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thoughtsonhurtandcomfort · 1 year

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Stapler for Arrin from the tiny whumpee prompt list?

from this list, i think!

Content Warnings: demon whump, tiny whumpee, shrunken whumpee, tail whump, pinned down, staples as restraints, smothered, broken bones, rescue, caretaker briefly accidentally hurts whumpee

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Alex doesn't spare a moment to ask who did this or how when he finally finds Arinn.

He nearly misses the familiar voice feebly calling his name. The desperate sound comes from a fallen stack of paperwork, shoved aside in Alex’s frantic search of the office.

He was being kept in the musty old mansion somewhere, Alex knew it. But he didn’t expect to find him here, and definitely not like this.

Alex drops to his knees and carefully removes the strewn items one by one, following the sound of muffled, ragged breaths. Finally, near the bottom, he finds a manila envelope that has crumpled under the weight of the pile.

Inside lies Arinn, smaller than a doll. He’s sprawled on his back with his hair a mess around him. His small form heaves as he gasps for air; his skin is flushed from the heat of being smothered so long. Above his head someone has written Specimen 27 in black sharpie.

Who and how can wait. Alex curls his hand carefully around Arinn’s little body and pulls him up from the paper, too quickly. He lifts only a couple inches, something pulls taut, Arinn screams.

Horrified, Alex lets go of Arinn. His shaking hands nearly drop the folder in the process, so he quickly sets it on the stable surface of the desk and sits in the chair.

Arinn is writhing in pain and Alex’s stomach lurches to know he caused it. Not now, he tells his despondent mind, you can beat yourself up later.

As gently as he can Alex turns Arinn onto his side and -

oh.

Of course he didn’t budge. Not with his tail, more vulnerable than ever in his shrunken state, stapled to the inside of the envelope.

Three staples - one at the base that has fractured the largest tailbone, one in the middle that has broken that bone entirely, and one at the end, which is so fragile that the staple has left it bent at an unnatural angle.

“Oh, babe,” Alex breathes. He can’t begin to imagine the pain Arinn must be in.

While Arinn catches his breath again Alex finds a pair of scissors and carefully cuts away all of the cardstock except the sliver attached to Arinn’s tail. It does nothing to relieve the pain, but at least this way he can scoop his boyfriend’s trembling body into his hands and cradle him to his chest. It rumbles beneath him as Alex says, over and over,

“I’m here. I’ve got you.”

The sound of his voice and smell of his shirt soothe Arinn almost instantly. The gentle touch of Alex’s thumb rubbing his back gives the touch-starved incubus the energy to open his eyes.

No sooner has he opened them than they blur with tears at the sight of Alex’s warm brown eyes looking back. He truly believed that Alex might never find him - that he would die like this and be discarded, and Alex would never know...

Arinn curls up against Alex’s chest, solid and warm and right above his beating heart. It’s the safest place Arinn has ever known. He sobs into the worn cotton of his t-shirt and lets Alex pour comforting words and touches over him. It’s too much touch at once and he knows it; he lets it overwhelm him until he blacks out, finally escaping the pain.

Arinn wakes tucked into Alex’s jacket pocket, loosely wrapped in a microfiber cloth. One of Alex’s keychains - a squishy sauropod from the natural history museum - is in his arms. He squeezes it tight.

He wakes when his tail is jostled as Alex carries him up the steps to their apartment. Alex is slow, cautious, nothing like the way he usually charges up them, taking them two at a time. But any movement is too much movement for his ruined tail.

He wakes in agony when Alex manages to remove the staples. Careful as he was, there was no way to do so without hurting Arinn. He mumbles apologies and as soon as Arinn’s mangled tail is free he smooths something cool onto it with his thumb. It quickly numbs, leaving Arinn shuddering. Alex’s kisses his head, tells him he’s brave.

Arinn wakes splinted, bandaged, and bathed, lying on Alex’s bare chest and covered by a soft, clean hand towel. He rises in falls in a soothing wavelike motion from Alex’s slow breathing. The days of searching have finally caught up to him; he is sleeping soundly.

Though his tail still throbs dully, Arinn is at ease, too. For now he can’t be bothered to think about the days of painful healing to come or the matter of returning to his usual size.

For now it is more than enough to be home, where he is safe and loved.

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obsessedwithegos · 6 months

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"You're in luck Florance, she finally said yes."

Drew this after popping off the other night about Selin deciding he's had enough of Ruru not accepting his love :3c

Below is copy and pasted from my server!

If Selin ever decided he's had enough of Ruru not accepting his advances, not only would he drug and kidnap her, he'd drug and kidnap Florance as well though would keep them in separate rooms.

