I saw cute videos of people holding their rats in funny ways and my brain came up with a tiny whumpee lkwjlfsjf

I felt like coloring this panel from my Brother animatic.

I like to think that even without getting in fights (which he still definitely did) Keith is just reckless and has a lot of pent up energy and gets injured a lot.

Whump Snippet Saturday #15

“Okay. O-okay. You got this. You can do this,” whumpee mutters as they try to steady their hands, needle and thread between bloody fingers. It’s slippery, almost too slippery to get anything done. The worst thing, however, is the pain.

Whumpee knows they shouldn’t complain, and bite down on the end of their shirt they lifted up to get better access to their wound. Winces and small whimpers escape their lips as they do their best to stitch themselves up, hand getting shakier by the minute.

“A-almost done.” The shirt slips out of their mouth, just as they finish this little work of art. Breathing shakily, whumpee closes their eyes and leans back, head resting against the cold wall they sit in front of. “C’mon, bandage this shit and you’re ready to go.”

They don’t know how or why it helps to talk to themselves, but it’s easier to get shit done. Whumpee’s never been one to hype themselves up, but in this case it’s better than just falling unconscious and bleeding out.

A pained groan rings in their ears as they manage to get up from the floor, grabbing onto whatever they can find to support and pull themselves up. “See? That wasn’t … wasn’t so bad.” Whumpee wipes the cold sweat from their forehead and make their way to find the rest of the team.

"Don't just throw ripped jeans away, you can repair them using these 10 cute Visible Mending techniques!!" unfortunately my friend the first point of failure for every single pair of jeans i have owned in my life has been the Crotch and Ass. Knees: fine, cuffs: fine; but 3 years in, and all that stands between the world and my astronaut-patterned taint is 0.5µm of denim worn so thin that every squat threatens to tear it to shreds like wet toilet paper. If the Tiktok craft community could figure out a way to resurrect jeans afflicted in such a way that doesn't involve adding a whole ass buttpatch like some sort of inverse assless chaps situation then that'd be great

#8 Patching Up

Posting this as its own post bc I'm so proud of myself for making this

Still needs to be ironed and the edges finished but here's my laika patch inspired by this post by @manywinged !

Save me french yuri... Save me

Part 2 of the arrow removal !! I really liked @alicewritingstories 's idea of the two Caretakers arguing so here they are Good thing Whumpee is out of it because dealing with pain plus shouting wouldn't be a pleasing situation.

seal block prints (shop)

"STOP TAKING THE HEALTH KITS"

He ubered the scout after this.

Additional sketches and some ramblings under the cut.

This is based on an encounter I had the other day, when a demoman took a medkit before my medigun connected with him. When he saw my health was down to 21, he would force me to stand at the spawn point and guarded me until I was healed. Wherever you are now, if you read this, you were a good lad and I love you.

Sometimes I think about how medic is emotionally very invested in the missions (which shows in his voice when he shouts at his team), but off-duty and during friendly taunts he seems to be among the most giggly, and fun-loving mercenaries in the team. I like to think he can get agitated very fast, but cools down just as quickly.

Whumptober #11

Trope of the day: self-done first aid

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“Okay. Okay, you can do that,” he mutters and pulls his shirt up, holding it in place with his teeth while he tries to clean the wound on his stomach and get a better view of that literal bloody mess. The bleeding luckily has almost stopped so his work isn’t in vain as he disinfects his hands again and starts working on the stitches.

His shirt’s fabric in his mouth helps him keep the nausea at bay, but it the pain makes it hard to stay focused or get clean stitches. Good thing he has got enough band aids and patches left to help him cover that up …

Shaky hands brush over the crudely stitched wound, cleaning it from the last drops of dried blood. Despite never being good at medical stuff, whumpee is pretty impressed by how much he has learned from caretaker, otherwise he’d probably be worse off then he already is. The bandages sit tight, not too tight, and his wounds are clean. At least he hopes they are.

The pain, on the other hand, is still very much there and he has to be careful how much he moves to not make it worse or pull the stitches again. It has been a pain in the arse to do them once, whumpee isn’t very sure if he’d be able to do that one more time.

A small sigh escapes his lips as he gets up from the chair, holding onto the table to not sway on his feet. He could’ve called caretaker, but the other has been busy with more important stuff, so self-done stitches and bandages it were. Slowly, he walks towards the basin, washing his bloody hands that just won’t stop shaking.

Just breathe the pain aways … yes, that has always somehow worked. Whumpee grits his teeth with every step he takes, a small whimper working its way past his lips as he closes his eyes for a second and exhales shakily. Patching oneself up without painkillers or other meds is a pain in the arse …

It takes him some time to walk into his bedroom, the kitchen still a little mess from the procedure, but he has no energy left to tidy that up. No, tomorrow is another day to do that. In his mind, he goes through his checklist again, but he has done everything he has learned so far. Patched and cleaned up, he sinks into the pillows on his bed, the pain making it hard to fall asleep. But he’s had worse nights …

(content warning: blood)

Sewed Up Heart

[ID: A Trigun comic done in grayscale with red accents. First, an anatomical heart gushes blood, forming a puddle which shifts into Vash's coat. Vash's gloved hands can be seen sewing up a tear at the hem.

Vash raises his hands, which are now bare and covered in blood. He looks sweaty and distressed, and he raises his coat to his face and cries into it. His clenched hands rip the sewed portion apart, and the red thread leads to a heart whose own stitches are tearing apart. The background gets darker and darker, and the red looks brighter and starker against it.

Then the background returns to white, and brown-skinned hands using embroidery scissors snip a red thread. Wolfwood holds up Vash's repaired coat, grinning proudly, and does a happy thumbs-up in Vash's direction. Vash lifts his head, seeming distant.

Wolfwood holds out the coat. As Vash puts out his hand to take it, the cloth is replaced so Wolfwood is dropping a sewed-up heart in Vash's hand. Vash rubs the coat against his face with a teary smile. End ID] ID CREDITS

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