#Got injured in the process

[texeoghea]

kamen rider really is a series about women. with obstacles. to me

#my art #doodles #kamen rider #kamen rider fourze #miu kazashiro #i expected to end up liking her bc kamen rider is really good at writing the women interesting to me despite them being side characters #but i was not expecting an actual like. heartfelt She Is Not Just A Mean Girl moment and not in the Shes Actually Nice way #she IS mean. there didnt seem to be any redemption for that. but she also didnt belittle her rival she did everything in her power to win #even when she got injured in the process because that challenge was real to her. and she belittled her fans only because #she understood that their support was false and shallow and therefore meaningless to everyone #this is the miu show. gentaro give her the belt #THE THING ABOUT KAMEN RIDER IS THAT THE FEMALE CHARACTERS ARE ALWAYS REALLY INTERESTING BUT THEY STILL DO NOT MATTER #IT KILLS ME. HOW ARE YOU GOING TO MAKE A CHARACTER WHO IS INTEGRAL TO THE PLOT AND ALSO NOT HAVE HER INVOLVED IN ANYTHING #(that one is about hana from den-o and i know there were circumstances surrounding the actress' health it just still bothered me)

[grinchwrapsupreme]

i'm not gonna recover from chas tenenbaum telling his father "i've had a rough year, dad" while on the verge of tears and then immediately hiding that pain again to go show his sons the new dog like nothing happened

#the royal tenenbaums #chas tenenbaum #yeah richie was sad and everything but christ chas really got me #the way he gets one brief moment of being his father's son and then immediately has to go be a father to his own sons #one moment of vulnerability out of earshot of those kids and then he puts on a smile for them #it was interesting to me how all through the kids didn't seem to miss their mom at all the grief was purely on chas's shoulders #and the way he turned that grief into obsession like damn dude #also #when he throws eli over the wall to get him out of there in a moment of blind rage and panic for endangering his kids #and looks back at his own brother who he injured in the process and all the people staring at him openly #and then throwing himself over the wall too because he's realized he is also a danger to his kids and the other people he cares about #wish it was any other actor so i could be insane about him in piece but no it had to be ben stiller

[discyours]

Maintenance guy pulled a "you're a little shy aren't you :)"

You are a strange man inside my house, please shut the fuck up

#he broke shit and injured himself in the process #I got the first aid kit and offered him rubbing alcohol and he went “no alcohol! that hurts” why are men fucking babies

[secretlythatsme]

i feel like i see so many vivisection and de-aged danny fics in the dc x dp fandom but surprisingly i've never seen the two concepts mixed? i'm sure someone's had to have done that before but idk i thought i'd see more of it. that's like Prime batpham angst

#like someone sees this bloody injured 5 year old danny and theyre like oh no he got hurt :( #and then they see the vivisection cut and theyre like Oh No He Got Hurt >:( #like yeah bruce would adopt de aged danny regardless of how severe his injuries are #but seeing that would definitely speed up the emotions and process for everyone involved #even jason would understand

[dirt-str1der]

Love that shinada is moaning and crying out because hes so scared of getting shot and akiyama looks extremely stressed out but neither kiryu or saejima give a shit theyre just like okay.

#Yakuza liveplay #kiryu and saejima recently got shot and theyre fine . love how this series forgets that kiryu is injured #like he has a bullet in his side . in his kidney perhaps #and saejima got shot in the thigh and kiryu just needed to sleep it off and he was back on his feet #like even date asked him 'how are you standing ...' and kiryu ignored the question #i want to think that after the events of these games kiryu just goes back to normal life and two days later he collapses in the kitchen and #haruka has to call an ambulance for him . like if hes in jail he literally will go through processing then when hes alone in his cell #(they cant put him with anyone else or theyll try to have sex with him) kiryu collapses through lights out and they find him on the ground #in the morning in critical condition with drying froth on his chin where he had a little seizure

[aydascomprehendsubtext]

I refuse to learn the lesson that i need to ask for help more because the consequences while bad are also very very funny