Eventually he'll start outright asking her if she loves him, and would refuse to stop asking until she answers yes or no. Everytime she answers 'no', he leaves the room to go to Florance to cut a piece off of him. Starts with an ear, maybe the top of his scorpion tail, a finger, or even his tongue if he's already annoyed Selin enough with talking. He then returns to Ruru and drops the piece in front of her and asks again. Despite any confusion, anger, agony, and sorrow she expresses, he just keeps asking, and each no he leaves and comes back with something else. A whole hand. A wing. An eye. It's a game to him. How much of Florance can he take before Ruru confesses her love to him? Will he live or die? That's up to Ruru. I could see it taking about 3 or 4 trips out of the room and back with a piece of Florance before Ruru breaks down and lies, answering 'yes', believing that Florance is gone.

Selin is so overjoyed at her answer! Though despite his joy, he needs some time before he can do anything with her, because he needs to drop Florance off at a hospital first before completely running off with his new girlfriend, soon to be fianceé <3 (of course completely against her will) So Ruru just has time to sit and stew in her grief :3

Selin still keeps tabs on Florance, making sure he doesn't do anything to try to get Ruru away from him. Sometimes he even sends him pictures of Ruru, letting him know she's still alive, and he's never getting her back

general: @emmettnet @blackberry-bloody

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urlocalwhumper · 1 year

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whumpee with a tail.

imagine. whumper could step on it, pull it, twist it, bop it, crush it, in extreme circumstances they could even cut it off. (maybe whumpee will grow it back, like a lizard. or maybe they're just left with a stump.)

it could get run over, caught in something, twisted, strained, the list goes on. many dangers out there for a person with a tail.

#whump prompts #tail whump #whumpee with a tail #monster whumpee #mine

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mightaswell-whump · 6 months

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In which Sebastian, being fey, is hurt by iron.

Caecilius loves to dress him in iron jewelry and parade him about like he would any prize. He especially likes the way the burn marks heal, leaving shimmering pale skin in their wake.

The tail is a fine plaything for whump, you could do anything with it.

#pet whump #whump oc #nonhuman whumper #nonhuman whumpee #whump art #fairy whump #tail whump #fae whump

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alvivaarts · 1 year

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i am feeling exceptionally evil about the point this fic is going to get to eventually would you like to have a taste? Too bad you're gonna-

EDIT: Since folks have been asking, here's the link!

Also here's another bigger, nicer, more detailed piece from the scene/arc right here

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dual-cetacean · 24 days

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"The Shatterverse is saved, the prism shards are back where they belong, and Green Hill Zone is restored. However, Nine cannot let go. Afraid the Roses and Shadow won’t be fast enough to save Sonic, they chase after them — accidentally flying into the gateway, too. Now locked out of their universe, and more importantly, the Grim, what is a lonely number 9 supposed to do?"

*Edit*

Chapter log

Season 1

Situation 1: So much (for) Prism dust (↑) Situation 2: I’m your best friend, I’m your family. Situation 3: Tea and Toast. Situation 4: Lonely Heart's Club (unavailable) Situation 5: Stranger in a Strange Land (unavailable) Situation 6: I hope, pray you bite your tongue (unavailable). Situation 7: Capital T, but Trouble looks for me (unavailable). Situation 8: Star-Crossed Brothers. (unavailable)

Heyo! I know that this series ended months ago, but this cartoon has me in a head grip. This has been cooking since February, and I'm finally ready to post it after two full months of working on it. I enjoyed season 3 and the rest of the series but was unsatisfied with the ending. So, for everyone like me who wants more out of the story, I hope you enjoy this, especially for the ones whose favourite character is Nine, like me. Plenty of other characters will also appear in it, but for now, it Nine centric.

I am incredibly proud of the cover art I made and put a lot of effort into it. Making all those renders for the characters was a serious undertaking, but it looks great, and I had a lot of fun figuring out how to paint foam and water.

I also made a playlist for this fic so if you're looking for fitting music, here it is! (Current and future chapter titles are also inspired by these songs)

The cover ver without the other characters in the water is under keep reading

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truebluemenace · 14 days

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I don't normally write angst/whump/hurt no comfort like this but the idea wouldn't leave me alone.

Tails has a bad time in this. Sorry

1.8k words

All things considered, it didn’t take them that long to find Tails. There had been a time, admittedly before the two of them had any other friends, when Eggman had kidnapped Tails for days. It had taken Sonic a long time to even track the man down, let alone break into his base and rescue his friend.

Things were different now. Sonic was stronger. He had friends to back him up.

Sure, maybe the idea of kidnappings was a little more concerning now than it had been before Sonic’s six month… vacation. But what had happened then wouldn’t be repeated.

Especially not with Tails.

He had only been missing for a few hours when they found him. Or, more accurately, Sonic found him. Once he, Knuckles, and Amy had breached Eggman’s base, his friends let him rush off to find Tails without question. They’d stay behind and cover for him if any badniks tried to impede the rescue, but they knew how anxious Sonic was to get to Tails. Trying to keep him from getting there first would not spell out good results for anyone.

