#life changing injuries

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

Whump Prompt #1125

Submitted by Anon - thanks!

First off, I REALLY love your blog. (Thank you! <3)

My favourite and first whump is Gwen's death in Amazing Spiderman... 

So something like that with a Lover and Whumpee. The lover doesn't necessarily have to die, a hospital drama would suffice. Y’know, with glassy eyes and all that.

Oh yeah, this is the good stuff. 

Especially with how the super powered whumpee goes Off The Rails. They’re always going to wish they could do more. They’re forever going to be wracked with guilt. Does the lover blame them for not getting to them sooner? Does their family blame the whumpee? Will the Lover have permanent injuries as a result?

So much to think about!

#ideas #writing #prompts #whump #angst #near death experiences #death #guilt #accidents #life changing injuries #superpowers #losing control #anger #fear #panic #anxiety

[thepotentialof2007]

[x]

#f1 #porpoising #repetitive impact #racing drivers #health and safety #canada #2022 #overdramatization #if i speak... #the times uk #rebecca clancy #fck it i speak #how dare the sport have a podium celebration #in the wake of a racing incident #after my team told everyone i was ok #everyone else should sck it up tho #when facing predictable and preventable #life changing injuries #because i tell myself i love taking risks

[bluegiragi]

limitations (part 1)

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#i feel like it'd be easy to think of laswell as being unreasonable in this moment (surely she could've let price at least see simon right?) #but she's just lost a squadron of men #one of her closest friends has suffered a life-changing injury after almost dying and one of her soldiers is now a volatile smoke monster. #also first time drawing laswell can i get a heyo #captain john price #kate laswell #monster 141 au #giragi art

[frownyalfred]

Bruce teaching his kids martial arts: “now, when you’re in this position, you can break the knee if you want—”

Dick, whispering to Jason: “if you want??”

#I just think he has a casual indifference to life changing injuries ok #he just wants you to have fun and be yourself #bruce wayne #batman #dc #batfamily #jason todd #batdad #batfam #dick grayson #dc comics #inspired by that tiktok video

[fairyfortalliance]

the imagery of no health regen…… wounded skin that doesn’t heal…. torn clothes….. burns…. scorch marks….. bite marks….. blood everywhere…… unraveling bandages…… oh…….

#secret life #secret life smp #if i ever write a slsmp fic. everyone is going to be wounded as FUCK #like. i love it when fan artists draw the characters punctured with arrows #or burned after dying to lava/fire #and now with no health regen. how the injuries don’t go away #a worn and ragged green life almost desperate to turn yellow #if not for the full set of health again #stab wounds that don’t close. a heart bleeds until you die. the scratch marks itch under the armour #ohhhhhh it’s so sexy #teammates changing each others bandages bc the blood never stops #infected wounds? that only ease when more hearts are earned from the secret keeper? #i’m so obsessed with this already #like yessssss the player gets weaker and weaker as they lose more hearts #they are so damaged and injured they can barely raise their shield #their whole body aching. scathing with every hit and blow #and then when they gain hearts. and the RELIEF #of scorch marks fading. wounds closing. blood drying. pains easing. broken bones set themselves #so much cruelty in the world. everyone takes that extra little care with each other #no more friendly slaps on the shoulder or even high fives #everyone is just very still. too fatigued to do anything but survive

[ferretwhomst]

ghost brothers healing arc real?!?!?!

#i keep thinking abt that suggestion from an anon back in august/sept #where they were like What if when the ghost bros finally found happiness and comfort in each other #their ghost forms changed for the better as well to reflect that #and it makes so much sense to me because like #the physical injuries left on their ghost forms signify the unfinished business that kept their spirits from passing on #stan's brand symbolises the contempt he still has for ford after all the pain he caused him in life #(...and another thing but i'll keep quiet about that for now) #plus of course his wrists; the injuries which actually did him in. #and ford's eye... i mean losing his eye in life means obviously he . won't have it as a ghost #but the fact that it still bleeds. #bill had a huge fucking sway over how his life played out. and the fact that the trauma he inflicted upon ford carries on even in death.. #(and idk what the significance of the neck injury is specifically i just wanted to show that ford was super fucking battered) #ANYWAYS YEAH I HAVE THOUGHTS #gravity falls #blood brothers au #ghost stan #stan pines #ghost ford #ford pines #ferret's art

[shoku-and-awe]

I took a train for a non-medical reason (for the second time in nearly 2 months!)

