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random-fandom-whump · 2 years
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Graceland S01E09 ↳ RFW's Favorite Graceland Whump Moments
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ride-a-dromedary · 7 months
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You're not a doppelganger, are you? Trying to study me, learn all my secrets so you can take my place?
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ghouljams · 10 months
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So you might’ve said something previously and I just missed it but I was reading the tags on your post about soap and Goose and goose had an accident? And Soap drove her to the hospital??? Have you said something before and I just missed it it’s 5am here I feel like I’m going insane trying to figure this out-
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Goose's accident happens at the end of Soap's first summer with them and is part of Goose's story that I haven't talked about yet because, well, there's no good way to bring it up... but it colors a lot of how Price treats her on the farm as well as how close she and Soap are. Nothing brings people together like some solid medical need. We are also going to do some serious suspension of disbelief as I write moderately improbably situations and injuries, everyone be nice.
You never really bought the whole slow motion play in movies when characters get hurt. You've seen people get hurt, seriously hurt, and it always happens fast. It's quick and messy, and you've never needed a slow motion edit to know that it must have hurt like a bitch.
You get it now. That your brain must have been trying to find the right angle to record the trauma, that it must have been searching for some way out of this. Once you actually were hit everything sped back up, the pain sped back up. You try to lay still and stare up at the clouds, you're supposed to stay still until someone comes to patch you up. You're cold.
Soap drops to his knees next to you. You think that cloud looks a lot like a butterfly. He presses down hard on your stomach and the ringing in your ears grows louder until it pops and you feel the full burning extent of the pain. It's excruciating. Every nerve in your body lit up on high alert to make sure you know you've been nearly gutted.
People are yelling, Soap is yelling. You've never heard him yell before. His face is twisted into something unreadable as he looks at you. The world seem very fuzzy and watery, or maybe you're crying? Are you crying? You can't feel anything past the electric shock of ripping pain from the wound.
"I know, I know, I'm sorry," He's telling you, "I have to keep pressure on-" and you don't really have the brain power to parse the Scotts that he's speaking past that.
Your stomach, aside from feeling like its been thrust into a salted fire, is wet. That must be the blood. And there's something hard on your chest, something that's speaking in a calm tone.
You try to focus on your breathing, but that only brings fresh shocks of pain through you. It feels like every twitch makes you want to flinch away from your own body. You've never felt a pain so all-consuming before. So bad you can't even draw a breath to scream from it.
The flashing lights of the ambulance sure got here quick. Or, no, have you been down that long? Someone shines a light in your eyes like they're some sort of doctor. Soap is talking to them with short military precision. You've never ridden in an ambulance before, you'd almost be excited if you could think of anything but the pain. Actually, you can think of something else.
You think the Lucas' have to be the only morons in the state that don't have their bull's horns tipped.
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trustymikh · 1 year
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some TwoMatches
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bericas · 1 year
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our coming of age has come and gone... but i'm a fire and i'll keep your brittle heart warm.
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voidcoretxt · 14 days
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yeah gl w that
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whump-in-the-closet · 2 years
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some more villain whump (unrelated to my other drabble)
CW: blood, like lots of blood, mention of stitches, angst, fear of dying (I think that’s it but let me know if i missed anything!)
{Apply Pressure}
Villain crumpled against the wall, their head snapping against the bricks. Red, and then black flashed across their vision. The hand that had been pressed against their side, against the blood stemming up, now fell away, limp. 
The blood had no intention of stopping. 
And Sidekick could only stare in horror. Everything drained away except the smeared blood on the wall and the erratic rise and fall of Villain’s shoulders. Everything seemed wrong. Everything was wrong. 
The yellow carpet of the apartment building. 
The sound of the cars on the highway. 
Somewhere, on a level below them, there was the click, click, click, of someone working on a laptop. 
And Villain was dying– No. Not dying– bleeding out. All over that hideous carpet. Don’t think about the carpet– move! They could barely keep their thoughts on one track. 
They dropped down beside Villain, forcing their trembling hands to hold steady as they turned Villain’s face toward them. 
Villain’s eyes were closed, their face a color no human should turn. A trickle of blood traced its way down their chin. 
Sidekick took a deep breath. “Villain?” 
No response. And all Sidekick could think of was how wrong this was. Villain had always been the one to pull Sidekick to their feet, stitch them up after the– encounters with Hero and his team. Villain was invincible. They never showed weakness, never flinched, never was anything short of a force of terror. 
That was as much a fact of life as the laws of physics. 
And yet Villain was staining the carpet with blood. The carpet, and Sidekick’s hands. Sidekick was no doctor and they knew it. But Villain was losing a lot of blood, and they knew that too. 
“Villain!” Sidekick repeated, desperation staining the word. “Villain!” They shook the Villain’s shoulders. “What do I do? Villain, please!”
Villain’s eyes flickered open. Then they closed again, Villain’s breathing slowing. “Apply–,” Villain coughed, wincing. “Apply pressure,” they tried again. 
“Won’t that hurt?” Sidekick asked, nervous, gaze dropping to the wine-red wound in Villain’s torso. 
“Do it!” Villain snapped. 
 Sidekick nodded once. They pressed shaking hands to the wound, pushing down, trying to ignore the way it was covering their hands in red. 
 Villain cried out and Sidekick jerked away. “Sorry!” 
