#sedation whump

[whumpetywhumpwhump]

Sedate your whumpees. Do it whether they want to be sedated or not.

Perhaps they're trying to fight against the doctors who are attempting to help them because they don't understand what's going on, and all caretaker can do is stand back and tearily watch the needle slip in and whumpee's consciousness slowly slip away. Their limp arm is placed back down on the sheets beside them and the doctors now have no resistance to their treatment plan.

Or maybe whumpee is in so much pain/discomfort that they're begging to be sedated. All they want is to be unconscious so they don't have to be aware of all that they're suffering through. The feeling of going under is terrifying to them, but it's worth it. Caretaker sits beside the bed holding their hand, watching the glaze enter their eyes as they start to blink slowly, then drift off.

In either situation, the result is that the whumpee looks peaceful at last. Whether they're actually peaceful within is a whole other thing

#whump #whumpee #sedation #sedation whump #sedative whump #whump prompts #sickfic whump #whump prompt #med whump

[whitecoatwhump]

It's nice when a whumpee is fighting against being restrained, and upon failing to escape just lets out this guttural scream as they writhe in their binds. Maybe they start sobbing in the middle of it, or maybe the scream slowly dies down when someone sedates the whumpee

#whump #whump prompt #lab whump #medical whump #sedation whump #drug whump

[oliversrarebooks]

#sedation #whump #sedation whump #if you try to stick your hand in it to get something free #guess what happens to you #sedation vending machine

[hurtmyfavsthanks]

Stick a gas mask on your bound Whumpee, tell them you’re going to sedate them, and make them wait. 

Just think of how anxious they’ll be! Constantly vigilant for a hissing noise or strange smell or anything that could show it’s started. Leave them there for hours, with nothing to do but breathe and wait, fear gnawing at them with each passing moment. Let them exhaust themselves with their fear, trying so hard to breathe shallowly that they make themselves dizzy. Let them wonder if that exhaustion is from the stress, or if the drug has already entered their system. Let them be terrified of even closing their eyes.

By the time it actually begins, Whumpee would be so anxious that they’d simply panic. Fighting desperately against their restraints, torn between begging for it to stop and holding their breath. When they are forced to inhale, it’s in sporadic, desperate gasps. Each breath feels like a defeat, each breath drags them closer and closer to oblivion. And yet it’s inevitable, a fight against their very body that they’ve no chance of winning. Their own body is being used to drag them under, and it’s terrifying. As the numbness and exhaustion starts to spread, all Whumpee can do is cry. When they finally succumb, the mask is wet with tears.

Sometimes anticipation is the worst form of torture.

#whump #whump promt #whumpee #whumper #drugged whumpee #sedation whump #medical whump #my stuff #forced sedation

[whump-and-other-misfortunes]

Whumpee being drugged or poisoned, but not by force. Even though they don't want to, they take whatever it is Whumper gives them willingly, because they know if they don't, Whumper will do something much worse to them.

#whump #whump prompt #whumpblr #whump writing #noncon drugging #drugged whumpee #sedation whump #poison whump #i just love whumpees who reluctantly obey #bc they're scared of what whumper could do instead #requests open

[redd956]

Nothing in whump hits me like nonhuman whumpee who has been so heavily restrained, and sedated that Caretaker just stares at them, questioning every moral in their body. They just stare, having the slow and excruciating realization that whumpee is not a threat if these are lengths humans are always willing to go.

All it takes is the movement of glazed over eyes, or a single tear from the creature before them, and Caretaker will break down.

#whump #3am whump thought #whump drabble #nonhuman whumpee #sedation whump #whump sedation #whump ideas #whump prompt #whump stuff #caretaker

[only-shadows-dwell-where-we-are]

Whump drabble - Sedative

Whumpee wakes up in a room full of beeping equipment and unfamiliar faces partially covered by masks. Terrified and confused, they begin to thrash around on the bed, desperately trying to rip out their IV. The faceless people begin yelling.

"Calm down!"

"Stop that, it's okay!"

They don't stop, and continue thrashing against the grip of the nurses trying to pin their arms to their side.

"Sedate them!"

A nurse approches holding a syringe.

"No!" Whumpee screams.

They bite the nearest nurse, who lets go of their grip on Whumpee, swearing.

"Hurry, do it now!"

And then, a new voice. "STOP!"

Caretaker pushes the nurses aside. "It's okay, you don't need that. I can calm them down."

