#tw:cuts

[getaclubaxter]

Got a concussion now time for repercussions

Setting: The Baxter House(Immediately following his return home from the hospital)

Brief Summary: Clu has just gotten home from helping Kendall and Larkin knows.

Possible Triggers: needles,sickness,cuts,bruises,abuse

Clu had no time to rest when he arrived home thanks to Carson picking him up and they had decided that her and Clarke would pick up his car later on. “Where were you? And where’s the Tate girl?” Larkin’s voice boomed as soon as Clu’s foot stepped in the doorway of their house. Which made the teen flinch causing his body to burn due to the multiple bruises. “I—I don—don’t know.” This reply would anger Larkin more and make him march the teen down to the basement. “You do know and you clearly disobeyed me again, Clu Davies.” The phone ringing interrupted Larkin it was Carey and now their father knew where the teen was at. “So you ran to Carey. Poor baby got a concussion and ran to his brother. You must really like Kendall considering you broke the rules.” Clu chewed on his lip. “Daddy—“ he started but his head was already pounding and he knew he didn’t have any fight in him. “I’m sorry.” Larkin pushed the teen down on the table strapping him down harshly and Clu winced as they tighten against his bruises. “Not yet but you will be.” Larkin said as he grabbed a needle and pushed it into his sons vein. Clu was out for multiple days things constantly happening to him that he wouldn’t know until his father allowed him to wake up. Bruises on top of bruises, fresh cuts all over his body and when he was allowed to sit up he got sick. Most of it was his usual now and one of the first thoughts was if Kendall was ok. “Think that girl will like you now, Clu Davies?” Larkin asked looking at his son before grabbing his arm and twisting it until he heard it pop. “Don’t you dare run to Carey or her.” He said letting Clu leave the basement using his elbow to hold his arm until he collapsed on the floor.

[ashdreams2023]

Hello I was just wondering if you could possibly make a Loki x reader oneshot where Loki founds out about readers sh scars? Like the team already knows but he doesn’t so he gets all curious and concerned when he sees her bandages and the cuts underneath?🥺 I understand if not as it may be triggering <33

Sure I’ve written about this before, sorry I went off track here but the main idea still stands 😅 I can rewrite it if you want, there’s no problem I promise

TW: SH (self harm/cutting)

Scars

"Disney or horror?"

"What sort of options are those?"

"It’s what’s left on Netflix that we didn’t watch already"

Loki sighed and pointed at the screen, he picked a slasher.

Fridays were the one day a week where the compound was completely empty except for you two, you ordered takeout and picked a series of random movies to watch.

You pulled on your sleeves as the scenes unfolded on the screen, there was a beautiful blonde screaming and running with her arm injured.

Loki was watching with mild interest.

At one point you got up from the sofa and went into the kitchen to get some more popcorn, that’s when you heard a loud scream coming from the screen.

You shook your head and opened the fridge looking for more snacks, there was still dome fruit that loki brought from home and they look fresh.

After turning on the sink you rolled up your sleeves and washed the fruit in the skin, the cold water felt kinda of nice on your scars but at the same time it made you want to reach out inside your pocket and pull out the small blade you carried around.

The thought lingered there, you looked at the clock ticking on the kitchen wall and wondered if you would be noticed if you took a few extra minutes in the bathroom, Loki can survive without food for a little longer.

You placed the fruit into a clean bowl and stepped away from the sink, you swallowed as you looked down at your exposed damaged skin.

You clenched your fists and then started pulling down your sleeves bef-

"What in Valhalla happened to you?!" You almost jumped out of your skin at the sudden voice of Loki and all but screamed when he grabbed your wrists "Who did this to you?!"

"That’s none of your business!" You breathed quickly and tried to pull away from his grip, he wasn’t supposed to see these, no no…they were a secret, something no one should know about, how could you be so reckless!?

His green eyes stared into yours with a mix of concern and anger, he wanted to know who did this to you, why would anyone hurt you?

"It is! You’re mine and I don’t want you hurt! Why would you hide this from me?" He pulled your sleeve up and looked closely at them, it made you feel uncomfortable and exposed.

"Please let go of me…I’m fine…"

"You’re fine?! These are fresh and deep…this happened before, why are you hiding things from me, I just want you safe"

You frowned with your eyes now glossy "Protect me from what? Myself? I’m a danger to myself then!"

