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On my summer grind

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Leader has to fight with their possessed team and ends up heavily injuried by their loved one

You have good taste, anon. Please enjoy <3

"It's alright."

• Masterlist •

Warnings: Sci-fi elements, mind control, knife, self-sacrifice, open ending.

Leader didn't believe in fate. With millions of people making countless choices every day, how could anything be predetermined? Yet, sometimes, things felt destined.

In interviews, worst-case scenarios, or intense debriefings, Leader was always asked the same question: Would they fight their own team if it ever came to that?

Their answer was always the same: a determined yes.

It was Leader's biggest lie, and they didn't know how to cover it up.

The question was asked so often that Leader became convinced it would happen eventually. So, when it finally did, they couldn't tell if it was fate or if they had jinxed themselves.

When Leader first pulled the blueprints for the mission, they had to take a leap of faith. They had to believe their team's minds were strong enough to withstand any... outer forces. There was no way to know who would stand and who would fall, but their team was the most stubborn one. If they couldn't pull off the mission, no one could.

"I don't like this," Right Hand muttered.

"Stop being a doomster. We'll finally get Whumper. They'll be immobilized in that machine," Youngest chirped.

"That's what worries me. If Whumper is accepting such risks, the machine must be strong. What if..."

"I will deal with the 'what ifs'," Leader cut in. "But only if you want the mission. This can either put us at number one on the list or..."

"Or put KIA next to our names," Right Hand grumbled.

"You have so little faith in us," Teammate hummed.

"We should vote on this. As usual, I won't join. Now, who wants to go?" Leader ended the discussion.

Youngest, Teammate, and Tech outnumbered Right Hand and Medic.

Leader nodded, hiding their unease behind a mask of determination. The vote was decided, and there was no turning back now.

"Get ready," Leader commanded, glancing at their watch. "We leave in one hour."

The hour passed in a blur. Leader wasn't a pessimistic person, but they struggled to stay positive. The team gathered when they were checking the plan for the fifth time, their minds set.

They were going into the nest.

As they approached the target location, an abandoned industrial complex, the atmosphere grew tense. Right Hand glanced at Leader, worry etched on their face. Leader hated to see them like that. With a frown present, their friend looked older, more tired.

"Leader, are you sure about this?" they asked quietly.

Leader took a deep breath." Do you ask what I believe or what I think?"

Right Hand didn't answer.

A light headache began making itself known as they stood before the door. Their only advantage was their unexpected arrival, but when they stepped in, Whumper would be aware. The nest was almost like an extension of Whumper, which worried Leader to no end. But as long as they eliminated the enemy systematically, they would be fine.

So they began fighting. Leader gave order to use firearms first. If one of them got out of control, close combat would give them some time. A bullet wouldn't. Luckily, they avoided any loss when they took out the guards. Youngest began complaining about a headache, but it was only that, complaints.

When they took down the second wave, Tech wanted a break. Leader sent them back to the vehicle, not taking any risks. They could feel their own thoughts weighting down but still coherent and intact.

They didn't think of any other possibilities. Fear was the last thing they needed.

They cleared the base slowly, reaching to the heart of the complex. Leader was tired but standing, just like the others. And if they were so close to the machine and only getting a moderate headache, victory was theirs.

"I was expecting you," Whumper's almost mechanical voice sent a shiver down to Leader's spine. "You never fail to amuse me, Leader. Did you truly believe my power was limited to my people?"

Leader marched forward, banging through the last doors. There was Whumper, sitting in a giant machine, defenceless.

"This ends here. Now," Leader muttered to themselves. They cautiously stepped closer, the rest of the team rushing in after them.

"Enjoy your gift."

The machine grew louder.

Leader turned back immediately, about to shout their team leave, but pain, sharp and sudden, took over their thoughts. They whimpered, their vision so bright and empty, their face warm and knees aching. They didn't know how long it took, but they were in their knees once they opened their eyes, their nose bleeding.