The nurses, irritated, look at each other doubtfully.

"Just, let me at least try first." Caretaker says.

The syringe is put out of sight in a pocket of the nurses' scrubs - for now.

"Hey, Whumpee. It's me." Caretaker says softly as they approach.

Whumpee can hear the beeping of their heart rate, still just as fast.

"Remember me?" Caretaker asks. They sit on the edge of the bed, smiling softly. "I know it's scary. But you're okay, it's alright." They place a hand on Whumpee's shoulder.

And Whumpee screams. Their hands shoot out, shoving Caretaker backwards with enough force to send them tumbling to hospital machinery and equipment. Tools clatter to the floor.

Instantly, the nurses leap on Whumpee.

"NO! LET ME GO!!" They scream so hard their voice cracks.

"SEDATE THEM, NOW!" A nurse yells.

The syringe is coming closer and closer, but Whumpee isn't able to move out of the way. The nurses' grip is too tight, and they watch in terror as the syringe is driven straight into their thigh. They scream, one last, long and terrified animalistic scream as the contents are injected into the muscle. The syringe is pulled out, and the nurses, slowly and hesitantly let go of Whumpee. Whumpee pants and heaves, their vision blurring. They can just barely see Caretaker being helped to their feet by the nurses.

And then their eyes roll back in their head, and their head lolls to the side as the sedative pulls them into unconsciousness.

#whump community #whumpblr #noncon drugging #medical whump #needles tw #sedated whumpee #sedation whump #forced sedation #noncon sedation #whump fics #whump drabble #defiant whumpee #caretaker and whumpee #hospital setting

[cats-and-confusion]

hhhhhhnnhmnhhjghhhh,,,,

#whump #sedation whump #chapter 18 of the curse of lalin got me frothing at the mouth rn. rereading it over and over. look at his scared little face against the #door. helpless. held at needle point. held down. #i wanna ruffle his hair.

[hufflepuffwritingstuff2]

Sleep, Please

"Whumpee," Caretaker pleaded, "you need to go to sleep, please."

Whumpee shook their head vigorously from their spot on the bed. They were sitting up with their arms folded across their chest. Caretaker had tried to make everything comfortable- they had given Whumpee extra blankets and pillows, and had even brought in a night light, but Whumpee wouldn't so much as lay down and relax.

"Whumpee, come on, you've been awake for days, what's the worst that can happen?"

That was the wrong thing to ask. Tears brimmed in Whumpee's eyes as they answered.

"Everytime I close my eyes," Whumpee said with a shudder, "I see them."

"Whumper?"

Tears were streaming down Whumpee's face now.

"Yes."

Caretaker sighed. They understood Whumpee didn't want to have nightmares, but they couldn't run on empty forever. There were dark circles under Whumpee's eyes, and they were swaying on the spot. Caretaker felt the syringe in their pocket. They really didn't want to have to use it, but Medic had insisted.

If they don't go to sleep, Medic's words echoed, give them this.

Caretaker looked at Whumpee again. Everytime their eyes closed, they would jerk awake a few seconds later. Caretaker couldn't bear to see them like this.

"Whumpee," Caretaker said, "you know I care about you, right?"

Whumpee looked taken aback.

"Yeah, why?" Whumpee asked.

"You also know that since I care about you, I only have your best interests at heart."

Whumpee nodded, a confused expression on their tired face.

"Good, come here."

Caretaker wrapped Whumpee in a gentle hug. Whumpee melted into the touch. Caretaker gingerly pulled out the syringe. Tears pricking their eyes, they plunged it into Whumpee's shoulder and pushed down on the depressor. Whumpee tensed in their hold. They tried to wriggle free, but Caretaker held on tighter.

"What did you do!?" Whumpee cried, their breathing coming in short gasps.

"Shhh," Caretaker soothed, though their voice was strained, "I'm so sorry, but you need to sleep."

"No! I don't! I won't!"

"It's okay," Caretaker said, "I'll be right here the whole time. I promise to wake you up if you have a bad dream."

"No..."

Whumpee's body fell slack in Caretaker's arms. Caretaker checked to see that Whumpee's eyes were only half-open. They gently leaned Whumpee back against the pillows and covered them with the blankets.

"Hhng," Whumpee tried.

