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skyward-floored · 6 months

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Whumptober Day 24: Neglect

The prompt is kinda funny cause a lot of this fic centers around being cared for but anyway here it is

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Warnings: injuries galore, blood, a little vomiting, removing arrows and a broken bone

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Sky doesn’t even have time to feel overwhelmed.

The moment the last monster is cut down, he’s running back towards the others, none of them in fighting shape anymore. It had been Sky alone who’d defeated the last several infected monsters, and the screams of the others as they’d fallen still rings in his ears.

He drops to Hyrule’s side first, the traveler clutching a hand to the side of Warriors’ neck. Blood streams through his fingers as his hands glow blue, but he seems heedless of the blood dripping off his own forehead and arm, and his face is pinched in concentration, even as he shakes.

Legend is next to him, holding Warriors steady, but one of his arms is held tightly to his chest, and his face is pale in the light from Hyrule’s magic.

Sky looks between the three of them, wondering where he should even begin, but then Hyrule exhales, and lifts his bloody hands.

“H-He’ll, he’ll live,” he croaks, hands shaking uncontrollably. Sky has just enough time to catch him as he collapses backwards, unconscious.

“I got him,” Legend says as he reaches over, but Sky shakes his head, scanning Warriors’ neck and face. He’s unconscious, but Hyrule was right that he’ll live, the slice that had slipped past the captain’s defenses and sent him plunging to the ground in a spray of blood now almost fully healed. He has other smaller injuries, but they’re less pressing right now.

“Drink this,” Sky says, handing a potion to Legend after rifling in his pouch. For once they’re actually well-stocked in healing supplies, and Sky thanks Hylia for it.

“Give it to Four, he’s almost passed out over there,” Legend says in a mutter, and Sky glares.

“We have plenty of potions and your arm is a disaster, drink it,” he says firmly, then gently sets Hyrule on the ground next to Warriors before getting to his feet. Hyrule’s injuries will have to wait until he’s awake, or they can find a fairy. “Besides, Four needs care before he drinks one.”

Sky doesn’t wait to see if Legend obeys or not, rather slides himself over to the smithy himself. Four is curled over himself, his leggings ripped and legs scraped, and shakily trying to remove the arrows stuck in his upper arm.

“Here,” Sky says gently, placing a hand on Four’s back. “Let me.”

The smithy looks at him, his face drawn with pain, and nods weakly. Sky gives him a smile that hides the unpleasant feeling in his stomach, and quickly gets to work, the familiar motions of pushing the arrows through or snapping them in half born from bitter experience.

Four clutches at Sky’s arm the whole time, the Skyloftian patiently letting him hold on so tightly he’s sure the smithy leaves bruises. He murmurs comfort as Four bites back cries of pain, holding a hand firmly over the holes he leaves, and finally he pulls the last arrowhead out.

Four breathes in a shaky breath as Sky wraps up his arm, then gives his hand a grateful squeeze.

“Go help the others, I can handle myself,” Four says a little shakily, and Sky hesitates, then nods as Four starts to fish in his pouch. He trusts Four not to cut corners.

Sky gets up and looks around, and runs over to Twilight’s side just in time to help him turn over and throw up into the grass.

Sky swallows and looks away, but he doesn’t let go until Twilight is done, panting for breath, sweat and blood on his forehead. He lets out a quiet whimper, and Sky gently brushes the hair back from his face, trying to get a good look at his eyes.

Twilight blinks at him, looking the very definition of concussed.

“Sky..? Wh... wh’ happened?” Twilight slurs, and Sky sighs, patting him on the shoulder as he studies the blood pouring down the side of his face. There’s a lump under his hair, and several nasty gashes all along his temple.

“You got hit, buddy, right in the head with a spiked club,” Sky reports, and Twilight blinks at him like he’s having trouble focusing.

“...R’lly?”

“Really,” Sky replies. Twilight had been one of the first to go down, and the noise the club had made as it had hit his skull wasn’t one Sky would easily forget. He squeezes Twilight’s shoulder as he props him up, and tries to coax him into drinking the potion he has.

“Not thirsty,” Twilight huffs, turning his head away, and Sky patiently turns his head back.

“It’s a potion, Rancher. You got hit really hard, you need this if you’re going to be healed,” Sky says, and Twilight squints at him suspiciously.