It went more than 1 stop away(!)

I did not worry about how far away the restaurant was, or if I could walk that far or what it would mean later

We actually changed plans on the fly and wandered around til we found somewhere we liked for a drink

And then went to a SECOND location! Without even checking how far away!

And I sat on a stool????

And my back feels............... normal🥹? And I got home without issue 🥹? And then played with my dog on the floor 🥹🥹?

I know it will hurt when I wake up, maybe pretty badly, but I am kinda starting to trust that maybe I might slowly be getting gradually a little better? Knock wood?

#i don't want to jinx myself and i know it's not OVER #mornings are really painful #and i can't really exercise #but getting even a smidgen of my old life back.............. #to say the least this injury has changed my perspective for life #if you are not disabled: that is only temporary!!!! #please make the world easier #things are only gonna get harder. for all of us. #and love on your friends who are isolated #also STRETCh your fucking body! and see doctors regularly #this has been a psa/post/psaost

[tj-crochets]

Hey y'all! It's weird question time again! I'm pretty sure this one is a long shot, but do you have any advice for getting bruises to heal faster besides icing them when they start? I am fairly anemic and on corticosteroids (for reasons unrelated to the anemia), and while the combo means the steroids take care of the inflammation around bruises pretty well it can also slow healing a bit, and I somehow managed to bruise the inside of my finger. It's not that big a bruise, just supremely inconveniently located I may or may not also have a black eye forming but that's because I messed up trying to put on my headset for work to answer a call and hit myself in the face with part of the headset. That bugs me less than the bruise on my hand though lol

#the person behind the yarn #tj asks weird questions #medical mention #injury mention #again: just barely an injury! but if you want to avoid injuries being mentioned I want to tag for it #my life right now is like corticosteroids vs anemia: who will win??? #and so far the answer is mostly the steroids but that does seem to be changing #I do have another doctor's appointment coming up and am trying to get in to see a hematologist to get an iron infusion #it's just taking a while

[good-beanswrites]

I can't stop thinking of Kyanako's Order of Attack au... there's something so moving to me about how things getting so much worse could be what finally causes Amane to get better -- seeing Fuuta dying may be the final straw of getting her to rethink her rejection of medicine. Been a while since I've attempted something whump-y, this was fun to work with.

Tw for mentions/contemplation of death. I don't go into detail about the cult but the doctrines are implied through it all.

Fuuta was not a big fan of dying.

When he imagined his own death, he always pictured it as something dramatic and fast. Action heroes going out in a show of explosions and gunfire. Fantasy characters meeting the shining end of a blade. Even when he accepted his place in Milgram, it filled his mind with images of gallows and electric chairs. 

Whatever this slow, lengthy fever was, it was pissing him off. 

He’d lost all sense of time. He could no longer tell which hour the prison bells were marking -- morning and night blended together. Dreaming and waking blended together. His head injury and broken leg and broken bones blended together. It was all just pain at the end of the day. He had nonstop visitors that kept him awake and asked him too many questions and prodded his injuries and made his head spin. Somehow, he was simultaneously alone every time he rolled over to talk to someone. Painfully, suffocatingly alone. 

If Kotoko was going to kill him with those ridiculous emo boots of hers, she should have just done it. He was losing his mind here: devoid of all energy, suffering through broken bones and a cracked head, and boiling in an increasingly fiery fever. Maybe that was the reason he stopped commenting when he watched Amane pocket the medicine Shidou had left him. Maybe that was why he’d stopped following Shidou’s instructions himself. Even after losing an eye and taking a beating herself, Amane always looked at peace. He was tired of dealing with all of this. He wanted a bit of that peace.

Regardless of why, it was working. His fever had quickly gone from the biggest pain in his ass to the very thing that dulled his racing thoughts. 

