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arecaceae175 · 1 year ago

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Remedy

Fic raffle gift for @blarghy-blergh!!! Blargh, I'm pretty sure you can't interact on tumblr rn but I wanted you to see it anyway! If you need me to remove the tag I can also do that <3<3<3.

Summary: Wild has a chronic pain flare up while the group is separated. Legend helps, and then they have a conversation about internalized ableism and accessibility.

1572 words, hurt/comfort

Notes:

I’m apparently vibing with chronic pain Legend and Wild lately (I started this one the day after I posted my last chronic pain one lol). This turned into Wild AND Legend hurt/comfort, I hope you don’t mind :D. I’m not sure about the end of this tbh, but I hope you enjoy!!!

Warnings: chronic pain flare up, little teeny bit of internalized ableism, discussion of pain but not in detail

Disclaimer: I do not experience chronic pain. I have some intermittent pains from my disabilities but not chronic pain itself. In addition to using my own experiences, I did some research so I could try to make this as accurate as possible :). I used info for myofascial pain/muscle spasm, hypertrophic and contracture scarring, and generalized chronic pain flare ups. Also fun fact: all the remedies Wild uses here are based on real world remedies. The jelly he has is basically magic icy hot XD

When Wild stumbled over nothing but dirt for the fourth time, Legend decided enough was enough.

“Alright, that’s it,” Legend said. He turned around and put a hand out in front of Wild’s chest. Wild couldn’t stop himself in time and walked into it, then blinked in surprise when he felt the impact.

“We need to stop,” Legend said. Wild’s eyes moved in Legend’s direction, but took longer than usual to focus.

“What?�� Wild asked. His voice was quieter than usual. Legend frowned.

“We’re stopping,” Legend said.

“We can’t,” Wild rasped. Legend huffed in frustration, crossed his arms, and stared at Wild. Wild held his gaze for a moment, then dropped his eyes to the ground.

Legend took the moment of silence to study Wild’s body language. Wild’s shoulders were hunched and curled to the left, his skin was pale, and he was holding his left arm at an awkward angle, one fist clutching his shirt. He was leaning heavily on his right foot. Legend sighed in sympathy as he realized what was going on: pain flare up.

“I should have noticed,” Legend muttered. Then, louder, “Why didn’t you say anything?”

Wild at least had the decency to look ashamed. “This is my Hyrule.”

“And?”

“And? We’re separated and no one else knows how to navigate here. It’s my responsibility to find everyone and keep us safe here. And…” Wild’s voice got quieter, and he sighed exasperatedly. “I was really hoping it would go away.”

Wild brought his right hand up to rub his eyes, then let it fall gently to his side. Legend felt the tension drain out of him. He sighed and walked over to Wild, then put a gentle hand on his back.

“Okay,” Legend said. He started to rub comforting circles on Wild’s back, the way Sky does sometimes when he’s the one stuck in a flare up.

“Look, I get it,” Legend continued as Wild turned his head away so Legend couldn’t see his face. “I know you’re worried about the others. I am too. But you won’t be able to help if you overdo it and make the pain worse. You have to listen to your body.”

“I know,” Wild whispered in a shaky voice.

“Are we close to a town or anything?” Legend asked.

“No,” Wild muttered. “I was hoping we would reach Lakeside Stable before it got bad.”

“What about your slate? Can you, what do you call it, warp?” Legend asked, waving one hand aimlessly to help him remember the words.

Wild shook his head and flinched immediately. “Makes it worse. Learned from experience,” Wild said through what sounded like gritted teeth.

“Alright, let's stop here, then. I’ll make sure the area’s clear once you’re settled,” Legend said. Wild nodded.

Legend led him to the nearest patch of grass and let Wild lean against a tree while Legend quickly set up his bedroll. Wild had his eyes clenched shut and his breathing was carefully controlled. A small smile crept onto Legend's face. He taught Wild that breathing technique.

As soon as the bedroll was set up Legend guided Wild to lay down. Wild put all his weight on Legend and on his right leg, and carefully avoided moving his left hip or shoulder as much as possible. Once Wild was laying down, Legend made sure there was enough padding, but not too much, underneath the worst of Wild’s scarring.

