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Aftermath Impact 11 | TW: depiction of a seizure SHeS THEIR MOM NOW SHES!! THEIR!! MOM!!! T_T
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#seizure#tw seizure#rotmnt#rotmnt aftermath comic#aftermath rotmnt comic#rise of the tmnt#rottmnt#rise donnie#rise leo#rise raph#rise mikey#carol oneil#momma oneil#thats their MOM nOW#and those are her four turtle sons#mhm mhm#she loves them#i love them#weEEHHEHH
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I got bitten by a snake at a wedding reception and had a seizure.
#dream#bite#injury#snake#snakes#snake tw#snakes tw#wedding#wedding reception#reception#seizure#nightmare
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Ok this is insane
PSA to all my epileptic/seizure prone/photophobia Star Wars fans on tumblr mobile
There is a SHITTY ad on mobile that starts out like this
And it’s flashes lights and it’s scrolls on for FUCkInG EVER. It’s takes way to long to get to the bottom of the ad to safety and there’s no way to report it or tell tumblr you don’t want to see it any more.
I’ve tried to tell them about it but I don’t know if it worked.
So if you see this, hit the back button immediately!
Stay safe everyone!
#Star Wars#epilepsy#trigger warning ed#epilepsy warning#ad warning#tumblr ad#mobile ads#photophobia#seizure warning#seizure#possible seizure
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The Sign : Episode 9
#the sign the series#the sign#asian whump#whump#thai drama#thai bl#billy patchanon#babe tanatat#seizure#cardiac arrest#cpr#worry#weak
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oh oh oh!! Yandere proxies with a darling who, in the escape attempt, damages the proxy marking thing?
If a marking is damaged, it still relays a weak signal. Lesser creatures won't be able to detect it, but higher beings will. But damn, is it painful. It's a direct link to Slender, and then it's severed, it's disobedience. Disobedience is punished.
Masky
It was a knife, the very weapon used against you to subdue your 5th escape attempt.
You were a fighter, and that's why he wanted you.
That's why he adored you.
But damn. You could really pack a smart faced punch when you needed to.
He was on top of you, with the handle of his knife between his teeth, struggling to fist both of your wrists at the same time. And in a quick motion, you snatched the knife, chipping his tooth in the process, and swiped down on the shoulder of his jacket.
He screamed, completely blacking out in pain and clutching his shoulder. You managed to quickly scamper away as Masky starts heaving and collapsing on the ground, spots clouding his vision from the pain alone.
You didn’t waste time pushing yourself off of the bloody grass, and almost slipped as you ran into the brush of the forest.
Time seemed to escape you as you pounded your way through the forest, not caring where you went as long as you were keeping distance from Masky, who was hopefully still writhing in the ground in pain and regret.
But then you came to the conclusion that you were lost. You didn’t know how long you’ve been in the woods, how many times you’ve passed the same tree (or at least you thought it was), and why it seemed like something was following behind you.
It might just be a squirrel, right? But no, foolish [Y/N] this is the Black Forest, there are no harmless squirrels. Any creature in here following a cute little human like you has no good intentions to your health.
You didn't even have time to react to your quick, painless death of a snapping neck.
Hoodie
Hoodie is usually a bit more smarter than this, he knows how to protect his weak spots, unlike Masky who tends to act on reckless anger.
It was only a simple scratch as you flailed under his grip, consistently dragging you by your ankles and eventually the rim of your pants, which you quickly learned was an easy handle that he enjoyed dragging you around with.
A game of cat and mouse can only go on so long before the mouse gets eaten. Freedom was only steps away into that dark forest, you didn't care if you could find your way out, because you'd have a better chance of survival against the elements and beasts rather than with this complete psychopath.
But a measly little scratch, just enough to draw blood was enough to drag him down.
He was more fortunate than the others, getting by with only a scratch that felt like a hot, molten nickel erupting from the wound.
Hoodie's grip released, and you quickly freed yourself, scrambling away while he hunched in pain, screaming through his gritted teeth.
Hoodie's body was entirely tense, focused on the sheer amount of pain wrecking his body in wave after wave.
You almost paused to stare at the sight, not quite sure if it was a trap or not. He tended to trick you with little tests.
But you tested fate that day, and sprinted into the forest, letting him watch helplessly as you faded into the brush.
Toby
tw: seizure
Toby doesn't feel pain, but magic will not let a bad deed go unpunished no matter the circumstance.
In Toby's eyes, you only needed a little coaxing to stay still while he attempted to shackle the handcuffs on your wrists.
He'd given you too much freedom to be comfortable with.
