Sadistic Pleasantries, Among Other Things

Mostly whump from my original story This Light Must Go Out (TLMGO). Is it canon? Is it not? No one knows for sure. Feel free to ask me anything about my characters or just say hi!

[intothestacks]

[leavley]

Whumpee losing consciousness just as caretaker arrives to help.

Caretaker might be:

- shaking whumpee hard, desperately trying to get them to wake up either to get out of wherever they are or just to know they’re still alive.

- crying their name, placing a hand under the crook of their neck and feeling a lump in their throat when Whumpee’s head lolls to the side as they do so.

- picking whumpee up with varying levels of grace, either in a princess carry or over the shoulder, desperate to push past the fact that their friend’s body is entirely limp in their arms.

Whumpee might be:

- fighting to stay awake, eyes half-lidded. Additionally, they could be hovering a hand over the spot they received their injury, palm painted by blood in seconds.

- whispering caretaker’s name while they bob in their arms, slurring apologies or pleas or gratitude.

This is my favourite trope ever. I mean it this time.

[leavley]

Whumpee losing consciousness just as caretaker arrives to help.

Caretaker might be:

- shaking whumpee hard, desperately trying to get them to wake up either to get out of wherever they are or just to know they’re still alive.

- crying their name, placing a hand under the crook of their neck and feeling a lump in their throat when Whumpee’s head lolls to the side as they do so.

- picking whumpee up with varying levels of grace, either in a princess carry or over the shoulder, desperate to push past the fact that their friend’s body is entirely limp in their arms.

Whumpee might be:

- fighting to stay awake, eyes half-lidded. Additionally, they could be hovering a hand over the spot they received their injury, palm painted by blood in seconds.

- whispering caretaker’s name while they bob in their arms, slurring apologies or pleas or gratitude.

This is my favourite trope ever. I mean it this time.

[firemind411]

🌧️ Aftermath — When It’s Over

-> Trembling hands they can’t unclench

-> Shaking like they’re still in it

-> Blank stare that won’t focus

-> Chest hitching shallow breaths

-> Whisper-thin voice, “I’m fine,” when they’re not

-> Flinching at soft sounds

-> Bruises blooming

-> Fingers twitching for something solid

-> Eyes darting—still checking corners

-> Blood on knuckles, someone else’s (maybe)

-> Caretaker’s hand hovering over them, unsure where to touch

-> Heartbeat still sprinting long after it’s done

-> Caretaker’s thumb brushing dirt off their cheek

-> Body going slack the moment they are safe

-> A sob caught in their throat

-> Cold sweat. Warm hands. Quiet room.

-> A whispered promise, “Hey, you’re safe now,”

-> Silence seems louder than the fight

-> Every muscle locked up – still holding fear and fight

-> “You did enough. It’s over.”

[sideblong]

when character a is barely conscious and being princess carried by character b and when b goes to put them down a whimpers and fists their hand into the fabric of their shirt and b goes shhh shh shh and takes their hand in theirs while gently cradling their head oughhhhhh oughhhhh………….

[just-some-pink-frosting]

Barely breathing, yes.

But is it shallow gasping? Flaring ribs as breath doesn't quite seem to satisfy?

Or is it barely visible hiccup-like inhales that can only be felt if you put your hand over the parted lips?

Or, third option, is it overly long exhales after soft, near-silent inhales that leave you wondering if the next breath is coming at all?

[bloodstainedgauntlet]

whats that kink called that you get from reading too much fantasy lit as a child that makes you want to be tortured in front of someone who loves you so you can see the pleading desperation in their eyes and hear how much they love you in between the cracks of their voice and really truly believe they would do anything to save you. also you get to look so cool and brave and covered in blood and soooo able to withstand pain haha no just me? ok

[writerwhostayedupallnight]

Ways For a Whumpee to Collapse

Sliding down a wall. They lean against the wall, put out a hand to try and support themselves, and then just go limp and gravity takes over. (Extra points if they're leaving a trail of blood down the wall as they go.)

Falling from a sitting position. They're in a chair, on a bench, perched in a tree, whatever, and they just topple forward, limp as a ragdoll. (Especially if they're in a room with the rest of their team/family/etc. and everyone's arguing/distracted/etc. and whumpee just zonks right there in the middle of everything.)

Passing out in someone's arms. They go limp in the arms of someone they trust, maybe managing a smile and/or a few words before losing consciousness entirely. (No death scenes, thank you very much.)

Knees buckling under them. One minute, they're fine (or maybe not, but at least they're standing unaided), and the next, every last ounce of strength leaves their body and they just drop. (The ideal situation for this would be someone else talking to/scolding/questioning them and then being caught completely off guard and going out of their mind with worry and maybe/probably feeling like absolute dirt when whumpee collapses.)