The team was on the floor.

Leader quickly scrambled back to their feet, rushing over the closest one— Medic. But before Leader could shake them awake, Medic's eyes opened, empty.

"No," Leader forced out. The team slowly got back to their feet, movements stiff and unnatural. Leader didn't want to believe that was real.

But Medic's punch to their jaw was very, very real. Leader stumbled, their face throbbing. They wiped the blood on their nose, directly rushing for Whumper. They couldn't afford being sentimental.

Leader returned Medic's punch, knocking them out. They caught Right Hand's arm coming from their blind side— Leader didnt knoe if they felt proud that their friend was ysing a move they taught or horrified that they were the target. They twisted that arm slightly, but they failed to make the knife drop since they couldn't risk breaking Right Hand's arm.

Youngest caught Leader's waist, Teammate jumping on them. Leader struggled to stay upright but managed to dodge the knife that whipped the air. They walked backwards, slamming the two hanging on them to the wall. Their own body weight was enough to knock the duo, but Right Hand charged on them.

If Leader pulled aside, Right Hand would kill Teammate.

So Leader let it come. They didn't look down, they couldn't. But they pushed Right Hand back, ignoring the blooded knife falling.

Leader ran to Whumper, pulling the knife  from their belt and aimed Whumper's heart. They outran Right Hand somehow, and within a matter of seconds, the machine shut down, Whumper's tense body falling to the floor.

Leader staggered, pain flaring at their side. They gasped, their vision darkening  for a moment.

It was over.

Right Hand catched Leader before they hit the floor— or after, Leader couldn't follow. They could only take a sharp breath and close their eyes against the growing pain, consuming their thoughts.

"Leader— oh my, Leader I-I," Right Hand stuttered, or Leader heard only a part of it.

Leader forced their eyes to part, relaxing after seeing those eyes with tears. "It's alright," Leader muttered, their blooded hand reaching to Right Hand's face. "You didn't do it."

Whose blood was it? Whumper's? Their?

No, that wasn't important. As long as it wasn't from one of their teammates.

"Don't, uh. Just..." Right Hand searched for something. They tucked a fabric in Leader's hand, guiding Leader to press it somewhere between Leader's ribs and stomach. "Keep the pressure, okay. I— I will wake up the team and get you home."

"Don't... don't like bring o-ordered around," Leaded chuckled, but it hurt. They had to bite their lip to stop a scream.

"I know," Right Hand forced a smile and propped them against the machine. "I know."

Leader let out a grunt, not wanting to worry Right Hand more than they were, but also failing to keep the pain in. They tried to focus, but breathing was getting harder and harder.

Right Hand turned their back hesitantly, going to get the others back to their feet, starting with Medic.

Leader managed a faint smile, maintaining pressure despite their fading strength. After making sure that Right Hand wasn't panicking, they allowed their eyes to close for a moment. The team was safe, Whumper was gone. Nothing else mattered.

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:0 cliffhanger?? anyway, ty for tag!!

“That wouldn't have ended well." “No,” he agreed. “But it was the only thing I could think of.”

open tags!!

Thanks for the tag @whumpdoyoumean!

Rules: in a new post, share the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like)

His throat was too scratched to comfortably speak, so he settled for writing it out on the dirt instead.

(I would tag 19 people but that's a lot so here's 8)

Tagging (no pressure :)): @cakeinthevoid @dresden-syndrome @mirasmirages @whumped-by-glitter

@violet-prism-creatively @whump-kia @whumpninja @therealbluespirit

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Internet yearning is gonna be so much worse in the space age. Like, that cute trans girl you're crushing on? She doesn't just live on the other site of the country, she's off on Alpha Centauri b.

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“The stone corrupts all those who wield it, it is fueled by their ambitions and dreams. So we need someone with no ambitions, no dreams, someone who doesn’t care about what the future holds for themselves. That’s why we found you.”

