#accidental self harm

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

I know Sun has a bad habit of pulling his rays, has he ever accidently torn one? Can he even tear them that easily?

Sadly he has, during really bad fits of anxiety...

And they don't tear easily.

Don't worry though, they heal and leave no scars. And Moon is always there to comfort him.

[lazywolf177117]

do the fluffy dragons have any big fears? if so, what are some?

They do :D

Moon has aquaphobia, so whenever he is close to any large body of water like a river, he needs to have sun by his side to avoid spiraling into a panic attack. He is also scared of hurting anyone he cares about since he is a "monster", but I'd say his biggest fear is to lose his sunshine

And for sun he gets really anxious whenever another dragon (that isn't moon) is around, or when he sees any sort of weapon, but the thing he is scared of the most is of his loved ones getting injured because of him, and his "defects"

Angsty drawings inspired by this ask that I shall provide no context for under the cut :)

Tw: panic attack, self harm

(don't know if these apply but I'm putting them here anyway :b)

[sergeantsporks]

Autistic Hunter Week Day 2: Stimming/Fidgeting

@spinaroos-47

“Heeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, Huuuuuuuuuuuunter!”

Hunter eyed Gus as he sidled up, holding his hands behind his back. “Hey? What do you have?”

“Remember a couple of weeks ago, when we went to the library? And there was that book series you liked, but they were missing the third book, and you didn’t want to skip ahead?”

“Yes?”

Gus whipped his hands out from behind his back, and Hunter flinched before he saw the book Gus was holding up. “Tadaaaaaaaaaa!”

Hunter’s ears wiggled up and down of their own accord when he saw the familiar artstyle and font of the front cover, and he snatched it out of Gus’ hands. “Yes! Amazing! I can finally…” He clutched the book to his chest. “Where did you get it?!”

“The library. Luz helped me reserve it, so they gave it right to us when they got it back!”

“Thank you, Gus!” Hunter held his hand out for a fist bump before bolting to the couch, curling up in the corner, his fingers tapping on the hard cover before he flipped it open. He absentmindedly put his hand to his mouth, chewing on the tip of his gloves and turning pages with his other hand.

Where are they going…?

A sneak attack and a kidnapping made him bite down on his glove, hard, accidentally nipping his own finger. “Ow.” He shook his hand, then went back to reading, his hand slowly drifting back up and his glove resuming its position between his teeth.

“Whatcha got there?” Luz asked as she walked behind him.

“Mmm,” he answered, tugging on the glove with his teeth, “Book,” he mumbled around the leather.

“The one Gus reserved?”

He flapped his free hand at her. “Shhhhh the main character just got kidnapped.”

She plunked her elbows down on the back of the couch, reading over his shoulder as the heroine made a new friend, and finally made an escape with the help of her friends, bolting for the way home. He chewed more desperately on his glove then bit down, shaking his head and pulling against the leather as one of her friends fell back, promising he’d be alright.

“Mmmmmmmmm…”

“Upsetting?”

He spit the glove out long enough to reply “No, exciting, I want to finish” before the glove went past his front teeth and his molars ground against the fabric.

His other friends passed by, wandering in and out, and eventually someone flicked the light on as the sun started to go down. Hunter mumbled a thanks as he came close to the end of the book, tugging on the glove.

What next?

[whumpster-dumpster]

My personal favorite whump are the types where the whumpee kinda brings it on themselves. Whumper ties them up but whumpee is the one that tried to escape and instead gashed their arm in the process

And Whumper gaslighting them to make them feel like they deserve it and everything is their fault, even though Whumper is the one who dragged them into hell in the first place

[whumpacabra]

3 - Solitary Confinement

Military setting, captivity, isolation, claustrophobic environment, mention of snakes and arachnids, unintentional self harm, blood, dehydration, starvation, apparent abandonment

[Directly follows Three Little Pigs]

Harrison could hear. That was the worst part. Blind in a stone hewn cell, he didn’t have to see what was happening to his remaining comrades friends brothers. But hearing their screams conjured gore and horror beyond what was physically possible.