“‘M not a potion rancher...” Twilight mutters, but he finally drinks the potion, Sky careful to give it to him slowly. Twilight doesn’t seem to change much once it’s in his system, but he seems a little less dizzy, and Sky studies him to make sure that the blood is actually slowing from his head.

Once he’s sure it has, he wraps a quick bandage around his head to stop any more blood from escaping, then moves over to Wild.

Wild is sitting up against a tree, his eyes closed as he takes in quick, shallow breaths. His tunic has several bloody gashes torn into it, and he’s clutching at his leg, Sky quickly looking away when he notices the angle his knee is pointing.

Legend is sitting next to him, talking quietly, and when Sky comes up, Legend makes eye contact with him.

“We’ve got to get his leg back in the right spot before we can give him a potion,” the veteran says a little quietly, and Wild’s breath stutters. “And I... can’t with my arm.”

Sky swallows, the sick feeling in his stomach returning. He’d been lucky so far not to have dealt with anything too horrible, the arrows in Four’s upper arm the worst. But shifting a broken leg back to the correct position...

He breathes out and nods, shoving away the lurch in his stomach. Somebody has to do it.

“Just tell me what to do.”

Legend does his best to explain as Sky bandages the gashes on Wild’s chest, and once he’s finished, he feels like he’s steeled himself enough to deal with it.

“Ready Wild?” Sky asks gently, and Wild gives him a faint nod.

Legend grabs his hand with his good arm, and Sky moves Wild’s leg before he can think about it.

The champion screams, and Sky nearly throws up as bones shift under his hands, noises he never wants to hear again coming from under his hands. Legend does his best to help hold Wild steady, but there’s only so much he can do, his face nearly gone white. Sky ends up nearly sitting on Wild as he thrashes and cries out, but he finally gets his leg and knee back in the right direction.

Wild sags, tears on his face, and Sky runs a hand through his hair.

“There you go buddy, you’re alright,” Sky says in a soothing voice, and Wild doesn’t resist when he and Legend put a potion bottle to his lips.

Sky forces himself to watch his leg right itself, the bit of blood and odd shape slowly smoothing out. The gashes on his middle seem to still be there, the potion having mostly gone to his leg, but the color has returned to Wild’s face.

“Thanks,” Wild says in a trembling voice, and Sky smiles a little weakly before going to the only heroes he hadn’t given any attention to yet.

Time is holding Wind to his chest, what of the sailor’s tunic Sky can see looking burnt in several spots. Time himself has claw marks dangerously close to his good eye, and looks like he’s not breathing the easiest, but the older hero is already wrapping bandages carefully around most of Wind’s left arm, the sailor shaking a little as he works.

Time at least seems reasonably functional, considering the states of some of the others.

Sky hasn’t seen exactly what had happened to either of them, but he’d seen fire, and heard a scream that was way too young. Time had shouted, and there had been enemies running around, but Sky had been busy trying not to be killed himself at the time.

“Here,” Sky says as he hands Time a potion, and the older hero shakes his head.

“Wind already had one.”

“This is for you,” Sky says sternly, and Time ignores him, shushing Wind when the sailor lets out a pained whine. “Old man, those scratches need healing, and I’m pretty sure they aren’t the only thing you’re dealing with.”

“His breathing is a little funny,” Wind whispers, squeezing his eyes shut as Time fixes the bandages. “He got hit in th-the ribs.”

Sky puts a hand on his hip, ignoring the sore feeling he gets for his trouble, but Time ignores him as he continues to help Wind.

“Come on, we have enough potions for you to have one,” Sky says firmly, and Time finally looks at him, blood on his face like a mockery of the tattoos on his opposite cheek.

“Please Time,” Wind says quietly.

The older hero looks at the sailor, then silently takes the potion, his face more worn than usual.

And so it continues.

Having given everyone initial treatment, the job still isn’t done, and Sky runs back and forth between the heroes for most of the afternoon and evening, replacing bandages, settling people into more comfortable positions, and scrounging up some dinner as well.

Even the more functional ones of the group are worn out from their injuries and the fighting, and though Sky aches to rest, he keeps going, heedless of his body begging for him to stop.

When Twilight throws up the potion he was given, Sky patiently gives him another, and when it turns out Legend has a nasty gash on his leg he thought he could walk off, Sky is there and helps him clean and bandage it. Warriors wakes up with a choked gasp much later, and Sky calms him down, offering him some dinner, and Four falls asleep on top of Sky’s sailcloth, his face still pale from blood loss.