Loki’s face dropped from anger to complete and utter sadness, it made your heart shatter, this is exactly why you didn’t want him to know.

"You…did this to yourself…but why?" He loosened his grip on your wrists and got closer to your face, his warm breath hit your face.

You shook your head, you didn’t know what to say, you weren’t prepared for this situation at all.

"Just say something…please, is it me? what’s the reason?" You lowered your head and bit down your bottom lip then shook your head.

"No…there’s nothing wrong with you, it’s me, I’m the broken one…it’s…you shouldn’t have seen this"

"No and you’re impossible to think I shouldn’t! I care about you and you don’t know how it feels when you find out you can’t protect the most precious person in your life!"

He pulled you close and held you in a tight hug, there was no escaping. You sniffed and hid your face in his chest, you didn’t want to look him in the eye.

"You must be out of your mind to think I will play a blind eye to this…you know I love you, don’t you?"

"Yes" you chocked out.

"Then why?"

"I don’t know…ok! I don’t want to talk about it!"

He stayed silent and just held you, he didn’t utter a word, it was for the best, he didn’t want to make even more frustrated.

You don’t know how long you stayed there but it was long enough for him to heal your scars before you could notice what’s going on.

The skin mended and the scars looked like little scratches instead, like some kitten had attacked you.

You looked down at them and felt tired, you were so drained.

"Why don’t we just sleep" he lifted your chin "We both need to rest and tomorrow we may talk about it"

"You’re not mad at me?"

Loki sighed "No, I could never…I’m just worried"

"I’m sorry…"

"It’s ok. Let’s go dove. Everything will be alright" he took your hand and kissed your healed scars.

[random-imagines-blog]

Imagine the rest of the Avengers cast finding out you’re a self-harmer.

It felt as if all of the air had been sucked out of the room. Vacuum-sealed. All sound had gone with it too, just a complete silence falling over the room. You felt that you couldn’t move. Couldn’t hide the scars that criss crossed your upper thighs. The still healing cuts from two days before, when you had been on your own, feeling overwhelmed and needed to gain some sort of control over yourself. It was bad enough that your castmates were seeing you in your underwear right now, but even worse that they were all looking right there. The mega-stars of your generation. Chris Evans, Chris Hemsworth, Mark Ruffalo, Jeremy Renner, Robert Downey Jr and Scarlett Johansson.

“What happened?” Chris Evans was the first one to ask, walking in. Of course it would be him. With his own anxiety problems, he could understand. But you saw in his eyes that he wanted you to say something like you were in an accident or - or mugged, or something, just so that it was something that could be healed and moved on with. But you couldn’t say anything. You just hung your head in shame as your stylist finally grabbed you the pair of pants that you were planning on wearing to the event tonight, and you slipped them on, zipping and buckling securely.

“What are you doing in here?” You asked, avoiding the question. Trying to pretend that they didn’t see what they knew that they saw. Robert and Hemsworth were looking at each other now and Scarlett was stepping past Chris to come up to you.

“We were uhh -” Mark Ruffalo said, looking sheepish. “- we planned on surprising you? It was just a stupid prank, really...”

“What happened?” Chris Evans asked again, this time cutting off Mark. Scarlett put her arms around your shoulders and dropped her head onto one of them, hugging you quietly. You looked away from her. From all of them. Even your stylist, who had been keeping your secret for over five years now remained silent.

Jeremy came onto your other side and hugged you as well. Chris then. Both of them. Mark. But not Robert. He was the one who stood near the door with his arms crossed, looking at you. Evans understood because he knew anxiety. But Robert understood because he knew addiction. It was because of that look that you opened up and let it spill. It was only an hour until you were on the red carpet, and make up artists had to be called into your room to fix Scarlett’s eyeliner and to make the guys eyes look less red because they cried with you, they cried for you.

“You can turn to us whenever you need it, you know,” Chris Hemsworth said, towering above the rest of you. He ruffled your hair which made your hairstylist gasp with horror.

“Now that we know, you’re going to have a hard time getting rid of us, actually,” Scarlett said, kissing your cheek, and wiped off the smudge that was made by her lipstick.

“You guys don’t have to-” You started, but Robert blew you off with a very Tony like wave in the air.

