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whump-or-whatever · 1 year
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This is a reminder to leave your whumpee absolutely ruined.
Leave them shaking like a leaf, hardly able to draw a breath.
Leave them covered in so many bruises they can barely move without wincing.
Leave them absolutely blanketed in scars that will never fade.
Leave them rocking back and forth, tears streaming down their face in the midst of a panic attack.
Leave them unable to be near another person without eyeing them warily and flinching every time they move.
Leave them so out of it they can’t see, can’t hear, can’t speak, can’t move, can’t think.
Leave them stumbling and tripping over their own feet, scrambling to get back up each time as they try to escape.
Leave them struggling against the encroaching darkness as they bleed out.
Leave them half-drowned, soaked to the bone, clothes clinging to them as they sputter and gasp on the floor.
Leave them shivering, teeth chattering, trying to rub warmth back into their body.
Leave them delirious with fever, head lolling, eyes unfocused, covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
Leave them begging for mercy, promising to do anything just to make it stop.
Leave them exhausted, barely able to keep their eyes open let alone put one foot in front of the other.
Leave them so broken they can’t bring themself to care about anyone or anything.
Leave them a blubbering mess, stumbling over their words trying to say the right thing to please whumper.
Leave them so mortified by everything that’s happened to them that they don’t even want to be found anymore because they don’t want people to know.
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letitbehurt · 2 months
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That little moment when Whumpee is in so much pain that they’re grabbing onto anything within reach.
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secret-whump-basement · 5 months
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I honestly love whump involving drowning.
Maybe it’s just by accident. Whumpee was swimming too deep and got their arm or leg trapped in some rocks, and they have to choose between staying still as possible and saving oxygen or struggling to free themselves but losing air. Maybe their boat got wrecked in a storm and they’re trying to fight against the turbulent sea to reach the surface again, they break the surface and get one good gulp of air before they’re back under.
Or maybe there’s someone else involved. Whumpee might have their head held into water by someone else, even if it’s just in a bathtub, where struggling gets them shoved farther in. Or the classic “knock them out, tie a rock to them, and chuck them in the ocean” move.
Either way, I love it. The pure panic when their lungs and chest start burning, lightheaded mess and fading vision as they start needing air, frantic breaths when they finally surface. Perfect trope
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floralprintshirts · 8 months
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Special thanks to She Who Became The Sun for introducing me to one of my favorite character dynamics, which is a lesbian and a gay man who are narrative foils and just fucking hate each other. Literally no one does it like Zhu and Ouyang.
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shima-draws · 1 year
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Shut up shut UP I’m FINE this didn’t make me emotional,
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siriusly-writes · 4 months
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try and convince me I’m wrong I DARE YOU
ENEMIES TO LOVERS IN THE REAL WORLD ONLY WORKS IF ITS GAY OR SAPPHIC
again
ENEMIES 👏TO 👏LOVERS 👏ONLY 👏WORKS 👏IN 👏THE 👏REAL 👏WORLD👏 IF 👏ITS👏 GAY 👏OR 👏SAPPHIC👏
When it’s hetero in the real world with no outside influence and it’s proper enemies to lovers not academic rivals or like you annoy me but we banter like there is no intellectual war it becomes PETTY IMMATURE PATHETIC AND TOXIC
And more than often ends up with one of them literally abusing the other.
In this essay I will-
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whump-n-comfort · 1 year
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man, water is something that can be so versatile
the way it can hurt you like nothing else. tripping and falling into a river or lake, or perhaps even getting pushed into one. having your face forced into it until you're begging for it to stop. maybe the water's temperature is ice-cold or burning hot; either way, it adds a layer of suffering that you could have done without, thank you
but it's also soothing. the cool dabs of a washcloth by someone you trust carefully tending to your feverish face, or the slow tilt-back of your head as someone gracefully pours some down your parched throat. how can something taste like pure heaven? feel like it? you've just had the longest day of your life and a cool bath sounds like the best thing in the world to your exhausted mind
to some, rain and thunderstorms are comforting, and need those noises to fall asleep. to others, it's worse than fingernails on a chalkboard, and can't wait until they pass over
the question, though, is which kind do you prefer? the saving grace kind, or the kind you can't get far enough away from? ;)
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ara-ara-bella · 2 years
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•Theo and Liam•
Based off the fic I’m currently trying (and failing) to write (because burn out sucks and inspiration is hard to come by).