It’s the early hours of the morning before everyone is sleeping, at least somewhat peacefully (though Hyrule is still sacked out from magic loss). Sky does his rounds yet again, and realizes suddenly that there isn’t anything else for him to do.

The adrenaline and stubbornness that have so far kept him afloat began to drain away, and Sky quickly sits down, exhaustion weighing on him, pain shooting up from his—

Wait, what?

Sky turns his head around to look at his hip, and sees a tear in the fabric of his tunic, mostly-dried blood soaking most of his lower tunic and upper part of his pant leg.

Sky blinks.

He’d forgotten he’d even been injured, right at the tail end of the battle. He remembered the dark knight swinging at him, and the pain that had torn up his side, but he’d ignored it in favor of finishing the fight and helping the others until eventually it had slipped his mind altogether.

Though that would explain why he’d begun to feel rather dizzy as the evening had worn on.

Sky carefully lifts his bloody tunic out of the way, breath stuttering when it sticks a little. The wound underneath is unpleasant to look at, reasonably deep with half-dried blood stuck all over it. Peeling his tunic away made it begin to bleed again, though sluggishly, and Sky can only stare at it for a minute, the sudden urge to cry sweeping over him.

He’s exhausted, from the battle earlier, and from running around all afternoon and evening caring for the others. He hadn’t been planning to sleep (somebody had to keep watch), but he’d still thought he would get some rest, and now there’s a gash in his side that’s bleeding all over the place.

Maybe it’ll just... be fine for the night, he thinks with a sinking feeling. It’s nearly morning anyway, and there’s no—

He leans over to take off his boots, and gasps, stars glittering at the edges of his vision.

Four shifts where he’s curled up next to him, and before Sky can get a hold of himself, the smithy is sitting up and blinking at him. He stares at him for a moment as be wakes up, then his eyes catch on his side, and they widen.

“Sky! You’re hurt!” he gasps, and Sky shushes him, looking at their lighter sleepers.

Nobody stirs, and he looks back at Four.

“Smithy, I wasn’t—”

“You can’t neglect yourself just because the rest of us are hurt!” Four says more quietly, but his voice is still equally dismayed. Sky shakes his head, feeling that same urge to cry come back even stronger.

“I didn’t realize it was that bad, I... I forgot about it,” he says in a small voice, and Four looks at him, his eyes looking almost red in the firelight.

Then he puts his good hand on Sky’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze.

“Sky, you’ve done enough for today,” he says softly. “Let me help you.”

“But...”

“You deserve care as much as the rest of us,” Four says firmly. “You don’t have to do everything yourself, Sky. You did a good job healing us up, and come tomorrow most of us will be in working order.”

He gives Sky a little smile, and lightly knocks his head against his.

“Helping you after everything you did today is the least I can do. And I know the others would agree.”

Sky can only nod in response, his throat tight as he turns away. Four gives his shoulder another squeeze, and gets to work on his side, grabbing a damp cloth to clean it with, and wrapping it up once it’s cared for.

And after he’s finished, he scootches himself over next to Sky, leaning on his shoulder, and pulling the sailcloth over the both.

Neither of them say anything further, and if Sky sniffles once or twice as he finally lets himself relax, Four doesn’t acknowledge it aside from a gentle squeeze.

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fuzzyunicorn · 10 hours

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Girls, be aware when this shit does go 2 trial I’ll be in witness protection :)

I ran out of tags so for the last time I can legally say my new favorite phrase, “CLINK CLINK SLOP SLOP U STUPID CUNTS!” But since I can’t say it anymore on the internet in regards 2 u girls (I can to others), the demons love quoting me so you’ll never escape me, bitches. The Feds will be quoting me 2. Apparently the drill sargents want 2 quote me 2 which u have my permission btw. Even tho I can’t physically be there when u girls get locked up u bet ur fucking ass I’ll be astral projecting so I can b present. Since u girls spiritually invaded my energy n space and refused to vacate it I now for karmic reasons am allowed and entitled 2 forever be in your energy and given special permission w screwing w u since that’s what u did 2 me and u have to pay the karmic repercussions for that alone but add on all the shit u did that got returned 2 sender… u can’t block my energy cause I’m already inside you with God’s special permission. What u girls did will be done to u AT LEAST threefold (and keep in mind that can go beyond a trillionfold & that’s not a lie the truth hurts and it hurts a lot)

