#justwhumpythings

[justwhumpythings]

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[evilwriter37]

🌳😭🧠?

Gonna put this under a read more because it got kind of long. All Good Omens snippets for you! (I will be putting them on ao3 in their own respective fics.)

🌲Share a snippet featuring nature of any kind

Acres

"You don't like it?" Aziraphale asked, turning to face Crowley, who had been silent the entire time. "We have acres of property. You can do with it what you like."

Crowley was still quiet, face a little impassive, sunglasses on. Aziraphale felt his heart skip a beat. Did Crowley not like the location of the cottage? Did he not like the cottage itself. Heaven above, what if he'd messed this all up?!

But when Crowley took his sunglasses off, Aziraphale saw that his eyes were watery.

"This is for us?" he asked.

“Mm hm,” Aziraphale confirmed.

Crowley took a step forward, turning his head, taking in the trees that stretched their limbs towards the sky, the scent of pine needles, the undergrowth, everything.

“Angel.”

“Yes?” Aziraphale’s palms would have been sweating if he was human. Good thing he wasn’t.

Crowley smiled slowly. It wasn’t a thin smile or a cruel smile. It was a large, genuine one that reached the yellow of his eyes.

“These are the most plants I’ve ever owned.” Crowley looked back towards his car, at the plants in their boxes in the backseat. That was all he had… Until now. Now he owned acres of plants. He could garden as much as he wanted. That’s what Aziraphale had wanted for him.

Crowley strode up to Aziraphale, grabbed him by his upper arms, and pulled him into a kiss. They’d kissed many times now, and this one was the best. Aziraphale relaxed into it, into the feel of his demon against him. 

This. This was right.

😭 Share a snippet that will break our hearts

Unfinished (warning for major character death)

Aziraphale held Crowley in his arms. They were in Heaven, and Aziraphale was on the floor cradling his demon’s head, knowing he didn’t have long with him. His throat ached in a very human way.

“Aziraphale?” 

Crowley’s voice was hoarse, and when he coughed, blood came up on his lips. Heaven had killed him. Aziraphale didn’t know who, but he was going to rain Hell Fire down on the person who had dared to hurt his love. 

“Yes, Crowley. I’m here.” Aziraphale didn’t know how he was keeping it together. He’d known Crowley for about 6,000 years, give or take some. He’d been his only companion, his only friend, his only love. 

“Tell the bastard that did this that… that…”

“No, no! Crowley!” His eyes were getting a distant look, and Aziraphale pulled his head closer. He wanted him to finish what he was saying. He didn’t want anything to go unfinished.

“Tell them there’ll be Hell to pay.”

In a sudden show of strength, using probably what was the last of it, Crowley grabbed Aziraphale by the hair and pulled him down towards his lips. 

“I love you, Angel.”

Aziraphale wanted to say it back, but Crowley kissed him.

Aziraphale felt his last breath against his lips, and everything inside him broke. There had been no time for him to say it back. He’d never said it back. He needed to.

Aziraphale pulled away, very gently closing Crowley’s eyes. He was not in there anymore. The yellow was not his.

“I love you too,” Aziraphale managed to whisper.

Then there was a scream so loud that it tore open Heaven and could be heard down on Earth, and down lower, into Hell. There would be no quiet in Aziraphale’s torment.

🧠 Share a snippet where the character realizes something important

Rebel

“You love me,” Aziraphale said to Crowley after the zombies and Furfur had left the dressing room, after Aziraphale had revealed what he’d done to the image of them.

“What?” Crowley acted like he hadn’t been paying attention, but Aziraphale knew that was a ruse.

Aziraphale sat in the armchair, Crowley still lounging on the couch. It was how a snake would do it if a snake had limbs.

“You saved me. You saved my books. You… You’re hands shook.”

Crowley looked at him now from over his sunglasses. “They didn’t.”

“They did.” Aziraphale was so sure of what he was saying, so sure of what he’d seen. Crowley cared for him. Crowley loved him.