The boys find themselves faced with a supernatural force like nothing they’ve seen before, Theo saves Liam’s ass for the thousandth time, and Liam isn’t dumb, okay?
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Final Chapter Posted!
Final Chapter of Darkness Bound, We Almost Drowned is up! My piece for the Triple Trope Event hosted by @its-a-queer-thing. My tropes were Mermaid AU, Old Age, and Hurt/Comfort.
Ian's sick.
Sick to the point that he's in the hospital after an emergency triple bypass and the doctor is suggesting to Mickey that he be placed in a retirement home. Not that Mickey is a spring chicken himself. In their seventies Ian and Mickey are in the golden years, their adult children Yevgeny and Rue are there to help them bounce back from Ian's heart attack. But when Ian starts having sundowners episodes in the evening, they may not have a choice about going to a retirement home.
But fifty years ago when they met, there was a different ending planned. Where Mickey would go back with Ian to where they first met, and go back to his home.
Will they be able to make it back there together before they are forced apart?
Read from the Beginning HERE
Read from the newest chapter HERE
And because I like the clickable tab thingy.
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entomolog-t · 10 months
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i like the trope of misunderstandings and spending the rest of the story reconciling and building up trust
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I'm running out of good glasses gifs to use.
Misunderstandings and trust reconciliation are commonly used as tools by our subconscious/imagination to explore our boundaries as well as what we desire to build trust.
Having a fixation on this trope (especially when viewed through the perspective of the tiny) may suggest a desire to be valued for your intrinsic nature. The effort it takes to build trust, and how carefully it can be broken... it's so much effort but its all worth it just to get to know you, to touch you, to spend time with you.
Analyzing the specifics would again be very beneficial to garner some understanding of the self. In some of the other sessions I've mentioned a sort of personal trust language represented in G/t fantasies. What misunderstandings typically break trust? Why? What does it take to build trust and why?
For example; A giant raising their voice and getting angry, not at the tiny, but they are scared anyways. Why does this break trust? The tiny feels as though the giant is unpredictable or not in control totally. This could harken back to a real life issue where one typically feels that those around them don't control their emotions, or perhaps they project their own negative traits onto the giant, and are afraid of the part of themselves that lacks control.
The giant lets the tiny hide, gives them space, not prompting them to come out, but routinely leaves gifts like food or useful knick knacks where they know the tiny will find it. Why does this help? Perhaps showing that they are willing to be patient and give space even though they know where the tiny is and know they could force them out shows they can allow the tiny to have some control and autonomy. The combination could suggest a desire for personal self control.
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whump-about-it · 11 months
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CW: possession, amnesia, implied drowning, implied death (temporary), references to suffocation and choking.
Consider a possessed Whumpee who, when whatever is possessing them takes control the only thing that can bring them back is to be brought to the brink of death.
Whumpee comes to after an event, exhausted and weak, with missing time and injuries they don’t remember getting. Maybe they are soaking wet from being held under water, or struggling to breathe after being choked or suffocated. All with the familiar feeling of bruised and cracked ribs from having to be resuscitated once again.
As soon as they start showing signs of life, Caretaker collapses in a sobbing heap. It had taken so long to revive them this time, and Caretaker was scared they wouldn’t come back. All Whumpee can do is place a weak hand on Caretaker’s nearest body part and hoarsely thank them for their help; which only makes Caretaker cry harder.
They’re both so tired and scared, and they know this method isn’t sustainable. But they don’t know what else to do so it has to keep happening until they can find a away to get rid of the possession for good.
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whump-or-whatever · 11 months
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Here’s a thought:
Have your whumper force your whumpee to tread water for an incredibly long time. As in, until they are so tired they start to slip beneath the water. And don’t have whumper allow them to come out until they’ve damn near passed out or have fully gone under. Then, have whumper drag whumpee out and drop them, coughing up water, on the shore/floor. Even better, have them do it over and over again until whumpee wishes whumper would just leave them in the water to drown.