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Technically Medieval Whump? - Team Leader Edition

"Cap- Captain…" Medic steadied their hands in front of them. "I need you to slow down, okay?"

Leader's brows creased, heart still frantically thumping as his fingers tightened around his sword, the soft dirt rubbing into his warm palm against the metal hilt.

"What are you doing? We got them on the run!" He stepped around his comrade, eyes fixed on the scattered enemies descending the rocky hill, their weathered helmets glinting under the setting sun. 

"We'll take care of that, just.." Medic stumbled back in front of him, hand outstretched as they took a cautious step forward. "..Stop moving."

Leader gritted his teeth, frustration rising as a hand clasped his shoulder. "Why are you-"

"Cap, try to stay calm."

He paused as Medic motioned someone from behind, the clang of metal and cries of battle all but forgotten as another set of hands latched behind him, leaving a strange sensation to settle in the pit of his stomach.

"Easy," another familiar voice ushered from behind. "I got you."

The captain's knees faltered, a strong grip quick to catch his weight as his gaze fell to his torso. A crimson-stained spear protruded through him, bits of skin smeared around the metal shaft and fleshy folds hung from its jagged head.

"It's okay- Don't look at that," his teammate behind him started. "It's alright. Medic's gonna fix you right up, okay?"

The warmth pooling around the grass under him said otherwise.

Back eased against the dirt, the captain raised shaky fingers to the weapon, shallow breath hitching before two calloused hands caught his.

"Don't.. lie to me," Leader gritted out, eyes glued to the passing clouds above, their orange hues easier to look at than those around him.

"I'm not. So don't you fucking quit on me."

The grip clasped around his bloodied palm tightened as his teammate went on, repeating the same assurances neither of them could truly believe.

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"You like to think of yourself as a hero. A saviour."

"Not in as many words, but yeah! Maybe I do think I'm doing some good in this godforsaken world!" Leader bit out, struggling against their bonds.

Whumper scoffed. "Of course. But you know what I think? You're just a silly little shepherd, sending their lambs to the slaughter."

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Dimly, Whumpee was aware that there was a chorus of "stay awake"s and "Whumpee if you close your eyes I'll raid your snack stash"s, but honestly... they were so, so tired.

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Disability Writing Guides

Collecting all of these in one convenient place! If you have any requests, questions, comments, and especially concerns about what/how I’m writing these, please let me know!

Writing Chronic Pain

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Writing Disability and the Idea of Cure

Writing Wheelchair Users

General Disability Etiquette for Writers

Overused Disability Tropes

Writing Blind/Low Vision Characters

Writing Facial Difference

Writing Seizures

Writing Visible vs. Invisible Disabilities

Writing Disability and Eugenics

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Well we clearly have an obvious and definitive winner here /s /lh

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WHO GAVE YOU MY HEART AND WHY DID YOU CRUSH IT (i loved it <3)

Teehee giggling and kicking my legs like a schoolgirl >:))

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tw//character death, ideation of self harm (ish?)

Not a prompt

Leader almost wished the roses had thorns, so that they could feel them digging into their skin. It'd keep them grounded, if nothing else.

The grave had been freshly dug, and the words lovingly inscribed.

Here lies Youngest.

Leader's heart panged, seeing how small the gap between the day of birth and day of death was.

Youngest, who loved to play jokes and tricks on the team -- all completely harmless. Well, except for the time they rearranged the kitchen cabinets from Medic's strict placement. Leader remembered watching Youngest dash out of the base, screaming for mercy, as Medic had chased after them with a broomstick. But besides that, the whoopie cushions and plastic spiders never led to any harm.

Leader forced out a laugh. "This... this is a good one, Youngest. Really good," they said to the grave. "You even got Medic good."

Their hands gripped the roses tighter, seeking some form of sensation.

