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simply-whump · 1 month

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The Impossible Heir : Episode 6

#the impossible heir #asian whump #whump #kdrama #korean drama #kdramaedit #lee jae wook #collapse #hospital escape #dizzy #passing out #worry #looked after

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queen-of-the-phantoms · 9 months

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(pants)

We're outside-

Marie's back, a bit hurt but she's okay

Worn the fuck out, should of rested a bit more.

#hospital escape #pokeblog rp #rotomblr #pkmn irl #irl pkmn

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sayruq · 2 months

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[SOURCE]

#yemen #jerusalem #tel aviv #current events #palestine #free palestine #gaza #free gaza #news on gaza #palestine news #news update #war news #war on gaza #fascism #al shifa hospital #escape room

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latenightsundayblues · 7 months

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Lawrence squirmed uneasily; the mere sight of the individual across the room had initially managed to knock the air out from his lungs and squeeze his heart mercilessly, a breath held tightly within his chest tinted with the taste of bile. His lips parted absentmindedly when his vision finally cleared itself seconds later and allowed him to take a good look at the man, who, unsurprisingly, was definitely not Adam Faulkner. It's just the new janitor. Gordon wasn't sure whether the pang he felt afterwards was one of relief or disappointment.

Although the uncanny resemblance still disturbed him greatly, he could now identify various signs that should've tipped him off to that sooner (other than Adam being, well, dead); slightly longer hair reaching the base of David's damp neck-- Gordon had managed to catch his name in the tag on his uniform--, a gnarly red line ripped along his cheekbone altering the path of the sweat drops rolling down his forehead and a sarcastic tone of voice without the intention of lightening the mood, but tainted with a certain degree of hostility. Gordon would've risked calling it defensive, even.

He tried not to think too much about the stranger as he drove back to his lamentably empty apartment, to no avail.

#DAVID AND GORDON MEETUP LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOO #this thought always made me sad #i like to think David is just like. kind of a dick. ESPECIALLY after escaping the reverse beartrap #the thought of gordon starin at david the entire day at the hospital and subconsciously trying to get close to him bc he reminds him of ada #only to get horribly rejected because of david's own paranoia and terrible mental state after what happened to him #also gordon being a survivor as well would basically turn him into a walking reminder of David's traumatic experience #TEARS. IN MY EYES.#lawrence gordon #saw fanart #saw 2004 #chainshipping #saw 0.5 #adam stanheight #adam faulkner #adam x lawrence #lawrence x adam #latenightsundayblues art tag

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thegoblinboy · 10 months

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The Kings Hostage

i decided to listen to my brain and the people about writing a alternate meeting in season three with Steddie.

Eddie sat impatiently in one of the most uncomfortable chairs he has ever sat in. Afraid that if he stood up someone in the waiting room would quickly steal his seat. But his bladder was screaming at him. (Let's just say, anxiety was not the only thing racing through his body.) That being the reason why he started to decline any beverage offered to him.

Random staff members of the hospital had gone around with a pitcher of water and cups to hand out every other hour or so. Giving many cups to numerous children who were sitting with an older family member who were waiting for any news on someone who had been affected by the mall fire. That was the main story going around about so many people being there. Others on the other hand were there in hopes that some of the unidentified patients were their loved ones. Whom they haven't heard from and knew were going to be in the mall around the time it lit up into flames.

Thankfully Eddie wasn't in the same situation as them. His Uncle, Wayne Munson had been nowhere near the fire. In fact, he had been across town working an overnight shift at one of the numerous factories that lived on the outskirts of Hawkins. That had been a short relief for him before he found out from the front desk that the old man nearly cut his entire fucking finger off with one of the saws like an absolute dumbass.

The second Eddie gets a hold of him he was chewing the man's ear off, who by the way had just promised Eddie that he would stay away from the more dangerous equipment and let one of the younger guys handle it. Or literally anyone who was more qualified for the position.

Leaning forward a bit, placing his elbows on his knees he begins to rub his face feeling very stressed out. Thankfully nowhere close to some in the room currently, who were faintly crying on and off as the reality of the situation hit them. Soft little hiccups being heard through the silence that had settled in once midnight hit. Allowing a few of the younger kids to sleep in silence, and some of the old as well. A silent agreement amongst the whole room.