#greentext time in the tags. be me. busy day at work. someone texts asking members of my team to carry boxes #see text 3 min after its been sent and find one giant box and 0 relevant authorities. assume i am especially late and pick up the box #box in question is too heavy for this 7 min walk across campus but i proceed #fail to find shortcut and in process fall down like 5 stairs. also incredibly congested so my nose is running #local campus safety woman sees me on the floor shaking and sniffling. thinks i have really injured myseld #i reassure her and repack the box. proceed to fuck ton of stairs. panic and call only team member i have specific number for #tell her i might be late w the box. shes like. what box. im on the other side of campus #i say. well itll take too long for you to get here to help anyway. proceed. legs at this point screaming #drop box off at building. no one is there. go back. everyone is running around looking for the one single box #there was only one box. i say oh i got it. then i work my six hour shift. now. legs hurt #this sounds sad but genuinely it is so funny to me rn. like. dude what is your PROBLEM

[honeysucklethornsandalligtrhorns]

It’s the end of an era.. just posted the last chapter of my first fanfic today :[[[ imma miss it ngl

#fanfiction #I HAD SUCH A GOOD TIME WRITING IT TOO #AND NOW.. it’s over #over the course of writing it- injuries sustained #my French teacher broke several ribs and punctured a lung #a girl on my badminton team committed suicide #two guys I knew got hit by cars (one of them very severely injured) #ummm not an injury but my sister got her first boyfriend #my school had its play #I performed in a play #I’ve written five other fics during the process #and a ton of other stuff #like mental health etc

[smegdwarf]

Remember the things I got for my birthday at the beginning of the year? Well I’ve finally framed them and they don’t fall down!! 🙌🏻😅

It only took a frame breaking and a cut finger but we don’t need to talk about that 👀😂

Also framed the signed last page of the series 8 Back in the Red: Part IIl script ☺️

#red dwarf #arnold rimmer #arnold j rimmer #arnold judas rimmer #rimmer #hologram #chris barrie #red dwarf series VIII script #I got injured during the process but it’s fine …almost worth it ngl #the signature on the script page is Jenna Russell who sings the outro and picked this page for a charity auction

[picavecalyx]

  me, patting silva: this kid can fit SO MUCH LIFE

#crack ;; head empty only friendship #and trauma! bonus! #yeah silva's got. #it's funny; she gets injured. she takes life. #but it's not like her body completely gets rid of/uses all the life she takes it #she takes in an over abundance of life #it's process in her body but not all of it is used or wastes. it's stored. #as i said before her organs literally have been slowly changing; shriveling; growing; splitting and even making new organs #JUST to store life #silva's got a TON of stored up life inside her body that she just. doesn't know how to use? #her body just keeps taking because what it knows how to do is take and heal with that initial life it takes #what does it do with the extra? process. store. #like this kid has so much energy/life stored in her if someone could see that life they would see just. bright. VERY BRIGHT. #she's full of it and her body is just making more space to allow more of it to absorb into it

[eudico-my-beloved]

I fucking hate my culinary class table group soooo bad i should be allowed to hit them with carrots i think

#They made me do basically everything while they got chairs and phones wayy before they were supposed to except for the dishwasher #At least she offered to help occasionally AND did her work (tho i did steal it towards the end but i voluntarily did it so. Doesnt count) #Im literally missing like a quarter of a nail on one hand on top of the usual joint and back pains and migranes and i was sous today #But noo the executive who should be doing the most is the guy who sits on his ass the whole time and has his earbuds in all the time and #Half asses everything like. Bitch why the FUCK you in culinary if you dont wanna do shit and just eat!!!!!! #He only does things when hes forced to do them like. The fuckers were on their phones while i had to squeeze the water out of shredded #and sweated zucchinis while also trying to keep my injured finger from coming in contact with the water #and i barely got the executive to help squeeze the water for like. Less than a minute while i went to grab smth #Before he just dumped the still too wet zucchini into the mixing bowl and he just went back to sitting on his ass #Also while i was cutting the green onions and mincing he was supposed to be start mixing the batter but he just stood there and did nothing #i had to make the batter and while i was writing on the zucchinis i only then realized that after shredding the zucchini no one started the #sweating process and just left it there. And watched me mix the batter instead and i had to hurriedly dump the zucchini #And forced them to add the salt and toss it while i brought the dirty dishes to the dishwasher #And by the time we drained the zucchini and mixed it into the batter the class was halfway through and everyone else was eating and shit. #So while i fried the rest of them just watched hells kitchen #At leas the dishwasher offered to help shes a fucking godsend #And we also got them to fry the last one so. While it isnt much and it amounts to absolutely nothing we did get them to do something at lea #And dont even get me started on the state of the kitchen that we come to all the time #The previous class just leaves everything dirty and when i got the pan out all three were all greasy and sticky and gross #And the mixing bowls were yucky and encrusted in some unknown white substance #I washed them all #And i am so very fucking mad even though its been 4 hours since the class #I need to explode all of the fuckers NOW