Failing to stay awake. They're trying so hard to hang on to consciousness, but everything is working against them and they're fading, despite repeated pleas/commands/reminders to stay awake. (Best to include a slurred/mumbled/whispered/rasped "Sorry" before passing out.)

I may add more to this eventually. Please feel free to do so as well: I wanna hear your ideas!

[whooooomp]

Whumpee who finally allows themself to let go and accept Caretaker's comfort, but they are Stoic/Defiant/Whatever so they do not break down into sobs, they don't cling onto Caretaker desperately. No, that's too sudden.

Instead they just lay their head on Caretaker's shoulder, nothing more. They tense up only a little bit when Caretaker starts petting their back, but they can finally relax. Their breathing slows down over time.

From the outside it doesn't look like much, but both of them know how out of character this is for Whumpee and just how desperate they must be to reach out like this. They probably won't talk about it afterwards. But at least now Whumpee knows that if they ever need to let go, they found a safe space for it.

[whumpawaydarling]

injured noises

heavy/harsh/deep breathing

panting/hyperventilating

ragged breathing - they can't get enough air in, they can't breathe

breathing sharply - not even realising it, it's just instinctual to hiss like that after being slashed and hurt

shuddering breaths; stunned from everything that has happened while steeling themselves for more

whimpering - because of a yell suppressed

acute/emotional pain responses: yelping, screaming, shrieking, wailing

the facade breaking - face falling, all the suppressed noises coming up and out of their broken body; they cry for much longer than they even thought they had energy for

other quiet noises of pain: gasping, hissing, grunting, groaning

[swooningdelirium]

based on the drabble prompt “i didn’t know it was this bad”

“Hey,” A groans, head pounding and muscles throbbing. “Can you grab me another blanket?”

B makes their way toward the couch where A is already nestled beneath a throw blanket and the comforter from their bed and presses a hand to their forehead. They wince, sympathetically sucking air in through their teeth.

“i don’t think so, honey,” B says apologetically. their eyes are sad as they push a stray lock of hair from A’s face. “You’re even hotter now than you were this morning. I want to take your temperature again, okay?”

A sighs but sits up, the room spinning a bit as they hear B gather supplies from the other room. They return with a damp washcloth, a small pill bottle, and a digital thermometer. They press a hand to A’s chest, gently ushering them to lean back against the cushions.

Taking A’s face in their hand, B gently pries their jaw open and slips the thermometer beneath their tongue. “Good job,” they murmur, placing the cloth against A’s sweaty forehead. They shudder violently, but don’t resist.

“I know, I know,” B reassures them. “I know it feels like you’re freezing, but it’ll help.”

A shudders again. The wet cloth is agonizing against their skin and the thermometer in their mouth is making them nauseous. It feels like it’s taking forever to read as the probe slowly heats up beneath A’s tongue.

B’s eyes are locked on the numbers as they slowly ascend.

As if on cue, the thermometer sounds in loud, angry trills that pierce through A’s throbbing skull. Though they’ve closed their eyes, flashes of red still infiltrate their field of vision with every beep.

B takes in a sharp breath as they pull the thermometer from A’s lips, rapidly feeling their face, neck and chest in succession.

“Fuck,” they mutter, tossing the thermometer to the side. A wills their eyes to focus on the reading, and it takes a moment for their body to cooperate, but eventually they see the reading glaring back at them.

104.2.

“Shit,” B curses again, planting a kiss on A’s boiling temple. “I didn’t know it was this bad.”

[seth-whumps]

characters apologizing for things they have no control over. mumbling sorry while losing consciousness. feeling ashamed of a bleeding wound. embarrassed when an infection sets in. deep seated feverish guilt when they need to be carried, when their legs won't keep them upright anymore and they lean heavy on a friend, slurring apologies..........

[sideblong]

ohhhfhhhhhhhhh my god i just love the expressiveness of eyes in whump……..

-teary and shiny desperately affixed to someone telling them it’s going to be okay

-squeezed tightly and painfully shut up while they bite their tongue or cover their ears

-glassy and distant as they disassociate

-half-lidded and drooping and tired as they fall asleep in someone’s arms or with their head in someone’s lap

-bloodshot and twitching from madness and sleep deprivation

LIKE UGH IT’S SO GOOD

[pvtashby]

This but when they’re gagged and tied up so expressive eyes are all that they can even do

[whumpologyy]

whumpee who has whumper’s hand clasped over their mouth as they’re tortured, muffling any screams or cries beyond recognition. whumper finally takes their hand off of whumpee’s mouth only to say -

“Beg me to stop.”