The cells were easy to find. Eggman usually built at least one or two into any new bases he developed, and it was simple to locate them if you were familiar with Eggman’s architectural style. They were normally underground and close to the center of the base. All Sonic had to do was find an elevator deep enough in and, sure enough, the cells were just outside of the doors when they opened.

The smell of blood and medical supplies hit his nostrils, and his heart started hammering.

“Tails?” he called out; the closest cell was empty, so he had to move past it to an adjacent one before he was able to catch sight of the fox.

He couldn’t prevent a gasp from escaping at what he saw, eyes going wide as he immediately plucked a quill from his head, plunging it into the lock on the cell with a significant amount of urgency.

Tails was lying in the corner, curled into a ball, trembling. Sonic couldn’t see what the cause was from outside the cell with the way Tails was lying, but he’d also caught the sight of white bandages with splotches of red soaking through.

“Tails, it’s me, I’m gonna get you out,” Sonic spoke as he fussed with the lock. Lock picking was not his specialty, and his inefficiency made his stress increase. He let out a frustrated grunt, kicking the bottom of the door as he kept fiddling with the detached quill in the lock.

The little pile of golden fur began to shift, unrolling from the ball he’d been in to look up. “S-Sonic?”

Tension drained from Sonic’s body at the sound of that voice. If Tails was conscious, everything was so much better than it would be otherwise. “Yeah, bud, it’s me.” He took a moment to pause his lock picking to look over at his little bro, and sucked in a gasp, almost wishing he hadn’t.

There was a haunted look in Tails’ eyes. It was like a shadow had fallen over them, despite the almost too-bright lighting in the cell. He didn’t seem entirely present, either, as if he was in a kind of daze. Any relief Sonic had felt evaporated in an instant. His little bro should not look like that. He dropped his focus back down to his task.

“Just hang on for a minute, I’ve almost got this open…”

“Use two quills.”

Sonic looked back at Tails again. “Huh?”

“Use two quills,” Tails repeated, now starting to shuffle around into a sitting position, back against the cell wall. It let Sonic see that the bandages were wrapped around Tails’ hips, but he couldn’t see more than that. “One to put tension on the lock and the other to move the pins.”

Sonic snapped his fingers. “Thanks, bud! I knew I was forgetting something.” He plucked another quill from his head and got back to work on the lock, noting that Tails didn’t perk up at his lighter tone like he’d hoped. Something was definitely wrong.

The first pin popped into place. Tails would be out soon. “What did Eggman do? How badly are you hurt?” he asked as he kept working away at the lock.

He didn’t expect Tails to whimper. The sound made him freeze. “Tails, bud--” He cut himself off when Tails whimpered again. The kid flinched and squeezed his eyes shut. Okay, this wasn’t good. Sonic focused his full attention on the lock.

After a few more clicks, he was able to turn it and open the door. Immediately he rushed to Tails’ side.

He wasn’t prepared for Tails to cower away from him.

“Hey, buddy, it’s just me,” Sonic said carefully, kneeling down on the floor next to him and holding his hands out. “Whatever Eggman did is over now. I’m getting you out of here.”

Tails shook his head, still not looking up at Sonic, still squeezing his eyes shut.

“At the very least I need to know how hurt you are,” Sonic tried to reason, reaching out a hand. “Can I see—”

“DON’T!”

Not expecting such an outburst, Sonic jumped, startled. Tails’ eyes had flown open and he, somehow, pressed himself further into the corner where he was sitting.

This was not going well.

“Tails, I need—” He cut himself off again when Tails flinched at the sound of his name. Was… was there something wrong with the name? Every once in a while, Sonic would ask his brother if the nickname was still okay, to make sure it wasn’t bringing up bad memories unnecessarily. Every time, Tails insisted that he liked the name, that it was better than “Miles”. But maybe Eggman had done something to change that opinion?

His eyes drifted down to the bandages around Tails’ waist. They were wrapped loosely around the front of his body, in a way that suggested they were simply holding in place the more important bandages on the other side. Tails’ back. Or, more accurately…

“He did something to your tails.” It wasn’t a question. The fox kit was positioned in a way that hid his tails from view. Now that Sonic had put the pieces together, it was obvious.

The whine that Tails let out was enough confirmation he was right.

“C’mon, bud, let me see,” Sonic tried to coax gently, unsurprised when Tails shook his head immediately. He forced himself not to sigh. He understood Tails’ sensitivity about his tails, but in situations like this, it could be a problem. He had to change tactics. “Alright, I don’t have to see right now. But are you too hurt to walk? I need to know if I have to carry you out of here or not.”

Tails just shook his head again.

“No? No what? No, you can’t walk? No, you don’t need to be carried?”

Tails didn’t answer, just sniffled.

It was easy to forget, sometimes, that Tails was just a kid. With how insanely intelligent he was, and how easily he kept up and fit in with his older friends, it wasn’t always obvious just how young he was. But Sonic knew better than anyone that he was just a child still. And on occasion, in rare situations like this one, he had to be treated like the age he was, and not the age he acted.

