Do Ears Bleed When Pierced Novels & Stories

Blood. "Blake, stop. You are hurting yourself." Nero's quiet words pierced the haze that clouded my senses as I realized I was bleeding heavily from my nose and out my ears like waterfalls. My eyes widened, my heart dropping. "Blake, stop!! I am begging you!!" He sounded almost hysterical now, desperation clawing at his throat with the force of a viper. "You are only going to hurt yourself further."

He can also hear the popping sound of his skin being pierced, as if he has been drugged and then stabbed by someone with a needle, but he can still hear it without pain. Then, drops of black blood oozed out from dozens of needle holes.

Upon closer inspection, the doctor realised that she was bleeding from her ears as well. Austin noticed his grim expression. "What's wrong?" The doctor never stopped moving his hands while he explained her condition. "She has really bad burns and deep wounds that requires stitching. But these aren't a problem. The worrisome issue is the bleeding from her ears. Her eardrums may be ruptured, but there is a chance that it's not. Let's hope for the best." Austin clenched his fists and felt overwhelming regret for allowing her to leave his side. Before he got consumed in his sadness and guilt, a firm hand was placed on his shoulder. "Let's help in any way we can for now."

Moving my hair to the side, I saw where it was coming from: two distinct puncture wounds just a couple inches down from my ear. My stomach dropped.

There was a faint ringing in my ear, I put my hand to my left ear and felt a liquid, I dabbed at it and looked at it, it was blood. I was bleeding from my ear. What the hell was that hag trying to do to me with her scream, fry my brain? I shook my head, the ringing had already subsided, my healing was kicking in. “If there are more like that here, we are going to have a hard time,” I told Claude. He grimaced, “We are in the thick of it now, no choice but to go through.” I nodded. He was right, we had gotten all the way here, there was no turning back now.

The memory of the process and the subsequent satisfaction etched the experience into my consciousness, unlike the nebulous recollection surrounding my nipple piercings. Surrounding my ears are four piercings, each a marker of my journey in self-expression. The decisions to pierce were deliberate, a conscious effort to manifest facets of my identity through these small, yet significant, embellishments. Similarly, a single piercing adorns my nose—a subtle rebellion against convention, a declaration of individuality.

"Breathe in." She inhaled and I smoothly drove the needle through her flesh. She didn't move an inch. "Good girl. Almost finished." I took the fourteen gauge barbell and threaded it along the needle, pulling it through the three-quarter inch space under her flesh. I used gauze to gently wipe blood from her pussy. The piercing might bleed slightly for several days. It would also be quite sore in a few hours. I lay the needle and receiving tube on the tray and removed my gloves. I pushed two fingers into her pussy.

The two men coyly stood farther away, but their faces were still holding back laughter. ...... In the room, Mu Zi touched her ear, there was no more blood. Originally, there were ear holes, and the bleeding was just a tiny bit, just that she had never worn earrings, and now she felt that the two sides were heavy and a bit unaccustomed to it. "Does it still hurt?" Murong Cheng finished wearing two earrings for her, Mu Zi was nothing, he on the contrary was nervous and sweating. When local anesthesia was used for surgery, he hadn't even been this nervous.

"I have had enough god damned changes for a while. I like pretty earrings and I'll be damned if I'm going to give them up." I picked up the sparkling studs, removed the backs, and slammed the first one and then the other earring through my right ear. Then I picked up one of the long dangling earrings and pushed that through my left earlobe. The pain was sharp and it burned, but after a few moments it quieted and the holes stopped bleeding. By the time I swabbed it all down with rubbing alcohol, the holes were healed with my earrings firmly in place. Noelle was watching me with amusement on her face, "You're going to have to do that every time you want to wear earrings, you know. And make sur