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u3pxx · 10 months
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had the stray urge to design the gavin parents. what if kristoph was their favorite what then ...
cw: car crash mention below
thinking abt the "all gavins are terribly nearsighted" headcanon of mine. in my mind, the gavins have no concrete backstory bc i ain't got brain space for that pftt
but. i think they're similar to the skyes in which they lost their parents when they were still young. in a car accident where kristoph and klavier were the only ones who survived.
with klavier fast asleep.
kristoph was 17 and klavier was 9.
i am a "kristoph raised klavier by himself" truther bc of the [waves hands] implications of all that like wow!
(having to become a parent for your little brother the growing resentment of having to be the parent of your little brother but he's your little brother. you must remember that he's your little br
ANYWAYS , what if kristoph was their parent's favorite. like klavier was the happy precocious kid during family reunions yes, but what if bright, brilliant, and promising kristoph was their favorite. have you ever thought about th
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goathag · 9 months
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Milly is a speed demon, that's it
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Just wanted them to travel a little bit together, but Legato somehow intervened so Vash had to save the day 
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son1c · 5 months
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fibula's main character flaw isn't that he's working for eggman or that he's mean it's that he's 2000% against public transit. the man hates it he wants it eradicated. it's too wishy-washy and too mismanaged and too dangerous. it's not because he's traumatized from being killed by a bus don't be ridiculous. no dude seriously it's not that he's afraid of it or anything he just thinks it's lame and swagless. which is why eggman's mission to privatize everything kinda vibes with him cuz i mean if it's all automated and perfected then the chances of him ever seeing a shitty metro bus again are basically 0. and well he can't argue with that
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reliablejoukido · 5 months
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Jou Kido is in his second year of resident training and hasn’t been sleeping in weeks. Months, maybe? Years? They blended together depressingly. He wonders how everyone else in his program can handle it… and all he wants to do is… anything but this. He’s so, so tired.
One day a young woman, maybe 17 or 18, is rushed into the hospital after a car accident. Jou is shadowing the ER doc who is in charge of taking care of her. Before he enters the woman’s room, the ER doc rushes out and yells:
“Figure this thing out, Kido!”
Jou enters the room. The ER doc and some other staff are taking care of the woman. The doctor points to a chair in the corner of the room. And there Jou sees a Digimon, bloodied, partially wrapped in sheets. He’s never seen this Digimon before— it looks like a snow-white weasel with a ring around its neck similar to Tailmon’s
Jou doesn’t even pause to think. He stops the Digimon’s bleeding after a while, and he notices blue data particles inside the wound. He doesn’t know if this means the Digimon is dying or healing, but he hopes it’s the latter.
The woman survives, and so does the Digimon. Jou checks on them when the woman is awake. He immediately goes to change the Digimon’s bandages and notices the particles are gone from the wound— that it’s completely healed itself.
“Are you Kudamon’s doctor?” The woman asks. “I didn’t know there were Digimon doctors in this hospital, but I’m SO glad you were here!”
“Oh, I’m not…”
The woman stared at him tearfully, gratefully.
He wanted to say: “there’s no such thing as a Digimon doctor” but the words died on his tongue. All Jou could think about since that injured Digimon came in was what those data particles were and how he could study them. Why had they appeared only after he tended to the Digimon’s wound, and not before?
He leaves the hospital that night thinking hard on how difficult it must be for chosen children to understand their Digimon’s physiology. To know when their Digimon partners are sick or injured. Nobody on Earth, or at least Japan, cared about Digimon medicine.
But Jou could.
He spends his one free day off that week writing a proposal to his residency program, to let him do something that probably sounded crazy to them. But it was worth a shot, wasn’t it?
Jou wakes up the next morning to a Digi-egg sitting on his nightstand, and it’s warm to the touch
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the-ineffable-ace · 6 months
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Please stop scrolling and give me a minute of your time
This is Conner Ostricki. He was a classmate of mine. He unfortunately was a passenger in a car that got hit by a semi truck. He didn’t make it.
He was only 16 years old and he was a great person with a kind soul. His mother is trying to raise money to afford a proper burial for him.
Please donate if you can. Even if it’s just 1 dollar.
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randofics · 1 year
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Road kill Transformers headcannon
Heavy gore!!! Animal gore!!!
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I wrote about this topic in another post and figured I'd do an entire headcannon on it. Basically it's what the cybertronians would think of organic gore. Roadkill is an everyday example that they would run into.
HEAVY GORE UNDER CUT!!!