He awoke suddenly, or maybe he’d already been awake. He couldn’t feel anything in his limbs. There was only a breathless heat around him. He raised himself into a sitting position, looking for a drink. Moving his head felt like one of those glitching computer windows that leaves a trail of copies behind it. The room swam around him. His eyes moved absently around him.

Fuuta picked up the glass that someone had left him. His fingers were clumsy, and it immediately went crashing to the ground. He hardly heard the noise as it broke apart on the concrete below. 

He swung his legs over the side of the bed. He’d just go get a drink himself. Shidou told him not to get up without help. But what did he know? Thinking of the man ordering him around only drove Fuuta to step out of bed even quicker. He cried out, pain shooting through his leg. That was right, it was broken… 

Fuuta looked down, finding himself on the ground. It was so hot. Maybe this is what she felt, he thought numbly. Was it this slow for her too? Probably not. She had no regrets to fill the time like he did. The heroes got quick, beautiful deaths, and it was the villains who had to suffer the long ones. 

He lifted his right palm from where it had caught his fall. The shattered glass on the floor had cut into it. Shattered glass? What had broken? He stared blankly at the blood dripping down. 

He didn’t have the strength to raise himself up. He was burning. Why was he on the ground? Was he bleeding? He could barely breathe. What was he doing here, anyway? He just wanted to curl up and sleep. He was so weak... just to lie down... he wouldn't have the strength to get back up again. Was that such a bad thing...?

A voice caught his attention. His eyes struggled to focus on the figure who’d come running into the cell. He couldn’t understand a word of what she was saying, but he was happy when she pressed her cool little hands against his forehead. 

He allowed her to prop him up next to the bed. She held onto his hand, squeezing it tight. Why was she holding it like that? That hand was bleeding. When did that happen?

Her arms wrapped tightly around him. He wanted to shove her away -- it was too hot -- but couldn’t. In his ear, he could make out her words. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please, Fuuta. Don’t leave me alone. I’m so sorry...”

As she pulled back, he recognized Amane. Her uninjured eye was filled with tears. Was she upset? He thought he’d been making her happy. He wanted to keep making her happy. He’d never made anyone happy before. 

He opened his mouth to say something, but no words would come out. They all scrambled up in his mouth. He felt the cell swirling around him.

Amane raised her voice. She looked desperately upwards. “This can’t be --! This isn’t right!” 

Fuuta looked up at the ceiling. There was nothing there. 

“I can’t do this anymore.”

She continued talking. Fuuta was too busy studying the ceiling. She was shouting. Or maybe crying. Fuuta didn’t like that she was so upset. Huh, had there been someone there? He surveyed the empty cell. What was he doing on the ground?

He looked down at his hand. The sheet from his bed had been pulled down and wrapped hastily around it. Why? His eyes felt sticky as he blinked. Everything hurt. It was so hot. What was going on? He was so angry. He was so scared. He wanted to cry. Why was he here? Why couldn’t he just hurry up and die already?

The next time she entered, Fuuta recognized Amane instantly. Her one hand pointed to him, the other held onto someone else. The second figure hurried over to him. 

Fuuta was not a big fan of dying. Shidou reassured him he wouldn’t.

—

“You’re wearing the eyepatch,” Fuuta observed. 

He was playing a dangerous game, drawing attention to it like that. He was too exhausted, and his curiosity won out over his better judgment. If Amane was going to explode with one of her typical speeches, he’d just let her.

She didn’t. 

Amane’s hand drifted up to her eye. It had been hastily covered before, but now it was cleaned and wrapped in professional-grade materials. She simply said,  “Kajiyama Fuuta. How do you feel?”

“Like shit.”

“But--”

“-- But I’m better, yeah.”

Amane nodded, her shoulders releasing. 

“Oi, I haven’t seen you in a while. Not since…” He wasn’t sure how to finish the sentence. Shidou had told him what happened, but it was difficult to believe. He couldn’t quite trust his own memory of the night. No matter how much clearer his mind felt since receiving proper treatment, those days of fever still muddled together. He heard that Amane had up and switched her beliefs overnight -- she was now complacent about all of Shidou's treatments -- but Fuuta knew people didn't just change like that. He wanted to hear it for himself.