“Just checking,” Legend said. “It’s the scars, right?”

“Yeah,” Wild said as he threw his right arm over his eyes. “Scars and hip and shoulder. Same injury. And... everywhere.”

“I’m out of potions. You?” Legend asked.

“I’ve got green,” Wild said.

“That won’t help,” Legend said. “Unless you want to be awake and energized through this.”

“Definitely not.”

“Wars used the last of the valerian root last week, didn’t he?” Legend asked. “Got anything else to help you sleep?”

“Um,” Wild said. His fists clenched and a pained grunt slipped out of his mouth. Even beneath Wild’s clothes, Legend could see his muscles spasm.

Legend felt his own joints throb in sympathy. He pulled a few rings off his fingers, the ones enchanted to relieve pain, and gently placed his hand over Wild’s fist.

“When you can, open your hand,” Legend said softly. “Remember to breathe.”

Wild’s breaths began to even out at Legend’s words. After a minute, His fingers uncurled enough for Legend to slip the rings on his fingers. Luckily, most of the group had small hands, so Legend could share his rings when he needed to.

“Can I get the herbs out of your bag? I know the case,” Legend said. “Squeeze my hand once for no, twice for yes.” Wild squeezed twice.

Legend nodded and turned to Wild’s bag. He pulled out the leather case and opened the clasp. It unrolled to show numerous tubes and jars, all labeled in Flora’s pristine handwriting.

Dandelion and stinging nettle tea - Joint health

Mint, lavender, and fire chu chu jelly - Scar gel

Willow bark - Pain relief

Chamomile - Calming

Valerian root - Sleep aid

The valerian root case was empty. Most of the group dealt with nightmares or insomnia at one point or another. Wild usually brewed the dandelion tea in the evenings and shared it with anyone who wanted some. Wild was always happy to share his supplies, but that meant they went fast. They stocked up as much as they could whenever they found themselves in Wild’s Hyrule.

Legend pulled out the jar of the scar gel, the willow bark tea, and the chamomile tea. He quickly set up Wild’s travel pot and got water brewing for the tea.

“Thank you,” Wild whispered.

Legend glanced at Wild with a smile. “Of course. We’ll rest here until you’re okay to move, then we’ll get to that stable. I’m sure the others will be fine.”

“Yeah,” Wild said.

“I’ve got water going for willow bark and chamomile tea. Does that sound okay?” Legend asked.

“Yeah.”

“I got the scar gel out, too,” Legend said, with a glance in Wild’s direction. Wild’s eyes moved under his tightly shut eyelids, but he didn’t otherwise react.

“If you want, I could help you apply it,” Legend suggested hesitantly. He didn’t want to seem overbearing.

“If you don’t mind, that would be great,” Wild said. His voice was still strained, and it made Legend’s heart clench.

“No problem. Let me get the tea going first,” Legend said.

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It was nearly 24 hours until Wild felt alright enough to travel. It wasn’t the shortest Wild’s flares have ever been, but it was also by far not the longest. Legend was thankful it was on the shorter side since they were in the wilderness without backup.

Getting to the stable was slow going. Wild still moved stiffly and slowly, but he could move. Legend would take what he could get.

Legend has Wild’s good arm slung around his shoulder and was trying to take as much of Wild’s weight as possible. Wild, in his usual self-sacrificing manner, was trying to put as little of his weight on Legend as possible. Legend smacked him lightly on the arm whenever he thought Wild wasn’t leaning on him enough.

By the time the stable was in view, Wild’s eyelids were drooping and his steps were becoming more and more uneven. Wind and Twilight were sitting outside the table at the cooking pot. Wind glanced up, then nudged Twilight and they both ran towards Legend and Wild.

“What happened?” Twilight asked as soon as he was within earshot. He quickly took Wild’s arm from Legend and began guiding him towards the stable.

“Careful,” Wild said. “I’m fine.”

“You don’t look very fine,” Wind said. He was hovering anxiously beside Wild.

“Pain flare up,” Legend explained. Twilight scowled.

“I’ll be fine,” Wild said.