“Kid, can you look at me?” No reaction. “C’mon, just for a second?”

Two baby blue eyes opened slowly and met Sonic’s. There were emotions there that he couldn’t read, and that scared him. Sonic knew Tails better than anyone else on the planet; it was rare that he wasn’t able to read him flawlessly at this point.

“I’m still not sure what Eggman did to you, but it was bad, wasn’t it?”

Hesitation, then Tails nodded. Gaia, he looked absolutely miserable. Sonic was about ready to track Eggman down and make him pay, but Tails needed him right now. He had to hope that Amy and Knuckles were giving him a bad time for him.

“I’m not sure if you’re more hurt or more scared, but it’s okay to be feeling those things,” Sonic continued. He wasn’t sure if he was getting through to Tails, but he hoped he was. “You’re gonna be okay though. Whatever happened, it’ll be much better once we get out of here, but that means we actually have to get out first. Which is why I need to know if I have to carry you or not.”

Tails held his gaze in silence for a few seconds, biting at his lower lip. Then he turned his head away. The arms wrapped around his torso tightened. “It’s not gonna get better.”

Oh, Sonic’s heart could break at that. What the hell did Eggman do to his little brother in such a short amount of time to break his spirit like this? “Yeah it will, li’l bro, you’ll see—”

“No it won’t!” Tails didn’t yell as loudly this time, but it still startled Sonic. “You can’t say that, you don’t even… you don’t know what he…” The kid’s breathing started to accelerate, the signs of panic evident. Sonic was completely messing this up.

“Tails,” he said, wincing as he caught the flinch at the name again. “Please just let me help you get out of here. Whatever happened, we can find a way to fix it once we’re safe.”

Tails shook his head again. “It can’t be fixed,” he insisted, voice wavering.

“I doubt that’s true—”

“It can’t. It can’t.”

“Bud—”

“He took it.”

Sonic froze. “...What?”

Tails sniffled. “It’s… he…”

Realization dawned on Sonic like a bucket of ice water being poured over him. He pleaded to every god out there that what he was putting together was wrong.

“Your tails…” Sonic said, feeling like he was going to be sick.

Suddenly, Tails lunged forward and wrapped his arms tight around Sonic, burying his face in Sonic’s chest and letting out a wail. His entire body was shuddering with the force of his sobbing, the wetness of his tears soaking through Sonic’s fur in only a few seconds.

He wrapped his arms tight around his little brother, rubbing his back in a way that he hoped was soothing, gently shushing him and instructing him to breathe. But Sonic felt like he might need someone to console him, too, because he now had a clear look at what had happened.

At the base of Tails’ spine, there were bandages with just enough blood soaking through to be of note. They would have to be changed as soon as they could.

Because where there should be two tails, now sat only one.

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #sonic fanfiction #fanfic #my writing #miles tails prower #cw amputation #angst #whump #i might write a second part to this since. the actual idea that wouldnt leave my mind doesnt actually happen in this part #but i might not write it so i just decided i would post this

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goodwhump-temp · 5 months

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Gray Whump | Fairytail (Eps.01-150)

Ep.02 - Underwear taken, slapped Ep.06 - Knocked back x2, restrained Ep.10 - Headache, passes out Ep.11 - Knocked unconscious, carried, restrained, shipwreck, freaking out Ep.12 - Crying, hit with ice blast x4 Ep.13 - Weak, carried, crying, unconscious, gutpunched unconscious Ep.14 - Bandaged, pain Ep.15 - [Flashback; Survivor, trapped under rubble, unconscious, injured, crying x3, shirtless lore, guilt] Ep.16 - Punched x11, stabbed, gutpunched, kicked x2, bitten Ep.17 - Crying Ep.19 - Body switched, back pain, body crying (16:10), ice drool Ep.21-22 - Bandaged cont. Ep.25 - Drowning, bandages/pain, hit with boiling water Ep.28 - Unconscious, weak Ep.29 - Whack-a-mole'd Ep.31 - VERY aggressive pillow fight, bandaged Ep.33 - 'Knocked unconscious' Ep.37 - Hit by fireblast, half eaten, Ep.38 - Weak, carried Ep.43 - Hit with beam x4, knocked unconscious Ep.46 - Weak, pain Ep.47 - Struck by lightning Ep.50 - Enchanted x2, irrationally angry, unconscious Ep.51 - Hit by Natsu (off-screen-ish) Ep.53 - Knocked down x2 (mostly offcreen. this is BS.) Ep.56 - Knocked down, hit by motorcycle, trapped in ice Ep.57 - Squeezed unconscious Ep.58 - Found unconscious Ep.61 - Knocked down Ep.63 - Boobytrapped/trapped Ep.64 - Whacked x5, ice shield broken, knocked unconscious Ep.65 - Unconscious/"dead" (11:05) Ep.66 - Weak (his muscles look very defined here js) Ep.68 - Bandaged Ep.70 - Punched, gutpunched 'unconscious' Ep.71 - Knocked unconscious (07:05), carried x2, unconscious body attacked (11:05) Ep.75 - Knocked down Ep.79 - Emotionally supportive marshmellow Ep.86 - Feelings hurt (practically invisible) Ep.87 - Trapped in quicksand Ep.88 - Hit x9 Ep.89 - 'Unconscious, captured/restrained' Ep.92 - Knocked back x3 Ep.93 - Marshmellow version crying Ep.96 - Emotionally supportive marshmellow Ep.104 - Surrounded Ep.108 - In danger (Juvias imagination (07:35)), upset about partner quitting Ep.110 - Pain intertwined with Juvia, great pain Ep.111 - Cold feet (literally), pain Ep.114 - Strength drained Ep.116 - Kicked, hit with bubbles x2, knocked back, thrown, blood frozen, hit with thorns x2 Ep.117 - Pain, weak, collapse, carried, shot (17:49) Ep.120 - Bandaged, squeezed (20:40) Ep.129 - Hit with pan, punched Ep.133 - Feels run-down (15:30) Ep.134 - Kinda embarrassed/flurty? 👉👈 x2 (14:00, 20:00), trapped in hot goop Ep.140 - Knocked down (07:50), freaked out (15:00) Ep.144 - Passes out (05:40)

