#Implied Character Death

[martyr-inthedark]

Make your Whumpee tired.

Whumpees that have been deprived of sleep by Whumper, so much so that they don't remember how to walk in a straight line and can't figure out whether the recent appearance of little black bugs in their cell are real or a hallucination.

Whumpees that can't get a full night's rest. They doze off, only to be jolted awake by their own anxiety of not knowing when Whumper would come back. Perhaps they are awakened by phlegm-coated coughs induced by their illness. They are awakened by nightmares, or by Caregiver who is worried they may succumb to hypothermia, or by a thunderstorm, or the rough blanket scratching their open wounds, or so on.

Whumpees who pull all nighters to protect their friends or lovers.

Whumpees whose eyes burn when they finally can close their eyes. Whumpees whose muscles twitch, who can't stop yawning no matter how hard they try to stifle it. Whumpees with dark, glassy eyes. Whumpees who are slow to react or have a hard time keeping up with the conversation. Whumpees with throbbing headaches. Whumpees with brain fog and memory loss.

Whumpees who have been on the run and have over exhausted their bodies. Their muscles and joints continue to scream long after its over. Whumpees with extensive blood loss. Whumpees who are malnourished.

Whumpees whose survivor's guilt keeps them awake, wondering what they might have done differently, whether it was all their fault, or why they were the ones to live.

Whumpees whose bodies are in chronic pain or illness and who have to hide it, causing muscle and mental fatigue. They keep going with a smile until they collapse or pass out.

Whumpees who break down in tears, begging to be left alone so they can rest. Whumpees who sob when they are told that the bed in front of them is theirs to use whenever they want.

[shrimpkini]

There is like a 50% chance Fyodor is still alive. And if he’s alive, how will he get his revenge?

Would it be him killing Chuuya? Most likely not. Would Dazai even react this way? Idfk. But it is an angsty thought experiment.

[intotheelliwoods]

A small follow up to this post :)

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[electrozeistyking]

Thought about my In Rot and Infection AU and just realized how messed up it is. Like the guy who usually takes the lead is suddenly infected with this sickness that mysteriously showed up one day??

But they were fine yesterday? And none of you ever interacted with anyone with the sickness. Weren’t you all being careful? Didn’t you always check if food was contaminated, and it never was? They’re already at the third stage, and it goes faster through ingestion... how did you never realize? You knew something was off, but why did you never connect the dots until now?

One of you needs to do something, of course. It’s dangerous to you all right now. It’ll want to hug you, and if it does, it’ll never let go until it reaches the final stage. It’ll infect you. That can’t happen this close to reaching the King.

At least you’re in Dormont, the place you know devised treatment against the sickness. The closest to you. So even when you do get infected, you won’t have to worry about it progressing any further.

Everyone else is frozen.

They won’t act. They can’t.

It has to be you.

You clutch your book tighter. It’s heavy and dense enough. If you act fast enough, and strike hard enough... it’ll be over quick. It won’t have to process a thing if you’re fast enough. No one needs to forgive you for this, but at least they’ll be safe.

You rush forward and aim for the head.

[whumpster-dumpster]

"This isn't what they would've wanted!"

"Maybe not, but if I had done this sooner they would still be here!"

[whumporama]

A Whumpee who was kidnapped, and Caretaker knows that wherever they are, it's bad.

They try to keep hoping, the first few days after Whumpee went missing, the first weeks... but as months pass by without any sign or clue, it becomes harder.

One day, Caretaker finds themselves thinking 'I hope they're dead'.

The thought shocks them, but then they break down with the realization that there is truth behind those feelings. Whumpee might never be found. They have no idea where they are, and they will probably never find them. Wherever they are, Caretaker hopes they're dead, because it would be better than a life with Whumper.

[katamarv1]

“I HOPE YOU’RE PROUD OF ME”

[whumperofworlds]

Whump Dialogue

"Oh for God's sake, Whumpee, get up!"

"..."

"...Whumpee?"

[hufflepuffwritingstuff2]

Whumptober 2024 No. 13- Team as a Family

“And that’s when I said-”

Villain stopped in their tracks; Supervillain, Sidekick, and Henchman nearly crashed into them from behind.

“What’s up?” Sidekick asked.

Villain stared into an alleyway, where a figure lay face-down. There was something concerningly familiar about them. Villain knelt down next to the figure, and they got a good look at the wounds littered all over their body. They turned them over and sucked in a breath.

“Hero!?” Villain asked.

Hero groaned, only half-conscious. Their eyes were closed and there were even more injuries on the front of them. Blood seeped through quite a few of them and their face was contorted in pain.

“Who is it?” Henchman asked, “oh, holy smokes.”

“What do we do?” Sidekick asked.

Villain didn’t hesitate further. They swept Hero up into a bridal carry and turned to their team.

“They’d do the same for one of us,” Villain said.

…

Hero stirred, feeling strangely numb and fuzzy. Their eyes fluttered open and squinted in the dim light. They didn’t know where they were, but they could feel something in their arm. Looking down, they saw an IV had been inserted there. But this place didn’t look like a hospital? Where were they!?

They heard a beeping noise and turned to see Villain. They were just sitting there, holding their phone to their ear.

“Yeah,” Villain said, “they’re awake.”

“Villain?” Hero asked weakly, “what are you- where am I- am I being kidnapped?”

