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To all my lovers of lady whump!!! Go watch Damsel starring Millie Bobby Brown!! There's so much whump for her in this movie and the movie itself was sooooo good! Elodie is thrown off a cliff, burned badly several times, is stabbed by a dragon claw, and in general is afraid and in pain and stinging from serious betrayal. It's so good
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"But Now This Room Is Spinning"
Warnings: falling from a great height, head injury, blood, nausea, vomitting
Caretaker's stomach dropped as they watched Whumpee slide through the mud closer and closer to the edge of the cliff. They couldn't breathe as they watched Whumpee grapple with Whumper at the edge. And their heart stopped as they watched both Whumper and Whumpee tumble over the edge.
"NO!" They shouted as they darted forward, praying their worst fear hadn't been realized. Caretaker's mouth went dry as they peered over the cliff's edge. Whumper had very clearly taken the brunt of the fall, their broken body visible beneath Whumpee, though Whumpee lay still and unmoving as well.
"Hang on, hang on, I'm coming. I'm coming." Caretaker scrambled up through the mud, racing down the side of the hill, away from the cliff face. They had to get to Whumpee. Had to be sure.
Caretaker breathed a sigh of relief as they reached the bottom of the cliff and could see Whumpee's chest rise and fall. Whumpee was alive. "Whumpee!" Caretaker called as they carefully picked their way over through the rocks to where Whumpee lay across Whumper.
Whumpee groaned in response.
"Whumpee, say something. Anything!" Caretaker urged as they knelt down next to Whumpee.
"Any-any-anythingggg," Whumpee said through gritted teeth. Their brow was furrowed with pain and Caretaker could see blood dripping down their temple.
"If you're making jokes, I know you're fine enough to walk out of here," Caretaker said as they took Whumpee's arm. "Let's get you up so I can have a better look at you."
Whumpee grimaced as the opened their eyes. "B-B-Bright here-ere-ere."
Caretaker leaned over Whumpee more, blocking the weak autumn sunlight. "Better?"
Whumpee nodded and swallowed. Their face was ashen and they looked like they were turning green.
"Let's get you up and get your head between your knees, you look a little faint."
Whumpee cracked open their eyes once more. "Mkay."
Caretaker pulled Whumpee to sitting, bracing their arm across Whumpee's back. "Better?"
Whumpee's face paled further as they rested their head against Caretaker. "N-N-N-No," their voice barely above a whisper. They screwed their eyes shut once more.
"Are you dizzy?"
"Mhmmmmm," Whumpee hummed.
"How many fingers am I holding up?" The sinking sensation returned to Caretaker's gut as they tried to get Whumpee to engage.
"G-G-Gonnnnnnna hu-hu-hurllll," Whumpee suddenly jolted forward as they vomitted across the rocks. Caretaker rubbed soothing circles across Whumpee's back as Whumpee emptied the content of their stomach and then some.
"It's ok. It's ok," Caretaker murmured as Whumpee sputtered and coughed.
Whumpee weakly tried to wipe their mouth, their hand shaking too much to do much. Caretaker fished around in their pocket for a tissue, dabbing Whumpee's mouth carefully.
"Hurtsssss," Whumpee moaned.
"I know. Let's get you out of here." Caretaker didn't wait for Whumpee's response. Between the dizziness, bleeding, and vomitting, Caretaker knew that Whumpee's head injury had to be bad. Really bad. And that Whumpee needed help. Now.
Whumpee groaned again as Caretaker scooped them up. "Ssssssstopppppp," they whispered.
"Just hold on a little longer. Let's get to the car and then I'll put you down," Caretaker replied as they began to walk quickly in the direction of their car. "How does that sound?"
Whumpee didn't reply.
"Whumpee?" Caretaker couldn't keep the edge of panic out of their voice as Whumpee became a dead weight in their arms. "Hold on, Whumpee. Hold on." And Caretaker began to run.
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[04.19.2022] CTO can't walk anymore
more wrist tag : fall risk
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Waking up
Some of you asked me about the wing AU and I realized I never actually posted this doodled for fun thing from a year ago here. So here you go! The beginningTM <3
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Anonymous asked:
I want Col to fall down the stairs late at night, and when he hits the bottom in the pitch black, he feels right back in the basement. When Linden finds him, woken by the noise, Col is completely out of it. He just sees his old owner, leaning over him, and spirals into a full blown panic attack.
It only took a second. One slip, and his stomach lurched as he fell, arms flying out to try and stop the inevitable.
His head cracked against the wooden floor.
No- not wooden. The basement was concrete.
His Master had pushed him to the floor, hadn't he?
Pet had misbehaved again; the punishment was only fair.
Pain bloomed outwards across his skull. He tentatively raised a hand, waiting to see if he would strain against today's restraints, but he was untethered. That was a considerable mercy. Pet pressed his palm gingerly into his hair, feeling for blood.
His hair was greasy, but aside from that his palm came away dry. Master had been kind.
"I'll be better," he promised. He promised it a lot, but it was all he could do.
this line really got to me 🥺
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Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014)