#tw severed limb

[anna-dreamer]

Day 29. Rescue

[lolathepeacocklord]

I just learned that the grumps have their own assigned days of the week. Crazy shit man

[circusmothman]

Nash paused upon hearing the name, staring at the moth in bewilderment as things suddenly clicked into place. How had he not realized before? The clothes, the mask, they were just as Toten described before. This was Ambrose, the Ambrose. Totentanz’s murderer, Totentanz’s former partner. In an instant the fury within him doubled as the rage he felt now melded with the hatred he already carried for this man and he half roared half screamed in anger.

“YOU!”

Then he was upon the moth like wrath itself, rage incarnate as he tore into the man with all he had. Nothing could stop him then, neither the bastard’s brother nor the Light screaming in his head. And he continued his assault until there was nothing left of the radiant paladin but a grotesque stain on the floor.

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Welp, I should probably explain lmao. So there is a lot that goes down during the asspedes’ storyline, including Totentanz getting killed at some point. Toten was after all originally created to be another villain in the game, he’s literally a crazy doctor experimenting on and murdering people, so he was going to be killed off by Ghost and two of the radiant siblings. However then the whole shenanigans with the ship happened and there’s been some change of plans.

For full context, Ghost, together with two more of my friends’s OCs, Ambrose and Megiddo, invade the lair and first encounter Nash. A fight ensues but Nash loses and is knocked unconscious, meanwhile the other three proceed to fight and eventually kill Totentanz. Ambrose is the one to land the final blow but at the same time loses his dominant arm in the process when Toten bites it off. Nash wakes up some time later to find Toten’s body and gets to experience loss and sorrow for the first time in his life. While he’s about to leave though he spots Ambrose’s arm and the sorrow gets replaces by righteous fury as he goes to hunt down his partner’s killers. He finds and ambushes the two moths, attacking Ambrose first because he knows that’s the one who killed Toten, and that is when Magiddo shouts Ambrose’s name. Nash gets fucking livid.

He’s heard all about Ambrose the morning after him and Toten more or less officially became a pair. Ambrose was Toten’s previous partner and is a toxic piece of garbage. He only got with Toten for the status and has been manipulating and gaslighting him from the start, slowly trying to wear him down and break him, he was neglectful, abusive and all kinds of other crap and left Toten with a very warped idea of what relationships are like. Had theirs lasted any longer Toten’s mental state would have become even worse, making him even more unhinged and dangerous while at the same time developing fockin Stockholm Syndrome with that guy. The relationship only lasted so long because Ambrose was using Toten’s adopted daughter as leverage, because the poor girl still liked him, not knowing what was really going on. If he had managed to break Toten’s spirit though he would have become just as abusive toward her as well, and she’s his fucking niece. Luckily Ambrose starting to talk shit about her is what got Toten to break things off finally, but plenty of damage had been done already.

Nash has been wanting to murder that guy ever since he learned about all this, so that only added more to his rage when the fucker came back and actually killed Toten. It is not an exaggeration to say Nash mutilated him way beyond any point of recognition, with the only thing remaining somewhat intact being Ambrose’s wings. Oh and another fun fact, Ambrose and Megiddo are Radiance’s sons. So not only did Nash murder the child of a goddess in his blind rage, but said goddess was also screaming in his head during that time, because another fun fact, Nash is half infected, so he can hear her voice. But his madness has kept her from being able to influence him and now his rage managed to exceed even hers, so she couldn’t stop him from killing her son. Megiddo however managed to get away but was so traumatized by the experience he never spoke a word about it and stayed the fuck away from Nash and the lair.

Nash ended up taking Ambrose’s wings as both a trophy but also a stinging reminder of what happened. Luckily there is another turn in the story as a year after these events Toten’s daughter manages to resurrect him and our two asspedes are reunited again. About a week later Nash presents the wings to Toten as an offering and the doc can finally breathe easier now knowing that Ambrose is gone for good. Toten would later display the wings in the main hall, as a reminder of what Nash did for him.