His stomach was growling, growing more upset as he lets a soft agitated sigh out as he stands up. Feeling his back and legs pop from sitting for so long. If he waits any longer, he was for sure going to piss himself. Sure, it would probably distract everyone from the situation at hand, but it wasn't something he wanted to do.

He moves across the floor, the first person to move within the past couple of hours. He gives a bittersweet smile to one of the front desk ladies when their eyes meet, mouthing a soft bathroom to her before the acknowledgement is quickly ignored again.

Moving through the doors, he heads to the bathroom that was a bit out of the way. The set up was weird but he wasn't going to complain if it means getting out of the waiting room and from the small crowd for a few minutes. Taking a right, he moves opening the door to the bathroom. Glancing at the numerous urinals placed across the wall as he doesn't waste time handling his business. Washing his hands before he begins to throw cold water against his face in hope of two things. Waking up, and to get rid of the sweat that was starting to cause his skin to go sticky.

His hands were currently bundling up a paper towel when the door flies open. Banging against the wall pretty hard as someone throws themselves inside like they were on a mission of some sort.

Eddies eyes open a bit more, this person waking him up more than what cold water could. Not missing the frantic way, the person, obviously a guy quickly shuts the door. Eddies exhausted, so it takes a moment for it to click that the same guy was currently in a blue gown. And if Eddie looked further down his back his ass was very much on full display. Eddie was so close in fact that he could see the slight heart shaped mole that was living on the right guy's ass cheek.

His mouth falls open and shut, about to protest something when the other turns around. Breathing heavily with messy hair and a even more messed up face. Eye lid nearly closed from being so swollen. It takes a longer time for Eddie to process that Steve Harrington was currently standing in front of him then processing the heart shaped mole on his ass.

The guy does not look like he's doing okay, that was at least the third observation he catches. Faintly hearing loud footsteps coming from the hall, as if someone were racing after him. Along with a radio cutting in with an even louder voice.

"Patient from room 420 is on the loose, repeat we have a running patient. Names Steven Amir Harrington -" How fitting, Steve Harringtons middle name literally meant prince. "Is 5'11, brunette with blonde highlights. Approach with caution, patient is showcasing signs of PTSD and unusually high levels of paranoia."

Hearing that, Eddie's eyes grow bigger as he opens his mouth to shout. Before he can though the other is quickly throwing himself forward after locking the door. Hand landing over his mouth, dropping the clothes he had been holding under his arm onto the ground. The light shuffle not causing enough noise to catch the attention of the security guard that literally just walked by. Responding to the call on his walkie, unable to be heard as the man in front of Eddie starts to plead like his life depended on it. And for all Eddie could know it does.

"Please, shh - don't. I just need a minute to get changed and then I'm out of your hair Munson. Please just - just don't say anything. Don't want them to find me." His whisper is low, and each word slurs a bit as Eddie takes a shaky breath from the palm of the others hand. Still not believing that he was being pinned up against the wall by Steve fucking Harrington. Who looks like he lost a bar fight against Andre the fucking giant. But there was something in the other's eyes. A sort of desperation that Eddie can't ignore.

Nodding his head carefully, he decides to do whatever the other wanted. there was no way he was winning a fight against the ex king of Hawkins high.

And holy shit, was the freak currently being held hostage by the ex-king of Hawkins high?

still unsure if I'm going to write more to this, but this is the scene that's been lost in my head a bit. I'm exhausted, but who knows I might add more lmao. If you want to see more just let me know.

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transmascdagothur · 9 months

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You got Chadgoth Ur, now you get Dadgoth Ur

#dadgoth ur #come look upon my lavenders nerevar #i was gonna post this on friday but i got hospitalized #grippy socks jail like my friend kira put it #i'm ok now kira helped me escape #thank you kitten #anyway #i'm gonna be so real with you rn #i stopped taking my meds and went on a dagoth ur art spree #i'm gonna try to keep it up but with less psychosis #stay tuned #tesblr #art #dagoth ur #elder scrolls #drawing #tes #morrowind

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acepumpkinpatrick · 2 months

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OH WOW! @staff is working hard, huh

Anyway, here's the article again

#palestine #gaza #gaza strip #free palestine #free gaza #israel #genocide #ישראל #israeli army #current events #humanitarian crisis #human rights #medical doctor #hospital #escape room

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jordanstrophe · 11 months

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Behave, 12

*:･ﾟ✧ SURPRISE *:･ﾟ✧

[Masterlist]

CW: Whumper hospital, captive, restrained, manhandled, whumper turning caretaker, escape, annggssstt

A camera turned until it fixated on ‘the patient’. The patient who restlessly paced the small room back and forth, the camera keeping up with them like a spotlight.