Crowley sighed. He rearranged himself back into a more human shape and sat up. He pulled off his sunglasses, looking at the floor.

“Say I did love you,” Crowley began. “Can you imagine the consequences of it getting out? It almost did tonight.”

Aziraphale said nothing. He saw Crowley’s point.

“So, perhaps I do love you. Perhaps I have for a very long time.” He put his sunglasses back on, looked at Aziraphale. “But Heaven and Hell can never know.” 

Crowley left the dressing room to let Aziraphale clean up, brushing past him on his way out the door. 

And Aziraphale was left with a strange mix of feelings. He was giddy. Crowley loved him. He did, he did! 

But… Heaven and Hell had almost found them out. They could never be together.

Dread and sadness sank into his heart.

And with it, a shred of rebellion. 

Aziraphale smiled to himself, and began to clean off his fake mustache.

[lizzyverydizzyyo]

8, 13, 16, 19?

8. I actually really love whump without whumper! Sickfic and accidents or natural disasters are some of my favorite. There used to be a fanfic writer in my other fandom who writes mostly hurt comfort fics without any whumper, like being sick while the caretaker is away or getting into car accidents. I reread their fics so much back then. Too bad they deleted their blog :(

13. I think my fave is the type of whumpee who hides their whump (either because their whumper forces them to, their own pride, some secret they have to keep), but then the whump gets too bad and they collapse in front of their friends/lover/family

16. I used to post/reblog whump stuff on my main blog and I ended up losing posts that I like because it's mixed with my other random posts, so I decided to create this one so that it's neater and more organized. It's also so that I can be more active in whump community for the events and so that my followers won't be spammed with random posts when all they're looking for is whump posts

19. Hmm. I do write a lot of hurt no comfort fics (mostly spin-off oneshots of the main whump fic), and sometimes I do enjoy them, but I think I prefer if there is a resolution where whumpee finally gets to break free/heal, or at least, there is an implicit possibility for whumpee to be saved from the whump, even if it's not directly in that fic/scene. Like if whumpee is in a sickfic and the fic doesn't explain whumpee done being sick/injured, but there is an implicit aspect of "yeah, but the caretaker will be back to help/heal/save them later." As long as there is a possibility of whumpee getting comfort later, I'm okay with it. It's why death whump isn't my cup of tea, because it's clear whumpee did not get any comfort eventually.

Whump ask game here

[lifblogs]

1, 5, 7, 18 for the whump asks?

What got you into whump?

When I was 14 I started reading Gone by Michael Grant, and I was also watching Teen Wolf. Both are just so insanely violent, and I joke that those works made me vicious. Those two things definitely got me into whump.

5. Whumper turned Whumpee or Whumpee turned Whumper?

Oh, whumpee turned whumper all the way!

7. Emotional or physical whump?

Physical! Plus physical whump most often leads to emotional.

18. Do you prefer visual whump or written whump? Any reason why?

You know, I'm not sure. I can say I love written because I mean, I'm a writer, and I love reading. But also visual is fantastic (I am a screenwriting major for a reason). I honestly can't choose, though! Probably going to cop out on this and say both. Both!

[evilwriter-originals]

6, 7, 19, 32 for weird questions for writers?

6. What is your darkest fear about writing?

Hm... Probably that once I publish I'll receive backlash and harassment, given that I kind of get that anyway for the subjects I handle.

7. What is your deepest joy about writing?

Creating worlds and characters from nothing. I am a god.

19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?

Well, I started writing as soon as I learned the alphabet, so around 5 years old. I've always had stories in my head to tell, and growing up hasn't changed that. I've never once dropped writing throughout my life.

I started because talking is hard for me, and telling stories through writing just felt so much easier. It's proven to be that way too.

Definite bumps along the way. Like the time I wrote an entire book at like, 13-14 and then deleted it. Never doing that again. I have a little graveyard for things I want to "get rid of." Instead, I just keep them in a folder on google drive.

As for where I am now? Beginning stages of writing a fantasy novel! It's really hard, but also really exciting. I am rearing to actually get to writing it.