At least, that’s what he told himself to keep himself sane as the screams echoed from the other side of the heavy door.

The first hours (day? days?) were fine, aside from his thornless threats and enraged cursing.

Harrison wasn’t afraid of the dark or anything in it - he expected snakes or scorpions or any manner of horror to be locked in The Box with him. But he was left alone - save for what his mind imagined was in the dark with him.

It was when he first started to feel the effects of dehydration that the panic set in. He could feel his mind haze, his movements grow sluggish, his desire for water waning. The screams on the other side told him they were still alive - still there - but it wasn’t long before he could hardly tell their screams from his own, everything reverberating in an awful echo.

He clawed at the door, its rough stone face unyielding to soft flesh and chipped finger nails. His blood dripping from the cuts and broken nails was another maddening echo in The Box.

Harrison was well acquainted with hunger; their captors barely fed their prisoners enough to keep them alive, but they did feed them. Not in The Box, though. The dull ache in his stomach had become a distant memory.

He was too tired to stand, too tired to scream, too tired to claw his hands bloody against the door. He was almost too tired to think, his mind muddled with hallucinations in the dark and the incessant echo of his blood hitting stone.

Too tired to realize the screams had stopped.

And still, no one opened the door.

[Directly before Rude Awakening]

(Part of my Freelancers: Swansong series)

[eeveearoace-creative]

some marcy/ yulivia angst (requested by @tharrb)

summoning the eevee simps: @arcadiii, @goodartitude, @karamelys, @peachpaws0

[if you want to be added/ removed from the tag list, just let me know!!]

cw: vomiting, unreality, hallucinations, self harm (accidental), (green) blood, gaslighting, possible past child abuse

Another wave of orange sludge spewed past chapped lips as Marcy vomited. 

Marcy whimpered as Olivia hummed gently, the newt rubbing slow, rhythmic circles into the human’s back. Marcy sniffled, trembling feverishly – she hated being weak like this. 

She only wanted to use you to escape, a chorus of voices whispered. Whether the voices were real or just a memory, Marcy wasn’t sure – but she pushed them away, vehemently ignoring them. What they were saying was a lie – she knew it was. If Olivia didn’t care, then – 

It’s all just a show, the voices continued. You’re useful to her. She can use you to save Amphibia – the environment, the people – 

“Shut up,” Marcy growled. Olivia paused. 

Uh, oh, the voices sang. Now she thinks you’re crazy – not that she didn’t already. 

“How’s she doing?” Yunan asked, entering the room. 

Oh, and Yunan, the voices hummed. You know, she called you a – what was it, again? Oh, right, yes – a backstabber. 

“Shut up,” Marcy repeated, curling into herself. 

She didn’t even want to save you. But, they needed you, the voices sighed. So many parental figures, and not one of them ever actually loved you. 

“Shut up, shut up, shut up!” Marcy cried. 

You know we’re right. They’re only here now out of obligation. 

“Get out of my head,” Marcy sobbed. 

Aw, Wit, the voices cooed, We’re not leaving you. We’re the only ones who never will. 

“Get... out...” 

Oh, Wit, you’ll never be free of us. 

“Get out...” 

They didn’t even try to save you. Just give in, and we will give you the peace they never could. Just give up, just give in... 

Marcy snapped back to reality as someone lifted her chin. 

“Breathe,” Olivia ordered calmly. “In, hold, out, hold. Alright? Just breathe with me. In, hold, out, hold...” 

Marcy felt her heartbeat slow as she listened to Olivia’s directions. Looking down, she noticed Yunan holding her hands, dripping with green blood – blood was soaking through Marcy’s shirt, right over where the scar on her chest was. 

“Can I let go of your hands?” Yunan asked slowly. “Can you promise me you won’t go back to scratching yourself?” 

Marcy nodded numbly. Her hands trembled as Yunan let go of them, her fingers still dripping with unnatural neon green. 

“Marcy, honey, can you tell us what’s going on?” Olivia asked softly. 

Sure, tell them, the voices giggled, It’ll just prove how insane you truly are. 

Marcy shook her head. 