[i-appear-misssing]

I can't remember if I cried 6 years ago when I got hurt the first time

#I don't think so #i had no idea #I'm trying to be phylosofical about this #like #how much I've grown since it happened #the five wonderful years of running around without having to worry too much about my knee #you know- new chapter same injury #a sort of callback to the basic essence of me #something about how you can't escape yourself and wherever you go there you are and how things change but maybe not really #something about how i have not learned my lessons and maybe this will be THE time i do #it's coming back to me in bits and pieces now #the shooting pain i felt the night right after i got injured and how it's not the same now which is kind of reassuring but eh #how unaware i was of what was about to happen to me #i was head over heels in love with elliott and i was wethering the storm of my first gay.......whatever that was #i was heartbroken and i had been sad for a while already #drinking alone in the fields at night or on my balcony after training #trying to push down all of the difficult things i didn't know how to process #not talking to anyone #i imagine myself curled up in a corner inside myself like a wounded animal listening to angry elliott songs #i remember when i stopped crying and the heat of summer started seeping through the floorboards and the gaps in the old ass windows #the songs i wrote that came so effortlessly and how i was always alone somehow #i don't remember where my roommates were and why they weren't there most of the time #i do remember how compulsively i would hode feom anyone though #how i drank and hopped around on one leg and i pined so hard for her because she had told me about how her legs would hurt too sometimes #there were random bursts of anguish that would strangle me at random times of the day #i wouldn't call them panic attacks #i remember how bright the colors looked- everything was so yellow and out of place in my eyes #what was even the point if i couldn't move #everything depended on how well i could perform for my dad or the girl i liked or whoever the fuck #i have always asked so much of my body and appreciated it so little for everything it gave me

[teacuphoneybee]

happy new year might fuck around and quit my job

#as much as i love being able to blast my shitty music all day and say i work at a butcher shop #im officially making min wage a year and a half into my full time Exhausting ass job #working outside year round and crawling under carcasses #throwing around 100s of lbs every day #min wage in md just went up to $15 an hour and i was just denied a raise lol #also half of the processing room just got injured in the Same car accident and the boss is refusing to hire anyone new until spring #my work load is about to triple #plus uhh i was promised 2 raises and insurance by now and we didn't get christmas bonuses #outlook not so good !!!!

[merriblu]

Fitness Journal 4 - 28 Dec 23

I can’t put to words how ecstatic I feel right now. It has been 10 years since the last time I was able to run without pain (like the bad kind of pain). I did this exact run last May and old injuries spiked up hours after the run and now, 3 weeks after surgery, there’s no pain and the run was actually easy/pleasant. The weight training and low impact cardio also made such a huge impact on today‘s success.

To be fair, I probably could have walked this faster than what I ran haha.

I‘m so looking forward to completing this 5k program and registering for my first race!!

#fitness journal 2023 #fitness journey #running #I was so surprised when I got the cooldown notification #I’m going to trust the process even if it feels too easy right now #my biggest fear is to overtrain #and then become injured AGAIN

[peepsibrandsoda]

Sometimes...even in silly TTRPGs....your Character can't catch a fucking break and you feel bad for the character but also love the turmoil they're being forced through

#like #my poor girl Cece in a VTM campaign #ALL IN ONE NIGHT #cant catch a single break #her sire fucking dipped out due to fear of a growing threat #her haven got compromised due to one of her coterie members' shit gettin hacked by hunters #so they know the location of HER home #and due to her being Tremere #she got a terrifying premonition #and later was in a car chase #and afterwards found her coterie memeber injured as all fuck #AGAIN ALL IN ONE NIGHT. AND HAS HAD NO CHANCE TO PROCESS SHITE AND SHE IS THE DEFACTO 'LEAD' OF THEIR CREW #Help her

[neckromantics]

We don't talk enough about how absolutely devastating and romantic and hot the idea is that Astarion would know the scent of your blood anywhere.

How quickly he would notice when you've even the slightest of nics? When, no matter how focused on anything else he might be at the time, he always comes to check it out?

