whump and stuff

a sideblog where i dump whump stuff and occasionally write! mainly for voltron legendary defender, marvel cinematic universe and the untamed. things i have written are tagged #my writings

[jilli-bean]

the finished sleepy keith commission for @/jacqulinetan on twitter!!

[do not repost to other social media]

[wisteria-whump]

whumpee who rarely opens up and almost never acknowledges their time spent in captivity under whumper snaps and tells all of their friends exactly what they were put through when someone tries to pull a trauma triathlon with them 😍

[allthewhumpygoodness]

Character A has been curled up in their makeshift bed by the fire for hours now, finally fast asleep after a long day of fighting a bad fever. After immediately passing out on the couch upon coming home the night before, shaking with cold and exhausted, they hadn't had the energy to even climb the stairs to their bed, prompting Character B to make up a nest of blankets for them by the fireplace in a last ditch effort to keep them comfortable. But comfort had been the last thing they felt as their temperature climbed through the night, a deep and painful cough coming with it.

Of course Be had stayed at their side most of the night, keeping them warmly bundled against the chills and coaxing them to drink sips of water. It had been a long night for both of them.

Now B creeps up to them, their heart hurting a little at how sweet and young they look in their sleep, nose half buried in a blanket. They push the hair back from their forehead as gently as they can, resting the back of their hand against A's skin. Still burning up, and the fire surely isn't helping. But they know A will protest if they try to move them, and waking them up now is the last thing they want.

B goes quietly to the bathroom and fetches a damp washcloth, returning to A's side and gently patting their forehead with it, hoping it might be a comfort even in their sleep.

A stirs a little, prompting B to pause in their efforts. But they merely whimper in their sleep and burrow a little deeper into their covers, and soon their breathing is slow and even again. B settles for laying the cloth across their forehead, fingers stroking the damp hair beneath.

"I'm here, sweetheart," they say softly. "You just rest, and try to get better."

A mumbles something unintelligible in their sleep, and B shushes them. They sit with their back against the sofa, continuing to stroke A's hair. A long night, and a long day. But now it's coming to an end, and all things must pass.

[penroseparticle]

First aid training is actually very serious and I get what this bullet point is saying about hypothermia but this legit fucking took me out:

[penroseparticle]

When I’ve been hangry for a few hours and there’s still no food:

[lazybakerart]

please write what you want. please pick the tiniest detail of a character and exaggerate it into a 50k fic. please don’t let canon hold you back. please write whatever you want however you want. please.

[cherryflavoredmoons]

gentle caretakers who holds whumpee close to their chests, cradles whumpee’s head in their laps, tuck whumpees safely in their arms. murmuring soft shhhs and it’s okays under their breath as they keep pressure on bleeding wounds, as they coax whumpee to stay awake, as they pray the team makes it on time.

whether they stay calm without a sign of worry or tremble with fear at the possibility of losing whumpee, they remain whumpee’s only source of comfort until help can arrive.

[lysun-extrawurst]

Keith has so much pressure to deal with. (Come on buddy you can do this I believe in you!!!!!)

Also I voluntarily used both red and purple to draw him, to symbolize the lion swap from Red to Black.

[shrimplydelicious]

“I’m finally going to write! I have a great idea!”

[edgelord-trashcan]

LAUGHS LOUDLY

[ardatli]

OK but like… first sentences don’t have to be there forever. I cannot begin to count the number of times I’ve started a story like:

And just write the ideas down until the story starts to shape itself. Then when you’re ready, go back and delete everything before the point where the story actually starts. 

Writing yourself into an idea is a time-honoured technique, and it works. 

[stainlesssteellocust]

good advice

[shreedle]

I’ve legitimately just started at the moment that I really wanted to write, no matter how simple or how “in the middle of things” it was. Usually the beginning would write itself later.

[thedemonsurfer]

I can vouch that ‘just start describing what’s going to happen and when it starts becoming actual writing, go back and delete the silliness’ works for things like essays too.

[dduane]

Starting however it works for you… works. :)

…Just make sure you keep going.

[petite-madame]

“I love you guys” - (2021)

Them.

[napirate]

From an eager youthful boy wanting to be an Avenger

to handling the responsibility of being a hero

and now a man realising the true cost and the price to pay for doing the right thing for the greater good

Tom Holland's Peter Parker has the best character development

[trope-appreciation-tuesdays]

Altitude sickness is honestly such an underrated whump trope. Maybe a mission takes the team up a high mountain. Maybe whumper strands whumpee there on purpose. However they got there, their breath is coming thin and gasping. Their head aches, and their stomach twists, and the whole world tilts and spins around them. They're exhausted, but they can't get to sleep, and all they want is to go back down the mountain so they can breathe again. Do their friends notice? And if they do, can they afford to call the mission off? Or if whumper has inflicted this on them, how long will they be forced to endure it?

Completely underrated!

[trope-appreciation-tuesdays]

Here I go! One of my favorite tropes is when a whumpee who was seriously hurt and is still recovering has nightmares. But not just any nightmare, like basically reliving the trauma they experienced because they still hurt from the previous injuries. It's so good when they dream that maybe they never escaped their predicament, or they were found/thrust into it again. Their brain supplies the trauma as they experience what hurt them all over again in sleep. I particularly love it if they jerk awake with a pained gasp and someone is there to comfort them and bring them back to reality. Or if a caretaker is there trying to gently bring them out of the dream without the whumpee hurting themselves more. I just love the realization for the caretaker that whatever happened to the whumpee affects them so much, especially if the whumpee is stoic.

Well, you've certainly won me over!

[woofchan]

the feminine urge to make a quiz again …

[woofchan]

How would I write you as a book character?

[zoroshonkingbazonkadonkas]

when op said the questions were unsettling they really weren’t kidding

[ronans-sepiaphotograph]

Well

[blue-jos10]

[baggnshield]

i hope you are having a good day and if you ship a rare ship, i hope someone posts a 100k well written, amazingly developed, completed fic on ao3 that hits you in all the right kinks

[mojoflower]

This is possibly the best happy wish for someone I’ve come across. AMEN.

[skittlebits]

A glorious wish I hope comes true for everyone. 🙏

[lauramkaye]

The truest blessing

[nuovocparadiso]

[manicpixiesneezegirl]

a guy at work sneezed today, my coworker blessed him, he says thanks, sort of distracted and then like 3 minutes later says, ‘thank you…for the bless you. Did I say that already? I don’t remember, I don’t want to be rude, sorry.’

[infiniteetcetera]

I’ve officially decided my favorite relationship trope is “at first I was perpetually bothered by your mere existence but somewhere along the way you became my best friend and oh yeah I’m also in love with you.” Nothing else matters.