Last thing to rub u girls faces in ur shit: all the spiritualist u went 2 to get info and dirt on me were all instructed by the Divine to lie and mislead u girls. Some of the spiritualists took photographs of your witch books to hand over to the Feds. Your guides who have abandoned u girls (they r currently in Heaven the Spirit Realm recovering from the trauma u girls put them thru) were in kahoots w my guides and ancestors as well as my soulmate’s to fuck with u. One of his🖤 guides his brother is on my team. The rest of his guides have been my mother and father and sister in a lot of my lives so yeah u girls fucking w me was taken personal by many spirits. U girls fucking w him🖤 was also taken personal. God showed me a vision of Him marshaling The Kingdom of Heaven for this holy crusade in their full might I saw them all in rank formation in silvered armor weapons drawn crying a terrible war cry that hurt my fucking ears to listen 2. So every time u went to someone or did tarot readings on me yourself my guides were there fucking w u giving u false information. They obeyed God to lead u girls down many false rabbit holes. And God told me he will take the personal pleasure of being the terrior dog following u girls down into those holes u dug. God instructed me to make u dumbasses panic stampede (with my posts calling u cunts out) and he instructed the demons attached to u all to line u all up on the edge of the cliff and when u heard the Kingdom of Heaven’s death march and saw us coming u all jumped (like u we’re designed 2) and we’re on the cliffface watching u girls fall and splat. You all were puppets being jerked around on strings and u all danced so beautifully. I was the boar in the bush flushing the quail up and out into the air and God and his Divine Army all had their rifles at the ready. Girls this whole time not just the Feds but God had his Divine Army specifically his snipers to all put u all and people associated in this bs in their Divine crosshairs and u stupid cunts were so busy on invading my energy and killing me that you didn’t notice in your own energy fields a hundred million red dots were on u girls so ur Cupid’s bow wasn’t the only thing being aimed at there are so many red dot lasers on u bitches ur entire faces r glowing red and God also told me to take that as a spiritual sign u r all Legion w the devil. Get it? Like from the movie Insidious (which I referenced today) the lipstick demon has a red face just like u girls… if u don’t get it he called u wicked girls demonic.

Imagine girls if u all spent this much time and energy instead of harming me and fucking w me but actually bettering yourselves and growing none of u would be in this situation at all. And if you are so offended being called a bad person who does bad things then you shouldn’t be a bad person who does bad things. Just like if u girls didn’t want to be called child killers then you shouldn’t have tried to murder my four innocent children countless times. God has told me to tell you girls it doesn’t matter you didn’t actually mange 2 kill my children he said what matters is that 1) you did it 2) you all kept doing it when it wouldn’t work & u wanna tell every1 how many attempts or shall we wait for the Feds to expose that in court? 3) one of u is an actual birth mother (he’s gonna have a hay day w u in particular) who helped in the countless attempts of child killing 4) he said in his eyes and in his Book in his unquestionable and infallible judgement u r all child killers not attempted and lastly 5) he said all of u girls involved want children after what you’ve done after child killing u girls want children of your own now do you c y he revoked ur reproductive rights and he said since u girls were hellbent on me ending up forever alone that’s your fates. And to the mother I will tell u yours: your fiancee is going to stick w u until you prove to be infertile, barren and when he gets his own personal proof of that (countless IVF failures) he will divorce you. So take comfort in knowing you will marry him it just won’t be for long and if you think it’s unfair 2 u look at what you did to me (what was attempted to be my fate and circumstances is all yours) and remember u enjoyed every second of harming me and also remember I will be publicly vindicated my name will be cleared clean of all the filthy lies u all told. So if (it absolutely is) balance is key in spirituality so that means ur names will now be condemned and it will follow u even after death. God said u girls cursed your entire bloodlines for this life and many many after with your actions and words and you’re all spiritually in Heaven considers a bloodline of lepers so when your time out time in Hell is over u won’t be coming back into the Sherpard’s folds. I wonder what the innocent people in your families will think of that information…. He said you girls don’t care whatever damage you inflict upon me or anyone else you actually think it’s funny so He too is going to laugh loud and hard and long when u girls realize since you didn’t care about your own karma then he’s gonna make you care and stop laughing when the damage and harm is dealt to your loved ones. Wasn’t death on that list over and over? Wasn’t sickness like cancer on it too and in its worst possible forms? Wasn’t homelessness and zero financial security on the list as well as drug addiction to the worst drugs available? And to never receive help in any way shape or form? God said he’ll c if u girls care then. To the mother has it dawned on you yet your child fits the bill for your karma? Since you don’t care what happens to me or others will it make you care then when it happens to someone important? And don’t try 2 say I’m going to hurt her that goes against my strict morals and ethics. If u r truly God’s child then killing or harming innocent children is unfathomable. Remember your lies will be exposed in court so when the Feds go thru my phone they will be able to prove the only thing I’ve done and plan 2 do is just call u girls out on Tumblr. And remember if this scares you and you can’t handle it then why was it okay to do to me and my children? What did we do to you? Why is it fine and dandy to kill my children? But the question now is what else did you as a mother do to my children? The Feds are getting to the bottom of that question I won’t be I’ll just be informed. Remember when u girls hacked my phone? You went through all my searches and everything and did you find anything on me planning to retaliate? Did you find a plan of mine to harm and kill children? Cause that’s gonna b on ur 📱

