#tw: mention of blood
Text
911 + Text Posts pt6/?
#911#911 abc#evan buckley#eddie diaz#buddie#tw: blood#tw: fake blood#tw: mention of blood#this is a littke unhinged and now im questioning how dark my humor is#911+text posts#also gunna tag as#911 incorrect quotes
103 notes
·
View notes
Text
time to beat Hector up :D
“Fuck, don’t move…” Quirin says, his voice scared.
“W-wha?..” Hector said, his head dizzy with blood loss.
“Just…focus on staying awake,” Quirin says sternly.
Hector nods weakly, trying not to slip into the tempting bliss of sleep.
Quirin tries to stop the bleeding on Hector’s wounds, wrapping thick gauze around the bad parts.
Hector has a hard time keeping his eyes open, the world spinning around him.
He hissed in pain when Quirin disinfects one of his wounds.
“I know, I’m sorry…” Quirin says sadly.
Hector sighs. This was going to be a long night.
#hurtcember 2023#hurtcember#young brotherhood#hector tts#Hector angst#tts quirin#haha Hector go brrr#Prompt: bleeding#tw: mention of blood
6 notes
·
View notes
Text
First of: TW!!
╰→ mention & vivid description of severe injury
╰→ use of uncensored swearwords! (f*ck & s*it)
╰→ but no graphic pictures in this post!
.･｡ﾟ×ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ.✧.ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ☆ﾟ×ﾟ｡･.
So on July 14 of 2020 I lost my left middle finger by trying to fetch a ball from my pal's dog he threw over a fence the day before.
Here is the full story:
It was raining and half way over the fence I decided to ditch the idea, since the fence was fairly slippery and I 'didn't want to get hurt' lmao.
So, on my way back down I obviously slipped, my ring got caught on the fence and degloved my left middle finger.
I felt a hard tug, no pain at first, tho I had a feeling what just happened... My first thought was: "Do I look at my hand or do I just go home?" Obviously, I looked down and "fuck." was the first thing I said.
I grabbed the bone and remaining flesh with my unharmed hand, to stop the bleeding and looked at my friend (the one with the dog).
I calmly told him: "[Name], don't panic but my finger is gone, call an ambulance. I will lay down on the ground now, okay?" At first he thought I was fucking with him and didn't believe me. Because I stayed strangely calm since he has severe panic attacks and I didn't want him to get one in this situation, since that would be anything but beneficial for the both of us. He only realized I was for real, when he saw red liquid dripping out my hand.
My friend hastily rung all the doorbells of the Apartment building across the street, to ask someone to call an ambulance. (I didn't have my phone on me he had his phone, but forgot that you can call emergency numbers even without mobile credit.)
At one point a guy rode past us on his bike, my friend tried to flag him down, yelling something along the lines of: "Hey, could you please call an ambulance? He (gesturing at me, lying on the ground, bleeding) lost- had an accident." And I'll never forget this mans answer, after throwing one glance at me, in a cheery sing-sang voice he just said: "Noo, I don't have time, sorryy.~" while riding of with the brightest smile. That is still the funniest thing to me lmao. That guy had a great day and was not willing to care for anything or anyone else. Honestly.. Good for him!
Anyways, back to the ambulance-calling problem..
My friend managed to get an old lady to step out on the balcony, where she could see me and she called an ambulance right away.. Well she actually got a little confused and called the police, but they informed the hospital to send an ambulance.
Another lady also approached me to just be there for me, I think. She just rubbed my back and tried to comfort me, which was really sweet. Especially seeing she was the one crying, overwhelmed by the situation. She also shielded me from the rain by covering me with her umbrella. I hope shes okay, she was an absolut Sweetheart.
I was lucky (I guess?) since a woman, who lived across the street I was laying on, saw me through the window and came to check out what happened. And wouldn't you know, she was a nurse! She introduced herself to me as such, stating: "Hey, I saw you through my window, are you okay? I might be able to help. I'm a nurse and brought my first aid kit, what happened?" So I detailed the incident to her and showed her my injury. Upon seeing my mangled hand she let out an audible gasp and a whispered: "oh, fuck." At which I couldn't help but laugh, saying: " 'oh, fuck'? As a nurse? It's that bad, huh?". She apologized and tried to back paddle a bit, I think she was trying to not freak me out to much, saying something along the lines of: "No, it's just- I just didn't expect that." To which I replied: "Well, to be fair, I basically had the same reaction, so it's alright." The kind nurse bandaged me up and waited for the ambulance with us.
At that point the pain was pretty bad but not to much to handle. I mainly focused on my friend, constantly telling him to: "Stay calm and breathe!" since "I can't bleed out, so it's alright."
