#broken limbs

[whumperofworlds]

A Whumpee who plays sports. Caretaker calls out to them from the bleachers, "Break a leg!" which Whumpee smiles.

Then during the game, Whumpee broke their leg.

Cue guilt from Caretaker.

[he-who-needs-to-be-silenced]

Results from todays flocking paleostream

2: This pathetic little beast is a baby atopodentatus, which actually couldn’t bend their elbows, and after that I made this

To continu the info, atopodentatus was a weird basal sauropterygian that had a flat mouth that was originally reconstructed as a strange zipper thingy which is because the holotype was squeeshed sideways when fossiling. We think it might have used its mouth to scrape algae of rocks like a marine iguana or to filter shit out of mud like morturneria we drew right before

[echoing--stars]

Whumptober Day 10: Alt - Carried to Safety

I love Twi and Warriors content ;-;

CWs: injuries (broken leg)

...they realized Twilight’s knee was broken, and badly. He wouldn’t be able to walk, not even if they managed to splint and bandage it.

“We can’t use a potion, rancher. It’s too bad of a break. But I know the champion at least has a fairy.”

The ‘if we can get to him’ went unspoken. They couldn’t be too far from the others. They’d volunteered to patrol the area around camp, and had gotten side tracked when a single bokoblin jumped out of the brush. Since they were together, they assumed they could handle it on their own. What they didn’t expect was to be led to a whole camp of monsters.

And now, Twilight was pale and shaking, barely able to stay conscious. He spoke quietly. “Leave me here and go get it then.”

Warriors paused where he was digging in his bag and raised an eyebrow at Twilight. “I’m not leaving you here, rancher. Who knows if there are more monsters around. And besides, Malon would kill me if you died.”

Twilight smiled weakly, but didn’t reply.

Warriors knew he must be in a lot of pain. Twilight was generally quiet, but not like this. He looked like he was barely able to keep his eyes open.

[faofinn]

30. Get Back In Bed!

@sicktember

Sheila didn't even bother to look up as she heard Fao moving around again. She knew he was pushing his luck, trying to ignore all their orders and deciding he knew better than everyone else. It was boring, she knew that, but he'd gotten himself hurt, he had to pay the consequences, which just so happened to be bed rest.

"Don't you dare. I can hear you and I know you know better." 

“I’m not doing anything!” Fao protested. 

"So you're not trying to get up?" 

“Old house. Creaks.” He said. “Just shifting my weight.”

"Yeah? This basement is newer than most of you."

“Still creaks. Creaky beds.” He muttered, glancing over at Sheila. She wasn’t watching, maybe he could get away with it. He was fed up of being in bed, he at least wanted to sit on the sofa and watch TV. 

"Yeah, I'm sure."

He shuffled over, reaching for the side of the bed. “What’re you doing? Anything interesting?”

"Babysitting, apparently." She folded her arms, looking up at him.

“I just wanna sit!” He protested, though he looked a little sheepish.

"You can sit in the bed. I'm not getting you up."

“I’ll be fine.”

"I don't care. You're not getting up."

“Please?” Fao whined. “I’m bored.”

"I'm not bored enough to have to pick you up off the floor."

“I’ll just sit on the edge.”

"Get back in bed." She warned. "All limbs inside the bed."

“Come on.” He whined. “I’m going stir crazy.”

"Should've thought about that before you crashed." She muttered to herself, heading over to Fao. "I know you are. You know you can't get up, though. I can't hold you up if you go."

“It’s not my fault, though.” He whined. 

"I know." She brushed her fingers through his hair. "But you know it's for the best that you listen to them now."

“I’m gettin’ all stiff.” He said frustratedly. “I’m fed up.”

"I know, I know. It won't be forever."

He leaned into her touch. “Feels like forever.”

"It won't be."

He looked up at her. “I didn’t mean to crash.”

"I know you didn't. It was just an accident."

“Didn’t mean to cause trouble for all of you.”

"No? Sure looked like you did when you went arse over tit with Tai." She joked softly.

“I don’t like fainting. It’s not fun, it sucks.” He grumbled. “I didn’t mean to, I can’t exactly control it.”

"No, but you could have said you felt dizzy."

“I did, but I wanted to push through it, not good staying in bed all the time. Gonna end up with a DVT.”

"You can wriggle your toes."

“Have been. Still not good to be stuck in bed.”

"It's not good to faint either."

He huffed, stretching a little and moving his feet up and down. He was quiet for a minute, and looked over at his adopted mother. “Sheila?”

"Mm? What's wrong?"

“Love you.”

She laughed quietly. "I love you too, but you're still not getting up."

“Are you mad at me?”

"No, of course I'm not."