"It's gonna be okay," Caretaker said, running a hand through Whumpee's hair. Caretaker didn't stop until Whumpee's eyes had fluttered shut and their breathing had grown deep and even. When they were certain that Whumpee was asleep, Caretaker finally allowed themselves to cry.

#whumpee x caretaker #writeblr #writing #whump #creative writing #snippet #drugging #noncon drugging #caretaker x whumpee #forced sedation #sedation whump #sleep whump #sleep deprivation #hurt/comfort #whump snippet #drabble #whump drabble

[a-class-attempter]

“Awww, you can barely move.” Whumper pulled the sedated Whumpee up into their lap. “What would you do without me?”

I’d probably be happy, Whumpee thought, but they couldn’t help but be grateful for Whumper’s gentle touch.

#whump #whump prompt #sedation whump #whump writing #whump dialogue #creepy whumper #intimate whumper #defiant whumpee #whumplr #still don’t know what i’m doing

[vinnydacat]

1.

BEGINING

Gibson awoke slowly. 

The first thing he noticed as the room spun around him was that there was a gag over his mouth. He attempts to move it, but then he realizes the second thing in his groggy mind. 

He was strapped down on a table, and there was an oxygen mask on his face. He weakly claws at the mask, groaning. Then a blurry figure walks in. 

They tsk at Gibson, before grabbing his hands and placing them at his side. His room stops spinning as he adjusts to where he Is, although thoroughly confused. 

“W-where am I-I?” He asks quietly. The person tsks again, then shakes their head.

“Gibson, I’m glad you’re awake, but asking questions isn’t necessary right now. I’ll tell you all you need to know in due time, darling.” They smile. “I’m Merrik, and you’ll soon get the other answers to your questions. For now…” Merrik presses a button on a controller in their hand, and weird-smelling gas floods Gibson’s mask. He coughs as he inhales some, making him dizzy again. 

Merrik smiles on him as he pushes the mask down on Gibson. “It’s alright, my darling. Take it in for now, you’re safe.” Gibson doesn’t remember passing out. 

#sedition #drug whump #drugged whumpee #sedation whump

[i-write-it-all23]

17 DOWN

TW: Drugging, needles, doctor, controlling villain.

Addison hasn't slept in days. Her eyes are bleary. She has been fighting the drugs. She won't eat. She won't talk. Her hand strays to the ink on her neck almost as often as the blinks. All-day, she stares at the walls. All day, she cries.

Kara can't touch her. Her sad little pet won't allow it. She won't take pills. She looks like she might collapse at any given moment. She's down.

Kara reaches for the phone, dialing the WPO doctor. The man picks up quickly as if he had been awaiting the call. "Wild Pets Organization Healthcare Department, how can I be of assistance?"

Kara chews her lip, feeling sadness inside. "It's my pet. I don't know what's happened to her."

"Can you describe her symptoms?"

"She won't eat, sleep, or obey me. This started a few days ago. She's refusing the drug dosages and she won't let me get near her."

"Is she talking? Using her words to tell you what's wrong?"

"She hasn't spoken in days," Kara breathes.

"I see," the doctor mutters. She hears him leaf through papers. "If you would like some assistance, I could send a few of my people over to administer a few anti-depressants as well as sedatives in order for you to get closer. We can also install a feeding tube for the eating problem."

She winces at the thought of her precious little thing being held down. Even so, this has to be done. Addi could die. "T-that would be great. Please come as soon as possible. I can't bear to look at the state of her much longer."

...

"These nice men are going to help you get better. Don't fight them please." The four orderlies surround her bed quietly. She barely notices them. She can barely feel her anger. Or submission. She can barely feel her will to live. All life has gone from her eyes. She is a prisoner. And she knows that now.

A hand snatches up her wrist. Addi weakly tries to resist. "S-s-stop," she whispers. A sharp pain invades her arm. A needle. Addi realizes what these men are here to do. They're here to make her nice and sleepy to be Kara's plaything again. They have succeeded.

Addi's mind blurs. She tries to stay upright but she can't. The drug makes gravity heavier. The world swims before her eyes. She is pulled into Kara's lap once more. "N-no. I-I-I don't want it!" She screams. "G-get away!" She fights as long as her limbs will let her. They grow heavy. Her senses fade. She once again slips into that state of dreaming just before sleep.

Needles keep getting plugged into her. She barely flinches at each. Her eyelids only flutter a little. They shove a tube into her nose and she feels it in her throat. She only thrashes some.

