Amputation - Tumblr Posts
Goretober 2020
Day 1: Amputation
Day 2: Death Row
Day 3: Crystals
Decided to stick with a black and white + two extra colors scheme because I thought it looked nice.
Tanedra Howard as Simone in Saw VI (2009)
Augusnippets Day 4: Amputation
Fandom: The Bad Batch
Summary: Hunter knew standing close to Separatist tanks was dangerous. He didn't expect the one he was next to to blow up and he definitely didn't expect the damage to take his arm.
Hunter knew he shouldn't have been so close to the Separatist tank. While he wasn't sure what had happened after he heard the tank explode, he knew passed out.
One of his few memories involved a medic taking. "Put a tunicate on his arm, he's going to lose the limb anyway. If it gets much worse, we're going to have to do a field amputation."
The clone remembered thinking, "did he just say 'field amputation'?" Trying to argue, Hunter tried to sit up. He found he couldn't move. Then the world went black.
When he woke up, he was in a medical bay. Wrecker sat beside him on a chair. Tech was in the chair in the corner and Crosshair was sitting at the foot of the bed. They were talking about some memories from their cadet years.
As Hunter stirred, he startled Crosshair. "Hunter."
"Yeah" he said quietly.
"Hey! We thought we were going to lose ya!" Wrecked yelled. He stood up and went to hug his brother.
Reacting to the situation, Tech also stood up. "Hugging Hunter is not in his best interest. He is still healing."
"Aww okay." Wrecker pouted. Then he sat back in his seat.
"What happened?" Hunter asked.
"You were injured by shrapnel." Tech began. "The medics brought you to the service location they could find. While there, they made the decision to amputate your left arm at your shoulder."
That couldn't be right. "What?"
"Your left arm has been amp-"
"I think he knows Tech." Crosshair cut his brother off.
"Are you okay?"
Hunter's arm was gone. Moving the blanket, the clone looked at where his arm should be. After a moment, he put the blanket back and just stared at his brothers.
"Are you okay." Wrecker repeated.
"I don't know."
"Losing a body part is a startling process. From the initial trauma to learning to cope with the loss of the amputated limb, it can take a while to fully heal. However, they should be able to fit you with a prosthetic." Tech walked over to Hunter as he talked.
"Something tells me this is not what he wants to hear." Wrecker spoke. He looked at Hunter, "do you want some alone time?"
"Yeah." Hunter didn't look at them. Instead he kept looking at the ceiling.
"We'll be nearby if you need anything." Wrecked touched the end of the bed as he spoke. Then Tech, Crosshair, and him left the room.
Trying to process what had happened to him, Hunter continued to stare at the ceiling. He knows Tech knows what will happen next but he's not sure if he wants to know. Prosthetics had advanced significantly over the years but they could never truly replace a flesh limb.
The amputation was to save his life, Hunter knew this. Still, he wondered why it had to happen. Why did he have to be so close to the tank that exploded? Why did the shrapnel land where it did? Whatever this cruel twist and fate had been, Hunter knew he had to live with it. After all, he had no choice.
New characters new places
World doesn't revolve around you
based on the headcanon that Gold can interact with Mike since they're both (kind of) dead
i like to think Gold talks in a wheeze if at all, but the audio was too good to not use it lol. i guess it's just a habit to open his mouth despite barely a sound coming out
(also on youtube)
Oh my goodness,
the evil three legged cat that’s been living with me for months just came up to me
But she didn’t attack!!
She just flopped down and started purring
“Even now a Silmaril is in my hand.”
Image description under cut
A watercolor painting of Beren and Luthien meeting with Melian and Thingol in a hall decorated with tree and flower motifs. Beren is kneeling, arms held out, one hand missing, and Luthien stands with a hand on his shoulder. Melian and Thingol sit enthroned on a dais. Overlapping the image is a long-tongued wolf painted in ink over red and yellow flames. A cut-away in the wolf’s stomach shows Beren’s hand, holding a jewel from which the flames radiate.
Ever feel like you’re just falling apart?
Don’t Lose Your Head!
I C H O R
This isn't finished yet, but I am working on it, I'm just having some issues.
