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whumpshots · 8 months
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Whump ABC #18 - Restrained
Based on the results of this poll.
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Whumpee wakes up with their head throbbing and their eyes already hurting from the little bit of light above them. They blink and grunt softly, trying to move their body, which won't listen to the command.
Their hearing takes a few moments to filter out the words whispered and muttered, but their brain does not identify the voices of caretaker and team leader. It makes their heart beat faster and panic rise in their chest.
"Do you think it's a good idea?" One voice whispers.
"We didn't have another choice, they were attacking everyone in their panic," the second retorts and whumpee tries to move again.
Once their vision clears and they are able to move their head, whumpee sees that they have been restrained, ankles and wrists tied to keep them from moving. Despite wanting to fight it, whumpee rests their head against the pillow again.
The pillow ... weren't they with whumper only moments ago? Strapped to a table, cold and hard against their bare skin? Who were the people just now?
Whumpee tries to struggle against the restraints, but they are too weak. The voices start talking again, but their brain just won't realise who they are ... and the struggle against the restraints becomes more desparate.
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Avenue 14
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nerdpoe · 7 months
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Jason breaks into the League of Assassins base to get some Lazarus water to bring back Bruce.
Instead, he finds Timmers laid out, unconscious, on an operating table.
Right next to the Pit.
Basically, after Tim loses his spleen but before he wakes up from the life saving surgery that took it out of him, Jason finds him and assumes he was dunked in a Lazarus Pit.
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fisheito · 9 days
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at last....yakumo with CHIKEN
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sowhumpful · 8 months
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You'll tell me everything I need to know.
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whumpypepsigal · 10 months
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Citadel s01e01: “You attacked our best surgeon. Broke his arm.”
**requested gifs**
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whumpingale · 8 months
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Deadwind/Karppi s02e08 "Black Water" [extra bye bye gif]
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cosmic-d1ce · 11 months
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How does Phil act after he’s fully broken? Does Forever ever somewhat regret breaking him because Phil’s ‘spark’ is gone, like that trope where the abuser ends up missing a personality trait thats now gone (ex: being super excitable or even defiant and violent, replaced with complete docility)? Or is he happy with it?
What Forever has basically done, very very basically, is take away Phil's "i need to keep myself safe" and replaced it with "if Forever is happy i am too"
There's small differences, like his paranoia is worse and now comes with skittishness, he's jumpy and flinches when you move too quickly. Every touch feels like a threat now, no matter how loving or sweet it is.
Especially if it's loving and sweet.
He's weaker, but that's okay. Forever likes being the one protecting them. He likes being the one in power. He's exhausted always, but that's okay because he's just so cute when he's sleepy
He's absolutely different and it's noticable, but he's also still himself.
The change is much more noticable when he's with Forever, he completely gives up any fighting spirit he has the moment Forever is in the room. He has to be compliant. He has to listen. He has to do as he's told. He has to love him back. If he doesn't, his family is in danger.
The change goes slowly, so he and Forever don't notice it much, but when he gets out, everyone notices quickly because it's jarring how different he was before. He doesn't fight anymore. He's quiet, doesn't engage, avoids the people he used to stick to so closely. He won't say no. He won't set boundaries. He won't protect himself when he's in danger.
He only fights when pushed to the absolute limit. He only fights when he panics, screaming and fighting like he's back in that room for the first time again
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murasaki-cha · 6 months
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"He is just… a little mushroom."
I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE NO PLEASE I CAN'T JUST STOP STOP IT PLEASE NO NO NO NO😭😭😭😭😭
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whumpshots · 1 year
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Whump Snippet Saturday #6
Caretaker watches Whumpee's eyes flicker open, still a little glazed over and disorientied. They put up a pretty good fight when they first woke up, still panicked and scared, but they had been able to calm them down eventually. For their own good, Whumpee was tied down on the bed, but they don't seem to notice right away.
"Welcome back," Caretaker mutters and manages to smile a little, while Whumpee looks up at the ceiling, fighting their eyelids that are probably begging to be closed again.
