content: hero x villain whump, magical whump, suffocation mention, burns mention, frostbite mention, amputation mention, temporary side effects, gore, medical whump
“Next!” Medic called as they helped guide one of their team members out — they’d used their light magic way too much and had gone temporarily blind. They had a white cane for these sorts of occasions, but they were always grateful to be taken by the hand and led out of the medical room.
It’d been a busy day. Another team member had nerve damage in their hands from their electrical magic, yet another had burns from fire magic. One of them kept coughing up salt water; at some point, their lungs would fill up with it and make them suffocate, which they were warned of, but decided it was a price they were willing to pay.
And the next patient… Oh dear. Hero. With yet more giant holes in their palms.
“Hey, Doc…” they said awkwardly as they shuffled into the medical room. They were a nature magic user, except using their magic constantly left them more injured than if Villain had actually gotten in a few hits. The thing was… Those things they summoned? The vines and thorns? They had to be pushed out through the skin, leaving it inflamed and susceptible to infections.
“I told you to leave,” Medic said as they closed the door and went to check out the wounds. “This line of work isn’t for you. Your magic is debilitating.” The holes in Hero’s palms were deep and dirty. They had to wash it out.
“I didn’t think you were serious.”
Medic gave them a look. “You know I was serious. Hop off the table and come with me to the sink.”
Hero did as told, without saying a word. They were shaking a little. If Medic had to guess, washing out the dirt from the wounds wasn’t exactly Hero’s favourite part either.
“We have more than enough people on our team,” Medic went on as they turned on the tap and started with removing all the dirt. Hero winced and squeezed their eyes shut. “Villain and their little minions stand no chance. So really, we don’t need your services.”
“I saved a mother and her child today,” they said through gritted teeth. “They would’ve been crushed by debris if I wasn’t there.”
“I’m sure the team would’ve taken care of them.”
“I’m needed.”
Medic turned off the tap and guided Hero back to the table to sit. “You’re sacrificing too much,” they said as they dabbed the wounds dry. Then they grabbed a generous helping of gauze and stuffed it into one of the holes before wrapping it up in bandages.
“That’s what a hero does, no? I’ve been chosen. I can’t just go on with my life as though I wasn’t blessed with some otherworldly powers.” Their hand was shaking as they endured Medic’s not necessarily rough but stern handling.
“You’re ridiculous. You have a bigger saviour complex than even your ego. I’m telling you: this line of work isn’t for you. You’re sacrificing too much.” They stuffed gauze into the other hole, wrapping that up as well.
“I’m never gonna give up, you know. Not now, not twenty years down the line. This is my purpose.”
“You magic users are all the same,” they grumbled. “Always with your ‘purpose’. I’ve had to cut off Teammate’s hand after they got bad frostbite from using their magic too much. I had to watch them cry and writhe and curse me out for doing it. That’s when they finally realised they couldn’t do this. When will you realise?”
Hero was quiet for a long moment. “Maybe I won’t be able to do this forever. But for the time being, I can. And I’ll never forget how that mother looked at me.”
Medic sighed. “Of course.”
They were silent for a little while before Hero hopped off the table. “See you next time.”
“Keep the magic usage to a minimum!” they called after them. “And tell them to send in the next one!”
someone needs to go back in time and smother young ghetsis with a pillow and then like put baby cyrus into foster care . super hero of the pokemon world.
and then idk, make lysandre not rich.... give maxie and archie some ativan. idk
Just in case - TW I think? I’m forgetting how old kid Virgil is in the AU, but I was just thinking about how kids sleep so deeply, that it’s a good idea to give them flat pillows and snug/flame retardant PJS so they can breathe easy in their sleep (pillows) and safer from fire outbreak (PJs won’t catch on fire). The poor aliens if they learn this - how dangerous is this death world and what do they need to do for Virgil?
won't someone please warn these alien dads about deathworlder children and their Unstoppable Naps...
a gender that feels like it has been buried alive. a panicked, terrified gender that feels as though it is suffocating. can also relate to claustrophobia.
i really wish people would start adding trigger/content warnings when they share that scene where itachi suffocates sasuke. like yes we get it viral meme making light of abuse is funny haha, now can you please at least make sure survivors who have actual, real-life trauma from suffocation dont see your posts? that's literally all we're asking for at this point
Merasmus appears to be struggling to open and maintain a powerful, but small portal anchoring the two worlds. As he takes a deep breath and bolts through, he turns around just in time to see a ginger-haired silhouette running from afar.
Then the connection severs, and the portal snaps closed.
It’s a feeling he’ll never get used to, the void separating two worlds. Suffocating dark wrapping around you, unable to breathe as you have to battle your way towards the exit, knowing that if you’re lucky, you only have a second to spare. And if you’re not, you’ll be lost forever. He’s terrified.
He stretches forwards, and leaps out of the other side of the link, tumbling onto the ground and rolling into the grass, gasping for air. It’s a full moon tonight, and a stray wizard has found himself in a version New Mexico, so similar to where he had came from, but knowing that nobody here will be the same.
And with that, he promptly passes out on the sparse, gravelly grass.
Almost got murdered anon again. Different reason this time but I dunno who else with some type of social reach to ask for help that would even potentially care- so my at home abuse from my homophobic AND transphobic mother has gotten alot worse (ahaha almost got suffocated to death today for calling her out on her abuse ☺️) to the point where out of desperation I made a post on my blog literally just asking for financial and survival advice and I was wondering if I came off anon could you spread the word??? It's okay if you can't I'm just asking around because I'm genuinely scared for my life and just need any typa help.
I would definitely share it on my blog to try to help you out. I know I can't recommend much myself but spreading it could find people who would.
Just of course be careful with exact location or trusting people to hold your money or to take you in. I know this is treating you like you were born yesterday but I feel like I need to say it since that's also incredibly risky and could get you screwed over more.
