I Guess This Is My Life Now

A place for whump, h/c, and angst prompts because I sure do love to suffer

[serickswrites]

Rot III

Part 1 Part 2

Warnings: referenced captivity, referenced torture, referenced blood, mcd, grief, hurt/no comfort

Every time Caretaker closed their eyes they only saw the blood in the basement. Only saw Whumpee's blood pooling around them. Only saw the torture chamber that Whumpee had been held captive in.

But keeping their eyes closed was better than opening them and seeing the truth. Because at least when their eyes were closed, Whumpee was still alive.

The medics had tried to revive Whumpee in the back of the ambulance. They had been unsuccessful. Whumpee's body was too damaged to be saved, they had lost too much blood to recover. Caretaker had begged them to not give up. Had begged them to keep trying. But it had been useless. Whumpee was dead.

"Ready, Caretaker?" A gentle voice came from the doorway.

Caretaker opened their eyes. They wanted to say no. Wanted to say no and never leave the room. "Is it time?"

Their friend nodded. "Everyone is here. Everyone is waiting for you."

Waiting for Caretaker because Whumpee loved them. Waiting for Caretaker to come down. Waiting for Caretaker because they had to deliver Whumpee's eulogy.

Whumpee's eulogy.

Whumpee was dead.

Caretaker's eyes immediately began to tear up. This was real. They were saying goodbye to Whumpee. After this it would be really real. Whumpee would be gone. Too fast and too soon. They nodded and their friend left the room.

"I wish it wasn't you," they whispered to the empty room, hoping their words would reach the ears of the one person they missed the most. "I wish it was Whumper rotting in the ground. Not you. Whumpee," Caretaker sobbed, "why did it have to be you?"

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[whumpslut]

characters acquiring permanent, disabling nerve damage from restraints; particularly in their hands. loss of fine motor control, weakness, numb or tingling sensations, sensitivity to temperature, chronic pain. maybe they need to wear splints to manage their disability, or do stretches. maybe they need intensive pain management. how does this affect their recovery? their life free after bondage and captivity?

[boltlightning]

I DONT CARE HOW MANY BEDS THERE WERE. WHAT IS YOUR BOOK ABOUT

[trekkiesagainstchastity]

(tearfully) w- working at the mattress store

[boltlightning]

i'm so fucking sorry. can you ever forgive me

[bytedykes]

fun character types

character who is not allowed to kill themself

related: suicidal character who physically can't kill themself

alive character who has successfully committed suicide

character who hasn't died but has committed thematic suicide of the Self

character who thinks they're suffering karmic punishment for killing/trying to kill themself

[pain-in-the-everywhere]

I love it when Whumpee is leaning on things. They're dizzy, nauseous, in too much pain to stand, or just plain tired, and they can't get by without some kind of support.

Leaning on cabinets and against walls in people's houses. Propping their head up with their hands at the dining table. Steadying themself against a banister on the stairs. Holding on to the post of the traffic light for dear life while they wait to cross the road because if they stand still unsupported they will fall to the ground.

It's such a small display of I am not feeling good, but once another character notices it becomes so obvious. This person is weak and vulnerable. Either I can help them, or I can hurt them further. It's not like they're in any position to stop me.

[serickswrites]

Hello you beautiful human being! I have been stalking your blog, and I loveeee the way you write! Thank you for sharing your work with us❤

Here is a scenario that i just can't get out of my head, in case you feel like creating it😍😍😍

Villain is dating civilian ( yeah , I am so basic...but why change somthing olif it works??), who is actually Hero's sibling. Hero does not know , and they want to keep it that way, as Hero is kind of...not very hero-ish and definitely has some loose screws.

But they find out...and they kidnap Civilian, they lure Villain to a trap by using their lover's life as a bargaining tool, and they force them to watch each other being torured. By some miracle/stubborness/ pure luck they escape and try to recover, all the while trying to evade Hero and plotting their downfall.

