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jesse pinkman + trauma
i am very weak for the “ruthless person who develops one (1) ounce of ethics because the person they are obsessed with wouldn’t approve of murder” thing.
Whump community Reblog if you hate AI
it ruins the whole point of art
i love when human characters fight in ways that are so so not human
big fan of characters bearing their teeth and digging their nails into things and biting and scratching and screaming. i think it's good for the ecosystem
The Last of Us s01e09: “Easy. You got hit pretty hard.”
Appreciation post for the times that a whumpee is so exhausted/delirious/drugged up/in shock/etc. that they can only manage incoherent half-conscious mumbling
there’s just something so satisfying about whumpee being unceremoniously dropped to caretakers feet like a bag of potatoes. their wounds jostling as they hit the floor, eliciting cries and whimpers of pain. the humiliation of being too weak to do anything excerpt curl into themselves. perhaps whumper delivers a few final blows before caretaker is allowed to scoop them into their arms- or perhaps it was a simple show and tell, and whumpee is dragged back into their hell by their collar.
Caretaker opting not to give Whumpee hugs because they don’t want to push their physical boundaries after what Whumper did to them, while Whumpee wants nothing more than a big hug but struggles to request one for fear of being rejected, each of them assuming that the other hates touch and they’ll just have to live without it
Imagine after they figure out the misunderstanding, how warm and sweet and safe their first hug will feel ❤️
When the whumpee is hurt and almost every movement is painful, but they’re also sick. The whumpee coughing almost constantly, and crying silently from the pain, because their injuries are being jostled. The caretaker doing everything they can to make them comfortable, but not being able to prevent the coughing or the jostling, and just sitting with the whumpee, and running their fingers through the whumpee’s hair, trying to comfort them. The whumpee being really out of it, but knowing the caretaker is there, and trusting them to take care of them. The whumpee eventually falling asleep, and the caretaker falling asleep soon after, their hand still in the whumpee’s hair.
Or, or… All Caretaker can do is *hold them*. Prop them half sitting up with their back against Caretaker’s chest so they can breathe more easily. Brace them when they cough with an arm across their shoulders and a hand at their hip so they don’t jostle their injuries as much. After a particularly long and painful bout of coughing their head falls back against Caretaker’s shoulder, eyes half-closed, utterly spent. And Caretaker rests their chin on the top of their head, and brings a hand up to wipe the silent tears of pain from the corners of their eyes and stroke their cheek or card gently through their hair.
Whumpee burying themself in Caretaker’s arms as Caretaker comfortingly kisses their head 💕
I need more appreciation for weather-themed whump/caretaking tropes. There’s so much potential!
- Character A bleeds out in the relentless, humid summer heat; sweat slicking their already clammy skin, entire body trembling despite how hot it is. Even out of the sun, there’s no relief. Character B desperately tries to staunch their injury, hot and flustered and panicked, noticing how quickly A’s beginning to grow delirious and nauseous from blood loss and heat exhaustion alike.
- Character C is soaked to the bone where they lay sprawled on the sofa, delirious and feverish from the pouring rain. Character D struggles to warm them up and get their illness/infection/injuries under control; outside, thunder rumbles and lightning crashes, the power flickering with every surge of the storm. D is left to rely on flashlights and their own body heat, though they might be just as drenched and bedraggled.
- Hypothermia is great for cold weather scenarios, but imagine Character E stumbling through snowdrifts, clutching an injury and relishing the bone-deep numbness of the icy weather, muting their pain even as it makes their bruised body ache. Snow obscures their vision, the light fading in the storm as the twilight begins to descend over the world. They don’t know where they are, and they just hope that someone else will find them before they collapse in exhaustion and are buried by the blizzard.
- Alternatively, Character F growing increasingly worried over Character G, unable to call for help from a cabin that’s not theirs, the mountain outside howling with snow that covers the windows and blocks all phone service. They’re running out of supplies: pain meds, fever medication, or even just fabric to use as makeshift bandages, praying that G will make it through the night and they can navigate the wilderness in the day to save them.
i just love love love a whumper brutally beating the defiance out of their their whumpee—
perhaps it’s only temporary, once their head stops spinning they’ll go back to spitting and cursing at whumper…. but whumper just beats the daylights out of them until theyre dazed and growling and angry— whumpee’s spitting words giving way to more and more absolutely humiliating sounds as whumper beats them into the ground again and again and —
eventually, there’s just this sound—halfway between a choked gasp and a strangled groan
and whumper finally stops to listen to whumpee’s panted breaths, to wipe the strands of hair from their forehead, to admire how red whumpee’s cheeks have gotten from the embarrassment and whumper’s hand striking them over and over mere moments ago
Pedro Pascal in the Last of Us
Hurt
Hacksaw Ridge
Whumpee: I'm rescuing you.
Leader, tied down to a table: Cool, do you have a plan?
Whumpee: If I stop for long enough to think about what I'm actually doing I'm going to have a panic attack
Leader: I'm taking command of this rescue
Whumpee: Please
hi! could you possibly do a list of prompts for an angsty reunion but being forbidden to talk/otherwise contact each other? thanks!
"I'm not sending you away! They can't make me."
"No, please! Please don't go, I just got you back!"
"I've missed you too much to lose you again now."
"Please, just give me enough time to say goodbye!"
"One of us has to go...I'd rather it be me than you."
"We'll see each other again, I swear, I'll find a way."
"We've waited this long...We can wait a little longer."
"I don't care what anyone says, I'm not leaving you!"
"You have to figure out how to be happy on your own."
"How am I supposed to go back to being without you?"
"How is being kept apart 'for our own good'?! The only good thing in my life is you!"
The Last of Us s01e06-07: Joel Miller whump compilation
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