#tws for blood

[panfluidme]

One shot request: (no death) Martin and Chris were like really far from the Tortuga and Martin gets injured (potentially fatal) and all Chris can do is to try and save him/protect him until they can get proper help. Martin also starts rambling about silly stuff while it's happening (examples: his favourite creature, what he'll get Chris for his birthday) also I love all your wild kratts angst fics 💗💗

I'm so sorry this has taken me for fucking ever, lol

I hope that you enjoy this. I kinda went off prompt

CAN'T THINK RIGHT

Martin was losing blood, quick. And Chris could see that. Him losing blood was absolutely terrifying; pulled right out of his nightmares. The color made him feel sick; why did it make him feel so sick?

Chris pressed his hands against Martin's side, trying so hard to keep himself as calm as he can be. This was a lot for the young man. His fear was strong, tears welled up in his chocolate brown eyes, but he needed to keep himself calm for Martin.

The older hummed softly. He stared at Chris as he blinked rapidly to in a vain attempt to get rid of the black dotting his vision. He let out a giggle, causing the younger to pause then look at his face.

"What are you giggling at?"

"Chris is so funny. He whined when it was purple martins or when he was blueeee."

The man in question blinked, confused. "Why do you bring it up?"

"I dunno. It's just funny. He whined lots over it. I do feel bad cause there's no animal that has Chris in the name." Martin let his head lull back.

"Deep breaths and stay awake, okay? I'm going to call Aviva here in a moment." Chris grabbed his Creature Pod with one hand and dialed Aviva.

"Hola," the inventor greeted cheerfully.

"Martin's hurt. A tiger bit him and cut up his legs."

"I'm on the way. Where are you?"

"I threw a sandwich and the tiger went after it. I found a ditch. We're hiding inside."

Aviva nodded and shouted at Jimmy to hurry. "I'll send a first aid kit over."

Chris nodded and looked at Martin, giggling to himself. "Avivaaaaa! I got Chris a blanketttt!"

"For?" she asked while searching.

"His birthday."

She chuckled. "Yeah?"

"It's a green lizard."

"I'm sure he'll love it." Aviva sent the first aid kit to them. She looked off screen and sighed. "I gotta go. Keep him awake and talking."

Chris nodded as he used the limited supplies to stabilize Martin for the time being. She hung up to tell Jimmy exactly where to go. Martin kept giggling and pointing out random things.

"Chrisssss!"

"Yes?"

"The sky's blue," he said so simply, Chris couldn't help but start laughing. "I like blue. I like green cause green makes you happy. I like when you're happy."

Chris stared at him then smiled softly. "Really?"

Martin nodded. "I don't like green more than I like blue, blue's better than green in lotsa ways, but it makes you soooooo happy, I can't not like it. You bein' happy always makes me happy, even if I'm upset with you for whatever reason. You're my favorite person," Martin's voice was getting a little weak.

"And you're my favorite person. So you gotta live for me, okay?"

"M'kay." He coughed a little then smiled at Chris. He poked Chris' cheek. "'Member when you learned how to ride a bike?"

"I do." Chris nodded.

"I'm sorry for getting you in trouble cause I accidentally wrecked the bike. I wanted to ride and I didn't have a bike. I was just too big for you baby bike. I did talk to mom an' dad to explain what happen, which is why your punishment disappeared."

Chris chuckled a little and put his forehead against Martin's cheek. He noticed that Martin's eyes were drooping. "Stay awake for me, okay?"

"I'm tryin'. It's hard."

"I'm sure it is."

The two could hear the Tortuga arrive.

[sunny6677]

tw:blood

Niceeeee! Good job, dude!

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[panfluidme]

Hey this is one-shot request for Chris angst

Kidnapping or near death experience (deep wound preferably) feel free to include any ships you like for Chris and some emotion angst for Martin

Thank you for feeding the Wild Kratts community ❤

HUMILIATED WHILE HURT

This was embarrassing, absolutely embarrassing. He hated that he was hurt, stabbed in the side while he watched Gourmond walk around the kitchen. Chris couldn't help but be glad that Gourmond had somewhat taken care of the wound, but that was only so if he needed to, he can use Chris as leverage.