I am also a sucker for happy endings...

Anyway, thank you for listening to my rambling. Have a nice rest of the day/night and remeber to drink water!

Hello, Anon! Sorry this took me so long to answer, but I would be happy to write this for you! Please enjoy

Warnings: kidnapping, restraints, torture, forced to watch, bruises, physical violence

Villain made their way to Base. They knew this was a trap. Knew that they were walking into the dragon's den unarmed and unprepared. But they had to for Civilian.

Villain had never loved anyone as much as they had loved Civilian. Civilian made them want to be better. To do better. To give up on a life of crime. They just had to save up enough money for the two of them to disappear.

Villain had no idea that Civilian was Hero's sibling. Had no idea that Hero was so hell bent on defeating them. Had no idea that Hero would stoop so low as to kidnap their own sibling to lure Villain into giving up.

And so here Villain was, ready to give it all up to keep Civilian safe. "Let Civilian go," Villain shouted as they walked into Base.

"In time, Villain, in time," Hero's smooth voice came coldly over the intercom. "Put those cuffs on before I admit you."

Villain put the power suppression cuffs on without hesitation. They had to get Civilian out of there. The door to Base opened and Villain walked in. Villain tried to hide their horror as they saw Civilian tied down to a chair, their face swollen and bruised. "If you harm a--"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, spare me. I've already harmed them. I'm going to harm you. There's nothing you can do if you want Civilian to make it out of here safely."

Villain glowered at Hero. They were going to make Hero pay for beating Civilian. They were going to make Hero hurt. "Let them go."

Hero smirked. "I will. After they watch me break you."

Before Villain could respond, Hero lashed out with their power, knocking the breath from Villain's lungs as Villain collapsed. They heard Civilian call out to them. But all they knew was pain. They couldn't get enough air to respond.

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[serickswrites]

Ache

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Warnings: hidden injury, head injury

Villain grimaced as they sat down next to Supervillain. Both of them were exhausted from the day and neither wanted to do anything but sit in silence. 

“What’s the matter with you?” Supervillain asked as they saw Villain frown again. 

“Just got a bit of a headache is all,” Villain said as they massaged their temples. “Long day.”

“Indeed,” Supervillain said as they tried to focus once more on the tv. 

Villain coughed once, hand still pressing on their forehead. 

“Are you sure you’re ok?” Supervillain didn’t want to have their quiet time ruined by Villain having a migraine. 

“F-F-Fineeee,” Villain slurred as they suddenly tipped sideways. 

“Villain!” Supervillain jumped  up, immediately trying to ease Villain onto their side. “Villain, tell me what’s wrong.”

“H-H-Hurtssss,” Villain said squeezing their eyes shut. 

“Where?”

“‘y h-h-he-he-headdddd. H-H-H-Hero–” their words suddenly cut off as they began to gasp for breath. 

“What did Hero do to you?” Supervillain watched in horror as Villain continued to struggle to get a good breath. Villain was unresponsive as Supervillain scooped up Villain and ran towards the med bay. They had to get Villain help. Now. 

[friendsandfoood]

Hello. It’s 2 AM.

The parents/guardians/friends of Whumpee are told what happened to them. But not by Whumpee themselves. No, they have to hear it out of the mouths of doctors and specialists who are treating Whumpee after they escaped from Whumper.

Caretaker trying their best to comfort everyone during it, but they know that there is no way to ease the pain of what they’re hearing. They want to do something, to go out and take care of Whumper themselves. But all they can do is hold Whumpee’s sobbing friends/family members. All they can do is gently rub their back and remind them that Whumpee is still here.

[sickiehugs]

Visiting them in the hospital

"No, no, stop, you don't need to sit up."

"Do you have ANY IDEA how close you came to... t-to..."

"Nothing, sorry, I just... thought you were getting better..."

"The meds make you loopy for a reason, sweetheart. Just let it happen, it's okay."

"Who the fuck did this to you?"