I'm hoping to have a published book someday. I've published some stories and essays, but a book of my own would be so cool. (We're ignoring the book I wrote when I was 8 and published through KidPub.)

32. What is a line from a poem/novel/fanfic etc that you return to from time and time again? How did you find it? What does it mean to you?

I'm going to sound so cliche, but: "Not all those who wander are lost."

I love this. I love this so much, because it feels like I'm just wandering through life, and definitely floundering at points.

But this reminds me that I'm not lost, and will find a place someday.

[aceofwhump]

Heyo. I'm new to the whump community and stumbled across your beautifully pleasing blog and I wanted to ask you, if you knew a couple of whump blogs who mostly post gifsets. Dumb question, you probably know a LOT but could you name some of them? Thank yoouuuuuuu

Hi! Omg thank you! Welcome to the community! And you bet I can recommend you blogs! Here ya go:

@fyeahvulnerablemen @justwhumpythings @random-fandom-whump @the-wandering-whumper @whumpypepsigal @lostwhump @letthewhumpbegin @cuteguywhump @where-is-my-whump @whumpookies @captivity-whump @99point9percentwhump @whumpygifs @animewhump @emotionalwhump @set-phasers-to-whump @whumpgalore @agonyalley @whumpythingy @how-much-for-a-whump @wonderwhump @dwhumpster @whump-collector @letthewhumpbegin @where-is-my-whump

And I know that I am missing people and it's driving me crazy. I'm so sorry if I've left you off but consider this an excuse to give yourself a shoutout if you make or reblog a lot of gifs!!!!

[serickswrites]

Recording III

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Warnings: captivity, torture, unconsciousness, blood, wounds, knives, video recording

Lily couldn’t quite breathe a sigh of relief. Not just yet. Not until she had James. Not until he was safe. 

Kyle had let out a crow of delight half an hour ago when he finally cracked the location on where Dexter was holding James. On wherever this mysterious stranger who was sending them videos was too. Max was skeptical of that person’s intentions. 

“Doesn’t matter. Main thing is to get James.” Lily clutched her phone tightly in case another video came through. 

“And stop Dexter,” Kyle added. 

“And stop Dexter,” Max echoed. 

Lily was about to open her mouth when their phone vibrated. Another video link came through. With a dry mouth, Lily clicked the link. 

She wished she hadn’t. 

Dexter was back with James. But James was still unconscious, still slumped over in the ropes. The blood had begun to dry a little on his face and Lily didn’t see any new wounds. But that didn’t mean Dexter wasn’t going to hurt him again. 

“Oh, James, what am I ever going to do with you?” Dexter growled as he circled James. He twirled a knife in his hand. “You just don’t seem to be getting the gravity of the situation you’re in.”

“What’s happening? What is--”

Lily shushed Kyle. She needed to hear. Needed to see. 

Suddenly Dexter was on James, fisting his hair once more, lifting his head roughly. Dexter ran the tip of the knife down James’ bloodied cheek. “I could just end it all now. Right now and be done with you.”

Please. Please. God. Don’t do that. Lily begged the universe to protect James. 

“But then I wouldn’t get the satisfaction of watching your eyes. Of watching your team fail.” Dexter dropped James’ head roughly. “So I’ll wait.” 

He stabbed the knife through James’ thigh. James woke with a raw scream, suddenly jolting up and away from Dexter. 

Dexter chuckled. “Doesn’t mean I can’t have my fun, though.”

As the camera panned down and away, James’ screams of pain grew louder. The voice came in a sharp whisper once more, “I’d hurry if I were you.” And the screen went black. 

“Hurry,” Lily said as she stared at the darkened screen. “We don’t have much time.”

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[shadow-warren-whump]

@whumpadoodle @whump-my-dear-watson @get-whumped @the-wandering-whumper @justwhumpythings for you guys: Are these your main blogs or do you have non-whump main blogs? If so, would you be comfortable letting me know what they are? Please and thank you!

@whumpalicious I think I'm remembering correcting, but is @justanothermainblog your main blog, right?