#if u girls were not dangerous and if u are innocent then y am I being whisked away 2 safety?#2 the boyfriends and fiancées of these girls who want evidence oh boy you’ll get what u asked 4 but it just may be a pounding at the door w #guns in your faces yeah raid will be conducted on ur residences and don’t scurry off u little rats! all ur escape routes #have been closed down hehehe and u all r already considered flight risks 😭😂#I so look forward 2 meeting u girls 4 the first time in court oooh doggy am I excited!#the feds made me delete my posts hinting at the raids but now it’s go time!! woo!! oh and circling back round 2 yesterday since u girls mad #this case international it’s now not just the FBI but also the CIA apparently they loved screen mirroring my girlplots and having a good #laugh from those and I want u 2 know the voodoo practitioner u paid in the Carribean is now dead so u have actual blood on ur hands girls #your actions have a death toll and u girls now have at least 1 death under your belts round of applause!#last little secret I can tell u bitches is ur parents had the FBI on them for over a year and to their surprise u girls started trying 2 #kill people woth witchcraft and it sure has caught there attention it doesn’t matter it’s witchcraft what matters is u girls tried 2 kill w #it and when murder thru magick didn’t work u hired hitmen (who were feds btw😭😂) and when that didn’t work ur now depending on 1 of your #boyfriends 2 rape and murder me and that sure as fuck grabbed the feds attention #and this is the last post I’m legally allowed 2 make 4 them after today it’s back to regular scheduled programming (nature pics animal pics #with & their* I can’t edit the autocorrects #are you girls laughing now? cause I sure as fuck am! I’ve been heheing this whole time cause I knew the feds were watching u all and btw 2 #my precious soulmate u were also under fed investigation but they didn’t find any evidence u were involved in their crimes & to every1 who #is so curious as 2 what’s going on just wait let the Feds cook some but apparently this will be national news not local and btw girls since #u publicly humiliated me my redemption will also be public haha hehehe lolcats suck on that u sick n twisted STI riddled bitches #right I forgot to mention this: since they the Feds have proof of u girls messing w my income (the proof isn’t just the spells that u girls #did & including the ones u paid for) they have u dumb cunts on text discussing how you’ll all leave bad reviews and how you’ll ruin my #businesses and income they are currently calculating how much money u girls made me not receive and it’s being tacked on to ur payments 2 m #when I sue u girls bc this is not only defamation this is a criminal case girls if u didn’t realize killing people is illegal hacking into #my phone is illegal when u girls who r civilians like me and accessing and falsifying my medical records is not only illegal but unethical #to the ones who did that u need to understand ur bosses and HR won’t side w u as u r seen as a massive liability apparently ur employer is #scared shitless I’m gonna sue which is exactly what I’m going to do and the funniest thing is I don’t have to hire a lawyer the Feds alread #hooked me up w an absolute bulldog so that’s nice 4 me n my soulmate :)#yep u girls r finding out quicksand has no sense of humor but I do I’m laughing like hell & like I said thank u girls for setting the stage #4 my grand entrance u girls r not my enemies but my foot stools 4 when I ascend to my throne and I thank u girls most kindly (btw my guides #have advised me 4 when I step on ur necks (u r my foot stools) they instructed me to wear stilettos u know exactly what that means ;)

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