"Wow, you... really downplayed this over the phone."

*Bursts through the door, out of breath* "I came as soon as I heard!!"

"You know what the doctors told me while you were still unconscious? They said that if I hadn't found you and called an ambulance, you wouldn't have made it through the night."

"I know you think hospitalization was unnecessary, but you weren't the one who had to find their [partner/best friend] passed out on the ground in a pool of their own blood/vomit."

"God, your poor face..."

"That cough still doesn't sound good."

"Don't think you're going right back to work once you're out of here. You won't be walking on that injury for a while, I'll be spoiling you rotten~"

"You can go back to sleep if you want, I'm not going anywhere."

[luna-azzurra]

The thing about a good character flaw is that it has to be the same thing as their greatest strength just turned up too high. the person who loves deeply and therefore controls. the person who sees everything and therefore trusts nothing. the person who is so loyal they lose themselves. there are no clean villains and no clean heroes and once you understand that in fiction you can't unsee it in people. everyone is just their best quality at the wrong volume.

[comfortingcatharsis]

An injured character has a sudden spasm of pain and can only gasp, freeze, and clutch at the nearest object as they ride it out, body curled and tense against the surge of pain washing through them, hands clenched and clinging to whatever's closest for an anchor until the pain subsides.

[straight-to-the-pain]

Character who is being visited by family or friends in prison, who knows they can’t reveal how they’re being hurt and mistreated, either for fear of reprisal or not wanting to upset their loved ones, smiling and nodding and saying it’s alright they’ll be out soon (even if they know they won’t)

[teaboot]

How people get nicknames:

Recipient of a third-degree burn in front of witnesses. IE, "I won't take that shit from a man dressed like a ghostbuster"= "Gostbuster" or "Buster"

A distinctive personal feature or quirk. IE, "Have you noticed how that new guy is always eating bell peppers?" = "Peppers", or "That chick has a massive forehead" = "Forehead".

An embarrassing thing you said or did. IE, "Did you seriously call Dale "Dad"?" = "Junior", "Baby boy", "Sport"

A game of name-mutation telephone. IE, "Donny Clyde" = "Bonnie 'n' Clyde" = "Bonnie" = "Bon-bon".

Irony. IE, calling a tall person "short stack" or a particularly dour person "sunshine".

A 'wrong place wrong time' one-off incident. IE, "He spilled oil on his pants and had to borrow a pair that were way too big and Jim saw him with the waistband pulled up to his nipples and called him 'Parachute'"

A batman-style origin story but not in a cool way: "One time she hit a deer with the company car and when she called the boss to tell her she was crying so hard we thought she was dying" = "Bambi"

The incredibly rare 'admiration' nickname, bourne only once a millennia under the light of the blood moon: "We saw him lift a truck once so now we call him 'iron man'"

+ How Nicknames Stick:

Your fate is determined by The Counsel

You hate it

It's accurate

[rp-meme-world]