“We don’t have to do anything - except what’s in our Disney contracts. This - we’re doing cause we love you.”

Requested by: Anonymous

[maxer-blaster]

Con O'Neill

In Deep

Terry makes a blood pact.

@ringasunn @gydima @treesofgreen

[drawingpad-studios]

Tw:Cuts and Stitches

Art Remake WIP(before shading and rendering)

This is a remake of a cover I made for a friend like 2 years ago, for his wonderland-like story.

Original version(made in like 2022)

[desperatelust]

tw:cutting, blood!!

the ever lasting urge to bend them over and shove my dick inside of them as I slide the razor down their pretty thighs breaking their beautiful, soft skin. slowly penetrating them making them take all of me as the blood runs down their legs.

[whyamiheretumbled]

TW:Cuts,Bruises, SA

You know know that one fic on ao3? No? Okay it's by Fastern on Ao3, its called:Happiness is a Warm Shell, Vol. 2: Revenge of the Shell

Scene from Chap 2 I believe.

[harteus]

Had a look through my gallery and realised exactly how much I love these pieces that I’ve made during the last three years. They’re all originals and hold so much meaning to me! It’s fun seeing them together, and I hope you’ll enjoy them too. :) 

[whoopstoomanyeyes]

My first ego art!!! Many thanks to @septic-dr-schneep for inspiring to be courageous in me to post art! 

[trauma-vs-me]

I’ve been having me a real hard time™️

[kittypudding-blog]

I actually like this piece!

[ashdreams2023]

hello how are you? I have a request, in reality you won't even make it, but in any case I've been clean for a week, no cuts, pinches or anything else and today because of my mother I fell back into it. I'm going crazy, I would really like someone next to me to comfort me and tell me that everything will be fine, in reality I don't even know why I'm writing this to you, I don't want sympathy or anything, I simply wanted to give you a Tom Hiddleston who comforts the reader sh. understand if you don't want to write about this. simply thanks in any case and sorry if I bored you.

❤️

I’m so sorry this took this long! This will be short and sweet

Tw: self harm

Tom hiddelston x reader (angst/comfort)

Tom closed the line immediately and sprinted to his car, your voice told him everything, all he needed to know from the heavy breathing and simple words of asking him to come.

When he arrived at your place he used his spare key and got in immediately, straight upstairs to your room where he knew he would find you.

There, on the bed curled up in a small ball and crying and shaking, your wounds fresh and your arms dripping in blood.

"Oh god, I got you, I got you" He goes to your side immediately and puts his arm around your legs and lifts you off the bed, he carries you to the bathroom and sits you on the closed toilet seat and grabs the first aid kit.

He cruses under his breath but manages to stop the bleeding, as he warp you up he looks up at you and gestures for you to follow his breathing pattern.

You sniff and cover your face with one your hands "Tom I’m…I’m"

"No no, don’t talk, just breath I want you to breath ok? Can you do that for me?" You nod your head and let him finish treating your wounds.

After he finish he took a deep breath then held your face in his hands "you scared the light out of me" he caressed your tear stained cheek then brought you close into his embrace.

The bathroom floor felt cold but his arms were warm and safe.

"Sorry…"

"I told you not to talk, right now all I need you to do is relax, stop thinking for five minutes, I’ll watch over you, you’ll be ok I promise"

And for the time being you chose to trust those words, for he never broke a promise and being with tom meant you didn’t have to put a mask on, he knows, he saw and he cares.

[prayerdelvna]

RESIDENT EVIL 8: VILLAGE

Alcina Dimitrescu 1/?

[way2gowillow]

In this chapter: Toshinori and Izuku share painful experiences through OFA. Izuku forgets, and hurts himself. Cue Dadmight.

Warnings: Self-harm, self harming behavior, blood, cutting, emotional turmoil. Lot's of heavy stuff so please be careful when reading this, and skip this one if it'll trigger you.

[harteus]

2014 -> 2017

INPRNT | PATREON | deviantART | FACEBOOK | YOUTUBE | TUMBLR

Looks like a lot can happen in three years, and at the same time it’s like things haven’t changed at all.

Someone real eagle eyed spotted the similarities between these pieces before I had the chance to post them side by side! 

[actual-shintaro]

my collection of edgy despair!naegi drawings grows today