#no.5

[celtic-crossbow]

Whumptober 2023

No. 1: “How Many Fingers am I Holding Up?” | No. 5: Debris

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader (pre-relationship)

Setting: Prison era

Warnings: Head injury

‘Please, don’t be dead. Please, don’t be dead!’ The railing on the stairs wobbled— a testament to the poor solidity of the building— as you hurried down the two floors separating you from the archer. The both of you agreed to tread carefully when entering the old hospital, the look of it not inspiring confidence but the probability of what it could contain overpowering any hesitance. Medical supplies were scarce in this world. Two Tylenol tablets and a pack of gauze would mean everything in what used to be the simplest of situations. 

“Daryl?” You called as loudly as you dared after shoving open the heavy metal door to the ground level. The hole in the flooring was easy to spot with the beam of your flashlight, several feet wide with dust still rising from the collapse. Your stomach twisted when there was no immediate reply, but another call was not necessary when you saw a piece of debris shift. A low groan followed the movement. You would swear that the moisture in your eyes was from the dust in the air. 

You had to hold the light in your mouth to help move the rubble covering him, but there he was. A little worse for wear but in one piece and blinking up at you with a dazed expression. The flashlight was propped against some of the wreckage so that your hands were free to help him sit up. 

“Are you okay?” He blinked a few more times and pressed the heel of his palm to his forehead. He didn’t answer, minutely swaying where he sat. “Dixon, are you with me?” 

Daryl finally seemed to realize you were speaking to him and met your eyes, more than a little disoriented. “Huh?” 

Worry gnawed at your heart. “Are you alright? How do you feel?”

“Like I jus’ fell through the floor fer a half full bottle’a meds.” His speech was a bit slurred, his movements slow and jerky. He held up the aforementioned antibiotics and shook the bottle lightly. “Still got ‘em though.”

You couldn’t help but smile. “Let me look you over and then we’ll get out of here.” You left no room for argument. The archer quickly squeezed his eyes shut when the flashlight was pointed toward his face, swatting at your hand lazily. “Stop it, I need to look at your eyes, you big baby.” 

“Yeah, yeah.” He slowly peeled open one and then the other, keeping his hand in front of them while they adjusted to the light. After a few seconds, he dropped his arm so you could see two evenly sized, reactive pupils. 

“Good. That’s good.” Lowering the light, you reached for the back of his head before he could think to stop the unwanted touch. Your fingers quickly probed at a wet, raised area. 

“Hey! Tha’ hurts, woman!”

“You’ve got a decent sized bump on your noggin, Dixon. How many fingers am I holding up?” You had perfected the art of ignoring his griping over the span of months you’d spent with him, a feat that the others in your little apocalypse family wished they all could achieve. Or maybe he just wasn’t as grumpy with you to begin with. Your hand hovered between you, three fingers wiggling to get his attention. 

Daryl scoffed and began preparing himself to stand, nonchalantly flipping up his middle finger. “How many m’ I holdin’ up?” 

You sighed with a fond smile, dropping your hand to his arm to help him get to his feet. “Yeah, you’re okay enough to get back to Hershel.” It was a bit of a struggle getting him upright, and he swayed a little before you settled his arm over your shoulders. “I’m driving.” 

“Hell no, ‘ve been through ‘nough today.” His tone was gruff but not angry. 

“And I’d like to make it in one piece. I bet you see two of me right now, don’t you?”

“Wouldn’t be such a bad thing, don’ reckon.” 

You could feel your cheeks burn. You ducked your head when you felt him staring at you and pinched his side playfully. 

“You must’ve really hit your head, Dixon.”

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[omgiamwish]

Whumptober 2023 Day 5 - Pinned Down

#whumptober2023 #no.5 #pinned down #rottmnt #art #blood #injury #tmnt #tmnt 2018 #donatello #fan art #artists on tumblr

[losthavenmine]

Whumptober 2023 Day 5 || "You better pray I don't get up this time around"

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[insertsomthinawesome]

WHUMPTOBER 2022 - DAY 5 - Hyperthermia ASDFSDFSDFSDFSDF quite late but we’re here now xD Kaeya doesn’t want to know when Diluc learned to do that. -NO ROMANCE INCLUDED-

#Whumptober2022 #no.5 #hyperthermia #genshin impact #digital art #injury #fire #passing out #fainting #whumptober #isa's fanart #insertsomthinawesome #October2022 #weeeee #i had this one done before the month even started i just #did not want to work on splitting up the pages xD #i draw these on one long file then cut them into appropriat sized bits #so i was being lazy essentially AHAHAHAHAHAHHA #jean #diluc #kaeya #kaeya genshin impact #diluc genshin impact #jean genshin impact #diluc ragnvindr #kaeya alberich #jean gunhildr