"You... you put a lot of effort into this one, huh?" If their words were choked with sobs... well, nobody but Youngest was there to hear it. And nobody would believe Youngest if they said that stuck-up, laughs-once-in-a-blue-moon Leader cried. They'd just think it was another silly joke.

(God, how they wished this was another one.)

"Your-- your room will be there for you. Once you're done with this one. With a complimentary scolding from Caretaker. Like always."

They thought of the rest of their team, who'd long since retreated back to the base to continue their mourning. Caretaker had been utterly distraught, but still tried to be there for everyone. Leader hoped they were taking care of themself and allowing themself to grieve. They made a mental note to keep an eye on Caretaker.

Gently, Leader kneeled in front of the fresh plot and laid down the yellow roses. Youngest had been an incurable romantic; they knew that they'd appreciate the flowers, and the meaning even more.

"Just... don't take too long, okay?" Leader whispered.

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Ty for tag!! :D if you saw the other reblog no you did not /j

Yippee there you go!! Open tags as always kndjmjdkdkf

Badly Summarized WIPs Poll <3

thanks to @whumpy-wyrms for the tag!!!

Rules: Pick a bunch of your WIPs and summarize them as badly as possible, then ask your followers to vote on which one they'd be most likely to read. Multiple/all/none options are completely optional.

tagging: @brutal-nemesis @siren-of-agony @rainydaywhump @painsandconfusion @fallenwhumpee @crowzwhump and anyone else who wants to do this

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If you saw that no you did not.

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Hi!! Ty for tag <3

Relationship status: Single and nonpartnering :))

Favourite colour: blue!!

Favourite food: Uhh the edible kind

Song stuck in my head: I currently have "Your Reality" from DDLC playing in my head. I have not listened to this song since 2021, barring the time it came up in a guess the song game I played.

Last song listened to: Innocence by Madeon

Dream trip: ummm well there's big trees in Vancouver, Canada

Last TV show/movie: I could not tell you if you held me at gunpoint (<- doesn't consume a lot of content)

Spicy/sweet/savoury: please don't make me choose :((

Fun fact: I am. 85% sure my whump awakening was not Mortal Kombat or Bridge to Terabithia as I thought it was. It may have been Chicka Chicka, Boom Boom.

Open tags!!

"Get to know me" tag game

Rules: Tag 10 people you wanna get to know more and make a few cool questions!

I GOT TAGGED TWICE? 👀👀@generic-whumperz @monarchthefirst thank you so muchhhh <33

Relationship status: My personal life is very personal - consisting only of me and my two fluffy maine coon babies :D

Favorite color: Dark teal and dark red. Fr, I can't pass a dark, rich teal colored car without a smile - my favorite color in the wild! Yay!

Favorite food: Give me sushi and I'm gonna melt😩

Song stuck in my head: পাহাড়ী পথ চড়াই উতর / Pahari path charai utar - IPTA West Bengal

Last song listened to: Ziema - Pavisam Nezināma Laboratorija

Dream trip: A trip around Eastern & Southern Europe with the tickets to all my favorite bands' concerts in hand.

Last TV show/movie: I think I fell asleep to something about North Korea? Cold War? Doom of the Earth?

Spicy/sweet/savory?: Savory! Although I do love a good bit of spice, I just can't imagine my life without some savory treats to chew on!

Fun fact about yourself: I've had a weird obsession with PSAs (especially the scary ones) since age 5 :D

Tagging: @whumpthefifth @pumpkinwhump @its-my-whump @fallenwhumpee @neutralkolibri @kyanako5972 @stalecabbage @witchy-shortcake @stradaniye @deltav25 and everyone else who'd like! rules say tag 10 but yk I hate picking people, I wanna y'all whumpers to participate!

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I have a draft about how many drafts I have???

"I'll get around to finishing one of my wips one of these days" I said. "Any day now" I said.

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"I'll get around to finishing one of my wips one of these days" I said. "Any day now" I said.