His leg was aching, and he reached down to rub his knee. “Must suck, babysitting me.”

"Just making up for all the years I missed."

He hummed. “True. Can I have more painkillers?”

"Let me check for you."

“Thanks. My knee is killing me.”

"I can get you some codeine, but you're not due any paracetamol yet." 

“The paracetamol doesn’t do a lot anyway.”

"Better to keep on top of it."

“Can I have the codeine?”

She hummed. "I'll go get it."

“Thank you.”

She gave him a firm glance, well aware he was likely to try and get up. Against her better judgement, she gave him the benefit of the doubt, heading into the meds room.

He watched her leave carefully, and then slowly sat upright. It was a struggle, especially with his collarbone and shoulder, but he managed to drop the side of the bed and swing his legs off. He didn’t even want to stand, but he was hoping bending his knee would help the fact that it was absolutely throbbing.

She heard the side of the bed drop, even from the meds room. She swore quietly to herself, shoved the codeine into her pocket and stepped back out.

"Faolan! Get back in bed!"

“‘M stretching!” He countered. 

"Stretching my patience. Bed, now!"

“I’m not moving from here, I swear.” Fao said softly. “My feet won’t touch the floor.”

"So that's why you waited for me to go and get you your meds, hmm? Instead of being sensible and acting your age."

“Well, you wouldn’t let me, I had to do something.”

"I wouldn't let you because you'd hurt yourself."

“I’m staying here, and I feel fine. Can I have those meds?”

She sighed. "Fine, but I'm not happy."

“Five minutes like this. Then I sit back properly.”

"Where would you prefer to be?" She asked, passing the codeine and the water.

He took them gratefully, swallowing the tablets with a mouthful of water. “Upstairs on the sofa watching TV with my dog?”

"Would the sofa down here do? I can get Arrow down."

Fao shrugged, and then winced. “It’s fine, I’m not going to be able to. I don’t want to put you in a difficult position.”

"Tai is meant to be back about now, I was planning on asking him to give me a hand, had you behaved." She said, sitting beside him. 

He leaned against her. “I’ll lay down properly and stop being an arse if you stay up here with me.” He said softly. 

"You're not being an arse, not really." She soothed gently, carefully wrapping an arm around him. 

“I’m just losing my mind stuck down here.”

"I don't blame you."

“Lay with me?” He asked. 

"Are you sure?"

“Yeah.”

"You were wanting to escape just a moment ago."

“Changed my mind.”

"Alright."

He beamed, and after a moment shifted to get his legs back into bed. He shuffled over enough so Sheila had room to lay next to him, and patted the space next to him. 

"Are you comfy enough? Need anything before I join you?"

“Just need you.”

"Okay, sweetheart." She hopped up next to him, pulling the blankets around them. "Is that okay?"

He snuggled into her with a contented hum. “That’s perfect.”

[yjk-imagines]

Luck (Jaina Solo x Zekk)

a request from the lovely @rai-knightshade. it is really so nice to have someone to fangirl over Jaina and Zekk with now. divider by @djarrex. gif by @princes-jasmine. (neither of you have to read this i promise i just needed to make sure i gave credit)

“Jaina!” Jacen felt it a moment before Zekk saw Jaina fall.

She landed in the middle of the dock as the blaster bolts grew closer, curling in a fetal position. Zekk leaped out from behind the decommissioned GNK droid, creating a beautiful arc with his sizzling orange lightsaber that deflected the lasers into the scorched metal rigging.

Zekk could feel Jaina's pain flooding the Force, along with the anger and rage of the smugglers they were chasing. This group had managed to steal an ancient Jedi holocron from an unsuspecting scavenger on Coruscant, and the Zekk and his friends had been sent to intercept them before they could make their sale on the black market.

Tenel Ka had the lead, as always, and Jacen was right behind her. Lowie had been bringing up the rear, but with a wookie bellow he leaped overhead, shielding Zekk and Jaina with his golden blade.

Lowie bellowed, and Zekk mentally translated before Em-Teedee could pipe up. He dragged Jaina behind the GNK with him, cradling her head as he reached for her injured leg. Lowie barked an approval, pressing forward with the others. 

Blasterfire shot by their hiding place. Zekk jerked his arm to shield Jaina, and she grunted in pain.

“Sorry, sorry,” Zekk apologized hastily. Her foot was definitely not supposed to bend in that direction.

He made a split-hair decision and activated his wrist-comm with his nose so that he could keep a good hold on Jaina. “Keep on them, guys, I’m taking Jaina back to the Lightning Rod.”

“Roger!” Jacen replied.

