#medical staples

[tildeathiwillwrite]

An Enemy of My Enemy is My Friend and Eventual Lover (A Hero x Villain Whump Fic) (12015 words) by TilDeathIWillWrite Chapters: 12/12 Fandom: Original Work Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: hero/villain - Relationship Characters: Hero, Villain - Character, Original Superhero Characters Additional Tags: Whump, Hero/Villain, hero x villain, Abuse, Gunshot Wounds, Death, Swearing, Painkillers, Anesthesia, Surgery, burn scars, Gender Not Specified, Blood, Medical Staples, Hero Whump, superhero whump, Revenge, Fire, collapsing building, Magic exhaustion, Burns, Dizziness, Fear, Adrenaline, Cryokinesis, Trapped, Crying, Guilt, pyrokinesis, Death Threats, referenced injury, Secrets, collapsed building, Paranoia, Unconsciousness, Handcuffs, Ambushed, Panic Attack, Denial, Manhandling, Threats, Pistol-Whipping, concussion, PTSD, Disassociation, Captivity, Captivity whump, Gaslighting, Referenced Torture, Helplessness, superpower whump, Torture, Anger, Choking, Last Resort, scream, weapon, Electrocution, assumed death, Shock, referenced injuries, Blood and Injury, Injury, Head Injury, delirious, bridal carry, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Slow Burn Summary: Hero flees their abusive team and seeks solace with Villain. ----------

Guess who just spent the last forty minutes uploading the entirety of her Hero x Villain whump fic to Ao3?

[vash-in-the-void]

Artfight attack on @madnessmadness

Did you know after a sternotomy the sutures are visible on X-ray? :DD

Versions without text under the cut

[addie4ddie2005]

More lil sketches of my Flower Kid-sona 💥💥🐊🦷 n some stuff I made up abt her eyesies 👁️👁️

Facts ⬇️😃

In regular chill human height numbers she’s 4’10 but in my mind’s eye she is the size of a backpack.

She is 24… Good number I think.

I was going to draw Habit with her so I could tag him but forgort.

[dcviated]

does your muse want some coffee

[your-fave-is-being-blended]

Perhaps Ethan Winters from Resident Evil?

Ethan Winters from Resident Evil is being blended!!

You cannot save him.

[jaratedeguadalupe]

my tf2 loadouts

[rinayeas]

Had a dream that tf2 came back w a 2d animated show that canonized transfem scout and medic

[sa-bo]

Genuinely need a break from this arc real quick why does One Piece delve so deep into the ethics of war this arc, like holy shit I'm gonna fucking die

[chans-room]

I'm assuming that, in grade school, you helped at least one person pierce their ear using stationary supplies.

Hey, that's not fair bc you already know I did that to myself!!

But uh. You are in fact. Not wrong 😬 it was also more than once...........

[tildeathiwillwrite]

Merry Whumpmas 2023 Day 31: Free Day

And... that's a wrap for Whumpmas 2023! Thanks for reading my contributions, I'll see you all in the New Year!

This is the third (and final) part of a hero x villain story that I accidentally created during Whumpmas. (edit: I lied. there's more)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4

Hero x Villain Masterpost

TW: blood, surgery, medical staples, referenced abuse, painkillers

Hero was lying on the couch in Villain’s safe house, staring at the ceiling and impatiently waiting for painkillers to kick in, when the door burst open. Villain stumbled inside, covered in blood. Hero shot to their feet from the couch, gritting their teeth against the pain caused by the movement. “What happened? Are you okay?��

Villain bolted the door and leaned heavily against it, breathing raggedly. “Yeah,” they mumbled, pulling off their mask and tossing it onto the nearest surface, “I’m fine.”

“But you’re covered in blood!” Hero protested, anxiously following them into the makeshift surgery room, the original purpose of which they hadn’t yet discovered. Hero stared in horror at the rips on the back of Villain’s suit, revealing the deep cuts underneath.

“Wouldn’t be the first time,” Villain muttered, rummaging through their medical supplies in search of something. “And it’s not all my blood.”

“You need stitches—”

“On my back? It’ll be fine, I just need a mirror.” Villain held up a medical staple gun. “I’ve done this before. Hurts like hell, but works just as well as stitches in a pinch.”

Hero wordlessly turned on their heel and left the surgery room. Snatching the bottle of painkillers off the small table by the couch, Hero returned and held it out to Villain.

Villain took the pill bottle and set down the staple gun to take the medication. “Thanks,” they said softly, shaking out what was probably more than the recommended dosage and swallowing it dry. They winced and made a face. “Think I might have bruised ribs, too.”

“Sit down,” Hero ordered, picking up the medical staple gun. “I can do it.”

Villain frowned. “You sure? You’re still not a hundred percent—”

Hero shook their head adamantly, ignoring how the movement jarred their own injuries. “I’ll have a better angle than you and your mirror contraption. You don’t need to do everything yourself.”

“Oh…” Villain said softly. They boosted themself onto the table and sucked a deep breath in through their teeth. “I guess… I guess you’re right.” 

Hero took a second to clean their hands and put on gloves before they moved behind them and picked up a clean alcohol wipe. “This is gonna sting, but I need to get rid of all this blood.”