[whump-in-the-closet]

Ummm something with the team finally finding whumpee and untying them.

Whumpee repeating "I didn't break, I swear I didn't, I didn't tell them anything, I didn't," while sobbing.

It's true, whumpee didn't tell them anything, but all that caretaker cares about now is trying to calm whumpee down before they bleed out even more.

A Messy Rescue

whumpee slumped over until caretaker grabs their face, desperate to see if they're still conscious

wide eyes and split lip-- a flash of recognition-- and before caretaker can assure them that its all going to be okay, whumpee panics

"I didn't say anything, I didn't, please you have to--" their sentences fragment as they gasp for air. "You have to believe me!"

At first, the team is horrified that this is whumpee's recognition. They feel sick. One teammate turns away, unable to stand it. Unable to watch. It's wrong.

Caretaker snaps out of it first. "Help me cut them down!" Then, they notice whumpee's blood drenching through their once-white shirt

As the team works to free whumpee's wrists from the shackles, Caretaker frantically tries to assess the damage. But whumpee keeps thrashing, jerking out of reach and flinching at their touch.

Alternating between, "I didn't say anything!" and "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry- please don't-- please don't hurt me!"

The teammates all have these grim expressions, mouths in a thin line

A fluttering horror is embedded in caretaker's chest-- this is so much worse than they could have imagined

Even better if Leader, with real pain in their voice, says "We have to keep them quiet."

Caretaker pulls away for a second, hands half-full of bandages. "What're you saying?"

Leader breaks through the last bit of metal and whumpee slumps to the floor, shivering uncontrollably. Caretaker places one hand protectively on their back, rubbing up and down. They don't stop crying. Leader looks away. "Gag them. Or get them to shut up. We don't need them giving away our position to Whumper"

Carrying a gagged and sobbing whumpee out of the building, caretaker can't look them in the eyes. They keep whispering how sorry they are, but they have no idea if whumpee can even hear them or cares. It feels like betrayal, but they can only hope it was worth it.

"We'll get you better, I promise."

[luna-azzurra]

Emotional Walls Your Character Has Built (And What Might Finally Break Them)

(How your character defends their soft core and what could shatter it) Because protection becomes prison real fast.

✶ Sarcasm as armor. (Break it with someone who laughs gently, not mockingly.) ✶ Hyper-independence. (Break it with someone who shows up even when they’re told not to.) ✶ Stoicism. (Break it with a safe space to fall apart.) ✶ Flirting to avoid intimacy. (Break it with real vulnerability they didn’t see coming.) ✶ Ghosting everyone. (Break it with someone who won’t take silence as an answer.) ✶ Lying for convenience. (Break it with someone who sees through them but stays anyway.) ✶ Avoiding touch. (Break it with accidental, gentle contact that feels like home.) ✶ Oversharing meaningless things to hide real depth. (Break it with someone who asks the second question.) ✶ Overworking. (Break it with forced stillness and the terrifying sound of their own thoughts.) ✶ Pretending not to care. (Break it with a loss they can’t fake their way through.) ✶ Avoiding mirrors. (Break it with a quiet compliment that hits too hard.) ✶ Turning every conversation into a joke. (Break it with someone who doesn’t laugh.) ✶ Being everyone’s helper. (Break it when someone asks what they need, and waits for an answer.) ✶ Constantly saying “I’m fine.” (Break it when they finally scream that they’re not.) ✶ Running. Always running. (Break it with someone who doesn’t chase, but doesn’t leave, either.) ✶ Intellectualizing every feeling. (Break it with raw, messy emotion they can’t logic away.) ✶ Trying to be the strong one. (Break it when someone sees the weight they’re carrying, and offers to help.) ✶ Hiding behind success. (Break it when they succeed and still feel empty.) ✶ Avoiding conflict at all costs. (Break it when silence causes more pain than the truth.) ✶ Focusing on everyone else’s healing but their own. (Break it when they hit emotional burnout.)

[whumpismyjam-blog]

When the whumper ties the whumpee’s hands high above their head so they are all stretched out. And then the whumper can invade their personal space with no obstacles. When the whumper strokes the whumpee’s chin and they can barely move away because they are stuck, so they just grit their teeth and look away. It’s just great.

[whumporama]

The whump that comes with this that isn’t even physical pain. The vulnerability of it all. Especially if it’s a Whumpee who prides themselves on their fighting skills, their ability to defend themselves. Who can’t do anything now as Whumper touches them, wherever they want.

It’s not even a painful touch, or a bad touch in any other situation. But Whumpee can’t stop it and the torment coming from that is so huge.