#whump #emotional whump #whump list #whumplist #anime whump #fairytail #fairytail whump #fairy tail #fairy tail whump #gray fullbuster #gray fullbuster whump #gray whump #gray fairy tail #gray fairy tail whump

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simply-whump · 11 months

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Tale of the Nine-Tailed 1938 ( 구미호뎐 1938) - Whump List

Whumpee : Lee Yeon played by Lee Dong Wook, Lee Rang played by Kim Bum and Cheon Moo Young played by Ryu Kyung Soo

Synopsis : An unexpected case leads Lee Yeon back in time to 1938, where he reencounters Ryu Hong Joo. Once a guardian spirit of the mountain in the west, she's now the owner of a high-end restaurant in the capital city of Gyeongseong. He also meets his younger brother Lee Rang. Meanwhile, another former guardian spirit and ex-friend Cheon Moo Young has become hostile. Lee Yeon struggles to return to the present, to his loved one. (MDL)

Genres : Historical, Romance, Fantasy

Warning! Possible spoilers below!

Lee Yeon

Ep 1 : Tied with a rope, at gunpoint (semi-comedic), frees himself, shot, falls to the ground, gets back up unscathed, shot again multiple times — Shot at with some sort of bazooka, blasted through a shed, shot at — Thrown away by an explosion blast — Drugged, vision blurry, passes out— Wakes up tied up — Lets himself get stabbed by an axe — Worried for Rang — Fighting, choked — Fighting, thrown against a tree, sliding down

Ep 2 : Punched — Fighting, choked

Ep 3 : Has a nightmare (is actually attacked by some sort of monster) — Suddenly becomes blind, attacked, protected — Wearing a blindfold — Pinned to a couch — Attacked, fighting while blind, side cut —Shot at, arm cut, leg cut, arm cut again, leg pierced by an arrow, falling to the ground, in pain, pulls the arrow out — Eyes bleeding, in pain, can finally see again

Ep 4 : Fighting Moo Young, stopping a blade with his bare hand

Ep 5 : None

Ep 6 : Fighting Moo Young, stabbed (more like impaled) by a sword, sword pulled out violently, bleeding from the mouth, barely standing, groaning in pain, collapses unconscious — In bed unconscious, healed with magic — Drugged?, wakes up tied with a rope

Ep 7 : Choked — Cut by a sword, grabs a sword with his bare hand, choked

Ep 8 : None

Ep 9 : Fighting Moo Young — Surrounded by poisonous gas

Ep 10 : Gets his body switched with an old man

Ep 11 : Real body stabbed — Gets switched back to the right body, collapses on one knee — Collapses exhausted — Bandaged wound starts bleeding, realises he is in an illusion — Hypnotised — Hit on his wound, crying out in pain — Wincing in pain, holding his wound — Carried — Worried for Moo Young, crying, emotional

Ep 12 : Fighting, in an explosion, coughing, choked with magic — Teary eyed, hugging his brother

Lee Rang

Ep 1 : Tied to a pole — Gets stabbed in the back, bleeding from the mouth, collapses, concern for him, passes out in his brother’s arms — Carried unconscious — Unconscious in bed, dying — Wakes up as a ghost ?! — Unconscious body taken hostage

Ep 2 : Fighting

Ep 3 : Hit by a dart, passes out — Tied up in a well with water slowly rising, struggling — Still struggling inside the well, helping someone while almost drowning — Underwater, unconscious, drowning, given air (you know how) — Wakes up, coughing water