[whump-n-comfort]

build-a-whumpee: final summary

man, a week sure flies by fast. i was checking the results of the build-a-whumpee experiment yesterday to see how it was doing and realized "oh shit! this ends tomorrow!"

and now that tomorrow is here! so without further ado, the Ideal Kidnapping Scenario Based On The Results Of My Silly Little Poll Game Issss *drum roll intensifies*

More than one whumper gets together to set whumpee as their target for their latest scheme, and after careful consideration, no other person is picked; just whumpee is good enough. Whumpee is all alone when the whumpers attack, and they are terrified out of their mind. Still, they do their best to get away, but unfortunately, their best is not enough. They are brought down swiftly, whether through drugs or some kind of injury, which incapacitates them enough to prevent further escape attempts. Their time in captivity is a nightmare, as their whumpers continuously mess with them and refuse to let them forget their situation and how it may never end. But not all is lost, as their faithful friends and family learn very quickly that something is up with whumpee and that they need help. With absolutely zero hesitation, the group bands together to bust whumpee out and pay sweet revenge to those who thought it was okay to hurt their friend. The state they find whumpee in is horrible, so much so that whumpee is completely unresponsive as they get them out of there and back to a safe location. Recovery is a bumpy road, and it's obvious the whumpee will never forget about their experience, but with lots of comfort and care courtesy of their loved ones, they will one day laugh and smile somewhat similar to how they used to, which is good enough for them.

So there you have it, the collective winning choices from all 12 polls. Of course, if only some of it or even none of it is your jam, that is perfectly okay! There are many different ways to enjoy the trope, and even some of the choices I voted for didn't end up winning. The whump community is a vast place with lots of imagination after all >;)

And honestly, I wouldn't mind doing this again in the future with other tropes like illness or torture. As this week went on, I realized there was a lot more I could have added to make this more specific (questions like "did whumper(s) do the kidnapping or did they hire someone else," "why did whumper(s) target whumpee to begin with," and in general realized that I left some answers a little vaguer than I meant to), so if I were to do a repeat of this, I have a more solid idea on how to do it and make it even better :D

Regardless, thank you so much for participating. I hope it was as fun for you as it was for me <3

Tag requests under the cut for those who wanted to be tagged :)

@whimpity-whumpity @birdfossil @just-ten-cents @plupluplu @heartsherps @justwhumpythings

[set-phasers-to-whump]

Day 19:  Create a list of some of your favorite whump blogs to share!

ok this is by no means extensive BUT some blogs with amazing content that I really enjoy, in no particular order: @deepwoundsandfadedscars @thatsgonnaleaveamark @whump-captain @aceofwhump @whumpypepsigal @bright-was-right @thecolourblood @fyeahvulnerablemen @allthewhumpygoodness @imsorryithurts @justwhumpythings @whumpty-dumpty

[grapheeca]

Ecstasy of the Intimate Stabbing, or: a Study of WHUMP and why we feel attracted to it

I'm gonna diverge from my usual Solarpunk theme to finally out myself: I am a shameless Whump enjoyer. And a pirate enjoyer.

I couldn't believe my luck when Our Flag Means Death came out on HBO.

[Whump] is the sound of a character hitting the floor.

@justwhumpythings

There is a specific definition of Whump in fandom language, and it doesn't usually involve the concept of "noises", at least... not in the way you would expect.

Definitions:

ECSTASY: a state of overwhelming emotion. Rapturous delight. A mystic or Prophetic trance. A state of being beyond reason and self-control.

WHUMP: Intransitive verb: to Bang, to Thump. Dull or muffled thudding sound. A character facing physical or emotional hardship, with a following "comforting" acion undertaken by another character. =/=Angst

I won't dive too deep into the origin of the term, on how fandom culture reacted to it, what's the State of the Art of Whump niche, but I will, on these topics, link some useful posts made by Wise People who came before I even understood how much my heart fluttered while reading of whump-y situations and stories.