The ambulance (and police) arrived about 15 minutes after the call (they normally would've been there faster but we had a lot of road work in the area at the time). The officers tried to figure out what happened and kept asking weird questions like: "Did your friend pull you down?", "Did the dog eat the finger?" and "Did the dog pull you down?" Etc.. They also 'searched?' for my finger (they basically just looked in and around the bush where it happened from a distance for like thirty seconds lmao) and said they couldn't find it, so no finger saving for me. The EMT's knocked me out with some seriously good shit and drove me to the hospital. At that point the shock settled, I went in and out of consciousness. At the ER they gave me local anesthesia by shoving a needle in my mangled finger and shooting some thick liquid in there... THAT was the most pain I ever felt in my life so far. But right away, just milliseconds after, no pain at all.
In this moment I actually got to look at it in depth for the first time. It looked gnarly. Most of my skin and flesh was gone but the two bigger bones (wich where astonishingly bright white) of the finger, as well as the main tendon, where still intact. I could actually move my fucking bone-finger!! So I did just that, opening and closing my hand in awe, observing how exactly 'the strings work'. It was fascinating!
They also took some pictures and I managed to message the clinic for the photos of the degloved finger because... YES. You can find the link to those photos at the end of this post. ! Be warned tho, it's literally med. gore !
They gave me another local anesthetic, for the operation, this time numbing the whole arm. They couldn't put me under since I've already eaten that day.
Even though my finger couldn't be 'saved' since they 'couldn't find it'. I found the ring three days after the incident tho so that's cool, I guess.
I asked if I was allowed to 'keep' the bones they removed but the doctor said: "That's not allowed, since it's a bio hazard." (stupid German laws).
They send me home the next day and I got a cute little tattoo after everything healed up nice. (A little pair of scissors on a dashed line, because I'm funny like that.)
When I got home I picked up my dog from my friends apartment (yes, the same friend) and the first thing I said to him was "pew pew" while doing the Spider-Man 'web shooting gesture' with my hand.
I don't really have many long lasting difficulties in regards to the missing finger except for occasional phantom pain or the even worse phantom itch. Both of which mainly occur when the weather switches.
I'm a pretty positive person, so I'm just thankful that it was only one finger and a unessential one, on my non-dominant hand at that.
All in all I'd give the situation a solid 7 /10.
Pos. (+)
The hospital food was good.
The staff was nice.
Neg. (-)
I'm still a little salty about not being able to take my own bones home.
I physically cringe every time I think about the incident. (Wich is annoying because I basically live next to the place it happened and have to see that darn fence daily.)
Indiff. (¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
The pain was bad, but manageable.
If you have any questions, feel free to ask!
And as promised → here ← are the (uncensored) pictures of my injury, if you're interested!
✧✧.✧✧ Sorry for any spelling / grammar errors ✧✧.✧✧
✧✧✧.✧✧✧ English is not my first language ✧✧✧.✧✧✧
.*･｡･｡ﾟﾟ.*･｡ﾟﾟ｡･*.ﾟ.↓DNI↓.ﾟ.*･｡ﾟﾟ｡･*.ﾟ���｡･｡･*.
･｡»･°✧❗I don't consent to NSFW interaction❗✧°･«｡･
banner by @froggy-clubhouse
#tw: injury#tw: amputation#tw: mention of blood#tw: graphic content#amputee#amputation story#amputation#real story#nates_life
39 notes
·
View notes
Note
"metro luv I got your distress signal what happened?!"
You can hear me as you turn a corner. "heh a prank on Ratchet went a little too w-well." I cough as I hold my side. "I was trying to get away and kinda crashed into here." I laugh as I motion to a computer room I had destroyed on impact. I was bleeding. It wasn't a lot but it was enough that I couldn't get up right away without help
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
I wonder if different blood types taste differently to vampires and if they have a favorite type that they like to drink more? Kind of like their favorite flavor of soda or whatever other multi flavored drinks there are out there, to drink.
14 notes
·
View notes
Text
i don’t think i know how to exist with
a mouth unbloodied,
with my hands empty of touch.
//
i hunger for love,
and love consumes me in kind —
an ouroboros choking itself to death.
#wlw poem#wlw poetry#my words#my poetry#sapphic poetry#sapphic#lesbian#bisexual#queer#gay#words words words#words n quotes#wlw longing#wlw yearning#sapphic longing#sapphic love#sapphic yearning#tw: mention of blood#tw: self destruction#i wrote this poem a billion years ago about a girl i used to be in love with
7 notes
·
View notes
Note
"cool dice" an "nature is healing." I'd also say "online" but jsut for the corrrect opinions. not really the other things rom that one.
