Only Once They Take A Brief Moment To Sit Down Does Character B Realise How Tired They Really Are.

Oh gosh I am so sorry this is a whump blog, it’s a writing genre thats basically the same as hurt/comfort. These are writing prompts and were not intended to be romanticised, although some have taken it that way((and hey, thats up to them lmao)). I apologise for the misunderstanding!

Okay but manhandling??

Getting forced roughly to their knees ((perhaps with a gun pointed at their face))

Getting roughed up as a threat ((and their friends/caretaker finding out))

Slammed against a wall

Arms twisted painfully behind their back

A hand harshly covering their mouth

An arm wrapped around their neck, back flush against their captor

Grabbed by the hair

Grabbed around the midsection and lifted as they struggle

Grabbed by their shirt collar and pinned against a wall

Yeah,,, manhandling very good

@superkimxd Hello! This is a whump blog, which if you don’t know is a sub-genre of hurt/comfort, often with an emphasis on the hurt part. While some folk have rbed this as a kink post, it was not intended that way- though I can definitely understand the confusion aha. I apologise for the confusion! :))

Okay but manhandling??

Getting forced roughly to their knees ((perhaps with a gun pointed at their face))

Getting roughed up as a threat ((and their friends/caretaker finding out))

Slammed against a wall

Arms twisted painfully behind their back

A hand harshly covering their mouth

An arm wrapped around their neck, back flush against their captor

Grabbed by the hair

Grabbed around the midsection and lifted as they struggle

Grabbed by their shirt collar and pinned against a wall

Yeah,,, manhandling very good

I can’t donate but I will reblog!

Update:

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I love little more than watching a dude get his shirt wrestled off him while he struggles to get away

Whump without a whumper

What happened to regular old whump? Here are some scenarios for prompts I kinda miss

Sickfics. Someone with pneumonia or a stomach flu. Give me glazed eyes and chills and being weak from not being able to keep anything down. Their caretaker being run into the ground trying to take care of them.

Injured by a nameless assailant. Shot from afar by rebels, mugged in the night, hurt in a hit in run. The struggling walk or run back to their loved ones and catching them when they can’t stay upright anymore. Being put to bed and finally feeling safe.

Clumsiness and random accidents. Falling down the stairs, fainting in the shower bc of exhaustion after a trying day (combo these with illness for mega bonus points), someone else falling on them.

Being hurt by a tough loved one who gets surprised or has traumatic flashbacks. Trying to hide it, being found out. The guilt!! The black eyes! Please.

Chronic illness or mental illness. I’m not trying to trivialize these - a lot of the great fics I’ve read seem to come from people who let out their own experiences on characters. Putting up with it, being strong but breaking down, trying to hide it, bad days.

Emotional h/c. Loneliness, guilt, bad memories being brought up at inopportune times and having to hide it until they have a second to breathe. Caretaker trying to comfort them once they realize, feeling guilty for not realizing, and eventually breaking through to them. Making a little progress that gives us hope.

Caught in bad weather. Hypothermia, heat exhaustion, deserts and rain and snowstorms. Complaining and being ignored until they faint.

Give me it all. Not that I don’t love torture fics (that sounds straight up sadistic) but I long for the simpler times. The magic writers made out of the everyday, that still tug at your heartstrings.

Concerned/Angsty Question Prompts

1.  “Should I call someone for you?”

2.  “Did you take anything?”

3.  “Do you want to tell me happened?”

4.  “When was the last time you ate anything?”

5.  “Can you walk?”

6.  “How do you think this will all end?”

7.  “Do you need an ambulance?”

8.  “Were you crying?”

9.  “Should someone help you get home?”

10.  “Do you know where you are?”

11.  “Can you tell me your name?”

12.  “Where do you want me to take you to?”

13.  “Do you need my help?”

14.  “How do you feel now?”

15.  “Can I do anything that would make it better?”

16.  “Do you want my jacket?”

17.  “Can you let me see your eyes?”

18.  “Should I stay a bit longer?”

19.  “Will you be alright?”

20.  “Do you have someone who can look after you?”

AYYYEEEE

Hmmmm,,,, neck kisses but make it whumpy

Uhhh heres a weird little drabble for the first one fjjdjsje

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It was the first time I'd ever seen him sit still.

Always in a rush, he is. A constant blur of arms and legs. A flurry of movement.

He wouldn't stop jabbering in the car.

It's like he said every word that went through his brain.

I couldn't get a word in, not that I tried.

And the waiting.

Either his leg was bouncing at 1000 miles per hour or he was pacing back and forth as if he was being persued. Every so often he'd get up to go pester the nurse again before sulking back to his seat when there was no new information.

When we were finally called, he practically leaped out of the chair. He interrogated the nurse on the way to the room, walking at a pace that was clearly hard for her to keep up with. Impossibly long strides and darting eyes, he was.

And that's when we arrived at the room.

And that's when he saw you.

And he froze.

Then, gingerly, he made his way over to your bed, sitting softly in the seat adjacent.

He hadn't taken his eyes off you, I'm not entirely sure he'd even blinked since seeing you.

He hesitantly reached a hand out but halted an inch away, as if you might crumble at the slightest touch.

He looked to me, stuttering out "Can,,, Can I,,,??"

Just as soon as I had nodded, he had carefully taken your hand, pulling it a little closer to himself.

And honestly, I couldn't blame him for his caution.

There, laying dead to the world on that hospital bed, you seemed so small. So fragile. So helpless.

The nurses had done a good job of cleaning you up but the dark bruises on your skin were impossible to ignore. The stark white bandages seemed as if they might be the only thing holding you together. The careful stitches didn’t do much to hide the bright red lines.

The inherent feeling of just how wrong this felt, seeing you injured and unconscious when you should be happy and healthy. How you should be at home right now, playing some kind of game with the others when instead you were here in this hospital.

And so he sat still.

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First time I’ve ever posted something like this on here lmao hope it was alright

I’m such a sucker for the Chaotic character going all soft for their injured friend and also the Coolheaded Wise character going batshit crazy for their injured chaos friend.

That’s some good shit.

Character B hacks another cough into their hands, probably their hundereth of the day.

Except this time, as they glance down, they see specks of blood amongst the phlegm.

Well that’s new.

Exasperated caretaker/team member dialogue

“What part of stay there don’t you understand?!”

“I swear- you’ll be the death of me!”

“I’m going grey- You’re making me go grey.” “You are not going grey, you’re 25!”

“Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!”

“Okay, new rule- From now on your plan is not allowed to be ‘run in head-first and see what happens’.”

“Is asking you to shoot me a little ‘I’m not dead’ text every now and again really too much to ask??”

“So let me get this straight. You heard gun-fire. And you ran. Towards it?!”

“That’s it- You’re in time out.” “What?! I’m not a child-“ “I don’t care! Time out!”

“Must you bleed on everything I own??”

Big fan of characters who are just so done lmaoo, part 2??