WHAT I WILL ramble WRITE ABOUT:

Hurt and Comfort

Whump Fights

Intimate stabbing moments

Meaning of the previous and metaphors;

Why these scenes Mean So Much to Us;

Notable examples in art and literature;

Notable examples in cinema and TV Series;

How and why we feel attracted to Whump;

Conclusions;

Season 2 announcement...? (I hope? It will probably be 2024 by the time I get to this point)

Expect a detailed Series of tumblr posts.

Don't expect a schedule: I don't know how much it will take me to write them :)

[justwhumpythings]

Pictured: Whumpers reacting to their favourite actor's performance

Taskmaster things that sound like whump things - 5/god knows how many

[evilwriter37]

8, 12, 13 for the whump asks?

8. Are there any whumpy quotes that have stuck with you throughout the years?

Not really. I remember specific scenes, but not anything word-for-word.

12. Do you prefer writing the build up to a whump scene or the aftermath?

Definitely the aftermath. It's just so fun and there's so much potential for what can happen, especially when other characters get involved.

13. Do you prefer reading the build up to a whump scene or the aftermath?

I think I like the build up more for reading!

[deepwoundsandfadedscars]

First Line Tag Game

Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

Tagged by @set-phasers-to-whump! Thanks for the tag!

I'll tag @rottenmarigolds @justwhumpythings @whumpdoyoumean @whump-captain and anyone else who wants to do this! Tag me if you do :3

Excerpts under the cut cause 10 excerpts is loong

In Between - Shadow & Bone

"Are you really sure this is the best use of our time, boss? I was rather hoping to be keeping warm with a drink and a rousing conversation over a hand of cards this evening," Jesper griped for the third time.

2. Car Crash - Locke & Key

"-yler! Tyler, please!"

Tyler groaned as awareness came back. His head felt heavy and like it had been stuffed with cotton. Everything felt muffled, including his hearing as he only distantly heard someone calling his name. His mouth was dry and his eyes felt like they might as well be glued shut for how hard it was going to be to open them.

3. Just Get It Over With - The 100

“The Ring’s starting to look pretty good right about now…” Murphy trailed off. He turned back to Emori as an idea came to him. “How much fuel is left in this thing?”

“Not enough. Why? What are you thinking?” Emori asked, wielding the screwdriver in her newly gloved hands, ready to take another jab at removing the collar.

4. The Fall - Star Wars: Jedi: Fallen Order

He woke to a shrill beep and something nudging against his hand. When he managed to pry open his eyes, a small vial with bright green fluid rested in the palm of his limp hand and he could see two more in the grass next to it. It was familiar, he knew he needed to do something with it, but the pain radiating up and down his spine and around his torso was too intense. A little droid bounced from one foot to another until it squatted down and pushed against his fingers with its head again. He curled his fingers as much as he could and tried to bring it closer to his face to investigate with blurry eyes.

The tiny movement made pain explode through his neck and he succumbed to the blackness again.

5. Finding Nic - TANIS

Watching them bring Nic out of the cabin is an image that will stick with me forever, no matter how much I want to forget. He looked awful. His face and clothes were streaked with blood, what little colour of his flesh I could see was pale, alabaster in the afternoon sun. His brown hair was a mess, half plastered to his head and half standing nearly on end with a mixture of dried blood and mud. He seemed completely unable to focus on his surroundings, confused and blinking warily around the clearing. For a moment his eyes settled on me and I held my breath, hoping for a flicker of recognition. Instead it seemed like he looked right through me, as though I wasn't even there.

6. The Dream - Original Content

The waning light of the evening sun bathed his skin, giving what warmth it could before the cool breeze overpowered it. The wind chased through the grass, swaying it around Michael's knees as he stood on the hilltop overlooking the city. The landscape looked weird, the city skyline black and contrasting against the colorful orange and pink of the sunset that glowed like fire on the horizon and reached across the sky, a last fight against the darkness of night.

7. Drowning - Star Wars: Jedi: Fallen Order

"Kid, you read me? They're not responding…" Greez turned to look at Merrin where she sat in Cere's usual spot at the communication station.