Supervillain, Sidekick, and Henchman entered the room. Henchman flicked on the overhead light, and Hero got a better look at themselves. Parts of their body were bandaged up, while other wounds had been stitched closed.

“I don’t understand…” Hero said.

“Frankly, neither do we,” Supervillain said, “who did this to you?”

Hero didn’t speak for some time.

“This isn’t an interrogation, Hero,” Villain said gently, “we just want to know how you ended up like this.”

Hero bit back the sob threatening to come out.

“My team,” they said quietly.

“…What?” Supervillain asked darkly.

“My team,” Hero repeated.

Tears started to roll freely down their cheeks, and Hero struggled to get the words out.

“Th-they said I was a weak link… They said I was a burden they were tired of carrying. They did this then left me in an alley to die. They wanted it to look like a thug did it.”

The criminal team exchanged burning glances with each other. So, it was settled then.

“Villain, take care of Hero,” Supervillain said, “get them anything they need. Help them get settled in.”

“You will leave me my pound of flesh won’t you?” Villain asked.

Supervillain nodded.

“Wouldn’t dream of doing otherwise,” they said.

“What?” Hero asked, looking between the group, “what are you guys gonna do?”

“Don’t worry about it,” Henchman said, “just rest.”

“But-”

“We’ll be back soon,” Sidekick added.

Supervillain, Sidekick, and Henchman left the room, leaving Hero alone with Villain. As far as the villains were concerned, teams were a family, and Hero’s “family” had just crossed a line. By the end of the night, Hero would have a new family, and they’d never have to worry about the old one ever again.

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[icarusredwings]

It's 3026

The local Us government has implemented a purge.

Logan and Wade of course are still alive and.. not exactly "well" but are doing fine for themselves.

Currently, Wade is stitching a hole in Logan's vintange 2060's Dickies jeans that they had bought for 5$ a pair when Dickies went out of buisness after being exposed for tax fraud and Logan is widdling a miniature of their fat little dog, who was infact still alive and laying on the lap of their skeleton of a roommate.

The oldies classical song from a very dead singer called Bruno Mars is playing changes to a broad casting alert.

"This is not a test. This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the Annual Purge sanctioned by the U.S Government."

"Welp... It's that time of year again." Logan mutters.

"Weapons of class 4 and lower have been authorized for use during the Purge. All other weapons are restricted. Government officials of ranking 10 have been granted immunity from the Purge and shall not be harmed."

"Sell out pussies.." The man sewing mumbles.

"Commencing at the siren, any and all crime, including murder, will be legal for 12 continuous hours. Police, fire, and emergency medical services will be unavailable until tomorrow morning, until 7 a.m., when the Purge concludes." The radio continues.

"Blessed by our New Founding Fathers and America, a nation reborn. May God be with you all. Goodbye. " Wade says mockingly along with the announcement.

After a moment, the music came back on, and instantly, there was already screaming and car alarms going on just a few doors down.

"I'd hope that Hope much enjoys this." Logan says, smirking, the hairs on his chin being bare of color.

Wade rolls his eyes, "Oh please. If you keep trying to make puns I might just die myself."

"You wish you could get away from me that easily." The scuff man says, working on the tail of the pudgey dog.

"He thinks he's funny, Althea."

"Oh, Don't bring her into this. Leave her be. I still can't believe you won't let me burry her."

Wade waves a hand. "Nonsense. She said she wanted to die and rot in this appartment."

"And she certianly did." He grumbles. "She STILL stinks."

"The only thing that stinks is your attitude."

"Mmh...You aren't going out this year, are you?"

"Nahh, poor girl's already so over worked this time of year, why add to it?"

"Fair.....could you turn that up though? If we aren't participating this year I rather not have to hear it." Logan mutters, his ears still very sensitive, even at this ripe fine wine age.

"Yes, dear." Wade smiles, turning up the radio to drown out the yells for help, screams of terror and crashing of glass, going back to his sweet serenity of sewing with a relaxed sigh.

If the party was over, and our time on earth is through🎶

"..i'd wanna hold you.. just for awhile.."

"Anndd DIIEEE with a ssmilee!" Even this old, Wade was never dull.

"If the world was ending.. I'd wanna be next..."

"To youu.."

Their hands touch. Eyes meet.

Even in such chaos, the outer world could never rip them apart.

[amelia-yap]

@white-rose-week day 2: homecoming

...

[gingersnappish]

Cracked kyber gone dim, mangled mask...he's not coming back. Drawn for @makekyluxsuffer prompt: Loss/Grief

[intotheelliwoods]

This is Part 2! Part 1 can be found here...

Sprout... hey Sprout... we love you Sprout... we wish only the best for you, you are doing amazing Sprout. I promise you will feel better after your much needed breakdown here <3 we are all cheering you on

Apologies for the cliffhanger, we will check in with Poptart sometime soon~

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[letthewhumpbegin]

John Wick: Chapter 4 (2023)

[whumpster-dumpster]

"Whumpee's gone. They're dead."

"Not if I have anything to say about it."

[shnowyfox]

SUGGESTIVE ROBOT GORE TOXIC YAOI MEGASTAR TIME

Lyrics: Me and Mr Wolf by The Real Tuesday Weld

Don't actually ship megastar personally. I just have had this stuck in my head for a few days.

bonus sketchess