“You will be. We’ll get you feeling better in no time,” Twilight said in a soft, comforting voice.

“It seems to be getting better already,” Legend said. “We only had to stop for a day.”

Legend didn’t need to explain the details. The others have seen the effects.

“Come on, let’s see if we can rent the back room,” Wind said. He grabbed Legend’s hand and pulled him into the stable.

“Are the others here?” Legend asked as he followed Wind.

“Everyone’s accounted for! We’ve been taking shifts searching for you two,” Wind explained. Legend let out a quiet breath of relief, letting the stress flow out of him with the exhale. Wild was being taken care of and the others were all safe. He could relax.

“Good,” Legend said.

Legend felt the exhaustion of the past two days hit him all at once. He let Wind take the lead on renting the room, then made sure to help Wild settle in the room. Wild was asleep as soon as he was on the bed.

“Why don’t you get some rest, too, Vet,” Twilight said with a gentle hand on Legend’s back.

Legend nodded his agreement. The room had two beds, but the thought of being too far from Wild right now was making him anxious. Twilight caught on and patted the bed next to Wild.

“He doesn’t take up much space. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind,” Twilight said quietly.

Legend very, very carefully lowered himself onto the bed and slipped underneath the covers. He could feel Wild’s labored breathing through the mattress, and he let it lull him into a light sleep.

#ace writes #fic raffle #linked universe #lu wild #lu legend #disability #chronic pain #Wild has chronic pain #Legend does too probably

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feather-dancer · 3 years ago

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Crystalline Moonlight for the made-up fic title

I'm so behiiiiind anyway scrambled to get this done before midnight. Troll dads are on a date!

Oh what a grand night klokaran had decided to grace them with upon this very eve! Winding it’s way through the trees bramla carries the barest hint of winter chill speaks neither of words nor visitors impending and it is all he can do to bask in the idea for a moment or two longer as they walk. It is such a rarity for there to be nary a whelp who needs guidance nor training underfoot and while he will always wish the trio well in their own days of enjoyment it is rather nice when they can have one themselves. Months might be little more than a penny in the ocean to their kind but it made such things no less appetising and in fact the very second the conundrum got wind of such a fabled time coming he was ushering them out the Market the moment the Ram finally departed as fast as he could.

Taking a deep breath for luck and health Blinky cannot help the merry spin of he heels with one set of hands coming to rest on his hips when he comes to a rest buried into the sideburns of mossy fur to ask the all-important question earning a faint contented rumble. Were there music playing he would have quite liked to take this moment for a dance given there is enough space out here with no fear of being seen which could cause any feeling of self-consciousness but alas. Something to bookmark for another occasion perhaps if they can borrow one of the strange music boxes that seem to be all a rage amongst the humans nowadays.

“What do you think we should do with ourselves, my friend? I believe it is your turn to pick.”

“Hmm…” Ah he must have forgotten, quite understandable in the circumstances. AAARRRGGHH prefers to think through his options very great care before making a decision so he steps away to give him amble space to do so. They had discovered so many brand-new locales through his choices that never would have occurred to him alone such as the one known as Magellanshe was introduced to curtsey of following a cat’s tail. While it was not the most obvious to visit it often had fascinating objects for perusal in their window and even barter for if something caught his eye. Humans never seem to lose their habit of an unconditional yes when presented with what they considered precious gems. Diamonds seen as more than a fancy form of shade lamp? Such strange ideas.

“It was the scrapyard last if it helps, I would not at all be against the idea if you are interested in finding what snacks they went and left for us there. More parts for one of my little projects are always a boon.”

“There first?” The way it is said is with a particular air of mischief matched in green eyes and it makes his mouth quirk slightly higher at the edges. How could he even consider saying no to such a handsome sight? It does pique his curiosity greatly however, what sort of scholar would he be if he did not pursue an answer…

“Of course! Though might I acquire what you mean by first?” He is given a gentle pat between his horns accompanied by a rumbling chuckle that is felt far more than it is heard.