“Oh no, no you’re not,” Jaina pushed Zekk back and grabbed her lightsaber again, “I can still-” She attempted to push herself up onto her feet, but her leg gave way and she fell over Zekk’s shoulder. The others were blocking most of the laserfire, giving him an escape path. 

Jaina grunted as he ran, slamming her fists against his back. "Put me down you overgrown tree!" She shouted.

Zekk ran faster as a blaster bolt landed by his foot, "I mean if you have any better ideas for getting you to the ship when you can't walk we can always discuss them in a committee."

"I AM NOT A COMMITTEE!" Jaina gave an unladylike screech as they left the firefight behind. Zekk called on the force to help him run , trying to remember the route back to the hangar where they left his ship.

He felt Jaina fold her arms in an attempt to pout. “We’re in concourse C, hangar forty-nine.”

Zekk silently thanked her, and moments later he was opening his ship’s ramp and willing it to go faster.

“You can put me down, you know?”

“What, like you’re gonna get yourself up the ramp without any support?” Zekk smirked, and she elbowed him in the ribs. 

Once safely on board, Zekk set Jaina in the bunk and hurried to the cockpit to start the takeoff cycle. They needed to be able to make a quick getaway once Jacen and the others got the holocron. 

A loud clanging noise from the hold tore him from the cockpit. Jaina had fallen out of the bunk, attempted to walk, and promptly tripped over Zekk’s toolkit.

“Jaina!” Zekk tried to settle her into a sitting position on the cot, and she huffed.

“Just because I hurt my leg doesn’t mean I can’t help,” She pouted. Zekk began to search his greasy excuse of a ship for the medkit. 

“You’re right, it doesn’t mean you can’t help, but it does mean that you need to rest and not agitate your leg.”

“It’s not that bad-” she insisted.

Zekk tore the medkit out from under the pile of robes and pointed at her foot, “It’s twisted ninety degrees to the right and you can’t put any weight on it,” He declared sharply.

Jaina frowned, but said nothing. 

Zekk tried to remember the force healing lessons from Tionne as he prepared to splint Jaina’s leg. He couldn’t ignore the small whisper of “Ow, ow, ow, ow,” that escaped her breath as he gently eased her boot off. If it was going to heal correctly, it needed to be rotated back into position. 

“Well, Doctor Zekk?” Jaina folded her arms crossly again.

Zekk sighed, “This is gonna hurt.”

She groaned, “I hate you.”

“I know.” He nodded, “Put your hands on my shoulders.”

Reluctantly, Jaina unfolded her arms to place both hands on Zekk’s boney shoulders. She took a deep breath, trying to shake out all the tension in her muscles.

“You ready?” Zekk asked. Before she could not, he quickly turned her foot into the proper position. Jaina took a deep breath to mitigate the pain, and she gripped his shoulders so tightly Zekk imagined she might rip them from his neck.

He gently massaged her ankle, trying to ensure that the bones were aligned properly before he wrapped it up. She could get proper treatment at the Temple’s medical bay once they got back, but Zekk didn’t want to make the Med-Droid’s job any more difficult than it had to be.

Once Jaina’s breathing had calmed down and her grip on his shoulders had eased up, Zekk took the extendable splints, measuring them to her leg and her foot, holding them into place with ribbons of yellowed gauze. No sooner had he tied the bandage into place, than his comm began to go off.

Jaina accepted it before he could free his hands.

“What’s up?”

“Hey guys! It’s Jacen. Um, what hangar are we in again?”

“Concourse C, Hangar forty-nine!” Jaina and Zekk exclaimed together.

A minute later, Lowie was co-piloting for Zekk, and the ramp just barely closed on Jacen’s heels as the smugglers caught up with them. Jaina rolled her eyes as Jacen proudly presented their coveted treasure.

“I wonder what’s in here…” He murmured, attempting to twist the corners of the glowing blue cube to activate it.

With a tug of the force, Tenel Ka yanked it from his hand. 

“Master Skywalker specifically requested that we refrain from activating the holocron until he is present,” She reminded them.

“Yeah, but Jaina and I are both Skywalkers, so that counts for something, right?”

Tenel Ka raised one eyebrow at her boyfriend.

“You’re also Solos, which gives you the worst luck in the galaxy,” Zekk said. Lowie chortled in amusement.

Before Jacen or Jaina could make further argument, the alarms warning of approaching ships blared, and Tenel Ka slipped the holocron in the velvet-lined container Master Skywalker had given them for such purposes. Zekk and Lowie made the jump to hyperspace, and relief flooded the force. Despite injuries and getting lost, and the Lightning Rod’s constant rattling, they had made it out alive.

Now all that was left was the adrenaline-fueled, anxiety-inducing eight hours until they made it back to Yavin IV.

