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goodwhump-temp · 5 months

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Takashi Natsume Whump | Natsumes Book of Friends

1x01 Slammed against tree, trips, lonely childhood, pinned 1x02 Head grabbed x2, nightmare, passes out (18:30) 1x03 Lonely childhood, jumped, [flashback; heartbroken, crying] 1x04 Falls down the stairs 1x05 Restrained x2 1x06 Passes out, possessed, head thwacked, elbowed, nearly trampled, crying 1x08 Falls off cliff, trips 1x09 Trips, caught mid-air (kinda hot ngl), nightmare, restrained x2, choked, caught in spell 1x10 Pinned, possessed, carried, sneeze, nightmare, jumps off cliff, unconscious 1x12 Cursed, worsening pain, head thwacked, trips 1x13 Trips

2x01 Ball to the face, choked, nose thwacked, pinned, grabbed 2x02 Nightmare, choked, hands burned 2x03 Restrained, dragged, nightmare, subconsciously crying 2x04 Trips 2x05 Fever, passes out (10:10) 2x06 Nightmare, cursed, captured 2x07 Missing/captured, restrained by the neck x2, falls down cliff, rope burns, poisoned/youkai blindness, head thwacked, knocked down, passes out 2x08 Thrown out the window, choked, drowning 2x09 Uppercutted, freaked out x2, coughing, knocked unconscious, fever, passes out 2x10 Chewed, weak 2x11 Arm bit 2x12 Uppercutted, bullied, hand bleeding, bandaged, tackled 2x13 Depressed, restrained, knocked unconscious

3x01 Passes out (06:30), collapse/unconscious (09:35), shoulder painfully bit 3x02 Choked 3x03 Lonely/bullied childhood, nightmare, snatched 3x04 [Childhood; bullied, ambushed x10, crying] 3x05 Choked, freaked out x3, mini-smacked x18, SNATCHED, knocked unconscious 3x06 Choked, dropped from the sky, knocked down x3, pinned, dragged, knocked unconscious 3x07 Captured, restrained, large fall down cave, grazed by arrow, bleeding, knocked down, held 3x09 Falls down bridge, freaked out (09:00), pinned, crying (happy tears :)), fingers pricked x4, knocked unconscious, nurses bed 3x10 Mirror absorbs into eye, great eye pain x5, head grabbed 3x11 Mirror absorbs into eye, hit with hammer 3x12 Collapse, fever, nightmare/jolted awake, subconsciously crying [Flashback; knocked unconscious, flown off a cliff, hospitalized, crying] 3x13 Lonely childhood, falls into pit

4x01 Manhandled, choked, knocked down, captured, briefly unconscious, restrained, catslapped 4x02 Imprisoned, knocked down, falls down slope 4x03 Hands scratched up, poisoned, pain, choked, cheek grazed, restrained 4x04 Pinned, protected 4x05 [Flashbacks; lonely, neglected] 4x06 Trapped in a bottle 4x07 Trapped cont., scared, collapse, exhausted 4x09 Knocked off the balcony, knocked unconscious (log trap) 4x10 Panicked running/trips, passes out, sick from exhaustion 4x11 Passes out, nightmare, parent lore, denial, crying, emotional pain 4x12 Childhood bullies/trauma, manipulated, restrained, catslapped, possessed 4x13 Possessed cont., unconscious, [Childhood; emotional pain x3, scared, bullied, hit x20], choked, crying

5x01 Nightmare, jolted awake, passes out, scared, squeezed 5x03 Blackmailed 5x04 Choked x3, manhandled 5x05 Unconscious (20:20) 5x06 Pinned, voice taken, soft coughing x5 5x07 Passes out 5x09 Tired as fork 5x10 (Different POV of 3x16; Lonely, bandaged/after hospital) 5x11 Fever, collapse, hallucinating, very sick for multiple days, headache, nightmare, worsening sickness 5x12 Passes out, carried 5x13 Repetitive nightmare, tired

6x01 Transformed as child, amnesia, manipulated, terrified 6x03 Freaked out x3, pinned 6x04 Knocked off roof, pinned, SNATCHED 6x05 Head bonked, awakes/cared for 6x06 [Flashbacks; lonely, nightmare, found unconscious] 6x10 Squeezed

#whump #emotional whump #whump list #whumplist #anime whump #natsume #natsume takashi #natsume takashi whump #takashi natsume #takashi natsume whump #natsumes book of friends #natsumes book of friends whump

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inkmoose · 7 months

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Inkmoose’s Best Blorboposts:

Mostly art, sometimes headcanon. All originals. Find all my art with the #inkmoose art tag. Whump pieces are marked with a W; avoid those if you don’t want to see injured characters.