[aceofwhump]

Day 5: Pinned Down

Teen Wolf 3x02 | 9-1-1 6x18 | The Eternals | Stargate Atlantis 5x01 | Casualty | The A-Team 3x05 | Arctic Air 1x02 | 9-1-1 6x18 |Hawaii Five-0 4x19 | Stargate SG-1 2x07 | Doctor Who 3x01 | Broadchurch 2x03 | Spiderman: Homecoming | The Man From U.N.C.L.E

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[sasuga-whump]

Whumptober 2023: Day Five - Pinned Down

Reunion the Sound of the Providence Season 2 Ep 25

Liu Sang is rescued and treated after being poisoned during human experimentation

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[whumpypepsigal]

Whumptober 2023 | No. 5

Alternative prompt: Drugging

The Ark s01e09: “You are just going to sleep.”

@whumptober @whumptober-archive

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[sageokami]

The adventures of spider dilf and delusion furry

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[whumpneto]

Whumptober 2022 - No. 5 EVERY WHUMPEE’S NEEDS

Blood Loss | Running Out of Air | Hyperthermia

Milo Ventimiglia as Peter Petrelli in Heroes (S01E11)

#whumptober2022 #no.5 #running out of air #heroes #1x11 #fallout #peter petrelli #milo ventimiglia #sick #collapse #gasping #my gifs #queue

[jasmines-library]

No Escape

WHUMPTOBER 2023 DAY FIVE: prompt: pinned down/debris.

Fandom: The lost boys.

Summary: After a storm leaves the vampires stranded in the cave, things get heated between you. You decide to retreat into the cave, needing some separation from the boys; but the storm has other ideas to take that separation further when part of the cave collapses.

Warnings: blood, gore, being crushed, vampire turning.

Word count: 1.6k

MASTERLIST ⛤ WHUMPTOBER WORKS

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The rain hammered loudly against the roof of the cave. It trickled through the cracks trailing downhill before tumbling off the edges, splattering at the entrance and creating its very own curtain of water. The waves thundered against the cliff, a churning wall of white water as the wind howled and the sky grumbled angrily.

The storm had brought the five of you indoors, having left the boardwalk early you were now all milling around the cave. Paul and Marko had resorted to flicking small stones at their dark haired counterpart who was circling the old water fountain on his skateboard. You sat besides them, watching the night sky ignite as lightning pillared down towards the ground.

“I don’t like the sound of this storm.” David huffed out through a puff of his cigarette. He was perched atop of the old wheelchair he treated like a throne.

“It’s the worst I’ve seen in a while.” You agreed.

Santa Carla was always nice during the summer, but you couldn’t say the same for when winter began to roll around.

Marko laughed. “Oh babe, you ain’t seen nothing yet.” He reached around and pushed you playfully on your shoulder. “You would have loved that big one back in ‘39?”

You were still a half. Still half human. And the boys liked to make it known.

“Of course, if you decided to join us now, you would be able to see these things with us.”

“We agreed-“

Paul rolled his eyes and whined. “We know what we agreed babe, but it’s just so much more exciting to have you now.”

“Seriously? Is that all I am to you?”

“Y/N, come on doll that’s not what he meant-“ Marko interrupted.

“Well it’s what he said.”

Dwayne placed a careful hand on your shoulder and gave it a squeeze, steering you back towards the group, but what came out of his mouth wasn’t what you were expecting from him. “Relax a little Y/N. It’s okay to have fun once in a while.

You pushed away from him agape and scoffed, before turning away briskly and venturing down one of the caves' many tunnels to seek refuge away from the boys. You could hear them calling after you, though none of them made any move to chase after you.

“Y/N, come on. We’re sorry-”

You ignored their calls and half arsed attempts at an apology, and stormed further away into the cave, towards your own room.