Lowie sat in the cockpit, tinkering with Em-Teedee, and Tenel Ka insisted that Jacen’s snoring wasn’t bothering her meditation, so Zekk went back to check on Jaina. 

Jacen had her bundled up in one of the light blankets like a doll, and she didn’t have the energy to toss them aside.

“How’s the leg?” Zekk grinned, leaning over the bunk.

“It’s fine,” she shrugged, “I feel loads better.”

“Uh-huh…” Zekk slowly nodded. “Did you eat your rations earlier?”

“Most of them,” Jaina pointed to the plate of Jacen’s latest concoction from the food processors, “I got real thirsty.”

“Lemme get you-”

“No!” Jaina sat up quickly, and her volume made Zekk jump, watching her curiously.

“I, I mean, I can get it myself-” Before she could toss aside the blankets, Zekk gave her a gentle push back into the bunk.

“No,” he said firmly, “I can get you water. It’s no problem.” 

Jaina slumped back against the mattress, and Zekk tapped the water purifier a couple times to get it working.

"You don't have to do stuff for me," a small voice muttered.

Zekk's ponytail swung around to smack his face as he spun to look at Jaina.

She lay on her side, tracing patterns into the fabric of the cot mattress.

"Your leg is broken. Of course I'm going to help you do stuff."

"I can get myself a glass of water." Jaina's hand stubbornly curled into a fist.

Zekk turned his whole body to face her, a cup of water in his hand.

"Can you?" He hummed in amusement.

Jaina lifted her head to glare at him.

"You said you can do it yourself. Come on, I dare you."

Her lips tightened into a frown, and she tossed the blanket to the side, revealing the splint strapped to her leg.

Zekk smirked as she swung her good leg over the side of the bed, struggling to pull the splint after it. He even kicked one of the crates of parts out of the way to make it easier for her.

Jaina grabbed the hanging net that held larger weaponry to pull herself to her feet. She stepped forward on her bad foot, and Zekk resisted the instinctive urge to stop her, even as the Force cried out in pain.

Jaina was good at hiding what she was feeling, but she still bit her lip at the pain.

Zekk raised one eyebrow. Jaina refused to look at him, her face slowly turning red as her breaths deepened.

It was like swinging from branch to branch in the trees back on Yavin. She could do this. She grabbed onto two loops, hanging on for dear life, pitifully hopping forward. She flushed darker, painfully aware of Zekk's eyes carefully watching her.

Zekk's smug satisfaction was slowly becoming concern as Jaina stubbornly crossed half the distance between them, determined to prove her independence. She'd even forgotten the use of the Force in the process.

Her foot knocked against the crate, and as the air was ripped from her lungs, she let go of the net and fell.

Zekk dropped the cup of water in order to catch her. He knelt on the floor with a tangled heap of Jaina in his lap. Her face was hidden in his greasy flight vest in embarrassment.

"Come on," Zekk whispered, his hands tucked under her arms, "Needing help doesn't make you weak, and it doesn't make me think any less of you. I promise."

Jaina nodded against his chest, as if she had known all along.

"Thanks," she mumbled.

Zekk kissed the top of her head, "I love you, you scruffy-looking nerf herder."

"Yeah right," Jaina tugged on his vest, "You're the scruffy one."

Zekk pulled Jaina to her feet and ruffled her hair, pulled out a bit of leather to tie it back from her face.

"Repeat after me: I am a strong, independent woman."

"I am a strong, independent woman."

"But I need to take a nap."

"Kriff no."

Without warning, Zekk wrapped one arm firmly around Jaina's back and the other behind her legs, sweeping her up into his arms.

"You stupid tree!" Jaina sputtered up the same insult from earlier. Zekk ignored her, gently laying her on the bed. He lifted up the covers, and slipped in beside her. Before Jaina could register what was happening, Zekk had his arms around her chest, pulling her face to face with him.

"Jaina, go to sleep."

Jaina's jaw snapped shut before she could catch flies. Zekk's hand cradled the back of her head, tucking it beneath his chin.

"I can still take you," she insisted

"Yeah you can," He agreed, "Goodnight Jaina."

"Good night," she mumbled. She rested her cheek against his chest, listening to the distant thump of his heartbeat. As she focused on its rhythm, the throbbing in her leg began to fade away.

[toppat-dad]

[gingerly-writing]

Prompt #2394

“Oh, ow, are you…alright?”

“You threw me…down…a staircase!” The hero panted, making no move to lift their tangled, odd-angled limbs. “How…would I be…alright?!”

“I really didn’t expect that to be so nasty.” They bent down to take a closer look, then recoiled. “Uh yeah, nope, I’m calling an ambulance. You just, uh, stay there and don’t go anywhere.”

[oyasumirosei]

Cone of shame