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Bay OP- He didn't really notice the small animal corpses on the side of the streets and roads at first. Sure he'd notice the odd bump at night driving along, or the rank smell that he'd occasionally drive through but he thought nothing of it. He had also seen animals crossing the roads but never close enough that he had a hard time stopping. However one rainy night when the fog was thick and the moon barely shown through the thick canopy of trees on either side of the road it happened.
He hadn't been going very fast but even still the impact was brutal. With his extreme weight and momentum the poor creature never stood a chance. When the deer jumped out onto the road she was merely a few feet from his grill. The nine ton bot rammed into the helpless animal killing her on impact. Blood spattered over his windshield and the lifeless body rolled under his tires scraping along his undercarriage and more blood coating the crome pipes and cables. He swerved off the road and into the ditch coming to a stop in the soaked dirt. He was stunned and not sure what to think he reversed swinging around on the slick asphalt and driving towards the mangled corpse. He stared at it for several minutes still conflicted with his feelings about the situation before transforming and gently collecting the brutalized animal in his servos. He walked into the woods and dug a hole for the body, gently laying it to rest as he'd seen the humans do with their dead. With his respects paid to the creature he walked back to the road transformed and returned to base.
As he drove into the well lit hangar gasps, wide eyes, and optics met him. Cornel Lennox ran up to him asking what had happened. After an explanation Lennox showed him to the bots wash station to clean him up.
BayBee- Bee being closer to road level had been one of the first introduced to roadkill. He had been driving with Sam when it happened. It was daytime and the city streets were littered with dead leaves. The squirrels were busy gathering food for winter and because of this they tended to get more bold when crossing the roads. He had been going 35mph at most when the little fur ball hopped into the road. It looked left then right trying to decide which way to run but by the time it chose it lept right into the path of bee's tire. Curses from the radio flooded the cab. It was an unpleasant feeling for him, and it took a few tire spins for the body to fall off his tire. He parked on the side of the street and Sam stepped out with a water bottle in hand. He nearly gagged when he saw the carnage on bee's tire. Bits of fur, fresh blood and pieces of flesh was stuck to the treads. He opened the bottle and did his best to wash everything off but he knew he'd have to wash Bee later. Bee and Sam never really spoke of the experience.
BayCross- Cross had a similar experience to Bee though his was of the featherd variety. Driving through a wooded rural area a bird flew low across the street in front of him hitting his grill and over his hood and windshield. It left feathers and blood in his grill and on his windshield. He didn't really know how to react so he just returned to base and hit the wash station.
TFP OP- Optimus was driving down a canyon road at night when it happened. A coyote ran across the road and was struck by his bumper. It was killed on impact and got sucked up into his front axel. The body got caught on corners of metal and was torn apart. Blood coated his wheels and undercarriage with fur and flesh stuck in the nooks and crannies. He'd been lucky enough to not have seen much organic gore yet only really seeing minor wounds on the kids and some more serious injuries on military personnel when he was working with them. But this was on another level entirely! Cybertronian gore was mechanical and jagged, the only similarity being liquid lifeblood. Organic gore was messy and flowing with almost no jagged edges. It seeped between his panels and plates like ichor, and became sticky like glue. The red lifeblood was warm still from the just living creature. There wasn't anything he could do except keep driving, so that's what he did. He came across a lake and drove right into it letting the impact and rushing liquid remove the bloody remnants of the animal. He transformed and roughly waded through the water to scrub off any stubborn specs. Once he was satisfied he returned to base. He never brought up the subject to anyone except Rachet.
TFP Bulkhead- after dropping miko off at base he had wanted to go for a late drive on his own. He was minding his own business when two pronghorns bounded over the road. The first one made the leap but the other wasn't so lucky. It smashed into the apex of his grill flipping and crashing through his windshield. It's neck was snapped and it's legs were badly mangled as it lay dead half inside his cabin. Blood dripped from its muzzle onto his seat, glass scattered across the seats and floor. He had to call arcee for help not wanting to get the kids involved in something so gorey. She pulled the mangled corpse free and lay it on the side of the road. When they returned to base he went straight to the wash station not letting miko see the blood on his seats. The kids did ask what happened and he told them the truth. He was slightly surprised when they nodded in understanding and left it at that.
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hold-him-down · 7 months
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thinking about ivan orchestrating some type of serious bodily injury on leo during the luke timeline
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TW: car accident
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Hey y'all, this isn't something I would usually post but recently one of my close friends was the victim of a head on collision that's left them with multiple injuries and their family without transportation or govt support. I've set up a fundraiser for them and could use some help sharing it around!
https://givealittle.co.nz/cause/help-for-katie-and-family
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crystalsnow95z · 8 months
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I'm sorry if you weren't here for a feels trip.