“Surprise~” Now if there was one thing he loved nearly as much as the krubera it’s a good mystery. While books are incredibly entertaining there is something particular special about one he can get all four hands into that is ready and simply gagging to be solved. Sure sometimesthey might dive straight into conspiracy but what are they if not an alternate form of fascination? To have something in that vein from him directly colludes into a perfect moment!

“Oh is that so?” He replies half coy despite having clapped all hands together in a loud clunk in delight.

“Well then please lead on! I am quite intrigued what you have in store for us tonight.”

The path they took is one long-worn through various habitation and nature’s slow and steady reclamation on the outskirts of Arcadia where there is far more cover then the more dangerous streets. It allows his mind to wander upwards to the open expanse of sky where it’s heathy bounty of stars always reminds him so much of the tiny sparkles embedded in AAARRRGGHH’s stone or the way his markings light up creating a spectacle even against the darkest canvas. The underground is beautiful in a myriad of ways but there is nary a thing that can compare to the beauty above and even they pale in comparison to his other half. Simply by his presence he adds to the soundscape and helps smooth away the irritation silence frequently causes his racing mind. That they were separated for any length of time still greatly pains his core and frequently haunts his night dreams, the stillness felt all-consuming in it’s existence.

After being asked to wait a moment at their initial stop Blinky continues to wonder aloud about whatever it was that laid ahead given there had been many an hour spent rummaging for whatever delights this place might host. Why would only a short visit be required? He must be very certain that the whatever is here and that still doesn’t explain where exactly they are going. Perhaps a bumper had been left here that would be rather lovely, the last one unfortunately didn’t quite fit. What he certainly does not expect is the other troll reappearing with a scuffle of fine black ribbon attached to his front pair of horns and some form of bag in his fist given away only by the dainty handles peeping out from his fingers. Curiouser and ever curiouser!

“Well aren’t you looking rather dashing?” As soon as he is able to he reaches upwards to give the right most ‘flower’ a little pat and the texture reminds him a little of those Walkman things that seemed to barely exist for a moment before interest had been lost. Shame really, they made wonderful food when paired with the right mushrooms and seed. Fashionable and a snack in one, how lovely.

“Mmmn, accessorise. Like it?” He is positively beaming and he can almost feel himself swoon at such a sight.

“Very much so! Shall we continue our grand jaunt of intrigue?” With a sound of affirmation it seems that they were off once more though with no more clue as to where nor what exactly needed to be picked up from here specifically. It is hard to completely quell the bubble of excitement and it does make him all a jitter while walking though with the fond looks thrown his direction as often as they are he must be managing to keep it mostly contained.

… Returning so close to human habitation is certainly not what he had in mind however. It is an odd sort of place called Granada Drive-In according to the giant sign and is not one he immediately recognises. There is a strange large white coloured rectangle situated at a great height far across from them and an open flat space with a few cars haphazardly parked between the white lines (Odd) all facing towards it much like he was being guided to be from their vantage point on the left. They’re out the way enough that it is unlikely they will be spotted without their own view being interfered with though the question of what exactly it is continues to elude him and does not abate when encouraged to sit. He does as he’s bid of course and continues to tap his chin in thought.

“Wingman said moving picture fun, watch with someone special,” the krubera says while seating himself behind Blinky then leaning over the tiniest bit to rest his chin between the horns of the smaller troll to cuddle closer. Letting out a happy sigh at the feeling of him leaning back into the comforting embrace and offers the other mystery, a striped carrier bag filled with a multitude of incredibly tempting metal snacks.

“Very special.”

Unable to properly press their foreheads together as he’d prefer for such a wonderous moment Blinky takes the next best option in the form of raising his head to gently butt the stone surrounding him in both appreciation and pure love. One pair of hands take the bag to secure it between them for easy access while the upper two rest on the surrounding forearms like he was upon a throne.

“That you are my friend, that you are. I believe Master Jim calls this popcorn, such an odd name. You really did think this all through didn’t you?” The rumbling laugh tells it’s own story and it appears they were just in time as the screen lights up with the opening trailer before today’s feature.

~ Fighting evil by moonlight - Winning love by daylight ~

#writing #Trollhunters #BLAARRGHY #BLARGHY #I never know how to spell that ship name I swear #Tales of Arcadia

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