Multi-fandom

1. Would you like to meet my sons?

Kingdom Hearts

Waiting for Sora to wake up (again) W

The meaning of Sora’s tidal wave dream

Sora and Kairi chillin’ -> Sora is a dork -> Riku melts

Riku’s confession

Kairi deserves to be purple-coded

Kairi saves the boys’ butts W

Soriku goofin’ around on the beach

Natsume Yuujinchou

Natsume Takashi is OP headcanon

Happy birthday, Natsume!

D.Gray-man

Allen lost in thought

Allen’s shaggy hair was the best; you can’t change my mind

Allen and Timcampy are happy little best buds who will stay that way forever and nothing bad will ever happen to either of them.

#kingdom hearts #natsume yuujinchou #d gray man #DGM #kh #natsuyuu #fanart #inkmoose art

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aceofwhump · 2 years

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Hi 👋 follower here 😊 First let me tell you how much I love your blog ☺️ I was wondering if you could recommend me some shows with a kind hearted lead, with whump of course 🤣 For example I just finished Atlantis, and I loved the character of Jason. I like it when the lead is a kind hearted person, always trying to do the right thing but facing some hardships along the way. And also I like it even more when there are strong friendships (that was the case in Atlantis too). And lastly I am French and it breaks my heart when some awesome shows or movies I see in your gif are nowhere to be found here 😢 Your blog brings me so much joy and some much distraction and relief from real life. Thank you so, so much ❤️

Hello and welcome!!!! Thanks so much! I'm glad you're enjoying your time here and that I can offer you a place to escape from the real world :D

Kindhearted whumpees are so nice. I tend to go more towards the stoic dark villain antihero type of ones but I love a good kind, lighthearted whumpee too. My first thought was Merlin from the BBC series. He's like the definition of kindhearted whumpee for me. And I am ALL about strong friendships. You can't have enough of those in media. Some other good whumpees for you that I would label as kindhearted, tries to do the right thing but bad shit keeps happening:

Daniel Jackson (Stargate SG-1), Peter Parker (Spiderman), Roger MacKenzie Wakefield (Outlander), Natsume Takashi (Natsume Yuujinchou), Tony Stark (Marvel/Iron Man), Hawkeye Pierce (M*A*S*H), Kurt Wallander (Young Wallander), Kara Danvers and Clark Kent (Supergirl and Superman), Frodo Baggins (Lord of the Rings), and Ted Lasso.

Oh man that sucks that you can't find things! Have you considered a little 🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️ yo ho a pirate's life for me? soap2day.ac has been my go to recently.

Have a great day!!!! ❤❤❤

#mod replies #ask #anon

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geminihurt · 4 years

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What’s a whumpee gotta do to get some sleep around here? - Exhaustion

Natsume Yuujinchou | Cursed

Whumptober 2020 - Day 23

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youneedrest · 5 years

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whump lists update

currently i am working on whump lists for

• The Dragon Prince (multiple characters)

• Natsume Yuujinchou (Natsume Takashi)

• How To Train Your Dragon (movies and TV series except for the 3rd movie until i buy it lol)

Upcoming:

• Princess Mononoke

• Generator Rex

• Motor City

• Voltron Legendary Defender

This is all subject to change, but as of now this is my current plan. I am also working on making gifs for animated whump, cause I know we have a shortage!