Requester, i'm sorry it took so long to finish and it ended in a completely different direction. I had lots of trouble with this one, but I'm finally semi-happy with the results. It's ridiculously long and i couldn't choose what scenes to delete..
It became more angst than anything..
Trigger warning: car accident, hospital stay and anxiety attack.
Also a bit of vom*t..
Taehyung, Yoongi and Jimin are the ones in this car, nothing major but enough to scare the boys for sure. Skip the first part to avoid the accident.
"Did you guys reach the hignway yet?" Hoseok speaks into the walkie-talkie to talk to the other car. Taehyung, jimin, and Yoongi were driving separately from the other, and the staff gave them a pair of walkie talkies to use.
"No, we just got caught by a red light. You're gonna beat us there.." Jimin replies, looking at the GPS. "It looks like we're still two kilometers away from it."
"Are we starting as soon as we reach the site?" Jungkook asks into the walkie talkie mischievously.
"No. You have to at least wait until we reach the site, you already have four on your team compared to the three on ours." Yoongi leans close to the front seat to talk into the walkie talkie.
"But we have rapmon-hyung on our team. He might break the tent before we can build it." Jungkook says teasingly, letting out a giggle when Namjoon attacks him playfully.
"You little punk I'll-" Namjoon's voice is cut off by the Jungkook releasing the button. Making Taehyung and Jimin giggle.
The two teams were in charge of finding the campsite on their own along with setting up tents and their own fire as a race, then playing some games afterward. It was a simple episode the boys were looking forward to, relaxing under the stars after recording, but things didn't go as planned.
"Taehyung, stop!" Yoongi screams when he hears the car horn blaring, coming right at them.
Taehyung's eyes grew wide when he noticed what was happening, heart pounding in his chest, hitting the breaks as quickly as possible, but it was too late. A silver van slammed into the driver's side, pushing them into a blue car the next lane over.
The light turned green for him to go, but the silver van didn't stop for its red light. The airbags deployed, crushing Jimin and Taehyung into their seats, Yoongi holding onto the door handle as if his life depended on it in the back seat, his heart pounding loudly in his ears.
The three boys sat in silence, in shock by the situation. Tears streamed down both Taehyung and Jimin's cheeks, but Yoongi didn't allow himself to shed any tears. He had to be strong for the younger ones. Come on. move.. He forced his body to obey him,his hands trembling as he unbuckles his seat belt so he could reach Jimin. Deep breathes.. At first, his vocal cords felt too tight to get any sound out, but hearing Taehyung's soft whimper made him try harder to calm down.
"Ji-jim-inie..TaeTae are are you okay?" Yoongi's voice comes out hardly over a whisper, coming out a few octaves higher and trembling. He felt the whiplash, causing his head to pound violently, reaching up to try to ease the pain in his neck. "Jimin.." He reached to touch Jimin's elbow.
Jimin jumps, letting out a whimper. "It..it hurts to breathe hyung.."
"Jimin you n-need to ta..take.." Yoongi tried to keep his own breathing under control, but still heard his own gasps of air come out, cutting off his speech. He felt lightheaded, but pushed through it, focusing on the task at hand. He reaches slowly to unbuckle the seat belt, releasing the strap from digging into Jimin, easing some of the pressure. "I..I'm okay.." He assured Yoongi with a weak smile before turning off the car and turning to Taehyung who's still frozen in fear. Hyung looks more scared than I am.. I need to handle Taehyungie for him..
"Taetae are you okay?" Jimin asks softly, trying to ease some of the burden off Yoongi. "Tae..answer me please.." He touches his shoulder, Taehyung letting out a whimper recovering from the shock enough to answer.
"I..I can't move my leg.." Taehyung felt a sharp pain when he tried to move, sucking air sharply through his teeth. "It hurts Jiminie.."
"Don't try to move it, Tae, don't move it might be broken.." Jimin orders him gently, taking a look for himself. He could see the car was smashed around it, pinning his foot.
"Are y..you okay, minie?" He asks, seeing the tears glistening in his eyes. "Is..is.." Taehyungs question is broken off by a breathless cough.
"I'll be okay, but I think Yoongi-hyung is really shaken up. We need to get a hold of the others.." Jimin whispers.
"I..I dro..dropped the..the..." Taehyung stutters over his words, stopping when he realizes he can't even catch his breath. He dropped the walkie-talkie to quickly grab the wheel with both hands in an attempt to swerve away. My lungs feel like they are burning...