hurt/comfort starters!! trigger warnings: blood, injury, vom*t, panic attack

❝ lay down. you need to lay down. put your head in my lap. ❞

❝ i think i’m about to pass out. ❞

❝ what happened to you? come inside. come inside. ❞

❝ i know it’s late, but… i need you here. ❞

❝ [name]. you’re bleeding. ❞

❝ the more you freak out, the faster you’re going to bleed. just take it easy. ❞

❝ just keep talking to me. ❞

❝ you’re safe. it’s just a panic attack. just squeeze my hands, okay? ❞

❝ can you talk? ❞

❝ stay with me— hey. [name]? oh my god, please don’t do this. ❞

❝ please don’t leave. ❞

❝ you’re not gonna die. i’m not gonna let you die. ❞

❝ i know you want to sleep, but you need to stay awake for me. ❞

❝ it’s okay. just go to sleep. i’ll be here when you wake up. ❞

❝ it hurts. oh my god, it hurts— ❞

❝ it’s not as bad as it looks, i swear. ❞

❝ i know it hurts. just hang in there, okay? ❞

❝ i’ve got you. you’re safe now. ❞

❝ i need you to tell me what’s wrong. what are you feeling? ❞

❝ it’s okay. it’s alright. let it out. ❞

❝ there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. you’re sick. ❞

❝ let me make you some soup. ❞

❝ let me make you some tea. ❞

❝ i didn’t want to worry you. ❞

❝ it’s okay to cry. i know it hurts. ❞

❝ wrap your arms around my neck. i’m gonna carry you. ❞

❝ i’m gonna take good care of you. don’t you worry. ❞

❝ please help me. please. ❞

❝ stop moving, just let me hold you. ❞

❝ breathe with me. in and out… good job. just keep doing that. ❞

❝ i can’t feel my hands— ❞

❝ i can’t move it. i think it’s broken. ❞

❝ i can’t see. ❞

❝ i’m not gonna let anything happen to you. ❞

❝ don’t look at it. just keep your eyes closed, and breathe. ❞

❝ thank you for being here with me. ❞

[theoptimistictabby]

OURGH

T H E S E

[the-faustian-locust]

Whump writers! I have a challenge for you!

Rules:

No AI at all

Feel free to stretch the prompts as you see fit

Ao3 tag and collection: The Faustian Locust’s Roll To Whump Challenge

That’s all! Have fun :D

[whumpologyy]

Extremely juicy scenario: Whumper who is currently holding Whumpee captive sees Caretaker out in public, just by coincidence. Caretaker is exhausted, wretched, losing it over Whumpee being missing.....but has no idea that Whumper is the one that has them.

Whumper, meanwhile, knows exactly who Caretaker is and decides to play with them a bit. Knowing that Caretaker sees them as just another stranger, they needle them: "You look tired. Rough week?"

Caretaker's response....up to you :)

[survivesurvivingwhump]

What's your favourite recovery prompt(s)?

this is such a delicious question to me, recovery is the best part of whump to me. i love a lot of parts of whump, but recovery - the hard recovery, the rocky recovery, the up and down recovery, the early fragile recovery, the painful recovery - is where it is at for me.

some assorted bits and bobs that i enjoy in a variety of circumstances :)

whumpee's injuries are healing slowly but surely and whumpee is impatient - trying to do things too fast, too carelessly. they hurt themself, make things worse, and they're so ashamed when they just end up needing more help.

shame in general. shame in recovery, shame for the trauma they experienced, especially if it was abuse or sexual violence based. shame for needing other people. shame for other people knowing. for being pathetic, and needy, and weak. dirty. ruined.

touch. touch, touch, touch. the necessary touch - doctors, medical professionals, their friends when they need their injuries treated and are too weak to move and care for themselves. and the other kinds of touch. caring touch. soothing touch, comforting touch. i love every manifestation of it. whether whumpee struggles to accept it or is desperate to cling to it like it's air. i'm always all about touch. especially touch starvation, when it's so acute and powerful they feel just sick with it, and sick at getting it - at needing it, and getting what they need.

whumpee finally decides to tell someone. not someone who found out without their decision, someone who interrupted the whump while it was happening or was told by someone else. whumpee decides to with their own voice, of their own choice, tell someone.

struggling with sleep. whumpee who can't sleep in their bed for some reason - remembering being assaulted, remembering being chained down, just not feeling safe. they get up and they walk, all hours of the night. they explore the city. they work out. they run. they sit, quietly, in the dark. they show up at a friend's place and can't explain what they're doing there, they just collapse in relief when offered a place to sleep beside another person.

whumpee needing to talk about it. they need to talk about what happened to them. they just- it's hard. it's really, really hard. but it's easier in the dark. it's such a specific concept, but i love a scene where whumpee is able to talk to someone they trust because it's dark - outside, in a room with the lights off, in the car at night. something about not being able to see each other just makes it easier. it makes it possible to talk.