You'll be peeling a piece of apple with your pocket knife when it slips in your grip. The sharp edge of the blade slices a shallow cut into the meat of your thumb, and you inhale sharply through your nose even though it barely hurts at all. Instinct has you sucking your injured digit into your mouth with a soft curse– the sweet juice of the fruit you were snacking on quickly overpowered by the metallic twang of blood.

You nearly jump out of your skin when he appears over you not a moment later. He makes some offhand comment about how careless you are. Takes hold of your injured hand and tuts like he intends to tease, but he isn't fooling anyone.

He stands so close, jaw ticking as he clenches his teeth, a tension in his shoulders that tells you he's doing everything in his power to keep composure. Your blood calls to him like a moth to a flame, and as funny as you find it in the moment, you don't have the heart to tease him for it. It's actually kind of endearing.

He'd only get quicker in noticing as time passes.

Especially after you've been traveling together for a few years, and he's come to know your scent better than his own. Which only makes sense considering how often he's got his nose pressed to some part of you. (He thinks you smell good.)

At this point, when you get injured in battle, he often catches the fragrance before you've even processed that you've been hit.

He'd suck in a sharp breath through his teeth– a hiss so loud that it catches your attention just enough for you to spare him a glance as you fight.

It's all you need to see just how blown his pupils are from where you're standing, mostly because his gaze is laser locked onto you to second you search for him. His movements turn faster. Deadlier, as he scans the field before you. Determined. Hungry. Angry. He's searching for the sorry wretch that dared to get the best of you– that dared spill even a drop of his beloved's precious blood upon the soil.

You've already taken them down, of course. Poor sap might have gotten a good dig in at your shoulder, but ultimately didn't stand a chance once he properly pissed you off.

Astarion's eyes go heavy.

Half-lidded in that special way of his and only darkening further as he appraises you. You can practically feel it as he follows the line of your throat, zeroes in on your pulse point for a moment, before settling to watch the warm crimson that's beginning to soak into the sleeve of your tunic.

You see a bit of concern in those eyes, but then he sees your smile and– A flash of hot, honeyed desire catches you by surprise.

You suddenly can't tell if it's just the blood loss making you woozy or if he's about to make you swoon like a maiden from an old romance novel. You try (and fail) to keep a straight face when he sinks his dagger into his final opponent's neck without so much as a glance their way.

There's a splash of red against pale white skin, and a lifeless body dropping to the grass by his feet. Your heart stutters in your chest, and he all but moans in response to the sound of it. A mere four paces and he's on you– hands and teeth and tongue exploring every inch of your exposed skin, ripping open parts of your armor to gain better access, like you're not stood in a field of gore and ruin and freshly spilled blood.

You cling to him like a lifeline.

Before he drags you away to camp– to a warm tent and a soft bedroll where he can have his way with you for as long as you and your mortal body will allow him– he has you down a potion of healing or two.

And it's a good thing one of you has a Lesser Restoration spell handy somehow, cause you're most definitely gonna need it.

#bg3 #astarion ancunin #baldurs gate 3 #astarion #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #bg3 tav #astarion headcanons

[altruisticalastor]

↳˗ˏˋAlastor x Readerˊˎ˗ ↴

☒ Summary: You tend to Alastor's wounds after the fight with Adam. The weight of almost losing him nearly breaks you.

☒ Warnings: gn!reader, hurt / comfort, implied established relationship, descriptions of injuries and stitching them up, mentions of anxiety, the reader cries a bit, comforting!alastor, and also soft!alastor, one kiss, non-sexual undressing, soft touches

☒ Word Count: 1,010

All you could think of the moment the battle ended was Alastor.

The last you saw of him, he was going head-to-head with Adam. But witnessing Nifty stab the lowly man made you worry something terrible happened to Alastor.

The moment you had a second to breathe, you rushed toward the Radio Demon's tower. A trail of blood leading toward his sanctuary sent a wave of fear down your spine. Your steps quickened at the sight, and all the worst-case scenarios flooded your mind. 

When you swung the door open, the view of Alastor blanketed your body with a cold sweat in the weight of a moment. He was doubled over the control panel, ears pinned flat to his head as the crackle in his voice echoed through the space with each breath he took. 