Not ideal, but it still let him live. So he had to be begrudgingly be grateful for Groumond's 'kindness' and 'mercy'. He hated this whole situation.

Why did he decided to ditch Jimmy and run off with Martin? Yes, Martin was his best friend and brother, but Jimmy was his other best friend and boyfriend. There was no reason for him to run off because there wasn't much going on.

Surely Jimmy was going to be upset with him since he ditched him for no reason. And now he was with Gourmond and hurt. He was so stupid, so fucking stupid.

Chris leaned back and shut his eyes, his pain too overwhelming to stay awake.

Martin paced the Tortuga, worried out of his mind. Jimmy watched, kneeling and pressed against the back of his chair. Nothing was said while everyone was trying to figure out where Chris could've gone. Things had been going just fine while Chris and Martin goofed around with some cute animal.

Then Chris had heard an animal in distress and ran off before Martin could even react to things. By the time Martin had caught up, both the animal and Chris were missing, a big puddle of human blood. Car tracks had led away.

To say Martin freaked out was an understatement. Martin had nearly had a panic attack, his fear was so bad. He didn't know where his little brother was. And he couldn't stop blaming himself because he was the one who was dragged Chris away from his date.

And now Chris was missing and maybe even hurt. The puddle of blood was likely Chris', Martin just knew it.

Martin crouched down and put his face in his hands, trying not to start crying. He was so scared that he was going to lose Chris...

Chris was trying so hard not to pass out again. It had been two days, most of which he had slept through. But he didn't know how much longer he would be able to survive. He had lost a lot of blood and the wound hadn't been properly taken care of.

This was the end of Chris Kratt, he just knew it.

A shame, really. Chris still had so much to live for, but there was no stopping this. He had been hurt, he had lost blood, and he hasn't eaten since he arrived. Gourmond claimed that Chris didn't need the food because his life didn't matter, which is why Gourmond had only half heartedly taken care of the wound.

In a way, this was embarrassing. Chris was relying on someone he knew wasn't going to help him, Gourmond. Chris was waiting for someone who likely didn't know where to find him, Martin.

Shame swirled inside of Chris' stomach. He should've just told Martin he was too busy for a creature adventure. But... then Martin might've been in his place, and no one would know he was missing. So really, this was better since Martin wasn't the one hurt.

Chris knew Martin would disagree. In Martin's brain, any time Chris was hurt and it could've been Martin, Martin tore himself up and thought everyone would've been better off if he was the one hurt.

That mentality was something Chris was trying to help Martin to unlearn. Chris didn't want Martin to think like that because he hated when Martin was hurt, wishing he could take Martin's pain and make it his own.

A small laugh broke through his lips then a pained groan.

He was thinking in the same way that Martin was, but he was trying to help Martin not feel like that. Chris would never let anyone know that he felt this way because he knew everyone would try to get him to stop thinking like this.

Really, there was no much more Chris had to do anymore. There was once a time where he had been upset that he wasn't going to live through this, but he's come to accept his fate. Martin would move on from him, Jimmy would find someone better than him. He was easily replaceable, he's realized.

Maybe that was why Martin and the others haven't come picked him up. Maybe that was why Chris was alone, his only company was an animal murderer. Maybe that was why...

Black dots clouded his vision, his head lolling back. He didn't want to pass out again, but there was no fighting it.

The place was much brighter when Chris woke up. Something was poking his arm, but he barely acknowledged it as he tried to figure out what happened.

When Chris looked over, he saw Martin on a chair. Curled up and asleep.

Oh, so he was back home. Good, Chris had missed home. And now he knew that at least Martin needed him.

A small smile laced his lips as he fell back asleep.

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