She lowered her gaze in shame. “I… I thought you hated me.” Her voice was steady. “As you should. I almost killed you. I accept any ill will you may feel.”

“I -- what? You’re wrong. You… it wasn’t…” He grabbed his head, grunting in frustration.

After standing awkwardly in the entryway the whole time, Amane took a few steps inside. She made it to his bedside when he finally collected his thoughts. 

“It was your fucked up family or whatever that caused everything. They did this. And I went along and made things worse.” He looked away. His next words felt stupid to say to a little kid. He felt like the most pathetic, weak, loser. But it was too important not to say.

“They almost killed me. You saved me.”

#milgram #fuuta kajiyama #amane momose #i am emotional about them!!! #my other drabble between them hinted that fuuta would convince her away from her dangerous beliefs before things got too bad #but i wanted to see what would happen if things Did get bad ya know #we were talking about what could convince amane to think twice about the medicine ban (if anything) #and i think seeing her closest friend is literally on deaths door finally gets through to her #shes sees him weak and bloody and completely out of it and knows this is Wrong #i dont know how long it takes fuuta to realize that it really was all for him that she changed but he does accept it eventually #it helps both of them grow #he feels worth saving (and therefore worth turning his life around) and she is freer from her cult #not completely #but one step at a time #tried to make fuutas narration simpler and shorter to reflect his thoughts but idk if that worked #i thought they were going to do a lot of stuff with mahirus head injury and memory but they never did- i played around with that a bit here #i thought about writing out amanes monologue to her god about how shes not doing this anymore but 1. its more dramatic to leave that to #the imagination and 2. idk if its silly but some things are so personal for a character and i dont wanna intrude... like yeah its my #story but thats between her and god fr #drabbles #tw cults #tw child abuse

[teapottroubles]

@bcnes said: ❛ I think I can fix your problem, if you let me. ❜ To Scotty...

" Ach, I told the kids I'd be - Christ ! " He was going to say he was fine, but he was cut off by a sharp pain in his forearm that made him shut his mouth. Unsurprisingly, it took a handful of ensigns to drag him to sickbay and leave him at the door like a grocery delivery. Scotty leaned against the door frame, holding his left arm with his right, covering a fairly large laceration with his hand.

" Alright, alright, even I cannae figure out a way ta talk outa this one. "

When somethings happens to the ship, Scotty will always be the first one to dig his hands into the root of the problem to fix it, it just so happens that this time, while 'fixing' it, the ship lurched one last time for good measure, and the exposed corner of the panel tore him up something fierce.

" It's really not as bad as it looks Len. "

#✧ i cannae change the laws of physics! ( scotty ) #✧life letters ( threads ) #✧bcnes #injury cw

[whirlybirdwhat]

anyway. would you guys love me still if i came back a year later and started posting trigun

#and naruto. and critrole campaign one. sorry guyss college changed me as a person. turns out having a challenging major and writing-hinderi #ing injuries and like #a whole other personal shit reaallyyyyyy fucks up ur online presencce and your aabiity to communicate!!! but im okay now. life is beautiful #again at least. and i just wrote for the first time in a year basically and am not as depressed woo!!!!!!!! #i got to fly in helicopters and planes and shit. life is great and i have sarah. ily sarah sm mwaah #okay shit anyway. 10k incoming bye #ALLSO WAIT if you ssent me anyhing in the past year i mostly likely haave not seen it so if u still wanna send me it agaain - pleaase do!!! #missssed thiss

[latinawheels]

I can't brag enough on how this little tube has changed my life for the better. While small (little bigger than a tube of lipstick) is actually a catheter. As someone with a spinal cord injury, it is how I empty my bladder. I switched to Coloplast Speedicath compact about 2 years ago and the amount of UTI decreased dramatically.

