#half conscious

[therealestheadarchivist]

Archivist here

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Everything was too loud.

[His office is in ruins. Everything's powered off, unplugged, or destroyed to some extent. He sighs]

... This is definitely coming out of my paycheck.

[rabbit-pi]

It must be weird to see me go "wow!! Im feeling better!! Im positive now and have overcome ___!!" every week when i dont really post (on main or even side sometimes) about my negitive feelings... like "Ok we assumed"

[heyhoneyfox]

Had a half-conscious vision that there was a food called faggot and it was this massive meaty glob that was both salmon pink and bubblegum pink and it tasted exactly like that. Anyways goodnight.

[crash-bump-bring-the-whump]

Whumperless Whump Event - Day 16

IT'S TIME. FOR THE FIVE SENTENCE GAME WISDOM TOOTH REMOVAL PIECE EXPANSION

TWs: surgery, needle mention, injections, dental office, drugging, fear that reads as a dental phobia, it's really soft piece tho like the medicine bits are so normal

Half-conscious / Delirious / “You would never say that in your right mind…”

“Hey, hey, baby. Eyes on me.” Bastian held Mariano’s hand tighter, feeling him trembling like a leaf even with the anxiety meds in his system and the wards around his wrists. “I’m here, you’re safe. It’s just going to be like blinking.”

Mariano sat, already halfway drugged and trembling in the dentist’s chair for his wisdom tooth removal. “Just like blinking. Nothing else is going to happen and I can’t hurt anyone.”

“Alright Mariano, keep breathing for me and count to ten. I’ve never, ever lied to you about what’s gonna happen in that chair, and I won’t start now.” The dental assistant, Danni, said, keeping the needle out of Mariano’s field of view as she prepared the general anesthetic. "It's just gonna be the four taken out, I'll make sure you won't feel a thing."

Bastian hummed in agreement, watching the older woman press the needle into Mariano’s arm. Fear flashed even stronger through their pact as the plunger descended, even with the soft drawl of the woman who’d cleaned his teeth for years at this point talking him through it. Bastian felt his own heart skip a beat from the sheer terror he felt, and held Mariano’s hand even tighter as he remembered that this was just a fraction of what was ripping through his boyfriend.

Not ten seconds later, wide, dark eyes started to flutter and Mariano’s breathing started to even out again.

“That’s it, Mariano, just lean back and let me do all the watchin’ out. Close your eyes and take a nap.” Danni said, carefully helping him get situated as he got heavier and heavier, yanked firmly towards a deep, complete sleep whether he liked it or not. “Your husband is right here. I won’t let him run off, neither.”

Bastian couldn't help laughing as Mariano mumbled something that sounded like complaint about walking afterwards, and then he was gone. Danni laughed, getting his mouth propped open and double checking the vital monitors as the dentist came in.

The surgery was...more mundane than Bastian expected, with Bastian just holding Mariano's hand the whole time and making small talk. He didn't know why, but he'd expected something more intense. More shouting for a scalpel, and less of listening to the dentist quietly singing along to the pop radio that drifted through the air. He even rapped along to most of the features that played.

Bastian started to really understand why Mariano insisted on this team being the one to operate on him.

Before he really knew it, the dentist had finished up the last of the stitches and then Danni was nudging Bastian's arm with her elbow as the others packed everything up. "He's all yours now. You can hold him, just wait in here 'till he wakes up, okay?"

Bastian didn't need to be told twice. He scooped Mariano up into his arms, letting Danni unravel the monitor wires. "Call you if the stuff starts freaking out and making noise?"

"You know it. I'll be back in sixty seconds, Doctor Calwell is just a lost puppy after a surgery." Danni said, shaking her head as she scurried off.

She was true to her word, returning after a minute to pick up the clipboard with Mariano's paperwork. She settled in, writing down numbers at certain intervals and checking Mariano over. More small talk, about their plans for the day, her plans for the weekend, easy things. They even started swapping tattoo stories.