Whumpee stopped when the door started banging. They breathed shaken breath and put their back to the wall, their body aching in what was sure to be another series of ungentle tests.

Whumper shoved their way inside and slammed the door behind them, shaking the wall whumpee had their back to as they jumped away from it. Without so much a hello, whumper grabbed both of their arms and pulled whumpee an inch from their face.

“We’re leaving. Now. Right now.” Whumper hissed in their ear.

The words didn’t seem to resonate. “Leaving” usually meant getting a walk around the halls for ten minutes and that was all the excitement they got for a day. But the way whumper said it this time, it meant something else.

“Turn around.” Whumper grabbed their shoulders and twisted them to face the wall. Whumee’s wrists were grabbed behind their back as whumper tied them together with a strap.

“Wh-... What are you doing?” Whumpee froze.

“I’m restraining you.” Whumper spoke in a hurry.

“Why!? I didn’t take your keys this time!” Whumpee argued, squirming and pulling away.

“I know! I know that, just... Just trust me, okay?” Whumper turned them back around and gave them a stern look. “Do you trust me?” Whumper asked in a calmer tone.

It was a no, and a yes. Whumpee trusted them with their life, but didn’t trust that they wouldn’t hurt them. They had hurt them, countless times in the past.

“I-... I d-... I-” Whumpee stuttered, their eyes going anywhere but meeting whumper's unwavering stare.

“It’s fine, whumpee it’s fine... I understand.” Whumper sighed, gently shaking them to quiet them down. “Just walk with me and behave yourself. Can you do that for me?” They asked..

“What’s happening?” Whumpee shook, worry painting their face.

“Can you do it?!” Whumper suddenly raised their voice, jerking their shoulders as whumpee flinched into a nod.

That nod was apparently good enough. Whumper grabbed their arm and led them out into the hall. It wasn’t gentle, or caring like they normally were. It was rushed, protective, forceful.

“Hey!” A voice called behind them. They both froze and turned around, a doctor in a long white coat swiftly sped up to them. “What are you doing? You know you’re not allowed to see them anymore.” They shouted at whumper.

Whumper let out a loud, drawn-out sigh. “Yes! Yes I’m fully aware of that! I just caught them trying to escape. We’re lucky I stumbled upon them in time.” Whumper argued back.

~“What?”~ Both whumpee and the doctor gasped.

“About had the door to the infirmary picked! I’m taking them straight to isolation.”

“I didn’t try to escape!” Whumpee barked at them. Their outburst was punished by a cruel yank as whumpee stumbled and almost fell over, having to use whumper’s shoulder for support.

“Denying it won’t save you. We’re leaving. Now let's go.”

Whumper turned whumpee back around and began leading them away. The doctor didn’t seem to want to argue and let them continue on with their punishment.

Whumpee was too shaken to question what just happened. They trembled, and whumper who held the back of each of their arms could feel it.

“You’re doing great, just keep walking.” Whumper loosened their grip and touched their shoulder. That was the touch whumpee was used to, gentle, calming. They didn’t walk to isolation either, but instead an emergency exit as whumper pulled out a key. They hesitated with it hovering over the lock.

“This will set off all the alarms, so we’re going to have to run, okay?” They whispered.

Whumpee’s heart jolted a couple extra beats and surely their complexion visibly whitened. They looked at whumper, who only looked at them with seriousness.

"We’re leaving? Actually leaving?” Whumpee blinked.

“You’re not safe here and I can’t protect you anymore." Whumper smiled and touched their cheekbone.

"Yes, whumpee. We’re leaving.”

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 9 months

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