#wild whump

[anxiouscaretaker]

me when the character canonically gets little to no rest

[martincrushcameback]

While it is delightfully fun to make Chris the only whump brother for overprotective and worried older brother Martin scenes, consider we make Martin the whump brother and give Chris the little brother panicked "I need you, what am I supposed to do without you leading the way?!" speeches. >83c

[not-equippedforthis]

forever mourning how granada holmes never adapted the three garridebs. diabolical. unbelievable, even. 'if you had killed watson you would not have made it out of this room alive' but in brett's frightfully intense and low, biting, hissing voice. the violent, wild stare versus the gentle hand on watson's knee. all of that precarious control getting flung out the window. the humanity of it. gritting my teeth can you fucking imagine.

[syeaweed]

Meet the guy who's been living in my head for the last months! I got into Linked Universe recently and have read at least 60 fics -not including whumptober binges- just for this guy, Twi is now an ultimate blorbo and I physically cannot contain myself when I draw him (I jump around and scream)

[mischefous]

Saw you wanted whump-y LU requests, and I wanted to suggest maybe a piece of either Wild or Twilight being sick, and hallucinating that the other isn’t there, when they actually are? Or something along those lines?

Hope you have a wonderful day!

I really enjoyed drawing the expressions on this one! poor Wild is super sick and delirious to the point where he is hallucinating that everyone is gone 😭

Thank you for your lovely request @four-eyed-nerd! I hope you have a wonderful day too💙

HSAJFJSHKW- LOVE IT WHEN I DRAW HANDS AND THEY LOOK LIKE PROPER HANDS

[waitineedaname]

i was thinking my little thoughts while falling asleep last night, and a concept occurred to me: what if binghe learned about the system not from shen qingqiu, but from shang qinghua

look, he likes shang qinghua alright. he's pretty disinterested in p much anyone who isn't shen qingqiu, but on the list of People Luo Binghe Tolerates, shang qinghua is relatively high. he gave him advice on wooing sqq, after all, and sqq likes his company, so binghe tolerates his shang-shishu

but the thing is, shang qinghua is a spy. has been for decades. binghe knows this. really, everyone knows this at this point, which isn't a great look for a spy, but still. and since shang qinghua is a spy for mobei-jun, who is a subordinate for luo binghe, then technically shang qinghua is also working for him, but you don't get to the position of demon emperor without a healthy amount of suspicion for everyone in your court

so he decides to test shang qinghua a little bit. nothing major, just a little poking around in his dreams. he starts out with a subtle touch, just sifting through his memories. most of it is what he expected. he sees his time on an ding as a disciple and then later as peak lord, he sees him working for mobei-jun. he sees mobei-jun in some compromising situations, which he files away for later, and then sees him in an entirely different flavor of compromising situations, and binghe immediately decides to act like he never saw that

then he decides to take a more direct approach and starts nudging the dreams in other directions, to see how he might react to certain scenarios, test his loyalty. he expects shang qinghua to act cowardly, or bluff his way through a situaton, maybe even draw his sword if pushed far enough

what he doesn't expect is for shang qinghua to frown at the changes luo binghe made and go "I didn't write it like this"

what

binghe is so bewildered by that response that he loses his grip on the dream for a second, and before he knows it, shang qinghua has spun the dream scenario back into the way the scene originally played out. he steps back and looks satisfied. "there we go," he says. "that's how it went. you know, if I'd known I'd be dealing with this scene myself, I would've written it differently"

what the hell does that mean?

fascinated, luo binghe continues to test him. most of the time, when he toys with someone's dream, they're completely unaware of the changes. shang qinghua, despite not seeming aware that he's lucid dreaming, seems very aware of how each scene should go. except for, strangely, many of the scenes that binghe himself was in. binghe pulls up one from his disciple days, one of the times he remembered shang qinghua coming to qing jing on some errand. he hadn't even changed anything yet, had just let the dream version of his younger self launch himself at shizun in a tacklehug, but shang qinghua tsks and takes the reins from him before he can make any edits. "sorry bing-ge, but that was just way too out of character," shang qinghua says. the dream copy of luo binghe's younger self is sent further away, watching the peak lords with a sullen gaze. he's skinnier than binghe remembers being at this age, and one of his eyes is swollen with a purple bruise. that doesn't make any sense, luo binghe thinks. he hadn't been beaten on qing jing peak for years at this point.

the shen qingqiu beside shang qinghua in the dream stands with his back straight as a ruler, and when his gaze lands on luo binghe, he sneers behind his fan. shang qinghua sighs. "cucumber-bro really wasn't as good of an actor as he thought he was. he's way too soft to ever seem like the original goods."

alarmed, luo binghe dispels the dream and steps out of it entirely. sure, he knows shen qingqiu's personality changed almost overnight when he had that qi deviation. everyone knew that. he avoided questioning it much, unwilling to look a gift horse in the mouth when it meant having a shizun that cared for him

but shang qinghua. shang qinghua seems to know something more about shen qingqiu's personality change. something he's not sharing. luo binghe didn't like the idea that one of his subordinates could be hiding something as vital as this from him

well, this had been a test of his spy's loyalties, hadn't it? perhaps he should make a visit to an ding. he had some questions.