Jimin reaches over to Taehyung, releasing his seat belt for him, then wiping the tears from his face. "Tae calm down.. It's okay..it's okay.. We're all alive, that's all that matters right now." He strokes Taehyung's hair.
"Taehyung-ah, how far away from the site are you guys?" The three boys hear the muffled sound of Jin's voice coming from the walkie talkie that slid under the seat.
Yoongi pulls out his phone to call him into the phone. "Hyung we got hit.." Yoongi speaks quickly to avoid stuttering out the word.
"What? What? Are you okay?" Jin asks, voice thick with worry.
As soon as Jin asks, the tears he tries so hard to hold back finally break through. "I'm scared, Hyung.." His voice cracks. "B..but I'm okay.."
"It's okay to be scared.. just take a deep breath for me, okay?"
Yoongi nods slightly, trying to take a deep breath, but a whimper comes out instead. His heart was beating loud in his ears, and no matter how many breaths he took, it didn't feel like any oxygen was getting into his lungs.
"Yoongi, Yoongi, listen to me, listen to me, I need you to just focus on my voice, okay? Just focus on me.." Jin fights to get Yoongi's attention again. "Yoongi what's your favorite song right now?"
Yoongi tries to recall the song, it giving his mind a distraction from the situation, but his mind goes blank. "I..i can't remember.."
"What was the last song you listened to?" Hoseok adds in the conversion, trying to catch his attention.
"We..we were jus..just listening..to.. to Bruno Mars b..before you guys..bebeeped in.." Yoongi's voice came out in quick gasps in-between his sentences.
"What song was it?" Jin keeps the conversation going, asking him about everything and anything. If he saw the newest episode of the drama that they were watching, what they should eat for dinner, what was his favorite character from reservoir dogs. He kept asking the first thing to pop into his head until the sound of the ambulance and police cars were right on them.
"Ah..the police are here.. I got to go.." Yoongi is calmed down by the time the sirens come talking normally again. "I'll call you back when we get settled in the hospital.."
Jimin gets out of the car to talk to the officers, leaning against the car. His chest ached, leaving him breathlessly gasping for air. A paramedic gets him on an oxygen tank, Yoongi getting out to join him, his knees threatening to give in. No, I don't have time for this.. Yoongi's eyes widen when he sees the damage, the anxiety and fear engulfing him once more. The whole driverside folded in, making the door unopenable, trapping the husky toned vocalist inside.
"{Is everyone okay? How many people were in the car?}" The officer speaks English, but Jimin couldn't process what he was asking, looking to Yoongi for help.
"{Three people car, I'm okay, but my brother can't get out. Stuck..hes stuck}" Yoongi tries to get his thoughts out clearly, but between the anxiety and language barrier, he just points to the door.
"{Help..}" Jimin speaks desperately when he remembered Taehyung couldn't get free. The officers followed their gaze, realizing the situation.
"{Don't worry we'll get him out. Just take some deep breaths. You're hyperventilating..}"
"Hyung I'll talk to them.. you try to calm down.. okay?" Jimin rubs his back, turning to the officer noticing the state Yoongi was in. His face lost all color and his eyes were dilated to look like two black holes. He didn't even know how he was standing with how badly he was trembling.
"Hyung..Jiminie.." The terrified cry of Taehyung got Yoongi's attention. Snapping him back to his senses.
I don't have time to let my emotions run wild like this..i need to calm Taehyungie.. Yoongi didn't take the time to catch his breath. Not when Taehyung was left alone in the car. He rushed to the driver's side to try to comfort the young vocalist.
Taehyung felt panicked being left alone, trying to free his foot, eyes watering from pain. When he heard the soft tapping of Yoongi on the car. "Hyungie.." His voice barely made it over a whisper, drowned out by the sirens. "I'm scared..."
Yoongi couldn't hear Taehyung, but he didn't have to. He knew Taehyung couldn't be calm being left alone, placing his hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him while they waited to cut him out.
"Ca..careful..there's glass.." Taehyung tells Yoongi when he sees him reaching for him.
"I don't care.. I can't sit here doing nothing.." Yoongi shifted all his focus on Taehyung. It was all he could do to keep his nerves under control. Everything will be fine.. everyone's alive.. Yoongi tried to comfort himself moving aside to let the firemen do their job.
"I found the room.." Namjoon's voice is heard in the hallway, the other members filling the room, rushing to see the other members.
"Hyung.." Jimin runs up to Namjoon as soon as he hears his voice wrapping his arms around him. "Taehyung-ah.. his leg is broken.."