#whump stuff #tdp whump #idk what to tag #cause i hate tagging stuff that a post dosen't belong un #but maybe people in these fandoms would like to know #ah well i guess i'll just take the lists when i post them

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blkeyedangel94 · 6 years

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An Eye for an Eye

Natsume-Matoba AU General, Maybe sad/tragedy Description: Natsume reluctantly joins the Matoba clan and is now the clan leader. Words: 231

Natori runs and stumbles through Matoba’s main branch home, trying to get to Natsume as fast as he can.

“Why now? Why didn’t you think to tell me this before he joined? Aren’t you supposed to be his bodyguard?” Natori yells at the fat cat running in front of him.

They finally reach the back entrance where Natsume and Matoba stand.

“Natsume! You don’t have to do this!” Natori shouts as he tries to reason with Natsume. He then turns to Matoba in fury. “What were you thinking? Letting him do this?”

“Natori-san! It’s fine. I want to do this. I’m scared, but this has to be done.”

Matoba replies nonchalantly, “He’ll be fine. He has his shiki.”

“They’re my friends, Matoba. Stop referring to them as such.”

“Nanase-san…” Natori turns, pleading.

Nanase glances at Natori but keeps a look out for the coming youkai. “If this is something he wants to do, who am I to say no?”

“For his health?! He could die!”

Before anyone could answer umbrellas are raised.

WHUMP!

A clan member goes down.

“Youkai! You’re searching for your right eye, correct?” Natsume addresses the one eyed black blob of a youkai.

“Matoba…”

Natsume steels his nerves. “I am Natsume Takashi, the new Matoba clan head. I return your right eye to you.”

The black youkai stills, turning to the new voice.

…

It launches forward.

AN: If, for whatever reason, Natsume becomes part of the Matoba clan, I feel it would be Natsume’s duty to give back the right eye. I’m not sure if he actually would in canon, but I don’t think Natsume wants to live in constant fear of being targeted, regardless of his protective Dog’s Circle or future shiki.

#natsume yuujinchou #natsume's book of friends #My fic #Natsume Takashi #Natori Shuuichi #Nyanko-Sensei #Matoba Seiji

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kizu-tsukeru · 7 years

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Natsume Yuujinchou sickfic, light whump, a bit of angst and flashback-stuff, a bit of comfort; tags: bruised, fever, pain around 2000+ words

Some short fic about the 4.9 and .10 (Houdzuki-episodes) aftermath^^”” Cause it’s one of my fave little story arcs. Basically whump without plot~

possible tw: mentioning of eating habits

The sun had set long ago.

It was Nyanko-sensei who must have brought him back here, Natsume reasoned while he stared at the short, unilluminated path to the front door of his home. But he could barely even remember the flight. In fact, his memory of saying goodbye to Natori and Hiiragi had already started fading as well, started blurrying and turning into a dream; it had only been minutes since it happened.

But minutes didn’t feel like just minutes anymore and the closer he got to the quiet house, the fuzzier his head and the heavier his eyelids felt. At this point any pain creeping up on him stayed dull and far away from his consciousness, and maybe any other time this inability to recognize the aching would have concerned him. Right now though, it worked just in his favor. It would be helpful. He couldn’t let the consequences of this long day show.

He opened the door without making a sound and peeked inside. Thankfully the hallway was empty and dark; Natsume had half expected Touko to stand there, wringing a kitchen towel, worried about what was taking him so long. Instead there was only faint, warm light and indistinct talking coming from the kitchen.

Natsume figured he should have enough strength left to get by and up the stairs quickly, so the Fujiwaras wouldn’t get a too good look or ask what happened to him. He had to get it done fast. There was simply not enough resolve left in him to keep up the posture in front of them and play down his sore muscles and exhaustion. He was longing for sleep.

Nyanko hushed forward and sat down on the step, keeping a close look at Natsume while he lowered himself to the ground in stiff and painfully slow motions. He bit his lower lip suppressing an unvoluntary yelp as taking off his shoes took what seemed to be a ridiculous amount of muscle strength, something his shoulder and his ribs as well weren’t too fond of.

“I’m home,” Natsume finally breathed out, barely loud enough for the Fujiwaras to hear, and headed for the stairs as hurried as his sore limbs allowed him to. Although he didn’t stick around the hallway long enough to hear a clear answer from the pair, he could make out Touko mentioning dinner.