In the middle of her talking about her weirdest tattoo, Mariano groaned. He turned his face against Bastian's bicep, skewing his glasses. One scarred hand started to raise up towards his face, and Danni gently caught him by the wrist.

"Not yet, Mariano. You're gonna take your eye out like that." Mariano frowned and just let his arm go limp in her hold with an unhappy mumble. Danni laughed. "I know, I'm just the worst, aren't I? Promised I'd keep your husband here though, and here he is."

Mariano allowed his arm to be placed on his stomach, grumbling more as he latched onto Bastian's shirt instead.

"So you'll be giving me the stuff on what to do?" Bastian asked, thumb sliding along Mariano's arm.

"Of course. The doctor will come in and look him over when he wakes up a little more, and then you'll get your instructions and be free to go." Danni glanced at her watch before standing. "Actually, let me go get him. I'll bet he forgot and is about to leave for lunch." She hurried out the door.

Mariano's grip tightened on Bastian's shirt and he looked up, pact rings blown wide and glasses all but falling off his face. "Don' leave." He slurred. "Please."

Bastian paused, frowning. "Why would I leave you?"

"Can't...can't walk. Rescues aren't..." Mariano's voice cracked. "'S not allowed."

Bastian shifted Mariano around so that he could cup his face. "Shh. Hey. I'm not going anywhere without you." Mariano's eyes never left his face. "You're my mage. That means I've always got you, no matter what."

Mariano couldn't seem to settle, though. Not until he was buckled into the passenger seat of Bastian's van, aftercare instructions tucked away inside the glove box. Bastian rested his hand at the back of Mariano's neck as he pulled away from the dental office parking lot, and finally, finally, Mariano started to relax for real.

@whump-captain @whumpr @whumperofworlds @lektricwhump @cyberwhumper

@bxtterflystxtches @inscrutable-shadow @honeybees-125 

[zoethehead]

Another whump idea on the brain.

(Yes, this is slightly based on "invincible ", but just the 'beaten up so badly by a powerful force that they're clinging onto consciousness by a thread' trope)

The Whumpee is a supernatural being, but the whumper is just as-- if not more powerful than the whumpee, and therefore is able to beat the whumpee into the ground; severely injuring the whumpee in the process. The whumper then leaves, the whumpee is left in a crater in the ground, covered in their own blood and beaten up, they aren't even fully conscious; the pain and the amount of blood lost being too much, their breathing labored as they cough up blood, trying desperately to get up; but they're too weak.

They soon pass out fully, not even registering arms picking them up and carrying them away.

All they hear is a voice reassuring them that they're gonna be fine.

[panicsprey]

    ... holding hands...?

[babycakezzz]

Beware kids, there are half conscious specimen on this website whose coffee caffeine isn't working that well

[weedflowertumbles]

I really hate being a moody teenager.

Self: Please Stabilize 

Maybe I should actually watch/read/do something where I could gain absolutely no emotional value that I could somehow twist into melodrama.

My options are limited.  

First of all.  ENOUGH WITH SAD CHINESE MUSIC FOR NOW.  Back to dubstep and other types of edm I go.

Next.  TAKE A BREAK FROM ANIME.  Too many feels.  Too many emotions.  My heart needs to rebuild its defenses.

Third. OFF FACEBOOK AND TWITTER.  This needs no explanation

Fourth. BORE YOURSELF TO SLEEP.  Shouldn't be to hard if I do everything else above.  Dots is addicting but not mentally stimulating.

Fifth.  DO SCHOOLWORK TOMORROW.  Doing monotonous schoolwork deprives me of all other emotions besides annoyance, which is actually quite handy.

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OF COURSE WHISPER OF THE HEART GIFS HAVE TO SHOW UP ON MY WALL AT THIS VERY MOMENT

*SOBS*

Ok I really should leave.