[aceofwhump]

@whumpgifathon | Day 13: "Aesthetic" - Bruises

9-1-1 5x04, Chicago P.D. 3x01, The Mentalist 5x08 , Legends of Tomorrow 1x10, Superman & Lois 1x09, Once Upon a Time 2x12, Downton Abbey 3x09, Grimm 1x08, Wild Cards 1x09

[kaciart]

Day 14 Lay down your sword: Fighting back a cold / Cuddling / “Just let yourself be sick so you can get better.”

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[la-sera]

For @skyward-floored

Fic: Collapse (Fan Joy July Day 14, my 10th pict for Fan Joy July)

I always enjoy reading your fics since I found out about LU. I read a lot of your fics that are about whump, angst, or hurt/comfort hehe.

Your story writing is easy to understand for me. And when I read this fic, I immediately got an idea to draw. I hope you like it!

Thank you for sharing your great work!

[amariaarts]

for linktober day 14: fairy

he'll be fine :)

[whumpedup]

Jayce Talis returns from the Arcane - S2 E5

[kikker-oma]

Hello and welcome all to my latest 9 Part series of drawings to help me study for my class😊

Today's drawing is for Wild, who is showing off his lovely (and hardy☠️) digestive system! It works so hard to digest even the most dubious of his culinary creations lol

[spheresr4cubes]

“I got you, cub, I got you.” Twilight had cradled an arm under Wild’s knees, his other arm hovering, preparing to catch him... A whimper escaped someone’s mouth from the way Wild’s head fell bonelessly back, from how his arm fell limply at his side. 

From "Please, Perennial" by spookscraft, or @ghosthoard .

Original sketch below the break.

[abhainnwhump]

Whumper, ripping off the last page of their calendar and tossing it to Whumpee's feet: That's another year, darling. And not a single person has found you. Give up, because your friends already did.

[mischefous]

Could you possibly do Legend and Warriors, whump? I love making those two suffer for some reason. (Your art is amazing, and I love it!)

awwweee!! Thank you @insane-twilight-fan and Anon for these requests💙💙 I friggen loooove this duo, especially if it's Legend getting whumped >:3

CW! Blood/coughing up blood

[alicewritingstories]

Febuwhump Day 1: Vocal Chords

Central Character: Wild

Warnings: Injury

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With the last of the monsters dead, Time ran over and dropped to his knees next to Twilight and Wild. He didn't know how the champion had been hurt, but he was clutching frantically at his throat, curled up in a ball on the grass.

"Wild!" cried Twilight, trying to pull his mentee onto his back. "What's wrong?"

Hyrule and Warriors had also run over. At a word from Warriors, Sky started to pull Twilight aside.

"Let them work," he said softly. "Come on, just give them some space."

Hyule slipped a glowing hand between Wild's hunched shoulder and his jaw and for a moment everything was still. Then Hyrule relaxed with something between a sigh and a grimace.

"Wild, it's just a bruise!" he exclaimed.

"It can't be just a bruise," said Twilight, glaring sidelong at Hyrule. "Wild, what's wrong?"

Wild let out a panicked whimper. His breathing was quick and frantic.

"OK, Wild, calm down, it's OK," said Time. "Let Warriors take a look at your throat."

Gradually, between them, they got Wild to uncurl enough for Warriors to pry his hands clear and look at his throat. Time tilted his head to see and winced in sympathy as he saw the dark, bruised line across Wild's throat. The teen's breathing was still panicked and there were tears spilling from under his tightly-closed eyelids as he clutched at the bruise again.

"I need to see it, Wild," said Warriors, once again pulling his hand away and feeling at the discolored flesh.

"Wild, it's OK," said Twilight gently, exchanging a confused look with Time and Warriors. "Breathe, OK?" He helped Wild sit up, propped against his chest. "Breathe with me."

"Hyrule, can you heal that?" asked Warriors, nodding at the bruise. "You're right; it is just a bruise, but it's deep and we don't want it to swell any more than it already has."

Hyrule was also looking more serious as it became clear just how much distress Wild was in and he carefully laid a softly-glowing hand on Wild's bruised throat. After a moment, he frowned and leaned in a little, focussing a little more, and a moment later Wild took a deeper, easier breath.

Hyrule drew back with a wince. "Sorry," he said. "It was deep; that must have hurt."

Wild was starting to calm down as Twilight continued to coach his breathing and he said, "Thanks," and let out a quick, uneasy sob.

"You're OK," said Twilight, looking at Time with clear confusion.

Time was confused too. This wasn't just pain or even the panic of finding himself unable to breathe cleanly; this was real fear.

"Wild," he said, kneeling down next to the others. "Wild, what happened? What's wrong?"

Wild took another shuddering breath. "I… thought I'd lost… my voice again."

"Again?" echoed Twilight.

Wild nodded, rubbing tears from his eyes. "I… in all my memories… I never talked. Zelda says… I did sometimes… but… I just remember…" He was calming down now and looked down, starting to go red. "Sorry, I… it was just… a spear shaft across the throat. Not actually that bad."

"But you thought your vocal chords were ruined?" guessed Time.

"I couldn't talk," murmured Wild. "And… I got really scared for a moment…" His breath hiccupped and he hunched down. "Sorry."