Ep 4 : In bed, looked after

Ep 5 : Shot at, cut by a sword

EP 6 : None

Ep 7 : Attacked by a very powerful monster — Cut and stabbed with knifes by an enemy he can’t see, bleeding from the mouth, keeps getting cut — Saved

Ep 8 : Depressed, emotional, crying — Betting his lifespan, losing, has less than a day to live, weak, concern for him — Very weak, collapses

Ep 9 : None

Ep 10 : Surrounded by monsters — Worried for someone — Fighting monsters, struggling, scratched and bitten, poisoned

Ep 11 : Poisoned, worried for someone, concern for him, drinks the antidote — Worried for someone, screaming, blaming himself, crying

Ep 12 : Worried for someone — Fighting, getting thrown around and beaten up, concern for him, choked, stepped on, remembering traumatic past, worried for someone, collapses on one knee after using a lot of power — Crying, hugging his brother

Cheon Moo Young

Ep 1 : Beaten up (brief)

Ep 2 : None

Ep 3 : Stuck by lightning, collapses

Ep 4 : Fighting Lee Yeon — In pain, showed that part of his body is made of stone

Ep 5 : Suddenly in pain, collapses, grabbing his chest

Ep 6 : Fighting Lee Yeon, stabbed with a sword — Drugged?, wakes up tied with a rope

Ep 7 : Emotional, angry — Cut by a sword, stabbed, sword twisted, choked

Ep 9 : Fighting Lee Yeon — Surrounded by poisonous gas

Ep 10 : Poisoned, spitting blood — Unsteady, collapses — Weak, given the antidote

Ep 11 : Frozen, unfreezes himself, fighting, thrown around, worried for someone, squeezed, screaming in pain, bleeding from the mouth, restrained, collapses — Asleep in bed — Choked — Walking very unsteadily, heavily wounded, collapses, found, concern for him, passes out — Unconscious, treated — Wakes up — Emotional, crying, heart stopped, collapses, dying, found, concern for him, dies

Ep 12 : Revealed that he was actually saved and survived

Bonus whumpee: Yoo Jae Yoo played by Han Gyu Won

Ep 12 : Imprisoned as a hostage — Hit, slapped, manhandled — Injected with a dangerous poison, tied with ropes to a tree, hostage, tortured to make him scream, screaming in agony, concern for him, untied, screaming in pain, attacking a loved one against his will (controled by the poison), momentarily regains his clarity, in pain, stabs himself to stop himself, lots of concern for him — Dying, concern for him — Still dying, concern for him, saved

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#tale of the nine tailed 1938 #tale of the nine tailed #whump list #asian whump #whump #kdrama #korean drama #lee dongwook #kim bum #ryu kyung soo #han gyu won

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candy8448 · 3 months

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Splitting pain

Ao3

merleg!!

Warning for graphic description of mer transformation, including a tail splitting in half and kind of drowning

Sky scanned the surface of the water for the next few hours as he tried to search for any evidence that his brother was fine, hopefully in some boat or raft

What he wasn't expecting was Legend's face to pop out of the water, exhausted as he called for them.

"Vet!" He called, bringing Twi's attention, who came running into the shallow water with him to drag their collector out.

The vet was panting as they dragged him into the shallows, Sky tried to ignore the massive fish tail and scales all over his body but it was hard not to look at the dazzling pink.

Legend looked almost nothing like his hylian self, pink and gold scales covering his entire body, his ears replaced with long earfins and unaturally dialated violet eyes. He had fangs for teeth, claws for fingers, three sets of gills, one on his neck, sides and tail, and most importantly, the massive fish tail for legs.

The veteran yelled as a Twilight accidently pulled too tight on his body, moving his new, harsh wounds. His body was covered in claw marks, leaking red into the tranquil blues.

Sky stopped them at where they were in about knee-deep and the rancher chuckled, "first a bunny, and now a fish. What else can you do?"

Legend only let out a pained groan at that.

"How do we change you back then? Will you need help?" He asked,

"I just need to get back on land, but the transformation is painful. My lungs are full of water"

Both hylian heroes winced.

"Okay then, we'll pull you out on three. One, two three!" On Twilight's command, Sky heaved Legend out of the water, aware of how the transformed vet braced himself tensly.

It didn't even take a second before the torture began, Sky felt as if he was experienceing it himself. The gills were the first to go, shutting and forcing Legend to only take in air, if it weren't for the water locked in his lungs. Legend's head tilted backwards, as he silently screamed, lungs gurgling. Scales started to painfully force themselves back into skin. Streams of water dribbled out of his mouth, constantly retching only to be stopped again as a sickening squelch came from the tail violently tearing apart, some kind of slime spraying out. The scream this time was now audible as some of his lungs were emptied, but water still gurgled up his throat. Sky was painfully aware that the vet had still not been able to draw in a full breath, and the transformation was only prolonging the excruciatingly long process, their collector clearly begining to fade. Final pools of water were choked out as the transformation finally ended and their vet was able to finally take in a strangled gasp.