Right.

Natsume closed his door behind him and immediately slid down, back leaning against it, his legs stretched out in front of him. He closed his eyes. The room was engulfed in a comforting darkness, easy and comfortable on his pounding head.

Had he even eaten anything since breakfast?

Nyanko-sensei would love some dinner. And, it wouldn’t do himself any bad either, he knew that. If he focused really hard he would eventually notice how hungry he was, under the layers of bruises and cuts and dizziness and exhaustion.

So... Maybe...

A dull pain echoed through his body when he lost his balance and fell backwards, his torso meeting the hard ground but his head cushioned just in time by something furry and warm. Natsume gasped, his eyes flying open to meet Touko’s. Her hand covered her mouth in surprise.

“Takashi- What-”

Nyanko-sensei’s loud meowing complaints, coming from underneath his head, interrupted her harshly. It allowed Natsume a few more moments to slowly sit up, leaning on his good arm, while thinking of what he should say to explain himself. But his thoughts got stuck on the soft blanket he was tucked in as he tried to recall when exactly he covered himself in it.

“You were late for breakfast,” Touko continued, prompting him to prop himself up further. He could have sworn every bone in his body was hurting, from his skull down to the soles of his feet; but the shoulder and ribs were still off the worst. It had been easy to work through the pain while in the rush of the moment, while trying desperately to play the part of Houdzuki, because so much had depended on him and there had been no time to rest and think of how he felt and whether he should do something about it.

Now, there was too much open space for the consequences to sink in, and without a crucial distraction it got harder to ignore his injuries.

He tried not to meet her eyes when he shuffled back into his room and placed the blanket where it belonged. Touko didn’t need to see the expression he made at the waves of pain that ran through his upper body with every step he took, no matter how carefully he tried to tread. She didn’t need to witness his short breaths and gasps when he felt his ribs shifting, or the tears involuntarily forming in his eyes.

“I thought you might have overslept...” Touko stepped closer and although he was turned towards her now, he kept his head down. “You’re still in yesterday’s clothes, you fell asleep right at the door. And you look really pale.”

Her hand met his forehead and Natsume almost instinctively closed his eyes, holding himself back from leaning into the coolness of her palm.

“You are warm,” she stated, a frown in her voice.

The coolness wandered from his forehead to his cheek, a short brush over the tiny cut there, and he felt himself starting to lose his balance.

Natsume still kept his eyes to the ground.

That well-known bit of shame and embarassment crept up again; for being weird and getting in strange troubles and coming home looking all disheveled and ending up sick and not talking about anything that he had done while he was gone all day (but it would be even worse if he did talk) and for being a burden in general, on people he was barely related to.

He took a shivery breath, inwardly shaking his head at his own thoughts that he knew weren’t true, no matter how much they felt like they were. Those feelings were over. They didn’t apply anymore. They were the past.

A breath hitched in his throat, a remnant of an upcoming sob.

They were the past.

“How do you feel, Takashi?”

He winced in surprise at the question, as if something inside him got caught, as if she could hear his thoughts, and his bruises protested immediately.

He couldn’t let her know. Not about this. Not about having been swept down a river, and about getting hit by bunch of lumber logs which left him unconscious, and about sealing and unsealing a youkai and a god respectively, and about running through a whole hill-side barefoot. About doing all of this voluntarily and about this not being the first time.

Heart in his throat, Natsume forced himself to raise his head.

Touko’s eyes were warm and full of concern.

He wasn’t a burden, he wasn’t a burden, he wasn’t-

But he just couldn’t tell her.

“I’m actually a little dizzy,” Natsume finally replied, voice quiet and small and a little breathless. “Maybe it’s a cold.”

The bathroom was slowly filling with steam, as his head was filling with the noise of the hot water rushing into the tub. Natsume looked at his reflection in the mirror.

Precisely, he tried turning his head to get a look at the bruise that bothered him the most; the blue hues spreading over the skin of his shoulder blade down to the outer edges of his ribs, like bleeding watercolor originating from where his body first hit the surface of the running river. His fingertips slightly grazed over the upper part that he could reach, as if he tried to determine whether the colorful spot was actually there, and he winced at the cold touch.