Haha XD I am a nerd yes, and always been proud of it.
Actually I like over the knee socks. Yes they're cool. (Though maybe someone would argue since they're just solid black in colour)
Well work has me currently on various blood tests, and I feel proud to realize why EDTA (whole blood) vials cannot be taken before plasma vials. It's because EDTA has potassium in it to prevent blood clotting, and most often electrolytes such as... You guessed it, potassium, are taken into a plasma vial. This means that if the blood needle (the collection needle) touches first a tube with added potassium in it, then the test result isn't reliable. There's so many lite things that go into medical laboratory work, which is taken for granted even my medical professionals it isn't even funny.
I'm honoured that you like my takes 😭❤️🔥 But yeah, I try to be not-chronically-online ^^'
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
Oh dear- Ten fainted and now there's a bit of blood running down his nose
--Four
2 notes
·
View notes
Note
Thats a bit of a underhanded way of killing you.
*Gordon’s hand is cut clean off. Tommy immediately rips the end of his coat and begins wrapping it around the bloody stub.*
*FUCK- OW!!*
“It’s gonna be ok!!”
18 notes
·
View notes
Note
— “can you stay here? please?”
Vaxleth. Obviously. But also, it's one taking care of the other after a VERY rough fight. Dealer's choice as to whoever is in bad shape.
From this prompt list.
Content Warning: mention of blood
This is a short one because I had a hard time coming up with something that would fulfill your request.
Can You Stay Here, Please?
Vox Machina is a large group – as far as adventuring parties go – between their 8 feet tall Goliath and their bear, they easily take up the space of the entire dilapidated pub they’re in. What had been a slow day quickly became chaos between pouring mugs of ale, cooking food for the hungry mouths, and wiping down the trail of mud they dragged in from the rainy night.
Thankfully, they had healed a bit before dragging themselves to the bar, courtesy of Pike’s mass-healing spell, so no one was actively bleeding or losing limbs anymore, but if one were to examine them properly, they would see the tethered clothes underneath their armors – for those who wore armor –, the redness in their skins where injuries were healing, and even the caked blood and mud in their hairs.
The exhaustion among the group was obvious, so much so that not even Grog was his usual boisterous self, but instead resigned to nursing his large tankard of ale, with a gnome curled up on each side. Percy’s broken gun lay on the table in front of him, having misfired during the rough fight that had ensued that day, his head being held aloft by the dirty and bloody hands on his forehead. Vex’ahlia sat at the end of the bench, half draped over Trinket, her eyes closed in exhaustion.
Vax’ildan eyed his sister concerned, his gaze focused on the small movements of her back. It hadn’t even been an hour since she lay in his arms unconscious from a particularly nasty spell. He was about to move, to stand and check on her when a soft hand took hold of his wrist.
“Vax, can you stay here, please?” A pair of red-rimmed green eyes looked at him pleading, and the knot in his throat tightened. He looked from Keyleth to Vex, to Trinket nuzzling his sister, who smiled at that, and back to Keyleth, who had followed his gaze. He saw her shoulders sag and her face lower in resignation. “Nevermind.” She whispered to the tankard she brought to her lips.
Vax wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to curl into his chest, rubbing a hand up and down her back. “I’m not going anywhere.”
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
Hurtcember day 8
Ranboo is just minding his own business, trying to get his pets something to eat, when suddenly his vision goes black, and he wakes up in a void of sorts.
"H-hello?" They call out, voi's voice shaky.
The world seems to fade out around him and he finds himself with his hands covered in dark purple blood. His own, he assumes, as he has never seen a hybrid with the same color blood as that.
The world fades out again and he wakes up on the grass, his pet catHades trying to get him to wake up.
"What was that?" Ranboo murmurs to xyrself anxiously as he sits up slowly.
A memory, he supposed. One he didn't recall, of course.
#tw: mention of blood#hurtcember day 8#i beat ranboo up#ranboo angst#dsmp#anti dreamwastaken#dni dream stans#dream is bad (both in my au and irl)#im just in a silly goofy mood#prompt: flashback#i take requests#requests are open
2 notes
·
View notes
Note
🌹🌹🌹(if you would like to share more?❤️)
yes, of course !!! it’s an honor to be asked 😊
He’s bleeding out, and he still has the nerve to taunt Theo, to tear open a wound in him, too, dare to make this a damn massacre.
“For fuck’s sake, Liam, beggars can’t be choosers.”