The boys looked at David, who shrugged nonchalantly. “Her loss.” Before taking another long drag of his cigarette.

~~~

As the night began to draw old, the storm had begun to get worse. The cave groaned loudly as the rain continued its heavy pelt against the cliff. Despite your walkman blaring your favourite mixtape loudly in your ears, you could still hear the raucous of your boys in the main cave.

You didn’t want to be mad at them, not really, but balancing life as a half was hard; and something that they had long forgotten. you were constantly tired having to balance day and night, your joints ached in ways that you never imagined, and worst of all was the hunger that was imminent, always there in the back of your mind like an itch you couldn’t scratch.

You pushed yourself up from your bed and began to make your way back down the winding network of tunnels when thunder ricocheted across the caverns. The whole cave shook.

A sea of small pebbles began to trickle down the walls. Shit. The cave trembled as it began to give way. Your feet slapped against the uneven floor as you tried to weave away from the collapsing roof. There was a loud crackle as one of the old beams began to splinter. You pushed forwards, but your human legs wouldn’t allow you to move fast enough. This began to get worse when you foot caught on a piece of debris, sending you spit king to the floor. And that was when the beam gave way, hurtling stacks of rock towards your helpless body.

~~~

The vampires had drifted into their own activities when they heard it; a fateful crash that echoed around the cave’s walls.

Dwayne’s head perked up from the book he was scanning though, though he hadn’t really been paying much attention to the words that were printed on the page. His mind was too occupied thinking about you. So, naturally your name was the first thing that fell from his lips when he heard the tumbling of the rocks.

He was up in his feet in an instant, racing towards your bedroom. His brothers were hot on his heels. They didn’t have to go far before they smelt it. Sweet and fresh. Blood. Your blood.

“Y/n…” Marko muttered as he stumbled upon the collapse of debris.

All four of their hearts, had they still been beating, would have stopped right there and then.

You were pinned, flat on your back, under a blanket of rubble and parts of the wooden beam which had failed to do its job. The blood they could see was coming from your temple, it dribbled into your hair from where your head hung back, and from your nose. The impact had left you with a nasty set of vertigo too.

David swallowed thickly. He could also smell the blood he couldn’t see. The thin sheen of blood that appeared in the bruises that consumed your body. Blood that crept into your lungs and out of your organs. He could tell that the others could smell it too from their paler than usual complexions.

“Get it off her.” He barked, moving towards the debris.

The four of them made fast work of removing the smaller pieces. Your eyes were closed, but David could hear you struggling for breath; the wheezing in your chest was far from pleasant to listen to.

The larger pieces on top of you were harder to move. Despite their vampiric strength, it was still a task to move and they didn’t want to risk moving anything without knowing the extent of your injuries first. Dwayne, who was the closest thing to a doctor that they had access to (even though that wasn’t very close), had told them that if anything was lodged in your body, it was best to keep it in there to stop you bleeding out .

Paul patted your face, turning your head gently in his hands. “Y/N? Baby. Please wake up. You have to wake up.”

The vampires watched your face, frowning when you. They tried again. Still nothing. That was when David ran a fingernail along the length of his wrist. The scent of his blood had your eyes flickering open within seconds, though as soon as your body regained consciousness, you were hit with a blinding, consuming pain.

“Doll?” The curly haired boy asked.

You could do nothing but whimper in response.

“Baby, I need you to tell us where it hurts the most.”

“Everywhere.” You cried out through gritted teeth. “Please.. make it stop.”

Dwayne felt tears prick his eyes as he moved towards you, stroking your hair. “We will baby, but we can’t help unless you tell us. Please… you have to try.”

“Right thigh.” You grunted out, “stomach…”

He nodded knowingly.

With each of their hands gripped firmly around the edges of the debris, they hauled the piece away. You screamed as the movement shifted your body, and the release of pressure made the pain intensify. Luckily, there seemed to be no puncture wound, though the way that your leg was bent screamed to them that your femur was definitely broken.

Your chest gurgled as your tried to suck in air greedily, but it left you doubled over in a coughing fit. Marko froze at the blood that coaxed your hand when you pulled away. It stained your teeth red and had a coppery taste against your tongue. Whimpering, you eased yourself back down.

Paul stoked your hair gently, whispering tender reassurances into your ear as he looked up uncertainly to the other three who stood watching you shell shocked from various places within the small space.

When your eyes began to feel heavy, there was a pinch against your skin as Marko rushed to your side.

“Don’t you go falling asleep on me babe. The night is still young.”

Had you not been in agony, you would have chucked at his remark. The night was actually in fact, very old, and Marko wished that he could just screw his eyes shut and wake up where all of this was just a dream. Your out of beat heart wouldn’t let him forget that though.

“Y/n?” David asked.

“Hm?” Even the noise you made was laced with pain.