Just tell them you’re hearing voices, the voices laughed. They’ll just send you away. If only they knew how truly broken you were... 

“Love, you can tell us,” Olivia promised. “No matter what, okay?” 

If your own parents didn’t want you, why would they? 

“I...” Marcy stammered. 

They’ll throw you away – 

“I hear them.” Marcy squeezed her eyes shut. “The Core – it’s voices. I – I don’t kn-know if they’re r-real, I j-just –” 

“Oh, darling,” Olivia breathed. 

Marcy had dealt with her own parents long enough for her to know what was coming next. Yelling, screaming, telling her she just wasn’t being strong enough – 

Two pairs of arms wrapped around her waist. 

Marcy blinked. 

“I can’t even imagine,” Olivia whispered, brushing a lock of hair out of Marcy’s eyes. “I’m so sorry.” 

Yunan didn’t say anything. Instead, she just rubbed Marcy’s back, a comfortable weight. 

“We’ll figure this out together, okay?” Olivia promised, placing a kiss on Marcy’s forehead. 

“But-” 

“No ‘but’s,” Yunan interrupted. “I don’t know what it said to you, but we’re not going anywhere, okay?” 

Marcy’s bottom lip trembled. A sob escaping her, she sank against Olivia and Yunan, curling into their arms. 

“... thank you.” 

“Of course,” Olivia murmured, eyes warm with affection. “Rest now, love. We’ll be here when you wake.” 

[blue-jester]

Can you please tell me about Shadow Magiajam

OK SO SHADOW MAGIA

You know how normal Magia is timid, shy, merciful, passive, won't fight if you held a gun to their head?

This One Is SO FULL OF VIOLENCE AND RAGE ALL OF THE TIME

Uhh. Brain juice low so have some things I've written on discord for them

Hm… Unlike normal Magia, their shadow self did try to take over paradise. Though not for selfish reason, see

The mirror matter gods were, in fact, heavily abusive towards the paradise gods. Physically and mentally. They hated that they even existed. And ShadowMagia hated them back with a fury unmatched by any. The other paradise gods openly hated eachother as well, often pit against one and other by the paradise gods themself- so instead of awkwardly existing together unsure of where they stand, everyone just hated eachother. So the little shadow flame wished to do something about it. Harboring all of their anger towards their own mistreatment, and the mistreatment of the other gods though they didn't particularly care about them. Never once did anyone stand up for them, never once did they stand up for them…. Maybe this would make the gods… Less horrible.

spoiler! It didn't help, Magia just kept getting more pissed, the matter gods were brutal and couldn't get the serpent to calm down even after impaling them with millions of heart spears, even after they took a spear to the heart and broke it [which is also how Magia ended up with their heart broken in two to make Jorrolor and Vatafilor] to break them out of their true form, even after they screamed so much and so loudly they put a spear through their muzzle so they'd never speak again did the god ever back down. Instead getting angrier and angrier to the point where! They didn't CARE what or who they destroyed they just wanted their enemy dead!!!

So, without a way to permanently kill them, the matter gods finally cast them from paradise, so sealed that they could do nothing but cry and thrash their heavily injured body. If they weren't so restrainted there's a good chance they'd just have destroyed a big chunck of the universe with their rage alone. It died down over the years of solitude… but never ceased.* So like Magia! Started out with good intentions! Unlike them, they are the worlds angriest most adrenaline filled cat

Another thing about Shadow Magia… Is that they almost never let themself cry. Even if they really need to, they just will not! It's a defense mechanism because the matter gods never took kindly to such an emotion back in paradise, so now they only know how to cope via violence. Though they did manage to slip occasionally, though only when they've really really fucked up, like the day they were cast out of paradise and sealed away- then when they cry it's hard and messy.