"I know, I know.. I heard..." Namjoon strokes Jimin's back. "But Taehyung is still young, I'm sure it'll heal fine.. how is he?"
"He's really upset about it.. They're still working on the casting.. he's not talking much.. either is Yoongi hyungie.. he's hardly scatched like me, just some bruises and neck pain.. but he seems somewhere else.."
"Yoongi-hyung?" Namjoon steps in the room, going straight up to Yoongi, whose eyes are focused on something he doesn't see. "Hyung, are you okay?"
Yoongi blinks, looking at Namjoon. "Ah, Joon.. yeah, I just got a headache, and my chest hurts from the seat belt, but I'm free to go whenever.. I'm just worried about Tae. It's gonna take him a month to fully recover." He quickly takes the conversation off him, keeping his voice steady. Seeing Taehyung being put on the stretcher after they pried him out of the car was still fresh in his mind,his heart picking up.
"Are you sure you're okay, Yoon?"Jin asks, rubbing the back of his neck lightly. "You don't look well, maybe you should stay overnight just in case.."
"No, I want to go home. Jiminie is staying, though.." Yoongi tries again to avert the situation away from himself, Jin turning to Jimin. "What? Are you okay?"
"My neck still really hurts, they did x-rays and its fine, but they think I should stay. They said I can stay in the room with Taehyung.. it's easier for security that way." Jimin rubs the back of his neck, still feeling the whiplash.
"Try to take it easy. Go back to your bed Jiminie. Don't push it." Namjoon leads Jimin to bed, forcing him to lay back down
Taehyung is wheeled back into the room, his left leg now sporting a large purple cast that Taehyung is still staring at in disbelief. Three weeks without practice.. but we just got a new choreography.. and we have a concert next month.
"Taehyungie-hyungie it won't magically disappear." Jungkook says sympathetically, knowing what he was thinking. "You're the fastest at picking up choreography. You'll be able to learn it in time." Jungkook rubs Taehyung's shoulder, trying to comfort him.
"But what about formation? We need to practice so we don't bump into each other and get the timing right." Taehyung says miserably. "And.. and Jiminie and Yoongi-hyung will have to miss practice too.."
"We can figure it out when the time comes Tete, just focus on recovering for now, you look exhausted.." Hoseok kisses the top of his head. He could see the medicine the hospital gave him was kicking in, making Taehyung's eyelids grow heavy, his eyes constantly opening and closing as he fought his sleep. "Just sleep. I'll give you one on one lessons."
"Okay Hyungie.. im sorry Jiminie..Hyungie.." Taehyung yawns out the words. "I..I didn't react in time..:
"It's not your fault, don't be sorry..they ran the light not you. Don't blame yourself Taetae." Jimin tells him, but by the look in his soulmates eyes he knew he didn't believe it.
"Come on, lets go so they can get some sleep." Namjoon tries rallying up the members, but Jungkook was busy digging in his bag. "Kook what are you doing?"
"I put a marker in here yesterday..I can't..oh! There it is!" Jungkook triumphantly shows the black sharpie he found at the bottom of his bag, now doodling on Taehyung's cast.
He draws muscle Cooky, signing his name with a heart writing love you within it. "There, Cooky will help your leg heal faster!" Jungkook desperately wanted to see his youngest hyung smile, giving a big bunny grin when he sees Taehyung reach to touch his artwork with a smallest grin.
"Thanks, Junggukkkie." Taehyung gives the mankaes hand a squeeze, appreciating the effort to cheer him up."I love it."
"Tommorrow Hobi-hyungie will come draw you a picture, so look forward to it okay?" Jungkook gives a mischievous smile to Hoseok, who just looks bewildered at the sudden job he was given.
"What?" Hoseok questions, getting a laugh out of Jungkook and Jimin. "Alright, I'll think of something. Just rest up for now. Hyungie? Are you okay?" Hoseok looks at Yoongi who hasn't made any attempt to get up from the chair.
"Huh? Oh. I'm fine.. Yeah, I'm coming.." Yoongi blinks slowly standing up, quickly hugging Jimin and Taehyung, unsure on what he was asked. "Rest well boys.."
Jimin hardly hugs back, wincing at the movement, Taehyung leaning into him whispering a thank you.
The others do the same, wishing them to get well soon, but Yoongi doesn't notice the others leaving.
Hoseok takes Yoongi's hand, giving it a squeeze."It's time to go Hyung." He tells him gently. Yoongi isn't looking well.. but the hospital released him..
