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daved @distortedparalysis while listening to DDE instrumentals
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never got to see the amputation minigame in a real run, so i tried it out in the sandbox. oopsie doopsie
"What happened to your leg?"
"my leg? Oh... Ya didn't hear about it, sis? Ludwig and I were out in our airships on a patrol when I got shot down. The debris cut off my leg on impact. But don't worry! I didn't feel a thing! ... Until the adrenaline wore off! Bwahaha!"
Inside, Idril lay wrapped tightly in [improvised pile furs], her small body trembling. One foot protruded from the blankets—black, swollen, and terrible to behold. Each shallow breath shuddered through her.
Fingolfin knelt beside her, and his heart ached with a helplessness he had never known. The suffering of his grandchild harmed him more deeply than any blade.
"My little princess,"
Fingolfin brushed Idril’s damp hair from her tear-streaked face. His hands trembled despite his will.
(...)
Idril whimpered and clutched weakly at his sleeve, pressing closer as though seeking shelter from the pain.
Fingolfin's eyes searched for his son. “We must.”
For a moment, there was silence.
Then Turgon rose and broke.
“No! I won't let you! There must be another way!”
He stumbled toward Idril, reaching for her.
Fingon caught him before he could reach them, arms locking around his shoulders, but the force of Turgon’s movement nearly tore him apart.
“Let me go!” Turgon struggled fiercely, trying to wrench away, his hands reaching desperately toward his daughter. “She’s my daughter, not yours! You cannot do it! She loves to dance!”
"Turukáno!" Fingon’s voice was firm, though his own face was pale. “Listen to me! We have waited too long! We must act now!”
(...)
Idril whimpered again, her small fingers tightening desperately around Fingolfin’s hand upon the comotion.
Her wide dark eyes found his.
Fear shone in them.
Fingolfin bent and kissed her forehead with a voice low and gentle though his throat burned.
“I will not let you suffer more than you must,” he said softly. “I will do this. And I will hold you through it.”
(...)
Fingolfin steadied his trembling hands and took the dagger.
Then he began.
The pain came sharp and merciless.
Idril’s cry tore through the tent.
Fingolfin’s vision blurred, but he did not falter. He held her fast, murmuring to her though his own heart was breaking.
Behind him, Turgon sagged against Fingon, the sound leaving him small and shattered. His hands trembled helplessly as he buried his face against his brother’s shoulder.
He could only weep for what was being taken from her—for the dancing in light that she loved.
At last, it was done.
Her foot was no more; there was only bandage and careful binding.
quick wip of my sona!
AUGHHHH i hate him, i want to put the little freak in a test tube then smash it /pos
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GORE ART ⚠️😝
Sorta all over the place but these were some sketches from when I started developing Coppers lore more for HS AU
A naïve boy who wanted to do good getting told a glorious lie and joining up at the ripe age of 18 and is still paying consequences of that decision at 32, still feeling the reverberations of that single mistake
He’s kinda fucked up about it not going to lieee there’s some other things that fundamentally changed his brain chemistry too, but this was one of the big ones. This lore or at least the rhymes of it isn’t specific to HS AU I have my own story called Epoch: Ego where this originally comes from (coppers home universe) and I just sorta reformatted/expanded on it for HS AU
Apologies for the AWOL; juggling 🏥 shit.
CW Body Trauma
My mother's got appointments lined up following last week's, amputation is on the cards, so the family's been crashing.