Pretty sure most the mirror gods are like. High-Key terrified of Shadow Magia. They are AWFUL to them still but like the second they're free those bitches are fleeing to paradise because FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK it's like a hungry lion people constantly bug escaping their enclosure at a zoo

friend [would shadow magia envy regular magia?] abso fucking lutely They despise their counterpart. How come they get to be free and happy while they sit in darkness chained in a thousand spears? Why do they get freedom and the shadow gets imprisonment? They'd take more annoying gods then this hell any day it makes them so, so angry It's just so unfair. Maybe they hate seeing a version of themself so.. Meak. So much better than they are. Maybe it's knowing that they could be free, but aren't. Their matter gods hated them more then the brightworlders hate normal magia also I need a name for shadow magia. That's not shadow magia. Gets annoying to type sjdndks But yes. Deep, deep envy for their other self

Due to the. [gestures widely at all the heart spears jabbed into their back] Issues, Shadow Magia's back is actually really sensitive, a weak spot, it's really hard to heal from that many heart spears even if you're an overpowered god so! Also their broken wing bones hurt extra badly when touched [so does normal Magia but to a much lesser extent and also they're on fire so it's not really an issue for them] God — 04/27/2023 10:22 AM

this means shadow Magia actually has a much bigger weak spot- normal Magia just doesn't have an obvious one but shadow's is their entire back so despite how vicious they are they'd be easier to take down

[not really]Fun fact, sometimes Shadow Magia will get so angry and try to use their power so, so hard that on top of the heart spears they're impaled on they accidentally burn themself on the energy they try and fail to release

they chose the specific method of dealing with the angry magic god like that they'd say that there was literally nothing else they could do- mirrors can't kill eachother so they're undeniably weaker then their brightworld counterparts and unlike brightworld Magia this one never relented and only got more mad. Sealing them was a favor for the entire mirrorworld because clearly they'd fuck it up beyond repair otherwise

[obsessedwithegos]

What's the worst reaction one of your whimpers has had to pain? Something like, biting and injuring their tongue, losing bladder control, etc etc,?

I have a few!

For Valen it was him turning feral, which was purposeful on behalf of his whumpers, but it's definitely a horrible reaction considering it resulted in him being who he is now!

For Azradel I actually have it written down in 'all you need to do is scream'! He choked on his own scream, became hyper aware of his own pain and struggling bodily functions (i.e. heart racing, lungs wheezing, etc), losing control over his wings, choking on his own blood. followed by him passing out.

CWs for below the cut! Accidental self harm for Maci, Emetophobia (non detailed) for Bebê

For Maci it was accidentally biting into her own tail and almost taking a chunk out of it, she was trying to muffle herself while a broken bone was being reset and while she was given a towel, she thought it wouldn't be enough and thus wrapped her tail in the towel. She later admitted that was an awful idea and didn't know what she should've expected.

For Bebê they became severely physically ill to the point that blood also came out of their nose while puking. They also couldn't control their shaking but they still managed to push through the fight before collapsing and passing out afterwards! (This was when they were still a hero as they never really had as severe as a reaction after becoming a villain/whumper)

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General: @emmettnet @thebluejaysworld

[chekovsphaser]

Uhhhhh my dad took me to an art store and it was huge and so wonderful I got so overwhelmed I kept clawing at my hand and now i have a bunch of bruises and I didnt even buy anything bc I couldnt afford it.

[jadethest0ne]

The Brains and The Brawn - Epilogue 2 - The End cover/table of contents, <–previous

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Time for Raph to receive some comfort and assurances. I love these two so much! And with the two bros now together and whole, I bring this comic to an end!

So, there you have it! Finally, the conclusion to “The Brains and The Brawn!” It’s been quite the journey making this! Truth be told, I’m a little sad to end it, but I feel super accomplished and proud of how it turned out! The support and love I’ve received from everyone has been amazing! I honestly didn’t expect this many people to like what I assumed was a rather niche character team-up. But it makes me so happy that everyone seemed to enjoy the journey as much as I did! Thank you so much for reading! Much love to you all!

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

Has fairy sun ever ripped his rays by accident and if so how did it happen

[snekky-arts]

This is love

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Normally I wouldn't post art this close together but inspiration struck and this little painting experiment turned out WAY better than i thought so I just had to share Mr. TheQuack, who deserved every bad thing that happened to him but we're gonna draw sad art anyway

also fun fact, goat hearts don't really look all that different from human hearts

also also photo references WILL save your life DO use them

reblogs are welcome, reposts are not!