“Please.. let us help you. Turning you will let your heal quicker and-“

David cut himself off, watching you anxiously. You were struggling to breath now; in a pained state, your chest heaved quickly. White spots tickled the edge of your vision as you tried to plaster your eyes open, but the pain was much duller where it was darker. The darkness allowed you to let go of everything, to stop feeling full stop, so you gave in, but not before mumbling out a reply.

~~~

“Do it.” The command was barely a whisper, pushed out across dry lips. But all four of them heard it, nonetheless.

“David?” Paul freaked when your body slumped even more into his lap.

“Go.” He turned to Marko and Dwayne. “Find her something. Anything.”

The listened to your heartbeat slow, listened to the blood pumping around your body being to cease.

“She hasn’t got much time left.”

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<- DAY FOUR ⛤ DAY SIX ->

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[mystery-star]

Whumptober 2023 - Day 5 | Debris

Master and Commander - The Far Side of the World (2003)

#whumptober 2023 #no.5 #debris #master and commander #master and commander the far side of the world #gif #battle #age of sail #boat media #jack aubrey #russell crowe #hms surprise #age of sail media #gifs #my gifs #movieedit #movie gifs #aubreyad #aubrey maturin #aubrey-maturin #aubreyad series #aubrey maturin series

[whumpetywhump]

Whumptober Day 5 - Pinned Down

Are You Safe? - Ep. 5

Avalanche - Ep. 10

Bulgasal: Immortal Souls - Ep. 15

Prisoner - Ep. 1

The Uncanny Counter 2 - Ep. 11

#whumptober 2023 #no.5 #pinned down #are you safe #avalanche #bulgasal immortal souls #prisoner #the uncanny counter 2 #whump #kwhump #cwhump #jwhump #asian whump #gifs

[gierosajie-art]

Whumptober 2023 Prompt List | No. 5: “You better pray I don't get up this time around.” | Pinned Down

[Venti gets possessed concept Idk]

#whumptober2023 #no.5 #pinned down #genshin impact #art #fanart #possession #venti gets possessed concept Idk #yeah that's the actual tag #the art drawer #only a sketch because I'm not drawing that outfit rendered here-

[whumpsday]

K&J: Kane's Whumptober Bites #5

Chronological masterlist / Writing order masterlist

content: vampire whumpee, defiant whumpee, broken bones, torture, captivity

@whumptober Day 5: “You better pray I don't get up this time around.” / Pinned Down / “It's broken.”

this one's early captivity kane, when he still has fight in him :)

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“Fuck you!” Kane shouted, tears in his eyes and voice alike. He hated it. He’d always been an angry crier, and it didn’t help that he was terrified out of his mind, now, too.

Not that he’d ever admit it.

“That’s not very nice,” the hunter pinning him with a boot to the chest mocked.

Kane should have been able to crush him. He would have been able to, the pressure on his chest not even the mildest of inconveniences, but he hadn’t fed in over a month. His body was running on fumes. He hated how good the hunter smelled.

The thought snowballed, became inescapable, and he found himself weakly snapping at the hunter’s ankle. Pinned like this, it was just barely out of reach.

“Hey.” The hunter suddenly stomped down, a couple of Kane’s brittle ribs. He gasped, yanked out of his blood-crazed fervor.

“I’ll kill you,” he wheezed, any force he tried to put behind the threat dying. It was too hard to breathe, and the hunter’s boot still dug into his broken bones– it only made him cry more, until his view of his tormenter became too blurred with tears to make out.

The hunter laughed and pressed down harder. Kane would have screamed if he were able, shards of bone pressing into his lungs. “Yeah, you keep telling yourself that.”

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[whumpslist]

Whumptober 2023 no.5 'Debris | Pinned Down'

La Brea episode 2.13 "Fool's Gold"

Levi (Nicholas Gonzales) is wounded and pinned down under the debris.

@whumptober @whumptober-archive

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[cyberwhumper]

One instant, one moment of carelessness, was all it took for their roles to instantly flip. Dog's massive body towers over him, cold metal claws pushing the entirety of its body weight down on his fragile bones.

Vina could feel his ribs cracking, buckling under the sheer amount of pressure. Arms desperately looking for something to grab onto, something to push it off himself. Dog watches over him with cold, unexpressive eyes.

"You will submit. Or you will die." Voice as cold as its eyes. Hurts just as much as the weight, if not more. "Choose."

"No!" He cries out, tries to push him away, tries to free himself. "Please! You're hurting me!"

Every breath feels like it's shallower than the last, lungs struggling for whatever space they can find to expand under the compressive force and failing miserably. Vina panics. If he doesn't say anything quick, soon he will have no breath to say anything at all.

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