Yoongi doesn't pull away, security escorting the remaining five members to the two cars. He's hesitant to enter. It won't happen again. It's fine, I'm fine... He tried to reassure himself, cursing his legs for not moving forward.
"Something wrong Yoongi?" Jin asks with a concerned expression, rubbing Yoongi's shoulder.
"Ah, yeah, I just remembered I left something in the car earlier.." Yoongi lies, not wanting to worry the others. Not when two members were still in hospital beds. They had enough to stress about. Yoongi gets in, buckling up the second he takes a seat.
"Everything that was left in the car should be at the hotel staff booked. Your bag is safe." Namjoon tells him, but he knew thats not what the issue was.
"What happened to camping?" Yoongi felt sick as soon as the car started moving, nausea twisting his stomach, wrapping his arm around it.
"We decided to reschedule. No one would enjoy it,not without everyone there." Namjoon replies, surprised he'd even ask such a thing after what happened. "We managed to get three rooms last minute. Me and Jinnie-hyung will share a room, Hoba and Jungkookie will share a room and you'll get to rest in your own room.."
"I don't need my own room. Hyung should have it as the oldest." Yoongi didn't want to be alone, but he was too shy to ask someone to stay with him.
"No, it's okay." Jin turns down the offer."i don't mind sharing a room. Everyone will be scared to accidentally hurt you..Yoongi-yah.. are you okay?"
"My stomach hurts.. I think it's the car.." Yoongi tries to focus on the horizon, feeling the saliva pooling in his mouth.
"Poor thing.. do you think you'll be sick?" Jin asks gently, putting his hand on Yoongi's thigh.
Yoongi's reply was a wet burp, sending everyone in the car looking for a bag for him, Jin finding one in the pocket of the car. "Here Yoongi..just in case.." He holds it open for him, not surprised when he sees the kimchi fried rice from breakfast fill the bag.
" 'm sorry Hyung.." Yoongi says as another painful ripple pushes up more, clutching the bottom of Jin's shirt.
"Why are you sorry? It's okay.. you're fine baby.." Jin makes sure the plastic bag stays wide open to be sure nothing misses. "You can't help it if you're feeling sick.."
Namjoon keeps Yoongi's bangs away from his face. "We're almost there Hyung..we'll get you to bed.."
Yoongi really wished he insisted that Jin should've got his own room because he was the oldest, cursing his body for ruining his chance.
Yoongi was hopelessly awake at 3:46 in the morning, just staring at the alarm clock next to him, watching the digital numbers change.
Everytime I close my eyes I can see hear Taehyungie's panicked voice, or see Jiminie's tear stained face.. Yoongi sighs, wincing when he turns over to face away from the clock instead of waiting for 3:47 to come. "They're fine.." he whispers to himself, throwing the pillow over his face, trying once more to give his body the rest it desperately needed.
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"Watch out!" The scream of Hoseok echos in the car, the flashing of headlights leaving Yoongi blinded. The blaring of a horn and the clashing of metal on metal follows, Yoongi jolting forward. It was him that was driving this time. When swirves, the red car doesn't even attempt to avoid them, slamming directly into the side of the car. Yoongi let's out a scream when he looks back to check on J-hope seeing him unconscious, blood dripping from his head.
"Hoba..Hoba...!" Yoongi tries to get to him, but he's unable to move.
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Yoongi wakes up completely drenched in sweat, looking around the room in frenzied panic. Where's my phone..? Where is it? I need him.. i need to hear Hobi's voice.. He fumbles to find the lamp switch in the dark, finding his phone and quickly calling Hoseok.
"Mm...?" Hoseok was hardly awake, his voice only coming out as a soft grunt, but it was enough for Yoongi.
"Hoba.. I just w..w..wanted to he..hear yo..your voice..go back to sleep.." Yoongi let out the breath he was holding to even hear Hoseok yawning sleepily.
"Who is it...?" Hoseok speaks slowly into the phone, not even processing the panic in Yoongi's voice. Yoongi takes a few deep breaths before talking again, trying to steady his trembling voice before he woke up Hoseok This was stupid.. it was just a bad dream..
"Don't worry.. go back to sleep.." Yoongi doesn't hang up the phone though, finding comfort in hearing Hoseok's steady breath on the other end, lulling him back to sleep.
Hoseok wakes up to his phone alarm clock, jumping when he hears it blaring right by his ear. "Aiish! I thought I had it on the desk.. huh?" He looks at his phone with bewilderment. Why have I been on the phone with yoongi for three hours?
"What's wrong hyungie?" Jungkook asks with yawn.