A knife stuck out of Toby's back, although it took a moment for him to realize the marking was split open from the blood running down his back.
He felt no pain, but the hallucinations started soon after.
He kept screaming your name, calling for help, it was too pathetic for you to feel sympathy for, even if you had stayed to help him.
His wretched voice echoed throughout the house as you rushed toward any door, any window you spotted. Your mind rushed faster than you could make sense of it, and even opened a pantry in the rush of adrenaline.
You had to try the back door, which was past Toby's body in the living room.
And it fell unusually quiet.
But upon tiptoeing into the living room, with eyes wide and full of primal panic and focus, you noticed Toby convulsing on the ground.
But you didn't have any sympathy for him, you reminded yourself. Every villain as their golden moments, and in his delusions he loved you. But people don't hurt someone that they love. And they certainly do not threaten to lock them in handcuffs, to shove them into a windowless basement.
Foaming at the mouth, Toby wasn't present anymore, and didn't pose a threat even if the seizure did stop before you left.
You grabbed the keychain from his pocket, and unlocked the multiple locks lining the back door, and you disappeared from his life, hopefully for good this time.
When Toby finally woke up, the back door was open, a stupid racoon was picking through his hair.
#now in theory if the proxies went to slender to get it removed there would be a little bit less pain#not too much less#creepypasta#creepypasta headcanon#creepypasta imagines#creepypasta blog#masky#ticci toby#creepypasta x reader#proxies x reader#ticci toby x reader#seizure#tw seizure
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Der Bergdoktor S17 E02
#whump#unconscious#seizure#passing out#collapsing#germany#pregnant#heavy bleeding#hospital scene#der bergdoktor#internal bleeding#whump blog#and all that on and one day after the wedding#intermenstrual bleeding
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The Sign - Ep. 9
#the sign#thai drama#hospital#seizure#concern#bedside vigil#cpr#crying#hugging#face touching#billy patchanon#babe tanatat#whump#thai whump#asian whump
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WHUMPCEMBER day 15:
Prompt: "Hallucinating"
Musallat (2007)
@whumpcember
#whumpcember2023#day 15#hallucinating#Musallat#Burak Özçivit#turkish#turkish movie#whump#male whump#whumpedit#dizzy#weak#confused#headache#covering ears#pain#panic#seizure#fear
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Hannibal s1e11
#hannibal#hannibal series#hannibal lecter#will graham#mads mikkelsen#hugh dancy#whump#whump gifs#seizure#face touching#emotional whump#ltwbhannibal
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Aftermath 16- tw/ depiction of a seizure, blood, we seein' dee's messed up shell again. Sorry Donnie, you can't just get your nervous system screwed up by an alien spaceship and not have consequences.
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#rottmnt#rotmnt#save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rotmnt aftermath comic#rise of the tmnt#rise donnie#rise mikey#rise april#seizure#tw seizure#tw blood#blood#injury#pain#man donnie's really going through it#he has a minor case of severe brain damage#help him please#also poor mikey#baby's so scared#hold him
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I was a Sim and had a seizure by failing a mini game to eat spicy chili.
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Whumpcember 2023. Alt post: forced to watch.
#whumpcember2023#alt post: forced to watch#no 23#teşkilat#whump#male whump#whump community#seizure#turkish#turkish series
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Sea Patrol 1x7 Rescue Me
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Whumptober 2023
Prompts Day 2: Thermometer
The Flash 6x07 - Barry Allen
#whumptober2023#no.1#thermometer#theflash#video#sweat#ill#feverish#seizure#unconscious#barry allen#grant gustin#6x07#infection
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Whumptober #3
part 1 part 3
xxx like crying out in empty rooms
“So that was definitely weird, right?” Jayne says once Mal’s footsteps have receded down the hallway.
“It was a little weird,” Kaylee agrees.
“He could just be having a bad morning,” Zoe points out. “We all have ‘em. Be crazy not to, after…after.”
A solemn quiet falls over the group. They all know what she’s talking about. Who she’s talking about. It’s been six months, but the trauma still feels fresh, on some days more than others. The occasional emotional outburst from some member of the crew is all but guaranteed, especially during these long stretches of travel. But something tells Simon that there’s something else going on. He can’t put his finger on what, exactly that something is, but there’s a heavy dread settling into the pit of his stomach that he can’t shake.
“I’m going to go check on him,” he says. He’s barely gotten the words out when River’s voice crackles over the PA.
“Simon!” She sounds frantic. “I need you!”
