Juuzou Stitches Novels & Stories

"I'll go ahead and remove these stitches." Jason shifted slightly, arms crossed as he watched Jerry's every movement, his gaze sharp, almost protective, though I could sense the underlying vigilance. Jerry worked carefully, lifting the first stitch with a pair of tweezers and snipping it away with surgical scissors, each movement precise. I held my breath, feeling a slight pull with each snip, a series of tiny, almost indistinguishable tugs as the stitches came free.

Zay's POV "So you just do a regular knot at the end? There isn't some kind of special knot that has to be done?" I giggled at Celeste’s question. Xavier didn't want her to worry with helping with all of his work but he also didn't want her to be bored. Celeste didn't want to be away from Xavier though so she decided to help me. I was currently teaching her how to stitch up a wound and I have to say that she is a natural.

Phoebe's gaze fell on the damaged part of the wedding dress, her brows furrowing slightly. Without hesitation, she skillfully opened the sewing kit, delicately picking up the needle and thread with practiced ease. The issue wasn’t difficult to fix—her proficiency in needlework made it a simple task. With unwavering focus, she threaded the needle and carefully embroidered a petal over the torn area. Each stitch, precise and meticulous, concealed the flaw seamlessly.

Apocalypse With my eyes on his sleeping face, and by touching him with feather light hands, I made sure he didn’t wake up, while I created a Shibari art with some Asanawa rope. The rope consists of three strands of jute thinner ropes twisted together. This made it strong but also soft and flexible at the same time. I knew as soft as it might feel, if knotted too tight the rope can bite painfully into the flesh. I needed to put the right amount of tension when making the knots to keep him tightly bound but not to hurt him. At least not too much, I smile at that thought.

He grinned back at me. I doubled up the string, made it as thick as possible so it didn’t break going through my skin. I took a deep breath. I pinched the skin of my leg together and pushed the needle through; I connected the two pieces together. I hissed out as I pulled the needle and string through. I made a knot and went in for another stitch. My hands shook as I continued to make the stitches. Five minutes went by, and I completed my last stitch. I made ten haphazard stitches along the cut; it would scar, but it wasn’t bad for what I had available. “Not bad,” Joe said as he watched me cut the string with my teeth.

The dragon transformed back into his meat suit. "Holy mother of hell!" He raved, biting down hard on his bottom lip as saliva leaked down his chin. "Hold still," Prudence warned, then she used her fingers to clutch the wound together, and with precision, she began to stitch him up. It was an elongated wound, and with every stitch, they noticed the thread was disappearing. "There, all done," Prudence whispered as she knotted the end of the thread. "How did you do that?" Zoey asked.

he inquired his gaze riveted on her hand. “Depends how large or small the affected area. For this, almost immediately,” she generously responded. “There are latex gloves in the medical bag. You will need to use it for the stitching.” He stood up to wash his both hands with soap, dried it with clean towel and pulled out new latex gloves from its box. Aurora instructed him to get some Nonabsorbable sutures, and the type of needle to use. Everything was sealed and sterilized. She then explained how to put the thread on the needle. Jared needed his eye glasses to complete the task. He was stunned to see that they were not going to use a standard needle but a suture needle