The other two heroes were calling out to Legend the entire time in panic but trying to comfort him or do something to help, ultimately not being able to do anything to stop the ear splitting pain.

Sky was trying not to cry at what he had just witnessed, Twi had a very disturbed look as he tried to calm down their gasping brother who let out a whimper at their touch, skin still sore. Sky rummaged through his bag and pulled out his final potion while Twilight found some bandages as they worked on Legend, now unconcious in the rancher's lap. The two awake heroes made eye contact, sharing a grimace at the thought of what they had just seen Legend go through,

"Every time?" He whispered,

"Let's just hope it doesn't have to happen again anytime soon," Twi replied.

#i do a little fanfic #leg's mer tail is pink snd anyone saying otherwise is just wrong #linked universe #lu #lu legend #mer legend #lu sky #lu twilight #fanfic #lu fic #whump

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thoughtsonhurtandcomfort · 1 year

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arinn ► boil some water and use it to brew strong tea but put your tail in it too, and hold it there for ten minutes as the tea steeps 😈 how do you like it? 😈

Author's Notes: Thanks for this! I've been sitting on it for a while!

If Alex walks in you are so screwed

This could easily turn tea, usually a source of comfort, into a huge trigger for Ari~

Content Warnings: torture, heat/boiling/burning, torture, demon whump, incubus whump, tail whump, forced to inflict harm on self, sadistic whumper, threats, severe burns, severe pain, sickness, fever, exhaustion, 2nd person POV whumper, passing out

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"Anything," Arinn begs you one final time. "Anything but this..."

"Keep whining and I'll double the time."

"NO! Alright - a-alright..."

Standing there in his own kitchen, Arinn stands on a small stool and dangles his slender, sensitive tail over a large pot of boiling water and cheap herbal tea. Thick steam rises up around it, the damp heat only a tease of what comes next. He's already quivering with dread, on the verge of panic, and the pain hasn't even started yet.

If he can drop his tail into the scalding liquid, leave it in, and remain standing for ten whole minutes, you won't pour it over his entire body.

You were being generous, really. You gave him a choice. But for the incubus, whose alluring appearance is necessary to tempt potential partners, there was no real choice. In the end his poor tail is the sacrifice you require to leave the rest of him undamaged.

"And your time...starts...now."

As soon as you tap start on the timer the demon takes a deep breath and releases his tail.

"AAAAAGGHHHHHHHH!!!!"

"One!"

The first sixty seconds are a blur to the demon.

He seems half in shock. His wide blue-green eyes stare beyond you. He's hardly moving except for the heave of his chest with raspy, frantic breaths. One hand reaches for the wall but doesn't dare touch, because even through the blinding agony he knows that if he supports himself against anything it's over, he's lost.

Your voice snaps him out of his stupor. Arinn locks eyes with you and he remembers who you are, why you're here. He gets his breathing under control, tightens his jaw, and steadies himself, all while tears cascade down his flushed cheeks.

"Two."

Arinn makes no attempt to hide his anguish or appear brave. He cries openly, loudly. In an attempt to regain some control, he bites down hard on his lip until it bleeds, trying to distract from one pain with another.

(It doesn't work.)

"Three."

It's getting a little boring, you think.

Arinn has done little so far but sway on his feet and groan with his eyes squeezed shut. The endless pain renders him dizzy and nauseous, but he can't afford to be sick. It wouldn't take much to knock him off his feet like this.

You consider adding an extra challenge just to hurry things along. What could it be? From your chair you pluck a fork off of the counter and twirl it in your fingers. You imagine dragging its cold metal prongs down Arinn's hot skin...

But you quickly change your mind. It isn't necessary; the demon won't last long.

"Four."

"Fuck," Arinn breathes.

He shifts on his feet to get more comfortable, as if there is such a thing. You stand and take a closer look at the pot. Though the bubbles and steam keep you from seeing much, you can tell that most, but not all, of the tail is submerged.

You choose a ladle from a utensil drawer and scoop a full spoonful of the piping hot water.

With his eyes still closed, Arinn doesn't see, doesn't know until you pour it over the thickest part of his tail at the small of his back. He jerks forward with a scream and nearly loses his balance.

Nearly. But so what if you cheat a little, if you keep him upright with a hand gripped in the back of his hair? You never said you were honest.

"Five."

At 50° Celsius, or 122° Fahrenheit, it takes five minutes to for a healthy human adult to develop severe burns from hot water. At least according to one article. Another one said eight minutes. But then another said between three and six, so you aren't really sure...

Regardless, the boiling point of water is 100°C or 212°F,

and Arinn is an incubus, a creature built for sensation,

and his tail is particularly sensitive.