He’s already moving, the others close behind him as he runs. “River!” he calls as he gets closer. He hurries up the steps and his heart jumps into his throat.
Mal is on the floor. His back is arched, his limbs rigid, fingers curled, and his body is jerking, guttural noises escaping him. River is crouched in the chair, her hands over her ears, tears streaming down her face.
“What’s going on?” Zoe asks.
Simon doesn’t answer, at first, and then Kaylee says, “Simon?”
The fear in her voice is enough to rouse Simon from the flurry of his thoughts and he kneels down next to the captain. “He’s seizing.” He looks up at River. “River?”
She raises her head and looks at him and the fear in her eyes makes his heart ache.
“Did anything happen before the seizure started?”
“His head hurt,” River answers, her voice small.
Simon nods. “Alright. That isn’t unusual, headaches can happen before seizures. Did he say anything to you?”
“He said I’m okay. But he isn’t okay.”
“He will be,” Simon says, trying to sound more confident than he feels. “He will be, mei mei. Kaylee, I need you to--” he begins. He’s about to tell her where to find the diazepam when Mal’s seizure comes to a stop, his body relaxing and his breaths evening out. It had been a short seizure, which is something at least. “I need you to stay with River, please. Jayne, I’ll need your help getting the captain to the infirmary.”
“What’s goin’ on?” Kaylee asks as Jayne moves into the cramped space.
“I…” Simon keenly aware of the fact that the others are looking to him for answers. He swallows. “I don’t know yet. But I’m going to figure it out.”
“Why ain’t he wakin’ up?” Jayne asks.
“It can take a few minutes,” Simon answers. “Here, take his arm.”
The task of getting Mal up is made somewhat more difficult by the cramped space, but he and Jayne manage it, supporting the unconscious captain between them. Zoe follows at their heels as they maneuver Mal into the hallway and head for the infirmary.
“Help me get him onto the bed,” Simon says, and Zoe jumps in, the three of them working together to get Mal settled on the exam bed. It’s while they’re doing this that Simon notices the heat radiating from the captain, and he presses the back of his hand to Mal’s forehead, frowning.
“What is it?” Zoe asks.
“He’s burning up,” Simon says, already moving to get an IV prepped. He’s just inserted the needle and taped it down when Mal begins to stir. “Captain?”
Mal lets out a groan, then slowly grimaces, eyes moving beneath the lids. When they open, they have a glassy, far-off look.
“Captain? Mal, are you with me?”
Mal frowns, looking around the infirmary with a puzzled look on his face. “Where’d…Wash?”
Simon’s stomach knots. He glances up at Zoe. She’s standing completely still, her expression stiff and unreadable. Though she doesn’t show it, Simon knows that she’s shaken.
“Wash, ‘m sorry…” Mal murmurs.
“Mal, do you know where you are?” Simon says. “I’m going to give you some medicine to bring your fever down…Captain, can you hear me?”
Mal has gone still, his eyes glazed and staring at nothing. And then they roll back in his head and his body starts to jerk.
“Damn it, he’s seizing again!” Simon says, immediately turning to go through drawers.
“Well, make it stop!” Jayne practically growls it.
“I will, I just need to find…Here we go!” Simon pulls out the autoinjector and turns back to Mal, jamming it against Mal’s upper thigh. He holds it there for a three-count before setting it aside. “Alright, come on Captain…”
Jayne moves forward a few steps, staring at Mal with wide eyes, face pale. “It ain’t workin’.”
“Just give it a little time,” Simon says. The seconds feel like an eternity, but finally, after ninety-seven of them (Simon counts), the seizure stops and Mal’s body relaxes.
“What now?” Zoe asks. She sounds tired. Haggard.
Simon lets out a long breath, running one hand through his hair. “I’m going to run some tests, and keep an eye on his vitals…You two don’t need to stay here. I’ll let you know if I need any help.”
“You’ll tell me if somethin’ happens?” Jayne says.
“Of course.”
Jayne nods and steps out of the little infirmary. Simon turns to Zoe but she just shakes her head once.
“I’m not goin’ anywhere.”
Simon doesn’t argue with her. He knows better than that, and though neither of them are in the mood for conversation he’s grateful for the company. She finds a place to sit while Simon starts the task of drawing blood. He looks at his captain’s slack face, shiny with sweat, and tries to ignore the worry that’s eating at him.
“I’m going to figure this out.”
xxx to be continued…
#whumptober2023#no.3#“make it stop”#firefly#fic#seizure#fever#sick#malcolm reynolds#simon tam#firefly fic#whumptober#my writing#my fic#whump#whump fic
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