mothval

just here to put leon kennedy through the horrors :) adult | side blog for whump/suggestive content (if i ever stop being too afraid to draw it)

[lmondrawii]

post-vendetta for the Chreon week 2024 day 1 prompt

[thornsinyourskin]

If that character is being held captive and ISNT being tortured/abused you are doing it WRONG

[luna-azzurra]

Tips for Writing Injuries! (AGAIN)

Your action hero just got shot in the shoulder, stitched it up in a motel bathroom, and is now running through a forest. I need you to know that a shoulder wound severs muscle, nerves, and sometimes bone, and the human body's response to that is not "mild wincing followed by full range of motion." here is what injuries actually do to peoplee...

⊹ Adrenaline is REAL and it does allow people to do extraordinary things immediately after injury, BUT it is a loan, not a gift. you borrow the function and you pay it back later with interest. Your character might genuinely be able to run for twenty minutes after being stabbed. and then the adrenaline drops and everything the body was delaying arrives all at once. the collapse is NOT weakness. it's biology collecting its debt. write the debt collection. it's more interesting than the heroic sprint anyway.

⊹ Blood loss changes cognition before it drops you. you don't go from "fine" to "unconscious." you go through a whole middle stage of confusion, poor decision-making, emotional dysregulation, a strange calm, tunnel vision, difficulty forming sentences. Your injured character making a bad call, saying something they normally wouldn't, becoming suddenly and inexplicably gentle--that's blood loss. use the middle stage. it's dramatically rich and almost nobody writes it.

⊹ Recovery has a timeline and the timeline is long and boring and inconvenient to plot. a broken rib takes six weeks and during those six weeks sneezing is a genuine emergency. a concussion means no screens, no reading, no bright lights, and symptoms can persist for months. a stab wound to the abdomen means weeks of infection risk, limited mobility, and a specific kind of exhaustion that has nothing to do with sleep. Your character being sidelined and frustrated and useless for a long time is not a narrative problem. it's the story.

⊹ Pain also affects personality in ways writers skip. chronic pain makes people short-tempered and then guilty about being short-tempered. it makes concentration difficult. it makes intimacy complicated, both emotional and physical. a character who was patient and warm before their injury and is now snappy and withdrawn is not a character regression. they're in pain. pain is exhausting in ways that don't show on the outside. the people around them noticing and not knowing how to help is a whole story in itself.

[cardiaccadillac]

Always finding a reason for Leon to need medical attention.

[mothmp3]

I’m not gonna leave your side

I’m gonna sit right here with you

[valmoth]

ur leon art is fueling me today thank u for ur service

I’m so glad! :’)) always happy to be of service o7

My job has been obnoxiously busy, leaving me with barely any free time to draw (and probably will continue to for the next month or so) but I have Plans and hopefully won’t forget how to draw in the meantime

[studyofwhump]

Pictures Whumper took during whumpee’s captivity getting leaked online the internet

[valmoth]

[weibun-art]

my bro @eshajun commissioned me to do a cover for their whumpy leon fic, Echo of a Hollow Man and I was more than happy to bring their vision of The Most Miserable Leon Ever to life!! ^_^

[withdrawingramen]

Leader Whumpee is recovering from severe injuries after a failed mission and their superiors demand their presence, an explanation - so they push themselves to work, even when their body is screaming at them to slow down till the point they need to lean on a teammate/subordinate to even stand; when they're called upon and faced with those above them, the pain is so intense that their vision goes white and they've to hold on to something so they can keep themselves upright, and perhaps someone from their team almost rushes to their aid BUT THEY QUICKLY GESTURE THEM NOT TOOO even as the hand that signals 'halt' as an order trembles from exertion because they've already fucked up once by their slight (careless, even) display of weakness in front of all the impatient, scrutinizing eyes staring down at them from above, any more of it will only further implicate their team; so they inhale, through all the agony, and hold their ground.

[whooooomp]

for your consideration: a character finally being rescued but still not believing it to be real. maybe they've hallucinated it before already, maybe they've completely forgotten who their friends evrn are. either way they are utterly defeated and pliant in their rescuers' hands. having completely given up on hopes of ever being saved.

[peachbrine]

calm, composed characters. counting every minute until they can quietly slip away and sit with their head between their knees. blinking the spots away from their vision and figuring they can make it a while longer. waiting until no one's around to even think about saying I don't feel so good, keeping their back up, ready to pretend everything's fine the moment someone walks in the room. ignoring the chills despite the hours they've spent in the sun. fighting down the nausea with all eyes on them. nothing's wrong, they're just tired. they just need to grab something from the other room. they just need a second.

[chesue00]

is he silent or was he silenced

[welcome-leon]

“those decisions you made in your twenties stick with you, huh?”

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went to draw old man Leon and this happened O-O anyone fuck with a tramp stamp on the front?

[writerwhostayedupallnight]

Whumpee drags themselves home, stitches/bandages their wounds, downs alcohol as a pain reliever, and then collapses on the bed or couch with a blanket covering them.

Caretaker comes home an hour later, sees the half-empty bottle, and thinks Whumpee is just sleeping it off, so they don't check on them.

It isn't until they find the bloodstained clothing/gauze/etc. hours later and/or they can't wake up Whumpee that they realize something is actually horribly, terribly wrong.

[leavley]

Listlessness.

My favourites are when it comes from being either drugged or concussed.

Drugged Whumpee, trying desperately to stand up only to stagger and topple over every time, each attempt growing more futile than the last. Their vision is blurry, and all sound around them is reduced to a muffled cacophony of noise. They only recognize Caretaker when their faces are inches apart, and they can only eke out a pained moan when they're questioned about their condition. Eventually, they slump forward into Caretaker's arms, mumbling under their breath, "s...something's wrong..."

Concussed Whumpee, leaning against a wall as they stagger forward. They're seeing double, nausea crawls up their throat, and a headache pounds against the inside of their skull. Wherever they're going, progress is hardly being made, and Whumpee must stop every few minutes to collapse to their knees and try not to pass out with their cheek against the floor. If they've crawled out of bed to get somewhere, Caretaker runs toward them from down the hall, pulling them close and hoisting them into a bridal carry to bring them back to bed while scolding them for ever getting up.

If no one comes to the rescue for a while, then Whumpee will inevitably crumple to the ground and fall unconscious, quietly begging for someone to help them until their eyes flutter closed.

[weibun-art]

gettin back to my roots [alt bsky version ;)]