"I think Yoongi-hyung called me in his sleep."
At first Hoseok thought nothing of it. It wouldn't be the first time Yoongi fell asleep with his phone in his hands, all it would take was a slip of his thumb to call him, but as he was getting ready to leave he heard his phone vibrate three times.
Did you hear a scream last night? I think it was Yoongi-hyung.
Namjoon makes a separate chat room leaving the deagu rapper out of it.
I didn't hear anything, but me and Hobi-hyungie and I were farther away from his room..
Jungkook replies looking at Hoseok. "Check the new chat."
I slept with headphones in. Namjoon was snoring.
Jin replies.
You think you heard him screaming? I woke up being on call with him this morning..
Hoseok sends to the chat, biting on his bottom lip. Did he actually mean to call me last night? Did I fall asleep on him?
Yoongi knocks on Hoseok's door. "Hoba, Jungkookah, are you ready to go?"
Hoseok opens the door, pulling Yoongi into the room to examine him. Is he pallor than usual? "Good morning, Yoongi-hyung. Did you sleep well?"
"It was hard falling asleep. Couldn't get comfy." Yoongi didn't want to talk about his dreams. He already felt better after seeing Hoseok safe and sound. Yoongi smoothes down his bed head.
"I packed last night except for my toiletries. I just got to brush my teeth. Are you sure you're okay Hyung?" Hoseok didn't mind Yoongi's sudden affection, but something about his touch felt needy.
"I said im fine. Don't worry about me worry about yourself. You still owe Taehyungie a drawing." Yoongi switched subjects, not wanting to pull up the dark memories.
"Oh right, did you decide what you'll draw on Taehyungie-hyungie's cast Hobi-hyung?" Jungkook asks, taking the hint.
"Aiish.. I totally forgot about that! I'll just wing it.." Hoseok starts running ideas through his mind as he brushed his teeth. Maybe he's just in pain and im reading too much into it.. Hoseok drops it, but not before messaging the others to keep an eye on him.
Yoongi presses his forehead to the window, watching the clouds go by. Even after sleeping a couple of hours before, he was riddled with bad dreams. It felt like he didn't sleep at all. Each turn of the car made his stomach queasy, rubbing his stomach to try to ease the pain.
Again? Why...? I even took medicine before I left the hotel..
"Hyung, are you okay?" Hoseok rubbed his shoulder gently, giving him a worried expression.
"Just car sick..but not too bad this time.. I just want to go home and lay down for a bit.." Yoongi wished he'd just give in and tell them, but seeing Jimin dozing on Jungkook's shoulder and thinking about Taehyung in the other car he kept his mouth shut.
Hoseok makes gentle circles on Yoongi's stomach, trying to ease the nausea for him, smiling when he heard Yoongi take a deep sigh. "Try to sleep Hyungie.. I'll wake you when we get home.."
Yoongi wishes once more, that he told someone about his dreams when he finds himself bolting up right, gasping for air when another awful scenario playing in his mind, this time it is Taehyung who's badly injured, unable to ever walk again.
Yoongi holds his chest, taking deep breaths to try to ease the painful throbbing of his accelerating heart rate. "It's just a dream.. he's fine..he'll be fine.." Yoongi tried to convince himself, but the dream still lingered. He had to go see Taehyung. Just a peek in the room to ease his troubled mind.
"F*ck..." Yoongi swears underneath his breath as a wave of vertigo hits as he tries to stand, quickly sitting back down on the bed again, holding his head in his hands as he waits for it to pass. The dream left him feeling feverish and sick to his stomach.
Yoongi pushes his body to move forward, staying close to the wall in case the dizziness returns, making his way to Taehyung's room, cracking the door open as slowly as possible.
Yoongi saw Taehyung’s sleeping figure on the bed, hugging a pillow to his chest. He steps in a little farther, just close enough to see the outline of his face. See? He's not in a hospital room.. he's home.. he's okay.. this is stupid.. nothing will change..
Yoongi slowly backs out of the room, unaware that the mankae he visited wasn't asleep. As soon as Yoongi latches the door shut again, he uses the new chat to tell the others.
Yoongi-hyung just went into my room, checked up on me and left.. His breathing sounded off to me..
No one replies until the morning, Jin being the first.
Something is wrong, but he doesn't want to tell anyone. We'll need to think of a plan..
Taehyung had already thought of one. It was his fault they got into the accident. He had to fix it. He was fine before the accident.. if only I waited a little longer..
Please help me with an idea..