[sneeb-canons]

Don't know if it's needed, but TW for mentions of suicide. (It's not really that big, but I still put it just in case.)

If Sans Undertale were to judge them (plus Whole) based on what happened throughout the series, I think it would go something like this:

Heart: Sans would let him pass, but he's most definitely keeping an eye on him. (Trying to shoot Mind)

Mind: Judgement when completing Pacifist, yet you were rude. (Mocking Heart, yet not really committing any acts that would potentially have him earn EXP.) [Is there even a different judgement for being rude during a Pacifist run? I seriously don't even know–]

Soul: Would probably be given a bad time. (Threatening Heart and Mind, threatening suicide, probably killing the two in a few timelines, etc.)

Whole: Would be given a lecture to STOP RESETTING TIMELINES. (Obvious; he would forget five seconds later.)

Headcanon #230

[mybrainislostinagalaxyfarfaraway]

Scars.

Clone troopers x female reader.

How they react when they notice a cut/new scar on your body.

Warnings: Small mentions of Bodily harm. (Usually just by accident or due to reader's clumsiness/or it was bound to happen on the battlefield. If it's triggering or if you're squeamish; feel free to skip.💛 Otherwise; proceed at your own risk.

Part One: Wolffe x female reader

It's been a while since you and Wolffe had had any time alone; so the two of you arranged to meet in a secluded area of the planet you were both currently stationed on.

You sat half perched, half leaning against and behind a rock formation that was large enough to keep the two of you out of earshot and prying eyes while the two of you uh 'caught up' with one another.

It must have been longer than you'd thought since the two of you had last seen each other because Wolffe was being almost uncharacteristically adorable, lavishing heart melting affection upon your hands by slowly turning them over in his and pressing kisses to every finger -until he abruptly stopped when he reached the pinky on your left hand.

"Oh? Now what happened here?" He wondered, a question in his eyes as he turned your hand towards you, displaying a rather deep and still angry looking cut on the side of your pinky finger.

"Oh. That's nothing. S'just a cut." You deflected; trying to remain casual about the whole thing although it had bled like a much larger wound when you'd initially gotten it and still hurt like the Dickens whenever you accidentally brushed or bumped it against anything.

"I can see that. You're cut right down past every layer of skin; how'd it happen? And why haven't you used bacta on it?" Wolffe asked, an odd mix of curiosity and incredulous interest upon his handsome face.

You sighed.

"Wolffe, it's Just a Cut. It's not that serious; really." You tried again; feeling embarrassed and silly about how you'd received such a minor wound.

Wolffe still looked at you expectantly; he wasn't going to let this go until you told him.

You blew out an exasperated breath.

"Ok, fine. I got it while I was testing out a new blade; I was careless and that was the result -?!!" You stopped talking abruptly when Wolffe started ever so lightly kissing near the wounded area of your pinky whilst leveling you with the most intense look that a man with such a gorgeous face should never make. (Because it was bad for your heart.)

"Never thought I'd get this turned on over 'just a little scratch'." He purred, the kisses he planted on your hands becoming more and more ardent. Your breath caught in your throat at his words; combined with his actions, heat blooming to life inside your abdomen and surging forth through your veins so fast it left you dizzy.

"W-Wolffe!?" Was all you could gasp out before he scooped you up and set you to sit upon a flat rock, his hands sliding sensually up your thighs; oh KRIFF you were so sensitive to his touch right now; had it really been that long?!

"Mmm~ Mesh'la." Wolffe rumbled; looking up at you, even his cybernetic eye seeming to blaze with unbridled desire for you.

He then proceeded to use his mouth and his fingers to show you just how much he'd missed you.

~To be continued~💛

[batwynn]

Maybe don't trigger your magic with bad memories... That's a wrap for book 3 🥲 Thanks for reading! Previous NEXT

[fxyl1k]

what if i made him more fucked up and he was mentally ill (LIKE ME!)