They didn’t miss how Villain’s hands curled into fists as they wiped away the blood from the scratches. “How’d you encounter my team, anyway? Did they come to you?”

“Yeah…” Villain hissed through gritted teeth. “Just two of them. Not the fire one, thankfully. I hate fighting them. It was the one who can turn into different animals and the one who has the sound… gun… thing…?”

Hero positioned the head of the stapler in the center of the first of the cuts on Villain’s back. “Guess that’s where you got the scratches?”

“Cor—” Villain began just as Hero pulled the trigger. They yelped, flinching away from Hero. They glared over their shoulder. “Now that’s just mean.”

Hero shrugged. “I didn’t want you to tense up. Get back here, I gotta put one more in that cut and then another two in the other one.”

Villain closed their eyes and pressed the heels of their hands against them. They breathed slowly, purposefully, until they removed their hands and moved back towards Hero. “Alright,” they mumbled, fingers gripping the table's edge so hard, the knuckles turned white. “Fire away.”

Once the first staple was in, the rest of them went in swiftly. Villain flinched away every time, but only a few seconds later would order Hero to put the next one in. Finally, Hero had Villain pull off the top part of their suit so they could cover the cuts in bandages. Villain kept their eyes forward throughout the process, but Hero didn’t miss how their cheeks flushed when they removed their shirt.

“Okay,” Hero said, removing their gloves, “I’m done.”

Villain slowly pushed themselves off the table, wincing at the pain the movement caused. “Oh… that’s gonna bug me for a while.”

“Will your part of the city be all right?” Hero asked anxiously, wondering what would happen if their team decided to invade while Villain was recovering.

Villain waved their hand dismissively. “Yeah, they can handle themselves. I think I threw your old team off your trail by acting all annoyed that they’d showed up and really playing up the whole ‘sworn nemesis’ deal we had going.”

“Oh…” Hero said softly. “And they fought you anyway?”

“They didn’t take too kindly to my very reasonable request that they’d leave me the hell alone. Sure, I got all scratched up but I shot your shapeshifter buddy in both legs and broke the other one’s sound gun so I don’t think those one’s’ll be coming after us anytime soon.”

“Did they ask about Whumper? About how… you killed them?”

Villain smirked. “Nope! I forgot to tell you about this earlier, but I moved the body to the complete opposite side of the city from us. If anything, they probably think you killed them.”

Hero stared at them for a long few seconds. “I…” they stammered, trying to gather their thoughts, “I… why are you doing all this?”

Villain blinked. “Huh?”

“Saving me, stitching up my wounds, throwing off my other teammates, letting me stay at your safehouse…” Hero’s vision blurred as tears began to drip down their face. “I… what have I done to deserve all this? You’re risking everything for me, and I don’t have anything to give you in return….”

“Oh, Hero…” Villain murmured. They took Hero’s hand. 

Hero froze, gazing down at it in surprise. 

“I saved you,” Villain said, “because it was the right thing to do. You would’ve died in that alley from Whumper, so I took you to safety. I stitched up your injuries because you would’ve died from infection. And I’m letting you stay here because out there, those bastards would just recapture you again.”

“What…” Hero whispered, “What are you saying?”

Villain smiled. A soft, genuine smile. “I care about you, Hero. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I abandoned you.”

More tears began to well up. It was suddenly hard to breathe. “I…” Hero stammered, heart racing, “I care about you too. Please… please don’t get yourself killed trying to protect me. I don’t know… I don’t know what I’d do.”

“Me neither,” Villain murmured, a dark look crossing their face. “Me neither.”

[carrieway]

tumblr has banned me from seeing ym dash and my own posts hello from the ether world

[manicpanicpixienightmare]

Couture

[eldritchmochi]

cherry: knocks over a thing getting onto couch

me: ?? ah yes, that thing. i have too much shit why did i buy more shit?? why did i buy more shit when i am not physically capable of reorganizing to put things away??? past me is a dick im gonna punch him. im not gonna punch him he just had major organs removed and zero pain management for like 18 hours immediately after. theyve had enough pain and the retail therapy is valid but also

[mynameis-a]

best part of the blender blog is the tags people add

[hydatiid]

okay. okay so. I hope this makes sense I got fuckin anesthesia yesterday so my brain is. its wacky rn. but I have staples in my intestines bc reasons and they are like. SUPER easy to see on x-ray right? but did you know. did you know they can see them on ultrasound too? it's supposed to be like super fucking hard to do that bc of how ultrasounds work or smthn? but anyways I jumpscared an ER nurse with my intestine staples once via ultrasound it was really funny and also interesting as fuck

wtf. staples jumpscare... thats actually so cool though i never thought about staples being able to be seen on ultrasound?? but hey youve got jewellery in ur gut now congratulations!

[kaiyonohime]

Fucking hell, the seventy five titanium staples that held my torso together hurt less and were less uncomfortable than the seven stitches in my nethers.  Like fuck, trying to sit and knit is just shit.  Picking up and carrying baby is just shit.  Sitting on the damn toilet is just... not shit, because seven damn stitches!