You're no scientist, but the math practically does itself.

"Six."

You're honestly impressed that he makes it to six.

Arinn is as surprised as you are. His confidence bolstered by making it this far, he straightens and takes a deep breath.

"F-fuck you," he says with a wavering voice. "I can do it."

By now the thick floral scent of over-stewed tea fills his lungs and makes his head spin, but he remains standing.

"Seven."

You start reconsidering the fork.

With nothing to lose, really, you pick it up and walk over to Arinn. His clouded gaze darts between your face and the utensil as you approach.

He licks his dry lips. "That's cheating," he accuses hoarsely.

You lightly press the tips of the fork to his chest. "Not if I'm the one who makes the rules."

Arinn looks like he might argue, but his tail throbs and he accidentally sways forward, pressing into the blunt metal points with a gasp.

You keep it there, pressing four little indents into the skin, and don't pull away until,

"Eight."

"Nine."

Arinn's legs are close to buckling.

He's convinced he's going to die like this, cooked alive at the whim of this cruel stranger.

It hurts...it hurts so much...

He wants to say it aloud but what remains of his dignity won't give you that satisfaction.

Besides, you already know.

"Ten!"

Arinn nearly faints at the sound of the word. Somehow, though, he keeps himself standing as you approach with a pair of tongs. Through his exhaustion you think you see a flicker of satisfaction on his face.

You slowly lift his ruined tail from the tea and the look is gone. Arinn whimpers at the sight of it raw, blistering, and so unbearably tender that when you give it just a liiiittle squeeze with the tongs, the demon's eyes roll back and he crumples.

On his way down he bumps the handle of the pot. It starts to tip over the edge.

So you help it out. You give it a little nudge, spilling its scalding contents onto the unconscious demon, a surprise for when he wakes.

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obsessedwithegos · 2 years

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Whump prompt: Bite

“Did you know a human is able to bite through a finger? Even easier if you aim for the joint?”

Whumpee nervously watches whumper circling them “I’ve heard about that, but doesn’t the brain prevent them from doing it purposefully?” “Not all the time! Things like adrenaline can allow you to do it with ease!” Whumper grabs whumpee’s tail, running one hand down it to feel where each of the joints were. “I wonder if the same applies to tails.”

#whump #whump prompt #nonhuman whumpee #nonhuman whump #tail whump #amputation #(?)#i'm tagging that just to be safe #creepy whumper #unhinged whumper #ask to tag #i personally imagine this w/ a whumpee that has regenerative/healing magic #but go ham!#owe whump

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urlocalwhumper · 6 months

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living weapon whumpee who's never known anything but pain and violence.

their existence hurts. they were made to be effective, not happy, and their masters decided that keeping them in constant pain provided better results. they're wilder, more unpredictable, and the pain keeps them from thinking straight enough to question anything.

they're only given painkillers, only allowed a respite from their seemingly endless suffering, after a successful mission. it keeps them loyal, and most importantly, teaches their brain to associate acts of violence with relief and rewards.

everyone they've ever met has treated them as a tool, a monster, or both. they don't know how to be anything else.

that is until they're rampaging through a village, destroying, killing, whatever their masters demand of them. whatever will give them a few blissful hours of numbness.

one of the villagers steps out of a ruined building and looks them straight in the eyes. whumpee expects fear, hatred, disgust, the things they see in the faces of every person who's ever crossed their path. but they see something completely different.

compassion.

whumpee is so stunned, they don't think to move or do anything at all as the villager steps closer, gently reaching out a hand to cup whumpee's face.

"oh, poor thing." they murmur, taking in the creature in front of them - part human, part animal, part machine. "they've done a number on you, huh?"

whumpee blinks at them. pain continues to course through their body, but the gentle hand on their cheek distracts them, even if just a little. all the indistinct noise in their foggy, addled mind finally goes quiet.

caretaker had stepped out in front of the being destroying their home with the intention to get through to it or die trying, and the expectation to absolutely die trying.

they did not at all expect the seemingly feral mishmash of metal, fur, and flesh to lean so heavily into their touch that they nearly collapsed into caretaker's arms.

#whump #whump prompts #nonhuman whumpee #living weapon whumpee #mine #chariot shiori on the brain tonite #the intention here is for whumpee to be this genetically engineered fusion of human and animal #the general build and anatomy of a human #but they grow fur on their limbs and partially up their back. they have an animal's sensitive ears. sharp canine fangs and a prehensile tail #and beyond that they've been outfitted with machine 'enhancements' to make them better suited for combat and destruction #and they've never experienced a kind touch in their life #letting them feel comfort will make them crave it. 'not actively suffering' should be the best they can strive for #their masters never anticipated that having someone treat them with anything other than revulsion or detatched indifference would break them #bc they banked on no one showing positive reactions to the monster that destroyed their homes and potentially killed their loved ones #caretaker is just crazy <33

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