Villain hissed. “It's fine. You’re doing great. Please– you can’t stop.”
Reluctantly Sidekick pressed down again, trying to stem the blood welling up. And Villain tried to not scream. They felt for their phone, dialing with hands shaking worse than Sidekick’s, a number they had never wanted to call. Blood stained the screen as Villain put it on speaker. 
“I can’t– I can’t talk– tell them we’re here–” Villain managed. 
Sidekick blinked as a voice answered sharply. The ‘hello’ did not sound very welcoming. “This is Sidekick,” they said. 
“What do you want?” the voice asked. “Why do you have Villain’s phone?” 
Sidekick muttered a curse. Their frustration rose to the surface, manifesting in bitter, burning words. “Maybe because Villain is bleeding out in their apartment hallway, and they could be dying, and I don’t know what I’m doing and I– and I don’t know what I’m doing!” 
 Silence. 
“Apply pressure to the wound.”
This time, Sidekick cursed louder. “I am! It's not doing anything!” 
“I’ll be there in five minutes. Listen to me, very carefully, do not leave them.” 
“I won’t.” I can’t.
The other line went dead. Five minutes. Sidekick could hold out for five minutes. The real question was, could Villain? 
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brenbofen · 7 months
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Being obsessed with Dottore has made me realize a lot about myself,,
Rambling in tags, nsfw warning
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humanveil · 1 year
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do you guys think liv is ever going to get shot like for real. it has been 24 years
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skyloftian-nutcase · 1 year
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Question: how would I know if open bleeding cuts are infected?
Signs of infection in a wound include redness, warmth around the area, more tenderness than before around the wound itself, and purulent discharge, i.e. stuff coming out that ain't blood. If something is actively bleeding that implies it's a fresh wound, which isn't going to get infected immediately, or it isn't healing and closing and constantly reopening, and that is a big invitation for bacteria. Wash the wound, and if it's still bleeding on and off then it might need stitches. Open wounds that are bleeding and oozing need to be covered with gauze, don't leave them open to air until they've at least scabbed over.
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dykes4timrand · 11 months
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my phone charger is so cute if i don’t hold it’s hand it gets scared and stops working
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Blue Bloods S13E01 (✚) ↳ By Request
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chalkrevelations · 2 years
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WTF. I’m only nine and half minutes into Ep 6, and already VV has committed TWO personal attacks on me personally, using the lethal weapon of Puen’s  Jimmy’s  Puen’s SAD LITTLE FACE. OK show, I see we are ramping up efforts to maximize audience investment in Puen. I feel like there’s been a little bit of a shift here? Like Talay is being presented as slightly less sympathetic in comparison to Puen than has been the case in previous episodes? Like metatextually, if the show is taking sides, we might now be sitting just a little bit closer to Puen’s side of the table? Or is that just me, reeling from the way Puen’s sad little accusation of Talay being mean just STABBED ME IN THE HEART AND TWISTED THE KNIFE A COUPLE OF TIMES?
I mean, sure, he’s called Talay mean before this, but not LIKE THIS. ffs, Jimmy, your face, and your tone of voice, and just, you’re KILLING this, and you’re KILLING me right along with it.
I was already like, OW, at the look on Puen’s face when Talay turned him down on the roommates situation supposedly because they’d fight all the time? Which, what? But anyway, I found it particularly interesting, and a little bit more heart-wrenching, that Puen - who’s seemed like he might be happier here than in his own universe, who notably DID NOT answer earlier when Talay asked him if he didn’t want to find his portkey and go home - specifically asked for a song from their universe from Talay, for something from a home that he seems kind of ambivalent about but that’s something that the two of them share. But Talay’s going to be too busy with his video game?
I take it back, I don’t like sad things anymore, I don’t want to see anything sad ever again. ONLY SWEET THINGS.
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cemeterything · 6 months
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having a side wound is such slut behavior tbh. like damn your waist is looking pretty grabbable right now 👀 due to needing to apply pressure to stop the bleeding. but also other factors.
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feleshero · 6 months
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❝ Man, all you hero types are actually very annoying. ❞
Blanket statements were uncool, usually. She knew that generalizations hurt more than they helped and that stereotypes were inherently harmful. But FUCK OFF, Heroes were all the same and she hated it!
Crouched low, carefully creating a cast/tourniquet hybrid out of her webs, she was keeping the 'worry' out of her voice by focusing in on the aggravation.
“it's not as bad as it looks.”
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❝ It's okay to tap out, Red! You can take a SINGLE sick day and let someone else cancel the 'apocalypse'. ❞ It wasn't even a REAL apocalypse. It was a dude with a bell on his head, Felicia could handle this with a hangover. ❝ You're benched, @spinxeret. I'll come get you after I'm done with bell-end over there.❞
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godzexperiment · 9 months
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“If you could go back and change your choices to lead to a future where you got to see your siblings daily, would you? And if so, what would you give to do that?” (Hope this fits)
-the bullying of ocs meme- (always accepting, i adore this stuff especially)
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"Yes, though it would probably be as an result of being the reason for an worst abandonment. Which I mean more painful, sooner but.... It would be worth it. Less shitty in some regards. And uh aside from that? More blood on my hands, unshakable memories- hell I'm constantly debating if killing the illusion of an return is needed... Would likely uh ruin any getting to know them but- yeah there is an lot I'd do for them. To see them daily? Know them... I'd probably do an lot."
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