It was definitely real. He didn’t know why he had to convince himself.

The steam was starting to cloud the mirror.

Natsume found more, smaller bruises on his forearm and knees, these ones already darker in color, from stumbling up and down the hill, and a few shallow cuts covering his face, hands and feet, from rushing through the forest. Those injuries were far away from as challenging as his contused torso, but harder to conceal and thus to explain. All he could hope for was that no one cared to ask about them.

He turned off the faucet and cautiously lowered himself into the warm water.

It was just after he stepped out of the tub - after a way too long bathing session in which he momentarily fell asleep - that the dizziness became overwhelming. Just- take one step at a time, Natsume told himself over and over, focused on keeping his stance upright by gripping the edge of the sink, against his blurry vision and weak knees and shaky hands. Nausea crept up in his throat.

Right. He still hadn’t eaten.

Not that that problem was going to be resolved in here, in the bathroom. He needed to get going, at least back to his bed.

Nyanko-sensei had been waiting in front of the door and greeted Natsume with a stern, silent look. Natsume didn’t give a comment either. His head was pounding, and he was inwardly wincing with every step he took back to his room, his feet painfully sore, reminding him of the forest grounds he had run and slid across, covered in sticks and stones. Although he had just been practically boiled in the tub he had chills run down his back. Another wave of dizziness hit him hard, having him pausing in his tracks and leaning into the wall.

Under normal circumstances it should have taken him seconds to get back to his room. Now he feared it might take him half an hour at least.

“Natsume,” Nyanko whispered and hurried in front of the boy, as if he was ready to cushion another fall. But Natsume steadied himself and looked forward, over Nyanko’s head. He wanted to avoid crashing into the ground as much as he could; the shock from the first time it happened was still stuck in his aching limbs, even though the cat had taken some of the blow for him.

Not tracing his hand away from the wall Natsume reached the room after a few more long-stretched minutes, putting all his willpower in moving his feet forward and keeping his body upwards. He could do it. Just a little more, just a little further.

His eyes were barely open when he stumbled inside, his surroundings twirling as if his room had turned into a carousel while he was gone, and he couldn’t make out anymore in which direction he was even going, ending up tripping over his own feet and landing hard on his knees and hands, on his futon. The impact sent another wave of dull pain through his body, so sudden and crushing it made his eyes water. With a shivery sigh Natsume slowly rolled over to lay on his unbruised side, facing the still open door and gasping for air.

A far away voice; Nyanko speaking, saying something Natsume couldn’t make out over his own loud, desperate breathing, a weak attempt to counteract the pulsing pain in his ribs because using his lungs made it worse as well. No matter what he did, it hurt.

There was no getting out of it.

There was no stopping it, was there? He needed to make it stop. Somehow. Please.

There were footsteps coming down the hallway.

Or maybe it was his pounding heart, his blood rushing in his ears in a frantic rhythm-

-so loud it turned into the deafening brawling of the river, the ice cold waves washing over him and pulling him under, the water flowing into his nose and throat and his own harsh coughs scratching in his throat, and the struggling to move against the brutal force of nature to get his head up and high and out, against his battered bones and-

Then Nyanko’s face filled his frame of view as the cat nudged his forehead against Natsume’s and started purring.

And the crushing waves were replaced by soothing humming.

And the stabbing cold turned into a blanket of body warmth.

And the frantic struggles for survival became softening muscles and melting into the mattress.

“Touko-san will be back soon,” Nyanko said quietly when he noticed Natsume’s heartbeat was regular again. “You should try staying awake to get some food in you.”

A tiny smile slipped over Natsume’s face as he closed his eyes; a silent apology for not being able to follow this request.

#natsume yuujinchou #whump #fever #pain #sick #hah i'm posting this three hours late but i'm posting it!!#please let me know what you think #writing #aw

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whumpapedia · 6 years

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Natsume yûjinchô

Season 3 episode 12

Character: Takashi Natsume

Whump: attacked, collapses, fever, nightmares, angst

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Added :) Thank you

#Anime #submission #modfyeahvulnerablemen