Ended up being a bit long winded but I wanted to show a bit of why so many of us got obsessed over this ship and their storyline. It just ended up becoming a very deep and detailed story. And also fuck Ambrose.

[c0ntr0lledchaos]

Goretober Day 18: Cannibalism

[fluffy-dumby]

!TW Canibalism, some blood, severed limb!

♧The Munchies♧

[trickstertox]

Took your hand. <3

[debonairprincesposts]

BEHOLD BABES! THE SCRUMPTIOUS ANGST I PROMISED.

My heart hurt while writing this idk man. I love him but I wanna see him hurt then comfort him. Am I a sadist for that? Don’t matter either way.

Enjoy the angst (☞ ͡ ͡° ͜ ʖ ͡ ͡°)☞

Tw: Panic, blood, severed limb, difficulty breathing. Don’t like, don’t read.

Proceed at your own discretion.

Takes place in the 8th episode

Saying that Lucifer was worried is an understatement. Heaven had basically declared war against his daughter and her hotel. As much as he wants to be there, he cannot act unless Charlie herself gets hurt. And if they’re planning on hurting her, there’s no guarantee that they won’t come to his home to hurt his 15 year old son as well.

“I’ll be fine, Dad,” Says (Name) as he tries to comfort Lucifer. “Charlie is the one that needs your help right now.”

“I know that,” Lucifer sighs. “I just want to make sure that you’ll be alright.” He looks up at his son with concern swirling in his eyes.

“Don’t worry, Dad.” Says (Name) as he flexes his arm muscles, “I’m a big boy! I can handle myself. Besides- I’ve been taking combat lessons from uncle Ozzie, I’ll be okay.” He smiles trying to reassure Lucifer.

Lucifer smiles at the silliness of his boy. “Alright then- You better be alive when I come back, kiddo.” He says as his smile drops to a concerned frown.

“Promise ” (Name) smiles. “Now, get going- Don’t want to be late now, do you? Don’t forget to give me a call when you’re done.”

Lucifer hugs (Name) as he says, “Of course! I’ll call you right after everything is taken care of.” He lets go as he steps back.

“Good luck, Dad.” (Name) waves with a smile.

Lucifer salutes him before he takes off with a grin.

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After the fight, Lucifer helps rebuild the hotel. He tries to call (Name) to tell him about the events that partook a few minutes prior, but (Name) is not answering any of his calls. Panic begins to well in his chest. (Name) always answers his calls. He’s never not picked up, ever. In a hurry, he tells Charlie he’s leaving as he quickly makes a portal back to his castle.

As he steps out of the portal, he’s met with destruction all over the place, the castle doesn’t seem to be harmed much but the gardens and fountains surrounding it are in complete shambles. As he follows the path of destruction, he spots (Name)’s phone on the ground, screen all cracked, and is that blood? His breath catches in his throat as he summons his wings and swiftly makes his way to the supposed scene of the fight, now fully panicking.

No- no no no- Please let him be okay. I cannot lose anyone else.

As he continues his flight to the other side of the castle, he spots something in the peripheral of his vision that makes him immediately halt in mid air in absolute terror, a wing that looks frighteningly similar to his son’s, golden blood gushing from the severed limb. His breaths are shaky as he slowly goes down on one knee, mind racing, emotions spiraling, gently cradling the black and red, now mostly gold from the blood, bleeding wing in his arms, staring at it for a couple seconds processing that the appendage he currently has cradled in his arms belongs to his son. He snaps out of it with a gasping breath as he bolts towards the scene of the fight.

Please please please- Please be alive- Please!

Several bodies of dead angels litter the ground of his garden, blood staining the grass that once was a lovely shade of green with gold. He searches frantically, eyes bolting all around the place with bated breath.

“(Name)!” He calls out, voice trembling, filled with absolute dread, clutching the wing in his arms even tighter, still with a gentle hold.