“Trust me, I didn’t choose any part of this.”
#thank you for the ask !! 💞#tw: mention of blood#thiam#theo raeken#liam dunbar#they’re sooo unbelievably messy (reprise)
10 notes
·
View notes
Text
Dusk was actually in a decent mood. Her breakfast was just what she needed to hold over her appetite for something more than just a cheeseburger. With that new strength in her she gave it a whirl at adventuring out in public. Though, she was perfect certain, even if she wasn’t blood thirsty, she wouldn’t want to be around any of these people. There was just too much chatter, too much bumping, too much temptation that lurked under her skin. Pulling out her drum sticks from her back pocket she lightly tapped them against her legs. It was a bit of a habit she had picked up when she just needed to fiddle with something. That and time to time a new beat came to her that she would be sure to remember for rehearsal with the girls. From the corner of her eyes she could sense eyes on her and just sighed softly to herself. “I’ve heard pictures last longer, but that’d still make you a creep.”
10 notes
·
View notes
Text
A dream I just had. Just to say, I woke up crying
Hogwarts! AU, DragonHeart! AU
Billy as a dragon, Steve as a wizard
It was a set responsibility to all prefects.
Every three days they had to go venture to the deepest part of the dungeons and face the creature.
And now, as the new prefect, it was Steve's turn to enter the dungeons.
At first, he didn't know what to expect.
He had mastered the charms he would need but he still felt unqualified. Both to the prefect title and the resulting task.
Taking a few deep breaths, he gripped the handle of his wand and ventured down.
The first time he saw it, he gaped.
Chains encasing the hulking body and digging into it's golden skin.
The tone suddenly reminded of the sand on a clear summer day.
Looking closer, he was surprised that there wasn't any blood that he could see, but the sight of the chains disappearing into the dragon's skin made him sick.
Doing the reinforcement spells on the chains, he paused for a moment, before casting a protective spell for it's heart.
A dragon was a powerful thing, but the chest area was the most tender and there were endless stories of dragons were slaughtered by a chest wound.
Steve might have imagined it but he thought he had seen the dragon relaxing for second.
He tried to ignore the nagging feeling of wrongness and with a soft goodbye he left.
The dragon's eyes had remained closed for the entirely of the task.
~~~~~~~~~
That was only the beginning of this weird arrangement.
Steve would go down to the dungeons in the night, do his charms and stay until midnight, talking the dragon's ear off the entire time.
He had even named it, or him, as he came to notice.
In his defense, the dragon didn't seem opposed... maybe a bit exasperated but he hasn't struggled in it's binds.
It was a strange but he felt a sense of companionship that he hadn't been able to feel with his peers.
~~~~~~~~~
He hasn't been there for two weeks...
Billy thought darkly.
Usually the little wizard would be there already, talking nonsense as he reinforced the chains after protecting his heart.
Instead, in his place there was someone else.
The new person didn't spoke at all. He just did the chains and left without a second glance.
He didn't even check if the spell was actually working.
~~~~~~~~~
It took some work.
Taking off the chains that had been lodged into his skin for years.
But he didn't care nor did he noticed the streams of blood as he ripped them off his body.
With the chains broken at his feet he set out to look for his wizard.
~~~~~~~~~
He found him in one of the bigger rooms on the left wing.
The screams of the people, teachers and students running rampant and trying to stop him and capture him again didn't deter him.
He could only see the tear stained face of his wizard as he moved his hand and with a wave casted a spell.
And he paused with a slight tang of betrayal but Steve, instead of casting spells to trap him, was actually casting spells to protect him.
More importantly, to protect his heart.
He decided at that moment that he would take his wizard away from here.
~~~~~~~~~
As his skin was golden like the sand on a beach, his eyes were the ocean.
#dragon!billy#wizard!steve#tw: mention of blood#harringrove#billy hargrove#steve harrington#shiphappens writes#ficlet#wrote this as soon as i woke up
14 notes
·
View notes
Text
me: sees a Pinterest photo of a beautiful woman covered in blood
also me:
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
“ Look at this. ” Malai lifted her forearm up, revealing a bandage wrapped around her otherwise spotless skin. “ You fucking cut me. You realize how hard it was for me to clean up all of the blood? ” Having her dna anywhere close to the scene was a surefire way of getting caught. It was too risky for the woman’s liking. “ You get sloppy like that again and I swear I’ll — ”
closed starter for @slwburns
4 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
grantaireland
Grantairetherat
3-1415927
this is random
prestigealarm
Commercial
Alarm Systems
itsahotminuteinbetween
Not a philosopher, just got nothin else to do ig-