"Wh... where am I?," the other rasps and tries to move their head a bit to look at Caretaker, who holds one of Whumpee's hands.
"You're safe, Whumpee. You're safe now."
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decarbry · 1 year
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would you be willing to elaborate on Yaburemes “birth”/development in the glass tube? Was he conscious during it?
so this is actually the content of chapter 3 (I swear I'm working on the next part, I intend to get faster with them I just keep getting distracted ksdfg) so I'll leave the details for then. he is... semi-conscious for the capsule process. but it's a very low-input kind of consciousness because he's essentially blind, deaf, and mostly immobile for all of it :")
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embyrinitalics · 9 months
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Not to pressure you or anything, but I’d sell my soul for a TP Zelink longfic from you. No one get’s their dynamic like you do.
That is so sweet of you!! Honestly I would love that T_T But thus far I haven't ever come up with a scenario for the two of them that I want to explore. I mean, other than, "They fall in love and it takes 100k words," but I'm not sure that's a solid enough foundation to start with lol
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softquietsteadylove · 6 months
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Ohh you have to continue the zombie au!! Them finally meeting sersi and co will be amazing :D
"Welcome, Gilgamesh."
He frowned at those around him. He hadn't given them his name. Usually it was Thena who was deeply distrustful of anyone they came across, but he was happy to take up that mantle in her absence.
That was the worst part about this place, that he had yet to see Thena.
He had woken up in a fit over it, but they had told him - promised him - that he would see her if he kept himself calm. They returned his clothes to him, washed and everything.
"We take in all those who need help," the short doctor, Ajak he had learned, said beside him. The cafeteria was surprisingly bustling with people. "That was how you came to us."
They had told him that Thena had arrived with him on her back, which he couldn't help but doubt. Not that she would do it, but Thena was half his weight at most, and they didn't exactly have food or water to spare, last he remembered.
The last solid memory he did have was of feeling feverish, dragging his feet as they continued towards the next city. He must have been really lagging, because Thena did something they never did, which was commandeer a car.
He could remember being in the backseat, and he could remember Thena's voice whispering sweet things, his head in her lap, her tipping water up to his lips.
All the more reason for him to be wary of these people until he could see Thena for himself. He looked around the place, "I don't see her."
They sighed. He had been a broken record since getting on his feet, but he felt he had good reason to be. The other doctor patted his shoulder, although he flinched away from her. "Thena is just getting back."
"Back?" he frowned and turned. Sersi, the younger, taller doctor, and a third guy in a white coat named Phastos all stepped back from him. They were the only ones he'd met so far. "Where was she?"
"She joined some of our scouts on a run," Phastos attempted to be a voice of reason. "Some of the supplies we needed were for you, so she volunteered to go with them."
He wasn't exactly placated by the news. "So you sent her out there with people she doesn't even know? Are they really gonna watch her back out there? What if they can't protect her?!"
"Gil, please," Sersi joined in the effort to soothe him. "It's a simple run to the closest facility outside the hospital. We've been here a long time--since the beginning, really. We've already sectioned off half the city as safe territory."
Gil huffed. With Phastos behind him and the docs in front, he felt a bit like a caged animal. He looked around the bustling cafeteria again, "fine. When will they be back?"
"It should be any time now," Sersi promised before turning and trotting off.
"Sersi's husband is part of the field team," Ajak supplied in her absence, leading them closer to the rest of the populace. The people already there eyed them and kept their distance, but they didn't exactly pull out pitch forks and torches at the sight of him. "We have some very good people here with us."
Gil watched as Doctor Sersi trotted over to the door, her wavy black ponytail bouncing behind her. She must have seen they were coming, because she ran at the door and launched herself into someone's arms before they were even in the room.
A man walked in with her attached to him, tall and broad shouldered. Gil couldn't hear them, but he had an inkling that he was one of the men who had dragged him inside when Thena no longer could. The other one walked in past the married couple, not even glancing at them.