Once he finally finds who he’s looking for, his blood runs cold, eyes widening, breath stopping as he struggles to breathe, air completely escaping his lungs.

No-

The sight of his son laying in the remains of the destroyed fountain, golden blood leaking from where his severed wing used to sit, sends anxiety through his chest, tears obscuring his vision.

No no no NO NO!!!

Eyes wide in fear, breaths coming out in gasps as more panic begins to well in his chest. (Name) does not seem to be moving at all, much less breathing. Concerningly still as he lays on his side, his back facing Lucifer showing the place where his wing got cut off from. (Name)’s shirt is cut up, stained with golden blood that seems to be flowing from his side, more blood gushing from the area his wing used to be. At least his other five seem to be intact.

Lucifer lets the wing drop from his grip as he practically trips over his feet, making his way over, then drops to his knees near (Name), and cradles his upper body towards himself.

He perches (Name)’s head on his shoulder. “(Name)?” Lucifer gently slaps (Name)’s face as he hopes for a reaction, any kind of reaction. He just needs to know that he’s still alive. However, he’s starting to doubt that as more time goes by.

More injuries span across his front, with a gash from the bottom of his left jaw all the way down to his collarbone. Blood trailing down the side of his mouth. Another scratch on his cheek, and his side seems to have been stabbed. Golden blood mixed with the water around them as the water seemed to glisten with angelic blood and Lucifer’s tears. As he holds (Name) tight, attempting to heal him with his angelic magic, he hopes that all this is just a really vivid nightmare. He cannot lose anyone else in his life. Not his son. He would gladly sacrifice himself if it meant his son and daughter would get to live. He gently slaps (Name)’s cheek again in hopes of him opening his eyes.

"Come on, (Name)..." he says, tears streaming down his cheeks, voice cracking as he chokes back a sob. "Open your eyes for me, buddy."

Blood smears all over his hands and clothes, but he has half a mind to pay those any attention.

Damnit! How much is heaven going to take from him before they are satisfied with his suffering? Are the thousands of years of being stuck in his own mistake not enough?

His angelic healing appears to have a positive effect on (Name)’s wounds. They’re healing, he’s breathing, no matter how shallow. That’s a relief. Lucifer got there on time. He made it on time. He couldn’t imagine what would’ve happened if he was even just a second late.

His worries are set aside for now as he lets his fury consume his mind for the moment.

If a war is what heaven wants,

Putting his arms underneath (Name)’s knees and upper back while being careful of his wings, as he carries him, making his way inside his somewhat unscathed castle.

A war is what heaven will get.

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[shepscapades]

What if the real ripped off arms are the friends we made along the way

You people scare me

[wheredidalltheusersgo]

The fucking terrifying bride and the silly ass groom

[maxyvert]

🦇 Hexoween 6 - Ominous Children🦇

1 - Button eye 2 - Bloody desire and its consequences 3 - Demon shop and dark deals 4 - Sea of Monsters 5 - Sisters of the Night 7 - Curse of the Full Moon 8 - Secret of the Antique Talisman

[pinkpkmntrainer]

(tw: black blood, severed hand (well, more like severed ribbon), abstragedy angst)

uh oh-

[tatertato]

part 3 of scott and pearl's backstory! if you're wondering why this took so long, it's because i had to learn how to draw wolves. part 4 might also take a while, it's a lot of action lol

part 1 | part 2

[grandkhan221b]

Yeah I've been rereading Asoiaf

[magnusthepuppet]

ART TRADE

WITH @whosectype

ok so i’m posting two versions cuz this tumblr filter actually makes it look way fuckin cooler—

RAHHHHH THIS WAS SO FUN !!! im very VERY sorry it took me a while to finish (or start) this, time was not on my side for the past week. either way, hope you like it ectype !!!

[coelapso]

wtf she cookin

[dragon-spaghetti]

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