#whump

[dying-crying-pining]

there’s something about hands:

• splayed flat over someone’s chest, a warm, grounding anchor. “easy. easy. lay still.”

• knuckles raked across a sternum. “come on back now… that’s it. there you are. deep breaths for me.”

• the vulnerability of uncovering a painful wound to let someone else inspect it. “i promise i’ll be really gentle, but i have to take a look.”

• gently frantic. “oh my god. is that blood? is all of that yours?”

• A held captive, strung up to the rafters by their wrists. B finally rushes in, clutches A’s face in their hands, tips their chin up. desperately searches for any hint of awareness. “A. A, look at me. please look at me. i need a medic over here!”

• B’s cool hand pressed against A’s fever-hot forehead. bonus points if they cup the back of A’s head with the other hand at the same time. A closes their eyes and leans into the touch ever so slightly.

[asayyun14]

Me making my OC raise their voice at someone, and immediately horrifically regret it even though the other person was only bothered for a second

me making my oc a worse person

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

if your character has a fever, they will very likely have chills in their bones and every single one of their bone can ache terribly, and it’s pure torture to move or even lift a hand. they will most likely want to lie down and do nothing because moving hurts, and it does feel like their muscle strength is gone.

in case you want to whump up your sickfic.

*speaking from personal experience as I am going through this right now. good for your character, but does not good for you.

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[kabie-whump]

y’all know those puppy stores/shelters where you can show up and take a puppy out of the kennels to play with them one-on-one and it’s supposed to help socialize them and get them adopted? how can i make this about pet whump?

[clotpolesonly]

morgana knew what was UP (x)

arms tied above head wins horniest arrangement at torturers' choice awards

[whumpdaydreamerx]

Caretaker picking an injured Whumpee up off the floor and pulling them into their lap, back against their chest.

Whumpee being semiconscious, only able to manage a groan as their head falls back against Caretaker’s shoulder.

[defire]

Locking out victim's arm behind their back against the wall

Content: joint straining, fear, noncon touch, begging

That extra twist after a joint is locked up, forcing out a strangled gasp of pain

"Ah! Wait--wait--"

That freeze as victim realizes the position they're trapped in

Aggressor taking that moment to slide a hand into victim's front pocket, just intimate enough to be able to play it off later while making victim squirm right now.

"I'm not resisting." Victim pants, feeling their folded wrist twitch in aggressor's hand. "I'm not re--Im not resisting, whumper, please!"

[emachinescat]

.... if you like the Magnum PI reboot, I wrote a fic for that.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36965908

ohhh we love a good “forced to torture your friend while undercover as a bad guy” don’t we

like. when you meet their eyes and you both know you have to do it and you have to do it well

[whumpdoyoumean]

Whump March Madness

(for consistency's sake, I left it as 'fainting', but reminder that 'fainting' here means any loss of consciousness)

[whumpyboo]

I need caretaker to have a full on meltdown in a still-recovering whumpee's arms. I need them sobbing and shaking. I need them to not let go of whumpee for hours even after they manage to bring their breathing back to a normal pace.

[slippedtheknot]

"Get. Up."

TW: implied potential death/starvation

Caretaker had been working with Whumper for just over five years; he knew how things operated and how he handled nuisances like Whumpee. So when Whumper asked Caretaker to transfer Whumpee, it really wasn't a big deal. They both knew where Whumpee was going.

And that's how Caretaker ended up with Whumpee on a chain as they trekked through the forest.

"Whumper couldn't have had you drive me there?" Whumpee huffed from behind.

"Why? Do you honestly think that you deserve a rest?" Caretaker didn't bother to look behind him as it had been going like this for quite some time.

"After all the shit Whumper has put me through, yeah, I do."

"'All the shit,' do you mean putting a roof over your head and making sure you were fed?"

"You think he fed me?"

Caretaker didn't bother answering Whumpee. He knew that Whumper would occasionally starve him, but in all honesty, it was hard to see Whumpee as anything more than some annoying prick.

"Can we at least stop?" The breathless question landed on deaf ears as Caretaker yanked on the chain in his hand.

"No."

Caretaker tried to walk forward but felt the chain snag back. When he turned, Whumpee was on the ground with the leaves.

"Get up, Whumpee. I want to get home before it's dark." Caretaker gave another hard yank on the chain, which just pulled on Whumpee's arms. "Get. Up. Unlike you, I actually have a place to go back to, okay?"

Whumpee didn't respond, not with his usual snark.

Caretaker waited for a second before approaching Whumpee, taking notice of how bruises had started to form on his arms from the chain.

"Whumpee." Caretaker shook his body, and Whumpee's eyes opened just a sliver.

"Oookay...okay." Caretaker dropped the chain as he reached for his phone to call Whumper. "Hey, Whumper?"

"Yeah, what do you want?"

"Whumpee is down in the forest right now...I don't know what's wrong with him. I promise I didn't do anything, he just-"

"Oh no Caretaker it's fine, I know."

"You know?"

"Yes...Whumpee got a bad wound this morning that why I needed to get rid of him. A toy is no fun while he's healing."

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Nothing. If he refuses to stand, simply drag him. It'll make no difference; he'll be dead in a few hours."

Caretaker's heart dropped as he watched Whumpee turn his head into the dirt to conceal his tears.

"Okay. I'll make sure he gets there." Caretaker hung up the phone and put a hand on Whumpee's shoulder. "Listen, please get up. I really, really don't want to drag you."

A shaky breath left Whumpee, but he also gave no indication of standing up.

"Whumpee, please. Don't you want this to be over soon?"

At that, Whumpee turned his head to look up at Caretaker. His dirt-stained cheeks had tear tracks that went over his hollow cheek bones.

Caretaker left out a long sigh before lifting Whumpee in his arms and going back to the employee parking area.

"Where are you taking me?" Whumpee mumbled under Caretaker's chin

"I'm going to help you."

[blog-o-suffer]

This has always been one of the most heartbreaking scenes I've ever seen in comic book media. Love what the artist did there.

I just wanted draw something sad..

[seth-whumps]

sometimes I think I'm in a writing groove and then I type "his ribs feel like bones" and rethink my existence for several minutes

[celticacademia]

concussion symptoms for your fic from someone currently concussed

(disclaimer: i am concussed but mildly so llike idk research more before giving your character a brain bleed, i am not a medical professional)

the headache - omg the headache. my head has hurt constantly since hitting it (3? days ago?) weirdly not sticking around where i hit it, it moves a fair bit. it's wacky.

nausea. comes and goes. throwing up is symptom of a badd concussion, but nausea is bad. whenever i stand up too long. yay.

uhh

light headedness, again, comes and goes. room spins when i stand up.

confusion. i didnt really notice this but my friends say it's like im on power-saving mode. struggling to focus for more than five minutes on anything - especially screens and reading.

light sensitivity. especially screens. typing this on the lowest brightness possible. it's not constant, but it kicks in randomly and boy does it hurt.

some other small things: no sense of time passing, forgetfulness, struggling to focus, just generally seeming and feeling off