#disabled #paraplegic #wheelchair #catheter #intermittent catheterization #spinal cord injury #disabled and proud #disabled woman #life changing #disabled life

[abyssalreds]

gege needs to retire his character death note and hand it off to asagiri i swear 😭

#my sister (misinformed) told me yuta died in the latest jjk ch and i was so nervous looking at leaks #bc its smthn gege /would/ do and i really like yuta #thankfully he’s fine he just made an appearance in the latest ch thats all #tell me why my first thought after was ‘man that was a thrill i wish new bsd chapters made me feel like this’ 😭 #my biggest gripe w. bsd will forever be how all the characters always come out of battles completely unscathed #nevermind the 500 injuries th​ey sustained #nobody ever dies or gets new battle scars or life changing wounds etc etc it kinda makes the stakes boring when you know the character will #be fine when alls said and done #and honestly this wouldn’t be problem for me if ! asagiri didnt deathbait so damn much ! #he’s allergic to actually killing off a character and thats how i Know fyodor prob isnt dead #and neither is sigma bc fyodors ability is still a big mystery and we need them to reveal it for us #bc asagiri never killed anyone major off in the main manga before its hard to believe that he killed these two off 🤷‍♀️ #and ig fukuchi but all those theories of him being the masked man at the s5 cliffhanger has me squinting suspiciously #tbh idc if its my fav character who dies if it’ll make the plot more interesting then send them to the gallows !! #(okay maybe not lucy but she barely gets any panel time shhh) #like i like fukuzawa but i also think itd be interesting to see what would’ve happened if he died in the battle vs fukuchi #bc the aftermath would be a change in status quo and it would’ve been interesting to see the change in dynamics in the ada and #how they deal w. his loss !! #on the other hand gege killing off his characters too frequently . . . doesnt rlly need an explanation #(jjk spoilers?) now w. yuta going up against sukuna . . . please keep him safe gege i beg 🥲 #anyways. enough rambling now to go back to shoving bsd to the back of my mind lol #ayra croaks

[pippuns]

a life of regret is aptly named because xi ping is for sure regretting many things

#tai sui #tai sui spoilers #a life of regret #xi ping #wei chengxiang #zhao qindan #wen fei #lin chi #yao qi #chang jun #thriving off of the return of xi ping's old classmates btw #xp continues to destroy their life only this time its unintentional #blood cw #injury cw

[gramarobin]

😭😭😭😭 My poor buddy hasto have 4 lower teeth & 2 top teeth removed today, all broken. omg. His life changed a few days ago in the blink of an eye due to a pet sitters negligence. She said she will pay her deductible and her homeowners will cover the rest. omg. Ima skip my morning lyrica so i can go pick him up at 1pm. omg.

#so awful #life changing #dogs #i love my dog #injury #🥺

[dayurno]

i’m sorry but imagine andrew and kevin walking into a sex store and going up to the cashier with nothing but a strap. the kevin day towering next to andrew with the blankest expressions on their faces. does the cashier know? (oops forgot andrew isnt canonically trans, anyways)

yeah the cashier knows. maybe they wouldn't but i think kevin would be blushing the entire time and looking away from what andrew picked up and honestly nothing is quite as hilarious to me as the idea of kevin in a sex shop. he would kill himself. he would start diminishing like tinkerbell. you can see the light inside of his eyes dying

for what it's worth i think the problem is never the act of buying the strap in itself but the shit andrew chooses will really. well. the harness and the suction cup will have the cashier thinking hehe but nothing more, the real eye catcher is when andrew pulls out that dual intensity hard packing 8 inch knotted textured pointy-tip monster dildo with no expression whatsoever. it is then i think that kevin would start to throw up and cry

#(knocks on your door) do you have the time to discuss andrew minyards monster strap collection #bro has textures bro has shapes bro has tentacles probably. i'm proud of him #he wouldnt be boring about it you know #andrew would be a strap connoisseur in my opinion. tested and approved #kevin gets only the best #the dick is life changing #to keep it real though i still stand by my idea that kevin is a fairly vanilla boring person........ he's afraid of things like #punctured organs and internal injuries or whatever. boring! #but andrew can help him with the power of love and monster dick #asks #kandrew