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pir8core · 1 year
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one thing i find interesting a8out fanon dave (and 8y extension fanon davekat) is the way people portray him as getting unreasona8ly anxious a8out doing things perceived as gay when in reality on the meteor he was saying shit like this
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"if you want to perceive this as romantic/sexual thats on you. not my pro8lem"
like it's safe to assume this wasn't always how he approached the topic. 8ut hes 8een making jokes a8out 8eing into john/june since his first appearance in the comic. if you're portraying him as too scared to stand next to guys out of fear of 8eing perceived as gay you might just 8e playing it up for angst reasons at the expense of his character
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whumperer-86 · 2 years
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Be reborn chinese drama episode 25
whump scene ,, rescuing Wan jie from the sunken car and performing CPR on him
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annie-handholder · 6 months
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baoxiang and esen relationship is very similar to thor and loki's when u think about it
thor/esen: the warrior son who does things "right" and makes his father proud, kinda oblivious to the feelings of those around him and assumes that things are just like how he sees them
loki/baoxiang: the adopted son who always feels like he's less, everyone around him assumes he's a bad person so he just leans into it, he's smart and attentive but despite that he doesn't see that his brother loves him even if he's different, he loves his brother to death and that makes him angry at himself
I'm watching ragnarok rn and when thor tells loki that he thought the world of him and that he always wanted to fight by his side, but he sees that they're on different paths and that's fine, it made me think of when esen and baoxiang were hunting and having fun w/out their father and his expectations and esen kinda said the same thing to baoxiang :(
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fern-writes-whump · 8 months
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"This hurts me more than it hurts you,"
Hello! I'll admit it took me a hot minute to decide what to do here because I was so torn between two ideas. Hope it's alright but I'll be using my ocs here, it's just easier if the characters have names :P
tw for violence, torture and drowning <3
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"This hurts me more than it hurts you."
It was a lie, an obvious and infuriating one. Elliott would have liked to point out how ridiculous that statement was, how Noxis was taking nothing but satisfaction from this. They wanted to scream and curse and spit at her. It was too bad they had lost the energy for any of that.
They uselessly strained and pulled against their restraints, shaking their head as much as the fist in their hair allowed it. Their breathing was ragged, their vision was blurry, they could feel their lungs burning already, and they had only just started.
"It's such a pity you have to be so stubborn." Her voice was sickeningly sweet, much the same way the smell of rot tends to be. She yanked their head backward, only by a few inches, gloating at their growing panic. They used to be so proud when she first found them, so resilient and sturdy. Now it was like she was dealing with a whole different person. The witch clicked her tongue, looking at the blood still dripping from their nose and the mud still stuck in their matted hair. Not many of her experiments survived trying to escape, but this one was so uniquely interesting she was willing to forgive them. They just needed to learn their lesson.
She tilted their head one way and the other, unphased by their bloodshot eyes both begging and cursing her. Then, without warning, she swung forward and dunked them under the filthy water. It had become so murky that she could no longer see the bottom of the shallow bucket. She remained perfectly still even as Elliot struggled in her hold. It was almost pathetic, how useless their efforts were. She had spent a lot longer than usual making sure the ropes would hold. She didn't have any doubts they'd never get the chance to run away again but she needed to make sure they knew it as well. She took the time to marvel at her work, admiring the way dark lines were digging into Elliott's skin with each tiny movement.
Because they had only just started, she didn't wait for their thrashing to get weaker before pulling them out. That would have to come later if she wanted this to last longer. She was going to watch them almost give up, bring them to the edge of passing out only to pull them back at the last second. Over and over again. Until they understood.
As they coughed and spluttered for breath, Noxis let go of them. She stepped in front of him, crouching so they were eye to eye. "I hate seeing you like this." She said with a grin that told the exact opposite. "That's why we have to be here until you're all clean."
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Hope you liked it and thank you for sending in a prompt <3<3
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