"Alastor!" You cried out, rushing over to his side in an instant. The sound of you calling his name caused his head to whip around. You wasted no time assessing his injuries, scanning your anxious gaze over his frame. 

"Worry not, my dear," Alastor coughed, blood spilling down the corner of his mouth. Your eyebrows knit in concern as you began raiding his radio tower, frantic to uncover a first aid kit. "Of course, I'm going to worry- you're bleeding all over the place!" You exclaimed, letting out a breath of relief as you found the emergency medical kit. 

Hastily, you began pushing Alastor's torn overcoat past his shoulders. The injured man simply gazed down at you, a weary smile decorating his visage. "Darling, I can handle this myself," Alastor clamored through gritted teeth, stopping your hands with his own before you could start unbuttoning his dress shirt. 

You shot your head up to meet his gaze, frustration evident on your face. "No, you can't! You need to let others help you when you need it! Stop trying to handle all these battles on your own. Please, Al," Your voice softened toward the end of your sentence. You didn't want to shout at him while he was wounded so badly, but Alastor's stubbornness got under your skin. Especially now. 

Alastor closed his eyes for a brief moment, taking in a shaky breath before releasing his grasp around your hands. "Alright, my darling... I won't stand in your way any further," His voice was barely above a whisper as he presented you with an apologetic look. You offered him a weak smile in return before undoing the buttons on his blood-soaked shirt. Peeling it off his frame with great gentleness. 

Your eyes widened in fear as you finally saw just how gnarly the gash across his torso really was. Your hands shook ever so slightly as you began threading the needle you uncovered in the first aid kit. "Tell me if it hurts too much, and we'll take a break." You expressed softly, eyes meeting his crimson ones. Alastor only nodded at you as he gritted his teeth harsher than before, bracing for impact. 

Alastor's grip on the edge of his desk tightened, leaving deep claw marks in his wake. You tried to make the stitching process as painless as possible, but there was only so much you could do. "I'm almost done, my love. You're doing so well," Alastor endured the grueling treatment, letting out a breath he wasn't even aware he was holding as you finished patching him up. 

You generously applied ointment before wrapping gauze all the way around his frame. Alastor let out a hiss as the bandage came in contact with his gash. "I know, my love... just hold on a little longer for me," You snuggly secured the gauze before bringing your hands down. You grasped his hands. Clutching his large palms comfortingly as you beamed up at him. 

"There, now you're as good as new." You quipped, massaging the pads of your thumbs into the back of his palms. Alastor grinned wearily, his crimson eyes holding much adoration for you. "Thank you, my darling... I reckon I should apologize for being so uncompromising before," A slight chuckle escaped his lips as Alastor squeezed your hands right back.

You let a laugh of your own fill the room as you leaned in closer. "Ah, don't be... I'm just glad you're okay," Before you could catch up, your head came flush against his shoulder. The adrenaline finally wore off, leaving your body shaky and weak. Alastor didn't miss a beat. He gripped your hips to stabilize you instantly. "My dear, are you alright?" His voice was laced with concern, radio static crackling out ever so slightly.  

Tears began brimming in your eyes before you could stop them, and a lump formed in your throat. One that you couldn't seem to swallow down. "Sorry, I just..." A hiccup shook your body as your hands came up to his chest, being careful not to graze his injury. "If you would have died... I couldn't bear it!" 

Alastor felt his heart ache at your sorrowful cries. Your solemn words only added fuel to the fire. One of his hands unhurriedly came up to the back of your head, cradling your neck as Alastor cooed at you. "Oh, my dear," He allowed you to sob into his shoulder for as long as you needed, only releasing his grasp around your head when he heard your cries fizzle out. 

You slowly pushed yourself back against Alastor's chest, sniffling softly as you looked up at him. Before you could process it, Alastor captured your lips with his. Pouring all of his love into the chaste kiss. Your heart fluttered as he rubbed soothing circles into your hips. Your worries seemed to melt away from his embrace. Alastor was your everything, and the fact that you nearly lost him today scared the fuck out of you. 

Alastor pulled back unhurriedly, still keeping his face close to yours. He nuzzled his nose against your own before he whispered, "I'm not going anywhere, my darling. You're stuck with me for all of eternity. I expect you haven't forgotten that already!"

#hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #alastor #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #alastor x you #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel imagine #alastor imagine #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fluff #alastor fluff #alastor angst #hazbin hotel angst