said, pulling needle out.

"It's going to make you drowsy, so don't fight it."

He nodded, "thanks,"

"No need," she said and then checked his wound, "You're an annoyance but you're still Evren's kid."

The medicine was working and the pain was getting dull but he was also starting to feel sleepy.

Mein sat next to him, pulling her fingers through his dark hair. While he slowly began to fall asleep. His eyes finally closed and he was quiet.

He really has grown, she was sure Evren and Edna would love to see that he's still compassionate.

She kept stroking his hair as he slept for a little longer. Until she stopped and went to make him something for when he wakes up.

[youloveglassshards]

You ever get that feeling that you're being watched? Here's a head that will be at the show Friday next week. Come and lock eyes. It will show the end of existence to you. . . . #sculpture #head #headwound #acrylicpaint #woodsculpture #woodcarving #spooky #horror #ZOMBIE https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfsvg3SrG5h/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[ghoulysaphomet]

She met his eyes.

"was it worth it? was it worth your life?"

He didn't hesitate; "Yes"

She had expected that answer. She changed the question.

"was it worth your death?"

The raven looked on, taking in the picture of bones. A grave marked with the Corvus. She'd watched over him since that day.

He didn't say it. But she could tell, she could feel it. Flashes of bright green, scalpels, and burning cold in his soul.

He didn't say it. Still, she knew it.

"No"

Recently read the fic worth the war underneath my skin by @underforeversgrace got really inspired by it. This drawing doesn't have anything really to do with the fic it was just the inspiration! Fics still fkn dope tho and i recommend it lol

[mishapen-dear]

anyway if everyone turns out okay tomorrow because meta-wise you cant ban a bunch if people for not being fast enough- headcanon that dapper survived that explosion because bad threw himself over her and spread those fallen angel wings. they burned together. but theyre alive

[lordchickooon]

heads up for artistic nudity !! if you Dont wanna see that then enjoy the snippet :]

Anywayy I have, over the course of learning to draw people, fallen in love with drawing human figures and have finally allowed that to infect my pirate art... barbossa is my favorite muse forever and ever (sorry jack) but they are both immensely fun to draw together. also I cannot ever abstain from covering them in each other's blood. sorry </3

[adamantiline-blog]

beware the pipeline or whatever

[foxilayde]

Y’all! Look at what @lisazamanart just sent me…

The best thing to come out of my mailbox since the stimulus checks ong

The Nathan one in particular is so striking. I’m on the hunt for the perfect frame.

Anyway, if you aren’t following Lisa already, please do yourself a favor and check out her Instagram. She has done the most fabulous portraits of Oscar (professionally) and she’s so generous with her time and talents. Thank you, @lisazamanart 💚

[nagdabbit]

i have learned that todd is strong enough physically to carry me when i fall and actually injure myself, but not strong enough emotionally to not cry

[mycological-mariner]

Going back through my photos and I found pictures of 17 year old me dressed in full costume and makeup as Eddie from RHPS. And ngl, I’m impressed! I’m still very proud of that gruesome headwound (definitely upped the gore tbh) I made out of a glue stick and my mother’s makeup!! For a first try?? It’s pretty damn good!!! Hell yeah, little me! He is enjoying that gender so much. The sideburns are something else. The contouring might have been subtler but it’s RHPS. No subtle. Only camp.

[starjunco]

Day 29: Failure (Ao3)

Same story as Days 24, 26, 27, and 28. Prequel to Day 26.

TW: Heights, head wounds

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Glauca threw the kukri to the side, perhaps a little harder than he intended. He didn’t wince when the kukri hit the metal pillar followed a millisecond later by Nyx. Didn’t wince on the outside that is. He didn’t actually want to kill the man -- he just needed him out of his way.

Come on, get up. He thought as he stalked over to the prone form, but Nyx wasn’t moving. He was still breathing, but that was it. Blood flowed liberally from the side of his head.

Glauca sighed. Idiot.

The ship shook violently as a series of explosions began in the aft. Glauca reached down and stuck Nyx’s kukris in his sheathes before picking him up and tossing him over his shoulder.

The armor’s jets made navigating the ship quick and easy, even as it jerked and listed. He went up, aiming for the dropship hanger on the top of the craft. It quickly became a mute point as the vessel began to crack and break around him.

He hovered in the thin air near the descending wreck and took out a potion from armiger. He cracked it over Nyx’s skull and the man began to stir.

Now’s the chance to prove you’re as good as everyone thinks you are, Glauca thought.

Then he dropped him.

[springon1on]

found shiv & roman twins 4ever at the yoshitomo nara exhibition

[finncakes]

Loved you ashrym thoughts, I’ve gotten the exact same readings from them! What still plagues me is Orym smelling Ashton after they went to visit Milo!! And then Ashton trying to smell him back! (Ep 17) Also Orym’s little “wow” at Ashton carrying the statue.

hell yes, i'm glad!

also THEY WHAT. completely forgot abt/missed that?? i'll keep an ear out while i relisten to it cause i want context to that. (but tbf i also missed orym putting a flower in dorian's hair and was so confused with the fanart of it like "wait when did that happen…huh") and yes! love his lil "wow." i love orym being impressed with ashton's strength ^^ (also loved "you'd just look......badass." those are the only two moments where i was side-eyeing orym a lil.)

[courtchip]

is there... a list... of all matches punk bled in ??

[bittwitchy]

[goblinfungi]

man on a mission (in 7 acts)