A Sky Without Stars
Janai noticed changes in her fiancée's behavior after they got back to the Sunfire camp. There was a noticeable limp in Amaya's gait, and she had less energy than she normally did. When she would ask if she was okay, Amaya would brush off her concerns because she didn't truly know either.
The corruption spread slowly across Amaya's lower left leg, barely noticed due to her pure heart keeping it at bay. But as days crept into weeks, the infection spread like dark vines across her calf and moved up to her thigh, finding purchase on more of her pure, untainted flesh.
As Janai got back to her and Amaya's tent one morning, something didn't feel right. The elf could hear soft growls and whimpers that sounded like an animal in a trap. She walked in to see Amaya doubled over in pain on the floor of the tent clutching her leg. Janai had never seen her like this before. As she walked closer, she saw Amaya's leg was a dark, sickly shade of purple that was almost black in color. Janai wanted to run and get help for her, but she kept moving towards Amaya.
Something deep in the back of Janai's mind told her that it wasn't too late to save her love. She placed a hand on Amaya's leg, causing Amaya to look at her. "What happened?" Janai asked, and Amaya took a few seconds to reply with shaky hands she signed."I don't know. I didn't even notice I was scratched."
Her breaths were shaky, and Janai could see in her lover's eyes the inner turmoil between Amaya's pure heart and the darkness that was spreading through her. She picked Amaya up and carried her to the medic's tent, her eyes burning with tears threatening to fall.
The medics tent was quiet as the queen rushed in, holding Amaya, Janai told them what she knew had happened, after which the medics urged her to leave so they could work to help her.
After an hour or so, she was told the operation to remove the corruption was successful, but Amaya would have a long recovery ahead of her due to them needing to remove most of the affected leg "She is resting now, but you can go see her if you want." The medic said as he led her to where her fiancée was. Janai smiled as she saw her. "I'm glad it wasn't too late to save you, my love." She whispered to herself as she moved a stray hair out of Amaya's face.
(Time skip a few weeks)
Janai worked tirelessly through the early evening to late at night in the forge, rechecking the measurements the doctors gave her and the reference sketches. As she wiped her brow, she saw how the shaped silver gleamed like a star on a clear night. The gold wire she used for the details ran like veins through it.
As she looked at it, she felt a firm hand on her shoulder she looked over to see Gren. His face had a look of worry. "Amaya is wondering where you are." She sighed softly before replying."Tell her I'm finishing a project and that I'll see her shortly." Gren nodded."I know you're making that leg for Amaya, but she needs you now more than ever. She needs you to tell her that you care and love her despite what happened." Janai sighed."I know, believe me, it just hurts to see her like this." Janai's thoughts after she spoke went dead silent as she packed up the leg, placing it in a cubby near the forge and started to walk back to her and Amaya's tent. As she neared the tent, she let out a soft sigh before entering. As she entered, she felt the pain she saw in Amaya's face. When she got closer, Janai hesitantly signed, "How are you feeling?" She already knew the answer, but she felt the need to ask since Gren talked to her at the forge. Amaya's face fell as she signed."I'm fine, just trying to get used to this situation." She pointed to what was left of her leg to emphasize her point.
Heyyyyy, people missing limbs / who've had limbs amputated etc
Fellow disabled person here wanting to learn a bit more; what term do you prefer when referring to, like, you as a person w/o a limb?
Amputee? Limbless? Wielder of prosthetic/s? (okay, that was a joke but sounds badass)
Thank u sm!!!!
Day 3: Amputation
This one was really fun to draw! I took some liberties with the idea but I feel like it works really well.
1 - amputation
Concrete Gouging
Fandom: 9-1-1
Rating: T
Words: 1.4K
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley & Bobby Nash, Evan "Buck" Buckley & Eddie Diaz
Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Bobby Nash, Eddie Diaz, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Howie "Chimney" Han, Original Characters
Tags: Amputation, Bad Things Happen Bingo, Victim at a call, Post-Lawsuit
Summary: The 118 is dispatched to a crash where a pedestrian's leg was amputated during a rollover.
Notes: Has more to do with the team's reaction to a crash reminding the team of the ladder truck with a different outcome.
Also Note: I don't normally write this type of thing, so I'm not sure exactly how well it hits the prompt or anything.