Finally, far behind the other two, a ghost of a figure hurried into the room and immediately split off and away from everyone. Despite the promise of food, she steered clear of the line for it, pushing a blonde ponytail off her shoulder and pulling off her backpack.
Her clothes had also been washed, and the jacket she was wearing seemed to be new, maybe as a form of protection. But that was definitely his Thena prowling away from the thick of the crowd.
"Thena!"
Heads turned and people jumped out of the way of the huge stranger sprinting across the room. Some of them yelped, as if he were a train barrelling forward on its tracks. But he could only see Thena.
"Gil!" she barely got out before he swallowed her up, his arms snaking around her and his massive form folding over her. Her knees bent in response but he held her close, swinging her around in his arms.
"Thena! You're okay!" he sobbed, openly at that. For all his reluctance to cooperate with their hosts thus far he let himself weep with joy as he finally felt Thena's light frame in his embrace again. She still smelled like fresh air, and she was warm, and she was kind of bony, but soft in the places it mattered. "I-I thought-!"
"Sh, Gil, I'm here," she cooed, running her fingers through his hair as he blubbered over her like a baby. She let him lean his weight on her, his face buried between her neck and her shoulder, their legs stumbling, "it's okay, just breathe."
"I told you--they're too committed to each other, they won't-"
"Ikaris, hush."
"Are we just gonna watch them make out, or...?"
"Give them some space," Ajak urged the rest of her team. Gil pulled his head up to see her waving them back, her back turned to them. She didn't have the distrust in him and Thena that he had with her. "can you blame them?"
"Gil," Thena called to him, pulling his attention back to her. She put her hand to his cheek, her eyes scrubbing over him, "are you okay?"
He nodded, leaning into her touch, "I'm okay. Wh-What about you? I woke up and a-and you-"
"Sorry," Sersi leaned over to offer her apologies, "I voted to move you into the same room, but I got outnumbered."
"We weren't sure what to make of you," the other man who came in alongside Sersi's husband shrugged. "And then you freaked out when she wasn't there, so-"
"So," Gil made a face, "you decided that keeping us apart longer would fix that?"
Ajak laughed, although the guy clearly didn't appreciate it. He huffed, putting his hands on his hips, "hey, big guy, I'm the funny one here, got it?"
"Okay," Ajak spoke to those crowded around them en masse again, "let's let the lovebirds have a bite to eat and settle themselves. We can discuss what happens from here on afterward."
What did she mean by that? But Gil looked down as Thena slipped her hand into his. He was going to have to ignore that 'lovebirds' comment for now too, huh?
"Come on," Thena pulled him by the hand, keeping their fingers intertwined, "you must be starving."
"Well, yeah, but-" he looked around, still feeling on edge in the completely new environment. It was being around people - living people - that had him so on edge.
"I'll tell you everything that's happened," Thena promised him, "after you eat."
He just sighed, looking at her like she was the sun and he'd been underground for years. He would do anything if it meant he didn't have to let go of her hand yet, "fine."
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kiki-strike · 3 months
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PTSD is so stupid saw a jar of biscoff cookie butter at the store and went ha that’s the brand they had in res. (Completely unaffected). Then went home and had a panic attack about it (????)
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whumpypepsigal · 1 year
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Walker Independence s01e11: “This isn't about breaking me. You just don't have the guts to pull the trigger and end it.”
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maegalkarven · 5 months
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Me@me whatever you do, do not think about Gortash in Empty Prayers AU having to take his coat off and wash it and postponing it till the point his companions comment on the state of his clothes, but also knowing he can't allow himself to feel fear.
Whatever you do, don't think of him finally doing that and washing the damn coat and putting it to dry while he's asleep.
Don't think of Nemo offering his company because Gortash has hard time falling asleep as hundred of paranoid thoughts rear in his mind.
Don't think of Gortash, lulled by the presence of his favorite assasin, finally drifting off.
Don't think of Nemo, who promised to stay guard, closing his eyes for just a blink-
And opening them to the familiar voice.
"It is time you have done the deed, Master. That man has been alive for unacceptably long."
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