"They will, I am certain of it," Merrin said, her no nonsense tone leaving no space for argument. She pressed on the earpiece clamped over her head, as though trying to push the device deeper into her ear would make Cal respond faster.

8. Just Breathe - Uncharted 4

He claimed he was fine. Nate kept pestering him, asking him again and again if he was sure he was alright. Again and again he insisted he was fine and just to get on the damn plane, little brother.

In reality Sam's head was aching something fierce. Even without touching it he could tell there was a considerable goose egg on the back of his skull from when he hit the ground as the beam fell on him. He wouldn’t be surprised if there was an open wound on it too, swimming through the salty water as they escaped stung like a bitch, both on the bullet graze on his arm and on his head, not to mention the various smaller abrasions he’d acquired over the past couple weeks. He hoped maybe the water washed away any blood that had been in his hair before anyone saw it, he didn’t want Nate to fuss over him. His little brother had enough to deal with between him and Elena. The two of them seemed better off after a few hours alone together in the jungle, bounds better than after the fight at the hotel for sure, but they still had a long way to go.

9. The Trunk - Original Content

“She came out of nowhere sir, never saw her coming.”

Michael had repeated that sentence to himself so many times he almost believed it by now. Of course that was the best way to deal with a lie, try to replace the real story with the one less likely to get your ass thrown in with the fish a long ways from home.

10. Magical Exhaustion - Loki (TV Series)

Loki looked down as he felt warm fingers slide into his hand, squeezing tightly. He glanced between their interlocked hands and Sylvie’s face, her mouth pressed into a determined line as the wind whipped through her hair.

[lifblogs]

I got you, @justwhumpythings

2 genres of fanfiction:

1) put that guy into situations

2) take that guy OUT of situations for the love of GOD let them REST 

[serickswrites]

Recording VII

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 8

Warnings: referenced captivity, referenced torture, restraints, rescue, hospital, interrogation

“You need to tell me exactly what happened,” Kyle said as he sat down opposite Lance back at headquarters. “Every last detail.”

“What good will that do you?” Lance had his cuffed wrists on the table. “He’s alive. The hospital saved him.”

Kyle glared at Lance. “Just because he’s alive doesn’t mean that they don’t need all the information of what happened to him.” Kyle had been convinced the moments in the car and the moments just after pulling into the hospital were going to be the last moments he saw of James. He had been convinced when James’ heart had stopped a second time that was it. That he had failed his friend and that his friend was dead. 

The relief that had flooded him, that had flooded the whole team, when a doctor had come out to tell them that James was alive, but in critical condition was a feeling he would never forget. James was alive. James was alive. 

“Dexter tortured him. What else is there to say? I kept telling you to come, it’s not my fault it took you so long to figure out where we were.”

“You could have helped us,” Kyle growled. 

Lance looked offended. “I did help you. I sent you video after video. I gave you what I could. I did what I could.”

“It wasn’t enough! You could have stopped any of it. You could have helped him!” 

Lance let out a humorless laugh. “If you think any of that is true, then you are much more stupid than I thought. James spoke so highly of his team I would have thought you could do better than this.”

With a roar, Kyle flipped the table between the two of them. “YOU DON’T GET TO SAY HIS NAME. YOU DON’T GET TO TALK ABOUT HIM. TELL ME WHAT DEXTER DID. TELL ME OR ELSE YOU WILL SUFFER WHATEVER HAPPENS TO JAMES TENFOLD.”

“Enough!” Lily shouted as she opened the door. “That is enough!”

“He,” Kyle pointed an accusatory finger at Lance, “isn’t cooperating. I would like to employ some other methods to get him to talk.”

“Don’t bother,” Max said as he poked his head in, “we’re going to the hospital right now.”

Kyle’s mouth went dry. No. “Is….Is he…..” but he couldn’t bring himself to say the words he had dreaded hearing. Couldn’t bring himself to say the words that would change the team forever. He couldn’t say it. 

“He’s awake.”

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