Kara runs her hands through her little dove's hair. "There, there, little one, don't be scared. Doesn't that feel much better? You don't have to worry about what's real and what isn't. It'll all mix soon enough."

The master says it all with tears running down her face. What has happened to the trust between them? She traces the letters of her name on her pet's skin. What has happened to poor little Addi?

#drugged whump #whumpee #whumperflies #whump #every week #write #sedation whump #sedating #Addison #Kara #Hazel

[whitecoatwhump]

Todays vibe:

The amount of time it takes for a drug to start working

• Needing the strength to hold a chloroform-laced rag against a struggling whumpee’s mouth for 5+ minutes

• Whumpee stumbling through the woods for a few minutes after being hit with a tranquilizer dart. Their pursuers catch up to them soon after they collapse

• Whumpee taking (or being forced to take) a pill to calm them down. An agonizing 15 minutes pass before it starts to take effect

• Watching the scientists set up for the day’s experiments. The IV drugs pull them down quickly, but there’s still enough time to worry about the changes they’ll wake up to

(The time it takes to work may vary based on dosage and body weight)

#whump #whump prompt #lab whump #drug whump #sedation whump

[hurtmyfavsthanks]

June of Doom day 23

 “how many fingers am I holding up?” (poison/rash/double cross)

Villain heard the moment Hero dropped, their body making a dull thump as they fell to the ground. They were limp when Villain arrived, pupils blown wide and eyes opened to mere slits. They wouldn’t be coherent again for several hours. They wouldn’t be conscious at all in a few minutes. Villain had made sure the dose would be strong enough to work quickly.

“I’m sorry about this. I know this isn’t what you wanted,” Villain whispered, knowing that Hero couldn’t hear them. They knew it was wrong, a total betrayal of trust that Hero would never forgive. They’d become close over the months, spending much of their time outside of uniform together. When the capes were off, they weren’t supposed to do things like this, interfering with each others’ plans. And yet here Villain was, betraying that trust and drugging Hero so they couldn't fly off and save the day. 

It was selfish and Villain didn’t expect to be forgiven, but they didn’t regret the decision either. The upcoming raid on Supervillain was a suicide mission with no chance of success, and no amount of Hero’s optimisation would make that less true. Villain had told them as much, had shouted and yelled until their face turned blue, and yet it seemed that nothing they said got through to Hero. 

Carefully, Villain lifted Hero into their arms. Hero groaned at the touch, eyes opening marginally but never focusing on Villain’s face. "I won't let you die, I won't let you become a martyr," Villain promised. They carried Hero up to their shared bedroom, opening the closet and rummaging until they found one of Hero's uniforms. After a whispered apology, Villain made quick work of forcing Hero into their uniform, making sure their mask was firmly in place. They couldn't let Hero's agency think their identity was compromised after all.

With Hero dressed, Villain made quick work of dressing themselves. From there, it was easy for Villain to use their powers to teleport the two of them to an old hideout. It was easy to bind Hero's limp body to a chair, to set them up like a prop for a show. And it was a show, because they wouldn't allow Hero's reputation to be tarnished by an unexplained disappearance on the eve of battle. 

As they began recording the hostage video, Villain gave a wicked grin and prayed it hid the sadness in their eyes. “I suppose you’re all wondering where your precious Hero is, yes?”

#does it count as poison if it isn't meant to kill??? #idk idk #hero whumpee #villain whumper #reluctant whumper #drugged whumpee #for their own good #sedation whump #whump #june of doom #june of doom day 23 #my stuff #hero x villain

[the-three-whumpeteers]

The whumpee hadn’t even registered the fact that he’d been rescued, they were too dazed and confused because of the cocktail of sedatives the whumper gave them on a regular basis. It takes a very long time for the whumpee to realize what’s going on, and even then, they think it might just all be a dream.

#dedicated to the fact that I have a weak cold but the only medication I have on hand is extra strong night cold medicine #I’m passing out like a ROCK tonight BABY #whump #whump prompt #whump scenario #whumpee #aramis stabs someone #whump prompts #sedation #drugged whumpee

[redd956]

Mini Whump Prompt 50

Whumpee having something injected into their neck by Caretaker, relaxing into Caretaker's grasp, losing the ability to hold their weight.

#whump #whump prompt #mini whump prompt #mini whump prompts #whump ideas #whump prompts #cw needles #drugging whump #medical whump #sedation whump #whump sedation