#whumpcember2023 day19
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just-here-for-the-whump · 1 year ago
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@whumpcember Day 19: Exhaustion - M*A*S*H 2x5 Dr. Pierce and Mr. Hyde
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its-my-whump · 1 year ago
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Whumpcember2023 Day 19 - Exhaustion
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There was a sourness in his muscles, that wouldn't go away anymore. Every time he tried to get some sleep, his brain started spiraling right down the drain.
He twisted and turned in his bedding. Every time he manage to get some little shuteye, he woke up soaked and panting heavily.
So he tried to avoid going to bed at all.
He saw the gun discharging right in front, he felt the swift of air around him and heard his comrade hit the floor. Flashbacks of the whip on his back, the all consuming pain, the hunger, the empty pit in his stomach, looking into the open eyes of yet another dead friend. The beatings...
A forceful inhale and his eyes flew open. A hand shaking him by his right shoulder. "Ey! Wake up, mate."
His heart was beating frantically, hammering hard in his chest, rocking his whole upper body. His hands sweaty and he felt like being hit by a truck.
He needed a moment to clear his vision and calm his panic. A tall man was standing over him, cause he fell asleep slumped in his office chair, again.
"Don't let the boss see you like this, again."
His colleague gave him a sympathic, but kind of sad smile and walked by.
'Hopefully, he hadn't screamed in his sleep this time.'
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astaldis · 1 year ago
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@amonthofwhump​       @whumpcember
Chapters: 1/3 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach & Gallatin Additional Tags: Developing Friendships, Friendship, Gallahir, Stitches, Scars, Fainting, Exhaustion 
Words: 2,222
Summary: "Don't move, elf. I'm not done yet," the stranger, who is bending over him, says when he opens his eyes with a pained groan. What the fuck is the man doing? And who is that guy? He blinks, trying to focus. The blurry image sharpens. No, he has never seen him before, Gallatin is certain of it. Alarmed, he tries to sit up, but the stranger presses him back onto something soft that must be lying under his head."I said, don't move," he commands. "You need more stitches. Those bastards carved your face up pretty good."
After having been ambushed by humans, Gallatin is seriously wounded. Lucky for him, not all humans hate elves. - This is the story of how Gallatin and Cahir meet for the first time. (Set shortly after Emhyr defeated the Usurper in 1260.) 
Continue reading on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51654421
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