#sakari nurmi

[starcrossedjedis]

Sakari Nurmi & Sofia Karppi - Deadwind 01x03 "Maailmanparantaja"

just two new partners casually staring at each other's appartments across the river at the same time

[suomiplorpoturnaus]

Suomiplorpoturnaus: Kierros 1 • Äänestys 33

[troubledxmind]

Through the universe and back! 🖤

[allthingsfandoms]

I made something.

[raven-lost-in-the-echo]

My Nurmi/Rautamaa relationship appreciation post.

I think they are very similar in the sense that they both do things by the book and that's why they understand each other and get along so well.

[whumpingale]

Deadwind/Karppi s02e08 "Black Water" [extra bye bye gif]

[set-phasers-to-whump]

trapped

prompt: passing out from pain

whumpee: sakari nurmi

fandom: karppi/deadwind

hi all here is a fun little reversal of a prompt i did awhile back where he was unable to pass out. thought it'd be only fitting to turn the tables :) hope you like!

They are tromping through a snow-covered field to the north of the city, looking for a buried safe that their suspected murder suspect’s suspected accomplice had told them about. It’s frigid, and the snow is deep, reaching right to the tops of Sakari’s boots. 

“It should be somewhere near here,” Sofia says from in front of him, looking down at her phone. “Let’s spread out.”

He shuffles off to the right, and she does the same to the left. He doesn’t really know what they’re looking for, whether the safe will poke up out of the snow at all, or whether they’ll just have to hope one of them kicks it. 

He has no sooner had this thought than his toe connects with something, and he’s halfway through calling out, “I’ve got something!” when a horrific pain erupts in his left foot. 

The rest of his words are replaced by a scream and he hits the ground, sinking into the soft snow. His foot feels like it’s on fire, throbbing and hot despite being buried in snow. 

“What happened?” Sofia asks, standing above him.

It hurts too much for him to answer her. And anyway, he doesn’t know. He just shakes his head, then stops when the world starts to go blurry. 

“Can you get up?” 

He doubts it. But he can’t just stay here in the snow. He tries to stand, but the second he attempts to move his foot at all the pain gets so bad that he very nearly passes out. 

“I can’t…” he manages. “Hurts.”

“Okay,” Sofia says, and then she starts digging into the snow. “I need to see what happened,” she explains. 

He watches her, carefully manages to shovel a bit of snow away himself. He also wants to know what happened. Why it hurts so much. 

Eventually they uncover his leg, and then his foot. He gets one glimpse of it and then looks away, nearly gagging. 

There’s some kind of animal trap, and it has clamped right through the material of his boot. There is blood in the snow and on the metal of the trap and he can smell it, he thinks, and it hurts so much worse for his having seen it, and–

And then Sofia’s touching it, trying to pry the trap off of him, and he can feel its teeth move and it fucking hurts and he thinks maybe he’s crying and he’s trying so hard not to scream and then Sofia says, “fuck,” and then the trap is digging back into his skin again and the pain spikes horribly and he does scream now, and just like that he passes out. 

--

He wakes up and he’s moving and everything around him is light and sound and movement and he feels fuzzy and he’s not sure what exactly is happening or where he is and he can feel himself starting to panic and then–

And then Sofia is there, and she looks worried and he sort of blindly and instinctively reaches out a clumsy hand towards her, and she takes it except there’s blood on her hands and had she gotten hurt? 

He tries to ask but finds that he can’t speak. He stares at her bloody hands as hard as he can and eventually she gets the message, looks down, looks back at him, still worried. 

“It’s your blood,” she says, and he experiences a flash of memory, of pain, and he really doesn’t like this, this confusion, the pain beneath it…

He fades out of consciousness again, gradually. 

--

When he next wakes up, he knows he’s in the hospital. He’s sort of fuzzy but aware enough to know why he feels this way. 

He pulls the IV from his arm immediately. He doesn’t want the painkillers. Doesn’t want to risk anything. 

This done, he takes stock of the rest of his body. His foot is raised up, covered in a bandage, and he spends a few seconds simply staring at it, trying to remember what had happened. He remembers, vaguely, snow and then something metallic, blood and cold and pain. And Sofia. 

She isn’t here, which is not surprising. There’s still work to be done. But a quick glance around him reveals a note on the table beside him, her messy handwriting telling him that she’ll come visit this evening. 

He looks at the clock. It’s evening now. Maybe she’s not coming, or maybe she’s still on the way. 

He knows he should probably stay awake and wait for her, but the pain is starting to make itself known now that the painkillers have stopped being pumped into his system, and anyways he’s still tired, and so he decides that the best course of action is to simply fall back asleep.

--

He wakes up with the distinct feeling that he is not alone. He’s wary for a second while he gets his bearings, then relaxes. 

It’s only Sofia. She’s sitting in a plastic chair that he doesn’t remember being there before, and her head is pillowed on the edge of his bed. She’s fast asleep, and a glance at the clock tells him it’s near midnight. 

Questions tumble slowly and drowsily through his head. How long has she been here? Is she okay? Why is she still here? 

The IV has not been replaced, is the next thing he notices. There’s a patch of gauze where he’d removed it, spotted with blood. He’s grateful, to whom, he doesn’t know, that this decision he’d made has been respected.

The third thing he notices, strangely enough, is the pain. His foot is aching terribly, and he can feel it throbbing in time with his pulse, all the way down to his toes. 

Memory is returning to him more fully, now. Sharp pain, the shape of the trap, the look on Sofia’s face. He supposes it’s good he can feel the pain at all, means everything is still attached. 

Still, it fucking hurts. 

And he’s still tired. 

He allows himself one more glance at his sleeping partner, as if to reassure himself that she’s really still there, before letting sleep take him once more.

thanks for reading!! hope you enjoyed <3

[thelovelygods]

Karppi: But where did the victim get the drugs? 🤔

Nurmi:

[canned-peaches-and-rain]

[dance-with-me-tonight21]

Part 2 of Karppi (Deadwind) discussion. Turn on to hear all about season 2!

Last part, covering season 3, will be released on August 30.

[tea-books-england]

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Karppi | Deadwind (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sofia Karppi/Sakari Nurmi, Sofia Karppi & Sakari Nurmi Characters: Sofia Karppi, Sakari Nurmi, Emil Karppi, Lauri Honkasuo Additional Tags: Fluff, Vacation, Sharing a Bed, Developing Relationship, Kissing, Making Out Summary:

Karppi and Nurmi decide to go on vacation. Feelings ensue.

[starcrossedjedis]

Sakari Nurmi & Sofia Karppi - Deadwind 03x08 “Rauniot”

Karppi and Nurmi and the nordic noir equivalent of a happy ending

[philomenas-stuff]

Here I go again….

[troubledxmind]

I have done a few of these in the past months but never got around to posting them.

Hope it warms your cold Nurppi hearts while we don’t get more of them on TV.

[allthingsfandoms]

Part 4 |Part 1|Part 2|Part 3|

[couragehopelovefaith]

I forgot how adorable low blood sugar-Nurmi is (not that he wouldn't be adorable in general, but. You know).