Yoongi wakes up covered in sweat once more, going into the shower to wash up, splashing water into his face, grimacing when he sees his reflection in the mirror.When will I become too tired to dream?
Yoongi lets the water run on him to try to ease his sore muscles. It's quiet in the house.. it must be because Jiminie and Taehyungie are still asleep.
Yoongi hears the sound of Taehyung’s scream on his way to the kitchen, rushing into the room to check on him.
"Taehyungie what's wrong?!" Yoongi rushes to the bed side, but Taehyung didn't answer. His face was buried in his hands, breathing heavily.
"Taehyung, Taehyung look at me.. it's okay...It's okay.." Yoongi strokes his hair, trying to calm him.
Taehyung leans his head on his shoulder, two tears rolling down his cheek. "I..I'm scared.."
"It's just a dream.. I got you.." Yoongi wraps his arm around the young vocalist, wiping Taehyung’s tears with his thumb.
"What do I do...? I'm scared it'll happen again.." Taehyung buried his face inside Yoongi's shoulder, breathing in his freshly showered scent.
"I don't know. I'm in the same position.." Yoongi admits, feeling the weight lifting off his shoulders to tell someone.
Taehyung tilts his head to the side, looking up at him with feigned innocence. Yoongi usually would've seen past his acting. Would've noticed his tears stopped too quickly. It made Taehyung worry more. "You too? About the accident?"
"Kinda.. it's just.. you guys are getting hurt and there's nothing I can do.." Yoongi's voice comes out soft, threatening to crack as the memory tries returning, shaking his head to try to clear the memory away.
"It's okay, Hyung, you don't have to talk about it.." Taehyung pushes Yoongi's bangs from his face to get a better look at him, eyes widening when he feels the heat from his forehead. "Can..you cuddle with me a little? Or maybe we can just hold hands? Until I fall back to sleep?"
Yoongi would usually reject, but when he sees the worried expression on Taehyung's face, he gives in, laying down on the youngers chest. He's scared he'll have another bad dream.. Maybe this will be good for both of us..
"Thank you Hyungie.." Taehyung wraps his arms around Yoongi, lightly running his fingers across Yoongi's back, tracing the his shoulder blades.
"Thank you for asking.." Yoongi's voice comes out lower and slow as he starts to drift asleep, feeling his body relaxing against Taehyung, listening to his heart beating.
"Go to sleep Hyungie, you can stay with me in my room as long as you need." Taehyung whispers, smiling when he feels Yoongi's body go limp, already fast asleep.
Taehyung reaches for his phone, messaging the group chat.
It worked.. Yoongi is asleep in my room.. I'll need some fever reducers..
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jimmerzz0905 · 10 months
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i just came up with a whole-ass idea for a digital horror series while taking a shower knowing damn well my ass could NEVER make something like it
(also, even though I am unable to make this idea a reality, PLEASE do not steal it!!)
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(tagged bcs uhhh. it’s digital horror. it’s disturbing)
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heejinsleftnut · 1 year
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Hello people of Tumblr. I need your help.
Last night there was quite a bit of snow, which was worsened by the fact that it rained beforehand. Today (12/29/2022) I was driving to work, slid on an icy patch, and crashed into a tree.
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I am 21 years old, autistic, and non-binary. This is the first major accident I've been in, and my car will likely be totaled. Since the car is so old, I don't have collision insurance, and will need to buy a new car myself. I have had a lot of extra expenses this year. I've moved twice and have had to get a lot of things on that car fixed as well. I have no emergency funds, and I need a new car to be able to get to work. Anything you can do to help would be very much appreciated, even if you just share this post.
Venmo: chinaxcape
PayPal: schinasea
Cashapp: iamch1na
GoFundMe: here
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u3pxx · 10 months
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op are the gavin parents called KARen and KARsten bc they died in a car crash
you know what anon, it wasn't even intentional but what a coinkidink! ace attorney names puns now happen to me unintentionally agfhdjd
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borderline-culture-is · 4 months
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Bpd culture is being so frustrated that you wish someone would get hit by a moving vehicle. and then it actually happens and your friends' irl gets hit by a truck
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*Ring ring ring*
EMS operater: 911 what's your emergency?
Barbara: Hello? Yes, I was just in a car purpose
EMS operater: A car purpose? Ma'am, do you mean a car accident?
Barbara: No, I hit that bitch on purpose
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ordinarymothman · 3 months
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my fitness goal for the new year is to get big enough and heavy enough that if someone hits me with their car they will also die
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quaintpanic · 10 months
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(guy who gets into car accidents voice) yeah I'm such a collisionpilled crashcel
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