Just Some Generic Whump Blog

Ever wanted some whump but got sick of the whumper?

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Hi, this blog was made so I can indulge in my deepest non-whumper fantasies, hope you enjoy.

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Whump prompt #16

“How are you so calm? I almost lost you!” A shakes B’s limp shoulders as they stare on emptily.

“Your heart stopped! You died!” A takes another look at B and collapses into sobs, clutching the soft material of B’s hospital gown and revelling in the feeling of B comfortingly stroking their back.

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Whump prompt #15

A’s chest sharply jerks as they take in each shuddering and painful breath, lips parted and eyebrows knitted in fitful sleep. B watches in horror. How could this have ever happened? How did B miss this? A was always so strong.

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Oops whump prompt 13 two times?? What a blunder. It’s okay I’ve fixed it now haha

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Whump prompt #14

“Hey!” A gently slaps B’s cheek.

“Don’t fall asleep, talk to me, talk to me about anything.”

B’s eyes struggle to stay open and they start to go lax.

“Anything, anything at all. Please.”

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Whump prompt #13

The phone is in B’s hand. They try to steady their shaking as they dial the number. Their finger hovers near the green button.

There’s a moment of hesitation.

A’s clammy fingers grip B’s arm and they turn around agonisingly, trying not to make contact with A’s glassy eyes.

“P-please,” their voice is reduced to a breathy whine. “No h-hospital.”

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Whump prompt #12

Propping whumpee up.

Their head weakly lolls against caretaker’s chest. They open their mouth to say something but the effort is too great.

Caretaker buries their nose into whumpee’s hair and mumbles something quiet against their shoulder.

“It’s all over, you’re okay.”

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Whump prompt #11

Holding whumpee’s hand at their bedside, stroking over the cuts and bruises and holding tight. Letting go is impossible.

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Whump prompt #10

Being. Carried. Bridal. Style.

-Caretaker holding whumpee’s body tenderly to their chest, gently setting them down onto the bed, kissing their sweaty forehead.

-Running for dear life, struggling, falling, but never giving up, never dropping them, not if it means saving them.

-Their tears fall onto whumpee’s face. Rain is falling all around them but caretaker just presses their nose into whumpee’s shoulder, they don’t want to give up, they don’t want to let go.

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Whump prompt #9

B is browsing the aisles, trying to look for some snacks for A. They pick up a bag of chips, looking pensive, before discarding it and moving towards the healthier side of the store, A needs as many nutrients as possible right now.

Their phone buzzes in their pocket.

“Hello?”

“B, c-can you please come home, I couldn’t make it to th-“ they are interrupted by painful coughing and gagging.

“A?!”

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Whump prompt #8

B hopelessly pushed against A’s chest. Still, there was no heartbeat. Everytime they bent down to give the kiss of life, they held onto the way those cold lips felt against their own. As much as they tried to hold on, fate was cruel, they knew that it would be their last kiss.

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Whump prompt #7

“H-hey are you sick or-“

“I’m fine, now come at me with all you got.”

B begrudgingly agrees and runs at A, they trust them to take care of themselves. At the last second, A falters, their eyes roll into the back of their head and they fall to the ground in a dead faint.

“A?!” They cup their slack face, nearly recoiling at the heat.

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Whump prompt #6

Pressing fingers into the soft skin of their neck, trying to feel for a heartbeat. It flutters delicately betweeen life and death, the only sign that A is even alive along with their shallow breaths that would hitch every few seconds.

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Whump prompt #5

“A?!”

“A?!”

“Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.”

“A, wake up!”